dream fragment

I blame everything on the fact that I spent four hours straight doing my TOK exhibition yesterday Slept at 12 for the same reason.

Dream #1 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
1. Someone saying, "That man will eat anything as long as it's edible."
2. Someone on Dreamviews screaming, "I am from BOLIVIA! BARCELONA! PERÚ!" Then thinking to themselves, Wait, I'm not from any of those places, what am I saying?

My brother woke me up at 6:27. (My 6:15 alarm didn't go off because it unplugged itself.) Can't believe I slept through the whole night...

Points:
Remember a "Full" Non-Lucid Dream - 1 point
Tonight's sum: 1 point
Previous sum: 140.5 points
Comp total: 141.5 points

Yesterday's dreams. Slept at 11:45, little later than usual, but put myself to sleep by mentally replaying my day. (I can never get past brushing my teeth )

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
J and I were assassins, and she was a "star ranking" among them. She didn't work well in parties, though, and at some point we were riding on elephants. Woke at 4:00, DJ and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
My ex and I were in my house's bathroom. I played a Dazbee song cover for her on my Chromebook. (It doesn't exist IWL but it sounded good.)

"You know, Dazbee always keeps her voice at 11 decibels, for profit, so it's hard to hear her sometimes, but it's fine because she sounds heavenly," I rambled.

In contrast to my words, the song was pretty loud, and it made me self-conscious. I tried to lower the volume but it wasn't helping. Ex walked over and inspected the thumbnail, which was a drawing of Dazbee stylized to match the original song. "Her mouth, nose, and eyes all look the same," she said.

I wasn't sure how to respond to that.

Alarm woke me up at 6:15. This is pretty short for a full dream, but I didn't have the sense that anything else happened. No dragons

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream - 1 point
Tonight's sum: 3.5 points
Previous sum: 137 points
Comp total: 140.5 points

Day-time (Nap)

Lucid in the Manor
I'm outside a manor looking place. It’s rainy. I go around the side and find the front door. I open it and it has a Mario Sunshine style doorway to jump into a level. I jump in.
I'm in my living room, but it is wider and has a tall ceiling.
Much bigger than normal. I put my hand out in front of me and starting counting fingers out of habit. Six fingers per hand.
That’s not right…I’m dreaming!
I do a nose RC several times to verify.
I keep my hands out in front of me to look at as a sort of lucid anchor.
I walk down the hall, but my dream starts to fade before I can save it.

Night-time Sleep

The Secret 10th Dungeon
I'm playing Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom. I'm walking on the surface and I get the "new location" HUD text for a new dungeon.
It tells me that it is the Secret 10th Dungeon.
I can see that there is air rising out of nowhere so I jump and activate the paraglider.
It takes me all the way into the Sky with floating structures all around.
I land on a larger structure and the HUD confirms again that this is the secret dungeon.
I'm very excited about this and start to explore.

The Dragon Roost Cup
I see Toon Link (Windwaker Legend of Zelda Style) fly by on some vehicle.
I understand that this is for a Zelda-themed Mario Kart game.
Characters are all riding Sky vehicles.
On the HUD, there is a Dragon Roost Cup title, and others, similar to how Mushroom/Flower/Star cups work in Mario Kart.
Not going to say this counts for Dragon Theme, since it was just a title and reference. Not an actual dragon.
I wouldn't be mad if I'm wrong on this though...

Airship Dining
I'm out for dinner with family. We're walking down the street together looking for a restaurant.
It's a rainy night and my Dad is there with my brother and I.
We are talking about diet, but still decide on pizza.
We come across one, where there is an airship tied down. The restaurant logo is 1800s-ish looking gentleman with tophat.
The quirk of the restaurant is that the airship lands at scheduled times and becomes available for seating, alongside standard ground-seating.
There is a rope mechanic where patrons help secure the airship.

Learning Indian
I'm with an Indian family at a restaurant.
It looks like Snakes and Lattes and we are in the corner we sat in for I's bachelor party some months back.
But the table is oriented slightly differently.
The dad is teaching my girlfriend and I how to speak Indian. He shows me a few words that sound like throat noises.
He tells us that the meaning depends a lot on the pitch and speed of the sound.
I tell him there is a word in my language like that, referring to fuck. The family knows what I mean, and busts out laughing.

Grandma at the County Fair
I'm at a country fair. My grandma is excited to be involved and she is running and jumping and dancing more than someone her age should be.
Sometime later we are watching a video of her at the event at her home later in a closet or tight hallway.

Fragment
There is some kind of infiltration operation happening. Me and another person are approaching an abandoned looking home. Feels very dangerous.

Sexy Rides
It’s sunny out and I’m with my family. I’m married and I have kids. Im standing in front of a large black truck.
It has been painted in non glossy coating and looks dope.
Himawari from Boruto Next Generations is my daughter. She’s asking if me and mom are going to stay together.
SG from WL shows up and I know she isnt my wife. She’s wearing a sexy black dress. She likes the car.
I reflect on marriage and commitments.

Kinda rushing this entry because I have a lot of work to do Slept at around 11:30.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
A circus troupe was holding their own lucid dreaming comp. Woke at 4:20, DJ and WILD attempt.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
There was a "discord pancake" I wanted to eat. It was thick, had its own custom pan, and required nine minutes to cook. I put it in the pan with some broth and waited for it to finish boiling as the clock counted down.

I tried to set a timer on Alexa, but it wasn't working, which stressed me out more than it should have. I went to the bathroom, still holding the pan, and the pancake finished cooking. I didn't care anymore because at that point, I was going a little cuckoo with frustration. I looked in the mirror and laughed maniacally, ignoring the fact that I was freaking myself out. I did a jittery dance, sliding down the wall and cackling into the dark.

