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Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream - a pool with a shark and some eels
I'm swimming and wading around in an indoor pool. It's too deep to touch the bottom, maybe 3 metres in some places. The room itself if bland and the pool is shaped oddly, with 2 sections divided by a small water channel. There are 2 other people in the pool, one is a friend and the other person I don't know. I swim through the channel and into the second section, casually dipping under the water and minding my own business. There's a goblin shark in the pool now, I know that it's completely harmless for some reason. When it comes close I just put my hand on its snout and direct it off to the side. I duck under the water again, but this time I see that there's 2 eels in the pool. Electric eels. These creatures actually want to harm me, so I try swimming away from them but they coil around my left arm. I grab at them and pull in an attempt to detach it from its electric embrace, I manage to unravel one of them but the second one bites into my arm. After a bit more struggling I shake off the second eel, then make a hasty retreat to the pools edge. I'm swimming pretty fast even though I'm pretty sure I was just 'doggy paddling'. The edge of the pool seemed to be lined with eels and poisonous sea anemone things that had some wiry looking tentacles. I dodge left and find a patch where there are only eels covering the edge and clamber up the side, feeling relieved to be out of the pool. I walk up some steps and see my fridge. Opening up the freezer I rummage about for food but I can't recall what I took as the dream ends around here.

Hiding but Vulnerable
I was playing a game of hide and seek out in the countryside. I was there for ages in a dark but comfy spot. It was not very bright and I was not lucid. I was obviously isolating myself and not free. It was a break from the hustle and bustle of life but it was not freedom. I felt like I was playing a game of hide and seek and someone would find me. They did find me and instantly I lost my composure as if I was just building up my emotions. People arrive and start laughing at me.

Bomb Attack
I am on my way home after my holidays. I am on a bus and on a plane. There have been bombs planted and one is in a bag in our van. Two of my friends that I know IWL find a way of escaping. I get dream freeze in the van and can't get up to lift the bomb out of the van. It is timing out and we are sure to die. 3, 2, 1, I pray and nothing happens. I was being prepared to be blown into pieces and die as I though it was real. Nothing happens. We make it all the way home and my friend accuses me of not looking after the bag right and pushing it too much that it could have gone off. I am at my house that I grew up in. All is well that ends well but I don't recognise it is a dream even though I don't live in this house anymore.

Oh hey DJ, long time no post. I've been having a lot of interesting dreams that I've been wanting to post in here, but I'm just so damn lazy. But I really want to start up again.

Sometime during the dream I realized I didn't feel quite "normal" and this made me realize I was dreaming. I was at my house, so I decided to try to revisit an old dream. I went outside on my driveway and called her name. "Angela!" Wait.. her name isn't Angela! What is her name?? I couldn't remember her name! So I stood there trying to think of her name until the dream finally faded away. As soon as I woke up I remembered her name(When you've known this person's name for 12+ years, how can you just simply forget it??). It's like something doesn't want me to remember or go back to that dream, because I've tried multiple times and it never works.

I also had the oh so common drowning dream. In a deep pool, 12 feet deep but it seemed more like 16 feet. I was at an indoor waterpark at someone's home, yeah, someone had a huge ass awesome waterpark in their house. And for some reason me and the people I was with decided to check it out. I was on this lazy river type ride and kept getting pulled in a certain direction but wanted to get off, then started sinking. But this time I think I actually saved myself? I don't remember. Last night was a mess of weird dreams that I can't remember. I think it's the from the Melatonin.

Oh I also dreamt that I got an email on my phone saying pumkin spice lattes at Starbucks were back and you could get them if you were a rewards member, which I was. I got all excited til I woke up and realized I still have to wait another week or so.

"What about the freedom?"

It was night and I was wandering around with another person down the streets. The surrounding seemed a bit familiar but also had that adventurous feeling to it. The first thing that I noticed was how terribly shabby the front yards were. The grass had grown over a meter high and already turned brownish with seeds on the top which really confused me. Were the houses abandoned or are the owners just really lazy?

