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=in bunker
=look for exit down hallway
=find exits, but all have people with guns and such
=go back and wait in room
=lose second gun
=retrieve it finally from room
=decide to go down halls again
=see people running back
=run back too, and guy comes in with huge gun
=some people take shots at him, but he warns
=he prepares to shoot at our far side
=i run past and into side room, of school/hospital, someone coming with
=i duck into closet room, other person falls at door
=someone comes and takes fallen lady away

=i stay hidden, now definitely knowing it's a dream
=i wait, half-expecting them to find me, but nothing happens
=imagination turns situation into of it now being part of train
=i wait a bit more, then open up door, and fly out
=at some point, turns into me using a hang-glider
=fly a long way, following rail track
=come to where i see the coast, but turn to the side as looks restricted area
=head for city to the right
=hang glider falters, and i fall to ground

=i look for way to cross river
=i see bridge, and try to go, but they say for upper class
=i keep goingto the right, and they're for progressively lower classes
=finally get to place they let me
i can either go in narrow section next to one-step-up class' half-foot bridge, or go to line just next to it on the very edge in the water
i look down lowest path, and there are many poor people on it, and to their right is a wall of machines (I think to process the water, or the equivalent of a dam)
i watch as a boy gets sucked underwater and into it!
i start going across anyway on second-from-right path, as I know I'm dreaming and it's not that serious, but a few steps down in line, i realize i'm still too nervous and want to turn back
i turn around, and try going back, but the others are in the way and make it hard; try again, and finally make my way through, to negative comments
as i make it out, someone in line says "You're not supposed to get to turn back...". Anyway, I leave the area and decide to just do something where I am.

I look around, and walk toward a large building that appears to be a mall of some sort. Seeing the commercial district as more likely to be safe and civil, I head toward it.
I step into a long restaurant looking back at the railway area. I continue forward and into the center of the mall.
I look around a fair deal, but most of the other shops are actually less promising, as they're for briefer purposes--like one which was a carnival-like game of horshoes or the like, a public restroom, etc.
I head back into the restaurant, and take a close look at the dream characters. My memory's faded somewhat at this point (it takes time typing this out), but I know I saw several people of significance--i.e. people from real life or past dreams.
At some point, I either find or see enter my older sister and her husband!
Now this is nice, I thought, as she's an inhabitant apparently of the city, and can get around.

We talk for a while relaxedly, and eat various foods, including slices of red cake.
At some point, a waiter comes up and asks if we want to enter into a lottery/random-drawing they're having. At first I hesitate, as earlier, in other places of the mall, people were deceptively charging prices for things without a clear sign signifying its price; but my sister and husband assure me it's fine, as a free drawing.
I select one of four pieces, and in 20 seconds or so, they announce the winner to be me! I find this odd, but then am told that my sister's husband is the owner of the shop, and did it as a welcome surprise.

A couple minutes later, we get up to head out, to go to their home.
We cross a different bridge, onto the section of the city.
Her husband leads us to a large outdoor construction yard; apparently he's stopping just a minute for work-related purposes. I wait with my sister.
However, all is not well, as we hear a large boom/crack from deeper in the yard. This makes us nervous.
A few seconds later, we see and hear a large shape moving up from the ground and turn in our direction.
We start rhnning, but my sister trips and gets injured. I start carrying her, but she's actually heavy in this dream! (which I mark as unusual since it's a dream)

Anyway, we struggle forward, but eventually the dream fades.
Now if I remember correctly, the dream was in a hazy/faded state here, but I could still sense myself as being in the dream scene. While trying to get back in, with now increased lucidity, I realize I should make sure to get some actual dream goals done before the dream ends. So I think back, and remember the goal of finding the cause of a component in (one of) my sisters' book world. (which is a real dream goal, although I haven't listed it for this competition)

I managed to get back in, and start seeing a video communication my brother-in-law was having with this large droid/robot. Apparently, he'll pay him or something to protect the people in the restaurant until we get there (as we had seen my sister there earlier). He tries to do so, by like launching objects at potential threats, but fails hilariously--his shots go all over the place, and he stops, with a funny expression.

The dream fades again, so I focus on visualization, and with effort, recreate a scene of us making it back to the restaurant.
I then look for my younger sister and her friend, and find them, but the dream fades again and I lose the situation! (I should really have done the goals earlier on, but my lucidity was low, and my concerns were very dream-influenced at that point)

I then have a false-awakening, which I suspect as such but let pass, as I'm focusing on remembering my dream.
I wake up for real a minute or so later, and continue recollecting the events.

