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Dream 1:

The first part of dream was about some game, but can't recall much about it, after that, i was visiting dreamviews and it was looking alot different, there were visually many colors used in the interface and all text was multicolored. There was some kind of huge project about let's plays and everyone was posting alot on it.
Later i was watching some anime, which was kinda pokemon-like, but i can't recall if there were any actual pokemon...
After that i was playing some game, which started out like multiplayer 2D sideview platformer. I, with some other player, was going through some location like a mine, there were railways with minecarts and there were alot of pits. The second player was panicking alot for some reason and was falling down the pits. After done with that the game switched to be singleplayer 3D FPS and continued in the sewers, and the enemies were clowns and like. I was getting through the level very quickly and the water in some pits was acidic. Something in this level made me make really weird facial expression like if i was trying to make it hilarious but was failing on it really badly. Next level, the game turned into 2D topdown shooter and i was controlling some kind of vehicle while going through some kind of magma processing facility, which was basically platforms over a huge lake of magma with some mechanisms and pipes. There were alot of turrets and decorations to destroy and it was pretty hard to maneuver and dodge enemy attacks since there was not alot of place. Midway through the level the game switched to 3D platformer and the vehicle disappeared. There was a small puzzle where i needed to carry some kind of mechanisms onto the top of three pipes, which was a bit repetitive since path between mechanisms and pipes was the same and i could carry only one at the time. But it opened the path ahead and i had one spare mechanism left, i talked to someone whether it's required and we looked ahead, it didn't seemed like it could be so we left it and continued the way through pretty hard platforming section.
I paused the game and decided to check back on the dreamviews, now there was a discussion about the % of something, and there were already alot of entries on the let's play project from earlier. I was showing them to someone else, who was standing next to me and those were let's plays of some multiplayer class-based FPS, which also did included team fortress 2 classes and a bunch of reference based classes, i recall some pirate class and some class that was wearing badly made paper mask. One of the let's players was really drunk. Shortly the dream ended.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was visiting dreamviews and there was something going on about Linkzelda posting walls of text.

Thursday 5/2/13

last night bed 12am - 7:30am

DR: Lots of dreams in the morning. Didn't get up to write them down, just replayed with words. All I remember is that there was an Earth Invasion with some bots. (Watched the Iron man yesterday, scene where huge robots are shooting at crowds)

Nap 8am - 10:15am
So happy, because 15 min after I woke up, cleaners came to neighbors apartment to clean the carpet.

WILD+2 DEILDs

As soon as I felt it, I pushed my head back and got some intense falling sensation that ended in LD. I did this twice. One entry - as I'm laying, I think about looking at my hands, so I raise my dream hands and they are so cool. Black swirling, shiny fog. Then I decide I can get up now.

I pet one of my cats, it was MM. I could tell from the way she looked - just like in WL, and her coat felt exactly the same. I was gonna take it easy and stabilize by looking at the wall in my brothers bedroom. As I'm zooming in on details, I start floating backwards to the window, but I stop it, because want to look at the wall some more.

They were short, just 20 sec each.

Finally have a fully fleshed out dream again. The first dream I recorded last night was in the dark and only kinda sorta looking at the page - very much asleep. Jottings continued throughout the night till I woke up and wrote the last two out.

Sleep ~230
Wakes: 550 (br), 858 (bioclock kicking in for my 9am alarm), 1030

Almost had sex with Spike (Buffy)/..(some guy i knew in high school TB). People showed up before I could go play. I was texting him on a weird device (looked like one of those old pocket sized electronic games... or mb an old calculator - rubber buttons, small display area) and all of us were using odd objects (one was the body swapping device Faith had (Buffy), but it did something else). A few allowed air mobility - not actual flight though I don't think.

There was cotton like candy. was in the sky. It turned into clouds and changed the scene.

