non-lucid

Morning of November 14, 2015. Saturday.

I am not sure of the setting. There is a generic one-storey house I think, with a front porch. In this first part of my dream, I am outside on a bed and looking at the front of the house from the right of it. There are large tree branches coming out of the house from an area that had seemingly been a vent (above the porch) as well as from a couple windows. The tree probably takes up a lot of space inside the house but I do not go in. (The later room setting does not seem like a part of this house, though it is possible it is implied to be - there is no tree visible at that point though.) There is also a tree just outside the house. I get the impression of one of our cats (Franco) moving in the branches of both trees.



I am recording something important on a cassette recorder feature (while lying on my side on my bed outside the house), some sort of singing or chanting from an unknown source. The voices are feminine and possibly related to spiritual growth or empowerment. I have slight difficulty (but not that annoying as I do not become angry) with the portable stereo’s cassette player relative to the record and play buttons, which must both be pressed at the same time with the same speed and pressure. There is a “pause” button between “record” and “play”, “record” being the last in the row and it is a bit problematic (counter-intuitive) to use as such. This is not a typical cassette player design (of the few different layouts I have used in real life), yet the highly illogical nature of the layout does not trigger lucidity. I accidentally press rewind a couple times, but it does not matter as long as I eventually record the sounds, since they apparently repeat anyway (though I am not sure how long they will continue). During this time there is something about interesting magazines (relating to either science-fiction or satire or both) coming out of nowhere, possibly based on particular sound patterns. This makes me more optimistic and cheerful for whatever reason.

Later, after being with my wife for a time, my dream shifts to me seemingly being a teenager again, possibly around sixteen. I am in a room with my mother though cannot be certain of the setting’s location (as it seems only vaguely reminiscent of the southwest room in Cubitis though also vaguely reminds me of a motel room my family stayed in on our way to Florida when I was six years old and she was surprised by an unlikely tarantula on the wall). There are a few large green spiny caterpillars crawling about (mostly on the wall), a couple much longer than they would be in reality. These are supposedly the most venomous in the world and are called “Slaughterhead” caterpillars (of which I have absolutely no memory of ever having heard this term before). (In real life, it was “puss caterpillars” or wooly slugs we had to put up with - also called “saddle socks” by a few locals but that name cannot be found on the Internet and is possibly wrong as one local ridiculously called oleander caterpillars “centipedes" and warned my mother about them - my father had been stung by a puss caterpillar by accidentally putting his forearm down on one on a table in June 1978, but amazingly rode out the pain and did not want to go to the hospital.)

After a time, there is a caterpillar on me, near my shoulder. My mother bravely takes it off without being stung (as if she was used to doing this - though she did check me for ticks when we lived in Chipmunk Coulee). Later, one crawls on her and she takes it off. Another one, nearly a foot long, is crawling on her side, but my dream shifts to where my gaze is fixed on beaded curtains. (There is also a point where I study my mother’s facial profile and contemplate her being very old. I find it slightly disconcerting but not that emotional - with no memory she died in 2002).



I stare at the beaded curtain and notice that most of the beads are either the number three or the number four (each bead in the shape of the number I think, as the depth perception is fairly discernible), seemingly arranged randomly. I very clearly see each (of many) number three and number four figures (all identical in size - no distortion in any number or feature) in each long vertical beaded string of about a dozen hanging down across a part of the room (seemingly not in a doorway but as a room divider). (Although there are various styles of number beads in real life, I am vaguely puzzled over this feature.)

I was drawing some comic books, and painting them only with red and blue colours.

I keep hearing this noise as I am trying to fall asleep. Eventually it gets too loud and appears to be coming from the TV. I pull the blankets off and said knock it off, my eyes caught a glimpse of slash marks surrounding the carpet floor despite having all the lights turn off. This TV has done strange things in the past before so I shrug it off and tried to go back to sleep. That's when I began feeling ill and felt heavy but only in my head general area.

