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Rock Wall (NLD) 07.17.2023

I am currently between jobs IWL but in the dream I have a job that required a lot of communting. After work me and some friends from the job car pool to a convention in full cosplay. I think we chose a theme of Star Wars and I am Darth Maul. At the convention we get to have some fun mock lightsaber fights. It is time to get in line for some event but to get in line you have to climb a rock climbing wall without a harness. My friends ditch me and one of them even makes fun of me saying I will never make it. I feel like he reminds me of a couple of my ex friends combined into one person I no longer like them very much. When I make it near the top of the rock wall the hand holds become very parilous and I look down wondering how hurt I would be from the fall. It is very far. A few people in cosplay at the top try to help me up and when I am locking hands with them I wake up.


Fight Pits (NLD) 07.17.2023

When I fall back asleep the dream continues but it is changed. Now instead of cosplaying at a convention I am am playing a computer game where I am playing a kobold character. The friends from before are now a clan I was in that betrayed me. There is a big gladiator PVP minigame I am joining. It is a lot like Runescape and I know my chances of winning are really slim. I have a oak long bow with iron arrows and a bronze scimitar. My armor is leather. I tell a much higher level wizard that my friends abandoned me and he says he will look out for me durring the fight.

It is time for the game to start and the coloseum gates open. Everyone runs in and starts fighting eachother. I use my long bow to widdle people down and somehow get the last hit on some people! Finally there is only one other player left and I am out of arrows. It is a woman with mithril armor on. She says she is impressed I made it that far and raises my hand saying "And in second place!" The crowd is very happy. Then she finishes me off. lol

1. The Dream Journal (LD) [Summer 2023 TotS: Basic i & ii ; Advanced i]
I'm in a side room in a dimly lit building at night. It's near the end of the corridor, yet there is still a room on the edge. I make my way into the room by the bed and get the feeling that something is off. I glance at my hands in the dim light and it seems like I have six fingers. I go for a nose-plug, breathe right through, and say "Yes!" as I become lucid. I want to get my adventure started and decide to phase through the window. I glide through the window set against the far wall of the dimly lit room and out into a setting with a stone walkway roughly twenty meters wide with hexagonal stones. There are square black metal tables with tall lantern-style lights coming up from them, and the entire area resembles the outside of a cafe. I want the dream to be more vivid, so I begin shouting "Clarity now!...Increase clarity now!" several times. The dream becomes very vivid and stable and I'm really happy with how well it works. I make my way around the side of the cafe come around the corner and notice many five to six story buildings in the early morning hours. As I make my way between buildings, down a central walkway, several pairs of DCs are approaching my direction. I decide not to fly and simply to walk slowly as I want to take in the surroundings and see if the slow movement will aid with dream stability as I reflect that the onset of flying sometimes destabilizes my lucids. I slowly walk further down alongside a five story building appreciating the stability and begin thinking of dream goals. I think of a persistent realm for a moment, but ignore this as I decide it would be perfect to begin working on the tasks of the season. I consider going for the dream journal record first, but also consider going for an easier goal to start. I turn around, realizing that I need to find an indoor area with written records. I glide down the walkway and notice that the building to my left is filled entirely with white gym equipment. The windows are five foot and rectangular with curved edges. I progress to the next section, and there is even more gym equipment in this area. I rationalize that it would be tough to find written records in this area, and that it's possible that the gym extends to the second level. I make my way even further as the building wraps around to the right via an overhead walkway. I glide up and enter around the second or third story by phasing though the wall. I'm in a dimly lit area of sorts with a dark wooden decor. Stairs lead up to a half-story level. I notice two DCs standing at the top of the stairway - they're younger versions of JP and J. I think this would be a perfect opportunity to go for a basic task of the season. I ask JP "What's going to happen tomorrow" he responds "No" or "Don't know". I ask again and he responds "I don't know". I explain that I really need to know for the Dreamviews task of the season and he responds "JP is gonna kick you out of school - that's what's gonna happen" in a comical way. I find it funny since I'm clearly not in school. I decide to begin working on the next task of the season. I know that I'll need to find an area with written records I make my way further into the room and find a section that resembles an office with many desks positioned throughout. I begin glancing over all of the desks which are strewn with envelopes of various sizes and colors, none of which would suffice for a dream journal. I go to the next desk to my left, still finding nothing, then to a third. On the third desk to my left, I find a small, light orange colored notebook with a square, opaque section on the front, possibly for a a title or for something to be slipped in. I begin flipping though the pages to find a legible section. I read a word after flipping a few pages, and it appears to a a poriton of the word 'iguana' - I decide this won't count. I continue flipping and on roughly the sixth page I find a section beginning with the scribble, that eventually transitions to "Thank you... Tokyo 1954... toy". It appears to be a a dream journal entry about buying a toy in Tokyo in the past and a DC saying thank you for it. I'm happy that I knocked out another task and get excited for the next! I leave the office area and glide down to the lower level while thinking of going for the advanced task of stopping yourself from being born. My mind begins reeling about how the heck to accomplish that. Do I go back in time, find my parents, and stop them from doing it? lol. I decide to simply go for an easier task of building an improvised weapon and wonder how I'll do it. I come around a corner on the bottom level, turning ot the left and notice a large dark blue and purple stuffed alligator, roughly six to seven feet long, face down in a large bin the wall. Next to it is a long black vacuum cleaner shaft. I decide I can build a makeshift weapon out of the vacuum cleaner thinking back to the spear example on Dreamviews. I pull it out, find a black lever on the left side with a white line marking. I decide that flicking the lever will reverse the air flow and do so. The airflow is now strongly reversed outward. I continue down the walkway with the powerful blower and into an area that resembles and under-construction parking garage on the lower level, with a gravel/dirt ground along with many uneven patches. I see a DC in the distance and decide that I can use the blower to launch rocks at high speed. I grab a rock off the ground and shoot it at the DC asking him if this would count as a catapult for the Dreamviews competition. He responds that of course it would count as it's launching projectiles. I satisfied with this, and continue looking for rocks, I find a yellow colored rock and reflect that it looks like a sunstone of sorts. I see two guards/officers approaching in order to see what we're up to and stop us. I decide to mess with them and play dumb as they approach the DC I was interacting with. I simply float up and say "Duuuuuuuh" and they look at me confused. I laugh, then turn around and fly away, without them doing anything. I approach the edge of the campus area and several DCs are walking on a walkway on the outskirts. Their is a large grassy area on the periphery which leads down into a forest area. I wonder if this could be a persistent realm I could return to as it's very beautiful. I turn around and continue to to consider the advanced task and how I'll manage it. I look at the buildings raising roughly eight stories with light tan concrete and wonder where I should enter. I loop around more and notice a second building to the left. I fly closer and notice many rows of manikins in the windows. I contiue to approach the building on the right, flying slowly toward roughly the fifth level. I fly for quite a bit considering what to do upon entry, taking in all of the details of the manikinss' faces and the dream begins fading.


