non-lucid

Morning of January 6, 2018. Saturday.

Dream #: 18,646-02. Reading time: 1 min 33 sec.



My dream changes from a bathroom wake-up call to reinduction based on the lowering of emerging consciousness anticipation. When I go into the bathroom of our present home, I am surprised by the toilet tank falling into an implied first storey (though our house is only one storey in reality). The toilet tank (cistern) acts as an elevator. It drops down, and I know it will be difficult to get it back up for proper use. Another piece under the tank also does this. The toilet bowl remains in position. At times, I get the tank back up to where it should be, though it slides down to the first floor again.

I eventually forget my need to use the bathroom. I am now working with a miniature toilet from a model kit with the same implications as if my dream’s setting had changed into a model. At one point, I see a sketch of the two-storey building it is in that depicts a few people walking around on the first floor, though it is more like an x-ray view.

My dream changes and I am in Cubitis (where I have not been in real life since 1978). The bed is in the southeast corner of the room where it mostly only was when I was a young boy (though the head of it is in the opposite direction from where it was in reality). There are two unfamiliar black girls in the room whom I recall as close friends. They seem cheerful and are about sixteen. I mostly talk to the person sitting on the bed. There is not much light.

Curiously, I talk about the meaning of the first part of my dream without dream state awareness. I explain about the cistern going down like an elevator, and the bathroom becoming a model. I say how it represents my dream self ignoring my conscious self’s bathroom need and how an elevator correlates with the depth of the dream state, its use relating to the level of consciousness and physicality. I talk about my dreams that feature the loose tall vertical pipe. I explain to her how the pipe being loose reveals that my imaginary dream self is without a viable connection to my conscious identity as I sleep. I add that this is a dreaming process without an “interpretation.“

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I'm with Allie P. and I'm trying to buy sushi but my wallet is missing, so I ask Allie if I can borrow some money, she gives me her credit card. I sit at a table and there's a bunch of scary looking dolls. I'm trying to count some foriegn money and put the dolls together to pay her back(idk).

I'm at a camp, might be a prison camp but not really, and I'm standing by a large pool and some guys. One guy kicks my pen into the pool and I get angry so I push him into the water, but he sinks to the bottom, pushes off to the top to get air, sinks again, repeat. I realize he can't swim and it's 20 feet deep. After awhile of this I know I have to save him even though I'm scared of the water. I jump and and save him and everyone cheers. Then, it becomes a game. People start fake drowning and whoever can rescue their person the fastest wins. I played one round and won.

Someone at camp had plans to kill another camper and then herself. Somehow I knew this but no one else did. T was there, watching or something, I don't remember. I go into ES mode and I follow the girl. I sort of know that this isn't really happening and I want to make it more interesting so I turn on my iPod to the song Car Radio. The guy that the girl was after was now hanging from a fence, blood dripping down his mouth. I go up to him and say, "Listen, everything is going to be alright, ok?" and he nods. I want to talk to the girl but I don't know what to say.


thinking: maybe T was watching for a reason, like I was trying to figure out what to do and what to say but didn't know and she knew. hmm..

T is dead IRL and I have been trying to summon her so it was surprising that she showed up in this non-lucid.

-1-Mom and I traveled to Canada City in NW Quebec. The city was free to use; not requiring a passport to enter from outside of Canada as long as you’re within the city limits. We went to a weird, packed restaurant with dumb music and unorganized dancing.
[New Scene]
I was playing a hide-and-seek game on a tiny map with 2 other DCs. There also were teleporters in 3 different places—1 at each base, and one in the middle. I was switching rapidly between locations via the teleporters to avoid getting caught. Then, I barely hid in the bushes at the sunny edge of the map(wearing a red shirt, mind you) and got saved by the game timer.

