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Got to bed before midnight! Yes! A fairly nice night of dreaming, too. Noticed wakings, realized I had woken (in several cases directly from dreams). Up at about 4-5 hours for bathroom break. Right back to sleep. Set strong intention before bed. Did red pearl in throat visualization falling asleep at bedtime. Early recall vague.

Early:

+ I'm pooping in a stall open to the room in a public bathroom. The water level in the toilet is odd, it's now up to the rim, it's overflowing? Eek! I'm doing my business and things are "moving along," and I notice a guy standing at a sink nearby. Things get clogged and I have to reach back behind me and start pulling it out, yuck. The toilet is clogged and I have to ask for something to unplug it with.

Middle:

+ Adventure theme. I save a girl from automatically closing blast doors (that slam down from the ceiling to the floor). I'm standing under them worrying about them closing and jump out of the way to the left just in time. The girl still has her foot caught and flattened a bit by the door.

+ Athletics: stretching with two other people (guy and a girl?). It's all about running fast and starting out quickly at the beginning. We're doing an exercise on the ground that involves pushing ourselves up and getting pulled by the friends. It's hard but I push myself up (on one arm?) and reach my other arm out, it's taken by the friends, and I pull myself up using that the rest of the way.

+ In an underground house complex set down from the street. I'm walking back (after the athletics above?) to the stairway. I see a guy I remember (son of the family who lives there?) lounging lying/sitting on the stairway with another person lying intimately on top of him. I'm trying to determine the gender of the second person, blonde hair, fair features, I decide it's a guy. "Yeah, I always thought he [first guy] was gay." Moving on, I go up the stairs to an upstairs hallway, (and am hanging out with some girls?)

Later:

+ [long, vivid] I'm visiting the house of a huge family. Multiple generations of families live in this massive house. I'm looking for a bathroom and I head upstairs. I'm having trouble finding a bathroom and this is getting exasperating, how hard could it be? I open a door in a wall that I see reveals a parallel hallway to the one I'm in, and I think these are the "private quarters" hallway only for the families who live there. I see a far-along pregnant woman in that hallway who indicates that's off-limits to me, and points me to a bathroom in my hallway. I find a room with sinks in front of a mirror but it turns out to be a kitchen? There is a plate with a slice of pizza [DREAMSIGN] on it and I think about eating it?

+(f) I walk past a kitchen counter (with stove?) of a house and turn the corner and I'm in an outdoor market. I'm thinking about this house being in the market.

+ Outdoors, night/dark, walking down a sidewalk, I encounter a (female?) police officer dressed fully in a heavy set of gear, with many things on her utility belt, walking the other way. I come to an intersection and am waiting for a walk indicator but notice that there are no working lights in the traffic light on the street. Continuing on a man walking the same way as me. I notice a group off to the right of people sitting at outdoor tables and I head in their direction. I see a pretty girl sitting at one of the tables, she has long, blonde hair. I do a nose pinch and keep walking towards the table. WAIT...could I breathe just then? Do another nose pinch, it's a bit ambiguous, but air moves so I conclude I'm dreaming. I approach the girl sitting at the table (and she's bald now? I don't care). I tell/will her to get up on the table and pull down her pants and say "show us your (ahem)". Her parents are at the table and say she doesn't have to do that. I lose lucidity shortly after that and don't recall the rest...

#506 - DEILD - 12:11AM

I have a moment where I am in between dream and wake. I'm not quite sure if it's another In-Dream-WILD or an actual DEILD. I relax and rely on "muscle memory" to effortlessly transition.

Apparently, my alternate self has been sleeping the back of a 50's model Buick. I am in some show room full of classic cars. Not being particularity interested, I pass them by and enter a big open room like some sort of carpeted gymnasium. The place feels familiar like something from my past. I am so excited to be in a lucid dream that I let out a big whooping shout as I explore the area.

