Prolific Dreamer

I was in a dimly lit room where there was a small transparent cot like you would find in maternity wards for newborn babies. I was leaning over this cot feeling upset and saying goodbye to a newborn baby dressed in blue. I remember telling the baby to be brave, and knowing in my heart that it was brave. I looked behind me to see M.East weeping. I looked back down at the baby and I sensed it was passing over. I sensed a forward movement with the baby’s spirit. I remember weeping deeply just before I woke up.

I was in John’s studio at his workplace. I stepped out of the studio just outside his office where he showed me a black PSP. I thought of a Nintendo DS Lite and I created a white one because in my opinion it was better than a PSP. Next, I heard some retro game music but it didn’t seem to come from anywhere in particular. It reminded me of the Amstrad PC464 games I used to play.

Next, I saw a terrace of houses. It was dark, at night time. In the darkness I noticed that I was looking at a house at the end of the terrace which reminded me a lot of a house I used to live in. I also noticed that I was flying. I instantly realised I had the opportunity to astral project.

I woke up briefly to feel myself starting to become paralysed. I wanted to astral project but I felt afraid. So I aborted the process and woke up for real.

I was in a darkened grocery store with Nana. I remember being at the checkout with Nana and I sensed there was a bomb hidden at the checkout. We moved away from the checkout, and then we saw an explosion but it was energetic rather than the explosions we are used to in the physical world. I felt uneasy. Nana and I were packing our food into bags very quickly. I remember seeing a crowd around us, folks were rushing to get their supplies.

I remember I was in a dimly lit room and a grey-haired middle-aged man approached me from behind on my right side to tell me that my attitude towards male genitalia needed to be addressed because it’s negative. I saw G standing in front of me with a large window behind him after the man delivered his message. G was telling me that the size of a penis doesn’t matter. I tried to explain why larger penises appeals to me.

I saw John sitting in front of his work PC in his office at his workplace with the lights off reading this blog, looking bemused. I knew he was reading this entry.