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So I am going through a roundabout where I have a vision of a website saying something about beleiving the dream will guide itself how you want it. I try this but lose focus for a nanosecond ruining it. Then I was finding a group working for a villian thinking of saving the victims and backstabing. The dream told me I my dc's soul mate ( a totm thing) and I think mine is the same person. Now I just have to ask

was I right.

I was driving at 130 mph trying to do a jump but then bam into a tree. Later I fell of a thing and got saved by video game characters.


swimming

Failing at playing music even though Im actually really good at that. Then onto a white school bus with a magic door where you play emo games in your mind, hoping nobody finds out about your obsessions.

Well in my dreamIt was exposed ground and then it ,bam snowing out (just because I was here but non-lucid) while I was in my car so as my father drove up the hill I skiid up the car while the car was going up the hill. Clipping through the passenger seat. I assume that I was skiing sort of. Then after the car slid back down the hill which I thought would be scary but wasn't. I ended up at a nearby arcade that was super unstable layout

1. [Non-Lucid] [Felt Aware Somewhat]
I'm in some place, the floor is made of dark old wood planks and seems wobbly.
I'm in my wheelchair and I became stuck because of 3 steps...so I thought screw it and jumped the steps, when I hit the floor my wheels felt like they buckled under the pressure , but they seemed fine as I drove away.

Side Notes:
In this dream I felt like I was actually there as if I had very low awareness, I don't think I had any control.

2. [Non-Lucid]
I think I'm in a game, something like GTA SA or IV, Me and 2 others are in this small compound, we have each picked a car.
Now we have to run away and not get caught, (It is night time, its quite dark) I decided to hide behind these houses I found so I turned my lights off and reversed out of sight.

3. [Non-Lucid]
I'm on a coach, I'm inspecting the seat in front of me (Its facing sideways, Its light gray, I take note that it has no armrests, I thought it would be cool to sit there to see better through the windscreen).

Not sure if its the same dream but, Me, Mum and a few others find a restaurant so we enter, upon entering I notice the carpet (Very faded, ^ shaped patterns colored various colors), We turn left and walk over to a low table and sit down.
We are eating something, I don't know what.

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Possible dream signs:
Mum, Stairs

bedtime 01:30 (late late late! argh)

+ my right foot was stuck in the mouth of a walrus

+ (memorable long one!) my search for my former colleague AG at some company led me through a golf driving range, creepy dark underground claustrophobic pipes/rooms, an Indian restaurant where I was the only customer (I left and returned immediately and the waiter had removed all the tables in the room, "wow he's fast!" I thought), a dangerous equipment testing ground (run by AG's group, his group is playing a prank on me leading me around on a hunt to find them) where they burn the equipment at high temperature (I want to get out of there fast), an encounter with a creepy but buxom and sexy succubus doing her best to tempt me into her lair (it was close but her B/O turned me off as I got close, I took control then and asked what her story was, it turned out she had been badly burned), attempting to escape the island in a car via the only road out past corrupt police in the pay of the company, climbing over glass backyard fences, and finishing at a beautiful sea-side scene where I thought I saw a manatee by the water but it turned out to be a palm trunk, and where I had outsmarted some mid-level drug dealers landing in a boat and battled hand (me) versus knife (him) with their leader, falling through a glass ceiling and crying blood tears (falling down in front of me) in order to protect our eyes.

I asked the succubus (this is my waking term for her, in the dream she was just a creepy/sexy woman trying to lure me to her). I'm thinking "why not?" kind of mesmerised by her very large chest, and as I'm coming in to her I catch a whiff of quite strong body door, which snaps me out of my desire, I take control at that point, and start asking her questions, "so what's with you? Why are you here? Were you hurt? Were you sick?". and as I get closer to her she unwraps her (black, kind of fishnet-stocking-like clothing), and shows me the burns on her head and torso. She slinks off into her inner lair still beckoning to me but I don't follow, I know the results will be bad.

With the drug dealer he unwraps the delivery from my team and only about 4 packs (of drugs presumably) fall out, he says "hey where's the rest, there usually is 20!?", I'm smug I know my team has earned money at this mid-level dealer's expense, the drug kingpins are waiting on the shore (this guy's team is in a boat approaching the shore) for the delivery, he comes out brandishing a knife and we fight.

late morning BTB:
Very awake at about 7:30-08:00. Uncomfortable in all positions. Start daydreaming, hoping to drift off into dreams again, too alert, daydreaming gets too stimulating, I think about getting out of bed for the day, I decide no, "you have to want it like you want to breathe," and I want more chances at lucidity, so I gather my will and clear my mind and relax, and soon I'm asleep again!

