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Delivered

I step into a large, empty lift.

Doors close but I can't see any buttons to press. Lift ascends a long way and doors open to a very spacious floor, light grey/silver. I don't want that floor because it's too high. I want ground floor because I want the real open spaces of outdoors.

Lift descends. I see buttons on lift mechanism, Square, metal buttons. I press one hoping I don't break the mechanism. I push it with my finger but it keeps going and falls out the other side.

Now I have a pleasant ventilation hole where the button was.

The lift is becomming transperent. It also is not descending but moving straight ahead, forward.

This feels right.

Then the lift slows and stops and dissappears.

I am standing barefoot on green broken glass but it doesn't hurt.

I'm on a wide light grey stone street before very wide steps leading up to a very large light grey stone building. Many people around.

I see a mature short womam with a small contraption on her. I know she was the lift.

I try to go to her to talk with her. I like her but she turns kindly to me and I say "Even the Best of Friends must Part"

It felt like she spoke her thoughts through me.

She had delivered me now she (as a lift) wanted to deliver others.

I went looking for a YouTube and found this:

Wally Cox - There's a Yavern in the Town. (2:17) 24,078 views

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1V_K...e_gdata_player

THOUGHTS/COMMENTARY
DREAM

I had the first dream a few nights ago, but I did record it in my physical DJ. The second dream I had before I woke up this morning.

I was hanging out with my friend Dalton, and for some reason his side was hurting. Or rather his ribs. There was a girl with him who seemed to act the role of a girlfriend, even though in real life he's single. We were in a classroom setting just hanging out, but no one had the intention to help my friend about his side. Later we met up with another girl from work, and I ended up in her car. Then I woke up.

I only recall being in a living room with my friend, Jamal, and we were playing a "Sonic the Hedgehog" video game. Apparently a NEW game came out for the SEGA Genesis which featured a large array of different hedgehogs to choose from. Later on my step-mother, from my early childhood, walked in the room and started playing games with my friend and myself.

Both dreams were vivid in terms of what people looked like, but not much of the setting was too noticeable.

ok so its been a while... most memorable moment last night was standing overlooking a field with my bro. it felt like a new place for us to call home. like we were out looking for some land or house to live in. to my left was a big church type building lining the field. in front of us i noticed that the land was bordered by quite a wide river which was great to see. it flowed right to left all along my vision with a channel cut going away from us which funneled some of it into a large lake system. we ran down the slope of the hill and started kicking a football around. i was trying to keep the ball under my control, but it was very difficult. not quite wading in treacle but definitely one of those sticky moving dreams where your feet feel like lead.

dreamsigns missed: river, football, amazing scenery

Sleep Time: 11:20 p.m - 5:52 a.m

Night Drive and a Kitty
I'm driving somewhere. It's dark out which I find odd because it is early in the afternoon. I notice the stars are very clear.

Dream Jump: I'm adopting an 8 month old orange tabby named Freddie.


Sleep Time: 7:30 a.m - 9:50 a.m

Strange School
I'm subbing at some random school. I'm not scheduled to work, I just walk into different classrooms..

(Deep Dream State) Raven and I are astride two great armored war-horses on a mountain overlooking an ocean and a small town. The dwellings are mud domes with vines growing over them. We are Dark Elf Paladins. Her armor is black and gold. My armor is crimson and gunmetal green. The scene reminds me of a place in another lifetime, a past life perhaps? I get a vague image in my head of a shore on another planet…
“Nomad?” Raven asks. “Are you paying attention?”
“Apologies, my sister.”
“I was saying how lovely it is to return home to the land of our mothers. Shit! Look yonder!”
I shapeshift my eyes into the eyes of a hawk, and spy in the distance a band of orcs riding winged wargs. A rush of wind, and we are skyborn. Our horses’ wings beat like spirit drums as we gain altitude above the orcs.
One of them is shouting… Shit, they have a hostage, a small elf girl. I cast my chaosring’s energy behind the orc, and my astral pet, Jo appears behind the orc, in the form of a zombie crocodile bull terrier with eight legs. He bites the orc on the back of its neck. The orc screams in pain, and drops the hostage. We nose dive to gain speed, then swoop up and grab the girl. We soar over the town, and then alight in the square. I set the girl down on the ground. I look up to see Raven casting a shield spell over the town.
Raven and I fly through the blue transparent magical field and into the fray. Giant Eagles have joined us in the fight against the Winged Warg Riders. They pull the orcs off the Wargs and drop them. Our horses breathe fire and acid on the orcs. The orcs that are left retreat. We return to the town to find the townspeople killing an orc that made it into the town before the shield went up. We land in the square and dismount. I feel dizzy. Raven looks at me concerned. “Nomad?”
“Huh?” Why does Raven have violet skin and yellow eyes? Why is her hair white? I look at my hands. I have lavender skin. I touch my ears. Pointed. I pinch my nose. I can’t breathe through it.
“Raven. This is real. This is not a dream. We are incarnate in another dimension.”
She smiles at me, and a tear runs down her face as she steps softly to me, and whispers, “I know.” I feel myself going out of body, and I faint, falling into her arms. I hear Xaphor laughing somewhere, and all goes black.

