non-lucid

Total sleep: 9 hours
Daytime Techniques: None
Techniques to get Lucid: N/A
Recall Techniques: DJ
Fell Asleep: 7am

Dream Title: The package
Dream:

I am running between tents in an extremely busy campsite. In my hand is a package, that is quite small. Quickly, I run in and out of the tents that are there as I spot my brother nearby. 2 people are chasing him because they think he has the package. He is running from my right across to my left and as we meet in the middle, the people see that I have the package and I know they are after me now. Sneakily, I throw it up in the air and my brother catches is and carries on running. We manage to trick them and they continue to follow me.

I keep running and I eventually come to the youth centre. Running around the back, I blend in with people there. I make my way to the back door and step inside. Luckily, some of them know what’s happening and open a door to my left which leads to a bright white basement that is awkward to get to because you have to use a badly placed ladder. I feel really excited like when you play hide and seek and you’re trying not to be seen. The people tell me when it’s safe to come out, so I step outside. They are now chasing my brother again.

I sprint back to my house and my brother is there, running in circles so that they can’t catch him. Continuing past him, I head towards the house opposite us’ back garden. Without looking at my brother, I automatically catch the package that he threw and I have a good head start on them. When I get to the back garden a thought pops into my head that it’s not normal to be able to run this fast for so long, but I dismiss it and continue. The garden looks a lot like my grandma’s but to the left is a small supermarket.

Suddenly, the woman is in front of me, so I move to the left and do a wall run move, but on a tree and I get past. Halfway through the wall run, I throw the package to Adam, who is a bit ahead of me. We both carry on running to the back entrance of the shop and go inside. Slowing down to a walk, we quietly make our way through. He is on the aisle to the right of me. Banging footsteps sound near him, and the package comes flying over the top into my hands. My vision stops on the woman stood about 15 metres ahead. I sense the man behind me as well, and start to run at the woman. Trying to catch me, she jogs as well. About a metre before get to her, I drop to the floor and slide under the shelves of food stuff. As the momentum of my slide begins to stop, I rise to my feet and dive out of the window. It happens in slow motion and I can see the shards of glass as the fall.

While I’m still diving out of the window, I throw the package to my brother who is running back up the garden from my left to my right. Behind me I hear the man say something like,

“F****** hell!”

They run after him again and shortly after, a package comes through the air from somewhere. I hide it under my t-shirt, and walk back to the broken window of the shop and lay down on the floor. My thoughts at this moment are that I can act as if I’m a random person that was hurt when the window broke. Soon after, the woman comes back and asks if I am okay. I nod and say I’m not too bad, but she gives me a suspicious look as if she knows me. Suddenly we hear a vibrating noise. I look around (Like when someone whistles when they try to act natural) but we both know the package is vibrating.

As she is about to grab it I pull it out and throw it back outside and I know someone has got it. The woman then grabs her hair in frustration and does a mumbled scream thing. She then says,

“You annoying b*tch”

And walks out of the window.

Personally, I thought it was hilarious.

Awake: 8.30am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 10/15
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 7/10
Length: (how long it felt like) 20 minutes
Emotions: Excited/hyper and happy
Dream Signs/Tags: package, supermarket, campsite

Experiment night 3/7
Experiment: falling asleep while imagining a white letter “a” on area below navel (from dream yoga book). Usual effects for me – increased dream vividness and a greater chance of LD

This evening: somewhat hard to concentrate on the white “a”, some trouble falling asleep after a rather heavy meal. Nevertheless, the first dream was quite strong and detailed, perhaps about 5 hrs after sleep onset.

Dream 1: I was in what looked similar to my grandmother’s building, and it turns out this very important for me irl person, a main DC now lives. I am going up and down the stairs, in the hope that I will finally meet him along the way, but he is not there. I leave the building, standing on the stairs that lead outside, looking at a person that is walking down the street. At first I don’t recognize him, he is wearing a white hat or strange blouse, but then I finally see that it is the DCs I was waiting for. As if this were a real life situation, I try to hide my excitement of seeing him (haven’t seen him for 12 years irl) my eyes shyly looking to my left, then allowing myself to smile and going to greet him. He is being polite, greets me, and says that he hasn’t seen me for a year. “Well, it’s because I don’t live here anymore”, I reply. He makes some remarks about different countries which make no sense at all, I correct him with my knowledge, which by the way is also wrong. Then, the conversation seems to be over for him and he likes to continue on his way. “Wait, why don’t you tell me what you have been up to these days”? I really don’t wanna let him go. I pat him on the cheek the way I do with my bf. That is really strange and embarrasses me, I begin to apologise myself, and then, I do it again! I tell him that I pat my bf the same way, he reacts in some strange way, and his face starts to distort and now he has some facial features similar to my bf. I am quite worried about what he thinks about me in this dream and apologize for my weirdness again and try to change the subject. [end]

