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Well, well, well, I figured out my old password! I thought I might never get back in, not knowing how to access the old email account I used when I signed up here.

Turns out, you aren't supposed to make alt accounts for any reason, so I guess I'll be banned for a while (I turned myself in to the authorities). But I feel like I've gone back in time now. My old dream journal and everything!

Trying to get back into the groove of dreaming. A few interesting patterns I have seen lately:

(1) Secret rooms and passages at my Grandfather's old house...maybe related to the fact that when I was little and spent time there, I was fascinated by secret passages and would try to find them. But why dream about them specifically in recent years?

(2) The character Servalan, from the British sci-fi show Blakes 7, still seems to show up from time to time. I watched that show a couple of years ago - she seems quite persistent. But I also watched the show in my old apartment and while I was still in school, and there may be some memory associations there.

(3) There seems to be something related to an underwater place, or people that live underwater. Rather intriguing.

After a busy month, I am finally back to working with lucid dreaming. I am now trying to get back in the habit of dream journalling.

Marriage by Mail

I am writing back and forth to a girl I knew in high school. Actually, when I was in high school she was in 4th grade. Nontheless, she is an adult now, and I ask her to marry me. This is odd, because I don't see this girl very often. We don't even write too often in this dream, and I haven't seen her in years.

I get a letter from her family (it's almost like an arranged marriage) which has Japanese symbols all over it. The girl is Japanese, which is probably why. I get to thinking how I don't really want to get married. Still, it is kind of nice to think about planning the marriage, and I decide to play along for a while. But, I am going to tell them at some point that I won't go through with the marriage.

I forgot about this one...

Setting things on Fire

I am at my job. I have a cardboard box full of paper, and I think it would be fun to burn one of the papers. I light it, then decide to drop it in the box. The other papers catch, and I encourage the flames. Then I realize that (1) I'm at work and (2) I'm surrounded by burnable materials. My boss comes along, and is yelling about something. I say "I'm coming! I'll be right there!", and pour a bottle of pop on the flames trying to put them out. Then I put a pillow on it trying to stifle the fire. This, fortunately, seems to work.

I'm on a boat, and there are really huge catfish swimming in the water next to us.

And...

Part of the "Monk's Twin" dream: we are watching the news story about the corrupt senator, and he is being followed by the cameras. He walks into an open manhole.

I was up too late last night, and have poor dream recall again. Some fragments:

Monk's Twin

Our senator is in the news. He is in trouble for something, and has been removed from office. Our senator looks exactly like Monk (the detective). He dresses like him too. We nickname him "Monk's Evil Twin"...

...Now I'm at a fair. It's one of those dreams where I always have to go get something. I seem to keep running back and forth between places.

Not really awake (false awakening)

Well, that's about all there was to this dream but this was a pathetic night for recall so I'll add it anyway. I wake up and look at the clock by my bed. In real life, I have a flashlight by my bed to look at the time in the early morning, so I switch this on. It doesn't work. Finally I see the time. It's 8 something. Then I wake up for real, and do the same thing in real life (except I do a RC too).

Another experiment with valerian, B-6, and melatonin. Did not seem to work overly well this time.

Hired Back

I am going to be hired back to my former job. This time, however, the job seems to involve working underwater. This does not seem unusual to me, but the office is now in a town that is about an hour away from the old office. This is actually not bad, because it may be a shorter commute for me...

...A lot of things having to do with water. Now my cousin's relatives are coming to our family reunion. That seems odd to me.

Band in the Desert

There is a big tent in the desert. There is a band playing in the tent. There are also camels, but most people are driving cars.

Marker Quest

I am at my grandparents' house. I am with my brother. We are walking in front of my grandparent's car. Their car doesn't have very good brakes, and I try to convince my brother to walk faster (we are going down hill). We reach the bottom of the hill and I am doing a marker quest (as in Uru). The markers lead out into the main road that this road intersects. I try to dash out quickly to pick up the markers, but as in dreams it is difficult to dash quickly. I eventually get to the other side.

I pick up one marker that says to examine the original scene more carefully. By this I know it means Eder Gira. I look around where I am a while longer, and find another marker under my kitchen table (it is by the road for some reason).

I'm a little pressed for time today, so I will just make some quick notes and hopefully edit with more details later.

Sideswiped

Driving around a construction zone. An area where there's only one lane, no flagger. I enter and a RV enters at the same time. The RV scrapes against my new truck and keeps on going. I get out and try to find the guy. I think about suing the Department of Transportation.

Around Town

With my Grandfather at a country music concert. He stays only for 3 songs, then leaves. He is annoyed because it is at a university that is in the middle of a town (it didn't make sense to me in my dream, either). I argue a little bit about the immorality of having a university in the middle of a town, but he leaves anyway.

My Grandmother shows up in her car, so I don't have to walk home. We stop at intersection, girl has broken down.

A brass band is playing, and a new building is being built. I lobby to save the old building from destruction. They aren't going to destroy it anyway.

There are some pirates in a torture chamber held captive by a rival pirate captain. The rival captain is trying to force them to accept him as their new leader. There are lots of people watching from stands. It is like a stadium of some kind. Now it isn't a torture chamber anymore, but a dance floor. We are watching a documentary about how the Japanese are saving energy by a new form of dancing. One person from each couple sits in a chair and only one person stands up and dances. They still hold hands, though.

Big House

I visit somebody's house. It looks small from the outside, but it huge on the inside. One room looks like a cafe` of some kind. Or a hotel lobby. I go in and order food. The people with me are impatient because I'm taking too long. Someone is overcharged. I order a jalepeno and pickle sandwich. And french fries (I seem to be having recurring dreams about french fries).

There is a lot more to this dream, but I was exhausted last night and have poor dream recall this morning

I am working for the Army Corps of Engineers, who I used to work for. We are driving a white government truck, with a magnetic sign on the side that has somebody's name on it. Some of my co-workers go inside and I am left outside with the truck. I am messing around with somebody else (maybe a co-worker, but I don't remember). I take off the magnetic sign. I pretend to be someone who is looking for the Army Corps truck, but is stupid. I hold the magnetic sign to my forehead and say "gee, I wonder who owns this truck". For some reason i think this is very funny.

I hold the magnetic sign down in the bed of the truck. The metal of the truck bed pulls at the sign, and I let go. It goes flying across the bed towards the other guy who is with me. Smacking against the side, part of the sign breaks off.

I seem to forget about it for a time, but then I realize that my co-workers will be coming outside before too long. What is more, there is a funeral going on. This in itself wouldn't be too bad, but the sign has now changed from saying "U.S. Army Corps of Engineers" to displaying the dead person's name. It is some kind of a memorial, and I broke it by messing around!

"That's OK," I think. "The sign isn't too badly damaged, I can just pop the letters back in" (Here the sign seems to have taken on a different form than in real life. In actuality it was just a magnetic strip, like any magnetic truck sign). "Even if I don't get it fixed in time, I'll just explain that it wasn't really my fault". I know it was my fault, since I was messing around and shouldn't have been.

I look around in the bed of the truck for the letters "F" and "O". The more I look, the harder it becomes. Originally, the truck bed was empty. Now it is becoming filled with junk. Not only that, but the missing pieces of the sign are becoming more numerous and complex. Now I am looking for gears, screws and wheels, along with the letters. I dig through a toolbox filled with similar parts, knowing most of them do not go with the sign. It's hopeless now, but I go on looking...