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Dream From May 19 '14:
the setting is that of a rectangular shaped house, which i am in.
its parallel to what i think is Evans Street, opposite where Kane N lived.
i'm inside, facing the Evans Street/Mitchell Street corner.
what i notice, is that the ceiling looks like its night time, so no moon, only stars.
so does that mean i can see the sky, without there being a roof on this house?
well that is interesting.
whether that should be strange or not, i don't know.
that means, this house is in darkness (not negative), although thats not entirely true.
there are some lights on.
i'm in what looks like a kitchen (the Westdale one?) and i see a traffic light sitting on the bench, near the laundry door.
i go past it and see the yellow light.
the green, and the red light may not be on.
so, i leave the kitchen and go into another room.
although i'm already there, i think ive been invited to a party.
there are fairy lights on the walls, along the skirting boards near the floor.
only a few of the lights are on.
although i don't see anyone, in person, i think jie is here.
possibly my lady, and a few other people as well.
i think a party is about to start, or happen.
there doesn't appear to be any drugs, alcohol, other such substances.
from the kitchen, i go into another room, which i noticed earlier.
then i try to go into another room.
there is a stained glass door in the hallway/walkway, that i walk through
so, i decide to leave, because i'm agitated or uncomfortable, because of what i think is about to happen.
ironically, i don't stay to see what happens; maybe i should've.
there isn't a negative vibe.
maybe i am just being insecure, for no reason.
then outside, i, walking, when i stop at the Evans/Mitchell Street intersection.
i look up Mitchell Street, from at the corner.
although i can't i could still visit the old house.
strangely enough, i see to my left, facing the Mitchell Street park, and parked on the corner of the hobby farm, on a boat trailer is a boat.
its a boat, with windows at the front, which are on the side of the side of it.
there is a piece of paper on one window, on the right hand side, as i look to my left, at it.
it still night time, and a street light is on, above the boat.
thats another irony as there is no pole there; there is an exposed corner gutter, which i don't think has been covered, as yet.
the trailer is parked on gravel on the edge of Evans Street, with the jockey wheel near the gutter at the corner.
i though the piece of a4 paper, which is plain, white and horizontal, was a "for sale" sign, for the boat, or not for the boat.
in hindsight, i don't recall seeing any such writing on the piece of paper.
there could be a frilly red coloured border around the edge of the piece of paper.
the top half of the boat is white; is it fibreglass?
the bottom half is wood (brown) or something.
am only walking past boat, and not jogging.
did i see the boat earlier in the dream, or do i think i did, when i didn't see, or was there a reference to the boat earlier in the dream?
it seems familiar, and i dunno why.
it was a spoken reference nor a written reference.

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Dream From May 11 '14:
the setting is that of a swimming pool.
its 100 metres long, and 25 metres wide.
not sure the pool is indoor, or whether its outdoor, which means there may or may not be lights on.
the pool maybe an olympic one, or that of a suburban complex.
so, i'm either gonna be in a race, or am about to do laps for my own interest.
can see the lane ropes at the surface of the water.
initially, i don't see myself doing any swimming.
and, apparently there are other people here as well.
i know there are other people, because, for what is my final lap, i stand up at one end, which could be the shallow end, and decide to walk to the other end, rather quickly.
i do that, to "win".
so it must be that i have done at least one lap before i do that.
then, as i walk on the surface of the water, below me, in the water, is a woman.
it seems i have stepped on her, to walk past her.
its only when she grabs hold of my right heel, that i know she is there.
when she grabs me, i hear her let out a groan, like a sigh.
and because of that, bubble may make it to the surface.
so, i get to the other end, where the starting blocks are.
one of the officials, is there to greet me.
what i don't do, is stand there and celebrate my win, because i'm not so sure i have actually won.
so i clench my fists, as though happy, and have a modest celebration.
then that same woman, stands in front of me, and tells me what she said when i stepped on and over her.
she starts to, or is about to say what it was, but she doesn't utter the words to me.
maybe she wants to.
is she my lady?
despite standing right in front of me, and so closely, she is a blur.
or i can see her face, but its not clear to me, or i don't recognise her.

