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first waking: no recall, take 4mg galantamine and 300mg Alpha GPC (my once a week "lucid party", trying out different timings to see if it counteracts the insomnia effect).

2nd waking:
remembered having lots of dreams, details have faded, jotted just keyword notes. Seems the galantamine did it's thing, and I didn't have trouble falling asleep. Dreams more vivid for this time of night I think, but a lot of content and a lot of the details faded.

Many are short, on the verge of fragments

+ Climb up on a ledge, I'm trying to work my way into a building, and I get stuck/stranded there. There are various doors leading in to the building accessible from the ledge but they all open on to concrete/solid walls, so there's no way in.

+ I'm running with/from a pack of kids. I think I'd be able to run much faster if I had sneakers on instead of running with bare feet.

+ Waiting with a group of people at a parking garage, then the door opens

+ driving in a city, spread out open strip-mall type of place, I can't quite see if the traffic lights are red or green but I drive anyway, I see across the street from an intersection a grouping of fast food restaurants, including [I think] the classic old "Doggy Diner" dog sign:

I think there is a lot of tasty fast food there an I anticipate buying and eating it, including the deep fried tacos [From Jack In The Box, but I didn't remember this name in the dream]

+ standing at a kiosk outside on a city urban sidewalk (there are some people around me watching). I'm flipping through an electronic menu, looking at all the pictures of fancy/weird burgers. I try to pay for my order and there is some problem with the system, it wants me to pay a huge sum of money that incorporates a number of previously unpaid orders. I write on the kiosk "do not use" and leave.

+[f] trying to move past some truck (in an underpass?) but it is too wide and is blocking my path [DS, blocked path/can't move forwards]

last waking:
+[f] something about my former MIL Z and some (telephone pole?) wires

+ flying around in an F35 fighter jet. Take off from a runway, wonder if it's long enough, it is, then I'm spinning around, doing steep rolls, and fly upside down, then I head towards the ground and pull up just in time.

This was my last dream of the night. A couple dream characters and I were fleeing from an evil therapist, stuck on a dead-end bridge and staring into the void. I turned around and faced one of them, a man with tan skin and bright green eyes, holding my hands up.

"It's okay guys, no need to worry, I'll just make a wormhole," I assured them. "Then we can fly through it and we'll be safe."

They voiced their doubts, but I shut them down. Suddenly a thought popped into my head: Wait a minute, the last time I flew was in a dream... doesn't that mean this is also a dream? I almost performed a reality check but stopped myself. The dream was so vivid and I was enjoying the plot. (I had managed to do a DEID from the previous dream after being disappointed over how short it was. I didn't want to risk lucidity destabilizing anything, even if it was due to my own schema.) So I deliberately tried to suppress that awareness.

It mostly worked, but then I remembered the TotS task to find your own forgotten DJ entries and wanted to try it. As I unfolded the wormhole (it was like a collapsible tunnel) I imagined it leading to my WL dream journal. Unfortunately, while flying through I fell into the void and completely lost lucidity.

I guess I'll add it to my LD count since it's enough to count as semi-lucid, but ugh, what a wasted opportunity. The dream lasted for quite a while afterward.

I continue to make my way from the back room. I have all of the artifacts on me that I organized as well as some additional hunting gear. I make my way to the main atrium of a large building, with many side rooms leading to areas with animal exhibits, similar to in a zoo. As I reach the center of the atrium, I suddenly realize I'm in a dream. I consider what to do, but first want to explore the area a bit a and make my way outside. I continue to my left, into a side room. I leave the main atrium through an open walkway and enter a long room with several windows on the outermost section of the building. The wall is filled with booth seating, and several families are in the booths. I look to the booth in front of me and to the left and notice a family of three - there appears to be a a father, a young mother and a very young daughter. I decide to leave this area by simply phasing though the wall to the outside. I'm suddenly hovering over a lush area with quite a bit of foliage, a walkway just ahead of me running longitudinally, as well as a very dark brown lodge style building behind an area of brush. The brush is several feet high and has a reddish hue to it. I however in the air and consider what to do. I think back to heading to a persistent realm that I imagined: Azura. I ignore this goal for now as I still have my hunting gear and artifacts from my previous dream and simply want to have fun and roll with my equipment. I imagine that I'm hunting for a large bear and that it'll be in the foliage. I keep the imagination running, yet don't find one at first. I search for a short while longer and see the wisps resembling the outline of a bear. I grab for a bow behind my back and imagine shooting the bear with an arrow. It is not very vivid, yet successful non-the-less. The dream begins fading a bit and I reflect that mindfulness is a key ingredient for lucid length and stability. As the dream fades I resolve to maintain awareness throughout.
--The imagery reduces to a narrow stone walkway, curving and running slightly uphill. The dream imagery persists for a minute or so, and I consider visualizing to encourage the next scene, but don't begin.--
A scene materializes immediately and I'm suddenly next to a large housing structure, which appears to have many loft style homes on each floor. I make my way off of the blacktop and onto the concrete walkway. I young man who is tall with blond hair and appears to be a groundskeeper of sorts gets my attention. I have the sudden intuition that his name is Ricky and I wonder if I'll see him again in the dreamworld. He insinuates that I owe some money for being on the property, and without giving it a second thought, I reach into my back pocket for some cash. I grab a wad of what appears to be several thousand dollars bound by a rubber-band and toss it in his direction. I turn my gaze to the roughly ten-story structure and decide to fly toward the third level. As I fly I wonder if I could create a persistent realm out of this area by simply imagining that it's a stable area as I enter. I phase through the window and enter a dimly lit area with booth style seating to the left, with roughly three separate booths. In the middle booth, two dark skinned young individuals are sitting across from each other having a conversation. I reflect that this would be a very cool home-base to return to. I see that the loft opens to an area to the right several feet further down, and I walk into this area. It is a bar-style kitchen area, with a counter running around the perimeter of a central area. The central area has a square stove of sorts with a large pot in the center. I get the impression that the large pot is used for ceremonial tea preparations of some sort and it reminds me of what would be found in a monastery. I make my way around the outside of the counter top and see a metal basket filled with bananas on the back right portion of the counter. I don't want any bananas, but think it would be good to have some energy bars. I imagine that they'll be in the cabinets above this section of the counter. I reach very high up and open the counter to find a couple rows with two different types of bars. I grab one from one of the vertically stacked rows and unwrap it. The wrapper has a slight reddish tinge and the bar is very dark. It turns out to be chocolate flavored. I begin eating it and it has a somewhat muted flavor and my mouth begins feeling very strange, like there's some sort of pressure on the gums and my mouth is very sensitive. I take a few bites and continue to chew. I feel my dream body slowly begin to vibrate and the dream begins to fade. I determine that I'm in waking reality a moment later.

