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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At home with Riverstone, someone else and my dog Hachi. Strangely there is a balcony or deck over a cliff and we are chilling on lounge chairs. It reminds me of when I lounged in my parents balcony before they closed it. But this one is dangerous as there are no guard railings. I don't feel afraid, I am actually feeling totally happy as I never felt. I am even doing nudism and feeling comfortable in my naked body in the wind like I never felt before.

I am walking down a corridor and it gets very dark, I feel like I am dropping out of the dream and I become lucid. I don't try to fight it, so I just free fall in the dark void with no expectation of what comes next. I just try to see the void as the nature of my mind and not be afraid of the referencelessness. I stop falling for some seconds and then I fall again, but I never try to control the outcome. Then finally it stops and I am in some dark room.

At some party in a garden with a view over a city. I spot some bush with berries and I grab some to eat, but then find huge catterpillars in a gelatinous cocoon on the plant and it looks both awesome and disgusting. I show it to my mom. Then feel an itch in my hand and notice a big alergic reaction for having touched the berries and the slime of the cayterpillars. I rush to wash my hands.

My mom is running a bakery but when I visit it, she is not there and I find strange that she left everything unfinished or out of place, like a cake half eaten on a table. I eat it, But she comes back soon and says one of her friends needs a ride somewhere and asks me if I can do it. It is inconvenient, but I offer to do it. He is going to a funeral. My dad offers to comes with me. Turns out that side by side with this funeral is also going on a funeral for my friend Nelson and I am shocked to find out this way that he died. For saving costs and the environment, the bodies are rapidly decomposed via a chemical process and in the end all that is left is a little biodegradable container with some liquid. Because both deceased expressed not wanting it to go anywhere, they just dispose of them both into some trash container and I am a bit upset. I wanted to pay homage to my friend some other way.

bedtime, ~23:30

+ super burrito: driving on road, then meet with with S1 and his GF (A), she asks me: "How many super burritos can you eat all at once?" I answer something like "it depends on the size, etc." I see an image of a large burrito dressed in sauce in front of me

+ car driving, merging left turning right at the theater
In a car, driving, (night?), the road merges at a very steep angle like 30 degrees (the right turn would be 150), I keep waiting for a break in oncoming traffic, but the line of cars is long. Eventually I (get impatient?) and merge, then I see there's a right turn coming up, I think that's at a (movie?) theater, and there are a lot of people mulling around outside.

+ at the giant pool with R Berg, two sections based on politics, fast food choices, beef with nuggets with one sauce, chicken with ?? with another sauce
Standing a bit back and to the left of a very large outdoor pool/(hot tub? not bubbling), lit, it is a night scene. There are two sections of pool, the larger one closer to me, and a smaller one beyond the larger pool. There are 10-15 people (men) soaking in the pool. One is R Berg (tr. 5), who makes a political comment.

+ running in a weave pattern through guards, a shooter behind (hits me once in the back?), to get away, to avoid being shot. I try to avoid running in predictable patterns

+ air jordans: (after weaving gunman avoidance?) inspect them, put them on, figure out the strange lace system
get on bus, there's a big-butt'd woman standing by the driver (in white pants?), I move to the back of the bus, (there are passengers seated, many are all a clone of a single DC template?), get off bus, the "air jordans" keep falling off, a small kid saw them picked them up he said, he gave them back to me.
They're numbered with "341" on the side but in highly stylized font, the "4" is hard to read. Shoelaces weird: pull up from the toe, then (the top?). After tightening the laces from the toe the shoes fit better, but the laces are hanging off all over, long loops, I think these will get caught in things and get in my way (also the shoe is higher, part way up to the knee when I see the laces hanging off). They don't look like much to start with, sort of flimsy felt, vague grey color. They look more like pajama slippers than sneakers.

+ after some time in a (restaurant?) with lots of people (?), heading back along a path back to the road. I'm hurrying. narrow path, holding cloth that I must rip in to two pieces (to prevent a bloodstain from being seen?). I may be walking for a very long time, I'm not sure, it might be miles. Suddenly I reach a closed sheet metal fence, I realize it must have been a short cut, I "remember" that at the start, I arrived on main street side of this fence. I push through, it's hard to move the fence, there's active construction with trucks/machinery working right where I am, can't get out to the left, so turn right, there's a tractor there and workmen. Can't squeeze around so I go out through the empty cab of the tractor, I make some excuse to the workmen why I'm there doing this, I think they don't believe me.

later:
+ something with a woman & girl in a place, like a restaurant