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Sep 7 2018

First dream of night: I'm at childhood home. I'm younger, I think. There is a party or gathering coming up, and we're discussing it in the backyard. My mom wants us (fiance and I) to wear a giant Barney suit. We tentatively agree. I try on the suit and can't fit the headpiece on. It's a rectangular oblong plasic open box (thinka tupperware container, but oblong. It was in no way the appropriate size for my head. On the two, I think there was a felt cap or something (driveR). I think the torso had a separate piece from the legs for the costume. After trying the headpiece on without the tupperware "structural mask", mI found that I could shift my focus and see myself in 3rd person (still non-lucid). I remember it looked nothing like a Barney head or any formed animal costume head for that matter; instead it was like a purple ghost outfit (i.e. loose draped rag with eye holes).

The dream shifts and we're all in a parking lot. My mom's request for us to work during the party has come up, but it turns out she wants us to work for 5 hours each. I say that's bullshit, she wsays "well you agreed, you just idn't specify timeframe or current ball timeframe". We were in some kind of parking lot, I was in a white van I believe. I was trying to pull out of the spot and around the corner. I fought with my momm about this and eventually resigned us completely from doing the ball.

Before getting in the van I believe, I was walking around a version of the parking a lot that was fused with my backyard. Off towards the far right/forward corner of the yard, there's a system of roots that went on for a few fet in either direction. I didn't realize, but some of them are completely rotten. I step over them and they collapse, while the healthy parts remain intact. The rotten roots fall away into a large grave-sized hole.

The dream shifts and I'm inside the house, in a false version of my room. My fiance is there with me, but is playing the role of a sister (posibly step sister or family friend, it was vague). The mood was fierce and rebellious. We are talking about how best to approach the Barney situation and my dad ends up walking around the corner. He has a few guys with him and he cracks some inappropriate jokes, and some of the guys with him say some stuff that's way out of line. My zipper is down. Before this my "sister" and I were watching TV or in the kitchen.

Dream fragment about "how to meet your heroes" or something similar.

Edit: In the main dream, I remember at multiple points having to swat away both lovebugs and wasps.



*Note: Seems like in my dreams, I usually get in huge fights with my mom (way more intense than anything ever IWL), and my dad is always laid back (innappropriately so).

I start this dream off in a rather strange place. It looks to be my sister deon's place but it is all big and not right. I'm in a dark area but I can see orange light coming in from another room. There were pillars or tall dark things around like they were holding up something and I was at on of them. I was using a hand help phone and there were people there. They were my friends who I play games with. They wanted me to play with them so I joined up. I spawn in with a group of 6 people and each had their own personally made avatars. They looked like Final fantasy characters. One was a fairy with white wings who wore a sparkly pink dress and she was hovering next to a short green Orc. I was little old me and didn't see the rest of the players. Before we knew it we were plunged into a dark room and was filled with things that wanted us dead. We ended up having to scatter as a rotor blade swung down from above, nearly hitting the orc. I ducked just as an axe swung at me from the left then red hot laser shoot up from the ground. We managed to escape that room just before the doors closed. Now we are in some kind of arena where people were watching and cheering at us. The place was lively and had sand on the ground. Some gates opened up and two vicious 6 feet tall dogs came barreling out like hungry beasts, snarling and spit flinging into the air from its mouth. The fairy screams and fly up high as the Orc charged at it with it's hammer. The leader of the group who looked like cloud tried to call him back but he was two reckless and the beast swung its paw at him, swatting him away like a tiny fly into the stadiums. He went flying through the wall that collapsed onto him. "Damn it!" The merciless beast charged forwards and as it did so I can see someone on top of it. It was a blue colored robot who had an axe in his hand and tried to decapitate me but I ducked and he missed wildly. Cloud order the fairy to use her magic to teleport us out of her but she detested that it was a one time use spell and was not ready to use it yet. Cloud waited until the beast charged him then right as it got to him, he slid under the beast, cutting its legs with his giant sword. The beast cried out in agony and collapsed, throwing the rider off and he went tumbling across the arena and out of sight. We tried to see if we can find him but was couldn't and we left that place.

As we were heading to the next area cloud was looking angrily at fairy who flew over to me to avoid him. She said something to me but I forgot what it was.


