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I was on a large piece of landmass (I could see the map). I wanted to hike towards an island/peninsula, where there was a gate to another world. The gate connected to another peninsula (connected to another large landmass) called 'Omphalos island'. My dad thought this was a bit extreme, as it was quite far.

I looked up what 'Omphalos' means. Looks like it has significance in ancient Greek mythology.

Closing the computer around 7.

(ZZZ)

A lot of vague parts in the beginning. Something with my mom and some nature trip thing. Something with a bug?

Something with the names of countries. And needing a special note book to be a writer. One with thin lines but then to write each letter 2 lines tall, and leave one line between. Something with name countries. one country was name Patrick. It had to do with Africa.

I remember my mom working under some kind of window panel thing. I wanted to erase or clean the windows but it was under copyright.

Maybe something similar to Super Mario 64? For some reason I can remember that now.

Something with N M, R K, and some Pea Protein jug I won in a competition. The freshness seal looked funny. I wanted to keep the protein but there was something weird about it.

I remember cutting my hair, then being in a panic. I had cut it un-evenly. I didn't want to cut that much because I wanted my hair to cover my ears. This way I could wear ear plugs any where and hide them under my hair. I was looking in the mirror, horrified, wondering how to fix it. Then, I hoped it was a dream. It turned out it was and the dream shifted, giving me a second chance. I even remember adjusting my head angle in the mirror, to see if it fit.

Something with designing some computer program on Game Boy DS. Something with someone named Drew. A Nintendo DS building with a black material on the outside similar to DS product. A R saying how he used it to make his design. Had to be on Drew's mail relay.

I woke up directly from one scene but these were hard to remember. Probably due to being first round of dreams. I could tell there were so much more details.

Back to bed...

(ZZZ)

Round 2 of dreams was an RBFA. This has been going on for a few nights now. I hope it gets better and I start re-remembering the details from round 2 of dreams.

There was something with a class room setting. And a heavy person in the desks. He was mad about something. Maybe some thing with R K.

I do remember waking up really groggy and I kept visualizing that I was filling out a form. Then I would try to think of details and go back to filling out the form in my mind. I didn't wake up directly from the dream and it was difficult to recall so (notWUDD-2).

(ZZZ)

I fell back to sleep for round 3 of dreams. This round was my best recall of the night even though it, too, was groggy. I was groggy during recall tonight. I don't know what to attribute it to.

First thing I remember is R M asking me how to lose weight. The Grey Sheet program came to mind. A S was already on it. So I was excited to tell R M about it. I forgot some other parts of that scene. But I remember I flew somewhere.

Next thing I remember is something in my Nana's room. J S was taking Xanax and 5 to 10 times the serving size. Then we were at a beach and he was talking to a woman like N. I felt bad because she didn't know he was on drugs. But he probably was sounding very "smooth" due to the drugs, temporarily. I remember they were over by the water.

Then I remember a part with these stair climber elliptical machines. There were sandals on the foot pedals of one. I was showing a woman how to use it. We also talked about nutrition. Something about a protein serving and a fat serving at each meal. I wasn't sure how to distribute the quantity. One option was a certain protein quantity and a certain quantity of peanut butter.

Then I remember another dream with pea protein. I had sent in an e-mail asking for a quality check on my current jug of pea protein. They sent me a new jug which felt like a totally different texture. It was much finer. I scooped it with my black cup measure like I use in waking life.

Then I was talking with some guys about the morning routine. They said how they go for a run then drink a coffee and sit on the toilet. Then they imitated fart noises, demonstrating what happened when they sat on the toilet with a coffee. Kinda funny.

One guy was from another country. There was a mirror in the bathroom stall. He was saying how he got in trouble in private school or something like that. Another foreign person, maybe African, was saying how he could have made millions of dollars on his online selling business if only he had slightly reduced his prices.

In the next scene I remember, I was preparing to have a Pokemon battle in my room. 3 Pokemon were going to come up to fight my Pokemon. Their group had an Exeggutor, another one I forgot, and a very intimidating water/dragon/ice legendary. I was mainly worried about the water/dragon/ice legendary. On my team, I know I had Arcanine. I forgot the rest. I might have actually been in the fight myself.

When the Pokemon eventually arrived up in my room to battle, I hid behind my bed. But then I got up and started giving everyone a hug. I hugged the Exeggutor. It became more like a giant Epipremnum in a pot. I told the opponent Pokemon, "We're not battling yet. Lets hug first." So they just hugged before the battle began.

When the actual battle began it became a card game I was seeing from above. They had some kind of Spider card and another card with no HP. The Spider card attacked and I calculated that I could do 11,000 damage in return. It's max HP was 14,000 or sp. Then, their other card attacked. Its move was to roll a barrel and roll something else at the opponent. It only worked if they rotated their energy card 90 degrees. A grass energy. There were no numbers involved so I figure it was a one-hit K O. They won the game.

Then I was in super mario galaxy. Mario was training Little Wario on a space ship. Mario tried to jump to a little space ship with another Mario who had a glowing speech bubble thing above his head. But there was no where flat to land so he kept slipping off and falling into space.

After that I was Doug Funny from the show, "Doug." I was thinking about how to impress everyone at this event. Suddenly, I was at a white boxing ring. It was surrounded by people. Someone who looked like a side-character from "Doug" said he would be my opponent. I was nervous.

Luckily the scene shifted and I had a pool cue. So then I was supposed to shoot pool balls into this closet accross the room. Everyone was amazed. I think I aimed perfectly and knocked over bowling pins. Then I managed to make the ball bounce to the side and knock over shoes from a shelf.

Then the closet transformed and the pool cue thing went away and there were some women in the closet sitting down. One woman had these shoulder pad things removed. Well, they were like two bones that poked up beside her neck but came off. They were blended into her skin with some kind of putty. It was so another woman could wear them. I can't tell what purpose they would have served.

I needed the bathroom (in the dream) so I thought I would go up stairs. It would be less busy up there. I ran up the stairs instead of going up carefully, like I did in waking life that day. When I got up to my room the room I thought was a bathroom was a recording studio. 3 people were recording a song or pod cast thing while riding stationary bikes in there. It was supposed to be motivational. I remember when I opened the door, I closed it quickly, because the guy didn't have a shirt on.

