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Morning of June 21, 2015. Sunday.



This dream was fairly abstract and no main events occur. It involved some sort of longer computer-like machine (looking more like an electronics deck of some sort from the 1960s) that displays various images, which seem to be random parts of various magazines and comic books for no particular reason other than perhaps as a so-called screensaver or perhaps even related to advertising (the books apparently being scanned somehow in their entirety on the right of the monitor).

The main focus seems to be on a fictional comic book about an elf superhero called Aye, vaguely similar to Elf Quest (which I have not really read much of) in some ways but more like Thor in terms of theme and art. The name of the comic book also seems to be “Aye” (possibly just an in-dream play on “eye” or “I”). The images on the small screen (in comparison to the machine itself) show fairly quickly (and also include random images from old issues of Life Magazine, Look Magazine, and Superman comics), almost like riffling a deck of playing cards. It is a typical “just looking at something” dream with no dominant emotion and there does not seem to be any plot or theme, just the idea of the mechanism and the imagery.

So this night was a busy one. I woke up at like... 6 ish. In the middle of a dream (The Barcelona one). Then I went to bed. Some of those dreams were SUPER vivid. Which was cool. Way better than yesterday when I only had like a wee bit of recall. Anyways. Here it goes.

06/21/2015 - VISITING UNIVERSITIES

I’m in the United States with my sister, my dad (I think) and Isabelly. Apparently I'm much young in the dreamWe’re going to visit some universities. We’re in a van, however we first stop by Isabelly’s building and I meet her parents. Her mom seems more welcoming, but her father seems like a very strict man.

As per usual, I’m not happy to be there. Everyone else is excited, though. My sister has a green water bottle. Like the kind you take with you when you go jogging or when you go to the gym (it looks very similar to the water battle I misplaced this week and can’t find it for the life of me).

Isabelly is super friendly towards me. I tell myself she’s interested in me. We visit a university and I see a bunch of kids, leaving a class. They’re happy. They’re excited. There’s a guy with a face on the back of his head. Everyone thinks is super cool. I think he looks ridiculous. There is an aeral walkway and a very busy street in front of it. This particular university looks like the ones we have here in Brazil, it doesn’t look American at all.

We later meet Isabelly and a friend of hers at other University. It kind of looks like El Camino College a little bit. Her friend wants to be a lawyer, but it’s mostly because her dad is forcing her to. Isabelly sits next to me. I put my hand around her shoulder. My hand, gently, brush against her chest. She doesn’t seem to mind. My sister is sitting on my left side. A little later Isabelly pushes my arm away. I don’t really mind. It’s not like I’m super attracted to her anyways. I just lean against my sister and think about being in the US again. I’m sleepy, but I really don’t fall asleep.

The van stops across the street from Isabelly’s building. Before we leave, Isabelly (either on purpose or accidentally knocks my sister water bottle around and there’s water all over the van).

Everyone then cross the busy street in front of Isabelly’s building. I fear someone might get ran over. I’m the last one, and I’m running for my fucking life. Then we’re inside Isabelly’s apartment.

I sit on the couch and Isabelly’s (still unamed) friend sister on the floor between my legs. I don’t really think she’s attracted to me, she just might want to make Isabelly jealous.

THE DEAD COW

I’m on a farm with my dad (who by the way has been dead for the past 18 years). We see a dead cow in our property. There’s a number branded on her backside. I looks like 11, but in hindsight it might have been ll. All farms there were indentified by number, ours were 10.

So my dad tells me to call the cow’s owner to tell him about. I do. I call him on the cellphone, and the cow refuses get his dead call, and he’ll only do it if we pay him money (??). I don’t say anything, instead I just give the phone to my dad.

THE CRASHING AIRPLANE

I’m at my sister’s house. It’s not really her ACTUAL house, since she lives with me. The bell rings and I open the door and it’s Michael Keaton’s Bruce Wayne and the Jack Nicholson’s The Joker. They come in, apparently my sister is friends with the both of them. I just look in awe at how amicable they are to each other.

The dream transitions to an airplane. I’m sitting next to a guy, who’s arguing with another one. I get the feeling I know them both. One of them says we shouldn’t have chose this particular company because it has the option of travelling nude. (a nudist airline… I might kickstart that!).

The plane takes off and my sister is cheering, because it seems like a successful one. The plane, then turns upside down, everyone is screaming and holding for dear life. I’m seeing from outside now. It all looks like some bad flash animation. The plane manages to turn around rightside up.

