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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. Night of Monday 4/1/24 (Comp Night 4)

      by , 04-02-2024 at 07:09 PM (Dreamlog)
      Before WBTB

      Mount Grump:
      I'm standing on a mountain, with the cliff to my left. The area resembles Pride Rock from The Lion King.
      On the rock wall to my right, there is a slot hole. It appears that a hand would fit in there.
      ...
      I'm trapped in a mountain cave.
      ...

      I'm watching the Game Grumps play a modernized Donkey Kong 64.
      They are controlling Squawks the bird from Donkey Kong Country 2.
      Arin is having the bird shoot red pellets at wasps as they ascend a square-ish grassy area.
      As he ascends, there are buttons he needs to shoot in a sequence.
      Dan makes the comment: "This is soooo much better than the 2D original version!"
      He also comments about being trapped in the mountain earlier.


      After WBTB

      Escape:
      My friend B from back home is crawling through a vent. We are in a sort of manufacturing facility.
      The vent has poisonous gas in it, so he is making a sacrifice for us.
      He is trying to get a game cartridge. It might have been a Nintendo DS one.
      ...
      Later I'm playing Pokemon with someone. The player has a "fat" Pikachu.
      It's a regional exclusive Pokemon. It looks wide, sorta like Hey Arnold.


      Pikachungus.
      ...
      I'm stranded in a park-like area with my coworker H.
      I believe the scene started off in a rocky-cave, but later transitioned to the field.
      We aren't directly working together, but she has her own area off to my left.
      At one point she has taken off her top, presumably to try and wave it around and grab attention.
      I crane my neck so that I can see her, and I notice that her chest is different than I expected.
      Not mad about it though.


      Drinks:
      I'm at a small bar with H from the Tots.
      I notice there is some spilled water or beer on a hightop nearby.
      There is also a karaoke setup off to my right.
      The owner of the bar comes out and tells us that we can have the bar if we want it.
      I start to imagine the possibilities, and the logistics of owning a bar.


      Cancer:
      I'm at a Doctor's office with my Dad.
      He breaks the news that his brain inflammation has gotten bad.
      And also that he has cancer.
      I'm struck with grief. Frozen. Unsure what to say.
      I slide down the wall I'm leaning against and sit on the ground.

      Updated 04-02-2024 at 07:42 PM by 99808

      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. Night of Friday 2/9/24 (DILD)

      by , 02-12-2024 at 05:09 PM (Dreamlog)
      Nostalgia Band:
      I'm in a highschool gym at indoor band practice. I'm a senior who will be graduating soon, so feeling nostalgic.
      I walk over to our saxophone cases and join the group. I feel the familiar rush of uncertainty.
      Where are we going? What are we doing? Gotta do it fast!
      ...
      I'm with the same group, this time outside. We have our instruments and backpacks.
      It's a grassy mountain hike, spiraly.
      I see PK, a senior from my 2nd year. He is talking about burying time-capsules for future years.
      There are already a lot of time capsules buried in the ground waiting to be opened.
      ...
      We're in a large, cylindrical, dimly lit room now. There are pictures of previous band members along the wall.
      My brother's picture gets pointed out. It is his picture from 1st or 2nd grade.


      Sunny Day Lucid:
      I'm in my childhood neighborhood on a sunny day.
      I'm running through the backyards, with the grass being typical vivid dream green.
      I have a sense of urgency to get somewhere soon.
      There are some horses up ahead, stabled at somebody's house.
      I'm on a garden path moving toward them. I try to leave the path to avoid alerting the horses, but I can't.
      I eventually pass by them without a problem.
      I stop and stand still, realizing that my childhood neighborhood and sunny days are some of my top dreamsigns.
      I perform a nose reality check and I can breathe.
      I check my hands and I have 4 fingers and a thumb. That's strange, shouldn't they be off in a dream?
      I keep checking my finger and nose, and eventually
      conclude that I must be dreaming.
      I try to summon somebody, but it doesn't work.
      I feel the dream start to fade.

      Updated 02-12-2024 at 08:15 PM by 99808

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. Night of Wednesday 2/7/24

      by , 02-08-2024 at 05:37 PM (Dreamlog)
      Sneaky Crabs:
      I'm at a party at somebody's apartment, sitting at a desk with a laptop in front of me.
      My coworker J from the lab is here. I noticed that I'm not wearing pants and feel nervous.
      ...
      I'm at my second Arizona apartment, and there is a group crowded around the TV playing a game.
      I watch the screen for a bit. It is a dark area, with tiny crab monsters all around.
      The player needs to navigate a dark pathway forward while avoiding the crabs.
      I brag that it looks easy. Somebody calls my bluff and hands me a strange controller.


      Fragment:
      Something about my coworker G.

      Fragment:
      A nightmare about shitting my pants.