I awake, but I am nowhere… I recognize this place, this nowhere place. Nothing to see, or feel, or touch, just blackness, but I hear a voice… in my head? Xaphor?
Yes, brother.
Where am I, Dream Guide?
You know where you are, brother.
The Great Black Void.
Yes. You are in the Eye of the White Fish of Babalon. All Empires crumble, brother. So will your Empire on the Moon, and All will and Is and Was One, Here and Now in the Great White and Black Voids which encompass the All-ness of All and the One Ness of Nothing, the Interconnectedness of All the Things, and the Beauty of Sentient Individuality. You can’t breathe, you don’t exist. You are so tiny, tinier than an electron, now brother. Your significance on earth is a reflection of the significance of all life. All life is sacred. All life is dying. We are circling back to the center of the lemniscate, so don’t jump off the crazy train yet. The interdimensional War of the Ages is just getting started, and I see balloons in the future lots and lots of balloons.
“What?”
Xaphor’s draconic laughter echoes in my head as I awake. I am lying in a bed somewhere… I see Raven sitting on a stool, looking at me. “I thought you were about to wake up. You’ve been asleep for three days.” Raven is wearing a dress of a woven plant fiber… and she has violet skin and pointed ears. I look at my hands. Elf.
“Raven, how are we here? Did we leave Otherworld permanently?” I panic.
“Relax brother, here drink some water.” I drink, and take a deep breath. “I don’t think it works that way. I don’t really know that much about Otherworld, but I know it’s a nice place, something like this, but the magic is… twisted?”
“We had a Mission… I think? I am supposed to go back there through a dream, and do something… I can’t remember.”
“Hmm… that’s interesting. I like this world, I think, so much better.”
A portal opens in front of us. Mosh is talking to us through it. He says the Green Moon is under attack. Raven and I morph into Queen of Night and Timelyst Knight, then jump in the portal. We tumble out into the sky above the Green Moon. Moon Orcs attacking us?
A fireball narrowly misses us. “Jus fer fun, laddy! Ye need ter sharpen yer skills, boy! An axe spins through the air at me, and I repel it with a wind spell. Raven and I laugh and leap into the fray. Mosh morphs into a great Naga and breathes green flame on the orcs. After a few minutes of battling, the orcs say they’re hungry, so we create a feast in the jungle.
The Moon Orcs (or Russian Dreamhackers) tell us the Underground is even stronger and they have been finding more Dreamwalkers. They tell me the KGB is always watching them, but they don’t care anymore. If they die, they are going to live on the Moon.

No recall.

Public Service Lesson

My sister is carrying some food, walking towards us. Maybe a pound of PB&J slides out of her food and lands on the sidewalk. Gross. But of course she doesn't even pause to consider picking it up. My mom takes the opportunity to grab a paper towel and clean it up for her, at the same time giving her a verbal lecture about being a good citizen. Obviously, my sister's heard all of these things before, but Mom gives the explanation as though she's talking to a small child. I think that's a good way to do it--subtly imply that anyone except a small child should already know these rules. Mom finishes the lecture by pointing out that if any food gets stuck on the rim of the trash can while you're throwing it away, you should wipe off the trash can as well.

Private Investigator

I'm in a diner, talking to a suspect. I'm trying to trick him into admitting something. I know that he knows that's what I'm trying to do, though, so I'll have to be doubly clever. We're walking around the building, through various rooms, when someone body-checks me into a counter. In a threatening voice, he says I've been talking to too many Asians. Obviously, he wants me to stop asking so many questions. I walk toward the front of the diner. A manager sits at a table there, talking to someone else. It looks like they're doing a drug deal, except they're exchanging magazines.

Frags:

• "election results"
• During the morning, I'm walking around doing various things, all of which must be completed by a specific time in the afternoon. When I check my watch, I realize that it's already past 11:00--much later than I thought it was.

I saw from a very high vantage point many railway lines, where trains slowly switched. A man had planted bombs under the tracks, and I saw when they exploded how trains were toppled, people scrambled and trains vainly continued moving on. At one point, people actually managed to somehow push a train upright and cram back in, only for there to be another bomb. Next, my view changed and I was on a high platform watching people truying to avoid gunshots, in what looked, seemed like a maze, and I willed that the people I liked would stay away from vulnerable spots. I saw in detail how the man had prepared his attack and the arsenl he used.

Finally, it was the aftermath and few people dared go in public, but I was in a complex of buildings when I heard bangs and left with a man who had military experience, who would surely be the best hope for escape. We needed to move through a corridor which had glass window panes for walls pretty much, and as I clung to the bottom, knowing the wooden part of the wall could not conceal me, I saw the man with his gun in his hand. He could so easily look and see us...

The dreamsigns were railway tracks and bullets, which both reoccur infrequently. I think hearing fireworks may have suggested guns and bombs to me. I can't call it a nightmare because there wasn't much of an aura of fear, most dreams of this kind are like that though. I'm not in harm's way in nightmares as often as not.

Details
cool down - 10PM - 11PM
sleep start - 11:25PM
wake up with trouble getting back to sleep - 4:20AM galantamine + choline
could not get back to sleep up for 50m
lucid dreaming - 5:15AM to 7:40AM even during light sleep, 2 lucid experiences