We’re now flying over a river, I have no idea why we’re so low. I’m still outside. The plane nosedives into the river. I’m back inside. I’m freaking out trying to get my mom’s mask on her before I have mine own, even though I know I shouldn’t be doing that. “American Airlines don’t have oxygen masks!” She tells me. I put mine on when I feel the water inside the plane.

I then convince myself this is a dream, but instead of taking control I still let panic take over and I wake up. (Does that count as a lucid dream?)

THE BB SNIPER

There’s a cement pathway on the grass. I think it might be a park.I looked a LOT like the park from a video I was watching before going to bed on mindfulness. So I’m walking until I realize I’m near the beach. I’m stretching, which is completely out of character because I A) don’t exercise and B) when I do I don’t stretch (I don’t believe in it).

There’s a group of people exercising on the sand (the beach looks like Copacabana, now that I think about it). I know someone there. A girl. I don’t know who she is in real life. So she calls me over and I go to them.

So apparently someone is interrupting their exercises, but they don’t know who it is. I spot two kids on a bike, and they have a… BB FUCKING SNIPER. They’re shooting the group with it. However, guess who also has a FUCKING BB SNIPER? That’s right. The Sebass. So I get mine and BLAM. I hit the kid who was shooting at them.

I see the kid talking to his dad. Complaining? Crying? I don’t know. I tell the group we should march overthere and tell the dad about it. The group doesn’t want to. That frustrates the fuck out of me.

THE CHAMPION LEAGUE CUP THIEVES

I’m flying in front of a house. Thisis FC Barcelona’s HQ or whatever. Not the real one. Just one my mind made up. So I’m trying to break into the trophy room. When I get to the window, I see someone inside. Someone I know, Alexandre. But Alexandre here looks like DOC BROWN.

Doc Ale Brown opens this cabinet, and I see it: The Champions League Cup. Apparently, I was there to steal it. As soon as I remove it from the cabinet I think. Fuck. There are cameras here. We’re gonna get caught. Alexandre goes, “worry not, I got this.” So we go downstairs and he starts chatting up the Security Guard. I think I was supposed to erase the videos and turn off the cameras, but I just joined the conversation.

Then these super violent thieves show up and they beat the living heck of the security guard. So, in the dream I have superpowers, right? So I take all the thieves out. So we’re alone there, what do I do? I invite everyone I know to go for a swim at the pool. Ernesto (a childhood friend I haven’t seen in 23 years) is there, but apparently he and his family are dobermann’s now.

I play with them for a little bit, then I remember I brought my dog along. I decide to check up on her. I walk to the front of the house and I see a flash mob thing starting. I don’t know who put that together, but I decide it’s a bit much and maybe we should bounce before the FC Barcelona people show up as I’m going back, I run into a lot of players. They seem confused by the people there, but not angry.

I tell Dani Alves and Xavi that I have superpowers and they demand proof. So I say that I can rip these metal thingies that were screwed on the wall. Dani Alves says he can do that himself, and he does with great effort. I laugh and effortlessly rip it off. Garret Bale (who’s not even an FC Barcelona player) seems super amused by my display of strenght.

Looking in the newspaper for computer programming jobs. Find a good one and think about how strange it is that the newspaper has want ads for this type of ting. Remember i don't know how to program.

I'm running a legal aid service for mythical american creatures. Sasquach comes in and :Im veryexcited to meet him. he's having issues getting his dposit back from hiss landlord. He's a blurry guy.

(I don't remember the beginning of the dream) I have something in my hand(I think it was a red carpet) and I was searching for the beach, then I realize it was more in the north where the beautiful beach is. Then I found the beach. The sea was very clear blue. There was a huge bridge made of wood where people used to jump. I went on the bridge and there was a girl that I know and don't really want to meet, but she passed next to me and said ''hi'', but I ignored her and make as if I didn't hear her. I went to the end of the bridge and sit down and watch the beautiful color of the sea. Then I stand up and went. I saw the girl and her family following me, I try to walk fasted but I have the impression I'm not moving(or slow), then they catch me. I follow them, then her little brother was annoying me(I think that he was throwing some red sand on my head), I push him down, and his dad said ''Can you two stop please, I don't know who fault is it''.
.........CutOff Of The Dream............
We were at their house. We were playing in the garden, there was a slide, there was sand all around.
.........CutOff Of the dream...........
I was laying down on the sand(still in the garden), I think I fall asleep for a moment, everybody was in the house. I said to myself: ''I don't want to stay 1 week in this family, I need to call mom and tell her I just want to stay just for 3 days''. I stand up and get in the house, everybody was around the table and eating, even my two cousin were here. I put on a black t-shirt over my tank top. I sit down and start eating meat. Now there was only me and her father at the table. Then I stand up and went in the salon where the little brother was playing video game. .....

