non-lucid

Afternoon of March 12, 2015. Thursday.



This dream was based on an ongoing real-life event when I was resting in the late afternoon/early evening, except that my dream is an extreme exaggeration of thoughts I had previously, before I learned more about what was going on. The event involved a telephone company digging a hole right near our house and even blocking off our fence and gate and ability to leave our own backyard. There was no notification that they would be doing this and it is yet another good example of the thoughtlessness and imposition of modern society and the incompetence of the infrastructure in general.

In my dream, we seem to be living in a different region where urban renewal is going on. It seems as if we live in the downstairs apartment of a commercial building (which may also be connected to someone else’s business) of some sort. The ceilings are quite high. The walls are concrete but the building seems to have a large crack near the front of it - related to the adjoining sidewalk and street. There is an area where you have to step across a crevice to go from the building’s front entrance to the sidewalk. It seems some of the cracking was made worse by recent digging related to the so-called urban renewal and no one was informed about the dangers they would be exposed to if continuing to live in their own homes.

Kitty corner from our fictional in-dream apartment building is a house similar to the one we presently live in in reality. However, there seems to be adjoining apartments on one side as well as a large parking area in the back of the other apartments. An unfamiliar female and her older son live in the house, renting it. At one point, even though I am not lucid, I become more and more annoyed by all the digging and building activity going on to where I develop a sense of having special abilities. I decide to attempt to bring things back to how they were. At this other house, I lift entire sections of the sidewalk up using nothing but my hands and notice that the concrete is still somewhat soft and moist but still hard enough to pick up in larger pieces. I remove the entire sidewalk from each area of the corner in both directions and am able to toss it into the street where mostly only smaller debris is left. I remove all the construction fencing and smaller barriers blocking the area as well. For some reason, I also tell the unknown female that I will help her find a much better house in the area (even suggesting that I will create it out of nothing with mental powers). I tell her that I am taking control of the entire town.

At this point, a group of people (of about eight or so) who apparently serve me and my unwavering goal are lined up near the curb. They are all wearing some sort of black-and-white uniform. I notice my wife as well as male friends from junior high school and a couple unfamiliar people. I ask them how many people they have eliminated from the area and the report is twenty, although I eliminate several people as well. I do not do this violently, however (which I suppose is unusual considering how angry I am). I mostly only focus and wave my hand to cause their elimination - possibly teleportation to another region rather than instant death. There is one scene near the parking lot where I am talking to the unknown female and someone I do not see closes their back door as if they thought I was looking into their apartment (which was not the case - all I was aware of was a shadowy area near a screen door prior to this).

Near the last part of my dream, I somehow (using some sort of in-dream “magic” or mental will - though I am still not lucid) wave my hands to seal up all cracks in the buildings, including our apartment house (recurring). Parts of the entire building and areas of the street move to more properly adjoin and stabilize. From there I go on to refurbish any areas that were ruined by the so-called urban renewal project.

A few government buildings, including a police station, are completely and swiftly covered with large vines until only a park-like area is left. It is interesting how I repair some buildings while others are swiftly split up and crumbled into dust by plants. Everything seems to be going well at this point.

Most of this dream is based on real impressions and experiences (and a level of wish fulfillment) other than the ongoing imposition just outside our window. There was even a time in real life fairly recently where someone started to set up equipment and a lot of demolition fencing right near our house and fence. This was by mistake on this occasion, but by the time we got his attention (yelling directly at him had no effect whatsoever - apparently he was hard of hearing but we did not know this), he had already emptied the truck. He seemed to partially blame us for his ridiculous mistake - partly by living in a house that was vaguely similar to where he was actually supposed to go - apparently no address was given to him; talk about an insane level of incompetence. (Apparently we were also somehow supposed to know he was hard of hearing as well as knowing the exact moment he started unloading the heavy materials when we were in the house for a time and were not aware he was there at first).

I had a dream this morning that this guy I work with, a big dude about 500 pounds, made a popular youtube series based off a perpetual roller coaster. He promised 5 videos a week, just blogging from this coaster. It was more than just a roller coaster at the time, but as a dream character explained to me, it was essentially just a roller coaster. After a few days, he got bored of said coaster, and switched his videos to focus on oculus rift games.

He showed the potential of the oculus, shared his experiences, and made very good tutorials to provide the best experience with the device. Me and my dream brother got so into his videos that we got our own rifts and played some games designed for the device. This was set a few years into the future as brother also had a rift, and there was also motion tracking included. We scoured a forest looking at how realistic everything seemed. We found this alcove in the woods and decided to camp there for a bit.