The pressure began getting too intense so I got up and decided I should try to focus on something else instead of sleep. I struggle getting off the bed and I struggle even more when my feet touch the ground. I could hardly walk, the pressure in my head began to sky rocket to the point where I heard a loud bang. I attempted to open the front door of the room to get some help but quickly got dizzy. I started having clarity that I am in a dream as I could feel someone taking over my control of the dream body. Moving it and even thinking in a different way, feeling confuse didn't take long for me to wake up.

I appear on the bed in different position than I was in before, I had still gained some lucidity and could still hear a noise around me. Every time I attempted to move the blankets would tie all around my legs. I kept feeling a prickling sensation through out my lower body. This went on for 10 seconds, that's when I lost awareness. I wake up again thinking I must've had a lucid dreaming and disliking how I didn't get the time to do anything adventurous.

I got up and saw the bathroom lights were on and had running water flooding the floor. It was turning in to a real mess, I turn shower off and got out. I could overhear my mother speaking to someone but didn't really care to listen. I tried putting my socks to prepare for the day. It was only once I wake up again that I realize I had a false awakening. Lucidity Time: 31 seconds

I'm laying down on a couch, in a recess of a bigger room, next to a open french window. The sun is streaming in between white drapes fluttering. Their is a garden behind the window, green lawn with a tall dark green hedge and a tree that looks like a mulberry tree. The couch is warm and made of buttery smooth brown leather, I can feel the fines stiches on the cushions. The wall above me is cream and the ceilling white. The corner of the wall behind my head and going into the house is is covered up to maybe one meter and a half with smooth, cold ceramic tiles, longer than larger. There are this beautiful, deep red of chinese lacquer, and contrast very nicely with the wooden floor. I tilting my head, I can see a open door, going inside another room shrouded in darkness.
I start to wonder where I am, and try to get up. My body is incredibly heavy and inyelding, and I fall of the couch. I ended up on a thick cream carpet, just in front of the open window. I can feel the warmth of the sun and a soft breeze. A little blond haired boy in a school uniform comes in from the garden. His hair are wispy and almost white, falling on his shoulders and fluttering in the breeze like the drapes. I ask him to find Eli, and he runs back into the garden without a word. I try to lift my arm, but my body still doesn't respond. I turn my head to look outside, and I see a tall man in the garden with the boy. I call Eli and he turns his head to me, smiling. He walks to me and stop right next to my hips. From the floor he looks impossibly tall, with his eyes shining in the sun. He kneels and wrap his arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I feel engulfed, warm, and above all, safe. In a crystal clear instant, I can feel his warmth through his cotton tshirt, his belt buckle against me, the smell of his skin and the tickle of his light stubble.
I'm in the garden now, standing up under the mulberry tree. It's still a beautiful sunny afternoon, the walls of the house are a textured cream with white borders around the windows. I'm looking over the corner of the house, to the open portal. A wolf run in, followed by a pack of barking dogs. I pick her up and recognize my totem animal. Her fur is all matted and dirty, and she's pantting, but at least I've scared the dogs away. I plan to bath her and ask her what she thinks about the name I'm picked for her, but I lose the dream before I can do that.

finally, I'm in my sister bedroom, she picked up two small orange stripped kittens, a male and a female. The female one is boncy and adventurous and quikly desappear into the house; the male meows at me until I pick him up and scarry him around with his fronts paw over my arm like a stuffed toys, making him purrs loudly.

This is a jumbled mess, thanks to insomnia keeping me up until 5 am. I felt like all my sleep was REM. Second dream to follow!

Dreamlet: I'm in the kitchen, the hod is on and I'm cooking something with grounded meat and tomato sauce. It smells sweet and spicy, I'm mixing it with a wooden spoon. My mother come to eat with me, carrying two bowls. She give me one, and start spooning the meal in her. I discover that there is full, big black window spiders cooked in. My mother gleefully spoons on in her powl. She then hand me back the spoon. I take some of the meat, poking the spiders dubiously.

Prison weirdness
I'm seeing the inside of a prison. It's a very large space, very gray, reminiscent of the courtyard of a castle. Up ahead is a wall with a giant arch; above the arch, in huge letters, is a sign proclaiming it to be the women's restroom.

