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I am going to a wedding. I walk into the small venue (just a room?) through a small hallway. There’s someone greeting people - he recognizes me from ‘last time’, bringing up how I had too much to drink, in a joking way. I think I have a memory of this (in the dream). It’s okay, because I don’t plan to drink any alcohol tonight. Now, some others are here and we are queuing for a marathon. I guess I’m going to be part of this. It’s longer than I thought, even for a marathon, and everyone else looks pretty serious. Somebody opens the door, and we’re off. We start on what looks like a sidewalk. Some start with speed, and some start with a pace that they intend to keep throughout. The surroundings are now what looks like a room filled with maybe a couple of feet of water. The room is completely bare and a dark gray? I run laps on top of the water. After a while, I find out that I’ve won. I’m excited, but I also start to think it might not be fair if everyone else was running where we started and I was here. They give me a journal as a gift. It has pages of good quality and they’ve written congratulatory notes in the front. I still can’t believe I had no idea what I was getting into and then ended up winning.

I’m walking out of a parking garage. I think I’m with somebody else. We end up running into Ally. Kass also joins us a moment later. Ally talks to us, but Kass seems aloof. We end up at Basecamp. It looks slightly different, with the check-in counter and common area on a ledge under the outdoor wall. There are many bags all over the ground, with hardly any space for more. Now I’m at a different section of the place to rent gear. It’s dark out and Brian Sweeney and Lucas Larson are standing out on the porch? (it looks somewhat like a house). I try to ask Brian for gear and he gets visibly angry. They both look really drunk. He does get me gear and also becomes more friendly as we start talking.

I’m in a house with Melissa (it feels like Granny’s old house). I think either carpet or hardwood floor is being put in, so we have to be either up or downstairs while they’re doing it.

I am seeing a scene of Alex and Sierra in what looks like a luxury hotel room many floors up (I can tell because at least one wall is entirely a window). It’s like this is a video they’ve sent us. Sierra is lying face up on what looks like a massage table, arms folded and eyes closed. Alex is telling us she’s been ‘diagnosed’ and to guess with what. It seems like it’s supposed to be some sickness, but then he reveals that she is pregnant.

I’m in the old house. I’m alone, and it feels like it might be late at night. I hear something in the backyard and go to look out one of the windows. (They are in the spots I remember them really being, but there are curtains over all of them that we never had. The house also seems empty, devoid of décor or furniture). Getting close to the wall to look behind/between the curtain and window without moving it, I see a small Asian? woman on the phone, trying to look into the house. Without much hesitation, I dial 911. They answer immediately, then the call cuts out. I call back and it never gets through (*I wake up at this point). There was also something about someone ringing the doorbell at the old house and me answering it. It was two men asking if we had dog food to spare, and I think I gave them some. It was slightly suspicious.

I am driving somewhere (it doesn’t really seem familiar). It’s a surface street, and it feels like I’ve pulled out of a shopping center. A small red car comes up besides me and then cuts in front of me, scraping my front bumper in doing so. I think he might just keep driving, but he pulls to the side immediately after. I notice that the car has a California plate. I get out after pulling over too, and don’t notice any damage to my car. We agree to exchange information, just in case. He is lanky and darker skinned, in a beanie and sweatpants and has his mom or grandma with him. The interaction is amicable.

I’m at work and going to be reading a book aloud. I stand between listing and the CP counter, facing the warehouse. The book looks like a kids book, and there are people sitting in a few rows of desks. I prepare myself and also can’t find the beginning of what I’m supposed to read. I say something to them to stall and become self conscious of my voice being the only sound in the room. When I glance up, almost everyone looks disinterested in what I’m doing, which helps with the self-consciousness. I begin reading, stumbling over almost every word, apologizing and trying to continue on level-headedly. Again, nobody seems to care. There is also a shelving cart right in front of me.

Last night I was testing out a wireless EEG headband and some REM detection software I made for it. I have it connected to my PC which then sends a sound to be played on my phone once REM is detected, unfortunately it unpaired with my PC before I got to REM sleep. My sleep was pretty poor since I was semi-aware of that process going on in the background.



