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It all began sitting out in the backyard. I was out there with Simon and Tia at night, and we were admiring the moon. It was so large in the sky, 10x bigger than ever due to some intense astrological event. Watching the beautiful moon made me really appreciate nature and the world around us.

Then everything changed. In the morning, a few hours after sunrise, I was sitting outside with Jake. We heard a terrible noise, like the whole globe was panicking. Looking up, we saw what man fears most; the sun being blotted out slowly. Global warming had run it's toll, and a great cloud was covering the earth as it cut the sun exactly down to 1/2 of its former glory. We watched the sun sliced down by half, as our primal fears rang out. The world over panicked. Everything went down. Cell, internet, power.

We spent some time in the house just talking about if we would survive this new world, but eventually I gave up on thinking too hard. People started gathering in eachothers homes to say goodbye before the apocalypse. Britney came over, and we had an idea. A party.

It started with the music. A battery powered speaker that we put on the back lawn, playing some tunes. People heard, and they came. Someone blasted the volume, and so the party grew. Soon, a massive "end of the world" rager was taking place in my very backyard.

Elon musk showed up. And mark zuckerberg. Two rulers of the earth.

And I square danced with them! What a strange time. I lost britney before I could say thanks for the party, so I ended up partying all the way through the night.

A great dream after all.

There was this town that I came across that was severely ruined and old. A kid brought me there to show me his junk collection. He had claimed this large area and wanted to give me a tour of all his treasures he had. He said it was important that I stay with him, and that he would help me in my quest. Think of this area like the gray terminal in One Piece. This kid had just claimed a small area of the terminal. I got impatient and ran ahead into the inner city. It seemed to just be a few mostly destroyed homes and empty plots of land. It had a big empty plot for a castle with two large staircases that had figures still standing where the stairs would be. You could almost imagine how big the castle would have been at the top of the hill. The inner city would have had about 10 homes, and the outer city down the hill a bit had about 30. Down further you could see a beautiful body of water. There was a building still standing, still inhabited. I talked with the man there. He was in his 60s and was willing to offer me a drug that could show me the past so that I may learn how to fight in incoming threat. He needed a few materials that I could get from the junkyard out front of the city. One of the materials was choline. I left the man's house and took in the sights again. I noticed a statue standing across the town, and by where I was were the plaques. I started telling my brother about this dream while reading the plaques. They were black with gold writing. They were very clean and looked brand new. The plaques told the town's purpose, their wars, the arena where they'd have duels with dragons, their use of dragons in defending their town, and more. My brother asked the name of the city and I couldn't find it. I was looking around and saw a sign that called the town jNIjl. I tried telling Kris the exact capitalization while telling myself not to wake up as I was doing so, but that caused me to do just that as I got about 3 letters in. Turns out I wasn't talking to my brother after all.


I also had an earlier dream where my oldest brother did his ex-wife a favor my taking care of a baby with major deformations and a dog with a broken back. He tried to pawn the injuries onto me and Kris but we were disgusted and wanted nothing to do with them. We were upset at Jeff for ironically not having a backbone and that he should have declined to care for these poor souls, but he does whatever she tells him to and couldn't say no to her. I also noticed our grandparent's dog trixie was there. Apparently they didn't want their dog either. I was okay with that one though, their dog is a Shih Tzu. Adorable little ball of energy that one was.

Another dream involved me at a concert looking for my brother. I looked everywhere and couldn't see him. He eventually finds me and says he was at the concession stand waiting for me. As we were leaving the concert some guy got real close behind me and kept walking my same pace. He was pressed all the way against me and then tried to rape me. By that I mean I felt penetration. Gross. Good thing there was two layers of clothes separating his thing and me, but wtf. I quickly turned around, knocked him off his feet, cut off his hand and grabbed a nearby buzzsaw and put it close to his face. I saw the panic in his eyes and decided it would be more torture to keep him alive, so I then just walked away.

Adding these quickly and going to WBTB.

6. Traveled a twisty stretch of highway but on a skateboard. There were no cars, only people on all shapes and sizes of skateboards. We followed typical traffic rules while speeding along. I can’t remember where I was going but I felt like I was late. One of my wheels became wobbly and I needed to change it. I pulled to the side of the highway and asked people for help because I didn’t have the tools needed to change my tire. No one helped me.