Now the dream shifts and I'm back at my sister's weird house and I see cloud over in another room, talking to fairy about her actions and are to listen to orders. After that the orc came up to them and told them to both cut it out and that we need to get out of this dangerous place. So we make it into another place and there are platforms here. There is a key on the otherside and the key will help us escape out of here and get a power up and a rez potion. The fairy tried to fly across but turrets ascended from above and she dodged just in time just as a red hot bolt zipped past her, singing one of her wings. She flew into cloud, who put her up on his shoulder. "hold on tight." He dashed forwards, yelling for the rest of us to come on and hurry. Fast moving platforms, turrets and no way to see God knows what else that awaits us? "oh that is real smart to rush ahead like that.! I shouted. Cloud points behind me and I see crisscross lasers coming and fast! I bolted ahead just at the laser caught the heel of my shoe. I was careful not to knock anyone off into the bottomless hole below us and brought up the rare of the group. Then I seen that the platforms where moving closer and closer together and realized that there were walls here that were closing in and we were almost there. Cloud and fiery made it and, the orc and the newly revealed avatar Fox made it out and I did too, just barely getting my foot through the walls as they slammed shut. "is every one ok?" Everyone nodded. As I walked ahead with cloud and fairy the Orc and fox sat down to rest up abit. Suddenly a wall rose up from the ground, cutting them off from us. "Shit!" Cloud ran and tried to put his sword in between the wall and the ceiling but it was too late. it slammed shut, separated us from the other two. I can hear them on the other side yelling and pounding on the wall, trying to get back with us. Cloud turned to fairy. "Drop the portal. Now!" She used her want to open a vortex on the wall. As she was doing that, a blue and white gun rose up and shot her as she was doing that, and she ended up on the other side of the wall with Orc and Fox. I hear a metallic laugh coming from behind us. I turned around and seen a hologram pop up. A blue transformer appeared on it with a white door on it chest. The image was all fuzzy and glitchy. Cloud shot at it before he can say anything, burning out the device and sending it careening across the room.

"Soundwave..." Cloud said softly. As we were messing around, the room began to slowly formed and change. Now we are in some kind of control room and I am only with cloud. "what happened? He asked. "I don't know, the place just transformed." I said. I began to feel uneasy since we are no down to three people but felt secure around Cloud. There was a tall old school looking panal that was connected to the ceiling and it was facing away from us. As I studied it I saw two figures materialize in front of it. They were facing towards me but the panel blocked them from seeing me. One was white and the other was blue. it was soundwave! The one tried to decapitate me at the arena. It's him! I aimed and shot the panel they were at and it exploded, send soundwave crashing into the white one who I now see as Megatron. Megatron charge at Cloud who was ready for him and monkey flipped him into a pile of boxes. I started to go help but the was cut off when sound wave lunged at me, pinning me to the ground. He was massive. " I have had enough of you." he said in a monotonic metallic voice that seemed to sing. He wrapped his arms around me and started to squeeze me and as he did that, I felt his body getting all hot. I was kicking and yelling over at cloud but he was too occupied with Megatron. I felt sometime on my stomach and saw that it was his buttons. "Yuck!" I kicked him in them and I heard him make a sound. I saw a sudden white flash in my right eye ans then pain. He must have head butted me or something because next thing I know; I'm on the ground with him upon me, struggling to get free. Soundwave laughed at me not being able to get free and shoved my fave up against his glass chest.

I had a horrid image of my skin getting stuck to his hot chest when I pull away and for some reason I thought that'd it'd be a good idea to tell him this. "Don't get hot!" Some strange rap music that I am familiar with began to play.

I knew it was all over.

Next thing I know I'm back at my Sisters house again and the group was too. I saw cloud with Orc and fairy laughing about something and went intoanother game. I tried to join up with them but was having problems.
I got kicked out due to an error which I was glad about since it got me away fro Soundwave burning me but pissed at the same time since they were waiting on me. I texted them, saying I couldn't get in since it was passworded. They sent me the pass but it was hard to type on the phone. I told them to go ahead without me and I'll join up later. I continued to have issues until my sister actually came and I gave her the phone so that she can put the pass in since I know dreams will not let you type so easily, lol.

I was in a formal dress at a big meeting where there were rows and rows of seats. I don't remember anything about the meeting except that this was one of my dreams where languages kind of mixed randomly and people would switch between Korean, English and Spanish with no rhyme or reason.

