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    1. liii.

      by , 10-17-2018 at 12:35 AM
      Non-dream stuff - woke up between 8 and 9:00. Some non-lucid dreams but only made note of a final part of one in the morning.



      Dream fragment:

      Was at some sort of compound, it was mostly a ground-level structure/building. The day was cloudy, shadows were diffuse.

      The ending of the dream was in a huge parking lot, like ones at some airports I suppose. My dad was driving a van like the dad of my partner (H) has. Dad drove up near me and I think I was talking to him or my mom on the phone as he got close. I saw H walking, at the opposite end of the parking lot. I got in the van and asked dad to pick H up. I think I got in the back of the van and it was crammed with boxes and stuff, making it a bit dark in the back. I remember being able to see the cabin from there.

      H spotted us and started coming our way. Dad drove toward two parked cars with a space between them (with the intent of parking there?). H was walking into that space and dad advanced with the van but H fooled around making funny faces and walking backwards as dad approached.



      Some notes:
      • My partner's behaviour was the sort of goofy thing he does sometimes.
      • My dad doesn't (and never has?) have a van.
      • I think my mom was in the van too, sitting next to my dad in the front. But I don't remember clearly.
      • It probably would have been a good idea to question the reality of things solely based on the fact I got in the back of the van like that, as it was unsafe, really. But added to that, although my parents have visited us (ish, we went to them, they visited the country) fairly recently, it is not likely they would come over again so soon.





      Scoring thus far:
      + Previous score: 50.0

      + This DJ entry score (breakdown below): 0.5
      ++ Recall a non-lucid fragment: 0.5(maybe there's something else to score but I'm so tired at the moment, I'm happy with this)

      = Total score thus far: 50.5
    2. Friday, June 22

      by , 08-15-2018 at 07:19 PM
      I am outside and entering some building. I pass a group of three who are sitting on the ground, appearing to be homeless or otherwise in search of some assistance. Their handcrafted signs held proclaim this, though they do have a van, albeit a fairly broken down looking one. The van is scattered with random things, mostly necessities. They ask me for something specific - shoes? I sort of mumble something about thinking about it and slowly sneak away. When I enter this building - a house? - though, something resonates with me, and I want to help them out, so I start going through the clothes in this room. I gather some shoes, small pink gloves, very small underwear (mine from when I was a kid?), and some other small articles. Gathered up in my arms, I return to the three. When they see me, their faces fill with equal parts shock and gratitude. I sit with them, and they express it. I want to know their story, and we end up talking. It becomes mostly them (a girl and two boys?) asking about my life. They ask what I do for work, and I tell them I work at a preschool 9-6 Monday through Friday. We start talking about hiking, presumably because of the shoes, and they ask the longest hike I’ve ever done. Remembering it, I tell them the longest hike I’ve ever done was probably Half Dome.



      I am in what seems to be an extremely large tap house [As I write this, I remember how Jon described a cave by the ocean as like a cathedral last night. This is the same feeling I am getting of this place]. The space is so open and almost stale (kind of like Maui Brewing Co). Everything is grey and angular and sleek. I approach the tall counter and crane my neck far back to read the giant board of options. Despite the plethora, I don’t see the type I am looking for. Dad is here too. I end up getting a very tiny replica of the Washington Monument (I think I was thinking of the Eiffel Tower at first, but recalling it now, it was definitely solid, with the prism shaped top). I get a saltwater solution to rinse it off with? and do so. It almost looks like we are outside, or like this side of the building slowly blends into the outside. It is dark out and tropical.
      Tags: beer, hiking, homeless, van
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      Uncategorized
    3. Rain Van

      by , 05-08-2018 at 08:49 PM
      Morning of May 8, 2018. Tuesday.



      I allow the awareness of my physical body to become autosymbolic in the rendering of a silver van. I recognize the essence of water as dream state induction, the gentle beautiful rain splashing lightly on me at times from my left through the open window of the van. The van is driving itself without incident even though I am behind the steering wheel. Zsuzsanna is to my right in this dream (and I am sleeping more down on my stomach, so she is to my right side in reality, though I most often sleep on my left side). The van was meant to move through rain, which is the essence of well-being and healing factors, the brain and heart about 73% water at that. We go through a sparse forest of young trees; the trees on each side pass by in both directions. I do not reflect much upon such impossibility. We phase through a chain-link fence.

