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This is the first dream I've had worth remembering in a long time.


I was sitting in a church listening to a dude preach about the importance of believing in God. I listened to him for a while quietly holding in my skepticism. After some time I got really frustrated and told him to give a legitimate reason to believe in God. He said because without him there is nothing, or something like that. I got angry and told him that there really is no reason to believe in God. There's no evidence for his existence and believing in him is just a way of giving up any of your own responsibility. I started getting into preacher mode and yelling at everyone in the crowd to abandon their faith and live for themselves. Some really scary, ugly looking lady stood up and went to a random blackboard that was in the room and started to write down "Atheist" on the board while staring at me. Before she finished I started laughing at her. I dont remember what I said about it but it was some sort of snarky remark and she started calling me the devil or something along those lines.

I just chuckled to myself and thought it doesn't really matter that I'm being a dick to these people because it's all just a dream. Then I thought, wait, this IS actually a dream. I decided to go for a fly. So I glided over to the door and went outside and flew waaaayyy up in the sky way above the clouds. It was so bright and beautiful, I was thoroughly enjoying what I could see. I decided to land for some reason, and I started to just fall ridiculously fast. I felt like I was miles up and just came down in like 4 seconds, but right before hitting the ground I made myself slow down and land super gracefully. I landed at my house, so I went inside. I started to feel myself waking up and I tried my hardest to hold on to the dream, but I just couldn't

I thought I woke up to a room that was like a dorm or something but secretly I was still dreaming. I decided to play some starcraft while reflecting on my dream. I went on and played a match vs. some "random" zerg player. I was playing awfully because I didn't think it was a legit match, and because I was feeling somewhat strange for some reason after waking up. The zerg did a proxy hatch and lured my scout away from it and just boned me real hard. Then after quitting, I realized this was a tournament game and I was playing against Ret! How could I forget about this tournament?!?! I decided to watch the replay before starting the next game, and my friend told me good luck for the tournament. The game started and for some reason I wasnt playing. I just kind of stared at the screen for a while before doing anything. I got cheesed and the game ended real quick. I felt like I must look like a disgrace to all starcraft players and wished people could understand I just woke up from a strange dream and was feeling a bit off and couldn't focus and wasnt even really playing. But, nothing could be done.

I'm sitting on my computer talking to B and he tells me J is opening for Saves the Day and wants me to play bass for him. I haven't played a show in a while so I decided to do it. I don't really care for J's music or Saves the Day, but it's a free show and a chance to be on stage. I don't remember what all was happening, but I just sat around for a while thinking I needed to get to J's to at least get chords for all his songs and what not before just looking like a fool on stage, but I didn't actually move for a while. When I did finally move, I was just instantly at the concert watching Jo walk on stage.

Then I awoke for realz.

10/8/10

Dream was real brief or I just couldn't remember much of it.. but I kept changing my clothes .. they would fit me but next thing I know they became baggy and I ended up changing them again. Cute outfits too but they kept appearing big on me.


That's all for now.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary and notes written while awake]

Last night, while going to sleep and attempting to MILD, I stopped to pray. I had stopped to pray the previous night, too, and had had no dreams that I could remember, so I almost didn't want to do it again, but I told myself, Post hoc, ergo propter hoc much? You know that doesn't make sense. Just go ahead and do it. So I did. [I'm only writing this part down because it relates to the first dream I had last night.]

[Dream #1] On the corner of the street my house is on [a corner that doesn't exist in real life – the real corner is just a 90-degree turn in the road, but in the dream, it's a four-way intersection], in the front yard of the corner house, there is a big, tall tree with bright yellow leaves like the leaves on a maidenhair tree. There are also some gourds with faces hand-carved on them hanging from the tree. The house belongs to an old woman, who did the carving. I am reading a newspaper article about this house, in a newspaper called The Syntax. According to the article, a few days ago, a strong wind picked up and blew all the leaves off the tree. Immediately thereafter, people in the neighborhood started having various strokes of both good and bad fortune, and they all claimed that it was because of the wind blowing the leaves off the tree. This sparked a neighborhood-wide controversy: were the good things really caused by the tree, or the bad things, or none of them? Someone who was interviewed for the newspaper article argued for the “none of them” position by quoting the Bible verse about how no one can tell where the wind comes from or where it is going. [John 3:8, for the record.]

