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July 13, 2014
10:00 AM

Overall rating: 3/5
Vividness: 3/5
Plot: 2/5
Lucidity: 0/5

3mg melatonin before bed

I had 2 dreams but i can not remember the first one but i knew it was good, i recalled it when i woke once in the morning but fell back asleep and forgot.

As for dream 2, me, Bill, Kyle, and dad were walking into a big harbor area with a lot of boats, long docks, and fishing crews. When we forst arrived, it was night time, and we were outside a big walled and gated area. When we walked up to the big doors, they opened up for us showing the harbor. There was a lot of people walking around, shipping containers, and cranes. Most of the floor was wood laid down over the main ground, and over the sea wall and down to ships as docks. We walked straight across from the doorway to the end of the docks where we could see the water 50ft below us as well as some ships getting prepared to go. They looked like fisherman/navy boats but they had huge masts too. We turned right from where we were looking over the docks down a narrower path into a restaurant. I noticed there was a guy working on the mast right next to me at about the same height up. Before we went in i looked down into the water and it was dark, relatively calm, and i could see the boat the guy was standing on. Inside the restaurant, the floor was the same as the docks and there was finally light. We had a waiter bring us to a table. Me and kyle were supposed to get pictures taken there for some reason so we moved over to a fish tank thing to do it.

Dream went kinda blank then

Then we were back at the house, except my friend danny was there too. We were standing on the basememt stairs when i heard my dad and brother get back and then Bill shut the door and locked it in front of us, me and danny were locked in the basement. I told him i knew another way out. We went down the stairs tothe basement floor. It was a finished basement. The carpet on te stairs and floor was white, the walls were white too. And there was relatively bright lights on the ceiling making it light enough to see things well. There was some clutter here and there but not much. My running shoes were on the floor and i asked danny if he needed to borrow them but he said he did not. I was about to open a door into another room but then i was woken up.

Notes:
first dream I had about the ocean since I was on vacation, also the first day I went actually swimming in the ocean, tho i saw it once before. Not only did i swim but i took a moment become aware of everything, close my eyes and feel free floating. Noticed its almost always night time in my dreams. Since i have been on vacation, I've seen the family i have been with a lot in my dreams that i am with on vacation.

Reoccurring elements:
Night time

I am in some unique parkway area, already partially lucid, in the rainforest. There are pathways and boardwalks leading around jagged peaks jutting out of the ocean. Exotic tropical flora covers almost every available square inch of the ground. It was magnificent. I could not however get the full view of the location as it was a rainy, foggy, muggy day.
I am walking down the pathway when my dream guide shows up, and BAM, fully lucid. But she doesn't look like herself, she's way old. Usually she's a teenager like me, but now she's probably in her 50's or 60's with greying hair, and wearing a running outfit. But I've seen her be everything from a toddler to a really buff man, and go through about a million outfits along the way. I just know her when I see her.
She asks me to follow her, then turns and runs the other way, and I follow. So I begin pushing across the ground, not so much running as I am just hovering to keep pace with her, and she begins talking.
She slowly comes out and says that she is telling me her name. First name, then Surname, then middle name. (Why this was such a big secret until now remains a mystery...) But here we are. Her full name was (and I guessed on the spelling, Just pronunciation)
Maneimonei Qui Tarr
Two years ago, she told me to pick a name for my dream journal. Now she tells me her actual name. You know what, there is no way I am going back and editing the 100-odd entries that reference the placeholder name Lia. So my dream guide will simply be referenced as Maneimonei from now on.
I repeated the name to myself several times as to not forget it, and layer down some stabilization by rubbing my hands together. I was not certain how much longer this lucid dream would last.
The two of us arrived at a large stucco building with a small ventilation duct cut into the side. She crawls inside. I try to follow, but I don't fit.
I try to shrink myself to go inside, but cannot. So I begin pulling on the sides of the entrance and making it bigger. I crawl in, pushing on all sides of the interior of the building making it bigger as I go. I wake up.

