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    1. 2015-02-03 Comp (SCoAA) night #10, LD#96: work, weird kitchen, bombs, doll baby, dancing grls, party

      by , 02-03-2015 at 12:04 PM
      comp night #10

      00:11 bedtime


      +(f) in best friend MR's house: someone has been tidying up, there are neat piles of magazines everywhere

      +(f) in some place doing something(!!)

      + the bombs are falling and mortars going off all around me, I take cover in a small tough cafe to the left

      I'm talking to some guy I say yeah they're going to bomb us. I'm outside in daylight on a street in between buildings, I'm looking up into the sky behind me while I'm running forwards, I see the bombs falling down, I can't outrun them. They land, I see a mortar on the ground, how can I avoid the shrapnel? Should I lie down in the fetal position on the ground?

      I see off to the left a small rounded hut it's a cafe, I lunch for it, there is a guy there sitting on a stool just inside the door I reach out my hand for him to grab and pull me inside. I get inside and sit at the counter on a stool the roof is thick curved metal it should protect us, but the window flaps are open, I close mine. Everyone else around me is eating, unconcerned. I order lunch.

      Busted WBTB (up for 3 hours), on the computer in the kitchen playing a dungeon crawl game
      Fell reeeeally tired now, about 08:30? 9? back to bed, I'm so tired but it still takes a long time to fall asleep, my wife's alarm goes off several times, she finally gets up.


      + playing with doll baby

      I'm heading down the stairs (waking realization: childhood home) with a small baby in my hands, it's so small it's like a doll. I'm reaching the bottom of the stairs and sort of swoop it around a little bit, it doesn't like this and starts to fuss, I get concerned that it will bother the mother upstairs. I cradle it's head in my right hand. It's more like a doll, I continue to move it around, playful flying movements, it has a strange open mouth with curvy lips like an oyster shell, I think of feeding it.

      + in party where everybody hates me, huffing out, calling them names

      I'm walking in between people and furniture in a small room at a party, trying to find a clear place to step, everyone here hates me, they're making disparaging remarks about me. I say "Well you're all a bunch of hags and witches. And the other thing that starts with a B!" The crowd murmurs its astonishment at this statement, and I make my exit.

      + the amazing traveling guy at work

      In a large indoor space, I see suitcases/packed luggage around me. This is a small company and we have only this one amazing traveling guy, he has sold our product successfully before, making presentations to groups of 20 people all on his own, maybe with the help of one other person. I make a comment about him going on yet another trip. I imagine his face, he's sort of middle-Eastern, looks a bit like George Clooney, salt and pepper hair.

      + shoot-out in the multi-level apartment/home with the fancy front door

      DO from up on the higher level looking down, like watching a show. Two guys arrive into the ground floor, one looks like Seth Rogen, he's behaving goofy, like looking deeply into the security camera on a door and making gestures in front of it. The second guy is serious and is annoyed by this and stops him. The serious guy goes to another door, closer to me, which is very ornate and with a round, pointy top, like a medieval castle door, covered with rounded sculptures on its front. This door is locked, and the guy they're looking for is inside, probably upstairs. The serious guy knocks and pounds on the door. The man they're looking for emerges from a doorway across from me and walks across an open ledge towards me on the upper level. The serious guys turns and sees the man walking there and fires several shots at him from a pistol.

      + discussing the start-up with other work friends in a kitchen

      I'm standing with guys from one start-up, <R>, in the work kitchen, standing close to founder J.E., talking about another company I worked for. "Yeah, I was there when it was nothing, I was employee #5 or #6, it was just like this" and I gesture around the kitchen to the small group of people standing there. "Now it's really grown, and has a ton of people, like 30 or 40 or maybe 100, and they're now in the facilities of that other company, <3>" Some (girl?) says they're not all that large or successful actually, I disagree.

