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I'm in a restaurant and ordering some hamburgers. I get the food but notice that I didn't get that much. I find a hamburger on the floor and I inspect it. I am really hungry.

I'm in an amusement park with water under it. I climb some ropes with my cousins H who are also there. I try to be faster since my cousins are fast. There is a mad man on the other side that is throwing things at us. I try to dodge them and succeed. I climb on a long rope to the other end of the water and sense that I should jump in the water at a specific place. I jump in and get some sensations and see the mad man screaming that we defeated him. William also Jumps in and he gets the same reaction that I got. I tell him that it probably is our grandfather's blood that made us capable of doing this. I keep on swimming in the water.

I had a lucid but woke up as soon as I got lucid. Maybe it was a FA now when I think about it.

(night of) 3-01-21

Presleep and meditation

Focusing on my hotel room for @stranger , I'm sitting in the room with 7, looking at her, then focusing on all of the things in the room in detail, walking carefully around the room. Then I dim the lights and see how it looks in the different light. After a while I try to pull @stranger in , but I think it's just a shell. So me and 7 leave the room to look around the hotel, we walk across the hall and into another room, it's strange, it kind of stretches out into infinity, like everything just stretches and stretches into a single point/where you can't see anymore. so when we go inside it we are kind of warped and , well, it feels odd. And then we come out of the other side. I see balloons in the hall or a room, but I dismiss because I know @stranger said he put them there. It's difficult now to stay focused as different imagery comes into play from start of the dream/going into deep sleep. Lots of random stuff I can't quite recall I wonder if it is from @stranger or just me. we make ourselves back to our room, retracing our steps back (well, Im really just following 7) and go back through the strange stretched out wobbly room, across the hallway and into our own room. I sit hear, I tell 7 to smack me every time I start to go under too much - which she does lol. I see maybe an outside, what looks like a large surface, a well? I don't think so, maybe something else (gotta write these down) So I'm able to stay for a bit longer but after a while it's too much and I black out

(night of) 2-01-21

1) I'm walking down the street with a bunch of friends. We seem to be walking back from town. My friend (and famous actor) Brendon Frasier starts getting into an argument with one of the guys/friends. They start shouting at one another and finally Brendon challenges the guy to a fight. I try to talk Brendon down, he's not as young as he used ot be , he's out of shape - he's still cool, but he needs to be careful - this other guy is a professional MMA fighter! Brendon shakes it off and they decide to take advantage of an upcoming event to fight each other 'in the ring' that just so happened to be starting in the next few minutes. We all start walking to this place when Sam stops and sits on the pavement. His guitar is broken and he is trying to re-string it. I WANT to go with the guys, it's way more interesting - but Sam needs me here. I decide to stay and help Sam (though I have no idea about guitars) because I don't want to leave him on his own. I hold down one of the strings while he attaches it. We sit like this for a while and a couple of the guys come back to see what we are doing. They tell us the 'show' has already started, but it's not like it was advertised, Brendon and the MMA fighter have to sit down on these long metal chairs like in a game show and wait until they are called up. Sounds kinda boring.

I see the time - shit - I need to get the train! (recurring dream) I check my belongings and realize I have a large plastic bag with stuff I have been carrying (recurring theme) , it's red and has lots of useless stuff in, some pens, an old christmas present for 'Tom' (which is a mini christmas tree inside the wrapping) . I leave the bag leaning against the post and look for the train station. This is usually the point where I am lost and can't find where it is - but this time I can spot it straight away. It's a huge thing with giant pillars on the sides of it, looks more like a hotel.

