non-lucid

Don’t have all the details in mind but from what I recall I was lucid and brought to Dawn who said we were connected though unexpected. I was than given white chocolate in rectangular shapes and munched on them while I waited to see what would happen next. Another dc came and was organizing stuff around us while I waited. Don’t recall what happen next but I know I took the moment to appreciate my lucidity in this dream when I was. The non lucid part caught my attention but I forgot it by now

So it turns out I have been doing this all wrong for around 3 months. I have been setting an alarm after 5 hours' sleep, and have only been writing dreams down sporadically. Around 3 days ago I started watching a ton of videos by a youtuber named Tipharot. He mentioned it would be better using a vibrate alarm around 6 hours after sleep, not just 6 hours after getting into bed. He also recommends trying multiple techniques to get a lucid dream. Well this morning I turned off my loud alarm that would sort of jolt me awake a lot of times, and I just told myself I'd wake up after 6 hours / 5 am. I did set up a backup vibrate alarm for a bit after 6 hours, but I woke up naturally this morning.

Discord
Had a particularly bad session of Overwatch, so I went on discord to discuss my frustration. There were people saying Overwatch sucked at the moment because streamers were showing exploits in the game of mercy getting guaranteed critical hits any time she moved, and Junkrat keeping ult change if he just spammed it.

Baseball
I kept trying to hit tennis balls with a shovel? I wasn't successful and people kept laughing at me. I attributed it to me being new at it and the tennis balls being all dented.

Success!
I was going with the flow of a dream, and tried doing reality checks at one point, but they all failed. I was driving in a car and things started appearing around me. I asked if it was a dream, plugged my nose, tried putting fingers through palms, and none of it seemed off. A bit later down the road I snapped out of it and said "Wait. yes, this is a dream." I was a bit worried that the RCs hadn't worked, but I was focused mroe on stabilizing the dream, since it was very low quality. I just tried seeing more things. I got out of the car and rubbed my hands together. I smelled my armpit, I licked the ground, I even ate some grass. This did all stabilize the dream, but it wasn't extremely vivid. I guess it felt pretty real, but I have had much more clear and vivid dreams in the past. I walked inside this store and thought about my goals. I decided against searching for a dream guide, given my location and circumstance. I looked around the store and decided to grab an icee. I filled it up and walked up to the cashier. I knew I could just walk away with it, but I wanted to try a tip Tipharot taught. I said to the person "Thanks for the icee, the car is out front." She just sort of blankly responded with "Oh yeah..." and walked away. I noticed on my way out that the two employees looked like the same person.

I wanted to try this jedi mind trick again, so I walked up to another woman and said "Oh yeah, you were going to give me your shirt, weren't you?" She just called me a pervert and ran away. I tried summoning a portal to escape but had no success. I said aloud "Portal!" No effect. I then said it in my head- no effect. I took a bit of grass and threw it hard on the ground and shouted portal, but nothing showed up. I saw red and blue lights coming around the corner and I woke up.

More Overwatch
I couldn't see much. Almost everything was pitch black, except some people and objects. I got my bearings and found I was playing a variant of mei from Overwatch. I was racking up kills in no time, as I found nobody could see me, just as I couldn't see my surroundings. I came face to face with a widowmaker who had a new weapon. It was some sort of freeze ray that shot a slow projectile specifically for taking out meis. She fired almost all her shots into thin air. She was facing 90 degrees away from me and couldn't find where I was. I made myself visible, and she missed her last shot on me. She became furious, grabbed my neck and started yelling about my hero choice, my performance, the game, etc. I couldn't help but just smile, which made her more mad. I tried saving the moment using shadowplay, but then the dream ended. (Saves the last 3 mins game footage if you have a newer nvidia graphics card.)


My dreams were fairly difficult to recall, and were of a lower quality, but I haven't been dream journaling much and I am just getting the hang of it again. Quality should improve soon.

so I made a law of what happens when you close your here number

1.you will be tormented rape and murder on every occasion
2.you will be but a mere blind being before lucidity
3.every nightmare you have is your last awakening
4.every dream is to escape your nightmares
5.last but not least when dreaming and closing your eyes you will only live upon nightmare and murders as I shall commit sins as murder for the time being as the restriction of law as not seeing nor knowing what happens when my eyes close

This was the first night that I tried the method I discussed in my Method of Loci post to help with dream recall. The first dream felt relatively long and vivid, and when I woke up (around 1:15am), I packed it away in a plain red shoebox. Only now I can't remember what I packed or any details about the dream, except for that I put something in there that resembled the bow of a miniature shipping vessel. Just the bow, as if it was cut off. It was silver or dull light gray.
After this dream I felt pretty good about myself, so I tried SSILD and overdid it a little, to the point that I couldn't get back to sleep for quite some time. I didn't get back to sleep until 3am, and I think this contributed to me forgetting any details about the first dream except the one item I packed in the box (a standard red shoebox, with a separate lid [not a folding one-piece box]). I think at one point I tried to write on the lid with a brighter red magic marker, but I can't remember what I wrote either.

I remember that the next dream was an FA, but when I awoke I didn't have any details to pack into the orange shoebox.

