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    1. 12/31/2021 - Jumpscared

      by , 12-31-2021 at 07:47 PM
      I was on an army barracks of some sort and I remember being jumpscared. Not much to it, just a little fragment.

      Disregarding this dream, I've wanted to come back to LDing after focusing on other stuff, but it's been on my mind a lot. I'm gonna try to log more dreams and meditate just to start off.
    2. White Crustaceans & Lobsterpocalypse

      by , 12-31-2021 at 06:31 PM
      2 minute 28 second read.



      White Crustaceans

      From Friday, 31 December 2021

      Dream #: 20,101-04 (Last dream of last morning of 2021)

      In an unknown location, I climb the side of a mountain in daylight with little effort. The view is beautiful as I see valleys and gorges under a blue sky.

      After ascending a slope (and “walking with intent”), I arrive on flat ground and see small white crabs walking several inches apart in a line (as if marching with a human-like essence). I am unwary as the scene begins to seem silly.

      A former Nazi concentration camp appears in an illogical elevated location on the other side of a barbed-wire fence. It seems abandoned. Areas between the groups of equidistant buildings are illogically too narrow.






      Lobsterpocalypse (Re-titled)

      From Friday, 3 November 1972

      Dream #: 2,146-09

      Small white lobsters threaten human civilization, but my dream mainly implies people have to secure their homes and not go outside for a year or two. The area is undefined except for an unfamiliar library, a vacant field, a deep narrow gorge, and distant mountains.

      The library is the only building in the narrative. I do not otherwise see evidence of a town. My dream self perceives the location as being in Florida, even though Florida does not have such landmarks as high mountains and deep gorges.

      I explore the vacant field. Here and there, I see circular holes in the ground as if made for a barbecue. Piles of small white lobsters fill most of the shallow recesses. I am uncertain if they are alive. Someone might have cooked them. There is a vague feeling of nausea, but not predominant.

      Tina L_____ (a girl from my school about my age) is at the unrecognized public library where I am. There is an implied fear at times, but it feels like we are pretending as I also perceive my dream’s narrative as a movie in progress. She pretends to have an Australian or British accent at times.

      A few small white lobsters emerge from between books on the shelves. Most are at about chest level.

      We need to leave the library and escape from the region because more will supposedly arrive. No one expresses any concern. They remain seated at tables or look for books on the shelves.

      We will be “safer than anyone else” by taking a particular route. However, as we quickly walk easterly over the vacant field, our progress is halted by a deep narrow gorge. I see a raging river far below, but only barely visible because of the depth. Concern fades at this point as I choose to wake myself.


      My dream narratives primarily develop from familiar physiological causality but often include choices on what my dreaming experience will feature, with or without what people claim is “lucidity.”

      Crabs and lobsters typically imply associations with my somatosensory phasing response to REM atonia when navigating the illusions of dreaming. The circumstances vary, from intuitively knowing I cannot maneuver my fingers (or toes) while sleeping (associations with a crustacean claw) to anticipated sensations relating to my hands. Coins occur far more often during this process (as I often intuitively summon them to vivify and sustain a dream), but an animal nibbling my fingers may also occur when protoconsciousness is predominant.

      Vestibular-motor sensations are the predominant factor of causality, including flying (every sleep cycle since before I could read or write), slope navigation, navigating elevated spaces - and seeing a gorge or illogically low-set feature (such as a street far below a curb).

      Both REM atonia (natural paralysis while sleeping), “drop anticipation” (with or without REM myoclonus), and the feeling my dream is ending influence narratives and outcomes.



      Updated 05-25-2022 at 10:25 AM by 1390 (Enhancements and grammar)

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    3. cccxli.

      by , 12-31-2021 at 12:14 PM
      16th October 2021

      Fragment:

      Something involving myself in my reptilian form. (I had slightly raised awareness for a while but recall was lost.) Some kind of laboratory facility or complex? I recall some bit involving swimming and someone had invented some equipment that had nano forge vents that would absorb oxygen directly into the bloodstream, from the water.

      Some other part, travelling on a highway but in an odd place; sunny and mountainous/cliffy. There's an unfinished road on the return trip and I'd have to build the bridge somehow.

