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    1. 2017-04-12 LUCIDD 230 vivid dreams

      by , 04-12-2017 at 10:41 PM
      + a place is taking off on top of me, I get dragged by the plane, it takes off, I have to figure out when to let go and roll on the ground

      + baseball on radio

      + in work cubes talking to SC (not there) about how she was using my cube because I had been away for a long time

      + CH back yard back steps climbing up, dog (old and sick sounding), growls at me a bit at top, he's mangy looking but I'm feeling warm towards him still, food bowls inside the back porch, I see the front door is open, walk towards it, see a girl standing halfway up the stairs, I go up the stairs, there are groups of girls in my old room and sister's room. Talk to them a bit (forgot dialogue)

      later:

      + brief half-asleep sexy time under a blanket in a room

      + LUCIDD 230 LD#230 I am in my FAH (former adult home, CA) looking at the cat food on the ground, I fill the bowl with fresh food but it still looks soggy. I get up and walk by the dresser and see Christmas-related things there, I think that I at some point took the trouble to take them out of storage. I walk to the kitchen, and I look at the cooktop. The burners are still hot and somebody left some cloth materials on top of the burners, and I get really mad. I think it was son S2, and I start yelling "you can't put those kinds of things on top of hot burners! You can ONLY PUT METAL! ONLY METAL!" Then I see the material catching fire, son S2 is near and I keep yelling at him and slug his shoulder a few times, he gets mad and almost takes a swing at me, I feel a bit bad about hitting him.

      Older son S1 then says "hey look there!" and directs our attention to the light fixture in the dining room. I'm looking at it through the opening from the kitchen and see that the colorful light fixture is gone, the only thing that remains are a few fragments of clear glass/crystal. I think someone has stolen the colorful fixture. I see the dining room window and it looks ajar, and imagine a thief opened it. I look to the right through the family room and to the sliding glass door to the backyard, it also looks like it's been messed with. I go to it and the entire frame falls off of the house into the back yard. Clearly a thief has pried it away from the house to enter.

      I go out into the backyard, I feel a lot of fear that we've been burgled. I'm afraid for my dog now, I call for him, "L! L!" then I remember that he died a long time ago. I'm feeling really fearful of what we've lost and about burglary, and think that my only hope is if I'm dreaming. I do a nose pinch and I can breathe! I'm lucid! I feel a great surge of relief and re-enter the house. I imagine (don't see) that my sons are still standing there, and I say, "well, boys, this is a dream what shall we do?
      Spoiler for NSFW comment:

      Well that's silly, I can just summon them. No bother, they're already in the living room I decide. So I start walking there but at the dining room
      I wake up.
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    2. Really long side notes + some random dreams.

      by , 04-12-2017 at 07:05 PM (Lucid Time!)
      Spoiler for REALLY long side notes:


      Random dreams from the past couple of weeks.

      I was in the show Naruto (An anime I have not watched and hold very little interest in watching.) Now I've seen somewhere IWL that there are two Narutos that exist at the same time, an old one and a young one, and both of them were attending school, albeit at different grade levels. The focus was on the young one who constantly got bullied by the other students because his hair was yellow and apparently that was an unlucky color. He was standing under a large oak tree outside of a building that looked like a small elementary school, maybe only big enough for three or four classrooms on the inside, with the other kids around him.

      I went over to one of the students who was causing the bullying, who happened to have black hair. I tried to talk him out of it, asking him how he would like it if he was the only student who had black hair and everyone picked on him for it. He then started crying because I made him feel guilty, and hitting my leg and I told him to stop or I would tell the principal. At this point I became aware that I was supposed to be the teacher and was responsible for all of these kids.

      Of course as soon as the anxiety about my responsibility kicked in the dream went haywire. One of the kids got stung by a bee and started crying, and I had to administer her epi-pen but she was kicking me because she didn't want the shot. Another kid stole cookies out of several kids lunches and got a sick stomach, and started crying. Once the other kids realized their deserts were gone, they all started crying as well. The kids reduced in age and kept finding more and more reasons to cry, and before I knew it I was surrounded by ~20 waling babies.

