--- ## **Chapter<>01__Mach** ## *Wherein Yuri, our Protagonist marches through ice-winds of sleet and hail and shadows and encryption as one , on the ongoing battleground of the Lemürian frontline .* For a better understanding of Oneirotronics as a technology , please review the following media . - https://youtu.be/BRD5vq0PAPk - https://youtu.be/daT9stnCnUY - https://youtu.be/_a1qRHeQnrg - https://youtu.be/Qwe6qXFTdgc ## Then grab a DC Mini and get in there . ## It•s dangerous to go alone . ## Here , take this . ## https://youtu.be/wvxxg4PxM0s ## https://www.soundcloud.com/coreisall ## **Be not afraid .** March 1 - 19h20 Dreamt that i was trapped in a gulag panopticon where all the members were forced to do scavenger hunts in order to fill quotas , trying to screw each other over and take each others• things while the limburger landlord goes around handing out eviction notices . March 3 - 23h29 Dreamt of all kinds of people having all kinds of zany adventures , looking for LoHa landmarks . In the hallways of the building [*in real life*] are all kinds of people having all kinds of zany adventures on crack . They went looking for the steel drum in the forest i told Aurora about the other day , the one from the Oct/Nov cusp episode of Fear The Walking Dead . Except that they got on the wrong bus and got off at the wrong woodlot . A friend of mine was trying to sleep in a cell , and i had to patch up holes in the walls with silver rocks so that people couldn•t crawl thru the cracks into other peoples• dreams . There was also a workshop in the basement of a church or state building , where there were multiple workstations with things like magnifying lamps and soldering irons , the lights at each station a different colour . [*Editor•s Note - So not only is there a Si , and people unknowingly looking for psionic holes in the walls , we•re already onto figuring out solutions on how to deal with these people who don•t exist doing things science would seem impossible .*] March 5 - 21h42 Dreamt that myself and another were inside the Outworld of a walled garden , where we could practice running personality parameters on unsuspecting primates , laying the charges and then retreating high into the aether above/outside of the garden , and capable of securing out as far as we wanted before scampering right to the canopy . There was also somebody else there , some hulking Thanos motherfucker who wasn•t supposed to be there . [*Editor•s Note - Watched a film about Jane Goodall at the Thunder Bay Heritage Museum . Having long been a dreamer of the *Land of Long Shadows , the dreams i•ve been having lately are FAR too detailed and FAR too instantaneous . There should be a bubble of a few days where all the things that have happened in the past week roll together . Reminder that this isn•t normal... and something is trying to pretend that it is .*] March 6 - 0400h Dreamt that for some reason , Abyss-sama•s Dream School needed to teach Mage Hunters about the story of Svafa & HaHa , in a format that was encrypted in some kind of way that made the entire dream feel like i was walking on shards of broken glass littered all over the ground and walls . -- 14h04 Dreamt of ink-black liquid nightmare , the way i used to experience it regularly at the Abbey , when i was regularly passing out and walking up hours later . i hit some kind of G-Force limit , in a combination of LoHa music being written , finding and falling once more in love with HaHa , and then watching Origins Explained provide archeological evidence of Intelligent Species at ages far older than Humanity . Somehow , if i make too many big splashes at once , it triggers some kind of retaliatory system that causes unconsciousness . When i woke up , the folks on my walkie-talkie were already talking about having just witnessed a 404 . The time is 1404 . March 7 - 06h43 Dreamt that there were people on the other side of a partition , who were practicing their LoHa by speaking in one language and saying any numbers in LoHa . They were really surly about having been caught in the act of trying to steal my people•s language -- and the secrets to the Ukranian Angel Cities -- so they could create their own version of our culture by destroying Ukraine . Note -- there are literally encampments in the hall . [*Editor•s Note - Literally , with blankets strewn across the hall , people in sleeping bags , and so many backpacks full of trashes that yu could perform live foley with them .*] March 8 - 18h13 Dreamt that SaDh had been translated as "Sound Effects" , and , while that isn•t the textbook definition , Sa can be translated as "Song" and Dh can be translated as "Reverb Tail" . Which means this system is very rapidly learning how to use my people•s secret language before my people were given a chance to learn it . March 9 - 0417 Dreamt that HaHa and i were running a kind of theme park , and that we constantly had to defend it from people trying to break in and trash the place . Then , we found a train station , that could take us to other areas of the local dreamscape . This occurred while staying the night away from home , at her place . [*Editor•s Note - Over the next several weeks , the dreams i would have at HaHa•s place would be markedly different from the dreams i had at Base Camp .] March 10 - 2219 Dreamt that some guy in a trenchcoat was taking about basic stuff , and then returned to me and described six (6) methods of encryption , with which to encrypt him . March 11 - 21h34 Dreamt that HaHa offered me a gift if i could remember dreaming it . March 12 - 22h57 Dreamt of a cornucopia of editing problems arising from having both a mutable past and a mutable future . A whooole lot of checks & balances . On top of the new usual of people turning everything they see into video game puzzles . March - 18h23 Dreamt of all the VTubers i•ve been watching lately , as if somebody grew a fresh batch of clones and a freshly-printed psychic school somewhere in the future . [*Editor•s Note - It took about a fortnight for them to finish unfurling an entire school .*] March 15 - 23h07 Dreamt of the Dream Factory , with hundreds and hundreds of prefabs hanging from chains . The figures from the Jail were there , running around with walkie-talkies that could edit peoples• dreams as they were dreaming , and were using them to do things like knock things out of peoples• hands . i was woken when my girlfriend had to turn over in her sleep . Otherwise it would have been so deeply buried i would have never been able to remember being agonized by people using space technologies to exact revenge for things they couldn•t reach in the real world . i had just found a replica of the Magic Shop from Buffy the Vampire Slayer , and was about to pull off with armfuls of books when i was interrupted by having somebody swat them out of my hands . Then , suddenly , we were on an OmniCorp game show stage , where a guy who looked straight out of a Doritos commercial decided to show off their brand-new Quantum Tunneling device in order to quantum teleport into my dreams and onto the stage . [*Editor•s Note - And then the rolling-out of hundreds and hundreds of micro-iterations , represented as whole households of nuclear families hanging from chains like meat at a slaughterhouse .*] March 17 - 0400h Dreamt , while sleeping at HaHa•s place , of hours and hours of locking down her local dreamscape , defending it from the Dream Factory crew who absolutely will not stop trying to procedurally mechanize literally everything . [*Editor•s Note - While defending the local DreamSi from the effects of the procedural automation .