Mouka's Mind Palace

(This is from September 1.)

I decided to go shopping at a new grocery store, but the front door was closed, so I took a shopping cart and went in through the cart area where they have those big plastic flaps employees push carts through. The first thing I saw was a big display with lots of holiday candy, mostly Christmas and Valentine's Day candies, then I passed through this huge open section that was almost the size of a regular grocery store itself. It was nothing but meat, lots of different kinds of meat, different cuts and stuff, all piled up on counters all the way around the walls. Some of the meat piles were almost as high as me. I remember being both fascinated and creeped out at the same time.

I was debating on taking a plane ride to Indiana. The people I was going with were taking the plane, but I determined that it was only 200 miles away, and that I might beat them there if I take my car since they'd have to wait for the plane and all. When I got there, I walked out onto a long wooden walkway that snaked around a building and jutted out over a big waterfall and some dangerous rapids. Also on the walkway was a little girl who stood with a creepy old man, and I remember thinking the guy was totally a pedophile but the girl seemed okay so I ignored him. I talked to the girl about some things and she giggled a lot, but later I found out the girl had died and most likely was killed, and I just knew it was that creepy old guy's fault. I slipped and fell down on the walkway, and when I looked up I saw a huge spider in a web on my left and a huge yellow butterfly on my right. I was almost too terrified to move because I didn't want to upset either of the bugs but someone I slowly got to my feet and went into the building the walkway was attached to. Inside was a long hallway and lots of different rooms, and they were labelled based on what was taking place inside of the room, like for instance one was labelled SAT Room and people were taking the SAT test in there. I went into a room with a haircut label and the lady there said I had to get my hair cut if I wanted to be a part of their building. So I sat down and she cut my hair, but I kept hearing her say "Oops!" and I was upset that my hair would look crappy.

I had a lucid dream that began with me standing in the dining room of a house. It was decorated very southern and was quaint. Nothing was really happening except me standing there, so it gave me time to think about where I was, and I didn't know. So I performed a reality check, the palm test, but it failed and my finger did not go through my palm. Still it felt like something wasn't right, so I did another reality check by holding my nose and trying to breathe through it anyway. It worked, and I was still able to breath, and that's when I realized I was dreaming! As soon as I became lucid, the scene started to fizzle out, like an old TV screen when you hit the antenna, so I rubbed my hands together and spun around a few times and the scene restablized. At that point, I was super excited because it's rare that I have complete control of my actions in a lucid dream, and I immediately go to the front door of the house and try to open it. However, when I opened it, there was another door behind it, and another, and another, and it was just endless doors all the way. So I went to try a closet door and it also gave me nothing but endless doors. I was really annoyed at this turn of events because I didn't want to be stuck in a quaint country house when I could go out and do fun lucid things, so I stared really hard at the front door and willed all my concentration on it. I had a vision of myself opening the door and emerging on the other side in a heavenly realm as nothing but pure light energy, so I took that as a sign to try opening the door. Sure enough, the door opened, but just to the front porch rather than the nice Heaven I'd envisioned. Out on the porch I was overlooking an old farmer's field covered in snow, with a few trees growing here and there. It looked a bit like the backyard of my grandmother's trailer. I got really excited again and jumped off the porch, intending to fly away, but instead of flying I drifted to the ground like a leaf. Another failure! I lay there, face down in the snow, concentrating on willing myself airborne, and after about a minute or so I began to hover about an inch off the ground. I continued hovering, kind of wobbling precariously in various directions like that American flying saucer prototype in that one old video, but the dream fell apart before I could really get my flight aspirations going.

(This is from August 31.)

I was running through the mall, chasing after someone. I passed a big candy store, and ran through the food court. At the end of the food court was a second, smaller candy store and I went inside. Amy was there working behind the counter, and another friend I can't remember was also there buying candy. She was buying lots of chocolate, so I bought some peanut butter cups and then we both shared our candy with each other.

Something was wiggling around in my jeans pocket and I realized it was a big scary cicada. I ran around screaming but everyone else was also too afraid to get the cicada out of my pocket for me, so I ran into the bedroom closet to take off the pants. I thought if I held the pocket shut while I took them off and then ran out and shut the closet door quickly, the cicada wouldn't fly at me. So I ran into the bedroom but it was raining in there, so I grabbed a stuffed teddy bear and put it on my head to keep from getting rained on, and luckily it wasn't raining inside the closet. I took off the pants and ran out the closet and then out of my apartment, but I'd forgotten to close the closet door so I knew the cicada was waiting in there for me. Then this weird creeper guy walked up to my apartment door and stared at me funny, and I realized I was naked from the waist down which was obviously uncomfortable so I ran away. Apparently we were all about to go on vacation because I had stuff packed in boxes elsewhere, so I ran to the boxes to find pants. The boxes were in some kind of airport or bus station that I was running through, and I remember running past lots of benches and a huge cat scratching post that was shaped like a pirate ship. When I was putting new pants on, I noticed two big ticks on my leg, so I grabbed them and threw them in the car thinking that the heat in the car would kill them for me. Jenny was upset and demanded I go back into the apartment to get some toys she forgot to pack. So I went back, but I remember going inside and seeing the cicada on the wall and then running back out scared.

(This is from August 30.)

It was my first day in prison, I'm not sure why I was there though. The prison cells were the old-fashioned cages with metal bars, it was very depressing. In the cell next to mine was a little girl who was covered in dirt and would lay on her bed and cry on the phone to her older brother. She'd always talk about how dirty she was and how they wouldn't let her shower or eat. It turned out that she was framed by her older brother because he didn't want to go to jail, but she didn't know that and would cry to him. He'd always feel guilty about it every time she called, but not enough to turn himself in. In the cell next to the girl's, was an old woman who'd been in jail for decades. She was hopeful she would get out soon, but one night she overheard the little girl talking on the phone, saying "I don't want to be stuck in here forever like them!" and the girl pointed to her. She got really upset and lost hope she would ever be let out after hearing that. Late at night, I went out into the prison yard and saw two shadowy figures on the other side run into a building. I followed them inside, and saw them both, two prisoners, laying on a big comfy bed and watching Doctor Who on a TV. They were annoyed that I'd followed them, but they couldn't make me leave because technically none of us were supposed to be out that late. I laid on the edge of the bed and watched Doctor Who, and they kept grumbling and pushing me because I couldn't stop moving around. Later on, a guard came and escorted us to a big room with desks, and said it was time for an exam. I didn't know what he was talking about because I was new, but I saw everyone pull out half-finished puzzles and start putting them together. So I looked through the shelves and found an abandoned half-finished puzzle and sat down, but the puzzle pieces were super sticky and kept sticking to my fingers, so I wasn't able to finish it in the time limit.