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10/04/2019

I'm in a city near were I live, and I'm walking and chatting with my friend Lucia (it's a random name) when we both receive an email that tells that we have to go for a medical check.
So we go to the hospital, it's full of people, we almost can't move. We walk down the corridors and arrive in a waiting room where a nurse gives us notes and tells us to sit down and wait for our turn.
So we sit down; I'm dressed in black sweatpants and a slytherin sweatshirt, I have my phone in my trouser pocket and when I sit down it slips to the floor, I pick it up and put it in my sweatshirt pocket.

Then I look at the card I was holding in my hand: it's big and in the upper part there is an image with a written part underneath, I thought the written pat said what I had to do, and instead it's just a quote form someone.
form the door that in on the other side of the rook, in the left corner, comes a man who is the doctor who would have visite us.
He calls Lucia and she goes in the studio while I wait. after a while she goes out and the nurse tells me it's my turn and when I go into the room she follows me too.

I enter the room, witch is very small, and I see a cot on my right leaning against the wall that was edged, with a piece of forniture beside it and a strange machine on it, and in front of me there is the doctor's desk.
I approach the doctor who is on his back and after having taken a step he suddenly turns around and plants a syringe in my neck injecting something white, it hurts a little but not so much. then he puts something inside the machine that is on the cabinet, probably my blood. the machine is a cube with a screen on it that gaves the results.

As wee wait I say " you did as in that movie..." and he concludes "doctor house", "yes,that film".
then the machine gives a result tha corresponds to a big colored question mark, so we have to re do the test and at this point a correct result comes out. after that he makes me another test and injects me again with the white stuff in the other part of the neck. while wee wait he sais that there are so many muscles in the neck and he names one that passes from the neck and goes down n the chest, I wanted to tell him that I was studing them, bue then I staid silent to avoid making a bad impression.

when the result comes out he tells me that everything is okay and that a ould go, I wanted to tell him the fact that my nose gets stuck at night, but in the end I didn't and I went out.
I go to lucia, we take out backpacks and head for the exit. to go out we have to go throught a sort of checkout where we have to pass our smart card, there is always the doctor who visited us and he isn't very practical. I give him my card, he strips it, and here I have it again but broken, all the plastic that covers the chip has been removed.
I pass and then the chest also breaks, the doctor doesen't now what to do and goes a bit in panic bcause a line of boys has also formed behind us.

somehow we make it and go out. now we are at the bus satation and I ank lucia if she wants to go with me, but she replies that she had to go home so she leaves me.
so I take my phone and look at the trains to get back home, the first train to pass is in over one hour, I have to wait, then I starto to move slowly towards the station.

I pass near a playground where there are three kids on the swing, they have reised it a lot, they will be at least three meters from the ground, I hear them laughing and I think they are idiots.
I walk in front of them pretending to use the phone and whene I'm in front of the last person I turn my head and I see on the swing a fat guy, all brown, chocolate-colored, in fact it seems to be made of chocolate, and his face is big nad plump and he stares at me with a large smile, and on his shoulders he carries a little kid.
he is very disturbing, I feel very uncomfortable and I go away as fast as I can.



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this is the longest, vivid and more detailed dream I had since I started writing them in my journal, I'm so proud of it even if it's not so interesting

