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I'm on some kind of giant (city-sized) floating airship. Aliens are invading the world below. I send off my wife and kid on some kind of dropship to get to safety, while I stay behind. Unfortunately, an alien tripod shows up and uses its heatray to blow up the dropship as it flies away. I didn't have time to mourn, because the aliens hit my airship next. There was an explosion, and I fell down. I managed to hold onto some rubble, but lost my grip fell down anyway. I was falling, and thought I was screwed. But before I hit the ground, I suddenly floated. It was instantly like I'd been 'awakened', I knew I could fly and do immense damage to the enemy. I flew towards the tripod that attacked us. I grabbed jungle liana (those rope-like things hanging from trees in the jungle) and flew in circles around the tripod until its legs were tied together and it fell. Like in Star Wars. When that tripod was down, I flew off north towards the big city. The city was under attack by several tripods. I took them out by flying into them from above and smashing them down to the ground. I think I single-handedly stopped the offensive on the city. I think I talked with some military commanders afterwards about the battle. Personally, I didn't really care about saving humanity. I only felt seething hatred for the aliens who killed my (non-existent) loved ones.

I was lucid, naturally lucid. I was outside on some pavement trying to build some momentum to fly. I normally fly with no problems at all, but occasionally, I can't. I feel too heavy to lift off the ground or I can't get up past a few feet for more than a few seconds.

I accepted that this was one of those lucid dreams where I just don't have it in me to fly.

Suddenly I was pulled FAST through time.

I saw my entire life flash before my eyes until it was over and I was dead.
It was like the entire timeline of my life was a tunnel and I was being pulled through faster than the speed of sound. I caught glimpses of everything: my kids growing up, my aging, the mundaneness of day to day life. It all happened so fast
until I was old with white hair. 82 years old.
In a hospital. And out the life tunnel I went, my life over. And I was floating in pure black nothingness. My entire life gone, far away. A mere dot of light where I once existed.

It was the end.

I had a dream that I was walking around with a woman who looked exactly like me in appearance but totally opposite in personality. She had a cooler sense of style than me, seemed to have a lot of money, and she gave off the impression that she could take care of me. She was a lesbian, but somehow had a kid the same age as mine.

The woman and I went everywhere together. She was superior to me in a lot of ways, but I suspected her superiority was an act.
I was deep into a relationship with her, but it wasn't a typical romantic relationship. It wasn't love or attraction, just that she was taking care of me in life, financially and socially.

At a family gathering, she made sarcastic comments about the people I spoke to, and she groaned about my family. I tried to defend them to her. I even stopped talking to family members mid-conversation to defend them to her. My family didn't mind her comments, or even notice them. They were just confused about my sudden silence to them.
That's when I realized: nobody could see her except me.
I was struggling to maintain relationships because of her comments. Her whispers about how awful these people were paralyzed me from my normal life. Those same criticizing comments inflicted self doubt that prompted me to change a lot about my actions. From little things like how to dress, to big things like where to live.
She tried to make me move into a big house she chose and mocked me when I expressed that I love my current home. I almost forgot about my own home in the whole process and I nearly moved in to hers.

This woman was ruling my life and making it miserable, but I clung onto her because she was stronger than me and took care of me, and I needed that. I felt fragile and gullible. I felt I didn't know what was good for myself; she did. I felt safe with her. Even though I was miserable and isolated, I feared being without her. I viewed her criticism as honesty, something that's hard to come by.

As I became more aware throughout this dream, I realized:
She was me, and her kid was actually my kid.

More accurately, was another me. One half of me or maybe an alternate version of me. She was strong and emotionless, got shit done, and kept things together. Without her, I'm sensitive, overflowing with emotion, and a mess.

In waking life, I'm bisexual and a mix of all these things. It's as if I was split into two entire people in this dream.

This was about a week ago. Very nice, long, detailed dream, with lots of background info in the dream.

I'm on a quiet street on a hill, in an old, established neighborhood with small houses and lots of trees and greens. Someone is suppose to be driving me to or from there, but there is a delay. I'm suddenly overcome with memories and realization, that the house I'm looking at, is the first house I have lived in after arriving to this country. I know the street name, I recognize the backyard with some small wooden platform serving as a patio. I recognize the tall trees around it. I know that the staircase leading from the front door is a curvy one, going down into the house. I don't want to visit the room I used to live in, because a ghost lives there. As I'm looking around, I'm remembering more and more details. After I wake up, I know this was all a false memory.

