Dream 1 I am in a large swimming-pool and lots of people swim, the water is quiet, no waves and blue, a very intense blue, I have a floating neck collar with a string that I hold in my hand, just the string, then I let it go, and the collar goes deep down. I'm surprised as I figure it would float, then my dad comes along and says that I have to go recoup this collar, I go deep down and I cannot see the floating collar, just the legs of the people who are swimming and a lot of blue water, even a bit of stalks of plants. I see different ground right under where I swim, it's sand, I go down and part of it looks it has a hole, and when I go closer it's not a hole, just a bit different laid out, then I show my dad that the floating neck collar is nowhere, somehow I took the water away, just this side where I see the sand, fine, ultra-fine, light beige with a flavour of pink, it's so beautiful, then he says that it might be right under this sand as we see that the sand wobbles at one side and at that part it might go down, like a quick sand, I'm not convinced that we can find that as the sand looks pretty firm to me. Then I leave this place and a man at the end of the street asks me to drive the car, I jump in and I see that there are 2,3 people in the car including my brother. They all have lots of luggage, I am on the back bench and I am driving as I feel the gas pedal and the clutch as well, I use my right hand to pull into gear and I back as the road is not ahead, I cannot see anything at the back, I turn my head and see nothing I hope for the best not to run over anyone. The car moves quite fast and my feet move from gas to clutch to breaks. Then I drive ahead, I'm stiff on my sit and the people at my right who sit hamper my sight again, as I see very little from the right window, I just keep going, more likely the car does although I'm perfectly aware I'm making lots of moves to keep this car going. Dream 2 I go fast to the door as I hear some noises. I do expect someone, however, through this door peep I see a bunch of youngsters that I do not want to invite in the house right now. I don't know how this lock is, as I see a hole between the door frame and the actual door, it's of a square shape and a little red bullet which is some trigger that I know if I press it the door opens, I don't want to open the door, however it does open!! And all the guys come in, they sit at the table, the food is already on as I was waiting for people, they keep quiet however I see that between them is a conflict as it is between myself and each of them, we only clash with each other through our eyes. I know all these 3-4 guys from a movie where one of them is the main cop and the other is the criminal, they made peace at the end, now I recognize they are from the movie, but how did they come to this house, how do they know about me?
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 3/2/2020 Went to bed at 12AM. Woke up at 6AM, wrote 1 tag Woke up at 7:30AM, nothing written down woke up at 9AM, with recall, fell back asleep. Had more dreams and wrote down tags when I got up at 9:30 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dream 1: In this dream I was in a group with a couple other people and we were being chased by this group of a few people, who I'm pretty sure were asian. We were being chased around a city like Las Vegas and we went underground into something that looked like a grocery store with no one else in it. They were too far behind us to see us but they somehow always took the same turns as us, even though there were multiple forks in the path. I wasn't scared, it was more like a rush of adrenaline like when you're a kid playing tag on the playground and the person who's IT is right behind you and inching closer. When we went into the empty grocery store we decided to hide to try to lose them. But they stopped and were looking around slowly, but not urgently. It was as if it was all a game and they knew we were there, they were just building anticipation. They did find us and a giddy laughter came out of me when they did. Dream 2: This was located at the bouldering gym. The walls changed so much and the layout of the whole building expanded and changed. At first it was a traverse challenge, with mostly only holds at the top of the wall all around. While attempting this challenge, some annoying ass kid grabbed onto my leg and wouldnt let go! This pissed me off so much! He was putting both of us in danger and not letting me climb this route that I was so excited to try! I grabbed this kid and brought him around looking for a staff member. I found one and told her what he was doing, to revoke his day pass or some shit because he was still smiling and had no remorse. It seemed like he was going to do it again as soon as I let him go! The staff member ended up being pretty useless, the conversation ended with something along the lines of, "I'm pretty new here, try and find someone who has more experience". This made me mad that she was too incompetent to handle this kid who was breaking the rules at the place she worked! Later on in the dream I kept an eye out for him but didnt see him again. After that situation, my friend Matteo arrived at the gym. We greeted and hung out for a bit because they were changing the walls again at this point. I guess it was a special event day. Now there were basketball hoops at the tops of the walls, which I couldnt figure out how they were going to incorporate into the routes. I wandered around a bit, saw this insanely jacked asian man using some training implement to hold himself off the ground with one hand. He was cartoonishly jacked. I went to go hang out outside with Matteo, Bruce and one of their friends. We talked for a bit and then their other friend left to go play in the water and imitated some kid who just got lost or abducted or something. They scolded him for making fun of such a serious event. Shortly after I spotted climbing routes(Finally normal ones) on the outside of the gym building. I went to go check them out and there were some all over the side road, on the bouldering gym and the neighboring building. I attempted to start a hard looking route but couldnt get good enough footholds. I walked around to the back where there was now a gym style training zone with some climbing training apparatus'. Finally, I think I missed something. Near when the basketball hoops were up, they changed the walls 1 more time. There were roman looking obstacles that I believe you had to bounce a basketball off of to get it in the net. this isn't climbing but it felt okay for some reason.