When they finished, they came out of the recording studio. One of the guys was saying how his hip flexors were sore. I was glad to know an easy remedy for that. My hip flexors in the dream were a little sore, too. So I suggested that I could go get the foam roller. I would get it for him and return. He decided to come with me. Someone else was telling him, "Wait for your man," meaning me, the guy who would get him the foam roller.

Someone was loading a squat rack with 225 or 275. We ended up getting 25 pound plates instead of a foam roller.

While we were out looking for a foam roller we passed through this food court thing. I saw a guy doing 405 pound squats. He did each rep to varying depth. At first I thought it was no good due to the lack of depth but when I looked back he was doing them to parallel or lower. Also it looked like there were only weights on one side of the bar at first. I think there was a food court in the back ground. The background looked grey.

Then the guy I was with said, "WTF is that?" And I looked and saw some guys with helmets and big plastic noses. One had some clear bells or cups and he said he had to fill them with... poop? The other guy had the same types of cups or bells but they were a brilliant gold color. It had something to do with justice.

Right now as I write this I am getting glimpses of other dream details but only in a very vague way.

I recalled these once I woke up. I guess it was (notWUDD-4). Tonight I must have been sleeping more deeply because I didn't wake up directly from REM sleep as much.

(ZZZ)

Round 4 of dreams was RBFA. I re-remembered some, but not all.

The earliest thing I remember is being in a class room from my high school. It was S S D's class. J D was there and some other people. I was teaching them how to use the A C A Red Book. It was in a back pack. I think I was saying to live life a little bit without thinking of it, then read it and kind of reflect on the experiences in light of what the book said.

There was a part where a wealthy person had gone on a date. He wanted to send an e-mail to the person saying he enjoyed the date. He had his assistant write the e-mail. I remember carrying a computer screen down some stairs. Uncle J was at the next floor down. We talked a little. One of us had a sandwich.

In one dream scene I had a pair of boxers which I had attempted to hand wash. So, it was wet. I wanted to hang it somewhere to dry. I looked everywhere for a concealed place with some kind of rack, but couldn't find one. I explained my difficult to my room-mate. He said that there were places to hang wet clothes everywhere, and once I did the "spiritual work" I would be able to see them. I think what he meant was that I could hang them any where but it was my own judgment or modesty that made me think they needed a special place.

I remember a scene where I was writing in the bathroom, near the sink. At first I was using different Fii Write apps with lines accross the screen. Then I got a sheet of paper. I wanted to write my dream details because I thought I'd woken up. With the sheet of paper, I used a pencil, planning to erase the dream details once I was done because it was my dad's paper. I felt bad when the pencil wouldn't be fully erased. It left little faint copies of the words I had written. So i figured I would just write my whole dream on it any way.

There was something outside where my cousin J had quit drinking and smoking. Now she was saving lots of money. I was explaining the good news of this to her mom. There was water near by and a dock.

I remember another scene when I went to a restaurant to try to get a job. There was a Hispanic fellow that came up from down stairs to interview me. He was pretty harsh. I think he said it was clear I could not do this job.

The last scene I remember is of being at a cafeteria table with some friends. There were trays of food there. One of my friends was sitting right accross from the garbage can. I didn't think that was a good idea. I think they said I was making too big a deal out of it. I don't remember much about the scene but I think I was too tired and just sat with them anyway, even though it was near the garbage.

So, I woke up and recalled these. I think to make them "stick" in my head, I have to go over them 2-3 times and form a solid memory. If I just go over them once in my mind it won't be enough. So I couldn't re-remember as much of these dreams the next time I woke up. Also, I didn't wake up directly from REM on these, either. So it was (notWUDD-4).

(ZZZ)

After a little while, I fell back to sleep, and had more dreams. I remember being in a Mario game. It was like the castles in Super Mario World from Super Nintendo. I had some kind of cape power but I could also shoot green shells out in front of me. I got to one of those boxes on the ground that seemed to have some special item inside. So my plan was to shoot it with a shell to make the item come out. Well, I ended up hitting myself with the shell, and losing my power.

But then the game continued and I had another power. I could be partially see-through. I climbed this fence thing like in some Mario castles. I saw that in the background of the level there was some kind of gate. I phased through the fence and went along the Z-axis to go to that gate. (Normally, in Super Mario World, there was no Z-axis movement, only X (side to side) or Y (up and down.)) I flew over some lava but my flight couldn't take me all the way to the gate. The gate had some words on it which I forgot. Then the game ended.

In the next scene I can remember, I was in a town. On the side walk. I wanted to cross the street. There was a cross walk, but it was very faded. I started to walk accross it but then a car wanted to go. I stopped in the cross walk to let them go, but then they insisted that I go. As I continued walking I realized the cross walk was very faded and I didn't realize I had the right of way. Then I was walking down an exit ramp. It was very curvy with yellow on the side barriers. I wondered if I was supposed to be walking on an exit ramp like that. I was trying to call my dad, I think. I wondered what he would think of me walking there.

I remember a scene of being in my Nana's room. She was in her bed and I was sitting on the side. She was watching TV. I really wanted to watch channel 88. She wanted to watch something else. Eventually she gave in and flipped to channel 88. (I don't watch TV in waking life and have no clue what that corresponds to.) In the dream it was a news channel, not what I intended. There was some burning and carnage as if it was showing a war zone. I felt bad for insisting to watch channel 88. That wasn't what my Nana wanted to see either.

The last dream I could remember was of an A C A e-mail from L. He was saying that there was some kind of convention coming up. Or there had already been one. Another woman from A C A sent us all an e-mail of a video she did about A C A. L began to smooth-talk her, saying that they should go for coffee together, and discuss the video. Maybe he would include it in the next conference. I could tell it was mainly just to get her to go on a date with him though.

I recalled what I could of those. I think it was (notWUDD-3). So recall was definitely difficult tonight. I wonder if I adrenalized too much during the day or if it was just an off night. But I will try to see what I can do.

I stayed in bed until around 7:30, resting. I was mainly re-playing the dreams in my mind, as well as, having some other waking life related thoughts poke their way in.