[DS] = Dream Sign
[waking comments in brackets]
(clarifications in parentheses)
[f] fragment
edit: date was wrong! fixed it

first waking

+ I arrive to my favorite camping spot at UL where I stayed with the Boy Scouts many years. I see the huge mound of massive granite boulders in front of me, and I feel so happy to be here. I do a "quiet scream" voice (like screaming but low volume) of "I'M HERE, WOOHOO!!" and I choose a spot to pitch my tent and put my stuff. We all gather together and PK the usual choral master leads a rousing chorus of "Hail to California" [DS! DS! DS! Both singing, and this song in particular]. I'm paying careful attention to my intonation, and sort of unusual [for dreams], it seems I'm off key a little bit. I'm imagine singing very deep bass notes. I strive to always sing harmony most of the time instead of the main tune. And I go for a super high soprano note for the final "HAAAAAIIIILLLLL!!!!". Then the weather's turning bad, it may snow/rain, we're trying to decide to move to higher/more covered ground. I think I might be OK if I stay right where I am but I'm not entirely sure. On of the fathers (Dn Grthr?) is moving to a different spot.

+ I'm playing a defender position right in front of the goal in a game of soccer on a field. Lighting is twlilight [DS]. Don't actually see any other players, only I am there. But the balls keep being shot in by the other (invisible) players, and I'm doing a really good job of blocking them. Sometimes it's anxious as I block the shot but the ball is still lying in front of the goal and I have to try to get there first before an opposing player gets there to score a goal.

2nd waking (?)

+ I'm in a swimming pool [DS], lighting is darkish/twilight [DS]. There is a naked girl there, I get a sort of vague glimpse of her HP, and I try to position myself for a better view. Out of the pool I'm standing and there's a fully naked young woman there asking a staff member something. I'm sort of amazed at her just walking around naked, and then I think/remember that there must be a special sort of class/cult meeting today where it's required for the members to be naked, for some sort of reason. I realize that I do not have my (locker?) key, and I start looking for it. I ask a staff member, then think I'll just try the locker room. I have a feeling of doom because if I left it in there it's probably gone along with my stuff. I go in to the room and am relieved to see my key is still sitting on top of my book on a shelf.
Then I'm re-entering the locker room and it is incredibly steamy from all the showers. It is very uncomfortably humid and I hate getting dressed in humid conditions, but I guess some people like it. I sort of slip on the wet floor and lose my balance briefly and call out ("Hey!" or "Whoa!"). Then I hear some guys elsewhere in the dressing room making fun of the outburst that they just heard.

+ [f] I'm in a cafe/restaurant and there is a table of people there including an old man who are moving from an inside table to an outside table. There is a very narrow path and I'm trying to go in while they are simultaneously coming out, and I end up having to wait for all of them to go by before I can enter [DS, people in my way]

3rd waking (?)

+ [semi-lucid?] I'm on street outside CH. There is a group of people including some girls heading my way from the G's house walking towards FL street. They sort of veer to their right (my left) to avoid me I think. I feel bold [DS] and go up to a girl and interact with her:
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V tb hc gb bar tvey naq ernpu vafvqr ure oybhfr naq teno n obbo. Vg'f fbeg bs vafhofgnagvny ohg orpbzrf pyrnere jvgu n yvggyr ovg bs gvzr. V'z zbivat zl unaq nebhaq naq tvivat ure n tbbq srry. V nyfb srry ure fpengpul cvgf.
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The scene visuals fade while we're interacting but I continue to feel it for a while before transitioning/waking

final waking:

+ [f] in a room/cafe? There is a raised table/counter near me. (There are lamps on it)? [Only thing I remember is:] Looking at the counter top, I see there is a very intricate carving made into the wood. It's not just graffiti but is smooth and the "words" there are written in cursive, some of them. Someone did this on purpose.

