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Finally!!! Didn't accomplish much task-wise but am grateful for the lucidity.

A tiny restaurant looks larger by way of mirrored walls. Waiting for some friend, check my reflection. I am not myself. 'Maybe dreaming?'. Press fingers through mirror. "Dreaming!"

Stand. Leap through the looking glass into a monstrous, dark cavern. A beast that may be the bastard child of Godzilla and a Balrog, glares, growls, attacks. Retreat backward through the mirror.

Trembling fingers reality check. Dreaming. Clasp hands. Calm. Collect wits and lucidity. Dreaming. Must face the beast. Leap through the mirror, come what may. But there is no cavern, only a courtroom. Victims crowd the jury box. Smug grin greets from the witness stand.

"Oh for fucksake. Did I molest you too?" the witness asks, mildly irritated.

"I don't even know you," I confess... then add, "You will always tell the truth." Inquire about his crimes. He admits guilt, to his own astonishment. I leap, a foolish and over dramatic fling. He and I are face to face. Twist and tear his head from body. It is like tearing cardboard.

"You killed me! You killed me!" echoes his wet, gurgling scream.

Standing ovation from the jury.

Stare the head straight in the eyes. "Stay alive," I command. Toss the trash to the floor.

Now rises panic. Need to escape. No mirrors seen. Calm. Be calm. Think. See my hands stained with sketchy tattoos. Strange. Interesting. Yes. Still dreaming. Find a way out. A door! Rip it open expecting the bastard beast. Instead, a Star Wars like city glitters far below. Exhilaration surges. Leap. Ferocious freefall. Land on a daylit outdoor stage.

"You're going to sing for us!" squeals a someone from behind.

Turn. Two of the jurors are there. They followed? Shake off surprise. "I don't sing anymore." Pace and struggle to remember dream goals. Dream goals. Dream goals. Feel morning creeping nearer.

"This is someone else's dream," Lady stalker states.

"How do you know?" I ask, startled from the silent struggle.

"The smell," Male stalker says, as if its common knowledge.

"Don't you ever smell where you are?" Lady asks.

"No." I feel weird about this conversation.

"Smell now," Lady commands.

Inhale deeply. Smell nothing. Wonder about sensations. Search for a swallow of this dream. Stalkers follow chattering about the importance of smell. Lose lucidity while wading through the concert swell.


Team Robot - Spring Competition 2025

Silverlight:
I have a false-awakening at the previous house I was renting [1a].
Out of habit I do a nose-RC and I become lucid.
I noticed that my vision was dark, so I start trying to stabilize the dream.
I recall that I memorized "EV" as an acronym to help me remember what to do.
From the edge of my memory: Engage. Verbalize. EV.
So, I start rubbing my bare hands and feet against the carpet and walls, saying "I'm rubbing the carpet, this is a dream."
"I'm rubbing the walls, this is a dream."
"I'm rubbing the carpet, this is a dream."
Fortunately for me, my vision comes back. It worked [2].
I go out into the living room and I see my lost passed away Grandma M walking by.
I don't engage with her, but we do make eye-contact. I remark to myself how strange lucid dreaming is.
Stabilization continues, like I'm a weirdo rubbing and chanting.
I start trying to remember what my goals are. I recall that one of them is to "will text into something specific."
So I start looking for text somewhere in the house.
I find an odd clock-like structure on the wall with painted calligraphy words on it instead of numbers.
I look at it, and the words are nonsense to begin with.
I pick a random one, look away, think about the word "ass", wait a moment, and then look back.
It has changed into another nonsense word.
I try the same process again, and this time it works. I see "ass" in fancy light blue calligraphy lettering on the clock [3].
Check. What else should I do? Eating is worth points I think?
I go to the kitchen looking for food. I find the fridge, but there is a couch partially blocking the door. My brother is sitting on the couch.
I force the fridge door open anyway, knocking away the couch [4].
I find a plastic container with some strawberries in it.
I think that maybe it will be cold and hurt my teeth, but I eat it anyway [5].
It tastes like nothing, not even cold. To be fair, I wasn't really focusing on it, so maybe that is why?
Goals? What were they?
...
I false awaken, but I catch it with a nose-RC. [1b]
Back to it. EV.
There's a brief scene with some naughtiness in the bedroom and living room, but I will leave out the details.
I proceed back to the living room area, and this time I see my long passed away Grandpa R.
I wave and say hello, and he vaguely acknowledges me, looking up and waving his hand [6].
I have a few more cycles of false awakenings, but I eventually remember that one of my goals is to travel to Silverlight (location mentioned by a DC in another LD).
I remember the fridge from earlier and decide that it will be my doorway.
I think about a forest on the other side of the door and open it.
No luck.
I try again, and this time it is definitely a fridge inside, but there is a purplish glow at the back.
I decide that, this time, I'm not taking no for an answer.
I run into the fridge, contorting my body to fit. Super cramped.
I push through, forcing a dream transition.
The next thing I know, I'm trapped, feeling claustrophobic, floating in water.
I can see daylight leaking through the gaps in the door hinge.
Fighting for my life, I smash my way out and get on top of the fridge.
Looking around, I'm in a river in a forest clearing during the day. Mission accomplished [7].
There is a medieval looking army camp straight ahead.
I see goblins and humans are in some sort of battle.
I notice that as I look around, there is a symphonic film soundtrack playing in the background.
It evokes a sense of wonder that matches and amplifies what I am feeling perfectly.
I notice on my left, there are some Aztec-looking aged steps going up. The were large, about 8 foot high and 10 foot wide per step.
I fly over there to get a closer look as the daylight begins to fade [8].
The steps are large enough that I need to fly a bit to get over them.
I reach the top and realize this is a defensive-sniper position.
Without speaking, I think about how I imagined that Silverlight should have had white trees.
There is a man there in military gear. Eyes are covered in shadow, facepaint lines under them.
He responds, as if I had spoken, "Maybe it is called Silverlight because the trees light up at night."
The music, which is still playing, swells in response to this statement. It sounds similar to "The Other Promise" from Kingdom Hearts II.
The swell sounds specifically like 0:50 from this video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9XljBWGrRQ
Kingdom Hearts II: The Other Promise.

