non-lucid

2017, 10-16

Game of Dreams – Faceoff at the Inn

I am riding on a donkey with other people. There are two wagons in our group. Not far up ahead I see an inn. The man in charge, Yarin, says we can afford hot meal and they also have a bath house, so if any of us would like to bathe we can do that, too. The horses and donkeys are taken away to be given food and water, and most everyone else heads into the Inn. A cloaked man stays outside in one of the wagons, and the three chained man stay in the other. The food is quite good. It looks like some kind of pot pie. They’re also baked apples. The ale is pretty good, though it’s not my favorite. I eat while everyone around me is talking and telling stories. One person has a story of a giant wolf that came into a town and stole a baby from its mother‘s arms to eat it. Wolves don’t eat babies! I tell them that. One of them asked me what I know about wolves. I say I know as much as anyone around here. At this point Yarin for some reason grabs my arm. He tells everyone there not to pay any attention to me, I’m just a stupid boy. Yarin takes me out in front of the inn, and he tells me to go make sure that the animals are being cared for. I tell him I’ve had enough of that crowd anyhow.

I am walking past the wagons when one of the chained men tries to get my attention. He talks about himself in the third person, referring to himself as a man. He displays that his tankard is empty and says he still thirsty. He wants me to go get him some more ale. The other two with him are rude. One is fat and bald. He doesn’t talk. He does hiss. He has really sharp teeth. The other guy there has no nose. I immediately start thinking of him as Voldemort from Harry Potter. He is yelling at me, he throws his empty tankard at me, but I dodge it. The decent one of them tells me his name is Jaqen H'ghar. He apologizes for the others, “A man does not choose his companions in the dungeons. So a man must apologize for his companions.“ Voldemort tells me to come closer. I have no desire to get any closer to his ugly face. I focus my response on the nice one. I tell Jaqen H'ghar that I will talk to someone about getting him more ale. He responds with, “A man would be grateful.“ I am about to keep going when I see another of our group out there. It is a boy who everyone calls The Bull. He asks what I’m doing? I’m about to answer when I see The Bull staring behind me.

When I look behind me, I see that there are gold cloaks coming. Those are the queen’s guards. They must be after Arya. I pull The Bull behind a hedge where we won’t be seen. He seems confused by this. We watch as the leader of the gold cloaks comes up and confronts Yarin. He says they are there to collect one boy. He says they have a warrant issued by the queen. Yarin is not quick to cooperate. He says all of the boys with him are now in the Knight’s Watch. He says whatever we’ve all done in our past is now irrelevant. Yarin says that there are laws about such things. The gold cloak pulls out a sword and declares that it is his law. Yarin says that’s no law, that’s a sword. He’s got one too. He draws his sword. The gold cloak says he has five soldiers with him. Yarin reports that he’s got 30. So the two of them are facing off against each other like a couple of dogs fighting for dominance. It wouldn’t have surprised me to hear them start growling at each other. The gold cloak says that the people Yarin has with him are green boys, not worthy to fight. He says if they’re going to fight, who is first?

The goal cloak no doubt expected to be answered with silence, but he gets immediate responses. A couple men sitting outside the inn stand up and announce they will fight. They all have weapons. One guy was just coming out of the bathhouse with his clothes in a bundle in his arms. He drops everything except for his dagger, and announces he will fight. Apparently he intends to fight naked. Even one jerk, we’ve been calling Hot Pie, picks up a large rock and looks like he’s ready to brain someone with it. The strange cloaked figure in the back of the wagon gets out and just stand there and watches. Jaqen H'ghar says, “A man would fight if he was free and had a weapon.” I decide not to hide while everyone else is preparing to fight. So I come out in the open, and I draw my sword which is called Needle. The gold cloak calls all of us little girls, and tells us to put the weapons down. While he’s looking at me, he has given Yarin the perfect opening. The next thing I know he’s got his sword at the gold cloak’s throat. He makes a few threats, makes the guy drop his sword, and then swatted horse on the behind making him run away. The other gold cloaks follow.

