non-lucid

Notes: I procrastinated on my goals. I suppose...I should leave the Japanese sauna for another time? I mainly want to do it cause I wanna relax in the dream but I found myself leaning more to the action side for these dreams. ^w^ I think I'll try and have a dream that's relaxing next though.Also, the ending for dream 3 was kind of mean but yeah, I wasn't fully aware of what I was doing.

Sci-fi Weapons

I was looking at a television where someone pointed out that adventure time had a monster hidden inside. It was time for us to sleep though so I decided to not pay much mind to it. After going to the bedroom and laying down I noticed that my brother's friends were sleeping in the room as well. "Why are they wearing all black?" I asked myself than started hearing a tapping noise from within the walls."It's okay. Just fall asleep". But than I heard a man's voice say to break down the wall and to put in the gas. This made me think of hitler but when I moved and they broke down the wall I saw what looked like a firefighter.

I ran a bit than let him catch me. But than I got the urge to challenge myself. Pushing him back than leaping from wall to wall I managed to go through the ceiling. After that I flew through the wall and into the night sky. I turned to see my opponent and saw a distorted dream character who had a huge violet/dark blue sci-fi gun that blasted electricity. Taking a sci-fi gun from someone else in the air, I lunged forward towards my opponent, hitting it in the face. I than let go of the sci-fi gun and grabbed a black gun handed to me by a anime girl with short orange hair, when I got closer to the ground. Her tall mysterious guy partner stood next to her as she told me that they were going to get in on the action.

I'm Someone's Ghost HW

I was in what seemed like a huge hotel on vacation. There I went into a room to see my brother's friend and him playing a Zelda game. It looked cool so I took the controls and moved link from the bridge and onto the ships." What town is on the next map?" I asked. I was told that I couldn't get there yet though so I lost interest and left the room.

However, my brother's friend followed me and started annoying me. I felt him push me though so I hit him. His body than twisted in a strange manner as he taunted me with his so called snake move. "I don't care what move you use, I'll break through" I replied to him than hit him hard. It started to feel like a pointless fight though. Before going into the next room I became somewhat aware it was a dream because of a strange picture of my cousin.

When I was in the other room I decided to check out the place secretly and went through a white door. I ended up in a hall than looked to the ground to see a wooden latch door. After opening it and falling through, I touched a plastic bag filled with garbage than looked around till I found myself back in the room I was in. Except this time Eye was present with someone else,playing games.

I decided to sit down next to Eye as I pondered what to do. I had met with Eye like I wanted to but what was next. After looking out the huge rectangular window I asked him where the interesting stuff was at. He told me on the third floor. Going through the ground twice I ended up on the third floor where I saw third graders. One who looked like my younger brother from the past grabbed my hand than asked me if he could show me to his teacher. I asked him why and he said cause his teacher wanted to see a ghost for his homework. I said no but after seeing him cry I picked him up and hugged him. Since it was a dream it wouldn't matter.

After his teacher saw me, she commended him and I said goodbye to them both. Next I found myself in a strange place with what looked like homeless and drug addicted people in a cave. One of the hippy woman approached me making me jump with a scream though. I pushed her onto the floor than got curious how loud I could scream and screamed the loudest I've done in a while in a dream.A guy said that my vocals were good that time than I heard kids singing and saw words coming down as if it were ending credits.

The Light Of Our Forefathers

I walked through a entrance and saw fruit stands layed out near a door that led you into a supermarket. The place was also big, wide and surrounded by clear glass, giving the impression of a supermarket within the mall. Looking at the limes I decided to pick one up but than a tall slender tan man wearing a white t shirt, took the lime from me and placed it back on the stand. "O.k...."I thought than slowly turned to see his serious face as if I made a mistake. I walked up and around it to take another after others were picking but he took the other lime I had too. "What's wrong with this guy? Ah, well. I don't really need limes"I thought than watched as he placed the lime in a clear green bag that was than placed on a shopping cart filled with bags of limes, onions and bananas."That's....actually a smart idea". I assumed he was just packaging the items nicely in bags and that he worked there but than another man approached him and told him that he understood him. They than gave each other a friendly fist and the guy who took my lime said "My brother. Just taking back the light of our forefathers. This place is a mess. Someone has got to do something about it". I thought he may have been an extremist when he said that and cause he rolled the shopping cart out without paying for what he took, exiting with the other guy.