There is a spot with some benches and I see my mother sitting there. Next my younger sister and my brother materialize in adjacent seats. We've had tensions in waking life and I feel the desire to avoid them, but I decide they showed up for a reason. I approach them all and for some reason, I great them with a handshake. No one speaks so I feel like I don't have to deal with whatever my subC is throwing at me. I move on....
"Hey Mike." It's my sister.
I sigh and turn around, "What do you want?"
My sister blandly states that my mother 'really wants my company'. I guess really need to call my parents in waking life. I nod and turn to the spot where my mother is setting, but she has vanished. Sweet, I don't have to talk to some robotic representation of my family anymore. I'm totally off the hook here! As I rush away from the area the dream fades.

I remain focused and transition back into the dream state actively climbing back out that same Buick. This time the cars disappear and I am some cheaply rendered deep space nebula field. I move on and I renter the gymnasium. This time the dream fades for good.

16 March 2017

The overseers had made a mistake. Leaving a bunch of inexperienced and overzealous 20 somethings alone in a room full of expensive space equipment was quite possibly the most dangerous thing that they could have done. Even more so since one of them had left one of the starships up and running. I don't remember what we were doing there nor do I have a clear idea as to whom exactly I was with I just remember that we were all young, we were all foolish, and that starship was calling out to us; daring us to try and resist temptation. Of course, we didn't resist. How could we? We entered into the ship, took our seats and, in no time at all, we were airborne. What happens next is rather fuzzy. I remember us being in space and flying past planets but I do not remember which ones nor do I remember who was flying. We eventually made it to a planet that was orbiting a star other than our own. I remember the planet was gray and covered in ridges. In spite of its appearance, we found that not only was it capable of sustaining life but it was inhabited but sapient beings. This was according to our readings. Obviously, we were curious and so, like the eager fools we were, we set a course to land on the planet without calling down to ask permission to land, without letting the locals know we were there, and without considering the consequences.

We crash landed on the surface and realized something strange about the planet. The entire surface appeared to be made of metal. All of those ridges that we saw from above were deeper and more numerous than we realized. Also, they weren't just ridges, they were valleys and crevasses that were lined with houses, pipes, and wires. As a matter of fact, no one seemed to reside outside of these valleys. While there was air on the planet, there was no blue sky. There was no sky at all! As we explored, we began to realize that this was not a real planet. It was an artificial planet that had been built to sustain life. We eventually came to a radial valley in the center of which was a huge cylindrical tower that seemed to be home to several apartment residents. One of them met us and warned us to hide lest they find us. We didn't know what he was talking about but we went ahead and heeded his warning. I do not remember exactly what happened thereafter but I do have vague recollections of hiding from the guards, whom I noticed were dressed like skull kids from The Legend of Zelda**. I remember seeing our ship hidden within the cylindrical tower. Apparently, the residents had somehow managed to hide it in there. I remember it looking really beaten up from the crash and wondering how we were going to got off this planet.

In time we learned about the planet's origin. The residents were human and were the descendants of pilgrims who had left earth to build this planet. We also learned that this planet was essentially home to one huge cult that worshiped the moon (I'm not sure which moon). At first, everyone there believed in the teachings of the cult but now the current leader was corrupted and the whole place was under the control of an oppressive regime. If they were to find us, we would be forced to join their cult and live here until the day we died. Obviously, we did not want this. The residents agreed to help us escape and go home.

Over time we came to make friends with a young resident named 'Morty.' I don't remember much about him, I just remember that I really liked him, everyone did. One day, Morty mouthed off to one of the guards and he was killed. I remember how angry and sad everyone felt. Morty's death was a tragedy that stuck with us throughout the duration of our time on that planet. It was also enough to strike fear back into the hearts of the citizens as it reminded everyone what the regime was capable of.

