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Late through the fourth wall

Dreamed on 2015.09.06.0902 We had already settled into the campsite, but he wasn't there. It's fine, I told my mom -- brother had to finish up at work, pack all his things, drive all the way to the put in, then paddle down to here. Surely he got off to a late start and he must be on the river already and that's why he's not answering his phone. I get out my gopro to try calling him on anyway, but then realize that the gopro does not have phone capabilities. While I'm watching for him, I realize I'm looking out the window of the house I grew up in and watching down the road for a car to turn the corner, but there are no car marks in the freshly fallen snow (could a car even drive through that? Kids with shovels have cleared a small area to play and the snow looks one or two feet deep. I should probably help shovel, though brother won't be able to drive through here until the plows go by anyway. Not sure why we're camping in the snow -- thought we had ca

"impress us" PETA hackers.

Dreamed on 2015.09.06.0705 Once each year a hacking group comes into everyone;s kitchen and rearranges the things on their refrgerator. Mauebe the things in the refrigerator too? It's like... PETA but not just PETa and stuff. S tjhoiss uear we take everything out of the frge and hide it and we takke everything off the front of th e frige, tbu then we start to think -- lets noy tak e everything off -- let's tleave the words "impress us" im ,agnetic poetry on the fridge. I accidentally chip a glass, but then I ddn't because that's kst part of the desgn. We hear noises from downstairs maybe, but maube ust paranoid. Who breaks into places, anyway? And how? I mean, it happens to everyone one niht a year, so ther must b many members. Someone in each neighborhood must do it, but they're all good enouhg to never get caught? Weird.

but so are "the ooter teachers"...

Dreamed on 2015.08.17.0242 demoated to middle school even thuogh I'm an adult who used t work there. dtagging my heels so I'm late to class, nbut so at the ooter teachers that work there. They lectre the kids about how if you ake a facebook page to celebrate school being canceled and you'rs a teacher, you shouldn;t let he kids find it. Then they send us on the bus. On the bus, I find out that this one kid with really bad writing is giving ghe other kids instructions on what to practice writing if they want to be a creative writer. The other kids bring these cryptic notes to me to interpret, and I try my best, but the spelling is horrendous. In one it uses the word "god" or "God" or "good" or "Good" many times, but I can't wtll wich is which, so I tell the kid, "okay. I can tell you what each individual part probably means, but I can't tell you what it means overall." Then the bus gets to it's loca

"...from across the still pond"

Dreamed on 2014.07.01.2054 The child knelt at the water's edge. Torches flickered on the surface from across the still pond and he heard the drums of a great celebration -- boom boom bot kaboom kaboom botototot and so on, coupled every few repetitions with ecstatic ululation. He had seen the women whirling their orbits around the fire before, the gathered crowd drinking and socializing in varied states of normalcy and revelry. But tonight the child knelt, alone, at the water's edge. He dipped his hands in the water, and raised them to his face, cooling himself despite the already cool night. At this point the child noticed a glowing in the water, ten paces out, deep beneath the surface. He tilted his head slightly and stared -- the only logical explanation was that it was a will-o-the-wisp, one of those tricksome fairy creatures that lured you into sure danger. He'd heard stories and always assumed they were legend only -- he never thought he'd ever see one. If on

Recurrent

Dreamed on 2014.07.29.0942 Awesome tap-dance music video routine in a beautifully echoey elevator. Slow motion backflips off the walls. Kind know it's a dream, but having fun. Decide I should learn tap dancing. Don't want to get up. With eyes closed, imagine that I'm dreaming about doing backflips downward in an empty space until it actually feels like I'm doing backflips downward in an empty space. Awesome. Open eyes and write it down. Realize I'm still asleep. Rachel comes by and I explain it to her while she writes it down. Realize I'm still asleep. Open eyes and realize I'm the only one in the room. Try one more time before I realize I'm deluding myself. Open eyes, feel sore, tired, etc. Everything is so bright. Yep, now I'm awake.

a ruin from another age; my student

Dreamed on 2014.12.07.0716 I was probably invited because I'm an empath, I suppose. One of my students had a younger brother, ages ago, but he died in an old stone building built into the side of a cliff. A ruin from another age. After he died, the spring sprang back to life in the old well at the center of it. I'm not sure how they knew that now was the time to help put the boy to rest, but that was their decision and I was invited along. We climbed the stairs -- large old crackling stone stairs winding up along the inside of the outer wall of the building. When we reached the top, there was a well, overflowing with water which let itself out into a sizable pool on the floor, which then flowed along a deep basin and poured off the edge of the building as a waterfall. I felt his presence strongly here, and I knew he felt ours as well, because after we said a few words, a thick, thick cloud of mist and fog rolled out from the well and enveloped us, then moved away above

Between lives, the human

Dreamed on 2014.12.14.1008 When you die, you stay in the same spot but time wheels backwards to your birth. You are a ghost, effectively, though elf is the proper name. You live in a different layer of the world now. There is some crossover (such as your ability to affect dreams, to move objects occasionally, and to interact with some younger children. But there are new things you can see, such as desires, intentions, and fears. I'm not entirely sure what my goal is. I know that most elves go back and watch themselves through life -- reflecting on and evaluating decisions that were made, occasionally influencing dreams. Those who are dissatisfied and try with all of their new powers to change their previous life - those fully consumed in selfishness and lust for power -- are usually the ones who turn into dark forces that haunt houses. I find a house with one of these haunting it. I find that I can talk to one of the young children in it, though I must be very careful how I

"I can make people trust me."