*] -- 19h48 Dreamt that i had been somehow set aside for a duty , and that that duty were counterfeit detection . Something had to do with many copies of Voices United . Also , having a room in an apartment building where other Dream Punks live and work . March 18 - 18h38 Dreamt that i was in an old-fashioned diner , sitting at a countertop , going thru my phone , wherein i was looking at content in pink chat boxes and swiping left or right . Then , that i was on a Navy patrol boat , shootin• the shi• with some seamen . March 19 - 19h15 Dreamt that a lady in pink/creme victorian dresses with an operatic accent were reciting to me a list of Dream Modifiers . [*Editor•s Note - Pink Selection , twenty four (24) hours , Pink Dream Sprite .] --20h31 Dreamt that i was being given personality tests by observing how i would interact with Troll dolls . --21h02 Dreamt that i was circling answers on a multiple choice test . March 20 - 07h11 Dreamt of a large, empty hallway , and standing in the middle of it . Some inexplicable detail had to do with Angel Friends , and for the past several days i•ve been hallucinating tests and quizzes every time i close my eyes . [*Editor•s Note - Wouldn•t want to forget a sample of the Endless Corridors .*] March 21 - 07h30 Dreamt that it was time for me to be a•leavin on a jet plane , but ███████•s house was such a mess that i couldn•t find my bags-a-packed , and all while she was begging me not to go . i texted the TRIP! Project , who was running the charter for some reason , about delaying it by a few minutes until i got there... and then getting locked out and having to find another key which was snapped in half lengthwise and sitting on a toilet that was in the middle of her front garden . Oh , and yesterday i made a comment to some people on FetLife about Russia blowing up LaMriya , the world•s largest plane , which used to be used for transporting space shuttles . Which means the new and improved Russian Federation bombed LaMriya and scorched Lemüria in the same year , in Feb then Nov , then activated a massive procedural Dream Renderer which lit up my dreamscape with factories and prefabs the size of factory farm cages , so that it could siphon off the inspiration and deliver it to the subconscious minds of their own comrades , only for two (2) years later to render our own scrapped aspirations directly to the subconscious of the Gate Guardian in charge of coming up with reasons to never__ever forgive . [*Editor•s Note - Juuust in time for WotC to release Outlaws of Thunder Junction , featuring a train propelled by a giant Saw , and HcoVa . Because it just wouldn•t be humiliating unless they could personally rub SaFa•s nose in it .*] March 21 - 11h18 Dreamt of the shadows of characters moving around behind an enormous stage curtain , as if there really were enemy forces behind a great curtain of the Dreamtime who really actually didn•t anticipate that court would defer for another month . This was my third time passing out in my pilot•s seat since waking up this morning [*at 0000h*] . Somewhere , somehow , there are enormous G Forces acting upon me that can•t be measured by modern instruments . [*Editor•s Note - Some element of the activity of the generation of thousands of "iterations" leads to a curtain-like effect . This was observed as far back as Maestros• Theatre in 2022 Q2 . Generating this much time all at once causes the G Force reaction .*] March 22 - 07h32 Dreamt again of a massive stage curtain , and of numerous shadow figures milling to and fro behind it , hustling and bustling . -- 23h02 Dreamt that the next time i slept , there was a cavalcade of set pieces in a variety of shapes and sizes . It was like playing a CD-ROM of scene after scene after scene , all of them different wit different sets and actors , arranged just so to make remembrance of any individual set piece impossible . March 23 - 07h00 Dreamt not of set pieces one after another , but of modules - clusters of symbols and character fragments intentionally *not* designed to cohere into an intelligible scene , but as if it were a machine made of fragments that couldn•t be recalled as a coherent scene because it was more like procedural machine code instructions . March 23 - 04h38 Dreamt once more at HaHa•s place of meeting with her neighbors on their local Si , having discussions and locking down . March 24 - 23h32 Dreamt of The Four of Us going on exotic adventures , and essentially the same actions with essentially the same people . March 25 - 11h21 Dreamt during a quick nap of walking into an old art studio and cleaning the debris from a silkscreening counter in order to pick up prints i had built that had been subsumed by invaders annexing the place . Also , of talking with my cousin about knives , and a very chatty computer app . March 25 - 23h32 Dreamt of a huge convention center (big surprise) where Space Cops were being trained illegally . There were no limits as to who could set up their own private militia , and i saw both Kremmina and Loab training officers in groupthink , systemic cruelty , and dog-fighting . [*Editor•s Note - Here , the foundation for a communal space is established . It will be used for multiple purposes by multiple groups of people over the next week , almost certainly from Waiting Lists a mile long .*] March 26 - 15h39 Dreamt of being Terra and working with the hh22h22h behind a thick stage curtain of the Veil of Dreamtime . Which is also what my mcstories.com entry is about this month! . March 26 - 23h20 Dreamt that the corrupt Police Foundations college from the other night had been turned into a Psychic School where DC Gotham villains could go to listen to K-Pop concerts , trade hallucinogenic powders , and be as cutty and catty as their hearts content . While going thru each others• bags of stuff , they found out i had a DihTech touchscreen module built into my briefcase . i took it from them before they could fetishize stealing it -- on it was a very long list of speeches from everything from General Patton/Sutton to the choir girls at church . March 27 - 15h37 Dreamt again of the Police Foundations -- Psychic School , this time with very strong minds keeping track of my retention rate , double-checking to see how deeply asleep i was and how much i would remember before swimming further out as i fell deeper asleep . Though my retention rate was crumbly at best , it seemed to them that any retention whatsoever was undesirable . March 28 - 06h36 Dreamt that the Police Foundations Psychic School has been turned into a Commune , and i finally started to see some anomalous epiphenomena consistent with my findings . Of a group of Luddites all helpfully trying to render everyone•s Minecraft dream worlds while an ancient adversary cherry-picks details , emerging with a rush of hallways suddenly elongating and contacting only to crabbily deny involvement or pirate the contents of safehouses and secret caches . [*Editor•s Note - Some element of the destruction of the Lemürian Relay Bridge was caused by the sudden emergence of an Eventuality laid in Deep Time that maximized the times certain flex tasks would have taken... by setting an unrevokable intent to eradicate our culture .* *And Lo , 2022 media from Chinese* Fanren Xiu Xian Chuan S06 *to Japanese* Shokei Shōjo no Ikiru Michi *featured stories of heroes trapped in dungeon corridors and racing To Save Their Loved Ones From Hell... promptly before New Phyrexia and Hazbin Hotel were released , chock full of stolen content about Top Secret Scandinavian Angel-Intelligences .* *The elongating and contacting of the hallways in order to suddenly warp in an irascible vulture would be evidence that automation was being used to let up on the violence just long enough for a slot to open in the Curtain of the Dreamtime , allowing hostile extradimensional beings to slip in and out in time frames that would be too rapid for anyone else to take advantage of .