With the threat passed I look over and see the strange cloaked guy get back in the wagon. Apparently he was only going to act if it was absolutely necessary. Or maybe he’s a chicken wuss. I don’t really know. Yarin is quite annoyed at us all. He says that if we think will make it to the wall without more trouble then we must be idiots. He says he will tell us all this right now. If they come back, and there is fighting, we need to hightail it for the wall and not look back. He is talking mainly to both me and The Bull. I’m wondering why they want to capture The Bull. I ask him what his name is, and he says it’s Gendry. I don’t know why the queen would want him, he’s just a bastard. A blacksmiths bastard. We get ready to move out that same night, we want to put some distance between us and the gold cloaks in case they come back. It is here that I wake up.

I dreamt I was going through a city, floating on top of some kind of ball (like one of those large balls you use for working out. I just lay on top of the ball, which hovered despite being filled with air. I even thought it would work better if it was helium. Anyway... I practiced maneuvering and turning, and thought it was good practice for my flying dreams, where I often have trouble turning... Ironic! After a while I arrived at my destination (a train station?). I got off the ball, and noticed the "event" was just starting. There was a countdown which ended just as a walked in, and I thought to myself "right on time".

I was awake, but decided to close my eyes a bit more as I was still really tired. In the darkness behind my eyelids, I saw a line. I focused on it, and more lines appeared, and formed a shape. It looked like a watch, or no - a compass. Four lines, arrows - one in every direction. Detail increased, and now I saw it was beautifully adorned with all manner of embellishments. Then I saw what looked like text... but it was outside of the compass. I now saw the compass was a drawing written on the right page of an old book. I could read the text - it was in Dutch, but I can't remember what it said. I was distracted by something in real life, and briefly opened my eyes. I lost the vision right there and then, and was unable to continue when I closed my eyes again.

Morning: (somewhere along 5am-7am)

I was staying in a mansion of sorts. Reminds me somehow of Victorias. There was very white pug that wants to be scratched on the belly. I was waiting for someone or some people. There were cars. The place feels familiar from another dream.

Afternoon-Evenng: (around 5pm-7pm)

I was looking for something. I ended up near or on the old place I was renting (doesn't look like it IRL). Some people are renting the place. I needed to get something there or do something. A massage? I went in. Lico was there? It wasn't him at first. There are two other rooms. One room was for business. I asked for the price. I got an answer but forgot it immediately. It was a decent, big office but mostly empty. I thought it'd be great to have the center there. It's in Mandaluyong.

I went in. It was dark but not blinding dark. Just no light but I can see a bit. The landlady(?) handed me the papers but gave it to Lico first for checking. I asked again about the rent. I think I mentioned 18k, but I think she scoffed. I told Lico I'll just ask her when she's not busy since she seems to be going about. I left along with the others. I thought about how nice would be to stay in that place. Then I realized everybody left, and the place would be empty. I wondered if it's for rent now, and if I can get a discount. That would be nice: a place all for me.

We walked down the stairs and along the street. It was evening, and it felt more like a medieval evening with its cobblestone sidewalk, not the light-filled evening of Metro Manila. It's reminiscent of a 3 a.m. Manila. Mostly quiet, few people about. A hint of danger.

We kind of got separated, some of us walking with others. I was kind of in the middle. In the back, I saw two of ours (a male and a female) approach another (a couple of males). The approached male reminds me of a BL actor. They were all wearing black suit/pants/dress. We continued walking.

We somehow ended up near the shore. And then I noticed that some of our group that went ahead are walking and almost drowning in the water. They just kept walking. Some of us realized and helped them. However, an old man and an old woman are already dead, and somehow both naked.

Somehow it seems that some of us were possessed or pretended to be possessed and killed them. One guy in particular was walking and I felt like kicking him in the face. Not sure if he was lying. It was daytime then.