2. The Rooftop (LD)
*Semi-lucid transitioning to low lucidity at end
I'm in an area which resembles a dorm-room and it's around lunchtime. I notice that I forgot my lunch and begin searching for a lunch bag. I find a black one, yet there's not much in it, only two small sandwiches and a small bag of pretzels. I decide I can find something to eat and tell myself "This is a dream" and simply fly through the wall. I fly to the balcony on the back of the building and begin thinking of how I should have practiced lucid dreaming more in college as I look at my reflection in the window. My lucidity begins to rise a bit and I get the impression that I'm in a dream. I notice two DCs and decide to phase through the window and begin talking to them. I get off of the green colored balcony, phase through the window, and begin asking the nearest female DC where she is headed. I then wake up.

I am in a foreign country, I think Iceland. I know a young woman and she is showing me around. We visit several places and she finally says that she wants to take me to some type of magical place and warns that trolls and spirits may be there. We go to an underground set of rooms, very junky and dilapidated. (Quasi-lucid at this point). As we wander around, I look for any magical event or creature. We are standing at a closed door and as I push it open, I call out to Odin, Thor, Freyr, Tyr and Heimdall. As we are exploring the rooms the woman's little sister is holding my hand, sometimes I carry her. She is very close to me. The scene scrambles and I am walking through restaurants and shops. I seem to know it's time to leave and as I walk out the little sister is in front of me. I want to make certain that she gets home safely, and I bend over to pick her up, she puts her arms around my neck, and I carry her outside, as I speak to her. Outside I find she has turned into a large fuzzy cat, that jumps from my arms and walks away.

+ In a large auditorium [major DS! DS! DS!] with people sitting in the 2nd level left wing, the auditorium below is filled with computer circuit boards instead of people in the seats, the people have a board too and a piece of it drops down below and I think "uh oh."
In the back upper right balcony, I'm thinking that I'm secretly writing upgrades to the system, I'm the original author of the code. Nobody knows I'm doing this. But someone (a woman?) is analyzing all the updates that I'm publishing, and I think that if they compare the style of the original code to the style of the updates, that they'll figure out that it's me writing/publishing the updates.

+ [f] outside, flying a drone to space(?)

+[f] outside, daylight, city sidewalks, walk past a street musician.