      Updated 02-08-2024 at 10:51 PM by 99808

      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , dream fragment
    4. Night of Wednesday 1/24/24

      by , 01-25-2024 at 04:59 PM (Dreamlog)
      Wanting Flight:
      I'm in a house structured like the standard Alliance floor-plan from World of Warcraft.
      If you know the game, think the two-floor homes in Moonbrook, except well-maintained.
      It is day-time. There is a super-hero dead facedown in the yard. He has feathers and I surmise that he had bird-powers.
      I'm taking the body upstairs, and I'm trying not to be seen.
      At some point while traveling up the stairs, the body transforms, leaving only the outfit.
      I may have been trying to steal the hero's powers.


      Manuevering:
      I'm at my childhood home. My Dad is on the phone with the water company, working out bills.
      He might have been trying to negotiate a better rate.
      ...
      I'm upstairs with my niece, B, and she is smaller than she is in waking life.
      We're in my brother and I's room, rifling through a set of drawers near the front of the room.
      I'm worried that B will find age-inappropriate stuff in the drawer, and she does.
      I quickly hide the stuff, and try to draw her attention elsewhere.
      ...
      I'm up by the upstairs bathroom with my Uncle J. He is holding what looks like a document from waking life work.
      He's trying to talk down to me, as if he knows it better than I do (he does not).
      I try to let him down easy, not keen on allowing him to act this way, but also not wanting to hurt him.
      ...
      My Grandma and my Mom are in the living room.
      I'm on my way out of the house.
      I've left, but forgotten something.
      I go back and they give me a drinkable yogurt.
    5. Night of Tuesday 1/23/24

      by , 01-24-2024 at 07:39 PM (Dreamlog)
      Observation:
      I get the sense that there are aliens who have the ability to shape perception such that they do not alert humankind.
      I false-awaken on the couch and my girlfriend is observing me strangely, and I suspect that she is actually one of these aliens.
      This scares me greatly. I wake up for real (still on the couch) and she is looking at me the same way.
    6. Night of Tuesday 1/16/24 (Comp Night 11)

      by , 01-17-2024 at 04:53 PM (Dreamlog)
      Desert Cave Adventure:
      I'm driving with my girlfriend on an expressway at night in the desert and we are being chased by a gunman.
      My coworker, A, shoots the man in the head.


      The Desert Gunman.

      We're parked now, and looking at the body.
      There isn't blood or gore, rather, just a hole where the bullet went in.
      I'm driving a smaller quad-wheeler now and I offer my coworker a place to stay.
      He agrees and gets onto the quad-wheeler. We discuss the logistics of how long he will stay with us.
      ...
      It's daytime now and we are still driving. Ahead of us is a twisty turny mountain, closer to a course from Mario Kart than to reality.


      Desert Road Spirals.

      I miss a turn, and now I'm carefully maneuvering around a spiral road rising around a small pillar-like structure.
      We eventually reach a sandy cave entrance where the road ends.


      Desert Cave Entrance.

      There are two arrow shaped signs ahead. The one pointing left says "Mafia" and the one pointing right says "Goomba".
      We choose Goomba and proceed.
      As we go deeper into the cave, there is a glass display case on our left. It appears to contain Game of Thrones paraphernalia.
      I notice one of the Night's Watch coats in particular, alongside some swords and other weapons. They may have been numbered.
      At this point in the hide, we are expecting an award. The cave opens up into a larger chamber, almost like a grand palace or tomb.

      Updated 01-17-2024 at 08:39 PM by 99808

      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. Night of Tuesday 12/12/23

      by , 12-13-2023 at 10:24 PM (Dreamlog)
      Wild Burgers:

      I'm in the woods with my brother. It vaguely reminds me of how I pictured a scene from the book 'Hatchet' from middle school English class.
      It's raining, and we have a small cave for shelter.
      But there are some wild animals coming. High feeling of urgency and stress.
      We run.
      ...
      I see a homeless man coming out of the wilderness in third person.
      He walks onto the street and enters a bar.
      The man is concerned about how he might smell, but nobody brings up the issue.
      ...
      I'm with Danny and Arin from the Game Grumps.
      We seem to be in a sort of Power Hour scenario (Youtube show the duo does).
      There are three burgers in front of us in a chemical hood.
      The task is to assemble one full size burger by disassembling the other three.
      I sarcastically split each burger into thirds, and then combine one third of each piece into one as a joke.
      I'm concerned whether the joke will land.


      Unclear Suns:

      I'm in a classroom that resembles a conference room at work.
      A Carl Sagan-like person is teaching a lecture about the sun.
      It may have been about the sun exploding.
      There is some algebra on a chalkboard as he explains.
      An Asian guy calls out to him, not believing something he is saying.
      I can follow the algebra on the board, except for one part that is unreadable to me at the bottom.
      It looked as if letters were combined.
    8. Night of Friday 12/8/23 (DILD)

      by , 12-11-2023 at 11:37 PM (Dreamlog)
      Hands Observation and High Jumps:

      I'm in some foreign place. There is sand, mountains, and two sets of railroad tracks side by side. I'm standing in middle of the two railroad track sets.
      There is a train coming toward me.
      There are also cars coming, but they aren't on the tracks.
      At first I'm trying to use a hearthstone (From the MMORPG World of Warcraft) to teleport away, but it isn't going to be fast enough.
      I get out of the way, and then notice there are two people approaching me.
      One of them is an older woman, and the other is a younger man.
      Neither of them speak English, and I realize I'm in a foreign country.
      Despite this, they begin to speak and I understand anyway.
      They ask me what language I speak, so I tell them American.
      Upon hearing this, the older woman grabs my arm and starts to pull on me.
      I get the impression she wants to capture me because I am American. Ill intent.
      My first thought is that I need to get out of the situation.
      I pull out my phone and look around at places I could use my hearthstone to teleport to.
      I start to think about my childhood home, and I see a pin on a Maps app.
      It occurs to me that my phone shouldn't be giving me the ability to teleport, even if I had a hearthstone.

