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    1. Small Invisible Whirlwind

      by , 08-19-2018 at 09:17 AM
      Morning of August 19, 2018. Sunday.

      Reading time: 1 min 21 sec. Readability score: 49.



      In my dream, my family and I as we appear now are living back on Barolin Street (though the house is no longer there in reality and our youngest daughter never lived there). It seems to be late morning. She is looking out into the front yard.

      A white plastic bucket (contents unknown, if any) rises from the ground in about the center of the front yard and hovers in the air to about five feet and floats slowly from north to south. The scene resets and repeats several times. I think that an invisible whirlwind is causing it. It does not pose a threat, and my daughter sees it as a joyful event.



      It is not a tornado dream, but it is a basis for the ultradian rhythm process (in addition to VSC). Tornadoes stem from a specific type of vestibular system correlation at the peak of ultradian rhythm. Even so, I have often controlled their manifestation and direction in both non-lucidity and lucidity.

      Here, my infra-awareness (with non-lucid dream control) mediates the event as being cheerful and soft. It represents ultradian rhythm being less dominant in the projected contemplation of my illusory fictitious dream body, also affected by the level of natural melatonin. The white bucket likely represents a specific measurement of it. From a biological standpoint, water and how it occurs in dreams is autosymbolism for the level and dynamics of sleep and levels of melatonin. I have “water symbolizing sleep” as appearing 350 times in my main online journal (though water induction/melatonin begins all sleep cycles). As I have written often, dream “symbolism” is not symbolism in the conventional sense, as it is not even viable in non-lucidity despite popular misconception.

      The association, although I never take medication as such, probably stems from the following extract: “When it’s nighttime and melatonin levels are high,” says Dr. Wurtman, “taking melatonin supplements is like putting a drop of water into an empty bucket; when it’s daytime, it’s like putting a drop of water into a full bucket.”


    2. 2018-08-19 nice collection of vivid dreams

      by , 08-19-2018 at 06:10 AM
      + beach, strong tide, watching the water as it recedes back, it moves very quickly, nice clear sandy spot, think this is a good beach to visit, "hey let's get nude" (to girl on area up above beach), she doesn't want to, I tease her about this

      + burgers: first double burger was great, beef nicely well done how I like it, second burger I chose a single cheese burger, but it was too raw. Looking at the meat while eating it. Very thin patties. I definitely felt the burger taste while eating it.

      + theater, looking for seats, they're quickly filling up, trying to find one with a good position for the screen, the seat rows are at odd angles, once I sit an reserve space for my friends, a guy asks if a seat was taken, both I and the guy next to me (stranger) says yes it is, discussion of orchestras with the strangers sitting to my right and in front of me, I state "I play the <my instrument>", it takes me a little effort but I recall correctly the name of the last community orchestra I played in.

      + zooming down hill (bike? car) trying to turn left at intersection but going too fast. Miss first intersection, and also can't make the 2nd one.

      + discussion of wine, can't remember the name of the wine

      + Sitting in group of friends, see KH (childhood neighborhood crush), think she's beautiful but maybe not very nice

      + more, forgot...
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    3. Hopefully Leaving the Moon Soon

      by , 08-19-2018 at 06:09 AM
      Morning of August 19, 2018. Sunday.

      Reading time: 49 sec. Readability score: 67.



      In my dream, I am on the moon with at least two other astronauts. (I do not interact with them, at least to the point of recall.) I do not question the situation at all.

      Over time, there is wariness about the air becoming thinner. (Curiously, it is otherwise fully breathable.) There is also the idea it may become too hot to survive. A NASA team is scheduled to come and get us before it is too late, but I am wondering if it will be in time. There is a vague concern, but no emotional state.

      The area of the moon I remain in has an essence of bilocation with the backyard of Cubitis, in this case, where the shed was. That had happened in previous dreams, but mostly in childhood.