Dreams - 11:10pm - 10:09am (I can’t believe how long I slept)

I’m in a house with Tami, it feels like it’s a new place we had just recently moved into. My phone rings, I pick it up and I can recognize it was DF by his voice. I wasn’t really interested in talking to him so when he said “Hello? Is this (my name)” I awkwardly responded “Uh.. No it’s not, you must have the wrong number!” We awkwardly end the call.

A man enters the front door with five other guys. I assume this is the landlord with some guys to work on the house in some capacity. Tami is in the kitchen. I’m suddenly back on the phone with DF and we’re having an awkward conversation. He seemingly wants to get to know me better or to be friends outside of a professional setting but it’s just awkward. I can tell he’s watching tv in the background as we speak.

A lull in the conversation comes up, we’re both silent. I’m suddenly wracking my brain for something to talk about, as if this was a really important meeting or interview or something. I let my mind go blank and tell myself if there’s something I want to talk about with him then it will come up, otherwise it won’t.

I’m pacing as this is going on, I see Tami in the kitchen grabbing something out of the sink and one of the repair guys is standing right beside her, reaching to the top shelf for something in the cabinet. It dawned on me that these people came into the house without any notice, and the fact that this guy was going about what he was doing and seemingly crowding in on Tami's personal space really bothered me. I put the phone down for a sec and shouted across to the guy “Hey you, get out of here!” Tami turned and said “Oh, no it’s okay I’ve got him helping me! ” As the guy handed some spice he was grabbing from the top shelf to Tami. Now I feel kind of silly but also happy that he wasn’t bothering her, so I return to the call and resume pacing around.

I admit to DF that earlier when he called that it was me. He says “Well, I did think it was you. It was your number, and it was your voice” (lol). I realize that there is some sort of bent up wire going around from the back of my head and close to my mouth - encircling my head. It was like electrical wire but the part right in front of my mouth the insulation was stripped showing bare copper. I felt like it may have been a mic.



This whole dream felt like a gross fever dream, I woke up with an awful headache.

Okay, another longish entry with very small dream fragments. (It's a thankless job.) Apperrently I can't save drafts anymore, it automatically just posts WTF DV!

Mcdonald's

A dream I got re hired at a mcdonald's I use to work at. Tina, the Operations manager gave me a return gift. I sat in a restaurant lobby that also had apartments inside? And leafed through the bag. An orange juice, some snacks and a flip phone... I was a bit perplexed at the flip phone. Honestly though, I would kill to to work at a mcdonald's job again. Both working and living with my dad and my brother is awful. The hours suck. My dad is a micromanaging, pedophelic, angry boomer, who doesn't know how to give instructions and expects me to just "Figure out the obvious.". And my brother who takes a 20 minute smoke break every 5 minutes, and always seems to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown... Oh well, I got an epic tax return and will be using it to gt my piano tuning business of the ground in not time.

All this morning.

Drive

Flash of Jamie driving me into the middle of the country, and we were passing a lot of pickup trucks. Plans were to park somewhere discrete and um... You know. She plan on just nabbing me someday and getting it over with?!?!?!?

Braids

Helping Jamie with braids again... okay is this a thing. If I get with Jamie, am I going to have to buy a hairstylist hair dummy or something?

Book

Flash of Jamie sitting in a chair with a giant book. Seems to be The Bible. She pauses and looks up at me and says, "Umm, I'm really having a hard time with this."

I wake up for a moment and a voice that sounds like Jesus goes into my head, "Give her something simple." Alright. Not Sure where Jamie is on her walk with this. I did have dreams years ago that she was talking to Jesus. I don't know if Jamie considers herself, "Saved," or not. So, I personally believe in "Saved by grace through faith alone." Doctrine. Main verse to back that up is ephesians 2:8-9, but there are also many others. I wonder if she knows what she is being saved from. Basically, all religions and spiritual practices address that everyone has a , "Sinful nature,". Ever got cut off in traffic and got mad? that's a sin. how about sex without marriage? also a sin. So, in Christianity God's standard for entrance into Heaven after death is Perfection. Everyone on earth falls below that standard even if we have sinned once, we are all destined do a death separated from God. God, however does not desire that anyone in his creation to perish this way. So He sent his Son: Jesus, who is also God in the flesh. Who lived the perfect lived the perfect life, was crucified and killed which was payment for our sin debt, Rose To life after 3 days, all according to the scriptures which came before. So, whoever repents (The greek word for 'repent' is metanoia, which is a word to "change your mind") and believe Jesus is real and did all of this for us, Gets his perfect sinless record, credited to our sin debt account. And since we get his record credited to our accounts, we don't spend death separated from God.

