Charles3

Didn't get sleepy until 10:00 P M... Going to bed now...
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(ZZZ)

Round 1 of dreams.

I woke from round 1 of dreams with a surprising amount of recall. The first thing I remember was that this area had no water. I was with some friends, and we wanted to help provide them with water. We had a delivery truck and some sort of water supply... That's all I remember for that part.

I remember one of my friends in that group, or my sister, had this red rocket-shaped toy. They wanted to play catch with it. It bounced around. I didn't want to play catch with it, due to the shape.

I actually dreamed that I was in a church. That was ironic because earlier that day I had said I will never go into a church again. I guess I meant in waking life. Anyway there were some parts I forgot. But there was something about donation basket being passed. I was deciding to put in one dollar or two, and decided to put just one. I wondered if people who saw my amount would judge me, but a dollar was a lot to part with!

There was an interesting scene where a giant Pokemon appeared. I forgot what Pokemon. Maybe a dream original. I was Ash and I had some of the standard Ash Pokemon, one of them being Charizard. I sent out Charizard but also used mind powers to open a hole in the ground, get the big misunderstood creature to go in there, and then sealed it back up. The cracks in the ground even dissappeared.

But it came back out. I remember fighting it with Charizard. I ended up doing this arm movement, like a karate chop with my left arm... Which transitioned into being a very silly joke some how. R M or R K was there, laughing at my joke.

I remember something near a stage. And something with R M trying to sell me something, but as a joke. He was making a joke about advertisers and sales people in the way he presented the item. It was a vitamin or protein thing. I pretended to want to buy it.

Then I remember being in a bath tub. I was just wondering how the type of coffin someone gets place in when they die affects the quality of their life after death. Also, how does where they get buried affect it. The thoughts kind of worried me.

I remember another scene where a woman was sharing. It was like a meeting with lots of rows of desks. New people, male and female, had shared before her. She commented on how it was nice to have the "patriarch" and "matriarch" of the meeting. At that point a guy walked by, kind of like P B, and said, "There's no cross talk in the meeting. Including satirical." Someone else said to him, "You can't interrupt her share, even to announce the cross talk rules."

He pulled out an ACA red book to show us some things. The pages had big hand written "letters" which didn't correspond to letters in waking life. I remember laughing at the silliness and almost waking up.

I also remember a part where this military guy was saying how they were poisoning his eggs. But he couldn't escape. He was either in prison or in the military. It reminds me of how I am being "poisoned" by E M I but not able to escape it.

I did an RBFA but re-remembered it all again later.

(ZZZ)

Round 2 of dreams.

I remember being at my house from college, and trying to access the internet. Eventually, I got on, but I could only find a few forums. I couldn't find my usual forums. One forum was about Pokemon, and only had 2 pages. The other was about E M I related stuff.

I guess I forgot some middle parts.

I remember sitting with a group of people. The topic of eating came up and I said how I had worked through O A and Grey Sheet and now I do my own thing. There was a woman accross from me who seemed interested in talking to me some more. We exchanged contact information. We said our phone numbers at the same time, and it turned out that we both had the same first six digits.

I gave her my number and e-mail. Making sure to say it was a land line, so no texting. I remember writing on the top right corner of a sheet of paper. careful not to use the whole sheet. My hand writing came out a little funny. I wrote my e-mail down, too.

Then another guy came along and he seemed mad at me for standing up to smokers. He was physically intimidating and I figured I'd be better off leaving. I remember being at some kind of bar type of place. There was a poison stick in an ash tray, with a line of smoking floating up from it, but it the colors were inverted. I figured I would want to leave around then.

I remember trying to leave. It was like W W. But when I tried to leave there was a stair well thing, with a wooden panel over one side, and a screen near the exit. I hid between the wooden panel and the screen, not sure the coast was clear on the one side. But knowing that on the other side, there was a guy blaming his kids for all his problems. And another guy encouraging him to keep blaming his kids for all his problems! How silly.

When the coast was finally clear, I went out through the screen. I'm not sure if this was when I came up through a hole in the floor of another room. It was like the break room for workers at a restaurant. One of the chefs was in there, and some other people. I came up through the floor in a harness thing. They made fun of me for needing the harness. I tried to explain my self a little but then just decided to leave while I still could.

I remember thoughts of walking along a beach, which would have been near W W. And being stopped by "police" who happened to be religious, so they had a conflict of interest. But they pressured me to go back based on their religious bias. I don't know if I actually experienced that dream, or just thought of it.

I remember Ms. S, a high school language teacher, having some kind of online career going. She was struggling to make ends meet and was thinking of what else she could possibly do. More to it that I forgot...

I remember going to this out door restaurant place. Maybe it was my job in the dream. But I told off my boss. Saying that I didn't want to set tables or whatever it was. And I think some of the conditions were inhumane. I remember seeing T H sitting at a table with a bowl of apples. Each apple had some kind of comb in it, like it was the way of preparing them.

When I woke from those, I was half way in a stream of thought for a while. Once I came to full consciousness I was still able to recall the dreams though.

(ZZZ)

round 3 of dreams.

All I remembered from these was being on a phone meeting. The moderator needed someone to help moderate the meeting for a while. One woman came in to offer to help. I also offered to help. It became competitive for which one of us would get to help. I forgot the rest. I remember being in my house, at a table near the wi fi router, or in my room. Maybe someone was digging or doing yard work outside.

I couldn't remember anything from round 3 when I'd woken up. I only remembered that detail after reviewing rounds 1 and 2 in my mind a little.

I didn't get back to sleep after that. It was already around 6. I tried to go to bed earlier but couldn't sleep until after 10. Well, I am beginning to face the E M I problems more squarely.