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In which H is in the passenger side of a car...

I climb in the back seat of a car. I say something to the drive. The front passenger turns around to face me, and it's H. She's smiling and looking healthy and natural. I tell her I'm always happy to dream about her. She says she's glad to hear it. Then her face changes. Her body changes- she becomes a taller and larger person with a different face and shorter hair. I ask her if she is still H. She says she is, but her voice and demeanor don't reflect that. I think I only have a few moments to spend with her, so I might as well say the things I mean to say. I try, but it doesn't seem like her anymore. I tell myself the face shouldn't matter, but I feel totally different

ok, here we go...

last sunday... nothing!
last monday... nothing!
last tues... nothing!
last wed... nothing!
last thurs... nothing!
last fri... nothing
yesterday... you guessed it - also nada!

(well 'that' little lot didn't take too long to enter lol )

and it's only been like this for the last 2 years! (D'oh!)

so maybe tonite? (nice positive mental attitude and all that...)

right...

28/2/2016:
Dream 1: I was at a park with a few other people, hemmed in by buildings on all sides, sort of ghetto like. I think we were either skipping school or we just didn't have it that day however people would think we did. Anyway as we walked into the park we saw a few police officers milling around. We were torn between asking them what was going on and not wanting to draw attention to ourselves, however eventually one of us asked them why they were here. I was walking closer and I spotted someone lying on the ground just as I overhead the police officer say "He's dead". I started backing away, feeling sick, and we all ran away out of the park. I'm not too sure what happened after this but I think we ended up going back to the park later after it was cleared and we had some sort of friendship building, emotional experience haha.

Dream 2: I was at my old house and there were a few guests outside on the deck. They came inside and I realised one of them was a young Oprah wearing a purple dress. I started trying to flirt with her for who knows why but it wasn't very successful.

Dream 3: I was playing IWBTG, or my dream version of it, and I was stuck on the second level trying to get through a low corridor filled with moving spike traps.

Dream 4: I was in class in high school, probably politics as my politics teacher was there, working on a project. For some reason I got extremely angry at my brother, ended up all emotional and separated from him and basically distracting everyone. After I calmed down a bit I stood up and apologised to the class for my actions, tears streaming down my face.

Dream 5: I was at a media awards night (the subject at my school). I arrived there alone, unsure of what exactly was happening, but I walked to where the theatre would be however it was locked and my teacher was there, telling me it wasn't ready yet and to go back to the waiting area. I did so and suddenly there were people there. I sat down on a bench with a few of my classmates and watched an introductory video being played on loop next to us. There were a few interview questions and I heard myself give an answer. Somehow I cut to myself building a giant dumbbell in minecraft surrounded by a park, however I hadn't quite finished it in time so I lost some marks on it; apparently it was my media assignment. Therefore I was sort of dreading the awards ceremony as I didn't think I would win anything.

Dream 6: I was involved in a cross between playing a capture the flag style video game and watching the trailer for it. Although we were playing the game there was a voiceover guy explaining the rules and the different classes and stuff. My group slowly made our way to the enemy teams flag, losing a lot of our players but taking out their defences. We eventually got to a courtyard type place where we could see their flag with no defence. We thought we had it in the bag and sauntered over and picked up the flag. We stood around for a bit, then just as we were about to leave to head to our own base I turned around and saw a masked soldier on our team shimmer and transform into an enemy soldier, right behind one of my comrades! I yelled out but it was too late, the shapeshifter had plunged a knife in the other guys back and then shot the rest of us. As I lay dying on the floor the voiceover came back, solemnly saying "... and that is why the Shapeshifter is the most important member of each team. Important, and deadly: as the shapeshifter turned into a floating purple hat(?) and flew away.

Audrey Parker from the show Haven, a few others, and myself, have been on an epic mission. At this point, we're infiltrating the enemy camp, getting closer to our goal. It's touch and go, sneaking around, and we eventually get separated briefly, but we're headed to a building and I think we'll all meet up there. I get inside and it looks like a cross between a church and stadium seating. The rest of our team is there, but no Audrey.

Worried, I leave with some other guy, instructing the rest of the team to wait for us there. I'm running myself ragged looking for her, and when I finally spot her walking across a grassy field, I collapse to the ground, exhausted. As I lay there panting, Audrey won't even acknowledge me, and I feel severely betrayed. After everything we've been through! I spent every penny I had in support of this mission, and now I don't even have enough for a bus home! She walks right by me, not even acknowledging my existence, and I think to myself "Fine! I'll walk home".

I pick my sorry ass up and begin the long walk home. I cut through Fellowe's high school, which is empty but for some students working on some project. I go past them, past a teacher, and into a hallway on the other side of the building, which leads to the exit. There is dead cat smeared all over the hallway, and I accidentally put my hand in some. It fucking reeks!

I exit the school, and next cut through a Harvey's. It too is empty and deserted, yet the doors are open. I go through it, then start my long walk along the highway.

What a selfish bitch she was!

