Morning of May 2, 2015. Saturday. In the first part of my dream, I find myself going into a bank while I believe my intentions were to enter a grocery store - though it takes a short time to consider my intent. I seem to be two or three blocks west of my (deceased) sister’s Loomis Street house though all of the buildings are seemingly unknown (fictional). After a short time, I realize that I can become invisible and perhaps take what I want. I actually become invisible while standing there (and there are no other customers) but the tellers (behind a large and fully open counter area) do not really react (at least not in any vicarious fashion). I go to the east side of the room (even though, again, the building is unfamiliar yet in a familiar area on Gillette Street in La Crosse and with a recognizable directional orientation) and find a more secure room that is off limits to the public. A male is seated behind a desk but because I am invisible, I walk over to the mostly empty rows of shelves (or so it seems at first) and explore. The male leaves the room and I pick up some large silver coins, which include at least one Australian fifty-cent coin and one Australian twenty-cent coin (even though, again, I am in America and do not really think about this). I incorrectly reason that I have a dollar with these two coins together but it is actually seventy cents. However, I take many more silver coins and leave the bank, still unseen. I walk easterly and just before I get to the Loomis Street alley (which runs north and south) a post office jeep turns from the alley (very unlikely) and drives toward me. It then tips over on its side farther onto the sidewalk than I am walking because of a rather odd attempt to avoid both me and a car coming from the other way (though this could certainly not happen in the real world). The scene seems to play out in a sort of unusual slow motion. No one seems to be hurt and I keep walking, turning south into the alley. It turns out that my wife Zsuzsanna and family and I now live in the Loomis Street house, though it is much different inside. What used to be the “junk room” (as my sister called it) but is actually a bit like an enclosed verandah is here similar in structure to a room in our present house on W street, including the wobbly floorboards. Not only that, there is a large room directly beneath in a supposed basement, but of a living room quality and illogically (and likely wrongfully) perceived at this point as being of the first floor at ground level, and the kitchen I am in being possibly on the second floor. There is a small square opening in the floor of the room I am looking into but it is only big enough for a small dog or cat to get through. In fact, I worry that our two cats (fictional, as they are not the same breed as ours in reality, one being a ginger tabby, another a calico, I think) will soon fall through that hole - as they are also in the room with my wife and I also see a guinea pig running around on the floor near the hole. Our two cats soon fall through. Looking down, which seems at least ten feet, I first think I see blood on the tip of the tabby’s tail, but this turns out to be a misconception. The two cats look up at me and I report to my wife that they are both seemingly okay. My wife seems “trapped” on the other side of the room (even though there is an outside door on her side - though that would only be the case if rendered correctly in-dream) but carefully walks over in my direction near the doorway, as the floorboards become more and more wobbly and problematic to walk on and I worry the floor may collapse completely (though this does not seem to happen after she exits the room). I make a mental note that the room needs to be closed off. Later, I seem to return to the bank to invisibly take something else; some sort of large silver horse head (from the same room as the coins), probably about five inches long but apparently worth near a thousand dollars or more. I notice the house is looking much more like the Barolin Street house when I return to put what I have taken in a secure spot somewhere.
