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08-20-2017 -- At the Hickory house doing packing, I think. Not quite sure what is going on, but there are disappearing pets, and injured cats, and we're trying to figure out what is happening, when I discover that there is a lion running around the neighborhood, killing and eating other animals, and mauling people when it catches them. The neighbors at 8439 are running around in terror, trying to hide behind their big mobile home trailer, while the lion is just laying under the thing, eating the family dog, and occasionally taking a swipe at their legs.

So I'm looking around for Sammy, hoping he's safe, and trying to figure out where the lion is and when it might be safe, and the answer is pretty much never. The lion seems to be hiding off to the right side of the house in an area where the garage should be, but it is not. At one point, I am wandering around trying to find things, and come across the lion around the side of the house, and start to run for the door, and the lion starts to chase me, and I realize the running attracts it's attention. When I was just walking, it paid me much less attention. So I slow down, and before it can react, dart toward it and start scratching it on the head, and to that it reacts like a kitten, and purrs and loves the attention, and I am able to get back into the house, where I borrow somebody's phone and call for animal control to come and get it.

Dobby is here for a while, and trying to protect us, but he moves far too quickly, and is eaten several times (and just pops back into existence, ready to be eaten again) until he learns to make a big, pillow-like shield around himself that the lion just bounces off of. Meanwhile, Billy Damon is here, demonstrating some magic tricks, while a piano competition-like magic convention is going on, with a kids division that is competing, as well as an adult division, and some kids that are a cross between the younger ragtime writers and the stars from the Big Bang Theory are showing off their magic acts.

I keep opening the front door, and the lion is now pretty much camping on the front porch, and I am petting his head until he purrs, and keeping him calm, while urging others to move cautiously, and not trigger his chase instincts by running, while waiting for animal control, who seem to be incredibly slow about getting out here. But finally they arrive, and after a long time of setting up their trucks, they wander around and spray the two lions with some sort of foamy spray that may remove oxygen from the area, and knocks them out, and probably eventually kills them, which kind of bothers me, because now that I've started petting one, I'm bonding to it, and just want to see it removed from the populated area.

But even though I am opposed to the killing of the animals, and just want to get them moved safely, I have grabbed a small bottle of the spray that is killing them, and am running around spraying most of the people in the house (which may be forcing us to move) and giving them a brief spray to the air just in front of their faces, to try and knock them out, yet not kill them, and take everybody out in the hopes of moving them somewhere and getting them out of the way. But of course it is still very dangerous, and some of them turn their heads or don't breathe in, and the whole thing is just a mess.

Early evening of August 15, 2017. Tuesday.



I am in an unfamiliar unknown setting, though it is implied to be a room in our present home. There is an unfamiliar tall chest of drawers against a west wall. It has a pale wooden design. There are five drawers.

Atop this chest of drawers, in about the center, is a gumball machine. The main concept is that this feature is somehow able to manifest new items in any of the drawers at certain times, more so, every drawer simultaneously, though this materialization of items like new clothes, comic books, paperback novels, games, perhaps even food items, still seems based on needing to insert a coin in the gumball machine.

I am vaguely aware of the events and the materialization, though I seem to be aware of seeing events as simulated without being directly involved, as the drawers open and close on their own a few times. I am wondering how many coins I have to activate this machine. There is no backstory or indication on what will materialize at a specific time or how to specify what one wants (though perhaps it is based on which coin is used). It may be thought-based, as such a dream implies non-lucid dream control as it is.

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06-25-2017 -- Couple of short fragmenty bits tonight, but writing them down anyway. The second, right before I got up for the day and in less than an hour of sleep, I'm out mystery shopping, perhaps one of the four shops on Okeechobee (though it also has a certain feel of the shop area that is right down on Euclid, near Kevin's house, except that it is a couple hours out of town from other dreams). I've just finished the shop, in part by buying an entire tank of gas, which I am mad at myself about, because now how am I going to fit in all the rest of the gas I have to buy? Anyway, I'm trying to squeeze my car out around other cars and hit the road.

I somehow find myself on a freeway, heading away from my next stop (that is probably right down the road) so I am trying to get off and turn around, just to find myself on the same freeway heading back the other way, when I suddenly find myself in New York, and I am approaching another gas station, but it is on top of a hill, and is surrounded by debris, and there are construction vehicles and stuff, and I realize it is the site of a terrorist bombing attack. I am considering taking a picture from the bottom of the hill, but even though there has been a lot of damage, I can see there are lots of regular people walking in and out of the place, so it looks like the store is still open.