But my thoughts were interrupted after I walked away. A crowd running and screaming began to pour in after they exited.I became lucid from the dramatic event and flew through the forming mall that began to look like a bowling place. I went through the walls and appeared outside where it was raining and dark. Than flying some more I went through another wall, came out and ended up in a sunny park where families were seated on benches and others were sitting on the grass enjoying their picnic."This is a nicer setting"I thought than hopped onto the ground and began to run around playfully. A boy interrupted me though saying something I can't recall.
I than became semi lucid and told him not to touch me in a rude way because the catholic forefathers he had killed innocent chickens. I than took a chicken that randomly appeared and smeared it on his distorted face. After a glass version of my bird appeared I began to cuddle it and observe the number on it. It looked like a bar code. 4170... were numbers in the code I think.


(Pic doesn't belong to me)

Jokin... If 2 rcs not working is a nightmare that is...

Flying

Right off the bad I'm flying in a dream. I'm in a mountainous area and just take off. I start flying kind of like swimming through the air in a sort of dog paddle. I go way up, as high as I can go. I go past some powerlines and later into clouds. Forget where I go after.

McHell

Dream, That our job had a big apartment attached to it. K A was my temporary room mate. T said he was moving out. I also have memories of him playing guitar.

Ghost

Dream of using my perception to fall into some object?!?!? I wind up in a small church. I hear the voice of Chuck Smith giving a bible study. But it's a different man giving the speech. Off to the side I see and emaciated chuck standing to the side. He looks like he's dying of cancer (He really did die of cancer). I think it's really odd to see the man alive.

Random RC

Was walking somewhere and did a nose pinch RC. I couldn't breathe so It didn't work. I shrugged and took off flying, but flying is normal in dreams so I didn't become lucid.

FA, in SP I'm watching and feeling vibrations go by. I start spinning them faster but I forget what happens after.

Strange mall

I'm with my brother in some mall on an escalator. I come to a place where it looks like the escalator is going to drop you 30 ft. I get a bit scared but it turns out It's a weird trick with mirrors and feel relief when my feet land instead of falling. Ahead is the inside of a CD/Movie store. Me and my brother walk around in it for a bit. I forget what happens after.

People Under the Stairs.

I'm in my inner world house and there's a small storage area under the entrance stairs. I go inside And find it leads to a hallway where there's a mirror version of my inner world house. I go upstairs and see G my childhood friend there. He's there with his brothers. We all sit in a dining room and start talking about the old days. Someone from my inner world is there with me too. Maybe Asuka followed me? I tell her this house use to be packed. and G said, "Yeah we once had kids sleeping under the stairs.". I say, "Oh yeah i remember."

Beach ball.

FA, on a lounge chair by a swimming pool. Bjork is there and throws a large beach ball at me. My chair falls over and I can hear her and asuka laughing. when I fall I wake up.

I was in my house, in fact near my bed , I got semi lucid, or well , I was not lucid, its like muscle memory, my subsconcious just knew that its a dream and can do anything.
So I tried to do force lightning on a cabinet.
But instead of lightning, fire came out of my hand as I concentrated the energy on the tip of my fingers...
Then shit was on fire.
And I woke up.

Morning of May 11, 2017. Thursday.



I am in an unknown and unfamiliar room. This does not at all come to my attention though. I had been thinking about checking a number of my dreams to make sure the online entries are all accounted for based on a set of fifty-four dreams in a particular dream journal in notebook form. The dream journal website I am looking at is fictional and seems to not have had much activity for a few years. I think I have the patience to check the main details of all fifty-four dreams.

I look through a few web pages at some dreams that had been posted by others over a year ago. I have my fifty-four to check even though it probably does not matter since the site seems mostly unused (although I do like to have backup copies of my work other than on hand where I live). I do not recall the titles even though I am able to match and confirm a few. Curiously, additional details, at least a set of five for each title, vanish from the paper by my will alone, leaving only the title, to validate the most complete online version for each.

I notice that my notebook has two odd “pages” before the main area with dream documentation. The first page is apparently a sample of corduroy that supposedly represents clothes I have worn. It is folded around a thin piece of cardboard and flat against it. The second page, upon looking at it closely, is an actual shirt of mine, also attached to a cardboard page. I do not question why I would have this at the beginning of a dream journal. Over time, I become annoyed by the shirt, which is made of normal thin cloth but seeming to be more and more bulky, even preventing the binder from closing fully. I consider that I eventually might take out the sections.