AWAKE/NOTES DREAM SEMI-LUCID LUCID I did the bonus task of the month! I am actually pretty happy that I was able to accomplish this so quickly. Lately my lucids have been longer and more fun, and actually, this is the forth lucid dream in a row. It took me more than a week to do last month's basic task (and I was too late, haha) but I did this one the night I found out about it. Anyways, I'll stop blabbering. It is my first day in university. I am sitting at a desk and we are being taught something. We are given lots of money - it is for some work we did - there are multiple 20 dollar notes and some 50 dollar notes and 10 dollar notes. I am probably still in uni. We were given an assignment. I talk to some girls that are in that room. I think I am semi-lucid at this point. I walk out of that room with some of my friends and I pass a mirror, which I look at. I look completely normal. I try to make my hair shorter in the mirror so I can see how I would look with that haircut. It doesnt work so I just continue walking, losing lucidity. I am at the shops with my friend who moved to a different city in waking life. It feels like she has been here for at least a week. Later in the dream, we are at the school library and we are talking about something. We are sitting near the bathrooms. A guy I think saw earlier in the dream walks out of the female bathroom. He apologizes to my friend and I, which confuses me because we weren't the people in the bathroom. He goes into the male bathroom, which is basically a glass box in the middle of the library with some toilets in it and a sink, and I think, he should have used the female bathroom because this is not even a propper bathroom. I realise that weird/unhygenic bathrooms are my dreamsign so I do a reality check, and although the first one fails, I am already lucid so at this point I am just doing reality checks to test them, not the dream. I walk outside. I see my little brother there and he looks upset. He tells me its because he can't do the assignment we got in universty properly and is going to get into trouble (he is 9 though, and looked that age in that dream so I don't know why he even got that assignment). I tell him not to worry and offer for him to fly with me. He agrees. I grab his hand and we fly off. There is a big pool of water there and we fly above it, almost touching the water. It is a bit hard for me to support both of our weights so I tell him to spread his arm like wings and we both fly around. I lose control a little bit a few times and go into the water, but it is stll fun. I think the dream fades out at one point. I still imagine myself in the water and I look up when I am at the bottom. I swim up. This is either a very faded dream or a vivid daydream. Eventually I am in the dream again. I shout "clarity now!" (a bit quietly though as I don't want to wake everyone up in case I am not fully in the dream and shout in waking life) and everything becomes more clear. I am still near that pool of water. There is a river nearby. It is not very wide - just around 5 meters accross. I remember the TOtM, so I try to waterbend the river. It doesn't work well at all, but I saw that the water wobbled a bit. I try to control a small blob of water and eventually am able to do at least that. This is a bit weird because I was much better at waterbending the other day. I then try to split the water in the river in half and it actually starts to work. I move the two halves away from each other and the right half is now completely gone but there is still some water flowing from the left side. I try to get rid of it, but by the time I almost do, the right half starts coming back. I decide that this is the most I'll be able to do with this river in this dream, but I feel like this was a pretty sad attempt for a bonus task, so I decide to do some fire-bending instead. Behind me are a couple of trees up a small hill, but I dont want this to be a sad attempt too and try to find myself an actual forest. I tell myself that once I fly up, ill see that behind this hill is a big forest. I fly up and see plenty of trees to burn. I land back on the ground. I try summoning a fire in my hand. Nothing happens. I cup my hands and put them together (as if you just caught a flying insect in your hands) and try to summon a fire in there. I opened my hands carefully and saw a tiny, white flame, just a little bigger than a rice-grain floating above my palm. I started making this flame bigger (I doubt that it would have been able to set anything on fire before) and it grows until I have a big fireball around half a meter in diameter. I drag it behnd me as if it is a balloon on a string, setting every tree I pass on fire. After some time, I look around and see that there is no tree around me that isn't burning. I decide that my job here is done and remember the goal I wanted to do after I do the TOtM - get a dream guide. I fly off. The sun is now setting and the clouds look beautiful. There is a red glow everywhere. Around are what look like buildings being constructed. There is constructon happening over the big pool of water too. For some reason there is a slightly unsettling atmosphere. I fly and see some mordern buildings with apartments. I fly into a room that is empty. I try to spawn a dream guide, a character that I've seen in my past dream. I notice that a person - my clone - is standing on the other side of the room. It is also trying to spawn someone. I tell it that it is an inaccurate clone (it was a bit skinnier than me) but it gets upset and shoves me. I stand there for a few seconds, looking at my clone. I suddenly wake up. It is almost 6am, which is the time I usually wake up, so I guess that's why I woke up so suddenly.
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I looked down up a huge swell from Chapmans peak and tried to get into my wetsuit as fast as possible as the sun went down. We where on the corner above the road on a multi coloured conveyorbelt at "Imvumvu's" hang out, which was open to the elements.I thought it would be better not to put on booties to save time but then remembered the treacherous rock path below that could cut my feet up. A Cristiano Ronaldo look alike was also on his way down to enter the water. When I looked the sun had practically set,and i doubted we could go surf...also worrying about sharks.