https://media.discordapp.net/attachm...80&height=1320
AI Art: Overlooking Silverlight.

As the music swells, the daylight fades completely and all the trees light up as if they have white/yellow Christmas lights on them.
The sight of the lit trees from up above and hearing the music in time with them might be the most beautiful thing I've ever experienced in a lucid dream.
I wake up.

[1ab] Catch a False Awakening x 2.
[2] Reality Check / Stabilization.
[3] Personal Goal: Will text into something specific.
[4] Super Strength.
[5] Eat/Drink Something.
[6] Interact with a Dream Character.
[7] Personal Goal: Travel to Silverlight / Teleport.
[8] Fly.

Tell Me:
I'm at what looks like my current primary doctor's office.
I do a nose RC out of habit and become lucid.
Mark Zuckerburg is there in a lab coat.
I quickly tell him "The next time I'm dreaming, tell me!"
He doesn't react to that.

Fragment:
I've lost lucidity and I'm riding in the back of a bus.
I'm in a futuristic city. Overhead I see a party of people in a flying machine.
The seats are facing each other. It is moving precariously up and down.

Fragment:
I'm riding over water in a Minecraft-like environment.

Fragment:
I'm moving furniture.

The Right Choice:
I'm at my grandma's old condo, the one with the stairs on the left side, with the alcove above and the smaller living room on the right.
I'm in bed with my lead at work's wife, JP. She kisses me, and I ask her if this is OK, she says "definitely not".
I turn her down and leave the bed.

Diving:
I'm on a dive somewhere tropical with an instructor and my girlfriend.
She has gotten lost somewhere dark. There are some logistical barriers between the two dives we are allowed to have.
I'm not allowed to go and look for her until the second dive, which is a long time away.
...
I false-awaken into the hotel room and start recording the previous dream on my phone's microphone.
I need to take a shower, but I can't because somebody is in there.
I went out into the living area, and my girlfriend is getting ready for work.
There are some broken cups and dishes on the floor but she didn't seem concerned.
Back in the sleeping area, and the bed is gone but there is a couch in its place.
I have a phone conversation with an AI that is trying to force me to order pizza.
My dad and brother are there too, with two puppies.
...
I false awake again, and find myself wandering around the living room.
I remember that I don't have time to be wasting, and remind myself that I should be getting ready to go to the badging office.
I realize the situation is odd, and that triggers me to do a hands RC.
I see that I have an extra finger on my right hand. I become lucid.
But the dream is fading fast, and I wake up.