Now I'm in a hallway, near a corner. A man walks slowly around the corner taking some pills. An employee sees him and rushes up to stop him; it seems the pills are dangerous.

Beach house
We're in the car, driving through a rustic downtown area. We're following Waze's directions, but the path seems really loopy and doesn't actually seem to be getting us anywhere. Now we're arriving at the beach, where we're going to meet our pastor and his family. We turn onto what ends up being a really short stretch of road - maybe 20 feet - dead-ending into a sharp 30 foot drop-off. It seems Waze messed up again ... I decide that when we get home I'll try to edit Waze's map so it doesn't try to direct anyone else off a cliff. Looking down, we can see the beach and the mom we're meeting lounging on a nice beach chair. The waves are surprisingly large, and I think we may not be able to enter the water - a particular disappointment for my wife, since she was able to spend so little time in the water during our vacation a couple of months ago.

Now I'm out of the car looking for a place to change. I see a long row of blue port-a-potties but would rather not change in one of those. Now I'm in the living room of a nice older house. The lighting is dim, partly because of all the dark wood around. For some reason I'm looking for coat hangers. I come across one that's a solid piece of plastic with a wide variety of slits cut in it, each labeled with the kind of clothing that goes in it; but the handle is on the end, and holding it by the handle makes the whole thing sideways, including the labels and slits. After a moment I realize it's supposed to have a handle on the other side, but it's been broken off.

Now I'm walking down the hallway. I look into a couple of bedrooms as I pass them. One of them has white walls, a light carpet, a computer on a small computer desk, a bunk bed, and stuff strewn all over the floor. I realize I'm in the T's house. I hear something (don't remember what).

Now I'm back in the living room area. A kid is holding a gun, and I'm talking to him on the phone, even though we're in the same room. I know the gun is loaded with a single blank, so I tell him to point it away from anything nearby and shoot it. The muzzle flash is very pretty. Now I'm reloading the gun, but I'm having trouble with the clip. I've already slid a little rack out of the clip - like on a Pez dispenser - and I'm putting bullets in, but I'm skipping spaces and having trouble getting some of them to go in properly.

Fragments:
I'm at a restaurant with my family and my sister-in-law and her family, moving table and chairs to make a circle of chairs large enough for all of us - except that I'm not actually planning on staying for whatever the event is. Something about an extra chair and a hoodie.

#1

I was Jerry Seinfeld giving a talk on knowledge and how while I possessed the necessary knowledge, I hadn't allowed it to fill in fully. What I do remember from the dream is actually watching Jerry in the third person and when he spoke, the professional microphone vibrated quite loudly throughout the auditorium, which, now I remember was very similar to the College Classroom where I took Geology.

#2
I was being shown this ladies Dinosaur contraption. I think I was in the 1950's and in a Bomb Shelter of some sort, or at least that's the vibe I got. I was looking out a window and it was a basement window. The section I was looking at was like one of those drainage holes around a basement window. The drainage hold was covered and inside it was a Dinosaur display of miniature dino's. They were formed by neon light tubes that you'd see on a Beer sign. I realized that this lady was figuring out Solar energy single handedly and didn't care much for the aesthetics. There was cocking around the window which she pointed out and I felt to know there wasn't any way the rain was going to get in.

There was a boy there. A cute little guy and he was staying with me to be protected from his fat bastard father. The father was clearly sick in the head but had hired me to do some type of work for them, now I am not sure. Regardless I went further into the house/shelter through double doors that led me into a sort of closet type area. Here another boy, an Asian boy, came and pointed me out to the father as if I was breaking rules. I felt anxiety and as if I had been breaking rules, but I didn't know which rules I had broken. The father was now drinking wine and the wife was apologizing to me for the spills on the carpet. Clearly the spills were from the father but the wife seems to take full responsibility for the spills. The Husband had a "bucket" of liquor. It was clear he was a heavy alcoholic.

