dream fragment

Finally got time to type this up. Great news, a couple days ago I was telling my friend S how to have a lucid dream, and that very night they had their first one! I feel so accomplished

Night 3

Dream #1 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: Taking something similar to IB tests, but all of them combined.

Frag2: Screenshotting A's (illegible) vdeo a bunch of times. Laughing really hard.

Woke at 3:10 and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
Incredibly stressful dream. I was doing the SAT again, but it was online at home and I couldn't log in. I was very distressed over this for some reason, screaming and crying and hitting myself, but no one cared. In fact, my parental units scornfully dismissed and perhaps even blamed me.

I continued crying until 8:00 pm when time was up. The distribution of my time spent on each section popped up on the screen, even though I had been stuck on the sign-in screen the whole time. I screamed that my parents didn't care about or understand me and my mom was like, "Oh, you think you have misunderstood problems? Do you wanna hear my problems?"

I said yes and she grabbed Nile's ear and stabbed her fingernail into it [I actually saw a mark there IWL the day before]. I shouted in shock, grabbing her wrist to stop her.

Later I posted online about my "panda" in Japanese and someone was confused; I explained that Nile vaguely resembled a panda. 4:20 WBTB.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
I was telling people about my SAT dream, in an apocalyptic world with J and some random guy and eventually my ex. The random guy kept messing with my Chromebook, saying it was "cruel" of me not to charge it for him. He was annoying but manageable, so we didn't get rid of him. At some point we went out to find something and left a note so he wouldn't freak out.

Later texted a Japanese friend on LINE, who said he would show me his "last place" in volleyball. 7:35 WBTB.


Dream #4 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: Post-apocalyptic world where I was worried about my dreams. Grades were involved somehow. Talking about someone's mom and the difference between two things.

Frag2: Got an ad claiming Wattpad caused hair growth, tiredness, blurry eyes, poor posture, et cetera. Drugs "more prone to coffee-vomit," according to Wiki. Searched something up on YouTube. This dream was so unhinged. 8:10 WBTB.


Night 4

Dream #1 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: Someone hated bubbles, tried to be eco-friendly by discovering them online(?), but got mocked instead. Pre-K teacher with 76 students tried to defend them, and the one doing the mocking said "Scary." (She was kind of a Karen).

Frag2: I was sifting through worn-out books from my dad's generation to find the meaning of life. 4:00 WBTB.


Dream #2 (Fragment):
Person was trying to share their interests but kept getting shut down. 5:00 WBTB.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
Dramatic story about a kid who was separated from his mom at a very young age and never grew taller. He made friends on a snowy mountain by grabbing their sled and hopping on. Later he found out his mom was alive (I, as the NEO, was unimpressed with this development). They exchanged souls for a short time; hers resided in a horse tail, and his in a candle.

A day passed and I became him. I'd grown taller, but she couldn't even tell! Z also invited me to play Minecraft to grind for something, as it was the last day of an event. 5:30 WBTB.

After that I kept drifting off and waking up again every 10 minutes. Had multiple dreams about alarms (there were none) and false awakenings. In one of them Z forced N to get up and come downstairs with him, but when I woke up N was in bed and Z wasn't even home. It was incredibly realistic, so I was surprised. Had to get up for school at 6:15.


Night 5

Dream #1 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: Featured a celebrity named Awami, whom people were absolutely obsessed with.

Frag2: Left my my books in a classroom.

Frag3: I was in a class doing activities, one of which was to make new friends. I joined a group of three, and another person came over to ask questions. When they left I said, "Sayonara and congrats, you now have three friends." 4:20 WBTB.


Dream #2 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: A girl was writing a positive energy book.

Frag2: In my house but more apocalyptic. There was a strange dog on the steps, and I encouraged it to sniff me. This dream was really long but I couldn't quite remember it Woke at 6:15.


Night 6

Dream #1 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: A and I had different (illegible). I tried to show how the traits we shared should mean we shared that too but (illegible).

Frag2: At some point we were sitting in class, and at another point J and I were in a car, and there was some BL plot, then it was my (illegible) and I was like "I don't needa park I'm a safe driver" or something and J called me an idiot.


Dream #2 (Lucid):
Plot1: Was in something similar to a program I did over the summer. Some girl put makeup on me, much to my discomfort, and for some reason there were clothes on the table. When I got home, two nerds were in the process of leaving when my mom asked them about signing up for colleges not listed on Common App. In response they gave her a HUGE booklet, like the size of It by Stephen King.

