I was with a small group but I never saw their faces. They were always behind me just out of sight. We were in a city I know the name of but the buildings were definitely not from there. I think I was showing the group around. At one point we are outside a building and a type of carnival was going on. It had a festive air to it. There were a lot of people enjoying the carnival, both kids and adults equally. I remember seeing a very large tree, tall with a lot of branches (perhaps oak) with ropes hanging from it. There were people dangling from the ends of the ropes being held in some type of harness around their torso (It reminded me of the ride at Disneyland that kind of looks like a maypole. There is a central pole with cables attached. There are Disney characters at the end of the cables and people sit in them. When the ride gets going the characters lift up and its like you're flying). They were being swung around and they were laughing and smiling. They were having so much fun! You could see the wonder in their eyes. In the dream I was kind of puzzled when looking at everyone. Anyway, now I'm in a moving thing with my group. We are going really fast! The ride is too smoothe to be a car; I don't know what we're in but there is no roof or windows. I'm looking up at the outside of a tall, high-rise building. Gleaming glass and steel. It's strange because instead of just seeing the windows you get glimpses of what is on the inside. Except it's not like the window is gone and you're looking in. Instead, when you look it's like the building melted around the scene so that the walls and everything don't block the view. I remember resting my head on the side of the vehicle I was in and telling my group, "

In one dream I am with a group of people, we were a hodgepodge group. Most of us didn't know each other before joining the group but we got to know each other pretty well. I'm not sure what made us form the group or what types of things we did. There was something we tried to avoid but I don't know what it was (I get the sense we were survivors, but of what I have no clue). We cared about each other and tried to take care of each other. At one point a young man who hadn't been with us for long, did the thing we weren't supposed to do. It killed him. His body was lying on the ground. I was sad and upset with him. But he wasn't dead. (I have the feeling of zombie but it wasn't like in the movies where he would reanimate and then try to kill everyone). There was a metal building that looked like one of those POD storage containers. I looked towards it and I saw the dead young man emerge from there. It was a new version of him, I think, because I was standing over his body and yet looking at his new body. He looked just the same. He was confused. It was like he was newly born and yet it was in an adult body. He didn't know what had happened or why. The group became anxious and we knew we had to drink something. Suddenly there is a camping cook stove there with a huge pot of thick, bubbling, liquid. We all formed a line and took a large spoonful of the liquid. The reborn young man went first.

September 20, 2014 AM -- Time Shift & Semi

No intent to dream.

Woke and checked the time on the alarm clock. Saw 6:52 instead of 5:12 AM.

At 5:40 AM, my bed is vibrating ever so finely. Nothing running in the house. This has happened before but I've chalked it up to either the furnace or the sump pump running.

Parked light blue semi with an empty flatbed parked on a concrete paved street or parking lot. There was a curb. White background.

I am at my home. People are trying to get in and I try to stop them . I do and yell for my daughter to call the police which she does. By that time there are many people I dont know in my yard having some sort of party. None of these people do I know nor want there. I go in my home and they are there too. I calm down and wait and the police arrive. The people seem unfamiliar or speaking a foreign language and are very bossy and overbearing.

I was outside tall office buildings in London. It was about 9am and everyone was walking to work with suits, ties and business dresses. I knew I had to get to my appointment but I realised that I wasn't wearing anything but my case. As soon as I realised the fact I saw the other people looking at me, pointing their fingers and chatter about me. I felt totally embarrassed as I had nowhere to hide and knew this was an unacceptable, embarrassing situation. I found a shop that sold sports cloths so I went in and bought a Tshirt and a Bermuda. While I knew I had to return home to get a proper suit for my appointment I was relieved that at least I wasn't naked anymore.

I was with my family at a holiday resort, enjoying the sun and walking down the pier. My wife wanted to buy an handbag and my kids had ordered an ice cream. The kids were enjoying their ice cream in the milk bar and I was next door with my wife. At the counter I reached into my pocket to pay the handbag but couldn't find any money. I was irritatedt and started fumbling for my wallet. I opened it an it was empty, no money there. I was feeling embarrassed. I took out a credit card. The clerk swiped it but returned it to me saying it was declined. My wife said, 'oh dear' this is so embarrassing! I tried the last card and it didn't work either. We returned the bag and walked out in total embarrassment and afraid that we couldn't even pay for the ice cream of the kids. When I arrived there, my son had paid for it and I woke up.