      I became lucid as the anxiety was about to climax and realized that this wasn't my responsibility, or anybody and acknowledged that it was just a dream about an anxiety. I started to walk away as the dream faded out, not wanting to be bothered to acknowledge each of the children's individual needs. I thought the crying children would vanish as I walked away and recognized my anxiety but they didn't. The older Naruto jumped in front of my path and confronted me for leaving them behind.


      -+-

      I was with Marcus. I think we were at his house and he was playing Spore and I was watching. He had heavily modded the game to be better in many ways, explaining some of the dreamlike and nonexistent features of the game that I did not recall from playing the game back in high school. He started a new game as a cell, but didn't name the planet he was on the right thing, so he had to start over on another planet.

      When he did, I noticed the planet was around a binary star system. (Starting a game around a binary star is not something you can do in regular Spore, I recall that much.) Most of the mods he had created revolved around making the game cooler, more realistic and more in depth that the original.

      He showed me the creature stage where he was playing as this six legged monster. He was talking about how plants around different stars would need to be different colors to absorb the different wavelengths of light, and that planets around red dwarfs would have plants with black leaves because they could catch all available light. He then showed adding in this fern-like plant with black leaves.

      He then cheated his game to space stage where he had made the most mods. He showed me how the home solar system he was in now had asteroids and comets that you could visit and set up small bases to mine and research, planets could become tidally locked, and could have multiple moons. You could 'colonize' gas giants and harvest resources there.

      He started flying through space and went to a solar system around a small red star and colonized it, then zoomed out and showed me the galaxy. He showed me how there were some endgame items you could now unlock for your ship that allowed you to create custom stars and planets.


      -+-

      I was playing airsoft with Jack but somebody on the other team was using a gun with real bullets and shot him in the head. Somehow even though there was a big bloody hole in his forehead he got back up like it was only a minor injury.

      -+-

      I got a text from Manei and became semi lucid. She said that she saw a stray cat get hit by a car and that she needed my help to take care of her kittens until they could get into proper foster care. I drove over to her house which in the dream was in the same neighborhood as my friend A's house, and very close to it, but was only one story. In the hazy semi lucid dream logic I remember wondering to myself why I didn't visit Manei more often even though I always wanted to have more lucid dreams.

      I don't recall the remainder of the dream's plot because outside of her showing me how to bottle-feed kittens nothing else really happened.


      -+-

      A very lengthy dream about me accidentally hitting a guy's car and making a dent it, and the other guy drove away.

      -+-

      A long dream about installing a Kerbal space program mod that added a planet in orbit around the homeworld with an atmosphere.

      -+-

      This was the dream from two nights ago that motivated me to get back into this.

      I had a dream that started of somewhat similarly to my very first lucid dream. I dropped from several stories up and landed on a beach, already reasonably lucid. Some false memory details about the dream came back to me in where Manei and I were going to the beach, and we had swimsuits, towels, a beach umbrella and the likes. Marcus was there too wearing a Hawaiian shirt and he brought a folding table and chairs.

      The beach was different though, it seemed completely original to the dream and didn't resemble any beach I've ever been on in waking life. I felt disoriented and looked only to find a small parking lot with some cars in it and notice that there were a few dream characters scattered about, though the beach was by no means crowded. I studied the dreamworld briefly reflecting upon how much I liked the fact that the dream had constructed an original environment rather than re-using my house or my college for the bazilyionth time.

      Manei turned to me and said in the voice of one of my old friends from grade school. "Aww man, I wanted to go skinny dipping, but there's a fat guy in the water." (she gestures to a man standing waist deep in the water who looked a lot like my maternal grandfather but fatter.)

      I said back to her, fully lucid "Skinny dipping isn't about your weight. It means you go swimming naked."


      The dream went into some scenes that I cannot recall particularly well of surfing on the water and using my fire jets to propel myself. I recall later on Marcus set up the card table to where it was so close to the shore that in sitting on the chairs around the table the waves would wash over our feet. The three of us began discussing why my lucid dreaming effort has dropped off since my meditation stopped. When I brought up the meditation,

      Marcus replied "Meditation has created 1,011 faulty dreams. Deficiency of applied effort 403 times pi percent."

