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My recall and WBTB abilities have gone to shambles, just in time for the competition ...Actually, I noticed them deteriorating this past week, but I didn't expect it to get this bad.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was in my bed, trying to fall asleep. (A false non-awakening, as Harlequin calls it, but I think I'll call it a false falling-asleep.) A baldish 16-19 year old guy was standing at the foot of my bed, smiling at me. I assumed he was a really strong hypnagogic hallucination, and even though I was creeped out, I acted friendly to avoid any bad schema.

He encouraged me to have a lucid dream, suggesting all sorts of techniques that I can't remember now. I said something like, "Don't forget about WILD," and he smirked confidently, walking closer.

———

That's all I remember, which is a shame since I'm pretty sure the rest of the dream involved dragons. I knew I hadn't been waking up naturally most days this week, so the night before I set an alarm for 4:55, but I don't even remember hearing it; I was just suddenly awake and staring at my clock.

I couldn't remember anything and spent the rest of the time trying to WILD, but I couldn't fall asleep. I would drift in and out every 5-15 minutes, though I must have been unconscious at some point because I had this dream.

———

Dream #2 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was on a sandy beach in a videogame-like setting. I think I was running away from some responsibility.

I came across a patch of sand with crabs and turtles and some other creatures scuttling around underneath. They would occasionally pop up to the surface before burrowing in again. The dream switched to third person, and when a red crab emerged from the ground, I smashed it with a wooden hammer, killing it.

"Are you happy now?" I asked my mom. (I think it was her.)

A rectangular floating box appeared, prompting me to place an important ID card(?) on top of the crab. I wondered if it was a good-Samaritan choice that would benefit me in the future, but I didn't want to risk it, so I scorned, "That's stupid, who would do that?" I was just hiding my uncertainty.

There were some more turtles and crabs crawling around but I didn't kill them. I felt terrible. My dad started chasing me soon after.

———

I didn't remember either of these fragments until brushing my teeth in the bathroom. I'm glad because it brings my score up from a 2... to a 3... I tried to take a nap after coming home from school but I couldn't fall asleep.

Points:
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x2) - 1 point
WBTB - 2 points
Total: 3 points

