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2018, 01-24

Game of Dreams – An Innocent Saved

I am Eddard Stark. I am in a large room standing next to my daughter. Aria is saying she didn’t mean to get into so much trouble. I tell her it wasn’t her fault, I know the truth. The queen bitch Cersei is quite pissed off. Joffrey is standing beside her. A lot of accusations are throwing around. Joffrey is saying Arya attacked him for no reason. Arya is saying that she attacked him because he was bullying her friend Mycah. I know Arya is telling the truth. One of my people brings Sansa into the room. She says she doesn’t even remember what happened. I am thinking that is a lie. It is finally decided that each child’s father will take care of that child’s discipline. But there are still more accusations thrown around. Joffrey is saying that Arya’s wolf him. He says he has the shredded and bloody shirt show for it. I asked how bad wound is? At this point he hesitates. He then says there is no wound because my other daughter, Sansa, it’s some kind of a witch and healed it. I ask if we are seriously going to entertain such nonsense?

The king says we will have no more talk of witches. The queen says that the direwolves are still clearly dangerous. She says she does not want them around. She says the one wolf ran away, she knows that, but she wants the other one put down. I told him that’s not going to happen. The King seems to of had enough arguing. He just gets up and leaves. The queen says it’s just a matter of time before that wolf bites someone. I can tell by the way that she says it that even if Lady doesn’t bite anyone, she’s going to set it up to look like she did. It is not safe for Lady to stay with us any longer. She must be sent back to Winterfell. Sansa is crying and saying not to let them hurt lady. I tell her no one is going to hurt lady, but in order to be safe, lady has to go back to Winterfell. The queen says she wants that wolf’s pelt. I tell her that’s not going to happen. She says I had better not defy her. I told her the wolves will be gone, so just let it be. I telepathically focus on making her accept. She accepts that offer.

I go outside to wear some of my own people are waiting. I told them what was decided, and I told them that they have to escort lady back to Winterfell. Sansa has a tearful goodbye with Lady before they load her into a wooden cage and depart. I am left to comfort to crying daughters. As we are walking away I see some horses returning. There are several horses, but only one rider. The rider is The Hound. Apparently he had been unable to find either Arya or her friend Mycah, but they did find trouble. He reveals to some of the King’s Guard that there was a woman with a sword for an arm and a man who held thunder in his hand. Joffrey has followed us out and says he thinks the dog has been drinking again. I know exactly what has happened, but I keep my mouth shut until I wake up.

2018, 01-24

Game of Dreams – Dreams of a Gunslinger

I am in a forest. I walk for a ways, and I enter in area that is an open green field. I look out across the field and I see some horses running. I wonder what is going on. I move towards them, and then I see that there is a boy running out in front of the horses. They’re catching up with him very quickly. The people on the horses have weapons, and it looks like they’re trying to cut the boy down. But he’s just a kid! I wonder why they would be doing that, and I think it cannot be allowed. I run towards them, but it looks like I might be too late. That’s when I hear a loud bang. One of the people on the horses falls off. I look to where the sound came from, and there is a man in the field. The man fires his weapon again, from the sound it could only be a high caliber gun. Another of the riders falls off his horse. The boy is getting close to me now, and he is calling out for help.

Then I see another two riders coming from the opposite direction, and this time I am able to get in between them and the boy. I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade then block his sword as he literally tries to remove the boys head. There is another deafening bang from the man’s gun, and the rider I just blocked falls from his horse. All of the horses are bolting now, scared of the loud noises. Most of them are fleeing without riders, but the one more that was headed in my direction also bolts whether its rider wants it to or not. That horses rider is clinging on for dear life as his horse takes him out of sight into the forest. He should count himself lucky that the horse bolted before he also got shot.

The man that has been firing the gun comes over. I do a double take when I see it’s Roland from the dark Tower series. He asks if the boy is OK? I tell him yes the boy is fine. I change my arm back to normal. Roland says he knows me. He says he saw me back in Tull when those zombies attacked. He asks if this is another dream? I’m not sure what he is referring to, so I don’t answer. He asks if we’re somehow sharing the same dream? He says he had a dream earlier that he was in a castle. Or a hallucination… he’s not sure which. Then, without warning, Roland disappears. I guess he was dreaming, and now we woke up. So all there is to do now is escort this boy back to the group. The boy is Mycah, and I am remembering that he is the butchers son. He’s also arias friend. After a short while we find the main group. We find the butchers wagon, and Mycah’s father is very relieved to see him safe. Mycah starts telling his father all about everything that happened. The father looks quite worried, maybe he thinks the guards will try again to get rid of Mycah if it keeps him from telling the truth of what happened Joffrey. It is here that I wake up.