8:30 Our neighbours wake me up. I write down this dream and I decide I will try to WILD at 8:50. First WILD attempt ever. Initially, I was too alert, a lot of thoughts in my head, then I finally manage to relax with some nice thoughts. I wake up at 10:35 - WILD fail. I remember a dream but decide against writing it down because that will wake me up too much. I try DEILD. DEILD fail. I continue sleeping. BF is already up, walking around.

12:30 – I finally wake up, disappointed, and I have no recall of any dreams whatsoever. I isolate myself with my notes and want to remember. Nothing. Did I dream about a school? Yes! Finally, some fragments begin to emerge:

Dream2: This was the one immediately after the WILD attempt. It was the first day of school for the year and I am in my high school (DS). My mom is with me and I don’t like that. I try to send her away, telling her that I am going to class. She leaves the building. I have other plans too and leave the building, looking for someone familiar outside. There are fewer people than I expect. Some guys are playing, throwing a tennis ball that lands in my hands, I awkwardly toss it back, having trouble controlling my movement, it goes in the wrong direction, but they manage to catch it. I wake and know that I have failed the WILD.

Dream3: [Fragment]After watching some factories, I hear my friend DC from school (DS) tell me some arguments about China. He says that they had a country only for 80 years or something like that. He was discussing the development. I told him that he is wrong, and there had been China, for some 5000 years, though not in its present form. Tribes and clans that have come together and apart over time. I tell him that some 3000 years BC the Chinese were already highly advanced, and I refer to a pottery that exists irl (I saw on wiki December 2011), that he can check online if he doesn’t believe me. I feel guilty for arguing with such a fervor with him…

Dream4: There is some kind of international festival, where young girls wear national traditional dresses. I am looking around, and become part of an “active audience”, which is part of the set. There is a cupboard with some objects that faces the stage, rather than the audience. This is where I stand. I start messing with the objects that are placed on the cupboard. There is a miniature watch, which literally falls apart in my hands. I try to fix it, but small parts keep falling to places that I can’t even reach. I try making the watch or whatever it is stay in one place, then I hide it somewhere at the back. I look at the objects on the cupboard, I made such a mess there, I feel embarrassed, hoping that no one will notice and that this does not influence the play in any negative way. A DC woman with authority comes and looks at the mess. She doesn’t notice anything out of order and I feel relieved. She is more concerned with finding some suspicious individuals, a renaissance picture and a news article is presented to me. It tells briefly the story of three pirates, a man and two women, one of them, I identify as myself. The DC woman tells me that these are dangerous and it is possible that they are around. I become worried that she might discover my true identity, but luckily she doesn’t. The performance is about to begin. Now it is more like a theatre act than a dancing performance. I make remarks that it isn’t the plot? that people are here to follow, but rather the performance and play of actors. That’s what it is all about.

Dream5: I was talking to a DC real estate agent. He looked at the nearby river and found it really disgusting. He said that he would never live near a place like that. I agreed with him and told him that I felt sick from the river. I would rather live somewhere high up the mountains. I looked and there was a green-yellow hill with some houses on it. Some misty clouds were over the hill. I would rather live there, I thought. Then I fly/zoom over the hill, looking for a place where we could move to. I reach some kind of city suburbs, with strange buildings, not industrial, but rather they look like some past communist memorials. I remember in the dream that this was exactly the path of the processions from the day before that I saw on dream TV. (fake memory?) In front of the memorial are some Czech enthusiastic young people, they are members of a youth communist organization and seem to be celebrating. I try communicating with them in an eastern European language that I make up at the moment, something like eastern European Esperanto. [end] The movie that my bf is watching in the other room is getting too loud and I finally wake up.