None of these dreams are complete in detail. Transitions are missing and a lot of them had beginnings that I simply can't recall now. It took me over 15 minutes from getting up from bed to write any of these down here because of difficulty getting up and slightly different morning routine. Dream Fragment: Very short fragment. There's a brand new office building of some kind. It has an odd shape, has a very 80s,90s feel to it for me. Then someone has apparently ordered some sort of bespoke building plating. A woman, I think, she's very happy about it and goes "yeah, instant bunker baby!" or something like that. The somewhat thin metal plating is plaited and somehow unfolds itself around the building and fits perfectly over every single side. I remember walking around it to see or something. The woman then throws a bomb right at the brand new plating. It makes a small explosion, no more than a few yards in radius and doesn't break anything off, but some cracks appear on the plating and underneath it. Despite the fact that the plating is metal, it looks translucent and is a dark tan. I find it curious but don't spend too much time thinking about it. (Years ago I had some translucent plastic spoons that had an electro-plated metal finish of some sort, which gave them a translucent metallic look. The dark tan is familiar from a number of tinted glasses I remember seeing in buildings I visited in the 90s.) Anyway, she's really disappointed now, asking how could the small blast get through like that. She insisted it was supposed to be virtually indestructible but then some sort of interface overlay appeared in my vision as if in a game and I inspected the plating and it had a little icon that when inspected stated "Highly Resistant Material". I felt she had hyped herself into believing this plating was more durable than it actually was. I remember passing thoughts of how nothing is indestructible. Dream Fragment: In some sort of classroom. Me and someone else, maybe H, are there first with the teacher. The teacher doesn't look much older than us and she seems familiar somehow now, but is purely a dream character. Possibly an anima-type construct. There's a chalkboard. There are small metal-legged, chipboard tables, covered with plastic veneer. The setting is very familiar from my childhood. Somehow I don't remember the chairs exactly, but they were probably fibreglass ones. The room feels dark, but it seems to be day outside. Only a small amount of light gets in from some windows. We are at some table over by the far right end corner of the room. Then some students arrive. I don't have any thoughts about it in the dream, but realise now that they were former classmates from when I was around 12-15. The lights are on now, I think. I remember turning back to my left and looking at someone else and then approaching for some reason. To get something of mine that was borrowed? Not sure. But then I go over to another table, more crowded, surrounded by a group, and there I grab something, but somehow my way is now blocked and instead of asking for room to get past, I crawl under the table. At this point I notice somewhat clearly that I'm wearing a hoody, a cream coloured one, that I probably would have worn back then but still have now; but I felt the age I am now. I crawled out from under the side of this group table, somehow not getting kicked at all even by accident. The rest of the dream's detail is missing. Dream Fragment: Me and H were at home, in the kitchen. The room seemed bigger than it actually is, including the ceiling height, which in reality is already over two people's height combined. The lights were on and the curtain roll was down on the window. I don't remember what we were doing when suddenly we were stepping into the hallway for a bit and lights started flickering, out of sync with each other. They'd go really dim or completely out. H was really confused by this and I was finding it odd. We didn't have any high-power things on. One of the lights started making a loud repeating clicking noise, I think the fluorescent light in the kitchen or some other fluorescent light that doesn't actually exist. But in my mind at that point I thought it was a relay for whatever reason. I told H to try and find out what was going on, as I was getting worried the clicking noise was actually something shorting out and sparking. He told me to turn everything off, so I went to the electric trips board and (impossibly) moved it into the middle of the kitchen, where I had a look at it with some light. I forced the RCD to trip and that turned mostly everything off except one light somewhere and H was disappointed but came over and I told H to see for himself what he wanted to do. He flicked some other trips and then everything was completely off. Then there was some knocking at the door. We were finding this all very odd and I couldn't imagine who it was. I was about to answer the door but tentatively waited. I saw through the front room window ( in the dream more like a mini conservatory thing than the flat windowed wall of reality) a man going to next door's and knocking there. The neighbours answered and had a little chat with him, and he was saying how he was sick of all these electrical noises he kept hearing on and on for days coming from someone else's house. I thought to myself "I couldn't agree more" or something to that effect. The man looked like Haymitch from the Hunger Games, but fatter and somewhat older. In the dream I realised he was one of the neighbours further to the left, past our direct neighbour on the left. It seemed to be daytime but rather desaturated and gloomy outside. I think I told H about what I saw and then wondered who the hell was causing all this. I forget the rest of the dream. Dream Fragment: At a church, not sure who else is there exactly but Fry from Futurama was there. He was saying random things and somehow the congregation was loving him and he was getting ordained. I remember him saying "W-what? I'm not even trying to be nice at this point!", clearly upset that despite some purposefully obnoxious actions he was still being praised, when it wasn't at all what he wanted. Remember little from this dream except that the visuals were all a bit odd, like my head was hanging low. I remember there was a pipe organ in this church. No side notes, but made some notes in-line with the dream content.