WBTB
I am in a beautiful field. I spontaneously become lucid. Unable to remember any goals, and not wanting to, I see an outside cafe. I buy an iced coffee via summoning money out of my pocket, and drink it for a while. I fly around, find a cliff and stare in awe. It is so beautiful.

Afterwards, I FA soon after. I instantly RC, and I'm dreaming. I now teleport to Aldeterune and I
FA again. This time it takes some time before I realise I'm dreaming because a painting keeps changing. I teleport again, and just after I teleport collapses AGAIN. I FA and Don tells me to RC, and I become lucid. I wander around my house using the computer a few times, and teleport to [world], but it collapses just after.

17/1/17
Dream 1: I was at my grandparents house for a party. A young woman, half african and half french was there. She was very beautiful and at one stage we both met in the hallway and she dragged me into the bathroom and we got it on, it was rather fun.

Dream 2: I was an axe murderer in a large house with one other person. I was leading them on in a slow chase around the house, where they were discovering the corpses of everyone else I had killed, except I was pretending it wasn't me to lull them into a false sense of security, until we got to the top and I pulled out the axe and did the deed.

Dream 3: I was looking for a house to live in near williamstown. I checked out a couple of apartments on a street which were within my price range and one of them was quite nice, also next to a friend. I took a shower in one of them.

This dream was what I recalled this morning following the intention: My intention for tonight is first and foremost to wake up and remember my dreams. Secondly I feel like I am approaching a cross-roads and I feel uncertain about where to place my efforts, so I would be thrilled with some assistance from my dreams in this respect. But foremost I trust my dreams and want to remember whatever they bring. It feels as if it is relevant somehow and I will use it as an opportunity to practise both descriptive evocative writing as well as Jungian interpretation methods.

I am pondering the idea of going to Mexico, which appears much as you perceive a fantasy or mnemonic ideation in the waking state – the incipient sense of an image, a map perhaps, appearing before my inner eye.

I direct my attention outwards and find myself in the passenger seat in Steen's silver-grey car, although I am inside the car I can clearly see the matte nuance of the silver grey colour on the outside of the car. My dad is in the back seat, and he seems gleeful and excited though he doesn't say or do much during the dream. We are going on a trip, and my dad and Steen are there helping me out, as it is mainly me going on a mission.

It is pouring down outside, it is clouded and grey, which produce a darkish hue. We are at a ticket office, which resembles a mixture between a gas station and a junk food drive in. There are two protruding window tills on our right hand side and above an almost square section of roofing is covering the pavement next to the windows, providing some cover for the rain outside.

We drive slowly towards the first of the two window tills – one for ordering another for picking up the tickets – and as we do I feel something bump into the car towards the back, which also produce a mild audible thump. I look out the window and backwards to see if Steen has accidentally hit one of the massive concrete columns extending from the building. He is really close but I can't see any damage done to the car.

I lean back in and Steen switches on the radio and the GPS system. The audio-scape is flooded with remnants of old mobile conversations, radio clatter and noise. I feel uneasy and a bit confused, as it is supposed to be a GPS system, providing guidance. Steen remains rather calm and composed and simply asks the GPS if it is there, and it dawns on me that it is a voice activated system.

“I am here” a clear loud and direct female voice responds, which is a tremendous reassurance.

Steen proceeds to drive forward and I wonder why I don't have to open the window to get the ticket. “It isn't necessary when you have one of these” he says and points to a rectangular electronic device, with an old school digital display in the bottom right corner of the front window, just in front of me as it would seem. It is essentially a device that registers that he has been here and automatically charges him for the ferry ride, which is what the ticket office is for.

“So we are going to Iceland” he says, and I feel at first excited, but then a bit concerned because we will be sailing and we are supposed to go to either Mexico or the Faeroe Islands as well today and I am afraid we won't have time. I think about this only briefly before relinquishing the thought at aspiration to do all of these things.

We look at a map and a black marker line appears that takes us from the ticket office “to Odden” which on the map is a full scale island, elongated and egg shaped except for a very pointed en on the right hand side. The black line takes us to the top and centre of the island, where the port town is based, from where we will board the ferry to Iceland.

End of dream.