I'm in my Grandma's back bedroom with my niece. We are sitting on the lower bunk of the bunk bed. I'm packing a bag for us. I'm not really in a hurry and I feel pretty calm. My older sister walks into the room and sits down next to me. I look up and notice her hair is lighter. I ask her about it and she tells me how she's been, little by little, making it a lighter and lighter blonde. I look at it more closely and notice that it's not just one shade. There's yellow blonde and white blonde. There are also streaks of shimmery silver as well. She looks very beautiful. Mom walks in and looks at us. She notices me admiring the hair and gets mad. She knows that it's being done only to get the attention of an ex-boyfriend. My sister looks sad and she looks at the floor as mom leaves the room. I smile at her and tell her that she looks beautiful and I love her hair. She looks back up at me and smiles. She says thank you and gets up to leave. My uncle then runs into the room and says that we can't leave. There's a storm that's gotten too big and dangerous, which will make it almost impossible to travel on the ship we are taking. It's not wise to travel when the ocean is so dangerous. I feel a little bummed, but I understand and I stop packing.

Getting up frustrated about no LDs. i realize that I am lethargic and can barely see. I keep trying to fix this, but can't. I wake up

DEILD back. I get frustrated that I couldn't get back in the dream and get up. Something attacks and I can't even move. It drops me to the floor. I want to get up, but it wakes me.

DEILD back. NyxCC
I get up. I fly outside really fast and calm down. Dream goals... NyxCC I think, and look around the street, I see a figure getting into their car. I fly there quickly before she has a chance to drive off. I grab her hand before she gets out of the car. She is inches shorter than last time, and wider.
"Come with me, got somewhere to explore" I say, since she seems to be losing interest.
"Ok, I know where we are going, I have a way to get there. Just got to grab something fist." She walks around the car and disappears. Dang it. wake up.

DEILD back. Enemy attacks again.

DEILD back. NyxCC
I try to make it out of the house, but my dream body isn't working very well. I lay down and teleport out of the house. I see a lot of cars wrecked in the road. I notice that it is probably my fault, since I am standing right in the middle of the road. I realize that there is no one in any of the cars. Touché dream. I slow down... I try to think of a creative way to find her. I see a body in the wreckage and walk to it and see that it is just legs, not what you normally think of when you think "legs in wreckage", but more like a pair of legs that were made to be that way. On to option number 2, I turn to the sky and don't see what I am looking for, but there are plenty of clouds to conceal it. I decide to just head there. I send out a message to NyxCC on my phone to where I am going (I just touch the phone to send it). I think of where I am wanting to go and direct the wind that way. I start floating over there and realize that I need to fly faster and higher. I walk up a few steps and it sends me from about 5 mph (8 kilo/hour) to about 100 (160 kilo/hour) and about 100 meters up. I notice that I am not alone and I turn around to see NyxCC behind me flying along. She is flying like a DBZ character and looks back to her normal self (normal from what I have seen of her in dreams).


"Try and keep up!" I yell and speed up to double my speed. She flies above me and I turn around and fly upside down. She pushes me down and I start falling. I can see the water coming at me, smell the ocean. I keep going at that speed and pull myself up at the last second before I hit the water. I can feel the water splashing on my back and I lift my head up to the sky. NyxCC is a few inches away from me and smiling. She shoves me down again, but this time I fall into the water. I go down a bit and then float back up. NyxCC is laughing and I start laughing too. I imagine a small island behind me and start swimming towards it. It is a small floating child's playground. I climb on shore and step up to the playground. I try to imagine a ladder to the place I want to go in the sky, but can't seem to find one. I find a small place under a slide and try to imagine that it is a teleportation device. I make some buttons on the bottom of the slide and hit them. Nothing happens. I decide to just apparate and get there. I can see the place in my mind. I grab NyxCC's hand and turn, nothing happens. I imagine it in my head more and more and am in a limbo between both places. NyxCC's hand makes it more real back on the play-island. I try to do this about six times and it wakes me up on the sixth time.

