FryingMan

There was some pretty close examination of the dream environment at the top and bottom of the hill dream, I was trying to form an explanation/rationalization for how the hill could have come to be in that condition.

+ at the top of the LH hill looking down in towards city B, hill eroded, they're blasting, making a road, fly/glide halfway down, stop and ask team of engineers, they're planning for the road, fly to bottom, look back up, see long road, imagine tractors going up and down smoothing the grade. They're adding a major road there, I think it will really ruin the environment. Inside "house" (room? apartment?) at bottom, trying to figure out how I'm going to move all my things. Andr. T (company 3) is there?

Some story with a woman at the bottom of the hill, we start dating?

Either DO or I'm in the story: with woman (from above?) (and kids?) I'm (or somebody else?) was buying a house from a subdivision developer. The house (which is still in the foundation stages, with wooden form frames and coarse large gravel spread all over the plot) is no longer being sold as a "single" but now as a "double," as the developer explains that the single is no longer economically viable. I get very angry and get up in his face and scream "BAIT AND SWITCH, THIS IS A BAIT AND SWITCH!!!!"

[DO?] Observing a discussion between a man and a woman (dating?) at a table, the woman starts to look like the Actor Steve Carrel, the more I look the more she looks like him, it's not my conversation but I'm in the position of the man seated across the table from the woman, looking at her face, and I start to detect 5 o'clock shadow on her face, extending up to "her" eyes, it definitely looks like Steve Carell is playing the role of this woman.

+ crossing the street on a busy crosswalk, lots of people, in the median there is a picnic-table like obstacle [DS?], an old black lady [DS] is having trouble managing to climb over it, I stay there and help her over (she's going the opposite direction that I am), then I'm in the middle of the street and the flow of cars start driving right at me, I try to stay out of their way, they are mostly 1970's wagons (white?), one of them drives right at me then diverts to their right at the last second, moves slowly past me, I look in the car and in the left back seat I see an old black man [DS], I bow with a hand flourish to excuse my bothering of their path/driving, he nods (?) some acknowledgement of my apology as they drive past.

Recall meh, a fair bit of dreaming but it just sort of evaporated:
2mg melatonin at bedtime (~ 23:00)
final get up out of bed: ~08:00

+ [something about N&A? Forgotten]

+ [vague: racing in a vehicle?]

+ drinking from a water bottle, shared between me and 3 little kids lying down in a heap in front of me. I tap the kid at the top of the pile on the head to get him to pass me the water bottle. It has one of those short foldable stiff drinking tubes built into the lid. I give the water back, and then ask for it again. There is a girl there who sings a little phrase [MEM].

+ I'm managing a drug distribution operation disguised within a fast food chain (KFC by the coloring: red and white); a cop is there observing and I think he may bust us. I'm standing to the right of the counter and the cop is standing to the left, we're both watching the action of the servers behind the counter. It is very busy, there are several servers bustling around, and a long line of customers in front of the counter.

+ large number of short scenes all loosely based around a large outdoor swimming pool [DS]
At first weak recall, but lay quietly and reached for memories and a lot of them came flooding back:

At a large outdoor rectangular swimming pool. It is not public, there are memberships involved. I'm helping to pick up small pieces of trash, I'm accumulating them in the palms of my hand, small bits of random pieces of plastic of various colors, I dump these out at some point. In the upper left corner of the pool there are large "tumble-weed"-like bushes growing -- almost all tough branches with no leaves. They are growing in the water and on the pool deck just besides it. The thought that "this is the Chase card member area" of the pool comes to me, some people come by and look at the area, trying to find a place to set up[?], I think this is an undesirable portion of the pool area.

(Earlier: in the water[?], and some people are reminding me about a religious holiday and church schedule that is going on today?)

Sliding on long horizontal suspended poles. I discover that if I wrap a towel around the pole on the left side of the attachment (that hooks me up to the pole) and rub it back and forth (like when drying your back after a shower with a towel), this propels me to the right, and if I do this rubbing on the right side of the attachment, this propels me to the left. I do this left/right "ride" a few times and want to show somebody what I've discovered. Then while picking out clothing from an assembly/cleaning line just beyond the sliding poles, there is a green scarf and (some socks?) that I know are not mine, I do not want to get charged for these.