      Fragment:

      I'm at the old home, it's early morning and S needs walking. I want to, but can't find the things I need and get confused by a different layout of the light switches.

      (For brief moments I'd wake up and realise I was actually not at the dream location and that there was really no dog in need of a walk but then I'd drift back to sleep and the dream would continue on the same theme. H was there with me.)

      Then I'm at A somewhere near the mall. The layout is different and the buildings look different too. As I observe, I make conclusions about how I draw buildings based on the look of these buildings, near a threshold of awareness that's almost lucid. I remember carefully studying the outlines of the buildings.


      18th October 2021

      Recall faded for leaving it too long.

      Dream (fragmented):

      I'm in a town or city. It's very dark and night time, and I'm in a car or something with someone driving me, possibly H or family. Then I notice these empty buses being escorted into a residential suburban area. In the dream there's some pretext about overpopulation and some event to which people will be going to, the next day. I comment on this out loud, I think in a disappointed or judgmental way.

      (When I woke up, I thought about how this seemed like a preparation phase for a change in my personality. A lot of dream characters to move.)

      Earlier in the dream. I'm with H in the car and we're stopping somewhere. We're in a similar residential area with detached housing, it's daytime and overcast. Then we're in a house but it has a more office-like feel. There are two white men here, both older than either me or H. One is an electrician and the other someone relating to this place. We help with some issue, a rug trapped under a bit of carpeted floor. The office guy appreciates the help but doesn't quite like the result of what we've done even though the previous situation had caused him an injury. There's some kind of table nearby? A pool or cue table, maybe.

      Earlier again. Something in a city, outer view from above of a skyscraper which I'd previously seen in the dream, only head-on or at street level. The top view showed a weird outline, it had the shape of a Liberty star from FL but something else too. In the dream it made sense as to explain something about the building, when seen in a profile view. I was in some kind of complex before any of this.


      19th October 2021

      Fragment:

      Vague recall. I'm in our bedroom but in the dream context I'm not sure it feels that way. It's dark and maybe night time. I'm ordering food somehow? Getting fast food, I think someone recommended I get McDonald's. Dad is here at one point and we're talking, we're outside somewhere, again night time. I think the dream jumps between these two settings a few times.



      Notes:

      - In the 18th's dream, there had been transitions, but like many other dreams lately, when I come to writing recall down for dreams, the transitional periods between scenes often just fizzle away from memory and I know that in some cases the dreams were long and continuous.
    4. 31 Dec: Attack of killer bees

      by , 12-31-2021 at 08:02 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      Watching a sci-fi show on tv which also has knights of some secret society with some ancient connection with bees. One of the knights who runs their missions, accesses some kind of cave and tastes the honey as a kind of ritual to consult the higher powers and through some trance or something, he receives info on the knights faiths and missions. Fast forward to present days, some traditional village up on some mountains gets attacked by bees and some detectives that deal with out of the ordinary cases go check it out. They find people who seem to have tried to hide indoors, in cellars, in wells, but they are all dead. But there is one survivor and I become him and I relive the story.
      So I noticed some small animal, a foal I think, finding a bee's nest by accident and being attacked. Then the swarm moves on and passes in front of the window through which I am watching the scene. I go to the next door to warn people of the swarm of bees flying around, and they say they had also noticed another swarm somewhere nearby. Then I try to leave, but notice that the bees seem to be chasing people down the street and then spot me and change direction towards me. I run back to this house and tell people to hide and cover their body for protection. They think they're safe inside but the houses are very old, poorly insulated and here are small openings on the sides of the doors and windows, through which they can come in. We hide in the horse stable, hoping the smell of the animals hides our own smell, because I am paranoid that they can smell us, and we cover ourselves in coats and blankets. But the bees come inside and spot us. The other are attacked and struggling to get rid of the bees, but I am the only one who manages to run to another room and close a door that is a bit more hermetic. Still, some bees follow me there and I fight to kill them. Then I manage to escape through a back door and go up the mountain. There is a fortified town up there, a touristic place, which I hope is safer. I go across the gates of the city walls, everything seems peaceful, tourists are walking around. I ask a couple guys about it and one says he heard something about some bees in the are, but no serious warnings, the other is oblivious, didn't hear a thing. But as I continue going inside the town, I hear screams and see people running down hill. Then I spot at least three people equiped with protection suits and carrying large pumps to spray inseticide. They are coming in formation, leaving a cloud of chemicals behind in order to kill a big swarm that is descending upon the town. People are running in every direction and I follow a couple that is taking a path towards maybe an entrance to the old fortified castle. I don"t see a way in, but they knock on a door and beg for help. The door opens and someone lets the three of us in. It is a small space like a storage room, with maybe 10 people inside in the dark. They close the door behind very slowly not to make noise and ask everyone to stay quiet. There is a small window to the right of the door and we can see to the outside, but even that they cover so we can't be seen. I notice that this place seems well sealed. No openings around the door frame or window, no lose shingles on the roof. Then some more people outside are begging for help but it is too late. If we open the door, the bees come in. Then silence and more silence. We take a look and we see no one and no bees. But we know they are out there. We wonder how long we can stay here without food or water. We don't know if the bees will leave or just keep waiting in the area. We worry if we'll ever come out alive.
    5. cccxl. Strange place with friends; With random friends hijacking a family car; Karazhan and MC raids