The dance ended up rousing me, and when I opened my eyes at 4:50 I was literally vibrating. I'm glad I woke though, because that dream sucked. DJ and WBTB.


Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
A teacher was explaining lucid dreaming to a class of elementary schoolers. Woke at 5:14, and might have had another dream in between this and the next one, but I'm not sure.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
My dog Nile was being cute, sticking out his tongue and yawning and spinning in little circles. I took out my phone to record him. It took a while to load up and I worried he would stop before it did, but in the end I got some good frames.

He picked up a mound of socks and I pointed disapprovingly at him, shouting, "Hey! Drop it!" He did. "Good boy!"

I got a treat from the kitchen and singsonged, "I'll give you a treat so tasty, you'll never forget it again!~"

Woke at 5:55. Jotted it down and attempted WILD, though I didn't have much time left.


Dream #5 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
I had small, crimson hives on my thumb. I went to the bathroom and put ointment on it—the sensation was quite vivid. I was stressed out because I had an important assignment to turn in that day.

(This is in my notes but I have no idea what it means: "Wolves… besee we poor... Felt loyer.")

Later I was in a bunk bed, in a cabin-like building. An elderly dragon lady passed by, wearing bath robes and everything. I apologized for existing and said goodnight. She haughtily said it back and I wondered if she hated me, but thought it unlikely.

Electronic Japanese music started playing and my alarm woke me up at 6:15. Interestingly, my thumb was actually itchy IWL.

———

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x2): 1 point
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3): 3 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
(3 comments - 1 point)
Tonight's sum: 12 points
Previous sum: 125 points
Comp total: 137 points

Didn't have time to upload yesterday as I was busy with friends and schoolwork, not to mention this entry is ginormous! Got some things to explain before getting started:

1) 1PV/3PV = First Person/Third Person.
2) NEO = Non-Existent Observer. I've mentioned it in a few other entries but it's particularly important in this one, so I'll explain it. In most if not all dreams I'm not a part of, it's present. What it is, is essentially thoughts in the back of my mind that I'm not consciously aware of (at the time). (Like making internal comments while watching a movie.) They happen almost constantly, so it would be pointless to narrate them all, but they heavily influence the dream scene, and in the last dream logged here, those influences are important!
3) Watched How to Train Your Dragon 3 on Saturday and got my dragons back


Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
S was complaining about China and how they treated their citizens. Said they were stupid for going against their word and cultivating more edible food in 2020, that in the long run it would have been better to prioritize profit instead.

I brought up the pandemic and food shortages and they essentially said, "They should have just let everyone die."

"Uh… okay." I couldn't believe they were acting so self-righteous even while saying things like that. I was sure nothing I said would get through to them.

We were in a Japanese-style house and there were various fruits hanging from the ceiling in bunches. I wanted raspberries, but bees were hovering around them. S wasn't scared and picked them all for themselves, so I got stuck with these little duck fruits instead.

(Fragment: Later we were on a mission and transformed into two brothers.)

Woke up at 2:30-ish and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
(1PV) I was in a library, on the run from something. I checked out a children's book about dragons eating honey and regurgitating it for their queen. On the same table were chocolate eggs, one with a coating of dark chocolate and a filling of milk chocolate, the other the reverse. Z was gobbling up the former and there was so much drool, it was disgusting.

A girl with long black hair and a yandere vibe came over to us, and I became half myself, half some guy. Someone gave her chocolate glasses with no lenses, (3PV) and the dream turned manga style. Two panels of the guy kissing the girl filled the screen. Except he wasn't kissing her out of love—it was to pacify her, out of fear she would lash out.

It backfired. The dream style returned to normal and she grabbed him, dragging him away. He clawed at the wall until his nails bled, but it was no use. She grew tendrils out of her back and wrapped him up like a python.

My dad encouraged him to "remember the number," false memory or not, I don't know. The girl was casting a spell and during it said "yon" (four), but the kanji that appeared on the screen showed something else. At least the guy thought it did… I separated from him for a moment and as the NEO thought, I would totally die here, if it were me.

He decided on "shichi" (seven), hoping the correct number would cancel out the spell and exorcise her, but before he could voice the second syllable, he was frozen in place. (1PV) A tendril wrapped over his mouth so he could not speak. We both thought, Guess it wasn't that, then.

———

I abruptly woke at 4:30, and for two seconds could not move. I wondered if I'd be frozen until he "won," trying to figure out how I should make that happen, but then it went away. Guess it was sleep paralysis. Wrote down notes and WBTB.

(P.S., I find it fitting how the first syllable of "shichi" is "shi," which is another way of saying four and death )

———

Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Tons of village people were killed. A little boy was sad about it, but their spirits came down from the sky, two of which were his parents. They gave him an amulet and said if he brought it to a certain person, they could all be revived.

"Really?" he asked. "That's allowed? It's that simple?"

"Of course! Our deaths were unfair, after all."

Then there was something about hypnosis and a girl with short black hair. (Can't read my notes.)

Woke at 6:15 from alarm and WBTB.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
The rooms on the upper floor of my house had become self-help rooms. A young boy was filling out a sign-up form for one of them and had to choose which languages he was proficient in. He chose English and "Barcelona," but felt a little ashamed choosing the latter since he could only speak and listen, not read and write.

He went into the bathroom, the Suicidal Self-Help Room, and disappeared from the dream. There were two men in there, and another guy creaked open the door, peering in at them. He asked, "Do you want to die?"

"Yes," they responded.

"Then, if you have come here despite wanting to die, and make it to the end of this journey, I trust you will come out stronger."

