Recent DJ Posts

1st June 2021

Fragment:

In a PvP battleground, themed on Kul Tiras or something, lots of wooden beams and structures, sort of grungy and moody atmosphere. Mechanically it's somewhat like Alterac Valley, except each side has to capture ten flags from the other side and the flags would spawn or drop from some players as far as I could see. It was a long and drawn out battleground, I remember seeing in the interface, at the top under the score, that we had been in it for twenty eight minutes or something.

I was a female night elf huntress, having a dragon hawk or ravager for a pet. I fight some horde players a few times but I'm not especially strong and do very little damage, plus I'm usually outnumbered. I remember using the aspect of the cheetah to get away more than once; we can't use our mounts on this battleground, despite it's seemingly vast size. At one point I chase after a blood elf, a death knight maybe? The level bracket is weird, like from twenty to sixty.

Near the end, me and someone else are partly disguised (as what?) and we confront this horde player who had been running away from me. (In the dream I was certain he was much stronger, but he had a flag and I still wanted to stop him)

Then it's less like a battleground and more like a department store in a mall, I'm walking around with these two people and we're talking about gender. There's something about how straight women are feeling misrepresented by a porn study? I felt like it was a diverse and inclusive study based on what this woman who was walking with me was telling me. It felt to me like the women complaining were picky and/or spoiled straight women, probably white in my mind.

Fragment:

In the kitchen at the old home. It's night time and the ceiling fluorescent light is on. J and L are between the two pillars and they're talking. I'm leaning against the counter in front of the sink, mostly just listening, occasionally saying something. The table is open/extended. There's a fan heater pointed at my feet, pointing toward me, I feel the heat/warmth on my legs. I point it toward them instead and J thanks me. The plug is coming from under the table, but in reality I don't think there are any sockets there.

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Notes:

- I feel as though there have been quite a few dreams about the old home or hometown lately.

- Not sure what brought on the thing about the study at the end of the dream but last night I was watching something from the 80s that had a segment that seemed (to me) sexist against women.

- I just remembered "ten flags" is an actual thing, when I typed the title for this.

Back to Dreamviews after more than 2 years away! Wow

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

In an Inception like dream, I dream that throughout several days and nights I dream sequential dreams with revelations that I later share with my mother. These dreams are very vivid and reveal information about my alien DNA.
In my first dream within the dream, I am attracted to a forest at night and find myself in a circle of people coming from all directions towards a strange eerie female figure surrounded by light. All the others freeze on the spot. I also feel paralyzed, but my feet lift off the ground and I levitate towards her. She says she has been looking for me. All the others also got the message and were attracted to the forest, but I am the one with the DNA she is looking for.
I want to know more, but she must depart immediately and says she will return to provide me with more information. I catch from her telepathically the word "Trvo" and then I wake up (in the dream).
I tell this dream to my mother and she believes it was a real experience.
Next night I have another dream. The female appears again, now at my home. She reveals I am the daughter of Trvo Årven. She doesn't want to say more, but again I collect images from her mind, telepathically. I see this man, he is tall and handsome, with pale skin and completely white hair. Kind of nordic elfic type. He is in a remote mountainous fortress, he guards something or someone very dangerous. I sense something wrong, I sense that he is alone and about to be attacked. I don't know much more. I don't know if this is the past or the future. But this woman confirms that I am in danger and that I must stay hidden until she can figure out what to do with me.
When I wake up (in the dream) I tell again to my mother. She is totally convinced I am in danger and someone will come for me. She says that we have to go, just grab a few things and leave. When I have the essentials and join her at our van to go away, she surprises me saying we must take with us a pet pig she is taking care of. I get the unexpected job to go grab the pig

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 ^

Dream 1 - Elf + giant?
Elf + giant, transform during drought. They're farmers, the giant is a blonde girl. Moving out, building dream lake house (future). Some kind of dark evil re-awakens..
Okay so this directly what I wrote down during the night. I think it was night time in the dream with a grassy landscape dotted with some trees. I moved out towards a lake area and began constructing a 'dream house' in my mind, thinking about how I'd like it. But this occurs more than once hence the 'future' remark, indicating that the scene occurred twice. Once was when I visited and saw the house, the other happened after when I returned to the present tense to imagine the dream house that would be there in the future. I can't recall anything about the elf and giant though...

