Dream 1006 (LUKE SKYWALKER SEX DREAM)

'Older Luke Skywalker Seduces Me Again, this Time in a Slime-Covered Hotel Room, in Breach of his Probation'

Date: 10 July 2019
Scene 1: A Domestic Interior - Day
I was in a house, which in the dream was my home, but is not one I recognise from real life. It was a normal, terraced house with a front garden. I cannot recall the furniture or decor of the house, but nothing stood out as odd. I was in the living room, looking out at the front garden and the street in front of me - which was a suburban street. This is how I knew it was daytime and that the house had a front garden. The garden was very green and lush - quite overgrown with grass, weeds and wild flowers. I think it was sunny - it was bright outside. I felt like I was waiting for something or someone to arrive at the house. I cannot recall if there were any other dream characters present. 

At some point, I saw Mark Hamill (Luke Skywalker in Star Wars) arrive and I knew that he was the person I was waiting for - and he was late, but this felt 'normal' and 'expected' of Luke Skywalker (I was aware that this was Luke Skywalker - so his character from Star Wars existed, rather than him being his actual self - note that he was his real life age, not a young Luke Skywalker). Luke Skywalker was holding a gift box which was wrapped up in pink shiny paper. I knew this was a gift for me and was excited. I let Luke Skywalker into the house. He was dressed in brown Jedi robes, but looked really scruffy and dirty and in a bad mood. I was given the gift, and I saw the wrapping paper looked holographic. I opened it and inside was a crescent-shaped piece of cheese, which looked extremely like a banana, although I am not sure if I actually noticed this in the dream or whether this is just my conscious recognition (see my Quickshot Dream Incubation Experiment (QDI#4) below - in which the dream trigger was a banana. Luke Skywalker told me that the cheese was 'Quebec' (this was the type of cheese it was, not where it was from). I knew in my own mind that Quebec cheese was made from crack cocaine, so I did not want to accept the gift, although I also did not want to directly say this to Luke Skywalker because I did not want to offend him. We were standing together and I cannot recall what we talked about, but I think there was some conversation here. 

Scene 2: A Hotel - Night
Luke Skywalker and I then went to a hotel together. I am not sure of where the location was, but it was in the same town we had been in when inside the domestic interior of Scene 1 - the reason we had gone to the hotel was because Luke Skywalker was worried that he would be found by his Probation Officer, because he wasn't allowed to be near 'areas of nature' (meaning anything where there were plants, or so I understood in the dream). The hotel was at the seaside and was a big, white wedding-cake style hotel (my favourite type!) on a cliff. I was wondering if grass counted as 'nature' under the terms of Luke Skywalker's probation, but I did not ask Luke Skywalker this, because I was aware he was already angry about something (I am not sure if I ever knew what he was angry about - if I did, I have forgotten). Inside the hotel, everything was purple and very old fashioned/classic British seaside hotel style. There were a number of dream characters in the lobby area. We went to a hotel room, which was on the ground floor. It was really awful inside the room, because everything was slimy - it was as if someone or something had coated every single piece of furniture with a thin layer of clear slime, which was repulsive to me, even in the dream. I did not know where the slime had come from or why it was there. I am not sure what happened in between, but the next thing I recall from this dream was going into the ensuite bathroom with Luke Skywalker and having sex with him in the bath, which was not slimy - it was white, probably porcelain (I am guessing). The bathroom was the only clean area of the hotel room. In the dream the sex I had with Luke Skywalker was really satisfying and passionate (in missionary position only, as far as I recall). I do not think this was a wet dream (as in I do not think that I experienced a real life orgasm) but it felt climactic in the dream itself and I really fancied Luke Skywalker. In the dream it appeared that I was single - i.e. not dating my real life boyfriend AJR, as there was no thought of cheating or infidelity and I was not trying to hide the fact I was on a date with Luke Skywalker. There was a knock at the hotel door and I was trying to tell Luke Skywalker not to answer it because I wanted to have sex with him again. It appeared that we had not taken our clothes off to have sex because we were already fully clothed at this time. Luke went to answer the door. It was his Probation Officer, telling him that he had breached his probation by being next to nature (I think he must have found out Luke Skywalker had been to my house earlier). Luke Skywalker was arguing that he had not breached his probation and he had proof, because the 'vlog' would show this (it seemed like he might have been vlogging our journey to the hotel? I'm not sure what he meant by this). I came out of the bathroom into the bedroom part of the hotel room and noticed that it was very dark. I could see that Luke Skywalker's Probation Officer was Jason Nash (of the Vlog Squad, and ex-boyfriend of Trisha Paytas). He was standing in the doorway of the hotel room, wearing a navy uniform which I thought made him look like an old-fashioned police officer and I wondered why he was dressed like this. I also thought that Jason Nash was very hypocritical to be warning Luke Skywalker about breaching his probation, because he was a Youtuber and therefore, did not need to be earning money as a Probation Officer. Luke Skywalker was told that he had to go to court in the morning so that he could be tried for breaching his probation. I told Jason Nash that the vlog footage wouldn't be edited by then and the case should be adjourned, but Jason Nash said he didn't care. 

I cannot recall what else happened in this dream after this scene.

Additional Notes:

• This dream took place within the 24 hours I was attempting Quickshot Dream Incubation | QDI#4 (see my introductory article - Quickshot Dream Incubations | QDI#1 and my video for QDI#4, below) - I had some partial success here! Stay tuned for QDI#5!
• On the day of this dream I had been talking to DL about Mark Hamill being the voice actor for Chucky in the 2019 remake of Child's Play (1988)
• AJR is coming up for parole in the next couple of days, so the reference to probation conditions relates to that - and we specifically discussed probation breaches the day of this dream
• I had been watching a Jason Nash video on Youtube on the day of this dream

Previous Luke Skywalker/Mark Hamill Dreams:

• Dream 619 - 'Luke Skywalker' (3 May 2016) - me being in a hotel with either Luke Skywalker or Mark Hamill (not sure which) as his younger self - getting him to perform a phone-related task I did not want to do myself
• Dream 683 - 'Fried Eggs' (22 August 2016) - dream fragment involving Mark Hamill and a large fried egg
• Dream 875 - 'Lightsaber Fail' (False Awakening/Lucid Dream) (September 2017) - a simple reference to me having possession of Luke Skywalker's lightsaber
• Dream 902 - 'Sex with Luke Skywalker' (30 January 2018) - amazing sex dream in a hotel room with an older Luke Skywalker
• Dream 914 - 'A Star Wars Redux' (13 January 2018) - re-making Star Wars with a young Mark Hamill reprising his role as Luke Skywalker
• Dream 962 - 'Thieving Pigeons & Mark Hamill's Lack of Help' (9 March 2019) - Mark Hamill fails to adequately help to decontaminate a wardrobe following an infestation of thieving pigeons
• Dream 975 - 'Adopted Twins' (7 May 2019) - this took place during my Dream Incubation Experiment - A Star Wars Adventure and was a simple reference to the fact Luke Skywalker as a male twin 'adopted' at birth, within the Star Wars movie franchise (i.e. I recognised him as a fictional character)

Dream 1000

'Choosing the Love of My Life in a Dream'

Date: 30 June 2019
Scene 1: An Unknown Interior - Time Unknown
I was in an interior environment with my ex-boyfriend PS. I cannot recall much about the location of the dream, other than it felt very 'fairytale' - there was some wood and some plants. There was also a bed. I recognised PS was being very weird with me - quiet and vague, as if his mind was elsewhere, or he did not want to be with me. I decided I needed to ask him, and he reassured me he did want to be with me. I was stressed. I noticed PS was wearing a leather belt with some kind of white studs on it - not the style I would associate with him in real life. Although I did not pick up on it in the dream, his jeans were higher up towards his waist - he used to wear them very low, below his butt cheeks. There was something (unrecalled in detail) about a blonde woman who I felt jealous of, as if she was my rival for PS' affections - I am not sure if she appeared in the dream in person, or whether I was just thinking about her. This part of the dream was unclear. I was laying on the bed and PS tried to mount me in the missionary position, while undoing his belt. I then moved away from him, which made him angry with me, because I was avoiding physical contact with him. I said that we should go for a walk. 