Plot2: L sent a pic of me floating upside down in the air on my bike. I assumed she edited it and responded with something vaguely depressing.

Plot3: There was a tick on my stomach. I asked my mom to get it off for me, but it crawled off, apparently not having bitten yet. (Though it was engorged and there was a dark spot on my skin). I chased it in the dark, asking, "Should I kill it?!"

She said yes, so I raised a fist, but then she shouted for me to stop because it would run away (it was surprisingly fast). The whole time I had been wondering why she was acting so weird, and right before the dream dissolved from stress, I thought, "Oh, I see. This is a dream." Unknown time WBTB.


Dream #3 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: Was looking at a painting of a girl about to punch another girl, but deciding not to because she didn't want to bloody her fists.

Frag2: The world was ending. That's all I remember. Woke at 6:15.


Night 7:

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
When I woke from this dream, it felt like I had been asleep for years. Doctors were murdering part-time workers, lighting their hats on fire. One seemed particularly without empathy, and I liked her.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
Possible side plot about boy and girl riding a train.

Main plot: I was doing SAT work. My mom said I had to finish it in one day; she kept nagging me. Walking home from school, I saw a bunch of Ramune marbles and picked them up. My car passed by, my familial unit going on a trip without me, so I had to run after them by foot.

When I finally caught up and found them in a cave-like area, I yelled, "Why do you always drive away without me?! I had to run to catch up!"

Z just made fun of me, so I turned around and left without saying a word. I hopped some stones across a river and climbed a short rock wall, my mom chasing me from behind.

"You need to do your work," she said when she reached me. "What you're doing right now doesn't look like work. If you score in the top 10, you can go to a good college. Why is a passing score so low… 3.5 GPA is acceptable in this country!!!" With a manic smile on her face, she started banging her head against the wall.

"Stop! Stop!" I yelled. "There are 330 million people, of course the average isn't going to be that high! Stop banging your head!"

She turned around and started talking about work again, and I sobbed, "Why do you hate me?!" trying desperately to control her with the NEO, but it wasn't working. It's only with this tyrant version of her that it is completely ineffective.

She grinned sweetly. "Because you inspire me [to hate you]."

Woke at an unknown time. After that I had another dream, but I don't remember it at all.


Night 8:

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
I don't know how, but I went to sleep at 12:00 a.m. and woke up at 12:20 a.m. with a dream. I would think it's REM rebound, but it's not like I'm sleep deprived. Well, I guess I am compared to the amount I was getting over the summer. I don't know.

I was in the basement with Z, and he mentioned something that made me want to watch a horror movie. With a grin hiding his fear, he said, "Leave, then!"

"You leave!" I shot back. Woke at unknown time and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
Plot1: I was with K and J. Something they said upset me, so I went quiet. They were trying to (illegible), so I went to S's house, perhaps planning to do work. I stood there not intending to go in or even knock, but I was spotted and they opened the door. Nile ran out for some reason, but I caught him.

In the parking lot a little girl was being bullied by an older boy—I think he had stolen her basketball/football. Nile was barking at them so I let him go. (Actually, it was only implied I let him go; this scene instantly changed from one to the next.) He barked at the boy and freed the ball, then lay down all cute for the little girl.

Plot2: I was a writer for some weird publishing team. S was in a different one and I found their book online. It featured me committing suicide and was rated "the least printed book of the year."


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
Not apocalyptic, but there was some "vegetable disease" going around. We also had another dog who looked exactly like the beanie baby Spunky (which J gave to me a couple days ago); it was really attached to me. I think there was a third dog as well.

At some point my mom came home and got a scratch on her finger which I could feel (it hurt), but she didn't seem to be infected.

Somehow our room caught on fire so I ran in to grab my valuables, then came back downstairs to get Spunky. My mom picked it up by the nose, which I yelled at her for. I wasn't allowed to go to S's house but I think I went anyway. On the way there I heard a radio show about covid and illness myths, that it's not your fault and that washing your hands isn't counterproductive.

It was about 8:00 now, and until 9:30 I would keep waking up every 5 to 15 minutes.


Dream #4 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I attended a meeting for aromantics.


Dream #5 (Non-Lucid):
Searched up information about the veggie virus, apparently it was a specific plant from India that could only kill you if you touched it. So, if I wanted to, I could safely walk around outside. (Was asleep for 15 minutes.)