2018, 01-24

Game of Dreams – The Unfair Prince

I am Sansa now, and I am with Prince Joffrey. I immediately want to punch him in the face. But for the time being, he’s being nice. We are out riding on horses. We ride around the area quite a bit, following some kind of a wildcat, exploring some ruins, it’s actually kind of fun. We have lunch and then ride some more. We hear some noises up ahead, and I want to leave. But Joffrey is being stubborn and wants to check it out. We go and we find my sister Arya and her friend Mycah playing at swords, using sticks as swords. I tell Joffrey it was just a couple of kids playing, there’s no need to interfere. But Joffrey won’t listen. We watch as Mycah disarms Arya, and then when he sees Joffrey, he drops his own stick. Mycah recognizes Joffrey as the prince and bows.

At this time Joffrey starts being an asshole. He gets off his horse and pulls out his sword. He tells Mycah to pick up his sword and show him how good he is. Mycah says they were just playing, there are no swords, just sticks. I tell Joffrey to knock it off. Joffrey points his sword at Mycah. I go to get off my horse, but my foot gets caught in the stirrup and I fall. No one seems to notice that. Arya attacks Joffrey to keep him from hurting Mycah. Joffrey turns around and attacks her back. Mycah runs off into the trees. Arya throws a rock and misses Joffrey, but hits Joffrey’s horse in the bottom and makes him run away. I get up and go over to try to get between Joffrey and Arya, as it looks like he might hurt her. But before I can get to him, my sister’s wolf tackles him, biting his sword arm.

Joffrey drops his sword, and start trying to get the wolf off of him. My sister calls the wolf off. Joffrey‘s arm is bloody and his clothes are ripped where he’s been bit. Arya picks up Joffrey’s sword, and after pausing to hear Joffrey whimper a bit, she throws it out into the river. Arya then runs off into the trees after Mycah. I am thinking if I hadn’t tripped I could’ve kept this incident from happening at all. But I did. So I will erase the evidence. I go over to Joffrey, who is still whimpering and cradling his hurt arm. I focus healing energy on his arm. His arm heals rather quickly. I see a faint blue glow around it. I also focused healing energy on the back of his head where Arya hit him with the stick. That heals as well, leaving no trace that he was attacked. Except for his ripped and bloody clothes, that is. After seeing the healing, Jeffrey freaks out. He called me a witch and runs away. I can’t help but laugh at his stupidity. I wake up.

2018, 01-24

Game of Dreams – Gunslinger Takedown

I am in the tower with Bran, I am Catelyn Stark. Bran is unconscious in his bed. There is an idiot trying to talk to me about numbers. I tell him I don’t care about the numbers. He’s trying to talk about money, and the daily running of the castle. I don’t care. I tell him to go away. Robb comes in and tells him that he will take care of the details. I turn back to Bran. I focus healing energy on him. I see a faint blue glow around him. Robb is talking to me now, about how he is worried that my other children, him included, need me. There is a lot of commotion outside. Wolves howling, dogs barking, people yelling. Robb looks out the window and says there’s a fire at the library. He leaves to go tend to it.

The next thing I know there’s a strange man in the doorway. He has a dagger, and look surprised to see me. He says I’m not supposed to be there. I said it’s too bad for him, I am here. I know right away he’s come to kill my son. I focus on forming my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade, I will remove his head. Nothing happens. I cursed myself briefly, wondering how I would expect Catelyn’s arm to turn into an Alex Mercer blade. The guy comes at me. He apparently intends to get rid of me first, it looks like he thinks I will be easy. Not so easy. I might not be able to form Alex Mercer weapons, but that doesn’t mean I’m helpless. I look around for something to use as a weapon. I dodge his attack and it puts him off balance. I plant a kick to his backside and knock him sprawling on his face. He scrambles to his feet as quick as he can.