It was actually in 2011 I felt this "nudge" from god, after watching a video. I felt a presence, and I prayed fro the first time in years, "Are you real?" I watched a movie about Jesus, fell asleep and had this dream: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/man...f-jesus-19690/ . Now I ignored that dream, got addicted to psychic readings, Met Jamie, and the rest is history.

Simple task: Read ephesians 2:8-9. Start on the gospel of John and see if Jesus indeed preached "Saved by grace...". don't try to read the whole gospel if you don't want, just find some examples. Pray before hand, "Ask god if he is real or to reveal himself to you." But be sincere. if you don't like reading there is a Visual bible: the gospel of John, on youtube (I personally like the one with the actor who plays 'Desmond,' from LOST.") it's pretty much a word for word movie of the Book. Stay out of the "Hard to swallow pills" of the old testament for now. For that I recommend Chuck Missler on youtube, "Learn the bible in 24 hours", who also has some old testament bible studies. He's very sciency, Doesn't yell (I friggin hate preachers who yell or get overly emotional). He has a tendency to go off on tangents, but still really easy to listen to. Don't fall asleep to his speeches though unless you want to be ear blasted by annoying religious instrumental music at the beginning and end of each episode.

Jamie conversation

I'm in an addict with Jamie. She's wearing a very fancy, but old fashioned "wifey" dress that is white. She is asking me to go through boxes of her memories, so she can figure what to say to me in person. We have a small argument, but none of it is heated at all. it's something like. "You will hear from me Robert, But, you're going to have to be very patient with me." I say something like, "Ok I'll try. It has been how many years since you have even spoken to me? (Good portion of that is on me though, I always seem to forget that, especially when hangry and i think too much about it) After all this time it still really bothers me." To which she says, "It has been extremely hard for me as well, Robert."

Well damn. These are the words to speak to me. Okay, I guess I will somehow learn to be patient. On it!


Jamie flash.

Similar dream. only there is no conversation and Jamie's dress is black.

Black and white huh? I know what that represents.

Dreams - 10:54pm - 3:00am

Calling off sick and twisted

In this dream I have a forklift warehouse job and I really don’t want to go to work, I just feel tired and uninspired. I call off saying I’m taking a mental health day, I’m speaking with a lady. Suddenly I’m transported to her in person and we continue our conversation. I’m in an underground subway area that reminds me of the one in one of the Matrix movies, where the ‘conductor’ traffics rogue programs around or something. I have the feeling the train hasn’t shown up here in a long time. There are some office cubicles set up in the waiting area.

The lady says she’s going to send me to a doctor that will give me some Reactine (An allergy medicine). She says “He’s good, because he won’t peel the glans in half”. I recoil from this statement and say something to the extent of “WTF are you talking about?” She shrugs it off and says that it’s just what some places do, some guys even request it and that even she’s done it for a patient before.

She goes on to ask me if I’ve ever heard of some really extreme body modification topics before, and I tell her that I have but I’m not interested in it. (This was influenced by the dream I had the other day I’m sure.)

During this conversation my surroundings are morphing from the subway-office to the PA living room with the call continuing again over the phone, I’m laying down on the couch. Katie is pacing around, excitedly and impatiently waiting for me to finish my conversation to get my input on something. Between her pacing and checking in on me and the weird conversation I’m having on the phone I get annoyed with the situation.

Sole survivor

I’m stranded on a distant planet, it’s a space mission gone wrong and I’m the sole survivor. It’s very dark and I’m enveloped by very fine black sand that is blowing against me constantly. The only illumination is from what might be my nearby spaceship and some other nearby equipment. The blowing sand against the dim lights could be mistaken as swarms of insects. There is a powerful laser-based machine beside me that can build things, it’s shaped like a cube. I don’t know how it works. I try turning it on and it shoots hundreds of lasers downwards from a grid on the top of the cube to the ground. I grab a piece of rusty metal on the ground and test out swinging it through the lasers, all of the rust is cleaned off by the lasers revealing chrome metal underneath.