He held out his hand and they took it. Next thing I remember is them doing side steps on top of chairs—one guy was nervous but got the hang of it eventually... so I guess the "journey" was just exercising.

Then I was in my room, except I was a really tall, really wide black lady, and I had zero control over "my" own actions. I think it was the Immigration Self-Help Room, and there was a Hispanic lady of similar size in there. I kept talking to her in an exaggerated accent that mimicked her own, all the while thinking to myself, Why?! Why are you doing this? It's not like it'll be easier for her to understand!

Thoughts I couldn't control responded, But she speaks that way herself.

So? She hears normal English every day, what you're doing is way more confusing! (I was also wondering to myself when my appearance would return to normal.)

In the end I only managed to lessen the accent slightly, and the Hispanic lady understandably stormed out of the room. A minute later, she came back in, glaring at me.

"W-What?" "I" stammered.

She started yelling at me in Spanish, and I tried to explain that I couldn't speak it well enough to communicate, and then we both got confused as to why I was in that room in the first place. But she shrugged it off and continued, saying (in Spanish) that we're supposed to be on the same team and she doesn't need prejudice from me, too.

It broke me down and I started crying, hugging her and apologizing. She hugged me back–I vividly felt her warmth–and told me to go to the Suicidal Self-Help Room (aka the bathroom).

I did, and when I looked in the mirror I was my regular self (albeit naked), and had regained control over my actions. Tears were streaked down my cheeks, so I wiped them away with toilet paper. Then I realized I really needed to poop, so I plopped down on the toilet, but pee came out instead.

Of course, this was not only the bathroom but the Suicidal Self-Help Room, so the guy from before creaked open the door and peeked in. There was also a white-haired man standing in the corner.

"Do you want to die?" he asked, as per routine.

I was still peeing and felt a little self-conscious about being naked, but I took his hand anyway and said yes.

"Then, if you have come here despite wanting to die, and make it to the end of-"

I interrupted him, exploding with laughter. The whole time he was talking I was still peeing, and it was hilarious hearing him speak so dramatically over the sound of it. "It's funny 'cause I'm peeing!"

"Don't underestimate us," he warned, but he was smiling. The white-haired man laughed as well.

"Why is it going on so long?" I exclaimed, and as it trickled to a stop, I woke up at 7:20.

———

That is one of the weirdest dreams I've ever had, and not just because of the naked peeing part. I don't think I've ever had a dream where I was unable to control myself, no matter how hard I tried. It wasn't too unpleasant, but it was definitely strange.

Wrote it down and went back to sleep, attempting WILD as usual.

———

Dream #5 (Lucid?):
The time period was the 1800s, and some guy was taking J and I around town. I think we were his servants or something similar. He kept trying to take a picture of us but wouldn't stop yelling. I told him to stop because each time he did I tensed up and ground my teeth, and I was worried they would break.

After a particularly loud yell I heard a crack, but luckily I had Invisalign on, so it was pieces of that that fell out of my mouth instead of teeth. Still, I was distressed, and cried out, "See what you did?"

J and I left him and went to a shop. I asked the store owner if it could somehow be fixed, but I don't remember his answer and I doubted it, considering the time period.

Some stuff happened and we ended up in a library, searching for glasses on the floor because my vision was blurry and we were too poor to buy a pair. At one point J said to me, "Yeah, you seriously need glasses."

"Not really… if I'm driving, maybe."

We ended up finding a ton, including a "time-travel" pair, particularly under the bookcases. I found it weird, but people were giving us dirty looks so we went outside to try them on. K was next to us being annoying, and I worried she would steal them.

I put on a very tight black pair; each frame was shaped like the Eiffel Tower, and one of the lenses was blurry. I took them off with some difficulty and thought, "These are for skinny-faced people."

I turned back to K and found she had stuffed all the rest in her bag. "Hey!" I shouted, snatching two of the red ones (one of which was the time-traveling pair). She threw a fit, waving her fists in the air and howling like a child.

"You can keep the others, okay?" I yelled, but that made her even angrier. She transformed into a dragon that resembled Toothless, curled into a ball, and covered her face with one wing. You could hear her sobbing underneath.

I started to walk away, but decided it wasn't a good idea to destroy this friendship. I gently touched her wing and said, "Aw, c'mon, don't cry… don't be like Hiccup." (Wrapped up in Toothless's wings.)

She didn't stop, but seemed slightly placated, so J and I left to a train. Except, I have a random memory of being in front of my house and Kagome's mom coming out. We had a short conversation, and next thing I knew J and I were gone from the dream.

Back to the train, Kagome and her mom were running from two different directions to jump on, nearly falling into a pit in the process. Inuyasha grabbed them both and lifted Kagome to safety, keeping the mom held over the pit until Kagome told him who it was. And then all three of them disappeared from the dream as well.

(3PV) I don't remember the events leading up to it, but there was total chaos on the train. Acidic green goo was pouring through the roof, melting everything and everyone in its path. People were screaming and running around and jumping under the train and into glowing red holes, killing themselves to escape.

The main character was a man in a bomber jacket. He went down a short flight of stairs, where the green goo wouldn't reach, due to the captives being held there. It was a small room, and in it were two cages. Each of them held a deformed mass of bloody flesh in the shape of a baby. They crawled around as much as they could, pieces of their body rubbing off and trailing behind them.

They may have been Kagome and Inuyasha, and were rumored to "occasionally have real conversations." (That was not remarkable because they looked like babies, but because the people in this world did not have conversations of any depth in general.) At first they were just apologizing to each other in raspy voices, but soon began to say things like, "We'll never be fixed/let out" and "We should have done it slower."