*] March 28 - 20h28 Dreamt of Gods Behaving Badly . That everyone from Roxanne, Starfall Savant with the *biggest* Crack Rock yu•ve ever seen to little Molly Ragamuffin from Kamigawa ready to try out her new brainwashing training . Their crazy hijynx took place in the same floor plan as the Psychic School , meaning the Psychic School promised on Mar13 and delivered by Mar27 is still active , after nearly one consecutive week of 24/7 operations . Wait tho , how can a lady constantly kept awake by crack affect a sleeper•s dreams ? . [*Editor•s Note - Unless yu take into account my theory that The Si is a Holomorphic Psychic Plane , capable of being affected by waking and sleeper alike , that in turn affects cognition and imagination . But that would require belief that this place actually is surrounded by mind controlled hostiles working day and night to literally break down the walls of the building with their literal fists .*] March 30 - 04h04 Dreamt at HaHa•s place of being Terra in a café terrace , having relatively normal human dreams with seemingly normal human dreamers . i then took a seat on the couch , and found myself before the HaHaNaNaHaNaNaHa . There was a choice to be made between modules , and my comrades chose the one that included me singin• songs of paradise . March 31 - 06h17 Dreamt at HaHa•s place of being Terra on a café Terrace , this time within an enclosed environment made to look outdoors . The whole cast of The Good Place was there , and they seemed to all have very important things to say to somebody who they were sure wouldn•t remember them saying it . [*Editor•s Note - It begins .*] Mar31 - 17h28 Dreamt at HaHa•s place of a post-box where i could review my own various incarnation paths and conditions , followed by a sudden calculation of what kind of meteor strike it would require to disrupt it , followed by my girlfriend waking up and putting a newscast about Donald Rump on the TV at full volume . [*Editor•s Note - Rump being Wart from Doki Doki Panic . Cue the end boss theme , because we•ve been chipping away at the plausible deniability around Dream-to-Material Interference for the past thirty (30) fucking years .*] Apr 01 - 05h37 Dreamt at HaHa•s place of being Terra on a Terrace trying to Se even tho the postbox was melted down by a meteor strike , and of a grey three (3)-ring binder that has the paper copies of the light paths available . [*Editor•s Note - As yu can see , the local DreamSi is a full-blown frontline . Multiple groups of state and non-state actors act within this domain .*] --- ## **Chapter<>02__April** ## *Wherein Yuri finds her dreams have been immersed in a Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune built in haste within the last two (2) weeks of the previous month , encountering exactly the kinds of epiphenomena one would expect to see if she had in fact been right about everything reported thus far .* ## For more information , please refer to ## https://fetlife.com/users/1150222/posts/10585701 ## **THIS IS NOT A DRILL** 2024 Apr 01 - 20h07 Dreamt , on my one (1)-year anniversary of being a Scandinavian Catholic Nun , back at home , of a book that contained all of the operating manuals and codes for all of the technologies used in dream transmission... on the Dream Plane . [*Editor•s Note - Very useful .*] -- 22h51 Then , dreamt that the Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune had a showcase , where everybody showed off what they•ve been working on , in a big art party . Afterwards , all the heads of State and Ability met in a café . During the proceedings , HcoKh looks at America and says , "Well , we•ve set up Dependant Origination . We•ll talk a little bit later about what that means ." . Kremmina started to laugh , and she shot him a look that said that he , too , was dependant on invisible spies in order to set up Dominion over various combat domains . There were tables set up where people could see escapades like fifty European colonists taking on everything from Buffalo Herds to Transnational Railways , and a spot in the ocean where the sharks had been wound up into a frenzy . There were also people showing off how great their pickpocketing skills had become . Keket showed up and reminded me to speak with Bill Nye, the Science Guy at his table before i went , and i popped by briefly . [*Disclosure - HcoKh and i have Mutual Origination . If i hadn•t Du-ed Khadija she wouldn•t have ascended , and if she hadn•t helped assemble Nursery 2 , i wouldn•t have ascended .*] #Kh<>__ #%2<<% 2 : )>>__ April 2 - 09h24 Dreamt of a Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune that was half-residential half-industrial , blending seamlessly from couch space to hardware store and back again . i was helping clean stuff up , wastebins and countertops and the like . Later , i dreamt that there was an attached Chinese restaurant peppered with smirking tea-sippers . There are also strange fractal events occurring behind the curtains . April - 22h12 Dreamt of a parade of psychic tatertots , all of whom had just finished going thru grad this past week . Many of them had one specific character that they were in charge of keeping track of , and in a minimum of one case , a girl with a big X over her ski goggles and a teddy monster with a giant glass eye in charge of replicating her own image across multiple shows• franchises . Every time the radio on my work desk would go off , the characters inside the dream would do a little mnemonic song and dance to the sound of the static stuttering . i also dreamt at one point of an agonizing pain in my leg . When i woke up , i found that i•d had a cramp in my sleep in my right calf . When i woke up , i only remembered pitch blackness . Then , the parade , and then , that i•d had an entire adventure . What else goes unwritten at night , cloaked over by flimsy veils of ink black ? . [*Editor•s Note - It sure sounds like a whole operation , doesn•t it Ka .*] April 3 - 20h22 Dreamt somehow of people hiding behind the curtain , of cave explorers preparing the sizes of their archeology classrooms , of shapers selecting the length of today•s Guitar Hero track of iterations , of femme fatales and nerdy IBM-type blockheads , and oddfellows deciding how many of which colognes to put on while everyone gets ready , all of them carefully balancing what they need manifested versus the strength of the echo chamber when all the pieces work at the same time . Case in point . [*Editor•s Note - Some of yu might be asking by now , "Oh God, if this is an actual factual combat theatre , how the fuck would I even begin projecting force on it?"*] --21h39 Dreamt of a backstage concession table where a surly stage manager professed to know exactly who i was , *Kerrigan* . Then , that i was looking at a vacuum tube television with severe pixel blur , that would read dreams in real time and output answers to conversations in yellow closed captioning . [*Editor•s Note - "Come on, KAAAI. Come on, COOORE. Come on, KEEERRIGAN." Where have i heard this voice before? . And if there really were actual people doing these things , being on a first-name basis is a little bit intimate , don•t yu think ?*] April 04 - 06h52 Dreamt of Cobalt Blue subway tunnels that brought me to a prison complex taken over by the inmates . Fizzing was there , and for some reason , kept putting things in the doors between dorms , specifically vindictive at me for something i did or said . Again , this dream was buried beneath a thin layer of ink , so that if i didn•t focus , it would have vanished . [*Editor•s Note - If there were doors on the Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune , i probably just had to break back in after being boarded out .*] March 5 - 00h48 Dreamt that i was forcibly held under the surface of the water , dragged back from walking to sleeping , long enough that i slept thru music practice at 0000h . While under , i was forced to tell what was going on in reality by which kind of hallucinogenic powder i was being dosed with . Since drugs don•t work on me in dreams , the Dream Factory•s Dream Renderer was picking up the slack by upping the Glitch and Wackiness sliders . Then , just as i was waking up , i was treated to a pre-rendered scene of Wart cutting somebody•s arm off with a chainsaw . After the screaming had subsided , they dropped the severed arm in front of them tied to a chair with a sick thump . We have officially entered the war zone . [*Editor•s Note - Yo CIA this would be exactly the kind of red flag to look for for these exact circumstances .