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    1. Summer Competition Night 9

      by , 06-10-2023 at 07:53 PM
      6.10.2023

      Bedtime around midnight, awake after 7 (from my notes it looks like I wrote 7:04, but my handwriting is a bit messy). Had had the following dreams:

      The Machinery Sound Hypothesis

      Walking along, and talking about noise. I say that at any given point in time, you can hear the sound of some machinery. At first I claim it’s a specific type of machinery sound, but then I just say it’s machinery. There is a screaming sound, which turns out to just be a kid playing somewhere. We walk under or next to some fans, and think about this machinery sound idea. There is something about boxes in our way. Something about walking around, and hoping to find some new place. I think that this is a new way of looking at things, and suggest that if we think about things in this way (the sound idea, or in different ways, perhaps) we might be able to find our way into a new dimension. It’s like the story Flatland – there may be other dimensions, we just don’t see them. Maybe because we never look in that direction, being influenced by our surroundings and the chain of events...Then there is something about a little girl in the hospital. She has been in there a long time, and the machinery noises that she hears are from the hospital. It is part of her world. I feel a little bad, not sure if I was making fun of her...There is also something about someone wanting to do something romantic (for their parents?) and they hitch some machine up to an old buggy to make a sort of horse and buggy. Looking closer, it seems that it was this little girl in the hospital bed, and she hooked a motorized wheelchair or something up to the bed.

      Old House and Ice Cream

      In an old house. It might be my apartment, actually. Something about a piece of the old house stuck in a part of the newer infrastructure – a furnace or something. Someone is interested in this piece of the old house. That’s in the basement. Upstairs, I’m in the house I lived in a few years ago. At the top of the steps, I drip some water on the floor. I think I should wipe it up, and reflect on how I’m glad that the floor is carpeted now so that I won’t have to worry as much about someone slipping. As I wipe the floor, I also see that there is a broom covered with snow. It has made a mess, and is causing there to be a watery mess at the top of the stairs. I decide I should take it down to the basement. In the basement, I look for a place to put the broom. There is a little room that I take it to, where some other cleaning tool is, I think. There are also some people in the basement, and someone jokes about the broom and witches. There is also some joke about holding the broom by the proper end and not getting burnt by flames that shoot out of it, or something...There is also a scene that seems to take place around here in a restaurant/ice cream place. I tell someone that if I worked there I would constantly be sampling the ice cream out of the soft-serve ice cream dispenser...

      Fragments

      (1)...Talking with one of the girls that lives in the apartment next to me about why I’m moving. I explain it’s because they want this to be undergraduate housing. She says that she would have expected them to tell her to move too, since she graduated a while ago...

      (2)...In the lab with my friend K. She pulls a bunch of hair off of her head, apparently having just cut it. She says something about having kids that will cut it anyway (?).

      (3)...Moving over a large drop-off. I feel like I’m going to fall, and have a massive “jerk-awake” thing.

      After a cup of coffee and reading I went back to sleep. Woke up again at 10:30.

      More Machinery

      There is a game that combines multiple games – like Monopoly and Risk, but it’s a computer game. Someone is doing something in one area (or property) and then jumps into a submarine, boat, or airplane and leaves for somewhere else. Then he’s flying an airplane. It also converts into a land vehicle. There is a scene or two about trying to land somewhere, and then he brings it to rest on top of a moving machine. The machine is like a large tank, and looks a bit like something from Star Wars – like an Imperial Walker, but without legs or a head. There is a woman with the man now. She might have grown up on the back of one of these things – people were living on them, I guess? Anyway, something about her makes her resonate with the movements of the machine, and she will eventually start bouncing so much that it will alert the people inside to our presence. We/they think about what to do. She could hold on to the rails at the side. Someone says something to the leader like “It’s up to you to hold the troops”, or something. He then suggests that he hold this woman. She is reluctant at first, being shy to be so close to him. But it seems to be the best course of action, so the two of them tie themselves to the top of the machine together...

      Money

      ...I stop at a bank, or maybe I buy something. I’m given some money, one of the bills being a $2 bill. I get kind of excited at this, and the woman giving me the money then gives me a $3 bill. I get excited about this too, since $3 bills are even rarer than $2 bills. Then she hands me a picture of an elderly lady, as though it’s supposed to be something exciting too. I stare at the picture, trying to recognize it and not sure what to tell the woman. I don’t seem to recognize the picture. There is a little picture of a “MGM trophy” below the picture (not sure what that is, but it made me think maybe this was an actress). It also seems to list her birth date as 1934...

      PBS, the Abominable Snow Monster, and Food

      We are watching a TV show. It is a special – the third (or 100th?) episode or year of something. Something like the Muppets, Sesame Street, or Dr. Seuss. This episode is kind of odd – a bunch of things from over the years put together. It’s pretty funny, but at the end there is a more sentimental thing with designs that become (I think) an animation of a tree. It’s so touching that I almost tear up. I suspect that this was the original ending to the show, and over the years they added more and more things. So this episode was mostly meant to be funny, but the ending was still touching because it was the original ending. This is PBS, I think. They are doing a special as part of a fundraiser. I mention how when I was growing up PBS was mostly telethons and “Doo-Wop” reunion concerts, and joke that they should make a fundraiser show about that...