In this interpretation I will start by breaking down the dream into its constituent motifs, and run free associations on them.

There is a preceding map, an idea of a journey – which implies a plan and a set destination it also represents an overview of a trip, which can symbolise knowledge of where I am going in life. This is particularly salient as I am taken somewhere else than what I had “mapped out”, which excites me although the expectation of having to go somewhere specific within a given time frame becomes a source of frustration and tension/restlessness.

The car is a solid and large station car, it is silver grey – the colour symbolising the silver grey snake-like pathway through space I frequently perceive in meditation, cannabis and psychedelic states also symbolising the spiritual cord often reported as seen in OBEs.

The car is a symbol of my body, it is in good shape and the fact that my dad has been relegated to the back seat can be an expression of our recent confrontations and my insights on how he has dominated the development of my low self-esteem though his parenting style. He is now put in the back seat, representing that I still carry him with me and care for his approval and love, yet this aspect is no longer the driving motivating psychic energy for my aspirations for life – such as “save the world and become super famous”, which is simply a conditioned tendency I have developed as I felt under appreciated and unseen as a child.

Steen is an old friend of the family, both my mum and dad – I associate to him that he recently helped me out with cheaply renting his summer house to me following an Ayahuasca journey where I wanted to stop smoking and I didn't feel for returning to my parents' house where I currently live right after. At this time he said to me that he sees how my dad communicates to people and told me that one would get insane living in that environment constantly, which felt extremely pleasant to hear as someone external with knowledge of my dad seemed to understand how hard it can be. Recently my mother expressed – in a sober state – that it can be extremely challenging for her to live in that and that friends of the family finds it a challenge to be around him as well. With Steen in the driver's seat I feel that I have taken a step towards taking control of my life and am grateful for the moral support of individuating myself from my dad, who has – without fault of his own or even consciously – dominated much of my life, through establishing uncertainty both with regards to a fragile self-esteem but also the messianic and grandiose drive to save the world to finally be worthy of his admiration and love. Steen represents a new found aspect of myself that is compassionate and understanding towards why I have turned out as I did as well as the drive to liberate myself from the clutches of my dad.

The rain outside symbolise a torrential state of affairs with regards to my emotions – since my last Ayahuasca journey it is as if a lid has been removed and my libido is now coursing freely upwards, which result in more passionate responses and an easier time setting boundaries. It could also symbolise the fact that I am expending a lot of emotional energy in response to external uncontrollable aspects of the world, which is reminiscent of the saviour complex alluded to earlier.

The ticket office could symbolise a public institution, such as the Health Authorities which I have recently been in contact with, with regards Ayahuasca. I might be approaching, or at least that is how I perceive it, a point where I am close to getting in trouble due to my enquiries, yet no harm is done yet. The whole point of issuing a ticket could represent my thinking on Ayahuasca's precarious legal status and potentially in the future thinking of a license model for practising, where the dream hints at that license is nothing that comes from the outside but an internal license, a calling (electronic ticket system).

The GPS and radio system is particularly interesting to me. The clatter represents conditioned thinking and the attention I pay to outward clues for finding out how to direct my life. However when I look closely the “ancient mother” (female GPS voice) is there and is capable of taking me in the direction I need to go. The trick is to ask and learn to listen for what is coming from within and ignore restrictions I put on myself based on external sources of esteem and approval.

The fact that I am concerned with the duration of the trip represents a problematic aspect of how I relate to life in an impatient way. I am lacking trust in life unfolding as it is supposed to. This is related again to the map I saw in the beginning of the dream, which representative of how I tend to construct expectations of how life SHOULD unfold and I am operating under an assumption that I need to go somewhere specific and I need to go there quickly. In essence this result in an escapist approach to life, where I am not allowing it to unfold on its own terms and cannot fully embrace and meet events in a curious, compassionate and open way.

The end of the dream I see the ocean and the beach sort of imaginatively overlapped onto the map with the black line. I take it to symbolise that I am still in the process of letting go of my tendency to construct expectations and narrow definitions of success, but I will shortly arrive at a position where I let go and let Life overcome me and simply concede to the abrupt changes that are about to happen, with excited anticipation and joy in letting whatever happens happen. The fact that it is a sailing trip could represent a recognition of the potent force of the collective unconscious, and my submitting the stubborn fantasy that I am in control and surrendering to the collective collected wisdom of the evolution of Life itself.

Reconstructing the meaning from associated and elaborated ideas.

