I went to sleep at 1:30 and woke up at around 4 am. On my first dream i was on vacations in Uruguay. I was in a house with my family. Both my parents were there. They were playing loud music, and each one's music claimed a half of the house. It was interestesting not to hear them get mixed together. My father was taking a shower and i went to his bedroom where the desk is and i grabbed his almost finished marijuana joint. I decided i was going to make a new one and include the remainings of that one. My dad comes out of shower, and i could note he was high. He told me he was high and that he was enjoying it, but i also noted he was still like tense. Anyway he had plans on what to do while high, which surprised me because it was his first time smoking, so i went on with my things. On my way out of the bedroom i was walking like the living hall of my mother's aunt Teresa F. There i encountered my older sister who was also about to smoke and trip on stuff like the wind (it was a bit windy outside but in a nice way, like refreshing). Then i go outside with my sister, and some neighborhood kids want to play with her with a football but we were going to take a walk (besides i don't think she'd have played anyway). It starts raining, we are still outside but we don't walk far, we just go to the backyard which is actually quite big now. When we went outside our house turned to be a Estancia (it's a countryside). My dad goes outside and he starts talking to the kids, but he was alone in the sense that my sister and me weren't there to hear what he had said. Then i go inside the house to finish this joint i never got to make. And when i come into the kitchen i received news that my dad has been arrested. I assumed that he was talking with the children about weed and perhaps police saw him high and maybe they thought he was trying to sell weed to the kids. I laughed at it and quickly thought of a defense so he'd get released from prision (it was 5 years of jail if found guilty). The defense i thought was that he didnt have weed in him (cause i took it) so even though he was high he wasn't selling anything. And personal consumption is not criminalized, well at least not after you have consumed it. But that's in Argentina and we were in Uruguay! I came back from my vacations in Uruguay on saturday (2 days ago) and a few times my sister and i smoked weed. But i got weed so much in my mind because: 1. we were trying to get some before i came back from Uruguay, which we didn't. 2. I watched a Netflix series about Murder Mountain. 3. When i came here i thought of giving my father weed in some brownies, so he'd try it before i left to Cordoba to study. I woke up, went to bathroom, then went back to bed and i slept until 9:00 am. I dreamt i was sitting in a restaurant in Bs As. The restaurant was small and poor, seemed to be a family business. My table was outside. I was with my phone and some guy comes right next to my table and threatens the owner (who had a white apron) with a gun to give him the money. I thought of getting up and leaving, but i didn't know where to go so i didn't. The owner gives him the money, and then the robber comes towards me. He points the gun at me and i knew the logic thing would be to give him my cellphone so instantly i slide it though the table, i seemed to do it calmly (that's how i think it looked) but i was outraged (and i sensed that my intention was more of like throwing it rather than passing it). I saw he still stood there, so he wanted everything and apparently there were no cops around (i was in the most dangerous neighborhood, so that didn't surprise me). I took out my wallet from my pocket, and i didn't give it to him. Instead i opened it and gave him a bunch of paper money and he left (didn't give him all i had, just all i could grab in a quick manner). I remained there for a bit longer watching my surroundings. There were people fighting, there were more robbing... it wasn't a good place to stay. I got up and decided to leave. I went through people's porches, but that was ok. Then i find myself somewhere in Córdoba and my girlfriend finds me [I don't have a gf]. I told her i was robbed, that i didn't have my cellphone. We were having an event right there and now, it was my uncle's engagement or something. We went inside and she starts talking to me what we had to do, but we were close and kissing, and i knew what we'd do after the event . I got 9 messages (i think in my gf's cellphone) from the robber that he hacked 9 of my accounts, and i saw a discord screenshot. I asked my girlfriend if she could take care of my accounts while i went home to dress but she said no because she had to be in the event to let them know i was still getting ready. She started to hurry me more but i was worried of my accounts... and the first entrant was about to begin the event and that's when i decided to quit, i wasn't dressed and i was still there and it would take at least like an hour to get home, dress and come back. But then i see my uncle's wife in the entry room sad and angry because she was also cancelling. She was cancelling because i was. Then my uncle comes smiling and he says "we're not cancelling. We can start whenever we like, we have all day. So go home, get dressed and come back. We'll wait for you." Since he told me in such a good mood i was going to do it, and forget about the accounts until later in the day. Btw while he was speaking i noticed he had white teeth, they were very bright. Then i woke up. When i went to Uruguay it was my first time travelling out of my province alone. So i was worried i was going to get robbed at Bs As, specially because the bus station is one of the places where most crime happen. The first time, when i went, it was early morning. I had to walk from the Bus station to the port which was like 10 blocks away. It was pretty chill. But on my way back it was night, right after sunset. And again i had to walk from the port to the bus station. This time i was more worried and i think this influenced this last dream i had. But when i went even though it was disgusting to see such misery and precariousness, i didn't have any trouble. There were a lot of people too which were coming and going from the bus station and i saw police on a block which seemed to be the most dangerous.
