memorable

Date: 2007-2009

Yet another experience which was probably either a false memory or a dream, but feels very real. There was a “bubble event” at the Hard Rock Cafe which functioned close to my house, before it was shut down. This consisted of the side of the building being a large glass panel, filled with a bubbling blue substance. Looking back on it, this event would make no sense, if it indeed was real. I must conclude it is a figment of my imagination.


NOTE: Hard Rock cafe used to have cylinders filled with bubbles which as a child I was obsessed with. There was no large glass panel filled with bubbles, however.

WBTB 1.

(Dream) 2 liter capless, fried egg stairs, (knife), F, alt apartment, night, cars

(WILD) In 8 nighttime, phase out of sliding glass door, accidentally phase through ground too, end up in Medieval chambers, long tables and a closet full of loose weapons (some really unique - twisted wood with two razor sharp small blades, lots of interesting maces, no swords; see guy, attack his head but he's resilient, turns out there's beasts we need to fight, pick up a bow and some rubber tipped arrows, keep asking him for a sword, eventually wake. Was a long (5ish minute) dream!

WBTB 2.

(WILD) In dark room, burnt man interviewing someone (nasty) but as he asks questions he's sketching in some lewd, nude, and (a bit) rude drawings, he goes on to some featuring Mewtwo and I make fun of him, see I on way out, then become lucid and leave the room, transform self in mirror but mirror is inconsistent - not keeping up with my movements or angles or anything. So I take the mirror outside and fly, it reflects the stars and moon well but my face is strangely small in the middle and sort of holographic. Could feel my waking body

(WILD) Not sure beginning of dream but daytime 9 and I walk out of garage and fly towards P's house, I fly fast and high at first, then swoop down load and slow down, and start trying to "summon" an ocean because of comments I told to F last night. Beneath me there starts flowing a pretty big ocean surge, but I try to imagine the ocean in front of me now, and it doesn't, just more and more rows of houses. Slowly the houses start to thin out and I get some wilderness location, and see an interesting cave I want to explore, so I stop (which is a bit hard with my momentum going) and hover down into the mouth of the cave, but it's a lot smaller than it looked from the sky and I just fit my feet and waist in and start looking around when I wake up. Could feel my waking body



Notes: Trying two new mantras together with each other. The first is "My dream is me", reminding myself to meditate on the fact that I can take full control of the dream and not pay any mind to inhibitory thoughts or feelings that may cause me to go nonlucid or break out of a dream too soon. The second is "I wake as I wake", reminding me to lie still and do a state test each time I wake to catch DEILDs and/or do more WILDs.

early:
+ guy standing under a tree with a car up in the branches which falls and hits the ground near him, and I laugh saying "you have to learn how to pay attention!" and I show him how to pay attention to what's around me and I see lots of little baby owls up on a ledge on a wall nearby

+ standing in home looking outside at the street through a window and I see a brigade of foreign-looking workers arrive and set up what I think is a fake construction project. I think it's a front for burglary. I panic and knew I should have kept the phone number of the security team nearby for exactly such a circumstance, I'm so nervous I can't figure out where it is or how to call them. Later walking outside along a road in between fenced properties.

later:
+ at the river (with wife), is that a stone sticking up out the water? no, it's a fish fin, large round ball-shaped fish, jumps out, swallows my hand, it deflates like an empty plastic bag. There's another one in the water swimming near the shore. See more fish swimming in the river, like trout. I'm holding a fishing rod and I realize I've caught a beaver! I try to reel it in. Then it's on the bank with me and I call to (my wife?) to say how we could study the beaver's habits like how it builds dams.

+ at dinner (restaurant) table sitting next to Mr. R--d (scoutmaster), who concludes "...and so that's why prison is the best environment for me." The food he orders comes... it's chicken wings and onion rings and I'm disappointed. I want to order something. I'm trying to describe a food I want to order like a chicken pot pie.

+ flying DO (with wife?) over houses, looking down on them, see that the residents are not there and that there are open doors I think we could enter that property. Flying on the way back there's an open refrigerator with food particles strewn all about, "what a mess" I think.

+ a bunch of guys in superman costumes standing on a sort of ledge suffering through an unpleasant outdoor group exercise program led by a hot young woman. They all misunderstood because the title of the exercise class had the word "sex" in it. I save the day and encourage everyone to continue and the instructor's mood picks up and continues the class.

