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Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

05-09-11 I am in bed and I get parts of an entity handed over to me by Silas. There are 8 parts in total and I feel like I have finally obtained the right frame of mind and personality to take on the demon.

I assemble it and am struck with terror. I notice this is how he fights and get up out of bed and defies his will. I get an image of something that looks like a T Rex. It is his will against mine and after a while I plant my feet in the ground probably somewhere in the middle of the room and just stands there and defies the demon.

Think you can describe the encounter as a stalemate, which is a hell of a lot better than me just simply giving into the utter terror it instils.

I wake up feeling the remnants of a nightmare, though I know I can manage it mentally because I defied the terror. Quite the ambivalent feeling really.
…

I am in a barn with a black horse. The horse is already saddled and I try to calm it down talking to it. It shifts it's attention to the wall behind it, where a black sword is hung upon the wall.

I walk past the horse and pick up the sword.

A person appears from the entrance behind the horse and tells me.

“He can see you know”

“He tells me that you will go to him of your own free will”

Fine whatever. I follow the man outside the barn. He is wearing a cape and a cane and maybe a hat, not sure about the hat. There is someone with him, I get the feeling it is an assistant of sorts.

We are walking on a stone terrace with plenty of hedges and we sort of have to zig zag to get upwards. The caped man and his assistant is humming the humming part of “Fire coming out of the Monkey’s head” by Gorillaz. I am walking ight behind them and with a pace that would soon make me overtake them.

I am swinging the sword around and generally I don't feel afraid, though I am positive that instilling fear is the prime goal of the caped man.

Him and his assistant starts walking a bit faster and we all start drumming along. Him with his cane and me with the sword. I have no clue what his assistant is using. It sounds OK, but not great, still I am enjoying it and start laughing a bit.

We get to the top of the terrace and start walking down the side. The caped man explains that we will go out over sea and signal our return with a flare.

I pull out my wand and shoot fire out of it, a thin line of fire that lands maybe 20 metres away and cause some embers to appear. “Great I will have to remember how I did that next time I turn lucid, fire has given me a few problems before” I think to myself and keep on walking.

We get down to a docking area and as it is dark I make light appear out of my hands, still holding my wand. Increase light I think and it happens. Someone is joining us for from behind a hedge and I get the feeling that they are joining us for the journey.

I think the caped man's assistant is also making light appear out of his palms, though his is brighter than mine.
…

I am in Holland. I am there to meet up with Sisse, Edith and Zizika.

Edith and I are wearing the same jacket, small light brown leathery thing.

There are videos of Zizika playing in some girl band.

I meet up with them at a table and Daniel takes my coat and put it on a wall behind us. I am uncomfortable with that as it might slide down onto the other side into the garden behind it.

skip

I am at Zizika's house and it is getting late, I am wearing varying amounts of clothes for some reason. I think it is lame of them to leave me there seeing as it is almost half six in the morning.

I get a call “Dennis, are you ready?”
…

Notes: The following FA might continue straight from the above dream.

I am lying in my bed and I look out the window and can see the roof of the house across the lawn. I have a suspicion that I am having a false awakening as my field of vision is still a bit blurry and incomplete, as the rooftop starts spinning. Spinning or the surroundings alternating between light and dark.

I remain still and start observing the scenario for a while, it feels too soon to try and move and jeopardise the stability of the dream. I get up as the spinning thing is wearing off and look outside and compared to the façade of just one building as normally there are two streets running down into town.

Even after this pretty clear realisation I still question if I am dreaming, as the details are quite vivid so I look at my hand and it is blurry with an extra finger. Even considering this I am a bit sceptical as I jump back and pull my feet up and prepare to go through the window feet first. I am a bit relieved when I sense my flight not failing me.

Outside the window I immediately tell the dream that I want to go to Chichén Itzá, but I can't find anyway near so I try and start spinning. Nothing really happens so I take a leap of faith and close my eyes.

At first it seems like the dream is fading as I am surrounded by lights, as if you would be looking at your eye lids, only much brighter. However I recall having pulled back a dream in a scenario like this before and I keep making swimming motions.

It works. The dream is coming back and the setting is now much much brighter. I am in a jungle and there are stone buildings and I get really excited, it definitely has a Mayan feel to it. I am standing by a white sanded shore of either a river, lake or ocean. In front of me are trees, less dense than what you would expect from a tropical forest, and an open forum like plaza.

