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    1. ccxviii. Loose dogs, Semi-lucid, Cameron at the dentist

      by , Yesterday at 12:35 PM
      27th January 2021:

      Fragment:

      Night time. Some part in a house. Mom and her friend MJ? Something taking S out for a walk. (recall gap) At the house door, I'm in bare feet. S is outside and a bit "on the loose". She's three times her normal size, making her bigger than a lion. Her body shape seems elongated?

      From my position standing in the doorway, I see a German Shepherd approach with a man from the left and become concerned the dogs will fight. The GS first comes up to me and licks my face and generally wants attention. This part feels very vivid and real.

      Then the dogs spot each other and get fighty. I am reluctant to go out with bare feet to deal with this but S just comes up to the GS and I then try and hold her by her collar, though her size is making it difficult.

      (Think I woke up, it was early. I remember thinking I didn't want to bother writing notes yet and that I would try and simply recall the dream later. At this point I remember thinking about my switch in the way Occipitalred suggested. I remember the positions accurately and feel them mentally, toggling it a couple of times there.)

      Semi-Lucid Fragment:

      I'm outdoors somewhere? Night time still. I remember old school mates and friends. MB is here too. Me and my friends get into a sort of pretend game with real guns, fighting each other. I see an RPG launcher and grab it, everyone becomes afraid of me, except MB, kind of. I shoot a few rockets at him, they sort of just bounce off instead of exploding but they hurt him anyway. I try to really kill him, as I remember on some level what he represents.

      Later I'm in some kind of office-like place with H and I remember we had been having fun and I'm naked and have fluids on me. But as I'm walking somewhere to get myself clean in the dark, I become semi-lucid. I simply know I'm dreaming and realise I don't need to do any such thing such as cleaning myself. I try to will the mess away but it doesn't happen and I conclude it doesn't matter. I step over on to desks and over cubicle separators and despite the darkness I feel I can move around easily. I feel a level of energy that I have rarely known in waking life, and notice no pain. But lucidity eventually fades.

      (Recall is poor, I think because after this I continued dreaming and being asleep and the level of awareness dropped. I think this was kind of a WBTB but somewhat delayed. This dream felt like it was the start of being asleep again, anyway. My level of awareness and overall lucidity was somewhat poor.)

      Fragment:


      Something about a challenge involving putting on the one ring? Not sure if this was a dream or a thought while awake at some point. No clear visuals.

      Dream:

      A dentist's office of sorts, but seems built into a larger hospital. Doctor Cameron from "House" is here and she's here for an appointment. The dentist is a female of similar age and build, different hair and face.

      They are discussing some sort of serious treatment option. Cameron has forgotten part of what had happened last time she was on the chair. The dentist then suggests letting Cameron hear the audio log.

      Cameron is definitely distraught about what happened and the fact that she can't remember it at all. The dentist says that she can hear the tape when they both go over to Cameron's friends' place, which is implied by context of tapes and something else that it will be mine/H's place. Cameron tells her that she's gay and implies she'd like to hook up with her before coming over to our place or something.
    2. Epic Dragon Escapade

      by , Yesterday at 06:39 AM
      Monday Night, 1/25/21

      I was basically Sam Winchester from Supernatural. I was returning from a mission with a group of fellow hunters where we'd had to translate between various languages. I walked up to a linguist guy and asked, "Do we ever translate messages from the 21st language over the phone?" (I had knowledge from the dream the the 21st and "final" language was demonic and therefore forbidden, with few people who could translate it, but we needed it nonetheless.)

      "Yes, we have to sometimes." The linguist told me.

      "Right." I realized our plans and knowledge were probably being constantly intercepted, which would explain a lot about our recent troubles. I quickly cooked up a scheme. "Alright, we're going to steal the book from the source so we don't have to pass information over the phones anymore. Come on." I grabbed the linguist by the arm and led him down a corridor. The section of floor we were standing on was actually an elevator, which transported us rapidly below ground.

      "Wait, where exactly are we going?" The linguist asked with great confusion.

      "Just popping over to hell real quick. Don't worry, I do it all the time."

      "What!" The elevator reached the bottom and opened up into a series of corridors. "I didn't sign up for this..." The linguist complained but I shushed him. The place looked more like the version from Charmed than Supernatural. I scurried down a corridor, apparently knowing my way around very well, and the linguist trailed reluctantly behind me. I came to what looked like a dead end. I put my hand on the wall and it opened to the central chamber with the book. Unexpectedly, the room was packed full of bad guys, as they were in the middle of a major ritual. Oops. I ran back down the corridors pushing the poor linguist back in the other direction.

      We made it back to the elevator, which took us back to ground level. "Split up!" I told the linguist, "They'll recognize me but they haven't seen you yet." I ran off to the left while he ran right. I made my way down a long hallway and then went outside. Now I could see that we'd been inside a large, black castle. The kind you'd expect villains to live in, with intimidating Gothic arches and lots of spires.


      I morphed into a young boy and clambered over the rocks surrounding the castle. In front of me was the sea, stretching out into the foggy horizon. I found myself climbing on the Statue of Liberty... or perhaps a replica of it, since it wasn't to scale. It looked like it had seen better days but it was more or less intact. I worried that I would be seen and hoped the bad guys couldn't look everywhere at once. I scaled down to the base of the statue, where I discovered that mermaids were carved into the green stone. They looked like they were just part of the statue but I knew from my dream memories that they were real. "Hey, remember me from years ago?" I asked one of the mermaids. No response. They appeared to be sleeping. Good. I recalled a group of allies warning me that when these mermaids smelled blood in or near the water, they could attack viciously. Is there any blood around here? I wondered nervously. It was late in the evening and I was crouching on the shady side of the statue, right next to the water and a sleeping mermaid. I couldn't see very clearly. I pulled out my phone, looking for the flashlight app. It took a while to turn it on since droplets of water kept getting on the screen. I was eventually able to confirm that there was no blood, however.

      Relieved, I turned the light off and looked back out toward the sea, wondering about my next move. My phone morphed into a wizard's wand. Maybe I could use the flying spell? How's that work again? Then I recalled an in-dream memory of my "magic mentor" laughing and saying, "The so called flying spell is completely useless! It's a joke, really. If you want to fly, what you really need is a dragon." Oh, right. But where would I get a dragon? I happened to know that the bad guys had stolen all the dragons in the country and were keeping them locked up deep underground. However, there is one dragon I could get to. I looked back to the castle and craned my neck to see a large black dragon chained to the highest spire of the castle. This was, apparently, the personal dragon of the head bad guy, aka "the Night King". That is, he was magically bonded with the dragon, allowing him to command it.


      At some point I morphed again to resemble my waking self. Somehow I managed to scale all the way up to where the dragon was located. I crept around to the side of the dragon at first, trying not to be noticed by it just yet so I wouldn't get fried. "What are you doing here?" The dragon asked telepathically.

      "Getting you out of here." I said quietly and unhooked the chain around its neck. The dragon grunted in response, seeming disinterested. Dream logic said I would have to ride the dragon (without a saddle I might add) and that the only way to accomplish this, since I wasn't bonded with it, was to command it to fly first and then jump onto its back while it was in mid air. "Vlar!" I shouted, and the dragon spread its wings and launched itself into the air. I flung myself from the spire, flailing wildly in midair for a while before just barely landing on the dragon. This seemed to destabilize it for a few moments, but I hoped that as a relatively smaller woman the dragon would have an easier time carrying me than the Night King. Sure enough, the dragon's flight smoothed out soon after.

      We were traveling in the opposite direction of the sea. I only had minimal steering control of the dragon, who informed me his name was Rijik. He was flying close to the ground and we were narrowly missing obstacles. I hope he accounts for the trees that could knock me off. I thought.

      "Trees can't hurt us at the speed we're going!" Rijik replied, "They're like bugs in the wind."

      Easy for you to say. You've got armored scales. And you're a dragon.

