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So I remembered most of this dream this morning, but unfortunately I had to finish preparing for a school presentation that I gave this morning so I was unable to record it immediately, and now I remember very little. Ok, now that I finished writing down the dream I remembered a lot more than I thought.

I was playing Diddy Kong Racing on the N64. For some reason a computer player was really really fast, and kept ahead of me even though I was playing well and not making mistakes. I actually remember the characters, too I was the mouse character (been too long I can't remember her name) and the computer beating me was Diddy. I was getting really frustrated and started complaining "this is ridiculous how can I beat that?"

So my brother who I haven't seen in several months (he currently lives on the other side of the United States) was apparently sitting next to me and he said "huh that is weird how hard that is. let me try." I gave him the controller and he proceeded to restart the race and beat the same computer by a lap. (which is actually pretty realistic, he is legitimately one of the best Diddy Kong Racing players in the world in waking life) "wow that computer was really fast." I just rolled my eyes at him.

Later in the dream I was standing next to a vending machine trying to buy pepperoni pizza. The machine isn't taking my dollar bills, and I remember I needed 50 cents more to buy the pizza. I notice now that the machine says "exact change only" so I get out a couple of spare quarters, but to my dismay the machine just spit them back out at me. My dad came over and said to try his quarters. I put in his two quarters too and one was accepted, but the other kept getting rejected. In the midst of this frustration I woke up.

The being I met was a gigantic spider. His body was a lime-green sphere, with one eye and a jagged mouth. He had eight spindly brown legs extending from his body, and wore a crumpled purple top hat. He introduces himself as "the Wisest Spider", though it is questionable at best if the things that come out of his mouth constitute "wisdom".

The Wisest Spider has a long list of opinions on what behaviors a "True Spider" will or will not engage in, brushing aside any concerns that this might be a "No True Scotsman Fallacy" by simply not acknowledging that the concern was even raised.

The Wisest Spider continues to peddle his questionable wisdoms in his advocacy for the Breatharian lifestyle. That is, a lifestyle that eschews eating and drinking entirely, claiming the body doesn't actually need food to function. The Wisest Spider is himself a Breatharian, never eating or drinking, and attests that this is the "healthiest lifestyle".

Except, of course, on his "cheat days", in which he eats ("for purely recreational reasons" he assures us). It's not that he needs to eat, he just wants to some times, because he likes to taste things. These cheat days are, well, every other day. Attempts to argue to the Wisest Spider that his lifestyle isn't "Breatharianism" but merely "intermittent fasting" do not appear to work. He is adamant that he is practicing a "Breatharian" lifestyle, and besides, he likes the sound of the word.

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strange backyard.

I was in a strange store or something. Wandered into a backyard area wanting to get out. There were these strange fences all around. I tried to find a way off the property but couldn't/ Saw some guy with a hat wandering around. I asked him how to get out of here. He said there's no way out in the back so I have to go through the building.

The fence looked strange, Made me lucid. Walked through the building for a few minutes and made it outside. I remember wanting to look for jamie so when I went out the door I looked around for a bit and wasn't sure where I was. I tried time dilation. I put my hand on the ground and made it to 40 until I tried to jump. My hand looked really strange as I counted. I jumped so high but wound up in some black space, Tried to float back down but everything was still black. Almost DEILDed but lost concentration.

This is my DJ entry in PDF. Its 31 pages but thats due to spacing/size/lots of images. I wanted to post it as PDF so all the images and formatting would be already embedded since I accidentally messed up the BBcode things.

2018-04-25 - Dreams and Pictures.pdf

If anyone wants to read it but wants something other than PDF please let me know.

I was part of a race with my buddies owen and moo. It started as a monster truck video game and then turned into some sort of ski race. I remember several mountains that we were going up and down. Specifically, there was a moment when we were going up a hill and it seemed impossible we were going to make it up like our tires were skidding in the process.
There were announcers and it turned out it was now between two people lasting up to 10 days. One of those people looked a little bit like a cross between walton goggins and steve carell. I remember being pretty surprised how someone could go day after day all day around this ski course. It seemed like more of an endurance track and whoever decided to quit would lose. At some point I imagined that guy being exhausted staying in a cabin every night and then going out and competing again. His opponent was the bad guy but it seems like he was also the opponent against himself.