I'm standing between the main house and the neighbor's house in The Meadow and I'm instantly lucid. I say something close to "Thank God!" as my period of non-lucidity is finally interrupted. I take in the view and the scene is very vivid. The green of the grass is very intense and the sunlight is pouring through the area by the fences. The scene looks very similar to real life. I immediately think of dream goals and what I'd like to do. I think of finding a dream guide as well as creating a persistent realm, possibly Azuria. I begin flying upward and take in the view of the houses. The speed of the flight begins picking up. It continues to go faster and becomes beyond my control at this point. I ascend above the clouds and figure that this could be where I imagine transitioning to a persistent realm. I feel my dream body vibrating and then realize I'm coming back to my waking body.

I've been aggressively dream journaling off site for a few months, at least since the conclusion of the summer competition. This has been a long-standing dream goal since long before then even, to find out what happened to Jonathan. Supposedly some years back he 'left' my dreams but he still seemed to crop up in odd ways and cause trouble so I made it a goal to track him down and confront him. I would have liked to have been much more prepared, but he appeared in this lucid dream and I seized on the opportunity.

I am watching an episode of Avatar: The last airbender. It seems to be set in the later part of season 2. Katara, Sokka and Toph are trying to find Aang who is running away from his responsibilities. They speak to this botanist guy looking in ba sing se that says he knows about ancient family secrets passed down through the generations and has selectively bred a magic flamingo that can sniff out the avatar’s spiritual energy and be used to find him. He gets a big pot and pours some water and fertilizer on it and the flamingo grows. Its small and skinny and hops around on one leg but it joins the gaang.

Slowly the dream changes from a third person passive experience to a first person active experience.

We are walking around an abandoned portion of ba sing se at night. I can see the large wall in the distance. The location feels like my old childhood neighborhood in layout but the buildings are ancient east asian fantasy styled. I see that Katara, Sokka and Toph all have bags under their eyes and they complain about not being able to sleep and having to find Aang and how they are exhausted. I try to ‘remember’ this story arc and think to myself that they end up being awake for a whole nother day.

In the sky I see two moons, it doesn’t look like anything off Woue. Just two whitish cratery moons, but I recognize this as a dream sign and become properly and fully lucid. I think to myself its the real world earth moon and the avatar world's moon and that's why I see two.

Then Mai, Azula and Ty Lee appear. The flamingo hides behind katara who is taking a leading role here and Azula says she is going to use it to find the avatar and capture him. Azula winds up, charging into battle shooting out big blasts of blue fire. I think to activate my shields and it works. The barrier seems to be at a larger radius than normal, surrounding the other avatar characters. Hexagonal walls appear in front of the fire blasts she is shooting out.

Azula tries to run in to get inside the barrier and capture us that way. I decide I want to manipulate its properties. I move my left and and see a sort of doctor strange style circular rune in purple around my left hand. There is some magical ‘text’ that is very conventional and legible floating above the rune and made of the same sort of energy. I see a number of complicated-looking mathematical formulas with “R=3” at the bottom in a much larger font and intuitively know the barrier is 3 times the normal radius, probably why it is extending around the other friendly avatar characters. The rune around my left hand has a point on it, like a washing machine dial with three settings. Disabled, Automatic and Manual.

I switch to manual and see a sort of wireframe of the hexagonal barrier around me with one pentagonal face directly above me. I rotate the dial to manual, concentrating on the hexagonal faces right between me and azula. I then do a sort of pushing motion with my left hand and the radius increases to 12 very quickly. The barrier plates send azula flying backwards. Quickly and intuitively I turn the barrier to “disabled”, increase the radius to 16 faster than azula is flying backwards, then switch back to “manual” and she smacks against the inside of the same section. She smacks against the plate and falls to the ground.

I then bring up my right hand and create a second barrier rune. The radius defaults to 3. I switch it into manual mode. I do a motion of pulling in my left hand and pulling out my right hand. The outer barrier radius starts to drop and the inner barrier radius starts to increase. I am shown an alternate perspective of azula. She stands upright but her feet are sliding in the dirt as the outer barrier is shrinking. Her eyes go wide when she sees the inner expanding barrier coming up. She starts to charge up lightning and points it at the inner barrier. But is barely not quick enough as I am shown the barrier closing and her fingers get broken, the inner and outer barrier sandwich together with radii of 6 and 5.99 (the rune switches to show two decimal places). An explosion occurs, billowing out from between the inside and outside and she is gone.

There is a very thin black hemispherical arc of ash in the ground where the explosion was.