Mood after Dr1 Wake: Sad
Mood after final wake: A bit irritated with myself as no LD, and initially no memory of dreams

This lucid was short but I haven't had one in a while.

My friends Sam, Moo, and Johnathan were at Sam's house and his parents weren't home. We were upstairs when his mom showed up downstairs so they went downstairs as I was laying on a bed upstairs. Finally, I got up and went downstairs but I was really tired from laying down so I was stumbling around and acting really drunk but his mom didn't seem to care. We go to his kitchen were some overweight man is serving spaghetti but it looks really old and nasty so I tell them that I'm going to go home and get something to eat from my house and the boys say they're coming with me but I yell at Moo to stay for some reason. Then Johnathan, Sam, and I walk outside and it's actually outside of Moo's house but my mind doesn't pick that up. I look up to see the sky is at ceiling level and it's made out of black and white coca-cola bubbling or something like that. Ding!

That's when I knew I was dreaming. I think 'yes this is a dream, Grey this is a dream!' trying to get the dream to get even more lucid but it still seems pretty dim, so I remember to shout "Clarity now" three times and it gets pretty clear. I look up to the sky to see it's a very vivid blue that I've only seen in other lucid dreams. The dream started spinning for no reason and I couldn't stop to stabilize it so it crashed into nothingness.

In this dream My husband and I had moved back to Bloomington, Indiana. Our kids were not there and I did not notice.

Before we even managed to get settled, an older woman (not old) but older than me (perhaps my mother's age) offered to guide me through the town in her car, and I accepted. So I separated from my husband.

I don't remember all of the tour, but it was lengthy, and I remember I got little out of it

Although at one point we stopped by the library, and a young male librarian somehow figured out I was Polish, and he spoke Polish too. He brought out lots of Polish sweets. I knew that while I could handle them, I could not eat any, even though I wanted to. I unwrapped some chocolates from their foil wrapper. I asked him where the closest Polish store was. He did not know even though he had all these candy, so he went to ask someone else, but he could not figure out the answer. I apologized for messing up (unwrapping) his chocolate candy. I tried to rewrap it, but the wrapper was no longer there. So I wrapped it in a green cloth napkin instead, and left it next to the books on a counter.

We continued the town tour in a car, but I was getting bored and tired. So I told the woman, and she seemed annoyed. I explained that we just got here into town, and I had not even had a chance to walk into my own new home yet. It became clear that even though she had picked me up close to where I lived, but she was unwilling to drop me off there. I could study the bus schedule. She had a bus schedule in the car, but I could not figure out how to read it, so I got out of the car and approached a bus stop to read anothe bus schedule there. That's when I realized that I did not know my address, nor which neighborhood we lived in or how far I was.

I took out my iPhone to try to contact my husband. An app was up, and I tried to close it, but I got an endless supply of Do you want to Exit? Prompts from this app, and hitting Exit just brought up a slightly different menu with Exit as one of the options.

I heard someone call my husband's name. I saw him approaching with a group of students. Only then I realized that it was just someone who had his name, and kind of looked like him (not really).

Somehow I made it home (either scene shift or new dream). My husband and I decided to hire a prostitute who was a friend of ours by the hour to help us unpack and improve our new home. The young woman was very excited by this assignment which was a refreshing change from her usual.

3/15/13 Friday

I'm watching Late night show Ferguson and him talking about mosquitos in Florida gave me recall of my long and detailed dream I had last night. All I remember from it, that I was visiting with someone and slept over and in the morning I opened the big glass door to outside. Didn't close the screen door either and mosquitos waiting on the screen door got inside and guy who lives there was asking who let them in.

And I just remembered another dream. This one was inspired by reading some posts in Lounge how somebodys bungholes hurt because of something rather.

So in my dream, there was a shawing razor that I disassembled, a guy, someone else and a certain person from DV with red stars. That's all I can say.

Another one - someone is teaching me how to pronounce some word.

I dreamed of normalizing numbers to enable better comparison, and plotting them on a chart.

This is actually something I am currently working on at work: an unfinished task which I shall do on Monday.