So a potential message from the dream could be that I am still constructing expectations of where and how life should take me. This becomes a source of frustration when I run into unexpected opportunities and twists of fate.

My dad has been a source for grandiose and messianic ideation, due to his belittling and command-like style of communication, from where he will never explain why he commands, reminds, reprimands, but simply asserts himself in a supercilious tone of voice. Since we have widely different interests in life and he has proclaimed that he has no interest (or capacity) in trying to understand me I have since very early childhood developed these tendencies as a way to garner his approval, which is already there he has just never shown it in a way I could understand it when younger. The fact that he is relegated to the back seat symbolise that I am relegating the grandiose and very ambitious saviour identities – and associated expectancies – to a position where they are no longer “driving me”.

The downpour contrasted with the comfortable, sturdy and undamaged quality of the silver grey car, can symbolise the progress I am making with meditation, where I have found an easier time dealing with painful emotions, as well as physical symptoms. They aren't allowed to penetrate to my core and when I continue the exercise I will strengthen my capacity to sift out the “radio clatter” (which can also signify the attribution of value to others' judgement of me) and listen to the voice of my heart, represented here by the Anima archetype, my deity in prayer – Mother Gaia.

The ticket office close call could symbolise that I need to tone down my activities with certain authorities to avoid getting in trouble, especially because I already have an inner license to pursue my dreams.

The trip to Iceland represents where I am headed next, which isn't a literal journey, although that might be fun also. In fact it might be very useful as it is Steen guiding me, which could mean a pointer to a place of safe haven, which he provided following my last Ayahuasca journey. However I have also recently considered reading up on mythology to get a better understanding of the empirical data that underpins the theory of the archetypes. This journey serves as a pointer towards examining Nordic mythology and shamanistic/divination cultural history.

In short. With particular reference to the intention here I am being reminded that uncertainty is OK, cause if I try and envision or anticipate a direction I will form an expectation, which will lead to suffering when life takes me elsewhere. As long as I listen to my inner voice the direction is guaranteed, so I should just continue the work of being better at letting go of old ways of thinking and sharpen my attention on what matters instead of the clatter. Then a further dive into the Nordic mythology is in store.

D1 - At my parents house, and it's breakfast time in the kitchen. There is loads of stuff on the table ready to prepare for breakfast. I am annoyed that no one is making breakfast and is only sitting there.
I make some cereal but my sister spills it on the floor. I pick it up and go to the back door (which is actually the front door and is never used) and there is a large black dog/bull thing, rather menacing. I throw the cereal out the door (we used to feed food to the birds in our garden).

wbtb
D2 - On an island , I get to the end where there is a small hill next to the sea. On the hill is a person who asks to borrow 500 and then another 500. And I have long discussion with them.

VPN Presentation
I'm standing in front of a group of my coworkers preparing to give a presentation. My first Powerpoint slide is already on the screen. Before starting the presentation, I open with a brief prayer. My first slide covers why we should be using Linux. I describe how much Linux support has improved over the last few years, highlighting how easy it is now to use a presentation remote to switch slides. Now I've moved onto my main topic, how to use a dual VPN. I briefly discuss the benefits of a dual VPN solution then spend a few more minutes talking about security implications. On a new slide I show the results of running a few varieties of Rainbow Crack against both singe- and dual-VPN solutions. The dual solution is actually slightly weaker (averaging about 30%, with some algorithms as bad as 50% and others with almost no difference). Even so, the weaker security shouldn't actually make a difference in normal day-to-day workloads.

Now I'm answering questions from my coworkers. One of them starts rolling around on the ground in a strange attempt to demonstrate how a particular crypto algorithm works; when everyone stares at him dumbfounded, he just returns to his seat, but a few minutes later he jumps up saying that he's solved the problem.

It all started with a vision I had. I wasn't really there but more of a being on a higher plane of existence. What I saw was a little gnome in green clothes planting a seed into the ground. In an instant a tree shot out of the ground and rocketed into the skies until it was fully grown. Now I join the story and find the tree in a quite large garden. It was completely covered in golden leafs which looked really magical on its own. Just looking at it made me question the reality I just experienced and I became lucid.