      I enjoy going down the escalator of Hinkler in the van, with brief puzzlement of what may or may not be a car wash as we go elsewhere. Other people are walking around, shopping. Miniature cars drive above me, on the ceiling, upside-down, their headlights creating a harmonious awareness. The van drives itself through a hall in an unknown building that is just big enough for it to move through. Then in a more augmented vestibular awareness, we fly far above a lake near early evening.

      Rain upon me in the dream state is so pleasing. Whatever vehicle my body becomes auto symbolically, car, van, airplane, boat, there is still flight potential.


    4. Paris, The Beach, Or Something Simple? & Others

      by , 12-27-2017 at 02:31 PM
      12/27/2017
      Walking around some fancy big house decorated nicely. Sitting down and seeing my boyfriends ex-boss come in and sit sort of close to me. He asks me what I want for my birthday, and I keep saying 'I don't know'. He pulls out a plastic tube thing that can expand itself and there's a girl across the room and it stretches one end from her to me. He wanted me to tell her what I wanted. I imagined myself what it would be like to be on plane to Paris and in Paris. Then imagined myself on a beach in the sand,
      alone. The weather dreary with dark-ish clouds yet sunlight shining through. A bit chilly wind. The contrast of the image of it was beautiful. I was in a white sun like dress/beach dress. I finally said through the tin-can talk like device "Mani Pedi and a bottle of wine"

      TAUP E W Letters
      Dreaming of some kind of game where I had to choose a name and I chose "TAU P" or "TAUP E" and someone getting angry cuz the game wouldnt start because I had their name? I didn't care and kept trying to have "TAUP E"




      So I haven't been around in years. Gonna update some dreams I've had in the last few weeks right now, below.



      12/23/2017

      Went to my boyfriend best friends dads house and was in flip flops walking in muddy water. Was packing my stuff up from us staying there, and stealing Now and Laters and Suckers from a candy drawer to take with me. Something about my BFFE; possibly BF related.

      12/23/17 Fragments
      -My sister bought Vanilla ice cream, and was carrying it in a plastic bag up the steps to my porch.
      -Boy->Paranoia
      -Me in a towel at boyfriends best friends dads house, in front of lots of 'football' type guys/men I keep trying to make sure I'm covered by pulling my towel up.


      OLDER DREAMS START HERE; SOME CODED SENTENCES FOR PRIVACY.

      so my dream was we were all in NC.. we were at Gma's and there was a secret huge room in her house collecting old stuff over the years of ours. I wanted to go in there. Switches to everybody being there and i see Lil D with cigarette in her hand. I find out C slept with S and i stabbed her then burnt the house down but tried saving the kids. I got outside to the road and saw the fire through the window (silhouette) and then i ran back to try to get the kid who was going back inside but when i walked inside everything was fine/.alive no fire and all talking and what not. I thought I was going crazy again, and told C what happened.
      you can stop reading here.
      coded for myself:
      Switch to us being in a hotel room ( a nice one) and C has dinab weird tv.. music choice station 805 ? LOMF- smiles. i see dinab & ask; yes; chsbkapeirwu me frus. mad.


      dreams:
      i opened the front door and there was some guy sitting on the porch (i didn't see him though but his legs out my eye corner) and he was saying something but i couldnt make out what he was saying. i quickly shu the door and dead bolted and locked it. grabbed L and there was another guy in the house.. ran into our room and locked the door told C and me and L went in my closet and locked the door. C went and killed them with a knife. i somehow felt one of the bad guys knives and i was superly amazed at how sharp it was. dream over. (i seem to have woken up directly after this one)

      dream two:
      first of all-- L for real got tropical starbursts on halloween so ive seen them lately.. a two pack.. red and yellow)
      dream-- on halloween i gave some tropical starbursts ( a few) and she liked them. on christmas i gave her a huge bag and she was really happy.
      then something like... being in your van mom?? i think.. but anyway.. i was talking about how this tiny cup/glass still had melted ice and a tiny amount of water in it. was amazed the ice was still there.


      also some weird dream where i was walking through some weird camp like buildings that were really small and everyone door being open and i could see what each person was doing. then i had to walked back up through them all inside them.. cuz i guess there was doors connected them. i was on my way to my room i think??? i stopped by a room with 3 women who were in a women's club and were staying camping at the place. for some reason one of them was getting a mammogram done/preparing for it.]


      12/25/2017 - Fragment
      Dream about some kind of fire. Don't know.

