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An Imposer Mows Our Lawn

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Friday, March 17 2017

        Morning of March 17, 2017. Friday.        I am living in an unknown residence. My mother (July 14, 1916-October 2, 2002) is still alive, appearing as she was in perhaps the early 1970s. I am aware that an unfamiliar male seems to be cutting grass right across the threshold of the front doorway (from left to right from the inside view). The door is open. He is using some sort of small tool. Apparently, he had already cut most of the lawn. He is the

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Beyond, a Path Through Tall Grass

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Wednesday, March 1 2017

        Morning of March 1, 2017. Wednesday.        I am sitting in an armchair. I recall that there had been cheerful interaction with my family at a previous point. However, the setting firstly seems to be my Cubitis bedroom. The armchair is against the west wall, at the south end of my room (where no chair had ever been in reality in all the time my parents and I lived there).        The room seems fairly dark. I begin to hear, seemi

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Water Flow, Unlikely Books, and Man at Window

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Sunday, February 19 2017

        Morning of February 19, 2017. Sunday.        I am in an unknown room, implied to be where we live, and which eventually turns out to be our oldest son's bedroom on Barolin Street. There are several stacks of comic books as well as other books and a number of other items throughout the room. There is no furniture. There is a shallow depth of water on the floor that flows from one side of the room to the other, and into a drain in the floor near

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Chopping up the Preconscious

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Saturday, November 12 2016

        Morning of November 12, 2016. Saturday.        I find myself in what seems to be our old apartment on Gellibrand Street in Clayfield, yet which also has the feeling of the northeast bedroom of the Loomis Street house (yet another new composite I have never experienced before). The Loomis Street living room is mixed into the Gellibrand Street hall. However, even though it looks more like the Gellibrand Street apartment I feel younger and as if it is

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No Loitering Please

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Sunday, October 2 2016

        Morning of October 2, 2016. Sunday.        I am in our front yard at our present address. Three of my fictional sons and one real one (the youngest; Oliver), are present. They are in a group facing each other. There are also a few unknown kids, both male and female, closer to the curb, though no one is really being annoying.        For some reason, I say to one of my fictional sons "I told you not to stand around at the f

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Attempted Television Theft

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Thursday, July 21 2016

        Morning of July 21, 2016. Thursday.         I am at our present address where we live now. The layout is mostly the same with the distance from our bed to the front lounge room window being a couple feet more.         It seems to be very early morning before sunrise. The sliding window between the lounge room and the porch is opened by an intruder. I can see his form but not that clearly. He manages to almost get o

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Picking Up Branches and Sticks

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Tuesday, April 12 2016

        Morning of April 12, 2016. Tuesday.         In my dream, my wife Zsuzsanna and I and our family as we are now are apparently living in the Loomis Street house yet again. The area is different and more rural, it seems. I have no associations or memories on any level of my relatives who had lived there. It seems to be early evening.        At one point, I start to pick up various small branches and sticks to put them in a bin i

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Folsom Chaos

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Thursday, December 17 2015

        Morning of December 17, 2015. Thursday.        It has been some time since I have heard Johnny Cash's “Folsom Prison Blues”. In fact, the last time I heard it was the extraordinarily odd and highly unsuitable Cowsills version (which you would have to see and hear to believe), which may be why there is an odd playful mood in my dream regardless of being quite generic and otherwise uneventful.         It mostly

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A Fist Fight with a Fictional Neighbor

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Saturday, December 12 2015

        Morning of December 12, 2015. Saturday.        In my dream, my wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I are living in an unknown residence. I cannot compare it with any actual place. Our yard where the events take place is uncertain regarding whether it is the front yard or backyard, which is an atypical ambiguity. However, there is a large shed present to my right (from the perspective of the doorway to outside), thus it may be implied to be our back

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Cubitis-Barolin Composite

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Tuesday, November 17 2015

        Morning of November 17, 2015. Tuesday.        As I have stated often before, composites in dreams (relating to especially long-term familiar settings) are usually much different from any previous composite (even ones that otherwise combine the same features of the same settings), thus dreams continue to interest me in that additional uniqueness of creating endless variety, which has actually appeared to have increased as I have gotten older (likely

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