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Fragment finishing the week at work and a couple of longer fragments for the first day off. Still one to come, I’m gonna use this scenario to try sort of extended DEILD

16.06.23

Stress of work once more sneaking around. This time only fragment of the night was a situation that happened some days ago at work with one of my coworkers. In the dream it happened the other way around as it really did

…/I see E. searching for one item, doing his best to find it between the other items that cover it/…

17.06.23

…/I see two kids on the upper platform of a toboggan of grass. One of them stands on the taller kid’s shoulders who jumps high in the air to do a somersault 360 forwards. To land standing. The smaller kid lands on his back touching the feet of the other who stands. The feeling of the moment is not good. It sounds terrible bad when they both land at the same time. One standing the other laying. The smaller changed his position from the older kid’s shoulders to the feet during the somersault. It went wrong and now the kid doesn’t react laying unconscious on the floor. There’s a lot of stress around, it breaks a lot of events that were happening at the time. One of those events is related to a dream interpreter who went somewhere and will come back today at any time. I’m worrying about him, because when he’s going to come back, the place will be empty because of the accident/…

…/To the right side of the toboggan there is a small hangar. I’m waiting for a tire to be changed there. I see the old tire resting on one side of the car. It seems that S. stands somewhere around/…

…/In the same dream, I see my brothers approaching, Rn got long hair and it seems that P. is coming together with him. Rl comes from a lower platform, it’s a recurrent scenario, like a park fused with a backyard/…

I had some impressions from past dreams, related to the place. I’ll use that to focus when WBTB later

I'm lucid in what appears to be the hallway of a hotel. I get moving right away and phase through a wall to my left. My vision goes black temporarily as my head moves through the wall and I think about how this would be a full ten points in competition. I emerge on the other side in what appears to be a typical hotel room on an upper level. There are white bed sheets and pillows on the bed against the right wall. I don't want to waste any time and think about some dream goals. I decide not to go with the sanctuary idea. Meditating comes into my mind, but I decide not to do that either. I then remember that I wanted to try summon and decide on trying to summon a small dragon companion. I make my way to the end of the room and onto the balcony. I imagine that a small dragon will be perched on my right shoulder when I raise my hand and turn my head. I turn my head and see very faint wisps of a dragon figure. I decide I want something more solid, so imagine that when I turn back toward the main balcony there will be a solid small dragon. I look toward this area - which extends further past the balcony via tan concrete terraces - and see a small figure which resembles a tiny red dragon without wings. It looks almost like a very small red dog. I want it to be a bit more vivid and the dream complies, making it a bit clearer. I float closer and say that it still looks a little strange. I continue to fly forward just ignoring the figure for now. I continue past the tan concrete terraces and into an area on the edge of the building complex which overlooks a descent of about eight stories. I see two black cars making their way from the left into an intersection and hear their engines revving. I jump and begin to dive through the air toward them. The dream becomes unstable and I wake up.

Dream starts out, I think I am riding my bike through my old hometown somewhere. I think a scene may have taken place at my father’s parent’s house.

I go to visit an apartment and the dream shifts to a fully otd scene. I am sitting at a counter made of bamboo or some kind of wood and it is shaped to look like a surfboard. There is a small glass jar with bamboo growing in it. I have come to discuss lucid dreaming with him and I am waiting for him to get us drinks.

I say to myself “Okay, I am not stupid, I know enough to properly get lucid here.” And while I was properly lucid this go around, I was still not the most clear minded or focused throughout the dream.

I then notice that the apartment is empty. I walk through a sort of living room area with high ceiling and a big light gray curved couch. I tell myself that when I go through, Manei will be on the other side.

I am now in a different apartment or condo, though it feels like a similar location. I come through to new apartment. This one seems to have plants everywhere and be on the beach, though the design of it is still very fuzzy. There is a tall DF who due to the general instability of the dream seems to be rapidly cycling through different appearances. I kid you not while I looked at them and heard slot machine sounds while they morphed rapidly through different appearances like someone who kept pressing ‘randomize’ on a video game character creator. Their height is the only consistent feature.