Just out of curiosity I took of one of the leafs and felt really powerful all of a sudden, like I could manage anything with that leaf. My attention was drawn to a few balls on the ground and as I concentrated on them they slowly shifted their shape into something that looked a bit like a human except for missing body parts here and there. They started to walk very slowly and played with the remaining balls. When I turn around the tree has changed its position slightly. "It is magical afterall." I thought. "Indeed, it is magical and its leafs can allow one act of magic each." a voice said. Turning around again I saw a man who looked a bit like a wizard or something of the sort. He encouraged me to take another leaf and try again. Ha, how could I refuse? A well of unlimited dream power? Give it to me!
I thought about what to do next and decided to let it rain. I closed my eyes and opened my arms wide facing the sky. After a second the cool rain started to pour down on me. How pleasant. Well, the wizard was not so fond of it so we decided to go inside. I turned the transformed balls back to normal and went inside a house nearby. I asked how long the effect would stay and the answer was "As long as you wish. I have nothing to do today anyway so let it rain as much as you like."
What a wonderful source of power...

I actually had some great dreams last night, PLUS I remember some of them.

In one, there was a pregnant woman in a deep bathtub. She was going through something dangerous (?) and wanted to ensure her baby survived. I watched as the water hardened to ice. I heard the baby's heartbeat slow and then stop. There was a man, a doctor, beside the tub and I then heard his thoughts 'the child will live. It's too bad about the mother though'. My view zooms out and I see the water covered the woman above her nose and she drowned to death. The man was about to cut the baby out of the woman but then time sort of froze.

There was another man. He wanted to save the woman even though he had been shot. He reversed time until right before the woman died, then froze time so he could get her out of the water. The doctor could see the ripple though and was about to stop him.... and the dream ended.

Another dream was of me at the Kingdom Hall. A favorite Elder had returned and I was very happy to see him.

I dreamed one of the girls came into my room to take some milk (I have a mini-fridge in here).

Gah! I had one other awesome dream but I have forgotten it.

Oh yes, Fitbit: 5:49AM-2PM Restless 11 times for 2 hours 2 minutes. Total sleep 5hrs 2 minutes.

I was living inside an MMO. Everyone I knew was an npc or a player. We lived together in a decently large world, and would spend hours having fun. In the game, the processing speed meant that when we all got talking, we would quickly amp up the convo and speak for hours and hours real time in the blink of an eye. At the end of the convo it would summarize how much we talked about and how much time passed in the real world, usually minutes.

It began in some little private island instance, and I chilled in there for a while reading skill books and looking at the scenery, until I went to a cantina and had those crazy conversations. After that I went to a summer camp thing where we were playing hide and seek in this massive complex of docks and huts on the water, and a guy found me hiding under a bench with his flashlight. I jumped out and started strangling him because he said he does that all the time. I got spotted strangling, and everyone shunned me, so I left to a more primitive game where there were no people. It was basically mount and blade, and I chose to be a lone ninja, roving with a band of ninja warriors saving people.

Oh yeah, and the entire time I was playing as genji.

Just here to throw down some fragments I suppose.

First (two fragments?)
A brief dream that I was a swordswoman with an amazing glowing orange firesword, dressed in vibrant red. I was protecting another swordswoman in some sort of castle level in a video game. Specifically, there was a moment where she would be attacked by some warrior, and I would block the heavy blow with my sword. It was super amazing and epic and my character was rad as hell.

Later, I was playing this game with either my boyfriend or my brother, using xbox controllers. At this point, it shifted into a Lego version of the game. The other player was being the main character/swordswoman, and I was now a gunman.

And then (a dream)
Dreamed I was at some sort of restaurant with my father and sister. The place consisted of many buffet areas in a ring, with the floor sloping up and down as it went.

At first, I was just trying to grab food like they were, but I kept losing my plate somehow. There was also a moment where the little girl behind me, part of a large family, kept physically pressing up against me as she waited in line; even when I moved forward she would move with me, until I whipped around and practically snarled at her and her family to back off. (Part of me was thinking that this was sort of odd.)

After giving up on the actual buffet function of the restaurant, I started skating around the place. I was wearing clunky shoes that could slip along the hardwood floors as though I were skating, and I started using that to get around the place, effectively turning it into a racetrack. First, I was simply trying to keep up with my family as they navigated to various buffet areas, but soon I was simply racing around the place because it was fun.