Scene 2: A Street - Day
PS and I were then outside, walking, with N the Dog beside us. We were on a city street and it was very overcast - this is something I specifically remember noticing in the dream. I am not sure if I noticed any other dream characters in this outside location, but I do remember seeing tall red brick walls to my right, at a point where it felt like I was standing in front of PS, facing him, rather than standing beside him. It was as if we were in some backlot or wide passageway behind buildings at this point. We were arguing. I cannot recall the specifics of the argument, but it was clear that it was about our relationship and the way we were not getting on. PS told me he needed to go and make a video and he would be leaving me by myself (this was something that used to happen in real life at times, when I was living with PS in London, around the time I began this Blog). 

I was walking alone in the city and I came to a shop window display. I knew it was night now, suddenly, because the window display was illuminated against the dark of the street. I did not think it was odd that the time had changed so rapidly. I am still not sure if there were other dream characters present, but this was a main street. The shop window was displaying diamonds - of all sizes, from very small (which would fit in a modest ring) to huge ones, the size of tennis balls, or perhaps a little larger. The rest of the display seemed to be white and glass, but I cannot recall many details. The window was on a corner of the building, so it had an edge and 2 sides. I was impressed by the beautiful display of diamonds, but not as much as I would in real life - it seemed almost ordinary in the dream. 

A car then pulled up and I got into it, as if it was what I was intended to do - although I do not recall how I knew it was OK for me to get in the car. It was dark - perhaps black or navy, grey etc. The back of the car had a partition between whoever the driver was and those sitting in the back - like a limousine or a taxi. RBA was sitting with his back to the driver, in a rear-facing seat. He was wearing a pair of large aviator shades, with very reflective silver-blue mirrored lenses. I cannot recall what else he was wearing in this dream. I sat opposite him, in the front-facing seat. RBA told me he was in the middle of a weed deal and he was delivering a large quantity of cannabis in a black bin bag to someone on this street (he may have said who, but I cannot recall). I then remember looking out of the car window, to my right (weirdly, I have realised that, because of the way the car approached me (from the right) and how I got into the back seat, behind the right-side driver, this means the car had been driving on the wrong side of the road for the UK). Now it was daylight - and sunny. Again, I did not find this odd. The diamond shop window display should have been right in my field of vision, as we had not driven anywhere at all and had remained parked on the curbside. Everything had a yellow tinge to it, maybe from the sunshine. The shop was now selling 'Oombies', which were small, knitted spheres, the size of pool balls, in a variety of colours. I knew what they were because they were a popular thing - a trend. The outside of the Oombie shop looked like it was made of sandstone and belonged at the seaside. The large window display was gone, and there was a small serving hatch, with a striped sunshade on it, which again looked like it belonged at the seaside. 

RBA told me to try on his sunglasses. I did - and when I looked at my reflection (not sure how I saw myself, as it just seemed as if a mirror popped up in front of me as soon as I tried the sunglasses on). My face was bright red and flushed - I noticed this as being odd in the dream. RBA said: 'they don't suit you' and I agreed with him. He began to exit the car to head into the the Oombie shop, with his black bin bag of cannabis. 

Scene 3: A Bedsit - Day
I then found myself round the back of some buildings, and I knew that I was near to the sea, although I cannot recall if I ever knew what town/city I was in. The sun was shining. The back of the buildings were very rundown - with a lot of rubbish/litter on the ground. The walls of the building I was standing in front of were white and peeling/cracked (looking back on this with hindsight, this was very much reminiscent of Seacliff (aka 'Salty Towers'), a building containing bedsits, on the clifftops of Sheringham (which I happened to refer to in conversation a couple of days before this dream - see below images for reference). However, I do not think I was actually in Sheringham in this dream. This was definitely the back entrance to the property, as I knew it was a block of flats/bedsits and that I was not going in the front entrance. I entered and the building was dark inside and felt either old or unclean, or both. There were doors going off the corridor, and then concrete stairs/steps up to the next floor. I cannot recall any furnishings/decor in this place. I went up one flight of stairs, which curved round. On the first floor, it was similar to the ground floor, but I knew which door to approach. I entered as it was unlocked. I was in a bedsit - it was furnished in a typical way - no specific details stand out in my mind, other than there was definitely a bed and an armchair in the same room, that everything looked old-fashioned or retro in a way I cannot describe, and that the curtains were letting sunlight stream into the room from between the holes in the fabric (blue/green?) AJR was in the room - he was standing by the window, with his back to me. When I came into the room, he turned around. I was there to tell him that I had chosen to be with him, and it appeared that this had been a decision I had always had to make (i.e. within the dream it was not a spur of the moment thing, or as spontaneous as the dream narrative makes it seem), because AJR said to me that he had been waiting for me to make up my mind since I'd come home - the implication being I'd been in a foreign country (I have no idea where, it was just clear to me in the dream that I had been somewhere and that it was overseas - in real life I do not travel and have not travelled since 2005/6 time when I went to Amsterdam for the weekend with my ex-boyfriend HL, prior to my relationship with PS). AJR told me we were going to eat lobster for breakfast, which made me pleased (breakfast appeared to be the next meal, which is in keeping with the weird time skips in this dream). He said we should walk 'down to the traffic lights' to go and collect the fresh lobsters from the fishermen. At this stage - and I recall this clearly - I noticed AJR was wearing blue and white checked tracksuit bottoms (see below image - with hindsight, they resembled chef's trousers, as pictured, due to this being the exact same design I saw in my dream) and a blue T-shirt. I know I only just noticed this, because within the dream I thought it was odd that I'd never seen him wear a blue T-shirt before now (I don't think I have! Maybe I've noticed a blue T-shirt worn under the HMP Wayland regulation shirt).

I cannot recall anything else about this dream.

