Yesterday Dream(non lucid) Someone came up to me who look almost like Eye, asking to see my dream guide. I said no because i wasn't sure if he was secretly a spy who wanted to beat him up. Last night Dream (non lucid) I was...making music or singing...Next thing...im with my birds until a scene of edward elric pops up and he is sitting outside a facility in the outskirts of town. He is told there that he passed with an A from doing his own sugery on his arm and surviving although he almost messed up. He is happy and smirks although he is aware of almost messing up.
Got lucid and spent some time doing mind control. This evidently shows I feel really powerless in RL as I do this so much. Next there was some guy in a rice bowl hat, who I felt really fear and then hatred towards. Some other of my comrades were distracting him. So I shot up into the air super high then plummeted down at supersonic speed, crashing down onto his head. He was smacked down into the earth, so only his head and neck stuck out of the ground. I then proceeded to try and kill him by using a giant scissor style sword to cut his head off. Then fire etc but none of these worked and I had a growing fear of his escape and retribution.
02-03-18 I seriously need to work on recall. I should keep a voice recorder again and journal. Last night I had wonderful deep meaningful lucids in about 4 sessions spanning perhaps a half hour or more. During the dreams I was sure I would remember the details. I clearly remember having a very long awesome LD broke by 3 partial awakenings. Guess what? I remember almost no details. Use it or loose it! That is the deal with recall. I find it so funny that I have so damn many LDs and I am to freaking lazy to work on my recall. I may ask what good are all those LDs if I do not record or remember them, however I know I enjoy the hell out of my nights sleeping, I just don't retain the memories. If I put effort into it for a few weeks it would fix the problem. End of rant. The high point of what I do remember is talking with a small group of astral beings and two of them were actually columns of colored fire. It did not seem odd at all to me at the time that a couple of my companions were columns of energy/fire. I do remember they were not the same color as each other. What a shame to have forgot such deep weird stuff.
Date of Dream: SUN 4 FEB - 2018 Dream No. 277 - Separated Sections Dream 277 A - Six Brawlers And A Girl I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was witnessing this huge Super Smash Brothers-like tournament taking place on the grounds inside a huge hall. It was a mixture of every single video game character you could think of, not just Nintendo and Sega. I remember seeing Mario, Rosalina, Peach, Sonic, Yoshi, as well as some of the Sly Cooper characters and then all these other miscellaneous characters that I don't know the name of. Now here's the weird bit... Murray wasn't one character. In fact, if you chose to play as Murray, you'd be controlling six of him! There was though, one main entity to be identified as Murray. The main one out of the six looked like Murray from Sly 1 but he had the red mask on him like in Sly 2 and 3. Another Murray was in the complete shaman look from Sly 3. Then there were two other big figures but I have forgotten their exact appearance. To complete the team of six, there were these two tiny Murrays who wore nothing, not even an accessory. They kind of reminded me of when Murray was a child, just the small black beady eyes pasted onto this blank pink canvas. The scene had skipped to before the next tournament. I was aboard what claimed to be Skabb's ship. When I saw Murray coming out of one of the the rooms on the deck, I picked myself up and ran after him, trying to catch up to him and then quietly follow him to the arena. In this scene, the main Murray's appearance was completely an accurate replica from Sly 2 and 3. The arena was on the bottom floor, so as he jumped off the stairs, there was a huge thump dream camera shook violently. I only made my presence known once we were on the arena. For the first part, I was still quietly tip-toeing behind Murray. It's when he finished consulting the other five in his team and went towards the official that I ran a bit faster and caught up to give him a quick, tight hug. He wasn't startled and rather just continued walking obliviously to the official. He then spoke to the official, who was just a real-life human stranger lady sitting in a chair with a clipboard on her lap... I figured he must have been enrolling his six-muscle team in for the next tournament. The lady shook his hand and then turned to me who was standing next to Murray but also behind him, kind of like in a diagonal position. The lady gave Murray a look like 'who is she?'