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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

In the US, possibly in Washington, but later it feels more like NY. Anyway, I am at some important rally and the speaker's poll is in the middle of some staircase. The crowd is clearly mostly democrats but lots of republican trumpers are in the mix. The speakers are calling for peace and unit and trumpers are yelling "Trump for president". Then Jon Stewart comes to speak and everyone is listening and I wonder why people haven't started chanting "Stewart for president" so I try to start it. But the environment turns chaotic suddenly, with people running away down the stairs and I even see a couple pigs running among the people. People start disbanding. I take some route which leads me to bump into Jon Stewart in some back alley. He is all by himself, so I must speak to him. It's a quick encounter in which I express my admiration for him, but then he has to leave. Since I don' t wanna let him go, I stalk him and clearly tell him I wanna stalk him for a while, hoping he finds it funny and not creepy. I ask if I can walk with him wherever he is going or work for him and help in whatever he needs help. I am basically desperate.
Maybe I look harmless because he agrees to give me a chance. When we reach some place with an elevator he tells me to take it and wait by the door of the 7th and I'll be able to meet his family and stay with them for a while. I am blown away and totally trust him, so I go inside the elevator. The elevator is really just a shaft full of spiders and other bugs through which a very shady wood platform descends. When it stops, I am covered in spiders and other unidentified bugs and creeped out, trying to get them off of me. I am in a hallway with lots of other people and some guys are mocking me but then a couple others decides to help em and they shake off some of the bugs. I am confused if Jon pranked me or was seroous, so I look at the doors with numbers looking for a number 7. There is an apartment number 7, but it doesn't even have a door and each room is occupied by extremely poor people sleeping in matresses on the floor. I don't think I am in the right place but I wait a little, to see how it goes.
Everyone is staring at me, wondering what I am doing there, so I leave. I exit the building and realize I had entered it through a top floor that was street level and now this floor also exits to another street level. I go outside and look at the building number and it is 7, so I wait at this door instead. It is getting dark and I feel a bit uncomfortable, but soon after some nice lady with long hair looks at me and tells me to follow her. I wonder how she knows it's me or how I know she's the one I am supposed to follow, but I go. She walks me into a place that at first seems like a posh apartment building, but soon I realize it is some kind of company. There is a large lobby area with some people sitting on a sofa and a kid playing videogames. She points to them and says something about who they are, but I only focus on the fact their kid is autistic. I tell her I am too, allthough a "light" case. I wave and say high to them. The kid briefly looks but immediately breaks eye contact. Then we enter what looks like an open space office, but it leads almost directly to a very unusual toy shop. Not like toys'r'us, not childish, more like a modern space with designer toys, educational and creative toys and arts and crafts materials. I immediately get hooked to it but then realize I am supposed to be nice to my hosts, so I look around for the lady. She introduces me to a lot of family members, a girl I assume it's her daughter, some playboy dude that doesn't take his eyes away from me and others. But I still don't know how they relate to Jon. I feel like the lady is his sister, she doesn't look like his wife. At some point I sit on some couch in a quiet corner thinking and wonder about my goal here: do I just wanna be friends with the family? Am I trying to win them over? Do I wanna hit on Jon, despite knowing he is happily married? I do consider that and how I'd be okay if he fell for me. I justify to myself that maybe he'd be happier with me. Then I think how silly I am and I could not make him happy, he would just be someone really interesting and entertaining to have in my life, but I could not be up to his expectations, so I abandon that silly thought. I do like the family though and decide to become friends with them. A couple black kids visiting the store or friends of the family sit by my side and tell me their names. They are really cute and very alike, which I mention to them. They say they aren't brothers, just friends but recognize the similarities. Only difference is one has really dark eyes and complexion and the other has lighter eyes and complexion and is slightly smaller, but they look like twins otherwise. Then some younger kid comes deliver me a condom and says some gentleman sent it. He points to that idiot playboy I 've met before. He is waving at me and making supposedly seductive looks and gestures, but to me he just looks ridiculous. I tell the kid to take it back. He goes and comes back and throws the condom at me. I can't with the dude and give him the finger. Then I notice another guy by his side with some sort of mental development delay or cerebral palsy. He is incredibly tall and built up and clearly shares physionomical characteristics with the playboy, so maybe they're brothers. I see the playboy treating his supposed brother like shit, dismissing and ignoring him, and I don't like his attitude. Later on I see this guy alone and become his friend. When later the family gathers to have dinner or something, in private quarters, I walk him in, hand in his arm and he is smiling like the family has never seen him do. The lady that brought me in and her supposed daughter are looking at me smiling in approval and the playboy dude is absolutely ego crushed and not believing this.
Later even, some gentleman of the famiky takes me on a tour to the company and shows me a large area that is not in use and I immediately design a sketch of how it could be decorated and used in extension to the existing shop. He later presents my idea to the family and they all agree they like it and ask me if I wanna work for them and implement it.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