I'm waking up a lot last few nights. So I thought maybe I'll get a lucid out of it.

I'm in something looking like a doctors office. But less formal. Maybe like some people getting together and one of them would do procedures. Like a tupperware party or something.

Some people are half naked. Person who does the procedures is kinda looking at me, if I want it done as well. But I'm just waiting for someone.

I look in the large mirror. I'm wearing a black t-shirt. I look at my face closely and I'm surprised that I don't see eyes. Then I look closer and I see that they are shut tight. I wonder how I see with eyes closed. I open them and I can see the same clear. That's when I become lucid. I look at the person and I'm thinking if I should go with the dream plot or do something else. I kinda want to see where will the dream take it next. As I'm thinking that, I feel my lucidity slipping and I wish it didn't.

Date of Dream: MON 11 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 353 - Tricky Circumstances

I don't remember much of this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown area with my mum and it was enrolment day for the Chisholm-LaTrobe degree. I was in the foyer and all I could see was lifts and so this concerned me. One of the Chisholm teachers KHa was there but I forgot what she said to my mum and I.

We were then outside and I made mention that I was not going in there without Dreamy WB. No matter what I did, I couldn't find her and she didn't appear in-dream on demand either. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)
- Decipher a solution to the maze of chambers (Achieved? No)



Dream 353: Results (Competition #4)
Competition Night: 10
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 56.5
Total Accumulated Points: 57.0

I've been trying to became lucid after last Wednesday, but these last days I've only recalled one or two normal dreams/night. Until today, when I finally became lucid. I got two normal dreams and three LDs. One dream was both. I also succeeded in a TOTM, the basic one about complimenting a DC. Here are my dreams:

Normal dream 1: I am cycling in my neighbourhood. I'm using my phone to watch YouTube videos at the same time. I don't remember what I was watching. There is a forest by the road. I see boys my age/older. I cycle the same route over and over again. The dream is foggy?? and I can't remember it fully.

Normal dream 2: I can't remember the start of the dream fully, but I was in some kind of ship and was in danger of bombs or something. We have to go to the deck or atleast somewhere up to escape the danger. I find my three cousins and my aunt from their room. The walls are red. I tell them that we need to go. My aunt and the oldest cousin come and my aunt is already rushing up. I tell my other younger cousins to hurry up. I'm scared of a bomb. They come and we go to the deck (different scene). I think that we're safe. We are in space/ a dark and purple void?? You can fall of easily, there's no fence or anything. It's hard to describe. I see another ship in the dark. I think we are going towards it. I realise that it's not safe after all, because that ship is our rival and whoever is commanding our ship wants to start fighting with it. The other ship has canyons. I almost go back inside to find a safer place. I don't want to fall into the void. I'm scared but calm myself by remindig that I can just wake up if something bad happens. I know it's a dream and became lucid.
Lucid dream 1 (DILD): I don't do a RC. I try to teleport to a safer place by closing my eyes and thinking of another place. First I think of my neighbourhood but decide that I don't want to go there and switch to my school. I wake up accidentally.

I stay still and imagine my school. Soon I'm inside a dream.
Lucid dream 2 (DEILD): I'm in the school yard. There are lots of people with dogs. I'm a little above them for some reason. In the dream I think that they are there because of a dream I just had, but it's not actually true. I remember wanting to compliment a DC because I have thought a lot about it when awake. I say (in Finnish) "Your dogs are nice and cute. Be proud of them." I said it to the crowd and not one DC. At first they didn't react at all and I became worried, but then they said "Thank you", as if they were just one DC. Then want to stabilize the dream. I forgot to do it in the beginning. I touch the ground (I'm not above the DCs anymore). It's sand. I take some of it and brush my hands against each other. The quality of the dream is kinda good, but not as great as last Wednesday. I wish it was better. I remember reading about how you are more likely to recall the dream in the morning if you try to remember things from the waking life. Or something like that. I remember my whole name. I try to remember things about last week, because a YouTuber had said it would be impossible in a dream. I remember that last week was the first free week after school ending and that I ate certain food. I don't think I could have remembered the food thing while awake... Then I look at the sky. Another Youtuber had said that it should look like a painting and I wanted to prove (to myself??) that my sky was normal. Well the sky isn't a painting but there's a message. It looks like it's written by hand. I'm afraid that it's something creepy. It's in English even though I speak Finnish. It said "Hey I'm the one reading your diary. -You" or something. It's clearly a direct message from my subconsciusness...It isn't as creepy as I thought it would be. Instead I find it super cool. The U in "You" was unfinished. I wake up.

I imagine the school again.
Lucid dream 3 (DEILD): I'm closer to the actual school than last dream. I'm flying. There's a stand and an old man. The stand is about a moth. It has a forest backround and pictures. I'm scared that it's something dangerous or creepy. The man shows me the moth. It's a green moth until you flip it and it's a blue btterfly. In the pictures it's only a blue moth. It's big. I don't fly away because I'm losing lucidity. The man convinces me that the moth is harmless and I let it fly to my chest. I don't control the dream enough and the dream unstabilizes. I wake up.

So those were my dreams last night. Now that I am awake I realised that the man in the last dream was in one of my nightmares... He had a stand (I hope it's the right word) in that dream too... That nightmare is in my DJ here if you're intrested. I need to talk to him next time I see him.

Morning of June 11, 2018. Monday.



In my dream, I become aware of how (as in reality) some workers are near our house early in the morning, working at building a new fence and possibly, at least eventually, taking down the old wooden fence on the west side of our backyard. Looking past the foot of our bed, Zsuzsanna not being present, I notice that the left end of the present wooden fence is incomplete and the vertical boards that are now about half the height of the rest of the fence have a splintered appearance.

I am holding onto our youngest cat, more to my left. I have a growing concern that I will be seen and my privacy invaded. Through the fence, I can see movement of one of the workers, though he does not look through the fence or notice me at any point. Each time that I consider getting out of bed, I decide not to, though the nature of my physicality seems somewhat strange, almost like a virtual rubber band in starting to get out of bed and absentmindedly being pulled back. For a short time, he is also seen above the shorter boards, yet does not look my way. Our old fence is apparently being taken down and I remain annoyed that I will be seen and likely imposed upon. My dream soon fades without incident.

