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Afternoon of August 4, 2015. Tuesday.



I will open this entry with a recent very vivid and somewhat disturbing dream (on some levels).

“Spaghetti Brain”

Morning of August 2, 2015. Sunday.

I am in my present home on W Street and I notice my youngest son sleeping on his left side on the floor. His head is encased in a glass aquarium filled with water. As I look more closely, I notice that the area where his hair would normally be is fleshy (though somewhat hollow) and that there are strands of (cooked) “living spaghetti” moving about in the water (somewhat worm-like) as if related to some sort of breathing function. At times, though, the “spaghetti” is much sparser and this seems cause for concern. I also see a small piece of macaroni at times (mostly above where his ears would otherwise be), which vaguely reminds me of some sort of tiny worm. He does not seem to be in distress though I still worry about whether or not this is normal. I seem more concerned when there is the least spaghetti “swimming” about and moving down and through some sort of organic structure near his neck. As vivid and surreal (and bizarre) this imagery is, I do not become lucid at any point. I continue to have deep concern about his well-being, but there does not seem to actually be anything wrong. I get the impression that there is not as much active “spaghetti” because he is in a deep sleep.

My above dream probably relates to seeing myself in the form of my son and puzzling about the nature of consciousness and still not becoming lucid in this case. It also correctly shows the nature of my consciousness in sleep (spaghetti becoming sparser in there being less critical thinking on hand).

“‘Eat me…eat me…’ and animated birds” (July 6, 1985) caught me in sleep paralysis which is normally pleasant, though this was not. A box of Kraft macaroni and cheese “dances” and rattles in the air near my head and screams “eat me eat me eat me” as I try to cover my head with my pillow. I have updated this entry with my interpretation, so am linking this particular one in this entry.

“Tornado Encounter” (November 24, 2014) has the tornado turning my old neighborhood in La Crosse into large strands of cooked spaghetti (rather than the expected debris of wood and glass and such). It also replaces the one block of Loomis Street with a bridge (not that elevated), the only time a dream has created this alteration of the setting. There is an additional concept that ties in with the Disney animated movie “Lady and the Tramp”. Even though I had updated “Tornado Encounter” fairly recently, there is still more in the decoding. The scene causes me to think of when the two dogs end up kissing accidentally due to both picking up and sucking in the same strand of spaghetti (a scene I saw numerous times as a child in television commercials). So, in knowing that a tornado is the bottom half of the Merkaba and that spaghetti is related to extensions of mental energies, this dream is showing me that I need to “pick up the strand of spaghetti” and wake up to be with my soulmate (as the “old neighborhood” is gone) so I can kiss her and not wander about in dreams so much other than when becoming lucid and seeking higher states and real knowledge (rather than conjecture). Now that I know what spaghetti lying about anywhere means, I am thus prepared.

“The Legend of Tony Karoni” (June 27, 1976), though not related to a pasta theme, does include the surname “Karoni”, naturally causing me to think of macaroni (as well as “mac” being another word for a man whose name is unknown). There also seems to be some sort of play on the idea of a “spaghetti western” (though in fact, it is supposedly called a “macaroni western” primarily in Japan). “Needle’s cell” in fact, may be a deliberate play on brain cells, this dream being about a month before my surgery on my right thumb and wrist, which is related to much of how I interpreted it at the time.

“As the Worm Turns” (May 17, 2014), which was “dream of the day” on one site on Monday, August 3, 2015, also had implications of macaroni being close to the head (and even inside the brain - taking me back to someone who was making jokes about “brain worms” regarding raisins in muffins at my father’s wake and where I just sat gasping and giggling foolishly at his audacity). In this case, the supposed “killer worms”, in dying, fall out of my hair as seemingly uncooked elbow macaroni (in a very vivid perspective). This also relates to my own conscious energy not being in my dream as I am not lucid. The potential though unacknowledged and uncontrolled “mental energies” are the worms in this case and become macaroni prior to my waking since I had not used the energies for apex lucidity. The likely play on “showing your feathers” in this dream is probably sarcasm from the Source (or a wayward orphaned tulpa) based on the line "stuck a feather in his cap and called it macaroni”.