The next dream was the first of the night that I could remember. I was with friends/classmates in an auditorium (it felt like a college, but the auditorium was bigger than my college). I think this was linked to one of my old classmates asking me in WL to come to a graduation party. The non-WL DCs and I stayed there for a while, listening to the lecture and discussing something. At the end I walked out but had to come back for my backpack, which was a dull greyish-brown and black, and was slouched on the ground against the seats in front.
The next scene was a relatively smooth transition, and it felt like the same auditorium, but it was merged with the fellowship hall from my old church, except there were black double doors for the exit and they were mostly glass. A kid from my middle/high school who was intensely socially awkward was kind of harassing an older female teacher. Their dynamic reminded me of the receptionist at my current job and one of my more annoying coworkers. I try to help, and he leaves, but he's at the glass doors again in a second, although they won't open.
Somehow, I exit through the front doors of my old church.
I put a scrap of cloth from the schoolbag and a pencil (reference to socially awkward kid) in the yellow shoebox.

The next thing I remember, I'm in an office with white walls and wooden features, standing with one of my coworkers. The office seems more like an office on campus than from work. He's asking for a raise, at least once every month, as well as "some kind of advancement". The office has white walls, wood floors, and large picture windows showing some greenery.
The scene then cuts to a long hallway with tall ceilings, cream walls, wood beams, and warm recessed lighting. This may be the outside of the office. There are no windows and although it feels very closed off, it's not uncomfortable.
I didn't pack anything in the shoebox for this.

Next I'm in a yard (the music bldg from campus?) walking by huge oaks with sprawling branches and roots. I'm stepping over the roots with some DCs. The branches and roots and even patches of grass are all covered with these bright green caterpillars that seem like a mix between leaves and larvae. They have curling antenae and they're flailing and oscillating. This scene feels like it lasted a while, I talk with the DCs.
Next I'm approaching the courtyard for a dormitory or hotel. The walkway is made of the same red stone as my current apartment's courtyard. All over the walkway, there's a thin coating of crushed green caterpillars. It looks like pollen on the sidewalk on a spring day. There are caterpillars here and there and I'm forced to step on them. The feeling is repulsive. By the entrance to the dormitory, I see a young Romanian boy (adolescent) with missing teeth and a hat, evocative of Titanic.
I put a chunk of the red stone and a few caterpillars into the green shoebox (this really helped with recall later on).

In a school room with my girlfriend, the lighting is blue with some dull warm yellows. There's a mentally handicapped student (older than us - looks late twenties to thirty). Although all of the students are in their early twenties, it feels like a middle or high school class. There are traditional seats as well as what looks like a shop in the back.
The mentally handicapped guy has now morphed into two people - a younger, thinner man in a red shirt (the victim) and a darker, more sinister figure with an automatic gun. The man in red is forced to kneel behind the shop table. I have a handgun in my hand, but classmates grab my shoulder and don't let me use it. The man with the gun approaches the shop table. I now have a butcher knife from my own kitchen, but still they grab my shoulder and don't let me stop the man. The man says "Final countdown. Aye aye," and then starts shooting. Up to the point right before shooting, the victim has been kneeling with his back straight, proud. But at the last moment, he ducks and tries to escape. The man keeps shooting him and the gunshots don't sound right. The man keeps saying "Aye aye. Aye aye. Aye aye," over and over as he mows this guy down. The bullets make thunking sounds as they lodge themselves into him. I don't know how to describe it -- it was like shooting cheese? The whole time this happening I'm drifting towards wakefulness and I think about how much that must hurt, and start imagining the sensation; it's quite vivid.

I put two eyeballs with the trails (think Neversoft) in the shoebox ("Aye aye"), and this was enough for me to remember the rest -- it was quite jarring.

Side note -- I've been keeping a pretty good DJ and actually had two more LDs this weekend, but it takes me some time to revise it for posting on DV. I'll try to be better about this in the coming weeks. Thanks for reading!

A very bizarre one, and I only remember small fragments, but I'll try my best to describe it...

The dream was in some sort of an underwater cave system. I could swim like a fish and breathe underwater.

One of the cave entrances had a bar. When I entered the bar, there was somehow no water inside, it just looked like a normal bar above the sea level, but regardless, the bartender was a fish with a mustache. He was cleaning a beer glass. There was no way to get behind the counter, but in the middle of the room was a box. I pushed it so I could jump over. When I got behind the counter, I grabbed a bottle of whiskey but the bartender didn't care.

In another scene, for some reason I had to chase a derpy eel called Gustenbiebel. Little did I know that he also had an evil twin brother, Kwistenbiebel*. They both lived in a separate cave, but their entrances looked similar. I chased Gustenbiebel, lost him for a bit, and momentarily I saw from some point of view other than my own that he fled into his cave. So I swam to his cave, but I accidentally entered Kwistenbiebel's cave instead, and I was stuck there. Kwistenbiebel looked rather hungry. Fortunately, that's where the dream ended at, it seems.

(* "kwistenbiebel" is a Flemish word that means something like "moron"... "gustenbiebel" is just something my dream made up)

Morning of December 17, 2017. Sunday.



In my dream, I am in an unknown house, though my sister Marilyn (deceased) is present. It is not seemingly implied to be the Loomis Street house. She appears as she did in the 1960s. I have no recall of her deceased status.

I have the awareness that a laptop computer does not use 3.5-inch disks (and that they are old technology), and yet I have no viable memory of the last twenty years of my life. (Dreams are strange that way.) Marilyn does mention this game as not being compatible with her computer. There is a set of about seven disks that are needed to install and run the game.

Eventually, we somehow get the game to work. It is holographic, though also seemingly solid at times, and fills nearly half of the unknown room. Two spherical aquariums appear on each side of the playing field, near the center of each side, where other features appear on each end, though I am mostly only focused on the aquariums. The virtual aquariums are about three feet high, though elevated to about five feet from the floor with a stand.