The Dream Timer; Tribal Elixirs; Purple Portal to the Dream Sanctuary
The Dream Timer
I begin to see light through the back of a car window appear. I’m aware as images start to form in the slight bluish light. There appears to be some kind of machine to the left which looks like a box of some sort – possibly a microwave. The shapes then becomes two cars. I get excited as I recognize that a dream is beginning to form and calm myself slightly so as not to make the dream fade. I begin to gently move my dream body ensuring that my physical body won’t be affected. I begin to make my way out of the back window and realize that I’m good to go! I’m struck by the sheer vividness of the dream. I exit the back window of the car and begin to slide down a small metal bronze platform on the back of the car. I consider dream goals and think back to the summer competition. I don’t want to puruse the dream sanctuary due to risk of having the dream collapse; I want it to last a while. I then remember that eating/drinking something was one of my personal tasks. I anticipate a chocolate bar being in my left hand as I raise it, yet nothing appears when I do. I slide a bit further and there is a glass with what appears to be a small amount of red wine and I have some, yet there isn’t any taste. I float farther down the dream scene, down an area of what appears to be a wide alleyway with rooftops converging two stories overhead to shelter the area from the sun. It appears to be a bazaar of sorts with muted brown colors and some reds and greens that pop out. There are a few female dream characters on the fringes as I glide down the alleyway. I shout “Aware!” as I want to raise the vividness and clarity. I think back to a podcast and continue to move my eyes around the dream scene so as not to fixate in one area and collapse the dream. The alleyway converges into a large square forum area of sorts with additional colors and the presence of some foliage. I begin to hear a ticking from behind me and interpret this to be a timer of sorts counting down to the end of the dream. I attempt to counter this my counting backward from ten, progressively more slowly, in order to dilate dream time. I make my way down from ten, yet the dream goes black.
I begin spinning within the dark scene, along with streaks of gray, motivated to hold awareness. I begin seeing a bluish scene form, but decide I don’t want a blue dream scene, and attempt to change it to green.
Tribal Elixirs
I emerge into a dream scene roughly 20-30 feet in the air. It’s an exilerating feeling an upbeat song begins to play within my mind, reflecting my excitement. I consider the dream goal of consuming a magic elixir. I look below and view a very vivid body of water resembling the pool in M street. Small red-tinged plants are growing out of the water which resemble plants in Serrano. I turn in the air to my right and notice a very tall narrow wooden pole, almost like a tree trunk, ascending into the air. The surface is covered within intricate white and yellow flowers, somewhat resembling orchinds. I begin to ascend the ‘totem’ in search of an elixir. At the top I find a very small thimble of sorts, but decide this won’t suffice as the elixir. I turn to my left and take in the view of a simple village consisting of huts, some with roofs, some without. There don’t appear to be any DCs at this time. To the far right appears to be a area strewn with several mats for sitting with a somewhat elaborate color schemes and adornments. I decide this must be the dwelling place of the tribal leader and the perfect place to look for the magical elixir. I approach the center of the area and a tray has several glasses and a goblet – two of the glass have liquid in them: one with wine and one with appears to be a champagne of sorts. I drink the one with the lighter liquid and it has a very bland taste – it’s not the elixir. I continue to fly in the heart of the village toward structure with simply a wide wooden base yet no roof. I female DC character is laying in this area and appears to be very life-like. I look at the DC briefly, taking in the detail, but quickly move on in order to move farther into the village. I make my way in a bit farther, but the dream begins to fade.
I am once again in a dark void with swirls of gray. I insistent on maintaining my awareness as I swirl.
Purple Portal to the Dream Sanctuary
A scene rapidly appears, yet appears to be very cartoon-like. There are orcish/penguin looking figures adorned with spiked armor in an area which appears to resemble the foyer to the castle in Mario 64 mixed with the design theme of Orgrimmar. I begin to focus intently in order for the dream to become more vivid and life-like, and have a degree of success; the scene becomes slightly more realistic. The area maintains it’s orcish theme, and I float to the upper level of a walkway to the side of the main area. I turn and notice that behind a wall with large opening lays the heart of the city – a central area to the orcish stronghold which resembles the central gathering area of Orgrimmar. I fly into this area and notice two large structures. I decide not to stay in this dream scene and begin to consider finding a portal to go through. I find my way to a nearby wall and start to phase through. My vision begins to go black as my head enter the wall and I realize I may lose the dream. I re-emerge from the wall hoping that the dream will sustain – it does. I move forward a bit and notice a small half-sphere of what appears to be purple crystal, with fragmented portions containing dream scenes inside. I reflect that this would be the perfect way to find the dream sanctuary. I begin to phase into the center of one of the fragments and the scene expands into a small clearing with an earthen tunnel at the end. Inside the tunnel sits what appears to be a hut in the forest. I enter the tunnel and suddenly find myself within the hut structure. It is an earth-hewn cavernous room which extends down in a sort of tunnel-like shape. The area to the left begins to rise up to a sort of half-story area. I want a meditation area, so I imagine one around the alcove approaching on the left. I also want it to be more adorned and ‘homey’. I enter the alcove and notice a large stone tablet protruding form the well with roughly seven circular stone button in an arch. Each circular stone button is correlated with a symbol, two of which I remember as a moon and a crystal. I decide I want the sanctuary to morph into the ‘moon’ phase. I press the button and sense that the dream reacts. At this point the dream fades and I wake up.

*After review of the dream journal, entry to the 'Moon Phase' of the dream sanctuary is something I'm eagerly working toward. This will be essentially a hub where I will work on Dream Yoga stages. I hope to have a mediation area, a portal area which shows locations I may venture to (using the crystal phasing technique used in the 3rd portion of this trilogy so as not to collapse the dream), as well as a precipice to ask questions directly to the dream (subconscious mind).

I remember another dream fragment in which I'm speaking to my mom about going into enforcement. We then find ourselves in a car and there's a screen in front of the center console depicting an officer. I have my work radio attached to me.

WBTB Success: 2
First WILD: 10
Eat/Drink Something: 5
Fly: 5
Hand Through Object: 5
Phase Through Solid Object: 10
Complete Old Personal Goal: 10 (Counting it as old although this is the first legit looking sanctuary)
*Not going to count time control since I can't determine if it truly had an effect
Non-lucid Fragment: .5
Total: 47.5

My dreams were all over the place in terms of recall. Only remembering the last couple scenes from them.