In line to check out around the corner from the sliding pole, I give my card to pay and it's taking a long time, I wonder if they're using the card to spy on me or find out personal information

At some point there is a moment with a group of schoolchildren in the middle of the large dark-ish space where all of the post-pool activities are taking place. I want to get away from them and just keep going.

On the other side of the pool area from the check-out area, there is a locker room. I'm walking along the aisles trying to choose which one I'm going to change in. I don't want to go all the way to the end because this is more of a public area and I don't want to change in public. I do end up going around the last aisle and there is a girl there next to her father [MEM].

3 Black women without masks in a room, I'm examining their faces [DS], I think they're locals (New York?) one of them is talking to me, I'm uncomfortable with the closeness in this enclosed room and her talking so closely to me without a mask, then she really steps up in my face and continues talking, I finally throw up my hands in a cross to get her to back off.

Odd little two-part Japanese umbrellas : if you remove the top portion which is a sort of a paper cone attached to the base by a plastic "price tag" loop, they you need to buy it and become a member of their video club. Looking down into a cart, there are lots of DVD-cases with videos, I'm not really interested in joining, the Asian ladies there are giving me a pitch to join but I'm ignoring them and continue walking through the area to get out.

Then there's a scene of me observing people playing with very extensive miniature figure war/board-games. Very extensive scenes of battle between the little figures, thing are moving and perhaps some lights flashing during the battles.

Very late bed-time, eating late, and watching a video up to bed-time: less dream time, less aware, less vivid dreams

[earlier]
+ outside, daylight, in a neighborhood "downtown", discussing with neighbors something, I say that I've moved back in to the area

+ outside, I put on a button so that my best friend MR can recognize me, MR and NaIs (wal fsh pal) approach me, I haven't seen NaIs in years, he looks different, his face is not right; I reach to hug NaIs, he pulls back and asks "Are we *really* going to do this?" (he means 'are we going to hug when we should be maintaining social distancing?')

[later]
+ On an odd train, with a long gas tube running through the whole train, that is the train's fuel.

Finally a long, vivid, present (and unfortunately highly disturbing) epic non-lucid

[early]
+ in parking garage trying to find a place, cars are parked so that I can't park, a guy comes to move his car, it's StePhil from company [D, #1], and he wants to sell me his green 1990 Honda Accord Ex with beige internal leather for $125,000

[mid]
+ [epic, vivid, long, 9+ scene] being seduced/groomed into joining a satanic, magic-performing cult

Outside some building with PtZm, I'm thinking about the possibility of performing magic by imagining my reflection in a mirror. PZ makes a shocking statement that children are useless and should (be abandoned?), I'm very surprised at this and am concerned about her child. Her attitude seems to come from her membership in an occult group.

I'm in a large room in a large building, with an attractive woman and 2+ men, they are promoting their cult to me.

STM with the woman

Outside, night, city, on a platform (up a series of steps) from the street where cars are driving, there's a vase with bananas in it. I'm running by and see them and wonder if I should eat one, I'm pretty full, so I think "no," at first, but then I got back and pick one up to eat it. I think about my old Honda Accord and how it may be driving by on the street below.

In a hallway outside an apartment, I'm with 2-3 other men from the cult. They are armed with some wicked, sharp knives. One of them hands me a knife, we're preparing to raid the apartment and attack those inside. The knife they give me is odd, multi-pronged, short (sort of like a vegetable peeler), and very sharp. I put it in my pocket and am concerned that I may stab myself in the leg this way. I kneel down on one knee, and one of the men stabs me on the back of the shoulder with his knife.
"Ow!", I say
"True enough," he replies.
We break into the apartment, there are a lot of people there sitting around tables eating, it is a single large family of middle-eastern origin. I know they are peaceful people. I see the father of the family, with a medium-length black beard, he is facing us. I do not want to attack these people, they do not deserve this. I back my way out of the apartment.

Outside a building, I look inside and see the attractive woman from the cult, she has her head down on the floor, she is cleaning up dirt from under kitchen appliances. She sees me and comes and leans outside, and we kiss. Then a man who is also outside comes up, and also kisses her. I have some feelings of jealousy.

