+ chased by some giant/tall alien thing, hiding taking cover, it moves on eventually + I'm lying in bed in a small room and my pet pigs enter the room. I'm happy to see them, (they have half-human faces?). I think they'll want to jump up in to bed with me and I block them with my elbows so they can't get in. One comes around to the head of the bed and puts its two front hoofs up on to the bed. It's right front hoof is placed at the base of my throat and it is impairing my ability to breathe. I'm trying to remain calm. I reach my right hand to pick up this paw and move it but it's hard to do. I think the pig may bite my hand moving it's leg. It does, lightly. + meeting with fellow renters about the security camera I asked the landlord to install. Landlord put up my hand drawn posters of the plans, why did he do that? On one of the colorful posters I've written "teen girl cam" in the upper right, why would I do that? Luckily my handwriting is bad maybe nobody can read that and nobody has come yet. But an adult woman renter comes and is OK with the plan but starts talking about the problem of alcohol. The stink and the noise. The other renters agree about the problems with alcohol. I'm not against solving the alcohol problem, but I don't want to be prevented from drinking in my own apartment. If not, I'd have to move, and I think about how much stuff I have, packing it up and moving it, it would take several trips. + entering the library/science museum, old man (celebrity?) sitting at long desk, I have my laptop but forgot my earbuds, look for and find large headphones among the computers there. + thinking about entry counting system, with kids leaving building they must get off their carts, fold them and take them with them as we leave, there is a large crowd, don't worry, they can carry their own stuff. Counting door openings is not sufficient because multiple people could come in at a time, and you can't know about entering or leaving. To fix this, you'd need two doors, one for entering, one for leaving. But that still doesn't work because multiple people could enter or leave at once. This is why places have one-person turnstiles: you count people going in and out separately. I imagined a single count system where there is one counter and the people coming in increments the counter, and the people leaving decrement the counter. But you'd need a special gear arrangement to deal with the problem where people enter and leave simultaneously. Maybe the mechanism could "save" up its signal and deliver it later if there is a conflict? + in childhood home, the front door is open [dreamsign], son S2 has arranged his sleeping bag on the stairs, he's going to sleep there? Walking down stairway and answering somebody who wanted to contact my sister, I'm saying she'll be in rehearsal so may not be able to respond. + (f) phone conversation, I'm simultaneously listening in and observing the person receiving the call, I hear a female voice speaking (Mandarin Chinese?), saying things I don't understand, like "min tsuh", the guy on the phone is honored at the invitation and will probably come? + in a BBQ superstore. People tend to buy way more than they need, they're carrying around huge piles of stuff which they've bought and don't need. Like a fancy-schmancy vegetable peeler? Who needs that fancy thing with multiple levels that drops the peeled veggies on (to the grill?), you can do with a more basic version. + (f) food, eating in party in a large open area?
+ assassins? in the parking garage + super fast moving (blur) traffic on the road, sit with work colleagues for a chocolate milkshake party (being served in large glass teacups), I finally get mine (3rd), it's really thick. It has chunks of cottage-cheese like things in it making it so thick + discussing pipelining and managing state changes: do they take effect right away, or are the changes pipelined along with the data? I almost say my former employer (company "N") but decide not to and just refer to it as "my previous job". A guy worked all night and came up with the new architecture, if I had had the same documents maybe I could have done the same. + at desk at work, my monitor is wrong, somebody came and switched the monitors!? I could use my old Apple but it's too old/small screen, there's an old adm3a monitor, lots of old IBM PC/AT systems, where's the click box for the terminal connection (old l.b. lab button box with 3 lights on it).
+ strange building: in the basement, I'm in a long white freaky hallway with no way out, I back out of there there's a guy at the door. I get in to an elevator and am not sure of which button to push, I want to go up, and I see that one of the buttons indicates going down, and a man standing outside the elevator reaches in and pushes the button that goes up. There are a couple other people on the elevator with me. The elevator goes up *really* fast, and is shaking and swinging back and forth while we ascend. We're going way too far, past my desired floor. Finally it stops and we get out, but in the portion of the building that is not done yet: someone says they're like indentured servants working here. I see plans and construction materials all around. I'm quickly descending stairs to get back down to the floor I wanted to be on. I pass two older men sitting at a table discussing something, I think they're the architects of this work. One of them (with a big afro?) mentions to me something about the review (of the building?) I'm writing. + son S1 is exhausted from studying physics, he's sleeping on the couch with his physics book spread open on top of him. I come around the side of the couch and then son S1 jumps on me and tackles me, they're both about 10 years younger. + a teacher is teaching c# programming to my sons. I tell him I want to make sure he will emphasize the way I like to do things, like top-down design. And if for example, they write a routine that takes input and output it should use input and output iterators. + sexy time + I'm hiding a NSFW magazine under a towel on a towel rack, and son S1 is doing the same, I think no, he shouldn't follow my example.