They were a hideous sight to behold, and two people who had followed MC down were freaking out. MC himself was on the verge of a breakdown, but as the NEO, I thought, No, I don't want my guy to freak out… I don't want him to kill himself. That would be too anti-climactic.

That thought must have influenced him, because for a while he just stared blankly at the babies. But then out of the blue, he became lucid!

"It's okay, guys!" he assured the two people wailing beside him. "This is just a dream!"

Ah, he's right, I vaguely thought, as NEO.

They didn't pay attention to him, and one tried to approach the cages. He grabbed her by the collar and dragged both of them back up to the main train. (1PV) He looked at the doors and forced them open with his mind, then jumped out and flew into the sky, thinking ecstatically, This is a dream! I'm free! I'm free!

He landed on a lamp post and looked out at the station, grinning widely. But then someone snapped a picture of him, and it filled the screen. He was alarmed. Even though he hadn't freaked out on the train, the events had still traumatized him, and the last thing he wanted was to cause a scene. He climbed down from the pole and lost lucidity.

Suddenly he realized he could not remember his name, or who he was, or where he worked. A police officer was standing on the platform, and MC rushed to him, begging for help.

The P.O. turned to him and smiled tenderly. "Glen."

The train pulled into the station. P.O. pulled Glen inside, and was bombarded with questions as they headed to the back seats. "You know my name? Do you know me? Can you help me?"

They sat down, and the P.O. handed him a small green key, presumably a house key. "Of course I remember your name, Glen. I'm on the right side of God." He said it with humor, almost sarcasm. "Now stop messing around."

"What about my work? Do you know my work?"

P.O. hesitated. Both Glen and I as the NEO could tell he was coming up blank.

Glen laughed and leaned closer. "You don't even know that? Are you really on the right side of God?"

P.O. frowned. "Glen, stop. You're going to tip off the 315 out of 415 Orthodox religious people in this small town." (Statistics filled the screen and NEO me thought, Oddly specific numbers, and, They're awfully close–they must be gay or dating. Too bad for them that it's the 1800s.) "You need to be quiet… well, I guess I could be quieter, too."

He sighed and sunk back into his chair. Glen leaned even closer and continued happily talking with him. Even though I was not him (unlike the second or fourth dream), it was in first person, and I could vividly feel the sensation of his hand on his cheek. I could feel his smiling mouth, the creasing of his eyes, even his affection for the P.O. It was strange, experiencing someone else's emotions like that.

———

Woke up at 9:25. Believe it or not, I actually forgot huge chunks of this dream. Couldn't remember the first part for a good five minutes.

I just don't understand how I could watch someone become lucid and not become lucid myself. I suppose I was in the back of my mind, but that doesn't count. As the non-existent observer, I have no idea that I am thinking anything at all.

So, regarding scoring… does it count as lucidity if I didn't realize my own existence? Neither Glen nor I were aware of who the dreamer was, nor did we remember the competition tasks. It was a surface-level lucidity in which he only knew his surroundings weren't real and he could do whatever he wanted. I'm logging it in my LD count because it didn't feel like role-playing (edit: changed my mind after saizaphod comment), but I understand how it could be a gray area.

If it does count, do his actions (telekinesis, flying) as well? Could it even be considered my personal goal, making a dream character lucid?! I need help

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3) - 3 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
DILD - TBD
Interact with dream character - TBD
Telekinesis - TBD
Flying - TBD
Tonight's sum: 10.5 points
Previous sum: 114.5 points
Comp total: 125 points

Non-lucid frag: +0.5
Wbtb: +2

Lucid: +10
I don’t really remember this lucid, but I did realize I was dreaming then woke into an FA.

That is all.

Not much this time, I just have to calibrate the alarms to not disturb the dreams.

…/I’m arranging Wagons/…

I didn’t realize first alarm was with vibrate. Now I remember why my DC coworker came to turn the machine off last night! It was the vibrate what she was pointing in that dream! This night it almost break the bedside table. So loud!

…/I’m arranging wagons with natural size figures of people in different positions on them. The figures start on the knees and look like 70/80’s comic books normal people drawn on them/…

Ok, this time it won’t be too short, so I will try to make it understandable

Knowing what was the problem with my phone, I made a plan 1.2 to fix the failure and try one more thing. I corrected the brightness and set new timing alarms like intuitive crazy along the night, starting from the midnight, to match REM stages, whenever I was going to fall asleep.
As usual, woke up some minutes before the first alarm. Then started to take the first notes along the night. The show of the alarms was good to be the first time.
I was able to capture fragments from possibly all cycles. There were no LD’s yet. Although found myself acting around the subject a couple of times while interacting with other DC’s. There’s a lot of confusion in the background. And I’m too concentrated to finish my task of arranging stuff of any sort. May be it wouldn’t be a bad idea to start new RC method. It could be similar to the alarm system for the night. And also should have an estimate “wake cycle” which coincidentally could match the duration of a sleep cycle. To RC while I’m at work. I think it won’t be much difficult to catch one this time.

Fragments from last night:

…/I’m sitting on my desk, working on my paper ship model at night, I’m arranging the cannons now. Then with my eyes closed. I notice that I fell asleep sitting on the chair! I don’t open my eyes but I get confused because of I don’t remember keep working on the ship today. How did I get here? Am I sitting on the chair?Slowly my dream body gets back to the position on my bed/…

…/I’m checking dreamviews website. I see there are 10 notifications

…/I see stuff passing by on kind of rails in front of me, I’m waiting for a second round to start, mine is done. The DC’s turned from pieces of my paper ship model cannons. It’s very confusing/…

Woke up to see it’s still not midnight, first alarm will go off in less than an hour.