1
First thing I remember is finding screenshots of several people I know online saying horrendous things. I don't remember what these things were.
After a memory gap, the very next thing I remember was being in this aquatic area, where I questioned why exactly I was there.. Then I woke into an FA, of course.
When I was in the FA, instead of checking if I was still dreaming, I decided to recall everything so I can journal it.
Then I woke up for real.

2
I remember getting delivered 'ETWOLD 2' in the mail. I immediately went to go read it in my bedroom.
When I opened to the first page, I couldn't read any of the words properly, dream-brain issue.
Got into an FA after that, where I finally figured out it was really weird to ever think there'd actually be a sequel to ETWOLD.
Drifted back into a regular dream plot, at my house.
An old friend of mine (that no longer lives in the area) was riding a bike down the dirt road.
Memory gap.
I was at a foreign location in some town, heading into a building. A dog followed me in, then I got kicked onto the ground by someone.
The dog promptly dove for my neck and ripped my throat out, wow.
Then I quickly drifted back awake, quite unphased by it all.

3
I was in a foreign building. There was various individuals from my old school, and maybe some family members.
I don't really remember what happened here, though.

Dream 1: +0.5
Dream 2: +1
Dream 3: +0.5
WBTB: +2

6.2.2023

Conference Lucid, and some progress with the blackout

I don’t know if all of the following was the same dream, but it seems to make sense to arrange it as such and in the following order:

There is a girl that someone wants to meet again. He walks through a train, looking for her. He finds her on the last car of a train. A piano player is there too. The last car seems to be where poor people sit. He looks at the girl, sitting in the corner. She kind of smiles and shakes her head at him (or something). He’s not sure what she means by this...

Somewhere – in a hotel maybe. There is a conference going on that I’m supposed to be at. I calculate in my mind what time I need to leave to be there on time, and decide that I would need to leave by 10:00. I look at the clock to see how long I have, and it looks like it is just about 10:00 now. I rush out, I think to catch a train...

...I’m a bit fuzzy about whether the conference starts in an hour at 11:00 or in a couple of hours. I could walk back to the conference center, but there is also a train that I could take. I discuss the merits of each with someone (my mother?). This has to do with dining, it seems. There is a restaurant along the way if I walk. Mom and I in store dream here? I decide to take the train. I arrive at the conference center, several hours early it turns out. I wonder to myself what I’m going to do for the next couple of hours. I go into a restroom. It’s fairly nice, but it’s one of those dream restrooms where there isn’t much privacy. No doors on stalls, etc. Also, there are one or two women in there. I chuckle to myself over this, because it’s like one of my dream restrooms. Then I decide to do a reality check, and become lucid. I think the dream starts to fade...

...At some point I seem to be in this conference center (I think, though I’m not sure). I go walking down a walkway, where girls seem to be hanging out. It’s a nice place to meet girls, but I don’t think I’m really there to do that. I turn around and head back the way I came. There is a set of double doors to my left that have the name of some superhero on them (Spider Man, Iron Man, The Hulk, or someone)...

...Still at the conference center, not lucid. Walking around, I notice how unfamiliar and almost “dream-like” things seem. I decide to do a nose pinch RC, and find that I can still breathe. Becoming convinced that this is a dream, I inhale deeply with my nose still pinched. I can see a lady from my church nearby. I become lucid. For some reason, I start reciting poetry – Eldorado, by Edgar Allen Poe. This might be a means of stabilizing the dream, or maybe just something I find to be fun at the moment. I might get up onto a table and pace around while talking. The dream begins to fade, but I have been starting to suspect that this tendency to “wake up” soon after becoming lucid might be false awakenings caused by expecting to wake up, so I hang on. The imagery comes back! I think about the competition, and try to remember what I’m supposed to do. Flying was one thing, so I try to levitate. It’s a bit difficult, but I manage to float up a few feet. I get stuck at the ceiling, having trouble breaking through. I float around a bit before losing the dream, or else I don’t remember what happened after this.

...Coming back from somewhere. The conference above? I’m sitting in a vehicle, and I see what appears to be the guy driving now standing outside the car talking to someone else. As he’s talking, he starts singing a song (I think it’s the song “Tell me Why”). There are two homeless people standing there, and they sing along. We continue on our drive, and talk about how talented those people were and how the talent should be appreciated. Then we try to drive up a steep set of wooden stairs. They’re a bit rickety. We get stuck, and need to get out to push. I need to put on my shoes first though. I get out, and sit in the car and/or lean against the car to put them on. Someone gets out from the front seat, and has to put on his shoes as well.