I start flying towards this plaza and start calling out “Fellow Dreamers”. I see someone coming towards me or at least in my direction. I fly closer and over her, she looks at me she is riding on some animal and look girlish with blonde/brown hair to down below her shoulders. “Pil?” she says, which could have been “Peel” (suppose even “Pete” though that is probably stretching it as far as you can) “Pil” translated into English is “Arrow”.

I don't even think to stop and talk to her, but I don't really seem to be completely in control of this particular part of the flight either. I fly over the centre of the forum and looking down I see blue men with feline features.

“Brilliant! I defo have to speak with them” I think and, but as I start walking back towards where they were they have disappeared. The central spot has something that looks like an altar or something and I don't really fancy disturbing anything so I decide to go look for other dreamers.

I try keeping the beacon in mind, but I am not really at El Castillo and every time I try and do it I get distracted by black figures I can never really put any features to.

I fly around for a bit marvelling at the architectural wonders surrounding me. I fly past a small pyramid, waay too small to be El Castillo and carry on. There might be entities of some description at this smaller pyramid. I continue through and come to this place where a great wall with a lot of windows is surrounding an area of jungle.

This place is heavily ornamented with carved animal heads, although contrary to normal Mayan artistry it is protruding out from the walls instead of being carved into them. It doesn't make the place any less beautiful though, although I am sure I see an elephant at some point, which I find odd thinking about it when awake. At this place I ask the dream to extend itself 10 minutes.

I decide to try my luck again with the spinning, this time thinking more specifically about El Castillo. Same scenario happens I close my eyes and try and picture it or at least the shape of it. However this time although I make the same swimming motions, I don't get to the pyramid, though it might flash dimly once or twice.

Instead I am sent back to my bed and something weird happens. I hear a narrator talking about how I have now set foot in the Astral and that my physical damage is increased. Which sounds just too weird and I can't help but laugh myself and wonder if I am going be trapped here for 7-8 minutes. I can wriggle around and rotate freely within my own body and it doesn't seem like the wall I am lying next to is causing problems, though I can't see anything.

I wake up feeling amazing.

Dream 1
First I had to do some work with some old ladyies for some reason. I had to help with their jobs and such. Then I went to school and had an argument with one of my teachers, it was really heated. After that some girl said it was to to watch me argue with this teacher.

Dream 2

I was in a restraurant thinking that I needed to get back to those old people. We all left and got on a bus which was being driven by my friend who is 2 years younger than me. I didn't seem to find this weird. He also kept driving around in a circle in East Ham.

Then my alarm went off.

September 04, 2011

I didn't sleep that night but took a nap that day and had a dream but lost it.

September 05, 2011 (Today entry)

My god...I trying to be a boss at sleep paralysis but that was a dream...

I woke up (false awaking) and was unable to move and saw all kind of things and I was just acting like a God and pay no mind and was quite enjoying it. I saw a teddy bear that my bro left in my room have moved to a non-existing chair. I pay no mind.

I went to the bathroom and took a piss. As I am about to push the handle I saw a baby shadow leaving my own shadow. I like "lol go ahead" but it went back to normal when I stand back up. I gone and push the handle and just stay that way to watch the baby shadow run to my room.

I walk into the room being Godly forgetting the "paralysis" part of sleep paralysis. I went to bed and not only wasted time in a dream but have a good damn chance of becoming lucid. FML.

*Facedesk and broke the desk in half*

O well...Note to self, do more reality checks.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]This time it went the other way around, usually the alarms wakes me up over and over again and then I wake up in sleep paralysis.
This time I woke up to the first alarm, I then had a false awakening. I looked at my hands, but they looked normal so I didn't become lucid. I don't know why I didn't do the noseplug. But anyway none of the alarms woke me up atleast I wasn't aware of it...

Hopefully I am the next night.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I do now remember although, that I woke up to some of the alarms, and then I was in sleep paralysis, then I visualised myself getting out of bed, but I must have been too tired to remain conscious and that's why I thought it was a False awakening.
Damn it![/COLOR]

Nephanim's Dreams

Sorry this took so long. Today's been busy!

Gentler Awakening

I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked on the floor beside the bed and saw that Nicole was calling me. The time said it was 7:35 AM – exactly what I set my alarm to. I decided she was calling me to wake me up. That way, I wouldn’t be rudely awakened by the alarm! I smiled at how considerate this was. When I picked up, however, I could only hear noise on the other end.

