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23rd January 2021

Multiple sequences from one dream:

Very trippy bit just before waking up.

Before that, I am at a building. A utilities company or office building. I am waiting to be seen or talk to someone. There had been a mistake of some kind on a bill, so I got 60 off as a voucher, but the company was cheeky and raised the price anyway in the end, resulting in only 10 off in total.

In a larger room, with open plan connections and several large windows, I speak to a woman at a desk. I basically ask her if I can't speak to someone here about retentions; I want to get a better deal. She says no.

There's a spray bottle on a table, it has a transparent green-blue liquid and the label has a number on it? I start typing it on my phone's dialler, it takes me a while, it's a long number? Things start to get trippy at this point.

For each set of three numbers, there's something that looks like skin showing up on my phone? This image, which is more real than just image, pans from side to side as I go through each set.

An eye appears in each equivalent bit for each set I complete.

(recall starts becoming vague, two separate sequences blending)

Final bit of some sequence, I'm inside a mouth with multiple openings, about seven I think. There's enough standing room and a bit of headroom but not much. The multiple openings open and shut periodically, I think. Sunlight comes through, there's a beautiful blue sky outside. I'm adding missing features to the mouth, like teeth and I reach or am outside to add some sort of ceramic scales to the outer part. It's all a bit jumbled, can only say it was a bit too trippy to recall accurately.

Mixing. I'm going to Romania by someone's request. He was organising some kind of "save the world" thing? I remember going about with a group of people, night time but bright?

(recall gap)

Using a double barrel shotgun of some kind, it doesn't feel as good to use as I'd hoped. It has a locked firing mode that fires each barrel in sequence with a set delay if I press the trigger once. I expected it to fire one of the two barrels only per trigger press. I fight some soldiers with berets. Something reminds me or looks like Promethea.

At one point I remember being in a bedroom of some sort. Open sky, no ceiling and not all walls are here. I feel I am stealing or intruding, but it doesn't stop me. I find a box full of mini-discs and floppy disks.

Dream:

(from falling asleep again in the morning)

At one point I'm in my native country. I'm with old schoolmates, like JC, R and some others. It's a very hilly town we're in. There are loads of people about, there's some kind of event going on?

Then, I find myself in a shop, deviating from where the group was going, I remember expecting I'd be able to catch up. Some kind of real-time advert is taking place here and it's for olive oil of all things. It almost feels Japanese, the advert. But the olive oil and the general look of the shop make me realise and conclude that I must be in my native country. Pre-lucid thoughts.

I see coins in the register being handled, they are not Euros, but they are instead an altered version of the currency my native country had prior to the Euro. I don't question things further despite finding this odd, accepting the context even with some lingering amazement at all this.

More walking around the hilly town. Eventually, I'm inside a big building. A theatre or a mix of one and a church or something. Someone mentions pipe organs. I think to myself that if I was wealthy I would buy some to make a car's adornments with.

I climb some stairs, I'm with someone up in a gallery. We're talking to another person, but they don't feel like a person? Looks like an old man though. He's some kind of curator and he mentions manipulating pupils (like university students). Me and the other person conspire with eye glances to each other that we're about to kill this old man, who we find to be immoral and tyrannical. When he turns over and is facing a part that has no railing, we both strike him with a large object at the same time, like chairs maybe.

The old man falls down, one or two stories. We presume him dead and see some witnesses downstairs are approaching to look and we go down via the stairs. We approach the supposed corpse; he still lives and surprises us with an attack and we become locked in a battle with the old man. The dream becomes a bit supernatural or trippy.

The fight follows down a hall that turns into a desert canyon, just before the dream ends.

In my dream there was a disease that ran rampant, not like a zombie apocalypse but if you got the disease you rotted from the inside out. I remember clans that lived outside of designated safe spaces that would do anything they coukd to make these safe spaces no longer safe. They would cut fences, leave open gates. One day I was walking in a facility and I wandered into a wrong room. There were large cultures of the tests we all were subject to. The petridishes told another story. We were all infected,we were all rotting from thr inside,just at a much slower rate. One day someone csme after me. I had to hide so I went into a room of the safe house I had never been in before. It was dark and I could not see the person chasing after me,but I could see the green fungus that caused the rotting, gleaming like it produced glitter. Then I wake up.

