non-lucid

(2/18/14)

The woods are quiet this deep in and the log cabin we've set up to film in couldn't be any more tiny and rickety. I think its mildly cliche, but what's a good horror movie without its cliches? The director shouts "Action!" and I'm about to deliver my first line when an ear-piercing scream interrupts me. As cliche as that is, it wasn't written in. The next thing I know, Zombies are flooding the set and Chris Pine and I are struggling to escape the tiny, rickety, death trap in an effort to preserve our lives. Chris Pine sprints toward his motorcycle and I sprint after him because he's Chris Pine and if I'm going to die I want it to be in his arms. We reach the bike, he pulls on his helmet and hands me another which I hastily strap under my chin as he starts the bike. I manage to grab his leather jacket just as he takes off and we're speeding down the road. Behind us, a few of the set crew have made it to their cars as well and I notice a blue mini-van and a black SUV following us down the curvy forest road.

We drive for no more than 3 minutes before we come to a downed tree in the road. There's no way around. Chris Pine leaps off the bike, throws off his helmet and disappears into the tree line. I know where he's going because I can hear it too and I'm right on his heels as we surge toward the sound of water in hopes that its something we can swim across (because everyone knows Zombies can't swim). Breaking through the tree line we both stop short as a vast expanse of ocean stares back at us from the edge of a rocky beach. The rocks on this beach are huge, like boulders, and the water halfway up on all sides. We can't swim across the ocean, but we can't stay here either because the Zombies are right behind us, so as the others from the set crew stumble out of the trees, Chris Pine and I start leaping across rocks.

Being much taller and in much better shape than all of us, Chris Pine spurs into the boulder-leaping lead and we all follow suit. Young and agile, Chris Pine and I manage to make good time, but some of the older folks in the group start to fall behind. I don't want to leave them, it seems too heartless, and Chris Pine is too far ahead to notice whats happening so I call out to him, "Chris!" He stops and turns around, to my relief, and his eyes widen as he sees how much the others are struggling. I can see him trying to come up with a plan then and there and, in that moment I wonder if, when he plays Captain Kirk, he is actually acting or just being Chris Pine. Then he's leaping back across boulders to help a heavier woman scramble up the slick rock face and farther back I can see the Zombies begin flooding from the treeline not 500 meters away. "Amy!" Chris Pine is trying to get my attention and, as I turn back to look at him again, I wonder to myself why he his calling me Amy instead of by my name. Maybe he misheard me when I said it. I occurs to me that Amy is the name of my ostracized Aunt and I hope to myself this isn't Fate's way of being symbolic. Then I remember he's calling me Amy because that was my character's name in the movie we were shooting before this all went down.

My name was Amy, and his name was Vlad. I consider for a moment calling him Vlad, as he is calling me Amy, but discard the idea as it seems more natural to call him Chris because he really does look like a Chris. This, of course, all passes through my mind in a matter of seconds, and just as I am about to leap back to help Chris Pine help the woman, I freeze, Chris Pine stiffens, and the woman's eyes go wide in horror as a man farther up the beach bank and closer to the tree line gets devoured by a Zombie.

Journal Entry non-lucid #38 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I meditated before going to bed and told myself that I want to remember my dreams. I didn't hear Robert Monroe's advanced focus 10 audio. I also looked at king yoshi's new WILD guide. That is why I bumped up the water to wake up even earlier.

Dream fragment 1, 8:51pm-11:44am."":
-My cousin was in my dream and she was eating some food.
-some old man was wanted by the cops.


I got up and went to sleep which gave me a LD which I will DJ in a different entry.

Dream fragment 3, 3:31am-6:53am." Chem 120 Teacher a Critique": My chem 120 was walking showed up around my house next to a bus stop. She asked me why I wear jackets on hot days. She was right. Hot! wow it felt like 90 degrees, no clouds to cast a shade too. She also showed up in my chem 121 class and everybody was trying to look like they are doing there work to impress her.


Dream fragment 4, 3:31am-6:53am." New friends with old friends": I walked to my friend Ls and he forgot my name he called me Mr. White. I thought why would he call me Mr. White but I didn't follow up with the question. He had a lot of food all over his face. My old friend Dd was their and he joined us in the table. He looked healthy which was good.