      Rijik laughed but flew a little higher. "It's these pillars you should be more worried about." Sure enough, we narrowly avoided a series of tall, white pillars. By this point I suspected the dragon was purposefully messing with me. "Doesn't it feel liberating to have that castle so far behind you, a tiny speck in the distance?"

      I glanced back at the castle. It did look a bit smaller, but we'd only escaped about 30 seconds ago and it seemed a little soon to be celebrating already. I would like for it to be much further behind us and much tinier looking.


      After traveling a while in silence, I was about to suggest we fly up as high as possible, enough to get some cloud cover so we wouldn't be seen by any potential pursuers. However, I noticed a strange looking tree out in the middle of an otherwise empty field. It was dead and it had strange branches that curved out and then straight upwards like many fingers reaching towards the sky. In the center of this circle of branches was a big hollow with stuff piled inside it. "That's the Knob Tree." Rijik said.

      "The what? Uh, that sounds kind of..."

      "What?"

      "Never mind."

      "It's called that because of all the doorknobs."

      "Oh right. Of course." Upon closer inspection I could see that the stuff inside the tree was, indeed, a pile of many doorknobs.

      Up ahead, there was a gigantic palace in ruins. It looked as though it had been sliced vertically in half such that all the interior rooms were exposed, on every floor. Despite its condition, it loomed over us and gave me an uneasy feeling. It must have been nearly twice as tall as the black castle we had fled. It was built upon a mountain of rock, which functioned like a wall that even the dragon would have a hard time clearing.

      A narration began, describing an event that had occurred long ago. Decades ago? Centuries? The Narrator said that the palace had been inhabited by an evil ruler. One man had, little by little, betrayed his own people in an attempt to appease this ruler. Each time, the man had a chance to redeem himself by recognizing how far he'd strayed from his moral compass, but each time he only sank deeper into self delusion. Finally, the man "fell beyond saving" (presumably in a spiritual or moral sense), and his last betrayal led to horrific atrocities. All the remaining people banded together and ultimately sacrificed themselves in order to ensure the evil could not persist any longer. They broke down every door to every room and placed the doorknobs of each door of the palace into the tree. I glanced back at the dead tree in the field and saw a sort of time lapse animation of the tree's hollow going from being empty to being piled high with so many doorknobs that they fell to the ground around it.

      By this point Rijik had to fly almost vertically upward because we were so close to the palace. I got a closer look at what was inside the faded and crumbling interior. I was horrified to see that each room contained one or more pictures of smiling children, some so many that they were stacked on top of each other. Sometimes there was a photo of a parent next to them. In a few places there were cubbies containing small caskets. I realized the whole place was like a cross between a war museum and a mausoleum. I could see debris, leaves, and tiny spiders strewn about the floors and I wondered who had set all this up, how long ago, and whether it was still being maintained.


      At last Rijik and I reached the top of the palace, but there was only more mountain and no clear way over to the other side. Climbing down to the roof, I saw an old woman. I realized she had been the one narrating the story. "Quickly, through here!" She said, revealing a hole in the rock covered by a curtain of vines. "They've already opened a wormhole to get to you." Great, wormholes? I thought, Now they'll be able to get to us just by knowing where to look and we won't be able to simply outrun them. So much for putting as much distance as possible between us. "There is one location that's safe from them," The old woman continued, "But the only way to get there is via a specific bus. There's a bus stop right down there." She pointed. "The next bus leaves in 3 hours."

      I lay flat on my stomach and rolled through the hole in the wall, barely able to fit. I lost my grip and fell but luckily the drop wasn't far on this side of the palace wall. I could actually see the wormhole nearby (kind of like the ones from Stargate but without the gate) and I hoped I hadn't been seen already. Rijik must have found a way over the wall because I saw him fly past. The bus stop was tiny, and there was nothing at all next to it except for a little bush. Three hours waiting at a bus stop with the bad guys here any second? How can this work? I considered taking Rijik off in a random direction to kill some time and try to shake the tail, then circling back in time to catch the bus, but then I decided it would only increase our chances of being seen. We'd have to find a place to hide, much as I disliked the idea. I crouched behind the bush and started digging with my hands in the dirt, hoping to find a secret passageway or something. It seemed unlikely so I gave up shortly after.

      I scanned my surroundings for other options. The coast looked clear, so I entered a random dark garage, as one does. A small metal case was sitting on the floor. Intel! I thought, and scooped up the case with delight. Suddenly light shone in from an opened door and two men in suits walked in. They looked kind of like Yakuza. "Hunters are so stupid." One of them said, laughing. "They're so good at picking up our little 'gifts' but not so good at finding anything of actual value." I'd be offended, but he's kind of right. We never questioned the conveniently located cases of intel. Darn.

      Looking past the Yakuza guys I saw that Rijik had been captured. He was being forced to battle a red dragon in an outdoor arena. I assumed other dragons were in the area as well. The Night King must have brought them all here. I started hatching a plot to try to break them free and escape again, myself, in the process. Of course, my options were limited at the moment. Perhaps I could get close to the arena and convince Rijik to turn on the Night King despite the magic bond and then help free the other dragons? Rijik knew me a little now, after all, and the Night King had been abusive. I didn't know enough about dragons to know if that even had a chance of working, but it was my best shot. Unfortunately I woke up before I could try saving the dragons.

      Updated Yesterday at 07:17 AM by 17503

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      non-lucid , memorable
    3. New car dream that ended earlier than others

      by , Yesterday at 05:02 AM
      I had the car dream again last night.

      In last night's dream, the things I remember the most were the following:

      I again tried to argue with mom when she told me to go and get in the car and buckle-up in the middle seat. She was really snippy and quickly snapped at me and told me that if I said anything else to her about it that she would walk me to the car and buckle me into the middle seat herself. When she said this I decided it was best to go and and to what she said and walked out to the car and go in and scooted over to the middle seat and put the lap belt around my waist.

      After I had been waiting in the car for a couple of minutes, my sister was opening the passenger side door and sitting down next to me in the passenger seat. When she closed her door and buckled-up, her body was pressed against mine and it made me feel really uncomfortable while we waited in the car for mom. While we waited she kept wanting to talk about how she felt about granddad being sick and dying and trying to get me to share mine. Sometimes she would comment on how bad it stunk in the car and accuse me of doing something like tooting to cause it. As we sat in the car and waited, I saw our reflection in the windshield and felt totally humiliated that I was so much taller than her yet she was riding by the window and I was stuck in the middle.

      Eventually, mom opened the driver side door and sat down on my other side. When she closed her door, her body was also pressed against mine and I felt squished and smothered with my mom pressing against my left side and my sister against my right side.

      When mom was getting ready to turn the key to start the car, she noticed something stunk in the car and asked us about it. My sister told her I had been tooting and I told her that it was something in the back seat. Mom then tried to get the car started and I asked to be let out after it became obvious it didn't want to start. Mom snapped at me and told me she was in charge and doing the best she could and that I would stay buckled in my seat. While she was getting in my face telling me to calm down, she started sniffing and said she thought it smelled like poo and asked if I could have stepped in dog poo. I bent down and checked my shoes and noticed I stepped in something.

      I then asked my sister to let me out so I could clean off my shoe, but as I was reaching to undo my seatbelt, mom grabbed it and told to give her my shoe and she would clean it. She said she wanted me and my sister to stay buckled in the car. I tried to explain to her it would make more sense for me to get out and clean my own shoe so she could keep working on trying to get the car started. She then got back in my face again and snapped at me about not watching where I was stepping and not noticing I had stepped in poo. She also reminded me she was in charge again.

      When she got out of the car, I took off my shoe and handed it to her. She then told me that I needed to act my age and be calmer when she got back so she could concentrate on getting the car started. She then closed us back in the car and walked towards granddads house to go and clean my shoe.

      While we waited in the car for her, my sister kept telling me how gross it was that I stepped in poo and asking me why I didn't think to get out of the car and check my shoes when I first noticed the car stunk. I woke-up from this dream while she was whining about how bad the car smelled and and telling me how gross it was.

