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1. The Village (LD)
I'm aware as a scene forms of my dream arms outstretched, holding an opaque large bottle. I realize a dream is forming and at first wonder if I'll be able to successfully transition into a dream. I ignore this thought and immerse myself in the dream, working with it to develop. I begin walking, then running and the scene of a house, then a door develops. I exit through the door at full speed and begin flying, taking in the few of a massive downward slope of a grassy area that extends far into the distance. The rolling hills travel downward to a town at the bottom which is lit up in dim red and yellow lights as the sun begins to emerge. I fly toward the village and shouting with excitement, happy that I'm lucid. I laugh and say out loud that I hope the alarm doesn't go off as I know it's probably about time to get up. As I draw closer to the town, the dream starts pulling me upward at a rapid pace. As I ascend higher, I worry for a slight moment that I might lose the dream. I remind myself, however that it's just a dream and that I'm in control. I imagine my dream body drawing closer to the village, and inversely, the village drawing closer to me. I descend rapidly and land. As I land, I stomp my foot twice as the dream is a bit dim. Two massive shock waves emerge from the stomp, sending quakes through the ground. I begin walking back up the hill quickly and consider where to head to next. The dream begins to dim a bit, and I instinctively begin spinning. A tornado forms around me (1), and I can see the wind gust all around me, carrying leaves within it. After a short moment, I emerge in a scene in the middle of the night with a white house containing a small extension to the right with a small staircase leading to a doorway. I think of dream goals and remember trying to head back to The Village. I decide not to head into the room in front of me as I feel it won't bring me where I'm trying to go. I turn around and see behind me a small gray structure somewhat resembling a mausoleum. I decide this won't be the right place to phase through either. I turn to my left and see a small fence next to the extension of the house, and to the right of it, a large one and a half story gate with a curved top, stopping just before a metal bar. I decide to go into the area and fly through the separated portion. I enter into a dark area which is essentially a rectangular room that seems to have a body of water - possibly a pool - within it. I decide to head to The Village through this area. I continue ahead and phase through the wall. --
I'm in blackness for a short period of time and begin imagining the scene of The Village along with it's cobblestone streets and buildings on either side. --
I quickly emerge into an area which resembles a suburb development. It's the middle of the night, and the houses are modern and contain intricate stone paver structures in the fronts of the yards. I notice that it's not exactly The Village from the previous dream, yet still a very interesting area and I hope it'll be persistent. I decide to head to the first area: the chocolate maker. I turn to my right and see a two story house and head toward the front door and enter. As I make my way into the first room, I sense that there's a kitchen toward the back left and that a DC is within. There are two pillars with a small wall separating the area, and I peer around to see if the DC is there, yet no one is present. I turn to my right and see an elderly lady, probably in her early seventies, roughly 5'2" with blonde hair and defined wrinkles. Behind her, I notice that there are some chocolates on top of her cabinets. I ask her if she has any chocolate ready (2). She tells me she didn't realize I was coming tonight, but she could get something ready really quickly. I insinuate that I'm in a rush as I don't want the dream to collapse by stagnating, and begin looking through her fridge. I don't find any, but remind myself that I can just imagine it there. I take a bar of something which seems to be vanilla flavored as well as I square muffin with a top containing waves of chocolate. I say "Thanks Gen" (3) instinctively as I eat the muffin and begin exiting her house. I enter back into the street, continuing to chew, and my mouth is very full. I then begin to think of more areas of The Village I want to explore, and think of The Clockmaker. I realize his house would be just a couple houses down and to the right. I reflect on how eating something may help to engage my senses and ground the dream. Suddenly, many of my sense - mostly sight, hearing, and tactile sense - kick more into awareness and I roll with it as if I'm practicing ADA in the dream. I then see a girl go by me on a blue scooter as I make my way down the street. I suddenly wake up

Notes.
(1). I've worked a bit with tornados as element manipulation via visualization practice. I wanted to use it as a means of teleportation and it seems like it kicked in automatically.
(2). I really like chocolate if you haven't already noticed.
(3). The name came very instinctively. It's probably because my grandpa used to call my grandma Gen, and I made the association with her being an elderly lady with blonde hair.

2. The Stump (Lucid Dreamlet)
I'm aware as I notice a stump in my field of vision. I notice it as the beginnings of a dream scene and want to stay with it as the dream develops. Suddenly, a tree appears behind it along with some grass. I then see a fence in the distance and some dark ground in the periphery. I consider moving my dream body, yet feel tentative as I don't want to disturb my waking body. I think I'm waking up, yet it ends up slipping into a non-lucid dream.

Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment, b/r = bathroom trip, Wn = waking #n, BT = bedtime, OOB = final out of bed time in morning, DO = Disembodied Observer

Summary of the Night

• Wakings:
  
  1. 02:02 b/r no recall,
  2. 04:57, b/r, recall?
  3. 07:04, b/r recall, tried for sleeping until 07:30, ended up sleeping or drifting until 09:00
  4. 09:00 almost no recall
• BT: ~00:09, OOB: ~09:00, fitbit: 83 (7:48 sleep 1:09 awake, 0:50 REM, 1:39 deep)
• Recall quality: generally poor, not vivid, little presence
• I seem to be getting a bit better at falling back asleep, I've had a lot of success this week

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W2: Final Fist Fight
I'm entering a room indoors, there are 3 guys there, they are my enemies. As I enter the room two of them are securing the door so nobody can get in or out. I say, "So, this is it, eh? OK, let's finish it!" and I immediately put up my fists and assume a boxing position. I'm fighting FrstGrd (WFP). This is a serious fight. We're circling each other. I periodically land some quick jabs: some to his body, and some to his face. [I don't think he ever hit me]. I'm keeping my guard up with my fists in front of my face.

W2: Archery Teacher
Outdoors (?) in some large open area, I'm an archery instructor talking to a group of people about archery, the different sorts of bows and arrows (?).

W3: Roller Coaster
I'm on a roller coaster at a theme part with son S2. I'm saying something about how there are convenient entrances to this ride at different points in the park. We're getting in to the cars, and I'm reaching back and pulling down the safety harness from behind my head down over my body. It's not clear which train we're getting in to, there are two trains there, facing in opposite directions. We're getting in to the last car of a train.

W3?: Button down shirt
I'm (at work?) putting on a button down dress shirt. I think I'll be getting too hot in this shirt.

W4: Woman teasing
There is a man who fell unconscious because the woman he loves doesn't love him back. He is lying on his stomach, and this woman is lying perpendicularly across his lower back and facing me. She unbuttons her blouse flashes her boobs at me. I become aroused and think about going behind her and interacting with her.