I was on this ship like vehicle. I was with a co-worker as she and I got separated from the other co-workers we were with. As this happen the ship like thing was stop by huge vanilla cookie's. As I see this I just knew I was dreaming because seriously how would a cookie stop a ship, come on now. As this happens I saw my co-worker flee the scene. She tells me goodbye and shuts the door leaving me and this other dude who I notice on the ship just now alone. I look at him and told him I am the captain now and made my way to the driver seat. Before I could grab whole of the steering wheel, the guy makes the lights go off. I tried to make them come back on with some struggle and finally it work. As I place my hands on the steering wheel we began to take off. There was some serious cookie damage ahead and I am certain ran over a few car's with this big ship. It also seem to not surprise me how a ship could drive on the road but whatever. I began to laugh hysterically as I continue to feel the power of my ship. But then all of a sudden I couldn't breathe and lost my lucidity by waking up.
After a somewhat subconscious,passive initiation of WILD I found myself in a paralysis, in which I didn't realize that I'm already dreaming. It wasn't very intense, and I thought this would be the end of it, and I would wake up but despite this I kept waiting. There was a bit of pressure in my head ,and the usual loud noise, I started to see through my eyelids. Actually I was already in a dream that time I think, since I was lying in the other bed, not the one I lied back in this morning, but I didn't realize that then. So I got up and it was kind of vivid but unstable, thought why not, I'll just try to jump through the window. It didn't go well. I thought this will be the end of it ,but I held hands together and concentrated, maybe a new dream will start, and that's when it happened. I found myself in the middle of a green pasture, nice green hills around, perhaps even mountains. EVERYTHING was vivid and clear, I couldn't believe my eyes, it was all vivid, from my toes , to the horizon, the sun was shining, the plants , everything made sense, there was no random patterns or fuzzyness. Everything was as vivid as this reality. I was amazed but I kept my cool, walked around . THere were some gardeners working. I walked towards the nearby forests. The dream switched again. I did the same and waited. and now I was in a night time party scene ,somewhere in a city. I kept repeating "clarity" until everything was back to usual. I met some drunk british chav who wanted to fight me for some reason to which I just smashed a bowl on his head, then his taller friend (who was not a chav) came and then the chav knocked him out with some object and said something funny... I then went around and came to a room, looked more like a classroom, there was a woman..looked kinda like Meghan Markle but was shorter and had freckles. I asked her if she knows that this is a dream...before she could answer the connection was cut , and I woke up but damn, everything was so vivid and so real, I've been to another world for a brief time I think this "stillness of mind" I've developed in the last few weeks may have contributed Also my recall is terrible, even if I just woke up a few minutes ago as I write this , I already forgot a lot
Updated 02-08-2020 at 09:12 PM by 92016
Jamie 1 A dream where I'm in a room that is dark and trying to focus. Now I'm standing by a living room where Jamie is watching TV or something. She comes up to me and kisses me. Jamie 2 Similar dream to last week. We are clasping our hands over a table, And jesus is there this time giving approval. I Still hope something like this really happens. More youtube dreams Dream about being on some hill with some youtuber I don't like. People ask if we are friends, and I say no. People are shooting in the distance and I wake cover in a bush. Earlier I remember walking around some construction building that kept changing. Then I had a FA In some room But I saw two really large ants floating above me. I freaked out and had to leave the room. I had other recall that I clearly remembered all week, but it's gone now.
