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I made a drawing about a month ago, of a man holding a guitar, sitting on a big blanket laid out on the grass under a big tree, blowing petals everywhere. It was titled Under The Great Tree. I had a dream about two nights after that of lying under this big beautiful tree, with cherry blossoms on it, and it was shining all around, while I was looking up. I thought, "it is real...". It was so peaceful and lovely.

A few nights ago, I dreamt that I was in our local store here. My town is quite small. I was going through the books and CDs and I found a book that had a recently popular band name on it. I opened the book, to reveal a picture of the lead singer, but the writing above it was talking about another singer that had been dead for a while. He looked exactly like the dead singer! It was very strange. I didn't have enough to pay for the book so I ended up stealing it. I walked outside to catch the bus, in real life I have a car, so that was also strange...
The scene outside didn't look like the store here, or anything here at all.

My friend T, I dreamt of him once before, where he took me in a corner and kissed me and I felt a very strong love feeling in my chest... we have exchanged maybe 10 words in person to each other!!! I know that he is a psychic too, and probably a lucid dreamer. I was hanging out at this big beautiful house with him, sitting on the floor, it felt like we had been talking for ages. It wasn't a light-hearted conversation but it wasn't entirely serious, either. I remember the feeling of him holding me, lying down with me on his stomach. He was really sweet. His girlfriend IRL came home in the dream and I got off of him just in time. She didn't suspect that we were cuddling at all. She is really crazy in real life and it was strange that she trusted me in the dream, I thought.

A really really vivid dream I had a few nights ago- I was with those two guys I dream about a lot, and I went to their show. I was holding my guitar and you could hear them playing sound check from where I was standing outside. Eventually, the show started. After the show, we ended up going to their hotel room and one of them had marijuana he was keeping in the fridge. He was smoking it with us and drinking with us. I wanted to steal his weed but I remember thinking that since he is so psychic he can read my motivations and intentions and he would have known, no matter how I tried to hide it. The other guy was really quiet, not his usual self, but we ended up having sex or something. The rest of it was pretty disturbing, but nothing really horrifying, so I'll leave the rest out. I feel like it was just a dream character this time and not actually him... the other guy was far more conscious and engaging, I really think it was him coming to me with the dream this time. I was not lucid, so what a strange dream.

I have a very faint memory of one of them rolling a cigarette and giving it to me. Felt like a premonition.
I dreamt of J for the first time in a very long time. I just remember his brown eyes, nothing else.

I had a waking vision the other day of a wooden dinner table type chair, up to the seat in water, facing north-west, out in a field... no idea what that means, maybe my "seat" of consciousness?

I wish that I could remember the rest of my dreams but I have been sleeping a lot lately and very deeply. I almost had a wild, but that feeling of drifting into blackness without my body freaks me out, and I kept trying to wake myself up, to just go to sleep normally. Sigh, hopefully it happens again.

Speaking of my premonition a few weeks ago, I did go and perform and the stage looked exactly as it did in my dream then. Cool!

I don't know why I keep having dreams about high school since I was in high school THREE years ago..

I was back in high school. For a project, we had to create a game board. Me, Niki, Brittany, and Dani(?) were in a group together and we used me and Niki's monopoly game that we had already created(in RL). We colored purple on the center and put different colored dots. I looked at the final result and realized we had painted over the creepy mr. monopoly man that had originally been drawn on the center. It was time for the class to present our projects and before the bell rang, I went to my locker but realized I didn't know the combination. I went to ask the teacher(Mr. Bobby-osh!) if I could go down to the office and ask them for my combo. He said okay, so I went to the office and told the lady. The lady was black and had shoulder length curly black hair. She told me she needed my debit card so I gave that to her, and then she made everything super complicated and in the end she said she couldn't give me my combo. I got mad and told her that the office downstairs would definitely give me my combo and be a lot nicer than her. So I went downstairs and asked them and they were nice about it, but for some reason I still didn't get my combo. At one point the sprinklers went off and everyone downstairs got soaked. I went back upstairs and when I passed the mean black lady she said something to mock my religion, to which I said, "Jesus is the son of God and you can't make me believe otherwise." I went to my locker and then the combination just came to me. 4-8-58. Usually in dreams numbers are messed up, but I could open my locker just fine. Then I went to class and saw that 45 minutes had passed. We never got to present.