After a short while I find myself wandering around the rooms of this building, it feels like a shopping center inside, lots of rooms around and a large area in the middle. Lots of things are going on, people walking, activities, like a convention in a way. I still need to find the train though. I hit a dead end, it's crowded in this alleyway, something is going on. I spot 7 - she is crowded by 'fans' - but she's dressed as a regular lady. She smiles at me, I want to spend time with her but I need to get the train. 'Hi Sean - how are you?' 'I'm fine thanks! do you know where the train is by any chance?' she smiles again and just simply points me in the exact direction of where it is. 'Thank you!' this has an interesting effect on me, as I walk away I become lucid. But as I become lucid everything becomes loose and dissolves. I realize 7 came into my dream and made me lucid for the first time! I carry on walking, it's a long hallway like in a hotel again, I'm trying to keep in the dream but can't hold on and I wake

First Contact with Unconscious
02/06/20
-Lucid #2 - WILD

My 6am alarm wakes me up and I cant recall any dreams. I feel Frustrated by this and worry as well that I wont be able to fall back asleep.

Suddenly I awake in my bed as if from a dream but my eyes remain closed and I can’t recall a dream? I must have fallen asleep I assume and now my consciousness has switched back on though I don’t feel fully awake. I notice everything feels hazy and dark behind my eyes, almost unstable. Instantly I know I am on that brink between awake and sleep and it feels almost hallucinatory. I then begin to focus behind my closed eyes just experimenting to see if I can do a WILD. Within a few seconds the darkness starts to feel like it’s vibrating! I can still feel my body and want to know if I am in sleep paralysis so I think about moving my finger to find out but I stop, not wanting to wake myself up. The vibrating feeling intensifies and I start to hear crackling in my ears as if a loud radio is being tuned up and down next to my head. It’s really surreal and I feel a little scared and I worry I’m going to experience something frightening. I decide I want to stop and wake up but suddenly I hear a braver version of myself tell me to “relax, don’t panic and just look ahead and think about where you want to go in your lucid dream”. It comforts me and gives me the courage I need to continue. I look ahead and can now make out a very vague grey circle in the distance. I imagine it’s the moon and I wonder if I can go into space and experience one of my dream goals. I instantly re-consider thinking that would be way too extreme for my first WILD experience. The feeling escalates and now I feel as if I’m been sucked through a dark portal and a moment later I find myself in a dark street rushing at speed down a narrow path. It takes me a moment to understand whats going on but then it clicks, I have just entered a dream! The transition was so seamless I didn’t even notice it. I am now fully awake and lucid and appear to be riding a bike at speed down a narrow path. I look around and I’m in a quiet, English village at night, lit only by street lights. It looks like my old neighbourhood from my childhood and the street is somewhat familiar but looks a little different. It’s completely deserted and I’m the only one there. I get really excited and laugh to myself in triumph and disbelief at what’s just happened. I did my first WILD and awoken lucid in a a hyper realistic world! I remind myself not to get over excited otherwise I may wake up and begin rubbing my hands together to stabilise the dream as I had learnt. I then remember what I came here to do. I wanted to have a conversation with my unconscious mind. To do this I remember other dreamers said you shout questions at the sky. But the street I’m on is too narrow and the sky obscured by houses. I know I need to go somewhere more open and so I say to myself “when I go around this next corner there will be an open space”. I carry on down the deserted road and as I turn the corner on my bike I see a wider path and beyond a large round culdesac waiting for me with a direct view to the sky. It’s perfect. I rub my hands together again to stabilise and notice I can ride the bike with no hands? I look down and I’m surprised to see I’m not riding a bike at all, I’m just sat in mid air floating down the street as if sat on an invisible bike! As I reach the culdesac I come to a stop. I pretend I’m still riding a bike and hold the handles and pull the breaks to stop. It works and I dismount. I now make my way to the round open space in front of me and clap my hands and yell “Stabilise!” I had heard that can help too as I really don’t want to lose lucidity here. I then decide to increase my awareness and begin touching things which Im also told should help. I make my way over to a house to my left and I feel the conifer bush that’s there. It feels completely real and my mind is blown by this. I then touch the bricks and feel their rough texture. Finally I run my hand along a cube shaped letter box which is wet and I can feel the cold water. I scoop some up and let it trickle across my hand and spill through my fingers. “This is real!” I say to myself in wonder. Once more I have to tell myself to relax and not get too excited. I then stand in awe for a moment and look around and can’t believe that this is all going on in my head right now. I picture myself sleeping in my bed whilst all this is vividly happening in front of my eyes. It’s completely surreal and I hope thinking about it doesn’t wake me up. I keep walking and reach the culdesac and step out onto the open road as if it is a large stage just for me. “Unconsciousness!” I yell to the dark sky hoping it is listening. “It’s me!” I yell as loud as I can and my voice seems to project louder as if on a microphone. There is a calm and eerie silence and no response. I look to the sky and see dark blue clouds above and behind what appears to be faint glowing blue grid lines as if it’s all some kind of computer simulation. Little trickles of electricity shoot across each grid line and hiss, crackle and buzz like electrical circuits. It feels like I am within a powerful and magical place, my own brain perhaps and though my unconsciousness hasn’t responded I can feel it’s there hiding and watching me. “I’ve come to speak with you!” I yell out again. “Will you speak to me!?” There is another pause and It appears I may be wrong and nothing is there. Suddenly a deep sounding and wise voice speaks back from the sky and sounds a little like Leonard Nimoy. “Yes. Atlas” it says as a flash of blue light appears behind a cloud showing me where he is hiding. “Atlas?!” I shout back and wonder maybe if that’s his name? I am then distracted by some people stood behind a house window, they aren’t looking at me but I worry maybe I’m making an idiot out of myself standing in the middle of the neighbourhood yelling. It’s then I remember this is a dream and I shouldn’t feel embarrassed. “We’re all under Atlas” the voice says. I am confused and don’t understand his odd words. “Ok...”? Is all I can think to respond and during my confusion the dream fades. I wake up...