Another part of that dream I was in a neighborhood with this redneck guy who was supposedly really rich. He was saying that he'd take care of us. The dream showed a building that had a bunch of materials that he sold to people. We'd go house to house and sell different things like gas tanks. The guy was speaking out loud checking items off of a list. It looked like we were in castle wood or atlee ridge on the other side coming up to owen's house.

Dream 1

I was in my art class trying to paint a almost perfect copy of a mango. I was using red to get the shape when i noticed that the paint was actually a dim glow in the dark type of paint. I was excited to see how it would look like when complete but than I became distracted with someone else's painting.(I didnt know paint like this existed but who wouldn't come up with that amazing idea^w^)

Next I recall being in a fast food restaurant. There were two guys working there handing out McDonalds breakfast sandwhiches. However, after one of them handed a lady with a child a sandwhich, the server made fun of how the bagel bread was not really bread and that what she was eating was something else. This was dissapointing to watch.

Afterwards I was in my old house yard where my dad, brother and I were planting plants in the yard. There was one specific plant that my dad said would remind me of my childhood. I looked at the plant and tried to fix a clump of dirt that was attached to the roots. When i finished with the plant i went somewhere else.

Dream 2

I entered a bus to tour a place with my family. I saw that there was a top part of the bus where people sat on seats that were attached to wires. Kind of like a ride. "Good thing theres a regular seating place" i mentioned to my bro than sat down.

We eventually arrived to a airport where my brother was planning to take to go home. I wanted to go but than i decided to stay longer to enjoy my vacation. When i walked away i ended up at my old home though where a group of strangers who knew my mom walked in saying it was their home.

Not wanting to argue about it, i left and as i was walking a dc approached me and began poking me a lot.
I became aware somewhat that it was a dream and ignored the dc till i noticed we were in a place surrounded by people from tailand. We were under a car repair shop. They made me think of the palace but i didnt quite grasp that i wanted to go there. So I turned around but than a dc asked me to enter a narrow place. "Why?" I asked. "So we can play a korean game. You go inside and we'll sing the song. It goes like this-" he replied back.

I did go in curiously but than went back out cause it was ridiculous. I ended up meeting a girl there wearing glasses, who was in a short light yellow green dress too. She was in the kitchen working as a cook there. She didn't want to be there but she kind of had no choice.

Last thing i recall is that the dream shifted to another old room of mine.I was fully aware it was a dream and saw a cousin step in and take out a mouse trap from the closet. "What are you doing?". I than followed them to the hall where they placed a mouse trap on the wall than walked away laughing.

Than the scene changed and i was in a dark void where a dc began telling me to draw a crocodile. I watched as its form changed till i was in a classroom. I saw some old friends and began to wonder what they were up to now. But that didn't last long till i appear in another room.In that room a dc was trying to scare me saying a 5 yr old ghost was following me but than i waited till the shadows approached and they turned into the children i use to see at a daycare where i assisted the teacher. I hugged them happyily than looked at what was the trolling dc. He kind of reminded me of Eye personality but he didn't have his form




Notes:I was hoping for a better dream but eh, it was an okay dream. I might buy glow in the dark paint someday to see what i can come up with.

An extension of a recurring dream. The company I am working for has a long standing contract with a company abroad and I am in charge of the paperwork.
I am responsible also for a key. The key unlocks a metal ornate grill then another door into a very old wooden building that looks Dickensian. I like the smell of the wood and it feels strangely comfortable in there despite the lack of modern conviences. It reminds me of my dad's workshop/shed but much bigger.
Initially I go there and am followed by thieves who follow me in but I manage to escape past them and lock them in. The police come and arrest them.
Next I decide to stay in the building as it would be rent free as long as nobody knows I am there. I spend time working out how I could survive there and sneak in and out without being noticed.
Then there is a party taking place there again with old fashioned people, almost like a western saloon with woman wearing big frilly dresses lol.