Local Deforestation

I was in the back of a car with Austin. My parents drove us around an old neighborhood we once lived in. I noticed that many of the trees were gone… Some portions of the neighborhood looked totally different because all the trees had been chopped down. The surrounding area had a tendency to turn into a swamp. I showed Austin one spot where thick woods had been turned into a treeless swamp stretching back as far as the eye could see. He didn’t seem as upset as I was.

Community in the Tower

I was scaling some sort of tower with Nicole and Chelsea. As a rule, we encountered Scamper on every floor – even though none of us brought him to the next level. To quote myself in the dream: “I can’t even pick him up to take him upstairs without him snarling at me, so I don’t know how he’s following us.”

One of the lower levels was Matthew’s house. Lauren came up from a floor below us with her boyfriend. She didn’t seem pleased by the news that we were going to spend the night. I helped myself to some apple juice. Meanwhile, Scamper gathered everyone’s socks and destroyed most of them. My mom saw what happened and scolded me for allowing Scamper to get my socks. I walked over to the corner of the living room where he’d gathered them all and picked out my socks. I didn’t mind wearing them as long as they had dried… I just didn’t want dog slobber between my toes.

The dream jumped. Several floors later, we met Jenna Marbles in a room with several thick pillars supporting the ceiling. We also encountered Scamper again, but he was definitely in worse shape than before. I found a few more tumors on his back than I remembered… We agreed that we wanted to move on, so we went upstairs.

The dream jumped. Eventually, we reached the floor we were looking for. It operated like a private community. The ceiling was so high that the people living there were able to construct miniature houses inside the enormous room. They had an arcade with all sorts of video games ranging from classics to modern hits. They also had a trampoline and an elaborate tunnel system which connected all of the buildings. Surrounding all of these things was a fragile layer of plant life – trees, produce, and some wild grasses. The environment sustained a number of unique animal species I’d never seen before. I met with Nomad and learned that the people living there had no respect for the environment or the animals living in it. They wanted to turn the trampoline into a dump. Besides the fact that it was a waste of a perfectly good trampoline, I didn’t like this news. Nomad and I got on the trampoline and started protesting. We hoped that our attempt to reason with the locals would prevent devastation to the environment.

Instead, when they heard what we had to say, they started pulling springs off the trampoline and throwing them at us. Nomad gave up immediately. If they wanted to attack him, he said he would just move on rather than letting them steal his energy. I decided to hang in there a while longer, but it was useless. They ganged up on me and started pelting me with multiple springs at a time. The hooks on the ends tore me apart as they fell down my face, throat, and arms. It wasn’t long before I threw up my arms in defeat.

“I give up!” I announced. “I would offer to vomit on the trampoline to get you started, but I’d rather keep the food in my stomach.” I climbed off the trampoline and left them to their abusive lifestyle. When I found Chelsea and Scamper, we decided it was best to take him to a safe place. The people on this floor were prone to animal abuse in addition to their destructive attitude toward the environment. We set up a system of passwords with a keypad on the door to Scamper’s safe house. Using the position of letters in the alphabet as a code system, we periodically came up with a new password for the door.

The room was too small for Scamper… He quickly became restless, but we couldn’t allow him to go outside. He was dying quickly enough because of his tumors without the interference of the cruel townspeople. I was touched by how excited Scamper was to see us even though he’d just been with us on the previous floor. He put his head in my lap and went to sleep.

Sometime later, Chelsea agreed to watch Scamper, and we switched the password on the door. I went to look at arcade games for a while. Most of the games had been modified to allow multiplayer over the local area network. I saw someone doing this with Sonic Adventure 2: Battle. Immediately, I thought to suggest this to Nicole, but I couldn’t find her. I kept looking at games for a few more minutes before returning to the tunnel system. I noticed a black puppy following me around. When I knelt and pet the dog, it wagged its tail excitedly. Although the tail was longer and some of the details were different, the puppy’s behavior was identical to Scamper’s. He even responded to the same name. I concluded that Scamper had died, and this was his reincarnation. I took the puppy straight to Chelsea in the locked room.

It turns out that Scamper wasn’t dead yet. Two clocks on the ceiling indicated the dogs’ remaining life force. The puppy was full of life, obviously, but Scamper was really running low. His clock stopped. For a few more minutes, he lay with us however he could without irritating his tumors. Eventually, the light in the clock faded out, too, and Scamper was dead. I held him in my arms for a while as I mourned his death. The black puppy started acting like Scamper again… No matter what, I knew I had to get this puppy out of the tower. I could bring him back to my parents’ house and give them the chance to raise Scamper a second time.