+ [ultra vivid] outside, daylight, looking up at the sky [DS], it is a blue sky filled with light dispersed thin clouds. I'm staring at the clouds, appreciating them. They are extremely clear and in sharp focus. I notice that the clouds and the patterns in them look like bootprints in fresh powdered snow. I say this to the people around me. I keep looking up at the clouds in the sky and they're not changing, and keep looking like bootprints in snow. Then I see stars, which are small dots/circles with rings around them that are rhythmically expanding outwards (like the ripples that extend out from a drop of water falling in to a pool). [DS! DS! strange stars that are animated, moving/flashing]

+ lecture hall / prof
I'm entering an auditorium-style lecture hall [DS! DS! DS!] from the left side (facing stage), young students are there ahead of me, already taking their preferred seats, one guy is lounging, lying back on a raised area with his feet up in front of him, I think if I don't hurry then all the good spots will be taken. I'm moving along a row of seats of the central section and I want to get to the far edge and go down a row and then sit, but 3-4 guys sit right at the last seats on the right of the row blocking my way [DS! blocked path], I manage to go around them and move down a row, sit down, and it turns out I'm in the front row. The prof is a MILF type who at one point turns around and sits right down in my lap. I think about goosing her. I think maybe she would be a "good time" [MEO 7/11/23].
(vague: there is a pasty cart of food items there on stage? People are eating them?). The prof offers that I should get up in front of the class and read a section of the day's studies, but I don't want to because I say "when I read things out loud I tend to remember them poorly".

+ outside, city, alley/small street, daylight, group of people is there, and then end up pouring out large amount of thick white paint directly on to the street. The street is slightly inclined leading down to me and I see the flow of think paint slowly making its way towards me. There are storm drains there and the paint is approaching it, the group is people who are ecologically aware, and we all realize that this is bad because the paint getting into the storm drain system will be bad for the environment. But it's too late to stop it.

+ on street near bus stop outside CH on FL, there are 3 large buses there, all turning to head in the usual route down FL. They are pure white, made of metal. I'm speaking to (unspecified people), saying "Yes I remember the original buses, their exterior color design, and the internal design" and I'm holding an image of how they looked back in my childhood in my mind, the green/blue colors, and the foam on the seats inside.

+ Walking in to a walk-in closet in side (my?) home, I see that the two maple chairs (from grandparents) are both there, because I know my wife L does not want them in the house. I turn towards the left and there is a path that leads forwards, turns a 90 degree corner to the right that is a square "U" turn, and I see on the ground that there is a toy city-scape and roadway made by my young son S2, and I'm careful not to step on it. As I maneuver forwards around the "U" turn to the right I see another toy city scape there once I've turned around and facing the other way.

early dreams, short

+ outdoors, twilight/dark [DS] I'm in a high place, a large hill, jumping/gliding down to lower levels [DS] the paths/streets/ follow the contours of the hill so I'm jumping across them as I go, there are trees and metal fences/shingles that I'm jumping/sliding along as I go down.

+ I'm standing outside a home (mine?), looking at a sliding glass door [DS], the latching mechanism is broken so I'm unable to get it to close properly [DS]. Some dangerous/threatening guy comes by.

+ MEO (CH b/r) (2023-07-13)

+ MEO + sitting in car and taking selfies when a call comes in, and I have trouble answering it. It's some scam that begins with a woman saying "You may have already won a brand new car!" I don't understand at first what she's saying, then she goes in to the sales pitch, and if they don't do absolutely everything right, the car is mine, for free! I don't fall for it, but then I hear that there's another guy on the line, a sucker who's falling for it, and who says "Yeah, I'll take it!"

just before waking up:

+ Observing a group of people outside, a young wife of a man (who has a harem?) says "don't you <something> me!? and stomps off, angry

I'm sitting on a couch in my grandmother's old house. Next to me is a boy I feel a faint familiarity towards, and at least a dozen cats. There are cats everywhere, and they can talk. The boy is talking at me and I acknowledge what he's saying with nods and gestures, but I don't engage in conversation, I'm more focused on this house full of talking cats. Their ability to harness the English language is normal to me. There is one cat in particular im talking to, and she's telling me that my grandmother had left all of them here and that they were starving. It's been years since my grandmother had lived there, so I feel incredibly guilty. I ask the cat why they didn't just leave, but I forget what she said in response.

I start walking to the cats' food bowl and a mastiff-looking dog appears from behind me, who can also talk. I fill up both the dogs and the cats food bowls and sit back on the couch with the boy. As I look out the window into the backyard, I see the shadow of a man walking along the hedges. Everyone in the house quietens. The cats seem to know what this is, but I don't. Then, a small jack russell appears from around the corner of the house where the man seems to be standing, and starts sniffing along the hedgeline. Strapped to the jack russell is a backpack seemingly loaded with gadgets, similar to a crude bomb in appearance.

Seeing this, a deep primal fear is now seated within me. I shakily ask the cat who the two are, and then I woke up.