      Then there is something about a Muppet-thing that looks like the Abominable Snow Monster from Rudolph. We notice how close the resemblance is, and wonder if that was a coincidence. Something about looking up at the Snow Monster from a certain angle makes it look especially similar. Except for the teeth, which are a little different. At this point, we’re out near a couple of houses. I think maybe they filmed the Abominable Snow Monster scenes on the porch railing of one of the houses, and then used the same footage for this other TV show. We hang around outside of this house, and then I see my brother and someone else have gone around and inside the house. They come out to the porch (or what looks like it was once the porch but has now been walled into a sort of kitchen). A lady is there, and they start cooking some food. My brother gets to squish a hot thing onto a griddle with a special tool, which looks fun to me. Then there are some pickle-like things. Eventually, we take these things to a table nearby and start eating. I take something off of what looks like a trellis/pergola, and then worry that that ruined the scenery.

      Fragment

      (4) In Hawaii. My Mom and I are there, and I get excited because I see a filming location from Hawaii 5-0.
    2. Summer Competition Night 8

      by , 06-09-2023 at 06:57 PM
      6.9.2023

      Bedtime 1:00am. Woke up around 3:40am and took notes on the following dreams:

      Fragments:

      (1) I’m upstairs in a house. It is windy outside. I’m rummaging around, looking for a particular stuffed animal I think. I’m talking to the other stuffed animals as I do so...

      (2) Walking along the sidewalk in an old town. It’s dark, and the town is mostly empty and run-down. There is a noise like gunshots, and I go running around a corner to hide. Not because I actually think anyone is shooting at me, but because “it’s boring in this town and I might as well pretend that something is going on”. I then walk back the way I came and look for an open business that I can go into...

      (3) My Mom and I are sitting at a table (?) next to a wall. Someone drops a candy stick over the wall. I catch it, although I feel like my Mom needed it for something. We’re using the candy sticks for something, and she needed a specific one. I sample it, and think it might be grape, which my mother didn’t really want/need anyway...

      (4) Something about a palm tree up on a sort of ledge...

      Back to sleep. Woke up again and looked at the clock at 7:39am. Remembered the following dreams:

      Christmas

      It is Christmas, or Christmas Eve. My Dad is coming out, and I’m a bit worried that I didn’t buy enough presents for everyone (especially my Dad – I feel like I’m one short). But surely I did buy enough, I just don’t remember them all at the moment...right? I’m a bit nervous. I think my Dad arrives, and I go upstairs to wrap presents. I see that I have a couple things for him – a shirt that I just picked up being one of them. The presents are kind of boring, but at least I have three of them. When I wrap them, I notice that the wrapping paper is kind of transparent, which is disappointing. Then I realize that my mother has joined me in my room. I think she is gift wrapping also. I quickly try to hide the presents that I bought for her, but am worried that she saw them already. Then she leaves and I go back to wrapping, wondering if I should try to buy something else last-minute for her. Also, it turns out that R, a girl I know from the University, is coming. She and I had apparently gone out together a while back, and there is some ambiguity as to whether or not we are dating now. I don’t really want to date her, I don’t think. I think about buying something else for her last minute as well.

      These fragments might be part of the same dream:

      ...Outside, we have a garden. It is kind of weedy though. My parents are talking about something, maybe about the garden. Also, we have some chickens that are supposed to be laying eggs soon. My mother has been looking for eggs, but hasn’t found any yet. I see a couple eggs next to the house. They are huge and long, and look more like squash than eggs. We take them inside...

      ...Doing something in the kitchen sink. Someone says something about having to have the stinky mugs there while cooking, or something. (There was a scene with tea or something, that might have happened around here). There is also something about the sink leaking (?), and my Mom finding out that that could do damage to the foundation of the house (?)...

      The Cowboy and the Inventor

      Petting a dog. It might be one of the dogs we had when I was younger. I tell her she’s a good dog. Then I’m reading a book. In this book, a man is walking back from somewhere at night. It is supposed to become a little scary, with him meeting a ghost. But as the story progresses it turns out a little differently than expected. There is a stage coach. What looks like a person made of energy floats out of the stage coach (mostly invisible to people, I think). It messes with people. In one scene, it opens a shed door, which almost falls on someone. A guy standing there points it out just in time for the person to either dodge it or to catch the door before it falls on him.

      It turns out that this is some scientific advancement, and the inventor is trying to show it off to people. There is a conversation in which some cowboy-type and the inventor (who is wearing a black outfit and a priest’s collar) are discussing what might be going on. The inventor suggests that perhaps this whole thing is just someone trying to educate people. The cowboy disagrees – saying that whoever would do this kind of thing would be untrustworthy. Meanwhile, there is some gooey stuff in a creek below. The inventor decides it would be a good idea just to leave without revealing his invention. He gathers up the gooey stuff I think, and climbs back into the stagecoach with a woman. The cowboy then introduces himself as “Pee Pee Pee Pee Ho Ho”. The inventor and the woman drive away, singing a song to a tune closely matching the Funky Chicken. The words are as follows:

      Pee Pee Pee Pee Ho Ho
      Pee Pee Pee Pee Ho Ho
      Pee Pee Pee Pee Ho Ho
      Pee Pee Pee Pee Ho Ho

      Fragment:

      (5) Looking at houses, thinking to myself that some of them were built more recently than others. Something about the power lines...
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    3. Competition Night 7

      by , 06-09-2023 at 02:21 AM
      6.8.2023

      Once again I jotted down some notes soon after I woke up, but didn’t journal until about 9:00 this evening.

      Fragment:

      ...I’m with someone, or some people. I do a reality check by pinching my nose and breathing. I can still breathe, but I seem to be busy or distracted at the moment and don’t really focus on what I’m doing...