So me, Lia, Jack, and robot arm girl (Need a name for her) are vacationing on this tropical island. I remember seeing high, jagged cliffs and huge trees stretching hundreds of feet into the air. It was a magnificent island to be on.
Unfortunately, we wouldn't be staying for long. Jack wants to take everyone out on a boat. We all head down to the dock only to find out that our 'boat' is a dirty torn up old raft with some rusty piece of scrap metal attached to the back that might have been some sort of engine. We all pile in. The thing can barely hold all four of us, and it's leaking.
Jack leads the expedition onward. The 'engine' we have is pushing us along pretty slowly, and occasionally one of us will use a bucket to throw water out of the boat. We get out into open water to find it calm and still. A thick fog rolls in , and there are garbage rafts floating on the surface of the water. We cut the engine and begin drifting slowly. In one of the heaps of garbage there is a fishing pole. Jack asks me to grab it and give it to him. I do.
He casts it into the water.
Robot Girl: Psh, yeah right, like you could catch something...
Jack gets a bite. Then all of the sudden he gets pulled so hard by the fish that he gets pulled out of the boat into the murky water. Jack grabs the boat with one hand and holds the fishing rod with the other and pulls us along. With this setup we were actually going faster than we were with the engine.
I begin to speculate about the size of the fish that must be on the other end of that line.
In fact the 'fish engine' goes on for a couple of minutes, and we keep on picking up speed. We get through the fog and realize we are approaching another island and like 20-30 miles per hour. This is the best part; the fish runs our boat aground on the beach and begins flopping around in the sand. Jack takes his survival knife and kills it.
The island we have landed on has a seafood shop and they will supposedly have a master chef prepare any fish you catch. We all agree to eat... whatever kind of fish he hooked. I couldn't identify it. It was one of those big flat fish. It was almost sort of diamond shaped, and maybe 18 inches across. He cuts it into four pieces and then exclaims that he is too hungry, and can't wait for the fish to cook and eats his portion raw.
Gross.
We go into the seafood restaurant and they begin preparing the three remaining portions of fish. ]I am talking amongst my dream characters and become properly lucid.
I wake up.

Something to do with one of my classic dream signs. I am swimming near the shore of the ocean and large waves come in and crash down on me making it difficult for me to keep myself from drowning.

I was in some kind of restaurant or nightclub sitting with a large group of dream characters. I'm going to skip over what are discussion was about as it was very immature and inappropriate.

I know that I got lucid. I cannot recall what induced the lucidity, or what the situation was prior, but I do recall that it was only momentary before I awoke.

June 20, 2014

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Loud Soup

I was in a really, really tall building. The room I was in was sort of sticking out of the building, so that the floor beneath my feet were some thousand feet in the air. I remember looking out the window and being terrified because there was nothing holding the floor up except that it was attached to the building's wall. I was with an old woman and her granddaughter, who was a little older than I am (I'm 22 in case you're wondering)

We were eating soup, and I was for some reason swallowing REALLY loudly every single time. I tried to be quiet about it, but couldn't make my swallowing less noisy haha!



She Got A COW?!

I was living in a coastal city; there was a huge crane building something in the harbor, and there were two or three very, VERY large sailing ships. I was there with the backpacking group; we all lived there and worked on building things in town. We lived in dorms and our lives were fairly well controlled, but not oppressed.

One day we had a field trip to a city along the coast; we were going to take a tour of a mall/factory thing.
We all got on a bus, and a large screen reading 5100 turned on. As the bus moved, the meter ticked down (it was at 5010 or so when we got to the location) and it marked how far we could each walk for the day, but I don't remember what units it was in. During the bus ride, I remember turning toward the window to look out over the ocean, and as we crossed a large suspension-ish bridge, I could see the huge crane from our hometown, as well as the huge boats.

When we got to the mall/factory, it was decided that Zukin would be our group's leader, and she started making really weird faces at us all. As I get off the bus, I make a note to myself to get a new wallet while we're at the mall/factory, since my old one was getting worn-out.