long time falling asleep at bedtime, after "napping" right before bed where I had no problem getting to the snoring phrase >. 2mg melatonin fixed that. Overflow night again. early: + (fairly long) computer, code, "smc", sm/ directory, sm.h should go in the include directory, sm.c should build into a common library that I can re-use in other projects. Watching the console screen of a system booting up, have they replaced all the macros with function calls? I'm thinking I can definitely optimize this start-up sequence. Piles of task sheets, that we need to have signed-off from the manager. + the office. My office is very large, lined with glass walls. I have one of the largest in the company, they must really value me as an employee. The bad thing is that it is located right in the entrance hallway from the outside. The hallway runs around two sides of the office: Code: ------------------------| hall | -------------------- | | | my | | office | | | | | | | | f. door The glass doors are shiftable. Frequently people would cut the corner by sliding a glass section to the side and cutting through my office. I thought about getting a roll of strong transparent tape and taping all the glass sections together. There is an inner office within my office, where there is a desk (with a computer?). At one point I go in here, and close various doors partially and hang things so that the view from the hallway to the right to my inner desk is obscured. I'm at a different place in the company, a section of the sliding glass walls come off its track and I'm trying to put it back. I'm having a meeting in my office and a guy walks across it from the right, he's carrying his lunch. Something falls off his plate, he stops to pick it up, and I offer him to sit down at the table in the room and eat there. My wife offers to put a large cross in the corner by the front door, she says it will protect me on my travels?. I don't think the company will allow religious symbols, even if I put it in my office, people would be offended. (impression) walking through a place with small, lit decorations along the floor (?) + baby iron man: a mini (dark haired)/ young (5 yo ?) Tony Stark in the iron man suit. He was saying witty things. Then he was flying in the suit, and he popped open the cover of one of the many data sockets on the suit, this one was on his back so it was hard for him to reach it, and he inserted a data "shingle" and with some trouble closed the cover to the socket. I saw about 8 data shingles which were rounded like the cross section of a tree with concentric rings of different colors, and each one was numbered with a single digit. middle: + garden: I'm walking through a garden with EK (grad school) and an unknown girl. She likes the plants, I like them too. They're small rose bushes with no flowers. I recall that I particularly like when the stalks turn a "peach" color at the base, which hasn't happened yet. I lean down to smell but there is no aroma (?). + refugee house: sitting at a table in a small garden outside a house. There are short, dark-haired refugees there, mostly women, sitting around the table. We're going to live in this place for a while. I think this may give me a chance with some of these women, maybe they'll come on to me. There are some people clowning around on the other side of the fence to the next property, something about "the arm," someone is waiving their arm up above the hedge that makes it looks like it's a floating arm moving around. Inside, they talk about the sleep schedule. They trade off the use of the beds in 2 hour shifts. I'm sort of amazed by this: that would be terrible for dreaming. Then I think that perhaps they get a good WBTB by this by sleeping every 2 hours for 2 hours. I think about asking them about how this affects their dreams but I don't. late: + galaxy: (DO), front screen of a space ship, the captain/narrator is guiding the ship through clouds of material, the job of the ship is to gather (gasses?) needed to help (sick people?) back at the base. He's focusing on clouds that are slightly green colored, and talking about the chemical composition of the various clouds Back at base, there is an engineer who is helping the flight. The group is apparently rebels. The engineer is supposed to wait for them then activate some system when they ask him. The timing is important. But the big boss calls him early, and the engineer has no choice but to activate the system early. + superman vs. death: I am sitting with my BF MR in an improv circle. It's our turn to go, I'm very hesitant, should we go? Eventually we go into the circle and I have absolutely no idea what we're going to do. Eventually I decide on "superman vs. death", I'm superman. I start in with some angry dialogue about how in the previous dream the system was activated too early, which hurt the rest of the group. I shove "death" down