non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP I am leaving Soraia at some junkyard temporarily for some reason and I don't want her to follow me, which is hard because the gate doesn't perfectly close, it has gaps and she manages to escape through it. So she follow me. I pick her up again and hand her over to the junkyard guy. Then I go to a class at the university. I sit at a desk with some other girl I know and she offers me a bag of meat for my dogs, which I start shredding with my hands hile the teacher talks in the background. Some people see it and make some remarks about it. Not so much for doing it in the class, but how can I be doing that if I am vegan? Then I spot Soraia going around the room looking for me - she escaped again - and I select a portion of meat to offer her. I bend down closer to the ground and call for her to come, which she does and I give her some meat. The room is now an ampitheathre outside in some old archeological ruins. On each side of the amphitheatre there is a corridor sided by stone walls ending and both ending in an area with large steps or small platforms where we can also sit. I followed Soraia here. I see a nice stone that I think would be great to take home and put under the leg of a table that is unstable, so I pick it up. Then I see a shadow and hear a noise and look up and there is some sort of catapult that I accidentally triggered by removing that stone. First I am afraid to be squashed but then I notice the catapult's arm is long and will actually hit the people sitting in the amphitheatre. I yell and warn them and they see it. But they are packed together and I don't know if they manage to escape. As I come closer, I stumble on people leaving the place, some that I know and I ask them if everyone is ok. They say no. Two guys were instantly killed and a 3rd person died soon after plus many are injured. I panic. No one seems to know it was my fault and I am torn apart. The right thing to do is to turn myself in before they find out, on the other hand I feel I can't admit guilt right now or I'll be killed by the mob. Don't know whom to talk too. I join them mourning and trying to figure if there is any way anyone will find out it was me. I look for security cameras and there is one in the distance pointed at the corridor. Probably hard to tell that it is me in the video, but if they identify me, and probably will, i'll be suspect number one. So I better tell. Then there is some kind of gathering in an indoor auditorium to countinue mourning and honouring the dead and I stay way in the back just trying to figure out what they are saying about it. Seems like no one is pointing to culprits and assume it was a freak accident, so now I have doubts if I should come forward. I am torn apart and I also cry for the victims. Either way, I now carry the feeling of guilt for killing people accidentaly and it feels absolutely horrible.
20th November 2021 Fragment: Somewhat adventure-like dream. (left recall too long) Something about turning some huge metal wheels in a couple of buildings at a sea side quay. This makes the clocks of a large nearby church work again. (I have vague recall even now of the dream, visually. I think at one point I was on some rafters in the church, but I also recall it was a bit of an overcast and yellow-ish day outside.) 21st November 2021 Dream: I'm with mom in a kitchen of sorts. There's a weird gas oven of some kind that mom is using. I'm just doing some cutlery things with a cupboard. I had just been talking to H and asking if he wasn't going to eat his egg soup thing. Also something about "chef John". Mom is trying to get the gas thing going and has some rice and sausages which will be getting cooked. I tell her some wicks (?) have gone out. She increases the flow, nothing happens at first and then big flames from those wicks. I tell her she should back it down and she does. Then the food she was cooking seems to have become overdone for her liking. The sausages have supposedly gone sour, and the rice stodgy. I taste a slice of sausage and it tastes bland but not sour, although I did smell something sour. Then I'm checking my phone. Something weird is going on and I conclude it's a virus on my phone. Messages I'd received are FUBAR on a UI-level and I can't dismiss anything. Pressing home just takes me to some sort of gallery, which has pictures of beaches and of naked female porn stars or something to that effect. 22nd November 2021 Fragment: (recall left too late) Something about being on a highway or the like. Traffic direction orientation is not as I would expect for where I live. At one point I do not perceive myself as being in a vehicle and am somehow pulling myself along fast enough to at speed, but it feels like I'm struggling a bit. There's a T-junction that's more like a corner and I want to go left where the road curves more naturally.