      Updated 12-27-2017 at 02:41 PM by 16883

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    5. Dream - Mysteries Of The Van

      by , 10-23-2017 at 11:05 AM
      Date of Dream: WED 11 OCT - 2017



      Dream No. 209 - Mysteries Of The Van

      A very blurry memory for this dream. There were major segments of this dream where a past dream guide had come to help me, although there was really nothing for me to need help with. Later on in the dream, it showed that my friend JH had owned some plain white van. I forgot what exactly she did in that van. That's all I can remember for this dream.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:
      - None

      Updated 10-23-2017 at 11:06 AM by 93119 (Wrong Dream Number)

      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Dream - A Plumber To The Rescue

      by , 09-15-2017 at 01:23 PM
      Date of Dream: SAT 2 SEP - 2017



      Dream No. 189 - A Plumber To The Rescue

      I don't remember what happened at the start of this dream. From where I do remember, something happened to NB and so he was to be rushed to hospital. A white van with nothing on it came to pick him up. In parts of the dream, he would be in hospital but in other parts, he would be at home. Something was going on at home and so I didn't want to be around anyone. My brother, my grandpa's old friend and an unknown third entity were walking around the perimeters of the backyard. I was finding it hard to get away because they were following me.

      Eventually, I made this mental cue for someone to help me and get out of there. Through no introduction whatsoever, Super Mario appeared, and he scooped me up off the ground. I was hanging on to the back of him while he flew down the backyard. The group of three were catching up and so I told myself we needed to leave the house completely. Mario started going upwards and went over the fence.

      Once we were outside the property, just hanging over the neighbour's house, he put one of his arms backwards like to fasten me into a seatbelt. So for his flight, he had one arm forward to control his direction and the other arm behind him, wrapped around me. A good portion of the dream was him flying down all these different roads, taking me out places on an adventure. At some point near the end, he was flying down Wellington Road and I was worried that I was being seen again... I told him to go higher, so he agreed with me and kept ascending.

      I told him to stop once we were just above the clouds, which were pretty low in comparison to the sky in real life... But it felt like a high altitude in the dream. When above the clouds, he would go really fast and there would also be a great gush of wind, making me feel like falling off at times. I told him I felt unsecured and so he stopped in mid-air. He gave me a quick massage and then tightened his grip on my back. Then he went super fast but although it still felt scary, I didn't feel like I was going to fall off any time soon. When he had descended back to the altitude of the road, the dream scene changed.

      We were now inside my house but there were other people living in it. I was invited to a photo shoot with Mario and his “family”. The dream camera focused on what I was wearing. I was wearing this short dark blue dress with white socks and purple t-bar shoes. The dream showed a distant image of Princess Peach wearing the same thing. Apparently Mario had dressed me up like her but in my colour scheme. The dream then went back to the actual event where Mario was the only familiar one there and the rest were real life people, but strangers.

      I remember having a really good conversation with a person called Mel. There was then a card for me, signed by two unknown entities, then Mel, then “dad”. Apparently Mario was claiming to be my dad in this dream. I don't remember anything else about this dream.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:

      - None

      Updated 10-03-2017 at 09:56 AM by 93119

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. 9/10/17 - 9/12/17 (L)x3 L2 DILDx3 WBTB

      by , 09-12-2017 at 01:29 PM (Fantastical Adventures)
      9/10/17
      A monster hurricane was forecasted for the east coast. For southern New England, snow. I don’t remember anything else.

      9/12/17 (L)x3 L2x3 DILDx3 WBTB
      I recall very little about the LDs, other than the dominant the color in one of them was gray.
      -1-I was driving a blue van in Egypt when I heard the possibility that 3 of the Pyramids were going to be removed due to the nature of their origin. Since only certified people could drive in the place I was, I got a cop behind me. I turned left at the light, and tried to pull over, but the brakes were stiff, as if the vehicle was off.
      Lucid Time: 3-4 minutes
      Tags: cop, egypt, van
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    8. Two Worlds

      by , 08-15-2017 at 03:22 AM (Dream)
      Key:
      Side Notes (Side Notes)
      Title
      Dream
      Lucid
      Two Worlds