He turns back towards me, and then looks behind me. He drops a curse word, and then quickly goes out the window, a wolf grabbing at his heels as he goes. We are in a tower… I wonder where he thinks he can go. I run to the window and look out, and he’s climbing down the building like an Assassin from Assassins Creed. All the guards are helping with the fire, but I see a man down below my window. I call to him to stop that man, he tried to murder my son. The killer has reached ground, and is running across the courtyard. The man that was below my window responds. I looked closer, and he looks familiar. It looks like Roland from the Dark Tower books. My thoughts are confirmed when he pulls something from his side, and there is a deafening blast as he shoots. The killer falls to the ground. I am wondering what Roland is doing here. I look down again, and Roland is gone. Where did he go? I don’t get a chance to figure it out, I wake up.

Too Dark

FA, in a strange room, Rc, by checking how light everything feels.The room is too dark I feel like I'm losing the dream. I find a spot on the floor lit by the window moonlight and place my hand there to incorperate more sense and maybe try time dilation. But before I do anything the dream fades. I feel my hand reaching out again before I lose the dream.


Flying

Not lucid but I was walking with a group of people when it's sunny outside. I proppeled myself in the air and started floating down the street instead of walking. was lucid briefly but forget what happens after.

Abstract

I was on a youtube channel about urban exploration. Found myself outside somewhere. I was opening a door into a tunnel for urban explorers to get through??? This dream makes no sense.

Imagery

Long dream about watching a movie about friends i had from highschool. It wasn't very interesting. Something about my friend making a video game map and naming islands after his friends. I had my name by an island.

Morning of January 24, 2018. Wednesday.



I find myself in an extremely vivid lucid dream. I am in a large unfamiliar enclosed porch, mostly empty other than a big table I am sitting at, where my computer is. My computer keyboard has several inches of space in front of it (whereas in real life, my computer keyboard’s closest side to me is right at the edge of my desk). I am aware of Zsuzsanna in a room to my right, though I do not see her. I see the doorway, but I mostly sit in semidarkness. (Of course, a porch is autosymbolism for liminal space, my most common setting of this nature since childhood, occurring in at least one dream per several days for over fifty years.)

I marvel at the level of realistic detail. I think about typing on my computer’s keyboard, but unusual features come into play. Firstly, I have an association with the Caps Lock to my left. After a short time, there are two small padlocks, more like holographic images, appearing on the two lowest left keys. They are on their sides with the shackles facing me. I find this curious and puzzling.

Although doorway waking symbolism is implied as a precursor, and being to my right (typical waking symbolism orientation), I start to focus on my left side. I eventually see my detached fingers moving over the keyboard, though more as a semitransparent hologram of which is additionally implied to be some sort of optical illusion. I am in awe over this imagery. My detached glowing ghostly fingers float closer to my “real” (dream self’s) hand (where I also see that I have normal fingers, so the detached ones are indeed implied to be some sort of optical illusion). I try to make the connection to real life, failing to understand this type of imagery is only possible in the dream state.

I slowly begin to become more baffled by the vividness of my dream. It seems to surpass many previous levels of lucidity (though not with certain dreams, such as the quetzal and rooster one from March 1986, which had several astounding prescient threads in one dream). More so, I actually start to focus on the orientation of my real physical body and can even seem to “feel” (or sense) the real left side of my face. However, instead of the occasional absentminded folly of wondering if my physical body is somehow walking around in traffic as I am in my dream, I vividly remain aware of the left side of my face being on my pillow. I become focused on trying to make sure my dream self remains in a “safe” position, with a slight concern about the pillow cover being closer to my mouth. However, there is no actual feature or direct tactile impression or more vivid tangibility as such, as it seems to be on a different inexplicable level of awareness. This has no effect on the level of vividness. It is odd (and eventually distracting) trying to associate the essence of my dream self’s left side of my face (which I can feel and am fully aware of) with my real physical body’s left side of my face. I am so amazed by my situation, I do not think of inducing a new scenario or going through the doorway, which in some cases intensifies my level of lucidity rather than causing me to wake (though apex lucidity is typically only triggered if there is an actual door to open). I am also puzzled by why I am not hearing the hammering next door (as they are putting a new roof on that house, which was damaged when our roof was torn off and part of it went through theirs). However, when I wake, they had been taking a break. (They started about six in the morning.)