Pre bed: 3 mel, 500 arg, 500 lysine

Wbtb: 1/3 latte (other)

The dreams were somewhat unstable although the cycle lasted about 1:30, with deeper than usual sleep in the beginning, around 5 mins of non-ld and chain of lds in the rest. My recall is very fragmented.

Frag ld: In the classroom. I'm about to take some stuff but get very confused with the desks. Awareness increases. Tked a knife and tried to tk control the movement of a fly (partial success).

LD frags (I think one of these was a DEILD): In an underground passage and my awarness is higher, I go up the stairs and possibly get out in the next place I recall.

Inside a house, everything is quite vivid as I go to the balcony outside and see an unbelievable sight. At this point I am thinking about the Pyramid challege and this influences what I'm seeing ahead. It's a valley and a city in the distance but unlike any city that exists. More like a mix of classic and fairy tale architecture. In the middle of the place is a magnificent hexagonal/octagonal dome shaped monument made of dark rock with the eye of Ra on the sides. I'm quite excited by the sight of it but before I can get closer, I lose my vision. Really pissed off that this is happening, but the dream is still here and I can actually hear a number of nearby teenagers talking loudly so I call them for help.

My sight returns in small portions, but I think I lose the dream after that. My recall is bad between different scenes.

It's almost as if I have memorized the structure of the previous house as the next scene begins in a similar place. I recall looking at a number of windows and want to leave the place to go outside. At some point before that I was in the bathroom and left the tap running. Made a mental note about this feeling happy about not caring. There is also snow outside and I am sparsely dressed but say it doesn't matter.

I end up in a room with my parents (maybe after climbing down and then up a balcony), where I see my dad and a doppelgänger of him. It's a bit creepy and I want to go outside so leave the room.

[New scene] Vaguely recall examining and opening a window and imagining outside to be something awesome like the dome before that. Another fantastic sight, this time I watch the entire landscape build in front of my eyes. It's the sea in the distance as well as another amazing fairy tale medieval type of city. The only problem is that the whole background is quite shifty. I want to wait for dream stability to improve before working on a pyramid summon. Something about acting around to give the background city time to stabilize.

Memory gap but this was still related to the previous part of the scene. It's as if I have gone down and am now looking at whatever has become of the surroundings. There are lots of peculiar rocks surrounding me, like rocky mountains with very soft pastel colors. I make a mental note. Then all of a sudden a huge bolder displaces and starts rolling in my direction with great speed. Luckiliy for me, my subcon seems to have assumed a slightly different trajectory and the rock quickly passes at a small distance just above me. I briefly wonder about what would have happened had it hit me and why did it fall in the first place, did my thoughts cause it. [End of memory]

[New scene] The last place I recall, it's more of Asian type of scenery with a grassy hill ahead as I watch two rabbits and something else going down the slope. There is something going in front of the house at the bottom of the hill where we are. The rabbits turn to two crazy looking monkeys with clothes and a tribal man that are coming towards us. I use a part of a plant to block their way. My awareness goes from low to slightly higher and I become interested in seeing what happens once they come close. I approach the two dressed monkeys and turn to talk with the tribal man who keeps switching appearances. The dream soon thins out and I wake up.

It is pretty hard for me to remember when one dream ends and another begins, since most of the time my dreams from one night are continuous. I know that I had at least 2 epics from this, it might have been a dream before as well.

Interesting side note:
While going to sleep I was thinking of a world in which the dead people are there and the live people, but the dead people can still interact with everything but the other humans. Can't see or hear them, but they can interact through objects. If a live person accidentally runs into a dead person, the live one wouldn't feel it and the dead one would feel it, not just go flying. The movie of course could have the ending "He has been dead the whole time" now cliche ending. Or it could just be a different type of world and you would know it the whole time. Not an amazingly new concept, but fun to think about. On to the dream.

