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I’m with Melissa, in the backyard of our house (it feels vaguely the same, but also looks different - the yard feels bigger but also completely empty). There’s no snow, but it feels like it’s a winter month. I have our larger pothos plants out here and set it on a small table to water it. Moving some of the vines, I realize how big it’s gotten. I move one, and it slowly moves itself back to the direction it was growing in. There’s a thin layer of water on the table, which I now think will not be enough to bottom water it, so I decide to water it from the top. I now see Stella and Maggie run to the fence; I think we’ve ordered a pizza, and I guess it must be here.
*Melissa and I talked about pizza last night. I’m going to water the plants from the top today, after trying bottom watering last week.

1. Super Speed (LD)
I head to the door of the dim room, away from the ladies I've been speaking to. I begin to think about dreaming and my awareness stirs. I open the door, walk through, and begin to recognize the balcony in the main house in Meadow. I'm lucid. I glide down and go out into the front yard. It's the middle of the night and a large crescent moon looms overhead. I slowly walk down the driveway and stop for a moment. I decide to slow, down, soak in my surroundings, and my sense of self within the environment. I walk notice what appears to be a baby stroller with a baby in it on the middle of the driveway. I decide to begin engaging logic while verbalizing what I'm seeing. The scene becomes extremely vivid, the crisp blue colors emanating throughout the nighttime dreamscape. I make comments about the cars passing by and what they're carrying on the rooves. One truck is carrying a few layers of some type of wood. I then turn to my right and decide to exploring farther down the road. I see several people walking on the sidewalk. There seem to be slight hues of green to the scene and I decide to move much more quickly down the road - I go for super speed. I remind myself that the scene is entirely my mind - it's all me. I begin to zoom at super fast speeds. The dream characters in front of me begin to blur a bit as I rapidly approach. I see a couple more pairs on the sidewalk as I zoom ahead, blurring by and begin to think of other LDers who must experience these things quite a bit. The scene soon fades into a void. I retain my sense of self within the void, expecting another dream to form. I stay here for a while, maintaining awareness. I slip into a non-lucid.


2. Hotel Room (LD)
I look toward the screen in the hotel, with my parents to the right on the bed. I think about what would happen if I viewed this as as dream, and used dream powers to show them something on the screen. I become lucid. I face my parents and begin thinking about things I could do in the dream. I turn toward the window, think about exploring a bit. I consider that the dream may fade, but ignore it and face through the way. The dream goes to void and I hand out in the void for a moment before phasing back in. I walk toward the opposite end of the hotel room. I head to the bathroom area and begin thinking of finding DCs to interact with. I begin heading toward the other end of the room. The dream slips into a non-lucid.

Went to bed around 12:00AM.

Messy Awakenings:
I have a false awakening on my couch (where I currently was sleeping in waking life).
My uncle J is sleeping nearby. My dad is there and tells me that I should move to the bed so I don't hurt in the morning.
I heed the advice and head to my bed. When I entered the room, my sister is in my bed and there are some blankets and pillows on the floor.
The room is larger than I recall in waking memory but I don't pick up on the inconsistency at the time.
So as not to disturb my sister, I lie down on the floor and go to sleep.
While I don't recall exactly, I think this is where I must have reality checked and became lucid, because I realized that I had just gone to sleep, so I should reality check.
I'm now lucid in this larger version of my bedroom. My first thought is to take a deep breath and try to stabilize the dream.
But I'm not lucid enough to follow through and start engaging the senses. I only get through the deep breath.
While I do start to think about the dream being 'biological virtual reality', I don't truly engage with the question deeply.
I see a window at the end of the room and remember that I want to go to a new landscape.
I recall the blink-and-snap method for traveling from a Daniel Love video.
I close my eyes, imagine a grassy forest environment, and snap my fingers.
The ground underneath me has transformed into AstroTurf, but no forest.
I lose lucidity shortly after this.
...
Sometime later, I've regained lucidity and I'm with a girl that I know is my sister's friend. We're at my Grandma's condo.