Lego world

I end up on a planet where everything is shaped sort of like lego or minecraft, everything is very cube-y and pixelated. There are grassy areas with a light dusting of pixelated snow. Against a dirt wall I see a samurai looking statue which has a mempo mask on. I gain the dream knowledge that Jensen Huang, the CEO of NVIDIA owns and runs this planet. I find myself in a cavernous cube shaped room. There is a waist height two foot by two foot section of dirt removed from the whole perimeter of the room, it could be used as a dirt desk perhaps. There are symbols etched into the deeper part of this carved part of the wall and I have to touch them one by one sequentially around the room. As I do this the section is slowly closing downard, I realize my arm may eventually be crushed while trying to press one of the symbols if I’m not fast enough. An image of Jensen watching this event maniacally from above the scene appears in my mind.



Dreams - 3:30am-6:32am

Again at the PA house

I feel like I’m in the H-Town area. I’m in a disgusting basement, it’s damp and moldy. There are people here troubleshooting something. There’s a water heater in front of me on it’s side, leaking onto the floor. Sue is there, RacheL is too and she appears similar to around the time I first met her.

Going upstairs takes me to the livingroom of the PA house. It’s dark out and raining. I stare out the front window for a bit, nothing is happening. I’m alone and bored. I think to myself “I wish I could just jump forward past this boring part”.

I notice “I MONSTER - Daydream In Blue” is playing. I have a conductors baton and I begin pretending I’m orchestrating the song. I stand by the fireplace facing both staircases and continue ‘conducting’. My dad comes in from the front door, makes his way to a seat near me and sits down. I carry on conducting.


I’m not where this fits in but there was a man making chrome dental grills that spelled out “CHROOOOME”

Recall still shit. All I'm getting are flashes. I miss my longer dreams, even if they are non lucid.

stop

Was falling asleep briefly yesterday morning, Vaguely entertaining thoughts on Katelynn... when I had an Hypnagogic flash of a stop sign. Well, It's pretty clear what that means...

Robin

A brief dream, that was entirely a shade of blue. Seemed to be having 2 dreams at once. In one I'm in Fortnite (Yes, I finally took over the household internet and briefly indulged in some video games) Someone shot at me and I did a 90 or something. suddenly I was in a restaurant and a familiar man was sitting at a table and having a coffee. He looked like Robin Williams. I went up to him and stated, "Wow, you look like Robin Williams!" He said that yes, he was Robin Williams. We began having a conversation when I woke up.

Jamie 1

I'm in the familiar black space with Jamie. She is turned around and I am helping her with a fancy hairstyle or something (I blame TikTok for this one, my feed started showing me how to braid and women's hairstyles. And well, I'm a guy, I like women with long hair. so, I found it satisfying to watch these videos). While I'm doing her hair She says, "Robert, My boyfriend..." And I'm thinking, "Her boyfriend what? Who's her boyfriend? and what was she going to say about him?" Then I realize that the tone she said it in sounded more like admiration and pride more like, "Robert My Boyfriend!" Ok, since when? How far into delusion land have I gone here? I guess in the unlikely scenario that Jamie reads my dreams, and we are connected telepathically through dreams, and she is deciding to actively participate in this. With all the dreams we've apparently shared and all the things we have done in them, I guess within the realm of only dreams and not physical reality, Her statement is true. Now I can live with that. But for how long?


Voices

I'm in the black space again walking towards Jamie. It sounds like she is talking to someone that isn't there. She says, "Robert, I'm not breaking up with you."
I go up to her and tell her I am right here. She keeps arguing with a voice in her head that apparently sounds like me. I then notice something behind her in the shadows it looks kind of like me but it is made up of burning papers or something... I grab Jamie's shoulder and turn her around and say, "Look, that isn't me." that's all I remember.
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However, I have written some years ago, that I was at that time experiencing something like a voice in my head that sounds like Jamie while awake. (I also had a dream at that time that Jamie was sitting in a chair and she was hearing voices in her head that sounded like me, So I wonder if she experiences this as well?) Me, being a Christian, we are all taught the devil likes to attack us through the mind, so, I am extremely skeptical. I've tried deliverance prayers, renouncing the voice i hear. I have even tried arguing with the voice telling it, "You're not real, leave me alone. Shut up!!!" etc. This stuff is the icing on the cake of what I experience that almost convinces me that I should check myself into a psych ward. If only there was a pill or some type of therapy that could make it stop. however, in conjunction with paranormal phenomena, dreams, impossible coincidences with messages, I'm convinced it's spiritual in nature. Especially now, since moving back to the area where she lives. The frequency of Jamie Dreams has increased as well as the intensity of the voice. The voice has Jamie's moods, seems thoughtful and loving, at most times. And also sometimes maintains her push/pull style. Here are some interesting experiences I've had with the voice:

