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OK, let's try this again...

Edit: I think I will start including more waking thoughts here, as they relate to dreaming/lucidity. Readers may skip this part if they find it boring (not that you need my permission anyway!)

I'm trying to get back into lucid dreaming. I just posted a message in the forums asking for help getting into shared dreaming. I consider myself an open-minded skeptic when it comes to that sort of thing. I don't know if I have seen enough evidence that it's real, but I would kind of like to. Either way, it seems like a good way to get back to work on my lucidity.

On that note, I realize that I have difficulty maintaining self-discipline and even interest in lucid dreaming for long periods of time. This might be due to various factors. For one, I become discouraged when my lucid experiences are short, or seemingly boring. Also, I find the journey of learning to lucid dreaming and dream exploration to be lonely. I will be thinking about lucidity, mulling it over in my mind (I ruminate a lot), and start to feel that the dreamworld is a lonely place. I also start to feel unmotivated and wonder: What good does it do anyone? If my actions don't matter, what's the point?

But then I read dream journals of more proficient oneironauts, and long for the epic adventures and inspiring interactions that they have in their dreams. My dreams seem so mundane. And so lonely.

Enough of that...

I spent some time this evening reading Man of Shred's dream journal. I was particularly intrigued with the Jamie dreams, and the waking-life story that surrounds them. I feel for those two. I really hope things turn out well.

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Dream Updates:

I have fallen out of the routine of dream journalling. Here are some things I remember from recent dreams (not necessarily last night):

Archaeological site

Archaeological site...I'm assigned a place to work at the top of a large pyramidal mound. I'm a dit disappointed because that means I'll be working with really old stuff before this area developed a lot of culture that I find interesting (I don't know why the old stuff is at the top, seems to conflict with the Law of Superposition)...Someone takes a shower, we do something that we try to hide before they get done...

Old elevator

I think that I have dreamed about this more than once. It's an old elevator, almost what might be thought of as the ruins of an old elevator. There is a floor at the top with some old museum-like things. You can go down. I have a feeling that it is related to Quaker Square somehow.

Other recurring motifs

A large building, or set of buildings...you go upstairs and there is a hallway to another business...

Roadside places where we stop for food...

Going back to one of the old colleges...

Airport...

Paths behind my grandparents' old house...buildings off to the north (is that the right direction?)...

I was in a nice lucid and had a female companion DC which was of one of my college girlfriends. We ran around exploring on a date. In one scene we had gone through the lobby of a fancy restaurant and sampled types of food, then we exited through a side door. It led us to a balcony on the side of a giant pyramid but everything was upside down. It looked similar to the Escher drawing of stairs that defy logic. I stared at this for a while but was unsure what to do, just being amazed. We went back inside instead.
Eventually lots of exploring had been done and a fun date had been had. I told the DC that the date has been good and that my dream could end soon so perhaps we should fool around. She starts to please me orally and it causes me to wake. I swiftly DEILD and am back in the dream. I worry that sex will destabilize the dream and the girl is still there just as things were when I woke. I decide to try and do some sort of task. The only TOTM I had focused intent on enough to recall was the ring of power one. I explained it to her. I summoned a big solid box and wanted it to be a furnace for forging the ring. I focused on igniting an inferno in the box. Various visuals suggesting magic force and energy start dancing around and half ass images of flames splash across the image. I focus more and do not get a sustained furnace effect, but just more magic force/ energy visuals and splashes of fire. I decide this entire box is a sealed canister like when forging Damascus steel and that the ring has been forged inside of it from all the magic force, I put into it. I tear the box open and sure enough there is a really big and very gaudy gold ring. I pick it up and show it to her.
I put the ring on to see what will happen. I look around and nothing has changed. I look at my hand and the ring is gone. I decide it has absorbed into me and that like Gladriel's, rings of power cannot be easily seen when worn. I wonder what power the ring could give as I basically have total mastery of the standard super powers when in a vivid lucid. Just doing something I can always do seems against the spirit of the task. Ah ha! I cannot always have sex without it disrupting the dream and even when I can it takes lots of stabilizing during the act. I decide the ring of power has given me the power to have my make out time with this girl undisturbed and without stabilizing. She goes back to pleasing me and it works! well for a few minutes it works, then the scene randomly shifts. Well, like most men it seems, my dreaming self is a bit of a pervert.
In the new scene I am standing on top of a van. It is outside Grandma's house. I start steering it with TK and park it in her yard. The dream goes through a whole sequence where I cannot keep the van stable. It appears on the other side of the fence. I TK it back but it is now a food truck. I try to turn it back to a van and now it is sitting an a mound of garbage. I TK the mound away and now it is a mini version of the food truck. I lose interest and go do other things.