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I go into SP and get Lucid. My New RC is after SP that I check to see if I'm about to move and if I am, knowing that I just fell asleep then I consider it a dream. I get up and check my feeling. they are strange and confirms it. I walk through the hallway,dining room, kitchen and out the backdoor. The Neighborhood was strange this round. I had a slight feel that I was in that alley way that was across the street from me at Raymond. Anyhow someone found out about me being outside this time of night and the someone was Ninjor! I also seen Robo knight who was back in some woods, looking at something. Ninjor points at me and starts running after me. He is much faster then me and so I would have to syke him out by changing directions suddenly. I did that to him and because we were on grass and he was heavier then me, he ends up slipping and falling in the grass and I got away from him, laughing.

closing my eyes I can see stars when I'm not outside I become lucid the lucidity of the darkness becomes an intent light flickering and shimmering around my very being

as I'm lucid I can still see the darkness the darkness lucidity and the light lucidity was a lot different the shape of my dream become that of a blinding light space starts forming as star particle's over and over am I my own galaxy am I alien or human who has this power to control space and time I think to myself as I'm becoming lucid the darkness flicker the light once again I fall into a deep sleep I still know my eyes are closed yet I'm in a world where I see thing more vibrant then when I'm awake the universe becomes destroyed as a simple blink I can destroy galaxies and space with a mere gesture yet when I destroy the universe more galaxies and space form every time I close my eyes

Two lucids in as many nights!

EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT

A large redwood tree has fallen over a highway but cars are able to pass under it. One car stops and "glitches" jerkily, as when a random pedestrian turns into Agent Smith in The Matrix. Then it drives backwards, returning to the fallen tree. (Did the car travel back in time?) The glitchiness and backwardness of the situation triggers short-lived lucidity. (See yesterday's DJ entry.)

Created Saturday 20 January 2018

Got some things to note today, including two DILDs. There were a bunch of dreamlets too, but I've

Dream 1 - The Marvel/Capcom Dream Alliance

The visuals were quite dim. This took place within a poorly lit office building at night-time. A chaotic battle was occurring between a joint force of Marvel and Capcom heroes (Iron-Man, Hawkeye, Captain America, the Hulk, Ryu, Megaman X, and Chun-li confirmed) against the menacing Ultron. The villain was overpowering his opponents. In a bold maneuver, Iron-Man, Cap, Ryu, and X held off the rogue robot to stall him. In the meantime, Hulk stood back, covering while Chun-Li departed elsewhere. Eventually, Hawkeye fired off an EMP arrow at Ultron, who easily caught it within a forcefield. "Is that the best you can do?", gloats Ultron. Hawkeye smirks. That's when a barrage of missiles strikes Ultron at his flank. He turns, and sees the side of an attack chopper, Bat-Man logos painted all over, and Chun-Li within the passenger cabin. With Ultron's concentration lapsed, the forcefield went down, and, upon the arrow exploding, so too did he.

I manifest, and followed the group down some hallways. We then stop at a darkened, empty garage or storage area. Inside, three people were seated on the floor. One was a figure I couldn't discern (or had forgotten). The other two were rather plain looking twin women, dark skinned, and both with ponytails. Without any prompt, the other heroes and I gather around with them. Then, the enigma started a conversation about meditation and dreaming, and asked for the girls on their progress. One of them claimed to have made great strides in her meditation practices. The other had reportedly mastered inducing lucid dreams. And yet, she seemed hesitant of such, and even expressed worry about her outlook in the future. "She fears it's the 'end of an era', so to speak.", I blurted out. The girl suddenly wept. This caused an outburst from others, a mix of consolatory remarks, and of arguing over how to take my own statement. Such commotion went on for a while, until the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Black Market Manor

Scene 1 - Phase Floor Hazard
The visuals were dim. I was wandering around the unlit hallways of the building above. Seems it had been completely vacated. When I stepped into a large room, I suddenly phased through the floor. Transition.

Scene 2 - Arms Deal
The visuals were clearer. I was outside the lot of a mansion, a place located in the middle of a tropical wilderness, daylight peeking through the canopy of trees. The building showed obvious signs of decades-long wear. Previously abandoned, it served as the den for hooligans and other squatters.

I wander away into the forest, only to turn back. I then approached the leader of the group, a mid-twenty-something year old guy with a shaved haircut and goatee, to make a deal., to make a deal. He lead me inside to the ruined, graffiti-laden manor's "lobby". From his backpack, he pulled out a bag of finely ground hash. Wasn't at all interested in that. What I wanted was weapons. I "knew" that this guy, though not an arms vendor himself, was connected enough with the black market to acquire such.