I found/ran into this guy covering up what appeared to be murders. He was fine with being caught and blamed for it - expected it, but he didn't do it. He was trying to destroy the chalk, but I got there before he could. The chalk could change thing - whatever you drew came to be. The gods/fates were going to leave me a piece, but I got too greedy and tried to take more and so all of the chalk went away. I wanted to draw the candy clouds.

The gang (Buffy) and I were arriving somewhere for a normal meeting. Giles told me spike wanted a word. I stayed to harvested a few pieces of waterleaf (terraria) but I couldn't pick them up - inventory full.

Running through a field. I had waited until the 'first god appears'. By this is was meant animal life - I had to wait till it returned to the field. I'm guessing it was spring. When I ran through it I was running past all these animals - bunnies with colorful butterfly like wings being the most memorable. Behind me I saw a huge centaur come out of the woods into the field. I thought 'this is a true god of the forest' and kept going. I saw on the ground some animal tossing ants in front of itself. The ants were fighting... something. apparently the animal's only purpose was to do this every spring.

In an old time prison. We organized an escape with a large distraction. When most of the guards are preoccupied we approach the fence (me and a friend of mine - he becomes my mate later in the dream). There is a guy there with a mat with shoes on it. I ask him why and he says some mystical sounding bullshit that really means nothing but implies that he will shoot us if we go for the fence. I talk to him a little till decides he likes me and tell him we are going to walk along the fence 'so please don't shoot us'. I find the gap and wait until he is distracted to bolt. Two others follow, but I don't pay them much attention. If I don't commit everything to the run I wont get away. It is forested initially. When the forest clears a little I see a town. - well, the industrial side of it anyway. I keep running one direction as much as possible - I dart around impossible to go over objects, but try to correct my course by going the other way around the next obstacle. Every now and then I see one of my fellow convicts following me - I notice that it isn't just my partner following - there is another guy. I have to keep going - get out of range of the patrols. Its getting late and I'm trying to think of where we will stay tonight when I stumble into an alley (very well lit - more of a building that happens to be outside. There are a lot of boxes all over the place - storage area as well as kitchen) where this guy is cooking. He asks me 'cow?' while holding out his hands - he has a smallish piece of meat and a bunch of chopped up veggies. I know I'm going to have to eat after that long of a run and so I consent gratefully. The two others arrive behind me. I try to go spend time with them and my partner pushes me back towards the cook saying something to the effect of 'he is the one feeding you, don't neglect him'. The two of them find some scraps to eat while I go back to the cook. Some time during this I managed to grab a piece of plastic (containing food) that game me a decent cut on my right thumb, about a quarter to half an inch long. I don't remember it really bleeding, but the gash itself was ruby red ((When I woke up the pain of the cut was still there)). They boys point out the guards coming from the entrance behind us. This alley is a dead end and so we give up the idea of running. We try to hide, but there is no where to hide. I can't see the boys from where I am but assume they are recaptured. A male guard finds me first, but then I see a female that worked at the prison ((councilor perhaps?)). I apparently knew her and was appalled by her helping the guards fine me. Betrayed. I jumped her - legs wrapped around her waist to hold me to her as I punched her repeatedly in the face. The first guard pulled me off of her. I tell them teary eyed that I can't go back. I can't live there. I just can't. I would rather die. And so the guard raises his gun and shoots me. I wake up.

Fragment 1: Songs
In the beginning of the dream I'm amused by how this song sounds like this one. I even see the music videos playing side by side, but in the dream the lyrics to Colors of the Wind are a stupidly obvious echo to the other song. I think "Did they do this on purpose?"

The Clockworks, the King and the Key-knight
Beneath the main building where I work, a tangled mess of hallways, tunnels, and offices stretch infinitely down into the earth. There are too few people to occupy the whole space, and much of it is dark and has been abandoned. I see the office from outside, the walls are a cool blue-white. The lights are dim, casting most of the hall into shadow. A door opens and I emerge from it, a woman slightly taller than me (with two others standing nearby) pats me on the shoulder and ushers me out. I'm naked to the waist, she hands me a pink hoodie to cover myself so I pull it on and zip it up. I thank her for releasing me. She smiles and walks behind me to the stairs leading to the surface.

