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The temp work place didn't call all week. I've been spending all week except Tuesday driving delivery in red deer. And the summer slowdown for delivery is real. Been spending 10 hour days just to make 100 after gas. I'm on Uber eats now as well, so it helps. Plan to work late on Saturday and Sunday as well.

Jamie 1

Just standing somewhere with Jamie. She's staring and smiling at me expectantly. As if to say, "well?".

Jamie 2

Jamie is tagging along while I'm doing delivery. I'm waiting for an order at park place mall. Jamie is at another place ordering food. When the counter attendant asks Jamie her order, Jamie is looking down at her phone and holds up a finger to the attendant and says, " one second." Which is literally a Fortnite emote btw.
I decided to take the Molly banister route to 32 nd. I remember her in the car with me.

This morning I'm in bed talking to her voice. I get some HH of a black girl with all these long braids but done up in a bun on the side of the head. The Jamie voice comments on it. I'm asking how she sees that? Or knows if I am seeing it. She says she can see it in her mind. I fall asleep and have a dream from Jamie's perspective.

Jamie 3

I'm Jamie, and I'm in a dark house. Some people have me by each arm. They place me in a big coffin like box. Vision switches to 3rd person and I can see them closing the door on Jamie leaving her in complete darkness.

C-Wing
Sawbones swerve and c-wing patients test my patience. Time is a decrepit snake, slitering on and on and on... until a tender turns up. She dumps a tangle of threads onto the bed. They are the tatters of the dead. And now they all are mine.

Switched
Mirror, mirror, little mantis. Let us play a game. You swerve, I swerve. You step, I step. You pray, I pray. Let us see if friendship follows. DRIFT. Souls shift. And now I am magnificent. See through compound eyes. Behold the fleshy, foul creature across, caught without a prayer. Feel the insatiable urge to eat the twinkle from its eyes. Delicious despise.

Be a Dream
They find him, bits of battered bone and threads of scattered flesh. He is incomplete. Earth slips. Chest implodes. Words thin and wither. Within the gutted hollows of the husk I have become, are echoes. "This must be a dream. Must be a dream. Be a dream. Be a dream. Be a dream..."

Ice Palace
Her house is an iceberg in the midst of the sand. No entry. No exit. No hope. Bloodied hands punch, claw, and rip but I am unable to make a dent or get a grip on anything at all. Out of reach, through glass patches of ice, half frozen children are weeping. Sleet slips from their eyes.

Waterly
Pencils slip. Pages flip. Inspiration flows like spring swept springs. Then watercolors run wild. All artistry is defiled.

Vehicle
Tires and steering wheel disagree. Even with extra hands and webs of rope I can not claim my space, so surrender. I swerve away. Soon I bring up the rear of a family line. We plod pitted roads. Car begets quad, quad begets cardboard box cut to be a car. I carry it, this flimsy thing, that should rightly carry me. Still I carry on, and on, and on.

I was outside in the forest. We were on this hill with green grass. It was night time. There were people with lanterns and artificial lights around. It was dangerous to be with people without lights so we made sure to have enough lights. On the top of the hill was this rectangle cabin facing down on the hill. There weren't any doors though. That was a hotspot for people with lights. The bottom of the hill was a lake with rivers. I saw an animal but it was relatively harmless. Someone said make sure it doesn't bite. But it didn't. Yet my finger still hurt because it moved its head and crushed my finger a bit. After that I went up to the crowd and looked down to see hoards of people playing and chilling. Some with lights, some without. I looked to the right of me where there were people but they turned off their lights. Then I saw a wolf come close and then they got attacked. Everyone ran away and panicked. As we ran down the hill so did the wolf. We were all going to the right away from the hill. Where there were lights and cabins. I ran inside and let the wolf pass me but then I had the urge to run out. I even told myself I was so stupid and I'm gonna die like a horror movie. Then I ran to this big metal building like a garage or factory. I ran down till I met up with the wolf. I set up my gun but he attacked me before I could shoot. I continued to fight it. I killed him but he respawned but when I was low he finally died.
We went back to the hill. As me and a few others got to the top we saw on the bottom that there were hordes of people. Some were sick and hurting others. I realized that it was probably from drinking pool/bad water. Because the lake and rivers looked like pool water. I slid down a pole to get down. But then I woke up. I fell back asleep to the same dream where I ran away but got captured. The person tried to drown me. I thought they were gonna get me to drink the water.
I was able to fight the person away. As I ran I found a house. I started running to lock the doors and to close the blinds. Some kid entered but he didn't have a disease. So I told him to keep the doors locked. Then I went up to shower. There was lettuce, tomato, and food like life cereal. I ate while I was showering. (I heard someone say you should wash yourself so I did) I also drinked some water. I had this cutscene of a black guy working with a different guy and he said that he hoped that he won't get it and that his family went to the pool so he was scared that they could have got it. Then I got a random spoiler for inside out 2 lol. Disney has taken over our minds it's the end of the world!!!1!