I wonder if the numbers in my dream represent something different than the numbers at work. Was this a straight dream of just working on a real life problem, and practicing it to help me do it better on Monday, or was it a reapplication of a technique from waking life to a different problem in a dream? I do not know. I do not remember anymore whether in the dream I knew what the numbers represented, I do not remember the actual numbers nor the resulting charts.

[COLOR="#800080"]I was in my bedroom watching a picture which is on my wall...And then there appeared the things with + and - with the scale of how much i want the girl in the picture to smile and then She smiled and I was like: What? Waaaait a minute..Im dreaming! And I did the nose reality check..I dont know how my sister appeared and i told her to hold her nose and she did it and then i told her:Hey youre dreaming! And she didnt had any special reaction...I tried to fly and the i flought a little..And then I tried to go outside by my window because there was a mirror on the hall and i didnt want to see myself in it..And it failed...So i told my sister : Omg we have so much things to do! Lets go outside! So we went outside(and when we was in the block hall i maked myself some clothes and i could only the shorts and i was naked on the top o-o) and It was day and I met my classmate(boy,Gabi)(they didnt look very surprised that i was naked on my top) and some other boys there which i think I know and then my mother and my dad appeard on a thing and they had like 4 red bags full of things like clothes,makeup things,food and then i asked my mom for a top and she said it was in the bag so i searched and i couldnt find it then i asked her again she searched again and she didnt found it so she gave me some money..Then i dont know how i leaved the block again and this time it was kinda nighty(The best night ever) And then i met a guy I never met in real and i was ready to jump on him saying im pregnant(Weird huh) but i just fell because he didnt catch me he looked really fasty(he wanted to get somewhere fast)..on the other block there was some red tops hanging on a thing Then i told my sister:Lets go eat! Then i entered the block and there was a BubzBeauty cooking girl :| The room was decorated in brown and brownish colors And i asked bubzbeauty to make me a Happy Meal (Because i thought it was a Mcdonalds) then she gave me some things with cheese inside and i was like wtf and then i left Then i was somewhere i dont know and i told another person to do the reality check (the nose one) and he also realised He was dreaming and then someone went to marry and i didnt saw me after then i just saw bubzbeauty then suddenly i got in my bed(in the part that i was sleeping and i couldnt move) and there was a photo the one like TOXIC and it was red with white and then there was a timer and first it appeared 15:45 and i knew it was the end of the lucid since i was going to wake up and then bubzbeauty screamed : Are you ready?! And then i looked at the timer back then it was 2:45 and then i lost the dream it faded away the things started to get fizzy and i couldnt move myself and then i woke up...![/COLOR]

Yesterday morning I did remember some dreams and tried to store them in my dream palace, but I wasn't really awake enough to make it stick, so I forgot them the next time I woke up. :/

I lost some of today's dreams, I wish I had tried to store more before they were lost. I need more practice coming up with imagery on the fly. (I can think of some now that would have been perfect!)

Dream:

I turned in homework to an old teacher (Ms S). It was two pieces of artwork. I had to cut one to a smaller size, which was a headshot of Eridan from Homestuck. I cut a little too much on one side and had to cut the other to match. When I handed them in, the other piece turned out to be Eridan too. I said the headshot was from years ago, like it was a punchline. The headshot piece starts falling apart in her hands and turns into curly fries with bacon bit pieces. She acted like that was what she figured was supposed to happen.

The scene changes.

There was some kind of aristocratic-like party going on, the style reminds me very much of From Eroica With Love, with the more grayscale coloring - including the gay aristocrat figure. There was something about a guy who found the main DC attractive, I think someone was pointing it out to him...

Fragment: Ordering coffee with someone and sitting down together.

Dream recall from today's naps, plus one from yesterday which i forgot to add into this DJ, 1 DILD from yesterday, 1 from today and 2 WILDs from today, 4 total.

Yesterday's nap:
Can't recall most of the dream but at one point i was at home near my PC, with headphones on. I started hearing binaurals and was thinking why i listening to them at that point. I took off headphones and still could hear them, thus realizing that i am dreaming. I rubbed hands and looked at the bed, which was a mistake. Shortly dream started destabilizing that there was something scratching my head. Then i was in the bed and shortly scratching resumed, i seen hand, i pulled it and it was apparently dad. Dream faded out.

