The inhabitants of a large intricate mansion are fleeing a malicious being. I notice him from an indoor balcony and feel that I am his primary target, although he is slowly stalking a terrified lady. Feeling scared, I instinctively levitate as high as I can, as fast I as can, ignoring any ceiling that might have been. I see the town quickly fade below me and space pass by me. As I rise towards safety, I also unintentionally grow larger proportionally with my altitude. It all happens so fast, I quickly have the size of the whole galaxy and feel that I have become the universe. I feel the weird dizziness through my whole body that reminds me of dream death experiences or WILD attempts. Surprisingly, the shock of the sensation does not wake me up. But, I worry that I don't know how to be a galaxy and fear that I might destroy the balance of the solar systems within me. I focus on positivity, trying to maintain the cohesiveness of all of space. I am human again, back in the town. There are working men talking, about me, I feel, but they are leaving me be for now, busy getting organized around the street intersection. Realizing the perceived threat might only be imagined by my drunk dream mind, I position myself unnaturally close to them to demonstrate to myself the absence of danger and their complete disregard for me. Like for the previous malicious being, it is me who invents their negativity toward myself, because otherwise, none of these entities have shown evidence of noticing me. I wake up to find out it's been exactly 5 minutes since my last alarm I snoozed.
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12/14/20 I am riding a bike w Matt stone through thick fog. There are two bike lanes on either side of a road/runway we are riding down. There are thick trees lining both sides, perhaps pines. The fog is thick and I can only see ~fifty feet ahead. I gather we are on the border of North Korea. We have permission to ride here but are told to stay on the right side. Matt stone rides on the left path defiantly. As we come up a hill he jumps over to the left quickly in case anyone is just beyond the hill and sees us. As we continue down the road we ride through several abandoned stations. Like gas stations that seem run down and emptied. We come across an abandoned air force base. There is broken glass and spray paint everywhere it feels like it has been well traveled. We ride our bikes through the center of the building and through doorways looking at the different rooms. One of the rooms looks like a commissary or small cafe. We stop and begin to walk around checking out the closets and find a stairway. The stairs go several stories underground. Matt stone becomes my friend B. Walking through the basement it feels like a fallout shelter that is still super run down. It feels nuclear in nature. We walk into one of the rooms and there is a very large korean man sitting in a brown folding chair with his back to us. He has on a stretched white wife beater. We casually walk up to him and he isn't really surprised to see us. I gather people come here often as tourists just checking out abandoned places. B starts talking to him in broken english. He responds with single words but his English sounds good. So I ask him how he is doing. He responds just fine thank you. B gives me a wtf look because I assumed he could speak good English and he did, B is naturally patronizing. He explains that this is his job to maintain the station down here in case anything catastrophic occurs. He has a tiny grey computer with a green screen sitting on the floor. It is his only communication with the outside world minus people who stop by occasionally to check out the base. I suddenly remember seeing this place before and especially him. I remember reading a Vice article about this place where he was interviewed and had his picture taken. I tell him I recognize him and I saw pictures of this place before. He abashedly agrees like I am sure he has done many times before to others who had ventured this way. I remember the term for this type of occupancy and Google the words 'Planned reoccupance'? And find studies describing the act of having one person live deep underground to man nuclear codes in case of a worldwide emergency. It seems like a thankless job but free room and board. We walk around some more checking out the basement, we know we cannot take pictures because we don't have permission from the government and know we will be searched before leaving the country. I make as many mental notes about what I am seeing as possible. There is a stack of different types of missiles that sort of resemble tall gas canisters leaning against each other in a corner. There are short fake windows high up on the walls to emulate natural light. The downstairs feels like a wet basement but it is slightly better kept than the upstairs which has plenty of broken glass and upturned furniture. When we come back upstairs we are suddenly outside and there is another man there we are now talking to. We describe what we saw and I gather he is another reporter of sorts. He tells us he saw a body down there once and shows us the picture, I gather this is something to do with the base research. He mentions how his picture was in full sunlight so the face was illuminated. While we are talking I see my mentor Doug walking up the stairs coming towards us. He is glad to see us. I am glad to see him as well and move to hug him. He talks about his travels and checking out this place was on his