dream fragment

21st May

Bits from one or two dreams? Didn't make notes in the morning, was too tired.

Dream Fragment:

I was in a desert or barren canyon type of place. I was driving some kind of motorbike, called the "MotorBeast" or something to that effect. I remember accelerating with my right hand and making note of the extremely loud roar from the exhaust. I did some acrobatics or was in some high speed sequence?

Next thing I remember, different place, but related in some way. There was a dream character, he was simultaneously my teacher and an avatar of Anubis. But we had to fight and so he was like a boss of some sort. I remember chasing him through this dark and ancient Egyptian temple/crypt place. There was a dark red tint to everything and even though daylight broke through the ceiling in certain parts, it was still dark, like the exposure made dark places appear brighter but bright places appear much darker.

I remember the character taunted me from behind a half wall and pillars. I couldn't reach him but shot him with a Torgue grenade launcher set to sticky mode. I remember the feeling of holding the weapon with only my right hand and the feeling of pointing it. It felt intuitive, but in retrospect it seemed far too light for what it was. After emptying my clip, the explosives went off in sequence, causing him heavy damage. He was nearly dead (I knew through some interface display?) but he was able to run very fast through a narrow hall crowded with unknown dream characters, which were his minions. I believe they looked like mummies.

Eventually I caught up to him, finding him in a small room around a corner, where he was using some kind of self-bandaging ability (like in WoW). I tried shooting him to interrupt it, but I think something happened right after I did that, and the dream ended.

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Notes:
- The bit where the Anubis character ran away at high speed when on low health now reminds me that some boss in Killing Floor did something similar.
- The Torgue weapon was notable because I'd recently been playing BL3 and I always loved the Torgue shotguns in BL2; it should have been a somewhat obvious dream-sign here since it was somewhat out of place in the rest of the dream's context.
- Though I didn't think of this at the time of this dream, I now feel as though there is a bit of a link between the motorbike and the Torgue gun since those guns are typically modelled after big engines and the like. The dream felt more randomly put together at the time but I feel like I could unpick it better now in terms of contextual/schematic associations.

18th May

Fragment:
Last dream, in a place like Azeroth, Westfall.

Something about Warcraft II and the Deadmines. Several passing thoughts about classic dungeons. Then a mix of STV and the dam at Dun Modr. But it had a lower tier which was ramped. There was a ship like the Juggernaut inside DM but it was more Alliance-like than Orcish. The front of it looked like an old 1800s steam boat or something. I remember having a view point from above the chimney and looking in and thinking that the model wasn't finished because it just looked like a tube with few shadows and straight cuts through into each deck of the ship.

I then became aware of my body. I was sort of crouching but sitting on my bottom and became aware or made note of my genitals. I think H was present as a voice and we were talking. I said something about how "at normal size I'd barely be able to push my tip into the top of the chimney", which made me realise my scale in the dream a little bit. Even so, being giant didn't make question reality either as it should have. The dream ended soon after.

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Notes:
- Although I often have passing thoughts that relate to this type of dream situation (being giant-sized and "playing" with things), it's rare for me to actually have dreams within these contexts and dreams involving some kind of sexual stimulation or play are not too common for me.
- I used to mess around in private server versions of WoW that I'd run privately/on my own many years ago and would often change my character's scale to the maximum possible (usually 10 times or something). This dream may relate to that in some sense, and admittedly I'd sort of forgotten about that until re-typing this dream on this DJ.
- I remember when I woke up I thought it was odd I could hear H as a voice but not be aware of H's presence physically within the dream. I remember it made me feel as though there was quite a deep level of immersion in physical terms.

Awake/explanation
Normal dream
Lucid dream

I have a slight dream fragment from the earlier in the night where I was moving around in some kind of winter tundra station filled with cameras and automated patrols. I don't know what I was doing there but I kept destroying/hacking cameras and trying to get deeper and deeper in. I think this was influenced by a recent playthrough of BioShock.

A more complete fragment from right when I woke up: An older (say, 60) white man enters into the office of a younger (say, 30) black man and they begin discussing some kind of manuscript for a book that the younger man has written. He offers it to the older guy, who sits down in a chair and begins to read, and quickly he tosses it onto the desk and seems disappointed. He says something like, "why are you wasting your talent writing something like this?" and I realize (as an outside observer) that the relationship between the two is that the older man was a mentor to the younger at some point, and he feels the younger man is selling out with this writing.