Today's nap #1:
I wake up in my room and take off headphones, confirming that i am dreaming, i am about to do stabilization but dream fades out.

Today's nap #2:
Dream 1:
I am in the bed and i start hearing loud explosions, that start coming closer and closer, i open eyes, there's flashes outside and also i am lying in different position, i take off headphones and binaurals still playing, confirming that i am dreaming and i stabilize the dream by feeling the bed and rubbing hands. I stand up and start moving to balcony, field of view becomes all weird and changes as i move, becoming smaller and larger and smaller again. As i try to run for balcony door gravity becomes lower and i start moving too slow to open it. I am about to try again but dream starts fading out, i attempt to grab onto it and i am back in the bed, before i can do anything dream fades out again.
I wake up for a bit, memorize recall and go back to napping.
Dream 2:
Can't recall much of start of the dream, i was in some sort of minecraft looking game and there was some sort of battle, then i went into weird bunker with a few people and it was made out of TNT. Then someone apparently ignited the TNT and there was explosion, not all TNT exploded so obviously most of it was fake. I grabbed one block of fake TNT and started smashing it around for some reason, then when group moved i carried it with me. We moved through a few more rooms that were made from differently colored fake TNT. Dream skips.
I was home and still had block of fake TNT with me, i put it down and there was weird machine in the middle of the room that automatically cleaned up stuff that was put onto it with water and also repaired clothes. I was playing around with it for a while then went to bed. Then when i got onto it i spontaneously realized that i was dreaming, but dream instantly faded out. Then i seen some different kind of room but it was super blurry, also i heard binaurals. I was stuck like that for a few seconds then it faded out completely.

First Dream Fragment: I'm in some pizza place, and I walk up to two tables, the table on the left has a group of teenagers, I can tell that they're superficial, judgmental, and perhaps bully's. This intimidates me so I opt to eat at the table to the right that has a man sitting alone, he looks to be in his late 20's or early 30's. The other table had well over ten boxes of pizza but this one only had two so I grab one and the man gives me a strange annoyed/suspicious look. I open the pizza box and he opens his and they are both cheese and garlic pizzas if there even is such a thing. I hear the man make a hiss sound so I look up to see that now his black hair is slicked back, he has a red and black cape, pale skin and sharp fangs. Not even fazed that the man turned into a vampire because of the garlic pizza, I start to eat it.

Second Dream Fragment: I'm on my old elementary school playground. I'm just standing around conversing with dream characters. There's a coach telling us to get ready to race. The girl next to me tells me that she is angry with me, I tell her "don't worry, I'm already plenty angry with myself". She asks me why, I tell her "because my pants pockets are to heavy, I filled them up with too much stuff." I then grab my backpack from out of no where and begin to empty my pockets into the backpack. All that comes out from my pockets are a bunch of folded papers, and a whole lot of crayons, all different colors just keep pouring out. When I my pockets are empty I felt relieved and ready for p.e. We all get in front of the entrance tube of different colored play tubes from like Chuck e. chees or something. The coach says try to be the first one out. I know I got this in the bag, for some reason I already know the layout of the tubes and the right ways to turn. I hear the coach yell GO! and while all the other people crawl through the tubes on their knees all normally, I take off like a missile through the tubes not even touching the tube. As I'm nearing a corner I know I need to turn right in, I know that Psy will be coming the opposite direction, sort of like an obstical. I turn the corner and gangnam style starts playing louder and louder and psy is doing the gangnam style dance in prone position in the tube and I just zoom over him and keep going until I exit the tube.

Third Dream Fragment: I was laying on the couch next to my sister, she was petting the puppy. On the wooden bench next to the couch is sitting some dream character I don't recognize. She's eating chocolate messily. Suddenly she stop eating the chocolate and her eyes open wide and her facial expression changes from relaxed to horrified, and then she points to the bit of couch behind my head. I instantly become afraid and jump up from the couch expecting a spider to be there. I look and I don't see anything, so I get annoyed and ask her what was there. But the DC ignores me and gets really close to the bit of the couch with that look on her face still pointing at nothing.