Girl Moves In, and the Toaster Oven

Cooking something in a toaster oven. It’s a rolled up thing of some kind. There are two toaster ovens to choose from – a high powered one and a lower powered on. I decide to use the lower powered one. One of the girls from the apartment next to me has moved into my apartment, and I think since someone else is living in the apartment I should put the smoke detector back on the wall where it was (I had put it in a drawer in the bathroom, because it kept going off when I was cooking). I bring smoke detector back out, but then I see that the thing in the toaster oven is putting off smoke. I think I end up putting the smoke detector on the couch and cover it with a sheet, hoping it won’t go off...Someone shows up and talks about mowing that needs to be done “in Germany”. I offer to do it, and they agree. “Germany” seems to just be a neighborhood in town.

"Pruners" and the Snakes

People from the Cru campus ministry. R- is one of them. I had put up signs a while back (in the dream) advertising that I was interested in a ministry called “Plums”, or “Prunes”, or something like that. R- is interested in this, and it turns out that – unbeknownst to me – “Prunes” had to do with acting (I’m not an actor). She is excited to think that I am a “Pruner”, or “Plumer” or some title related to the word. We go up some stairs, I think. There is a snake involved in some way...This might flow into the following:...Some people are in a shooting game, or movie perhaps. They might be soldiers. The are in a dry, dusty place, going around a large hill on a road. They notice something moving a little ways off, and it turns out that there are very large snakes threatening them in some way. They shoot at the snakes...

Singing Game

My Mom and brother are talking and playing a game. I feel like my brother isn’t paying attention when I talk, and just talks over me. This annoys me, but I also feel that it would be wrong of me to just keep on talking and try to drown him out (this occasionally happens in dreams, and I get angry, but this time I make the conscious effort to show Christ-like humility). I also feel left out of the game. I join in the game anyway – it involves picking up tiles along with singing - I sing “It’s a Grand Old Flag”, or something, picking up tiles with pictures of flags and such as I come to the words in the song. One of the words has to do with the word “heart” (maybe it was the “emblem of the land I love” part) and I look for a heart tile. This is a little challenging, and I keep seeing red shapes that sort of look like hearts but might not be.

Dream 1: I was playing Isaac in the other room, the mobile port which I forgot existed. It had micro transactions and stuff do become the room I beat ??? the room was super strange with reverted gravity. I almost died, but beat the game. I also started watching youtube videos, and kept seeing this documentary about LeBron James which I got tired of. Upon clicking the video though I realized that the guy voice acting it was this big time music guy that made several songs from famous games

Dream 2: I was in a labyrinth in a dystopian sci-fi world, similar to blade runner. I was travelling the halls constantly, later on I found this apology letter from some girl in the middle of nowhere. I kept searching and woke up

Dream 3: I was disappointed that I wasn’t getting lucid. I got up and took a shower in the dream. It went on till 8:00 PM Identical to real life

Last day of the week to work, as usual, the daily morning routine tends to erase all tracks of dreams. This time I’m performing a bit more of effort just after the first alarm goes off, in order to hold the memories of what was dreamed. Seems like SC2023 is giving a hand to push into the journals.
This time I was able to hold the last fragment of the last dream of the night… Day? Morning?

…/I’m doing something with a pile of stout templates, arranging them to fit the corners. I take the one from above, it’s the template for a rough plane. It mixes with the alarm clock, I’m still holding it while I’m trying to stop the alarm/… It’s my phone.

Nostalgia Sting
I'm in a house the reminds me of my Grandma M's, but the layout is also mixed with a restaurant called Bamboozle's from back home. This mixture showed up back in a previous dream back on night of Friday 3/10/23. (I didn't mention the restaurant before, description is still correct). That one ended up being lucid but this one wasn't. I'm with my brother and my old Saxophone teacher from highschool, Z. We all have backpacks on, so maybe we are just arriving for a rehearsal. Z points at my coat but I don't see it right away.

Scorpion. There's a scorpion on my chest. I don't know what to do, so I try to stay still and watch it. I think to myself that I want to appear unafraid, take care of it quickly, but I don't. The scorpion scampers over to my unprotected arm. It starts flailing its claws and tail wildly. It jabs my arm with its tail. I anticipate pain, and there is some, but much less than I expected. I wake up.