+ There are large/funny groundhogs popping up out of holes. Something about an old car? I see a bow-hunting warrior princess and I try to run away from her down a side road but she comes after and chases me. I pull out a knife on her and she laughs because it's so small. I join in and laugh with her about the knife being really puny. Then I pull out a nice long blade and whack it against her bicycle tires.

+ standing in my home looking out a window at the road, and I realize with surprise that I'm seeing a large school yard across the road full of young students playing. I think that I'm only seeing this for the first time because we just recently cut down all the trees lining my property and now the schoolyard is exposed. There is a particularly well-developed young woman in the group walking from right to left and I'm trying to check her out but something is getting in the way.

+ at a home, with kids and wife, the kids are going somewhere with wife, and wife chastises me saying "you have to help cleaning up". "Of course," I answer, and look forlornly around at the tremendous mess in the house, mostly large piles of Lego pieces strewn all over the place.

I dreamed that I was looking through my attic when I came across this old diary. It was the diary of a boy back in the wild west colonial times in America.

Flipping through the book I came across a very unique page. The page was displaying the stories in diary on a moving screen build into the page, which felt like every other page. Watching the moving pictures, I was drawn into the story of the and part observed, part participated in a number of adventures.

Inside the diary now, the boy was one of three. He had a brother and a sister, Dad and Mum. They were quite a wealthy family in the upper class of that time frame. They had black American servants and wore fancy dresses.

The boy was lonely though, and he had a pet cat. Him and the cat had fun playing together and romping around their country estate.

One day, the boy was wandering in the woods and he came across a Indian brave. Him and the Indian brave became good friends! The Indian brave used the friendship of the boy for his own purposes and got the boy to help him sabotage a key Industrial building...

So, the brave got the boy to help him collect kegs of gun powder and dynamite. Then, they sneaked down one night and planted it around this building, a very important one for the boys fathers business. It was located near a swamp and a river. BOOM, it went up in smoke and ashes.

The boys father held a meeting. In their large hall in the main house, there were many soldiers, servants and the whole family was there. The father was very angry!! He was discussing with the soldiers there about who had done it and interrogated the servants.

Later on that day, the boys younger brother found his diary which had all his mischievous adventures recorded in it and gave it too his Mother. She instantly know what had happened and quietly put it back down as the boys father was in the room then.

"Huh? Whats that? Let me see that Diary" The father swaggered over...

"Its ok dear, its Allen's Diary. You know, boys that age need their privacy" she reasoned as she nonchalantly took it from his hands...

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Next fragmented Dream:

I dreamed that I was an opera singer performing in a large Orchestra. Some musical people in my family were there and I was trying to impress them with my voice. I had to sing some songs that I hadn't sung before....

In this one, I'm on a road with my friend and we're have just come from a party. Now, we are trying to hitch hike to a nearby cricket match!

we try and flag down a few cars with no success, then two more guys hike up the road and join us. Some more thumbing at cars and a truck pulls over with room for us all. We pile in the truck.

One of the guys is worried about losing his stuff in the truck and the driver tells him not to worry. Then, we talk about a few different topics including inflation of products like....bottled water! We yarn with the driver about how the price of bottled water has gone up due to inflation from this amount....to this amount!

Arriving at the cricket match, we pile out of the truck and walk down. My friend is auditioning to join the cricket team or something like that. He goes out to bowl on the field while we watch, then something weird happens.

I'm seeing him bowl from the perspective of two other senior members of the cricket team, a guy and lady. Its like I'm watching their imagination in my own dream mind.

The senior cricket lady watches him bowl and sees a super sexy strong athlete. She admires his long hair ( was't that long ) and gives it a extra sheen and also adds more muscle definition.

The senior guy in charge of the team watches him bowl and well, his imagination is boosting my friends bowling skills! In this guys mind, some of my friends ball actually curve in mid air and one actually bounced twice in the opposite direction before landing in the middle of the stumps. Weird right?

Of course, my friend was accepted into the team and he thanked me for my support. haha

So in the continuation from the last dream, Some type of humanoid Alien had saved me from earth which was self-destructing and I was now in a space vessel orbiting Earth.

The alien was discussing with me about his different ideas and thoughts of how to save earth, undo what had happened, reverse time etc etc. Stuff, I don't quite remember. The alien had developed a clone of me which was in a 'regeneration' tank.

Apparently, the clone was being used to try and help with extracting my memories of the events which happened but wasn't working. So the Alien now wanted to try something else.

He showed me this headset device which straps over my head and instructed me to imagine being back in the memories of the disaster. Then, the device would record my memories and project them onto an outside screen in his laboratory.

