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Recall still shit. All I'm getting are flashes. I miss my longer dreams, even if they are non lucid.

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Was falling asleep briefly yesterday morning, Vaguely entertaining thoughts on Katelynn... when I had an Hypnagogic flash of a stop sign. Well, It's pretty clear what that means...

Robin

A brief dream, that was entirely a shade of blue. Seemed to be having 2 dreams at once. In one I'm in Fortnite (Yes, I finally took over the household internet and briefly indulged in some video games) Someone shot at me and I did a 90 or something. suddenly I was in a restaurant and a familiar man was sitting at a table and having a coffee. He looked like Robin Williams. I went up to him and stated, "Wow, you look like Robin Williams!" He said that yes, he was Robin Williams. We began having a conversation when I woke up.

Jamie 1

I'm in the familiar black space with Jamie. She is turned around and I am helping her with a fancy hairstyle or something (I blame TikTok for this one, my feed started showing me how to braid and women's hairstyles. And well, I'm a guy, I like women with long hair. so, I found it satisfying to watch these videos). While I'm doing her hair She says, "Robert, My boyfriend..." And I'm thinking, "Her boyfriend what? Who's her boyfriend? and what was she going to say about him?" Then I realize that the tone she said it in sounded more like admiration and pride more like, "Robert My Boyfriend!" Ok, since when? How far into delusion land have I gone here? I guess in the unlikely scenario that Jamie reads my dreams, and we are connected telepathically through dreams, and she is deciding to actively participate in this. With all the dreams we've apparently shared and all the things we have done in them, I guess within the realm of only dreams and not physical reality, Her statement is true. Now I can live with that. But for how long?


Voices

I'm in the black space again walking towards Jamie. It sounds like she is talking to someone that isn't there. She says, "Robert, I'm not breaking up with you."
I go up to her and tell her I am right here. She keeps arguing with a voice in her head that apparently sounds like me. I then notice something behind her in the shadows it looks kind of like me but it is made up of burning papers or something... I grab Jamie's shoulder and turn her around and say, "Look, that isn't me." that's all I remember.
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However, I have written some years ago, that I was at that time experiencing something like a voice in my head that sounds like Jamie while awake. (I also had a dream at that time that Jamie was sitting in a chair and she was hearing voices in her head that sounded like me, So I wonder if she experiences this as well?) Me, being a Christian, we are all taught the devil likes to attack us through the mind, so, I am extremely skeptical. I've tried deliverance prayers, renouncing the voice i hear. I have even tried arguing with the voice telling it, "You're not real, leave me alone. Shut up!!!" etc. This stuff is the icing on the cake of what I experience that almost convinces me that I should check myself into a psych ward. If only there was a pill or some type of therapy that could make it stop. however, in conjunction with paranormal phenomena, dreams, impossible coincidences with messages, I'm convinced it's spiritual in nature. Especially now, since moving back to the area where she lives. The frequency of Jamie Dreams has increased as well as the intensity of the voice. The voice has Jamie's moods, seems thoughtful and loving, at most times. And also sometimes maintains her push/pull style. Here are some interesting experiences I've had with the voice:

in 2019, I was into ghost hunting especially using EVP apps like "Echovox,". Well, the day after I sent Jamie my long message admitting everything, to her. I was on night shift with my co worker at mcdonald's. Mcdonald's night shift is terrifying, those places are haunted AF (A girl's hair was pulled in the freezer. A lot of staff members heard voices including me. Tongs flew off the table sometimes. not to mention when we had a power outage and everything was pitch black.) So on our smoke break, The day after I msgd Jamie, Me and the coworker decided to play around with the app. The second I turned it on, Jamie's voice was speaking, "I LOVE HIM, I LOVE HIM!!!" but it sounded creepy like she was saying it as she was breathing in. The co worker thought it was his girlfriend's voice. But he clearly heard the same thing. I once in a while, would play around with the app, to see if I could get Jamie's voice back. I eventually stopped it though due to the voice, in my head and on the app complaining about it and urging me to no longer use it.