[Dream #2] I'm walking through an indoor hallway to get to some kind of high school sporting event that is being held in a high school gymnasium. One of the teams is called the Blue Meanies; they have two mascot outfits, a male and female Norse warrior. The other team has someone in a mascot outfit, too. [I don't remember now what it looked like, or what their team name was.] Each team has also brought just a handful of cheerleaders to the game.

[Dream #3] I'm playing PackRat. [Again.] There are two different limited-release collections pretty much right at the same time, and they've re-released a whole bunch of retired cards for the recipes in the retired collections. The images on one of the limited-release sets are of pipes or cables, and they extend across multiple different cards. They're making it even easier than they did with the jigsaw-puzzle set, I think. [The jigsaw-puzzle set exists in reality; this limited-release set does not.] I find that my pack has been erased and refilled with 5 cards from the other limited-release set, the one with normal art [in Doug J.'s signature style], one of which is the top card.

[Dream #4 – seemed to segue directly from the above, but how, I couldn't say] I'm outside somewhere, apparently in the yard or garden of some manor house or something, and it's nighttime. I see a fireworks show starting up a short distance away; the horizon is low and flat, so I can see it with no obstructions at all. My mom is there, and I tell her that if she turns around, she can see the fireworks show.

Woke up at 2:32 A.M. Took some notes on my dreams so far on a notepad, then went back to sleep, attempting to MILD again. It worked!

[Dream #5] I'm in the house I grew up in again. [Although this is a known dream sign for me, I don't remember specifically thinking, “hey, if I'm here, then I must be dreaming.” Nonetheless,] I'm lucid enough to decide to walk around from room to room of my own volition. When I get to the bathroom, I try to walk through the back wall of the white tile shower, which would take me out into the patio. [Yes, the real house is laid out that way.] It doesn't work; I only get part way into it, not through it. I don't feel anything. I continue walking through the house, and one of my parents sees me. [That's all I remember, unfortunately.]

[Dream #6] My family and I are on vacation in Key Largo. [Apart from having tropical beaches, it's absolutely nothing at all like the real Key Largo, which I've been to once.] It consists of a couple of islands connected by a bridge. On the first one, there is a high, tower-like hill. We climb the stairs to the top and look out at the ocean and the other island, which is where the town and the boat launch area are. I exclaim, “Guess what I forgot! Sunblock!” Then we go down the hill and over into town.

The town, or at least the downtown, consists of one big continuous building with corridors lined with shops and restaurants running through it. The entrances to the corridors are numbered and are rounded, making them look more like tunnels. We go down corridor #8 and pass a lot of shops. It's obvious how small and rivalry-filled, yet close-knit, the community here is by what's written on the signs people have in front of their shops: one of them says that their food is better than the food at another shop (even specifically naming the other one!), and another contains a proposal of marriage. Eventually, the tunnel ends in a rounded food court, like in a mall. My parents and I go over to a coffee shop/bakery toward the far side of the chamber and a little to the right. There are breads and pastries displayed all over the back wall and in long glass cases.

[Very abruptly, the scene changes and] My mom and I are driving in her car back toward the main highway that runs through the Florida Keys. (The two islands mentioned above that make up Key Largo stick out from it at a right angle.) I see the high-rise buildings of Key West [the what now?!] in the distance. The sun is either rising or setting, and the way its light is hitting them is making them glow with amazingly brilliant neon colors. [Some of which would be impossible in real life. It's surreal, but really beautiful.] I tell my mom to look at the light on the high-rises, and she does. In order to get a better view of it from further back, she turns the car so the front windshield is facing the high-rises, then starts backing it up, across the sandy beach and into the ocean. Somewhere around here, I shift to viewing the scene from a third-person perspective, up above the car. The car keeps going across the water for a pretty good distance before it sinks into the ocean and we die. Then I think to myself, “Only not really, because this is a dream.” Then the scene rewinds [on its own, not because of anything I did, thought, or willed]. The car drives forward, back over the surface of the water, with me still watching from my third-person perspective.