in 2019, I was into ghost hunting especially using EVP apps like "Echovox,". Well, the day after I sent Jamie my long message admitting everything, to her. I was on night shift with my co worker at mcdonald's. Mcdonald's night shift is terrifying, those places are haunted AF (A girl's hair was pulled in the freezer. A lot of staff members heard voices including me. Tongs flew off the table sometimes. not to mention when we had a power outage and everything was pitch black.) So on our smoke break, The day after I msgd Jamie, Me and the coworker decided to play around with the app. The second I turned it on, Jamie's voice was speaking, "I LOVE HIM, I LOVE HIM!!!" but it sounded creepy like she was saying it as she was breathing in. The co worker thought it was his girlfriend's voice. But he clearly heard the same thing. I once in a while, would play around with the app, to see if I could get Jamie's voice back. I eventually stopped it though due to the voice, in my head and on the app complaining about it and urging me to no longer use it.

In recent instances on the day I saw Jamie in the store. On my way driving there I heard the voice say with OOMPH!, "You're going to see me today!" And I was like arguing like, "Yeah right, are you driving behind me?" "Maybe I am." I check and no one is following me. I go into the store, She's right there. Doesn't look at me when she leaves, and seems mad I'm even there. Well, for days I gave the voice shit, "Don't hype yourself to me, if you won't even look at me or even acknowledge my existence." The day I saw Jamie in the SUV I hard the same voice with OOMPH, "You're going to see me today!." Hours before. I notice this time she smiled and was looking at me.

Another thing that might lend credulity to the voice. I was scrolling TikTok and came upon some Christian based descriptions of this paranormal interference and delusions in human relationships. Soul ties, and Kingdom Spouse. Again, I lump this in with Twin Flame, and Alien Love Bite category: take these things with a grain of salt. I focus more on the personal experiences that people go through and compare it to mine. I especially was fascinated reading the comments on the soul tie videos written by women, "I hear what he thinks, I know when he's eating, when he is sleeping..."

So, If Jamie reads these entries, and she does indeed hear voices, and if she knows Jesus. Pray about it. For the past month, I do 20 minutes to half an hour of prayer daily. Only asking for the truth about all of this. Sometimes it quiets the voice, but not for long. If she feels that she is hearing multiple voices that sound like me. I experience that at times. Especially lately. Prayer should work. And if it's not working maybe there's something we're both doing that's inviting demons it. It could be an abuse of the voice. It could be something dream related... Whatever it is, we should probably stop doing it for a while, and see if it stops.

And if all this is in my head and she reads these. Please let me know. I want to be free from this.

This is also the 629'th dream journal entry.

I'm at the apartments and I'm wlking down towards them as I do so I see little kids playing in the yard one has a bag of

chips and is running with it. He somehow dorps the bag but not the chip. It was orange in color and I began to taste it

Just frome looking at it! It tasted like sour cream chedder. then I'm near the park and I'm walking through foot high apple

slices. There are green apples and are wet to the touch. My feet are buried in them and I'm wonerin how this managed to

happen. I pick one up and take a bite. Tasted like juicy natural apples with no over aggzagerarted flavor. The meat of the

apple looked natural, white and somewhat transparent.

Hello My fella dreamers, It has been a wile since I have last posted. I am gonna be reviving my dream journal and updating them with imagery and new entries.