In dream, my appearance is different, presumably roleplaying some random guy. I have short black hair that is graying on the sides, and I am to meet this woman (my girlfriend/fiance/wife) for a dinner date at a fancy restaurant on top of a skyscraper. However she stands me up and because it is a couples restaurant I am going to get kicked out if my date does not show up soon.

I call her and she says she's mad at me but she won't tell me why. (As in that was literally her exacting dialogue.) "I'm mad at you but I won't tell you why." I think this is kind of bizarre. There's also some kind of rule in the restaurant that you have to finish all of the food at your table, and since the girl doesn't show up but her food has already been ordered I have to eat her meal as well as mine, get sick from eating too much and throw up.

I start thinking about how I should be at home working on college assignments and how going on dates is really out of character for me. I become semi-lucid, only for a moment and soft reset the dream. I manage to remove the plot line and revert my appearance to my typical dream-self but lose control after that and lost lucidity. The dream repeats in some manner.

Manei appears in the restaurant wearing a sequined red dress. Apparently she was so stunning that everyone started clapping and cheering for her. Except me was just looking down at the pile of puke that was still in my lap, thinking about how I might be about to add more to it. The dream had become wrought with that queasy I've-eaten-too-much overfull feeling, and I started looking for an a

I false awaken in my living room. Manei is there watching TV. I become lucid again.

"I love how a traditional date night is more terrifying to you than an actual nightmare." She said sarcastically.

I assumed she was the one creating the previous dream scene and responded. "Only when you contrive it like that. Besides, it seems like someone likes to Mary Sue."

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At some point we were playing Lego Star wars togther on the playstation in the Living room.

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At another point, I am practicing my Fire Jets. We have both shrunk to only a couple inches tall but are still in my living room. Apparently I figured out I could project them to Manei and give her the ability, but not keep it myself. She flies up onto the seat of the couch and spins around in the air.

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I managed to complete my lightsaber fight dream goal sometime after the competition. I don't know why exactly I wound up having a lucid dream pertaining to it, as it was sort of a joke goal and one that I had just made up in the spur of the moment. That wasn't to say I was completely unenthusiastic about the idea, just wouldn't have made it a priority is all.

I recall the setting being very vivid. It was a grassy plain surrounded on three sides by a dense thicket of tropical plants, and on the remaining side by to large rock mesas with a terraced platform in-between. Large bismuth crystals, some much taller than me, emerged from the ground in the plain. Farros was on the horizon, so we were clearly somewhere out on the proper dreamscape.

Manei appeared and we were both wearing jedi robes. She pulled out a green double bladed lightsaber and we started fighting. She showed me some move using the force where she could through a saber out and attack the person from a distance by controlling it precisely with force pushes and pulls and begged the question of why adequately powerful characters in star wars never thought of fighting like this. I said that it was a good point, and I would have to ask someone knowledgeable of SW canon why that was.

At some point she managed to cut me in half at the waist. I 'died' and began floating upwards as a spirit. I willed my body to reform and reappeared in the physical realm. I got distracted and started examining my previous body, noting the extreme realism of the face when I touched it.

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The Steven Universe episode started with Steven in his house with Connie. The two were building models of star wars spaceships. Steven built a model of this blue and white ship that had a long mast and two big engine pods. Somebody wrote the network because they thought the model ship he built looked too much like a penis when it was supposed to look like a guitar.

Rebecca sugar appeared on the show in animated form alongside Garnet and started talking in a manner akin to a PSA to the audience about being honest about your sexuality and the kind of music you like. She then adressed that someone called the network complaining about how the blue ship looked. Pearl was arguing with amethyst offscreen and Amethyst punched her. Pearl flew onto the screen and then turned to where Amethyst was and screamed

"I AM THE UGLIEST SPACE GIRAFFE!"

Amethyst started laughing. The scene changed to outdoors on the beach. Greg was cooking hamburgers on a grill and Sadie started talking about how she had become a vegan and how hamburgers were made from cows that weren't humanely raised or killed. This gem appeared that was (amber I think) and looked like a cowgirl. She was the antagonist and summoned a gun from her gem on her shoulder.