      by , 12-31-2021 at 01:24 AM
      Some in-line bracketed notes.


      12th October 2021

      (First and third dreams, long and bordering on epic, as well as being vivid, to the point that I still have decent visual recall of the last one even now)

      Fragment:

      I'm outside somewhere. There's a post-apocalypse sense. It's daytime and sunny and I'm atop a mountain of sorts. There's a crashed jet that has been here a while by the looks of it. I am descending the mountain carefully. The path I need to take isn't clear. Something about O and K (H's friends) and this feeling like a survival game. They have a base together somewhere in a cliff-side and I feel they are trying too hard at efficiency. At some point at the base of the mountain, there are undead and I fight them in first-person with a knife of some sort. H helps me in some way. This area looks crypt-like, but ruined.

      (The vastness of the game area makes me think of that area in Cybermancy that takes place on... Mars? But this feels more Earth-like environment-wise and stuff looks a bit unpolished)

      Later, night time in a village of some kind. There's an inn? Context seems more normal now though.

      Dream:

      Something about me and two other people, maybe siblings or friends. We hijack ourselves into someone's family car. We ask them forcibly to take us somewhere out of a city. It is daytime and sunny. The place we reach is some old and small fortification. It has rounded edges and is painted white but looks abandoned otherwise. The man in the car, the driver, vents his frustration about the situation at some point, and doesn't want to leave?

      Before we get out of the car, I give his wife a teal 25 euro note, as compensation for taxying us. I remember at first the notes felt just like one, but I realised they were more just stiffly rolled together. I was going to give her a yellow 20 euro note at first.

      Out of the car. There are some external stairs to the top. Inside, there's a plain room with a door that I know to be hidden behind a curtain of sorts. My companions go in there, but I don't. I go back out and up atop.

      Dream:

      I am in a place like Karazhan but even bigger. I think I tell H about it, do not recall reply. I'm with a 25-man group and HW is here I think. There's a boss that's accessible on an outdoor rampart. It's gloriously sunny and bright outside, almost over-exposed and white, but the boss is actually in a room past the end of this short-ish and curved rampart. The raid group is behind me in a hallway and someone has to go pull the boss, I say I will.

      I run in the darker flame-lit boss room and get in aggro range, then using evasion and sprint away back to the main raid group. I have cloak of shadows ready to use at any moment and I let the tank take the boss off me and the end of the hall room the raid is in. I start to deal damage, very slowly and cautiously, but nobody else does the same. I use feint regularly and the rest of the raid group starts attacking but even despite all my caution I am starting to gain too much threat. I vanish at least once to clear it off but quickly builds back up. I get targeted and end up dying.

      Somehow, in the end I still did the most damage and am revived after the fight. For some reason a few others also died but not from pulling aggro.