It was at this point where I just merely thought, and didn't necessarily express that I had negative feelings about this guy. It seemed as if this was this dudes whole ordeal, he was a magician at recognizing when people were thinking negatively about him. Before I got any further there was a plate full of cakes and truffles. He stuffed himself full of strawberry shortcake and made a comment about how he was going to bring anyone that had ridden his wealth down with him; his family being his main target. I indulged myself in a creampuff cookie. Again he recognized my negative thoughts and this time flat out sucker punched me. Before he did that it was as if I could read the quivering of his lips for words. Then we turned into an epic boxing match; he was a white guy and I was Muhammad Ali.

Thinking he had me down after the first punch was a mistake on his part. I immediately sprung into action and went at his like a butterfly and a bee. While I certainly landed some eventually he got the best of me and grabbed my hair from behind and pinned me down. I legitimately thought he would kill me.

#3

I was back in highschool with a new schedule and a cool kid. It was nighttime and I was sitting in the cafeteria with Jong K and one of his friends. They weren't part of the "cool click" but that is why I was so cool, I could hang out with anyone and just be cool. At this point the cafeteria cleared out and I become naked. I tried squeeze my naked body through a window in order to get free. For whatever reason I was having tremendous difficulty getting through this window. In fact there was a squash patch there with those big big leaves that I didn't want to throw off kilter due to my bodily movements. Furthermore there was an adjacent hut next to me where my third grade gym teacher was. I knew there was a chair that she sat and she was likely watching me but I couldn't see her. Very strange.

Then I started looking for my housing. I was walking to the right and it was sort of outside and felt like an island atmosphere. I ran into a heavy set girl who was looking for the same room # 148. While I like people, it was clear that she had intention of being more than friends and I wasn't interested. I just turned around and looked for #148 in a different place. Eventually I found the building which was similar to the central dormitories where I stayed in India and blended with where I stayed at camp in Maine. There I found Alex, who was complaining about the Govt to some of his friends. I thought about chiming in and how we should just be grateful that we are able to live without overt oppression and thus move on. I kept my mouth shut.

Eventually I ended on a lawn in class. My two classes on the schedule was gym with one of my former bosses who looked like a Pit-bull and a class where we ate jelly waffles off those Styrofoam lunch trays. That was my morning schedule and I didn't bother checking the afternoon. In the Jelly class we were on the lawn and the teacher was asking the question of why it would be unsanitary to touch birds. The class went around giving answers and I played with a bird feather. Eventually I raised my hand and said it would be unsanitary. At this time, I didn't realize it but I had been the only male that had spoken up and it attracted a lot of looks from females. Including this one girl who was stunning Emma.

Then a guy pointed out to the girl sitting next to me that she had weird eyelashes I couldn't help but to look and then to start laughing. They weren't weird but I was more flirting with this girl. I then mimicked her mental dialog of "be strong". She laughed and accepted that I was actually helping her out by letting her know who cares. I then got up and started being angry at this place who makes people pretend to be who they are not and then force to believe that they have to be unflinchingly confident about it. When in reality, true strength lies in being able to laugh at our gaudy attempts.

Finally I was about to run the 1 mile race. The only caveat was that it was a relay race and therefore I was waiting on my partner Ben to finish. The only thing was that he was in first and then mutated into the slowest girl in our grade. He/she fell behind, running like a grandma, huffing and puffing and swinging his/her arms helplessly. In the meantime I stood up off the metal bench I was resting on and began to size up my competition. There C, who is a dream sign, and a black activist from the 1960's who I can't quite recall the name of. Regardless these guys could run and I had to be ready. I was fearless and jumped around as such. My competition got a head start so I screamed to slow them down and then took off as soon as Ben crossed the finish line.

NA

The swamps took enormous territory. All the nature around was dead, no vegetation except almost dying trees, no animals, it was a watery wasteland. It all started with an expedition sent towards swamps. There was a small village in central part of the swamp. There were many ruined buildings, but the most interesteing of them was a chapel. It was smeared all over with dried blood, and cross inside was turned sideways. Abandoned for many years, the village was just recently took as a warehouse for one of national companies. Workers appeared quickly to fix buildings, and a priest was sent to clean out the chapel. They didn't know that they have awakened a demon. I was that priest. One evening, the demon just ran out of chapels basements, and slaughtered everyone except me. I had to pray, and try exorcisms to weaken him, then I took a shovel and finished the demon.