Now we come to the point where the dream took a whole new direction. I met some friends at a traffic light and they told me that they were searching for another person which disappeared. Of course I couldn't say no but on the other hand I sensed that everything hear was totally wrong somehow. For the first time ever a dream character would give me the final kick to completely accept that it was a dream. He just randomly said "What about the freedom?" Of course he was right. It was time to leave the plot the dream had given me and follow my own one. I turned around and ran over the street just to wake up. Yeah, stabilizing and thinking could help sometimes...

The dark ice age

This time I shall start off with a false awakening. I actually love those because they feel the most convincing and real. My first action of the "day" was to open the window and directly drop my jaw at what I saw. Although it was late summer everything was covered in snow and ice and the sun was strangely gloomy. It was very red and didn't spend much light. As someone took our sun at substituted it with a red dwarf star.

In a second I made a RC and I was at least a bit less confused as I saw the result. This was so interesting that I directly went out and sat into a chair just watched the dark, icey world around me. Cars were driving extremely slowly by and the drivers looked slightly irritated as well.

I knew what I had to do: Find out who caused it and turn it back to normal. An adventure awaited me (Hopefully I can get back into the story in another lucid)

Next time I will unite some team mates and bring back the light together with them.

I'm already lucid, and find myself at my old high school. One of my old teachers is in the parking lot, and I’m trying to sneak past her. I try to turn myself invisible, but each time I try to sneak past her, she sees me. After 3 or 4 attempts, I decide to try something different. I summon one of the gloves from Ant-Man’s suit and put it on. I push the button, and instantly I shrink down to a very small size. I run past her to the other side of the parking lot, and then grow back to normal size.

Next, I find myself in this tall house with some guy that looks like Leonardo Dicaprio. I look out the window to see that I’m on the 3rd floor. I remember that one of my personal tasks is to fall from a great height and hit the ground at full speed. I walk to the end of the hallway, get a running start, and then jump out the window. At first, I hit a canopy on the first floor before bouncing down to the ground. I’m not satisfied with this, so I “reset” and try again. This time, I clear the canopy and land in this dirt clearing between the house and the forest. I hit the ground pretty hard, and it makes a fairly satisfying thud. I’m completely unhurt, but there’s no noticeable damage to the ground beneath me. I think about trying it again, but the dream switches.

I’m now in this strange maze. It seems like it’s in someone’s backyard, and it’s made entirely of cinderblock walls. I’m in the maze with 2 other guys, and we approach a small crawlspace with a motion-detecting security system directly above it. The two of them go through first, being careful to not set off the alarm. As the second guy enters the small door, he turns around and smirks before intentionally setting off the motion detector. An alarm sounds, and the door shuts behind him. A laser emerges from the wall just below the motion detector, and quickly aims at me. I duck behind a nearby wall for some shelter. There’s several other monsters on my side of the wall, but I don’t really have much of a choice, since I can still hear the laser firing behind me. I try to stay as motionless as possible, to prevent from drawing any attention. I spot an exit on the other side, past the laser room, so I take off running. I feel myself getting shot in the back by the laser, which burns a little bit every time it hits, but I do manage to make it to the exit before the dream ends.

DILD - 10 pts
Basic Summoning - 5 pts
Use an Electronic Device - 5 pts
Full Transformation (Shrinking) - 10 pts
Gain Invulnerability - 5 pts
New Personal Task - 15 pts
1 Non-Lucid - 1 pts

Night 8 Total - 51 pts
Competition Total - 149 pts

Spoiler for tags:

Dwight. Cage. Zombie hoard. Sprinkles and light.

Mother in law. Store. Zombies.

Lucid. Watching Dwight and someone else weeks later. Bystander. He takes a pill and becomes a head and arms. Enters a smaller cage and starts wasting them.

Lucid watching the rest of the place. The zombies are similar to vampires. One of them on the base accidentally disobeying and feeding. getting ready to go on a rampage after that.

Non lucid sex with wife

Crap... I forgot about the other dreams I had at the end of the night.
Dream 1 I was very asleep and it would have taken a lot to get me lucid
Dream 2 going shopping. zombies around, not very aware
Dream 5 I should have realized it was a dream for numerous reasons.

