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Long lucid in which I am traveling by bike. At first I try to keep track of the bike when ever the dream shifts to make the story seem continues. Look around, where did I park the bike, create suggestion such as over by the tree of course, oh there it is. This became taxing so I changed the story. Now it is a magic bike that can transform into my glasses. Now if the bike is missing, obviously I just have to toss my glasses down and there it is.
I randomly find my way blocked in many dreams and go through peoples houses or yards to keep going. Screw dead end streets. I am aware that sometimes I seem to shift to an astral venue without my knowledge and basically end up trespassing. Mid dream I realize this and tell myself I need to stop going inside random houses. I run into some people who invite me to watch a movie and I agree. A few of us are in a darkened room with couches and I can not see anything where the others seem to be watching. Someone is caressing my back. I am curious who, but decide it is not important and it feels nice. After awhile the person slides up close to me and appears as a attractive female. A male in the group tells me to watch out as she is notoriously difficult to deal with. She aggressively attempts seduction. Of course engaging in sex is a great way to end your dream (why is that). I also am leery that if these are astral entities and not DCs I did receive a warning and maybe should listen. I decide not to fight her off but instead cover my clothed genitals with my hand and allow her to rub against my hand. The tactile part of this becomes very graphic. Turns out she is hard to deal with and begins insulting me for not complying and is generally mean while still basically assaulting me. There are other scenes but those are the interesting bits.

Dream From Dec 17 '14:
it is day.
the location is Belmore Street, where the old Salvos premises are.
what i know is that ive been in the main hall for counselling, which has finished for the day.
and now im out the front.
apparently ive had counselling because i have abused my wife, and now my 14 year old daughter.
whether the counselling is because of bail conditions or whether my wife and i have chosen it ourselves as our own decision without external advise from anyone, i don't know.
well, i seem to know that counselling is the thing to do.
initially, while out the front of the Salvos, i think to myself that the counselling makes sense.
then it dawns on me.
er, i don't have an actual daughter.
and slap my forehead.
when was it, that i could have possibly "abused" my wife, and daughter?
the particular abuse isn't known, so i don't know what the abuse could be and i have no recollection.
so, i guess i haven't abused my wife, and daughter.
and now i want to talk to my wife.
there is a white 4wd ute out the front of Salvos, parked at 45 degree angle going left.
there is a y pattern metal case in the back of it.
the 4wd may belong to Christopher S.
so, i cross the road and see another 4wd ute, similar to the first one.
this one could belong to Rodney S.
then i go back to the church.
out the front of the accompanying house, to the left of that first ute, is a four door sedan.
in the back seat, is my wife, who i can see through the rear window.
i want to talk to her about the abuse.
although i don't see her get out of the sedan, she does walk with me, along Belmore Street, going south to Gipps Street.
i have convinced her that i have no recollection of any abuse towards her, and our daughter.
so, i ask Amanda W, Amy S, or another Salvos woman who i know, to be a witness to the chat of my wife and i.
the woman does join us, but is a few steps from us.
my wife and i go left, into Gipps Street, to a few metres along Gipps Street, and then left again.
we both, or i do, stop at a red lid wheelie bin.
my wife, who is facially quite attractive, is wearing a pair of black trousers, and a black tank top.
i see her side on, right side.
as for who my wife is, i don't know her.
is she from Coledale?
having repeatedly told her that i have no recollection of any abuse and that hence, she has joined me for a chat, i ask her "what happened to our marriage/relationship?"
she believes me or knows im right.
her answer to me is "our marriage at the start, was great before our daughter arrived, and then our relationship changed slightly".
well, the slight change is news to me.
plus, the number of years we have been married isn't known to me.
however, my wife and the witness, agree that i have been truthful.
dream ends.

any comments or questions ?

Dream From Nov 15 '14:
am in a room at end of a rectangular table, with other people.
that big bloke from Mayfield Eagle Boys gives us instructions about some forms to fill in for photo id tags.
he is wearing a polo shirt.
we have to get two forms from a cupboard (be it from on top) and one from the reception desk.
with our id, we fill in the forms, and then give them to the woman or whoever at the reception desk to do the rest.
one guy goes before me.
the reception is a corner design.
the cupboard is between reception and the table
so, i go to the cupboard and get the first form.
the cupboard has six small doors, and a gap in the middle **
the cupboard is a made of wood, and looks like my wooden book shelf backing.
i look in the gap for a second form, having gotten first one from on top.
ok, where is the second form?
is it on top and i missed it?
then apparently i find the second form.
then i go to the reception desk, which is to my left from cupboard.
and then i grab a third form.
reception desk has a raised section at front of it, for us to lean on.
the desk itself is a bit lower.
i see it side on with desk in front of me and front of desk to my left, goin away from me.
i see the woman, her left side.
i see the first guy ahead of me facing her with his form.
he is dark skinned and i see the right side of him.
i have all my forms and my licence.
i have filled in my forms, or maybe i want her to check them.
i don't staple the pages together.
and, i don't get to her, before the dream ends.

any comments or questions ?