So, I put this device on my head, a little worried about the radiation. The alien re-assured me that it wasn't a problem.

All was black at first, then I could start to see flashes of my memories of the previous dream. Very weird. Next, I'm back in the previous dream and I literally re-play the dream, with only a few 'idiosyncrasies' and differences.

Feels weird to have re-played the dream later in the night in a Alien spaceship with a VR like headset strapped to my head!

I dream that earth has been in a large catastrophic war, not sure who between. I'm standing up on a mountain with brother E near a large city looking at the effects of the war.

The war has created a plague of black 'corruption' that is constantly spreading out and over the planets crust causing major tectonic plate splitting, earthquakes and general mayhem.

Realizing that humanity is doomed, we take off down the mountain in our car to have some last minute 'fun'. We zoom around at top speed dodging cars, people and the odd pocket of black corruption floating in the air, a precursor to the disruption of the crust.

At one point, we go inside a house that has a meeting of young people taking place. Meals are being served and the youth are discussing the disaster. We act cool and try and fit in...

back outside we zoom off out of the city and decide its time to suicide. Somehow, we had gotten our hands on some kind of nuclear material in the shape of a gas cylinder. I graciously let my brother, E go first and he kneels over the cylinder while I gas him with the intense radiation.

Just before I do it, something stops me and the dream blacks out...

The next dream in the next dream REM cycle is a continuation of this dream, it seems.

I dream that I'm in a flying vehicle. Not sure if it was a Helicopter or a UFO type vessel.

I'm in a squad of around a dozen soldiers and we're about to drop out of the aircraft down to a frozen, snowy Island where we'll do a scouting patrol run around the perimeter of the Island.

We drop down out of the aircraft into a frozen wasteland of ice, snow fighting off the cold wind with white colored winter army gear with military weapons.

I'm second in command, the leader of the group is a tough blond haired mature woman. I feel a deep sense of loyalty to her no matter what. I plod in her footsteps determined to not miss a step, fall behind or tire.

Seeming to realize why we're here I walk up beside her and faintly whisper to her out of the corner of my mouth...
"Are we here to kill them all? I'm ready, just do the signal" She knows who I'm referring to and whispers faintly back without turning her head, "No but good observation. We'll wait until they start attacking us and then we'll kill them."

In order to save those loyal to us in our squad, she'll wait until that attack us and then we'll kill them while saving those who attack us.

I nod my head in approval and we trudge on...

23 feb
Out with the buddies & girls at a place that looks far near a beach. In a restaurant with wood and windows, looks like dawn outside. Friends bring 6 pack they don’t want, considering drinking it if they don’t but need to study. We were having brunch, we move over to a larger long table that has a medium and looks like it’s seating around 15 people. Bill comes up to $115 per person? I’m trying to drink al the leftover beers but realize there’s nothing. Everyone’s freaking out as we rush in like. Everyone’s dressed nice. Im in line for fuck knows why and we’re near the front as the frat kids scuttle behind us in a mob. lines veering around a small ascend. Security heavy, the lady gestures toward me and says you can’t wear that black blazer; he doesn’t like that. Friends tell me it’s the line to meet and greet Elon musk. I take off my blazer and am wearing white collared shirt and white slacks. Apparently I don’t look nice enough, I look at friends and they’re dressed just as decent. Ag is wearing a plaid skirt that’s very contemporary. I say fuck this I don’t know or care who or the hell Elon is and sit aside, watch the line from and exit on a stair/4 and vape. drunk asian man rushes outside with door open and pisses, security glaring at him as they poke their heads out. I grab my coats and cuddle with them. Ones too big and baggy and purple.

24 feb
The same place as yesterday, but I were sight seeing with family this time
Trying to get away from family and sister as they’re becoming a nuisance and they’re looking at empty town houses, looks like we’re in a big rustic city. I wander off to go to a pub to grab a pint
Too many people, looks like frat kids shoulder to shoulder again. I make my way towards back patio outdoors. Seems the friends are all outside in another long table seating a lot of people. See our big gay boy and try to maneuver over railing but the waiters glare and friends say they tried but to just go around. I do and sit. Go to bathroom across a 50m grass field I don’t know why and see gal. We chat. I don’t remember where the afternoon took us.