We go down the hill to the coast. Shore is a bit rocky, but there are a lot of people playing in the ocean. A small inflatable boat overturns and we wait for people to swim up, but they never show up. I'm scared to jump in the water, which is kinda choppy. But everybody stepped back, so I dive in. I want to swim under the water to the people under the overturned boat, but I surface and swim like that instead. I yell at a passing by canoe to stop and help, but they don't. I fully expect to just flip the boat upside down and see the people there in the air pocket. But my dream ends soon after I get a good feeling from saving them, but before I actually get to them. I know they are safe.

There was some kind of World War 2 battle going on. Possibly indoors, in a mineshaft? I recall being in cover, and throwing confiscated German stielhandgranate at the Germans. I forgot to pull the pin at first, which I realized after tossing two or three that didn't explode. Interestingly, the grenades were 'activated' by twisting the top, rather than pulling a cord (the pin) at the base of the handle. Anyway... I pushed forward while my allies held the line, but then more baddies showed up from the right. My allies retreated, and I was left behind. Cut off. I headed in a different tunnel, which was a dead end. I went prone behind a barrel or crate, and stayed very still. Hoping they wouldn't see me if I stayed very still and in cover. Some Germans showed up to inspect the tunnel where I was hiding, but they didn't check very thoroughly and didn't see me. There was a Springfield 1903 sniper rifle in the mud next to me, so I grabbed it and peered through the scope to observe the enemy. I was far behind enemy lines at this point. The German soldiers looked relaxed. More officers showed up, and then I saw him. Hitler himself. Having him in the sights of my sniper rifle gave me the idea of shooting him, but I realized that I'd be killed instantly. I was backed in a little corner by loads of enemies. I decided to wait, hoping I'd get a better shot and chance to escape after. This did not happen. I don't recall how it happened, but my cover was blown and I was being shot at from all sides. I was running around like crazy, occasionally shooting Germans with the rifle. Sometimes even from pretty close up, looking through the scope. Almost impossible to do in real life. Luckily, being the dreamer, the baddies all had stormtrooper aim. Eventually, I was disarmed when the rifle was knocked from my hands, and I was forced to surrender. I was more annoyed I blew this chance to assassinate Hitler.

I am with a troupe of soldiers. There are maybe a couple dozen of us. We are kayaking in a loose formation along a coast. Our double-ended oars have marshmallows skewered to the ends. We arrive at an inlet which opens up to rolling green hills with pure white classical buildings. We are greeted by a statue riding a horse who directs us to one of the nearby buildings. Inside the building I find a staircase. On one of the staircase landings, a frame with a glass pane rests on the ground, against the wall. Framed is a painting of stained glass with light shining through. For the remainder of the dream I attempt to get a picture of this painting on my phone but there is too much glare.

I am driving on a wide road that feels sort of residential. I don’t see any houses, but there are some buildings a ways back from the road. It’s raining and, judging by the puddles all around, was raining a lot harder. I round a corner with enough speed for my tire to throw water from a puddle onto a girl on the walkway by the road. The girl looks early 20s and Hispanic. She has her hood up and is carrying something with both arms. Her face is shocked and saddened. I keep driving, as I did not intend to do that, but I look in my rear view and see her still standing there, staring at me driving away. I feel really poorly and I also see the beach towel on the passenger’s side floor (the blue one that really is in my car right now), so I stop and start to reverse. The girl sees me backing up and starts to run away. I keep reversing, then stop and get out, holding up the towel. She sees it and stops and then runs to me. Her appearance is completely different; she is a really tall white girl (same age range) with dirty blond hair cut in a straight line at the bottom of her long neck. She’s wearing a slightly alternative style - flared and slightly flowing black pants, and earthy green tank top, and I think a brown vest and maybe some jewelry. There are two barbell style piercings on the vest with only the silver bead showing. The vest is worn more so around them. The first thing she does is come in for a hug. I lightly hug her with the towel. When we pull away, I see that it looks like she is about to cry. I also can smell a perfume musk and her neutral breath. I tell her that I’m really sorry and that I didn’t mean to and that I feel really bad. She tells me it’s okay. I feel tears welling up in my eyes and have to hold them back.