      My dream was mainly caused by having too many blankets on me as I slept and I got overheated. There was no evidence of infra-mediation (or non-lucid dream control - for example, I did not non-lucidly summon the appearance of the NASA extraction team before I woke), and my infra-awareness was less than usual, which it would have to be to non-lucidly dream about being on the moon with a subliminally bilocated Earth location.


      Tags: heat, moon, thin air
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      non-lucid
    4. 18-08-18 Showing Off

      by , 08-18-2018 at 02:45 PM
      Once again, I was in a city environment and I could hover and fly. I think my dad was there too. He didn't appear too surprised. Anyway, once again I was embarrassing myself by endlessly showing off for strangers. Going straight up was a little hard as usual. I got up to the top of the city's cathedral and jumped off of it, which was a lot easier.
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    5. xxvi.

      by , 08-18-2018 at 02:11 PM
      Non-dream stuff - only a small non-lucid fragment, as I didn't wake early enough to keep track of dreams properly.



      Dream fragment:
      I remember being at a dining table, with my parents and my partner. We were having something typical; peeled boiled potatoes with salmon or pollock. My partner was actually eating some of it, despite not enjoying fish in reality.

      I asked to be passed the olive oil, to pour on my potatoes, and my partner made some comment about the fact that it was my the first time eating this kind of meal, which in the dream I thought it was a really odd comment, since I'd eaten this with my parents many times before.

      Don't really remember much else apart from the fact that the dining room was not like any I know, and was quite large, with the table at the centre. There was a lamp that was on, above the table. The room seemed well lit but I have the impression it would be night outside.


    6. One loving girlfriend and a violent boyfriend

      by , 08-18-2018 at 12:03 PM
      One loving girlfriend and a violent boyfriend

      I had been pretending being a guy and been dressing up as one... and the girl that was my girlfriend found out. She was deeply upset, throwing out all my clothes from my car. Then she looked at me and stopped. I stared at her as well. She then sat in the front seat and told me that she kind of wanted me to still be that guy. That we could pretend like nothing happened. I really liked her, so I agreed and that's how my real identity disappeared.
      She told me she wanted to go to a specific destination and wanted me to take her there. I got into the car and suddenly we were in a building, she glanced at me and mimic: "Remember." There were other people and they all seemed interested in knowing me. I needed to remember who I had become to be able to be with her, my love.

      The people looked different with different clothes, hairstyles and some even had pointy ears. My girlfriend waved at me and told me that she wanted to show me something. As we walked out of that small room I noticed that everyone looked really odd, like elves. She wanted me to show people what love is and the only way I could figure out how was to throw petals from a balcony. Which was prohibited. Since the people took notice of this I kind of got myself into trouble. Suddenly my girlfriend and my best friend came to my rescue since they had been climbing up to the balcony just to find me before getting caught. I was hiding behind her skirt with the flower basket when she talked to the angry citizens. My best friend helped with the explaining and the obvious misunderstanding. But it seemed like it didn't help so I took my girlfriend's hand and ran away.
      We were chased all the way home and outside a very tall muscular man were waiting. He wanted to hurt my girl so I went outside to meet him and told him off.
      "I was the one who did it, I should be the one who gets the blame. I should be punished not her! So now leave!"
      The man did as I told him.

      Later I was sitting on a toilet out in the open with people walking by. It was kind of disturbing. But I didn’t have the time to really think about it because of the turmoil going on behind me. It was the same man trying to beat up his girlfriend, it seemed. I got up from the toilet seat and both kicked and punched him a several times. The wounded and scared girl ran away just briefly thanking me. I ended the fight with wiping my butt on his white t-shirt. Like a dog. Then I was too scared to show myself as a guy so I went somewhere else and quickly changed appearance. It didn’t take very long until that same man found me but this time he seemed kind of interested in me. He showed me around in a magical forest, there was a sick dragon desperate in need of help which he gladly took care of. He even had a dog that my dog liked and just everything about him was so different. When we came back I found a toilet and discovered that I had diarrhea but he didn’t seem to really care. He lifted me up and carried me away the a bedroom. I got the feeling that none of us actually wanted to do it really. I was just laying on the bed not trying to move and he was merely touching me. That bold man was now my boyfriend but I just didn’t really like that much. I was thinking about my old life with my girlfriend and realized that I missed her. I wanted her back.
      I should never had let her go. My beautiful blonde girl.




