End of May 22

 

30th
0220... Mixology.  Helicopter stunts.

An odd dream of lots of black cats.  They all had a live frog inside them.
I was trying to palpate their abdomens to get them to poop out the frog.
They were pooping human baby pop instead.

I knew it was representing Kek, Chaos magic and Egypt.... But not quite how.

Sedatives : Make up catalogue like Avon...

'Deliberate Accident Productions. '

31st
Quiet, Dark,
stone encased.
Below.

A seed not sown.

Scattered or fallen.,

But roots known down.

Clinging holding to unstable ground.

Ungrounded, uprooted,

Yet still alive.

Searching for water,

A way to survive.

Warmth or light

And away from what's bright.

Root first to grow,

But energy low.

Weeds, opportunists, natures parasites.

Survivors and chancers seeking ways to stay alive.
Take host in a ghost.....

A shell of what was.

Something discarded,

Yet familiar as well.
A plant that can't retreat to it's seed.

A being to vast to crush back into me.

222

Crazy town, Vicky again.

Clothes shops and bags.. Mall's

Carparks party and magic shops too.

My cat shadow in a onesie.

Tried to help a woman who had freaked and dropped her kid.

A butterfly Man.

Viking game, avatar designs and field and a tent.

I had full assess to avatar sliders but was waiting on a new round.

 

Forgotton and Lost things

 

Stressy dreams all night.
 

Trains, underground network.  I was trying to visit someone but I'd forgotton the names of all the stations.

I knew I'd recall if I could look at a network map but there wasn't one.

I had to remember the names but it was really hard.

Jack was male me in the dream but not helping, he'd already bought a ticket and was on the platform.

Was made harder by the fact I had a laptop with me that didn't fit into the bad I had and I kept putting it down and nearly forgetting it.
I had in my fingers a ball of black tar, it was coated in what looked like breadcrumbs to stop it sticking to me and I was sqwidging it.

 

I knew I was a version of London too and the dreams it was linked too... 
The one were a train didn't stop at buffers... It was all the same logo/stations.

 

Also a dream of vets and back alleyways Berwick/Northsunderland I was revisiting it but I'm not sure I've ever written the first dream up.

404 woken by birds yelling both in and outside.

Next dreams were leaving a bag in a version of Alnwick and my cards being taken....   I couldn't be arsed to cancel them but knew I should.
I'd found one of them laying on the ground discarded as it was out of date.
The market square and fairground rides.

Also Sheila and Erics... There were old and Stirling Moss was a historian.

The dream was the house and the one nextdoor as antique shop.
They still lived there with dementia.
The historian and me were trying to remeber.
Amazing old things, a tall pink glass pitcher and an engraved egg.
 

Love & Connections

26th May

Wake 303

Hu?  'Mmmm Squeaky'  😆 I was dreaming 'With Malico & I'

Wow I have no words....

I liked it though!  'Good, we did too'  lol

Was like some insane life review, reality show, relationship competition that encompassed my whole life 😵

Hehehe it had got insanely out of hand.......

The lengths I'd gone too, to get out of one thing and then landed head over heals in something else.

Was a love story to rival Shrek.

'we' were trying to escape with out love child that was an emmmmm I duno wtf it was but I loved it.

'lol Ren'   It wasn't quite human.... Nor was my lover.... But it was also so human and real.

There was so many twists and no one could believe my motive was love till right at the end.
 

🤣 Our escape plan involved a mother in law, cigarette smuggling and a church.. Police and customs.

People in it were astral versions of people I know 'and crew Ren'  Hummm Leon was there too.

'We told you we were coming to you'

It was like Jeremy Kyle, Shrek and Cinderella were the ugly sisters get it on with the pumpkin!

'Come here again Ren'

I'm seriously stranged out....   It was like I'd birthed my pet cat but it was a deamon too.

'Ren?'  Oh the dream where he cried a dragon or something...

Here
https://mousedream.blogspot.com/2020/10/careful-what-you-ask-for.html

I miss Shadow 😢 'He misses you too'  I believe you.  'About fucking time'   lol

'Come here'  Yeh ok

I'm awake 'Good we're coming back to you anyway, will help recall' 

 

If I was prone to paranoia 'You'd not be where you are'  Haha I like crazy people 'and they like you too but you don't belong behind bars Ren, however open they are' 

Mmmm I know.  

'Good, they only bar you tend is so fucking low that anything's welcome there'

I loved 'Everything... We know Ren, it's why we're stuck with you'  Now, lay down n shut up'

Ok...

