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/5/14/14

last night bed after midnight - 7:10am

Everytime I woke up, I knew I dreamt about DV. Members, posts,... No recall of anything specific.

.../I see the dream in 3rd person. There's a gang lead by 3 guys who have the worse behavior. The others just follow them without thinking. They are sort of a extreme-right wing party. We (a bunch of nerds) are living in a room next to their place of reunion. One of the leaders commands the troop to fire our room by incinerating their wall first and then he goes out with the other 2. I see it's a stupid idea what they are about to do. The lower ranked guys start to fire their wall, it burns all. They want to spread the fire from their side to ours, but they start having problems with the fire in their own room first. I think if we help them to solve that problem they will follow us. We help them to extinguish the fire using pancakes. Now they are on our side/...

.../It's twilight. I'm following a dark cat which shows me some secret things buried on the ground. Something about a gold ring/...

* Alarm clock went off
* I lost many dreams because of I went late to bed. I wasn't able to wake up after them to take some notes.

* Nap after work:

.../I'm walking with my older daughter on another recurrent dreamscape street. There's a group of women walking in front of us. I notice one of them looks like one of my relatives. I tell my daughter she's my cousin, then she recognize us. We give us a hug. The street ends on the top of some escalators. Her parents get there from the lower platform. I have to confirm the other kid's flight ticket. She's at home, we are going to pick her up. She has to flight back tomorrow, otherwise I have to think when could it be. My uncles invite us to lunch in a good restaurant. I explain them we have to pick the little one first and I have to think for the new flight day/...

.../I'm playing pool. I didn't know I have improved so much my game. I'm playing pool like a pro, I'm surprised! The balls look a little bit older. The cue looks like a scratched long wooden stock. I don't care, I love the game. I fail a ball, it's not a problem because of I'm playing alone and try it again. I put my hand deep in the pocket to take the balls back and try again. I perform a lot of very good tricks, I'm amazed! There are lot of tables in the hall. I'm next to a wall. Two guys are playing on the other side. I miss two balls out of the table. They roll where the other guys are playing. One of them kick them back. I thank him/...

* I've started to draw fast sketches of the scenes again.

.../It's twilight time. No lights outside. I went out home but must get back, I forgot something. 3 guys are walking close in a suspicious attitude. I keep my distance, they don't look too friendly. I don't want to walk in front of them. I see them changing direction in a crossroad. I get to the door, open it and get in. In the corridor, there are 2 doors to get into the apartment. My cousin's wife opens the door which connects to the kitchen, I prefer to use the other one that leads to the living room. I have a bag in my hand, I let it on the floor. There's something about their daughter/...

* That apartment is an old recurrent dreamscape

.../I see a friend of mine from my elementary school times. He's older now and takes part in a sport event with other students from his new school. They are formed in lines wearing sport uniforms in white and light blue. I remember he had a little sister. I remember he was the only one who could help me stop crying when I squeezed my finger with a tree trunk when we were little kids. I think I should say he acted like an angel/...

* From time to time I tend to remember in dreams, people who I don't see since a very long time. I don't know if I'm going to see them again but in dreams.

.../I'm at the bottom of some long stairs. I'm wearing my folk dance custom of a devil. It's the second day of the party. I'm with a DC who is a mixture of my wife and an ex-girlfriend. She helps me to push a mountain bike I'm riding to go up. In the middle of the stairs we meet a friend of mine who greets her with a kiss in each cheek and one in the lips. I pretend to ignore it. He asks me if there was something wrong. I say him I just didn't like that. There's nobody else from the group at the top of the stairs. Apparently we are the first people to get there. We walk around. It's twilight time...

* Alarm clock went off.
* The DC mixture appears from time to time, she didn't like it when I told her it was a dream once.
* I'm still trying to find a proper timing and a structure to fit my daily activity.

* Not much time to spend on writing, like running behind a train in motion...

.../I've received part of my custom. I look it with interest, the pants are black with gold lines. There's something new that I like. I'm thinking about the new method I'm gonna take the pictures this year/...

.../I'm wondering why a friend of mine didn't come to visit us. His mother say something about me, using it as an example/...

.../I have an almost empty bottle of ketchup in my hand. I realize my hands are dirty. I want to clean them but I have to wait until I get home. It's Saturday on a recurrent dream scape, the informal market. I see a lot of native people from this town.

.../Something about a VHS/...

