The dream from August 10, 2015. It was the first school day after a long rest. We should have had about 4-5 lessons, one of which was “Korean”. Then I was alone at the school playground and thought about skipping school. I often did that last year, and it all ended without bad consequences… I remember that it was Friday, and one of the lessons was supposed to be history. I was afraid that the teacher might ask me, but then I remembered that this was the first lesson of the year, and she should talk about something herself. I went to the entrance. On the doorstep, I crossed paths with a girl and her mother or grandmother. The girl was smaller than me. I went inside and went straight into the locker room. I began to take off my clothes at the penultimate row of hangers, which I used in high school. Then a guy came up, whom I probably remember from the institute, and he began to take off his outer clothing. He said that his girlfriend asked him to buy a scarf for 12 000 rubles. Then he said that she could be a very expensive (costly) wife. All that time, the little girl was not far away, and I thought what she would learn from everything she heard? The schedule was right in the locker room, and 5 lessons were written on it. One of which was Korean, history, and other languages. I asked Gosha if I could transfer to an English group. At this point I began to have problems with speech, and I began to use the word-parasites to facilitate my speech. I wanted to say that I watch a lot of films and TV shows in English and I understand almost everything. The answer was affirmative.
The dream from August 18, 2015. This was the beginning of grade 8. We had many lessons that Tuesday (I had this dream on Tuesday too). Then I was at home and told my mother about my dreams about school, and I told her about my guess that they might relate to reincarnation (here she asked me to speak Russian, not English) and that I had something else to learn in this life. I said that every life is a chance for us to learn something new, and I think she finally agreed with me. Between the lines, I mentioned that I was tired of this need to go to school, and I was going to skip it. Then the setting of the dream changed to another scene. (In my journal, I wrote down that it was probably my Higher Self who spoke the message, since it was a male voice. But I felt that Thao was also there.) I remember that the one who spoke to me showed me a toy wooden wall. Its angles were approximately 135 degrees, and the white ropes held together the logs which the wall was made of. In the middle, there was a white toy man (meaning that he had arms and legs similar to human ones), who seemed to dance, shaking his arms and legs. For some reason, I knew that it meant I had to remember what was about to happen next. And next there was a message. A voice mentioned my unwillingness to go to school anymore. The next thing I remembered was: “This is not the first time [my] apartment has seen a convicted murderer/criminal” – I woke up being all very upset. I went to turn on my laptop to record my dream so as not forget it. It was not where it was supposed to be. All things in the room were out of place. A table and the television set stood in a corner by the door which could not open normally into the room. The chair on which I was sitting stood in a corner by the table. My back was turned toward the door. There was little space on the table, and I had to move a couple of things so that I could write. I began to remember my dream and then remembered something about my mother’s sister, who was going to visit us that day, or something like that. Then I ended up in a place where there were Thao and Michele (the woman whom I made an administrator in the TPXP group. We talked a lot with her about numbers and math). We were in a kind of apartment with a narrow and high window, like Americans have. I have never been in that place. In tears, I asked Thao if the convicted killer lived in my apartment before me? (Our house was built in 1972. Mom lived in it since 1979. She always said that an elderly woman lived in our apartment before her, but when I asked her again after my sleep, she said that she only assumed it.) Thao answered in the affirmative. Then I asked her about myself. Who did I kill to deserve this life? (While I was saying this, I was very upset, but remembered that my experience with Thiaoouba made my life a little brighter). Thao said that it was my mother. I said that I knew this (I remembered then the tension that existed between us almost for all our life. Especially in childhood. But then it passed and the quarrels stopped. In fact, I remembered this past tension between us when I was going to bed that night). I no longer remember what else we were talking about, and, as I recall, Thao consoled me – many creatures had a similar experience when they lived on a planet of the first category. Then I woke up again… It was my first and last dream withing a dream (or “false awakening”).
While I was translating from English into Russian my notes about my dream, I finally realized who the other convicted murderer was…
The dream from August 25, 2015. I only remember that the clock showed 10:03 when the lesson began in our school’s cafeteria. The teacher asked the student about his summer vacation, and he talked a lot about different things. I realized then that I had nothing to share. I just sat at home all summer with my habits. Then someone else was asked. I looked at the clock. 10:33. Then there was something about a bun, which was divided into three pieces. Then I realized that these were mine and Anton’s classes in that room. All the people who got asked were from my class. Vlad was to my right, and Sergey set to my left. I became a little worried that they could ask me, but then I realized that about ten minutes remained until the end of the lesson, and I decided that I would most likely be fine.
August 31, 2015. The dream began with my parachute descent to the surface of the planet. There was another man whom I had to save by fastening his body to my belt. Strange, but instead of landing, we flew through a system of bright blue caves and somehow turned 90 degrees around the walls. I knew that we were flying out of the cave, and the exit was located on top of the mountain. I opened a map (similar to that from the Skyrim videogame) to see that the village where we needed to go was nearby. We flew down and landed at the houses. The man spoke for a while with a woman who seemed important. Perhaps the village leader? Then I ended up in school in history class. When I left the class, I again thought that I did not need to be there. I have already completed my studies; why should I go to school again? I thought that I can skip school for as many days as I want, or that I have already skipped it for many days, and there should be no consequences for me because I am no longer a part of the school, and there are no documents saying that I should to go there. Having reached the door of the biology class, I looked inside and went to the exit. A guard who was not at his desk asked me what I was looking for. He clearly did not think that I was one of the students. I said something about the ground floor and left the building, thinking that the guard could follow me to ask me more questions, but he did not do that. I went along the diagonal path to the gate for cars. Then I started to run and, apparently, scared a black boy who most likely thought that I was chasing him for some reason. I was outside the school grounds, and I do not remember anything else…