past the ring of the people circle with my super strength and he falls to the ground. I say / think to myself, "I don't know if I can die, but in case I can, I'd better get out of here!" and I turn to the left and fly out of the ring at low altitude. I wait but don't hear any applause. Yeah, our skit was pretty weak I think, but I *did* fly out of there. I should have flown at higher altitude to make it more obvious. + stairway: I'm at the top of a stairway (in my childhood house? feels like it but the visuals do not match). I'm very heavy, and there is a very large step to make to get up on to the landing of the second floor. There is a precarious board barely supported on each side. I'm wearing a big/heavy backpack, and I take it off, I wonder if it will balance on the narrow stairs. I'm looking at the wooden banister along the left side, to see if it will support the cross beam or not. In fact the wooden banister flexes and bends both up and down, like a wooden accordion, so it does not support weight. The wood is thick, and stained a rich warm color like an oak hardwood floor. I think about getting some tools and nailing/fixing the banister in place. + gas station / scooter: driving down a street downtown, I'm driving a car and I go too far and need to go back. Can't, but there's an intersection ahead, I can turn left and then turn left farther on. I'm in the right lane and need to get to the left lane, so I head sharply across the lanes. There's a big long truck heading my way and I hurry to get ahead of it but it pulls to the left and seems to park. I head out into the street but now I'm on a scooter, my dad and my son (S2) are with me. As I turn they drop a bunch of their stuff on to the road. I tell them to hurry to pick things up. I drive again and take the next left which is right there and head up the street and into a gas station. I want to park this scooter and go get the car and bring it here, I'll put the scooter in the back of the truck. I ask S2 "Hey did we buy this scooter or are we just renting it?" my son answers a few times and I don't understand, finally I understand that we have it "free for 9(?) days," I think that's a good deal. In the gas station at the register, I'm trying various cards at the reader and I'm having trouble getting them read, a female assistant is helping.
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recall is a bit champagne-clouded + semi-lucid: I realize I'm in a situation where I can do whatever I want. In a large room full of people (classroom?). One girl stands out (everyone else is sort of gray?), I go to her and engage. I hold it stable against collapsing several times but then lose focus and it transitions + (f) conflict, escape. I'm fleeing (banished?) and climbing out of a tall narrow concrete bunker, they think they've banished me to an empty reality, but I hear things. I climb out and go to a famous female warrior who's nearby. + walking through outdoor area near a building, there's an internal room inside where a guy's taking a shower. I go inside and look for the door to the shower area but don't find it. Up ahead there are some people and food items, there is a girl with me, I'm looking at the ice cream choices and pick up a big block of it with multiple flavors.
early: + (f) backpack in the bed of the pickup truck, I need to move things into the cab in order to be able to drive + (impression) in a large house, flying around, people around + friend MR is learning to play <my instrument>. It's going to be a while before he can play a duet with me because he's just starting. I think about/see a mouthpiece. + (f) with a guy stopping at a place that has a restaurant and a convenience store. The convenience store is really crowded, this is a good location with a lot of traffic. later: + Sitting at a bar counter talking with a guy telling him all about double buffering, 2d vs. 3d, vertical retrace. Leave and encounter a guy I worked with a long time ago, we're going off again to solve a problem we solved 20 years ago. There's a little dog who barks out something that sounds like "Bad dog!", which makes me laugh. Talking about a piece of software, the question is how to save the images. Should the app save the image in the resource section of the executable or somewhere else? Then the view changes to a large athletic field at a University. Still a thought remains about the application. It's early morning but the sky is clear, no clouds. I notice down towards the end of the fence around the field is a topless girl. I think they're out to catch some sun. I get the impression of naked girls around the fence. Spoiler for a bit risque: Moving up towards the university, there is a narrator telling about how the standards of fallen. Inside is the art room of a (dead?) painter in the university. I think he was just an "old goat" who liked to use his profession to