…/Again at work, the round is almost ready, it’s lacking a couple of Items, I’m seeing the boxes of a known video game console while a small female coworker DC arranges them. Wondering if the scanning was in the corner, it won’t be enough because of the CMYK patterns lose data. I zoom-in the corner of the box to see the pixels of color printed on the carton/…

…/Another machine, another task, I’m rolling a thin stripe of tracing paper. It has pictures printed on it. Like in a film roll. I put together two of them, they look like Toilet paper on its edges that helps bond them together. Cutting the damaged sheets using the perforation line to have straight edges. I get complicated with the rolls, they are not well rolled and have complications to let them set in one roll/… …/Another female coworker dressed with a looney tunes t-shirt comes to shut down the machine. Because of I didn’t shut it down. The new set alarm clock keeps sounding in the background and I tell he: “not yet, because of the alarm clock has just gone off and I have to dream some more”/…

One of the alarms keep sounding in the background while I wake up to turn it off and dictate some frames

…/We’re finishing the day at work and the place looks like a street market after everybody picked their stuff and went away without cleaning up the place. Al Bondy is there picking some stuff from the floor. There are some valuable items still on the floor, including coins. He’s looking for the money, but ends up scratching to release three black sandals glued to the floor, that I know belong to our group of work/…

…/I’m with somebody else at an oasis in the desert. The place looks like a jungle and we help a sloth to find its way back to the trees. We go out of the place and sit on a hill to contemplate the landscape. A group of African hunters, armed with very long riffles come walking from our left side and cross between the oasis and us. They stop to ask if we are in the war there, pointing to our right, there’s a huge jungle at the distance. We say no. Then they keep walking in that direction. The last one of them turns to see in the oasis. I know he saw the sloth. He takes his riffle and shoots, the whole group get into the oasis and some seconds after I see them keep walking in the direction of the big jungle. They’re carrying a bonfire made of green leaves. Above it, hangs the sloth from a pole as it’s being cooked/…

…/I’m at home, somebody is going away, she’s packed her stuff and wears black sportswear. She has black jogging shoes with middle high heels. She wants to say goodbye to the cat but it doesn’t care/… …/Sometime around im saying something like:”the tasks (talking about the lucid tasks of the SC2023) can be solved on the other side as well, you don’t need to take them with you right now”/…

…/I see one of my older aunts who passed away many years ago again. We’re doing something o mr talking about something, but it let me feels uncomfortable/…

…/There is something with an octopus taking extra stuff with its tentacles, I see it swimming on the air crossing from my left to my right. It takes things while it moves/…

…/We’re playing soccer with tennis balls in the small yard in my grand parents house. My team was winning 17 - 0 when all people is gone except for two guys who keep playing. I notice the guy from the other team is inverting the score. I come to help. I avoid him to increase his score, but I’m not sure about the disposition of the game field. I don’t know where to increase my score. I think, possibly I should go to the house door at the end of a corridor. We used to set that as the other goal line. I kick the balls in different ways to get one into the corridor. I try to give them effect to turn around the other player. Finally I get to kick one into the corridor. When I get in, it turns into a plant nursery. It turns to my right. There are small animals helping me to move the balls. It’s very entertaining/… …/A guy with long curly hair is tearing apart some buildings made of Lego bricks, he gives me one of the houses and asks me if I want to keep it. I accept but I don’t know where I’m gonna put it since there’s no more space. It tears apart on my hands. I put it all pieces together and go out of there corridor. There’s another Lego building, I try to match a piece on the roof, it needs some more pieces to be finished. I take a modul built with such red bricks. I cannot put it on its place, I don’t find where I wanted to put it/…

…/A doctor is dictating his prescription, to write down in a paper. I don’t care about what he’s saying/…

I don’t really want to write down the non-lucids right now, so…

Night 7: Nothing
Night 8: 2 non-lucid frags, and a wbtb (+3)
Night 9: full non-lucid and wbtb (+3)

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Night 10:

full non-lucid (+1)
wbtb (+2)

DILD:
I was in another non-lucid ULTRAKILL dream (seems to be a VERY strong recurring theme).
It was a decently sized room of weapons to choose from, and I decided to physically pick up the nailgun.
Due to having the same thing happen in a previous non-lucid in the night, I instantly realized I was dreaming (+10).
Right after that, my nailgun duplicated into two, so I had to get banish the second one (+5 basic unsummon).
The nailgun is an electronic device, so I tried firing it.. it didn’t work very well, but I tried, so.. (+5 use an electronic device)
The handle of the nailgun also felt weird, so I used dream control to make it feel normal again. (+5 unspecified control)
After all of that, I woke up, DEILDed (+2 chain a lucid), and so began the saga..
The remainder of this lucid is all the work of way too many DEILD chains that messed with my recall. They were all mostly fake chains, but I know that two of them were real.
The first chain I remember was at my grandmother’s house. There was someone driving by, so I thought I’d test my luck against them and fight.
I mind-controlled them to be hostile to me (+5 dc manipulation).
After I fought him for a while, my vision blackened, and I fake-DEILDed into a faint hallucination of once again, an area in ultrakill, yay.
I stayed in that faint hallucination until I felt comfortable enough to teleport out without waking.
I teleported right above a forest, first-thing (+10). I fell down to the forest floor from about 100ft in the air, which might prove myself to be invulnerable? (+5 for proved invulnerability?)
Once I got to the ground, there was eight or so dogs following me and being annoying.
This made me wake up for real, but thankfully DEILDing still worked (+2). I felt my IRL body and dream body separately, and eventually only my dream body, into a scene I no longer recall.
(Memory gap.)
I fake-chain into the final scene, in my house. I see outside, some sort of car chase going on in my backyard.
Decided to grab a knife as defense, and go check out what exactly was going on.
No idea, couldn’t tell what the ruckus was about. I woke up for the final time, shortly after.