Since the drive is blocked off, and I am not physically up to walking up the hill I don't know what I'm going to do, but luckily I can see people riding their bikes up and down, so I pull my bike out of the car and use it to ride up the hill to the top. The pump area is gone, and the store is mostly surrounded by scaffolding, but there is a small area under an awning with a few jewelry-type display cases sitting in front of it, where a very small amount of things are being sold. Unfortunately, everything looks very expensive, and any time I catch a glimpse of something cheap, it seems to have vanished before I can reach it. One thing is the small candy in a yellow and black checker pattern rapper (something like Zazu?) but it's gone as I approach it. Another is a lollypop wrapped in a plastic and cardboard thing that would be hard to get it out of which is being advertised as the largest really fast lollypop, and again is too expensive. Finally I grab what I hope is a Charms blowpop, but instead it turns into just a piece of wrapped gum.

One of the store employees is wandering around commenting on things to people, and I am just waiting to make my small purchase, wondering if I will have to suggest a hand-written receipt, when I hear him saying something about Uber or Lyft drivers causing him problems by hanging around, and I have to resist making a comment. Then I hear the three young girls saying something about Son of Interflux, and I have to say something, but can't find a way to jump into the conversation. Somehow it is mentioned that the girls love reading and are very smart, and there is a little boy who looks much like Anikin, who is playing with a small box that he then causes to warp into a model of a space ship that then flies to a shelf and puts itself away, while it is somehow revealed that the three young girls are werewolves, but they are well-treated by their family. Very strange mix-up.

04-30-2017 -- Actually, I have no idea when this was dreamed. Had to be after the last one I wrote down, but it was several weeks ago. It was a very interesting dream that I certainly meant to write down while it was still fresh, but it never ended of happening, so now I'm jotting down what I can remember on the 29th of May, and assigning a (likely incorrect) date to list it by.

Somehow I'm on a cadet-style camping trip, but I'm Harry Potter, and the one in charge of the trip is Dumbledore. As might be expected, it is very strange, and actually kind of boring, so I decide to make things more interesting by grabbing a dead tree limb and trying to make myself a good broom. I actually manage to do a fairly good job of it, and am flying around, but Albus is upset that I might be seen. Thankfully, I've also got my invisibility cloak, which allows me to keep myself somewhat hidden.

So he's on my case, but it's the only thing we've found fun to do on the trip, so we continue to work on flying. Soon we're flying through the dream version of the Buena Park Mall, but whatever spell we've used to power the brooms have started to weaken, and I'm drifting to the ground, right where people are looking to try and catch me. Thankfully, Sirius is right there with another broom that he's made, so he tosses it to me, and I fly off again, and Sirius finds himself arguing with his harridan of a mother (who is alive and not a painting), even though I seemed to be getting along with her quite well.

There's a bit with me walking through Waldenbooks, while talking with Remus and Sirius about more broom options, and I end up wrapping a bit of cheese or something around the handle of my latest broom as a joke, figuring it wouldn't work, but when I try to fly with it, it shoots up into the air, sending off sparks like a major firework, blasting up into an arc, before coming down again, used up very quickly, but providing an amazing pyrotechnic show, and I decide it is an amazingly cool effect that I will have to work with some more.

I follow a magpie from a cave to a snowy mountainside and a pine forest. I think about how high up they can survive, what do they eat etc. I find these magpies interesting. After following one of them to the edge of the forest, I manifest a body and start making my way through the snow. I look at my analog watch, which has blue and purple lights. It's 5 am. Explains why it's dark. I really want to make it back to the hotel before others notice I've been out all night.

Darkness.

I'm suddenly inside a building I don't recognize. I'm happy being lucid and start looking for a way out. I pet a dog on the way out and hum a song to keep myself calm. I think about a sunny yard outside and the dream takes me there. I see my oldest friend Niko outside, fixing his car I assume. The house is surrounded by pine forest and there's a couple on the vast yard. I go talk to Niko. I tell him we are in a lucid dream. He doesn't answer, but smiles faintly. I summon a purple baseball and throw it. I control it's flight so Niko can see we are in a dream. The ball makes a loop in the air. I decide to use vocal commands too. "Return!" The ball starts flying back to me. I attempt to catch it, but it hits Niko in the head. I throw it again and tell it to return, but this time I remove the ball's momentum before trying to catch it. It stops completely just before reaching me and falls down. Well, whatever...

