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Date of Dream: FRI 16 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 484 - A Shocking Letter

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in this completely unknown suburb. I was walking down the street and part way along, I began to felt tired. I decided I wanted to be carried by a dream guide, so I stopped along the way, looked up in the sky and tried calling for 18-Volt and Dreamy WB, no one came. I then yelled out to the dream, “You can even give me Murray if you want!”, still, nothing happened.

Then this piece of paper came falling out of the sky and landed in my hands. I opened it up and it was a typed letter. I couldn’t understand a lot of it as it had a lot of gibberish in it but I did get the gist of this letter. It was the dream telling me that I wasn’t allowed to have any dream guides and this for me was distressing and upsetting. I didn’t react too badly though and rather, I continued to walk the rest of the way by myself. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 484
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 15 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 483 - Separated Sections

Dream 483 A - Youthful Old Man
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at the park behind the local school and there was this old guy there called George. He said that he was dead before but God had given him an extension and so that’s why he’s alive again. There were masses of kids’ toys around and George seemed to play with them a lot.

Later on in the dream, George had this ambition to build a really massive kids’ playground. The playground was actually eventually complete and it was way better than any playground I have seen in real life. George played on it himself too. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 483 B - The Monash Uni Chase
I can’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was on the ground of Monash University at the Clayton Campus. Mr. Bl. appeared and started chasing me for some reason. I called 18-Volt but he didn’t appear. I then called Dreamy WB although she didn’t appear, I perceived this unique energy which gave me the ability to fly, so now I could get away from Mr. Bl. Once I was in the main car park area, I can’t remember anything else about the dream.

Dream 483 C - Parents Versus Children
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my parents, my brother and I were staying at this unknown house in this unknown location. We were then in a fish and chip shop and my dad told my brother to do something, I forgot what it was though. Then my mum said for me to call Jess but I didn’t want to. Both my mum and dad got cross with me and my brother. They then walked off and I could see them looking at some books. I said to them, “Oh! Trying to see how our minds work hey? Just because you can’t seem to get us to do what you want”.

I then walked out of the back of the fish and chip shop and ended up in the room that I was sleeping in for the stay. The bed was made out of some weird material, like some black synthetic upholstered chair… I actually wouldn’t even classify this as a bed. There was also a huge hole on the middle where the head would face forward though, like one of those massaging beds at the shops. I got onto the bed and there were two laminated 18-Volt figures on there, each in different poses. They were a bit scrunched up though and so I tried to flatten them out and place them under my head as a source of comfort, cooling off after the earlier gruelling situation with my parents. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 483 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 483 B
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Dream 483 C
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: WED 14 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 482 - So Close Yet So Far

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in a classroom environment and 9-Volt was in there as well, and then so was the teacher from WarioWare Twisted with realistic graphics. I don’t quite remember what happened in the first scene though. When I got to the second scene, the events of the first scene were still clear in my mind. I said to myself, something like, “If 9-Volt and the teacher were there in the first scene, then 18-Volt shouldn’t be too far away, he’s just within your reach!”. I then proceeded to call out for 18-Volt but there became a massive problem. The dream immediately woke me up without any warning!!



Dream No. 482
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 13 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 481 - One Tooth Too Many

I remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was moving my tongue around my mouth when I realised that one of my teeth started to become very loose. It then actually fell out of my mouth and when it was out, my mouth was bleeding profusely. There was blood being sprayed everywhere as I was standing over the laundry sink.

I then noticed some more odd looking, tooth shaped objects falling off into the sink but then I noticed that they were just the caps of the gloves I was wearing. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 481
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 12 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 480 - Separated Sections

Dream 480 A - I Don't Have A Budgie
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in year 12 homeroom when the student “welfare” coordinator pulled me out of the classroom to talk to me. I was confident this time as I knew I did nothing wrong. She was accusing me about owning a budgie as a pet and got me into trouble for that. I told her that I did not have a budgie but then she constantly went to me on repeat that I was lying. She did this for a while and so I actually started to get angry at her.