First: Screening of "Toy Story 3D" interrupted when a man starts a fist fight. My family and I were at the movies. The trailers and such apparently went on for so long most of my family except my dad left the movie before it began. Other people did the same thing. A man suddenly started arguing with another man and started fighting before the movie could start. People stood up and the lights came on. In the end, my dad and I were the only ones left. We were told the showing was cancelled.

Second: Man trying to exchange $40 in old, tattered bills for new bills at a bank in the raging 20's. The scene starts out outside the bank where a man is trying to sell different bills as "new" and "mint". These bills aren't nearly "new" or "mint" and will not sell in their condition. The man asks his friends if the bank will exchange them for free. They say "of course they will, now get in there". The man tries to exchange the bills for new bills and his time of either arrival or time he will be served is written down directly on the desk and the money taken. The woman at the desk asks the man to wait and the next person in queue steps up while the man waits. A woman randomly starts screaming like she's been shot or stabbed or something similar and an old man which used to be a superhero goes and attacks a suspicious man and beats him to a pulp. The bank somehow is in shambles. The man trying to get the money tries to get new bills once again. In response to this the woman says "stop, just stop" in response to him obviously being poor, pleading to him to just go away, that she didn't wish to do business with someone so poor. Someone behind the woman says something like "hey, it's alright, just give him these". The man saying that hands the man different checks of various amounts totaling to $15 or $20. The man is thankful to just have his money back, thanks the man serving him and goes on his way.

I woke up in my bed, went out of it and took my clothes. I looked around the room - there was a big mess on a table, pile of clothes lying on an armchair. Next I looked through a window - it was a warm, summer morning. My house was surrounded by a dense rainforest. Wind moved the leaves gently. I sat down on a couch, and suddenly my sisters appeared, and turned on the TV. My older sister was holding a baby in her hands.

The baby was wearing a blue suit. It was crying. My younger sister was watching some kind of TV talent show. I went out of the room, and heard screams from the room. I went back, and saw that the baby was still crying, and there was a perfectly round, red pile of vomit on the ground.

I went to another room, to call mother - the room was tidy and clean. The window was open. As I entered the room, my old teacher appeared, and looked through the window - a woman in her early thirties. She was wearing a green top and jeans trousers.

I told my mother to go and look at the baby. I went back to the room, and cleaned the vomit.

So I only remember one main scene for the night. I remember looking in the mirror at my house and I have thing long awesome black final fantasy type hair. I thought it looked pretty cool. I go outside for some time of drug delivery thing going down? I'm gonna do the delivery using my car. Some old couple comes as part of the operation. I meet the guy and we have the same name apparently and a lot of the same identity stuff, including the same signature card?? I think it was a jack or something like that. Basically things get crazy as they bring their kid and somehow the kid ends up driving the car and I'm pinned in the back seat. Things go horribly wrong somehow, someone is killed I think, and I end up in court with multiple felony charges against me

I’m on the set of Jeopardy!, practicing some questions with Alex Trebek. The software used to show him the questions* is incredibly buggy. Random clicks just bring up more windows that mess up everything else. The entire practice show is at a standstill because I can’t get the program to work. Alex finally walks over and says he might have a better job for me. He takes me over to the question board and tells me to stand there and basically be the Vanna White of the show. We start an actual show taping, and my job is to press the screens for each question. One question involves filling in the missing letters from a chemical formula. After no one rings in and Alex reads the answer, I chime in with my own commentary: “Worst Wheel of Fortune puzzle ever.” This warrants about 5 minutes of laughter from everyone on the set, and they had to stop the taping to give everyone a chance to recompose themselves.



I’m now working at this large arena in Los Angeles. There’s a basketball game going on, currently in overtime, but a lot of the staff are getting anxious, since they have to convert the court into a hockey rink before Game 7 of the Stanley Cup the next day. One of the staff presses a button that makes the clock on the scoreboard tick down faster than normal, and finally the game comes to a close. Just then, the court starts to fill with water, and everyone clears out of the area. One of the staff flips a switch, and all the water instantly freezes into a nice thick layer of ice.