I am in what I think is a smaller climbing gym inside a shopping mall. I am going to climb, and I feel good, like I’ve been back in it or something. I notice one other guy, sort of larger guy with longer back hair. I think his shirt is off. I think his presence makes me self conscious. I am climbing but it is also like I am clocked in as security at JCPenney. I start moving quite a few shoe boxes that turn out to be empty. I can’t believe that many would be stolen. I have my radio on, and I’m getting called to do something. Entering the shopping mall, I am running. I clear a few longer steps quickly and then slow down self consciously. I think I am following the middle school boys (what stole watches and socks the other night). I enter another clothes store and am walking around inside when I notice their security or associate following someone. He simply asks the person if he is going to buy something. At this point, I think I’ve lost who I was following or they are no longer an issue. Now, I am in the shopping mall, probably in a little communal area, with some unfamiliar? others. They are asking me if I got dirty or something like that. I look at the back of the pant leg on my Levi’s (that looks like mine but a little darker and newer) and there is a little bit of caked on mud. I think I’ve just washed them though, as the rest of them look clean. I glance up and notice that everyone in my view is wearing blue jeans of the same darker blue jean blue. Now, I am in some dim amphitheater-like room. There are large steps of stone and pebble that descend and end at a very small pool. I am running down these steps as well (possibly in slow motion?) At the end, I jump into the circular pool. While in midair, I had humorously asked if there were rocks at the bottom of the pool (concerned about my landing and impact). This pool could probably only fit four people comfortably, and it is between warm and lukewarm. There is a baby (in a diaper, I think)and one other in this pool. Now, I am driving. It looks like S. Virginia under the overpass, right before McCarran. I see multiple people in the street in front of me. They’re walking this way. Slightly annoyed, I’m going to change lanes to go around them to the right. Before I can, they sort of separate to give me room to get through. I notice that they have brooms or mops, so I slow to a stop by them and crack my window. The guy wants to wash my car. I say no and gesture by waving my hand in front of my neck. When I start to drive away, I see the rest of the group on the side of the road to the right. They look very sketchy, like prison-hardened. This impression is based on their face, neck, hand, and everywhere else tattoos, clothing, and also the look in their eyes. I feel bad for saying no because I don’t want them to feel bad or like I’m judging them. As I am driving off, I look at my hood and see that it is a little dusty but not really dirty. I am now on a more rural/residential road. There is snow, only on the houses and yards and not on the road. The area seems somewhat lower income; the houses are smaller and just slightly dilapidated, but nice enough. They are spaced nicely apart. It is sort of like I don’t really know where I am but do know where I’m going (or vice versa?). I now pull into the driveway of a house. This house is definitely unfamiliar, but I am walking up to its door and I have pliers or some sort of tool in my hand. There was a walkway in front of the house, to the right of the garage, leading to the front door. I don’t know what lives here, but I am going to go in. I think I am about to use the pliers when I hear someone coming to open the door. I throw the pliers to the side lawn as the door is being opened. The door opens, revealing an old woman. I am hoping she doesn’t notice the pliers lying on the grass. I am going inside with her now, and it is like she knows me. Behind the door she let me through is a foyer/entryway type area that seems to be outside but covered. It sort of then blends into the inside. She starts talking to me, and I think she thinks I’m her grandkid. I’d feel bad if that was the circumstance, but it almost feels like I am her grandkid. There is an old man in here, sitting at a computer. He says hi to me like he knows me too. We talk a bit, and I then realize it is Opa. I notice his eyes, and I notice his voice is the same. He is wearing blue sweatpants and has his feet up on the swivel chair. His mannerisms are exactly the same. I am about to leave now, as I think there’s something I have to do (write down this dream?), when Granny?/Reta shows up. Now I am kind of stuck here. We all talk for a bit until I can sneak outside. I walk outside to my car blocked into the driveway and Makayla just getting here. I notice Dad’s truck. The right side of the driveway is a bit more open, but I don’t think I could get out. Jon shows up now, wearing a sun hat, shorts, and a button up short sleeve. We’re all inside, a gathering of everyone, and I think I’ll be here a while.

I am at the Alibi brewery with Melissa. It looks mostly different though - the bar area is smaller and seems shorter, with seating at the counter. It faces the chalkboard tap list and wraps around the end at a 90 degree angle, which is where we sit. It is not very crowded, but there is a fair amount of people, probably right before it gets busy. It is dim and laid back. Right away, a blond girl in her early 20s comes over to get our drink orders. Naturally, Melissa wants a water. She then looks to me, but I haven’t had enough time to choose a beer. I know there is one that I want, but I can’t think of the name. I say “uh…” while looking at the list, hoping she’ll help me out a little. Instead, she just says something like “wow, you do hate me/why do you hate me?” It could’ve been a playful joke, but with the way she said it, it came off as serious. She leaves and them comes back later for a food order. Melissa gets chicken strips. I’m still pretty turned off by the girl’s comment, so I don’t think I get anything, and she doesn’t seem to care anyway. Melissa now has her chicken strips, and they have brought me a beer. It’s only about ¼ full. I sip it, and it is the one I was thinking of (it tastes like some German style, maybe a doppelbock?) and tastes good. I just can’t really believe they served it that empty, so I snapchat it to Brittney. The bill is $40, $20 a person I figure. I want to tip her absolutely nothing, and I don’t think it would be unjustified. I consider writing her a note on the receipt as well.

I am in a casino with Mom. We’re on what seems to be a longer and slightly raised section. There are slot machines interspersed up here, and I’m not entirely sure what’s on the lower section. Mom is gambling, and I’m walking back and forth for some reason. I notice that I’m wearing a tie dye Grateful Dead shirt. I walk past a couple and notice that they both have GD shirts or at least tie dye. The woman has lightly tie dyed and flowing pants. They both have brown hair and are probably in their late 40s. When I walk past them again, ‘Might as Well’ is playing and I am singing along to it. I look to see if they are also, and I don’t think they are. I also wonder casually they’ve seen my shirt. They seem to be looking at something off in the distance. I meet up with Mom now, and she’s holding a voucher. She’s telling me how she was up but then lost some money right at the end.

Had some nld and ld.

Was in emotionally pretty rough spot. Just old emotional trauma? Triggered and replayed. It was tough. I could have just ignored it or glossed over it with other activities but I didn't want that. Because if I did that... I wouldn't be lucid in the moment anymore. I could have lashed out at someone else, but I wanted to be better than that. And it was so tough. The emotional pain just wouldn't go away. I needed to take care of this emotional burden on my heart. It was rough. I didn't know what to do. Tried meditation, tried praying, tried and tried. I wanted to badly just to do something to numb my brain, but then I wouldn't be lucid in the waking, which would reflect in my dreaming. Just randomly decided to do shadow work on that feeling. Wow it worked.

started with hypnogogic images
4 awakenings,
saw a large manor near the shore
+ something about magic kingdom
(couldn't sleep well before, just emotional distress)

did shadow work around here

dream FA + deild lucid
I was in downtown area of T, was going to visit a relative or something. My mother wanted to buy clothes. I went but decided to go elsewhere. As I'm heading down the stairs, I see my dad there, he begins to repair something, I forget.

