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2022 July 2nd

Left recall until late in the day. This one might be in DFLN but I'd have to go find it for linking.

Fragment:

I'm outside, night time. I'm with H and we're by some shop or similar place? H works here apparently and he wants to get inside for some reason but it's all closed, so he smashes a window and we get inside. I forget what we do or look for, but I worry about him losing his job for it. (not actually his job)

(recall gap)

At some kind of hotel/casino place. I'm at a sub-level lobby, there are some sofas and other comfort things. There's also a slot machine in a corner by a sofa. I'm sitting on the sofa and try out the slot machine one time. It spins and I win, not the best amount it could pay out, but something like 1837? Then I get distracted by someone like Donald Trump who's in the room with me now, I just know that he apparently owns the casino place. He's not feeling too well and we talk about it, possibly something he's eaten. I either tell him I'll get him some help or get him to come to the nearby lift with me.

(recall gap)

Something in a similar area, likely still part of the same segment. Elizabeth II is here and is taking part in some kind of tour? There's also some sort of activism going on.



2022 July 3rd

Fragment:

I'm at a dream version of a mix of my old home and the house we live in now. It's early morning, something like 4AM. I am down in the kitchen area which has large sliding pane windows that are also doors, rather than latching windows. Outside, I see police officers in the backyard patio area. The patio has stone flags and a garden table and chairs, as well as some planters. At first I dismiss this and presume they are just being thorough and that they are here because of a neighbour.

Then a bit later I'm somewhere else in the house, possibly upstairs, and a police officer lady talks to me and tells me that they have to search our house. I don't understand why and feel a bit reluctant and emotional, possibly getting in their way a bit. She tells me that they didn't want to but that it's procedure as set out by the "central AI computer" which tells them what to investigate or something. I still feel distressed by their searching but feel more accepting of it now that they've told me that's it's just something they have to do because the AI told them to.

Later they're gone and I'm in a version of our bedroom with H; he was asleep through all of this and I'm still a bit distressed as I tell him all about everything that happened.

(recall gap)

At one point I'm somewhere in the USA and I get away from California just in time to miss some massive quakes there. I'm in Arizona now maybe? Here there are very large fires or something but I feel safer. Something about a transit hub and talking to people.

G/C + LT

Rotational Bliss (INRALD)

I am trying to sleep on the couch and hear music toward the kitchen. I open my eyes and realize it's dark. I get up and make my way toward the front door. Upon passing the skylight over the spiral stairs I hear beautiful classic music. I don't recognize the piece but it's surprisingly loud considering nothing in the area could create it. I exit the front door, make my way to the driveway and leap in the air. My flying is very belabored. No matter how much I try I can't rise up more than 15 feet of so. I settle on lying back on a bed of air, horizontal to the ground. I begin to slowly spin. While a light and very ethereal music plays from all directions. It is wonderfully blissful and I feel an absolute sense of oneness. After a minute or so I wake.


Dark Shadowy Creatures (INRALD)

Again I am trying to sleep. I hear music far away. But even more odd I hear male voices near the large Great Room window. Additionally all lights are off so I am obviously dreaming. I exit the house and leap from the front stoop. My flying is better than before but not great. I fly over to the roof of the house next door. And grab the gutter to pull myself higher. For some reason I am curious how clogged they are. They are pretty bad, full of large amounts of pine needles. I see a few shadow figures below. I free fall downwards so as to try to land on them, but they have quickly moved. I have a bit of a fight or flight reaction. And ready myself for a possible confrontation. But there solidness disappears and they are gone. I wake.


Market Sex (DILD)

I am and the foot of a downward stairwell. It's similar to the one we have in our house but much wider. Additionally it has a plastic cross bar hanging from the rook. Instinctively I reach up and dangle from it. I realize that there are additional cross bars (sort of like plastic monkey bars) that carry on. When I drop from the bar some more plastic framing that is their in lieu of a banister breaks off. I realize this does not make sense and I must be dreaming. So I walk down the stairs and onto the first floor.