I am in some house, but it feels like I am working here. People come up and ask where things are and I show or tell them. The house seems small, with a low ceiling and narrow hallways with sharp turns. It seems to be unfurnished except for a few rooms. An older couple wants to know where the DVDs are, so I have them follow me. I accidentally take them to a small bathroom that seems to be at the end of a little alcove in the wall. There is a shelf in here, but no DVDs. I tell them oops, this isn’t it, I overshot it, and have them follow me to the right spot. This correct spot is a covered porch outside. It may be more of a gazebo, but it seems too close and connected to the house. Surrounding greenery compliments the wicker and woven white. The shelf of DVDs is out here. Someone is lying on their back on a lounge couch/chair with their eyes closed and a large pillow over them. Someone starts to move the pillow. The pillow is mostly concealing the body, so I think they may not even see her, but I do tell her to stop, there’s someone under there. Her eyes stay closed; I think she may be asleep or meditating.




I have gone into Discology. The building is completely different, and there are no records here. It’s still a one room shop, and there’s a large counter along one wall. (It vaguely reminds me of a dispensary?) The lighting is dim, and there are tall black shelves. It seems tidy. I think there are antiques, rocks, minerals, etc. I am walking out, but catch a glimpse of David behind the counter and feel bad about leaving without saying anything to him, so I go back in. There’s a tall black shelf to the left of the door, and on it is a geode that I start looking at. It’s probably about two feet long and one foot high, and the front is completely flat and glossy. It’s a shiny but natural red. There are veins along the top and bottom that are darker and denser than the rest of it. David seems quiet and kind of unfriendly. I have to say hi, but he says hi back nicely enough.




I am with Sage, and we are going to hike Mt. Rose. I pull into a pretty full parking lot as it is still dark out. There are a lot of people out, all starting to hike. (This place is not the Mt. Rose area or trail; it reminds me of Rancho San Rafael and the hot air balloons). The main trail is through some tan grasses right off the road going uphill. Other trails branch off, but go in the same general direction. There are people on all of them. Sage says something about high ground or staying high. I think we both have backpacks on, but I have little to no water and no food. I tell Sage I have no food and ask if she brought any. I’m worried about possibly getting faint. She says she didn’t bring any but that it’s okay because we won’t be going to the summit. She tells me she can’t go that far anyway, and I remember that she can’t. I think I took it slightly for granted that one would be able to go that far. I think we might just go to the look out, but think that’s pretty far too. We end up only going a little ways before we turn around. The weather seems very mild, maybe even spring or summer.




(Since I’m with Sage, this may be part of the last dream?) Sage and I are on a school bus. I’m thinking we’re going to get off now, but the bus turns around so that its door lines up with the door on another school bus. Both doors are opened so as to create a passage from one bus to the other. People from this bus start getting onto the other this way. Sage and I do the same. I think I’ll just have to get off at this bus’s first stop. It’s a tight fit somehow between the two buses; I sort of have to squeeze through. This bus is crowded and small. It is Alice-in-Wonderlandesque, in that it looked normal size from outside, yet tiny inside, even though the people look regularly sized. Sage is at an aisle seat only a row or two back. I can’t see an empty spot except for the first row to the right with a guy in it. I take it. I am scrunched up, and my legs take up most of the aisle, but I guess it’ll have to work. I watch the lady bus driver survey the bus and its passengers through the rear view mirror with that look that all bus drivers seem to have. I think she’s wearing a hoodie, pulled back brown hair, and dark sunglasses.




I am at Lily’s mom’s house. Dad is with me, and I think we’ve been out doing something. She looks mostly different (almost like a conglomerate of Susan and Carol, now that I think of it), with medium length blond hair. She lounges on the couch as I notice a Virtual Reality device on her head. (It looks like the picture on the box of the one at JCPenney). The black strap is at an angle like that of an eye patch, causing the device to sit on her left temple. The whole thing is very casual, almost as if it were a hat or a cellphone in a pocket. I can hear it nonchalantly talking to her. She’s talking to us and only occasionally gets distracted by the device. At its reminder, she gets up to write something on a calendar. I go with her. After she’s done writing, she tells me to sit, make myself at home. She asks if I want tea; it sounds good, though I’m not sure I say yes. I think there are spring rolls or potstickers set out on the small counter.