After the meeting a shady looking white guy in a trench coat asked me if I would hand over an "item" to one of my Korean friends for him. I don't really know what was going through my head but I agreed and took some weird black package he had stuffed in his trench coat. I found my old friend in the hallway outside the room where the meeting was held. We said hi and stuff, and suddenly he showed me a big open envelope for me to put the package in. I understood the gesture despite him not saying anything, and I attempted to put the item in the envelope. I was a little clumsy, though, and I fumbled with the package and then dropped it on the ground. When I went to pick it up some government officials, who were big men in suits wearing sunglasses, introduced themselves to us and then told us in English that they knew what we were doing (funny because I still didn't really know what I was doing) and that we would need to come with them. My Korean friend deliberately only spoke Korean to them and eventually they gave up on talking to him, but they took me into a dark room with a single spotlight over an interview table.

They started asking me for my name and identification papers (I didn't have whatever those were supposed to be), and they interrogated me about the package. I woke up before we really got started though. Or maybe my recall just fades off at that point. I'm not really sure.

Sep 6 2018

Not enough sleep. Have been having to work late.

First dream segment. There's a guy with a giant (2x2 or 3x3 inch) black square earring. The place is like a video gaming convention, and it's sort of simultaneously indoors and outdoors. I'm maybe drunk or something, I remember talking to a lot of DCs. At one point, I lean over the edge of a display to the concealed camera section (used to record the event or maybe for use with some kind of Kinect-like game) and I say something like "you can't stay here/keep playing forever". I think at some point, coworker A shows up and accompanies me and my group of DCs.

In the next segment, we're on the road with my mom. She's driving us somewhere, an old vacation home maybe, telling embarassing stories. Coworker A is in the backseat driver side, I'm passenger side. There are other DCs shotgun and middle backseet. We talk about various things, such as A being a bartender at a restaurant I used to work at. The subject moves to "romance" novels written by women. Eventually my mom puts an audiobook on or maybe reads aloud a passage, and everyone critiques it harshly, but halfway through I realize due to some turns of phrase and nicknames used that she must have written it. I feel guilt but don't say anything. We pass a couple of very shallow interstate exits (an interesting feature that's kind of hard to describe, but I know it when I see it -- possible dreamsign). Eventually we arrive at our destination.

I'm now in a house, it's an old vacation home I used to visit, but not with my mom. I think in the dream, the other DCs were my "real" brothers, and somehow my mom was a step or non-biological mother; the general feeling was that I had some long-forgotten history that I was reviving. After walking around the house for a bit and looking at different things, I came across some large scrolls! They were proably 2 feet long (including handles and such) and reminded me of a Torah scroll, but less formal looking. When I unrolled one, I could see that the letters were a mix of Chinese symbols (although I interpreted them as Japanes kanji and understood them) with smaller Hebrew and latin characters mixed in and surrounding them. The text was distinctly red. Everything in the scrolls made complete sense to me, and I talked them over excitedly with my brothers for a long time. This was what was meant for my life. My mom was in the kitchen or somewhere else; I could tell that she was happy for me, but at the same time sad that I was so excited about a life besides the one she had given me. Coworker A is in the house but not near and my brothers, off in the kitchen maybe.

I'm arriving at a football game with my friends. We have to walk through several hallways and down some stairs to get to the main area. On the stairs, I see a friend heading in the other direction. I say hi before moving on. When I reach the main area, I wait for everyone else to catch up, but someone else starts getting rowdy with me eventually leading to some playful fighting. Everyone watching is cheering us on, and when we're finished, the crowd claps. Feeling pumped now, I'm ready to get to the game, but 4 girls stop me. They seem to be working at the football game as security or just customer reps, but they tell me that if I'm staying the night here ( I guess the stadium has a hotel?) I can't anymore due to the fighting that happened. For whatever reason, I start to get aggressive and argue with them. I tell them that I wasn't the one who started it but they aren't changing their mind. I start throwing hands, knocking several of them down and grabbing the last one by the back of their neck. I forcibly walk through the stadium to an opening that leads directly out to the field. The game has already started with players on the field. I float out over the field with the girl still in my grasp. I start shouting something and throw her to the side. It's at this pint that I start to become lucid. I drop to the ground and run towards the wall at the far end of the stadium. I jump perfectly on to the high wall, landing on the top, before descending over the other side. I start to repeat to myself that I am dreaming as I look at my surroundings. I'm in a wilderness area with fields of grass and trees out in the distance as well as a rocky hill. I head towards the hill in hopes of flying. As I reach the hill. I realize it's very rocky, and I have to boulder hop to get to the top. My lucidity begins to fade, so I try bringing it back by focusing on reality checks and my senses. I plug my nose feeling air still moving in and out and also push fingers through my other hand. I remember my intention to talk to my subconscious and go to sit down on a ledge nearby. Before I even call out to the dream to talk, a bald girl wearing a hoodie is standing next to me. I don't think that this is my subconscious for real, but being only semi-lucid, I don't think much of it. The dream ends soon after.

