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22/07/2019

Before 4
Coming up with ideas for a book. Several character ideas and a kick ass woman. I try to write all the ideas down and consider running them past AB to see if they are cool.

The dream shifts and I am one of the earlier characters in a sort of starting area for an online game. It is a green forest with ruins of old vehicles. Last of us vibe. Maybe a husk of a plane all overgrown. Down under the wreck are hidden cards that someone has thrown away. Studying these will teach me the spells. Normally this character type shouldn't be able to learn spells... but it is possible to hack the system. :mwahaha: I look through the cards. One is ripped in half. Someone else arrives and I quickly hide the cards in a pocket.

4-6 after wbtb.
There is a carnival event going on nearby across a canal. I leap the canal and run to the event but then change my mind and go back. Back in some kind of house a woman asks me why I was running and tells me that it is dangerous to jump canals. But I did though. Twice. Afterwards I am up in a car on a hillside and see a massive flood. The water pours down the side of the hill in a huge torrent with gigantic trees amongst it, getting swept away. The DC in the car with me says we arent even supposed to be here at this time. I get out of the car to look but the torrent has stopped. It is just a normal river with tree trunks floating in it. On the bank are some small herb plants that may be important to collect. Later on I sit down and rest. I have a cover which I put up over my head but then become paranoid someone could sneak up on me. A DC with a sign comes and puts it down near me.

6.30-6.50
Wake up in an unfamiliar house and go looking for gym gear. In a wooden drawer in another room there is a new gym top that I haven't seen before and socks that are red and grey marked with letters MRW on them.

23/07/2019

Early
I am at a station looking for a train.

Before 5.45
Earlier I am talking to MR about work stuff and he asked about the "database transaction song" :cackle: It was more of a poem but I couldnt recall how it went. Someone came in and told us to change. We were given scarves and gloves. I had smart work shoes on and a pair of trainers and some hiking boots. I asked which would be most appropriate. Hiking boots. Some other people were wearing trainers but I decided to follow advice. We start walking and end up going up some tiled stairs. This leads to an underground chamber with vaulted ceilings between brick arches. It is dark but there is enough natural light to see where we are. One member of the group has a miners hat with head torch. In the distance a group is being shown around. This is an abandoned sewer apparently.

5.50- 6.30
I am lying on a bed in an unfamiliar house. There are builders next door talking about whatever job they are doing. Then I feel someone touching me and open my eyes to find a woman seemingly about to perform a sexual act on me. Since I didnt know who she was or where I was the whole situation was a bit off and so I politely declined.:wtf: She started talking about things that didnt make any sense until I realised that I was one of my previous tabletop roleplay characters. Trying to get me to move abroad to follow some other woman who I was apparently in love with. Not after M... cant go through that (heartbreak) again.
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The dream begins with a fragment of me being in school and rehashing the beginning of "Fake WILD." This does not cause me to become lucid. A bunch of things that I forget happen until I end up playing a video game that was a knockoff of both Fortnite and Guardians of the Galaxy. (I have never actually played Fortnite, nor have I ever watched Guardians of the Galaxy.) Eventually I stop playing and walk into the bathroom to tidy myself up; I notice that I'm wearing a circular metal-wire pendant a few inches in diameter depicting an upward-facing five-pointed star inscribed in a circle. This causes me to become lucid.

I am shirtless and standing in front of a mirror (which works just as it does in WL), and the pendant gives me the idea to make a "transformation pendant" that will cause me to grow a third arm. I therefore take off the original pendant and imagine a new one appearing that at first looks like a small quartz crystal but quickly changes to be nearly identical to the old one. I put it on so that it hangs over my chest... and lo and behold, a third arm instantaneously "appears" growing out of the center of my chest! I am able to feel it as though it were a natural part of my body, and after a little effort at first, I can move it around just as well. I briefly wonder why I haven't given myself four arms like several of the Hindu deities, but nothing results from that line of questioning.