      My class seems to be a mix of a rogue and a paladin. When I am revived I buff with greater blessings as appropriate, which as always I find somewhat annoying to do. We go into the darker areas of this enormous alternate version of Karazhan. We walk for quite a while and go up ramps and such. At some point we come out at a bit that is like the interior of Blackrock Mountain but even more vast and a bit of a blend with some general areas of Molten Core. I realise I can mount at this point and quickly take a detour near some pouring magma bit, and take a quest there from an NPC I think.

      Then I rush back on a swift grey ram mount towards the next area's entrance. This is much more like MC now and the next boss is some kind of golem.
    6. DnD party, weakness dream

      by , 12-30-2021 at 03:45 PM (Dream-quest by UnknownKadath)
      This is worth pointing out and I might actually make a post about it, because I'm not sure if this is a common thing. But in some dreams, for no reason I'm extremely weak. I have trouble standing, I repeatedly fall and have to pick myself up. I don't understand it but in the occasional dream it's like that. This dream was like that.

      I was outside a house a didn't recognize, out in the yard/flower garden area. I was lying down and resting but someone was spraying the plants very close to me with something that might have been water, fertilizer or pesticide. I think I accidentally got sprayed and asked the guy if it was just water or if was spraying pesticide. He looked at a readout and said yeah, it was spraying pesticide. Nothing serious but I should wash it off my skin probably. So I got up and know that the weakness was nothing to do with being sprayed because 1: I knew the chemicals were mild and mostly harmless and 2: I don't remember much before but I was weak and kept falling before.

      So, I got up and walked as best I could to a shed by the house because it had a working sink inside and I could wash my hands/arms/legs. But I realized my clothes were sprayed too, and that I should change. I fell once and got up in front of the shed, and then fell against the door and undid the latch only to redo it after deciding to go into the house instead.

      In the house, there was a party, I think a birthday party but it was DnD themed. The birthday boy was actually an adult who had invited his DnD group do a party campaign that would include all the guests, or something similar. But the DnD group was missing in it's entirety and only adult guests and their kids that they had brought(it was going to be a family-friendly party) were around.

      Now in this house it was a known thing that it had a monster problem. Upstairs there were monsters, like gremlins or demons. They couldn't go downstairs because the door to the stairs leading upstairs stayed shut and they couldn't handle doors, somehow. So the door was kept shut, and the kids especially were to leave it alone. But the bathroom was upstairs and thought I could surely run upstairs, change into clean clothes and wash, and then hurry downstairs before I ran into anything bad.

      But in addition to the kids there were puppies, and one slipped by and ran upstairs when I opened the door. I thought, well, I'll keep an eye on the puppy and bring him back down with me when I'm done. But realizing how weak I was, leaning against the closed door, I knew I'd be lucky to save myself if I saw a monster and I caught the puppy, opened the door, set him down back in the living room, and re-closed the door to go upstairs alone. Suddenly I heard yelling from further up and who did I find but the whole DnD group, who had wandered upstairs and were captured by the monsters.

      Everything shifted and suddenly it was like being on a game show crossed with a videogame, where I had to play and win to free the group. But then I woke up.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. I casually de-gloved two fingers and tried to fix it.

      by , 12-29-2021 at 02:42 PM (Dream-quest by UnknownKadath)
      I dreams several things last night but the main thing I remember was something that most people would find horrible, though in the dream it didn't bother me. I somehow cute the tip of my ring finger all the way around with something, and the whole tip simply came off. When I say the whole tip I mean the skin and nail portion, the bone and everything else stayed. My finger underneath the skin was the pink that is the color inside a bad cut. I capped the tip back on and hoped for the best.

      Then the ringer finger was cut all the way around at the base of the finger and the whole finger was easily removable, minus the pink meat and the bone underneath that. The tip by this point had mostly rejoined the rest and I could only see a line where the first cut was made. I put it back on and didn't mention it to the people I was with, lest they worry and drag me to a doctor.

      Then, same with the index finger. It was cut all the way round at the base where it met my hand and it was easily and painlessly removable. I put it back, thinking that covering the pink flesh was better than not, and maybe the skin would re-attach rather than having the regrow altogether. I checked the index finger to see how it was doing and it was actually sticking in place by then.