get close to nude models and paint their pubic region. Several close-ups of female models pubic region with sculpted and artistic pubic hair arrangements: leaves, flowers, abstract shapes. + (semi-epic) lying on couch, head towards the middle (pointing towards dining room) and suddenly a full-sized adult pig jumps up on the couch and snuggles in right next to me, I'm lying almost on top of it. It's head is facing the other way. I'm touching it's bristly skin. I think "pigs make great pets!". I look back and notice my mom is leaning up against the end of the couch, the pig's face is pushed up against her. I get a creepy feeling that she is enjoying the pig "too much." I get off the couch and I'm flea-combing my cat and dog (switches between them). I'm putting the fleas into a bowl of warm soapy water from the comb. One flea jumps off the comb on to the carpet and I'm trying to catch it. It's hopping 2-3 inches very quickly and the carpet is making it very hard to see and catch it. I eventually run the comb through the carpet and pick it up and quickly move it into the water. The flea is walking along the surface and I'm trying to dunk it down. My cat gets up and walks away. I feel something brush against my back. I look around the carpet and notice that it is dotted with a number of small (3-4 inches) shallow pools of water, in which are swimming a bunch of little fish. I stand up and notice that covering this floor of the house a 3-4 inch deep layer of water. I go to the dining room and look out the sliding glass door and see that the entire area is flooded with water right up to the level of the deck [which makes it a biblical flood since my childhood home is at an elevation of about 1000 ft.]. I go back out the front door and see the edges of the flood poking in to the front yard. I run upstairs and call to my parents to come and see the flood. I'm thinking I hope my dad will help me with the sandbags. My dad comes downstairs but looking out the sliding glass door the water is gone. Looking more carefully I see the water level is lower and suddenly while I'm watching it drops another 100 feet or more and I call out "did you see that!?". I'm calling urgently to my dad to come to the living room to see the pools of fish there. He moves slowly and I keep calling him to hurry. He gets there and it seems that some bowls of fish have spilled and the fish are flopping there but the pools are mostly gone. I ask my dad if he's going to clean up the tadpoles I see lying in a place on the carpet but he indicates he does not want to. back to sleep / sleep inertia: + baseball play: bunt, many replays, the runner was clearly safe on first, I demand (hope?) that there will be a review and the inning will be allowed to continue. The first base coach tells the runner "get back on base!" The runner cannot rely on hearing (the ball?) and should run to first base at top speed. + sitting with girls outside on chair, I'm about to sit down at a table and a girl sneaks in and takes my seat. one gets up and brushes up against me moving past me and a bit of her breast runs across my hand. + in my cousin's house, the book about diamonds in a bookshelf with many books, I think if you read all these books you'd know a lot of things, should I go upstairs?, there's a girl up there, but maybe going up there would be conspicuous. + talking about illegal garbage dumping and avoiding discovery in the back garden under the drainpipe with lots of drops of water coming down + going for a walk with wife and son and leaving the park through a private garden of someone we know who's quite wealthy whom I hear talking through their open front door, my wife sees a plant she wants to have so she pulls off a leaf (it's sort of a lettuce plant) and I get nervous we'll be discovered. I prepare a statement in a foreign language talking about their "former baseball team" (prior dream?). There are very beautiful flowers of all sizes lining the stairs that we're climbing to the road, in particular the yellow roses are lovely. Outside the garden on the street, across the street I see that our car (where I remember it being parked) is now tightly surrounded by very expensive big cars like Range Rovers. There must be a mafia meeting or something now. I keep looking but just can't see our car. We go around to the side and our car is there apparently, a convertible, and my wife gets in and some old Asian women get in and one takes my spot in the front seat, I will need to ask her to move.
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low recall phase: sick, tooth hurts, tired, family drama, generally bummed. nap dream: + in a vehicle, trying to go through checkpoints/crossing points with guard arms. I'm backing up and one of them closes right on my windshield. I turn left in order to make a u-turn in a free place but the path is walled off. other dreams, forgotten.
