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2017, 11-28

Castle in the Mist

I am with my mother. We are standing on a ridge overlooking a valley. My brother lives somewhere out there. I find this distressing, because when I look out over the valley all I can see is smoke. I’m not sure if there was a fire or if it is pollution. I am thinking my brother John is in danger. We need to get to John. I am looking for a way down into the valley. It seems everything is closed due to current conditions. No one wants to listen when I say my brother is down there. Then I find a way to get closer. I’m not sure if the situation changes or if the dream changes, but now I find myself on a crowded trail headed towards a castle on a hill. My brother did not ever live in a castle. It appears to be a tourist attraction. There still seems to be a large amount of pollution around it. The castle is shrouded in smog and it is hard to see from a distance. I still take pictures with my phone, even though it is little more than a silhouette. I am with some people. I’m not sure who, maybe my mother, maybe MoSh, I’m not sure. Maybe other tourists. The procession approaching the castle is quite slow. That is to be expected with a tourist attraction. There are also people talking along the way, giving information about the castle. There is a lot of talk about it being haunted. It is announced that there are four guest rooms or dormitories in the castle, and anyone who has the nerve to stay in them can do so. I don’t think anyone wants to admit there are scared, but no one steps up to find out about renting the rooms.

As we approach the pollution seems a lot more malevolent. I am wearing my usual Assassin’s robes, and that is something I turn out to be glad of as we get closer to the castle. I see swarms of bugs in the sky. But when we get closer to them, it turns out they’re not just flies. It is a swarm of flying bugs of some kind. They look like small flying slugs or something. Slimy and fat and they look malignant. They look like they shouldn’t be able to fly because they are too big. They are swarming around everyone, and trying to get close to them. I see some people are having problems with the things trying to get into their clothes, mouths, noses, and ears. I’m not squeamish about bugs, but that is grossing me out. So I pull my hood all the way forward and then pull the edges of it together over my face. I can barely see where I’m going, but the bugs don’t seem to be able to find any access. We pass through the bugs in a relatively short amount of time and then I am able to open up my hood again. Now we are closer to the castle and can see it better. I take some more pictures of it. I have heard someone say that we shouldn’t take pictures, but that is one of the main reasons I came… I seem to have forgotten about John. I am wondering if this means it is fake, and they’re afraid people will be able to identify their tricks. But the feeling of malevolence I sense pretty much dismisses the idea. I take more pictures, ignoring the people saying that we are not supposed to. I know that photographs sometimes reveal things that the human I cannot see.

As we head away from the castle, I find a pile of silver coins. They aren’t worth much, but they seem like a good souvenir. I am thinking I might be able to identify some aura or energy around them once they are separated from the malevolent source. I pick up a couple of silver coins about the size of silver dollars and slip them into my pocket when no one is looking. I’m sure I am not supposed to do that. We return through a visitor center, but now the museum displays are twisted and strange. There are now images of torture and death instead of articles of ghost sightings. The people are weird her. Almost everyone is having sex. They’re doing it everywhere. Everyone is in various stages of undress, and they are in various groupings having vigorous sex. I have no idea why they all decided to fornicate in the halls and on the streets. I think it has something to do with the haunted castle. I am feeling no urge to take off my robes, however. A couple people approach me as if they are interested in doing so, but in spite of what I think might be a demonic cause, they are not interested in doing it by force. When I turn them down, they just move onto the next willing participant and go at it. I hurry through this area along with several other people that seem unaffected. We soon make it past those areas. I look back at the castle in the distance, it appears much further away than it should be now. It is once again shrouded in smog. I wake up here.

2017, 11-28

A Haunted Night

I had an array of dreams. Some may have been inspired by the creepy video I watched before and went to sleep. I was with someone in several of them, although I’m not sure who. Part of the time I thought I was with my mother, part of the time I thought I was with my brother, and other times I wasn’t quite sure. But here are the dreams.