I turn to Mai and Ty Lee. Ty lee who was in a fighting pose, just goes “nope” and runs away. Mai sighs and annoyedly walks away.

“What kind of bending is that?” Asks Katara.

“AUGH! The cactus juice is kicking in again!” Sokka shouts. I think the scholar botanist guy gave him cactus juice.

“It’s not bending. It’s a compression barrier I made to defend my home star system, but it wasn’t working properly at such a large scale, so I’m retooling it for personal use. Because It was originally a dyson sphere its very powerful.”

The avatar characters leave and the dream scene becomes more like my home neighborhood at night. I think of a previous bad dream where Jonathan was outside my house and see him there. He seems to recognize that I am lucid and gets on a bicycle which has E.T. in the bike basket and starts to fly away into the night sky.

I ignite my fire jets and chase after him. I distinctly remember the fire jets audibly whining like jet engines. I bring up my left arm and shout “barrier one light second!” I can visibly see that the moon is starting to come closer during the chase and I can see the translucent inactive barrier reaches just far enough to partyway clip into the moon. I start to pull the radius in I point to the bicycle and say “Bad Dream Mode! Rusty chain jam!”

I see a close up shot as the bike chain becomes rusty in the space of a few seconds and then comes off the gear. The flying bike lurches and then falls back to earth. Jonathan landed badly with a visible bleeding injury on his leg. He struggles for a minute gets up and tries to run away.

I point to him. “Bad Dream Mode! Nonlucidity! Teeth fall out! Body horror! Nakedness! Awkward Social Situation!”

I see my various commands take effect. Jonathan’s body distorts with a number of large zits appearing on the righthand side of his face. I see his front teeth both fall out and his pants disappear though he is not naked. Then several dream figures spawn and a large tent is now present in the driveway of my house. It seems like a high school graduation party. A tall woman comes over and points and laughs at him. He seems to look around befuddled and panicked.

“Bad Dream Mode! Uncontrolled Car.”

Jonathan looks at me and says “what?” Then his eyes go wide and I realized he has regained lucidity and he tries to run away from me. I bring up the barrier rune again.

“Offset point on Jonathan!”

I see a wireframe of the barrier surround him as he runs into the side yard of my house and I run after him.

“Fixate point! All hexes on!” The entire barrier becomes active at once and stays where it is, no longer. I drop the radius to 0.53. The barrier shrinks around him, enough that the bottom is no longer phased into the ground and he is trapped in a floating sphere. I keep shrinking the barrier as I see him inside pushing against it. He seems to shrink his body in proportion to his head and has taken on a thoroughly inhuman gollum-like appearance. I drop the radius to 0.26 and he is now in a hovering sphere about two feet across. He thrashes around pounding on the barrier making animalistic noises. I think to myself passingly “the radius must be in meters” and recognize that the dream is ending.

“Max power! Seal all dimensional edges! Anti Teleport! Anti Phasing! Anti-Magic Tampering! Anti time travel! Permanentize! Permanentize! Permanentize!” As I give these commands, I see a list of additional things added to the rune and saying ‘seal edges’ makes the lines between each hexagonal face glow brightly and stay that way.“...Yeah. After fifteen years, I finally got you, you little bitch. How’s it feel?”

I stick a paper sign on the barrier that says ‘do not tap on glass’. And knock on one of the hexes. I note that the barrier does sound like glass when struck.

I snoozed several times as I set my alarm hours before work started.

I sit on my train to class, and a bunch of girls sit with me, giggling. I skip class and end up going to the Bahamas instead, I meet an American internet friend whom I share memes with every day as well as my friend from the Bahamas. We have a deep amd personal conversation together with a lot of laughs. we have our our photo taken together, but the guy we ask to take a pic of us Snapchats himself instead. A photographer then takes a poor quality pic of us. I then go home. My mom asks where I goes because my teacher from 3rd grade said I apparently went to "Monaco" that day, I laugh as I knew she'd say something like that, giving a speech about how I'm misunderstood by the people while cycling home, but she's too far away to hear me and stopped listening as she came across a friend and had a long conversation with them instead. My imaginary friend Elise makes a cameo and takes a photo of me as a robot part, saying "You're my little screwdriver, aren't you?" while winking at me before I wake up.

I went to elementary school where I, because I apparently kicked over their drinks at one point, kept getting beaten up my this group of very big and strong men. This would occur every lunch break for weeks and I'm pretty sure people ssw me get beaten up but we're too afraid to interfere. At some point I was considering getting my strong friends to become my bodyguard and help me. I was sitting at home on a rainy day, about to have to leave for school when I told my parents, who looked like Boards of Canada for some reason, slowly what was going on, I was building up slowly to that part when I suddenly woke up.