He pulled out a notebook, and we began working out a contract. I used the pseudonym titled after a Goetic demon, cycling through a few names, as some were already taken. Anyway, I requested modded SMGs. He seemed confused, stating that machine guns would be a more optimal choice. Some chica from the streets, presumably the guy's girlfriend, then arrived. The two bicker over details of the current negotiations for a while before turning their attention back to me. In the end, I settled for 2 silenced SMGs, and one machine gun, all very reasonably priced at several thousand dollars. I also asked about combat armor, but they seemed to have no idea what I was talking about. I then gushed on for a while about my favorite firearms. This quickly bored the two, so I just took my leave.

Back outside, I made my way down faded dirt path through the forest. I'd false memories of having an interesting conversation with a fellow there not too long ago. So, I hurried along, thinking I might be able to catch up with him. Along the way, I noticed something familiar about pathway, as if it were a crude facsimile of my neighborhood. Curious, I flew up, and headed the direction where my home would be. This soon granted lucidity. I continued towards my "home", getting my head brushed under huge tree leaves along the way. Things start destabilizing. I desperately rubbed my hands, but couldn't keep from getting sucked into the void. I continued falling for about a minute before the dream ended.


Dream 3 - Trivial Near Nightmare

Dreamlet transitioned to dream. The visuals were dim and a bit blurred. I was lounging around at home during night time. Soon, I noticed my brother, Jay, going around and asking the others various trivia questions. He approached me with such, something about biology, I think, which I got wrong. He annoyed me with further drivel, during which I got lucid. But, I caught myself having paranoid thoughts about my brother, a sign that a nightmare might occur. Just to be safe, I impaled him with my hand, causing him to fade into inky vapor, all while he eerily continued his quiz otherwise undisturbed.

I started hand rubbing, only to warp in bed. Noticing that it was still dark outside kept me lucid. Unfortunately, I had trouble moving. Concerns with such caused me to lose the dream quickly.

What a good way to start the year: A lucid dream and a false awakening―all in one night!

EXT. CHILDHOOD FRONT YARD - SUMMER DAY

A very loud WWII bomber flies overhead, towing a smaller aircraft behind it. The bomber grows in size (or comes closer). I see that it is a B-29. Then it becomes a six-engine B-36 Peacemaker. One or two of the propellers are feathered. Suddenly I notice that the aircraft is flying backwards. Perhaps this confusion is due to the fact that the real B-36's engines were mounted on the back of the wing? (This one's were not.) At any rate, the idea of a plane flying backwards jars me into lucidity. But I am unable to do anything with my newfound conscious state because I wake up immediately. Or is it a false awakening? Because I sleep again and dream a false awakening in which I am writing my lucid dream in my bedside dream journal--with two very large L's in the margin, denoting lucidity.

2018, 01-19

The Dark Tower – Déjà Vu

This may be the first dream I’ve had for a while. It was a Dark Tower dream. But it seems like a rerun. I am in the town of Tull. This is that first town where are the Man in Black left a trap for Roland. I only briefly pause, thinking this isn’t right, but I don’t really give it that much consideration. I see Roland here. He is going to a small house. I go towards him, but he has not yet seen me. Roland knocks and then kicks the door down. I go inside behind him. There’s a fat woman here sitting on a chair looking like she’s waiting have sex with him. She says she has been touched by God. She has actually been fucked by the Man in Black. She says she will be giving birth to a king. Roland says she will be giving birth to a demon. She doesn’t seem to want to believe it. Roland asks why the Man in Black healed a man called Nort, who was a weed eater. She says that’s what angels do, they heal people. And then I speak for the first time. I ask her if he was an angel, why did he not fully heal Nort? He healed the body, but left the torment of the addiction. The Man in Black brought Nort back only for more suffering. No angel would do that. Both of them look over at me, surprised to see me. The fat woman says something about there being two interlopers and then demands that we leave.