Dreamed on 2015.07.07.0825 First of all, I'm very smart," said the little girl. "I know more than most people. I can also use my skill with words to convince people to do whatever I want them to." "Sure," said the criminal. "But how does that help me?" "You want to get certified for jobs to better take people by surprise? I could pass the tests. Get caught in a tight place? I can make people trust me." "And all I have to do is make sure you don't starve?" "Precisely." The young girl looked up at him trustingly. "And I'll eat pretty much anything. You can feed me easily." "It's a deal. We can join up," the criminal said. "So how do we get out of prison?" "The same way I got in. Follow me." Perhaps he meant to help her and perhaps he meant to leave her behind. It can be hard to know. The hole was, of course, hidden behind some bit of furniture or signag

brain-eating tag?

Dreamed on 2014.11.02.0415 single father with a son son's hand cut off in accident, but reattached now works but can snap in and out bluetooth like, it works up to 100 feet away hovertechnology exist based on metal/magnetic fields, but only for objects weighing ~ five pounds or less (unless you pay a LOT of money). yesterday minnows in the tub (don't kill them with the hot water, good pets, toe-nibblers) brain-eating tag (mix of unreal tournament, hunger games, and flavored brains in clones; the latest in displaced reality entertainment). music thing (with the queen)

"..."they bleed all over my bike" / "...out of voice range"

Dreamed on 2015.07.05.0802 First we bring our bikes into the parking garage. I try to stand mine up (the little notch/dent in the back tire usually helps make up for the lack of a kickstand) but I struggle more than usual. Several of those sorts of guys who have muscles and shirts to make you know it who tend to cruise around and joke and show off with each other come over and their two leaders help me set my bike upright, unlike they usually would. Then I notice that the both of them are bleeding out of the face from what appears to have been a punching match? They bleed all over my bike, but are smiling. Rachel is about to ask about the blood, but I thank them and Rachel and I leave quickly without saying anything more. Later, inside the mall, we see many more people than we expected. Many of them are being -- a bit more violent and aggressive than we expected. Fights are breaking out around us and I become fearful -- thinking about zombie outbreaks, for example, though these are

new skyrim expansion

Dreamed on 2015.02.02.0811 As she talks about the pre-orders for the next skyrim expansion, I see written on the cheat sheet in front of the sales employee that there are five or so different prices -- demo, basic game, basic game with enhanced story, and the full game. They range in price from 5 dollars up to 60 dollars, except for the last one which is 940 dollars. As I ask her what's different about the last one, she dodges my question at all costs and is judgmental of me for having seen her cheat sheet. Also, for what it's worth, this Skyrim expansion allows for a draugr-themed race car game that connects all the word walls in the game.

neither rocks nor blue water

Dreamed on 2014.10.25.1415 Climbing up steep cliffside which eventually gives way to a lattice-work of logs and branches, some more secure than others. I know there is a cave ahead of me on the other side of the log-mesh I'm climbing, but beneath me there is whitewater so white that I can see neither rocks nor blue water, but rushing whiteness that might as well be cloud. I know that to fall would be to fall for many ages, and that I must have sure footing as I pick my way onward.

"some crappy pop song like U2 or something"

Dreamed on 2014.12.18.0618 The aging hippy cult leader looked at me. We'll have you lead the next song, new one. Song O-99? Little boat on the water? I flip panickedly through the song book. I find section O, I get to number 99, I see a completely different title. I continue flipping as the guy stares at me disappointedly. He starts singing some crappy pop song -- like U2 or something -- about a boat on water. It feels familiar, whether I've heard it before, so I join in and start to mumble my way through. He stops and lets me continue on my own and I stop and stare at him.

but I [retend not to be horriged

Dreamed on 2014.12.28.0758 world is getting overpopulated and heading nowhere good -- more and more pod-like programs are popping up to employ an shelter people (by sweeping them off to companies far and away) who have particular skills. I, having a mix of interpersonal and IT skills, go into a tunnel that will interviw me for a superadvanced job. it's beter for me but people try to latch onto me and faollw me. I lay on a conveyor belt while getting asked a series of questions. It happens too fast and I don;t give good answer but it doesnt seem to matter. At then end it's explained that I'll do well as a super spy to help seave the world.. They explain that we'll be in dangrous situation and will die sometimes, but reveal that they have a cloning technology. They stress taht even though they can use that to bring us back, we still die. So if you are going to die while on a mission, somehow relay info back first, because it won't be in your new body's head.

"a dramatic increase in squirrels throughout existence"

Dreamed on 2014.12.26.0414 Having moved to the future and found it a barren wasteland, I, the hero, explored until I found our current god-tyrants-who-had-meant-well enslaved to a race of multi-dimensional blue shapes who have ruined everything, Imagine that you're Harry and Snape gets taken away but something way worse replaces him so you want to save Snape, and that's basically it. But on a global/universal level. Differences aside, I behold the scene -- the gods are in a short repeating situation that involves setting up shelves and stacking everything on them, but having more things to stack and less space every time it iterates, but anything that can't be stacked successfully is erased from human memory permanently. Ignoring the rest of the situation, I find a god-tyrant-secretary who is confused and lost as well -- but with a little work, I get a message through and effectively stall some gears from turning. Some of the god-tyrants are temporarily kicked out of

You're molting, you're molting!

Dreamed on 2014.12.30.0331 Brother is harassing me in typical brotherly ways (chasing me around the house while taunting me so I almost run into things) because my head is suddenly turning bald and scabby. As mom says, we always knew this was going to happen. It's starting from the front of the head, which is unfortunate. It should be done balding entirely in a week or so. I can tell the brotherly abuse is in good humour, though.