Dream was in English

7/9/23
I begin flying low in a horizontal position in a dim room with many students. I Realize I’m dreaming. I say “I’m
dreaming” and I tell all the students that they’re dreaming. I ask if they know how I realized. I explain that I
was flying so I instantly knew. I begin thinking about my dream goals. I think about creating a persistent
dream realm as well as the purple crystal to phase through. I reach behind me to pull out the purple crystal
to phase. A faint wisp of the crystal appears in front of me but it doesn’t appear solidified and vivid enough
to teleport through. I vocalize that I want to go to a persistent dream realm and think of azura. I decide not
to try to go through the crystal. I turn to my right and see that the large room extends into the distance. At
the far end site a black wall unit with a black square TV in the center with an additional device on top. I
decide to try to phase through theTV. I make my way across the room and toward the TV. I bump into it two
times, bouncing off. On the third attempt I’m successful and phase through into blackness. I feel that
sensation of my physical body is vibrating into my awareness and I wake up.

7/1/23
I’m in my room in the monastery and something feels a bit off. I plug my nose and can sweat that I can
breathe. My awareness rises and so look at my hands. I see that I have seven fingers and become lucid. The
scene is very gray and murky, yet I hold my awareness through it. The dream goes to black void which I
remain aware in. I soon begin imagining colors, then visualize the gates leading to the monastery. I see the
visualization of the black and white arch come into my field of views. Soon I find myself on the grass to the
left of a long brick structure. I shout “increase clarity now!” several times, insisting that it works. The scene
becomes much more vivid. It appears to be a recreation of the monastery to my right. It is a single story and
constructed of red brick with a dark roof. I begin floating alongside of the building and want to renter, yet
don’t want to disturb any DCs. I find a window which would be roughly where my room is and I phase
through. I find myself in a classroom of sorts with students and circular desks, working on some drawings
which are in color. I make my way to the center of the room and weave my way between the desks. I notice
that there are a couple teacher/monitor figures supervising the room. I decide that I could find Roshi and
ask for a teaching. I begin making my way to the door, yet have a false awakening.
I plug my nose with my thumbs and can breath very slightly. I rationalize that it’s because they’re not fully
plugged, yet don’t adjust it.

*In a talk later in the week, I found out that the Abbot of the Monastery was an artist before becoming a monastic. She shared that she always wanted her life to be an expression of art.
*Not much total sleep and especially REM for the rest of Sesshin.

A number of different scenes across different wakings, not a great deal of detail, but it's a decent start to getting back into dreaming!

+ My son S1, his wife A, and I have control of a clone of Daniil Dubov, I thought it would be a great idea to get free chess lessons from it! My son dissuades me from the idea, and I reconsider, thinking "yeah, it could just kill me if it wanted to"

+ tubes in apartment, plumbing system, I'll do what I want with them, someone says it's not allowed, but I say I will do what I want, enter a room, see a small TV there displaying some show

+ A meeting of people in a room in a house/building. They are sitting around the periphery of the room and I'm walking around in the middle on the floor. The floor is a sort of a laminate mat (of a plastic material?) that was made to look like wood. I'm walking around on it and the floor is squeaking slightly. Someone says something like: it can be registered in that condition, it's not allowed. I say "ah, it's ok, look it's a great floor!" and keep walking around on it. I think/say that "this would be a great floor to play twister on!"

+ There is a group of people aboard a plane flying around, they're stranded there, I think we can free them by annexing them (plane/people?) into my current country. There is a piece of paper documenting the people as property of France. I think it would be funny to annex them away from France

+ Pushing a huge stone up a steep hill? Then later there is a scene where a guy lets a huge boulder and a car roll down from a hill on top of him and from underneath he manages to do a "bench press" of the massive boulder and car off of him, and they topple over and continue rolling on down across the road. I was wondering if he'd have the strength to get out from under those heavy things!

+ I'm with a group of (old) people in a large open room, there's a ceremony, perhaps it's a church. I look around and there is a row of tiny little chairs, like for a very small child, placed along a low table. I sit down in this chair, wondering if it will break, but it holds me. The old people say something to me.

[wake, recall, write quite notes, long back to sleep, eventually fall asleep]

+ I'm pulling a car up a snowy hill. The snow is packed fairly tightly so is not so slippery. Then it's sort of a canoe and it tips over and things fall out. There are a lot of wrist watches there and I pick them up and continue forwards up the hill.

+ I observe from across a street a guy doing crazy manic parkour/jumping maneuvers in the street. There is a car zooming towards him, and he just barely manages to do a flip out of the street and on to the sidewalk as the car whizzes quickly by him, missing him by inches. The women in the car are laughing/giggling in amazement as they drive by.

I came onboard 05.07 instead of 04.07 so I have 1 day on delay but it’s okay. In this port we have a lot of working so I’m sleeping when I can but we departure today. The good news is my watch keeping time in ports are 08-12 and 20-24. I have 4h of working and 8h of resting (if there is no extraordinary work) so I can try with WILD/DILD (I already know that 4h of working is good for LD during naps). On voyage my working time is 08-12 and 13-17 if there is no extraordinary work. At 12 I have lunch, and planned meditation. I will dont nap because usually I have circa 35 minutes for resting and this is not enough to fall asleep.