      Me and my girlfriend ^
    7. Louis Gossett Jr.

      by , 08-18-2018 at 06:22 AM
      Morning of August 18, 2018. Saturday.

      Reading time: 1 min 15 sec. Readability score: 56.



      I fly to a faraway dense forest in late morning, though there is a dirt road near one section.

      Louis Gossett Jr. is a lumberjack. I only vaguely recognize his celebrity status, but I do not build upon it. He nods briefly, hardly a nod at all, but I do not know if it is at me.

      I can see myself contemplating a continuation of this dream, but I decide I may be imposing on his job, and so I fly back home.

      Waking thought: “I am the origin of the universe.” (This is interesting. I will probably use it later to see what sort of autosymbolism it manifests in the dream state.)



      Saturday, 18 August 2018 update on “River Bank Treasure Hunt” (August 15, 2018).

      Curiously, Zsuzsanna had read my online version of “River Bank Treasure Hunt” without having known all the relevant dream content (which I did not include all of online, as many of my dreams are typically too long, surreal, or convoluted to include all detail) though still somehow perceived the segment that included Aretha Franklin. (Even though we often communicate on other levels, this seems more about her sensing unwritten content in text. However, since significant content in my dreams had originated out of her thought processes long before we met, it remains unknown.) I did not include that detail, because I “knew” Aretha Franklin would die the next day (which turned out to be correct even though I had no viable focus on her status in recent memory). Ultimately, I feel it does not matter. (Some people might have perceived it subliminally from my original inclusion of the segment with Ella Fitzgerald.) As with the missing Malaysian flight, and many other precognitive dreams I had posted on the Internet (including dream content virtually identical to another poster’s before they posted theirs), no one notices in most cases.


      Tags: forest
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    8. Bruised Persimmons

      by , 08-17-2018 at 07:33 PM
      Morning of August 13, 2018. Monday.

      Reading time: 1 min 40 sec. Readability score: 64.



      In my dream, I am about 14 years old again. I am living in Cubitis, with my parents, though the usual ambiguity comes in later, where I have at least a few threads of my current conscious self identity, and I am aware of my oldest son, though perceived as younger than he now is. However, I have no recall of our current address as is often the case and my presumed age in my dream is not in conflict with my real current age even though my son would be older than me if my dream self’s age is correct.

      The north area of the living room has a large table. My parents are selling fruit, and members of the public come into our house to buy it.

      An unfamiliar older woman comes in to get persimmons. However, she mentions that they have bruises, and I see that most of them are in a bowl and probably overripe. She seems very cheerful and friendly but leaves without buying anything.

      Later, my son seems upset, and a strange yellow fluid flows out of his right eye, on the right side as he cries, almost building up like a wave of cake icing. It seems bizarre to me, and I know something is not right, which causes me to wake up rather than resolve it while still in my dream.



      For now, I am going to assume there is no precognitive thread here related to health. Yellow is what I use (both in infra-awareness and lucidity) to initiate clarity of consciousness in the dream state (and have done so since around age three). Coming from the right side of his right eye, it is a direct association with moving toward the waking side in REM (Rapid Eye Movement) sleep. (I sleep on my left side for the most part.) Autosymbolism integrating subliminal, liminal, or lucid awareness of REM itself is not nearly as common as the vestibular system correlation from balance or imbalance of the illusory fictitious dream body with the real physical body in sleep.

      The rest of the content comes from two different events, one being Zsuzsanna’s mother leaving overripe fruit on our porch that spoils, the other from having so many passionfruit, that some are becoming overripe.

