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    1. A Month in Review

      by , 03-29-2021 at 06:44 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      3/2/20

      I am in my godmother's house with her many kids
      I am baking
      She gets frustrated by my spilling flour
      I tell her I will clean up
      When I'm done I wipe it all up
      The bread is a small breadstick someone asks me about
      They compliment me
      I notice the house is dirty
      I spend maybe 30 minutes cleaning up their living room of debris and paper left from the kids playing
      My godfather is very surprised and pleased at the end result
      He mentions having a special time on certain days where we can clean like that, as the whole house is disorderly
      I am fine with it because it's superficial cleaning and wouldn't take any time at all

      Transitions to walking down a street with old highschool friends/church friends
      There are several youth group bands set up all singing the same music along the street.
      I have a rolling table stand I am leaning on and roll it over to watch the groups play in unison
      Suddenly a band behind everyone starts playing their own music
      It's not bad it's just not what other people are playing
      The other bands stop and seem confused so they turn around and watch the new band play
      I stand with friends and lean on my pummel horse type stand table while watching

      I am walking down the street with friends again
      My buddy Nate decides to hit on some girls we are walking by
      He tells them he wants to show them something
      We all get on a shuttle/bus that has a sound system
      We all have headphones we plug into their sound ports
      He is playing some song for them he wants the girls to listen to
      I am confused because the music isn't that great
      He then tells one of the girls that she looks just like the lead singer of this band and he thought she would think it was cool
      People are somewhat impartial
      We all now take turns playing music for each other to listen to
      I tell the group it would be cool if we randomly played a song and had the group guess who was the one who selected it as a game
      People like that idea
      We only get a couple of songs in
      One is apparent because it's a sappy hills CW type song that is definitely this helpless romantic girl sitting in the front who used to have a crush on me

      I now notice that I have two small fuzzy very very newborn baby birds sitting on my head
      They seem incredibly premature and I'm not sure they will make it
      I carefully remove them from my head and place them down on a counter
      They are both still alive but I gather they will need some serious care
      I am in a run-down market like a dollar store with no attendant so I start rummaging around looking for materials to build a nest/make food/administer it to them
      I've only seen a few videos of people taking care of birds this young and small
      I get some soft towels and find some creamy soup I wonder how I will keep them warm and look for a hot water bottle
      The attendant comes out and looks confused
      I tell them the situation and show them the birds, they are relieved and sympathetic to my cause


      3/05/20

      Driving w mom in a smart car
      She drives off the road, on a log, and almost over a cliff
      I carry the car backward and turn it around by hand

      I am driving through a winter storm with an older woman in the car
      It is a 50's classic now
      The controls are two levers
      It is tricky but manageable
      Highway speeds but tons of snow and ice on the road

      I am kidnapped by a larger bald man with glasses
      He takes us (myself and three siblings) to some old house in the middle of nowhere
      He has an incestuous family
      His kids don't wear clothes and they are all dirty
      I escape with my sister
      We make it a town over before he finds us
      He takes me in a car to a meeting
      The meeting is in an old dim looking pool hall/bar
      They are having a sacrificial service
      They are burning a toddler
      I don't want to be there
      It is a celebration for them they are all dressed up and communing like it is a holiday for them
      I am disgusted and try to leave several times
      Each time he walks me back in and forces me to watch
      It is smokey in the room
      I escape and make it to my car while everyone is leaving
      I call the police to report what is going on
      It occurs to me there were many firefighters and police there and They may be everywhere
      The guy on the other end of the phone seems unphased
      I hang up and key into my car and start to drive away


      3/06/20

      Being given a tour of the space shuttle that is a mix of Saturn v
      There are a few of us standing on the core up high
      There is a screen that simulates the heights and I stand to the side because it is almost disorienting
      Just then the top opens up and we are lowered down the sides almost like a ride
      We each have a chest strap holder like a roller coaster and we line the inside of the craft facing each other
      I wonder if Starship could hold people like this

      I am in a classroom with people I went to high school with
      The math teacher seems hip
      He has long dark hair with some grey streaks
      He also wears black-rimmed glasses
      He has a unique sense of humor and the students like him
      There is a note taped to the front board talking about how his wife left him
      It seems like it's meant to be a morose joke
      A kid I went to high school with is singing/beatboxing a song and everyone is listening to him
      I have the sudden realization that I am too old to be here
      It frustrates me
      I say out loud realizing it is a dream
      'why am I even here? I am too old to be in school!"
      Everyone stops and the teacher looks at me
      The teacher begins talking to me directly
      I don't recall everything he says but he tells me something along the lines of "because you want to learn" it is true, I have been asking to be taught by my dreams
      I just didn't expect it to be so literal
      He explains a few things to me and his voice becomes jibberish
      I begin to wake up
      I remain still and focus on the dream and talking to him
      The dream reappears around me exactly as before with fewer students in there with me
      This happens a few times and I am able to reform the dream and reappear in the same classroom always with the teacher
      The last time I reappear the colours are off in the room
      I ask him why things look different now
      It is almost night time and there are no lights
      I manifest small flames in my right hand and intend them to go along the wall in the back of the classroom, with each one the room gets brighter
      Once they line the back wall they begin to dim and flicker
      I intend them all to be brighter at once and they do
      The room is brightly lit now
      Our studies continue

      I am in the back of a department store mixed with a chemical facility it seems
      There is an invisible person wrestling with me
      I ask them to help me carry cans of a beverage out and they oblige
      I see a girl I used to know hooking up with one of the guys in the bathroom
      They are shocked I walked in but I don't care I just have to urinate really badly
      I set up to pee and go for what seems like minutes
      The guy looks over at me amazed that I am going for so long
      The relief feels amazing
      My penis hangs down past the knee of my shorts when I am done, I don't care

      I am in a gas station/head shop
      I purchase a large water pipe and a smaller rig for oil that looks like the nectar collector but more convoluted
      For some reason, I throw a small weight through a Pepsi machine and it puts a hole in the front of it
      Whenever someone uses water on the beverage station, pop spews out the hole
      I find the water cut off and switch it off to fix the problem
      I find the water hookup to the machine that was broken and unplug it
      I am now able to turn the water back on and other dispensers work


      3/07/20

      There's a taco truck part of a cultural festival thing
      The tacos are super cheap and we buy a few to eat
      Like a dollar apiece
      I have a backpack full of money

      In a friend's house, it is super big with many gadgets and an expensive computer and a voice-activated shower
      I am the rich kid doing some promotional tv spot
      I am walking on top of a telephone booth and something else that is mostly glass
      It breaks with my step and I crash through it falling to the ground
      Broken glass is everywhere
      I am bloody and covered in thousands of small glass shards
      My stomach is cut up too
      I can walk fine but everything stings
      I go to the large house and tell the shower to turn on
      It is a large walk-in room attached to the bedroom
      The water is at the perfect temperature
      I try to clean myself but some glass still remains
      I am picking glass out of my skin the entire dream
      I notice several cars driving down the long driveway from the bedroom which is on the second story
      My friend's siblings have all arrived
      They are all older
      My friend offers me some shrooms to take for our trip
      I eat one to microdose but never end up feeling anything
      They are large like baby bellas not small like normal shrooms
      He turns everything off in his room but tells me to leave his windows open
      The screens are still in place
      We go downstairs and meet his siblings who are all of various ages much older than us
      One of his brothers has a hang drum he is playing on the stage in their front yard
      I want to play it but never make it onto the stage


      3/12/20

      Driving see a circle of sunlight on the moon that fades in a minute or two
      Parked at a campground that is also the parking lot of the spa
      Kevin is giving me a tour of the new facilities
      Everything is updated and newer futuristic looking
      I am crying because I am back
      I pack up and go to leave the parking lot
      Drive down the street before I realize I forgot things on the ground by my campsite
      A necklace and a few more things
      Drive back and there is another car parked in the lot
      I pick up my things slowly and a guy walks up to me and asks me if 73-year-olds can float
      We talk about the tanks while I walk up to the spa with him
      I tell him I was just leaving but I'm happy to talk to him
      He is impressed with my knowledge and glad to talk to me
      I tell him to tell the people in the spa about me
      Mark is standing in the other room talking to other employees

      Fast forward
      I am in a camper/RV
      I am looking at my body and it looks like someone else's body
      My ribs pulsate and roll like a fish out of water
      My elbow has an exposed joint like a puppet
      I am made of a flesh coloured plastic material
      My arm is many mechanisms
      Someone is shocked I don't look human
      I may be an alien
      I say oh, those? Those are just my tubes


      3/14/20

      Some kind of political action event in a long hallway
      People are lined up to hear different other people talk at certain intervals
      There is a woman in a chair trying to talk to people but no one is listening because she isn't official
      There is a man reciting the Hare Krishna
      Everyone joins in and sings
      There is a dance troupe of guys doing a pre-rehearsed dance routine
      I join in for the fun of it but I don't know the dance
      He tells me for the next segment I need a pair of boots
      I don't have any
      They have a special shoe with a brick on one foot
      It is like a stomp routine
      Later he asks me why I didn't dance as tight as them
      I told him I'm not a dancer but I like to dance
      I have no formal training
      He is sitting at a computer
      Upstairs there is a girl who has an amateur bakery in her room
      Her oven is a wood stove made of plywood
      There are tons of fresh baked bread rolls and sourdough in forms
      Everyone seems to be really impressed with her
      She is surrounded by older men trying to court her
      I wait until fewer people are there and begin talking to her questioning about the oven and how it's constructed
      I tell her I wish my parents let me have an oven in my room when I was younger
      It is all a sort of historical reproduction now
      There are hundreds of smaller birds that I thought were moths at first
      They are tiny like the size of cicadas
      They obviously are there for the crumbs
      I ask her who eats the birds
      And a cat appears and catches one on the floor
      She says see, a perfect ecosystem
      We have a conversation about historical reproduction and how someone a hundred years ago would never imagine that we would be baking bread the same way but then jump in our car and go a hundred miles an hour down the highway
      She turns down many gentlemen callers
      Our conversation is pleasant


      3/15/20

      Elon tells me to collect foliage
      They capture a dinosaur and take it across the street
      I have a special calculator that is an mp3 player for Victor
      Nikki falls weird while trying to snowboard down a mountain with fresh powder
      We rescue her and she is embarrassed

      I'm in a large airport terminal/arcade like a futuristic dave and busters
      I am taking a trip overseas with Guy with Ginny too
      I realize last minute I don't have a clothes bag packed and go back to pack clothes
      I'm walking through the terminal and can't find my clothes anywhere
      There is a leak from the ceiling and a couple of small pools of water on the floor
      A worker middle-aged woman tells me not to step there and I don't listen and slip slightly but maintain my step
      She gets mad at me and tells me she is going to get me in trouble
      I ask her if she is a middle school teacher because she's bad at ordering people around
      A cop/guard comes over to me later and is annoyed the woman bothered him for such a stupid reason, he mocks her in front of me


      3/16/20

      Sitting at a four-top table with three other middle-aged women
      They are silently bidding on fancy plates to eat pizza with a fork and knife on
      The woman I am paired up with tells me she only puts one slice on a plate at a time
      We all put our heads down to bid
      I don't understand the process and they are all seasoned in it
      I look at my phone and swipe away a few messages
      The lady across from me chastised me for not paying attention and looking at my phone
      I look up and begin to yell at her and tell them that they are all petty as fuck and this whole process is stupid as hell and I walk away out of the store

      Down the street, I see Nikki by a large tree next to a river
      We hang out and it is a pleasant rekindling
      I am suddenly large and cut like Karl urban we begin to hook up but I am also watching it happen
      As the intercourse progresses there is a power-play between who is in control
      Her face gets blood red and pulsed like she is lifting weights and she grows a beard as she becomes more forceful
      The me I am watching asks her why can't I just love you like I used to, and she shrugs

      I am in a Halloween store with my mother and there are workers in costume just casually walking around
      I go to the makeup section to browse
      There is an upstairs loft that isn't too populated but has a guy sitting at a desk
      He is selling laser-cut temporary tattoos that literally burn complicated designs into your skin but shed within a day or two
      He shows me some demos and I am impressed
      It looks like it hurts but he assures me it's quick and painless, he also shows me pictures of how quickly it fades, I think it's a great idea
      There is a small snack shop connected to the costume store that has three mini sliders for sale
      They have 3 of them put together to show the workers on a shelf up high with a mirror directed to show the reflection
      They seem tasty but I don't try any
      There is a drive-thru

      I am suddenly in a Mexican restaurant of sorts back in the kitchen
      I gather I am a server but hanging out with the cooks
      I see one of the cooks eating his lunch real quick
      There is a paper towel dispenser which is full of long flat tortillas rolled up
      His burrito is half hanging from the ripping part as he eats the remainder
      I take both hands and pull out the last bit and ask him if I can have it while it's already in my hands
      He shrugs and I realize I should have asked before grabbing the food with both hands
      I apologize and begin to eat it.
      It's dry but flavorful

      I am a cowboy in the western 19th century
      I am with a troupe who take over some ritzy plantation with force
      We threaten with guns but aren't overly violent
      The slaves are all worried at first but I assure them they are all free now and don't have to worry about anything
      They are all african american women in their 20s and 30s and they are surprised and happy to be freed by us
      The plantation owners aren't very pleased but go along with it
      We all sit down to have a meal and serve ourselves family-style dishes
      I have huge portions on my plate of coleslaw green beans and potato salad
      It all tastes really good and I talk to the people around the table about how southern food tastes so much better when you're in the south
      There is someone in my troupe who is severely prejudice against army soldiers and there is a soldier who is in the room too
      He tries to fight him and wants to kill him outside
      More army shows up and there is a large explosion


      3/17/20

      There were several episodes to my memory recall. But it picks up. And I am in a homie warm large cottage, that seems like it's at a summer camp or something. Surrounded by people that are there at the camp and they are familiar to me like festival.

