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2017, 10-18

Squirrels, Dinners, and Mars

I am outside in the desert. It is someplace in my own yard. I am looking around at some interesting rocks, and I spot looks like the body of a small ground squirrel. I find that sad, but I don’t want our dog to find it and eat it. That sounds gross. So I go over and gently pick it up. To my surprise, when I touch it, it moves. It is not dead. I am thinking it is probably dehydrated from the heat we’ve been having lately. So I gently pick up the animal, and I carry it over to a shady place. There’s a fountain there, and it is overflowing here so that the animals can drink from it. I carefully drip some water on the squirrel’s face. That seems to revive it some, and then it starts drinking. Perhaps that’s all needed. I have my phone with me, and I decide that this cute little squirrel would be good to have a photo of. So I lie it down on some leaves near the puddle made by the fountain, and I take a picture. It comes out very cute. My friend Alicia comes over to find out what I’m doing. She sees the animal, and asks what happened? I tell her the squirrel just needed some water. She says how cute it is. I go to my phone to show her the photo, but the photo is not there. It didn’t save. That gets me pissed off. Alicia says just take another picture, but the lighting is off now and I can’t get a good one.

Alicia leaves to go home, and I go inside the house where we are having dinner with some friends. My mother is there, and so is my dead grandmother. Two ther people here seem to be a couple from Germany. Or at least that’s what their accent sounds like. My mom‘s friend Donna is here as well. Donna has arrived late, but she brought cake. She has several different kinds of cake that all look yummy. She goes around the table and dishes out the portion of each cake for each person. So I now have a bowl full of several kinds of cake in front of me. My mother takes it away, however, saying that is for dessert. This is dinner. We eat the dinner and dessert seems get forgotten. We go outside and get in cars. I don’t remember where we were going, but Donna keeps trying to signal me. I think she is trying to tell me not to trust the German man. But I don’t see any reason not to. I am riding in a car with the German man. It seems like it is a hard task for him to not drive on the wrong side of the street. I wonder if that is because he’s from Germany? I can’t think whether or not they drive on the right side or the left side in Germany. I ask him if he is more used to driving on the left side of the street? He doesn’t answer, but seems frustrated.

German man turns into a parking lot. We drive through the garage into a large building. Except on the other side we are not in a building. It looks a lot like Mars. The man gives me a helmet to put on, saying there’s not enough oxygen for me to breathe here. The bad thing is that my helmet is attached to an oxygen tank that the man is carrying, so I can’t go very far away. Then I hear them talking about using energy. One of them says something about using dark energy, but still it’s energy. So I wonder if I can access that energy. I move a little bit away from the man, but he doesn’t pay any attention. He thinks I can’t go far enough sense I couldn’t breathe. I take a deep breath and then I take my helmet off. That’s surprises him. He’s trying to get it back on me. For some reason he doesn’t want me dead. For bit I am having trouble getting air, but then I focus kind of a cloud of energy around me. And then I can breathe without any difficulty. This clearly surprises the guy. He sits there and stares at me for a bit. For some reason I think they have my mother. I ask him where she is. He says they don’t have her. He says they never wanted my mother, they were after me. But he is confused as to how I’m breathing. He will just have to stay confused, because it is here that I wake up.

Hi everyone!

It's been....awhile. x.x;

Sadly, I think this particular journal is retired for good--it just doesn't fit my lifestyle anymore.

THAT SAID

For those of you still keen on following my dreaming exploits (and keeping in touch), I've started up a discord-based dream journal (https://discord.gg/4xuKtZj) which has greatly streamlined my journaling process.

Feel free to swing by, say hello, start a discussion, ask me any questions, etc.

I may not be super active here anymore, but I'm pretty much always accessible there if you need me for anything. <3

Love y'all,
Mzzkc

Created Monday 16 October 2017

Got a few non-lucid dreams and a DEILD to note, along with a fragment. There was more to the non-LD portions that I've since forgotten by now.

Dream 1 - School Lunch Buffet Brawl

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was waiting in line in a buffet-styled outdoor school cafeteria. Instead of trays, each student was given round, sturdy paper plates. Items were already running low when I reached the serving area. Macaroni and cheese seemed to be among the most popular choice, so I scooped what I could before that ran out. I tried some, and found it to be extra cheesy. Following that, I poured in some soup broth (wha...?), and finally, a handful of steamed sausages.

I turned away momentarily, only to see that everything in my plate (sans broth) had been stolen. Angered, I rewinded time to discover the culprit. Turned out to be some tanned skinned punk, whose hand I found on my plate. I rewinded again to interpose, and yet, he'd the nerve to nab my stuff anyway. More time travel, this time to deliver a sucker punch. But, it seemed I got myself into a losing bout, the bully forcing me into the defensive. What's more, some other guy with curtained hair taunted me for my setback. In thoughtless rage, I went back to sneak attack the both of them, only to get into an even more embarrassingly lopsided fight.

