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I remember having been in movie theaters before in dreams. This time it was a theater similar to one I'd been in in a dream, not in real life.

I was in the theater, no movie was on, no one's in the theater. It's dark, it's big, it has three sections of seats. I walk up to where the screen is and go behind it. It's like a walk in freezer/refrigerator where they keep all the concession things. I look around and find (of all things) milk. There's tons of gallons of milk and little single serving milks. There's also like candy and popcorn and things, but no one is back there.

So, not a full blown dream, but I'm glad that I'm remembering more and I have to get better about putting things in the journal in the morning.

I've had a few dreams lately that featured someone I haven't seen in ~10 years. The odd part is that it started very recently within the last month, and each time I wake up, I'm left wondering where are they now.

So ~10 years ago I went to a daycare center as I was ~12 years old. For a while, there was a kid there named Isaiah, who was ~2-3 years old, who would sit on my lap in the mornings and watch TV. It became almost ritualistic. I got there before him, the TV was usually playing a movie, I sat down and waited for him. When he got there, he smiled at me and ran to my lap. Sometimes we tickled each other, we were kids, only I was ~10 years older than him.

Out of the blue one day I remembered him. I didn't wonder where he was, but I did wonder why we stopped hanging out together at daycare. Were we forced to sit apart? Did I do something wrong and I don't remember? Did he avoid me, or did I avoid him? Just a handful of questions. I shrugged them off. He probably doesn't remember me anyways.

I can't remember the other dreams off the top of my head, but I do remember he was in them, because I woke up wondering where he was and what he looked like now.

So the dream went like this:

I was on a school bus to my elementary school. We took a different way into the school to get off the bus, a back road, rather than the standard dropoff point. I first saw him by himself off the bus, and he saw me. I got off the bus and he comes to me and sits on my lap (and I'm in my early 20s, he would be ~12-13). I got a better look at him, or her. It was hard to figure it out. He had like a turquoise bob-style haircut, but it wasn't masculine or feminine, it was genderless. He also had a mix of masculine and feminine features, and assume he was genderless (but for readability, I'm going to refer to him as a he). He took me inside the gym and kinda led the way. He was running into friends in there, but all his friends were girls, and it was at this time that he acted more feminine than masculine, not homosexually feminine, more like he was a teenage girl. He didn't say much to me the rest of the dream. In fact he pretty much ignored me. He spent the time with the friends his age, and when I did try play with him, he told me to stop, and at that point I walked out of the gym.

The rest of the dream didn't involve him and didn't take place at the school, but I still woke up wondering what his life is like now, and what he looks like. Tried Facebook a few days ago, no luck, also, it would be pretty weird for a 20 something guy to be looking for a 12 year old boy whom he met ~10 years ago.

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2016-10-06

+ PTL garden & plants
+ playing and stringing guitar, trying to play "Hero" by Family of the Year. I can hear the intro in my head and I start to place my fingers but the strings have all come off.
+ job, office, CC, sit on tree trunk, McDonald's
+ bag stolen, chase thief, get bag back, are my wallet and passport there?
+ changing channels/scenes on some adult video which I'm watching with my parents, I feel very uncomfortable watching it with them, I can't find a non-NSFW scene, one scene is just the faces of a man and a woman facing the camera, sort of gnome-like faces with large, cartoon-shaped oblong noses, it just lasts a second.

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2016-10-07

+ [forgotten]

+ star trek / star wars / lightsaber battle, the beams are thick and wide (cylindrical), and bendable (with magnets?), holster many on left hip, then holster an open super sharp jackknife, it cuts the top of my left leg at the hip, both an entrance and exit slice wound. Starts bleeding profusely. I sit down in calf-deep water and apply direct pressure to stop the bleeding, then I'm telling a friend of the important of direct pressure in first aid to stop bad bleeding.

+ some guests are smoking: lowbrow redneck types. I find stubbed out cigarette and cigar butts on the sides of the furniture. I pick up a cigar stub and take a sniff to smell it.

+ flying from CH neighborhood: parade balloon figures lit by spot lights. I feel like I may be able to fly if I believe I can and I just try to take off. I take a running start and jump up superman style, and surprise, I can fly! I notice the lights below me changing in perspective as I move. I fly towards a giant female balloon dressed in super tight leggings with a very visible camel toe

+ at a downtown intersection, with a gun (revolver) in my left hand, leaning out the window (?), pointing the gun at some guy's head, cocking back the hammer, but not shooting, I release the hammer back. Police woman comes up, there is a girl in the crosswalk who falls down and her top falls down revealing her left breast, she falls backwards and hits the ground on her back and her whole boob pops out and it really bounces around. A police officer is sitting on her chest? The female officer is questioning me and I continually say I released the hammer and did not shoot that guy.