On our way back toward the town (I'm back to first-person perspective now), I look back and can see where the main highway is by the telephone poles and elevated bridges on the horizon. When we reach the town, I can see that there's a small railroad that goes all the way around the outside of the building, and every shop has a back door that opens onto the railroad track. This is how they load and unload things. Of course, I think; there's no room for cars or trucks on the island. [Then what are we doing driving our car there?] We re-enter the coffee shop/bakery from before, through the back door, and now we order food: cinnamon rolls out of one of those canisters you get from the refrigerated section at the grocery store. The shop attendant opens the canister behind the counter, and the vertical stack of cinnamon rolls expands, the frosting running down the sides. I say aloud, “Do want!” We proceed along the outside of the glass cases to where the coffee machines are. The signs on the coffee machines show that they contain a milder and a bolder version of Dunkin' Donuts coffee. I start getting myself some coffee, and then the dream ends.

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Some meta-commentary on the lucid dreaming journey:

One of the things I'm really liking about this experiment with dream journaling and lucid dreaming is that it's finally broken me of the bad habit of staying up past 11:00 every night that I developed when I started college. I was still doing it up until a week or two ago. I always used to want to stay in bed until well after sunrise, but the sunlight always woke me up, so I got a sleep mask and got into the habit of reaching over and putting it on as soon as the sunlight started to wake me up, then continuing to sleep, or trying to. I've been in this habit for at least a year, and I'm finding that it's so deeply ingrained that I'm still doing it, even though I'm now going to bed earlier and getting up at or before sunrise. I would be annoyed by this if I hadn't realized that it's useful – I have a natural, biological WBTB alarm set.

Last night, I read this thread and decided to adopt the mantra “I lucid dream” for MILD purposes. I decided to put that sentence in the same mental categories with such sentences as “I play the clarinet,” “I speak Spanish,” and “I write novels:” the categories of “ongoing, recurring action” and “learned skill.”

My previous lucid experience back on the night of October 1 left me euphoric for the entirety of the next day, but this one just left me disappointed. While I was recalling my dreams after waking up, I thought: What did I just say about lucid dreaming being a learned skill? That was only my third time. What was it like the third time I played the clarinet? I know the answer to that one: I only played one, two, or three different notes, because that was all I knew how to play. It took lots of practice and learning before I could play all the notes. I hope, and intend, to master lucid dreaming skills via the same process.

I was a child soldier. I'd been blown up in battle, though I don't know it happened or why. My primary caretaker, a man I'd known for years, was hovering over me as I woke up. IVs and tubes were stuck into my arms, and it hurt to even turn my head to look at him.

"You've been out for a while," He said softly, "How are you feeling?"

I grunted in acknowledgement. Of course I wasn't feeling good. I'd probably been shot and blown up to kingdom come.

"Here. I have to adjust the medicine. You're going to be out of it for a while, okay?" He did, and instantly I felt pain shooting down my arm. I hiccupped in agony for a moment, but then I relaxed and the pain died off. Another doctor entered my field of vision - my doctor's colleage.

"So she's the child soldier I've been hearing about, huh?" He said, brushing some of my hair out of my face.

"Yes. She's the only one to have survived the conditioning and training. She's WAR's Patient Zero."

"I bet she's a sight to see in battle. Elegance and grace and all that."

"If you're into watching children murder, then sure."

The other doctor scoffed lightly, and my primary doctor looked down at me before patting me on the shoulder gently, "It'll be a while before you're back in action. Just rest now, okay? I've got to go fill out some paperwork."

Then he left, and I laid against the bed, silently willing the pain to go away. The other doctor was back in my line of sight again in no time. He placed a mask over my face.

"Some people just can't appreciate a good power when they see one. Don't worry, dear. I'll make sure you're put to good use."

He gassed me, then, and I dozed off, unable to help myself. I felt strong arms lifting me out of the bed and unplugging the IVs and needles. But by then I was too asleep to care.

While hiking in nature, I saw a turtle and he was doing this really cute thing where he put his foot up in the air. I wanted to get a picture of him. And I whipped out my camera. I got a snapshot, but it was very tight, too close in. Then he noticed me and started to expand. He was about to do something stinky to make me leave. So I did!