+ I'm standing outside in daylight near the sidewalk near my home with my mom. I know that my instrument case and my sister's instrument case are both just left standing here outside, and I'm concerned they'll be stolen. I want to at least move them into the garage so they'll be inside, but I don't have access [DS, my path is blocked] because there is an electrician working at a large outdoor electrical panel right there near my property, and as I look at him I see bright sparks shooting out from the work he's doing.

+ Standing next to a car with people preparing to carpool to the orchestra rehearsal. There is the old guy from the NVS there (violinist). They're talking about loading up to go, but I'm quite unsure whether I want to go at all. We open the trunk of the car and we can store the instruments there so there's enough room to sit inside the car for all of us.

+ I'm playing in a concert, and I find my [mouthpiece] is broken! I inspect it and see one of the wires has slipped far out of position. Then I'm playing, doodling around and scales, I try for a low-Bflat but I can't get it to come out. I'm looking for a suitable cup in which to soak it, but I need something that can handle hot/warm water, and all the cups I see on tables in the rooms I'm moving through are all paper cups, they won't work. I encounter a door and open it and find a bunch of young guys (my old Boy Scout friends?) having some sort of gay sex party, they're trying to hide it but I see that they don't have pants on. I leave and close the door and I hear that they are continuing their activities.

+ in a gym, there is a really intense big guy doing arm lifts at really high speed, we collide lightly as he steps back into me but he ignores it and keeps doing his arm raises at high speed. I'm also doing arm lifts, but at normal speed, and I'm getting tired pretty quickly. I'm holding a small plate (not a dumbbell) in each hand. I'm amazed that that really athletic guy has been going at such high speed for so long without getting tired.
I see my son S1 there, he's with friends and they're doing bench presses. They all have really thin, scrawny arms, but they're still young I know they'll fill out and build muscle in time. Son S1 is explaining a "double-plate" to somebody, it looks like a double bicycle tire innertube inflated in two sections with a lower central "channel" in between the two halves. It is 18 (pounds?), because each half is 9, so it's 9+9

+ [long, vivid] I am standing outside a huge racquetball court, very tall, with large glass back wall, I notice the floor is very rough/uneven, I think that would make it hard to play. I also think the acoustics would be amazing in there so I enter and start to sing a section from "Sometimes When We Touch" (the final refrain, where he goes up high for "subsides....")


(forward to timestamp 3:20 for the part how like I sang it, DV doesn't preserve the timestamp on the video link apparently)

and when I sing that final high "SUBSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDES!" I really nail the high note, and the (women?) I'm with are murmuring their appreciation of my singing skills.

... scene transitions into an office, I'm walking down a hallway in a sea of cubes (there is a taller wall section up ahead) but I continue to explain "yes, I have a good musical ear".
Then I'm standing just outside "my" cube. A young black girl coworker is there and my company N manager ShCly. The girl gives me a very colorful blouse of hers to keep for her, I'm joke that "it's really going to give my cube color!" she's a bit embarassed by that but I tell her it's OK. I notice that my cube is REALLY small, I tell them both that, say that "man cubes are really getting small these days!" I look at it and there's barely enough room to turn around. I think with my manager standing right there I should act like a good mentor so I say "hey it's been a while, we should get together and talk, or go for lunch," and the girl mentions "yeah, I miss you." I think that I don't miss her, because whenever she's around, she really pesters me with tons of questions.

A bit outside my cube, somebody turns over a terrarium full of red and pink snakes, and pours them all out on to the ground. Somebody's "pet" thing is there, and it is like a horror beast made up of a mixture of ribs and fingers, like a living human ribcage but slightly smaller size about twice as long as human fingers. It is tan/brown colored, covered in a sort of onion skin like material. The thing jumps at me and locks its "fingers" around my left arm, and I'm alarmed by this and trying to pry it off of me. I'm telling to the owner (a man coworker) to take control of this thing. There seems to be a second copy of it running around and latching on to me. I'm screaming for the guy to take them under control, I pry it off of me eventually (they hold on REALLY hard), and I notice the owner is rolling his eyes to the sky, he can't believe my "extreme" reaction to his beast(s).

I want to get out of the room I'm in (and move in to the next room, which is a kitchen?), and a staff member goes through a normal sized service door, then opens a tiny little short door for me to go through. I think that's ridiculous so I just move through the service door even though I know I'm "not supposed to." I'm standing near a counter where a glass or two remain of the set of cocktails that my former coworker GrSndrs made, there is a machine to the left that he used to make them. It looks really good, like a Long Island Ice tea, colored red/orange/brownish. I'd like to drink it, but I know that I'm driving and so I can't.

Then I'm outside watching GS and some other really huge fat guy standing out on a high hill (a few feet away from me) and the big fat guy let's out a huge yell: "FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

first waking: no recall, take 4mg galantamine and 300mg Alpha GPC (my once a week "lucid party", trying out different timings to see if it counteracts the insomnia effect).