———

That was a really packed lucid, after a few days of radio silence.

Adds up to 58 points.

Title is a Fight Club reference. Slept at 11:30.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Someone's neck was a lightning bolt. That's it, that's all I remember. Woke up at 4 something and considered writing it down, but somehow convinced myself I didn't need to because I could WILD


Dream #2 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
1. A girl died, and at her funeral, an ant was crawling across the window. One of the attendees kept getting distracted by it, trying to classify its type.
2. I was in the library talking to my brother.
3. Forgot to bold one subtitle of my DJ entry but figured it wasn't worth editing for.
4. A girl, same one that died I believe, saved a gingerbread man from getting hunted down and killed. She died in the process but he (the gingerbread) rewound time and made the floor collapse so all the hunters got washed away. At some point his face had come off and she was holding it in a tube in her hands. As the nonexistent observer, I found it awfully convenient that she was standing in the only spot that didn't collapse.

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Woke up at 7:26 from my dad yelling downstairs. I lay in bed for an hour, unsuccessfully trying to fall asleep. Then I took two sleeping pills but not only did they not work, I didn't get the least bit tired! What a scam... gave up at 9:10.

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½ points
Remember a "Full" Non-Lucid Dream - 1 point
Tonight's sum: 3.5
Previous sum: 111 points
Comp total: 114.5 points

First alarm didn’t match an REM stage, just turned it off and went back sleeping. Next alarm was set to match a full cycle, it launched in the middle of a dream. I could have recall more fragments if it weren’t because of had some struggle handling my phone. Had to adjust the brightness for not insulting the darkness around

Recovered fragments:

The angry cows

…/I’m seeing it as it were sort of ‘live-in’ video clips. What I see, is what the camera takes. It follows my eyes. Not my head as in a GoPro or such cameras. It’s a collection of short clips about raging cows/…

*There were more clips in this section but lost them while struggling to handle my phone when I woke up. I had to dictate twice the first fragments I was holding because of a mistake of mine and couldn’t focus in the lacking scenes to remember*

…/The next sequence I see is about a cowgirl blooper in a Bull Riding show on mud. She’s wearing boots, hot pants, a white jacket and a white cowboy hat. She tries to climb somewhere jumping with her legs wide open, her boots get stocked on the mud and she cannot properly jump high enough to get the surface she tries to reach, and falls on her back. A sort of bulls are standing in group behind her. In the video they’re know to be cows. One of them sees her falling. It has bright open and long horns. It comes running on the mud to attack her. I replay the scene to see it from another angle. Basically it goes the same, just to confirm it was the boots which got stuck at the bottom. The next sequence is taking place in a country field next to a road separated with trees. There are a group of guys and one of them also falls on the floor. There’s some mud around too, but darker than the previous video. I see cows with black and white spots coming to the road, going back to the stall. One of them sees the guy falling and get excited. It comes also to attack him. The other guys get scared und spread out running away. The guy stands and runs while the cow is getting closer. I exclaim something like “Ugh ugh ugh ugh” every time faster as the cow gets to the place/…

Short sex clip

…/I see a woman from behind. She’s wearing a summer dress and bends down to hold her ankles with her hands, without bending her knees. Her legs are wide open forming a triangle with the floor. She’s wearing black high heels shoes, sheer tights with opening in the middle and It seems to me she’s not wearing any underwear. I change the view from back to the view from below, as if the camera were on the floor. She’s not wearing any underwear. I see a guy with a white suit coming from her back, getting closer and closer to her. He’s getting too close in my opinion, and a couple of seconds later he starts doing it to her. I zoom out from the tablet display and turn to see my daughter is also watching that film. I quickly scroll it up. Gosh! Who posted something like that!? It should start the following clip/…

The smooth sound of the bell coming from my phone woke me up. It was the perfect timing. Unfortunately the display light of the voice recorder was too bright, I turned my phone with the display down, accidentally pressed pause and start dictating the first fragments that came to my mind. Then I turned it again to see I didn’t record any. I had to start again and turned the brightness to min. The fragments were fixed but unfortunately the rest of the dream was lost.
Later I was able to recall one more fragment coming from another dream:

…/I see one of my daughters first teddy bears on the top of a stack of things inside a bag/…

After the second alarm, I tried WBTB once more with no result. I guess it was because of the unplanned events that distracted me from my goal.

I said a while ago that I have better luck with lucids after 6:15, but lately they've all been on school days. (No school today because it's senior graduation.) Well, whatever. Slept at 11:30.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
An extra category was added to the DV competition: "Cowboys." Its description: "Even city people can do it as long as they put on an accent!" Woke at 4:30 and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
A boy was living in a small, verdant cave with a couple baby dragons. They had attacked him at one point, and now his body was largely artificial; he'd built it himself. I was wandering around and found him there. The dragons, frightened and unwell from being held captive for so long, flew over to me and hid behind my back. I'm pretty sure the boy was simply misguided, not evil, but he gave me a bad vibe nonetheless.

Don't remember a transition, but we ended up in my house with some other people. His body looked incredibly human, more so than before, though he would occasionally speak in a freaky android voice. I touched his fingernails and tried to give advice on how to make it more realistic.

His grandma(?) was a dragon trainer and also in the house. I didn't like her very much, but I soon disappeared from the dream. A little witch became the main character (third person), and the granny gave her a link to a website she used often. She said it was connected to another country and the URL was quite suspicious, but it seemed secure after typing it in.

As soon as the webpage loaded up, the witch and her companions were transported into a Japanese-speaking world of volcanoes and dragons. On one of the volcanoes its name was written, but I only remember it had 意味なんて (imi nante) in it. Witches were generally hated there, but the little girl was on a mission so they tolerated her.