I noticed some rocks sitting in a corner, and to my surprise each of them could be picked up and dynamically tossed about anywhere. I peeked around a corner and noticed a cabin up above and to the left. I threw the rock I was holding and it landed inside the cabin. Brother started tossing rocks inside too. I tried getting them in a specific spot inside and kept missing. I eventually got up and went inside the cabin and saw a camera up where I was throwing rocks before.

I mentioned this to my brother, and he looked outside the cabin on the other side from where we were before, and he said he found the camera mother load. I followed and saw like 27 cameras all pointing in different locations. Me and brother then ran back to a main camp of sorts feeling like we were being watched. The dream transitioned smoothly out of the oculus rift experience and suddenly I was really there in this forest on the way to this camp.

We were about to go to bed, when suddenly there is this loud POP outside the cabins. I go out and ask a friend who appeared to be the culprit, and she said she "Caused the birds to suicide." I found she had just set off a ton of fireworks and caused the woods around us to start catching fire... I see flames start creeping up the trees immediately above the fireworks and start saying "Fire...Fire guys!" I looked back at the cabins and one was already engulfed in flames. I ran back to the cabin I was sleeping at and everyone was already evacuating. Everyone was so nonchalant and calm while I was panicking. Nobody seemed to care that everything was burning around them. The flames burned brighter and hotter as the dream faded out of existence and I woke up.

I'm walking down this sidewalk along a white picket fence. I get to this house that had large swing type gate and know i have to go in here, but as I'm turning the corner i guess i had my mouth open a bit and I feel something vibrating in my mouth. I lean over the sidewalk and keep trying to spit something out. It takes me 4 or tries and then things fall out of my mouth and onto the sidewalk. I kneel down to get a closer look, I see a bee on the ground missing one wing, and missing is black fur stripes like they were plucked out it just has the yellow fur stripes. I become grossed out that a bee was in my mouth and spit more trying to get anything left of it out. Then i look back down and the be and wonder why it didn't sting my tongue, and I begin to see it happening in my head and then think to stop thinking about it or it will happen, i imagine swollen tongue and not being able to breathe. Then I wonder why the bee didn't sting the roof of my mouth, and then I imagine the roof of my mouth swelling and me not being able to breathe and I try to stop thinking about it so it won't happen. Then I decide to assume the bee was already dying and had lost it's stinger previously. Then I look down at the bee again and itss yellow stripes aren't as vibrant as they were, now they've gone light brown, and its one wing is dark brown with holes, it seems dry and brittle now, and I realize there is now another bee next to it on the sidewalk, and I wonder had I spat that one out too. Then I get up and walk into the yard by opening the swing fence.

A fragment - I'd just been fighting someone who's run off, and I'm looking at the way our fight has corrupted patches of the ground, feeling regret over that.

A woman is riding in a carriage and carrying a baby, with a small tapestry depicting an angel hanging opposite. She speaks to the angel in the tapestry, referring to it as the baby's father. The angel in the tapestry speaks back.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

An odd level of lucidity. I thought of it as feeling exactly like my waking perspective, which I disliked - I felt like I was stuck halfway between something. I had difficulty controlling anything, or even flying properly, though I could float just a bit off the ground. I was at my IRL home, and since I failed to change the scene at the front door, I started walking down the road, figuring that once I got far enough that my surroundings were less familiar, the scene would change naturally.

At the end of the road - which indeed has stopped resembling its IRL equivalent fairly quickly - I come across a small construction crew, and there's immediately an accident involving a passing car and one of the machines. I'm called over to speak as a witness. Eventually the construction worker invites both me and the driver of the car back to dinner at his house, saying that it's too late to be outdoors, it's not safe.

Some barely-lucid scenes at his home in which I meet one interesting young woman with some chronic disease; otherwise I'm mostly focused on finding an excuse to avoid eating anything and keeping my appearance hidden behind the high collar of my coat, which causes people to come to some wrong conclusions about me. I don't correct them. I eventually find an excuse to step outside.

He was right, it is dangerous to be out this late - many people have been infected by something like madness or bloodlust. It's a kind of miasma. I come across infected people in the woods armed with farm equipment, pitchforks and that sort of thing; they've been waiting in this one patch of shadows to ambush whoever comes along. I enjoy this. Whatever this miasma has done to them, it doesn't affect me directly, not in the way it affects them at least; but their resulting madness is something I sort of feed off of, it's exhilarating.

