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    Dreamlog

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    Purpose
    Dreams, notes, and other experiments to assist in achieving high-quality lucid dreams on a regular basis.

    Terms
    Reality Check (RC): Action used to evaluate if one is dreaming. Common methods include plugging the nose and testing whether it can be breathed through, as well as inspecting one's hands for irregularities compared to waking reality.

    Memory Lapse (...): Where memory ends for a given stream of consciousness. For example, going to sleep in a dream and waking up in the dream later with no recollection of the sleep.

    Dream Initiated Lucid Dream (DILD): Lucid dreaming type that originates from the dreamer regaining awareness from within a dream.

    Wake Initiated Lucid Dream (WILD): Lucid dreaming type that originates from the dreamer maintaining awareness from waking near-directly into a dream.

    Wake Back To Bed (WBTB): Sleep cycle interruption technique used to achieve lucid dreams.

    Legend
    Blue: Denotes regular non-lucid dream recall.

    Purple: Denotes lucid dream recall (formerly Orange).
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    1. *LUCID* Night of Friday 4/4/25

      by , 04-05-2025 at 08:01 PM (Dreamlog)
      Sleep:1:00AM to 11:32AM (10hr32m)
      Detail: 687 words.

      Pre-WBTB

      No recall.

      Post-WBTB

      The Night City:
      I'm laying on a couch in a living room that doesn't resemble any place I can recall strongly.
      My sister shows up with a puppy, and there are a couple kids running around to play with it.
      Later I'm up, and there is a bug that one of the little kids is trying to catch. She has a bag of insects that seem content to hang out in the bag.
      ...
      I'm at a large open field, with a stone wall in front of me. The scene feels a bit distant, like it is zoomed out a little.
      I try to imagine grabbing onto the rock with my hands and I can feel the rock. It strikes me that this feels like a lucid dream transition (like a WILD) but that couldn't be.
      I decide to do a nose-check anyway and I can breathe.

      This is, in fact, a dream.
      I continue to climb the rock, not realizing that this is an excellent dream stabilizing exercise.
      When I get to the top, I "take off the VR goggles" and the world gets a bit clearer.
      I try to remember the pre-flight check plan, but I can't recall specifics of what I'm supposed to do.
      I just say "I'm theshirecat, and this is a dream!".
      ...
      I'm lucid again in a city at night. There is an outdoor festival happening, with food and people at a bar.
      I remember that I wanted to listen to the "people chatter" and see if it is nonsense like a video I had seen told me it would be.
      I decide to focus on that after I'm done talking to a couple of DCs.
      "Can you make a melody for me?" I ask one of them.
      The DC has a long oval face with short hair, and has a friend nearby on another stool.
      He seems confused so I ask again.
      "Like, if I sing, keep it going."
      I sing a short 4 note tune.
      He joins in at the end, with what seems like a couple random notes. That's OK, he tried.
      I leave the festival area and spy a large skyscraper, the tallest along the dark sky.
      There are lights all over the place and it is beautiful.
      "That one, I'm going to fly to that one."
      I kick off the ground superman-style and start zooming towards it.
      It doesn't get closer to me as fast as I expected, it must be very far away.
      "Faster. Faster!"
      I get modest increases in speed when I ask for it, but pointing my fists behind me gives a good boost.
      There are some electrical lines in my path, and I find dodging past them a challenge.
      I start to point my fists to adjust my trajectory to dodge them, and I succeed.
      I get above the tall building, and notice a pink portal in the center of it.
      I decide I'm going to fall directly into it from the air.
      I position myself, and do so.
      ...
      I'm in a sort of "in-between". Almost like a healing pod from Dragonball Z, and a living room is on the other side.
      It feels like my lucidity is hanging by a thread, that on the other side of the pod would be losing it.
      I try to keep my thoughts together, but I slip.
      ...
      I gain lucidity again in a small room. There are about 8-10 people being forced into an elevator. Hermione from Harry Potter is among them.
      Something is terrible about this, but I follow them into the elevator.
      The door closes behind us, and all is panic, but then I remember I can do whatever I want.
      I smash the elevator door, and shove it aside. Beyond it, there is elevator-like room.
      The people cheer for me breaking it, despite it not really helping the situation.
      Activities occur with Hermione.

      ...
      I've lost lucidity and I'm with my friend J in a jeep. We're going to go fishing for dinner.
      There is a small pond that makes it easy to catch fish. I feel very prepared for this trip, comparing it to another time where I hadn't been.

