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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.