Inside a large auditorium/hall with tons of people milling around. It is a festival of the cult. I'm standing near a stage, upon which are standing some performers in costume. One of them is a young woman naked (at least from the waist down), her back is facing me. I reach up and make some contact with her. She doesn't react, but turns around and her front is visible, and I admire the view, and do a double-take as her privates look kind of weird. I turn to the left and look across the hall, and know that there is a display of the cult's books there. I look up and see a matrix (arranged in rows and columns, about 6x6 ) of beings wearing long robes, suspended from ropes. I know these are the authors of the books in the book display below them. We walk over there, and I think that they are suspended from nooses around their necks, they'd probably die, but it seems they are also supported by other parts of their bodies. As we approach, on of the bodies is lowered down to the ground. I know this is the leader of the cult.

He is a middle-aged man, tall-ish, with odd eyes and I sense from him a strong vibe of power and evil. The people I'm with begin to present themselves to him, one by one they bow to him, and say their name and cult rank:
"<name>, adept"
"<name>, novice"
It comes to my turn. I do not want to bow to this evil being, instead I just slightly incline my head and say
"<name?>, novice".
He faces me, and understands that I have trepidations about joining this cult. He says something like "your powers will grow in time."

I notice a young woman is running around the crowd and whispering things about me and pointing at me. I know she is spreading lies about me in order to ruin my reputation. She keeps doing this to several more people and I grab her and demand that she stop this. I recognize her as KiKo (o player) from high school, whom I had a crush on. I take her into my arms and we go into another room, she wraps her legs around me (she was quite short IWL and is even shorter in the dream, although I have no recollection of her face in the dream) and we kiss a number of times.

With a group of cult members in a pool/hot-tub. I want to escape. I try diving down deep and try to swim by them to get out, I think they may be able to catch me.

Strange STM with a tiny being in a cup.


[late]
+ swimming in large pool/lazy-river type of waterway, putting on a hat from a stack of (dark, felt, blue ) hats floating by and wonder if people will recognize me

+ reviewing the stamps (receipt of small payment for some minor service rendered, like ushering in a concert) in a passport for either my late wife or her late brother, get very emotional when I find a pen in the passport which I "remembered" she used, tried to stay calm

bedtime ~ 22:30
~120ml red wine at about 21:45

final waking ~06:00, quite drowsy still, bathroom, back to bed for WILD attempt, but no imagery, wake up too fast, relaxation not effective.

Couple of longer, quite vivid dreams:

+ parking in traffic, make a u-turn through traffic to a side street, park on the right but the right wheels of the car run up on a large wooden wall on the curb, and then plops back down level to the ground. Get out of the car and am walking with a mini-version of ex-gf SB: she's really short, and half-naked (no bottoms), and I think people may get the wrong idea since she's so small. She stumbles/falls forwards and I notice that she is wearing something below, a sort of thong, so she's not completely 1/2 naked.

Inside, I'm in a large classroom. to a building, attend a seminar in a large classroom where I proudly describe my start-up experiences ("yes, I was founding member number 10!")
(about company R, not a founder, but early employee #10), to a crowd of kids at their desks. I wake up (in bed?) and there's a girl there, I don't want SB to get the wrong idea (?), some people are coming in and I'm still in my underwear, I quickly grab a pile of clothes and in a panic try to put them on. I hear outside in the corridor people talking, there is some sort of gather/exposition going on and people will be arriving to this room soon. The clothes are all wadded up in a tight pile and despite pushing and pulling I can't undo the knot. JL [manager company K] is standing nearby(?). Eventually I get the pants on(?)

+ riding [right rear seat] in car with dad [driving], mom [front passenger], RbOrs [bs trp5], we're driving through town. The conversation with RO (who may not be RO?) turns to work, someone says (me? him?) yeah, you don't want to go tor the "2" group, because RbOrs is the manager." I think that I may perhaps go then work for the "3" group, but I'm not sure my qualifications are good enough. I want to go to a store and get something to eat, and sort of want to get away from mom & dad. I mention I want to go to the store, but mom smiles and says something cheerful, and mentions a store different from the one I want to go to, and that (I'd get right back in the car?). I see the profile of her face, short hair, she looks very young, vibrant, and happy.