      I think this is the first time in this new dream where I have woken-up from it before mom go back to the car and the battery went dead.
    4. Another night with the new car dream

      by , 01-26-2021 at 04:40 AM
      I had the car dream that I have started having again last night. The things I remember most from last nights dream were arguing with mom when she told me to go get in the car and when the car had the dead battery.

      When mom told me to get in the car and buckle-up in the middle, I first tried to argue about sitting in the middle trying to explain to mom that my sister could handle the middle better than me since she was younger/shorter/smaller than me but mom snapped at me that is was my sisters day to choose her seat today and that I got to have the font seat in her car yesterday and would get to choose my seat again tomorrow. When I then tried to explain that it would be really embarrassing for me to have to ride between them she told me that was the craziest thing she had ever heard and that she was sure no-one would noticed how we were seated.

      I then tried to talk mom into letting me and my sister go to the park that was a few blocks away rather than waiting in the car for her. I tried to convince her that this would be a better idea and that she could just come to the park and pick us up whenever she was done at granddads. She told me that she didn't think this was a good idea because she wasn't sure how much longer before she would be done and that the park was not on our way home. I kept trying to convince her to let us go to the park until she finally got tired of hearing it and got in my face and reminded me that she was in charge and that I was to get in granddads car and buckle-up in the middle seat now. She said she couldn't understand why I was making such a big deal about riding in the middle and waiting in the car, but that I needed to get a better attitude. I then went out and got in the car.

      While waiting with my sister, I remember she kept wanting for us to talk about granddad and share our feelings about him being sick and in the nursing home. I kept trying to get her to talk about something else, but this was all she wanted to talk about and the kept brining it up again whenever I tried to change the subject and kept trying to get me to share my feelings which I did not want to do.

      Once mom finally got in the car, I remember she was really snippy when she discovered the car had cut off when she tried to put it in gear. When I tried to keep telling her I thought the car was in drive and needed to be put in park in order for it to start, she would snap at me and get in my face and tell me to calm down, that she was doing the best she could. I kept trying to tell her this is why nothing was happening when she turned the key, but this just made her more frustrated and she ignored what I was trying to tell her.

      When the battery went dead after mom discovered the car was out of gear and tried to start it once she put it in park. I kept trying to talk her into letting me and my sister get out of the car while she looked for a jump start. I woke-up from this dream while mom was in my face telling me that she was in charge and that me and my sister were to stay buckled-up in the car. She was making it clear that I would not like what would happen if I did not do what she wanted me to do.

      In this dream, I really felt a lack of control as no matter what I tried to suggest or ask for I was stuck buckled to the middle of the front seat of granddads car.
    5. New vivid/recurring dream where I am riding between my sister and mom in granddads old car

      by , 01-24-2021 at 05:43 PM
      Over the last week, I have had some new vivid dreams involving me riding in granddads reliant with my mom and my sister. These dreams are different than the ones I was having last year as these are set at granddads house after he had to go to a nursing home and mom was trying to get his house ready to sell. These take place when I was 14 years old, about a year before the dreams I was having last year which were set in my parentís driveway the spring after granddad died. Like the earlier dreams these appear to be a stuck dream that always follows the same chain of events.

      The dreams I have had so far start with me playing in the backyard of granddads house. The yard looks just like I remember it looking when he had to go to the nursing home. Everything looked really overgrown and unkept rather than perfectly manicured since he had been too sick to keep up with it for a while.

      Eventually mom walks out of granddads back door and calls for me and tells me I to go ahead an get in granddads reliant. I ask why we are taking the reliant home since I thought Dad was picking us up, and she said he has a meeting and she had been wanting to move the reliant to our house anyway. I asked her how we could all fit in the reliant since she had the back seat loaded full of stuff and she reminded me it could fit 3 in the front seat and told me I was riding in the middle since it was my sister day to choose her seat and she wanted to be by the window. I asked if I could keep playing in the yard until she and my sister were ready to go and she snapped at me that she needed us out of her way for a little while and wanted me in the car NOW. That my sister would be right behind me and I needed to get in first since I was in the middle.

      As I walk towards the car, mom reminds me to buckle-up. I then walk through the front yead to the tan reliant that was covered in pollen and parked on the street in front of granddads house. I open the passenger side door and the sat down on the tan vinyl bench seat and then close the passenger side door and slide over to the middle seat and fasten the tan lap belt around my waist.

      As I sit in the car, I noticed that something really sinks but figure itís either all of the stuff that mom had loaded into the back seat or that the car had been sitting for several weeks. It is really in pleasant waiting in the car, in addition to the unpleasant odor itís really uncomfortable in the middle because the lap belt was snugly against my hips and my feet were stuck on the bump in the middle and my knees were bumping the a/c controls. I am mad mom is making me ride there since my sister is smaller than me and could get by better with less room.

      After I had been waiting for a few minutes, my sister is walking down granddads front walk towards the car. She had the same hairstyle I remember her having at that time when she was 10 years old and is always wearing a pink dress and tan sandals she liked to wear back then. She opens the passenger side door and then sits down in the passenger seat then closes the door and buckles her seat belt. Itís even more uncomfortable waiting with her in the car, because her body was now pressed against mine.

      We then have to spend what seemed like forever in the car waiting for mom to come-out. It seems like we have to wait a lot longer than we did in the dreams I was having last year at it was probably around 45 minutes to possibly an hour and is really unpleasant. While we sit and wait my sister always alternates talking about how bad the car smells and accuses me of tooting; rubbing it in that she got to choose the window seat and I was stuck in the middle; and wanting talk about how she fells about granddad being sick and dying and trying to get me to share my feelings on it. I try to change the subject whenever she talks about granddad, because it was too upsetting for me to think about or discuss but she just keeps bring it up again and again. She also keeps putting her head on my shoulder and smiling in my face while stretching her feet onto the glove box. I am super bored waiting for mom and kept focusing on my sisters sandals being the same color tan as the floor matts and glove box and blending in with them; the reflection of me and my sister on the windshield and passenger side window an how embarrassed it makes me feel that I was so much taller than her yet she is by the window and I am in the middle; and people walking their dogs down the street and hoping none of them saw me and my sister waiting in the car and noticed the embarrassing seating arrangement.

      Finally, after what seemed like FOREVER, my sister says ďI see mommy comingĒ and then turned my head to see mom locking the front door of granddads house and then walking around the back of the car to put something in the trunk. She closes the truck and then goes to talk to someone across the street from us. Eventually she unlocks the driver side door and then sits down in the driver seat on my left. I feel her body pressed against mine as she put the key in the ignition and then reaches behind me to put her purse in the back seat. I heard the annoying buzzing sound until she closes the driver side door. I felt really squished between my mom and sister with both of them rubbing against me.

      Mom thens turn the key to start the car but it doesnít want to start-up and after each failed crank there is the annoying buzzing sound and red lights on the dash. I get really uncomfortable being stuck between my mom and sister while mom keeps trying to start the car and it becomes obvious it is going to take a while. I start asking mom if I can get out. She just ignores me until eventually, she snapps at me and gets in my face and screams at me that I need to calm down; that she is doing the best she could; that if it wonít start itís not a big deal because dad could pick us up on his way home; and that I WILL stay buckled in my seat until she tells me I can get out.

      After she turns her attention back to trying to get the car started, she also notices that something really stinks in the car. My sister tells her that I have been pooting and I try to explain that it smelled before I got in. Mom says it smells like poo to her and tells me to check my shoes. I check them and discover I stepped in something. I ask my sister to let me out so I can clean them, but mom gets in my face and yells at me about stepping in poo and tells me to give it to her and she will clean it for me. I try to tell her I would rather get out and clean it myself so she can keep trying to start the car, but she snaps at me again and reminds me she is in charge and that she wants me to stay buckled in my seat. She is in my face telling me I need to calm down and have a better attitude when she gets back to the car as I take off my shoe and give it to her.