      There seems to be a kind of war. For the battle between the two sides, one is a red side one is a blue side people are dressed like pirates, but also like festival ware.

      I talk to a guy who has multiple large sticks/logs, and one of them looks like a didgeridoo. I ask him if it's a didge and he says, I don't think so but it might be and I ask him if there's a hole in the center. I take it from him and begin to look and notice that the log is larger than I thought it was at an off angle and there is a hollow hole through the center of the trunk, but there are many cobwebs and debris inside of it and I don't feel like putting my mouth on the end to see if it reverberates like a didgeridoo.

      At a certain point, there was a female companion with me who felt very warm. We were connected in a way that we knew each other prior to this experience. We spent time alone away from the group, we were inside of almost like a hanging woven wooden egg-shaped chair we sat in together and there was a spell put on the chair so that no one else could see that we were in it even while standing next to us. There was this overarching theme of magic. Like maybe we were magical creatures or we were hanging around magical creatures.

      There are some memory gaps and it transitions to me exploring the outside area and there are multiple buildings all connected with a flat black asphalt pathway, that is almost as wide as a road and is very smooth and glossy. To move quickly. I put rocks under my feet and I'm able to slide down the hill very easily almost like I'm ice skating.

      I see someone else pass me on the other side of the walkway only they are riding a flat disc-like sled. They look at me laughingly and are curious at what's on my feet as they pass me by going the opposite direction. I go to the far edges of the area and there's an older building that doesn't really seem to be used anymore, but there is a small family out front and I gather that he is making fake bigfoot plasters imprints And they are worried that I will catch them in what they are doing, but I pretend not to notice and ask them questions about the building. They say they will open the doors for me but no one is in there, so I don't really care. I end up walking through one of the glass panes into the building and it's like a science museum child's education center. With cartoonish graphics on the walls amongst other things but it is barren and no one is in there. I walk out and tell them what's the point of having a lock on the door if their windows are open, I continue walking around the campus.

      I am suddenly in a theater/arcade area where everything has neon lights. They are low lit like pink neons and green neons and everything feels retro almost like from the 80s. I don't recognize anybody anymore and there are many older games that are being projected on a movie screen in a theater that people are playing. I ask a guy sitting upon a stool playing an old box arcade game what year it is and he says, it's 1980 I say, oh shit I must have time-traveled again. Now realizing that I am stuck in another time. I can't figure out how to get back, so I just wander around and explore the area trying to get to where I came from. Every new opening seems to lead to a new area. None of which looks like the place I was in before.

      There's a big open midway. That seems like the opening of a movie theater with many different doorways going in different directions, it almost feels like a science museum. But more like a theater and everything is still retro colored and the people even are dressed in the style that was popular in the eighties.


      3/18/20

      I am in India
      There is a strong current river next to the town I am in there is a long tube wave down the length of it
      I befriend a young girl who identifies as a boy but she looks more androgenous
      We venture around the markets of the town and they seem quaint and simple, yet familiar
      I have one day left in India before I have to travel back and I am trying to figure out where to go to spend it
      I have a conversation about which part of India is more Muslim and which is more Indian traditional
      We are taken to an Indian temple that hosts pagan rituals
      There are several guys in the group who seem like posers to me
      They want to be baptized in pigs blood
      They are lowered into aquariums full of blood and act super affected by the ritual
      While this is happening the temple is lit with a green glow, it is night time
      I begin coughing hard and a long bloody hairy mess comes out of my throat
      I cough up this bundle of blood and hair and feel incredibly relieved when it is all out, it takes a minute or two to drag it out
      I am annoyed at the white guys who paid to have the faux ceremony and gather it is a service the locals provide to tourists who don't know any better

      We are at a convenience store and the guys are being rude and rambunctious
      I have painstakingly baked a cheesecake from scratch and one of the guys found it and ate it all
      I am pissed off because I have to shave
      I grab his mouth and press the remaining cake out of his mouth and smear it on my face to shave with
      I wipe it off with napkins
      We find a snack dispenser that has reusable plastic bags under it of different sizes to our snacks in, I am trying to do the bat conversion to figure out if I have enough money left over to buy some

      There is a large overweight man who comes into the store and pushes over a girl in our group
      I start hitting him with pipe pieces on the floor and he is shocked
      He claims innocence and was just trying to get her attention
      He walks back into the kitchen and asks for hours to work, they put him to work


      3/20/20

      Cooking school under one chef she is female
      We are in blue and red teams
      She asks me to make chocolate ice cream with thousand island
      I spend time walking around looking for the recipe folder
      My friend from my last restaurant job is in the crowd and wants to talk about aliens but I am busy trying to put the recipe together
      It ends up looking like a hamburger bun with ice cream in the middle
      I ask the chef if they are macaroons
      She says no that would be cream on cream
      we take a field trip to Tel Aviv to sample traditional food
      I am excited because it looks very authentic and the restaurant is filled with locals
      We file into booths along the wall
      There are mostly females and I am one of the few guys
      We look at menus and I order a coconut shrimp appetizer but don't remember ordering my main course
      The restaurant seems to be meat-based
      After we place our orders we are ushered next door to a warm springs spa where we can relax and get massages and general pampering
      It is very relaxing and the water feels great
      We are all in our bathing suits
      After some time we finish as a group and begin to congregate in front of the restaurant next door for our meal
      One guy in the group is trying to complain/make a joke that we should all be in our trousers to relax, but he is wearing a long traditional dress and so am I. He says "everyone is wearing their trousers come on", I reply slyly, "Oh really? Everyone huh?" Sarcastically, people giggle at me and the teacher next to me laughs at my observation that he is not in trousers
      We sit in new tables this time that are rectangular heavy wooden tables with wooden chairs all around
      There are maybe a dozen such large tables in the hall
      Just as people around us are getting their food a very large crowd of maybe 50 Muslim men arrive in the open-ended restaurant all cheering clapping and singing
      They go from table to table one at a time lifting every chair and table up to shoulder length while chanting a certain prayer or blessing very loudly
      When this happens I notice the women lean backward and throw their heads back and the men lean forward and bow over their table
      I want to watch but an obese man at the table next to me grabs my neck/head and holds it down during one of the blessings
      When they get to our table the food is already on it but we all stand up and let them lift our chairs and table while we stand by and attempt to sing along with the blessing
      Once they finish the whole crowd departs as quickly as they arrived singing and clapping getting quieter as they leave the area
      The whole experience was energetic and mystical almost otherworldly
      We are now sitting at our table looking at the food which has been sat in front of us. I don't remember what main I ordered but I am sure I don't have the right food, other people's meat looks really good but I think I may only have an appetizer
      The dream fades as I look around the table at everyone's entree, wondering if this is family-style or if we are only allowed to eat what we ordered.


      3/21/20

      At a rodeo wearing a long tan coat
      There are many people there
      A native american girl keeping giving me weird looks
      A guy tries to sell me his run-down jeep cherokee for $400
      Jake Neely runs around like a wild beast chasing a cow
      I have a sniper rifle


      3/22/20

      Purple electrical storms
      5 tornadoes/dust devil's
      Eat waffle house to go
      At a school after hours hanging with a teacher

      A large america festival with thousands of people closely packed in
      Run by a company that sells fake underwater experiences using fish tanks and backdrops

      At some underground party/festival and hear a band playing in the basement
      I see a guy who looks like weird al there is no one downstairs watching
      The band sounds awesome like electro-funk and they are wearing costumes like cybertronic spree
      Lasers and light effects and smoke, it is an entrancing show
      I watch and groove for a while and a couple of people show up and are super surprised that I didn't come specifically to see the band and don't know their names
      They both are wearing cybertronic spree t-shirts
      they go back to the band manager and tell them I am living in 2015 and don't know anything but that they need promo people and I might be useful

      Something about Bin Laden coming down a river in a boat to see me
      I have two books I take with me
      We sit in the boat, it feels Egyptian
      We talk for a while
      Afterward, a guy who works for him tells me he is impressed that I talk to girls every day


      3/23/20

      Going to Wayne's house for shamanic group
      There are many people I don't recognize
      A lot of them are young
      Gin is with me
      We watch a pixar movie about a dragon that changes colours
      There is a balloon made of glass in the room
      The shamanic practices never start
      I gather he doesn't practice anymore
      His wife left him and he lives alone

      I am trying to get to Wayne's house and driving the car through some shopping mall that is also a restaurant
      People are shocked I have a car on the walking path
      I ask a woman how to get to a certain address she tells me to follow her
      She leads me to another woman who starts to get a table for me
      I tell her I asked the other woman how to get to the address on this paper I have
      She rolls her eyes and walks away
      I decide to use my phone and google it
      I was close, his house is through a shop at the end of a corridor

      I leave Wayne's and walk down the block
      I am in Kettering by a large field
      I see Jack with his drum and many others showing up for an event
      There are maybe a hundred people there
      Jack tells me it's drum day, he asks me to move a garbage bin to the edge of the road so the smell doesn't blow into people while we play
      I am amazed there are so many people gathered.
      I am suddenly upset no one has masks on and everyone is pretending it is like before with no precautions
      I decide to go back to Wayne's to tell him about the drum circle
      He has no idea but is surprised by the coincidence
      He doesn't want to leave the house

      There is a cafe in the mall outside his house with a stage
      There are many musicians who gather to make music
      I have my guitar with me in its soft case but I don't play
      One of the musicians has a rattle that is many hands that clap when you shake it
      He has some monologue about how making tools to congratulate yourself stunts progress when you self reinforce without external checks
      A larger vehicle drives by that he made with dozens of the same rattles automatically shaking and cheers playing through loudspeakers
      It's like a mobile cheering and clapping crowd. But no one is clapping
      I am missing my guitar and go around the stage looking for it, I see several cases that are the same as mine but have other equipment in it
      I realize I left all my stuff in my car
      Someone has my possessions in a felt purse they put aside for me
      I jokingly ask if I can keep the bag and they say no
      I walk back to my car, a child asks me if I am looking for younger people, I say no I'm leaving now, everyone says bye to me

      I'm in a classroom that feels like a mix between an art room and a cafeteria
      I look at myself in the mirror and I am a younger blonde girl with odd shapes painted on my face like Bowie
      I get into a verbal argument with a table of obese african american girls sitting in front of me
      They were making fun of someone close to me and I began questioning them and telling them off
      One of them got up and started walking towards me
      I mock their actions asking them if they were going to hit me because they disagree with me
      I am on a roll and they don't know how to respond because everyone around them is astonished they are being told off by a little girl
      A bigger girl who looks trans begins to get an attitude with me, I tell her off just the same
      People are on my side because I am standing up to horrible people who are known bullies
      She eventually gets fed up and walks away
      People are happy for me
      I make a comment about something big as she walks away because I notice she is a head taller than everyone else
      People go ooooooooh and I feel like I have won the day