      + the unattractive white-clad dancing girls: an expensive attraction for the party at work (ping pong table)

      outdoors light, It's a big "friday" celebration at work, they've hired a big gang of dancing girls wearing white frilly/fuzzy costumes. I'm sitting on the ground. I look behind me and I see that a bunch of people are sitting on/under the ping pong table, and it's so bent out of shape from this that it is in the shape of a "U". The girls are dancing towards us and I notice that they are practically all quite unattractive. I think they're going to come and interact with the employees and I'm saying under my breath "oh, please, not an ugly one…"

      + trying to get to the burner, melting plastic, stuff falls down in back, annoyed butler, weird huge bottles of wine

      I'm standing in a kitchen and want to warm something up on the burner, I turn it on. I'm trying to find the burner, the cooktop is standalone (no backsplash) and is so crowded with things that I can't find the burner. I notice a funny smell. I'm pushing the pile of things back to find the burner, something towards the back falls off to the floor. An elderly butler appears on my left, I think he's annoyed at how I'm just pushing around this pile of stuff. I notice finally the burner, I see a square bit of plastic wrap (like from cheese singles) on the burner, I think that's the source of the smell, I try to pick it up.

      My attention is grabbed by two bottles on the counter to my right. They are large, 2-liter soda-bottle-sized bottles on wine, Dom Perignon-shaped, with bright yellow liquid / chunks inside (sort of like a lava lamp), and I'm amazed at these things, I think they're just the drinks we decided that we would never buy.

      + (lucid #96) packed party in a small room: waking life memory connection, command "brighter", it works!

      This started out with basically no visuals, more just like HI, but I'm lucid from the start, perhaps was a waking moment. I try to put interpretations on to the shapes, like arms/people, and I sort of materialize a scene at a party, there's one girl who sits on my right knee and I kiss her a little. I think I need to disengage to stabilize and connect with memory. I do this, I stand up and turn the left and think "my body is asleep in bed, and this experience is all a fantasy." The visuals are basically gone to gray at this point, back to HI, I try to interpret them as people, I say several times, "Brighter!", "Brighter!" and I'm amazed that with each statement of the word, it's like somebody turns up the lights/clarity a little bit more, until I have full bright visuals. I'm enjoying the scene, it's a very small room at a party with people busy bustling around, all female . I'm checking out the adults looking for a cute one, don't find any to my taste, I notice things seem a bit "unstable" and try to clam down, and just observe. I notice that there is a conga dance line of about 20+ identical little girls in identical red dresses (with white polka dots?) moving through one part of the room. There are so many of the girls in such a small space that the line folds and bends around itself multiple times, at rectangular/right angles. I'm just looking around amazed, when I find another attractive girl and turn her to me, "this is my dream" I think I say, she does not object, and I kiss her a bit , and wake up.
    2. 2015-01-31 Comp (SCoAA) night #7: both prior homes in one night! projectile poop-blasting macaques

      by , 01-31-2015 at 01:19 PM
      New dreaming result! I had significant (semi-epic) dreams *both* of my childhood home and my prior adult home, both in the same night (one after another I think).

      Dream signs or oddities that captured my attention in the dream, funny/interesting moments in bold.

      FM = false memory

      This is but a taste of what I dreamed. I know scenes were forgotten, and details.


      +(f) college friend FG: hands me a piece of fish, then a piece of chicken, I take a bite of both, they're both slimy

      +(f) I have FG in a headlock, I'm contemplating knocking him unconscious (editorial: serves him right for the slimy food!)

      The location seems to be the doorway of my sister's bedroom in childhood home, looking out into the hallway. I see FG's face up close to mine.


      + childhood home, neighbor tree with projectile-poop-shooting macaques, bathroom window, shower, visit neighbor & more macaque poop-dodging [it runs out of ammo]

      I'm in my childhood home, main floor, I'm really happy to be here. I open the sliding glass door in the dining room and go out onto the deck. I stand at the railing looking at the view and look down to the trees/plants in our neighbor's yards down the hill from us. The trees look wrong, something's different. I see one of them (sort of thick, tropical looking tree, tall and skinny, with large fat leaves) is so tall that it has bent over and reaches all the way to the trees/bushes underneath our deck. This is not good, since I think that animals can climb up this tree to reach our house.