The dream jumped. Nicole and I approached Oma and Opa’s house. When he saw us outside, Opa warned me that he needed to take me to the airport. My dad told him that I would have to start school soon. I checked my phone and saw that it was August 28th. It surprised me that school hadn’t started yet, but I assumed it was only a matter of days. We went inside and told my great grandparents all about what happened in the tower, including Scamper’s death. I still found myself in tears over it. What really bothered me was that most of the problems in that community near the top of the tower were easily preventable. They had a trash chute… They certainly didn’t need to sacrifice the health of the environment. Opa told us about a man he knew from that tower community. The man sold hot dogs for a living. After ten years in the tower, he was a millionaire! Nicole talked about some moldy food she found there…

I set up my flight to Chicago. Initially, I thought it would be expensive to book a same-day flight, but I found a special offer on Southwest Airlines’ website for $10 flights to Chicago.

Promotional Event at Chick-fil-A

I was waiting in a line outside Chick-fil-A for some kind of promotional event. Nicole, Kunle, his husband, Joel, Kaitlin, and some new guy from Dreamviews sat with me at a table outside the restaurant. Nicole and I ate a creative dessert called Yesterday’s Trash that consisted of assorted candies from the past five decades in a candy shell that was designed to look like a plastic candy bar wrapper. It was good enough that I was disappointed whenever I accidentally dropped some of my candy. A woman with a number of tattoos told us about how she came up with the idea for the dessert. After she left, a second big group came to wait in line. One of the guys in their group complained about Chick-fil-A’s connection lagging. I had no idea what he was talking about. Kaitlin insisted that it was probably just his computer since Chick-fil-A didn’t offer a wireless connection… He wasn’t convinced.

“When you have thousands of minutes of lag every day, it’s definitely not your computer,” he argued. I started paying more attention to the inside of the store. Some of the employees were cleaning the tables. We had already been waiting there for several hours – from sometime in the morning until evening. An elderly couple went inside; the door was unlocked. A couple more people went inside and sat down. Out of curiosity, I joined these people inside the store. We sat down at tables inside, and one of the employees informed us that he would get everything outside ready for us to start. I stood at the window and stared at Nicole. I couldn’t remember if she had her phone… The guy from Dreamviews saw me first and ran inside. I couldn’t see Nicole anymore.

I did a WBTB. As I lay in bed about to go back to sleep I had every intention of having a lucid dream and completing the Task of the Month of controling the elements. That positive thinking paid off.

Lucid Dream:

I was looking out over Lake Powell. It was dusk and the lake was mostly in shadows. I already knew I was dreaming. I wanted a better view of the lake so I made my vision rise (I say this because I was not aware of my body or myself flying). In the past I have often had difficulty viewing an area as I flew upward. But I felt very pleased the lake stayed very clear and in focus as my view of it changed. Soon I had a great view of the South end of the Lake. I could see Lone Rock, Wahweap, and Castle Rock.

I remembered that I was going to do the Task of the Month. The Task is to control 2 of the 4 elements. I wanted to control water and fire, but I also wanted to try to do air. I looked at the lake and knew it would be good for the controlling water part. But suddenly I really wanted to do air first. I had wanted to try to form a tornado. And then I looked again at the lake and wondered what it would be like to make a tornado and then set it down on the water and see if I could then form a water spout.

So I concentrated on a place above Wahweap Bay. I made a tornado. It was a little hard to see, but I knew it was there. I carefully lowered it down onto the surface of the water. At first I didn't see anything happen. Then I saw the surface of the water start to move in a circular pattern. Then I saw this large area of water lift and spin up into the air. And then suddenly there was a very large water spout swirling and spinning way up into the air.

I felt proud of myself and considered that a success. I then took myself down to the ground and decided to start a fire with my mind. I had done that several times before and knew that I would have no problem with it. I saw that I was standing next to a stone cabin. There was a clump of dead grass in front of me. I figured that that would be a good place for a fire. I looked at the grass and willed a fire to start. Then I remembered that it was so much easier if I pointed my finger at it while I concentrated. I lifted my finger and instantly the little grass clump ignited. I just stood there for a time and watched the fire burn until the grass was completely consumed by the fire.

I wanted to do more, but at this point my dream ended.