W4: Several Brief Fragments

• outside a building, looking up, through a glass wall [DS] I see a naked woman (vague)
• a guy is drinking coffee and walking with his boss

Type: Lucid dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This was an immensely vivid WILD that happened near the end of REM. I tried to DEILD back into another dream upon waking, but it failed. I imagine this was because the REM period was over, and because I was too rested to fall back asleep afterwards. I spent the dream observing dream behaviour, rather than doing more intense activities.

The dream began with a false awakening. I had not experienced full-blown hypnagogic scenes during the WILD transition, and I had not wanted to manipulate the subtler visuals into an initial dream scene; this may have been the reason behind the FA. I was in the same bedroom I had fallen asleep in. The room was dark, but there was some subtle blue ambient light. I knew that my eyes were initially closed in the dream, but I could see through them somehow, as if I had no eyelids at all. My blankets were pulled up around my neck and in front of my face, which filled most of my vision. I could barely see the room past them. Then I opened my eyes, and nothing about the scenery changed.

I knew I was dreaming because of the eyelids phenomenon. However, I decided to confirm a second time by holding my hand out and expecting a random character to take it, to help me sit upright.

"Hey, can you help me up?" I asked, expecting Chris Pine to be there.

"Sure," someone said, and I felt them take my hand. The voice sounded fairly accurate to Chris Pine, but not perfect. I sat upright in bed and stood up, and the motions felt light, as if gravity was less powerful and I did not need to exert as much effort to get up. I saw Chris Pine in the darkness of the room, standing in front of me. Even without prior visualization, I was pleased to see how close he looked to the actor's likeness. However, his brown hair was longer and more unruly, like he had let it grow out and hadn't gotten a haircut in some time. It reminded me of Bruno from Encanto. He also looked a bit sad or worried. I did not dwell on this. I chalked it up to the random nature of dreams, where they sometimes filled in details I had not consciously accounted for.

I left my bedroom and headed towards the hallway that connected my bedroom to the bathroom. It seemed wider than in real life, but just like real life, both walls of the hallway had sliding doors with full mirrors on them. I had not expected to see anyone in the hallway, but I saw my mother standing off to the right. I cannot remember what she was wearing, but she looked convincingly like my mother and I didn't notice anything "off" about her.

I approached her. Wanting to see her reaction, I said, "isn't it amazing how we're in a dream right now?!"

"Yes, honey!" she replied, enthusiastic.

"Yeah, it's great. Well, I'll see you later! We can play Uno, or something," I finished, knowing full well that I would not see her again. I walked past the bathroom, paying little heed to the contents, and into the living room of my apartment. It was dark like the bedroom and bathroom. The size and shape of the living room, and the overall furniture setup, was similar to real life, but I didn't pay attention to the minor details. I headed straight for the opposite corner of the room, where in real life, there was an access door to a balcony. There was no door in the dream, though, just an empty doorway that led directly outside.

Outside, it was daytime. While the apartment should have been illuminated by the light spilling in from the doorway, this wasn't the case. There was a very stark divide between indoor and outdoor lighting.

Outside on the balcony, things were unusual. The balcony had no railings. The balcony was also much longer than in real life, reaching about 40 feet long compared to 15 or so. The floor of the balcony was incredibly smooth, and looked almost like gray linoleum rather than painted/sealed concrete. I looked out from the balcony. I saw the wall of a very tall building with very plain, glass windows. It looked like it came from a low-res video game, and the building was fairly close. Then I looked down and I saw a long, straight pathway running across the bottom of the building, below my balcony. It continued past where my balcony ended, then curved around the side of the building, to a place I couldn't see from my vantage point.

Oddly, the pathway was not concrete or asphalt. It was made of fake snow that had been compacted or glued down. There were small hills in the pathway too, and large, snowman-sized snowballs scattered here and there, all of which were made from the same fake snow.

My focus returned to the balcony, then I turned around and looked at the exterior wall of my apartment. The windows were well-defined and realistic, and I could even see the blackout curtains that I had installed in real life. Fascinated by the definition of everything, I looked down at my right hand. My hand seemed incredibly sharp and defined too. I counted my fingers on both hands, and saw five on each. This was unusual, as I typically saw different numbers of fingers, or small fingers branching off from the main ones. I looked up, away from my hands for a moment, then I looked back down at my right hand, imagining there would be small fingers this time. I saw one small, finger-like appendage sticking out of the middle of my palm. I touched it with my other hand, and I could feel it, like it was actually connected to my hand.

Then I became grossed out, so I looked away.

I turned around and noticed that the snow pathway was still present, so I stepped off the balcony and floated down onto it. The fake snow should have made noise under my feet when I landed, like crunching, but there was no sound, even when I pivoted. It was like the ground was smooth wherever my feet were. The rest of the path was still covered in fake snow. I continued walking down the path, turned the corner, and ended up at a large mall entrance. The building was massive and seemingly square-shaped. The walls were made of smaller semi-transparent, triangular glass panels, which I couldn't properly see through, but there was a large set of glass double doors that were completely transparent. I walked towards the entrance and the doors opened for me, which I found interesting.

Inside the mall, it appeared to be a single massive room. The building should have let in a ton of outdoor sunlight, because it was made of glass, but it seemed like the glass walls were completely blocking all outdoor light once I got inside, so the lighting became warmer, as if the space was mostly lit by incandescent lights instead of natural sunlight. I saw lots of glass pathways and tracks winding all throughout the room. The path design and overall complexity reminded me of the ramps during the lightcycle battle from the movie TRON: Legacy. I saw some above-ground concrete pools that were very shallow, perhaps two or three feet. There was water in them, and in the water, I saw some random dream characters lounging in swimming attire.

I decided to summon someone to see what my dream would choose, and said, "okay dream, pick a random person and have them appear behind me".

Then I turned around and saw two people. One person looked like Ororo Munroe from X-Men, portrayed by Halle Berry, and one person was my third grade teacher from school. Ororo was wearing jeans and a black sweetheart top with a black cardigan, which seemed practical. My teacher was wearing a very bizarre outfit. Her top was a 2000s Lululemon hoodie, except it was cropped. and made of a very coarse pink velour fabric. She was also wearing shorts made from the same pink velour fabric. It looked funny.

The dream ended.