Dream 2 - Rocky Balboa
Rocky training, wine?
Okay so this was pretty vague... I watched the first Rocky movie and the dream was influenced by it, I had a 'training montage' where I was seeing Rocky Balboa training or something. Then I think I was drinking wine?

I think this was 3 days ago?

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Dream 1 - Hotel of Slaves (I waited a bit long to write this one down)
I'm in a hotel with someone, I think we're casually arguing about something. The wall next to us is beneath the stairs, it gets knocked down to reveal a row of slave women with collars around their necks. They're all elves too, and we're a bit dumbstruck by this. Also we realize they probably heard everything we were arguing about, but they all look expressionless and just sit kneeling on the ground, stair at the floor blankly. We hear a servant coming up on the elevator to our room, we jump in beside the servants to hide (I think this is because we think we'll get in trouble if they know that we know that they keep slaves). The servant looks around and sees we are gone (the pushed down wall is out of sight from her standpoint), she is an elf slave too, and she walks up the stairs above us. We sigh with relief thinking that she's gone now, and decide we should do something about the slaves and wall. But beside us a long electric-blue looking snakes coils its way down a pipe from the top of the stairs, it transform into the elven girl from before, and I wake up.

Dream 2 - Life is Cruel
This dream happens in a time where things were way different, like without cars and stuff.
The start of the dream: There is a woman, her ankle broken from being bitten by a monster and then she crawled somewhere safe only to die, either of blood-loss, cold, hunger, or all of those.

End of the dream: A woman is crying by the lakeside, her husband had abused her and she wanted to get away. I see things unfold through the eyes of another man with dark skin, he confesses his love for her but she is too distraught to acknowledge him, he is crushed and watches as a crocodile tries to kill her. The woman kicks it away brutally. In the distance her husband is being ripped apart by a horde of crocodiles in the water, he's fighting them but they overpower him. The woman walks away, and she has to travel across a swarm of writhing snakes, they snap at her but she goes untouched, in my mind I realize she gets bitten soon, on her ankle, but I don't witness it. I only realize that she will soon be the same woman as in the start of the dream, and I wonder if I will see how it is that she dies.

The OFFICIAL Foxrally Dream Textbook

Had a pretty enjoyable dream today, as weird as it is. I'm pretty sure it's based on a book i recently read, "Artemis Fowl" by Eoin Colfer.

Note - I noticed that I often view myself as another person/creature/race during dreams, sometimes even in third person, so this might be a dream sign?

Normal dream:

I was relatively shorter and fatter, and I knew I was a gnome. I was walking around some weird underground HQ kind of place, and I was being guided by a winged elf sort of guy. He showed me around rooms the kitchen (I might have eaten something, because I tasted something in my mouth when I woke up). The place had a real "Clubhouse" feel to it, and there was a bunch of slides and ladders everywhere.

We climbed up to the roof, and there was a really angry lady "guarding" the room up there. The elf told me it's the bathroom. I looked inside and saw three other gnomes washing their hands looking disgusted by the water (even though it was perfectly normal).

The elf told me it's weird and he never saw them up here. He laughed and I told him "Yeah, I guess. Gnomes hate to be clean."

Then I woke up, probably due to my mom closing the door of our room.

