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I was a security guard at a prison, but not a corrections officer. I was partnered with a girl and we would take turns with the other group in sleeping and doing rounds. I had my gear from work and I even saw my rat Meek.

September 09, 2014

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I was on an island with my brothers and we had to get off somehow... We had important information for a secret organization or something. But there was only one way off the island and we didn't know where it was....

Then we got captured and put in jail. But it turned out that the only way off the island was from the jail anyways, so that was good. We tricked one of the new guards into thinking we were sent on an errand for the warden because we'd stollen some official-looking papers and a dummy key. We walked out behind her and then escaped into a grungy outdoor market-place area. We sat for a long time in two huge chairs with E. between B. and me, and then thought we should get going; They would notice very soon that we were gone. We'd wanted to time it better, but it was almost lunch time and the more experienced guards would soon bring our food to the cell we'd been in, and find out we were missing...

But first we needs food.

We turned to our right and saw people sitting for food, and we slid in behind them. A nice couple gave us their bread and we thought about trying to dine and dash but I was suuuuuper hesitant to do that. Then a couple I thought had been a guy and girl turned out to be two girls and one of them burped awesomely so I high-5d her and she gave me some of the cake stuff they were eating. It was like monkey-bread, except with frosting in between all the bits. It was so good. again with my dream-self eating things that turn out to be the most amazing things I've ever eaten!

I was walking into either north or south housing, looking for Benally because he had taken something and ran away. As I went into the housing to see where he lived, the whole place looked like a best buy store. I was in civilian clothes so an employee told me I couldn't be there and I showed her my Corrections ID. She said that it was expired but I didn't care and I kept moving through the area. I left and saw Amerson and some security guards arguing with a girl. They started to take her down and I pulled out my Phase IV, spraying her and Amerson. We cuffed her but she got out so I took her down. A security guard cuffed from the front so I started telling him how cuffing from the front is stupid and dangerous.

Morning of June 1, 2014. Sunday.



My dream opens in an unusual variation of our present home with some rotated or altered structures of our Barolin Street house (including the inside back steps over the bare ground in a larger enclosed porch-like area, but which continues southward into a more internal house-like area) as well as my sister’s old house on Loomis Street in America. The staircase area of the Barolin house is oriented in a different direction; to the south rather than the west; and there appears to be several bunk beds. The environment is somewhat like a boarding house for older ex-convicts with a slight prison atmosphere. I am not familiar with any of the males, and curiously, there is an Australian essence to the setting, which is fairly rare in my dreams even though I have lived here since February 9, 1994.

At one point, I am aware that the boarding house has a strange secret related to a potential local development of personal paranormal power of some sort. It seems that Ned Kelly was buried under the wooden staircase within the area of the boarding house that is enclosed but which has a dirt floor (similar to the enclosed back porch and utility area of the Barolin Street house). The beds are near that area, aligned west along one wall. I talk with a few other males. At another point, I look at the ground under the staircase to determine what could be there. There is an eerie association with the seeming story regarding the remains. There is evidence that a coffin is just under the ground’s surface as there is a very slight elevation of the dirt of one area. However, the story also may be that just the remains had been buried there with no coffin.

In another part of my dream, either a policeman or a convict serving as an in-house policeman and wearing a gun holster arrives. This area appears to be the back entrance from Loomis Street at first. He dismisses the idea of there being a body in the ground under the stairs and seems a bit annoyed by the apparent myth or “convict gossip”. There is also some sort of shift or “reset” where the man’s name is John (John Kelly?) instead of Ned Kelly. It may just be a man named John who has no infamy or history of anything notable. The other male denies anything unusual about the boarding house or the ground beneath it.

Over time though, I do develop a telekinetic power supposedly related to my being in the area; a common ability in dreams (but not previously associated with longer-term attainment or being in a certain location). This recurring dream act is done by mentally willing something from across the room straight into the palm of my hand with a sort of rubber-band-like effect. At a later point, there are unknown females in the boarding house which does now seem more like some sort of prison or supposed rehabilitation venue. They are all seated at a large picnic table inside the main area. One reminds me of a somewhat unkempt female factory coworker from years ago. She asks me if I can prove something regarding my abilities and I comply by willing a large object which is some sort of larger purse or oversized pencil bag (or for art supplies) across the room and into my hand in a swift manner. She then mentions of how her faith in the existence of benign spirits or angels has grown but I am not exactly sure why this act helped her. This may have something to do with the potential to escape from the scene by one person taking something from a guarded area, such as a key, perhaps.