      Action and Andromeda

      ...With the crew of the Andromeda, or at least Tyr Anasazi. He makes some pun. I don’t think it’s all that funny, but I think I laugh politely. Then I make a pun:

      “What do you get when you cross a Nietzschean and a Decapod? A perfect 10!”

      Tyr doesn’t find it to be funny, but I thought it was rather clever myself.

      There is a scene in which someone is selling chocolate covered things. Strange things, I think. I drop a phone into the vat of chocolate, and then act as though I’m going to eat it. The joke here seems to be more about eating something without paying than eating a cell phone. I don’t really do it, I don’t think.

      There are some other scenes that I’m having trouble recalling at the moment. I seem to remember this dream being kind of enjoyable, or at least interesting. The following might have been part of it:

      We need Donald Trump for some reason. We want to convince him to help us. He seems to be off by himself, and may be reluctant to help us. I suggest that I be the one to talk to him, since I’m more of a conservative and I voted for him in 2016. I go to some construction, kind of like a large dam. There are stairs, and a skywalk, I think. Chains hanging down too, as though to work some machinery. Trump is out on the skywalk, and I rush up the stairs to try and get to him. However, I misjudge which floor he is on and end up on the wrong floor. Someone else gets to him though (Tyr?). I feel like there is something about someone being compared to a guardian angel, and perhaps Tyr is arguing with Trump that he’s not a guardian angel.

      Hebrew and Cake

      I seem to be on a couch, talking with someone online, or watching something online, in Hebrew. I try to write comments in Hebrew, but I don’t really understand what I’m saying. I copy and paste a phrase that I typed into a Hebrew-English translator online to see if I might have said something inappropriate...There is something about evangelism in the Middle East, or South Asia. There is a map showing where Christianity has spread. I seem to have a job doing something with the line on the map, expanding it northward. Maybe digitizing it on a computer. Then my mother makes a cake, and frosts it to look like the map.

      Some Things

      This might all have been one dream, so I’ll count it as one.

      My brother is sleeping. My family is going to do something, perhaps go somewhere. But he keeps on sleeping, and I start to doubt that we will be going anywhere. I ask my Mom about it, and then decide to go outside for a walk...

      ...I go into a restaurant. I have a backpack and a shovel (?) with me. I look for a place to set these down while I get food (or do something). I see a little nook in the wall to my right, and think maybe I will set them in there. But then it looks like that might be where people can order, and I don’t want them to be in the way. I look around for a place to sit. The seating in the restaurant is set up like a classroom almost, with things in rows rather than individual tables with space around them. I have a hard time finding somewhere to sit where I won’t be right next to someone – it’s kind of crowded. Then I hear someone call me, and see some people that I seem to know from somewhere. I go over to them and start talking.

      ...I want to get tickets to a fair. Something about buying them. They are put on a stick, and I put the stick in my shirt pocket...
    4. Competition Night 6

      by , 06-08-2023 at 05:00 AM
      6.7.2023

      Jotted down some notes in the morning, but didn't write up my journal until the evening. Things might be a bit fuzzy and choppy in my recollection.

      The New World Order

      Someone wants to establish a new world order. They seem to be up front about this, but it looks dangerous to me. It appears to involve arrows being shot at us at one point, as well as road construction. But it’s more than that – like some totalitarian regime. I try to keep them out of my room (while I sleep?) by blocking the door with things and trying to make sure the gap at the bottom of the door is covered up. Trying to carry around some long poles or something. There is a cat or two wandering around also. Some arguing about the cat? Maybe the cat is an antagonist? At one point, I’m lying in bed, and the antagonists have sprayed some kind of slime, some of which has landed on my bed and a lot of which has pooled up beside the bed. It might acidic, or radioactive, or something. But when I touch it, it just kind of feels like shampoo. I start to roll off the bed into the slime, which rather than being dangerous just seems kind of fun...At another point, I’m trying to go from a basement area up into another part of the house. There is some kind of fabric over the door, so that I can see on the other side but I don’t know if the people on the other side can see me. Also, someone has placed large rocks on the door, as though to block my entrance. It seems like I was going up the steps, but now am trying to turn around and go up steps again to leave and the rocks are in my way. Something about people in a room off to the right...Another scene, in a room that looks like it might have clothing racks in it?

      Fragments

      (1) ...Someone is playing with the intestines of a dead person. Someone's aunt, perhaps? Then they start examining the body more like a cadaver for medical school. It seems a bit gross to me...

      (2) ...I go into a restroom. There is a plastic bag with what looks like gold in it on the wall of one of the stalls. On closer inspection, it turns out to be solid oxygen. I dissolve the oxygen, and there is something about it being in my blankets so that if I breathe in I get a breath of fresh air...

      (3) ...Something about Myst ages...

      (4)...There is a battle going on. This seems to be a planet with a lot of lava on it. Someone goes running down a sort of tunnel...
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    5. Competition Night 5

      by , 06-06-2023 at 04:54 PM
      6.6.2023

      Rough night’s sleep again. Bedtime 3:05am, awake at 6 something, back to sleep after 8:05, awake at 11:17.

      Teaching Class, and the Israelites

      I’m teaching class. The class involves the machine I have been making for my research, and explaining it to students. But first I start with a lecture, I think. Partway through, I realize nobody is in the classroom any longer. They have all moved to a different classroom. I go over to this classroom. H- (Dr. B-) is sitting in the back of the room. She is apparently partly in charge of the class, and it makes me nervous to have her sitting there watching me. I’m also a bit nervous because now I’m kind of late, although I have a valid excuse since I thought I was already starting class in another room. H offers to teach, but I decline the offer. I start teaching, but am having trouble. Then the students start messing with the machine, and I try to get one kid to stop messing with one of the parts especially. There are some extra pieces of plastic laying around, and I tell the kids that breaking those pieces would feel like breaking the pieces of the machine...