Blue
I was in the world that I had created before bed. There are dead people and live people every where. I can see and interact with both even though I am alive. I can also tell when people are dead. That majority are alive, but because of the nature of the world, most people don't care about death too much. They can talk to all their dead loved ones by notes or anything like that. There is also a crazy game going around that people are going around the school and putting down blue mats. You have to put a picture of yourself on the mat to show that you made it. The mats are in very precarious and hard to get positions. I tell people not to do this, since lots are dying from it, but I love the challenge and go across several. One of them had a specific thing that you couldn't see on the way there or you were disqualified. I watched someone go through and fail by seeing it, and I realized that the only way to not see the things was to close your eyes as you go across monkey bars (height 30 feet up and each bar was about 5 feet away from the other) and to jump across a 10 foot gap. I made it After I had made it across, I met a girl that was very afraid (She was about 10). She said that something was wrong with her body and that if she ever hit anything too hard, she would blow up. She kept a distance from people and was never happy. People also kept a distance from her. I sat down and talked with her for a long time and we got along well. She wanted me to leave at first since she thought I would be afraid of her, but when she realized that I wasn't leaving she enjoyed my company.

Happy-sad
I am walking around the school for a long time. I don't know what to do, there doesn't seem to be much of a plot. I keep seeing dead people running into alive people and falling over. The alive people of course not knowing what they had done. I mostly talked with dead people since they were pretty enamored by me. I heard someone yell my name and I turned around. I was tackled by the "exploding girl" I can tell that she has died, but this makes no difference to me. She is extremely happy that she doesn't have to be afraid anymore. I am glad that we can actually hang out and do things now that she is dead without fear of killing her (ironic? ). I am very happy for her and glad that she can now enjoy life, but then a realization hits me. This is a dream, she isn't real, when you wake up she will be gone forever and her fear will be realized. I decide that there is nothing that I can do, except enjoy the last bit of her life with her. Knowing the ending will only make me sad the whole time, I forget that I am dreaming for her.
"What do you want to do?" I ask.
"Lets go jump on a trampoline! I never could before and it looked so fun!"
We both go there and I grab a couple of my dead friends, there is a trampoline set specifically for dead people that is bigger and can have an unlimited number of people on it since they can't get hurt. I get on it even though I can get hurt. We jump for about 10 minutes and I wake up.

Conclusion
I thought that it was interesting that if everyone in the world died, everyone would be happy together, and that the girl was afraid of something that would actually take away all her fears. I was pretty aware when I became lucid, but the dream already had too much substance to it, and knowing that she wasn't real except in there made me sad. Her being happy when dead reminded me of this song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4

NLD: I was a stage magician, a white male in late middle age. I have the impression that my character looked and talked a bit like the actor Bill Nighy. I had been doing a really long show -- it started at 6, now it was 9pm, I had just taken a break and had to perform one more brief act before I could wrap up and call it a night. I realized I should streamline the show, this was exhausting, and the audience was probably almost as weary as I was.

I was trying to find my way back to the place where the theatre was located in a huge new building that had been recently constructed for my show, but I took a wrong turn and found myself on the roof. Up there I ran into a colleague who resembled (or was supposed to be?) Gary Gygax, and we commiserated, "We're getting too old for this shit." I retraced my steps, passing a teenager who I asked about something, but his answer was unhelpful.

As I made my way back to the theatre I was carrying a large bag of stiffened canvas printed with a cheerful decorative pattern. I had picked this bag up from the room where I had gone on break. It held a nested series of ever-smaller bags made from the same material. I was planning to give these away as prizes at the end of the show, like we always did, based on calling out random ticket numbers. I wondered if I should give away the largest outer bag as well, or save it to carry the smaller bags again next time. I examined it closely and realized that it had some discoloration around the handle and decided that it wouldn't make a very nice prize because it wasn't in new condition.