I was on the street in front of my parents house. I entered it and couldn't walk up, only down towards the basement. I was walking down , it was dark and I was embarrassed that I hadn't been there for my dad when he died. I felt that my dad was buried in this dark basement. I walked around in the darkness until I hit my foot on a stone and stumbled across the room to reach the light switch and flood the room with light. In this moment the room dissolved into pure light and he embarrassement was gone.

Friday September 19, 2014




I am at my house (not my house in real life) and my friends and I are throwing a party in my back yard, consisting mostly of people from Electric Forest. My large in ground swimming pool and the surrounding concrete patio are immediately behind the one story brick home. The layout I've described so far reminds me of the house Mark Zuckerberg buys in Silicon Valley in the Facebook movie, but it's not exactly the same. It is nighttime, and lights on the house and in the pool provide ambiance. The pool area is enclosed with a chain link fence, with a yard behind it. Upwards of a hundred people are running around, but I'm chilling in the back left corner of the pool (from the house's perspective) with my boys Sean and Jason. We're just standing/swimming in a circle talking and watching people play. Sean is to my left and Jason to my right. I am facing the corner of the pool but am furthest away. Suddenly from my right I hear the roar of a steel roller coaster and the thrilled screams of the people on board. Just as quickly as it comes, it disappears like the sound of a car engine speeding past you on a highway. How many parties have coasters?
Electronic music is playing over all these sounds. I walk through the circle to the edge and lift a wet hand out of the water to grab my phone. I unlock it and pick a song. Apparently I am the one playing the music, via Bluetooth. I lock the phone and put it in my pocket underwater. I turn around and dive in, swimming across the bottom of the pool. The music is muffled the way water does, but I can still hear it. I think to myself 'Damn, that's pretty impressive that the Bluetooth works under twelve feet of water.' I swim back over towards my friends and surface. I set my wallet and phone on the ledge. I wonder to myself why I have my wallet in the pool. Unlike my phone, that's not waterproof. I swim around a little more and look back to see three dark (but Caucasian) men standing around my stuff. Sean and I step up at about the same time, and the men dissipate and leave the party. "They almost just stole my wallet" I say to Sean, thanking him for having my back like he always does.
"They did get my wallet," he replies, looking out the fence to the other pool. The other pool sits off to the side, dark and completely unpopulated. 'Why do I have two pools?'
I awake (in real life) in the middle of the night and look at my alarm clock. 4:40 AM. I need to write that dream down before I forget it! The memory is already fading. I think about reaching for my tablet, but I don't because dreams use the motor cortex for working memory and moving overwrites this space. I close my eyes and use the picture of Sean by the poolside as a hook to tow the dream back into working memory. That's almost all I have left.
Alright, I've got it. It's safe to move now and I can get my tablet. It's not there. I look down the hallway and see a girl, my age, with black hair like Sophie from Leverage over a skinny but well structured body about six feet tall. She has my android tablet in her left hand, arm dangling by her side, and she's facing me. She giggles and runs to her right, out of view down a stairwell. I chase her down the hall, which is dimly lit the way organizations run 'core' lighting at night or during a power outage. The walls are a dull, tasteful warm orange with nothing on them. I pass under three illuminated, recessed lights and break left down the stairs. She is close, I almost catch her! She gains stairs and dips out on one of the floors below me. I stop, having lost her, and take a small, blue plastic package of cool mint Listerine strips out of my pocket. I pop one on my tongue and take a deep breath. Okay, think like her, think like her...
My intuition guides me onto a random floor, out the door to the right and left around the first corner. This hallway has a bunch of doors, and turns right about 10 meters ahead. Directly in front of me is a clear glass window to a fishbowl classroom. I turn left down another hallway that was not visible until I turned down it, and which connects before the right turn with the fish bowl. She is standing at the end, just like before, with my tablet. It's a dead end with presumably locked double doors behind her. I close in, and she somehow gets around me and escapes! I've lost her again! I know she has Listerine strips just like I do, so I pull out the small light blue package, snap it open, and pop another one. I close my eyes and inhale through the mouth. The cool, almost overwhelming feeling overtakes my respiratory system. Think like her, think like her...
I run past the fishbowl and through some random maze of hallways. I approach another, different set of double doors and push them open in unison. I enter a huge, empty space with only one hanging industrial light lit in the far back left corner. It's a gymnasium. An empty gymnasium two stories tall with the typical clear coated hardwood floors and trussed ceilings. I walk across the gymnasium and out a different door. I walk calmly down some more hallways until I get to one of them with a right turn like before (but different). Instead of the fishbowl, there is a single wood door, open with the light on inside. I approach it and walk in. To my left are two rectangular tables in the shape of an L. The tables are filled with people sitting around them. Around the people there are student desks scattered randomly about the room in a manner that prevents occupants from seeing each others' papers. Only one of these desks are occupied, with the student facing away from me and hunched over. To my right is the teacher's desk, with a green chalkboard which terminates the room. A woman is half-leaning half-sitting centered along the side closest to me. She is an older, larger woman with curly, poofy blonde hair, circular glasses, and her arms crossed. She watches me the whole time I'm in this room, but never speaks a word. The students are silent, and I can't tell if she is proctoring a test or Eagle1istering detention. I walk up to one of the students sitting at the center table. He is sitting backwards, chair facing me instead of the table. It's Joey, the kid who was in my 10th grade electronics class and who sat next to me in my 12th grade math analysis class. He is holding my tablet with both hands at his stomach, like someone would if they were using it or reading from it except the screen is off. I step up to him and look him in the eyes. I calmly reach down and take the tablet from him with no resistance on his part. He can't run or retaliate in the presence of the proctor.
I sit at the isolated desk closest to the inside of the elbow of the L-table. It faces Joey and the other students. I recognize Jon, who is also sitting amongst the students at the center table. The three of us start talking quietly, and I wonder if that woman is going to intervene. Like I said before, she never does. We begin talking about cars, and they talk about which high-end cars they want. Most of the cars they bring up are in the six-digit price range. I interject with the Tesla Roadster. "It can beat all of the cars you've mentioned in a race. It can do zero to sixty in 3.6 seconds, practically a world record. A cheetah, which has never been surpassed by a street legal automobile, has a zero to sixty time of just 3.5 seconds. All your cars are 4+. On top of that, it is $68,000 instead of $168,000."
This is where the dream becomes a bit hazy, but the next thing I remember we are in Jon's car (his real car, none of the ones mentioned) and he's driving us around somewhere. It's still night time. I don't recognize where we are. I see a sign for Interstate 75, which makes a T-intersection to the left. This is the beginning of the highway. This doesn't look right for one thing, and for another thing I don't live near the end of I-75.
I wake up again at 5:55 AM. My tablet is right below me on the ground, untouched, and I write my dream(s) down.