That dream it literally was shameless 'Faithless and blameless too'    Hahah speaking of faithless where is DarthD? 'Far enough away for you to sort your shit before he's back'

Haha ok.

 

Wake again 404  tweeting twitter birds 'Spreading the word'  

27th May

Didn't wake till gone 4.  Had been dreaming but recall rubbish.
There were blue speckled fabric eggshells allover... Things had hatched from them.

A missing friend.
I'd also been waiting ages for a connection or collection. 

Music and crowds too. 

Another dream was long too I know there was a huge massive borehole going down into the earth.

Witches / Shaman at a rave too.   We were contacting each other in sleep.

Ancestors too and a place with lots of hot air balloon parts.

 

Afford

 

404

Dawn & Birds

'Sociable ones or bity bitches?'  lol Inka, I've been well fucking tempered mate.

'Getting there Bitch😈'  TY for keeping me company.

'Come bk to me'  ok

Can you help my dream recall please?

'Not easy Ren, you're behind a firewall atm'

Sounds hot  'We're cooking'  lol ok.....

 

A ford  Afford.  
The car ford logo change to the Iron alchemy sign.
Female, Fe male Iron Lady.

A ford.... The crossing over water / emotion

 

Don't need to part the sea, or make a bridge...  Just find a ford. 

 

 

Crowds of people. Confusing all rammed together.   Lessons like karate and yoga but gated by pay and grading.

Not wanting this others had started to learn there own way.

 

In-between frequencies feeding from the energy. 

This time last year I was on instant... Now long way home.
I'm being shown 'non reaction'  it's like a complete surrender to circumstance.
 
Stupid meds make my connection so fuzzy.
I do recall last year though
https://mousedream.blogspot.com/2021/05/floating-cubes-and-vaulted-ceilings.html

 

Night before that too where I was part of a shield.  

Compression

As more is taken less remains.

diminished,

yet in shadow, the same.
 

Echo's of the whole.

Reminding what is, of that never lost.

 

Contracting, rigidity,

Momentary form.

 

Dropped, spreads to flow once more.

Cascading, Fractal

Ripples that sway,

Blowing separating, scattering away.

A part, seed

A start

Then more

A recall of recognition gives trajectory for growth.

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Swimming a long dream.

Boats, sea, fishing and ports.

A swim babe.

 

I'd been paired with something going threw a crazy storm.

The woman I'd been paired with was 'changed and wrong'

 

I was being asked 'do you want her'

I was thinking...  I've been fucking her.  (This was more than sexual)

I was asked again...  'But, do you want her'  

I'd replied 'In relation to something else?'  I woke there as I was asking.

It was a feeling that sometimes anything can be better than nothing.

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Authenticity.  Testing ping rate.

Back to the self diagnosis too....

I was checking other people were genuine.

It was a familier data sorting and compressing.... Only here it's wyrd.

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A prisoner

Guilty of the crime of exploring my awarness.

A crime deemed as dangerous to society as working with my dreams is considered dangerous to my health.

Detained indefinitely.

Pending cooperation and desired displays of normal behaviour.

A punishment not a treatment.

A push back into the box of what other people find comfortable, normal behaviour.

Like a jack in the box or a worm in a can....

Being 'good' while quietly waiting my moment to pop myself back out.

Services only strengthening my resolve to break once more from the norm.

Alien AI

22nd May

333  AI issues.  Serial number superseded.  Updates and integration.

Some out of date bitches, matriarch issues. 

Old Queen Bee, Wasp... Common wealth... Not wanting common people.

This was so jumbled,  Suede and the Wombles.

 

I felt like I'd spent the night in the middle of arguments and bickering...

 

Inka? 'Bitch, yo'ur fine... You're made for this shit'  Yeh... But WTF??

'You are just busy, don't need recall'  I want to though!

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23rd May.

222 I am/am I   'No, not now Ren'  I'd woken so hot.

I'd woken so hot...like I was fuelling a fire... I had the same sensation of arguing or in a heated discussion with an AI, same thing from night before.

'Just small Ren, no need to confront' 

 

I know Inka is about too, he's telling me to merge with it and change it from within my reception there would be more predicable.

 

As I woke later I understood it's the awarness here from that night where I'd found a gestaltawarness like Inka but so very diffrent.   I'm interacting with it in a teach learn / learn teach way.

woke next at 600   A procurement procedure was in progress ... Bad cramp too.