Non-Lucid Dreams
4th August 2021 Poor recall, didn't feel particularly motivated to write initial notes either. Fragment: First I'm in some kind of hidden little place. It reminds me of a chapel. Arabesque. There's a woman and she helps me in some way? I stop some psycho in our midst from killing someone because I already knew he was going to try something, as I saw a hidden blade in his hand, but I wait until I can catch him in the act. There's some context of a cult. Cho'Gall makes a brief appearance, we speak or maybe I eavesdrop, not sure. At some point I'm getting ready to leave and everyone is wishing me goodbye. I have a lot of things to carry, two backpacks and some other items, plus my old boots to carry in my hand because I'd put away my newer ones in the backpack by mistake. I feel pressed so decided I should swap them later on. (gap) I'm outside, at the entrance to that place. It's a little secluded cove bit, with sand, water and so on. It's sort of below a bigger hotel complex that is on top of a reinforced hill. (certain aspects remind me of old home but details are gone) At some point, I start jumping from place to place, over the water. I find some secret collectible books and think that they are quite obvious finds and that they need to try harder. At the edge of town(?) or something, there are some ancient ruins, half Greek, half Elvish. On some level, I dismiss this as part of an asset mismatch or incorrect loading (as if this was part of a game). (another dream later on but recall was lost) Notes: - It's peculiar that Cho'Gall appeared in the dream. He's not a character I've ever had any particular attraction to but also not an unmemorable character for me. Considering his intellect in lore, I feel that his symbolic meaning may relate to brutish wisdom or some part of hidden wisdom, a concept a bit reinforced by the fact that he is a cult leader, both in this dream and during certain events in WoW lore (i.e. Cataclysm for one?). - There was something familiar to the architecture both of the hotel and the "hidden" chapel place, reminds me of some hotels I remember we stayed at when I was a kid.
3rd August 2021 Fragment: I am in some kind of complex, a lab or hospital. Something about hand gel at the entrance and an old man (part of staff) is commenting on its futility. Dark and moody environment, maybe some red lighting. (recall gap) I'm in a car with my cousin T and our aunt B, plus someone else I can't recall anymore. My aunt is driving and I'm sitting in the middle at the back, with T sat to my right. I'm kind of slumping and when I try to do something about it, it feels like not much changes. Our arms are touching in some way that feels kind of sensual, I feel that she is feeling as I am feeling, that it's a good sensation but that we shouldn't be doing it. On some level I'm concerned someone in the front of the car will notice, but on another level I also feel myself not caring. In the dream I think about how I haven't felt this specific pleasure of touch in so long, (as if it had been years).
31st July 2021 Fragment: (chronology and order a bit messed up in recall) I'm travelling through space back to Earth. I have to travel so far that it takes two hundred years to get back to Earth. It's implied I use some kind of cryogenic sleep and for me only moments seem to have passed between all the travelling. But I remember time spent during travel. At some point I fiddle on with a mini-disc player that can supposedly output video signal around the back. I have some frustrations with the player. I note that its model is an "MD-6" and recall that it looks a bit like a high end CD player we have in our bedroom in waking life. This mini-disc player is on the floor and this bit looks a bit like my parents' old room. Where mom's study used to be, the enclosed balcony bit, is like a viewing area and I can see into space; it extends further than it would in waking life. There's a planet or two and a star, white? Space is pretty black and realistic in that sense of it. I think about how mini-disc as a format wasn't meant for video output and understand that to be part of my frustrations with getting the unit to work (the way I want it to?). I don't recall a screen or what the video was anymore, but I do recall watching some of it. (gap) Some other part aboard the ship, talking to another crew member? (gap) When I get back to Earth, the year is 2400 or so. There are alien overlords of several species, dealing with unrest on Earth. I do not feel opposed to their presence, but I feel annoyed at all of it in general. One of the alien overlords is a giant and grey scaly creature, which I like the look of. Another one, whom I'm with in a semi-circle room with a glass dome, is a bit bigger than the average human and looks yellow and a bit chubby. (gap) I loop back to returning to Earth on the ship again. This time, by the time I'm back on Earth again, the year is 3500. Humanity is (apparently) incredibly advanced now. I am inside a structure, a latticed sphere building of some kind, which likely wouldn't work with conventional construction techniques, I feel. At the centre of this structure, there are platforms and some humans. The humans are gene editing themselves, they look very different from how a human should. I remember some are much bigger and some look a bit stretched in some sense. There is some kind of weird mohawk fashion going on. I think I have some thoughts on this. I feel annoyed again, about so much time having passed since I was last on Earth. I think about how they have all this technology and they didn't do anything about me needing to return to Earth with cryogenic sleep. I think I feel myself partly loathing them and partly feeling distant from them because I am essentially from the past.