In this three days my plan is going rough. I meditated twice, and I have dream tags from one night but I’m taking it easy. This and next week I treat as warming up

yesterday (2023-07-06):

+ I'm playing sidewalk football on street outside CH. I'm a receiver for this play, run, look back, and the QB passes me the ball, I catch it perfectly in stride, and score a TD. A picture perfect touchdown pass! Then there's another play where I'm punting the ball, I plan to kick it really far, but instead it is a very weak, short kick that goes right into the receiving team's hands.

+ [a number of dreams with people in places forgotten]

+ [f] there is a tree growing on a hillside, the tree actually grows *into* the hill. This explains (something).

today:

earlier:

+ driving in a car with someone. We're heading somewhere. There is a large (school?) on a steeply sloping hillside on our left, sloping down away from the road. There is a long staircase leading down with people walking up it. The steps are both wide and tall, I have a "deja vu" moment of "remembering" that we (or someone) had previously driven down that staircase, I imagine it would be a very bumpy ride. We do not try it. We want to find the school's headmaster. We're driving further along the road. I get out and start doing large fly/glide/jumps down the steep, rocky hill. Down below I see the headmaster, who looks just like a famous actor (forgot, older man). Then an enemy back at the top of the hill starts sending blinding attacks at me which affect my vision. I try to counter these with intent to keep my vision clear, but my defense is only moderately effective. I get to the bottom?

+ I arrive in a new location [I'm aware of this!], I got there "somehow" (don't know), I look around and orient myself and it seems very familiar [deja vu?]. There are no-brand-name gas stations, one across the highway/street from me, and one to my right on my side of the street. I'm trying to get my orientation/bearings. I see what I "remember" to be a (taco/mexican) restaurant. I have a "memory" of being there before. There are people inside, and the "familiar" chef is standing there. The walls are glass [DS! DS! DS!] so you can see everything from the outside. I approach there, go in, want to order, but there is no food visible, and I wonder if it's closing time/past the time to order. There are no menus. But the chef is standing there smiling and very inviting and I get the impression it is still possible to order. (I see some dishes of food on a counter by the kitchen?)

later:

+ I'm with ShrCly from company N, she is telling me how I was her 2nd favorite of all the employees, and how impressed she was on some task when I on my own initiative created a huge map (several meters square) for a project. I am reviewing her as well, and I can't decide on a rating, so I write a scraggly/uneven "3" on a (board/paper?), and sort of regret this low rating. She is inviting me and everyone to her dance class, which will be held at 1pm and 1am. I know I can't make the 1pm one, and don't want to go to the 1am one, so I'm trying to back out of the offer politely.

+ [f] (maybe contd. from above) i'm in an open area with people around. I realize I'm naked [DS], and grab a towel to cover up?

Another long lucid! Even if it was split in the middle. And a TON of dreams overall! Though they took forever to type. Slept at 12:30.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Something about driving and LGBTQ. Woke up at 4:00 and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
I was reading about a closeted gay eighth grader, and of course since it was a dream the scenes popped into my head like a TV show. MC was in a warehouse with his friends, goofing around, when he looked in the mirror and said, "You know what, guys? I'm going to go do it, I'm just gonna do it, why am I waiting for high school? It doesn't even make sense."

He was talking about doing the nasty with a girl, but he didn't really want to. He was just trying to prove to himself and everyone else that he wasn't gay. When he headed for the door, my feelings of opposition seemed to affect him. He stopped dead in his tracks and turned around. I physically typed out the words I wanted him to say: "You're not gonna stop me?!?!"

Then I wrote out his friends' response: "No?"

One laughed in confusion, another scowled. I remember crossing out a comma and replacing it with the question mark, then being sure to emphasize that one of them was scowling.

MC said something about "three men," and the angry friend became even angrier. "Of course not," he snapped.

After that MC was tempted to say the same thing about "four men," but he chickened out because there were four of his friends there and the risk of them catching on was too high. I accepted that, just glad that he'd changed his mind, and he left the warehouse.

The plot changed. I was now actively in the dream, as myself yet not myself. I lived in a big house with my "grandma" and brother Z. He and I were in "our room," and when I gazed out the arched window into the night, I saw a peculiar black cat rummaging around, eating trash. I was fascinated by its strange appearance and wanted to interact with it.

It was past midnight, so I waited for "Grandma" to go to the basement before sneaking downstairs and opening the front door. I whispered for it to come inside and eat something edible. It obeyed, but the granny was coming back upstairs so I fled to my room.

She definitely knew I'd been down there, despite Z trying to cover for me. (He was not himself either.) However, she let it go and sat down with the cat at the table, saying that they had to have a long chat regarding me.

At one point she called sweetly to me from the kitchen and snapped at Z when he spoke up. He was holding a "full" glass of regurgitated yogurt (it reached the fill line, but that line was barely one fourth of the cup). It was not abnormal in the dream, but I was disgusted all the same.

———

Woke up at 5:00 and, after journaling, sat up and really focused on becoming lucid. I explained what it meant, quickly performed MILD, and upped my awareness of myself and my surroundings. Then I went back to sleep, lucidity the last thing on my mind. (As in, the final thing I was thinking about, not something I didn't care about at all... I hate English.)