So, Zukin had this weird look on her face basically the whole tour. It was a bit like that face you make when you're pretending to be a fish. We walked through the entrance into a large, high-roofed room with shops along the walls. It was oval-ish in shape, and we walked toward a hallway to our right. It led to a production line-type-thing where we learned how they took these large black stones and carved them along one edge to reveal bright, rainbow iridescent layers. Then they carved a flat line for a base to stand it up on, and then patters along the edges. On the other flat side, they carved it so that there was only a very, very thin layer of black on top of the next colorful layer. They then carved pictures into that edge. The pictures were all different, and because the black layer was so thin, what ever got carved out wasn't a deep cut, but still revealed the rainbow beneath, and so the pictures that were revealed were really colorful This about those scratch-away art pages that were so popular in the 90s.

At the end of the tour, we each got one to take home. Mine had an anime-style picture of a girl with long hair and bangs leaning on her elbows. She was laying on her stomach on a bed, and a blanket was covering her from the stomach down. She was holding a book in her hands and looking at the POV with a surprised look on her face.

Zukin got a cow on her picture. I was so jealous.

Anyways, we all got food, as well. There was oatmeal and yogurt, and fruit and such. It was a very breakfast-y thing. I sat down at the table, so that Zukin, who was at one of the heads of the table, was to my right. So I was in the seat to her left. I suddenly realized that everyone else had sat on the other side of the table, not next to me. I suddenly felt really alone and inadequate and unwanted, and then I woke up.

6/24/14

Last night bed 10 pm - 4:50am

DR at 3:30 am

1. Asian family is mine

2. There is a street race withvery loud cars

3. This third one is a kind of a dream, that stays with you for very long time.

So I'm standing on a beach in French Guyana.

I'm in awe. It's unbelievable. Only sand and water. No trees, no nothing. Just the way I like it. Sand and water.

They have these huge flood lights on, illuminating it all. Sand, water, air... Like those huge lights at football stadiums.

The whole area is of one color. The most georgeous blue I can imagine. The blue, that makes me cry from sheer happiness. I mean sand is yellow, air is air and water is blue, but it all has this bluish/greenish hue.

I only realize the lights were on, when they turn off. That's when i see that the skies are starting to get brighter, as morning is approaching.

Only now the brilliance of the blue color comes out in full force. Words can't describe it.

I look to my left and I see some people in the water. It surprises me how fast they got there. It looks like it's some kind of a water sports club. They are all standing on sticks that are horizontal, laying on the water. Like a paddleboard, but they have one for each leg, and they are skinny just like a stick. They have one long stick in hand to propel themselves with it.

I see some waves, gently splashing against the shore. it's so inviting, I can't resist. I say I'm going in, even if I dont have bathing suit. I walk in up to my knees and water is splashing against me, making me all wet. It's warm.The bottom is pebbly, like an aquarium. Not sandy. Pebbles are very colorful and clearly seen through translucent water. I point out some sea shells to someone, and pick one up, only to find a little crab living in it. I put it back and watch him scurry away.

Morning of June 16, 2014. Monday.



This is one of those dreams that seems somewhat lucid in a tentative experimental sense; vivid and with an energy that seems close to “purifying”, and yet not fully lucid where total conscious control is utilized - thus I remain mostly a witness.

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It starts out at a level where I feel energetic and very well, almost with a sense of ongoing “completion” and "perfection” regarding my life’s path. I am not sure of the location. It is probably a more integrated composite of several houses including our present home, sister Marilyn’s older house, and Cubitis, as is sometimes the case, yet such composites always vary from dream to dream including in directional orientation. The overall layout is most similar to Cubitis, yet the essence is more like our last home on Barolin Street. My wife Zsuzsanna and I are involved in some sort of educational work, but my sister Marilyn appears and so does brother Jim. Even though both relatives (from my mother’s side) have passed away, Marilyn makes an unusual comment about Jim being there and points it out in a way that she “knows” something is not quite right. It does not even seem unusual to me that someone who had died is now at the house pointing out how somehow else had died. It seems to be about midday.

Jim seems very cheerful but soon starts talking about a tidal wave approaching, excitedly pointing in its direction and talking about its force and size. I am able to see the large wave coming from about two blocks away but it does not seem to be a major destructive force. This one is only slightly above rooftop level as it approaches. I am somewhat annoyed by the idea of having some of our belongings damaged by water, but it is not a dominant thought. I get a clear feeling that I will just have to deal with it and am I neutral in the implications after a short time. The wave hits and water rushes through the house in a somewhat exhilarating sense (as if it was almost an enriching event). I notice other people outside yelling about it, but not in terror; more like mild surprise.