2015-05-02 00:30 (about) bedtime mental journaling only during night 1 Opti-Men multi-vitamin at bedtime remee on (didn't notice anything even during wakings) + a guy is pouring bourbon/scotch, I see the amber liquid filling several tumbler glasses. he's saying this is the good old stuff, from the early 1900's, before they started using machines to make the alcohol. The scoutmaster DG is there, I think about his kids: GG and JG, I think about saying how I remember that GG was a prof at XXXX university but that was the last I knew of him. I think how I remember JG was a young kid but he's only a few years younger than me, so he's now in his late 40's. On the ground in this house are some highly decorated water ramps between levels, water can flow from one level to another this way. + house: inaccessible higher level standing on a stairway the upper levels are disconnected the stairs to not go all the way there. Go to a room, there's a young girl with a record player that is playing really loudly, her mother comes by. There are a bunch of kids and they're all involved in playing out some story + football: incomplete pass: the receiving jumps way up, reaches for the ball over his head, he catches it at first and the momentum of the pass bend his arms behind his head with the ball, but he drops it. The next play, this is our last chance, I tell the other players, "no matter what, don't stop for anything! Don't stop for anything", we start the play and I run and jump over a low chain-link fence, into a house, my teammate is there with the ball, we've scored a touchdown! I ask him, what happens if they built a house in the end zone, if you run in to that house and into the laundry room, does it count as a touch down? He says yes it counts. + Sitting on a public table outdoors in an area a little bit below the level of the sidewalks which go by on each side. The table is covered with papers and books like dictionaries. I'm working my finances? One paper has large numerals written on it (1900?) that represents my salary. Dad's cousin GL walks by on the left sidewalk, sees me, says hi, her older relative is astonished at my salary, GL tells her "they make more money now than they did in the olden days." GL's daughter, my cousin KR walks by on the right, sees me, and gives me an approving look. + I'm rifling through the (white pages) of a huge thick old-style phone book. I think I come across a list of the parks in SF. I say "You know why I like SF? Because it has so many parks." I think about my favorite park [false memory], I say "The 'Heights' park is my favorite in SF", and a girl there says "Yeah it's my favorite, too!" I imagine that park, with wide open play areas. + I'm in a house, there's a hot rod outside on the street whose entire top part bounces up and separates from the bottom chassis. Inside, the clothes washer keeps breaking down from one component that continually needs to be taken out and reset (woman tenant does this), I think I should buy a new one, I should get Maytag since they work well and don't have such problems, then I look at the washer and notice that it is a Maytag. The man tenant offers to pay part of the cost but I think he shouldn't, I'll take care of it. +(f) very strong (illegal) alcohol, gets stronger every year +(f) workaholic guy goes to work, should stay home & be with family, NSFW top view of him going to town orally on his wife (displayed live on a big billboard) + we're doing something illegal, I'm not part of the gang, I'm just there, should I put away my instrument or use it as a distraction if the authorities arrive? A creepy weird old guy wearing many layers of coats emerges from a closet, I think I've seen this guy before (from a previous dream?) "whom I remember from before" [false memory] came out of a closet, a "drugged" guy is lying on the ground his face is colored like "two-face" split down the middle, white on the left, red on the right. I'm watching his face and trying to figure out what's going on with him.
Updated 05-02-2015 at 10:08 AM by 65364
2nd May 2015 I walked the dirty streets of India with a young local, yet westernized girl. We chatted nonchalantly and as we stepped off the pavement I noticed a gold coin that had a half moon cut out from the top. The girl immediately notified me of its high value. A local man with his family noticed all of this and offered to purchase it from us. I negotiated with him, and after some fuss managed to bring get 5000rupees from him, as the Indian girl watched quietly.The man gave the gave her the 5000rupees and carried on his path.When I spoke to her about splitting the money she told me it was her coin and therefore her money.I felt flabergasted and cheated. I,after all, had done all the work!