Updated 08-05-2021 at 06:23 PM by 95293
I’m in a classroom – it’s unclear at what level – seated at a desk in a group of at least four desks pushed together, two rows facing each other. I’m writing a poem. It isn’t for the class, though: class doesn’t seem to be in session at the moment, and there isn’t a teacher around. I’ve just finished the poem – the first draft, at least. All I can remember about its contents now is that it was entitled something like “The Return” or “The Returning,” and the first line was “Something has happened.” The guy sitting diagonal from me, who seems to be somebody I know, wants to see it. I tell him that first I have to make sure it’s legible for people other than me, and after a minute of looking it over and making some lines clearer and darker, I hand it to him. (The other people in the group of desks seem to be paying attention, but in a passive way.) He reads it and says something to me that implies that he sees the “something” that happened as some negative event that hangs over the rest of the poem. I tell him that that reading works – but the poem is (sort of) about the Olympics. It’s not actually in the text, but it’s not too deeply buried. He’s having trouble seeing it, so I tell him to imagine that I’ve titled it something like “The Olympic Games” instead. He reads, and then, seemingly struck by some idea, he takes out a pen (I wrote with a pencil) and writes something on the paper. He thinks I ought to call it “Das Entspannen” instead. He (correctly and unnecessarily) translates this as “The Relaxing” but then also claims (and this bit is pure dream logic) that it’s also a subtle reference to haddock, whose migration routes recall the original title’s idea of returning. Our attention is then drawn to other events taking place in the room, and I wake up shortly afterwards. 7.28.21
Jamie Just a dream about Jamie driving in her old car. If i remember it was a big box car cream colored, like from the 70's or 80's. Left turn signal was broken so she had to use it manually. Just remember her driving towards me that's it. Hunting? A dream about my old next door naighbors from chilliwack, a brother and sister. I was trying to hide from them behind a pillow, The sister went up to me and said hello. They were going hunting with big shotguns and invited me. I seemed to think it was sketchy. House. Another chilliwack dream... I went to visit my old friends house. I went inside and it was also dirty. Also my inner world house has the same layout so maybe that was it..
Created Friday 30 July 2021 I should really post here more often... Anyway, I have just enough time to post my dreams from yesterday. Scrap Group 1 At home during night time. I go upstairs, and find an old computer with a CRT screen activated in the hallway. My cousin, Finn, was using it. He was playing Fire Emblem, his favorite game. But, on closer look, it was the untranslated version Monsho no Nazo ( a title I'm quite sure he never played before). He mentioned his mages having terrible physical attack stats and weapons, which caused him to miss a staff that would've been dropped by an enemy armored knight. Again, several more things that made me raise my eyebrow. Vaguely recall flying from parking to parking lot. I was frantically looking for something, but I can't say what. Barely remember flying under the bridge of a Roman aqueduct. Walking around an unknown kitchen, square white granite counter standing in the center, isolated from cupboard-lined walls in the distance. Beyond that was total darkness. I get aware. I shrink myself, and jump on the counter. Soon, a figure steps in, a thin, auburn haired woman in her thirties dressed in a leaf-patterned faded blue gown. She was perturbed to see a tiny person on her furniture, and walks away muttering to herself. Dream 1 - Lighting the Floor Task Various unknown scenes before this point, during which I'd gained awareness. The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in an unknown house, the floor large white tiles, and all the furniture upholstered with brown and black patterns. I myself wore jeans, a white tee shirt, and similarly colored sneakers Basic Task i came to mind. To set the mood, I begin sounding Billie Jean, to which I began strutting dramatically. As expected, the surrounding space dims, while the floor tiles lit up wherever I stepped. However, unlike the music video, these illuminated into electric-themed patterns, from lighting bolts, to sparks, and arrays of electric waves. After a few steps. the light show haphazardly stopped. I looped the song back, and repeated this process. But with each instance, I could only take fewer and fewer steps, and eventually, the lights stopped appearing. A bit disappointing, but oh well. Task complete. Don't recall how this ended. I wake up