      ...(possibly the same dream) I get my pants wet, and then consider jumping into a creek...

      ...Something about the Israelites. Someone is supposed to start a fire in a temple. She goes missing. I talk with some guy from the Middle East about whether or not I should go try to find her. He explains something about his culture, and I reply with something about my culture, and being a Christian. Meanwhile I’m picking up some green powdery stuff and putting it into a bin. Some people dressed sort of like knights go off to find the girl, I think. I think in the end I decide to go too...

      Fragment

      Something about the Grinch. When the Grinch was little, he looked like a cat...

      Updated 06-07-2023 at 04:28 AM by 97618

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    6. Competition Night 4

      by , 06-05-2023 at 09:41 PM
      6.5.2023

      My Mother came to visit today. I slept late, and she woke me up. As a result, I didn’t put a lot of effort into dream journaling this morning. I don’t know how these things fit together, but I feel like this first part might have been all one dream:

      Missing Out... Sinking Boat... Where’s my Hat? Where’s my Coat?

      ...I had been taking a nap, but when I woke up I found that a bunch of people had gathered together for something. I walk over and it seems that they are having a theological discussion, but I’m not sure. Then I go back to my room, but realize I might be missing something fun. I go back, but people are leaving now. There had been a lot of kids in this room, watching a movie. Next to the room was what seemed to be a large rock overhand, with a large fire burning beneath it. I hear from someone that Kira Nerys (from Star Trek DS9) and Seven of Nine (from Voyager) had been there. I think to myself that I will never sleep during the day again, for fear of missing something great like this...

      ...Someone getting off an airplane talking about how they were on the same flight as Taylor Swift...

      ...Some guy comes along (I’m in the front yard of what might be my grandparents’ old house, or a house I used to live in, or a mashup of the two). This guy is looking for a drink, and find a garden hose. He asks if he can drink out of it, but I’m hesitant because the water comes from the well and I don’t know if the well is contaminated. He drinks from it anyway. It seems to be night now, or at least getting dark. The man goes inside, and decides to take a shower in our basement shower. I find him the shower curtain. He also has trouble finding how to turn on the hot water, and I help him with that...

      ...Someone has taken my hat, and maybe my coat too, and has not returned it. I go looking for it. I go into my cousin’s room in a hotel/conference center that we seem to be staying at. We are all packing up to leave, but I don’t want to leave without my hat...At some point I think I’m crawling over a second floor railing and maybe dangling down to a counter (like a hotel check-in counter below)...At another point I go into someone’s apartment in their house (also one of my Professors’ houses, I think this guy is his son). We just barge on in. There is a bed to the left, and a fireplace to the right. Also a set of drawers, I think. It might be a nice place, but the house is a little run down...

      ...Now at a family vacation spot by the lake. There is a boat that is supposed to be coming in, and someone is supposed to meet them at the shore. There is a place called “dock street”, or something, where the boat is coming in. The boat comes in, and there is something on it that we want to chase away by stirring up a swarm of insects that are on the front of the boat. Somehow, the boat escapes and slips out into the water. Then it goes underwater. There were people on the boat too, and I fear that they have drowned. I go through this thing where I feel responsible for killing people, and then realizing it was probably just a dream (without becoming lucid) and then forgetting it was a dream and feeling bad again...

      ...I go into a store, and want to buy a present (for my Grandfather?). There are some kind of green balls being sold. I think I had bought some, but I lost them. I decide to buy a few more, and they want to charge me something like $50 for 5 of them. I ask if they will take $40. They make a sound as though agreeing, but they aren’t really. At first I’m a bit worried that they will give me less for less money...

      ...A hotel room. Something had happened and they are just now cleaning up. The hotel room is reopened, but just has a TV sitting on the floor and looks like they just restored the minimum of furnishing...

      Fragment:

      (1) Someone has a package of frozen waffles with a lot of ice on them. I think I start knocking off the ice.
    7. Pearl Divers

      by , 02-01-2023 at 05:54 PM
      Another subaquatic dream last night. I was underwater, and there were a bunch of women nearby returning from a pearl diving expedition, I think. In other words, they had been underwater for quite a while looking for pearls. On their way back to the surface they were singing. I could hear their singing, and reflected on the ability of sound to travel underwater. I think I followed them back to the surface, and then felt like I wanted to be able to join them in their underwater exploits. Apparently these women weren't fully subaquatic, because they had to come to the surface. They had learned to hold their breath for long periods of time though, and/or to build up amazing lung capacity, to the point where they could be underwater for a while and still be able to sing. I decided I wanted to do this too, and started practicing holding my breath and going under water.