      Updated 04-06-2025 at 07:23 PM by 99808

      Categories
      lucid
    2. Night of Wednesday 11/1/23

      by , 11-03-2023 at 09:43 PM (Dreamlog)
      Went to bed around 1:00AM.

      Pizza Games:
      I'm in a small, cramped space. It reminds me of Harry Potter's cupboard under the stairs.
      It's messy with wrappers and junk. Dusty too.
      I'm playing an online game with my brother on a gaming system plugged into a TV at an edge wall.
      The outcome of the game will impact whether a pizza box near me will be thrown onto the floor.
      My brother comes close to succeeding, but the pizza box does not come down.


      Recorded at ???.

      72 words for the night.

      Updated 11-10-2023 at 06:06 PM by 99808

      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Night of Wednesday 10/4/23

      by , 10-05-2023 at 05:35 PM (Dreamlog)
      Went to bed around 11:30.

      The Hallway Theater
      I'm at my highschool between the P building and S building. It's snowing outside.
      I'm running late to English class. I'm concerned that I will be reprimanded for reading Harry Potter for my assignment because I have already read it.
      I reason that the choice is valid because my perspective will be different. I've gone through a lot of growth since the last time I've read it, political stance and puberty among those changes.
      ...
      I'm in an upstairs hallway that resembles S building, but it is much more narrow.
      Still running late to class.
      Hilary Clinton, wearing a blue suit, is power-walking behind me.
      I slow down and let her pass by, wanting to avoid an interaction.
      This tactic succeeds and I reach a dark section of the hallway.
      There are three rows of seats, split into two sections.
      It's some kind of Hallway Theater.
      My classmates are there so I sit down at the left section near the back.
      My friend D and a girl run by and I hear them say something indicating they are running late.
      "Ya'll need to get it together!" I say as they speed by.
      I get some laughs from the class for this.
      "Those are my best friends," I tell them, wanting to show I wasn't bullying random people.
      A couple people I was friends with in highschool (underclassmen from my senior year combination rackets class) S and possibly J, look back at me.
      I'm concerned that they are upset because I specified others as my 'best' friends, but they appear content.
      ...
      We're still in the Hallway Theater, but now there are VR headsets hanging from the ceiling.
      Classmates are putting them on so I do the same.
      There is a floating UI option for lives, and I set it to zero. It applies to the entire class.
      A pong game begins within a shared AR space, and somebody gets scored on.
      That person dies.
      Fear spreads and everyone starts taking the headsets off.
      Not wanting to allow anyone else to be killed by game, one person is ordered to keep playing so that nobody else gets scored on.
      ...
      Kris, Suzie, and Ralsei from Deltarune are in a VR-generated forest environment.
      The trees are massive and reach to the heavens.
      I'm playing this game as Kris. I think D and the girl may have been the other two.
      We are exploring as a team, and trying to eliminate other players.
      I set up an ambush and direct my team to sneak nearby.
      I creep my neck past a branch we are standing on and see two tanks.
      The tanks are the opposing players' avatars.
      I spring into action, and appropriate battle music plays.
      I transform into a woman in a military uniform wearing a beret and open fire on the tanks.

      Recorded around 8:30AM on waking.
    4. Night of Friday 9/29/23

      by , 10-01-2023 at 11:49 PM (Dreamlog)
      Went to bed at ???

      Purgatory Island
      I'm on an island in a Harry Potter game.
      Lots of grey colors. Feels isolated and alone.
      3rd person view. Playing as a man in a bowler hat.
      Like Wayne from Mistborn.
      There is a water-logged cave up ahead.

      Recalled from early morning.
    5. Night of Tuesday 6/6/23 (Comp Night 6)

      by , 06-07-2023 at 06:37 PM (Dreamlog)
      Pre-WBTB (Targeting End of Sleep Cycle 4)

      Hermione's Date
      Hermione Granger has a date with an ugly guy. She has her Yule Ball dress on, the scene matches from the movie.
      I'm familiar with the ugly guy since I had heard about him online.
      They are having a light argument about something, but I can't hear them.
      Later I'm in a Taco Ball parking lot near my regular gym. I'm checking "Hermione at Yule Ball" off of a checklist app on my phone.


      The End of the World
      I'm in my gym's parking lot standing near a desk setup outside. I'm working on some type of model generation software.
      I can roughly draw with my hands in mid-air, and a smoothed-out shape snaps into view in 3D in front of me.
      I'm working on a dress for a female model.
      The female model is off-kilter with a projected x-y-z coordinate axis.
      I'm trying to move the dress on the model so it snaps into place, but the image is translated off some value.
      There is somebody else next to me. Might have been a coworker from WL.
      A female AI-person approaches me.
      She's visibly spooked, and needs to tell me something.
      She doesn't trust the other person, so she goes to write it down.
      Her handwriting is bad but I can read it.
      She's telling me about the end of the world.
      About how the world starts and ends in cycles with a calamity.
      And it is about to happen again.