Apparently, the game involves some sort of event when an anthropomorphic fish emerges from at least one of the aquariums, though no actual game play ensues. There are some resets of this dream where parts repeat, though much is not that clearly defined.

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An aquarium represents the mental model of the nature of the dream state (in real time). In this case, the two spherical aquariums symbolize the sleeping minds of Zsuzsanna and me. The anthropomorphic fish would represent the emergent consciousness “coming out of sleep”, sleep of which is symbolized as water.

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RAS quantizes the mental model of the dream state in this way at times, more so when sleep is somewhat restless or with “intrusive” environmental factors, based on the analogy of being in a fishbowl when outside noise is more intrusive into sleep, otherwise vaguely similar in waking transition symbolism to the very common water lowering waking symbolism (which has occurred at least once per normal sleeping period for over fifty years, since earliest memory).

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Date of Dream: SUN 17 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 245 - Finding My Way Home

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was on the DreamViews forum when one username on the online list caught my eye. The username was “WB” followed by a couple of symbols. I checked out the profile and as soon as I saw the word “Killester” in the about section, I thought “uh oh... WB's got a DreamViews account”. I looked further and it was actually some other Killester girls that made the account; BG was actually the main person on there. All I could do for a few minutes was sit frozen in my chair, in shock, and gripe over the fact that they could see all of my dreams.

I reloaded the account in a few minutes and found out that it had been deactivated. They must have known that I was on and I was going to do something about it if they didn't. When I was at Killester for classes, I thought to avoid Ms L at all costs as the DreamViews scenario would've still had a big impact. She was at the portables area and I had classes there as well. I timed it so that I waited a few seconds and then followed behind quietly until I got to the place that I wanted to get to.

The dream changed scenes to actually having a class in the middle of the walkway leading up to the library. In waking life, Mr C teachers PE and woodwork but in the dream, he was teaching RE. I remember sitting on the floor, having bibles in front of all of us. I can remember that AA spoke but I don't remember what she said specifically.

The scene changed again and I was intending to make my way home from somewhere. For the first part, I was running down the Monash Freeway and ended up travelling almost as fast as a car. When I got off the freeway, I found myself in some neighbourhood that resembled the area behind my church. I soon found out that I had a lot longer to go and started to feel lost. I then saw arrow shaped signs that said “Mulgrave” on them; I figured I would get home by following these signs. After following two signs, I felt completely lost.

I figured it was time to start calling for Dreamy WB. It was hard to get her in this dream and it felt like forever that I was calling for her. At one point, I told myself to keep on the task. I eventually entered this bushy nature walk and there I elaborated on my intention. As I look up one of the cliffs, examining my surroundings, I yell out “Dreamy WB, I'm lost!”. I continue walking down the track and see all these people appearing, sprouting up from the ground like a beanstalk. I'm now walking through a maze of people, still calling for Dreamy WB who is nowhere to be found.

I am now going on like a broken record and eventually, someone who looks like WB comes out from behind a bunch of people. It's Dreamy WB and her appearance is that of an ash coloured jumper with black leggings and white canvas sneakers; her hairstyle is the short frizzy pigtail. She held a cute, innocent disposition while standing on the spot, waiting for me to come to her.

When I stood in front of her, she picked me up and started carrying me back down the path where I originally came from. I felt at ease when she was holding me, almost as if feeling like she was taking me for a leisurely stroll. I was facing in towards her so as she actually saw what was coming ahead, I had my head tucked into hers and admired the scenery that was behind us when I was first looking for her.

When we got to the end of the path, I said to her, “That's where I came from”. Dreamy WB must have been mistaken since she found out as she turned me around and took me the other way. Along the way, she stopped and spoke to some stranger Asian woman with me still perching on her. She said that if the woman got to the station as soon as possible, she could catch the 4:55 train with Dreamy WB. When we left the woman, I asked what the train thing was about. Dreamy WB told me that the train would be going to a station that I actually recognized the name of, I think it was Glen Waverley. I knew this would be my ticket home, so I asked if I could go with her. She said yes and so now I was hoping the other woman wouldn't turn up because now she couldn't go.

We got to the station and other members of my family were there. I said to Dreamy WB, “I have to ask them if I can go with you” and she told me to be quick or I'd miss the train. Seeing as though I had to be quick, I didn't ask anyone as I couldn't tolerate a no... I just told them. I went up to my brother and said, “I'm catching the next train with my dream guide”. Before he had time to say anything, I went to locate my dad and I said the same thing. I saw my mum and grandma on the upper floor but couldn't reach them, so just assumed that my dad and brother would pass the information on.

I headed over to the side of the tracks where Dreamy WB was waiting for me to board the train with her. Just as she was helping me to board the train, I woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: SAT 16 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 244 - Separated Sections

Dream 244 A - Repair The Friendship
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in my other grandma's house in the room next to the garage. JSa's dad was in there and he was making an offer to me if I wanted to restore my friendship with JSa. At first he sounded confident but when later on, he started becoming skeptical. He said that something I said online was really bad. I said to him “but that was a few years ago!”.

After that, he had made his decision that JSa and I could never be friends again. I then go to him, “Well why make the offer in the first place? That was a waste of time”. I don't remember what else happened in that dream.