About to ingress at some US university and my mom and a friend are accompanying me. The place is gigantic and it's hard to find the info I need. Finally find the office of supposedly my main teacher/tutor/guide and go there to ask for help, but I am told by some other professors that he is late and no one knows exactly when he'll come. They suggest going to the welcoming area for new students that we totally missed on our way in. They give some directions, we see a place with hundreds or thousands of kids and assume it is it. Turns out most of them are really young kids who are there for some show on ice around an ice rink. But nearby is indeed the welcome booth and a line of maybe ten people. We wait in the line. As we move forward and observe the campus and the people, I confess I am not liking the university so far and miss my old faculty. But I am willing to give it a try and ask them for my schedule so I can attend my first classes.
Then it all becomes stilyzed like a graphic novel and I am just observing it like a film. Some group of extremists arrives on campus, makes some statement against women and says that it will be a good day if they kill at least a third of all the women there. Then a slaughter starts, mostly women and girls but also the occasional male that tries to protect them. It becomes a sea of blood, corpses and skeletons floating in the sea of blood, and women falling into that sea like lemmings jumping over a cliff to their deaths.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Visiting some island and something is off. I am heading to the local library and the streets are deserted. When I get to the library, I am almost kidnapped by aliens. I hide behind the shelves but they kinda mock me saying they can see me using infrareds. Some lady comes out of nowhere and rescues me, She takes me to a decontamination shower saying that I got radiation because I contacted with the aliens. Then she takes me to an area not yet taken by the aliens and she reaches out to the police.

My foot hurts but I still go on a trip to the US with some friends. One of them is doing a documentary about the health system and takes us all to a hospital to inquire about costs. We use my own case to ask how much they'd charge for an appointment and right away they ask for $1000 just for just a blanket to wrap me up as I await consultation. I then show my foot to a doctor and it is swollen, two small toes feel numb and my veins are red and popping. I am freaking out that I can't afford treatment but also afraid I can't go home like this either. The doctor says I seem to have a liver problem and I am like "What? I think I just broke a bone."

Again at a doctor office, but for some exam in which I need to fully undress and they have no other place for me to do it, but at the waiting room. I do it, but then spot some old pervert trying to film it on his phone. I yell and take his phone away but other people are sympathetic with the old man, who claims he was just messaging his family.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening / astral projection


We moved to an apartment in Alverca. The house is nice and big, but we look through the window and I only see other buildings right in front. I recall we moved here so to be closer to mom. She is seeing the house for the 1st time and she is impressed by the size of the rooms. She lays on the couch in the living room and says that's what she'll be doing on weekends when she comes by, but I notice she is sad and so am I. More than sad, I feel depressed and oppressed, remembering the beautiful green landscape we no longer have around. I miss it so much and think we made a mistake.

Travel back in time with a couple friends, kind of accidental. We find ourselves in USA around the 1900s, I think in Washington. We end up in the house of a lady and her daughter who have some kind of family factory they inherited and are trying to get back to work, having to fight back all the discrimination against independent working women. They are determined to make it work and we help them. Right now they have men reconstructing their old mansion and its quite chaotic. I go for a walk with one of my friends and we pass by historical buildings like the Senate and I ask her "Doesn't this feel like you real life now? Don't you feel at home here?" And she says "no", looking surprised. I explain that I enjoy so much this slow paced world and she says she misses the internet. I laugh and agree, that's the only thing that really is hard not to have. But we agree we don't miss tv or any of other technological advances. She still says she wouldn't want to stay. I say I would and I imagine I'd use it to try to change so many things. I see myself writing books to influence the mentality of people in the future.