.../There's a beautiful woman in front of a class explaining on a map, something about human migration. I add something I know about mongoloid people and the settlement of the Americas. Although it doesn't fit in the map, it looks distorted. I end saying that this is not confirmed yet. We have still 20 minutes, then we are going to draw some on a paper/...

.../I'm lying on a bed I realize my wife is on a bed close to mine sleeping together with our older daughter. I want to have some fun with my wife. I wake up and go to her side and kiss her. Things get a little bit warm...

* Alarm goes off

* Nap after work:

.../I'm wearing a black necktie with white spots/...

.../I little aggressive dog and his owner, a huge woman. The dog tries to bite me, she's scared, I don't care/...

.../We are on a car and I want to send an envelope into the erotic postbox. I ask a native guy to help me but we miss the corner where the postbox is. He doesn't have idea and I don't want him to send the letter in the wrong postbox/...

I have multiple False Awakenings and Lucid dreams all of the time.. One weird thing that happens during any type of False Awakenings that I have is:

I will realize that I am dreaming in the dream, and I will tell myself to wake up.. Then, if I try hard enough to wake up, I feel this pulling sensation.. It's almost like my soul is being ripped out of my body.. That's the best way that I can explain it... Usually, when I feel that crazy sensation, I wake up..


I either wake up into another dream, or I will wake up for real.. It's nuts.. I read somewhere that someone else has experienced the "pulling sensation." Nobody that I know personally has experienced something like that.. I was glad to read online today that I'm not the only one, and not crazy. Lol. In fact, I think that I read about that person's experience on here, but I can't find it again...

I decide that I should start posting a phenomenon that used to happen to me once a month. To describe this before hand I used to have these "dreams" once a month that I feel that I am in a dream but I am not. I am sleeping at the time but in these specific dreams I feel like I am both awake and at the same time not. It took me a while to try and figure out what this grey area was. Even though I can dream control in these specific ones I can not. I can control any aspect of any normal dreams because I started to experiment (with the help of tulpas) to begin to feel the electric current in my own head and what parts where generating what aspect of my dreams so I could begin to gain total control. Through this method I would just have to tell one thing to change with one message and it would. With these dreams however I couldn't change anything because I wasn't generating the area. With how I have gathered dreams to work is that I like to thing of a little thought bubble with you in the center and the dream generates around you (like some video games). You will only see stuff in greater detail that is close to you but in these dreams it is farther than I can create and in far greater detail. Now for the dream part.

They normally start out in the same fashion. A pretty overly simplistic but overly detailed area (like a meadow or pond ect). The first thing that I notice is that I have all of my senses and that everything looks like I am awake but I still feel like I do in a dream. I will normally wander around since I can't change anything until I find someone. I will always find a different girl that I have never seen before crying, moping, or just sitting there looking hopeless. The first few times I had these I tried to say hi but I couldn't talk. I later found out that I could form a bond to them with my thoughts Where we could shat how we felt or memories that we had. After a while I was able to make a language out of this connection enough to talk to them. Throughout the dream we would share experiences and feelings to the point that we practically fell in love. At that point however I could sense a sudden fear or terror in them right before they vanished leaving me with a feeling that I will never see them again in my dreams or when awake. At first I pondered on that last part wondering why I felt like I would never see as person from my dreams irl. I began to hat these dreams because of how I knew how they would end. Some of the girls would just simply vanish but some of them would appear to be dragged away by something I couldn't see. I got to the point where if I really tried I could make some small things appear like a chess board.

My last one is a little blurry and I would also like to say now that I am not a religious person. I believe that if there is a god than that is all fine and dandy but that shouldn't really effect me until I am dead. I also believe that if there was such a holy and selfless being then he wouldn't want everyone spending their 1/7 days a week just to worship him. That said this is the details that I remember of it. It goes the same as the others but I had a plan this time. I would give myself the ability to sense whatever was taking them away and try to stop it. So I went through it like normal but this girl was different. She also knew how to talk through it like I could. She shared memories of some of the dreams she had and memories of her childhood and about her abusive dad. She also warned me about digging to far into what these where or else I would regret it. I felt he give into emotion to make this dream be over. As she started to be dragged away I game myself the ability to perceive whatever it was. That was a bad choice of words. The first thing that hit me was the unbearable smell that stung my eyes so bad that I couldn't see. I wanted to vomit but I couldn't. The only thing that I could smell was what I could describe as pure death. I finally got my eyes open enough to see it but it didn't have a true physical form. Its form kept on shifting and moving around. I decided to force a link on whatever this was and asked it why it was doing this to them. That was a bad idea. I didn't get hit with hatred or any form of entertainment it got from doing this. All it felt was depression past the point of wanting to kill yourself. How can you kill what isn't alive after all? It was a little surprised that I could see it yet alone talk to it. It responded telling me that even though that it doesn't want to do this it is being forced to do it. I asked it who is making it do this. He physically pointed down the hole that he was going to drag her into. He shared a memory of his real response was him actually pointing up and telling me who it was. I forced the pit to stay open after he left so I knew where they where being taken. The only thing I could hear where screams some loud, some far, hundreds, thousands, I couldn't perceive how many. I was left with one memory from her. Her suicide. He left me a way to find out why I was having these dreams. I decided to ask the person that was making him do this.

