The Dream Magic Experiment

I was in a house. Not sure whose. There were a lot of people. There were also a lot of food. I think I cooked some of the food. There was pancake with eggs on top packed inside a wrap. A woman showed it to me, while the other one beside her was eating. I think they were asking for more of the food.

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Notes:

- 1:00 a.m. - 7 a.m., alarm
- Slept listening to Sam Harris' 26-minute meditation audio

I was in a school building on the second or third floor (felt like high school building during senior year). The lights were off and it was night. I looked outside the window. On the ground floor, I saw a guy looking up at me. He's familiar (but not in real life). I had a fleeting memory of him and me doing something and then I think I ditched him for whatever reason. He promised (to himself?) that he'll be there looking at me at night until he gets an explanation.

I sighed and went down to talk to him. I had to go down the other side of the building because there were no stairs on that side. I didn't experience walking down the stairs. When I reached the ground floor and about to go to the other side of the building, I bumped into a guy I met before (not in real life), a guy I like. He was smiling while we were talking. We talked a bit, but we were separated by crowds while we were talking. I loved his smile. My uncle (familiar but not sure who in real life) started moving a TV on wheels into one of the classrooms. I helped him out and totally forgot the guy who was staring up at me.

I was inside a HUGE sandbox, the size of football fields. Around it were one-level buildings/houses and walls. I was riding some sort of motor-run vehicle that runs on the sand as if it was water/ice (jet/snow ski?). I was "jumping" (using the vehicle) over the structures using the speed as momentum. I had a vision, however, that I was still boxed in, with the farthest ends blocked by higher structures.

Somehow, I was able to exit. I was in the entrance/exit area of my high school (DBTI). The color/mood was greyish and gloomy, like it's about to rain really hard. I stopped by a mobile hot dog stand. For some reason, the seller gave me an extra hot dog. The other buyers wanted extra too, but he said they pay for the extra.

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Notes:

- I went to sleep around 3 a.m.
- Woke up around 10-11 a.m.

Color: Grey

I was near a overpass over a two-way street. I wanted to cross. Or did I already cross? I was waiting for a jeep.

I took a jeep somewhere. Now I want to go back. I went back via a jeep. I asked the jeep to stop under the overpass but the driver didn't stop until a few meters later, saying that it's not allowed there. Then he said something about crossing the street. There's a pedestrian lane where he stopped, but I thought of crossing via the overpass.

I walked back to the overpass. I saw a siopao store.

6:19 am

I was in the MRT, or near the MRT. I was going to go through the mall but it looks like it's still too early so they're closed. I lined up. I ended up somehow in a donut store. I bought some food/coffee. I was talking to someone while I was sitting down and I said good bye or something. The woman in front of me said something in our local dialect, and I was surprised so I asked her if she's from Negros. She said we met in Philcoa before.

I was walking along a path. I was going somewhere, but the road/path might be dangerous. I went ahead anyways.

NOTES:

* I slept around quarter to 1 a.m.
* I woke up earlier and I thought I was already awake. I went back to sleep while trying to remember dream (or thinking of blank space).
* I thought it's already around noon, when I usually wake up. I was pleasantly surprised to find it's still 6 a.m.

Sept. 3, 2013

Chowking, a fastfood resto. I was ordering food from our hometown. I was going out with a bunch of people near the beach.

There's a line of tables and chairs for eating. The left side is for straight guys, the middle line is for gays, and the one on the right is for girls. I was going around, talking to everyone and anyone, but I think only with the straight guys. 'Fran?'

I was near the beach, elevated a few meters above the sea level. A calamansi plant grew on the salty waters near the cemented elevation (reminds me of the bridge in our hometown). It grew tall and reached a little beyond the elevation, but I heard or knew that the taste is bitter.

Sept. 1, 2013

I was in college. School exam. I missed the two days of exam, but I didn't really care. It's like, okay, I missed it, moving on.

Logging in on a computer. "Fee pe." I keep writing the wrong password or wrong name.

I was eating. I became Ray. An aunt arrived (around 60 years old and above, unfamiliar face). She barely acknowledged him/me (watching as third person). We ate food. She liked the food (nilaga) that I cooked. There was another woman with her, longer hair, same age. I invited her to eat, she just said it's okay, she's full, apparently from eating somewhere else prior. She looked bored, or maybe looks down at me.

I was in our hometown. I was online. Suddenly, mom asked if I can buy something (food called laswa) from the store. I exploded, asking why she's asking me to do this when she just came from the store this morning. She replied calmly and reasonably that they don't cook it that early, and they should have it by now. I was still mad, wondering aloud why buy that particular food in the first place. I replied that I'l just finish something on the computer or Twitter, and I was also eating.