I am with Melissa for some Girl Scout? event. It is outside, though one section seems to be partially ‘inside’ a covering or awning. I get into a line for food that’s set out on long cafeteria style tables. The plates of food are very small and have sections like frozen food trays. I think there’s chili and rice (and something that looks like the seafood antipasto from last night). I serve myself a small portion and sit with some unfamiliar but nice seeming people. At one point, I went up to Melissa and another lady in another line. They both have wet but empty shot glasses. I see a menu advertising $2 drinks and think that must be what that is. She offers for me to smell the glass; it smells pretty good, and I can tell that it was a vodka drink. I’ve already been drinking something, otherwise I’d probably try one.




(This feels like it could’ve been at the end of the last dream). I enter a dark bathroom and go to turn the light on, but the switch does not work. I quickly try it a few times more before the realization hits me: I am in a dream. I look into the mirror and at my reflection as the thought is going through my mind that I am dreaming. Instantaneously, I hear screaming and/or another loud noise and watch as my reflection fades away into darkness.




I am coughing up copious amount of phlegm, thick and brownish, into a white sink. (*This felt quite realistic. Shortly before bed last night I had to spit into the sink).




I am in bed with Melissa. She is naked, and I think I am too. I seem to have my body positioned correctly on the bed, while her head is towards the other side. I am touching her. At some point, I realize there are two of her, like a corporeal reflection (the axis of symmetry possibly my body). They are exactly the same, though I can just tell the one on the left is the reflected version. The two bodies come closer together, closer still, until their exposed clitorises are touching. When they do, I can sense and feel the sensual and sexual ecstasy and pleasure

I enter a men’s restroom. It is not all that big and seems to have only urinals inside. Everything seems to be made of tan tile or stone. The urinals are not on the wall, but instead are inlaid on the tile/stone ledges. There is a slight lip on them. I start using one (there are no dividers). I think someone leaves. When it is just me in here, I think I sense or experience some type of paranormal activity.

I am in some building that feels like maybe a school or somewhere with some offices in the back. I’m waiting in the wood paneled hallway, waiting for the man inside the office to finish up with someone. The other person leaves, inciting a silence to take over. I peek my head through the doorway and see the man focused on some work on his desk. I really hate to interrupt this, but I slowly enter and ask if he has a moment. He says yes and waits kindly for me to talk. I slowly tell Bill Kreutzmann, addressing him by his first name, “thank you.” He seems to get rather emotional, and tears appear in his eyes. This causes me to become a little emotional as well. He tells me that means so much to him and that no one’s ever told him that before. I try to lighten it up a bit by saying something like ‘thank you for just fuckin’ playing the drums in a band that means a lot to me.’ We talk a bit more, and I end up leaving here with him. We approach a car, his, in the lot, where another man asks Bill about me. Bill says I’m fine, the other man nods, says I’m ‘in’. Bill now drives us, me in the back, to some type of shopping center. I’m out of the car with the door still open when Bill comes over, and I ask jokingly if I’ll need any of these, gesturing to three Grateful Dead shirts laid out on the bench style seat (and a backpack of mine - the backpack I had in middle school?) He chuckles and says no. I mention how I have the three, the first with ‘Grateful Dead’ in a large font, the second a tie dye, and the third a grey one (thinking of the grey one I have with the skull and glasses). We now walk into a building here. Once inside, I lose track of Bill and the other man. There’s quite a few people walking around in here. I awkwardly start walking around, until a man by a doorway gestures to me, seemingly knowing what I’m looking for. I go through the doorway, and it is now clear why we’re here. This large living room sized room has a stage at the far wall. The drum set takes up a large portion of it (maybe a quarter of the stage, though it’s centered). There are a few rows of picnic styled tables here. The lighting is dim and blueish. I deduce that Bill is going to be playing with a band here tonight. I think that it’s a weekday and I hadn’t planned on being out late, but I’m fine with it. The few tables are mostly full, but I look for a spot, doubling back once. I then find a spot at the end of one closer to the door and have a seat. A girl (someone I knew from high school?) has her knees on the bench and the rest of her body bent over the top of the table. She then slides back down, leaving less room by me. I look amongst those seated and notice Ian and some other familiar faces from high school. They’re singing “god don’t play dice with the universe” with a sort of subtle communal fervor. It irritates me that these ‘cooler’ kids are capitalizing on something that a less popular person, like myself, genuinely likes. Now, I (and maybe 1-2 others) am lying on the ground in front of the stage. The stage seems very tall from down here. The ground seems very soft, more like carpet or grass. I am flat on my back, with my eyes closed. I think I am paying attention to sensory input and getting slight OBE feelings/perceptions.