list too. He is surprised we came without him. I am in a car with my parents. We are driving in Florida and they want to go to the beach. They have a specific place they park when they want to go to the beach which is under some stilt houses that are all joined together. I am amused and ask them if they always park here, they say yes it's always open. While pulling in there is a younger woman with sunglasses sitting by the entrance who looks like she is working the lot. My dad asks her a question about the beach being open and she gives a snotty college girl look. My mom asks if she is working or not. She says she doesn't work here. But she does mention the beach likely won't be open very long because of the storm that is blowing in from the gulf, (we are on the east coast). I tell my parents I can check my phone to see what the wind currents are doing. I see that there was just a hurricane here but it was traveling away to the east away from shore, the precipitation is cleared for us but then notice what looks like a front forming on the west coast blanketing across the state towards where we are. I look up and now notice it seems overcast but there are still plenty of people on the beach. I am in a large white room that seems like a futuristic shopping mall. There is a lady is upset her toddler/child has become a life-sized doll. I understand that the doll is a plant by some malicious force. I also notice it is a bomb and rush everyone else away from the area. She doesn't believe me and stands by herself when it goes off in her arms. It is an energy weapon and she vaporizes on the spot. I am with Karl Urban as we attempt to move through the mall looking for answers, he is incredibly pissed off and determined. We are now in a music store. I wear a certain pair of headphones which have orange rims around the ears. Before we leave the owner of the shop offers to give me another pair of headphones free of charge. He puts them on my head and the most amazing classical synth wave music is playing. I am overcome with emotion and cry at the thought of our mission. I take them off and walk rushedly away leading my crew behind me so they cannot see my tears. It is known to me one of our crew who looks like Dwayne Johnson wants to exterminate the entire planet the enemy lives on. They are a sentient robot race I gather. While venturing through the mall I find myself in a stairwell which seems to have a booth set up with counters on one side, everything is still white. There is a girl there I gather she is an artificial person. She is brunette with dark rimmed glasses and an hourglass figure. I am sitting on the counter with my legs open as she stands between them. We are both nude and I notice she feels my legs rubbing on her sides, she looks at me closely and smiles. We begin kissing. Only I can tell this is her first time and she doesn't quite grasp the concept, but the emotion emanating from her is authentic. There are small bubbles in her mouth that I am wiping off of my mouth. I now understand the artificial people are struggling to understand humanity but they mean us no harm. I must stop my friend from wiping out their whole planet. He is in a darker all white room with many other people. He is in the process of convincing everyone the validity of taking out the enemy by destroying their planet. I have recruited a couple of my friends to my cause to stop him. I gather we need to create a makeshift guitar with cardboard and strings we find around the shop. It doesn't sound too good. I tell the guys we need to find a wire like a thin string to get it to sound right. Dwayne doesn't want us to succeed. He finds a small pair of scissors and attempts to cut our stings to the guitar nulling our plan. I stand up and begin some grand monologue explaining how the artificial people have been misunderstood and they are not our enemy and he wants to destroy their entire planet, it's not right. There is no way complete genocide is the answer to our problems. We need to communicate with them to find a compromise and learn to live together. Dwayne is irate with me but just stands by listening to me while I win over the crowd.
In which Lucy and I see aliens attack... We're upstairs at night. Lucy is looking out her side window. She barks and bounces for my attention. I come and sit on the ottoman to see. Over the strait, I see what looks like a falling star. When it gets close to the water, the sky lights up with a series of flash bombs. Then I see the silhouette of a stealth bomber, back lit from the explosions; a sonic boom from above shakes my house. The aliens have invaded, and the US military is at war with them. Finally, I tell Lucy, something is happening which will end all of this and allow for the possibility of an afterwards.
Spock Just had a dream about Spock. He was in a room and smoking from a bong. That's all i recall. This is just after i watched the TOS episode where they pick up a bunch of annoying hippies. Jamie just a dream where i ran into her and she wasn't herself. She wouldn't talk to me or anything. Then i was going all over the city looking for her but she wasn't around. Lucid Was in an apartment with some people. Became lucid for seemingly no reason. Wanted to look for Jamie, but couldn't get out of the apartment. I came to a locked screen door. I couldn't open it. So I used my finger as a key. I pointed at the lock and turned my wrist as if I was unlocking it. It somehow actually worked. i opend the screen door and... The dream ended...