4SEP210
Dreamed that we had two additional children (twins, boy and girl) for a total of three. I wasn't in the Delivary room which was odd, when I went to look at them at the hospital they were not there and everyone thought I was crazy. Time seemed to be set in the 1930's post depression. I was wearing an average suit and the other men in the waiting room were too, complete with fedora. I felt odd, and very out of place but knew I was supposed to be there.

27SEP2010
Having dream flashes. Some are just on the verge of memory and I wonder if it could be due in part to the TBI. Not bad dreams from what I understand just dreams. No more esoteric dreams that I can remember. Have figured out that dragonflies and crows/ravens are anchors for key events and pivot points for me. Crows only when dragon flies are out of season. Left work early today and a dragonfly was the first thing I saw as I walked out the door. Good sign.

06Aug2011
Met my Guardian (The being from my Jacob's ladder dream) for the second time. He talked to me at length about who I am and what I do in the astral realm. He told me a great deal. I am evidently 8 feet tall, insanely muscled and faster than any snake. I wear dreadfully robust armor with a gorgett collar; one spaulder and one paulderon; a massive sword; dusky feathered wings; a tattered cloak which he said I refuse to mend; heavy leather boots; and to top it all off a breast plate with a white raven on a branch backed by a silver moon. OR I appear as a Soldier with a constantly changing uniform. He said it was that of all American Soldiers for the entirety of America's history. Not a general or an officer's uniform, just a soldier. He told me it was due to my constant adaptability in the astral realm. He said the other but lesser seen uniform was that of black leather or fabric padded armor, with thieves tools and a shoots wrapped around my head. He said this outfit I would hand paint to match my surroundings when we went on scouting missions. I never let my face be seen or take it off until I woke from the dream. Which was a good thing he said. He was very instructive. He explained to me how each piece of armor got on my body. The shoulder guards from the hulking form were from physical instances in the real world, the wings from a battle in the astral realm, the breast plate from another astral battle, the sword the same, the boots from a remembered incident of my childhood. He told me the battles names but there is no way I could translate the names into something readable. It sounded like Chinese and Italian with Russian over tones. It was hard to remember even the sounds. I asked him to say them again, but gave up at my fourth attempt to say one. He's a very astute and patient being, reading his praises over my shoulder no doubt. I must remember to thank him for all he's done next time I'm in the dreamscape. in any case his face constantly shifted so I could never really tell what he looked like. It was a constant blurring effect that reminded me most of a rippling puddle.

NSFW! MATURE THEMES! Okay, I warned you, fair and square.


So I had this dream last night, I don't remember much of it anymore because I waited too long to log it. But RCS was with me, and we were just sort of touching, and I started getting more and more turned on. Eventually he slid into me and was touching me at the same time. I was getting really, really into it, but then I remember B(M) and stop it, even though I definitely do not want to. We (RCS and I) walk around somewhere together, and I start touching myself, partly because I'm so horny I almost have to, and partly because I'm hoping it will turn him on so we start again.

Anyway... that's probably the most sexual dream I've ever had in my whole life. I really enjoyed it, haha. I hope this isn't too inappropriate for DreamViews, I guess I'm not sure what the rules are regarding that.

Evolventity's Dream

September 04, 2011

(Regular Dream) | Fell asleep by 3:30AM, woke up at 7:40AM.
-I'm near the apartment garbage bin on the left side of the complex. It's bigger than usual and has items all about the area, outside of the bins. Large amounts of 'junk' are dispersed at certain times. I'm walking through the garbage and all the 'good stuff' is gone. According to the others currently present, there is a group of people who swipe it all out for themselves.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm sitting on top of a hill. It's like the patch of grass between McDonalds and the neighboring house, except it's raised high and there is a field replacing the house. Iv* is with me and my heart is fastening, thumping. I tell him I don't feel panicked, so this is very weird. I like it though, because I am not overwhelmed with fear like a regular panic attack would involve.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I see an old friend Di* who's inside my apartment as I'm looking in through the backyard window. He is talking with some girls.

(Regular Dream)
-I'm riding my bike in the complex. Another guy is there with his bike and requests to see my license plate. He is a friend, so I let him. He takes off and speeds around the corner on the sidewalk near McDonalds. He passes a fence and falls to the ground as I tackle him. I grab the plate and yell something about the foster system. I notice some army authority figures showing up and directing me to stop walking away. I play it off, talking and walking, as if I can't hear them. The dream glitches and I exit the fence as it's closing two times. I'm stopped and taken back inside. I have to be a soldier now. (Skip) A female soldier is mad and is throwing chickens out of a building through a window. When each chicken lands, han dies. When one lands near other chickens, they all die. There were about 10 chickens thrown and many others that died near their death landings. (Skip) My sister J* and I are standing behind the wall nearest our apartment door. The crazy killing soldier lady is on the other side trying to throw chickens at us when looking into the hallway.