Bettime: 23:15 no meditation, visualisation

missed first awakening because fall asleep before tagging and had a dream where i wrote down some notes about interesting thoughts/some energy i felt?

woke up at 4 am. i had a dream, tried to remember a fragment and lost the dream. i squeezed my brain and got in the end 4 short fragments. the squeezing made me pretty awake.
i´ve tried to wild on my back but noticed after some minutes that i am to awake. got negative thoughts cycling in my head like i hadn't it for nearly a year before i start with meditation. was awake for about 2h...
at 5:36 my roomates fu**in alarm clock ringed every three or four minutes for half an hour... so i stood up go to the toilet and sit down on my meditation cushion and tried to calm my mind. after about 15-20min i got back to bed again and noticed that i now had more control over my toughts again and could block the negativity. i noticed how i drifted into dreamy toughts and repeated my mantra. (fall asleep aprox. 6:20)

7:30 LD:

some NLD stuff with transition from a room into a bus into a room again with a baby turning into my brother and crazy stuff like that. back in front of the building where my brother and i was inside. a house party is going on. some windows are open and i see young adults that seem pretty drunk and on drugs kissing and yelling. i enter the building and on the entrance there are two bowels of food. i recognize that one of them is mine and i put it there previously. i pick it up and see a lot of fruitflies and similar stuff. i´m wondering a bit and wave them away with my hands. the food consists of pretty big balls with food that is nonexistent in real life or maybe can be found in asia somewhere O.o (i´ve had an NLD where i eat similar stuff) my awareness rises and i remember that this is a dream. i eat up the last spoon and move up the stairs. its pretty dark and while moving im doing a RC and think about the dream. i open a door and wonder that my subconscious rendered this room i was before although i was in my thoughts and looking down. the party is over and on my left site i see a dude lying on a couch sleeping. i keep going and there is another door. i wish to myself to find at least an attractive redhead somewhere behind. i go thru the door and turn right in the direction of the room i saw from outside with the open windows. i see a lot of sleeping people. a dude builds up in front of me and is trying to tell me that its private here. we somehow start a little talk and he tells me that he watched up the whole time for the others. he smiles and looks proud of himself. i walk some more and look around but find nothing interesting. i turn around and walk back. on my way an average looking redhead girl crosses my way. i turn around stop her and kiss her directly. i´ve ask her if she might tell me a joke. "hmm nah dont know one...". my hair is in my face and bothering me. i put it away and fall into the void. i know i am still dreaming because some music is playing so i am singing with it and move my hips like i would do naughty things or lets say dance. i wait some time and suddenly are in my bed. a really really beautiful girl with relatively short reddish purple hair is sitting on my and wants to kiss me. while she approaches me i do a nosepinch just to be sure. she kisses me and i tell her something like "unfortunately this is just a dream" she looks sad for a moment like i would have degraded her. i smile to her and we talk a little. i ask her if she wants us to undress our underclothes. i start with my boxers and she with her top. while we undress i ask her if she might tell me a joke. she answers straight forward: "hmm all jokes i have are incubated" i look at her and am surprised. she lay down on me but a sleeping bag is between us. i put it away and we lie now skin on skin and i wake up.

she made me think. she was really really beautiful in a very natural way and seem to be more intelligent/independent than all the previous DC. she was sad when i mention that she is "just a DC" and irritated me with her answer for my joke question. i would love to see her again. maybe i can summon her again but dont see her face clearly anymore... but maybe it can work nevertheless! i wouldnt say this is my dreamguide or anything but it was an extraordinary encounter!