Niko's little sister and a random female DC appear on the yard. I think about the DJ post I'm gonna write later and decide I should do something cool like magic. I point my finger at the random DC and yell "Abracadabra!". Her clothes change, she now has a short black skirt. She seems impressed by my magic. Then I decide to focus on my personal goal. I tell the girls and Niko that we are going to space. I ask them to get into Niko's red, futuristic car. The girls are vocal about getting the front seat, I don't care. Niko drives and I sit next to him. I touch the roof of the car and tell the car to fly. It starts to fly and after a bit of struggle we clear the treetops, but then Niko takes us down and follows railroad tracks. I ask why and tell him to fly up. We dodge an incoming train and clear the power lines. We talk about Niko's experience with flight simulators. Niko takes us down to a road as we chat. It gets really hot in the car, everyone is sweating. I do a quick RC by counting fingers and tell myself this is a lucid dream. I ask where we are driving. Niko says he's going to get fuel somewhere safe. So that the people looking for us don't immediately find us. I accept this and notice street signs are in Estonian. Apparently we are going through Estonia to Russia to get fuel. I start thinking about how I transform the car into a real spaceship once we make it to space. I worry about leaving Niko and the girls alone in space when the lucid ends. I tell them I'll make the spaceship good so they don't have to worry. Girls have some doubts about my skills.

And I woke up. Low level lucidity, but really stable. Should have just driven the flying car myself. Old totm is the only thing I recalled besides my personal goal.

Night 14 I had 4 NDs, nothing interesting.

I took a nap from 17:00 to 17:32. I had been listening to music, relaxing and visualizing for a while before that. I turned music off and it was lights out nearly instantly. FA wiped a lot of details from my LD.


...I'm in a car. "I almost lost the dream. Well it's been surprisingly stable so far. I should try to actually do something cool..." I think. I hold my hand out of the car window and try to do magic. Bright blue and yellow waves and sparks shoot out of my hand. It's not the colors I wanted, but I think I can make something with it. A DC stand outside the car and walks over to me. Dream ends.

I "wake up" (FA) in my old room. It's middle of the day. Mom is back from morning shift. My brother is there too and comes to my door. "Oh, he's sleeping." I get up faster "No I'm not, what's up?" He comes to my room with a plastic bag. There's some running clothes in it. "Mom wants you to try them on to see if they fit either of us." I had false memories of already trying them on in a hair saloon looking place. "I've tried them on, they fit." I say and my brother goes to the kitchen. I put my earphones on the table and follow. My sister's second oldest is visiting. In the kitchen I remember the lucid dream again. "I should write the lucid dream I had down before I forget details." and I wake up. You can bet your butt that I RCed after that. I was so mad. That FA cost me most of my lucid dream.

I usually just share one dream per night, but this time all of them were somewhat interesting.

Rave inside a museum
There was a party in a massive museum. The museum was like a city in itself and nothing looked familiar. It was dark, techno music played in a distant dance floor, flashing colored lights occasionally shone some light where I was. People were doing drugs. There were disoriented cats around. Looked like the pets had done drugs too. After I had wandered far enough, I found a throne room full of people. There was a ceremony going on. No one minded me checking the place out. I saw some military people, generals and what not. There was confusing item with flags on it. European flags that changed every time I looked at it. DCs thought it was weird too, but they tried to explain it.

Mother's death
I was a small child, about 10 years old. My mom had straight long brown hair and a wide striped top. We lived in a rural area, though my mom was not always around, since she was a time traveler.

I was in the forest with a man with short dark hair. It was a summer night, so we could still see outside. He wrapped a magic spell in his jacket so he could move it around without harming himself. The spell was a tar-like mass that was writhing like it was alive. It was dissolving the jacket. I followed him back to our house. Young birch trees were growing near it. Behind our house, next to the forest, my mom was lying on the ground. There was another DC, a woman watching over her.

"Do you have to do this?" I asked. The man said "Yes, in order to preserve the timeline we have to kill her. She doesn't belong here." I was sad, but I believed him. I don't think my mom was forced into this, she realized it was necessary. The man placed the tar on my mom and it consumed her body. Nothing was left of the spell or my mom.

