non-lucid

Originally I was hesitant about publishing a dream of this nature; especially in such depth, but eventually the philosophy that dream journaling is most effective when done in detail governed my decision to proceed. The girl in question in my dream was once my girlfriend, but is now just a dear friend of mine.

I am in her room for some reason, and she stares intensely at me and tells me there’s something she wants to disclose. I smile and nod in encouragement. It’s difficult for her to reveal what she wants to say at first, and so she spends several moments blushing and breaking her eye contact with me by glancing at the floor. I insist that she can tell me, but she is still too shy, and thus I must reassure her by pointing out how close we are. She asks me if I can recall a particular sexual experience we had when we were dating back in high school. I laugh and tell her that she’ll have to be more specific. She asks if I remember the time we were in her room sitting on the floor and making out. She was pressed with her back against the door to prevent her parents from walking in. She bites her lip and asks if I remember how roughly I had groped her body, and how I had forcefully slid my hand down her pants. I look into her eyes and nod. My eyes roam elsewhere, but still on the plane of her body. She asks why it was only a once off occurrence, and why we never did anything similar involving that power dynamic for the rest of the time we dated. I shrug remorsefully and I am at a legitimate loss for words. The question hits me with considerable weight, and I feel a sense of disappointment wash over me when I reflect over all the missed opportunities. “I really don’t even have an answer to that” I say as I stare into her doe-like eyes. She giggles. “I loved it, it was so exciting”. I reciprocate her laughter, “I know”, I tease, “I remember you telling me how much you liked it at the time”.

She blushes, and then: “Listen, I’ve been thinking about how I’ve never really had the chance to properly experience anything like that since we broke up”. I nod enthusiastically in agreement. “I completely understand where you’re coming from, I am in the exact same boat.” She stares at me with burning intensity. “I want you to make me feel like you did all those years ago.” I do not protest. We have a lengthy discussion detailing our various kinks and desires. We start off experimenting with ways in which she would like to be referred to. It’s fun and games initially as we roll through the list of potential candidates. “Whore, slut, princess”, etc. They are hit and miss. Some she likes, some she doesn’t. We roll around in laughter at some of her suggestions and some of my suggestions. Eventually though, the laughter subsides, and I notice that she is legitimately getting turned on from some of the names. We decide together on a suitable variety of options, and then we decided to move on. She asks me what’s next. I ask her whether she’s been a good girl or a bad girl. She grins and says she’s been bad. I tell her to lay over my lap. Seeing we are on separate ends of her bed, initially she begins to simply shuffle over. I shake my head and tell her to go back to her side of the bed, and crawl over to me instead. She nods obediently. “Yes, sir.”

Once she is within reaching distance I grab her and pull her roughly the rest of the way until she is perched across my lap. She moans. I am veritably astonished by how much she seems to enjoy being controlled. I run my hand up and down her bare legs, and ask her what she deserves. She tells me she deserves a spanking. I agree: “very good, that’s right.” I fold her skirt over her waist, revealing her perfect ass. My hand roams around the lower half of her body, teasing her. I come dangerously close to her pleasure zone several times, and I can feel her rocking on my lap, subtly begging to be touched there. I shake my head “you really are a bad girl.” She is denied such a luxury. I get to work and begin spanking her until I decide she has had enough. I can literally feel the warmth and wetness of her radiating outwards towards my hand. I trace my finger up and down underwear for several minutes, until it seems as if she may potentially go insane from the teasing. She wants it so badly.
Finally, she is begging for it. “Please”, she moans. I pull her up by her hair towards me, so that my lips are at her ear, and say something I will refrain from writing down. I slide her underwear down her legs, and momentarily consider shoving her panties in her mouth, but decide against it because of how much I like hearing her moan. I struggle to comprehend how wet she is. I slide my finger inside of her slowly. I delicately brush past her clit while I am penetrating her with my finger, but only so that it is just barely perceptible. I repeat this process until she is on the brink of an orgasm, and then stop. “Please” she begs, practically crying out of lust and frustration. “You’re going to have to work for it – show me that you can be a good girl instead of a bad girl.” She agrees, “Yes sir.” It’s not as if she has any real choice in the matter. I sit up against the wall positioned next to her bed, and motion for her to come to me. “Come here baby.” She crawls over, just like she’s been taught. She is learning. I call her a good girl, approvingly. I kiss her deeply. I trace my finger around her lips, and she opens her mouth immediately and takes in my finger, sucking desperately. I remove my finger and shake my head. I chastise her: “don’t be greedy”.