A little later, I go outside to the direction where the wave had approached from and the scene and landscape changes dramatically and it is also now late in the evening. I am in a state of lucidity but witness-only awe relative to the various types of ways the world can end, all occurring at the same time (which seems very amusing to me for some reason, almost like some sort of unlikely gag). I have no fear or worry at all and feel a positive energy; almost enthralled to near physical pleasure. Jim is now very happily swimming in the ocean to my left (apparently much of the world has been flooded). Zsuzsanna and I are standing on a balcony-like area or more like an elevated area of a Medieval castle.

As in many past dreams of semi-lucidity relative to ocean scenes, I imagine the creation of a plesiosaurus-like sea serpent which materializes in a fairly short time and rises from the water. Above us, but towards the horizon - at about a seventy-degree inclination (common for viewing in-dream events in the sky) there are odd events occurring near and on the visible but dim sun even though it is fully nighttime. The sun, though, seems to be behind some sort of odd "filter” or unusual static (unmoving) squarish gray cloud. Slightly to its right are several small meteors moving horizontally to my right in sparse clusters, all different colors (red, green, purple, blue, etc.), seemingly fizzing across the sky almost like the appearance of sparklers (perhaps to also aid in the end of the world along with other events I seem to be aware of, such as earthquakes, Earth going out of orbit, volcanoes, etc.), but I am not sure if they are close or farther out in space.

I call happily out to Jim about the sea serpent behind him. He cheerfully turns and swims in the opposite direction, directly towards it, and deliberately swims into its open mouth as if that were the best thing he could do with his life. He even makes an extra attempt to make sure he is aligned properly to the jawline to get eaten as quickly as possible. This strange behavior seemed expected in the back of my mind. Meanwhile, meteors are hitting in the distance.

Later, my dream seems to shift and I am with some unknown people (or composite variations of male classmates from high school) in a casual street scene. One asks me if I had been “damaged”, referring to my childhood and relationship with my brother Earl (died November 29, 2007 at only 67), and my response is a cheerful confirmation that I had not been. He was not mean-spirited or abusive in any way, even though he did steal from family members at times.

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Morning of June 16, 2014. Monday.



I am at our present address on W Street. Our youngest son Oliver is playing outside. I go outside into our backyard, look under our house near our wooden steps, and soon notice an “ocean” under our house at where ground-level would otherwise be. This uniquely isolated ocean feature solely under our house in this part of town has a large sea monster living within it yet somehow also lives in the “real” Pacific ocean much of the time via some sort of “portal” or unexplainable underground or underwater access point. The sea monster is a rather atypical squid-like creature with jellyfish-like features and of a pale violet color, with seemingly random truncated cylindrical legs of differing lengths. At one point, it somehow builds a brick wall in the middle of the underneath of our house (with no back story concerning where the bricks originated from), running east and west, by which I can then not visually follow it or learn what it may be up to; for example, in trying to burst up through our floor in a particular room north of the wall - which I actually expect at one point - especially on our front porch, though this never occurs. This is a rather strange setup; sort of like a hybrid of a semi-lucid dream and a (fairly rare) vertical composite of themes or symbols, with the undesirable or threatening elements being below me and probably related to supraconscious access (via the metaphorical ocean presence under our home).

Sea monsters (in a negative association, not when they are “pets”) may often represent invasive but more isolated “collective consciousness” (or again, supraconscious links) - sometimes caused by people you cannot realistically relate to - or with their invasive wrongful beliefs being a part of your day to day experiences - sort of as with the negative connotations of an invading alien (which may represent an annoying relative or associate - even someone you have not meant). As I have documented in my past, dream characters are often not an extension or direct “part” of the dreamer at all as some people seem to erroneously believe, but situational connections with outside forces or external concerns as in real life. Some dreams have characters that are a “part” of the dreamer (as a reflection of one’s particular attributes for review), but many do not, especially the very common literally precognitive layers.