I'm going on a road trip with some friends for a birthday celebration for one of them. We leave my house and are headed for some place in the mountains. We are taking 2 cars. I'm driving the first one with someone else in the other.

Fragment dream that leads into the second dream I had afterwards.

The Bully Boyfriend

I was in a school that I didn’t recognize, but I didn’t really care to look around since I felt kind of scared and uncomfortable so I stayed in the classroom. There were at least six or seven other girls with me which made me feel a bit better. We talked about basically anything. Then one of the girls giggled and started to talk about a guy in our school that was really hot and popular. AND cool. The other girls quickly joined the topic and added even more to this list of how awesome that guy was. I knew very well who he was and felt the scary and uncomfortable feeling increase out of nowhere. Suddenly, like lightning followed by the thunder, the door slams open.
A tall guy with brown hair and blue eyes stares at me. Behind stands three other guys waiting. The girls were screaming with excitement and everyone was sitting down on the floor. Forming a circle. I was not sure what was going on but it kind of freaked me out. I got this burning feeling on me like someone was staring, as I looked up from the floor my eyes met with his. That scary guy from before. The other girls were trying really hard to get his attention but failed. These kind of meetings with the other students happened everyday during school. But between classes as the guys were older than us girls. Soon that scary guy tried to make it clear for everyone that I was his girlfriend… which I hadn’t agreed on. But I didn't dare to say anything since the guy had a really bad reputation as he would beat the shit out of you if he didn't get the things he wanted.

The girls were really jealous and tried their best to make us break up. Once someone had eaten all the special food for those with allergies and such. I was really upset since I was so hungry and skipped the school’s lunch. But “my boyfriend” heard about it and scolded the girls who did it. Then he tried to buy some food to give me but I didn’t wanted it. Another time the girls and I were in the classroom playing truth or dare and drinking soda. Then one of the girls who was obsessed with “my boyfriend” dared me to throw ice cold coke on him. I was cool with that and walked outside to the school’s yard and found him fighting with another guy. The guy he was trying to beat was way taller and bigger. All “my boyfriend” did was provoking him and tried to watch out for the punches. At first I was so pissed at this and was walking towards to crowed of people prepared with the glass of coke in my hand. The ice cubes were clinging as I came closer. But as soon as I overheard the guys and realized why “my boyfriend” was fighting I stopped. He was just trying so hard to protect me from other people trying to cause me any harm. Stunned I slowly turned around and walked away. The other girls were looking at me and shaking their heads.
The girl that was obsessed with “my boyfriend” marched over and grabbed my arm so aggressively so the coke flew out of the glass. The girl scolded me for not breaking up even though I didn’t like him. I didn’t know anymore, what I felt or anything about my thoughts of him. He wasn't that very bad as a person after all. She suddenly went quiet which caused me to look up from the ground. “My boyfriend” was standing there with a huge stain of coke on his t-shirt. His eyes looked so sad but only for a second before they changed. His stare was cold as ice and it kind of freaked me out. As he clenched the jaw he glanced at us with fury. I tried to reach out to him but I felt so ashamed and a tear was slowly trying to escape.

He pushed away the obsessed girl so she almost fell and strode away.

Non-dream stuff - woke up at around 8:30 with the normal alarm but still fell asleep and woke up again about 2 hours later. Some non-lucid dream fragments from both awakenings persisted.

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Fragment:
I was in a mountainous area, and there was a town or something. There were rocky overhangs and the landscape looked like something I'd only see in games in general; the stone was mostly all like limestone, which reminds me now of an area in Dark Souls III. It was a bright and clear day.

I remember fighting some sort of blue dragon, not unlike some of the Rathians in Monster Hunter. It got tired or was scared off and flew away eventually.

Fragment:
I remember briefly a subway train station, similar to the last one I've dreamt of, but in no particular way other than how it felt; the lighting was perhaps a bit dim, like the other one. Then a train was arriving and it looked full-ish on some carriages and there were plenty of people on the platform; but I chose to go to a carriage that was not as close to me and it was much emptier.