      *NSFW*
      Spoiler for NSFW:


      3/26/20

      Road trip south to Florida w family
      Get there and realize Gin isn't with us
      They say she's not invited and I get angry and yell
      It's a white house kinda run down I think it may be my uncle's second home
      We stay on the first floor
      I go to the basement to explore
      It is dark and cavernous like a dungeon
      Cody is with me as we venture from room to room
      There is water under the floor
      There are tons of red jellyfish looking creatures in the water
      I Google them on my phone
      I slip into the water once but they don't bother me
      Cody helps me up
      We go into a larger room that has metal bars all around the windows like a prison and a very large almost statue-like dagger/feather hanging diagonally from the ceiling through the room
      The whole room is musky and rank with cobwebs all over and vines hanging from the ceiling
      My mother's brother shows up and flips on the light switch to the room
      The lights flick on and everything looks normal now, flat white walls and tile floors
      I am shocked that it looked so crazy before and wonder what the effect is
      I pull out my flashlight on my phone and turn the lights to the room off again and shine it
      I see now the effect, the light shines through the thin walls and shows the bars in the other side of the windows and such
      The large feather dagger hanging from the middle of the room is gone
      I try to describe it and mention I have seen it before, I've been here before

      I am with a group of friends in a post-apocalyptic scenario
      Many people are migrating at once and there is chaos
      Large crowds of people walking down the street congregating at certain waypoints to meet with others
      At one of the waypoints I see a girl I used to know, only she looks slightly different
      I glance at her name tag and it says Elizabeth though I know her IRL name is Savannah
      I say loudly, Elizabeth eh? As I walk out of the crowded room with her to my back
      She is with one of her friends and calls out to me when we get outside
      I go back to her and we talk
      She looks different but still familiar, slightly rougher as if life has been tough for her
      She mentions she has a place where we can sleep for the night if we need
      My friends are very interested because we are nomadic survivors now and will take anything we can get
      It skips to the house where she offered us to stay
      We are all in one room and there are three beds in it
      The sheets are made but it feels like an old person's house
      I realize that people have died in these beds and there are towels on the floor at the end of the beds with fluids on them
      There is that stale putrid smell in the air
      I ask if it's true and she says yes, the place she works at deals with body removal and she gets to use whatever is leftover
      I am immediately bothered by the situation
      I cannot sleep in a bed that someone just died in
      Someone in the room questions me as to my hangups and I tell them
      "The fabric of space-time, the literal three-dimensional space is torn or altered by the transition when someone dies. This place is tainted by death"
      The person struggles to listen to me and kind of rolls their eyes at me
      I don't care and leave

      There is a fragment where I am with a large hispanic family
      One of them has started a food truck and is catering a party they are having
      Everything is free and laid out like a cookout
      People have their fill and there is still plenty of leftovers I pick through
      Some 7 layer taco dip
      Some chips, some tacos, and a tres leches cake with white icing
      It all tastes very good but I don't have any utensils and eat with my hands
      The icing goes everywhere

      I am on some gameshow with several over thieves and criminals
      We all take the same tour bus around town
      I gather the theme is something about who can steal the most without getting caught
      We are given nothing and no help
      But everyone must be secretive and no one really talks to each other
      At the store, one guy tries to take a large pallet of rolled quarters but is immediately caught by security
      I bend over to help and hand the stack of rolled quarters back to the guard
      While doing so I skim two rolls of the top with my fingers without anyone noticing
      Sweet I am broke and hungry as hell
      We are all walking around a grocery store trying to figure out what to buy to eat
      Everyone else is looking for packaged processed food
      I go to the fruit isle because it is the cheapest and best nutrients for the buck
      I buy some lemons and avocado with my change
      I go back to the RV we are staying in and make a pitcher of lemonade and eat the avocado
      Someone else was caught trying to steal something
      I go back out and attempt again
      We are by a casino that has large golden letters on a sign
      I take one and wrap it in a towel and barely make it back to the RV
      It is then revealed to me that I have been caught and the whole show was secretly being filmed about us, not about what we were told
      I manage to escape in a bathrobe with my pitcher of lemonade in my hand
      I am with someone else who is older and reminds me of my mentor Doug
      We steal an armored RV which belongs to the security following the show
      They are not pleased and shoot at us as we drive away
      We crash through a gas station and stop for some reason
      Doug asks me if we want an assistant
      There is a younger asian boy who wants to join our adventure
      I am appalled because it is dangerous and I don't think we need to have a child involved with this
      He asks the kid if he wants to come and he says yes so we let him on board
      We drive away speedily while being shot at by the pursuers
      The windows and the car are bulletproof
      I find an assault rifle loaded in the back, I cock it, take off the safety and proceed to try to shoot back, all the windows are barely cracked but not open really
      As one of them starts to drive up close to us on the back right I stick the nozzle of the gun out the crack and shoot out one of their tires
      We are on the highway going very fast and they immediately wreck into the sidewall
      We lose our pursuers and continue driving along
      I begin searching the RV for any supplies
      It seems brand new and not stocked at all
      I find a mini-fridge and go through it
      Nothing but an empty lunch bag in it
      But I pull a cover from the back and discover a boatload of cookie dough of various flavors
      I hand some off to Doug and the kid
      We munch on cookie dough while driving away to freedom, the dream fades


      3/28/20

      I am in a bigger white house sleeping in a bed with gin and another couple
      They are older and the woman looks kind of washed up
      I had seen another couple in the house cleaning that looked just like the other couple and the woman told me it's her sister who is now with her ex. He looks like the other guy but they are not related
      I gather we own the house now but they still live there as cleaners
      They also have kids who are running around
      I am not very amused and find the whole thing rather unprofessional

      I am suddenly in another house which is like a small studio
      There is a guy with a shaved head and hair on the front of his head only and glasses
      He is showing a custom washing machine he built which fills itself with a container of soap and starts itself at a tap, he is proud of it
      He leaves and his girlfriend begins to give me the tour/introduction
      I am in an Airbnb of sorts but it is very small
      It is rustic and in the middle of nowhere in the forest
      The bed I will be sleeping in is in the same room as their kitchen/laundry room and she tells me she will be coming into the room to do things but she won't bother me
      I am fine with the arrangement because there isn't a lot of space
      I venture around the land and it is very green
      There is a small stream running parallel to the property and there is bright green moss all around the base of the many trees
      I see large spiral snail shells in the moss and amazed by their size

      I am suddenly in a post-industrial landscape with a large cathedral-like manor that houses an orphanage or church I am unsure
      I was once part of the community but now gather things have changed and I am different
      They have a prophecy of a dark one I may be fulfilling
      I begin flying around the many rooms in circles high in the air
      I am dressed as Santa Claus
      I continually shout Merry Christmas as I fly by people
      The kids all point and laugh but the adults are cautious and lead them away
      I feel several loose spiral shells in my mouth and spit them out to look
      My hands and face have gone dark
      I am eating a slushy from a paper pack and slow down by an adult, they take the trash from me
      They make a comment I am acting like a child now and laugh though most of them still fear me
    2. Alien Court

      by , 02-28-2021 at 12:01 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      2/27/20

      I am in an ice cream place located in a gas station of sorts. There are many treats some infused with cannabis, I gather I am in colorado. While ordering I befriend some people and they offer to give me a ride to where I am going, I'm like 40 min from where I am staying. It is night time and I cannot see out of the car. We joke while he drives and is constantly turning around looking at me and the other girl in the passenger seat. He suddenly drives over an embankment and we plow through an angled corn field as we fall down, the stalks speedily crushing under the cars weight as it falls. We fall for a while as we all scream and feel mostly weightless in the vehicle. We hit the water with a sudden jolt. It is dark and murkey.

      Fast forward we are being called into a unique court room. The girl who was in the car with us died. The driver is being held responsible. I am just a witness because I rode in the back. The court seems to be a dual between two large creatures. They are controlled with your mind when you hook up to some alien looking umbilical cord. I have flashbacks of the accident while I sit in the courtroom and the session begins.

      I break through the windshield by kicking hard with my feet. The car/red suv is sinking in the murkey muddy water. I drag her and him out, her arm is missing just above the elbow, I can tell it's bad. He doesn't seem too injured so he helps. We all swim together trying to keep her above water. The cliff is high and flat walled. Straight flat segments of wall connect together as they meet the water. We must have fallen a couple hundred feet.

      I am sitting in the court room wearing a hospital gown. My family is in the audience. The room is blue and golden with accents along the ceiling. There is a case being made. The boy who drove is being charged with recklessness homicide. The girls family is there too, they are scornfully sad. I gather the only way to win is to have your large creature defeat the other creature. I am not being charged but I am in control of one of the creatures. They are sentient but are also slaved to the brain hookup. One is large and grey, with a long backwards sloping head to a point, no mouth but deep dark recessed eyes, it stands with a hunch almost gorilla like but is incredibly muscular, elegant looking and smooth. The other is colored like a hornet. It has a swollen head and insectoid body, with long dagger like appendages. It stands at the opposite side of the room facing it's companion. I still feel traumatized. The accident feels too recent. I have fresh wounds and bruises all over my body.
      I don't talk to anyone.

      Even though the water is murky it still feels like there are waves crashing against us. I am the only one who can barely touch the bottom as the three of us hobble to the rocky waters edge. There doesn't seem to be anywhere to climb up. A flat wall against the pounding water. It begins to look familiar to me. I remember seeing this before. Some of these sections of walls have hidden doorways in them I think. I see them open in my mind's eye. We approach the wall and she begins to faint, she is losing a lot of blood, I just can't tell because it is dark and I only barely see her injuries. I press on the side of the rock wall with my free hand, it becomes a sort of doorway and cracks open with dim light on the other side.

      I feel the device hook up to the back of my head. I swirl at the sensation. Someone in the room is trying to sell me a $400 pen. It doesn't look so special to me. My perception is now split in the room. I see out of both sets of eyes. One taller and standing where the larger creature is. One small and weak in the front where everyone is staring. We don't fight. Rather there is an internal dialogue now. There is an alien debate occuring in my head. They want to know what to do with us.
      We aren't supposed to be here.
    3. Dinosaur Park, The Magic Express

      by , 02-24-2021 at 09:13 PM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      2/24/20

      I am in a dinosaur park with friends and family. While walking through a field we see what appears to be a dinosaur trap laid out on the ground, with weighted wires going into the trees, there are toy mini dinosaurs and torn up sheets in the bed of a larger metal frame. We hear kittens meowing from inside but cannot see anything.

      The park is very beautiful with large prehistoric trees and shrubbery all around. My cat is running around unleashed and I gather she has wandered too far. Suddenly a large trex with purple and orange colouring starts chasing us from across the field, it's roar echoing our innards. I call my cat loudly and she runs towards us just barely in front of the rex. She makes it to me while we are running and I scoop her up to run towards the treeline. I tell my family we need to get in the dense folliage to escape. We barely make it to safety as the rex tramples the trees behind us. We begin to walk down a path, we tell a worker about the rex we see, but they are also a dinosaur and smile with big teeth.

      We are now in a period based town. Everyone wears decorated corsets and top hats. But there is still a dark like and partially gothic tone. I opt for a train ride and leave my family behind in the town to look around and shop. The train is mainly populated by witches and druids. They are all dressed period, but with pagan garb and accessories.

      I befriend a girl who is quite short with almond eyes and brunette short hair. She is coy and playful while also being witty and fiercely forward. We get closer and she reminds me she has a boyfriend regularly, it doesn't phase me in the least as I can tell she doesn't care. He seems like some ringleader with small dreads and bright blue contact eyes who is never around her. I gather she is a vampire of sorts, pale skin, morose demeanour yet predatory in her desires. We venture around the train between the different ornate cars from time to time. Taking in the sights of the passing countryside, sharing meals, and playing games. We spend hours laying in bed remembering our lives and gently caressing each other, nothing sexual, just sensually emotive. She tells me she doesn't like what happens to her at night. Unphased at thinking she is a vampire I ask is it because her teeth get longer? I then tell her I always found the taste of blood to be unquenching. To let her know I am unbothered by her condition, and can relate to her. She hardly looks at me but I know she is sad for some reason. We form a strong bond on the trip, perhaps 2 days have elapsed and the journey is coming to a head.