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17th June 2021

Mostly going from end to start.

Dream (DFLN):

I'm in a city, I'm walking outside with MoonageDaydream, HumbleDreamer and another woman that I don't recognise or recall anymore.

The dream ends when we are walking down a hill on a paved bit. It's cobbles and it mostly follows the hill but becomes stairs at some points where there's too much incline. Just before, I'm thinking out loud about how it reminds me of my native country, thinking that it looks to have more buildings however. I am beside the unknown woman, possibly slightly from behind and touching her shoulders, "It's funny, I don't remember getting here" and then I look at my right hand and begin counting the fingers from the back. The count seems normal at a glance but I feel self-conscious trying this RC in public. I think about M/M themes in this city but nothing manifests or changes.

It's about near sunset and there's a sea visible from this hill. I start thinking about an airport and the name of the town, feeling dumb for not remembering and then I wake up.

Just before this part, the four of us were crossing a road. It's a busy place and there are loads of people (or so it feels). We're somewhere in the USA supposedly and people are generally amused by my presence, seeming to think I'm British despite having no such accent. We have just come out of a store and as we cross this road with crossing island, I think about how there's Covid but nobody is wearing any face coverings. I also think to myself about how I've had my first jab, on my right art. (In reality I haven't yet)

HumbleDreamer seems moody or perhaps overly serious for most of the walking around, but he doesn't really act that way. I am afraid that I have done something to upset him. At one point he says he got here from France and there's a segment where he's making a video for YouTube in a mostly white room, I forget what about.

Back to the store, it's like an airport shop come to think of it. It's very generic and enclosed, at the end of a corridor. People interact with me and the group and this is the main reason I end up thinking about Covid. The person behind the till, a white middle-aged American woman, with short hair, kisses my hand or something and another woman offers a bite of a pizza slice to the group but we decline politely. Just before we get to the till, I'm talking to the unknown woman about snacks and such and how they're much cheaper here, because we saw a vending machine in the corridor leading to the shop. It's dark in the corridor except for some strong hue lights, reds and greens mostly. The drinks are like little cartons of apple juice and so on and cost about thirty cents, making me think I could buy about three or four versus the cost that I'm used to. The snacks are mostly potato stuff.

We talk about how there's not a lot of importing around here, for some reason.

Before the corridor and some dark halls, we are in a church yard of some kind. It's all mostly paved, gritty or gravel. There's a dry fountain in the middle, made of stone? It's MoonageDaydream's school workplace apparently. We came all the way here from wherever we came from to give her a donation, but I'd forgotten my hundred and twenty five dollars that I was to give her. I fear the group is disappointed with me but suspect MoonageDaydream is fine with it. I decide to give it to her as soon as I can.

The church/school building itself is very grey and looks a bit like Gaudi's style, very bulbous and round shapes and some mini spires. I remark on this and comment on how it must be Spanish in origin, therefore. The outside of the building has a render made up with large smooth stones that can fit in a hand's palm. I talk about the building style with the group but I don't recall their comments.

There was more recall but I felt too tired writing my initial notes.

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Notes:

- When I woke up, I thought about how some of my conclusions during the dream were a bit hasty and I thought about how I could have become lucid at the end.
-- In a way, it's unusual that I thought about how I got there, I just found myself trying to think of the trip there and the airport and finding I couldn't remember, partly attributing it to tiredness from the trip.

- Unlike the other dream where I'd only heard MoonageDaydream, in this dream I could see her and HumbleDreamer clearly. Their details as characters seemed accurate to how I remember their profile pictures here.

This dream begins at college. It's somewhat like the college I went to for a brief time. I am studying computer science (which is what I did in real life). It's the first day and people are getting orientated. There is some confusion amongst the staff with my application. Apparently I had been there before and was re-entering at a level above. The confusion is eventually sorted out. I see a girl there that I kind of like.

