I am with my dad and stepmom; we are going to visit a family friend who lives on a farm. My father drives us in a large hummer type vehicle to a barbecue which is taking place in the evening hours/at night. There are some scenes involving the driving that I do not recall with much clarity, but the end result is us arriving at this farmhouse with a large Quonset hut out back. People are talking, eating hamburgers and hot dogs and drinking the like. I then end up getting chased by this large goat like creature. I say goat because that's what it most closely resembled but it was very large and the horns growing out of its head resembled cordyceps fungus. I recall feeding it a block of cheese that I had taken from a party tray trying to get it to leave me alone, but I think it only aggravated the creature further. A large structure manifested nearby; it was a metal scaffold that resembled a cell phone tower with a wooden plank staircase spiraling up it. I climbed the structure trying to get away from it, though was unsuccessful. The large goat followed me up. It tried several times to bite my hand, and for some unknown reason, I allowed this. Until I realized that the goat's bites where harmless, that it couldn't bite with enough force to hurt my hand, but seemed to enjoy nibbling on it, though I wasn't sure if this was a mechanical limitation of the creature or the goat showing restraint. I stopped being scared of the goat and jumped off the tower. In spite of falling a dozen stories, I landed with no injuries or discomfort. The goat jumped down as well.
I am at work with Laynie and Matt and Sara. The lights are off and so are all of the monitors. Matt and Sara are watching a horror movie on a laptop. I’m not sure if Laynie and I are watching too - I think we’re just sitting there and doing literally nothing. I then hear a set of keys and footsteps outside the door and know it must be the store manager. I quickly try to turn a monitor or two on, but it’s too late. She comes in to the lights off and the one monitor powering up and the others off. We don’t even have to say anything before she makes a comment about not being able to believe that we aren’t doing anything. She then walks out, shutting the door pretty hard behind her. I feel slightly bad and guilty.
I am coming back from a trip with Dad. I am driving and it looks like we’re on or by Geiger Grade, though the area looks less developed and like we’re a little farther away? I comment on how it feels like it took no time getting back. He agrees. I think he drove there. It had just been dusk, but now it seems closer to twilight or darker. We are out of the car and by a small lake or pond nestled between some trees and hills. There is another family enjoying this place too. There is a sense of vacation or seemingly endless summer nights.
I am either going on or planning a road trip. I am seeing a section of a map that looks like the very northwest states. I think I’ll be travelling through a few states, all the way to the coast. There is something about it not taking that long, but when I really look at the states I think about how long it will really take.
I am driving up to what looks like some event outside of a school or something similar when I notice Makayla and Mom walking this way on the sidewalk. My window is down and it seems like a very pleasant day. Makayla is holding an imperial pint glass that looks like it is full of very light Guinness or nitro cold brew. I roll up to her and the first thing I say is “my goodness… my Guinness.” She says it’s actually some flavored iced coffee (hazelnut?). I try a sip and it’s really frothy and not all that bad. I think I already have an iced coffee as well. I realize that I’m in the middle of the road and start moving again. There is one intersecting road to the right where I am going to try to turn around, but I think someone has already gone around me. I am at work when I notice a sketchy person heading towards the men’s shoes. I think he already has some merchandise and a small, empty looking, black plastic bag. When we see him turn the corner again, the merchandise is gone and the bag looks full. We agree that this makes him good to stop, so I try to get downstairs before he does. I do this pretty easily and get by the door that it looks like he is going for. I try to look inconspicuous, and when I look back I see that Bobby is right by him, talking to him, still in the store. I wonder what he could possibly be doing, until I see him start walking him back. This really irritates me. Back in the office, the guy is hesitant but compliant. He seems homeless. He says his name is Kenneth Cox and that he is 46? I get all the paperwork done before calling PD. I ask his birth date, realizing I’ll need it, and he says something like ‘5 o’clock’. He keeps giving me bullshit answers, and I can’t tell if it’s on purpose or if he’s just not all there. I realize he doesn’t have an ID, so PD’s going to have to come anyway. I think of how they may need video and how Bobby stopped him while he was still in the building, which irritates me more.
jamie dreams First one she is sitting by a swamp on a giant leaf. she seems really down or depressed. Second one is a flash of her meeting me at an airport. speaking of which already got my first trip for youtube booked.https://hauntedhillhouse.com/booking-calendar the rob tv. Floating Almost lucid. In this one i'm at some elaborate mall or something with my brother. i'm walking down long hallway I think my boots have anti grav. I start flying up and past the people staring at me in the hallway. I get to an open area and forget what happens after. i hope i have better jamie dreams this week.
