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Water Source

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Tuesday, April 25 2017

        Morning of April 25, 2017. Tuesday.        I am standing in the shallow water of a river on one side, fairly close to the bank. It seems to be late morning. I am attempting to take some photographs which I will share with, or give all of to, my mother (with no memory she died in 2002). I aim the camera past the opposite side of the river to photograph the area, but the camera does not work properly. I am aware of the flash going off a few times tho

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Not a Go-Kart or Soap Box Racer

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Tuesday, April 18 2017

        Morning of April 18, 2017. Tuesday.        I am seemingly a younger age, perhaps only about fourteen or younger. I am back in Cubitis, in the living room. My father is present (and I sense my mother is present near the kitchenette entrance). I had apparently been given a lot of wood to build a go-kart or a soap box racer. However, I had firstly made a wooden face with a moving mouth. I explain to my father that I can still build a racer and point t

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The Tiny Man and the Apocalypse

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Wednesday, April 12 2017

        Morning of April 12, 2017. Wednesday.        In the first part of my dream, I have the ability to "do anything" and I am clearly aware of this (even though I am not lucid at any point), of which becomes focused on an unfamiliar Solntsevskaya Bratva boss (reminiscent of an older Mikhail Baryshnikov though more like Semion Mogilevich in the last moments of the scene, though Mikhail is possibly the man at the teacher's desk and near the

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Big Porch and Fixing a Door Latch

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Saturday, March 25 2017

        Early evening of March 25, 2017. Saturday.        This dream occurred during an evening nap.        I seem to be in the Loomis Street house. My mother is alive and near the front door, sitting in a chair at a table or desk on the left side. (This would not have been possible in reality. The front door seems much farther to the right.)        I am focused on closing the door but the unusual latch is off (which

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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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Ready to Smoke on the Porch

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Saturday, March 4 2017

        Morning of March 4, 2017. Saturday.        I am on the Loomis Street porch and there are soon a number of unfamiliar people, most of whom are closer to the porch door. We are on the north end of the porch. There is a point at which one of the others talks about smoking. There are a few different types of plants in small transparent plastic bags and I am not certain if some are meant to contain marijuana or tobacco but I assume they may have marijua

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Two-Headed Me

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Friday, February 24 2017

        Morning of February 24, 2017. Friday.        Of all the virtually countless dreams I have recalled in my life, I do not seem to remember having ever had a sustained full-body dream of having two heads before (a la "The Manster").        I am thinking about my life, but I seem to be only about sixteen years old. I look at myself in a mirror. I feel okay. I am not sure of the location as it is not that clearly defined (a

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No More Martial Arts Classes For Me

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Sunday, January 29 2017

        Morning of January 29, 2017. Sunday.        I am with my mother at my present address, which is atypical (especially as she died before I lived at this address). I seem to be much younger, perhaps in my twenties (though it might even be that I am still in high school). I am involved in some sort of martial arts program that is also a scholarly endeavor. Still, the main unknown male in charge of the program reminds me of Al Capone somewhat. 

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Secret Drawers, Secret Trays

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Thursday, January 12 2017

        Morning of January 12, 2017. Thursday.        I am at an unknown and unfamiliar residence, though it seems my parents are living in the house. (My dream self's memory is completely skewed as is often the case). There is one point where it seems somewhat like a public location. An unfamiliar police officer walks by (on my right) and cheerfully asks me, "What would you rate this day?" I am not quite sure what to say but I reply, "F

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Father Drinks Insecticide

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Sunday, December 18 2016

        Morning of December 18, 2016. Sunday.        I am living in a version of the Barolin Street house except that it is mirrored from north to south to its real layout (which has never appeared as such in any previous dream). My mother and father are alive and appear as they did in the early 1970s and I am apparently a boy again, possibly around twelve years old.        My father is in the kitchen and had taken a couple containers f

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