In the dream, I stood up to her. I said to her how she’s always getting innocent people into no good reason, especially targeting me. I then said to her, “You only seem to talk to me when you need something”. She looked like she was shocked and was now really angry at me too; we were on a full-on verbal war. Then as she walked away, she did this really loud villainous laugh and from all the previous yelling and accusing, had left me crying.

The laugh could still be heard and so when I entered the classroom, I asked one of the students, CT, can you hear that? She said she could and I told that it was Ms. D after she had accused me and called me a liar. CT gained the most shocked look on her face and seemed disgusted with Ms. D herself. I was then back outside the classroom and my mum was there. She noticed I was crying and so also seemed to know what had happened earlier. I told my mum not to tell anyone but despite what I said, she went into the admin building.

Out she came and Mr. Bl. had followed after her. The rest of the scene was spent with the discovery that Mr. Bl. was going to help mediate the situation. The next scene took place in my mum’s car with her driving and me, Mr. Bl. and Ms. D all in the back seat. I then apologised to Ms. D for yelling at her earlier and then I actually became really friendly and told her that in-fact, I have 2 cats, a dog and fish. There didn’t seem to be any apology from Ms. D though.

Later on in the dream, my parents and I were at home and I felt really proud how I was the bigger person, apologising to Ms. D earlier on. Despite the good deed I had done, both my mum and my dad told me not to go too overboard and this really annoyed me. The dream ended there.

Dream 480 B - Bothersome Biology
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was at my house, in my dining room and there was a biology class going on there. It was year 11 biology teacher but just like in real life, he was very nasty and so I found I couldn’t seek help from him despite how super difficult this worksheet was in the dream. Everyone else seemed to be doing it but my pen didn’t even touch the paper.

Later on in the dream, I was out in the front driveway and thought to myself, “How ridiculous is this VCE biology course? Thank God I don’t have to do the exam!”. I then recalled how basic mine was in 2016 compared to this current crap. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 480 C - Dreamer To The Rescue
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, the dream was one big video game itself. There were a mix of Mario and Wario characters, with 10 characters, 5 from each series, on the roster. The Mario roster was Peach (leader), Waluigi, Daisy, Yoshi and Bowser. The Wario roster was Wario (leader), Mona, 9-Volt, 18-Volt and Ashley. The dream showed a few close up scenes of Peach leading her team around, each doing various tasks, but there weren’t many scenes with Wario and his characters.

Eventually though, there was a scene where 18-Volt was the selected character and so he was exploring the map, his appearance was close to WarioWare Gold but was slightly different. By the way, this game was apparently called “WarioWare Go Lo”. An interesting discovery was made; I was not a playable character but I was in charge of facilitating the tutorials to the playable characters. This was seen when 18-Volt came up to a sign and the animations of how to control the character were represented by my character. The character art for me was so accurate and also really fit the graphics of the game. I was wearing my summer uniform with the blazer included.

Later on, my mind knew something was up as characters started to disappear from the roster and rather the space was left empty, like when someone’s tooth falls out and now there’s an obvious hole. The plot of the game was now a resemblance to the Legend of Spyro where there was a powerful villain shown and he was actually, slowly locking all the characters up! Now it was actually up to me to go and rescue the characters before there would be no playable characters left. By the way, this character looked almost like Ripto from Spyro 2 but he was a blueish-green colour.

The dream was now playing in first person mode from my perspective. Right from the start, the first character I had intentions to rescue was 18-Volt, especially due to the fact that I had a feeling of loyalty towards him for being one of my dream guides. I scaled up a mountainside and found him in a wide cave but he wasn’t tied to anything, he was just sitting with his back against a rock. I prompted for 18-Volt to come with me and so he got up and started following me.

I figured I would only rescue one more character so in case something happened and the villain caught us, I’d be able to grab them with a hand each. Then after that, they would help me rescue the others. 18-Volt and I went further up the cave to see Ashley who was also slightly distorted but very close to her WarioWare Gold appearance. She was looking at us in a miserable way, almost as if she was angry or something. I came up to Ashley and told her to come with us. So now, both she and 18-Volt were sticking close to me as we navigated our way out of the cave through the other end. The dream ended there.