Finally, the time came for us to make our escape, the ship was fixed and we were ready to go back home. We were only hundreds of feet off the surface when we began to think about the people down below. We began to think about the friends we had made and about how they were trapped. But, most importantly, we began to think about Morty and what he had died for. He died doing what everyone wished they could do. He died standing up to the regime. We realized that it would be wrong to leave these people behind. We knew that the leader of the planetary cult would be at the tower that day. We turned around went back down and started shooting! We exited the ship, guns blazing, shouting, "Revenge for Morty! Revenge for Morty!" Everyone was emboldened by our display of rebellion and pretty soon, all of the residents began chanting along with us "Revenge for Morty! Revenge for Morty!" It was an all-out battle between us and the cult guards. Unfortunately, it was a battle that we lost. We were all captured and brought before the cult leader. He promised to allow us to live and "let" us join his "glorious movement." They were about to begin a ceremony that would welcome us into their cult and assure that we stay there forever. I couldn't take it anymore. I was absolutely fuming. Morty was dead, these people would remain under the thumb of the regime and now we were trapped there with them. Without thinking, I went and attacked the cult leader only to be inevitably stopped by the guards. The leader seemed amused by my feeble attempt and went on to boast about how glorious his planet was and about how it would prosper under the movement.

I awoke in my bed, the cult leader's voice still echoing in the background. I could still hear him as though he were right there with me in my bedroom. Boasting about the glory of his broken cause.

**The previous weekend I had been at an anime convention where I came across several skull kid cosplayers.

I had a long, involved dream that just kept getting weirder and scarier last night. My wife, mother, son and mother were (in waking life) staying with some friends at a dude ranch near our home. My son had a little cold, so he was waking up every 2 hours or so, giving me plenty of chances to WBTB. Try as I might, I couldn't quite drag my critical mind into the dream state.

Towards morning I dreamed I was in Denver, trying to travel west through downtown to a specific bar. It was very dark, both physically and in terms of feeling, and there were all these trips sideshow type people or beings around, like two guys in red and black leather juggling, or a very tall, skinny figure on a tall, victorian era bicycle, dressed like the grim reaper and wearing a top hat. Some of the figures would try to intimidate me, others would just kind of get in my way to slow me down.

I finally arrived at the bar I was headed to. The bar itself was very tall, like 6 feet. I had to climb up into a barstool. Prince (the artist formerly known as "the artist formerly known as prince") was using the center of the bar as a stage and performing songs so lewd they deeply offended me. There were two bartenders to either side of him, serving drinks in time with the music, as part of the show. I had one drink, but was so disgusted by the lyrics that I decided to leave. The bill was $6.50, so I dug out a 5, a $2 bill and a 1, and left them on the bar. The bartender snatched up a mortgage slip from my wallet and demanded I sign it over to him. I declined and left.

I arrived at another bar and was telling a friend how offensive the Prince show had been. I saw Robert Downy jr. glaring at me from across the bar, and realized that I had offended the Hollywood set, and had better run for it. The door was locked and I couldn't get out, until a young couple got up from their table and went to the door. I hung back casually, figuring I'd follow them out. The man pushed the emergency exit sign like it was a button, and the door opened. The couple went back to their table, and I ran for it.

Back in the street, I saw the same weird/scary figures I'd seen before, and turned a corner to avoid them. At this point, the dream looked like that scribbly, jerky animation you sometimes see. A figure was approaching me with a bunch of shadows on leashes, obviously to get me. At this point (finally) I thought "hey, this is impossible. I'm dreaming". I flew up to avoid the shadows, then decided I had better do something about the jerky animation thing. I landed and tried turning around a few times, until the scene became clear. It was morning, and I was walking under an elevated street or a bridge or something. I tried to manifest a pretty girl, without success, then saw 3 cops seated at a table int he middle of the street. Thinking I had better try something interesting, I ran/flew at them and tried to kick one with a mighty kick, but missed, and awoke, flailing, in bed.

In retrospect, it was like the dream was getting crazier and less plausible as it went on, trying to tell me I was dreaming.

Good day!

I am new to this forum, I have had a couple series of dreams for the past few months now and I am struggling to fall asleep.

Ok let me first give you background of myself.

I am currently 23 years old living in South Africa, I work for a transportation company and I have recently moved from JHB to Durban with the company, I am living with my girlfriend (19).

These dreams repeat themselves.

Ok let’s start.