I am somewhere outside, by a fairly wide and deep seeming river and what looks like an old, overgrown stone bridge. I think I am somehow above the water and under the bridge, moving forward. Now, I am either under the water or envisioning the sensation of myself under the water. It feels very real, and I seem to be on my back and drowning. I submit to it (I think it’s supposed to be like I’m laying on my back in bed and feeling the sensation of falling asleep). I am downtown (it looks slightly different - I am on more of a grassy hillside with walking paths) and it is very crowded. The paths are all filled and everyone is walking very slowly. I get irritated and go around them, walking on the grass uphill.
Morning of 23rd of Feb. Dream Fragment: Not sure where to start. I was in a church, but I remember a feel of RTS game to things and I was preparing an assault on the priest or something. Details are missing. Then I was ready and water appeared and partially flooded the church? Previously, me and someone else had replaced the trousers the priest was going to wear. Then the water was more like bed covers or something. Eventually this bit is over and I'm outside walking around. I walk on cobbled streets, meant for pedestrian use only. I reach some place like a parking lot. Mom is there for whatever reason. She starts telling me off about the trousers thing with the priest. She tells me all about how he can't get out of bed easily now and how depressed and sad he is... He has to call for a bucket of boiling water to be poured on his legs to get up each morning? I remember that scene vaguely, visually. Apparently he can't feel them anymore either. I think it's all a bit ridiculous, just because he was without his trousers for a while in a cold church... Mom and I get into an argument of sorts. She won't see reason and how there's something weird about priests story. I ask rhetorically "how miserable can he be, with his fancy BMW" but she gives me the old "money isn't happiness" crap. I comment "good riddance" if the priest doesn't return to the church, because he had a monotone voice that made his sermons completely boring, regardless of how interesting they actually were. Eventually we can't agree on anything and mom gets into this old and grey VW van? I walk away and put my hood up. At this point I'm keenly aware of what I'm wearing. My working trousers, my old cream hoodie and my black boots. I feel moody after the argument and walk back from where I cam from on the wide cobbled paths. Some teens are about, up to no good I feel. I feel moody and I am aware of my face doing that thing where I look so grumpy that I just end up looking nasty and violent to anyone who sees me. I message H on my phone, which feels bigger than it actually should be. My message is about mom and how it felt like she was being unreasonable. While messaging I am distracted and I take the wrong turn. I see a barrier of some kind along the path and a kid's park beyond it. I feel annoyed. In the dream I knew this wasn't the way and turn back around and cross some bridge. The surroundings are odd along these paths. It's like an old town area but there are no buildings properly speaking? Just some walls, not even building walls. A transition? I am back at the church. I realise it's more like a chapel really. There's a service and the priest is nowhere to be seen. There's a small black man. It almost looks like he suffers from some form of dwarfism. People in the church aren't paying full attention because they are reading something on the pews about the priest's current/latest condition. The small man invites me to stay, and I nod or something. I try to find somewhere I feel comfortable about sitting. When I do sit, he starts singing. He has a beautiful and sort of deep voice, much more than I'd expect for how small he is. I think to myself how I'd much prefer to see him all the time at the services, over that priest. Then everything finishes, and we're outside. I find the priest at some stairs going into an underground area, where I was going to leave through. The priest is wearing what looks to be an overly warm coat, even for a cold day and he seems to be pretty much fine in terms of his health. For whatever reason, an old school friend of mine is in the tunnel too, but I see him as if I'd see him every day. But he's carrying some stuff, including a toolbox like H has. I give him a hand and bring the toolbox. We quicken our pace and move away from the group of people behind us. I want to tell him something about what's been going on, but I forget what it was. Some transition again. I'm at the priest's house for some reason. He and his wife are there. They're not aware of my presence? They talk about how their plan worked and how they could now swap hairstyles or something. It didn't make much sense at all even in the dream, but I felt it proved I was right about something weird going on with the priest. No notes for now.