After a minute or so, my baser desires took over, and I decided to retract the third arm by taking off the pendant so that I could make room... to grow a pair of breasts. (Why does this always happen?) I got a little U-shaped piece of stiff metal foil from nowhere having the dimensions of a long piece of tape and put it on my lower abdomen so that it covered my navel; this, I told myself, would cause me to transform in the desired way. Just before anything could happen, I "woke up."

I was still standing in the bathroom when I awoke; I did not question this at all. I also looked totally normal except for my hair; whereas my actual hair is brown, only several inches long, and well-kept, it was now long, black, greasy, and incredibly unkempt, standing largely upright in the manner of the title character from Edward Scissorhands. Some of it was also drawn back in a little ponytail I didn't remember making so that the haircut overall reminded me of Ranma's from the eponymous anime. I remember thinking about how cool it looked, but I was still concerned about who had made the ponytail, since they must have done it while I was sleeping; I began to suspect that it had been some sort of Asian deity who had "taken favor" on me. (As in real life this would be blasphemy of the highest degree, I don't know how I was able to speak it without issue here...)

I was disappointed with how greasy my hair was and almost washed it, but decided against it since it was still the middle of the night and far too early in the morning to be splashing cold water over myself. Instead I felt a sudden urge to empty my bladder and tried to do so, encountering some difficulty at first but eventually going until I no longer felt the urge to go. I awoke shortly thereafter, not having soiled myself in any way.
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Good

A dream with Jamie in it. We are in a video game or something. Can't remember much just that the vibe is good. I like how she is being really consistent lately.

Some HH while waking up.

I was thinking about C and got a flash of a pink heart shaped box of chocolates... Um. No. Spirits do not start this shit again in someone else...

Some more HH

Was thinking about C again. Suddenly saw Jesus looking to the side as if he didn't approve. Ah I was wondering what he had to say about that.

Grossest dream ever

I'm working at McDonald's when a strange order comes up. On the screen it says some sandwich like a "Dirty Harry.". I am freaking out because I have never in my life heard of this. I ask the till person just what in the hell is going on? She replies that a special employee must make it something to do with someone's maiden name's something something. I am still confused AF. James the manager runs out and says he has to do it. He then performs making the sandwich by toasting the bun. Then he literally starts kissing the wall and slobbering all over it and he's making these loud rubbery kersplunk sounds. He then wipes the open part of the bun on the part of the wall with his slobber all over it and then finishes making the sandwich normally. I am so grossed out that I wake up right away. This is not the first time I have seen James in a dream where he does something absolutely disgusting and I never want him in my dreams AGAIN.

Boring dream

I was with all these people I seemed to know in a huge house that was also a mini apartment complex... Hard to explain but I kept wanting to leave and explore the underground tunnels.

Pyramid

I am with Jamie in What is supposed to be the great pyramid of Egypt. Our roles are kind of strange in this dream - We are both asian, we are also both children, and she's also my older sister. I am trying to get into a room in the top of the pyramid but it's way too small to fit in. Jamie is inside mocking me like a big sister would. I give up and go down a long passage in the dark. I find a lightswitch and turn it on. A second later Jamie turns herself into a ghost and shuts the light switch off, laughs and then speeds off. I can't get the light switch working again so I continue my way down.

Hug

I am in a strange basement with super long hallways with a young couple. I turn a corner and a 6 or 7 year old girl comes out of nowhere and hugs my waist, she looks up ans smiles at me. I say, "Thank you." and push her off after a few seconds. I am paranoid her parents will think I'm a creep or something. I have an impression that it may have been Jamie, but can't be sure.

No more fortnite please


I am with Jamie in fortnite again. We are by ourselves on the snowy side of the map. We are just building long tunnels and stuff, meanwhile we are having this massive conversation, some of it relevant to the dream and some of it just regular stuff. We are really getting along in this dream.
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I've managed to get the things bouncing around in my head under control fairly well by now -- with considerable help from God -- so it's back to the (ir)regularly scheduled programming.

