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2023/12/29
THE SPACE DOME
In this dream, I was with my two best friends Simon and Patrick. We were in Portland, Oregon walking around the downtown. There was a sort of
strange building that Simon apparently knew about and wanted to introduce us to. It was all brownish-grey bricks on the outside with no decoration
anywhere. He took us through a kind of backdoor entrance and we made our way through a number of confusing hallways until we arrived in a big open
atrium in the center. There was a kind of installation art piece in the center. He had to go up these staircases and then we were standing on some
kind of dome that was covered with stars against a blue-black sky. We were looking down, and somehow everything was reflected so that it looked like
there was an infinite expanse of space below. We went up a number of storeys and the illusion of infinite space only kept repeating. I felt my fear
of heights kicking in and couldn't go as far as my other two friends. After that, we exited the building and went into the building across the
street. It was some kind of gorilla-themed shop with a bunch of shirts, stuffed animals, toys, accessories etc. with pictures of gorillas on them.
2023/12/21
HIGH SCHOOL IDEOLOGY
This dream was a few days old, so it is already difficult for me to remember many of the details. I woke up in the middle of the night and
took a few notes with my phone before falling back asleep. But it was a pretty interesting one. The first part of it was a kind of eerie
story I was set in. It had the air of an old episode of The Twilight Zone, though it was in color. I've had this experience in a
dream a few times in which I am "in" a movie, story, or TV show and thus have some awareness that I'm in something fictional (but not lucid
dreaming where I have a full awareness of the dream being a dream, more like the awareness you have when performing in a play or something
like that). In this particular "story," I am trying to do some kind of prank which is also meant to narrate an old spooky story. The details
are obscure. I was in a kind of big park, riding a little tram car along a railroad track. When I say little, I mean about the size of a
horse carriage. There was only one car. There was an old lady in it and two young girls who were friends. One of them was about to be possessed
or lose her mind, and apparently derail the car and lead to accident. I was trying to "coordinate" that to happen, understanding that it was a
performance and that everyone would be alright in the end.
The next part of the story was most interesting. In it, I was back in high school with my old principal from ninth and tenth grade. She was
explaining four principles that she saw as guiding the school, which seemed like a big overstep of what a school should try to instill in
students. I was arguing with her on the details of the principles. The first one was called "infectious capitalism." It basically seemed like
a kind of neoliberal capitalism: the market is largely left alone but we try to "infect" it with good morals and intentions to direct it
towards noble pursuits and keep it from being used for evil. I was explaining to her why I don't think "infection" by means of moral teaching
is enough and that there needed to be greater government regulation for the sake of mitigating climate disaster. The next principle was called
"Einsteinism," that is a moral based on the teachings of Einstein, broadly aimed around anti-war and pacifism. This seemed like a good one to
me, although it slightly stands in contrast with the above (Einstein was a socialist). The next one was called "planetary monotheism" and seemed
to basically be a form of pantheism in the style of Spinoza, although oriented around the planet as opposed to the whole universe. It taught
that the planet earth was god and that we should worship it. I thought that was a step in the right direction, but disliked the heavily
monotheistic lean of it (I belive that gods must be plural). The last principle I can't for the life of me remember, and I actually forgot it in
the dream immediately after. In place of it I made up "music (of the old mode)." I think this meant something like using music as a source of
moral enlightenment, like Confucius taught.
That was a good segway into the next part of the dream. Somehow, the school I was in morphed and I was no longer in my high school, but in a
high school in Dalian, China. I was on the third or fourth floor of the school and it was looking out over the bay on a day that was bright
but still covered in clouds. I was trying to recount these four values to some teacher in the school now, but they had morphed and now
reflected the Chinese school instead. The only one I could remember was the "planetary monotheism" one, although now it had changed into
"worship of the sun." The teacher made a sly joke: "The sun? Oh, the bright ball of light in the sky. We see that a few times a year here in
Dalian." I have no clue if Dalian is actually that cloudy or not. I descended the stairs and exited the school into a crowded, bustling street
full of peddlers and food carts. It definitely felt like China.
2023/12/21
THE REMOTE ISLAND IN THE SOUTH PACIFIC
In this dream, I was travelling somewhere with my mother. I think our final destination was Antarctica. I remember this because I was
excited to go somewhere very cold. In the meantime, however, we had arrived in some extremely remote and small region in the south
pacific ocean. When I say remote, I mean it. There was a tiny sort of dock impossibly sitting in the middle of the ocean with no
landmass in sight. The ocean was not as violent as you would think it would be, however. It was still and placid, like a lake. It was
the middle of the night and me and my mother rented a small dinghy from the dock area, which had a tiny shack on top of it. We started
rowing over to a very small deserted island. When I say small, I mean it was barely large enough to contain three people and had
nothing on it but a palm tree. When we were close enough, we simply left our dinghy floating on the water and swam over to the island.