WBTB when F left for work. As I got back in bed I thought briefly about LDing but didn't MILD or anything. I relaxed and drifted, but right before I slipped out of consciousness I snapped back into awareness and began to feel the waves of vibrations. I was having the transparent eyelids effect and could see I was in a replica of my room. I had some expectation of SP/RA since I've had a few pretty spooky instances of that lately when I've MILDed (or sometimes when awaking from a DILD). However none came, and I started drifting up and to the right. I relaxed and let myself go.

Slowly I floated over to one of the walls and when I felt my dream body was free, I pushed off the wall onto the floor and walked down the hallway. I said "lights" and hoped that would work but it rarely does and didn't. I decided to do the thing that almost always fucks up my WILDs and phase through my window, hoping that that would be more successful than walking through my almost pitch-black apartment. This time instead of trying to phase through the curtains (which I always do for some reason), I pulled back the curtains and phased through the glass. It was double-paned with about six inches of separation between the two, so I thought I may have trouble getting through, but I decided to expect it to work, and it did.

Outside seemed like my apartment grounds at first, but it became clear that I was in the quad of my old college campus. I floated down (my whole body was engaged, it was a nice and quite physical dream, with some light gravity). I aimed my fall and landed on a nice bush, grabbing it with my hands and balancing myself on it with my feet, before I dropped to the ground. It was still night, and everything was lit by tall streetlamps along the path. One of them had its box cracked open, with the plastic exposing lots of thin red and blue wires. I walked along for a bit and then woke up.

#524

I don't quite recall this perfectly nor am I sure what triggered lucidity but I'll try to put the pieces together.

I think how it started is with me noticing something about a FA making me wonder if I was dreaming. I do my fave RC, the nose plug, and announce that I am dreaming. Something about saying that and it being true filled me with that old feeling of amazement and wonder. Every time I say this throughout the rest of the dream I am filled with the same feeling.

I don't do much because I keep falling back into FA but somehow I keep catching on to it. I don't know how many time I work up to realize it was a dream but I feel like it happened a lot. Maybe that's a false feeling but it seems true.

I remember that at some point I watch a dream materialize from darkness. I rub my hands together and examine them for stability. I look around at several people staring at me. It looks like I am in a classroom. I tell them all that I am dream. All of this is a dream. You are in a dream. Some look at me with blank expressions some of them look at me like I am crazy. I tell them I will prove it by putting my finger through my hand. It almost works but doesn't quite get there. I try to think of it as reaching through empty space. I doesn't quite work to my satisfaction. I tell them maybe this is a bad example.

I recall another time of trying to phase through a glass or mirror.

At one point I clap my hands for stability and am momentarily fooled by an FA. I realize I have been moaning (perhaps not I don't know. I have recorded myself on my sleep app moaning so who knows lol). I think I must have woke my wife. She tells me I was clapping and talking in my sleep. Then I think nope this is typical FA stuff. I never act out my dreams. I relax and see a kaleidoscope of psychedelic geometry and color. I enjoy this for as long as it lasts. I don't know how long. Maybe I lost lucidity for a moment. Maybe not.

I now I am walking someplace. I explore my surroundings. I don't quite recall what it was. I continue to tell people I am dreaming but they don't respond. I don't really care. There was more but I forget.

I finally wake up for real ( I think) and I feel uncomfortable so I roll to my side. I am confinement I'll renter the dream state lucidly but unfortunately I don't recall anything after that.

So this was a dream where I had Control of Letters As input For Hyper potential

So this dream I couldn't tell if I were first person or third person
all I can remember when I became Lucid there Was A Melting
Red ooze that kept oozing a burning red ember that would
Slash a strand into a web shoot then A stranded Web then I would
wake up very bored trying to pinch Dull the Strand then evaporate into nothingness

Date of Dream: THU 14 FEB - 2019



Dream No. 540 - Separated Sections

Dream 540 A - The DreamViews Conference
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was laying down on my bed and FireFlyMan (FFM) from the DreamViews forum was sitting on the other end of it. In the part of my bedroom where the main cabinet was supposed to be, this was replaced with a space where there was a conference being held for all the members of the DreamViews community. The stage was made out of an elegant wood, the background being pitch black empty matter but when an impressive sign of the DreamViews name and logo in vivid yellow and pink neon light strips.

The person that was hosting this conference was gab and rather than being an actual person, she seemed to be more of caricature in which her face wasn’t revealed. She had long brown hair and was wearing a long elegant, glittery fuchsia ball gown. The rest of crowd were just other random caricatures that were lingering all around the tables and were either wearing suits or ballgowns depending on whether they were a guy or a girl.