+ in a house with some friends, having cocktails before bed, joining a middle-aged woman in a robe heading to the living room, "why not, as long as there are snacks" I say, I'll have a cocktail or two, the snacks might be dim-sum, there's not much left.

+ there was a halloween celebration, some adults, some kids, I think about shooting something into a basket hanging from the ceiling like basketball, I don't as it might break the baskets, I think it would be rude to seduce the daughter of my hosts after they've shown me such hospitality, I just flirt with her lightly.

+ someone sees a picture I'm holding including a high school friend (real one), they tell me he has become a University professor, I ask "in Chemistry?" they say yes, I find that a false memory friend ("Andy Grove", actually is a real guy, the former CEO of Intel) has become a professor in Computer Science, I visit his office and see his nameplate, people are complaining that new office equipment required them to throw out all old, incompatible equipment and replace it with new, compatible equipment, I see someone taking away an armload of the old equipment.

+ sitting next to a man at a restaurant at his table, there are lots of open tables nearby, I'm thinking something about this man, I think I visited his table before.

+ a recliner bed had been broken /burned. I witnessed the burn up close lying on the ground, there was small smoke/fire, I see two thin black horizontal burn marks running the entire front of the bed/couch, we go looking for the maintenance guy, we find him holding garden shears (golden?), he comes and fixes it by putting in a long 2x4, the bed used to recline individually half-and-half but now with the long board in it it will only recline as a whole unit.

Morning of February 18, 2014. Tuesday.



The environment in this dream starts out in an atypical and ambiguous location. It is the southwest corner of the living room on Duffy Street. It is different in that a bed is in the space. Also, there is the area from my sister’s older living room in Wisconsin (Loomis Street), as well as the front hallway and porch of our Barolin Street house. Such composites are very common for me (although as I said, this particular one is atypical) but always seem very unusual and “obvious” in afterthought - as the sleeping mind never picks them up in my experience other than rarely. As such, the compass points are usually rendered nonviable or pointless (pun intended). This time I have included the implied compass points in each (more focused) part of the composite (in the image) to note the diversity.

What I have noticed here is that the Australian parts of the composite are compatible in orientation although the American section is reversed to the others (regarding real life orientation). This is probably not a “rule” but does seem more common than not. Sometimes I think that composites of this nature are not that important - the mind just mashes everything together just to make a jury-rigged “stage” for more important concerns. However, in the past, I have discovered, of course, all other types of composites (including common composite precognition) are very meaningful in the nuances of hybrid aspects. For the most part, I have not quite worked out the higher aspects of locational mashups in some dreams with more atypical superimpositions (as this one) relating to memory, though I have in others. I do believe such things are important in other levels of continuity, just more elusive than most. (For example, my sister has just passed away recently, yet her “living room” is the only composite facet of this dream).

Why is our bed located in the additional living room and near the entertainment center’s shelf (which was on the opposite side of the living area in real life - my computer setup had only been there in reality)? Perhaps because even though we can be “at rest”, we are still “living”. This may be related to the black male ghost who also sleeps in our bed (who does not know he has died) at times. Regarding the Barolin porch, this was a huge porch (and enclosed with beautiful stained-glass “church windows”) compared to our present smaller fully open one. It was so large that you could look into the darkness from one side and not see the other side very clearly at night, and there was a sense of expansion. It was very good for deep meditation of the kind which actually causes sudden body-wide intense “skin pain” when even a very soft noise occurs to disrupt the state (even a leaf hitting the ground outside) - otherwise it is a very positive experience.

The somewhat athletic-appearing male that is staying with us is probably around forty at the most. At first, I do not even know he is a ghost, as he seems very much alive with a real physical body and has no “ghostly powers” of any kind. He is resting in our bed but leaves a bit later to go to work, I believe - but seems somewhat negative about the potential outcome of the day. We talk a few times and he seems friendly but somewhat sad or disappointed with recent events in his “life”. The information that he is a ghost comes later. He had been staying with us for about a week or so with his young daughter (who is alive, by the way). His wife is also alive, but not a direct character in the dream. There is a photograph of her seated on a large sailboat. I am not sure how he died. It seems he may have died while saving his wife and daughter from drowning. The daughter sits at a table with my sister (who I believe is still alive in the dream) and is also looked after by my wife.