      I entered into a virtual reality simulation where everything was neon green cubes and black, and things looked like the movie Tron, but I don't recall much else of what happened.
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    3. No More Dawn

      by , 04-12-2017 at 06:02 PM
      Dream 1

      It started off inside a school non lucid but I became lucid after the setting changed to a park with bright green colored grass with a hill top.There I saw an old man standing by a tree. I made him give me candy than asked him where his home was after the setting changed to my old house. He pointed to the dim halls and said that it was where he slept. I chuckled than left him to go to my old room. At this point I became non lucid.

      I walked to my bed and lay down to get some rest but when my Grandma walked in she looked really thin,strangely tall, had no skin on her neck, just bones and as she walked out her head became a clothing iron. My younger brother had to walk in and keep her head up. Next my Dad walked in and try to give me something. I noticed I was shirtless through and told him to get out. He kept trying to hand me something until he finally left.

      There was a woman watching us from outside the wall who shook her head as if she was watching a comedic tv show. With her was a golden retriever on a leash. I tried to fall asleep and forget about what happened but as I lay there I started feeling heavy so I thought I was sick. Looking up I saw that the wall was gone and far off was the ocean and it's waves crashing onto the sidewalk beyond the shore.


      I became lucid again and pondered if this was a dream with some deep meaning waiting to be found. But I felt heavy and wondered if I was in the dream for too long. As I pushed myself to get up I went outside and felt like I was in England during the great depression because of how the people were dressed. After finding my younger brother he grabbed my hand and ran with me to a clock tower where people gathered to escape from the tsunami. As I looked at the people though I noticed some kids holding onto a weak red railing as they looked at the outside view. "Don't hold onto it. You'll fall" I told them. They just laughed and pushed it more though. This annoyed me so since I knew it was a dream I pushed the one that made a rude remark and he fell down onto some stairs.

      The setting now became a classroom where the boy began throwing metal chairs at me. After dodging them he stopped and I left the classroom to find myself back at my old house. After entering a room and finding something odd, I went back to the living room calling for Dawn. That's when what seemed like a joker/the king's fool character made out of wool appeared and wrapped himself around me. He than made a big wool doll appear that symbolized me and began stuffing more wool into the doll's head. " Why hello Melissa! You ran away during the great depression in search of a cure. But! The story continues in the next!".I noticed a knitted hand with a Eye on it appear too. I woke up after that.

      Dream 2

      I was non lucid in my old house looking after some kids who randomly came in. They were very hyper so I tried to get them to play hide and seek. I could hear Eye arguing with someone in the next room though.Lucid now, I walked into the room. But I couldn't see him. That's when suddenly 3 dream characters slowly appeared and were talking about a plan to take control of the house. I asked them where Eye was but they just made blank stares than grabbed me in an attempt to get rid of me. The lady's hand weapon was interesting looking so I pressed the aqua colored button on it. Nothing happened though and she told me to stop. Before they continued to attack me though I told them to stop and if they could help me understand why this was happening. But than we heard a loud voice of a woman singing a awe inspiring song. This made the others panic. The lady flung into a wooden dresser but she couldn't fit. I tried to pull her out than went to take a peak to see who came. I saw through the distorted dream layout a giant gorilla like creature as tall as three men stacked on each other. He was surrounded by big heavy chains that seemed to be the singing woman's weapon. I jumped up and made it on the top floor as the others panicked. She was defending me but what I wanted was for Dawn to appear.

      Making another leap up, I felt myself ascending into the sky and as it got faster I saw others ascending and trying to hold onto something or find a way out of it. I tried to take their hand cause they seemed like they needed stability too. After seeing a woman vanish and a teenage girl finding her mother I reached a yellow scenery that was bright but I was still ascending. "I'm not against going higher but I think its about time I think about where I wanna go"I thought to myself. Picturing myself in another scenery I also pray about how weird I felt in a lucid dream where I just kept ascending. 3 secs later I'm in a house sitting on the floor watching different guys dancing in front of an audience and I. When they put in sluts I was about to get up and leave but than turned to see a faded dc in the closet next to me that entered a black/white schnauzer doll.