I was in a prior dream I once had (one that I haven't recorded on this site) about being at a circus that was somehow affiliated with the Catholic church. My family were all sitting in their seats and telling me to hurry up because the show was beginning, but I was busy making myself some hot chocolate in the concessions area outside (the circus was set up like a sports stadium instead of a tent). I spilled some boiling water on my hand and burned it, but I didn't notice the burn throughout the rest of the dream even though it should have stayed there. I finally went to sit down in my seat and watch the show, but my brother wanted something explained to him, so he pushed an "emergency contact button" in front of him, causing a man standing on a small hanging platform up near the ceiling to be lowered down to him. I was embarrassed that he had disrupted the show for no reason and left somehow.

This transitioned into me leading ten or so high-school students (I was high-school age myself) over a bare stone hill in the middle of a region of similar hills. The students were being unruly and annoying. On the summit of the hill there was a little glass box resembling a covered bus stop with a hot tub in it that could seat two people. All of the students but one (some random girl) abandoned the trip to go play in/around the hot tub while the girl and I continued on.

After we had descended the other side of the hill, we reached the river from the Obsessive Transformations dream I had a while back; it didn't look exactly the same, but it had a rope-and-plank bridge over it similar to the boardwalks from that dream, and I intuitively knew it was the same river. I told the girl that there were some interesting things to see on the other side, but she expressed concern that we wouldn't be able to cross: the river periodically surged with great torrents of water high enough to wash over the bridge and knock anyone on it over and off the side. We saw several people try to cross and fail in this manner. I eventually told the girl to hold onto the ropes and lean back, supporting her weight with her arms as well as her legs, in order to cross without being washed off; we both did this and succeeded.

The bridge led to a large green atrium-like shaft with a staircase going around the edge, which we descended. At periodic intervals there were floors in the middle of the atrium containing visual representations of various memories I had of my maternal grandparents. The girl asked what they were, so I explained some of them, adding that I hadn't seen either of my maternal grandparents for two years now (very strange situation) and wondered how they were doing. I also showed her a few dream-control tricks so that she would better understand how this place worked -- it was one of my dreams, after all... We eventually reached the bottom of the shaft, where there was a wooden floor blocking our further descent. I willed a trapdoor into existence and began to open it to show the girl what lay below, but just before I could, the dream faded.

This dream is mainly interesting to me for two reasons: First, the fact that I "revisited" two previous dreams and even knew that I had had one of them before; and second, that there was another "main character" in the dream besides myself. It's very rare for people in dreams to follow me around for any length of time -- they're usually just a part of whatever set-piece I'm in at the moment and have little to no personality or importance. Even the members of my family tend to function merely as plot devices when present; in the original "Obsessive Transformations" dream, they were so unimportant to me that my brother appeared halfway through the journey to the island and disappeared before we got there and I didn't care at all.

Moreover, I rarely communicate with any DCs, and never on any intelligent or emotional level -- only just enough to advance the progress of the dream, as can be seen by the fact that when I died in "Obsessive Transformations," all I wanted my mother to do was give me her Minecraft password so I could respawn. Neither of us felt any kind of grief or even surprise; there was no "human connection," so to speak. Here, though, even though I had no idea who this girl was in real life and no reason to care about here, I felt like she was an actual person that I had to guide safely through the dream, and I was able to empathize and communicate meaningfully with her. The whole experience was really strange but overall pleasant.
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For whatever reason, I was in a sketchy barbershop that had snakes, monkeys, worms, and ants all over it. I was with this old guy. We exited the shop and headed towards Knott's Berry Farm, which for some reason was right next to this shop. The old guy kept hugging/touching me, which was weird. But also funny in retrospect.