. Murray looks over at me in a confused kind of way but instantly gains a confident tone and says, “That's my assistant”. I gave the lady a wide smile and went up to her to shake her hand as she scribbled on the clipboard with the other one. I then walked next to Murray as he introduced me to the rest of the Murrays in the team. After having a team photo with the girl in the spearmint nightie (that's me) in the middle, the dream ended. Dream 277 B - Heavy Traffic I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was around the vicinity of Chadstone Shopping Centre. I forgot exactly what I was doing. I remember that I was trying to get some people to specific area on time and at the rate we were going, we were going to be late. In the dream, I didn't drive a car but rather I was the car, I flew down the streets myself and people were connected to me by invisible energy. At one point, the homepath guy was also connected. When I was just outside the shopping centre, LB (WB's younger sister) was walking around there. I heard her saying something along the lines of that she couldn't get home. I went up to LB and I said to her, “LB, I can take you home; I can travel as fast as a car”. She said nothing to me but I knew that she accepted my offer. So I got into a sitting position and when LB climbed onto me and then sat herself on my lap, I locked her in with my arms... The exact same way as Dreamy WB transports me in other dreams. With LB securely locked in place, I flew in the sitting position along the roads I originally came down. No one else was with me now, it was just her. Eventually, there were all these other people in the sitting position, being one-person cars for other dreamers, just like me. There were these traffic lights on the road that us dream-cars had to abide by; so we were all banked up in two very long lines, me being in the shorter one but right at the back. The traffic lights had eventually gone green but people were extremely slow to move off. There was no horn to press; my voice was the horn. So I yelled out a simple “Beeeeep!”, across the road and all the traffic started picking up in pace again and finally clearing off. I was now by myself and LB wasn't with me. I was travelling along some deserted roads, heading into a different area. The traffic lights were worse as well, with these ones, if you went through them and they were red, they would actually kill you. I found myself feeling pressure all over my body and I wondered why, I soon figured out I wasn't behind the line. I saw a car in the distance going though the light when it was red and a fence switched on with all these red lasers on it. When the dreamer drove through that, they were toast. As I got more and more down the road, the traffic lights got weirder and weirder. The light was constantly red and I thought to myself, “When is it ever going to go green?”. It was green but only for a millisecond and then it suddenly switched back to red again. The traffic lights weren't circular posts anymore either, they were now laser fences that went across the road like some access gate. The weirdest traffic lights were at the bridge of terrain connecting to the area of snowy China like in the Sly Cooper games... I was no longer in Chadstone anymore. The whole Cooper gang appeared at the next set of lights. These ones stayed red for longer than previously and the green was so quick. Bentley made a comment about the lights but I forgot what it was. I think he was trying to work out a way to get through them but not even his brains were quick enough for the limited time they were green. I actually thought of something myself and just by using the power of thought, I set the dream to slow-motion. I told them to jump through as soon as possible. The order they jumped through the green lasers were Sly, Bentley, Murray, Penelope, Carmelita, Me, and then the Panda King. Once the slow motion had ended, the Panda King was shown profusely crying like a baby. Apparently he didn't make it and the red lasers were onto him. The dream then showed Clockwerk flying towards us and he had apparently corrupted the Panda King and his body. That weird dream ended there. Dream Trophies Achieved: - None As of tomorrow, classes are starting again for me. So if you're wondering where I am, study is back. Dream entries will be posted when I can but if you don't see them any time soon, they will be posted in bulk.
Updated 02-05-2018 at 11:35 AM by 93119
I started taking a new medication and it causes me to sleep like a rock, which has caused some scary and weird experiences. The other morning, I realized I was dreaming. I was in my room and I wanted to wake up. I tried, and couldn’t. I was laying in bed shaking and screaming. I fell off the bed and banged my head on the lamp side table. On the ground I was thrashing around SO hard and finally woke up, making a startled noise IRL which caused my boyfriend to notice. The next morning, it happened again. I was stuck in a dream. But this time I used to to my advantage, and decided to LD. I held my hand up to summon M, and it worked but she looked different. It was a young woman with reddish brown short hair and a scarf in her hair. I asked her “does the dream mean anything??” And she replied “you’re crazy if you think it means anything” and started laughing. More people from the show joined in with her and started taunting and laughing at me. I was furious and knew that this wasn’t really M.