Okay, so today my dad just busted into my room and told me to get up. When this happened, I immediately forgot all of my dreams of the night. My time to ponder over my dreams and think about what just happened was literally obliterated. Thanks dad.

1. I was in my friend Dylan's house. It was dark inside of his house, and we were just chilling, sitting down in some chairs. Suddenly a guy I know from school went directly in front of Dylan's face and mooned him. I remember getting mad, and then he came over to me and mooned me in the face. This guy was really white, so his butt was also extremely white, and it was also hairless.

2. I was on my street and as I was walking down it, I saw two bugs. I came up closer to these bugs and saw that one was an armored beetle, and the other was something else. They started fighting, and it was pretty intense. The beetle threw the other bug, and then the other bug would charge the beetle. The beetle was winning, and continuously kept getting on top of the other bug. My dad came out of no where and watched the fight.
After a minute of watching it, he picked up the bugs and threw them both on me. They didn't stick to me or anything, so they just fell back to the ground and as they did, they immediately continued fighting. The beetle was black and had 2 horns that were curved inwards. I don't really remember at all what the other bug looked like.

(wow, this has been the worst my recall has been in a long time, noooo)

Just one dream- what a struggle to 'retrieve' it - and aboot my work again - exciting!

Kilt hire again. A couple , both very tall and somewhat portly asking aboot the tartans. I started pointing at the kilts and then stepped over to them. the Kilts were in a mess. I started naming each tartan that I had available. They were in the same place as IRL. Apart from when I reached the grey kilts. I was completely stuck coz there was an unfamiliar plain grey kilt with a strange repeated device over the apron. I didn't know its name and told the man it was 'Grey casual' Those kilts were facing out rather than in. The man was standing silent behind me the whole time.

This "dream" actually began nearly half a year ago now; every other night I fall asleep whenever I can and I awake in the dream, aged 18 (currently 16) I then proceed to decide upon whatever it is for that night: Will I study further in my life? Will I go into laboring? Will I choose to just drift around traveling? Each time I choose differently. Then for nearly exactly 2 hours, the consequences of that decision play out before me, the entire lifetime of experiences. Honestly, if the dreams ended there I might even consider it a blessing to be presented with such interesting stories. However, the dreams always seem to catch/tear from what I'd consider reasonable- I've never finished one of these dreams without losing at least one person I love in that "life". Whether it be accident, illness or suicide they die. This usually leads to me having minor panic attacks when i wake up and being generally depressed.
I'd like to be able to either stop the death and misfortune in the dreams or it entirely. Any advice would be appreciated.

Dream - Lucid

I was at this restaurant that had just opened. The inside was wood, and it was small. I was with a group of other people. We were going to work there. It was a small business. I wondered how they would do, if they would get any business or if they'd end up having to close, as so many small businesses do.

I then was with my old roommate, Katie. We were about to take pregnancy tests. I went into a bathroom stall and sat on the toilet to pee on the stick. Before I could pee on it, I noticed that it was already a little wet from something. I hoped that didn't affect the results. I then put the stick underneath me and peed on it. I waited for the little test area to turn blue. After waiting a bit, I looked at the stick. There were two red lines. I thought it meant a positive result, but one of the lines was crooked, which meant an inconclusive result. I started feeling panicked about the inconclusive result, and wanted to take another one right away. I remember telling someone it was inconclusive.

I went back to the restaurant thing again. I can't recall what happened.

I then somehow got a hold of another test. I went to pee on that one, making sure nothing got on the stick before then as to not screw up the results. I peed, and the lines were blue, meaning not pregnant. At least now I knew for sure. I was kind of disappointed though.

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I was watching either a video or I was in third person watching Dallas and I play music together on a stage. I was seeing us from a top view. We had 3 or 4 songs that we did. I sang and he played the electric violin (like he does IWL). My voice sounded airy, but clear and pretty. I had the lyrics to at least one of the songs in my head after I woke up in the middle of the night, but I can't remember them now at all.