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Last night I had a really strange dream, which thankfully gave me a break from the car dream I had the 8 nights prior. Last night I watched the State Of The Union Address and then turned on the TV in my bedroom and watched news coverage of the speech and the Iowa Caucus results once I got in my bed. I think watching this is what fueled the dream. This dream occurred in the present time. When it started I was pulling up to the butcher shop where I always buy my steaks and other good cuts of meat. I parked where I normally do in the parking lot and then started walking towards the store. Before I could get to the store, a few PETA Protestors stepped in front of me and tried to explain to me all the reasons why I should not be buying or eating meat and that instead I should switch to a plant based diet because it would save animals and more poor people could be fed. I tried to politely explain to them that in my opinion these animals are raised for the sole purpose of providing food for humans. I also explained that I like a good steak and would rather spend more money on that than less on a crappy plant based diet. As I tried to get away from them, one noticed my new Jaguar SUV and then they started telling me that I must be one of "Those People" and that doesn't care about the environment or helping those less fortunate. They asked me my feelings towards Socialism, and I tried to explain to them how awful it is. When I tried to tell them what I had seen when I visited China, it just made them turn against me even more. I tried to get away from them and go into the butcher shop, but more of them where now there and they were blocking my path. I decided then to just go back to my SUV and see if I could get the shop to deliver some steaks to my home. When I turned around, there were now a bunch of them standing between me and my SUV. I decided that the best option at this point was to just turn and run toward the road away from them since there was no point in arguing with a bunch of people I could not talk sense with. I started running as fast as I could and they kept running behind me. I kept turning my head and they were always a few hundred feed behind me. I kept running for several blocks and they were always the same distance behind me. No closer and no further away. Just as I was starting to get tired, I saw a Waffle House ahead. I sprinted in there as fast as I could and then took a seat at the bar. The mob stayed in the parking lot and did not try to come into the Waffle House. I ordered a waffle, double order of hash browns, and lots of bacon and sausage. I woke up from the dream while I was watching them cook my hash browns, bacon, and sausage. When I woke-up I was starving in my making life and had to go and fix a glass of water.
I'm looking over the meat at a butcher's stall in an outdoor market, examining it very closely. The butcher's explaining something to me, but I'm not really listening - I've come to the conclusion that this isn't what I'm looking for. I duck underneath where some of his larger cuts are hanging and into the alley on the other side. I can hear him shouting at me, and Dieter saying something to him, but I'm not paying attention. The trail of what I'm looking for is much clearer now. I walk into a house. On the floor beside the bed there's the dead body of a very large man, with rats swarming over him. The rats' behavior is unusual but familiar to me. They scatter when I come closer. Behind me Dieter asks, "Is it plague?" Plague wouldn't affect either of us directly, but it's still something to be concerned about. He came in too late to see the unusual way the rats were swarming. I don't answer him - I'm focused on something I can feel hidden in this room, somewhere in the chest of drawers. I make some comment about how the dead man had had a family, and "Three charms. One for each."
Dream - Lucid I was working at Target (never worked there IWL). It was a HUGE Target. I was walking around the store when a young lady stopped me and asked me if we had this one belt in her size, which was a weird size, a 70/30. She pointed to a big but short rectangular black belt that had holes down the middle. It was hanging up with a bunch of other belts that were all mixed up. It was the only belt of its kind that I could see. It looked like it wouldn't even fit around most people's waists because it was so short. Maybe it stretched. Anyway, I told her I didn't think we did, but I'd go check. I went to the front of the store and entered an office where a manager, a female, was standing up at a computer and working. I asked her if they had any more of that particular belt in a 70/30. She looked up the inventory on the computer and came up with nothing. Just as I thought, that was the only belt of that kind we had. I went back to find the lady; the store was so big and had so many shelves and aisles, it was like a maze. I found her looking at some dresses that were hung up on shelving instead of on fixtures. I told her we didn't have her size, a 70/30. She then said her size was a 30/70. I guess I had mixed it up, but regardless, we had no more belts like that. She then took a long, flowy, almost prom-like light blue dress from where it was hung up