There was a large group of us that were in a bus. Almost convientely, the bus decided to break down and we crashed - right outside of Silent Hill. A group of sixteen of us wandered into the town, but I felt very wary. It was almost snowing outside - it was ash - but the buildings looked to be about half-destoyed and there was not a single person in sight. I wanted to leave the town, but the group convinced me to keep moving on. Eventually we entered a building, and the group got into a small arguement.

Go find residents of this own,

Or.

Leave.

I was in full support of the latter option, and did not hesitate to say it. But the group ignored me, and soon they left, leaving me with only five people. A girl clung to my leg and buried her head into the fabric of my pants. A teen, roughly my age, looked at me.

"I don't like this place. It gives me the creeps."

I nodded my head at her, "Good. Hold that close. That'll get us the hell out of here."

"No it won't," Came a new voice. A girl's voice. I turned around and found a very grungy, dirty girl standing behind us. She reeked of power, and I cringed away from it subconsciously.

"The Red God senses sin, and he's moving to deliver just punishment. . . He wants something. Silent Hill is his home."

The town's name. I shivered at the thought of the "Red God." Anything with the name God in the title was not a good sign. As I suspected, this town was filled with creepy people.

"I'll take you to safe haven." I believed the girl - knew I could, on some level - and after a short trek further into the building, she admitted us into a room that just had some tables and chairs. As soon as she closed the door, the building began to shake and everything warped to the Dark Time.

I closed my eyes, because somehow, I'd felt like I'd been here before. Alessa was standing in front of me when I opened them again.

"I can help you leave." She suggested, voice echoing in the caged room we were now in. I nodded my head, and soon the three of us (me, Alessa, and the other teen girl), were talking about the best ways out of Silent Hill. Eventually, however, I felt a shiver crawl down my spine.

Alessa walked over to the door, peeked out into the hallway, and softly muttered something beneath her breath.

"The Red God approaches. We must go. My power and his are evenly matched, and with you, I would not be able to win."

I nodded my head, shuffled the rest of the group through the other door, and as soon as I was about to close it, I got my first glimpse of the Red God. Pyramid Head. I shut the door and ran down the hallway like the rest of my group, and we soon found ourselves climbing up a staircase.

"What's he after? We haven't sinned." I said as I picked up a girl and threw her over my back. She was light, so I was able to run just as quickly. She'd been falling behind.

"He wants something. Craves it. It would tip the balance in his favor. . . I do not want that."

She stopped, and I realized why she had. There was a room, filled with. . . Medical garbage. But everywhere else was blocked off. She gestured for us to get in, and we did. It was digusting, it had used needles, but we did. I hid the girls before I crawled into the garbage, and suddenly Alessa was laughing, frolicking about and singing, "where are they? Where have they gone?"

I heard the screech of a sword as it was drawn close, and my back began to itch. It hurt. I bit my lip and watched as Alessa looked up at Pyramid Head and grinned.

"I just don't know." She said cheekily. He groaned angrily in response before turning away. The fierce pain in my backside relieved itself almost immediately. I groaned in relief.

We were safe - for now.

1. I'm in the car with V, and she tells me "I know you really really really, love me, and I like you a whole lot". I looked at her puzzled, paused, and just went with it. We were her car and another couple was supposed to meet up with us at some restaurant.


2. I'm walking around this house, and I'm supposed to kill someone. All I have is a small blade. When I enter another room, I hear someone coming into the house, and I crouch low near the door. Some DC enters, and looks down directly at me, and it appears to be my cousin C. He says, "I'm sorry man, but I have to do this". He tries stabbing me, and I parry it, and make a slash across the length of his throat. It doesn't kill him, but theres a red line on his throat. He asks what I'm doing after that, and I say not much, and wake up.

I was with Ominae Yu at this archelogical dig site. We were moving to the back of the room, where a man was trying to access a power core of some kind. We passed a room full of mirrors, a room full of chests, and another room I don't remember too well. Upon reaching the back, however, the man we'd been trying to stop turned around and flashed us a wicked grin.

"You can change it all, Ominae," He said, moving his hand, "Everything. Cosmos. Your mother and father. It can all go to the way it was supposed to be. This place has the power to change time. Events. History itself."

A mirror began to flash with Ominae's memories, to the most significant parts in his life. He stared at it, and eventually his eyes got all blank and he reached forward. I wasn't sure if he was possessed or hypnotized or whatever, but I rushed forward and latched onto him.