At a crossroads I come across a group of four people who work for me - a blonde woman with her hair in a bun, a very pale man with long black hair, a small man wearing glasses, and a bald man with a tattoo in the center of his forehead. They've plainly been enjoying the night. As we greet each other, that young woman from the house emerges from the woods and attacks me with a sword. She makes this stunningly noble and upright figure, in stark contrast to the general miasma; I like her instantly.

One of my men intercepts her, and as she's fighting him, she's accusing me of being responsible for everything going on around here. She says she recognized me at the house - apparently I'm someone in the public eye in some way - and that she'd always suspected me of being corrupted, and now I've proven it. She's not exactly wrong. I'm not the one who corrupted this place, in fact I'm trying to hunt that person down - but I am part of the corruption, she's right about that much. When my man's got her restrained, I try to explain this to her; we have a mutual enemy. If she wants to hunt him down, my corruption could be useful to her.

Firefighters, frying

I have joined forces of firefighters as a citizen duty. I went to an old, abandoned industrial building where for some reasons our base was placed. We haven't done anything but talk about how it all works, as it was the first day of my squad on duty.

Suddenly we've got a call that something is going on in nearby area. We ran a long stairway, and checked the area. Except a weird, frightened woman running away from strange man we haven't noticed anything - and I was the only person to see them. We ran back down, and talked about a big ceremony. We had to place a flag atop a huge flag pole.

Then my duty ended, and I went to my second job. I was a frying man in local restaurant. I had to fry, while the inspector looked at every of my moves. I fried everything they gave me, and tried to use my technique as best as I can. The inspector wasn't impressed.

Haven't remembered anything since Monday, in which I had a lucid. It seems like my recall tends to take a nosedive the days following my lucid dreams. In any case, I finally remembered a dream this morning after having an absolutely terrible day on Thursday. Nothing was going right, and I was in a terrible mood for the entire day up till I went to bed. Seems to have given me a sad dream.

I was at my house, except it was very warped and different from my normal house. Part of it was modified so that an entire wall looked like it was the night sky, and it opened outward into an expanse of sea, where many people (whom my dreamself considered friends) were swimming and having a good time.
I decided to join in, and went for a relaxing swim for a while. The water was nice and warm.
After finishing up my swim, it was time for me to go to work (in the dream). I headed to work with my girlfriend, with me behind the wheel and her sticking her head out the passenger side window enjoying the breeze. Things took a sudden turn for the worse when, out of no where, a huge chunk of metal came flying off of a nearby vehicle, slamming into my girlfriend and knocking her out of the car. She was killed.
Afterwards, a medical team recovered her body, and I made funeral arrangements with one of my coworkers, who just so happened to be nearby. Once things were squared off, I headed back home, uncertain of my future now that my girlfriend was gone.

-takes a deep breath- A not so great day and a not so great dream (aside from the swimming part). I am glad I remembered one though, so

Awake
Lucid
Non-Lucid
Thoughts

Threats

My sister was threatening me for my laptop. I felt threatened (Dream Fragment)

On the bus

I was on the bus with a cousin of mine. He kept joking around with me and I felt angry and annoyed. I look out of the window and notice two of the exact same people sitting next to each on another bus.I wonder how I never noticed that.My cousin starts talking to me again and then he claims that he was talking to the girl who was sitting across from us.I forgot anything that happens after here.

The mad murderer

I was walking on a sidewalk near the edge of a park in this neighborhood. No one else was around, and I felt as though there was another person with me but that was earlier in the dream which I don't remember. I was walking with my french teacher and we were holding hands as though I was a little boy holding my mother's hand.Again, how do I not notice the awkwardness of this?We keep walking and this voice appears out of nowhere saying that there's a murderer around the area so apparently we were supposed to stay in the same place until further notice. I felt as though that voice was a policeman, so we both follow his orders. Suddenly, when looking behind us, a large group of people walking individually (they weren't walking together, they seemed to be separate) were approaching us. Some of them were covered in hoods. Me and the teacher decided that we should run because one of them might be the murderer. So we started casually walking away then start running. As we thought, a person from the group started sprinting towards us. We turn on a three way intersection, with us being in the middle, towards the right. We then turn left on this wide paved alleyway. We thought it was a dead-end but it really wasn't. Lol? I then yelled "Get away!" and whipped a plastic bag with something inside towards his right che. The murderer then started running away.Apparently murderers' weakness are plastic bags with unknown contents? I chased him all the way back towards the intersection, and by this time, due to lack of attention towards the teacher she ceased to exist. By this time, the group of people made their way towards the intersection and one of them body checked the murderer to the wall. Then he proceeded to tying him up with his limbs. He would put his legs in a sit-up position and put his arm under it, and would tie it in knots somehow. The murderer managed to escape, but he repeated his knots. I then had some other dreams I'm unaware of orI woke up.