Non-dream stuff - Still waking up generally later than I'd like, which has been messing with dream recall a bit but usually by the time I get up I have to be thinking about other things, so I've probably skipped some days I could have managed some DJ entries. A fragment of a non-lucid, since I've forgotten many details by now.

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Dream fragment:
I don't remember exactly where I was, but it felt like somewhere in the USA. There was this old wooden house, maybe a farmhouse, kind of "western" style but not quite. The wood was painted white I think and it was day time, clear or mostly clear skies.

The house was going to get pulled down by some people using ropes, I think I gave them a hand with it; it sort of tumbled on its face but without much real damage. Then we got closer to have a look and I think there was a transition or some sort of change, as it felt like I was looking through the windshield of a lorry, but anyway, there were several contents inside and it was a bit dark. Some of these other guys were looking at what they could take, because someone said this didn't belong to anyone, so it was free pickings.

At first I thought they were all going to rush for several objects of more value but that didn't happen and I found myself looking at an electric piano/keyboard, and one of the guys was sitting on its bench. It didn't seem to work for some reason and I noticed some big pan-head screws on the corners of the top; they were so big I just unscrewed them by hand and had a look inside. With the lid off, I was somewhat surprised to read in a cursive font "Pioneer" on the top of the wood that was under the lid. I expected it to be a Roland. (And that I know of, Pioneer never made this sort of thing)

Inside, on the left side there was some sort of "tone control" that went from -2 to +3, but was set to +3. Under it was a bakelite type thing with 2 knobs on it but I'm not sure what it was or did. I commented to this guy sitting at the keyboard that they probably put the tone control at +3 because they used weak transistors which made it sound not very good at 0. I think he asked why and I said "it was probably cheaper for the company this way".

There was more after this, but I seem to have forgotten any details.

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• In the dream, looking at the keyboard, I had a vague memory from waking life about an amplifier we recently looked at.
• Because I generally only help with electronics and don't do actual repairs myself, my knowledge is somewhat limited, so I am not currently certain if my assessment of the inside of the keyboard would have been correct or appropriate.
• I think all the other people were men, but I have no idea whose the house was.
• It seemed remarkably easy for us to pull down the house, especially because it looked like it didn't rip or anything from foundations or anything. Perhaps this ease of pulling it down would have been a good cue for a RC.
• Despite mentioning transistors, I don't actually remember seeing any circuit boards inside the instrument.

I was in my local church and I was meeting Barack Obama as a president of Poland. Sounds weird?
I was standing next to two bodyguards when something attacked us so we needed to hide quickly. We ran to the altar and opened secret doors on the floor.
Someone pushed me and I was falling down for a long time (like here). When I finally hit ground, I have met my dad! We were in some kind of tunnels. There was dark and wet everywhere. We have looked around and what we have seen?
Potatoes! They were there for a long time, but still not rotten.

I found some kind of doors and when I opened it I was in someone`s bedroom. One kid said something to me and I have sat on his bed. Then, suddenly chatbox like from Minecraft appeared. I tried to type "/setspawn" with my mind when I heard footsteps, I think it was his mother so I have run away.

I need to leave for work in like soon, so I'll only post one of the dreams I had tonight. It was the last one of the night. I had a blast, even though I wasn't really in it.

06/29/2015 - APOCALYPSE ROBOT

Taylor Swift is a pizza delivery person. She delivers to a house, which makes her wait in the rain. A robot servant (kind like in the new tv show "Humans") answers (after the 30 mins) and Taylor refuses to delive without payment because THEY made her wait. She throws the Pizza in the back of her car.

Jason Momoa is at home, someone knocks on the door but covers the peephole. He opens the door and immediately gets into a fight with the guy, Xavier, who’s older. He recognizes Xavier. It was one of his parents friends when he was a boy. Jason and Xavier talk, there’s something going on in the world. Something bad. Momoa thinks it’s an alien invasion. Xavier tells him he’s wrong. It’s not aliens. It’s robots. We’ve created our own downfall.