I figure I might be acting a little hard on her, so I decide to indulge the girl and provide her with a reward. I remove all her clothes and become momentarily mesmerised by her striking beauty. I tell her to kneel on the floor for me. She wastes no time. Without the need for encouragement she unzips my pants. Her evident lust for it turns me on immensely, I love how badly she wants it. I instruct her to stick her tongue out. I stay there for a while just watching. “PLEASE” she begs, with her big brown eyes. I oblige, and eventually I am crammed into her mouth. She makes vivid noises of delight.

Eventually I order her to drape herself over the table, and present herself to me. I eagerly walk over and insert myself inside of her, and become overwhelmed with the sensation. We try several things that she told me she wanted earlier. I hold her hands behind her back, pull her hair, etc. I feel very fulfilled about how happy she seems. The physical sensation is rewarding, but what I find even more wholesome is listening to her moans of pleasure. Eventually I tell her I’m going to come, and she insists that it be inside of her. (Her actual phrase was a bit more explicit, but I’m trying to keep this journal RELATIVELY clean.) I wake up.

Morning of June 18, 2017. Sunday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and I are in an unknown bedroom which is seemingly implied to be part of our home. I have some sort of booby trap set up. It is a jury-rigged device with an explosive. It is set up like this to prevent any imposer from having more access to our home.

The setting has the essence of some sort of unlikely composite of the lounge room of our present home and my fourth grade portable classroom that was north of the main building, with the classroom layout here mirrored from right to left when inside. When the imposer comes in through the doorway, there will be an explosion.

I consider the setup. The imposer will perhaps not be killed; only surprised. I talk to Zsuzsanna about the setup. Our bed is longways (adjacent to the wall) just to the left of the entrance. (I am not even sure if there is an actual door covering the entrance.) The foot of our bed comes up to near the entrance directly on the left side. The booby trap is right at the foot of our bed.

I consider that perhaps it is not that great of an idea. I tell Zsuzsanna that the explosion will probably be big and that it might destroy a part of the house or even reach us.

I go over to the device and pick up an oversized nine-volt battery. It has two wires at the top, each connected to what would otherwise be snap connectors. The two wires then lead to the explosive pack. However, instead of two polarized snap connectors at the top, there are two smooth electrodes with the same positive polarity implied for each, each of the appearance of an electrode from a singular cylindrical battery. I remove the wire from one, which will probably prevent the pack from exploding. Still, I also remove the second wire. I now know that I have disabled it.

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Of course, this setup makes no sense. In the first place, the nine-volt battery, other than being over twice the size it should be, would have no polarity in reality due to its invalid design. In the second place, one could not wrap wire around a cylindrical electrode (as it would just slide off). In the third place, there does not seem to be any kind of tripwire for when the imposer comes in, but just a small container of some sort on the foot of the bed, attached with two long wires to the oversized nine-volt battery.

Still, as would be expected, disabling my fictional device caused a softer waking, with no hypnopompic jerk. I find it fascinating how the majority of dreams are internally premonitory (in a biological sense) of the waking mechanism, especially related to the seemingly infinite ways a dream renders the lead up to waking symbolism.

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So what is happening in this particular dream? Well, the bomb is at the foot of the bed. When I disable it, I (or rather my unconscious essence) have done something biologically that prevents the type of hypnopompic jerk that is like my leg spontaneously kicking upwards. The location at the foot of the bed validates this quite obviously, and the different locations relate to the subliminal awareness that my hypnopompic kick might also disturb Zsuzsanna (so thus I am talking about the imposer, as subliminally expecting my emergent consciousness factor rather than the preconscious). It is also to the left of a doorway. A doorway symbolizes a real-time shift in consciousness, often the symbolic state directly between dreaming and waking up, as has been validated in thousands of my dreams since early childhood (and which I have typified when only about ten years of age as the “threshold” type). Zsuzsanna is to my left in my dream as she is in reality in bed as we are sleeping (a repeating orientation in my dreams.) Additionally, the battery and wires represent nerves and disabling it is symbolic of softening the nerve impulses of my real physical body. As with common symbolic (but subliminal) reinduction, this is not clear to me until directly after waking.