There's a lapse. I literally drop into the scene, through the roof of the porch. There's a woman who looks a little like Olivia Dunham from Fringe crouching in the yard, she's telling a story about her father. She smiles wistfully, her hands clasped to her chest.
"That was before everything happened." She waves her hand and snow dusts the porch, the wind grows colder. Her father rolls off the roof into a drift then rises and brushes off his shoulders. A dark vaguely rectangular hole appears behind him and two men leap out, dragging him back into it.
"Before He sent his knights to take us for food. Before the Mel...Melisand...Mellisana." She says the word haltingly, like she's read it but hasn't had a reason to say it aloud. I stare at her profile, then she turns her head to look and gives me a distracted smile.
"He'll come for us until we're all gone."

I walk around the side of the house, I feel like time is running out. From this angle, the porch is actually inside and it's a hallway. The room is long with yellow walls, but not very tall. Maybe 6 foot walls? There are picture frames and mirrors hanging everywhere. There's a woman there, I recognize her as the one who gave me the hoodie.
"Now, pick a mirror and I'll paint over your reflection to improve your features." She gestures without looking at me. Out of the corner of my eye I see that she's holding a paint brush.
"I can't, you never found me a shirt when we left the tunnels."
"That's ridiculous--of course I found you a shirt."
"No really, I'm naked under this."
"Take it off anyway."
I frown doubtfully then shrug. "Okay." I take off the hoodie and stand in front of a small square mirror, a 6X6 with a thick glossy black frame. I can't clearly make out my face, but I don't necessarily look pretty. My hair is too wild and my features uneven. It doesn't matter, she'll make me pretty.
"This will be my last painting. I'm going to the ISP."
I become aware that my boyfriend is listening to me talk.
"Really? That's where Justin went." (He's one of my IWL co-workers that transferred to another store.) "He used to work in ISP before moving on, if you need help you can ask him. He's nice."
"I won't know what he looks like."
"Here, I can show you." We follow the wall, there are pictures everywhere that they posted IWL after the store meeting. I can't find the one I'm looking for and I can't even focus on the pictures for long. I can feel my boyfriend's scrutiny like he's suspicious because I mentioned a male co-worker by name. "All these pictures are of people dressed like batman. They're all Batmans. Batmen? Hahaha BAT MEN. That makes them sound like giant bats with man features." ((My subconscious is so stupid.))
All the pictures were taken at night and there are 6 or 7 men and little boys dressed up. In one a man holds out his cape out to the side with one hand, and I can just barely make out a younger man's masked face blending in with the cape. "That's the only reason he was able to hide so long, he blended right in."
Then I say, "It's weird that Justin isn't in these pictures. He really likes Batman."
The woman walks away, "Never mind, let's get you painted."

It's not really clear what happens next. A man that looks vaguely like Jaime Lannister appears. He's wearing a red-brown leather jacket and carrying a sword (of course). He herds us into the depths below the building where the King is waiting to eat us. We are surprised by his betrayal. Everything is dark except the path we walk on, it ends in a circular platform, and then across from that is a narrow walkway. The five of us huddle on the platform. Jaime is on the narrow walkway. In the middle of the sentence a giant hand reaches out of the wall behind him and plucks a large old key Attachment 4725 from the center of his back with enough force to pull him to the ground. He collapses against the wall, horrified that he has led us here.
We are comforted that he didn't do it of his own volition.