(night of) 13-12-20 Trying new techniques for dream recall - I'm putting my recall in a kind of 'memory palace' made especially for dreams (though only what I recall while waking between dreams so I don't have to write them) The machine 1) **time missing** (from between 2am to 3:13) I am taking a walk outside of the hotel we are staying at. Me and Matt find an empty sort of abandoned road - though also reminds me of a railway track (though I can see no actual tracks) I spot two two woman standing on the path, they look like twins from behind, both dressed the same way in a kind of white apron over a blue dress, blonde hair in plaits. They are working on maintaining this machine (that seems to reside mostly underground) twiddling knobs and turning screws. We watch them from behind, wondering what they are doing. I see another part of machinery a little closer to us, it is two large discs that are partially underground, they were not spinning, but you could tell that this is what they were designed for (like cogs) they were sticky, lubricated, but full of dust and dirt - so I give it a little clean with my hands until it shines again. An old guy standing nearby - happy that I am cleaning his machine free of charge - tells me I can carry on cleaning the rest of it if I like. I kind of do a laugh that says 'nice joke!' and get back to Matt. We can see the woman's faces now, they are pretty. I decide to go up to one and ask her out, one is a little prettier than the other so I ask her. She tells me, no, she is not interested. Crest fallen I go back to Matt - but I see he is already talking to the other lady, his approach is a lot less direct, and the result is the lady is a lot more eager, I see actually that this second woman IS the prettier one now. Matt asks me how it went and I tell him how I was shot down. I wonder about how I look, compared to him, we seem quite similar in features, was it his personality or looks? I wonder Whoop! 2) Dream Fragment (between 5:06 - 5:30 approx): putting together musical version of an advent calendar, each day you would get a different soundtrack. At the moment I am putting old school hip hop, and 'whoop - the Adams family' somehow makes it into the mix (and I have it in my head when waking up Dog poo 3) (between 5:30 and 5:55) Back in the UK, my neighbor is building something fancy and fantastic in their garden, our fence between us no longer exists so he (and his wife) are walking down the garden placing down decking and structures for whatever they are working on. In my (side) of the garden there are huge piles of dog poo that I have not cleaned up, so big that they are like small hills. I feel awkward and rush to get the poo out of their way as they continue planning and putting down foundations (for a small wooden castle I think) and with the wheel barrow I drop the piles of dog poo off at the top of the garden
(night of) 12-12-20 Focusing on Moonage daydream (shared dream attempt) (early night) 1) (from around 1:24 - 1:44) This is a deep deep dream. Feels like a memory wrapped inside a memory. I am with another dreamer, somebody from my the dreaming group - either @Becky#4927 or @Hilary#0856 - we are messing around, having fun - possibly dancing? I'm unsure Small realities 2) (from around 2:58 - 3:29) I'm in a top secret laboratory - underground. The halls and rooms are made of thick steel. A scientist and his team are working hard at creating new realities. They are making them into existence, along with space, time, planets, beings and life - everything - but then having to collapse them because they are not stable enough to hold. Just before the collapse of the latest reality a couple of beings (kind of space aliens with strange forms and equipment) manage to escape and jump into the larger reality of the scientist. They are tiny compared to the scientist. They are now trapped in the secure room - nowhere to escape, they look around desperately before they are caught and wiped out. Strange eyes 3) ( from 5:17 to 5:46) I'm in the city (feels like New York) walking through a sandwich bar that is on the side of a busy road, I bump into a lady - she has this red shawl draped around her head and shoulders, and past another man. This other man - his face does not look 'finished' , it's roughly painted, feels like his features, and eyes in particular were painted by a child. This creeps the lady out. We offer to give her a lift in our red convertible car. She agrees. **time missing** The lady in red has moved into a new apartment block, in the hallway on her way to her room she bumps into the man with the strange features again forgetting my dream goal! (lucid) 4) (from 7:09 - 7:30) I'm at Stevie's house, I'm talking to him about course work which is now due in. I look through my notes and it's all a total mess, nothing makes sense. I think this was the course fault though - everything was not very organised. I ask Stevie if I can look through his notes, and he hands me this impressive binder. Inside the binder all course work it carefully and completely ordered. It looks like I am actually in the minority,. This feels awful - I m gonna fail this thing for sure. I realize the time and run out of the door - into the busy streets of London. I can't find a bus to catch and run down a bridge (crossing the Thames) I see a bus in the distance, which has stopped at the traffic lights and force the doors open and - for no reason I can think of - push the driver out of the seat and take control of the bus. I rev the engine and start turning , but I don't realize that I tried to drive through a red light into on coming traffic, the whole bus is screaming and shouting at me. I realize what I am doing