The seats were in groups of 5, with their backs toward the windows. The seats were low and sort of cushioned. I was about to sit down when a woman on this row of seats said to me "could you please not sit down on these two", gesticulating at the particular seats; so I sat on the 2nd seat of the row, and she was sat on the 4th. She said something like "I'm sorry" and "... my assessment ...", the implication being it was some sort of benefits assessment. Somehow I knew she had children though they were certainly not here. I'm sure the train had set off at this point but I don't remember noises, come to think of it.

Fragment:
I was in some version or another of World of Warcraft and I was in a player group. The group consisted solely of my character, which name I don't remember reading, and another player/character whose character name was simply "Marshal". My character was a warrior, and the other player was another plate-wearing class, maybe a paladin; both characters were human.

We entered an Arathi Basin battleground together, but a lot of it looked subtly different; I remember both me and the other guy had full grand marshal equipment (which is the highest PvP rank for the Alliance faction), and I had two of the great-swords. We went separate ways but I sort of patrolled on my mount around the central blacksmith (which in the dream was more like a lumber mill) and the gold mine.

Oddly enough, despite being in a battleground, I don't remember seeing any enemies, though I know that our team was fighting some on the other side of the map.

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Some notes:

• Subway train stations are one of my most obvious dreamsigns, but I always seem to miss them. Part of it is because I don't expect them to come up, even though they are fairly common, but another part of it is that whenever they do show up, I had not set any sort of intention to recognise them as a dream-sign. They are a dead giveaway of the dream-state these days because I don't use the subway where I live (because there isn't one).
• I can't remember what the woman in the train looked like exactly; but she looked local to where I live. I remember feeling sorry or perhaps worried for her. Recently a friend of ours had an appointment for an assessment for benefits, so perhaps part of the context here is because of that.
• I haven't played WoW in quite a while now, and truthfully I don't think I will play it much more in the future; but I played the older versions a lot when I was younger and my dreams about the game are invariably about some sort of nostalgic feeling of those old times.
• I never attained the highest PvP rank in the classic game, but my eldest sibling nearly did.

I'm pretty sure I was lucid this past week, but only briefly and I don't have time to search for where I wrote it down as it's the first week of classes. :/

Last night, I was on a public balcony/observation deck that overlooked the ocean with my mom and possibly one or both of my siblings. There were some enormous ocean waves going on, and some even spilled over the top of the balcony. However, despite my anxiety, we kept sitting there and chatting for some reason.

Finally, one giant wave started heading towards us. It was terrifying...And then I woke up.

For whatever reason, enormous waves tend to be a recurring motif for me in my dreams...

I appear to be coming outside from school and I became lucid. I look around it was bright sunny out and decided to explore. For some reason I felt like this was my old middle school and I roam around climbing on top of the building and being on the roof. I had a desire to find my brother in this dream so I begin to look for him. I then notice while on the roof that he was on the far right building across from me.

I jump from the roof with the attempt to fly to him. But it didn't happen, instead I landed on the ground hard but I wasn't hurt. I then see my brother on ground and we begin walking while talking. We started to walk to this big house that look fairly expensive. I saw his friends come from inside it and walk passed us. I waved my hand at them as my brother and I enter the place.

We walk all around the area talking about all sorts of stuff like tv shows we use to watch and how some of his roommates rooms were a messed or what they didn't like to do in the morning. We then soon made it to the balcony and I could tell my time was running low. I turn around and look at him and said I have a question for you. I slide open the door so we could stand outside as it was night now. I look at him and said are you my brother from the future, the person I met when I was 14.

He tells me no and we both talk about his life while laughing about some of the stuff he has done. I wake up shortly after.

I'm in a large bathroom with a friend when we start to play a game resembling basketball, but we're playing with a soccer ball and trying to dunk it into a toilet. I feel confident with my dribbling abilities and easily move around him to score a first point. Same thing happens with the second point as well. After scoring this one, however, another friend joins the game against me so it becomes a 2 on 1. It is more difficult to get around them to score, but I find a way and get a third and fourth point. On the fourth point, I'm super pumped up and slam the basketball into the toilet causing a huge splash to get all over the floor. I tell them that I'll find a mop and go to look for one. We are now in a large open gym, and I find a squeegee broom laying against the wall. I return to the splash to start cleaning when a janitor comes over. He mumbles to himself and says "what the hell is this?" not to anyone in particular. Listening carefully, I start to catch on to what he's upset about. It sounds like water is running underneath the floor from a broken pipe or something. A little later, I'm waiting in line at school to ask about one of my classes, but it looks like this line is for food. I go up anyway and ask if they can answer my question. The lady says something like "just relax", and brings out a pitcher full of an orange drink. I assume that it's alcoholic mixed with pulpy orange juice, and sure enough, tastes like it when I take a drink.