In recent instances on the day I saw Jamie in the store. On my way driving there I heard the voice say with OOMPH!, "You're going to see me today!" And I was like arguing like, "Yeah right, are you driving behind me?" "Maybe I am." I check and no one is following me. I go into the store, She's right there. Doesn't look at me when she leaves, and seems mad I'm even there. Well, for days I gave the voice shit, "Don't hype yourself to me, if you won't even look at me or even acknowledge my existence." The day I saw Jamie in the SUV I hard the same voice with OOMPH, "You're going to see me today!." Hours before. I notice this time she smiled and was looking at me.

Another thing that might lend credulity to the voice. I was scrolling TikTok and came upon some Christian based descriptions of this paranormal interference and delusions in human relationships. Soul ties, and Kingdom Spouse. Again, I lump this in with Twin Flame, and Alien Love Bite category: take these things with a grain of salt. I focus more on the personal experiences that people go through and compare it to mine. I especially was fascinated reading the comments on the soul tie videos written by women, "I hear what he thinks, I know when he's eating, when he is sleeping..."

So, If Jamie reads these entries, and she does indeed hear voices, and if she knows Jesus. Pray about it. For the past month, I do 20 minutes to half an hour of prayer daily. Only asking for the truth about all of this. Sometimes it quiets the voice, but not for long. If she feels that she is hearing multiple voices that sound like me. I experience that at times. Especially lately. Prayer should work. And if it's not working maybe there's something we're both doing that's inviting demons it. It could be an abuse of the voice. It could be something dream related... Whatever it is, we should probably stop doing it for a while, and see if it stops.

And if all this is in my head and she reads these. Please let me know. I want to be free from this.

This is also the 629'th dream journal entry.

This is all one dream but it’s probably out of order.

I was going to China with Niki. She had told me all about it, and had mentioned a hill that people would slide down for fun. It slowly came into view, and was a big city with buildings everywhere and medium-size mountains in the background, along with a giant hill on which people were sliding down. It looked quite fun. Then, while walking down the streets, I jumped up in the air and started to fly. I went higher and higher and soon was over the freeway. People were noticing and it was causing a traffic jam because everyone was looking at me. In fact, people were getting off the freeway just to get on again and go the other direction just so they could go the same direction as me and follow me. I was having a grand ole’ time flying up and down and all around.

I appeared in the middle of the ocean. There were big waves, and everytime a wave came I would go underwater to avoid it. Robin Williams was floating in the ocean next to me. He said something like, “in order to see the whales you have to ride out the waves” and it sounded, oddly, very meaningful coming from him. So I did just that, I rode out the next wave and a panda-colored whale stuck it’s head out of the wave. (wtf Melatonin)

Me and Niki were at the library and she was doing her homework. She knew about my new power so I asked her if she wanted to do her homework “somewhere else” and I was kinda shy about it because I was still unsure of it. She said “not really” but I convinced her and we went to the UCLA library(which I just assumed would be a big fancy library). We appeared in the parking lot and there we met this popular sorority girl who tried to show us around and give orientation because she thought we were new students, but I wanted to leave and go have more fun.

I met this popular bitchy girl, who I was supposed to help with something. I think she killed someone and I was like screw this and went off on my own

I was outside with my cat and we were going to fly home, so I jumped into the air and she was kinda flying next to me. I realized this was a dream but was having so much fun that I didn't care. I was getting really good at flying, it didn’t take me as long to get high up in the air and I was able to actually fly around(instead of just “swimming” up).

In this dream I was walking down a carpeted stairwell, that made a 90 degree turn to the left, and I was following a brown haired man. I was making silly nonsense words, and acting totally stupid. As we made our way down the stairs, this man laughed and looked back at me smiling. Holy crap, it’s Robin Williams! Seeing him made me instantly lucid.

We ended up in a family room, where I told him how much all his fans love and miss him. I then asked him how he’s doing in the afterlife, but he looked horrified at what I said, and he quickly turned away. I’m slowly learning what to say, and what not to say while lucid, and this clearly what not to say to somebody who has passed. I casually changed the topic by asking him to show me his acting awards. This got his attention, and he opened up a hidden, trap door in a shelving unit, and we walked into an open area that looked like a cluttered basement. He suddenly started to look frightened by something, and he reached behind some junk, and then pulled out an old, single shot, 410 shotgun!

