boat
Seafaring Vehicle
hydrodynamic seafaring method of transportation
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I had a dream where Queen was searching for Sans, but Sans was on the moon looking for King Dedede.
Also Homestuck and undertale cross over somewhere, i dunno.
(For anyone wondering, this version of Megalovania actually predates Undertale!)
It actually predates Homestuck too.
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Last night, I dreamt that Shino had the Rinnegan and was the villain all along.
Last night i dreamt that Link was shot with an arrow with purple fire.
The fire was called âDeadly Cold Fireâ, and there was a lake nesrby.
Link went into the lake to put the fire out, but as soon as he got out the fire came back.
Also there was a Stalkoblin during the day.
I also had a dream about Super Mario Bros. Wonder where Peach died, and Mario and Luigi went to see Bowserâs family in the afterlife.
I was in a hotel. My dad was showing the rooms in it. There was a small library, the brochure stated that the corridors could also used as a jogging area. I asked how many other rooms were in this floor. He said there was also the stable. We entered it. There were polar bears inside, but it was dark and hard to see. He opened the outer door. The polar bears were set loose. I asked how we were going to bring them back. He told me to use the rick and morty amulet. I was annoyed by the prospect of messing up too easily and running away, but I was in trouble too so I obliged. I went to the super computer and said âSend me to another universe where I died but little time has passed since that, so my rebirth shouldnât be suspicious. Switch that dead body with mine. And I should have died while doing normal life activitiesâ. I didnât specify sending him, he could find me by asking the computer. I added the last line so that I wouldnât just respawn in lava or something like that. I teleported to an authoriterian place. All the people in the streets were going to their working places or leisure places they red from their schedule papers given to them by the state. They couldnât deviate from that for more than one minute. I thought that the last line I added was the problematic part and caused me to be sent to a place where being assasinated was a normal life activity. I decided to stay meters away from everybody so that I wouldnât be assasinated like Georgi Markov. I could probably blend in, people would recognise me and the only suprised person would be my killer but I didnât recognised anyone and anything I do would be suspicious and I would be interrogated and convicted for being a very bad spy, so I decided to get away from here. The amulet showed me where the computer was. If I died without using it, the last backup of my consciousness would be sent to a random universe. I would never run out of new universes because of the hotel paradox. The computer was at the highest floor of an apartment, hidden behind bed sheets and there were other random stuff like boxes around it so they looked like uninteresting stuff thrown away during someoneâs spring cleaning. Someone had phoned me so I was trying to say that me being killed was very likely as discreetly as possible. Someone had entered the building after me, there was no elevator, we were climbing. When I reached the top floor, I assumed that he wasnât behind me anymore and said the word âkilledâ to the friend of alternate me. He was behind me. He joked about it nervously. I shouted one of us were very likely to die right here and then. He ran away. I thanked him for staying away from me. He was a higher caste and I didnât care that I would be sued for schedule violation and threatening manslaughter. I was relieved that he was probably just spying on his friends employee instead of trying to kill me. I lifted the covering over the computer. I thought about where I would want to go. I said âSend me to a universe where I am about to start dating my crush. And I should still be alive, so switch the two bodiesâ. I also specified which year I want it to be, and I went there. I was on a building, the first floor was larger than the second floor and its roof was used as a balcony. I was in the balcony, and it wasnât all at the same layer, I climbed to the 2.5th floor. It was on a hill overlooking a beach. There were people on the beach, but there were also loungers here and people sunbathing on them so I didnât know what was gound on. There were suspicious looking clouds in the air over the sea, for some reason I though they were a tsunami and wanted to warn others. When I raised higher, the amount of clouds increased. It looked glitchy. I thought that for my wish to happen there should be something wrong with reality itself. After this, the clouds turned into water meteors and started raining on the mountains. Some of them hit the building I was on and exploded, the wind felt wet. I entered the building, and when the meteors were over, I said I wanted to go to the beach to see what happened there. My grandpa said it was a bad idea because a flood would happen soon and this was the only safe place. It didnât made sense to me, but I thought maybe the meteors that fell behind would release a lot of water and that would flow towards the sea. I went downstairs decided to wait there. About half an hour passed. People kept entering the building but there was no flood happening. I heard the sound of cars. It was the last batch of people in this town and she was there. I thought there wasnât a reason that would cause a tsunami aftershock. Then I woke up.