Sep 5 2018

I'm in the front yard of my childhood home. It's dark out, a long while before dawn. My parents are there (we're all sitting on ice chests or plastic/yard chairs, I can't remember seeing them) and we're preparing for a party or get-together of some kind. The song "Sweet Child of Mine" is playing, and for some reason I have to learn the solo (I know it vaguely from playing it IWL in high school). This could be from the fact that my parents always wanted me to play guitar at family gatherings and I always hated it. I wrote down something like "just...play it" in my DJ but don't remember the significance. For some reason my high school girlfriend who I dated for like 3 weeks was going to be there, and I remember her name in loopy script. Can't remember if I wrote it or someone else did.

Very vague dream fragment in a restaurant. After that, a vivid dream where I'm on the patio/balcony of my current apartment. I had a "profound sense of acceptance" to quote my DJ.

I woke up around 5am into pretty good paralysis and decided to try a quick WILD attempt (my fiance gets up at 5:30am). Unfortunately my dog got up, flapped his ears loudly, and sat right on my arms/chest, which pulled me out if it. I lay awake for the remaining time and let my fiance sleep, but I heard some weird soft sighing. At first I thought it was her, but as she was leaving I brought it up and she said she heard it too. The only rational explanation is that it was our dog, but it sounded like a human female...

I walked the dog and looked at the stars, pushing my alarm back a little and resolving to get lucid.

In my next dream, I'm on a computer and for some reason I have to download a set of 128 bit pixel smileys. They're coming from a website called Jered/Jerek's World, or Site. The smileys are crude in an "early internet" kind of way. One of them was a picture of exaggerated red lips, another is more orange and is laughing, and my fiance laughs at them. I open up the windows search bar and paste what I had, into the search. It pastes the words "Jerek's World", and as I read the words in my head, the desktop background starts alternating between some tiled images, one tan one saying Jerek/Jered's Site and another grey one saying "Jerek's Billion Dollar Software Company". They transitioned in horizontal and vertical screen wipes.

Next, I'm in a long kitchen stretching out maybe 10 feet to the left and 20 to the right. I'm not aware of anything behind me, but I understand that in front of me past an archway is the living room. I'm standing at the sink, looking for something or someone. Possibly my fiance is there. I was just walking around with a Brita pitcher, and now I see that there's a second, rounder one on the counter. I try to find the lid for it and I see it's in the sink, but the inside of it is covered with a greasy layer of spaghetti sauce.

In my next dream, my boss's boss is giving advice on business lunches, i.e. where to take clients. She suggests some other restaurant, but her favorite is the hotel restaurant. She hands it over to a younger guy who looks annoyed and seems to be a drier, more monotone version of a WL coworker. The room is tinged with blue lighting. He hands out a textbook. We're going to go on a business lunch with him, which he's not pleased about. I pull my phone out and subtly try to voice-record him, but no such luck. I end up taking notes on paper and draw a vivid picture of lips (was one of the smileys). I think at this point I was trying to record my dreams in-dream! Should capitalize on this. I woke with slight headache.



*Note: Analyzing my dreamsigns from the entries I've posted on DV, I think I can safely say my strongest ones are a) childhood home b) fiance c) family members. Hopefully I can add trying to dream journal as a new one, we'll see if it keeps manifesting.

I was getting dressed to go on a roadtrip with my family. I had Niagara Falls in my mind as I was putting on my clothes. As I walked out the door I saw my family leave without me. Guess I took too long to get dressed. I turned around and got worried I may have been locked out of the house. I realized my key was still in my bedroom. The front door had double doors. One was locked, one was left open a bit but was locked. I was able to get in because someone failed to close the door all the way. I was about to close the door and go back to my room, but then I saw a bunch of vehicles park in our driveway and yard and even overflow down the road a bit. I went back outside to see what was going on. I saw Donald Trump in a semi-truck. I walked up to the truck and he climbed out. I shook his hand and said it was a pleasure to meet Mr. Trump. He told me I won first prize in a giveaway and that I could choose one of two prizes. $30,000 cash or all of the vehicles in sight. He then proceeded to give me a tour. There were at least 10 semis, some snowmobiles, an ATV, some small motorized bikes, some cars, etc. I was very impressed, but I could not decide which prize I wanted. I mean sure the vehicles have a much much higher value and can be sold to make a huge profit, but I'd still have to store them and sell them in the meantime.