The shotgun had a silver receiver, wood stock, and blued barrel. He pulled the hammer back, swung the shotgun in my general direction, and then he started pulling on the trigger. I wasn’t at all scared by this, because I’ve lost track at how many times I’ve been shot at while dreaming, but I really wasn’t up to be shot by Robin Williams. Robin then frantically said, “What’s up with this thing?”, as he pulled on the trigger. I reached forward and quickly grabbed the gun from him, and ripped the barrel off the receiver. Then he started to point at something with his finger, so I looked around to see what it was, and then I realized what he was so scared of. It wasn’t me he was trying to shoot!

I was shocked to see, a huge, black spider, the size of a rat, creeping along the concrete floor. He wanted to shoot the spider (not me)! I still had the shotgun, less the barrel, in my hand. Instinctively I checked the shotgun’s chamber to make sure a shell was in there, and that all was clear where the barrel use to be. It basically looked like sawed off shotgun, so I pointed it at the spider, and pulled the trigger. Boom! A spray of lead went flying everywhere, and the spider blew to pieces. I looked back at Robin, and he asked me, “Did you get the bacteria?” I looked at him and nodded, while I thought to myself, that was spider, not ‘bacteria’. I immediately woke up, and thought about what happened. Normally I would have hugged the spider and turned it into something beautiful, but I panicked and used the shotgun. Oh well, next time I’ll get it right.

Dream - Lucid

I felt myself entering a dream. All around me was this texture that looked like it came out of DK64; it was a light brown bamboo-like texture with some green leaves. I let the dream world finish forming. I then noticed that I could kinda see through the texture that was in front of me; it was like it was a sheet covering a big window. I could see that there were trees outside, and that it was daytime. I pulled the sheet back to reveal the big window, which was looking out onto a landscape with lots of trees. I started to walk through this landscape, and felt that the dream was quite stable, but I guess it wasn't because I woke up with no warning whatsoever.

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I was laying in bed in the morning, and I asked Dallas if he was itchy. He said yes. I hoped we didn't have bed bugs; for some reason, I was afraid that we did. He got up, but I stayed in bed for a minute. I then got up too, and looked at the bed behind me. There were a few of these black/grey ant-looking things up by my pillow. There were about as big as two quarters each. Ugh. Is that what bed bugs look like? I wonder how long they'd been there for? I then thought about how at least now we could save the embarrassment of having to tell the apartment complex that we had them since we lived in a house now (not true IWL).

I then started to wake up in the middle of the night in our bed. Phew, just a dream, but I better ask Dallas again if he'd itchy just to make sure. I started to tap him with my right hand to wake him up. My touch felt very "muted"; my hand felt kind of numb to me touching him, but I felt the pressure. I assumed it was just because I was just waking up (missed dream sign D: ). I asked him if he was itchy, and he said yes. Hmm...maybe it wasn't as much of a dream as I had thought it was.

In the morning, we got up. Again, he was up before me. When I pulled my covers back to get out of bed, I noticed that, on the inside edge of the comforter, there were these tiny black gnat-looking bugs crawling around, and there was also a dead wasp and a dead bee. What the heck? I got out of bed and went to get Dallas to tell/show him. I told him about the dead wasp thing and how weird that was.

I believe there was more to this one, but I can't recall.

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I was outside in a swimming pool in Oregon. There were many others swimming as well. I was there visiting my parents. It was daytime, and there were many palm trees around, as if I was in Florida or somewhere more tropical. I was thinking about the time of year it was and how in the heck it was still warm enough for swimming. I knew it wouldn't last too much longer.

I then saw, sitting at the end of the pool on the edge with his feet in the water was Robin Williams. He had a bright smile on his face and seemed to be glowing he was so happy. I swam towards him and we spoke, but I don't remember what we spoke about.