1. I have a dream where I am walking home from a shop and I see people casing after me, as soon as I want to start running it’s like my body doesn't want to move and I am stuck in slow motion, it feels like this goes on for approx. 10mins, eventually I will be caught up to and they would pull a gun on me, i would be screaming but nothing would come out, once the bullet hits my head I can feel a sharp pain and everything goes fuzzy and I wake up crying.

2. I have a dream where I stand on the twin towers (No idea why that building), I stand at the edge and I keep looking down I hear a voice calling me and I jump off the building, this dream has two versions, I either hit the ground and then I wake up in bed short of breath, or I Hit the ground and I’m kind of paralyzed but I can scream, I lay there screaming in pain and people walk past like they don't see me, eventually I can feel the pain becoming too much and I wake up.

3. I have a dream where I dive into a pool, as I dive in everything is ok, as soon as I open my eyes in the water I can’t seem to find the top or bottom of the pool and it’s like I’m in the middle of the ocean with just water around me, I keep on struggling and I can feel I’m struggling to breath, my head starts paining, just before I drown completely I wake up

4. I have a dream where I am in my bedroom sleeping, I wake up in my dream and it is dead quite, the walls all turn into like clay and they start caving in on me from all four sides, I try to run through the house to escape but the one door doesn't want to open, all the walls start slowly pushing up against me and I wake up.

5. I have a dream (This one is very weird and seems to happen a lot), I wake up as normal in my dream and go about, I am surprisingly very happy, I get undressed to get into the shower but I notice I have boobs... it’s like it’s weird for me to know I am another gender but in my dream I go on as if I was born a female, I shower and get ready, I wear jeans, a nice pair of boots, a long sleeve jersey and I do my makeup and hair, I go out and I meet up with friends ( I have never met them in real life) basically the day goes by and I go to bed and sleep, when I go to sleep is when I will wake up in real life.

6. I have a dream where I am walking and I get called to a side by a man and lady, they welcome me into their home and they then tie me up, the come out with jars of various body parts, They then inject me with something and I can’t feel anything, they start cutting me up and sewing new ears and lips an changing my hair and basically turning me into someone else, at the end I heal up very fast but before I can see what I look like I wake up, Another version they have changed my gender, I am released and no one knows me but at the end I feel happy and start a new life.

7. This one I am at a part on a double story building, kind of falls in place with the twin towers, I stand on a balcony and I get pushed over, I fall down and I can’t move in pain, people would laugh and keep on moving stepping on me as they walk.

8. I have a dream where I am meeting up with my girlfriend at a festival, I see her in the distance with another guy, when I get closer she won’t talk to me and leaves with the guy and continues like I’m crazy and she’s not doing anything wrong, she kisses him in front of me and I’m left heartbroken.

9. I dream I am sleeping but my spirit is hovering over my body, I start walking around as a Ghost, I end up in a girl’s room, she is also hovering over her body, she sees me and we start talking when she has the Idea that we change bodies for a day, I let her follow me to my body and she falls in, when I get to her body I try to fall in and take over but it doesn’t want to work, another version I get it right and as soon as I hit in her body I wake up.

These are all repeating dreams over and over, some I have had for a few years and some a few months, these are the only dreams I know of.

I know it’s very weird but I need someone to try tell me what these mean.

1. I am climbing a tree which is growing upside down. Either that, or this is a world where reverse-gravity is in effect and I am grasping the limbs for dear life. If I let go, gravity will pull me up and I will "fall" into the sky and into deep space ad infinitum. I am with two other people. They are also holding on to the branches for dear life.

2. I am driving a vintage old car, like a 1920's Ford. It has a crank-shaft. The cabin only has room for one; it resembles a dragster. Some hot Spanish girls pull up beside me in a modern car. The driver gets out and walks over to a bunch of gang-members. She tells them in Spanish I've been "giving her attention". A gang member grabs a pipe and starts walking towards me. I run back to my vintage car and also pick up a pipe from the front seat and turn to face him. Recall fades.

Dreamt 2/16/2017

night of March 19

I was visiting a family. They were either distant relatives or family friends. I knew them but not well. I stayed for a night. The home was out in a desert basin. Flat as far as the eye could see with a range of mountains in th distance. Their own little oasis. They had a large home for a large family. A few children or maybe grandchildren were there. At one point they showed me their basement downstairs. It was their play area-- for reading or board games and other fun. The kids would take their iPads and laptops down there to play as well.