We're driving through a treed area up hill (in Str Canyon in B?), and dad mentions taking us to the "Strawberry Cafe, where you can have some cold beers,". We enter a large open area, and my attention is riveted all of a sudden on a huge structure in the distance that fills my vision: it is a massive construct like an observatory. It is lit in the sun, and a bit out of focus, sort of white/orangish color. I see that about 20-30 feet away there are a series of steps and landings leading up to the observatory, and there is a long line of people waiting there winding up the stairs.

Inside, I'm inside a new version of the old company "R". I hear different remembered voices/people (execs) in offices nearby. I'm thinking that my experience in company "N" will mean they'll certainly want me back here again. I see founder "J" [who sold all his shares], and think "oh, he's still here." I see a [T-shirt? some cloth] with a bunch of signatures written in colorful ink of the early employees/founders, and think I see my signature there.

+ [DO] Outdoor, daytime. At a youth baseball training camp, observing the pitching practice mound, which is a large, tall, narrow volcano-like mound with an open bowl top, where players practicing pitching are throwing baseballs. The dirt bowl at the top of the mound absorbs the force of the throws, the balls go THUDD THUDD THUDD as they are thrown into the mound. Some pitches miss and are thrown far beyond the mound. They I'm observing fielding practice from the POV of the player: the balls are thrown up into the sky and the fielders run to catch the balls.

+ lunch at work cafeteria [DS]: large indoor area with long serving tables and picnic-style seating tables. On the main long serving table (traditional with slanted glass to covers and heating trays, there are large chunks of meat like beef. I look at these and they are very unappetizing, looking very red and hardly cooked at all. There are stations along the serving table where people are grilling/cooking their chopped meat further. The contents look very blackened, mixed with something lighter which might be bread or pita-like bread. Further away I see a table/cashier stand where people are buying alternative lunches that look like burgers.

I serve myself a plate, it's very gloppy and seems to be made mostly of rice. It does not look appetizing. I take this to a seating area picnic-style table and sit down at the right corner of the table. In front of me is a steaming container like is used in Dim Sum restaurants. I think this belongs to ChrCh (company 3, B, N, S) who's sitting at a nearby table. I peek under the lid of the steamer basked and see what look like very tasty looking dumplings. ChrCh says I can have them(?).

Leave and come back to the table, which is now populated by a bunch of young workers. I sit down at my spot and the guy across from me says "you can't sit here, we're having a meeting." He looks very stern. I say "I was here first," but decide to heck with it, and get up and go look for another table, leaving in a huff.

+ competition for youth orchestra spots (all string players?), the management says "you'll know when you're accepted"

WILD attempt after final waking but too awake, can't even get to imagery

"trust" method

+ talking with a (detective)? at a kiosk at a mall, get on the down escalator, and the detective is talking about some investigator, a young man whom I briefly visualize

+ I'm standing outside in a very large park with open fields and mature trees, the place looks abandoned and the bushes/trees look like they need watering. I'm remembering earlier times there, this is a place I used to come to a lot. I'm pointing out former athletic fields at various locations around the park as we walk around. Then I'm playing in a game of soccer, my feet are clumsy and I play poorly, I keep trying to kick in a direction perpendicular to the right with my right leg, but I can't generate any strength in that configuration. After several fumbling attempt to manage the ball, finally I get in a skillful quick assist to my teammate in front of me and he quickly kicks the ball into the goal.

[more dreams later, forgotten]

"trust" method

+ I'm in some sort of a restaurant or similar kind of place, sitting on a bench/couch. A very beautiful waitress with a plunging neckline