In the water, a dolphin came up besides us and was friendly. We pet it and it nuzzled against us. When we arrived at the island, we looked
out into the distance to see if we could see anything. We saw some lights in the far distance, even if we understood that we were at
one of the most remote places on earth. Funnily enough, one of those lights was floating in the sky and looked like the icon for a new
message in the Line app. The sky was hazy and cloudy, like there was a ton of light pollution even in this impossibly remote part of the
ocean.
When we looked back for the boat, we couldn't find it. We swam out into the water a bit but got lost and disoriented. In fact, we
couldn't find the dock anywhere, even though it should have been in viewing distance. We started to panic. I was afraid I might drown
before I found the island again. Once on the island, I pulled out my smartphone and used the flashlight, and we were able to see our boat,
more or less where we thought it was. We decided to swim back to the boat and make our way to the dock. The whole way, the dolphin from
earlier kept besides us. It seemed to have become very attached to us and we felt bad leaving it behind. At the dock, we both said
goodbye, and the dolphin actually waved its fin at us. My mother was astonished at this and recorded it on her phone, then sent it to
her family members. When we got back in the small shack on the dock, I had to sit down and recline because I was feeling exhausted and
maybe even a bit sick. I covered myself in a blanket and had a few small snacks and drinks that were in the small refrigerator. The
lone operator of the dock called a ship to have us move on to New Zealand, and then apparently to some other very small islands on the way
to Antarctica.
2023/12/12
STOPOVER IN MALI
There were some opening parts of this dream which I don't remember too well. The earliest thing in it I remember is being in the
middle of the African savannah. I was in a little shady grove of sorts, sitting in a branch midway up a tree, enjoying the reprieve
from the sun. A lion cub came up to me and was very friendly. I pet it and eventually it showed me its belly and sat in my lap. I
scratched its neck and ears until it started purring. It was tranquil. But eventually I left it behind and started moving back towards
the entry-area of the park I was in. While I was doing this, I became afraid that perhaps the lion cub's mother would sniff my scent
and become angry. No sooner did I think this than I noticed a whole stampede of sorts chasing me, although there were no lions in it.
The biggest animal was a very angry caribou. Luckily, I made it to a checkway gate and was "safe." They closed the wooden doors behind
on the charging animals, and most of them seem to have dwindled away by this point. There were two exceptions. One of them was a
simply enormous mandrill, the size of an adult elephant. It seemed ready to break down the wooden gates, so one of the guards used
some kind of tranquilizing dart to stop it. The other one actually broke through the gate, but it didn't seem angry. I don't know what
kind of animal it was supposed to be. It was also enormous, just as big as the mandrill if not larger. It looked sort of like a giant
sloth, but not like one of those prehistoric ground sloths. Its body was like a big oval. It didn't really have a head. All I could see
of a face was two big black eyes with no pupils on its front. It had four very long, spindly limbs that it hobbled around on with
seemingly no regard for its own weight. It was covered in black and yellowish fur.
I went to have a closer look, but realized that I needed to be leaving this area to catch a bus back to the airport (which was nearby)
so I could make my way home. I found out at this point that I was in Mali. I passed the gates and went through a little atrium in the
middle of what seemed like a bus station/tourist area. There were two restaurants in the area, one Japanese (Doutor, a coffee shop)
and one American (Buffalo Wild Wings, a chain restaurant with chicken wings). I thought about stopping in Doutor while waiting for my
bus, but didn't want to risk it since I had to catch my flight at the airport. It was almost 17:00 and I needed to catch a bus which
arrived at 17:10 so I could get to the airport (which was about a 10-minute ride) and catch my flight at 17:45. However, I had trouble
moving quickly because apparently when it became evening in this area, there were a number of giant metal "obstacles" that descended
and that you had to make your way through a tiny passageway through. So I had to wiggle my way through this passageway in the middle
of a bunch of giant iron cubes. I'm only a little overweight, but they were very tight and hard for me to press my way through. By the
time I made it to the bus terminal, I had missed the bus. The lady at the gate was very rude because apparently I handed her my ticket
from the safari area along with some other papers which was confusing. I took the next bus that was available, but I was too late to
catch my flight. When I got to the airport (which was very small and looked more like a stereotypical "poor African" institution,
unlike the shopping mall area), the two attendant ladies were very kind, unlike the one at the bus station. But they informed me that
I would have to wait for another flight which was the next morning at 08:45. As a consolation, I received 12 Oreo cookies as a treat
based on the 12 seats which were apparently vacant on this upcoming flight. They were rainbow-colored, for some reason. Maybe they
were soulless corporate pride month editions.
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