The next morning I was getting ready to leave. I was sad about going. They asked if I wanted to eat some ice cream before I left. Then joked it was hours to the closest ice cream shop and they didn't have any there. They also seemed reluctant to have me go. We were standing out by my rental car. The mother said something about a realtor or someone coming to look at the house. Someone of authority. Not exactly welcome.

About that time we heard an engine whining in the distance. Really being pushed. Sound carried across the flat land. We all looked at each other a bit puzzled. It was around that time we heard what sounded like a canon going off. We saw 10-15 trails go in to the sky. It was early morning or dusk-- the sky was relatively dark. These red trails like fireworks streaked up in to th sky. And then in the distance-- hundreds of miles, we saw a bright orange cloud lift from the ground. It was mushroom shaped. And the mood changed dramatically. And the whine of that engine in the distance was more ominous.

About that time one of the red dots in the sky impacted near the mountain range and we saw the cloud racing acrossed the desert. "Get inside!" Screeched the father and we all ran toward the door. I don't remember how, but next thing I knew we were inside holding lanterns and climbing down in to the basement. In case the lights went out.

I was with the young kids and ushering them in, cooing and promising it would be alright. And then we waited. The kids realized first that the internet was down. We hadn't even heard anything.

We sat down in the basement and wondered what it was like upstairs. Eventually we opened the door and looked out. The house was dark. With nightfall. But there was an orange glow coming from outside. Several windows were broken and there were holes in the curtains covering them. It was like glowing embers lit the night sky. We then wondered what happened to the person in the vehicle coming and heard a voice from the couch say "I'm right here".

Everything was covered in soot and ash and outside the world was orange and burned.

I'm standing in front of a wall. There is a hole in the wall, like a window but no glass. The hole is cobwebbed and I try to clean it with a stick. After removing them all I see a lord of the rings being. A howl army of them appears. That makes me lucid. I'm flying to look for a city. Some skyscrapers appear and it looks like a really big city.I'm landing there at a street. Now it looks like my tiny home town. I cant find a busy street so I#m hovering around till I find the main street of my home tome. There are lots of cars. I take a little boy and help him to cross the street. He looks at me and saith in English "succeeded". I wonder what to do now. I decide to read a book. Next to me is the bookstore like in RL. I'm enter and pick a book. It's written in Spanish and capitals. It's something about water. I'm going to pick another one but than I woke up.

Hi everyone!

I remember parts of my dream last night!

I was actually myself, and I was at this strange fair with an old acquaintance. We went on this ride, that was like a rocket, we were to be enclosed and shot off into the sky. It felt like a game of space invaders, with a slight difference, you had to shoot the bad aliens, and leave the goo aliens alone..!

That's what I remember of that one, and then;

I had a dream of talking to a few people from my old work, about how I'm doing with finding a new job. (At the moment I'm unemployed.) Can't really remember much about what was being said though..!

Those are the dreams I remember from last night..!

Time Dilation Failed Attempt

I became Lucid flying somewhere. I wanted to try time Dilation right away since most of my lucids last only a minute or so. I flew down until i felt my hand on the ground. I looked at my hand and a space in between my fingers. I didn't count the spaces but I closed one eye. I stared at one spot where my hand was and started counting. Right away I noticed a difference. Water poured from my sleeve all over my hand as I counted. At around 16 water was covering my eyes and everything was going black. When that happened I grabbed again for the ground with my hand and felt it briefly before i drifted off to somewhere else.

Note: I should be incorporating DEILD here. As for time Dilation I will try closing one eye and resume counting up the spaces between my fingers. If that doesn't work I'll put my hand on a clock and try

Dog Walking

I leave my house with my dog on a leash. I am almost lucid but two native guys distract me. They are on my street asking Passerbys for smokes. I don't want to give any away so i keep walking. Two other guys say they can't give any away but they can sell a pack right now. The other guy is like, "screw that I don't wanna pay for smokes just give me one." but the other guys keep walking. I turn the corner and tell my dog buddy to run. We run quick and turn into an alleyway which leads to a park.