Lucid 1
I was in a place with a cage fight. A game you could only play once. It wasn't really my turn to play, but I was a helper for Dwight Schrute. I realize that it is a dream It is a zombie attack and it is released in waves. I jump into the ring and use some TK to open the huge gate and close it. It is a lot of waves ahead. It has been weeks since I was here in the first dream. I don't want to fight, but I want to see what is going on. I make myself invisible and make everything able to pass through me. The Zombies start ignoring me and they all just pass through me. I float around like a ghost and just watch what happens next. Dwight is so many waves ahead that a mortal cannot take it. The enemies are closing in and he takes apart a couple of them and connects it to the sparkling around (there is a 'Sparkling thing' going around and I didn't know what it was) and eats it. His flesh starts falling off and his arms and head are connected. It is a power up that only seems to last a while somehow, I don't see how he could recover from that. He climbs onto a pole and a couple bones jumped out and grabbed a hold of pole. He has a gun in each of his skeleton hands and somehow he is now not alone. I am on the other side helping him mow down enemies, don't remember transforming, but I am just like him. Somehow this mode allows infinite bullets and almost invincibility (don't remember using this), so we waste the zombie hoard and he returns to his old form.

Lucid 2
I am going around the camp (from previous dream) It seems to be somewhere in the future. I just chill out and check out what is going in the base. Apparently they have integrated the zombies into things more like vampires. They are actually a little crazy looking still, but they can live in sun and are sentient. They then live off of food, but they crave humans. I watch a zombie go into a kitchen where a human had just died. it comes out looking more rejuvenated and its eyes which had been blue and white were now blue and red. She leaves and goes into the general populace, ready to start an uproar. :/

Fucking breakthrough!!! Pre wbtb DILD, post wbtb chain of WILDS. triggered by the sensei comp! I have 12 minutes of frickin audio notes to
transcribe...

Pre WBTB DILD

I'm on this gameshow and I can't figure out the point of it but I'm standing in a big black room where these different groups of people are doing weird superhuman feats. I wonder how they are happening. One person is like floating up in the air and their hands are glowing and they fall to the ground and everyone cheers. Everything is happy and exciting. It gets to my group and people are yelling at me "just feel it, just go with it, just do it!!"

I hear a big voice "TONY, YOU'RE GONNA FLY! YOU'RE GONNA TELEPORT!" I'm wondering, what's happening? There's a waterfall. Like a glowing waterfall. It's a waterfall of lucidity. I realize that the gameshow is Sensei's competiton and i'm watching other people have their turns. I step in the falls and i feel the power of lucidity wash over me but i don't have any control. People are yelling "GO WITH IT!" I can feel this power, this realization that i'm in a dream but i don't have any control. I want to look at my hands but i can't do anything. I step back and the feeling is gone for a second. I step back into the glowing waterfall and I'm thinking about sageous' book for a second and this rush comes over me and it's beautiful. I think about what i want to do in this situation and i start to leave the moment and I'm back in my body.

i had a WBTB and my daugter puked during my wild attempt. had to get that cleaned up and tried to go back and hold still but it took me an extra hour to fall asleep. I wilded right into my bedroom. i got heavy hands and flashes of pictures. For a while i saw a whipping pattern of light and some noise and i tried to make it into a dream but couldn't think of anything to dream.