Last night I had the car dream again. This was the 7th night in a row. I had the usual long an unpleasant wait in the car with my sister where I tried to ignore her so I didn't have to smell her breath. She kept trying to talk to me and I kept looking at the empty driver seat to ignore her. When mom got in and got the mirrors adjusted, she started turning the key and then also pumping the accelerator after a few cranks, and I kept seeing the red lights on the dash and hearing the buzzing sound. Mom then became worried that she had left the curling iron on and when back in the house to check on it. I started to reach to undo my seatbelt, but mom told me I needed to leave it on since we would be going soon. We waited in the car for mom for a really long time. When she finally came back out, she told me someone from church had called her and she couldn't get off the phone. She started trying to star the car again, and I woke-up after she had tried several more times to get the car started.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 2/2/2020 Went to bed at 1AM. Woke up at 7AM, no recall, forgot to attempt FILD Woke up at 8:30AM, 3 tags written down. forgot to attempt FILD woke up at 10AM, with recall, fell back asleep. Had more dreams and wrote down 2 tags when I got up at 11 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dream1: I was at someone elses house. It was the house of a girl who I was interested in sexually. It was a big house with lots of cool things, but details are fuzzy. I need to write my DJ right after waking for better details. At one point, the woman I was interested in brought me up to her room with someone else, and she had a wire(hidden microphone)(That was a tag but I dont remember that part). Then she tried to seduce me, she had most of her clothes off and seeing her from behind reminded me of this one thumbnail pic I see on the internet. I thought that it was too risky because her whole family was home, just downstairs. Later, we took pictures with all of our two families together. Even some extended family of mine as there, david switched places with someone for the pic and maria was climbing on the big wooden fence to get a good spot for a photo. After the pics, the woman(she was no longer kim, it was someone who looked more like my cousin) wanted me to help her imagine a dam built onto a cliff right near her place. She manifested the dam there and it was made of very simple geometry like it was from a really low budget video game or something. A few of us went to the dam and later when we were leaving I did a flip out of the window at the top while everyone else went out the bottom entrance. I went back to do it again later but it seemed to hard and scary this time. When we all went back and it was time to leave the woman transformed into my cousin and I age her a hug goodbye. Dream2: I was at a club that reminded me of Stereo. I was the first in, saw the DJ and then went to get a table for my friends. They arrived quickly and people wanted to buy some drinks but I didnt. I felt as though the servers were not very happy that I wasnt drinking but I felt that they would not have kicked me out because my friends were drinking.
We had a bit of a tidy yesterday and I had somewhat strange sleep because of a supplement I took that I even forgot I had around; but I'd also forgotten why I'd stopped taking it. I had extremely vivid dreams but unable to really stay asleep. The first two fragments were from some of the awakenings and were actually really quite long and detailed dreams, just as the third, but I didn't memorise enough of them since I didn't write them down when I had them. Dream Fragment: Was in my old home area. For some reason I managed to get a job as a secretary for some important person (politician/businessman?) and I was being interviewed by a woman with tied up hair and glasses; very similar to the secretary in the original Deus Ex game, come to think of it. For whatever reason I was using an alias, a French name going just by "Sís", even though I was uncertain myself how I should pronounce it. I remember being asked about speaking French, and I said (roughly) in French that I could speak the language poorly. I remember the room I was in was office-like but sort of well decorated as I'd expect for my native region. Dream Fragment: I wasn't a character myself in this dream. It was more like watching something. It was in China or a place like it and I was seeing inside an office at a business skyscraper. Two men were discussing (in English) about how a brand new government law was going to make everyone's life hell, basically. They could see it being announced on a TV at their workplace. Everyone was becoming afraid of speaking to anyone else but most people were uncomfortably relaxed in a sense, seemingly they felt safe in this place anyway. I remember one of these two men making a comment saying "I don't even want to take anyone in my car with me anymore." Then there were some scenes outside, scenes of traffic and of dead vegetation/landscapes. It was a gloomy day-time throughout this dream. Dream Fragment: I am somewhere underground, at some kind of mixed restaurant/convenience store place. I'm with my family, and I'm making small talk with the shop lady. She's interested in my phone and asks if I can get her some extra ones of the same model. I say sure, but then question if it's worth it. I tell her that if I get them at a "brand new price" there's nothing in it for either of us. Before she can give me a reasonable idea of what the agreement would be, my phone "rings" (vibrates, more like, I think). It's an old friend, someone I haven't spoken to in over two years in waking reality. Da is calling me and I try to answer but somehow I tap something that says "delete contact" right under "accept call"! Feeling frustrated by the fact I just made such a mistake I try to get the number back somehow from the log and then try calling back. He answers and I try to speak but he can't hear me. I walk outside from this shop, still underground and take a left and then a right and go up some stairs. I'm outside now. I don't remember what it looked like exactly, but get the feeling of "arid". I speak again, and Da hears me now. I ask, "Hey, how are you? It's been a really long time." He says "I'm ok, I guess." He makes some sort of ironic and witty but also serious remark about how I hadn't been in contact. I try to explain that I did try communicating over the last two years, but that every time I did, I never heard anything back. We get into small talk and his behaviour over the phone seems more normal, less upset as it seemed like initially. I can hear he's playing something on a console. "Is that Tekken you're playing?" He doesn't answer immediately, concentrating and then says he'll be finished shortly and then we could do (whatever it was) that we were going to do. I quickly realise internally that it couldn't be a Tekken game. All the sounds are too sort of retro and synth-like. I remember pacing around outside while on the phone, something I do anywhere whilst on the phone. Everything feels vivid and somewhat real despite the fact that the place I'm at looks somewhat alien. The structure of this place on the outside is some sort of hard compacted sand and I'm on some kind of platform. There are metal beams or girders somewhere as part of the structure, but I forget the details now. It's kind of daytime, but there's a strange light. I don't remember anything else now but this fragment was only the second half of this dream. No notes for now.