I asked Dallas if there was such a thing as an electric cello. I wanted to learn to play it. I then saw his violin, and even though it was a violin, it was big and upright like a cello. I wondered if the electric violin was this big, how big is the electric cello? I figured the electric violin was so big so it would have a bigger range.

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The beginning of this dream is kind of jumbled. It had something to do with computer viruses.

Then, I was walking in one of my old houses, though it didn't look anything like any of my IWL old houses. I was walking up some stairs into my old room, which had all of my old toys and furniture still in it. I entered the room and saw an orange fluffy cat with slightly elongated, pointy ears. She was running around the perimeter of the room. I immediately knew I wanted to keep her. I decided that, since she looked like a fox, I'd name her Fox. I thought about calling her Foxy, but I had already known an animal named Foxy (IWL, an old man who lived in our neighborhood had a corgi named Foxy Roxy). I called out to the cat:
"Fox!"
Then, a beagle walked out of somewhere in the room.
"My name is Fox," she said in a soft female voice, though I think she said it telepathically.
I went up to her and knelt down in front of her. I put my arms out in front of me to hug her. She smelled of dog, but it was ok. I wasn't sure if she'd hug me back, but she did. She put her paws on my shoulders. I was delighted. Telepathically again, she said
"I'm sorry if I smell like dog."
I don't remember my response, or even if I had one. We hugged for a bit. It was such a perfect hug.

I decided to keep both her and the cat, but I was way more excited for the dog (IWL I've never owned a dog, and would consider myself to be a cat person more than a dog person). My parents were with me now, and we were outside. I had Fox on a leash, though I kept calling her Foxy. I was telling Fox that I could now have a guard dog to protect me. Either she or my dad said something about opening the windows when I leave her in the car. Of course I would. I imagined her in the car with the windows open. I was so, so excited for this new companion! I felt very close to her.

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I was sitting in a restaurant with my old boss from the coffee shop, Teresa. She was asking me if I'd take over the jewelry counter for Emily, because I knew better what I was doing. I looked over to the right and saw Emily's back. She was setting the jewelry cases. I told Teresa I would do it, but I had only set jewelry once. Emily was now Ashley, and she was close to us. She said something to me that was sarcastic as she walked away.

~

I was playing some Mario game that wasn't very fun that you had a time limit on before you had to pay a fee to keep playing. That would happen constantly. I decided to stop playing, and this little girl started to play instead. Sherry, my old boss from Kohl's, was there as well. The girl seemed to be doing things on the game that I didn't figure out, like talking to characters in certain ways. A pop-up menu would come up when she interacted with another character, asking who she wanted to respond like. I remember she chose Tingle (from The Legend of Zelda) for one of the responses. I started to walk away as it played. I read a little bit of the text, but I don't remember what it said.

Now, the girl was a kitten, a black kitten with pink stripes and purple color blocks. I stared at her for awhile. I knew it was very unnatural, but it just made me think about cats breeding with each other that had unnatural colored fur in their blood lines.

The kitten was then the girl again, and she got into some food on the kitchen counter. I thought that she probably shouldn't eat that since she was a cat. Then, I heard Sherry's voice say
"She eats angry mashed potatoes. ____ women shouldn't eat angry mashed potatoes!"
By angry mashed potatoes, I understood her to mean she pouted or was angry when she ate them. Sherry then started to tell me a story about the girl eating angry mashed potatoes in a restaurant.