-2-This guy called “Jackson” was really good at hiding in the woods. The woods were very spread out at one point, but extremely thick several feet above. Another area was just plain thick. The entire area was always well-lit except for the underground areas, which could be accessed via the trees. One tree underground only qualified as a ditch. The others had their own cave system. Or you could climb the trees and hide near the top. Jackson, someone else, and I were hiding in the woods from someone. This happened multiple times.

-3-At one moment, I was in the US, the next I was somewhere else. There was heavy traffic outside as I climbed the stairs to a large room, where I asked a police woman to tell me where I was.
She said, “Doom.”
Me: “Can you show me on a map?”
The woman pointed to a location on the northwest coast of Scotland. After that, I went back downstairs and woke up.

-4-In Minecraft, there was a mod that restricted ender pearls so they only worked if they landed on grass. There was an underground section (more like a hollow mountain) where I put stained glass blocks around an entrance from the top via ladder. There was also an area with very high moving platforms supported by columns that extended deep into the bluish-gray fog below. I kept falling off by missing my ender pearl throws between them.
[New Scene]
I was using an impossible gun that had simple metal cylinders as bullets. It was a large revolver pistol with 10 bullet chambers. It was impossible because the bullets were of 3 separate pieces—the pointed tip and the two cylindrical pieces, and they fired one piece at a time, turning 10 bullets into 30. Suddenly, I was in a firefight with something. I fired a number of times more than what I thought should have fir in the gun. I shot at knighting in particular. When I reloaded, I did it quickly, and got most of the bullets in. Then, I loaded the last pieces in one by one.

-5-There were these pig aliens that had guns with millions of bullets in one magazine. Then, the police arrived and fired back unsuccessfully. I was in practically no danger in the damaged parking lot at night that was surrounded by buildings. Eventually, all that was left was no cops, two aliens, and a bomb. Also, there were two mini-TARDISes. When one of the aliens set it off(timer), we all rushed into one of the TARDISes, closed the doors, and waited. Once the small explosion passed, nothing else happened.


This is what happens to the months that have only sparse content.

This women is a reoccurring character in my dreams. She's a tall blonde white women wearing a red dress, i don't know anyone like her and yet she's always creeping in my dreams. She once tried to convince me that she was my aunt.

She started appearing in my dreams a few years ago and one of the first dreams I had where she was tormenting me was when I found myself walking through this small wooden maze. I'm not claustrophobic but the small narrow hallways were panic inducing. In the middle of the maze was a mall furnished room, there was only enough room to fit a queen sized bed. As i entered the room an old man holding a life sized mannequin that highly resembled the red dress women welcomed me to his home and offered me to stay the night. For some reason I agreed and laid down in the bed and he placed the mannequin on the bed facing away from me and said that she would keep me company if I got lonely and then left.
I am not a fan of mannequins so I just sat in bed and stared at the mannequin feeling too uneasy to sleep. Then the mannequins head turned to face me and she was smiling and I wasn't having none of that so I jumped out of bed and started running through the maze, I entered another room but this time it was like a house of mirrors and the mannequin was standing in the middle of the room staring at me and smiling and that is all I can remember before waking up.

some I'm in a lucid dream trying to get control of my gestures so I can attain a higher form of intellect and knowledge knowing my power is immense I start crucifying my movements with wake jolts that can imprison my body in still infamy then start dreaming about more connecting to the world that becomes a fantasy of virtual demise I start dying the vanish in a vortex of destroyed pixel where my body reform as liquid hydration as I keep dying I notice I have more and more chances to come back to life and try this gestures over and over until it seems fit that what I'm doing is correct

as I wake back up in lucidity I start transforming in melting glass then turn on fire in inhaling grasp my body becomes shrouded with flames haunting and tormenting my body to the exact pleasure of intense heat as a burning desire I try to gesture some more for more intent to wake up from my lucidity as the controlled virtual form of myself start replica forming where when I fall asleep my replica body become more passionate thru the darkness in a onslaught of gestures waking up after taking a power nap I'm in the virtual world again ready to die and keep trying it over and over

Date of Dream: FRI 5 JAN - 2018



Dream No. 258 - Separated Sections

Dream 258 A - Not Quite Yet (Lucid Dream 12)
I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. I can only remember from the point where the reality checks start. I was walking down the court of my current house. That's when I saw a sign called “Palms Rd”; I had suspicions I was dreaming, so I looked away from the sign and looked back at it again, all it said now was “7”. I thought to myself “Just 7? What it is 7?” but I what I said out loud was “It's a dream! Yes, I think I'm actually lucid now”.