I hurried to finish something on Twitter because I felt that she's going to leave already. I went out to find she did. I angrily said that I said I'll just finish whatever I was doing. It was afternoon. Found my sister and asked about mom. It was night. Found mom still within ear shot at the corner, and called out to her. She paused and looked back, asking what is it. She looked unsure and went back. I also wondered why my sister was there, and since she's there, why didn't she buy the food. Mom arrived. We talked. I asked sister if she has work. She said something about resting and a buy-back scheme with her work, that after she worked a number of years (five?), she can rest for a bit (vacation?), and store the value of her work. She can then just return for her work in the future, or the company can buy it from her for a certain amount. I thought of a way to make it a good investment scheme.

Slept around 3 pm
Woke up around 6:20 pm

I am in a fight. I have allies as well. There are other humans fighting. I realize that we were fighting some sort of entity. He divided himself into several people. I did as well. I overcome each, subdued, and absorbed them. It's very colorful and realistic. Each person looks different though. It's not like Naruto's kage-bunshin.

Finally, I go to face the main man. He looks buff, and he looks like Cell or Majin-buu. The colors turn almost Dragonball-like, except it's brighter and still realistic. His body was facing the other way, but his head is turned to the right. We fought. He became some sort of skull-headed humanoid. It's night. He was transforming again, but I used a cloth, and from behind him, I tied it (by accident) along his nose. He died and shattered.

My allies told me that it's the only way to defeat him. Otherwise, he would just transform. I laughed how blocking his nose would kill him when he could have breathed through his teeth. Creeping realization that I'm supposed to get something from that. I laughed it off with a kid.

I'm in a mall with LR. We're eating. I'm reading a book and I cross-referenced to the internet. I saw flood everywhere online. Even our area in Sampaloc. I'm not sure how far or close we are from Sampaloc, but the dry places look more like islands surrounded by water. I told LR we should check Katipunan. Seems dry, but not sure how to get there with the flood. He double checked the internet, doubting my words. He confirmed it. But I was finally starting to doubt. Was the date correct?

Some people heard us. A few wondered what the number was to call something. LR provided the number written on a book. Or rather, he wrote it on a book. It's something like 1-1-1-1, although there might be a few more numbers before it. The woman thanked him and went on the phone booth to call.

I ate something I didn't like, so I went downstairs to find a place I can unload whatever was the contents of my mouth. I looked around and doesn't look like there's a place I can release. Somehow, I did. I saw some homeless people, and people busy on the street. I think parts of the flood is starting to appear here. I went back up. I was in a hurry, and there was another woman and a guy in hurry going up as well.

A ghost story. It's like a movie. Somebody is telling me the story and I watch it unfold in front of me in real time. It's a girl and a couple of adults in a Western culture (America, perhaps?). Not sure what the plot was, but I think the girl was the ghost.

Somehow, I have to undergo the same process, and help others choose the right path. It's night, and I can see bar-graph-like objects, where I should pin a thumbtack with a thread on it, from left to right. Somehow, the height level of each pin is important. I tried pinning it as high as I can, but there's no bar-graph to pin it to. I tried anyway, and it automatically went down to the highest possible point, although it's lower than where I "pinned" it on air. It was still hanging on air, not on the bar-graph. Next problem is that the thread might be too short to reach to the end on the right.

NOTES:

MILD "I am lucid in my dreams."
ADA
Sandalwood incense

8:19 am

I woke up with the name "Kenneth Wynecott," and an image of a cute puppy

9:23 am

I am in a mall's food court with RR and HQ. I was worried that I missed work. We were talking about how some people don't go out of the area during their one-hour lunch break because going out is too far. They explained how it's not, but that's if you have a car.

Slept: 11:35 pm
Woke up: 5:02 am

The thought came to me as I woke up: "The only teacher is experience."

I was in college. I was hanging out with some friends. We were looking for a place to hang out after. It's night. Or maybe 3 am.

I passed by the school's food court/cafeteria, and saw a classmate who was careless and she dropped a whole plate of palabok, a noodly meal. I cringed at the wasted food, and I moved on to find my own food.

I saw some Archie comics there, and I really wanted to borrow and read them. But I don't want to be distracted. I saw one that shows them in the snow, Archie, Betty and Reggie.

I 'finished' reading it, and I was in a different location. Some sort of garage. I felt like we're preparing for a battle, or had a battle.

I was traveling, either to Dumaguete or to Manila. I was in a Ceres bus terminal. The place Bais also went to my mind. Solimar was there, when we were in the bus terminal's comfort room. Mood/Theme: faded yellow and black. Night.

I was part of a sports team. Not sure what sport. There were a lot of us. It was after a game, or some time after a game. The coach will treat us to a restaurant. We're not sure what restaurant, so we opted for Mang Inasal (I'm not sure if it's called that in the dream). Coach ordered a "bucket" of chicken inasal, but I find it too small. And there's no rice. I wanted rice, so I ordered my own meal of chicken inasal with rice.

I was on the airport. An airplane. I was going to Manila. The mood changed from dull yellow to sunny day.

I was with people, and there was a fight using magic. There were also robots joining in the fray. Some use stuff like kamehameha, etc. After some time, we're just hanging out. I went to look for an eatery nearby, and found one. The place looked like we're in an island of sorts.

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Dreamsigns:

Fight (I rarely do)
Magic
robots