I remember mumbling something about the scorpion to S, but she was also half-asleep so I doubt she remembers.

Today I remembered 3 dreams, but I lost memory of first one before I woke up from bed.

Dream #1 (about 11 a.m local time)
I was in some sort of village in 1939-1945, probably in Poland. Weather was was windy and cloudy it was a little bit dark like autumn evening. I was running away from gestapo or other nazi agency (it wasn't specified in my dream). I asked people for help or place to hide but nobody responsed so I crossed the main village road. It was made of mud and I almost slipped. I entered to someone backyard and I opened door to basement. I saw 2 people inside (probably the owners) so I ask them for hiding. They agree. I went inside and man led me to special place in his basement. After crossing hidden door I was in some kind of forest. It was dark like night, and I saw snow and frozen mud. We went to the end of main road of tha forest and that was my place for hiding

Dream #2 (about 1 p.m local time)
I entered to area of big jail. I was outside on the road. Structures was made of red bricks and architecture was old. Weather similar like in dream no. 1 - windy and cloudy but I dont remember what season it was. I passed side road and entered to building. I was in dark room probably in undergrounds. For some reason I had long sharp knife and magazine. I tried to hide that knife because I dont want to have any problems. After that I left the building and I left the entire area. On the end of dream I passed main gate.

+ working out in a gym, bench pressing (and overhead) strange barbells, trying to keep balance

+ walking naked through the house, woman there (the owner), I get modest and hide behind the door to my room when she comes to talk to me, see myself in mirror, my butt looks bit but otherwise don't look bad. I think it'd be a good idea if I put on some underwear

+ standing with crowd of people outside, doing pushups on a curb then sort of falling off, people start to leave, then we're walking around inside a stadium

+ long series of scenes including climbing in/out of a window with difficulty, checking my reservation with an airlines and realizing I have almost no time to get my stuff and make it to the airport, trying to access a very important object in a safe in a wall, where a tall sacred stick is needed as part of the protocol to open the safe, and then I have a strong feeling of deja vu that this has all happened before

+ getting really angry with some guy who's criticizing me about something to do with the bells in a bell tower chiming

I was back on fourth as wether to count this as a lucid dream. The level of lucidity was... questionable. But thinking back I really was at most would describe a "layer 2" and did execute dream control.

First sleeping period: 7:00pm to 10:00pm.

I was at a robotics competition of some form. It was taking place on a university campus plaza with different students lined up showing off robots they had made. The dream scene taking place in a university quad type area with post-modern-looking organic glass and steel buildings surrounding us.

I had one. I distinctly remember its design being built off the chassis of an old toy tank with rubber treads. Maybe about 25cm long and 20cm wide. It had a large solar cell on top plugged into a birds nest of wires and random components on the bottom and to one side was a small mechanical arm with a camera and a little claw on it on it. I remember I was placing the robot inside a cylindrical room. It was about the size of a phone booth or porta potty but had no apparent features inside.

Some other students came along and mocked me as they had a much bigger and more advanced humanoid robot. I said "I don't care I'm proud that I made it." I think Manei was present for a bit, but ended up wandering off.

I distinctly remember seeing myself in a mirror or in third person and recognizing that I was acting as my dream identity. This triggered lucidity. I think I became more aware of this as I remember playing with my hair and it was black. (Hade has long black hair waking life me does not) I remember thinking that playing with it was working as good dream stabilization. I distinctly recall having a sort of false memory wherein I recalled the dream where Marcus made this body for me to use he had mentioned that the hair was modified to not ever become oily or tangled.

I then had another student approach me. He said something to the effect of "The administrator wants to see you. I think you are in trouble."

I felt a bit of anxiety, but lucidity supressed the emotional charge. I decided I would teleport right to him, because I didn't know where he was. I pulled up a computer that I had originally been using to program my robot. It had a window open taking up most of the screen, a white background with gray text. I typed

/tp @Hade @Admin

I was in a white void. Then a big oak desk appeared with this guy who looked like Ronald Regan. He had an american flag on a short flagpole with gold fringe. The flag had vertical stripes and only one big star in the blue rectangle. I recognized him as the administrator. More objects began to appear as a very formal and high class looking government office formed around me. I distinctly remember the effect being similar to loading into a new environment in a laggy or buggy video game with more objects appearing in bursts every few moments and objects sometimes appearing to be blurry or low-poly before resolving to a higher level of detail.