I’ve gone into some store with Melissa. I’m not sure if this building is standing alone or entered into from another building. The place seems to sell only craft beers as well as wine. I look all over for a certain beer (Moonraker?) but do not see it anywhere. I think I ask someone, and he doesn’t see any either. I think I’ll just pick up two six packs that were on sale, something like 2 for $6, because it’s a good price. I go to grab it and can’t find it. I look all over again and still don’t see it, so I just grab a Hop Valley IPA that’s the same deal. The cans look like pints and are grey with a fairly plain label.

Clothes Shopping

I was in some store talking to the manager who was working. We were talking about how the previous manager just up and quit and she was filling in from another location. I think my mom was there shopping with me, and I ended up finding a sweatshirt... that zipped all the way from the sleeve to the collar and from the bottom hem up to the bottom of the sleeve... Like, that's how you would put the shirt on, unzip like the whole half of the shirt and get into it sideways.

Dogs Getting Along

I have two dogs in my waking life, and they do not get along. We keep them separated all the time. In my dream I had three dogs, and the two that do not get along were put together, accidentally, and the one that doesn't like the other one went at her, but all she did was sniff her, and then they got along. Just fine. It was like a miracle. I woke up so happy.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I think I am inside a computer simulation. And I am testing my control of it. When I move everyone moves, when I stop everyone stops. I am driving through streets, looking for different paths to see if they exist and are detailed enough or if it is a simulation, will I find dead ends? Don't realize I am simply dreaming.

Then find this place has really poor people. I find a charity shop and check what they have and don't have. My cell phone falls in the middle of a bunch of bags on display. I go through them to pick it up and I find one bag on sale that has a pocket full of money. I discreetly zip it and take it with me. Some guy enters the shop and points a gun at me. He asks for the money. I say the bag has no money. He doesn't buy it and asks me to show it. I don't, I am not afraid. I actually move forward to fight him, but he transforms into a pregnant lady and I can't do it. I just remove her weapon an ask for her story regarding the money. I would take it, but if it belongs to someone who really needs it, I just won't.

Some Russian spy story that me and a friend get caught on. We trap a guy somewhere, but he can become invisible and he does it before our eyes. He tries to escape but I still catch him when he finds an exit near me and I spot him. I try to negotiate with him. He has some box, but I tell him he can keep it, I just want him to share some info and where we can find some other guys we're interested in catching. First he doesn't cooperate, but ends up sharing some info cause he sympathizes with us.
Well, it has to do with some dangerous animals like a cytotoxic spider he hands me over (from the box?). I start studying it. Later I am carrying it and also a miniature jiboia (boa) to Japan and I meet a fellow biologist on some public space. I tell her about the animals and that I am researching this on my own. Meanwhile the spider gets out of the box and I spot it near her feet and grab it before it stings her. She tells me very upset to just be careful.
Later, I am with Tânia and some guys, eating at some courtyard surrounded by typical Japanese buildings, with restaurants on the ground floor and some galleries on the 1st floor. I am admiring the beautiful garden that I spot through some opening between buildings and i spot Rinpoche on one balcony looking down at me with tenderness. I look at him twice to be sure it's him and I warn Tània, but she doesn't see him and when I look again he is gone. She says I am delirious. I go release the jiboia in the garden, it is not dangerous as the spider and for some reason I want to set if free. The bag where I have it has a little hole in it and the snake gets out partially and bites me. I release her near a small pond. Then I turn to talk to Tânia and she has my face, my body and my outfit. I see this clearly for some seconds, maybe half a minute, before she turns back to herself. I tell her what I just saw and she insists I am hallucinating. We wonder if it was something I ate or the snake bite. But the snake doesn't explain me seeing Rinpoche before, so I think he was real.