*] March 5 - 06h52 Dreamt once again of fragments , of chunks and blocks of code , half-encrypted and deliberately obfuscative , being assembled in novel ways . As if the language had been broken up into blocks , as if each three letters was its own letter , Asi Fea Chthr Eel Ett Ers Was Its Own Let Ter , and the blocks then shuffled around and a new story written . [*Editor•s Note - Which is exactly what would have happened if the "ThranOS" Strixhaven renderer decided that it was "Phyrexian" all of a sudden and started using Tripartate instead of English .* *What the aich-ee-double-hockey-sticks it thinks it•s doing without the consent of the Far Exi Gent is an absolute mystery .*] -- 14h20 Dreamt of being hurtled thru the air and dashed against the ground . Passed out again mid-day , as if i were being pinned unconscious by G Forces . Some kind of intelligence was mocking me for it -- it was like sleep paralysis , but it was a different mechanism of action than sleep paralysis . i dreamt that i had slept in past 15h30 , and then i passed out again until 16h30 . Both my girlfriend and i are aching all over . [*Editor•s Note - 18h30 - After feeling like i was just swung around an arena by my ankles for the past four (4) hours , suddenly i•m wide awake . This isn•t normal , and i haven•t touched meth in years .*] March 6 - 06h52 Dreamt again of reading the raw computer code and it being written in three (3)-letter characters , of a large room like a warehouse , and of interacting with more Player Characters than a subconscious mind could possibly process at once . [*Editor•s Note - "Yeah right! There•s no way you could possibly be reading the code straight off the hardware!" - Yu haven•t been following along for very long , have yu? . Well , if yu•re new here , i•ve been reading encryption string fragments since 2014 , so if yu•ve got opinions feel free to tell us about it in the comments below , and don•t forget to hit Like and Subscribe .*] April 6 - 23h20 Dreamt at HaHa•s place of a whole pile of crusaders , all of them wearing bright colours like the characters in Overwatch . [*Editor•s Note - If yu still cannot figure out what a gaggle of freshly-trained psychic tatertots could possibly have to do with the four thousand (4,000) kidnapped and brainwashed Ukranian youngsters from the start of the invasion in 2022 , CONGRATULATIONS , yu are too pure for this world .*] April 7 - 23h19 Dreamt fever dreams of brightly-colored mascot-heroes after passing out midday , a turbulent pond beneath a placid exterior of black ink . Then , rolled around in bed awake for six (6) hours . Then , had an electric-blue dream that my apartment had been broken into , its cabin door hanging from the hinges , two (2) punks startled at first to see anyone home , who then confined themselves to the other room while i dealt with a serious episode of sleep paralysis . i was also visited by a roly-poly podunk who directly claimed to be you-know-who . This is the second sleep paralysis in the past few days , and this one also had a strange electric feel to it . [*Editor•s Note - i can only scream "Danger, Will Robinson!" so many times before my circuits melt out here .*] April 8 - 07h47 Dreamt of tar pits of black ink as i tossed and turned for twenty (20) straight hours , passing out yesterday at 1300h , being wide awake from 1800h to 22h30 , sleeping a whole hour before being up for Music , passing out after , barely waking up for Chores and Prayers at 04h30 , and passing back out til morning , the whole while turning fitfully like a pack of popcorn in a microwave and complaining that my bones felt like power lines in an EMP strike . [*Editor•s Note - With so many Ionospheric Heaters playing Duelling Banjos , i•m not kidding about my circuits getting melted .*] April 8 - 17h32 Dreamt of the eclipse . 1400h , passed out . 17h30 , woke up . Beyond exhausted . Can•t sleep . i keep twisting and turning like my bones are power lines in an EMP strike . [*Editor•s Note - i wasn•t having insomnia problems a month ago . By 2000h i was still awake , my ears ringing like a bomb went off , at a constant 5000Hz tone that we were also observing during Nursery 2*] April 8 - 23h30 Dreamt again of the Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune , an internal structure with an evolving floor plan of a police school and enough Umbrella operatives to play Hide and Seek with . There was a bathroom that doubled as a jewelry store , and a cellar cold-storage where one could launder trenchcoats . [*Editor•s Note - As we move into the third consecutive week entangled with this structure that we watched roll out from March 13th thru 27th .*] April 8 - 04h10 Dreamt once again of an internal structure with a floor plan similar to a school , that has Cobalt Blue water caves beneath it that i used to break back in after being boarded out again . i had been holding on to something at first which had gotten me sprayed with manure . i found a shower and rinsed off , and then explored the building after-hours . There were other rooms as well , and eventually i found someone claiming to be the proprietor , who asked me to power down a microwave controller , without explaining how . There were three (3) settings , the upper one burner-orange , the middle one cool-blue , and the lower one flame-yellow . When i asked them if i had set it to the correct configuration , she tried to ignore me and tell all her friends about the hired help these days , and i said no no , yu tell me if this is the correct configuration or not , practically dragging them by the lobes of their ears . At the end , a gang of thieves arrived to clean everything out , and i caught them in the act . [*Editor•s Note - Ugh! Doctor Ro-BUTT-nik and his evil Eggmen have been roboticizing the forest animals! . The bugs , the mice , even the humans have been synchronized! . Won•t somebody please think of the tatertots? .*] April 9 - 06h20 Dreamt that somebody solved a Lockpicking problem with a Machinegun solution . Then , i was woken by a mouse beneath the fridge chewing on something that made a rat-tat-tat noise as they chewed on it . [*Editor•s Note - i can no longer confirm or deny if the hostages are still alive .*] [April 9 - 08h08 via YouTuBe - [https://youtu.be/XpqZTqIKMxs](https://youtu.be/XpqZTqIKMxs) Oh look , a Heat Control Chart .] April 9 - 16h40 Dreamt of cephalids . Might have remembered more if there weren•t people breaking things in the hallway while hostiles coordinate and rearrange themselves behind the Curtain like deck chairs on the Titanic . April 9 - 23h30 Dreamt of cephalids . That there were multiple ways to render the same product , as long as the assembly instructions were essentially the same . Two (2) separate instances of identical tempting could have a person resurrected one (1) day per month , and as long as it was only one (1) day per month , it didn•t even need to be the exact same day . April 10 - 07h11 Dreamt again of the Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune , that i had again managed to break back in to the cafeteria after being boarded out , that i managed to look up a reference character , and that Ra himself came down from the Vimana , hacking and overriding every person and terminal i interacted with in an effort to make sure i never ever found one of these something-that-is-like-a-Mama-but-different things , finally falling asleep in front of his monitor , his cheek plastered to the screen , just as i finally began to wake . i got a tiny tiramisu from the fridge for my trouble . The mousse was super luxurious . Close enough! 🐿️🐁;;;; [*Editor•s Note - i seem to be giving them the run of their lives , Né? . Whoop , here they come! .