Wasn't that scary but was still pretty scary. Really fun dream I loved it.

Sleepless
They need so much, such little souls. Steal space. Take time. Leech light. Weep, wail, bleed dry any succulence of dreams. Life... but a sleepless scream.

Reverse
Ram runs only in reverse so we rage, ass first, into rush hour rift.

Black Rock
Blackrock beckons through bush, bog, and corn stalks brown. Finally free of wandery, we drink. Canteen is a thin black tube taller, even, than I. Passers-by, envious of the abnormal flask ask me to set sale. I decline. Back to black rock trails I fly.

Neighborhood
Snowless is winter. Her kiss sharp. Her breath crisp. We, locked out, wait to get in. They, locked in, wait to get out. In balmy pockets neath slush topped puddles, the lucky ones live summer lives. Across the street slumps a man of filth and ragged surrender. Into his rusted cup I toss a coin. His head raises. He is THE Mr. Rogers. Smiling, he sings his song. Horrified, I trip away. I don't want to be his neighbor.

Guilt:
I'm at a small apartment. Area seems like a winter version of the California ocean walk.
I'm getting a facetime call from my uncle J and my sister M. They are just outside the door.
I am feeling guilty about not letting them in. But then I justify my action, wondering whether they are being fair.

Puzzle:
I'm at a playscape with my brother. There is a puzzle we need to work out. Working our way up.
There is a third person in our group, and we are leaving them hints as we figure it out.
They are just behind us in the puzzle progression.

Fragment:
Something about Grandma’s house and her basement. Odd feeling.

Alien Invasion:
I'm at my old high school at night getting an astronomy tour.
There is a man giving a tour of the sky. There is a red/square looking constellation that is two parts orbiting each other called Romeo and Juliet. It looks awesome.
I notice it getting closer. Start to see detail. Fiery pyramids. Closer. I can see texture. Space ships, not stars. I joke that we are about to be invaded.
They stop moving and are now hanging in the air just 100 yards or so away. They are big and there are more now. I’m stuck by fear.
I tell my girlfriend we have to go. She’s paralyzed with fear.
I see little bipedal creatures with weapons descending from the red pyramids. WE HAVE TO GO! I try to shake her out of it and succeed.
We start running toward an open set of double doors. The aliens open fire, and I notice there is an army on the ground and still more descending.
The rate of fire indicates we wont make it. I slow down so I don't leave her behind.
The bullets are smaller slimy alien babies being shot out headfirst.
It is rapid fire. My girlfriend is hit before she reaches the door.
I slow down and approach her to help her get up.

Backstage:
I'm at a party, but backstage. It looks significantly less fancy than the venue outside. more stone and base features.
There is a famous band backstage playing World of Warcraft with us. The lead signer is Guy Fieri.
I find a WoW combat tutorial video, and raw music mp3 files. I think it is cool.