2nd waking:
remembered having lots of dreams, details have faded, jotted just keyword notes. Seems the galantamine did it's thing, and I didn't have trouble falling asleep. Dreams more vivid for this time of night I think, but a lot of content and a lot of the details faded.

Many are short, on the verge of fragments

+ Climb up on a ledge, I'm trying to work my way into a building, and I get stuck/stranded there. There are various doors leading in to the building accessible from the ledge but they all open on to concrete/solid walls, so there's no way in.

+ I'm running with/from a pack of kids. I think I'd be able to run much faster if I had sneakers on instead of running with bare feet.

+ Waiting with a group of people at a parking garage, then the door opens

+ driving in a city, spread out open strip-mall type of place, I can't quite see if the traffic lights are red or green but I drive anyway, I see across the street from an intersection a grouping of fast food restaurants, including [I think] the classic old "Doggy Diner" dog sign:

I think there is a lot of tasty fast food there an I anticipate buying and eating it, including the deep fried tacos [From Jack In The Box, but I didn't remember this name in the dream]

+ standing at a kiosk outside on a city urban sidewalk (there are some people around me watching). I'm flipping through an electronic menu, looking at all the pictures of fancy/weird burgers. I try to pay for my order and there is some problem with the system, it wants me to pay a huge sum of money that incorporates a number of previously unpaid orders. I write on the kiosk "do not use" and leave.

+[f] trying to move past some truck (in an underpass?) but it is too wide and is blocking my path [DS, blocked path/can't move forwards]

last waking:
+[f] something about my former MIL Z and some (telephone pole?) wires

+ flying around in an F35 fighter jet. Take off from a runway, wonder if it's long enough, it is, then I'm spinning around, doing steep rolls, and fly upside down, then I head towards the ground and pull up just in time.

This was my last dream of the night. A couple dream characters and I were fleeing from an evil therapist, stuck on a dead-end bridge and staring into the void. I turned around and faced one of them, a man with tan skin and bright green eyes, holding my hands up.

"It's okay guys, no need to worry, I'll just make a wormhole," I assured them. "Then we can fly through it and we'll be safe."

They voiced their doubts, but I shut them down. Suddenly a thought popped into my head: Wait a minute, the last time I flew was in a dream... doesn't that mean this is also a dream? I almost performed a reality check but stopped myself. The dream was so vivid and I was enjoying the plot. (I had managed to do a DEID from the previous dream after being disappointed over how short it was. I didn't want to risk lucidity destabilizing anything, even if it was due to my own schema.) So I deliberately tried to suppress that awareness.

It mostly worked, but then I remembered the TotS task to find your own forgotten DJ entries and wanted to try it. As I unfolded the wormhole (it was like a collapsible tunnel) I imagined it leading to my WL dream journal. Unfortunately, while flying through I fell into the void and completely lost lucidity.

I guess I'll add it to my LD count since it's enough to count as semi-lucid, but ugh, what a wasted opportunity. The dream lasted for quite a while afterward.

I continue to make my way from the back room. I have all of the artifacts on me that I organized as well as some additional hunting gear. I make my way to the main atrium of a large building, with many side rooms leading to areas with animal exhibits, similar to in a zoo. As I reach the center of the atrium, I suddenly realize I'm in a dream. I consider what to do, but first want to explore the area a bit a and make my way outside. I continue to my left, into a side room. I leave the main atrium through an open walkway and enter a long room with several windows on the outermost section of the building. The wall is filled with booth seating, and several families are in the booths. I look to the booth in front of me and to the left and notice a family of three - there appears to be a a father, a young mother and a very young daughter. I decide to leave this area by simply phasing though the wall to the outside. I'm suddenly hovering over a lush area with quite a bit of foliage, a walkway just ahead of me running longitudinally, as well as a very dark brown lodge style building behind an area of brush. The brush is several feet high and has a reddish hue to it. I however in the air and consider what to do. I think back to heading to a persistent realm that I imagined: Azura. I ignore this goal for now as I still have my hunting gear and artifacts from my previous dream and simply want to have fun and roll with my equipment. I imagine that I'm hunting for a large bear and that it'll be in the foliage. I keep the imagination running, yet don't find one at first. I search for a short while longer and see the wisps resembling the outline of a bear. I grab for a bow behind my back and imagine shooting the bear with an arrow. It is not very vivid, yet successful non-the-less. The dream begins fading a bit and I reflect that mindfulness is a key ingredient for lucid length and stability. As the dream fades I resolve to maintain awareness throughout.
--The imagery reduces to a narrow stone walkway, curving and running slightly uphill. The dream imagery persists for a minute or so, and I consider visualizing to encourage the next scene, but don't begin.--
A scene materializes immediately and I'm suddenly next to a large housing structure, which appears to have many loft style homes on each floor. I make my way off of the blacktop and onto the concrete walkway. I young man who is tall with blond hair and appears to be a groundskeeper of sorts gets my attention. I have the sudden intuition that his name is Ricky and I wonder if I'll see him again in the dreamworld. He insinuates that I owe some money for being on the property, and without giving it a second thought, I reach into my back pocket for some cash. I grab a wad of what appears to be several thousand dollars bound by a rubber-band and toss it in his direction. I turn my gaze to the roughly ten-story structure and decide to fly toward the third level. As I fly I wonder if I could create a persistent realm out of this area by simply imagining that it's a stable area as I enter. I phase through the window and enter a dimly lit area with booth style seating to the left, with roughly three separate booths. In the middle booth, two dark skinned young individuals are sitting across from each other having a conversation. I reflect that this would be a very cool home-base to return to. I see that the loft opens to an area to the right several feet further down, and I walk into this area. It is a bar-style kitchen area, with a counter running around the perimeter of a central area. The central area has a square stove of sorts with a large pot in the center. I get the impression that the large pot is used for ceremonial tea preparations of some sort and it reminds me of what would be found in a monastery. I make my way around the outside of the counter top and see a metal basket filled with bananas on the back right portion of the counter. I don't want any bananas, but think it would be good to have some energy bars. I imagine that they'll be in the cabinets above this section of the counter. I reach very high up and open the counter to find a couple rows with two different types of bars. I grab one from one of the vertically stacked rows and unwrap it. The wrapper has a slight reddish tinge and the bar is very dark. It turns out to be chocolate flavored. I begin eating it and it has a somewhat muted flavor and my mouth begins feeling very strange, like there's some sort of pressure on the gums and my mouth is very sensitive. I take a few bites and continue to chew. I feel my dream body slowly begin to vibrate and the dream begins to fade. I determine that I'm in waking reality a moment later.