Fragment: Trying to get across a field full of spiky plants

7. On a narrow strip of road in the middle of now where. No one could cross the road. If someone tried they disappeared mid road and ended up on the side they started from. Characters from Supernatural arrived to investigate. Castiel tried to fix the uncrossable road by using a round key. He only managed to spit the road into three. Sam stood on one road, Dean on the other, and Castiel on the middle. Each road was in a different dimension. They couldn't figure out how to cross over. The dimensional split was contained in a roughly circular area. I inspected from outside it for a way to pull everyone together again.

-After sleeping again

Hypnagogia-A crowd of beautiful smiling women mobbed my way. They were all human heads on stick bodies.
-LUCID? A guy reaches for me, trips and floats in the air. “This must be a dream,” he said. “It is,” I reply, then wake.
-A delivery of a rack of books in bread loaf bags. The books are shaped like bread.

8. Was part of an acting/dancing troup though I can’t act or dance. We walked through a city looking for a late night place to eat. We found one but had to wait in line outside in the dark. A storm rolled in and we sheltered from the rain and lightning under my coat, all 25 or so of us somehow. We sang while waiting for the storm to pass. Also, I sw my refleciton and looked strikingly like Jack Harkness.

9. I finished off a project in class, handed in my Poe poetry book and left to walk home. In the hallway, I ran into an old friend who looked kind of like Sheldon Cooper. He was hungry. I gave him my lunch. Outside, I realized it would take 4 hours to walk home, 2 if I jogged. I jogged. Partway home I had to balance across a pole stretched across a pond of steaming and bubbling mud. I made it but my jacket fell in. I finally got home to discover someone in my house eating my food. He cooked me something to eat to and we were friends after that. We began renovating the house.

10. It was very late before a friend came out out of a club. I called her name out the window. She came and got into the car. On the ride home she complained about everything. I tried to point out good things each time she complained. She tried to argue with me. I grew tired of her attitude and told her to stop misplacing her misery on me. I wasn’t the one who did whatever to make her miserable. She apologized and cried and I felt like a grade A a-hole. I turned up the music and sang way out of tune to make her smile.

Morning of August 2, 2018. Thursday.

Reading time: 1 min 55 sec. Readability score: 75.



In the first part of my dream, offset from water induction (which begins each sleep cycle, based on sleeping in the waters of the womb), there is a situation where I may be a witness relating to someone throwing someone into the ocean. An unknown female is sitting in the first row of seats in an unknown location. I am trying to remember if I had thrown the person in, perhaps drowning him, and if so, whether I should leave. (Of course, this is the liminal thread from my conscious self entering the “water” of sleep and my dream self’s thoughts distorting, losing such threads.)

I find myself looking into what seems to be a terrarium with holographic content. A spider is at the bottom and appears to be real rather than a hologram. I marvel at the three-dimension patterns in the higher area. Somehow, the spider gets out, but I do not see it after this. There is a plastic lid at the top that does not seem to fit correctly. An unknown female cheerfully tells me that they had found the spider.

From here, I have to buy groceries for someone, apparently including a can or more of soda for the actor Richard Dean Anderson, who appears to be about twenty-five years old. Instead of walking with two unknown males who are going one direction to do this favor for him, I follow Richard Dean Anderson, who is walking in the opposite direction from them. He is wearing a loose-fitting moss-colored uniform. An unfamiliar man is walking ahead of him. It seems to be late at night.

The area remains unfamiliar. I tell Richard I will get him the drink, even though he is also going to the store. Going into the store, I have to squeeze past a few different people in a narrow hall at the front. One boy has to back up. I yell a few times when people will not move.

The situation changes. Now I am looking at videos high on the wall. One features a man with a nose that makes him look somewhat like a tapir. Looking around, I see other men with odd noses.

An unknown man at a picnic table appears to have a big dent down the middle of his nose so that it almost looks as if he has two, side by side. I start talking to him about synapses and how a synapse controls nose shapes. His nose changes several times as he is talking to me, and appears to be normal at one point. I consider that I may not be seeing him correctly, as he seems unaware of the changes.

Still, he does not understand what I am saying. He seems to think that brains do not do anything. I have to explain to him that they are the most important thing, as they determine everything.

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1. Shane Dawson, his little white dog, and I tried to escape earth before it was invaded by aliens.

2. In a hospital full of dark rooms in which twisted bodies lay in pain. There were no doors or windows out.

3. School, needed to use the bathroom but they had no stalls. Just lines of toilets sitting out in the open and people watching.