(I had apple juice alittle before bed.)
It was a normal day really, eventually me and my friend Adnan go down stairs to my unfinished basement.
I don't know what happened after that but I remember having a time skip, Adnan was a ghost. I could see him clear sometimes and not. Anyway eventually I have a talk with my Dad about that my Sister cassie died that she commited suicide (There's really nothing on her mind latley so I don't see her doing that). I break down emotantly, my dad was alittle OOC (Out of Character). Eventually Mom comes I think 'How am I post to break it to mom that Cassie died also Adnan.' I ask dad If I can tell her that Adnan died he replies "Yes."
"Mom, Adnan died." I said, mom shook her head "That's silly, you're lying." "He's right here." My mother brushes his head kinda like a noogie (OOC....). "Nothing there." I sigh. "Dude, put on the hat next to you." Adnan puts on the hat my Mom is across on the Bigger Couch across the small couch I am on. My dad nudges my mother tells her to look up. And, there's a floating hat!
For somereason I felt like it was my Fault they died...................
(I woke up alittle emotantal)

I was in a cafeteria area with a bunch of different food stations and it was breakfast time. I was at one of the stations with a big cook top and an Asian guy cooking breakfast stuff. I wanted stuff for a breakfast sandwich and had gotten the eggs, bread and some other item from him. I really wanted a sausage patty but he had just given them all out. I went ahead and took ham. It seemed like I had a ton of stuff on my plate. I was going to stop by one of the other stations to get a sausage patty but when I got there I realized I had a lot of food. I was now in the seating area like a large open area with many tables, like an outside school cafeteria I guess. I had in my hands about 4 cardboard trays stacked on top of each other. They were getting very hard to keep balanced. I was looking for a place to sit and was on the outside of the seating area near a wall. I lost control of the small trays I had and a bit of my food fell out and was pressing against my shirt. I remember thinking that I didn't need all the fried food anyways. I was doing some balancing act and still looking for somewhere to sit, it was a mess. I then found somewhere and I just kind of let the stuff go onto the table. I looked down at my shirt and it was some sort of red sweater and there was like a brown grease on the front of it. I looked down at the food and it was gone, not on the table or ground. I thought this was weird and did an RC (fingers). LUCID: I did a little happy smirk and thought of basic TOTM. I turned around and there was a girl sitting there by herself. I tapped her on the shoulder and asked her if she knew any foreign words. She was very shy and quiet and nodded her head yes. She kinda muttered something 'demeck' I repeated back to make sure I heard her clearly 'demeck' and she said yes. I told her good now what does it mean. I worried I was going to lose the dream again and it seemed to falter but I continued on. She mumbled some words that sounded like 'When the book comes off soon', I had to really try to put these together since she said these very quietly and said back to her 'When the book comes off soon?' and she smiled and shook her head yes. I said thanks and picked her up. I put her to my side like I carry my daughter and began to float in the air, I got higher and higher and she stressed out a bit. She said she wanted to go down. I went up a little higher and kinda flew fast backwards but then went back down to the ground. I decided to try the advanced again and walked toward two girls and said watch. I looked at my fingers and extended two out to a curve to get behind my eye again. I began pushing in again and when I thought I was back I pulled out, I felt it actually coming. It felt like a grape I guess, I looked down at my hand and I didn't have it out. I went back up and could still feel it in my eye but separated. I went up and felt it and it was slimy now and left some slime on my finger this time. I tried a bit more to pull it out to no avail and pushed it back in. I gave up again. I don't remember what happened after that but the dream came to an end shortly after.

Morning of August 22, 2014. Friday.



In my dream, my family and I are living in La Crosse in the Loomis Street house. Over time, there is annoying noise from our neighbor’s house to the north.

Living in that house is an unfamiliar black male of about fifty and his two young sons. While the man is in his house, Zsuzsanna tells the boys to stop bouncing a larger ball on our house, which is mostly upon the outer north wall near where the bathroom would be in reality. I later go out and tell them it is okay to play, because I notice they are in their backyard and I do not want them to perceive me as mean. (The distance between the houses is wider in my dream, as in real life, there was barely enough space to walk between the houses.) This dream features a recurring false setup of the Loomis Street fence being chain-link instead of wood.

I later falsely remember that Zsuzsanna’s “other husband” (though without a marriage relationship) is living with us. He is an average-looking Caucasian Australian man of about forty, slightly balding. I aggressively command him to leave, yet at the same time feel I am being somewhat mean, though I also wonder why I had allowed this situation to exist in the first place.