So this was a dream where I had Control of Letters As input For Hyper potential
my towel gets stuck under my door then Two people Fall Over in A explosion
so I got this burning dull exe flame thower then glance to the left then smirk
So this dream I couldn't tell if I were first person or third person all I can remember when I became Lucid there Was A Melting Red ooze that kept oozing a burning red ember that would Slash a strand into a web shoot then A stranded Web then I would wake up very bored trying to pinch Dull the Strand then evaporate into nothingness
Well... I'm just writing this as an update. Since last time I wrote in my DJ, I have had 3 lucid nights. First one was SHORT. I just rced and woke up a couple of seconds later. Second night was quick too, around 1 minute of lucidity. 3rd night was amazing. I got lucid 3 times (3 different dreams). All three times were short tho... Well.. ggz I hope for longer lucids !!!
Date of Dream: SAT 16 FEB - 2019 Dream No. 542 - Unintentional Wanderer I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was with my parents in some completely unfamiliar outdoor area which looked like it was in some sort of country town. I ended up going astray from them for some reason although I actually didn’t want to. Wherever I walked, I just kept getting more and more lost. Eventually, I decided to call out, “18-Volt! Can you please reunite me with my parents?”; there was no response and I felt this time that this is not what the dream had in mind for me. I continued to wander around, still lost, until I woke up. Dream No. 542 Dream Guide: None Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: FRI 15 FEB - 2019 Dream No. 541 - Familiar University Lecturer I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at the building where I am going to be completing my Bachelor’s degree later in real life. I found out who my lecturers for each subject were going to be and I heard some very familiar names. Firstly, I was going to have one of my teachers from TAFE but more importantly, another one of my lecturers was going to be Penny Crygor from Warioware and I was exhilarated when I heard this. Later on in the dream, I actually got to speak to Penny but I forgot what we said exactly; she was in her Warioware Gold appearance. I remember that it was actually a chance to meet her before the semester began and we were rather informal when we spoke. I told her how excited I was to have her as a lecturer but then she said something about the university structure being inconvenient at the moment and that we had to go somewhere to fix it. We left the centre of the suburb and I now found a whole group of us walking down Gladstone road. It was raining and in one area, we came up to what I saw as some sort of scary escalator and conveyor that had a really sharp bend half way though and was moving in an erratic way. Without any notice, Penny picked me up and held me in exactly the same way that 18-Volt normally would. Although she was about the same size as me, supporting my weight seemed effortless to her. She got me onto that conveyor and managed to secure me against her quite well and I felt that exact same sense of calm as if 18-Volt were to be holding me. That’s all I can remember about this dream. Dream No. 541 Dream Guide: Penny Crygor Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: THU 14 FEB - 2019 Dream No. 540 - Separated Sections Dream 540 A - The DreamViews Conference I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was laying down on my bed and FireFlyMan (FFM) from the DreamViews forum was sitting on the other end of it. In the part of my bedroom where the main cabinet was supposed to be, this was replaced with a space where there was a conference being held for all the members of the DreamViews community. The stage was made out of an elegant wood, the background being pitch black empty matter but when an impressive sign of the DreamViews name and logo in vivid yellow and pink neon light strips. The person that was hosting this conference was gab and rather than being an actual person, she seemed to be more of caricature in which her face wasn’t revealed. She had long brown hair and was wearing a long elegant, glittery fuchsia ball gown. The rest of crowd were just other random caricatures that were lingering all around the tables and were either wearing suits or ballgowns depending on whether they were a guy or a girl. Me and FFM were not at the conference though as we were spectating from the bed. I tried to sit up so I could see what was happening whenever I did this, I ended up blocking FFM’s view. He got all angry at me and told me to move. Whenever I lay down though, I couldn’t see. Still, no matter how many times I tried to sit up and have a look, FFM wasn’t having any of it