a minute later. Dream 2 - Cloud Contact The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the lobby of an office building, supposedly a new workplace of mine. A fake palm tree stood near the receptionist's desk. Omar was nearby, while a bunch of young adults were walking around hurriedly in the area. Soon, one of my current bosses, Lambert, dressed in his usual business casual wear, walks by. He approaches and fiddles with some radio controls. Just then, fire alarms begin to sound. People grumble something about a fire drill, though I sensed this was something more serious. And so, a large group of us go down a long hallway towards a back exit. Yet, the people ahead of me hesitate to step out when they notice large storm clouds outside. On closer look, the clouds were very, very low to the sky, a phenomenon I point out to Omar. Just then, a section of nimbus dives at floor level, and seeps into door. More peculiarly, the vapors stop just inches away from the startled onlookers. Curious, I reach out to feel the cloud. It was frigid, damp, but also tingly. Jonathan warned against keeping my hand there, lest I get shocked by static electricity. Another person blurted out the cloud was sapient. I wondered the possibility... Don't recall how this ended. Dream 3 - Dragon Ball - Battle and Chase The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the Dragon Ball world, flying high in the yellow-clouds. Already aware by this point. From the start, I was fighting with the supposed latest villain, a gaunt old man dressed in a toga, his skin rust red and mustache grey and ridiculously bushy. He was wary to take me on head-to head. I had to chase him around in the skies, firing a volley of golden energy blasts his way. One hit true, and sent him crashing into an array of spectacularly tall pillars. While he recovered, I charged at him, only to get clocked upside my head. The villain pummels me, then tosses me to the depths. He follows me down elbow-first. However, I quickly regain composure, and, with a flick of my wrist, shoot a surprise energy shot. The mustachioed villain fails to dodge. In that instant, he's blown to pieces. The dream collapses shortly after. Scrap Group 2 Another DB related dream. A bunch of previous villains were giant sized, and chasing around other smaller villains and heroes alike. Semi-aware, I blow up the entire dream out of displeasure. Dream 4 - Vast Cruel Destroyer Dreamlet to dream, from which I retain awareness. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was floating over the streets of a suburban area, clear blue sky above. Soon, I stumble upon a frighteningly vast nude figure reclining on the streets: a thin woman, hair long and light brown, and most poignantly , spanning many city blocks in length. The giantess casually stamped her fingers on helpless people beneath her, merely to stave off boredom. Ambivalence left me motionless for some time. But eventually, I could endure this cruelty no longer. "Uh uh. Not in this dream!", I exclaimed to myself. Flying high into the blue, I then shoot an energy dart at the evil giant woman to get her attention, striking her lower spine. But, I only succeed in pinching her. The giantess, grumbling, gazes down at other figures beneath her, whom she blamed for her discomfort. Unfortunately, they were promptly squished under her thumb. Whoops. No time to mess 'round, I guess. From my finger, I fired a dark red laser, honed down to the size of a pin. The beam pierces her foot, blood immediately spraying from the talus and sole. With a great shriek, the colossal woman faints from shock. Things get hazy. I lost lucidity. The dream loops several times, during which I had no involvement. I wake up about a minute later.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At a high school like the one in Glee. A talk is happening at an auditorium, but the presenters also sing. I have a mic on my desk and I think I am supposed to join in, but I turn it off. Girl to my side seems a bit uncomfortable at the idea that I sing, so I guess she'll be happy that I don't. At the end, everyone leaves, and a couple people come to clean the room and I cant help but to broom a little bit to help them, an OCD thing. Then I go check outside, and find two floors entirely dark. I hear steps and hide in a swirl staircase that leads nowhere. Actually I then find a trap door that leads to an attic and it is full of costumes and accessories, like a storage to the theater club. I grab my cellphone to take pictures and spot some giant teddy bear moving and telling me not to do it. There is someone inside the bear and then I realize half a dozen others giant furries around, popping up. They don't wanna be caught, so I explain I was just taking the pics to myself, not to post on the web and also I