on the shelf. She was going to ask me if we had it in her size, but she then said "Oh, it's dirty!" I looked at it to see if it was, and did see a dirty spot. She proceeded to throw the dress on the floor. She asked if we had any more and I said no, we didn't. I looked at the other dresses that were hung up, and there weren't very many, but they were mixed up like the belts were. She started to complain about the store, all while smiling. Then, there was something about a video game, an online one that had to do with the store, though the content of the game had nothing to do with Target. It was more like an open-world RPG. I was playing and noticed parts of it were closed. I think there was some kind of maintenance or update that was going on. I was then at the store in an office with many other employees where the managers were having a meeting with us about it. I don't remember the meeting or what was said, but after that, I kept coming into work and clocking in when I wasn't scheduled. I'd stay for a few hours, walk around, play the game, or help the bakery (waking life work coming in here), and then clock out. No one had said anything to me about it, and I thought it was ok because I thought others were doing it as well. Then, I was clocked in not at my scheduled time. I was in the bakery. It was nighttime. I was thinking that maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. I then started to think about if I had worked too many hours and I as going to hit overtime. I was also trying to justify myself coming in not on my scheduled time, thinking that at least this time I was helping out and not wandering around the store for no reason. A manager then came up, the assistant store manager. He was telling Taylor and whoever else was scheduled to work something about staying late or leaving early or helping someone else out. I can't recall. But he didn't address me. I figured it was because I wasn't really scheduled to be there. It was then 9:30 pm and the lights in the bakery all went out. We were closed for the night, even though it was a bit early for that. I guess they wanted to bakery to close early for some reason. ~ I was in the bakery again. It was nighttime again also. It felt a little like my last dream, but I can't recall if the scheduling thing carried over or not. I was about to leave when my grandma walked into the back. Her hair was up in a bunch of tiny buns, and it was blonder and thicker than it is IWL. Wow, she was working at 91 years old! Impressive! I think I "remembered" something about her having worked there for years and years. She wasn't working as a baker or anything though. She was actually working in the meat department. She got out her equipment, a knife and so forth, and started to cut some raw meat off the bone. Her hands were shaking as she did it because of her age, but she kept up. I wondered how the other employees felt about her being there for so many years. Everyone must know who she is, the 91-year-old woman still working in the meat department. I was now standing a few feet away from her. She was stooped over the sink area working. I then noticed she cut her hand a little; I saw her bleeding, but she'd just wipe it off and keep going. I asked her if she cut herself, and she said yes, but didn't stop what she was doing. Maybe she was used to it; maybe it happened all the time. Then, I was in the bakery again on a different day. I asked someone I was working with, who was working on something on a back counter, if they knew Helen. They said yes. I told them she was my grandma. I don't remember what they said. I asked someone else this as well, and told them that she was my grandma. ~ I was with Dallas at our apartment. I was planting a bunch of vegetable seeds...in my nose. Yes, in my nose. I think Dallas planted some things in his nose as well. I had also planted some in a roll of paper towels in the bathroom, and had planted some in some cardboard or in some other substance in the living room. It was some sort of experiment we were doing on how different conditions affected the growth of the plants. I planted carrots in the left nostril and lots of tomatoes in the right nostril. I also was planting some tomatoes and possibly other veggies in the cardboard/whatever it was in the living room, and watching as sprouts would come up almost immediately after I would plant them. It was really cool to see! I saw a timer at one point that started at zero and as the plant was sprouting, it would gradually increase. I knew I needed to water them and take care of them. I knew the ones in the bathroom would be ok because of the moisture and humidity from the shower when we showered. I was thinking about watering the ones planted in the living room. I was also thinking about how in the world the ones in my nose were going to survive at all. My nose felt runny and full from the growing vegetables. I even looked in the mirror at one point and saw some weird vegetable growing out of my nose. It looked nothing like any vegetable I know of IWL. It was long and skinny at the top, getting fatter at the bottom. The top was white, and the bottom was brown. I then had an idea of another place to plant the vegetables, which made a lot more sense than any of the other places I had planted