My dream starts off at my old middle school. I'm in the girls gym locker room, and I'm laying on the cold cement. I notice there's shower water and some puddles on places on the cement as usual. I'm like disabled on the floor but I don't try to get up. The bell rings and suddenly a massive crowd of girls come from out of the corners of the lockers and head past me to the door exit. Some of them laugh at me, some of them pity me, some of them purposely walk on top of my body, while I'm trying to crawl, roll, and scoot away somewhere, anywhere through the crowd. I can't speak anything but whimpers and gibberish, my vision is as though I've been knocked out from a hit to the head. Finally I give up my efforts and drop my weight onto my back. I just watch the people go by with all there different motives, now some of them are pulling things from me, like yarn necklaces or something of the like. I see in the crowd this girl, she has short side swept hair under a black hood, her hair is black with silver highlights. I know she's different than the others, even though she walks amongst them. She gets closer then she sees me looking like shit covered in the mess from the wet cement. She pushes through the crowd to get to me and then she hurriedly drops to her knees and blankets her body over me shielding me from the irate crowd. I lay there stunned thinking why did this girl give up her position of fitting in, being on a level of walking with others to come down to the lowest outcast bottom with me? I can only whimper and say nonsense to her, she realizes people pulling things from my body and pulls the objects back for me, then she pulls and drags me out and away from the crowd to a vacant spot now outside under a tree shaded from the sun, and then just all of my body and mind finally rest and seems to recuperate.

Was pretty tired before going to sleep, thus had problems waking up and recalling.

Though i recall some part of dream taking place in some kind of arena.

Last night, when I lay down to sleep, I resolved not to attempt to induce a WILD. The reason is that I have been tired the past 2 days, possibly due to waking up between REM cycles for my attempts.


#1 - I dreamed, but don't remember it. I woke up, because I was hot, but immediately went back to sleep.

#2 - I was in class, in a first grade class, but I was my real age (nearly 30). I don't recall the reason for being in the class, there was some reason that I understood in the dream but that was never made entirely clear. I was not an intern or TA, I was definitely a student, and all the other students seemed aware that I didn't "belong". My teacher was a big woman. At one point, she was asking me questions in class out of a work book. I was answering correctly, but she was behaving as if I was not and "Correcting" me. Finally, it got to be too much and I stood up and yelled at her. She started to cry. Later, I told another student, "You know I'm actually 23 years old, right?" (note: I'm not 23). The student acted shocked.

#3 - This dream phased into another one where I was in a romantic relationship with a guy. I was staying with his family. He was kind of a blond "jock" type... not really my type. We had sex in the shower...his family knew we were very good friends, but I don't think that they thought we were involved in that way.

Then, the family attempted to buy a nicer house, but it turned out that there was a bankruptcy that the wife had forgotten to mention on the paperwork. Her husband began to yell at her, and she began crying. The real estate agent told them that they wouldn't be able to get another loan for something like 1500 years.

#4 - My aunt has agreed to give a family friend's friend a ride in their old red Dodge Caravan. We have to make special accommodations for her in the van because she's disabled. For some reason, this involves my uncle trying to fit a shopping cart into the van (he claimed it was her wheelchair). We finally manage to fit it in the back and go to pick her up. She's inside of my aunt's house. Their driveway is very steep in real life. My aunt pulls most of the way up the driveway, but not all the way up, and the poor woman has to walk the rest of the way to the van. She is very overweight, but it's not due to her overeating, she has some kind of hormonal disorder that causes this and makes her bones very soft. She has many small braids in her hair and is wearing a purple dress. Walking the 10 feet to the van is painful for her, but my aunt doesn't seem to care and won't pull up farther. I get out of the van and help the woman walk the rest of the way to the van, and help her climb inside. She thanks me, then sits down on the seat looking very relieved.

I wake up. In real life, I have gathered my sheet up somehow and am clutching it like it's a teddy bear.

Was too tired, and consciously chose not to record a dream in middle of the night.

All I remember now is that it was an issue dream of some sort, but probably a REM not NREM, even at bet all I had would have been a fragment, and I remember thinking that it was not an important issue and not very interesting.

Btw, I woke up with the desire to try a WILD again only to be disappointed by finding out that it was almost time to get up on a work day. Tomorrow however is Saturday, and maybe I can try to WILD tomorrow morning.

EDIT: Interestingly I remember also thinking that this issue in this dream fragment was the same as in another dream fragment that I forgot once I moved.

