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Monday, 9/14/20, Core 2

I resembled my waking life self, although I was in a strange place. I seemed to be underground. The dirt floor was damp with pools of water and there were various discarded items strewn about. I removed a bird from a wicker cage. I think it was a white cockatoo. I was thinking of it as my pet, despite never having had or even held a bird. I wandered around and the bird sometimes rode on my shoulder, sometimes on my hand, sometimes flew short distances away. At one point the bird landed on my hand and I tried to pet it on the chest with one finger. It decided it didn't want me to and started gently biting my finger with its beak. At first I thought it was cute and was playing, but then it began to bite my finger harder. I realized I knew nothing about handling birds. I stopped attempting to pet or play with it but now it latched on hard to my finger and it was pretty painful. I regretted not bringing the cage.

After some more traveling, we ended up at a pool party, perhaps in someone's backyard. Other people had brought their pets as well, and I had my camera to take pictures. DV member MoonageDaydream made a cameo! She was recording video of a small white terrier dog, then she switched to taking video of all the animals. She shrugged semi apologetically, and told me something like, "I have plenty of footage and I want to get the other pets too. I only was focusing on the one dog because my mom was worried there wouldn't be enough footage of him."

Spoiler for Additional Notes:

Upon reading back this dream, I finally put two and two together and realized that the wicker cage, the bird, and the underground place with water and debris meant I'd been in the old text adventure game, Colassal Cave!!! So it turns out "get bird" is not so simple in practice, okay? Definitely use the cage. Maybe I'll XYZZY on back there sometime

I had a dream last night that seemed to be set in the current time. When the dream started, my sister and I were in my mom’s house and were taking stuff that had belong to my father that my mom had been hanging onto out of the house and loading it into the back of a pick-up truck that had been rented from U-Haul. We were working on cleaning-out closets that in current waking life are still full of stuff that belonged to him as well as going through dressers and pulling out clothes that could be donated to charity. My mom was in the house while we were taking stuff out of the truck, but wasn’t helping us with taking things out to the truck and sometimes would intercept me or my sister and question why we were getting rid of things rather than keeping them at her house. We kept trying to explain to her that it would be best to donate whatever we were carrying out at the time so that someone in need could use them rather than having them collect dust in the house. Most of them time, we were able to convince mom it was for the best to put the stuff in the truck to be donated rather than to hang onto it, but there was some stuff that mom was adamant that we hang onto.

Eventually, me and my sister had the bed of the truck loaded as full as it could be and were ready to take the load to a local charity to donate it. When we told mom that the truck was full of stuff, she told us to go ahead and get in the truck and that she would be out in a few minutes.

My sister and I then walked out of mom’s house to the new pick-up truck that had the U-Haul logo on it. When we got to the passenger side door, I opened it up and then stood off to the side so my sister could get in first. She didn’t take the hint and stood by the back of the truck. When I pointed to the bench seat, she told me it was her day to choose her seat and she wanted the window so I needed to sit in the middle. I get in the truck and put the grey lap and shoulder belt on and then my sister gets and buckled-up after closing her door.

Me and my sister then spend a long time in the cab of the truck waiting for mom to come out and drive us to take the stuff to donate. While we are waiting, my sister starts talking about our father and then starts trying to get me to share my feelings and talk about how I am doing dealing with things. I really do not want to talk about this as it is still too soon. As she keeps talking about this, her breath keeps getting worse and worse and is really overpowering and unpleasant to smell. I keep trying to change the subject, but she is fixated on talking about this so I am stuck listening to her talk about this and having to smell her breath. I stop responding to her, but she keep trying to get me to share my feelings and I keep having to smell her breath.

Eventually, we see mom walking out of the house and towards the truck. Rather than going to the driver side and getting I, she makes a beeline to the bed of the truck and starts going through the stuff that my sister and I have loaded in the bed while we sit in the cab and wait for her to get in. I see her take a handful of stuff from the bed of the truck back into the house. She does this several more times. Since the truck has electric windows, my sister and I cannot roll them down to try to stop mom and are stuck watching her take stuff we had loaded into the truck back into the house. While mom is doing this, my sister stops fixating on getting me to share my feelings on our fathers passing and we start taking about how frustrated we both are that it is so difficult getting mom to let go of anything. As we keep talking, my sisters breath no-longer smells really bad and I am able to have a conversation with her without even noticing it. The wait also doesn’t seem as bad as it did earlier in the dream since we are talking though things I find important.

