The Cusp

Fragments: Hack 'n' Slash
I'm in a video game, hacking up the boss monsters. First is the mini boss, then the main boss, and finally a third super boss. This super boss is invisible, but that doesn't stop me from hacking it to bits.

Today's dreams had a really poor narative, but I have some I didn't enter into my DJ from last Saturday November 13th.

Spontaneous Memories?
Clarity: 4/10
Importance:6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I suddenly recognize the dream I'm currently having as a recurring dream from my childhood. I already know the story, the players, and what's going to happen next.

There is a small army of goblins raiding a house. They are all out side with a ballista breaking in. The goblins are so focused on getting in, they don't see us sneak up behind them. It looks like they have all the entrances covered, when I notice a sliding patio door with some people inside. We enter through that door, grab some bricks as weapons, and run down the hall.

The goblins are again so focused on attaining their goal ahead of them, they don't notice us come from behind and bash their heads in with the bricks. Their leader walks into the room, and we take him by surprise, grabbing him and the treasure he came for, a red glowy thing in his hand.

We grab his magical treasure and run, but when we come to the door I stop. The people with me tell me we wasted an opportunity to get away, but since I know how this dream goes, I know there is a large invasion force about to descend on the house.

Did I recall a recurring childhood dream? Or did I just spontaneously make it all up in the dream? On the one hand, I have no recollection of that scenario from before. But on the other, I kind of trust my dream self to make those kinds of judgements. No way to know for sure...

North Pole
Clarity: 6/10
Importance:5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown
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I'm in the north pole with some friends. We're staying with Eskimos in a cave. In the ground of the cave are ice fishing holes, and peering through one I see a killer whale and a blue whale swim underneath us. The eskimos show my friends how to fish using a stick and a leather plate, and they pull up some fish fairly quickly.

I want to show the eskimos how we do it with hooks, so I ask Dennis for one. He pulls out a bag of temple hash while looking for the hooks. One of the eskimos gabs a piece, sniffs it, then breaks off a chunk. Dennis finally finds me a hook, and I start fishing. I catch a fish, but it was nowhere near as quick as the eskimo method.

Then the eskimos show me their hook fishing method outside. They have several holes in the ice, and when a fish strikes, it springs a trap that sets a kite aloft in the sky, pulling the fish out of the water. It's pretty damn cool.

I wake up, fall back asleep, and am heading back to the north pole. I stop by Pete's house first and we grab some beer. It's a little cumbersome for our long trip. When we arrive at our destination, it's a cabin bar where Tyson's band is playing. Crystal is singing for them. I ask about a movie they made, then tell them it was really bad, but bad in a good way.