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I have always found it amazing how RAS so often modulates the dream state to where it supersedes or otherwise distorts legitimate memories, which of course is proof that the non-lucid dream self usually lacks viable access to the unconscious mind (a truth that most people completely ignore in favor of the myth of “interpretation”).

This dream features the following typical factors that have remained consistent in my dreams for over fifty years:

The ambiguous awareness of simultaneously being inside and outside is a main factor here. That is, even though I am in bed, I can see the fence beyond the foot of our bed, with no awareness of the wall of our house being present in this line of sight. This is not only unrelated to the nature of waking consciousness, it is something that cannot even be perceived as such in waking consciousness.

I am in bed, which is a dream state indicator. That is, I am subliminally aware that I am asleep in reality. In my dream though, it is a single bed, which I do not contemplate as such. This is a result of my subliminal awareness that Zsuzsanna was awake in reality.

In the real world, regarding directional orientation, there is no fence a few feet beyond the foot of our bed, so this feature is inherently incorrect. (In reality, the implied fence of my dream is beyond the head of our bed and our kitchen is beyond the foot of our bed.)

Holding the cat (especially on my left, the direction of dream awareness orientation) has served in the past as a dream sign (even though we have pet cats in reality), though I am not viably lucid. A cat is a liminal space denizen and a “witness” to the nature of the dream state of which I had especially used as such in lucid dreams in childhood, such as “The Pink Triceratops”. This, and my lifelong knowledge of dream state autosymbolism, despite the fact that the event is also based on a literal focus in real time, can only designate a subtle level of non-lucid dream control.

A fence is an autosymbolic liminal space divider by way of typical RAS mediation. This means that it serves as the division between the dream self identity and the conscious self identity as well as the preconscious bulwark between the illusory dream state and legitimate waking life perception. RAS is personified here as the worker who may be taking down the fence, which is simply autosymbolism for the waking process.

So how did RAS mediate this fictitious experience into the dreaming and waking process? As already acknowledged, it borrowed directly from a vivid lucid dream from childhood (“The Pink Triceratops”), yet while allowing potential lucidity, I did not become lucid. Additionally, it ambiguously combined my Cubitis bedroom orientation from one time period (inclusive of 1978, where it was before my move to Wisconsin) when my bed was against the southwest corner of my room, as well as integrating the Loomis Street house’s fence (both oriented north from my dream self’s liminal perception). Even as a result of this ambiguous composite false memory, I did not become lucid, which was likely by subliminal choice due to the nature of activity in my actual environment, though outside (as RAS functions as a survival mechanism and biologically integrated environmental factors into my dream).

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Every detail of this dream has been accounted for and fully explained. Thank you for reading.

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This was a dream from early in the night, which may explain some of the peculiarities. I—and I may or may not have been me—mention some ongoing problem to my mother—who definitely wasn’t my actual mother. Neither of us actually seem to be represented visually in the dream: I perceive her as a powerful and protective energy, and I am observing somewhere from outside of the “I” character—I guess whom I also recognize by ‘feel’. The only clear imagery from this part I can recall is the setting—the basement of my old house in M---.

I guess I was just complaining about it, but she takes it as a call to action and immediately sets to work. She first does something to me to keep me from interfering in any way—like an abstract version of shutting me up in a room. It had been a problem that I considered tough and protracted—I can’t remember any more about it than that—but she takes care of it with astonishing ease. And then she lets me go.

But I manage to get into some kind of trouble again not long after that—in a forest, almost falling into a freezing-cold river I don’t see because of the snow covering it. Fortunately, she comes along and is able to get me somewhere safer, but I can’t convince her I’m not getting into dangerous situations in purpose, and so she does the shutting-in-room thing again.

9.6.18

Created Sunday 10 June 2018

Don't have much but fragments to go by...

Scrap Group 1
Law and Order dream, an episode from around the late 90's.

Assisting in setting up a big picnic?

Hokuto no Ken related dream. Raoh seeks out an artifact that would further legitimize his hold over the land. Later, one of his generals takes over new lands by shrewd diplomacy rather than open warfare. The tyrant doesn't approve.

In a school, again through some absurd bureaucratic mistake. Didn't have anywhere near enough time to get through all of my classes.

Created Sunday 10 June 2018

Got scraps and a DILD to note. There was certainly more to all of these, though my lingering around in the morning made me forget much of that.

Scrap Group 1
Listening to high quality rips. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Dream 1 - Hauntings and Helpers

Scene 1 - Ordinary Sonic Elevator Ride
The visuals were dim. Spectator mode. This took place in a dark, derelict building complex. Wandering inside were Samus (adorned in an executive dress colored similarly to her armor) and Princess Peach. Eerie noises reverberated around them, sounding closer as time went on. Panicked, the two hide in a ruined elevator.

Just then, a distinctive sound cue played: Sonic.EXE was coming. The desperate Nintendo ladies mash on the lift's controls. This only leads to catastrophe. Several components fell off of the rickety device. Before long, the elevator detaches from its pulley, and crashes into the depths. Both women were left mortally wounded as a result. During the fall, I was given some perspective of their experience. Cut.

Scene 2 - Haunted Apartment Escape
The visuals were dim. I was exploring within a dilapidated apartment. It became abundantly clear this place was haunted, what with possessed objects and demonic shadows closing in from everywhere in sight. The only escape, it seemed, was through good old fashioned video-game-esque platforming. Indeed, there were plenty of exits from which was accessible only by climbing and jumping on or over ledges/stairway/piles of furniture. Many passageways were dead ends, and plenty of others were hidden. At times, I'd encounter a friend or family member, though circumstances quickly forced us apart. Eventually, I make it out of this mess alive and well. Several unknown transitions until below.

Scene 3 - Magic Mundane Help
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in within a second story apartment building, an urban area visible from under a snowless, winter evening sky. I open the window and start arranging drapes, when, from a building across the street, a neighbor, some dark haired guy, calls out to me. "Watch out for the lamp!", he yelled. I hold on to the drapes in confusion. "The lamp!", he repeated. "The lamp!" That's when I noticed a lamp already falling out the window froma nearby dresser. Luckily, I caught it at the nick of time. Somehow, this sparks instant lucidity.