I don't know how to feel about this :rolllaugh: But that's all I remember. I have a decent recollection from a few nights ago but I don't have the time to record it right now.
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I'm following some guy in an airplane trying to take off. He taxis around a gas station and I have to follow him through. Since we are in military planes, I have to be careful not to hit anything. I see that the other guy has already taken off, but his plane is now some kind of single prop stunt plane. I look around me and realize my plane has transformed as well. With only a short runway, I climb in to the sky easily and feel my stomach lurch a little as I climb faster than expected. The guy comes back around and tells me to follow him down to a steep ridge line. We land ourselves by clinging to some of the rocks. He tells me that a herd of caribou are up here and he's going to start a stampede along the single file ridge line. I start to panic, though, because I keep losing my grip on the rocks and it's a very long drop down. The guy comes back and tells me it's fine and that there isn't a crazy drop at all. I look behind me, and sure enough, there is no crazy drop. I'm just standing at the top row of some bleachers.
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Strange insects
Somehow, in a sort of void which is seemingly somehow between some sort of piping in my flat, I find a bunch of strange spider-like creatures(*). I know, in the dream, that their presence near somebody damages their mind like black mold(**), so I thought of ways to get rid of them. I went away from the bugs to laying on the living room couch, telling my mother about the insects. I then notice that the bugs are walking around behind the couch. Back to the void, I find a sort of mushroom and eat it(***). In my "inventory"(****), which suddenly appeared, it was marked as something with a name beginning with "Momma". For some reason, this mushroom was supposed to help against the insects. I then find myself at a doctor, with him assessing what damage the insects did to my mind(*****). Most of the room was a very bright white color, a strong light above and a sort of chair which could be set to have somebody in a more laying or more sitting position. He pointed at an MRI image of my brain, specifically at an abnormal part of it, using a sort of long stick.

My father going insane
I'm in my father's car, my mother sitting behind me and my father left of me. We were driving along a long road towards a sort of small shopping street and a school. I didn't know where exactly we were going, though. Suddenly, for some reason, my father gets so mad he just somehow launches himself out of the car at low speed into a sort of field at the side of the road, somehow from the right side where I was sitting but not, even though he was just at the left side. I and my mother were panicked. I asked her which pedal was the brake again, but she was so panicked she didn't answer. A turn was coming, so I steered into it as hard as I could, nearly losing control of the car. We then heard police sirens. Then the dream ended.
*They appeared because I had a startling encounter with a very, to me, gross spider I had encountered a day before. Before I went to bed yesterday, I had looked at it again, which was the reason it appeared in the dream in a stylized fashion.

**As I fell asleep, a sort of crime documentary show had an episode running about babies becoming infected with an unkown disease. In the end, the episode concluded by revealing that black mold is what made them sick. That is what created this part of the dream.

***Inspired by an addon in Garry's Mod.

****Reminiscent of the Rust inventory.

*****This scene was inspired by when I went to a doctor to check on a possible pollen allergy.
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"Cockroaches" in my way
I needed to crawl through a thick bush of sorts, towards my mother waiting behind it for some reason. In front of me, on the stem of the plants making up the bush, sat two gigantic "cockroaches". I "knew" they were cockroaches when I found them in the dream, but in reality, they looked like a sort of moth, stretched into the shape of a cockroach and resized to a size double the size of my hand. I wanted to push them off of the stem, but I took them instead. Something like this always happens in my dreams. I then tried to set it on the dirt, but for some reason, the back of it had a crimson-colored substance on it's back, sticking to my hand as if it like super glue to my hand. After a few attempts of getting it off using my other hand to attempt to push it off, I tried to set it back on the stem. It moved its legs and gripped onto the tree, somehow very easily coming off of my hand, as if it could control how sticky the red substance was.
I actually forgot to submit this when I wrote it.
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I had a failed wbtb last night

The only dream I remember is a false awakening. It was a normal one
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I'm in a class room studying maths.
I'm copying some numbers and letters off the board.
Then Im drawing a pink out line around my work.
I see a red pen and use that instead to outline my work.

I'm making a grid (a table) in red to put my answers in.

Donald Trump is the class teacher
He says somthing nice about my Dissociative identity disorder. Then it is little lunch time (10am) so we all go outside.

Then I look back at the class room and there are three students inside so I go back to class.

We have a new teacher now.

I look at the red table in my maths note book and wake up.

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