I decided on the lump sum of cash. Donald Trump was not impressed. I said I really wanted an ATV, but perhaps I can get one another day, or even purchase it with the cash on hand. He took me back to his truck where he looked for two pieces of paper to hand to me. They were red and real long. I did find them. I opened them up and they had a bunch numbers like bank account, SSN, etc. They looked more like contracts than deposit slips or checks. I shook Donald Trump's hand and referred to him again as Mr. Trump. I noticed his son Don Jr. was also present and shook his hand awkwardly referring to him also as Mr. Trump. I went back inside the house as all the trucks departed. As I closed the door I heard someone else entering from a side door. I quickly worried that I was being robbed and that they somehow knew I was a prize winner. I went upstairs, hid the papers in a cabinet that held an ironing board (Who would look there?), and faced the stranger downstairs. As I descended the stairs I wondered why I didn't grab my bat from my bedroom to use for self defense when suddenly I found myself confronting the stranger. She seemed to be a mix between black and Hispanic and appeared to be a few months pregnant, just enough for the baby bump to show. She had a friend of hers with her. She seemed surprised to see me, but quickly maintained her composure.

I asked her what she was doing in the house and told her she didn't belong here. She told me she was a tenant and got frustrated that she would be accused of anything but that. I then desired to call my parents who own the house, but the dream ended before I could.

For the record the house in the dream was a combo of the current house and my childhood home. The driveway was a large horseshoe, and the front doors being double doors mirrors the current house more than the previous. The iron closet is of the current house, but the house layout was of the prior house.

Morning of September 5, 2018. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,888-02/03 (two dreams). Optimized 2 min 15 sec read.



In the first part of my dream, I get out of bed to go into a different room. (My dreaming experience lacks the dynamics of a false awakening). I am aware of Zsuzsanna, but there are also a few unknown people sleeping in the immediate area, yet I do not perceive them as intruders.

My dream self perceives the unfamiliar setting as our present home. I look at a different bed in a well-lit room. Two Ragdoll cats are sleeping near its corner where the walls meet. One is ours; the other belongs to Zsuzsanna's sister. I think the cats are finally used to each other. The darker one gets up and moves to the opposite end of the bed.

I notice my youngest daughter on the floor. She is only about one year old. At first, I am concerned. I go to her, but she seems okay. I notice blue veins on her face, but she is cheerful. I ask the cats if she had fallen off the bed, anticipating a spoken answer, but there is no reply.

My dream fades, though I eventually enter another one. This time I am in the Cubitis house's living room. I do not recall that I had not lived there since 1978. It seems to be morning now.

I go to a fictitious entrance in the middle of the east living room wall. Farther to the east, from the doorway, I see that clouds are close to the ground, creating a virtual horizon at about where the railroad tracks would have been. I consider this incredibly strange. My youngest daughter is present again, though now about three years old. I tell her, "Look, the sky has fallen." I do not believe that the sky has "fallen." I only say this to pique her curiosity. She seems cheerful and wants to see. Still, I think something inexplicable is going on.

I am aware of my father being in the southwest bedroom. (I do not recall he had died when I was in my teens, long before I came to Australia to marry. I have no recall of my mother.) Suddenly, through the curtains, I see that the area where the clouds had been is blue sky. It is suddenly brighter, like a curtain rising from the false horizon. However, I am aware it means all the clouds in the region had suddenly come together to go higher in the sky to form a tornado. It will likely come straight toward our home.

Something unusual happens, as a thread of metacognitive awareness of recently working on a compilation of January 1970 dreams becomes the focus. It changes the outcome of this dream that otherwise anticipates a vestibular phasing response.

It causes my dream to model my experience from January 1970. Instead of a threat, the scenario resets to where I am looking at the "same" clouds near the ground. An angel with large white wings appears in the distance, hovering in the air in a standing position. She is wearing white and will probably give me a gift.

A dove flies into my hands, giving me the strong impression that the angel had transformed into it (somatosensory phasing). As I look down, as it settles into the palms of my hands while facing right, it is almost like a fuzzy pastel painting expressing peace and beauty as I slowly wake.

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Date of Dream: TUE 4 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 415 - Separated Sections

Dream 415 A - Reflection In The Mirror (Lucid Dream 26)
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in an unknown room that had features of some small living room. There was a huge antique mirror filling up the whole space of a wall; I walked up to the mirror and had a look through it. Strangely enough though, I didn’t see my own reflection.