While we are still talking, my sister elbows me and tells me mom is locking up the house and about to get into the truck and we need to stop talking about her. I then turn my head and see mom walking towards the cab of the truck and then unlocking and opening the driver side door. She then sits down in the driver seat on my left side and then closes her door.

While mom is working on getting the mirror’s adjusted, she accuses my sister and I of trying to get rid of some of our father’s stuff without asking her permission. As she keeps complaining to use, I notice her breath is even worse than my sisters was earlier in the dream. Mom keeps voicing her displeasure to use for several more minutes after she has the mirrors adjusted.

Eventually, she is done with her lecture and turns the key to start the truck. The battery sounds really weak and after a few cranks is completely dead. We all 3 get out of the truck and then mom decides this is some kind of sign that she is not supposed to get rid of dad’s stuff and tells my sister and I to take everything back into the house and put it where we found it. Both me and my sister have a really defeated feeling know that all of our work to go through our father’s stuff and get it donated to those who could use it was all for nothing and we now have to waste our time putting everything back in the house. I woke up from this dream while me and my sister were trying to talk mom into letting us donate some of the stuff that none of us would ever need and mom being insistent that we put it back where we found it.

I think this dream was definitely related to some real life frustration I am feeling with my mother hording all of my fathers stuff and refusing to deal with donating it to those who could really use it, especially in the current time when there are so many people in need.

Dream from September 7, 2020

It was the day before my brother-in-law, Steven, was to marry his fiance, Amanda. They were having a co-ed bachelor/bachelorette party at a multi-story, adult arcade. The managers even accommodated to everyone spending the night so no one would have to drink and drive. Also, because the ceremony and reception were being held there the next day in their beautiful outdoor event area.

My parents and sisters were invited to the festivities. Steven and my sister, Lisa, have a very brief history in real life. We all went camping and they got drunk and made out. In my dream, I saw Lisa and Steven flirting nearly all night. I was so upset and disgusted by them both because I really like Amanda.

At some point during the night, Amanda was informed that someone in her family had died and she had to leave for a few hours to go to the funeral. When she came back, I notice how sad she was. I also noticed that she wasn't acting like herself in the sense that she looked like she was high. My instinct knew it was pills to help her ease her heartache. I tried to find Steven because I knew it was important for him to be there to help her, but he kept evading me.

"Steve, I really need to talk to you," I said over and over again as he continued to walk away from me laughing.

"Steve, it's really important. Come on!" I insisted, but to no avail.

He was hanging out with one of his female friends. Weaving in and out of arcade games and pinball machines. She looked familiar from waking life, but I can't put my finger on who she was.

Finally, I yelled at him.

"Steven! Cut the shit! I need to talk to you about Amanda!" That seemed to get his attention enough to hear me out at least.

I told him that Amanda was high on pills, but he didn't believe me. While we were talking, Amanda came over to us and started hugging me tightly. She knew that I was looking out for her best interest and needed someone to console her who actually seemed to care about how she felt.

It is suddenly the next day and everyone is happy. I exit the arcade and go to the event area in the back of the building. It was such a beautiful venue. Vibrant, green, luscious grass. It was like an infinity pool, but for the grass. The back edge of the lawn just cut off to an equally green valley followed by equally green hills in the distance. The sky was bright blue with the fluffiest white clouds and the perfect amount of sun.

Some of the guests began to arrive and I noticed one group of people being loud and rowdy. One of them threw a large, empty wine bottle across the lawn followed by a lot of laughter. I tried to force them to clean up the mess.

"This is their big day and you're just going to litter and make a mess of this beautiful place?" I was so angry!

I found Amanda and told her what happened. I told her I tried, but they wouldn't clean up the mess.

"It's OK," she said. "They're reggae."

Dumbfounded, I could only assume this meant that she was fine with their lack of tidiness because people who are reggae are known to be dirty. I don't know. Then I woke up.

