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22/06/2018
Fragment: I won a backpack with some prizes inside, including some boxing gloves, a basketball and other exercise paraphernalia.

During the summer, I tend to have very imaginative dreams, but they are often hard to remember. Starting the first night of summer break on the fifth of June, this began happening. Last night, I took two tablets of a dietary supplement containing Choline, a chemical naturally found in the brain that is responsible for cognitive functioning. Choline helped me remember the so-called "summer dream" as I would any other dream.

Me and a few other friends went to a planet that my 8th grade history teacher inhabited. Once we got to his classroom, which was literally just his desk and a shelf with his belongings on it, we had found that he had turned into a baby just to mess with us. Once he turned back, I was given the task of monitoring the planet and I went a little power crazy. The planet was small, so when I fined a person his house and all of his money, he ran away and came back around in less than two seconds, only to realize he could totally afford the fine. I then saw Sans and Papyrus from Undertale and that gave me an idea. I went to my friends and started a large project with them. We then went back to earth to continue it. There was one part where we were all taking a piss and as we all know, on the can is literally the best place to have ideas. I then had a false awakening and woke up in my dream at around 4:30 AM. I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down the first four words of my dream log down with a thick-tipped black marker in big font that took up ~60% of the first line. As soon as I woke up, I lost any memory of the second part of my dream where we went to earth to work on the project. When I was writing it down in the dream, however, I had full memory of what had happened.

I went to bed pretty early, and tried to take processing time. But, my recall wasn’t as high as I expected. 1,197 words and 0 lucids.

(zzz)

Round 1 of Dreams.

I had only slept for an hour or two, but I think a noise woke me up. I remember a bar code thing inside an envelope, maybe. Like the things people scan into their phones. There was some other stuff before it that faded before I could think of it.

(zzz)

Round 2 of Dreams.

I think I recalled some dreams from this one but didn't re-remember them the next time I woke up. (RBFA)

(zzz)

Round 3 of Dreams.

I remember G and I were scared of something under water. We were at a beach or near some docks. It was either a crab or a fish thing.

I remember being in my current room, and the window was propped open. It looked like it had fallen out of alignment a little. A guy was in my room talking to my neighbors. I was thinking the older neighbors still lived there, who smoked, so I wanted the window sealed shut. I tried to put in some plastic to seal it.

I remember going to give a set of colored pencils and markers back to my Aunt C. When I left my room, I saw someone reprimanding a woman for smoking and telling her to put that out. I didn't smell anything. I grabbed her pack of cigarettes. It was a red pack of Pall Mall with white letters. It only had 2-3 poison sticks left. I smashed the box on the ground and smooshed it with my foot. It felt good but then I was afraid I'd get in trouble. Well, I never got in trouble. Guess I did the right thing!

RBFA and re-remembered.

(zzz)

Round 4 of Dreams.

I remember something with the bathroom at a religious store. Something about one being cleaned so the other had to be for everyone. Single person bathrooms anyway. I went in and something about other people using the bathroom after me.

There may have been something with a pool. Or my sister. I remember some parts but not in detail.

There was an African American guy named "John" (no waking life counterpart) who had been eating some pasta. He one one square of pasta left on his plate. I messed it up some how and tried to put it back into place, before he returned. The pasta had split into several pieces though so I couldn't put it back into a perfect square. I even put a cleaning wipe over part of it. I also wondered why he just left it out for such a long time.

When he got back, I tried to tell him what i had done to his pasta! He didn't seem to mind. I still felt kinda bad.

Then I followed "John" around the building. There were lots of stairs. He seemed to have some magic powers. I am not sure if I got lucid.

I don't know if I got lucid, but I remember asking "John", "Can we manifest a bunch of dream food?" He seemed interested in that. He reminded me of C R. But I don't remember food appearing until later.

I do remember being outside a religious thing. People were doing really intense kinds of pull-ups on a trapeze thing. I looked and they had giant arms. I also remember a woman eating a whole cake. But something about how the cake was a little past expiration.