Dream 480 D - Guest Of Honour
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was another version of my fortress residence. WB was staying over and in this scene, I was showing her around my big bedroom. I forgot what she said or did specifically but she did have a very grumpy disposition about her. I do remember her appearance which was a plain ash coloured singlet, black leggings and white runners. Her hair was in the frizzy ladybug pigtail. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 480 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 C
Dream Guide: Me (Karla)
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 D
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 11 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 479 - Separated Sections

Dream 479 A - Rap Battle Gone Wrong
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in my kitchen and there was a scene playing in the background but also linking to the kitchen. It was only me at the start and the rest was represented by sound. Apparently 18-Volt and 13-Amp had just finished having a rap battle when my subconscious warned me that 18-Volt was about to encounter a disaster. A hologram of 18-Volt in his WarioWare Gold appearance was starting to walk into the kitchen, from the back end though.

Just before 18-Volt reached the stove area, I told him “Stop! Watch out!”. As I grabbed his arm and pulled him backwards. As that was happening, there was 13-Amp’s voice that yelled “Take that!” as the oven door slammed downwards with massive force. My mind was telling me that she was either attempting to cut 18-Volt with the sharp edges of the door or burn him now that the oven was open… I had literally saved 18-Volt from this fate by the skin of his teeth. I now perceived this slight energy as if 13-Amp had now just realised that I had foiled her plan. 18-Volt, on the other hand was just standing there and looking at me in a way that showed he was grateful for me rescuing him. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 479 B - Go Away You Impostor
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, the first couple of scenes were spent looking for 18-Volt. I am down in the valley area between Police Road and Gladstone Road when this random teen boy with blonde hair comments to me on the way I call for my dream guides. I forgot what he said specifically but he seemed curious (and somewhat amazed) as to why I used this particular method and tone. I was pitch black at night as I walked down Outlook Drive and actually demonstrated my calling method.

I then end up in this unknown shopping and dining precinct and someone is approaching me. It was some old Asian guy that actually looks like me real life GP but this guy was actually claiming to be 18-Volt. Unfortunately, as he went in to hug me, I pulled away from him immediately. This guy then shows up and goes to me “Why did you just pull away from 18-Volt?”, I told the guy that this is not 18-Volt. I then went up to the wannabe 18-Volt and said to him in a frustrated tone, “Put your jacket on! Put your pants on!”, pointing to his upper and lower half as I said these things.

On return, it was a completely different guy and no, he still didn’t get his appearance right, although I accepted this version as being a plausible version of 18-Volt. He had a camouflage print jacket on and only the green pants were correct, no glasses, no headset, wrong skin colour, etc. Inside the nearby restaurant, I can see that the distorted 18-Volt looks really depressed and upset. I came up to him, hopped onto the side of his raised chair and hugged him, acknowledging the fact that he did make an effort to change.

As I am precariously hanging off the distorted 18-Volt and his chair, this old man comes up and starts yelling at me. He asks what I am doing and tells me that what he sees is dangerous. I explained to him but he wasn’t satisfied and so he said he wanted a better explanation. I ended up explaining the situation fully and so the man then ended up actually leaving me alone. I then told the distorted 18-Volt that I would recommend some sort of spinal support to him.

The dream is now playing in a sub-scene. The are three live green teddy bears, helping me get some special chairs into a moving van. The name of the first teddy was Selvian Gurinder and so I thought to myself, “Oh, he’s actually Indian”. The name of the second teddy was Joshua but I have forgotten his surname. The name of the third teddy was Sarah Lockwood. The dream did go back to the restaurant scene but I can’t remember what happened in that scene.