Dream 244 B - Deceased Vet
I was in my brother's room where my mum came in to discuss treatment plans for the cats leg with me and my brother. My mum said that the vet had passed away and so she would see if one of the desk ladies could take her in and have a look at her. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 244 C - The Arch Nemesis Returns
I was at my old house, nearly being night time. There was a school test taking place in the dining room. I don't remember how I felt but I walked out on that test half way through and Mrs M was following me to the backyard while trying to call me back in there. I ended up in the backyard in the end and that's where a bully from my primary school was. TS was giving me some really horrid, dirty look, daring me to fight him. I thought to myself “I'm going to get rid of him once and for all”.

I was to face TS like I would be facing some sort of boss in a game. TS disappeared and what replaced him was some yellow lit-up wall that placed itself up against one of the fences in the yard. There would be all these different amounts of money on the wall and my challenge was to catch the balls that the TS-wall would throw at me and knock out all the values in a certain amount of time. The first time it was easy as it would just throw one ball at me that I would easily catch and throw back. I barely knocked out any money values though when the frequency of balls at me increased to two.

Time had eventually run out and so the wall reset itself and I had to start again. The frequency of the balls increased quicker this time. It seems like each time I had to start again, TS would be harder to beat. I tried about four or five times and on the last try, there were four balls coming at me that I had to catch. I missed the first few goes but I eventually got hang of it and caught all the balls to throw back at him. When I had lost the last try, I woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



I find this funny; the dead vet scene felt so real that when I woke up, my mum was talking about the cat and so I ask her "Is it true that the vet died or was I dreaming?" and she said "no, he's still around"... Oops!

Morning of December 15, 2017. Friday.

Dream #: 18,624-02. 3 min 20 sec read.



Cubitis (irrelevant since 1978) is the first location of my dream, but snow and ice cover my Cubitis home's front yard. My dream self does not hold a recognition of this place, and snow and ice would have never been a feature. Cubitis occurs as an incidental setting rather than having associations with my childhood and teenage years.

I am vaguely aware of my conscious self's identity but not my current address or status. I am involved in a treasure hunt but not as a recognized participant. Laverne and Shirley, as the television characters from the original series, are key participants.

A vivid segment occurs with a life-size version of the Matchbox car Alvis Stalwart BP Exploration Vehicle. It approaches from the northwest and is functioning as a snowplow. It is nighttime. I am amazed by its size and power, though I am unsure who is driving it. (I know they are one of the treasure hunt participants.) The loud yet soothing noise it makes is vivid. I know I have to get to where the treasure might be before it catches up, though I am only walking fast. Despite the snow and ice, I do not feel cold. I walk briskly through an area toward the south, south of the front yard of the Cubitis house, and the headlights of the vehicle shine on me twice. I try to dodge their beam, yet I feel little concern. (This is a factor of being vaguely aware of daybreak and not wanting to wake yet.)

Eventually, although I am still outside, I arrive at a place that looks like a large hall of a house, though the implication is that it is an outside area. (Using a real-life comparison, it is about where the south neighbor's carport would have been.) I notice fast-food wrappers and some papers amidst piles of books and other items to my left. Laverne and Shirley seem confident about finding the treasure at this point. There may be a letter from someone, or another clue, revealing where it is.

I realize we are nearing the end of the area designated as part of the treasure hunt. I wonder if the exploration vehicle is still somewhere nearby. My dream's setting, which is still part of the outside treasure hunt, is now a bedroom, with at least one wall and part of the ceiling missing.

Laverne and Shirley become annoyed that the treasure may not exist. However, I soon notice an A4-size transparent plastic envelope that is full of shiny gold coins. It is vertically upright and pressed against the south wall just behind some other items. They look like Australian two-dollar coins, but I know they are twenty-dollar coins. Laverne and Shirley are sitting on the bed at this point. I give it to Laverne and soon notice another container of more gold coins. It resembles an A4-size plastic box that we keep documents in, though this one is more transparent. I ask Laverne if I can have some of them, not considering that they should all be mine, as I am the one who found them. She cheerfully agrees I should have some of them. I awake while looking at the supposed twenty-dollar coins sliding out of the first container onto the center of the bed, ready to be counted. (The bed's orientation is from east to west. Its association with where it would be in the setting from where my dream started is unknown.)

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The "Laverne & Shirley" influence is mainly a metacognitive association with dreaming from hearing the opening theme song so often. It mostly corresponds with the lyrical line, "got a dream and we just know now." "Reaching a bed" has been a fundamental ending to my dreams since childhood, for the self-evident reason I am a metacognitive dreamer.

Coins have often featured in my dreams since childhood, from summoning somatosensory dynamics. (It is from wanting to enhance or stabilize my sense of touch while in the dream state, but I also had a silly belief when I was very young that I could pull a coin from out of the dream state). Noticing the sense of touch is one dynamic when emerging from REM atonia.

The ambiguity of dream settings and their countless composites of unrelated locations, their continually transforming attribute, and consciously unresolvable indoor-outdoor ambiguity (perception of being in an indoor and outdoor area simultaneously), and partial renderings in otherwise undefined space, is wholly unlike waking life or any factor of reality or memory.

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The Matchbox car I dreamt of yesterday (the flatbed truck with a house on the back, listed as "Truck with Site Office," though there were two in that dream of different colors), and the Matchbox car appearing here as a life-size vehicle (listed as "Alvis Stalwart" BP Exploration Vehicle), are number 60 and 61 (appearing in my dreams on consecutive days). The sequence may be coincidental or residual thoughts of a dreaming experience from the previous day, integrating into a new dream.

