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I took a nap and had more ludis.

Winter Competition 2024 One - Nap One (DILD) 01.07.2024

I think I wake up but it is a false awakening. Normally my false awakenings are at my childhood home at night but this one is my current bedroom during the day. I was planning on starting dating in a few months but in the dream I feel like making a Bumble account right away for some reason. I find myself staggering because gravity is all sorts of off. I do a reality check and confirm it's lucid. I am really suprised and remember my goal is simply to take off the VR headset. I reach up to my head and try but I can't feel one or force one to be there. I think it's because I didn't bother willing there to be one before trying. I wake up.

It is super hard to get out of bed. I sit up and do another nose pinch RC and it is still a dream. I am always in awe of how really flase awakenings feel. I sit up in bed and try swiping up the VR hud from my left wrist but nothing happens. I say, "Clara", the name of my AI assistant and she doesn't respond. These things never seem to work as well in FAs as they do in other lucid dreams.

I wake up into two more FAs before my real life eyes open and I am awake.


Winter Competition 2024 One - Nap Two (DILD) 01.07.2024

I am in a Dungeons and Dragons lucid dream. I don't remember the beginning of it. We defeat some hard enemies but one of our people gets cursed and becomes a powerful Oath Breaker Paladin or something he kills everyone, me last and I respawn inside my childhood home. It is dark. Familiar teritory. I know he is outside ready to chop me in half again. I have a bunch of D&D minis that I turn into full size fighters that I send outside. I hear them all get defeated and then the paladin comes inside and kills me for me to go back in time and start over. I send more and more minitures at him each time. The last time I send 8 powerful constructs after him and notice the house is getting surrounded by drow and vampires. "Even more trouble!", I think when I wake up.

I was doing laundry when I heard something coming from down the hall, I tried to pull the door shut, but it was too late, whatever was on the other side pushed it open. I stared at the doorway, terrified as the door slowly swung open. In the hall was a bucket, colored in Lowe's signature blue. I was pretty relived at first, but I remembered some old guy telling me that if I ever come across a bucket like that, it can't kill me unless I can't see it. I then set the bucket down so it'd always be in my peripherals. I pulled some dirty laundry out of the basket and put it in the machine. Not even one load and I was already sick of the anxiety of having to keep the bucket in my sight, so I started thinking that maybe I could make the bucket go after someone else. I grabbed it, and took it into the back yard where my father sat in his truck. He was the closest person but I really didn't want him to die, and then I realize that even if the bucket kills him it's just going to go after me again. I walked back to the door, and started absentmindedly ripping the bucket apart as if it was made of paper. I sat on the porch and my spirits fell as the pieces tumbled back and used to the piece I was still holding onto. I then walked to the tool shed, it has a few flights of stairs going into a basement, so I got an idea. I threw the bucket, and while it rolled down the stairs I slammed the door shut and locked it. I was going to begin celebrating.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I rolled over and went back to sleep.[/COLOR],

I was in a room which was best described as the inside of lord Jabu Jabu. I walked past a counter with a few hand sized beetles, and I walked up a slope, and I saw a button. I walked on it, and I suddenly turned purple and saw a HP bar rapidly draining, so I ran to the beetles. I talked to some beetles who were useless, until I saw some golden beetle who said he could cure me. I then get a view of myself in a dentist like chair with deep scratches down my face, and a second later I'm back on my feet with only a few scars. I start walking away.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]Did a couple good rcs today - 1
remember 2 full nlds - 2
3 dj comments- 1
total- 4 [/COLOR]

I've been having trouble falling asleep lately, and it took forty minutes to drift off at 11:51 last night. (Before, I could fall asleep in 5 minutes flat! ) I meditated a bit before bed though.

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
My Fitbit had powers. I got them from some deity guy, and I had the option of choosing between time control, energy manipulation, luck, et cetera. I chose energy manipulation but later was able to use all three.

My mom and I were wandering around at night when we stumbled upon a dead body. Two men, presumably the killers, leapt out of the darkness to eliminate us. A ninja kid we'd met earlier was about to save us, but before he could I slapped a hand on the first man's chest, killing him instantly, and shot the other with an energy bullet. I complained to my mom about something and then we went home.