Dreams from September 3, 2020

For some reason, Curtis and I were living separately with our parents, but we were still married. He was suppose to move with me into my parents house on Silver Street, but decided it would be best if he stayed in Barnstead.

I was in a student in school. I'm not sure if it was high school or college, but I didn't want to go to my math class. This is bit of a reoccurring theme in school-related dreams. I'm enrolled in a math class, but I always skip the class because I have no desire to go to it.

I'm not sure where I was coming home from, but when I drove up to the house, there was splintered wood and debris in just our parking area from the construction crew working on the roof. I had nowhere to park so I parked in my landlord Greg's spot. It was his crew who left the mess so I didn't care if I took his parking spot. It was on-street parking anyway and he didn't own the street.

I remember wearing Curtis's green long sleeve Ponderosa shirt and really missing him. I also remember going to my bedroom at one point to change because I was hot and sweaty and I struggled to get the shirt off because it kept sticking from the sweat.

Lisa and Cassie, my sisters, were also living there and Lisa had a male friend visiting. I went into the kitchen and heard noises coming from the basement. I walked halfway down the basement stairs and peeked across the room to see a thick, green liquid flooding a ten foot section by the basement window. I went back upstairs and noticed that the back door in the kitchen was missing and covered in plastic. Greg had ordered the crew to move the back door about six feet to the left.

I had to go to the bathroom, but when I went in there, the toilet and floor around it was covered in wood shavings. There was also a golf-ball sized, drilled hole in the wall above the toilet -- the wall that was also shared with the exterior of the house. I went back into the living room and complained to Lisa, Cassie, and Lisa's friend. I went out back to knock on Greg's back door. Roxanne, his wife, answered and said that Greg wasn't home. She said she may be able to answer the question for me. I asked if the construction crew was supposed to clean up after themselves and she said no.

"It's like Aflac," she said. "We'd have to pay more for them to clean up." She walked away as she was still talking to me and I shouted thank you to her back.

I went back into the living room and they were all drinking coffee. I was sad there wasn't any for me and so I went into my room to try and call Curtis to complain. Lisa came storming after me and gave me $1.25. She was raising her voice and trying to force me to buy myself ice cream at the convenience store. I told her I was fine and didn't want ice cream or her money. She argued with me and eventually said how it's not fair that she eats healthy, but she's still getting fat like Cassie and me. I got really angry and started yelling at her. I said something along the lines of so you're upset with me for not wanting to eat ice cream because you're unhappy with your own weight. I kicked her out of my room, threw the $1.25 at her, and shut the door. I leaned on the door to make sure she couldn't come back in since I didn't have a lock on my door.

I tried to call Curtis again. We hadn't seen or spoken to each other in a week. I left a voicemail asking him to leave work early and to come pick me up. I was so upset and needed my husband. He never called back before I woke up. In my dream, it made me feel like he didn't want to be with me anymore.


Dream fragments:

1.) Thalia came up to visit. There was no COVID. I remember driving to her Airbnb. It was dark. I think we went to a mall because I remember shopping bags.

2.) Lisa and I were extras on the set of Supernatural. It was lunchtime and we were standing in line to get food. We were giggling about how hot Dean is and then realized he was standing right behind us. I blushed and asked him if he heard what I said. Assuming he would joke and tease, he was surprisingly cold and awkward. He insisted that he didn't hear anything and nor did he care.

3.) This is from the long dream or at least it was part of that same dream setting. The construction crew replaced the front door, but they didn't put a real lock on it. There was just a sliding lock on the inside of the door. I remember thinking to myself how would my parents be able to lock the door behind them when they leave for work each morning.

I was in Prince's limo. It was dark in the interior, and opposite of me at the back seat was Prince. It was just so surreal, the Limo was moving and we sat there for a few dream seconds. We came to a stop, and I got out and had another dream for 10 or 20 seconds in real time before waking. Although I don't remember what was after, this is the first I ever dreamed of someone who is dead to my knowledge. It is just that while I was in his limo, it was like I could feel the musical artistry flowing out of him. Like it was really him, although I never met Prince. Still, all being said, it is one of the most memorable dreams I have had in a long time. So there is that.