      She then gets out and closes me and my sister back in the car while she disappears back into granddads house with me shoe. As I sit and wait in the car with my sister, she is telling me how gross it is that I stepped in poo and is now just whining about how bad the car smells and asking me why I didnít check my shoes when I noticed something smelled before she even got it. I have to listen to this until we see mom walking back towards the car.

      When mom opens the driver side door, she hands me a wet paper towel and tell me to wipe down the bump I had my feet on with it and then hands me my shoe she has cleaned after I give her the paper towel back. She then goes to put the paper towel in granddads trash can while I put my shoe back on.

      Soon she is opening the driver side door again and then sitting back down in the driver seat. She starts pumping on the accelerator and turning the key. After several more cranks with the car not starting and hearing the annoying buzzing sound and seeing the dash illuminated with red lights, mom is finally able to get the reliant started. My sister immediately leans in front of me to change the radio from an AM news station to her favorite FM station and then turns up the volume and starts singing along to the song on the radio while mom is leaning over me to adjust the rearview mirror and then the passenger side mirror. It is really uncomfortable having them both in my space and itís annoying having to hear my sister sing along to the radio.

      Once mom has everything adjusted, she pulls the shift lever to put the car in drive but nothing happens when she presses on the accelerator. She checks to make sure the parking brake is not on and then reaches in front of me and turns of the radio and discovers the car knocked off. She starts trying to turn the key, but nothing happens except the buzzing sound and red lights on the dash. I notice the car is still in park and try to tell mom, but she snaps at me that she is doing the best she can and I need to calm down so she can concentrate on starting the car.

      After several more cranks, she discovers that the car is out of gear like a tried to tell her earlier. She snaps at me again when I remind her I had tried to tell her earlier. She puts the car back in park and tries to get it started again. This time, the battery sounds weak and after a few cranks, the car just makes a rattling sound and the buzzing and red lights on the dash are fainter than they really are.

      I reach to undo my seat belt, but mom snaps at me again and tells me that she is going to see if one of granddads neighbors can give us a jump start and says she wants me and my sister to stay buckled in the car. I usually wake up from the dream either arguing with mom about her wanting me to stay buckled in the car of after she has gotten out to look for a jump start. I do not know if she is able to find a jump start or if it works and we are able to drive the reliant home.

      As these dreams have progressed I seem to be arguing with mom more about her wanting me to sit in the middle, wait in the car, and buckle-up when I get in. When I try to argue with her, she just gets angry and more assertive that she is in control/in charge and that I am to do what she says. So far, my arguing has not worked as mom always makes me go and get in the middle seat and buckle-up.

      I am also trying to get more assertive about trying to get mom to let me out of the car when she is having trouble starting it, when she discovers I stepped in dog poop, and when the batter dies. However, this just makes her angry and she doubles down on her being in charge and that I am to stay buckled in my seat.

      In these new dreams, I find riding in the middle much more uncomfortable both physically and emotionally than I did in the dreams I had last winter. In those dreams, it was like I was along for the ride and in these dreams I want to be anywhere other than riding in the middle of the front seat of granddads reliant. I feel physically uncomfortable because of the seatbelt fitting snug on my hips; my feet being stuck on the hump; my knees bumping again the a/c controls; and my sister and then mom being pressed-up against me. I feel emotionally uncomfortable because I find it really embarrassing that I am in the middle riding between my mom and my younger/shorter/smaller sister. It also makes me fell really uncomfortable being squished between them and not having any personal space.

      If this dream keeps happening, I will try to start journaling changes I notice each time I have it to see if it starts moving in some other direction.
    6. 01/17/21: Jeff Hardy Returns? (The Colorful Dream Story Arc Lives, Too!)

      by , 01-17-2021 at 09:11 PM (Journal #86)
      01/16: I believe the dream this time was a continuation from the "teenage girl trying to be Hayley Williams of Paramore" dream from three days earlier on the 13th.

      However, this time, I found myself in the living room of a beautiful house with a beautiful view of the neighborhood underneath a sunny/partly cloudy day a flat-screen HDTV with something recorded via a digital video recorder, or DVR, for short. On the TV screen playing through the DVR I see what appears to be a professional wrestling ring with red ropes, and a wrestler with seemingly strange attire taunting the crowd and holding in one of their hands what appears to resemble a championship belt, probably belonging to World Wrestling Entertainment, or WWE, for short; the champion dressed eerily similar to 1-time WWE Champion Jeff Hardy back in the days of the revered Attitude (1997-2002) Era, but all I could see was a flash of dyed blood red hair, but the person wearing his in-ring attire (oversized colored short-sleeved shirt, baggy pants, wristbands made from women's pantyhose, etc.) from 1998-99 (during the "New Brood" days) to at least 2002 was smaller than he is (he's 6'1"), and more than likely female.

      The rest of the dream made no sense, as a fake program on Netflix was shown with a cast of teenagers in what appeared to be an action-packed series in another room in the house, the setting still being daytime.

      I am no stranger to Jeff Hardy-like characters in dreams that dress unusually, as I've had dreams like that since 2001 (age 15), and the last one I had was twelve years ago back in 2009 (age 23).

      I am also no stranger to dreams taking place inside houses, as I remember having one as early as 1995 where I heard these electronic toy sounds, and then I walked into a room and saw what appeared to be a toy rabbit chomping on a floor, Pac-Man-style. When I went to tell my mom about it before going to school, she hilariously made a reference to Sonic the Hedgehog 3 (& Knuckles)'s Special Stages where you had to collect all the blue spheres to get a Chaos Emerald. I remember another one from early 2004 where the TV was on, probably on MTV as a music video was playing as well.

      If this was trying to show me an idea for YA/teen lit, I understand. Once again, I don't mind having these dreams.

      -WM86/DFW

      Updated 01-17-2021 at 10:19 PM by 5884 (2021 - 2009 = 12. Can't math for the life of me apparently...)

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    7. ccxii. Pre-sleep encounter with Data at the Dream Bridge

      by , 01-17-2021 at 11:59 AM
      17th January 2021

      In bed, at about 3 AM whilst trying to fall asleep. During the whole thing I noticed my heart rate was higher than it would normally be at rest. Dialogue as close to original as I can recall and notes are in-line and unbracketed.


      Not a dream and conscious with my eyes closed:


      I start to think about wanting to be lucid and then wanting to look for the black lizard.

      I hear the voice of Data and find myself seeing I'm on the bridge of the Enterprise, the one that's his contemporary. It's a bit clear at first visually. I have encountered Data other times in my head recently. For some reason he seems to encourage my conscious control and mastery of the sub-conscious and wishes to serve me.

      Data: "Hello, may I call you captain?"

      Me: "Hello. Yes, you may."

      Data: "Will you accompany me to the turbolift sir?"

      Me: "Yes, why?"

      I find my own voice comes out naturally as if it was Picard's; I eventually try to alter this but with little success. Whenever Data speaks, half of it feels like it's being controlled by me, resulting in strange dialogue, but otherwise it feels detached from my ego.

      Data: "I'd like to show you to the bridge; the battle bridge; no, the dream bridge."

      Me: "The dream bridge?"

      The visuals are muddy and too much like as seen in the show for my liking and I try to taste the walls, I try to feel where I'm walking and touching the railings and so on. It doesn't improve the visuals, but there is a feel of being in the place. We get on the turbolift and then find ourselves on a similar version of the bridge we were just in but it has a different feel. I see the large screen and the unmanned bridge.

      Data: "Yes sir. The dream bridge will allow you dream control if you so desire."

      Me: "How does it work?"

      Data: "It allows you to scroll; view, pre-view, select, choose and so on. As in your childhood sir, it works the same way."

      I understand what Data is referring to as being my pre-sleep lucid experiences from when I was much younger but this is somewhat different, more elaborate. I have an intuitive feel of how it's going to work but don't fully understand and the unclear visuals make it difficult to manipulate anything. I sit on a version of the captain's chair on this bridge. I feel the chair, just. There is some kind of controllable trackball I instinctively conjure on the right arm of the chair. I try to use and feel it for scrolling.