Spoiler for 18+:

and lovely breasts

is smiling at me and offering me something. Then she leads forwards, pursing her lovely red lips for a kiss. I turn my head and offer her my left cheek, because I know I am engaged and I do not want to be unfaithful. Then she comes and sits closely next to me, I can sense she is really into me and very interested. She puts her arm around mine, and I take her hand. Then some really huge fat guy comes and lies on top of me, he gets up and does a European "3-cheek" welcome kiss. I get up and leave the area. There is a bar area with a barman's liftable counter section, I look down a see a pile of things on the ground. People are singing in another room. I go outside, and see the place from the outside. I re-enter, I decide I want to find that young woman, but she has since left. I find what I think is a note for me along with a gift basket, and I see handwriting in red ink on a small white piece of paper, I think I see my name there. I come closer but then I can't find the note. I'm picking up the gift for me and turning it all around, I see digits, and think maybe it's her phone number, but the closer I look, things are unclear and there is no note and no phone number. I go up to a young woman hostess at a counter, I want to get the contact information of the beautiful woman, I say "just so that I can say thank you for her kindness," but they don't believe me. Later there is a pile of hostesses slumped down lying on top of each other, lounging behind the counter, and they say they're not interested in answering me.

+ DILD #262 in bumper to bumper traffic, I'm behind a [VW bus?] and use the brakes to avoid rear-ending it, the brakes seem not to work very well. My car starts and stops several times. Then I'm on a bus, and a man is outside waving for the bus to stop, (I tell the driver to stop, not at a stop, to let him on?). The man gets on and the bus drives on further. I'm now sitting on the side-ways seats behind the driver, looking towards the back, the man who just got on and another (man?) are talking about how they saw each other in their dreams, and I get lucid and tell them that they are all now inside MY dream! I look at the man some more, closely, the visuals have become very vivid.

bedtime: 00:00
final waking: 09:23

pretty good sleep. Recall enhanced with the "trust/give up" mindset, and eased back to sleep with some pre-WILD sensations.


+ sitting around the table with people in white tuxedos

+ winding through multi-line tight traffic with other cars to the right pushing in front of me, make a right turn and then a quick u-turn to the curb because the light had turned red

+ I see miniature hedgehog-like creatures through the glass door out on the deck, then Chewbacca comes from the right and enters the house, I'm worried he might step on the little guys

+ [vague, fragmented] I'm with my late wife, and she's accusing me of wanting to <foreign slang word for sex> somebody, which I deny

early forgotten, pretty good mid/later longer vivid-ish dream

[early]
+ some long sequence about a school?

[mid/later] work job, single day contract, I've been here before, "recognize" former coworkers in the large kitchen/lounge, a number of scenes

+ I'm arriving in a car-pool to a work location: somewhere fairly remote, the employer provided the vehicle. As I move from the car to the building entrance, (bright daylight, blue sky?), I think these building are (or are just like) the round-domed movie theaters of the Century 21, 22, 23 complex in San Jose. Entering the building, I'm in a kitchen/break room, very large, with couches and vending machines, and people spread around the room, the focus of attention is on me/our group entering. I look around the room and think that I recognize a lot of these people, both men and women, and I have a thought that they are still working here after all this time. I may have had a relationship with a young woman standing with her back to the vending machine on the other side of the room

At a desk, trying to figure out if it will be a good work place for me, if the height will be appropriate. Two other guys need it for a meeting so I need to find another place.

Sitting at a workplace in front of a glass wall [DS], a colleague/woman


+ The Queen of England does not let me interrupt her conversation with a man I want to speak with (I didn't realize she was the Queen until she tapped me on the shoulder to get me to back off and I got a better look at her and realize she's the queen).

Late bedtime, champagne and wayyyy too much ice cream before bed -- insomnia from 4am on. Finally nodded off around 7am briefly:

Falling asleep veeeeryyy slowly I saw a lot of hypnagogic imagery, including a short dreamlet of the face of my fiance seen from above in bed, who in my vision opened her eyes, looked at me, then closed her eyes.

+ playing Tribes, initially, I'm DO and preparing to play another human player on some server. Play begins and I'm hovering in the air, lobbing grenades ("r" key) to clear out a base with an inventory station. There are a lot of damaged turrets around. I get in to use the inventory station, use my hotkey to select Engineer load-out with a deployable inventory station, anticipating all the time that my opponent will blast me, but I finish at the station without issues , jet-packing around ("right clicking the mouse"), planning play against human player, then attacking robot defenders of the enemy base. Hovering with the jet-pack above the enemy base, I see enemy turrets that start to activate as I approach lower.
There are many gray, person-shaped robots standing idle, and some of these also start to move as I get closer.