There is some sort of awareness that the telekinetic ability also has something to do with magnetism and wearing some sort of magnetic bracelet (that was buried in the ground under the stairs?) even though the items I will into my hand from other areas of the room, including a glass of orange juice, are not actually magnetic (although the pencil-bag-like items do have a metal zipper).

Eventually, I am on my own, wandering around outside. I end up at a residential area with another unknown male but who may be a version of my brother Earl at a much younger age, as the house is vaguely like the one he lived in in Florida. He seems interested in my telekinetic ability but does not quite believe in its full potential. In one area outside near a patio and shed, he tests me with selecting a chosen item and sailing it quickly into my hand from a fair distance. These items seem mostly related to male cosmetic products, mostly all of the same brand, perhaps Avon, I think, because of some sort of play on “nova”.

I end up drawing a larger item into my hand which slides on its own across the table’s surface of which I think may be a piece of plywood. The fact that it slides somewhat instead of just leaping into my hand is somewhat frustrating, but not a dominant issue. It seems like a plastic pencil bag for school but about twice the size and may be some sort of travel kit. The indicated goal, however, was actually a smaller bottle of shampoo or something similar immediately to its left. I do not feel as if I have failed in the task, but may need to try a bit more to discern individual items for more telekinetic manipulation. The other male is still impressed and interested.

Dream
Lucidity

I had gone back to the prison to get or do something. I went to Master Control and C. Sanchez was working there. A few officers were escorting an inmate and he kicks on of them so I jump in to take him down but everyone jumps in also so I can't really do much.The inmate gets up and then starts talking reckless to me so I was about to beat him up but officers start defending him and I even have to slam a black officer to the ground cus he was so aggressive. I leave A building and I'm in the parking lot. I try looking for my car but can't find it. I try not to run because of my shin injuries but do it anyways and nothing hurts. I get past traffic and I'm walking down the street. A girl passes me and I ask for a ride but she says no so I keep walking back to my house. I think I might be dreaming and count my fingers.
Everything starts feeling more real and I count 10 fingers on one hand. I start running and, remembering a hint to increase lucidity a guy on the forums gave me, slap my hands together. I then rub them and yell "Increase lucidity!" and everything becomes more clear. As I walked I looked at the ground and thought of what to do. I thought maybe explore the dream but didn't.
I lose lucidity and keep walking. I was in Venezuela now and walking on Avenida Victoria. I remember seeing my multitool on the floor by some trashbins and picking it up.

Dream
Notes

I wasn't part of my dream for the first part of it last night. It felt like I was spectating or watching a movie.
There were 3 ghetto as fuck black dudes. They entered and shot up a casino but didn't steal anything. Before the cops arrived, they went to the back of the building and hid from police. They tried getting on the roof with makeshift ladders but failed. An argument started between two of them. Guns were pulled and someone got shot.
I gave all 3 of them names but the only one I remember was Tyrone.
Next thing I remember is being offered a choice between scenarios. I chose the one of the black guys and I appear as the massacre finishes. We run to the back of the casino through the alleway and hide from police. After the cops leave our area, we manage to get on the roof and I enter the casino from the roof. Cops are investigating the scene and I pull out my knife, ready to drop on him and kill him. I know my objective is to kill everyone in the casino without being noticed. I notice the Mark of The outsider and I'm able to Blink around the building. The building seems to be retualistic with candles and skulls around the walls and floors.
I'm able to kill a few people when I notice the casino has turned into a prison filled with inmates and they converse with me. My objective still stands and I kill a few more people, a few times even leaving their bodies in positions that make them look asleep.

03.01.2014

Icy Room & Thrown Into Prison 2 Times (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

• Trying to save someone in an icy room
  
• Thrown in jail with 2-3 people about 2 times.

• The first reason I couldn't remember, the second was being inside a restroom and shooting people that were aiming to kill us. Authorities figured we caused the bloodshed with no intention of self-defense

• Getting out of jail somehow

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03.01.2014

Jumping Out From a Military Plane (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Someone in a full soldier outfit tells me I can get a parachute backpack and jump off the plane.

But looking at teh backpack, I could hardly see anything of substance that would have a parachute in it.

It looked more like a plastic wireframed material. I put it on and jump off, then end up sitting in a vehicle with the same solider and he ends up parking abnormally into a sidewalk.