Last night, I had the car dream again. My sisters breath reeked like it always does and she was invading my space trying to get me to talk with her while we waited for mom to get in. All I could do to try to avoid her breath was look at the empty tan driver seat and hope she would get the hint. She never did. The think I remember most from last nights dream was mom getting frustrated about the car being difficult to start. In earlier dreams, she was almost like a robot. She would get in the car, get the mirrors adjusted, and then focus her attention on stating the car. She had little if any conversations with us and didn't have any reaction when the car wouldn't start up. Last night, she was getting very frustrated that it was not starting. When she decided to get out and look under the hood, and I asked if I could get out she snapped at me that she was responsible for starting and driving the car and I needed to stay buckled in my seat. She also told me I needed to calm down because she would get the car started. I didn't think I was panicking or freaking-out, but she wanted me to be calmer. I find it interesting that mom keeps getting out to look under the hood in all of these dreams. In waking life, she is not very mechanical and has probably never looked under the hood of a car. It is kind of strange that she keeps looking under it in these dreams.
In which I mustn't interfere with the horrors of nature... There's a discarded porcelain basin sitting among tall grass in an abandoned lot, frequently used for dumping, near my house. From afar, I can see that it's heavy with a deep sink and a large ribbed area for drying dishes. I move closer to inspect if it's cracked. And I see a bundle wrapped in a blanket. I pull on the edge of a blanket and reveal an infant inside, dead, with a dog leash wrapped around its neck. I untie the leash, toss it aside and pick up the body. Back in my own house, I show it to my mother. She already knows about it, she explained, and if I don't want to get wrapped up in this, I best return the body to where I found it and replace the leash in exactly the same way. I return to the empty lot, walk over to the basin again, only this time the leash is now wrapped around the neck of a second swaddled infant. This time the baby is still alive, but struggling, gasping for air. I know that I'm not supposed to intervene. I'm like a nature photographer, filming a hyena eating a struggling gazelle. This is just how things are. I shouldn't have come here in the first place. I shouldn't have interfered. I need to put things back exactly as they were. I set the struggling baby aside in the grass. I replace the dead one in the basin where I found it. Only I realize that the leash is now on the struggling baby's neck. I reach into my pocket and pull out one of Lucy's leashes and I wrap it around the dead baby's neck. I walk away, leaving both of them in the field. When I get home, I tell my mother what I've done. She says I'm a fool for using Lucy's leash- now it can be traced back to me. The authorities will think that I strangled the dead baby. I realize she is correct. I return to the field a third time. I remove Lucy's leash from the neck of the dead baby in the basin neck. I remove the first leash from the neck of the struggling baby in the grass. Now relieved, the baby starts to cry. I replace the first leash around the neck of the dead baby, wrapping it tight. Then I wrap the body back up in the blanket and place its in the basin. Then I turn to look at the struggling baby, crying and gasping in the grass. I turn around and start to walk back home, leaving the baby there. The baby will die, probably in the night, and that will be it. All I can think of is what each moment must feel like. The baby is cold. The baby is suffering, second by second, gasping for air, hungry. I think of the gazelle, feeling the hyena rip its flesh. I go back to the field a fourth time. The infant is now a few months old. I see it's a little girl. I pick her up, and she stops crying. I can see the marks on her neck from the leash that strangled her, but she appears fine. She has curly strawberry hair. I take her home. I wonder if she'll be brain damaged. I give her a glass of milk and string cheese. She smiles. I feel immensely guilty, horrified with myself. How could I have left her there in the first place? I'm suddenly incredibly stressed by this question. How did I leave a struggling infant alone in a field? I try to think of the logic behind it. There was some reason. I can't think of what it is. I'm suddenly terrified. How will I explain this to anyone? What will I do with this child? Could I really be such a terrible person as to go home and leave her there alone to die? The anxiety wakes me up.