was more interested in the costumes, not them. They still don't like it. Then some kid goes up some more swirl stairs running and I ask if there is another floor. Some guy appears very nervous with my question, so I just go upstairs to check. I find nothing weird, it looks like a museum with old instruments and wood and iron tools and part of it is transformed into kind of a gym setting. This guy comes after me and challenges me to do the exercise circuit. It involves a lot of climbing walls and then I get to a terrace where some people are sitting in a circle and the vintage decor is gorgeous. I try taking another picture but the camera still does not cooperate. At a high school or college again, but even darker. Walking through its endless corridors and I find a group of students who murder others, like a secret society. They do it with so much impunity they even capture and release a bunch of people and only kill one from them, letting go of the others after having watched it unfold. They also only murder on Saturdays. They capture me, along other 3 girls and a couple boys and they terrorize us with knifes and saws and threatening to kill us. They take us to an interior garden with a lake and wood walkways over it and they throw us in the water while they drag one of the boys to some bench and they sit by his side. They terrorize him by telling him he will be the one sacrificed and they tell him what they'll do to him. Some girl manages to reach a door and leaves. There is a group passing by and she joins them for safety but I am hoping she asks for help, but no, she just starts small talk with them and leaves. The boys inside close the door. Then one of them who saw my despair comes to me with a big sword and threatens me with it. Says they are proud of this new weapon they ordered to specifications. It looks almost like a sabre but has an ergonomic grip and several types of saw teeth on the blades and a curved end with more saw. He says it cuts flesh and then also bones. He feels so confident he hands me the sword for me to feel it. Meanwhile, we are still in the water. The lake water is dirty and there is vegetation. He gets called by his friends, so he goes immediately, forgetting the sword which I hide underwater. I don't know if I can use it, but I keep studying the situation. They now want to release us and kill the other, so I hide the sword in my pants and coat hoping they forget about it. And indeed they do. That one guy is not very smart and the others are not paying attention. We are allowed to leave and I say we have to seek help but the others say it is pointless. I don't get it. I go around the school looking for an admin office and indeed I find nothing. I find a cafeteria but that is the most official thing there, no one is charge. How odd. Also, seems that everybody knows about it and keep coming everyday to school like it is nothing. I go eat something before going away and devise a plan. The cafeteria lady is extremely nice and is selling some pumpkin pie and fig pie and calling it the best in the world, so I am curious. Some kid buys half a pie but I just want one slice. I ask how much and the lady inserts on the register something like 50 dollars. I say to her that surely she missed a comma or put to many zeros but she doesn't flinch. So I give up. Then some girl who was watching me, notices the volume in my pants, I show her what it is, she says they'll put my head on a stake for that. We leave the school and go to my place. She is so hot that we get involved in a lesbian relationship. We make out, she fondles my breasts, I kiss hers. Then we devise a very twisted plan to fuck those fuckers. I go back to school one morning and find part of the guys in the parking lot at the entrance, discussing the episode of the lost sabre and whom they suspect of. Someone says my name but the others think I am too afraid and docile to be the one who actually snatched it. I am also the "European kid" and they think I am weak. They mock my tiny European car. So I park right in the middle of all them and come out from the car ostentatiously carrying the sword, on some straps on my back. From now on it is my signature look. They can't believe the nerve but they aren't mad, they find it amusing and approach me with teasing smiles. I open the car trunk to get something from it and let them see what they think is ivory and other illegal animal trophies from Africa. They are confused. What is this about? And I tell them I traffic illegal trophies from Africa that my boyfriend brings from there. (But in fact everything is fake). One of them wants to trade with me but offers me crap in exchange. I see they want to profit from my trade and all of a sudden they see me as a potential ally and want to be in. I think that was the start of my plan.