      Me: "If I have any further questions, I will call on you, that will do for now. Goodbye Mr. Data."

      Data says goodbye politely and I lose awareness of his presence as if he is completely gone. I try and use what's available to try to look through potential dreams. It doesn't work very well or as I expect. But one scene does pre-view better on the large screen, a M/M themed scene that plays itself out. But from there I don't know how to progress. I try to visualise more but it doesn't really work and visuals in general remained poor or unclear.

      The rest of the dialogue recall is too vague now, and I recall calling out to Data a couple of times and he would appear every single time I called him, and disappear whenever we said goodbye to each other. The computer would talk to me as well if I started a sentence by saying "Computer," but for the most part it was useless, probably because of how in the show I perceive the ship's computer as having no intelligence, a feature that Data, even as a character in my head, exhibits very well.

      I have found the experience to be somewhat odd; although a lizard character has tried to (aggressively) promote my ego's control and confidence, Data as a character is seemingly trying to promote control and mastery but in a very loose and passive way, allowing me to explore at my own pace for the most part and actively trying to teach me things. I think what has surprised me is the fact that these characters are not at the ego level but they are promoting it and basically siding with the ego.

      Data seemingly has loyalty for me as he would indeed for the captain on the Enterprise. For a couple of nights now I have thought about trying to remember what those pre-sleep experiences from my childhood felt like, so this whole thing has felt like a following of that and the theme may be because we've been watching the show again, although this was unexpected.

      The rest of the recall is lost but I was awake for a while longer after this.
    8. Dream artifacts

      by , 01-12-2021 at 04:25 PM (Floatinghead's dream adventures)
      11-01-21

      1) Hopefully no one in the dream group was at the swimming pool this time...

      At the swimming pool, well, either getting ready to get in or I just had gotten out. I'm hanging around one of the changing rooms waiting for someone to come out, it reminds me of the swimming pool we had in junior school. I'm standing there and realize I am totally in the nude - (seems like I forgot to put my swimming costume on) so I do the thing kids do at school and tuck my bits in between my legs, and stand there for about 2 seconds before realizing I'm a 38 year old dude and not a kid! ha ha, so I quickly get a towel (which happens to be on top of a table I'm standing next to) and wrap it around my waist. As I stand there waiting I figure I could play a prank and jump out at the person, so I crawl underneath the table and wait. I'm in a kind of awkward position and feel my bowl groan, and all of a sudden I ... well I do a poo on the floor. I'm horrified, everyone in the room is looking at me in disgust, I apologize over and over, telling them I will clean it up and run out looking for something to clean the mess up with.

      2) I drift into the dream, lucid, I fly over a city looking and start calling out for '7', I can't find her, this is becoming frustrating, I feel the dream close so I just try to keep it open for as long as possible. **time missing** I'm sitting with a bunch of friends, dreamers, we're discussing an artifact that one of them has. It has the power to grant wishes - you kind of put it next to your bed when you sleep. It's the Tasmanian Devil (from the WB cartoon) holding a yellow submarine. It's very funny and interesting. We are discussing that we now have 2 artifacts, one deals with space (Taz) and the other deals with time - I can't quite recall exactly what it is, but one of the dreamers have it, and I 'think' it may have been related to the dark fog that @stranger' told me about in a dream the night before (dark fog = time? or maybe it was dark fog = space and taz=time?) I start to wake, and shake it off, I'm gonna make the most of this time. I look at the taz again, but now it's a small bird of prey - like a kestrel. I go to pet it and it attacks me. I think in the dream this artifact turns into a bird, and the guy with the bird/Taz tells me it's the reason why he has it, because nobody else will look after it! He's been looking after it for years apparently. The bird lunges at me again, starts scratching and clawing at me, I wake up now.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    9. Dream - I Don't Belong Here

      by , 01-10-2021 at 01:48 PM
      Date of Dream: THU 17 SEP - 2020



      Dream No. 742 - I Don't Belong Here


      This dream, with its surroundings in the KH3 graphics, started inside the Mysterious Tower. For some reason, I felt like I didnít belong with the Kingdom Hearts and Disney group, all because I didnít like that Master Yen Sid disapproved of me not bowing at him like everyone else. As I was walking off, there was a voice in my head saying something like ďI need to go somewhere where Iíll be happier; Iím just not happy hereĒ. The dream then played a sub-scene which showed me sitting at the computer in my study room as the voice in my head said ďIf you go home, you wonít remember anything about being with Kingdom HeartsĒ; I also wouldnít be able to come back. And as the sub-scene was playing, the energy around me felt dead and empty, and like I was just living a normal life.

      Back to the actual dream scene, as I was heading into the room that had the portal to my house (literally a round-shaped void of white light against a wall), Riku walked in behind me and spoke to get my attention. He said something along the lines of ďDid you want to talk this out?Ē, but still being super upset from Master Yen Sid, I was adamant about going home and seemed to overlook the consequences of forgetting everything once on the other side; perhaps also thinking that Master Yen Sid may have sent Riku to speak to me as Keyblade Master duties. However, Rikuís energy suggested that he was desperate for me not to go and that his heart was breaking from the thought of losing me, that he wasnít doing it for Master Yen Sid but for me.

      After I rejected his offer to talk about the matter, he became quiet as he carefully but quickly pondered how else he could convince me to stay. Through his energy once again, I could sense that he was recalling on the fact (based on the real life KH game lore) that he never hugs anyone, but he turned to me and said ďHere, if this makes you feel betterĒ; but as he was coming to hug me, I once again seemed to reject the offer. As I was about to go through the portal, the dream camera seemed to centre on Riku, showing him standing very still and although he tried to keep a straight face, a tear rolled out of his right eye and down his right cheek.

      However, right as I was about to be sucked up into the white void, I could here a voice saying ďI think sheís being unreasonableĒ, with the female voice seeming to agree. My two main teddy OCs (from fiction I write IRL; they were human size in this dream!) came out of nowhere, from the left, running as fast as they could to stop me and pushed me, making me skid over onto the floor. I realised that they were listening to the conversation with Riku the whole time. As they pushed me to the ground, they then scrambled to get an anaesthesia mask and shoved it over my face in a bid to knock me unconscious to stop me from leaving. Apparently their plan was to gas me for a few days as to give KH members time to try and repair things.

      For this next part, a plethora of scenes seemed to be playing at one time; so the recap is done in the most logical way. An image was shortly shown of me Ďat the hospitalí which seemed to look more like a normal bedroom looking out onto a daytime setting. My two teddy OCs, Selvian (Male) and Sierra (Female) were sitting beside my bed but chatting amongst each other while I was asleep. The camera was then back in the Mysterious Tower as Riku came to the realisation that I hadnít left and that I was indeed still in their world. Riku stated in a sense of urgency that I was still around and that he needed someone else to go and speak to me, in which Ventus volunteered. Riku went on to say that I was in the hospital in Traverse town.

      It was now fully the scene in the hospital (more like bedroom) and even though I was asleep, the dream camera was playing the scene from my perspective as if I was awake. Ventus was seen looking down at me, examining me as I still slept under the anaesthetic the teddies had put me under. It was then that Selvian came to the bedside to speak to Ventus in a friendly way as Sierra stayed in her chair, seemingly manning the ward phone if anyone was to call. After a while of Ventus and Selvian chatting, the dream changed scenes.

      I was now back at the mysterious tower and everyone, especially Riku, was happy to see me. Mickey ended up saying something like that they were a part of Disney and so their values are to accept everybody and make them feel like they belong, and that they appreciate me for who I am. The dream then ended.



      Dream No. 742

      Dream Guide: Riku
      Lucid?: No
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    10. Dream - Prepare Yourself & A Stroll In Twilight Town

      by , 01-10-2021 at 01:37 PM
      Date of Dream - WED 16 SEP - 2020



      Dream No. 741 - Separated Sections


      Dream 741 A - Prepare Yourself

      The dream, at the start, pre-empted to me that I was supposed to some some sort of exams at the Chisholm campus on Level 4, but there were a few scenes before this actually happened. I was firstly at Monash University, near one of the cafeterias, where I encountered some of the girls that were mean to me at high school. I canít remember anything else about this dream.