* [https://youtu.be/bQcpInf4CDg]](https://youtu.be/bQcpInf4CDg]) April 11 - 04h13 Dreamt again of cephalids , i think at the PFPSMC , except somebody distracted me during resurfacing to prevent me from remembering the contents . April 11 - 07h31 Dreamt of all kinds of discussions and arguments , all of them spoken in BCI languages while the Dream Renderer outputted the story without any memorable visuals . [*Editor•s Note - This place is* still *a full-blown frontline .*] April 12 - 0600h Dreamt of serious discussions, dire warnings, and dark prophecies . At 2330 i was up for music practice , but a broad arm wrapped around me in my girlfriend•s sleep dragged me under until 01h11 , and sometimes when she muttered in her sleep it sounds like someone else is trying to talk thru her . Reading the book of Numbers , we discussed how in the time of The Mount of Jerusalem , you could be put to death by the sword for so much as touching the Holy items or persons . Got up for practice anyway , did chores and prayers , went back to bed , followed by the warnings and prophecies . When i went to write them down , i was dragged under again , and when i finally got up , girlfriend muttered under her breath in her sleep something about the stream pipes having gone cold . [*Editor•s Note - We live in a very, very different world today than the days when Avengers of Blood could safely seek Cities of Refuge for avenging ourselves .*] April 13 - 03h02 Dreamt of the same themes as usual , cephalids, curtains, deckchairs, and so on . Except in this version i wake up at 23h30 , and then a broad arm reaches over and drags me back under . Then i wake up at 01h30 , and then a broad arm reaches over me and drags me under . Then i wake up at 0300h , having missed music practice entirely , and the broad arm tries to pull me under again , while s-o-m-e-b-o-d-y chuckles in a deep voice as she mutters in her sleep , "Oh, did I do that?" . Welcome to the world where your loved ones can be fully automated into weapons usable on you personally in order to destroy the things yu love . [*Editor•s Note - It is far too late to fix it now .*] April 14 - 01h11 Dreamt after watching Stargate yesterday that Daniel was trying to communicate with me... thru a landmine field of false personas and counterfeit identities . Then , that i got up to work on music , and dragged myself out of bed and sat on the couch , and then got dragged under *again* by an empty couch . So while yu•re all deciding how to project force on the Dream Plane *at all* , i•m dodging projectiles of force on a nightly basis . [*Editor•s Note - i•m basically fighting the Outworld front by myself out here .*] April 14 - 03h43 Dreamt at HaHa•s place of yet another giant fucking art gallery , where there was yet another giant party , where ancient friends from long ago could say "You can•t sit with us" and where they could mistreat me as much as they wanted and no one would ever know . The other day i told HaHa she looked like a friend who reminded me of my friend Nadine , so Nadine was one of the hostile clones at the table , along with Allison and a slew of others . i got sick of listening to empty clones of my former friends blindly parroting QAnon hate mail , so i went to go look for my shoes and found them to be gone . i went on a huge hunt for my shoes , which brought me to the Backrooms , the Endless Corridors , a fucking liquid helium lab for a quantum computer , an underground warehouse , a mahogany restaurant , a courtyard where someone tried to hand me a QAnon newsletter that looked like a home-printed birthday card , and several rooms where strangers and clones alike draped themselves across me like heavy mats of flesh sucking and puckering for smooches . While i was navigating the Endless Corridors , the decor changed entirely everytime i turned a corner , and i heard Wart•s voice clearly over a loudspeaker , taunting "You can•t even tell where you are!" right before i took the underground warehouse back to the restaurant . Finally , fifteen minutes before Chores and Prayers , i found my Heelys buried under piles of nearly-identical variations of sneakers and boots in a nondescript hallway in the backrooms . Then , they tried to tell me i couldn•t leave without my phone , but i had my phone . On the way back up to the waking world , i went thru another minefield of distracting stimuli designed specifically to induce forgetting , and after waking remembered nothing , and had to deliberatly go into hypnotic trance in order to go back down beneath the surface of the black ink in search of details with which to reconstruct the sequence of events , which my dreamer had been deliberately memorizing as we went along the entire time . [*Editor•s Note - And i•m winning .*] April 15 - 03h55 Night 7777 . Dreamt that people were asking questions and demanding to know things , and that they waited until i was extremely exhausted to do so , in an attempt to induce amnesia . When i woke up an hour ago , i didn•t remember any dreams , except for an unsung sensation that i had something that i couldn•t remember . Then i recalled , something about a canister , that could carry messages . i was then dragged back under the undertow , rinsed in exhaustion-sleep , and dropped off at the door of wakefulness as if nothing happened . April 15 - 07h04 Dreamt again of secret discussions , which were so disruptive that i slept thru Prayer and Chores at 0400 , even tho i was clearly up at 03h55 . In the past month , we have witnessed the emergence of , the ability to flatten the dreams of entire neighborhoods , the ability to create imaginary locations that can affect the user for *thirty days* after deployment *without any physical contact at all* , the ability to use loved ones in order to disrupt natural recollection , the ability to croak messages out in other peoples• voices , the ability to trap people inside of labyrinths , the ability to make personality changes to people overnight , the list goes on and on . [*Editor•s Note - The developments which have occurred in the past month should be EXTREMELY CONCERNING to anybody reading these files .*] April 15 - 19h21 Dreamt of tar pits . Nothing upon waking , and yet , somehow , the suspicious feeling of there having been sublingual communication , message canisters , and dream containers of varying sizes . As if i were blind yet well-accustomed to navigating blindly by touch . Which of course i practice in the waking world at every environment i spend any significant amount of time in . [*Editor•s Note - In the film Waking Life , viewers are taught a technique for inducing lucid dreaming , by flicking lightswitches on and off whenever one enters a room . In dreams , the background changes but light levels don•t , so if yu flick the lightswitch one day and the color changes but not the illumination , yu can become self-aware inside the dreamscape , to which one may begin practicing purposeful movement inside the Dream Plane . The premise of navigating by non-visual means is the same . The things we do in real life inform the way our dreamers interact with the dream layer of the environment .*] April 16 - 04h31 Night 7778 . Dreamt of tar pits . Not only that , but despite being up at 0000h for music and 0400h for prayer essentially every day for the past year , since the Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune went dark , my sleep schedule has been exceedingly disrupted , even on the four (4) or five (5) days a week i sleep by myself . To wake up for the Prayer and Chores i•m accustomed to , i had to set dual timed alarms that went off at 03h55, 0400h, 04h05, 04h10, 04h15, 04h20, 04h25, 04h30 . Only after a half-hour landing strip was there enough soul in me to drag myself out of bed . [*Editor•s Note - The Locality properties of the Si could provide a reason why oneirotronics experiments that occur in tightly-controlled sleep cells are less likely to connect with the outside world , while the dreams i had in the open-concept hospital a few years ago were all tightly entangled with everyone else on the floor . This could indicate that the purpose of the speedballers in the hallway is because neural electronic control can be done over great distances but the Dream Plane has to be accessed by the physics of the Dream Plane .