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I was in the hallway of my old community college, browsing my social media when I saw a tweet from a chillwave artist I wanted to see live but won't because the festival tickets are beyond expensive.

The artist spoke about this fictional artist called Ferrol Farraque, apparently a city pop artist they used to sample. Someone even subtweeted "Go sing over Ferrol Farraque again"

Thos mysterious artist usually keeps to themselves, even their interview was just them saying a whole lot of nothing.

Then I saw them at my community college through the door talking to someone, but they're voice was muted and it just showed subtitles saying they're never playing at this event again after this.

I go downstairs and they do a panel where I can here their voices a little when paying close attention.

I then wake up in a room with someone else, we're colleages apparently and we overslept, my colleague takes the blame by premiering their music video over a projector in the hallway while the supervisor is mad at them.


I then wake up and snooze multiple times in real life as I'm still tired.
Been sleep poorly lately, got early shifts at work and no apartment yet while I have to move out soon.

Dream was in English.

I can't even tell whether I was asleep at the first "dream" or just half asleep "daydreaming" just being relaxed enough to vividly see my thoughts as I was relaxed enough.

First dream I was meeting up with an alt girl named Hotdogs and we went to my apartment.

In the second dream, I dreamed about having apparently finished an entire song a recording a music video for it. The song in question was mainu sun 找路 by the Taiwanese artist ABAO. The music video in my dream was then uploaded to a YouTube channel, but they had credited the artist under a different name and featured a married artist duo whom had no idea that their song just got leaked.
It wasn't my song after all, it was theirs.
I then woke up.

What I'm surprised about the most is that I was able to unconsciously remember the entire mainu sun 找路 song as a whole as it's performed in indigenous Taiwanese.
https://youtube.com/watch?v=McJyHVT2hf0

I moved to a new apartment in Berlin that has a super comfy bed, but I have not yet found a comfortable sleeping position as well as a healthy sleep schedule in general which is why I haven't really had any interesting dreams yet but rather half asleep dream remnants. My alarm is set to go off in an hour, but I don't even know if I have any sleep left.

On the bright side, my new full-time job starts today, which means I finally start to have a routine again after three years which will guarantee me going to bed earlier due to all contact and exhaustion, gotta love capitalism innit.

idk why the girl's name was hotdogs either
I should also mention that this dream was surprisingly in English with Dutch names and characters. I never mention language on here, but most of my dreams are usually in Dutch with some exceptions. But now that I'm in Berlin that might change to dreaming in English and German.

Night of August 12, 2018. Sunday.

Reading time: 1 min 29 sec. Readability score: 73.



I had made a music video of one of my songs. An unknown male happily praises my work, saying how “perfect” it is. I had supposedly not seen it for a long time.

The video recording is somehow on an audio cassette. (I have not recorded on audio cassettes for years.) I notice that the tape, in a cassette deck about three feet below the monitor and vertically oriented, had been left near the middle and I remember that not having a cassette tape rewound when not in use exposes the surface and might cause wow and flutter and damage the area. I start to play it, but it is about a minute into the song, so I rewind it to the beginning of the video.

“My” song turns out to be a strange version of “Sloop John B.” It mostly features me standing and singing in front of the sides of old ships. I am singing out of key. My voice is wavering and is annoying. Not all the words are the same as the original song, but I eventually make out, “So hoist up the John B’s sail. See how the mainsail sets.”

In the last scene, I notice a cannon pointed towards the viewer, on the right of where I am standing in a closeup shot from my chest up. It appears to be protruding from behind a tarpaulin.

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My dream is a typical mix of associations that are unrelated. The main idea comes from sailing, as I had been using the word “oneironaut” (“dream sailor”) in some dream-related essays I had recently been writing. (Boats and water occur regularly in my dreams as it is.) Another word I had been using recently is “canon,” though related to known facts about my dreaming history. (In contrast, there are photographs from when I was about four, where I sat astride a cannon in a park.) Being the video’s last scene, it is the reactive representation of the cessation of the dream state. (Additionally, it may be a phallus association that reflects a need to wake and use the bathroom). In real life, I had recently made a video of a recent track of mine, but there are no vocals.

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Bedtime:
10:15pm
Wakeup:
7:30am

Recall wasn't so good last night, I didn't have my focus. I had a 10 hour work day, so my sleep was very deep. Did recall one solid dream though.

Dream 1
I was at a mass in a town near where I grew up, and my whole family was there. Halfway into the mass, this woman started giving a presentation, but there was some kids who were being really loud. I didn't witness exactly what happened, but the woman made these kids leave. I saw the mother gather her children and yell "Don't worry, we won't be coming back!" and she looked really angry. The next thing I know, my aunt goes up to the woman and ruins her presentation. She scribbles all over her whiteboard and says some stuff to her about how you can't just kick children out of the church. Then she realizes how embarrassing her actions were and starts crying. I get up and take her to the sacristy, and she's crying and says she was just really mad at how the woman treated that family. Then the priest comes in to talk to her, and I'm just sort of observing the whole thing. I forget what he was saying to her, but then the woman came in and she seemed really embarrassed and emotional as well. My aunt wouldn't talk to her or even look at her, and then I think we left.

Dream 2 (fragment):
This fragment is like a fake memory from high school, there's a bunch of kids from my class in a park behind my house, and we're all doing this music video with choreographed dancing and singing. I remember seeing my best friend from high school, who I haven't spoken to in years IRL, and I just remember avoiding her the whole time, even though we were still in high school and supposedly still friends. Awkward feelings...

7:54 AM

#1: Two guys inside of a movie, something about Indians. Maybe a Western movie?

#2: A music video about an anime girl obsessed with this guy. Possibly a yandere. Maybe there was a kiss scene?

#3: We’re staying at my sister’s house. Apparently we’re given three pieces of candy to eat for our stay. The details changed a bit to include a piece of chicken, and when mom says “that won’t be enough”, a bowl of cereal for breakfast was edited in.

9:27 AM

There’s a candy or bakery shop. Mom gets some candy but I accidentally delete it or something. I try to remember how to get it back. I remember leaning over a tub full of some soapy water and pressing my fingers together trying to remember how, and manage to make the water increase.

I’m in a room and have a clear sealed bag of handy. Apparently I managed to get her pieces of chocolate into the top of it. Either the bag rings or she gets a call in the other room, and I take the bag to her and hand it over. She says something about how they mix cherries into it now, and I realize the red candies on top are cherry.

While in the other room, I find I small clear bag of stuff, including a big paperclip. It’s bent when I hold it in front of me.

Inspiration: While typing up some dream goal ideas last night before bed, I accidentally deleted some of the text and used the CTRL+Y keys to get it back. That’s what I was trying to do in the dream, except without a computer. XP

Notes:

I woke at about 5:30 as well with no recall.

It is really confusing when the details change after the fact. I can understand it in my head but how the heck do you type that up to make sense!

14.05.2010

94: 5.14.10; 9:15AM Part 5: Touching Music Video. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am watching a music video that fills me entire field of vision. The music is clear in my head, and the video and song are of a sad subject: a bandmate who died in a car crash. The video features a light blue car in which he was sitting in the backseat, the song saying that one of their most loved memories of him being the first day they went to the studio. The video shows him in a hospital bed, and after several changes to the scene involving the room and the people in it, the camera heads out the door and back to the road, the song ending.

The song had a very current-Hawthorne Heights sound to the music and vocals. It was VERY touching.