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This is a very odd variation of being annoyed by wearing clothes in some dreams, likely related to a subliminal realization that I am asleep in bed and actually wearing a shirt (due to being slightly cool) which I hardly ever do. The number fifty-four may be related to my age (as it is close to my real age), though is not correct (though normal dreams rarely contain correct information of any kind anyway). I also find it amusing after I wake that I would have to look through over 3,500 online dream journal entries rather than just 54.

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Night of May 11, 2017. Thursday.



I find myself back in Cubitis (where I had not lived since 1978). It seems to be late at night. I have a vague awareness that my parents (both deceased in reality) are in the house sleeping. I am involved in a task which I am doing on my own, with regard to a long wooden ladder. I am firstly trying to bring the ladder out through a fictional area on the carport and realize that this may not be the correct route.

I go back into the house, and take it out through a fictional doorway on the east side of the house. I have no trouble carrying this long ladder on my own even though I illogically seem to somehow be carrying it from one end (rather than in the middle). While in the backyard, I see, in the north side yard, more to the west (and closer to the orange grove, which is no longer there in reality), the statue of a jockey on a vertically rectangular base. It is of a darker gray hue and about eight feet in height, the statue and the base each being about four feet in height. I notice that there are many other items in the carport (including a white refrigerator) but I do not focus directly on them. I feel a sense of well-being. I am not even sure why I am doing this, but it feels right.

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Ladder symbolism in a dream is all about internal communication and real-time access to other (especially more aware) levels of consciousness (primarily the conscious self identity, which is typically lost when in the non-lucid dream state, one of many factors that reveal dream “interpretation”, by way of the common usage of the word, to be a naïve fallacy); very similar to bridge symbolism and visually linked to railroad tracks (especially when the ladder is horizontal, though it is carried sideways here). As most dreams are waking symbolism at their core, this is just a vivid experience of my dream self trying to coalesce into full wakeful consciousness again. The statue implies my inactive conscious self identity while in the dream state. The carport is one of my most common liminal space factors (that is, the state between dreaming and waking, but closer to waking).

I do not recall waking from this dream. There is no active preconscious factor here other than the inactive emergent consciousness symbol; the jockey statue (of a darker hue as this was a night dream). The heightened feeling of well-being I had was very nice.

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When I was a teenager and going through a stage where I had a strong interest in unusual (and dreamlike) photography, for one photograph, I deliberately placed a ladder in the north side yard in Cubitis so that it was lying on the ground, oriented east and west and perpendicular to the railroad tracks beyond our backyard. There seemed to be an aspect of this memory in my dream, though my dream self’s age felt closer to thirty.

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Date of Dream: THU 11 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 111 - Conscious Confusion

I was in my backyard, holding a book of bound maths notes that I made in 2016 in real life. But then why I did I have a printed copy in my hands? WB had received them in real life via USB... Apparently I made this book (in the dream) for her sister LB and I printed it, intending for her to have a hard-copy. It was a close resemblance of the book in real life, the dream did give difference to a few small design features. In the dream, there was a strip of colour along the top and bottom of the pages, like a ribbon. I was going to use glitter glue for the page numbers but then I thought that I would be wasting the glitter glue if I used it all the way through.

The dream then skipped to me being with a large amount of Killester girls that were preparing to get on the buses to go to the SCSA Athletics. Weirdly, the dress code was winter uniform. Someone came and looked at uniform and said I needed to do my blazer up. So I did up the two buttons but then this person came back and said it wasn't done up... I had to to a third one up. The girls were about to leave but I had to go to the bathroom. When in the bathroom, it looked all empty, especially for such a big space. The room was filled with a red-tiled floor and only a few small toilet cubicles, only varying a little bit in their size and shape.

When I came out of the bathroom, I found myself in this wide, long corridor that was leading up to a lift... The lift door was open and WB was in it. I do remember the space of the lift being quite large, the walls were very white the the floor was a reddish-orange, velvet like material, almost like it was the inside of a house. I slowly approached the lift to try and get WB's attention but it was hard to do so as apparently someone else was in there, speaking to her. I got closer and at the same time, consciously asked myself, “Why aren't I getting scared?”. I kept trying to say hello to WB but kept getting no response. Eventually though, I was close enough and she heard me... She smiled and said hello back, and then I said to myself that I could head off.