We go back to the tables where we had been eating before. One of the guys that are with us seems to be very into me. He looks like one of my first loves, Jaime, but I know it is not him, I can tell. He sits by my side and he gets too comfortable with me, but I feel disgust and push him away. Don't remember why, but he reveals he is a vampire and says the underworld needs me somehow and he was just trying to seduce me to take me along so I can help. Out of compassion I decide to accept his invitation and I go with some other guy down a large shaft that leads to the underworld. It's like a very large well. We go down through some lift and we land on a surface where the sun still shines and there is a spiral ramp descending to darkness, where the vampires live. They can face the sun, as this guy obviously did, but they have no supernatural strength in the light. So I stay in the light waiting to know what they want from me and how I can assist, but he insists I should come in and see for myself. But I don't trust him, something feels shady. But they drug me or hit me, because soon after I am feeling drowsy and lying down on the floor with my neck exposed and he is about to bit me. I put my hand in his jaw, he almost bits my hand, but I fight back and escape. He had just dragged me to partial shade but not yet full darkness. I run to the sun again, he says he needs me by his side as his vampire queen. I do feel a bit flattered by it, but I say I can't. I can't be a vampire and kill people, because I would break my Bodhisattva vows. I have to stay on the light. He thinks he has me, because I am trapped in the shaft and the sun is setting and I only have a little stripe of light protecting me, so he tries to grab me again but I just fly up. From the walls of the shaft appear lots of vampires and as the darkness starts taking over the shaft walls, they fly after me and try to grab me. I escape, but the guy that went with me is nowhere to be found. When I arrive at the top, my friends are eagerly waiting for me. Even Riverstone is there. We all get away from there as soon as possible while there is still light.
Then I feel something warm and moving in my pocket and I find a box with some of my strange creatures. Some eggs I had on water inside the box have hatched and some aquatic green geometric creatures have come out. I look for a lake to drop them, but I can't find one, so I head to the river with my friends. There is a parade and fireworks going on on the streets. We just try to cut across and end up taking a lift with a parade car.

Date of Dream: FRI 28 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 516 - The End Of The Beginning

The entire dream played out as a game, in first-person mode but I did or said nothing. It started off in this deep hole and the first character to be used was 18-Volt. He had a suitable and quite fascinating in-game appearance but nothing related to any of the WarioWare graphics, it’s like the dream had composed its own game graphics for him. There wasn’t much time with 18-Volt though and it seemed like you would only use him on the bottom floor.

To get out the cave, it was now switched to Murray who was in his Sly 4 appearance. The dream played out his scene for a lengthy amount of time as it showed him jumping and moving his way across various platforms. It almost felt like 18-Volt was the initial basics tutorial character and Murray was the extended tutorial character. Murray’s scene ended when he was reaching the top of the giant hole and now blue sky was shown.

The dream was now playing normally and from my perspective; I was the one moving around. It was this completely unknown area but from what I could see, it was a series of islands on high cliffs; the scenery was breathtaking. I ended up crossing over to another island by flying over some sort of white painted railway track. After that, I explored this other island for a little while and on it, I found this campus building that was claiming to be Deakin University.

I went over into the main courtyard and I could see WB talking to her friend Becky as well as some other girls, I have forgotten WB’s appearance though. Before I could even reach them though, WB saw me and so she got up and quickly walked off in a huff, looking extremely pissed off. She was too far away for me to ask what was wrong, because I didn’t know, and so the only way I could seem to communicate was with a facial expression. The dream played a close up of her and she quietly said angrily, “We’ve stopped talking”, making a gesture like she was declaring me to stop something.