+ (FA) in bed, mom's in next parallel bed, unknown room (large), must choose glasses to wear to bed that are comfortable with your head on the pillow, like mom. Maybe I don't need them. fake memory: did I make out with childhood neighborhood crush KH earlier on this bed? More memories come to build a backstory, seeing her older sister JH. + (vague, f) some sexy times, mostly forgotten, some time with ex-gf SB, also vague/forgotten + long, bizarre, dream, in some town where everyone is a villain and every place is dangerous. A restaurant where they murder the patrons. A take-out middle-eastern style (Turkish?) restaurant where they have live fish burritos: the whole, live fish are still wigging in the burritos (you're supposed to cook them at home?). These burritos are sitting in some huge dome-topped steamer, the guy opens it and hands 3 of them to me. I see the strange (catfish-looking, dark, with whiskers?) fish wiggling in the burritos. Outside, an intersection. Some horseman arrives on the scene galloping down a hillside, he's a fireman in the town? Digging up some guy buried by villains. Digging up cigarette butts and ashes through a grate at first. Then in the widening hole, pulling up a series of conical covers. Eventually one is revealed which has an embossed cross on it. The guys who did this will be caught, they thought this grave was well hidden Then the grave is opened, I expect to see rotting remains, but instead a "live" guy (covered in tatoos?) sits up suddenly. The investigator is shocked. The grave-guy lifts up his arms to the investigator and calls out, "HOLD ME!" (because he's cold?). Opening a series of gates leading to some place (mausoleum? building? room?). The gates are covered with intricate designs in wrought iron, there are gates also in the floor. 2-3 gates slide open (each one with an ominous sound?). Inside a bizarre room, an insect museum? Huge insects are displayed there. It's difficult to make you way through this room. There's a guy there who pricks his finger on some strange long sharp things that are sticking out into the room "They're sharp!" he says. + consulting a friend on engagement ring choice. He wants to do what his mom says. We're standing in front of a display of many rings, I tell him to have a look through them, but to ignore the one that costs about $56,000. + (DO) following a guy escaping a bad place. He runs along the dock pushing his way by people waiting for their boats. He says something about them "and you're metal boats." The boat master at the end of the pier calls out after the escaping guy as he dives into his boat and sails away, "where are you going with your chocolate boat?" . The guy sails to the other side of the water (100 yards?) and parks his boat down an incline around a corner and continues his getaway
late to bed, family drama, 2mg melatonin, painful tooth, = not a great night. Got a good sleep inertia going into early afternoon, but was interrupted, and some recall vanished. + (f) slot cars + (f) going into the guy's house? + electric fence: outdoors, daylight. Touch it, it gives a strong shock. There are multiple rows of wire strung horizontally, and metal plates are hanging down in between each of the lines. Another guy in my group touches it too and gets shocked. We go to the end and step through it, there are some guys there (in a boat?) leaving this area? + company meeting in the prison yard: lots of people there, wow the group is big. computer screen showing assigned places in the meeting. Two prisoners in orange jumpsuits are carrying their (civilian clothing?) in bundles in their arms as they leave this yard, they can't be here when we're holding a meeting. + (f) bad guy shoots woman, she survives, she raises the shooter's abandoned child, (shooter is a prisoner in above dream?)
+ (f) football plays: the runner trips after almost reaching the end zone. They're running plays rugby style but they're passing forwards + in a clubhouse room, some big event planned, I'm cleaning up/ sweeping dirt up off the floor and emptying it in to the trash. Head towards the back / kitchen and there are huge vending machines and wall-sized dish washing machines with see-through front doors full of dirty dishes. The University maintenance guy is there saying "they're really slow!" (the washing machines). I wonder how busy this guy must be, one maintenance man for the whole University. + in house/cabin with wife, views of nature (pine forest) 360 degrees around (glass walls), it's really beautiful, should we put up curtains? Thinking of getting down to some sexy time...but...no curtains. There's a small street in the distance. It's on a slight hill, sloping down away from us. Some neighboring houses around but not too close. + outdoors, there's a tent on the ground, I need to fold it and put it away. It's quite wet. I'm