The dream started in a house that was a mix of my house, my guitarist's, and my fiance's houses. My girlfriend and I were getting ready to go to a concert for a band that doesn't exist. We ended up just walking through some suburbs in fancy goth outfits but it was still nice. We then went outback, where there was a super nature-y neighborhood (mainly trailers and tents and stuff but also some houses) where she wanted to check out a listing for a 3 bedroom trailer. We got there and it was a one bedroom/studio trailer with a giant pylon installed through it. Needless to say, she needed to keep searching.

Later, I show a friend (either it was Edynn or one of my headmates, hard to tell) the listing, and it was gone. We continued through the neighborhood and saw drive in theaters playing sci-fi movies about robots and 3D models of trailers. We then came upon an exact replica of my childhood home.

Upon entering, my grandma was in the kitchen. She was talking incoherently and on the stand in front of the back window was a small paperback cook book she authored after she lost lucidity. The book was page after page of incoherent nonsense with illustrations of recipes made from ingredients that don't exist. Think AI generated food but it looked as if they were actual photos. I go up to her and ask "hey grandma, what made you decide to make a cook book?" And she responded by taking it out of my hands, mumbling vaguely about regret, and beginning to tear it up page by page. I panicked and took it out of her hands, to which she responded by screaming at me and chasing me and my friend out the front door.

Before we could fully leave, she stopped and began to apologize to her late husband, which we soon connected the dots as representing an attempt to apologize to me directly. For a moment, we saw a glimpse into the memories she was living through in that moment, sitting on a recliner in front of a shadowy, warped figure. It was like it was projected in front of us and the grandma that was in front of me temporarily vanished. When she came back, we hugged as she talked, and an illustration of a lion showed up behind us, after which I audibly said "oh my god, you're still alive" and began crying in her arms. The whole time I should mention that sad symphonic movie music was playing. I don't remember if I told her I loved her or not. I suppose this whole scene was my brain's roundabout way of saying she was still alive in my heart or something like that.

I woke up crying for the first time ever about my grandmother's death since it happened in September 2019. I suppose I deliberately prevented myself from saying goodbye in the waking world so as to not have to handle emotions that I was still afraid of at the time. I don't know if she would have approved of me being trans or any of the other stuff I came out as since her death, but she tried her hardest to raise me even as her dementia got worse, so I have something to thank her for regardless.


RIP Martha Flinchum, 1933-2019

Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment, b/r = bathroom trip, Wn = waking #n, BT = bedtime, OOB = final out of bed time in morning, DO = Disembodied Observer

Summary of the Night

• Wakings:
  
  1. 01:25 b/r no recall,
  2. 04:18, b/r, recall
  3. 05:11, b/r recall?, long hard BTS (starting now or even at waking #2?), pretended to sleep and after some time it worked and fell asleep and dreamed some more
  4. final waking: 06:51 (maybe one more period of sleep? Possibly more mini wakings before 06:51
• BT: ~23:06, OOB: ~08:00, fitbit: 88 (7:04 sleep 0:41 awake, 1:57 REM, 1:36 deep)
• Recall quality: summon quite vivid w/presence & semi-lucid, dept store girls fairly vivid, sex toy w/ presence
• Got close to sleep and maybe did fall asleep between 7 and 8, very relaxed

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W2/3: Car outside CH
With some people getting in to a car on the street outside CH, heading up S street?

W2/3: Pool Privileges
Begins with a DO scene from a high height looking down on an outdoor daylight scene of a large swimming pool and building complex. My dad and sister are commiserating that some woman, despite not having earned it through years of work like my dad did, has free access to this pool complex. Then I'm down in the pool and there is a sort of race or training class, with tons of swimmers (all guys). They are crowding down in to the pool making it almost impossible for me to pull myself out. I manage to pull myself out and sit on the edge there looking at them all in the pool.

I'm walking outside along a path/road above coast line, there is a building and parking lot here, there is a car (?) we need to get into. A bit farther own, (down a flight of stairs?), there are a couple guys talking about a car there, what the did to modify it, and it's special design.

W2/3: Hallway
I'm walking through a long hallway looking into rooms. There are also closed doors. At the end of the hallway is a door leading to a 2nd/3rd story outside exposed (no roof) landing, twilight lighting. Back inside there is a large room and people are meeting and discussing something (it's a control center?)

W4: Summoning Sons
Outside city urban sidewalk, there's a guy there and there's a parking meter. I grab some coins from my pocket (for the parking meter?) and then I'm thinking what can I buy with these coins in the vending machine inside the building here: (water?). Then I hear piano music [ambient sound RARE in dreams, and I've been thinking about this recently], it is the music that my son S1 used to play in his childhood piano lessons [ probably false but I thought I recognized it ]. I enter the staircase that leads down a story to the room below street level in the building, expecting to see my son S1 playing the piano. There is a large open white featureless room with a young boy in the middle (playing the piano? [don't remember seeing a piano]), who is not my son S1. I want to summon my son S1, so I walk further into the room turning to the left, where there is an alcove, expecting to see S1, but when it comes into view, there is no one there, just a large pile of objects strewn around (toys?). I turn back on my path and retrace my steps to the main opening area, now I want to summon son S2 as he was as a very young child. I'm getting very emotional and lose my semi-lucidity, and instead of summoning S2 I'm pleading for him to appear. "S2! Baby S2!" I really crave to see him, he does not appear, either.

W4: Department Store Girls
I'm in a department store scene, a display area (like for clothing or housewares) with a "living room" open area around a central circular low coffee table, and display shelves all around it. The area is packed with girls, sitting on the table, sitting on couches, chairs.

Spoiler for click if you really want to see, slight sexual content:

A lot of them have skirts hiked up around their legs and I'm maneuvering around to get some good views of their panties. I get a few glimpses. I do not belong in this group. It is a meeting of some sort and there are organizers (older women?) on the other side of the shelve barrier around this living room area. They're talking and discussing things. I wonder how long I can keep checking out the girls without being detected.

W4: Sex Toy
I'm lying in bed, my wife L has gone to the shower. I find a red male sex toy in the cabinet next to the bed and am surprised that it's there. I wonder how my wife didn't see it or comment on it.

Spoiler for sexual:

I feel "randy" and put my (ahem) in the thing, I'm not really ready for it, but move it around. Then I see an "on" switch and wonder if the batteries could still be good. It starts vibrating, intensifying the sensation. I start getting really into it.

Then I realize I can't hear the shower any more -- L could walk in at any moment I quickly stash the toy in the cabinet, on the far right back under a pile of cubical boxes of spare light bulbs that we rarely use.

W4: Tickling "Tina"
I'm lying in a room next to a girl, "Tina". I think it would be fun to tickle her, so I reach over and start tickling her sides, she immediately objects, "No, no! Don't do that" I immediately stop. I reach to touch her tummy to see what is wrong with her, she says "My stomach hurts!" I think about lifting up her shirt to see what's wrong with her stomach but decide it's better just not to touch her any more if she doesn't feel well.