I have, since very young, always found it far more meaningful and important to understand the true meaning of non-lucid dreams than the pretend game of “interpretation” in the naïve sense. To each his own.

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My dreams have been gross and painful to record lately, and there's no sign of it stopping, so I might as well write about it. Of course, if you're reading this, the reason it's public is because it's just embarrassing, not something that would actually be bad to share.

I was with my parents. I can't remember what we were doing. We stopped at the pagoda, Pra Pathom Chedi. I walked away from them, stopped, walked to where they were.

I was browsing on my Discord group at some point, difficult to tell if it was a false awakening or not. I haven't been remembering to do reality checks lately. There was some drama and shocking things going on.

I woke up in a completely unfamiliar apartment, next to my internet friends, yet I seem to talk to him through Discord. We cuddled while I discussed my earlier dream. He mentioned that he heard of one of the fucked up things I listed. I can't exactly remember but it was a website called "Corpse Forest", it films porn done on top of mounds of dead bodies found in a forest that people go to suicide.

I woke up. I lapsed back into sleep while trying to do my reality checks, and they tested negative. Then I truly woke up, so that was worrying. I did my reality checks several times to make sure I really am awake this time.

Date of Dream: SUN 18 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 136 - Separated Sections

Dream 136 A - Revisiting The Swimming Carnival
My mum was driving me to Killester's swimming carnival which was taking place at the swimming pool in Monash University. So I went in there by myself and saw everyone gathered around the pool, just like at the carnival in real life. Only difference in real life it that it was at an outdoor pool in Noble Park. So I saw some teachers talking. Apparently Mrs M was asking for someone to help her. The teachers then looked towards my direction and said “Karla's here. Get her to help you”. I then started walking around to say hello to the students. As soon as I saw WB, I got really excited, ran up to her and gave her a massive hug. I can't seem to remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 136 B - The Homeopath Relocates
I had found that the homeopath my mum and I usually see had relocated his practice just to be right around the corner from our house. My mum was really excited about this and so demanded that we go over there at once to help celebrate the “grand opening”. We got there and it was this house with a really fancy interior, all laid out with marble and the cornices of the wall were painted in this beautiful metallic gold colour. Soon, the homeopath asked for the attention of everyone in the room. He said he had Dr. Michael Carr Greg with him to help him with the ribbon cutting ceremony.

After that, I ended up going by myself and walking along a main road of a busy suburban area. I got to this place that looked like the inside of some cathedral or palace. I look around in amazement and I think this is the only building that's in operation. I then say to myself, “The castle... This is the only building that doesn't need to be powered by WB”. I don't remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 136 C - I Can Do This Myself
For the entirety of this dream, my dad was being forceful and insistent about helping me with my accounting work. No matter how many times I said no, my dad kept insisting. Later on, my mum was making pizza in the kitchen. She said I could customise two pieces to make them how I would want. I remember making it a meat lovers pizza with some strangle purple gel painted on near the crust as well as a small drizzle of honey. That's all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Taking It Slow (Receive 1 hug from Dreamy WB)



Note: Although it was the real WB, the hug was pretty tight and so reaches a standard matching Dreamy WB.

So, I got three dreams and to make it simple I'm just going to write them all at once. None of them was lucid. Btw I'm writing all my dreams to my own notebook too and because it's my main DJ I might not write here at all if I don't feel like doing so. But here are my dreams from last night:

#1 This dream was pretty short. I remember my crush being there. He smiled weirdly and was trying to get me date him even thought he didn't really like me. I knew that but apparently I still fell for him...The dream ended.