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In which R is an animated Wolverine action figure... I'm standing in front of a plantation house in what appears to be a dry forest of Indochina. A boy in saffron robes sleeps in a hammock hanging from the heavy columns of the shaded front porch. A student monk? Why is he here? I'm about to wake him when I'm called inside to lunch. I sit at a long table with R's family as a servant places plates in front in front of us, dishes in the center. R is there, also his parents and his brother who has brought a visibly pregnant white woman with him, who he introduces as his girlfriend. My father is there as well. Conversation is strained and awkward. The girlfriend is nervous. If she is to be either my sister-in-law or the mother of my niece or nephew then I should attempt to build some affection or ease between us. I smile at her. I tell her I'm sure we'll become good friends. She leans forward to take a bite then spills a spoonful of dal in her lap. To show solidarity, I tilt my glass of wine and spill a few drops on my chest. We laugh and laugh. She announces that she's carrying twins. A hush around the table. I break the silence. "Wow V, that means you'll have four children soon." "Six," he clarifies. "K and S are also pregnant, one more from each." I turn up my wine glass, drink it all in one gulp dramatically. No one says anything. Six children from four different moms. Four of the children will be infants at the same time, the other two are already teenagers. There's a pounding on the front door. I know who it is. A monster, come to get us. I know how to defeat it too. But it means exposing our secret in front of my father, in front of V's girlfriend. A few more pounds, then wood smashing. The monster has broken through. He runs into the dining room, so fast he's just a streak of purple. He's tiny but stocky, maybe a foot high, and he leaps up into the air to attack us. R jumps from his chair, into the air as well. On his way up, he transform himself, pulsating and shrinking until he is also a stocky foot high action figure. He is Wolverine. Blades extend from his knuckles. Wolverine/R and the monster crash into each other, chests bumping together, midair. Then they fight. The tumult upsets the table, smashes into the chandelier, breaks through window, continues along the front porch. We all run outside and watch them as they tumble together down the hill of the front lawn, towards the forest. My father is shocked. "Yes," I tell him. "R is also a Wolverine action figure. I didn't know how to tell you." The boy monk wakes up from his nap. He steps out of the hammock and waves me over. He spreads the nylon netting open wide between his hands, then pops it out in front of him as if it were a bedsheet. It transforms into a vending cart. The boy steps behind it, ducks down, then reappears as a mustachioed paan wallah. He arranges tins and betel leaves on his cart. I notice the red spit stains dotting the porch.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1/2/2020 Fell asleep at 1AM. Woke up at 7AM, no recall, forgot to attempt FILD Woke up at 8:30AM, 1 fragment recalled. forgot to attempt FILD woke up at 10AM, another fragment recalled. Then I stayed in bed with my eyes closed till 12. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dream 1: I was in the shower, but also the bath. My bath was also in the middle of the bathroom now and not on the side. The door to the bathroom was replaced by the door to the shower which is glass so everyone could see me if they were in the living room or coming up the stairs. I tried to hang my towel on the handle to block the view of my genitalia but that didn't work. Adam Rab. came over and wanted to go to school with me. After trying to hide myself for a bit Jimena and Adam came to the bathroom door so I sat down in the bath so they couldn't see my gentialia. My underwear was also on the sink for some reason. Dream 2: I was at my cottage with some friends I think. Then Erica Roth. Showed up at my front door and then started going to the side door and when I went to the side she was going back tot he front. I left the front door and saw lots of people out by the pool with some lights, clearly partying somehow. Then someone who looks like Zacks GF came up to me and thanked me for having her over.