And then the place turned into a sort of gaming level, where people could race around the ring with fake guns trying to hit as many targets as they could. My boyfriend was there suddenly, absolutely acing the level and having a great time, when suddenly the police burst in with a freaking SWAT squad, ostensibly because there'd been a shooting. I couldn't stop my momentum and ran right into a policewoman with my gun, and they were all saying to drop any weapons, but I sort of figured that since my gun was fake that couldn't be what they meant. At any rate, I ended up in handcuffs laying on the floor, and so did a ton of the other people at the restaurant-turned-gaming-spot-turned-site-of-a-possible-shooting. Even kids, as it turned out, were not exempt from being handcuffed and forced to wait.

They also put some sort of retainer in my mouth, which hurt my teeth (and felt just like my old orthodontic retainer), and then put some kind of rubber retainer in on top of THAT one, and added a rubber noseplug thing besides. I just let them do all this, trying to be the most peaceful, nonviolent person they had ever handled (and somewhat masochistic besides, but they didn't have to know that). They hadn't done a great job with the handcuffs, so I tightened them a bit myself so they would have absolutely nothing to complain about, and waited. And then they also blindfolded me, but since it was a dream it didn't really work.

After a while my boyfriend showed up, miraculously unhandcuffed considering his previous status as Champion of the Shoot-Things Contest. I managed to crawl towards him and get his attention, and once he was kneeling next to me holding my hand I felt nice and peaceful. And eventually the police were like YUP EVERYTHING'S COOL NOW and I was able to get rid of all the weird shit they'd put on me, feeling rather sore. I woke up with my teeth still hurting.

And also I just remembered (another dream)
An odd dream that I was some old man's hostage in his car. He was railing about things he was paranoid about, and I was figuring that I should play along until it was over, when I suddenly realized that he was driving us directly towards the ocean. I panicked slightly, but figured that once the car was underwater I would just leave by going through the window, and then we were rollling into the waves and the car went underwater and tipped over off a 10 foot drop in the sand. I panicked a bit more but figured once the car had landed I would still have time to swim to the surface.

Then this odd thing happened, where I was holding my breath but knowing that I didn't really have to hold my breath. It were as though I were watching a movie, and holding my breath along with the main character as they swam, despite knowing it was fake (and I even remembered during the dream that some people do this). I think I/the main character may have made it to the surface, but by that point it felt like I was imagining the whole thing, trying to hold it together—and still not knowing it was a dream for some reason.

Wow okay I remembered way more than I thought I would nice.

I'm in a group with 3 or 4 others, mostly from my family. We're on some journey, I think retreating from a place of higher danger.

There's a building up ahead, and I briefly enter it and look around to see if it's safe. It's not! I look around a corner and see an anime-style necromancer or the like (not sure the correct term). This increases my lucidity, and I exit the building planning an exit route (I'm not yet good enough at dream control to just make negative entities disappear or the like).

We rush off into the streets, and as expected, hear noises behind us of pursuit. We begin doing our best to form a counterattack, however since I'm not well practiced here, when trying to use my hands to build up power, it was represented by a weak, translucent orb between us, which grew with time but looked fragile. As anticipated, it actually broke from its fragility a few seconds in, and so by the time the enemy was upon us, we only had it slightly powered up.

We tried to use it to teleport us away, but it failed. (it did make a sound, though)

The enemy now holding our attention, we didn't have time, so I focused my thought inward and used a jolt of attention shifting to try to trigger a time freeze (to have the dream then fade to somewhere else). It... sort of worked. It successfully froze time, but only for the other members of my group (they were frozen a couple feet in front/to the side of me). Me and the enemy were still moving.

Seeing that it didn't help, I focused inward again, and did another attention jolt, this time with intent to just wake up completely. In a couple seconds it worked, and I then lay in bed recollecting the events. Unfortunately, I also fell asleep again... (as represented by the sleep period from 6:40-7:40 on the sleep graph)

Had a WILD this morning. Successfully created, summoned and interacted with dream character. Onward to more adventures! The dream character was morphing though. I guess my brain was like, "Who is this person?!"

I am at my uncle Dominic's house in West Palm Beach, Florida. The house has long, dimly-lit corridors in the dream -- corridors which do not look like this in reality. There are rooms off these corridors which are also unfamiliar. Guests are over for dinner. I don't know who these people are. I excuse myself to use the downstairs bathroom (there is no "downstairs" in his actual home). There are scorpions crawling around everywhere in the bathroom: all over the floor, on the shower curtain, in the bath tub. There is also a leak in the plumbing and water is pooling up on the ground. I am afraid that if I use the toilet, the bathroom is going to flood even more after I flush it.