Original journal entry dated July 16, 2002:

There was an elf in my dream, and a big castle, and the castle used to have people in it but didn't any more. So the elf, apparently, kept on living there, even though it was a little kid. Something about one parent being a goddess or something. In any case, I don't know what made all of the people leave, only that they came back and found the elf, and assumed that it was a harmless orphan when it probably could have killed them just by pointing at them. Then there was something about the cellar of the castle, and everything in my dream changed so that it was like Harvest Moon (the game), and for some reason the cellar was massive and there was a lot of wheat, and the characters had to live there for awhile because their own houses had flooded. And then I dreamed that we (we being me and some group of people, or maybe I was the elf this time?) were going through a toy store, only it was all salvaged stuff from before some big apocalypse (something to do with the castle), so it wasn't n horrible condition but some of the stuff was old and beaten up. Then I dreamed that they stuffed me into a toy rocket and sent me to the moon. The end.

Original journal entry dated July 17th, 2002:

The first dream had to do with baseball. We were all sitting in a field outside of a baseball diamond, watching the team play. Professional teams were playing the first half, but then the people who were watching were going to take over and play the rest of the game. But when we were going to switch, the professionals didn't want to because the game was so close. But they had to give up the field. I was the first up to bat on my team, and I quite unexpectedly hit a home run. Then I was back in the field for some reason, waiting my turn or something, and Lexa drew a comic strip about how the Desk Monster, who was a sentient pile of garbage who lived in a school desk, took over the classroom. It was very funny.
Then, for some reason, I was walking through an old apartment complex.
I was walking through the old building... and it was horribly dirty and broken-down. There was dirt and roaches (both the insect and the other kind) and crack-heads and such on the lower levels. There was the atmosphere of hunger and general hopelessness, aside from the smoke and narcotics.
But there was a level of the building that I had never noticed.
When I went up there, it was ten times worse than the rest of the building. The walls were rotted through and in some place there were simply gaping holes in the woodwork. What furniture there was was moldy and dirty, and home to myriad disgusting little critters. There were a few people, but they were all in drug-induced stupors. I think I had someone with me, but I can't remember who. The light was dirty and yellow (well, this wasn't much different than the rest of the building).

The last dream was sort of weird, in a way. In it, we -- we being a random group of adventurers that I don't know in real life -- were lost in the mountains. It was cold, snowy, and glacial. We were all looking for our master, basically our boss, who had gone to investigate a claim in the area. One of the party members, a dwarf, was hoping that it would be a silver mine, since he was a silver-dwarf - that was his caste, I guess - and he mined for and worked with only silver. He talked about the "gaudy" gold-dwarves, but I think he was sort of jealous. I assured him that silver was MUCH prettier. Incidentally, this is another dream in which I was male. Anyway, after much wandering around and a good deal of almost freezing to death we happened upon a rangers'-station and they took us in, warmed us up, etc., and reprimanded us for wandering around in an area we were unfamiliar with. But our master was there! He was very busy in a back room with something. He was a dwarf, I think. Anyway, the silver-dwarf went to watch him work. He was working on a ring. It turns out that the "claim" he was investigating was a special stand of trees with magical wood. You could forge the wood like metal, and it would become stronger than steel. The only thing you could carve it with was another piece of that type of wood. It was a beautiful rosy color, too. Anyway, he was going to make his magical ring out of this. The plans looked VERY complicated, though, and he called it his "masterpiece". But it turns out the piece of wood he was working on actually had the ring he was envisioning INSIDE of it. I briefly wondered if the ring was evil (a la "Lord of the Rings").

There were a bunch of elf dolls. They could move and talk, and they would also sing Christmas songs if you played the piano for them. They looked kind of creepy, though, but I wanted one anyway.

I was in my house with my friends Alan and Jared, and I went to the attic for some reason and found a zombie waiting for me. I backed away from the door and ran and grabbed a short black plastic stick (which I really do have, had it since I was a little kid >.>). I told my friends to go downstairs and then I took a few swings at the zombie while only using one hand to swing the stick but he held his arms up to protect himself and it hardly did anything. So I ran downstairs and found a longer plastic black stick(which I don't really have) and held it in my left hand while the shorter one was in my right and saw the zombie was nearby so I ran back up the stair and saw the zombie following and I dropped the smaller stick and I held the larger one with both of my hands and swung as hard as I could at his head and snapped the zombie's neck and watched him tumble down the stairs.