6/15/14

Last night bed 9pm, exhausted from work and second job.

Had lots of dreams. This one came back to me at 5am when I woke up for work.

DR:

I'm with class or work at some ceremony. I don't think it's a bad thing, but not entirely good one either. I feel like they are telling us what to do or not to do.

We are standing, sitting around an indoor swimming pool. They tell us to come closer. So we all very reluctantly move to the left side and find places to sit. Nobody wants to sit to the left, because that's where they are, so we kinda try to sit hiding behind the person next to us. They are reading some rules to us and we suppose to acknowledge it.

Now we are walking someplace on the street. Sudenly, street has turned into some ocean or a shoreline. We need to cross to the other side, but the tide has come in and waves are breaking against houses, covering up the sidewalk. We go closer to see if we can still pass, if the water is shallow, or if we run across between waves.

The street is very narrow at that point, and that makes the waves to swell up. I'm explaining to someone, that waves may not be that tall out on the ocean, but when they come to the chokepoint, they grow in height and intensity. I remember being in turbulent water like that before and I sort of experience it again, at the same time as I'm standing there with others.

So we are thinking about swimming to the other side. I'm telling others it could be dangerous, because of turbulence, swift currents, deep water and large waves. Plus, we are in our street clothes and it's hard to swim in jeans. And we would be all wet when we get to the other side.

Date:12th of june.
Total sleep:10 hours.
Supplements: B6 and melatonin.
Daytime Techniques:RC's, mantras, sensory awareness training.
Lucid Techniques:was not lucid.
Recall Techniques: Mantras, dream journal.
Fell Asleep:12.00
Dream Title: sex scandal at the supermarket.
Dream: I only remember bits of the dream, some of it being: Having sex with someone named Suzie? (wtf) Outside of a supermarket. And finging she posted pictures of my penis on the internet to get back at me, for what, i cant remember. Also being by a trailer at the highway, before eventually swimming out to raft in the ocean with my little sister. After we arrive at small raft, we spot a bigger one, and swim out (my little sister clinging to me). When we reach the raft i see a familiar face, Hannah. My memory stops there.
Awake:08.00
Vividness:9
Awareness:2
Length:8
Recall: 2
Emotions/feelings: happines, shame, aroused.
Dream Signs: common DC's (Trym, familiy)
Objects/places/DC's: Supermarket, highway, ocean, trailer, raft, people, alcohol, Trym, George Clooney, Suzie, Hannah, Mia, Video.

Dream fragments: Have a faint memory of a ''beauty and the best'' kinda scene.

5/18/14

Last night bed 9:45 - 4:50 I fell asleep quite easily, it wasn't as hot as last few days.


DR1:
going to the other side have to swim over narrow ocean-river, which is beautiful tropical ocean blue in low tide, but turns into fast current at high tide. So we are going to a news stand to buy a tide-calendar. Friend of mine buys one for dollar. We open it and it's crap. It says all month for the whole year, but the info on many of them is insufficient, as it says "october, november, there will be 2 tides". Some of the month are ok, with detailed times.

But I don't like it, so I find the person who scammed my friend by selling that to her and I demand my dollar back at no uncertain terms.

DR2:
I'm in Mexico with a friend. Restaurant-hopping. Or should I say food shack, street vendor hopping. We are ordering all kinds of food in this outdoor restaurant, while I insist on ordering authentic mexican for me, saying "when in mexico, eat mexican food, when back in US, eat tacos (from TacoBell).

There are some burritos with camarones (in dream this means shrimp) and I see then neatly curled up, nice an pink, in a burrito. We are already at 2-3 place and ordering some lemonade with our food. When I say "how about beer". So we order beer. I ask what they have, and they have Corona, and 2-3 other kinds. I know one other, but not rest of them. They bring us beer in rather small brown bottles and beer looks like it's dark. I'm glad, coz I love dark beer, but I would have prefered Corona at that moment. So anyway, they bring beer to my friend, but not to me. So I go looking for it and see there is some under some mats and crap on the floor and also that there is a large dog sleeping in there. I find my beer on some nearby shelf.