"Its not over until the fat lady sings. That's from the phantom of the opera! I'm the fat lady here and I say its over!" Shouts amethyst as she charges in to fight, but gets beat up.

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The characters end up escaping on a world war 1 battleship and going out to sea. But the boat gets hit by a large wave and Steven and Pearl fall into the water and have to preform fusion to get out. They fuse and curiously become OG Rose Quartz. Asokah Tano from TCW cartoon appears and helps them get out of the water and onto a large rock in the middle of the ocean. When she does, the two unfuse.

Asokah stands up triumphantly and says "All my fan theories were right! Take that Ronaldo!"

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In another dream I became lucid. But it wound up being one of those empty lucid dreams. I was in my house and I walked outside to see nobody. I thought of how I considered when I find myself in an empty lucid dream, I should start running from my house until I get away from the part of my town that I have a mental map of, and this should trigger the dream to do something interesting and break the empty dream.

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I had another Star Wars themed dream. (I'm surprised how many of these there have been lately). General Grievous came out of my toilet and started attacking me. I ran out the back door of my house where he followed me and then proceeded to kill my grandmother with his claw foot. I became lucid and reached behind my back to get lightsabers to fight him.

I managed to stun him and he fell over. I kept pulling more and more sabres from behind my back and stabbing them into his limbs. They had some bizarre behavior in that they would stick in the ground like regular metal swords of spears instead of sinking into the ground or turning off as they normally would. No matter how many times I impaled the villain he just coughed and struggled but didn't truly die.

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I was in a gymnasium. It looked like the gymnasium from my middle school but was rotated weirdly and had large windows near the ceiling. We were going to be running this race to raise money for people affected by a hurricane and some people (including my old high school crush) were there. I became semi lucid upon realizing she was there and didn't want to have an interaction with her; I didn't even want to look in her direction.

I turned to my friend S who was also there. He asked me why I didn't want to look at her. I responded by saying:

"My draw to her was one of lust, not of love. She needs to leave this place and be forgotten as all lost sparks do."

We went on to discuss how I felt it was unhealthy that I had a subconscious obsession with her, one that I could not smite despite my best efforts.

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I had another empty lucid dream, the morning before posting this. I false awoke in my bedroom, only the layout of my bedroom and the entire house was mirrored. I got out of bed, already suspicious of my reality, and headed into the bathroom. When I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like a much younger version of myself with short hair and a fatter stomach. When I breathed in and out, I would make this high-pitched squeaking noise like a dog toy and there were red spots around my stomach and chest that would expand and contract with my breathing.

I RC'd via nose pinch and became lucid. I started heading outside when I lost the dream and woke up.

D1 - Trying to get somewhere as usual. Lost my way on a track through some woods, I come out into the open air there is a large glassy pool of dark water to my right. I have no idea which way to go.

D2 - I am cosy in bed, early morning I get up to go somewhere but on coming out of the door I am presented with a series of landings that all look the same and are just other people apartments. The carpet is old and red and faded, looking familiar from somewhere long ago. So as not to lose my way back, I hurriedly get back indoors.

I unintentionally did a wbtb. As my eyes were close the darkness began to have color and I found it that my eyes had open on their own without my permission. I was staring at the window and for some reason it was dark outside. This isn't right I thought to myself, I'm very late for work now and I swear it feels like it has only been 10 mins since I lay down to sleep.

I started speculating that this is a dream so I look out the window and found it hard to focus on pretty much anything. Everything look blurry. My television at the back of my eyes look like it disappear but appeared suddenly when I expected to see it. This is when I did an RC of the nose to test if it is a dream or not. I could breathe through it so I realize I am dreaming. I then woke up.

In this dream, I was by some kind of cliff or something. My mom wanted to cross the golden gate bridge to get to new york city, so what she did was move it closer to the cliff edge. She also elongated the crap out of it.