Spoiler for Spicy Content:

She's angry with me about something. Out of pocket, I say "Well obviously the solution is to blow me."
Surprisingly, she agrees. I'm pretty excited about this. Another girl shows up and joins her. I can see the details of their faces...and what is on them.

When the activities are over, I consider whether I actually did finish in waking life.
I'm concerned about that, but it also transfers to the dream. I hurriedly try to make my way to a bathroom to inspect myself.
I'm now at the top of the stairs at my grandma's current condo. As I head down the stairs, it makes a lot of noise to my dismay.
But luckily it doesn't alert anyone.
I find a side door that I think leads to the bathroom.
There is an in-between passage that has another set of doors past it. There is a black poodle dog in here.
My sister is hot on my heels, and she chases me into the room.
But I hide behind the door as it opens (that's a classic trick of mine) and she doesn't find me. The dog gets a bit crunched as the door opens, but it doesn't mind.
After this I sneak my way to the bathroom to inspect, but I lose lucidity along the way.

Recorded at 1:08AM.

War Games:
I'm in a war. In the moment, it felt like a training camp, but later the dream treated it as if it had been actual combat.
I'm with a group of people, perhaps a platoon. The area is sandy and surrounded by wooden walls on all sides.
We're running forward trying to reach cover. The cover is on the left, and there is an enemy soldier sitting on a chair on the right.
I can't recall, but I may have attempted to shoot the soldier in the chair as I ran for the cover.
...
I'm in a room. We've lost the war, so I'm being held there as a prisoner.
I'm thinking about whether my friends are OK and what will happen to us.
TH from somewhat recently at work in waking life arrives at my holding area.
He is there to tell me that the others are OK.
Then, back to isolation.
...
Sometime later my niece shows up at the back window (the window is up high, since the room is partially underground).
I try to hide under a desk in the room because I don't want her to have to deal with her uncle being imprisoned.
She doesn't find me.
...
A phone in the room rings and I answer. The person on the line tells me that there might be a chance of me getting out.
There is a form that I can fill out and if done correctly I can leave isolation.
I pickup the form and go outside to where the guards are outside.
I approach them and ask what my options are.
One part of the form is asking whether I actually killed any enemy combatants.
I honestly couldn't recall if I had killed the man in the chair, and the guards seemed compassionate to my memory inaccuracy.
...
I'm in a cafeteria eating, so perhaps they let me go.

Recorded at 7:53AM.

Bathroom Wonder:
I'm in my childhood home, it is about highschool timeframe.
My friend DR is visiting, and my brother and him are across the hallway playing Super Mario Bros Wonder in the basement living room.
I'm in the downstairs bathroom, trying to rub one out. I recall thinking that I had been playing Zelda Twilight Princess recently (but I'm not sure why this detail is here).
The toilet I am sitting at is on the opposite wall that it should be,
I can hear my brother and DR talking about how good of a game Wonder is, in terms of the level design and how the music interacts with it.

Recorded at 7:53AM.

940 words for the night.

I’m in the kitchen with Melissa. I think I was doing something, but she’s now having me make dinner. I’m not sure what we’re making, and she doesn’t give me any help. If I ask a question, I get a minimal, unhelpful reply. There’s a package of some unknown ingredient and she tells me to “just [something] it”, before walking away. I just feel lost and a little confused.

’m in what seems like a small Lee’s or craft beer store (about the size of a classroom). They have some featured on the walls and larger packages down on the floor. It seems like the ones displayed are not also found on the floor. Some guy is on the phone, telling someone about how it’s confusing. Among the couple of others here, I see Rob. I think that he doesn’t see me. Now, this same space is a bookstore. Melissa is with me as I shop. I’ve grabbed a few hardcover books but now, going through them, decide to put almost all of them back, as they just look like very generic mystery thrillers. I reshelve some that go nearby and just stack the others that don’t (I think that somebody else working here can put them away for a change). Now I see Kris and Rob and we talk briefly. They then sit down with two or so people I’ve never seen before - their other family, I guess - and Kris starts a prayer before they do something.