I ended up back at the area where the buses were supposed to be coming but this time, a group of girls were getting briefed by Mrs. G about Canberra camp. I ended up being in Mrs G's group who was going from the 10th to the 13th but discovered that I wasn't placed in a cabin yet. I asked my friend KH if I could be in her cabin but she said it was full. Then I discovered that Ms. L was taking a second group of girls to Canberra from the 12th to the 14th and noticed that WB was in that group... I thought to myself maybe I could get a cabin with her. That's all I remember.



There will be a "Behind The Scenes" entry coming for this dream soon.

2017, 05-10

Party Time

I am on a normal looking neighborhood street, on a cul-de-sac. There are homes around the cul-de-sac, and one home in particular has a lot of lights on inside. I hear music coming from the house and I am thinking there is definitely a party going on inside. I wonder if I could crash… I walk towards the house and find the front door is open. There is an Asian woman inside and she smiles when she sees me, inviting me inside. I go inside the house and I see a lot of people at the party. The woman says this is a dream, she is Asuka, and MoSh is inside. I am about to do a reality check when I recognize the song playing as Army of Me by Bjork. I look around the room and see Bjork herself is in the room singing. I am wondering how MoSh managed to get Bjork to perform at his house party. I start looking through the house to see if I can find MoSh. There are so many people I am having problems finding MoSh. I run into one man who is smoking a joint and offers me a drag. I tell him I just want to find MoSh. He says MoSh is in the bedroom, but don’t worry, there’s no sleeping going on in there. I am thinking anything MoSh might be doing in the bedroom should remain private… As if the man reads my mind, he adds that MoSh is in there hanging out, not making out. I think I will go in there and say hi to MoSh. I head in the direction the man pointed, though I can’t see any sign of a bedroom or even of a wall. I find I’m going up a flight of stairs to get to another room full of people partying. I look around and spot MoSh on a couch. I head towards him but I don’t quite make it, my alarm goes off and I wake up.

Boring

Just remember walking in a swampy farm field while it was raining. It went on for quite a while.


House party and walking around town

I was in my backyard and a bunch of people were there. I may have been playing with kids earlier but can't be sure. I see Jared a supposed friend from long ago. Asuka ushers us into the back of the house up some stairs. Past the dining room, up a small set of stairs and into a large bedroom, which is now a party room. There's a couch, coffee table and a large flat screen TV. Me and Jared sit on the couch and I say I wanna play some music. An older woman is sitting on the couch and has her hair done up in two buns on each side of her head, but more on top of her head. She smiles at me and seems familiar but I couldn't put a name to a face right there.

We sit down, and I go through some menus on the console trying to bring up youtube. I can't really think of some music to play for A second I think I might wanna play Bjork music. But wait.. didn't we listen to that earlier? I go to search for some metal bands instead but Jared gets up and leaves.

I follow him outside and he is gone. I seem lost in the scenery of the streets. I cross one and notice some kid who left the party. He's looking around confused and walks the other way. I spot and interesting street leading to a downtown area that looks very much like new york. The walk way has a red path with steps in various places leading down. The hill looks steep but is still lined with houses. It actually looks a bit foreboding and realize why it looks like nobody uses it. I walk down it anyway and to my surprise it is extremely easy to walk down. Nothing scary about it at all. It just looks creepy that's all.

At the bottom I turn a corner and see a mac's store and at the opposite ends a gas station with a Tim Horton's coffee shop in it. I decide to go in the petro can with the coffee. I go in and order a coffee, but at the back of the store is a large entrance to a cineplex theater. I didn't realize Lethbridge had another movie theater. I go to check out the movie list when I wake up.

Similarities in bold

My Dreams:

Finding Asuka

Remember trying to convince Asuka to come with me. Raven was there. I grabbed Asuka's hand and she grumbled, "do you really have to hold my hand?" I said "yes, because I don't want to lose you again. I want to make sure we make it home together."

Window

I am in my inner world house with Raven and Asuka. I go to a window and an undead version of Professor Snape is looking in through the window. I run to the back of the house and tell Raven I spotted him.