Additional Notes:

• THIS IS DREAM 1000! To celebrate, I will record a Youtube video (with a direct quote from AJR about this dream) and do a detailed dream analysis/interpretation separately from this post - therefore I will comment on specific/particular dream residue events/real life influences in that post, rather than here
• I am so pleased that Dream 1000 seems (on the surface level at least) to have some kind of significance. I had been having trouble remembering dreams which would be recorded as Dream 999 and Dream 1000 - maybe because I was placing so much emphasis on them, and perhaps because I was smoking some cannabis at this time, which has a negative impact on dreaming/dream recall (until you experience the REM Rebound Effect -  click here for an explanation of this phenomena and also click here for an article on the effect of cannabis on dreaming). This dream happened to take place during a short period in which I had not smoked any cannabis, making the REM Rebound Effect a possibility. I had also taken a Vitamin B Complex pill, which, contains Vitamin B6, which is known to have a positive effect on dream recall (I started taking the vitamins 2 days before this dream took place)
• Of course, this dream appears to be very significant due to me 'choosing' AJR over PS. It is also worth noting that I first started dating PS shortly before I met AJR 11-12 years ago - it would have been during the first 6 - 8 months of my relationship, because I had not yet moved to London with PS, and therefore left my law firm, through which I met AJR. I also first met RBA around that time - I knew of him from online (he was/is a successful battle rapper) - I first met him in person at the same time I started dating PS, this being around the same time I met AJR. The fact the dream characters and narrative of this dream all have some contemporaneous link within my real life makes it appear more significant, if that makes sense. I will analyse/interpret this dream more thoroughly in due course. Meanwhile, check out these posts which explain my relationship with AJR and strange dream phenomena surrounding my relationship with him:

• STORYTIME: I DREAMED OF THE FUTURE LOVE OF MY LIFE, MANY YEARS AGO (EVIDENCE PROVIDED!)
• Lucid Dream Phenomena - Telepathic Boyfriend?
• Love on Lockdown | A Very Candid Insight into Tallulah La Ghash 
• Dream 998 - 'My Dream Town Becomes Victorian' - I'm linking this dream record because at the bottom of this post there is a list of previous dreams which involve my 'Dream Town' - a location which exists as a recurrent symbol/theme throughout my dreams over the years. This post also explains a potential anomaly between the name of this 'Dream Town' and my relationship with AJR - the name of my 'Dream Town' (which I had investigated and questioned in the past) is pretty much that of the nearest town to where AJR will be living when he first comes out of prison. I am hoping to do a through investigation into my 'Dream Town' dreams at some stage, so I will address this there, too. However, I felt it was worth highlighting this ominous aspect of my dreams since it felt significant to me

The following conversation took place during a telephone conversation with AJR, a few days after this dream. I had previously told him the content of Dream 1000, and during this subsequent telephone conversation I asked for his impressions/reactions so that I could put it on record. I transcribed this conversation verbatim during the conversation:

Me: What do you think about Dream 1000?

AJR: I can't remember it. I remember you telling me, but not the details

[I tell AJR the content of Dream 1000 again]

AJR: OK, you want a quote. I wish you'd stayed with him [my ex-boyfriend, PS] for fuck sake!

Me: You can't say that or I'll get demonetised!

AJR: Oh the phone beeped [indicating the phone call is about to time out, after approximately 20 minutes per call] Saved by the bell! I love it when that happens!

The following part of our conversation was not transcribed, so I am recounting it in my own words. When I described the outfit that AJR was wearing, and pointed out I had never seen him wear a blue T-shirt before, he said that he was wearing a blue T-shirt at that very moment - and blue and white shorts (striped).

Love on Lockdown Series | A Very Candid Insight into Tallulah La Ghash

I'm writing this post to let you know about a new series I am running on my Youtube channel, Tallulah La Ghash. I have provisionally entitled it Love on Lockdown. It documents my relationship with AJR - mainly in the form of retrospective Storytimes, in chronological or thematic order. Obviously, my relationship and various changes in my life influence my dreams and self astronomically, so it makes sense to share more, and offer more candid insight into myself as a person, and my private life. I try to balance being genuine and open with guarding certain 'sensitive' or confidential information, but due to me simultaneously uploading quite explicit videos on my Youtube channel, I felt it was only appropriate to take the same approach to my Blog, as both platforms are of equal importance to me. In fact, if I was given the ultimatum of only being able to continue with one of them, I would choose this Blog, as I feel this has been my most cherished pastime, regardless of how successful it is. 

Given the extraordinary, phenomenal circumstances of my relationship with AJR, which changed my life in a plethora of ways, I felt it might be a story my audience (on whatever platform), might be interested to engage with. In any event, I wanted to create a memento to my relationship, regardless of whether anyone else enjoys the narrative and the ongoing adventure-slash-journey. I suppose I could have written a private journal, or kept the videos I record private, but I really do think some people may be interested in hearing our story and joining it as new chapters unfold. And since I already had my subconscious (and often conscious) thoughts, feelings, emotions, moods etcs documented here, on the internet, it seemed logical to use this Blog as another way of sharing. I really hope you approach our story with an open heart and mind and try not to be critical or judgemental until you have heard all facts. Remember, you can always ask me anything at all, if you have any questions whatsoever - I am more than happy to answer them, perhaps in a dedicated Youtube video on my channel, posted here as well, for my readers. 

I am linking all relevant posts and videos down here, so you can catch up on the story so far!

STORYTIME: I DREAMED OF THE FUTURE LOVE OF MY LIFE, MANY YEARS AGO (EVIDENCE PROVIDED!) - a Blog post explaining a potentially precognitive dream I had about AJR during a period of 11 years where we had no contact. Also explains how I tried to use 'The Force' to communicate with AJR during a mini 'breakup'.

Dream 70 - the 'precognitive dream' from 2012, in which AJR randomly appeared.

Lucid Dream Phenomena: Telepathic Boyfriend? - a Blog post detailing a weird (paranormal?) incident in which I was asking AJR some questions based on one of my Youtube subscriber's comments, revealing an inexplicable (psychic?) incident occurring!

Dream 998 - 'My Dream Town Becomes Victorian' (20 June 2019) - a Blog post recording a recent dream, which featured my 'Dream Town' - I link it here, because I refer to 'Sudsbury' or Sudbury, the supposed name of my 'Dream Town', which just so happens to be  nearest town (Sudbury) to where AJR will live with his family - this recurrent 'Sudsbury/Sudbury' reference was always a mystery which perplexed me, so it is interesting to find out AJR will be living in an area with the same name. This Dream Record links all posts relevant to the phenomena of my Dream Town and every time it has appeared in my dreams since I've been writing this Blog, so it is worth checking out, as I will do a full analysis of all of those dreams in due course. 

The following Youtube videos are as follows:

1. Storytime (No#1) | I Dreamed of the Future Love of My Life, Many Years Ago
2. Lucid Dream Phenomena | Telepathic Boyfriend?
3. Love on Lockdown | How I Met my Incarcerated Boyfriend (Storytime #1)

Dream 997

'Au Naturel Facials'

Date: 19 June 2019
Scene 1: My Bedroom, Norwich - Time Unknown

I was in my bedroom in my flat in Norwich, on my landline phone to AJR - I assume (because it wasn't clear in the dream), that he was in still in prison. AJR was telling me how he was going to give me what I will refer to here as an 'au naturel facial' (bukake) and I had a visual image of him doing so, with myself in third-person perspective as if I was watching a sextape of us. The 'facial' element (ejaculation) was like a firework or explosion of white, which covered the entire image I was seeing. It seemed much more like sparks of light rather than fluids. I cannot recall anything else about this dream scene. 

Scene 2: A Seaside Location - Day
I was then by the seaside - although I am not sure of the precise location, as it looked both familiar in a very general way, and not specific enough to say whether it was definitely somewhere I recall from real life. I think it may be a composite of a number of familiar places. It was a very grey day and the sky was overcast. At some point in the dream I was disappointed to find that it was raining - the raindrops seemed to cling onto me in a weird way - they looked like pearls stuck on my clothing. All I can recall is that I was wearing a blue jacket. I was aware that I was late for something, and I could not be bothered to do whatever it was (I cannot recall what it was) that I had been asked/ordered to do - it seemed like a chore, and I would have to leave the seaside to do whatever it was. I am not sure who I was with in this dream scene, as I cannot recall the details, but I think there were other people present and I think they were known to me, at least in the dream. 