I have a close-up view of chopped/rolled (like sushi?) food/meat, and I have a tiny light-saber and I'm waving it at the food, chopping it. I see to my right that there is a calm tiger, and I do not want to provoke it. I'm eating this miscellaneous food in front of me, which becomes mostly meat, like chicken meat, then the tiger to my right is more in the scene, it is resting, with its very large paws out in front of it, it looks more like a mountain lion or now. I very carefully (thinking this is perhaps foolish) reach between the pawns of the lion and pull out a piece of meat that it was holding there, and eat it.

Bedtime too late + too much arguing on FB right before bed + too late dinner = weak recall

conclusion: GET TO BED BEFORE MIDNIGHT. 22:30-23:00 preferable.
GET OFF OF THE COMPUTER SEVERAL HOURS BEFORE BED
Stop arguing on Facebook. It's like teaching a pig to sing: it just wastes your time, and annoys the pig (Mark Twain).
Take time to calm the mind.

At least I slept a pretty solid almost 8 hours.

Bedtime: 00:20
final Wake: 08:00

+ earlier very active dreams, lots of people [DS] busily doing various tasks, details forgotten

+ in a large, rectangular exercise room, I'm at the entrance on a long wall, my son and a woman on the opposite wall right corner from me, on their stomachs, doing very high back bends. Their upper torsos and arms are raised high in the air, they're amazed themselves, and say that there is (some force?) aiding their ability to do this high back bends so easily. I try myself, I enter the room, turn to face where I entered, and showed that I was able to also do very high back bend, without the aid of this force. I tell them to come over to me and the other corner and to try there (they do?). I go to the corner where they were and do another high back bend, I do not see the difference and think there is probably no force.

A woman clerk comes up to me and is perplexed about the backbend force, and then the topic becomes something about cosmetic products on a shelf (?)

bedtime ~ 00:15 (too late!)
final waking: ~08:20

Failed WILD from 4 to ~6 hours after bedtime disrupted REM and sleep rhythm, resulting in low awareness, fragmented, short dreams when I finally did manage to get back to sleep (approx ~6 to 8 hours)

Felt sufficiently drowsy, but spent too long thinking about overly-stimulating thoughts/dream goals.
Once or twice got to hypnagogic imagery (a bright orange fire in the distance).
Had to focus 100% on prolonged total mind and body relaxation in order to sleep, had to turn over several times because of arms going a bit numb

+ Playing indoor soccer with another woman against the Queen of England, using a transparent beach ball containing some papers, the other woman is hogging the ball, I get a couple of kicks and finally score a goal

+ My fiance and I are eating some baked goods in the kitchen, I see some more on the counter and reach for it, but she doesn't want me to eat it

+ My cousins are holding a crafts workshop, it's a sort of race building things out of large-sized double-tipped cotton ear swabs on a mini-loom-contraption, I have to use it right-handed so will probably lose

+ [f] I kick a soccer ball, it goes straight, I think about kicking technique and ball angle, I think I made a pretty good shot

+ observing a football play, the offensive quarterback is fumbling/juggling the football, then heads backwards into tall grass to hide [goes into hospital beyond grass?]

+ friend is selling time-limited internet access coupons on the side of the road, there are several foreign customers paying foreign currency, one buys one coupon, another buys a handful, I think this is a surprisingly profitable business

+ inside a room, there is a row of work booths with lower and upper levels, I think there is not much room inside, you can't stand up in them

One of those fabulous "overflow" dreaming nights -- hard to remember it all, including a long, vivid, epic non-lucid! My first since my return to full-on practice, and a really big motivation boost!

~100ml champagne brut before bed
2 ice cream bars (1 of them an it's-it style cookie ice cream sandwich)
No supplements, sniffed some lavender essential oil

bedtime ~23:00
final waking: 09:23


[early]
+ giving a shot to my (fiance?)

[mid ]
+ in my bedroom in CH at night, standing at the windows, there is a fire burning in a "fire pit" placed outside the windows on the side of the house, I see the flames, the smoke is entering the room though cracks in the old wooden window frames. My mother is lying on the bed closer to the door, I ask her about the cost of installing the fire pit, she answers "1 12." I say that "I don't know what that means, does that mean 1/12th the cost of a 'normal installation?' Did it cost $100,000? $50,000? $20,000?"