Meditated while attempting WILD, couldn't fall asleep, ended up on my phone until 2AM... The WILD gods are stopping me from LDing...

A trip to the infirmary



I'm a cashier, a man shouts : he hurt his finger (just a small bleeding cut). I call my collegue on the phone, he tells me where the vehicle is to take the man to the infirmary : it's an electric forklift situated in a pallet with other stuff inside. A guy who works here wants to help me take the vehicle off the pallet. Then I'm in the break room, I eat chocolate pieces (easter bunny and some others)

Before my big lucid dream, I was dreaming that my company hired a growth hacker from Scandinavia and rebranded our business to be all pink. She had a lot of pets and her husky liked me. Then a massive tank or something like that rolled through and I went to hide under my bed (bc surprise surprise, every dream takes place in my apartment ).

I woke up, entered sleep paralysis, and witnessed for the first time my desired dream scene LOADING in front of me. It worked like how a printer does - loaded in from the left to the right, and each turn made it clearer and clearer until I was fully in the scene. I was in a beach house. It felt so real that I was disappointed when I did a reality check and realised it was a dream.

I went outside to explore. The garden looked like my parents' garden. Although the dream was stable, I literally licked the brick wall to stabilise myself and it worked. I saw a man in the garden and turns out he was my dream boyfriend (why do my dreams always assign me boyfriends smh). I said hello to him and told him I'd speak to him shortly as I needed to complete my second dream task - partial transformation. I looked in my reflection in the window and saw my skin become more tan and my eyes turn green. Satisfied with that, I needed to complete my third task - teleporting.

However, my dream boyfriend wanted to chat to me and came up to me with some eggs. He started asking me if I knew that his ex cheated on him and I launched into this very deep speech about how you trust someone with no exceptions until they do something then you never trust them with no exceptions. Satisfied, he let me attempt to teleport. I held his hand for moral support and asked him to help me. He was confused but supportive. I affirmed I'd teleport to the void, and I did enter darkness, but really it was just me waking up and seeing the blackness behind my closed eyes.

Image (I was happier than this in the dream but chat gpt is not being cooperative today):

Me and a friend were taking this elevator down. I’m not sure exactly what was going on—maybe zombies on each floor or something. As we descended, the floor numbers actually went *up*, so we started at Floor 1. Floor 1 was pretty easy. The swords we were using cut through the bodies really well—we were basically one-shotting everything. On **Floor 2**, things got a bit more difficult. At some point, we were told that we could go back into the elevator and ride it back up if we wanted to leave. But if we tried a floor we couldn’t handle, we could die and lose everything. So we were a little cautious.

By the time we got to **Floor 3**, it got rough. Zombies (or whatever they were) weren’t dying in one hit anymore. It took multiple strikes, and we had to use teamwork. Things were getting dicey, so we went back up. I think the floor above was a school or something. Later on, my friend told me that we missed a **secret on Floor 3**—a hidden entrance. I went back down by myself to check it out. Before that, I was just kind of walking around. Apparently, we were part of a secret group killing these things, and no one else knew. So it was me and a few insiders—like a covert squad.

While I was doing recon near the elevator, trying to get a sense of how bad **Floor 4** might be, I overheard some goons talking. They were complaining that their floor wasn’t as nice as “the clean room,” which, apparently, was what Floor 3 was. A clean room? Before I went back down, one of my hacker friends was gathering intel. I don’t remember what came of that. Eventually, I found the secret area. It was a really **liminal space**—like an indoor mall with a ceiling painted blue to mimic the sky. It was clearly abandoned. There was a bike there that somehow still worked, even though its front wheel turned in the opposite direction of the handlebars. There was also a longboard, similar to the one I have in real life but with different wheels.

While exploring, I think I found the **leader**. He had this portal ability and was surprisingly friendly. I started asking him questions—trying to figure out his motivations. I don’t remember exactly what he said, but at some point, I thought, *“You know what? That’s so stupid, it’s kind of admirable.”* We shook hands. He didn’t attack or anything. He actually helped me get back home. Apparently, you can drive back home from there—but I think he just **ported me** using his portal rings. Those rings were really cool—purple smoke, and you couldn’t see through them. Kind of like a certain Pokémon’s ability.