Additionally, the “Tornadopillar” dream (April 3, 1982) brings to mind a dream, “The Great 'God’ Worm” (April 4, 1992) where the Merkaba is huge (appearing, in fact, as the total essence of god) and appears as a giant albino glass-like earthworm, “spinning” into my forehead like a tornado force after spending time with my wife-to-be at the top of a truncated staircase (which also seemed to be in a “divine” portmanteau setting including restaurant and observatory).

In conclusion, macaroni and spaghetti represent the energies of the human brain. The link to caterpillars and earthworms is also relevant due to their visual similarities. The difference is that caterpillars “ascend” in becoming butterflies (“lower” mental energies into ascension with soulmate union) and in contrast, the earthworm can be either microcosm or macrocosm (in either digging deep or “digging as high as possible” in the “god-like” Palouse earthworm form - or great white worm, which unfortunately is associated with the devil in some schools of thought).

There. I am glad I got this all sorted out. Thank you for reading.

I remember I was in school and we all had brought our phones (even their chargers) and then the principle came and took away all their phones except mine. I remember thinking to myself 'It's because I was more discreet than the others...' And I smirked to myself. than out art teacher came and some of my classmates began talking about how attractive he was.

Then something happened, I don't quite remember, I think someone put a curse on the school and I had to go and break the curse, and for 5 days I kept going back and forth the under world and kept fighting this monster, with a really long neck. kinda like the picture, except with only one head.


On the fifth day I couldn't go to the underworld. I didn't know what to do when suddenly one of my classmate came and said, "you have to draw a hexagan using honey!" At first i was like 'wtf?' but then I agreed and began to draw a hexagan with honey, strangely enough it didn't work.
Then a woman's voice told me, "I can take you to the underworld, but for a price..." I quickly said alright and I was back in the underworld.

I felt my whole body was about to explode, I fell down on my knees. that woman's voice said, "This is the price you agreed to pay. If you want to stay alive, I suggest you hurry." I got back on my feet again and went towards that long neck monster. This time I tried to talk to it's senses, I don't remember quite what I said but it was something about, I defeated it many times already and it should just give up and I showed videos.
Then it dissolved into water and a Piplup appeared in my arms.


Ok then my dreamed changed a bit and I was back in the class (a different one though) and beside me was Akihiko.
Then I don't remember what caused me to do that, but then I shouted, "Sh-shinjiro!" I thought he was dead or he was going to die. Akihiko told me to calm down and that he's fine. I told him, "let's cook something for him.."
Then I went to the courtyard, obviously worried and concerned about Shinjiro and then the dream ended.

I recall only a fragment that was somewhere in the middle of the dream. I saw a dark haired man with pretty, dark haired woman. Everything was bright, colorfull and cartoony. They were heading towards sundown. The man said: "It's a dream. A lucid dream." He was very calm when he said that. He kissed with the woman and they continued on their way. I recall that later on this haven't made me lucid.

#458 - DILD - 12:27AM

Wurlman visits. This never happens, but I'm sure its not a dream. I nose plug out of good practice. I have a hard time believing.

I am in hovering in the sky in some sort of Minecraft world. I see pixelated trees and cliff down to an ocean. Although I am high in the sky, I seem to be walking on a solid surface. I turn, look up, and see Wurlman next to me. I am now in a bedroom of my house though the floor still opens up to Minecraft. We start a conversation that I only recall bits of. I jokingly ask Wurlman, "What have you been doing? Jerking off in my parents bed?"
We both laugh at this and he makes some reply. We then start talking about lucid dreaming for a while.

I suddenly realize that we always talk of meeting and hanging out, but never have. I decide to make note of it.
I say, "Hold on. Now that we are together we should make sure this isn't actually a dream." I feel certain this isn't a dream, but decide it's just good practice to follow through with it. I do a quick nose plug and to my amazement I blow through. Oh wait. What? I nose plug several more times becoming more and more stunned that I am actually blowing through. After a moment, I fully accept this is indeed a dream. I tell Wurlman about it, but at that moment the dream break up and fades to black. I forget to notice this is merely a bardo nor do I remember to try to DEILD.