Kind of a single long dream, but some bits are missing. Dream: The first part of the dream I can remember was at a somewhat accurate layout of the cul-de-sac in front of my old home. I was sitting in the driver seat of a car, which I think was my dad's car, as some of the interior felt familiar. But I had the window fully down and was sort of resting my arms against it and looking out. It was a sunny day, probably past 3PM but not sure what season. First half of the year, I think. Where my building door was supposed to be was actually this entrance into some sort of church, but not a church, as there was a machine there like a manually operated computer, and there was a group of people running it. I think I had been in there previously in the dream, or I just "saw" this somehow. But then there was an oddity about this machine, it could be switched off by literally anyone who walked past it, as there was a button labelled "STOP" and another "EMERGENCY STOP". They both did the exact same thing. I think I remember I had asked someone why, and they couldn't explain it to me. Then, while I'm in the car, some black guys show up. I realise better what position the car was in, sort of blocking in the entrance of the cul-de-sac a bit. These guys smile at me, I smile back, but I immediately know that they are there for something. They sort of huddle up around one side of the car, sort of hiding from view from where the machine place was. They look at me worried and I say nothing, quietly watching with some amusement, I'm curious what they have planned. This one guy stops trying to hide and just walks straight up to the place. I can see that he hits that stop button out of amusement for himself and the people running the machine get annoyed and make audible grunts, but seemingly don't even pay attention to the guy. I don't remember what else he did in there, but he comes back near the car and he has this piece of jewellery, I can't remember exactly what, but somehow I immediately know it's sort of stolen or something. Then a different guy gets up and goes in and a bit later comes out with something similar. I think this happens a couple more times and I remember the last piece of jewellery, a silver necklace. It reminds me of a necklace H has, but only the chain was similar. I remember getting into some small talk with the guys and then saying I had to go. I think I drive away and they disband, but I don't remember how it transitions into the next part exactly. But I remember my thoughts stayed on the "stolen items" for a bit. Then I'm walking down an unknown dream park with two people. One of them is H's sister (A), but I'm not sure who the other person is, some guy, around my age, but a friend of mine, not A's friend. It's night time and there is plenty of green vegetation and everything's slightly wet. Sprinklers had been on, as it isn't raining and I don't get the impression it had been. There are paths through this hilly park and the path we're on takes sort of long curves around some well mowed lawn-like fields, well lit by strong cool lights. As we're walking this path on the left-hand side there's a hedge going all the way along the curve and on the right-hand side there's this man on a short two-sided ladder. I don't look up to see what he's doing, but all of a sudden sparks and arcs of electricity go everywhere. Somehow I'm not surprised or worried, and neither is anyone else. Moments after I'd walked past, I pause, looking back. A is sort of looking closely at the ladder and some cables, which I somehow think of as being a bit foolish considering the electricity, so I think I motion for her to carry on. We arrive somewhere and there's some kind of transition. I lose any awareness of A and the mystery friend. I'm now at a place that closely resembles my high school, or college. But the lights are sort of dim and moody. It was still night outside. All of a sudden I find myself in the middle of a group of random people, of all ages really. And then I'm lying down, between this girl my age on the left and this old woman on the right. They're both lying down too but sort of sitting. There's a cover over my legs and this girl on the left. People are mostly just idling around and there are some paintings on the walls. I look closely at some, finding myself annoyed that I know some of them and that they've been there for an eternity, half thinking to myself "why can't one of mine be there?". The thought passes quickly and I look at another painting that catches my attention and I quite like. Somehow this makes many other people look at it too and start discussing it. My attention fades away from it and this girl on my left starts touching my private areas; I don't realise it's her doing it at first. I realise that both me and her didn't have pants or underwear on. For a moment I wonder if H was touching me in waking reality but the thought doesn't go past being somewhat automatic. I enjoy her touch but start to wonder why she's touching me like this. I assume that she wants the same so I move one of my hands to touch her in the same areas and this seems to completely surprise her, despite whatever pleasure she felt. I get the impression she is embarrassed now and she sort of gets up and dresses herself and leaves. The old woman on the right makes some comments, the last bit of which I vaguely remember. "It's not easy making money that way, you know." the old woman says. I reply: "No, I didn't think so either." Then I am left with some lingering thoughts of why she would try to make money in such a way, and why she left, but the rest of my dream recall sort of ends here. Notes: In the third and final part of the dream, there was a fair bit of conversation between everyone and myself and other dream characters, but as I try to recall the dream I can only mostly remember silence.The group of black guys in the first part of the dream were nobody I recognised, though they reminded me of friends I used to have when I was younger. I have had a few recurring appearances of those groups of friends and I felt it was somewhat familiar, especially because of the dream's location, which is where they typically appear in my dreams.I think the jewellery was actually coming from some sort of replicating machine in the same place as the manually-run computer thing, but my memory of it is extremely vague.The stone hall where that computer thing was, really wasn't very different from the actual entrance hall of my old building. It was sort of just super elongated and wider.I have no idea now who the friend was with me and A. I don't recognise the face and seems to just be a generic construct of "male friend".The girl touching me in the final part of the dream didn't tell me her name and somehow in the dream I felt the expectation that she would have done, especially before leaving. Although I remember her hair as being somewhat long and curly and dark, I got the impression there was something about her that was "redhead" or that the word "red" was somehow associated with her as a character.The old woman in the same part had some sort of old-style blue dress, and reminded me a bit of a cartoon character in some way. Her hair was a perfect white and tied up in a sort of bun. What little I can remember of her face is that she looked youthful for how old it sounded like she was.The appearance of both these sort of contrasting female figures is not without some personal meaning to me; it's the sort of thing I sometimes wonder about, especially if I'm working on some art piece involving nude human figure- the old woman was young like us at some point and so wasn't at all phased by what was happening. I often wonder how I will see this type of situation when I'm much older myself, or how I'll feel about it.Nearly forgot to add this note: The odd mood lighting (sort of an orange-y red/purple) in the last part of the dream was incredibly similar to that of another strange dream I had some time back. I can't remember if I did have any thoughts about it during the dream.