Halfway through the park i can hear the bums talking loudly, It sounds like they are still looking and I am trying to avoid them. It sounds like they are entering the park from the main street so i Quickly walk to the end of the park where a paved walkway is that leads to another park. The other entrance is obscured by boards. On the other side a tall woman with brown hair is playing with her baby. she looks at me and kind of smiles. Me and Buddy can't get past the boards and I can hear the bums coming up from behind. It's here the dream ends.

City

I'm with a group of people. We are supposed to board a transit train or something, many people are dressed up in some jerseys, maybe for a race or something. We are in a bathroom I am doing my thing and some lady comes in and yells that the train is leaving NOW. I leave right away and seemed to have kind of pissed on myself, but not much.

Then I am on a train with my brother. Some guy is also there and a brown haired girl. Some other woman was there who seemed familiar maybe raven. We are talking about the city and she was saying that we should get off at a certain stop, There's a mall there but it's not much populated, so it's asy to get around and do things. I say good idea.

I forgot where I got off but the girl with short brown hair and her boyfriend run off. My brother says i have to get them to come back before we leave, because he has to drive us somewhere. Somehow I am in a wierd vehicle of my own a small sled? dunno but it goes pretty fast. I wind up in an apartment area near night time still following the people. I hear the girl call my name, and she says She is not coming with us. She starts to talk more but I have no time for that so I take off in my eird vehicle which is a string i am holding which somehow slides across snow. It doesn't seem to work after a while and I ewake up.

EXT. HARBOUR - DAY

I'm riding alone in a small ferry boat (like an Aquabus plying the waters of False Creek in Vancouver). The boat is travelling very fast; its motor races. I know without being told that the boat is under remote control--controlled by a pirate. He is kidnapping me and bringing me to the cove where he is hiding.

For no particular reason that I remember, I gain lucidity and look around at my surroundings. A firetruck is being transported--upside-down--in a barge on flimsy scaffolding.

My boat runs aground but continues racing in a straight line, its speed unchecked, on the land parallel to the water line. People are on the beach. I begin to plan how, if need be, I will defend myself from ruffians when the ferry reaches its destination.

Two months ago:

In a room, wooden. Seemed like it was up high, on a mountain side. Something about the light. Golden sunlight beams passing through windows in the far wall opening.
A man, a man I read many books of and visited his grave stands and looks to his left, my right.

Adjacent to him is what must be at large table yet it is full of overflowing plants. Thick, bushy with sage green leaves over the sides.
The plants are covered in small white flowers. Slightly yellow, yet very soft colours.

He just stands, points and smiles and looks again at the flowers.

We walk a while by them, looking.

Nothing is said.

Two days ago:

After eating organic forest honey and drinking apple juice, sparse diet all day, rice, raisins, honey. Deeper meditation than normal. Very potent Attention maintained, almost painful, into sleep as was intention. Corpse posture and apple juice before going to sleep and some water. Solitude for six hours before retiring. Candles and quiet.

Undefined dream. Massive realisation. I awoke not remembering what I had just seen although I knew, somewhere, somehow what I had experienced. Very,very unusual.. Highly energised coming out of sleep. More so than normal. Main reason for seeking lucid dreaming experiences or developing this talent.

I am standing above a courtyard in a small village with white washed stone walls. Central, in the courtyard stands a very large oak tree.
On the ground below a huge, jet black gorilla is roaming about, agitated. Around 2.5 metres tall, stocky, square shaped.

I feel there should be fear yet I shrug it off as it is unnecessary. Consider levitating down into the branches of the tree yet think it will be both showing off and revealing too much, so I jump.

My feet land in the tree extremely solidly without any imbalance onto a thick branch in the middle. I look around and walk off, floating to the floor softly, with a quiet chuckle.