      She sits in a booth table along one of the carriages. There is suddenly a great drama stirring the passengers. The people of the car are now united against me. They threaten me with dark magic. I tell them to do their worst as I am unafraid. At once a dozen of them put out their hands and begin making noises with their mouths like they are casting spells. Nothing happens and I shout they are all made up. The train has stopped at a gift shop town with many rooms to purchase trinkets and accessories. I step out on the platform as the witches are still trying to curse me. I outstretch my hand and shout with strong forward intention "Now That Is Enough!" A bright light flashes engulfing the entire area.

      As the senses return, it seems the dark gothic vibe of the people in the car has been lifted. Some people file out of the train with completely white eyes, they are pale and nude, almost stupified. The dozen or so who were dark are now stripped barren and pale. I ask someone on the platform what just happened. She tells me that they saw their real leader and were blinded by the truth of it. I ask who they saw. She points to the woman standing next to me. Who is middle aged and still wearing period dress. She smiles and looks at me knowingly. I tell her it is up to her to be good now. She nods in approval and promises to guide in positivity instead of darkness.

      I return to the train for the journey back and walk from car to car looking for my companion I spent the trip with. She is no longer in the booth she was sitting in before. I wonder if the darkness lifting has affected her at all. I see her 'boyfriend' sitting off in a corner with some friends. He speaks in normal modern dialect and I gather his curse has been lifted as well, he is no leader and remembers nothing of his previous dark personality. I talk to him briefly and he doesn't recognize me.

      I begin frantically going from carriage to carriage looking for her. She really is nowhere to be seen, I didn't see her get off the train and it doesn't make sense she wouldn't be traveling back. It begins to occur to me I may never see her again. A great grief overcomes me as I slump into the nearest chair, just staring into nothingness while I feel my eyes swell. It can't be I think. I knew she had feelings for me. I felt them. I remember the feeling of her skin. Her smile. The sweet smell of her hair. I sit in silence the entire return journey. People merrily chat around me as the mood is now lighter and people laugh while they tell stories of their adventure. I talk to no one.

      When we arrive at our destination back where we began, everyone unloads and files into a large brightly lit dining hall, it is period decorated and fancy with many carved fixtures in the walls and chandeliers. I see my family come through large ornate glass doors into the hall to join me. I am sullen and depressed from losing my companion. We all sit at a large round table with white linens and fancy gold place settings. They are still dressed in period clothes holding accessories they picked up in their own respective adventure. They ask me what's wrong. I tell them I am exhausted, it was a 2 day train journey and I just don't feel well. They are concerned but allow me my space as I seem disengaged. I sit calmly not facing the stage, my eyes still heavy and glistening as I fight the nostalgia of my time with her.

      Just then a worker walks onto the stage and gets everyone's attention. He thanks all of us for our participation and hopes we all enjoyed our journey on the express adventure. People cheer. He then says he'd like to introduce us to the one who made everything possible. Please give a round of applause everyone to our very own,
      Brand new Model 2 Android!
      People cheer louder and whistles can be heard.
      I turn around to look and see her.
      Out of period dress with a skin tight bodysuit and hair styled even shorter to her head.
      It was her.
      The truth of it hits me like a pile of bricks. I see her eyes avoiding me in the crowd as she glances around the room. Barely smiling she acknowledges the recognition in a sheepish manner. She won't even look at me. I am in complete disbelief. How could I not have known? I stare wantingly but realize everything I knew wasn't even real. The dream fades as I watch her face and the applause becomes quieter and quieter.
    4. A Month of Notes

      by , 02-09-2021 at 12:27 PM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      I have been neglecting to write up my dream journals at length. These are notes from the last month sans narrative.

      1/11/20

      Hanging out with Korn
      Nate doing back up vocals for them
      I scream with them in a performance
      Upstairs in one of their rooms
      Monkey says cool we have enough fans
      I say ok in that case you guys suck ass
      Why don't you make some good music?
      They laugh
      They are doing an acoustic set practicing new music in their living room
      It is a large room with many mementos
      I sit off to the side and listen
      The girls are brainstorming what to decorate themselves as
      I recommend fairies or elves, they love the idea
      There is a fancy marble stair coffee table that has a fancy chess board in the center of the room

      1/13/20

      Jeremy's truck pulling trash bin
      Nate's tequila pond idea with Chris and Andy
      Party in the backyard people jump the fence into my neighbor's pool
      In the basement of my middle school, there is another shadow school
      I attend a guest class with other adults
      It is about lucid dreaming, Smile is teaching
      There's a list of dream websites I ask him if he used Dreamviews he says no
      Park my car at a strip mall and go into a costume store
      Everyone wears different costumes
      Turns into a sickbay by the entrance
      I see Mel teaching different craft classes for kids
      She talks to me about the teacher from my middle school
      I wander the parking lot at night clicking my key fob trying to find my car, other cars keep beeping instead
      I see other cars that are my model but different colors
      Eventually, find my car and drive away

      1/16/20

      Old times video game flea market
      I stow away in a minivan with two girls in the back
      Aleeya likes me, her friend texts me an offer, and her picture
      Ride all the way home with them
      Hide from the parents

      Their family runs a BBQ Restaurant that is incredibly popular
      People line up around the building waiting for them to open
      I gather their brisket is world-renowned

      I am in downtown Kyoto
      Part of a school trip but we have wandered off from the group to explore
      Huge skyscrapers all around and fancy shops
      Feels like a mall
      I am with a friend at first but we get separated
      I am dressed in all green/pirate pagan wear
      I put on a foam life jacket I find by one of the booths
      Look in many stores
      Fancy glass store
      The woman asks me if I need anything
      I smile and say "I have no needs" and continue to browse.
      She tells me the clocks are in the back
      I am blown away by the detail and variety
      I ask my friend if we can just book a single night Airbnb and stay downtown away from our group, he isn't sure

      1/20/20

      Guy shows me the tomatoes he grew, hands me three
      I accidentally eat one and feel bad about it
      It tastes good
      One of my friends Elijah eats the other one
      I only have one left out of the three he was showing me and feel bad because he did not offer me to try them
      I am babysitting his kids while he is at work at a church
      My shower has drywall over the tub and I am using a smaller section
      There are three showers in my bathroom
      I am on a video call with Leyanna
      I am more buff than IRL

      1/21/20

      Who is Erwen?

      1/22/20

      In Spanish class
      Smoke some weed and put in eyedrops
      Class votes on who's drawing is the best on the board in the back
      Everyone votes for Cody's pop can
      Everyone knows he's dead
      I leave the class without looking
      Come back and ask the teacher to show me
      We talk and I tell her he was my brother
      Start to cry while I talk
      The teacher is compassionate
      She is younger now

      We are now in Bosnia/Romania
      My car is in a side lot
      It is glistening purple electric in the sun
      Another person is telling me how to take care of the paint with a special tool
      I get in the car and three black guys get in the back seat as well
      I ask them where we are going fellas
      We drive down the street and they are content

      I am with a girl who is my interest
      We kiss occasionally
      We are on crowded city streets and walking between cafes
      We swim in a pool together, maybe skinny dipping, I have no shame

      I am in front of a restaurant
      Using a special tool with metal spheres on the end of it to break the glass corners of a structure at the entrance
      As one side breaks, it sprays fine glass shards down one side of my face
      I gather I am making the entrance into something new
      A car with an older man pulls up and watches me work for a few minutes
      He is confused
      I try to explain to him what I am doing
      He shrugs and drives away

      1/26/20

      Parents decide to go out to dinner with another couple, they are meeting another couple at a restaurant.
      I am upset and tell them I disagree with their choice because it isn't safe to be meeting in groups of six yet.
      I crawl into the car to express my dismay and they have a daughter of the friends in the backseat. The daughter decides to stay at home with us and so does the father but he quickly disappears somewhere.
      It is G myself and her hanging around the house for the night.
      It begins storming outside and we notice 2 tornadoes forming in the distance so we all rush in and go to the basement to bunker down and wait it out.
      The wind and rain are very loud

      In another house
      Rundown and flooded in one entrance
      The other door has a large hornet hive on the outside of it that buzzes viciously when I touch the door
      The home is decrepit and seemingly uninhabited for quite some time
      I walk back and forth between the two entrances trying to decide how to get out

      I am in another room with several people
      There is a young African American boy being violent with myself and others
      I warn him to cut it out
      He continues so I tackle him to the floor and pull out a shotgun I find on the floor and press the barrel against his cheek
      I say now you stop this now or I'm gonna put a huge hole in your floor directly behind your head.
      Someone else in the room giggles
      He nods his head slowly with wide eyes
      I pump the shotgun several times to empty the shells from the barrel
      Only 2 or three of them are good cartridges the others seem to be crumpled and bunk

      At a certain point, he finds a gun on the floor and starts waving it around jokingly aiming it at me
      I scold him and tell him to never aim his gun at anyone, never let the barrel point at another person he doesn't intend on killing.
      He moves the barrel to the side and up and down trying out the technique, I nod.

      I am back in the house from earlier in the dream, only now I know it to be an Airbnb type setup and the family is away but coming back today.
      We have only lived here for a couple of days but I feel like cleaning up thoroughly
      Opening the windows and scrubbing counters and doing dishes I realize the house was much dirtier when I started than the mess we made
      Check out is 3 pm and it is almost 4 o'clock and the family gets home while I am cleaning
      For some reason, I have a large pot of water on to boil for mac n cheese
      I almost throw away a series of canisters like garden pots or trash cans that are all stacked together
      The owner tells me they are "odds and ends" I gather this is a hoarding family and may not take to my cleaning house that well. Oh well, the kitchen is clean and the fresh air is starting to clear the space.

      1/27/20

      Driving from the passenger seat
      Keep changing seats, driving from the backseat
      A cop turns around and follows me into the neighborhood

      I attend church, Will Smith gives me a turban, Shaq shows me how to put it on
      Boys and girls are separated
      We celebrate afterward and I learn Dave Chappelle was there too

      Beginning of a middle school Sunday school class, I joke they have to audition
      People go along with it we all laugh

      1/31/20

      Get hooked by a helicopter fishing line
      One large hook goes through my right foot
      The other is in my right hand
      They land and still pull me along
      My toes and top of my foot have been mauled and gory
      My knee and leg are torn up too
      It doesn't hurt but I gather I am in shock

      I am driving someone's white truck back to the spa
      I select quick travel and the truck appears across the street from the spa and I am standing inside suddenly
      Nothing looks recognizable
      There are dozens of employees just standing around
      Several clinic-based modalities have been added and I gather there are several doctors working for her now
      It is more like a doctor's office than a relaxing spa
      Mel is kind and tells me to have a look around
      One of her eyes is all red
      There are many new walls and walkways I have no idea how to get around.
      The float section of the spa has been dumbed down and all the old murals have been painted over
      As I walk back I try to walk through a room that has people laying on cots/hospital beds
      A doctor across the room talking to another doctor raises his hand to me and shakes his head as if to gesture not to come this way
      I try to go around but all other walkways lead to this room
      I take the long way around and exit the spa
      I am in a mall now and the spa has an entrance with many signs above it
      So many partnerships it isn't even recognizable as a float spa
      I am sad

      2/02/20

      In a big church service
      Everyone had taken off their shoes
      It ends with a congregation in the back wanting to sing a long traditional song
      The pastor wants everyone to sing it
      The smaller congregation is from an older church and wanted to sing it for everyone else
      Everyone tries to sing it at once and it sounds horrid
      An older man in the group at the back is pointing at me
      I cannot keep my balance
      Everyone else is turned around watching them
      I am standing in front of everyone
      The pastor has everyone restart the song but has a favorite kid begin the lyrics
      They are on an overhead projector at the front of the room
      It has like 5 verses

      2/03/20

      Boxing fight hug punching
      Food festival giveaway large tent with a band
      Tryst with Em, put up a tarp from rain
      They cut people's hair
      Nighttime kings island run
      Bathroom with ancient symbols
      I have seen the real thing
      Shoot purple energy from my hand
      I am magic and elusive
      The invisible one is someone else and threatens our family

      2/04/20

      I am in Hank Greens classroom talking to him
      Just happen to be there
      We shake hands he's happy that I'm a fan

      We are in a food garden
      Outdoor pavilion, many vines, and varieties
      I eat part of a huge avocado
      The seed is soft and makes me sick and woosy