Outside my neighborhood was a little girl, pointing out her drug-addict, club-junky dad. But she said that the one she considered her real dad was her grandpa, who was standing in front of a distant house looking respectable.

Later I made a friend and went to her house. We made a whole dance and talked about our upcoming birthdays, and played a game on her Playstation that was somehow related to dogs. You would receive a "happy code" on your phone, memorize it, and get 20 seconds to select the corresponding amount of planks on the screen. I offered to show her my Fitbit powers, and when I lost I rewound time by stepping backwards and watching the game play itself backwards. (Good practice even if it was non-lucid dream control.)

"I just rewound time because I lost the game!" I told her when I was done. "Now watch me destroy this thing!"

In the end the happy code was different and I lost again. Her mom came home soon after, and for some reason I was afraid she would hit me. But she was friendly and apologized that we had to sit on the floor, her husband chiming in that using a Playstation on the ground was no better than an iPad. I awkwardly assured them that it was fine and I was used to it.

Suddenly my Fitbit powered off from overuse and I woke up, checking it in real life. Of course it was fine, and the time was 5:53. I wrote down my dream and went back to sleep.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
In this dream I was a 20-something year old guy and had to watch an 8th grade kid because he was addicted to swimming in rivers. He had been born in a car in his neighborhood during a flood, and ended up falling into the water. If it weren't for the umbilical cord he would've drowned, but for some reason he was very stubborn about being retrieved. Ever since then, he'd taken every chance possible to run out of the house and swim in a river. His mother was incredibly worried and overprotective of him.

We took a walk around the neighborhood and he complained that his mom didn't even recognize his progress. He could control his impulses now, to an extent, and he was able to make it through the entire winter without swimming outside! But his mom never congratulated him, instead going on and on about his relapses. I acknowledged him and gave him some good advice that I can't remember.

Later we were in his basement when a man named Karui broke in and started fighting me. He feigned giving up and hugging me but in reality he had smeared poison on the back of my neck. My vision went blurry but almost immediately my brain forgot about it and I was fine.

It was revealed that Karui (who was also in his twenties) wanted to get with the 8th grader and had taken thousands of pictures of him and others kids. A lot of them were surprisingly aesthetic, one catching a moment where the light shone in such a way that it looked like the kid was surrounded by butterflies. A lot of them featured accessories, and Karui himself had an earring and hat on. I woke up without warning around 8:00 and wrote down the dream.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
This dream continued right where the last left off. For some reason I decided that Karui wasn't much of a threat and left them alone in the basement. But when I checked on them a few minutes later, he was pressuring the kid to be his boyfriend. I immediately threw him to the ground and asked my friend (A) if I should kill him. She said no, so I slashed him up with a katana instead. A cut on his neck, leg, arm, et cetera.

Suddenly there was a flashback to Karui at 16 in high school, but he was named Jason back then. He'd murdered eight people but was allowed to stay enrolled because his parents were filthy rich. A girl in his grade had seen him commit the crime but decided not to tell.

They were in Art class and had to draw self-portraits. Jason was sitting in the front row in the leftmost seat, and next to him was a mirror. On the mirror was a drawing of himself, which for some reason deeply disturbed him. The girl took a picture of him and sent it to him, saying he looked afraid. He traced it for his self-portrait. Everyone else had to use their phone cameras to draw themselves.

A few minutes later his seat turned into a rocking chair and his teacher quizzed him on plant names, which he was able to answer perfectly. Everyone applauded, seeming to forget the rumor that he was a mass murderer. He surrounded his drawing by plants, and the teacher commented on the fact that almost everybody drew themselves with accessories instead of exactly how they were at this very moment.

A woman found out about his crime, but the school and the girl taped her butthole so she couldn't tell. (Idk man...) But she managed to escape through the chimney and remove it, plotting her revenge.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
Not sure when this dream happened, but I was skipping through a neighborhood similar to my own. Gravity wasn't working properly, and I was having a lot of fun gliding with each step I took. I even thought, "Wow, this is like a lucid dream." I ended up bumping into someone and suddenly turned into a Chinese American girl, apologizing quickly before running away. The girl's mom wanted her to always speak in Chinese, but she didn't listen because obviously few people would understand her.