It had just finished storming outside, and Cory and I took the car to go pick up some supplies. The whole area was flooded in front of our driveway, which was stretched out about two or three acres over our front yard. He couldn't get to the road from the driveway, so I told him to back up into the yard and just drive to the road from the grass. He was being kind of reckless and wasn't really watching where he was going, and I told him to back up slowly so he doesn't fall into any deep puddles. As soon as I said that, he backed right up into a huge puddle, and the back of the car sank immediately into it. The water flooded into the car and came up to my waist, ruining my phone that I had sitting next to me. Instead of freaking out, we were just really calm about it, and he was able to drive the car forward out of the puddle. I was pissed that he didn't pay attention and made him get in the passenger seat so I could drive instead. I remember just sitting there in the driver's seat wondering how I could get my phone working again, and I thought about putting it in a bag filled with silica packets.

I received a new BJD in the mail and was super excited about it. It wasn't one of the 60cm ones like my Delf, but one of the ones about the size of Barbie dolls... I can't remember what they're called at the moment. It was a female doll with blue skin, but some of the darker blues painted on her face weren't blended properly and it looked odd, but I really liked her anyway. I wondered what she would wear since the only clothes I had were for Ian, and they were 60cm clothes, so I went online and someone told me that my specific model could fit into Monster High / Bratz outfits, so I got all giddy and bought her some cute outfits at Toys R Us. Her skull cap was kind of weird, too. The front part had to be tucked in under itself or it didn't fit properly, and it kept slipping off to one side so I had to keep readjusting her head. Basically, it was a dream where I did nothing but geek out over a doll.

I was stuck in prison for something I didn't do, and I was assigned to stamp license plates with a few other prisoners. The plate-making procedure was kind of odd; we would hammer out lettering, dip the letters in black paint, and then hang them on a clothesline in front of our cells to dry. After they dried, we would attach them to the actual plates. One of the other prisoners told me they were planning to escape by making a license plate with fake numbers, attaching it to one of the prison's unmarked cars, and then driving out with it. She said since they wouldn't be able to run the license plate, they wouldn't know the car was stolen. I agreed to join them, and we put the fake plate on and drove away, but one of our cellmates snitched on us and soon we had dozens of police cars after us. The girl I had escaped with told me she knew a magic spell that would shield us from the sight of the police, so we got out of the car and stood on top of it, and she cast the spell. Unfortunately, the spell backfired and turned us both into Dinobots from the Transformers, except we couldn't move. I was the T-Rex and she was some sort of dino-bird. We stood there on the car top, with policemen surrounding us but too afraid to come near us. Suddenly, my mom popped in out of nowhere, snapped her fingers, and we were all in a big cozy den that was surrounded by bookshelves and had a fireplace going. Mom told me that I could transform myself and the girl back to human, because she was secretly a witch meaning that I also had witch-y powers in my blood. I remember being shocked, because I always took her for being Catholic, but I concentrated really hard and both of us morphed back to human form.

I was in prison for a minor incident, but something had happened in jail which had given me the life sentence.

The prison was getting raided. We were all told to lay down, face down, facing the wall.

I somehow escaped prison, and made my way to a house. I was wearing clothes that didn't look completely like a prison outfit, but was uncomfortable in case I got noticed as a prisoner.

I had reached my family, but they were not my real family, just people I knew (Josh D?). I was happy to see them and was cherishing the moments I was having with them. I broke down and started crying when I mentioned about how I was given a life sentence.

I was now in what looked like, Germain's bed room. I was using looking into his mirror and noticed I was now someone else, Miley Cyrus . I had all her features that she has of now. I was trying to style my hair, but I couldn't get it to look the way I wanted it.

Miley Cyrus

I asked Josh, how I could fly out of the country without getting caught.

Scene changed.

I was now playing Australian Rules Football(AFL). I saw a great mark by a Melbourne Demons player. I thought It may have been J. Howe, but I don't think it was. The ball had been kicked over my head, I ran back with the flight of the ball and took a courageous mark. I tried to kick the ball long and direct, but it went to the left, but luckily one of my team mates was there to take the mark.

I remember the ball going over a fence. Some players said that we wouldn't be able to get it back, as they asked the owner of the house for it, and he said no. I had a look at the fence it had gone over and noticed there was a lot of barb wire at the bottom of the fence.
I thought that I should jump over and get it, but saw the owner in his house, looking our way and didn't risk it.

Eventually I think the man threw the ball back over his fence to us.

I was back at Germain's. I was talking to Chris Judd (Carlton AFL Player), about why I couldn't play at the top level in AFL, due to my shoulder. I think he thought I was talking about him, so he explained about his surgery. He said he tore his hamstring off his shoulder

Chris Judd

I was in prison. Why or where, I do not remember.