I decide to go back upstairs to use the toilet there. On the way upstairs, however, I get sidetracked and venture outside where I run into his neighbor, an African-American lady sleeping on a hammock on her front porch. I awaken her to ask if she would like to have a new roof put on her house. The back of her house sports a beautiful Spanish-style tile roof; the front, however, is missing shingles and has no decking. It looks as though a tornado had destroyed it years ago and it was never fixed. She tells me she is interested. At that point, I remember I had to use the bathroom, so I tell her I can help her get a new roof, but first there was something I needed to do. As I head back over to uncle Dominic's, I notice I am completely nude (a missed dream sign). I am determined now to do two things: use the bathroom, and find my clothes.

As I enter into the house, I pass an Italian-looking guy who looks like he's in the mob. He is talking to my uncle in the kitchen, using his hands to gesticulate. An attractive older woman is standing next to him. I go upstairs and use the bathroom. While sitting on the toilet, I look around and notice all different kinds of clothes hanging from the walls: jeans, slacks, shirts, etc. All the articles of clothing are of the same color and pattern -- red and black striped -- and all the clothing is in pairs. As I am wondering what this means, a young kid enters and says he needs to get his clothes. His clothes are in very close proximity to me; some of the articles are even touching my legs and arms as I sit on the commode. As he collects his clothes, I try to help him by reaching out to the articles nearest to me. As I do this, other people begin entering the bathroom, including the Italian guy. He pulls up a chair opposite from me and tries to engage in conversation. Other men join in, and suddenly it seems all my uncle's guests are up here in the bathroom with me. I want to get up and flush, but am too embarrassed to do so, given the circumstances. My hands are covering my groin and I feel trapped. Fade out.

In this next fragment, I am seated in a restaurant with a group of friends. We are planning our night out on the town. A nagging thought keeps hitting me: My time would be better spent studying and preparing for my exams so I can fulfill the requirements needed to graduate (another missed dream sign). Two geeky guys are sitting across from me. They lean over and whisper in my ear that I if play some jazz guitar tonight, they'll hook me up with some girls looking for action. Dream recall fades. Dreamt 1/04/2017

Wild after 5 hours. melatonin before bed, galantamine after waking up.


I'm in my dining room near the back door. It's dark. I see A behind the bar of the kitchen. And realize she's still at work. I look at her and her face is weird, smeary. Huge clownish red lips. I say out lout. "Your face looks weird. Your face looks weird. your face looks weird" the first two seem ok but the last one is all mumbled and garbled.


New scene. I'm in an apartment, bright and white. There's a porno shoot going on. The man who is running the shoot is making weird demands of the girls and they seem uncomfortable. I ask him to leave and he does. We talk about how old school it was. We are gong to resume shooting after the talent goes tot are a break. There is a beautiful asian woman by the fridge and I ask her if she wants to fool around. She smiles and says "you know it" and goes to the back of the house near a bedroom. There's another woman standing in the kitchen with me and i walk over to her and start groping and kissing her a little. She's resistant so i leave her alone. I make way way to the back of the house and get to the bedroom I see the asian lady sitting on the bed and I ok at her and say "increase lucidity a few times. Same thing happens mouth like marbles. I rub my hands together to stabilize and get too excited. The dream fades into a display of fireworks.


I hold still and try to come back into the dream and catch a couple of brief glimpses but don't make it.


Hanging around in a living room watching a tv parade about the world ending. There are Elmo's an shit riding bicycles and holding signs about the world ending. Very brown room. TV is huge. I'm talking ito the people in the room about how weird it all looks and I'm saying I might be dreaming. I' do the nose pinch a few times and it's stuffy but I can breathe. I tell them the reason I know i am not dreaming is because I can breathe when I hold my nose. Then I'm like. Wait, that's not right. I check again and realize I am dreaming. I tell them, holy shit I am dreaming. They say how do you know? I say watch "I"m gong to jump into the TV."

Then I Jump into the TV like it's a portal. I turn around and see them a nd wave then I go flying. More of a jump at first and I'm floating around a bit and I look at my. Hands and make my fingers long then I make my long fingers sprout fingers.



I land I"m outside ina. Parking lot and an old shit car pulls up with pretty women. They want me to get in the car with them. One of the girls in the back seat is laughing the other is mad. I they tell me only one door works but then that's a joke. I tell them about the film festival and make a joke and one of them laughs I tell them I have a 20% success rate and they all laugh.





