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Fragment: System Overwrite Would be a Lie

Something was wrong on system, and someone else suggested to overwrite it all with different version, but I objected because that would be a lie.

Over the Top Gift for Stranger

A woman whom we do not know in waking life, who in the dream was a neighbor of someone we know, in this dream this woman was retirement age and she had a granddaughter, but I did not see the granddaughter.

The dream starts with the woman picking up a brown paper bag contents unknown which I had set out for her in my front yard which was different than waking life. I saw her, and said something like, you must be so and so, nice to meet you.

Somewhere in this dream, the woman lent my sons something of her granddaughter's. So to repay the favor I bought for the granddaughter an electronic gaming device with one game and a Halloween costume (I think it was an Iron Man costume, anyway a superhero one, mostly something a boy would be more likely to like). My husband saw me buy all this, and he said it was over the top, but out of some reason the part he objected to was the costume not the electronic device. He thought the costume should be for our son instead, but I objected that he wants to be Peter Pan for Halloween, not Iron Man.

Dream 1: Visualization
In my dream wake up, and then trying to achieve lucidity via visualization technique. But I still dont know that I am dream. I am thinking that its real.

Dream 2: Lie
A girl, I dont know who. She is repeatedly lying to me about something.

Dream 3: Worship
I am eating my meal with the aim of that it will give me energy to do Allah's Worship. And After meal I am doing pray.

Dream 4: Mysterious Murder
A Beggar who killed a lot Soldier on roof top. And now he is in jail. And he have done a painting on jail walls about his story to showing the people that he is not a murderer. He did a painting of Mario Game. And he is saying that I was just playing Mario Game physical. In which I am Mario. I didnt killed any human. Whole Media is there and taking this coverage.

Dream 5: London Buildings
Me and My mother is wondering around in any London colony with full of Big Government Building. I am searching my Client there. I found a building with green top and assuming that my client is here.

Dream 6: Board of Lahore
Me And my Uncle we are at Board of Lahore. I am on bike we have to go to the last floor of building. My uncle is coming with but without bike and I am climbing stairs while on bike. we reached to main office. There are 3 officers, one female and two males. They are busy with other students and I am waiting for my turn.

Dream 7: Pizza I am at pizza hut to buy some pizzas for my family. I ordered nearly 20 medium size pizzas. I cant find and shopkeeper. I am taking out pizzas from machine myself and putting it into packing myself. Then Some of my friend saw me and they started to eat my pizza.

Dream 8: Man Like Monkey
We are at the animal exhibition. My sister liked a man who like a monkey. she was doing pitty on him. My asked me that we will take him with us at home. and he will live with us. I was not so sure so i asked her is he animal's child or human? she said its animal's child. Then I denied to take him with us.

I only recalled this dream after seeing a comic strip in the newspaper this morning.

I can only remember one part of this dream, the part where I won first place. My dad had entered me in some sort of Art & Comic competition.

I was in some huge auditorium. They called me up as the first place winner, while showing my "work" on a huge movie screen behind the speaker. While I was walking up I got really nervous, because most of the things appearing on the screen weren't actually my work.
I specifically remember seeing some rage comics from the internet, as well as a random photograph of a skyscraper. When the speaker gave me the microphone,he told me to say what I wanted to the audience because I was the winner. I thought about telling everyone that this wasn't really my work and that I should just be disqualified. I should also tell them that my father entered me in this competition, and it was his fault because he did not check what work was actually mine.
For some reason, I did not tell the audience that, and I really felt stupid after not doing that. I just sort of walked off of the stage.

Moving in with my supervisor:

I have just arrived at my supervisor's house, where I for some reason am going to live with him and his daughter for some time. His daughter looks different than IRL and in some ways my supervisor does to. He even behaves a bit differently and less distinguished.

Their house is rather big and so are all of the rooms. However, those rooms do not look very cosy and homelike but have white walls and stuff such as boxes and wires in them, but not much normal furniture. One of the rooms looks a lot like the part of a store where the counters are. There were several counters in this room which looked very similar to those in a grocery store. However, in these "counters" you instead did the dishes. I saw my supervisor do this several times during the dream. He even wore a white and green checked apron. After having watched him do the dishes several times he asked me if I could do this sometime too and I replied that I would. After all, if I was supposed to live there I felt that it was natural for me to help with stuff like that. Several times during the rest of the dream I thought that I would do some dishing, but I was always distracted by something and started to feel guilty for never taking care of it.

Later, my supervisor returns home from something and has apparently been through something really tough which you can perhaps compare to a divorce or a loss of something very important. He seems extremely depressed and appears to have been devastated. After a while, I carefully ask him if it is perhaps better if I move out again, since this is maybe a bad time for me to stay here. However, he says "no, no" and seems relieved to have me there. He is happy that I am there and wants me to stay, apparently especially because of what has just happened. A while earlier I had seen him cut his hair without even looking into a mirror, and I know that he is too proud of his hair to just cut it like that. I had asked him if he did it because of what happened, but he only replied that he just felt that it was time to cut it.

Even later in the dream, he has invited a bunch of guests to the house. I do not really meet any of them and do not see any of them cleary, but I can feel that they are there and can see movement and hear things from them. I feel that I do not really know how to behave and therefore move away into an empty room, looking for a bathroom. I start to wonder if they even have a shower around here. I am starting to feel a bit worried that I will never find a shower there and start smelling in a few days. I open several white doors without any success. Finally I find a stairway, which I follow. Apparenly it leads up to the roof. I now stand on the roof, which consists of red tiles. There, in the middle stands a toilet. I find it weird to place a toilet up here and start wondering if anyone would see me if I used it now. I look around and notice that I am really high above the ground. I see the lawn a long way below and the daughter playing there. It is a clear and sunny day. I now realize that this is both a toilet and a shower. To take a shower you sit on the toilet and pull a rope hanging from above in order to make water pour down on you. I thought that this was not very practical, since you could not move around very much up here. I now also noticed thin, almost fully transparent curtains to pull around me. I got annoyed, because people would see me through them. Besides, the wind was blowing them apart all the time...


Fragments:

* I remember that it was a long time since I sent an e-mail to my old friend P, who I apparently had used to exchange mails with a lot when I had been younger. I write him an e-mail now and tell him about my life nowadays and so on. When I have sent it I can see that it had been sent to another address as well. Then I remember that when P had been smaller, his mom always wanted to read all the e-mails he received. I had now written to the same address, which was apparently still connected to his mom's. This meant that she would also be able to read what I had just written and I did not really like this.

* I am on the bus with my friend A. I am sitting and he is standing, holding on to a pole. He tells me that he has been married once, a few years ago, and seems to be serious. I become shocked (he is only nineteen and does not seem like the type...) and ask him several times if it is really true. He keeps responding "yes" in a voice which is still serious. Then he adds, apparently to try and make me understand: "Yes, in a story I have written about myself". I then angrily exclaim that what he writes about himself in his stories is not true and that he cannot lie like this. However, he does not understand what I mean and seems to think that everything that he has written about himself becomes true...