2nd May 2015 I found myself in an old age home. The white back room I was in was well lit by large windows and high ceilings. There seemed to be a en-suite bathroom in the corner, with walls made from cardboard lower that the one in the actual room. I walked towards the rear of the room and caught a glimpse of myself in a large vertical rectangular make-up mirror on the right hand side wall. I couldn't recognise the person who looked back at at all. It looked as though I had aged 20 years, had a huge musache, and look like a long black haired Mexican that was aging.I immediately knew i was dreaming and and stabilized by focusing on the detail on my at my hands.They seemed to have large black and deep grooves on them. I told myself that when I turn toward the front of the room I would find a flower to smell. When i did, no flower was in sight. I began exploring the space and what seemed to be a lounge area with turquoise and cream chairs and a low coffee table. Finally, on the coffee table I found the small flower I had been looking for. It was a small white daisy that was growing out of a pink and purple cardboard box with a dark pruple ribbon running along the length of the box. Metal black spikes coming out of the box caged the flower in as protection, but the flower was exposed at the top.I gave the flower a sniff and it gave off a sterile hospital aroma, and immediately began to die and wither.
I was in a museum with group of classmates. There was a swing standing close to some kind of a statue. We all sat on the swing. It was made of wood and chains. I climbed up the wooden construction, and just sat on it. After a while a security officer appeared, and told us to go away from the statue. He looked at us again, and told that we can sit on the swing. I jumped down, and saw some money lying on the floor. I took it all, and climbed up again.
The dream scene had recently transition to a tropical forest, where these dirt bikers would ride against one another. I had been in 3rd person point of view watching the bikers leave long tire marks on the ground. I continue to do this in till I got hit out of 3rd person point of view to 1st person by one of the riders vehicle. I got knock pretty far and landed at the side of the dirt road. I got up and I turn my head behind me to see if another rider would be approaching. The hit had allowed me to become lucid so I continue walking in till I see a rider get off their bike and jog pass me. I decided to attack the rider who was dress in all black with a black helmet. They didn't put a struggle at all and eventually turn in to what feels like paper. I flatten the rider on to the dirt road. Once I've done this I could hear another rider approaching and what sounded to be a truck. This rider was wearing a white helmet and blue jumpsuit. I tackle the rider down but for reasons I cant remember I back off and continue walking forward. I began thinking about that trunk and when I turn head again to see what's behind me. I see a person running quickly toward me. I look forward and could see the dream scene changing once again. The trees and sky were becoming a ceiling and the dirt road began to have tiles. My awareness was beginning to grow faint. I begin to run in till I realize I was in a store now. An old woman with a yellow shirt and green pants seem to have been staring at me. Her glasses reflected off the type of food section she was in. After that I kept walking around passing a few people. I couldn't really find a way out in till I woke up. Lucidity Time: 1 minute
April 28, 2015 I was back home, at my parents' house. Zukin was with me, visiting, or something. She may have lived there with me. It was a strange conglomeration of all the places I've lived, but it felt like home-home. I was in the basement, when I found a trap-door in the floor in the laundry room. I went down here and found a really interesting computer lab with state-of the art computers and private rooms and whatnot... I went upstairs to tell Zukin about it, and she followed me down the hole to the secret rooms. We were both so impressed and excited that we went back upstairs and got a bunch of junk food and pop to take back down with us. We spent hours playing Minecraft down there, in one of the private rooms. I was almost worried about bothering people by being here so long, but then remembered this was a secret room in my basement. There were no other people there! We played for a long time, and then went upstairs for some air. Later, I went back to the trap door. I remember very clearly how I lowered myself through the small hole (it was small, just big enough for me to fit through) and hung from the ceiling a bit until I dropped myself to the floor in the first room. It was dank and dusty, but through a door were the computer rooms. I noticed another sort of hole through some rags, and explored this new area... to find a whole fucking store! It was an abandoned store, but all of the merchandise was still on the shelves, there was no dust, the lights were still on. It was rather beautiful. I explored this store and wondered if I could use all of the beautiful things in the store. It was an open, golden space. The lights were warm-colored, and the shelves were all about hip-height, the highest was at chest height, so I could see the whole store clearly. Things glittered and sparkled, it was so beautiful. And then I found the old online orders. Or something. There was a binder with the records, and it said they were all online orders. They were packages that were supposed to have been sent out like 40 years ago. I sifted through them, opening some of them. I was worried at first about opening what wasn't mine, but these packages were so old... I thought about trying to find the people they were for. I opened one of them, and it had a calendar/planner inside it. But like, it had already been used. It had belonged to a college students, and she had written so many notes and doodled all over all the pages. It was gorgeous and I had this huge sense of "omg HISTORY" rush through me. Each page had a little furry creature printed on it, and this woman had doodled the creatures doing things like catching pokemon and karate. Also in this pile of never-sent-out packages was a pile of all the things I've ever lost. It was amazing. I found dresses I thought were long-gone, that I grew out of ages ago, and some many little things I'd lost over the years. I was so happy, and felt disappointed when I woke up because it was such a cool reality in that dream, and I missed it.