The dream them skips to certain scenes of my future. Due to her ability, I met my mom years later. This was a younger version of her, one that I hadn't met before. I didn't mention her death. Last scene of the dream is a far future where I'm old and alone. I wake up in a boat and see a storm outside. I realize that I won't see my mom again, she never traveled further than this. I watch the raging sea and grieve.

Paragon and Rogue
I'm in a game world, feels like Mass Effect. The planet has metallic platforms, vast lava pools, huge gate that I need to open and a boss. I decide to fight the boss. I'm a woman with short blond hair. I have a sword on my back. The blade is short, but wide. This class is Paragon. I have abilities like Charge, where I harness dark energy to basically teleport a short distance. I also have a flamethrower, some rifle and my sword.

The boss is flying and...some sort of small tank? The cannon fires a blue beam that I try to dodge while firing my rifle. The beam hits me and feels warm, but that's about it. The boss is constantly flying over lava so my charge and sword are useless. I go to the edge of the platform and try to burn the tank with my flamethrower. It doesn't have enough range, but I notice green UI over the boss. The tank has some sort of shield and I see it regenerating quickly. I can't deal enough damage to deplete it. The battle goes on forever.

I make a mistake and suddenly I travel back in time. "What was that?" I also look different. I have red hair and looked like female Shepard from the Mass Effect games. False memories told me this was another class: Rogue. I was slower, but I had a bigger arsenal. I start the boss fight again and when I make a mistake, time immediately turns back and I'm Paragon again. This keeps happening and I realize someone is reloading different save files over and over until I kill the boss without mistakes. I eventually do it as Rogue. I then move on to opening the massive gate.

Y'know I'm starting to think my DJ titling could use some work.

Anyway I had a dream that I really liked last night aaaAAAA

Dream: The End of the World
So my real world family was there (though not my dad, I don't think), and some serious shit had gone down that had swamped most of the world in water. I think it had been some sort of massive hurricane ... let's say twice the size of a normal one.

In the dream, the family had a different home which was now half-flooded.

I can remember a few things that happened (though I'm writing this up a bit late). First of all, there was a segment involving my brother and I swimming deep in the water amid the submerged buildings, and only being able to breathe because there were friendly whales that would exhale hovering bubbles of air that we could sort of "sip" from. It seemed that when the world flooded, the whales had swum into human territory specifically in order to help people like this.

Then there was a sort of... more personal segment. I'm just gonna put it into spoiler tags to give myself the illusion of privacy.

Spoiler for kinky torture things:

So, I ... flew? up to the roof of the house, which was surrounded by water that came a bit past the first floor. (If I did fly, I didn't notice enough to make any sort of connection between this and dreaming.) The roof was perfectly flat and wood, sort of like a Terraria house.

There was some sort of witch woman up there. The thing is, I don't know what to call her other than a witch. She was an "evil", self-sufficient and independent magic user who'd apparently taken an interest in me. I think I went up to the roof knowing she'd be there waiting for me. I don't like the word "witch" though, because it summons this idea of some woman in black with a pointy hat and broomstick, and this was more of a... enchantress? But not seductive.

I don't know if any words were exchanged. I just know that soon enough, I was on my back with my wrists and ankles tied down by her magic (sort of hard to see, but I think it was pink and glowing/sparkling). She started to torture me somehow, keeping up the pain until she started to get a reaction out of me. It didn't really hurt (or I don't remember any pain or unpleasant sensations), but as the pain got "worse" I began to struggle and cry out—which was just what she wanted to see. Though I don't remember the pain, I do remember the feeling of my wrists being restrained by the odd, somewhat formless magic (my ankles kicked free at some point, but she didn't care).

This went on for a while, I suppose until the dream "got bored" and moved on to something else. (I think in general my brain isn't great at concentrating on and extending a single moment. I think that's something I'd like to work on, because I was enjoying the whole thing about as much as she was.)

I think she represented me: the sadistic, always-frustrated part of me that is never allowed to really hurt anything. The part of me that wants to be powerful, self-sufficient, magical, in control. But I think it's easier for me to hurt myself than to hurt someone else.