“Are you Manei? You’re tall enough to be her.”

The dream figure settles on a form that looks sort of like her base form. Though it appears to be middle aged and appears somewhat pallad and sickly. Regardless I sense that it is her and we embrace and kiss then walk over to the window. The scene outside seems unstable. Directly outside I see a road runs paralell to the ocean and perpendicular along the side of the apartment building. I see the road is below sea level and the sea/ocean is spilling over a small waterfall on the coast, about the meter and flowing down the road. I see a large cumulus cloud (or volcanic ash plume) and small debris raining down from it.

“I see small debris raining down and we’re below sea level. What do you see?”

Manei is now a large bipedial/humanoid grayish tabby cat. She is silent.

We then arrive outside in a canoe, riding down the water which spills over from the sea and runs down the street. I see a police SUV get in the street and turn down, driving through the water my canoe is floating in. The water is maybe 10-15cm deep, barely deep enough for my canoe to float but also shallow enough for the police car to drive in. Cat-Manei is in the canoe but vanishes after I look away from her too many times. I am worried the dream police will stop me but they just go around me.

I am thinking about how I am somewhat lucid but not really. I remember something from robert waggoner's book about how a dream should in theory like to interact with a lucid consciousness over a non lucid one.

I get out of the canoe, wade through the water and go back into the apartment complex. I pick a random apartment and say to myself that “This is Mr. Monkey and Juliana’s apartment. I will meet them in there.”

I go inside. A small white robot with a square head leads me to another apartment door and I am back in the room with the gray couch and the odd high ceiling. I see two dream figures and intuitively know they are Monkey and Juliana. I also see that the high ceiling apartment/condominium has a staircase and a balcony that overlooks the main living space with a sort of firemans pole. I climb the stairs and slide down the firemans pole while I am having diaolouge. As I do, I call out for Manei again.

“Manei, can you please come in here to meet Mr. Monkey and Juliana.” I say. I am trying to arrange a dream scene with all four of us present even though I don’t really have an end goal in mind.

“In a minute I’m taking a picture!” I hear her voice very clearly project from another room. I intuitvely know its a bathroom and that she is getting ready.

Intuitively I know this is her saying “I’m trying to get my form right this time.”

“Hurry up, stop posting to dreamstangram!”

Which has the double meaning of “I don’t care if its not perfect, just come.”

I then pause and for some reason think of ‘dream’ the Minecraft youtuber, and say to myself. “Whoops that had a double meaning, sorry.”

I look at Monkey and Juliana sitting on the big gray couch together. Monkey seems fuzzy but he looks to be wearing a blue bathrobe and white breifs and nothing else. He has large mutton chops and a monkey tail and is sitting on the couch eating chips or cheez-its or something out of a plastic bowl and drinking a beer. Juliana is wearing a tank top that says on her chest “witch bitch” and has short black hair in a sort of pixie cut, and panties. When I look at her she chugs an entire bottle of beer distressingly fast, belches, and then laughs at something on the TV.

I look at the TV and see some kind of old school cartoon, like tom and jerry or something. The actual TV imagery is fuzzy but I hear “whoops” and “clangs” and other stock old school cartoon sound effects. I then notice a 3x5 cardboard case of beer bottles (mostly empty with bottles scattered around on the floor between them.)

I somehow interpret this as symbolic “this is a shared dream on some level, but they are nonlucid, just passive observers who are mentally inebriated and passively going along with a stupid dream plot. I need to help them get lucid. Then I can do my sparring goal with Monkey but in my dream.” I also make the connection to some of our visualization exercises where they are comfortable with drinking and we are not.

But the dream ends and I wake up instead.

-+-

Some dream where I am in a survival situation with my mom. There is an ice age or snow storm and we are alternating between traveling through towns and cities buried in ice and camping out in various buildings finding food and supplies.