Taylor walks around in her town, it’s slowly being evacuated. She sees familiars in the car leaving town, but she’s completely alone. She crosses main street and heads into an alley and continues walking towards the woods just outside the town. There's a puddle a few yards ahead, with something in it.*

That’s where I woke up. Funny thing was, as I kept ‘seeing this dream’. I wasn’t really in it, I kept telling myself, must include more robots and more critiques as to how dependent of machines society has gotten! I was seeing it sort of like it was a movie, you know with Momoa (who was ALSO in another dream of mine tonight) and Taylor having their own plots. I also get the impression that they were supposed to have a romantic sidestory and I kind of ship them right now. I even gave them a name: Jaytay. I have a boring life. Don't judge me, Dreamers.

I am at a party somewhere in the USA, aparently i live there now. The party is in an underground basement with two rooms, all of their walls are black and loud music is playing from an unknown source, people are talking to me and laughing like crazy drunks, i don't understand what they are saying and i don't really care. My phone is in my hand and i'm browsing like facebook or something, which is a thing i'd never even consider doing at a party, because i hate the kind of people that do this thing.

Before i know it, i'm in a hallway, in what seems to be a communist style looking building(we have lots of those where i live)only it's in the center of New York. I have the feeling that i'm somewhere between the 20th and 23rd floor and i see myself from 3rd person perspective. Something sad has happened, but i can't remember what i put my palms on my face and someone comes and tells me something, i think it was one of my friends.
Before i could answer i found myself skateboarding infront of the statue of liberty, but um... it was in the middle of the city.

Next thing i find myself on a mountain road with my dad, he's driving me somewhere with a buggy(you know those car thingys) He's shouting at me about something, but i don't remember what. Then without any expectation we fly of the road and down the side of the mountain. For some reason we are both very chill about all that and my dad even says. "It's cool, you gotta learn how to handle these situations." We manage to stop unharmed and i get off the buggy. My dad dissapeared so i continue down the mountain. I reach a point where i get stuck and the scenery suddenly changes. Now i'm in some kind of abandoned room full of computers, like brands i've never heard before and all kinds of funky designs and what not, i even browse one of their desktops, but i find nothing interesting and go out of the room. I'm at the same spot i got stuck in, but now i can move. I go down a bit more and i end up on another mountain road, but this time there are people all around me cutting down trees, i don't even care (which is strange, because in the waking life i get really pissed about those things, people often label me as a hippie and stuff.) I see a green car, the people in it offer me a ride and i accept. After like 2 minutes they tell me to get off and say that they'd be back in a minute, i waited for them for more than 5 minutes and decided to continue on foot. I'm reaching the end of the forrest and people are no longer cutting down trees. I find myself on a beach and right there coast line is the hotel i live in, i have to go down some stairs first, but i can barely walk, my heel hurts(I got it injured while skateboarding in the waking life)I don't even go into my room i just turn around and walk back into the forrest to get myself a new PC, after a while i was in that abandoned room again, looking for the perfect computer, but i lost interest again and i woke up..

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


I'm on a cruise on the US East Coast. There's a global warning of an asteroid to hit Earth in the next hour and a half, followed by a huge tsunami that will hit the US East Coast. People freak out. I feel mad because I have the clear impression they knew about this a long time in advance but chose to warn people only when they could hardly do anything about it.
Many people on smaller boats nearby head to land, but there's forest for kilometers and by foot they won't reach far enough inland to escape the tsunami.
I don't know what to do, the boat crew left and took some people with them, but I stayed behind with many others.
My mother appears with her boyfriend and tells me he is taking her on his yacht to shore, where he has a private jet and they can fly away to escape. But he can only take her, does not accept to take me along. I tell my mother "you should go and save yourself" to which she doesn't offer any resistance, so she says goodbye and leaves. (My actual mother would never, ever do that!)
Saddened by my mother abandonment, I accept my faith. I go to the dining room where people drink and eat and cry and sing and I decide to join them and embark on a cake eating frenzy. There's like half a dozen varieties on the tables and I eat two or three pieces of each. It feels so soothing.
Then I meet a guy and start talking to him and he has some knowledge of sailing, so I have the nuttiest idea. Why don't we go far enough on deeper sea to avoid most of the wave (as it forms near the shore) and turn the nose to the incoming tsunami (it's what they do in the movies to try to navigate super storms and giant waves, right?). We gather a team of 4 or 5 people who still want to fight for their lives and we head to the ship's bridge and manage to put the ship facing the wave.
When it comes, it's a fucking big wall of water and we hold on to whatever we can. I tie myself up to some metal tubes with rope, but close to an exit, so in case we roll over, I'll try to swim away. But I think the ship survives. Not sure,
'cause then I wake up.