I know the gorilla is about yet am unconcerned and walk to the houses surrounding the courtyard. The people I find are all, heads down and busy, yet looking very troubled and disturbed. One is an old friend,
hunched over, possibly washing or mending something. She just shakes her head and I don't want to push anything. I feel a wave of sadness, briefly.
I leave them alone. Although wish to notify them of the gorilla yet there is no point doing so.

Walking down a narrow corridor with paint falling off of the walls in patches. Pink and grey. Litter and bits of wood are on the floor. I feel slightly claustrophobic and again throw the feeling off.

Passing into sunlight, I finally stand on a balcony where I started, sit and watch the tree.

I'm in the world of Game of Thrones. I'm a young girl with very long blonde hair. I follow Ned Stark. We are on an island and some weird cult is giving us a tour. There's a place of worship, some sort of crypt. We are not allowed to go underground into the crypt, since their goddess is buried there. We pray outside, or the cult people do. The group moves on, but I stay behind with Ned. Ned takes his sword and hits a small effigy. It violently bursts into flames when Ned's greatsword, Ice, strikes it. This confirms Ned's fears. His sword burns the unholy and corrupt. Ned gently touches the banners of the cult that are on the side of the path. They burn away too.

We join the other group at a large building. We are led into a building. I'm starting to panic a bit. We have to get out of there somehow, and fast. The building is full of guards and we are ordered to strip and go into cages. I can barely fit into the cage. I feel extremely uncomfortable and I know I'm walking to my death, but there doesn't seem to be any way out at the moment.

Scene changes. I'm in a city that reminds me of Aladdin. The cult's guards ambush me and my friends. They are massive dark blue constructs. Their entire bodies are metal, puppets of some necromancer maybe? They spin incredibly fast and hit us with their bodies. I barely avoid their attacks. My friends have no way to fight. A sword breaks against their armor. I want to fight and alter the dream to make it possible. Armor appears around me. I make it durable, but elastic so it can absorb hits from these guards. Small spikes appear on the armor. I think about the power fist in Fallout games and give my armor similar gas powered punches. Time to fight. I throw a punch and the armor works. It protects me, but the spinning construct doesn't seem hurt. More guards show up. These are just normal men, but they have lightning spears. I don't have time to adapt and they take me down.

Morning of March 19, 2017. Sunday.

Dream #: 18,353-03. Reading Time: 1 min 38 sec.



Ben Walton (as from the fifth or sixth season of “The Waltons”) finds a litter of bulldog puppies in a large basket near the end of an alley. There is a male that has unusual markings. I am not sure if someone else is still looking after them (though Ben may have bought the puppy).

Before getting the puppy, Ben performed calculations and concluded that once an adult, it would produce offspring, possibly with the same markings, with a pedigree, even though it would technically be a mongrel. It will supposedly make him rich.

Later, there is a scene where Erin and Ben Walton are playing a game at a small table. They appear to be gambling with boxes of drinking straws. Ben has about six straws (which seems to mean he is losing), and Erin has two.

Erin finds some notebook paper with Ben’s writing and somehow understands that he was using a calculation to gain an unfair advantage (even though he was losing in this case) regarding the supposedly special puppy. She starts complaining about his selfishness and supposed cheating.

He reminds her of the supposed proverb “Visit yourself before you visit someone else.“ It supposedly means that you should look at your faults or limitations before finding fault with others. It turns out that his calculations were incorrect and the puppy will not make him rich after all.

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My dream changes into an unrelated scene. Nancy (with Ronald) Reagan (July 6, 1921-March 6, 2016) is on an airplane flight to California, traveling from somewhere west, going over the Pacific Ocean. She is going to have and raise two of our babies (possibly male and female). I do not consider how outrageous that is. I believe that Zsuzsanna and I will be able to meet them one day (when they will only then learn that we are their real parents).

I watch a monitor near the top of a wall in an unfamiliar building. It has four digits in an LED display that require reading from right to left. The original value is “0 0 3 1” at one point (to be read as “1 3 0 0”). I wait in anticipation because it is supposed to read as “1 1 0 0”, which it soon does. It means that she had one baby, and then two hours later, the other one. (There is skewed logic whereby “two hours” is subtracted from the three to read as one baby.)

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