Dream #5 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was showing someone my dream journal and found a dream recorded in comic format. I was confused because that would take a lot more effort than simply writing it down, but I went along with it as if I remembered making the entry.


Pretty disappointed I didn't get lucid, since I had two LDs the night before TvT Welp, here're some drawings:


Points:
Meditation (Brief) - ½ point
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½ point
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x4) - 4 points
Hand-drawn artwork: 2 points
Comp total: 9 points

I was planning on a WBTB tonight but ended up cancelling when I got to sleep too late.

Dream 1

I'm in my childhood home in Pennsylvania. I look out the bedroom window to see that Zoë just parked in the driveway and some other dark Honda or Hyundai parks there as well.

The interior of the house doesn’t resemble the house I know at all. Zoë enters the room and is explaining to Tami and me about how her car has been weird recently. She says all the doors can open fine but if she opens the trunk while she's dreaming it wakes her up.

A sort of cutscene shows me testing out opening the trunk and it sends me to France. Then I'm at the car again and I close the trunk and re-open it again. Now I see these magnetic balls repelling each other repeatedly.


Now I'm back in the room with Zoë and Tami, I tell Zoe that when I open the trunk of her car it doesn't wake me up from my dreams, rather it causes weird things to happen. We’re perplexed by this. (How didn’t I get lucid here!)

Dream 2 (Fragment)

I'm playing with this putty-like-material. I learn that if I drag it repeatedly across the same spot on a fabric that it cuts through it. I think it's strongly acidic. I cut some different fabrics with it. The lines from the cuts are very clean.

Created Sunday 07 January 2024

Got two short LDs today. Kinda flat considering all the insomnia I'd afflicted on myself, but it's something.

Dream 1 - WILD Wind

No visuals initially, though I gain some sight over time. WILD transition in bed, noted by the deafening sound of storm winds (actually just the ceiling fan). I perform a breathing reality test. It was inconclusive, but I knew better. Anyway, I try rolling off the bed, but found I couldn't move. So, I imagined that I was actually being struck by gusts, and soon feel such happening. I was turned over towards the wall. My expectation was to just phase through. But, I was simply pressed there. Not very comfortable at all. Gaining mobility, I roll against the wind. It was quite the struggle before I could finally fall off the mattress.

I drop to the floor, which happened to be made of wood instead of tiles. Anyway, I phase face first through it and into the void. As I descended, I try conjuring a construct to assist me. A voice responded, but nothing else came about. Soon, I fell on my bed, and woke up. Re-entry two minutes later.

Dream 2 - Dark Desert Camel Ride

No visuals initially, which again arrived progressively. Re-entry in bed. Instead of rolling, I just walked out of bed towards the closet. The room extended far beyond visible range into a black plane. Along the way, I notice a ~24" screen CRT TV on a wooden stand. On screen was some Youtube video with some (in)famous content creators. Pretty sure it was Joe Rogan and Ben Shapiro. I ignored it, and kept moving.

I noticed the noise of the ceiling fan. To justify this, I imagined I was actually in a windy desert. I had the dream sound the Desert of Death theme from Breath of Fire 3 to set the mood. Despite expectation, I was still surprised to find the hard ground before me becoming rough-grained sand. I was indeed warped to a desert under a starless night. Light shimmered off of an oasis pond half a mile away. The breeze was biting cold.

I make my way to the oasis. My ambling wavered, and I tripped over myself from exhaustion. I needed some help. I imagined holding the reigns of a camel. With a tug, I turned back, and see such a beast kneeling before me. I climb on the camel's back, and am quite startled when it rises and paces forward. This was a very,very bumpy ride. I had to hold tightly on its neck to keep still. Its light hair was very shaggy and comfortably warm. I enjoyed this now aimless jaunt for a minute. By that point, I lost my hold to the animal, and fell. Upon hitting the ground, I'd returned to bed.