I was on the outside of a large skyscraper that was under rennovations or the ends of construction. I could jump incredibly high in the air, and essentially do whatever I wanted. I was creating a pathway along the outside of the building, ramping upward. And having fun with the design of it, it was very abstract.

Three construction workers began to yell at me, and this portion of the dream went on with me exchanging with them about letting me make the ramp. I knew the entire time thier will was meaningless, and they could not stop me even if they wanted to. I went to the next portion of the dream as I tried to enter the building, and one of the workers forcefully stopped me.

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I was in the same city, but I was slightly more mobile. There were not sidewalkers of streets, just deep, cubular pools about 6x12 feet set up, decending downward as you advanced past each row. There was a party (confusion?) and nobody could retrieve what they needed at the bottom of the pools. I could easily dive and navigate around the perilous terrain, and I dove for many people. The one point I remember is I had my cigarettes in my pocket, and I asked someone to hold them and I never saw him again. No matter, I can jump 70 feet in the air and breathe under water.

For some reason the only part of the dream I remember is suddenly knowing that I have the ability to go through metal fences (not just anything like doors and windows, but specifically fences that have metal wires.) My first fence had no barbs in it, and I went bent over such that my head would also have to go through, and started pressing my body through. It went through it pretty easy, although there was a little bit of resistence in the wire. I noticed it.

Then I went along in the dream (can't remember anything else about the dream), but at some point I was with someone else, and we came along a barbed wire fence. There was no way through except throught the fence. I said, "Ah no problem, I can just go through it." I bent over because there was some metal structure above the barb wires. So I bent over just as in the other fence and began pressing my body through. This time the fence was just a bit uncomfortable. It wasn't painful, but definitely more resistent. In fact, I was roughly half way through when I got stuck momentarily. I muttere to the other person, "No problem..it's just my mind's resistence." I quieted the mind again, and easily melded through to the other side of the fence.