Rather, through the mirror, I saw 18-Volt sitting in a dark maroon coloured leather armchair with a notepad on his lap. I decided for a while just to keep looking into the mirror and to quietly observe what he was doing. The armchair was positioned sideways to the mirror, so I could see what he was actually writing on the notepad! He had an underlined title written at the top which said “How To Hold Her In An Elevator”. This time also, he had his own unique handwriting, although I can’t describe how it looked.

Under that, he had all these words and phrases scattered all over the page. Some I can remember were “gentle”, “stay calm”, “she’s scared”, “hold her tight” and “not touching the ground”. Then in the bottom right hand corner of the page, he also drew a fairly detailed diagram of how he was going to hold me, although I couldn’t see his hands anywhere on that diagram. But then it wasn’t of the whole figure, rather it was a drawing from the bust-line of 18-Volt and up. I was drawn to be on the right side of him (left if it were from his view perspective), clawing both my hands onto the back of his right (left) shoulder as the rest of me dangled off the front of his body. I was wearing my summer school dress.

Then all of sudden, this sense of awareness kicked into me and I was thinking to myself, “Wait a minute… Why am I seeing 18-Volt in the mirror rather than myself?”. But in the actual dream, I was silent as I thought this. Then I actually spoke, I gasped and then said to myself in a shocked but amazed tone, “I’m actually dreaming!”. I tried calling out through the mirror to see if 18-Volt would hear me. I said, “Take me!”, nothing happened and rather, 18-Volt was continuing to write words and phrases on his notepad. I started to perceive this invisible energy that gave me the feeling that he wasn’t ready to take me yet.

Despite my perception of the energy, I kept going, “Take me!”, hoping that something would change and he would notice me. After trying a few times at the mirror, I then looked back into the version of the living room that I was in and yelled “Take me!” a few more times. And then I left the living room and ended up in this area with two lifts in it. I looked upwards at the two doors in terror but had a rather enthusiastic tone when I yelled “Take me!” a few more times. After this, the dream ended.

Dream 415 B - Bad Boys
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was in this completely unknown outdoor area, it felt like it was near some sort of major freeway. In fact, this dream is very blurry in my memory. The only thing I can recall is that RK and BK weren’t very nice to me at all and they would actually take every opportunity they could in order to ditch me and exclude me from their company. That’s all I can remember.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 415: Results (Competition #7)

415 A
Competition Night: 3
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

415 B
Competition Night: 3
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 23.0
Calculation Details:
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: 18-Volt in NL section (0.5)
- Reality Check Caused Lucidity: Who's that in the mirror? (5.0)
- First Lucid of The Night (10.0)
- Was Introduced via DILD (5.0)
- WBTB Included (2.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 1.5
Total Accumulated Points: 24.5



It was interesting how dream 415 A came about. I had yet to have a dream where 18-Volt would take me for lift use practise and the 10th is approaching very fast. Still, I don't know when this interview thing is happening, so hopefully I still have some time up my sleeves. I was going absolutely bonkers because I wasn't getting a dream even though I was writing like mad, executing suggestion and visualisation techniques in my book. So then I started to write a letter... I was going stir-crazy and so I also decided to write a direct-specific letter to my primary dream guide Dreamy WB, suggesting that she would go and see 18-Volt herself behind the scenes and figure out what was going on. There were some dreams in the early hours of the morning that I couldn't recall after waking. It's when I woke up at 5:30 AM and then fell back asleep at 6:30 AM when the dream came on. I certainly wasn't expecting to become lucid so that was a nice surprise.

What amazes me is the depth of content in Dream 415 A. It felt so powerful to see 18-Volt through the mirror, doing such a thing. I mean, he could have easily been doing it in the same room but the to be on the opposite side of the mirror adds this whole new sense of mystery and a new level of inter-dimensional exploration. Some of the phrases he wrote on the notepad, I had mentioned in my letters and others, I think, may be from Dreamy WB's behind the scene instructions. And then that drawing... It's hard to believe he would have such exquisite drawing skills. He actually drew himself and then also drew me in the dress you see me wearing in my profile picture... It wasn't just a rough sketch either, it looked like something that would be drawn by a graphic designer. Come to think of it, maybe he only drew how he would anticipate me holding onto him... The phrases were maybe how he was going to direct himself at the actual time of the task.

So whereas I was expecting to have had two exposures with 18-Volt by now, I have had none. I hope the Awareness Behind The Dream picks itself up and gets moving!