The queen has the body of a woman and ball with a clock on it for a head. She's pregnant. She's standing in a bright white room with intricate circuitry lines tracing every surface. A vaguely human-shaped creature that looks like slowly cooling lava, carrying a giant axe, leaps out of nowhere and knocks her to the ground. It raises the axe as though to kill her and the King's large hand reaches down and flicks it across the room. He helps his queen up, but cuts off her head. Her head and body work independently.
"I should have know you wouldn't let such weakness stand." She says, her voice crackling. I can feel him smiling, but can only see his hand, which holds up her head at about his eye level before he discards it.

Yay! Awesome Lucid fighting!

I am going to the Dollar General outside town and I run into my sisters. They tell me to go back home since they are buying things for Laura's Baby Shower. I leave and go back. This time my parents are there and tell me the same thing. I leave, but when I get to the Parking lot I see a bunch of my spy gear laying out. I crush all of it since I can't use it except for two gadgets. I go back and give them to my dad. He is the only one that can direct us home using that now. He puts a blindfold on and the gadgets over his eyes, he can now see what is really there and can get us away from the "enemy". I walk with him for a few minutes and fall through the ground. I am in a parking garage basement. I now know that it is a dream I see about 50 people coming towards me, there is no cars to block their way, so I just start fighting. Since I told someone yesterday to try and fight without dream powers I decided to just go hand to hand without a weapon. The people are acting like zombies, but they look perfectly normal. Three of them charge at me while the others are encircling me. I jump on one and tear his throat out, punch another one in the face while trying to slam his head on a pillar. I get grabbed from behind and am surrounded

BAM! I land back where I was before fighting. It seems that time in this dream jumps backwards if I die. I run backwards and get two people away from the crowd. I slam one into the ground and jump on the other one, pulling his heart out (Been watching Once Upon a Time and they do that a lot in that show ). I keep running and get surrounded, it looks like the only exit is through the 50 people.

Bam, land back with the time jump. I run through and try not to grabbed and there is a line of 5 people at the end after running through them. I try to jump over them, but one grabs me, I land and tear his throat out. Someone grabs me again.

BAM! Time jump again. Screw this I think. I teleport outside of the garage and set the place on fire, five of them make it out alive and I make a barrier around them and remove them from existence. One of them didn't disappear and jumped at me. I reach my hand up and stop her in mid air with telekinesis. My dad is near because he was part of the dream before and was waiting for me to come out of the parking garage. I look at the girl in mid air, she is trying to jump at me, the extras must have stolen her mind and changed some DCs to being nothing more than mindless Zombie-like people. I tear her soul out and her body falls to the ground and dissolves. I then wake up.

I remember walking through a caravan of seemingly connected motor homes...the really super expensive ones. We arrived at a stop, and I think everyone started playing basketball. D was there....we talked, but not that much. Eventually I decided to explore a bit.

I found myself in a waiting area. Some sort of office...maybe school hospital. It could have been anything. There was this one girl there.....

The scene changed...I was in the car with her. Pretty sure her kid was in the back seat. Pretty sure she wanted to fuck me. We kissed (usually this serves as a great RC, but everything felt real. other than how the scene changes slightly or how I notice things when my eyes close and open, I can't really explain it) I went for the gusto and and started caressing her right breast. I'd say she was like at 32 B...ugh so perfect. I grabbed her hand and moved it directly to my crotch. Her hands traveled the length of it, and she gave it a squeeze once she reached the tip. She made a comment about how big it was. And I told her that she'll really find out later. Thoughts kept running through my head....I wanted her. Right now, not later....where could we go. When does this kid leave....wtf. Woke up

I have my small dog on his lead we come to a gate, the gate is enclosed by two large Pines on either side.
We have to really squeeze and climb through, it feels similar to what i think it may be like in an old fashioned car wash. I get a few pine needles in my mouth.
Struggling for new beginnings, cleansing of thoughts, words, actions and deeds.

*link removed

This WILD was amazing. Very vivid and realistic, rich content, successful summoning, and a Task of the Month success (plus a failure.) Forgive the length of this entry, but the dream was 25-30 minutes, and a lot happened! (Edit: After further review... best LD ever.)