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Date of Dream: FRI 15 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 243 - Disability Residence

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at some place that looked like The Glen Shopping Centre. No matter what I did in this dream, the dream wouldn't allow me to summon Dreamy WB even though I was in a major crisis. I did eventually gain the confidence to attack all the flying bot-like enemies myself with my available elements. First I used fire on them but that didn't seem to do much damage. Next was electricity which was enough to disrupt the circuits on some of them, making them fall down and die but they weren't all gone.

The last element I used was ice which made every single one of them shrivel up into a messy prune shape and then fall out of the sky and into nowhere. When I was back on the ground, I tried to see if I could still get Dreamy WB. I told myself that she would be in the carpark of The Glen but when I went into the pitch black complex, I couldn't sense anyone or anything still besides myself and the emptiness surrounding me.

The dream scene changes to where I am at some sort of nursing home but rather than being for old people, it was for people with any age who had disabilities. I was one of the residents in this home and because I was new, the staff had asked me to introduce myself by sharing my condition with my room-mates. My friends JH and LA was also in my room but JO was elsewhere in the home. There were other room-mates besides JH and LA but I don't remember them from waking life.

A member of staff had come to check on us. I forgot what they did but they would always treat me like an 80 year old in a typical nursing home. Later on in the dream, my mum and I were at some shop that looked like MYER. The lady from the disability home told me that I was only allowed to chose clothes from one certain colour scheme in the Review section. My mum and I ended up looking at a lot of Review racks across the entire 2nd floor. The lady had soon called us back as it was time to head back to the home. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

2017, 12-15

The Dark Tower – Riddle Me This

I am on board Blaine the monorail. I look around and see that Roland, Eddie, Susanna, and Jake are here. I wonder where MoSh is? It seems like I haven’t seen him around lately. Now Roland is insulting Blaine. He is saying how rude he could be if Blaine was not a mere gadget. He says he could call Blaine a sucker of cocks if he had a mouth. The others are just shocked at this, but I think I might laugh. I stifle my laughter, thinking this might not be the best course of action. Roland and Blaine go back-and-forth for a bit, calling each other rude and stupid, but then they finally come to an agreement. If we can stump Blaine with a riddle, then he has to stop at the end of the track and let us off. If not, he’s just going to slam into the end and turn everyone inside of him into paste. I figured this shouldn’t be a problem for getting everyone off. But it would be best to stall so that we can get the ride across the wastelands. Roland then asks Blaine to leave while we consult with each other. Blaine agrees, and screen at the front of the room turns red.

Roland lays out a plan for how we are going to do this. Roland says we need to judge how good Blaine is at riddling, and we will each tell one riddle. Susanna first, then Jake, then me, then Roland, and Eddie will go last. After we have chosen riddles, Roland touches the screen at the front of the room to indicate to Blaine that we are ready. Blaine seems more than happy to get going on the contest. Susanna tells a very simple riddle that Blaine seems annoyed by. What has four wheels and flies? Blaine response that it is the village garbage wagon. He says if we have no better riddles than that he will regret saving our lives for even a short time. I also can’t help but notice that he hesitates slightly before giving the answer to this riddle in spite of how easy he says it is. Roland then tells a riddle, which Blaine sends the answer back immediately. No hesitation. It is my turn now. Alive without breath, as cold as death, all in mail never clinking, never thirsty ever drinking. Blaine’s answer is immediate. A fish. Jake tells a riddle, and finally Eddie. What is no sooner spoken than broken? Silence.

Blaine is just starting to say something when a sliding door at the back of the compartment opens. Hermione Granger from the Harry Potter series walks in. We all do a double take. She says this does not look like the Hogwarts Express. I tell her it isn’t. I tell her I can get her back, however. Blaine insists no one is going to leave unless he says so. I ask Hermione if she has a riddle to tell the train? She asks why she would tell a riddle to a train? I tell her the train is an artificial intelligence, and it likes riddles. We are in a riddling contest. Hermine he said she’s heard of artificial intelligence, but never seen one. I tell her now she has. Hermione tells a riddle. First think of a person who lives in disguise, who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies. Next tell me what's always the last thing to mend, the middle of middle, the end of end? And finally give me the sound often heard during the search for a hard-to-find word. Now string them together and answer me this, what creature would you be unwilling to kiss? Blaine comes back with an answer immediately. He does concede that that one is very interesting, however, saying that it’s four riddles wrapped up in one. Hermione still wants to know where we are? Eddie just says she came through the wrong door. Blaine says he hopes we learned something useful. He asks if we need more time to consult? Roland says yes. The screen turns red.

Hermione goes to the door she came through, but it closed after she entered. There’s no way to open it from this side. Hermione he doesn’t understand how this is possible. Roland says she must be one of our ka-tet. We decide that Roland will tell riddles to Blaine on his own for a while. He touches the screened indicate he is ready to continue. We ride on while Susanna, Jake, and Hermione try to figure out how to open the door. Eddie seems to have zoned off into some other world inside his mind. Roland cranks out the riddles, and Blaine cranks out answers. I go over and talk to Hermione. I ask if anything strange happened before she came in? She says no, she had just been helping Neville look for his missing toad. She had been opening the door at one of the compartments, but instead of walking into a passenger compartment she walked into here. She hadn’t intended to step into the room, but the train had bumped and sent her stumbling forward. I tell her I will get her back to the Hogwarts Express. Susanna mutters that I am assuming we get out of this alive. Hermione asked what she means by that. Susanna did not mean to say that, and she looks regretful. Hermione at this point is 11 years old, and I don’t think Susanna intended to burden her with the full truth. But now it’s too late, it’s either the truth or lie. Susanna tells Hermione that Blaine is malfunctioning. And if we don’t stump it with a riddle before we reach Topeka, it’s going to run itself off the track and kill us all.