Media Reference:

NLD 1:
I was in forest, probably in Europa and it was middle of the night. I had 1 or 2 platoons of XVII century army forces approximately 50-70 meters behind my back. Mainly infantry and some oldschool canons. It was dark but still I was able to see bronze or brass details on the canon barrels and wheels. Front of me I saw enemy troops 100-200m ahead of us. They was hidden in bushes. I commanded my soldiers to take position and engage the enemy but the attack didn't launch. I looked at my force and I saw that one team was retreat without any fight. I call them but they ignored me.
The dream ended before battle begun

DF:
I don't remember where I was but I was a monk. I was full of thankfull, love and generally I was happy. I remember I hugged someone

Airport Anime:

I'm at the airport, looking at myself in the mirror.
I'm wearing three layers, t-shirt, hoody, and a large white jacket.
I think about about how the jacket makes me look a lot bigger than I am, like an anime character.
My Grandma P shows up, we are traveling together.
We sit down at a table near our gate and she has some food ready.
There is a brief interaction with another flier but I can't remember it.

Support:

I'm in my childhood home in my old bedroom that I shared with my brother. The one with the wide window.
The headset looks complex, with an irregular shape and jagged plastic pieces.
I'm wondering how anyone understands how such a piece of technology works.
My brother is here now.
There is something wrong with the device and he is on the phone with tech support.
They tell him to solder a section at the bottom.
My brother says he already tried that, and the tech support guy says it is risky for hardware costing some $800.
He tries it anyway, and that causes the screen to flicker. The device was now a face down computer monitor.
My brother stands up the monitor, a success.
I see a desert-themed World of Warcraft zone, maybe Orgrimmar.
I remark that it is strange that he was working on live hardware.
...
I'm in Orgrimmar in World of Warcraft, in travel form.
I'm playing in a bit of a nostalgic way, not really trying to get good gear or anything, just visiting old places.
My brother is here now. I'm showing him "the places where parts of me died".
The first one is at a restaurant, where I supposedly used to work. I show him exactly the place I stood when part of me died.
We leave the restaurant and my brother goes on ahead down an orange section of spiral rocks to the left.
I notice a yellow "!" for a quest to the right and I go to do it.
The quest giver is a human priest, wanting me to heal some warriors fighting nearby.
It's a cookie cutter quest, so it was easy. The combat was scripted such that my spell would always heal the warriors at the last moment, allowing them to win.
Then there is a follow-up, where I have to shoot a bow and arrow in first person through some rings, matching the number of rings the quest giver's arrow goes through.
I get this one on the second try.

Fragment:

I'm at my current home, hosting a party. My friend D shows up, and has a suitcase.
Then M & A from the Tots, also with suitcases. And a few others yet.
M makes a comment that he hates the game "Apples to Apples".

Winter Competition 2024 Night 1

Fragment: In a clothes shop, I am talking to someone - either a shop assistant or a fried - about ready-to-wear and designer clothes. I say I prefer RTW over high-end labels. Meanwhile I'm looking for a gift for my mum - I want to choose some nice clothes for her. Curiously the clothing racks are all empty and I can only see two in the whole (large) shop - though I'm not conscious of this at all in my dream. The shop is gently lit with pinkish-gold light from side lamps for a comfortable atmosphere. The floor is of smooth, square, cream-white tiles polished to a shine, and the walls are a pinkish/rose gold colour.

Went to bed at 10:58 PM. Lucid attempt FAILED since I fell asleep.
Awoke at 5:30 AM.

Was playing KSP. At some saturn-like planet not in the stock game (though I think a mod adds a planet like this). Theres a big umber brown moon with an atmosphere and a smaller pink and cyan icy looking one I am trying to land on. The lander I am using (for some unholy reason) has a useless girder section in the middle holding the solar panels. Controlling it is pretty difficult but I get it done.

There is another segment of the dream where I am doing orbital transfers. I have a bunch of satellites in low equatorial orbits around the icy planet. All the orbits get broken due to a glitch and turn red (not something that happens in KSP) and warn me they will crash into the planet. I try to switch to them but when firing the engine the orbit doesnt change.

WTH i'll draw it for a few extra points.



NLD 1pt
Drawing 2pt
Meditaiton 2pt
RCs 0.5pt

I had a lot more dreams than this but I only remember the part where I was most lucid.