Then the dream skipped and then I was at a town made out of wood in a forest and I was on a circular wooden platform(like the ones on kashyyyk) and I had two other people with me. It was like a game, and I was seeing it all from a 3rd person perspective. I looked like me for the most part, but a game like version of me >.> One of my companions was a pretty slender elf girl with a long straight blue hair with a recurve bow and two thin blades, and the other was a tan human dressed similar like me with a crossbow. And for some reason we were each shooting at lit candles on another platform far away facing towards up with arrows. There were a lot of people around and they were all excited and were waiting to see how we did. There was a lot of wind and it was hard to aim the longbow right because my reticule kept going everywhere until I finally got a clear shot and shot right through the red lit candle and they cheered and then the elf pulled her bow off her back and got ready to shoot but then zombies appeared and we had to leave and we ran and as we ran down some stairs I smacked a zombie out of the way using the long black plastic stick and then the dream went into a new one.

I was playing Star Wars: The Old Republic(which is a MMO that is coming out on December 20th, so obviously I have never played it >.>). The dream switched between me being in the game as a character and just being me. My best friend A, his sister, and his mom were there too. Also, there was a girl hanging out with me(I mean in the game, I don't know if it was supposed to be a real person or just a character), but I don't remember much about her other then she was shy, and her character looked like a elf with pale skin, blue eyes, and blueish hair. Also, I remember being in a battle royale and later on watching a jedi with two blue lightsabers fight and kill a soldier who had armor like Commander Cody's(same color too) from star wars, only buffer. The planet was pretty, and it looked like it was fall season, with a lot of relaxing places(everywhere I went seemed like a relaxing park). And there was a lot of trees and grass, all yellow for fall. It kind of reminded me of Dantooine.

My twin sister, who occasionally co-stars in my dreams with me, and I are escorted into a huge throne room. Scarlet banners hang from the walls, and the floor tiles were gold. The king was there, but I can't remember what he looked like. He asked my twin what went best with wine, She tells him 'white dumplings'. Wrong answer, so we are escorted downstairs to where many others live who have failed the test. I never answered the question, so I am lined up with four others, who have yet to give an answer. We go upstairs, a new girl comes in and goes first. She says something, it is the correct answer, and she is named as an elf, which haven't existed in years.

Scene shifts, we're on my grandmothers front porch. She is holding a little green-and-purple cardboard circle with a hole in the middle. She comments on how the flowers are withered. I look at her, trying to relay a point. She understands somehow, and kisses the circle. Not exactly what I had in mind. She thinks for a moment, then whistles softly. A few of the flowers start moving, then top. I figure she could use some help. I start to sing very softly, just giving her a push. The flowers started to bloom. The new girl looks on in wonder. My twin walks up form behind us and starts to hum. The flowers brighten. As I sing, my twin hums, and the new girl whistles, the flowers bloom, lift, and brighten. We were each given elven names, but I couldn't remember what they were. I only remembered that I was sun, my twin was earth, and the new girl was water.

A few hours later I looked back in my journal. I KNEW that we had been given names. I went on Google Translate and typed 'sun'. I tried different languages. After many different tries, I picked French. It said that 'sun' in french was Soleil. As soon as I saw that I remembered our given names. My name was Soleil, the new girl was Eau, and my twin was Terre. I didn't have to translate them to know what they meant. One my coolest dreams ever

The Ogre-Elf

I´m in Hell...Around me only exists fire, ashes and brimstone...

Suddenly, in front of me,an ogre-elf appears. He is gigantic, like 50 stories high.