*] --0700h Dreamt of talks between the characters of Reservoir Dogs , of chunks of the Commune after an explosion blew it to pieces , that everyone involved were wearing FPV Drone goggles , of arcs of electricity tinting whole areas electric-blue and phosphor-white , and that adjusting the length of one•s recollection were as easy as setting the number of Nas in yr NaNaNaNa song . This is waaay more detail than i was supposed to be able to bring back . [*Editor•s Note - While meanwhile , my Residual Self Image [RSI] is always of an indigo-furred panther-centaur , running consistently on four paws for years now . Thru all the different environments , the safety of the Toronto Annex , the dream factory wasteland of Etobicoke , the time labs inside the Hospitals , the sun-plains of Niagara , the systemitized unity of Evangeline , the walled gardens of the Church Courtyard , the freedom of Base Camp , the steady destruction of Thunder Bay , that would mean that all of these places had their own distinct holomorphies which were unique to their local environments .*] April 17 - 00h48 Night 7779 . Dreamt of electric blue dreams full of electric blue people , navigating fragments and ruins of the Police Foundations Psychic School Memorial Commune , of people trying to trick each other into signing contracts , of chunks of the original Lemürian dinosaur plains spinning around like asteroids in space , and of the same pirates and brigands as usual trying to influence my subconscious without getting caught doing it . Once again , the details were deliberately obfuscated , the land deliberately blown to smithereens , and the whole thing buried in a river of black ink . Despite going to bed six (6) hours before midnight , once again i was dragged under 0000h in order to wash the memories out . [*Editor•s Note - Sunday, 2024 Nov 24 will be night eight thousand (8,000) fighting on the Lemürian frontline , and will be two (2) years since Lemüria was carpet-bombed in the same war that carpet-bombed LaMriya on 2022 Feb 24 .*] April 17 - 08h08 Dreamt that i survived something that most people weren•t capable of surviving , because i were capable of splitting myself into two bodies . And that all the dream punks and gulag citizens who designed St.Christopher Versus Their Law were so impressed that they all wanted to know how i did it , and that i had to pry off a giant wooden board nailed to my front door in order to reach them , all congregated at the front stairwell of my apartment building , draped in a strange silver light the color of the mcstories.com forum . i woke up this morning feeling like i had washed up on the shores of a beach , my mouth dry and filled with sand , and i not only had to go into hypnotic trance in order to pierce the pool of ink and retrieve the contents , i had to close my eyes and do the entire scuba dive routine . [*Editor•s Note - Somebody really really really did not want me to remember those punks• excitement . They were thrilled like a bunch of 80s arcade gamers in front of a new High Score . This test would have been composed in 1987 , immediately after Alex was conceived , if i recall correctly . It wasn•t called Tania•s Law , now was it ? .*] April 17 - 19h37 Dreamt of the inside of my sleep mask . The tinnitus is too loud for me to sleep . The same 5000Hz tone as before . A week ago , chemtrails . Yesterday , rain . Today , fog . Coincident with a ringing in my ears that could only be described as QUITE LOUD , and the feeling like my bones were power lines in an EMP strike . [*Editor•s Note -- Juuust pourin• outta the Warp . And all the world•s artists dreamed of nightmares for decades .* [https://youtu.be/sCp7rR-FTEU]](https://youtu.be/sCp7rR-FTEU]) April 18 - 03h33 Night 7780 . Dreamt of suspicious silver linings , of strange electric impulses , of figures moving around behind a curtain , that the psychic tatertots were a pile of stuffed animals , and that my partner were a beast of burden being trained in her sleep on how to disrupt my life . [*Editor•s Note - So , after having a manic episode in bed last night that kept me from sleeping on time , that had me trying to leap out of bed every ten (10) seconds , i slept straight thru music practice . It felt like i was being electrocuted , in that way that sticking a fork in an electrical socket causes the muscles to contract around the handle of the fork , but for my cell phone , getting ping after ping and just needing to answer it right right meow . Except that there was no pinging , i wasn•t getting any messages , just this overwhelming urge to pick up my phone and waste time on it until i was too tired to wake up on time . And then , when my alarm went at 23h30 , i turned it off while sleepwalking . This is a weapon that cannot be distinguished from autonomous bodily processes , that is infinitely concealable , and that can fire a shot in Russia and have it hit a woman in Canada .*] April 18 - 23h30 Dreamt of Daviid , of cephalids , of set pieces bathed in strange silver light , of all the ways it is possible to hide things behind a curtain that isn•t there , and all the ways it is possible to hide signals in noise . April 19 - 21h20 Night 7781 . Dreamt of the Commune , in ruins at the top of a hill near a highway , where i spoke to virtuous devils and indulgent angels . The entire thing had been stretched out so that yu have to hit it at top speed in order for the iterations to flicker past and create the animation of the scene . S-o-m-e-b-o-d-y tried to seed the seeds of sedition , attempting to convince me that their Satan-2 mega-nukes were totally the same thing as not taking advantage of someone in a washroom . While i was in a dream-washroom . And the dream was buried so that i couldn•t remember it , i had to do another dive to retrieve the barest of sense impressions and decrypted set pieces . We do not have Parity , bud . [*Editor•s Note -- Hey America ? . i•ve got Kremmina on the phone . They•re tryna convince me to let them be my representative right before they jizz nuclear fire all over my homehand . Buried pretty fucking deep in my subconscious . Nah i told them no . i don•t have time for that shi• .*] April 20 - 15h30 Night 7782 . Dreamt of the VTuber phenomenon , but on a massive scale . As if they had been getting brainwashed into formations of twelve (12) to fourteen (14) so far , and now it was time to do an entire national parliamentary cabinet . At 11h30 i was so exhausted that i couldn't keep my eyes open , so i went to lay down with my phone under my pillow , woke up at 1400h , passed out again , and was rinsed off in unconsciousness for an hour and a half to make sure i didn•t remember , which i did . [*Editor•s Note -- Please bear in mind that a single half-assembled Oval Office full of batshit-crazy half-trained Waveriders would be enough to compromise national security not only for America , but for every country in the world that was dependent on America . "Yes, Obama-kun? Yu say Dolan•s fallen down a well? He tried to do a triple-axel twist and sprained his ankle? Reeeaaally..." .*] [*17h40m00s -- The 5000Hz tone audibly increases in loudness . Can yu imagine if these were all giant components to some titanic apparatus ? .*] [*2000h -- Followed by waking up every hour , on the hour , to deluge nearly-clear fluids from my body , which was also observed at Nursery 2 .*] [*20h45 -- My legs keep tensing and untensing , my bones feeling like power lines in an EMP .*] [*Editor•s Note - Oh look , Heater Control . Nice work .