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This started out when i found a small ferret outside a store like it was a discount rack. It was in a plastic bag. I also found two baby skunks. I figured they would be thirsty but then the ferret's bag was half full of water and had a goldfish in it. I realized it must be a dream and did an RC by trying to levitate. Sure enough I floated up and became highly lucid.
Later on in the dream I ran into a DC of my mom and she was driving a van. I went for a ride with her. I told her that this is a dream and we could actually fly the van to where ever she was going. It worked well and I created imagery from 3rd person of the van floating off the ground and go flying. Then back in 1st person I was flying the van from inside of it. We had a scene change and were on the ground in a park. She mentioned that the van was gone. I assured her that no problem existed and just pretended the van was still there and was about to levitate us knowing the van would just reappear if I refused to acknowledge the lack of the van.
The DC who was now my wife said she refused to go flying in an imaginary van as it was too silly. I asked her what she wanted to do and she said "summon us each a Tomcat Jet Fighter and we can race them." I decided to use basic summoning (aid from a plot element) rather than try to instantly create that much detailed imagery. She asks where they are and I say "here they come, see the com trails," knowing there would be com trails and I could then slowly develop the imagery as they landed. Sure enough I look up and there are 2 com trails but I am floored, as my brain created a vivid space scene with stars and such and a line of 3 giant satellites bigger in image than low flying blimps. "Right there behind those satellites," I say surprised. the trails get close and when in view it is some sci-fi double engine passenger jet/hover craft with fun exciting detail and apparently a whole flight crew. I decide not to fight this and just say, "this is better than Tomcats as we can land it anywhere." We go to get on and the flight crew leads us up a boarding platform and wants to ask us Covid-19 related screening questions and discusses if we still need everyone to ware masks. they ask me to take a pill that will prevent spread of Covid. I feel like forcing the dream forward but am working on o trying to control every aspect of my dreams, so I just let the scene play out. We went up on a observation deck made out of metal mesh.
That was the end of the sequence.

5th July 2021

Fragment:

I'm looking at my profile on one of the art sites? I notice I have an unread PM and click to check it. It's from a site moderator I think and I check to see if it really is one, by looking for a certain symbol or something? The message reads at first something like "Dear user, as it is so rare to come across individuals like yourself", going on for a short bit and then asking further down if I'd like to become a moderator, myself.

There's still some kind of special application process and scrolling through the, actually somewhat long, message, I see some red hyperlink buttons with white text. They have something to do with answering some questions for the application. At the start of these is also a green one and I perceive green as bad? The green one is for saying that you're not interested in this or something.

I think about this and consider the responsibilities, the kind of things I might have to deal with, potentially unpleasant. And also the fact that it's not a paid role or position, it's voluntary even with the application and so on. Despite all this I still consider applying. Rest of recall faded.

Fragment:

In a game world of some kind, with H. It feels like DOOM, Quake or UT. The zone feels a bit void of anything at all, very empty. There's an orange-purple atmospheric effect? The only things that seem to exist around here are some kind of simple and white geometric structures that we walk across. I do some jumping tricks and get up on top of what is supposed to be like a small building. There's a "BFG 9000" here on the flat rooftop, it's a secret pick-up. This BFG has a unique design and is really quite big, as I pick it up I visually note that H gets it too.

The weapon's design is chunky at the start, then it becomes tri-pronged kind of and extends almost two yards in front. These bits sticking out are like electro-magnetic rails and they are a silvery metal but with a light blue electric glow. The rest of the design is primarily green, the green tone I associate with DOOM.

Anyway, then a boss or elite enemy appears or something. I consider whether or not we should use our new BFGs on it and end up deciding not and that we should just use regular rocket launchers to fight it. I think about the fact that the BFG has very limited ammo and sooner or later we'll end up firing at the same time anyway in combat situations, effectively wasting shots.

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Notes:
- On waking and trying to draw the weapon in its most basic form I realised I couldn't imagine what the grip for it could be like. I then realised I've never really paid attention to this detail on BFG designs.