and I leave the bus. Now I am on the streets, this all feels crazy, what the hell am I doing? I don't usually go around stealing buses! Everything feels very real, but also I am aware of everything around me. I look at my hands to do an RC, I count my fingers, it keeps failing - but no, I KNOW this is a dream so I do another check and now I see the RC succeeds. I'm LUCID! I follow a dream character... **time missing** I'm in Sunnydale high school, (from Buffy the vampire Slayer) I see Willow, this is cool, I am part of the gang- I like the fact I am here experiencing this, lucid - feels like I am really here. I give Willow a wave and kiss her on the lips (just a quick peck) then I back up - sorry - I don't know why I did that, then she kind of giggles and says it's ok because she's not a Lesbian yet (lol) and I turn to see Buffy, and she's about to tell the 'gang' some new adventure that's been going on... **time missing** ...and I recall my dream goal of looking for Moonage daydream and finding out the business of the dog. I fly up high, I'm flying up some kind of very tall red brick wall, but then I can't help it... the dream is fading all of a sudden. I try to stay still when I wake to go back into the dream but it's too late, nothing is happening. .... so I lay still and try meditating, going deep into the hypnagogia and visualization, I ask 7 is she can lead me to Moonage daydream - I see 7 as a kind of form of dancing purple dust. I follow the dust, then I am holding her hand and now the dust again. I get a flash - I'm in a school field, looks like soccer is played here by a girl's team? Now I am in the main building - there is a sign, a flash of a sign. It's one leg bent at the knee. I wonder what it means... no squatting? (lol) no I am inside Moonage daydream home, I see a nice spacious kitchen, pans hanging over head, clean work top...
I was going home from the cellar again, when small vortices formed, I panicked and ran further down the hill. The city was quite different now. There were very tall trees covering the sky , but a tornado formed there too... I don't remember the rest
12/13/20 I return to South Carolina and see my first girlfriend T. It has been over twenty years since we've seen each other. She looks very similar to how she did when we were younger, just more mature, but still petite with incredibly fair skin and blue within blue eyes. I remember the house where she grew up and I meet her family again. They both give me a hug, it is nice to see them. Upon waking up I realized her parents had been swapped with the parents of a girl I dated while in highschool. Only they were older, the dad had a mullet and the mom had different glasses. I seem to remember they separated IWL, but they are back together now and happy. They are also really happy to see me again. T and I hit it off again and begin being affectionate with each other, just closeness and some cuddling. She doesn't mind her family seeing us together though I feel like she would be embarrassed. We are older now and have mutual respect. I am in a sort of restaurant gift shop area. There is a creature which looks like a mix between a Gryphon and an Owl. There is a game which is the shape of a vhs tape I play, then give it to someone else to give a try. The entire place is wooden engraved cherry coloured walls handrails and windowsills, there are stained glass windows as well. I am in my room playing with a remote control spacecraft I have constructed. It looks like a softball sized 3d printed moon with a horizontal directional small propeller and a larger vertical propeller almost like a drone. It can hover and move around the area with great accuracy. My neighbor shows up and I am excited to show him my new invention. Not even 10 seconds into explaining it to him he interrupts "Oh! I had a great idea for one of those let me go get it to show you". I am somewhat annoyed but compliant and he leaves to go across the street to get his notes. While I wait I go into the backyard. There are two back decks connected to the house almost identical. I jump down the stairs and wonder how I managed to jump that far without feeling it much. I keep going back and forth between the decks overlooking the yard. One of them has an incomplete dream catcher which has some spider webs hanging off of it. I am cautious to not disrupt the webs while leaning over the banister. I question the layout of the decks and imagine perhaps they are apart of separate houses, like I have snuck into my neighbors house perhaps (many moments of questioning the dream without fully understanding the truth of it). I am now on a floaty chair/boat in a pool. My friend has always been obtuse and somewhat obnoxious and I imagine while relaxing on the floaty the possibility of him coming and jumping on me into the pool. Sure enough he does and gets stuck in the chair as it flips over. I have a moment of panic as we are both stuck in the floaty upside down underwater, but quickly right the incident due to being able to breathe underwater. I yell at him when I surface and we begin chasing each other. The chase picks up speed and I am now driving a roadster/batmobile/hydroboat with two hand levers like a podrace. I am navigating hard turns by pulling on each lever in an intuitive manner. I am driving up a wall now and it is almost like a skyscraper. The building morphs and twists as I rise up and I intend quicker and quicker speed. I almost feel lucid in my control but still abide by the mechanics of the dream. The sides of the building now resemble a torus or a mobius strip along the windows. I push faster attempting to stay stuck to the inverted walls while zigzagging upwards. The dream fades.