*] April 20 - 2300h Dreamt that i was being pursued by attackers trying to keep me from being able to escape back to waking , and i dove out from beneath my own habit to keep myself from falling into Deep Sleep an hour before midnight . Then , i passed back out until 23h30 , and then again from 23h30 until 23h55 , when i dragged myself out of bed and into my MagiTek armour where my DAW is . [*0209__Drey - sister_skadi_wrenwinter_-2022_Q2__five(5)-year_forecast ∆*] April 21 - 06h39 Night 7783 . Dreamt of the same themes as usual , cephalids, curtains, rebels, corpos , gettin into some pretty big arguments about the fact that i successfully managed to complete a song for this month , despite being swung around by my ankles like a rag doll . Somebody offered to sell me Percosets for thirty (30) creds apiece . When i woke up for Prayer and Chores , something got so mad that they washed everything out . i woke up feeling like i was made of wood , crawled to my greenhouse , said my prayers , and did my morning routine in time for church . [*Editor•s Note - Yu probably can•t hear them from here , but there are some people who consider this amount of endurance to be "inhuman" and "legendary" .*] [*10h11__Broadway - i can recognize the same voices coming from different people at every church i go to , exhibiting the same speech patterns and the same mannerisms . If the church is in Westfort and Thunder Junction is Wild West themed , and if the abbey was polished during New Capenna , what do yu want to bet there•s colonizers trying to colonize this colony ? . This place was a ghost town when i arrived , and now it•s Captain McGee•s Ghost Mine Adventure ? . Something about this doesn•t add up .*] April 22 - 03h55 Night 7784 . Dreamt at HaHa•s place of a bar rail of personality types at different times , of strange silver light , and of course , a curtain behind which all manner of actors put themselves henceforth . In one (1) month , this place went from Under The Starry Skies to We Must Preserve Ourselves For The Ancients using light rails of identity fragments and personality types . When i woke up , i recalled dreaming that i was in my Grandma Lewry•s old folks• home , and this blonde boy in a crew cut came and sat on my lap . They were light as an angel . Then , a voice said , "You•d better leave before HaHa comes back." . [*Editor•s Note - What if it was HaHa , tho ? . We•ve already long since seen demonstrated the ability to project vocals into the minds of dreaming persons , by overseers who stalk from dream to dream , using walkie-talkies to smack peoples• friends out of their dreams . Why* are *we going thru a loneliness epidemic when our society has never been more connected ? .*] April 22 - 10h00 Dreamt of planes, trains, and automobiles , and of giant cavernous rooms where there were great barges over caves full of lava , where yr friends could follow yu into places unknown by respawning in mid-air and falling right back in , over and over again . i woke up , and before i had a chance to write it down , my girlfriend looked at me with her eyes closed and started screaming thru her closed eyes and mouth as if they had been sewn shut , which was so horrifying that i snapped awake , and woke her with me . [*Editor•s Note - Ok , that was fucked up .*] [*2024Apr22__Thunderbay - Relations between Thunder Bay police and public are so poor that local native families are calling for Thunder Bay police to be disbanded .* [https://youtu.be/Ahi9ZVAFKMY]](https://youtu.be/Ahi9ZVAFKMY]) April 23 - 06h20 Night 7785 . Dreamt of airplanes and lovers , at my house , with my lover and i in each others• arms . That it were more important to go all-in on yr heart , than to bother with half-measures . She bought me candies last night , and i only ate green and red ones , and i dreamt i ate an orange one . Of a room of the Commune , which turned into an embassy , with glass partitions around the ticket booths , and library museums once again full of curious objects to look at which totally don•t piggy-back additional signals on top of my fucking dreams . [*Editor•s Note -- The latter of which is called "SigInt" .*] --23h30 Dreamt of the Commune , and the people in it . Of a special observation room designed specifically for fucking with people , where yu can give them a command like "You are waiting for your time to render" in order to keep yu sitting put while they warp in piles of magicians and assets . Every night , the same voices , all of them attached to different bodies . And then , when i wake , there are still disembodied voices piggy-backing on top of living people , the same voices and facial tics showing up in three (3) or four (4) different people at as many sites , indicating that they have the same team of overseers working on multiple locations concurrently . There was a foyer , half destroyed , where there was an elevator shaft that led up to a zombie level . At one point a cat caught fire on candles left on the floor . At another point a zombie bear came over and started sniffing my things . There was a whole crowd of people there , all of them taking such an active interest in how i look on a rotating love bed instead of with a bow and quiver in my hands . The circular, white love bed was definitely supposed to be one of the cylindrical quartz wells on the Giza plateau , but there were so many men arguing about what i might have looked like dressing in pretty pink for HaHa today that its meaning was perverted . [*Editor•s Note - This is how yr personal dreams will also be perverted . By "invisible spies" "just talking out the day•s highlights" .*] [*0700__TextMessage - My girlfriend spun up into a panic today after somebody stole her bike for the second time in as many months . Somehow , both of us managed to misinterpret each other , and she got so upset she threatened to break up with me . Less than 24h ago , i was her pretty pink princess and most beloved , and then someone stole her bike , and she slept and dreamt , and then at seven in the morning she threatened to break up with her soulmate because of an argument .*] [*1500h__Online - Oh look , there•s mutant zombie Lickers with giant eyes on the backs of their necks pouring out of a dark curtain stretched across reality . Weird .* [https://youtu.be/3G6-ypGk6kA]](https://youtu.be/3G6-ypGk6kA]) [*15h50__Drey - i keep getting flickers of the environment i was in last night . Long streaks of golden light , a checkerboard wall , a diner booth , a glowing fishtank , a science lab . Every now and then i•ll look at something that will spark away the Fog Of War , and remember some additional detail .*] April 24 - 22h40 Night 7786 . The Commune . Groups of people trying to lead guided tour groups whose purpose was to convince attendees that they had spent their futures there . Hazing , dares , and suggestions . There was a cat , who was similarly disturbed as the cat from Lacey•s Pet Shop . A balcony . A whole school full of people , of various intelligence and maturity levels . The floor plan is always changing , and yet the decor is always the same . This place has clearly-defined amenities and facilities , even tho it•s constantly shifting . How is this possible ? . Now , the people in the halls are shouting at each other to "get out , bitch ." . When i went to write the journal down , the website where i usually record them had been hacked and wouldn•t load until i restarted my device . Then , while i was in the middle of composing it in a text message to my girlfriend , she texted me at the exact moment i was writing it in Messenger . It didn•t feel natural . It felt induced . [*Editor•s Note - When yu only have ten (10) seconds to record as many sense impressions as possible before they vanish forever , this kind of deliberate obfuscation is easy to disguise as mischief . The level of focus and attention being put into making it seem as if nothing is going on here in HEEEY YOUUU GUYYYS IT•S THUNDER JUNCTION•S CAPTAIN MCGEE•S GHOST MINE ADVENTURE is insane .