Some time later, a witch in her teens traveled there to save a dragon. Two humans accompanied her, and they entered through a crack in a volcano, carried in by a rush of cold water. The dragon was wrapped up in a blanket in her arms, and she shivered on the bank where she was washed up.

Two guards of the world approached her, and she started to ask a question, but they pinned her down and yanked her arms behind her back. There was a flash to the little witch's team, and one of the members became Inuyasha. He turned around, sensing the other witch's danger, and exclaimed, "Kagome?!"

The witch, apparently Kagome, was locked in a cramped prison cell. Her broken arms were crisscrossed over her chest, restrained in double casts. She was on her knees in the middle of the room, and a few judges(?) watched her from a long wooden table.

She tried to convince them to let her go, but they wouldn't budge, so she started crying. She said that "apples won't grow here anymore" (the land was becoming barren), that "they only come from witches," so why were the residents of this world so hostile toward them?

I think they were beginning to be swayed, but before anything substantial happened, I woke up at 6:37. (Which makes no sense because I don't remember hearing my 6:15 alarm at all.) WILD attempt, WBTB.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
First thing I remember is a vast ocean, with two parallel, shelf-like cliffs jutting out of it. A man was flying around, telling people to never climb them because of how dangerous they were. They were slippery and full of hostile plants and animals. He said that if they wanted food, they should go somewhere else.

In the water, an elderly fish lady asked what it would be like if her husband were a crocodile like him. (He was a humanoid alligator.) He swam above her and her egg and did something, but I don't remember what.

New plot: A girl had been kidnapped by a (physically) big simpleton and taken to another dimension. She was in love with a gay guy and earlier had been jealous of him putting band-aids on the hand of another girl, even though she knew he was gay.

That gay guy and the band-aid girl were planning a trip to rescue her. The girl pulled President Eisenhower/Kennedy out of a giant mural on the wall, and he created a spaceship out of thin air. I entered the dream and we all went in, but it didn't have a back wall so we had to hold on tight to avoid being thrown out while it flew at light speed. It was a little scary, but mostly annoying.

We arrived in the other dimension, landing in some sort of restaurant. All the furniture was oversized, and we spotted the simpleton chatting with the kidnapped girl at a booth. He was telling his side of the story (I think he got in a fight with the gay guy earlier), but he made no attempt to cover up or sugarcoat any of his actions. He wasn't so bad, and the girl was listening attentively to his words.

We eavesdropped on the conversation, spying on them without being very stealthy about it. We sidled right up to the booth and peeked over the large seats, and since at first he gave no reaction we thought he was too much of a simpleton to notice. But eventually he acknowledged us, and was unexpectedly cordial.

He told us that our bodies would adapt to this world by becoming stronger, and that any allergies would eventually disappear. I had grown taller already, and upon hearing that I went outside and ran around barefoot, since I'm allergic to grass and pollen. But I stopped short in front of a patch of white flowers.

"I'm still afraid of bees," I said, smiling sheepishly.

Alyssa, a girl in most of my WL classes, encouraged me to go in anyway. "C'mon, Meiseki, you can do it!"

I refused, but she didn't give up and I started to get nervous. To distract her, I said I would pick flowers for her wedding instead. (Apparently she was arranged to be married.) She accepted, and I looked around for yellow flowers, but found a really pretty purple one and reached through a bush to grab it. The stem wouldn't snap off and I hated the texture, and after a while it became unbearable. I pulled my hand out, scratching my wrist. It was itchy.

I didn't think hives would form because of what the simpleton said, but bumps started forming on my arms. I thought that maybe it wasn't as bad as it would be in the regular world, but then my skin started to harden. The veins turned solid red and white, and the epidermis turned rubbery and maroon-colored.

S was standing right next to me as it happened and freaked out, pulling me back inside. Trying to joke it off, I said, "I'm like a sausage."

They dragged me to the bathroom and my mom came in too. She wanted me to use an app on my phone to take my temperature from my ear, but I didn't trust it to work. They searched for a thermometer in the cabinets, but I doubted they would find one.

I wanted to blow my nose but was too self-conscious. "Can you guys leave? It's a little awkward with both of you in here..."

Woke up around 8:20, wrote down some notes and went back to sleep.


Dream #4 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
A group of girls were ["was" seems correct but sounds wrong] looking at a poster of a guy striking a pose in front of a Chinese dragon. He was a real person too, walking around the school and teaching people the best places to sit based on where the dragons were. Woke at 9:27, considered writing down the dream but figured it wasn't worth it. I doubted I would fall asleep again but lay back down anyway.


Dream #5 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
The same guy was doing the same thing, except this time he was scared of dragons. Woke at 9:46, not even realizing I had fallen asleep and wondering when I would. Then I came to my senses and wrote both dreams down.


Dream #6 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
These are random fragments which didn't seem to be part of any of the above dreams, so I'll put them here and count it as a full non-lucid:
1. Starting my tech homework, coloring a blueprint.
2. My mom said my hair was bad. I touched it and felt ashamed, but also resentful.
3. Something about Donald Trump. (Definitely influenced by cedwards's DJ entry yesterday.)

———

Every time I woke up I remembered nothing, and then bam, something came to me and I had to trace it back as far as I could. But I can never remember the beginnings. Worried it's making my recall worse overall.
I'm enjoying these fantasy-style dreams, though.