"Don't! Ominae, if you change the past, there's no telling what could happen! It could make things worse."

The man got angry at me, strode forward, and knocked me away from him. Ominae reached forward again to touch the mirror, but this time I screamed.

"OMINAE!"

That seemed to snap him out of it somewhat, because he paused, and the mirror started to crack. The man growled and rounded on me angrily, but not before I scrambled up to my feet and tried to run. He didn't chase me, but instead looked to Ominae - and Ominae did.

I raced back through the rooms, trying to stay a foot ahead of my Spriggan bodyguard. Eventually I made it to the room with the chests, and I hid as Ominae went about tearing through them. Something in my pocket vibrated, and I reached down to find Ominae's communicator. It was Jean.

"Jean, Ominae's gone all crazy and I can't stop him."

Jean might have said something, but I don't know what. In the next second Ominae was there, flipping over my cover and grabbing me around the waist. I dropped the communicator and struggled against him. He started to pull me back to the room where the man was waiting, and I just knew that the reunion was not going to be a pleasant one.

Length: 60 min

Dream Non-dream

Lots of shit happened. It started off with me and 2 other people in an abandoned house of some sort. We walked around and found 4 other people. The mood was dark and dreadful around us, but our moods were happy and curious. Of the people we found one that had rollerblades and one that had a skateboard.

We left the house, it was the middle of a city, right by a four way four lane intersection. There was a big building next to us (the white house?). The roads were full of cars. We crossed the road, and there didn't seem to be any cars moving anymore. We saw T and Tr riding over to us with the skates and a skateboard. I tell Trevor I want to try to skate (inline). And skate I did. I teleported to the other side of the road, the cars weren't there. I was going maybe 15 mph, and I had to turn to the other side, I took a giant U-ey, and went from right, to top, to the left side of the street where everyone else was.

This is where we gather to talk about the machines. There were 7 of them, enough for all of us. They were like matrix machines, they brought us into a different world. These machines were made for us, in that house, even though we'd never been there before. Our business today was a bet. The world was in extreme danger from a giant machina, who would save it? Everyone put in $150 for themselves, whoever saved the world, got it all. I knew it was going to be me. I put in $110, and told them I'd pay back the $40... not like I'd need to pay myself an extra $40. For some reason Trevor, who was collecting all the money, asked if $20 of it was for him, since $90 was in 2 checks, and there was a $20 bill.

We went to the machines in the house. I laid back and closed my eyes.

I was in the other world. The same world we were just at I realized, or maybe a parallel to the street. There was indeed a giant machina, and we were all in mechs. "I gotta win that money" I thought. Then I thought I had to save the people even more. I attacked the giant machina, hitting his foot with an energy sword.

I woke up. There were so many other things in there, and I only have the faintest memory of it all. I went back to sleep afterward, but don't remember a portion.

I rarely have dreams with so many main characters, generally it's me and 2 other people, and I might have made it sound like that, but when I was exploring the house, and when we left the house, I was conversing with the 7 people the whole time. They did important things too, like set up the machines.

Day 1 of my DJ. I'm not great at recalling my dreams but last night I tried to WILD with a bit of MILD, didn't work but had better dream recall.

All I remember is being at a circus watching women sitting on those giant swings things swinging. Then I looked down and there were these like medical people everywhere. There was also something to the left of me but I can't remember what.

I know I had 2 other dreams, just can't remember them. Hopefully I'll remember more tonight.

I remember having several dreams about being in school, and my principal. I failed to recall them, though.

I was sitting in my seat in my 4th period class. A few things were different: For one, I think our teacher was different. And two, the left corner of the room looked like a "kitchen". (It was a little room with walls but no door)

Anyways, I was sitting in my desk when S (a friend) raised her hand and asked, "Mrs. so and so, can I go to the bathroom?" After this, she ran from her seat. But she stopped abruptly, coughed, and threw up in the "kitchen". (It was everywhere)

Of course my head was turned so I did not see it. I heard it though. Then I raised my hand halfway and said, "Yea, I need to go too." But, instead of walking I was crawling (lol) away. I guess I really wanted to get away from there.

Well I made it out into the hall and I'm not sure if I got up or kept going from there, but I saw my principal. He was walking down the hall towards our room. I followed him in there, holding my nose. Then he started to mop up the sick. Gross!