Dream #6 (Non-Lucid):
Apocalyptic world, we were in a strange house watching an enormous floating keyboard blot out the sun. Went inside when it got dark, I sang a song to "fill" the room.

Someone started knocking on the door and I knew it was a killer (vaguely lucid?). He was trying to stab through the door, so I stabbed through it as well, impaling him multiple times, but he kept recovering. I NEO-summoned Omori and the killer "accidentally" hurt him and, devastated over it, left.

Suddenly I woke up (FA) inside another strange place, wondering if it was a double illusion and I had hurt someone on my side as well. Then I woke up for real. (10 minutes.)


Dream #7 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Searching the library for books on the veggie virus. [I don't know why the veggie virus was in so many of this night's dreams.] (7 minutes.)


Dream #8 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Someone invented a device that improved circulation, with numerous other health benefits. (5 minutes.)


(Another fragment, but it's completely illegible so I won't count it.)


Dream #9 (Non-Lucid):
False awakening. Rooted through my bed, which was cluttered with boxes for some reason. I found three missing headphones and a bunch of Nerds candy, among other things.


Dream #10 (Non-Lucid):
J and I went to our old teacher Ms. B for advice; something about our birthdays. I only remember her saying that parents should use both punishment and reinforcement techniques on their children.



Points:
Night 3:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Dream (x4) - 4 points
Previous sum: 43 points
Sum: 49 points

Night 4:
2+1+.5+1
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - .5 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Dream (x2) - 2 points
Previous sum: 49 points
Sum: 53.5 points

Night 5:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Dream (x2) - 2 points
Previous sum: 53.5 points
Sum: 57.5 points

Night 6:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Dream (x2) - 2 points
DILD - 10 points
Previous sum: 57.5 points
Sum: 71.5 points

Night 7:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Dream - 1 point
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - .5 points
Previous sum: 71.5 points
Sum: 75 points

Night 8:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Dream (x7) - 7 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x3) - 1.5 points
Library Theme - 5 points
Sum: 15.5 points
Previous sum: 75 points
Comp total: 90.5 points

Pre-WBTB

Fragment
Frieza from Dragonball Z is at a Home Depot store.
Recorded at 5AM, at the beginning of sleep cycle 5.

WBTB

During my 10 minutes of wake-time, I planned what I would do if I had a false awakening at my home. After taking the 8mg Galantamine and using the bathroom, I walked down the hall doing my series of reality checks. Then I rubbed my hands together. I also decided I should interact with the environment in some way, so I licked the wall. Yep. Gotta commit man. I wander around the house a bit, and decided I should find ways to teleport to the forest (step one of "The Plan"). I decide that I will summon an image of a forest on the living room TV and then step through it. Path forward established and my 10 minutes spent, I was content to lay down in bed. I tossed around for awhile and thought about just about every current life problem I have. Maybe I was too awake. After what felt like forever, I finally drifted off. No WILD though unfortunately.