I´m inside a bird cage, an old one, those who had a round topside.
The whole cage is brown.

I manage to open the birdcage, and i start running.

I can feel the ogre-elf trying to reach me with his hand. I get scared...but all of a sudden, i realize i´m dreaming!

And then i thought:" If i throw myself into the ogre-elf´s hand, my fear will be so great, so tremendous that i´m gonna wake up right know"

I woke up

Comments: This is the first dream i remember, ever...
i must had four or five years old... and as far as i know, it was a lucid one...

30th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment.

I am part of an RPG, one of my own creations that has yet to be worked out. I seem to have lost something and go around asking my family, trying to find out what has happened.

I met an elf, of the same age as me, she was the one that introduced vampirism to create better soldiers. I have a flashback; A soldier is being insulted by his 'friends/colleagues' because he is a vampire. I get into a card and an older woman, my mentor, drives me somewhere, through parts of my neighbourhood. In my next mission, something reminiscent of a revolution is occurring. I need to spy on someone's iPod like machine and retrieve a code amongst other things.

I am about halfway through the code when the alarmclock rings and I wake up.

I am walking beside tall, handsome elf through a creepy, haunted looking forest at night. My elf companion has long dark brown hair, a smooth narrow face and is wearing dark red velvet clothing. I have pale blond hair and have on a purple Victorian style silk gown, with a black hooded cloak overtop. (The dress looked similar to this, except it was purple.) We are walking down a dirt road through the forest. Because I cannot see very well in the dark, and there is no moon to provide illumination, the elf insists that I stay close to him.

I have a palm sized, metal item that looks like one half of a purple, blue and gold butterfly. There are various indentations on the back that make me think it is a key of some sort. I do not know the reason, but I sense that I am supposed to find the other half.

There is a large gnarled tree in the middle of the road just ahead of us. There is a woman who looks similar to me (only she has golden hair and is wearing a light blue gown and a white cloak) standing under the tree, waving at us to come over. She is lithe and bubbly and seems to give of a dim light that reflects her glowing personality. Behind her I can see a large iron gate that is covered with think tangled vines. I want to move on but my bubbly doppleganger wants to solicalize with the elf and I and will not let us pass until we do so.

She knows the elf and volunteers information about a past relationship the once shared. The handsome elf smiles at her and they both seem enthralled with each other's presence. I am anxious and eager to go to the iron gate; I can feel something drawing me to the darkness beyond. The woman in the blue dress is telling me what attributes of the elf she like's the most. I very vivdly remember her saying, with much longing in her voice "...his hair, his smell... his testicles..."

The elf and the woman fall into each other's arms, onto the grass under the tree and start making out. I take this opportunity to investigate the iron gate. One of the bars has rusted out and I am able to slip through the gap after brushing aside some tangled vines.

Beyond the gate there is a small garden that is illuminated by four lamps in each corner. In the middle of the garden is a double tiered fountain. Other than the soft trickle of water, the garden is eeirily silent. The temperature in the garden drops dramatically and it becomes very cold. On the other side of the garden is two large doors made of wood, set into a dark grey brick wall. I cannot tell if the building is a castle or just another gate. I try to push the doors open but they will not budge. There is an impression where the doors meet, just above the handles, of a butterfly. The butterfly item I have fits into one half of the impression, but the doors remains tightly shut and I know that I have to find the other half of my trinket to proceed.

Walking back to fountain I notice a faint glimmer in the water. It is so cold in the garden now that the water in the fountain is starting to turn to ice. I have to smash it with my fist and plunge my hand into the freezing water but it is completely worth it as I pull out the other half of my butterfly key. When I place the retreived half into the other impression on the door, there is a loud click of a lock opening. The two halfs of the key glow and float out of the impression towards me and right into my hands. The item is now a completely fused together and I cannot seperate the two halves even when I try.