After that, the dream introduced me to a whole group of very small mice ... fish things, of various colors. And my job was to sort of lead/control them in order to accomplish some sort of task. Man, the stuff I'm writing down doesn't really capture the actual feel of it. But as usual, I think there was some odd, unrealistic twist on it that doesn't relate well to real concepts. Hmph.

The Dream Sign of the Day Is: being tortured! woo

I run through a building holding a golden egg shaped objected. It fires a laser out the top. I am being chased by my duplicates. I find a door. It slides open when I fire the laser. I then shut it with the laser. However after that my egg stops working. People try to convince me to sell it to them. I refuse. I end up crying.

I chant a mantra as I go to sleep saying "I will complete the TOTM tonight."
However, I did not know I was going to do it non-lucidly!


Fragment:
I ask a DC a new way to fly. He tells me to run quickly, then thrust my legs upwards behind me, and I would be thrusted forward.

I thought I might post an old dream I just remembered.
I am on a train to the South Pole. Lots of people I know are there. I feel this happy feeling of independence, freedom, and euphoria put together. It is so wonderful I cannot describe it anymore. It only appears in dreams. Eventually we reach a city at the South Pole. I have a best friend in the dream who is always with me. A wizard trains me spells and I remark 'This is like a lucid dream but real' to myself. Soon an earthquake happens and people are jumping off balconies due to fires and dying. I do what I can but I must leave. My companion, the wizard and I do lots of quests, but eventually my friend is killed. I feel horrible. I wake up.

1 pt non-lucid
2 pts wbtb
= 3 pts 3+ 114.5=117.5
3 Step Goal:
Fly
Element Manipulation
Practice a Waking Life Hobby

Personal New Goals:
Voyage through a crack I make in the earth
Find my dream house
Take a magical train to another country

Week 2 task Intermediate:
Put on a halloween costume and gain the powers/abilities of the costume.


D1: Walking to my car after shopping at a flea market. I make a wrong turn & so do a bunch of other ppl. We are all trying to walk to our cars where we are in the middle of a gun fight. There a gang of mean bikers. ( I should note that most all the bikers that I've ever met in my life were nice ppl who raise money in my town.) They are everywhere & haul us all back to their cabin where they make us all work for them. A man & his wife were running things but mostly they weren't seen together. This dream was really long. There were a lot of escape attempts that went bad & ppl got hurt in various ways. We started wearing padding under our clothes because of all of the bullets that were flying so often. These ppl holding us there were really violent. I kept having to gather intel to try & find a way out & to try & stay safe. I was informing the new ppl who had just arrived about the padding. I'm gritting my teeth & they break & chip off. I'm trying to convince the woman to ease up on us. This place was being attacked by another gang, hence the padding idea helped quite a bit. There was a horrible blood bath fight so I upped my search to find a way out. So when they took us to this water slide being made out of actual tunnels that were next to the cabin. It wasn't finished but I was told it would be the most expensive slide attraction in the world when it was done. I start my decent down the slide when Meesha Cat jumps on my head in real life & I freak the hell out! It was only 2 minutes until my wbtb alarm so I'll count that as this time.
wbtb
D2: I'm fishing in my parking lot for a living. You gotta love the dream world! Other ppl were fishing out fish & other odd things. My dream grandson was supposed to be watching a movie in a near by movie theater type place but it's supposed to be an elaborate daycare. It was really big, like an auditorium. There is a roller coaster in there & things are happening that is some what like a Harry Potter kind of theme of things that are magically happening. I try to call my daughter at work & some guy tells me that if I was a good mom she would be there but cuz I won't take care of her kids she has to stay home. I'm so mad but I don't say anything to correct him. I ask him if he is her boss & he says no. My alarm goes off & I get up.

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...

