non-lucid

Created Thursday 11 January 2018

Got a WILD to note, along with another full dream and a dreamlet. There was definitely a lot more I could've remember from the non-ld, had I gotten up to record it after it occurred.

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Vague memories of driving around at night with familiar figures.

Dream 1 - Skiing into Big Trouble

Scene 1 - Reconnected Skiing Siblings
The visuals were mostly clear. This occurred at the slopes of a snowy mountainside during a pale overcast day. I was a spectator. A man and woman in skiing equipment were taking a lift to the tallest hill. Once there, they deliberately fell and took off. I was then given "access" to the woman's thoughts. Apparently, she was an Englishwoman serving in the US armed services. Furthermore, the man was her brother. Before the current trip, the two had grown distant to each other. But, they reconnected via their love of skiing. Still, she felt her sibling took the sport a bit too seriosly for her tastes.

Transition.

Scene 2 - Buy-Time Magic Seeds
Similar visuals as above. I myself was now skiing down into the streets of a small town, cloudy day sky above. Quite a predicament, as there wasn't any snow in sight. When things got too rough, I levitated myself twenty feet into the air, if reluctantly, as I did not want to attract attention.

I arrived near a small plant's loading area. Suddenly, I was assaulted by a random giantess, a woman about 50 years of age and dressed in casual wear. She promptly captured me, and gave notice of her intent to devour me. But before that, she granted me a last request. False memories revealed of my carrying something unusual in my pack (which I just realized I was lugging around): the seeds of a magical plant, of which would grow instantly over night. What's more, these seeds were in the exclusive domain of an elite troupe of wilderness rangers/scouts. Anyway, I asked that I be allowed to sprout and eat the plant. The giant woman agreed, if only because she preferred "stuffed meat".

In but a few paces, the ogress whisked me away to the backyard of her home. She kept her own garden there, which even included a gigantic beanstalk, a supposed variant of the above-mentioned plant. The giantess allowed me to dig the seeds myself as she gathered herbs for her wicked feast. At the very least, I brought myself some time.

Transition.

Scene 3 - Proper(ty) Placement
Similar visuals. I was now inside the lounge of a gigantic home, a place with expensive furnishings. Behind me was a model house of my size. Soon, a giantess with straight, black, shoulder length hair steps in view, about the same age as the previous one. In contrast, she was dressed formally. This colossal woman was dusting the area. Upon noticing me, she directed I get back to the smaller home. "I like keeping things where they belong", remarked the giantess as she continued dusting.

Don't recall anything else until the dream ended.

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Dreamlets. Some had me driving around.

Dream 2 - When Women Attack

Scene 1 - Back-Dash Warp
Dreamlet transitioned to dream. The visuals were very blurred. I was wandering around the house. It wasn't until I arrived in the kitchen that I realized (or rather, believed) the dream state. My brother, Andre, showed up, though I ignored him. I leaped backwards, purposefully phasing through the wall, where I got warped into the void. Transition.

Scene 2 - Mannequin Assault
The visuals were blurred. I was at the entrance of a department store, outside in a wide, empty walkway, all during daytime. I flew around for a bit, only to get dragged and phased below the concrete.

When I crawled back up, I spotted a woman exiting the facility. On closer inspection, this was actually more of a living mannequin, a pale, faceless, almost featureless feminine figure dressed in trendy clothes and accessories. It turned towards me, and immediately became hostile. I backed off, and briefly ducked beneath the earth to avoid it. That's when even more dolls suddenly amassed, too many to simply evade. I held ground, feinting between strikes and tripping up some of the easier targets.

Just then, I was shrunken against my will, and was promptly stomped at by a sandalled foot. A glance up revealed the belligerent as a stout woman, further distinct among the others by her simple floral dress and, above all, anime-ish features. Reactively, I charged to and fro, bouncing off any ankles in my path. This knocked many of the women off their feet, including the larger lady, who's girth would've flattened me had I not dodged in time. Even while on her back, the anime woman furiously pursued me, stomping and swatting down anywhere I tried escaping.