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #90: The Night of the Weredog

I experience a sharp transition that feels like a short fall face-first onto a paved surface. My arms are splayed out over my head and I can't move. I can see just a bit and it looks like I'm on a basketball court at night, but I'm afraid to open my eyes more to look around.

I'm totally paralyzed. I'm conscious and aware but for some reason can't move, and I think I'm experiencing something similar to REM atonia. I know it's all in my head, though, so I start peeling my dream-arms out of this fake physical body by rotating them forward into the ground using thought rather than my muscles. It takes a little effort, but eventually I feel this set of "dream-arms" separate out and move independently. Soon the rest of my dream-body follows and I'm able to exit completely and get to my feet.

It is a basketball court -- four of them in fact, all arranged together in one giant rectangle. I'm alone on this court but teenagers are playing small, informal games on the other courts. The courts are surrounded by concrete stands and a metal railing. For fun, I stunt-jump off of the metal railing and land back on the court, then see Wife approaching out of the darkness. She's dressed for bed and looks groggy. "You're still up?" she says. "Shouldn't you get to bed?"

"Shhh, it's okay," I say. "Go back to sleep. I'm having one of my dreams." She nods, yawns, and wanders off into the darkness. False awakening averted.

I roam around the basketball court for a while before regaining focus on my goals for the dream -- summon NewArtemis and have her do the werewolf tranformation for Advanced Task of the Month. I put my right hand out for the handshake summon and look away, pointing my gaze over my left shoulder. I don't feel anything at first, but I'm relaxed about it. I know it'll work if I just give it time. I imagine the sensation of a hand pressing into my palm, and then slowly, vaguely it takes shape. After a few moments, I give the "hand" a squeeze and it squeezes back.

Without looking, I check for a forearm, probing all the way up to the elbow. "[NewArtemis], is that you?"

"Hey! Yeah I'm here!" Cool, I think, but I want to be sure the summon's really solid before I look. I check the DC's arm -- quite thin, but it's there. I reach her shoulder and I'm a little worried when it just feels like bare skin.

"So before I look... uh, what's the story with your clothing situation?"

"It's fine, I'm dressed!" she says. "Come on, quit worrying so much!"

Slowly, I turn to look. I'm shocked to see that I'm shaking hands with a short, middle-aged woman in a blue business suit. There's about a half second of sudden blackness and then a hard scene transition -- now I'm shaking hands with NewArtemis (no longer the businesswoman and back to her usual DC appearance) on some beachside boardwalk at night. Success! "Told you!" she crows. "Let's go!" She sprints past a burly, mustachioed man eating an ice cream cone, heading toward the sand. I follow, flying to keep up.

As she reaches the beach sand, she notices that I'm flying. She looks annoyed. "You know, I can't seem to get my flying to work right now." I notice that I'm unable to fly more than a few feet off of the ground. I try a Hulk jump and can only manage a measly 20 feet or so. Seeing this, she tries a Hulk jump of her own and manages about 50 feet. "Ha!"

There are some dunes along the shore and we practice competitively Hulk jumping up and down the dunes as we continue along the water. After doing this for a bit, we come to a long line of black-robed cultists standing at the top of a dune in a long series of rows, torches in hand. They're droning and chanting, obviously in the middle of performing some dark ritual. There are probably 50 of them in total and I think that this looks like a perfect place to go for the "mythical creature" Task of the Month. "[NewArtemis]! Do your werewolf transformation! These guys are just begging to get eaten by a werewolf."



She looks doubtful. "I'm not so sure," she says. "Isn't this just a bunch of college kids doing a fraternity initiation?"

Just as she says this, one of the "evil acolytes" flips his hood back. He's a friendly-looking blonde guy with a goofy smile. "Hey guys! Sorry if we freaked you out! We're just a bunch of college kids doing a fraternity initiation!" (He uses her precise wording.)