The first floor is reminiscent of our house, but different as well. My mom is there but I don't feel like interacting with her will be "productive" in any sense. So I head the opposite direction. Toward the front door. I open the door very quietly so as to not get her attention. I exit the house. There is a scene change as I walk forward. I am now in an open market of sorts. It's night time and most of the vendors and customers have left for the day. There is an attractive hispanic woman with her kids. I find myself attracted to her and walk over. I suggest to her kids they leave and find something else to do. Now alone, she senses my intentions. I pull down my pants and she starts sucking me. This goes on for a bit until there is a modest scene change. She's now naked and face down. So I suggest she get on her hands and knees. I work a wet finger into her ass. Lube myself up with some spit and slowly work myself into her back door. Once we get going it's pleasurable for both of us. Before long there is another scene change. Now she's riding me reverse cowgirl. I reach around and work her clit with my left hand. She seems to enjoy this. As she get's worked up she tells me to come inside her. But as usual having a climax in a lucid dream is elusive. I enjoy this for a while longer but eventually wake.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At my house, but it is much bigger. My dad comes by, unnanounced, with my uncle Zé, aunt and cousins and I have a meltdown because my house is a total mess and I am not feeling well enough to receive guests. Nobody cares. They take my cousin Duarte to a bedroom where he is looked after by two nurses. He is on IV, taking shots, crying in pain. I hold his hand lovingly in support him and ask what's going on but he doesn't say.

I return home after some time away and I am appalled to find it occupied and in very bad condition. The bathroom has water dripping, the sink is clogged, there is trash all over. Then some guys enter the bathroom completely naked and someone else is recording and taking pictures of them while they mock me. The place seems to have been taken over by a bunch of people who are basically shameless pigs. They invite me to join them for a meal but I refuse. They get pissed and take me and other strangers outside where they reveal they will take control of our minds and bodies, like parasitic zombies. They do something and I lose control of my body, they move it like a puppet, but my mind resists. Eventually I break out of their control and I escape and run to a mountain where I encounter a resistance group.

earlier:
+ special street lights that illuminate the bike, I've moved the bulb from Mitch's place?

+ changing the bulb, strange rechargable batteries with bad ones that blink, close up

+ in the house of the consulate, it's Putin, but doesn't look like him, he talks about the bike

+ sit to the cafeteria table at Nvidia, John W is saying that we've been here so long that the things we've worked on in the beginning have (already passed on into history)

+

BTS (long, Heruka visualization, some throat lotus visualization)

later:

+ eating octopus (which is "squid?"), tearing off a piece, guys some, bring more food, taste some, move to other side table

+ ordering chocolates / confectionary, someone slipped in a poop? I need to pick the pieces I want myself because of this, I pick several, put back one which has a missing bottom, and pick another one. The filling is like peanuts in a dark molasses sauce

+ flexing leg muscles in a fitness group, I have very pronounced muscles in my right leg and want to show it off to the younger people there, especially the girls, black guy too?

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At my home, but it functions as an extra-curricular activities centre. Kids are being looked after by a couple adults. Outside, my dogs are getting in trouble at the gate. I go check it out and find Soraia escaped the fence and is somehow outside with two horses. Three people come by for a supposed delivery and I find it strange as I am not expecting anything. I don't let them come in. They say the delivery is for a Joana and insist on getting inside to hand it to her. I say she is my coworker and I'll get her and they are rude to me, saying they can't wait.

On some kind of colony in a harsh planet. It has beautiful beaches, but we only go outside in certain times and weather conditions. There are really sudden high tides among other extreme events and the sun is really deadly. One day I fail to get home on time and get caught in a rising tide and upcoming high sun radiation. I see another person at risk, with a small kid, and I try to help them out. I dont succeed, but they are lucky and they escape. I, on the other hand, end up near a cave where I seek shelter. I find inscriptions on the cave and a bunch of leafs from a tree floating on a little puddle of water. The inscriptions talk about an ointment from those leaves, which make for an amazing skin protector and I decide to try it. It is truly miraculous and from then on it allows anyone to freely move outside during the day and even go to the "red" side of the planet, which is scorching hot and unhinabitable.

not much recall, a few scenes that were decent in length but faded after waking.
Need to really catch the moment of waking, remain still, and focus on recall

+[vague] something in a theater?

+ walking behind a black guy on a path, he really wants some fried chicken. I think he's talking about KFC, but I say no, I know a MUCH better place. I'm telling how juicy this place makes their chicken, I have a visual of a breaded piece of chicken on a plate is being cut. We come to some sort of a city center, where my relatives (including parents) are up high on a walkway between buildings and electronic advertising screens, (the screens are showing the place that I'm recommending?)