I'm on the sidelines of a basketball court outside. I'm watching GOT7 play basketball. I suddenly realize that this is a game and I'm controlling them. I really suck at this type of game and I get annoyed that I can't make them play well. I decide that enough is enough and I stop controlling them. When I stop, a door appears and a digital clock lights up above the door. It's a countdown set for 23 seconds. The door opens and a bright blue light is shining inside. The countdown starts. I immediately know that I need to get in there before the door closes so I run and go inside. The room is huge and filled with anything and everything you could imagine. It's also big enough to have a living space. I taking everything in and decide that I should hurry and take what I want. Jackson appears behind me and I tell him to hurry. I see a shelf of DVD box-sets and wonder if anyone will notice if I take them all. I face Jackson and we both get excited and start to gather stuff we want. Then the door closes and we're locked in. I realize that I have to survive so I start to collect everything I'll need. I gather clothes, makeup, bags, bathroom necessities, etc. I stop in front of a little white jewelery box and see a bunch of perfume bottles. I pick one up and I really like it. Then a girl walks up behind me and starts spraying me with perfume. She just keeps spraying and spraying and I get really angry and turn around quickly to look at her. I tell her to fuck off. I say that with perfume you only need 1 and a half to 2 spritz of perfume.

Me and my DC friend are being driven to stater bros. by my mom and it's night time. My friend has two huge plastic bags. One is filled with dark brown coconuts. The other is filled with crabs. She tells me they're special and organic and all these things. She tells me she wants to sell them to stater bros. to sell them. So we get out and my mom grabs both bags from her, we think she just want s to help by holding them or wants to see them out of curiosity. Then we all walk into the store and my friend keeps trying to get the bags out of my moms hands but my mom is walking too fast and making a bee line for the produce area. Then my mom walks up to these two box crate type areas in cold section and begins pouring the coconuts into one of them, I yell at my mom for doing so, i tell her we are meaning to sell them, not give them to stater bros. for free so they can solely make money off of them. But my mom just smirks at me, and I try to grab the bag of crabs but she pushes me and pour the crabs into the second box, i turn and look to my friend and she looks defeated and walks away. I look at my mom and give her a dirty look then exit out the store. I walk down the parking lot so I wont have to ride in her car with her, and i keep walking for a long time and cross the street and go into a neighborhood.

I'm walking towards a hill, and the sun is shining bright as hell on it I almost can't see what in front of me. I walk closer to it because i see something. As I get closer I see a window, and the dirt is sorta bricked in parts and some parts dirt. I decide to go inside and it's empty and really chilly. The entrance hallway thing leads far, and I know there's no lights in this structure and it feels like somethings off about it so i run back outside and let the sun warm me up a bit because the inside of the building made me so cold.

*Haven't been writing the dreams down after i wake up into the notebook. So my recall sucks.

Explore

I was on dream views chatting with people about OBE and AP. When Sageous suggested I'd do one OBE exit. I think he suggested it so I could see if there was difference in a OBE dream. Sivason than offered to AP with me so I wouldn't be alone and because he wanted to explore.I said Okay than I think I went to sleep. When I looked around there was an old lady sharpening a blade.As I looked at her get another piece of blade metal for me I thought about how I wanted Sivason to see the interesting old lady. After that I think that is when Sivason came out the computer and took me to what was supposedly suppose to be the AP dimension. We were walking on a dark street and there were white transparent looking stones. People were around as well.

Sivason said that his purpose for coming was to see someone that he knew that died. I told him I would follow him and when we crossed a street he mentioned how the roads that come together in front of us are dangerous.By that I thought he meant cars and pulled myself back in the dream. I was sort of scared than tried waking up.The next thing I remember is that the dream scene changed and I could see a fence and people frozen on the fence. I appeared in my room downstairs than noticed a pit bull that wasn't moving.Out of no where a guy appeared and mentioned how his dog could talk The dog than started to talk saying that he could even say "I'm dreaming".

Lastly I remember serving myself a hotdog, rice and crispy chicken from a food cart outside. Don't remember what led up to it. But I woke up after that.