#2 At first I was hanging around with some girl. I didn't know her IRL. We were at the beach and there were some random red stairs so we were hanging there. Then my companion changed to my family and relatives and we went to some house. It was round and off the ground (it had pillars). It wasn't that big and I think it was red too. The house was haunted and had quite disgusting history. Also it was swinging like a boat for some reason. Some of the walls were unstable. There was propably some secret room. I felt sick and was afraid some ghost would show up. Others had no problem with the house and seemed happy. I went outside. I puked. It was very weird but not as bad as IRL. The dream ended.

#3 Another haunted house dream. This time the house was more big. It looked gray. The dream begann already inside it, I think. There were people I know IRL including my sister. Most of the people were girls and younger than me, but there was one boy who was the same age as me. Some went to a room that seemed scarier than the other rooms. Or atleast I felt like it was scarier. They got stuck for a while and the boy went to save them. I just ate salad that someone found. There were plastic forks. Weird . The dream ended.

I also remember having a fourth dream, but I only remember that I was in school in it, so it doesn't count imo.

Date of Dream: SAT 17 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 135 - Separated Sections

Dream 135 A - The Piano Teacher Teaches Singing
It was in some random place. I was supposed to be having piano lessons with this piano teacher I had about a decade ago in real life. The only strange thing is that she was focusing more on my singing rather than my piano playing. By the end of this dream segment, my singing was superb but my piano playing was still crap.

Dream 135 B - Another Go At Retreat
I forgot what happened at the start of this dream... Only that I was at the sight of the year 12 retreat again but this time, it looked nothing at all like the place in real life. This place was very crowded and its cabins were bunched up very closed together, sitting on these huge wooden decks above water. My aim was to find WB, first entering into cabin 113. The girls in that cabin then said that WB was in cabin 115. “Where is cabin 115?”, I asked and the girls said I had to go around the corner.

It felt like ages although 115 was close by. When I looked through the window, I didn't see anyone at first but then I finally caught sight of some ladies in blue uniform, it was the cleaning staff. I then wondered where the girls were and I apparently I found out that they were out doing activities. So I walked off and continued my quest to find WB. At one point, I heard Ms L and Ms K talking in a cabin and that's when I thought to myself, I'd better make a run for it. As the dream progressed, the deck became laid out more like a platforming game, so I found myself increasingly leap frogging everywhere. I don't remember anything else that happened but I never found WB.

Dream 135 C - Convention In A Car Park
It was an undercover carpark, but more like a park shelter made of stone if you ask me. At first, there was all these tables in there with food on them, called the community centre. Soon, Logan came in and was clearing the tables as apparently he was going to have a family meeting in there, which he called a convention. The first to appear beside him was Chilly, and then came the other random family members that I do not know. The dream did say and show that one of them was his dad. After a short while, the family members all disappeared and Logan was left on his own. He put back the small tables like they would be in some examination room and he put small plates of fresh food on each desk. That's all I can remember about this dream... I wasn't in this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

A massive building is burning burning...
A woman with dark hair and pale skin is watching the scene while screaming over telephone. The building is a lunatic asylum... The recipient of the screaming is a young female receptionist. She explains to the angry woman that people must evacuate and inevitably change beds.
Mary gives up and walks with me to a red brick building with a cylinder and cone connected. I follow her in the building, curious. She is introduced to a plump woman who talks to her in a foreign language. I ask timidly, "Why is the positioning of people in the asylum important?"
She sighs, you see, information can be stored in binary. In this case it was vacant or occupied. Information can be stored via this, and therefore save computer space and it can be used as a backup. My life's work has been perfecting this system, storing info by colour of beds, difficulty of patient, gender... All gone."

For the past week or so I've been applying to jobs and my subcon has been stuck in loop about the concept of getting a job. Despite on-and-off attempts to meditate on the subject and flush the dreams out or use them as a lucid trigger nothing worked. In my private DJ, the past five days were lumped into one entry with me instead noting minor differences in the dream plot instead of even retyping the whole dream. This morning was the first morning that I had a new different dream. Though the way I recall it happening is very fragmented, and I've probably gotten a lot of details wrong. In fact, I'm not even entirely sure this is all last night, I think portions of it might be from a couple days ago.