Lost:
I'm at a party with some family. It's a surprise visit, and I'm annoyed that I didn't get a heads up.
We're in a small-ish apartment, with a big crowd filling it up.
There are some puppies, one of them is an Aussie.
There is some texting mix up with K, so they think my girlfriend is pregnant.
...
I'm outside now in a questionable looking street.
There is a cartoon character doing voices walking down the street.
One of them is Peppino from Pizza Tower.
I'm with my coworker J, and we have taken on a life of crime.
We're going to sell some stolen things at a pawn shop.
It's a small place on a corner, similar to a gas station but even tinier.
I'm feeling nervous that we'll get caught, and also jealous that J has better stuff to sell.
He has electronics while I have toiletries.
...
I'm looking for my girlfriend's Dad at a library. It has at least three levels to it.
There is a science show happening in a main hall. I'm annoyed that I can't find him.
He is super social, and I wonder about natural versus unnatural extraversion.

Habit RC:
I'm at a parking lot at CVS. I perform a nose reality check out of habit...and either I can't breathe or I stop paying attention. I continue with a text reality check of the CVS sign and that looks normal too.
Finally on another nose reality check I notice that I can breathe. I'm lucid now.
I turn to my girlfriend and ask her if this is a dream. She says it is not.
I go to void and try to maintain awareness but I lose it.
...
I'm at dinner with my girlfriend and her family. It looks like an Applebee's.
The table is pulled up to the steps and arranged around some chairs oddly.
Her grandparents were supposed to show up but didn't.
Later we leave and climb over some rocks to reach the cars.

Fragment:
I'm at my childhood home at the upstairs bathroom. I have to pee, but my brother beats me too it.

Jealous:
I'm at a bowling alley or arcade type building. I came with my girlfriend, but she keeps leaving me to meet up with some of her friends from college.
This time, she has been gone a long time. I get a video feed on my phone showing some guys getting too close to her. I feel very jealous and angry.
I have my spartan blanket and I'm on a rollerblade floor.
I see a guy who seems scared, and I tell him whatever he is going through, it can't be as bad as me, and that he will be OK.
...
I'm racing in a Halloween-themed racetrack. It has many branching paths, and eventually transitions into a Christmas course.
There is a fairy that is helping me find secrets in the track, and allowing me to fall down slowly to reach areas I shouldn't be able to.
It feels like Mario Kart.
One of the secrets is a hidden bar. I land on a snowy street and find my girlfriend with someone at the bar.

Open Heart Surgery:
I'm on a surgery table in what looks like a sunroom. I'm having open heart surgery and I am awake for it.
Doctor is a younger guy and I am terrified. He seems very casual about what he is doing.
At one point there is a break, and I'm told to go walk around.
I emerge from the room into a Kohl's clothing store.
My Dad, sister, and brother are there waiting for me.
I feel a pain in my chest, it feels real.

Dorm Room:
I'm with G from work and I'm helping him with AI. We are in my dorm from college.
I try to tell him what to do, but he won't listen.
He has grocery store donuts at his desk.
He's trying to make superhero AI porn.
Me and my girlfriend are looking at the dorm as a place to live. Generally looks dingy.

Sunday: Definite Jamie drive by again. I was walking to reddi-mart to buy an evening coffee (2 minute walk from my house. Sometimes I buy a coffee from there from 5-7). There's a back alley route I take. I was walking from behind the store and to the side of the store when I noticed a grey car slam on it's brakes. I would not have noticed otherwise. Saw the familiar brown hair with bangs cut and large sunglasses . Kind of looked at me and resumed speed. I think I startled her, and she got startled again when she realized she hit the brakes. This was all in half a second. I'm thankful no one was behind her. She could have been rear ended. Like I said, I don't mind if she checks on me - if that's what makes her comfortable around me. As long as it's not bread crumbing. Baby steps I guess.

I asked her voice why she drives all this way? Why my town? She replied she came to see a friend. I'm like: Oh really is it a guy or a girl. And she replied: You're the friend I've come to see. Lol.

Asked Raven to help out in a dream. I noticed Jamie's house was creepy in my dream. Raven agreed despite being under some stress.