Analysis: There’s lots to analyse here but I’ll try be brief. The WILD really did come out of nowhere, I must have half woke up from a dream. It was really weird, it was almost like my dream woke me up and said here you go here’s the door now just figure out how to get in. I was fully conscious with full waking memory during it and remembered all the steps perfectly and they worked perfectly. It was unbelievable. There was a moment when I felt too scared to continue. The experience felt so bizarre and I worried it was only going to get weirder but it didn’t it became somehow peaceful and exciting. I willed myself to continue and I succeeded. The dream setting was familiar and looked like an alternate version of my hometown and was maybe a nice comfortable and calm place to have my first WILD experience since I chickened out of floating through space. I was oddly riding a bike? Or not a bike! I don’t ride bikes in waking life so I think It could have been my minds way of interpreting the fast flowing movement that came with entering the dream. It’s definitely the most vivid experience I’ve had. Everything was so stable and felt so real! My memory was working excellently as well and I remembered to stabilise and go after my dream goal to speak to my unconsciousness. It was an amazing scene when I tried to speak to him. So eerie and silent and I could feel something powerful was lurking behind those clouds. The electricity flowing through the sky felt like a representation of my brain neurones and made it feel like I was in some amazing space within my own head. Then there was him. That voice, so powerful and wise yet somewhat nervous to speak with me. I really felt it was just me and him, a one on one first meeting. I really didn’t understand what he was telling me but the words were intriguing. If it hadn’t have perplexed me so much I may have been able to stay lucid longer. Now I’m an atheist and not a big believer in spiritual signs nor the idea that there is some unconscious mind that’s communicating with me in my dreams but it is fun to imagine that it could be something more.
I spoke to myself in the mirror before bed and made my intent to speak with my unconsciousness as if he was a person in my head. It appeared he heard my call and awoke me from my sleep and provided the gateway to meet him in the form of a WILD. I then spoke to him as I had intended and it was almost like I was in a darkened area of my brain, which he had allowed me to enter. He then spoke to me hidden and powerful like a God. I even think I’ve met him before in another dream years ago when I was a child. He spoke in cryptic wording and spoke of Atlas who in Greek mythology was the Titan who held up the celestial heavens. “We are all under Atlas” he said. Did he mean we are all under the heavens? Was it his way of describing something beyond this real world? You could interpret our meeting as something really profound until you start looking at the experience with a more critical eye. Let’s be honest. I went there with the intention of speaking to him so my mind was most likely making it all up as I went along as it’s what I expected. It’s probably why he made no sense and took so long to respond. He was also exactly how I imagined a powerful subconscious God would appear and seemed a little too perfect along with the setting. Then there was the Atlas comments. Did I just miss hear him say something else and then the dream just went along with the whole Atlas thing? I may not believe that there is some sentient being visiting me in my dreams but it is still a vivid conversation with my own mind and that in itself is incredible!