[DS] = Dream Sign
[waking comments in brackets]
(clarifications in parentheses)
[f] fragment
edit: date was wrong! fixed it

first waking

+ I arrive to my favorite camping spot at UL where I stayed with the Boy Scouts many years. I see the huge mound of massive granite boulders in front of me, and I feel so happy to be here. I do a "quiet scream" voice (like screaming but low volume) of "I'M HERE, WOOHOO!!" and I choose a spot to pitch my tent and put my stuff. We all gather together and PK the usual choral master leads a rousing chorus of "Hail to California" [DS! DS! DS! Both singing, and this song in particular]. I'm paying careful attention to my intonation, and sort of unusual [for dreams], it seems I'm off key a little bit. I'm imagine singing very deep bass notes. I strive to always sing harmony most of the time instead of the main tune. And I go for a super high soprano note for the final "HAAAAAIIIILLLLL!!!!". Then the weather's turning bad, it may snow/rain, we're trying to decide to move to higher/more covered ground. I think I might be OK if I stay right where I am but I'm not entirely sure. On of the fathers (Dn Grthr?) is moving to a different spot.

+ I'm playing a defender position right in front of the goal in a game of soccer on a field. Lighting is twlilight [DS]. Don't actually see any other players, only I am there. But the balls keep being shot in by the other (invisible) players, and I'm doing a really good job of blocking them. Sometimes it's anxious as I block the shot but the ball is still lying in front of the goal and I have to try to get there first before an opposing player gets there to score a goal.

2nd waking (?)

+ I'm in a swimming pool [DS], lighting is darkish/twilight [DS]. There is a naked girl there, I get a sort of vague glimpse of her HP, and I try to position myself for a better view. Out of the pool I'm standing and there's a fully naked young woman there asking a staff member something. I'm sort of amazed at her just walking around naked, and then I think/remember that there must be a special sort of class/cult meeting today where it's required for the members to be naked, for some sort of reason. I realize that I do not have my (locker?) key, and I start looking for it. I ask a staff member, then think I'll just try the locker room. I have a feeling of doom because if I left it in there it's probably gone along with my stuff. I go in to the room and am relieved to see my key is still sitting on top of my book on a shelf.
Then I'm re-entering the locker room and it is incredibly steamy from all the showers. It is very uncomfortably humid and I hate getting dressed in humid conditions, but I guess some people like it. I sort of slip on the wet floor and lose my balance briefly and call out ("Hey!" or "Whoa!"). Then I hear some guys elsewhere in the dressing room making fun of the outburst that they just heard.

+ [f] I'm in a cafe/restaurant and there is a table of people there including an old man who are moving from an inside table to an outside table. There is a very narrow path and I'm trying to go in while they are simultaneously coming out, and I end up having to wait for all of them to go by before I can enter [DS, people in my way]

3rd waking (?)