Feb 2-3 2014

Zombie Revival Potion (Lucid)
* *I noticed an inconsistency in my room and became lucid. I stabilized and thought about what to do. I debated on either the task of the month and the year, then remembered the zombie revival task and went about for that task. I thought about ways to revive a zombie and realized I can just make a potion and that should work. I went and filled up a potion in a spray bottle from my sink, and the liquid was pink so I figured I was good without any extra ingredients. I headed outside through the front door to look for one but right when I about hit my street, I woke up. I tried DEILDing back in, but it wasn't happening.

Flesh Eating Zombies
* *I had a scary dream about zombie like creatures. But they weren't totally typical. They didn't care about anything other than eating humans. I was with my sister M and then a friend of hers at the house and when I realize there are a bunch outside. I immediately run inside to hide, and they basically give up looking for me the moment I'm out of sight.
* *At one point my older sister E says she'll distract them so we can either escape or figure out a plan, and she just runs for it and they run after her. I'm really distressed about her doing that so I run to my room (going outside first and then through my window) to look for my machete (which I don't really have) in my closet, but have trouble finding it. I see my airsoft guns, but know they won't do much damage. I eventually wake up while looking.

12/24/2012
4:00am

Don't remember much of the story but the visual stuck with me.
Some kid was coming down sick I think because he had been left with his dying / sick grandfather.
This was some sort of rare ancient disease that would baffle all scientists or a witch's curse.

Imagery One..ewe
Humanish figure(boy's grandfather) laying in mud. His flexh is spongy, slimy, and soaking wet. All over are worm-like tentacles. His mouth is open and filled with slimy water. His eyes are open and vacant.

Imagery Two...also ewe
Same creature is kneeling and talking to his grandson.

Walk through a school building

PS: Dream does not take place in an actual school, but an imaginary one. Though the dream was clear enough that I could draw the schematics of the school if I wanted to now.

So the dream began with me walking through the southern end of the building. Soon, I was faced with a bunch of lower grade kiddies having an event in a certain room of the building, blocking the path to where I was heading. Apparently this school housed all levels from kindergarten to university. After a little talk with the assistant teacher of the class, a young, beatiful lad, I was allowed to walk through. Apparently she thought the event was not thought completely through, and was decided to host in a spot that was inconvenient for all others. I continued on my way to where I was heading. Looking back, I saw the school church (what..? if a real school had a church in it, I'd go protesting) through a man height window divided into three sections, each of which were about 2/3 of the height of the window. The church itself was just a big cubic extention of the school building, made of red brick. It had one little door with a tri-window like the one mentioned earlier above it. Some vines were growing on the wall. The general inside style of the school was red brick walls with a reddish brown tile floor, and a white, low ceiling. After a couple of hallways, I arrived where I was supposed to go. Apparently at this point I remember that it's an info event, mainly taking place to make us consider where to advance after high school. Up first I see some class mates from the year just finished, and I see one from way back that I hadn't seen in ages, on the benches surrounding a sculpture in the middle of the room. One told me that one of my best friends had ragequit the final physics test and gotten a bad grade for it, as he had spent all his time trying to help others in it (don't know how this makes sense in a test, lol). He was there too. He looked down. And like he hadn't washed his long hair in ages. His hair was longer than IRL in this dream, more than the shoulder height it usually was. So I sat down on a large 10m, wall to wall, sofa which was black. My friend who was nearby, and whose backpack was on the sofa next to me, took it away to make more room, since it was at the very end of the sofa, next to which I sat down, and since I didn't have much room next to me on the other side. My old woodwork teacher from when I was only 14 came and offered us all some sandwiches/steak plates. I hesitated to take either and initially declined the offer for either, but then I decided to take a sandwhich. Didn't taste that great. I talked with one of my friends on the sofa a while, but the dream kinda ended there unclearly. Not sure at which point...



Infestation

I am on my computer, and notice that a part of my chest is tingling. I go to the bathroom to look at it in a mirror, and see that there's a bugbite on it. I scratch it. Accidentally I open it. I push the sides to get rid of the mush inside, but I end up squirting a lot of my real flesh out of it. A fistful of rotten flesh. Then I see it. It's completely filled with little worms and insects eating it. I freak out. I look closer, I mean, it's FILLED with them. And somehow I get the idea my whole body is too. My older brother calls out for me outside the bathroom so I clean up the flesh, put my shirt back on, and go talk to him. He asks questions about his new bass guitar. (what...? That's quite random)

PS: this dream made me not want to eat breakfast. A gross sight.