Stone Tracks

 

Been crap at keeping track again.

So one night was a dream of a big music festival… some sort of group training then breaking into a big country house.
People and cartoon characters.
My teeth were falling out was looking at the roots n trying to poke them bk into the holes but my jaw was crumbling too.
I also befriended someone who'd been set up about a theft.

Another dream I'd done A levels then a Uni course - I was washing a neckid friend.

A dying man, and an odd painted board.

Another night a large space transporter. 
Was visualy very cool, I was cleaning and sorting bedrooms with fancy bedspreads.
A night train too and passing Stonehenge on Solstice..  Dunkirk too.
Was odd this space transport was moving like a train threw time, I was back of house crew.
Cleaning/running and doing stuff.

This was possibly the 16th (Was busy with job application n other stuff.

An amazing stone track, with sort of monolithic hoops that the traveler passed through.
I'd had an odd haircut - someone had cut really short bangs in my hair too and shaved the sides, looked fucking awful but was ceremonial or something.
Then hunting in the dark… odd linked awareness with someone else.

17th
Lucid dreams in dreams.
A care home in a walled city under attack, with a punk Rick Astley 🤣 He's been released from a Russian prison!
He had a Mohawk.  He kept trying to get me to go outside, there had been a sort of display put up, monument I guess.
I knew I was supposed to be on shift but had sneaked out to see this strange stone laid track (Again)  It was a dedication to something.
War planes were flying over all the time, the city or small town was in a hollow surrounded by massive rocky cliffs.
I'd tried to head bk, and was confused by the lay out of the city.
I returned a small lost girl to her family
I was also kinda lucid, at one point I'd passed through a building I'd been stopped by the security there and they'd wanted to hold me…. I'd told them 'You can't I'm dreaming, I'd just wake myself up' at that point he sort of transformed into a red-faced daemon and I just stuck my tongue out and giggled.  They let me pass.
Outside I was flying, was erratic..  Guess my lucidity was wavering as I was periodically falling out of the sky…. But then I'd make the grass squish for a bouncy landing and fly again.
I eventually got bk to the home.
Punk Rick was bk waiting, and I'd gone into a dark room with him where I'd crashed out.
At one point I realised I'd not done any care notes, so got up and couldn't find my trews…
At that point some sort of office people turned up to talk to me, but a resident to up n fell so I'd just gone to look after them ignoring the people in suits.

Last night 18th
Massive department store, sharp shards in the sole of my food….  Was pulling the shards from my sole.
Massive toy fluffy dragons, one like I took to the Punchbowl just before I went bonkers one night.

Just got the offer for new job working days….   Wonder if working days would improve my dreaming again 🤔Not that I don't dream, just I'm to tired to be arsed to remember. 😏