Morning of May 24, 2017. Wednesday. Dream #: 18,419-01. Reading time: 1 min 19 sec. Readability score: 64. I am in an unknown room (although there is an association, conscious afterthought only, that I am in the west area of the kitchen of our present home). There is an indistinct awareness; a possible backstory; of watching what may be a YouTube video made by people with a typical lack of reasonable intelligence. I am only aware of it at times. Its overall content remains uncertain. I am holding commercially bottled water. It is a 1.5-liter plastic bottle with a discernible label. It is probably about three-quarters full. An unknown dark-haired girl approaches me from the east side of the kitchen, possibly from my sons’ room. She wants to know what I have and what the name of it is. I see that the name of the bottled water product is “Watership Down.” I tell her this as I show it to her. I hand it to her, and she takes it, seeming formally appreciative as she walks away, possibly back to my sons’ room. My dream self remains passive and servile. My dream segment stems from the concept of dream state water induction and reinduction, where water usually vivifies the dream state (including by being splashed by it), based on the Naiad process, sometimes ritualistically, at the beginning of many sleep cycles. (The video association was probably from audio from a television that was on in reality.) Here, it is analogous to natural melatonin. I do not need more, as I do not need to remain in the sleep cycle. Thus, the preconscious avatar, no longer in service as a Naiad, takes my water away. What reveals that this (in addition to what I already know) is the case? First of all, rabbits often live underground, an association with being asleep, and the subconscious self (”below,” “under,” “underground”) not being the conscious self. Additionally, the lyrics from “Watership Down” begin with “Is it a kind of a dream?” (Zsuzsanna sang this to me on a cassette she made before we met.)
First dream Characters from looney tunes came to reality. For over twenty years they had a factory of bottled water, but when the crisis came there was only one bottle left, and they couldn't produce anyone. I watched the Daffy Ducks retrospection, where he promised to the original founder of the factory that he'll keep the last bottle it'll ever produce safe. The time has come. Daffy was going throuh weird transformations. There was even his clone compposed of pure water. He went to Bugs bunny to talk about the bottle. Daffy was changing rapidly, and he had additional pair of hands. Bugs asked him about that, but he got no answer. The next day everyone was shocked, someone stolen the last bottle of water. I saw the police securing the area of the factory. I was writng a report from action, and signed it "detective Rupert Black". Second dream I was an owner of funeral house. I received a call from a client, and waited for him outside. He drove to me in a new, black BMW car. He went out - tall man with brown, long hair. He was wearing black suit, and weird black hat. I took him inside the coffin makers workshop. He took out his laptop - same as mine. I said It seems that we're both using the same equipment. He replied I'm using it since a few years. Then we talked about our business.
I'm in front of a pretty decent house in the suburbs with a slanted driveway and a manicured front yard. It's getting to be the evening or so, and as I'm walking down the street on the sidewalk, what looks like a middle-aged addict wants me to go with her. She's dressed in a style that would not be out of place in a trailer park summer BBQ. I don't recall her face, though, but I "know" it's the face of a casino-lounging smoker. I politely decline and keep walking. After walking some more, I turn around and get a view of the street I just walked, and it is indeed a picturesque sub-urban neighborhood filled with relatively upscale houses and good looking yards -- suburbia hell, basically. I see a younger, short, and slightly overweight blonde, just as "down home" style as the addict above. Again, can't see her face, but I "know" she has on way too much make-up. She asks me to marry her so she can have children, but asked in a way that's so sad that I think she's being forced. I politely decline, and tell her about adopting foster kids. She has never heard of this concept, and leaves very excited. She disappears into the back of the crowded train. Yes, somehow, I'm on a pretty swank looking train now. People are dressed in formal-casual wear, except in a 20's style. It's well-lit, and way more spacious than a train. If not for Dream Knowledge that I'm on a train, I'd think I'm on a cruise ship or something. Oddly, all the vendors here use a point system to sell their things. Bottled water is worth something like 15-1600 points. Egg(s), though, costs a ridiculous 9999999 points on a big deli board menu in the middle of the train. I spot C and Z, friends from high school i haven't seen since, in benches or pews on the train. I hop over some benches to go say hi, along the way seeing the younger woman again, only now she looks like Clara from Back to the Future III, complete with hair-color change. She seems happier. Don't know if she adopted her baby, though.
10.31.2012Splinter Cell Failed Mission (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm mentally controlling Sam Fisher again from the Splinter Cell Series, and I'm in a dark area where there's quite a few guards roaming around in a pretty tight and compact location. Most of the area consists of metal framework of stairs and walkways that formed into squares. I don't know what I was doing honestly, but I presume instinct prompts me to just avoid any contact with the guards as much as possible. I'm just doing random things to prevent myself from coming into enemy fire, and I even have Sam get near the large and tall column in the middle of this metal framework of square walkways. There's a fairly large square object in front of Sam as he uses his whole body to grapple on the column. It looks like a C4, and I realized there's an ON/OFF switch. I make a whisper at the guards for no apparent reason other than to divert them the other direction, but the problem is, they're going to the source of the sound for once instead of going "Hmm?" and walking to some other direction where I can have ample time to sneak past them. The guard to the left I believe is bald, and he has an outfit that resembles Chris Redfield from Resident Evil 5-6. I think he asks another guard what the ON/OFF switch of the same C4 I'm near does. The guard replies "Turn it on." I start to panic, and I even put my hands out before the guard can actually touch it, which exposes my position, and they set an alarm for the whole area. The C4 thingy turns on of course, and the whole place blows up. Now I'm on top of a random building in the darkness, and I think there's a fat man to the left of me who's unconscious. He's wearing a white dress shirt tucked under his black dress pants, and is also wearing a red tie. I hear Lambert's voice, and he basically states to Fisher, "It seems that you've blew up the place, and your best friends as well...and you will not be getting a promotion for this at all." Now Sam Fisher is swimming in a random body of water with one arm, and holding the fat guy probably with his other arm. The music that plays when you failed a mission or died from Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory comes into the factor, and the mission ends._________________________ 10.31.2012Trying to Choose Water (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside of a store that resembles the Kyoto Sushi area that I occasionally go to in waking life, and I'm trying to buy some water from the mini-transparent fridge container. I open the container, and I see all sorts of water brands. I see one that looks like Aquafina, and I decided to go with that, and I have a hard time reading the labels correctly, and didn't do a reality check at all for that. I eventually realized that this water was used to make some kind of Cream flavored milk, most likely Vanilla, due to its white color. I asked the employee at the cash register about the confusion, and I forget what happens after that._________________________ 10.31.2012Alyzarin and Melanieb talk about Insecurities (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID All I remember is that Alyzarin and Melanieb are talking about "Insecurities" in #DV chat._________________________ 10.31.2012Alyzarin and Roads (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I think I'm inside of a car with Alyzarin, and we were talking about gray roads or something like that.
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