The administrator steepled his fingers and talked to me but I forgot what he said. Two more people walked in. One was a bureaucrat looking woman with pale skin, black hair and square glasses wearing a gray suit coat and black stilettos. The other guy looked and dressed like Admiral Hood from Halo 2. Meanwhile I was distracted by a rather embarrassing problem as I was wearing a white tank top/undershirt that kept rolling up from my waist giving it the effect of a crop top but with a thick round band where it rolled up on me. I kept getting distracted looking down at my body trying to unroll it and it kept curling back up. I tried concentrating on the problem, command it to stop with dream control to no avail. I could see the other dream figures were a bit irritated with me being distracted, so I just took the top off. When I did it continued to roll and bunch up in odd ways on the floor, almost as though it were alive. It twisted into a tight sort of doughnut shape.

"You are the dreamer. We need you to assemble a battle fleet and [blah blah blah] or we could lose this war."

"I need to talk to my admiral and see what he says." I responded. In that moment I imagined my admiral as one of the alien characters from my scifi RP group. I then started thinking about going on a space adventure. I remember a very brief involuntary scene change onto the bridge of my starship, the Natsu. It looked somewhat like the Roci ops deck stylistically but was a simple octagonal shape and didn't have two levels. I remember I was putting on a black skintight spacesuit and Manei was tying up her hair so she could put a helmet on. Then the scene changed back to the first location of the university campus.

I then remember I am poking around in my dream body. Manei is standing there wearing a tan sweater and holding a big paper coffee cup with a lid. She just kind of idles there for a minute while I fool around in my dream body like I'm going to do or say something interesting. I stay there for another minute. I pinch myself to see if it will wake me up (it doesn't) and (in a non sexual way) I am just feeling really good experimenting with it. I then remember getting irritated that my feet felt hot and grimy so I took off my shoes and socks and felt a lot better.

I then tried jumping as high as I could without engaging with flight. I jumped maybe six or eight meters into the air and sort of floated at the top of my arc for a second. I think as I am coming back down that my knees will hurt on landing (as I've gotten older IWL I've started having knee trouble). No pain whatsoever. I also remember thinking about breathing. Breathing just feels a lot better, a lot more invigorating.

I remember we walk away. My little robot is following us and I jump up and walk along a black metal railing, feeling the coolness of the metal and the subtle texture in my feet as I balance. I am walking along a round black metal tube but have no trouble balancing even while not concentrating on it. I divert some attention to the sensation as dream stabilization but I can tell the scene is fading out.

"I feel bad. I felt like having a different body was really weird and marcus was creepy old man. But he did a real bang-up job, even years later and this still works flawlessly. I'm sorry I thought of him like that and I need to thank him when I get the chance. I wish waking world bodies were this good."

Second sleep period 3:00am to 6:00am.

With this second lucid, I was much more clearly awake within the dream, I felt like I was in more control.

I was having a fairly mundane anxiety dream about having lost my wallet and phone in a large superstore like costco. Eventually I recognized the anxiety charge as being dreamlike and the frustration of constantly shifting environment. I preformed a nose-pinch reality check and got a very distinct sensation of breathing through my nose.

I then find that my scene has transitioned to the basement of my childhood home. I became aware that I was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and black ice skates, having the distinct feeling of walking around with blades under my feet and decided to head outside. As I approached the door I said. "I want to summon Manei. She will be on the other side of the basement door just outside."

I approached the door and then stopped. Then I noticed a coat rack had human legs. I pulled off the coats. There was a pale naked old lady who didn't looked too surprise that I had found her hiding. Funnily enough the naked lady had very smooth young looking legs at first.

"Manei, is that you?"

"Yes dear." (old lady voice) I said as I opened the door and headed outside.

"Why do you look like that?"

"Because you see me like this."

The form changes to a very tall (coherent with her usual height) male form with short blonde hair. I was very surprised by this because I recalled (possibly falsely) an earlier dream where she swore up and down she would never utilize a male form as it didn't fit her. Outside it is dim and cloudy and the lake behind my house is frozen though there isn't any snow on the ground. The lawn isn't grass, instead its millions of tiny yellow wildflower buds.

"Oh you're trying a male form. I'm surprised, but I'm proud of you. You're your own entity I think it's important for you to decide how you like to look."