Wild, Remember, then flying.
From the wild I end up in my bedroom. I can tell that I’m dreaming because the room is very dim and unstable. I am rubbing my hands together. I have a very narrow strip of vision. I’m looking at my hands and nothing is clarifying. I look around and say out loud “I’m in my bed and I’m asleep” the room gets more clear after that. I walk to the wall and start rubbing the texture of the wall. I go through the hallway to the living room and go outside. I leap into the air and start flying, soaring over my neighborhood. I land on top of a neigbor’s house and I look in a window and it’s my bedroom! I’m reminded that I’m dreaming again and I run to the edge of the roof and jump and I’m flying. I think about how I can teleport and climb to the top of a building, like an office complex. Dream fades.
School sex then battle!
In the hallway of a school like a Hogwarts, fancy boarding school and I see a pretty thin girl that looks like amy schumer. I remember that I'm lucid and my sex drive takes over. I ask her if she wants to come sleep with me. We walk through a door and it’s a bedroom and I start grinding on her. I tried to do thing where you start humping and it turns into sex but it doesn’t, it just stays dry humping. She’s wearing a pink tube top and has blonde hair. I never finish and I end up going back into the other room. I am lucidish during this.
In the other room it’s now a big combat hall like at the end of the karate kid. I’m fighting a guy and I have chi powers. I can lightly tap my opponent and he’ll fly across the room. He looks like captain lou albano, big fat guy with long stringy beard and rubber bands. He’s wearing a karate gi with a black belt tied around it.

False Awakening
I’m talking to my friend ced after the dreams and I’m showing him my phone. Telling him that I’ve been having trouble LDing but now I’ve got dreams… “here’s 4 minutes worth, here’s 8 minutes worth.” He says, “wow, that’s great dude!”

In this dream I find myself standing in an artic scenery; a flat, vast ice plain. Despite the ice it is warm, and it is glistering in the sunlight of an bright day. I stand where this ice plain meets the sea, the coastline being a low yet steep slope.

I stand looking down at the water. Gripped be sudden curiosity I begin to slowly slide down the slope towards the water. When I reach it I stretch out my arm, and touch it.

It doesn't sink.

The surface of the water feels rubbery, as if someone has coated the ocean with a thick gel of some kind. I poke it for a bit longer, not being lucid I was marvelling at this oddity. Eventually I decided to leave. But halfway up the slope I stopped, and turned. A phenomena this strange certainly deserves a more thorough investigation, I though to myself. Coming back to the water, I decided to try and walk on it.

It held for a moment, before I did indeed start to sink, even though there was a great resistance, as if I was sinking though jelly. Surprised, I found that the water was very warm and comfortable! In another moment I was below the water, and I could see the darkness of the depths beneath me. My fear for deep water kicked in, and I scrambled ashore. Yet when I got ashore I realized that there had been nothing to be afraid of, it had merely been my nerves that had betrayed me.

Sadly, I awoke before I could probe the waters again. I know that those water surely held some secret of my mind, and I regret that I didn't have the courage to stare down into the depths the first time around... I wonder what I would have seen?

SubCat: Not Peaceful
I was starting new academic year with my new class but having what felt like a lot of interference from my peers. Teacher in next class wanted my time during a lesson (1 of my buttons pressed) worried about what class was doing while I was gone. Told me about Chinese pupil who was problematic in his set.
When I got back TAs were letting class watch cbbc or something. I was incensed but was told by children that they were filling time while waiting for me. Felt foolish but told them only as a reward in future and fumbled to turn off.

Lucidity and points at terrible cause.. awful nightmare spurred by stupid show I watched last night involving a dead baby :<

-My daughter has some kind of problem and somehow we decide the best course of action is to euthanize her ourselves, painlessly of course. For some reason we're going through this process on the roof of some unknown public building here in town in the middle of a bright, hot day. As the process goes on, my daughter just keeps playing around like nothing is going on, since it hasn't taken full effect yet. This is just all way too much for me and I freak the hell out. The sheer amount of awfulness springs my lucidity and I channel it all towards getting the hell out of there. I immediately run and jump wayyy up into the air and fly away in a straight line as fast as I can. Scenery speeds by in a blur and my recall ends.

