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I am with a person who is eager to show me a house he just inherited. I am there to do some repairs/remodeling so he can turn it around and sell it. When we arrive we see how old and dilapidated it is. It looks like an old abandoned crack house. The front door is ajar and windows are wide open, the curtains fluttering in the breeze. We step cautiously into the house and are met by a homeless-looking man with a long beard and a crazy eyes - he is the schizophrenic brother of the man I am with. He has apparently moved into the house. He walks into the living room, holding a toothbrush. The two brothers begin fighting and screaming at each other: "Get out of this house!" "I ain't goin' nowhere! Mom and dad gave it to me!" "Mom and dad disinherited you!" "Like hell they did! One half of this fucker is mine!" And on and on they go, yelling at each other. The fighting eventually escalates from verbal to physical. The schizophrenic brother picks up a television and hurls it at us. We move out of the way and it smashes against the wall. We decide to leave. I suggest we go back to my place temporarily while we decide what to do.

The house we go to is my old home in West Islip, NY where I lived from 1984 to 1989. We sit down in the parlor and decide what course of action to take against his crazy brother. I suggest we hold him at gunpoint until the police come. We go down to the basement and I take out a bag of guns. I ask if he has a preference as to what gun we use on his brother: we have a .22 but we also have a lever-action 30/30. He says to use the .22, but I can't find it so we end up using the 30/30. Taking it out of the bag, I accidentally discharge a bullet through the basement ceiling. When I get up closer to inspect the bullet hole, the hole suddenly transforms and widens into an air conditioning vent. As we head back upstairs with the gun, I ask him if his brother will seek revenge on us for holding him at gunpoint. The answer is yes. I turn off the AC before leaving, but then change my mind and turn it back on. My parents will want the house nice and cool when they return from vacationing in Italy. Dreamt 2/9/2017

I am flying somewhere over the United States in an F-16 fighter jet. I am not the one actually flying the jet; it is being flown by a guy with dark sunglasses who looks like Swedish heavy-metal guitarist Yngwie J. Malmsteen. We are flying at night. I am very glad I am not the pilot, as I have no idea how to operate an F-16. I do have a job, however: my job is to control our altitude. I do this by shifting an M-16 assault rifle which is sticking up between us like a gear shaft. Leaning it down makes us go down; pulling it back makes the F-16 go up higher. The position of the barrel determines the direction of our altitude. I look out the window and see the terrain spread out beneath us like tiny twinkling Christmas lights. We are cruising at super-sonic speed, and Yngwie is very cool and relaxed behind his dark shades.

I point the barrel of the M-16 down and we start to descend. We suddenly hit some turbulence and the jet begins to rock and bounce around in the clouds. This frightens me. Suddenly I am not so sure what I am doing with my M-16 assault rifle altimeter. Should I go back up? Continue on course? I think to myself, one slip up and I'll kill us both! To my great relief, Yngwie grabs the barrel and lifts the entire gun out of its boot and puts it on his side. The jet stabilizes. We are safe. When we eventually land, I notice it I am in a vaguely familiar place - I recall the neighborhood from some prior dream fragment. Dreamt 2/7/2017

I was in my dining room with two women sitting at the table. The woman to my left was some kind of psychic or witch or something, and the other women on the opposite end of the table across from me was the woman who was being helped by her. She needed help desperately but I don't know what her issue was. I was just there observing. The woman to my left mentioned that she was using Juniper Seeds and Thyme. As she put the juniper seed in between her lips, the woman at the end of the table stood up with fear in her eyes. I turned to see what she was looking at and standing behind me was a huge wolf which didn't look friendly. I could tell it was a spirit because it was fading in and out. The woman in charge stood behind the other woman holding her tight as they walked toward my bedroom backwards keeping the wolf in front of them. I was not afraid of the wolf, and wondered what in the world was going on? The woman was shaking Thyme leaves out at toward the wolf and had the seed in her lips making sure the wolf could see the seed, which obviously meant something to her but nothing to me. They backed into my bedroom leaving me out in the living room with the wolf spirit who was now gone. I sat on the couch wondering how I was going to get these spirits out of my house, and what this was all about. Then I was woken up by neighbors dogs barking at 3 am.

I was flying out of solar system, on trajectory similar to Hohmann ellipse. Target was probably Kuiper belt. I was just point of consciousness, nothing more than that. My consciousness was sensing all the bodies around, from small, to big ones.
Then I registered eerie sky blue light from behind which increased intensity fast. I turned my attention to solar system and I saw the Sun exploding in size and devouring all the planets... I turned my attention forward and I saw bodies of Kuiper belt now sharply illuminated and with comet tails reaching to great distances. Some of those now comet like bodies were large as planets...
Then I folded space into new star system. There were two planets able to shelter remnants of humanity, to flourish again. I landed them an planet closer to that sun. There was quite warm there. I was thinking whether I should change location to planet further away, which was colder...

Remarks
I was just point of consciousness, an explorer. But somehow I managed to save many people from solar system and plant them on that planet.
I was in unusual consciousness state. It was like unattached observer, but there were differences... I can't describe them. It felt cold. Logical.

This happened about one year ago. I and my sister decided to hypnotise each other. During the hypnosis I felt very aware and was very tired so I got in something like hypnagogic state. After the hypnosis I woke up and hypnotised my sister. It was late and after that we fell asleep.

Those days I couldn't get out of my mind the idea of winning the lottery(6/49)


The Dream:

I was lucid in my hometown sitting on my desk . On the monitor of the computer there was something like a table with pokemons and numbers. Every pokemon had statistics(numbers). And in my dream I knew these are the winning numbers of the lottery. But everything in the dream was red and hard to see. Like it was blurry but actually it wasn't. So I didin't see anything. I don't remember what happened after that, I think I just lost lucidity and started dreamming another dream.

I guess every pokemon in my dream was for other games or winning posibilities in the lottery. Or maybe this dream wasn't about lottery, but I feel like it was ...