This scenario seems ambiguous. If the wife is still alive and knows her husband is gone, why would the living daughter now be with the father’s ghost - and at a stranger’s house at that? Near the later stages of the dream, there is debate about whether we should tell him that he has actually died or wait until later on, relative to his “readiness” in learning of this.

In the most vivid scene, I am on the Barolin porch part of the composite home and the male suddenly appears, in much smaller form (only the top of the head first appearing), appearing from near the doorway of the hallway, rising up from the floor and becoming his normal size once he has finished rising from the floor as he is seemingly walking naturally (while rising) that whole time. (This reminds me somewhat of the scene from an old Casper comic book but greatly enhanced - where a very small timid ghost suddenly grows to giant size to scare someone and then returns to normal later on. The implications are nothing like the dream scene, though, but somehow “triggered” in memory as such. There is also a sort of “reversal” of this from another Casper comic where I believe an ogre gets smaller and smaller with the implication he is going faster in his escape.)

The man’s daughter had seemed happy. I am not sure how she views the situation or if even she knows her father is a ghost. Even though he had risen from the floor while changing size, I still do not think he knows he is a ghost. I believe he is somehow going into a different realm, thinking he is still living his life as before while there. Perhaps the task is to have the daughter back with the living mother and reveal to the male that he may move on (fully) into the spirit realm, whatever/wherever that may be.

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I found this dream very interesting, i was at a big hall, and played some kind of sport with my team and against another team. There was balls on the floor, green and red. I was playing for the green side. There was really many balls on the floor, and the mission was to protect our balls, the green ones to not reaching the basketball hoop. And our mission was of course to take the red balls and throw them in the basketball hoop to get a score. I don't think we won actually.

But after the game, everyone was going to take a shower. There was a blue design, and very modern kind of showers and the rooms. Someone on the other team told me that i should be glad that he isn't that stupid outside of the game. I was going to get my towel, but i had like 10 of them in my bag lol. I was kind of lost in this big hall, and the dream kind of faded here, BUT
it wasn't over yet. I saw a girl in the hall, and the dream changed. It's hard to explain the rest, but i was some kind of "Lost boy" and i saw a family that noticed me. There was 2 girls in the family that talked about me, one of them was pretty cute, and i didn't really care about the other one. And the dream faded and i got another interesting one!

The dreamometer
I was talking about dreams in the dreams with someone, and i saw a meter that began to fill, and we said that we only had this time to dream on, like that's what the memory could handle before the dream fades. When the meter was full, my sister entred the room irl and woke up kind of interesting

18.02.2014

Lavaland RPG: Join my party or get hung! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in some sort of RPG like videogame and have bunch of people in my party. We are in some kind of lavaworld.
A giant white bone as big as a multistory building stood in front of us, pointing at the sky. I think it was a rib.
On top of it were 3 bad guys and the lava beneath it was slowly rising (which appearently had something to with a Slayer song. I don't know..)
Slowly the rib became the only place not covered by lava so we climbed up.
We somehow made it to the top where the 3 bad guys are and I tried to convince them to join my party. One of the guys fell down into the lava at some point. The other 2 didn't want to join my party.

I opened some menuscreens and used them to improve a skillpoint of one of the bad guys or I gave him an item, I'm not sure. Somehow it did make him be a member of my party though.
I checked his inventory which worked like the inventory in Minecraft. He had a lot of useless single blocks in there and I remember he had a nether block, a pickaxe and raw materials to make more pickaxes.

Someone of my party asked what to do about the last bad guy. Someone said "hang him".
A tutorial window popped up to tell me how to hang a character.
The same guy that suggested the hanging said: "Just do some stuff, choose a songfile to play while he gets hung and done."
I close the tutorial windows and another one appears to browse my music files.

18.02.2014

Gary's Old Yoyos (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

On some kind of a busy train station.
Some bearded guy shouts: "What happened on my train?"
A bunch of men shouted in union: "Gary's old yoyos!"
The bearded guy repeats it calmly as if he's not surprised: "Gary's old yoyos...."