Fragment 2:
I was playing a video game console that had the graphics that were similar to a game cube, but more pixelated. After messing around with a birth date application where the actual years were separated by random characters. With every actual date, the program said something witty or sarcastic. After messing with that program, I found a port of a super mario cart game for the wii titled "super mario cart wii". I opened it, and the development team behind that game joined me after I said something about copyright issues. As I entered the race, I stopped under a bridge where a friend was messing with randomly generated islands and lakes. M was there too, and after I messed around with a program, She went up and drew a very complicated maze structure. The program couldn't handle such a strong request, and instead generated a very simple structure: Most of the ground consisted of the typical greenish water, but in the middle there was a large lump of land that was supposed to be an island with some water in the middle. M explored this, and when she figured this out, all happiness was gone from her face and instead was overtaken with disappointment.

Trying to get somewhere....At a round about walking then I catch a bus etc.

This is recurring dream at the moment it's not as bleak as I used to get but I am weary from walking.
At the moment i'm looking for a new job, I have two interviews this week, so it's all about finding my way in life, and choosing a path.

2017, 10-13

The Dark Tower – The Third Drawing

I am on beach. It is just about dark. The ocean extends out west, and I can see where the sun has just sent. There are a couple people not too far for me. They are both near a door that looks like it leads nowhere. A man is standing next to the door, and a woman is sitting in wheelchair. I look around a bit more and I see there’s another man standing closer to me. I recognize the man standing close to me. That is MoSh. He looks at me and then looks over at the door. I am pretty sure I know who those people are. Eddie Dean, and either Detta or Odetta. MoSh and I walk over towards the door. Before we quite get there, I hear a voice coming through the door. The voice is telling Detta Walker to look through the door. The voice is also telling Odetta Homes to look through the door. And the next instant there are more people there.

I hadn’t noticed Roland’s body on the ground by the door, but now he is trying to get up. He does not seem well. And now there are also two women. Apparently Detta Walker and Odetta Holmes are now separate people. They’re fighting each other. They have to become one in order for the two of them to survive. But there are still more people there. I do not know who these others are. They are cloaked figures, and they are all in black. I’m not even sure if they have faces, because all I see under their hoods is blackness and glowing blue eyes. Mosh says no one invited them to the party. I say we should show them what happened party crashers then. One of them goes right over to Roland and told him to hand ‘it’ over. I am wondering what ‘it’ is. He doesn’t live very long, MoSh blows him away. That is the first time they noticed that we were even there. One of the cloaked figures is snarling at us, and says we should keep our abnormally large noses out of other people’s business. I tell him that ugly gits like him are our business. A gun fight ensues.

There are some rocks and other things in the area, and those are good places to take cover. But apparently MoSh and I also have Witchblades, and those form into a powerful armor. While the fight is going on between us and the strange figures, Detta and Odetta have switched from fighting to hugging. That is a good sign. That means they’re almost done. I see the one must be Odetta whisper something into Detta’s ear. I don’t hear her, but I remember what she said in the book. She said I love you. Two women seem to blur for a bit as the fuse into one. I see that one of the figures is standing over Roland now. Seems to be looking for something. I don’t want it to find what it’s looking for. I think that would be very bad. Detta and Odetta are in the way for getting a clear shot. So instead I send an Alex Mosher type tendril into the ground. It goes under Detta and Odetta, and then comes up right next to Roland and pierces the figure standing over him. The cloaked figures are clearly pissed off. But now they also have Susanna to deal with. Data and Odetta has become one now, and she’s got a gun. So does Eddie. He has also joined into the fight. The figures will not have another chance to get near Roland. They are angry, but they disappear in clouds of dark.