I sigh. We continue for a little while longer, coming to a well-lit swimming pool. "Maybe we should go ahead now and do your werewolf transformation while we're thinking about it," I suggest, and the moment I say this, she changes fast into a big, black dog, bounds ahead of me, and leaps joyfully into the pool! She splashes playfully in the pool for a while, panting and grinning.



But as she kicks up more water, the playful splashing turns into thrashing and now the black dog has turned into my 3-year-old son and he's sinking fast. I'm still aware that it's a dream so even though I badly want to pull him out of the water, I don't feel as freaked out as I would in waking life. I dive into the pool and even underwater I can hear my son calling to me. I can see and breathe without any trouble and I swim to the bottom of the pool, scoop him up, then fly back out of the water, landing poolside to tend to him. He seems unharmed and the moment I set him down, he runs off into a nearby grotto.

I follow my son into the grotto, a low-ceilinged cave with a shallow pool of water, partially bricked walls, and some form of dim light that reflects off the water and plays across the cave ceiling. I find that my son E has changed back into NewArtemis in human form. "Sorry about the pool thing, man," Art says, rolling her eyes. "Hey, do Task of the Month on these DCs!" She gestures at a family of tourists that are exploring the grotto. (The task is to tell a DC they're not real and see their reaction.)

I'm impressed that she reminded me of this. "Good idea! Hey kid," I say, addressing a boy of about 11, "you're not real."

"Nuh-uhh..." the kid counters, looking cross and uncomfortable. Okay, that should be good for a Basic completion, but I'm looking for more.

Now I address a bearded man in his mid-60s, who I assume is the boy's grandfather. "You're not real. This is all happening inside my dream."

"Nonsense," the grandfather says, "you're not real. I'll prove it." He flicks me on the left arm, looking proud of himself. I counterargue by levitating him a couple of feet off of the ground and setting him back down. He blubbers for a moment, then looks off at one of the cave walls, mentally processing this existential crisis. I feel a little bad for him.

"[NewArtemis], you should do this too, get those Basic wings," I say, only partly joking. She doesn't respond, and when I look over, she's changed into a man in his late 20s, short-haired, prematurely balding, and slumped against the wall in fatigue. He mumbles something about how long the dream has been and how tired it's made him. I throw the guy over my shoulder and carry him out of the grotto. When I set him down outside, he's turned back into a tired-looking NewArtemis. "Are you okay?" I ask. She says that she is, but everything has started to feel wobbly and unstable.

Suddenly, the whole scene rocks and something pitches us forward. We both yelp and I fall flat on my face, my hands flailing out in front of me. I'm semi-paralyzed and the scene has gone dark, but I've managed to grab onto NewArtemis' left ankle where it feels like she's wearing some kind of thick winter sock. There's a loud rumbling in the background that sounds like an earthquake. "I can still move!" yells NewArtemis over the noise and she drags me slowly forward across some kind of rough gravel. My face is smashed down into the gravel so I can't respond. She keeps hauling us forward for about 15 more seconds before the scene collapses into...

...a false awakening in some unknown house. Mom is here and I excitedly start telling her about the incredible LD that I just had, going over as many details as I can recall. She tells me to keep my voice down -- my son R is sleeping in the next room over. I apologize, continuing the recollection in a softer tone of voice. After a while, this scene fades, too, and I'm awake.

Woke early and drifted in and out of sleep/dream - a number of times I couldn't tell if I was awake or dreaming ...

Lots and Lots of Visitors [Non-Lucid]

My first memory of the dream comes in at my house with a friend who is over here very often, N, coming over. I can't remember much of what we did exactly, but at one point he said he was going to leave to do something. At the time I was on the phone with another friend who was going to come over as well, my old best friend from childhood S, and he was saying something as N was telling me his plan so I didn't exactly catch it before he left. He left his jacket, which I'm not sure he actually has, though.