      When I lived with my parents in Cubitis, they had a store for a few years. Business was on the carport or in the shed (where my father also raised and sold rabbits and fishing worms), not inside our house.


      Tags: fruit
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      non-lucid
    9. Tipharot is acting strange..

      by , 08-17-2018 at 05:34 PM
      The dream starts in an elementary school. Not any school I've ever been to, but its still very real. The school day is wrapping up with some sort of gardening class, so most of the students are outside. I'm older than all of them but still there, probably as a student- oh, and also without any pants, so I guess you could call this a naked dream. To compensate, I sit down in a green plastic lawn chair and pull my shirt over my knees.

      After overhearing a short conversation about the latest Nintendo DS, I head towards my car to look for some pants. However, sitting in the driver's seat is the lucid dreaming Youtuber Tipharot. I must know him in this dream reality, because I greet him like a friend, and then ask him to drop me off at the school's main entrance. However, he ignores my request and keeps driving. There are a few other driveways that lead to the school, but he passes them all without saying a word. At this point I remember that his first name is Matt, so I say "Matt, what are you doing? The school is over there." but no response comes.

      Before long we reach a dirt road, which leads to the bank of a shallow pond. Without hesitation, Tipharot drives the car into the ponds and all the way across it, nearly submerging the whole car underwater. At this point, I have an ominous feeling about the situation. As we pull onto land on the opposite side of the pond, I grab his shoulder and shake it, then call him crazy. Without making eye contact, he responds with something like "Yeah, maybe I am, but we're here now." This makes me even more nervous.

      Next, Tipharot drives the car around to where the dirt road becomes the edge of the pond. There are tall, jagged rocks there (and for some reason also a little corgi running around!) that for some reason I decided to climb, letting Tipharot out of my sight in the process. By now, I had it in my head that he wanted to kill me, but wasn't quite sure yet. After (for whatever reason) climbing on the rocks and almost falling a few times, I get down. I hear my name being called from the other side of the pond. Standing there, wearing a blue clown mask and brandishing two machetes was Tipharot.

      Then I woke up
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    10. Sarcophagus with Stained Glass Lid

      by , 08-17-2018 at 01:19 PM
      Morning of June 1, 1998. Monday.

      Reading time: 1 min 52 sec. Readability score: 52.



      Deliberately stepping into the dream space, I find it is a comfortably dark room that has walls, floor, and ceiling of gray stone. I am unaware of the presence of a door or doorway.

      What I first think is an Egyptian sarcophagus is present in the center of the room. It is mainly rectangular and lacking detail. In semi-lucidity, I realize it is a representation of the fact that I am asleep in bed.

      Moving closer, I see that the lid of the sarcophagus is like a stained glass window of a Christian church, although it portrays an unknown British king rather than a religious scene, the imagery of which resembles the king of diamonds in a deck of cards. A yellow light is discernible from under, shining through its semi-transparent sections despite the multi-colored stained glass, and I fall into it (deliberately, leaning forward) without fear, cracking it open and immediately being “back” in bed.



      Explanatory notes on dream modeling and processing:

      My physical body is asleep in bed, not moving, and that is the foundation (and trigger) of the rendering of the sarcophagus. I am aware of the cause while in my dream aside from the fact its foundation is semi-lucidly scripted. (In “Stargate,” the sarcophagus is used to restore the physical body to full health and that was my original intent here.) The details mainly stem from associations with two Alan Parsons Project albums, “Pyramid” and “Turn of a Friendly Card.” (On the cover of “Pyramid,” Alan Parsons is sitting up in bed in a room with an orange and yellow glow. “Turn of a Friendly Card” features the king of diamonds in stained glass.)

      The color yellow is a factor I have used all my life (in both infra-awareness and lucidity) to initiate emerging consciousness and dream state revivification. It is not a factor of absolute dream control in every case (only RAS mediation, which is unpredictable due to ultradian rhythm peaks and lows) and is typically more likely to bring about waking and preconscious manifestation than intended reinduction.