      "Should I see Dawn or stop trying to see him?" I asked the doll
      It moved up, shook it's head for the first no than nodded for the second and moved back."Should I stop seeing Eye too?" I asked. It moved up paused than moved back. "Is that a no or a yes?" It was about to answer me again but I woke up.

      I have a feeling I should stop trying to summon Dawn but if I stop summoning Eye too It will get boring for me. This reminds me of the last time I said I was going to stop summoning Dawn in a lucid years ago too. For the sake of being balanced while summoning guides I'm going to stop trying to bring Dawn up.

      Updated 04-12-2017 at 06:10 PM by 67570

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    4. Drake again

      by , 04-12-2017 at 03:10 PM
      I revisited an old dream of mine. It was with Drake and hid buddies at some bar. I was there because drake was being nice to me, and I remembered that the first time in this dream was a disaster. I had clothing on underneath from my youth, and I think in the original dream I shit myself at the end. Iinstead, I met drakes team and told them I can freestyle. I asked to freestyle with two of the producers. At first they were like ah fuck we have to listen to this kid suck, but as soon as I got going they were blown away. I'm always amazed that I can freestyle in dreams, but even in there I can reach flow state.

      After being with them I entered a situation where we hijacked an alien invading ship and me and galen were driving. We had to help kill thousands of humans to avoid suspicion but eventually I just started firing the forward cannon
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    5. Matilda Mother: Never Ending Omega-3 Fish Oil

      by , 04-12-2017 at 03:02 PM
      Last night I was reading a book called The Tibetan Yogas of Dream and Sleep, and ran across the term "Mother Tantra" before I fell asleep. When I dreamt, I heard the Pink Floyd song Matilda Mother playing over and over again, as though in a loop. In the dream I am opening up a vitamin bottle of Omega-3 Fish Oil and trying to extract its contents. All the capsules have melted together, however, to form a gelatinous stream of goop that comes out of the bottle like a long octopus tentacle. The tentacle is golden-translucent and slightly sweet to the taste. I cannot bite through it. While I am gnawing on it, I continually hear Syd Barrett's voice singing the versus and chorus of the song.

      I soon find myself holding another vitamin bottle. This one has individual red beans covered in a clear slime. The slimy beans taste semi-sweet like the Fish Oil tentacle. I gobble up as many as I can fit in my mouth, trying to finish the bottle. I hope I don't overdose. I soon notice that the quantity of beans are not depleting in the bottle; the more I eat, the more beans seem to materialize. The supply is never ending. Meanwhile, Matilda Mother is still playing endlessly in the background. I hear the crooning chorus over and over again: "Oh, mother. Tell me more! Tell me more..."
      Dreamt 2/25/2017

      Updated 04-14-2017 at 06:27 PM by 92342

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    6. The Tiny Man and the Apocalypse (with Gregory Hines)

      by , 04-12-2017 at 10:12 AM
      Morning of April 12, 2017. Wednesday.



      In the first part of my dream, I have the ability to “do anything” and I am clearly aware of this (even though I am not lucid at any point), of which becomes a focus on an unfamiliar Solntsevskaya Bratva boss (reminiscent of an older Mikhail Baryshnikov though more like Semion Mogilevich in the last moments of the scene, though Mikhail is possibly the man at the teacher’s desk and near the tree in later scenes) and his younger associate wanting me to find gold. Semion is at a desk in the last scene of the first segment. I explain that I will only find the gold that is not in a secured location or kept by others. I tell him that there is at least one large gold nugget twenty-five miles away. (This indicated that my dream would last twenty-five more minutes as gold typically represents emerging consciousness as well as sunrise). To me, this seems like too long of a drive, but he seems to be interested in getting it. I explain that I could find gold coins that had been lost (symbolic of subliminally seeking conscious self identity), but the focus remains on the gold nugget. No events related to this scenario occur after this.