My "neighbor" then yelled various requests of me, asking that I'd go over there to help. So, I floated right out the window and to his room. This left the man, and his nearby wife, a middle aged Cuban (identified later by her accent) lady with dirty blonde hair, in stunned disbelief. Anyway, the guy asked me to get him something he called "shoulder ointment". From thin air, I pulled out a tube of what I thought was such, but was really just toothpaste. So, I tried again, this time getting ointment. It seemed the man was more satisfied with the former, claiming that a good brush of his teeth would do the trick. From my end, it seemed he was unnerved at my powers, and wanted me out.

The man's wife then asked me to get her an extra-loopy crazy straw, of which was to replace a broken straw on a novelty drink hat of hers. Mmhmm. I conjure the item without a hitch, and helped attach it to said hat. As a test, the woman drank from a soda can, which, intriguingly enough, flowed within the clear straw as a perfect rainbow.

After that, I flew out to a long balcony on the nearest tall building. After some consideration, I tried changing into the Spellforged Guardian form via vibration. My skin quickly assumed a dull iron tone. After further concentration, iridescence radiated an inch or so from my body. Unfortunately, the dream collapsed before I could test anything.

Scrap Group 2
Watching the cold opening of a movie. In a downtown office building, two co-workers, a man and a woman, were taking a ride down an elevator. They were assaulted by a notorious terrorist, a man with a dapper Fawkes-esque facial hair. Rewind. I now had the office guy's role. When the criminal arrived again, he tossed a bomb in the lift. The ensuing explosion launched the elevator all the way across a building a block away, the woman and I somehow remaining intact. I tried keeping hold of an upper corner, thinking this might give me a chance to survive. But, constant tumbling kept me from maintaining stability, not to mention doubts of living through the landing.

A lot of cool battle dreams and creatures in my dreams tonight as well as a character-assisted LD + dream food moment.



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(ZZZ)

I woke up an hour or 2 after laying down and used the rest room. Fell back to sleep easily.

(ZZZ)

Round 1 of dreams was very interesting. I had more stuff in the beginning I forgot.

My first memory of it was going along B Avenue. And something about setting it up for someone or myself that every day they would get the same food. Same flavor, same quantity. The goal of that was that there would never be any excitement or anticipation. They would know what was coming and just be able to eat it. There was some kind of protein like tuna and some kind of vegetable or fruit, I think.

During that part, I remember trying to park my car in this parking lot. I had 2 cars. I was trying to get parking spots for both. One, was a kind I wanted to back into, so that I'd be able to pull out easier later. There was a cornered spot blocked out by lines that I almost tried parking in. 'Whoops!' I said. 'Not that one.'

Then I vaguely remember some parts with my cousin J, Nana, other relatives, maybe M R, Aunt C, Aunt B, maybe dad or Uncle C.. Maybe sister. Not sure exactly. Smething with a library.

I remember walking by this thing, I forgot what it was. Maybe a carnival kind of thing but not really. Anyway I saw J R and he was off to the side. Preparing for something.

Eventually we all got to a point where we were about to face off against some knights from a castle or something like that. Only, we had no preparation. I was like, "You want us to fight them with spears? Without having given us any spear training?" Our general seemed to think that we should just be able to use a spear without any preparation. I was so scared to get hurt.

I remember some drawings of a castle. And some print on it. I tried erasing it to buy time. The print was in ink and got a little dimmer but didn't fully go away. I tried to cross out the last few words, which we jumbled. That didn't work and they ended up asking me to remove some of the cross outs because I had ventured into crossing out non-jumbled words.

Eventually, it was time for the enemies to come. We stood ready. I was going to be one of the first fighters. At first I thought it would be one fight at a time. And I wanted to escape the other way and avoid any fights. But I was in the first group.

Six enemies appeared. When I looked closer, they were 3 to 5 Transmetal Tarantulas, and 1 to 3 of these other red and black characters. They were meant to be "demons". That made it a little easier for me than just knights. I instinctively started blasting energy balls at them and numbers appeared on them, showing damage. Then I rushed them and was able to deal 3 digits worth of damage with each hit, destroying them quickly. I was relieved at how easy it was. I felt myself operating a video game controller.

The Tarantulas were able to wrap around me and bind me. It didn't do any damage, just held me in place. I tried to shake the joy stick and mash the buttons to get out. Eventually I was able to kick one off the level, since we were near the edge. I saw that my character was Black Arachnia from beast wars. The Tarantulas had got me to a point where I fell off the level. But then I re-spanwed on a part that I would inevitably fall again from. This repeated a few times until I scrambled back up onto solid ground.

I defeated some more of the "enemies" until they were all gone. I was really happy with my fighting skills. I flew up to the ceiling and waited. I noticed N P and another woman setting up some black tape, dangling from a ceiling beam. That was their part in the battle. They were on the enemy team. I flew over and cut up the tape. Turned out it was too soon. I had ruined all their work before it was ready. We had to re-start. More Transmetal Tarantulas appeared.

**BTW I don’t mean Tarantulas like the spider. I mean the Beast Wars character. It is a humanoid robot who can transform into a robotic spider thing. But I was battling it in its humanoid robot form.

I am not sure if anything else happened. I was getting one memory of an earlier scene but it is too vague. I don't remember if I WUDD (woke up directly from dream) or it took some time. But the difficulty of remembering them was a little higher. So... nWUDD-2?

Back to bed! I think for the rest of the night I will try to hold the dreams in my head, until morning.

(ZZZ)

I had another cool round of dreams that I will type even though its not morning yet. I might have even had a round 2 of dreams, RBFA, and then had round 3 here. I'm not sure.

My earliest memory of it involved a woman walking down the street. I wanted to join her. Something about a pharmacy. There was a big Rite Aid pharmcy thing with big red trapezoid logos over the top of the brown building. I felt like we were in that town in waking life. I wanted to walk with her. She seemed to like me. There was a lot more even earlier that I forgot! I think I rmemeber being in a food store with her.