      Deliberately leaning and falling forward, or jumping from a window or cliff is a method I have used since childhood to intensify and sustain a dream, though it does not always work as it occasionally triggers VSC RAS modulation. In contrast, the breaking window is a metaphor for dream state cessation as in the 1971 TV movie, “The Deadly Dream.”

      Notes added Friday, 17 August 2018. As of this date, creating a large locked steel bank vault door that replaces the front door of a house, and rapidly flying towards it from a bedroom (to phase through it into whatever is beyond in the front yard) with total faith and confidence, is the most viable way I have found to vivify and sustain the dream state.


    11. Dream - Wrong Day Of The Week, Boys

      by , 08-17-2018 at 12:17 PM
      Date of Dream: SUN 12 AUG - 2018



      Dream No. 395 - Wrong Day Of The Week, Boys

      The dream started off with a sub-scene. It was supposedly at a much larger, distorted version of Endeavour Hills Shopping Centre. There was a little Asian boy, who just like me, had a fear of lifts. Apparently my mum was taking him along and pressuring him to go in one. There was also an unknown woman there but I can’t seem to trace her identity in anyway. As the little boy was being pushed into the lift, he was crying.

      It was then my scene and I was apparently projecting the sub-scene while standing in the kitchen of my old house. Quickly though, the scene faded out and I was now in my brother’s bedroom of the current house. The computer table was not in the same position as it was in real life… In the dream, the table was in the middle of the room, with Dreamy WB standing behind it. Her appearance in this dream was the slightly rust coloured hair with her navy year 12 hoodie and plain black leggings and tracksuit pants… She convincingly looked like she could have been the real WB but in hindsight, I know she wasn’t.

      I was also standing behind the table but I was more towards the outer end of it. The first thing Dreamy WB did was pull me in towards her and then she hugged me. Although I wasn’t lucid, thoughts were still playing through my head; thoughts like “the boy went through your ordeal” and “she knows about the previous scene” and “the little boy had no one but you have her”. In this scene, Dreamy WB did speak but I don’t remember anything she said. This scene did go by quickly.

      For the next scene, I was now in the outside car park of Wheelers Hill Shopping Centre and apparently everyone was going crazy because Logan from SuperMarioLogan in America was having a fan meet-up and autograph signing in the car park. I approached Logan to get things signed myself but he kept on ignoring at me and would some times even snigger to other people as he “subtly” moved away from me. During the events in this scene, I noticed that he was wearing his yellow Jeffy t-shirt.

      The next dream scene then took place at a railway station and I was even trying to catch Logan’s attention on a train. Once again, he was attempting to deliberately avoid me and even went into other carriages to do so. This scene only played for a short while and I was eventually back in the Wheelers Hill car park but with no one else around.

      My brother was supposed to meet up with one of his university friends and their twin brother and they were supposed to be coming for a sleepover at our house. Eventually, the boys appeared and they followed me down one of the slopes of the car park. We were walking in some unknown area when I said to RK, this should be a lucid dream because it’s not normal for you to come down on a Wednesday. Then I went over and said to BK, “This should be a lucid dream because you guys never stay down this end on a Thursday”. I never became lucid though.

      Soon, my brother came up from behind and started talking to RK, as well as taking BK’s company away from me. We had entered into our court and there was this impressive big fruit market at the bottom of it. I was enthusiastically going to show the boys what fruit I was going to pick but found myself to be rather highly disappointed when my brother subtracted their attention and took them up to the house instead.

