There was a shooting. I approached a wounded enemy gunman, who was squirming on the ground, and shot him in the head with a revolver. I knew I had to save bullets for an encounter with a monster later. There was another enemy with a gun in the distance. I think he shot one of my allies (a girl?). Or he could have been the monster but shapeshifted into the form of a man.
Morning of July 6, 2018. Friday. Dream #: 18,827-02. Reading time: 1 min 12 sec. While dreaming, I was aware of workers arriving, in reality, to work on our new fence (which has been drawn out over several weeks, so we did not expect them to show up this morning). The noise enters my dream at times, creating a typical imaginary intruder scenario, where the men seem to be walking around in our house as we sleep. As it becomes quieter, my dream transitions into a pre-liminal mode where a fence defines the virtual division between dream space and the threshold of potential consciousness. The preconscious avatar (or cerebral sleep-wake manager, as an unknown male) starts talking about our new fence, which I see has gaps (that is, not a privacy fence of the type they had been building in reality) and different from the previous front ones (that were also solid) of the other houses. There is an intriguing conversation that makes no sense, though my dream self perceives it as having validity. He talks to me about painting the bars green so they match the lawn, which would supposedly render our house as invisible from that angle from the public footpath and street. Despite how ridiculous it sounds, my dream self perceives it as possible. A member of the public walking past our house would see our lawn and fence bars at the same time, and it would seem to them like a solid wall. They did build an open fence after having spent time on the high privacy fence at the beginning, which makes no sense, especially as they took the privacy fences down from the other two houses and replaced them with the type from my dream. I could consider this as precognitive, but since the workers knew what they would be doing, telepathy (for lack of a better word) is more probable.
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Date of Dream: FRI 6 JUL - 2018 Dream No. 368 - Seperated Sections Dream 368 A - Where Is She Now I don't remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was talking to the real WB but it didn't feel like she was in a good mood in this dream. Apparently, she had applied and gotten into a course at RMIT university. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream 368 B - Welcoming Trickery I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was accompanying Sly and Murray on a job. They boarded a plane and a green masked guy that looked like Captain Quark from the Ratchet and Clank series was welcoming on board but I felt, from my energy, that there was something dodgy about him. Once Sly and Murray were on board (I was no longer in the scene and rather the dream was playing from third person perspective), Quark gently hushed them and then grew a particularly evil frown with a grin, slashing a black and yellow tap across them and imprisoning them along with the other passengers! I was shocked at the scene I was witnessing and I thought to myself, “What the... Thank God I didn't go with them”. The dream actually now showed me with Bentley and this unknown dream character dressed in orange. Though, Bentley was changed to be a female, now matching the gender of the orange character but I have forgotten “Betty's” exact appearance. Someone else came into the scene and the orange dream character got all excited, apparently the newcomer was her (the orange character's) sister named Gabby. After welcoming Gabby, I quickly interrupted. Speaking to Gabby, I said, “That's all good you've gotten to speak to each other but there's an Australian celebrity coming. I need you to change this whole room to be an electric blue”. Apparently I was actually referring to Sly. The room was currently orange and green to match the current dream characters. Gabby had walked into the room though and the transformation had began. The façade was now light up in a very vibrant blue colour to be a match for Sly's arrival. That's all I can remember for this dream. Dream Tasks - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially) - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially) - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No) - In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No) - In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No) Dream 368: Results (Competition #5) 368 A Competition Night: 5 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 368 B Competition Night: 5 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 1.5 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) + Previous Total: 8.0 Total Accumulated Points: 9.5 NOTE: There was no mention of Bentley's identity in the dream. It's only after I woke up that I realised it was a female version of Bentley. Betty is what I think the female alternate name of Bentley. So "Betty" is a custom added name to make the journal entry flow well.