Time?

I am a baseball star. I am the teams all star hitter. We practice and I since no one wants to pitch to me I toss one up myself and smash it. A player throws back, but I can catch it. Now I completely have a hard time with any hand-eye coordination. The coach comes out to talk to us.

#459 - DILD - 2:25AM

I feel that I have been lucid a long time as I wonder around the dream environment. I lose some lucidity and play with a large bubble of water that causes a gigantic flood.

I forget the begging of this dream, but I recall being lucid and yelling something rude at someone through a window. I feel bad for a second then think, It's ok. This is MY dream. I shout, "THIS! IS! MY! DREEEAAAAMMMMM!" I think that I have been lucid for a really long time and I am amazed by it. I have no real goal at the moment and just wander around the dream environment.

My lucidity drops a lot, but I have some general sense that this is a dream. I find myself still outside next to some shed in a wooded area on a hill. There is a bush and a tree with a huge bubble of water attached to it. I poke at it and it flexes and bounces a bit like jello. I then smooth my hand over one side allowing the water to flow with it. This unleashes a torrent of water as if the hillside is at it's very peak of capacity and I put it all out of balance. I expect to feel wet for a second, then realize that I shouldn't. Although I have a feeling it doesn't matter, I still take my phone out of my pocket and hold it up out of the water to protect it from getting damaged. I ride waves down a massive hill into a small village. I feel butterflies in my stomach from the strong sense of falling. I shout, "Look out everyone water is coming! It's a tidal wave!" After I say this, I see another massive wave of water converging on my location. I am quickly washed farther down hill then land in a dry area near a metal shed with a garage door. I still have momentum and I slide through the doorway with some tall, bald, and muscular man. I immediately try to leave, but the man shuts the door. I am confused what has happened and have lost all lucidity now. I feel out of place here and try to push past the man, but a woman barges in the door. I try to slide past them, but they just block my way. The man and woman argue over something and the man says, "No. I have a visitor. See?"
I make a hand gesture signalling that I just mean to leave, but the man is very insistent that I stay and not blow the lie.
He goes on, "We are talking about weed and stuff." I ignore all of this and continue to search for a way out. I wake up.

5:44AM

I am to be executed by electrocution. I tell another prisoner that I don't care. They can't kill me. In fact, it will only make me stronger. I know that if they kill me here, I will come back as a god. I will enter into the internet and control everything like some all powerful AI. I do note that this is hurt very bad and be very scary. I tell myself to think of it like I am having an OBE and to slip out of my body into the network.

I am led away into the public execution area before a crowd. The man with a mic asks me if I am Jesus Christ. I tell him, "Some say this is true, but I do not." The crowd erupts into an uproar and the man belly laughs. I fell no shame only trepidation. However, I bodily step on the stage waiting for it to all go down. I actually laugh with the man and make some joke of my own. I wake up.

I was apparently at some sort of restaurant. It wasn't a fancy restaurant like one of my previous dreams. It was fairly middle class with a dark carpet as the flooring. Many of the lights were not on giving the place a slight mysterious vibe. While exploring, I found a bar. The bar had a few chip bags on the counter and many glass bottles. Right afterwards, I saw my little sister walk by eating chips out of a large chip bag. She seemed to ignore me. I then continued on. After a little while, I reached an area that was lit slightly more than the main area. It had tan-ish square tiles as its flooring and at the end of the area were doors. The windows in the doors were completely black, so I assumed it was nighttime. On the left were stairs leading to the second story of the building. On the right, there were a bunch of claw machines lined up on the wall. One of them had my older sister and my cousin crowding around it. I walked over to it to take a closer look. The claw machine had red, blue, green, etc. jewels the size of an Ipod as its prize and was almost empty with only one layer of over jewels at the bottom. Apparently, my cousin found a hole in the machine in which he could stick his hand into and was able to get a hold of a blue jewel. The hole wasn't big enough for him to pull the jewel out though. He then decided to try to the throw the jewel in the prize box in the bottom-left corner of the machine which was blocked at the sides by glass walls like traditional claw machines. He made it in and was able to pull the jewel out of the prize hole. The dream ended there.