+ scene from PTL, there's a fire drill, a patio door [FALSE] on the front walk to the front door (side of living room) is open and many people are helping and moving through the house. My kids helped with using a water hose on a the (fake?) fire?

Many scenes in childhood home and neighborhood:

+ street gate and Latvian Asian (L's) neighbors on the driveway)
On the crossroads of S & F outside CH, on the park side of F, I close a portable gate (about 1.5m tall) made from wire across the entire street, closing it. I think this is good (for some reason). and that cars coming this way will stop and turn back and go another way. I walk back to my house. Then I think at night, people may wack into this fence, so maybe it's not a great idea. I also visualize the L's neighbors trying to get into and out of their steep driveway and that this fence would be in their way and they'll complain. Then The L's (both husband and wife) and standing in front of me, I'm a few steps down our steep driveway facing the street, and the husband is talking and I don't understand him. It's some foreign language. I say "I'm sorry, I don't understand Asian languages, are you speaking Mandarin? Or Japanese?" He answers, "It's Latvian, I'm from Latvia." I say "oh shame on me for not recognizing a slavic langauge." Something about his wife working for a Latvian law firm?

+ in sister's room, my wife/girlfriend [FALSE] has invited many strangers in odd clothing (costumes?) into our home. I think they could steal stuff. I tell her (girlfriend/wife), she's standing right in front of me and I'm looking down at her face, sternly, that "you brought these people here, you need to take care of them." But then I'm sitting on a bed there in the room and there are girls and guys sitting on other beds around the room, and I call them by their name and assign them to sleep in particular beds. One guy to my right I don't remember his ame, "What's your name?", I think I will sleep here on the bed I'm sitting on. Then I visualize my bedroom next door, with the 2-3 [2 IWL] twin beds, and think my childhood friend will take one bed and I should take the other so we could talk about the old days far into the night.

+ in the living room with young grandpa and grandma: I see him as I come down the stairs and turn to the hall towards the back porch. I notice he looks very young, he has no gray hair

+ out the door of the back porch on the deck by the stairs to the back yard: my small electronic organ is there and I'm preparing to play the opening to "Arthur's Theme" by Christopher Cross. I can't get the opening right. I can't remember the exact notes I need to play. I know the sound and rhythm, but I can't get more than a few notes into it before I need to go and get the music for it. As I leave the keyboard another guy comes up and starts playing it perfectly right away and I feel humiliated. Then he starts banging on a key which he says is sticking, over and over. I"m looking through a music book but can't find the piece there. I return t the deck and the organ has been put aside and people are saying how someone shot (ping pong or gols balls?) into the Halloween cauldron that is over the fence in the neighbor's yard.

My son is sitting with his (slight older) girlfriend in chairs there on the deck, and she is feeding with small treats and encouraging him to eat.

1) Watching someone wearing some amazing new shoe (it was like watching an advert) slide down some mud, the shoe was being used like a ski, the camera panned in close to the shoe to show how amazing it was. Then the man ran towards his motorbike and set off on it. He was going very fast and I watched as he rode off.

2) At a new educational centre - it was being built. I was carrying a long strip light inside the building, I walked through a doorway that had the long strips of plastic hanging down being careful with the striplight. Everything was being built very fast and I could see several alrge rooms, one was all about cookery, the next one was IT. Then I was in the building with my children and it had been completed - my daughter was in the IT area playing with computers.
Next I was sat in a chair controlling a video camera that was on a long boom, I was watching pictures of the IT area looking down on it. I zoomed in to find someone. Then I brought the camera back down and realised that I had not taken the lens cap off properly. I cleaned the lens with a tissue.

3) At a table with 2 men they were talking about martial arts and how they could train me.

A *lot* of dreams this night... I briefly woke after every one, but couldn't be bothered to write them down every time, so I only recall the last... somewhat.