I'm really only posting this because I found it interesting. I don't recall ever having a more gentle transition from waking to dreaming than what I experienced during my nap yesterday. I was drifting between fragments, constantly shifting, but not restless. I turned over and closed my eyes. In closing my eyes, a new scene became visible on the back of my eyelids. I knew at once I was staring at a wall, and that I was laying on a floor. My hold seemed tenuous like I was at risk of losing lucidity, but the dream was odd that way too. I had many lapses in which I found myself back in bed, and when I closed my eyes the dream reappeared in the same gentle way, but my dream self was confused and worried that I was 'blacking out again' and that if I was blacking out I wouldn't be able to hunt packs of fury when they raged through town. We called zombies Fury. O.o I don't remember much, I remember quite a few lapses. I know the room I woke in had three fireplaces and there were many small indicators that would have allowed me to become lucid, but I never pursued them. Like, thinking that this house had two kitchens just like my grandparent's house when I was a kid. I realized that wasn't true and experienced a panicked moment of vertigo and a fading to the clarity of the dream, which my dream self took as the edge of a blackout, so I backed off. Or thinking that the man in the room with three fireplaces was my grandfather, and then wondering how he could be my grandfather since both of mine are dead. And the fact that there were bears hanging out on the deck. Anyway, many times when I began to lose focus and 'black out' someone would offer me their hand and it would ground me in the dream. I also remember a disturbing conversation with a childhood friend, who I shared the house with in which she points out that I've been suicidal for a while, and she noticed because when I would go out to hunt Fury, if I stepped into the pack I would look left, then look right, and then look right again. She explained that I did this so that if an attack came from the left, I would not be forced to defend myself and I could die. "Would that be so terrible though? Maybe I shouldn't come back." I reply. Sometimes, when I am in a dark mental space, my subconscious will save me from it by giving me a soothing dream. I have talked about them before. They instill in me a sense of well being, and even if they don't make me feel good, I no longer feel as bad as I did before I slept. This one was lovely but very short. I found myself running along a familiar road, like I was coming off the highway. It was crowded with trees. At the start of the bend, there is a guard rail and a sign marking the merging of the lanes from two on the left side, to one. So it will be a regular two-lane road. I'm confused when I see a car coming at me in the lane that should be going the other way. I jump off the road into the brush and it is only three quick hops before I take to the sky. I rarely have big lucid epiphanies they are subtle realizations. I will notice something is off, or I will look at the sky and think that I want to be there, and then I am. Anyway. I take to the sky, which is a sweet, green-tinged blue. Many feet of the ground I find rain that is waiting to fall. There are hundreds of individual droplets. I rise, softly turning through the suspended rain. I can feel a cool breeze on my skin, easing the stitch from my brow, and the kiss of rain on my face and arms. I take a deep, slow breath. It's so beautiful here. I would like to know why I have so many false awakenings. I've grown used to it but it seems...unusual.