Updated 02-02-2020 at 03:11 PM by 95293
The earlier part of the dream was us going to a small village. Cabins. It wasn't us originally, but it became us at times. We were a different family after a cartoon character family, but I forget who. MARIO AND LUIGI. There was snow and there was summer. There was food, especially corn on the cob, which they called corn on [something else]. Native American tribe. We went to help out? One kid mentioned we were too rich to help. When we returned to the city, we were staying at a hotel with tons of swimming pools and places to swim and explore. I asked Mom if I could go swim, and she thought I was going to swim outside, but I told her there were indoor pools. The pools I could only see from outside the glass windows on the second story from hotel's interior (pools inside but separated like at the edge), the pools had tons of slide tubes, and green foliage everywhere, and like waterfalls and jungle like stuff, but all very man-made still. Back at our real house, getting ready to go back to the hotel. All rooms and bathrooms full, or doors/walls broken so they were open to view. So I went outside in neighborhood to find a place to change into my swimsuit. (Why outside??) I changed in a closed road where there was a gate on one end. As cars came, I had to open the gate so they could go through. My swimsuit was blue sheer over a black top (same as the black sheer over blue that I have in real life, just the colors were opposite). I met a neighbor, he was walking down the road and we talked. Then a different neighbor's water thing went super high, I estimated about 5 feet, and remarked about it to the guy as we talked (he turned around to try to take a picture of it, but he was too late and barely saw it.) But he said that neighbor often tries to make inventions like that. We talked as we walked back to my house, mom met him at the door and was like "Hi! How's your day? What's your name?" He seems autistic, has thin hair, almost bald? He looked like Doc boy on Garfield. I had to ask him again what his name was, because I forgot. But I remembered it again when he told me it was Evan. Once he left, mom was talking to me about the shreds of paper on the table right outside the door. Each piece of paper had someones name and a phone number on it and she was like "this is where I missed it", picking up a specific name. There was a really annoying fevered dream I had before where nothing ended really, and this was in reference to it. (Tons of people and trying to finish something?) Anyway she was really talking about it a ton, and it felt like the dream couldn't go back to how it was and would become another fevered dream, so I got mad that she'd brought it up again, and woke up. New dream, either the number 6043 or 6042. New dream, living in the underground. World like Minecraft, monsters around, post-apocalypse like. Stev, Chri, and me taking care of kids we found who'd lost their families. I went out on a food run with oldest boy (12yr?), we ran into a different kid who was alone. He really wanted to stay with us because he looked scared. I didn't want to get his hopes up (or have to take anything back if he turned out to be trouble) so I said he could eat this meal with us, but he'd be on his own after that. (Be cautious or be dead.) We went back, through small alleys between what looked like crushed together buildings. Lots of concrete and rubble everywhere, don't think we were "outside" at any time. We got back, Chr was working on setting up a system where you can see monsters, and attack them, but they can't get in (like Minecraft, you build a block so they can't get in, but it's still technically open.) We were worried about the younger kids crawling out through the openings though. The kid turned out to be really vengeful and calculative, so Stev sent him off after the meal, without tipping him off that it was because we were scared of him. I hugged all the kids and we got back to work on the monster trap system.
Updated 04-19-2020 at 01:53 AM by 90195
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