One involved me, inside a very large, old and abandoned factory. I was faced by a dinosaur, much resembling a Tyrannosaur, but something told me (a hypnagogic thought) it was something else (an Allosaurus?). I stood nailed to the ground. For a second, I wondered if it was one of those dinosaurs that couldn't see you if you stood still (that's a Jurassic Park myth, by the way), but while I was thinking that, I was already fleeing. I managed to get some distance between me and the beast (several large rooms away, separated from each other by large garage doors). I frantically looked for a place to hide. Oh, and I was an 8-year old boy, and I had a little sister who was also there. Anyway, I hid in some kind of box. The box was very small, and I barely fit in there. I was 'folded up' double, and even then I barely fit. I felt like this would be too easy if it worked. I felt like the plot would require something going wrong. And as I thought this, the box fell over! While this happened, I heard the soundtrack of the dream... Anyway, the dinosaur came in, and it did not find me. That's all I remember of this dream.

In the next one, I was captured by Islamic terrorists. They wanted to remove my medical bracelet. They stabbed me in the arm with something (not a knife, something resembling a pen?), to try and rip it off...

This dream featured me breaking into some kind of facility, and killing guards who got in my way. I used a pistol on most of them, quickly dispatching them with headshots. Then I got to a long corridor, where I was attacking by a pretty tall and muscular guy. For some reason I could not use my pistol, so I pulled out a knife and fought him that way. I ended up stabbing him pretty brutally in the neck (and in his body, I stabbed him several times)... which wasn't easy because he had the size advantage. While this was happening, I had visions of events that were happening in the adjacent room. Best way to describe the experience is "having two dreams at the same time". One is the dream I just described, featuring myself as main character, in the other I was "the camera", viewing a scene in the room next door...

So, in this scene, I saw the large room accessed through the corridor in which I was fighting. It was an operating room, but a very large one, with a high ceiling. *REDACTED* was on the operating table, possibly naked. Doctors were taking samples from her nails, I think... At this point she was dead. They took her body to a morgue in the room next door (south of this room, my corridor was to the west). I felt terrible, knowing what they'd done to her, but this wouldn't stop me from getting to her and making things right. Sadly, I never got to bust into that operating room. The dream ended there.

My aunt Jill was the mother of my IRL twin daughters & they were 6 years old in the dream. It was really weird.

My aunt Jill & I are the same age IRL. Not that odd that I had a dream about her because I was just talking about her. Her birthday is October 12th & mine is October 29th.

This dream happened within a short 15~20 minute nap, strangely enough. It was a pretty neat dream too, for what little time I spent in it.

In this dream, I am not a character at all, and it instead follows two sword fighting brothers in the third person, focusing mainly on the older one. They are both big guys. The older brother wields a shoe, one-handed, and enchanted, sword, while the younger brother has a giant sword. It almost exactly looks like the executioner's blade(the one Zabuza used) from Naruto.

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The two brothers are fighting five strange people with weird abilities. Three of them have already been defeated. A man with a body made of a clay-like substance and a woman who traces magic symbols on her body are the ones remaining. The younger brother attacks the clay man, and his sword gets stuck. He is promptly punched in the gut, and falls to his knees, the sword still stuck.

The older brother lunges to grab the sword, and plants his feet into the clay man's body, struggling to pull it out. I remember him saying something along the lines of "Sike! You know what it takes to wield the sword!"(this dialogue is unimportant, as 'Sike' isn't in the dream after this, and neither is the sword.) A thin, red aura envelopes the sword, killing the clay man.

The woman begins to trace some symbols. The older brother leaps back there, and draws on her a symbol I recognize to mean "explode"

Before anything happens, the dream ends. I really wanted to know if it worked too...

A trope as old as time itself. The story of boy meets girl. It began a park owned by the Britannia Family. For those unfamiliar, The Britannias are mostly antagonistic characters of the anime, Code Geass. I don't know what I was doing there but I do remember that I probably wasn't supposed to be there. I remember that it was a place for elites and I was anything but. I slipped through the gates undetected though I could feel the scrutinizing gaze of those around me. Some were questioning my presence there and it made me really uncomfortable. I never faced anyone but I could almost sense their stares. This, however did nothing to take away from the beauty of park. The tall sakura trees contrasted beautifully against the clear blue sky. The grass was lush and green and the lake was such a beautiful shade of blue it was almost unreal.