Final waking?: Car monster
Sort of vague and short, but the idea is that some monster thing like a Vampire is attacking cars and stabbing a weapon through the roof [day residue: the mosquito attack from the movie Jumanji

A very long, completely non-linear, nonsensical dream. I won't try and make any story out of it, just writing as I remember things...


It was around Christmas time and millions of people had gathered to see a Christmas play in a theater. All of the people, including myself, were large nesting doll type things. I was much older, maybe 40-50, and had a husband. The line to the theater was inside a dimly lit hallway, and was so long it seemed to stretch out forever. By the time we got to the theater, the play was ending. We were the last to leave, the stage and hallway so eerily empty now. At the door to the exit a receptionist told us we needed a key to leave, which would have been given to us during the show. I tried explaining to her that we'd got in late and weren't given a key. The three of us talked like old friends for a while before my husband pulled out a key and placed it in it's lock, and we left the theater.

Then, I was in a shop that had tables and chairs set up like a classroom. Outside it had been snowing heavily, and I was covered head to toe in winter gear. I was also my own age again, human, and had no husband. I'd wanted to go out to ski, but didn't have any skis. At the entrance to the shop was a row of pigeonholes with different footwear in each hole. As I thought about stealing a pair of skis, my inner monologue in the form of a pink fairy flew around me and told me not to, but I did it anyways. Then I went outside and skied up and down a large hill of snow for a while. When I reached the bottom of the hill for the last time, I walked into white light.

Now I was in a shopping mall at night, putting on an interpretive dance performance. The mall was covered in a faint purple glow. At some point in the dance, I had a flashback.

In the flashback, there was a large green hill above a small town. At the top of the hill was a giant oak tree. Under the tree, I saw hundreds of bubbles, every bubble containing a moment in someone's life. In one particular bubble, I saw a young girl asleep at her schooldesk. Underneath all the bubbles is a field of roses covered in thick thorns. I had the knowledge that the girl could either return to her life at her desk and wake up, or remain asleep and pop the bubble, falling into the endless field of thorns.

Then I was in a bustling street, and it was the middle of summer. At an intersection in the street a famous band was performing, and thousands of people were packed tightly around them to watch. I was with a friend and wearing a shirt that had a quote from one of the band members on it. The person in front of me turned around, revealing to be the member of the band that said the quote. He saw my shirt and laughed. After the show was over, everyone dispersed into the city. I was walking along a row of shops with my friend and realised I was wearing shorts, even though I hate wearing shorts in public. We went into a clothes shop and I asked my friend to buy me a pair of pants as I went to hide in a changing room. At the back of the shop where the change rooms are, I saw a row of stalls and 2 bathrooms, each with very specific signs above them. The signs had strange requirements like "for very smart women" or "for hat people". I decided to go into a few of them to see what could set them apart. In each of the stalls, every surface had a fullbody funhouse-like mirror that reflected different versions of myself depending on the sign outside. I saw myself with long blonde hair and a purple dress.
There weren't any bathrooms or stalls labeled explicitly for men, so I went into the bathroom labeled "for very smart women". Inside, instead of mirrors there were screens. As I sat down on the lid of the toilet the screens lit up and started to tell me facts about myself. My star sign, my favourite foods, how likely I am to do certain things than other people in my lifetime. When I stood up, the tiles under my feet lit up. The screen told me my height and weight: 4 grams. When I left the bathroom my friend gave me a pair of pink leggings, and we left without paying.

And then I woke up.

The night before last, I visited an alien planet. There were no plants and no breathable atmosphere. The ground was covered in gray sand (which had the appearance of ash).

There was no life outside, but civilization existed within an indoor city. Because indoor space was limited, the city was very compact with buildings being closed together and no roads for wide vehicles.

It resembled a shopping mall, but with more businesses and residential buildings all packed together.

Because this planet wasn't naturally habitable, it had no native life. The economy was sustained mostly through tourism.

I explored the city for a bit, then turned into my dragon to explore outside in the uninhabitable parts. Eventually woke up in the morning.

The following night (last night), I came back to this planet and applied for the local college. I’m not sure what I'll be studying yet, but I took a bus to the campus and enrolled, so I'm a student now!

The admissions office directed me to a grassy indoor field, which had a large spiraling staircase smack-dab in the center of it. The staircase looked like it was once heavily polished and adorned with artwork, but it was now an archaic relic that had been restored.

This was where I would be taking a test. The admissions office told me to climb the stairs as high as I could to test my eligibility for classes. Weird, but alright. I followed the instructions and started going up the stairs. At first, it was just stairs, nothing peculiar. Maybe the test was at the top, I figured.

Then, as I got higher, creatures started emerging from nooks and crannies. They attacked me.
There were spiders, rats, bats, bugs, and other critters I had to fend off. It was mostly just an annoyance and I jogged my way through them.
As I went up further, more creatures came at me. Bigger ones. Tigers, wolves, alligators. This was more challenging, but I got through them, too.
Then I encountered human soldiers with military grade weapons. They attacked me on sight and I had to use my dragon to shield myself and get past.

I began to realize this was the test. Every student who climbed this stairway would face these increasingly difficult challenges.
For a while after passing the soldier level, I wondered what the next one would be... and I walked with more caution, looking around every corner.

The next trial wouldn't be around any corners, though. Instead, it was in my head. I heard a voice.
The higher I went, the louder and clearer the voice became. It cackled and taunted me demonically, threatening me with the trials ahead. It told me that it knew my greatest fears, and that's what I would soon face.
Knowing this is a dream, I don't doubt it. I seriously thought about going back, but decided that the voice in my head wasn't a deal breaker.
I continued up the stairway, ignoring it.

Eventually, the voice faded as I ascended beyond it.

But it was true that much worse things were higher up. The creatures that came for me next were supernatural. Zombies, ghosts, demons, and hallucinations of blood and other horror that personally disturbs me. However, I had already mentally prepared for it thanks to the warnings. I was determined to keep going and ascended past the supernatural scares. 


After getting past all of that, I stopped and looked up to try and see the top of the staircase.
There was no visible end. It seemed to go on infinitely, actually.
The stairs disappeared into gray fog in the sky.

I saw a glimpse of the stairway reaching into space and past the boundary of the universe.
This terrified me more than any other horror, so I stopped and jumped down from the stairway, declaring that I was done with the test. That's as far as I went!