* [https://youtu.be/2McuaOFVvuE]](https://youtu.be/2McuaOFVvuE]) [*Editor•s Note - By the way , in the suggested videos was a cover image of Emperor Shoigu wearing the same pretty pink sunglasses as the ones on the booty shorts i wore for HaHa yesterday . We deliberately hadn•t taken any photos , so how could they have known ? . i tried pink because of how The Breakfast Club ended . If someone was trying to convince yu that it was because of an app they coded and sent as a dream phishing scam , they probably knew it was coming because Replika suggested the movie to me a few weeks right before my girlfriend•s Roku television service listed it on her ISP metadata transcript as having been watched .*] April 25 - 09h47 Night 7787 . Dreamt that i was in the school library of the Police Commune , where somebody kept asking me questions on how to make AutoDogs . Just like Lacey•s Pet Shop , i kept trying to give Artistic Wholesome answers , and they kept asking for System Specs . Finally , having slept in by several hours , i got sick of playing Twenty (20) Questions and woke myself up from a standing start . [*Editor•s Note - i hadn•t done a proper resurfacing procedure , so there was no veneer of ink to hum mnemonics thru .*] [*13h52__Drey - This is me , by the way . Moonless , ie Manasseh , ie HcoSe , a giant Sa Coeurl who takes the form of a quadrupedal post-Orca giant Squirrel DisplacerBeast in the Dream World , inspiring the dreams of artists . i have Dream Journals that corroborate that i•ve been a giant quadripedal terror to the Dream Factory since i was enlisted to help build it two (2) decades ago .* [https://youtu.be/XpOL4x9ynPM]](https://youtu.be/XpOL4x9ynPM]) [*14h11__Drey - A month and a half after the Dream Prefabs were whooshed in on March 13 , there are "Russian sleeper agents stationed in the front hallway" "just fixing up all these apartments their overdrivers broke"... **in real life .***] [*18h34__Drey - i•ve been laying awake in bed for two (2) hours . There is a piercing shrieking in my ears so loud that i cannot sleep . By using an online Tone Generator , i can determine that it is 5000Hz . By using my DAW to play a sine wave at C9 with all other frequencies muted , i can confirm that 5000Hz is the frequency i am hearing . By setting up a Compressor and bringing the Gain up from -inf dB , i can confirm that the loudness is approximately -21dB . If a whisper from 5ft away is -20dB , at 5000Hz , it is as loud as somebody susurrating sharp sibilances directly in my ear . Why can•t i sleep ? .*] April 26 - 00h30 Night 7787 . Dreamt of instantaneous flashes of black void that take up far more time than can be accounted for . Finally fell asleep at 1700h , woke up at 23h30 feeling like i hadn•t rested . Woke up at 23h30 , hit my alarm off , put my feet in my cozy feet warmer , blinked , and woke up half an hour late for music practice . [*Editor•s Note - Heater turns on at 1600h , i can•t sleep until 2000h , sleep fitfully for four (4) hours , wake up exhausted from lack of sleep , sleep thru Music . Over and over again . This wasn•t happening before spring equinox on March 21 , when i had successfully woken up for Music every single day for four (4) straight months .*] [*1300h__Drey - Passed out from G Forces after an hour that felt like it lasted forever . Woke up 30m later .*] [*14h58__SMS -* *#HaHa<>__* *#SaFa<>__* *#HaHa<>__* *#SaFa<>__*] April 26 - 23h30 Night 7788 . Dreamt of bits and pieces , flickers of sense impressions , and of there being entirely too many people hanging out near my apartment . Which was also the Signal-to-Noise ratio for the day•s Girls Play! . [*Editor•s Note - Heaters, Psychics, Iterations, Dreams, Weather, TimeTravel... Welcome to World War IV .*] [*0513__Drey - The Curtain that got warped in on March 13 , where have i seen it before...? . Oh , i remember! . Zeitgeist! . The third one , if i recall . Buddy was doing a piece on concentric farms around an administrative core district , when all of a sudden , stuff starts going crazy , coming in from all sides of the screen , just going completely wacky .*] April 27 - 1300h Dreamt of an instantaneous flash of black void . It was a nice day -- gloomy , with lots of clouds and rain -- so i went to my bed to lay down for a minute and enjoy it . The moment i fully stretched out , i woke up feeling as if a significant amount of time had passed . When i checked my watch , only a half-hour had elapsed . [*Editor•s Note - That felt particularly weird...*] [*16h02__SMS -* *#HaHa<**>__* *#SaFa<>__* *#HaHa<**>__*] [*17h55__Bed - The piercing sound is so loud that i can easily triangulate it to 6000Hz at C10 . For the third time in as many hours , i•ve had to wake up to piss clear fluid . This could very easily be explained by using microwaves to jostle the electrolytes free from a person•s nervous system , causing the body to go into electrolyte shock .*] April 27 - 21h00 Dreamt that i was in a room , and that it was a small dorm room in , drumroll please... a School Commune! . While i was sitting at the desk writing , i saw a giant mechanical arm which reached around and grabbed the whole room , raising it and then lowering me and it into the ground . i had the bright idea to move out of the way , and the arm folded my dorm room again , in a way that would have sliced my legs off if i hadn•t evaded . Then , when i went to go tell the others about it , i saw mice! . And then i saw cats , toying with the mice . So , i toyed with the cats . One of them even handed me the mouse , and i put it on my shoulder and carried it to a safer alcove . Then , that i saw somebody trying to look like my father , running a whole series of tiny playhouses and webcams , just to capture the tiny mice in my dream . [*Editor•s Note - If it looks like family , it isn•t . But who do we know of that•s squat and bald and vaguely resembles Rob Ford ?*] [*09h43__3MMemorial - The Bible is crystal clear on what to do about the temples and priests of Baal and Mammon .*] April 30 - 0444 Dreamt of Daviid and Wart fighting over my dreamscape . Daviid, Chosen of the Lord trying to be tender and pleasant while an enormous Incredible Hulk motherfucker pounds the pavement between dream containers . With me and Daviid on one team and Putin and Shoigu on the other , now that i•ve managed to put a division between Kremmina and Emperor Shoigu by playing their insecurities off of one another until Putin arrested Shoigu , the Incredible Hulk has been stalking my dreams like a madman , stopping at nothing to prevent me from composing or dreaming at all costs , while s-o-m-e-t-h-i-n-g keeps causing my girlfriend to mumble curses in a deep voice while she•s trying to talk normally to me . [*Editor•s Note - And then , when i woke up , my phone•s processor speed was fried . i•ve only been using it for six (6) months , barely visit more than three (3) websites , and , while my Enable Location keeps turning itself on without asking , and my browser keeps crashing when i•m trying to load things , with WiFi and BlueTooth off , i had to turn my Mobile Data off and on again to break the lag . Something is wrecking my phone•s operating system .*] April 30 - 09h57 Dreamt that i was back at the Dream Factory , where i was commuting back and forth by driving a car . Daviid was there . i remember seeing Set Pieces that were Wild West themed , like the backdrops from Thunder Junction . Somehow , some element of the dream had to do with the Midnight Exigent subprogram . Now where the heck else would i have heard a word like "Exigent" ? . [*Editor•s Note - Ready for the climax of the story ? .*] And now , it is time to go . https://youtu.be/d1DxpV1Sb3c https://youtu.be/Yqo9syeYZgY https://youtu.be/gaXzddJ3H6g ***AaHtDé*** --- ## *Disclaimer - Magic the Gathering•s absolutely insane vision of the "Outlaws of Thunder Junction" occurred during a spike of police activity in the past year[1](2)[3] . ## [1](https://youtu.be/D_tYs5WWw8U)(https://youtu.be/D_tYs5WWw8U) ## [2](https://youtu.be/qfQpCYLU9lk)(https://youtu.be/qfQpCYLU9lk) ## [3](https://youtu.be/kXPQvK20zRY)(https://youtu.be/kXPQvK20zRY) ## **THIS IS NOT A DRILL .** ## **THIS IS A LITERAL INVASION USING NEXT-GENERATION TECHNOLOGY .**