+ [epic, long, vivid] Saga of the neighbor woman:
I'm lying on (my?) lawn outdoors on a suburban street with my head facing the sidewalk which runs left to right (with a friend to the left?). Daytime (not very bright but not night). A woman with a small child/boy walk from left to right by us. Then (I think) the same woman with the boy walks from right to left heading in front of us again, and I mention to my friend, "Oh, there's that boy again." Right away, the woman gets down right in front of my face and asks very aggressively, "What do you mean, 'there's that boy...again'!?!?" I'm a bit flustered by her aggression and try to explain I just meant that I recognized the boy from earlier.

We're walking with this woman to her house which is up the street a little ways. As we approach the entrance, I study the architecture of the house, note the dark stained wooden shingles lining the walls, and recognize this as a feature of many houses in B, and mention this. I'm describing all the feature of the house as we enter. There seems to be a party going on, the house is full of people. I say that this is another typical feature, that these houses are full of hippies smoking marijuana. The guys look very hippy-ish with long bushy beards, they're all young, in their early 20's. I see the guy who I think is the husband of the woman.

We're in a room with the husband, his friends, and we're playing music. I'm thinking about singing something [details forgotten].

Wandering around the house, I notice a guy entering a room from a small courtyard, and I think this is a bathroom and the house has the bathroom entrance from the outside.

Inside a large living room of the house, it's night, and everyone is preparing to go to sleep. The room is fully of the young hippy people, men and women. There are no real beds, but everybody is gathering blankets (plaid?) and pillows and settling down on the ground and on couches for the night. The woman is one of the people on the bed, and (the protagonist, who is no longer me?) is shuffling the people trying to get in to position to lie next to her. Everybody on that long couch is lying parallel to each other, packed really tightly.

I'm up on the roof of the house. All the roofs of neighboring houses are all located back to back next to each other, heading off into the horizon. They are colored light pastels: pinks, blues. People are in hot tubs on the top of the house, and they're talking very aggressively towards me [DS, I guess!]. I threaten them that I will pour the hot tub water down into their houses if they don't back off. This doesn't work and the kids from the hot tubs pursue me. I get back to the ground level and the kids are ganging up on me, throwing what looks like large Pop-Tarts at me. I am wondering if I should pick these things up and eat them!

I'm on the street corner down at the end of the street. I'm doing tricks on a long skateboard with multiple trucks on it. It's raining. There's another guy on the other corner also doing tricks, and he sort of gets in my way.

In a courtyard amongst buildings outside the woman's house, there is a big show, a young man is unveiling a massive (cubic meter sized) drone/robot/missile/thing made out of legos. He takes the thing take off and it looks like a missile, but it rapidly is transforming its shape as it swoops up and down and flies all around us at high speed, it is very impressive. Then the guy, since he's "against me" [DS], as a grand finale, flies the drone right at me and it hits me square in the face, since it's made of lego it doesn't hurt, it all falls to the ground in pieces around me. To show my disdain for this attack, I stomp on the pieces of the drone, completely breaking it so it can never fly again.

In a pool outside the house, like a community pool. It is packed with people, and it is night/dark outside. In the distance, up a hill, I see the neighbor woman sitting on a chair. I sense and see that there are some guards (female) who are looking at me suspiciously from around a corner. I'm trying to avoid them seeing me [DS], I think they know that I'm not allowed to be here since I'm not a resident. There is a small boy pressing closely up against me from the right. His face is right up against mine, the view of his face is a bit out of focus, he's saying something (which I didn't understand?) and I detect the strong smell of alcohol coming from his mouth. The pool if very shallow (like a wading pool) and I'm moving about trying to stay out of view of the guards.