+ [semi-lucid?] I'm on street outside CH. There is a group of people including some girls heading my way from the G's house walking towards FL street. They sort of veer to their right (my left) to avoid me I think. I feel bold [DS] and go up to a girl and interact with her:
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V tb hc gb bar tvey naq ernpu vafvqr ure oybhfr naq teno n obbo. Vg'f fbeg bs vafhofgnagvny ohg orpbzrf pyrnere jvgu n yvggyr ovg bs gvzr. V'z zbivat zl unaq nebhaq naq tvivat ure n tbbq srry. V nyfb srry ure fpengpul cvgf.
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The scene visuals fade while we're interacting but I continue to feel it for a while before transitioning/waking

final waking:

+ [f] in a room/cafe? There is a raised table/counter near me. (There are lamps on it)? [Only thing I remember is:] Looking at the counter top, I see there is a very intricate carving made into the wood. It's not just graffiti but is smooth and the "words" there are written in cursive, some of them. Someone did this on purpose.

I'm standing between the main house and the neighbor's house in The Meadow and I'm instantly lucid. I say something close to "Thank God!" as my period of non-lucidity is finally interrupted. I take in the view and the scene is very vivid. The green of the grass is very intense and the sunlight is pouring through the area by the fences. The scene looks very similar to real life. I immediately think of dream goals and what I'd like to do. I think of finding a dream guide as well as creating a persistent realm, possibly Azuria. I begin flying upward and take in the view of the houses. The speed of the flight begins picking up. It continues to go faster and becomes beyond my control at this point. I ascend above the clouds and figure that this could be where I imagine transitioning to a persistent realm. I feel my dream body vibrating and then realize I'm coming back to my waking body.

I've been aggressively dream journaling off site for a few months, at least since the conclusion of the summer competition. This has been a long-standing dream goal since long before then even, to find out what happened to Jonathan. Supposedly some years back he 'left' my dreams but he still seemed to crop up in odd ways and cause trouble so I made it a goal to track him down and confront him. I would have liked to have been much more prepared, but he appeared in this lucid dream and I seized on the opportunity.

I am watching an episode of Avatar: The last airbender. It seems to be set in the later part of season 2. Katara, Sokka and Toph are trying to find Aang who is running away from his responsibilities. They speak to this botanist guy looking in ba sing se that says he knows about ancient family secrets passed down through the generations and has selectively bred a magic flamingo that can sniff out the avatar’s spiritual energy and be used to find him. He gets a big pot and pours some water and fertilizer on it and the flamingo grows. Its small and skinny and hops around on one leg but it joins the gaang.

Slowly the dream changes from a third person passive experience to a first person active experience.

We are walking around an abandoned portion of ba sing se at night. I can see the large wall in the distance. The location feels like my old childhood neighborhood in layout but the buildings are ancient east asian fantasy styled. I see that Katara, Sokka and Toph all have bags under their eyes and they complain about not being able to sleep and having to find Aang and how they are exhausted. I try to ‘remember’ this story arc and think to myself that they end up being awake for a whole nother day.

In the sky I see two moons, it doesn’t look like anything off Woue. Just two whitish cratery moons, but I recognize this as a dream sign and become properly and fully lucid. I think to myself its the real world earth moon and the avatar world's moon and that's why I see two.

Then Mai, Azula and Ty Lee appear. The flamingo hides behind katara who is taking a leading role here and Azula says she is going to use it to find the avatar and capture him. Azula winds up, charging into battle shooting out big blasts of blue fire. I think to activate my shields and it works. The barrier seems to be at a larger radius than normal, surrounding the other avatar characters. Hexagonal walls appear in front of the fire blasts she is shooting out.

Azula tries to run in to get inside the barrier and capture us that way. I decide I want to manipulate its properties. I move my left and and see a sort of doctor strange style circular rune in purple around my left hand. There is some magical ‘text’ that is very conventional and legible floating above the rune and made of the same sort of energy. I see a number of complicated-looking mathematical formulas with “R=3” at the bottom in a much larger font and intuitively know the barrier is 3 times the normal radius, probably why it is extending around the other friendly avatar characters. The rune around my left hand has a point on it, like a washing machine dial with three settings. Disabled, Automatic and Manual.

I switch to manual and see a sort of wireframe of the hexagonal barrier around me with one pentagonal face directly above me. I rotate the dial to manual, concentrating on the hexagonal faces right between me and azula. I then do a sort of pushing motion with my left hand and the radius increases to 12 very quickly. The barrier plates send azula flying backwards. Quickly and intuitively I turn the barrier to “disabled”, increase the radius to 16 faster than azula is flying backwards, then switch back to “manual” and she smacks against the inside of the same section. She smacks against the plate and falls to the ground.