and so I had to sacrifice my view to keep him sane. Later on in the dream, I was wondering around the rest of the house. My dad was talking to me and apparently there was this lady that had been cleaning our house but not in a way that the family wanted her to do it. This lady was stripping the house of everything, even it’s furniture! And she was going to leave absolutely nothing except the floors… I went across into my grandma’s bedroom and indeed there was absolutely nothing in there except the plastered carpet. The bed had been taken out, the cabinet, the contents of the wardrobe, you name it! Apparently my family had told the lady to stop but she was insistent and my family still wanted to be respectful because we were the customers and she was providing a service. I thought it all chaos was going to break loose and I couldn’t control it, I needed to get out of this house; but my family (including me) were trapped. I envisioned that 18-Volt would come and he’d fly me out a window. Back to the reality of the dream, I called out for 18-Volt but there was no response. I tried calling further but I realised that my voice wasn’t as loud as it could be. I went out into the kitchen, continuing to call for him. There wasn’t any phlegm present but there was some slight backlog in my throat that I can’t necessarily describe. Down the stairs I went to continue my search and this time, I tried to also look and maybe even imagine him appearing. I called out again though and then there was a slight deviation in the scene of the dream. Apparently I mentioned that I had four dreams left to try and get him. A bar popped up on the bottom left-hand corner of my view and a green dot would appear, signifying which dream I was at. As I was currently in the “first dream”, there was only one green dot. Though as I kept calling for 18-Volt, the scene flickered and then another green dot appeared. The bar was now full with four green dots which meant I was at the fourth dream, with the last chance to be able to try and reach him. I thought to myself that since calling wasn’t working, I would try and remain quiet and see what would happen. I looked over to the door to the garage, hoping that it would open and he would come walking in; nothing of the sort happened. Rather, I got that tingly sensation like the dream was trying to kick me out. The more focused I became, the more the sensation. Eventually, I woke up at 7:20 AM for the bathroom. Dream 540 B - Ridiculous Assignment I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in the garage of my house and there seemed to be girls from my old high school in there as well, all in variations of the summer uniform. There was also a teacher in there, Ms. Gar. There were a bunch of computers set up on this massive desk in which we were supposed to use to complete our assignment. I went to one of the computers but unfortunately the one I was using had an absolutely blurry screen. For what we supposed to do, I had absolutely no idea and so I decided to look and see what everyone else was doing. I could see that people were using PowerPoint as well as some other program I can’t remember the identity of. I decided myself that I was still going to do some random script writing on PowerPoint but I was actually still clueless. It only hit me what the assignment was about when I saw MH put a huge structural model of something onto one of the upper shelves. I realised that we were supposed to make a model of an ideal Amino that we wanted to create. I was ashamed now as I did absolutely nothing and only now, ideas came flooding into my head about what I wanted to do. I figured I wanted to create an Amino about dreaming. My model was going to be of me and 18-Volt. One one side, I would have a cutout of me standing in what was 18-Volt’s ideal world and on the other side would be a cutout of 18-Volt standing in my ideal world. Ms. Gar. came around and said that the session was over for her today, so I came up to her and asked if I could finish my assignment at home, assuming we had a week to get it done. She became quiet, showing disappointment in me. She said that the assignment was due now and I became shocked. She said that she wanted to take us all somewhere on Friday but because I didn’t get mine done, I couldn’t go, she was also crying as she said this. I asked her, “Can I get it done tonight and hand it in tomorrow?”