I decide to dig through whatever this was for the information I wanted and found what I thought I was looking for. People who kill themselves out of forgetting what love is must learn what it is again but people who have take their own life have no place up there so they must lean how to love again before they are sent to hell anyways? As you could imagine as a christian at the time I was not very happy with what I found out. After that I have had none of those dreams again. I have had similar dreams that I will post in another dj if there is interest. They where a little more taxing on me.

* Not much time to think about it...

...I see a 3D animation of a cross-section of the body of a bull, and what happens with it during bullfighting...
...some aluminum cans and bottles are set on a little mound, ready for shooting...

.../I'm in my grandparents house and realize the gas valve was not closed in the kitchen. I hold my breathing to getn in and close it. I hope nobody turns a light on. It looks like it was open the whole night. I open the windows to clean the air...

.../Multimillionaire people in the news that controlled what happened to be said on the other side of the hemisphere...

.../I'm with the musician who composes folk songs and we worked together for the carnivals on the year 2011. There's a kid who cannot play some piece of music. Now they are working on a new project. I bring my acoustic guitar that is broken. I want to participate too. I hear the melody and start to figuring out how does it goes on the guitar. I get to play the melody. It's interesting but the kid doesn't want to play it because of he thinks it will mark him for life. I know there's something wrong in his statement although I don't realize what is it, then I try to explain that it's a matter of the carnivals and of course he will remember that as a good experience. It would be worse to remember that he lost that opportunity! The song is a sort of tribute to a guy who exceptionally played the quena. I see and hear him playing that "r" sound in a quena. I remember a fake artist who refused to collaborate in a project and lost his opportunity because of his vanity, then I use his example to explain the kid that he shouldn't be afraid of participating in the project/...

* I woke up with the melody in my head and write it down...

...a beggar's bed on the stairs of the house...

.../I'm in my school bathrooms. The kids have made a nasty mess up around. I let the water flow to clean some of it/...

.../My glasses are broken and I give them to somebody who wants to explain something in front of a class. I see there's dirt on one of the lenses. I pick them back to clean it. We talk about something and she says: Does it still work?

* Alarm clock goes off

...Let's go walking, let them go...

Goal: At the very least, better dream recall

Last night's dream: I only remember one tiny snippet, which was a friend of mine saying "you should shave" while waving to her upper lip.

Personally, I don't think I need to shave

* We had a lot to do at home, went late to bed...

.../3rd person view. I see myself with dragon wings. There's something about feeding a dragon/...

.../I'm talking a walk inside an informal market. I see different things on sale, until I get to a jacket patches stand. I see some deconstructive ideas, some 3D art and stuff, but nothing really interesting to me. I get out of the market and find somebody is selling 2nd hand guitars on the street, I take a look if there's something worthwhile, nothing. Then I look up to a hill which is mixed with a tower. It's all covered in concrete. I find that interesting, and want to take a picture of that. My camera doesn't work, it's night and I cannot see any on the LCD. I try using the flash option. It flashes but apparently not enough. I try to figure out how could I take a picture of that. The more I look, the weirder it becomes. Now I try to illuminate the landscape by pointing the LCD screen of the camera. It gets better but I don't know how to take the picture now/...

.../I have to write an e-mail, announcing some bad news about one of my kids, she's no more with us. I have to face the fact, it gets hard to write down/...

* From time to time, this feeling of nostalgia spreads around and takes over all over the dream.

*Our guest left us early in the morning, no more wine and some more sleep...