This dream was during a nap. I took a nap even though I slept in today because I wanted to procrastinate on programming.[/SIZE]

Sparing With JadeGreen One (NLD) 06.16.2023

I am in a classroom at a college and apparently there was more I was supposed to have done even though I already have my Bachelor's degree. To make things worse, my gpa has gone down to 3.20 from never showing up to those classes. The next scene I was talking with my mom and telling her about the problem which triggered some small
amount of lucidity since being back in school is a common dream sign in me. However, I did not gain enough lucidity to not follow the plot of the dream.

There was another scene or two in the middle here in the middle. Maybe something to do with fishing? I can't remmeber.

The next scene I remember I am in the hallways of the school and I seem to have some amount of control because I summon a ball of kenetic sand and play around with it using telekinesis. I can feel the unique properties of the material through the telekinesis. For me, doing telekinesis is like flexing a muscle that pushes against the gravity of the scene. How it feels for me to fly is similar. I make the sand into the shape of a sierpinski pyramid. I summon a mirror that I hold underneath the sand, I think so I can see it from both sides.

Someone is walking down the halls who I somehow know to be JadeGreen! He doesn't look to be in his hade form but I somehow know it's him. He looks like a younger version of me, before I gained weight and his face is blurred but I know it's him. I float the sand over to him and he shapes it with telekinesis too. I hand him the mirror and make one side of it some sort of pattern, maybe as a way of calibrating the telekinesis? He starts to walk away and I remember we are supposed to spar! I tell him to come back and we both summon bo staves. Right as we start the fight I lose stability and visuals but I feel the distinct feeling of his staff hitting my right leg. It hurts! I find myself in a new dream scene and I pull out my phone and discord message him "Ow!" to acknowledge that he won. He responds back with 3 Superman logo emojis and I wake up for real.

Uploading a day late on the final day Slept at 11:15, I think.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
People were identifying different levels of Japanese language comprehension, organizing them by color. White was "none or situational," green was "partial," red was "understands all basic words," and after that was yellow and blue but I forgot their meanings.

We were on the subway. I was wondering if I should rank myself as green or red, when the train screeched to a deafeningly loud halt. Someone said something in Japanese over the intercom but it was completely drowned out. After it happened a second time, people started asking about it.

At some point someone said, "The controlled part was much better." Don't know what that was about. Woke at 2:15 and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
I was in school, walking to class with J. A girl and boy walked past us, and one of them, referring to a trans girl, said, "I swear, if they call her 'she'..."

I could tell it was a transphobic comment and mocked them as they walked away. I vividly remember the girl's blouse and dreadlocks. But they didn't turn around, and I got so mad I threw my mechanical pencil to the floor, the detachable parts flying off. I slapped my hands over my ears and took a few deep breaths to calm down.

Once recovered, I picked up the pieces and put the pencil back together. J and I went to class, which was my 10th grade English teacher Mr. C's. There was a sub saying he couldn't help us with anything, that he just wanted peace and quiet, and if he was in his car and saw us in trouble he would drive past. I think he said all that because I was tearing up a bit, but I blinked it off and sat down.

(Fragment: "Uncle Bruce" was trapped between two stairs, and I was trying to help him.)

Woke at 3:30, DJ and WBTB.


Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was looking at a fuzzy tiger tattoo on my arms, trying to figure out if there were hives underneath. There were definitely some elsewhere, and when I ran a finger over the tattoo it felt bumpy. I was also thinking about straightphobia—specifically, people viewing straight relationships as boring, while my mom talked to me. Not sure when I woke up for this dream or any of the following.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
In the plot of this dream, I would often skip sixth period to play with some little kids in what seemed to be a mix of my school library and my English classroom. I went and jumped into a pit filled with foam blocks, bouncing off them and sticking the landing. But my English teacher Ms. T told me that it was seventh period, not sixth, so I had to get back to class.

I tried to leave, but the librarian stopped me and suggested I try the new escalator. For some reason, I was very uncomfortable. She somehow identified my blood type as "D" (lowest was E) and said I should get a blood test done. I reluctantly agreed, thinking I shouldn't pass up an opportunity for pain.