Post-WBTB

Seeking The Elusive Fantasy Forest™
I'm waking up in my bed, and I immediately think to check for a false awakening.
I can breathe through my plugged nose.
I'm dreaming!
I decided to cycle through some more RCs just in case.
I look at my hands, and I have far more than five fingers on each hand. Yep. Dream.
I tried to see my nose on the left and right sides and I can. So according to that check I am awake.
To be fair I've never done that RC before so I didn't really know what to expect.
I default back to another nose-plug RC and I can still breathe. Definitely dreaming.
I recalled my plan from the WBTB prep, so I rubbed my hands and licked the wall. Yep.
It tasted like the real wall. Like paint.
I then find myself back in bed. Another false awakening.
I repeat the RCs, but this time my vision isn't quite coming to me.
I try to will my eyes to work. Nope.
I say "Heal my eyes!" It works a little bit. I say "HEAL MY EYES TIMES 1000!" It works a bit more.
This goes on for some time, and I'm getting annoyed.
I recall another technique where I "take off glasses I didn't know I was wearing".
I do this and clarity improves a lot.
Eventually my vision stabilizes to the point where I can focus on other things. Like my goals.
I can recall "The Plan" in it's entirety. Step one is to teleport to the fantasy forest.
I wander over to my living room, which now resembles a mixture of my actual living room and my friend M's.
My girlfriend S is there on the couch. I decide to play it cool and not tell her this is a dream.
Instead I say "Oh hello! How are you? I'm going into the TV now!"
I don't recall actually going through the TV, so I may have wandered away.
...
I find myself lucid in the garage later. I'm looking around for the Elusive Fantasy Forest™.
I look down, and hope that when I look up, the forest will be on the other side of the open garage door.
Nope.
Vivid green grass and neighborhood. At least that is consistent. It looks similar to how it did in my previous lucids.
I checked around the garage some more, looking for a door or something else I can use to teleport.
I find a storage cabinet and try to teleport Narnia-style, but no luck.
I lose my focus for a bit, and I end up walking out of the garage door and preparing to fly.
I kick off the ground hard and take flight. I specifically notice that my right leg doesn't hurt as I jump (In waking life I am recovering from surgery so jumping is normally out of the question).
I zoom around and enjoy the view. The grass looks even more vivid from up here. It takes on a pastel-like painting aesthetic.
As I take in the view I come to a realization.
There is nothing other than vivid green grass and dots of homes that look like legos from this high up, for as far as my eyes can see.
Maybe the reason I can't find my forest is because this entire goddamn dream-plane is a neighborhood.
I zoom around some more, and find myself using air-swimming to control finer turns. Haven't tried that before.
Also unusual, I land without losing lucidity. I remember that I still need to try this stupid teleporting thing.
I'm back at my garage now and I remember reading a tutorial somewhere on DV about "scrolling the world".
So I raised my hand as if I was about to swipe the world like an image in my phone pictures gallery, not really expecting this to work.
Except, against dream-rules, it does work despite my negative expectation. The entire world, my current view of it anyway, swipes to the left, and a new image slides in from the right, teleporting me somewhere new.
But of course, not the elusive Fantasy Forest™.
I see a big, vivid, blue ocean in front of me. The waves are almost caramel-like. They move too slowly. In other words, their viscosity is higher than it should be. They crash down lazily.
My family may have been there too, I can recall my Dad being present for sure.
I briefly consider exploring the bottom of the ocean because who knows what my brain would put there!
But I ignore the ocean and my family: I am on a mission dammit!
I turn to walk away from the ocean and I notice it is raining behind me, and there is a forest in the distance.
But then a car drives by in front of it. IT ISN'T A FANTASY FOREST! IT'S A REGULAR PRESENT DAY FOREST!
I start to think about other ways to reach the forest. In particular, I imagined it might be easier to seek out a campfire and go from there.
But despite my best efforts, before I reach the Elusive Fantasy Forest™ I find myself waking up, thinking I should try to record before I lose memory of this dream.
I wake.
Recorded at 7:45AM.

I'm at a house at night with several others, including coworkers. I feel slightly irritated at all the cars that are parked here. One area is covered by electric vehicles of all kinds, Tesla, Rivians, etc...

…/There’re groups of cartoon like fat people with small thin heads, wearing coats. Some of them are wearing big round hats. They’re standing on platforms at different heights. There’s something like a huge tonearm of a turntable switching from one group to another. They follow its inducted instructions and sing along a melody. Some seem not to know the lyrics and start improvising. I don’t like it although it’s not bad the result. I go down to the lower level of the system. I get to the small yard of my grand parent’s house. The couch of the small living room is out there and another sofa. A short haired arrogant looking pretty girl around 20 is laying along the couch, with the head on the coach arm and both legs crossed on the couch back. She’s wearing black stockings, mini skirt, plaid shirt and a jacket. I want to correct her posture without being direct to avoid rebellious confrontations, just by sitting next to her in order to force her to put the legs down. She doesn’t look clean. I don’t want to get too close to her feet, she’s not wearing shoes. I sit and she turns to put her legs on the table in front of the couch. I think: That’s not the best but much better. I ask for a kiss as reward. She’s angry/…

…/There’s something with my dad/…

My daughter slammed the bathroom door when I was recalling the segments of this dream. That blocked my recall while I was remembering more details and lost the rest of the dream

Fragment 1

…/I’m heading to the end of a low illuminated dark brown corridor with dark green doors on the sides. In stead of a wall at the end, there’s a section of a conveyor belt crossing the way from left to right. The corridor is 3 plates of the conveyor belt bright. This part of the corridor is better illuminated with white lights above the machinery.
There are old but well preserved hard cover brown books on each plate and I’m filling the plates with more books to get piles of three books on each plate while the conveyor moves on. I finish to set the piles and turn to do something else to my left. Looks like I’m very concentrated in some task at work/…