.../We're in a variant of my cousin's former neighborhood. It looks bigger than usual. My kids are playing running and going to different inner parks of the neighborhood. My wife asks for the little one and starts going nervous. We don't see where she went to play. We start looking for her. I see the older one running on a balcony. I'm still quiet because of there's a couple of parks left to look for. I think she must be there. I see two weird animals standing in front of a house. They move threatening us. They look like big porcupines. We get to the last park and find her, playing with a young girl around a pond. Once we are all together, I want to save some pictures. There's some confusion because of the machine starts to scan the pictures before printing them. I don't get it. The first one is very blurry. One of my daughters shows me she has printed some other pictures first. I think it's a great idea, just print them in stead of scanning first and then printing them! I mess around with the machine...

.../There's a talk in my grandparents town. It's about two diseases which spread very quick. They show the whole region is affected with it. There's a pause between the talk. I take advantage of the free time to clarify to my wife, they are exaggerating the situation, due to those diseases, "Uta and Ata" are spread only in the region near the jungle because of the bite of a mosquito. I draw some lines in a map, and show to her, where the jungle zone is, which start to appear in green while I draw the limit lines. It's not too big but once again, some people tend to exaggerate about those kind of stuff I say...

.../My cousin's brother got drunk and talks a lot. My aunt serves the food, I'm hungry but we have to wait until he goes to sleep or something. I don't see he's tired at all, and looks like he could talk the whole day. He gets in my aunt-mom room, sits on the floor, and goes on with the drunk chat. The other one of my cousins is in his room with some friends preparing a robot-hand for a science congress. He shows me he will use a rubber glove to cover the electronics. I go to his room which is connected to our university. I see some other friends, although from my school times, preparing another project. It's about an automatic sprinkler. Although it's not working good and a couple of them get severely soaked. They start to play with it in stead of trying to fix it.
Another guy, who I don't know, shows a weird musical instrument, which at the beginning seems to fit on the shreds of a guitar. He folds it and starts playing some music that sounds Egyptian. I think it's nice.

.../I'm walking on a known passage, when I notice something got broken in the sole of my shoes which doesn't let me freely walk. I find my brothers are doing something with their documents. I show to one of them what's going wrong with my shoe. Then I realize I didn't see him since a long time. I give him a hug, I'm happy I'm seeing him again. I notice he cleans something on his stomach, I think it's a wound or some. We start talking about the news. I ask his opinion about some recent news. We conclude they are exaggerating like the narrator of a football soccer game, then I try to explain those games wouldn't be the same without the narrative. I get confused, trying to explain those guys in front of the TV screen waiting to yell out their victory. He finishes my joke pointing a calm Sunday, we hear the sound of people in the stadium coming out of a TV, when somebody yells "GOOOAL!!". Then I think, they should better go to the stadium if they want to be unnoticed...

* Without the fast notes right after waking up after each dream, I wouldn't be able to remember any but the last dream which I would forget along the day too. It was a little bit tedious to start writing down at the beginning once again, but it's getting easier while it turns into a habit again.

08-04-2014
Had a dry spell for a while because of university. So today I took a nap in the middle of the day. Guess what I had? My first WILD!!! Didn't even concentrate on it. Just laid down in bed and a couple minutes later the music I went to sleep to was off and I felt like my whole body was already in SP. i could hear a little girls laughter in the house and I felt like someone was standing over me but I ignored it. Then my body shook really hard and I felt like I just melted through my bed. I waited for a while until I could see and I was lying on my bed looking at the door. Did the nose RC to confirm I was asleep and then I flew out the window. The lucidity itself wasn't that good because I didn't stabilize or calm down. I eventually lost it and was in a normal dream. I was in some place where they had a huge wave pool. Surfed for a bit. Then the rest of the dream took place in a beach.
Thats all I can remember because I was too lazy to get up and write down my dream afterwards.

20:20 put on blue blocking glasses
22:20 mugwort tea (2 tbsp mugwort, 1 bag mixed mint tea) + bedtime

remee on, settings:
initial delay: 5.5hrs (selected)
nap delay: 30 mins
signal interval: 15 mins
wiggle off
brightness: 10% 15% 20% (low selected)
brightness ramping off
pattern 1: sweep bounce x 4, fast
pattern 2: glow alt x 3, fast
pattern 3: sweep bounce x 3, fast

Remee signal didn't wake me up, Don't remember seeing it, maybe wasn't dreaming?

