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WikiSysop: /* 2012 DEC JELLY SCIENTIST */

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‎2012 DEC JELLY SCIENTIST

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WikiSysop: /* 2012 */

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‎2012

WikiSysop: /* 2013 JAN DREAM ABOUT SANDWICHES */

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‎2013 JAN DREAM ABOUT SANDWICHES

WikiSysop: /* 2013 FEB DREAM ABOUT TWO CREAM BUNS IN A HOUSE WITH ONE PERSON */

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‎2013 FEB DREAM ABOUT TWO CREAM BUNS IN A HOUSE WITH ONE PERSON

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	What happened in 2011???		What happened in 2011???

		+	i had a dream the other day involving drugs and hallucinations
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		+	a dealer had come to our house, but he had reserved all the psychedelic drugs for me but was selling everyone else the hard stuff like smack and what not because he said it would be more suitable for my child-like disposition
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		+	in the dream, everyone was like "oh that's the baby stuff we like the hard stuff more" but i was like no way!

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 <pre>5:54 AM
-me: Andreas! I had a dream last night and you were in it! You were a jelly scientist making jellies out of everything and anything. You had opened your own successful Jelly Restaurant and cafe, and it served anything from Cake Jelly, to Steak Jelly, and Soup Jelly.. everything jelly. but it was so exquisitely done. Your hair also had become really big and poofy like a mad scientist's, and also slightly grey, like it was a few years later and you were older now and like a wise old jelly scientist who could make jellies out of anything.
+me: Andreas! I had a dream last night and you were in it! You were a jelly scientist making jellies out of everything and anything.
 :55 AM

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 === 2012 DEC JELLY SCIENTIST ===
-Andreas! I had a dream last night and you were in it! You were a jelly scientist making jellies out of everything and anything. You had opened your own successful Jelly Restaurant and cafe, and it served anything from Cake Jelly, to Steak Jelly, and Soup Jelly.. everything jelly. but it was so exquisitely done. Your hair also had become really big and poofy like a mad scientist's, and also slightly grey, like it was a few years later and you were older now and like a wise old jelly scientist who could make jellies out of anything.
+<pre>5:54 AM
-<pre>debbie:
+:55 AM
 HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT OF JELLY MAKING

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	Andreas! I had a dream last night and you were in it! You were a jelly scientist making jellies out of everything and anything. You had opened your own successful Jelly Restaurant and cafe, and it served anything from Cake Jelly, to Steak Jelly, and Soup Jelly.. everything jelly. but it was so exquisitely done. Your hair also had become really big and poofy like a mad scientist's, and also slightly grey, like it was a few years later and you were older now and like a wise old jelly scientist who could make jellies out of anything.		Andreas! I had a dream last night and you were in it! You were a jelly scientist making jellies out of everything and anything. You had opened your own successful Jelly Restaurant and cafe, and it served anything from Cake Jelly, to Steak Jelly, and Soup Jelly.. everything jelly. but it was so exquisitely done. Your hair also had become really big and poofy like a mad scientist's, and also slightly grey, like it was a few years later and you were older now and like a wise old jelly scientist who could make jellies out of anything.
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		+	<pre>debbie:
		+	HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT OF JELLY MAKING
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		+	5:58 AM
		+	andreas: errr
		+	yeah
		+	for inoculation
		+	not for consumption :(
		+	</pre>