      How did I cut my finger? I don't know. I remember pretty much all of this happening while I was a passenger in a car, or walking around a store. The cuts just appeared, and didn't hurt.
      Tags: fingers, injury
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. Lucid Magic.

      by , 12-29-2021 at 07:19 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Bad spells

      I was on this giant hill. with Harry and Hermione from the HP series. The hills had giant magic slides or something we were supposed to go down. I was sliding down one and everything was moving super fast. This made me lucid randomly. I was too caught up in the dream to do anything else. Some guy was at the bottom of the slide and we were also near a town. The guy was bad or something so i pulled out my wand and said, "Avada Kedavra!". Hermione Gasped at that. Nothing came out of the wand. I tried, "cruccio." and saw the guy writhing in pain. I did some other spell so he wouldn't follow me. Next I was in some tavern and some other guy was trying to fight me. So i did Cruccio on him as well. Then i remembered doing Obliviate to keep the person from attacking me.

      Torture


      I was trapped in some house with 2 other people. Some old granny lady had us all tied up and drugged. She kept indicating she was going to kill us. i looked to my right and there were dead bodies on the ground. Don't remember much after.
      Categories
      lucid
    9. Alice and Wendy team up in Wonderland, and a 2nd brownhair girl has a Tea party at the Mad Hatter's

      by , 12-25-2021 at 03:20 AM
      I been having a series of dreams lately. I couldn't remember because I always had to get up to go to the washroom when the dream was getting good.

      Last night/early this morning - In the dream-it was more like watching a TV show or a movie a third person then my normal dreams which were in 1st person (it does switch to first person eventually)-an American brown hair girl somehow gets to Wonderland. I'm assuming she founds a town in Wonderland because this is where I start watching is when she's in a museum in what I presume is a town or city in Wonderland. The museum has pieces which have to do with Alice in Wonderland. The girl looks at the pieces (which are in glass cases) and she sometimes hear the pieces, sets, statues talk to her. I think one piece (well more of a mini set) was Mad Hater's house which talk to her. But every time she heard pieces talk she just thought it was herself going um crazy.

      Some time passes and the next thing I know is that I believe the girl gets waken up in the museum by noise. She hides behind a case or was it a statue and she sees the shadow of another girl (a grown-up) talking to the pieces. I can't remember what the girl overhears the grown-up girl say, but its was enough to identify her as the grown-up Alice. So the brown-hair girl said when stepping out from behind the case , "So you're the real Alice?" The girl then asked hat are you doing here then?" Alice said "Someone told us.." the brown-hair girl said "Whose us?" and another brown hair girl (whom the first girl recognized as Wendy from Peter Pan) showed up "As Alice was saying a red-hair woman warned us that both Wonderland and Neverland are in danger. so we teamed up for it. Do you want to join us?" The brown hair girl said "sure".

      I'm not sure what happened next but the very last part of the dream before I woke up is that I had became the brown-hair girl and I was at Tea Party at the real Mad Hatter's house but I was the only one NOT drinking tea. I was either drinking coffee (which is why I think she's American) or I was drinking hot chocolate maybe chocolate milk. Since it was as I was drinking my drink I woke up
    10. Log 2427 - Task of the Year 2021 Task V

      by , 12-23-2021 at 06:20 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 22 December 2021

      Got quite a haul today.

      Spoiler for A lot of words; implied NSFW:

      Updated 12-23-2021 at 06:43 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment , task of the year
    11. 22 Dec: Immersive Matrix movie experience and my avatar is hacked

      by , 12-22-2021 at 07:58 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      With Riverstone, Zilla and NightHawk watching the new Matrix movie, but it is an interactive and immersive experience, just like the scene in the movie itself where Bugs is walking on the simulated matrix. We have to walk around a room to see some scenes and at some point I am literally sitting in front of Carrie Ann Moss and some other actor, while they play a scene and she interacts with me and I become part of the movie. Every other spectator becomes so jealous. After the movie there is a festival outside, some kids play Jefferson Airplane's song and I am groovin. Then I spot some stupid men brutalizing an African lady with intention to rape her. I go intervene and kick some dude really bad. The others go look for reinforcements, so I gotta leave. What matters is the woman had time to escape. Then I try to blend in with the crowd. I am walking around anonimously until some Asian dudes point to me and say I look like JFK Jr and I am like ""OMG, crazy Q'anoners!!!" . I reply that I do not, in any way, shape or form, but if I did, it would be just random genetic resemblance, no need to even be from the same family. The point is, I realize I am also inside some kind of simulation and someone altered my avatar to look like JFK r and I didn't realize. I guess it's so they can spot me more easily.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. Do I know you, robber?