them. I had some white, square dinner plates on the living room floor lined up in an upside down "L" shape. I couldn't plant the seeds directly on the plates, obviously. I needed some soil. Dallas was going out somewhere, so I asked him to get some soil while he was out. I looked at him, and noticed that he was wearing a red and white vertical striped button up with a red emblem on my right (his left) upper side, on his chest, but it was unbuttoned. He had a shirt on underneath it. IWL, he would not wear anything like this; it isn't his style at all, so I was surprised to see him dressed like that. He looked skinnier than he does IWL and younger too. He had no facial hair and a few freckles on his face. In fact, in a way, his clothing reminded me of something Ryan, a guy I dated over 3 years ago, would wear. His looks kind of did too, but not a whole lot. "You look good!" I said to him. He really did. He looked very polished and cleaned up. I was bent over the living room garden when something fell out of my nose. I was surprised at first, and I took a look at it. It was a large, weird looking carrot! It was orange and very fat on the top, getting skinnier towards the bottom, as carrots do, but it looked more "fake", cartoonish or something; it was very smooth. It had some leaves on the top, but not many. It was also slimy from being in my nose. I held it in my hand and examined it. I then exclaimed to Dallas "THIS came out of my nose! THIS!!" I was so shocked that something so big could come out of my nose! I then had another carrot, one from the living room garden. It looked quite similar to the nose carrot, but looked more "real"; it was more rough to the touch than the nose carrot, and also wasn't slimy from the mucus. It looked healthier to me. I was thinking about why that was. I thought about sunlight and water. I think I went to wash the nose carrot off to see if that made a difference, but it still felt smooth to touch. It still didn't seem as healthy as the living room carrot. ~ That last dream was quite vivid, especially when I was looking at my husband while he was dressed in the red and white shirt. Really, all the dreams were pretty vivid last night, I'm guessing because I was so tired and didn't sleep much the night before. All in all, a great night of interesting NLDs.
Dream - Lucid I was in a school. It reminded me of the elementary school I first attended when I moved to the town I grew up in, but it wasn't an elementary school. It was more like high school or college. I was taking a class. I remember the class being over. There was a guy who wasn't doing as well who got forced to stay. They put him in some holding chamber. I wanted to rescue that guy. The system was super fucked up. I was with some others at this point. We were on some adventure to get some magical thing (I can't remember what it is) that granted wishes. We were going to wish for a giant something that started with the letter C that looked like a Zamboni, the thing they use to clean the ice at ice skating rinks. It had something to do with breaking the guy out. We found the magical thing. It lit up when it spoke with its disembodied voice (it had no mouth or anything). We wished for the Zamboni thing that started with a C. Along with it, the world gained a layer of very slick ice and snow. Someone commented on how the first layer of ice would melt and refreeze, making it extra slick. We were riding the Zamboni thing outside in the town. It was nighttime. ~ I was at work at the bakery. They were having some roller skating day/party thing, but no one was wearing skates. They were just scooting around the floor on their socks. I asked someone about it, and found out that apparently, the manager said that since someone got hurt last time we couldn't wear skates to the skating nights anymore. I then saw a skating rink with people just scooting around on their socks looking bored as hell. Yeah, I wasn't gonna participate. This was stupid. I then was behind the counter helping this customer. It was a tall, lanky gentleman with poofy MC Hammer type pants. I don't remember what he was wearing on top, but it didn't match the pants. He kept handing me things he wanted repackaged, even things that weren't from my department. He handed me a package of raw chicken and right as I thought he was done, he handed me a package of pepperoni slices that already looked like half had been removed. Everything he said to me, I had to ask him to repeat, because for some reason, I couldn't understand him. I repackaged the chicken in one of our plastic containers that we have in the bakery, and wrapped some plastic wrap around it. I was trying to find a way to reprint the chicken label, since in the bakery we can only access the bakery label printing menu. I finally found a way, though, but I felt like it took me forever. I found the meat department label printing menu, and it had all these cuts of meat to choose from. I don't remember which one I ended up choosing. I finally finished with parachute pants man, and he thanked me. He seemed like he was in a hurry, but he was grateful for my help. I then was behind the counter by the bakery cases that have the donuts and artisan breads. My manager, Shannon, was there. Her very long hair was down instead