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The dream started with me floating in the back left corner of an indoor concert hall. I observed some sort of concert taking place. It wasn't lively, but eerily calm. It was pitch black around the venue. All I could make out was that the stage was black, and the crowd area was level.The lights were flickering, and the music sounded like a light industrial metal song playing - like a lighter version of skinny puppy's Convulsion. I float down to the crowd. Best way I can describe the scenery is that the crowd looked like a bunch of animatronics in the style of five nights freddies - half corroded and robotic. I stood there, some of them headbanging lightly to the music, the ones around me staring at me like they knew I didn't belong there. The way the lights would flash showing their faces was scary. I don't remember what the artists on stage looked like.

I don't remember how this dream started.
I was driving down a road at night. I could only see what was illuminated by my car's headlights. I was driving between a set of hills and mountains with forests covering them. I could see the silhouettes of trees on top of the mountain. I was driving on the left side of the road; there were two lanes. On the right, there were also two lanes. The two sets of lanes were divided by a small pedestrian walkway and streetlamps lining it. The streetlamps were off.
I realise I need to pee. I see lights in the distance on the right side. The shape tells me it's a garage. I go closer, stop on the opposite side next to some bushes. I look through the window and see there's a car parked on the grass in front of the garage, directly opposite of me. Someone is standing there looking at me. I feel self-conscious, because my body is making singing bowl sounds when I need to pee. I decided to deal with the embarrassment. I get out and start walking across the street. I look left and right... no cars coming. The atmosphere felt like a scene from a Hollywood sci-fi film. The person starts talking to me, and I realise it's someone from my schooldays. I don't remember what exactly we spoke about. I just remember when I spoke to him, it started to feel like my head was spinning sporadically, and I said "woah!" loudly. Saying this, it the word continued to echo. The more it echoed, the more I felt like I started to get removed from my body in different directions, but slowly. My eyes were closed. I feel myself falling to the left, but things started to feel like slow-motion. I open my eyes, and it's like I'm frozen in the air. My friend kept standing there not saying anything. I notice my body looks female. The disintegration feeling made me panic for a moment, but it started to feel like I was solidifying again. This made me feel ecstasy. When the solidification was complete, I realised I'm awake and in my bed. I went to the bathroom to finally pee.

Completely burned out yesterday. Dropped my phone and wrecked the screen... can still use it until I get a new one.Staying home today to recover. I asked Raven to help out again she remembered a small flash of attempting to get Jamie out of that box.

Random

Dream of breaking onto someone's farm? I got caught while breaking into the house. The owners made me leave. I somehow left my phone and wallet behind.

Remember catching up with my brother and he had my car parked on a sketchy cliff. Hmm

Last night: kept dreaming people or entities were trying to discourage me with Jamie.

A brief HH flash of Jamie hanging in a closet. Her voice was upset at this or something. I was trying to console her for some time.

Wtf

I was with a group of people working or something. Some girl decided to give me a ride. During the ride she starts grilling me about Jamie. She claims Jamie talked about me saying I seemed alright at first but then I became creepy and obsessed or something. I shot back with that I've seen her driving by me house as if to check on me. And I've seen her smile at me at least twice when passing one another on the street. The girl looked shocked and didn't have a response.

Woke up and did some prayers asking for our dreams to return to normal.

Vague flash of Jesus helping me and Jamie. She was smiling at me and holding me.

I decided to start flexing some dream muscles by becoming a dream Olympian just for funsies and to work at dream intent. I'm not typically an Olympics watcher but there were so many reality checkable moments and memes from these that I wish I'd thought to dream Olympian along with them instead of after.

At the start of the week I shall select a random Olympic sport. I will fix my dream intent on being a competitor in that sport for the rest of the week. I have the opportunities to win the following awards:
GOLD- I compete in-dream in an Olympics as an athlete in the chosen sport
SILVER - I engage in-dream in the chosen sport but outside of the Olympics
BRONZE - I see or experience the sport in dream but am not a competitor

Aug 11th - 17th The almighty Wheel of Names has deemed Figure Skating as the Olympic sport.
0 medals this week.
Nearly a bronze, I went to watch Olympics with a class but they actually were watching Dune.
And early this morning (the 18th and a day too late) I lucidly tried skating in a dream.

Aug 18th-24th The almighty Wheel of Names has deemed Sailing as the Olympic sport.

-lights the Dream Olympic torch-

Litterfall
Bedroom carpet is oak leaves. Beneath slithers a world of worms. Some, various shapes of pasta. Some, elongated leeches, seeking. Others bulge blue with clitellums of slime and sundew spines. I collect. Inspect. Retrospect.

Dance On
They dance clockwise, two lines of humans hopping and whirling to haunted voices. I long to be part of the pomp. I've neither dress nor dance steps to match. I step in, none the less, stomping, shimmying, and spinning with fierce abandon. I disrupt the flow, I know, but care not. Others flutter to fringes. I dance on until the final mingled note of the last song.

Dog Day
A dog drowns, dragged under by the waves and wrath of a wild river. Aside, someone yells, "We can just refilm the dog scenes without the dog." Film crew falls back to their efforts. The rest lament the lost as the show goes on.

Re Risen
A home to the four footed, the six footed, and the feathered, has fallen. There is no sympathy for the 'soul-less' as the true soul-less step sightlessly around. Alone, I right the left, and yell, "Re-root! Re-rise!" After a tiny eternal time, roots grip ground. It stands, though at a one o'clock lean. It is re-risen!