trying to think how to fold it since it has a horizontal center pole, I can roll the canvas up from both sides. But there's too much water on it. I think to hand the tent on a wire upside down first so the water can drain off. There's an unfolded tent on the ground, I think to set it up. The wind catches it after I raise it a bit and it is fully opened by the wind, but there's a risk it will get blown away, I'm holding on to the flaps with my hands, and want to get some twine/line to tie an eyelet in the tent to the stable building next to me. The tent is in tatters in places. Inside a small house, there is a very small wooden sink there, made up of what seem to be a few uneven jenga-size/shape-d pieces of wood. I take out these pieces of wood and inspect them and put them back. + in a small kitchen in a small house. There's a tall refrigerator there. There is a high, narrow window looking to the outside, mostly blocked by a bundle of small branches covered in green leaves. I can see blue sky through the window. I reach up and take down the bundle of branches, and there is a lovely view out the window of apple trees right next to the window. The apple trees are bundled/tied up so that all the branches are tightly bound against the trunk of the tree. There are huge yellow and slightly red apples on the tree. I can now see a row of these bound and full of apples apple trees visible outside the window. I go outside and pick a huge juicy looking apple and show it to my wife. We're observing the land our house is built on. We have a lot of open space on our property, it extends in all directions around us. I say how great it is to have open space all around. Look how much room we have in the front, the field slopes gently down to the road. There are houses around but not too close. Outdoors, some kids are helping us garden. One is pulling up a pile of something. I hope those are weeds and not green onions! On the ground on a very large (3 meters by 1 meter?) rectangular grill, a half-alligator cross section (from head to tail) "filet" is sizzling. + in an indoor room where people are sitting/relaxing on the ground in rows. Some guy is inspecting a girl who has a bad rash all over her (ahem) and around it. I'm non-chalantly standing there "minding my own business" but peeking at the girl. Some guy in the back of the room shouts out "HEY! Look at that guy standing there looking at her!" I instantly stop peeking and still try to maintain my non-chalant "not doing anything wrong" posture. I move slowly to go sit down nearby, as I'm trying to sit down next to one guy two more guys come up and want to sit with him so I scoot over (or get up and leave the room?). + I'm approaching a swimming pool, there are a lot of people in it, but none I find attractive, I mutter a bad word and turn away, kid hears me , and repeats it loudly, "That guy just said ^#$%$%!" I turn around and walk quickly away /run away to escape "my life being ruined for being the guy who said that". I'm hiding in houses off to the side of the path and my kids come after me and say why are you there I try to "shuush!" them away.
and again….a dream overflow night. I LOVE those kinds of nights. I can barely hold all the scenes in my head, I'm sure I'm missing some because they keep trickling back in slowly + pretty sure I had a weak lucid : I summoned a DC (for some "fun", which was quite nice). I never ever summon in non-lucids or even semi-lucids. In semi-lucids, I just "know" there are no consequences. I'm walking through a house and I realize I'm dreaming? [but I don't think "Dreaming" in my mind?] I head for a square table with nobody there. I realize that I can materialize a person with my mind and expectation. Summon a girl and fun ensues. (girl in sexy time): "I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS!" + looking at the pile of laundry: get rid of the ratty socks. running upstairs to hide the NSFW mag in my closet, guy follows and plops down my wet laundry in a pile at my feet which I start to hang up on hangers. + weird colored strange-looking planets in the sky with rings and other things around them. mixing some liquid (explosive?) and wondering if the triggering agent has completely transformed the mixture. + volleyball training: practicing tossing the ball quickly with spin between each other. Girl and I are training with coach. Girl tosses the ball to me and I must toss it into a box. There are fluffy down jackets in the box. I quickly remove the jackets in between balls so there is spaces for the balls. + car race. The leaders all collide/get stalled, and the guy in the back head to the finish line. They stop at what they thought was the finish line, but the guy says no, the finish line is farther. Will they make it in time or will the guys in the back catch up pass them and win? + in class