      In another scene (which seems to be the same unfamiliar room as in the first scene), I get two chocolate Easter eggs from my mother (having no memory that she had died years ago). They are like Kinder Surprise eggs (and with the same wrapper imagery) but about twice the size. When I go to eat one as I am lying on the floor (on my side), there seems to be one inside the other, as I end up eating at least half the foil from the one on the inside (but I do not spit it out). My mother is present and I mention this. She says that she had forgotten to unwrap it (and the second egg is probably like this as well). This does not really make sense, as how would one unwrap a chocolate egg that is fully inside another one? The toy inside the plastic “egg” (of which there is only one inside the second wrapped layer) is hard to discern. It may be some sort of tiny plastic outrigger model, the pieces attached in one frame (and I see the small strip of paper with instructions as well).

      There is a tiny man, only about three inches high, who I talk to several different times throughout the rest of my dream. There is interest in where he may have come from. I ask him where he lives, naming about three locations, finally asking him if he lives under tree roots and he seems offended. He talks to another male (of normal height) at a desk.

      The other male asks me something about receiving a check. The layout of the room now reminds me somewhat of one of my high school basement classrooms, with a square column on each side of his desk. I notice that I am in pajamas and as it is the middle of the day I feel slightly embarrassed. (I do not wear anything when sleeping in real life, though this is just a first-level dream sign, that is, a subliminal non-lucid awareness of being asleep and dreaming.) I take them off and put a shirt on, but then I see that I already had a shirt on (even though I had not actually put the first one on) so I am now wearing two shirts and notice that they are different colors (blue and pale orange I think, the blue on the outside). I think about whether I should just button up the second one but consider that it may be too warm.

      Eventually, it is seen that the tiny man actually had been living in a small cave under a large tree (just as I had first thought and asked him about though which seemingly offended him), accessible via a tiny doorway between the tree roots. I see two tiny women dressed as fishwives standing just outside the door. They seem to be wondering where the tiny man went. I want to talk to them, but they are wary of human beings of normal height. A group of other people, some of them relatives, curiously approach the tree (including Tina, which is possibly the first dream she has ever appeared in - I see her full name on a small piece of paper near the tree with a couple other names I do not discern). They seem to question whether or not tiny people really exist. One unknown male (Mikhail? - though vaguely like my brother Leonard) places about six or seven odd plastic animal figures near the door as “bait”. They are not to scale and include a frog, cow, horse, dragon, owl, and other animals, all about two inches tall. The tiny women somehow get the figures inside and the figures come to life. The frog tries to eat the cow but fails. Other figures try to eat each other in a chaotic scene but the scene changes. (I am viewing this as if the scene is magnified and I am perceiving from within the tiny cave, though this viewpoint changes in the next scene.)

      The tiny man returns and goes inside the cave under the tree. I had wanted to talk to him more. Soon, a young Gregory Hines (February 14, 1946-August 9, 2003) is present. Apparently, he is the ruler of the kingdom of the little people even though he is of normal height. He now plans on eliminating everyone but the little people (and himself). As such, he calls another copy of himself to aid in the end of the world.

      A sketch of Gregory Hines “slides” down a miniature skyscraper (though which is still about ten feet tall) that has the external surface of a flat disco ball. I watch as it nears ground level, each square shifting as the parts of the drawing “slide” down the side of the building. The drawing becomes three-dimensional and soon becomes the second “real” Gregory Hines but he is dressed differently than the first - in an unusual vertically pinstriped (dark gray and white) dance costume. I pick him up and throw him over my right shoulder (his head in back of me) and he kicks his legs. The first Gregory Hines looks on with annoyance. I am not sure what to do. I do not want everyone to be killed but I do not feel like carrying the second Gregory around or hurting him.



      This is the first time that my preconscious and emergent consciousness (not fully coalesced but still physically touching me and over my right shoulder) were both Gregory Hines. The two shirts event seems redundant of the concentric chocolate eggs event. It may relate to layers of consciousness within the sleep cycle or an unusual waking transition metaphor that requires a second prompt for coalescence (as I was in the dream state much longer than usual). The personified unconscious was the tiny man (validated by the fact he lived underground under a tree, a tree being analogous to the human brain only in some cases). This dream is atypical with regard to the miniature people factor. Most such dreams trigger lucidity and extreme vividness but not in this case. The high school basement classroom is a factor of the unconscious. The fall (or “slide”) down the outer wall of the disco ball building (also a “moon cessation” factor symbolizing the change in circadian rhythms) seems to be the otherwise common precursor to the “fall” of the emergent consciousness and vestibular system correlation.