I had in mind what I wanted to do in this dream and so proceeded to call Dreamy WB. I looked away from the corner, looked back and there was Dreamy WB standing in front of the fence of the corner house, tall and proud with a beautiful appearance. I said to her “Dreamy WB, please can you take me to see my deceased grandfather?” but the dream did not want to co-operate and I realised it starting to fade out on me.

I noticed too that the dream was starting to fade out and I looked at Dreamy WB in panic. I then thought to myself that I am not to say anything to anyone anymore... Stay as quiet as possible and let the dream take me somewhere. The harder I tried to focus, the blurrier the dream got and eventually... I got kicked out of a lucid again, being forced to wake up; grr.

Dream 258 B - Save The Falling Raccoon
I don't remember the first scene of this dream well. All I can remember is that it was night time and I was going to someone's house... A family friend that I don't recognise the identity of in real life. I was actually directing her to her own house and I said to her “It's on Anthony street”. She was about to turn into one street but I said “it's the next one!”. I was planning to go home with my mum's car that I took there but then I stayed a bit longer because someone was in a medical emergency and I wanted to see if there was anything I could do.

The next scene took place on “Arpeggio's Airship”, which is a true area from the game Sly 2. As I was exploring the area myself, I saw all these waypoints with various jobs for Sly and Murray. I do clearly remember one of Murray's jobs being called “Facebook”; the last part of the waypoint label was chopped off. and I thought to myself, “What's Murray and Facebook got to do with each other? He'd be the least likely candidate in the gang to use Facebook...”.

When I got to another part of the airship, I saw Sly and Murray there. Sly was struggling as he was hanging off some kind of ledge that would lead into oblivion if he fell off. Murray was apologising to Sly due to some sort of trouble he supposedly caused and told Sly to drink the drink in his hand that wasn't holding the ledge. Sly let go of the ledge and started falling but when he took a few gulps of that interesting drink, he floated back up to safety. That's all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 258 C - If She's Out, We're All Out
I don't remember much of this dream. From where I can remember, I was with Le Paradox on his blimp. He was making some sort of preposition to me; he was saying that he thinks he might get me to help him take out the Coopers. Instead of sending me out, he'd ask me to help him deal with them when they were on the blimp. The dream showed me wrapping each member of the gang up, trapping them in like “a li'l sushi roll”. I had already done Sly, I was up to doing Murray, and then I was going to do Bentley last but had to find another cloth because I only had two cloths at the time.

The dream then went a blank black screen... Bentley was doing a slideshow for the next job. He said something along the lines of “we need to keep her in the competition”. Along with that was a diagram with all the cooper gang face logos on it, including one of me! A cross was drawn over mine and then the crosses were animated for the original three members as well. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- In Command (Have 5 lucid dreams)
>> 1. All about lucidity techniques in my bedroom (239)
>> 2. Didn't quite go to plan... Yet still lucid (248 B)
>> 3. Entire time spent trying to get the Dreamy WB I know and love (251 B)
>> 4. An unproductive lucid dream (253 B)
>> 5. Tried to see my deceased grandfather with Dreamy WB... Didn't work (258 A)



Check this out: https://karlab14.deviantart.com/art/Dream-258-C-Scene-ThiefNet-Slideshow-723889387



Also, yet another letter to the ABTD being written today. Stop messing up my lucids thank you very much!