Winter Competition 2024 One (DILD) 01.07.2024

I am lucid and flying over a futuristic city. I have to find a kitten that went missing. I fly down to one of the tops of the buildings and found it hiding. I pick it up and then interact with some DCs. Unfortunately I can't remember much more than that.

I was walking down a sidewalk on a sunny day. It was a pretty neighborhood where people took care of their houses and yards. I looked at a palm tree next to a rust colored roof as I walked around the corner.

I was looking at some mountains while deep in thought. I was making up a scenario where there were zombies in the mountains while I pulled the thorn off a rose bush and pushed it through the stalk. I was then ejected from my imagination when I pricked my finger on a different thorn. I walked down the sidewalk and saw a trailer attached to a truck, there were two guys in lawn chairs talking, so i decided to join them. there was a third lawn chair, but it was very close to the edge. I sat in it for a few seconds, but I kept feeling like I'd fall off the trailer, so I got up and was about to sit on the floor when one of them asked me if I'd like to be a contractor. I then climbed into the driver side window of the truck. I pushed the gas pedal and went down the street a bit, I thought the seat was a bit far though, so I looked for a button to adjust it. There were at least fifty buttons on the dashboard, so I asked the guy next to me about it, and he pointed to what appeared to be fast forward and rewind buttons.

Fragment: I am inside a certain (named) church with some family, looking at some old coloured maps of it. The interior reminds me of a regency building from a period drama, the walls are freshly painted white and I can see in the corner of my eye an antique-style sofa with green upholstery. The exterior is like a Greek temple with columns (the front at least) - which actually looks a lot like said church in real life. Which is surprising since I have never been there. I look back at my sister and it seems we are both wearing regency dresses. Looking out from the entrance at the side of the porch, the church is surrounded by green fields as far as the eye can see. They look like they've never been weeded or mown, the grass is growing up tall and I see many clovers popping up amid the grass. The field is dewy and a light mist obscures the view further out. The weather is fresh and chill, and we are leaving.
Maybe this is because I watched Sense and Sensibility recently?

Dream (this is also quite vague and fragmented):
I am inside the school common room. The space feels much more enclosed and cosy than it is in real life. It feels warm and welcoming. I am sitting working on something when I get up and go outside. Outside the school is a wide grassy field, much like the one described above - except there are trees here, too.

There is a high wooden table standing on the grass where two of my friends sit on tall chairs. One is a real friend of mine but the other I don't know - a dark-skinned boy with dark straight hair. They are talking over (I think) her current sewing project, and I mention that I do some sewing, too. We show each other some photos of our work and talk for a while longer.

After some time I begin to feel like I'm being called - there's somewhere else I need to be. Then I remember - I've got to go now. I take my phone and rush away from my friends but leave my bag behind on my seat.

Next thing I remember, I'm boarding a plane, though I only remember seeing it from the inside. The plane is very long. The low light level compounded with the grey-black carpet, upholstery and even walls make the interior extremely dim. I hurry past rows of seats (all facing to the front of the plane) until I reach in the middle of the plane two rows of fold-up seats facing one another. All the rows behind are also facing the front of the plane - only these two are strange.

A music teacher is standing in the aisle telling some other students where to sit. She mentions my stranger friend (who is not with me) and says there is room for him, too, pointing to where I am standing in the backwards row. Then she tells me to sit down. I hurriedly fold down the seat nearest the aisle and sit, clutching the edges of the seat for balance - since there are neither armrests nor seatbelt. I feel uneasy. My friend hasn't arrived yet and the plane is about to take off. Then a real-life memory comes through: I remember that my phone has only 30%, it won't last long and I've forgotten my bag and portable charger. Frantically I tell the teacher about my bag, but she turns away and ignores me. I jump up and am about to turn and run out of the plane to get my things. But...

I glance to the side and am shocked to see trees rushing past the window, blurred. The plane is already racing through the field and I didn't feel a thing. It tilts up, about to take off.

Went to bed at 11:14 PM; began lucid attempt at 11:37 PM. Lucid FAILED and woke at 6:20 AM.