The prison was made of rooms that contained small cells, 2*2 meter I guess. They were arranged in a honeycomb pattern, with only thin walls between each cell. The cells didn't quite reach the floor and had a meter gap to the ceiling, still to tall to just jump over though.

I was there with a friend who was in the cell next to me. Due to the design of the cell talking to your neighbouring prison mates were no problem. But the design also meant that they could poke my feet with sticks through the gap beneath the walls, I guess it was the only entertainment they had. It was extremely annoying! We were only let out once every two months, so the prisoners did get very bored.

Thankfully my cell was in a corner, which means I only had neighbours on two sides that could annoy me.

We could somehow see into the prison corridor. We saw a man walking there, and we presumed he was a new arrival. My friend told him to escape while he could, for when he was in the cell then escape would be impossible. He just smiled and said he was not going to prison, he was just here to meet a friend of his.

I eventually managed to escape by climbing the cell wall and reaching the gap above the cell. The other prisoners were nice enough to keep quiet while I climbed above their heads to freedom.

Very fuzzy dream here, makes it even harder to remember since I lost the physical document... anyway.

Was in some sort of... prison complex thing... not sure if I was a prisoner or not. The complex was very tall, and had many levels of cells spanning all the way up to the cieling. I was looking for this girl... forgot here name, but it start with an S. I remember something about chasing after at one ppoint through different cells, or something about food slots in the cells playing some role in this... this is all I can remember. Weird dream.

Edit: The girls name was Susy, found the entry, was pretty much the same as this.

(This is from August 30.)

It was my first day in prison, I'm not sure why I was there though. The prison cells were the old-fashioned cages with metal bars, it was very depressing. In the cell next to mine was a little girl who was covered in dirt and would lay on her bed and cry on the phone to her older brother. She'd always talk about how dirty she was and how they wouldn't let her shower or eat. It turned out that she was framed by her older brother because he didn't want to go to jail, but she didn't know that and would cry to him. He'd always feel guilty about it every time she called, but not enough to turn himself in. In the cell next to the girl's, was an old woman who'd been in jail for decades. She was hopeful she would get out soon, but one night she overheard the little girl talking on the phone, saying "I don't want to be stuck in here forever like them!" and the girl pointed to her. She got really upset and lost hope she would ever be let out after hearing that. Late at night, I went out into the prison yard and saw two shadowy figures on the other side run into a building. I followed them inside, and saw them both, two prisoners, laying on a big comfy bed and watching Doctor Who on a TV. They were annoyed that I'd followed them, but they couldn't make me leave because technically none of us were supposed to be out that late. I laid on the edge of the bed and watched Doctor Who, and they kept grumbling and pushing me because I couldn't stop moving around. Later on, a guard came and escorted us to a big room with desks, and said it was time for an exam. I didn't know what he was talking about because I was new, but I saw everyone pull out half-finished puzzles and start putting them together. So I looked through the shelves and found an abandoned half-finished puzzle and sat down, but the puzzle pieces were super sticky and kept sticking to my fingers, so I wasn't able to finish it in the time limit.

8/24/2013

Dream 1:

I was in a village; a tribal village. I walked around it's huts and stuff. It had a big fountain in the center of it that sort of looked like this:
I also remember being in third person and watching as 22 of the tribesmen from the village have spears thrown at them from out of nowhere. They all die right there, next to the fountain, with the spears coming out of their chests. That's the dream.

Dream 2:

I remember a prison complex.

Date: August 24, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (hoping for a DILD or WILD)
Total Hours of Sleep: ??? (Constantly waking up!)

Dream

I was at a workshop for something about Healthcare and Marketing. The owner had a student who was taken for granted regarding another company and all his money was stolen (so he didn't have much money to participate in the workshop). The person had asked me for help in retrieving his money, so I agreed to help him. The business had closed down and was right across the street from the workshop, so I went over and took a look around. The business reminded me of an old prison. To make a long boring NL dream short, I eventually got in trouble from the workshop owner because I wasn't interested in Healthcare or Marketing anymore.

Fragment

Something about badges, but I think this was somehow related to the first dream.