      A cult wears blue and white
      They are super defensive
      I am wearing all blue and questioning them
      I see my old guitar teacher in the leader's inner circle
      I try to introduce myself but they scoff in metaphor and riddles
      I don't understand a word they are saying to me
      The leader looks like Kenneth Copeland
      We have a 1 on 1 exchange
      He has glowy red night time eyes
      He talks for a few minutes and everything segues to much later, we have all been put in a trance
      The leader is deposed somehow
      We party at his end playing musical instruments like a bluegrass jam band
      I play a stand-up bass on its side
      We are in a theatre

      We witness a boat coming down the snowy icy street very quickly and doesn't see the water's edge
      As he approaches the intersection his boat plunges under the water by the angle he was turning and he goes under the ice
      I gather this is a problem and he might need help
      I see his boat barely surface and his body is limp
      I jump in the fridged icy water and swim towards him
      He's in bad shape, I pick him up and get him to the shore, he's not just knocked out, his body is pretty messed up
      His eye is all red
      His limbs are eviscerated and barely holding together
      I pull out my phone and begin to dial 911
      I gather he's not going to make it
      He starts to come to
      I tell him he's going to be ok
      Just relax, just relax, you're ok man, don't worry you're going to be alright
      I am deeply worried he will realize how bad it is and freak out in his final moments
      The more I look at him the worse it is
      In the final second, he realizes how messed up he is, his eyes go wide, and then still
      It is over

      2/07/20

      Meditating at the bottom of a pool
      Slow-motion choreography fight
      Android woman all metal
      Dad's backseat with spiders
      Victor's party house, escape from police
      The horn says $500!
      Ben wears cyber goth BDSM wear to impress a young blonde
      There are different tribes of post-apocalyptic gear wearing folk

      2/08/20

      In theatre to watch show laying on the floor in front of seats, I have a ticket
      Argue with people in front who are mad I'm not in the right place
      Use light to read the ticket and find the right seat
      I sit in the very back
      There is a massive explosion elsewhere while I'm in the theatre
      I feel shockwave

      On phone with a Russian girl, I am undercover
      Sitting on a pergola next to the house smoking a cig, it is disgusting
      Rick rolls up in a wrecked green car held together by duct tape
      The car rolls over when parked wrong on a wooden grass divider I help him escape

      Stalked by an ancient mummy
      In a hospital, I press the "feeling down" button in the elevator
      Makes an appointment with someone
      I have a badge
      They don't let me in the employee's area
      Another nurse talks to me
      I vent some and describe being stalked
      They don't believe me
      Christopher Eccleston is with me

      I am in Jamaica
      With a disabled family
      Most of them are in wheelchairs/hick like
      They tell me it costs 4k a month to live there
      It is a large family celebration
      They eat chicken tenders, sliders, and cheap pan pizzas
      One of the siblings is a sentient hand in a jar
      I want to find Mokko
      I have no money or supplies, just my clothes
      They point me down the road

      I walk by myself for a while
      There is a large music festival going on by the path
      Some white girls notice me but I keep walking
      I see Matthew walking by in a crowd, I call to him
      He is somewhat annoyed for me to meet him
      He tells me he is doing a collab with ML7
      His hair is a large purple fro
      I ask if he can show me the way to Mokko
      He agrees and we walk down the path
      Many run-down communities and farm places
      It starts to rain hard and it is night
      There are 4-5 feet of water we are traveling through
      They are walking on bundles of straw that are standing up in a field
      We are all soaked
      Matthew goes ahead and I lose him
      The friend is not ML7 but we walk together
      He is short white and wearing black-rimmed glasses
      He tells me ML7 is overrated and only good at Anna, we laugh together

      We walk into a large tree community
      Carved pathways and many rooms people/families are living in
      I lose the friend
      I am by myself for a while
      I befriend a jamaica guy
      We talk about Jamaica
      I am passionate and he can see
      I have no money so the panhandlers leave me alone
      We see a couple of girls dressed as fairies
      One tries to do magic and makes a small boy levitate
      My guide climbs behind him to the second floor and reveals the kid was on a string
      It was a sham to get money out of tourists
      I have no money or possessions
      The Jamaican guy tells me he can see a part of jamaica inside of me
      Something is here for me to find
    5. Great Grandmother's Vines, Sarcastic Diamond Restaurant, and Georgia's Waterway

      by , 01-10-2021 at 07:08 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      1/9/20

      I am at my great grandmother's home in Atlanta. B currently lives there and has kind of fixed it up though the outside of the house is grown over with vines and greenery. The house is a single story in the front but two stories in the back, like the basement is built into a hill. She has her living space in the basement and I see her purple bed in a corner. G is with me as we kind of tour around the house. We wander around the house with B. I talk with B about the history of the home and how long it has been in my family. I show her the room upstairs where my great grandma and her sister slept in beds side by side for many years. There's a large floor grate at the doorway that I remember hurt my feet to walk on as a kid, only now it has expanded down both walls of the room like a big L. There are small flames that come out of the grate, I gather it is the malfunctioning heater that hasn't been serviced in years. She almost catches the bottom of her flowy dress on fire because she trips on the grate but gets up quickly enough, no harm done.

      I am with G now downstairs in Bs room sitting on her bed. We are watching a program on television, it is like a home renovation show that is featuring the same house we are actually currently in, B is on the tv. They take axes to large twisted bundles of vines that have grown into the house through a window in her room. One of the guys is hitting a wooden doorway with a hand axe and I gather his intent is malicious. B comes downstairs and tells us the rest of the story while we watch the show. We decide to go out to get something to eat before leaving town.


      We are standing in line inside a large food court type area that is actually a single restaurant. It feels like a gourmet rallys of sorts. The building is diamond shaped, bright white decor with scattered black tiles, tall ceilings, with counters to order at on each side corner and tables all around in the middle. There seems to be a large column/pillar in the exact center of the room. I stand looking at the menu for a while trying to decide what to eat. We debate where we want to eat while standing in line. I mention I would really like to eat at the Dwarf House (the first Chick-fil-A). Perhaps we will get a snack here first then go somewhere else. The girls have ordered and gone to find a table. I stand for a couple minutes at the front of the line trying to decide, there are people lining up behind me while I scan the menu. It is hard to read and I am barely able to make out the pictures, though I know generally what they have. I apologise to the guy working the register that it took me so long, saying "Now don't be mad at me it took me all that time to decide, but I just want a large fry well done and two soda waters with lime."

      He is understanding and asks for my name. I speak it to him but then he motions to a keypad in front of the register I am meant to type my name into. I try typing Noah, but it ends up like Gerold6 on the screen, I shrug whatever and submit it. As I am walking away I gather the workers are allowed to heckle the guests, it's like this restaurants brand, they were joking a lot before and now that I've made a gaff they turn the focus on me. They make an announcement on the loudspeaker that Gerald doesn't have the number six in the name and he proceeds to write it on a whiteboard, while laughing saying people can't have the number six in their name. I shout back jokingly "You don't know that!" The workers all laugh at my response and walk away from their registers holding their faces. I walk over to the girls and B has become S, I am completely enamoured to see her again.

      We catch up and I am really glad to see she is doing so well. She seems lively and much more energetic than the last time I saw her. She's even showing interest in me so I'm somewhat besides myself. The girls have gotten their food a while ago and are just picking at their trays and I start to wonder where mine is, it has to have been 20-30 min by now. I see fries fully cooked sitting behind the counter on the metal tray and no one standing around. Then a guy walks out from the back, stands there for a minute or so and then surprisingly notices a ticket printed on a printer under the counter. He reads it, tears it off, proceeds to make my fry and prepare the drinks and walk it out to me. I am grateful if not slightly annoyed by there being so many employees standing around and none of them seem to be too focused.

      At a certain point I begin speaking to an employee who I believe is on break. We talk about the type of restaurant this is and how it's set up/how it is to work there and make fun of people all day. He has social conundrums with some fellow female employees so I give him some social advice on how to work it out. The girls go to the bathroom together when we finish our meals. So I decide to walk outside to take in the views.

      For some reason I am now in a corporate office lobby with open windows on one side leading to the water. My father and uncle are there, we all seem to be fixated on screens or the windows, I can't be sure. My uncle is leaning on dad's shoulder while they stand together. A worker for the office has spilled his soda on the floor of his desk, he gets up and walks away. He returns to his desk with a fresh cup of pop and takes a picture of it with his cellphone before sitting back down without cleaning up the last spill. This guy kinda looks like Ben Schwartz.


      We are all standing along the water now outside. I am still waiting for the girls to come back but I notice there are boats going by to tour the local park. I am on a boat now, thinking it will be a quick excursion before returning. It is a boat car type vehicle and we travel through a park with many coloured birds on the ground and in the trees, they are all smaller like sparrows though coloured like the rainbow. The driver keeps driving and I gather we are going much further than the park. I text G "I think I've made a huge mistake" The boat makes water and we continue down into a river. Everytime I shift my weight the boat sloshes to the side and some water splashes in. The main guy driving asks me how old I am. I tell him and he says I am too big and I need to sit still while we are in motion. I now realize I am too close to other people I don't know and fumble to put on my mask. I pull it out of my pocket and there are many masks all stacked on themselves and it is difficult to separate the one I want to wear. The driver describes the river we are going down. It is like the florida keys for georgia, he points to a map and there is a huge crack waterway through the entire state of georgia. I am far away from where I started with strangers now. The dream ends.
    6. Flat Flute Festival, The Diner, Disarming Paranoia, and The Purple Leviathan

      by , 01-06-2021 at 07:54 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      1/5/20

      I am on my way driving to some church event with people I recognize from my past. While driving I spray paint face with blues and oranges with a white streak down one side going through my eye. My cat is in my car with me, when I arrive I leave her in the car with the windows cracked a little. We are all standing in lines for some reason I am unaware of. Someone is talking to us in a preachy manner but the details escape me.

      The scene shifts into a new age festival of sorts with many sellers operating booths and with various items on tables in rows. The room is a long flat one story building, with tables lining either side, and windows every few feet. It almost feels like an opened up double wide manufactured home which is several lengths long.

      While walking around checking out the various vendors I notice two who share space side by sides. I befriend the two of them and notice they look strikingly similar to one another with slight differences. They are both round faced with round noses, bald heads and beards about the same length. Though their personalities are obviously of different tones. One of them sells flat flutes which seem like wooden Christmas tree ornaments with spacers and holes drilled at intervals as a flute should be, and one sells didgeridoos with original poems printed on fancy paper.

      They both have just met each other for this event but they are very similar in demeanour, though each unique. Like twins who took separate life trajectories. I play a flute from his table for a while, it sounds like a native american flute and any note progression is harmonious and effortless to produce. There is a girl who walks up to the table hearing the flute and wants to try it but she is shy. I encourage her to go for it, it is a beautiful instrument and incredibly easy to play. Whatever you play on the flute sounds great, she picks it up and plays for a few seconds. It sounds just as good as when I played, she is pleased. I want a flute, the guy attempts to sell me one but don't have a lot of money on me, the didge guy also wants me to buy one from him. I tell him I have three of my own at home waiting for me. He tells me to sell the ones I don't use and use the surplus to purchase another one from him. I laugh and say maybe.

      I am concerned about leaving the cat in the car even though the window is cracked. It is a sunny day and I'm incredibly cautious about animals in cars. I go back out to get her and bring her back inside with me. When I return, the festival seems to have turned into a waffle house type diner. It is packed out and everyone is hungry. There are full counter seats and tons of people packed in the booths around the place. I see the open kitchen with one cook struggling to take people's orders and cook the food at the same time. I consider jumping behind the counter to help cook. Though he does seem to have it under control so I decide against it and just wander around looking at people, everyone is calm and patient, feels like people are just grateful to be fed. The cat has befriended some people and become kind of a fixture in the diner. She sits on a stool by the counter and people pet her while walking by/waiting. People continue ordering and eating until the night comes.


      I notice while standing outside there is a large military supply surplus store that used to be on the corner across the street. The new location looks newer and brightly lit like a pharmacy. I talk to someone standing close to me about going in and taking a looking around. Though I am slightly concerned if I do so I will be put on some government list of nationalists.