Not much else occurred before the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Market Psycho Wave

Scene 1 - Supermarket Food Samples
The visuals were mostly clear. I was browsing around a supermarket at nighttime. Thanks to semi-awareness, I effortlessly floated around the aisles, if just to go around and sample snack foods. When I reached the meat aisle, I tore out some steaks and sausages from their packages, then used magic fire to cook these instantly.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Law and Order - Paranormal Investigations
The visuals were a bit blurred. This depicted an episode of Law and Order. During prepping, exec ADA McCoy was pressuring an unnerved witness to speak truthfully, but he realized someone had since coerced them into silence.

Cut to McCoy in bed, where he's rudely awakened by police. Much to his disbelief, they showed up to arrest him for murdering someone and leaving their body out in a grassfield. Prime evidence included blood-laden muddy shoes found by the cops in Jack's home.

But, it seemed the police knew this was all part of a much greater conspiracy. It so happened that an evil psychic kid has been hypnotizing people into committing murders in their sleep, to which McCoy became an unwitting puppet. Despite knowing as much, the cops had no way of arresting the boy for doing such, let alone finding him...

Later on, both cops and lawyers agreed to a risky gambit: setting McCoy free without cause in hopes of somehow luring the kid. Around this point, I manifest as an incorporeal figure. Through telepathy, I instructed McCoy to go to a suburbs, to which he reluctantly complied. It was then that the evil kid probed Jack's mind again. This time, Jack was one step ahead, for he somehow figured out how to mentally shield himself in short notice. As he did, I locked on to the kid's telepathy, which in turn let McCoy figure out the helloin's whereabouts.

Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Lake Waves
The visuals were blurred. I was swimming at the center of a park lake during twilight. Various other familiar figures were there with me, though I don't recall specifics. Not long into this, huge waves formed, and battered everyone out to dry land. I was steadily catching on to this absurdity, but not before larger tides literally knocked me back into reality.

Scrap Group 1
Attack on Titan related dream.

Spoiler for major spoilers:

Colt conspired with Eren to kill Zeke, of all things. What's more, Colt reveals his,being of the Fritz bloodline. Cut to a battlefield in a plains. Eren, as the Attack Titanm uses his Coordinate to have a wave of pure Titans assault Zeke's Beast Titan form.

Dream 3 - The Sampling Extravaganza

The visuals were mostly clear. I was browsing the very same supermarket from before. Soon, I overheared my Aunt Karin and Uncle Able joking about off-brand cereal, though they quickly rescinded their words. I then see bags of such foods on a rack nearby. One interesting variety had chunks of chocolate and normal (off-brand) Rice Krispies Treats. This somehow grants awareness instantly. I tried some, finding it tasted as good as expected, though, as with food in other dreams, it melted and vanished much too quickly. Indeed, this was true for cookies, chips, and other snack items I sampled.

After some careless flying throughout the aisles, I went directly to the meat cuttery for some protein. Behind the counter was a man who looked extraordinarily similar to James Avery (aka "Uncle Phil"). There were black plates nearby, which stored what seemed to be beef nigiri. I ate some, when I discovered this was actually shellfish. 'Mr. Avery' wasn't unhappy that I touched something without permission. "Oh sure", he complained, "just take whatever you want."

To patch things up, I tried summoning a copy of what I ate. But, whether gesturing, staring, or through command words, nothing of the sort occurred. I then tried feeling things out on the plate. As it so happened, this was the surface of a hotplate. What's more, that mere tap caused it to short-out in dazzling sparks. Despite the jolt, I was completely unharmed. "Heh, no summoning.", I comment. "But hey, at least I'm invincible."

Next, I held onto exposed diodes, electrifying me further, and creating an more spectacular, iridescent display of electric orbs. I stared at those that fell on the plate, when I realized these had formed a single word: wish. Anxious seconds were spent trying to think of something, but I resigned myself to whatever came in mind. "Mechaz0r!", I shout. Not sure why I thought of Duelyst, having not considered it in a while, but oh well.

Suddenly, the structure begins rumbling, while a familiar tune sounded in the background. The title song for Power Ranger's, to be exact. For extra amusement, I had it seamlessly switch to the Broforce theme. This, in turn, caused a huge karaoke screen to rise up behind the meatcutter's counter, though tiny, illegible text rendered that terminal moot save for the extravagence of it all. As I prepared to sing, a number of other patrons (mostly college/university-aged kids) flocked in to chant along with me. Despite many of us being off-tempo, it was a whimsical moment all the same.

The tune got about halfway before I awakened abruptly.