I’m at the house, standing between the garage and yard, in that doorway. I have a small table set up and am repotting a plant. My gaze is caught by something moving on the fence, something almost the same color. I focus on it and see that it's a Jerusalem cricket, larger than normal, maybe the size of a rabbit, crawling up the fence. I step forward to take a picture of it and then notice an assortment of creatures behind me, that I guess had been there the whole time, I realize with some discomfort. There’s a spider on the table and two creatures on top of the open door, the door at about a 30 degree angle, the creatures poking out from the slight opening. I thought they were spiders too, but now I think they’re birds? (hawklike). I just feel a little creeped out that everything was so close to me.
*I’ve been wanting to repot the succulent and other things, and I’ve been thinking about the fungus gnats in the plants as well as all the extra critters this season.

I am at work (which looks fairly different than it really does). I have one of the largest carts full of books on one side, and it falls over when I go to move it. It falls on the side with the books, so they get trapped and don’t go anywhere, except for just a few. It feels like an honest mistake, but people get mad at me. I make a joke, but Ben rudely and seriously says not to joke about it. I think about how I can pick it up without the books going anywhere.

Went to bed around 1:00AM.

Pizza Games:
I'm in a small, cramped space. It reminds me of Harry Potter's cupboard under the stairs.
It's messy with wrappers and junk. Dusty too.
I'm playing an online game with my brother on a gaming system plugged into a TV at an edge wall.
The outcome of the game will impact whether a pizza box near me will be thrown onto the floor.
My brother comes close to succeeding, but the pizza box does not come down.

Recorded at ???.

72 words for the night.

Plan schedule is posted here: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/ilu...proving-95975/
With blue color I marked goals with "working in progress" status
With green color I marked reached goals
With red color I marked failed, missed or deleyed goals
G2g - Goal-to-goal
PoA - Point of Awarness
PoA' - Corrected Point of Awarness
(More about g2g and PoA here: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/ilu...warness-96103/)

Week 16 was unstable so I decided to make brake and resume in week 17. Week 17 was defficult for me.


Dream Recalling
Week 17
Avarage dream memory - 2.1
Median - 3
Max dream memory - 4
Min dream memory - 0

Nothing special to report.

Recalling at beginning: 0-3 at any quality
Goal: Dream Median 4-6 at any quality
Month 1: Dream Median 0-3 at any quality
Month 2: Dream Median 1-3 at any quality
Month 3: Dream Median 2-4 at any quality
Month 4: Dream Median 3-5 at any quality
Month 5: Dream Median 4-5 at any quality
Month 6: Dream Median 4-6 at any quality

Meditation

Week 17
Nothing special to report.

Goals: 2x20 minutes
Month 1: 2x5 minutes
Month 2: 2x7minutes
Month 3: 2x10 minutes
Month 4: 2x12 minutes
Month 5: 2x15 minutes
Month 6: 2x20 minutes

Day awareness
Week 17
I have conclusion: If my day is chaos or random things are happening that make me hard to maintain awareness. Right now I'm on Grate Lakes in USA/Canada. Ports are very close so that make voyages very short (Entry/Departures often are in night so my sleep schedule is unsettle). On deck many regular jobs are prohibited and/or limited because of local laws so chief officer and captain are giving us orders 'ad hoc'. Every day is different and I cannot enter into my rutine. This is distracting for some reason but this conclusion is very valuable. I think similar things are happening in dreams - dreams usually are disordered and random. Plot changes very quick, also every dream in every day is pretty different and this can be distracting.
Learning how to maintain awareness without entering into rutine can be a key to lucidity.