I managed to remember two strange dreams I had today and yesterday
In the first one, for some reason, my bluetooth headphones had a function that allowed time to pass slower, something like 0.5 or 0.25 of the normal speed, despite this I also moved slower, but I could calculate my movements to dodge things in slow motion with style
In the second dream, there was a whole part that happened before that involved me destroying a city that looked like a pink and white computer circuit, and in that second part, I was in a room with some Minecraft mobs, and a guy who looked like Trump, He was asking me several questions that were on a few boards behind about the things I did, one of them said âWhy did you said that in fact the social credit system in China is only applied to companies?â (Which was something I actually said during a game of Sven Coop on the same day), and while he was talking, I was hitting the Minecraft spider with a bow, until he got angry and grabbed a shotgun, and as a reaction I also took one and we stared at each other.
I had a dream that I was saint in five pebbles and I was being chased by a pink lizard which was labeled as red, five yellow lizards, and a blue lizard, and they all climbed for some reason. The narration was Saintâs voice acting from the Heretic webcomic and it stopped when saint got bitten by an out of nowhere white lizard which for some reason could not climb, causing his death.
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Mostly of my dreams are really weird, crazy and funny but few ones Scary low chance. Yet⌠I barely renember what happens in my dreams.
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Write all you can remember on an diary (can be digital or physical, it dont make difference) just after you wake you. If you remember something about them during the day, write that too.
Thats exercise your brain to be better at remembering dreams, it worked for me when i tried to do it.
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Ok but i do know a thing mostly of places in my dream sometimes the place that ik in rl are very weird and very different than i actually know few times it happens where the places were normal.
But what makes my dreams to know whatâs going on in my dreams is because mostly of my dreams are all around the places like it switches the moments like i think there is a thing that is about to happen is actually very unexpected things and mostly of the things that happens in my dreams are against what i think.
i was in a brick house looking through it for usable materials with my father, when a window got shot out, and my father said âah belgium itâs Ozzy ozmatoâ and handed me a 22â shotgun. after that we exited the house through a door opposite the window that was shot. i saw the roof ozzy and his subordinates were shooting from, and asked my father to make sure i didnât get shot while running to an area with a good angle for me to retaliate from.
once i got to the area i needed to get to i aimed the gun at the people shooting at us, woke up, fell back asleep, funneled my rage into the gun, and shot ozzy and his goons down, before waking up again, and this time staying awake.
I think I dreamed too much yesterday.
I dreamed that I was in some subway station, I think, and for some reason I was in my pajamas. I found a group of people having a party in some room, some of them were my old classmates.
So far its okay, but then things start to get confusing.
Near the party was a colossal room with Soviet brutalist architecture. This room was a girlâs room, peculiar to say the least. I tried to talk to her a little but then I noticed that my hair was dyed green at the ends, something I never wanted or thought about having. AND OUT OF NOWHERE, the dream became a gameplay of what my mind thinks is Sonic 3. It looked like a kind of geometric rush with the same brutalist architecture as that room.
Then the dream returns to ânormalâ again.
Thereâs a kind of flashback to the construction of Mir 3 (a Soviet space station) and the girl starts talking about how the Soviets had a lot of knowledge about asteroids and other things. She shows another room nearby, a place where the USSR stored several asteroid samples. When she opened the containment for me to see the samples, I could hear Lacrimosa reverberating throughout the room. It was a little scary.
She showed me a small acrylic prism that was something related to the Asteroid Lyra (something that existed in my dream) and the girl simply ATE IT.
Yeah.
And then, my classmates asked me to take a photo, I was a little embarrassed (I was wearing pajamas, remember?) But it was anyway. They asked me to smile for the photo, but I was unable to do. Itâs the most bizarre thing Iâve ever felt, not being able to smile. And then some police officers noticed me and started going after me, but i woke up.
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today i had a dream where i could feel pain and my entire room looked the same. the visible only difference between it and real life? i could take off the top of my brain case and from there unplug my brain without dying or even passing out. in it i remember taking out my brain for some reason and finding the front half of the left side of my brain was just missing and perfectly smooth in the area it was seemingly cut, so i examined it further and also made sure my brain stem wasnât wonky. oh and i could disconnect parts of it from itself without any negative effects, and my brain was dead set on convincing me the dream was reality so after i finished examining my brain and put the top of my skull back on and started having a headache i went downstairs to get a Tylenol, and then the dream ended halfway down the stairs.
i donât even know where that dream came from, i havenât even thought about brains recently besides today.