Yet another bathroom dream I'm in a huge, fairly crowded bathroom. Dual sinks are in front of me, a wall is to my right, and a door is behind me. A long hallway extends to my left, and it Tees back to the right just past the sinks. Beyond the T is another door. Everything is very white. There's a thin layer of water on the counters and floor. I need to wash my hands, but I'm holding an armful of clothes and there's nowhere I can put them that they won't get wet. As I'm trying to figure out what to do, a janitor calls through the door that's further away from me asking if anyone's in here. She quickly realizes that there are lots of people in here, but she calls out that she'll wait for me - calling me by name! I don't understand why she'd pick on me specifically, or how she even knew that I was in here. Now I realize it's someone I know*, which explains how she knows me but not how she knew I was here. Now I'm talking to someone about her father, though it takes me forever to remember that his name is LH* (which, IRL, it isn't.). He died while she was engaged and never got to see her married (not IRL). Counseling center I'm driving around outside the building with the bathroom. I pass more than one entrance, each with its own large sign above the doors, and I realize the whole structure is broken up into multiple counceling centers, each with its own focus (e.g. one for moms, one for dads), but all run by the same people. After rounding the building, I find myself slightly lower down and at a dead-end. I'm not sure how that geography worked, but I know I'll have to turn around to get out. Helping a coworker I'm in my cube working with a coworker who has a terrible hunchback. I've talked to him online for years, but this is the first time I'm meeting him in person. He's having build problems, and I suggest using Git's bisect to track them down. He's familiar with the idea but has never used bisect before, so I walk him through it. Eventually, he thanks me and leaves. I check the time and see it's past time to head home, so I immediately shut down both computers and head out. Snack time I'm in some combination of pantry and kitchenette. I grab some chocolate chips, then some little candy bars, and put them in the front pocket of my church shirt. The pocket bulges, and I hope no-one notices. Martian building I'm looking at a building on Mars. For a building on another planet, it's really pretty boring, just a rounded cube shape, kind of an off-white in color. I know that something needs to be cut away from the outside. Now I'm looking at it again. The modifications have been made, and there's a bluish force-field running down the middle of the structure along with sensors which can tell when someone's about to reach it and turn it on and off. Fragments Something about Chef (configuration management) recipes and a young woman Something about the white van
I had a dream that I had a lonnnnnnnggg time ago. It was from when I first moved into a flat with my current partner. In the dream we have a weird looking apartment that is somewhere a long way from my work but is cheap to stay at as its rented from my brother. So weird Oo
Morning of October 20, 2016. Thursday. My dream begins with a backstory involving a task which is apparently for a reality show. There is a feeling of comfort and happiness and of being in the right place at the right time. The challenge involves retrieving a two-storey dollhouse from the middle of a shallow pond. The knee-deep water is very cool and refreshing. The dollhouse is in a deeper area, mostly encircled by rocks that are just under the surface. Reaching down to lift it from the bottom, my right hand brushes a rock and I get an intense electrical shock that jolts my whole body and I even feel residual buzzing for a short time. My perception vivifies after this. I realize that only the dollhouse can be touched with the hands or a shock will result, which seems to be the nature of the challenge. I grab it by the roof and an upper window with both hands and get a vague impression that it is actually a miniature boathouse made of flimsy wood. I lift it up and tip it and watch and hear all the water flow out, as if it had been full of water even though much of it had been above the surface. I carry it back to shore with a great sense of enjoyment. There is a later scene in a less vivid dream event where two unknown males are trying to win the hand of a tribal princess. (I am unsure of the culture as even though it seems early Native American, it also seems to be in the future where there have been celestial changes, possibly threatening, though this is not a dominant idea.) There is something about shooting an arrow between two bows that overlap front to front giving the impression of a Venn diagram truncated at each side, the central area symbolically relating to the traits of the princess that both men desire, which has obvious sexual undertones. In the last segment, which is more vivid, an unknown male in a business suit is boarding a passenger jet near the outer boundary of a forest. (My view of him is from behind the left side of the aircraft.) He is carrying a large golden airplane charm which he had apparently won. He seems happy as he is walking up the mobile stairs. About 12% of my dreams (about 12 out of 100) render water as autosymbolism that represents entry into the dream state. About 23% of my dreams (about 23 out of 100) render vestibular system ambiguity as a flight symbol. In this case, vestibular system symbolism (autosymbolism that signifies being unconscious and emerging from the dream state) has three layers; the passenger jet, the golden airplane charm, and the mobile stairs. Gold symbolizes the emergent consciousness as analogous to increasing daylight. Text last optimized Saturday, 3 February 2018.