Raven's dream:

2017, 05-08

Dark Mirror

I am in a place I don’t recognize. I look around to see if I can figure out where I am. After walking for a while I realize it looks somewhat familiar, but at the same time not familiar. It looks like a creepy dark version of a place I have been before. There are run down houses positioned around a cul-de-sac, and the people walking on the sidewalks look distinctly like orcs. I find that strange because the neighborhood looks completely normal for this world aside from the fact it looks like it has been abandoned and now is falling to ruin. I start walking along the road, not sure where to go or what to do in this strange place. The orcs wandering around don’t seem to be paying any attention to me so I pay no attention to them. Then I see a man approaching me, definitely not an orc. Maybe he knows what is going on here. I go over to him and ask him where we are. He says it’s supposed to be his inner world, but it looks like someone has made a mess here again. At first that statement makes no more sense than this place does, but finally I put it together and I realize I’m talking to MoSh, but this sure doesn’t look like his inner world…

MoSh says we have to find Asuka, so I agree to help him look for her. We go through a rundown looking house that I think is most likely haunted and we come to what looks like it used to be a beautiful garden, but now everything in it is dead. I look at the dead and brown plants and wonder what could have happened here to make them all die. I then realize there is a woman in the garden, but she is down on her knees next to something. I wonder what it is that she is looking at so I go over to see her. It is Asuka, and she is kneeling beside what appears to be the only plant in this whole garden that is still alive. There is a small and somewhat sickly looking plant growing there with a single beautiful flower blooming brightly. I ask what is going on here, and she says she has to save this flower. Everything else is dead, so she has to save this flower. MoSh comes over and seems glad to see Asuka appears to be ok, and he says it’s time to go home. I ask Asuka what has happened to MoSh’s inner world. She looks around and says this isn’t MoSh’s inner world, it’s a mere shadow of MoSh’s inner world. She also repeats that she has to save the flower. MoSh takes her by the hand and tries to lead her away. She keeps saying she has to save the flower and reaching back for it. I tell her I’ll get the flower. I form an energy sphere around the flower, the plant, and a chunk of soil it is growing in and bring that along as I follow MoSh and Asuka.

As we are making our way out of the strange garden I see someone who wasn’t there when we went in. There is a man standing on and blocking the path to leave the garden. He looks like a walking corpse, and I get a whiff of a foul odor coming from him. He is rotting and decaying. Asuka says he is the bringer of death, every plant he touches dies and decays. She seems worried that he will get too close to the flower and kill it somehow. The zombie approaches us and MoSh ask him who he is and what he wants. He laughs and says MoSh already knows, but he sees a new friend… he might just have to drop in and visit me sometime. I can’t help but laugh when I think of him trying to drop into my inner world and running into my shield like a solid titanium wall, or meeting Vegeta to blast him back where he came from, or the psycho twins Mary and Marty with more weapons aimed at him than he could register sight of before he got vaporized. I tell him if he wants to be erased from existence he is free to try. MoSh says this guy should be erased right now so he can’t bother Asuka or Björk any longer. That makes me think of the song by Björk that comes to mind first, so I add that if he tries to get in he might just end up meeting an army of me. As I say that I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade. He doesn’t seem particularly bothered but laughs and disappears.

MoSh, Asuka, and I go into the house that appears to be a run-down version of MoSh’s house in his inner world. I wonder if I should do something to fix the place up since Asuka said it’s not really MoSh’s inner world. I am looking around the house when MoSh says the zombie man is out front now. I wonder what this guy wants and I head to the front of the house to find him. I look out front and I see the zombie man out there. I think I should go out there and teach him a lesson he won’t soon forget even if his brain is rotting. I go out the front door but now he is gone, as is the whole neighborhood. I look around and now I am in a green meadow with no sign of the rundown house and neighborhood, no sign of MoSh or Asuka, no sign of the zombie. I look and see I still have Asuka’s flower in an energy orb, so that’s good… I am thinking of trying to get back to Asuka and MoSh but I wake up.

I am in the bottom floor of a two story house with two dream figures. A male dream figure that I'm supposed to bring in to justice, and a female dream figure that I'm supposed to save. We are surrounded by drug cartel minions that are trying to kill us. I tell my dream figures that we need to split up. I jump out a glass window onto the front yard. There is a helicopter waiting in the front yard. There are two cartel dream figures on either side of the helicopter and I shoot them. I then run to the side of the house where I find my target sitting on a staircase that leads to a balcony on the second floor. I ask him how he'd like to ride in a helicopter. He tells me that the female df has been captured. I rub up the stairs and open a door accesible from the balcony to find the female df in bed under the sheets. There is a cartel df sitting on a plastic chair at the end of the room in a corner. He has an automatic machine gun. I shoot him and walk over to the female dream figure and tear the bedsheets off. She is naked and I find myself very attracted to her. I decide I am going to get acquainted with my assignment before I bring her to safety. She calls over the target I'm supposed to bring in and tells him to come in and close the door behind him. He walks in to the room with no clothes on, covered in body hair, but I don't care because the female dream figure is super hot. She has blonde hair and I notice that she has the same scars on her upper thighs as I do in real life (I think she might represent me in this dream). The rest is non-PG but I wake up face down as I was in the dream. I have an eerie feeling that the girl from the dream was me, and by making physical contact with her I returned to my sleeping body.