      As fewer and fewer people are present we become a closer knit group. We are all friends now and we know each other quite well from our stories. One of us is cautious because he is wanted by a rival gang he knows may be coming for him. The lights get dim as we all sit around each other and chat on the floor. The restaurant is closed and it's just us friends communing now telling stories and laughing. The one friend is still very paranoid about other people coming after him, looking out the window as he expects it to happen any minute. He has a handgun on him and begins waving it around claiming they are coming, they are outside now he shouts. I know nothing good can come from escalating the situation so I take the pistol from his hand in a swift action and put it in my jacket pocket, he is dismayed but compliant.

      Someone else walks in the room and they are looking for him, they also have a gun in their hand. I immediately demand they give it to me because this is not the way to solve this dispute. They also comply. I disassemble the gun in seconds, dropping the clip, pulling back the slide, popping out the bullet in the chamber, and taking the slide fully off. This continues a couple more times as people come in trying to start trouble with firearms and me immediately disarming them before anything transpires. They then just stand around and have conversation with the others that are here. I now have 3-4 guns in my jacket pockets and pants pockets from the different people trying to start trouble. The people just stand around and talk once they have their gun taken away. The original guy who was part of our group asks for his gun back because he is still paranoid. I have so many in my coat I don't know which one was his. So I pull it out, disassemble it in front of him and drop the pieces on the floor at his feet. His mouth is stuck open in disbelief. I walk over to a table at the end of the room and begin to take all the firearms out of my coat and put them down. Someone else walks in behind me with a fully automatic machine gun, looks like an MP5 or something. I wave them over to me and say "Come on, gotta check in!" They oblige and I take their gun away from them as well. No one escalating, no one gets hurt. I insist all disagreements be talked out in a civil manner.


      It is now the next morning. We all seem to be arranging some type of trip. I think we are even taking air travel like hot air balloons or something. While getting people oriented I walk into a back room which is larger like an industrial loading dock and has a large metal garage door attached to it. On the floor to the side is a 30 ft long dead yellow boa constrictor. It has been tied in a knot in the middle and is contorted in weird ways. There is liquid in the corner around where it lay and the smell in the room is putrid. I gather is has been dead for a while, maybe a few days to a week. I step over it walking in and back outside several times. There are a couple people out in the field behind the building we are trying to corral to leave for our trip. The guy kind of looks like john favreau, he is with his wife. They are still distant in the field but coming towards us.

      Looking up I notice a very thick purple fog rolling in from the right onto the property. I think it is in the sky at first but then notice it in front of the clouds and things around us like the fence lining the yard. It is moving like a serpent with a massive menacing motion. It is thick and pearlescent, shimmering with light and dark purples. I am with Justin Theroux and we rushedly get the people inside while watching the huge cloud get closer to the ground and come towards us. It begins whirlwinding and the wind begins to whip violently. It forms a vortex on the ground of a thick purpley haze that you cannot see through. It Incredibly large and stretches all the way into the sky. We rush inside and look for ways to combat it. In a moment we both understand that the purple gas is flammable. Just need to make a torch of some kind to toss in it, hoping that will do the trick. The room is already wrecked with glass and objects scattered about on the floor. The wind is howling loudly and the walls rock with turbulence, pictures that were hanging fall. We are running through shouting at each other for supplies that can maybe be used. I find some lighters and some small miniature baseball bats. He brings some rags and accelerant from the other room. We craft makeshift torches while squatting on the floor and I wonder if the wind is too powerful for the flame, if the torches will stay lit for us to throw them in. We run to the back of the building again out the garage door, the twister is in full rage mode. A dark purple debris filled monstrosity tears at the ground 20 meters from us, the sound is deafening.
      We light the torches together, look at each other and I shout "HERE GOES NOTHING!" We both launch the fiery bats overhead towards the center of the vortex and the dream fades.
    7. V's Restaurant, Forgiveness Theatre, and the Balloon Animal Store

      by , 01-02-2021 at 11:17 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      1/1/20

      My friend V buys a restaurant with money he has saved. It seems to be an old run down chinese buffet. Has no idea how to run it because he has no real experience in restaurants. The whole building is very dirty with stains along the floorboards badly lit and broken ceiling tiles. All of the dishes they cook are baked whole chicken breasts with noodles and cheese. People are confused about the fare but I gather it's the only thing they know how to cook.

      At a certain point they run out of ice cream and people are getting pissed about the lack of chocolate ice cream. I try sampling the different foods they have set out and put the plates on the table I am eating at. I make a dessert bowl with three brownies and chocolate sauce two times in a row because I knock the first one on the floor accidentally.

      V is sitting with me asking me what I think about the whole thing and how the food tastes. I tell him having a recipe book is one of the most important parts to running a restaurant, to ensure everything they cook is standardized and reproducible. He is surprised and likes my advice, he asks me to come back tomorrow to look things over and help him get things set up better. My parents seem to choose to eat here so we are sitting together. They don't know my friend owns the place but are quickly somewhat let down by the overall layout of the place.

      We are talking about the dinner service later on and Jennifer Aniston is sitting across the table from me. She commends me for letting things crash somewhat when people get upset about the desserts. She tells me they made cream with ice and salt to make some homemade chocolate ice cream for the unhappy people and they enjoyed it. A Chinese server still working there is disgusted by the food and keeps pre bussing my table before I am done eating what's on my table.


      I am in a futuristic town/downtown walking around down the street. I am with a friend at first but end up alone eventually. It is a very crowded street with many colours and close packed shops of various shapes. At a certain point we are riding on the back trunk of a car for a while, then the car gets towed and lifted up at an angle so we jump off and go into an exciting looking building to the left.

      It is a large purple/crimson coloured walls with streamlined edges and various levels with seats and stand up games along the walls. I am in a sci-fi looking arcade type area. It is dimly lit with only the soft redish glow illuminating the walls and walkways. There are many people sitting around all facing a giant screen in the ceiling in one section of the room. I wonder if they are all in vr. I don't see the screen right away so I am unsure what they are l doing, but it feels like a theatre of some kind.

      I sit off to the side on a rounded couch/curve in the wall which is like a ledge at knee level. Someone comes up to me and attempting to bond with me talking about something I don't understand. They have small children with them who latch onto my legs like children do. I have a small cloth ball that has a bright light which is visible when I turn it inside out. I shine the light on them trying to get them all to go away. I get shhhh'd by someone in the audience. I attempt to walk to the doorway, trying to shake the children off my legs gently before walking through. The door slightly cracks and I see light and a crowded sidewalk outside. But then I come back into the theatre arcade. I wonder out loud what everyone is watching that could be so enthralling. Someone close to me tells me it is the feeling of forgiveness. As I look up to the ceiling/high wall rounded area where everyone else is watching I see a mass of screens appear. They are all different sizes with each side boxed together. They all have a different moment of tv or movies on them, both cartoons and live action. I recognize every scene. It imparts emotion to my insides when I watch. I feel a strong emotion just looking up for the few seconds I am standing there. I feel forgiveness. I then decide to leave the room and walk through the swaying doors into the brightly lit outside sidewalk.

      I continue down the sidewalk by the street. There are still many people wearing many colours. There are also stores I don't recognize. First I think I don't have my phone because I don't feel it. Checking again just to be sure I feel it deep in my pocket but don't take it out. No one to call anyway. I wander aimlessly for a while. Finally see a goofy sciencey party type store with flamboyant decorations on the outside. There are large long balloons of various colours on the walls in a gallery type fashion. I gather it is a balloon animal store. But they also have like science museum trinkets for sale, like balls floating on air and astrolabes and globes of the earth and kites ect.

      I notice the balloons are wider than usual. I know how to make balloon animals IWL and tell the person working, who looks like a middle aged woman who is dressed like a male clown. They are entertaining another customer flicking uninflated balloons at each other. I pick one up and begin to blow it up by mouth. It inflate to 5 times the width they usually are, but they keep popping on me. The person working has gas in tanks they use to blow them up for an order they are working on. I gather they do custom orders of oversized balloon animals for parties and such. It's really a great idea. I say 'hey man I really like your store'. The worker just gives me an annoyed look out of the corner of her eye. I gather I have mis-pronouned her. But I find it silly cause I call both genders man.

      They nod knowingly so I turn to walk back out to the crowded street. The sun is setting in a gleaming glow off the glass buildings and street lamps. The street is still filled with people hustling their own directions chattering indiscriminately. I am still walking down the street when the dream fades.

      Updated 01-02-2021 at 11:20 AM by 51110

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      non-lucid , memorable
    8. Picard's Mountain View, Great Storm Apocalypse, The Denial

      by , 12-31-2020 at 11:00 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/30/20

      I am with C and we are visiting one of his teachers house. His teacher is Patrick Stewart who lives with his wife in a fairly large house with white decor. We are there to wish him a happy birthday. He also lives in C's neighborhood pretty close to his house. He has a very huge living room that we are now in. There is balcony type seating all centered around a massive window which overlooks the town in a valley below.

      In the center of the valley is a massive LED laser type blue mountain in the distance. Only it is changing shapes between the mountain and a massive tree with outstretched branches. It is beautiful to look at, the symmetry of it being in the center of the window while also in the center of the valley, I stare for a while taking in the whole picture. The LEDs almost look like they are a drone swarm flying around into different shapes. I ask someone if they are drones but I don't get an answer.

      While standing up in the balcony I notice there is takeout trash just laying around so I pick up trash left by the seats, they seem like takeout cutlery in plastic wrap and napkins. We are leaving now and I am helping C pack up his back pack while standing in the foyer of the home. Patrick Stewart and his wife see us off pleasantly.


      There is a really bad storm outside which is approaching, it's only dark for now with a slight wind but nothing too bad. My father decides to drive out to meet my uncle for lunch assuming everything will be fine.

      I am in the car with two of my friends R and E. We are driving through town as the storm begins to hit. E says everything is probably going to be fine, it won't be like before. I look out the back window as we turn onto the main street and there are multiple tornadoes forming several blocks from where we are. One massive one has met the ground and is causing an outstanding amount of damage. I see others forming beside it, some dwindle as others grow, it's as if the storm cannot fully manifest. We still drive away for them at speed while the wind and rain whip at the car we are in. I attempt to take pictures with my cellphone because this all seems too surreal. We begin to merge onto the highway but visibility has dropped due to the thick wall of water and the high wind, I notice there are accidents occurring ahead of us as we join the traffic onto the roadway.


      I am now holding up in a run down building with cinder block walls and soiled concrete floor. There are goats that are wet and scared seeking shelter from the storm, I shoo them inside through an open garage door. There is also a small white and brown cow I call to come inside. I dry off some of the animals with random towels and blankets I find lying around. They are calm now and find corners of the room to settle in and sit with each other.

      There are people laying on mattresses on the floor in the other room just casually on their phones not minding the storm at all. I tell them the animals are in the other room for a while to have shelter from the storm. They are fine with it, they hardly acknowledge my presence, complete apathy.


      It has now been a week with no running water or electricity or economy and society has all but gone primal. It is daylight and I am wandering along a shoreline by myself just looking for something to drink. I see a water spigot near the waters edge with a container under it. All that comes out of the faucet is dirty water with floating algae in it. I contemplate boiling it clear but then decide it is sea water and wouldn't be drinkable anyway.

      I see a group of people by a house or rather a shack which has heavy damage to it by the shoreline. They invite me inside for shelter. There are close to a dozen people held up in here. They give me water to drink and some small cookies to eat. I am grateful for their hospitality. I begin taking to the older couple who own the house and realize they are staunch Republicans.

      They are bitching about all of this being bidens fault, how he isn't doing anything to help the people most affected by this travesty. I tell them biden isn't the president yet and that he literally has no executive power. They are completely disagreeing with me insisting the democrats did this. I tell them trump definitely the one who has left us without any aid for over a week, he is still the one in control. They are in complete denial, and I sense my welcome has all but dried up. I apologise for my attitude and thank them for the provisions while getting up from the table. I decide to
      take my leave and the dream fades.
    9. Gymnasium Ritual, Thai Reveries, and the House Party Fragment

      by , 12-28-2020 at 12:24 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/27/20

      I am in a very crowded gymnasium like standing room only with tons of people all around. Everyone is having fun and there is water spraying everywhere. Even though it is super crowded it's still really happy and the mood is elevated. I joke that this ride is basically just a line, cause everyone is just waiting to get past everyone else while walking around in the gymnasium. I start to notice everyone has different costumes on.