Really irritated i still have yet to attain lucidity. I did have a few dreams forgot tonight too. My first remembered dream was i was in an old science class of mine but the back wall of the class was gone and outside was just a long stretching desert. The bell rang to go to our next class and when i walked in the desert HUGE worms were coming up out of the ground near where i stepped. I began to freak out and sprint to my class. When i finally made it i was at the same class i left but of course to my mind this was normal. i turned in a homework assignment and it was graded by another student who gave me a 1/11 and i didn't argue because in my mind i just wrote random stuff. Then i woke up. My second dream was when things got weird. I was in a parking lot of a Raley's by my house. There was a group of friends i was with and across from us was a group of friends that we know but aren't too close with. One of the girls in the other group named Sophia was being carried around naked. Why this didn't make me realize i was dreaming beats me. She had a shirt but just no shorts or underwear. The dream got blurry a little after that i remember going in the store for something but came back out. I was back with my group and one of my friends imitated them. So my friend Justin got naked and my other friends Brandon carried him. Brandon also stroked him (I don't know) and he cumed everywhere. I'm sorry for the vision but this is really what happen. I ran away being grossed out and woke up. My third dream was all together not very clear in the beginning. I do know sometime in the beginning i grew a second penis but it was really small compared to my normal one. I also remember googling on my phone "The fact is I have a second penis". It started to clear up when i went to a school play of mine with my friend. We sat in the theater although it wasn't my schools theater but a legit one. The music was actually really good. I myself love classical music so i enjoyed it a lot. Then the second play we went to was a skit performed by students and all i remember was it was a joke so me and my friend Chris just talked thew whole time. Then i woke up. Sorry for the bad images i might have put in your head but it feels nice to do this and tell people my dreams so I'm going to keep this up.

Morning of August 25, 2015. Tuesday.



In my dream (with no implied back story or prior memory of any other event or situation) I find myself absentmindedly looking at an array of thumbnails on my computer monitor, too small to see much detail other than various images of a mysterious figure in black and what may be a closeup of a face in solely one image of the set. It looks like it may be a set of photographs of a young dark-haired Moroccan girl in a mostly featureless room, though it may also be a young version of my wife Zsuzsanna. My thoughts are not that defined and I remain puzzled over the display. The images seem slightly larger at one point, though not based on any technical adjustment on my part (though possibly by automatic magnification, based on purely mental “zooming in” of the dream self’s perspective, this being a fairly common event in my dreams). She is wearing black clothes, including black silky palazzo pants and a kaftan top from what can be seen in the thumbnails, and it looks like there may be a black veil in some images.

When I bring up one image in the top row, I see a young female’s face and it looks rather distorted though still human for the most part. An outline of very small jewels completely encircles her eyes, mouth, and nose area. They look like they may have been deeply embedded into her skin. This puzzles me and for a moment I almost think it is her actual face and that the “jewels” are organic, though I eventually accept that they may be tiny rhinestones. I have no idea who it is at this point. At one time the girl may have been pretty, but now she looks almost inhuman (or “alien” in a cinematic sense) and very odd. My dream fades after this, after seeing only the one larger image with some sort of vague wariness regarding what sort of “creature” she may be (though likely still human for the most part, yet unique in that I get the impression no one else has gone to this extreme in facial alteration, which may be related to some sort of extreme cultural or religious purpose).

Morning of August 25, 2015. Tuesday.



Notes:

It always gives me an extraordinary sense of fulfillment when I get a continuous flow of insight and am able to more fully decode certain patterns in dreams over a lifetime since earliest memory. I am very grateful for the technology that has allowed me to do this; that is, type faster and with continuous editing potential (rather than writing and correcting and rewriting and correcting when I was little), put documents all together in one place, and have a listing and potential day to day timeline of my lifetime from around age four (with sparse family references and records since my birth date in 1960) as well as having access to resources that are able to validate and enhance so many of my earlier records. Not only will I be able to, in about ten years (only an optimistic estimate of course), bring all of my dream records and notes together as I want them, I will also have the ability to do extensive searches with a fair amount of precision. This dream, as odd and unlikely as it seems (even to me at first - I did not expect the flashes of realization when working with it), gave me the required focus somehow to unravel a small and isolated set of dream metaphors and associations going back to 1968 as well as relating to the path to my beautiful soulmate. There are too many layers to get into in this entry (and one would have to understand hundreds of summarized pages of my personal back story to “get” any of it anyway). I can only loosely touch upon some of it. Obviously, there are still limitations to my personal symbols and metaphors being fully decoded. This is mainly because some symbolic associations are rather sparse and fairly rare even at my present age. Still, I feel very happy today with another new breakthrough.