Waking Notes:

Stability: High
Control: High
Clarity: High
Awareness: High
Length: Medium

Trigger: Awoke from a dream
RC: NA
Length: 4 mins approx.
Goals: To speak with my unconscious mind
Techniques: DEILD/ WILD
Time: 6 - 6:30am
Lucid count: 2

- Heavy emphasis on ADA & RCs in the evening
-Slep through the night with Low recall
-Woke from a 6am alarm

I haven't been lucid at a long time since my bad sleep habits during holidays. I slept well this night and did my mantra.

I'm in church and there are a lot of chairs in a circle in the primary room. I feel out of place and almost lay down on a chair with my feet at some other girl's knees. I don't notice it at first but I feel embarrased when I notice that she has my feet in her knee. She starts to touch them and I feel comforted.

I'm in a school canteen and pick some food up on my plate. William is also there.

I wake up by an alarm but go to sleep again. I have this lucid dream.

I'm in my room and there are three frisbees in different colors and a ball. I do my RC and it doesn't trigger lucidity. I walk to the window and throw a ball out. There is some weird transition in my vision and I gain some lucidity. I do my RC and succeed after some fails. I open the window and I am about to fly out. I feel a bit worried that it is not a dream but jump out and fly away. My flying is very controlled but I don't feel that much sensations. I fly behind the house and spot a dog. I fly against it and pick it up as I fly away. It's a light brown dog about 20 kg. I don't remember more.

I'm at the right side of a scene and looking up at my sister who is playing the bass with some other musicians. She does some cool ups and downs. There is a boy that my sister is into who is goth.

1/1/20

My friend V buys a restaurant with money he has saved. It seems to be an old run down chinese buffet. Has no idea how to run it because he has no real experience in restaurants. The whole building is very dirty with stains along the floorboards badly lit and broken ceiling tiles. All of the dishes they cook are baked whole chicken breasts with noodles and cheese. People are confused about the fare but I gather it's the only thing they know how to cook.

At a certain point they run out of ice cream and people are getting pissed about the lack of chocolate ice cream. I try sampling the different foods they have set out and put the plates on the table I am eating at. I make a dessert bowl with three brownies and chocolate sauce two times in a row because I knock the first one on the floor accidentally.

V is sitting with me asking me what I think about the whole thing and how the food tastes. I tell him having a recipe book is one of the most important parts to running a restaurant, to ensure everything they cook is standardized and reproducible. He is surprised and likes my advice, he asks me to come back tomorrow to look things over and help him get things set up better. My parents seem to choose to eat here so we are sitting together. They don't know my friend owns the place but are quickly somewhat let down by the overall layout of the place.

We are talking about the dinner service later on and Jennifer Aniston is sitting across the table from me. She commends me for letting things crash somewhat when people get upset about the desserts. She tells me they made cream with ice and salt to make some homemade chocolate ice cream for the unhappy people and they enjoyed it. A Chinese server still working there is disgusted by the food and keeps pre bussing my table before I am done eating what's on my table.


I am in a futuristic town/downtown walking around down the street. I am with a friend at first but end up alone eventually. It is a very crowded street with many colours and close packed shops of various shapes. At a certain point we are riding on the back trunk of a car for a while, then the car gets towed and lifted up at an angle so we jump off and go into an exciting looking building to the left.

