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Here a Toby, There a Toby; Authors that Never Were

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Tuesday, December 29 2015

        Morning of December 29, 2015. Tuesday.        I am in some sort of seemingly muddled semi-abstract dream, in an undefined and unfamiliar setting. My best friend Toby T had been talking to me about a new book he wrote. I think it was a science fiction novel, yet it also seems related to a conspiratorial military situation that supposedly is intended to project a possible truth about a coverup (though I am not sure if aliens are implied to be involve

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The Freakies Brigade (Lucid)

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Monday, December 9 2013

        Morning of December 9, 2013. Monday.        In my dream, it seems to be the last day of middle school, possibly not the last day of the grade but prior to a supposed spring break, involving only sixth to eighth grade classes though I seem to be the oldest and with the highest level of authority in some sort of “commander” role. The part of the “school” we are in (which I perceive as probably being only about a quarter of t

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A New Cycle? (End of the Universe - Again)

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Wednesday, September 13 2006

        Night of September 13, 2006.  Wednesday.         I am walking along through the halls of the large middle school (DMS) I went to in Florida.  It is possibly seventh or eighth grade.  I am carrying about three textbooks (to my side) in my right arm.  Although I feel very positive and well, I am aware that a large group of students behind me are all uneasy, almost to the point of chaos.  (I

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Lake Placid Tower Misadventure

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Sunday, June 13 1976

        Morning of June 13, 1976. Sunday.         At first, it seems I am with my sister Carol and her present husband (though I do not see him that much in my dream) at the Lake Placid Tower in Florida, where we had gone in real life for a day (though years previously with her fist husband). However, walking around, I become lucid. As such, I decide that I will be at my middle school of the previous term setup instead. The Lake Placid Tower, in my dr

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From Middle School Cafeteria to Garage

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Saturday, October 11 1975

        Morning of October 11, 1975. Saturday.        I am at my middle school (even though I presently go to high school) and wandering around and I am somewhat aware that I am at school on a weekend. Still, there seem to be people working in the cafeteria.        I go through a door at the right end of the area (when facing opposite the stage) and end up walking through a very large commercial garage, noticing tables of equipment here

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The Birdcatchers (science-fiction)

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Sunday, October 20 1974

        Morning of October 20, 1974. Sunday.        I had a dream of unknown and unfamiliar people (most seemingly in their thirties) in the distant future having to resort to eating small birds (mostly sparrows, wrens, and other smaller species) by flying around with jetpacks and catching them mostly with nets, I think because most other food is no longer available. I sit and watch a movie about the people in action and how they work, supposedly an educat

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The Jeep (meaning given)

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Sunday, January 27 1974

        Morning of January 27, 1974. Sunday.        I am at my middle school in Arcadia. For some reason, my GI Joe jeep is a lot bigger than in reality, but not quite big enough to really drive around in, it seems; perhaps about the size of a child's pedal-car toy. However, over time, it moves around seemingly on its own through various areas of the large school’s halls or as if by remote control (though I do not think I have the remote). &nb

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Supreme Teacher?

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Wednesday, February 28 1973

        Morning of February 28, 1973. Wednesday.         I am sitting in a school bus and it is at the front of my middle school. I am not quite sure if the day is beginning or ending. One of my teachers, Mrs. Schudel, is standing on the portico near the main entrance and with arms akimbo and appearing fairly authoritative in looking at the bus with a slight hint of displeasure but yet in a seemingly cheerful focus. In my dream, she is misiden

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