I got the impression this guy would beat me in a fight, but his motivations were more complicated than I thought. I even asked him, “Hey, you don’t need to teach me everything, but in a couple of sentences, how do you do the portal thing?” I *really* wish I could remember what he said.

When I got back, I found out some interesting stuff:

- He had lied to me.
- He was actually the father of the girl on my team—the hacker.
- And apparently, he used some kind of Genjutsu ability, but it didn’t work on me because I wasn’t present when he activated it. I remember thinking at the time, “There’s no way to know if anything he said was true, but then... why be so nice to me?"

Now that I think about it... that guy was Aizen from Bleach. I’m not sure if he created the zombies—or whatever we were fighting. Honestly, I don’t even know if they *were* zombies. Just... things we were slashing. Bad people? Question mark?

I'm at a small airport in some kind of tropical place. I'm leaving to go back home and trying to find the correct gate for my flight. Everything is fixed, that is, each gate is set permanently for where a flight is going to and have the city names printed on placards above each one. The airport is also divided into different sections for different airlines. I walk to the section where I came from but it's not the correct place for me now since I have a layover somewhere else going home.

All right, here we go. Only non-lucids, I fear.

1. This squirrel would hang out with us. Some sort of magical enchantment or technology had caused him to be able to talk with us. He talked and pretended to not be able to around strangers. He would also steal your sweets as you were eating them.

Now, if another animal was reported to be able to talk, he would be extremely skeptical about this. Like nope, I'm the only talking animal around here.

2. Hypnagogic imagery. After waking up in the middle of the night and starting to fall back asleep, my brain repeating the following phrase: "We don't need to have the perfect family to talk. We just need a pair of tongs." It was accompanied by the sound of someone clicking tongs together.

Oddly ominous. Or maybe I was just hungry for BBQ.

3. Illegible/gibberish. I fear I'm not gonna be able to count that.

4. Illegible/gibberish. What happens is sometimes when I am really tired waking up at night I think "no I must record!" and so I do but I fall asleep and my hand keeps writing gibberish. Well, it was worth a shot.

Recalled 3 dreams last night!

Dream one
I was in my apartment and one guy had also moved in because it was somehow legal for other people to buy part of your house without your permission and move in. I was angry that I had to be around someone constantly because my place is small, and I had to be super clean and do all the chores immediately to not get judged. I didn't even talk to him I was so mad. People were staring at me from the balcony across my place. Eventually we started chatting and became friends. It turned out he was a lyricist for Katy Perry lmao.

Dream 2
Again my apartment. I was listening to a track and made fun of it for sounding like it was made in Garageband. Then my cat spilled ketchup everywhere and scared me.

Dream 3
Some crazy man abducted me in my own apartment with his cat (which turned out to be my own cat) and told me we can only leave if we use a method of "spirulization" which involved using cones and spirals. I made my two cats a cone to drink water out of. We somehow manage to leave with a bunch of other people but he says he'll shoot us if we call the police or my dream boyfriend. It also turns out said dream boyfriend was a real estate social media influencer.

Dream fragment
I was going through people's instagrams from my old school and saw a post from 2016 even though it would've been 2011 at the time and it was of a song someone made in Spanish class.

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All these dreams set in my apartment and I still didn't sus out I was dreaming!