Scene 3: A Secondhand Vintage Clothing Store, Anglia Square, Norwich - Evening
I was then in Anglia Square, Norwich. It wasn't exactly as it is now - although it hasn't changed too much from the period I am recalling in the dream, which was the 1990s, when I was a young teenager and used to visit the city to go shopping with friends, or hang out at the local skatepark. I was outside a shop which no longer exists, but which we used to visit regularly in the 1990s. It was a vintage clothing store which had a great selection of leather and faux fur jackets which my friend and I used to browse and sometimes buy (as I recall, this shop was quite expensive - I remember buying a long sheepskin coat and a purple leather jacket). In the dream I was very certain that this was the shop I remember from my youth, although my waking self would be unable to remember exactly where in Anglia Square it was, other than which side of the road it was on. It was evening - late afternoon - as the sky was darkening. There were pedestrians on the street. There was a dream character with me - it may have been my friend SVF, who used to come shopping with me during my teenage years, but I cannot remember. I looked at the outside of the shop, knowing that it was soon closing for the day. There was a very splintered and battered looking noticeboard on the shopfront and this had very old, peeling posters/flyers on it. I was looking at these, but I cannot recall exactly what I saw on the posters. I got the impression that I did not live in Norwich - which makes me think this was definitely a throwback to a teenage memory, or at least influenced by this period of my life. 

Scene 3: An Unknown Interior - Time Unknown
I was with AJR and we were trying to choose puppies from a home shopping channel on TV (they were all brown and white, breed unknown, but they looked like fluffy teddy bears). The TV show advertising the puppies was shot from above a circular pen within which the puppies were running round in circles, all in the same direction - counter clockwise. They appeared to be running slowly. AJR said that we should buy 'the sinister one' and I knew which one he meant (although all the puppies looked the same). I agreed with him. I then saw an image of a large cartoon bat hanging from the ceiling - it was as if I saw this as a picture, it wasn't in the room where AJR and I were. The bat was about 3 foot long and instead of hanging upside down, like a regular bat, it was suspended by it's head (I am not sure how) so it was the 'correct' way up. I knew this was 'the puppy', but it did not seem odd to me at all.

Additional Notes:

• AJR and I always discuss sexual acts while talking on the phone
• I feel that the secondhand vintage clothing shop may have been on Magdalen Street, Norwich - which I would normally refer to as 'Anglia Square' (see Google Maps image, below)
• I have a vague memory of talking about dogs/puppies with AJR quite recently
• A few weeks ago I joked to AJR that my Facebook friends give my photos hundreds of likes, but as soon as I posted a photoshopped image of me and him together, it only go 11 likes, because people did not like seeing us together as a couple. I then joked that an image of a giant bat I had posted on my Facebook, just prior to the photo with AJR, had got more likes than his

Dream 989

'AJR, Rockstar'

Date: 31 May 2019
Day 27 of Dream Incubation Experiment - A Star Wars Adventure 
Status: Partially Successful Dream Incubation Dream

Scene 1: 'HMP Bure', Cremer Street, Sheringham - Day
In this dream, HMP Bure (a local prison I visit for work, which tends to detain sex offenders) was in a location which (in my memory, both in the dream and upon waking) was the former site of the old high school in Sheringham, which has since been renovated into sheltered housing for the elderly (see image from Google Maps, below). In the dream, HMP Bure was no longer a prison for sex offenders and I was aware AJR had recently been transferred there. I was walking on a nearby street in Sheringham with my Mum - it was a sunny day. I told my Mum that AJR would be holding an outside concert at the prison, and we should go and watch so that she could meet him. We went to the prison, which was surrounded by a relatively flimsy wire fence - more akin to a high school than a prison! The prison building was red brick and all the prisoners were standing outside the entrance, which was right on the pavement - so you were only inches away from the prisoners while walking past. AJR was in the middle, sitting on some concrete steps at the entrance. He was wearing a grey tracksuit and had some colourful neck tattoos (which he does not have in real life). He was playing an acoustic guitar and singing - all the prisoners were crowding round to watch and everyone was impressed and enjoying his performance. My Mum was also impressed. We did not speak directly to AJR as he was busy performing, although I cannot recall what song it was that he was playing/singing. 

The scene changed. I have no idea what the new scene was, as all I recall is laying on the floor, with AJR about to mount me in missionary position, so that we could have sex. I cannot recall if we were dressed or naked, but something/someone interrupted us and AJR had to leap off me quickly. This left me feeling frustrated. 

Scene 2: A Warehouse - Day
I was then in a warehouse, sitting in a small circle, with Kylo Ren, and 2 businessmen in suits. We were sitting on chairs, but there was no table. At some point in this scene, I got off my chair and began crouching on the floor. I remember thinking that Kylo Ren had a deep suntan and wondered if he was attempting to change his race. Kylo Ren was in the middle of a business deal with the other businessmen dream characters. I am not really sure what his business proposal was, but he unzipped his trousers (which were jeans) and inside, where his penis should be, he removed a full-size, already ignited blue lightsaber, which he showed to us all. I remember feeling disappointed to be here with Kylo Ren instead of AJR and I did not care if Kylo Ren's business deal succeeded or failed. 

Scene 3: A Corner/Spar Shop (Location Unknown) - Afternoon
I was aware it was late afternoon, almost evening. I was standing beside some bicycle racks outside a small spar shop, which was in a very rural area - probably North Norfolk, where the rest of this dream was set. The bicycle racks resembled both a chicken shed and also a bus shelter - I cannot explain how they appeared to be these different things all at once. There was some straw on the ground. I was with AJR and we were talking about something, but I cannot recall what it was. I have forgotten almost all of this scene.

I cannot recall anything else about this dream.

Additional Notes:

• This is Day 27 of my current Dream Incubation Experiment - A Star Wars Adventure (click on this title link to read my introductory post and see my accompanying Youtube video, below). I have recorded this dream as partially successful as while it appeared to take place in the Star Wars universe - or at least a world where Kylo Ren existed as a real person, it was hardly an active adventure - again, as before, the reference to Star Wars was peripheral or minor within the dream narrative
• Shortly before this dream I was asked to do a legal visit at HMP Bure, which happens to be situated beside a school, which I find odd and disturbing, given it is a prison known to detain sex offenders
• Shortly before this dream I had been discussing AJR's tattoos with his mum
• Shortly before this dream I had a conversation with friends AK and IZ, during which I mentioned both neck tattoos and also Kylo Ren

STORYTIME: I DREAMED OF THE FUTURE LOVE OF MY LIFE, MANY YEARS AGO (EVIDENCE PROVIDED!)

Introduction

So, one of the significant reasons as to why my dreamwork suffered over the past few months is my relationships. I would not normally make a post dedicated to relationships (other than those with my dream characters, or where strictly relevant to a dream). Regular readers of my Blog will note the relatively recent references to a person named 'AJR' in my dreams. This is my boyfriend, but more importantly, the love of my life. The primary motivation for sharing private details of our relationship is because I am aware some of the contextual information for my dreams has the potential to cause confusion or intrigue. Secondly, due to the nature of how our relationship developed, I decided to go back through the dream archives to see if there was any indication of AJR appearing in my dreams prior to the start of our relationship, and I found something really interesting (to me: 'mind-blowing'). I therefore need to talk about my relationship with AJR in order to demonstrate the significance of this dream from a number of years ago. 