Regular dreams will be in black (Everyday non-lucid/normal dreams)
Nightmares in red (fear inducing)
lucid in blue (knowning I'm in a dream)
interpeted in gray (something simular happens in real life)
fragmented in brown (can remember only a small part or bits and peices)
reocurring in pink(Things, characters or people that have appeared in dreams more then once)
Dream goal in orange (Attempt to do a dream task from the DV forums)
Reacurring places in dark green (places that appear in dreams)
HI Hypnogogic Imagery (Images that occur while entering sleep)
HI Hypnopompic Images (Images that occur while waking up)

I start off standing in a living room. The lights are on and there are DCs in it. One's a shadow and the other one was the

same except it had some detailing. The shadowy DC has committed a dream sin and is being punished for whatever it was he has done. The Punisher is talking to the committee about his actions and demands that he comes with him. He refuses and a fight.

breaks out. They grab at each other and then the punisher opens a pair of doors that was on his chest, grabs the committee.

and presses his head up against the inner part of the left door and he yells out in pain as the hot metal burns his face.

He pulls away and the furnace man grabs his arm and they fight yet again, punching and kicking at each other. This goes on.

for some time with me witnessing them fighting, punching, kicking and burning each other. At some point in time, they fall

on to the ground and roll around. The furnace man gets the committees head into the doors and stands up with only the head.

sticking out. They are still yelling and arguing and the furnace guy burns him with the hot doors again and the committee

screams again. This happens a few times and then the committee dose something dumb. He turns his head sideways and his chin.

that was keeping his head out came off the edge of the furnace and he is pushed down into his chest and the doors closed.

up. I can hear him really start to yell and scream as the furnace guy took him off, into another room. After that it got

quiet. From seeing all of this even though it didn't bother me I went down a hall and into a back room and collapsed on the

floor in front of a doorless way. I heard the furnace guy call me, but I didn't respond. Soon he came out and gently held me.

up. "Are you ok?" I nodded yes and stood up. I said something about being Lucid and hoped that this was a dream! Me and him

talked about dream stuff until I woke up.

Dream 1: 12:00am - 4:30am

Going through the drive-thru

I’m going through a McDonalds drive-thru with some unknown friends. The driver pulls up enough that my window is lined up with the drive-thru window. I open the door and take the bags that are handed to me by a woman. I don’t know what I say to her but she misconstrues it as me asking for a free espresso which is part of some event going on. She looks at me like ‘really?’ and begins pouring an espresso, and then added whip cream to the top of it - all without taking her eyes off me or changing her expression.

I feel bad about this for some reason and clumsily ask her “Uh, would you like anything?” (lol). She says she doesn’t drink coffee.


To the party

Some time passes and my friends and I arrive at our destination which is a fancy penthouse party. Everyone is dressed nicely and there are celebrities here. I get the vibe it’s some sort of award show after party, the atmosphere is relaxed and upbeat.

I look at a man and I’m instantly transported to when he took his video that he submitted to compete in the event that led up to this party.

It’s just him and one man filming him out in the wilderness, the ground and trees are covered in snow, it feels like it could be in Alaska. The man being filmed is a rapper, he has no shirt on and is only wearing shorts, his body is covered in tattoo’s and scarification tattoos. He has dark sclera contact lenses in and has heavy body modifications, his nostrils are removed and his upper lip is scarred and unusual. (This guy was influenced from a similar guy I’ve seen online recently)

He’s rapping and the more I hear the more I don’t like him. The camera view changes - the view is now of the camera resting slightly sideways on the ground so that the snow on the ground takes up a lot of the view, and laying on the ground in front of it is the rapper's face. His eyes are wide open staring off to the sky as if he’s dead - his rapping continues over this shot. Very close to the camera are several rectangular pieces of his tattoo’d flesh that were removed, the blood lightly soaking into the top layer of the snow. The track title to the current song appeared in the bottom left hand corner of the screen, “redacted in on the loser”

My presence is transported back into the party and now I see this man in a new light, he looks so different now in his dark suit. I turn my view and I see a Scottish looking man and again my presence goes to the video he produced. He was being recorded in a gymnasium, he was a top athlete in a rugby style game. Right before he began speaking I got the dream knowledge that he was the world's fastest speaker. Along with his accent and speed, I had no clue what he was saying. I think he had really long hair on the back of his calves too.

I’m transported back to the event and there’s a commotion going on by the front door so I head over. Apparently an uninvited woman is trying to persuade her way in, the guy that was at the door asked me to watch it as he left to get someone. I begin having a conversation with the woman, she has black hair and vivid blue eyes and she’s absolutely beautiful. She’s saying that all I have to do is find a man named Eric here and he will vouch for her. I’m not really sure what the situation is and I know the other guy will come back soon so I just say let’s wait for him to come back and we’ll sort this out. We ended up joking around, laughing and flirting a lot.