It occurs to me that maybe my subconscious is trying to resolve some issue that it does not want my conscious to participate in at this time. Either that or my subconscious is blaming dream recall effort for my being too tired lately. Should I take a break and try again after a while?

Morning of March 15, 2013. Friday.



I am in a sort of drama unrelated to anything in real life or movies I had seen. There is a fight outside between an Asian man and some sort of American or Australian English missionary. There are also two other men with the missionary, who seems to be shot with an arrow through the chest, but he turns out to be alive. The fight is related to the fact that the Asian man had claimed the other man had not rescued his wife from a location she could not leave as he had promised a year or two prior. This turns out to be a Cantonese factory, where she works at a very low wage and can not go home. The man says he will find the other man’s wife (being held in a factory owned by the mother, it seems) and so I leave with the group of three and the Asian man remains in the city area and seems very sad.

We come to a large building (of about four floors high) that has a very large elevator disguised as a main door and facade area that leads into the normal (public) part of the building (about eight times the size as a normal one in real life). It also goes down to a hidden factory area. It has folding retractable stairs that only come out when the hidden area is reached to allow access to the secret factory through an extended hall from where the elevator stops. (The steps are built into the side of the elevator itself.)

It is easy to fit in, because there are people from all nationalities working there. There is a chubby, white American woman of about thirty who seems the most extroverted. One of the “spies” I am with is given a multiple choice test with only one distractor (so the chance of being randomly correct is a full 50%) to see if he can read Cantonese well enough to do his work. It is a small, rough black-and-white drawing of a snake-like dragon (which is always a negative symbol in my dreams that I believed related to either lung cancer or the mother of a bride in the past - the “slaying of the dragon” equating to rescuing a girl from her manipulating mother, which seems to fit this dream theme somewhat - the rescuing of a man’s wife from the “control” of a strict factory setting where the mother is “manager”). The man just randomly picks answer “b” over “a” (both are a total of about seven or eight characters each) and turns out to be correct, but it does contain some of these characters:



Supposedly a play on “DRAG king”, apparently, a woman who dresses as a male or runs a factory as a male(?) - MAN-ager?

The correct one seemed to involve “low-lying” stealth (as a “real” dragon - “lung”) by the mother of the bride with a sort of triple pun involving “drag” (as dragging on the ground from being “low” and being “lowly” in an act of stalking or manipulating someone - I have gotten many intriguing, complex or layered pun-like patterns from dreams of the past I likely would never have thought of consciously).

I am thinking much of the writing (but not all) looks more Korean than Cantonese, but I then notice a muddled mix of Asian languages on some of the other documents. One phrase seems to mean “a hat for my boyfriend”, another, “a collapsible vase for my darling mistress”, which seems odd, since the products are supposedly public-oriented and from a large “secret” factory.

The American lady seems friendly and helpful and does not seem to be there against her will like some of the others may be (I am not certain). I also do not know about the missionary or where the Asian man’s wife might be, perhaps a different area, but that becomes less important in my dream. On a regular basis, our job is simply to put together products from the parts we receive in black satchels of slightly varying sizes. We open them, read instructions, and pass the items down the longer tables along with the satchels (I think with the satchel flat, then the documentation, and the item on top that).

I receive my satchel and open it. In it is a kit that is mostly already put together, along with the related merchandise tags (to sign?) and instructions. It is a very dark blue (almost black) umbrella with two tiers. The top tier can come down to cover the first, more normal part of the umbrella. It seems kind of unusual. To me, it would logically seem that rain could probably go under the top section and leak through the main part (normal main part, but with an opening for the ribs of the top part and some sort of retractable device for the smaller hat-like section to come down and fit more snugly to look more like a normal umbrella). Not much happens after that. There does not seem to be any presence of foremen to watch people work, advise to work faster, or give additional instructions as was expected.

This may relate a bit to real life. It has been ten years or so since we have been able to find a real umbrella that did not fall apart or break upon first usage or so. A lot of stores in the region are known by many as “landfill shops” because of the modern trend in extremely poor quality in almost everything made (even expensive new beds) and how the product should be in a landfill before you even buy it.

This dream turned out to have precognitive elements (although probably a bit more like remote-viewing).