Last night I had some cool dreams. I got them all on my voice recorder. But what I will type. is that I dreamed my hair had been cut. Then I regretted it. And, within the dream, hoped I was dreaming. In another part, I was in a movie theater. I did a finger palm test that didn't go through. But remembered to do a nose pinch breathe, which did go through. It was exciting when I breathed in through a pinched nose.
I was with C. And he was staying with me and my mom, i think we were just in a hotel. We were traveling somewhere. In the dream, I felt like i had a nightmare where he sexually assaulted me while sleeping. I was crying and telling my mom about it. The next night in the dream, I slept in my own room in the hotel. I had a pillow covering my face but nothing else because I was hot. C came in and sexually assaulted me. I begged him to stop but he kept going. I was sobbing, being loud, but my mom didn't hear. I would beg him and say "please don't, I said no" and he'd be like "oh? no? how are you going to stop this?" and proceed to sexually abuse me. I was trying to get away, and that's when I saw this green venomous snake slither up him with out him noticing. I stayed quiet accepting what was happening, and that's when the snake bit his back. He screamed in pain and i ran out of my bed room freely. He acted like he did nothing wrong. I ran up to me sobbing, telling me that it was a poisoned snake and it will make all his teeth fall out. And then he had transformed into an old lady, who looked like she abused drugs, with out any teeth (if there were teeth, they were all black) and she was generally terrifying. I stepped out of what was the backyard (That looked a lot like my old houses back yard) and then i woke up. I feel a general love for the snake, lol. The snake really saved me.
In this dream me and my brother were running around a kitchen, but we were like a couple inches tall. We were looking for bananas for some reason. They were hidden in random parts of the kitchen and we had to be creative to figure out how to get up on counters and into cupboards and such. When we found a banana we would high five and look for more. It was a really strange dream.
Morning of April 17, 2018. Tuesday. Dream #: 18,747-02. Reading (optimized): 1 min. I live in an unfamiliar home. I recall having a wife, but she is unlike Zsuzsanna. She smokes a cigarette while seated in an armchair. At first, I do not think of it as wrong, but after several minutes I realize I do not want to be around a smoker. (If the woman is meant to be Zsuzsanna, my dream self does not recall she would never smoke). I involuntarily throw a small spherical object (possibly a ball bearing) at her cigarette when it is near her mouth. Its burning tip is knocked off. It bounces and rolls across the floor, several feet from where she was sitting. In the unlit room, the appearance of the ember’s movements is vivid and realistic in its distance orientation. The event vivifies my dream. I am puzzled. I ask her when she started smoking (but wake before receiving an answer). I think she might have started yesterday. Before this, I do not recall ever seeing her smoke. The content was mainly a result of literal integration with enigmatic space, though fire often vivifies a dream as a result of the cortical arousal of waking. Zsuzsanna was in her sister’s new home the previous day. She saw a large painting by her sister (recently put up) of a woman smoking. I had not known this before my dream. It is crucial to understand enigmatic space is not solely a result of dreaming but of co-occurrence with monitoring processes as with noise altering or creating dream content.
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