Dream skip. There was a point where I became lucid. I'm not sure when or what triggered it, but I was lucid. I decided to fly. I took off into the air from wherever I was and was flying quite fast and had a good amount of control of where I was going for the most part. It was evening, I believe, and I was outside. I flew higher until I was above the clouds. I looked down at all the clouds below me. It was very pretty. I started to lose height for a bit until I was below the clouds again. I thought to myself to simply rise up again instead of thinking too hard about it. I gained a bit more height.

Then, back to the NLD. I was inside somewhere in a small room with white walls, and I figured out that the Robin Williams thing happened awhile ago, and he wanted to meet back up with me, but the day before we were supposed to meet up, he killed himself. I figured it out by looking at his planner and his calendar, which was hanging on the wall; he had written in light orange ink "Krista" on October 3rd (not an accurate date I know but it's a dream). In fact, all of his writing was in light orange.

I then spent a lot of the dream trying to figure out how to go back in time or how I could meet up with him anyway. I'm honestly not sure if it was one or the other or both, because it feels quite jumbled in my mind. There was a point where I was back in the swimming pool.

I also feel like there was some more lucidity, but it was very brief.

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I was inside somewhere, preparing donuts for some group thing. I called the person I was going to give free donuts to. I was going to just pick a random person. I picked a person with a very short name, it was something like Roi or something; it seemed, in the dream, that the person I was calling was from a video game, Fire Emblem maybe (I know there is a "Roy" in that game). He answered though, and didn't sound like he had any sort of accent. I was asking him about the donuts and what kinds he wanted and stuff. As I was talking to him, I was in a room where we were getting trays of donuts ready and putting the boxes together and stuff. Others were there as well, I remember Courtney S. being there among them. I then left the room to go do something else, and asked the guy to hold on a second. I was still holding my phone. I was looking for something. It had to do with the donuts, but that's all I remember. I was thinking to myself this guy probably doesn't believe I'm getting ready anymore because all the noise from the other room had stopped. I then got back on the phone with him. Fortunately, he was still there. I was telling him I was doing something that I really wasn't doing, though I don't remember what it was. I was frantically searching for something still.

Then, we got off the phone. We had everything set up on long white tables; there were many boxes of donuts there, most being all chocolate iced or a combo of half chocolate iced and half glazed. My box for the guy I was on the phone with had lots of different kinds in it. I remember a vanilla iced and a maple iced, and there were some with an orange icing on them. As I was looking at the orange icing, I wondered if it was cheese or icing. The ones with lots of icing had the icing overlapping onto other donuts. It looked kind of messy, but they'd at least taste good. I did wonder, though, if I was supposed to use those kinds of donuts since everyone else seemed to have the same two kinds. Oh well, too late now.

People started to come in to get their donuts. I was trying to spot my guy, whom I expected to look Asian. He was one of the last ones to come in, however. When I saw him, I was actually sitting on a platform or something a little above everyone's heads. The guy looked like a guy I knew that came into the coffee shop regularly IWL. He was young, about 30 or so, had a small dirty blonde beard/mustache, and light brown hair on his head. He looked up and saw me, and he spoke to me, though I don't remember what he said.

24.10.2013

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Robin Willians vestido de mulher como no filme "Uma babá quase perfeita", em um restaurante com conhecidos, todos comendo macarronada com frango assado e ele tentando convercer seu filho de lhe ajudar em alguma coisa. Seu filho se recusava e ele ficava com expressão de choro, dizendo que ele o odiava.

Woke up in the middle of the night after Fragment1, could not fall asleep so began day dreaming. An hour and a half passed in this insomnia, which you could say was an involuntary WBTB.

Fragment1: Reading DV discussion

Dream2[DILD]: [This was a very long dream and I forgot some parts of it. I was going in and out of lucidity.] My first memory is that I am in front of our old home, on the street and it is night. I am lucid at this point. There are a number of DCs in front of me and they get scared, point at the sky. I look and there are some clouds coming, some supposedly scary sound and a bigger than usual moon. Something is coming towards us. I decide to go in the building.