It is a large purple/crimson coloured walls with streamlined edges and various levels with seats and stand up games along the walls. I am in a sci-fi looking arcade type area. It is dimly lit with only the soft redish glow illuminating the walls and walkways. There are many people sitting around all facing a giant screen in the ceiling in one section of the room. I wonder if they are all in vr. I don't see the screen right away so I am unsure what they are l doing, but it feels like a theatre of some kind.

I sit off to the side on a rounded couch/curve in the wall which is like a ledge at knee level. Someone comes up to me and attempting to bond with me talking about something I don't understand. They have small children with them who latch onto my legs like children do. I have a small cloth ball that has a bright light which is visible when I turn it inside out. I shine the light on them trying to get them all to go away. I get shhhh'd by someone in the audience. I attempt to walk to the doorway, trying to shake the children off my legs gently before walking through. The door slightly cracks and I see light and a crowded sidewalk outside. But then I come back into the theatre arcade. I wonder out loud what everyone is watching that could be so enthralling. Someone close to me tells me it is the feeling of forgiveness. As I look up to the ceiling/high wall rounded area where everyone else is watching I see a mass of screens appear. They are all different sizes with each side boxed together. They all have a different moment of tv or movies on them, both cartoons and live action. I recognize every scene. It imparts emotion to my insides when I watch. I feel a strong emotion just looking up for the few seconds I am standing there. I feel forgiveness. I then decide to leave the room and walk through the swaying doors into the brightly lit outside sidewalk.

I continue down the sidewalk by the street. There are still many people wearing many colours. There are also stores I don't recognize. First I think I don't have my phone because I don't feel it. Checking again just to be sure I feel it deep in my pocket but don't take it out. No one to call anyway. I wander aimlessly for a while. Finally see a goofy sciencey party type store with flamboyant decorations on the outside. There are large long balloons of various colours on the walls in a gallery type fashion. I gather it is a balloon animal store. But they also have like science museum trinkets for sale, like balls floating on air and astrolabes and globes of the earth and kites ect.

I notice the balloons are wider than usual. I know how to make balloon animals IWL and tell the person working, who looks like a middle aged woman who is dressed like a male clown. They are entertaining another customer flicking uninflated balloons at each other. I pick one up and begin to blow it up by mouth. It inflate to 5 times the width they usually are, but they keep popping on me. The person working has gas in tanks they use to blow them up for an order they are working on. I gather they do custom orders of oversized balloon animals for parties and such. It's really a great idea. I say 'hey man I really like your store'. The worker just gives me an annoyed look out of the corner of her eye. I gather I have mis-pronouned her. But I find it silly cause I call both genders man.

They nod knowingly so I turn to walk back out to the crowded street. The sun is setting in a gleaming glow off the glass buildings and street lamps. The street is still filled with people hustling their own directions chattering indiscriminately. I am still walking down the street when the dream fades.

I had a dream (not fragment) upon waking up this morning, I did write to my gf that I ate candies in the dream. Now it's been few hours after and I didn't bother write down the whole dream down when I woke up - instead I was lazy going back to bed.
What I can remember though, I were at my home and my parents were here too. And I knew I wouldn't been eating anything (because fasting irl), but I struggled hard and had received candy, so I just ate it all.

(since of having the dream I was thinking, I'll need start record/write down when I wake up, new year and perfect time to do a new start on several things and hold onto them)

1st January 2021

Dream:

I'm with H, we're in a town or city like L. I remember we had been in the van. We were buying something off someone or selling them something.

We go past a bigger van at some point. Its back doors are open and it's crammed full of stuff, some rolled up materials, furniture, other things I don't recall.

I remember then some interaction with mom, in the street? But I'm also recalling another scene indoors. I'm showing mom and dad some drawings, though mostly to mom. She seems proud or happy, but I get the feeling that she wishes she could do the same.