Tryna build my recall. As I write this entry I find myself remembering little glimspses of other dreams from the past few days. I won't bother trying to record them but I'll take it as a good sign. I can't even remember this morning's dream in a linear fashion, it's just an explosion of glimpses in my mind. In my dream, I was in my old job. I've had a few dreams with this particular element in it over the past few months. I also owned my last (late) car again. I drove about in my car before and after work, just like I did in real life. I smoked in the car, just like I used to. I was late to work, just like I used to be. But I was more late than usual. In fact this lateness has happened in every dream about my old work. I only vaguely remember dropping shopping off to customers. I remember driving about Glasgow in the work van filled with customer shopping. But only briefly. I remember a massive element of this dream was "The void" which I've been referring to a lot IWL in my efforts to spread enlightenment. I was teaching people enlightenment throughout the entire dream. I remember being in my car with an old friend, we were smoking. We went somewhere, I can't remember where, but I was getting later and later for work. I think I eventually said "screw work!" or something along those lines. Note to self: I am noticing "The Void" more and more in-dream. This is really good, it means my enlightenment is truly sinking in. But I have a feeling I can take this further and use it as a sleep/dream yoga. Especially when lucid. I seem to wake up a lot when noticing The Void. I often refer to enlightenment as "super lucidity", so it makes sense. I get super lucid and wake up.
Updated 02-03-2018 at 10:04 PM by 22655
Date of Dream: SAT 3 FEB - 2018 Dream No. 276 - MYER Is My Store I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was in a MYER store again, this time looking at Dangerfield clothes with my mum. I forgot exactly what we were doing but we couldn't take long in the Dangerfield section as we had to meet my dad and brother somewhere soon. We ended up meeting them at the MYER cafe but I forgot what we did in there. In the next scene, my family are not with my anymore. I went back to the Dangerfield section and got lost, so I was trying to find them again. I end up reaching this canyon-like thing and when I look down, I see the other three members of my family. There was no way to get down, no stairs, ramps, or anything else. So called out, “Dreamy WB! Please, help me get down there!”. Once again, she came straight away and in holographic form. Although I couldn't see her completely, I felt like I was pushed off the top storey and I was now levitating downwards in a sitting position. From her energy, I figured out that I was sitting on her lap as she rode me down like a rollercoaster car but much slower until my feet found the ground again and I became independent. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream Trophies Achieved: - None
Updated 02-03-2018 at 03:26 AM by 93119
I was in my Art class with a large encyclopedia, which I am assuming was at least 800 pages in size. I wasn't sure if any of the information was accurate, so I decided to go on the website of the encyclopedia. HORRIBLE MISTAKE. Upon being on the site, the whole screen went black and text showed up that said "this site is good" and a rapidly color changing ball bounced around the screen. There were also white lines that had a similarly colorful trail, as well as the whole screen changing hues. I couldn't close the site, not because of endless dialog boxes like in real life, but just because it didn't work. After that, the visuals cut to a music box, or at least a box with a spinning handle like an early 20th century music box. It was on a desk with countless other stuff like maps, bottles, and jewelry. The music box had a problem with the handle and stopped with the front of the handle facing the front of the box, but kind of down. What the thing was playing sounded like the transition periods between variations of excerpt C in The Chosen Priest and Apostle of Infinite Space by Bull of Heaven. It stopped very briefly for as long as the handle stopped, and then it would heave forward. The stopping periods were separated by about 2.5 seconds of music. After this happened, I ignored it and went to a simulation of Ed, Edd, N' Eddy in an Egyptian pyramid. I was controlling eddy. It felt kind of like VRChat. We passed through a corridor and found a tomb. I went back to the website and went to a friend at my school, who we'll call A. He checked it out, and it managed to disguise itself as a sound testing application. He said there was nothing to worry about, and when I went back to it, it continued the madness. After this happened, I gave up and saw Ed. I managed to convince Ed that he was some kind of evil vampire thing, and I said in eddy's voice as we left the classroom, "do you have anything to do?" and he replied with a maniacal Ed like laugh. I am honestly surprised the dream didn't end in an Iris-in and a transition to waking up.