Morning of January 5, 2018. Friday.



The time is perceived, by looking at an analogue clock, as about 10:30 at night. Apparently, there is going to be a concert that Zsuzsanna and I will be going to (as well as at least our youngest son, as I see him in the room). We are in the bedroom of our present home. However, the room is different. Our bed is oriented correctly, but there is a toilet just beyond the foot of the bed, facing it (on the right side, and I sleep on the right side of the bed in reality) and at the southeast corner of the room. I do not consider this as unusual.

It seems that it may be a Three Dog Night concert, though this is anachronistic (though my dream self does not consider it as wrong). I see their photograph in a newspaper I am reading and they mainly seem in their early thirties. Curiously, I am aware that I can download a song, though the technology is somehow embedded in the newspaper. I see a metallic image of an MP3 player on the page, with equidistant vertical graduation lines regarding the length of the recording. Under the right side of it is a downwards arrow that implies opening up a context menu or clicking it to download it. (I do not really consider how ridiculous a concept this is, as one cannot click on a newspaper page as on a computer monitor.)

I have to use the toilet, but then I realize that if I did, we would be late. The concert apparently starts at about 10:45, which I see is only about three minutes away. I decide that we will have to miss going to the concert. I wake up anyway, as I need to use the bathroom in reality.

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Stalked

First dream. I was at work kind of flirting with some girl. She would talk to me and then someone else and then talked to me again.

Dream shifts to when I am walking home in a town I think is Chilliwack. I go down this alleyway by this abandoned house. I decide to explore but inside is all blue. Behind me two people are following and I can hear them saying, "He's going down that way, follow him," or something like that. I leave the abandoned house through a secret exit and wind up on a street however i can still hear the people following me. I pick up my pace to a run.

I definitely hear the two men approaching behind me so I suddenly turn around and run at them. One guy said, "What? why are you running AT us?

I took the one blonde guys arm and snapped it in half. I threw the other guy against a wall and crushed his head a few time I was yelling, "Don't follow me and leaver her alone don't come back or I'll kill you." I realised the girl from work had been walking with me all along and was staring at me beat the guy up.

WTF

I was at some outdoor concert with my brother in some stands. I noticed something like a tall tree in the sky and kept watching it. Some power line fell on the tree and caused it to spin. The tree was tangled with the wire and started spinning fast and somehow disappeared into a vortex. I was thinking, "That can't be right, no way a tree was that tall and then vanished."

Behind the clouds I saw a giant Godzilla sized snake flying through the air in the distance. It was twirling around and seemed to be flying in random directions. Somehow it seemed to be coming closer. I pointed it out to my brother and said, "We have to leave... now!" He agreed.

It transitioned to us driving away from the outdoor arena through a large city. People were taking to the streets and seemed to be in a hurry. Some sort of bridge stopped us and we had to get out and walk. We walked under another bridge and we were only a block from home. We almost got trampled by people running away and hit by cars desperately trying to get away.

Created Thursday 04 January 2018

As part of my New Year's Resolution, I'll try posting here a bit more often, DV tasks or not. Anyway, I got a number of fragments to note, as well as two full dreams.

Dream 1 - Badgering the Shrew

The visuals were blurred. I'm shopping in a superstore at night time. Skip to my waiting in line. It seemed a Middle-Eastern girl in a hijab was holding everyone up. This frustrated someone ahead of me, a tall African-descended girl in her early-mid twenties, her thin frame covered by a black coat, and a beanie partially concealing her curly-kinky hair. Indeed, she became so irate, that she began disrespecting the idler, up to and including using the audacious term "sand-nigger". The irony of such didn't go over my head. Still, I sought retribution.

"That wasn't nice", I blurbed calmly.

On getting the shrew's attention, I fired a barrage of red lasers at her, just strong enough to itch. Taking things a step further, I conjured a tiny clone of myself, who zapped her as I did while scurrying all over her person. More than enough pestering to drive that reprobate away. Good riddance.