Perhaps it was sheer happenstance or perhaps it was in my efforts to distance myself from the dubious elites. Either way, I somehow ended up crossing paths with Princess Euphemia V. Britannia (one of the few Britannia characters who isn't kind of a dick). I saw her with her assistant whom I will name "Stacy." Stacy was not a character in the show. I vaguely remember what she looked like. She had a green skin tight shirt and brunette hair. Euphemia was just as stunning as ever as her natural pink hair complimented her ensemble. I didn't approach as I did not want to intrude. Euphemia was having a picnic with her date Sam Malone from the TV show, "Cheers." Just as in the show Sam was kind of an ass. However, he was different in the dream than he was in the show. In the show he is just a funny, pleasant and although he can be an ass he knows when to dial it back. But in this dream he was just a straight up asshole.

I began to observe Euphemia's and Sam's life together over the years. I saw them together in Sam's bar at one point and the whole time Sam was just plain mean. I could not believe that she would be with a person like that. Stacy seemed to share my sentiment as she disapproved of Euphemia's decision to be with him and had no problems in expressing this. I don't know what happened between them as a result of this. As time went by I began to recall an opportunity I had to ask Euphemia out myself and I began to regret my decision not to. Then, for no particular reason, time reset itself.

I was back at the entrance of the park and just as before I slipped through ignoring to judging stares of the elites who were there. There was a small dirt path that curved around the lake which I somehow knew would lead me to Euphemia I followed it but was put off by the elites around me and so I decided to stray from the path and find another way. I eventually found Sam, Stacy, and Euphemia having a picnic as before. I took note of the mistakes that Sam made and made sure to never make them. I wanted to talk to her and tell her how I felt but I was nervous. Now Stacey seemed to know how I felt as she addressed and encouraged me to speak with Euphemia. She must have thought that I would be the better option than him. Somehow Euphemia ended up breaking up with Sam right then and there and I was able to befriend and talk with her. In spite of the growing friendship I still felt that the time was not right to make my move. Stacy took note of my trepidation and encouraged me to tell Euphemia how I felt.

Stacy was right. I turned to the princess, once again taken by her pulchritude and gentleness. Would she really go for a guy like me? There was only one way to find out. I pushed my fears aside, threw caution to the wind and made my move. A bold decision that I would not come to regret.

I was at my dads house, but instead of dad living there, it was my mum who lived there.
My room was in the office.
My mum was about to go work early, or around 8am she had to leave. Meanwhile I'd no plans so I didn't need to wake up early.
At 11:27 I woke up by messenger notification, it was my friend Midu who wrote some sentance in bad Swedish grammar who he probably used Google translate for, though spelling also was incorrect.
I started to type the sentance in correct form when he seemed to notice it and say "oops" like if he knew that I woke up by him. Then he asked me what I am eating.
I continued write the correct sentance to him.
I didn't get time to answer on what I am eating, instead the doorbell rang. I wrote BRB to Midu as I were about to walk to the outdoor, which I somewhat thought was weird due I thought that the bell doesn't sound like that nor it should work.
Suddenly I woke up in real life slowly, to the sound of my alarm on my app Timely.

(Alternia is the planet of an alien species known as "trolls", from the webcomic "Homestuck")

Before all this, I vaguely recall in my dream going on Bay12forum and finding that a new version of Dwarf Fortress was released.

My dream is set after the ending of the webcomic, Homestuck. The main characters have settled in a village. I am Vriska Serket, one of the characters. For some reasons I am seen as a bad person in this dream and so I can't live in the village. There are snow everywhere and the village is consisted of straw huts and bamboo houses you would expect to see in seaside communities, except that it is in a... tundra? taiga? instead. (There are trees) When I try to approach the village, Bastion (from the game Overwatch) who was situated on the perch of one of the bamboo houses, shoots at me with his machine gun, so I escapes and hides in the thick snow.

At some point the dream transitions to an adult troll, an alien, landing in a building in what I believe is Beach City (from Steven Universe), there was some links of him to Steven Universe but I'm not sure what. In my dream, he was an adult troll, even though he had fruit-green skin and was completely hairless, like a Namekian from Dragon Ball Z.

We end up being in a car with him. I am now John Egbert (also from Homestuck, getting tired of my references yet? I didn't ask for this either) and the car is travelling through space to Alternia. I ask him a lot of questions. I don't remember most of them, except that when I ask him about Her Imperious Condescension (the Empress) he does not appear to be much of a fan of her.

When we reach Alternia, we must present ourselves to a man, who is apparently the highest ranking officials who would deign to deal with visitors. We have to dance for him, and the dance was supposed to have been prepared, but I didn't know what to do. I became semi-lucid and I "cheats" and goes on autopilot. I dances very well and some people throw money at me.