"Yes, this is a male form." (I am going to still use female pronouns since there was the strong feeling that this was a very temporary experiment but I guess we'll see). She points to two scars or injuries on her chest. One of them is visibly bleeding a small amount. It kind of looks like the surgery scars people who transition FtM have but more fresh. I actively dream-interpret that appearance as in indication of somebody who transitioned 'roughly'.

We had some conversation about MadMonkey and his guide that I honestly don't remember. I then remember we are sort of meandering around the back yard of my childhood home when she traps my leg and pushes me over. We playfully wrestle in the grass for a bit and she says something like "strong little man!". I just think its funny. We lay down for a bit on this square oriental rug she lays down on the grass which is way too small for the two and I 'fall asleep' to wake up some time later, surprised to see that the dream is still ongoing. I make a note that I am still having the sensation of walking around in ice skates.

"Well it's the lucid dreaming competition, so we should probably do dream control tasks."

Manei gives me a look. In a previous dream she went on a tyrade about how she doesn't really like the lucid dreaming competitions because they only really award dream control ability and not effort that goes into dream induction or other components of the practice. Its a bit annoyed but she's still willing to go along with it.

"We need to get off earth. We need the Natsu." (The Natsu was our starship).

I begin pathing a route to get there. I know there was a door in the basement that led to a utility room that I was scared of as a young child. Many times in my dream have I gone in there to find a creepy winding underground complex. I think that if I can invoke that dream schema I can escape the familiar and mundane territory of my childhood home. From there we can get to the ship, blast off and use the jump drive to get to where we want to go. She seems enthusiastic to get out of this location too. However at that point I rather abruptly woke up.

I give myself an 'F' for good sleep hygene but a 'A-' for lucid dreaming.

(Okay comp rules say dream control counts only once per dream/chain. I wouldn't say several hours of waking and then another DILD is really a chain though so I'm going to fully score both lucids.)

DILD (x2 = 15pts)

Dream 1:
Rc/Stabilization (1pt)
Use Technology (5pts)
Teleport (10pts)
Lucid DC interaction (2pts)
Mlsc dream control (5pts) Ill count the really high jump.

Dream 2:
Rc/Stabilization (1pt)
Basic Summoning of dream guide (10pts)
Lucid DC interaction (2pts)

I went to sleep at 1 Am and woke up to do Wbtb at 6 Am , I originally meant to do a 10 minute wbtb followed by MILD but then spent a lot of time completing a uni assignment because I had to submit it today ( 2 June ) . I slept back at 6:50 and did my old technique of focusing on a mix of point of focuses like ringing in my ears , counting, breath , body image with an intent to get lucid and then fell asleep

I remember being in a hostel room . It was night time and there was a dj playing outside . I remember the room number being 102 . It was plain and clean with furnished yellow walls and lights . There were 3 people standing at the window wearing fancy clothes . Like they were dressed for an Indian wedding, the boy was in a navy Blue Kurta while the tall girl was in a sparkling blue suit . There was also a short chubby girl there . They were filming someone from the window dancing in the dj below . I went to take a look and saw a girl in dark sparkling dress dancing below through the camera of the guy's phone . I thought she is my classmate but then forgot about that idea all together . The last thing I remember before getting lucid was that I was thinking about sages and priests and something and then I just snapped and just "decided to be lucid" or something. The people disappeared and I was all alone in that alone , with the knowledge that it's all a dream .

The dream was blurry and I was feeling like waking up . I grounded myself a bit by taking it slow . Walked up to a shirt hanging from a wall and bit down on its collar in an attempt to engage my senses . It worked and I remember reading the words "Bensley" on the collar . The dream was still a bit blurry but at that point I was getting a bit worried about premature awakenings and proceeded to jump out of the window . It did not hurt at all when I landed but I felt a somewhat light jerk on my feet . It was rainy and cold , at dark , with the area and buildings only illuminated by blue light . I wanted to try out my personal goal of trying to find that one girl I met in a non lucid 7-8 months ago but the dream shortly ended . It lasted about 1-2 minutes as a lucid.

I find myself in an apartment on what I believe to be the second floor. I suddenly realize I’m in a dream without any prompt. I reach a low level of lucidity and take in the dim room, which appears to have a bed in the middle and a DC standing toward the edge of the room. I make my way to the DC to start a conversation. I lose lucidity and slip into a normal dream.