I might have woken up and done an RBFA between these. Not sure if they were separate rounds of dreams or not.

(zzz)

Round 5 of dreams. (Maybe?)

I remember being on a green hill with some trees. It was sunny out. All I remember about it was I was thinking, 'I am not going to go to war. I am not going to the military.' I wonder why I felt pressure to go to the military.

I remember being in a dorm room with a few other people. "John" was still involved in these dreams. It was a Sunday. I had waited all week to do my homework which was due the following day. Monday. So I was going to have to go to the library and do all my homework.

I was sitting on the edge of a bed and a woman was to my left. There was a religious guy accross the room from us, saying how we all needed to read his religious text book, and mentioning religious names. Something about a youth group. The woman next to me used a word for it that I forgot, but she was saying how he shouldn't pressure others to join his religion. I agreed.

I remember seeing a hammer coated in gold on a chair. As I turned to my right and saw another woman doing her home work. The religious guy was still talking but I tried to just ignore him. Kind of acting like it wasn't happening. The woman was doing some kind of room-layout chart. I guess our home work was to design a room layout. "Want to go to the library?" I asked. "Sure," she said.

We started packing up to go. I remember the room layout papers. And the color red. And a binder. Something about fitting 30 people in one bed.

This was when "John" returned. He said something that I forgot.

There were some older people, maybe teachers. One said that he hypnotizes people. The group of teachers stood in a line on stage, holding one ice cream cone in each hand. Some ice cream cones had lots of ice cream and some were empty. I remember looking at the empty ice cream cones in one teacher's hands, confused. They told us all to lick our spoons so I remember doing that. One woman's spoon looked like it turned into blue candy.

The last thing I remember is a bunch of marinara, pouring out of a pipe.

I recalled what I could of those and then got up. I always try to see if I will sleep any more as I re-play all the night's dreams in my mind. Then there comes a point where I figure I'm not gonna sleep any more, and I get up.

One thing I haven't done recently is listen to my older dream journal entries, so I'm gonna do some more of that, and see if it brings my recall back up.

Morning of June 22, 2018. Friday.

Dream #: 18,813-02. Reading time: 1 min 23 sec.



The first part of my dream presents a shopping situation in an unfamiliar store. There is significant visual detail in what I am buying, mostly food. After finishing our shopping, Zsuzsanna and I (and our children) walk along what vaguely reminds me of the King Street area in America.

Silas Weir Mitchell, the American character actor, is with us, though my dream self does not recall him as either a celebrity or a character he had played. He is an implied friend.

We approach an intersection, though it seems a challenge to continue. Snow covers an embankment though there is no awareness of winter or being cold. Where the end of the sidewalk joins the curb, one must first go up and over the embankment before crossing the street. I am pushing a shopping cart full of groceries. Silas is helping me, although he soon seems to be annoyed.

Upon going over the embankment, there is a sudden drop of about two stories, with the street far below. I look down and see that Silas has fallen with the trolley, though seems uninjured. There is annoyance at my lack of progress in getting home with our food as the groceries are now strewn on the street far below.

I soon realize it is a dream and that it is the usual vestibular system correlation of the waking process. As a result of this emergence of dream state awareness, I mentally reset it, and immediately, Silas and the shopping cart are back near me on the sidewalk, but I still decide to wake.

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In this dream, Silas is the vestibular system personification, a projected simulacrum of the waking process (which typically comes with an imaginary perception of flying, falling, or rising as a result of not fully discerning the physical body or its orientation while asleep). An intersection is autosymbolism for RAS (reticular activating system) mediation and synaptic gating, that is, the choice to wake or return to dreamless sleep (or attempt to continue the dream).

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I explain this dream type in “Dreams of Type PRECONAV-VSCPCEL, 01-15."

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Date of Dream: FRI 22 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 358 - A Crazy Sly Game

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my house and my parents and I were preparing for guests to arrive for my birthday party. I see the clock and as it said 7:30 PM, no one had turned up. 15 minutes later, guests do show up but there weren't as many as I initially expected. One person I do clearly remember being there was YW but I forgot what we did.