I woke up remembering these scene, and wondered if I should consider it as a theme related fragment for the competition, since such books can often be found in libraries. They might come from one, same as they might go there. One way or another must point into that direction. Anyway, I’m constantly handling the main components of a library although I’m not aware of that during the dream. So I think it could score for that. Working with basic components of a library. I could use these books and the conveyor belt under dream control circumstances, to get straight into a library. May be jumping on one of the plates

Then I considered to give it one more try and started to think about the fragment I remembered and fell asleep somewhere in the process

Fragment 2

…/I’m again in the corridor next to the conveyor belt. The sequence unfolds the same until I start to arrange more objects on the first books. This time I see what I’m arranging on them aren’t other books, it’s my folded clothing. And think: “So, they weren’t all books, there were my clothes as well” and put my pants on the old book to see it disappear to my right carried by the conveyor belt/…

Night 3

I didn’t recall any along the day until I opened the refrigerator to see my daughter didn’t buy any other cup of her apparently beloved dessert

…/I open the refrigerator to see my kid brought more cups of the dessert that she didn’t eat for more than a year and are still on the upper corner as a reminder to show her great love for it. I start complaining about that fact with sarcasms/…

Night 4

…/back in my teens, catching up with a friend. He’s talking about his father and how he killed him because of he didn’t want to hear his arguments/…

…/It’s a huge house, I’m walking all around looking for something, possibly recollecting something, not sure. We have to set all in order and there are still two circles left to be finished/…

…/I’m on the street, close to one of the campus of the university of my youth, performing sort of sorcery or ritual with somebody dressed with long hooded clothings. We’re drawing big circles on the floor, with a broom that leaves a line of characters on the floor, turning our body 360 degrees to paint the whole circle with lines that must be perfectly matched in order to have a continuous closed line. It must avoid the evil spirits to come in or something like that. It reminds me an old film about an apprentice that has to spend 3 nights closed in a locked room with a coffin containing the dead body of a witch. I see the signs that form the border of the circle, twist at my will to match their ends. Some characters look like ‘m’s other are just straight lines. I have to finish two more circles of those/…

…/In the kitchen, somebody is washing the dishes and putting them on the dish holder. Turns it downwards and all of the cutlery falls on the floor. I come out of the kitchen and find a coworker is about to get into the bathroom. I stop her to tell something and cannot avoid the impulse to kiss her. She kisses me back and with a gentle push she shows me that she’s in a hurry/…

Fragment
On the Going Merry from One Piece.
The fat pirate lady from episode one is there.
She's talking about a glitch.

After waking up, I attempted a WBTB. I woke up naturally prior to my planned 6 hours at around 5 hours. I took my regular supplements and tried to go back to sleep but I was too awake. My sleep cycle is shot right now, so this result isn't too surprising. I'll try again soon.

I'm back in MeiSEKAI for the first time in a while, with an LD to show off for comp! Unfortunately I don't have time to add much detail to non-lucids >_<

NIGHT 1

Dream #1 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: S was still in Morocco, and J and I seriously shipped Ms. T with a new (false) assistant English teacher. I put their (illegible) together.

Frag2: Checking out colleges but not really? Kind of a blur. Later saw S and mom, she snapped at S to not "act different." Then I (illegible).

Woke at 2:50 and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
Frag1: Ms. T and another teacher kept writing on a board that English and Art were not useless.

Frag2: Dude had a lot of money but was saving it to go on a trip to/with/for the person he likes. He thought it was funny and didn't seem to know why he liked her, but said that she was "relaxing." 5:30 WBTB.


Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Featured an expert on "letter analysis." 6:50 WBTB.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
Plot1: MC ran away from home... actually, he flew away from home, which set off alarm bells in the back of my NEO mind. He stole J & L's dad's car and drove off with their (false) dogs. Ended up in a hotel and kept getting notifications from his 3DS, but didn't wanna respond in case it could be tracked. So he searched it up on his phone, not knowing that phones are trackable.

At some point he looked out the window of his hotel room and saw his classmates(?) on a field trip. One kid spotted him and, for some reason, MC didn't break eye contact. The kid told the group and ran into the hotel, bursting into MC's room, but by that point he'd already flown out the window. He was pursued, and they had a conversation I can't remember.