The bit in the street; narrow-ish street, cobbled floor/paving. Daytime. I remember something about my phone and holding it up in an odd way, trying to avoid people (colliding with them).

Next I'm in a house, still with H and in the same area. Out of a window I can see a large square or plaza. We're at ground level. There are people going back and forth. This looks like a small kitchen area, the interior is wooden, a nice semi-deep stain. I pick up a towel and start cleaning up some water on top of a wooden-veneered countertop. H is next to me and we're talking about something although I can't recall what. I see a woman approach the house. She's in her 50s, has long but wavey hair and holds herself in an uncertain manner. She has some kind of turquoise top?

I seem to recall she comes by a few times and I try to tell her that she's at the wrong place or something, as I don't know her at all. All the while, she has a very confused expression.

12/30/20

I am with C and we are visiting one of his teachers house. His teacher is Patrick Stewart who lives with his wife in a fairly large house with white decor. We are there to wish him a happy birthday. He also lives in C's neighborhood pretty close to his house. He has a very huge living room that we are now in. There is balcony type seating all centered around a massive window which overlooks the town in a valley below.

In the center of the valley is a massive LED laser type blue mountain in the distance. Only it is changing shapes between the mountain and a massive tree with outstretched branches. It is beautiful to look at, the symmetry of it being in the center of the window while also in the center of the valley, I stare for a while taking in the whole picture. The LEDs almost look like they are a drone swarm flying around into different shapes. I ask someone if they are drones but I don't get an answer.

While standing up in the balcony I notice there is takeout trash just laying around so I pick up trash left by the seats, they seem like takeout cutlery in plastic wrap and napkins. We are leaving now and I am helping C pack up his back pack while standing in the foyer of the home. Patrick Stewart and his wife see us off pleasantly.


There is a really bad storm outside which is approaching, it's only dark for now with a slight wind but nothing too bad. My father decides to drive out to meet my uncle for lunch assuming everything will be fine.

I am in the car with two of my friends R and E. We are driving through town as the storm begins to hit. E says everything is probably going to be fine, it won't be like before. I look out the back window as we turn onto the main street and there are multiple tornadoes forming several blocks from where we are. One massive one has met the ground and is causing an outstanding amount of damage. I see others forming beside it, some dwindle as others grow, it's as if the storm cannot fully manifest. We still drive away for them at speed while the wind and rain whip at the car we are in. I attempt to take pictures with my cellphone because this all seems too surreal. We begin to merge onto the highway but visibility has dropped due to the thick wall of water and the high wind, I notice there are accidents occurring ahead of us as we join the traffic onto the roadway.


I am now holding up in a run down building with cinder block walls and soiled concrete floor. There are goats that are wet and scared seeking shelter from the storm, I shoo them inside through an open garage door. There is also a small white and brown cow I call to come inside. I dry off some of the animals with random towels and blankets I find lying around. They are calm now and find corners of the room to settle in and sit with each other.

There are people laying on mattresses on the floor in the other room just casually on their phones not minding the storm at all. I tell them the animals are in the other room for a while to have shelter from the storm. They are fine with it, they hardly acknowledge my presence, complete apathy.


It has now been a week with no running water or electricity or economy and society has all but gone primal. It is daylight and I am wandering along a shoreline by myself just looking for something to drink. I see a water spigot near the waters edge with a container under it. All that comes out of the faucet is dirty water with floating algae in it. I contemplate boiling it clear but then decide it is sea water and wouldn't be drinkable anyway.

I see a group of people by a house or rather a shack which has heavy damage to it by the shoreline. They invite me inside for shelter. There are close to a dozen people held up in here. They give me water to drink and some small cookies to eat. I am grateful for their hospitality. I begin taking to the older couple who own the house and realize they are staunch Republicans.