05:36

Lots of short fairly unaware moments, fairly weird, recall came in slowly, had to work for it:

+ something about a monkey going on a lord of the rings quest

+ DO following a train going very fast the train jumps the track and then keeps barreling on down the dirt path, I expect it will jump back on the tracks, then I double back through the neighborhood I was just flying through

+ Somebody (me?) calls out "Shots!" and my friends (7-10 of us) and I all lie down in the middle of the room on our stomachs propped up on our elbows in a circle facing the center. Shots glasses are placed in the middle of the circle. On the far side of the shot glasses from me there is one larger tumbler glass. The liquor is poured and we all drink. I instantly start feeling veeeeeery friendly and cozy with the girl immediately to my right, I this is a little inappropriate but I don't care. We're kind of snuggling up against each other now, pushing our shoulders together and our hands meet (my right hand her left) and we hold hands with curved curled fingers while the next round is being poured. I think the guy with the tumbler is going to get wasted fast. I pick up my 2nd round and look to my left and right to make sure my friends have enough, I offer to pour some of mine into the cozy girl's glass but she has enough it turns out. I think if I'm already this hammered from 2 shots, how could Matt Damon in "Promised Land" possibly do 10 of them, that explained why he was so messed up in the morning.

+ it's a really long ride home on GP Blvd on my bike so I get on the bus, I can't then find my bike I'm looking all over I eventually find it folded up under one of the front seats.

+ Some sort of team-based conflict, I grab an important building first, let some of my team in, then the opponents want to come in too and I feel sorry for them, it's a bad idea but I let them in, then later we're outside and fighting

+ I look down and see I have a small hole in the center of my right big toe toenail, there are grains of sand and grit in there I want to get it out, I sit down, then I see a huge crescent shaped slice of toenail separating from my foot it's about 12 inches long or more

+ a guy I know next to me gets upset when I start talking about documents, I ask how he did his, then I see a pictorial essay of the process of how the documents are approved, it's extremely involved, they start by taking a picture of the documents in a box to prove what you handed in, then I see the finished product, laminated in shiny laminate, with pictures of fancy buildings and churches stamped on them.

+ There's a mall on the top of a hill, it's the only place for the local residents to shop, so it's really crowded, I see a few big black women clerks standing around with really big hair, I'm walking through lots of people in a store, I'm in a grocery store large with strangely curving refrigerator cases crescent shaped protruding from the walls, I turn around and see a large (cheese?) island with 3-4 bored looking women store clerks sitting on tall stools

+ I approach an opponent team (college aged) on their territory, there's about 20 of them sitting down all along the walls in a rectangular shaped room (a table in the middle?) I walk the perimeter of the room and we're trading verbal jabs, it's a tense atmosphere, I make a comment about how I could kick their asses in programming (they're more hardware guys), and I say I'd be the top of the list in the chess tournament, too, I see the list for the chess tournament then on the wall and indeed I'm in the top 1/4 of the results.

+ I hang up my wife's purse from the chair it's sitting on to a long wrack filled with clothes & things on hangers, my wife then can't find the purse,I say it's right there on the right side of the wrack where I put it, she can't see it and says it ussed to be right there on the chair

put remee into nap mode
06:55 was getting very relaxed and close to sleep and the remee hit shocking me awake.

Dreams not "taken to a new level" from mugwort. They were wild & wacky but not much more so than usual, and awareness very low, recall took a long time.

* Like yesterday, there were some extra cups of wine before going to bed...

.../It's a celebration day on the town I'm visiting from a long time. I see an aunt and ask her for her son, my fellow cousin to salute him. She tells me where he is, but I notice "his parents" are sitting in the same table and they're not too friendly. Anyway, I don't care and go to give him a hug. I try to make a joke about me getting drunk at the airport and sitting next to the airplane wheel just before the airplane starts to move. He doesn't get it. I think because of it has been a long time since we don't make jokes together/...

.../I'm walking on a road, getting in a town where its welcome sign literally states: "Welcome to the state of California. Our little DOF things" (DOF is written in overlapped capitals). Then I get into a bar where a DC-mix of some drunk people I know, invites me to have some beers. I accept although I don't feel motivated to drink. He gets angry with me, and throws the whole content of a bottle on a wooden wagon. Then he asks me to leave and threats me to throw a rock on my head if I don't go because of I'm being a killjoy. I got confused and decide to better go out. In the street, I see the DC going out turned into my dad. I'm walking on the streets, feeling sad. It's cold out here and I'm wearing just a t-shirt. I want to go to the apartment we rented with a friend of mine/...

* Apparently we rented that apartment in another dream and we live there with some other friends and family.

.../change one letter game could be bravest from breast...