Plot2: An assassin on the job decided to kill another guy on the side. But when said guy turned the corner, he made eye contact and flashed the revolver at his hip. MC was a bit startled. He pressed himself against the wall so he couldn't be seen from a ledge above, a good thing because moments later revolver guy was standing on it, mimicking a seductive woman's voice to try and lure MC into the open.

Ironically MC's interest was piqued not because he was fooled, but because that was also his method of killing. If the dream had continued, it would've turned into a gay assassin x assassin romance.

Plot3: An evil man was on trial, and a woman stood up to testify. In an NEO-moderated speech she said that even worse than the things he was on trial for, was the fact that he had groomed her teenage son. Everyone clapped and when she went into the back room, she received a bunch of Project Sekai rewards. One of them was a song so obscure it surprised me to the point of being impressed. Woke at 8:29 and had to get up.


NIGHT 2

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was "getting a story" from out of a trash can, both manipulating each other. [I have no idea what I meant.] The videos were mostly ads and extremely generic. I was thinking about cognitive abilities and lucid dreams, hoping they would mention them. 4:00 WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid)
Plot1: A journalist was jumping around trying to capture interesting moments between [stopped writing for some reason].

Plot2: I told my mom I didn't know how to do something, and she started screaming, calling me a pathetic waste of space and an effing idiot and et cetera. I just stood there waiting for her to stop.

Plot3: This was the largest part of the dream but I couldn't quite remember it. A bunch of people were fighting about something on a reality TV show… at some point I told my mom I was recording them to placate her. 5:30 WBTB.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
Very brief yuri plot, teacher x teacher. One of them had the asexual flag tattooed on her palm and was upset about something. Her partner suggested they move out because Japan was too (illegible, but something similar to conservative?). 7:00 WBTB.


Dream #4 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
(Illegible, something about people not taking my advice.) S had to give advice instead, which is ironic. 7:30 WBTB.


Dream #5 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Someone was trying to understand someone else's culture. 8:00 WBTB.


Dream #6 (Lucid):
Plot1: There was a lesbian TV show being played somewhere, and I found one of the actresses in my basement. I told her that I thought the show had been made in the 60s or 70s, but actually it was released in 2022. She told me that the other main lead found a husband and they were no longer in contact, but it was clear she missed her and implied that she wanted us to go find her.

Plot2: I was in the basement talking to my dad, when I saw my dog Nile sitting outside the sliding glass doors. I told Z and he went out to get him, but walked right past, even as he went from puppy- to normal-size. To prank him I brought Nile inside and shut the doors, but he came back with a nearly identical dog in his arms!

"Um, Z, that's not Nile," I said, but they looked so similar I doubted myself. Then another dog appeared and suddenly we were outside in our neighborhood. A glass dome surrounded it, and the grassy part in the middle had become a jungle. We were searching for the dogs that weren't Nile, to return them to their owners. I think I examined floating screenshots to find out that one's name was Riddick.

Other animals were in the jungle as well, and they all had "file names" you could view by focusing in on them. Some were just the name of the animal ("parakeet") but others were more personal ("the weird one"). There was also a gigantic moose walking around.

"I didn't know moose were that big," my dad said.

"I know right? It's scary." I pulled out my phone to take a picture, but paused when it turned in my direction. "Uh, is it…?"

I slowly started drifting away (we'd been flying the whole time), but when it stepped closer, I turned tail and accelerated so quickly it worried me. I could hear its footsteps thundering behind me, so I flew higher and higher, trying to reach a tall tree for cover. But then I saw the glass dome and decided to phase through it like I do in my dreams, which got me lucid!

I kept going, flying as fast as a jet (now that I think about it, this is Advanced Flying, isn't it?), and there were clouds and green fields below me as far as the eye could see, zipping past in a blur. My fear of heights seemed to have disappeared, and I was enjoying it so much that I pushed myself to go faster and faster. At some point I tried to shoot fireballs out of my hands, but it didn't work.

Okay, okay, I gotta think, what should I do for comp? The first thing that popped into my head was three-step tasks, and with some difficulty I remembered "Fly" as my first. Check!

I incorrectly remembered DC Manipulation/Mind Control as my second, so I flew down to the first DC I spotted. She was a young woman in a crop jacket and loose jeans, nose buried in her phone.