This was a strange dream. It was daytime, but it was very cloudy, so cloudy in fact the clouds tinted the entire neighborhood gray. I was standing at the group mailbox down the street. I saw a guy near my house who was trying to manipulate the wind and swirl the wind around him (He wasn't crazy he could actually bend the wind). Somehow, I knew I could the manipulate the wind too, in fact, I knew I could manipulate all the elements (The "elements" weren't simply restricted to Water, Earth, Fire, Air BTW). I felt like trolling him (don't know why though), so I used my wind powers to counteract his wind powers making him unable to bend the wind. He seemed get frustrated by the fact he wasn't bending the wind anymore. I got tired of messing him, so I decided to use my powers to grow some flowers which caused sunflowers to grow (I guess Wood is considered an element in the dream). The guy apparently noticed me growing the flowers because I after I grew them, he ran up to me and asked, "Are you the one who grew the flowers?" I said yes and told him I was also the one messing with him. I followed up by demonstrating I could control wind by making a mini-tornado in front of me. He responded by saying, "That's so cool!" I then told him I could manipulate all the elements. He responded with look of awe on his face and said, "Really? Can you show me?" I then dissolved the fence right next to me using my powers, but right afterwards I repaired it (Seems like Chemicals/Poison is also considered an element). Then the dream ended.

Dreamed about being at some sort "ocean river". It wasn't really a river because it was located in the ocean with the only thing separating it from the ocean is a loose wall of brown rocks. The water was a bright blue and it was daytime. There were many people in the "river" floating along it in inner tubes. The river lead into many brown caves. I don't remember exactly how the insides of the caves looked like. I went into a bathroom in the dream.

The first thing I can remember about this dream is that there is heavy rain. My brother and I are in the living room debating who will get the door for the pizza, he rings the doorbell and I think damn, i really need to tip this guy heavy for delivering in the rain! I sign him a $4 tip and then the scen cuts to me driving down the street with my brother. I see my hands and count six fingers and shout I'm dreaming! my body feel heavy and U try to tell my brother I'm dreaming but before I can I wake up.

Morning of August 3, 2015. Monday.



This is a recurring concept though always different, that is, my dream rendering the Internet as being on paper and in various notebooks rather than on a computer or visible computer network. This concept has been more prevalent over the past six years or so.

In this dream, I am with a group of people of whom I do not know, though my wife Zsuzsanna is also in the room. I am not sure if it is in an implied residence of ours or a business.

There seems to be some sort of political atmosphere though I suspect it may also relate to finding information to validate certain aspects (such as possible previously unrealized influences) of my childhood dream journals. Somehow, I go to a website by holding a pencil down over the URL that is printed on paper and the “website” appears on another document in the room. This works for about fifteen minutes or so, but the information becomes a bit sparse over time.

Soon, all evidence of the particular “website” seems to vanish as if a portion of the Internet simply disconnected all public servers solely due to someone using it after a presumed long public hiatus. I get a very vague impression that it was a website used to store hidden information related to politicians, and someone noticed it was in use and did not want the information to be used publicly. I get a vague impression of a young blonde female, somehow “seeing” her, though more just being aware that she is the only one left watching the server activity, and she seems annoyed and realizes that she must shut the network down.

Of course, this is all metaphorical, as there are no actual computers anywhere, only various documents that apparently teleport from one place to another, or more likely, copy themselves to another location, somewhat like a FAX without the FAX machine, I suppose.

There are a few points of frustration when pressing on a printed URL on a sheet of paper does not seem to work as well as at other times. Also, the resulting paper or documents appear in a hard-to-find location at times (such as behind several files in a filing cabinet), though still in the same room. Sometimes there are only a few lines on them.

Night of August 3, 2015. Monday.



As promised in my last entry, here are five dreams that I have managed to include simple sheet music with online. With the equipment and technology we have presently, I could probably even duplicate each theme fairly faithfully, though we are working on other projects presently.