.../I have to deliver something in the 14th floor of a house. The elevator door gets closed when I'm about to step into it. The door opens while the elevator goes up. Now it's just a platform and I can see the stairs and all the stuff around. I must stay standing in the middle. I see an old woman going upstairs. The elevator stops in the 15th floor. I get out of the platform. It's just a sort of stairs with huge steps that I have to go down. There's a big empty space in the middle. The woman stands in the opposite side where I am. I ask her to be careful, she says something and makes a wrong move, then she falls. I run to take a look down. She's sitting on a table talking with a girl friend. She mocks about something pointing at me. She's not dead. There's something going on here. I want to go downstairs very quick and think I could take a shortcut by jumping if it's what I'm starting to think. This place doesn't make sense, I know what it means! This time I don't want to jump due to the vertigo. I go on with the plot, I still have her delivery in my hands. I throw it close to her. She doesn't like it, I don't care. I look around to see how can I go out. I see some escalators on my side leading to a wall with a hole above it. I command them to stop. They stop and I have to climb to get on the roof of a building. I hear she is quite upset following me. I command the escalators to move again to squeeze her against the wall, but she gets out before getting trapped in the motion. Now she looks very young but angry, she wears like a witch from the middle age. She stands in front of me yelling something. I feel scared but I have to control myself. Using my mind, I throw her against some sharp spikes I see in front of the house. She gets impaled uttering some spell on me. Her mouth looks like a Venus flytrap and it opens to the sides. I command with my mind the spikes to open up. It finishes her. Now I see the dream in 3rd person view. I see a DC who looks like Harry Potter, getting out from my point of view, he gets close to a door that I previously saw stating it was level 13. Now it's time for another level, the number on the door changes to a lower one, and it opens to show a wall. There's a couple of brown werewolves getting out from a window. The female one has two bats flying like flies around her head. The traffic in the streets is weird. Most of the cars move backwards. The authority car has a toilette in stead of a seat, and the driver seems to be taking a shit while driving. He speaks with somebody with the radio. This place is weird and I'm wondering what have the werewolves to do here/...

* I have to point out about this one, when I started to write down some fast notes (which is really tedious due to the fatigue) I barely remembered a couple of fragments of the final scene in the city where I wasn't lucid anymore. It was not until I wanted to go back to sleep, when I was able to remember the whole lucid sequence. Then my scratched writing turned into something more devoted.

* This day was more complicated. I went late to bed after some cups of wine...

.../It's night and I'm running around a stadium. There's strange people around. I see a fake taxi getting too close. I decide to go back. In the way I find some wooden toy wagons. I want to try to finish the round riding one of those. It moves fine, although I go in another direction because of it's fun to turn it with my thought. I end inside a supermarket at the end of an irregular queue. I get to a better position in the queue, close to the cash register. The guy behind me doesn't like what I did and he's decided to tell the cashier to take me out of the queue. He points at me while asks the other people if they saw what I did. I'm feeling a little bit embarrassed, although I will try not to pay attention to him...

* The importance about this dream is that I'm starting to make connections between the dreamscapes from other dreams which took place in the same "city". I didn't realize until now, that I could build some sort of map of the whole city which could help me to move better when I get lucid and don't know "where to go".

* After waking up from that dream, I tried to WILD, lying on my side with my arms in front of me, due to some times the dream started when I was lying in the same position although looking at my arms very clear.

.../I'm lying on the sofa when I feel one tooth moving out from its place. I wake up and go to the bathroom. I want to rinse my mouth out. I feel the blood starting to flow. When I get into the bathroom I see the window is open and an old friend of mine, a black cat who lived in the creepy lady's house, is there. I want to turn on the light, although I can't push the switch correctly due to the rush. I try it once more but this time I don't find the switch in the middle of the dark. I see the cat taking a walk inside the bath when I remember he used to do some nasty things to mark his territory. I don't want him to mark his territory on the laundry basket! So I gently tell him to go away, with some drops of water. He goes out through the window...

* Nap after work...

...driving in a highway...
...residual porn advertisement on the screen when I close a window...
...drops of water falling on a light-green and pink leaf...

.../my oldest daughter, climbs on the furniture, jumps and fall on her knees. It makes a loud noise. I want to draw her attention...

.../I hear somebody getting into the house. I wake up and hear something on the floor has broken. I see one of its wooden planks is broken. I want to see how much is it broken. It's about to fall inside a hole beneath the floor. I hold it carefully and see how deep is the hole. It's not too deep. I'm interesting to explore there, but first I have to see who got in the house...

* Sometimes I dream about this place where we moved a couple of years ago.