some things happened before that I don't remember. At the same time, however, this happened.
Me and other family members, like my brother, were creating a "modified human" (I don't know how to say it better), increasing his stats beyond measure. His stats, in fact, were quite high: resistant to practically everything, super strength... things like that. We kept him in a closed place, quite isolated, where he spent the rest of the day. In this place there were also other people, always with super powers but certainly much less dangerous than the first. He reminds me a lot of Accelerator from ToAru, both for his appearance, his behavior and his disproportionate strength; so I will call this patient "Ac".
I and the others were quite worried about the behaviors that Ac could have taken, also because probably no one would have been able to stop him.
It was night, and they were all sleeping. Me and two other people (including my brother) were in the lab, which could be reached by stairs (the shape of this structure is almost the same as the gym I go to irl) that also led to the sleeping area. Ac was there, but I felt like something had gone wrong. I started to get seriously worried. And sure enough, after a while of staring into the darkness, he arrives. Here is a quick timeskip, which brings the dream to when my brother was already physically blocking Ac on the way down. He had already thrown him to the ground and was trying to hold him while he tried to inject him with something.
At this point, everything goes black. The light was on, so I should have been able to see. But the dream was blocking me. At this point, given the strange things that were happening + this blocking of vision, I realized that I was dreaming. I had realized it, but I was unconsciously continuing to follow the plot of the dream.
I had to help, I had to do something. But I couldn't get this black out of my vision.
I started to get really angry, also because it happened in other lucid dreams. I didn't want it to happen again. I started to scream, putting my hand on my face. "THIS IS MY DREAM! I DECIDE!". I kept repeating these words, but the dream didn't change, and this bothered me even more. I couldn't take it anymore. In the meantime I moved to the left, trying to reach my brother who was fighting.
The more time passed, the angrier I got.
"I decide what happens!!!". I started to see something, some kind of object with different control parameters in the corner where I had arrived. I kept feeling a strong anger inside me. Words can't describe the anger I was feeling.
Finally, without realizing it, I started to see.
I go to help.
I knew Ac was incredibly strong, but I had to do something anyway. I held him by the shoulders and pushed him down, maintaining a constant strong pressure. In the meantime Ac was screaming, threatening us, grimacing, getting angry... but I couldn't let go for any reason. I turned to my brother, who was making the face of someone who was seriously trying hard. In those moments, a Gui appeared that presented some of Ac's stats, in particular those on resistance. We had made sure that he was resistant to several things, including Clash Royale cards. For example, there was resistance to the Rocket at maximum, like 9999, and the same thing for another card. From there I understood even better how strong Ac was. He tries to get up, but I manage to throw him back down. I see my brother take a syringe to inject him with something (I thought it was to make him even stronger, even if logically it had to be something like a sedative to block him). Ac, knowing this, gets even angrier and wriggles even more ferociously. He says "No, not that..." and in the meantime he was smiling; he was practically threatening us. He tries to get up again, but I stop him. I turn to see the injection. With his right hand he inserts the needle into Ac's left leg (?).
It's all over.
Some time has passed since this unplanned event happened.
I was still in the lab, but this time with my father. Obviously the topic of conversation was Ac's rebellion. I tell him how his stats were at the maximum. Apparently my father had doubts about this experiment, and I had just given him a reason to complain. He says, in fact, that it was too dangerous. After this sentence, I start to think.
When that accident happened, I was managing to block Ac with my strength. This meant that I was also very strong, in the worst case scenario a little less than Ac. I thought about this thing proudly, because I had blocked a monster.
I also kept thinking about the accident. What if it had happened again?

Nicks
Through crush of booze riddled bodies make our way to the Motley Crew. Front row for the show is suddenly Stevie Nicks. Concert cancelled. Stevie reappears and roams the crowd for causal conversations. Though not a big fan it is still a thrill to speak with some famous singer.

Science Center
Sometimes student. Sometimes chaperone. Through a science center we stream. Linger in robotics with a feeling of unfinished business but pressed, we move on. In the weightlessness room we leap, soar, softly sink to the floor over and over again.

Fragment: A wolf circles a cluster of people attempting to fend it off. Sometimes I am the cluster. Sometimes I am above.

CnR
Can not get to Gil and Cris waiting for their ride. My car is unfindable in an endless field of others. Only after they scatter do I see my car. Finally get to Chris and Gil, who are watching a man argue with his shadow. Intrigued, I watch along.


HI (post WBTB)
A toddler sister runs into view and soundlessly laughs

Hair Doings
With gentle affection Deb tends each daughter's hair. When brushed they rush to sit aside me as I spill stories spit between fairytales and dreams. She combs pink dye through one child's hair. It is streaky and sloppy. Check my hair in a mirror to see I'm waring Bilbo's hair from the other night dream. A half assed inclination to reality check passes, overshadowed by the urge to fix the monstrosity living atop my head.

Fragments:
-Tin and Kayji sell food at some dusty, roadside market. Kayji is angry that the dollar store treats outsell her from scratch baked good.
-A very large dog strolls past and when I wonder if it is a wolf, wake.


Team Robot - Spring Competition

I’m at a long table with a group of people. This…looks like a dream…I’m lucid.
I stand up. “I’m lucid, guys”. I begin to fly away, but the visuals darken rapidly. I continue to raise, making sure that I”m still in flight. I figure I should phase and then teleport out. I soon find what appears to be a wall, yet there aren’t any visuals, so it’s difficult to tell. I go to void an imagine the next scene. I appear in a new area as lucidity wanes.