Cant remember much...Im going camping with my boyfriend and a nameless girl. But its like a kids camp where you are partnered up with people. We had to be partnered up with guys, the camping boyfriend. Same for the guys, So My boyfriend runs into twins and goes away, Im the last to get my partner who ends up being a short dorky redheaded kid.

Blank_

Next thing I know Im in a small room, im guessing my "camping room". and i look out the window and watch all the people walking to a camp fire. I see my boyfriend enjoying a convo with the girls he was pared up with. I decide I need to shower because I am the last one who still hasnt. I undress and hop in, turn the water on and notice that their are windows all around the shower. No one is around but i am trying to find the curtain string to pull. I get one but cant find the other. Then a strange old lady knocks on the window and points to the other string.

As the title says: Nothing. I went to late to bed, so I didn't get ma 7-8 hours Result: No Recall...

Note: The rest of the night was filled with fragmented non-lucid dreams which I will post here, partially to get me back in the habit of posting in my journal regularly. After missing so long it would be easy to get lazy…

I was with Tigress at a couple of desktop computers, I was working on one of the computers and Tigress was working on the other. I was designing a video game, it was a 3D space game that looked like it had similarities to both Star Wars and Star Trek. The graphics looked awesome. The part I was testing involved the ship coming around a planet into range of a target, the targeting system on the screen looked really cool and high tech, and I was doing this over and over again as I tried to time a certain feature just right. Tigress was saying that feature wasn't really that important when I finally got it right…

I was inside an arcade in a casino, the casino was so huge that there was a small city actually inside it. I was playing the game I had been developing in the previous dream, but I was running out of quarters, so I needed more. I kept a few quarters out and figured that with my programming knowledge it would be no problem for me to hack into one of the electronic slot machines and make it give me a big payout without anyone noticing…

My mom and I were putting a new screen on my window. The old screen had been damaged quite a while ago, this is also true IWL. So I went and got the screen and brought it back. After fighting with it for a while, my mom and I finally got it placed back in the frame… only to see it was the wrong one. We had just put the busted screen back in the window, which did absolutely no good. My mom was annoyed that I had brought the wrong screen, I kept asking her why she had even bothered to keep the old screen…

I have apparently been playing too much Farmville, as now I was sorting a bunch of miniature animals in my own house. I was putting a bunch of cows and calves in my mom's room, a bunch of goats in the living room, foals and horses in the kitchen, and all the felines in my own room. There were just a couple of problems. My mom was complaining about the manure all over the place, the wild cat cubs in my bedroom were chasing the kitty cats, and I was trying to figure out where to put the fish… even though there are no fish in Farmville…

I was in my car driving down a street near my house, it is a long two lane street through a desert area with a few gentle hills and no houses around. It was mostly the same in the dream as IWL, but there were more trees in the dream version. I was driving very fast, and I had classical music blasting out of the speakers, I don't know what composer since I am not too knowledgeable about classical composers. But I liked it. MoSh was sitting in the passenger seat, he was clutching the sides of his seat and seemed to think I was insane for driving so fast. I had the idea I was taking MoSh back to my house, and that it was urgent for me to get him there quickly…

I was in my living room with Tigress, I was on the couch with my laptop and Tigress was behind the couch looking over my shoulder as I worked on the computer. She was telling me about an idea she had for the game I was currently working on, it was a platformer, and it looked pretty cool. It was a futuristic looking setting in the game and Tigress was describing how she thought the next level should go…

I was in my bedroom, but it was quite a bit bigger than it is IWL. There were quite a few musical instruments in there as well, all hooked up to some pretty cool looking speakers. MoSh was there with me, he was playing a guitar. I wanted to learn to play the guitar, I really wanted to try playing it for a bit and see if I could get any decent sound out of it. I told MoSh I wanted to try it, he said sure, but he wanted to try something on it first. He played it for a bit longer, playing something I didn't recognize but I definitely liked. I wasn't sure if I wanted to play after that, but it didn't matter, since that's where the memories end.