Making A Video

I was in a black room with a few people creating a video. I asked someone if I should use lego people but than decided to just film on camera drawing cut outs of the characters. A part of the video I was trying to film was a old lady who was running on fire in the dream.

The next thing I remember is being in a room where two kids were arguing about how one was going to get rid of the other to make life more interesting. The mom came in and tried to help the kids reason but they weren't listening. one actually got rid of the other, can't recall how. But than the other resurrected himself and had to explain how he did it.

Little Girl

I was inside a room with a blonde little girl and her mother. I asked the little girl if she wanted me to read her a book. She said yes so I looked at the book, opened it, than began reading. But the words were like gibberish. I thought it was maybe like that so it could be fun for the kids to read. But when I turned the page a female, anime character appeared and started to voice the story. But she was explaining something very inappropriate for children. I closed the book and apologized for picking the wrong book in the bag. So I tried grabbing another one. but than music book turned on of a guy singing something inappropriate.

I apologized again and waited for it to turn off. When It stopped I think the mom mentioned that it was time for them to go.
So when they left I ended up going to my house where my cousins were present. They were annoying me as they left though. I recall going downstairs but found it too dark so I ran back upstairs. I think that is when TMNT appeared and I ended trying to help them come up with a plan to defeat something.I can't remember though.


Max

I was inside a room upstairs doing something when suddenly my older brother's friend comes and mentions how by older brother shot my dog to calm him down. But when they went to the room they noticed that blood was leaking through the bottom of the door. I was surprised and he told me to tell my dad. I ran to my dad and told him how stupid my brother was because he shot Max.My dad was shocked than ran down stairs and I followed.When we got to Max's spot I didn't see any blood but went to my room where my older brother use to sleep. He was on the bed swinging the gun like it was nothing. I told him to give me the gun and tried grabbing it but couldn't get it. Than he threatened to shoot me so I walked out the room and told my dad.

My dad and I than went to the room where my dad demanded an explanation. As my brother was talking I realized something,Max was really sick before and died already. It didn't matter if my brother shot him if he was already dead. I think I woke up after that.

Well, I wound up falling asleep around 5:00pm last night. I woke back up at 8:00pm, then went back to bed at 2:00am and woke up at 7:00am.

I was really hoping something like that wouldn't happen. I'm kinda on a mission right now...

Something to do with being my female self in a swimming pool. There were two other girls in there. One of whom had her head on backwards and a scar going around her neck. I remembered her from another dream where she had been decapitated. Supposedly the only way for someone to re-attach the nerves to her head was to attach her head backwards.


I remember something about being in the student center building on my college campus.


Something to do with a giant blue robot.


DawnEye11 made this animated video explaining how Dawn protected her from this abusive man.


I was a part of this criminal group that was designing spacecraft to attack the earth. (Because, you know... that's what your normal criminal groups do... hire random people to design their space fleet.) I was in this large warehouse like room. They had captured these wealthy businessmen and tied them to pillars. They were trying to get information out of them by throwing these little ninja stars into them.

Something to do with getting inducted into this group on Dreamviews. Spellbee2 was involved. They did this weird thing where they made trading cards for everybody. My card had this lizard wearing a hat and smoking from a pipe wearing a robe. It had some kind of special power. I wrote a PM to... I think Sageous saying that the card didn't make sense and I didn't understand how it was supposed to represent me.

I recall heaps of information. I was at school. I was going into the classroom, when something happened. With my friend we went outside, entered a car and drove away. We had a car crash on the road. I went out of the car, and saw that it's a miracle that we both survived.

I decided to help my friend getting out of the broken vechicle, and run away. I ran back towards the school, and went back to my classroom as if nothing happened. I talked with one of the classmates. Blond guy with bright eyes. He was wearing grey hoody and jeans trousers. We talked about some video games.

I was in a hotel in a resort. I was with co-workers and/or friends.

Two people are leaving (work or the place?). One, a female, is leaving now, and we're all chatting and they're all hugging (I'm not a hugger even in my dreams, but I try to in real life). The other person who's leaving is me. She's leaving now, with all her baggages ready, but I'll leave later in the day.

We were talking in the lobby.

NOTES:

- I listened to 9-minute meditation guide by Sam Harris.
- Alarm set at 8. I only had 3 hours of sleep.

Morning of April 10, 2015. Friday.