I later find myself in the computer lab next to the girl. She's one of the very few girls in class. I slowly become more and more impressed with her. We are all supposed to use some really obscure form of Linux and she seems to know her way around it better than anyone in class. She's entering some stuff in the terminal that I don't fully understand and finishes the assignment pretty quickly. I partly learned what to do by watching her, so I finish not too long after. It was not very complicated, it's just that the teacher was terrible and not making it clear what commands we were meant to enter. Just knowing them made it easier.

Anyway, I leave class thinking this girl is pretty amazing. She was really cute too. She didn't look like the typical nerdy computer science girl, nor did she look "hot"; just a short normal looking blonde girl.

We fast forward some time later (maybe a week). There is a college party going on, but it's not your typical party. It takes place at a huge lake with a marina. Everybody is swimming in the lake and having fun. There are a couple boats out in the lake, but not many. A super long dock spans across the entire lake. It's not straight; it has many turns in it. It's very narrow; only wide enough for one person to walk unless you squeeze by. Everybody is walking up and down it, trying to find the best place to dive in. It bobs up and down because it's supported by floats. Some people are just sitting on it and chilling.

Now the strange thing about this situation is there is some type of project going on in the water. It's like people are having to re-direct the water somewhere because of a problem. I don't fully understand what it is, but a lot of people are putting things in the water to fix it. It's a fun problem though, nothing serious. There is a very tall diving board attached to the floating dock. It sways back and forth. I see the girl climb up onto it and jump off. It was very high up and not something I would ever do cause I'm afraid of heights and deep waters. I was impressed. She acted like it was nothing; didn't hesitate at all. Like it was just a fun thing to do. This further raised my appreciation towards her.

Before jumping, she took off her shoes and left them on the dock. After diving, she started swimming away to the far end of the dock and disappeared in the other people over there (it was very far away). Me and my friend were talking there and decided to start walking to the end. I decided to pick up her shoes and bring them along just incase she forgot them. We slowly made our way to the end of the dock. Squeezing past people and trying to maintain our balance because it was swaying so much. Along the way, for some reason I decide to put her shoes on (I wouldn't do that IRL). When we make it near the end, I take the shoes off and leave them because I see her there. She's working with some others to divert the water with some boards or something. Even though I put her shoes down right there and tell her something, she's super focused on what she's doing and doesn't notice. So we ignore it and walk off the dock onto the mainland.

Some time goes by as I'm talking to the others on the shore. I get tired of talking and start wandering around the shore. I get to an outcropping (like a small peninsula). There is a big hill of grass that goes down to the water and the edges are lined with that corrugated rusted steel to keep the dirt from falling into the water. As I walk closer to the edge, I notice there is something odd about it. One part of it looks like it has some buoys attached. There's also some metal patches under parts of the grass. There are two goth people working down there. I approach them and ask what they're doing. They say, "we're trying to get this unstuck." I don't even have to ask what, cause at that moment it becomes clear to me what this is. It's a huge old barge that was docked so long that the terrain started to grow on top of it. The dirt must have slid down the hill and covered it and then grass and flowers started growing on top.

I immediately knew I wanted to help them. I wasn't goth, but they didn't care and seemed friendly. Another goth showed up. Now there were two guys and a girl helping us. We eventually got it unstuck and one of the goths found a hatch partially hidden under the grass. He lifted it up and climbed down into what I think was the engine room. In a matter of no time, the boat started up. We all got super excited. So the four of us got on and the one guy started driving. It separated from the land without too much effort and we were on the water. It had a large canopy across the top - it just appeared there on it's own. It was automatically a little house inside now. I don't remember the details of what it looked like though.

We felt like (were) the coolest people on the lake. Everybody turned and watched and we all waved at them. We saw some other small boats as well, but ours was taking up a huge part of the lake. We just kept waving to everybody and feeling great.

Nothing happened with the girl. The End.

I had this dream. Which had a very weird twist on kidnapping. I was in a mansion's basement it was a white house. I think I was for some reason trying to sneak in (I think I was trying to get inside, because my mom and I were visting the said aunt. But Mom send me back to the house early). But the manison belionged to my Dad's younger full-blood sister. I'm not excatly sure how far I got up.. at the most I got to maybe the servant's area of the basement. No I got to at least the front hall. It doesn't mater where I was.. the point was, when I got there, a person who looked like a maid from like Downton Abbey or Gwyneth from the Unquiet Dead from Season 1 of New Doctor Who. She demanded what I was doing there. I said I was "one of Aunt's nieces" but for some reason she didn't believe me. She likes takes me back down to the basement puts me on a white chair and ties me up. Then in the next scene Mom and (aunt) come home. For some reason someone else comes downstairs and finds me and untiles me after they heard Mom asking where I was. End of dreram

Nice character died
There was an adventure beforehand. While I and a group of other people were fleeing from monsters that shoot some form of projectile, he was hit and immediately killed. I sort of got sad as if he was a character from a movie that died, thinking that it's sad that they didn't continue on with his story. The character might not have been human.