House

Vague dream of being in a creepy house. Some older lady interrupted me and some Korean girl in the house (Jamie). She kept making us collect things from the house and put them outside or something. I was hoping the woman would leave soon so I could be alone with the Korean girl. But she wanted us to check the addict or something for more items. I remember climbing a large staircase where the girl and the older woman were. I think we found something and the Woman put it outside. My memory just gets blurry after but continues on. Like trying to watch a movie on fast forward.

I didn't think it was about Jamie until Raven showed me her Journalled dream. Hers is way more detailed tho.

Jamie 1

I'm learning braids again on a head dummy. Jamie is there advising me on how to do it. She seems really encouraging.

Jamie 2

I was with Jamie again. She seemed stern about something. I don't know what. Is it something I was doing in the dream? Or something I'm doing while awake? Her head voice doesn't seem to take an issue with me as far as I know. But the voice isn't 100% reliable.

Jamie 3

Jamie seemed a little more stern about the issue she's having with me. I can't recall any details.

As far as the voice is concerned. The "relationship" seems more stable than ever. I sometimes ask her voice if this seems like a "real" relationship. Every time I ask the response is "Yes." As strange as it is I guess.

I fell asleep last night listening to various videos about quantum physics, the solar system, consciousness.. just hoping they could inspire some memorable dream states. Once again, I failed to record them immediately upon waking. But they did happen, and I will recall them to the best of my capabilities now.

I was driving my father's old Jaguar and got a flat tire. I remember feelings of embarrassment and shame, as it was due to foolishly driving up on a high curb or something careless.

I began playing drums and singing in what was to become a Jellyfish tribute band. Once again, I was elated at my ability to sing these songs well and harmonize with the other vocalist (who I believe was actually Roger J. Manning Jr of Jellyfish). It really was a great feeling, even better than my previous night's dream of singing Led Zeppelin.

The last instance I can remember, which I know was a very small part of a much larger scenario, was making eye contact with one of my sister's friends. She's someone I never think about, but this moment in the dream was powerful. It was as though I fell in love with her right there, just by locking eyes. A wonderful feeling, but it was fleeting.

There was more to these dreams, but that's all I can remember. I'm just hoping to continue on the path of hopefully inducing a lucid dream. I'll fall asleep listening to similar videos again and hope for the best. Additionally, I need to fight through the desire to go right back to sleep after waking from a dream, and just record it immediately.

Detox
She arrives and cries, "Sister, help me." She is weary with the unlit way of her life. She declares, without stout dedication, to give living one more go. She needs to detox. I am no doctor. My mind screams no but my hand reaches out. Does she feel the slight tremors of my dread? She trudges to bed, stays still in the dark. It is the calm before her storm.

The Game
Extended family scattered cross a yard. Like chess pieces they move: Step pause. Step pause. Step pause. I stride normally through other oddities: Jagged fences. Maples in place of pines. Ditch evolved to river. Stone wall rises to the road. I climb. A mad cousin charges our chess locked kin. He stabs, one by one. No compassion wells for any of them. I am no savior... still I crush stabbers skull with a stone. Silence. Surviving chess pieces step pause their way to our cousin corpse.

Driven
Destination near found! He chauffeurs us around. Cars keep crossing lines. They speed then skid to shoulder. My heart could be wrong but it believes more safety abides on the roadside than on the road. But I am not released. Strap in. It is accepted, this driven destiny of mangled deformation and/or death.

Sots and Stars
Moonlight softens life's sharp edges, conceals the clutter of my soul. Night is sweet and safe. Then comes a knock. I swing wide the door. In stampedes slobbering beasts. They are my aunt and two cousins. They guzzle beer, boast drunkard deeds. I sit, un-submitting to their spirits. When finally they fumble their way away, I send no well wishes or waves. Starlight suddenly shakes my heart. Constellations are contorted. North star shines southerly. Sky is awry. How am I to right it?

So many missed opportunities for lucidity.
Upon re-reading these, I see now the tie that binds them: Some obnoxious sort of savior complex that has lost me control of my own life. From now on: Just. Say. No.
It's time to realign my north star.