MoSh and I go over to where the others are. The door has closed, and our falls over in the sand and seems to become nothing more than a large piece of driftwood. I see Susanna, who is the merger of Detta and Odetta, hug Eddie. And then she hugs Roland. She says it’s thanks to them that she can be whole again. And that hasn’t been the case since she got hit on the head by a brick as a little girl. But that seems to be about the last bit of energy that Roland has, and he passes into unconsciousness. I focus some healing energy through him, but I guess the more important things are the pills that Roland brought back with him. Those will take care of the poison. Eddie gives him his first pill, though he was barely conscious enough to swallow it. March is asking who those weird figures are the keep showing up. I tell him I don’t have a clue yet. But they are really annoying. They aren’t supposed to be here. I want to ask Roland what he has that they might want, but that’s clearly going to have to wait until he recovers. It is here that I seem to wake up.

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This part of the dream was strange. It didn’t seem connected to the rest, and still it did. In this segment of dream, I felt like I was inside of Detta or Odetta, I’m not sure which. I hear gunshots around me, as if gun fight was currently going on. I hear someone call to me. The voice calls to me to look through the door. I looked over through the door, and I find that I’m staring at another version of me somehow. I am hearing a song in my head. “I face myself, to cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself, and let go of what I’ve done.” This is a song by Linkin Park. I know it well. I am reaching out to embrace myself when I wake up for real this time.

Morning of October 13, 2017. Friday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and our children are living in the Loomis Street house (with no recall on my part that she has never been to America and no recall of my relatives of whom lived in the house). Although our youngest son is the age he is now, our youngest daughter is a baby.

We all seem to be going out as a family, though I am not sure if it includes a shopping trip or perhaps a movie. At one point, I begin to have concern about where our youngest daughter has gotten off to, though I consider that, as she is a baby, she would probably not have gone off on her own somewhere, at least very far.

As I am sitting on the couch in the living room (facing north as it was in reality when I was last there) and our youngest son is to my left in an armchair and getting ready for us to go out, I see that our baby daughter is inside one of my shoes on the floor in front of me, though a bit to my left. I see her face looking out from the opening of my shoe. She is lying on her back looking out. I am puzzled about how she ended up inside my shoe like this. Perhaps she crawled into it and had fallen asleep for a time. I do not consider that her size is impossibly small. I am somewhat relieved that I now know where she is.

I am concerned about her for a short time. She makes a couple faces, but also seems to be holding her breath at one point, her cheeks puffing out. My concern passes as she continues to make different faces, moving her mouth and eyes in unusual ways. She seems cheerful and amused.

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It always amazes me how vivid a dream can be and realistic in some ways yet totally absurd in others, and yet my non-lucid dream self does not question such impossible nonsense at all.

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I was in my father's house thinking that someone was looking at me through the window. But I decided to ignore it cause I wanted to go to bed. As I was walking to my bed the house began to change form and shake. Hearing my brother playing his console game, I looked through a rectangular window And told my brother "I think were having an earthquake". Looking out the window closer I could see Chinese architecture/ tall traditional buildings."If it happens again should I try to jump out and onto those buildings? No, Id probably just end up killing myself quicker". When I began to pace left and right the house shook again" Its a earthquake! We have to get out of here!"We were on the second floor so I doubted we would get out but I still tried.

Quickly the house collapsed though. I managed to hold onto the other building as I fell but than that collapsed and I felt my form shift from the floor to the sky. "Damn, I'm dead. Oh well, time to explore". I flew away to look at the amount of ruin till I found myself at a factory and became aware that I was in a dream."It feels like someone is watching me again. Maybe the old man". I decided to say something in a different language to see if I could catch the attention of who was there. But than a chubby guy flew towards me and tried to lead me somewhere. The dream shifted though and I was on the bed now. After the guy who I saw popped up again and pulled me a bit, he disappeared and a wolf, black with purple eyes began ripping my clothes as if it was trying to devour me."Is this some sort of dream test"I thought than grabbed the wolf mouth with both my hands.I wasn't fully lucid though so what came next is pretty extreme. I held the top and bottom part of the wolf mouth and ripped it into two."Did i pass the test?" I asked than got up to hear a bell. Thats when the guy who was with me before came again with my mom. I was told to follow them but i couldnt cause I was missing my bra. I was told i didnt need it cause we were in a dream but i still wanted it. Than i woke up

Dream 2
I was looking at my bird's cage but this time it was black and I saw a small new born parakeet in the form of a spirit trying to get down the cage. "Am I hallucinating or is that baby real? Could my parakeets have had a baby without me knowing?" As I saw it struggle and about to fall, I put my hand to catch it than noted that it had tiny blue feathers that reminded me of my old parakeet. "Aw, don't worry. Ill take care of you the best way I can"I said to it but woke up after that.