Wat?

I was at my home, but instead of a forest behind it there was a cliff falling at least a mile down into a beautiful river valley. At the top of the cliff there was 20 feet or so of rock at a 45 degree angle before it went totally vertical. A friend of mine who's very much into hiking and climbing was climbing around on the horizontal part, so I went over and climbed down a bit to talk to her. Right at the edge of the cliff, where it goes vertical, there was a hand-sized crack in the rock. She climbed down to it, put her hands it in, and let herself fall off the edge. The wind tried to pull her outwards over the valley but, holding onto the crack on the rock, she ended up floating over the precipice like a flag. She wanted me to join her, and I did. So I was there looking down miles into the abyss, with the wind trying to pry my hands out of the crack. It was very strong, and when it shifted, I could feel my hands shifting in the crack, and I would feel vividly anxious, thinking I was about to lose my grip. I said to my friend beside me: "We'll die if we fall, isn't this dangerous?" and her answer was, "of course not, if you're brave enough to try, you're strong enough to hold on." And those words came across to me as such a powerful expression of freedom and vitality, I knew it was true and wasn't worried anymore.

Journal Entry non-lucid #37 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I meditated before going to bed and told myself that I want to remember my dreams. I heard Robert Monroe's intro to focus 10 audio but I fell asleep before finishing it. The influence for the anger part of my dream had to do with church. My friend got me angry and a little kid got me angry by screaming into my ear while I was sitting down. This is not my typical monday dream recall. Since there was a holiday I slept in.

Dream fragment 1, 11:11pm-3:47am."":
Something about bullying.
English 1C teacher was a student in my school. He wrote some sort of book.
This guy warned me that I was getting ripped off by these two guys, one of which is Mark Dice.

I got up and watched some motivational clips again read a bit about LD and ate some food because I am hungry. I made myself cereal this time. I tried listening to Robert Monroe's audio again but shortly went in and out of consciousness. Until i realized I was doing this I wasn't really sleeping.

Dream fragment 2, 4:31am-8:17am." Angry at teacher": I found myself on a motorcycle, inside of an Airport that looked like the one form GTA IV. I stopped at the helicopter landing zone. I sat down in the meditation posture by crossing my legs, and began to meditate for some reason. This guy came into the airport with his futuristic motorcycle. He did a wheelie and the front wheel transformed and disappeared. He jumped off the motorcycle by doing some aerodynamic flip. He landed with one knee on the floor and one hand touching the floor with his fist, it looked cool. The motorcycle didn't fall though, it remained motionless, but it accelerated on same spot. It drove itself off and he called it back with a push of a button.

Still in a meditative posture I tried to concentrate again. This time I saw different people from my school especially the math lab flock to my location. I got up because I didn't like the idea of meditating as a form of show off. I found this store and my Calc III math teacher wrote some stuff down on paper, he told me it was attendance. I briefly looked at it and saw someone's name, which was good enough for me to confirm the truth. My math teacher asked me if I could go deliver the attendance to the office for him. He warned me that I have to deliver it to the door and not give it to the person. I said sure and left to go find the office.

As I walked to the office, which resembled my old high school pathway, I saw a friend from Eng 1A, Aa. I also saw a much more attractive version of her, which I assumed was her sister. I looked at the sister smiled flirtatiously and said hi completely forgetting about Aa. I walked inside the office and I saw them again but this time from a different angle, Aa saw me and she smiled and said hi. I sat next to a table right next to them. I asked them, "didn't I just see you guys right before I walked inside the building?" They looked completely confused, all of them said no. I told them Dejavu. I started talking to the fictional character, Aa's sister, Aa got mad and left. I said bye to her sister and left. I was lost once again. I showed back at the table and I found CA which is a girl that was ignored in the dream and is ignored in waking life. I asked her about the attendance office. She said she could take me. As we walked along this pathway it started to rain on us. I realized I am going to be late to class so I said bye to her and departed from her. Even though I ran in a hurry I was aware of my surroundings. I saw this wooden light house stair case, pretty old wood, eaten by years of hard rain. It smelled like old wood that has grown fungus on it. I don't remember if I made it to the attendance office but next thing I knew it I was inside my classroom.