I could actually feel my heart breaking in this dream as I tried to contain my external emotions. I felt that there was nothing else to do and so I left that island and went back to the island that I was previously on. When I got back there, I noticed the Sorceress from Spyro 3 flying around in her flying saucer and this dream added an extra creepy vibe to her as well, making her look super evil and menacing compared to her real life in-game portrayal. When I got close enough to the sorceress, the dream camera and the plot went back into game mode again.

The graphics of the intro were extremely blocky to start off with like the game was supposed to have been from the 90s. This made the sorceress look even more scary and the same trembly feeling could be felt like when WB had previously hurt my feelings. All of a sudden, the graphics went to a neater version, and so I felt like this was now a remaster comparison. I stated to myself that I preferred these graphics better. But then the dream went back to the old graphics and this time, I was more creeped out. I was begging for the dream to change to the newer graphics and it did, but only towards the end of the current scene.

I have forgotten the plot of this game intro but there was something else flying by the sorceress and she and this character were plotting their evil threat onto the land. I can then feel some energy radiating from somewhere else and so I find a while at the side of a hill. At first, there is nothing in the seemingly dark hole but it doesn’t take long before Murray and 18-Volt reveal themselves, having the same appearance as they did at the start of the dream. Both sticking their head out, Murray and 18-Volt are just staring at me, looking super concerned, their faces in some sort of grimacing position.

Shortly after a few seconds though, Murray gives 18-Volt a look as if he’s prompting 18-Volt to do something and take action. I am still standing far away from the cave entrance and so 18-Volt leans out a bit more and beckons with his hand for me to come to them quickly. Once I came close enough to the entrance of the cave, 18-Volt extended his arm out and helped me into the cave. Once I was safely in the cave with Murray and 18-Volt, the dream ended.



Dream 516: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 23
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Murray & 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 6.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: Murray (0.5)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: 18-Volt (0.5)
- Fly (1.0)
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)

+ Previous Total: 121.5
Total Accumulated Points: 127.5



What's interesting is that at the end of the dream, it felt like it was actually going to loop! The fact that Murray and 18-Volt had gotten me into the cave and it was going to be those two as playable characters again.

Date of Dream: THU 27 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 515 - Separated Sections

Dream 515 A - Paid Parking
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, my mum and I were planning to go to Fountain Gate Shopping Centre. There was a catch though; apparently the shopping centre had introduced paid parking. From 6:00 AM to 3:00 PM, the parking would be free from 3:00 PM onwards, if you parked for more than 3 hours, you had to pay.

My dad suggested that if we turned up at 1:00 PM or 2:00 PM, we could get away with staying for more than three hours without having to pay. There were a few scene of my mum and I at the shopping centre and then the dream ended

Dream 515 B - An Unsettling Teacher
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was the grounds of Camelot Rise Primary School, which in this dream, was a P – 12 school. I was outside and not many other people were around. I thought to myself, “everyone is in classes but since I’m close to graduating, I’m allowed to be out here”. Eventually, I came across this teacher (that does not exist in real life) and there was some creepy vibe about her.

I figured I had to get away from her. At the start, it seemed to be okay but after a while, I felt like the teacher was now looking for me and was going to be coming after me. I flew all over the yard, in the sitting position just like if I was riding on a dream guide’s lap, the only difference is that I wasn’t. I was thinking to myself, “I have to keep moving or she’ll catch me”. As the dream progressed though, the teacher’s presence seemed to become more menacing again.

I was now running across the main courtyard area, screaming for Dreamy WB at the top of my lungs. I was terrified and she wasn’t appearing, so I had to keep on screaming, “DREAMY WB!!!!!”. Still, nothing was happening and so I also called by her alternate identity, Miss T. I was actually screaming so loud that I could feel my throat vigorously vibrating in this dream. Still nothing and I could feel the teacher’s presence more and more. I was now beginning at a motormouth pace, saying something like “Dreamy WB please help me this is super important and I really need you here!”.

Just as I had finished saying my super fast sentence, the teacher appeared right in front of me and was giving me that menacing grin again. My heart now pounding faster than anything, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and thank the Lord, it was a miracle. Dreamy WB’s face was on the phone screen, in an animated motion, and she was smiling at me as well as gesturing some things to me. I now had a sense of confidence about me as I showed the teacher the phone screen, pointing to Dreamy WB and saying to the teachers, “Do you know who she is? If you hurt me, she’s gonna get you”.