      In the Car my Dad was going to drop me off, I said "Drop me off here." closer to the school doors.
      I get out my dad starts playing really loud dubstep-esque music.
      I walk into the school, it looks like middle school but it's high school.
      I see Celina talking to some people, I walk upstairs and someone is next to me.
      We walk for a bit and then our Teacher shows up out of nowhere and pulls a lever which a monitor shows up and 50 lights appear, the monitor looks like one
      you'd see on a highway that's black with orange lights.
      It was a 50th Anniversary for something.
      We walk into the class (looks like Mrs.S's classroom). The teacher is a woman all of the sudden, "I'll give you a hint: Candy."
      Everyone is excited to get some candy, a girl thinks "I bet its cookies!"
      And on a desk there is Chip Ahoy cookies so it wouldn't be out of the book.
      I'm sitting next to Kevin, he tells me "I wasn't here Monday."
      I told him not to worry because he was on a field trip (?).
      I look at his shoes and it reminds me of Dark Matter/Black Sky Camo from COD, I was going to say "Takes a 5 kills without dying to get that."
      The scene changes (still in the classroom) and there is Abraham, there wasn't much time left.
      There was one last ingredient.
      They found it, a small Black Cat.
      Abraham kills it and let's it blood run into a vial.
      Outside there are rabid humans.
      Abraham lets the Blonde Chick drink it.

      -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
      That was a weird dream, I know today is the day I'll get a Lucid Dream. I'll report to you guys tomorrow. A few weeks until school starts, my Senior Year.
      August 14th, 2017
    9. Music Theme

      by , 01-23-2017 at 05:55 AM
      I remember a couple fragments of music themed dreams.

      First I was standing with a group of people playing guitars. I was playing some kind of digital guitar stick. We were all playing together. My guitar stick could sound like an acoustic guitar or an electric guitar.

      Later, I was talking with the female lead singer of an amateur rock band. They played an outside gig in a city and virtually no one attended. I tried to give her encouragement and suggestions. I also helped her and her band load equipment into their vehicle.

      Later, I believe I was riding in that same vehicle, a van. There was a commode sitting in the middle and I used it because I had to poop. But then I was embarrassed because I stunk up the van and I apologized.
    10. #137 - After first day of ADA (All Day Awareness), and #1 + #2

      by , 10-23-2015 at 08:53 PM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Non-dream
      Non-lucid
      Lucid

      Dream fragment
      I remember some dream about being in my bed, I had woken up and was just pretty pent up from not 'doing the deed' because of the Brainbuddy app. Some stuff happened and I was annoyed because I convinced myself to do it despite knowing I didn't want to. I had watched Rick and Morty season 2 about a week ago which I think had some influence. When Little Rick is around and is like "a teenagers worst enemy is his own mind" or something along those lines - felt like I was under a similar influence.

      Yesterday was my first day doing ADA (and some more meditation), I felt like at the end of the day I had some intense mental fatigue. My head ached slightly whenever I brought my attention to focus on the things I was doing instead of slipping into autopilot. I slept pretty well, it didn't take too long to fall asleep (an hour I think, which is really good for me ). I think it was a combined effect of the mental fatigue from ADA and physical fatigue from running... But during the night I just had absolutely horrendous dream recall. My mind was just too exhausted to have the mental capacity needed to recalling a dream.

      I decided I'd like to write up a dream from my book when I first started, before I transitioned to posting online.
      Dream Journal Book
      #1 - Rugby
      Throwing around a rugby ball, I think with someone else? - the first dream I ever recorded I've come a long way lol

      #2 - First death in a dream / Shapeshifting weretigers

      Dream 1 - First death in a dream
      I was some kind of official who had acquired some information, and I had some friends who decide to protect me by confessing to my crime for me and taking the blame. They then weren't in the room (I had left before) that I returned to because I had a bucket that had my shoes in it or something... O_O? I left again and went up a flight of metal spiralling stairs. I waited there thinking for a bit and then a high ranking official in a military uniform (kind of reminds me of a Gestapo) walks in and shoots me right in the heart. I can feel the blood warming my chest.. I'm lying on the ground still. The man walks away. I reach around and touch the wound and I'm overwhelmed with disbelief. Some part of me seems to think that everything will be okay though.

      Dream 2 - Shapeshifting were-tigers
      Shapeshifting were-tigers take over the town in part of a conspiracy. It's a place to use these funny flying things to take over the world (I drew a picture here, it looks like a cross between a manatee and a puffer-fish that is 15 inches long with brown skin and spots on it. It looks really weird). Third-person style dream, it follows a kid who is a were-tiger that is shocked to see so many were-tigers killing the human townsfolk mercilessly. Then the view shifts to a bunch of campers in these large double-decker bus-sized vans, some of which have colour patched up blankets all over them. The main camper-van leader sees what's happening and tells his friends to run and his wife to start the van so she can take the kids and escape.. He plans to be a voluntary scapegoat. Were-tigers approach in a gang-like style, and by this point it has become first person with me as the camper dude standing his ground. I punch the biggest were-tiger straight in the nose and start brawling to divert attention so my family can escape. The boss were-tiger makes a comment to his friend like "Haha you got socked in the face!", to which I add "Yeah he's the biggest so I figured I'd start with him". I seem to realise that I won't live if I continue fighting (since I'm outnumbered and well.. They're were-tigers O_O). I decide to cool it down and hang with them, biding my time. They're apparently cool with this and maybe I earned their respect?
    11. LD #155: More moons, Dreamspeak, and annoying parents

      by , 01-09-2015 at 02:27 PM (Lucid Time!)
      Kind of a lame lucid dream, but I had it.