Later, Zsuzsanna seems to be a young version of Barbara Bain. She appears to be an android at first but is not, as she is apparently wearing a robotic suit. The “other husband” and I try to remove some of the exoskeleton while in the living room, apparently to replace a medication that otherwise circulates within the shell of the suit, as she supposedly wears the exoskeleton to keep her healthy and strong and to filter the air. I become unsure of the situation. The suit seems to go haywire and we have to dismantle it on the couch, becoming annoyed, as Barbara teleports to the roof of the neighbor’s house to the south, and stands there gazing back at this house. I remain unsure of the situation, as she seems to still be wearing a robotic suit, though the one I and the other male are left with seemingly needs to be completely dismantled into small pieces, several pieces looking like larger hypodermic needles as my dream loses cohesion. There seems to be “part of her” left in the suit that we dismantle, though this part may be Juliet Landau, though as my dream ends, there is not much remaining.

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Much of this dream’s content was caused by a subliminal attempt to resolve the source of the real-life noise next door, where they had been rebuilding parts of the house. The absence of a viable connection to the unconscious mind and conscious self identity while sleeping (and in a non-lucid dream) resulted in minimal threads of my current conscious self identity (such as the recall of being married, though not with recall of living in Australia) being ambiguously mixed with a place I have not lived in years, as is typically the case.

Barbara Bain was confused with Zsuzsanna by my dream self because of both having the same birthdays of September 13, though there is much more. Barbara’s daughter Juliet Landau has a surname very similar to mine. Additionally, September 13 was the date in the opening of “Space 1999”, which I often watched in my youth. Juliet also starred in “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, which Zsuzsanna and I watched often. Barbara’s character in “Space 1999” is Helena, which is Zsuzsanna’s mother’s name.

The robotic suit and teleportation, in addition to being associated with the typical vestibular system correlation as the main factor of being in the dream state, also has the factor of trying to “escape” from the environmental noise while sleeping. I am more so perceiving my desire for Zsuzsanna to be away from the noise, and to be protected from it, though ultimately, it is not possible.

It is typical for fences to be different in dreams than real life, sometimes missing, sometimes being where they are not in reality, and in this case, a chain-link fence (that provides much more visibility in my dream’s setting) instead of a more solid wooden one (which allows hardly any visibilty from a distance in reality). The chain-link fence was there to fit into the fictitious nature of my dream for dream scenario convenience.

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I explain this dream type further in “Dreams of Type PRECONAV-VSCPCEL, 01-15”.

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Morning of August 22, 2014. Friday.



I am looking over my two youngest sons’ toys (the boys are also in the room) which have been gathered together on the floor near the center of the room. I am not fully sure of the location. It may be the living room from Cubitis but may also be Barolin Street. There are no obvious features to go by and my in-dream perspective is not focused on the environment itself anyway. There are several plastic toy soldiers (multicolored rather than monotone) that are on a much larger vehicle (mostly which I keep facing me, where I am sitting on my knees, it seems). The vehicle also has a couple smaller vehicles in the back that are around the same scale as the toy soldiers. This seems “normal” at first regarding real-life proportions, until I later realize that the two quite different scales of vehicles would not exist at full scale in real vehicle scenarios (though I doubt in conscious afterthought that children care that much if all of their toys are all at the same scale as my dream seems to imply) I test a toy army truck at the toy soldier scale that whirs a bit, being one that goes by itself for a short distance when activated by manual movement somehow. The gear design under it seems fairly complex.

A bit later, I look at a truck that is only slightly bigger than the scale of the toy soldiers which is sitting in one section of the back of the much larger toy truck (which is on my left with the larger vehicle facing me). In a short time, the smaller vehicle is much larger, about one-quarter the size or larger of a GI Joe jeep I once had. There are then much bigger figures, about the scale of the larger plastic toy solider figures I used to have. In a way, I am also thinking of smaller versions (about two-thirds the size at this point in-dream) of the GI Joe and Johnny West dolls I had as a boy. One of the figures is a pregnant female. Her stomach opens up (being similar to a model we had at the middle school) and the womb and baby can come out in a few separate parts. The colors of the pieces, four of them, are mostly pink and blue. This last part seems to vaguely relate to a previous real-life task of trying to come up with a way to fix the small broken keyboard “leg” - which was replaced by a new one and that one in turn broke shortly after. They do not make things very well any more.