+ outside, near a river? Standing at a fence? Beyond the fence is a buxom heavy-set famous actress, she is talking to somebody about how awesome my younger son S2 is, how they should really follow him, I'm not sure what to think about his, I'm then talking to S2 later. [details faded]

+ using a vacuum cleaner on a deep shag white carpet. Moving it around I see how it it picking up pieces of dirt and debris from the carpet. The head of the vacuum is like an industrial carpet cleaner: triangular in shape and (transparent?)

+ playing a game of chess with Hikaru Nakamura, thinking about the position, strange pawn to queen promotion, I'm white, planning some combinations, I think I can queen and really start checking his king, on the left side of the board, and maybe pick up at least a full rook. But he'd have two connected passed pawns on the right side of the board that could be very dangerous. He makes some moves that involve moving his passed rook pawn several squares on one move? I had pushed my pawn to the queening square but didn't promote it to a queen, I wondered if I could now turn it into a queen. Hikaru kept picking up the cross from the top of the bishop that had fallen off and kept placing it back, it keeps falling, I think I need to fix that some time.

+ advising a group of 3 gay guys on their selection of hot tub design. I'm walking by them and I see they are examining a number of different design samples: mostly dark with some warm colors, and one of them is like my blue and gold tea cup. I walk around or return and see another sample, which is a sort of eggplant shaped large sample, dark with a lot of designs inlaid into it like cosmic scenes and swirling galaxies. I recommend something about hitting it and cracking it.

+ With Rob Wheel. there is a small little machine which is going to accept my oath. RW is holding and operating it. There is a single raised button on the top of the device, in the shape of a letter W, and you have to push it and make some other sorts of movements. I do it correctly and my oath is accepted.

+ standing in an office area (partially outside?) with people (advisers?), something about getting an insurance policy? (Sort of vague)

+ Looking at and operating a toy parking garage. There's a grandma there and a child, I'm demonstrating how the toy works. There are small toy cars on the bottom and you crank a handle and the car rises up to the top and rolls down around corners

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Attending my guru's teachings in some resort somewhere. The architecture of the place kinda reminds me parts of Greece or Turkey, with white buildings in rammed earth. I am taken to my dorm, which is a really bizarre very narrow room with shelves sticking out of the wall that are supposed to be sort of bunk beds, but with no stairs to climb up and no guard rails to prevent falling during sleep. Besides that, they are really high up, some are like 2 or 3 meters high and I wonder how people get up there, or how they come down if they need to pee at night. The only way is using someone else's bed as steps to go up and down.
I then go back out to check the registration table for the event and it is a bit chaotic with people arriving and making a lot of noise. I spot my teacher arriving. I look absolutely exhausted and don't want him to see my face so I kind pull my hair to cover my face. I think he spots me anyway and he looks puzzled with my hairdo. I look like a mix of a sexy mysterious gal and a crazy lunatic lady.
I return to my dorm to refresh and change clothing, so I take my travel bag to the bathroom with me. As I prepare to shower, I retrieve my hygiene products from my bag, but I hold it in the air over the toilet, which has no lid, and the unthinkable happens: my bag is open and all my clothes fall into the toilet. For some reason they don't just stay there, the water is running a little bit, so the clothes are sucked into the pipes. In despair I try to retrieve them, and I need to get deeper and deeper into the toilet bowl until I get my last clothing item from inside the drainage pipe, my whole arm inside it. I feel disgusted and completely defeated that I have nothing to wear that didn't fell inside the toilet.

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Working as a maid at the mansion of some filthy rich dudes. Some alarm goes off and they go around looking for something suspicious, but no one can't find any intruder. But I spot him. He is dressed as the help and considering this is a huge palace with dozens of employees, no one pays attention or noticed he is not one of us. But I see him robbing silver and gold stuff, sneaking from one room to another. I follow him into an office and he realizes that I've figured it out. But he doesn't feel intimidated, he notices I am not yelling to denounce him. He just nods his head like saying "Go ahead, serve yourself of some to." and I do! I rob a bunch of gold necklaces and other jewels, wrapping them in table cloths and right under the nose of the bosses, hide them in my pockets. I then follow the other guy trhough a window to the garden and we leave.