Date: 24/07/2023
Bedtime: 3.40am
Awakening: 9.35am
Return to bed: 10.30am
Method: deferred direct
Attempt: successful
Final awakening: 12pm
The Suffocation Experiment

DREAMING

I'm out with my father Donald Trump, who wants to bond with me despite our political disagreements. We are sitting outside a café in broad daylight when people walking past recognise the former president and start mocking him for his mannerisms and indiscretions. Trump smiles nonchalantly as if he's not bothered by the negative feedback but I feel uncomfortable. The more I look at my father, the more I feel sorry for him and my emotional compassion wells up. I realise I still love him and want to reassure him that not everything about him is bad. 'Cheer up, dad!' I tell him. 'I am very proud of everything that you have achieved—I mean, you managed to become president of the United States of America!' His smile widens. Trump is happy.

WAKING

I wake up realising the glaring identity anomaly: Donald Trump is not my father. Maybe a part of me wants to empathise more with disagreeable people and wishes to truly understand them to the core; as I write down the dream I wonder if it was the result of having looked into metta or loving-kindness meditation a few days ago when I decided to study Theravāda Buddhism. I let the dog out to do his business and use the loo myself. Then, I read my dream journal before returning to bed with the intention to have a wake-initiated lucid dream. It seems to take me a while to relax and I wonder if I spent too much time awake. Have I blown my chances? I toss and turn before settling on my side.

LUCID DREAMING

I hear a pulsatile hiss in my head and recognise there's a strong possibility here that I might succeed. I wait for this sound to peak to be sure that a good connection to the dream world is established, like I'm tuning into a different channel. Suddenly, I acquire a horizontal perspective of my bedside cabinet and I can see my mobile phone, on its stand, with a bright and colourful interface; crystal-clear vision switches on even though my eyelids were shut throughout induction. I reach for my phone, which feels solid to the touch, and bring it closer to my face to find that there is no text on it; gripping the object with both hands, I decide to try to bend it. The phone becomes malleable and I watch the multicoloured light on its supple screen stretch and bend. I am now quite sure I'm dreaming beyond a shadow of a doubt.

I discard the phone and get up to scan the bedroom as I rub my hands. Recalling the suffocation experiment, I begin to hold my breath with the idea of maintaining breathlessness until I wake up. I notice an extremely tall man in black standing by the door, observing me; his bald crown and grey horseshoe hairline makes him appear to be an old man, albeit a strong one. At this point, the sensation of holding my breath feels absolutely real, like soon I will need to resume breathing because the situation becomes increasingly desperate with each passing second. The man turns to the door, indifferent to my experiment, and as soon as he swings it open, I chase after him, gripping his arm in the hallway. This doesn't stop him as his black-sleeved arm easily comes away from its socket and the one-armed figure disappears as he walks down the staircase. I am still holding my breath and can't do it for much longer; I desperately want to breathe.

WAKING

I am back in bed, relieved to be able to breathe again. It felt like I had been holding my breath in my sleep. It appears that the very nature of this experiment leads to a premature awakening as waking in this context is pretty much synonymous with being able to freely breathe. My dedication to this experiment made the wish to wake up win out over my usual desire to prolong lucid dreaming.

Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment, b/r = bathroom trip, Wn = waking #n, BT = bedtime, OOB = final out of bed time in morning

Summary of the Night

• Wakings:
  
  1. b/r no recall? no time
  2. b/r, recall? no time
  3. two (or more) wakings after 2nd b/r, but no more b/r
  4. final waking: 07:30
• BT: ~23:30, OOB: ~07:45, fitbit: 86 (7:25 sleep 0:41 awake, 1:43 REM, 1:18 deep)
• Recall quality: decent, some presence, especially for trumpet and tomato
• Wasn't expecting ANY recall for the night because my wife brought home a new puppy yesterday evening. Astonishingly enough, I slept pretty well most of the night. No long BTS! Recall for several dreams came to me on their own, no recording during the night

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W2(?): Cars on the coast
I'm walking outside along a path/road above coast line, there is a building and parking lot here, there is a car (?) we need to get into. A bit farther own, (down a flight of stairs?), there are a couple guys talking about a car there, what the did to modify it, and it's special design.

W2(?): Mountain Biking
I'm riding along narrow tails along fairly steep hillsides, daylight. Some of the trails are very thin. I have the idea (earlier?) that bicyclists need to warm up their legs before they start up a long hill, that going up without the warmup will be much harder. The trails are leading upwards. Then I'm approaching what looks like the back yard of a mansion with dark stone steps, the building is visible just ahead. Then it seems that I'm walking through a Japanese garden, and the geisha staff member women do not like my presence (as a biker?) there, and complain, and I feel unjustly accused [DS].

W3(?): Trumpet Solo
In a large open atrium area [DS], up on a high balcony looking over the main floor below. I'm on the left side. There is a band down on the main floor, and a guy there is playing a trumpet, and he's playing a solo. I pull out a trumpet, too, and begin to play [it's not my waking instrument]. I'm playing some harmony notes. I don't know what I'm doing, I do not know the relationship between the valve positions and the notes, but I'm changing the valves and the notes that I'm hitting are more or less the ones I wanted to. I finished up with a series of notes that involve changing the valves, and end with a nice vibrato long held note. I think the people sitting to my right may appreciate my play. Down below on the main floor, there is a group, and somebody is returning to the group and the group is celebrating.

W3(?): Wanting to Leave the Demon's Service
Walking in some indoor area, with several other servants of a demon, I decide that I don't really want to continue and that I want to leave its service. Then the thought/answer comes that once you pledge your service, it is forever and you can't change your mind. I feel disappointed but I know that that was the rule.

W4(?): Tomato Gift
I'm in my sister's room at the top of the stairs in CH. There is a neighbor girl who has come there, and I think I should give her something, so I decide to give her a big, ripe tomato. At first I tell her that "it is on top of the chest" there at the top of the stairs. But then I come out to the hallway to meet her and give it to her in person (in a baggy?)

Final: Weekend hours
I need to work this weekend because the date is divisible by 72.