Morning of April 25, 2018. Wednesday.



In this brief waking dream, I am in an unknown library. A very vivid voice mentions “Shirley Holmes” at the end of a phrase. I believe it relates to appreciation of a book. I consider how it is a play on “Sherlock Holmes”. However, I soon consider that it may be dream state distortion implied to suggest “surely homes”, but I do not see it as having potential meaning other than being happy at home based on the tone of the voice.

It turns out that there actually is a Shirley Holmes character of which I am certain I had not known of before, or at least never gave any notice to (though again, I am quite certain that I would have remembered a play on “Sherlock Holmes” as such). Even so, the detective essence is a recurring factor of being in liminal space, which represents the enigma of being between identities, dream self and conscious self. This has been a factor since very early childhood.

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Quick update: As usual, this dream seemingly came partly from content from what Zsuzsanna had been thinking earlier, with no way of me knowing. She had seen a game show that focused on Sherlock Holmes. This happens continuously, but I often do not go back to edit the entry.

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Created Tuesday 24 April 2018

Got two LDs to note, though not everything is as clear as it should be.

Dream 1 - Those Punks Got Bonked!

The visuals were a bit dim and blurred. I was working the evening shift in my old job at the gas station. A former co-worker, Yana, was there. During rush hour, the machines started malfunctioning, ludicrously overpricing stuff at both the registers and the pumps. While trying to sort this mess out, two punks snuck off with unpaid goods. I almost gave in to fury, when I realized the dream. Still, I wanted to punish those miscreants. So I warped behind them, then bonked their heads together. Things collapsed soon afterwards.

Dream 2 - Inanity and Ice

Scene 1 - Baking Glossary Mixup
The visuals were clear. I was walking across the neighborhood during a clear dusk, just across the street from my home. Almost instantly, I became aware. Just as quickly, I'd somehow acquired a book in hand. After taking a moment to breath calmy, I searched through it, looking for any info on either time dilation, the Backyard, or my dream guide, E. But, it was just mostly gibberish, save for a baking glossary haphazardly placed somewhere in the middle.

I then sensed my actual body, specifically, that I (supposedly?) felt out of breath. This distorted the dream. Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Inconvenient Parking by Circumstance
The visuals were blurred. I was driving northward towards the site of my old job, all during a cloudy afternoon. The roads were crowded, prompting me to park across the street. Things get unclear. I'm sure I went back to the gas station, where I restocked some coolers or something. Later, a DC animated movie clip. Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Attacked by the Ice Sorceress
The visuals were dim and a bit blurred. I was at home upstairs. Just then, I was assaulted by a villainess, a pale, light haired young woman with a stylized snow-themed winter dressed, perhaps even an evil version of Elsa from Frozen. Indeed, she attacked me with a wave of ice. This sparks awareness. Anyway, I respond by reflecting her spell back at her, but she was completely unharmed. I sensed the sorceress' magic was too powerful to take head on. So, I fled tactically retreated downstairs.

Once below, I thought to lay an ambush, changing gravity so as to cling onto the sloped wall near the stairs. But, on seeing the villainess arrive, my doubts got the best of me. I waited for her to look away, whereupon I crawled towards the door, then departed.

Outside in the driveway, day sky above. I begin hurrying, only to remember that my family was still inside. Guessed there was no choice but to fight. Such concerns cost my awareness.

Back inside. I became invisible, thinking my best shot was another sneak attack. I also debated shrinking myself for extra thoroughness, though I felt I was too short on time to prepare such. Soon, I found the sorceress in the living room. But now, she appeared as my niece, Emma, grown up from a toddler into a young woman. Yet, I could sense that overwhelming power from before. Was she also hostile? Couldn't risk taking my attention away from her, just in case.

Not too sure what else occurred before the dream ended.