take some notes and fall asleep again

8:35 LD:
i wake up in my bed and instantly know this is a dream. i am in a dull room with white walls and nothing inside. i stand up and hear my roommates alarm go on again i start singing something to not hear the alarm so i dont wake up (the alarm must have been in my dream because at this time my roommate wasnt here anymore i think) i think about what to do and remember that i want to practice teleportation. i dont want to try blink eye teleportation and think about lay back in bad and fall asleep. i sit in my bed but i remember ~Dreamer~ way of teleporation. i stand up again go to the wall and point my finger on the wall and think "Red" so i can paint. i paint a oval portal that is not red but more a faint line. i try to push it some times and it the wall give away. i push so hard that i just fall right into the hole and find myself in the void. i use it to incubate where i want to go because i forgot to do it before. i think and repeat "meadow with a tree" and suddenly after some moments i´m standing on a way and infront of me is a field. a little further are some trees and a railway lines. i am alone. not what i aimed for exactly but close enough i think and start flying near the ground over the field. i see some flowers that have deep blue stems and leaves and bright red blooms. i pick one while flying, land and try to smell it but it has no odor. i look on the ground and notice that the soil is pretty dry and there are alot of ankle high plants with short little spikes. hm no barefeet walking i think to myself and start flying again in the direction of the railway lines. i land there and look around. i see some mushrooms and some plants that remindes me of a yellow narcissus flower. i see a feet big snail. with a second look i see that it is made of earthenware. i look around and see an old truck and a little further a rhino i fly over to the truck to get a better sight on the rhino. i land there and look at him. he is lying down. i think about fly a little closer but in this moment it notice me and runs in my direction. its an big adult rhino. he stops infront of the truck and scrape with the hooves. i remember the tasks of the month again and see that it wont tell me a joke but i might communicate with it via telepathy. i climb a little bit down so i get closer and hold my hand on my temple and think "let us be friends". i repeat it over and over. i decide to climb down a little further but the rhino starts running again furious in my direction i go up a little so he cant hit me. he runs past me and i think telepathically "HEY!" and he stops and turns and look at me. i again repeat let us be friends and he runs back where he was standing before. i repeat the sentence some times more and decide to climb down "what the hell should happen. this is a dream he cant really hurt me" i climb down on the ground and he starts running in my direction again. i kneel down and open my arms. he turns into a small (baby?) rhino who jumps into my arms and starts licking my face like a dog would do.
i wake up and feel really happy.

i think about standing up but still feel tired and fall asleep again after some notes