They are bitching about all of this being bidens fault, how he isn't doing anything to help the people most affected by this travesty. I tell them biden isn't the president yet and that he literally has no executive power. They are completely disagreeing with me insisting the democrats did this. I tell them trump definitely the one who has left us without any aid for over a week, he is still the one in control. They are in complete denial, and I sense my welcome has all but dried up. I apologise for my attitude and thank them for the provisions while getting up from the table. I decide to
take my leave and the dream fades.

I am outside with some others. We are following a middle aged British lady to a house that must be hers. We nonchalantly ascend an impossibly steep staircase as she tells us about the house. I make a comment about the architecture, in admiration of it. I also tough the black façade (it’s steeply inclined, almost 90 degrees) and rock on my heels to put weight on whatever I’m standing on, finding it to feel hollow and not altogether sturdy seeming. We are inside the large house now. I think the others are some of my coworkers and we’re staying in a room with one of the residents. Mine is a girl, maybe in her teens. This room is large, upstairs, and completely baroque. The color scheme seems to be greys and dark wood, but every surface is ornamental, sculpted, or decorated. There is a shelf along the entirety of the far wall that is set with china as if for a meal. I find it odd at first but then come to like the idea. The bed is in the center of the room and impeccably made. The feeling is somewhat sterile, but maybe more so refined and elegant. I see Eric in the room across the hallway. I go over and close either his door or the door to this room, hoping he doesn’t find it suspicious. I say something that the girl takes sexually?, which puts me off because this is not at all how I meant it.

I am in a large and opulent house with an unfamiliar girl. There is the sense that the family is out for some amount of time. I am carrying this girl, she, and probably me too, completely nude into a large bathroom. The space is lots of tile, I think L shaped, and with a tier or two. There are many in ground tubs, either hot tubs, bathtubs, or both. Each seems to be a different dimension and lit from within by its own color. I walk very carefully as I carry this girl at chest height facing me. I then lift her, while walking, this being feasible only by her extreme petiteness, and bury my face between her legs to begin going down on her. It is unfamiliar, sweet, pungent. We then near a pool and I start setting her down. Now, the couple? that lives here shows up. They see us, and the situation is slightly awkward. Now, I am walking through the house and it’s like the family is gone again. Each room is indicative of that, shades drawn, lights off. I can walk for a while and find a new room at each turn. I’m now outside and looking at the house. It is angular and somewhat modern, and off-white. I notice that the windows are reflective so they can’t really be seen though.




I’m with Laynie in a store that must be in a mall. Behind a rack of clothes I see a preteen girl throw a thing of makeup into her pants/pocket behind her back. We also see her friend bringing makeup items towards a fitting room and begin taking bras off of hangers. I think we agree that we’re going to stop them even though we don’t work AP anymore?

I’m in a grocery store, in the refrigerated section. I’m looking through a shelf of books that happen to be in one of these fridges. They seem arranged alphabetically and I seem unphased by their being in a fridge. It seems like I have some time off and am searching the rows for books on my list. I find two, each a thick (~800 pages) book of approximately the same size. There’s a smaller, thicker copy of one, but I put it back because it’s a 20% off brand new and not used like the other. It has a white cover and I think it’s a fiction book about Yosemite. I flip through it and decide I like the writing. I now grab a package of chicken and find it to be sticky, so I put it back and wipe my hands on my pants. I go up to a counter and ask the guy for a few of the chicken wings. He asks if I’m going to pay for them, which annoys me.