I'm hanging with with some giant football;; [layer dudes. They are moving furniture. One makes a comment that a big athelete type could help i with this crazy big couch. I start singing "it ain't me babe, no no no." But then i do help them move the couch outside.

16-Jan-2017 - 3xND fragments

- Fragments 1 and 3 forgotten - Fun fact about fr.1. I had it in mind, sit up, take pen/paper from the bedside table and forget what to write; it never came back
- I am discussing with colleagues about pricing of some specific products, I cannot report details

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17-Jan-2017 - Several ND/LD fragments + WILD: Jungle guerrilla
ND: I am using plants to defend an area
2:20 AM - I wake up, attempt WILD, fall asleep

FLD: Another similar fragment, using plants to defend, I am in a hotel, with many wooden doors. I am kinda aware this is not real
4:30 AM - WBTB, another unfocused WILD attempt, fall asleep

LD: (est. 5AM) - I am aware this is dream. I extract a small (50cm) Christmas Tree from a table, it's decorated with strings, balls and a pointed top. I place it on top of the table, shoot rays / balls from it to repel small and grey humanoid assailants

Wake up 6:05 AM, I know I have little time to 6:30 work alarml, but I attempt WILD and I am successful
WILD: After short visualization, LD stabilizes.
I start in an army training center. I go to a metal locker, open it, find a camo suit, wear it (on top of my clothes I guess), then look at myself in the door's mirror. My face looks kinda deformed, then it becomes normal.
I find an officer / trainer who provides me an automatic rifle, I play with lock / fire mode selector, then an automatic handgun. Again, I play with magazine, loader (english?), this further stabilizes dreamworld

The officer tells me I have a mission to recover some secret document from a heavily guarded enemy base
I will first go through the jungle with a group, then I should leave my heavy equipment to them, and rely on my powers
He invites me to check my knife, it's strapped to my left leg
<JUMP>
I am on a boat with 5 or 6 comrades, going upstream in a river in the middle of a thick jungle
There is a low wooden bridge above the boat, when we pass below it, a guy appears and drop a bucket of ice cold water on us
I think that to be an ambush it's especially mild.
However, one of my comrades gets incapacitated. We stop the boat, I walk up the steep river bank, there are a couple of wooden shacks which look empty; I use infra-red view to scan the interior of the closest shack, it's confirmed empty. I turn around me, a scan on a house farther away reveals few red-glowing human figures.
I signal my comrades to take the injured guy in, then I move in direction of the enemy.

I decide to become invisible. I watch both my arms disappear, then I look down seeing nothing of my body.
I walk to the occupied house, do a super-jump and land on the roof. I melt/phase through the roof tiles, seeing the interior, then land inside the house, still invisible. There is a guy wearing a fluffy white jacket, looking out of a window, pointing a rifle.
I think that they have made us no harm, they look like poor fighters, so I will avoid killing them.
I get very close to him, suddenly take his left leg, hold and lift it up, breaking it. He shouts in pain.

Another guy comes close, and punches the place I am. I feel his punches going through my face. This is a surprise, I meant to be invisible, not totally transparent...
I move a bit to the side, he's still hitting air. I think about some creative way to harm him but not kill him.
I transform into a tiger. I feel my body change shape, and walk on all four.
I get close, give up my invisibility, and quickly assault him again on the leg, chomping it.
He too screams from pain and shock, I think it's fair, he just saw a tiger appear out of thin air and bite him !
Then I regain human form and exit the house.
<JUMP>
I am walking in the thick jungle. I see two enemy soldiers when they are very close (<2m), they see me at the same time
I immediately shrink down to the ground, I see the leaves enormous around me. I may be ant-sized.
A heavy boot passes next to me, I jump on it, and walk up the soldier's uniform, until I reach the collar.
Then for some reason I think the best thing to do is stinging him in the neck with my arse, and that's what I do.
Then I quickly move out of the way, where his hand slaps his neck. He stops walking, in pain.

I land on the other soldier, I look in the face and it's a beautiful girl, with black hair and sharp face features, but very nice looking. I am very surprised by this. I tell her not to worry, I will not hurt her. I ask her name, I see his mouth from very close distance saying the word "Rachele". Unfortunately just after this, work alarm rings.