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Place withheld · 2011-03-28 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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At some points this dream seems unfocused. I RC (I do not remember the circumstances at that moment). I remember trying to give special consideration to be in control. I then seek to stabilize the dream. I am in some italian restaurant (I do not think I was there before). On each table is a large cylinder of spices/condiments. I think originally it was just shredded and powdered parmesan cheese in a small cylinder. I try to get at the shredded parmesan cheese. A waiter is fiddling with the container. It is expanded to include lots of things in it. I grab a good pinch of the fancy shredded parmesan cheese and eat it. In here I forgot some dream material. I remember something about a house that my family and my aunt <PERSON>. and her husband live in. For some reason, her two sons (just a couple years old) are not there. I do not remember all that goes on in there. I am in a caricature of the dollar general next to the price chopper. It is here that I do some defense of a little girl from some pedophile. The girl's character is initially D.W. from the children's show <PERSON>, but I think it morphs into my little sister Ge. The pedophile is some male school figure. The girl does some weird self-defense on a roller coaster in the large parking lot. Something about using a wrench to dismantle the weird scaffolding/car the pedophile is on. I think at some point it is apparent that the girl is the wrench (lolwut). I think I have some detour from the roller coaster to a playground. I eventually kill the pedophile back at the roller coaster. I think this makes some people angry that I murdered him. I am chased out of the dollar general to my car in the parking lot. I have trouble lining up the key to the lock, but I make it into the car and lock it. A large woman is threatening me from outside my window. She attracts a large crowd around my car as I try to start and drive it away. I think about how these are just dream people and I try to run them down to get away. I try to drive but find that the people are able to hold my car in place. I think then to try to teleport. I close my eyes and try to do some sort of dream spinning, but I cannot really move that well in my car. I do not think it works, but late I am away at the other end of the parking lot. I think I do some random stuff in the parking lot. Primary of which is doing the nose plug for fun. It felt good to breathe through pinched nostrils. In fact, it feels odd to not be able to do that now (lol). I am at the auto parts store at the other end of the parking lot. I am trying to leave to go somewhere else. I eventually end up in cool crest (an arcade). I walk around for a bit before deciding to try to break the glass and steal the prizes (normally won by tickets). I look around for a bit trying to find something hard enough. I pick up a chair and try to break the glass. I find that the chair (something like this: <URL> ) just bounces off of the glass. I give it several good solid whacks before observing that I can just hop over the counter (lol). I grab the musical keyboard that has caught my eye. I successfully get some sound out of it. I go around trying the musical instruments. I get some guy following me around trying them too and trying to strike up conversation. Eventually some dude comes in and plays some metal on a nice keyboard thing people around us are calling a bass. He is playing the full song rather than just the bass. More of that random guy following me. I wake up.

 

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