I entered the class room while teacher was teaching. I squinted to see who the teacher was, it was my Calc III teacher again. I thought that's weird this was not the class room I thought I would be in. I didn't follow through with my reasoning because I was too caught up with the plot and if it was not a dream I don't want to be standing around looking at my hands. The classroom was indeed a strange one it was a blend of my high school arts and crafts class and something else. I found a seat to sit in, which was also the only seat. This kid said I don't usually sit here. I said yeah that is true, I laughed at first. I picked up my stuff and came to realize that was the only seat. I told him I am going to sit there. He had his back pack on it and didn't want to give it up. I got mad and picked up his backpack and threw it. I tried to reasonably explain to him that I am going to sit there. My teacher got mad and yelled, "SHUT UP". I got angry, but not without reason and I said, "YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP, I was only late because I was delivering your stupid attendance". He told me he doesn't care and told me to leave his class room.

Dream fragment 3, 4:31am-8:17am." Angry again, at student": I only say that this is a new dream fragment because I forgot the whole dispute with my teacher.Well the dream started with me inside of my Calc III class. I had my original seat or so I believed I did. My teacher was teaching and I was taking notes. I wasn't aware of what I actually wrote though. This guy sat in front of me and tried to annoy me. He kept turning around and touching my stuff. I told him to stop touching my stuff. I thought about George Carlin's joke about stuff for a split second, but it only amused me for that very second. I told him to stop touching my stuff and for him to mind his own business. He wasn't listening so I forced him to turn around by grabbing him by the neck and turning him. He thought it was funny. I got angry and put my hands in a knuckle with my middle finger slightly sticking up while still bent though. I forced it into the back of his spine rubbing his spinal cord with my knuckle and he fell to the floor begging me to stop. I stopped but the teacher was finished with his lesson and I missed some of it. My teacher left pretty quickly. While outside people asked me why I did that, some asked me how I did, where is the weak spot locate. I didn't care to respond to much of them. I went back to my teacher's office, which looked nothing like his office. It looked more like a normal accounting office not a math teacher office. Well he was eating lunch, and I didn't want to disturb him so I was heading out. He signaled me to come and I did. This women brought me a seat and sat right in between us. She was saying, "hmm" after I said something. I thought that is weird. I told the teacher that I didn't mean to hurt the guy but he was distracting me from school work. I pleaded my case by bringing up the fact that I normally take notes when teacher is talking. He smiled then laughed and said don't worry about it.

Dream fragment 4, 4:31am-8:17am." Weird Costume": I was in a store. I imagined what it would be like to have super powers. I saw this dragon and it had the whole galaxy on it. I saw stars and universes inside of it. I saw some sort of bird wrap it's wing around it. I had some weird costume on. It was blue and pink and a little purple. I don't remember the super powers I had. Oh yeah I also met spider man.

2.17.14 Monday

Worked 6-10am. Got home, tried a nap around 1pm, but fell asleep, almost. Tried another one at 3:15pm - 4:50pm

DR:
I'm working in this office. There is not much work to do, so I goof off. One time, I float into bosses office with my luch on a plate. He is not happy. Another time, I do something similar.

Then I'm WILDing. Dont remember the first 2, but after each, I tell someone, who is right there. Third one, I'm just standing there with others, talking. I feel like I have another WILD in me, from the way my head feels full. So I just close my eyes and concentrate. Sudennly I see others through closed eyes. I'm moving backwards while standing up, as if someone held me under my arms and was dragging me backwards. I rush back to them and tell them again.

Another person in the office is telling me just to give up, because he is going to be office manager anyway. He got into that office just days sooner than I am, so I'm pissed, that I won't have a chance. I tell him, if he wan't to give up managaerial post without fight, he is welcomed to it. But I'm gonna fight for it.

Some ladies just came for second shift, and they ar happy to see that I have been hired.

There's a kid who's gone down to the docks and started talking to a homeless woman there. He's already seen the events that are about to happen, and he wants be sure he's near her at a certain moment. She's fishing with a stick with a string tied to the end of it. She says to the kid she's "not fishing, just putting out bait."

