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    2015-09-27 (LD#148) flintstones, work, path/cars/bribe/toaster, fly(LD) bath,brain,train

    by , 09-27-2015 at 03:04 PM (330 Views)
    Paying attention to senses during the night. Poor/light sleep.

    bedtime around midnight 00:00 - 00:30?

    05:30
    + (f) sitting around a fire(?) with guys holding huge stone axes, the axe heads are several feet in each dimension, this is because stone is much more fragile than metal, metal tools can be much smaller

    + work

    + tree/path/cars/bribe/toaster

    I'm standing on a path looking to a hillside fairly far away where bunch of guys have wrapped their arms around the trunk of a tree (various side branches) and are trying to pull it down. The tree breaks and falls to the ground on top of / around the men. I call out "you've broken the tree!" (I see this process repeat once?). I see that one of the pieces of the multi-trunked tree has splintered and landed on top of one of the guys. Another guy is near. He uses his strength (he'll have to be really strong! I think) to move the trunk off the guy underneath. He's not wearing a shirt. I sort of expect to see he's been pierced by a sharp piece of wood but he looks OK.

    Walking on the dirt path on the way I used to walk home from the science museum. The path is much wider and with established tire tracks now. A dune-buggy like car zooms by me on the higher part of the path closer to the fence. I'm annoyed by this fast traffic. I look back and see a large bush is separating the two parts of the path. I think of placing a large, metallic pyramid structure about 1 meter high on the high path to block the way of cars. As I approach the fence at the end of the dirt path, a small, bronze car zips by me at high speed on the lower path. I gesture with my arms and call out "slow down!" as I reach the gate and turn to look the bronze car stops and a (blonde?) guy leans out his head and calls something which I can't hear, but presumably to complain about my complaint. I call out "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!".

    Suddenly a small car runs right in to me. It hits me across both my upper legs. It bumps against me again. I'm mad and I pick up the tiny car in my arms and throw it a few meters down the hill. I see that there is a female driver (young, blonde?). I then realize what's happened and say "You hit me with your car!…..YOU HIT ME WITH YOUR CAR!" I think I'm going to call the cops and get her in a heap of trouble. I take out my cell phone and there is a big conical damaged area in it that I push with my fingers and it goes in and out above/below the main plane of the phone.

    I'm walking in a room and there is a man there who is trying to bribe me (about the accident?). He asks me "are you a member of CRSS?". I say "I don't pay any attention to [city B] politics. I just want it to be a good place for people to live. The people who live here shouldn't be bothered." He hands me a small stack of cash. I start to count through it and I see $1, $5, $10, $20 bills, and also some paper advertisement fliers, which means there's less cash here than I thought. He says not to count it here.

    Walking out, there's a woman(?) giving a class on a chess program (like ChessBase or Chess Position Trainer, but it has its own name), there are several young (high school?) male students there. The teacher is apologizing to the guys, saying "I know you wanted to get in one more game." I'm with my wife and I want to head up the final hill home [to childhood home], but the stairway leads through a toaster oven which is cooking an open-faced sandwich which is blocking the way out. I open the oven and wonder if they'll mind if I take out the sandwich myself. It's really bubbling from the heat. There is a thin layer of meat, and some bubbling brown sauce on top. I want to put in a sandwich for my wife, I see some onion rings under the stuff piled on the tray.

    WBTB
    start BTS
    insomnia
    07:00 ?
    up for a few hours
    09:00 - 10:00? BTS

    time unknown

    + fly LD(#148)
    I'm on my childhood home deck at night [location not acknowledged in dream], I'm jumping high into the air, a cat is on top of the railing and also jumps high. This may be a dream/RC doing this jump, before was not conclusive even though we hung in the air a split second. Jump again and the cat also jumps with me, higher this time, I do a nose-pinch in the air and get lucid. I turn to look down the hill and see the city lights far below me in clumps in the distance. I stretch out my arms and start flying towards the lights. I'm losing a bit of altitude and am coming up on some neighbor's deck furniture below me pretty close but I decide I'm going to clear it OK and I do. A lock of hair is hanging down obscuring the view from my right eye a bit and I shake my head to dislodge it. I keep flying towards the lights and decide that I'm going to do my best to maintain lucidity and keep the dream solid and stable for a long time. Then my wife moves in bed
    and I wake up.

    BTS

    13:30
    final waking

    + arriving with group in car on steep hill. Our destination is down the hill below the parking lot. The guys in the car don't want to park so far away. I drive in to the parking lot (circling it first?) and choose a spot that is still pretty high. We get out and then the people help me to empty pieces of a bathtub into the parking lot (?)

    + I'm in some sort of scientific lab. I'm talking with people about the discoveries that have been made. It is apparently some sort of electronic brain. I'm saying that there has been a breakthrough in nerve signal transmission. Also something about the high amount of power it takes to drive this device.

    Then I'm standing a bit farther down the room. There's a sign/thing that we are required to read and memorize only when the train arrive and we must repeat this word/phrase/code/thing before the train leaves. My friend lifts up the flap covering the code and reads it ahead of time, he's beaten the system he thinks. It reads something like "NOOOOMOOO". Then the train comes, and I lift the flap, and I see that the code has changed. The joke is on us, now we must quickly memorize the new complex code and restate it in just a few moments. We're not going to make it.

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    Updated 09-27-2015 at 03:29 PM by 65364

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