The suspension bridge

I’m now hiking and crossing a suspension bridge up in some PNW mountains, as I cross it the vibrations dislodge some baseball sized rocks on the other side of the bridge which fall a great way down and just barely miss a man’s head. This really unsettles me.


I performed several cycles of SSILD before drifting off to sleep again.


Dream 2 5:00am - 8:00am

To the cupcake place

I'm out with some friends, we enter a 'cupcake restaurant' we're seated at a round table very close to the front door which I’m not too happy about. I head towards the side that is furthest from the door which has a bench but the seats are taken. I take the last seat which has my back right by the door. The tables and chairs are so low that it's really awkward to sit with my long limbs. The register is directly to my left and the hostess there sees me struggling. She apologizes for the awkward setup they have.

While looking around at the place I absentmindedly grab some sort of cupcake off of my dish and take a bite. I look at my plate and it's full of partially eaten things by whoever was eating here last. The hostess notices this and apologizes profusely but also tries to blame me for sitting where I sat or something. All of these nuisances added up to too much, I stand up and say “you know what, I'm out” - I’m unusually aggravated.


Hide and seek

I leave the building and it's raining outside, I'm thinking about where I can go to get something to eat. I'm going back and forth on the ideas of fast food or somewhere nice.

I'm now walking through a mall, the main walkway passes through a video game sort of store/section. A thin 17-ish year old guy screams at me "YOU!", I look at him and think that he may be autistic or something by the way his voice sounded and the way he looked. His eyes were bloodshot and his veins were standing out on his head.

He quickly walked towards me and said something like "You took the last one!" And sort of punch/shoved me with both arms. He had so much more strength than he should have had for his size and I stumbled backwards.

Behind him was what I considered to be his guardian, but he's also young - maybe 19. He's wearing a dark long sleeved shirt with his arms crossed, with a smirk on his face. This guy seems to make sure it’s at a distance but close enough to keep tabs on what’s going on.

The angry one starts to come at me again and I try to calm him down, I slightly put my arms up with my palms facing him and quickly say "No no no, I didn't take anything!" in a friendly tone. He stops for a moment and looks at me wide-eyed like maybe he made a mistake, but then goes right back at it.

I decided that the person he's with is possibly setting him on people like this and think it best to avoid the situation. So I start leaving this part of the mall and begin going down winding corridors. I know he's still following me so I sprint for a bit before resuming at a brisk walk.

A woman is walking in my direction, when I try to walk to one side of the corridor she does the same thing. She's staring at me intently and unblinking - making sure that we're on a collision course. Similar to my last encounter, she has a man trailing her. Right before we collide I side- step to the right and get around her. Once we pass each other she’s immediately out of my mind, as if she was a car on the other side of a highway and now that we’ve left each other's vision we’re on our separate courses.

I come up to a closed elevator door with someone standing facing it. I notice it's the kid I've been avoiding! I sneak up behind him and pull my fist back before becoming partially lucid. I think to myself 'what am I doing!?' I quietly back up and go around another corner, I end up in a store that must be unoccupied or something, the lights are all off and it's very dark.

I go in to the right and back up against a small indented part in the wall and sit on the ground, suddenly exhausted. I see a long shadow of a figure from the light pouring in from the entrance on my left. The figure walks over directly to me and it's the kid again, it almost feels like playing a horror game and the killer found me. He’s cracking his knuckles.

I slowly open my eyes a bit IWL and I'm in a very pleasant sleep paralysis. My whole body is really comfortable and nearly impossible to move, besides my eyes which are also very heavy. I had to choose between waking up and recording my dreams or potentially lucidly return to my dream. I decided on the former.

Rollercoaster:
I'm in my local downtown area, inside a restaurant. It looks like an Oregano's Pizza.
I'm looking out the front door. I see my girlfriend with another guy. His hair looks big.
I remember (within the story of the dream) that me and girlfriend had recently agreed to "take a break."
The pain of seeing her with somebody else is immense. It feels like the real thing.
...
I'm in a hallway that looks like one from my highschool. My girlfriend is there.
I tell her I want to get back together, and she agrees. Happy embrace.
...
I'm with her at a hotel pool. We are doing naughty things.