Dream 479 C - Popular On Instagram
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in my bedroom, looking at Instagram on my phone. I went in to check the statistics of a story I had recently posted and I discovered something interesting. The majority of views came from WB as well as other members of her family. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 479 A
Dream Guide: Me (Karla)
Lucid?: No

Dream 479 B
Dream Guide: 18-Volt...?
Lucid?: No

Dream 479 C
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 10 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 478 - Magical Pendant

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was in some sort of crowded scene with my brother and some other people. I was calling for 18-Volt but I didn’t see or even perceive him appearing. Instead though, I happened to look down at the green pendant I was wearing and on it was a holographic reflection of 18-Volt as he appears in WarioWare Gold. Not only that but I could perceive a unique energy coming from that pendant, so indeed, 18-Volt was with me in the form of this invisible energy. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 478
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 8 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 477 - Paper Volt Clones

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was holding a small laminated paper figure of 18-Volt in my hands (WarioWare Gold Appearance). I didn’t do anything rough with him but the dream would make it so that his arms would get sliced and eventually break off. Every time this happened, I would render the current paper figure useless and take another one from the pile, with the same thing eventually happening, unfortunately. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 477
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: WED 7 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 476 - Tricky Subconscious

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at a completely unknown shopping centre in some obscure area. I do know that it had a large Target store there and also, most of the shops were just separate buildings all linking to an outside public area. For the first part, I was with my mum as I walked down the track to check out all the shops, just from the front, I didn’t really go into them.

At a later stage of the dream, I was by myself. I called out for 18-Volt as I felt really tired and wanted to be carried. I noticed that as I was doing this though, that familiar sensation of the dream initiating a fade out on me. I noticed indeed and so I turned my attention to the sky and said in a somewhat threatening tone, “No! Stop!”, as if I was disciplining a child. Still, the sensation got stronger and so once again I said, “No! Stop!” and kept repeating this phrase for ages. Soon after though, I gave up and refrained from calling for 18-Volt in order to stay in the dream.

What happened next was interesting, I could see myself in the dream (I was wearing my school summer dress)! I am assuming that it was actually now playing from 18-Volt’s perspective as this happened next; he didn’t speak at all:

She was calling me but the dream was giving her some trouble. I came anyway. It was a long way back to the front car park and she had been walking for a while, so I think she wanted to be carried. Or does she just like my company? Anyway, I grabbed her as if to hug her, and just lifted her off the ground (he carried me the same way as in Dream 417 B). I don’t think I held her quite right as when we reached some odd looking steps, I had a hard time getting her over them. Something was definitely wrong as she felt heavy. I could have dropped her if I wasn’t careful. We were okay after the steps though. I carried her down the path quite quickly and then I left her.

I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 476
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 6 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 475 - No Guardian Allowed

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at my primary school again, walking into my grade four classroom. The room was full of students and there parents and then there was the grade four teacher sitting in the middle of the line but she had some twisted look about her. We were talking about how everyone else had a parent or guardian with them but she said that I wasn’t allowed one. I tried to reason with her but she just sounded really nasty and declared that I wasn’t allowed one.

One of the students, MT, then walked in from the sideline and said quietly that she had something to show me. I followed her into the side area and then she opened the door into a small room at the side of the building. In there was 18-Volt all by himself, sitting on a chair at the middle but back of the room (suggesting he was posing as my parent/guardian figure), thankfully, wearing his jacket and pants. As I walked over to him though, there was that tingling sensation, I was about to be threatened awake by the dream. So as bad as this sounds, I had to walk away from 18-Volt and when I returned to the classroom, I looked like I wanted to rip that teacher in half. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 475
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Thursday, February 4, 2016.
There were guys in a former house that I lived in there to fix the air conditioning. They were taking apart the coolant pipes because something was clogging them maybe. There were other people living in the house though But they were off at their jobs at the time. Soon they were flushing the line. There is a huge amount of water hundreds of gallons that dual pushing through.
[This is where it got interesting]
Me and one of the repair guys that wasn't working watched while standing under a large tree. Then there was a flash of light. The fix-it guy was talking about the lines he was fixing and I said about the flash of light, "Did you see that?" He stopped talking and was like "what?" but said nothing. I said to him, "Was that lightning?" [As it turns out the flash of light was lightening in the waking world flashing through the window. The thunder of it woke me and probably everyone else in the town up.] The dream character didn’t seem to realize what I was talking about at all because in the dream it wasn’t raining or even cloudy and he didn’t see anything, he just gave a strong look like 'what are you talking about.'