Hideaway
There was a house. It seemed a bit bigger than the one in the video but that might’ve been because it wasn’t destroyed. The one in the video had burned, and at least the attic area had completely burned off. This house was intact. When I looked at the house I got a sense there was something there, something malevolent. There were three men there. I’m not sure who they were, I didn’t recognize any of them. They were hiding out from a crime they committed, probably theft. They came to the house, and they had to break in. Although it wasn’t destroyed it did appear that it was boarded up and abandoned. They could also seemed to sense the presence in the house. But they weren’t wary enough to leave. Not long after they went in, one of them came back out and went to their truck. He went into the vehicle and retrieved box. I believe it was a stereo. He took it back into the house. Maybe he thought some music would make the place feel better, but the music device was already infected with malevolent energy and would only make matters worse. I was thinking that I should warn them. I knocked, but no one answered. Soon the owner of the property came, he didn’t seem pleased someone was in it. He knocked at the door to try to get their attention. No one answered the door, and I felt almost certain that it was too late.

Visitors
I am in my bedroom at my old house. My electronic devices seemed they were somehow inhabited by malevolent forces. My computer was behaving really strangely, and that pissed me off. Then my tablet was changing my data from what I had put into some really cryptic messages. And after that my phone started behaving strangely, too. I was thinking the malevolent energy seemed to be spreading from one device to another, and it was only a matter of time before whatever was infecting it figured out how to spread to other items and even living things. I went out into the backyard. I looked up into the sky where I saw what looked like spaceships. They were flying around in the sky, and there were quite a few of them. They look similar in design, but not identical to, Star Trek starships. I started taking photos with my phone. I had gone ahead and taken my phone with me even though it seemed like it might be corrupted, I didn’t want to leave everything behind. I was worried about losing important data. And it seemed my phone was the least infected. So I started taking photos of the spacecraft. I was still doing that and trying to figure out why they had visited this planet when I woke up.

On a Roll
This was another dream that was not related to the hunting’s. And this one I was in what seems like a fairly large office or school. I was getting around from place to place somehow by writing on I’ll ball. It was a small ball, about the size of a tennis ball or maybe a little bigger. It was a soft rubber ball. Somehow I would stand on it, and roll along on it. I’m not sure how this could’ve worked, because in a normal reality the ball would’ve simply rolled out from underneath my foot. But in the dream it seemed to work quite well and I moved along at a good rate. I was rolling from office to office or classroom to classroom, I’m not sure which, apparently someone was jealous of my transportation. They left something sharp on the ground to cut my ball open. At that point it went flat. Now when I went to step on it instead of rolling it just went flat. So now I started going from room to room in the school/office and trying to find another ball. I seem to think it was quite imperative that I find another ball to use, I guess the idea of just normally walking was absurd. I did eventually find one. And then it was back to my old way of getting around. Strange.

Despite having a perfectly good job already, I decide to get a job in Ripon. What my role is is anyones's guess, since I seem to do no work. I spend three days in this dream, each day going to work. Certain landmarks were familiar to me, but the rest of the city seemed to have been made up. A collection of beautiful women also worked at this place. Each day consisted of us doing an obnoxious team building exercise. At the end of the dream, whilst walking to Harrogate, I notice that my new job is incredibly vague and that it feels more dreamy and unreal than my old job did. This almost got me lucid, but my alarm clock got in the way.

Metallica

A dream about meeting Kirk Hammet from metallica. I tell him I saw the show in edmonton. He said enthusiastically, "that was a great show."

FaZe Rug and Jesus

A dream about meeting a well known yoububer named "FaZe Rug,". I was at his party in hid old house. I was on steps and asked him if he could make a vlog about helping a new youtuber start a channel. He said no.

The next thing I know I am semi lucid and walking with Jesus through an archway. We climb a big hill and go through the same archway on the other side. WTF? I ask Jesus if that really was the same archway we had passed through moments before? he said yes. I asked if he created all this and this dream. He said yes. We enter an outdoor Colosseum. We found a picnic table and sat on it. I asked him if FaZe Rug is saved? He said FaZe Rug is worried that his disciples will expose him. WTF. I then asked him if some of the scary videos on youtube I watch are real hauntings or demons. He said Demons.