I walk outside the arena to a big open courtyard area, where there’s a ton of people having a huge celebration. I’m helping restock the food tables, when my mom asks if I can bring her some cake from another table on the other side of the crowd. I make the long trek through the crowd, grab the cake, and attempt to carefully take it back. I make it most of the way, but about 10 feet away from my destination, a rather large lady backs into me, and I spill the cake all over the front of my body. I’m slightly disappointed, but I’m much more mad at the lady who wasn’t paying attention to where she was going. However, I don’t have long to voice my frustrations, as I receive a message through an earpiece in my ear that there’s a situation a few blocks away.

I run off to the location of the emergency, and I see several other of the staff members running the same direction. As we run through the streets, I see billboards of propaganda everywhere. I begin to remember that I am part of a large group of resistance members attempting to start a revolution against the corrupt dystopian government. The whole scenario has a very Mirror’s Edge feel to it, as my run involves taking passageways through buildings and leaping to distant ledges.

I finally reach my destination, and there’s a large uproar from a crowd of about 300 people. Me and the other agents try to seamlessly blend into the group and join the riot. After a few minutes, a bald man with a goatee silences the crowd to speak.

“Too long have these menaces to society been allowed to oppress us. They threaten the peace we know so well.”
The crowd starts cheering, and I join in.
“They are pests, and must be dealt with if our government is to succeed.”
The crowd starts cheering again. Wait, what?…
“The Resistance must be stopped, for the greater good of our society.”
The crowd is now ecstatic. This isn’t good.
“Remember, they wear earpieces. If you see someone with an earpiece, take them down immediately and report them to the authorities.”
Nope, definitely not good. I hear a voice on my earpiece, “Blues are approaching the scene, get out of there, now!”

I quickly try to maneuver my way out of the crowd, but everyone in my way is jumping up and down, making it impossible to get through. I hear sirens getting louder, and soon several police officers in cars and on motorcycles arrive on the scene. They start throwing out tear gas into the crowd, and the group quickly disperses. I make a break towards a clearing, dodging tear gas canisters as they land all around me. It’s utter chaos around me, as I see people running every direction, trying to find shelter from the gas. One of the canisters bounces off my leg, but luckily I don’t breathe in any of the fumes and am able to keep running.

I pass by an alleyway, when I hear someone shout, “Agent!” I turn to see a lady with an earpiece motioning me to follow her down the alley. She walks over to a brick wall and pushes a secret button, revealing a small hole just big enough for me to fit into. I jump down this slide inside the hole, and eventually slide into a river running behind some of the buildings. I start to swim towards a nearby dock, but the scene goes black.



I find myself in some sort of flashback. I am seated at a table in this small interrogation room with a small whiteboard on the wall. I try reading what’s written on it, but the letters keep changing on me. Just then, the lady from the alley walks in and places some papers down on the table.
“Well, unfortunately, you failed the microexpression test. We noticed that when you tell a lie, the right side of your mouth raises a little…” She pauses for a bit. “Interesting…”
“What is it?”
“Well it appears the side of your mouth doesn’t raise when you’re told a lie, kind of like the lie that you failed the microexpression exam.” I look up at her confused. “Congrats, you passed. Welcome to the team, agent.”
She extends her arm, and we shake hands, but then I wake up.

*Fun fact, there isn’t actually any software that Alex Trebek uses when he reads the questions. He just has a sheet of paper with the questions, and he crosses them off as he goes. I’m great at parties.

Entry 2, btw this dream might be a little religious for some people (idk if that's good or bad)

I am laying down in a soft, bright open, grassy meadow. It's peaceful. Tranquil. I stare into the crisp, clear blue sky. No cloud to be seen. As I lay in the grass, I spot something shining in the sky. It's getting bigger and bigger. It's also very bright. The thing turns into a figure, as it gets closer to Earth. Somehow, I manage to "zoom in" to see the figure better. It's a beautiful, stunning angel -- her long wavy blonde hair was blowing in the wind, her glistening aqua eyes were looking straight at me. ( face to face). She is holding a beautiful ( i'm going to say beautiful a bunch of times in this dream) shining, silver sword, with two golden handles at the bottom. There were silver wings on those handles. ( It looked like the caduceus medical sword ) She was holding the sword right in the middle of her face. She was whispering words but I could only see her lips moving. Then after saying what she needed to say, she shouts out a word or sound quite loudly (I have no idea what language it was in ) and and a bell sound rings around me. The angel quickly rose the sword up into the bright blue sky, and a bright luminous white light reflected off of the sword and into my eyes. I was literally blinded, because when I woke up quickly from the dream, I opened my eyes to see I couldn't see anything for a minute. The noises from the visitation still rung through me for a few more seconds. It felt so real, but I felt as if I was only spectating the dream.