Reviewing life moments after death
I am in complete darkness, and the only thing that I can still sense are my memories. There is a sort of sad music, but it has a happy and ethereal to it, like I was done now and no longer had to worry about anything, but now it is all over in exchange. It was some sort of synth instrument maybe, but there was definitely piano. I relive the memory of when I was 4 and apparently a cousin and his mother were coming up to visit us. I came to see them. Then, probably a few years later, apparently the house of them were now right next to ours, only about 8 meters needed to walk to the other's house entrance. It was night, and the cousin was visiting. At some point later we apparently flooded their house, which was extremely big, with phosgene for some reason and left to my house. At some point I looked to the window and it was pitch black outside. My mother smelled something weird at some point, and I suggested it might be the phosgene, so I closed our windows. Had problems closing the left one, though, and it had a weird design. Back in the black, I kept thinking how I really wished that you could just turn back time. At some point I also thought about my borther.

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That was deep.. also, that phosgene part was weird.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I had a normal night's sleep and dreamed some dreams. I woke up about 07.20 and thought about how I normally have lucids when I re-sleep in the morning. I thought that I can sleep how long I want because I have no school until afternoon. I re-slept and had a lucid, woke up and repeated this until I couldn't sleep anymore. I didn't write these in my tag book because I wanted to immediately re-sleep. Each lucid was maybe five minutes each. I forgot to stabilize all of them and think that made them so short and many of them were not realistic.

I am by my home and want to fly to Hemköp. I do so and it goes pretty slowly. I see Hemköp but it isn't Hemköp anymore. It's a maid-shop were all these maids fixed different things.

I woke up and re-entered the same dream from the start.

I am by my home again and decides to go to Hemköp again. I fly there but this time I'm able to fly much faster and I do. I walk into the shop and talk with some maids.

I'm by the woods and the dream doesn't feel real at all (I realize now that I needed to stabilize it). I fly but hear no sounds. I think it's weird so I talk out loud and hear my voice. After a time of flying I hear some birds and I'm relieved that there are sounds in this dream. I land and try to summon a fire in my hand but it fails. I think there is a fire but I can't see it because of the bright light from the sun.

I'm in a house and see a boy about my age. I ask for his name and he replies that he is Julius. I see a small girl that is about 9 years old and ask her for her name.

I'm in a classroom and my swedish teacher is there teaching but she doesn't look like the real swedish teacher. This one is older and bigger.

I'm in a house with a girl and we talk.

Well this was an experience. I wonder if I could have made all of these small dreams into maybe two big dreams with practice. That would be much better. I'm not sure if these were WILD dreams but some of them were I think. I think there were some more dreams but I can't remember them. Here is the dream I dreamed before I woke up 07.20.

I'm downstairs and see a broken sandwich by the counter. I think it's a dream so I do my RC but it fails.

2 Jamie dreams. one at the start of the week and one at the end. First one was just audio only as I was slightly waking up she said, "I'm not mad at you." Well that's good to know. If only she knew kidding. Second dream was we were just hanging out. maybe sitting on a couch talking and smiling. feelings: very loving. Seems like we are more at peace with one another. Just maybe not enough to actually communicate...

Crazy Dream.

could have almost been semi lucid since I used dream control. Started I was flying over a hill by some library or something. I saw a strange shape rolling on the hill. Looking closer it seemed like 3 people meshed together rolling around in a blob. Two older people middle aged and their daughter, who had chin length brown hair and eyes. She seemed really pretty too me. I went at the blob of 3 people and somehow pulled the girl out of the blob. I flew and carried her away.

We landed in an empty apartment building. she seemed really friendly, but she was also really strange. I feel she wasn't a human but some creature that looks human. We are in my basement, and the dream reminds me of the basement suite i lived in when I knew Jamie in 2011. We seem to get along well but she has some odd twitches. She starts complaining she is hungry. I go upstairs to find her food. I search floors and rooms for about 20 minutes, but find nothing.

Back downstairs I open the door to my suite, and see the girl transforming or something. It looks like the back of her head is to me. she is RAGING, and throwing things, and knocking things over and claiming she is hungry. Her back hair flips over to the front of her face revealing in the back of head another face. it's like the same face but twisted and super angry. She accuses me of lying to her. And after witnessing her great strength of thrashing the room I become afraid. I sit on the couch face in hands and start crying. I say out loud, "She has a personality disorder!!" and I cry later. Her mean face goes away and she goes back to normal. She apologizes and pats me on the back gently.