Things get unstable. From there, various hazy clips of Street Fighter V appeared, including matches between Ken and different female opponents. Transition.

Scene 3 - Why Does Everyone Want to Eat Me?
The visuals were dim and blurred. I was floating in the void. Finally, I was of mind to try and conjure my guide, E. I started visualising her form, when something suddenly grabbed my face. This was the work of the spectral, incomplete image of my guide, her discorporated hands sharply clenching my chin and forehead. Her hair covered her face momentarily. When unveiled, her eyes became pitch black. Welp, nightmare time.

I questioned what she was doing, and whether she was my guide at all. Through shrieking, the ghost did confirm the latter (and indeed, I could already sense as much), though she remained vague on the rest. Nonetheless, her intentions became clear when a long, rope-like tongue slid from her mouth, and wrapped around me. Once I was bound, E's mouth distended and widened into a horrible maw. I was then pulled bit by bit into the damp abyss. Knew there was no point in fighting...

Luckily, I awakened before things got too bad.

A scene in in my home town with very frequent, close lightning.
[New Scene]
Suddenly, I was in Japan, except the buildings were covered in only English words. Mom was driving, and we passed a building with the Gameboy logo on it. (There was not only a small building that was contiguous to adjacent buildings, but also a tall, rectangular tower with the Gameboy logo near the top.) Next, I found a sign that listed stores from top to bottom based on popularity. Walmart was at the top. It was nighttime when we parked in the lot. I requested something while trying to think of it, and it failed. Mom acted like she heard one, so she left into the store. We parked in an apparent southeast direction, while the front of Walmart faced west. There was short |skip| between seeing the sign and parking. Time change was included. Also, there weren’t very many other cars in the parking lot.
[New Scene]
Still in Japan, I was in a house with a magic ability that allows anyone who is inside to find anything they wanted. The house, viewed from outside, had the look of a business with a large waiting room for a 1st floor. From inside, it looked like a normal one-story house with 2 living rooms, a kitchen, and the usual hallway, [separated by a 6-inch wall] but anything in the hall was unknown. The outside walls I saw were the west and south walls. The interior lights had a warm glow. There was a much taller building adjacent and to the right of the house. There was this tribble-shaped, weird creature (with blue fur and a large, round nose) that was seeking an escape from a spider-like creature 15x his size. He got his wish granted and ran outside. However, the “spider” was still in the magic house. He wanted to find the furball to eat it, so he did. I stood nearby and watched. I thought that was interesting. Outside were some trees and some clearing. The trees were sparse at first, with most of them to the right of me. It was also night. Wanting to became a wolf again, I started acting like one, and ran on all fours toward whatever was in the woods. As time went on, I felt more and more wolf-like, but I still felt too human. Something wasn't right here.

Things have been a bit strained of late so I was glad to get a nice dream ^^.

Had been dreaming some kind of car chase. Next I remember I was looking out of my window down onto the 2nd floor, where I noticed a neighbour had parked his car. I was kind of annoyed when I saw him parking another one on the long flat roof there. So I went down and started to push his car off the roof Oo. he turned up so I just started up a conversation to cover up what I had been doing. We chatted and he invited me over. Inside there were a few people sitting around, one was Michele. We sat together and hugged. It was such a lovely warm feeling and she was very cuddly I could have stayed there forever

-1-Some earthquakes were going off and triggering the gold farm chickens. Whenever they shook, specs of corn shot outwards.

-2-I was playing Ocarina of Time as Captain Falcon at Lake Hylia. In my inventory, there were a bunch of spare bottles, some of which had green potion, or fairies. I decided to fill all the remaining empty bottles with fairies from the spawner. I pressed a button, and 3 fairies spawned. I captured one and put it away.

-3-I exited a forest into the open just as a thunderstorm started. Very close lightning started to appear. Suddenly, I fell through a portal to a familiar room in a house. Looking back at it, it appeared to be closed. Then, I laid a trail of garbage bags for mom to follow to find where the portal was. Somehow, I got back to the ring of trees, and I fell through the portal again. Then, 80s music played.

