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I was at Jack's house. Steve had a bottle of sleeping medicine. I read the label and it said for him to take it in the morning when he woke up. I told him that Chelse had the same sleeping medicine and that you're suppose to take it at night before bed. He told me that after he took it in the morning, he wouldn't be able to get himself out of bed until 4 p.m. I explained to him that it was supposed to be taken at bedtime. He rationalized it and agreed with me.

I walked outside onto the porch facing Jeff's house. I saw him standing in the driveway talking to Pat and Sarah who were in the driveway with a black SUV. The back drivers door was open and he was leaned inside the SUV talking to them. Penny (his mother) was standing at the entrance of the open garage watching them. I yelled his name, he didn't hear me. So I yelled louder and I saw him glance over at me for a second but he continued talking to Pat and Sarah. Jeff always did this. He wouldn't divert his attention away from what he was doing when you tried to get his attention sometimes. It was very real. I called his name a third time even louder. At that point his mom yelled at him and said "Joey's hollering at you!" Jeff looked at me slightly irritated and said "what's up dude?" I once again (I dream about him 3 times a week) walked up to him in disbelief. I said "Jeff you're ok!" I put my hand on the side of his head and he flinched saying "Ahh! Careful dude!" because his head was hurt. It made sense to me (he died from blunt trauma to the head). I said "Jeff do you know what happened to you" He looked around cautiously and saw his mom, he gave me a look as to not disclose what happened to him. I said "Jeff, you died..." His mom had a look of realization on her face suddenly. She looked at me and I knew that she was also having the same dream. I realized she was lucid dreaming with me, but she was not able to handle remembering the reality of Jeff's death. She started crying and ran off. Jeff looked at me irritably. I kept grabbing him and hugging him. I told him that I was dreaming and that he was dreaming too. I told him that he was dead and he nodded his head agreeing with me that he knew he was dead too. He said "I know I'm dead, I've just been visiting you in your dreams to make you feel better." I told him that everyone missed him so much.

We started walking up Sheley road towards Marty and Kelsey's house. I told him how torn up Trevor, Kelsey and his own family were. He knew they were sad. I told him that he should look at his Facebook page at all the stuff that people had been posting. He asked me about it. I told him that he had several months of people writing on his wall saying nice things about him and how much they missed him. He said "I know you've been writing a lot about me, I have seen it. I know you were really my friend because of everything that you have done for my family and friends." I said "Of course your my friend dude, you're one of my best friends. You, Jack, Ben and Shawn are my best friends." He nodded in agreement. We turned right onto Harris street. I told him about how Ben moved to Hawaii and that he was happy and successful with Cara, his wife. I told him about Jack and his departure to basic training and how he had also got married.

I started to cough. My mouth was salivating and I was coughing up a lot mucus. It started to consume my mouth. I tried to spit it out of my mouth but it stuck to my lips like a insoluble slime stuck to my mouth. I was trying to grab it with my hand and it was getting all over my hands. Jeff laughed out loud at my struggle to get the mucus out of my mouth and off my hands. He offered me gum. He pulled out four pieces of green spearmint gum that were not covered with the metal foil. They were slightly deformed from being in his pocket. I held out my left hand and he dropped two pieces that were stuck together into my hand. I started chewing. He extended his hand towards my right hand and was going to drop the other two pieces into my right hand. I held out my hand and received the gum.

I gained my composure again and told him that we should get on Facebook so he could see how many notifications he had from people writing on his wall about his death.

At that point we were back in the town I live in currently, up in my apartment in my office. He sat at the computer. RT was up on the screen and he started watching. I told him to check Facebook. He couldn't get out of RT so I helped him. He came to the Facebook main page and typed in his username (I don't remember what it was exactly) then he typed in his password and I saw exactly what he typed P******* R****. I took a mental note of his password so I could log into his Facebook page. For some reason he was not able to get logged in because he account had become dormant from his absence. He was going through the verification steps to get his account back to normal when several pop ups from various sites came up asking for log in information. He was putting his info into these websites. I realized that it was going to cause a problem for me to log back into those sites. A security certificate verification popped up asking to verify the page. He kept clicking on yes before I had a chance to read anything. I was getting anxious because I wasn't sure what was going on. My blackboard student website was getting messed with, and unnecessary messages were being sent to my professors. I saw a strange government warning pop-up in the window. I asked Jeff if he would let me sit down and fix the problem.

Chelse started yelling from the bathroom. She had just woken up from her nap because she worked the night before. I told Jeff to go show himself to Chelse. They met in the hallway as Chelse was walking out of the bathroom. She said "Jeff! What are you doing here?" Jeff said "I'm here to visit you guys." Chelse said "But you're dead..."

Then I woke up..

I am in a meeting, in a spiritual work center. The center is made of a white tent, and the ground is made of dirt.

After speaking to the audience, i returned to my seat. A person next to me said that M, an old University colleague, had died, but
her spirit comunicated with a medium from the centre. She told through the medium that she would come back as Red King.

I thought: "But i´m Red King". And i got confused.

The girlfriend of the Spiritual Work Center coordinator explained to me that M would come back in a diferent body, but with ways (of speaking, of moving) like mine, because M always loved the way i was.

I put both of my hands in my head and and furiously, started to curse and shout out loud...none of those things pleased me at all.

The Spiritual Work Center Coordinator noticed my behaviour and didn´t liked it a bit.

I ran from the tent, and i got inside a white volkswagen and i left.

Suddenly i was in my father´s house...but i cant remember what it went down there.
The dream scene moved to a bar, full of shelfs, and those shelfs where full of books.
The shelfs where white, with golden reflections.
One of the books was inside a plastic cover, it was a collector´s edition.

The dreamscene changed once more, and i´m in my grandmother´s house.

As i was going upstairs (my old grandmother house had 3 floors) i was looking to every single room and division, and i started to think that me and my wife could put shelfs with lots and lots of books, where it used to be the office room.
I started making plans in order to buy wood and build the shelfs myself.

The dreamscene changed one last time, and i saw myself in a wheelchair...but i can´t remember why i was in it.

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Comments: This dream is part of dateless dreams series.

I was in Island Park (real place), a man promised a real trip. I know it meant acid. I felt anticipation and then rejection when it did not come through.

Then I'm traveling somewhere. My dream cars are almost always like clown cars. Like I'm oversized or the car is too little, and I feel like there is never a roof. Anyway.. I'm driving and going over hills and I notice I can see the outlines of the states and it's like I'm driving on a map. I was between Kansas and Missouri. I felt lost and I didn't know where I was supposed to be going, but I know I had a destination. I don't know if I was being followed the whole time or if anyone had been with me, but I remember shouting at someone in another car, telling them I was bound to get lost and I needed help. It was someone I knew, but that's all I know about them.

According to my memory, next I was in some sort of forest, but it was slightly cartoon-like. I might've been in the same dream, because I know more came before this, but all I can remember is thinking of Yogi Bear and then a bear-like creature appeared. At that moment, I felt I had just figured out something big. Something spiritual, something for myself. In fact, thinking the name Yogi, the appearence of the creature, and the epiphany-like feeling all hit me simultaneously. I wish I could remember more about this part, because it's making me think of my spirit guide.

>>> Later on, during a nap.

I'm dreaming of being at work (where I had just been.) I'm sitting on pot of chili along with a friend, and it actually felt quite awkward, but I was supposed to sit on it to keep it warm. Then once it was at the right temp, we were supposed to stick it on the stove-top. I also remember talking to a co-worker about one of the managers and something that was going on with him. I remember looking around and realized that the manager I was talking about had been staring at me the whole time. I pretended that I didn't say anything.