There wasn't much more until this transitioned or ended.

Scrap Group 1
At home doing chores. I start organizing my bedroom/general storage closet, where I accidentally toppled a box filled with paper scraps. Amongst the litter were unusually tiny family pictures, as well as various cardstock tokens. The latter included several icons of Spider-Man, one of which was bright purple.

Watching Spider-Man: TAS. This had Spidey investigating an abandoned clocktower. Inside, he finds Shaggy from Scooby Doo. The two are then attacked by hovering gun drones, and later, unmanned attack helicopters.

Dream 2 - Can't Stop the Slander

The visuals were a little blurred. I was wandering around in a huge facility. While walking up a flight of stairs, I noticed my wearing baggy jeans, and without a belt, no less, condemning me to much discomfort. Several hallways and checkpoints later, I turn up inside an education building complex spanning from pre-school all the way through university. There, I encountered my sister, Margareta, and her daughter, Sandra, the latter of whom appeared a year or two older. I called to my niece, and began following both to a classroom, only to get the door closed and locked in my face. Hmph.

As I made my way back, I stumbled into a (larger than normal) waiting room for the local principal's office. After that, I somehow ended up within the huge reception area of a government office complex. T'was a ways out of my destination, I was sure, so I took the nearest elevator down.

There was someone already inside, a black woman who seemed suspicious of me. Later, two oriental girls in their early 20's appeared out of nowhere, one stubby, the other skinny and bespectacled. Anyway, the elevator drops me off directly into city streets. While exiting, I overheard the Asian girls murmuring about a young woman in the distance, giggling and mocking her about something or other. Paranoia got the better of me; I feared those two would insult me as well.

Incenced, I turned around, and blasted the skinny girl with stinging red lasers, but this seemed ineffective. Still, this did catch her intrigue. She approached, and asked to see more "magic tricks". So, I decided to leave her with a "gift": my mini clone. The girl graciously accepted the "adorable thing", as she put it, completely unsuspecting of the antics that awaited her. Couldn't help but snicker as I walked along.

By that point, I'd remembered the related dream above, and gained semi-lucidity (enough to know this wasn't real, just not necessarily a dream). Anyway, I soon entered a fancy apartment building, a bright, art-deco structure. I made my way up, and arrived at a suite with plain contemporary interior. My destination. Inside, I heard my mom's voice speaking loudly (as she usually does) in another room. To be more specific, she was complaining about me to dad. Such annoyance. Thought spooking her good would put an end to that. After asserting that we were visiting California, I created a small tremor. Unfortunately, mom didn't seem to notice at all. She soon exited the room ( a bathroom, actually), and continued her tirade in plain sight. In response, I brazenly shot static sparks at her, bringing her hair up on end. Despite as much, she still went on as if nothing happened. Bewildered, I upped the amp, zapping her with such force so as to cause stammering, trembling, and even to roll her eyes back. And yet, she still. Would. Not. Shut. Up.

I gave up, and let the dream end.

Scrap Group 2
Dreamlet transitioned to dream. I rode a glass elevator down to a cityscape similar to above. I "daydream" about Dragon Ball Super, particularly on the subject of dubs. This had me thinking of Whis getting bothered by his Saiyan pupil's repititive questions. He then manifested nearby.

3/6/15 (L)x2
-1(L)-Did a couple brief WILDs. Twice failed at stabilizing. Making loud noises should not include shouting at first.
-2-In this dream, I tried to use my Action Replay on the gamecube again. I put the disc in, and Melee started up. However, the AR stopped working and only booted up normal Melee.
[New Scene]
I thought about Oblivion. Suddenly, I was in Cyrodiil. This guy was playing. He was getting attacked, so he decided to run and jump off a cliff. He was aiming for the water at the bottom, but he undershot the jump, so he landed in the shallow water and lost most of his health.
[New Scene]
A wolf ate a poisoned rabbit. Something caused three wolves including that one to become self-conscious and intelligent. Something else caused the two healthy wolves to be able to mind-control a group of humans to save the bloody, poisoned wolf. Suddenly, the scene switched to Continuum, where Kierra was sitting on a couch when Dillon showed up and notified her about the wolf situation as well as something else. He was beginning the second one when Kierra said that he should stop acting like a ???. Suddenly, one of the wolves threw something at a little girl. Then, that thing became clay, and one of the wolves said something funny.
Lucid Time: 30-60 seconds