Me and FFM were not at the conference though as we were spectating from the bed. I tried to sit up so I could see what was happening whenever I did this, I ended up blocking FFM’s view. He got all angry at me and told me to move. Whenever I lay down though, I couldn’t see. Still, no matter how many times I tried to sit up and have a look, FFM wasn’t having any of it and so I had to sacrifice my view to keep him sane.

Later on in the dream, I was wondering around the rest of the house. My dad was talking to me and apparently there was this lady that had been cleaning our house but not in a way that the family wanted her to do it. This lady was stripping the house of everything, even it’s furniture! And she was going to leave absolutely nothing except the floors…

I went across into my grandma’s bedroom and indeed there was absolutely nothing in there except the plastered carpet. The bed had been taken out, the cabinet, the contents of the wardrobe, you name it! Apparently my family had told the lady to stop but she was insistent and my family still wanted to be respectful because we were the customers and she was providing a service. I thought it all chaos was going to break loose and I couldn’t control it, I needed to get out of this house; but my family (including me) were trapped.

I envisioned that 18-Volt would come and he’d fly me out a window. Back to the reality of the dream, I called out for 18-Volt but there was no response. I tried calling further but I realised that my voice wasn’t as loud as it could be. I went out into the kitchen, continuing to call for him. There wasn’t any phlegm present but there was some slight backlog in my throat that I can’t necessarily describe.

Down the stairs I went to continue my search and this time, I tried to also look and maybe even imagine him appearing. I called out again though and then there was a slight deviation in the scene of the dream. Apparently I mentioned that I had four dreams left to try and get him. A bar popped up on the bottom left-hand corner of my view and a green dot would appear, signifying which dream I was at. As I was currently in the “first dream”, there was only one green dot. Though as I kept calling for 18-Volt, the scene flickered and then another green dot appeared.

The bar was now full with four green dots which meant I was at the fourth dream, with the last chance to be able to try and reach him. I thought to myself that since calling wasn’t working, I would try and remain quiet and see what would happen. I looked over to the door to the garage, hoping that it would open and he would come walking in; nothing of the sort happened. Rather, I got that tingly sensation like the dream was trying to kick me out. The more focused I became, the more the sensation. Eventually, I woke up at 7:20 AM for the bathroom.

Dream 540 B - Ridiculous Assignment
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in the garage of my house and there seemed to be girls from my old high school in there as well, all in variations of the summer uniform. There was also a teacher in there, Ms. Gar. There were a bunch of computers set up on this massive desk in which we were supposed to use to complete our assignment. I went to one of the computers but unfortunately the one I was using had an absolutely blurry screen.

For what we supposed to do, I had absolutely no idea and so I decided to look and see what everyone else was doing. I could see that people were using PowerPoint as well as some other program I can’t remember the identity of. I decided myself that I was still going to do some random script writing on PowerPoint but I was actually still clueless. It only hit me what the assignment was about when I saw MH put a huge structural model of something onto one of the upper shelves.

I realised that we were supposed to make a model of an ideal Amino that we wanted to create. I was ashamed now as I did absolutely nothing and only now, ideas came flooding into my head about what I wanted to do. I figured I wanted to create an Amino about dreaming. My model was going to be of me and 18-Volt. One one side, I would have a cutout of me standing in what was 18-Volt’s ideal world and on the other side would be a cutout of 18-Volt standing in my ideal world.

Ms. Gar. came around and said that the session was over for her today, so I came up to her and asked if I could finish my assignment at home, assuming we had a week to get it done. She became quiet, showing disappointment in me. She said that the assignment was due now and I became shocked. She said that she wanted to take us all somewhere on Friday but because I didn’t get mine done, I couldn’t go, she was also crying as she said this. I asked her, “Can I get it done tonight and hand it in tomorrow?”. She said she wasn’t going to be there.

I drooped back into the main part of the garage, disappointed and feeling somewhat stupid. I went over to the sheets of paper and only now read what the assignment was about. I then ended up on Brady Road and was walking home still in the state I was in when I was in the garage. As I was slowly going over the freeway bridge, I felt a hand being placed on me as a familiar voice sighed and then said “I’m sorry you didn’t get your assignment in on time”, sounding concerned and as if they felt it was partially their fault for some reason.

I stopped and turned around to notice that it was 18-Volt but he was oddly in a grey-scale colour palette but still, a valid appearance, half way between his Warioware Twisted and Warioware Gold form. I got the hint that he wanted to take me somewhere and so I let him show me where he wanted to go. Just like in real life, there were heaps of cars rushing up and down the road, so 18-Volt took me by the hand and helped me cross the road. I noticed that we were going to the park at the other side of the road.