I recall the dream starting out in this snowy area with abandoned buildings. This is some kind of war game in where dreamers and their constructs have to work together to compete in a field of combat. Manei and I are playing but we get some kind of unfair disadvantage from the start because we each only have a very underpowered handgun with only a few bullets. Other players are starting with much better weapons like LMGs and rocket launchers.

I remember I said we should try to scavenge some better weapons. We hid in a large brick apartment building and climbed to the top floor. We could hear people fighting on the floor below us. I saw somebody who looked like a little kid wearing a skateboard helmet with a fake mohawk made out of plastic spikes on the rooftop of a neighboring building and start shooting with a sniper. I shot all my bullets at him. One of them hit and he broke apart into blue pixels.

I tried to run and jump the gap to the roof of the other building but as I was jumping a big group of guys in yellow halo armor came out and killed both of us.

I re-appeared in this grassy meadow. The meadow was surrounded on all sides by these huge trees that grew like arches, growing up at an angle, curving and growing back down into the ground somewhere else. I saw the boy that I had killed there but he was wearing different clothes, like a white tee-shirt. Other people were appearing in flashes of light. I figured this was where people went after they had died in the war game. An official explained to me that I had 'above average physical abilities and confidence' and that using them made me a cheater at the war game, so the yellow armored guys (police/refs) came and killed me. Manei and I decided we didn't care about the game.

...

Somehow this led to a portion of the dream where we went to the store and Manei bought a lego set.

...

Then this somehow got into a dream about high school. I was in a class and there were only a few people in teh class. The teacher was talking about something math related. Manei was trying to put the lego set together in the back of the class and without the teacher noticing. I told her to put it away or the teacher might take it away. She then took out a tray of cookies and started eating them and offering them to the other students and I told her to put them away or she might get in trouble for eating in class.

When I walked out of class there was a big floating robot with two scissor arms in the hallway. It cut Manei in half and I became lucid. I didn't care that Manei had died because death is all relative to the dream and I knew with full confidence she'd reform shortly. The robot said in a female voice "You are under arrest for being in violation of the treaty of Versailles version 4 point [long string of random numbers]" All I could reply with was a bunch of profanities, followed by "Bye!"

I slid under the robot, almost getting caught by the scissor hand but the hand tried to cut me and got stuck in the floor. I flew up and out of the window (there was no glass in it). I flew up and looked over my shoulder to see many of the identical robots chasing me. I flew up through the overcast clouds and into space. The immediate vicinity had about a dozen green and blue earthlike planets orbiting the same sun and the space around them was cluttered with countless o'neil cylinders and huge solar collection arrays. I began weaving through them thinking I wanted to get clear of the dyson swarm before I tried to fly too fast as to crash into anything. I saw the scissor robots break off and be replaced by a large spaceplane with police sirens on it.

...

I don't recall if I managed to escape or not. I false awoke in my room and there was a big snapping turtle by my closet. At first I was scared of it because I thought that it was hostile; knowing that snappers can take a finger off. It knocked over some stuff in my closet and a rolled up poster fell out. I sighed and got up to clean up the spill and saw a two rings, one black and one green, and a folded note. I read the note but forgot what it said, just that it was written in red pen.

At first I was outside near my house and there were random people there. For some reason, they were a threat to me. I can't really remember this part. However, I realized it was a dream (there was no particular reason how I knew) and flew away. I wanted to fly to my crushes house, but one of the people at my house wouldn't let me and made me return home somehow. It was a boy, and one of the "cool kids" (or teenagers). I flew faster and then he couldn't do it because I was so far away already. While on the way to my crushes house I stopped because I realized I could do one ToTM, the recalling one. I succeeded. It was cool. I didn't know I could do that. I also looked at my environment and sky just for fun. The houses there looked cartoonish. The sky was boring. It wasn't even blue. I continued and realized I could fly faster if I was heading down rather than up. There were trees. Finally (this sounded like the trip was long but it wasn't) I got to the house. I made myself small and used some hole instead of a door (????logic) to go inside. I saw though the walls and felt uneasy. Rooms were small. My crush, his sister and his brother were there. I talked to his sister. Then the dream ended.