	=== 2012 DEC 002 DREAM ABOUT FLOATING WATERMELONS ===		=== 2012 DEC 002 DREAM ABOUT FLOATING WATERMELONS ===

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	I fell asleep on my table while attempting not to fall asleep for too long, but I ended up sleeping a very ridiculously long time, having a dream about being in a big hot sweltering desert where I had checked into a hotel full of girls which seemed very suspicious because there were only girls. They seemed to be models and they were all well dressed. I was wearing a yellow dress. The room in which I was to reside in was very very dusty, caked with black dirt like the state of my room in Singapore whenever one does not clean the floor for a few weeks. I tried to clean it with a cloth and was getting smudged with dirt and the other girls seemed disapproving that I was trying to clean the floor by hand. But I was not wearing shoes so of course the dirt was bothering me with its texture on the ground (All the other people seemed to be wearing shoes). Having had enough of this, I called you on the phone and amazingly you said you were coming to pick me up. So i ran out to the front foyer. In the distance i could see a small round silver car which for some reason i instantly identified as your car. However, as you were speeding across the sand dunes and approachng, the waves of sand were like water, they were heaving up against the building and it seemed as if the car was floating on a bed of watery sand that was coming in huge waves. Finally as you had approached within 5 metres of the building, the hugest ever wave of water/sand hit the car and it did a few somersaults to my extreme horror. Luckily, in the end, it flipped and landed upright in the parking lot right next to some motorcycles where people usually park their cars right in front of the building. Me and some other pedestrians in the area instinctively rushed over to the car to see whether you were alright. I opened the car door and it was totally full of sand but the sand began pouring out from top to bottom to reveal that you were sitting neatly in the seat, coughing and blinking, but it seemed you were alive and well.		I fell asleep on my table while attempting not to fall asleep for too long, but I ended up sleeping a very ridiculously long time, having a dream about being in a big hot sweltering desert where I had checked into a hotel full of girls which seemed very suspicious because there were only girls. They seemed to be models and they were all well dressed. I was wearing a yellow dress. The room in which I was to reside in was very very dusty, caked with black dirt like the state of my room in Singapore whenever one does not clean the floor for a few weeks. I tried to clean it with a cloth and was getting smudged with dirt and the other girls seemed disapproving that I was trying to clean the floor by hand. But I was not wearing shoes so of course the dirt was bothering me with its texture on the ground (All the other people seemed to be wearing shoes). Having had enough of this, I called you on the phone and amazingly you said you were coming to pick me up. So i ran out to the front foyer. In the distance i could see a small round silver car which for some reason i instantly identified as your car. However, as you were speeding across the sand dunes and approachng, the waves of sand were like water, they were heaving up against the building and it seemed as if the car was floating on a bed of watery sand that was coming in huge waves. Finally as you had approached within 5 metres of the building, the hugest ever wave of water/sand hit the car and it did a few somersaults to my extreme horror. Luckily, in the end, it flipped and landed upright in the parking lot right next to some motorcycles where people usually park their cars right in front of the building. Me and some other pedestrians in the area instinctively rushed over to the car to see whether you were alright. I opened the car door and it was totally full of sand but the sand began pouring out from top to bottom to reveal that you were sitting neatly in the seat, coughing and blinking, but it seemed you were alive and well.
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		+	=== 2012 DEC JELLY SCIENTIST ===
		+
		+	Andreas! I had a dream last night and you were in it! You were a jelly scientist making jellies out of everything and anything. You had opened your own successful Jelly Restaurant and cafe, and it served anything from Cake Jelly, to Steak Jelly, and Soup Jelly.. everything jelly. but it was so exquisitely done. Your hair also had become really big and poofy like a mad scientist's, and also slightly grey, like it was a few years later and you were older now and like a wise old jelly scientist who could make jellies out of anything.

	=== 2012 DEC 002 DREAM ABOUT FLOATING WATERMELONS ===		=== 2012 DEC 002 DREAM ABOUT FLOATING WATERMELONS ===

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 === 2013 JAN DREAM ABOUT SANDWICHES ===
-Dream about going during a one hour lunch break to a sandwich shop run by a frazzled Arab man. I choose the shop because there's a sign board saying it has 43/50 of its sandwiches left for the day so I assume they have it prepared. The whole menu has fancy names like Barbara and scout. There is no way to tell what it might actually be. I order a "scout", but nothing arrives. After a long wait the Arab man says he'll take us to the sandwich in his car. He drives me and another customer to a silo of sand that looks like tampines sand stockpiles for Hdb flats. There is no sandwich, he apologises and offers to drop me and other customer off at the MRT for free.
+Dream about going during a one hour lunch break to a sandwich shop run by a frazzled Arab man. I choose the shop because there's a sign board saying it has 43/50 of its sandwiches left for the day so I assume they have it prepared. The whole menu has fancy names like Barbara and scout. There is no way to tell what it might actually be. I order a "scout", but nothing arrives. After a long wait the Arab man says he'll take us to the sandwich in his car. He drives me and another customer to a silo of sand that looks like tampines sand stockpiles for Hdb flats. We stop in front of one of the stock piles of sand. There is no sandwich, he admits and apologises. He offers to drop me and other customer off at the MRT for free.
 === 2013 FEB DREAM ABOUT TWO CREAM BUNS IN A HOUSE WITH ONE PERSON ===