For the next scene of the dream, I was in a classroom with my Year 5 teacher from real life. The tables in the classroom were made of cardboard and seating arrangements were very crammed, the teacher inviting me to pick a spot. The scene shortly played her writing on the board. After a while, I was back outside but I have forgotten how the dream ended.



Dream 515: Results (Competition #9)

515 A
Competition Night: 22
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

515 B
Competition Night: 22
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 2.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: Dreamy WB (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 119.0
Total Accumulated Points: 121.5

Date of Dream: WED 26 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 514 - The Scary Impostor


I don’t remember much about this dream. All I can remember is that BK had appeared but the dream had distorted him really badly. He was so scary that I was rushed awake.



Dream 514: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 21
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 118.5
Total Accumulated Points: 119.0

Date of Dream: SAT 22 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 513 - Separated Sections

Dream 513 A - Cat Attack (Nightmare!)
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was looking on the internet on my phone while I was heading towards my bedroom. As I came into my bedroom, I discovered that the cat had been in there and just like in real life, that annoyed me. I started yelling at her to shoo and she did, but that wasn’t the end, although there was now a massive pile of fur on my bed.

There was another cat in there, looking exactly the same as the cat that had just ran out. This cat had climbed up onto the bed from where it was originally under the bed. I told it to shoo but this one wouldn’t budge and rather, the more I said it, the more aggressive this cat seemed to get. Eventually, the room darkened and the cat’s eyes changed from a green colour to completely black pupils, which was starting to scare me. The cat then wiggled its bottom and did an aerial dive to attack me. This ultimate gave me a fright and forced me awake.

Dream 513 B - Returned To The Library
I don’t remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was apparently at some unknown library, studying with some other people for my uni course. There were mostly girls, I can’t remember them all but a couple of them were Asian. We did speak but I have forgotten what was said. At a later stage of the dream, I decided to wander off somewhere and explore the rest of the unknown building complex. There I ended up at was some sort of hospital complex on the upper floor. The scene is very blurry though as to what I was exactly doing there.

Eventually, I decided that I wanted to go back to the library but realised I was lost and that I couldn’t find my way back. I devised the best solution was to call 18-Volt and have him take me back there. For a few times, I called out, “18-Volt!”, at first, nothing happening. After about four or five attempts though, he came but he wasn’t necessarily accurate in terms of appearance. In this dream, he seemed to be in his sixties. He had grey hair and his skin was more of a whiter tone than usual. In terms of clothing, he wore a white shirt and a blazer, replacing his green jacket, but the rest of his clothing was the same as in-game, including his glasses.

He seemed to have a bit more of a tougher, “no nonsense” disposition in this dream but his energy was making me feel at ease. I asked him if he could help me find my way back to the library and he said he would. In just a matter of what seemed like a few seconds, I jumped onto him and wrapped my legs around his waist and he instantly placed his arms in the correct positions on my upper back and lower back. He then got moving but I couldn’t tell where he was going

Where as I thought he was going to help with elevator exposure again, he decided to go and carry me down the stairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, as I asked him, “how come you didn’t take me down the lift?”. In a seemingly firm and abrupt tone, he replied “you’re not ready”. He then continued to carry me down the hallways and towards the library. Once we reached the library, I checked if there was somewhere for 18-Volt to sit but it didn’t seem like there was, so he put me down and left.

I was now closely examining all the furniture and when I found a suitable space, I said something like “damn it, 18-Volt could have stayed!”. That’s then the girl that I was talking to at the start of the dream turned from her computer and gave me a dirty look, kind of like a “grow up” or “so what?” look. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 513 C - Keep Them Safe
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was in my bedroom, eating some KFC with my hands as well as having a number of paper 18-Volts with me. Two were in a natural pose and the other two were in their Twist League pose. Without knocking, my mum barges into my room and so somehow, still with greasy hands, I have to hide the paper 18-Volts from her. She said something about them but I have forgotten what it was. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 513: Results (Competition #9)

513 A
Competition Night: 17
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

513 B
Competition Night: 17
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

513 C
Competition Night: 17
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 8.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)

+ Previous Total: 110.5
Total Accumulated Points: 118.5