with junior high BF DD: I'm looking into his notebook but he pulls it away from me and closes it so that I can't see inside. I look down on to the paper in front of me and I see computer code ("C") for a submarine program neatly written out in pencil. + the tree situation, eating pastry from the refrigerator (filled with chocolate ice cream) I'm doing some sort of project with other (students?) and a teacher in front of a tree. We're doing something with the tree. Then a (asian indian?) guy comes and breaks off the tree from its base and moves it a few feet forwards. This is very inconvenient for us/me because now I can't reach it. Also, he's ruined the tree! "Hey, you broke the tree!" They guy is saying "no, it's fine" and is jamming the tree into the ground but it doesn't work because it is without its roots. I exclaim, "It WAS a tree, NOW it's just a STUMP and a LOG" I walk back to where the mini-refrigerator is (I saw it earlier, with all the sprinkle-covered desserts inside). They're singing a song: kids singing: "Put your lips around it and take a bite..." I think this is very suggestive, I wonder if they know that? I'm biting into a small football-shaped pastry, and inside it is chocolate ice cream. + very bizarre beasts that had transformed from odd sea creatures in an small aquarium tank Outside, like in a large house's back yard. I'm observing up close a large aquarium tank. There are two creatures inside: on the left, a cabbage-sized anemone of some sort, and on the right, a very large big round thing the size of a very large beach ball (1 meter across?). I'm poking the little thing on the left, when your finger approaches it it closes up(?). At one point the thing on the right has a widely open "mouth" hole and I throw in to it a 5-liter water bottle. I feel a bit bad about that. Then the two beings are human-oid and outside the tank. I'm holding the small one in my arms. It's like a baby. I look around and see tall mountains not too far away, I think this little thing has never seen anything outside of the tank before. It's eyes are widely open in wonder. The larger thing is a human-oid, naked, with a somewhat normal looking upper body and torso, but with very bizarre atrophied thin legs. I think this is because its legs never got any exercise in the tank. + college shirts: college colors, rugby shirts, everyone's wearing them, I look down and I'm wearing both undergrad and grad colors on a single shirt (with two football game scores on it?) + Entering the tour area the mothers won’t let me by + bartering with a vendor when buying some sweat pants
Another night of "dream memory overflow" -- just so much going on + on beach with JT from company "N", grab handful of sand in both hands. The sand is fine and white, "This is my favorite beach/sand!" + (DO overhead) celebrity yacht/home/mansion massive, fly there 24x7 parties inside, food area with lots of grilled chicken (green sauce, red sauce) cooking, and a meat with noodles station, the cooks are serving it up to people + in the delivery office with an automated parcel handling system moving boxes from a conveyor belt to a storage shelf, automatically scanning the parcels, pieces of a complicated red and white printer arrive individually + playing chess + watching a huge fast plotter in action making a massive line drawing of some design. huge ink reservoirs. woman are drawing things on top of the plot as it draws, also extremely quickly, connecting lines, etc., but they sometimes make mistakes and their lines aren't perfectly straight or don't meet the ends of the other lines perfectly. + a race to the end of the long, winding path. running along cliffs, schools down below, through a greenhouse growing area where super long (4-5 meter) and very thin zucchinis are growing along (around) the lines/strings + at work, lots of discussion with various people + arrive at church with family. As we sit down I see DoFo (div. cousin-in-law) in front of me in the service area, I'm surprised to see him and look back and my wife giving her a "do see him?" look, they're playing multiple organs really strangely (just hitting random notes within a small range over and over) to create a dramatic effect during the sermon but it's just annoying. A woman comes by and demands to see our ID. I can't find mine in my bag. + sad beautiful Asian girl long black hair, black dress, dark hose, on bench on dirt road bending up and to the right on a hillside. She says her (boyfriend?) is being constantly criticized at work, he's producing video trailers for the company. I tell her "Honey, [I place my hand on her ankle], you can never please 100% of the people 100% of the time. Heck, if you can please 50% of the people 50% of the time, consider it a major success!" I think to myself it's not so bad, at least he didn't lose his ID like I did.