- The first dream may relate to how I have sometimes done things freely for others because I felt that it was important enough to do as a voluntary thing. The issue has often been for me that I have not been either rewarded nor recognised for it and not even getting some recognition for helping makes it feel like I've been used for my eagerness, ultimately making me feel naive and cynical about such things.

Notes: I’ve been in the Swedish mountains for a week walking with some cousins. Had some pleasant dreams during the time.

Dream— I’m walking in the woods and become semi-lucid. I start to fly up a hill and try to understand how the dream is able to generate new landscape as I fly over the hill. I focus on how rocks and flowers move past me and feel blessed to be able to feel calm and enjoy nature.

Dream — I’m walking in the mountains and summon water balls that travel forward without gravity affecting them. As they move forward they increase in size so that they always appear to be the same size for me. When they hit a mountain I realize how big they have become as they splash and create a big water explosion on the mountain. An old man appears and he asks what powers I have. I shoot six water balls against the mountains and wait until they collide. The old man becomes very impressed with the power of the water and asks if I can summon tornadoes. I try to but does not succeed. He shows me a special grip with his hands and creates some kind of circle with his hands. As he blows through the circle white clouds begin to create a mini tornado. I do the same and succeed this time. A big tornado sweeps over the landscape and hits a house but the house is strong enough to withstand the tornado. I’m in the city and see some people in my age that talk about school and I think about how I don’t need to do school because I’m a superhero. Someone needs help and there is a teleporter next to me but I decide to fly instead. I fly over some waters and my flying is really fast but I can’t fully control it. An old man on an island awaits me but he doesn’t need any help. He talks about a rabbit and a carrot. I leave and I’m suddenly in an apartment with two girls. The are about to leave but I ask if they can stay for some more time.

New dream — I’m by the big road leading in to town and there is a class writing an exam there. I feel happy because I have already completed that exam. I am about to do a side flip because I feel happy but remember that they have an exam and slow down which makes it so that my side flip fails. I am about to fall into the water but I am able to grab the edge and try to go up again. It takes a lot of effort and I can’t do it.

New dream — I’m the leader of a freak gang. I ask a man with a face like the joker’s why he dresses like that and he intimidates me. I try to stay tough but he scares me. The punk girl and I have some kind of romantic relationship but when I leave the room I see her naked jumping on another man in the room. I leave the room feeling a bit hurt. I enter a new room and a normal boy about 13 years old greet me.

New dream — A girl with character in my age invites her family over to my house 09.30 the next day. I forget it and go for a walk. The next day the family is angry with me because I forgot to tell my family and didn’t even show up. My parents are there but they don’t have emotions. The mom of the other family takes the responsibility to tell me how I need to take more responsibility and that I need to do better. She has some kind of kindness towards me too. The girl and I have a relationship and I am attracted to her. She invites me to a party and I accept. Some blonde guys in nice suits in my age are riding motorbikes and ask me if I want to ride with them.

New dream — Eni and I play football on a small grass field and he wins. I feel bad because I’m so bad at football.

New dream — Mom and I are hiding in a bush and it’s dark outside. Some gangsters walk past us and drop some plastic blue, yellow and red coins. Mom picks them up.

Notes: We walked a whole day in the forest with lots of mosquitos and put up our camps 01.00 am. Everyone was tired and felt bad. I had a lot of worried dreams which made it hard to sleep. They were about walking tired and a lot of mosquitos.

I am in Dream-Prague with Saimi, showing her some parts of the city I like. She and I have both just recently arrived there, although it seems as if we’re here for entirely different reasons, and the visits just happened to coincide. We seem to be in the northwest region of the city.

The place I’m showing her now is one that not many people know about, a neighborhood of winding streets on a hill, neat rows of houses on either side of the streets – a quiet, peaceful place. The houses are covered with what look like enormous cobwebs, large enough to completely cover most of the roofs. I tell Saimi that in the early morning, when it’s misty, they shine like silver.

We then head down to the tram stop together. This, unlike the webbed streets, is a location that’s familiar to me from a previous iteration of Dream-Prague, although it doesn’t correspond to any waking-life location. On that occasion, the whole area had a much rougher vibe and was also undergoing construction. Perhaps with this in mind, I pull out my cell phone to show Saimi a couple pictures of how it used to look.