I had one of the longer dreams that left me with impressions when I woke up. I'm at a college and walking around with two girls in my age. A man a bit older than us guides us and starts to chew some kind of thing. He tells us that he is a test person and that the thing he chewed can have a side effect of making his vision go bad and asks us if we want some. One of the girls says that it is undercover drugs and the girls do not want any. The man says yes and laughs. I take one and when we walk over a big height my vision goes bad so that I can't see that it is a big fall. It looks as though it is only 1 meter down but before it was maybe 10 meters. I understand that it is the drugs and that it is understandable that many people die of jumping of heigh places when they are affected by drugs. I'm outside with some schoolmates and a teacher. I run away with two girls. Both are supposed to be my age but one of them looks just like my physics teacher that looks like she's 70 years old. There comes a car with a teacher in it and we hide by a corner. The teacher could have seen us if he looked closely. I'm walking town with Claus and dad. Earlier in the dream there was some kind of time traveling and the prime minister changed place. I asked Claus and dad about this but I became very bad with words so I could not say what I meant. I do my RC and tells them that this probably is a dream. The RC doesn't work so I keep on walking with them. I'm in my brother's bed and we are changing clothes. I pick up some socks but they all have holes in them. When I leave the bed some other kids about 11 years old take the bed. It's some kind of computer game but I'm in a school. I run around and I'm apparently late to school. I am able to choose which school I want to go to and I choose the one with a girl I met earlier in the dream. She makes some kind of joke and I laugh at it and makes a joke too. I don't really understand them but she seems to like them so I laugh too. There are two more people in our company and they also join us. There is a big school disco and everyone starts to dance. New fragment. We're inside and sitting on a sofa. There comes a guitar and a girl says that she wants to show us her new song that is called "My Song". She starts to sing but it ends very quickly. I want to take the guitar but it is transformed to an acoustic bass instead. I say something about it impressed but no one seems to notice. I'm in a different country and there are some news about a man that has sewn snakes for some mad purpose. I watch some videos where he uses a sewing kit and sew a living snake. He uses some other tools and brutalizes it until it's not much left of it. He cuts a part from it in order to eat later. I am disgusted and think about how there are crazy people in the world. He takes a big crocodile about 3 meters long and cuts a piece of the middle. He walks out with the crocodile and holds its distance with a long plastic stick. The crocodile screams in pain and tries to kill itself by banging its head against a wall. The crocodile enters someone's house and a big lion attacks the crocodile. They fight for a while but the lion wins. I'm now in my own body and the woman in the house thanks us for something. I walk back to home but we are on an island. My family sits around a round table outside and they ask me if I can grab something to drink from the fridge. They also say something about the woman from before. I walk inside and it looks nothing like our home. I open the fridge and find some good looking drinks. I grab one and walk out. Notes: I didn't excpect to remember this much. The school theme was prominent in the dreams. There were also three girls that intrested me in them.
I am in a large library with Seth from work. The aisles are small and randomly arranged, curved and linear and somewhat labyrinthine. We are one some scavenger hunt for the classics? As we walk down one aisle I notice how hot it is in here and make a comment about them needing to turn it down. We’re in a little dead end area, maybe 10 x 5 feet and I notice that it’s crowded here. There’s a young Hispanic looking girl or two and another group just in here. I think I tell Seth something that he didn’t know. At one point we’re looking at maps of museums in Ireland, and there are many. (Part of this dream?) I’m with Britney’s friend Kinney? talking about traveling all over the place without having to pay for the actual travel. There’s a sense that we both seem earnest yet it’ll never happen.