Playing a game I was in this empty living room with two girls I can recognize IWL. They had these bags of candy with them. One of the girls wanted to be kind and give me something (probably candy, but I can't be sure.) but I was mad and didn't accept it. I walked upstairs and said I'll go back down. So I did and when I went up to the girl again I took her away from her. The strange thing is that the bag was magnetically attached to her so there was this force trying to resist me taking it. It wasn't strong enough to completely stop me though. The girl then mentioned, while she was slightly angry with me, that if I go too far the bag of candy will instantly pop back to her. There was then this circular area outlined and I avoided stepping out of it. So I very carefully managed to get upstairs. Keep in mind that the whole time that magnetic-like force kept going on. I then felt very triumphant. The scene changed into this sort of save the princess like game. The setting was the same though, a house. The princess, who was that same girl from before, was out the porch and was being held captive by this lizard monster, in some ways similar to the lizalfos from the legend of zelda skyward sword. I tried to save her but instead the characters changed. I wasn't the person saving the princess anymore and the princess was a different person as well. As well as the monster, who was this snake like creature spewing corrosive substances out of his mouth. There was also much more people around, and they seemed to be filming but me, viewing the scene from a 3rd person perspective and not being visible, never really minded them and thought it was real. The creature spewed the acid and it landed on top of the princess. I was thinking "oh no! the princess is going to die!" but she never did even after the acid came up on top of her again. The savior then slayed the beast and they sat there on the porch interacting with each other in some way. Support I was on the wall with other people, one of them being a friend IWL. We just recently finished a game of league of legends and wanted to do another. My friend was telling me that he wanted to support this time, which is a role in the game, and I didn't mind. We then went on to play a game.
Last night bed around 8:30 pm - 3:40 am, when I switched to sofa to WILD, but fell asleep. Woke up at 7 am, WBTB till 7:24 when I took 3x300mgs of Alpha GPC and 1x4mgs of GM. Nothing. DR For some reason I'm back at the house I used to live at and same people are still living there. I see a black, cottony, foggy entity oozing out of a vent on top of the wall, just below the ceiling. I'm scared, but I walk up to it and project love while thinking and saying I love you, you are good. I hope for it to disappear. But it doesn't and I know it's because I don't really feel love for this mean entity. I decide to leave the house immediatelly, even though I was suppose to leave tomorrow. I go outside to my car. It's late in the day, overcast, starting to rain, gonna be dark soon. I have a 200 miles road ahead of me and I don't want to drive in rain and dark. And others are telling me to stay, since they didn't see the entity for a while. I decide to stay. Somehow I get in contact with this entity again. In order to leave others in the house alone, it proposes that it will torture me, and I agree to it. We walk through this huge house. Lots of different rooms. I like it, as I always like many rooms and doors in my dreams. We come to a room that's far enough from others and we decide to use it. He telepathically tells me what he want's to do to me. Things that would cause permanent damage. He is not playing around. So I suggest flogging, and he agrees. I'm glad I'm getting off "easy". We are about to start when someone walks in and talks to me as if nothing happend. I tell the entity to find another room. I come to a room with a deep pool inside of it. It's rather small, only maybe 10x5 feet, but it's deep. There are kids there and one of the girls starts walking on the water. She didn't notice it's a pool and she is slowly sinking till she goes to the bottom. Another kid jumps after her and I jump after both of them because I know that kid will not be able to save her. I make effort to swim to the bottom. It's like aquarium, all sandy and pebbly. I find one kid and take him to the surface and I yell for help. I realize I'm not yelling loud enough and no matter how hard I try I'm still not loud. Again, I swim with an effort to the bottom and get the other kid to the surface. I saw some other things on the bottom so I go and look. There are some broken child's glasses that are fixed with a tape to hold them together. And there is a square opening on the bottom of the pool that's lit up by a photograph or a picture of a girl. I know it's a picture of someone who drowned there before. Now that picture is going down that opening and I know she is at peace now. Wasn't really scary. I liked the house with many comfortable rooms. DR There is some kind of a room up on the scaffolding in shape of a train container car, only much much longer. It's a store, with only front side opened, no wall, no windows, nothing on the front. A customer asks if we have more of those blue blankets. I climb up on the stairs to the store and start looking for it. I find some blue sheets, but they are soiled with blood. I tell about that to another worker and she said it's probably Major Mike's who died there just prior to the sale. So i guess we are selling his things, or using his place? I ask if we ahve more blankets and they show me a very long room behind with hundreds of boxes and tell me it could be in one of them.