The next thing I remember is I wake up in my old room and bed non-lucid (FA). I begin to move things around via TK and think, “I have become so good at this in my dreams, that I can finally do it irl”. I am a bit afraid of falling asleep, so I decide to stay awake in the room. I do things to keep myself awake, turning on more lights, other stuff I can’t remember. I spend a really long time there. I look out the window and notice that the nearby building is closer that it really is, but I totally disregard this, looking at some fancy handbags.

At some point a good DC appears, his presence helps me get lucid again. The moment he is there, I already know that it is a dream again. I sit on a school desk, he sits near me and we interact, no sure if we talk, or he just stays there, while I have all these thoughts about lucidity. I am very glad about the whole thing. We spend a long time there. Soon the room changes and I am in some kind of shop, looking at cosmetics, non-lucid. There is a lovely lip gloss made of honey, and I consider purchasing it. The female owner of the shop wants us out though, so the good DC helps me take the lip gloss out of the shop, I put it in his pocket and we walk out.

I am in a building and enter a new room. Because the good DC is with me, I regain lucidity again. I am very happy. There is more interaction with him, just talking and thinking about the dream. This time he is the actor Robin Williams. I tell him that despite the fact that he is very friendly and nice, I am already bored of spending so much time with this character, so I try to change him to the singer Robbie Williams. I do that very easily, change him, but do not succeed in getting Robbie, but some other person, I don’t like the way he looks.

At that point, there are bad DCs outside the room, throwing some grenades at the building. This is a dream after all, and I shouldn’t pay too much attention to that. But as I look out of the window, there are more of them and another grenade hits the building, cracking the wall. I lose my lucidity, it is time for me to get out of there. I try to take my things, but I don’t have any here, and I am in my pyjamas! This is the third floor and I go down the stairs in direction basement.

On the stairs, while evacuating the house with other DCs, I regain my lucidly again and decide to make a portal or passage through the basement, so that I get out of there. When I reach the basement a see a very long corridor, where the DCs from the building are running. At this point, I become very concerned that I am starting to forget parts of the dream, I wonder if there is any way for me to review it, but continue following the DC crowd. We reach a room full of stairs and I climb all of them, I am at the last one when I finally awake.

Dream3: We are in our old place and a squirrel gets in. It is very aggressive and jumps on everything, me including. I don’t like it, so I throw it out of the window. My mom is worried that it might have hurt itself, but I see it on the tree. It tries to get into our place, so I close all the windows. In my hand I am holding a squirrel tail, I touch it and remark how soft and fluffy it really is.

Dream4: My parents and I are queuing for Burger King. In front of us there are two girls who hold drinks on their heads and do some crazy moves. That irritates me. It is our turn to order but I have no idea what they have because there are no pictures. My mom tells me to go first and I tell the woman behind the counter – Liz from Nip/Tuck, that I haven’t been to BK over a year, so I forgot what they have. I tell my mom to order and she gets some chicken burger, I order the same. We go to McDonalds to sit there, we are just going to order some drinks and sit.

Fragment5: I am drawing something again.

I was Robin Williams and I was going to sneak into the graduation of all the kids from the Dead Poet Society. I was wearing the strange red robe he was wearing in the movie, it was great. I was concerned that they had become to much a part of the system after I left. But now that they were going to have a diploma I was going to break them out.

I ordered new robes online that said something along the lines of "Dead Poet Society-Seize the Day" but I forget what it said word for word. Instantly after placing the order they were there (I wish!) and I was going to have them change into the robes and a rebel statement!

I grab the box of robes and head to the ceremony. I head up to where they are and open the box to find something I did not expect. It was tan t-shirts with the confederate flag on them that had different writing (I knew what it was in the dream but don't remember). I was confused and left the box behind.

There was a bit of a dream skip but some how I found them all and we were leaving the ceremony giggling and running. They were happy to see me again and we all felt such a feeling of freedom.

We ended up running into another graduation that was going on for the "longhorns". They were all wearing longhorn hats (almost like viking helmets but longer and curvier). I assume their colors were red and yellow because they had tons of stuff of those colors. Some were shirtless and painted yellow or red, there were large clothes and everyone that was wearing clothes had a design from their school, and they were all cheering like it was a football game. (There was one random guy in the back that was painted blue, but I think it is just because I watch "Easy A" recently.) We ran through cheering and they cheered back.