I remember we got into a restaurant. At first we sat in a booth in the corner. But then, because it was slow, we moved over to a circular table in the middle of the restaurant. Eating with various people. I went back to the booth to check where our desserts were. They had started clearing the table, so one plate of one brown dessert was stacked on top of another plate of some white and brown striped tubular desserts, like long canolis. One was crushed under the plate but one was in tact.

I remember the waitress came by and I said that we were still eating here but had just moved temporarily to the middle table. But we wanted both tables. She said it was okay.

I remember some religious people talking. It made me angry to hear the religious stuff. One woman on the far right had a halo thing with flower petals. White. She was saying some kind of doubt. Another woman came along and tried to stop her from saying any doubts. She had a halo with yellow flower petal things. I was annoyed because she wasn't letter her think for herself.

Then the actor from Transformers, S B, had another circular thing but this time it was different. It showed some kind of diagram. He was saying how there was a two thousand foot tall nuclear B in England. I started to panic, too. 'Why am I watching the news?!' I thought. He went on to show Depth Charge and Optimal Optimus. And how he was going to create a new Transformers movie to help save the world.

I was surprised to see Depth Charge in it. My favorite character. It showed D C up close, at the bottom of the ocean. Then, a train coming in a tunnel. D C blasted the train with his hand cannons. When the train was close enough, he jumped to the side and let it go by. Instead of going by, the train stopped. A predacon pretending to be a maximal poked his head out the door. "Depth Charge! Come on in!"

It looked like Depth Charge fell for it. He went into the train. The predacon guy led him to a statis pod urgently, telling him to get in there to be healed. I knew that it was a trap. And Depth Charge would be locked in the statis pod and harmed or just trapped. Luckily, Depth Charge caught on to this, too. It showed his arm raising up and then he used his hand cannon to propel his elbow to elbow the guy behind him really hard, sending him flying. Good move. Two more predacons appeared to fight but Depth Charge defeated them.

Tarantulas appeared again. Only this time, Tarantulas voice was coming from a flat, rectangular centipede thing with lots of legs. Like a mix of a scorpion, a centipede and the shape of a dollar bill. Blue body and orange legs. Anyway it was in that moment that I thought it might be a dream because this character was so surreal and out of the normal character convention of Beast Wars. However, I didn't become lucid. Even if I did, I was just watching from outside.

I think Depth Charge moved on a little. But eventually I was just imagining what would happen if Rampage came along and fought Depth Charge. I think I had partially woken up but instead of going right to recall, I laid there imagining the next scenario. Of Rampage and Depth Charge fighting.

Eventually I was in another dream. It was a cartoon of some kids who wanted to play with Pokemon. Or it was something saying the original episodes of Pokemon aired in 2004. And it showed the cartoons. The kids were colored in yellow. It showed 2 kids out playing but their parents wanted them to go home and eat dinner, so they could do their homework before bed. So the parents called out something that would make them want dinner. It showed a picture of a waffle with some berries on top and the kids started to want to head home.

It also showed another yellow person (cartoon) in the water swimming. He had on no clothes. He swam along and said something. I forgot what it was.

One last thing I remember was walking around a house, thinking of Rocket Power. And thinking of the characters objecting to homework. I wanted to make a comic where the kids had to go to school all day and it showed them sitting around doing speech bubbles but with complex mathemetical equations in the speech bubbles.

I did not recall directly at the end of the dream because I laid there thinking about "Homework. Bummer, dude." In a Rocket Power voice before I noticed I had woke up from dreams. So it was (notWUDD-3).

Now, I typed it and hopefully will get back to sleep easily. I would have let myself RBFA but I felt restless.

(ZZZ)

It took a little while but I managed to fall asleep again. And I slept pretty well. But woke up with no dreams. There was one thought in my mind from a dream that I can't re-remember now.

(ZZZ)

I stayed still and fell to sleep again. This time I had a bunch of dreams.

In the first dream I remember, I was in a doctor's office. At the medical plaza near the food store. Where I went as a kid. I remember comforting some kids there. And drawing some kind of outer space picture with crayons or markers. I remember using the color blue. I was visualizing being in space as I fell asleep.

I was downstairs laying on the fold out bed. Sharing on a phone meeting. I remember feeling like I wasn't saying much. I heard my sister come down the stairs. She was singing. It was like an opera voice. I told the people on the phone listening that I would have to go.

There was one lucid part when P S, J R and S H, (some friends from middle and high school), were sitting out in the street, indian style. Facing the buildings on one side of the road. I joined them. One of them passed me a coffee cake. "Quick! Eat it!" they said. "It's because the universe loves you!" The words 'lucid dream' came to my mind. I guess it was a character-assisted lucid dream. I ate the dessert food and it was delicious. I also quickly passed some to the person to my right because I really wanted them to have some too. I'm so glad I remembered that.

In another dream there was a pushy woman at the end of a W A meeting. She was demanding some information for a conference. I think the moderator asked her to wait. I remember walking with her around and up some stairs. I vaguely remember the building, but can't describe it. There was a cube with a screen on it, in the air. It had some statistics or information on it. Maybe part of her work. I continued to walk with her up some stairs.

I remember seeing my reflection. In the dream it looked like I hadn't cut my hair in 5 years. I spun my head back and forth to whip it around. When I looked again, my hair was puffed out even wider than my shoulders. It was so cool!

We were near an elevator. There was a digital scale on the floor. I wanted to weigh myself. Not sure why. I stepped on and it was skewed. "How do I zero it?" I asked. Then a little button appeared with the number zero near it. I pressed that with my toe and more seemingly random numbers appeared. Also, it showed a globe, and a number like, "088,855,888" which I think was indicating a number of people. Also, to zero the scale, it did something with an exponent raised to the negative third power.

Then there was something with W S (an actor) and some kind of re-birthing thing. His body was put in space or something in this chamber for re-birthing. And then it would be stronger. I remember some golden fluid around his body but not much else.

The surreal stuff continued. There was a character with a really cool helmet. He was floating through the water in this easter-egg shell thing that opened and closed. I think it was orange or pink. He had other humans in there with him but they didn't have helmets. He kept saying something like, "The world! The world! The world!" Unfortunately I don't remember the exact phrase. But it was cool.