Looking at a mirror and instead of my face, I see my guru reflected on it. And he looks pretty aware that I am seeing him. Then it gets weirder and I have trouble explaining it in a 3 dimensional way, but it is like he is also holding another mirror in front of him and his reflection is me. And we are both aware that I see myself as him and he sees himself as me, but not straight up like a mirror image and more like a mirror within a mirror thing. Then I am suddenly not myself and I am some tibetan lady in the past with an intricate hairdo with really long braids with beads and other decorations. While I admire the intricacy of it, someone comes in the room and refers to me as princess.

BT 22:40, took a while to fall asleep since L was reading and moving about
OOB 06:55
awake 05:45 (fell asleep for a short while, one more dream)
22mg L-theanine, 1g GABA before bed
3g glycine, 1g L-tryptophan about 21:30 or 21:00

2 prior wakings with zero recall. A bit unusual, usually I'll have some memories in the 2nd waking. But I'm not delving for recall now before the 5 hrs waking.

very hot night, had to take off the blankets.

earlier (~ 0545)

+ hanging out with a male (movie?) star of some sort, he's talking about his girlfriends, he says "You think (they, referring to some other girls) are mine? Psh. They're like 41B [breast size] at most" that gets me thinking about bra sizes, what would be big? 44DD? Then I see the two who *are* his GFs, they are sitting on each branch of an L-shaped branch. They are indeed heftily endowed in the chest department. They're bouncing on their seats which causes their breasts to bounce around, too, and I see that their tops are slightly see-through to the point where I can fairly clearly make out their areolas/nipples.

Move on down the street, I'm with friends, we're approaching a sort of cliff in front of a very large canyon with rolling hills/mountains below that extends far into the distance. It is night time. This is a flying-dinosaur-riding area, I say "I hear that it's really cool to do this at night!". I go up to a promontory area sticking out into the canyon and want to show off for my friends that I can fly/glide, I'm intending just to step off over the canyon and glide right back to them standing nearly at the edge. But a group of people get in the way and block my access to the edge. They're young men, they're jostling around, and just won't get out of the way.

Then we're inside a room, and the guys sort of shuffle away, but one of them hits a light switch (but not the right one?). I also punch a light switch right next to it on the wall

+ in a group of young people sitting around a long (picnic-style) table [DREAM SIGN], we're joking, one of the girls has offered me to eat a crayfish/lobster, which I jokingly protest, saying "I'm not going to eat this! Too many legs! And there are people who eat the heads, I understand it tastes like sh*t!" the girl is laughing with me.

I've been introduced to some girl (April? August? [Some "A" name apparently a month!]) in this group, and I want to ask her our (propose to her?). Then I remember L, I think she'll be pretty upset that I propose to some other girl, she was probably expecting that I would propose to her instead.

last:

+ walking F dog, he runs off into the distance, something has attracted him, I pull him along not wanting to find out, but a group of small dogs appear and all run to us, so F must meet them. We're at the base of a slide, we're walking up the slide, I'm pushing a cart, and people are in my way, I ask the person in front of me to step aside (?) so I can go by. Push through some door into some building(?)

+ in the CS department, walking through an office area, on a desk to my right I see an old classic mac setup, I go and (get some papers?) and return by the mac where two guys are fiddling with it, I punch the eject button on the (CD? disk?) it pops up, I push it back in. I move on. I look at the papers, (it's a grad school application?) I'm looking at the fields that need to be filled out, most are empty, one of them is titled "Admin" (?) which I interpret to mean it is the professor who is recommending me. I head back in to the office to get my professor to sign it, but I think that perhaps this needs to be signed by someone other than my advisor, and I imagine my advisor would just ask one of his colleagues to sign it.

I think you are missing the point about my Jungian exegesis here, VVilliam, and I do think your point is not valid in the slightest.

Okay…
VVilliam pokes at the fire and ponders upon what Summerlander tells him...and he reaches into the depths of his Cloak, he withdraws his Journal Experience Tablet.
Activating the JET, he then places the word "okay" through the word-value algorithm and adds the result to his data-base...he then reads the results aloud, looking up from the screen and observing for any reaction from summerlander, after saying each word
Earth

Yes. There it is...VVilliam is not surprised
Six
Heart

VViliam thinks of the six heart virtues...Wingmakers are never far from the action...
What
Now
Nods
VVilliam wonders if something similar might be what Job said to his God
Okay...
Create
Form
Ship
Some
Speak
Elohai
Abracadabra

VVilliam thinks of the meme "I'm not saying it was Aliens" and smiles to himself...he looks up at the night sky and feels like he is sharing in a rather elaborate - well concealed - cosmic prank...