I am at work when a guy comes up, looking for recommendations on a book about [something that didn’t seem like an English word - like Hua?] and houses. He sees me confused about the word and clarifies: sci-fi. I immediately think of House of Leaves and take him over there. He excitedly shows me the book already in his hands - House of Leaves. There are a few copies on the shelf, really slender hard covers that I’ve never seen before. I open one that is very new feeling. I don’t know much about sci-fi, so I plan on telling him what’s been popular recently. Now I’m back at the counter and see a brunette, middle aged lady come in without a mask. I go up to her and tell her she needs one in the store. She is dismissive and defensive, but does start walking out. She then comes back, first staying by the door, then coming all the way in. I go over again and the situation escalates to where I am calling the police on her for trespassing. This seems to scare her, as she hurriedly walks out. I follow her. I end up tackling her and holding her down until the police arrive. On the phone I said that I was calling from 660 E. Grove Streets, wondering why I said ‘streets’. I said there was a woman trespassing and start describing her, putting her weight at 180 pounds. They now arrive and handcuff her. I think she looks defeated. A woman officer says something about her being closer to 200 lbs and good thing she wasn’t bigger. I say yes, I just barely managed. There’s a white male officer and black female officer. They aren’t wearing masks and I wonder about it for a moment.

(NIGHT OF) 29-12-20

Dream Gods

1) 3 dream gods have broken free and are about to tear up the town by manifesting anything and everything! I'm part of a group of people looking out into a kind of large open square, where these 'gods' are looming above us, they are HUGE - 50X the size of a person. The group I am with - we are kind of super heroes (or something) and have been sent to sort this mess out. It's very busy, a reporter is nearby capturing all of this on camera with her crew. I am told to help create a trap, there are 3 bears nearby and it is my job (with two other people) to get the bears to chase us and use the bears to attack the dream gods. The bears are someplace nearby in this suburban area. We walk a couple of blocks, I wonder if the two dreamers with me know that this is a dream or if they think it is real (I don't think of finding @stranger at this point as I am too involved in the narrative of the dream) , I'm not sure who the other two dreamers are/can't recall. At some point I find myself with a small child on my shoulder, she is a tiny little girl - very cute, but very young. At first we can't find the bears. but then we hear them from around the corner and I can already tell that they are giving chase.
We start to run - fast, I forget that the little girl is on my shoulders and wonder if she may have fallen off (which scares me) but no.. I can feel her legs and I grab them tight as we run and lead the bears to the dream gods. We then stand off to one side and let the other dreamers fight the dream gods (urghh... we seem to have been given minor roles) and then I discuss with my wife about adopting this little girl as I don't know where her parents are.

Street party (part 1)
2) I'm in a large shopping center/mall, it's late at night, just one empty space where a shop used to be is open. A kind of party is taking place here - I've been invited by a mate. When I arrive a band is just wrapping up, it's old school rock or grunge playing, I see punks and goths around, it's kind of dirty, people are smoking and drinking. It's nice. I see my mate Lee and go to join him, sitting with his back against the wall. I tell him that it's good to see him. I see a couple of guys race some RV cars around the empty shop floor, they take a tight turn around a row of empty shelves and nearly topple over. I laugh. Lee offers me a last drag on his cigarette, I thank him and take it - but it's all wet at the butt - I pretend to take a drag and then stub it out on the floor.

Street party (part 2)

3) Back with the same guys, this dream happened after some other dreams (that I can't recall) It's still dark, but we are outside, in a suburban area hanging around a disused lot - just a bit of grass between houses tucked away and dimly lit by the street lamps. We are crouched and standing around chatting, one of the guys is goofing around in front of us, where it's a little darker and we can't see as much. I see some movement around him and we call out that he should be careful. First a couple of dogs move around, and then I see an Iguana - then some other animals, and rats. He finally see these creatures and agrees that he should follow our advice and come into the light. We move into the street area, music is playing, I'm chatting to Lee - and I see another guy, he has a shaved head. He gives me this knowing nod, I KNOW him - but from where? I can't quite place his face... not sure what he is doing in this dream. I put my hands through my long hair, I feel good, I'm older now - we are all older, but it doesn't matter, I wonder if my receding hairline shows as much with long hair. Then I wonder about that, no, I have short hair now, this is a dream (but again, I just follow the narrative of the dream) I hear a new track start playing, I think it's the start of a Nirvana song.. but no, I'm wrong, this is just another very generic modern rock type of song. The guy with the shaved head seems to enjoy it though and start miming the drumming to the song as it plays.