10:15 LD:
I have a FA in my bed. this time my room looks more realistic and i am a little confused although i am pretty sure i am dreaming. i stand up and look around and see for example my couch missing. i still do a nosepinch and remember that i could teleport again. i search a wall with some space and draw a small portal like before. i push again and the cycle falls insight the wall i feel a pulling force again but can resist to fall insight. i sit infront of the hole/portal and climb insight. i feel like falling and this time i dont see black but greyish like when you pick the wrong tv channel. it changes a bit and gets more sharp like a loading screen and suddenly i hear a sound and enter a game? everything looks a little pixelated. it is a futuristic theme and i think i see some startrek guys. i am a bit confused and move around. i enter a bath and look into the mirror. i look like a pixelated game figure but my appearance is changing. now i look pretty normal but have black curled hair with some dreads. in those dreads is some metal ring that looks nice. i pick the ring and put it in my pocket for later. i smile because i know i cant bring it back to waking. i move some feet away but then thinking about that i could teleport right again this time with a mirror. i go back but now the mirror is just a small vertical stripe. i tap against it and after some times it gets fluid. i put in my arm till my shoulder but then it doesnt go any further because the mirror is to small. i back off and while heading to the next room i yell "Commander i need a bigger Mirror!" i enter the next room and see "Data and Riker" (i dont watch Startrek so dont know what rank they have or anything; i talked to a friend one or two days ago about Startrek because there is an episode about lucid dreaming he told me). Riker starts going away to get me a bigger mirror while data is just standing around. i see an mirror on a shelf and take it. it is a little dusty and i put it on the ground thinking this might be big enough. i strife of some of the dust and tip on it again. it starts to be fluid again and i stand on the mirror sinking in. i leave with a Ciao! while Data is just looking at me with no motion. i fall again into the void and imagine my "meadow and tree" i appear on a forest path and see a farm infront of me. some feet away is a guy working. hm i think people... i move in the direction of the big building and see some horses. i look closer and notice that they are no horses but unicorns. one has cut of wings. i pet him a little and keep going. i see an orangutan crossing my way and again i put my hand to my temple and say telepathically "hey come to me" he looks shortly at me but keeps running. i look determining and he stops and approaches me. i sit on the ground and he jumps into my lap and i pet him. we communicate a little (cant tell if with words or telepathically) he tells me something i dont remember and i tell him he smells good (i actually cant remember a smell) he says thanks but the thing he put in his fur is itching or something. i stand up and keep going to a table where two or three men are sitting. i talk to one of them a little and then ask him if he might tell me a joke. "nah i dont know/remember any jokes......... no good atleast" i say "nevermind tell me one" the second guy intermeddle with some stupid stuff i dont remember. next to him is a box or a travel case with some small items and stuff. i try to get something with telekinesis but it only moves a little and dont levitate to me. he tells me that i am not allowed to take something from there. i get a little angry and decide to Kamehameha the table away. i connect my hands and notice i have something in them. a bag and something different in the other hand. i put both into my pockets and start over again. i do the motion and the words but nothing happens :/ i move some feet away from them and try again and i feel shortly some energy between my hands but nothing to see and nothing happens again. one of the guys stands up and approach me like nothing happens. i am in a room now and another guy stands next to me. he has three eyes like the dude from dragon ball. i ask him if he might show me how this works and he says yes but not now its not the time. i say: now please? have no time! but he just walks away... never mind i think and see some big coins. i take one and start to levitate it in my hand. the guy from the table stands next to me and is watching. i do some tricks and try to hold it in the air without movement. i have some problems but change my mindset to i want it to freeze in the air. the coin stops moving around and just spins a little but this stops to and the coin stands motionless in the air. the guy is cheers and i explain to him that the trick is to think that it freezes in the air. i want to morph the coin into another but then i wake up because of our postman...

Morning of November 13, 2015. Friday.



An unknown male (of about thirty) works for a large company related to technological development. He does not seem competent or interested in doing his job and seems to see himself as a “victim” in his employment and tasks.

There is a scene where a young dark-haired girl, probably a young version of my wife (as her father seems to be the head of the aforementioned company) is at an auditorium to give a long speech related to some sort of award she won; something related to educational or developmental milestones. The employee cannot seem to get the loudspeaker system or the microphone to work, though is also involved in something unrelated to his job, such as playing a computer game, in addition to getting everything working. He does not seem to care about the functionality of the setup that much. The audience seems patient but eventually grows annoyed by his antics. Oddly, the employee sits in the center of one section of where the audience sits, where he is working on the electronics and sound deck. People are gossiping about him due to his incompetence and poor work ethic. He is reminiscent of the Dennis Nedry character (Wayne Knight) from “Jurassic Park”. It seems the speech is never given but he is not fired as a result.

Later, he goes into the girl’s room when she is not there. (The room is unfamiliar to me.) He opens a drawer in a small desk. He looks through her diary. He finds about five diamonds, loose in the drawer with other items such as pencils made by the company. They are synthetic but supposedly the same as (and indistinguishable from) natural diamonds. He takes a couple of them. He starts to see a conspiracy in the advanced technological development that the company is utilizing that is kept secret from the public. He may sell the diamonds and not reveal where they came from.

There is a vivid scene where I am fully in-body and making some sort of drinks. The first one I make, I am able to drink, but the second one is unusual. There are three smaller cups, though two almost bowl-like. I use something like cocoa liquor and water and some other liquids to make some sort of fantastic chocolate drink. I am looking forward to how great it will taste. I use a stirring rod to mix some of the elements in the main bowl-like container (though parts of the drink are still in the two other containers). As I am stirring, all the liquid vanishes (from all three containers) leaving a very subtle and brief pale sparkling. This annoys me greatly. My delicious drink just vanished.