3/9/15
Spawn: Somewhere in Skyrim, leaning on a fence with Erandur.
We were having fractions of visions of the future, where only one of us was going to get out alive from any of the giant maze dungeons. (The giant maze dungeons are super huge places that are extremely difficult to survive in, navigate, and exit. This included Aperture, and whatever was under Septimus Signus’ Outpost. I forgot the rest.) Someone was going to the outpost, and we had to follow. Once we got inside, I quickly realized that this was a bad mistake. After we walked down the first hallway to a circular door, and a window. Looking through the window, I saw APERTURE on the far wall. I thought that it would be suicide to go in there. However, the other two didn’t seem to care much, as they teleported in after we opened the huge door. After that, we looked around the room, completely ignoring the brightly-lit room beyond the glass in the back corner, opposite the door. We continued to explore. We walked through a lighter circular door. Shortly after, someone pressed a button that triggered the slow closing of the doors. We all rushed out and ran to the first door. Only I made it in time. I tried pressing ‘open’ on a small panel (with the other choice being ‘oil’), but it was being overrid with the other command. As Erandur and the other guy were going to become trapped in there, I decided to be trapped with them, rather than be outside, unable to do anything without taking loads of time to prepare first. So, the vault door was closed, and there was no way out. The only thing we could do was explore the facility. Walking back to the same place where the lighter door used to be was now a concrete wall with a doorway on the right. We walked through the doorway and ended up in 20th-century Aperture, with Cave Johnson as CEO. [Skip] [Switch to Cinematic View] Cave Johnson was in a room with 2 other guys holding clipboards. Cave was wearing a hazmat suit, ready to test some gel with a medal something in his hands.

What the heck? I don't think of snakes as symbolizing evil or danger or stuff like that. They don't really symbolize anything to me- just another cool part of nature to be cautious of yet still admire.

I dreamed I was walking up our porch steps and I saw a shadow under the porch. Thought it was a cat or something. Then, I walked down our porch steps and I saw a VERY teensy animal baby (the size of a caterpillar). It was a baby raccoon. The shadow under the porch was an alligator. I thought it was dead, but when I looked closer, I could see it breathing. I wanted to pick up the baby raccoon but I was afraid of waking the alligator up and getting attacked. Then the mom raccoon came out and wanted affection for me. I wanted it to take care of its baby but it followed me to my car.
I saw a dead baby raccoon and thought she was abandoning them because they were sick or something.

Then I had JW dreams and ??? dreams of special belongings. I was gathering books I owned that had been illustrated by me (not professional or anything, just keepsakes). One of the books was a Bible and it had a dedication on the cover. It was for someone I had been studying with. (I am NOT an illustrator IRL lol and I knew no such study IRL). I was trying to move all of these things, plus some clothes and some items I was sneaking. ?

I only recall snippets of the snake dream. They were Coral snakes and they were everywhere. They lined the base of a row of trees in a way that mimicked the popular picture/meme "How many twins are there?". I thought I'd climb the trees to avoid them, but then I saw them all over the trees too.

The alligator in the dream probably came about because of my zombie game. As for the rest, I've no idea lol. Well, the JW dream is me longing to return to my spiritual life and it's fairly common in and of itself. The packing up my belongings is also fairly common but I don't know the significance of the drawings. Maybe I want to be more creative lol?