I don't see the Biblical parables as objective realities, I see them as psychological events.

VVilliam wonders if Summerlander is taking the micky with his remark re "psychological events" He searches for meaning in the word and gets two hits.
One reads "of, affecting, or arising in the mind; related to the mental and emotional state of a person." and the other "(of an ailment or problem) having a mental rather than a physical cause."

He finds the Word-Value and adds it to the list.

Possible Clues...
The Spirit of The Earth
Well That Settles It
Ian and William Play chess
Unknown/Hidden/Occult
Shallow is Unknown
Neruda Interview Five
The Plateau of The Same Page
Present over perfect
Psychological events

Job precisely came to the realisation that just being a good person isn't sufficient!

VVilliam continues to do Word-Values as Summerlander talks. The results are interesting.

A drop of consciousness in an ocean of tears
Just being a good person isn't sufficient

He matured from a phase where he thought just being good before an invisible/imaginary heavenly father would be enough to impress to a more realistic and pragmatic outlook about the world where the goods to be reaped from the land aren't going to sow themselves, so to speak—and he was happier for it as evidenced by the tenfold prosperity that unraveled post-realisation. His experience precisely made him develop a thicker skin after the calamitous events (proverbially, Satan's input) in his life and he only got 'closer to God' in the sense that he improved his relationship with the world around him (as it is said, 'God is everywhere').

Summerlander pauses and VVilliam takes the opportunity to speak.

VVilliam: Job realizes the God is real but not in the way he had previously imagined.

Perhaps Job realized that The God he was interacting with, was the planet itself?

Or perhaps only we in today’s world can really get a bead on that, since we now have pictures of the planet, from a spaceman’s perspective.

In reality the journey continues because none of us really know The God sufficiently outside of our own imaginations.

At least the Earth is real enough – never to mind the rest of the universe…

I see that you've smuggled in 'lack of empathy' as if it's anywhere near the same ballpark as 'developing a thick skin'—it isn't.

VVilliam carries on with his calculations

Astral Guides
Etched mirror
Healing The Beast
Contact With
Satisfaction
Three In A Row
Small Steps
Divine Sound
Fingerprint
A rock and a hard place
Balance of power
“Moonchargers”
Mindfulness
In the moment
Heaven on Earth
'Lack of empathy'

Just because someone is an atheist doesn't mean he or she lacks empathy any more than being a Muslim automatically aligns your beliefs with the intolerant and psychotic ISIS ideology. In fact, many serial killers exhibit religious beliefs and yet lack empathy for everybody else.

Ancient Grey Entity
If In Doubt Let It Sit
Nazi Space Program Agenda
Independent from what?
Conspiracy theory
Monkey See Monkey Do
When things fall apart
The Undiscovered Self
'Developing a thick skin'

Do you honestly believe that all atheists necessarily lack empathy and that they are all crying at the prospect of death being final?

VVilliam clears his throat and then answers.

VVilliam: I honestly do not know what all atheists are doing…the ones I have met seem to be as unique to their own sense of self as all the non-atheists are.

Identify any ‘atheist’ in the story? Certainly not The Devil!

More calculations - additional data

Anticipating that this will prove to be helpful to the science
Perhaps we can deconstruct some of these pernicious views.
Identify any ‘atheist’ in the story? Certainly not The Devil!

Bearing in mind what happened to Job, I'd like you to picture such scenario happening to you, only you discover that the disease you've been infected with and the torture and murder of some of the people you love and care about were the result of a bet that your father had with some nefarious agent. You confront your father and demand answers only to hear him say that you weren't around when he made a home for you and your siblings and that you are not wise enough to comprehend his actions.

Would you bow down to your father and call his actions caring?

VVilliam doesn't hesitate with answering summerlanders question.

VVilliam: I would respect his position immensely and bow to that – the 'bowing' would be symbolized within the actions of showing respect.
I would also have further questions... Questions as such a Son might be permitted to ask and be graced with answers.

What is a poor boy to do, faced with such factuality?

I might also ask “how thick do you want my skin to be?” but would be smiling as I did so…

VVilliam places another log on the fire and takes a sip of his cooled-down brew. Then he taps on his tablet screen, busy adding results to his JET.
Love Life
Pyramid
Being Born
Respect
Tricky
Symbol
Compass
An Elder Race
Stone Age
Integral
...of said agenda...
Lift your gaze from the fire
The Human Form as a Means to an End
Memorandum of Understanding
...but would be smiling as I did so…
Reminding one of how it all started and the different stages one goes through.
Questions as such a Son might be permitted to ask and be graced with answers


Somewhere in the small grove of trees, Te Ruru calls...and the sound brings a smile to VVilliams thick-skined face...