Scene shifts to outside the apartment. All I see is snow falling on the apartment. It gets really heavy and practically buries the apartment. I realize I am now trapped inside with her with no food to feed her.

Wake up. I am intrigued by the dream and try to re enter the dream. all that happens is HH imagery of her mean face. She is munching on a roll of stickers to stop her hunger which also appears to be driving her insane.

girl or creature?

Weird game fragment
It was about some sort of Mario party-esque game, but in real life and as such pretty dangerous. It might have involved later mentioned Skype and in real life friends. There might have been other things that happened.

Distance fragment
I was making a Distance level, using some quite advanced level editor tricks to achieve a specific, pretty trippy effect. I showed this to the aforementioned Skype and in real life friends. There might have been other things that happened as well.

Warehouse 13 and old man sacrifice fragment
There might have been something about a friend dying, maybe something other than human that became a friend to the team. Then it was sort of like a spaceship like in The Orville, but like in a previous dream, where a whale creature was saved. Something was about to destroy the ship, and the only thing that could save it and everyone on it was the sacrifice of a very nice old man who wasn't supposed to die yet. He understandably got a bit depressed and didn't want to talk to anyone, so he just went to the elevator and went all the way to the top, where he'd die and thus save the ship.
Suddenly, the dream starts again, but I have the memory of before. I tell the first officer that I had the memory of the future, and thus they apparently sent someone different. But then I watched the old man also going to the elevator and I shouted "Wait! They sent someone different!", but he didn't hear it. I ran to the elevator and at first wanted to send an elevator up to the old man to signal that they sent someone different, but noticed that it wouldn't work. Even though I had already selected a floor, I hammered the button on my floor, but then I pressed the door button and it opened, even though I had already sent the command to send it away. I selected the floor right under the deadly top floor, and my elevator quickly caught up with his. Both elevators had glass walls at at least one direction. I hammered on the walls and shouted "They sent someone different! Wait!" and he noticed me. He was sitting on the floor of his elevator, said. We met on the floor right under the top floor. I ran to his elevator door and as it opened I told him "They sent someone different already! You don't have to go anymore!" but he just told me "No.. they sent someone different already, but it did not work, I have to go anyway...". I was
quite sad and shocked now. "Oh.. o-okay.. goodbye..." I had no idea what to even say. His doors closed, and his elevator went away, sending him to his death.

Fleeing from Rumpelstiltskin
I was at home, and there was a Skype friend and an old primary school friend. It was not in the past though, and thus, the primary school friend had aged. I was doing some chemical experiment involving chlorine for some reason on the floor without any protection. Then the skype friend brought me something and I poured it into the experiment. But suddenly I had forgotten what I was even pouring into what and panicked slightly. But then I noticed that it didn't smell like chlorine, so it was fine, so I just let it be and stood up and went into a corridor, where you can go into the kitchen and the living room, as well as at the far left end out of the house. My friends asked me what I was doing, and I showed them a bag of magic items. They were amazed. I said that we'd revive the magic again. I asked my skype friend to bring me something again, and he took a school bag of items and unpacked it, for some reason in the living room. My mother asked what it is, and I said some excuse that worked out well. So we left the house with all the items. Then at some point we were at a house. In between something relating to Rumpelstiltskin happened and we were fleeing, along with like 7 other people. We came to a building and went in. At some point we wanted to leave, but the entrance collapsed for some reason, but I told them we could get through, but everyone except for me ran back into the house. Luckily, only the entrance collapsed a bit. I went out, though, in fear of the building collapsing. I then ran around outside and spotted Rumpelstiltskin, disguised as a worker, since there was sort of like a large runway, maybe for an airport, directly adjacent to the house. After 20 minutes I accidentally came really close to Rumpelstiltskin, and he mumbled "When's he going to go in again...", but I actually thought it might be good to come in. I went in and went up to a high floor and told everyone where Rumpelstiltskin was. A few girls were browsing eBay, and listed some things we needed, including glass. But I said that we need it in borosilicate, since we need lab items to ease our survival, since we were planning to go to the enchanted forest like from Once Upon a Time. They said it is a stupid idea. One of us had like a dog-like face, which was apparently normal, but one made a joke if I could build a gun with a name something related to dogs which he could should the dog person with, which was just a very morbid joke. I answered by just saying I can't build guns, just fuel. Then we decided to leave and all went out. A lot of people jumped from like 10 meters high up down without hurting themselves, but I took the stairs, as any sane person would. Only one other guy came with me to the stairs, but it was full of spider webs and I asked him to remove them a bit with his feet, and he did it and I came down as well.