      I also dreamed about whales, and a boat on a body of water with large waves. I think I read somewhere about water symbolizing the subconscious, and I suppose it is possible that these attempts to join the subaquatic people are representative of my desire to lucid dream. I also have been planning to learn to SCUBA dive, which might be part of it as well. Honestly, I like to hope that the "Subaquatics", as I have come to call them, are part of a persistent realm.
    8. Flying backwards lucid

      by , 01-23-2023 at 03:27 AM
      I have taken a little hiatus from dream work, having a lot of things to do and also starting to get a bit lazy. I did have a lucid dream the other night. There was more to the dream, but here is the lucid part:

      I realize that I am dreaming. I'm standing on a raised walkway above a watery area. I decide to jump out a nearby opening, either to fly or just to fling myself out for fun. I fall into the frozen water below, which isn't very cold. I try to levitate, and I might end up asking the guy that was in the dream with me to help me. I think he might help, and I float into the air. Then I make myself zoom backwards, really fast. It's like zooming out on a picture, or flying really fast. I fly a little ways, thinking that this is the farthest I have ever flown in a lucid dream (or something like that). I think I try to land at some point, angling my trajectory down toward the ground. Instead, I start going down a slope. Now I'm flying over a green, lush, mountainous terrain. I start wondering to myself if I should try to find the persistent realm I have been working on, but decide to stick to what is going on now since sometimes it seems to destabilize things if I try to change course without planning ahead. But it seems that I make the decision too late, and I start to lose the dream (or things fade away, at least).
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    9. Winter Competition 12.11.2022

      by , 12-12-2022 at 02:03 AM
      Tired driving

      I’m driving down the road south of my grandparents’ old house, heading toward the town where my former workplace was located. I’m pretty tired as I drive, I think, but also there is something about the vegetation that is dazzling my eyes and making it difficult to watch the road. It’s a kind of purplish shrub* which looks kind of like wild aster. As I drive, and especially as I make turns, the movement does something with my eyes. I think (or so I have a vague memory of thinking) that it might be a good idea to do a reality check, but since I’m already having trouble maintaining control of the vehicle it seems like now is not a good time for a reality check. Apparently I have to drive south to this town, and then turn around and head back past my grandparents’ place and north back to either my place or where I used to live with my parents. I think it’s already getting late in the day, and I think what I should do is stop somewhere and get some supper and wake up a little. I somehow end up back at the town outside of which my grandparents’ house was located, and am walking around with my Mom. I still have to make this drive south and then back north. Mom wants me to do something, maybe stop at my grandparents’ house to eat. I feel like I would rather just stop while I was on the road, that it would make me feel less like wanting to sleep. We walk through town a little bit, and I see a gold prospecting store, which is more like an Army/Navy type surplus store.

      *I think this is the third time that the color purple has figured into my dreams recently. I wonder if that's just a coincidence.
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    10. Winter Competition 12.9.2022

      by , 12-10-2022 at 06:12 AM
      12.9.2022

      Pizza Problems

      I go to a pizza place, I think. While I’m there, it is noticed that a dog has urinated on the floor near someone’s chair. I go to clean this up. This process seems to take longer than anticipated, and I’m at the pizza shop longer than I meant to be. I think my Mother eventually shows up, and is not particularly happy that I have been taking so long and didn’t get in touch with her. She might have even tried to call me and I didn’t answer. She says something to me like “does the number [her phone number] mean anything to you?”, sarcastically getting after me for either not answering her call or for not calling her to tell her that I was going to be late. I think I try to defend myself in some way.

      Fragments:

      (1) A “mummy”. A guy that looks normal, and probably attractive to women, but he turns into a mummy and/or zombie kind of thing. He also gets really mean, I think. There is a woman. For some reason, he catches her, ties her up, and hangs her from a tree. He might wrap her in some kind of animal skin, too. There is a bear, or some other vicious creature around. I think the man is enticing the animal to attack the woman. There is a skunk involved somehow.

      (2) There are two people walking down a street. Something about money, I think. One guy pulls some money out? Somehow, it is related to a guy having a pair of pants under another pair of pants, and pulling the other pair out.
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    11. Winter Competition 12.8.2022

      by , 12-09-2022 at 04:31 AM
      12.8.2022

      Bedtime probably around 3:00. WBTB around 5:54am. I don't think I planned to do a WBTB, but one of the following dreams ("Gorku") was so interesting that I wanted to record it. I think it also kind of scared me and made me turn on the light.

      Fragments:

      (1) Something about a guy, outside walking around something? Sharp pieces of wood. He’s worried that something or someone is going to catch him. He is talking to someone else. Something like taking over a business? But the thing pursuing him makes him not want to take over the business any longer, or maybe he thinks the thing will catch him? Smashing at things (wood, like brush and/or downed tree branches) with a sharp piece of wood.

      (2) Singing songs (old west saloon songs?) while washing a strange knife in the sink. Instead of a cutting edge it has a flattened bit that runs around where the sharp edge should be. Something about how I can sing all the songs now that the kids are gone? (Implying that at least one of the songs is not appropriate for children to hear).

      (3) Someone singing a song from My Little Pony? While I do something with a toy lion?

      (4) Circuits, or pieces of circuits, talking about things. Bits of meat, or something, that are supposed to work like some cellular or electronic process. But it doesn’t seem to work properly.

      Trying reverse blinking?

      Mom’s Presentation

      Walking down a street. Two people jogging by – a man and a woman. I wonder if they are raising awareness about some neurological disorder or something. Something about kids going to school. This also involves plastic tubs. Lots of kids in the streets, transitioning into the aisles of a store. I make my way to the front of the store, avoiding the large numbers of kids by taking aisles to the side. When I get to the front, Mom is preparing to give a talk. A woman is talking first, but doesn’t seem to want to let Mom talk. It’s like this first woman just has a speech that she wants to read and won’t listen to anyone else. Then my Mom starts talking. She references things that the audience won’t necessarily understand, and doesn’t seem to be doing a great job in this presentation. This then kind of transitions into looking at children’s toys that make sounds (?).