Morning of May 10, 2017. Wednesday.



This dream is meandering - with only a couple scenes that stand out that much. In one scene, my brother Earl (deceased in real life) is in a car in a parking lot (in an unknown area) with my sisters Carol and Marilyn (also both deceased in real life). It has a feeling of the 1960s even though I am possibly about my present age. There is some sort of situation with a six-pack of bottles, which may be apple wine (though this is not certain - the bottles are of a dark green tint). It seems that Earl had just bought them though is also going to be reselling them (or at least a few of them).

I take the middle bottle out from the left from the carton in the back seat while I remain standing outside the right side of the car. It is only half full. I consider how odd it is for a store to be selling something that seems to have missing contents. I put it back. After opening another one, I take a small drink from the middle bottle on the right.

For some reason, I take the six-pack of bottles to my car, which is also in the parking lot. My “car” is actually more like an oversized golf cart. I put the six-pack in the back seat.

At one point, I am in my “car”. A very annoying young Filipino girl is present and wants me to drive her to a shopping mall on the other side of town. She gets in, but I am not certain that I will be driving that far. I consider that I will probably just let her out when I get to where I am supposedly going.

I drive along, inside a large clothing store. I drive over some clothes that had been strewn across the floor. A young cashier comes to pick them up. She does not react to me having driven over them and it does not seem to matter that much. As I drive to the front door, my dream starts to fade.

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Driving over clothes is a type of dream sign; a carryover awareness that I had gone to sleep and am not wearing clothes in bed. The bottles are likely symbolism relating to circadian rhythms due to the one being half full, additionally being linked to the “time in a bottle” association. It also relates to the “water getting lower over time” waking symbolism which I have experienced continuously for over fifty years.

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A bad guy forces me to lead him to treasure. We make our way to an underground cavern. It's dark and there is a large pile of rubble or something. The bad guy looks around and I focus a set of silver wings, clothes and stuff. These are Rhewin's stuff. I'm sure of it. I feel sad and wonder what ended his life. There's another set of wings and clothes nearby that belong to another member from the same forum, but I can't recall anymore whose those were.

Half of the cavern is dark and there's a deep pit. I realize that this is a dragon's lair. The exits are suddenly blocked and temperature starts to climb. I back into a corner and the bad guy realizes he's trapped. "You trying to kill me?" he asks. The heat starts to melt stone, the ground crumbles and reveals more lava. The heat starts to sting...a lot, but I'm very heat resistant and strongly believe I can outlast the bad guy. I focus on staying out of the lava as long as I can. The bad guy is struggling, but still alive. My skin is turning red and it hurts a lot. "It's ok. I'm resistant to heat. It's just pain. Fight through it." I tell myself. The bad guy collapses and I see the shape of a massive dragon in the dark part of the cavern.

Interesting dream. Feeling pain is never fun, but I felt pretty badass outlasting the bad guy.

Walking Downhill.

I'm walking downhill on a forest trail at night time. Apparently I think I'm coming from Bjork's house. I walk down a ways and see a figure in my path. I recognize him as the man I saw at Bjork's house from my first visit there - The guy who was opening windows to make Bjork cold and who also claimed he was "helping her."

Music begins to play from him. It's four piano notes descending slowly. It sounds exactly like the music from the first IT trailer. I think he's using it as a mind control song. "Come with me." he says. I follow.

Home invasion

I'm driving with the guy... who I'll just call night stalker. I'm in the passenger seat and kind of foggy. We are driving in what looks to be a cross between Calgary and Los Santos, from the GTA game. He turns off a main highway like Deerfoot, but the inner city is all different. He keeps talking to me but I don't really hear what he is saying nor am I paying any attention. We come to a residential area and he says, "If you wanna break into someone's home, you gotta start small.. Like this nobody here."

It is still night time. We get out of the car and go to the house he indicated. He kicks the door in. Nothing happens as we stare into a house in the dark with nobody in it. We walk in. He goes into the living room and starts searching around.