Dream fragment 5, 3:31am-6:53am." Smoke Addiction?": I was in the living room smoking a cigarette. It felt good! It burned my lungs with every breath I liked it. My parents told me to stop and I said I couldn't. I threw the cigarette with disgust, but picked it right back up and I walked out to my backyard. I thought when did it reach this point. I conjured up a story about how I got addicted it went a little like this: I got 2nd hand smoking from school, then after that I needed a way to deal with the stress so I started smoking. I never smoked a cigarette, so it was quite a shocker, I do occasionally get 2nd hand smoking though. And I would have forgot this dream if it wasn't for a video that depicted a women smoking and I remembered it and I felt shiver down my spine. I felt the disgust I had in the dream of myself.

today i dreamt i was in captain tsubasa's mind they ended
their game against meiwa, i saw wakashimazu sitted on the grass
and i went near him, he was depressed and told him "you're a good goalkeeper"
Then i saw that video playing "Captain tsubasa drive shoot" in my head, exactly as it was on youtube.
the same music playing along when tsubasa is mad.

Fact: I started to watch this series again, maybe it's why my subconscious showed me this


Dream elements:

-captain tsubasa anime series

Technique used: ----------

hours slept: 7 hours

2.18.14 Tuesday

Last night, bed shortly after 11pm - 9:45am

11pm seems to be my magic hour for good recall.

DR 9:45am

I'm with a large group of people. Something is going on. Revolution or something similar. I'm looking for some ammo. I'm finding lego pieces, but no ammo. I know I have some BB pelets somewhere, and right now, I would be happy with them, if no real ammo.

I'm walking on a street, side by side with another person, and crowds are walking behind us. There is a guy coming towards us. He doesn't look threatening, bu we just don't know. Just to be sure, I raise my pistol so he knows that I'm vigilant and he better don't pull any crap.

I'm in a small room. Old men is on the bed. This other person I came with is talking to him, and I scoot closer as well. He seems to be the old leader of the group that we are leaders of now. He seems to be very nice, kind and benevolent.

There was a concert in the park at night and our lady peace was playing. They were playing songs from clumsy and a group had gathered to watch them perform. A girl wearing a joker hat and two other people who I couldn't see there heads were lying under a tree. They had microphones and and were singing. A camera man filmed them and the lead singer, I think his name is raine, was singing with them. Then the band left to go in a huge apartment building. It was my building I believe and I was climbing the spiral staircases but there were so many people and I was angry because they didn't even know who the band was. Somehow they were just there because they heard everybody was going to be there. I got to the top and I ran out on the rooftop of the building. Everybody was inside but I busted out if the doors at top speed and was running to jump off the top of the building because I wanted to kill myself. I face planted right before the ledge and slid to it just grabbing on in time to stop myself from falling. I laid on my back in shock and raine came out and laid next to me. He rested his head on my chest and sang a song to me as watched the stars in the night sky.

I was going about my business in this giant hotel with my barbor shop group but the only difference was I wasnt there with them I was just there. I went around talking to different random people and then I wanted to go to my room but I couldnt find my door. I knew the number of the door but not the floor. I went searching all over the place but had no luck. I finally came across a different persons door and knocked on it. It was a co-worker of mine I went in and chatted away with them and realized how much we had in common. We talked and talked and then one thing led to another and we ended up in bed. I began to freak out and so did she as we both have a boyfriend / girlfriend. We talked it over to see what we were going to do and decided to give it a while to think it over. I went to work like place for a while and my boss came over and fired me. I was shocked he had given me no reason just said please leave. I walked out and asked the security company if i can get a job with them again and they talked it over and said yes you can here is your unifiorm. I put it on and just kept working. I went out to a lake and found my coworker out there we began to talk and she was saying how she wants to be with me and that I fulfill her needs more than her current boyfriend. I was still thinking it over and couldnt give her an answer. One of her friends swam over and started saying she had to go becaues somebody was drowning in the lake next to us. But I said i would go but when i got out of the lake there was no more lake to be seen.

Random dream bits

Was in a dinnig room place being a waiter got paid in dineros or how ever you spell that I then in turn paid somebody else with it.

I was outside of an airport and there were weird planes flying around and some of them were made of a fabric like a kite but still flew fine.