Suddenly I'm non lucid walking around a city I think is familiar. I see a red brick building with a weird street leading down a hill. I know that's the wrong way. I enter a park and realize that this is the way home. I'm walking with some people now I sam going down a path when I notice my leg is dragging a bear trap. It doesn't hurt and I pry it off. Next I find a rusty machete stuck in a fence. I pull it off and go up to a thick branch and try to cut through it. It doesn't budge. I swing down like a samurai sword an cut clear through it. The blade breaks in half somehow. I keep walking until I find a cave.

Exploring

I'm lucid in this dream walking around a large house with some people. It's abandoned and there's a large winding staircase. I am talking with the people about an old boss I use to have that was british and had a rather dry sense of humor.


Tom's house

I'm with youtuber Moe Sargi in a house from his video. It's a haunted house he calls "Tom's House," because he supposedly summoned a demon named tom there. We are with some of his friends. Most of the dream is fuzzy but Tom appears as a large demon. He had a giant mowhawk which where made of winding steel blades. They expand out of his head and impale Moe and his friends while they are exploring a small room under the stairs that seed larger than the one from his video. Tom was on the other side of the wall and shot spikes right through the wall and into them.

Tom's house again,

Vague dream about being in Tom's house with moe again. The house looks nice and not rundown. A strange man is there and invites us to eat a table.

Wrong Decade

I'm in a mall with someone but everyone is wearing 70's clothing. I mention to the person I'm with that everyone looks distinctly male and female and not blurring the lines like today. We walk outside again and walk down a street eventually entering a large house.

Comment if you think I should summon tom in a lucid and fight him!

Monday November 27th 2017

Couldn’t sleep for long. By the time I was able to sleep had to wake up again, but managed to get some study done and practiced some bakery of bread before waking up, tried to do time dilation but that made it harder to study so just went like normal.

Sunday November 26th 2017

Don’t have enough time to properly journal with wakes up and all. Anyways, I was tasked to go to a dream school not too long ago and study their laws so went to study at a laws university and what not.

Also discovered that there was some kind of problem going on with nature and people were trying to fight it with magic and science, mostly that they were exterminating special species from the world and they were not going down without a fight.

In the middle of one of the class we were watching live how the heroes of humanity were killing one big bull-like creature and charging at it with all they had, so quickly left class to go to the bathroom and teleported over to the location of the fight.

Right after transformed myself and went over to the bull, put it aside and then let him rest behind me. The others were quite alarmed at the sight of an humanoid monster and started firing right away. Rise my hand and with it the ground in front of me. The magicians turn the earth into plants and they start firing again.

Use the plants and make them absorb the bullets then trap the guns, the magicians set the plants on fire and I make fireballs then throw them at them. They stop them midair so stomp them with the air above them and crush them to death, then start chanting and make the blood vessels of those I killed become blades that run through every city and kill every single warrior or mage that are currently alive on this planet.

Once I am done, go back to class and find out we are about to go into a test but I don’t know anything! So go to the resting room and am about to use time dilation when I see a lot of people there… they don’t want to leave, so show them that I am stronger than them by jumping from top to bottom like nothing happened and they all ask me how to do it “Will show you if you leave” tell them, they all leave and as soon as they leave use time dilation and teleportation, get myself enough books and read them all then go to do my test and before waking up, passed with one of the highest scores in the whole university, so ha!

Date of Dream: SAT 25 NOV - 2017



Dream No. 229 - Separated Sections

Dream 229 A - A Room Full Of Torture (Nightmare!)
From where I can remember, I had a part time job at a clothing store. The colleagues there said they like the colours that I was wearing and that they looked happy and bright. At some point, I had to help some customers find a particular piece of clothing. I couldn't seem to find the item and that's when the dream started to head into a nasty direction.

I wake up from unconsciousness, lying on a table in some very red lit room. The first thing I do is call for Dreamy WB in an uncertain and shaky tone. I can then hear a loud, rapid heartbeat coming from underneath me. I end up pulling out this device that the evil stranger in the room has attached to me... He is tracking my heartbeat. I call for Dreamy WB more which makes the guy agitated, walking towards me to collect the device and now do something with it.