In school trying to make skeletons out of black and white paper. Sue finds a cool digital display, you can see all the circuitry and the cells are like big water filled gems
We go off to some area with loads of people, it is on a slope and we hang out at a circular raised bar table.

Another "back to high school" dream. I hate these so much. I remember it was 8 in the morning and it as time to leave for school, but then I thought perhaps I didn't *have* to, as I knew I'm 28 years old... I think I magically lived back with my dad at our old house.

Why is my mind permanently stuck in 2008?

I basically dreamt the plot of a full episode of Heroes, basically the first episode of a new season of the canceled 'Reborn' series from 2015. It focused on the father of Nathan and Malina, and showed a bit of his origin story. Most of it took place in Italy, 2006. His name was Pierre Gasly, which also happens to be the name of a Formula One driver (a racing series I follow religiously). He was in Italy with his wife/girlfriend, who eventually turned on him and became the villain of the story. The story started with some comic-book style narration (some of the scenes literally played out in front of me as pages of a 9th Wonders comic book), in which he spoke about his powers (it was implied he was ludicrously powerful) and said how his mother always said he was special. Anyway... the evil girlfriend was eventually defeated. I saw the next scene through the eyes of Pierre, where he approached Angela Petrelli, who was sitting on a bench just outside the Italian village. She showed him a 9th Wonders comic, featuring the exact scenes I just witnessed earlier in the dream. There was also a scene with Claire Bennet, who was apparently on vacation (with her folks) to Italy in 2006.

After waking, I decided to close my eyes some more. I immediately got hypnagogic 'flashes', like a dream while being awake. I saw two kids, no older than 8, walking along a waterfront promenade. I knew a certain event would happen and they would fall in the water and (presumably) drown. I decided to watch, and see if 'destiny' would really happen. It did. Like clockwork, right when they were supposed to, the kids smashed through the low wall (!!!) separating them from the water, and fell into said water. I decided I couldn't just stand there and let it happen, and decided to jump in and save them. I was half awake at this point and it felt like I was controlling every aspect of that dream, not just my own actions.

I dreamt an entire episode of a show I invented myself, right there in that dream. I don't recall anything about it, other than that the plot appeared to make sense.

2017, 10-12

Yard Sale Finds

I am at a yard sale of some kind. I am there with my friend Alicia. Alicia is away looking at something else when I spot a jewelry box. Somehow jewelry box looks quite familiar. I am having the idea that the yard sale is about to close up for the day, so I don’t have much time. I open up the jewelry box and start looking through it. Someone has left quite a bit of jewelry in the box. I am thinking some of the pieces might be good for holding positive energy, but since I don’t have much time to look, I just start grabbing pieces that look promising. I grab a small tray and start filling it with the pieces of jewelry that look like they might hold positive energy. Rings, earrings, pendants… I get the tray field quite a bit. I’m concerned that it might be expensive. When I go over to the cashier I see a pair of angel wing earrings that I add to the pile. To my surprise, the cashier tells me to just take it and I don’t have to pay. Alicia comes back over and joins me. She asks what all that jewelry is for. I tell her it’s for my mother, even though my mother doesn’t wear much jewelry. For some reason I don’t want to admit it’s for me. I look at the angel wing earrings and they look like ear cuffs. I try to put one on but I’m having trouble getting it to stay in place. I’m still working with that when Alicia and I head out onto the sidewalk to walk home. Apparently this yard sale was in her neighborhood, and we walked to it. I am just walking along and chatting with Alicia when I wake up.