I think you are missing the point about my Jungian exegesis here, VVilliam, and I do think your point is not valid in the slightest.

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The point I am focused upon is at the very center of the Mandala, summerlander.

Originally Posted by GM

Being
What Fun We Have!
The Hub Of Hologram Dimensions

I Think
Connecting The Dots
Learn

Manifest Destiny
Discussing the data
Where are we getting our news from?
Galactic Encompassment
The Hub Of Hologram Dimensions

Every Conceivable Detail
Etymology
To Add to That
Miracle
Resident of The Hub Of Hologram Dimensions
Ghost In The Machine
The Point
Encouraging Indication

God/Source/Home
Through The Unconscious Mind
Opening Doors

Source Codes
Everything is a Message

Source Reality
Every Conceivable Detail
Start
A Vital Purpose
Source Intelligence
Galaxy
Mothers Milk
Capture
Realization
Galactic Encompassment
Progress
Be they seeds or suns, or be it that suns are seeds, it is all part of the universe, and everything that we acknowledge as the universe, came from a tiny seed.
Teaching Music
Source Intelligence and Lyricus facilitate the process throughout the Grand Universe

The Imagination
You Have An Invisible Friend
That's Powerful!
Adroit
Wise beyond ones years

Why?
First Source:
Concern
I Will
Do Something About It
Delightful Anticipation

The Source of All Creation
From The Source
Serendipity
For A Particular Reason

Micro Reflections of a Macro Reality
I love you
Complete
Shuussssh
First Source:
Tetragrammaton
https://www.dreamviews.com/religion-...ml#post2246098

Edited post: Merged posted.... Please don't double post. ~Humbledreamer DV Mod

I'm in a medieval fantasy world much reminiscent of Oblivion or Skyrim. I see one guy, wearing oddly modern clothes, mindlessly shuffling around. He looks and acts like a zombie, but no one cares. He's being used for manual labor, or something. A bit later, I've climbed a steep rock wall and I'm hanging off the side (Assassin's Creed style), looking out over what I know to be the edge of the map. I wonder what's beyond it. I reach a kind of mineshaft, or cave. My dad is suddenly with me. We're assaulted by giant spiders the size of a large dog. We make a run for it through the tunnel, and emerge on the other side. We exit into a grassy clearing, with a large, imposing forest right in front of us. The forest is full, and I mean FULL of giant spiderwebs. And of course spiders. I'm like "no way", but my dad is like "we can do it, let's go" so I have no choice but to follow him in. Somehow, we get through, because in the next scene I recall, we've reached the world beyond the mountains and the spider forest. No one was ever supposed to get this far. To our surprise and horror, it's the modern world. We're in a modern city, clearly abandoned a century or more ago. The sky is overcast and depressing. Everything is covered in rust and dust, and in a state of falling apart. I recognize one of the ruined cars as a Renault 5. Then, we find someone. A worker wearing a fluorescent jacket. He just mindlessly shuffles back and forth, seemingly aware of us, or anything else. We continue exploring, until my dad starts acting strange. He asks things like "how did we get here", and other things he should really know. Like he's having memory loss. Suddenly, I realize the truth of this place. A hundred+ years ago, something happened, some substance was released into the atmosphere (or some kind of radiation) that gradually sapped people of their intelligence - inducing amnesia, dementia and finally a vegetative zombie-like state (though they aren't cannibals). Society fell apart without the people there to maintain it. Somehow, "Skyrim valley" (the fantasy world we'd traveled from) was a special place shielded from this effect. The guy wearing modern clothes I saw in the fantasy world was probably a guy from here, who somehow crossed over like we did. I desperately try to explain this to my dad, who is getting increasingly confused as time goes by.

Incoherent dream involving some FBI guy threatening us with "more lockdowns" unless we did exactly what he wanted us to do. I think he wanted us to attack someone/something? I had a weapon that's basically a pebble from a river that explodes like a grenade.
Then we're inside a wooden house, like a tavern or something. Still in the same town. My brother was there, as well as my old classmates (Fenn & co.). At some point I get caught on something and dragged outside?