      Dream 741 B - A Stroll In Twilight Town

      This dream was very short and was only one scene before I woke up permanently for the morning. Riku was in his KH3 HD cutscenes appearance and I was being carried by him, facing inwards, seemingly for a relaxing stroll. Beside us on one side were two storey apartment-like residence, so I felt like we were actually in Twilight Town. Nothing else happened in this dream.



      Dream 741 A

      Dream Guide: None
      Lucid?: No

      Dream 741 B
      Dream Guide: Riku
      Lucid?: No

      Updated 01-10-2021 at 02:16 PM by 93119

      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    11. Dream - Dreams Of Friendship & Shopping Restrictions & Cooking Ham On The Floor & KH Greetings

      by , 01-10-2021 at 01:33 PM
      Date of Dream: TUE 15 SEP - 2020



      Dream No. 740 - Separated Sections


      Dream 740 A - Dreams of
      Friendship
      I donít remember much about this dream. In-fact it may have only been one scene where the camera was panning across all the Kingdom Hearts Members, standing in the building of the Land of Departure and smiling or waving at me. Thatís all I can remember about this dream.

      Dream 740 B - Shopping Restrictions

      I donít remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, my family and I were at some distorted version of Fountain Gate shopping centre. As my dad and brother were off doing something else, my mum and I went into a large clothes store as we looked at some unique designs that donít exist in real life. I even tried a few garments on but at the dream got later, less and less clothes looked suitable for me and so we eventually ended up leaving the store.

      We met up with my dad and brother in the food court and then headed outside to try and go to the car. However, because of all the covid restrictions, there were swarms off police outside, all with testing kits on them. As one of them tried to push a swab down my mumís nose, I screamed at them and was able to pull my mum away from them. As all four of us hurried back to the car to leave, the dream ended.

      Dream 740 C - Cooking Ham On The Floor

      The dream faded into vision with Riku being in my backyard, however wearing different clothes to normal. He seemed to be wearing a cream and black knitted jumper with normal medium-wash denim jeans. His body though, had the correct appearance based on Kingdom Hearts 3. The dream seemed to be playing from a third-person perspective as I could see Riku carrying me in a front-on way as he walked me up the sloping footpath at the side of the house. I could hear my voice request that Riku have his correct clothing, which the dream seem to flick in and out of. But his final clothing was the casual, incorrect clothing. I noticed Riku and I now at the upper garden bed, which was nothing but bare soil in the dream, as I saw him seemingly crouched over, but lifting me slightly up and down and laughing with me.

      The dream was then in the kitchen, where I was now with my mum. Although she was standing and looking to the stove, the dream camera seemed to point down to the floor and there I saw this massive square of thick ham. My mum was then magically slicing this thin ham without looking at it or even touching it, and she said to me that she was trying to work out how to cook the ham on the floor. The dream then ended.

      Dream 740 D - Kingdom Hearts Greetings

      Not much occurred in this dream as it only lasted for literally 5 minutes (11:10 AM Ė 11:15 PM) and then I woke up for good. Kingdom Hearts characters were in my vision. A few of them at the start but I couldnít exactly identify them. The one I could first identify in the sequence was Merlin. Before I list the rest, they appeared a hologram above the same garden bed in Dream 740 C, each greeting me in their own little way; Merlin seemed to gracefully wave his wand. Next to greet me was Terra who just seemed to give a natural smile.

      And then came Aqua, but I could tell she was distorted in appearance. I asked for her to be in correct appearance. The dream did not change her but I could tell Aqua was trying to give me a smile through her distorted shell. After that was the Fairy Godmother who seemed to be dancing around a little bit as she twinkled her fingers and then lifted her wand. Then Master Yen Sid came next, standing in a graceful way as he then gave a surly, wizard-like smile.

      Next was Namine and my subconscious seemed to recall me writing to her last night in real life as not only did she greet me, but I was saying Ďhelloí two or three times as if I was greeting an excited puppy who was jumping up at my legs. This is the first time Iíd ever met Namine in-dream. As Namine felt like the most powerful presence, I didnít think there would be anyone else, however, there was. Riku appeared as the final projection as even though he didnít give any significant, special motion, he remained as still as ever, holding a soft smile on his face. Itís like they knew the dream was fading and Riku, being my dream guide, was the one to farewell me.



      Dream 740 A

      Dream Guide: Riku
      Lucid?: No

      Dream 740 B
      Dream Guide: None
      Lucid?: No

      Dream 740 C
      Dream Guide: Riku
      Lucid?: No

      Dream 740 D
      Dream Guide: Riku
      Lucid?: No

      Updated 01-10-2021 at 02:16 PM by 93119

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. Dream - Timeout Military Camp & Awakening The Fire Element & Twitch Craziness

      by , 01-10-2021 at 12:51 PM
      Date of Dream: SAT 12 SEP - 2020



      Dream No. 737 - Separated Sections


      Dream 737 A - Timeout Military Camp

      I canít remember how this dream started. From where I can remember, I was living in my own house in this dream, which felt somewhat like a castle tower. As I looked outside my main window, the dream went to playing a sub-scene. Apparently not just one person, but everyone that was on the MNW server at the time of an issue had all received a timeout and as a result, had to attend this compulsory camp led by a military commander. The way this military commander was barking orders at everyone was scary and I was so glad I wasnít online during the time of the incident, so I did not have to attend the camp.

      I soon found out that the group would be coming to my tower for dinner, and that I was going to be the one making the dinner for the group. For the first night, I decided to make a meal including chicken schnitzel. Here I thought theyíd all be in prison during dinner time and the military person would still be yelling and making everyoneís life hell. However, there was none of this in my place. In-fact everyone seemed to be having fun and were all happy, even the military guy was chill.

      I realised though, that once everyone left the tower, things would return to normal for the group; so I tried to keep them with me for as long as possible. I also decided that for the next night, I would make a beef meal. I canít remember anything else about this dream.

      Dream 737 B - Awakening The Fire Element

      I donít remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was moping around my house, specifically in the dining room, upset because of Riku always being absent and never showing up these days. As at one point I felt like crying in the dream, I was made to stand still as I felt a pair of arms gently embrace me, which from energy I could tell it was Riku. When he released me, I started to have this radiant deep orange glow around me, and then all of sudden fire burst out everywhere and this Legend of Spyro style music started playing in the background. As that happened, Aqua and Terra appeared behind Riku as a hologram and had the most shocked faces, but in amazement. I canít remember anything else about this dream.

      Dream 737 C - Twitch Craziness
      I donít remember much about this dream. From what I do remember, I was trying to watch something on EBoís twitch channel when my brother came into my room and was distracting me really badly. As much as I tried to ward off my brother, he would not leave the room and eventually, he took my mouse and started putting all these weird emojis into EBoís chat. The scene then changed to me being on Discord server in which weird things were happening. Although Riku was a mod on this server and he was indeed biased to help me. I canít remember anything else about this dream.



      Dream 737 A

      Dream Guide: None
      Lucid?: No

      Dream 737 B
      Dream Guide: Riku
      Lucid?: No

      Dream 737 C
      Dream Guide: Riku
      Lucid?: No

      Updated 01-10-2021 at 02:51 PM by 93119

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    13. Great Grandmother's Vines, Sarcastic Diamond Restaurant, and Georgia's Waterway

      by , 01-10-2021 at 07:08 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      1/9/20

      I am at my great grandmother's home in Atlanta. B currently lives there and has kind of fixed it up though the outside of the house is grown over with vines and greenery. The house is a single story in the front but two stories in the back, like the basement is built into a hill. She has her living space in the basement and I see her purple bed in a corner. G is with me as we kind of tour around the house. We wander around the house with B. I talk with B about the history of the home and how long it has been in my family. I show her the room upstairs where my great grandma and her sister slept in beds side by side for many years. There's a large floor grate at the doorway that I remember hurt my feet to walk on as a kid, only now it has expanded down both walls of the room like a big L. There are small flames that come out of the grate, I gather it is the malfunctioning heater that hasn't been serviced in years. She almost catches the bottom of her flowy dress on fire because she trips on the grate but gets up quickly enough, no harm done.