      Something to do with Lego People in Minecraft or Minecraft people in a Lego world or something like that.


      I was in the family van with my mom and dad. They were driving over these steep sandy hills preforming jumps.
      This was the first sign that I was dreaming; I began to question how the family van, being almost as old as I am was able to handle 20-foot jumps and landing on its nose with no sign of damage or distress.

      At one point we drove through a barn. I got worried not only that this might be reckless and damage our van, but that an angry owner might show up.

      At one point we stopped because my dad had to check the engine. I preformed a nose pinch. I could breathe fine.
      Dreaming. I looked up at the sky and saw five moons in the daytime sky. One of them was huge, obviously. I looked away and looked back and saw that the moons had somehow become conjoined together.

      "Uhhh... that doesn't' look right."

      "What are you talking about? It's just the moons sticking together. That's what all the craters on the big one are for, so all the little ones can fit nicely in the basins."

      It was my mom. I told her that this was a lucid dream that I was going to leave her and go fly. I started climbing up one of the sandy hills. She started begging me to show her how to lucid dream like I do, thinking that it was really cool. At first, I told her no, but after she asked three or four times, I gave in.

      I decided to teach her one of the first things that I had ever learned in lucid dreaming; how to run at high speeds. We found a black asphalt path. I explained to her that part of it is preforming the correct physical motion and part of it is having the correct mental state, knowing that your dream control has to work.

      She took off running. I tried to go after her, but she didn't look back to see that my high-speed running had actually failed. But I still went after her for a minute. This led me through the woods, over a wooden bridge and to a small gas station/cafe place deep in the woods. There was a small lot with some strange cars in it nearby.

      To be honest, I find that my parents, in lucid dreams make for pretty annoying DCs. In hindsight, I probably should have made an effort to get rid of her or distract her. She asked me why my running hadn't worked. I told her that I didn't know, but if we went into that gas station, we might be able to cheat the dream into giving us what we want.

      I started to walk in, I pushed the door open and tightly squeezed the metal handle with my hand, picking up some dream stabilization. "A good friend of mine works here, I think she'll be able to help us." Luckily at this point was actually the last of my mom that I saw in the dream.

      I came in. It was a small convince store that sold candy, chips and the likes. I saw a menu above the counter and apparently they sold a variety of common hot foods. (Pizza, hot dogs, hamburgers, etc.) There were a couple of dream characters waiting in line. I just cut in front of them and they didn't care.

      The person at the check-out counter was a short black lady with straight hair. I think she had the face of one of my old gym teachers from middle school. (Man parents and middle school teachers, this whole dream is just a host of awkward and uncomfortable dream characters.) She also had a bionic arm on one side. I kept looking at it, though she didn't seem to appreciate that. (She didn't seem particularly cheerful to begin with.) It kept changing sides.

      "Are you going to buy anything or just stare?"

      "No, I'm not hungry. Is Manei off her shift yet?"

      "Yeah, I'll let you in."

      Success. Manei was in the back room. She had on one of those really heavy native American ponchos for some reason. She was talking with this really short black boy who I assumed was the woman's son, and this fat girl with brown hair. I said hello and she said goodbye to her friends.

      "What I tell you? No meet me in gear room! Meet me in bedroom! I tell you ten times! Now I cannot *do something* for ten days. Why you no listen?"

      I open my mouth to talk.

      "Come, we talk downstairs, in private."

      She takes me back out front of the store and to the women's bathroom. I look in and there is a toilet filled with poo. (And I mean filled, like a mountain of poo.) There was also a lot of pee and *ahem* other liquids on the floor.

      She closed the door and then opened it agian to reveal a flight of stairs with a bed at the bottom. She asked that the both of us jump at the count of three and land on the bed. We do it. Completely pointless but we do it.

      "Now, Atakonk yatoo tahuatok bararr satago izquen lavis al Ukatok. Urtem kaso aleey" (Something or other.)

      "Manei, I don't understand your dreamspeak all that well, remember?"

