Yeye, it was a long time since I remembered a dream enough to write it down. First there are some vague memories of playing trackmania with kim. Then I was playing (or experiencing) some other game that I think was oblivion. I was in a very dark hallway with a huge sword. Some undeads or something approached me and i had to slice them. Even though I was there myself, it did still feel as if I steered from a computer or something. For instance, I had to drag a mouse to swing the sword and it was somewhat difficult to time. I proceeded through some hallways and corridors that were really dark with undeads here and there. Outside it was winter and really cold and windy. It was snowing those really small snow flakes that kinda stings your face when it is windy at the same time. The surrounding was quite different now and I had no sword or such. I walked around switching on lights to make it bright because the undeads wouldn't spawn then (lol i didn't realise before, but minecraft?). The place was some kind of apartment. Suddenly simon and some other friends that I can't remember was there. When I had lit up a part we said that it was a really cosy small apartment or something. It was a living room and some bedrooms. I continued on to light more switches and realised that the place wasn't that small. I found a second living room with a really strange bass guitar hanging on the wall. I _think_ that I thought something like "Oh, that is a fugly bass guitar. It is only because this is a dream." or something but I didn't become lucid. I went down a basement (that I also lit up) and from there I found paths to the hospital culverts. I thought that was really cool because I have always enjoyed exploring the culverts. I saw a doctor that I followed. After a while I arrived at some kiosk thingy that were selling candy. I wanted to buy some. While standing there in queue, I took up my wallet to find two tio-kronor to pay with. I could only find one because my wallet were full of foreign money. Many were Australian, lol. I don't know where the other foreign money was from but many were really similar to tio-kronor and I never managed to find two.
My friend from Russia, Masha, has asked me to kill her brother and father, because they're both vampires. I get the feeling that the whole family is vampires, but perhaps not evil like these ones. I buy a ridiculous sword, which has a sharp curve and jagged edges going out in front of it. It definitely belongs in a video game, not real life. I'm a little uneasy about just killing people because someone tell me to, even a friend, so I want to investigate a little and make sure that they really are vampires. A little later I'm in a van with the whole family and crack some stupid joke about them being so cool they must be supernatural, paying attention to their reaction. They don't really react, and I feel like I didn't really get any info out of it. Over the next week I try to arrange it so that I could kill them easily. I don't want to take them both at once, because I'm pretty sure I couldn't handle them. I need the element of surprise, and I plan to stab them through the chest, though the sword I have lends itself to slashing. I once get the brother alone, but then I think about the consequences of killing him. I'll probably go to jail for a long time for killing both of them, and Masha will probably end up worse off without any male figures in her life. I have the sword ready in a pizza box, and am ready to strike, but I decide not to follow Masha orders. I go back to her and explain. She doesn't seem disappointed. I want to sell this sword that I spent $200 on now, but I'd have to go back to the Newark airport where I bought it. I think it'd be hassle getting it on the plane, and it'd probably cost me $300 for the flight anyways, so I ought to just wait until I go back to school.
I woke up at 6:54 and went back to sleep. I dreamt of St Trinian's 2: Fritton's Gold. I haven't seen the end of the film so imagined it. Annabelle and her aunt were in their family house by the sea. The Fritton pirate ship was stranded on the seaside. Because the house sat on a hill, you could only see the top of the middle mast from the window. To get to the treasure, the Trinian girls had to find something to replace the missing masts. 3 fairy godmothers appeared. The first one took Annabelle to Nelson's statue. Nelson's sword flew out of its hand and turned into a TV antenna to replace the first mast. Nelson then started moving and flew away like Superman. The second fairy godmother helped another girl. Then the 3rd godmother turned out to be one of the Jonas brothers. They were on stage singing, and the Jonas godmother sang a song to his fiancée. She was called Selena Gomez and the song went something like "Elle s'appelle Selena Gomez" and then continued in English with a rhyme in "maze". And then my alarm rang at 7:30.
1. My research station colleagues are heading to a lecture on the different layers of the sun, but I am too busy to go. I need the information for a future test, so I manage to get a handout with lecture notes on it (failed RC). I work for a good bit and get tired, so I take a break. I get on my computer and go to YouTube, where I start to watch videos from Renaissance festivals. I find a video from the start of the Ohio Renfest, taken from the Queen's box for a panoramic viewpoint. An old man delivers a witty poem about mortality and time, then the crowd separates into four factions grouped by color. At the man's signal, they begin a massive LARP battle, and after the dust clears the blue team is victorious. The old man then continues his poem, ending with the line "Watch out for that grandfather clock!" He then roleplays his own death very convincingly. Somewhere in all of this, my viewpoint has transferred into 1st person on the grounds of the Renfest. As I walk away from the old man, I run into MB. She's dressed in blue, but her face is very red and I can see she has been crying. She greets me sadly but without any great surprise, even though I haven't seen her in many months. I ask why she's crying, and she says "We were supposed to meet at 6:30. It's 7:30." She then walks away, saying she isn't OK. 2. I'm in an alternate-universe Chicago university, where my band is preparing itself for a benefit concert. It's something to promote world peace, as in this universe the Cold War is still boiling. The concert doesn't help, and soon the Cold War erupts. My band escapes from the city as radio reports tell of millions dying.