Next thing I remember is being back in class, someone telling me about these special markers that every witch needs. Immediately, there was another scene change, and I had disappeared from the dream. A guy and girl were partners in crime; they would pilfer villages and massacre innocent townspeople.

At first it was just them two, but later a boy and girl joined. The girl had been a member since she was very young, second grade or so, because she couldn't have kids and wanted to use theirs if they had any? Even as the non-existent observer I was like "wtf..."

Back in the present, the boy asked, "Why not adopt?" but got no answer.

They rode dragons to a mansion, their next looting site. Diana from Little Witch Academia was following, hoping to trap and capture them. The group broke in and split up, the OG guy becoming the main character. He ran to the topmost room and found a treasure chest sealed with a spell.

Using brute-force magic, he yanked it out of place, each tug making him grow bigger and bigger. When he finally got it loose, it was implied that Diana hadn't expected this and had become too nervous to confront him.

There was a large window in the room, and as the non-existent observer I debated whether or not he should jump out the window. With each wavering thought, he moved back and forth as if being pulled. Eventually I decided he'd be fine, and abruptly he was on the ground, back to normal size and surrounded by glass shards.

The new-ish girl complained, "Aw, and he was hot for a second, too."

"What are you talking about? He looked freaky at that size, he's better like this," the boy said in disgust.

Next thing I remember is being in my living room, having taken on the role of the guy. Those "markers that every witch needs" had been in the treasure chest, and my mom said she'd washed out some of the gunk, though she couldn't get it all. I looked forward to using them in school.


Dream #5 (Non-Lucid):
A woman was hiding behind a pole, watching her boyfriend kiss another woman. She blamed herself for being too ugly, for working too much, for being locked up in her own head, et cetera. When they spotted her, she tried to cover up her hurt with anger.

"Yeah, I saw it!" she yelled. "Who do you think you are? Cheating on me like this?"

He approached her, making excuses, offering to "fix" their relationship by taking her home and doing nasty stuff. She backed up, unease building into fear, and said quietly, "You know, I don't want a relationship after all..."

She turned tail and ran away, and became me. I had no memory of what had happened and was now under the impression that I was running away from my parents. I emerged in my neighborhood and knew I had to get out, but for some reason was sticking to the sidewalk.

A special ed kid was in front of me, riding his bike incredibly slowly. I tried to go around him but nearly got run over, playfully shouting, "Aaughh!" We started talking, and he pointed to a bunch of signs across the street, asking if I could read them. One said "good shed." There were also two giant yellow capsules in the shape of smiling men, free cars at their feet.

"Those don't look very free to me," I remarked.

The kid was paranoid that we were being watched by the FBI, but I assured him that if we were being watched by anyone, it would only be my parents. Though I wasn't sure how much of a comfort that was to him.

We kept going and happened upon my brother's old friend Cameron. He joined our group and at some point we were all hiding behind a rail, watching my mom knock on my childhood friend Sam's door. I thought she was going to ask him where I was, but she already knew. I forgot exactly what they talked about, but I think he was requested to keep an eye out for me.

One of us moved out of line and she saw me, grabbed at me. I flew into the air and took off around the neighborhood, making extremely silly sounds, my arm extended and a black remote in my hand. The neighborhood looked weird and empty, and I feel like I may have been close to lucidity, but maybe not.

"What are you doing?" my mom groaned, exasperated.

"Aaauauaboogaboogaboo," I responded.

———

When I came home from school, I took a nap at 4:15, give or take 15 minutes. Woke up at 4:53 with exactly zero dreams. I felt "floaty" and groggy for the rest of the day. Not good. And no lucids for over a week! Is this a dry spell or what? At least it's the last day of school, so I'll have more time from now on.

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x2) - 1 points
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3) - 3 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
(3 comments - 1 point)
Tonight's sum: 12 points
Previous sum: 141.5 points
Comp total: 153.5 points