of up and contained in a hairnet. She asked these two other girls that were with us if they knew how to do cookies. One said no, so she asked the other. I don't remember what the other said. She then turned to me and asked me something, but again, I couldn't understand her and had to ask her to repeat herself. I still am not sure what she said. I then was in the back, and there was a long line of clothing hung up on a rope that went across the middle of the room. I was going through them. They were Dallas and I's clothes. I remember seeing specifically some brown halter top that was hung up weird. Four things then fell off the hanger. I commented to Shannon about it at some point later, saying that 4 things fell off the hanger. I then was playing this game that was like a life sim, but with dogs. You could actually pick the animals you wanted. It had graphics similar to PS2 graphics. I had two golden retrievers. It looked like they were in a hamster cage. I was seeing them from a top angled view. They would get it on, then the female would develop big breasts for breast feeding. Then, two pups would be there, and then, they'd be gone, and the cycle would just loop over and over again. I thought it was happening way too fast, so I went into the settings and changed the amount of days that it took? It was weird. I changed it from 12 to 10. I then got a pop-up something saying, with a voice, that I didn't have any animals. So I went through a drop-down list and picked bunnies. This voice then told me how to masturbate the female bunny by sticking this stick thing up into it. The bunny turned over and it looked like it just had a big hole in its tummy. I stuck the stick in there. I actually felt it, too, like it felt rough and scratchy when I did it, but I was doing it right.
I was again abroad. This time it is Croatia! I was on some medieval festival. It was jousting on the scedual. At first there were inexpirienced riders, they were trying to hit tha target. It was a man made of hay and a metal helmet. One by one they were riding and hiting the body.. Or missing the target. And then 6 veterans came all dressed in black. They were riding fast and everyone of them hit the target in the head. Just cling, cling ,cling was heard. And the riders before, well they just watched with open eyes. After this show i was feeling hungry and went to the first food tent. They were serving just 2 dishes. the first was green, and the second one was in orange colour. I asked what is this.. they answered back.. one is a carrot soup.. and the other is a pea soup and this one is for free.. Ok give me one pea soup please i said. And a moment later i am at a Slovenian medieval festival. I was fully armed. I had 2 swords, shield, and some light armour, but nobody to fight with. Ahhh i said, this is boring and i decide to go home. On the way home i meet some of my colegue knights, and they were angry at me, because i didnt call them and that i had fun without them. I just answered well it was nothing there, boring.. the croatian ones were way more exciting. And then i went to a bar, to party. We were like 4guys and 3 girls.. and well the party was not for my mood, so i decided to go home. I went with one girl and one guy.. The guy was sleeping in a seperate room, so I was alone with this girl. And that is when weird thing started to happen. We started a fight with minced meat. I grabbed a fullfist of minced meat and just threw it in her face.. and she replied just the same.. we had a meat war.. and she was comming closer and closer.. she was already on my bed, and she was confused what to do.. she undressed her top, but she still had jeans on.. and she just kissed me very passionately. she started to ride me with he pants on.. and just when the fun was starting to begin, her boyfirend came home. he was talking to the other guy in the other room (oh i forgot, she was one of my exgirls which i havent seen in years) well her boyfriend came home and she jumped into her bed and pretend that she is asleep. I had her clothes on my bed and just threw them behind the bed and said.. "hey your jacket is here, what should i do with it?" She said i dont need it now.. im sleeping. I was picking up that meat we were throwing around. ANd he opened the door. He looked in quite suprisingly, he was holding a glass of water and i had full hand of meat. Well he didnt asked nothing. He went to his girls bed to check her out and she was "sleeping". Ok i finnaly cleaned the mess and wanted to go to sleep. I get in my bed.. and i couldnt. it was too small, my bed was underneath some wooden thing. i tried to get in the bed but i just fell down. I got angry and i just pulled the bed into the center of the room. I was happy, but not everybody was. That girl stood up from the bed and pushed my bed back where it was.. of course i pushed it back. And we ended pushing bed around the room. So we made a compromise where my bed should be. And when i had my bed in place there were like 400 firelighters on my bed. AAAAAA.. i was angry again. And just threw them all off my bed, and people in the room started to complain that my stuff is left everywhere in the room.. and that it is not just my room. I got angry again.. and said WHAT? these things arent even mine. And i woke up.