In this dream (“Never Go to Waikiki Again” from July 5, 1969), the music is more in the background almost like an in-dream afterthought for the most part and coming during the waking process itself (at least in the first version of my dream).

In this dream (“War of the Serpents” from September 11, 1969) the music seems to mostly be performed with a saxophone, xylophone, and an almost inaudible background orchestra that fades in and out unrealistically (that is, for a real-life commercial production).

In this dream (“Things…From Outer Space” from November 7, 1970), the music is somewhat light and “distant” (in this case I made a recording as a child but am not sure where it is located; possibly at a relative’s house).

In this dream (“Them ol’ Glass Jars” from July 12, 1975), the theme is more musical and sung by a girl’s chorus though the glass jar effect gets louder as I get closer to the waking process.

In this dream (“The Legend of Tony Karoni” from June 27, 1976) the included sheet music represents a very limited rendering of the otherwise layered musical speaking (by the bandits) at the end of my dream (which was very vivid to the point of almost being startling). The harmonics are not included here, thus it is only slightly faithful to my dream. In this case, I am also reminded of how “Yellow Submarine” by the Beatles is off-key in the chorus harmonics (where oddly most people do not notice unless they listen more closely) whereas most sheet music versions I have seen (except for one version that is faithful to what is actually sung) utilize only relevant harmonics to the chord, giving it a completely different sound and mood in most cover versions with not a single change in the notes, which makes me automatically cringe after being used to the Beatles version (even though it is off-key).

I had really crappy recall tonight probably because it's my first day back from vacation and I wasn't able to get to sleep until a lot later than my normal time, but I did get one small dream fragment.

I was in a room that looked like my bedroom in the house I lived in before I moved. It had a hardwood floor and bare white walls. My brother and dad were there too. I think they were talking about having to clean up the room. I seemed to just ignore them and look around the room until they started to get angry that I wasn't helping. I noticed that there were large stacks of paper and random junk on ones side of the room, and on the other side there were lots of bikes flipped over so they rested on there handlebars and seats. I think there was more to the dream, but I can't remember any more.

At first i was having maple story dreams. I woke up than went back to sleep like 2 or 3 times after each maple story dream. They were short though and i was accomplishing some quests and getting rewards.

Next was an odd non lucid/ lucid dream. I was going with my mom to a pay less store, even though she doesn't like to go to pay less anymore. While we were there i was hoping that i could find some cute shoes while my mom looked for shoes for my grandma. Anyways, I don't recall how but after looking around and talking to a few people i ended up somewhere else. I was in a college where supposedly my old high school friends were showing me what they did now. My little brother was there too but as a child. He looked 8 or 6 and was telling me about something funny about what happening around us. After all that hullabaloo i ended up going inside someones apartment. There was this girl who looked like someone i knew from high school. She was big and wearing only a bra and a black thong saying how she wanted to have it and that she was ready. She went to some room with two people than i decided to go out the wall or the window because i didn't want to get caught up in their plans.

I flew to a window where i saw a lady i use to work with. She was with a person who looked like her mom and they were talking. As I was flying i was trying to get her attention by saying that we were in the dream world. I drifted away from her though and appeared out of no where i a room where a sort of invisible yet apparent, hairy guy said he wanted to have it with me. But i said no and shouted for dawn or eye. After that he said that he would try another time than the scene shifted. I ended up in the air flying holding a giant graham cracker. I was flying while looking down at that somewhat cartoon looking ground.
As I was flying i thought what if i could dream up jade's characters. But instead this annoying dc came and tried catching me. I saw it as a game of tag and was flying all around the sky to get away from it. But at the last minute i decided to land. There i met a few little girls who were interested in the show Steven universe. We talked about Stevens height than sang the theme song even though i was somewhat off at first. Than i woke up.