. She said she wasn’t going to be there. I drooped back into the main part of the garage, disappointed and feeling somewhat stupid. I went over to the sheets of paper and only now read what the assignment was about. I then ended up on Brady Road and was walking home still in the state I was in when I was in the garage. As I was slowly going over the freeway bridge, I felt a hand being placed on me as a familiar voice sighed and then said “I’m sorry you didn’t get your assignment in on time”, sounding concerned and as if they felt it was partially their fault for some reason. I stopped and turned around to notice that it was 18-Volt but he was oddly in a grey-scale colour palette but still, a valid appearance, half way between his Warioware Twisted and Warioware Gold form. I got the hint that he wanted to take me somewhere and so I let him show me where he wanted to go. Just like in real life, there were heaps of cars rushing up and down the road, so 18-Volt took me by the hand and helped me cross the road. I noticed that we were going to the park at the other side of the road. When we got there, we just had some time to breathe and took in the sights for a little while. Eventually, 18-Volt and I went to one of the benches and sat there. I sensed that 18-Volt suddenly had an idea. He got up and stood just in front of the bench. Although he was only 1.5x taller visually, my mind made me believe that he was a lot taller and so I actually stood up on the bench for this next stunt. I was going to jump off the bench and 18-Volt was going to catch me, then locking me into a hold. The first time I jumped and he caught me, I sensed it was too low compared to usual. I asked him to put me down so we could try again, also stating to try and catch me a bit sooner. The second time I attempted the jump, 18-Volt caught me in the blink of an eye and I was now in a higher, more comfortable position, being able to perch my head on his shoulder like usual. Once he locked me in and I was ready, we walked off and the dream changed to another scene. We were now in the foyer of some hotel and I could tell that he was going to take me for some elevator practise. He then told me though that he knew an elevator that would be more ideal than the current ones. He went to a mirror and actually jumped through it, ending us up in another area that looked like the hotel foyer but was distorted in some way. This time, he still held me inwards but I wasn’t a coward trying to bury my head into him. He walked me up to the elevator and pressed the button for the door to open. Once we were in and the door shut, the elevator began to move in a weird way. It was vibrating rapidly and also making this very clangy, ear-bursting static noise which scared the heck out me. There was nothing we could do but wait out the episode, 18-Volt trying to keep me calm by massaging but also tightly squeezing me so I wouldn’t lose my balance and slip down. Surprisingly, I was still looking outwards, putting in a big effort to work out my fear. When the elevator stopped jerking, both 18-Volt and I gave a sigh of relief. I said to him, “I think we’d be better off practising in a normal elevator next time”. 18-Volt agreed but he couldn’t say much as he was quite embarrassed and gave a look like he knew he’d mucked up. He then walked me out and took me back to the other dimension with the supposedly real hotel foyer. It was a new scene and I was now on my own. I was talking to a distorted version of JSa’s parents. The dream then ended. Dream 540 A Dream Guide: None Lucid?: No Dream 540 B Dream Guide: 18-Volt Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: MON 11 FEB - 2019 Dream No. 539 - The Nasty Deviant I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I uploaded a drawing of 18-Volt and myself to my DeviantArt page but when I returned to it, someone had left a really rude, lengthy comment. They were suggesting the content of my work was mature and that I should regulate it more but I forgot what their exact words were. I replied back saying that there was no aspect of the 3 Bs in there, meaning it wasn’t showing anyone’s breast, belt or but. The guy replied sometime later and actually said he was really sorry for his comment earlier, now praising my drawing and wanting to become online friends with me. That’s all I can remember about this dream. Dream No. 539 Dream Guide: None Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: MON 4 FEB - 2019 Dream No. 538 - Escape From A Vicious Cat I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in my parents’ bedroom in my old house and my cat was also in there. The cat was gradually getting more and more frequent in attacking me and I was panicking while trying to fend her off. Like usual, when I’m in a predicament, I attempted to call for 18-Volt but no matter how many times I tried, there was no response. Eventually, I thought to myself that there was something else in the dream that was stopping 18-Volt from being able to perceive me and appear, so I went of the bedroom with the cat still attacking me. I was crying out in distress, “18-Volt! 18-Volt!”, when I came across my mum near the front door. With the cat clawing me and trying to jump me, I was begging to my mum, “please, let me call my dream friend! He’ll take the cat off my back and keep me safe!”