Bedtime: 12:30 WBTB: Woke up multiple times. Aids: none Recall: Medium Vividness: Medium Awesome Factor: Zero Feeling upon waking: Sore (neck and shoulders; painless migraine sensations) -scary escalator turned amusement park ride -truck killed geese, tried to rescue injured goslings -pulling spoiled sausages out of frozen ground; trying to save birds/puppy from dog -watching movie with Dad
Date: 17/06/2012 Place: Spare Bed in family member's house (a familiar bed I often sleep in) Time of getting into bed: 12.25am Dream 1 - Collection of a few dreams, 1 x Semi Lucid rest are non lucid. As I fall to sleep, I instantly start dreaming. Possibly REM rebound? The dreams are nothing special, I am watching friends talking in their living room, it lasts a few seconds and then I wake. This happens perhaps 4 or 5 times. The 5th time I do remember thinking 'I'm already dreaming but I just fell to sleep? Is that possible?' Hence a semi lucid dream. However I woke up instantly after thinking this. Dream 2 - Non Lucid I am in an old fashioned orphanage, which is an all boys orphanage. The boys are young and scruffy, looking like something from Oliver twist. One of the bigger boys tells us to leave as we are going to be chased by some other boys. We don't leave as we are eating. Our plates are filled with glitter of all different mixed up colours, I watch another boy as he is eating the glitter. Dream 2 - Non Lucid I am in an old fashioned orphanage, which is an all boys orphanage. The boys are young and scruffy, looking like something from Oliver twist. One of the bigger boys tells us to leave as we are going to be chased by some other boys. We don't leave as we are eating. Our plates are filled with glitter of all different mixed up colours, I watch another boy as he is eating the glitter. Dream 3 - Non Lucid I struggled to remember this dream. I am in a big market stall, farmers market type place. It is big and people are walking around. I have been told to work on a stall, cutting up meat. This disgusts me and I am very unhappy and complain about it. Some friends are with me, maybe they also cut up meat but they try to support me. I do it anyway, but cutting up the meat is so traumatizing I try to put my Ipod on to take my mind off it. I never press play. The meat is large, circular and has arseholes in it. ***NOTEWORTHY*** REM rebound Semi lucid dream I am vegetarian
There won't be much today because my mom woke me up early. First, there was this dream where Anthony and I were in this Egyptian pyramid. We were in a golden, stone hallway just hanging out. Behind me, there were two sarcophagi, although I never actually looked at them. There was a supporting pillar in front of me, and the place was lit by many torches. I went around the pillar because it was in my way, just in time to see Anthony do this weird ballet jump. I looked at him and said, "What the hell was that?" We both laughed and this became an inside joke. We both then did a bunch of half-assed mock ballet jumps to make fun of him. There was one dream that involved a game show I think, and Butch was there, but I don't remember the details. The next dream I had took place at this lady's house (may have been Ms. Ward). She was either a friend of Mom, or some relative. We were on a road trip to various states that had family in them, and Mom and this lady, who was very big and in a red sweater, were talking about where she would go next, and how long each trip would take. I don't remember the exact states, but I knew that there was one we could have went to out west that would take 18 hours to get to. There was another one more south that would take around 14 hours. Mom thought these rides were too long, and the lady mentioned that it was only 8 hours to New York (we were already somewhere west of New Jersey). To emphasize how easy the trip was, the lady mentioned that we would only have to "land the plane right on the bay." When I heard this, I became slightly apprehensive about the trip. I didn't want to get all of my bags and everything wet. This whole time, Sean and I were eating platefuls of meat. There were ribs, meatballs, pork, and other stuff. The meatballs were the most important, like they were the lady's specialty or something. Sean was having a hard time getting some of the meat off of the fat from the ribs, and to show him that he had to use his hands, I ripped a big chunk of meat from one of the ribs, and showed him, as if to make him jealous that I was doing it right or something. The plates of meat were on the counter of the kitchen we were in. The whole room had a very cozy vibe to it, with the walls being dark in color, and all the cabinets having a log cabin aesthetic. The counter that had the plates had doorways to the left and right of it. The one to the right led to some sort of living room, where I could vaguely make out a fireplace (I think). The doorway to the left was very dark, and I couldn't see where it led, but I knew that it wrapped around to the other room. There was a giant table