Average PoA - 238
Correction - 0.71


Goal: Reach “very high awarness” level
Month 1: “Non-zero” (> 0 PoA)
Month 2: “Occasionally” (> 48 PoA and correction > 0.40)
Month 3: “Low awarness” (> 144 PoA and corr. > 0.45)
Month 4: “Moderate awarness” (> 240 PoA and corr. > 0.50)
Month 5: “High awarness” (> 336 PoA and corr. > 0.55)
Month 6: “Very high awarness” (> 432 PoA and corr. > 0.60)

Went to bed around 11PM.

Ascending:
I'm in the garage of my childhood home talking to someone.
I don't recall what prompted it, but I start to perform a string of hand and nose reality checks.
Interestingly the first few checks act as I would expect in waking life. Maybe my brain was doing some next-level deception to distract me.
But then on the last nose reality check I can breathe. I become lucid.
I do an extra hand reality check to verify and it confirms that I am dreaming.
Linus from Linus Tech Tips is there in the garage, and he says "Great job becoming lucid!"
I think this might have been my brain attempting to invoke "Lucid Dream Tech Support" from Daniel Love's writings.
There are a few others there congratulating me, but I can't recall who.
I go outside through a side opening that isn't there in waking life.
The grass is long and very deep green. The world in general is dark and dim.
I try to increase the dream's brightness by requesting it outloud, but nothing happens.
I see that the moon in the sky is huge and bright.
I decide to start flying towards the moon, taking off superman-style.
As I fly, I recall that the scene is similar to that of the finale in the PC game, Everhood.
I think about how it would be fun to play the soundtrack from the game here.
I can hear the music I want to play in my head, but I can't remember what it is called.
In the dream, I falsely named it 'Ascending Heaven' and asked for it to play.
The song I had in my head was called 'Reconciliation' but even that was wrong for the scenario.
The song from the game that actually would have fit is called 'Euthanasia Rollercoaster'.
This doesn't work, but it plays something else I don't recognize.
As I accelerate to the moon, I lose my way (and maybe some lucidity too) and end up at my elementary school.
The school is just down the street from my home, so it sorta makes sense.
I'm flying high above the playground, now on a metal ring. Sorta like Goku on the flying nimbus.
The ring isn't slippery, so I don't struggle to stay on.
There is a full-on medieval war happening far below. I see two armies locked in combat.
I focus on an old man wizard wielding a staff, and then he sees me looking down.
Despite the supposed distance, he jabs into the air and strikes the metal ring and starts to pull on it.
I shake him off and dodge, but I lose lucidity shortly after.

Recorded at 12:26AM.

445 words for the night.

Went to bed around 12AM.

Chaos Bird:
I'm flying around an upscale looking restaurant as a red bird. I'm creating a scene.
I see my therapist at a table, and see that he is eating a bowl of beans.
I divebomb and flip the bowl on him so that it stains his clothes.
I fly back up out of reach and search for my next target.
People are yelling at me, trying to do something about me.
I notice Jordan Peterson. I divebomb his food as well and mess up his day.
I feel embarrassed, but at the same time justified.
I get the impression that these people deserve it, and I should ignore feeling embarrassed.

Recorded around 6:30AM.

111 words for the night.

I'm in a large butcher's shop with an old-fashioned feel. It's really big, laid out like a supermarket, full of meat - and not cold. I remember that, from the street, the windows looked dusty and the shop dark. The interior is black and dark green, and it feels like I could get lost in here.

The owner of the shop approaches me. A bald, genial old man. He talks to me, saying how happy he is to have a customer, and sells me some meat. He jokes that I should come back if the place's still in business - as it will likely close down soon. I protest against this idea, but he tells me that it can't be helped - he rarely has customers. Then he indicates a tall shelving unit full of packets of pink meat and admits he doesn't even know what is in them.

As I'm about to leave, he insists on giving me several items of antique/vintage furniture in the shop.