When we got there, we just had some time to breathe and took in the sights for a little while. Eventually, 18-Volt and I went to one of the benches and sat there. I sensed that 18-Volt suddenly had an idea. He got up and stood just in front of the bench. Although he was only 1.5x taller visually, my mind made me believe that he was a lot taller and so I actually stood up on the bench for this next stunt. I was going to jump off the bench and 18-Volt was going to catch me, then locking me into a hold.

The first time I jumped and he caught me, I sensed it was too low compared to usual. I asked him to put me down so we could try again, also stating to try and catch me a bit sooner. The second time I attempted the jump, 18-Volt caught me in the blink of an eye and I was now in a higher, more comfortable position, being able to perch my head on his shoulder like usual. Once he locked me in and I was ready, we walked off and the dream changed to another scene.

We were now in the foyer of some hotel and I could tell that he was going to take me for some elevator practise. He then told me though that he knew an elevator that would be more ideal than the current ones. He went to a mirror and actually jumped through it, ending us up in another area that looked like the hotel foyer but was distorted in some way. This time, he still held me inwards but I wasn’t a coward trying to bury my head into him.

He walked me up to the elevator and pressed the button for the door to open. Once we were in and the door shut, the elevator began to move in a weird way. It was vibrating rapidly and also making this very clangy, ear-bursting static noise which scared the heck out me. There was nothing we could do but wait out the episode, 18-Volt trying to keep me calm by massaging but also tightly squeezing me so I wouldn’t lose my balance and slip down. Surprisingly, I was still looking outwards, putting in a big effort to work out my fear.

When the elevator stopped jerking, both 18-Volt and I gave a sigh of relief. I said to him, “I think we’d be better off practising in a normal elevator next time”. 18-Volt agreed but he couldn’t say much as he was quite embarrassed and gave a look like he knew he’d mucked up. He then walked me out and took me back to the other dimension with the supposedly real hotel foyer. It was a new scene and I was now on my own. I was talking to a distorted version of JSa’s parents. The dream then ended.



Dream 540 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 540 B
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 4 FEB - 2019



Dream No. 538 - Escape From A Vicious Cat

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in my parents’ bedroom in my old house and my cat was also in there. The cat was gradually getting more and more frequent in attacking me and I was panicking while trying to fend her off. Like usual, when I’m in a predicament, I attempted to call for 18-Volt but no matter how many times I tried, there was no response. Eventually, I thought to myself that there was something else in the dream that was stopping 18-Volt from being able to perceive me and appear, so I went of the bedroom with the cat still attacking me.

I was crying out in distress, “18-Volt! 18-Volt!”, when I came across my mum near the front door. With the cat clawing me and trying to jump me, I was begging to my mum, “please, let me call my dream friend! He’ll take the cat off my back and keep me safe!”. This time, thankfully, my mum wasn’t reluctant and she seemed accepting of the idea of 18-Volt. So I walked around the hallway in a panic with the cat still on me, and continued to call for 18-Volt.

He came out of the parents’ bedroom but he looked absolutely nothing like 18-Volt; still, his energy made me feel completely comfortable and at ease with his presence. He rather looked a lot like Heston from that cooking TV show, having the palest skin, a bald head, wearing black framed see-through glasses and a short sleeve black t-shirt, black jeans and white runners. I thought I was going to get on him but he told me not to; he said to run out of the house and not to let the cat catch up. Once we were far enough, he would pick me up then.

I ran out the front door, trying to keep up with 18-Volt who was already slightly ahead while I was also trying to keep my sights on the cat. Surprisingly, I ended up catching up to 18-Volt sooner than expected and made the daring leap right at the fence. He only noticed at the last minute and so got startled but was still able to catch me; he was actually pleasantly surprised that I got to him so early and he said something like “you’re a good girl” as he cradled me and then stuck me to his body.

As mentioned before, despite 18-Volt’s completely bizarre appearance and Aussie disposition, I was actually quite comfortable on him and ended up resting on him as he continued walking down the footpath. After a short while, he told me he was going to take me around to a few other places. One place I remember was a nice looking town where he carried me past a strip of shops and on the other side was some beautiful scenery on what was a clear sky, sunny day. I leaned my head on his shoulder as I faced towards the road, admiring the scenery as he slowly walked on. The dream then ended.



Dream No. 538
Dream Guide: 18-Volt (heavily distorted)
Lucid?: No