4. LUCID! I got lucid by Venus being too close to earth. A woman and I soared through the sky. We tried to fly to Venus but a man living behind the planet stopped us. We fell into the ocean. I saved the woman and sent her home. I intended to meet the Venus man so ran back out onto the ocean but sank deeper with each step. I fell in and the dream destabalized. I floated on my back and focused on the water around me. The scene became stable but when I looked to Venus I was shocked it was plummeting toward me. The shock woke me up.

Woke up & wrote the above dream then back to bed with intention of getting lucid.

5. LUCID! Hypnagogic image of a crystal ball floating in dark. Was on the verge of sleep and started to wake. I grabbed the crystal ball. It anchored me in the scene but it still felt weak. I focused on the cool, smooth feel of the crystal ball in my hands. The scene stabalized. It was still in dark. Inside the crystal flame like forms flickered into near recognizable shapes. The dark pressed and I felt afraid. I reality checked to be sure I was still dreaming. I held the orb above my head. It lit up the immediate area. I introduced myself into the dark. No reply came. After a while I felt the dream becoming unstable. I tried to use the orb to anchor myself. It didn't work. I woke.

Created Wednesday 01 August 2018

Got a DILD to note. Don't recall anything before that. Wish I coulda put what's below in less words, but ah well...

Dream 1 - Turbulent Ocean Mall

Scene 1 - School Bug
Dreamlet transitioned to a dream. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in a highschool classroom. I felt very tired, enough so to fall 'unconscious' within seconds. In fact, I'd unwittingly dropped my head on the shoulder of a guy in front of me. I did tilt back a bit, caring little of my faceplanting on my desk. While 'asleep', I overheard some girl's plot to cut my hair. She did indeed go ahead with such, but that didn't bother me.

I 'woke up' a minute later. While looking around, I spotted a woman in one of the desks, dark hair, of larger frame, and notably busty. Another out-of-place 'student' besides myself, though it seemed as if I've seen her before... Anyway, for amusement, I shrunk myself down to a few inches. I then flew by the woman to get her attention. Visibly astonished, the woman seized me, holding me still for a better look.

Transition seconds later.

Scene 2 - Stroll to the Ocean Mall
The visuals were blurred, though it clarified over time. I was taking a stroll around my neighborhood. Or, better put, floating towards home, doing so while seated cross-legged.

Skip ahead. Instead of my intended destination, I somehow arrived at the entrance of a large mall, seemingly just recently opened. I sensed this was located in a supposed bad part of town. Indeed, I soon spotted a 'known' criminal exiting from a movie theatre, who'd wooed a high-school aged girl at least eight years his junior. Feeling obliged to interpose, I changed into the form of (Perfect?) Cell from Dragon Ball Z. I charged energy in my outstretched hands, then threatened harm to the ne'er-do-well if he didn't leave the girl alone. He slinked away without a word. Next, I gave a word of warning to the girl. She wasn't at all happy with my meddling, claiming she could take care of herself, and promptly left in a huff.

Things warped a bit. I now appeared as some gangly guy in his late 40's. Supposedly, he was a character from a comedy movie, in which he was a meek middle-aged guy enrolling into a university. I step out to the mall's driveway, when a fancy sports car pulls up. Inside were some rowdy frat boys. Noticing me, the group hurled out drunken insults, then drove off.

I glanced aside. A deep oceanside was visible past the mall's borders, its waters turbulent under a stormy sky. Of greater concern was the sight of various giant figures wading in the sea, one appearing as Ultra-Man, and another some reptilian monster straight out of Super Sentai/Power Rangers. This spectacle instantly triggered awareness.

Things quickly destabilized, but some timely reactive hand rubbing saved the dream. Without delay, I float in a meditative pose. Next, I shouted 'Yol Toor Shuul'. In place of a flames, I somehow breathed out a stream of light frost. I looked out in the ocean again, only to see a tsunami was forming. So, I ordered the dream to keep the wave in check. The waters kept rising, but did indeed stop approaching. I pondered what to do. False memories of my attempting some grandiose, world-changing event earlier came to mind, but it wasn't very clear.

Just then, I heard that cat's incessant mewling. Another warp. In a flash, the tidal wave appeared just several meters ahead of me. I'm literally slammed out of the dream.