Date of Dream: FRI 16 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 134 - Separated Sections

Dream 134 A - You're Not Going Anywhere
I remember I was with my mum at grandma at Parkmore Shopping Centre, although it looked nothing like Parkmore in the dream. It rather looked like some deserted country area with only a small mall for shopping. It wasn't long before we were driving down the road towards home. When we were home, my parents were angry at me for something but I forgot what for specifically. My mum and dad threatened that I was not going to go out with them later.

Time had past and they said I could go out with them and so the dream generated an outfit for me. It was a navy blue dress with green polka dots as well as bright green sandals. All I can remember now is that I was outdoors somewhere with my mum, dad and brother... Nothing else.

Dream 134 B - Muddy Matters
The first part of the dream is blurry to me. I do remember that my dad's friend EW and his wife JW were holding some sort of party that my family were invited to. I do not remember what we did at the start but I rather the remember the end of the dream.

To get to this party, I realised we had to go below the muddy water that had flooded the dreamscape. At first, I was hesitant... I thought I would possibly drown and die. Eventually, I did go under water and found myself self teleported to another realm of similar appearance to the last one. We still weren't at the location of the party though. Apparently we had to enter the inside of this huge non-see through cloud and that's where all the action was happening... It was like someone's massive concert in the city. That's all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

LD 95 - Hungry Jurassic Visitor
I'm at a large store or mall with friends. I sit close to the others as they try to play a game on an old TV. It's a black CRT TV and the video quality gives it away too. I have an electric kettle with two spouts. One is blue and the other is white, like the rest of the kettle. I drink tea straight out of it. After a while I walk away alone.

The mall turns into a public indoors swimming pool. I go to the showers and saunas before going to the pool, like you are supposed to. When I get to the pool, I see a tower with several levels to jump from. I visualize jumping from 6 m diving board, backflipping onto the 3 m diving board below to gain more height, then spinning and flipping like crazy in the air, before diving into the pool. My visualizations have turned into the dream, and I actually dive into the pool after the crazy jumps. It takes a while to resurface, and the pool is full of people now, so I struggle to make it past them in time and fear I might drown, but I make it.

In the swimming pool, I realize I have no clothes on, no swimwear of any kind. A pretty woman was getting really close to me. After a bit of fooling around I said I had to go and asked if she wanted to meet again. She did. I went to the showers again and thought about heading home.

Dream skips to a big red house surrounded by forest. Reminded me of my dad's childhood home, but there were many differences. There were planted flowers, apple trees in front of the house, young birch trees and other trees near the house. The house was on a bigger hill too. A random DC, a boy was on the yard. I was looking after him. Felt like I was his big brother. He was constantly doing something dangerous, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He gave me his ice cream and I accepted it. He ran off towards the front of the house and I followed, trying to eat the ice cream on the way. The apple tree had some low hanging branches with a beehive I had to avoid.

After clearing the trees, I saw my mom in front of the house. I talked to her from a distance, then suddenly a skeletal dinosaur appears from behind the house. It's the Spinosaurus from Jurassic Park 3. Mom doesn't realize the danger before I yell for her to run. She runs in one direction, I run in another. There's a pile of those birds from the movie "Up" next to the house. I hide behind them. The dinosaur finds me. The fear of death clears my mind, my focus on survival is absolute. In this moment of clarity, I become lucid. I raise my hand in the last possible moment towards the beast to stop it from eating me. I start humming a song, focusing on charming the dinosaur. I can see the beast calming down for a moment, then breaking free from my control. I keep trying, but every time the beast breaks free. I start thinking that I'm trying too hard, usually that ends the lucid dream. Well, guess what happened.

I woke up and chained back to the previous dream shortly after.

Julie
I'm with my brother and dad. I tell them about the previous dream in detail and I get transported back into it. I'm in my apartment, cursing to myself. At the pool I didn't get the girl's name and we didn't decide when or where to meet. How am I supposed find her? I feel really bad about it.

I make my way to university, into a weird lecture hall. The male teacher is making jokes, students seem to like him. The teacher asks one student to draw a penguin on the board for some reason. To my surprise, the girl from the pool is sitting close to me. She passes me a purple piece of paper when the lecture ends. It says her name, Julie, and that she would love to still have a date.