      "I know, but I want you to listen- I want you to listen- I want you to Lis-Lis-Lis-Listen."

      "Katago Lalataktaktak. Katago Lalataktaktak. Katago Lalataktaktak. Katago Lalataktaktaktaktaktaktak..."

      Manei.exe has stopped working. Would you like to close the dream or check online for a solution?

      The dream faded to black slowly around here. I tried to squeeze the pillows and blankets on the bed we were in to hang on, but I guess that's no different than squeezing the pillows and blankets in your waking life bed.
    12. 11/29/2014

      by , 12-15-2014 at 02:42 AM
      I was in one of the work vans going through a tunnel. The brakes on the van weren't working which made me get hit by a train. The van slid and eventually fell into a lake. I managed to get it out by saying some console commands. I drove the van a few more times but it wasn't parking and would just slide.
    13. Sportscars and Lady's

      by , 07-03-2014 at 12:48 PM
      Sportscars and Lady's
      Lucid #3

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I lam in a car with two very good looking ladys. It is a black, very expensive sportscar as I notice soon. I am in the front seat and one of the girls is sitting in the backseat. I ask them if I can drive and they let me. I have some doubts because at that point I didnt have my license yet, but I do it anyways. We drive arround a littlebit until I see a military barrack infront of me.
      They seem to be training and I fear they might see me and take me to jail.
      I am in my school, in class and try to sneak out. I check out at the front office and go outside, just to see my teacher waiting for me. The next thing I know is that I am on the roof of a driving van singing some song.
      I become lucid and try to jump but I wake up soon..
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    14. Gunpoint, Scammed, and Building my Way Up for Revenge

      by , 04-11-2014 at 04:30 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.04.2014
      Gunpoint, Scammed, and Building my Way Up for Revenge (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Things start out at an open-field environment that seems to mix around the usual large park setting, and a skateboarding park as well. I’m near an individual that looks like he’s African-American, and is wearing a black shirt along with either white shorts, or regular jeans.

      He slowly turns around, and shows a gun, and now I’m at gunpoint. I try not to react to quickly, slowly trying to make the conversation casual, and less likely for the dream character to try and do something rash. He keeps pestering me with threats, and seems to be only using the gun as a means to make his words known without anyone questioning them.

      This prompts me to slowly walk backwards while feigning as if I’m afraid, and the moment I found a way to run, and have him have a difficult time if he were to shoot me, I took the opportunity immediately. I didn’t hear gunshots, though something about this interaction makes me have feelings as if I want to encounter this individual again, mostly due to something they did to another individual.

      I’m not too sure which individual they caused harm, or even death to, but feelings of revenge started piling up, and feeling a sense of incompetence of not being able to save the individual because I was left empty handed to try and protect myself. The transitioning in the dream is a bit shaky, mostly due to me not really taking the time to recall it in detail the moment I woke up from it.

      The dream shifts to where I somehow land inside a large maroon van, which feels kind of awkward since I was in the process of trying to reflect what happened before I escaped from gunpoint. There’s two females I believe that I have a conversation with, and I don’t know what was stated, but I believe I finally recollected what occurred before, and shared my story with them.

      They seemed to have been sympathetic for me, and offered me some money to get by, which either implies they knew I would probably want to get back at the other individual, or whatever was stated in my story, the individual that was harmed by the enemy, in this case, probably was of essential help. Whatever the case, I thank them, and had intentions of going to a weapon store, since I felt the individual I’m after couldn’t have gone far.

      But with the logic of dreams, sometimes when you feel so close to something, or someone, you’re literally thousands of miles away, or implied to be in a completely different circumstance, which kind of throws plot development out of the window. For some reason, when I tried to get to a weapons store, I felt as if I was scammed by someone, maybe the same women I talked to, when they stated the money was either fake, or something like that.

      Seeing how there’s too much going on, I decided to use whatever money I had in my wallet, and invest in going to a hotel to see how I would assess the circumstances I’m having to deal with right now. I still feel like I’m inside a vehicle, waiting for whoever is driving to arrive at a destination for a hotel I could go into.

      And the environment itself resembled a city where there's elevated train tracks.







      I can't recall what happens next. Either things ended up being pointless to me, since the plot development was basically nonexistent with these sporadic dream shifts, or my recall for the rest faded away when I went back to sleep.
    15. “Mummy Truck” and Wandering From Ocean to Van

      by , 03-28-2014 at 09:28 AM
      Night of March 28, 2014. Friday.



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

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

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

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