DR3:
I'm in my childhood home. Looking out from my 1.floor bedroom at the ocean that is where my backyard used to be. It's so beautiful, bright blue, tropical ocean. But waves are gathering, in some places is still tropical blue, but waves are turning into dark blue. They are hitting the house and I'm betting, that they will break into the apartment below us. They are reaching bottom of my balcony. I'm standing there with my dad, marveling at the beauty and complexity of the gathering waves. Now a reall big one is coming towards us and I yell at my brother to come and look.

Now I'm again in Mexico, but with a class. Teachers are managers from my work. I'm still walking around with my friend, visiting restaurants. But I figure we should go to the others. We are all in a huge room. I see that they are blowing up huuuuge inflatable escape boats. There is about 7 of them to fit us all. I see the inside with black, ergonomic chairs with high backs. i'm thinking how fancy, but I also know, they have to look like that for safety on rough sees.

So we are going to be evacuating, or just traveling on rough sees, that's why the boats. Groups of people get on, boat leaves, and they inflating another one for next group. There is only enough people left for 2 boats, and all the "managers" are still there. I'm wondering if I'm doing the right thing to be staying with "managers". We are suppose to go for a trip to Manaus and French Guinea. But I know, that that's on the other side of the world from where we are, so I say "It's got to be Macao, not Manaus"

5/17/14

Last night bed before 10, but couldnt fall asleep - 4:50am

I'm Italy, Liguria. One Italian tells me this, while I'm looking at postcards to buy. The cards are nothing special. Some rocky shore, some dry chaparall mountains. I'm asking something from a guy at a train station. He starts laughing and replies to me in Italian, something like he is Tony... and Italian and why do I think he knows what I'm asking or speaks the language. To my surprise I speak Italian a bit too, or maybe more like just some international words and we communicate a bit, laughing.

I'm at this train station at the end of the dream. It's the end of a trip for me and I'm meeting up with others to leave. There are 2 small, maybe 7-9 year old kids trailing me. We are some friends, or have some deeper connection. They don't want me to leave.

Even before that, I'm telling someone that while we were in Mexico? (Italy), there was a big earthquake, not like a 6 something, but 5 something.

Before that was something, about mountains or hills. It was a long dream, I woke up from it, said "great, a dream" and went back to bed. Have to by me that pen with light I saw on amazon for the gift money I still got there, so I can write them as they happen.

Night of March 28, 2014. Friday.



This dream (or connected series) had a lot of unrelated facets without much cohesion, yet still seemed to build a foundation for a different dream that came later.

There is some sort of bizarre event relating to a truck being driven by someone going a fair distance (possibly from one state to another). However, the truck is actually “wrapped” in sections of cloth (all the way around) almost like a mummy - so that the driver cannot see where he is going. At one point, this seems to be because his vehicle needs to be held together as such in this way. What follows is some sort of bizarre argument relating to this and whether or not the truck even has a driver or anyone inside or if someone just did this as a practical joke somehow and sent the truck on its way with either a remote control or some other method. The scene is never really resolved. My brother-in-law Bob is there and seems angry about the events.

After this is a completely different scene. I am at the ocean on a very nice day. Several other people are off to my right, mostly older people. The water off the shore is very shallow, not much more than three feet deep for probably a fair distance. The older men are in the water, sitting down with legs out. No one is fishing. Every now and then, a fish swims by and seems to direct some sort of “energy pulse” to their feet as well as bite off loose skin or supposed toxins. (This is possibly a play on when I was very young and minnows nibbled on my toes from a boat dock.)

After this, I am at sister Marlyn’s house in somewhat of a strange mood. It dawns on me (yet again) that she is “gone from the house” (has died). I end up going to the front door seemingly late at night (that goes out to the porch) for no particular reason. However, it is very different. There is no porch where one should be. Instead, a van is parked very close to the door, lengthwise (facing north). A man and a woman are in the van and mostly in shadow and supposedly there to deliver a package. They ask me if I knew they were there and for some reason, I lie and say “yes” and end up implying to them I had heard something so came to check (when, again, this was not actually the case at all - I just did not want to appear to have been caught off-guard).