      Gorku

      Oscilliscope thing to do something. Supposed to make them do something in response to light. I have some ulterior motive for wanting them to go through this, and actually am disinclined to have them do it. But there are some people, or another person (a doctor(s) or scientist(s)?) and they think it should be done. When they are subjected to the device, it makes the girl see something – “Gorku”? Some alien-like thing. Causes the person (not necessarily a woman anymore) to go into some kind of fit. Hands get distorted. Bloated. The arms are twisted back behind the person's head, palms facing behind them, I think. I think something is also wrong with their mind. We try to get it back under control but things won’t settle down. Putting a pillow on the back of their neck doesn’t help. We want to do something. The person is deranged now, and gets up saying that they prefer to “crack and pierce and crack and pierce”. By this, they mean attack and eat people, I think. Ripping them apart with their teeth, or maybe with their own bones.

      It took me until probably at least 8:00 to get back to sleep. I had a snack and a cup of tea in the meantime. The following were recorded after this.

      Aunt at the University

      At the University? Walking down a covered walkway, kind of like the Roman villa type. My Aunt is there (the former wife of one of my Uncles – I don’t see her very often). At least it looks like her. Whoever it is, I’m a bit afraid that they will recognize me for some reason. She is walking the same direction as me, and we both turn around at some point and go back the other way. I try to hide my face from her so that she won’t see me. I also walk closer to the wall, partially hidden by some pillars and I think more in shadow. There is an opening in the wall ahead of us, and I think she turns that way. Somehow, we get close to each other up here, and even talk briefly I think. She doesn’t recognize me though.

      Giveaways

      This might have been the same dream as above, so I’ll count all of this as one dream for the competition.

      On campus at the University. I have heard that they are giving out free things, including free money, not far away. I decide to check this out. I go to where this giveaway is going on. There are piles of things on the ground, and some people at a table being given free “money”. I go up to this table and try to figure out what’s going on, expecting a catch. Someone explains to me that they are giving us coupons that can be redeemed for money, but however it works out the coupons are only worth a few cents each, it seems. It looks like you can get as many as you want, but even then, someone tells me about another person who did this for hours and only got something like $30. It doesn’t seem worth it to me.

      There is another table where someone is either giving away or selling electronic devices, or watches, or something. They call me over, and try to sell me a fancy watch/phone thing called “Andromeda”. It looks pretty nice, and I fiddle around with it a bit. It has lots of dials and controls, and doesn’t look like a watch or a phone at all. I think at first it has something called a muffler, but then I see that I read that incorrectly. It has an adjustment knob, and they hand me a special wrench that you use to turn this knob. I turn it a bit, but it seems to be pretty tight. There is something about a button too.

      Fragments:

      (5) A house with “ghosts”, or things that are pretending to be ghosts. They are talking together about how to get some kind of treasure, like gems and gold, and such.

      (6) Driving somewhere. There is a guy standing at a curve in the road. I think he might be going to ask me for money as I go by, but he doesn’t say anything. I pull into the parking lot of a grocery store. There are one or two people walking around that want to avoid, and do so. I go into the store. There are a couple of blueberries on the floor, which I pick up. After a while they become cherries. I look around for more of these, because they look pretty good and I want to buy some. I don’t see any, though. I come across some woman and we talk about the fruit selection, I think.

      (7) Coming back into my apartment from somewhere and sitting down. I have a drink of something, with ice in it. I also want to write, or use the laptop, or something, and pull out a large slab of ice to rest the notebook or laptop on.

      (8) Writing a list of the things that I have dreamed about. This includes the giveaway and the ghosts, and a bunch of other things. Or maybe I’m looking at a list of things that I dream about and notice that these things are on there.

      (9?) Violent scenes that include scenes of crucifixion. It is gruesome, but I also realize that this brought about my purification (through Christ) and so I see something beautiful in it. (Not sure if this was a separate fragment though).
    12. Winter Competition 12.7.2022

      by , 12-09-2022 at 04:19 AM
      Taken from my offline dream journal.

      12.7.2022

      Dad and Guns

      I go back home (my old home) from somewhere. Or maybe I get up in the morning and go to the kitchen. My Dad is sitting there. Or maybe I was there and my Dad came in. Anyway, instead of talking to him, I start talking to my friend from Kenya over WhatsApp. Then I think that I should probably talk to my Dad, so I stop talking with my friend and talk with my Dad instead. I look outside, and there is a car pulling into the driveway. It is dark out, and if it was breakfast earlier it seems to be night now. I don’t recognize the car, and I think the license plate is from out of state. A woman gets out and comes to the door. My Dad goes to answer the door and the woman pulls out a gun and points it at him. I grab for a gun that is in a box on the table next to me and point it at her. She doesn’t drop the gun, and I start to think that my gun might not be loaded. I find my Mom’s Derringer instead, and exchange guns. Then the dream seems to become more concerned with whether or not my mother has been keeping a loaded Derringer around the house, which I don’t think is safe. I’m a bit conflicted though, because I think that it might not be safe to have an unloaded gun either (in case something like what just happened happened). But I decide that I should unload the Derringer in the end. I open it up, and see two bullets in the chambers. The more I look, the more chambers there are, and they are loaded. In the end, there is something like 20 chambers with bullets in them in this gun. I work on prying the bullets out.

      Former House Dream

      My Mom and I go to visit one of the homes we lived in when I was growing up. At first it’s more like I’m imagining going there, because I’m looking at things and thinking that if the new owners have painted over them I could remove the paint and restore things to what they used to look like. I touch walls and trim and say things like “hello, old friend”. My mother calls my attention to something splattered on the ceiling. We discuss what we might have done to make a mess on the ceiling. Then my Mom decides that we should leave. I say something like: “that’s a good idea. I have so many dreams where we are back in this house, and while we are here the new owners show up”. Then I look out the front window, and the new owners are pulling into the driveway. We exit the house and Mom locks up behind us (she has a key to the house). We go to our cars as the new owners reach the house. My Mom says something to them, and they don’t seem to concerned that we have been prowling around their house. Driving down the road, I think something about how it would be nice to be friends with the guy who lives there now, and to be able to hang out in the house.