      I explain this dream type further in “Dreams of Type PRECONAV-VSCPCEL, 01-15”.


      Updated 07-04-2018 at 12:22 PM by 1390

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    7. A dream I write b4 I forget

      by , 04-12-2017 at 09:28 AM
      Made sure not to forget this dream. Gone over it a few times.

      Dream I enjoy and interesting style that I feel is unordinary to my normal waking

      Find myself in mall areas. Urban. Hang out/am Turkish. there was some happening like a theft or a prize. Idk
      Something to do with work. Perhaps the one I hung out was an illegal immigrant trying to make his way.
      I end up taking a foreigner in my home. He slept in my bedroom. We talked. Did some chilling possibly shared a laugh.
      In the morning I end up talking and stuttering to him. He nods and I am glad to get my words out regardless. My mother talks to him (in this dream I feel I am my mother, feel her feelings and my own at the same time I think) So in this perspective I feel strange for from my own perspective I can't understand why my mother has such an easy time connecting to this guy. Then a complete stranger. American-looking caucasian. The dream is eitther bi-langual or I can not understand which language was spoken. He used the word sex. He was obviously trying to make jokes for 'The camera". Which was the 3rd person point of view here. Which is me.. which is also not me. Trying to make a killing hooker joke. Which did not land very well in the foreigner's point of view and he actually facepalmed at this point. The guy who made the joke ended up saying: Everytime I try to talk I end up not being able to talk.
      The thinig is he does what I do... He swallowed his words before he said them and they did not come out right. he didnt say it with full 100% confidence behin his words. If you read this I congratulate u :D
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    8. Tough recall

      by , 04-12-2017 at 03:02 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Inter-dimensional

      A very hard dream to recall where I had to travel to a parallel universe. I remember seeing some hotel.. or something. I just don't know.

      Running

      A dream of running along a trail that was at the base of a mountain at night time. I was with who i think is Data and Asuka. we were running from a pretend monster or something. we stop at the end of the path and are near some houses after that. I can't remember much after.

      Shouldn't drive.

      I was walking with my brother and someone else. We were going to visit a friend or something. We wind up outside an apartment complex. The said man comes out limping in a body cast. He gets into a vehicle and drives off... meanwhile I am thinking just how impossible and dangerous that somebody in a body cast can do that.
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    9. Lost Data

      by , 04-12-2017 at 12:16 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      2017, 04-10

      Lost Data

      I am in what appears to be an abandoned house. It is still furnished nicely, but from the layers of dust and cobwebs on everything no one has been in here for quite some time. I have absolutely no idea how I have come to be here, so I start looking around to see if I think of something. I find that I am not there alone. I go into the next room and I see a man sitting on a couch watching a big flat screen television. I am surprised to see that since the dust would indicate no one lives here. The man looks over at me and I immediately think of MoSh, although the idea I am dreaming still does not occur to me. I look at the television and see MoSh is watching Star Trek. Picard is on the screen yelling at Q, who is completely ignoring him. Data is also there and is trying to get either of their attention and everyone is ignoring him. Data finally gets fed up and climbs out of the television. The man watching doesn’t seem surprised by that and continues to watch as Data goes up a flight of stairs. I ask MoSh where he thinks Data is going. MoSh looks over at me and says he probably has to take a leak, that’s all. But Data doesn’t need to take leaks… I get the idea maybe I should follow Data and find out where he is going. I start to head up the stairs, and just as I reach the bottom of the stairs MoSh says to wait for him. He turns off the television and comes over to the stairs.