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22/8/2014

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I remember being in a certain room for quite a while. In this room, there were many people. Two guys were playing ping-pong. One old guy was sitting on a lawn chair. He kind of looked like an old version of Michael J. Fox. There were also many women in skimpy outfits. I specifically remember a woman wearing one, who was pretty much covered with hair below her waist. The women seemed to dance a lot. There was also a lot of gangsters in the room, doing various things. After many hours of sitting around, watching everyone do stuff, I remember a very loud bell playing the melody of the doorbell on my childhood house. It was almost deafening.

Suddenly, everyone got up and started shooting and fighting each other. I guess some agreement was broken. Suddenly, some people grabbed me and I was dragged out of the room and building. The last thing I remembered was looking into the old guy's eyes. He looked kind of worried for some reason.

We ran into a van. Apparently, I was part of a gang of people who were making an agreement with those guys. Something went wrong. They talked about time travel I think. I didn't believe them.

After this event, we went to various places. I remember one of them was a building in the middle of a desert. Here, something was done, but I don't remember what. After this, I remember being back in that room from the beginning. I was the guy in the lawn chair, but now I wasn't that old. I seem to have gone back in time.

At first, I didn't remember what happened or where I was. I was just watching everyone do stuff. This time in the building, the whole floor was flooded. It seems the room was turned into some sort of water park. Many of the skimpy outfit girls were there, spraying each other with water. They were playing and laughing in it, like children.

Later, after quite a few hours of people doing random things, some van arrived. It carried a gang of people there to make a deal. I saw a specific person, and then that bell rang. Suddenly, I remembered.... I remembered who I was and why I was there. What I've done in the past. I also remembered being in that specific building at that specific time in the past. Right now.

Everyone started shooting and fighting just as it happened last time. After my past self and the gang left the building, I ran out through the back door.

This was the end of the dream.

Dream 1 - 5:00AM

I'm in an undercover area, using a Shock Rifle. I see an enemy 50 meters away. He's trying to reach the elevator which is on top of the ramp. I shoot the ball towards him and make the energy ball explode by shooting a single beam of energy at it. I damage the enemy (not sure if he died or not).

I'm now outside where I can see a lot of water and a massive building in the background. I begin launching myself 15 meters in front of me with each leap, landing onto pads that are floating on the water. As I land on the pads, they help accelerate me forwards to the next pad.

I'm now inside a building, standing next to the deli meat section. I can see chicken and salmon. Benny Lackman and some female are standing are not too far from me. Benny is making fun of the way people prep their salmon. He calls the white fish plain. I find it pretty funny the way he says things. I start to have a convocation with them both.

Dream 2

I'm female and getting taught how to ride a motorbike by a man. We're in the woods riding. We begin to start to get competitive and start racing one another. We're now inside a house and still racing. I begin to try some tricks, such as a bunny hop. I start to get a big lead on him and to make things harder for him to catch me, I half close some doors behind me.

I'm now standing in my kitchen with a laptop on the bench. My brother sees the laptop and has a look at whats getting played on it. It's a ALS Ice Bucket Challenge video. He tells me he did a video and that he nominated myself and a few others. I tell him ''F That, no chance''. He glares at me with a WTF look. I start to imagine what it would have been like when the bucket of ice water was being poured over my brother head.

Dream Fragment

I have my water distiller running in Dads lounge room, and I forgot to put the jug underneath where the water drips out (water distiller looks different to mine. I freak out and check the carpet but it seems dry. I see a plastic jug next to the distiller. I think I wasted about 1 liter of water.