behind me when I was facing the counter, and that was where Sean and I were eating. There was also a counter/table in the middle of the kitchen (one that you could walk around), and that was where Mom and this lady talked. The house looked very nice. I might have had a false awakening here, because I think I looked at the clock, and I saw that it was 4 pm. I thought to myself out of frustration, "how is that possible? I didn't want to sleep that long, but I'm still tired." Then I went back "to sleep". In the last dream I had this night, there was an eerie closet in my room where my dresser would be. my room looked pretty much the same except that next to the door to my room, there was another door that led to this enormous walk-in closet, which looked a lot more like an empty basement than a closet. Inside, there was just a big, empty space with mirrors on all of the walls. The room inside was about 20 feet by 20 feet (however, I'm bad at guessing measurements) and had about 6 dusty, old support beams scattered around evenly. One of my cats kept going in there, although I don't think this really had anything to do with the dream, so much as it just being something the cat would do. Mom thought the room was haunted, and I didn't want to go in there, mostly out of the fact that it was completely dark in there, and just creepy looking. I'm sure there was a door to the room, but it was always open, or maybe there were saloon doors or something. But anyway, whenever I tried to look inside the room, I couldn't see anything, as if I had taken my glasses off, and my room suddenly became dimly lit. Mom woke me up around the second or third time the cat went into the closet. Also, I wrote down "club/closet in room" so I guess it was also a club of some sort at one point, although I don't remember that part.
Class and Securing the Hill I was in a class, but don't know what I was learning. We all chose net-books for the day. They were all unique. One computer had a problem. Dream skip? I went to a grassy hill and was going to fight some machines. Everyone in my unit or on my team had a vehicle that served as protection. I chose a place on the hill that offered protection from ahead and from behind. These dreams repeated. When I went to class again, I knew one of the computers had a problem. I got the same computer I had had before because I knew that one worked. I saw some meat that had been flattened and salted. It was raw. I ate some and realized some how, not by the taste, that the meat had been poisoned. I started to spit out the meat. Every time I spit, I had a lot more spit to spit out. I spit enough to fill a baggie half way. I left the class. I was on the hill again. Someone had a boa constrictor--possibly a red tail boa. It was about 8 feet long. They were letting it get very close to me. It was trying to bite me. Eventually I was trying to hold it anyway. I tried to get it behind the head, but being tired in waking life (I guess), I couldn't focus on it much. I ended up holding it by the tail and letting it crawl on the ground. Then I was positioned on the hill again. My spot was now vulnerable from the rear. I didn't like that at all. I had a premonition that we would be attacked from the rear. I ended up in some kind of a room that was walled by tough, nylon strapping material. I had a machine gun. It was like a cross between an AK-47 and an AR-15. I liked having it. I shot about 15 bullets and then thought I should stop in case I hit someone. I wanted to get out of the room, so I started pulling the strapping and it was coming loose. Eventually I guess I did get loose with someone else who was in the room with me. Then I was in a military aircraft. I was never in the military. We were preparing for something. I was trying to get my machine gun it a case because I didn't want to leave it, and I didn't want to walk around wherever I was going with an open machine gun. One of the other guys with me, a superior I think, threw a jacket out of the plane. I was upset because I think it was my jacket. It was as though I wasn't supposed to keep the military property (including the gun). I quickly put on another jacket so as to claim it. That meant the jacket thrown out was someone elses. OGF I met a girl who looked like someone I used to date. I was my current age--she was the age I met her. I approached her nervous of how she would respond to what I wanted to tell her. I told her that I know I am much older, but I just wanted to tell her that she looked like an ogf. She looked exactly like her. I was in love. Later, she responded more to my liking, and I became semi lucid, or at least controlled my dream. I started holding her. I was taking my time to go up her shirt because I was enjoying being with her, but I realized I may wake up soon, so I started going further up her shirt. I got so far as to feel where her breast started. I didn't go further because I wanted to save some of the enjoyment. I never got to feel her breast, but I was enjoying looking at her face too much.