The dream didn't have me in it at all, instead it followed a story-line involving Piper from Orange Is The New Black. She was arrested and sent to prison, a different prison than the one in the show, and was worried about how she'd fit in. When she first walked into the cafeteria she met a smiley happy woman who invited her to sit down and pointed out the different prisoners and their names. She pointed to a really tall muscly lady with shoulder-length blonde hair and said that was her girlfriend, and that everyone was always surprised because the muscle lady's voice didn't match her body. The lady stood up and started yelling at some people, but her voice was super soft and high-pitched like she sucked on helium. Piper totally laughed and imagined the lady as if she had a normal voice, and had a thought of her in a suit and tie with a deep voice bossing people around. Out in the yard during recess she wandered around exploring. The yard was huge and fenced in, and had lots of trees and closed off wooded areas and locked doors. She found an opening through one of the closed off areas and walked past it, which led to a confusing labyrinth of trees, rocks, and barbed wire fence. She took a wrong turn trying to get back to the main yard from the maze and wound up in a small clearing that was surrounded by trees on all sides except the north side was against a tall wooden fence with a door on it. She walked up to the door and looked through the cracks and was shocked when she saw it led right back to the main yard. However, she couldn't get through it because it was locked, so instead she had to go all the way through the maze back to the other side. But she resolved that, because that clearing was hidden and unknown, she would make that her private reading space. Back in the cafeteria she met another girl whose name began with an S, I think it was Sabrina or something like that, and she was very tan and had long bouncy black hair and lots of black eyeliner on. Sabrina kept flirting with her, and then Piper wound up having a crush on Sabrina. Everyone in the cafeteria was giggling about it and making childish jokes. The next time they were in the yard, Piper took Sabrina, who was carrying a china tea set, through the maze to show her the secret clearing she'd found. When they got there, they sat down and had tea. One of the tea cups had a stick of red dynamite in it that didn't work, but Sabrina carried it around for good luck. Suddenly, the guards started taking a roll call and Piper could hear them through the door on the fence, and they both freaked out because they were in a closed off forbidden area. Piper hoped that she could just say "Here!" when the guards called her name and they wouldn't actually look to see where she was. So the guards called for Piper, she replied, and one of the guards, a mustached guy with sunglasses, sighed and walked right up to the locked door Piper and Sabrina were behind. He asked what they were doing back there and Piper made up an excuse and said they'd gotten lost and the door was all they could find. He seemed to buy it, because he went to find the keys, came back, and let them out and sent them back inside with the others. As the two girls walked through the main yard, the prisoners saw their tea set and they saw the dynamite stick and thought it was a vibrator, so they all got the wrong idea and started spreading rumors about Piper and Sabrina's secret "sex area". Back in the cafeteria, in order to gain the prisoners' respect back, Piper aimed to show them she was good at baseball and would make a good addition to the prison baseball team. She found a big yellow bat, and kept picking up small pocket-sized rainbows with My Little Ponies on them, threw them in the air, and tried to hit them across the room with her bat. She missed, but blamed it on the fact she was throwing the rainbows herself. A random lady came over and took the rainbows and pitched them to Piper, and she hit every single one of them. Everyone was impressed. Weirdly enough, when the pony rainbows were hit and landed on a wall, they would transform into a big wall mural of whatever pony was on that particular rainbow, so the walls were covered in My Little Ponies. News came from the guards that Piper was to be transferred to a different prison, and everyone laughed when they found out the name of the prison. When she asked why, Sabrina said that was the prison where the rich people went, and the prisoners started making jokes about how difficult life in prison for them must be when they can get daily massages and spa treatments. Piper was pretty excited at that, and they transferred her out. On her first day at the new prison, she walked into the cafeteria expecting a bunch of girly girls she could discuss beauty treatments with. But the moment she said hello, everyone in the room started throwing food and trays at her, and she realized the people here were meaner and more "prisoner-y" than they were at the last prison. She sat down next to an older Asian woman with spiky short black hair who wore too much lipstick and blue eye shadow, and the woman just rolled her eyes at her and said it was a difficult place to be.

Cory and I were getting married, and somehow my old friends from middle school caught wind of it, probably from Facebook. I was super worried about them coming because I thought they'd laugh at me since I wasn't the same person I used to be back then and I didn't want them to hate me. So I decided I'd pretend to be like an older version of my grade school self while they were there. I remember talking to each of them on the phone. Before they came over, I tried to calm myself by playing video games. The one I remember in particular was this Dragonball Z RPG/fighting game that I played often as a kid so it was nostalgic (in the dream, it wasn't an actual game that existed in real life) and when my old friends came over, some of them actually wanted to play with me. Sarah was really good at it and we played the game together for a while. Then the time came for the wedding, but Cory and I weren't wearing regular wedding clothes, we were both just wearing t-shirts and jeans. The place where the wedding was being held looked suspiciously like the clearing from the Piper dream I'd just had, and I started thinking "Wait a minute, this looks familiar..." but before I could connect the dots to realize I was dreaming and become lucid, I woke up.