PS. First time posting in YEARS. This dream was taken from my personal dream journal in Word. I'll post some of the best dreams till I reach the present.

11-15
Dream: F and I are somewhere, she's acting very strange -- she was told that she's going to die? We go to a circular hole in the ground that goes deep down and has catacomb-like levels in its sides. In the top layers, I can see birds. There was a lot more to this dream but it's gone now.
(...) I didn't write anything down for a few hours so I lost most of my dreams, initially I thought I remembered 2 other lucids/semi-lucids. It's a shame what a couple of hours can do to your dream recall.
Dream: HS friend R and I are in house, become lucid, go upstairs and look at his computer in his bedroom, wake up.

Notes: Attempted WILD a few times throughout the night, I don't think any of my lucids were achieved this way though. Will keep trying to WILD at least once a week for this new "WILD Wednesdays" habit I'm trying to make.

11-14
Dream: In courtyard in front of apartment. Out there with F. We have clothes, our keys, etc. all laid out over trees and tree branches. We just came back from somewhere/are going somehwere? ... I'm in the same place but farther back towards the parking lot (the dimensions have changed, there is a stone cove with a fire pit to the right of us, and we're facing a grassy field and our row of apartments ahead). F now looks like someone else, and a character representing her friend J is also present. We are folding up some (pool?) umbrellas, and as J folds the last umbrellas we can see through the mesh a family of bears right in front of us! Their ears are very strange, sort of like a cocker spaniel's ears but straight up and down. They look angry but we try to maneuver very slowly so that they don't attack -- very intense fear in the moment. They start to come forward then retreat back towards the apartment in the grass. I think at this point my character was dissolved and I was relegated to observer to the F and J avatars. I watched as they made a run for it, J started kicking one of them, who all of the sudden had those kickboxing targets strapped to his hands to catch her kicks? And then ran away leaving F standing there. In the dream, I was really anry at J for leaving F there with the bears. I think this expectation/intense emothion ocmbo made one of the bears strike out at F, and she dramatically fell down, which increased emotion. ... I'm on the sidewalk, my character has returned, I'm fighting with F (maybe J?) and she walks inside a sliding glass door (not ours) and I spit on a postcard (???)
Dream: High school band/in theatre/band parents watching as band, kids, dance team perform a really bad routine to a song -- what song?/we raise our hands in a temple shape on cue in waves/everyone does it very poorly, Mr. D walks out/outside in hall/stairs talk to L
Dream: White marble stairs/Din. Moby Dick and church discussion/T from loose drawing to rl/dom
Dream: Blue juice/dad presents/appliance(?)/leftovers(indian or bbq ramen rice)/dogs and stitch bunny w/ nose fur
Frag: Tubes challenge/tents?/fluid/miniature woman -- linked to above?
Dream: Had an FA, then woke for real. Almost DEILD'd but really wanted to remember the previous dreams.
Dream: (Conan) I'm in a squareish room with dim blue light. I'm naked and just received a large orange banner with some tribal-looking decorations and a bird design throughout. Had a conversation with myself about birds in designs (it's cheating?). The fabric is warm as I unfold it and inspect the design. I drape it around myself and feel it being very warm on my dream body (temperature in dreams - good development). There's a mirror across the way, so I drape the banner around me like a cape and start miming sword fighting like Conan the barbarian as depicted by Frank Frazetta. As I strike my arms out each time, I hit the fabric hard, because it's moving/flowing at a slower timescale than me. My stomach looked far too concave in the mirror, almost hollow, like a bad sculpture.


Notes: I'm putting ... just to indicate that there was either a scene transition, or something did happen here and I just forgot it.

Morning of November 14, 2018. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,958-02. Reading time (optimized): 3 min. Readability score: 58.