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

Just fragments tonight, but I'll post them anyway. Sorry I'm so late posting, I'm aware that the first 28th attempt is already posted. >_>

1st fragment: I was playing a broken Minecraft adventure map, and after reading many complaints on the forums about how the map was poorly drawn and upside down and all that, I played it anyway. I glanced at a yellowed, ink-drawn map with some villages and towns marked as circles at several times throughout the dream. The dream fragment ends when I am sneaking around a dock and examining a boring ship, preparing for a voyage, from around a building.

2nd fragment: I was at an airport parking lot at dawn. I had been in this exact setting before, on vacation. I walked up to the typical reflection of a bored, unenthusiastic, minimum wage, college-aged teenager at a ticket booth. He wore a Lowe's Uniform. I was about to pay a ticket, but then I was shocked into lucidity. It was so ungraceful I almost tipped over.
Sadly, my first thought was how lightly I was sleeping. I could start to feel the pillow under my shoulders. Focus... focus...
My eyes, in waking life, opened. After several attempts to DEILD, I decided I was too awake to fall asleep again.

So I finally had my second sort of lucid dream. I realized I was dreaming and pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth like they tell you to, to make sure you don't woke up. I told my friend that we were dreaming, but I don't remember what happened after that, and I lost lucidity.

I was in my room on the floor by my closet using my laptop. Tons of pop up ads and viruses were showing up on my screen. I tried to open malwarebytes but it wouldn't let me. I turned on my mom's laptop but the same thing happened. It was very frustrating.

September 4, 2011

Non-lucid

I am staying in a hotel with my family and friends. It's a fancy place, with cheerful yellow lighting and expensive decorations, and is located at some sort of popular tourist destination. During the day we explore outside in a series of stone tunnels and caves. The atmosphere is dark and gloomy, with fetid pools of water everywhere. For a while I run around catching fish in a net, seeing how many I can collect. Then I run into a trio of undead skeleton creatures. Draped across their bones is blue goo clothing, and their eyes are glowing red. One of them is clearly the leader, and arrogant to a fault. He boasts to me about how powerful it is, and then begins a fight. I jump onto a flatdeck trailer and battle him. I take out the other two less powerful ones easily, but this one is a little more difficult. I manage to win by tricking him into setting himself on fire, and then continue the tour with my family.

Non-lucid

There is a large white house sitting at the end of a once-shady lane of trees. The leaves are beginning to fall off of them, and a feeling of nostalgia and deja vu washes over me.

27th attempt Chicken Itza , DebraJane, Refugee.

Just woke it is 6:51 am.

I was in a refugee camp and trucks were going passed to close to the tiny tent I was sleeping in,

I kept pocking my head out.

Finally, i pocked my head out and my sleeping tent was loaded on a long trailer, low to the grownd, being pulled by a big lorry.

Then my lorry took the high road while the war lorries peeled off and went down an off ramp to another highway.

I was ok with that and pulled my head back in to my sleeping tent and went back to sleep.

This may have been a recurring dream last night because woke three times it it was foremost in my memory.

The pealing off (just now) reminded me of a Youtube i watched before sleeping (about midnight). I will post this.and the Youtube on my “sync thread“ when i get to Netzone Internet Cafe later to day.

Insideout emailled me about being my dream partner at Chicken Itza.

28th attempt Chicken Itza , DebraJane, Refugee.

Just woke it is 6:51 am.

I was in a refugee camp and trucks were going passed to close to the tiny tent I was sleeping in,

I kept pocking my head out.

Finally, i pocked my head out and my sleeping tent was loaded on a long trailer, low to the grownd, being pulled by a big lorry.

Then my lorry took the high road while the war lorries peeled off and went down an off ramp to another highway.

I was ok with that and pulled my head back in to my sleeping tent and went back to sleep.

This may have been a recurring dream last night because woke three times it it was foremost in my memory.

The pealing off (just now) reminded me of a Youtube i watched before sleeping (about midnight). I will post this.and the Youtube on my “sync thread“ when i get to Netzone Internet Cafe later to day.

Insideout emailled me about being my dream partner at Chicken Itza.