I was playing some animal crossing game, and I was at Isabels counter, and she starts explaining about how I could go to some town just to eat some food she already gave me, and that I could eat it here but it's better in friend's towns. I made my villager walk away from the counter and wished that my 3ds friends would play with me.

I was in my kitchen, there were pieces of liver sausage on a plate fresh from the oven, so I start to eat them all. I enjoy the nice livery flavor, [COLOR="#008000"]I realize I should be more full. I decided to finish the plate, it was very crunchy, but had no flavor. I looked around my kitchen, and remembered that I've wanted to bite into the wall for some time now. I found a corner that looked easy to bite, so I ripped a huge chunk off. The paint was flavorless and rubbery, and the drywall felt like cardboard but chalk at the same time so I spit it out. I then started looking for a parrot from a dream I forgot to write here. I looked in my parents room, but it wasn't there so I was going to the laundry room next when I started to feel the fading.[/COLOR]

I was walking down the sidewalk in some ghetto late at night. There was a man sitting on the road right next to the sidewalk. He looked up, and asked me if I had gotten my blanket from prison. This started a long conversation I forgot about, and I was suddenly next to a lakeside house on a discord call with him or maybe a different guy who rambled on and on and the call suddenly switched from my laptop to my phone, and he told me to call him on his channel if I needed help.

Alternate Ride:

My brother has been paralyzed or couch ridden for many years.
I'm in a living room that reminds me of the Dursely's one from Harry Potter. But reversed.
It's similar to how I pictured it during Dumbledore's visit from (I believe) the Half-Blood Prince. Book only scene.
My brother is married, and his wife is on the couch next to him. But it isn't his waking life wife.
My brother starts telling the story of why he isn't with K anymore.
...
We're on a bus now, similar to the travel buses we would ride between competitions in high-school marching band.
K is sitting behind my brother, holding a stuffed animal that he had given here.
The dream indicates that they have already broken up at this point.
K is trying to give the stuffed animal to my brother, but he is so frustrated with her that he won't accept it.

Miles to Meters With Grandpa:

I'm on vacation with my girlfriend's family. Mostly her's, but a few representatives from mine are there too. We are all staying at a large ranch-style home.
Recently I have woken up from a dream and I have my phone out ready to record audio for it.
The dream within a dream I am remembering is apparently a lucid dream, where I noticed my girlfriend sleeping next to me.
She is twitching and making quiet pained sounds. From experience I know this is a nightmare.
After a few tries I successfully wake her up.
So, I want to find somewhere private to record this dream, but there are people everywhere I go.
I walk from the living room, to a hallway, to a den that looks like a room from my ex's Dad's house.
All crowded with people. I make my way outside eventually into the yard.
It's vibrant green, summertime, as typical for my dreams, with some yellow shine effects.
...
I'm in the garage now with somebody that the dream indicates is my girlfriend's Grandpa, but he doesn't look like him.
We're in a car together and parking it by pulling forward into the garage.
He wants me to measure some distance from where we are to the parking spot, so he hits some big square buttons on the dashboard.
There is a digital indicator with a two digit number followed by an "m" for the units that comes onto the dash after he has hit the buttons.
I say outloud that "Ah! That must be miles...oh wait that doesn't make sense...meters!"
I'm worried that I look stupid in front of him...not wanting to embarrass myself in front of my girlfriend's Grandpa.
I ask him why we are measuring this in the first place and he excitedly says "So that we get to hit the buttons!"
This strikes me as odd, so I do a nose reality-check.
I can breathe. This is a dream.
I tell the Grandpa that this is a dream, and he gives me a strange look. Like an "oh shit, you've figured it out" look.
I attempt to transform him for certain experimental purposes, but it doesn't work.


Fragment:

I'm in a mall-like building, in a large diner similar to something like a Coney Island restaurant.
There is a clothing store nearby that, within the story of the dream, I am very familiar with.
It seems that I have worked at this mall for a long time.


Fragment:

I'm with my brother and my girlfriend in the living room. My brother hits my girlfriend. I'm enraged.
I catch her, and then within seconds I've knocked my brother down, without thinking about it.
He tried to defend his action, but I'm not listening. In my mind, he has no excuse.