Dreamy WB never came, rather, each time I called her, it would fuel the evil in the room and the guy would take the device closer to his desk. I found out what he was going to do. He was going to lodge the device into a radio and play the ugliest sound of me ever, intending to torture or ultimately kill me. I reached for some sort of disk, throwing it at him, hoping that it would hit him. It missed the guy and he got angrier, now rushing toward the radio. A subconscious message came to me that I must wake up... I did wake up.

Dream 229 B - Payroll Drama
Payroll class was in the cellar of my current house with KHa... JC ended up being in that class as well. I try to ask a question but KHa keeps talking over the top of me. I eventually got to ask... “Do I have to do anymore of these classes? I've already finished this subject in term 1 last year”. KHa looks at me funny and goes “with who?”. “With RH”, I replied.

Then RH appeared in the opening of the cellar, looking somewhat displeased. He signalled for me to follow him. He lead me to the garage door. Then he says to me something like “There are lot of people going to uni these days and look at the stuff that they do”. He had pressed the button of one of the roller doors and it went up and down but not in its usual expected way. I forgot what happened after that point.



Dream Trophies Achieved
- I'm Going To Get You! (Wake up from a nightmare 3 times)
>> Woken by the creepy SML puppet (145)
>> Woken by a counterfeit Ms L in the garden (166 B)
>> Terrified about torture device about to be played on the radio (229 A)

Okay its been awhile but i guess this is why i started here.... Most of my dreams come true and this is one that blows me away... well when i started this was after a dream. My nephew stayed over and he shook me awake because i was having a fitful sleep. I told him that i was dreaming of a meteor that was dark with red and yellow behind it and it was crossing over the southern tip of Africa in the dark...Well i let it go that day 2 days went by then i saw it on 6-10-17 near Johannesberg in the early morning. Then on July 23 a full coronal solar flare (cme) came from the sun... i knew it the day before....it was to hit after the sun passed by my region, the UV-C was going to affect all those west of us.... Lately i have been trying not to sleep... but if i dont then what..... I have had this happen since i can remember, they have come true...some are nonsense but i can tell the difference.....any ideas??

Prelude:

Okay, so I had just rescued two new puppies about a few days ago. Yeah, sure, they're adorable and all that, but I don't think my mind has gotten used to them apparently. They pee and poop just around every square foot of my house in between when I take them outside to relieve themselves (Which is one every hour or two), and that stress of having to clean up after them directly ties into the dreams I've been having. Interesting stuff indeed.


Fell asleep at: 2:00 AM


Woke up at: 10:00 AM



NIGHTMARE

I'm at a house in the countryside. The sky is red and the clouds are black, indicating a sunset. Me and some people I know take refuge in the first floor of the building. The second floor is filled to the brim with bats, so we can't go there. I don't exactly know what happened while I was there, but I begin to have a flashback to when the apocalypse first began.

It started during a normal school day. The flashback starts off with me and my friend, Eloy, running through the halls with a bunch of other panicked schoolkids. We discuss where or what class we should hole up in. I'm on my way to my Biology teacher, and he's on his way somewhere else. Funnily enough I was also moving in a chair with wheels while this is happening.

I lose track of Eloy, and I'm stuck, alone, in a barren hallway. I lost my way and I cannot find my Biology teacher. Immediately I start bolting it, running away as fast as I can from the hordes of zombies headed my way. I have never run so fast in my entire life.

"The past is dead, your fate is sealed."

Music plays in my head, highlighting the intense situation I am placed in. It sounds like the Biolizard theme from SA2 but with rewritten lyrics (That quote above is from that dream song).

I find the employee break room. There are a bunch of distressed, depressed teachers who have given up on survival and are waiting it out. I look through a box of appliances. I try looking for a knife to stab any zombies in the head in case one ever came by.

Instead I find a pizza cutter and some cookie cutters.

The dream ends not long after that, but I distinctly remember recalling my previous nightmare and how I couldn't punch or fight properly in that dream. It's possible I could have been on the cusp of lucidity.

