Morning of October 20, 2013. Sunday.

Firstly, the rather unpleasant part of my dream set. I move through some sort of unusual field of energy a few times, through what seems like several repeating "practice dreams" (even while lying on different sides). Mostly it is like moving through a cartoon-like scene with invisible(?) Disney animals along a zigzagging path that is like a country back road (but still somewhat maintained), also causing me to think of "hippies" for some reason. As the orientation turns about one-hundred eighty degrees, there is the awareness of a man running around and waving his arms. Somehow, it reminds me of the rather random and pointless "ending" of the movie "Powder" (which we have not seen in years), which, although I found it extremely unpleasant, ugly in spirit, and over-the-top ignorant on several levels (a person learning about life by sitting in a room all their life reading books? - ludicrous), it did provide us with yet another great personal experience in real life. I was thinking how funny it would be if aspects of the movie became "real" in the theater itself - what would people (the movie theater audience) do? Shortly after this, a balloon floated in from the entrance door. Every time it showed the "Powder" character onscreen (who had the power to draw objects via static electricity or some such), the balloon would "jump" due to an apparent air current and go straight towards his face on the theater's screen, almost touching it, then move away with the other characters. The entire audience was indulging in fits of laughter for some time. It was a great day - and it felt almost like an "award" from the universe to experience something so hilarious. It is funny, though, how just this one dream element brought back the joy of that day.

The man is running around yelling "no meat, no meat" - meaning for all living beings to stop eating meat. He runs toward a Siamese cat yelling "no meat, no meat" and the cat hisses and runs off. Eagles and other birds of prey follow him but look as if they will attack and they do swoop down upon him but he still yells "no meat". For a short time, I think he will just keep going until he runs straight off a cliff without looking. However, he stops near a Venus flytrap. He pulls something out of the flytrap (a fly or a small caterpillar), continuing to yell "no meat" and seems to be putting coleslaw in the trap. There is a loud rustling and he falls backwards into a giant Venus flytrap - and that is the end of that. This also brings about a very vivid memory of an old comic book story regarding a giant Venus flytrap - it might have been "Boris Karloff Tales of Mystery" but I am not sure as I have not read the story in over thirty years or so (and have not done any research yet). I remember a line near the end (by the wife or girlfriend?) that was something like "Please...do not send flowers" after the main character is eaten by it.

In the other scene, it is more lucid and vivid. I seem to be attempting to get some music recorded (and am wearing rather large headphones), but more ambient and without a strong rhythm. I am somehow doing this by using hidden, secretly phased tracks within original commercial tracks that would not normally be heard (even without polarity reversal over different sections). It sounds different each time I listen to the replays. One version has clear, chanting voices at the beginning (in the center) that sound very blissful. The overall music has a near-ecstatic effect on me. The seemingly "perfect" technical nature of what is going on in my dream is not that realistic, though. Certain supposed hidden dynamics come out and make very pleasant "clouds" of bubbly tones and riffs in each ear. (In real life, using the method I do in my dream, it would just be watery artifacts and ambient "wrong-sounding" textures unless the missing bands from the isolated frequency bands were replaced - which would violate the conditions of just getting it straight out of the original recording as is.) I adjust the dials related to how I am controlling the music, which apparently are phased in a hidden manner at various fields in precise levels of degrees around forty-five degrees (which would be different for every microsecond of sound and number of binary samples, really - and would require an ever-changing algorithm to work "correctly") - bringing out the supposed hidden fields of beautiful pad-like ambient environments as well as vocal tones - sometimes creating a "raindrop" effect that is not nearly as "cheap" sounding as in real life. There is a point at which one backing vocal (of several) is completely isolated (something I messed around with in real life with a few older Bob Marley recordings and found rather intriguing).

I stand, seemingly outside, enjoying the "clouds" of music more and more.

There is an additional scene from this dream which I had not originally included online. It is a sign that says "GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR VEGETABLE GARDEN IN THE DEAD OF WINTER".