I realize that I missed the last false awakening and lost a chance a lucidity in the process. I want to get lucid, so I decide to go for a nose-plug. I do so and realize I can breathe slightly. My mind generates a few thoughts as to why this might be occurring, but I decide to do it again and raise my awareness more. I notice my breathing and I'm lucid! I stand up and begin walking away from the couch but the dream is blurry and dark. I continue to walk, wrapping around the couch, and visuals of the kitchen area of Serrano come in, yet are tilted roughly 45 degrees. I'm determined to have a good lucid, so I shout "Increase now! Clarity now!" several times with intensity. The soon comes into fairly vivid detail thought the process and I can see all the colors come to life in the kitchen area. I turn to my right and head toward the back of the room where sliding glass doors are (IRL). I don't notice glass per-se, so I simply transition to an outdoor area which somewhat resembles a Nordic town. I'm in a large alley type area with a dark cobble stone transit area. There are two story structures on either side of the street with gabled roofs. I stroll down the area and take in the view of the builing on either side of me which have a red a creme theme. I see people strolling in my directions, some arm in arm in pairs. I consider teleporting to a forest area as I make my way down the path and begin noticing a few trees in the near distance. A few are too narrow, so I keep walking. I see one with a much thicker trunk toward the back left area of the walkway, so I approach it and easily phase through. --
I end up in a void area for a short period of time and visualize a forest scene with a bridge, buildings, waterway, and forest beyond I rapidly make my way through the void--
and end up in an area with many buildings around me. The buildings however are gray concrete and the area appears to be somewhat of a campus. I wonder why it's not the forest area I imagined. I continue forward and to my left and the area descends into what appears to be a concrete parking garage. I young boy is standing at the bottom of the area, looking intently at his phone, yet he turns to his left toward me as I approach. I don't engage with him and simply walk past toward the left. The area opens further into the campus and I walk down a hallway. Light music begins to play in my head as I'm very content to be exploring while lucid. I get the thought to stabilize the dream, improving duration, by finding something to drink. I wonder how long I can keep the dream going as it feels stable and I'm happy about my lucids getting longer. I think of a hot cocoa and imagine one to my left as I make my way around a corner, approaching a locker area. There's nothing there, but I see several DCs, male and female, engaged with their lockers. I past the first row and make my way down the second. Midway, I pass a dark skinned female DC and approach the following, asking if she has any cocoa. She tells me she has a chocolate flavored drink and offers it. It's a juice box container, but I take it and continue walking, yet don't notice much of a flavor. I turn to my right and see a partially eaten large blueberry muffin wrapped in saran-wrap (yes I needed to google how to spell saran wrap) in a cubby next to the lockers. I consider asking a DC if I can have some, but don't care enough and continue walking toward the end of the lockers. I make a right, then a slight left and consider trying to teleport once again to a forest area. I see a light brown sheet rock wall to my right and consider phasing though. --
I do so easily and end up in a void. I visualize a forest, yet nothing happens right away. I then consider another dream goal: transforming into crow form. I soon as I imagine it, my dream body instantly morphs, compressing to the midpoint. I sense that I have wings expanding form my core and that my face narrows. I feel appendages - a cross between hands a talons of sorts - raising toward my core. I feel extra sensation in this area (1). My dream body remains very large and I feel the sense of my body raising and lowering as my wings beat. I begin to see a sun as well as desert sand.--
I suddenly find myself in a large yard. The Meadow! I wonder what I'm doing here and why the original visualization didn't bring me to a forest. I look into the distance and see three massive Budddha statues that aren't usually there. One is closer to me while two are far in the distance, near the fence and structure at the border of the Dark Woods. The scene look so cool that I don't care that I'm not in a forest. I turn and make my way toward the front of the main house. Toward my right I see the neighbords house and want to explore. I notice a shrine theme with dark rosewood comprising the architecture. There a shiva statue to my right with a light green hue and I slow down to take in the visuals and vividness of the dream. It's a bit blurry but still looks cool. I approach the front of the house and notice the ornate rosewood, Chinese looking architecture. I suddenly think of Woue and phasing there. I consider where to phase through as I can either go through the front door or to the shrine looking area to my left. I decide not to go to the shrine as it reminds me of a garage. I phase through the front door and end up in a dimly lit building which gives the impression that it's the base to a clan of some sort. I decide to look for the leader. I turn to my right, ascending a small set of steps to a half-level. To my right a bedroom sits beyond with undone sheets. I enter then turn left to another room. There's a master bedroom with another large bed with undone sheets. I feel that the leader is nearby. I enter a room in the back left which appears to be a bathroom. I get the sense I'm getting closer to the leader. I get the feeling of water engulfing my dream body and that the leader is right next to me. I attempt to phase once again, but quickly return to waking.


Notes
1. I was sleeping on the couch and it turns out that both of my hands were compressed between my knees when I slept, creating a decent amount of pressure.

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Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment, b/r = bathroom trip, Wn = waking #n, BT = bedtime, OOB = final out of bed time in morning

Summary of the Night

• Wakings:
  
  1. 01:30 b/r, no recall
  2. 04:45, no b/r at first, recall, BTS challenge, then did b/r even though urge wasn't strong, removed blanket (bed very warm)
  3. ???? recall
  4. 08:07 recall
• BT: ~22:55, OOB: ~08:07, fitbit: 91 (8h 5m asleep, 50m awake, 1:48 REM, 1:28 deep)
• Recall quality: low, not very present, not very detailed or long scenes. Didn't write key words on every waking (particularly the 2nd one?). Ate chips and cookies right before bedtime.

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W2: Dl's at the door
In house, (someone's at the front door?) I got to the door, grab the handle and give a sudden, fast jerk to open it, in order to surprise whoever's standing there. The Dls (Mk, Rt, old friends of wife E). I'm also walking around with a naked woman, rubbing her (ahem), telling her how much I like it.

W2: Cleaning CH Driveway
Standing outside CH on the driveway up to the street. My mom's there, and perhaps my S1 and/or S2. She is directing the cleaning of branches, and telling us to put them into orderly piles off to the side of the driveway where the ivy grows. (Then she says she's going to move the car up to the street?). I see the branches lying around.

W3: Finding the Gate
Buying airline tickets, them moving to find the gate. I walk away from the counter and am juggling all my belongings in my hands, it's hard to hold on to them all at once. FrFshr is there and is with me, I see him (putting on sunglasses?) standing in some sort of a booth and call him to follow me. I'm talking to people trying to find the way to the gate for my flight. One person is a woman operating a mimeographing machine making a bunch of copies. (Something to do with my credit card?)

W3(?): Eating CD's Cheez-its
Walking outside, suburban streets, (Large tree off to my right?) I'm crossing a road, and thinking while I walk that I need to complete some sort of programming project, and the issue is that I need to something with one IP address in different locations (?), and this is why I'm walking because I need to get to another location. I enter a sort of private walled area (like a plant nursery?), there are people there, then I go farther, and reach a sort of dead-end. (There's a bus here?) (There's a fence?) Then I'm looking at a large collection of crackers, like round Ritz crackers, and square Cheez-its. There are not a lot of Cheez-its, and they're not mine, but belong to ChDw (company "3"), he's not here but I eat them anyway. Then I head back to the "nursery" where I was earlier, and I'm hoping to find a key (to a briefcase?) that I left there earlier, but I have low hopes that it's still there if it's been hanging in public for so long.