This continues for a while, until Blaine says we’re running out of time. I noticed Eddie still seems zoned into another dimension. After Roland runs out of riddles, Jake tell some from his book. Blaine solves all of those very easily as well. Then I tell if riddles that I remember. Blaine answers all of those as well. Even a couple that I thought might have been rather secure in their dimension. Hermione even has a few riddles. Blaine is apparently not fooled by riddles from the Harry Potter world. It seems that we are now out of riddles. Blaine asks everyone here once more if we have any riddles? He asks Roland of Gilead, Oy of Midworld, Jake New York, Susanna of New York, Raven Outworld, and Hermione of Outworld. The only one he conspicuously skips is Eddie. And yet it is Eddie that speaks up and says he has a few riddles to pass the time.

Eddie hesitates for a bit, and then asks the same riddle we started with. What has four wheels and flies? Blaine is clearly annoyed. He says that Eddie is too stupid to even remember that one has already been told. It’s the village garbage wagon. And yet, in spite of the fact that this riddle has already been told, Blaine gives off the slightest pause before answering. Eddie asks Blaine another one. A big moron and a little moron walk out onto a bridge. The big moron falls off. Why didn’t the little moron fall off? There are some strange clicking noises, and then Blaine starts bitching. He whines that is not a proper riddle and says he will not answer. Roland says if Blaine refuses to answer, he has lost the contest. Roland asks if this means Blaine cries off? Blaine says no. He seems to stammer a bit, and then says the little moron didn’t fall off because he was a little more on. He says he feels soiled from answering that riddle. Eddie rubs his finger and his thumb together, and when Blaine asks, Eddie says that is the world’s smallest violin, playing My Heart Pumps Purple Piss For You. This goes on for a bit longer. Lights in the room are flashing, the walls are not staying opaque, and I think Eddie may have broken Blaine’s brain. Voice of little Blaine keeps telling Eddie to stop, says that he’s killing Blaine, but what exactly was Blaine trying to do to everyone on board? So Eddie keeps telling his bad riddles, why did the dead baby cross the road? Because it was stapled the chicken.

Finally it seems the Blaine circuits have completely shorted out. The walls become permanently opaque, the lights go dim except for some emergency lights, and the train is now just coasting forward. We are going to crash. Everyone gathers at the back of the room, and I create a stasis bubble around all of us. So when we crash, in spite of things flying around the room in disarray, no one is hurt. The door that Hermione entered through is even forced open. We force it open the rest the way, and I see the Hogwarts express on the other side. Hermione goes quickly through, and then something collapses blocking the way. A ladder drops down from an escape patch in the ceiling. I am figuring we are all going to go through it, but instead I wake up.

2017, 12-14

The Dark Tower – Jake’s Rescue

Dark tower. I am with Jake. I am in Jake. I am Jake. There is a really stinky ugly gross disgusting guy that is leading me through what seems to be a maze of narrow alley ways and junk piles in the city. He is also an asshole. He seems to have named himself Gasher, and he refers to himself as my pal, but I like him about as well as I like intestinal flu. And his disease is something much worse than intestinal flu. He has big oozing pustules all over his face, and the smell of decay is coming from them. I think I might vomit. He keeps telling me to go faster. I tell him that I cannot go any faster because I’m a kid. He says that better not be true or he’s going to have to smack me upside the head. I say if he does that then I’m going to have to rip his dick off. He says to go ahead and do that, because it hasn’t been much good to him for quite some time. He says he can’t even piss without it burning. I don’t really want to hear any stories about his dick. I figure it is probably about to fall off. So I use some energy and move a bit quicker. I know that Roland is following us. In spite of Gasher’s certainty that Roland will not be able to follow, I know he is. We descend through a sewer access cover into some dark tunnels. I have to use my night vision to see where I’m going. It seems the Gasher doesn’t need to bother with seeing at all. I hear a crash back along the path we have taken, and briefly wonder if Roland actually stumbled into one of the booby traps. But that thought doesn’t last very long. Gasher, however, seems fully convinced that the booby trap worked. I see no reason to try to convince him otherwise.

The asshole sure likes to smack Jake. I’m not allowing that. Every time he does, I block it or dodge it. He gets annoyed that. He says I’m being pert, and I had better not be such when I meet Ticky. We finally descend from the pitch black tunnels into a tunnel that looks better maintained, and it is lit by neon lights. We follow that until we come to the hatch of a submarine. Gasher activates an intercom and says he’s brought the kid, meaning me. The guy on the other side asks for a password. Gasher says they should know his voice by now. The guy on the other side insists on a password. Gasher is having problems. He can’t remember the password. He looks at me and says I’m going to have to help my old pal out. I say I don’t see any pals around here. He tries to smack me and I block it. I tell him if he wants a favor that’s not a very good way to get one. He takes the scarf off of his head, revealing a disgusting oozing pustule covered scalp, and that almost makes me want to vomit again. Everything about this guy makes me want to vomit. He pulls a small paper from the folds of the scarf and hands it to me. He says he needs me to read what’s on that paper. The word bountiful is written. So let me get this straight… You have the password written down on a piece of paper, which I’m sure your friend Ticky would not approve of, and you can’t even read it yourself? Gasher tells me to stop being pert. But he doesn’t even bother trying to smack me this time. I go ahead and read the password to Gasher. He passes this on, as he slips of paper back into the scarf and covers up the abomination that is his head. The guy on the other side of the door accepts the word bountiful and opens up.