-4-I was sleeping outside when I saw a low pressure system in the sky about 20ft above the ground. It looked like it was carrying a band of snow and then it started snowing. Eventually, it turned to rain halfway down. I decided to leave then. Right after that, it came down in a solid sheet and then a solid block of rain. It represented heavy rain in another dream scene that was going on at the same time.

-5-NASA discovered warp drive and built “train molecules.” They made a green ring out of them.

-6-I was very high up in a large tree, talking with a female on another tree. Then, the snow began to slide, and it was very soon a huge, chunky avalanche. It toppled the tree I was hanging on to, and pushed me down the slope. I started to run down, but it was hard to run normally. I jumped and then leaped off of several tree tops, then landed on a ledge before a cliff. I jumped down about 20ft to the first boulder, the avalanche still tailing me. At this point, I wanted to be a wolf, so I decided to start acting like one and ran on all fours, hoping the change would take place. I leaped head-first into a creek, which annoyingly slowed me down a lot. Once I got out, I tried to sprint, but I continued to hit trees and push myself off of them in quick succession. Eventually, I got to the bottom of the hill, where 4 people were playing super mario 3d world.

this takes place in all houses and apt
dream eternity white mech snow gloss

the nano slumps then shatter facee


cop face fuck dream eternity welcome world

dream intercourse

in my distant vanish vortex i crush the atoms


of the opposing face particles as she shatter and melts

i mech in my nano form in my white gloss snow

mech gloss snow white in light white full spectrum enough a enough

i force you to do anything for me

indepth of mech nano suit gloss white form of gross gloss snow effect snow life

waking intent gloss snes gray smoke form

i slid and dash to the right off my left edge


on the edge increase scan form in my intel wetmouth network dreaming eternity

as an unlawful entry over and over as i torment and crucify the sleep form intent

of waking base intent of drug form of my mech nano suit in my white gloss snow suit

i dream of my nano to reach 814 over eight hundred and fourteen dream eternity waking in sleep

in my forums waking over and over disgrace to the public i wake intent of the highest form

of savior of crucifying me into my nano vortex white snow gloss form

in my mech nano i shut down in my snap evaporate form as i evaporte in to more condensce pixels

i dream on internal use of my intent over the edge in my false replica perspective i had full crucfiixion

over my opponet the destruction of the after life of the intercourse in my being the

over lord of existence creates more intel the intelligent over drugs the esscence of over and over


dream states play time is never over i will rape the after life as i used the force i was intent of existence

of world dream of escape of the world in universe over and over the think think

of my dreams over my hologram forms over and over the white gloss of my nano snow form

starts to snap evaporate as i crush into dense into vanish vortex the squadren of my gang

rape face when making creates the dream interface force blow alingment

staff interject flow dripping ex cell across thinking all the vvsss my cum worth

more nutting white gloss snow mech rapture the snow gloss melts as the white light

gets blind sided introduce to a new enemy of worlds crucified into mix of more mixing drugs

mixing my drugs capsules dreaming enter sleep my wake into espace interface drug mix
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into white gloss snapping evaportaing mech melting metal mix melting drug effects the world unifying

thru my being over and over as i dream in eternity waking escape

forming concentration dull strand effect pulse im getting headace the officer says

as i he mind eclispe he wander what he saw he was trying to process if he was getting rape

or if he died standing up he trys to laugh with no fusion of mind and subconscious

he melts away in a snow gloss the white shimmers as he eyes blink as he starts to feel he

feel the pain of his fiction over and over i should of stop him i had the chance to be the hero of the city

of course im the bad guy so i wanted to desire more fiction of more of the state of the glimmer white

i seen earlier today as i fiction his form as the white shimmers blinks the white gloss of snow

the gloss snow melts into a snapping vapor clouding the premise with smoke


i inhale then faint as i start to blink and close my eyes the whole world eclispe then vanish as the universe swallow me whole the dull strain an strands out of my hand dreaming intercourse of internal

lust dream in escape dreaming wake intent dreaming thinking over slept think kept