I whispered under my breath for her to get on her stomach and crawl, not loud enough to hear. But it was only when I made her want to do it, when I imagined her doing it, that she flopped onto her stomach. Still, she didn't crawl, and I started to worry that it wouldn't count for the competition if she didn't fully follow through. I had the sense that I was short on time.

"Crawl!" I yelled, but she just lay there with an expression of lazy smugness. Again I made her want to do it, imagined her doing it, and she did! She crawled forward! I was ecstatic, but before I could even think about my third task, I woke at 8:30 and had to get up. Pretty successful dream, though, even if it was short and I messed up the task order!

I actually have two or three more LDs to add from my period of inactivity, but I'll deal with them later. Oh yeah, and I filled up another DJ, though my handwriting has gotten much worse since then

Points:
Night 1:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½ point
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3) - 3 points
Sum: 5.5 points

Night 2:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x3) - 1.5 points
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x2) - 2 points
DILD - 10 points
Fly + First Chosen Task - 10 5 points
Advanced Flying - 10 points
Interact with a Dream Character - 2 points
DC Manipulation / Mind Control - 5 points
Sum: 42.5 37.5
Previous sum: 5.5 points
Comp total: 48 points 43 points

Lil sketch:

…/I see a black and white drawing art of a modern house. The paper size is around an A2. It’s hanging on the outside of a building in front of a glass door I have in front of me inside of this building. I see the picture breaking into pieces with the wind while I open the door/…

…/Some coworker pooped on his pants three times, there’s something spoiled in the work place because of it, I’m still confused about the incident. We’re working at night with very low illumination. I don’t get the new distribution of areas. There’s a lot of work taking place changing the distribution of items along the different aisles/…

It’s a very recurrent dream scenario

…/I’m working in a Sorter which is distributing the different media into its respective cells, it’s sort of huge warehouse with 4-5 story buildings inside. I’m getting close to one of the corners of the transport band which is being loaded by people on a platform some levels away to my front. I see the moment when a large thin book gets stuck at the end of one of the curves. The coming articles which are also large books, start to crash after it and get stuck in a chaotic way. It’s starting to be a mess. I run and pull the squeezed book out of its plate, to let the rest of the material flow again. It’s a large light blue book and is ruined on the corner. Looks like it’s a book for kids and it’s too large to be put on the plate of the sorter. I get angry because of somebody intentionally put it there in spite of it was way too large. I walk to the upper levels. I see an ex-girlfriend working there, she looks perplexed. I keep walking some levels up until I find my brother and ask him if he knows where to find our uncle who is one of the auxiliary teachers in the place. He has no idea where to find him. Somebody says he’s somewhere straight ahead, on the top office of one of the buildings which is close to a big yard, where a group of students in sport uniform forming a block are following the instructions of some trainer. I feel like I’m not going to be able to talk right now with my uncle, so I try to figure out who might be the person to talk with about the incident of this book/…

I failed to realize because of the rush, this uncle passed away long ago and his DC sometimes uses to be a dream sign.

The REM rebound is real

The Stylin' Spider Boss
I'm in a Zelda boss arena that reminds me of the Wizzrobe battle in Stone Tower Temple from Majora's Mask.
The boss is a large spider-like creature, and the solution is to shoot it in the eye.
It drops arrows periodically, in case the player runs out.
Later I'm in another Zelda boss arena. This time it is like Stallord's from Twilight Princess, but with a forest theme.
The boss is a spider-like creature, with long spindly legs. It might be the same one from before.
My girlfriend S has painted the legs purple and put converse shoes on the legs.
Zoro from One Piece is resting against the locked boss door, watching the battle.
He's saying something to Usopp, also from One Piece.

Fragment
It's night-time on a modern-military boat.
Jiraiya from Naruto is leaning over the railing on the front of the deck.
Some conversation has just happened, had to do with passing responsibility on to the next generation.

Basement Fort
I'm in a large basement, fully completed. A young boy is using it as his room.
It reminds me of Grandma P's current basement.
The boy has built a fort out of blankets, sheets, and chairs. He reminds me of S's cousin J.
There is a set of locks in the sheets, where the keys would open the door. There are 5 or 6 of them.
My sister's boyfriend N and my Dad are there.
They are hanging out on a large sitting area, with half-circles of leather couches facing a TV.
This section of the basement looks like the one from the home I grew up in.
My brother A has just returned from travel. He is carrying a lot of luggage and seems overbeared.
But he is handling it.
Fun commentary here...my brother has a young boy due any day now. I don't really believe in premonition, but maybe this dream is saying that he will be OK?