We passed through an airlock, and another of these patches, and into a room that looks like it’s a refurbished missile silo. There is a guy that reminds me of Khan off of Star Trek sitting casually over large chair in the center of the room as if he thought it was a throne. He voices surprise that Gasher was able to remember the password. The Tick-Tock Man starts talking to me but I’m not paying a whole lot of attention. I’m looking around the room to see what possibilities for getting out there are. There is a woman in there who has a laugh like Bellatrix Lestrange. She looks a little like Bellatrix as well. Ticky is finding her laugh to be very annoying. He tells her to shut the fuck up. He is interested in a watch that I have. But watch is not working, it is going forwards and backwards at irregular rates. Ticky says he wants that. I can kind of see why, he has a small glass case with what appears to be a miniature grandfather clock in it. Ticky says something else and Bellatrix starts laughing again. Apparently he’s had enough of it though. I can barely see him move but he threw a knife that embedded itself and Bellatrix his throat. Bellatrix falls to the ground and bleeds out. Ticky’s wanting to know a lot of information I don’t have. He is wanting to know how to start up a huge number of computers that are hidden underneath the city of Ludd. I told him I have really no idea how that stuff works, but I guess I could take a look at it. He gets immediately pissed and says that I’m not going to get anywhere near them.

I tell Ticky I can’t figure out his computers without seeing them. I see a Oy in a vent. Roland caught up. I hear him telepathically. He says he is outside, there’s going to be a diversion and he needs me to let him in. Ticky is still wanting information. I figure if we needed distraction, I’ll give him some information. So I reveal the fact that Gasher wasn’t able to remember the password. He has a hidden on a piece of paper in his scarf, and he wasn’t even able to read himself. He had to have me read it to him. Gasher announces that he’s going to kill me for that. Ticky is taking my accusations seriously. He wants to see the scarf. Gasher pulls out a knife and backs away and says that he doesn’t really want to stab Ticky, but he will. Ticky does not take that as a serious threat. I look for the button to open door. I can hear Roland telling me telepathically to let him in. Oy comes in through vent and decides to rip up Ticky‘s face. That freaks him out, and he is now blundering around the room yelling and screaming because I think Oy just popped his eye. He throws Oy off, and tries to grab me. I am headed for a control panel, but I don’t make it. I end up in Ticky‘s throne. There’s a gun there. I grab the gun. My thoughts of ripping his dick off for a bit too strong, I shoot Ticky in the balls. That apparently causes an excruciating level of pain, and he can no longer come after me. Now the doors open by themselves. Roland comes in guns blazing. Blows everyone in the room except for me and Oy away.

Now it is time to get out. An alarm is blaring everywhere, and I think this whole place is about to come down. There is a voice in the machine. That is the voice of Blaine the mono, Blaine the pain. It is asking if we know riddles? I know I used to have a book of riddles in my backpack, but that got dropped along the way. Roland collected it. So my answer to that question is yes. Roland’s answer to that question is also yes. A silvery sphere appears to guide us out of the underground disaster area. We follow the sphere, but in addition to the place falling apart, all of the people down here seem to have gone mad. Many of them are committing suicide. We come to moving platform, and write it the rest the way. It transforms from a level platform into a movie set of stairs, and escalator, and we emerge at what appears to be a train station. There is a monorail parked here. It’s a large pink monorail, although it has no cars attached. We have found Blaine the mono.

2017, 12-14

The Dark Tower – From The Outside

This is another dream we’re not a lot seem to happen, there was just a lot of talking. I am with the Dark Tower people, and everyone seems to be telling their stories. I am wondering why I am even there, unless someone is going to attack it seems pointless. Roland is talking about their ka-tet, how they were all meant to come together. That just results in me feeling more like an outsider since I’m not truly one of them. So I just sit there listening, without actually contributing anything. Roland is saying that it seems everyone else can read each other‘s minds to a certain degree. He says he can’t do that entirely, because he’s not a full member of the ka-tet. I want to tell him that it’s not him that doesn’t belong here it’s me that doesn’t belong here. Finally it gets dark out. Everyone else goes to sleep except for Roland, he is standing watch. There is a large city up ahead that I know to be the city of Ludd. I hear drums playing from within the city. It sounds like a distant rock concert. I can’t hear any of the instruments, but the drums would be audible furthest away anyhow. My imagination seems to fill-in guitars and vocals in the background though I can’t quite hear what the words are. Roland asks if I’m OK? For some reason I don’t just say yeah. For some reason I say that Eddy got out of his prison that was heroin addiction, Susanna got out of her prison from her mental illness, and yet I’m still in mine, I guess you could call the dreams a work release program? And there’s no escape pending. Roland says we are all in a prison of some kind. He says he did not choose the quest for the tower, it chose him. He may have preferred to settle down, there was a woman he knew long ago he would’ve liked spend the rest of his life with. That’s not what Ka had in store. At the same time, there’s no reason to give up. There’s no telling when a door might open up into my prison or his prison and let us out.