Monk dream
There was something about the crime series Monk.

Thunderstorm dream
There was some quite cool storm. It was really dark and a cool atmosphere.

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That was a VERY long dream and lots of recall. That was really cool. No lucids, though. Maybe tomorrow.

I remember the dream taking place in the biggest building I've ever seen. It seemed to be at least 30 stories tall and a mile wide. I cannot remember much of the dialogue, but I remember feeling rushed and a sense of comedic chaos. Like most of my dreams, I was hiding and running from people.

At one point, I was in what appeared to be a Christmas wing -- Christmas decorations and celebrations all year long. I found a dark, little room that had two small pianos/organs and a manger figurine display. The Virgin Mary was about 8-inches tall to put it into perspective. A mob of people were looking for me and I crouched down as if I were praying at the manger and hoping no one would recognize me. When the mob was gone, I looked up and saw an elderly lady sitting in a chair dressed in a nun's habit. I apologized for intruding and told her that I just wanted to pray in peace and that I hoped I didn't disturb her. She seemed pleased at my devotion although I knew it was just a lie so I could hide.

I remember running up and down stairwell after stairwell. Escalators, elevators, secret passage ways. Grandiose, dark oak staircases covered in a thick lacquered finish.

Then the dream shifted and I was suddenly married to the man who owned the house. I didn't have to run and hide anymore.

I was the lady of the mansion. Queen of the castle.

My sister, Lisa, appeared and I wanted to show her around. I asked her if she wanted to see my bedroom and I told her that my bedroom consisted of 44 rooms. Then I asked her if she wanted to see the kitchen. I no longer had to cook for myself or anyone else since my mansion was fully staffed, but as a commoner, I figured she would love to see my elaborate kitchen. We went to the basement level, which is where my kitchen apparently resided. We encountered Callie -- from Grey's Anatomy -- and I introduced my sister to one of my closest friends. Callie, for those who are unfamiliar with the show or her character, is a tall woman. My sister isn't even 5 feet tall. They were friendly toward each other, but they were joking around puffing their chests out at either other. Almost like a cock fight to see who was the better friend. In real life, my sister is one of my closest and best friends. They laughed and then I woke up.

Other dreams from the past few days:

I had another dream about being at my grandmother's house for a family gathering. One of my uncles was being a real dick and I told him so. My husband, Curtis, disapproved of my behavior and wouldn't speak to me.

I'm not sure if this was part of the same dream or a separate dream all together, but I remember walking through a neighborhood where I lived back in 2012 with my brother-in-law. We were making out and it was the weirdest kissing experience of my life. Think of trying to force the same sides of two magnets together. They repel, but you still try to force them together.

One of my other dreams consisted of Curtis wanting to divorce me for some unknown reason and I was begging him to take me back.

Overall, none of my dreams have been lucid, but I have been experiencing more vivid and lengthy dreams.

Date of Dream: SAT 22 AUG - 2020
Nap Time Range: 4:55 PM - 6:05 PM (AEST)



Dream No. N721 - A Blissful Nap

I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I seemed to be looking at something on the internet. I was gutted when I read a famous place near our local Mexican restaurant had shut down due to the implications surrounding the coronavirus. Though as the news story went further on, it felt like I myself was being immersed into the scene… It’s hard to explain. Eventually, Riku (KH) appeared, somewhat distorted and with black hair, but it was still an appearance I didn’t mind. In a gentle tone he spoke, and he said that whenever I felt tired, for me to come to him for a rest.

The dream then transition into me being in the actual scene. Riku, still in the distorted appearance but in his KH3 clothes, was lying on an unknown bed, on his back; his arm comfortably pushing me against his body, with my head under his armpit. I felt absolute bliss as I just lay next to him without having to worry about anything else. In-fact as my mum was trying to wake me up for dinner (IRL), the in-dream nap with Riku kept pulling me back into REM until I was able to find the strength to remain awake at 6:08 PM.