Remembering Dawn

First i was talking with my brother and cousin about maple story and than after that i ended up being inside my house with a dc girl that was interested in me. For some reason it felt like we were together but than my mom came and mentioned something about the hundreds of pairs of green and brown boots she brought home that were stacked near the bathroom. I became lucid than instead of semi lucid and remembered,as i watched the dcs fiddling around, about Dawn. I went downstairs and heard my older brother and cousin talking about how everyone is getting on maple story again. I knew Dawn wouldn't be in there since they were there even if that was his spot than went to another room. He was laying on the bed and appeared to be younger.

I got onto the bed slowly since he was sleeping than apologized for waking him up when he opened his eyes. He was wearing something black with a wire on his neck and i asked him what it was. He said he hadn't seen me in a long time and was glad to see me and that he got into a incident where something went wrong and now he he had to where that. I sai "Ohh" than touched the circle black remote like thing and pushed it away so i wouldn't hit it by mistake. He than mentioned how he was surprised that i wasn't laughing I said " Of course i wouldn't laugh at you." than put my face closer to the blanket on the bed trying to hide my smile. "I'm smiling because i'm nervous" I told him. I was like "Oh great. Now hes gonna think i'm laughing."After that i looked at him and felt bad for his neck so i kissed his neck to show that i cared. He laughed a bit after that than i woke up.

Parakeets

I was non lucid inside a bus with lots of people around my age. Some guy made space for me and i was grateful since it was packed. Than when we got off i ended up inside my house where i was serving myself dinner. As I was doing that my brothers were talking with a friend of theirs. Than blah blah blah. don't feel like writing the rest but in the end i ended up on the stairs looking at my birds in separate cages. I tried to put them back but got distracted when i noticed our old green parakeet Pauli in the cage.

I was in the ocean. I started to gradually gain lucidity as I decided to dive down as far as I could. The water started to become darker as I went deeper. There were creatures swimming past me as I went, but I didn't take time to notice what they were. I did notice a blue whale swim under me. Those are tough to miss! Eventually, it was completely dark. I could still feel water rushing around me as creatures were swimming past. It was all very vivid.

The dream scene changed to a high tech cave cove above water. I saw a computer where one of my co-workers was sitting. I approached the computer and he left it for me as if it was mine. I realized that this was an opportunity to teleport. I decided declared to the dream that I wanted to teleport back to the ocean. I boarded a boat that was docked in the cove and moved it out of the cave. I got the idea to go swimming again and jumped off the boat into the water. The water felt perfectly realistic as I swam around. An African American girl suddenly appeared. I guess I was in her way. I woke up.

I remember I was driving to the college that my mom works at, but I got lost on the freeway fairly quickly. As I lost sight of familiar roads, the dream gave way to these weird roads made out of rusted metal with high guard rails on each side. They did weird dreamlike things like go straight up, turn, curl and even move.

It was like a platformer game, except you played it with your car. I managed to get through and arrive in some kind of city. I was happy because I found that the college that I was trying to get to was actually just a few blocks away from where I parked, so I guess I had wound up getting there after all.

...

The next thing I knew, I was in a back alley. Some kids from my neighborhood showed up and they wanted to fight. Manei appeared behind me and started watching. One of them said that he knew Choi Kwan Do and he started kicking me. I went to block but for some reason my usual dream-super-martial-arts weren't working. Manei said she was holding them away from me. (WTH Manei?!)

No reason to fight. I pulled into third person and I had to do this quickly. I turned away from them. I then changed my face, making my mouth cut wider, like the Joker. I gave myself rows of sharp, yellow teeth and made my eyes glow. My eyes also seemed to be emitting some kind of smoke or energy trail. I didn't consciously add this, but I liked it.

I made myself turn around and snarled at them. My mouth hung open and a long syrpent-like tongue licked drool and blood off my face. The kids all ran and screamed. I remember one of them peed his pants, and while I was in third person, it zoomed in on his pants as he peed in them. Too funny.

I changed my face back to normal and went back inside of my body. Manei was gone and Jonathan was leaning agianst a dumpster in the alley smoking a cigarette. He said something to me but I can't recall what it was. I showed him a drawing of the face that I made to scared. Manei re-appeared and Jonathan ran off.

...