      As I am walking there is someone close to me who says that I have to leave the crowd and go to the edges, as the crowd is starting to thin out. She pulls at my overalls as if to mention my costume didn't win. I now notice there are groups of people in matching costumes all standing in circles together in the center of the room. They are doing the same dance, but each circle is different and they overlap like a venn diagram. This all feels like a well rehearsed ritual. Everyone seems to know what is going on besides me. I am enamoured by the choreography of it all. There is an Indian guy standing next to me who seems to know what is up, so I ask him if he knows the name of what's going on.

      He tells me this is called the 'Sitar Aaahg Sango Oood'. I repeat it several times as I have trouble hearing him say it repeatedly. He tells me of it's ancient history as a ritual. It is performed as an act of communal purification and bonding. Everyone here seems to know exactly what is happening but I am still kind of clueless. I am beside myself, I talk to the indian guy for a while standing in the crowd watching people dance in the center of the room in unison. At the end of everything about a third of the crowd is nude just walking around going our different directions. No one seems to really be paying attention to each other. So I am nude as well and walk through the gymnasium to the exit/towards the showers to clean off.

      It's the next day and I am still blown away by what I experienced the night before. But I have missing time between then and now and realize I don't know how I got home, and my car is missing. I remember the indian guy telling me about a restaurant he goes to so I venture out and take someone's minivan to get there.

      It is a Thai restaurant in the upstairs of some small strip mall. It's quaint with just a few tables and counter sitting. Standard florescent tile lights in the ceiling and large windows with tan blinds at the end of the room. I see J there and tell him about my night and what I experienced. That I thought I was dreaming but now it seems so real, cause my car is now gone and I don't know how I got home. He is very interested to hear about the ritual and so is the smaller older thai lady who works there. I tell them the name the indian man told me and both of their eyes light up. They know this ritual very well, and we're impressed I was able to witness it.

      While sitting at the counter top I realize J now works at this restaurant, he is preparing tea and doing some general busy work while I talk to him. I mention how nice that would be and how I would love to work at a Thai restaurant. The older lady notices my comment but doesn't say anything to me about a job. At a certain point I have to tell the story of the night before over and over again as new people show up and are interested in my situation. While talking I keep mentioning how I thought it was a dream, so I nosepinch and realize I am still dreaming, but it still feels so real so I continue to go along with it.

      A man I see who looks like Hank from king of the hill, he works next door and brings over a bowl of special sauce he has made for the thai lady. It is a mango ghost pepper sauce or something similar. It looks like sweet and sour sauce with minced garlic and chilis in it. I mention it would probably be really good on wings. I accidentally spill some of it while moving one of my plates to the back of the counter. I tell my story again and he asks me if I have a small black car.
      I say yes and he informs me he saw a black car crashed into the river on his way into work this morning. I am flabbergasted. I realize I haven't checked the parking lot of this place which is in the basement level of a parking garage beneath us. I go down there and see a car that looks like my car but it is the wrong colour.

      Directly next to it is my car, with all the same junk in it as my real car. I am incredibly relieved. I realize I have two cars here now and wonder how I will get both of them back. So I drive the minivan home and come back to get my car. Then I realize I do not have my car keys on me. The thai lady at the restaurant tells me they should be hanging somewhere over here, and points to a corner where their employees put personal items. Without being too invasive I attempt to move papers around and others keys looking for my own. I don't recall ever finding them.


      A fragment about being in one of my clients homes which is now kind of like an all white vogue apartment. They are on vacation and have tasked me to house sit for them. I know they are coming home soon. A girl called A I used to know is also there. She is manipulative and thoughtless with other people's possessions. She invites a few people over and I am not pleased at all because it isn't her home to begin with. They make a small mess and everyone leaves.

      She cleans the apartment thoroughly and it looks sparkling again. I am relieved because I know that my client is coming home soon. She then invites 10 people over since it is clean now and they completely trash the place again. The dogs have completely soiled the white floor and there is food and crumbs everywhere. I am beyond livid with her decision. The dream fades as she attempts to clean the apartment once more.

      Updated 12-28-2020 at 12:39 AM by 51110

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    10. Florida Dreaming, Convention Elite

      by , 12-26-2020 at 05:52 PM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/26/20

      I am at a school with many tables and people sitting in groups together, I recognize some kids from my middle school. We are right next to the coast in florida and notice some storms with dark clouds in the distance off the shore. Though the weather is sunny and beautiful where we are. I am walking down the beach with a friend collecting shells, there are some large ones by a kiosk selling drinks and food, the owner laughs at us for being touristy.

      I am now on a boat driving fast down the coast. I am seeing many coastal homes on the water most on stilts with varying colours and designs, they are very beautiful. I dip my hands into the water and feel the pressure of the water as it passes, it is serene.

      I tell the companion in the boat with me I am originally from Charleston south Carolina and this feels very nostalgic for me. We travel down the coast more and make it to an event center of sorts. It is very large and packed with business men in suits, they are all very rich, this almost feels like a pyramid scheme mixed with Wolf of Wall street type mood.

      My old manager tells me he has moved my section so I could 'be with my people' on the balcony of the convention. (Used to regular in our cocktail lounge at my old job IWL) I tell my companion I haven't been to work in weeks/months and I just showed up and they gave me my section back, I didn't even have to ask and laugh out loud.

      We are instructed to just bring beers to people sitting at tables, I clarify to the managers 'so you just want us to bring beers without them even asking for them?' 'Yes' they reply, seems fishy but I do what I'm told. Most of the businessmen are older with full suits on. I see that I am only wearing a black button up and stand out somewhat.

      I ask a table if they want beers but then notice they all look like minors, not dressed like the rest of the people there. They say yes they want beers so I ask for an ID. They all huddle around each other whispering. A girl in the middle produces her ID. I struggle to read it but notice she won't be 21 till 2026, she begins some obvious lie about how she ordered a new ID because they printed that one wrong. I don't believe her and walk away.

      Looking at the many different tables and displays there are many sweets like donuts and brownies and all sorts of chocolate confections. We are then told as workers we can have anything to eat we want. I have my eye on a candy cane shaped donut with coloured sprinkles but there are people who grab them up once we are told we can eat, I decide to walk around more and see what is available.

      Walking back to the front of the convention floor past most of the tables of treats. I notice the entrance looks like a convenience store. There are people standing in line for odds and ends by the register. I ask a guy at the front of the line if he wants a beer, he raises his hand and shakes his head graciously signaling no.

      I notice a giant full wall display cooler to the right. It has many different types of prawns/lobsters in it. The largest lobsters are at the top, they are larger than anything I've ever seen at 3-4 feet long. The sign says they are $69 a pound. I recall paying $28 a pound for king crab IWL so this doesn't seem too odd and I gather most of the business men are incredibly rich anyway.Still impressed by the display I pull out my phone to take a picture of the wall of shellfish.

      As I am walking back into the convention center I notice the sounds of my feet hitting the tile go quiet in a certain section just after the main doorway. Curious I am made aware that there was a scientist before who used to do his research in this facility. He made himself invisible and was never seen again. I am made aware he was murdered and his body was smashed by being stampeded by the mass of businessmen in suits all flooding the convention center. They left him on the floor of the entrance as a disgrace. There was no sound because people were walking over him. The dream fades as I am disgusted by this discovery.
    11. A Late Show, Obama's Bass, and The Sick Terminal

      by , 12-25-2020 at 02:50 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/24/20

      I am working on a late show, I am with 2 older women and Stephen. I mention a movie called "Dead Relations" talking about the dark comedy, I tell them I think Helen Mirin and Glenn Close are in it. I am wrong IWL I believe. The real movie is called Death Becomes Her. We are all walking through the capital together in the rain. Stephen starts giving some monologue on a monument facing a field but the lighting is all backlit and you can't see him that well. One of the aids mentions this and we turn him around to face the light. I gather we are doing a livestream of some kind for a special event.

      We are in a car together that feels more like an SUV there are two older women sitting next to me and in the passenger seat and Stephen is driving. I ask him if he's just along for the ride or if we have the pleasure of his company all night. He looks at me through the rear view mirror and says I'm all in it baby. And we are all pleased and laugh at him.

      We get back to the offices and there are two ladies working in a small room with their own computer, they know me well. I gather we have a casual relationship and they enjoy when I stop to talk to them. They ask me if I am here to work on a late show and I say yeah we're doing a livestream. They are older and I gather they don't fully understand the concept. I now feel like we are at the white house possibly and in some back hallway office. I am in another room and notice one of the aids has been posting selfies on the work forum and we understand this is wrong and she is divulging secrets to the public. In one of the pictures she is holding her dog.


      I am with Obama in some random living room and I gather he is going to play the bass along with some TV program like a karaoke. He gets upset that no one watches him when it is his turn to play.
      I only walked away for a few minutes to get something before he started, I only see him play for a few seconds before he stops, saying 'I'm done with this'. He leaves and we all leave with him. I am driving a small futuristic looking chevy volt towards the airport. I gather he is also going to the airport and they are behind me on the road. I accidentally drive in the back entrance which is like a long tunnel/causeway and notice Obama's SUV behind me, they must be taking the VIP entrance.

      I know that I am here by mistake. I park my car in the service area where other people are walking. All my baggage and stuff is in the car. I gather it is a rental. The valet is bothered that I left my car there but I am walking around looking for the right place to be. When I find my correct entrance I go back to move the car. The car is gone and I understand some woman just got in the car and drove it out into the vast parking lot.
      I am bothered because I have to make a flight and all of my belongings were in the car. I spend some time looking in the parking lot for the car but am never really successful. I concede that perhaps I will only have the things on my person, then I realize I don't even have my phone on me, double whammy.

      After some time walking around I am back in the terminal, there are long lines most everyone has a mask on. I gather the flights have all been delayed and there has been a massive error with their computer systems and people are getting irate. I now jump behind the counter to help the only guy who is working frantically trying to alleviate the tension. We are tag teaming fixing a printer while entering in everyone's information manually from a clipboard.

      I get to know some of the passengers in the meantime and most of them are kind. I start cutting sheets of paper that are the tickets printed out on long old style printer paper to help the guy out. We are suddenly in the back part of the airport, it is dimly lit and everyone is sitting around waiting. I gather the management has discovered there are several people who are sick trying to board the plane so we have all been quarantined in a back large room while they figure out what to do with us as a whole. I notice there are a few sick people with masks on and showing obvious symptoms.

      I stand on a desk with the announcement microphone on a black cord held up. I begin some monologue about how none of us are going to get where we are going because some of us are unwell and trying to travel like everything is normal. I ask if it is really worth it, do other people's lives matter enough to you to not travel. Think about it, if it were your son, or your grandmother, would you sacrifice them just to get on this plane? Please consider other people and choose not to travel if you are sick, if you are sick please leave now if you have the slightest compassion for other people.

      Everyone watches me intently and I can tell some people are affected by my talk. I see a small family of four who are all sick with their heads held low begin walking to the door. Another girl who is younger and traveling on her own tells me she will not travel because she isn't symptomatic but she was exposed just a few days ago. I am grateful for everyone who chooses life and the plane begins boarding.
    12. Alligator Fields, Goth Invasion, and Fragments

      by , 12-24-2020 at 05:17 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/23/20

      I am with K and the doctor is also there. She is barefoot wearing a flowing black dress and her long wavy dark brown hair hangs in front of one of her eyes and lays softly on her shoulders. We are in a large green field with scattered flowers and tall trees lining either side like a narrow pasture. We notice alligators of varying sizes on the sides of some ditches coming up from different places. People are scared and so is K. The doctor and I are excited and treating it jokingly like an adventure. I am more curious than concerned however K is shocked by our nonchalants.

      I hold K's hand while the doctor deals with some of the alligators in a passive way. She is comforted but still cautious of the gators. The doctor is in his original metal tube TARDIS. He fades away leaving us on the edge of the field by a set of very large wooden doors. People are leaving but there is still a large gator by the door. I assure her the doctor will be back because he always comes back. I hold a metal tube in my other hand while walking her to the door.

      I invite K to come with us. She asks us if it is always like this. I tell her this is a typical Tuesday. She is flabbergasted by the excitement and declines more adventure. I am surprised by her fear but understand her cautiousness. The dream ends as we walk hand in hand through the large metal studded wooden gateway.