dreaming in luciidty unlawful pulse comes out of my hand

the unlawful post drain my strand energy as i gress to more profane awareness


the events and effects dull my stranded light pressure pulse

the white snow null into pinch black dust the dust of the blackness

dream on more white light entering and taking the darkness away as i travel in my dream world

the 3d aspect of my world seem so assuring now that ihave all this power i want to use it

to destroy the 8th dimeinson then turn the world into a 14th realm over and over as i age in youth

to become younger and younger the sound of my voice vibrates and shakes the univere a res

of my voice taints the forgotten then seem in the light in wake intent of my fragment form

rebuilding a new snap vanish as i evaporate vortex

i enter the abandon bando then discretlly make my descend should i make my descent or should

i flee away like a little bitch and not know how my exile takes place

waking up in distraught wake callng the police my 8 inches becomes one and one again

I need to pee IRL as badly as I need to in the dream. I'm in an apartment store, and rush into the bathroom to pee. All the stalls are taken, and there are no urinals, so I whip it out and begin to pee in the sink. I'm peeing and peeing and it just won't stop. After a few minutes, it sinks in that there are no urinals, and I look up to see three women staring at me aghast. "He's STILL doing it!" one of them says in disgust. They think I'm a flasher, and I try to explain that I'm not, but the fact that I'm not putting my penis away would seem to indicate otherwise. I just can't stop peeing!

I put my dick away and run out of there before the cops show up. I run outside looking for somewhere more private to pee. Down the street there is some sort of NFL billboard with a talking robot dude which provides a bit of cover, so I go to pee there. The talking robot sure swears an awful lot as I go. For some reason my penis keeps getting longer every time I look at it. "Impressive", says the robot, "want me to hold that for you?". I actually think him holding the end might be a good idea, since it's now so long it's difficult to keep straight, and the pressure is making it hard to pee.

At this point, it's almost 5 feet long, and I'm considering cutting it off since it's obviously some sort of alien parasite.

End up at a friend's house, still peeing non-stop, before I finally wake up and pee for real.

I'm captaining a starship, and recieve 10 warnings from what I assume to be my future self. We avert the crisis, then I realize it was not my future self that sent those warnings, but a PARALLEL self! I don't trust this parallel self has the same ideals and self interests, to I take measures to insulate myself from such interference.

I was in my old middle school gym playing a basketball game. Something unfair was going on and I was upset about it. I was screaming at the crowd and I remember Donald Trump was there with a large group of people like secret service. The basketball game ends and everyone clears out of the gym except my team. The lights go out. Donald Trump comes back in and starts shooting my team members with a silenced pistol. I remember thinking that he now had the power to kill people he didn't like. He comes up to me and shoots me twice in the chest and I fall to the ground.

Many years go by. It turns out I'm actually still alive with my teammates, and it was really a sleeping dart of some sort. We wake up and the gym is abandoned with a lot of trash on the ground and in the stands. We walk outside and the entire place is covered in grass and there's just fields of grasslands covering up what used to be buildings that were inhabited. Suddenly, a flying aircraft that looked sort of like an alien UFO flew overhead. We all hit the ground. Looking up, it felt like the robot was looking for life but couldn't find it.

my sleep patterns have been all kinds of messed up recently, so while I'm trying to fix that here's a short, sweet entry:

I was being chased by this person in this maze of a thousand rooms. Each room was completely different from the previous, and it was actually pretty cool. I was going so fast, opening a new door that would lead to a new room each time. I stopped in one room, and there was a table with a bowl on top. This is when I kinda had to take a poop, and I sorta realized I was dreaming. I thought to myself, "hey wouldn't that be funny if I took a shit on this fancy ass table?" So I got up on there but I think I woke before I did the deed.

Afternoon of January 9, 2018. Tuesday.