+ car in traffic, can't wait for the turn, blocks the lane, but other cars did make the lane, if we go ahead, we won't be able to turn for a long ways + flying/hopping between light poles in the median of a road, along with a flying squirrel, the squirrel is slow moving and I nudge it with my leg a few times + TV: up close examination. On-screen configuration menu, many many options, trying to figure them all out. The TV has a feature where it will swivel to copy the movements of the recording TV camera (this can be disabled). There are chairs for sitting in and watching. The volume is loud and I'm trying to turn it down + In the living room of childhood home with parents (sense don't really see them). They're handling one of my tapes, I take it just in case it has NSFW stuff on it. We're going to watch a movie. I go to put the tape back in a cabinet on floor level in the piano corner. I'm digging around in the cabinet and in the back I see a bottle with a purplish orange bright label, I think hey that looks like my galantamine. I pull it out and it is. I think it is a bulk powder. The directions on the label say to take 1/2 tablespoon 30 minutes before bed. I wonder if it is still good. I look closer and the bottle and now it's transparent and filled with something that looks like small flat capers in oil. It is a galantamine and garlic mixture in oil. Upstairs, I enter the hallway bathroom. The light is off. I look at the sink, the sink is full and the right faucet is running a bit. I try to turn it off but it won't turn off. The left faucet handle is entirely missing. I look to the right and see that my dad has placed a bucket by the door to catch the overflow. I fiddle around with the sink, I think about getting a plumbing device to see if I can unclog the drain. There are now two drains in the sink, and the water starts draining out of each one, with a little whirlpool forming over each drain. The sink then is empty. I'm walking up the steps to the street in the front of the house. I think it may be possible that I can fly, even though I feel totally awake. Wouldn't that be awesome? I get up to the street and look at the blue sky between the M's and L's houses. I don't think I've ever flown in that direction before, I should probably try it. I'm feeling elated like I really might be able to fly. I walk quickly towards the L's low brick wall fence, turn around and face our house, and get a running start and launch myself into the air…and I don't fall, yes I can fly! I don't get very far though, my progress is stalled, but then some wind catches me and I rise up about 20 feet but am blown backwards. I aim myself over towards the G's and notice that they've cleaned up all the mess/growth in their yard, it's very neat now. I'm sailing just barely over the rooftops, [now in a dream neighborhood], I'm below roof level now, only about 10-15 feet above the ground. I'm flying through courtyards and I see people sitting out in their gardens and porches but somehow they don't see me. I fly up to and barely over the roof of another house. I need to flap my arms to keep flying and it's hard and my arms are getting tired. Past one house I'm just about back to the ground and so I land and start walking. I encounter a family going to the beach. A little girl, a little boy, and (not seen) a dad. The boy is in front and the girl is behind him. The girl calls out in a very loud and almost incomprehensible voice, DAAAAA!! COOOOO HEEEEEYAAAAA FFOOO A SEEEE [dad, come here for a second]. She's not impaired or disabled, just speaks really unclearly, I think it's really hard to understand people sometimes. She calls out this again. Then the girl is commenting on a little strap connecting the upper pants to the lower pants that both the boy and the girl are wearing: the boy's has gotten dirty, but so has the girl's the boy points out. I think when you go to the beach, everything gets dirty.
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The sex dream wiped out the rest of the recall for the night. + not great recall of it now, but it was quite intense and seemed fairly long. Coming down (escalator) to area (filming?) where lots of kinky/fetishy things were going on. BJ from girl with long snake neck, her head turning around in circles on that stalk. Intercourse with another. Another at a table? Then I'm entering a bus parked outside. There is a rocky lava step leading up to the bus with a sleeping bag laid across it. Inside, I hear a guy and a girl going at it in the bus, she's moaning loudly. I lie down and pretend to be asleep on the stairs of the bus. They stop and the guy (I sense) is in the front seat looking down at me while I pretend to sleep. At one point I blink my eyes and just look at the floor. Then I'm approaching a large conference center. I hear an amplified voice, the speaker. It's a conference for pregnant women. "Lots of females here!" I think and go inside. Yup, seems like all the women are pregnant and that's not my thing. I find one girl who's attractive and go up to her. Everything seems so vivid, I'm starting to doubt [that it's a dream? I do not think "dream". That what I'm doing is without consequences?]. I drop my pants in front of her (she's sitting on a couch) and I wonder if she is going to go crazy at this. She accepts it and starts in and the dream fades.
+ climbing the redwood tree by the M [childhood neighbor] (in between M and L's houses), it's like a ladder, so many branches, I then slide down the tree + childhood home, upstairs, planning to fly off of parent's balcony for a nice flight before dinner, hear horrible coughing from downstairs, vault over side of balcony down to deck below, see my dad so cougher is not dad, enter dining room, wife says "SAVE MY MOTHER" I go to kitchen, mother is coughing, I'm looking to see if she can breathe, she can not, I start Heimlich maneuver, I feel the smooth flat skin of her stomach, I push several times, nothing, I climb up on top of her back and bend her over and do it more, a small mucousy thing pops out of her mouth on to the floor, I pat her back and kiss the back of her neck. I see that her breasts are exposed and her right breast has a big bloody rectangular chunk missing from it. + war council, I'm communicating with the president about the Kursk A4 missiles, want to know how many there are. Walking somewhere somebody gave me a box of 3 frozen burritos, I'm really happy about this, take it to the microwave to heat them up, and notice huge piles of snacks on the counter. + something else? forgotten
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