      Fragments:

      (1) For some reason I’m wearing purple lingerie (I’m a man, by the way). This includes some kind of skirt-like thing and a bra. I look at myself in the mirror and then think that I shouldn’t be wearing women’s clothes. “But,” I think to myself, “how do I know that these are women’s clothes? This might be a man’s bra.” Then I start thinking that there probably is no such thing as a man’s bra.
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    13. Winter Competition 12.6.2022

      by , 12-07-2022 at 01:01 AM
      WBTB about 3:30am

      Grandparents’ House Dream

      At my grandparents’ old house. My mother and brother are there. We have to clean up some things, apparently. My Mom makes me go into the living room to pick up some things, but she and my brother disappear. Meanwhile, a big truck comes along and lowers a small crane thing into the living room through the ceiling somehow. This is to attach large items to so that they can hoist them out. It seems as though we are moving. I get kind of annoyed that I have to do all this work while my Mother and Brother are not helping. I go looking for them, but can’t find them (I think, anyway. There was another piece of this or another dream involving my grandfather. We had heard a loud crashing sound from the garage while my grandmother and grandfather were returning from somewhere. My grandmother came into the house, but my grandfather had not yet come in. After a little bit, I get kind of worried and go out to the garage to look for him. I look around, but can’t find him. This incident and the part where I’m looking for my mother and brother seem to be a little mixed up in my memory – they might even have been the same thing). My mother and brother come back after a while, and won’t say where they have been. They seem a little smug, in my opinion. Then I hear them talking about “putting a sign up” or something like that, inviting people to come and take things. I get the idea that it was a storage unit, and think that it was probably my grandmother’s storage unit that they went to. They must be clearing it out, without even seeing if I wanted anything first!

      (At this point, things are a bit muddled. I might have run out trying to get to the storage unit before it was cleared out. But there is another dream episode that I remember that feels like it started to pick up here. And some of this might even have been more than one other dream. For the sake of the competition though, I’ll count the following part as the same dream.)

      There is a box on a shelf nearby, which contains a copy of the Myst computer game (or maybe even Myst itself). It makes sounds, and I think someone might want to take it. I might grab it or something to take it away and hide it. Then (?) I go out into the garage. There is some medieval/Middle Earth like thing going on. A villainous ruler, or something, wants to poison (?) a hero. There is supposed to be someone working to prevent this, but in the end the vial of liquid (which was vital to preventing the poisoning) is broken...

      Running and Hiding

      My brother and I are walking down a road. We pass a mentally ill woman who is dragging two soft drink cans behind her on strings. She gives these to me, and I start dragging them. My brother and I talk about this, and he doesn’t think I should be dragging these things for her. I decide to leave the strings on a road sign nearby (although my attempt to wrap the strings around the post fails and they just fall off). I still have one or two of the cans, which I end up just tossing into the ditch. Then the dream becomes a situation in which my brother and I are trying to hide from this woman, who is following us. We go off into the countryside, and I’m concerned that the woman will be able to track us. My brother doesn’t think that’s likely, but I’m still a bit concerned. I duck down behind some shrubbery to hide, and then get back up and keep going. Now it seems that I’m alone, pulling two wagons through the woods. I pull them over a fallen tree, but then come across a tree that is laying across the path and is too high to pull the wagons over. I look around, and find a path to the right where I think I can get the wagons through one at a time. I pull the first one through and park it near a road on the other side of the obstruction. Then I go back for the other one, but as I do so I notice that there are people around. I feel the need to hide from them, and the woods are sparse where I am now. I try to duck behind a tree, and end up jumping down on the ground to try to hide myself. Two kids come along, and eventually spot me. It turns out that I’m just playing some kind of game, or at least that’s what I tell them. Now they have blown my cover though.

      Fragments:

      (1) Something about Sherlock Holmes (I think this was a longer dream, but I don’t remember much of it now)

      (2) A Bible school activity, or something, involving mud and shaving cream. I want to participate, but end up just having to watch remotely through some kind of screen.

      (3) Fighting (?) in some woods. Also a game-like map. There are sticks (we fight with the sticks?) Kind of LOTR fantasy-like in a way. I don’t really see the map, but as I move from place to place there are descriptions of what it is like at each place. One spot is a swamp, I think. Another spot is an elevator.

      (4) Swinging on a rope, or a vine, or something. I swing out over a hillside and recognize the place below me. I feel kind of triumphant that I recognize the place, almost like I know it’s a dream on some level and am glad that I identified the location. I then walk along the ground a bit, trying to make my way to the top of the hill without getting too close to people or their houses. Apparently this is earlier on in the pandemic, and people might be afraid that if I even walk near their house I might spread Covid to them. I try to stay near the river at the bottom of the hill, but it seems to be difficult to avoid getting close to houses.

      (5) At my grandparents’ old house. I’m on a laptop checking out Dreamviews. Meanwhile, someone on the other side of the room starts a live stream of himself through Dreamviews. I start to say something in response to the live stream, and my voice comes through the speaker of my laptop and I think there might be a bit of feedback. I realize that they guy on the other side of the room is one of the other Dreamviews members. That’s kind of exciting. I go and introduce myself as cedwards105. He introduces himself too, but his username was something difficult to remember with a bunch of numbers and/or letters in it. He seems to be a heavier built man, with a kind of purplish scarf/beard thing around his neck.