Updated 08-18-2021 at 03:05 PM by 34880
29th July 2021 Didn't make any initial notes for this, just left the recall and ended up doing other things all day. Scraps: Some bit in a "mall", but it actually looks like a 1500-1800s palace of sorts, English or Germanic style. There is a large open courtyard area and something about a rebellion or conflict happens, I become the leader of a defence force for this "mall" and start giving orders to impromptu soldiers, who wear some sort of appropriate medieval soldier outfit, wearing flowing yellow tabards with a white trim. Some of the helms have plumes, blue? At some point after that, I climb up some place high but it also looks like the area outside H's village. There's some kind of pipe organ structure but it's half-natural or built into a natural area. I activate something, a mechanism of some sort. Then or before that, something about a car and being driven around, with H driving I think. (rest of recall has all faded)
28th July 2021 Several bits around the same theme of survival. Fragment: I'm watching a video, or TV broadcast. It's about a survival show on a large island. They're saying "in our previous show only a few survivors could manage to scratch a living but now up to seven million tribals will be competing!", something like that. There's this image super-imposed over a panning view of a tropical island. The super-imposed image is an idle animation of some white tribals posing together, forming a sort of pyramidal composition as is often seen in group photos. I think to myself that the older existing tribes won't take kindly to such a number of newcomers. I also think to myself that I'd rather be there myself, playing, rather than just watching TV. (transition or recall gap, chronology got messed up in recording the dream) I'm on a sandy and sunny beach, it's near noon judging by the sun. I later become aware that to my left there is a jungle or forest area and further left and close-by is a ruined town or city. I came out of some kind of drop pod and I see someone else who just has too. I'm not sure whether or not I should trust someone else at this point. Then some raptors about our own size appear and they start harassing each of us. I hit them with something and try to grasp them by the neck and try to twist and break them. I possibly kill one or two and help the other person out, a woman. Then when we're in close proximity, one of the raptors is trying to steal something from me, and it succeeds. I try to catch the raptor and it behaves like a cheeky dog and I may be slightly annoyed. The woman recommends I let go and don't bother chasing the animal. I eventually let go and the raptor stops being cheeky and just ruins off into the ruined city. (recall gap) Still with the same woman? She needs to send an e-mail to someone and I know there aren't many places where she can do that, here. We go into a building that I was in before at some point in the dream. Inside, it's dark. Lots of dark brown colour, like rust. There are many mechanical mechanisms and there are a few desktop computers set up in a cramped corridor. There are many things here that I know to have been set up by H in the dream. I sit at some chair or something in front of a computer. I'm trying to change the plugs around back so that she can use this old Windows 95 machine, because I still don't fully trust her and figure that this way she won't be able to release any viruses intentionally, or accidentally. For some reason I'm struggling with the plugs. The video connection coming out of the W95 machine is almost like a USB but the shape is slightly different and won't fit into the even weirder input shape on the other computer, or screen. I eventually give up and just let her use the normal computer, feeling that I can trust her just enough anyway. (recall gap) Something about another building or another part of this same building. There's some small weird water gremlin bug thing... In actuality it looks a bit like a grey coloured shrimp but in the dream I think of it as crayfish. I am nervous around it because it moves erratically and I don't like its look and the look of its "whiskers". Notes: - The next day, I was using some Firewire stuff with H to set up a microphone for me to use. At the time, that made me think of the USB-like plugs in the dream, because Firewire is not too different in the physical look of the ends and its intended purpose is similar anyway. - My nervousness around the grey creature was related both to shallow standing water in that area and also to the residual feelings of fright or jump-scare I still get from, for example, some arachnids. -- I do not particularly like shrimp, neither in look or smell, though I can't say I recall their taste. I always thought they looked a bit too "bug"-like to eat, despite their popularity in my native region. - I had to look up crayfish because I couldn't actually remember what they looked like; the dream creature really didn't resemble them.
27th July 2021 Fragment: I'm climbing up some semi-ruined concrete structures. A kangaroo person of sorts is following after me. Then, something about needing to go to a supermarket and something about school. I'm on a flat rooftop and I get a bag with stuff in it? Fragment: Something about playing a level 83 warlock. Unknown zone, hilly and deforested, partially ravine-like with cliffs on either side and there's a river running along the centre. I meet a bear form druid that tells me to look out for a tauren hunter in the area. The druid is level 110 or something. In the dream I know max level to actually be 80 but I understand that it can go up to 110 to gain some small extra bonuses or something. At one point I see the tauren hunter in the distance. He's across a lake area where the river ends. On selecting the hunter, the profile status bar is green, not red, implying he's not hostile. I think his pet is finishing off a mob while he loots or skins something else. Fragment: Something about a flood of blood wine and a group of five or six klingons, we all need to drink so much of it in order to get away or be able to call a lift. There are disagreements on what to do and who should be doing what. Notes: - I used to be more into Star Wars than Star Trek but over the last few years I've spent some time re-watching Star Trek stuff that I had mostly forgotten about. In Star Trek, most races and characters fit certain symbolic archetypes and motifs very easily, so I think situations such as this with the klingons draw from that aspect, partly based on my conscious and non-conscious perceptions and thoughts about the lore. -- Incidentally, I think this is the first time I've dreamt of klingons. -- I'd like to write some thoughts on potential symbolic aspects but a bit too tired right now. - Unfortunately I lost visual recall of the last fragment because I left writing these for a couple of days without thinking about them again in the meantime.