Then I remember flying around my Nana's back yard. There was some kind of green gunk on some of the white siding on her house. I flew above the sliding door over her kitchen and ran my finger along a thin white panel thing. A bunch of green algae stuff came off. I felt a sense of wanting to clean the whole thing.

Next I remember being at my college house. I was brushing my teeth. I remember being in the kitchen. There was a sink disposal thing and a lot of yucky food in the sink. Also yucky food on the floor. I wanted to pick it up and throw in the garbage. I remember something with R K near the paper towel dispenser. He didn't like how it was positioned right above the garbage, because the roll had fallen out, and fallen into the garbage.

I remember a part with Vegeta. Someone was training Vegeta. Trying to challenge him to fly up 10,000 feet. He seemed hesitant to go that high without a parachute, in case he lost energy and started falling to the ground. There was a big body of water near by and some mountain ridges they were on. There was also something about flying on someone else's back.

In the body of water I started to notice this giant cone shaped creature. It was several hundred feet tall and had thousands of worm shaped heads poking out from every spot. It reminded me of some kind of alien from Animorphs. It was dark blue. It just kept going back and forth along the body of water it inhabited.

I remember being Marco from Animorphs. I wanted to morph into an eagle or similar bird to fly up high. I think I flew into the water. Then I felt the big cone creature coming near, even though I had no eye sight. So, I quickly swam up out of the water. Transitioning from swimming under water to flying above the surface was simple and I got onto dry land. I wondered how intelligent the thousand headed cone creature was. 'If it is intelligent, what did it think of a human morphing into an eagle?' I thought.

That part faded out a little and then I was flying around some more. I remember hearing a religious extremist guy talking. I forgot what he said. I saw a lap top screen and tried to press some buttons. And the legs of a tall chair maybe. The scenery started to take the shape of the upstairs of my current house. I think I woke up directly from that part.

I would say this was kind of difficult to recall. Mainly because it was a lot of RBFA and going back to sleep again. So once it was all done, I had to really dig to get those memories back. Luckily, I got most of them. The first scene with the doctors office I remembered better the first time. So I'd rate it WUDD-3.

I laid back down to think them through. My body felt heavy and I thought I might sleep again. However, I did not sleep again. So I went to start the day.

Morning of June 8, 2018. Friday.



This dream’s theme has been so common throughout my life, I typically only make a minor note of it, though I write with more detail when interesting factors or features are present. I am walking through an unknown and unfamiliar neighborhood. An unfamiliar male is walking with me to my left. He is about twenty years of age. I find interest in wanting to take a shortcut through a large old building that seems to be a college. The building is on a corner. The public is not allowed to enter but I think about ways I could see more of the interesting building. Another building nearby has a similar essence. I see one man present near a window.

The other male and I turn to walk down an alley. I can see the back of the first building, now to my right as we walk through the alley, and I find a strong interest in its design, pointing out the features to the other male.

We continue to walk and find ourselves needing to go through various buildings in order to get where we are going. We go out through a window and end up outside for a short time, but somehow end up back inside a different building. Some of the apartments are clean, others slightly cluttered. Most rooms are absent of other people.

I walk through an unfamiliar apartment. There are mostly open areas to my left. I walk past a young unfamiliar female cooking food in her kitchen, with the next open area to my left being a boy’s bedroom with a boy sitting on the bed reading. I apologize to the two people for intruding and saying that I had to come this way because of taking a wrong shortcut somewhere. They do not seem annoyed. Of course, the boy and the bed are the last feature in my dream, representing the subliminal awareness of being asleep, though my conscious self’s memory is otherwise not extant at any point.

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Morning of June 10, 2018. Sunday.



This dream utilizes a very unusual level of integrated non-lucid dream control where I am aware of the nature of the autosymbolism as relevant to vestibular system correlation. This term even occurs to me in my dream. It is seemingly a deliberate dream experiment that results in a new experience with vestibular system correlation. Still, I do not consider how illogical it is.

Zsuzsanna seems to be ahead of me as we travel over a very narrow mountain road. Originally, it seems we were in a car, though that changes. As I slide over the road in darkness in the middle segment of my dream, my sense of touch is amplified as I feel myself move along on my stomach on the road, yet with no sense of friction. It is a very curious perception and heightened tangibility, though probably includes association with the liminal knowledge that vehicles in dreams typically represent an autosymbolic extension of the physical body. The thickness of the road only seems about an inch, but is very high in the mountains. There is a very deep valley far below, yet I do not consider that I might fall even as I reach each curve. I maneuver very well.

I have no trouble holding onto each edge of the road on each side of me as I move along through the mountain range, with no contemplation of how the road is staying up. Although it seems like a great challenge, my path is effortless, and I comment to Zsuzsanna about the road’s dynamics.

There is a point where I am aware I am dreaming in the last segment as well as realizing it had been non-lucid dream control and deliberate experimentation with the dream state. There is even a supposed section that needs to be linked to the previous section. It involves looking at the foot of our bed and seeing a white cloth object that is somewhat like an oversized pom pom, which is supposed to be autosymbolism for the end of the road trip, the road ending near the head of our bed, but of a somewhat abstract change.

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Having a greatly enhanced sense of touch and movement in some dream sequences that have little or no imagery has been very common since childhood.

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Date of Dream: SUN 10 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 352 - Separated Sections

Dream 352 A - Broken Figurines
I don't remember much of this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown area. I was holding a plastic figurine of Murray from his Sly 2/3 appearance. It didn't take much as he broke and shattered everywhere and I was now just holding a rough back portion of him. I then went up to my mum and like a little child, I said, “It's broken”. I forgot how she reacted.

There was then this area and there were millions of figurines from the Sly franchise lying around the place. All the four characters were included; Sly, Bentley, Murray and Carmelita. I was looking around for a replacement for Murray. There were figurines of all his appearances from all the games but I was having a hard time finding the one I wanted. I eventually found one that resembled the previous one that broke. Just as I was about to pick it up, the dream ended.

Dream 352 B - Appointment With An Immunologist (Lucid Dream 19)
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at a slightly distorted version of Chadstone shopping centre. In the dream, I was flying through the corridors and WB and her friends; EL, BT and a few others, were following me from a distance but I could still here them faintly sniggering. My friend JH was just behind me and she was just following me and supporting me wherever I went.