The first part of the dream is kind of fuzzy. It involved mythological beings on an mountain island. We had arrived there with a sailing ship. I think I wasn't free, I was a slave or a captive. We talked with the beings who lived up on the mountain, they warned us about some kind of danger. I think I managed to escape, something about the ship sinking I think, and managed to swim to freedom.

I ended up living somewhere down in the south of USA. I managed to get a job, but that was somewhere far up north. I had no idea how to get to this place, but I had more then two weeks before the job started so I just began walking. I started out in a big and what looked like a pretty old city.

After I walked for a long time I got to a fairly big community. I got there on Monday, my work would begin next Friday. So I guess I had been walking for three days?

I went to a restaurant and ate lunch. The owners turned out to be extremely nice people! We talked and I told them about where I would be going, and that if I didn't find a bus or something then I would hitch-hike the rest of the way. They said it was a shame I had to leave the same day, since every Monday they have a movie evening. They were normally renting movies, but every Monday they showed one for free. I said that I might just stay for the rest of the day then, I was weary from walking and to be able to relax for a day felt like a really tempting prospect.

They were also in charge of the community's bus service, which meant that they from time to time drove a trip around the town in a big van and picked up people along the way. I decided to ride with them, I wanted to explore the town and above all find a place to sleep for the night. I got off in front of a mall that I explored, it was really big. I was amazed how this community could have such a big and high quality mall. I remember seeing a jewellery shop, and that there were fancy carpets on the floor.

That is all I can remember. This was a unusually vivid dream. I kind of miss that community, it seemed like such a nice place! I think I add it to the list of dream locations I should revisit.

None lucid,though my last dreams were more vivid again,though sadly,none were lucid.
Dream from last week:
I was at my parent's friends house,everything was bright,and as I was going upstairs my parent's friend fell on the floor,and as I turned back he was dead with blood all over.Everybody was surprised,and my dad said "Oh,that was unsuspected".

Dream From Tonight:
There was a guy from my class,Emma Watson as his friend/crush and her mother was Liv Tyler(they were not their real selves,but I'll call them by their real name,for convenience's sake.Liv owned a bookstore in a small town on USA.Emma invited the guy to see it,and I remember the bookstore from another dream.Upstairs,there was some small sculptures made by Liv,and this time I was with them,and both me and the guy said one of the sculptures was cute.I soon vanished,and the scenery changed.They were outside,the guy followed Emma as she got a cheese grater from a car and was about to attack something.

I haven't posted anything in my DJ here in a while so I figured I post this funny little dream I had last night.

I was in some sort of lounge which had a small coffee table surrounded by a half-dozen chairs which were quite comfortable. I was sitting in one of them along with my dad and various uncles. I looked over to my left and noticed a ping pong table with a small Chinese girl standing there with a paddle. She looked over at me and motioned me to come play against her. I decided why not and got up to go over there. Once I got to the table a referee appeared next to the table and handed me a paddle. He also gave the girl a ping pong ball which I didn't really mind.

It was about now that it suddenly hit me that this was the Olympics. Nothing changed scenery wise, we were still in the lounge with my family sitting in their chairs talking about something and smoking pipes (which they don't normally do ), but for some reason I just knew this was the Olympic and there was a lot of pressure on me since it was USA vs China. The little girl, about 8 years of age, bounced the ball on the table and prepared to serve. She hit it quite fast to the point where I couldn't even really see it. Somehow, though, I hit it back and it bounced off one of the corners of the table, score one for the US.