I'm in my old house on Almond. But it isn't my house anymore. Ashley and her family live in it now. I stay the night and when we wake up the next morning she tells me that we have to discuss our friendship and the club that we are in. I say ok and she leaves the room. We slept in my old room that I shared with my sister. I know that Ashley is waiting for me, but I take my time slowly getting ready. I notice my old dresser and I decide to look in it. In the bottom drawer is an old black dress that was my Mom's. I immediately grab it and hide it in my duffel bag. I decide to look around the room more in case there is anything else that I want back. I notice that my sister's broken dresser is here too so I quietly start opening drawers and looking for my sister's things. Her things are the most important things.
Went to sleep around 10pm. WBTB at 0300. Driving a van at night with J.G. He is sleeping and I am very tired. I pull over into a ditch and make him switch with me. He is pissed. The music auxiliary cord gets disconnected and I have to redo it. 3rd person: teenage girl is with her older boyfriend feeling in love and vulnerable. They are in a dimly lit, empty warehouse. To distract herself from her fears she begs him to have sex with her. "I've been practicing! The last guy I was with T-boned me and I've been doing yoga!" I assume T-boning refers to a perpendicular type of angle. They have sex and their genital anatomy is a little strange. She starts bleeding because of the hard angle. I am at a baby shower of an overweight woman who has already given birth. It takes place in a small garden room. She is laying on a couch with her baby. A young man by a plastic picnic table is rubbing his girlfriend's chest in between her small breasts as some kind of PDA. She is really pretty and her body type reminds me of E.J.T. At my gma's with E.J.T and my sister. Sister and gma are arguing about religion. I have a mini notebook of E's that has a commandment written on the back. I say, "Yeah but the bible says a lot of stuff that's..." she nods in agreement. Gma is very curt with sister and they continue to argue. I yell, "Just get a long already. Jesus Christ!" I start cracking up and everyone but gma starts laughing about the irony of using god's name in vain while promoting religious tolerance. I feel a little bad for offending my gma. I am admitted to SMMH psych ward along with another older man. A male worker is giving us a simple orientation. I laugh at something he says about the room numbers being common sense. Then he comes up to me and says, "I mean, look at her. She hasn't even been here for a couple of hours and she's already flirting with everyone. She's just like the rest of them." An expression of astonishment and disbelief comes across my face. Did he assume my giggling was flirting? I realize that he's just taunting me, trying to get a rise out of me and thus non-responsiveness is the best response. I put on my poker face and contemplate about how I'm going to put all of this in my dream journal when I wake up. I go to the common area where we will do a group activity. There's a young man there doing art in his notebook. He wants to show me. It looks like a talented drawing of the earth but he's doing it by drawing random "Potagee Pizzas" (AKA - random, colored-in blobs). I say, "Portuguese pizza?" "Why do you say it like that?" He asks. "Because I'm haole." I respond. He points to himself, letting me know that he's white as well. "I wasn't raised speaking pidgin so it's weird of me to try and speak it now. It's just weird." I say. A local girl in front of me looks at me and nods her head in agreement. I ask for a pen because I want to get started on my dream journal right away so I don't forget anything. I accidentally grab a red one. I get up to the bathroom and the male worker says, "Did I hear a bathroom door?" He comes up to me and leads me to a more isolated bathroom. He enters with me, clearly with the intention of having sex with me. I continue to stare at him emotionless. He gets flustered and says, "Maybe she isn't like all the others. You know what, I forgot my badge in here somewhere." He then stands in the corner and talks to himself about what to do next. I sneak out and make hand gestures to the older, new admission to come with me. I see my husband in the nurses station and gesture to him, too, but he's confused. I yell for him but it's difficult to yell and I feel short of breath. Eventually he comes. My plan is to go back into the bathroom alone and play along with the worker until my posse comes in and catches him in the act. Later I get transferred to a facility where the sexes are separated. I pass the male side and there are two big, scary looking local guys making sexual gestures at me. One of them is doing so with a shake-weight. I enter the woman's area and there is only one young woman there. She's sitting in the dark at a table smoking a cigarette. "Who the fuck are you?" She asks. "I'm a worker, student, intern or something. Actually, I think I'm a resident but I get special priveliges because my husband works here." I respond. "That's why you get the new room. Isn't it smaller, though?" She asks. "I'm not actually sure." I answer. Her room was large and the bed was so big that the foot of it actually wrapped around a wall corner. I went into my room and it was smaller. I only had a twin sized bed and an unmade sleeper sofa.