Sewing Machine Bulldozer:

I am mournfully back as I was when I was in my twenties and working for the Onalaska Street Department (not that I was sad at that time - it is just that something seems to be “missing” somehow in-dream). My job at this time was picking up large pieces of eroded embankment (on a fairly difficult inclination) and placing them on the roadside - placing them directly in front of the bulldozer. This was very difficult work and not many could do it for very long. Over time, I begin to be annoyed and tired over why I am even doing this. (It does not dawn on me that I am no longer this age, and do not even live in America anymore.) I am concerned about the speed of the other workers. The bulldozer even bumps me a few times, though not in any harmful way. I grow impatient and realize that I may have missed pieces a far distance back and think that the stretch will have to be worked over again. I do some of the work incorrectly, that is, I bend over to pick up a heavy piece instead of squatting and flinging back. Any sense of weariness of course, is an illusion in-dream. I start to ask myself what I am doing here. Is this where I am supposed to be?

I absentmindedly turn about and put my foot against the blade of the bulldozer. This results in a very strange event. The blade and push frame begin to wobble and very small “plates” fall off the front (reminding me vaguely of “Bathtub with Grill” from June 26, 2015). The exhaust pipe stack begins to move up and down like a “giant” sewing machine needle. It is almost like the tension building up in a cartoon (but not cartoon-like in any way). When I look down, I see that the bulldozer’s blade has actually transformed into an oversized antique sewing machine’s treadle (with floral scroll design), though at an angle and somewhat elevated. My leg is automatically working it to create (and actually sew together, apparently) some sort of clothing within the bulldozer’s cab. It is some sort of gossamer white lacy material flowing out from the side. Around this time there is a very strange mechanical sound behind me and when I dare look, it is a downward rolling “wave” suggesting a ghostly staircase. Soon, it is a luminescent staircase (recurring feature mostly from early 1991 to early 1994). My wife (as she was when we first made contact) in a glowing wedding dress and some sort of oversized tiara (somewhat like a crown) is standing there with a bouquet of flowers. I can see a blue layer of light just under her skin. “I’m not going to be late, am I?” I ask. “I never intended to be la…” (My dream is swept away.)

Connections:

Bulldozer history: I have found some links I did not really fully put together before. “The Dead One” dream (February 13, 1971, age ten - that is, first version of it) had a bulldozer run over Brenda W when I was taking flowers to her late at night on the eve of Valentine’s Day (so that only her hand is seen emerged from the soil and I feel a terrible sense of loss), yet she was resurrected (not in a zombie sense) near the end of my dream, yet “I could not yet have her”. (There were several dreams where she was resurrected, none of them relevant to any zombie lore - more in a divine “ascension” sense.) Brenda was the fully confirmed “stand-in” for my wife-to-be and also appeared in composite forms (such as “The Bad Witch” from March 18, 1978, which had a recurrence on March 23rd - the same date I got my first letter from my wife-to-be in 1991). Other layers - my sister died on February 13th (though the 14th from my perspective at one point in Australia as we are about a day ahead) and my father also died on the 14th of February. I have often associated the bulldozer with mortality and loss as such. Thus, there is very odd synchronicity with only a 1 in 365 chance it would be relevant as such - though it is - and all through my life extremely unlikely synchronicity continued with almost every event and association.

The origins of this (that is, the very seed) may or may not be related to the tree I used to spend time near at primary school. One of my friends used to take palmetto sticks and push sand off the concrete bench, chanting “bulldozer bulldozer”. This was the “same” bench that Brenda was seated in most versions of “Bridge Over a Prehistoric World” (though she also appeared in distorted composites associated with the “dream girl” or “mystery girl” as I preferred).

At any rate, from here, I made somewhat of a breakthrough in one very early version of the “divine staircase”. However, the features are quite different. It turns out to be my “Rocket Science” dream from July 2, 1976. This is not the first version of the implied “soulmate staircase” by any stretch. One of the oldest appears in “The Ghost Marriage” dream from October 16, 1971. I am linking only to the “Rocket Science” dream because of a few odd parallels. Firstly, the white sheet of paper that makes the “staircase” is like a miniature implication of the one in this latest dream (which I never even began to note before for whatever absentminded reason) as well as the commonly recurring ones as already mentioned above. It moved exactly the same way; that is, like a diagonal wave that suggested a complete “pure” or “divine” staircase (phantom or not).