I then bring up my right hand and create a second barrier rune. The radius defaults to 3. I switch it into manual mode. I do a motion of pulling in my left hand and pulling out my right hand. The outer barrier radius starts to drop and the inner barrier radius starts to increase. I am shown an alternate perspective of azula. She stands upright but her feet are sliding in the dirt as the outer barrier is shrinking. Her eyes go wide when she sees the inner expanding barrier coming up. She starts to charge up lightning and points it at the inner barrier. But is barely not quick enough as I am shown the barrier closing and her fingers get broken, the inner and outer barrier sandwich together with radii of 6 and 5.99 (the rune switches to show two decimal places). An explosion occurs, billowing out from between the inside and outside and she is gone.

There is a very thin black hemispherical arc of ash in the ground where the explosion was.

I turn to Mai and Ty Lee. Ty lee who was in a fighting pose, just goes “nope” and runs away. Mai sighs and annoyedly walks away.

“What kind of bending is that?” Asks Katara.

“AUGH! The cactus juice is kicking in again!” Sokka shouts. I think the scholar botanist guy gave him cactus juice.

“It’s not bending. It’s a compression barrier I made to defend my home star system, but it wasn’t working properly at such a large scale, so I’m retooling it for personal use. Because It was originally a dyson sphere its very powerful.”

The avatar characters leave and the dream scene becomes more like my home neighborhood at night. I think of a previous bad dream where Jonathan was outside my house and see him there. He seems to recognize that I am lucid and gets on a bicycle which has E.T. in the bike basket and starts to fly away into the night sky.

I ignite my fire jets and chase after him. I distinctly remember the fire jets audibly whining like jet engines. I bring up my left arm and shout “barrier one light second!” I can visibly see that the moon is starting to come closer during the chase and I can see the translucent inactive barrier reaches just far enough to partyway clip into the moon. I start to pull the radius in I point to the bicycle and say “Bad Dream Mode! Rusty chain jam!”

I see a close up shot as the bike chain becomes rusty in the space of a few seconds and then comes off the gear. The flying bike lurches and then falls back to earth. Jonathan landed badly with a visible bleeding injury on his leg. He struggles for a minute gets up and tries to run away.

I point to him. “Bad Dream Mode! Nonlucidity! Teeth fall out! Body horror! Nakedness! Awkward Social Situation!”

I see my various commands take effect. Jonathan’s body distorts with a number of large zits appearing on the righthand side of his face. I see his front teeth both fall out and his pants disappear though he is not naked. Then several dream figures spawn and a large tent is now present in the driveway of my house. It seems like a high school graduation party. A tall woman comes over and points and laughs at him. He seems to look around befuddled and panicked.

“Bad Dream Mode! Uncontrolled Car.”

Jonathan looks at me and says “what?” Then his eyes go wide and I realized he has regained lucidity and he tries to run away from me. I bring up the barrier rune again.

“Offset point on Jonathan!”

I see a wireframe of the barrier surround him as he runs into the side yard of my house and I run after him.

“Fixate point! All hexes on!” The entire barrier becomes active at once and stays where it is, no longer. I drop the radius to 0.53. The barrier shrinks around him, enough that the bottom is no longer phased into the ground and he is trapped in a floating sphere. I keep shrinking the barrier as I see him inside pushing against it. He seems to shrink his body in proportion to his head and has taken on a thoroughly inhuman gollum-like appearance. I drop the radius to 0.26 and he is now in a hovering sphere about two feet across. He thrashes around pounding on the barrier making animalistic noises. I think to myself passingly “the radius must be in meters” and recognize that the dream is ending.

“Max power! Seal all dimensional edges! Anti Teleport! Anti Phasing! Anti-Magic Tampering! Anti time travel! Permanentize! Permanentize! Permanentize!” As I give these commands, I see a list of additional things added to the rune and saying ‘seal edges’ makes the lines between each hexagonal face glow brightly and stay that way.“...Yeah. After fifteen years, I finally got you, you little bitch. How’s it feel?”

I stick a paper sign on the barrier that says ‘do not tap on glass’. And knock on one of the hexes. I note that the barrier does sound like glass when struck.

I snoozed several times as I set my alarm hours before work started.

I sit on my train to class, and a bunch of girls sit with me, giggling. I skip class and end up going to the Bahamas instead, I meet an American internet friend whom I share memes with every day as well as my friend from the Bahamas. We have a deep amd personal conversation together with a lot of laughs. we have our our photo taken together, but the guy we ask to take a pic of us Snapchats himself instead. A photographer then takes a poor quality pic of us. I then go home. My mom asks where I goes because my teacher from 3rd grade said I apparently went to "Monaco" that day, I laugh as I knew she'd say something like that, giving a speech about how I'm misunderstood by the people while cycling home, but she's too far away to hear me and stopped listening as she came across a friend and had a long conversation with them instead. My imaginary friend Elise makes a cameo and takes a photo of me as a robot part, saying "You're my little screwdriver, aren't you?" while winking at me before I wake up.