      by , 12-21-2021 at 03:27 PM (Dream-quest by UnknownKadath)
      My family and I were on vacation. I remember staying somewhere with large windows that weren't stained glass but were shaped like stained glass. Actually they were really cool, they were perfectly shaped like the mountains outside if you lined them up by standing in the right spot in the room. We were debating where to eat, as in what restaurant.

      But then in my second dream I was working in a store that looked slightly different from where I actually work, and the store got robbed while I was at the register. We've never been robbed, mind you. This is a little 'roll up the sidewalks at night' town I live in. But we have computer training videos on what to do if it happens, like most places. And one rule is you don't look at he person more than you have to, and in the dream I didn't look at the man, who wore no sort of mask.
      But then he assured me that he wouldn't hurt me and I don't remember word for word but he seemed to imply that he wouldn't hurt me but rather was concerned for me/would protect me/something to that effect. And he said I was delicate/fragile//vulnerable/I forget but something along those lines. I looked at him then, and didn't recognize him. "Do I know you?" I asked. He said no. Another cashier that I also didn't recognize overpowered him then and I woke up.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. 21 Dec: Run away with a crush and attending Ana Grey's wedding

      by , 12-21-2021 at 07:55 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      At some beach house with Riverstone and a couple of my cats and some friends, like Tânia. I hear that Jonh Blacksmith is also around and for some reason I am asked to accompany some kid to the place he s staying, to deliver a message. After doing so, I stay there to chat a little bit. But John is so very busy, going back and forth and in out of the room. Then he says he needs to go shower, but will come back, so I interpret that he wants me to wait. I stay but I fall asleep on his bed. I notice him coming in later on and getting dressed. He knows I am there but doesn't want to wake me up. He lookdearingly to me. I play with it and pretend to be on a light sleep and reposition myself to a cute sleeping pose. Then he goes out again and I think maybe he left because I was alseeep, so I get up to clear that up. I see myself in a mirror. I have a cute yellow ruffled dress and short hair, which all messy. So I tidy up a little bit and then he comes back again. He sees me picking up my stuff to leave, so he calls me on to stand in front of him and he says something nervously. I don't understand half of what he says but I feel the emotion in his words. He is saying that he loves me and wants to be with me and apparently he is free to do it. He starts crying like a baby, with snot in his nose and I also start crying and we embrace each other warmly. He points to inside the wardrobe and says something that I again have trouble understanding. I ask him to repeat and he says there is a portal in the wardrobe and we can jump through it and get out at some other place where someone he knows can marry us on the spot. I am like "Wait, no!" But some people we know start coming into the room to speak to him and they see him hugging me, so before they see my face and go spread the word about it, I agree to jump. So we jump. On the other side is a large room like an attic and there is some lady there. He explains that she can marry us right away and we can leave everything behind. That's when I get away from him and say "I am sorru but I can't, for better or for worse, I need to go back to my life." And all his plans shatter and I see all hope abandoning him. I loved our cathartic moment together, love the idea that we could have had it differently in a different life, but in this life it is not meant to happen.