Back in the hippy/woman house, the woman is there, me, and a few guys. I'm looking intently at the walls and ceiling of the house, which in almost every room has been stripped to the wall boards. I think that this is a tradition in this house: since the levels between the floors are so thick with so much material, the residents periodically strip down the walls /ceilings to the boards then add their decorations. In this case, the protagonist (not me, not here with us now) is planning to make a massive mural of the Great Wall of China all throughout the house (as a tribute to the woman?). I'm wondering and say, this will probably take many years, and you guys here with me, and the woman, may have already long graduated and left by the time the mural is finished. I can see the details of the wall boards and ceiling, and am studying these intently from room to room.

[after recalling for about 10-15 minutes, time is 05:23]

[later]

+ Standing with others (late wife? PaZi?) observing the hamsters (guinea pigs?) in their cage. The animals themselves are not seen. I notice the galvanized colored wire fencing that runs floor to ceiling around the cage. The openings in the fencing are about 1/2-inch squares. I notice the grey concrete floor of the cage, and notice that the poops have been neatly swept to one corner. The owner goes to throw in the food to feed the animals, using a long pole. I'm disappointed because I was hoping she'd open the fencing and we'd be able to interact with the animals. But I see they're very aggressive, they are a dark blur as they vigorously attack the pile of food.

I notice that I've feeling something in my pants. I realized I've pooped in my pants, and I'm in a panic about this. I don't understand how this could have happened without me knowing. I wonder if the others can smell it (I don't)? I quickly move down the hallways on my way to the bathroom. I'm going to have to strip and wash everything and put it back on.

I'm turning corners at right angles, always turning left. I enter a large-ish room there there is an Audi car parked. The driver is in the car and is moving to exit the room out of the entrance from which I entered. There is a wall/divider in the middle of the room, and I am moving to keep myself on the other side of the divider from the car and the driver, so he does not see me [DS]. As the car moves forwards, I change my position to remain unseen across the divider. I enter a long corridor on the way to the bathroom, and encounter a lot of (my? ours) clothes strewn about the floor very messily. I'm picking up pants, shirts, etc. as I go. I think about the notion of always wanting your kids to return home at any time to do laundry, etc. even when they're grown up.

[waking]

+ Outside, near a train, out group is getting ready for a trip. I move to the back of the train but the way is blocked because the train is backed up completely against (a car?) behind it. I push the train, hoping to get it to move enough to let me get past, and am a bit surprised that it moves, I think there must have been some "slack" between the cars of the train or I never would have been able to move it. I open the high back window of the end of the train car to check the coal levels -- I discover that the coal compartment is not fully loaded up to the ceiling, like it should be. A group gathers to discuss this situation. I'm wondering how we're going to get this compartment filled -- will we have to order a coal cart to some here and shovel it in ourselves? I reach in and pick up a piece of the hard, black, rough-edged coal, about the size of a BBQ charcoal briquette, and put it back in.

[waking]

+ arrive to pick up my instrument from the storage locker while the concert is beginning, the storage area has a clear door [DS](?). I think I've picked up a delivery just previously to this one from a storage container. I reach in and pick up my instrument case, and take it out, showing it to the people around. I look down and see a red-colored case through the case cover, and then I see that the case is opened and what I'm seeing is the red wood coloring of my instrument. I put the case carefully down on the ground and make sure that all the pieces are there and not falling out. I wonder if I am going to need to grab a fold-up music stand as well to use for the concert. The orchestra is already playing while I'm still setting up.

I move to a closet (with white pillows/linens?) with a percussionist. He's talking about how he's going to know where his entrances are. I try repeatedly to say "you just need to learn the *context* of your entrances from the rehearsals", but every time I try to say something he keeps butting in and interrupting me. He eventually says what I wanted to say all along.

Back in the chamber (darkened) with the musicians, they're announcing recognition awards. They announce my name, badly mispronouncing the final syllable of my last name. I say "What!?" and think the conductor very well knows the proper pronunciation of my name. I go to sit among the musicians, and sit there a while where more musicians are recognized. The ones called move through a curtain behind the orchestra. I'm sitting there a while then someone says I should go there, too, to be with the other recognized musicians. I move through the curtain. A group of the young musicians are mulling around, I'm wondering what we're supposed to do next. Some of them are lying on the ground at my feet to my right. A young lying (woman?) reaches up and takes my right hand in hers. I keep the contact, holding her hand, and looking down at her as I move a few steps forwards.