———

Dream #3 (Lucid):
First thing I remember is tagging along as a man led Harlequin down a flight of stairs. We were in her dream. Once we reached the bottom of the steps, we could see an oasis-like place at the end of the hallway. But when we looked back up, we realized we had descended 2000-feet-worth of stairs, and Harlequin's family was screaming her name at the top of their lungs as if she had died.

Trying to keep things under control, I asked, "Are you going to go to the oasis?"

She frowned and scoffed, "My brain drew that with MS paint." Then she left the dream. [I don't remember what she looked like because I wasn't paying attention.]

What a waste, I thought, and went to check out the oasis myself. It was really just a small room with a pool of water, cabinet, window, and carpet, but I sat down on that carpet and became lucid.

I attempted to increase the vividness and thought it was working, but when I woke up I couldn't remember how it looked so maybe it wasn't. I also believed myself to be more clear-headed than I really was. To my credit, I was able to remember the Task of the Season and decided to complete a basic task: asking a dream character what will happen tomorrow!

I phased through the window and emerged a couple stories above the ground, a tree swaying in the wind below me. Everything was a bit unstable so I grabbed a leaf and tried to focus my attention on it as a stabilization technique (as Oneirin suggested), but it didn't work very well.

Somehow I got out of there and ended up flying down a street, chasing after people in cars and trying to get them to answer the question, but every one of them just flashed weird looks and drove faster. Finally I peered into the passenger window of one car and saw a one-year-old baby strapped into a baby seat in the middle. Next to him, on the far side, was a 12-ish-year-old blond boy.

"Hey!" I yelled to the baby. "What do you think will happen tomorrow?"

He glanced at me and started lifting his arms out of the harness straps. I assumed he wanted to get closer to the window, but if a car struck them from behind and he was unbuckled I knew he'd be dead.

"Uhh, no, no, don't do that," I said, and suddenly a horde of skinny, black-bodied, white-headed, Bendy-like creatures rushed toward the car with their arms outstretched. Altogether they resembled the Wall of Flesh in Terraria. I was kicked out of the dream and replaced by a fourteen-year old anime girl.

She flew through the car and grabbed the twelve-year old, sending them tumbling out the other side into an alleyway. The car was destroyed and the boy watched his baby brother get ripped to shreds, one layer at a time. But he wasn't fazed at all! In fact, when the girl held out a hand to him (third person POV), he blushed and took it!

She was a dream superhero of some sort, and there was the sense that she had saved many people from those creatures many times before. She wore red gloves and a short red skirt, black sweatpants, and a black sweater.

At some point they were hiding in the "|" part of a "T"-shaped alleyway, and the boy was able to keep the creatures out by stretching his body to disturbing proportions. Even as the nonexistent observer I was very confused.

Once the creatures cleared out, the boss of the girl appeared. With a smile they said, "You must be [name]'s reincarnation."

[Name] was a very powerful Dream Hero, the most legendary of them all, but the girl was not her reincarnation. No, that was a different girl, and she was back at the lab undergoing testing. MC reminded me of Akko, and the reincarnated girl reminded me of Diana (though she looked like Neiru from Wonder Egg Priority).

MC was having trouble keeping her face stable (it was actually glitching) and started to deny it, but cut herself off. "Is- is Izzy here?" (Another Dream Hero.)

Don't remember if anyone responded, but somehow it was revealed that the boy had "done this before" and was actually a member of their organization. When she heard that, MC flushed with rage and grabbed his collar.

"Say that sooner!" she shouted. She was embarrassed because she'd been under the impression that she'd saved a helpless civilian, and now felt stupid for being so proud.

She stormed out of the room (the alley had gradually morphed into a hotel room) and I returned to the dream, lucid again. I had very little memory of what had happened and zero awareness of having switched with the girl. But I realized I still hadn't gotten an answer to the TotS question, and ran back to the boy. He was being carried like a sack of potatoes by an invisible person.

"What should I do tomorrow?" I asked. (Phrased it that way because I thought he might not respond to "what will happen tomorrow?")

He glared at me, and the vividness of his voice increased tenfold as he spat, "I think you should die."

I actually got goosebumps from how clear and angry his tone was, but brushed it off. The style of the dream had become cheap and pixelated, and I turned to see Mafuyu lying flat on the ground.

I sat next to her. "Mafuyu, what will happen tomorrow?"

She probably assumed I was asking her out and responded, "Saturday is sad day." (Both she and I were under the impression that tomorrow was Saturday.)

"I see. Sad day, huh." I sat by her a little while longer before standing up.

Each hotel door was themed to match a Project Sekai character. Kanade's was first, light blue and decorated with solid circles and hollow triangles. I cracked it open and found her wrapped up in blankets like a burrito. Sensing that I would wake up soon, I decided it wasn't worth interacting with her her.

I hurriedly moved on to Mizuki's sparkly pink door, but for some reason, I knocked this time. I called her name, excited to hear her response, as she and Mafuyu are my favorite characters.

After a pause, a very accurate voice responded, "Yeah?"