Manei was really upset with me for some reason. Apparently getting beat up by those kids in the back alley was a dream that she had created. She wanted me to lose so that I could be hurt and she could take care of me when it was over and she could have a cute/romantic moment with me. That's why she took away my fighting abilities.

I had to explain to her how that was actually really kind of a dick thing to do when you think about it. She realized the error of her ways and started crying and hugging me. I wasn't mad at her though. I realized that I really liked the idea of just morphing myself into a demon/monster and scaring the opposition away whenever there is someone who wants to fight, and if it hadn't been for that happening, I might never had that idea. It would save more time and there wouldn't be so many fights in my dreams.

We decided we would just go get ice cream. But a little kid pointed to us and said that he recognized us and wanted us to show off our powers. I flew up into the air and she started dancing. (That's a power?) I then thought to stabilize while I was flying and rubbed my hands together and told myself that the dream wouldn't end.

After that we started walking to the ice cream shop. The dream felt strangely familiar as though I had been in this exact spot before. Maybe it was from another dream. Manei said something about wanting me to wear white instead of blue and black because it would make me look more like the hero. She said something about wanting me to be the little hero of the dreamworld.

This was actually a theme we kind of explored very early on, but in reverse. I tried to change Manei into something that she did not want to be, and the moral of the dream was that I shouldn't try to control her and make her be something she didn't want to be. Now she was trying to do the same thing to me. I had to remind her of this, and that if we are to recognize each other as equals, we must not try to be controlling over the other.

I don't remember us actually getting our ice cream though.

...

There was a repeat of the flying part, but I was in a garage. Marcus was analyzing my dream powers and he had two little cuffs around my feet to analyze how the fire works. This went on for a minute as I kept stabilizing and reality checking. I asked him if I could stop. He said he had gotten all the data he needed and let me down.

I was sitting with my friend in his house, and we were watching TV. There was some kind of action movie. Suddenly we were both sucked into the movie. His role changed to villain, and my role was a cop. At first we wanted to find out what's going on, so we sat in one car and drove around the city.

It looked like a mix of a real city my friend is living in, New York and in some places Hongkong. There was no big change in people's appearance. Suddenly, another car appeared and villains started to shoot at us from it. Friend gave me his phone, and I started to check what can I do with it.

I pressed a button, and everything moved in slow motion. There was a weird menu, with "Skills" section, and "Press (C) button". We both could see it. I tried to open it, and I did it. There were options to: "Upgrade weapon skills", "Upgrade driving skills", "Upgrade melee skills" and "Upgrade health". I have chosen to upgrade driving skills, and our car was moving so quick that we easily outrun enemies.

However, the speed was so high that I just fallen out of the car through a window. It made me mad, I ran for a while and stolen a motorbike to chase my friend. He also changed his vechicle - he also chosen a motorbike, though much better than mine.

I was chasing him on the streets. People gave us no attention. Once he quickly made a turn, while I drove on a ramp, and flied high to the sky. I decided to change my situation, brought back the menu and teleported to one of the streets. Luckily, there was a military helicopter just waiting for me. Finding the villain was just a matter of time, and when I found him, I shot him down with a rocket. Then I landed.

Suddenly with friend we were both back at his house. We turned the TV off, and decided to leave the building. His family appeared. It was dark and cold evening outside. I forgotten that I have my jacket left inside, and went back to take it. Then I realised that for some reason I had two jackets with me. I took them both, sat on a motorbike and drove back to my house.

When I reached my destination, I parked the motorbike, entered the building and went to a living room. For some reason, my teacher was sitting there and reading a newspaper. My sisters were there too, but they weren't giving the teacher any attention. Suddenly the teacher spoken: "I saw your article. Congratulations!". This felt somehow weird, as I weren't writing anything for a newspaper.

I just left the room, went to a kitchen, and saw another of my friends. He was holding a baby in his hands, and said "Let's go for a walk!". We went to the streets, and moved through darkness. The friend gave me the baby, and then I decided that it would be best if I went back house. And so I did, the friend continued on his way.

When I entered my house, my older sister appeared. She was mad at me because I took the baby.