      I am with G now downstairs in Bs room sitting on her bed. We are watching a program on television, it is like a home renovation show that is featuring the same house we are actually currently in, B is on the tv. They take axes to large twisted bundles of vines that have grown into the house through a window in her room. One of the guys is hitting a wooden doorway with a hand axe and I gather his intent is malicious. B comes downstairs and tells us the rest of the story while we watch the show. We decide to go out to get something to eat before leaving town.


      We are standing in line inside a large food court type area that is actually a single restaurant. It feels like a gourmet rallys of sorts. The building is diamond shaped, bright white decor with scattered black tiles, tall ceilings, with counters to order at on each side corner and tables all around in the middle. There seems to be a large column/pillar in the exact center of the room. I stand looking at the menu for a while trying to decide what to eat. We debate where we want to eat while standing in line. I mention I would really like to eat at the Dwarf House (the first Chick-fil-A). Perhaps we will get a snack here first then go somewhere else. The girls have ordered and gone to find a table. I stand for a couple minutes at the front of the line trying to decide, there are people lining up behind me while I scan the menu. It is hard to read and I am barely able to make out the pictures, though I know generally what they have. I apologise to the guy working the register that it took me so long, saying "Now don't be mad at me it took me all that time to decide, but I just want a large fry well done and two soda waters with lime."

      He is understanding and asks for my name. I speak it to him but then he motions to a keypad in front of the register I am meant to type my name into. I try typing Noah, but it ends up like Gerold6 on the screen, I shrug whatever and submit it. As I am walking away I gather the workers are allowed to heckle the guests, it's like this restaurants brand, they were joking a lot before and now that I've made a gaff they turn the focus on me. They make an announcement on the loudspeaker that Gerald doesn't have the number six in the name and he proceeds to write it on a whiteboard, while laughing saying people can't have the number six in their name. I shout back jokingly "You don't know that!" The workers all laugh at my response and walk away from their registers holding their faces. I walk over to the girls and B has become S, I am completely enamoured to see her again.

      We catch up and I am really glad to see she is doing so well. She seems lively and much more energetic than the last time I saw her. She's even showing interest in me so I'm somewhat besides myself. The girls have gotten their food a while ago and are just picking at their trays and I start to wonder where mine is, it has to have been 20-30 min by now. I see fries fully cooked sitting behind the counter on the metal tray and no one standing around. Then a guy walks out from the back, stands there for a minute or so and then surprisingly notices a ticket printed on a printer under the counter. He reads it, tears it off, proceeds to make my fry and prepare the drinks and walk it out to me. I am grateful if not slightly annoyed by there being so many employees standing around and none of them seem to be too focused.

      At a certain point I begin speaking to an employee who I believe is on break. We talk about the type of restaurant this is and how it's set up/how it is to work there and make fun of people all day. He has social conundrums with some fellow female employees so I give him some social advice on how to work it out. The girls go to the bathroom together when we finish our meals. So I decide to walk outside to take in the views.

      For some reason I am now in a corporate office lobby with open windows on one side leading to the water. My father and uncle are there, we all seem to be fixated on screens or the windows, I can't be sure. My uncle is leaning on dad's shoulder while they stand together. A worker for the office has spilled his soda on the floor of his desk, he gets up and walks away. He returns to his desk with a fresh cup of pop and takes a picture of it with his cellphone before sitting back down without cleaning up the last spill. This guy kinda looks like Ben Schwartz.


      We are all standing along the water now outside. I am still waiting for the girls to come back but I notice there are boats going by to tour the local park. I am on a boat now, thinking it will be a quick excursion before returning. It is a boat car type vehicle and we travel through a park with many coloured birds on the ground and in the trees, they are all smaller like sparrows though coloured like the rainbow. The driver keeps driving and I gather we are going much further than the park. I text G "I think I've made a huge mistake" The boat makes water and we continue down into a river. Everytime I shift my weight the boat sloshes to the side and some water splashes in. The main guy driving asks me how old I am. I tell him and he says I am too big and I need to sit still while we are in motion. I now realize I am too close to other people I don't know and fumble to put on my mask. I pull it out of my pocket and there are many masks all stacked on themselves and it is difficult to separate the one I want to wear. The driver describes the river we are going down. It is like the florida keys for georgia, he points to a map and there is a huge crack waterway through the entire state of georgia. I am far away from where I started with strangers now. The dream ends.
    14. Flat Flute Festival, The Diner, Disarming Paranoia, and The Purple Leviathan

      by , 01-06-2021 at 07:54 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      1/5/20

      I am on my way driving to some church event with people I recognize from my past. While driving I spray paint face with blues and oranges with a white streak down one side going through my eye. My cat is in my car with me, when I arrive I leave her in the car with the windows cracked a little. We are all standing in lines for some reason I am unaware of. Someone is talking to us in a preachy manner but the details escape me.

      The scene shifts into a new age festival of sorts with many sellers operating booths and with various items on tables in rows. The room is a long flat one story building, with tables lining either side, and windows every few feet. It almost feels like an opened up double wide manufactured home which is several lengths long.

      While walking around checking out the various vendors I notice two who share space side by sides. I befriend the two of them and notice they look strikingly similar to one another with slight differences. They are both round faced with round noses, bald heads and beards about the same length. Though their personalities are obviously of different tones. One of them sells flat flutes which seem like wooden Christmas tree ornaments with spacers and holes drilled at intervals as a flute should be, and one sells didgeridoos with original poems printed on fancy paper.

      They both have just met each other for this event but they are very similar in demeanour, though each unique. Like twins who took separate life trajectories. I play a flute from his table for a while, it sounds like a native american flute and any note progression is harmonious and effortless to produce. There is a girl who walks up to the table hearing the flute and wants to try it but she is shy. I encourage her to go for it, it is a beautiful instrument and incredibly easy to play. Whatever you play on the flute sounds great, she picks it up and plays for a few seconds. It sounds just as good as when I played, she is pleased. I want a flute, the guy attempts to sell me one but don't have a lot of money on me, the didge guy also wants me to buy one from him. I tell him I have three of my own at home waiting for me. He tells me to sell the ones I don't use and use the surplus to purchase another one from him. I laugh and say maybe.

      I am concerned about leaving the cat in the car even though the window is cracked. It is a sunny day and I'm incredibly cautious about animals in cars. I go back out to get her and bring her back inside with me. When I return, the festival seems to have turned into a waffle house type diner. It is packed out and everyone is hungry. There are full counter seats and tons of people packed in the booths around the place. I see the open kitchen with one cook struggling to take people's orders and cook the food at the same time. I consider jumping behind the counter to help cook. Though he does seem to have it under control so I decide against it and just wander around looking at people, everyone is calm and patient, feels like people are just grateful to be fed. The cat has befriended some people and become kind of a fixture in the diner. She sits on a stool by the counter and people pet her while walking by/waiting. People continue ordering and eating until the night comes.


      I notice while standing outside there is a large military supply surplus store that used to be on the corner across the street. The new location looks newer and brightly lit like a pharmacy. I talk to someone standing close to me about going in and taking a looking around. Though I am slightly concerned if I do so I will be put on some government list of nationalists.

      As fewer and fewer people are present we become a closer knit group. We are all friends now and we know each other quite well from our stories. One of us is cautious because he is wanted by a rival gang he knows may be coming for him. The lights get dim as we all sit around each other and chat on the floor. The restaurant is closed and it's just us friends communing now telling stories and laughing. The one friend is still very paranoid about other people coming after him, looking out the window as he expects it to happen any minute. He has a handgun on him and begins waving it around claiming they are coming, they are outside now he shouts. I know nothing good can come from escalating the situation so I take the pistol from his hand in a swift action and put it in my jacket pocket, he is dismayed but compliant.