1. [Non-Lucid] [Felt Aware Somewhat]
I'm in some place, the floor is made of dark old wood planks and seems wobbly.
I'm in my wheelchair and I became stuck because of 3 steps...so I thought screw it and jumped the steps, when I hit the floor my wheels felt like they buckled under the pressure , but they seemed fine as I drove away.

Side Notes:
In this dream I felt like I was actually there as if I had very low awareness, I don't think I had any control.

2. [Non-Lucid]
I think I'm in a game, something like GTA SA or IV, Me and 2 others are in this small compound, we have each picked a car.
Now we have to run away and not get caught, (It is night time, its quite dark) I decided to hide behind these houses I found so I turned my lights off and reversed out of sight.

3. [Non-Lucid]
I'm on a coach, I'm inspecting the seat in front of me (Its facing sideways, Its light gray, I take note that it has no armrests, I thought it would be cool to sit there to see better through the windscreen).

Not sure if its the same dream but, Me, Mum and a few others find a restaurant so we enter, upon entering I notice the carpet (Very faded, ^ shaped patterns colored various colors), We turn left and walk over to a low table and sit down.
We are eating something, I don't know what.

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Possible dream signs:
Mum, Stairs

bedtime 01:30 (late late late! argh)

+ my right foot was stuck in the mouth of a walrus

+ (memorable long one!) my search for my former colleague AG at some company led me through a golf driving range, creepy dark underground claustrophobic pipes/rooms, an Indian restaurant where I was the only customer (I left and returned immediately and the waiter had removed all the tables in the room, "wow he's fast!" I thought), a dangerous equipment testing ground (run by AG's group, his group is playing a prank on me leading me around on a hunt to find them) where they burn the equipment at high temperature (I want to get out of there fast), an encounter with a creepy but buxom and sexy succubus doing her best to tempt me into her lair (it was close but her B/O turned me off as I got close, I took control then and asked what her story was, it turned out she had been badly burned), attempting to escape the island in a car via the only road out past corrupt police in the pay of the company, climbing over glass backyard fences, and finishing at a beautiful sea-side scene where I thought I saw a manatee by the water but it turned out to be a palm trunk, and where I had outsmarted some mid-level drug dealers landing in a boat and battled hand (me) versus knife (him) with their leader, falling through a glass ceiling and crying blood tears (falling down in front of me) in order to protect our eyes.

I asked the succubus (this is my waking term for her, in the dream she was just a creepy/sexy woman trying to lure me to her). I'm thinking "why not?" kind of mesmerised by her very large chest, and as I'm coming in to her I catch a whiff of quite strong body door, which snaps me out of my desire, I take control at that point, and start asking her questions, "so what's with you? Why are you here? Were you hurt? Were you sick?". and as I get closer to her she unwraps her (black, kind of fishnet-stocking-like clothing), and shows me the burns on her head and torso. She slinks off into her inner lair still beckoning to me but I don't follow, I know the results will be bad.

With the drug dealer he unwraps the delivery from my team and only about 4 packs (of drugs presumably) fall out, he says "hey where's the rest, there usually is 20!?", I'm smug I know my team has earned money at this mid-level dealer's expense, the drug kingpins are waiting on the shore (this guy's team is in a boat approaching the shore) for the delivery, he comes out brandishing a knife and we fight.

late morning BTB:
Very awake at about 7:30-08:00. Uncomfortable in all positions. Start daydreaming, hoping to drift off into dreams again, too alert, daydreaming gets too stimulating, I think about getting out of bed for the day, I decide no, "you have to want it like you want to breathe," and I want more chances at lucidity, so I gather my will and clear my mind and relax, and soon I'm asleep again!

+ in a house with some friends, having cocktails before bed, joining a middle-aged woman in a robe heading to the living room, "why not, as long as there are snacks" I say, I'll have a cocktail or two, the snacks might be dim-sum, there's not much left.

+ there was a halloween celebration, some adults, some kids, I think about shooting something into a basket hanging from the ceiling like basketball, I don't as it might break the baskets, I think it would be rude to seduce the daughter of my hosts after they've shown me such hospitality, I just flirt with her lightly.