1. I remember being in some town in an apocalyptic era where heavily armed AI war machines were taking over. It was daytime and I found myself trying to hide from these machines that were seeking to kill everyone in sight. I was smack in the middle of this town and there were buildings of all sorts everywhere. All plant life was overgrown, but despite all of the mess the sun was still out. I could feel the adrenaline rush through my body as I tried to remain incognito. At one point I came to a warehouse. As I looked at my surroundings I took note of all the war machines in my proximity and remained careful and silent. Suddenly one of the big boy war machines blows a whole into the south wall of the warehouse. Seconds later he spots me and my body fills with even more adrenaline than before as I feel as though I'm about to get killed. I start sprinting to avoid the machine but it is catching up fast. This machine is easily 10 times the size of a normal human and is basically a walking tank in terms of armor and power.
I keep running and running. I find a long road and for some reason I feel that it would be a good idea to follow it. As I continue running down this road, day gradually turns to night extremely quickly in terms of what us humans are used to. All in all, it took the sun about 3 minutes to set and it became night fully. The moon was out and the machines had vanished. I slowed my pace to a walk and found myself approaching a dead end. At this dead end was a group of about 11 people, mostly guys. I walk up to them and immediately they invite me to play a real game of Rainbow Six: Siege. I am not sure how this is supposed to work but I agree to play. Since there are now 12 of us, one of the guys mentions "after the testing round, whoever the worst 2 players are will be kicked out afterwards and then we will start." He then asks me what my level is, and I tell him. Suddenly I get distracted. I turn around and notice that I am on my friend Dylan's street, and my old house is right around the corner. I look at what I am wearing and see that I have on very tight blue jeans that are so tight that the buckle is unbuttoned, white shoes, and a white bro tank. "interesting" I thought to myself.
I began walking down Dylan's street, simply strolling along. Not far ahead of me there are 3 girls just messing around doing whatever. About a third of the way down the street my attention is caught by a flying bus about 20 feet in the air that is flying down the street in the opposite direction of me. I look closer at it and realize that it is the magic school bus from the show itself. Behind the bus is some sort of magical trail that is being left. "Holy shit this feels way to real to be a dream" I say aloud to myself. I approach the 3 girls I mentioned earlier. "Hey can I ask you guys a question?" I say. "Sure" one of them replies. I then ask, "Is this a dream?" to them. Their response was short and simple, "Look at your tattoo." I then look down at my tattoo, and as usual, instead of it saying "Are you dreaming?" it now says "okay." I take this as a fool-proof answer that I am indeed dreaming as tattoo's typically do not change in waking life. Out of pure joy, I go and hug one of the girls. We hug and suddenly I am now in the mood to make out, so I go for a kiss but alas, the girl does not reciprocate so I call it off. I then remember "Wtf am I doing I have a girl".
Just as quickly as the sun went down earlier, the sun rises once more; this time even quicker than the last. I now intend to find my girl as she is ever so ellusive in dreams, and lucid ones at that. I remember that usually when Im near my old house in my lucid dreams, she lives right next door where my neighbor normally is. I continue walking down the street, and I notice that many houses have christmas lights up. I also realize that the temperature out is a little cool, and quite comfortable to say the least. One house sticks out to me out of all the houses, and it's the house at the corner of the street just before the road turns to my old street. I approach this house while reminding myself to maintain awareness. As I make it to the front door I pause for a moment and take a deep breath in an attempt to solidify my intention and manifestion of her. I open the door effortlessly as I knew that it wouldn't be locked. As I walk in and close the door behind me I notice that all of the lights are off and the only light in the house is that which is coming from outside through the windows. I hear a group of people walking upstairs so I start heading up them.
Once I get upstairs I see a group of girls and one older guy with gray hair. "Hey is A here?" I ask them. "Yeah she should be" one of the girls says. Everyone then starts looking for her in all of the rooms and I realize this house is way bigger on the inside that its size from the outside doesn't make any sense. Suddenly Dylan shows up out of nowhere, "Cory what are you doing?" he asks in a surprised tone of voice. "I'm chilling bro" I reply. I notice that he's wearing one of my old shirts and this puzzles me but I chuckle nonetheless. The girls end up not being able to find her. I decide to go check and see if she's downstairs but as I do so I accidentally collide with one of the girls coming up the steps and she falls down the stairs. In mid-flight down the steps she randomly turns into a small inanimate doll the size of an action figure. I am put aghast by the sheer oddity of the situation. I then remind myself once more to maintain awareness so that I don't get lost in the dream. I turn around and everyone is still as calm as ever, not even batting an eye to what had just happened.
With the intention of changing the weather and bringing a storm into the area I ask the older man "Isn't there supposed to be a storm coming in?" He replies, "Yeah in about 8 hours or so." Wow that is too far away for me as I wanted one to happen now. I use my intention and expectation to start willing one into the dream. Suddenly, as the old man is looking out through the window he says that it looks as though it might rain early. I go to look out the window and what I see confuses me. The thunder clouds that are in the sky make up a straight line that is probably about a few miles wide, and these clouds get darker and darker the closer to the middle of the line they are. All of the lightning that is occurring is in the middle of this line of clouds. This line quickly passes over us resulting a downpour that lasts about 30 seconds or so. I once more attempt to will a storm into existance, and shortly after I see yet another line of thunder clouds, just like the last, start rolling in. "This is not what I had intended, but okay" I say to myself. I then turned and asked the old man "What do you represent in my dream?". "What?" he says. I then repeat myself, "What do you represent in this dream?". He starts to answer, but his answer is extremely indirect and is dragging along so much that I get bored and turn my attention elsewhere.
I go down the stairs and walk outside. I see a metallic gray sedan sitting in the driveway and I proceed to get in it. Dylan and the old man follow. Dylan gets in the back seat while the old man gets in shotgun. I once more attempt to manifest a storm, and it starts to manifest fully this time. I then get out of the car and think of how nice it'd be to fly into the storm. Just before I take off I turn and look at my shirt which Dylan is wearing. Then, right as I take off, about 2 feet in the air, I lose focus and awaken.