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x3) - 1.5 points
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3) - 3 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
(3 comments - 1 point)
Tonight's sum: 12.5 points
Previous sum: 98.5 points
Comp total: 111 points

I went to sleep earlier since these days the cat is no longer with me, he’s on vacation. I woke up twice during the night. Second time was around 1:00 I had to get off to wear my sleepwear. Both times the only thing I remembered was having the feeling of I was dreaming something. After that I was only able to remember a small fragment and the feeling of solving some problems

…/I see the cat resting. S. says something about his hair again, it’s still opaque/…

I'm happy with last night even if the lucid part was super short Slept at 11:20.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Kirishima from BNHA was in a high school classroom, fighting a medusa-like creature. He tried to throw a punch, but a crackling ball of energy emerged from its chest and started sucking him in. He gasped, his mouth and the whites of his eyes turning black, his irises glowing purple and quivering in that typical anime way.

Is this what it's like to be consumed by pure and utter darkness? he thought, struggling against it and impressively keeping conscious. He appeared to be losing, but I (as the nonexistent observer) knew plot armor would protect him. I metaphorically sat back and enjoyed the battle.

In another room, my History teacher Ms. K was sweeping the floor and found a "100% non-child" mask. She picked it up and presented it to a janitor, who was watching something on his phone.

"We're happy with this," she said, and he nodded.

Woke up at 4:15 and attempted WILD.


Dream #2 (Lucid):
Random people were in my house, having a strength competition through rock paper scissors. It may have been to find out who was the strongest dragon, but I'm not sure. They all had human appearances. Three of them sat on the couch; the leftmost being the weakest, the middle the strongest, and the rightmost of average ability. Three more people of the same ability would face off against them.

My friend K was in the middle, so she must have been a strong one. Two people challenged her to RPS and she won both times. "Hah! I was always the best at this game. You chumps."

I'm pretty sure I was subconsciously helping her. I could have played a match myself but didn't want to. Prior to this a lot of stuff had happened, and because of that stuff I decided to run away from home.

Next thing I knew I was in the driver's seat of our car, cruising down the highway. It was on autopilot, and I thought, Wait, since when did our car have autopilot mode...? I shrugged it off though because I'd heard of the concept before.

The turns it made were strange; each time it seemed to very nearly hit whatever object was in front of it, but never really did. Whenever I tried to take hold of the wheel, it would start driving extremely and uncontrollably fast, so I decided to just give in and trust it. J and L might have been in the back, but if they were, it wasn't for long. I stared out the windshield at the blue and pink sky, a red bridge reaching high into the clouds, and thought about finding a suitable place to die.

Eventually I arrived at a grassy field and was able to take the wheel. The car bounced along a dark, vivid gravel path, but it was more fun than scary. A short wooden fence separated it from the rest of the field, and at the end of the path was a rectangular dugout. Like the opening to an underground fort.

I parked the car and peeked in. A bunch of witches were in there and I completely forgot about finding a place to die, overcome with the desire to become one of them. I jumped in, landing on the floorboards with a satisfying thud. To my left was another opening, this one leading out to an enormous cavern, similar to the one in How to Train Your Dragon 2 but with less greenery. I tried to enter but was blocked off by a wall of witches.

A massive dragon, clearly the leader of the place, approached me. I asked her if I could become a witch, and she said I could, I only had to put on the clothes.

I turned and against the opposite wall was a shelf, each tier storing a different uniform item: black robes, black pants, black boots, the classic spiked hat, and thin-yet-sturdy biker gloves. I asked a question about the boots and the dragon responded, "It's fine."

She touched my cheek with a human hand and said that my skin was lackluster. Embarrassed and ashamed, I looked down and mumbled that I didn't know what to do about it. I was worried she'd say I couldn't be a witch if I was like this, but instead she bestowed on me some very wise advice and rubbed a thick blue ointment onto my face, to "maintain the shine."

"Never let it fade," she said.

I put on the witch outfit and checked out my reflection in a wood-framed mirror. The ointment was glittery and smeared on in a simple pattern, like when people paint their faces for competitions or war. I thought it was pretty cool.

Not sure what happened but a bit later the dragon and I ended up in a pitch dark, weightless void. She hovered over me, beating her wings, a giant ball of pure energy forming between her open jaws. I wasn't scared because I knew she wasn't going to hurt me. I don't remember what she was doing, but I was amazed and quite happy.

Perhaps the energy ball had teleportation powers because next thing I knew, I was home. I avoided thinking too much about the whole event because I didn't want to jinx it.

I tried to text J and L, now under the impression that I had visited the lair to get something for them, but my phone wasn't turning on. I grabbed the home phone and started dialing their house number before remembering, Right, they haven't had a home phone since they got cell phones. But I don't have their numbers memorized…

I was in a hurry and beginning to stress when S called. I answered, and they demanded to know, "Why did you send 'This might be a bad idea' in the group chat and then stop responding?" (I think I sent that before entering the witches' lair.)

I didn't reply. Something wasn't right. S never responds to texts that quickly, and certainly wouldn't be so desperate to hear from me that they'd call at 4 in the morning. This must be a dream.

The Caller ID disappeared and I hung up. It wasn't a high level of lucidity so I wanted to go back to the lair and find a wand to use for dream powers. But before I could leave the house, I woke up at 5:24.

———

This dream was so epic, the visuals were fantastic and the dragon had such a dignified air. I'd like to meet her again. I'm pretty sure the witch theme was influenced by a manga called Skull Dragon's Precious Daughter. I started reading it for the dragons, but it has other fantasy elements as well. It's quite wholesome, so I recommend it.

I finished writing at 5:35 and tried to go back to sleep, but I was too excited about the dream and ended up lying awake till my alarm went off

Points:
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½ point
WBTB - 2 points
DILD - 10 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
(3 comments - 1 point)
Tonight's sum: 18.5 points
Previous sum: 80 points
Comp total: 98.5 points