This was a very long meandering dream without much plot continuity, though somewhat fun all in all. Though it is not lucid, I am still aware of making most of it via some sort of background focus, which is probably why it goes a bit “haywire” as dreams tend to do when my own thoughts shift, sometimes with transient expectancy of the dream itself. Since childhood, a certain kind of dream I have several times a year relates to an older time period being altered by anachronistic features (typically caused by my thoughts shifting or becoming more aware while making a dream), though this one changes in somewhat of a humorous unexpected way regarding my in-dream role and character.

It starts out with some sort of experiment in an unknown indoor location. A portal is opened after several other insignificant events and conversations occur. I have a desire to go through this portal, which is like a glimmering two-dimensional doorway or wavering plane that is just a bit taller than I am. Someone in unusual plaid pants goes through before me, but after a short time, he is seen to be going into a television that is barely big enough for his waist to clear (probably influenced by a similar movie scene relating to being “stuck”, in “Skinny and Fatty” from 1958 and “Housebound” from 2014), though he manages to go through into the implied alternate world or time. After this, my dream shifts to a western setting, similar to the set of “Gunsmoke”, and it is seemingly the 1800s, possibly the 1880s, because I believe it is mentioned at least once.

There does not seem to be any drama other than a horse having a problem with his front right foot. He goes and rests in the corner of a barn and there is something about being fed a special food to accelerate healing though this scenario becomes odd as he eventually seems to have human-like toes, which will make it difficult to put on a horseshoe.

I fly around in several different positions (including sideways) about ten feet from the ground for some time, including in and out of a hayloft from the outside. At one point, I seem to be in an old saloon (with batwing doors) and I notice my wife, though we apparently have not met yet. I embrace her and think about getting married at some future point (even though I already am in reality). She seems to have, as becoming Miss Universe, been getting ready to be in a remake of “Valley of the Dolls, though as some attempt at a "video noir” television broadcast (which also seems related to the minimal western sets) though I know little about video production as such. I am mostly in a very cheerful mood, though.

As I walk into a different area, I notice my father sitting on a couch with several other people around in a semi-dark room. He is playing an accordion and I feel a strong sense of nostalgia. He seems to recognize me though is younger and has not had me as a son yet. We talk for a fair amount of time, but his voice sounds completely different as well as altered by some sort of electronic device. His entire eyes also glow a bright reflective silver at one point, shining in the otherwise semi-dark room. (For some reason, I do not find this unusual or off-putting even though it is a bit eerie.) I tell him that I am his son, or rather “will be” his son in the future. There are at least seven or eight longer exchanges, but I do not recall all of it.

I notice a man who may be a doctor who is sitting at an antique desk. I ask him what year it is to confirm the old west scenes from earlier in my dream. He says, very slowly (almost as if a part of me is deciding what to make him say) 19… (and at this point I am surprised, as it is not 18…) …78. It is 1978, supposedly. He continues by saying that it is July 24, 1978. (I am not sure of the significance of this in context to my dream, though this was shortly after I moved back to Wisconsin.) I think about the people I had met earlier and wonder why this “old western town” exists during this time period (and for some reason I do not reflect upon it as possibly being a movie set), so I go outside to explore again. It seems to be around afternoon and everything is bright, clear, and realistically detailed.

In probably the most vivid scene, I end up going down a long dusty road (through an otherwise featureless field of grass about a foot high) that is covered with old broken pieces of concrete as the surface (something I have never seen in real life). Some of the pieces are as big as my fist. I notice a few modern buildings in the far distance. I eventually decide to walk back after walking perhaps the distance of four city blocks. I see a car moving in the distance on a different (proper) road. I clearly think to myself how this road would not be suitable for cars (due to how very bumpy it would be as well as having sharp bits of concrete causing problems for the tires) even though it is likely used (or maybe will be used) as such at times. From here, I return to the isolated town with the intent to explore some more.

Memory is a mysterious thing. Relative to the date mentioned in my dream (July 24th, 1978) the 1978 Miss Universe pageant was broadcast live on the in-dream referenced date. “Valley of the Dolls” was also aired. There was also an article in the newspaper we got for that date titled “Those ‘Perry Mason’ Reruns Keep Video Noir Genre Alive”. Additionally, I have a dream journal entry titled “Valley of the Dull” (from April 9, 1978 - my wedding anniversary, though long before I was married on April 9, 1994) where I had written about falling asleep while watching it, the audio and half-awake partly discerned visuals at times integrating with my dream. Memory is a very unusual, though vast precise “storehouse” at times.