+ someone sees a picture I'm holding including a high school friend (real one), they tell me he has become a University professor, I ask "in Chemistry?" they say yes, I find that a false memory friend ("Andy Grove", actually is a real guy, the former CEO of Intel) has become a professor in Computer Science, I visit his office and see his nameplate, people are complaining that new office equipment required them to throw out all old, incompatible equipment and replace it with new, compatible equipment, I see someone taking away an armload of the old equipment.

+ sitting next to a man at a restaurant at his table, there are lots of open tables nearby, I'm thinking something about this man, I think I visited his table before.

+ a recliner bed had been broken /burned. I witnessed the burn up close lying on the ground, there was small smoke/fire, I see two thin black horizontal burn marks running the entire front of the bed/couch, we go looking for the maintenance guy, we find him holding garden shears (golden?), he comes and fixes it by putting in a long 2x4, the bed used to recline individually half-and-half but now with the long board in it it will only recline as a whole unit.

Morning of February 18, 2014. Tuesday.



The environment in this dream starts out in an atypical and ambiguous location. It is the southwest corner of the living room on Duffy Street. It is different in that a bed is in the space. Also, there is the area from my sister’s older living room in Wisconsin (Loomis Street), as well as the front hallway and porch of our Barolin Street house. Such composites are very common for me (although as I said, this particular one is atypical) but always seem very unusual and “obvious” in afterthought - as the sleeping mind never picks them up in my experience other than rarely. As such, the compass points are usually rendered nonviable or pointless (pun intended). This time I have included the implied compass points in each (more focused) part of the composite (in the image) to note the diversity.

What I have noticed here is that the Australian parts of the composite are compatible in orientation although the American section is reversed to the others (regarding real life orientation). This is probably not a “rule” but does seem more common than not. Sometimes I think that composites of this nature are not that important - the mind just mashes everything together just to make a jury-rigged “stage” for more important concerns. However, in the past, I have discovered, of course, all other types of composites (including common composite precognition) are very meaningful in the nuances of hybrid aspects. For the most part, I have not quite worked out the higher aspects of locational mashups in some dreams with more atypical superimpositions (as this one) relating to memory, though I have in others. I do believe such things are important in other levels of continuity, just more elusive than most. (For example, my sister has just passed away recently, yet her “living room” is the only composite facet of this dream).

Why is our bed located in the additional living room and near the entertainment center’s shelf (which was on the opposite side of the living area in real life - my computer setup had only been there in reality)? Perhaps because even though we can be “at rest”, we are still “living”. This may be related to the black male ghost who also sleeps in our bed (who does not know he has died) at times. Regarding the Barolin porch, this was a huge porch (and enclosed with beautiful stained-glass “church windows”) compared to our present smaller fully open one. It was so large that you could look into the darkness from one side and not see the other side very clearly at night, and there was a sense of expansion. It was very good for deep meditation of the kind which actually causes sudden body-wide intense “skin pain” when even a very soft noise occurs to disrupt the state (even a leaf hitting the ground outside) - otherwise it is a very positive experience.

The somewhat athletic-appearing male that is staying with us is probably around forty at the most. At first, I do not even know he is a ghost, as he seems very much alive with a real physical body and has no “ghostly powers” of any kind. He is resting in our bed but leaves a bit later to go to work, I believe - but seems somewhat negative about the potential outcome of the day. We talk a few times and he seems friendly but somewhat sad or disappointed with recent events in his “life”. The information that he is a ghost comes later. He had been staying with us for about a week or so with his young daughter (who is alive, by the way). His wife is also alive, but not a direct character in the dream. There is a photograph of her seated on a large sailboat. I am not sure how he died. It seems he may have died while saving his wife and daughter from drowning. The daughter sits at a table with my sister (who I believe is still alive in the dream) and is also looked after by my wife.

This scenario seems ambiguous. If the wife is still alive and knows her husband is gone, why would the living daughter now be with the father’s ghost - and at a stranger’s house at that? Near the later stages of the dream, there is debate about whether we should tell him that he has actually died or wait until later on, relative to his “readiness” in learning of this.