Aside from that, there is also the shared “whirligig” element and the strange “impossible” technology, the “whirligig” obviously being a Merkaba form, but I am not sure what the sewing machine needle and fictional helicopter rotary design “pumping” relates to (well, on a spiritual level that is - some sort of spiritual “motor” or cosmic mechanism perhaps). As most of this had already come about in 1994, it is more like a decoding breakthrough than anything relevant to what may come.

Sleeping: August 23rd 2015, 10:30 PM (UTC +7)
Awake: August 24th 2015, 6:20 AM (UTC +7)

Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, False Awakening

I'm already bored of dreams which take place at school. Anyways, things in real life do influence, eh? Woke up once at 4:30 AM with no dreams recalled; exception being light feeling as if I was flying in a dream, a song that was stuck in my head, weird fast blade sound. Took me around half an hour to sleep at 5:00 AM (probably).

This took place in a classroom where I used to study last year. For this class, specifically GSP (The Geometer's Sketchpad), teacher arrived late so we just messed around as we always did. Environment was just usual, people brought up their laptop, getting things prepared, some chit-chat around, walking around, doing other works, etc. Though, carpet on the ground was dark blue; lighting was dim amber light instead of usual fluorescent light. I walked to the desk in the middle to talk with one of my close friends about some assignments we had to do. Spectated some people in the back, came up forth and then a female teacher came.

I sat down on my desk in front, leftmost while my teacher just went on and turned on school's computer at rightmost in front of the activboard. The class went on as usual, until she called me and one of my friends up in front. As always, I just expected it to be some method showing and such which I didn't pay attention to (at least in this dream class). We sat down at the desk in front of my usual desk, facing my friends, using the (dream) computer there linked to projector. She showed us a figure of what we needed to calculate... something.

I expected it to be easy, until then I found myself struggling to even replicate that. It was a simple polygon, but I failed to even think of length of each sides. I looked at the board, of course, I saw all numbers or x's there; but I was still confused as my friend was. I spoke to teacher, asked her on how sides were supposed to be. She looked at me once before ignoring me, continuing her class as if my friend and I weren't even here in first place. We just had to do something as if we were sitting at our usual spots. I was left confused like this, trying to do things and such with this simple image. I didn't notice it shifted few times, with few numbers changed which might lead to lucidity.

Related dreams

• Unknown Date - Training for such competition

Sleeping: August 22nd 2015, 11 PM (UTC +7)
Awake: August 23rd 2015, 7:20 AM (UTC +7)

Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, False Awakening

Woke up once at 4:40 AM, didn't recall anything. Continued sleeping on.

I don't know how I started it, or when did I, but I found myself playing a game that I usually play. Of course, Terraria, why not? (Though I don't really have time to play IWL right now due to works and such. I'm also actually a moderator on a server.) I was on a server, alone with someone else. Although, I was only one who was actually playing. They were just watching and talking to me. It was a simple, quick, parkour map which also had a server plugin co-operated: to not allow standing in same spot for more than one second. Indeed, it was rushing and also short. I was supposed to use a new character to play on. However, I had 400 HP and 200 MP but with no other equipment/tools. I don't think I have to explain here since it's gameplay as you would do in your usual life, would be boring. Anyways, it was great idea for me to actually try IWL.

After few minutes of getting through backtrack and such, final thing I had to do is fighting a boss with purely new character. I hesitated a bit, but decided to give it a go. I didn't know when, but I actually had 500 HP by that time, with weird flame-themed items. (Actually molten/flame things, with a bit of green; looked great anyways) They were non-existant IWL though. It was long time with that, while I was also talking to that unknown person.

I woke up. It was probably on how I actually got break as August 22nd was Saturday. A great break from getting stressed with schools. Of course, this also meant game/coding/etc. elements were still things in my dream.

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