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Dream From June 14 '19:
There is no footage for this.
The vibe of this dream is that of an arcade game.
Australia wins the 2019 Cricket World Cup using rego plates ....
and based on the 2015 World Cup score, they beat India or new Zealand in the 2019 final.

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Dream From June 28 '19:
it is daytime.
the location is a small country town, of about 10,000 people.
or, its the suburb of a larger city (probably not, though not entirely likely).
not that its important for me to do so, but i am looking for a public library, to get access to the internet.
i walk along one street, which is two way (single lane each way), and get to a corner.
the corner is part of a + intersection.
there is a woman walking as well, whom, when i get to the intersection, i try to stay away from, by a couple of footsteps.
i cross over to halfway, to a median strip (whatever it is).
she goes whichever direction, and i keep going straight ahead, possibly in front of her.
there has to be a library somewhere in this town.
then i get to another intersection.
i do see the street to my left.
it could be just a side street, from off a long street/road, which isn't a + intersection.
at the corner, she is to my right.
i keep a gap of one step from her.
i see her, the left side of her.
she is wearing a long sleeved grey tee.
she looks a little bit Asian, not that she is.
i don't look around to my right, to look for any vehicles turning left, into this side street.
i let her go first, to cross the road.
so she steps onto the bitumen, and walks away, to my left, up a slightly inclined street.
she is about two metres from me, when i call out to her and say "excuse me".
i say it again "excuse me" but of course, she is ignores me.
due to the upward incline, i see her lean forward slightly, to walk up the street.
i was hoping she would turn around so i could ask her where the library is.
good for her, i'll it find myself.
so i keep walking straight ahead.
i get to an area, of what appear to be a kerbless road, and an old looking church building (with a triangular roof).
its a small building, with a small yard.
there is a small chainlink fence around it.
it looks to have been converted into a small library.
i only see the building, from a few metres away, and don't enter it.
then the dream ends.

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Dream From June 2 '21:
Seeing a 2 sentence paragraph at the top of an upright a4 piece of paper.
There is a word at the end of the paragraph, being the second line.
The word is one that would be used in a health insurance document, as terminology.
And, apparently it can also be used as a persons name.
Unfortunately i don't see the word, nor do i know for sure what it is.
The word could be like that of Ashley.

Dream From July 17 '19:
it is daytime.
am sitting on my weights bench in the garage (at nelson street).
i am looking out, to my right.
in my hand/s is a raffle ticket.
looking to my right, a tallish bald man, steps onto the driveway.
he calls my ticket, which is red 105.
its a circle, and with red dots in it (like that of the dimple things on my foam roller).
i stand up, and then step out to him.
i ask him is is a red circle with red dots (in the circle).
yes it is.
strangely, he tells me its his last day (supposedly for selling raffle tickets)
then he hands me the other half of my ticket (from the book), with 2 or 3 other tickets under it (one is yellow and the other i don't know).
i think he does that, so i have it for my own collection.
and then he leaves.
as i step back to the garage, i look inside the driveway window of the room 3 bedroom, or that of my room.
not much to see.
maybe i can finally move out.
so, i've won something, but prize is not known, as no prize was given to me.

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Dream From July 10 '19:
it is night time.
there could be some street lights on.
the location is either suburban, or its partly suburban, near a business area.
it could be like that of Cleary Street or Lindsay Street, which are side streets of Beaumont Street, in Hamilton.
i'm walking on a footpath, on the south side this side street, and going west, away from what would be Beaumont Street.
i stop at metal fence, which is short.
its a welded wired mesh fence.
the metal itself is thin, but strong.
looking south, i can see the backyard of a brickhouse.
the front of the house, faces Beaumont, so i'm see the left side of the house.
the three guys from Hanson are playing music on the back verandah, which is at ground level.
there is a carport/garage to my right, at the rear of the yard.
i get some gold coin out of my right shorts pocket to give to them.
the two older Hanson guys come to the fence.
the coin is some change, from money that Dad has given me, for me to buy something.
the two older Hanson's and i chat for about one minute.
the first son is a bit older than me.
the second born is my age but a few months younger.
the younger son, is still playing his drums while i chat to his brothers.
i tell them that the coins ($3?) are royalties for their first album, being middle of nowhere.
they thank me for the money.
i am a little amused by this but anyway.
they begin to step away from the fence, when the dream ends.