I talk to a friend in front of a bathroom mirror. I have some weird red spots on my face. Perfect time for those, I think sarcastically. My friend says I look fine. I look for trashcan to throw the purple piece of paper, since I don't need it anymore. There's no trashcan anywhere, and when I find one, a cleaning lady says it's not for paper. I've wandered into a massive hallway now. A doctor collapses nearby. Medical students rush to help and I do too. I want to help. One student asks me to ready the IV attached to the stretcher. I have to set it to drip slowly? I'm not sure how to do it. As the doctor is lifted onto the stretcher, he does it himself by compressing an inhaler looking part that's attached to the IV bag.

This is only over the past couple of days.

Weird house

I was in a house with a strange lady. I kept telling her she looked like the female version of John Goodman from Roseanne. That's all I remember.

Outside

First I was in a living room. I heard Chuck missler from youtube talking through the dream. My Brother was there and he was looking for the source of the sounds. It looked like he wanted to shut it off.

Suddenly I'm outside. There's a large bee around the front door of the house and I am trying to avoid it.

Asuka

Something about seeing her and smiling at me.

Movie

I'm with my mom and we are watching movies. In one Jim Carrey is fighting Satan. Suddenly I'm inside the movie and I'm flying around a black space. There's something like a grey pyramid I start climbing. The whole time the devil is trying to tempt me.

Suddenly I'm in the living room again. and We are trying to figure out which movie to watch next.

This is the kind of dream that was so amazing, at the end of it, fully oblivious of being in a dream state, I looked back upon what had just happened, and exclaimed that it had quite truly been the best day of my life. So here goes the story:

We open up behind a boulder. I hide here with my colleague, although I have no idea who they are. In front of us lies a great canyon, and spanning it a massive bridge. This bridge leads to our capital city and it is the key point of our defence. And then we hear it. The noise we had all been dreading. From behind the rock, we suddenly see something truly awe inspiring. A massive seafaring vessel, 450 feet long and styled as a private yacht rolls up on a wheeled contraption and smashes into the near side of the bridge. Thousands upon thousands of Chinese stealth soldiers pour out of its belly and stream across the canyon floor. Above them, the vessel unloaded vehicles that attempted to break through the defences on the bridge itself. As we hid behind the rock, we watched our countrymen begin their valiant defence.

While behind the rocks, I saw purple energy generators all over the ship beginning to boot up. I immediately knew that they were about to generate a field around the entire battle that would allow space to be manipulated. As they booted up, I focused on a spaghetti noodle on the ground and managed to pick it up and snap it even in the weak, pre-boot field that hung in the air. The soldiers stormed and stormed toward the opposite end of the canyon, a seemingly endless mass pouring from the belly of the beastly ship. As the field booted up, the men all raised off the ground, floating along in one giant formation right at the bottom of the bridge. They had the height advantage but were suddenly set up like pigs in the slaughter. As one last man ran toward them and floated up, I told my Lieutenant to watch. I focused everything on wrenching that man from the air and slamming him on the ground, but all I managed was to wobble his flight path and cause him to drop from the field and land on his rump, to the amusement of all the waiting soldiers who were too far from the battle to care.

And then, the moment I have waited for arrives. The opposing commander, a girl of a darker complexion than the soldiers and dressed in black commando garb comes out of the ship. She wields a pink beam, like a lightsaber that is flat and wide and comes out of a pistol grip. In this moment I remembered that I had stolen a similar device from one of her guards another day, and it was in my gear. The only problem was that I had no power cells. All I had was my Lenovo laptop, the greatest piece of shit the world of computers has ever seen. But I knew she would have just enough juice. Quickly, I rigged the grip to the bottom of the computer and wired it up to the battery. When she came near the rock, I hit the shitty power button and the blade came out. It was a sad and shitty thing compared to her own, but even a foot long solid state laser can cut a woman in half. I ran up behind her and lay a deep and vicious cut in her side. She cried out, I smacked her in the face, then leapt and flew through the air to join my comrades. On the other side were many of my friends operating as the commanding officers. And with myself out of the line of fire, I ordered David to boot up the ultimate defense. We didn't have the fancy psionic and laser powers that the enemy had, or some crazy big boat. No, what we had was a bridge made of invincible beams, and a rotary cannon with 22 barrels, each 22 feet long and 22 inches wide. She fired at 2000 RPM and could instantly rip a whole army to shreds. And that she did. The poor soldiers all squished together under that bridge melted like butter unter a blowtorch. With only an eighth of her army remaining, now hiding behind the pillars, I flew over to the opposing commander. She was struggling with my crude laptop beam, trying to figure out if it was our tech or hers, and how to operate it. When I came close she tried to turn it on and finish me.