In the most vivid scene, I am on the Barolin porch part of the composite home and the male suddenly appears, in much smaller form (only the top of the head first appearing), appearing from near the doorway of the hallway, rising up from the floor and becoming his normal size once he has finished rising from the floor as he is seemingly walking naturally (while rising) that whole time. (This reminds me somewhat of the scene from an old Casper comic book but greatly enhanced - where a very small timid ghost suddenly grows to giant size to scare someone and then returns to normal later on. The implications are nothing like the dream scene, though, but somehow “triggered” in memory as such. There is also a sort of “reversal” of this from another Casper comic where I believe an ogre gets smaller and smaller with the implication he is going faster in his escape.)

The man’s daughter had seemed happy. I am not sure how she views the situation or if even she knows her father is a ghost. Even though he had risen from the floor while changing size, I still do not think he knows he is a ghost. I believe he is somehow going into a different realm, thinking he is still living his life as before while there. Perhaps the task is to have the daughter back with the living mother and reveal to the male that he may move on (fully) into the spirit realm, whatever/wherever that may be.

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I found this dream very interesting, i was at a big hall, and played some kind of sport with my team and against another team. There was balls on the floor, green and red. I was playing for the green side. There was really many balls on the floor, and the mission was to protect our balls, the green ones to not reaching the basketball hoop. And our mission was of course to take the red balls and throw them in the basketball hoop to get a score. I don't think we won actually.

But after the game, everyone was going to take a shower. There was a blue design, and very modern kind of showers and the rooms. Someone on the other team told me that i should be glad that he isn't that stupid outside of the game. I was going to get my towel, but i had like 10 of them in my bag lol. I was kind of lost in this big hall, and the dream kind of faded here, BUT
it wasn't over yet. I saw a girl in the hall, and the dream changed. It's hard to explain the rest, but i was some kind of "Lost boy" and i saw a family that noticed me. There was 2 girls in the family that talked about me, one of them was pretty cute, and i didn't really care about the other one. And the dream faded and i got another interesting one!

The dreamometer
I was talking about dreams in the dreams with someone, and i saw a meter that began to fill, and we said that we only had this time to dream on, like that's what the memory could handle before the dream fades. When the meter was full, my sister entred the room irl and woke up kind of interesting

18.02.2014

Lavaland RPG: Join my party or get hung! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in some sort of RPG like videogame and have bunch of people in my party. We are in some kind of lavaworld.
A giant white bone as big as a multistory building stood in front of us, pointing at the sky. I think it was a rib.
On top of it were 3 bad guys and the lava beneath it was slowly rising (which appearently had something to with a Slayer song. I don't know..)
Slowly the rib became the only place not covered by lava so we climbed up.
We somehow made it to the top where the 3 bad guys are and I tried to convince them to join my party. One of the guys fell down into the lava at some point. The other 2 didn't want to join my party.

I opened some menuscreens and used them to improve a skillpoint of one of the bad guys or I gave him an item, I'm not sure. Somehow it did make him be a member of my party though.
I checked his inventory which worked like the inventory in Minecraft. He had a lot of useless single blocks in there and I remember he had a nether block, a pickaxe and raw materials to make more pickaxes.

Someone of my party asked what to do about the last bad guy. Someone said "hang him".
A tutorial window popped up to tell me how to hang a character.
The same guy that suggested the hanging said: "Just do some stuff, choose a songfile to play while he gets hung and done."
I close the tutorial windows and another one appears to browse my music files.

18.02.2014

Gary's Old Yoyos (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

On some kind of a busy train station.
Some bearded guy shouts: "What happened on my train?"
A bunch of men shouted in union: "Gary's old yoyos!"
The bearded guy repeats it calmly as if he's not surprised: "Gary's old yoyos...."

Wat?

Journal Entry non-lucid #37 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I meditated before going to bed and told myself that I want to remember my dreams. I heard Robert Monroe's intro to focus 10 audio but I fell asleep before finishing it. The influence for the anger part of my dream had to do with church. My friend got me angry and a little kid got me angry by screaming into my ear while I was sitting down. This is not my typical monday dream recall. Since there was a holiday I slept in.

Dream fragment 1, 11:11pm-3:47am."":
Something about bullying.
English 1C teacher was a student in my school. He wrote some sort of book.
This guy warned me that I was getting ripped off by these two guys, one of which is Mark Dice.

I got up and watched some motivational clips again read a bit about LD and ate some food because I am hungry. I made myself cereal this time. I tried listening to Robert Monroe's audio again but shortly went in and out of consciousness. Until i realized I was doing this I wasn't really sleeping.