In my previous entry, “Known Key Symbolism 2018: Common Liminal Space Settings (1)”, I explained how a porch, a parking lot, and a store checkout are known forms of dream state symbolism that typically mark the last segment of my dreams during the waking process (and of which have featured in thousands of my dreams as such since childhood). As also stated, there are many more, though typically that which symbolizes liminal space in the dream state is that which symbolizes liminal space in reality (just as that which represents a liminal space divider in a dream is that which symbolizes a liminal space division in reality, for example, a fence, a wall, a presumably closed window or door, or even a ceiling if one becomes focused on it, even the contrast of ground and sky in some dreams). This entry relates to another common factor of my dreams, what I now mainly refer to as dream state indicators (referred to as dream signs in most older entries, though others use that term in a slightly different way).

In the hour or so leading up to going to bed and going to sleep, what do people do? Many people take their shoes off. They probably get undressed. They are eventually typically in bed, sleeping, often in a dark room.

So why are people puzzled when they are not wearing shoes (or cannot find their shoes) when in the dream state? Why are they puzzled about being undressed, including being undressed in public? If the physical body is undressed, why would someone be surprised about not being fully dressed while in the dream state regardless of the dream’s setting?

In this entry, I will mostly only write of first-level dream state indicators without getting into the more complicated factors. Some of the more obvious dream state indicators (for me) are:

Not wearing shoes or being undressed in public (of which I am typically not only unconcerned about, but which I often initiate deliberately in lucid dreams, including in public places, since I recognize it is just the dream state - and to indulge in additional levels of sensual connections to Zsuzsanna in this “other state”, which of course is literal and literally willed in such a case)

A bed, including a bed in an unusual location (especially in a known liminal space setting)

Appearances of pillows, bed sheets, and bedroom features

Features that exist in our bedroom in real life, including features that are not inherently associated with a bedroom for other people

Seeing someone else (or even an animal) sleeping (though note that dreaming I am sleeping, regardless of the setting, while actually feeling tired, means just that - that my physical body is overtired in real life - this not being in cases where I happen to be in bed or otherwise “sleeping” in the dream state without that augmented sense of tiredness)

This last indicator is so common, I came to typify it (around the age of eight) as “The Sleeper”. (Still, there are cases where The Sleeper is linked to a prescient thread, as when our oldest son got very ill on September 26, 2017, or with my detailed dream that came just prior to our roof being torn off by the storm a couple months back, even including the large tarpaulins being put over our house and the unusual appearance of this sudden and totally unexpected storm.) In some cases (such as “The Dead One” from February 13, 1971), The Sleeper is perceived as a corpse (though in that dream, Brenda came back to life but coalesced into the unconscious space, which is different than waking space coalescence that involves the dream self coalescing back into the conscious self identity).

Dream state indicators can also be related to false awakenings, for example, writing down a previous dream in a dream journal (in a dream) or talking about it with someone else. In some dreams, I have actually, as my dream self, relayed the meaning of a dream without realizing I was in the dream state at the time. False awakenings of this nature are so common that I often do not even document them unless there are unusual or interesting variations. (They occur in a different level of unconsciousness anyway, so are typically not related to the dream that they followed other than writing it down or talking to another dream character about it in the offset dream.)

It should be clear that the nature of liminal space settings of the waking process is completely different from the nature of dream state indicators (though sometimes dream state indicators are rendered in liminal space, which I will explain in another entry). Liminal space settings (and their inherent symbolism) are typically a result of the waking process, whereas dream state indicators are subliminal remnants of having fallen asleep. Thus, on one level, they are opposite factors though which typically occur during the same waking transition.

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Date of Dream: TUE 9 JAN - 2018



Dream No. 260 - Find My Dream Guide

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I entered some pharmacy store where I saw Murray in the entry way as he appears in Sly 4. I asked him straight away “Can you please assist me in finding my dream guide?”. He looked like he wanted to help but he didn't know what to do, so he told me sorry.

I continue to the back of the pharmacy where I see this guy that looks like he works there. At first, I go ahead in asking, “Can you please assist me in finding...”. I stopped suddenly as I thought about the possibility of the dream kicking me out for an undesired dialect from me. I firmly affirmed to him “I just need some assistance”, to fool him into thinking I just wanted something from the shop. But then I changed my mind again; this man had such a pleasant look about him with no underlying creepiness. So when he asked “What do you need assistance with?”, I told him, “Finding my dream guide”. He gave me the widest, friendliest smile and actually transitioned me onto the next scene.