If this Storytime is too long and rambling (it is very convoluted, despite my best efforts here), and you simply want to read the relevant dream, you can scroll down towards the bottom of the post where I have copy-pasted the text of the dream, or you can visit the actual original post itself, by clicking here - Dream 70. However, I do recommend you read the rest of this post, because some of the content is pretty weird and also - it's a tale of 'True Romance' and 'Fate' and 'the Universe Speaking' and 'Star-Crossed Lovers' etc as well as having a lot of emphasis on Star Wars, quite randomly.

My Relationship with AJR: A Summary

AJR and I first met in 2007, although precise details of timing are unclear. AJR is likely to have better recollection than I do, but I haven't specifically asked him. We generally refer to us as having met '11 years ago' because at the time, we know AJR was 19 years old and I was 25 years old. 

At the time of our meeting, I was working as a prison lawyer and criminal law paralegal while I did my professional legal qualifications. AJR was serving an IPP (imprisonment for public protection) sentence. I do not plan to explain what an IPP is in detail (an indeterminate sentence, which is basically a form of 'life imprisonment') or AJR's personal information. Just be aware that IPP sentences are very controversial and no longer available, having been abolished. Many IPP prisoners are languishing in the prison system, unable to obtain parole. A tariff is set (the part which must be served before parole can be considered) and many prisoners received tariffs of a number of months for relatively minor acts of violence, but remained in prison for over 10 years. AJR had been in prison for some time already, and at 19 years of age was 'starred up' meaning he was in the adult side of the prison, not Young Offenders (where he normally would have been, being under 21 years of age at the time).

AJR and I 'met' in the following way. I admit my memory here is very vague, as I met so many different prisoners at that point in my life, and honestly, as much as he will hate this, AJR was of no personal significance to me 11 years ago, despite me liking him a lot and enjoying seeing him each time we had a legal visit because he was cute and had a good sense of humour. 

One day, my law firm asked if I would do a prison law case for a Young Offender (IS) who was in the local YOI. My firm had been/was dealing with a criminal case for IS (my recollection is that he had already been convicted). He had an independent adjudication (District Judge comes into the prison to hear the case) regarding an assault charge against another prisoner. He was running a defence of self defence and wanted me to defend him (we won). I believe this may have been my first ever 'not guilty'/contested adjudication case where I'd be cross-examining witnesses. Anyway, in preparation for the IA, I needed to take instructions from IS, so I arranged a legal visit in the YOI. 

I recall more about this meeting with IS than I do with AJR, possibly because I'd already been working on IS' case file for his Crown Court matter. IS and I had our legal visit in the YOI in an office, which I remember had filing cabinets in it, because a prison officer came in halfway through and asked if we'd been stealing the staff biscuits, which were in the filing cabinet and we'd joked and said IS was known for drug offences, not dishonesty. I recall that after I took IS' instructions for the IA we were discussing music, as IS wrote down the name of his friend's mixtape on the legal papers, after discovering I was a hip hop fan and knew a number of UK-based hip hop artists through my friends/current boyfriend (PS). 

After the legal meeting with IS, I left. Unknown to me at the time (and remaining unknown to me until recent times, when AJR informed me of his version of events), AJR was in the Segregation Unit ('the block') which I was walking through/past. AJR heard noise outside his cell and peeped through the gap between the door/door-frame. He saw me leaving, specifically he says he saw my ass in a tight skirt. He wanted to meet me, and therefore shouted out to IS, thereafter 'forcing' IS to provide him with the details of my law firm so he could make contact. At first, he did not believe IS had given him my real name, as my last name is very long and unique. He contacted my firm, asking for representation from me, and unaware of how he came to be my new client, I arranged for a legal meeting.

If I was asked to describe AJR (prior to us reconnecting and me actually having my memory revived), I would struggle. I would possibly (and this is an assumption, given I can't discredit what I now recall having a template of his face as it is now, relatively the same, just older) have said 'tallish, slim build, white skin, blondish hair'. I did not remember he was from Essex. AJR was in a weird suit when I first met him. The suit was blue and yellow checked. He was made to wear this because he was an escape risk and the suit was designed to make him visible as an escape risk. It was truly awful and this was the first time I'd seen a prisoner in such clothing. AJR told me the legal visit was so I could request he be given his normal clothing back. In fact, he did not care about wearing this suit, as it made him feel 'special' (AJR is, like me, an extrovert, so I understand this). He had invented' his problem solely to get me to visit him. I said I would write to the Governor. After a very short legal discussion, AJR began chatting to me socially. I do not recall the nature of this - or subsequent - conversations, but apparently I told AJR about my relationship with a guy from London (PS) and what PS did; and we also discussed music (AJR was an Eminem fan, and he says we discussed Eminem at length). 

After our first meeting, AJR would constantly contact me asking for representation on a number of matters. I just assumed he was - like most prison clients of mine - wanting some interaction and to stir issues within the prison, using his lawyer as a means of challenging small problems. I would arrange legal meetings, receive letters from him or phone calls to my office. I never ever once felt he fancied me, although he says it should have been obvious given all his 'legal issues' were so minor and invented purely to see me (stuff like his Playstation had been removed or he'd lost a T-shirt and wanted to complain). IPPs/life prisoners do not have IAs (as they can't have extra days added to their sentence on a guilty plea/finding) so it was always matters requiring written representation. AJR can recall outfits and hairstyles I wore 11 years ago. He recalls watching me write legal notes, and then looking away at the wall when I looked up. He'd remain seated at the end of the visit, so he could watch me leave (and check out my ass). On one occasion, he recalls I mentioned I was very tired (maybe he'd commented that I seemed tired) and I'd told him my boyfriend, PS, was staying with me. This led AJR to get jealous, knowing I'd been with my boyfriend the night before and that was why I was so tired. I cannot believe I shared so much personal information with a client (looking back, having been told by AJR), but I guess he was charismatic and I trusted him. He can't believe I didn't know his real intentions, given our legal visits involved less than 5 minutes of legal instructions and advice, and then 55 minutes of hanging out together, talking. He'd go back to his cell and...(as candid as I'm trying to be here, you can use your imagination). Apparently there was a lot of talk about how he fancied me within the prison. His mum has since told me that she and his brother remember my name being mentioned by AJR over the years. 

My last meeting with AJR was in a different, local prison, where he'd been transferred at some point. A new client (I'll call him ABC as I have no recollection of him whatsoever, and he was simply used as a pawn in AJR's grand scheme of getting contact with me) asked me to represent him on an IA involving production/possession of 'hooch' (prisoner-made alcohol from fermented fruit juice). ABC was pleading not guilty and AJR was his star defence witness. AJR was in fact not a legitimate witness - ABC was bang to rights on the charge and was advised by myself that he should plead guilty as he had no legitimate defence from AJR, who was clearly inventing his evidence. ABC and AJR knew this, AJR had simply wanted the opportunity to see me in a private room, to give a witness statement, knowing I'd advise that it wouldn't be useable in the case and I wouldn't need to call him to testify (ABC in fact told me he was always wanting to plead to the charge anyway, so for him it made no difference). I still did not know AJR fancied me or had concocted this scheme to see me. I only found this out in recent times, and yes, I do think it is both creepy and highly romantic at the same time. 