I went to bed around 8:30 P M after 4 episodes of DB Super and a long round of Pokemon Battles. I tried to meditate a little before going to sleep. The first time I woke up, I had some dream recall. I remembered some earlier parts but couldn't re-remember them later. Because my re-remembering is not working, I might need ot start writing them throughout the night, each time I wake up. Where my memory starts, I am in an auditorium. It is some kind of recovery meeting. The dog from my college house, L, comes and puts her feet on everyone in my row, one at a time, and eventually gets to me. It is a way of greeting us. From behind me, I can hear M R say, "The big book is the real recovery book." It is supposed to be more of an A C A meeting so I get pretty ticked off. I say, "I hate that A A big book. The A C A red book is the real recovery book." I remember a passage from there that talked about staying calm and riding out the storms of early sobriety. A B was saying how he accidentally had a slip last night, so he came back to the meeting. He said some people get sober by necesity and some get sober by their intention. I remember at the end of the first round of dreams, I was driving to a restaurant. I was with someone else. We were going to a sushi place. We stopped at a smaller sushi place but then left to get to the big restaurant place. As we drove, we got to a 3 way intersection which came to a T. People began closing in on us from each side. We had no where to go. As they closed in on us, I woke up. I got up to use the rest room that time. When I laid back down, I could re-play the dreams in my mind and try to form a memory of them. Luckily I re-remembered some later. From the next round of dreams, I remember a T I song. I forgot the words, but he had multi-syllable rhymes. I was reading the lyrics as I heard the song. The rhymes were pretty good. I remember stuff with people from my college house. I remember a part with a side scroller game. The platforms were black. J R was going along the platforms. At the end, there were some tilted platforms he had to jump between. They were too slippery. I suggested he add some grip tape. When I went to add the grip tape, it kept sliding off anyway. There was nothing to stick the grip tape to the platform. I remember being in town near the A T M and food store, trying to call my dad. I am not sure why I was trying to call him. I remember a restaurant. The owner or manager went to the back with his son to take a break. He said that we could serve ourselves. There were shellfish and donuts. I got a donut that looked to be filled with icing. G F commented that my donut must be creme filled but his didn't seem to be. I wondered if the donuts would taste like shell fish. I think E S was there. I forgot the ending of those dreams. I remembered those dreams the least. I must have gone back to sleep the soonest. I remember dreaming of pizza boxes. Some pizza boxes were open. I remember someone said to keep them closed so that the pizza would stay warm. Due to less air exposure. I remember going to some kind of class at a gym. A girl in the locker room was putting her yogurt in her locker until after the class. When I tried to tell her that it wasn't safe to leave it out so long, she said, "It's only a minute." But really, it wasn't! She needed to put that yogurt in the fridge. I remember a part when I was at a gym. I was pacing around near the machines, probably between sets. A guy there asked me something like, "Are you okay?" I said that I was fine but my shoulder was just not doing well today. Then some people appeared who seemed important. The scene shifted to being in a food court. I saw the guy standing by their table like they were important. "Get us some chips," the one guy said. So he ran off to get them chips. Then he got back and they ate the chips. "If we have all this power, to manifest anything at will, why did we just ask that guy to get us chips?" the one on the left said. The guy on the right responded something about pretending to have to live within the limitations of this world some times. I didn't know it was a dream. I was really convinced that these were people who had gained lots of power. I remember being in a class room. There was a song on a youtube video and the chalk board. It mentioned alcoholism, a higher power, and some other concepts. One line said that there must be a future, because if someone touches a power line, people get sick. I remember seeing someone talk to their girlfriend. They said they would make sure to stay up late so they could spend time with their girlfriend. "I will sleep more during the day so I can be up at night," he said. I guess she had a late work schedule. He said that sleep makes him evil. That bothered me because it is a negative view of sleep. I try to see sleep as a positive thing. I don't think any harm can come from sleep, while lots of harm can come from a deficit of sleep. I've had trouble sleeping for most of my life so I need all the encouragement to sleep I can get. I am aware that some people have a really easy time sleeping as much as they want, and wish they could be awake more often. I remember something in nana's living room. R K was fighting with a teacher. The teacher tried to pull me to her side. I also remember being in town and R K seemed to get along with N R. It was late and people were out drinking. I think I saw a van and thought of going to sleep. I remember the front of C L's house. He had some garbage out front. It looked all burnt up. I remember L K talking with me. She said sometimes she smokes. I told her that's bad, and she tried to minimize the harm of it. I continued to push the concept that the smoke travels over 50 feet and infects everyone around. There is no safe level of exposure. And so on. She wouldn't really listen. Then, she was fighting with someone else over some cookies that were at the table in front of me. To spite her, I threw the cookies over the fence. Then there was a thing about how the neighbor's dog would be eating play dough if we didn't pick them up. But I felt so angry that I didn't go to pick them up right away. I knew I could just reach over with the grabber but was feeling stubborn. I remember S S was in this next part. I was trying to fashion an angled platform. I had this metal platform thing and bent it all up. S S came out to bend it back. I remember people walking down an aisle. Gandalf played music on a keyboard kind of thing, and sung. There was a poster with folding panels that swung around. Some panels were behind the others. I think the performance was for some kind of royal people. I remember the dream came back around to picking up the play dough from the other side of the fence. My dad was out there. To get a sense of how to reach over, I went on google images, and tried to see an overhead view of my neighborhood. I showed my dad the old pictures from before the deck was built. He was right near the part of the fence where the play dough was. I didn't want him to know what I was doing. I tried to discreetly get the play dough. I woke up, took my supplements, but couldn't sleep again. Maybe it was the heat. It's only 6:44 A M so that seems a little too early to be up.