I'm in some sort of institution -- I can't recall exactly what it was but it resembled some sort of summer camp. Disturbingly, there was an entire room filled with screen upon screen of porn. I recall, later, I met this girl and we both escaped from this facility over a fence. We reached this small artificial river which, according to her, was usually charged with high-voltage electricity (I watched a movie earlier that night involving an electric eel, so that might have caused this image to appear.) She later claimed it wasn't on today. At some point we reached a mall, and we were acutely aware that someone was after us -- I don't remember who. The mall was donut-shaped (sort of like the Hirshhorn Museum in DC). We were disappointed by the second floor, and I don't remember how; something about it being bland. My aunt was there at some point. I vaguely recall having to disguise myself with the girl. This all faded out. Unrelated scene in the dream, later: Me, my brother and sister, and my friend were looking for a place to eat. We step into Glory Days -- a sports bar+grill we have nearby -- and a woman at a desk tells us they're having deals because our local team (Redskins) won a game. Oddly, she gave us coca-coca bottle caps and told us to use them as coins in some sort of coin pusher arcade game. I don't think I won anything. At some point, I was flinging myself around a neighbor's yard in some sort of bungee system. In the dream I had a crush on some girl, though I don't remember who it was supposed to be, if anyone in particular. Vague snippet of me and friends watching movies in our basement. Some sort of delivery to our house? At this point, either I woke up or can't remember.
AWAKE/NOTES DREAM SEMI-LUCID LUCID I had a nightmare today, which is strange I think because I haven't had one in months. I had a bad day yesterday, so maybe that's why I had it, who knows. I am in a building and I think I am a hostage. I feel very unsafe and scared. I see an open window and jump out. If I am dead they have no use for me. The air is nice and cool, and I feel very relaxed as I speed to my death. I "respawn" as someone else. I am in an elevator with a few teenagers and I feel uneasy. They make one teenager go out of the elevator at one level and we hear him die as we go up. The teenagers laugh. We get to our level, and we have to tie some people up. I start tying a big guy up but then some people come in and we become the ones who get tied up. I am lying in a bed, tied up. I want to get out of bed and jump out of the window. There is a guard outside of my room, in the hallway, and when I try to move a pillow falls on the floor and the guard turns around. I keep still and he stops looking at me. Carefully, I get out of bed and go up to the window. I open it and feel the cool air rush in, fresh like freedom and cold like death. It is dark and I can't see what's below me but it is definitely a few stories high. I squeeze myself through the window and fall to my death… but when I hit the ground, it doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would, and I am still conscious. I realise that I survived the fall, and I start running, before someone finds me and kills me. I see some police officers in the distance and I run towards them and they seem friendly, although I am not sure at first. There is one lady police officer and I try to talk to her. She seems to be busy with her own stuff but eventually agrees to help - she tells me a room number. I go into a building and try to look for it. I find my mum in a hallway, and at first she says we can stay in this building, but then she walks down the corridor, sees someone and says we should drive somewhere far away. I go get my shoes and flannel, since it is cold outside, and I try to do this quietly, but then I hear the toilet flush and I quickly hide in a room. I try to hide behind the door, but it slams closed for some reason, very loudly. I put my back against the door to stop anyone from coming in. Someone starts trying to open the door, and eventually are able to come into the room. It is a male police officer, and he has a gun. I try to take the gun or point it away from me but I am not strong enough, and I die and wake up.