The dream jumps forward a bit in my memory and S is already over now and we've been smoking weed, and I'm trying to get my friend M to come over now too. We're hanging out in the living room with everything pretty much out in the open when the front door opens unexpectedly. S's mom, who was definitely not really his mom, comes in and she seems angry, and I hide the pipe that's in my hand but there's still weed on the table so it doesn't do much good. He gets up and ends up having to go home with her, so I'm just alone now, aside from my parents being home too.

Shortly afterward there's a knock at the door and I think it might be M, but when I go to answer it there's a large truck parked in front of the house and a lot of people I don't recognize. The guy at the door was Hispanic and, if memory serves though it may not, there was at least one more Hispanic and two white guys still idling around the truck, and all of them looked equally tough and intimidating. The guy at the door had this really mad expression and I became nervous. He started asking me if some guy, also with a Hispanic name, was here and I told him he must have the wrong house. He started muttering about payback and how he had a gun and all of this stuff, and I freaked out and closed the door but I could see through the window that he wasn't going anywhere.

I walked over to the kitchen and started telling my parents the situation very frantically while trying to figure out what to do, and I noticed N's jacket still on the couch and began to wonder where he had gone and why he isn't back yet, hoping that nothing bad had happened. My dad went to the front door and opened it again and I got kind of scared, but he started taking to the guy and invited him and a few of the others around the truck inside. He asked about their situation and found out that they were trying to get revenge on some guy who had wronged them and they had tracked him here by using some special card or something, like it looked sort of like some kind of club card in the style of a credit card, but it turned out that my parents had actually registered that card years and years ago and then given it away, so the trail didn't actually lead them to the correct place. They accepted the story and looked bummed out, and I saw the guy who had knocked at the door suddenly looking much less intimidating, and the last thing I can remember is my dad starting to apologize to them.

Strangely my last two dreams that I've remembered have been sex dreams. This one was a very basic sex dream, my wife and I in a hotel room. I won't get into details. However, at the end of all of the sex we walked out to the courtyard of the hotel totally naked, where all of the staff and such were milling about, seemingly totally unaware that there were two naked people walking about. Strange but fun dream! The recall was actually better this time than some of my previous dreams but the entry is shorter for reasons I've stated above

Morning of May 2, 2013. Thursday.

My family and I as we are now are living in a composite house which seems to be a mix of my Cubitis home in Florida, my sister Marilyn’s Loomis Street house in Wisconsin, and Gellibrand and Stadcor Streets here in Australia where my wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I have lived. Our house has two storeys like the Loomis Street house. Presently, it seems to be nighttime. I become aware that an unknown man in a car had been looking up at our house towards our second floor for several minutes. He seems to be a suspicious character. However, he turns out to be a pest control professional. He tells us that our house is being eaten by some sort of worm called a “millimau”, which is possibly a distortion of “millipede” (which is what they resemble), and “maw” for mouth. The male shows me pictures of them in a book he brought.

My wife Zsuzsanna is apparently going to take care of the payment for the removal, and a large machine of some sort is left in our house. I am curious, so I push a couple buttons on this unfamiliar machine and it turns out that it is (or serves as) some sort of very large cash register that automatically adds up supposed pest control services. The very long list of costs comes out showing something like $890.00 total. There seem to be three different printers in the device that all print out duplicates copies of the bill on a long receipt, which is like a grocery store receipt. Zsuzsanna seems a little sad and expresses that she feels cheated over it all. The price of printing the three dockets is also added to the bill, including rental of the machine. We are also annoyed as It turns out that our house has no bugs or worms of any kind at all.