Created Thursday 05 July 2018 Got a decent DILD and two fragments to note. I probably could've remembered more of the last fragment, if I wasn't so distracted. Scrap Group 1 At home. I was 'daydreaming' about my guide, E. Suddenly, I was in the shower with her as a tiny figure, almost accidentally getting myself squashed. That cat then woke me up. Dream 1 - Unusual Sense of Fulfillment Scene 1 - Happiness Without Success (and Some Bumps) The visuals were dim. I falsely awaken in bed in the middle of the night. Got up and went to the lounge, where I realized the dream. But, I was too exhausted to continue, and dropped dead on the floor. Rewind with rapid awareness. I get up and head to the front door. Tried just walking right through, but couldn't. Things were hazing up. I pretty much banged my head on the door for half a minute before I simply opened it. Upon taking one step outside, I began to thoroughly rub my hands/the environment, going on for a minute for absolute certainty. This gave me extreme clarity and stability within this state. I slowly walk out of the complex. While sightseeing, I attempted various personal tasks/stunts. No luck with any of them, save for unexpectedly finding that I was then fully dressed in casual wear. And yet, I felt oddly content, perhaps even fulfilled. After a simple 5-minute stroll through part of the block, I decided to head back home and go straight to bed. Home again. Awareness lost. I rummaged around in the kitchen, when I heard someone knocking on the door. My brother, Theseus appeared from upstairs to answer. There, I overheard him loudly arguing with supposed neighbor's of ours. I ignored most of this. Later, I walk out the place again. Seeing myself in underwear granted me awareness. That's when my 'neighbors' directed their gripes at me. They complained that my previous walk frightened their grandson, of whom was playing outside. Why a kid would be doing such in the middle of the night is beyond me. Anyway, I assured them the impossibility of such, what with it being my dream, and all, and headed back inside. They responded with nasty insinuations of my character, greatly upsetting me. Things get unclear. Lost lucidity. I complain about the above with my siblings. This looped back, along with part of the stroll. There's thoughts of having revenge against those neighbors, if not acting out on such. Unknown transition. Possible reentry. Scene 2 - Come Fly With Me Similar visuals as above. I was walking around the neighborhood, this time accompanied with my brother, Adrian. Soon, I noticed the last parts of "Come Fly With Me" sounding in the backward, instantly resparking awareness. Per the song's title, I grabbed my bro, then flew us past the trees and far above into the night sky. Not too clear on other things. I know I head west, and probably mention a trip to the water park. Unknown transition. Scene 3 - "Showing Off to Grandma" The visuals were brighter but slightly blurrier. I was in a forested area, hurrying through a daytime thunderstorm. Adrian was with me yet again. Soon, we arrived at the side entrance of a mansion, supposedly a place we occupied. We take a moment to take off and rinse our outer garments before entering. Something about this retriggers awareness. We look around the place, passing an entire banquet hall, as well as a space filled with mannequins in fancy late 19th century wear. Then, while turning a corner, I met up with my long deceased great grandma, who appeared far more active and in better health than I'd ever seen her. This gets me to float around in a meditative pose, though with some difficulty. Mom then appeared, and feigns outrage at my "showing off to grandma". The dream collapsed soon after. Scrap Group 2 Playing through and reviewing a CPS2 Marvel game. Marvel Super Heroes, maybe?
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