      I am friend or sister of Ana, who dates Christian Grey. One day she is helping me and Riverstone put stuff into our van and one of her exes passes by on the sidewalk with his snobbish new girlfriend. Ana says "Oh no!" when she sees them, but puts on a smile and says hello to them. The other woman mocks her, by saying she looks good but in a condescendent way. Ana plays it cool and says she is doing good. But the bitch laughs and replies "We can see you really moved up in life". We are really irritated, but we try not to bring up she is dating Christian because that would lowering to her level. In any case, I walk up to her and get my face near hers and say "Bitch, you have no idea. You'd be crying if you knew." She scoffs me off and they walk away. I know she'll eventually find out what I am talking about. Ana is about to get married to him and she'll be on every papparazzi magazine.
      Then it's her wedding day and it is very bizarre. First we gather with some of his family in the UK, because his family is full of British nobility. They dress and behave funny, but all of them seem to be nice people. Christian finds Ana hiding in a corner, crying upset and wants to know what's going on. We tell him what happened some days before and how she is still struggling with it. He immediately wants to go confront the woman, but we talk him out of it. Instead we explain how it is to grow up poor, and no matter how much you work, you still never getting enough money to get out of poverty, and the anger that comes with it. And how it isn't remotely ok to shame others just because now you're rich, not due to any accomplishment, but just through marriage. First, because it ain't your money and second, because money should not define your worth in the eyes of anyone else. Therefore Ana is crying out of frustration because she wants to feel self worth for herself. Christian and a friend are listening to this attentively.
      Then I leave them and join some other family members wbo are playing silly games. They say they are traditional and I mention they seem totally absurd. All the ladies, one by one, have to try to catch something that will be thrown, but it is not a bouquet, it can be anything else. I get hit by a cloud of sewing pins. I spend like an hour removing them from my chest and face. And even from some poor cat who got in the way when that happened. Then some other girl gets covered in darts, but she is ecstatic. I just think "What in the hell?"
      Then there is a feast, but in the end there is so much wasted food, so I stay behind separating what is good to eat and compacting and separating packages for recycling, because I don't know if the servants will do so. I distribute wet bread outside in the garden for pigeons and other birds to eat, and I start putting packages of chips and other snacks in carton boxes and plastic bags and wondering how am I going to take this all on my plane trip back home.
    14. One Dream?

      by , 12-21-2021 at 12:08 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Frost Troll

      Was in some room with a bunch of people. Someone ran into the room screaming about a Troll in the building. I ran out into some basement area. There was a brown haired girl with me, maybe Jamie. i had false memories of dealing with this troll before. We turned a corner and it was right in front of us. It swung at us with a huge hand with claws. It missed. I ran around the corner with the girl and she was following me. I said The Troll is really dumb and any easy hiding place will do. We found a room with a cabinet we could his beside. We hid there and the troll walked past the room and we were safe.
    15. Missed Lucid

      by , 12-20-2021 at 10:39 PM
      Last night's dreams involved a bit more blood/gore than usual. I have had these kinds of dreams after taking valerian or vitamin b-6, but I didn't have either last night. I did take 50mg of Benadryl, which might have had something to do with it. Or it might have just been a fluke. I don't remember seeing anything more gruesome than usual during the day.

      Should have been lucid

      I'm somewhere, there seems to be a lot of people around. I see a glass case with a sign inside that says something involving the word "dream". I look suspiciously at this, thinking it looks a lot like something from a dream. I do a nose pinch reality check, but for some reason I'm having trouble. The trouble is either that I can't pinch my nose all the way closed, or there are too many people around for me to want to stand there holding my nose, or something. Anyway, I give up on the nose pinch (for pandemic related issues, I avoid touching my nose in public, obviously). I pull out my phone instead to look at the numbers, I think. Now I'm having trouble reading what's on my phone. But I still don't become lucid at this point. Whether or not I eventually did, I don't remember.

      Bloody Murder

      A story/movie plot (?) involving vampire-like things. Or maybe just a murderer. I think there is some bloody scenes. This may or may not be a part of the dream fragment involving popcorn:

      Popcorn

      I want to buy some popcorn. Someone else (my mother?) and I are in a concession stand/store where many different kinds of popcorn are being sold. I'm putting together a bag of various flavors, and I think I decide to do mainly cheese flavors. There seems to be some disagreement with the shop owner.

      Rotting corpse

      Something about having a dead body laying around. I think about how people move dead bodies outside (or bury them maybe?) and how that might be because they start to attract worms and such after a while. There are some gruesome scenes of maggot/worm/bugs infesting a corpse.
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