Fell asleep at: 5:00 AM


Woke up at: 1:00 PM


Dream:
I think I'm in a warped, dreamlike version of my school, fused with one of the houses from the colonias near my town. It's all the usual dream stuff, just me walking around, minding my own business...


When the DC of my dead cousin shows up. And I am speechless.


Now, I'm not gonna sugarcoat things. Even though this was an experience personal to me, I felt like it was worthy enough to be talked about. It's nothing too graphic or too sad, so stick with me.

He's wearing a greasy looking pinstriped suit, a faded black with light gray lines. He looks unkempt, as was his style I guess. He was always the "cool" one, and often put his appearance first before anything (The man owned a leather jacket for Pete's sake).

Immediately I start choking up. He's on the other side of a chainlink fence but manages to jump over it because he could. I think he was talking about something, but I was too preoccupied dealing with my own anxieties.

"This is the one person I hate so much...How could he do this to us? Why does he still look so cool? How is this possible? The one person I try so hard not to emulate shows up in my dream, without MY permission? Typical. But...there are so many questions..."

He walks around for a bit; around a twisting, almost rotten tree, and peers into a window. Excited children flood the window, and he smiles back. I get even more temperamental.

He parkours his way up a wall, onto the roof, totally in line with his character. I think to myself:

"What do I talk to him about? How different are we? Why the hell did you do that to us? Will I ever see you again? Can you get the heck away from me?" My fist clenches trying to hold it in, and I choke up once more, on the verge of tears.


But I don't have any time to think.


The children whom he had met burst out through the door, and he jumps back down to meet them. I trail them all back inside through a red door to my right.

They're all laughing, having a good time, but I demanded an answer from him (Well, not really but you get the point) and still he had nothing left to say. The children have also done some excellent drawings and sketches on notebook paper, and I admire just how detailed it looks.

But I clearly have had enough. I stormed out of the room and went to contemplate this situation elsewhere.

I wind up in a big city. A parade seems to be going on in town as kids throw humongously large rubber dodgeballs at each other, cars pour in from every corner, and confetti rains down from above.

I don't take part in the festivities, I'm too shaken to even think. In the real world, that would've been the death of me. I walk callously across each gathering of students and even snake my way through busy traffic.

I come across a chainlink fence and think I should climb it, but thoughts of my deceased cousin crossed my mind, and I move onto something else.

And that's when the dream ended.

I'm in an amusement park with a few of my friends/family. I get on this rollercoaster with my sister. As we're going up the hill I realize I never put my safety bar down. I told her that and she tells me to put it on before we go down the hill. It won't budge so I hold on for dear life as we go through flips and spins.

I remember we had some motive to overthrow the park from the leaders. We were sort of sneaking around when a manager came up to us who sort of looked like the dad of my childhood friend Thomas. I ask him how the kids are but he's onto our scheme to overthrow the park so he suspiciously follows us to the second floor. We tell him we need to go to the bathroom so we sneak into there.

At some point I'm just in this overhead view like rollercoaster tycoon trying to decide which rides to build and then trying to build the paths to the entrances and exits but they're messed up due to the slant of the hills. There were all kinds of rollercoasters and I remember I had accidentally built 3 of the same kind right next to each other.

Another non-lucid I'm back in college at JMU visiting my friend Kyle. I'm in our old apartment in the bathroom but it's some sort of closet. He comes in with my buddy Grayson and they're talking about drinking and smoking weed. He offers me weed but I decline because I didn't want to get messed up at the moment. There are girls with them as well. Chandni was there but wasn't wearing any pants and I couldn't recognize the other girls.

Dream fragment where I'm in my back yard from my old house in the woods. There's a tv there and I think I'm playing mario party with a few other people.