2017, 12-14

The Dark Tower – River Crossing

I am with Roland, Susanna, Eddie, Jake, MoSh. We are all making our way along a very old road. In the distance up ahead I can see what looks like a city. It looks like the type of city I would see in my own world, but it is clear that is not where we are. Eddie seems to think it looks like New York. I am not sure what city it could be, but I get a bad feeling about it. Part of me thinks we should go around it, but another part says there we have a train to catch there. We cannot go around. Before we get there however, we approach a small town. The town looks to be abandoned with many buildings that are falling down. Roland however says that he has a feeling there are people there. Eddie asked if they’re friendly? Roland asks if a strange dog may bite? In other words, he doesn’t know. We start making our way through the town at a rather slow pace. The purpose is so that they don’t feel threatened by a quick approach, but also we don’t look like we’re scared and easy targets. We come to an intersection. It crosses at right angles to the one we’re on. Roland picks up a rock and throws it at a metal box that’s hanging over the street. There is a loud clang, a bell rings, and a flag pops out of the box. It is a green flag that says go. Eddie thinks it is an old version of a street light, Susanna thinks that Roland just did something stupid, MoSh seems occupied with something that he sees off to the left. He is looking at what appears to be a large courthouse or church.

As MoSh is watching the building, a couple of people emerge. One of them is an old man, and he is leading an old woman. The old woman seems hesitant and nervous, but the old man seems quite excited to see us. The old woman keeps asking if we are harriers? The old man says no, he’s never seen a harrier with a weapon like that. He is indicating the guns sticking out of Roland’s holsters. The ones with the sandal wood grips, clearly they are distinct weapons of a gunslinger. We approach the two, and the man looks at the guns in awe. He says that we are no harriers, but there is a gunslinger with us. Roland speaks to them in a very respectful manner. I think he is using what they call the high speech, but I can’t be sure since my translator translates everything pretty much equally. As he speaks to them, the old woman’s face lights up. She says that he is a gunslinger. I take a closer look at her and see that she has no eyes. That is how come she did not know for sure he was a gunslinger until she heard him speak. Roland lets the blind woman feel one of the guns. We follow the old people back through the courthouse. Behind it there is a hidden oasis. They have a beautiful garden back there, and I can see they also have areas where they grow their own crops. They keep it all well hidden from the main streets so that roving harriers do not become aware of it.

There is some more old people there. Two of them are twins, and the first thing that pops into my mind are Fred and George Weasley when they tried to cross Dumbledore‘s age line and became old. There is an elderly woman there who seems to be their leader. She is no doubt the village elder. She asked us if we will come break bread with them, and then palaver. She says she can see we are on a quest, though she knows not what we are seeking. Roland says that we are seeking the Dark Tower. She makes the sign of an evil eye, and says that is an accursed place. She says no one who has gone seeking the Dark Tower has ever returned. I feel like telling her that we are going to change that, but I don’t see the point. I noticed that MoSh is talking to a couple of the people. I can’t hear what he saying though. At this point the elder and one of the some of the others lead us through into a beautiful garden. It is here that we sit down and prepare to have our meal. There are no seats or tables, but it is very nice setting. The woman who is the leader announces our presence to everyone who is gathered. She announces Roland’s arrival as the return of the light. It is clear they hold gunslingers and very high esteem.

The meal, which proves to be a wonderful thing, starts off with a drink that is some kind of a spiced cider. Roland warrens Jake not to drink much or will be carrying him out. I don’t generally like alcohol, but the stuffs pretty good. I noticed for the first time that there is a Billy Bumbler following Jake around. I hadn’t noticed Oy was with us. The people bring us food, and I feel rather bad about eating any of it since I don’t really need to eat in the dream state. But that seems like a rather lengthy thing to try to explain to them, and if I don’t explain and just refused to eat I’ll appear rude. So I decided at some point after this I will restore some of their food supply in exchange. I guess it’s a good thing that I came to an acceptance of eating some of their food because the desert is some kind of amazing cake that I don’t think I could’ve said no to. Soon in the meal is done, as if to announce its completion Eddie let out a loud burp that is acepted as a complement to the chef. The chef deserve lots of compliments. Then most everyone else leaves, because they say it’s time to palaver. The elder is asking if we won’t stay the night, but Roland seems to think we need to move on quickly. They’re also suggesting that we should go around the city, which they have named blood, but Jake seems convinced that we have to go through it. I remember from the books that we have a train to catch.

The rest of the time is spent exchanging stories and getting as much information about Ludd as possible. There is a single bridge leading in, and once inside there are two groups, the Greys and the Pubes that are always fighting and will no doubt both want to take Jake. There is also talk of Blaine the Monorail. Stories of this train indicate it can go faster than the speed of sound. These people tell of seeing it go by on the railway in the distance and then hearing a huge explosion shortly after it passed, which sounds like a sonic boom to me. They say the train hasn’t traveled for many years, though they can’t seem to agree on how many years. The blind woman insists she has heard a train leaving Ludd and heading in the opposite direction. While the other people in the town don’t seem to believe her, I am thinking she is right… being blind would enhance her hearing and if the wind was blowing right she might have heard even the distant sounds of the train leaving. My mind has wandered somewhat while listening, and I notice MoSh is nowhere to be seen… I wonder if he wandered off or woke up. I don’t have much time to wonder before I wake up.

I had a dream where someone was bullying me, I could feel the menace in the air and tried to move away and get in a car.
But the guy just followed me then two of his friends appeared so I was kind of surrounded (or so it felt). They were leaning against my car in sand coloured overcoats, so I couldn't get it. At this point I lost it and hit their heads off the car killing them. I then throw them over the edge of a bridge into the river below but thought they might be found to easily so I brought them back to life and brainwashed them and the other guy into not being a pain/forgetting everything.
Next I was in a small room, I often get this in dreams, a room where there feels to be no room! the walls and everything were squashed up.