I asked the question, but before she could answer the dream faded and I woke up! Nooo! But at the same time, yesss, to this amazing lucid!

———

I was surprised to find it was only 6:25, but it took me an hour to finish writing, so I didn't get back to sleep till 7:30-ish. I wasn't very tired, so maybe that's why I kept waking up and had all these dreamlets.

———

Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
This was on the border between a hypnagogic hallucination and a dream. I was in the kitchen and one of my parents dumped milk and acid in my head. Then I was in a dark void, walking down a floating runway and smashing open doors with an axe. I found my dad in one of them. He had murdered my mom. I raised my axe and killed him. Woke around 8:00 and WBTB.


Dream #5 (Non-Lucid):
I was being driven somewhere in the middle of nowhere to tutor a kid my age. I was very confused, saying that A was the tutor, not me. But they didn't listen. We nearly ran over a fallen tree and had to get out of the car. It was foggy outside and there was a lake nearby.

When I demanded answers, my mom grilled me in return about how I got my voice recorder. [Answer: I biked to the store and bought it without her knowledge.]

"I told you, I just found it in my stuff!" I protested, speedwalking away.

I came across my brothers and a group of old friends, the only one I could see properly was a kid named Blake. He was holding a football and I asked if he was copying me, as I was playing catch with a football for two hours a couple days ago.

Don't remember his response, but I took the football and asked if I could punt it. He refused because there was a lake in the distance and he didn't want it going in.

Woke at 8:27 and WBTB.


Dream #6 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Forgot everything when I opened my eyes. Something about flowers. 8:46 WBTB.


Dream #7 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
(Illegible.) 9:06 WBTB.


Dream #8 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Lifting weights. Later I was in a store and Harlequin was there, asking how to get home. I directed her to a staff member. 9:19 WBTB.


Dream #9 (Non-Lucid):
I was driving to a therapy session, though not doing a very good job. In the end I had to lift it up like a chair and force it into a parking spot within the building. Switched the parking brake on and it finally settled down. A girl next to me was doing the same. Some time later people were watching the dream on a screen, admiring the "perspectives" and skill of my "internal camera." I was a little uncomfortable.

Plot change. Someone had filmed a TikTok of me saying, "Do you want your madlad chicken? -goes off-screen and returns a couple seconds later- Sorry, they aren't allowed in the café but here are some french fries and ketchup."

It had 12K likes and I was wearing a dark blue plaid jacket and mask. It repeated a few times before showing the aftermath. S was grabbing me and pointing to a bundled-up customer.

"Merlin," they said. (Not my real name but that's what they called me in the dream.) "You have to figure out their identity. Once you do, you'll be shocked."

But I could already tell that the twist was that they were gonna be my doppelganger.

At some point I had a false awakening and when I was writing down the dream I added, I was covered in leaves (thank goodness I remembered that!).

Woke at 9:47 and got up for good. Kinda sad that none of them were lucids, but oh well.

Pics of the dream scenes, and a map of the third dream (yes I am totally copying Harlequin):

Jade Green Sparring Match Two (WILD) 07.06.2023

My partner K wakes me up when she is getting out of bed earlier than me and when I fall asleep I feel the dream set in before I lose awareness. I do a RC and confirm I am in a WILD. I get out of bed and summon my robes and put them on in one swoop of my arm. I try pulling up the heads up display with the gesture of swiping up from my left wrist but it doesn't work right away. I wake up but DEILD.

I try again and this time I get the holographic HUD to show up. Instead of being futuristic, this time it looks like Windows 11. I tap the search bar and say "Noma". then I snap my finger and get teleported to a beach. I focus on the details and notice that the plants are exotic and have black leaves. I am indeed on Woue but not in the Noma desert where we can fight without causing damage to the environment. I destabilize and DEILD.

I repeat the teleportation process from our room. This time when I snap my fingers I find myself laying on a red sandy dune. When I stand up and look over the top of the dune I see a red desert with crashed space craft scattered around! I look behind me and see Hade. He looks like he does in JadeGreen's art! Unfortunately Manei and Jay aren't there. Hade ignites his rockets so I guess it's time to fight! I try throwing a rock at him with telekinesis but it is blocked by a purple hexagonal shield that pops up infront of him. I realize I am a little taken off guard and don't have time to remember my strategy. We both fly at eachother and I try a Superman punch but it is blocked by his shield. We then tangle together (because I grab hold of his arm.) and then we spin around eachother midair. I realize being in close is not a good idea because I have had problems with wrestling in dreams so I let go and we both get flung away from eachother by centrifugal force.

When I float from the tumble I feel a pain in the leg from where he hit me with a staff in the last dream we fought in. I wonder if I got hit but I realize it's just a bruise. I learn that I don't have healing factor like Hade and Manei do. Hade pulls out a bow and arrow and I know I have to deflect any arrows he sends with telekinesis or I am done for! Unfortunetly the dream starts to destabilize even with neither of us landing a clear hit.

I DEILD again but this time I don't think I have the energy for another match. I experiment with pulling up the HUD again, trying to study it's buttons, but I keep destabilizing for the rest of the REM cycle.