Later, I return home with purchases. This doesn't look like my road, the pavement is raised a few feet above the road with a railing running alongside. The houses are wider and without the usual stucco on the ground floor. I am laden with old furniture as well as shopping bags and some pink chinaware. I see my parents near a parked car. This looks like a normal car from the outside, but inside it's big: four seats in a row.

My parents have shopping bags too, for a picnic: several buns for each of us, olives, focaccia, vegetables and some other stuff. We talk to the other family inside the car. There is a police car with doors open in the middle of the road and the whole street is quiet - something's off.

Close by is a very small car. A pair of legs stick out from under it at an odd angle, crushed by the car body. "Terrible, isn't it?" I hear someone say. I approach and peer through the windows. The passenger is crumpled over their seat and driver cannot be seen in the dark interior. I knock on the window and the passenger stirs - a young boy in a puffer jacket, looking annoyed with me. Then the driver looks up as well and moves his legs. I see the car has eyes and is red plastic. Just two boys in a toy car. I've woken them up and I hurry away.

Watched a sequel to a popular film about the apocalypse, 2095 (first film was 2024). It focussed on the main cast of the prior film rebuilding in an empty landscape and trying to start a millenarian religion with the sole purpose of warning when the next collapse will happen. The film was somber, with the occasional dry joke here and there. A lot of the places people visited were empty buildings, I think I remember there being a school.

2095 was apparently stuck in development hell, as the film had a sprawling series of logos before it started, with both environmental groups and a network of Christian ministries attached to the name of the project, as well as an organisation called "project 2024", which appeared to be there for the sole purpose of bringing the sequel out once and for all..

October 30th
The Playground (LD)
I’m on the second floor of a fairly large structure looking out at the yard below. There appear to be a couple of large pools, to the left and right as well as some deer to the right side of the field. The pools remind me slightly of Meadow. It looks like Meadow…but these pools are too large… I begin to float through the window and outside into the daylight. I put right hand in front of me and begin to inspect it. It looks very realist and I see all of the texture of the skin as well as noticeable scars. The scars…aren’t in the right place…I’m dreaming. I become lucid and float down to the ground. I float down into the area in the center of the yard which I recognize as a playground. I head into the middle of the center structure which is constructed of tan plastic material. Several kids are coming through one of the tunnels toward me. I remember my dream goal of asking the dream what will improve my life. I ask the dream directly, yet don’t get a response. I ask one of the kids coming through the center structure but he responds:
“I don’t know”.
I then see a kids I recognize:
“You’re smart…what would make my life better”
“I don’t know”
I ask a third kid, but get the same response. I let the next kid simply go through the area, then enter the center from my side, transitioning through it. I see two young girls to the left as I move through. I ignore this group of kids and exit to the far end of the playground. I wake up.

October 18th, 2023
Midnight Boat (LD)
I roll my memory back to the previous scene in which the narrator was explaining that the people working are from South America. I turn to H. That doesn’t make any sense. How could these people be from South America- were joy in South America. I go for a noseplug. This is a dream! I’m excited as I look toward H sitting next to me on the boat. I have a big smile, and she turns to her left smiling back at me. I turn toward the front of the boat and take in the view of the rows of seats in the dim light. The scene grows dark rapidly and I take a few steps forward, farther into the boat. I imagine a chocolate bar being in front of me, and as I reach down, I quickly find a bar. It’s quite large, probably a foot long by eight inches wide and I undo the foil wrapper by peeling it back. I take a bite, yet it doesn’t have much taste. I continue to take a couple more steps toward the front of the boat, but begin to feel my body. I soon wake up.

Mirrors And Couches (LD)

I look into a mirror and intensive my practice of illusory body. My awareness begins to raise and I go for a nose plug. I’m lucid. I turn and head into the scene beyond me which is essentially a large square one story room in the dim of night. There are several white couches in the room around the perimeter of the majority of the room. I float into the room and the scene begins to dim rapidly. I begin to rapidly rub around the surfaces of the scene, engaging my tactile sense. I begin to feel my waking body. I soon wake up.