Hit another two day snag of no recall. Whereas lately I've been recalling a pretty similar handful of fragments and small non-lucids, this morning's dream was a very long non-lucid, all recalled in a lot of detail. So, without further ado, here's the latest dream adventure:
The real world was set up as a sort of role playing game, with items, stats, levels, and magic all being just a normal part of this dream's universe. In comes me, just a humble guy from the local village, preparing a large building in honor of the upcoming arrival of a very important guest. This guest was apparently some famous girl, a girl my dream self seemed to be rather infatuated by. It was normal to be though, as everybody in the village adored her. According to local rumors, she had mystical powers. Some said she was the chosen one. Me, I was just happy to be setting up this nice place for her. According to the people who assigned me the task, the building would need prepared for her to stay in while she visited the village. I even had to go grocery shopping so there was plenty food and drink for her.
So the girl, I sadly cannot recall her name, arrived. I took her on a tour of the building, and she was extremely impressed. It's here where things get hazy. But next thing I know...
In a twist of fate, the girl turned on the townsfolk. She revealed her true evil intentions, and transformed the building into a deadly dungeon filled with traps and monsters and just all around evil crap. It had turned out that all my preparation of the place was really just a trick to get it in good shape for all the previously mentioned things. I was devastated. Heartbroken. The townsfolk held me responsible, saying that I must go deal with her or suffer the consequences. And so I did.
Heading into the building, I was surprised to not find any traps or monsters at the front door, but instead, the girl herself. She was acting more like her kind self from before, but this illusion didn't last long, and she quickly transformed into her true form, a hideous red monster with wings.
It was then that I knew what I had to do. Running outside, I quickly found a climbable pathway up the side of the tall building. I scaled it, and reached the open-roofed top, where I found some potions to help me conduct a powerful magic spell. The spell, which took quite a moment to prepare, transformed the entire building back to normal in a dazzling flash of light. As for what happened to the girl in the aftermath...nobody saw her ever again.
An explosion of detail, if I do say so myself... Let's keep it up! Also, what a dream.

I was on my way to the airport to pick up some cousins(?) coming from both KY and Germany. A woman I work with was also arriving there and was there to work with us. I was ready to go back to the car but she said they were going to stay at the airport and work for about 9 more hours. I left without them, not feeling rude or worried at all about how they would get to my place.
Eventually we were all back at my place (dream, never been there before) and working on something around a coffee table. Tan carpet. Bland furniture.
Then I was living (or my parents were living here) in a giant, beautiful house with a large backyard and a pool that I have dreamt about before.
There seemed to be a kind of party going on, it was perpetually evening with lowlight but not nighttime. An old friend was there, other forgotten people, and several exes. Each ex showed up by themselves and claimed to still have feelings for me. I didn’t think it was a good idea to revisit any of these relationships, but I did tell one that we could just maybe hang out as friends for a while and see how things went.
In the pool and I saw a crow underwater, like it had drowned. It seemed to be stuck against the side of the pool about 3 feet below the surface. I felt sorry for it but did not think about it for long. I saw my old friend goober and attempt to grab it but she couldn’t reach it for some reason. Eventually one of my oldest exes swam over and without a word managed to get it and put it on the side of the pool. I looked it the crow, sopping wet, and felt sad again and that twinge of whatever that feeling is when your around something that is dead.
Then the crow started to move! It slowly sat upright and seemed to be practicing opening and closing it’s beak. I exclaimed to my ex: It was DEAD!!! It is coming back to LIFE! (Good chance to become lucid here, but alas) I moved towards the crow and it looked my way, but in the way that a blind person does, like the crows eyes weren’t working very well yet.

I walked around the pool and patio and collected clothes. Actually just several pairs of my pants, all drenched and muddy from apparently being rained on? Not the kind of wetness that comes from pool splashing. Next to one pair of pants were two black runes with white markings on them. I also picked up a tweed tote bag, still with a tag on it.

Two different people at this gathering had journals that used to being to Obama— one was like a brainstorming journal with sketches and notes and the other was more planned and put together.

I was in a small circular room, and my perspective was from the ceiling near a wall. I seemed to be floating without a body. I watched a woman do weird hand tricks with snakes. All I could see was her arm (not sure how, I know there was a small audience in the room too) The snakes ranged from normal size to giant, perhaps the girth of a couch. the biggest snake was yellow. The woman’s hand made odd formations and touched the snakes periodically on the heeds, which transfixed them, and kept them from biting her. She almost got bit once, but managed to pull off some amazing stunt with her hand and the snakes left the room one by one.

Thoughts:
Different kind of ex dream here. The perpetual evening of this dream gave it a particularly surreal vibe. The backyard and pool were comforting, the kind of feeling I’ve had when vacationing at really nice homes. Safe, warm. I’m not rue what the crow means. Crows in waking life are important to me, so it isn’t unusual for me to dream about them, but these circumstances feel a little symbolic, but Im not sure of what.
I’ve had dreams of large snakes before, several times in fact, but this one felt almost shamanic.
The Obama reference, just weird!