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In my dream, I was a speedrunner in real life. And I was trying to be the best. It was about running a racetrack in the shortest amount of time as possible. But it wasnât about any particular racetrack, we would try to optimise our performance for every environment. I was in a library, this was my first time being it that library. All the rooms had a different layout as if they were procedurally generated. Some of the bookshelves were 1.5 meters high, so we could jump over them, and some were 2.5 meters high, 30 cm below the ceiling, so we had to move around them. I had to calculate a different route every time I entered a new room. I was the catcher, there was also the runner and the obstructers. When someone started running, the clock started ticking, and I would try to catch that person. The obstructers would do stuff like jumping in front of me in order to stop me or slow me down. I had to bypass them and keep going. I opened a door and accelerated in a straight line before turning right. I thought about how I could optimise my running and save so many seconds compared to the person in front of me if I pressed the ground as hard as I can. We also could change the length and thickness of our arms and legs using a slider. I though there must have been some tradeoffs, but every speedrunner had more or less the same proportions now, so we must have optimised that part of the game. After I caught the runner, a new game would start. The speedrunner community wasted no time, a new run would start 0 miliseconds after the previous one. To be the next runner they had to be stationary with respect to the ground when the next run began and after that they would need to become the person with the highest acceleration. The other ones would become the obstructers. If I failed to catch a runner, someone else would become the new catcher, but that didnât happen. I was on a streak for some time now. On average, I caught the runners in 30 seconds. A runner I was about to catch moved his hands to different positions. I said to him âDonât try that, it doesnât help you. Those are all solvedâ. I had to bring his body to a certain orientation with respect to my body in order for that game to end. âThey are solvedâ means that the best way to counter those orientations has been mathematicly proven, just like the end games in chess. I moved my hands to where his hands were, our hands collided, I heard a clashing sound, and something like 1/20 seconds later I had already moved his hands to the required orientation. There were also jumps. We couldnât change where we were going while we were in the air. When someone jumped, if I was close enough, I would jump as well and catch him in the air. Everyone in the library wasnât playing the game. Some of them were speedrunners, they were sitting and watching the ones that were running, and some of them were normal people who were studying and minding their own business as our speedrunning vibrated the bookshelves and the tables. A runner was about to jump and he figured I would do the same. He appeared as though he would jump towards a direction, but he changed how he was jumping while he was jumping. I changed my jumping as well and landed at the same place as him. I felt how I accelerated while I was watching his body and countering his moves. It was exaggerated. All this happens in slow motion when I need to understand the details but it still feels fast. After this very elegant jump I said âIâm the perfect runner, is this the best you could do, huh?â. A new game begin, I could see that higher scored people had joined the game. The names, scores and whether they were runners or obstructers would be written in the air above the heads of everybody for a few seconds at the beginning of each game. This was like any other game at the start. He made a right turn and entered a new room. He was still in the air, his hands were in front of him, and they entered a handcuff. It was so smooth, only his wrists touched the handcuffs. It seemed like even the police in this world had some speedrunning experience. They were now closer to the ground, the police was moving his hands to the back of his body and searching his inventory. Which makes no sense because we donât carry anything. When I entered the room and entered the policeâs field of vision, I was moving at (a fast) walking speed so I didnât appear as a speedrunner. I know this because I was looking at myself from the 3rd person view. It became 1st person view in the next shot. I made some anime noises, which was halfway between crying and shouting at the police. I red the subtitles to see what I was saying. I asked the police why he did that. He said that running in the library was illegal. He then asked why was I still moving but my legs were stationary. I had forgotten to increase the friction coefficient of my shoes. I no longer needed to slide on the walls. This had given me away. Now I would need to run away from the police. I woke up on that cliffhanger.
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I had a dream where moon had the rot and pebbles didnât. Saint visited all four local group iterators and talked to them, and the background visuals felt very AI-generated.