I hang by the doorway when a light flickers on. A middle aged woman is now in front of me and all three of us gasp. He says "Kill her." And in my shock I stab her in the chest with an umbrella? And in my other hand is a sharp corcscrew which I intend to use if she gives a fight. She screams, and asks what we are doing here? I say I'm not sure it was this guys idea.. I'm just here.

She seems to forget she was just stabbed. and then kind of invites us in. The man is still searching for things and is so lost in what he is doing, he is not paying attention to the fact that me and the woman are getting along. I sit in a nice chair in the living room while me and the woman talk. Then I notice a small boy with no shirt on is bringing a bowl of breakfast cereal into the living room and he sits down on a chair.

The man turns around and says. "We have to kill her right now!" and then he looks dizzy. He leans against the wall for a minute trying to get his bearings and vanishes. I realize he must have woke up. But I don't see how it's possible, since I'm not sure if this is a dream. My vision gets that watery look again and I wake up.

Talking about a previous dream

I'm talking to someone in a dream and telling them, "I told Bjork that I wanted to cut out the dreams about her for a while. The whole idea of THIS and it's implications is just... insane."

Raven Knight says, "I know... I was there when you told her!". and rolled her eyes.She sounded annoyed.

Bjork finds me

I'm walking in something like a dance class hall with students dancing around me. Bjork emerges through the main door and walks up to me with definite purpose. She looks MAD, but she calms herself as if to deal with me delicately. She tells me to follow her and suddenly we are back at her house. She is folding wet laundry and hanging it up on a metal thing you dry clothes with. her hair is hanging down every time she looks down to fold something. Don't know what the term is for it. Anyway, she says, "You know Robert.." It feels so strange hearing her call me by name. "I was hurt by what you did."

I said, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to.."

She says, "Look i know you're young. And take it from someone who has fallen in and out of love a few more times than you. It IS crazy. It IS a bit insane EVERY TIME! But the only way you can deal with it. Is abandon yourself to it, and let it go it's natural course, whatever the end of it may be. Don't fight it. That's what I do, and then I create amazing music out of it!"

I wake up before I can respond.

I am walking in the woods at night with Darryl, a phlebotomist I used to work with. I wonder if we are going to buy marijuana. We reach my childhood home. It is painted yellow. I go inside and I get hungry. I go in the fridge that is in the living room in my dream and take out a plate with four sandwiches all still attached to each other, as if it was one big square sandwich and after grilling it, turned into four. I turn around away from the fridge to find everybody in the living room has their own freshly toasted sandwiches that a dream figure is handing out. I feel left out so I ask why I didn't get one. I have a plate in my hand with four sandwiches so I say never mind I already have some. I'm about to eat my sandwiches when a dream figure tells me that I should check on my grandparents, that there are trouble makers surrounding the house they are in. I walk down the hill connecting the two houses and see a lot of dream figures loitering outside my mom's old house, their cars parked right outside. The front door is closed but there is a window open through which I can see my grandparents. I look inside and ask my grandma if they are okay. She says yes. I ask her if all the people outside are bothering them and she says no, she says they are just standing around talking to each other. They look like they are waiting for a party or something. I decide to go back to the house up the hill. There is a blonde male dream figure mopping the passageway style balcony of the house. I tread carefully to not get the floor dirty, I stare at the ground, the closer I get to the front door the more wet the floor is. I enter the house where the blonde df is mopping the living room and feel faint. I start to get dizzy and fall but the df catches me. I tell him I must be passing out from hunger so I need to eat my sandwiches. The df's from before are gone, it's just me and the blonde dream figure. The df is really attractive so I try to hurry and find my sandwiches and eat them so I can be conscious next to my "hero" that caught me before I landed splat on the floor. I never found my sandwiches.

Morning of May 9, 2017. Tuesday.



I am in a setting which seems to be modeled somewhat after the Loomis Street backyard, though there is the typical ambiguous feeling of being indoors and outdoors at the same time. The north fence is present but higher than in real life. There are a few unknown people present.

I am aware of a set of parallel walls. There are at least five or six in a row and only about four feet apart. The first wall, farther south from the real fence, is made of old stones. A couple walls are more like the inside of a house.

There is some sort of sense of wanting to explore. The main scene involves an unknown male opening a door between two walls, and this event is somehow duplicated simultaneously between two different walls, and yet it is also the same man. I believe this is the first time this has occurred in a dream.

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