Fragment
I'm at a wedding ceremony. Anju and Kafe from Majora's Mask are getting married.
They are thanking me for helping them with jobs around town that got them to this point.
There is another person at the wedding who is trying to have me arrested for meddling.

The Arcade on Top of the Hill
I'm in a big hilly place. There is an arcade-hotel at the top of a large hill.
I'm now at the arcade. Lots of lights and sounds.
I run into Arin Hanson from Game Grumps.
I tell him I'm a big fan and he decides to hang out with me.
We walk around the arcade a bit and then leave through a back-door.
We're outside, back in the hilly area. There is a concrete floor, with a hole and a ladder leading down.
He says we have to go down there.
I tell him I can't because of my knee.
The hole shrinks, such that a person could just barely fit.
I try to squeeze through, but I can't.
I think that maybe using some oil would work.
I remember there is a train I need to catch.
I really am recovering from knee surgery, so I was aware enough to reflect that here.

Fragment
I can recall a fleeting image of a sky palace area, where paradoxically, the hole from the previous dream would lead.

I was dating a bimbo character from a tween sitcom I used to watch when I was in middle school, we pull this prank where we start making out as I finger her in the car during a traffic jam in the highway. We then end up at a reunion of my middle school and we find this hidden room behind the bleachers in the auditorium, but the entire time we're distracted by classmates and such, all whom now grown up and have full-time jobs or do sick stuff like volunteering in Africa or something. Finally, there's a moment where the television sitcom girl and I have a moment to be together during which we have this really mature conversation realising that we're not compatible.
I'm not 100% what the rest of my dream was about anymore but I think something with a DJ gig I had even though I don't know how to DJ.

Dream was in English with the sitcom girl and Dutch with the classmates.

Fragments

…/in 3rd person view, for some reason I’m rolling spaghetti from the floor into rolls of hot clothing. The last one I’m holding has a Rosa cream blouse rolled on it. It doesn’t hold good enough and I start having difficulties to put it back into position/…

…/I’m walking among tended white clothing in an open space in the woods. It’s Halloween time and I think to myself: Of course! It’s Halloween and now they are preparing the white clothing/…

Sleep: I had a crazy weekend, it started with me waking up around 7:30 am on Friday, going to work, then have a dope project I can't disclose yet afterwards until midnight, then with an hour and a half worth of sleep I go to the airport and travel to Manchester, didn't sleep in the plane even though I tried. I stay awake in Manchester for the full 24 hours as I go drinking with my intrrnet friends, and go to an ambient festival from 7 pm until 4 am. I have a few moments where I put on sunglasses and sit down, closing my eyes for a bit. After the festival, without any accomodation, I just stay awake, getting to that hypnagogic hallucination stage, getting to the airport, having some brief 5-10 minute naps followed by some sleep in the plane, to arriving home and sleeping for 13 hours

My friends from high school are sitting outside ln a bench in the snow, arguing about a New Year's themed film featuring Timmy Turner's parents where the dad has an argument with the mom and he replaces the mom with a robot clone and it starts a discussion between my friends about what would be a great ending until one of the friends tells that the discussion is pointless saying it's not possible to have an ending that would please everyone for a story like that.

I ask my friends about their new year's plans, and they told me Tinder date now became Tinder dates because Tinder added a group chat function.

Dream was in Dutch.

I'm in a house full of strangers staying over even though I'm the one actually living there with my family. I go to my room and there's a bunch of blonde Dutch boys I don't know, I angrily scream from the bottom of my lungs that they need to get out of my room. I then feel guilty. Meanwhile I'm preparing to get ready to work from home when two guys get back in the room and have the nerve to start a discussion with me about getting to stay in my room to which I angrily tell them to get out.

I then stare at my room questioning my life as I just got raging mad at two strangers over a job I don't really enjoy doing but have to because I need to pay my bills.

Guess what I had to do when I woke up
Dream was in Dutch

looked through an old dream journal i kept before i found this website and saw this:

6/4/23 (6th of April)
"i was walking down a sunny neighbourhood street with a group of people my age that i didn't recognise. Then i walked off with one of the girls from the group and ended up at her house, asleep in her lap as she watched a video in the middle of the night."

I don't remember this at all, but I thought it was cute :- )