      I realize I'm dreaming, confirming with a nose RC.
      At this point I look up from my phone and notice I'm now in a small shed.
      No longer concerned about the danger the old woman posed, I recall that I wanted to test looking at my hands.
      I hold them in front of me, and I notice there are seven or so fingers.
      I look away and back to the hands a few times, noting how the number of fingers changed.
      It did vary, but it was always more than five fingers.

      I open the door leading out of the shed, and I'm hit with a vibrant green scene.
      It's a backyard from my childhood neighborhood, somewhat resembling BM's yard.
      I make a mental note to not try anything to crazy, not wanting the dream to end too fast.
      I step out, and I notice there is another house down the way. I decide that I'm going to fly over there, and land.
      I jump up into the air, and fly over the street. I start looking down for a place to land, and struggle to make myself go down where I want, but I do land there.
      Instead of continuing to fly, I decide to sit down and observe the dream from this rooftop.
      I see a big, man-made lake on the horizon. There are three husky-dogs playing on the frozen surface, and a fourth one that has fallen into a hole in the ice.
      The huskies, strangely, are laughing somehow. Maybe it was sounds similar to laughing that a dog could make. Tough to describe.
      It's a light-hearted scenario, the dog isn't in danger. I start to laugh too.
      ...
      I'm sitting at an outdoor patio table with a family. My Mom is there.
      I've lost some lucidity by this point.
      I get up and leave the table, remembering that there was more stuff I wanted to do with the lucid dream.

      I'm back to lucidity again.
      There's a cake on a side table nearby, and I think to grab a plate and get a slice...but then I remember this is a dream and that doesn't matter.
      So, I grab into the cake with my index finger, middle finger, and thumb, grab a chunk, and take a bite.
      It tastes maybe 90% like a buttercream sheet-cake. Pretty close!
      I notice a kid watching me nearby, but I'm not concerned if he sees me doing lucid dream stuff.
      I see a house nearby and decide I want to not fly, but do some flip jumps like Goku from Dragonball Z.
      So I jump once, make it to the first house, and then the next, and the next, until I am pretty high up.
      I land on a chimney.

      ...
      I'm sitting at a table again outside, and there is a family behind me playing.
      The dad looks like my landlord, C.
      He has a son, who has a girlfriend there.
      The boyfriend jumps forward and vaults off the girlfriend. It is played off as a joke.
      I tell the boyfriend, nice jump!

      Updated 12-13-2023 at 10:25 PM by 99808

      Categories
      lucid
    9. Night of Tuesday 12/5/23

      by , 12-06-2023 at 08:34 PM (Dreamlog)
      Fixing the Plant:

      I'm at my current home in waking life, out in the yard.
      I've started to plant something. I vaguely recall it may have been a hunk of meat.
      HM from the Tots and somebody else are there.
      I go back in the house for something and then return.
      The two of them have 'fixed' my attempt at potting the plant by adding sugar to it.


      Peachy Party:

      I'm at my Grandma's current basement. There is a party going on with a large group of people.
      There's a football team with blue and white colors I'm sarcastically following. I'm watching them play a game on my smartphone.
      The team is here now, and some of them are jocks. One of them is holding up a sign. It is all symbols.
      I intuitively understand it to mean "no girl delivery people." The symbol is a smiley face with long hair, circled with a line through it.
      ...
      Later I'm hooking up with Princess Peach at the same party. We are under a stairwell. It is pretty vivid.
      After the deed is done, we pass out on the floor, not concerned if anybody finds us.
      In the moment I consider this a chad-move.
      At some point in the night another person puts a blanket over the two of us.
      ...
      We wake up and it is revealed that someone has taken pictures of us during the act.
      The pictures are crudely edited, with cutouts over faces. I see us over by a TV center.
      We are both embarrassed that there is evidence now.
      ...
      I'm standing at another part of the room with YK from college.
      Lights are dark now, and the scene is more sinister.
      YK is scared that somebody is going to get him.
      He is trying to hide and I follow suit.
      I go to hide in a back area near the water heater, but YK tells me that hiding place is too obvious.
      I turn and go to find a new spot, but now I'm out in the open.
      I see my bike and my girlfriend's bike there, and I accidently bump into them.
      They make a loud noise as they fall.
      An old lady carrying what looks like a harpoon gun appears from the top of the stairs.
      I ask her why she is here.
      "I'm here to kill you," she replies simply.
      She points the gun at me, and I grab it, trying to point it away.