The dream was still in the same layout of the house but the events changed, so I classify this as a new scene. My mum was chopping up fruit and veggies into a diced shape to make some sort of salad. I asked mum “where did all the cherries go?”... I had no choice of what to eat except for the veggies. I soon discovered that it was my dad who came and took all the fruit for himself. My mum took more of these so called cherries out of a packet but they looked more like little yellow tomatoes to me. She ended up adding them to the bowl with the rest of the salad. I hurried and took a few before my dad could get to them again.

The scene then showed me in the shower and I had the bowl of supposed fruit salad next to me on the shower floor, taking one piece every now and then. The scene changed again and I was at my high school, repeating a simulation of Year 7 LOTE Indonesian. The teacher, like in real life, was Ms C but the dream gave her a bit of a nasty vibe. The work I was doing also seemed ridiculous but I forgot in what way.

The next scene took place in the kitchen of my old house. I was standing in front of the sink and singing a German song that I did in real life for my last high school exam recital. My mum appeared and was standing at the other side of the bench. She suggested that I translate the German version into English and then the English version into French.

I then discovered myself to be in the Sly 2 Paris environment but the map was so much bigger than in the real game and some buildings contained features from other Sly 2 episodes, especially Prague. The scene turned into a slideshow and Bentley was was discussing what had to be done in the Paris episode. Apparently there was not one, not two, not three, but nine villains to defeat! And each mission was going to be focusing on one villain; pictures of all of them were displayed on a 3x3 collage photo.

The first villain for the Cooper Gang to face was actually Carmelita. As she was the first villain to deal with, she was the most simple... All Sly had to do was keep whacking her with his cane until she ended up in the water. The next villain I can remember is the Evil Wolf Priestess in which Sly had to light some metal explosive bombs and the shortening fuse would eventually direct the metal TNT barrels to blow up the crypt.

The missions for each subsequent villain would get harder and harder and the villains got more and more ridiculous sounding, so much so that I eventually entered the dream scene. Note that before this, I actually wasn't a part of my own dream since the start of the Paris scene. At first, it was just a projection of my thoughts without me actually being there. I said to myself, something like, “These villains just keep getting worse and worse! Villains like them (I have forgotten their names)... Sly doesn't know how to deal with them. I'd better do something and take these guys out myself”. Then I appeared in the dream and started to locate some of the villains.

When I got to a certain area, I was expecting to face Cortex but to my surprise, young Cortex was there as well. Firstly, I started off by speaking to them. I was questioning their appearances and why their hair was in an odd shape; their hair had two tall spikes at the top rather than one tall spike and hair shooting from the side of their heads. They were also wearing red chequered shirts, dark jeans and white shoes. The dream didn't show how I defeated them though.

The scene shifted back to where the gang was. After I had gotten rid of Cortex and Young Cortex, Bentley started to realise what was going on. When discussing missions, the dream used Sly's binocucom, Bentley's voice, and Murray's text colour. In Bentley's next mission description, he included something like, “We need to meet up with her”.

For the next scene, it was Sly's mission and I was now with them. Bentley would travel at the front, leading the group, Sly in the middle, and Murray at the back. Throughout the whole remainder of the dream, Murray was responsible for me. As it was Sly's mission the camera focused mainly on Sly with Bentley running ahead but sometimes inched back to show Murray, revealing a little snippet of my hands holding onto him... He was carrying me. I discovered myself to be wearing a white night-dress in this dream.

It was then Murray's mission and he was attempting to sneakily approach a flashlight guard. He soon realised that his arms were occupied and so to take out the flashlight guard, he had to put me down. So as Sly and Bentley were watching from the distance, I was only running a millimetre behind Murray as he wrestled with the flashlight guard and eventually, threw the flashlight guard to the ground, killing him on impact. Murray then quietly turned his attention back to me and became aware of the fact that he needed to devise a solution to keep me on him at all times. He held a look of pondering concern on his face like he knew it was dangerous to have me on the ground.