      I notice movement in the tree, it turns out there's a "macaque" there about half-way up. It's attack is shooting a strong, tight stream of projectile poop+liquid from it's ass at high speed and far distances. This stream heads for me and hits me squarely in the chest / face. I detect a faint poopy smell. This is nasty. There is another macaque sitting quietly on top of the deck railing where it meets the house on the right, quietly.

      I head to the bathroom upstairs to take a shower. There is a macaque on the roof, opening the window, I rush to close and secure the window. Macaque opens it again, I close it and try to secure it, I can't seem to lock it shut. I take shower.

      I am now in the house/yard of the house below ours where the "macaque tree is." I look up and see the projectile-poop-shooting macaque is still there. It shoots a few weaker streams in my direction which I successfully doge, it's running "out of ammo." A few last nuggets of poop fall out of its butt. The people who live there are moving away. I ask "you're taking the macaques with you, right?" They say "no." I say "oh God these macaques will be unsupervised."

      + adult home [First time both prior homes visited in one night!]: floor uneven, neighbor fence reduced, garage stairs & hamsters, male being & genitals, outdoors and young men making out

      I'm walking through the rooms of my prior adult home. I am thoroughly enjoying being back here. I look at the gorgeous hardwood oak floors. I notice in one room there is a depression in the floor, an uneven area like the floor has partially collapsed down there, a few feet long and a few inches wide, I look at it for a while confused, that wasn't here when we lived here. I walk past my kids old bedrooms and think how they'd like to see them again. I head to the master bedroom and go out the sliding glass door to the back/side yard. My attention is instantly drawn to the fence across from my, it's completely different from how it used to be. Instead of a uniform height, the fence at the point right across from the master bedroom door become half height (full height going off to the left), extending all the way to the right edge of the property. The neighbor's yard (M) is fully exposed and visible, I see the plants, trees, and a dog running around there. I also see into the yard of the house beyond them [FM, no such house], because the fence on the far side of M's yard is also half-height.

      I walk along the fence to the right a bit, then two young girls, M's daughters [FM, M has only one adult daughter] are sitting there, (I get a no-panties up skirt peek at one of them?), they go running into the house to get a present for us they prepared for our return. I wonder where M is?

      I go down the stairway (to a basement?) [FM, just short steps into garage], and while heading down I notice a small hamster cage on a high windowsill. It is 3/4 covered on top with a white cloth draped over it. I see one hamster clearly inside. I'm confused, I thought our hamsters died a long time ago, the new owners must have bought new ones?

      Heading back up the stairs with a bunch of chidden, it's hard to get through the opening, I instead manage to pry open the door and the kids can easily get through.

      I'm right next to a (young man? A male being, maybe not human) sitting in a (large hamster cage?) He's rubbing his genitals in the bark at the bottom of the cage, this will increase his power? He's rubbing back and forth, there's not much "down there". Then I look again and he has a large, erect penis. I think "uh oh looks like he achieved his power."

      Outdoors in the backyard, I'm talking to someone but my attention is caught by a sight I see through a window/the walls inside the house, two young men making out. Better not to disturb them.

      +(f) preparing to question guide about equipment in large indoor dock

      +(f) trying to access bank account with banker, keep entering access code wrong, 90-degree left rotated "c" (is is a "u"?)

      I ask the banker "will I be able to access my <my bank's name> account through this system?" He says/nods "yes." Can't enter the code correctly. Funny "u" character that looks like a "c" rotated on its side, or an "o" with just a small bit of the top missing"

      +(f) long narrow walk-in shower with ex-GF SB [non-sexy]

      I'm maneuvering past SB to get to the water.