"You see, the problem that you're having here is that your laser beam is great, and that laptop is a piece of shit."

She threw it aside angrily and reached for hers. I slapped her hand away and disarmed her, throwing it over the side of the cliff. In the background the cannon booted up again and turned their boat into scrap metal. She tried to initiate hand-to-hand but the cut I'd given her cost her any chance of winning. Instead I held her, and showed her the battlefield.

"You've lost. Understand that part, just forget about the battle. However, I could be persuaded to let you join me."

My hold on her slowly loosened into more of an embrace. We stood together on the cliff face, watching the fireworks unfold as pink lighting and fire shot from the dying ship. Slowly, I turned to her, and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. She was paralysed in confusion. I looked into her eyes. "You put up a good fight, better than anyone yet. I'm impressed." I laughed. Her confusion intensified, but I could see the intentional defiance and pride in her eyes. She knew I saw it too and shied away into the cliff face. I let her go, and turned back to watch the sights. Suddenly her arms were on me, reaching for my throat, trying to find a hold to finish my life.
I threw her, first in a judo sense, and then in a darth vader sense. She calmly floated down the cliffside toward my side of the canyon. I followed, and dropped her on the soil of my homeland. She stood up, and could understand my power. This was my domain, and I did not need any technology to be in control. And yet I did not exert anything over the world, happy to let it play out. She stood up, grabbed me again, and kissed me hard. We stayed this way for some time. I broke it off, smiled, and said to come with me. We slowly walked into the mass of my men, and I lost her in the crowd.

And now the ultimate moment of my plan. I found Samuel, my giant Sudanese commando, and told him to detain her. The poor misguided girl would spend her time in jail for killing my countrymen. He and some men ran to find her, and I began the debrief with my commanders.

Standing over the battlefield, one of my friends asked me how the battle went. I turned, looked at them, cracked a smile, and said

"All things considered, this was hands down the best day of my life."

Got to sleep paralysis, messed up the transition. Just slept through since I rather not lose sleep anymore over a failed attempt. Better luck tomorrow.

Date of Dream: THU 15 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 133 - Separated Sections

Dream 133 A - The Dreadful Diploma
The dream was anticipating the Diploma of Accounting at Chisholm. Apparently it had tobe done at a different campus than where Certificate IV was done and this campus was no familiar location in real life, it also looked more like a high school than a tertiary institution. So me and a whole group of students were upstairs in this random building at the diploma enrolment. The teacher also looked unfamiliar too. They said that every single one of them in this room was going to be teaching us diploma.

We were split up into small groups of about 3 or 4 students and teacher. I had this wacky looking man that dressed like someone from the 20th century... Hard to explain. The dream then skipped to the leading teacher, a lady, violently chasing me all around the campus. I don't remember what she was saying or doing exactly. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 133 B - A Horrible Welcome
I remember I was paying a visit to Killester again. The dream made it look more like a primary school than high school. In the undercover area, I saw JL sitting on a bench, eating her lunch, and I decided to sit on the other side of the bench and talk to her for a bit. Ms L then walked by and she didn't look happy. She was asking me why I was here. I said I just wanted to say hello. Then she said that all I want to do is see WB again. I didn't know what to say to her but she said that she would be back.

I then walked off and found myself in this open space area. There I saw WB and think her friend RL was with her, I forgot who else she was with. I thought WB wouldn't be happy to see me but she was the complete opposite. RL was also happy to see me too. WB and I spoke for quite a while. During that time, I thought Ms L would come back as mad as can be but that never happened. I then consciously thought that in between the time I had left the bench and I had found WB, she told Ms L not to do anything. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None