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In this dream, I was an orphaned kid and there was this person looking after me whom I call sensei. He is similar to Kishibe and Feng Kowloon. He sent me to a training camp and he told me to not come back unless I became strong enough to defeat him. My superpower was that my soul was fused with the soul of a dog after a tragic event. Which doesnât seem like a superpower at first glance. I arrived to the training camp, but they must have fooled sensei, because this was actually a research center. They were using child labor here because they wanted to farm their creativity to solve a very difficult problem which is how to shrink a human body to a volume of 0 m3 while keeping that person alive. We then get a flashback to 10 years ago when this all started. The company founder is the Elon Musk of Japan. He is lying on his deathbed, connected to hospital devices, a device shows his heart rate. He says âIâve conquered every final frontier. Except deathâ. The last word echoes a few times. He then says that this is unacceptable. He shall not die, at least not unprepaired. The people around him say that there is one way to do it. The company scientists have discovered that reality was a simulation, and that it had many glitches. If a person was squished down to 0 m3, they would cease to have a volume and the location of their body in this 3d universe would become undefined. But this is a problem because their soul needs to be assigned to the same position as their body because ghosts were removed in the latest update. It couldnât have an undefined position. So if this squeesing was done then the body would glitch out and reappear in the backrooms which is also the same thing as the afterlife. This could be confirmed from this side. Any squeesed object would push against the pressure applied to it, and this force would approach infinity as the shrinking reaches 100%, but once it gets to 100%, this push would turn into a pull, because the object would appear with zero volume on the backrooms and it would then want to expand that volume, but the pressure would be attached to it from the other side. The lengths of that person would be imaginary (ijk) which would make their volume negative, so squeesing further after 100% volume reduction being reached wouldnât break the law of conservation of volume? What? The plan was training a person to be âan astronaut for the afterlifeâ and making him gather intelligence for the company. He could collect data with his sensory organs and send it back to the real world using a psychic radio connection, which wasnât invented yet. And when he is done he could be brought back by applying negative pressure to the âholeâ he created between the realms. It isnât known yet if negative pressure can be created, but they would say that to the astronaut to assure him even if it wasnât. This project would allow the company founder to know what is waiting him on the other side and what can be done about it. They didnât have a way of squeesing people by 100% yet, so the current plan was squeesing them by 99.99%, discovering some new quantum phenomena, finding out what they have to do for the remaining 0,01%, and then doing the rest. End of flashback. I was on the top floor of a company building. There were no doors but there was a train track bringing supplies. There were 8 people on my team and there was a superviser. I saw 2 of them secretly going upstairs. I decided to follow them. I said to the supervisor that I will be doing my research by doing meditation. I already had the ability to go to the afterlife and I could fly around in there but I hadnât told this to anyone because they could have sliced my brain to make experiments. But it was very dark in there because of a cosmic censorship principle. I couldnât see anything. I could only see the souls of the currently living people and I could then enter their bodies to see from their pov. I started my astral projection and followed the two people going upstairs and entered one of them. The roof was where the company was doing their laundary. There wasnât anyone there yet other than those two. They had brought a compression chamber with them. This was a failed experimental project by the company. It could shrink objects by high amounts but it could only do so to exotic isotopes. The device could produce more exotic isotopes and replace the atoms of humans with those isotopes but this could only happen while the person was in the device, and those isotopes decayed into regular isotopes once the chamber was exited. And there couldnât be any oxygen in the device which means that person had to hold their breath. And it was discovered that the rate of diffusion of exotic isotopes into people was very slow so this project was abandoned. But these two had a plan. They didnât want the company to know about it because they wanted to give this information to another company, whichever is the highest bidder, and become millionaires. The ability of one of the kids was being a methanotroph. He doesnât have a name but lets call him Methanotroph Bob. Bob entered the chamber and the chamber was filled with a mixture of water, ammonia and phosphate. Then some gas bubbles appeared in the chamber. It was a mixture of carbon dioxide and methane which on average have the same oxidation number as glucose. What normally happened was that glucose was added to the mixture but since glucose was a solid dissolved in water it took more time for it to diffuse into the body, meanwhile methane was a gas so it diffused faster. Bob was able to use methane as a carbon source so this is how he replaced his carbons. This reaction required atp and he couldnât do photosynthesis yet, so he too was holding his breath. But they werenât here to accomplish 100% shrinkage, they just wanted to test the machine before they sell their idea. There canât be oxygen in the solution because the solution has to have the same composition as the body. And also the isotope replacement percentage aproaches 100% asymptoticly, so it would