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Dream From June 27 '19:
this starts with me on my bicycle going down what looks to be Bourke Street.
i don't see much of that, until i get to what looks to be the Peel street roundabout.
otherwise, this is somewhere else, possibly on Sydney.
as i get to the roundabout, or the intersection (of where it is i am), i get off my bike, and walk towards, what is a ground level entrance to some place.
for it to be in Sydney, it must be close to Central Station, and where the bus stop is, in Pitt Street or George Street.
the entrance is an archway.
its brown, and looks like its made of clay.
so i enter in, not knowing what it looks like.
upon entering, i see there are some abandoned tunnels.
hmmm.
there is some light in here, probably artificial.
its not eerie as such, though i am a bit cautious, especially for expecting to be startled.
so i step to my left and have a brief look.
there is what appears to be, an empty pool, but i don't have a closer look, because its small, and not of much interest to me.
i call out "cooee" and there is an echo/reverb of that.
no response.
so i turn, go back towards the doorway, and then go to the right of it.
there are some tunnels going away from the doorway.
so i call out again, and say something like that of "ka-ka".
whatever i say, its something like that.
and no response.
so i say to myself "is that all?" regarding the non-response.
not sure of the direction i go, be it through the tunnels in front of me, or another direction.
so far, from what i have seen, these tunnels have been abandoned for at least 100 years.
and yet, the condition of them, makes them looks quite fresh.
wherever i go, i end up in what is a classroom.
this is surprising.
not so much that it exists, but what i see.
there are three people in here.
one of them is a woman.
of the two men, i know one of them.
he is a tall man, and his name is Lee.
he is from a weekly mens group that meets at a local church.
he is standing at a square wooden table, making something from wood or from some other material.
the woman is seated at the table, to the left of Lee.
no idea who she is.
she looks about 40+ and has longish grey hair.
the other man, to the left of the woman, opp Lee, i barely see, due to light.
there is light getting in from somewhere.
Lee talks to me.
not sure what he says, though i do hear something.
its definitely English, and not some indecipherable wording.
perhaps its banter.
i hardly know him, but even so.
him talking to me is not surprising.
what is surprising, is, given that the tunnels have been abandoned, and haven't been used for at least 100 years, Lee is wearing a full body bandage.
its been wrapped around and up his legs, up his torso, up and around his arms, and up and over his head.
i can see his eyes.
it guess its like that of Lazarus.
his eyes are black, and possibly like that of marbles.
either i touch him to ensure he is alive, or i touch him to ensure he is solid and not hollow.
or my arms brushes past him.
he is definitely solid, and seems to be very alive, despite his dead appearance.
i guess his mouth is uncovered, even though i don't entirely know what he is saying, despite the the clear clarity of his words.
it seems to me, that lee doesn't know that this area, has been abandoned for over 100 years.
why he is still here, making something, is rather puzzling.
has he not been outside?
or is he wearing the bandaging intentionally?
the other two people seem to be wearing actual clothes.
i keep my distance from Lee, being about one metre.
i step around the table, so that i won't be affected by him, not that he is gross.
so i decide to leave.
i tell him i have to go.
as i step out, he asks me will i be back.
thats about the only part i understand from him.
i say to him "i'll see you later", though not sure i really want to.
so i leave, and upon stepping outside, i see that it is daytime, and that i am in "current" times.
looking to my right, an Asian woman walks past me, from my right, to my left.
maybe i am in Sydney.
where i am, looks to be a mall, or some CBD area.
then the dream ends.

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