I woke up at about 5 am. Up until then i've dreamt the following: - i was in Fran's house. He was sitting on a couch and i was standing nearby. His small dog was playful and biting my wrists and arms. At a point it turned annoying. When the dog stopped Fran started to be annoying in a similar way (i don't remember how though). He was scheduled a flight soon. I thought what was he doing here then... maybe it was a private flight or something. Anyways i get up and go to the dining room. My father was there. He wanted me to bring him a pill. He wanted to take a 5 or 7 or 8 pill. These are personalities from the Enneagram and apparently pills for each personality came out and were quite popular. Everyone had them. So i went back to the couch room. The pills should have been at the fireplace. However there were no pills... apparently all were taken and nobody restocked. I looked at some Spanish coins that were there. I take one and carefully examine it, and then i put it back in place. Then i take a mini pen drive so i can print some pills. When i get up i see Fran, his oldest brother and his mom standing there. They seemed to be upset at me or something, like they wanted to confront me angrily. I didnt pay too much attention to them and i think i just left. Then i go back to sleep. I dreamt i was in a car with some people, friends. We were driving across towns, no big cities. I sense strong winds when we are leaving this small town. I thought we don't have hurricanes here... but this looks like a hurricane. (Kinda noticed this time that it was a dream sign, although i didn't fully associated it with dreams thereby didnt become lucid). We go on nevertheless. We go to the beach that was just nearby. We drive through the sand and the car turns in a way i'm able to see the sea. I see this huge wave coming at us, and i notice this is a tsunami. I start running towards the town shouting tsunami! I was running quite fast. I wish i had a bike, but i thought that i'd survive this because it would take like 3 minutes for the tsunami to arrive and by then i'd have run quite a lot at that speed, or so i thought. Anyways the dream kinda ended there. Unfortunately there were no tall buildings so i just had to keep running and running. Then i dreamt that i was in a hostel. It was a nice wide place. I've dreamt with this place before. This time i owned half of the property, the prettier part. Then i dreamt about having a knights fight in the rugby field of my school. I had a horse and the opponent just had bronze armour. Anyways when i came close i didnt want to hit him. His armour looked like made of paperboard. So i just passed him by. I think he ran away afterwards. Then i went around the field, and captured the enemy's base. In the end the enemy was a friend, and we were playing a game. Although we took the game quite seriously. There was also a friend that was an eagle, and he scouted and sometimes attacked us.
I was in a car, in the backseat with 4 other people. We were driving in the city. We go through a street that had to take like an elbow. But on the corner of the block across the street there was a hotel with a balcony, and some people were waiting for us with a bazooka. Aparently we were into something militar-political, maybe there was a civil war or something. Anyways we blow up. However... im back in the car, one block before the elbow. Apparently i just had a "Deja Vu" in a dream. I knew we were going to 100 meters ahead. All i thought was that i knew what was going to happen, and that i needed to be ready. I didnt even consider warning the driver or anything.. i just took it for granted what was going to happen and that i was going to die. So we go through that elbow, and the people were there waiting for us with a bazooka. Naturally i thought about death, and that i was going to die, and that it was real, and naturally i wanted to panic, but strangely enough i chilled out. I thought this death was going to be different and after i thought that it had to be different. I knew in advance that i was going to die so i guess it didn't take long for my mind to come up with plan of what was going to happen next. So they blow our car from behind, even though we've seen them in the balcony as we were passing by (but i guess there was no way to outrun the bazooka). As i was about to die i thought something like "Okay now i'm going die, what's next?... Wait... I've got to remember to pay attention to my mind right after dying" i almost forgot, getting caught in my thoughts, but i did. And i thought... "thinking is no different... (that's weird)". I knew i had to be reborn ASAP. Actually i didnt know why, but i just knew i had to... Maybe because otherwise i would get caught up in my own thoughts and then it would be too hard to come to the world again, like i would have to start from scratch learning things again, and all for what? for thinking? So... i was going to go for thinking, reflecting for a while about what should i do, but then after reflecting like that i thought that yeah i had to be reborn. There was a guy that made bodies and i was sure that the best body would be saved up for me (kinda like Altered Carbon). I spent 3-6 seconds thinking while i was death, and by then a few people have already been reborn, taking new bodies. But i knew that i was rich, in whatever this life-death currency the world operated, so i could afford some time dead since nobody was going to buy that body any time soon anyways. But when i decide to be reborn i just do. I get born in this new body. I feel so... agile. I start sneaking around and then i found a guy in a room next door (even though it was an unfinished building with no doors or windows, everything was open. And we were in like the 30th floor or something) and i just slice this guy with my katana. I slice him so good that he stays in place... I don't know why i even did that. But i felt like a ninja and just decided to do it (i thought he was coming for me, although i didn't know for sure :/). [I need to stop killing people in my dreams ]
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