      MoSh goes up the stairs in front of me, as he seems to know the house better than I do. When we reach the top of the stairs there is no sign of Data. There is a short hall with a few more rooms opening off of it. The first one I check is a bathroom, but no sign of Data. MoSh looks in another room, and it’s an office. No sign of Data. I try the next door and this one is a bedroom. No sign of Data. MoSh walks past me into the bedroom and says there is more in here. He opens a closet door and inside the closet I see Data, standing there with his eyes closed and a layer of dust over him that could not possibly have accumulated just since we followed him up. MoSh goes over to Data and does something with a control panel on Data’s back. He closes up the panel and then steps back and looks at Data for a bit. Nothing happens. MoSh says Data is still broken and closes the closet door. Just seconds after he closes the door it opens again and Data steps out. MoSh looks over at Data and says he guesses Data isn’t broken after all. None of it is making much sense to me right now. I am looking around and thinking my brain is strangely foggy when I wake up.
      Tags: data, mosh, star trek
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    10. Illegal Trinkets

      by , 04-12-2017 at 12:14 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      2017, 04-10

      Illegal Trinkets

      I am on a motorcycle on my way to work. I still have a long way to go. I look down at the controls between the handlebars, and I see that the check engine light is on. The oil light is also on. There would appear to be some trouble with the engine. I don't think that I can make it all the way to work. So instead, I turn around and head back home. I get home OK, and drive my motorcycle into the carport. The carport has somehow become a garage. I go into the house to say hi to my mom. She doesn't seem surprised that I'm home so early. She behaves as if I've been gone all day. She asked how my day went. I tell her that I never made it to work. She seems to think that stranger than the fact that I got home so quickly. So she continues doing what she had been doing, and I going to my room. I look out my bedroom window and I see something even stranger. We are no longer in a normal house, now we are on a boat. All I can see outside is endless ocean. I don't stop question how our house has become a houseboat. I go outside onto the deck so I can look out over the open ocean. There is a cool breeze blowing in off the ocean. I see another boat approaching ours. I immediately recognized as a merchant boat. Apparently the owner of this merchant boat is hoping to sell us something.

      I go to the end of the deck where the other boat is docking. I climb onto the merchant boat and go over to the cabin. There are many different items on display in the cabin. I looked through the different items, looking at various trinkets and knickknacks. There are a lot of interesting things there. As I'm looking through the items, I noticed a few specific ones. I notice a couple of pendants that are shaped like promises that I like. I also see a few little knickknacks that are shaped like. I find a couple of white figurines and look exactly like my white cat Princes. I pick up these items and take them over to the cashier. The cashier is a middle-aged man, and there's a younger woman standing next to him, possibly his daughter. He sells me the items and thanked me for my business, and then I get back onto my own house boat. The merchant boat sales with our boat and disappears into the distance. I finally go back inside the house to see what my mom is up to. I am wondering if it's a bad idea to show her the things I bought. I get the idea she's going to think that I was being foolish. I'm not sure where this feeling comes from. It turns out my mom is not paying any attention to me. I don't think she even realized the merchant boat came back.

      I take my purchases into my bedroom and put them on the dresser. I see some strange lights outside. I go over to the window and look out. There are several boats outside circling our houseboat. The other boats have flashing red and blue lights on them, like police vehicles. My mom goes out to meet the police. I stay just out of sight inside the houseboat where I can hear what is being said. The police are looking for some merchant boats that they say have been selling stolen items. I turn and go back inside. The things I bought aren't important to me, so I figure I might as well hand them over to the cops. When I get back into my room, I am surprised to see there is someone else there. The woman from the merchant boat is in my bedroom. She says the police are not really looking for stolen property, they are looking for her. She said she hasn't done anything wrong, but they're planning on getting her locked up regardless. She said she has too much information on a certain conspiracy that's been going on. Now I'm completely unsure of what to do. I wonder if I can even believe with the young woman is saying. She seem sincere, but I have no way of knowing.

      I go back out in the other room and I see the cops are in the house now. My mom points towards my room and says the person they are looking for is in there. She then apologizes to me, saying my new friend is a wanted fugitive so we can’t be hiding her. I’m not even sure how my mom knew the woman was in my room. One of the police officers has a staff in his hands. He comes towards me and says to move aside and let him into my room to apprehend the suspect. He doesn’t even wait, however, before using the staff. The staff seems to emit waves of force to both cause pain and push people out of the way. I am annoyed that he went right to using the staff, so I resist, standing up to the waves of force. I don’t even notice much pain. The cop looks annoyed at my resistance and turns up the force. I still notice very little pain and I stand up against the force. The cop glares at me and says I will be arrested, too. I tell him he’ll never find me. Right at that point everything fades and I wake up.
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