      I think I had a near WILD experience at one point. The hypnogogia was quite vivid, and I still seemed to be pretty lucid. I was looking at some words and trying to see if I could read them, but the letters kept changing on me. It might have even been a dream by this point, but I just don't know for sure.
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    14. Winter Competition 12.5.2022

      by , 12-05-2022 at 06:43 PM
      12.5.2022

      Apartment, Sick Girl, and Keys

      At the apartment. Mom and some other people are here. This might also be my grandmother’s house. There is a little girl there, who is sick. My mother and at least one other person are going to take her to a hospital. I plan to go along, but while I’m getting ready to go they leave without me. There are two cars going at this point. This makes me so frustrated that I throw my keys out into the road in exasperation. After they have gone I go to look for my keys. There is traffic on the road, and it is raining too. This makes the search for the keys harder. I start a monolog that seems to be part prayer, part talking to myself, and part talking to the keys. I become a little crazed with my search for the keys and realize that I’m starting to talk like Gollum talking to the ring. The cars are going to be coming back soon. A woman says something to that effect (it’s going to be her last trip, or something – which means that the cars are about done with their trip).

      The dream seems to shift a little bit, and now I’m rummaging through some clutter on a desk looking for the keys. There is at least one other person with me, and they are talking about how the place we are at seems like some kind of illegal strip joint. It’s as though they employ men to dress as women but pass them off as actual women to customers. Somehow the police get involved. In the meantime, I find my keys and start kissing them in celebration. There is something about closely examining the keys, which are also old coins at this point, looking at the things that are printed on them. Meanwhile, we go back across the street, and someone mentions the sausages laying on the ground (there are a few of these scattered on the ground).

      I don’t quite remember where the following scenes belong. They seem to be related to the above dream, so I guess I’ll have to count them all as part of the same dream for the competition.

      ...I get into the car this time as we drive to the hospital. It was either that or wait around for a long while with nothing to do. There appears to be a seat open for me in the car. As we leave, I mention that I’m not really familiar with driving in the area...

      In my “room” (wherever that is). I’m doing something – maybe taking a nap. I go outside, and people are doing things. I feel a bit disappointed that I have slept through what might have been fun. I don’t think I was in my room too long, but then it starts to look like I was in there for a couple of days. I don’t think I was sleeping the whole time though. I appear to have been writing poetry. This involved displaying words on the wall somehow...

      ...Throwing snowballs. I and a couple of other people seem to be having a snowball fight...(Yay!! Winter Theme!!)

      ...Someone tosses something (a snowball?) in front of a parked car, which triggers an explosive. This was part of their plan. Someone else does something similar...

      ...Talking to someone about a phrase like “being all alone on a hot June day”. It’s supposed to be a poetic description of something going on currently, I think. But there is snow outside...

      ...My neighbors are in a room playing a game. I kind of want to play too, but I don’t know if I would be invited. Also, I have to go to the bathroom. I use one bathroom, but after leaving I feel like I still have to go. I start wandering around a bit looking for another bathroom that I saw, but now I can’t seem to find it.

      Fragments

      (1) I’m in a space ship. Something makes me think that I should do a reality check, so I look at my left hand and count my fingers. There are six of them. I might do this check at least once more. I don’t recall what happened after that

      (2) At my Grandparents’ house. Martin Luther King Jr. calls. Apparently, he is a friend of the family. Someone is having a discussion about how they didn’t like to go see MLK because of the crowds. Somebody brings up something about overly aggressive police, or something.

      (3) Someone is working on a project, and needs to go to the town of Neffs to use a piece of equipment. I get excited, because I used to work in Neffs. After one failed attempt, I finally ask the person where they went, and it turns out that they went to my former workplace to use the equipment (a “joiner”, I think it was). There is some discussion about whether it is “Neff” or “Neffs”. I have the idea that there were two places, something like “North Neff” and “South Neff”. At some point they kind of merged, and are now called “Neffs”. Anyway, I reflect on how it would have been funny, but a little nerve-wracking, if I had had to go there to use the equipment. In such a case, I would end up working with my old boss and my current supervisor on the same project, and have two bosses at once.

      (4) I fell asleep in the midst of a large pile of assorted objects. It’s like the junk one would have stored in their garage, but also includes “religious tracts”. Sleeping here causes me to dream about the objects around me. There is something about my brother coming along to sleep nearby, and I seem to want to hide from him, I think. When I wake up (in the dream), I am reminded of the dreams that I had been having when I look at the things around me....
    15. Winter Competition 12.4.2022

      by , 12-05-2022 at 12:11 AM
      In a boat, fishing with Dad. I get a fish on the hook, and can tell that it’s a big one as we pull it in. It’s so large that the fishing line almost cuts into my fingers as we hoist it up on board. I think we might take a picture of it, then Dad takes it off the hook for me and sets it down by the side of the boat (inside the boat) to set it free. The fish hops up and over the rail like a little dog and re-enters the water...

      ...Some people cross a stretch of water that is dangerous in some way. It seems that they are escaping somewhere or trying to enter somewhere that they aren’t supposed to be. An alarm goes off, either to alert people about this swimming, or to alert the swimmers that they are in danger, or both. The swimmers cross and go up the bank on the other side...

      Note: water, boats, and fish are becoming common dream signs. Especially water. I don't know why I'm not catching these. Maybe my dream mind was doing something there by "catching" the fish.
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