Dream No. N721
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 21 AUG - 2020



Dream No. 720 - Separated Sections

Dream 720 A - Chicken Flavoured Ice-Cream
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at some sort of cinema complex in a supposedly large farm area. The details of this dream are foggy since I woke up and am actually recapping it at the end of the day. I can recall that a lady was being mean to be, and friend from my primary school, EH, wasn’t being normal to me either.

In the food area of the cinemas, there were all these different gelato flavours that we could get. There was one flavour known as chicken flavour and I ended up trying it out. In-fact I tried all the flavours that were there. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 720 B - Retro Mario Set
I can’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was checking out something on my skin when I was called by a dream character, I’ve forgotten who, to check out this ‘Retro Mario Set’. It was supposedly supposed to be a selection of levels playable on this weirdly unique dream-console from old Mario games. However, they really only referred to the likes of New Super Mario Bros. Wii; so I wouldn’t really call it ‘retro’. The overworld, underground, and ghost house evnironments were showcased and when I was standing on the pad, it felt like I was actually the character going through the level myself. After an extended amount of time going through the ghost house with actual boos coming after me, the dream ended.

Dream 720 C - Riku's Report On Sora
As I was falling asleep, I saw a vision of Riku holographically, immediately; from this, I felt that Riku was going to be a significant influence in this dream. Then when the dream fully commenced; I found out I wasn’t in it at all. Rather it was just the dream camera playing the dream for me and I was spectating it. It was the backdrop of Twilight Town (KH) and over it was a transparent screen where I realised script could be written. And then I realised, as Xion’s theme started playing, Riku was going to tell me more about Sora in writing.

As so, I noticed whatever Riku typed, appearing on the screen. Apparently he was writing his own little report to imitate what I would eventually be doing in waking life. Though at some stages, he also seemed to be pedantically spacing each line as well as going backwards and forwards on how to format each paragraph. From dream energy, I realised he was mocking me on how I’m pedantic about things in real life.

I know Riku wrote a fair bit but I cannot remember what exactly he said as I was soon rudely awakened by my older brother in waking life. I can recall that Riku was emphasising on how Sora has the ability to connect with everyone around him.



Dream 720 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 720 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 720 C
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: WED 19 AUG - 2020



Dream No. 718 - Separated Sections

Dream 718 A - Self Tour Of Shinjuku
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I seemed to be at this Disney theme park and was about to go on this roller-coaster ride with a group of my dream friends. At first it would seem like a normal roller-coaster ride. However, as everyone was screaming, evenrybody else continued on but I fell off and ended up plummeting through a night time sky into a completely different place.

I realised and said to myself that I had ended up in Shinjuku, noting one of the seven tasks for the KH report. I walked around the eerily dark and silent streets to see what I could find out about the area I was in. Firstly, this area did not have tall and/or corporate-like buildings. Instead, it was rather empty land with quite a few houses around. Every house had a fence which I described as having ‘black arches’, making it look like an entire cemetery and that they were all haunted houses.

I then ended up in what was supposedly a small town square of Shinjuku. The now local guide of the place told me that the Christmas lights that were flashing were very dim compared to what they were in the past; they did not give much light to the area at all. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 718 B - The Answer To No Is No
The dream started with me in my house, my attention being brought this this letter sitting on my kitchen bench. There were two reasons I could tell this letter was from Riku. Firstly, the paper looked like treasure paper, so most likely from the Destiny Islands. Secondly, it was likely linked from the last dream with Shinjuku, as the writing rambled something like ‘I can’t take you, I can’t, I just can’t’; a lot of ‘I can’t’s in there. I wasn’t having this though and announced to myself, something like, ‘oh yeah? Then how ‘bout I go to hospital for two months?’.

A brief scene then played where I was being wheeled into a distorted version of the Monash Medical Centre, in through the main front entrance and then through some skinny corridors, but it did not show any people with me. So it didn’t show that I was being looked after by anybody, I was just all on my own it seemed. And then the sub-scene ended up with me in one of the seemingly old fashioned wards, sitting up in my bed, looking miserable, like I had just been crying.