Dream fragment 2, 4:31am-8:17am." Angry at teacher": I found myself on a motorcycle, inside of an Airport that looked like the one form GTA IV. I stopped at the helicopter landing zone. I sat down in the meditation posture by crossing my legs, and began to meditate for some reason. This guy came into the airport with his futuristic motorcycle. He did a wheelie and the front wheel transformed and disappeared. He jumped off the motorcycle by doing some aerodynamic flip. He landed with one knee on the floor and one hand touching the floor with his fist, it looked cool. The motorcycle didn't fall though, it remained motionless, but it accelerated on same spot. It drove itself off and he called it back with a push of a button.

Still in a meditative posture I tried to concentrate again. This time I saw different people from my school especially the math lab flock to my location. I got up because I didn't like the idea of meditating as a form of show off. I found this store and my Calc III math teacher wrote some stuff down on paper, he told me it was attendance. I briefly looked at it and saw someone's name, which was good enough for me to confirm the truth. My math teacher asked me if I could go deliver the attendance to the office for him. He warned me that I have to deliver it to the door and not give it to the person. I said sure and left to go find the office.

As I walked to the office, which resembled my old high school pathway, I saw a friend from Eng 1A, Aa. I also saw a much more attractive version of her, which I assumed was her sister. I looked at the sister smiled flirtatiously and said hi completely forgetting about Aa. I walked inside the office and I saw them again but this time from a different angle, Aa saw me and she smiled and said hi. I sat next to a table right next to them. I asked them, "didn't I just see you guys right before I walked inside the building?" They looked completely confused, all of them said no. I told them Dejavu. I started talking to the fictional character, Aa's sister, Aa got mad and left. I said bye to her sister and left. I was lost once again. I showed back at the table and I found CA which is a girl that was ignored in the dream and is ignored in waking life. I asked her about the attendance office. She said she could take me. As we walked along this pathway it started to rain on us. I realized I am going to be late to class so I said bye to her and departed from her. Even though I ran in a hurry I was aware of my surroundings. I saw this wooden light house stair case, pretty old wood, eaten by years of hard rain. It smelled like old wood that has grown fungus on it. I don't remember if I made it to the attendance office but next thing I knew it I was inside my classroom.

I entered the class room while teacher was teaching. I squinted to see who the teacher was, it was my Calc III teacher again. I thought that's weird this was not the class room I thought I would be in. I didn't follow through with my reasoning because I was too caught up with the plot and if it was not a dream I don't want to be standing around looking at my hands. The classroom was indeed a strange one it was a blend of my high school arts and crafts class and something else. I found a seat to sit in, which was also the only seat. This kid said I don't usually sit here. I said yeah that is true, I laughed at first. I picked up my stuff and came to realize that was the only seat. I told him I am going to sit there. He had his back pack on it and didn't want to give it up. I got mad and picked up his backpack and threw it. I tried to reasonably explain to him that I am going to sit there. My teacher got mad and yelled, "SHUT UP". I got angry, but not without reason and I said, "YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP, I was only late because I was delivering your stupid attendance". He told me he doesn't care and told me to leave his class room.

Dream fragment 3, 4:31am-8:17am." Angry again, at student": I only say that this is a new dream fragment because I forgot the whole dispute with my teacher.Well the dream started with me inside of my Calc III class. I had my original seat or so I believed I did. My teacher was teaching and I was taking notes. I wasn't aware of what I actually wrote though. This guy sat in front of me and tried to annoy me. He kept turning around and touching my stuff. I told him to stop touching my stuff. I thought about George Carlin's joke about stuff for a split second, but it only amused me for that very second. I told him to stop touching my stuff and for him to mind his own business. He wasn't listening so I forced him to turn around by grabbing him by the neck and turning him. He thought it was funny. I got angry and put my hands in a knuckle with my middle finger slightly sticking up while still bent though. I forced it into the back of his spine rubbing his spinal cord with my knuckle and he fell to the floor begging me to stop. I stopped but the teacher was finished with his lesson and I missed some of it. My teacher left pretty quickly. While outside people asked me why I did that, some asked me how I did, where is the weak spot locate. I didn't care to respond to much of them. I went back to my teacher's office, which looked nothing like his office. It looked more like a normal accounting office not a math teacher office. Well he was eating lunch, and I didn't want to disturb him so I was heading out. He signaled me to come and I did. This women brought me a seat and sat right in between us. She was saying, "hmm" after I said something. I thought that is weird. I told the teacher that I didn't mean to hurt the guy but he was distracting me from school work. I pleaded my case by bringing up the fact that I normally take notes when teacher is talking. He smiled then laughed and said don't worry about it.

