Yar

I dreamed that I was entering a museum to meet up with some family members who had arrived before me.

As I entered, I saw another person talking to a staff member over the reception desk, however I walk past the reception and confidently stride past the reception down the hallway to the museum forgetting, that I had to get a ticket. Perhaps it was due to my quick confident stride but the reception lady didn't stop me.

I know that I was at the museum a week earlier and I quickly pass through the exhibits briefly looking at one of them. One exhibit catches my eye, its what looks like to be artisticly created large protein molecules in 3d, beautifully coloured. I spend a minute to admire all the unique structures.

finally, I catch up to my Dad who's reclining on a antique bed while reading his Kindle. On the other side of the room is a tourist information desk with a middle aged lady with neck length blonde hair, quite heavy set and strong looking. I sit down on a chair near her and chat to Dad about relationship stuff.

"What do you think of 'this' and 'that' girl?" He throws out a couple names. "Dad, I'm happy being single, seriously, I'm at a point in life where I need to focus on other things". We debated back and forth a bit.

At a gap in our conversation, the lady in the desk behind me speaks up. "Do you have your ticket on you?" My mind immediately races a hundred miles a hour as I realise I didn't get one. Feeling to scared, afraid and ashamed to say the truth I lie convincingly and declare, "Yeah" and wave her question off. "Oh, of course" she nods her head.

Then, my Mother and Sister Han turn up. I look up at Hannah from where I sit and admire her strong white teeth. Her teeth are doing well all things considered, despite the small amounts of decay I notice between her two front teeth.

I get tired of the family dialogue dramas of which I don't remember the minor details and decide to leave the museum.

I walk up a near hall way and seem to wander into a construction zone. "No, don't go there, its a construction zone!" the staff lady who asked me about the ticket earlier was right behind me. "Ah, ok" I turn back and head up a different passageway. "Not there either, there's electrical hazards up that passageway" she says irritated now. "Oh, Right, sorry 'bout that". I look about with bleary confused dream eyes and see another passageway with I'm sure is the exit!

This passageway takes me underneath a roll down garage door and suddenly, I realise that I'm in the loading zone for the library as theirs a truck ahead of me. "Confused and alarmed I turn around to see the garage roll down door closing. "STOoooop closing the dooor I'm in here!" I scream out as I dive at the closing door only to have it close off on me. A second later, it re-opens and the lady appears, not too happy to see me.

I'm very apologetic now and apologise to her while walking past. She growls and says, "Not happening on my watch, I don't want that failure on the books" ( Not sure what she meant ) and proceeded to trap me between the garage roll down door and a plastic drape which helped seal the door. I struggle valiantly thinking, "No, I can't let her kill me like this". However, my dream body loses the struggle due to lack of 'air' and I lose consciousness in the dream and wake up.

I dream that I'm in my car looking for a place to park and sleep in this town. Up and down the streets I go until I find someplace and pull over.

The car is a toyota landcruiser troop carrier. I first sleep crossways and then lengthwise. Seemed very comfortable!

I dream that some of my family and I are living in a different civilisation. Its mostly archaic and for some reason, reminds me of egypt.
Well, I've been assigned to produce 'resources'. I have no idea of what to do but only seem to know the absolute basics. So, I'm now in the resource producing area of the city where I have a large container underneath me.

The first resource I make is, 'honey'. Well, I'm not quite making it but rather it's been brought in to me in a raw format ( lots of wax, bee eggs, larvae and bee parts ) and my job is to somehow separate and clean the honey, which I do somehow.
I remember lifting up chunks of honeycomb and letting the honey drip out while, ah, catching the bee parts. haha

The next resource production was even funnier. I am making mass amounts of green smoothie by putting veggie greens in my mouth, chewing it up and spitting it down into the container which has a hole in bottom where it all drains out.

Feeling a little unsure if I'm doing it right, I fly up to a higher level of the city where a resource meeting is going on with the queen and other members. I learn that if not done right, resource producers get executed! Worried, I fly and jump down to a lower level of the city ( its shaped like a ziggurat pyrmaid ). My brother in law J is there on the floor of his balcony typing on his laptop. "Please! Tell me how to do this resource producing!! Am I doing it right?". After hearing what I had been doing he says that no, you have to have a 60 percent dilution in the 'green smoothie' and 'honey'.

Oh dear, I thought. I hope I don't get executed!

Next are two dream fragments from the same dream.

My brother H is showing me a cave where he has hid is fancy mountain bike from all the other members of this civilisation. We admire the sleek frame, the spiky tyres etc. I give the peddles a twirl and remark on the chain and gears being a bit rusty. "yeah" he says, "Its been here a while now".

The same brother and I are in a field of grain. I am flying over his head and he is running underneath me. He keeps leaping up towards me and I playfully stay out of reach. "I"m flying over to that row of trees near the fence. Bet you can't get me all the way to there!" So I fly and he runs and jumps. Seems like the more I fly the lower I get! Not sure if I made it or not.

I'm a adventurous person. Different cultures and civilisations always interest me. This was a fun dream and I hope to have more like it.

This is that type of dream that you struggle to explain. Its based on how I feel like I should be having more dreams and remembering more detail.

I recall the dream lasted for a while but its hard to describe. So, both dreams and dream content were represented as a series of hollow circles in a row, a path of progression. The circles filled up and advanced or emptied and retreated depending on what I did/said or thought during the day. Their wasn't a immediate effect but rather a slow gradual adjustment to my day to day life.

I'm at a campground sleeping in a room full of bunk beds with a couple other campers, well two others to be precise. There is a pretty girl on the top bunk along from where I'm sleeping on the top bunk. She looks nice and I make some advances...not sure where it went, forgot.

Next thing is I'm talking with the guy below me and to the right. He is threatening me ( perhaps he was the girls boyfriend? ). soon, we have gone from talk to fight and I drop down from the top bunk to the floor to fight him. He pulls out a knife * a long kitchen knife ) and I spend a while fending of his swipes. I use my martial art skills to duck, block and re-direct his energy. It was a epic battle, the details are lost now....

The fight ends up with me having multiple shallow cuts and the other guy dead with stab wounds to the abdomen and a slit throat.

I dream that I've recently acquired a large, taller than my body, hunting long bow. Its a powerful looking bow with a full quiver of practice arrows next to it. The bow has a leather strap attached to the string to help pull it back and a number of other fancy attachments and gadgets to make it more effective.

I pick up the bow and go outside ( not sure where, seemed like a country backyard with lots of grass and random trees here and there. I aim the arrow at a large tree 100 metres away and let go. It shoots forward and hits the tree about 15 metres up the tree!

"won't be getting that one down" I think to myself. "Might be able to throw a pull line over it and pull it down"....anyway the next minute I somehow jump up there and snap the arrow off while trying to jerk it free.

I shoot a few more about and then my brother turns up. So I start showing him the bow, its functions and how cool it is. Turns out he also has one!
While watching him exercise his mastery over archery, my skills seem to be getting worse and worse. I start fumbling with the bow and seem to be getting forgetful about how to use it until he has to show me.

We then go to our underground bunker and follow the stairs down. Its raining....

This dream reflects a small interest I have in archery and shows how easy it is to let others confidence and skill outway your own. It's important to be confidant in your skill and not let others affect you in a negative way