AJR said that he was always waiting for me to give him the 'green light' to make a move on me in a legal visit. Ethically, I would not have done so, but honestly - I wasn't even tempted to do so as I had a boyfriend. He said he wanted to try and play footsie under the table and see if it led anywhere, but I never gave him a sign and he didn't try anything. Looking back, we both wish things were different, but in a way, if I'd known he fancied me back then and acted on it, perhaps life would have turned out differently (I might have regretted it or something might have gone 'wrong' meaning I'd avoid future contact?)

Anyway, sometime thereafter AJR and I lost contact. I stopped working for the law firm and moved to London to live with PS. AJR did a 'grand tour' of the prison system in England. There was no way of contact, even if either of had been minded to try. I forgot all about AJR (so I assumed), and to him, I was just another woman he'd met who he fancied, but never forgot. 

So between 2008/9 and 2018, there was absolutely no contact between AJR and I - it was as if neither of us existed for each other anymore - life moves on. He was one of a large number of former clients and I was just another one of his numerous lawyers over the years. 

In spring 2018 I was dating KU. The relationship was toxic and I was suffering from mental and emotional health issues due to family matters and the effect the relationship with KU (another university student, same age as myself) was having on me. 

Out of the blue I received a Facebook friend request and message from AJR. I didn't know who this was at first, but soon realised. His face appeared familiar to me and then upon re-learning his name, I had more memories (although clearly, not as strong as AJR's). He said that he had seen me as a mutual friend of TW (a friend of his offline). TW had been someone who randomly added me and had no interaction with me, so the fact this was AJR's actual friend and the way he first found me online randomly, is a matter of pure chance. I discovered that AJR was still in prison, this being his 14th year serving the IPP sentence. He was now 30 years old. He was also back in my local prison (i.e. in my city, the place where we'd originally met, 11 years ago). I was shocked he was still in prison, and upset to hear about that. He had an illegal smartphone, hence how he had Facebook and other social media. I recall him 'liking' (maybe even commenting) on some of my profile pictures/photo uploads, but I do not think I ever went and looked at his actual profile as I do not remember a single thing about his online presence outside of our inbox conversations. 

AJR appeared to be instantly interested in me and - in my opinion - came on very strong, talking about wanting to kidnap me for a shotgun wedding. I resisted his advances, but did not tell him I had a boyfriend, saying I was single and not interested in dating (the toxic/abusive relationship was not something I was prepared to discuss with AJR at the time). I would read AJR's messages on Facebook and leave him on read, ignoring him. He'd ask for my phone number and I wouldn't say 'No' outright, but make some excuse as to the fact I thought he'd harass me, given he was already harassing me in message form. I was basically avoiding given solid answers and stringing him along without being entirely honest with him. This would make AJR angry and frustrated and he would challenge me about it, leading to me becoming hostile and defensive. Obviously, I didn't know that he'd fancied me for so long and how it felt to make contact after so long, only to be actively ignored. I remember telling friends that I was wary of talking with him too much because he seemed very persistent and I wasn't sure about him. I completely overlooked the fact that while me ignoring AJR for hours or even days was 'normal' for online interactions, for him sitting in a cell, minutes felt like hours. He'd forget people have busy lives in the outside world. Seeing a notification that I'd read his messages and was online, but not responding drove him crazy and he'd tell me he'd seen me online ignoring him, which led to me being even more cold and aggressive with him, telling him I didn't want him watching my actions etc. At one point, AJR decided to send an unsolicited photograph to me, which enraged me. I immediately responded in an angry manner, informing him of how disgusting I found his actions. AJR was really apologetic, and in his defence, he wasn't as clued up on these types of interactions as I was - he assumed it was a good way to get my attention. My reaction made him feel really guilty. 

Eventually, after I continued to behave in a cold and unapproachable manner, AJR told me that he was going to delete me from Facebook and re-connect with me when he achieved parole, which was scheduled for October 2018. I didn't even respond to his final message to me, and just saw it as one of those unfortunate online interactions. I was upset he felt he had to delete me and that my rejection had led to this, but I had my own problems to deal with, so just moved on. 

Sometime in June/July 2018 I'd finished my relationship with KU. I was on Facebook and decided to look in my 'second' or 'hidden' inbox (the one where messages from non-contacts often end up). I hadn't got any notifications to look in there, it's just something I sometimes do. In the hidden inbox was a message from a person with a name which was the same first name as TW, and AJR's actual last name, spelled slightly differently, so 'TR'. There was a photograph as the profile picture, but I didn't look too closely at it. The message said words to the effect of 'Hi Babe' or something, triggering me to say; 'You obviously don't know me if you think I like being called Babe'. I then looked more closely at the profile picture and saw it was AJR, so softened my tone. AJR said he his former Facebook account had been deactivated (Facebook became aware he was in prison - so perhaps someone reported his account, although he wasn't exactly subtle in what he posted). He said he'd wanted to leave me alone until he was released, but couldn't resist making contact with his new Facebook. 

AJR and I started messaging each other again. Now I was single, I was more receptive to responding. At this point, my best friend LD2 was in the process of finalising and submitting his PhD. I recall there was a lot of LD2, IN and I getting together, usually with drinks. One day I had issues with my wifi/mobile data and AJR arranged a top up for my phone. I was so grateful, I offered to send him some photographs as a thank you. This angered AJR as he had done it out of friendship, not to get 'favours'. I realised this man was genuine and exceptionally kind and caring. Our conversations grew more intense and we moved on to phone calls. It was on 10 August 2018 (the night LD2 finally finished his PhD and we celebrated the fact) that I decided I wanted to be with AJR. I was drunk that night and when I told him, he asked me to reconsider when sober, but I knew what I wanted (even though that night I was so drunk, following drinking an entire bottle of vodka while with LD2 and IN) that usually I'd completely doubt my judgment. I even forgot large chunks of the night. I cannot recall the sequence of events, but basically at this point, AJR and I would chat on the phone for hours on end and we began Facetiming (yes, in a sexy way!). I agreed I would visit him given he was less than 5 miles away from me! 

The visit was the first time I'd ever had a social (i.e. non-legal visit) with anyone. I was really scared, as 11 years had passed since I'd last seen AJR in person (despite our Facetiming and sharing photographs online). I was so anxious, I spent hours trying to find an appropriate outfit etc. I won't bother to go into detail about visits with AJR, save to say I was so nervous on the first one, I could barely even look at him and kept laughing. When things got 'romantic', prison officers were quick to step in, making it even more awkward. Our relationship progressed to the point that I'd visit AJR 3 - 4 times a week in addition to speaking every night, and eventually we told our families etc. There were ups and downs - as expected in any relationship - but I am sure you can understand the unique pressures of dating a life prisoner - the challenges for him (having spent his entire adult life and majority of teenage life in custody) and myself (lack of intimacy with someone I am in love with; the stigma other people try and impose upon finding out the nature of the relationship and dealing with judgment and curiosity; seeing his treatment within the prison system etc). 

AJR did not get parole in October. He got D Cat (open prison) and thereafter was unfortunately transferred back to closed prison before he ever got a home visit or time out of custody. These matters are private and still ongoing. The point is, AJR and I are in a committed relationship and don't allow the obstacles to cloud our future, even if we have to negotiate tough or impossible situations etc. 