There's a private party, all women, that's rented out the restaurant at an inn. There's some drama going on and the cook got stressed out and overwhelmed, he took a break in the garden out back and someone else, the former cook, is filling in. He's not human; he's something large, bulbous, vaguely frog-like. At the moment, the human girl acting as a waitress is standing in front of him saying "Um... um... um..." and he suggests what she's trying to say - that the other cook's just about recovered, so it's okay for him to go now - and when she nods gratefully, he takes off his apron and lumbers off. The boss, an elfish creature, walks over to him. In the boss's POV now, I say to him, "You knew staying here would change the way she sees things." That is, the illusions that make the humans see us as human were bound to eventually stop working on her. "Why didn't you say something to her before now?" He sort of grunts.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a little girl who's seen a glimpse of a woman in her house that no one else saw. As a disembodied observer, I'm thinking she reminds me of the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home, although this one's not particularly old, and she may or may not have a face. I like her. Now the girl's in the bed that she shares with her sister, both of them under the covers, except for her hand. She feels a touch on her hand, snatches it away under the covers, and asks her sister if that was her. The answer is no. The girl peeks out from under the covers and sees that there's no one there. But the moment she puts her head out from under the covers to look around, the rest of the covers are ripped off the bed, and the woman, who was standing by the head of the bed out of sight, says "Finally."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A man's holding a vial of some kind of virus. He's meant to add a second vial holding some blue liquid to it for some plan that's about to be carried out, but there's something wrong - this isn't the fake that had been prepared, it's the real virus. What happened to the fake? The scene changes briefly to show it back at the lab, where the real virus should be. I switch to the POV of that man with the vial and decide we're going to have to go ahead with the plan, it just means that what we're about to do is less of a bluff than I'd like. I add the blue substance to the vial. Something red like blood forms on the top as the two substances mix.

In a scene I think of as "Five days in," a man is meeting up with someone named Hugh. Hugh's sitting on a dock with blood around his mouth, one arm slung casually over his dog, greets him with "Hey man," and generally is completely relaxed and sees nothing wrong. The man meeting him is bothered by seeing 'immortals so much older than me' losing control.

A fragment involving a city made out of pieces of every road built in the past century.

Went on a fishing trip with my dad. He was on the shoreline and I was out in a canoe. I looked in the water and there were giant fish like muskies, salmon and humongous goldfish. But the water was pretty shallow oddly enough. As I got closer to them my dad would shout out that I was scaring them away but really it was his shouting that frightened them. Then I was standing and a fisher( the animal) started coming towards me. It was trying to bite me and I kicked it in the face. The water was gone at this point and my dad rushed over and let the fisher bite him. It was like slow motion as it sunk its fangs into him arm. He said that it was the only way it would go away. We got into a van and I was freaking out cause it gave my dad rabies. He said he needed to get a tetanus shot because it had the most chemicals to counteract the rabies.

Having a cold - I decided against any activities, except bit mantraing on dream-signs, when going to bed.
But I will do my peppermint WBTB, when I'm able to normally breathe again!

So anyway - I could write a lot around this - has to be a draft now, I am tired.

But the basic thing was - without concentrating on lucidity, let alone the TOTM of skiing up a mountain - I did part of it again - obliviously. The first time I had been non-lucidly operating on myself.
Now - both topics are pretty unusual - I guess there is a connection.

I was back in my dream-sign area of choice - it was winter, and I was out on my own with not regular skis, but ones for ski-walking, or however that is called in English.
This on the background, though - that I wanted to impress somebody by my unusually sporty behaviour.

Normal all - then comes a vertical rock wall covered in snow - and first I think, this is not possible.
It's maybe 8 m high, supposedly something natural - it went right down almost vertically again on the other side, but there it was more like only a very difficult piste - not true 90°.

I went back at least twice, too - after my first adventure - I went into a cosy Bavarian pub and met friends and this guy, and was bragging, that I made it up that wall.

I had taken a run at it, and sort of hacked them in in v-steps, and probably flew a bit on the side.
I took this guy back with me there, he was really fast - and for some reason, I was there later with my mother, and it was dark and cold and dangerous - there were supposedly wolves around at night.
I even saw two - but very far away - and I wasn't afraid for some reason.

What is even freakier - in a following dream - this wall appeared again, but in spring, and it solved itself from the ground, and in the end it was from stone and came "from the heavens".
Had a lot of holes - like almost a web only - and a hermit!!
A friendly old man - maybe 8 m up in the air, in a white bedsheet..

And something else to the side of it - also reaching far up and up - but forgot, what it was, and most that dream anyway.