Disastrous tree portal
There was something about entering a portal through a tree. It's sort of like a certain tree, where you do a certain thing with the bark and it opens, letting you go in and freefall into a different world of some sort.

It appears it is like a trap, as I end up in a weird abandoned building, with strange lighting. It's like it's always dusk outside, the yellow light leading up the ghostly and dark hallways. It feels like the home of somebody who has died. All lights are off, and it seems like somebody just abruptly left. Everything seems like a still-life painting, with things laying around as if they were just about to be used. It's totally silent. I walk through the corridor, which is located on the second floor and on the east side of the building and is pretty narrow. On the right side are the aforementioned windows, and to the left are several doors. Suddenly, some sort of woman appears.

Cut to some sort of video clip, showing several catastrophes, such as a rollercoaster accident. In the end, it always zooms into the face of the first person who dies, just a second before it happens, showing their scared, screaming faces.

At some point, I am in a sort of white void, with a single patch of forest as a representation of the tree portal and the area around it. There is some sort of large person about it, about 4 meters in height. He is male, and I seem to trust and know him. He gives me advice on how to get back into the normal world.

Cut back to the corridor. There is a woman there, I know she is a demon, presumably from the advice I got. I hide in a cupboard of sorts, or maybe behind a door that was set down in the corridor, but she finds me. Quickly, I think about the weak points of the human body, but I don't remember. Then, shortly after, I see a knife right of me on a window sill. I quickly grab it and ram it into the heart of the woman, but she just laughs, so I ram it into her stomach and then, finally, I slit her throat and then I ram it in her throat. Then, she is dead.

Fever dream
Something like having forgotten something, along with some sort of pain associated with it.

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Right before I went to sleep I had taken a medication against allergy symptoms which made me horribly tired as a side effect.

Melissa has had a baby. I’m looking at it in her arms, obviously newborn, and realize that it’s happened all of a sudden. There seems to have been no idea of it happening and even no gestation. After a little while I realize that it is mine too, and think about what this will entail in regards to my life.

I am in some unfamiliar town with Jackie Greene. I think the town may be in Arizona or Colorado (I had been looking at a digital map of the US and zooming in around that area, surprised by how much of it was forested). It sort of feels like a mountain town, small, isolated, buildings with large wood exteriors, yet not high in elevation. We’re walking through the town and it is very pleasant out. We’re talking about his music and/or me seeing him. I tell him the first time I saw him was at Strawberry and then add ‘2007’ or ‘2017’ to be more specific. I hope I’m not being too annoying about anything, but don’t think I am.

I’m at work (I’m not sure where, but it feels like some kind of retail store). I notice a quiet Asian girl wandering around and, as I perceive it, ‘scoping out the place’. I make a mental note of it but don’t do anything else. Now, I see her in a small garage (right outside of but still part of the store?), crouching down by a car. She’s taken off its license plate and is measuring it. I think this is too suspicious, so we go out and stop/talk to her.




I’m with Melissa and Brooke in what seems like downtown. We’re by the river and a large bridge. To the side of the bridge is a large tree or tree trunk protruding out almost parallelly over the water. I think this tree is some sort of monument (911?). We walk out onto it to have our picture taken, but end up breaking it, which feels very serious.