. This time, thankfully, my mum wasn’t reluctant and she seemed accepting of the idea of 18-Volt. So I walked around the hallway in a panic with the cat still on me, and continued to call for 18-Volt. He came out of the parents’ bedroom but he looked absolutely nothing like 18-Volt; still, his energy made me feel completely comfortable and at ease with his presence. He rather looked a lot like Heston from that cooking TV show, having the palest skin, a bald head, wearing black framed see-through glasses and a short sleeve black t-shirt, black jeans and white runners. I thought I was going to get on him but he told me not to; he said to run out of the house and not to let the cat catch up. Once we were far enough, he would pick me up then. I ran out the front door, trying to keep up with 18-Volt who was already slightly ahead while I was also trying to keep my sights on the cat. Surprisingly, I ended up catching up to 18-Volt sooner than expected and made the daring leap right at the fence. He only noticed at the last minute and so got startled but was still able to catch me; he was actually pleasantly surprised that I got to him so early and he said something like “you’re a good girl” as he cradled me and then stuck me to his body. As mentioned before, despite 18-Volt’s completely bizarre appearance and Aussie disposition, I was actually quite comfortable on him and ended up resting on him as he continued walking down the footpath. After a short while, he told me he was going to take me around to a few other places. One place I remember was a nice looking town where he carried me past a strip of shops and on the other side was some beautiful scenery on what was a clear sky, sunny day. I leaned my head on his shoulder as I faced towards the road, admiring the scenery as he slowly walked on. The dream then ended. Dream No. 538 Dream Guide: 18-Volt (heavily distorted) Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: FRI 1 FEB - 2019 Dream No. 537 - Smile Because It Happened I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some completely unknown area which looked like a cross between a church, a cinema and a general theatre. The room seemed to have more of a purpose for a cinema though as there was a movie playing on a big projector screen. I remember WB being there and I wanted to sit next to her while the movie was playing. Her mum was also there and weirdly, I heard her saying my name; must obviously be made up as I have never heard her voice in real life. At a later stage of the dream, WB ended up moving away from me for some reason and I ended up getting somewhat upset because of this. I went to the back of the auditorium to try and find her but I didn’t seem to be having any luck for the time being. Very slowly, I stooped down one of the aisles and caught her at the front, standing just in front of the stage. She noticed me and saw that I had been crying. As I came up her, she asked me what was wrong and actually looked really concerned. Once I told her, she came to me and gave me a lengthy hug as she said “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened”. That’s all I can remember about this dream. Dream No. 537 Dream Guide: None Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: WED 30 JAN - 2019 Dream No. 536 - Birthday In The Backyard I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was on some bus and I was speaking to a what seemed to be a very abusive bus driver. The same idea shifted over into the next scene I was in my other grandma’s backyard the bus driver was still following me, yelling all this abuse at me. Eventually, the bus driver decided to leave but I was still rather upset and I decided I wanted to see 18-Volt to cheer me up. I walked around the grassed area and started calling for 18-Volt but there was no response. I was really desperate to see 18-Volt and so after not gaining a response for a while, I yelled out, “Don’t be nasty but you can be firm okay!?”, thinking that maybe adapting a bit would be a more likely way to get him. I constantly called out for him again but was now doing so rather slowly and in a way of mid-tone yelling and there were periods of some quiet seeking in-between. The fact that I couldn’t find him was wearing me down emotionally and so I slunk off into the garage. When I got right in, next to the sewing table, I now perceived an energy and was lifted off the ground, being held outwards. It was somewhat disappointing this time that he didn’t appear as a physical human that I could hug back and bury myself into. Still, there was also a Mario plush that I was holding, so the mix of 18-Volt’s arms and the giant