The game was to 21 and it was my turn to serve. I leaned over the table so that I was bouncing the ping pong ball right in front of the net and then served it as hard as I could. This happened to be a little too hard as it just missed the table giving China one point. The next thing I knew it was 8 to 5, US, and somebody was next to me; it was my partner. Apparently I got a teammate while the little girl had to play all by herself. I had no clue who this person was though, but I felt like he was my cousin despite the fact that I can't remember what he looked like or how he acted.

It went back and forth a little bit, nothing spectacular happening, just a typical game of ping pong only the ball seemed to go 10 times faster than any other game I had seen. The score was now 15 to 9 (or something similar) with the US still in the lead. I walked away from the table mid game and headed toward a large window which was in the back of the lounge. There was a cushion on the windowsill that seemed to act ad a couch. I sat down and looked back at the lounge. It was a fairly ornate room with a large fireplace next to all the chairs with a pair of bear arms hanging on the wall. There were some nice rugs spread throughout and various paintings and arts around the room.

After only a few seconds I went back to the ping pong table to find out that the score was now tied at 20; next point wins. How did this happen so quickly!? I was only gone for what seemed like 30 seconds and yet my partner somehow managed to give up a 6 point lead and brought the match to the final game. The small Chinese girl had the serve and hit it as hard as she could, just like earlier. My partner seemed to either disappear or just sit back behind me and let me finish because me and her just hit it back and forth for about 45 seconds.

At this point I decided to try and end it with a spike to the left corner of the table. I hit the ball as hard as I could and it managed to just clip the side of the table, giving us the point. My partner was suddenly next to me again and we cheered and high-fived. My family which was sitting to the side the entire time were all lightly clapping similar to a golf clap. The little Chinese girl was really sad and almost started crying but for some reason we didn't care. We didn't care that we just beat a little girl half our age, 2v1 at ping pong, we won the Olympic gold medal!

1. Last night I had a dream about arriving in USA, me and a friend.
We were in a mall. I activated my roaming and it said Thailand? So, we were walking , and we noticed that in the middle of the mall was a huge mountain with lifts and lot's of people skying on it. If this is not strange enough to become lucid.... and I didn't.
Suddenly, my mom appeared. SHe acted like she was with us from the beginning. I didn't noticed her sudden appearance, so I went with the dream... At our left was a little shop with candies and teas. I wanted to buy my mother a tea, a lemon tea(she said it's fiber tea). I tasted it because it smelled strange. But when to buy it, my mom and my friend were walking away. I wanted to buy myself a peach tea, but my morals told me I tasted the "fiber" tea, so I'll have to buy it, even if nobody was watching me...me and my morals....


2. After this dream I had another one about my mom telling me we will not be able to go to USA until next year. I was mad, but she tried to comfort me by telling me to thing about my dreams so I'll be able to achieve them next year. I already knew I wanted to be an actor.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

0:00 GMT – Sleep

Enemy of the State
I am in a future world. I’m wanted by the government. I’m considered a terrorist and an enemy of the state, only because I hang out with environmentalists and activists from human and animal rights. I am currently being chased because I participated at some action for animal liberation. I tried to delete my tracks, but they are still after me, so I am driving high speed for long time. I pass by paved roads, desert roads, off-road, railroads, highways, always speeding and making really cool (dangerous!) manoeuvres to pass other cars or obstacles. It feels like a racing game. At some point I even drove high speed on water (on a boat, I guess).
But after some time I am caught at a road block, where people are being mass detained. I am taken into a kind of camp where we are lined up on queues: they call our name and tell us to go to a designated queue (with a number). Then we’re arranged in groups and put on some facilities and given a password – each group has its own password and we can’t share it with people outside the group. People are kind of brainwashed because they are accepting all this as a game as if they are in some kiddie camp instead of a jail.
Some day, after being there for a while, a lady comes to me and whispers that she has some papers she must hide in a safe place and she trusts I will find such safe place, because I know people. I do talk to a few people and find one who has a safe locker where these can be hidden. I don’t know what they are about, but I know it’s important they aren’t found by the guards.
Later on I’m on a porch over an inner court. It’s damn cold and rainy. My mom comes up, for visiting me. But I am already heading inside, cause I can’t stand the cold. I tell her to come inside, but she on the other hand is feeling hot and wants to get some fresh hair. So I have to stay inside with my head sticking through the door to talk to her. When she finally comes inside, I sit over some low table that is in front of a sofa where she sits. A lady guard appears and scolds me for that, so I sit on the sofa to, feeling eager to get away from here.