Morning of February 2, 2018. Friday. I find myself in an unknown and unfamiliar location, though as my dream self, I do not think of it as such. Zsuzsanna is present in the majority of scenes, which involve my usage of a raygun in an unusual activity. At first, only sparks come out. I find myself in an unfamiliar room where an unknown female (of about thirty) sits near a desk. As I aim it upwards at nothing in particular, sparks fly out and one lands on the female’s knee, which apparently hurts. I apologize for this, but when the sparks land on me, they create a pleasant sensation. In most other scenes, I am outside, though under some sort of shelter with industrial implications of which include a convergence of many different horizontal and vertical pipes. There is a square opening through the ceiling and roof of no more than one foot by one foot. I have an unusual false memory that the moon powers the gun, but I only use it to fire upward. I stand in one area, aiming it through the opening in the ceiling. Over time, the miniature radar dish at the front of the gun starts shining when I hold it upward in a certain position that apparently reflects the moon’s light. I do not actually see the moon at any point. I perform this act a number of times. It seems to make my dream more vivid each time. I go to a different area that has a smaller opening, hold my gun upward, and move it about until I see the moon shine on the miniature radar dish in a circular fullness and then I pull the trigger. The beam of light that emerges is about an inch in diameter. There eventually seems to be a vague backstory, based on an emergent false memory, relating to a recent alien invasion, though there is no hint of any impending threat. I aim the gun at another part of the ceiling in the realization that it will destroy the structure. I wake with the perception that I had accomplished the defeat of a supposed alien threat. Explanatory supplement (Saturday, 3 February 2018): This dream occurs by way of liminal dream control, which means that my dream self is habitually acting out the dynamics of oneironautics (which represents the nature of the dream state, not waking life) without being actively aware that the environment and situation is of the dream state as with conscious-self-based lucidity. This is based on autosymbolic cues from subliminal threads of the conscious self identity. This should be obvious from how my dream self’s actions vivified the dream state even though my dream self’s motive from the outset was not clear. My dream self eventually focused on destroying the alien building. This was the liminal space barrier between my dream self identity and my conscious self identity, the opening in the ceiling being autosymbolism for my dream’s potential exit point back into viable consciousness. (It was somewhat small, which is moot, as the entire building was apparently gone at the waking point.) The miniature radar dish, glowing more over time and producing more energy and a wider beam of light, signified the increase in neural activity as the emergent consciousness implementation. This invalidates the asinine belief that the conscious self experiences something that must be “interpreted” solely in conscious self terms, incorrectly assumed as “from the subconscious” (rather than correctly understood as RAS mediation between the transient dream self identity and the conscious self identity). It is the dream self that is the subconscious, which is coalesced by way of RAS (Reticular Activating System) into consciousness through the waking transition, which is what a dream is (which most people have no understanding of). Additionally, Zsuzsanna’s dream showed threads of associations with my dream in the very common but inexplicable (by society’s beliefs) patterns. This is evidence that RAS mediation is transpersonal, and distance does not seem to matter (as this was occurring before I even met Zsuzsanna, and we had grown up on opposite sides of the world).
Date of Dream: FRI 2 FEB - 2018 Dream No. 275 - Separated Sections Dream 275 A - Double Support I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in some random, unidentified MYER store. I was walking around when I got distressed by some young guy acting a certain way towards me around the make-up shelves. I called for Dreamy WB and she came immediately. Now the guy wasn't there anymore and so I was just remaining upset. She went over to me as a hologram and had a pitiful look on her face. I then felt a heavier, male-like presence and I soon realised that Murray came as well. So for the first time in a dream, both Dreamy WB and Murray were comforting me. Dreamy WB was still looking pitiful towards me as she lightly laid her hand on one of my shoulders. Murray wasn't exactly visible but I could see a large pink holographic hand rubbing my upper back. What's interesting is that each time I wanted to cry, he rubbed slightly harder and faster as Dreamy WB just kept that look of genuine concern pasted on her face the whole time. As all three of us traversed across the store, I alternated between crying and not crying for a couple of times until the dream ended. Dream 275 B - Back To School I remember I was back in the primary school classroom but forgot what was going on exactly, I was 19 years old in this scene though. I do remember the classroom teacher being Ms. Ea. which was a good thing in the dream. Another teacher had popped their head through the door and I remember it was one of my old primary school teachers. I was trying to say hi to him but he was not the least bit interested and rather walked away back into his own classroom soon after. Soon, Ms. Ea. asked if the class could do something about getting newsletter and I said I'd sort that out. I stepped out of the classroom but it was not a school environment... Rather, we were in a lonesome portable classroom situated in the middle of a rainforest. There were all these ledges that I had to jump across, making sure I didn't fall down the holes that would get me into the river and then I would drown. I found myself doing double jump glides exactly like Spyro, flapping my arms and then clutching my legs to surf through the air. I eventually ended up in another area I didn't know at all and that's when I met up with my parents. I know there were a couple of scenes to go but I have forgotten what happened in them, so I'm going to end the recap there. Dream Trophies Achieved: - None
Updated 02-02-2018 at 07:11 AM by 93119
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