Then it came to ‘current time’ in the dream again where from a third-person perspective, Riku (KH3 appearance) was seen to enter into the ward. He didn’t seem the happiest but he sighed, and managing to keep a calm tone, told me to take everything I wanted and put it within my curtained area. Apparently the whole area would be affected with him taking me to Shinjuku. After the dream showed me up and on my feet and starting to gather items I wanted, I woke up.



Dream 718 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 718 B
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 18 AUG - 2020



Dream No. 717 - Train To The Restaurant

I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was with a school group again and were supposed to go to some sort of restaurant amongst this populated metro area. As elevator usage was compulsory, again in this dream, to get there, my sense of nervous panic increased and I started calling out for Riku. He ended up coming fairly quickly, after I called him a few times. When Riku arrived, I was excited to see him and walked over to meet him where he was. Straight away, we hugged each other. To me he felt skinnier than normal but the hug was still comfortable and he had his arms tightly around me.

Once I tucked my head beside his, just seeing the side of his hair, he moved me towards the elevators while still keeping me locked in a hug. He stopped nearby to offer to me if I wanted to press the button, but even while he was holding me, my butterflies were so much so that I felt sick in the stomach, which was enough for Riku to notice as he sighed and then gave a slight smile, walking us closer so he could reach an arm out for the button.

Bringing both arms back to enclose me, Riku escorted me into the elevator when it opened. Still seeing only the side of his head, I looked over his shoulder as I tried to get a grip on facing my fears but was overwhelmed by the sight of the metal doors, feeling somewhat claustrophobic as well. Riku continued to attempt to soothe me with his hug as the elevator started going up from Level 2 to our destination on Level 5. Then when the elevator opened again, he escorted me out, surprisingly while still holding me, and then released me.

Apparently we were going to be boarding some kind of train now to get to the restaurant as Riku prompted me to follow him. He manages to get onto the train but there were glass shield doors, all in different areas, started to lower, and so I was prevented from getting on after Riku. I panicked, and so did he, thinking I wasn’t going to make it, but then I saw him frantically pointing towards the other side of the train. The doors on that side were just starting to lower. I ran as fast as I could, dodging and weaving, and I had JUST gotten through all the doors without being squashed to a pulp, to join Riku on the train.

Though oddly, Riku had all of a sudden transformed into someone else, a lady, who was now sitting on the seat next to one of the normal train doors. She seemed to be an American woman with barely any hair that was this ugly, black string-like hair. As I sat on the seat across from her, she talked to me about stuff in her Southern accent, although I forgot what she spoke about. This didn’t seem like Riku’s presence at all anymore, as if he left the dream.

In a later scene of the dream, I seemed to be in a distorted area of the Chisholm 311 campus, and I had this weird tutor for a science subject. Even though this was a university subject, with the extreme workload as well, I was placed with somebody from my high school for this partner assignment. The primary mode of my partner and I communicating were through out mobile phones. I seemed to call her quite excessively at times but it was necessary to do enough on this assignment and get it in on time. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 717
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 16 AUG - 2020



Dream No. 715 - Separated Sections

Dream 715 A - A Hug For No Reason
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at my current house, in the sitting room just outside my bedroom when Riku appeared as a hologram in his KH3 appearance. His eyes had a gleam in them and he held a close-mouthed smile while looking directly at me and amazingly, it also felt like he was physically hugging me. I can’t remember anything else that happened after this.

Dream 715 B - Graduating From la Trobe
I can’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was at the uniform shop in order to purchase the uniform I had to wear to graduate from La Trobe University. The men had to wear ties but thankfully the ladies didn’t. I also found out that I already had a piece of uniform that I didn’t need to be which was the winter skirt from my high school. I was then also talking to my friend RV about the uniform and said I could lend her a skirt if she didn’t have one.

The dream then changed scenes to me supposedly standing on a distorted version of the Destiny Islands. The dream was apparently showcasing me wearing a new outfit for Kingdom Hearts. My outfit was dark blue with light blue highlights as well as big patches of fluro green. I was also wearing sneakers that had a Sora’s crown keychain in gold, hanging off each of them. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream 715 A
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No

Dream 715 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No