I became lucid at some point in the night just because things got confusing so I RCd by rising up into the air like Magneto. Sure enough. Later there was a phase where me and DG are laying back in a weird bubble energy. It was like floating in shifting beads. Slight variations in frequency would shift the stuff to warm fluff like clouds. It was not an experience I can put in words and was some sort of training on subjects too foreign for me to understand on the physical world. We later walked for some time while she told me things. It was a decent amount of talking and made sense. Darn if in waking life the contents of the talk are not translatable, so come across blank.
Emma and her boyfriend are getting married. We are all at the small venue - a restaurant? - and I get the sense that we’ve travelled a ways for it. The interior is dim, carpeted, with darker wood. There is a mezzanine level with chairs at slot machines that have been turned to a stage on the ground level. I think some of Dad’s and Melissa’s family are here, and I’m sitting by Melissa’s mom. We’re looking at the single page menu that just seems to be a bunch of meats. We’re trying some and I like this certain salted one that I think I’ll order. I’m now up and walking around, looking at different things on the walls, and getting really close as if I don’t have any contacts in. I look at a very small beer menu right behind a table that a small family is sitting at. I’m awkwardly close to them, which they notice, and it also seems like I’m looking at them. I’m at a counter now where I think they are serving beer. There are a few options written on the counter surface and one middle-older aged guy serving. I look for a minute, then order the ESB, thinking it sounds good right now. For a moment I think it’s going to be a sandwich? but then he hands me a paper cup. It looks more like a latte or coffee drink. I try it and it’s good, tasting like a flat white with some kind of spice.
I am in class with Kreg. The room is fairly large and open, with maybe 10 students (no one is wearing a mask - Covid doesn’t seem to exist in this dream). We are making models, I think for a house. I’ve finished mine - before anyone else? and Kreg looks at it. I have a vertical plain façade with a small, perpendicular plain protruding a foot or so over on the left and a sweeping, curvilinear roof. It is honestly somewhat impressive, a sentiment that Kreg shares. I tell him I imagined it going in above the Truckee River near downtown. Now, we are at the site? and this model has been put in/built life size, though looking different. It’s at an angle, and the roof is a different curvilinear shape. There are two bands of color, light and darker blue, and I tell Kreg I like how they’re complimenting the sky behind. It is modern looking. I am inside somewhere with Sage and her old boyfriend Ryan. He has downloaded an app that makes him weightless and/or able to fly. There is an open threshold to the outside (a small jumble of rocks, I think at the top of the cliff), through which he steps and begins the transition to flying. I watch as for a moment he seems to sink into this other ‘side’ - there’s a slight and slow ripple through his body. He then easily steps off a rock and floats through the air. Sage goes next, with some enthusiasm, jogging to and leaping off the rock. Now she and Ryan are back, and she’s showing me how to get the app. I fill out its small questionnaire, but it returns as declined. Apparently I answered something similar to ‘I am feeling exasperated with life.’ I make a joke concerning suicide and see in Ryan’s eyes that it gets to him. I think that his brother? committed suicide some time ago. I think I was cognizant of this but didn’t think it should stop me from making a joke. I’m now looking at a screen showing who is ‘logged in’ to this other ‘side’. I notice an ‘Rshort” but know it’s Ryan’s brother, as he has the same name.