4/15/25 (1 point)


Fragment 1 (0.5):

There is a cake, or a pie. Lots of whipped cream on it. People are getting pied in the face.

Fragment 2 (0.5):


My grandfather's oxygen tanks. He has been tired lately, and I see that his oxygen is not hooked up. I think maybe that's why he has been so tired.


4/16/25 (1 point)

Dream 1: Airport mall (1 point)

I’m with some people, in a sort of mall-like place. We stop somewhere, and I see that nearby is a kiosk where some people from India or another part of Asia have been taking pictures and filming things to put online. I think they are somewhat popular on the internet. I want to go over and look more closely, but there are clear plastic sheets hanging from the ceiling as a sort of partition. There are low openings in the partition, that I could duck through. I make it to the other side, seeing that there are other people there. Then I get the idea that I’m not supposed to be there. It’s like an air force base, or an airport on the other side of security. I try to find a way back to where I was without getting in trouble. I succeed in this, by going through a door nearby (which might lead into a coffee shop).

4/17/25 (17.5 points)

Fragment 1: Worms (0.5 point)

There are some large worms somewhere. I’m standing there, seeing them.

Dream 1: Christmas and the First of the 3-Step Tasks (Lucid) [17 points]


I stop in to a store. They sell a variety of items there, and I like to visit them around Christmas. I tell them so, and it seems that I have been stopping there quite frequently. I think I leave this store, and start going somewhere. I might be following some people in cars, or something. We go down towards maybe a restaurant, and are either looking for a place to park or are trying to follow a road that goes this way. It seems kind of difficult to get through. I think I turn around at some point, and find myself moving along straddling a screwdriver as though it were a flying broomstick. Remembering previous lucid dreams, I think perhaps I can fly on this. At this point I realize that I have been assuming that I am dreaming, somehow becoming spontaneously lucid without realizing it, I guess [+ 10 points]. I think about the competition, and whether or not I should fly. I think instead I should focus on the 3-step task. My first step was to “interact with a DC”. I reach out and grab some nearby woman by the shoulder and say something like “hey, how’s it going?” She turns around [+2 points for interaction, +5 points for first of 3-step task], but then I start to lose the dream (or think I’m losing it anyway).

4/18/25 (18 points)

Dream 1: Miller Hall (1 point)

Walking along a college campus from a school I went to. I come across a building that in waking life was torn down several years ago. Apparently, they haven’t torn it down yet, and are letting people take things from the building. I go inside, mostly to see the place where I had some of my first classes as a Freshman. They seem to have changed it around a little, with the classrooms opening into the main hallway area, which is pretty wide. The hallway area has pew-like benches lined up for people to sit in. I go to a room to my right, I think (where, years ago, they were giving away a lot of geologic specimens). There are a bunch of wood and glass cases – small, maybe two or three times the size of a cigar box, and opening from the top. People are carrying these out. I ask what they are doing with them, and they say they will just throw them away if nobody takes them. These look like antiques to me, and are nice looking anyway. Some of them have old books in them. I am told we can take whatever we want from the building. I think that it will be fun to “loot” the building.

Dream 2: Water (1 point)

I go down to the basement of one of the houses I used to live in. There is water coming out of a kind of pillar. I think that this might somehow be related to God, maybe. Something about an apostle in the New Testament being washed, and this is the kind of water one could be washed in. I get the feeling that one could be made holy by this water. I start splashing myself with it, and then stand under it. But then it seems that this might just have been a shower installed in the basement. My Dad is around somewhere.

Fragment 1: Hospital Visit (0.5 point)

My grandfather is in the hospital. Family is going to visit him. I can see them – my aunt, I think, and a bunch of kids – on a digital picture frame or something.