I am with Makayla in what looks like Dad’s neighborhood. It looks very similar except that it’s on a fairly steep hill. We’re walking around an exposed bend and through a red truck’s window I see the silhouette of a female figure. She appears to be putting on clothes, or at least that’s what it looks like from my brief glimpse. We get closer and I see that it’s a young girl and boy (~10?) in the truck, and after a moment I wonder how that could be. Now, we are past the neighborhood. This area looks like open Nevada desert with slight ravines here and there. Down in one of the larger ones I notice a house. It looks like the past’s idea of something futuristic - sleek and vertical pipes/tubes, slightly sprawling and complex. I think this one is all a dull red. There is really nothing on or around it that would designate it a house. The whole feeling of and around it is lifeless. I think we pass a few more odd structures that I label ‘house’. I think or say something like ‘oh Nevada, you’re so weird.’ There is now a large rock pile visible at the top of a slight incline. It looks like red rock and/or granite and is maybe 30 feet tall. They’re arranged so there is an open space beneath them. I briefly see someone passing through this space, overriding the thought of being completely alone out here. We approach it and see that there are a few ornamentations on it, one being a series of steel rungs to form a ladder. I climb up a few, turn around and hang from one arm, lifting my shirt to just above the nipple, telling Makayla to take a picture. I think I’m making fun of Ziah? A few people, a type I definitely wouldn’t associate with, arrive, and Makayla is instantly preoccupied with them. This kind of annoys me. I’m in the open space beneath the rocks now, and it is filled with different stickers, posters, pictures, writing, etc. It is strange and I really like it. I am alternately wearing a mask, wearing it below my chin, and holding it at my side. I notice a man without a mask walks in with a baby stroller. He’s now with a woman in the corner of the ‘room.’ There is a window above them and a man tapping at the outside of it, apparently to get their attention. I look at the man and point to the couple (*though this makes no sense, as he’s already seen them).

Getting chased lucid
I am with multiple people in a sort of changing room with many lockers. I do the nose plug RC and realize that I am dreaming. Since this dream is a nightmare, I am a bit worried, and try to get out of the situation first. I end up on a high mountain.

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I didn't have motivation to write down this dream for many days, which is why it's not really detailed.

Dream From Oct 25 '14:
the setting or location is that of a room in a conference centre or perhaps an RSL.
its a function room, for people to gather in for, a function.
the folding doors for this room, are to my left, and the windows are at back of room, to my right.
in the middle of the room are some tables, which are circular, and can sit up to about 6 people.
the function could be a reunion, or something similar to that.
sitting at one table, with his back to the windows, i see a man, (front view and left side), who looks like or is that of Gough Whitlam.
he passed away earlier this week.
i can see his face, so i know its him.
he is clean shaven, and looks about 50 years of age.
initially i see him by himself.
then, to his left, sitting next to him, is his twin or his replica double.
"he's beside himself".
this twin or double is also a "good" version of him.
there is a white square plate in front of him, with some pasta on it.
the top few strands seem to have pink on the top side of them.
every other strand is white.
then i see sitting opposite him, and facing him, is that woman in the mental health admin, who sits next to that Stephanie woman.
this woman is tall, slim, wears glassed and has long black hair.
she turns around to her right, looks at me, and smiles.
i can see her facial features.
not sure of her relationship to Gough Whitlam.
she is that Daya woman from the mental health admin.
does she represent a daughter figure, a girlfriend figure, a niece, a carer, or something else?
the lights seem to be on inside, even though i can see sunshine through the windows.
there could be some grass outside, regardless of any driveway, or any recreational facilities outside.
the wall colour inside, is a plain colour, such as white.
as for what the woman, and what Gough is wearing, not sure.
she could be wearing her work clothes.
are they in an rsl, or are they in an aged care facility?
the tables are a creamy colour, are stable, and designed for such a room.

any comments or questions ?

I had a dream that was set in my trailer park, although the entire layout was different. The trailers were laid out side by side in circular arrangements instead of the square or rectangular blocks they're usually in. It was the day after My neighbor's birthday party and I see her and a bunch of friends come out of her trailer with something. Me and whoever I'm talking to are kind of watching them from a distance, up until a heavy-set arab looking guy comes up to us and gives us advice about our car in a southern accent and abruptly leaves. My friend notes that he was probably a muslim given the accent he spoke in and I said that he actually sounded pretty southern. I then looked to my right and saw him moving in to the lot next to ours, and wondered if I should continue to talk to him in case he's a muslim who just happens to be transphobic. I am not that far into hormones and this guy would start noticing changes and maybe not respond favorably to them.

At another point in the dream, me and my mom are either going somewhere or driving home from somewhere while someone on the car radio is talking about controversy surrounding "the softest alpha male". I decided to connect my phone's bluetooth to listen to music, but abruptly noticed the interface in the car say that data charges may vary due to being outside of state lines. I looked and it said we were in a state that abbreviates to "I", only to later realize that we were in Iowa. I saw a very large golden Taj Mahal/white house/stereotypical persian castle/mansion in the scenery and jokingly pointed at it and said "oh look it's the iowa house". I then woke up within the dream after the radio started talking to me directly. I didn't leave my room but I did look to see what the news radio stuff was coming from.