      I am in my basement with a friend. I walk out front and notice a worker in a work van sitting right in front of my car. There are random graphics on the side of the white van I gather a neighbor has called them for some duty like copying keys. My friend has left my godson's backpack on the sidewalk next to my car. As I walk out there I notice some taller skinny girl in an all jean skirt walking in front of the house on her phone.

      She doesn't seem to notice me. I mention to my friend we shouldn't leave the backpack on the sidewalk as there might be valuables in it, and would be super easy for someone to just walk off with it. Walking to my car which is bumper to bumper with the work van being worked on I notice my car doors are open. The girl walking by just casually gets in my car without saying anything and starts going through it picking things up like she owns the place. We are both taken aback this is happening and I give a curious yet amused stare towards the girl while standing feet away. The girl doesn't realize I own the car.

      After talking to the worker of the van for a few seconds, I ask the girl 'how are you doing?' She says 'Great, just tryna figure out who owns this fine whip!' I now notice she is somewhat goth/punk looking, pale freckled skin and short dark hair with coloured highlights and not bad looking either. I am still shocked she was rummaging through my car. I tell her 'This is my car, just what do you think you are doing in there?' She just shrugs and says 'looking for stuff'

      Somehow it transitions and we're now in my basement all together. My friend is there on my bed and the girl is sitting on the futon with her knees to the side. We are casually talking and I am somewhat interrogating her. Still trying to figure out what she was doing in my car. She is attempting to comfort me by telling me that I am alright and shouldn't worry. She slyly is giggling and taking pictures of me with her cell phone while I am talking to her. I call her out for it and it's no big deal. I now notice one of her other friends is on the couch across the room just watching the whole thing. He also looks like a taller goth kid with long black bangs. As we are talking I notice he now has a girlfriend with him who is laying on him cuddling while we all talk. I start to notice that her friends are starting to just appear in my room and I am not even sure if I trust her yet. She takes my headphones out of her bag and throws them at me. I say 'See! Was that so hard? How can you expect me to trust you or your friends if I don't even know what you've taken from me!'

      Suddenly another friend barges into the basement from the garage door in a hurry. He is portly, red-faced with some random black band t-shirt and a stuffed backpack on. He says quick things to the friends and immediately goes into my bathroom. I am through with this. I tell everyone 'Alright! Get out, I don't know any of you and I have a bad feeling I am being taken advantage of here!' The girl seems cute and I apologise to her but she has to see how this is wrong. The portly guy comes out of the bathroom and just walks back outside and leaves through the garage. I wonder if he has taken from my food pantry in the garage.

      When I look outside to find him I notice there is now white marker written/drawn all over my black car. Random words and symbols cover every square inch of my black paint like some teenagers binder. The girl mentions she has the same car as I do and I tell her she is lying. The portly guy is no where to be seen. When the friend and the girlfriend get up to leave the girlfriend is down low at first and I almost pet her like a dog. Laughing at my sudden lapse in logical judgement. I am now unsure of their genders as they are referring to each other as her. I let the girl use the bathroom before leaving and tell her maybe I'll see her around sometime but it will take some time for me to forgive her intrusion and theft.


      There is a fragment of me driving my car down the street. It is night and cold and snowy. My car hasn't been started for a while so I barely get it cranked and gather the engine is trying to die so I just let it idle while I coast down the street hoping it will catch up and rev to life. My windshield is completely covered in frost save a small gap in the bottom left I can barely see through. It also feels like my seat is too far reclined and I am having trouble controlling the car (most of my driving in dreams is either from the passenger seat or the back seat and usually stressful). I see shadows and yellow flashing lights on one side of the window while it is still heavily obfuscated by the frost. I know there are cars parked on either side of the road in my neighborhood and attempt my best to keep the car centered without hitting any of the cars on the sides. After a time I flick on the defrost and turn the air on full blast, the window clears up within seconds and I see I have kept the car in the center with no accidents so I just continue to drive around the block warming up my engine.


      I have a fragment of being stuck in a dock/asian market place. There are many dim lit rooms with prepared food and second hand goods on tables for sale.
      Everyone seems like a prisoner/drowsy to their life. Everyone looks down and is just slowly going about their business. I am moving quickly from room to room, it feels like a flea market inside an old fashioned run down corporate campus. It starts to feel partially post-apocalyptic even. I make it outside and somehow fly up over the roofs of the building.

      This opens up into a massive expanse of never-ending run down weathered corporate buildings, none are over two stories tall. It is reminiscent of those shack slum villages you see in Brazil or India, buildings showing the gradient of the hills they are built upon. Only every building is mossy, run down, and soiled with algae on the sides. The dream fades as I look down over the watery docks I am hovering over.
    13. Chase Fragments and Escape

      by , 12-23-2020 at 05:29 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/22/20

      I am in some shower house E is there, long hallway with multiple showers in it. Just about to get in one when the whole house jolts to the side. There are electric pulses running through the walls and the ceiling I gather the house has been hit by lightning it must be storming outside. We go outside and it is storming hard. We try to duck and I warn other people coming to the house to watch out for the lightning.

      I am with my brother J. I gather we are in some kind of highschool/middle school combo, both have girlfriends our ages who are our companions. We venture around the school for a while then begin being chased by the security for some reason. I understand there is a terminator type character coming after us. We leave the property in different vehicles. He has a big blue van I end up driving later on. I have multiple sets of keys in my pocket. My companion is with me.

      We go to a restaurant and know that we are wanted by the law. The other people in the restaurant are older folks who don't know who we are. We get a table and sit down to eat. After some time people start to become suspicious of us, there is a tv which is broadcasting our pictures and mentioning that we are being pursued.

      I now have the blue van my brother was driving and he is no where to be seen. It is my companion and myself we narrowly escape as I fumble for the right set of keys to get the older van to start. It has blue carpet inside.

      We are back at the school. It must be lunchtime so I stand in one of the lines to get food. There are only drinks at this line in a cooler on the ground. I keep pulling bottles out which have been drunk out of. I want chocolate milk and pull out a milk shake base which is melted in some kind of container. I don't have any money and gather everything here costs something. The lady at the register just gives me a drink after I pull a small carton of chocolate milk out. I walk around more and notice many different lines for people to get food but they are all different types of desserts. Like chocolate pies and candies and brownies and everything sugary. I ask someone if there is any actual food here and they seem surprised none of the lines have food ready. They tell someone else that we're down to chocolates and they need to prepare more. I find a line in a back room that has some old pizza on it. After I get a couple pieces and begin walking back to my table I notice more food starting to get brought out like dumplings and tacos of sorts. I shrug it off and continue back to my table.

      Towards the end the whole thing feels like it has been a movie production of a sorts. Everyone is happy that the shooting has ended and just hanging around with that satisfied completed feeling. I see some kids who I thought were in middle school and I ask them what grade they are actually in, they say fifth and I am surprised the production used actual correct aged kids for their roles as middle schoolers. We are all walking in a line beside the building in a field back to the main area.

      I am with my companion again and she is happy to be with me. As we are leaving the lot she shows her ID to the guard. He stands there looking at the ID suspiciously for a few seconds. Looking back to her and the ID, I ask him if he wants to take a picture and start to pull off. He reluctantly tosses the ID back towards our open window and I catch it with one hand. We pull off and start driving away, she tells me she is happy that I'm here, we hold hands while I have one hand on the steering wheel and the dream fades as we pull out to the main street.
    14. Lucid Fragments and The Answer

      by , 12-21-2020 at 01:25 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/20/20

      Lucid fragments

      I am laying in bed and G pops her head around the corner and asks me if we have a t-shirt with the word NASA on it. Cause someone is here who wants it back. I know immediately this is a dream and tell her no one is here because I am dreaming. I nosepinch and affirm it.

      Several times I start to wake up and partially open my eyes to see my bedroom and re-enter the dream with a nosepinch.

      One of the times I pop back into a bedroom which is larger than my own and I gather I am in a large house. There is a girl in the room who looks like Amanda Seyfried who is fawning for me. I understand I am not supposed to be there and her father is in the house looking for me. So I wander through some rooms and find myself in a large walk-in closet, the dream starts to collapse several times so I rub my hands together to bring it back. I am in the closet so I reach out to feel the clothes hanging up to get a tactile sensation making the dream more anchored. I notice there is a makeup vanity set up in the corner of the dark walk in closet. She slips in the closet and kisses me a few times as her father draws nearer, she then walks out to distract him while I hide in the large dark closet.

      Starting to wake up again I nosepinch and re-enter another dream. I am in my bedroom again and there are 2 random people in the room. I know this isn't real because I'm quarantined and don't have company. They disappear and I sit up to start talking to the dream. I say 'I am aware I am dreaming', I nosepinch again and the dream gets clearer. Everything is very bright crisp and the layout to my room is slightly different than IWL. I say out loud 'I know I am dreaming right now, I am listening, show me what I need to see' I look around and partially notice a couple attachable lamps/mini electric devices hanging from my bed frame. I say again, 'I am listening, show me' and suddenly the two devices light up with life and begin buzzing around my head like small single propeller drones. One of them hovers inches from my face looking directly at me. I am cautious in the first instant but immediately calm myself acknowledging this is the dream communicating with me.

      It is a white plastic device which has a rounded cone end like the tip of a rocket and buzzing propeller blades which keep it aloft. I calmly watch it for a few seconds while the second one buzzes around to the right of me. I say 'Hello, show me what I need to know' it hovers bouncing inches from my face for almost 30 seconds with no indication of changing. I repeat again, 'I am watching, show me' I feel the dream start to collapse but maintain the awareness by feeling the sheets in my hands without changing my vision. It flies over to the second one on the right of me. I look down my bed and see the two of them circling each other like small bats in flight. They are pointing towards my stack of books at the foot of my bed, flying towards them then away in a "Look here" type manner. The dream fades and I awake in my dark bedroom.

      Note: there are ~50 books stacked against my bookcase at the foot of my bed from a library sale last year, perhaps my answer is in here?

      Updated 12-21-2020 at 03:31 AM by 51110

      Categories
      lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    15. J's Jam Fest

      by , 12-19-2020 at 05:51 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/18/20

      I am with an old friend J. He wants to turn his indian dad's electronic store into a hangout spot after it closes for the day to smoke and chill in(he's white IWL). I am sitting in his car in front of the store waiting for it to close when I notice a short dark haired pixie looking indian girl in a car looking at me interestingly from the end of the lot. An older indian man walks out to it and I ask J if that is his Dad. He says no. They drive away together.

      After the store closes and the gathering begins. It is super small-time at first, just a few friends and some chill smoke time with low lights. There may be a blacklight or two, the walls are white and there's not a lot of furniture. At a certain point we are outside in his car again and he gifts me a whole art set with coloured pencils and brushes. I am grateful and mention how I value different mediums of expression. He also offers me a lit cig but I am grossed out by it and throw it away.

      Over time the party becomes big like a jam fest. Tons of people have shown up, the big crowds dancing in masses and spraying water on each other like a summer party at night. I realize this was his plan all along to host a giant party, I remember telling people he's had this vision for years. He is obviously super wasted and I can hear him goofing off on the DJs microphone looking for someone out of sight saying 'Where is he!? Where is he!?'

      At first I am apprehensive because this kind of thing usually isn't really my scene, I go along with it finally and embrace the party in full affect. I walk inside with no shirt on, baggy grey sweatpants, long straight hair, one of those dumbass flatbill hats and a black backpack. I gather the ladies find me quite attractive. There are tons of girls all laying around on mattresses pushed together on the floor all naked talking about being on molly. One of them mentions outdoing the guys by 3/4ths. There are not enough guys present so they are all hooking up with each other in various positions and super thirsty at that. They all look up lustily at me. One of them while on her knees with her legs spread points down at herself and commands, 'You eat this' then points at me continuing 'And I'll eat that'. I happily oblige and lay down proceeding to take turns enjoying multiple women in a row, it is a jam fest after all.
      'Days go by' by Dirty Vegas plays loudly in the background.

      The next morning I come back in after chilling outside some with J. There are more guys there in the morning and a couple of the girls who knew me from the night before are lounging around on a couch in the corner of the room. They see me and grin knowingly. I partially acknowledge them with a nod before plopping down on the couch and dropping my backpack on the floor. I notice there is some smoking paraphernalia laying around on the tables but no one is smoking, it's a typical burnt out morning after. The guy next to me is pissed that 'someone brought the bear around last night'. I gather he is talking about the cops showing up, I don't recall it.
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