Later, the man comes back in with his co-workers to talk about the removal of the millimau, which now seems to be a trick to stealthily rob our house while pretending to get rid of vermin. I clearly say, “Eh, none of that here”. I throw up my right arm, and they fall back, shrink, and merge into a stack of older photographs (mostly of open city areas) sitting on a corner of a box near our kitchen, with some of the photographs flying across the room and going under furniture and appliances, such as our refrigerator, mostly upside-down. Zsuzsanna is concerned about the mess, but we can “stack” the trapped people later but maybe just toss them into our fireplace or hold them over a candle. We become romantic and I make loving comments.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some kind of old bunker, i was with team and we were chasing some dude. He was activating traps on our way, but we were still following him. There was some talk about bunker's self destruction sequence.
Later on i was at home, and i was trying to play something on a... cassette player. I got it working and there was some music, but then i accidentally switched it to self destruction sequence track( ). I was trying to stop it, almost broke it, and managed to stop it in the end.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was at home and there was stuff happening, then i was watching some movie or series about a dog. Later i was chatting on the dreamviews chat and after that i decided to do a WILD nap, but was not sleepy enough so ended up lying for a while. I got up and for some reason i so wanted to get back into chat that i forgot to take off headphones. I got into chat, but i could not type anything properly, like if i was really drunk or something, and then my messages started appearing from two usernames at same time, one being just "R", other can't recall fully but it started with W. Also chat was using bright red font on black background. I am like 'Wait a second' and i take off headphones, i can still hear binaural beats so i am dreaming. I start walking towards the balcony but dream suddenly destabilizes, i rub hands but it does not works well. I can move but view zooms around instead of myself moving most of time, and when zoomed in it looks like jpeg file zoomed in. I manage to get to the wall and i decide to punch through it. My fist goes in slow motion, but once it hits, wall cracks in half. Then i feel like somebody tries to wake me up and hear dad's voice.
I woke up and dad apparently indeed woke me up for some reason, i shouted that didn't i said before to not distract me at those times. There's a second of silence and then bam, instantly, without much fading, i wake up properly.

I am sitting in my brother in law's apartment, this i the first time I have been here - it's a nice place. We seem to be in a small town, but in that small town is one city style street - like a street from the 'good' part of new york has been plonked down in the middle of this town. It must cost a fortune to live here! I look out of the window and see a dead body strewn across the gutter, blood flowing into the drains and a large group of people just gaping. Hah! - Stupid people, they think it is a real body - don't they know that RIGHT next to the body is the television study AMC? It's just a prop for a crime show they are doing.
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Before I go to bed I ask my dream guide to send me to the moon (I write it in my dream journal)

Street fighter X-men

I am playing on a video game with my wife, it is basically street fighter (old style) with x-men character in it, by choosing random names we find we can create new and secret characters. I find Rogue from x-men this way - but she has been animated with a huge head and a massive stupid grin. WTF?

Raining

I am standing in a field, talking to a friend and looking out at the tranquil sky, all is clear and calm. Suddenly I see something large falling in the distance - is it as Helicopter? No, it's some sort of an animal, and more are following it. Jesus, in the distance the whole sky is filled with falling animals - wolves, dogs, dear, giraffes, I specifically spot an Okapi. This is bad, very bad. It looks like it us coming down on the town I used to live. When I get near to this town, I spot a local and ask him if he saw the animal down pour - and he just shrugs and said that he didn't

Pirates

(fragment).... I am on board a ship, struggling against someone on the ship deck - a male I think. He has a Machete close to my throat, he is saying something about how he and his men are basically mercenaries and they are heading for the Caribbean - and it is at this point that I realize they are pirates. This is a pirate ship!! This is exciting stuff The pirate is using another sword to sharpen his machete, man it looks real sharp now. He places the sword on the floor. I spot it on the floor and make a grab for it.... (not sure what happens here)

... I have the sword, now in hand looks more like a knife - it's tiny! On the main deck of the ship , toward the figurehead is planted a tree. A large new green tree planted on the pirate ship!! They must be using this to grow fruit while at sea for food. On closer inspection I can see where other pirates have hacked into the tree - testing the sharpness of their swords.