The last segment involves the Dennis Nedry character. He seems angry about the secrets kept by the company. He injects an unknown liquid that was in a secret room at the company’s main building. It seems he may reveal, to the media and the public, that the company is keeping too many secrets. Eventually something splits apart from his arms and I get the impression he will disintegrate. However, it turns out he has grown wings. He seems upset at first and starts going through a second change. This time, he grows larger and becomes a huge gorilla with wings. He starts talking in a loud commanding voice how he is now superior to humans and flies away.

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I was out in a golf area and I was with Nat Piep and Graham R and me and graham were talking about doing it. I jokingly asked her and she said "I have a guard most the days of the week at the hotel and I am almost always watched but yes we can do that sometime" I thought it was funny af. Then she started talking to two people as me and graham started hurling a rock back and forth on a golfing green and she was i the middle. I remember Sam dosl and Nate had apparently started some business involving rocks and golf and gauging for distance which I found funny again.

Boat vacation
I'm talking to my in-laws about our next vacation. We're talking about a cruise, or something else large-boat-related, but someone suggests we could rent a smaller boat and have it all to ourselves and just stay in the water near an island.

Now we're in an interior room in a smallish boat along with a bunch of other people. The room is lit mainly by strands of haphazardly strung Christmas tree lights. We can't dock yet because the sun isn't up yet and this island only allows docking during the day (except it's actually quite bright outside ...). I can see out a door, or something, that the dock is crowded with people - waiting for our group to disembark? - but someone asks why there are a couple of people with RPGs (I never actually see them) and the captain says it's to make sure we don't try to dock early. As we're waiting, Sam does something with a big bowl and some essential oils.

On the dock, I see a car that's been painted psychedelic colors. It's parked facing right, passenger side towards the water. The driver's side windows have been replaced with something solid, and they're painted the same way the car is. I'm confused about how anyone could ever drive it.

Mountaintop domes
Somehow, I see a mountain on a tropical island. The whole island is covered in thick trees. There's a large glass structure at the top and another identical one hanging off the side. Somehow I know that one is the original and the other somehow mirrors it, but I don't know which is which (though I assume the one on the side is the mirror).

Now I'm in one of the structures. It's a very large geodesic dome made out of metal struts and glass panes. At the center is a model of the mountain with the structures on it. I'm not actually sure which structure we're in - the one on top or the one on the side - but I go over to look at the model. It's so precise and so real-time that I can see us moving around in the model dome on the side of the model mountain. Looking out the window, I see trees stretching away forever under a beautiful light blue sky.

I'm prepping for some kind of exam, the girls with me are passing around makeup as if it's a essential part of the whole thing.

I was in school. I was entering a classroom, then I took a chair and sat down. I opened my bag and took a notebook. Suddenly I saw a rhombus appearing out of it. It was colourful at the borders and black in the middle. It was a portal to another realm. Pink, red and white were dominating there. First I had to jump on the right tiles to get to another side, then I had to avoid crushers, and next it was a corridor with electric tiles. I finally got near the exit - it was a room with three strange girls, wearing sci-fi like clothes. I had to dance to the rhythm to unlock the door. I did it right, and entered a control room. I had to choose right button to escape, otherwise I'll die a horrible death. I randomly chosen one, and a card appeared at the screen - it showed a jester.

Suddenly I found myself in a bus, I had my bag with me. I was driving through a city, it was a cold autumn afternoon. I went out of the bus with a classmate - a muscular blond dude. I realised that I left my bag at the bus, and I told him about it. I decided to run after the bus, and quickly reached the bus station. I've spotted that bus, and saw that it's walls transformed into tilt. I made a huge leap, and jumped inside it. The driver - a bald man with dark complexion, wearing white shirt and jeans trousers - was horrified by this. I just took my bag and went out. I decided to skip the way, and used a teleport to the strange realm.

Another journey through that realm, and I found myself inside a sunken ship. The room had ankle-depth water. There was my family inside. I decided to use the teleport again.