Further through the same venue there was a guy that had an outfit completely made out of full cooked chickens covered in barbecue sauce. (must have been hungry ) We ran past them and I woke up.

I miss a ton of dream signs. I am going to start doing more reality checks irl. Pretty long entry today.

Really Awesome Movie (non-lucid)

I sit down with my parents to watch that new movie Inception on DVD. It starts out pretty normal like the trailer. Then Robin Williams shows up and all hell breaks loose. It is fuzzy but he explains to a group of young adults the dream is the new reality. And there is a war raging for their minds or something goofy. But then I see a giant sized Incredible Hulk an other super heroes, both known and unknown, running down the highway. Picking up cars and destroying stuff and fighting. It was crazy.

The weakest young adult hero said he never had a lucid dream. Robin Williams shows him the van fun of alien looking guns. The guy picks up and guy and shoots himself. Then he shoots a beam from his hand at Hulk and it changes his hair. Robin Williams says “A haircut? That is all you got? We're doomed.”

BroZ is yelling to us from upstairs and we can't hear the movie. It is already on low volume. D tries to turn it up but there is a tech failure and the volume won't change.

Baseball Tryouts With a Sexy Time Traveling Cyborg Cop From the Future (non-lucid)

I am trying out for a baseball (!) team. At first I am in left field and doing real bad. They keep hitting the ball over my head or to the side and I just can't get it.

Then I go to a dugout to wait in line to bat. The guy at bat is crushing home runs. When I do get up to bat I do poorly again. I hit weak ground balls and even get hit with a pitch. I won't make the team.

But while I am on deck, I notice a man standing beside me. The Cyborg is pitching. She takes a gun from her holster and places the laser sight on his head. “Go home” she tells him. He turns around and sits on a picnic cloth with a computer. He types something and disappears. The player beside me is blown away. “He must be a time traveler” I say. Then my vision fills with “Time Traveling Cop 2188” like a tv show and then back to normal. “What year are you from I ask the Cyborg pitcher?” She comes to me behind the fence.

She gets real close and shows me this flashlight thing sort of gadget on her arm. I put my arms around her waist. “What other gadgets are you hiding?” I ask. Her eyes bulge from her face and light up green. Night vision.

“Let's call it a night.” She yells and tells us all we have another try out tomorrow. My ride home is waiting. I clean up the bats but can't find mine.

Free Sandwiches (non-lucid)

I am in car and drive over a bridge. A man tosses several sandwiches in the topless car. The girl I am with explains the ingredients and said it is too big. Last time she could only eat half and still felt like she was going to die.

Apparently Arizona, India and Japan all border each other. I know this because I decided to go on a road trip. I ended up going to India, but the people/culture was more like South America (except they ate a lot of gumbo and jambalaya).

I ended up staying on a farm with a family for a while. I'm not precisely sure what I was doing there. We went on a boat made of glass that sunk deep into the ocean. I pressed my hands against the glass and stared at the fish, whales, and weird creatures swimming past.

I drove to some sort of rest stop. They had a huge room where you could take showers. I figured since I was on a road trip and broke that I should take one. The showers were in stalls, and this maze of them seemed to go on for a very long time. I was trying to find one private enough. I did and then someone jumped into the stall so I left. I recall talking to the woman behind the counter about how messed up it was that since all the Americans were coming there they weren't allowed to put up their national flag or display their art. There were a lot of outlines of murals, half painted hands that they said they wanted to finish but since they were so busy they weren't able to get around to it.

I contemplated driving to the grand canyon but decided that I didn't want to go south.

I ended up at a house that a lot of people I knew were there. Robin Williams was sitting on the couch. He was very young and had spider bites (piercings) on his lips. He was wearing a large trench coat. I stealthily followed him outside where he killed a woman and scooped up a bit of her flesh into the front of his trench coat.

I think that's about it. I'm sure a lot of other stuff happened.