I input the password first, which isn’t my waking-life password. This one is also six digits long, and the numbers signify a personally important date – there’s a charged quality to the memories the date pulls along with it. The date is December 22, I think (although I can’t remember the year now, or precisely what the date’s significance was). When I find the pictures, I notice strings of triangular orange flags in some of them, which tells me that I must have taken them during the protests.

The wait at the tram stop is rather long (justified in-dream, I think, by it being a weekend). There’s a whole little scene here with a man who’s decided to teach his dog another song (it already knows two). It’s a large dog, but friendly: it puts its paws on me, almost knocking me over. The song he’s chosen is one of those old, popular ones most people know: it has kind of a jazz standard feel to it, lots of seventh chords and a melancholy tone. The lyrics are in German. I don’t remember what all of them are, though, and nobody there seems to know them all offhand, so I get my phone back out to look them up. While I do, a man in a red shirt sings a version of them in English – although I have the impression he only remembers about half of them and is making the rest up as he goes, and he also starts at the chorus for some reason.

Once the tram arrives, I get my ticket punched – I just have a one-use one since I haven’t been here long. The tram heads straight east, neither turning or changing height so that, as the ground level falls, we’re positioned high enough to see most of the city from above. I look out over it. I’m glad to be back here, and I’m already looking forward to walking around all these places again.

Eventually, the landscape changes. We now seem to be going through a park, which is also familiar to me. I’m puzzled at first – I don’t remember the tram going here. But I do remember seeing the tracks back when I worked in this place, and so it does make sense that it would go here.

The plot seems to have changed now, with the dream partly drawing on memories of the old wildlife hospital, a different time and place. I still used to work here, although in the dream, it seems to be mostly a long-time crew instead of short-term volunteers. It seems as if this iteration also suffers from financial issues and is staffed at about half the level it should be to run it properly. This is currently relevant since the people on the tram are now coming to work here as well, which brings it about to where it should be – in fact, it seems as if I’m taking them here for that purpose.

As we walk through the park, I lead the way. I find everybody together out back behind a building, where they're seated in rows on the ground. As I walk between the rows, I happen to glance down at my own legs and notice I’m wearing brown leather sandals and khaki pants that are cut off at the knee. Not far off is the man who’s in charge of this place, who’s grateful to have so many people coming. There’s a sense that there was once some kind of past tension between us that was wrapped up in why I left, and he’d since come to recognize was his fault. But that all seems to be over now.

There’s conversation now, and something about a ceremony that’s going to take place soon, where Rae, NC and KD’s daughter, will break a staff in two and then remake it.

3.7.21

Metapsychology
I am in some sort of doctor's office. There are multiple patients. Some seem to be suffering from some form of psychosis or schizophrenia, others I am not sure about. There is a doctor there, male and of older age, and he needs my assistance to perform a sort of metapsychological technique to help or cure them of their disease, though he does not explicitly label it as such.

He puts me and the patients into a sort of dream state. In this state, we sort of float about in the room in a sort of OBE. He communicates with me by just talking into the room. The patients are invisible to me and him, so he just gives them instructions. He systematically cures their fears by putting them in such a fearful situation and then making them simply float out and show them that their fears can't hurt them. At one point, I somehow follow a patient exactly in their movements, and we fall into something like a golden vase. This time, the patient can't really do it, so the doctor panics a little but I somehow grab the patient and we float out, and I tell the doctor, who is relieved. Later it is shown that the doctor used something like game discs to activate the fear scenarios, which are on illuminated pedestals. Next up is a deep ocean scenario, which I try to delay because I have thallassophobia.

Disappointing lucid
After shortly waking up, I find myself in a dream. I am at home and wonder what happened in the last few hours. I remember the previous dream and wonder if that could've really happened, so I do a nose plug RC. I was surprised to see that I could breathe through my plugged nose, but, because I forgot to stabilize the dream, as I was thinking of what to do now, the dream collapsed and I woke up.