In a previous dream including my conscious self’s identity and to some extent in real life, I had been building a more extensive paradigm understructure for my online dream journal as a way to make it more idiot-proof, despite there being virtually no evidence that mainstream humanity has any understanding of the induction, dreaming, and waking processes. I had been focusing on “personifications of” while branching into more specific factors of vestibular system correlation, nexus simulacrums, and melatonin mediation. During this time, my dream self loses most of its present waking life identity while still holding a subliminal awareness of concurrent physicality and a minimal degree of lucid dream state awareness to where only a sliver of my conscious self’s identity remains extant; just enough to deliberately enter the role of another denizen to experiment with the dream space.

The backstory of an upcoming wedding comes to the forefront. It is a transpersonal thread adjacent to the virtual foreshore. There is the sighting of an unknown groom of about twenty-five in my incorporeal glimpse. I possess the body of a man who is about eighty years old to sustain his role in attaining a sacred stick from a secret area for the unknown young groom (who remains in another part of town), maintaining faith that any other sentient presence in the dream space will not detect me as an imposter. The interconsciousness borrows pieces of a setting that I had not lived in real life for years, making sure it is incorrect in design so that it is not mistaken for having waking life relevance or the fallacy of symbolism that the unintelligent pursue. I am at an erroneous version of the Stadcor Street house in Brisbane. This version of the house has an enclosed wooden back porch, which expands over the area that the utility room was in real life (though the utility room was at ground level). Another male, unknown, about the age of the man whose body I possess, is with me, remaining on my left (dream attention orientation, as I sleep on my left side). I do not see the house as a place of significance, and my dream self only vaguely realizes that it is an illusory model of a place I had once lived. There is little of my conscious self identity that remains extant.

We are to meet with a man who is over a hundred years old, known only as General. Another man who is about a hundred years old arrives first. The four of us briefly appraise each other. I marvel at how wrinkled their faces are. I nod to General, addressing him solely and lightly with “General.” He does not seem to suspect I am not the old man. I feel comfortable in my fictitious role. He had stepped from a back room of the house, perhaps the kitchen in assuming that this fake house was somewhat like the original. The other man had come in from outside. My dream self’s attention does not focus on the porch setting as the nexus within liminal space; that virtual bridge which I had entered thousands of times in previous dreams since early childhood. Despite “General” being a military association with the preconscious and interconsciousness simulacra, I do not anticipate dominance by their presence. We go out into the backyard. It seems to be late morning. I am holding a large irregular stick in my left hand.

We all have walking sticks, but the groom’s sacred stick is just beyond the backyard in a cluster of trees. In reality, this would have been our neighbor’s backyard, which was divided from ours by a small fence.

As I am walking, the other end of my stick, still being used with my left hand, somehow gets stuck between two small cages (the bottom of one and the top of the other). I am not sure if they contain any animals. A big cloth is covering them. It takes me a few minutes to pull it out. The man who had been with me, the first one, seems slightly annoyed and moves to help me, but the stick is already out.

Liminal awareness had established that I was sleeping on my left arm in an uncomfortable position, which became a factor of my dream’s scenario, altering its potential. My dream self absentmindedly points this out, with the stick, where my essence is, beneath the cloth (bed sheet) and asleep, my waking self “caged” within the virtual lattice of physicality.

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So many dreams about Turkey. Here is another one.

I'm underground with some others. Going to a bridge. Come to a bridge base which is underground. I tell the other person, that some bridges allow you to climb and walk over the top of it, like the one in Sydney. This one had a steep incline and I was thinking we gonna slide off. But the surface was bumpy, and another person showed me how we are not going to slide down, when he slid down on purpose, but stopped by itself.

We got up and others were already waiting. A simple wooden door. I knew Istanbul is behind it. The door opened and it was raining. I had a feeling that it was some kind of a portal, because where we were standing, we were not in Turkey.

I asked others if any of them visited Istanbul before and few of them raised there hands. They agreed with me, how beautiful the city is, and I was happy I will be able to show the others, be their guide.

As we crossed the door, it was night. I was telling them that when we get to a city square, there were be a soldier in ceremonial dress and he is super nice and friendly.

There were other things we were going to look at.