      Now there was a random stranger man who was talking to me and he was helping me to pick some fruits. I ended up picking some of these almost microscopic cherries as well as these tiny peaches which still had their fuzzy coats on. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

      Challenges
      - Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



      Dream 395: Results (Competition #6)
      Competition Night: 11
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry: 2.5
      Calculation Details:
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
      - Dream Guide Automatically Present (0.5)
      - Buy/Purchase Something: Mini Fruits (1.0)

      + Previous Total: 74.5
      Total Accumulated Points: 77.0
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. Dream - You Don't Make Maths Fun

      by , 08-17-2018 at 11:51 AM
      Date of Dream: SAT 11 AUG - 2018



      Dream No. 394 - You Don't Make Maths Fun

      I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was in the foyer of the main drama theatre at Monash University. One of my high school teachers Mr McPh. approached me and held up a massive sheet full of mathematical sketches right in front of my face. He wasn’t yelling but he was randomly declaring all these concepts to me which I just computed as utter gibberish. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

      Challenges
      - Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



      Dream 394: Results (Competition #6)
      Competition Night: 10
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry: 7.5
      Calculation Details:
      - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
      - 7-Day Recall Chain (7.0)

      + Previous Total: 67.0
      Total Accumulated Points: 74.5
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. Dream - Back In Grade Four

      by , 08-17-2018 at 11:43 AM
      Date of Dream: FRI 10 AUG - 2018




      Dream No. 393 - Back In Grade Four

      I can’t remember much about this dream. I was at my old primary school, in the exact same classroom as I was in grade four in real life. Also, my grade four teacher was there. In this dream, she was being really strict and nasty. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

      Challenges
      - Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



      Dream 393: Results (Competition #6)
      Competition Night: 9
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry: 0.5
      Calculation Details:
      - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

      + Previous Total: 66.5
      Total Accumulated Points: 67.0
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. Dream - All Roads Lead To Chadstone

      by , 08-17-2018 at 11:38 AM
      Date of Dream: THU 9 AUG - 2018



      Dream No. 392 - All Roads Lead To Chadstone

      I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown flood-plane area, although I could tell it was near the Eastlink Freeway. Apparently, I was supposed to find my way to Chadstone Shopping Centre, feeling lost at the current moment. I flew down this dirt track and ended up near one of the entrances to Jells Park. “How do I get to Chadstone from here?”, I thought to myself. I tried to fly towards the direction of Glen Waverley.

      I was in a shopping centre that looked nothing like The Glen in real life and that’s where I met up with my brother. To traverse through the almost empty and boring looking shopping centre, I had to squeeze through some really tight holes, even crawling at some stages. Eventually, my brother and I got out onto the main road which did this time look like it does in real life.

      Now I had some orientation of where I was at and I told my brother how we could get to Chadstone. I told him that we should keep heading down this road to get to the other freeway and then we’d be on the right track. Once we were on that freeway though, there was a weird floating stone contraption that I had to traverse across. I can only remember up to the point when I exited out the other side of the weird stone contraption.



      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

      Challenges

      - Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



      Dream 392: Results (Competition #6)
      Competition Night: 8
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry: 7.0
      Calculation Details:
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
      - 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)
      - Fly (1.0)

      + Previous Total: 59.5
      Total Accumulated Points: 66.5
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. Noctemocity 16

      by , 08-16-2018 at 05:58 PM (Noctemocity)
      Aug 16

      61/An old, beautiful neighborhood was to be demolished to build an ugly apartment building. I rode a bike in the area and reminisced about my childhood there. One of the many churches about to be demolished, was open. I went inside and everything was for sale. Made me sad. Was this progress or pure greed? I went to the other churches and they were already abaondoned, standing like stone skeletons.

      62/Shopped with some friends. I bought a new set of used golf clubs which turned into fighting staffs at some point. A friend had bought some 3d printed guns and shot them off right there in the city. A guy came from out of an alley and joined in the shooting. I left. Found a pawn shop that ended up hanging out in because of the conversations.

      Fragments
      Woke up several times and vaguely remember a women, or women, had been talking to me.
      A man, who looked the color of clay pots, sang something walking toward me.
      Categories
      non-lucid
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