Last night, I had a dream where I was in the living room of my old house. It was dark and shadowy, the stairway and kitchen entrance fading into pitch black. I wasn't at all put off by this at the time, but in retrospect, it was a rather creepy, horror game type lighting.

As with all of my lucid dreams, I got a random inkling that I was dreaming. I plugged my nose and sure enough I could still breathe and was indeed dreaming.

Alright, time to get down business. I tried to summon someone. I envisioned her appearing; nothing happened. I called her name; nothing. "Oh right," I thought to myself, "I need to focus and be aware." I plugged my nose once more and checked out my hands to reaffirm that I was dreaming; could still breathe, and my fingers were deformed. Then I took time to be aware of myself and my surroundings. Then, I once again attempted to summon my friend. I called out, looking around, envisioning her coming down the stairs. Nothing. No matter how many times I tried, nothing happened.

In fact, nothing whatsoever was happening. It was just me in this pseudo-horror room. Eventually I woke up without accomplishing anything. I don't have lucid dreams often (as I mentioned, I've only ever gotten them randomly, never by induction methods), but this sort of thing has happened with the last few I've had. I've had almost no control these past few lucids, even though I've had little trouble controlling them in the past when I didn't even bother trying to ground myself.

I think it lasted longer than most of my lucids though.

Hello folks. Its been awhile since my last post and I've been reading on persistent worlds for quite some time now.
I think I just found my own persistent world. Stayed up all night until 8am playing League of Legends, then retreated to my bed for a daytime sleep... Anyhow very memorable non-lucid...