I found myself amongst all these well-trimmed, rolling hills of grass and peaceful greenery and in the distance was some sort of mansion. As I got closer, the land became flatter until I was on the actual property block. It is then that I saw Dreamy WB approaching me but she was not human. She was this really dark, nearly black but not quite, metal alloy figure in the shape and carved features of the human.

She had absolutely red glowing eyes and her figure was surrounded by a layer of the blackest, void-like shadow. Now you'd think she looks absolutely terrifying but I wasn't phased at all. It's like my mind was set to the fact that the dream was keeping her prisoner, so I knew that the dream could take over her mind and make her anything. The only negative emotion I had in me was a sense of doubt, internally asking myself, “Is this the true Dreamy WB?”.

But then what stayed consistent was this feeling of that familiar warm energy. And then Dreamy WB spoke and that's when all sense of doubt was removed. I forgot what she spoke about with me to begin with but she led me into her “backyard” and introduced me to a little girl who was also under the effect of the voided shadow veil and piercing red eyes. I studied her enough to see that her nationality was Asian and she would have been about 5 or 6 years old. I was thinking to myself, “the dream's making Dreamy WB have kids?!”.

Eventually, I mentally came to the conclusion that she couldn't have naturally had that child because the race of the child would also be African if that was the case. Dreamy WB was talking to me about many things but I forgot what about specifically. She eventually took me to a trampoline, which was supposedly in her backyard that wasn't fenced. Me, her and the kid were lying on this trampoline while she continued to talk about things. After a fair bit of a conversation, the dream moved scenes again.

I was in this unknown room and my brother was supposedly doing piano practice; my mum was sitting on the side listening. I don't remember all the exact details of this scene. I was sitting as still as I possibly could but sometimes, my bones would uncontrollably make a noise. Every time that would happen, my mum and brother would tell me to be quiet even though I wasn't making a noise vocally. At one point, a bone in my knee cracked and so my brother stopped playing for a while.

I ended up getting frustrated that no one was taking me into consideration, not excusing for the uncontrollable bone pains. I got up and walked out of the room but that's when my mum got really angry at me and start heavily storming towards me. I had made it to my bedroom before she came barging in through the door to scream at me. I told her, “It's seems like you only care about NB and not about me”. She was trying to cover up her action with all these different reasons but I didn't believe her. When I gained the capacity, I whispered to myself, “It's time to report this issue to Dreamy WB”. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



Dreamy WB's appearance was nightmarish; typically expecting an instant wake up. But I was completely calm; it's like I focused on what was on the inside rather than her looks. Appearance-wise, the dream got her feature shapes correct, so her figure was accurate, just not fully human.

It's an unspecified apocalypse. There are giant rocks falling out of an ominous sky, and the first zombies are starting to spread. Shit is going to get very bad, very soon. I'm focused on gathering supplies and getting out of the city, and am leading a small group.

People are already fighting in the grocery stores, which have almost been stripped bare. I focus on raiding unattended stores and gas stations, houses that look empty. In one house, there are canisters of supplies, guns and ammo, food. As we grab the canisters, a little +10 or +5 appears in the air like when you pick something up in a video game. That almost tips me off that I'm dreaming, but I get distracted with my mission of gathering supplies. There's a nice rifle with a scope in the basement of one house, I'm the first one to spot it, and I lay claim to it by announcing "That one's MINE!". Morgan disagrees and grabs before I can, and I tell him I'm willing to fight him for it. He's being a total dick, the kind of person who gets people killed, and as we fight, I regret not having any of those knives I scavenged on me.

Cuphead
I'm watching *[pu]my daughter[/pu] play Cuphead. I've never played it myself, but I've watched a couple of playthroughs on Youtube, so I'm surprised to see that she's fighting a boss I've never seen. My wife walks in with a round, grilled, open-faced sandwich. It looks kind of strange, but it also looks really tasty.

