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Archive for September, 2018

Radio Station and GrassesThursday, September 13th, 2018


I’m in a very old building with 20 foot ceilings. There’s a radio station in it and I’m broadcasting music. The system looks very steampunk with lots of gold and red velvet. Sometimes I don’t know the music. I start walking out with Mike. We go thru the building and something else happens but it’s faded. We get into a car and start driving and end up at a private pond and golfing green. There are people there sitting on benches, bbqing etc. I think I’m naked and wondering if anyone is going to be offended so I try to keep a low profile. Mike sits on a bench and next to some others. I come over and ask him to move over so I can sit as well. I realize that I’m not really naked. This is comforting. A guy who’s there with long dreads asks if Mike can teach him the grass species that are growing around there. He mentions something about a sacred shed and Mike gives me a look and says, “Well he’s got a sacred shed, I gotta help him.” So the three of us walk to a room where we find a large table that’s a giant fish habitat. Mike is explaining about a large fungus that’s growing on the side of a swimming pool. It looks like a jelly fish but it’s a large blob. He says that it’ll grow as long as there’s plenty of water. I said that my friend’s swimming pool had this because the children were always getting water outside the pool from splashing so much. I find this really interesting creature that seems to be related and I place it on the top of the fish table while the other fish are swimming around and start taking pictures with my phone. It seems that there’s a table surface but the fish are also swimming round me.

There’s a sense of concern when I’m naked, that’ll people will be offended. There’s also a sense of being with Mike who’s brilliant and me being special cos I get to hang around him whereas this other guy isn’t as close to him.

The BusThursday, September 6th, 2018


I’m with an Indian man who looks like the guy from Sense-8. He has a stringed instrument and I have a 4 stringed mandolin type instrument. I don’t really know how to play it but I figure out how to do a major scale on it and we start playing music together. It’s nice and fun. Then I’m with a couple guys who are internet marketers. One of them is teaching a program and I’m having lunch or something with him. I get the feeling that I’m not in the US. He’s talking about selling his programs for $3k. He used to sell them for $2380. According to the other guy that’s with him, $2380 used to be a meme on the internet. I have to leave to get to a dinner or something. I leave with my bag. I recall a storm drain and water. I get on a large yellow public bus to get to my destination. I need to change my clothes which I’m doing and realizing that there’s cat hair on my shirt which I’m trying to brush off. I realize that there’s a woman on the bus who was at the internet marketing preso. She’s talking to the driver about where to get off. I notice that she’s broken the heals on her shoes which are white. It’s the second time I’ve seen her do that and mention it to her. As we’re driving along, I notice that the driver is starting to drive erratically. I’m concerned and start paying more attention to him. Suddenly I realize that he’s passed out and headed for a curve with a lot of traffic and going way too fast. I run to the front of the bus, grab the wheel and navigate thru the traffic tho I can’t reach the breaks and he’s still stepping on the gas. I finally squeeze myself into his seat and am able to pull the bus up to a curb and park it with minimal damage.

There’s fear that I overcome. There are numbers which I’m wondering is for me to sell stuff at. There’s cat hair which I’m worried about allergies. There’s the mando which is creative. The woman with the broken heals can still walk in those shoes.

EstatesTuesday, September 4th, 2018


Had two dreams with similar things going on.
1) I walk up with Mel to a new estate he’s purchased. It’s at night. It feels a little eery. We’re at the gate which requires a code to get in and Mel asks me if I remember it. I don’t. Then he does and the gate opens. We step inside and it’s dark. There is a main house and another dwelling beside it. Both are dark grey and appear to be made from steel. I walk into the other dwelling and there’s someone there, possibly on a phone talking with someone about something that seems intense. I make my presence known before walking outside further into the property. There is a field beyond where there’s a night crew picking something. There’s also a large pond or lake. I ask Mel if that’s part of the property and he says no. I walk out there and as I do, it becomes lighter out. I noticed that there’s a fountain where people come on a regular basis. It’s like a large park and it is right up against Mel’s property.
2) I’m in a large house where there are a lot of people. Seems to be like a private class of some sort. We’re all doing morning stuff. I walk into the back yard to go to the corner of the property to go and meditate. The property butts up against a large lake. The corner of the property is partly submerged but there’s a pathway just at the water level to walk out to a meditation bench that’s been built there. Someone notices that I’m going and wants to take a picture of me walking on water. I have to take off my socks. I walk along the stepping stones until I get to the bench and I see a rock that has the name “Jethro” on it. I think of Christine.


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