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 === 2013 FEB DREAM ABOUT TWO CREAM BUNS IN A HOUSE WITH ONE PERSON ===
-In the dream, I woke up in a house in London with a hangover. I was confused and went to the fridge to see what food there was. There were two identical cream buns as if I had bought them for two people, except there was only one person in the house (i.e.: me). I went to my computer and checked my email. I received two emails, one was from you, one was for a plane ticket. You had written me an email to say that you were not going to tell me any more specific details about your condition because I wouldn't be able to stop googling it if you told me anything; but that you would tell me when you knew more if it was fine or not fine. (The "time" in the dream was right now, like you just telling me last night, hence such an email from you in dreamlogic.) The second email was for a plane ticket from LDN > Berlin > SG, with a one week stopover in Berlin in two weeks time. I wondered why I had bought such a long stupid stopover in Berlin at a time like this. I was desperately trying to remember why I was wanting to go to Berlin in the first place. Ugh. Sad and strange… What does it all mean?
+In the dream, I woke up in a house in London with a hangover. I was confused and went to the fridge to see what food there was. There were two identical cream buns as if I had bought them for two people, except there was only one person in the house (i.e.: me). I went to my computer and checked my email. I received two emails, one was from you, one was for a plane ticket. You had written me an email to say that you were not going to tell me any more specific details about your condition (possibly some sort of cancer of the lymph nodes) because I wouldn't be able to stop googling it if you told me anything; but that you would tell me when you knew more if it was fine or not fine. (The "time" in the dream was right now, like you just telling me last night, hence such an email from you in dreamlogic.) The second email was for a plane ticket from LDN > Berlin > SG, with a one week stopover in Berlin in two weeks time. I wondered why I had bought such a long stupid stopover in Berlin at a time like this. I was desperately trying to remember why I was wanting to go to Berlin in the first place.
 === 2013 LUCID DREAMING ABOUT LUCID DREAMING ===
 I just woke from a dream in which i had a dream that was lucid but i was slightly awake and able to type it out in detail on my phone but then i woke up and i hadn't typed it out on my phone. My lucid dreaming recording method is bleeding into my lucid dreaming..

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	Next to us, I can see a mixed bunch of English Literature students led by Professor Rajeev Patke, who was the English professor I admired most during my university days. Patke was very wise and old - and always came into class with only a book and then could speak for hours without referring to anything besides the book in his hand, and even then his lecture would seem very complex and utterly brilliant to us all (while I was teaching i had the secret aspiration of one day becoming a great orator like Prof Patke). In the garden, they are having a class in levitation and invisibility. Apparently it has to be MA/MFA students studying literature or creative writing who are qualified for this task because skillful levitation and invisibility requires an in-depth understanding of poetry. They aren't very good yet, so as the students are levitating and turning invisible, some of them are using the bushes as supports, and I can see invisible footprints imprinted in the sides of the bushes. I'm sitting there contemplating the white earphones in my hand...		Next to us, I can see a mixed bunch of English Literature students led by Professor Rajeev Patke, who was the English professor I admired most during my university days. Patke was very wise and old - and always came into class with only a book and then could speak for hours without referring to anything besides the book in his hand, and even then his lecture would seem very complex and utterly brilliant to us all (while I was teaching i had the secret aspiration of one day becoming a great orator like Prof Patke). In the garden, they are having a class in levitation and invisibility. Apparently it has to be MA/MFA students studying literature or creative writing who are qualified for this task because skillful levitation and invisibility requires an in-depth understanding of poetry. They aren't very good yet, so as the students are levitating and turning invisible, some of them are using the bushes as supports, and I can see invisible footprints imprinted in the sides of the bushes. I'm sitting there contemplating the white earphones in my hand...
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		+	=== 2013 JAN DREAM ABOUT SANDWICHES ===
		+
		+	Dream about going during a one hour lunch break to a sandwich shop run by a frazzled Arab man. I choose the shop because there's a sign board saying it has 43/50 of its sandwiches left for the day so I assume they have it prepared. The whole menu has fancy names like Barbara and scout. There is no way to tell what it might actually be. I order a "scout", but nothing arrives. After a long wait the Arab man says he'll take us to the sandwich in his car. He drives me and another customer to a silo of sand that looks like tampines sand stockpiles for Hdb flats. There is no sandwich, he apologises and offers to drop me and other customer off at the MRT for free.