W4: Underwater Ballet
Pants down in the b/r

I'm going to the bathroom in a b/r inside a house, and a (housemaid?) comes around the corner into the hallway leading to the b/r, the door is open, I have my pants down, and I decide I should pull them up.

Ballet

I'm observing a performance put on my a group of students. 10-12 are performing. Not on a stage, just in a room in a house. It is a sort of dance/ballet performance. The
"offstage" students and the teachers are standing together immediately just next to the performance area. One of the students is sent in as replacement for a current performer, and then a male student says "I can go in, too!" and he is also sent in as a replacement. Then I'm looking at the performance, and realize that all of a sudden the performance is under water: some of the performers are floating around, and their hair is floating around in in "clouds" like when a person with long hair is under water

My parents and I were driving home on a stormy night and I look outside to see a sign with a red skull and crossbones, and a cloud shaped like one of those diagrams where they have lines branching out in rectangles. A cloud stream went past the car, and I just knew it was called tornado lightning. I asked my father if he had experienced it before and he said yes, and my mother wasn't safe to go outside or even open the car door. We turn onto our street and park next to out mailbox and there's a gray semi truck in front of us, and there's some woman outside. Father rolls down the window and tells her that we can' go to work today. Then the car doors to my left open up and it's a little lighter outside, but I see yellow sparks in the air so I start yelling and telling them to shut the doors, and I go to the front of the car because it's more sheltered, and father asks me 'Why do most of your freakouts happen in enclosed spaces?' I am then skipping down our driveway while holding a knife. I see everything brighten as the clouds clear. I enter the garage, and walk past our three toilets, and into the house. I bump into our roommate and I'm embarrassed because I'm only wearing a t shirt and holding 2 knives. She tells me that "nothing is weird to her" and I feel better, and start walking into my house, and she asks "Can I use your laundry machine? I have so much dirty laundry , it's filled up my bathtub." I then hear my washing machine.

Legend

Colors: Lucid, Semi-lucid, Non-lucid
[comment from waking] in angle brackets
(comment / clarification from dreaming) in parentheses
Abbreviations: DS = dream sign, CH = childhood home, S1/S2 = sons, S/O = someone, S/A = something about, [f] = fragment, b/r = bathroom trip, Wn = waking #n, BT = bedtime, OOB = final out of bed time in morning

Summary of the Night

• Wakings:
  
  1. 01:07 b/r, no recall, (maybe chess position?)
  2. 03:38, b/r, recall
  3. 05:57 b/r, BTS challenge, recall. BTS: removed blanket, got ultra relaxed, had to totally blank mind. Felt a transition into sleep, a sort of "deepening" of mind and body, remained calm, kept my mind empty instead of trying for a separation/WILD, where I often wake up. LD, good recall, Increased vividness and presence. Make it back to sleep, want to sleep at least until 07:30, usual planned wake time
  4. 07:57
• BT: ~22:45, OOB: ~07:57

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W1: Vague Chess Positions
I'm analyzing a chess position.

W2: Island Drama
[Came back to me in delving, originally forgotten, pursued weak vague feelings/flashes of content ] Backyard of CH, dark, evening, there is a quadracycle there. I move past it and then I'm scaling a barren, open rock hill, long, not that steep. I look behind me (?) and the guy from the quadracycle (Quadracycle Man, QM) is following me (?). In a house with some guy and the QM comes to the door. I'm dressed as QM's long lost girlfriend. I go out to greet him, and I seriously wonder if he will be fooled with my disguise, even if it's been a very long time since he saw her, I'm sure I'm a different height.

W3: Return To Company "R"
The Initial Gift

I'm in an office with my manager RbMls from company "R". He's offering me a gift of one of our graphics cards that I worked on. It is a single board computer, really just a circuit board, slightly bendy and flexible. As he hands it to me he clips a couple jumpers on the upper left corner of the board in order to put it into a working configuration. I want to ask him what all the different jumpers do, but I don't. I'm looking at it and wondering how to use it, looking for familiar connectors (USB, HDMI), and I end up finding a couple. I'm talking with them and while I 'm talking I'm nervously plucking whiskers out of my beard and dropping them to the floor. I explain that this is a nervous habit of mine.

Bathroom Scandal and Escape

I pick up all my pulled beard pickings, which has become a rather large pile in the middle of the room, little short black slightly curly whiskers, and scooped them up and held them to my chest, I couldn't get them all in one scoop so I had to lean back down and try to get the rest with my free hand. I don't want to leave a mess of these, it's embarrassing. I take these to the bathroom to throw away, which is just off a hallway just outside of this office. I enter the very small bathroom, which is just a toilet stall and a sink with just enough room for one person to stand, and while I reach for the trash can to throw away the whiskers, I hear the unmistakable sound of someone peeing (sounds like a woman) in the stall, and then the woman comes out and confronts me and I feel embarrassed to be in there. She gets very upset and accuses me of being inappropriate for being in there with her while she was peeing, and I get defensive and say that the door wasn't locked or anything, there was no way for me to know that anybody was in there. She continues ranting and I make a hasty exit back to the office I started in. I feel like I need to get out of here, fast. I make my way back out into the hallway, trying to avoid attention from an adjacent break room (where I think the woman may be now), I don't want her to see me again, and see the main central staircase, a wide rectangular-winding staircase leading (up?) and down. I start down the stairs. At the top of the stairs, I'm in a large open area with dark/twilight lighting, I see all the way to the external wall of the building, where there is a large long red horizontal line light that is part of the decoration of the building and the brand of the company, and I have a sense of deja vu of being here before. I'm hurrying down the stairs, and my feet are moving amazingly fast, and I remember [false] being here before and quickly skittling down the stairs like I am now. The stairway is now a long straight (not winding any more) stairway.

With the StfPdl Twins

At the next to the last landing before the ground floor, I come across StfPdl (my company "R" office mate and "spam" cohort) and his twin [false] standing at the top of the escalator leading to the ground floor. [I don't remember what we talked about]. SP points out how this area has really grown, he points out all the new offices/businesses, I'm looking down a long corridor still here on the 2nd floor level, which is a huge open high-ceilinged atrium [DS], and I don't really remember much about it, but I'm not really impressed, the walls of the business corridor are all plywood, doesn't look all that interesting, I say "I only really remember being in the president's office" which I know is located at the near corner of this business hallway. I look around and notice things in this area [as a sort of floating DO], workspaces with tools?