Car problems
I'm in the driver's seat of my gray van, in a wooded place. The car is stopped, and I know it's died. Now I'm in a bright white reception area talking to an older woman behind a desk, going through the process of borrowing something to get my car back up and running. Now I'm in the same reception area, but the woman is sitting at another desk and working at a computer desk with her back to me. I notice a stack of board games on the her desk, and I'd love to ask her about them since I'm not familiar with any of them and I love new board games. I'm in the middle of talking to a younger man about my borrowed tools. He praises me for being so on-time with my payments. I think this is kind of odd - don't most people pay on time? - but I let it drop. Now we're talking about the actual car problems and how the tools were used. He keeps asking me questions, but he gets impatient when I try to give him the background so he can understand my story.

Group outing
I'm in a large room with a group of people. We're all getting our coats and gloves on, getting ready to go outside. Now we're all dressed. As we're heading out, I notice a urinal by the door. I realize it would be nice to relieve myself, but there's no way I'm going to do it here. Now we're outside walking through a wooded area. I help someone do something with some rope that's fallen off of something.

Tony's new tablet
I'm watching some kind of meeting. Lots of people are croweded into a room looking at a couple of people up front. One of the men up front gives a cheap knock-off tablet to the other man - Tony Stark (I know it's him, even though it doesn't look anything like him). It's a gag gift, so everyone laughs, and Tony handles it well. The man gives Tony the manual, making sure to point out the Grafiti reference on the back of the manual, and everyone laughs again.

In this dream, I'm my early childhood self, and might be set during my childhood as well, but there were some moments where it seamlessly transitioned to my adult self today and then back.

The dream starts off during childhood. I'm at my grandmother (dad's mom). I'm upstairs playing with legos. I make a very complex construction, a sort of house, but then I run out of lego blocks since it's so large and I get bored. I go downstairs and talk to my grandmother. She says "why don't you play outside? the weather is nice", and I go outside.

I run around the neighborhood. The neighborhood has a sidewalk and a few bushes and grass patches, but as a child, I perceived it as being much larger and complex than it actually is, and that's the way I perceived it in the dream. Instead of just a linear sidewalk, it's a sort of square maze filled with sidewalks, bushes and grass, and with no street in sight. The weather is warm and it's all around a very serene experience.

At some point during that, the dream seems to suddenly transition to the adult era, and I get a phone call on my android. It's an invitation from my colleagues to go dine somewhere in the evening at the expense of the company, and I agree to join. During dusk in the maze, I look for the exit to go to the restaurant. By the time the sun is down, I'm in the city and I find my colleagues sitting at a terrace table, waving at me to catch my attention. I join the table, and opposite of me sits my old colleague, who I worked closely together with, but left the company years ago.

While we were waiting for the food, two colleagues were having an argument about something. At some point I get sick of it and I logically analyze their arguments bit by bit, trying to find the core essence of their disagreement. I point out a contradiction. One of them says, in a comically formal yet non-sarcastic tone, "thank you. I'm glad we were able to resolve that."

The waiter comes to our table and asks us individually what sauce we want with our steak. I had pepper sauce in mind, but my colleague sitting opposite of me says "I'll take the azuré sauce". I never heard of that before. The waiter was now awaiting my response, and in a snap decision, I also went for the "azuré sauce". A bit later we were served our meal. On the plate was a steak lying in a pool of this mysterious azuré sauce. It didn't look very delicious. It was thick and looked like something brown with small pieces of carrot in it, whatever it was. Anyway, visually it was quite reminding of fecal matter. I smelled it, and it smelled very bad, like vinegar. I wasn't gonna like this, but I picked that sauce, so it'd be awkward to pretend that I don't want it now. Fortunately, there was only a thin layer of it on the steak, the bulk of it was beside it. I took the steak with my fork and moved it out of the sauce. This left a hole into the sauce because it was so thick. I ate the steak, trying to stomach the little bit of sauce that was on top of it. When we were done eating, I felt a little nauseated. I said to the colleague "well, that sauce was certainly interesting... what is it made of?". He laughed, and he said "well, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I'll just say this: ever since you took that steak off of it, it's been trying to slowly crawl off your plate!". I looked at the sauce again and saw 2 fisheyes in it with 2 small tentacles between them. I lifted this sauce up with my fork and saw that underneath, there was the foot of a seaslug! Then obviously I felt even more nauseated. (I'm on antibiotics for my illness right now, and that's actually giving me a bit of nausea in real life, that probably explains that part of the dream)