      Hand-Eye Coordination
      B from work is telling me a story about how he entered the military at a young age.
      He says he ended up here in engineering because he had bad hand-eye coordination.
      He gestures to a ledge high above that isn't normally there and tells me that he once accidently hit it with a machine gun.
      He's talking to a group of older cohorts who remember those older days.
      B makes a joke to a 3D animation modeling person that the ledge should probably have been addressed by this many years.
      I tell B that my hand-eye coordination is very good, but I am still here anyway.


      Post-WBTB (Targeting End of Sleep Cycle 5)

      High School Well-Being
      I'm back in highschool, but I'm with Max from Stranger Things and H from a band-group I formed a few years back.
      I brush by Max with my backpack and accidently hurt her nose. I apologize profusely for hurting her.
      She reacts by giving us a lecture about how H and I are too concerned for her well-being and she can handle herself.
      I see some other people that look like jocks. I think about how they will probably go into marketing or sales someday.

      Updated 06-07-2023 at 07:35 PM by 99808

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    6. Night of Saturday 3/11/23

      by , 03-12-2023 at 06:51 PM (Dreamlog)
      Pre-WBTB

      Dream Fragment
      I'm back at J's playing board games. We're playing a tabletop RPG and my character's background is similar to Harry Potter's.

      Car Coyotes
      I'm driving down Joy road back at my hometown. There is a huge traffic jam, cars lined up, with police lights blaring in the distance. Not sure why. Maybe a crash? There's a barricade up further and, through the way the lines of cars have aligned, I can't help but driving directly to the barricade. I'm wondering what this is about when two coyotes start jumping and snarling up toward my window. I have my windows down about halfway because of my A/C problems, so the coyotes are just barely out of biting range. The police up ahead pay me no attention. I notice I have passengers. One small coyote manages to squeeze through the window crack and enter the car. My body has frozen up, so I can't react to the coyote or try to close the window so more don't get in. More get in. I start to worry about rabies. The other passengers are trying to get the coyotes out, but they are small and hard to track.

      Post-WBTB

      Dogfight in the City
      I'm in a space dogfight in the city. My brother and I are on the same team. We are flying Arwings from the Starfox series. Sky is purple and dark. Might have been some green lightning. Epic type of scene. I need to fly into the repair bay to get fixed up after finishing the battle. Maybe it was the Great Fox. When I get in, I get radioed that the enemy has another sneak attack and they need me. They tell me I need to get into a different Arwing. I find one and start to takeoff. My view changes to 3rd person and now I'm flying the Millennium Falcon. Next thing I know the combat is completed and I'm chilling with my team in the foyer area of the main ship. I'm searching the fridge for some food. There is a couch opposite the fridge, and some friends are noting that they may have messed up where things are in there. While scrolling through the futuristic interface to get food, I see some raunchy art photos. I don't say anything and just scroll past them. I eventually move some shelves around and find some cheese stick and pretzel snacks.



      Image generated with Nightcafe AI.

      Updated 03-15-2023 at 04:10 AM by 99808

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. The Dragon of Time (Sunday Night)

      by , 03-06-2023 at 06:26 PM (Dreamlog)
      A vortex howls in the gray sky above. I'm standing on the ruins of a neighborhood. Behind the vortex is a dragon the size of a mountain. He is the time dragon. I'm running to a house nearby where I need to find a gold-plated book called the Domini. The dragon claims that change isn't real, and that all will return to the way it was. He is loud and commanding, like a god. I think about how a Pizza Hut building on my street had changed. The dragon doesn't like that, and comes closer to me. I'm transformed into a tiny dragon, and I'm now in a side-scroller type game. I had an abilities menu on the left side of the screen. I had a dash move. The vortex from before was on the right side of the screen, pulling me to it. I resisted. I used the charge ability to push back to the left but it isn't enough. I'm consumed by the vortex.

      I'm searching around a house that has two floors, vaguely resembling The Burrow from Harry Potter. The dragon tells me to find the Domini book. While searching I find a work-from-home math booklet. I have been dreading working on. It has thin-paper, and sub-booklets for at-home exams. I also notice a letter from my GF about bills.

      Updated 03-08-2023 at 06:09 PM by 99808

      Categories
      non-lucid