The next time the dream showed him, his belt was of a massive length like it would have no problem falling off his waist. The belt then morphed into one big belt, fitting Murray properly again, and one small belt, being connected by either an elongated clip or a rope. I was slotted into the smaller belt, now riding on his upper back. At this point, I couldn't see my legs and so I realised that from the same type of fabric as Murray's shirt, he made it into a sack and attached the top of the sack to the belt... The bottom half of me was in that sack.

So now the dream showed the gang walking in their assigned order with me bouncing up and down on Murray's back. On some occasions, I would slightly stretch in order to get a view of the current surroundings, peeping out at times from over the top of his head or the side of it. He then approached one of the frog guards and started having a punch-up with it. This time I wasn't effected in any way, the dream proving that I was staying secure and actually quite still on his back despite how much he was moving around.

Bentley announced that all the villains had been defeated, though there was a “but!”... There was a surprise villain. Bentley lead the group, giving us commentary about where this mysterious tenth villain would supposedly be. As we went further and further down the street, the windows on the buildings resembled the stained glass features like in Prague and the building that we ended up at was a very close resemblance to Neyla's Headquarters in Episode 5 in the real life game. The dream was giving me all these subtle cues that this would be a villain for me to face.

So with the feeling in mind, Sly and Bentley waited outside and Murray took me inside the building. We both catch sight of this villain and it's the Contessa! By the way, all characters in the Paris scene appeared exactly as they would in Sly 2, including the Contessa. Murray isn't saying anything but I end up perceiving this energy that tells me deep down, he wants to curse her as hard as his tongue can manage it. I feel that the Contessa has come supposedly for an attempt at a second kidnapping.

I look up at her as she walks to the end of the ledge she's on and says “Oh come now Murray” with the exact same behaviour and speech pattern as in the game. My facial expression is one with a mixture of innocent curiosity but also some form of hidden shock and aggression and I was aware of how she had previously harmed Murray. The thought inside my head was something along the lines of “You're not going to hold him hostage again... Not on my watch”.

From Murray's back, I assessed my surroundings and noticed that this was some sort of triangular shaped tower. I figured that there was no way for Murray to reach the Contessa, there were only Sly's wall-hooks but he was outside... So I figured I had to go, I was capable of replicating all gang member abilities. I catapulted myself from Murray's back and latched onto one of the three wall-hooks. The Contessa then jumped down and hooked herself onto another one... This was turning out to be a boss battle between me and the Contessa.

I jumped over to the next wall-hook while noticing Murray still standing on the ledge we entered from, watching me, giving me a hopeful gaze that I would succeed and finish her off. The wall-hooks I jumped onto would lead me further away from her and she would always follow me; it was a tedious process. When it came to my next turn though, I stopped and thought to myself, “Shouldn't I be going backwards? If I do that, I'd leap onto her and knock her down, causing her to fall to her death in the endless pit”. I changed my direction but before I could make the leap, I woke up with the clock in my real life bedroom saying 8:40 AM.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? Cancelled - Time Expiry)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 358: Results (Competition #4)
Competition Night: 21
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Me & Murray
Emergency Team: Sly & Bentley
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 7.5
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- New Personal Goal Achieved: Spend Some Time In Paris (3.0)
- Be A Dream Guide Yourself (2.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Appear Automatically: Murray (0.5)
- Help Someone In Need (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 79.5
Total Accumulated Points: 87.0

21/06/2018
Dream 1: I was transporting a bunch of babies and toddlers via a hovercraft sort of thing, I was being chased by some monsters. One was a dog and another was spiderman except corrupted by symbiote stuff.
Fragment: I was watching TV with some friends, it was a nice setup with 3 TVs, deciding on what movie to watch later.
Dream 2: I was at the gym learning how to bench press, nearly dropped the bar onto myself. I then spotted for someone.