I was in a medieval fantasy city ,most likely inspired by the Warcraft city Dalaran. Dalaran it's a magical flying city. I am a guard , dressed in heavy full-body armor , holding my shield. There is a war going on somewhere between humans and orcs.
Oh and , I was in love with the princess the city, and she was in love with me. I can no longer remember her looks , but i remeber feeling the love. We kept our love secret , because it was inapropriate for a guard to be with a princess. We wondered around the beautiful city , chatting and when no one was around hugging and kissing. Soon the war ended and the humans won. At night , the warchiefs of the orcs came at the town to surrender. During this I was guarding the orcs , with many other guards of course. But in fact , I didn't pay much attention to the orcs , my mind was at the princess , sitting with the King and the Queen outside of a palace. We were looking at each other , and it was like we made whole convertations just with our eyes. When the whole thing ended. There was a celebration at a nearby place. We guards weren't allowed to participate , we just standed there guarding the doors. I was just watching her dancing and she was beautiful (although I still don't remember her looks , these were my thoughts). When the event was over , it was at last time to meet her. It was late at night and no one was outside in the roads. We agreed that it's time to reveal our affair to everyone , and go leave together. Tommorow night we would tell the King. I was looking forward to it. Then she gave me a goodbye kiss and before the kiss ended , I woke up.

(That was one of the best and most vivid dreams I had in a long time so I decided to share it. I wasn't lucid at any point of the dream sadly. )

D₁: Dreamt about a Dr.Seuss type book about the munchies/a bunch of animals travelling from my room to some secret place.

D₂: Dreamt about orcas migrating and I was floating in the ocean, I had a life vest floating nearby in case I needed it and this orca kept taking it deep under water and letting it float back up to the surface. (really cartoonish dreams, everybody and everything was happy, also there was this voice that was almost like a narrator that kept rhyming words as he was narrating.)

So, tonight I had a long night of sleep and I hoped to have a nice amount of dreams to write down here. Unfortunately, I do not remember much; only one fragment. I realise now that the moment of waking up is far more important than the amount of sleep I get for my recall. I am going to plan my wakings a little better by setting alarms.

I'm walking in the supermarket in my hometown, where I used to work. I see B, one of my old colleagues, but he doesn't appear to recognise me even though I greet him. Then, I also see W and C, who are also old colleagues, and WJ is carrying crates with 3 large round pieces of fruit (the size of coconuts, but looking soft and greenish).

Supposedly as a joke he lets the crates topple over, trying to drop the pieces of fruit on me. It fails miserably and everything just falls on the ground. I say something like "Nice try, C. Uhm, I mean W." They both laugh a little but ignore me mostly. I walk towards some kind of desk and buy 3 bananas. Somehow, they are flat on one side, but apart from that, they look like high quality, perfectly ripe bananas.

In the dream, I wonder how I paid for these and try to recall doing so, but I can't and decide to ignore it. I walk into a small cubicle where someone I don't know is sitting on a chair. It is a middle aged, dark skinned man with a thick Surinam accent, who actually (when I think of it now) resembles the father of a friend of mine whom I've only seen once or twice. He hands me a weird, thick banana with a lot of brown spots on it. He looks jealously at the bananas I bought and says something indicating they are really expensive and high quality. I tell him I don't need the one he handed me and hand it back clumsily, almost dropping the ones I bought.

I then proceed to walk out of the supermarket, and the exit looks like the exit of my new job. To my left is a room that looks exactly like the office from my new job, but it is completely empty (no furniture). Inside is just a motorized scooter and M is standing next to it. I am not surprised to see her there. Then I wake up.

I was in home. I was playing cards with my pal. After a few sessions we went to our another pal. We took him out and we went the dark road to my house. On the way he said a story of a woman that wanted only a single paper from doctor, but everytime she visited one, they said that they won't give anything to drunk people. Suddenly I found myself in my house, playing an interesting board game with my younger sister. The first one to get to finish - lost. I started badly, and my sister won in the end.

1) I'm sitting in a canteen I can see through a wall in front of me and I think that must be because I threw invisibility dust on it. I'm talking to someone next to me. To my right it becomes a fairground and I walk into it. I'm on duty with St John Ambulance (something I did regularly in my youth). I'm walking around through fairground stalls, it's dark. I'm at a briefing there's an advert showing on a TV screen about lorries joking with each other I laugh and realise I'm the only one laughing. Then I'm in a queue for doughnuts there aren't many left and the queue is long so I give up. I walk around and talk to some people on an ambulance then walk around more. I'm wearing uniform and I hear the radio going off in my pocket. Next I'm in a car with my wife and we are driving somewhere with an important officer in the back. Suddenly we realise he has gone and we discuss that we haven't stopped so he must have got out to go to the loo whilst we were driving and we should go back for him. We drive a bit further and turn around, I recognise a house and think that's the person who looked after our rats whilst we went on holiday (seemed reasonable at the time), we then walked a while I discuss with my wife how I really want a backpack that makes me fly and promise I'm going to buy one. We start driving back to look for the officer. Then we are back with a crowd of people and get onto a bus to go back home after the St John Duty. We suddenly remember that we never got the officer back and ask the bus to turn around. The driver says she can't because she will run out of petrol and drops us off so we can walk back. We go to the nearest village. My wife goes off whilst I search on my phone for where we are going to I specifically remember typing in 'Wanting' as the name of the place. The I'm surrounded by 3 men who steal my phone - I beg them to give it back to me becasue without it I will be totally lost. they throw it on the ground and leave. I pick it up and realise it's not my phone and it's smashed anyway. My wife comes back, we are totally lost.

