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The dream log to follow really isn’t all that suprising to me. I’ve been re-reading The Dark Tower series (Stephen King, I’m on The Waste Lands) and quite frankly I’m probably crazy. The majority is unfortunately already disappearing into the fog of the waking world. A lot of what I do remember is NSFW in nature. That said, a handy cut tag will be employed for those more sensative of my gentle readers.
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Had a very lucid-feeling dream in which I was able to speak to my recently deceased father. The reason I claim lucidty is because I physically felt the struggle to stay asleep upon realizing that I was dreaming. It was near a pool. I only spoke with him briefly. Told him it was pretty lame that this was the only way we could talk, etc. It was a natural conversation, and I wouldn’t share the details even if I remembered every last one.

Later…
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Just to keep things brief:
I dreamt I had a fish tank with a few kinds of viscious, snappy fish in it, and a small octopus and some other kind of shellfish or something. I accidentally screwed up the whole aquairum by collapsing one of the sides leaving only a tiny bit of water at the bottom, and nearly crushing the fish. I set everything back up and added in the appropriate salt water for this collection of pirhana like fish. (One looked like one of those clap-trap deals from Donkey Kong Jr.)
Next time I looked into the fish tank, it was full of irridescent octopi. They would look like small, but relatively normal, bluish and reddish octopi, then they would contract and glow in neon colors with cartoon faces. I watched this in fascination, as more were arrising, born out of the dead bodies of the fish that did in fact die because I had broken the tank.
That’s all I remember now. There was so much more. There has been so much more lately but I unfortunately haven’t had time to record the overall details. I have been told I need to watch Until the End of the World. …I can’t imagine why.

Last night, I fell asleep around 2.
Woke up at 3:15, 3:25. 3:35, 3:40, 3:50, 5:30, 6:30, 7:30, and finally at 8:30 I was actually supposed to get up, and so now here I am.

I had a lot of vivid, odd dreams. And let me tell you, the mall in my dreams is a lot more grandiose than the one I go to on a day-to-day basis. In this one part, a friend and I decended this massive staircase into Macy’s, and it had to have been about 30 feet wide and it was about 5 terraces of steps downwards (at about the typical 10-12 steps each per set), and there were these fancy chrome and glass dividers running up said steps separating it into about four sections. The actual store had more makeup and jewelery on display than I may have ever seen, and it was all set up on those rotating things like you see the junk jewelery hanging from. We came across two ladies selling what looked a little like catcher’s breastplates, but I’m not sure what they were supposed to be. I do remember that one was cheap hard foam like old pool equipment. And I was looking in specific for eyeshadow that was the color green like what you’d find in those two-tone irridescent fabrics (where it’s, say, purprle at one angle, and green at another), and Racheal didn’t know what I was talking about (which even in the dream seemed silly, because everybody’s seen that stuff by now), but showed me some barrettes that were multicolored that had a green one on top.I had broken, half-formed dreaming images of drumming, but that was from the heater making heavy ticking sounds. At one of the three intervals in which I woke, I definately remember hearing thunder. Three peals of thick-sounding thunder all one right after the other. Which seems odd, given that it’s mid-winter and I don’t think it stormed last night. Very peculiar indeed.