Dream fragment 4, 4:31am-8:17am." Weird Costume": I was in a store. I imagined what it would be like to have super powers. I saw this dragon and it had the whole galaxy on it. I saw stars and universes inside of it. I saw some sort of bird wrap it's wing around it. I had some weird costume on. It was blue and pink and a little purple. I don't remember the super powers I had. Oh yeah I also met spider man.

2.17.14 Monday

Worked 6-10am. Got home, tried a nap around 1pm, but fell asleep, almost. Tried another one at 3:15pm - 4:50pm

DR:
I'm working in this office. There is not much work to do, so I goof off. One time, I float into bosses office with my luch on a plate. He is not happy. Another time, I do something similar.

Then I'm WILDing. Dont remember the first 2, but after each, I tell someone, who is right there. Third one, I'm just standing there with others, talking. I feel like I have another WILD in me, from the way my head feels full. So I just close my eyes and concentrate. Sudennly I see others through closed eyes. I'm moving backwards while standing up, as if someone held me under my arms and was dragging me backwards. I rush back to them and tell them again.

Another person in the office is telling me just to give up, because he is going to be office manager anyway. He got into that office just days sooner than I am, so I'm pissed, that I won't have a chance. I tell him, if he wan't to give up managaerial post without fight, he is welcomed to it. But I'm gonna fight for it.

Some ladies just came for second shift, and they ar happy to see that I have been hired.

There's a kid who's gone down to the docks and started talking to a homeless woman there. He's already seen the events that are about to happen, and he wants be sure he's near her at a certain moment. She's fishing with a stick with a string tied to the end of it. She says to the kid she's "not fishing, just putting out bait."

There's a private party, all women, that's rented out the restaurant at an inn. There's some drama going on and the cook got stressed out and overwhelmed, he took a break in the garden out back and someone else, the former cook, is filling in. He's not human; he's something large, bulbous, vaguely frog-like. At the moment, the human girl acting as a waitress is standing in front of him saying "Um... um... um..." and he suggests what she's trying to say - that the other cook's just about recovered, so it's okay for him to go now - and when she nods gratefully, he takes off his apron and lumbers off. The boss, an elfish creature, walks over to him. In the boss's POV now, I say to him, "You knew staying here would change the way she sees things." That is, the illusions that make the humans see us as human were bound to eventually stop working on her. "Why didn't you say something to her before now?" He sort of grunts.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a little girl who's seen a glimpse of a woman in her house that no one else saw. As a disembodied observer, I'm thinking she reminds me of the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home, although this one's not particularly old, and she may or may not have a face. I like her. Now the girl's in the bed that she shares with her sister, both of them under the covers, except for her hand. She feels a touch on her hand, snatches it away under the covers, and asks her sister if that was her. The answer is no. The girl peeks out from under the covers and sees that there's no one there. But the moment she puts her head out from under the covers to look around, the rest of the covers are ripped off the bed, and the woman, who was standing by the head of the bed out of sight, says "Finally."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A man's holding a vial of some kind of virus. He's meant to add a second vial holding some blue liquid to it for some plan that's about to be carried out, but there's something wrong - this isn't the fake that had been prepared, it's the real virus. What happened to the fake? The scene changes briefly to show it back at the lab, where the real virus should be. I switch to the POV of that man with the vial and decide we're going to have to go ahead with the plan, it just means that what we're about to do is less of a bluff than I'd like. I add the blue substance to the vial. Something red like blood forms on the top as the two substances mix.

In a scene I think of as "Five days in," a man is meeting up with someone named Hugh. Hugh's sitting on a dock with blood around his mouth, one arm slung casually over his dog, greets him with "Hey man," and generally is completely relaxed and sees nothing wrong. The man meeting him is bothered by seeing 'immortals so much older than me' losing control.

A fragment involving a city made out of pieces of every road built in the past century.