take an infinite amount of time to get the machine to work. And it needs to become 100% because if the person isnât completely made from exotic isotopes, his internal parts would shrink at different rates so he can never shrink by 100%, also his internal parts would be jumbled so he wouldnât survive. Bob hold his breath until he almost ran out atp. The exotic isotopes had reached 90% so they used the machine to shrink Bob by 90%. The machine shrinked too. Bob opened the door and stepped outside. He was in perfect health. But the methane in the chamber was very heated when it was shrinked due to the ideal has law and when it came into contact with air, it caught fire, which caused all the clothes to catch fire as well. Bob seemed not effected by the heat but when he came into contact with the air he froze solid like a ceramic as if he was dipped in liquid nitrogen. The drying rack tripped over and fell onto Bob, shattering him into many little pieces. His friend watching this felt guilty for what happened to Bob so he commited suicide, which caused me to wake up from my astral projection. A girl approached me and told me about her plan to change salinity levels to shrink humans. She said she started human trials. She showed me the results. Her human was shrinked by 20% but this turned him into red as if his hitbox was constantly being hit, and he started moving in slow motion, before finally stopping altogether. She asked me how she could undo that and retrieve the test subject. I said I donât have an idea. And then someone shouted everyone to go to the roof. There was a fire and a dead body. And then someone fell from the sky from sideways. It was my sensei. He said âYou were posessing them this time too, werenât you?â. My teammates asked me what that means. I said I donât know what heâs talking about. He said âAdmit it!â and started beating us all. Everytime he hit someone, he said âAre you controlling this one right now?â. Two of us fell onto he train tracks. A train was coming. He said he was a very ethical person because he doesnât kill anyone. He removed us from he tracks and threw us back at the tracks again once the train was gone. I got back on my feet and decided to fight. I jumped towards him. He was flying in the air, he moved his arms forwards and everything started to move in slow motion. His ability was warping time. He reversed time and the movement directions of everything on his line of sight, this could have caused me to go back to the ground but that didnât happened because that would require the whole world to be on his line of sight. Otherwise it would have changed the center of mass of me and the earth which would violate the conservation of momentum. My movement with respect to the ground stayed the same while the movement of my body with respect to itself reversed. I had anticipated this because I knew his fighting style so I was moving my arms forward before it was reversed. His power works by temporarily slowing down or speeding up or reversing time in a region which causes the objects in that region to move differently with respect to the objects outside of it. But there are 3 requirements for activating this ability. The first is that his body shouldnât move with respect to itself and also he has to remain stationary with respect to one of the objects on his line of sight which is usually the ground. The second is that he canât change how much he warps time without exiting that state first. His body and the area effected by time warping is causally disconnected from the rest of the universe for matter but not for light. The third requirement is that when he slows down time in one region he has to make up for that by speeding it up in another. He was only seeing my skin and my clothes, so he only reversed time in my surface area. He also reversed the airflow around me. He was also able to see my soul so he selected my soul as the place where he speeds up time. In response to that my soul increased the speed of time for my body behind my surface area so that it could survive having a faster speed and a slow mo time perception. My body now had a basal metabolism that was way higher than previously. And also I couldnât breathe, or rather, breathing in reverse, losing oxygen, even though breathing may seem like it is time symmetric. He could do this because he could see the infrared absorption bands of the different molecules in the air. His plan was to make me so tired that I pass out, at which point he would release the time warp. So I asked my dog for help. I placed its soul in front of mine so that it would shield me. It didnât have a body anymore, and since the age of a soul is supposed to be the same as its body, experiencing time faster wouldnât have any effect on my dog, even if it lasted forever. I started to perceived the time to move faster again. I moved towards sensei and my arms moved away from each other, my arms entered between his arms. He had a requirement of not moving but his arms still moved, at first they bended like wood, and then they got broken between the elbow and the shoulders. We fell to the ground as the time warp got released. He said âNot bad, kid.â He started to regenerate his broken arms by reversing time inside them, but then he saw the company police arriving, so he jumped away. They decided to report the events to their superiors differently than what happened, they would say it was sensei who killed those 2 kids, and they wouldnât say anything about what sensei told about me in return for me to not saying that the compression chamber was stolen on their watch. The company decided to promote my team since we had won a boss battle. We went to an underground place. The other teams here had 2 to 4 members so I though it was a nice thing that we were promoted early. Assuming there was less danger now. My team was happy to be promoted but untrusting of me. And then the end credits played. The theme song was similar to ăăŁăăă between 0:07 and 0:16 but it had more drums. And then I woke up.
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