Roland and I are heading back towards where he left his mule. He says there may still be time to avoid the trap. I’m not sure exactly what he means, but I know these people are being controlled by a force of evil. I see them looking out of their homes and buildings with darkness in their eyes. I tell Roland I can heal. At least most of them. Maybe not all of them. He looks at me strangely, and then says he’ll give me every chance he can heal them, but if they come at him he will have no choice. I tell him I understand. After claiming the mule, all hell breaks loose. I am using the song Full Moon Light from the Devil Hunter soundtrack to purge the darkness from this area. Above, the light energy forms what looks like a moon hovering over the town. The entire town is bathed and it’s light. Most of the people look disoriented and confused, and then they pass out. A few others continue their attack. Roland makes quick work of them I am figuring that the ones that continue their attack probably beyond saving. Roland asks about the unconscious ones. I tell him that they should be fine a while. He goes into a local bar and start taking some supplies. He leaves gold on the counter in exchange for them. Roland wants to know who I am, but not here. He says we should get out of town before they all wake up.

Roland and I walk out of town. I am expecting to be looking out over a vast desert with no sign of life, but instead it seems that the town is surrounded by more people. These people look like zombies. Roland says it looks like there’s going to be more shooting after all. Zombies are closing in around us. Roland asks if I can heal them? I already know that I cannot. I tell Roland that as I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and the zombies approach. I noticed that we aren’t alone. MoSh is here. MoSh asks if I’d intended to leave him out of this? There’s no time to answer. The zombies are upon us. Roland’s guns are deafening. He is firing quickly and repeatedly, taking out a zombie with each shot. All of them are headshots. MoSh has some guns of his own. He is also blowing away zombies, the bullets he is firing explode on impact, incinerating the zombie. I am cutting down any zombies to get past the gun fire range. The zombies look pretty much like normal zombies, except for their eyes. Their eyes are solid black, and it looks like there is an eternal abyss within each zombie. After the zombies have all been defeated, MoSh comes over and looks at me. He asks if we didn’t already do this earlier? I have a sense of déjà vu. I tell him I think we already did this part. Roland is looking at us both strangely, I know he’ll have questions. I don’t have time to think much more on the topic, I wake up.

Skipping to the part that caught my attention the most. I was in a car behind the man and and woman from my last dream. They were discussing which way to go. Observing their conversation I thought about how I haven't observed such a non random conversation in a while and told them that. They laughed than as a joke began spouting nonsense. After that the guy made a turn and we all got out in a bright green, mountainous landscape next to the ocean. There was also a small cabin nearby. We were looking around the place by flying and leaping, but than the guy stopped me to hand me a snack. It was a chocolate sprinkled eclair. I ate it happily but than realized maybe its a sign im into sweets too much.

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This was a semi lucid dream. I was first at my old house where my brother brought a couple of friends over. An old childhood friend also made an appearance dressed as one of the characters I designed. I knew it was a dream cause of my childhood friend being present but I dont want to go into detail about what happened. It was just random.


Next I recall being in a school yard where the principal or assistant principal came up to me to find out if I was set on my decision to take a certain class. I said yes, than she brought a phone over and told the guy on it that she knew the perfect person that would be a match to help him on the job. After that he appeared and she introduced me to him. We however already knew each other so we told her. She was surprised but not going to make another arrangement. Next the guy sat next to me on the bench where I saw a student hit another kid really hard on the shoulder. It was apparently so hard that the sound vibrated throughout the area.

He was pretty much a bully with super strength . As indicated by a girl who was hiding under her sweater on the ground near me in order to avoid him. I was set on helping them but than my attention was brought to lunch on the bench table. I took a piece of a chicken nugget and ate it, than the guy asked me if I wanted some of his fries. I said yes but woke up after that.

The next task I was planning to do with a LD was to go make a cup of tea. Seems like such a simple thing right? Should me more simple than flying - but no! I think I've been trying to do this for quite some time.

A larger version of this dream is hand written at home, so I will be brief.

The night before this morning dream I had been watching a documentary on a rural PA family that lived in poverty with many children in a very small house and thus the house was in quite a state as you can imagine. This showed up in the LD. When I realized I needed to "wake up in the dream" rather than wake up, I did so and told Tasia, my DD22 that I was in a LD at the moment and she was part of it.

I started to deliberately walk around the house being very mindful since this was a LD. Then I realized I wanted to get that cup of tea made so I went to the kitchen and this is when the kitchen morphed into this rural hoarder house. It was hard to find the tea pot from the full sink of dishes. There appeared another adult helping a baby, and then another child needed my help behind me. I got lost in the dream at this point and never got the tea made.