*I am at a station; it looks like Liverpool street station. There is a girl (probably Reshika) running in front of me trying to catch a train. I am supposed to go with her. But as she runs through the tourniquet and I follow her, it doesn’t let me through. So I want to run around, but the attendant shows me that I cannot go around. So I show her my oyster pass, but she says no. I distract her attention and get through, but I cannot get in to the train. I knock on the window on her that I cannot go. She looks upset. Later I decide that I will go after her on my bike and start preparing all necessary things. Though, I feel that I haven’t cycled for a while. We exchange few texts as I am preparing my stuff, and I can see that she is very upset about the fact that I didn’t go with her. **A reappearing sign in this dream were two chameleons. Every time as I am coming back home I can see two chameleons sitting on a branch. One of them is greenish colour and the other brown. I seem to have a friendly relationship with them. But one of them changes in to a ferret or such, and goes hunting. I could see it running around on my GPS. Then I see one of them on GPS being still for long. It’s in the middle of a motorway. It never returned back. It must have got killed by a car or so. That’s what I feel. ***I sit in our living room in Czech with Martin. There is a little plane. Martin says that he needs to cook and went shopping for vegetable and other stuff. He is probably going to the Turkish shop, he says that he needs onions. He has the paper plane. I think there is Salaba too and he plays with the airplane. But he tries to move the wings and they break. He gets upset and repeats that he has to buy a new one. At this time I am leaving on my bike, going to see R. She messages me that she has been crying for the last two days. ****Then I am at work. There is Laura some other guy and I. The lights are very dim (!!!!!!!!!). So I turn on the lights. Then I realise that there is the inspection coming soon. So I say we have to clean and polish everything. Laura starts saying that it’s all clean. The lights come up. Suddenly some man enters the deli. I don’t like the way he looks and don’t feel any sympathy towards him. He says “look what I have got for you” and shows us large plasma screen. He says that he comes to install it and asks where we want it. He suggests putting it right by the entrance near the fridges. I have a feeling that there used to be a TV. He drills the holes and starts pulling the cables through. But he needs something heavy and takes large chunk of meat from the fridge. So I look at him what he is doing and ask him. He tells me that he needs something heavy. I tell him off that no way this is possible because of health and safety. He starts pulling some green cable trough but needs some help so he asks me. I come to help him and when I start pulling the green cable out he gives me another one to tie them together. I asked him whether to connect them ends the same way or opposite each other.
I was in my old apartment in Taiwan and I woke up in the room and realized I was really late to a IMSA trip. My dad help me put up cloth. so I was wearing the brownie T-shirt, a white formal-looking blouse, and a kimono (??). I put those random stuff in the purse Anu gave me (it feels like that time when I was late to 6 flags). I went to the school with a book about an adventure in hand. oddly, I started to help my friends lifting book. My roommate had a lot of book to carry, so I helped her with that. Lucy had at least five huge stacks of book she needed to carry, so I helped her carry them to a library, which was filled of books. because of all those work, I missed the trip, luckily those people only went to "korean to korean" , "popcorn world" (something like that) those restaurants, and there are more trips on that week. i kinda feel bad about missing the sushi meal in "korean to korean". I was hungry and I went into a room where Jing was sitting in front of a plate filled with mini hamburgers. the meat looked like turkey to me, but she told me it was beef. So I could only eat one of those apples with onion in them; I closed my eyes to chew the apple and onion. I also dreamed of seaweed wrapped around rice on a plate. On the circular seaweed (beneath it is rice) a dead, short snake is wrapped within seaweed. I was in line with my IMSA friends waiting to get onto a plane and I want to eat. but I was afraid that the dead snake already contaminate my seaweed and rice. I took the snake in the seaweed from my plate and put it in my pocket because something told me that I should keep it, and then I ate everything else on that plate. when I reached the end of the line I remembered to wave at vlad in case he got mad at me again for getting ahead of him, but unlike that time at six flag he was cool with it.
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