I push open the large wooded doors and walk into what appears to be a large theater or opera hall. There are rows and rows of cushions seats and a stage draped with velvet red curtains. The only light comes from small flickering candles that run the length of the aisles. Unlike the garden, this theater is warm and comfortable. There is a gap between the stage and the seats where a table upon which a small, black, metal chest sits.

The box has a butterfly impression on the front and when I place the key in, the lid on the chest opens by itself. There is nothing inside but images and colours appear on the stage and memories and feelings of mine, some vague and some farmiliar, play out on the stage like a psychedelic, holographic light show. I cannot remember any specific details of what I saw but it was extremely ethereal and wonderful and I was completely entranced and lost in the experience.

When the lights and feelings fade I find myself sitting in one of the front row seats, leaning forward on the table and hugging the small metal chest tightly. I do not want to move because I feel that what just happen will never happen again. I take the butterfly key in my hands and gaze at it intently, gently tracing my fingers around its contours like it is some fragile and vital part of my soul.


This dream is my absolute favourite dream that I have ever had up to this point in my life.

Morning of September 29, 2007. Saturday.



I am living in a ghetto, in, I believe, an old apartment building on what seems like at least the third or fourth floor or higher. Actually, I am not sure if I live there or not since I do not recognize anything or seem to know a couple people I may or may not be living with. They do not even seem all that aware of me. Mostly, they remain in the kitchen and I mostly stay in the living room area.

The main focus is on the television near the front door, of which something rather strange is happening to it. There are what seem to be holes and cracks in the glass, but which, oddly, actually seem to seal up as others appear elsewhere. There is some sort of concept that seems difficult to relate, like the glass is some sort of link between two different dimensions; “mine”, and other worlds beyond, but which are perhaps random, or changing, and varying in potential, growing stronger, or growing weaker (at random?).

I am somewhat wary; not really afraid; just suspicious of what could result. Some sort of ugly face forms in parts like a jigsaw puzzle (sort of like bits of static forming into three-dimensional solids from more random pieces) automatically sorting itself out over the imagery of an unrelated television show. Out comes some sort of monster, vampire-like (but not a typical “movie vampire”), and mostly colorless. Now I am somewhat concerned, as the creature screams (seemingly in anger at being disturbed?), but I am still not afraid.

Time passes. The creature actually seems afraid to go very far after seeing the city outside the window (it is late at night). He cowers on a sofa and eventually seems to be annoyed by this world and eventually breaks up into bits of “static” (like squarish moths with reflective wings) which flows back into the television. Even though he is like a powerful demon or devil, mankind seems far worse to him than his own essence, and the “monster” is more and more like a sad comic strip character before he goes back to wherever he came from.

Later, there is more activity across the glass of this strange television. I see eyes again, but this time it is a beautiful girl in some sort of dark green Robin-Hood-like outfit (but with more variety in color and ornamentation) that very slowly emerges, head first. She has a bow and a set of arrows and seems to be some sort of elf-like creature and “at one” with the powers of nature but somehow more powerful (both physically and mentally) than any human on Earth - because of that supposed direct link to the forces of nature. I do not think she can “control” nature, but remain in some sort of perfect “frequency” (harmony) with the energy as a whole. I do not think she can speak English or understand it, although she seems to be linked to me somehow (perhaps a more fanciful version of my wife). She seems to reflect more of a sense of personal power than the earlier “monster”, almost as if I subliminally created both but which were “incubated” in this other dimension behind the glass of the television. My dream eventually breaks up into less vivid patterns that I cannot quite remember other than a feeling of deep respect and understanding for beings that “incubate” within the energy of the television somehow, which seems to represent features of the Source (or other levels of consciousness) in this case rather than real-life television, which I do not respect at all. (Of course, the television itself likely represents the dreaming process in indirectly utilizing other levels of mind and perhaps collective consciousness.)

The female elf-like and Robin-Hood-like character is a seemingly neutral character that has sparsely recurred in my dreams since around age sixteen.