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I go to a video game store at night. A friend of mine shows me everything that I need to play a game and then he leaves. I wake up. Book 1 Back to sleep. I decided to go back to the video game store and I can't find the video game I want. They hand me a 2 foot by 2 foot by 4 foot box and I ask what it is and am told that it is the audio book trilogy that I ordered. I get home and plug in my headphones and set it next to the bed. There is also a bank statement right next to my bed that didn't make any sense at all! I laid down and listened to the book. There is a narrator the whole time and he is telling me what is happening at the exact same time that it happens. It is very similar to inception, Donnie Darko, and Looper. If you don't know these, then I won't point out the similarities so that you can enjoy them later (I haven't seen looper, but know the whole story, don't plan on watching it). I am in a building and I am waiting on my crew, apparently they didn't get sent back in time like I did. It is a big building that seems to be a cross between a hotel and a business. It reminds me a lot of the second level in inception (if you remember it). I start noticing that everyone is staring at me angrily and I get stuck in a big game of hide and seek (this part is quite elaborate, but I don't need to go into it. I end up leading them all to the roof and realizing that it is a dream while I am up there. That should make this easy. I notice that there are wires connected to the building from the other buildings and I make the people following me see something that looked just like me go across both wires. I head down the stairs to the main floor while they are all debating and I enter the lobby. There is a bar to my left and a fountain to my right. I go right to the fountain and notice that there is no water, but there are 5 empty cups set on the fountain. I imagine water and imagine all the cups full and then I make the water shoot straight up and fall back down. The ceiling here is about 50 feet high, and I stop it right before the ceiling. The narrator mentions a golden ring reticle that doesn't appear. I point my finger up and draw a reticle. That should help if I need to fight with guns at all. I then put all the water in the fountain and it starts working like a normal fountain. I wake up and go change my son and then back to sleep Book 2 back in bed, but the book is over. I click to the next book. I am in a motel, but this time I am actually joined by my crew. We are at a small building under a monorail system that we are going to destroy. My crew is going from room to room deciding who needs to leave the building that we are destroying (kinda crazy deciding who lives and dies). I start thinking about the previous book and the next book which reveals that we are in a "tangent universe" inside a dream, and we needed to set things up so that the tear in the universe would fix itself. So the people that we were killing weren't really gonna die. It was just so that I could die since I was the living receiver. I then thought about this dream and the previous dream. With the water vortex I created and the metal transitional element of the bridge. That means that I am setting this up wrong... Wait... this is a dream version. That means This is a dream. Way more things around the general vicinity... all sorts of nick knacks that don't make sense. A bottle of lube on the counter, strange. I wonder what that feels like in a dream. I put it on hands and start rubbing them together. Creepy strange feeling. Put it somewhere else as well. I walk outside and leave my men to take care of the manipulated living. I imagine the monorail and imagine something break it apart. It looks like a lightning ghost. very strange. It starts breaking. I get a strange flash of Neil Patrick Harris. I realize that he must be close. I tk the next door open and hear the shower. I wait and he comes out in a towel. I think about the goal that I had of celebrity high five. I give him a high five and decide to jump into the shower because showers seem like fun in a dream. I tell NPH to leave so that he doesn't die when the monorail destroys everything. He leaves and I start checking outside. I can see the monorail falling. The narrator starts talking again. I see a lotion candle. A candle that you can use as lotion as well. I decide to smell it since it was a TOTM. It smells like caramel. I think about tasting it, but decide against it since I know the taste of all three of those things, and only one was good. I get out and tk the next door. There is a small family there and I tell them to leave. I notice that the narrator stopped talking again and that my reticle is gone. I point my finger forward and recreate my golden reticle. I wake up shortly after, might have been the monorail crash that woke me, tried to DEILD back, but my arm was tingling like it was waking up from being asleep. Another dream of playing madden, showing my sister why it is hard to tackle towards the "weak side" I have no idea what that means... My mom gets home and we go get some groceries. There is a huge amazing special awesome looking sandwich and I think about eating it, but then I woke up.
Updated 10-22-2016 at 01:22 PM by 58222
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