I wake or have a FA and decide to go back to dream

I'm back to the same place. Just seeing people going own the escalator and stairs. I'm trying to record my dream journal in my dream.

wake or FA here again I think and go back still thinking about DJ

I'm back in the same building but on upper floor. Lucid around here. Maybe it's a parking area or something but the wind from the outside is blowing apart my DJ. I try to push away the wind with my right hand but it didn't work. A middle aged lady looks at me weird lol. I still try to cover the wind with my right hand.

Wake/FA deild backed

Back but indoors now, a waiting area with bunch of chairs. I'm recording my DJ, perhaps lost lucidity a bit. I see a really buff tall guy pretty tan reminded me of the rock, kind of intimidating. So I just remark how nice his muscles are with gestures. He smiles and carries me off and I'm like "noooo". He takes me to a private bathroom and we fool around. More lucid. It was.. quite pleasant actually. My emotions were pretty stable and I stayed in the dream a little while after that. Good guy.

Wake

I'm exploring an outdoor mine or something with a bunch of friends, and we fall into a pitfall. We enter an underground mine dungeon and some memories aren't clear here. But we are defeating goblins or something. One of us is a chosen one of some sort and we need to help the blonde elf guy save the elven kingdom that were being invaded by goblins or something.

Wake

This one might be connected to last one maybe. We are in a basement house, just hanging out with some people(maybe relatives from first dream) we know. The room next to it piques my interest and I find John Chang, the healer in the next room. He's training us and I need to jump on floating square white platforms above the water and cross to the other side, then cross back. I complain that it's unfair, how others got a head start before I came in! JC tell me to look at the scoreboard, and the scores are mostly zeroes with a few 1, 2, 3. I realize that going around the lap isn't what the score's about and I look under one of the rocks. There's some secret inscriptions about techniques of sort as I memorize them. Others are still walking around and I realize I have to keep going. So the score is based on finding out secrets stuff around the platform, training the awareness while moving. I realized I was being trained for awareness within my dream.

Awake


notes:

Emotion more stable from the shadow working on waking, more stable ld. MORE STABLE!

Could not tell if I deild'ed back to dream or just teleported from FA bed to previous dream scene. I believe there may have been both. Bed was little strange on one awakening?

DEILD is awesome, I'm getting better

Training awareness in dream is a good thing. Dream trying to teach me to LD betterm maybe training in dream is more effective than waking. Getting trained by John was a goal of mine so yay.

Dreams all were sort of connected. Persistence?

I really WANTED to make sure I wrote my DJ down during my mini awakening. Perhaps I could have INTENDED for something I wanted to dream, then it would have been incubated really, really quickly.

Really fast incubation.


Always Lucid dreaming!

strange.

Longish dream. Begins where I am walking my dog at night through a park. I am with someone who is maybe xereniak. I see an angry looking kangaroo down the hill. I don't want my dog to go after it so I keep walking and holding onto my dog's leash. We wind up in an abandoned building. My dog is gone now but I don't seem to notice. I say this place is cool I would love to film it for a youtube video. Xer says that's not possible as this place will be torn down soon. We go down some steps when we hear other people in the building. Xer says the ritual is starting soon so we have to hide in and change clothes in order to fit in. We hide in a closet and quickly change our clothes. I have to get into the strange mormon underwear that its your entire body. I think this is silly. We finish changing and enter a chamber with a bunch of mormon kids. I forget the rest.


Jamie sends a message

I dream I get a really long facebook message from Jamie. she explains what she's been doing the past few years. she lived in various places and was in various relationships. But there's no mention of if we are on good terms again or not. She doesn't say whether she would like to continue with me or not. I wander a city landscape wondering if I should reply back. Should I say, "I'm always here for you no matter what."? I decide against it. She seems in that frame of mind where we are not good with eachother. Me doing anything will not work. And if there is anything I really hate it is the feeling of sending her a message and not getting one back. I hate dealing with that so I don't send a message back.

Bjork...

so in waking life. I get a sudden facebook notification that I am apparently a Bjork top fan. I can now leave comments she can see. Then the next night when I sleep bjork is screaming at me, "Why aren't you doing anything?" Maybe because it could be just a coincidence? Am I supposed to leave creepy comments like, "Hey it's me, that weird dream guy? Please, lets talk about it?". Still really skeptical If I was ever sharing dreams with her. Not sure what I am supposed to do here.

Jamie in jail.

A dream where I see jamie being locked in a jail cell.

more jamie dreams

I had one dream where we were kissing, and another... more checkers.

One dream that made me laugh: I ran into a blond haired co worker. Jamie was in the distance and seemed jealous. Jamie ran up to me and hit me really hard on the arm. Just because I found it funny doesn't mean I ever condone hitting.

Other various dreams where I am looking for Jamie but can't find her. She is tapering off again.