Anyway, after that highly unpleasant experience, we were drinking. I was drinking vodka. The location of the terrace seems to have changed a bit at this point, and we were now sitting by an alleyway. I was telling my colleagues about the warzone in Ukraine. I pointed out to them that actually, we sitting right near the border of Ukraine right now, and if you look carefully into the alleyway, you'll see some broken floor tiles, and that's because of all the bombing going on.

I drink some more vodka and get a little drunk. Because I'm drunk, I accidentally push the bottle off the table as I tried to grab it. The bottle fell and shattered, and I saw a cop coming for me out of the alleyway. I said "oh shit" and ran away into the streets of the city. On the street was a random low brick pedestal. I stood on the pedestal and I pretended to be a street light. The cop was deceived, was guarding around for a little while, and then left. I got off the pedestal and thought "haha, what a dumbass!".

I continued further down the city and I reached the pedestrian bridge. The world seems to have transitioned back to childhood mode at this point. When I was a child, I loved that pedestrian bridge, because much like the neighborhood sidewalk, it seemed much more mazelike to me than it really is. So again, I'm strolling around on a bridge-themed maze hanging over the Schelde river, trying to find the way to the other side.

When I reached the other side, I was near my old school, and I saw a bulky guy there. He looked like a bully, but he was strangely friendly as I talked to him. I had a double feeling about him, though. At some point, he sighed "well, time to go back into my bunny suit, I guess... one more hint: try to get inside!" I didn't know what he meant by any of that. He walked away into a small garage. The gate closed, and opened again shortly after. Out came a monster, and he was like the bully, but he was a large evil cyborg rabbit. He bottom half was a mechanical contraption, like a robot or tank. But top half and the head was a very bulky bunny's. A boss theme from Metal Gear Solid 2 started to play. He went toward a place that contained 4 tablet pc's on pedestals. He took out a flamethrower and started to melt them down. I realized that I needed to protect these tablet pc's, so I took out an AK47 and shot him, but he was invulnerable. The tablets all broke and I saw a game over screen.

I was frustrated and looked up a walkthrough on the internet. The walkthrough says that he's actually a puzzle boss and there's a secret way to beat him. Before he gets into the gate, you can throw your cap at him and he will be mind controlled. So that's what he meant with that hint! He was trying to help me in stopping him from destroying the tablets by proxy. So I tried that, threw my cap, garage gate closed and opened again. This time, I was in the bunny's first person view which had a terminator-like hud. I was now controlling his mind. However, I wasn't sure what to do to kill him. I couldn't use the flamethrower on myself. I looked around in a bunch of closets and found my mom's perfume closet. I saw a bottle of perfume in there, and I thought "if he drinks this, he's probably going to get very ill and die". I had him drink the perfume, became a bit nauseated again, but I realized that that wasn't enough to kill him. So I grabbed another bottle of vodka and chugged it down all at once. Then he became very drunk, and fell off into the depths. I beat the boss battle, and that's where the dream ended.

Prison pondering
I'm climbing out from under a loft bed, climbing across a huge mound of blankets and pillows. I'm thinking about a guy in prison I'll be seeing later in the day. He's supposed to be in for thirty years, but people have been trying to convince him that he's only been in for twenty and that he's in for a total of forty, and he's going to ask me to tell him what I know. I'm not sure how I'll respond. I start thinking about what I'd do if I were in prison for forty years. I can't imagine the despair and hopelessness one must feel. I finally extricate myself from under the bed and walk around it.