My dream transitions again. I recall meeting a small shapeshifting creature, who apparently gets special "birthday candles" when it is older. The dream transitions to a third person perspective of Route 66, a map in Overwatch. Overwatch heroes run over and are stunned by a multitude of giant pink birthday candles that explode into harmless but dazzling pink light.

We were chatting and playing with ideas. There were patterns and shapes, they were flowing in and out like breathing and woven from magic

I land next into a teaching type of dream...




My teacher is the moon crone.... We are playing with sacred space, and area of influence.

She shows me coloured markers round my self! How they move with me A swirling dance of energy, I'm playing the game, learning the steps of the dance and how to flow with the rhythm like a heart like breath.... we mix and twirl as we dance and become one only to part once more.

She brings me new shoes, my wellies must go! My hair we dye black like the night, magic we work and we weave...

two spiders her servants one to watch me, she's teaching when I'm not there she always can see,

She's got anger inside her, she wants us to grow!

'Shooo's out the others, we can learn at our pace

We are the women and our growing's no race!

Humanity's children, they already know, we can re discover and move into their flow,

The moons the reflection, the jewel in the night, the blood and two spiders and ancient birth right.

**Reality Bomb**

lol it was a fun night! She yanked of my wellies threw them away and gave me some leather foot wraps with a much softer soul




I had another dream & vission too that I didn't share cause I wasn't asleep for part of it

Last night bed 9:50 pm - 4:45 am

4:45 am 2x300 alpha GPC
5:09 am 2x4 pure galantamine
5:09 sofa

About 30-40 min long event.

Got up to potty at 5:56. Somehow I got used to doing it this way. To get up when I'm on the verge of falling asleep and almost starting to feel some sensations.

Fell asleep almost immediately afterwards. Barely had time to notice my head getting "lucidy".

I finally remember how it started. I'm in a dream, waiting to "get lucid" when I realize I can just get up and walk away so I do so. I get out the door while noticing the detail and colors. I think it's my childhood home.

I spent the wholetime looking for and getting me some. At some point I said "oh I better do the totm". I remembered it has to be both hands. My right one went in my pocket while left one got stuck a bit on the top of the pocket. I reached in and pulled out two ends to the string thing that my pants have. Kinda like a tie. My right hand also pulled out small crumbed piece of paper. I realized I have my black pants on and I thought that's about right.

I spent a large chunk of the dream in dark trying to make it bright with some success. But unfortunately I do that in almost every dream.

Inside a videogame was where I found myself last night. I was the Joker, and Harley was with me. We were in a spawning room, and on my command the doors would open and we would be unleashed upon the enemy. But every time the battle would start, my details go fuzzy. I can remember taking shots but have no idea the nature of the enemy, or if we ever succeeded in beathing the game. That is a crazy thing to not know.

My cellphone ran out of batery, and i didn't have any paper near the bed so i couldn't record the dreams as soon as i woke up. Didn't get up either, so i have to rely on my memory, which didn't do a good work

I remember dreaming with my mother and my older sister.

I was on an office, like the sets of TV News programs, but it was like an alien base... Well... My sister got a new laptop, and she was getting more stuff, which was good for her. She compared the stuff she had with the guy that was sitting next to her, an old suited man.

Then i dreamt with being Arya Stark. Probably because of the profile picture i have, which i have to change. I was in Westeros, and i got caught. An old woman who has been my sister was leading me through a pyramid stair while asking me questions about white lotus and other stuff. When we got into the top i knew they were going to kill me, like a sacrifice, or like they killed Ned Stark. I could have done something, but i didn't want to harm anyone, no matter how horrible they were or how much they deserved it. So i let things happen their natural way. There was a skeleton in a table, bloody, and it was probably someone of my family. Then i had to put the head on something like a tree stump and they chopped my head. There were like 3 or 4 people there, and the top of the pyramid was closed with windows, so i don't know who actually saw that, but i didn't care either. After i was head chopped i remained conscious but with no body, and i was actually glad that i had not to be stuck with that people anymore, i could go wherever i wanted, probably take a new form somewhere else. I didn't care about the game of thrones, eventually everything crumbles. What i did care was about my attitude, to develop good qualities which i could rely upon right now and in the future. So i was tranquil in a not easy moment, and it became more difficult at the last moment closer to my beheading, but i thought it should not be any different than the prior moments, so i calmed, and remained calm.

Side notes (for making a chart at the end of the month):
- Dream about death
- Unpleasant dream