      Someone else walks in the room and they are looking for him, they also have a gun in their hand. I immediately demand they give it to me because this is not the way to solve this dispute. They also comply. I disassemble the gun in seconds, dropping the clip, pulling back the slide, popping out the bullet in the chamber, and taking the slide fully off. This continues a couple more times as people come in trying to start trouble with firearms and me immediately disarming them before anything transpires. They then just stand around and have conversation with the others that are here. I now have 3-4 guns in my jacket pockets and pants pockets from the different people trying to start trouble. The people just stand around and talk once they have their gun taken away. The original guy who was part of our group asks for his gun back because he is still paranoid. I have so many in my coat I don't know which one was his. So I pull it out, disassemble it in front of him and drop the pieces on the floor at his feet. His mouth is stuck open in disbelief. I walk over to a table at the end of the room and begin to take all the firearms out of my coat and put them down. Someone else walks in behind me with a fully automatic machine gun, looks like an MP5 or something. I wave them over to me and say "Come on, gotta check in!" They oblige and I take their gun away from them as well. No one escalating, no one gets hurt. I insist all disagreements be talked out in a civil manner.


      It is now the next morning. We all seem to be arranging some type of trip. I think we are even taking air travel like hot air balloons or something. While getting people oriented I walk into a back room which is larger like an industrial loading dock and has a large metal garage door attached to it. On the floor to the side is a 30 ft long dead yellow boa constrictor. It has been tied in a knot in the middle and is contorted in weird ways. There is liquid in the corner around where it lay and the smell in the room is putrid. I gather is has been dead for a while, maybe a few days to a week. I step over it walking in and back outside several times. There are a couple people out in the field behind the building we are trying to corral to leave for our trip. The guy kind of looks like john favreau, he is with his wife. They are still distant in the field but coming towards us.

      Looking up I notice a very thick purple fog rolling in from the right onto the property. I think it is in the sky at first but then notice it in front of the clouds and things around us like the fence lining the yard. It is moving like a serpent with a massive menacing motion. It is thick and pearlescent, shimmering with light and dark purples. I am with Justin Theroux and we rushedly get the people inside while watching the huge cloud get closer to the ground and come towards us. It begins whirlwinding and the wind begins to whip violently. It forms a vortex on the ground of a thick purpley haze that you cannot see through. It Incredibly large and stretches all the way into the sky. We rush inside and look for ways to combat it. In a moment we both understand that the purple gas is flammable. Just need to make a torch of some kind to toss in it, hoping that will do the trick. The room is already wrecked with glass and objects scattered about on the floor. The wind is howling loudly and the walls rock with turbulence, pictures that were hanging fall. We are running through shouting at each other for supplies that can maybe be used. I find some lighters and some small miniature baseball bats. He brings some rags and accelerant from the other room. We craft makeshift torches while squatting on the floor and I wonder if the wind is too powerful for the flame, if the torches will stay lit for us to throw them in. We run to the back of the building again out the garage door, the twister is in full rage mode. A dark purple debris filled monstrosity tears at the ground 20 meters from us, the sound is deafening.
      We light the torches together, look at each other and I shout "HERE GOES NOTHING!" We both launch the fiery bats overhead towards the center of the vortex and the dream fades.
    15. V's Restaurant, Forgiveness Theatre, and the Balloon Animal Store

      by , 01-02-2021 at 11:17 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      1/1/20

      My friend V buys a restaurant with money he has saved. It seems to be an old run down chinese buffet. Has no idea how to run it because he has no real experience in restaurants. The whole building is very dirty with stains along the floorboards badly lit and broken ceiling tiles. All of the dishes they cook are baked whole chicken breasts with noodles and cheese. People are confused about the fare but I gather it's the only thing they know how to cook.

      At a certain point they run out of ice cream and people are getting pissed about the lack of chocolate ice cream. I try sampling the different foods they have set out and put the plates on the table I am eating at. I make a dessert bowl with three brownies and chocolate sauce two times in a row because I knock the first one on the floor accidentally.

      V is sitting with me asking me what I think about the whole thing and how the food tastes. I tell him having a recipe book is one of the most important parts to running a restaurant, to ensure everything they cook is standardized and reproducible. He is surprised and likes my advice, he asks me to come back tomorrow to look things over and help him get things set up better. My parents seem to choose to eat here so we are sitting together. They don't know my friend owns the place but are quickly somewhat let down by the overall layout of the place.

      We are talking about the dinner service later on and Jennifer Aniston is sitting across the table from me. She commends me for letting things crash somewhat when people get upset about the desserts. She tells me they made cream with ice and salt to make some homemade chocolate ice cream for the unhappy people and they enjoyed it. A Chinese server still working there is disgusted by the food and keeps pre bussing my table before I am done eating what's on my table.


      I am in a futuristic town/downtown walking around down the street. I am with a friend at first but end up alone eventually. It is a very crowded street with many colours and close packed shops of various shapes. At a certain point we are riding on the back trunk of a car for a while, then the car gets towed and lifted up at an angle so we jump off and go into an exciting looking building to the left.

      It is a large purple/crimson coloured walls with streamlined edges and various levels with seats and stand up games along the walls. I am in a sci-fi looking arcade type area. It is dimly lit with only the soft redish glow illuminating the walls and walkways. There are many people sitting around all facing a giant screen in the ceiling in one section of the room. I wonder if they are all in vr. I don't see the screen right away so I am unsure what they are l doing, but it feels like a theatre of some kind.

      I sit off to the side on a rounded couch/curve in the wall which is like a ledge at knee level. Someone comes up to me and attempting to bond with me talking about something I don't understand. They have small children with them who latch onto my legs like children do. I have a small cloth ball that has a bright light which is visible when I turn it inside out. I shine the light on them trying to get them all to go away. I get shhhh'd by someone in the audience. I attempt to walk to the doorway, trying to shake the children off my legs gently before walking through. The door slightly cracks and I see light and a crowded sidewalk outside. But then I come back into the theatre arcade. I wonder out loud what everyone is watching that could be so enthralling. Someone close to me tells me it is the feeling of forgiveness. As I look up to the ceiling/high wall rounded area where everyone else is watching I see a mass of screens appear. They are all different sizes with each side boxed together. They all have a different moment of tv or movies on them, both cartoons and live action. I recognize every scene. It imparts emotion to my insides when I watch. I feel a strong emotion just looking up for the few seconds I am standing there. I feel forgiveness. I then decide to leave the room and walk through the swaying doors into the brightly lit outside sidewalk.

      I continue down the sidewalk by the street. There are still many people wearing many colours. There are also stores I don't recognize. First I think I don't have my phone because I don't feel it. Checking again just to be sure I feel it deep in my pocket but don't take it out. No one to call anyway. I wander aimlessly for a while. Finally see a goofy sciencey party type store with flamboyant decorations on the outside. There are large long balloons of various colours on the walls in a gallery type fashion. I gather it is a balloon animal store. But they also have like science museum trinkets for sale, like balls floating on air and astrolabes and globes of the earth and kites ect.

      I notice the balloons are wider than usual. I know how to make balloon animals IWL and tell the person working, who looks like a middle aged woman who is dressed like a male clown. They are entertaining another customer flicking uninflated balloons at each other. I pick one up and begin to blow it up by mouth. It inflate to 5 times the width they usually are, but they keep popping on me. The person working has gas in tanks they use to blow them up for an order they are working on. I gather they do custom orders of oversized balloon animals for parties and such. It's really a great idea. I say 'hey man I really like your store'. The worker just gives me an annoyed look out of the corner of her eye. I gather I have mis-pronouned her. But I find it silly cause I call both genders man.

      They nod knowingly so I turn to walk back out to the crowded street. The sun is setting in a gleaming glow off the glass buildings and street lamps. The street is still filled with people hustling their own directions chattering indiscriminately. I am still walking down the street when the dream fades.

      Updated 01-02-2021 at 11:20 AM by 51110

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