5:40 GMT

Group of backpackers sleeping over
I’m alone at my late grandma’s house, on her office, writing. It’s quite dark and I realise it’s already night and I haven’t locked the front door. I go there and when I am closing the door, I am scared by a guy coming out of the kitchen’s dispensary. Right after I see a whole group of people with bags and backpacks coming from the next room. They are speaking foreign languages and don’t immediately notice me. I see a note from my uncle saying some group of researchers were dropping by to sleepover. Only now he tells me? I turn to them and this first guy is looking at me anxiously waiting that I say something so I tell them I will help them settle in and then he says “Ah, so you speak! Nice to hear your voice.”. Why that comment? It’s not like he said hi to me and I didn’t reply...

Fragment about DV
I was reading DV posts and there was a new RPG task which was described in two short sentences and was something totally outrageous - which unfortunately I can’t recall (it would be fun to know). I felt upset that I haven’t yet managed to do the latest task...

7:00 GMT

Great wall of unknown place
On a square of a beautiful old town, trying to take a picture of myself doing a V sign with my fingers when a couple offers to take the picture and I accept. I notice that I can’t really make the sign with my right hand – my fingers are stiff and don’t bend. Still they take the picture, I thank them and go close to them o get the camera. Then I see a sightseeing platform behind them with a marvellous view over mountains and valleys and a giant wall stretching from around this city to way beyond what my eyes can see. I make a surprised comment that I didn’t know this city was located so high and that there was a wall like the China’s Great Wall here. They smile and tell me I shouldn’t really miss it and I decide to go there right away.

Surreal water cube
Then I’m flying over the globe and I remember seeing Staten Island and the Statue of Liberty, the shoreline, ferries, cities, then a gap and later some lush green marshes, Christ the Redeemer satue in Brazil and beaches. I land on a beach in Brazil in some shallow waters. I see the waves hitting the sand and I decide to rest under some square shade covering an area on the sand. I am there enjoying the warmth and calmness when a wall of water rises and comes to hit the beach. I am scared by it but I also control it so I make it go around the place where I am. So, under this shade, no water enters, forming a cube of water all around. There’s total silence and a sense of wonder for this surreal image.

Organic book
I’m on some office, different from all others I’ve dreamed so far. The building is square with a central square staircase around which the open space (which should be a corridor) is an office, with desks all around. I am working on something related to Organic when, coincidentally I see Marcopolo coming up the stairs. I am sure he saw me and I go meet him as a good host. But when I arrive where he is supposed to be, he has disappeared. Only the people who were coming with him are there. I think he is avoiding me. One of the ladies of his group offers me a book still about to be published that looks so cool and is full of funny stories and jokes about the organic and environmentalist movement. I go back to my desk to show it to my colleagues.

8:00 GMT – Wake up

Got most of my stuff packed up today. Just clothes left, mostly.

09/12/10



I'm filming a documentary about the variety of religious beliefs in our culture. My invisible cameraman and I are set up near a bus stop. I interview people and ask them to talk about their beliefs on camera.

One young woman wants me to come to her evangelical, ultra-conservative church to film and meet her minister/pastor/reverend. While this probably is a golden opportunity for me, I really don't want to go. Absolutely nothing in this scenario could possibly end well.

The woman turns into a girl I knew in high school, someone I barely ever talked to. We're going on a road trip through the US, and I'm consulting the GPS on my cell phone.

I'm walking through an airport.

Scare Factor: 2/10
Rating: 1/10