So I'm with this group of people that seems to be pretty non-chalant about whatever their doing. There is this kid that I remember talking to that invited me there to see his group but I can't remember the exact words that he used to help me get there.. Anyhow I arrive and one older guy wants me to try and help them out with whatever it is that they are doing..
I definitely agree and a fairly beautiful girl came in from what looked to be a resting a place to help gear me up, keep in mind that I was already on the platform to gear up speaking to this guy. So I remember being fairly curious about their work, but as it turns out the lady leads me to this portal and we jump through. Instantly a minigun materializes out of thin air and begins resting on my shoulder. As I look forward I see a furnace with the eyes of a demon inside it. At this point I was so scared I could barely contain myself but I remember vaguely thinking that it was a dream so I could leave at whatever point if I wished to do so. The demon let out a high pitched shriek and cogs decorating the room began to turn. The walls were covered in a blood red hue and I was literally thinking its do or die. I began covering one side while the lady covered the other side. The minigun was phenomenal at taking out the beasts that were approaching us. They looked somewhat like yellow machines but the thing that scared me the most was the demon dwelling within the furnace. It obviously wanted to fucking kills us and I think eventually the goal was not to get overwhelmed. Well... Knowing me I fucked it up... The girls side was clean, she must have been doing a lot of work while I wasn't looking because the machines on my side were overwhelming. We were backed into a corner, and the furnace began closing the walls in on us. We had nowhere to go. We both got crushed by the walls of the furnace.

I truly hope I can go back and find out more about this world. Maybe if I start actively attempting to lucid dream again I can find them.

I just got back to recording dreams this week! I didn't have anything too vivid. Mainly dreamed about work. My most vivid dream came after falling back to sleep for only 45 minutes one morning.

11/21/17

I dreamed a little bit about Bill Skarsgard. He was working for IKEA. He sent out and email, and it included a link of images that were quite pornographic. I remember thinking in the dream "Oh he's Swedish, so this probably doesn't mean much to him. Swedish people are less prude about things of a sexual nature."

Another scene: I was walking into work, and I was remembering my past (my dream past) that I had seen a bird near the side of the building bushes that had a hurt leg, and they were hopping around the parking lot. In my dream present, I walked past that same bush, and that same bird was there, only both legs were messed up and it was barely breathing. There were also a few other sick birds there, and I saw a half frozen squirrel eating one of them.

11/23/17

Was at the house I grew up in. I couldn't place the time period. I felt like I was still in high school, but was doing adult things, like going to work. It was the morning. My dad was sitting at our kitchen table reading the paper, and my mom was there with the TV on. My dad and I talked about something. I don't remember specifically what, but it made me feel happy and content.

I do remember talking about work. There was an incident where a CBA co-worker threatened a Team Lead's wife. All of the Team Leads then started showing support for that team lead, and they began wearing different wool colored hats to show their support (I don't get it at all!).

I then went to work, and it didn't look like a warehouse. It looked like a school set up with a classroom and desks.

Then went to a new scene, in which I watched Titanic.

DJ Log: November 25, 2017 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am smoking cigarettes with a couple of friends on a second floor balcony. There is an annoying neighbor standing right at the edge of our property line making threats at us because of the "toxic fumes" that are drifting toward his house from our cigarettes. We ignore him and continue smoking before going back inside.

After several sessions of this harassment at gradually increasing volume levels, we yelled back at him and cussed him out. The neighbor was standing out there with a couple of other people. After we came back into the house and I went downstairs to find that the neighbor had walked up to our house and was trying to open the door. After a couple of tries, the latch gave way and he opened the door. At the instant that he took a step into the house, I pulled my pistol out of its holster and fired a round directly into the center of his head. He immediately began to fall backward, so I ran up and grabbed him by his shirt to pull him inward so that he would fall to the floor inside instead of outside. He fell face-down and appeared to be dead. The other people stood there silently for a moment, then walked away. I yelled at them, "Who's next?"

(Note: This was a rare time that a dream gun functioned correctly. Usually they make noise but no bullet, or they are all jammed up or something else wrong with them so they won't shoot at all. …and smoking cigarettes, YUCK!)

We were sitting in a couch. The room was filled with the weak light of day. He kept trying to hold me. "Stop," I said. "What I'm not allowed to hold you anymore?" I shook my head, "You can hold the tablet." He scoffed, " So I'm only allowed to touch the tablet then?" I couldn't help smiling. He tried to show me something but I remembered I didn't have mine on. For some reason he was wearing a pair and handed them to me. "Here try these on they might be a similar perscription as yours." As I slid them onto my face I slowely drifted awake.