Mario plush felt like a nice combination. Though a second giant Mario plush appears and this becomes too overwhelming for me, so I asked 18-Volt to put me down. Back into the backyard, there was a now a party with every single family member there; apparently my birthday was being celebrated. Amazingly, there were also my teddy bear characters from one of the fan-fictions I’m writing; although they weren’t their normal green colour, but were rather a yellow colour. I recognised one of the teddies as having features exactly the same as the one in my story named Florence. The teddy Selvian came down and asked me to come with them all to the very back of the yard. They all gather around me and Selvian spoke. He said that it wasn’t much but that they had all chipped in to get me a token gesture for my birthday. He showed me some sort of small gift-card like thing and then told me they got a dress. I asked Selvian how much the dress was and he said it was 32,000 dollars. They all then showed me the dress; it was a black at the top with a short purple tutu skirt. Later on, Taylor Henderson was there with his parents and they were putting on a special concert for me. The dream ended there. Dream No. 536 Dream Guide: 18-Volt (invisible) Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: SAT 26 JAN - 2019 Dream No. 535 - A Hug For Shelter I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at Waverley Gardens Shopping Centre and I was walking upwards from the Target entrance. Along the way, I stop and then see 18-Volt walking up from the distance; he was in his realistic Game & Wario appearance. He seemed in a rush and as I tried to talk to him, he was getting really flustered. As I tried to go into hug him, he quickly but gently nudged me away. He said to me in a rapid pace, something like “I’m sorry, I’ve gotta get ready for my colonoscopy”. I think I know what was about to happen… He rushed off into the bathrooms corridor, leaving me to handle the rest of the dream myself. I got to the area in the middle of the shopping centre where Coles is and there this weird event taking place that felt like a scene from Spyro 2. It was a scene of Scorch and there were the agents Handel and Greta in it but they were in their evil, possessed form with red eyes and twisted look on their face. Apparently there was going to be a really strong wind that would make everyone move around but then there was also a catch; anyone that moved around would be killed. Apparently there was a really large, human-sized cardboard cutout of 18-Volt. As I was standing next to my mum in the congregation, I said to her while pointing, “I’m going over there, I’ll be holding onto 18-Volt”. This 18-Volt was just a cardboard cutout but for some reason, energy was making me perceive that this was the real him. As the wind started to blow, I hugged the 18-Volt cutout and I actually felt like I was getting something back in return. The 18-Volt cutout seemed to curve inwards, encasing me in a shelter and it also weirdly but pleasantly felt like I was hugging the 3D human. As the wind got stronger and more threatening and I started shaking nervously, the 18-Volt cutout amplified the energy sensation suggesting the sheltering comfort. Once the event was over, the cutout and I gently released from each other and it seemed to walk off on its own. As it walked off, for some reason, I yelled “thank you Kevin!”… Possibly assuming that 18-Volt’s first name was Kevin? For the last scene of the dream, I was in the driveway of my house. My mum and grandma were being really mean to me but I forgot what they said specifically. I walked away from them and tried to call for some help; I yelled out, “Dreamy WB, I’m lost!”, there was no response. After that, I woke up. Dream No. 535 Dream Guide: Cardboard 18-Volt Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: FRI 25 JAN - 2019 Dream No. 534 - Wacky Gamer Boy Course I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in one of the suburbs near my high school but I forgot what I was doing there exactly. The next scene took place at this weird looking playground which at the same time served as some sort of obstacle course. 9-Volt was hosting this event in which I had to clear the obstacles but there was a twisted vibe to him and for some reason at times, he reminded me of Lord Farquaad. As I was crossing one of the balancing bridge seesaw-like things, there was a twisted version of Luigi as a hologram, standing beside the obstacle and trying to taunt me. He looked exactly like how someone had their profile picture on one of my Amino groups. This Luigi had notoriously horrendous rotten teeth. That’s all I can remember about this dream. Dream No. 534 Dream Guide: None Lucid?: No
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