Dream 3: Snake on a leash (1 point)

Some kind of class. We go out to do things in a large valley/drained lake. They don’t want us to get too far away, but they don’t mind if students are being carried by large birds. I have one of these large birds, but as I go it becomes a snake. The snake goes pretty fast, and seems to glide sometimes. We go along the hillside and I think this might lead into another dream scene in which I’m supposed to be photographing a woman in different locations. She goes down into a sort of pool of water, and I’m supposed to stand on a hill or balcony above her and take pictures. I’m having difficulty adjusting the camera so that it will photograph her, and I get the idea that I’m not supposed to change the setup of the camera. I move closer to the edge and try to angle the camera down, but then some sort of dignitary shows up. I think there are a bunch of people too, and they all block my view. Eventually, I go down to where the woman is, making my way through a sort of gym to get there. I set up the camera there. This seems to be a really sketchy photo/film studio. People appear to be filming pornographic scenes around us. We carry on as though this is normal.

Dream 4: Climbing (1 point)

Trudging through mud, speculating on how they must make boots that enable people to walk through deep mud, since people apparently have done it. I get to the base of a steep hill/cliff, and start climbing up. Someone is dumping old cars down the hillside that I have to avoid. He seems skeptical that it is possible for someone to climb up the hill. I have a path figured out though, and when he isn’t dumping vehicles down the hill I make my way up. This appears to have been near where the Lord Jesus was crucified. The guy dumping vehicles thinks maybe that’s how He “got away”. I point out that it would be pretty difficult to take oneself off of a cross and then climb up a mountainside. Not only that, there was a crowd watching, and it seems like someone would have noticed.

Fragment 2: Lucidlet [10 points]

Walking down a hill. Something makes me think I should do a RC, and I try to count my fingers. Sure enough, I get 7 or so on my left hand. I think I become lucid here, but the dream seems to end soon after.

Fragment 3: Painting (0.5 point)

A guy with a large painting on his wall. It’s pretty nice. He himself is an artist, but he didn’t paint this. He does modify it, however. It is a painting of a large Arabic-style door. He paints another door behind it, and himself in between the doors. But the painting of himself is somewhat cartoonish. Then he makes some more alterations, and the door now looks out into a cyberpunk nightscape.

Dream 4: 20’s party (1 point)

I’m doing archaeology in a town. I find a structure, and start flagging it out.

I have obtained an invitation to a party. The invitation appears to be something like three envelopes inside a bag or a larger envelope. This gives me admittance into a party in someone’s house. The party seems to be 1920s themed, and they have a record and record player with 20s jazz music. People are dressed in 20’s attire. I go inside, but I seem to be a little early. This might give me an opportunity to trim my facial hair, so I find a bathroom nearby. There is someone else in there shaving. I find a mirror and start shaving as well. My face has a lot of beard stubble, and as I look closer it seems that I also have daffodils growing out of my face. But when I look again I mostly just look like I have some beard stubble.

Dream 5: Thrift Store Meeting (1 point)

Walking through a thrift store near where my grandmother lives. I decide to go check out the bargain section, and then head to another section. I think I’m looking for games. On the way, I see the headmaster from my old high school. I don’t know if he recognizes me, and I kind of awkwardly try to avoid him while wondering if I should get his attention. Then I hear my brother, and realize that they are together. We end up meeting. The headmaster seems to be carrying fragments of a broken mug. We get to talking, and he seems to want to direct me to a job opportunity. But it’s not a temporary job, he says. The job has to do with a married couple in the Philippines. They might want a married couple to hire, actually. My mother shows up, and we aren’t sure if the headmaster is trying to fix me up with a girl from the Philippines with this job opportunity. I’m looking at pictures of this, and there are other pictures. I think I’m hoping my mother won’t think I’m just looking at women on a dating site.

Fragment 4: Gas (0.5 point)

A man and a woman were sharing a bed (not sure they were a couple, they were just in the bed). The woman is sitting on the edge of the bed, and the
man has just woken up. Apparently he has passed gas, and it was so bad that he woke himself up and drove the woman out of bed.

Fragment 5: Spaceship (0.5 point)

Something about a spaceship. It might be under attack. I think it’s a video game, and I leave it for a while and then come back to find that the ship is OK. It had been going really fast – way too fast, I guess.

Dream:
I'm on the back of a motorcycle, Ruben is driving. At some point a turn doesn't work out and we glide farrr. Ruben ends up getting electrocuted by some pole he falls at and pisses on himself???? to stop the electrocution?? I kinda try to get him away from there without touching him. Later Im at my dorm but I have a balcony now there's a party right next door I talk with those people I know some from uni. And a friend of mine is down on the street talking to them from there.

Frag:
Something about a party going to happen in my house. There's this girl for some reason I seem acquainted with.