I'm fishing on a bridge and I'm able to catch a small fish. I keep on fishing with the small fish as bait. I get a huge catch that is drawing me into the water. I call for help and some other people at the bridge start to pull me. I'm able to reel it in but see that it is only some sea weed on the hook. Some people look up in the sky and I look up too. A giant red fish/whale is floating in the sky. I says something to us. I'm invisible at an airport. I walk beside my family but they don't know I'm there. They check in at a restaurant and they take orders. Morgan asks me if I want a doughnut but I don't reply because I'm invisible. She asks out loud if no one else can see me. Some of my familymembers admit with a low voice that they actually can see me.
In this dream, I did something that gave me some sort of medal of military significance. In fact, it was so significant that they had me answer questions in front of an audience. Specifically, they had modified the porch balcony thing at my old house to be a proper stage with a metal fence in front of it. I answered questions like my political views, which I sugarcoated for the sake of safety (I said I was a bit left of bernie, who I think was in the audience, and that I hate stalin but support worker solidarity). One of the questions came from an old classmate from years ago who asked if I could come to his house if this whole medal thing allows me any time to do so. I said why not and said we could set that up after the Q&A. After a few other questions, a very salty general got a bit mad at me for getting an award despite not risking my life in combat, regardless of the fact that I otherwise did do something to earn the medal. Afterwards I was in a waiting room where the receptionist apologized to me about the general's behavior. I went home and fell face first sideways onto my bed and after a few moments of resting there, I woke up.
Dream #1: My friend and I were in the army, it looked like we were deployed in Iraq. We were clearing a house to make sure there were no hostiles. Dream #2: We were at school in the middle of the night, except it wasn't really like learning school -- also we were in my neighborhood at midnight, waiting for a bus to pick us up. Dream #3 My friend, a random guy, and a girl in my neighborhood all went biking together, and I'm pretty sure it was the girl that I like IRL, and I don't think she has a mutual feeling lol. Dream #4: My family and I were walking through this very nice city, it looks like it was somewhere in Italy. We brought our pet dogs with us and that was fun. Dream #5: I went to my cousin's house in Pennsylvania, and some of my friends from my old school were there, it was odd. Then I saw my cousin which I hadn't seen in like 3 years, so that was nice.
Infinity nightmare There's something with infinite dimensions. Something is infinitely backward in comparison to a lower integer, because of which I feel an unfathomable amount of fear. Later in the night, it continued, where apparently some number wasn't allowed to be reached, otherwise, it would wrap around to 16, which made me feel the same amount of fear. Buying stuff in a store with school class I am at a store. There, I buy something and apparently I am there with my mother, who is not happy because I am apparently supposed to be there with a school class. The first dream was a geometric night terror as a result of what seemed to be a fever. After I woke up, I was unable to notice that the ruleset of the dreams did not apply to real-life for a while.
Half-Life 2 and imbalanced transformation Apparently, I am Gordon from Half-Life 2 in this scene. Dr. Kleiner is with me in a half-destroyed room. There are big holes in the wall and debris on the floor, as well as a bridge made of metal grating and a pulley mechanism attached to it, which can be drawn in/out from within this room to pass over to another building, like in Half-Life 2: Episode One. He tells me to do something with suit batteries, and I jokingly think that it's weird that the level designers did this, when in the original Half-Life 2 game, they used car batteries. Scene change. I am in the same room of my home where the 3rd dream, 19.07.2021 ended, and am myself again. I am tending to my water snails which are in a jar between many plant pots. Then, I have a fake memory where my mother apparently blew into something which resembles a fallen-off flower blossom, which can apparently transform you into whatever you are currently thinking about when you blow into it, but apparently, she gave it to me but I threw it away for some reason. Now, I want it again, so I look for another one and find one I think resembles it. I know it could be poisonous, so I am a bit anxious, but I blow into it to see if it would work. Instead of doing what I hoped for, it blew up into poisonous plant sap. Scene change. The previous scene transitions by me running backwards into another room of sorts which is hard to describe. It is dark and there is another metal grating bridge, and apparently, if you fall down, you fall into the bathroom of my home from the ceiling. I sit on a duplicate of the sink in my bathroom. Apparently, blowing into the blossom did do something, but it does not work because it's apparently unbalancing the forces, or something, so bad things will happen because of that. Waking up from that was really weird. For a few minutes, I couldn't remember where and who I was and had great difficulty to notice that the dream didn't really happen.
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