savannah go home

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I was in the African savannah, which was a bit like a cottage trip except you’d sometimes find a human corpse or see a guy who might be part of a militia that wants to kill you. None of the rest of it was comprehensible. I found some bones once.

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declaration of space independence from the corporation

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Some sort of impending science fictiony disaster was going to affect a small town and it’s surroundings. I’m thinking lightning-rimmed dimensional gates opening and swallowing up chunks of it, stranding them in space or somewhere else they should not be and cannot exist. I remember observing this phenomenon from the cockpit of a flying vehicle, soaring through skyscrapers of machinery under a purple-red-yellow sky, and being repeatedly denied clearance to land.

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donkey strategy

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There was a new real time strategy game. I remember begin very impressed with it, because it had day and night and sound, it counted the sound you made somehow. We were fighting someone in this game. They drove a truck in and shot the place up. They kidnapped our horse or donkey, and the rest of the dream was about rescuing this creature. We were worried they’d turn him to meat.

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cyborg frog rocks

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The dream involved:

Frogs that grew among rocks in a stream or brook. They would form as a sort of slime film around the rocks as the water lapped over them, and the slime would form together into a more complex life and eventually there would be a bed of frogs, all capable of mobility but just a shell around a non-being with no organs. There was an ongoing experiment on them. They made them form around balls of ice so they would become hollow once it melted, floppy piles of frog-coloured pasta. The scientists tried to place little machines inside the frogs so that the organic part would grow around the machine and serve as its biological exoskeleton. Possibly to spy on people.

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airport problem

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In my dream I had to get on a flight, but was super distracted. Kept stressing about being late, even though I was already at the airport; about having my stuff with me, which I sometimes did and sometimes didn’t; about having a certain food or drink before boarding the flight. I’m not sure what it was but I kept thinking about the ingredients and preparation of it and getting distracted and forgetting where I was.