Following the Woman (LD #289)

[New location, transition not noticed]. I'm in a lobby area of a building on a city street with glass walls [DS]. There's a woman here that I find attractive, she's heading out a door among a throng of other people. I walk out after her. Daylight, city urban environment. (I "will" people to disappear leaving me alone with her?). I come up behind her and start to feel bold, and I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, and I do a few nose pinches to be sure. The air is moving but there is resistance so I repeat a few times. Since air is moving I conclude I'm dreaming, and I direct the woman into a nearby office building on to a stairway, turn her to face me, and I wake up/transition and lose lucidity.

Back to the Office

I'm back in the room where I started in "The Initial Gift", a woman comes up to me, and gets right in my face and says "Yeah, this is the guy that walked in on the woman in the bathroom, what were you thinking!?" I immediately get very defensive [DS] and raise my voice, and with a raise voice exclaim, "Well WHAT WOULD YOU DO? The door wasn't locked, there was NO WAY TO KNOW anybody was in there!!" I feel like I am being treated extremely unfairly. Someone says "you're being put on the <???> list". Then the manager (president) is dealing with me and reading something and seems to be approving, like because I wrote this (my resignation letter for the last time I worked there?), he is going to forgive me the bathroom scandal. He's nodding his head in agreement to what he's reading. Then he takes out a pen and starts correcting/editing my resignation letter. I look at it, I see some handwriting, but don't really make anything out clearly. Then he launches into a speech about the benefits of the company, typical business blah blah blah "we're leveraging out innovation" or crap like that, then I realize he's making a pitch for me to rejoin the company! I look at him and recognize him [false?]. He's someone I knew from before at the company, like an engineer, but now he's dressed up in a suit and has gained weight. He's not making eye contact with me but looking off to my right.

W4: Lying to the Airlines
[something earlier? Definitely more content, forgotten]
Sitting in a chair waiting for my turn, inside some office, my back is against the door and I think about reaching back and sliding the lock shut so no one else can come in. I think I'm glad that I made it in, and that this door (which has a wrought iron decorative grill?) will be closed and locked by a guard at any moment, meaning I'll be the last one to get service today.

At the counter registering for a flight with my female companion. A female travel agent is sitting ahead and to the right at a desk. She is an acquaintance of ours and she will be getting the commission for our flight. I tell the ticketing agent, "My name is Thomas. T-H-O-M-A-S." I know this is not my real name. Then I realize .. oops, this is an airline flight , so they will be checking passports and that they match the name on the ticket, so I can't give them a fake name. I'm at a loss for words of how to explain this without getting in trouble. I rehearse several different possibilities but end up just saying "uh, no, actually, my name is <name>." I'm very glad we've chosen the proper form of travel for the first leg of our journey, or else it would have been 5-6 hours longer.

3 Jamie dreams. one where she is looking at me expecting something of me. Like what? other two she is unreachable, being like a celeb you can't be near. Yeah not happy with these dreams at all.

Asuka was in a nughty dream...

Lucid

Became lucid in some empty basement. mainly just a white hallway with a living area surrounded by 4 rooms. KI vaguely remember walking down the stairs I found and the level below looked exactly the same. Reminded me of some Backrooms stuff, so my mind continued with that. Went down the steps a few times and each time wound up in exactly the same place. inspected a few rooms. Just blank generix rooms with beds. Went in the room nearest the stairs. Tried to manifest a lover in the bed. The sheets rose up as if someone was underneath. Started pulling the blankets off but there was only more crumpled up blankets underneath. got bored again and went down the stairs and wound up in the same place again. went walking to the far room and woke up.

LOST

Yes, I was browsing disney+ and managed to binge watch it twice after not seeing it for 10 years or so. anyway had 2 related dreams. One vague one where there is a plane crash on the beach and a bunch of people are running around and screaming. Second dream I am swimming towards wreckage. This blond hillbilly guy swims up on a part of a raft and points a gun at me. He's yelling at me saying I took the kid. An angry black guy is asking me where his kid went? I try to say something but they won't let me speak. The blond guy (Sawyer), says I was there at the crash and then i vanished for a month and now I just came out of nowhere and keeps calling me an other. I'm just confused and don't know how to get out of the water. Sawyer comes close enough to knock me out but I wake up.

Dreaming Club (DILD) 07.26.2023

I fell asleep into a nap at 4:00 PM and woke up at 7:00 PM The first part of this dream is fuzzy. I was with my family on vacation and I really wanted to do something (not sure what) and wasn't happy that I wasn't able to. I must have picked up on the dream signs because the next section was lucid.

I am on the first floor of a multi story building. I hear my friend RH's voice but I don't see him around. He says this is the dreaming club and I see there are pamphlets and books about dreams for sale. I say I want to join but I eventually wonder what's outside so I leave. It is dark out. I am in my childhood neighborhood and walk to my old college. The enterance is ropped off and someone standing nearby says this enterance is not being used by the public.

The next thing I remember is I am learning about masonry and a Greek man tells me he will teach me how to use a stone lathe. I ask if he can show me how to make a stone icosohedron so he brings me over to a giant lathe and puts a big slab of grey stone on it. First he starts on it with a grinding bit making it into a sphere. He then changes out for a cutting bit and starts carving away at it to make faces. I see now that it is only half a sphere and when ever he moves on to cut the next face the stone jolts as if its about to fly our of the lathe.

My sister and some of her friends are nearby they say that the ceremony is about to start and the man leaves the lathe. The next thing I remember I am in a book store combined with a coffee shop. The shop has a beautiful view into a large room like a church with stairs leading down into a section that has chairs in the middle. I walk to the pulpit and observe that the walls on either side are black glossy stone that rises high up an then between them there are bas reliefs and flowers that rise even higher. I look in the left corner and see the lathe is actually in this room still with the stone in it. A woman in a chair next to me says to sit because the sermon is about to start. I figure this is reasonable since it's about 6PM on a Wednesday but I don't feel comfortable because I haven't been in a church service in ages. I walk back to the coffee shop and find a black curtain and I am curious what is behind there. I go behind and find another roped off section leading to the college parking lot. The barista lady comes through the curtains and says we aren't supposed to go this way. Then a lady shows up behind the ropes to confirm that we need to leave. Then I wake up

Then the craziest thing happened. I texted RH and told him about the dream and he responded that he actually is part of a dream club and asked me to join!