I'm back in high school in the back of the school. There's a girl from my grade who I think is attractive. At some point I'm looking at her instagram and her pictures are very revealing. The back parking lot always has this weird upper platform on the left side next to the soccer field where people are standing on top, I think it's made of wood. I'm eating some sort of fruit roll up thing which I decide to hand off to someone else. I'm walking out of the parking lot towards the football stadium. That area is dark and my surroundings are getting very dark. A vehicle that seemed a little bit evil drove past me and it felt like someone riding in it was staring me down. I had a blanket or cloak around me so I wrap it tighter around my head and body.

Date of Dream: THU 4 JAN - 2018



Dream No. 257 - Separated Sections

Dream 257 A - The Violent Hippo Encounter (Nightmare!)
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, it was night time and I was in some area with low levels of water. I saw a raccoon in blue coming in from the distant black rooftops... It was Sly. When he was close enough to me, he hopped off a rooftop and scuttled towards me. He said hello to me and some other short sentence that I don't remember. Then I heard a thud behind me; I turned around to notice it was the fellow hippo Murray.

At first, I thought it was just going to be a friendly encounter... I was wrong. At first, he looked normal but he started raising his voice at me. He said to get away from them and not hurt Sly. I actually tried reasoning with Murray but it didn't seem to work. He turned nasty and said he was going to kill me. Then the most awful thing happened, the dream distorted him and boy did he look ugly! His mask nearly fell off and his eyes went all wild and beady. In addition to that, his teeth turned into those as sharp as a shark and two teeth became millions.

He was now just growling at me with all his new multiple teeth showing. I was in a panic now, constantly telling Murray to stop. No matter what I did, he was inching closer and closer to me. In the meantime, Sly walked past again lifting his blue hat off to me as a friendly gesture. The turtle Bentley was walking beside Sly and gave me a quick enthusiastic wave. While Murray was still tormenting me, Sly kept walking backwards and forwards, trying to offer friendly distractions. I get the idea that the gang really wanted to be friends with me but Murray was in paranoia mode and because I was a little girl to them, he thought that making me his dinner would really made sure I never went back for a second attempt.

Back to the dream; I did see one instance of the police fox Carmelita patrolling the rooftops but it was very brief. Now things were getting bad and Murray was getting scarier and scarier. He was uncomfortably close and just as he was about to open his mouth to stuff me into it; I was forced to wake up.

Dream 257 B - A Change Of Heart
I started off in some unknown area but just like in Dream A, there was a very low level of water where I was; even if it was just a centimetre deep. I turned around and noticed Murray but didn't end up freaking out straight away; he was back to his normal figure. I noticed that he was significantly larger than me, approximately three times as big.

Instead of being freaked out, I just stood there, waiting for him to say something. Eventually, he came up to me and said something like “Hey, I'm sorry about what happened in the last dream. But now that I'm back to normal, the dreams' gotta go back to normal too”. For a moment, I look confused but when I looked down at the water, I realised the place was going to flood and I started panicking. The water shot up so quickly but before I knew it, Murray had grabbed me and I was sitting on his arm, waiting for the dream to do what it was going to do next.

I ended up by myself in some school environment, where all the teachers and fellow classmates had American accents. I don't completely remember what happened in those scenes but I was very confused and gave the teachers and students lessons of my own knowledge. That's all I can remember about that dream.

Dream 257 C - Family In America
I was in some shop with my parents that resembled David Jones but then mention was made that we were in America. In this dream, I seemed to be impressed with all the stock at these shops and I said something like how there isn't near as much on sale in Australia. This scene was very short and soon, we were walked around other shops in this big mall. I was marvelling at all the colourful jewellery I saw through store windows.

The next scene showed that we were on a bus. I forgot the conversation overall but I can remember that it was something about going to another hotel. There was this American woman on the bus that was in our conversation as well. I was relieved that we were staying in a low floor hotel which didn't require the use of lifts. My mum said that we're going to this place called the Grand Hotel and this made me freak out. In the dream, I thought that the Grand Hotel would have gazillions of floors which meant regular use of lifts. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
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