7th December 2020 Very fragmented: Me and H were getting some pipes out of an organ. It was a rank supposedly, but actually it can't have been more than an octave. Pipes were semi-stopped? With some blue felt inside the top to achieve this. Some other bit, something about water in a container; it looks odd inside. I drink some (why?) but it has weird fibres floating in it. I try to search online about it. But then we pour the water out on the floor and it's revealed that the fibres were half parasite things; they moved but incredibly slowly. Later I sweat them out through my thighs and I decide to use a H2O2 spray to kill them all and almost bathe myself in it too so it soaks into me and kills any remaining inside my body. I have doubts about what I'm doing and what is going on. At a mansion place, I'm with my family here. We're guests to some friend of dad. I remember paintings hanging on the walls. There are stone or white wood ballustrades and there's no ceiling or it's made of glass. The host eventually becomes very surprised when he learns (from a servant?) how much it had cost him to accommodate all of us here. An unknown man comes in, he's wearing a dulled red jumpsuit. He is a thief, I quickly observe but I allow him to continue and I say nothing. I do not dislike our host but yet I allow this thief to steal from him. But when he tries to steal a painting with strange colouring patterns on it, with the figure of a woman in a white-ish dress, I let him get away with it for a while before I start following him. I follow him into a corridor and jump on him and tell him he absolutely cannot take this painting because it's special to me. I think I'm angry? I ask him to take anything else except for this painting. I tell him that there are many other paintings in this big house and that many are by famous artists and can fetch far better prices on a black market. I have some feeling the painting is about my cousin T, but there was nothing identifiable on it that would indicate this. The visual recall is too vague. Then, we're all leaving. I am more wary about the thief now but allow him to continue with his subtleties. I see mom and my sibling T and three others from the family, squeezed inside a white or silver Peugeot. I don't notice which is side the driver is on. I try to find the car I'm supposed to get in, but I can't find it. Eventually I'm just walking around a town with dad and some more family. It's sunny, with a few clouds. Distant mountains kind of like where I live now, but sharper contours? But otherwise the area looks more like my native country even though it is a dream-generated place. In the distance I also see a thin but very tall smoke stack. Dad tells me this stack is for the purpose of "releasing the excess gas from the dormant volcano", and he refers to the volcano by name but I lost the recall of that name. We all cross a street at a crossing, except dad, who goes into an open manhole, with a warm orange glow coming out of it. I look in and there's a vertical climbing pole at the centre of it and it seems to go down a very long way, it's bright inside but a saturated orange dominates. I tell the rest I'll lag behind so that dad can catch up with us. I am across the road and there's some kind of cafe on this side. The rest of the family go in and through the cafe and out again on another side. (recall gap) Mix of several RPGs and reality. I kill a mob pack referencing something to Lord of the Rings. A unique and unidentified teal rarity ring drops and there's some kind of interface overlay even though I'm in first person. It's some kind of occult void ring. It distorts reality around it and I put it on, on my right hand I think. I'm in a room with pews, gothic windows and some kind of statues too maybe. Everything becomes dark except outside through the windows still seems bright, if dull. There's some kind of wind that I can't feel, but can see. Objects like the pews leave a trailing ghostly effect, with a dark, dark red after-shadow-image. I go to a piano. I realise there's two time limits now that I see at a top/central position of some UI. I was supposed to do something on the piano and don't manage to open some kind of secret passage in time. Then there's a cutscene about an ogre and a witch. There's animosity between the characters and there's an extreme distance between the two. Some dialogues? He loses all the will he had to kill her for some reason but still he rampages forward. While watching, I make note of the fact that there's some gold piled up in the side of some rooms as the ogre goes through these large underground gothic halls. Notes: - The ogre and the witch were very stereotypical in their representations. - The woman's painting had a dark background that contrasted her brighter dress. The painting had a rainbow-like spotty pattern all over it, like light scattering or something. It's similar to an idea I've had for painting but I haven't been able to attempt it properly. - Before falling asleep, I tried doing this active imagination thing and I remember getting a bit lost or carried away in it, especially as it made me get closer to falling asleep. - The smoke stack is like one where I live but it was taller than that; I'm not sure what the volcano thing could be about.
I went to bed 2.30 am and woke up several times in the morning when I had lucids. I'm in 3:d person in StarCraft II. I'm a bit disappointed that I don't have a body becaues then I can't do anything in the dream. I try to free myself and gain a body. I'm able to get my body and I fly away. I fly through sveral rooms and I end up in my brother's room. My mom is laying in the bed. I try to go through a wall but it doesn't work at first. I focus and I'm able to get my hand through. The dream becomes really unstable fast and I wake up. Notes: My mom is sick. I don't remember any more of the lucids since I woke up some hours ago. I'm with William, Martin and Josef G. We are building some things and Josef is wondering how the balls are supposed to be layn out on a pool table.
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