I went through this wall though which the rest of the dream characters couldn't make it through, so now I was by myself. I was now in this chamber and everything surrounding me was this black leather cushion-like wall, even the floors. It was so dark and quiet and I could actually hear my own heartbeat in there; it was indeed actually a chamber of silence. I went through one of the walls only to end up in another room of the same kind. For one or two transitions, it was okay but after a while, it actually became scary that I was ending up in yet another chamber; I was feeling creeped out.

Even though it was so silent, I spoke to myself and I said, “This is actually a maze of chambers, I need to find a way out. I'm not going to go any further until I have my dream guide come to help me”. So then I called out, “Dreamy WB”, absolutely nothing. I emphasised to myself, “I need to get my dream guide in here now...”. No matter what I would do, Dreamy WB would not show up and the extreme silence just continued to creep me out.

I actually then consciously decided to look down at my fingers and count them. I looked down and at first, it just looked like five but more started developing after a short while. This time, my sixth finger was on the thumb side, so I had four standard fingers and two thumbs. Then I looked to the other end of my hand though and I discovered a seventh finger. I wasn't terrified though when I saw my fingers as this time, I was actually expecting to have more. I then literally called out to myself in the chamber, "I'm in a dream!".

I used my lucidity to get myself out of the maze but what I did think to myself is that I actually wanted to come back and work the maze out when I had Dreamy WB with me. So now I was in my mum's car and she was driving me along Wellington Road towards Clayton. She was talking to me, saying that I was going to see an immunologist before my scheduled gastroscopy. Originally, my appointment was on the Saturday 26th of May but because I missed it due to not wanting to go, the appointment was now on Friday the 8th of June at 11:00 AM. It was only now that I found out the immunologist I was going to see was actually Dreamy WB!

We got to the consulting rooms and my mum and some other person, specifically a man, were with me. It was actually a few hours after 11:00 AM and so I wondered if Dreamy WB would still be able to see me. I told them who the person I was seeing actually was and it's good that they didn't make the connection; so then I started looking for her, with my mum and her male dream friend following me. We look into the first room and we see a large sized older lady with white-blonde hair tied in a bun, wearing a white top (she must have been the other immunologist). My mum and her friend are still in that room but I decide to look into the room across; indeed Dreamy WB was actually in there!

Her appearance was absolutely accurate in this dream, perfectly resembling the real life WB. She was looking down at her desk and so I could just see her hair, her large default afro giving her the figure shape of a mushroom. I made a sound and that's when she slowly turned her head curiously to see who was at the door. When we looked at each other, we felt so excited to see each other. My mum and her friend came in the doorway and she's like, “Ah, you found her”, and then they walked away to go to the waiting room.

I ran up to Dreamy WB who was wearing a black trench coat and jeans so she really did look like a professional modern day doctor. She had her arms spread out while I ran up to her and literally jumped onto her lap. We both enclosed each other in a tight hug as she spun the chair around very slowly but not much, rocking me slightly from side to side as I perched over her shoulder, containing a look of restful satisfaction while keeping my arms around her waist.

There was a scene after this but I forgot specifically what happened for the entirety of it; I was still lucid, all the way until the end of the dream. I do remember the first bit where Dreamy WB and I were walking out of the clinic; I can't remember sections after this. We were outside the clinic somewhere but we were not back at the maze of chambers either. I was talking to her about how I wanted her to come back with me to solve the maze of chambers. After this scene, the dream had ended and I had woken up.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 352: Results (Competition #4)

352 A
Competition Night: 9
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

352 B
Competition Night: 9
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 43.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Reality Check, Became Lucid (5.0)
- First Lucid Dream Of The Night (10.0)
- Was Induced via DILD (5.0)
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Appear Automatically. NOTE: Dreamy WB was summoned/thought of in the non-lucid segment, she appeared in the lucid segment (5.0)
- New Personal Goal Achieved: Have Another Lucid Dream (15.0 for lucid)


+ Previous Total: 13.0
Total Accumulated Points: 56.5

Morning of June 10, 2018. Sunday.



I slowly become more aware of my dream and its backstory over time, though my family and I are living in an unfamiliar residence. My dream involves having what I first perceive as a secondhand computer. It is very large and there are two main sections attached to serve as one keyboard and hard drive unit. The focus is eventually very vivid and increases in vividness by the last segment. Curiously, I do not think of having a monitor, as the back of the printer where the paper otherwise goes seems to serve as some sort of monitor at first. This is a curious distortion and lack of reasoning and viable memory that is otherwise very common in dreams.

I perceive what is like a web page that translates between English and Russian and I use it for several minutes. The “web page” is at an angle, like the angle that paper would be oriented in in a typewriter. In fact, the device also serves as an oversized typewriter, which I also test a few different times while also trying to get it to load Internet pages. Additionally, aspects of the Russian and English web page seem uniquely interactive, with moving parts, such as smaller drop down menus that are physically present within the printer’s mechanism, in the back, but apparently based on the nature of the web page that has loaded.

Time passes, and something seems different. I cannot get certain web pages to load anymore. In fact, it now seems like I am trying to get them to appear by putting more paper in the paper holder. The detail is very vivid and amazing, though it now seems like this device is meant to be used as just a printer, though still with manual typewriter features. Curiously, I am not thinking of viable computer technology at any point and I do not even contemplate to any extent why I had bought this old secondhand device. At one point, I press [Return] and the whole device changes slightly, with the paper jumping into the other section.

The friendly unfamiliar male (of about fifty) who had sold it to me is now present. (He just appears. I have no recall of calling him.) He asks me about how the device is working and also tests some settings and connections.

It is supposedly working better now (according to the other male), though in the way it was originally designed to, which is unrelated to using the Internet or even serving as data storage or computing. Zsuzsanna is present. I tell the man of how I had been using a website for Russian and English translation and he seems puzzled, as if such an event would not have been possible on what is just meant to be a printer. I remain slightly puzzled as well.

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Hi everyone!

I had a dream last night, it was set in my current workplace, and I had some new work colleagues. One was a person I recognised from my old workplace..! A person who famously thought they were above working at work.. I was trying to tell my colleagues about our history.

I woke up then, feeling like that really happened..!