Note: I know I have been away from posting dreams for a long time, and that is because I haven't been remembering any dreams. I have been having an extended drought in the area of dream recall and lucid dreams, but for last night I actually have something to post! What I remember is a lot of fragments, but part of it was even lucid, so I will post it all here. I finally remembered dreams again! Yay! My first point was to meet Tigress in the tower on the moon, so when I surprised myself by entering into a WILD, that was my first goal.

I was lying in my bed with my light / sound machine on, focusing on letting my body fall asleep while my mind remained conscious. Almost without even realizing what had happened, I slipped into a WILD. I was still thinking about my first goal, thinking I was still awake and had to use the bathroom. I got up and realized my door was closed, which is not normal, I leave it open so my cat, Midna, can sleep with me. I opened the door and found myself looking out of my bedroom into the sickbay of the tower on the moon. I did only a brief double take before realizing I was definitely dreaming, I was already in the WILD.

So now that I was in the WILD, I entered the sick bay and looked around. Janet and Tigress were in the room, Tigress was lying face down on one of the beds, and Janet was scanning her with a strange device. I remembered telling Tigress I was going to try a healing massage on her back, and Janet was also going to take a look. I went over to the bed and was going to wait for Janet to be done examining Tigress…

Some other stuff happened there which I think involved me completing the healing massage, but the next fragment I remember clearly included Tigress, Link, Janet, and me on the beach, I was looking out over the ocean with the adult form of Link by my side, it was an entirely beautiful scene. Tigress said the merpeople were in this ocean, and then she headed out into the waves. I followed her and Janet, then finally dove into the water and transformed into a mermaid at the same time. The four of us swam down into the ocean, at first the water felt kind of cold, but I soon adapted to it and found it felt very nice. We swam down, I watched the colorful fish around us, and we were soon greeted by a merman who indicated we should follow him. We went deeper into the ocean, it was getting darker as we went deeper, but then we came to an area which was illuminated by glowing plants and mosses. It was a really cool effect. The merman we were with said we had been expected, I wondered who had told them to expect us, but I figured it didn't really matter, it was probably Q. We were swimming towards what looked like an underwater stadium where this fragment of memory ends…

There must be some more stuff I forgot, because the next piece I remember I was in the stadium, swimming out in the middle of it with a bunch of merpeople. I felt I knew what was going on, everyone had on a different color belt indicating which of the two teams they were on, there was blue and yellow. I looked and noted I had a blue belt on. The other merpeople with blue belts were chasing after the merpeople with yellow belts, and they were all chasing after a ball of some kind that was drifting through the water. One of the yellow team hit the ball with his tail, sending it towards a goal, but a goalie for the blue team sent it right back out again to one of my teammates. With a blue team merman on each side of her, the blue team mermaid batted the ball with her tail and guided it towards the other goal. One of the yellow team managed to swim in and got his tail on the ball, sending out off to the side… in my direction. No one had been paying much attention to me, I had the idea I was just in this game because they were trying to be nice and let me play a bit, so I would just have to show them that I could contribute to the team, too. I went after the ball and hit it with my tail, hitting it away from a couple of approaching yellow team players, then I followed it and hit it back in almost the opposite direction as hard as I could, catching the yellow goalie by surprise and scoring a goal. I could hear the merpeople in the stands cheering, I thought they would mostly be surprised, and I was glad I had been able to at least score a goal… and that's the last clear memory I have from that part…

The next clear memory I have is when I was swimming along in an interesting place with Tigress, Janet, and Link. I didn't notice for sure if Tigress and Janet were merpeople, but I still was, as was Link. We were swimming through water that felt strangely warm, and very relaxing. There were colorful luminous flowers all over the ocean floor that gave off a rainbow of colored light that was very beautiful. We passed the rainbow flowers and entered into what looked like ruins of some ancient temple. The ruins continued, and I realized it was much more than a temple, it looked like the ruins of a lost city. I saw Janet and Tigress swimming very close together, and I felt Link was right beside me. I remember swimming through a particularly interesting series of pillars that looked like ruins from ancient Greece or Rome, I was wishing I could take photos from the dream plane into my waking life, I would really like to remember that. Since I couldn't pull out a camera, I continued looking around, trying to take in every detail of the place, I was thinking maybe I could create a digital picture of it in Photoshop or even a 3D rendering of it. This is the last part of the dream I remember, though I think it continued for a bit longer.