Me and Fred was going to boda borg with the church for some reason. We weren't really excited about it since we both agreed on that boda borg is quite dull (it is fun irl). Besides, we had already been there earlier not long ago. We discussed if we were going to pay it or if the church would. Fred said that he wasn't going to pay anyhow because it was not worth it. The boda borg in the dream was more like a fun house with connected rooms that contained weird stuff. I don't really remember any in particular though. The memory gets fuzzy for a while and then I was in a room. Possibly still in boda borg. Everything suddenly became like an anime. Naruto in particular. There were some bad guys there and one huge boss bad guy who was on a boat in an ocean that was in the room somehow. The good guys (I was one of them) all had different weapons. I had a wooden sword. The purpose of everything was to find the real weapon. Not any of the fakes. The boss had the real one among with fakes. He handed out weapons to the good guys as soon as one of the good ones weapons broke. (lol sense: it makes none) I had an idea that I thought seemed epic so I proposed it out loud. That was that all of us should wear traditional japanese samurai clothes. Because it would enhance the feeling or something. xD No one really cared. I I accidentally broke my wooden sword by sitting on it, so I went to the boss boat to get a new weapon. I took two boxes from him and I was hoping that one of them was the real one. On my way back in my boat I opened one box and saw a golden sword that flashed with green light effects. I had a convincing feeling that it was the real one! This was even made of jade (golden jade or what? xP)! I was excited about it. I remember no more.
Morning of February 9, 1977. Wednesday. Dream Series: The Experience of Prescience, the Inexplicable Dream State Phenomenon. Part 4 This dream’s main setting is an unusual variation of my Cubitis home. The shed is not present in the northern part of the backyard and one area near where the front of it would otherwise be is the side of a trailer that is oriented north to south, where two of my older brothers, Dennis and Jim, supposedly live (though they are living in Wisconsin at the time in reality, not Florida). The location of the main focus or dream’s climax is the exact same spot in the north side yard where my “mystery girl” revealed herself for the final time in this particular setting in a later dream (and also above where the body of Christ was literally buried in a childhood dream - eventually indicating I was the “son of the universe” in this cycle of existence), with the exact appearance (and unlikely accent) in every way, as my wife-to-be, Zsuzsanna, before we ever met in reality or even viably knew that we were real to each other. An unknown beautiful dark-haired green-eyed girl (with the usual mixed Hungarian and Australian accent) features in my dream, thoug again, she has the same appearance as my lifelong “mystery girl” (dream girl of otherworldly beauty). She carries a sword which sometimes has a blue sheen and she wears some sort of unusual bikini-like outfit composed of teal-colored reptilian scales. Where I have a large scar on my left wrist, she has only a small scar on her left wrist. (In reality, Zsuzsanna has a smaller scar like a section of mine on her left wrist in the exact same spot where it matches mine. We got them in the same way; by falling onto a broken glass mug shard.) At one point, I enter the trailer (its door otherwise in the same area the shed door would have been, though it is elevated). Jim and Dennis are not there, yet I have no doubt about the “reality” of this dream. I become impatient and angry at not finding my “mystery girl” after she is not present for a time, so angry that I tip over the shelves containing my brothers’ cassettes and records and such. I then make all the chairs fly about with telekinesis for a time as well as my literal “turning the tables” act, where I will a table to spin about and change its original orientation. However, my “mystery girl” appears again in the next-to-last segment of this dream. She tells me that it is not my time to be with her yet and says she must “return to the Source”. I am not sure what it is all about. She is to be my bride, so I become impatient and reach out to her. She tells me that I will meet her in seventeen years in Australia. She seems to shrink, become younger and younger, and over time, becomes a gecko and scurries off southward. (In real life, I met Zsuzsanna in Australia exactly seventeen years after this dream, on February 9, 1994.) I walk quickly south (covering more ground than would be possible in reality), thinking I might see her again, and, as is often the case, there is shallow water in many areas, but curiously, some swimming pools are mostly somehow empty while parts of the ground are lightly flooded (a variation of the very common water lowering waking symbolism, signifying the cessation of the dream state).
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