	=== 2013 FEB DREAM ABOUT TWO CREAM BUNS IN A HOUSE WITH ONE PERSON ===		=== 2013 FEB DREAM ABOUT TWO CREAM BUNS IN A HOUSE WITH ONE PERSON ===

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	In the dream, I woke up in a house in London with a hangover. I was confused and went to the fridge to see what food there was. There were two identical cream buns as if I had bought them for two people, except there was only one person in the house (i.e.: me). I went to my computer and checked my email. I received two emails, one was from you, one was for a plane ticket. You had written me an email to say that you were not going to tell me any more specific details about your condition because I wouldn't be able to stop googling it if you told me anything; but that you would tell me when you knew more if it was fine or not fine. (The "time" in the dream was right now, like you just telling me last night, hence such an email from you in dreamlogic.) The second email was for a plane ticket from LDN > Berlin > SG, with a one week stopover in Berlin in two weeks time. I wondered why I had bought such a long stupid stopover in Berlin at a time like this. I was desperately trying to remember why I was wanting to go to Berlin in the first place. Ugh. Sad and strange… What does it all mean?		In the dream, I woke up in a house in London with a hangover. I was confused and went to the fridge to see what food there was. There were two identical cream buns as if I had bought them for two people, except there was only one person in the house (i.e.: me). I went to my computer and checked my email. I received two emails, one was from you, one was for a plane ticket. You had written me an email to say that you were not going to tell me any more specific details about your condition because I wouldn't be able to stop googling it if you told me anything; but that you would tell me when you knew more if it was fine or not fine. (The "time" in the dream was right now, like you just telling me last night, hence such an email from you in dreamlogic.) The second email was for a plane ticket from LDN > Berlin > SG, with a one week stopover in Berlin in two weeks time. I wondered why I had bought such a long stupid stopover in Berlin at a time like this. I was desperately trying to remember why I was wanting to go to Berlin in the first place. Ugh. Sad and strange… What does it all mean?
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		+	=== 2013 LUCID DREAMING ABOUT LUCID DREAMING ===
		+
		+	I just woke from a dream in which i had a dream that was lucid but i was slightly awake and able to type it out in detail on my phone but then i woke up and i hadn't typed it out on my phone. My lucid dreaming recording method is bleeding into my lucid dreaming..

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	Next to us, I can see a mixed bunch of English Literature students led by Professor Rajeev Patke, who was the English professor I admired most during my university days. Patke was very wise and old - and always came into class with only a book and then could speak for hours without referring to anything besides the book in his hand, and even then his lecture would seem very complex and utterly brilliant to us all (while I was teaching i had the secret aspiration of one day becoming a great orator like Prof Patke). In the garden, they are having a class in levitation and invisibility. Apparently it has to be MA/MFA students studying literature or creative writing who are qualified for this task because skillful levitation and invisibility requires an in-depth understanding of poetry. They aren't very good yet, so as the students are levitating and turning invisible, some of them are using the bushes as supports, and I can see invisible footprints imprinted in the sides of the bushes. I'm sitting there contemplating the white earphones in my hand...		Next to us, I can see a mixed bunch of English Literature students led by Professor Rajeev Patke, who was the English professor I admired most during my university days. Patke was very wise and old - and always came into class with only a book and then could speak for hours without referring to anything besides the book in his hand, and even then his lecture would seem very complex and utterly brilliant to us all (while I was teaching i had the secret aspiration of one day becoming a great orator like Prof Patke). In the garden, they are having a class in levitation and invisibility. Apparently it has to be MA/MFA students studying literature or creative writing who are qualified for this task because skillful levitation and invisibility requires an in-depth understanding of poetry. They aren't very good yet, so as the students are levitating and turning invisible, some of them are using the bushes as supports, and I can see invisible footprints imprinted in the sides of the bushes. I'm sitting there contemplating the white earphones in my hand...
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		+	=== 2013 FEB DREAM ABOUT TWO CREAM BUNS IN A HOUSE WITH ONE PERSON ===
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		+	In the dream, I woke up in a house in London with a hangover. I was confused and went to the fridge to see what food there was. There were two identical cream buns as if I had bought them for two people, except there was only one person in the house (i.e.: me). I went to my computer and checked my email. I received two emails, one was from you, one was for a plane ticket. You had written me an email to say that you were not going to tell me any more specific details about your condition because I wouldn't be able to stop googling it if you told me anything; but that you would tell me when you knew more if it was fine or not fine. (The "time" in the dream was right now, like you just telling me last night, hence such an email from you in dreamlogic.) The second email was for a plane ticket from LDN > Berlin > SG, with a one week stopover in Berlin in two weeks time. I wondered why I had bought such a long stupid stopover in Berlin at a time like this. I was desperately trying to remember why I was wanting to go to Berlin in the first place. Ugh. Sad and strange… What does it all mean?