2) Driving into London following my wife's car that is radio controlled by me. I lose control as we get into the London Streets and I'm trying to concnetrate on drivng my own car and controlling my wife's car. I run over a roundabout that is immaculately planted with flowers and then I'm drunk, a bottle of beer is held in front of me in the car by wire and foam is spilling out. I panic and get out of the car. I'm on a moped I turn right then left and I go through a doorway and into a student's flat, through more doors, turn around and back out onto the street. I look back at the car abandoned on the roundabout, someone has already come to fix the roundabout. Next I go back through the door and it's a pub. The landlady is there and it's her birthday. I recall taking stitches out of her big toe and thinking that it's going to be painful after, she is under anaesthetic. I talk to her husband I have bought her a new car for her birthday and parked it at the back I ask him if he's going to give her the keys. I'm walking up some steps holding onto the railing, her husband tells me that he thought I was going to be really boring but he likes me now becasue we went out and I got drunk. His wife is awake from the anaesthetic and walking to the back to see her new car. There is a puppy in the kitchen and it's wet the floor. The new car becomes a hoover, I have a conversation with the husband and offer to clean up the mess he tells me that I can't. Next I'm hovering up the main bar around the fire, it's a cobbled floor but as I hoover I notice it's just cobbles printed on a sheet that gets sucked up as I clean. There's sawdust everywhere.

3) There's a box with 2 rats in it. They are very unwell. I take them out and think about how I can resuscitate them and notice there are alos 4 baby rats there.

I fall awake and I'm on The Moon. I came here to make a sandcastle for DiDi. As a way of saying goodbye, I suppose.

The sky is pitch black but The Moon's surface emits a magical gray moonlight. I kneel down. The Moon usually has a fine dusty sand on it, but tonight it's just a craggy rock. No sandcastles tonight. The rough rock scrapes my hands and my knees start to hurt.

Dismayed, I look around. I see The Goddess to my right. She's still, facing away from me so I can't see her face. She appears in black-and-white. I suppose the whole dream is black-and-white, though that wasn't obvious before as there was no color cue.

She wears black thigh-high stockings and a short plaid skirt. She wears a half-shirt that reveals a bare midriff. The shirt in a more detailed black-and-white pattern, maybe houndstooth. In retrospect it's a pretty sexy outfit, but that's not the impression I had in the moment. Her arms are folded and, even though I don't see her face, her image just seems sad and frigid.

I stand up and walk to her. "DiDi's gone." She doesn't react. I impulsively reach my hands around her bare waist. It feels real, but cold and stiff. She still doesn't react. I reach up under her half-shirt to feel her breasts and they too just feel stiff. A wave of emotion hits me, mostly shame.

Rather upset now, my mind flashes on the clay and the potter, which has been on my mind for some days now, but why it would come to me now only made sense later. But anyways, thinking of the clay makes a potter's wheel appear next to me, this time to my left. On top is a lump of clay and it's in full color, which seems promising. It's that reddish brown that only clay is. My hands reach for it, hoping to mould something. But the clay, too, is stiff and cold and barely budges even as I lean my whole weight into it.

I look at my hands. They aren't distorted but they tremble, as if weak. Unfocused, The Dreaming shudders and I wake, left alone in bed.

I reflect. Shall the clay ask the potter: What makest thou? It's a theological question and, though I'm not religious, it still interests me, especially in the context of dreaming. It's been on my mind for a couple weeks now, since it appeared in a previous dream. I think about the clay and The Moon. My hands. Another phrase dawns on me: What hath God wrought? Yes, it's all kind of interesting and it amuses my curiosity, but it's also a bit facile and trite. I mean, I'm just dabbling in this theological stuff in an intellectual way.

But then, for the first time, I make the connection of "God" and "The Goddess." It's right there under my nose, but it hadn't occurred to me before. So my mind lingers on that. I associate "God" with creation and omnipotence. But "The Goddess" is something else. She is perfection. I suppose that's sexist. But I'm hoping there's more meaning in it than that.

Could she be The Potter? No. I mean, I'm obviously The Clay and not The Potter, no matter how grandiose my delusions are. I'm clay, She's clay, The Dreaming is clay. It's all clay.

I don't see where this is going, besides an ego-check. Maybe that's enough. Goodbye DiDi.