I guess, there is one other thing I should mention - as a weird aspect of our relationship - before I reveal the 'mind-blowing dream'. Just after Christmas 2018 (AJR had recently been moved from open conditions back to a local closed prison) he told me we needed to break up because it was too difficult to cope with a relationship in our circumstances. Previously, we have had similar issues periodically. We never really argue at all - AJR just tries to distance himself from me, and given he is in control of most contact, the ball is always in his court (i.e. he can call me on the prison pin phone - if no mobile access is possible - but I cannot call him; I can write/email, but he can choose to ignore it; I don't book visits to compel him to see me if he indicates he does not want to). AJR never intends to hurt me; it's a form of protecting me and himself from potential emotional pain. 

Anyway, back in December/early January, the break up he instigates is hurting us both and our communication is virtually non-existent, although I am sometimes trying to tempt him to text me by sending messages. I am so depressed, every day is a struggle. AJR's mum tries to reassure me that he is in fight or flight mode and will come back when he is ready, as it's just a defence mechanism. I believe our relationship is 'meant to be' and concentrate on willing him to contact me and tell me he wants to be with me (I know he loves me, that is never in doubt). 

One day I was alone, walking across the field outside my house. Earlier that day, when smoking with DL, I'd said I thought Star Wars would be the thing that would bring us back together. AJR had never ever seen any Star Wars movie and thought it was really funny how much I love it. He was totally against it, thinking it was a weird, geeky sci fi thing. However, over Christmas, every one of the Star Wars movies was being shown in chronological order on TV, so AJR had agreed to watch them (usually with phone calls to me in between to explain stuff). He actually enjoyed many parts of this new experience and we could now discuss it at length. AJR is my Anakin, he shares many traits, such as impulsiveness; a fierce protection over people he loves, namely the women in his life; fearlessness etc. He also shares some physical characteristics, including a facial scar and skin/hair colour/height/build; and his legal name could be shortened to 'Ani' which he hates me pointing out. He doesn't use his legal name, he is literally 'AJR' to everyone. The age gap between us is the same as Anakin and Padme, and we reunited after many years apart, and I was initially resistant - you get the picture! AJR loves Padme, so it's kind of perfect that he enjoyed the prequels the most out of Episodes I - VI. Anyway, given AJR had been watching Star Wars, I knew any reference would remind him of me during our separation. While walking alone on this particular evening, having been smoking on the field, I began to focus on the idea that I could 'use the Force' to bring AJR back to me. I know it sounds stupid. I don't believe in fate or ESP or any kind of paranormal activity/powers. I was just desperate and using Star Wars as a way of positive thinking in the face of distress and trauma. It gave me something to set my mind on. I wondered if I should learn Buddhist chanting, as I'd read/heard that Courtney Love used this to focus on her goals and believed it worked for her. I got home. 

That evening, I got a random text from AJR - it wasn't in response to any of my previous, pleading texts, it simply told me to turn watch a particular TV channel. AJR finds it odd I don't own a TV, but when he wants me to watch something, he knows I can live stream it online (obviously, his understanding of modern technology has some limitations). I did so. The show in question was The Keith and Paddy Picture Show - the Star Wars: Return of the Jedi parody. I put it on and began to watch, amazed that my 'plan' seemed to have worked. However, I didn't know exactly how weird this experience was going to be. For context - AJR and I are very jokey and insulting towards one another. Sexual frustration means we tease each other a lot. I call him 'Mayonnaise Sandwich' and 'AJonnaise' and suchlike because he is so 'white'. I also call him a 'toxic male' and he calls me a 'female thing'. He bullies me about how my Middle Eastern heritage makes me hairy, calling me a 'Silverback Gorilla'. If I had to list 5 personality qualities for AJR, 'annoying' would be in there, but I love his annoyingness. One of it's manifestations is the constant teasing over eggs. I hate eggs, they repulse me. I can cook them for other people and I can eat them as an ingredient in other foods (i.e. cake or quiche even) but I'd never eat an actual egg. I also hate the idea that I produce something called an 'egg' and to be extra annoying, AJR calls me 'Yokeybear' as a term of endearment and a way of making me feel gross about eggs, either in their edible form, or the reproductive form have in my ovaries (ewww). Bear this strange feature of our relationship in mind, when I tell you the next bit of this story. So I was watching the Keith and Paddy parody of Star Wars, and AJR wasn't really texting me as such. I was excited to know he'd reached out and specifically, due to a factor I'd predicted and wished for. 

Then, there was the fight scene between Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker (and the Emperor) on the Death Star. Both AJR and I have the same reservations about this scene - AJR because he thinks both Darth Vader and the Emperor die too easily for powerful Sith Lords. He hates the fact that canon or EU explains parts of the overarching story and ideology not contained within the movies, such as why Force Lightening was so dangerous to Darth Vader and how the Emperor may not have actually died when he was thrown down the reactor shaft (I think that's what it was? I can't be bothered to fact check the technology on top of this loooonnnngggg Storytime post). He thinks Darth Vader is depicted as far less powerful than his mythos and reputation would suggest (again, he dislikes that there is so much other material which actually depicts Darth Vader more 'badass' than the original trilogy does, as he has no access to this material - and Rogue One (containing the best Darth Vader scene from any of the movies) had not been shown on TV, so he hadn't seen a contemporary depiction of Darth Vader more inline with how he should be (better lightsaber skills; more force power on display etc). He also dislikes Luke Skywalker and doesn't understand how he was able to become such a powerful Jedi in such a short space of time (I mean - who doesn't think that?)

On screen, AJR and I - miles apart, watching the same show separately saw the scene where Luke removes Darth Vader's helmet. And in the parody version - Darth Vader's head was a boiled egg with a soldier!!! I have recently found a screenshot of this for AJR which I will print and mail to him, as we both love that this was the lynchpin which brought us back together. Seeing an image of my favourite Star Wars character - introduced to AJR only weeks before - have an egg for a head randomly, within the context of our jokes about eggs was 'a sign'. AJR was compelled to phone me and we got back together. I have posted the relevant screenshot below so you can understand. 

The Dream

So, the dream!

The other day, I wondered if I'd ever had a dream which involved AJR at any point within the 11 years we had been apart (or at least the portion of the 11 years during which I was recording my dreams on this Blog). When this Blog began it had already been a number of years since I'd last seen AJR. The reason I questioned whether I might have had a dream which referenced him was because I had always had a lasting memory of the escape list suit he'd worn when we first met - he's the only prisoner I've ever represented or seen in person wearing one. I know that over the years whenever anyone has mentioned prisoners wearing unusual regulation clothing I'd thought of/mentioned having a former client who was a young, very rebellious boy who'd been made to wear a really ugly outfit due to being an escape risk for making a hole in his cell wall. I was just curious. 

Having 962 dreams recorded on this Blog makes searching through the archives really difficult and time-consuming. I can do it using labels (not helpful, since these are broad and don't refer to specific dream content) or keywords featured in posts (more accurate, but potential to bring up large numbers of posts). I used the latter method. My first search term was 'prison' - this brought up a high number of posts. I then used 'prisoner', which only narrowed the search results down marginally. I then used 'escape'. This brought up much fewer potential results and I began to read through each relevant post. There is - the best of my knowledge and research here - only one relevant dream, which relates to AJR during the 'lost years'. It is Dream 70 (I didn't title my dreams at that point), dated 2 August 2012. I have posted the dream below. I hope you find the fact that my future true love (the man whose face I'd looked into and felt nothing - no flicker of potential or chemistry so many times, so many years ago) remained somewhere in my mind, popping up in my subconscious thoughts (i.e. my dream) years later as amazing as I do. Probably not, since I'm a random stranger on the internet and this is my life and therefore of peripheral or non-existent interest to anyone reading this. But, it fascinates me how I could have this dream and just accept it - a dream about a random man who I never ever thought I's see/hear from again, without fully questioning why. I didn't even remember his name properly, or remember his face clearly, just blurry, general details. I didn't wonder about the significance of the dream - why would I? But now, looking back with hindsight, it's impossible for me to not see this as something symbolic, imbued with meaning. It's probably nothing mystical, just one of those phenomenon which we pay attention to because we're actively searching for meaning or answers etc. But I'd like to think my subconscious dreamself was sending me a message about my future, as ridiculous (and apposite to my worldview and beliefs) as that sounds. Please enjoy my special dream, and comment below if you want to share any views on this post.

Dream 70

Original date: 2 August 2012
Original post location - click here

I was sitting at a computer, browsing the internet. I saw a picture of a red and yellow checked tablecloth, laid out on a table, and clicked on it to enlarge the image and get a better view. The image was captioned, but I am not sure if I read the caption, or just 'heard' the words being said to me (in my own head?) It was my auntie, VF. The caption said: "I didn't want to look at this picture, because I have synesthesia and it gave me the answer to a question I didn't want to know about" (I do not know if VF has synesthesia, although I myself do). I wondered what the question/answer was and in my mind, thought that it must be something to do with a vehicle (although neither myself nor VF actually drives). I also thought that it was strange that VF's synesthesia gave her 'questions and answers' whereas mine involves mere associations between random items.

I was then with my mum in the Two Lifeboats Hotel, Sheringham, our former workplace. The lighting was very dim - as if all the curtains in the room were drawn - as it was definitely daylight. We were joined by my mum's friend AB, who was dressed in the outfit she used to wear when she too worked there - a white top and a black skirt. AB entered the room from behind me and came to stand next to my mum. She was in a bad mood. She sat a short distance away from my mum and I, who had taken seats close by where we had been standing (which I think was next to the bar/doorway to the restaurant area). She was now talking to a young male, who I did not recognise in the dream, although I feel that his dream character represented someone I know in real-life. He was tall, with dark brown hair and was wearing a white baggy T-short and light brown baggy trousers with trainers. AB was going through some legal case papers with him - witness statements - in preparation for a criminal trial in which he was the defendant. My mum and I were undertaking another (in my 'dream opinion' - less important, quite boring) task in relation to the trial (this was odd, even to me in the dream, as I am the qualified lawyer and neither my mum nor AB have any real legal expertise, yet they were taking over and not letting me look at the paperwork properly or talk to the male). I asked if I could go through the case papers, but AB refused to let me and carried on 'advising' the male - who in the dream was not named, or I do not recall any name given to him. The male was then taken in a prison van - possibly to be conveyed to court. I dd not see him get in the prison van - I had a mental image of it driving away, with him in the back, just visible behind grey metal bars (it did not look like the G4 prison vans I am used to seeing in real-life, more like one seen in movies, less secure and more 'military'). My mum and AB told me that now it was my turn to take over the case and work out a way to defend the male and win his liberty. I was fairly pleased, but also disappointed that I could not discuss the case face-to-face with the male. I was also annoyed that my mum and AB were leaving me behind and I assumed that they were going to court to watch the trial without me, having 'dumped' the work on me to complete). I went back onto the computer - which was now clearly a laptop. I was sitting on the floor of a bedroom, next to a bed with a colourful duvet. The lights were very bright - like a bare 100watt bulb was illuminating the room. It was not a room I recognise from real-life. I logged onto my Facebook page, to write a message of support for the incarcerated male and try to get others to join the campaign to free him - but I decided that in my status update, I should remove all vowel letters from the sentence I was typing. I typed 'RFFLSS' and posted this on my 'wall'. I have no idea what it means.

Contemporaneous notes/analysis which appeared at the bottom of the original post of the dream, explaining/interpreting specific details:

* At the time, I did not pick up on this, but the red and yellow checked design on the tablecloth seen in the first scene of the dream is the same as a 'prison escapee' suit (known amongst prisoners by various names) which prisoners who have made attempts to escape are forced to wear (i.e. think of the stereotype of the prisoner - in black and white stripes/arrows design or in bright orange - to make them stand out as prisoners amongst other civilians). When I worked in a law firm, I used to regularly visit/represent a prisoner (can't remember his full name, so I'll call him 'A') who was notorious for trying to break out of prison - he was often dressed in the blue and yellow 'clown suit' which would make us laugh at how silly he looked. Although the colours here were different, I understood the red/yellow checked design was 'the same' as the blue/yellow - I had a strong realisation of this upon waking. 

The following images are Google search results for 'prison E-List' suits. The 2 I have posted are exactly the same colours /style as the one I saw AJR wearing when we first met. I think the pattern is a combination of both shown (i.e. his was checked, so there were 4 panels), but I'd have o ask him to clarify this for definite. From my memory, his was most similar to the bottom image, but you can get a very accurate impression from both images.

Of further note is the fact that since meeting AJR again, my views on marriage and children have changed. I want to marry him and start a family. In the above dream (Dream 70), the male dream character does not necessarily match AJR's description, particularly the hair colour. 

You will recall (if you bothered to read the above Storytime) that AJR and I used to discuss Eminem a lot in prison visits. AJR was a massive Eminem fan and has told me (recently - not sure if he told me in the past) that he used to bleach his hair to look more like Eminem (AJR is more facially handsome than Eminem but there are similarities between them). 

My dreams always appeared to reflect my resistance to marriage and family life. It is something I have referred to numerous times on this Blog. However, the only 'dream character' I ever felt a strong connection towards (in the sense of wanting marriage and family life with him) was Eminem. I always thought this was odd, as I had never been particularly attracted to Eminem (nor a huge fan of his). 

The main dream in this respect dates back to 23 May 2015 and is Dream 443 - 'Will the Real Mrs Slim Shady Please Stand Up?!' I was so fascinated by my desire for Eminem within this dream, that it inspired a dream incubation experiment - Dream Incubation Experiment - Eminem/Marshall Mathers III Dream. Back when this dream incubation experiment took place I did not consider using an index system so that all relevant dreams taking place during the course of the particular experiment were recorded in one place. The Dream Incubation Experiment post linked above does have an index of Eminem dreams which took place prior to the experiment (so, including Dream 443), but in order to move forwards and read the dreams taking place within the duration of the experiment itself, simply go to the bottom of the Dream Incubation Experiment post page and click on left hand side link - 'Newer Posts'. There are also Youtube videos I have made relating to updates on this experiment if you are interested. They are linked on posts relating to the Eminem Dream Incubation Experiment. 

Given there is an association between AJR and Eminem - could my dreams of one true love with Eminem have been precognitive in any way? I guess I'm asking this ironically, but I am being honest when I say deep-diving into my subconscious like this makes me question the subconscious and dreaming in ways I may not usually do.