They begin having a back and forth discussion, with the older man suggesting things like that the writing is using a basic structure and that it's totally derivative, and the younger man pushes back pointing out great works that use basic structures, but he also seems like he is self-conscious about it too. At some point in the discussion there's a tipping point and he simply asks the older man to leave his office. The older man stands up sadly/angrily, and walks out.

I see him some days later wandering into a literature class at a community college. Now I'm with him, and as we enter the room there are 4 students sitting at a semi-circle table, with their professor in the middle, and they're all holding books and seem to be having quite a good time. There are three girls, one boy, and the professor is a woman. As we walk in, the older man apologizes for joining the class midway through the semester and the professor waves it off, saying that the focus in her class is more on finding your own way to connect with literature, and that you don't need to see some curriculum to pull that off.

At this point, the boy (wearing a backwards cap and a black t-shirt, he has some stubble as well) speaks up and points out that I looked like I had my reservations (I guess I did, any class I've ever taken that wasn't a strict teacher/student relationship has usually been a nightmare) and in response he simply held up a piece of paper with a watercolor spiral on it, blackish-green. I blinked, and he said, "when I first tried this I was embarrassed, but I found out that something that helps me focus on a book and think more deeply about it is to draw or paint something simple like this with one hand while I'm reading it. I don't think it's really art, it's more like a fidget toy, but sometimes I choose colors that remind me of the story."

The older man seems impressed by this and we exchange looks, then the blonde girl wearing a white top on the very right side of the table nervously smiles and says, "Hi, I'm... Serenity-- you can call me Serenity if you want-- my middle name is Hannah?" Everyone at the table laughs. "Nobody calls me Serenity," she finishes. The girl to her right (one space to our left, with shoulder length brunette hair, and a burgundy top) begins to speak too, but in the middle of her speaking I woke up, and couldn't tell you anymore for the life of me what she had started to say. She started with her name too but it's now lost to the aether.

I thought the idea of drawing repetitive art while reading was pretty good too when I was asleep, but now that I'm awake I'm not so sure, lol, in theory it sounds nice but in practice it seems like a pain in the butt and like it would just make it way harder to focus. Maybe if it was an audio-book.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Attending my teacher's teachings, sitting front row. There are 3 Asian ladies, including his current partner EC, attending to his needs, but there is the rumor that I might be trying to steal their position. I assure I am not. My teacher exchanges just a few quick looks with me, his eyes eager to see me, but nothing else. Later on, some lamas or monks take me for a walk and say they heard I am an humble person and want to know if that is true. I say I am not sure and think about it for a while. I reply that I am aware of who I am but yes, I am humble in the sense I am also very aware of my character flaws and I don't feel like I am better or above anyone else. They take me to a kind of room in an attic. When I am there I recognize it is the meditation room of JKCL. I kneel on the floor and touch some pretty tiles where he sat practicing, feeling emotional. I then see a journal on a table with his notes about travels and some old pics of exotic places he went. I am met by two of the ladies from before (but not EC) and they are now being kind to me. They invite me for a weekend at some really nice place, to make plans with them about something. I accept.

Created Tuesday 21 July 2020

What a relief. Thought I was on another dry-spell.

Spoiler for Kinda a long read:

Scrap Group 1
In a swamp during a clear day. A temporary structure made of steel frames and scaffolding was set up. I was part of a security team sent to guard the area from threats. At one point, my cousin Naomi stops by to talk with me. We spoke of the presidential election and finance. Later, a horde of deformed mindless Titans (as per Attack on Titan) appeared out of nowhere. I used superpowers to blast them. However, a few slipped by, doling out casualties before I could deal with them. Much later on, a train fell out of the sky, and plowed right into the dirt. The other guards and I hurried to rescue any living passengers. Most people were surprisingly in one piece. That is, besides anyone in the cars most deeply buried in the ground, in which only the conductor survived by miraculous circumstances. I then 'remembered' my compiling a list of the names of everyone that was in that train some days before this accident happened. Figured I'd unwittingly taken part in a conspiracy to have one of the victims killed off. I felt really guilty and ashamed for this. The other guards tried reassuring me I wasn't to blame. Then, cut to a scene from Fullmetal Alchemist. Something about Colonel Mustang preparing to ascend to a much higher position within the government.

Spectator mode. A man was going to a train station located deep in a swamp. Suddenly, a blue gorgon (the kind with a snake tail instead of legs) rises from the fountain. She goads the terrified man into getting closer. The guy's soon wrapped in her coils, and is swallowed whole.

Dream 1 - Clear Aqueous Golem LD - Part 1

The visuals were clear. FA on the bed of an unknown home, daylight seeping through the windows. There were very few walls, or even rooms, revealing the structure's surprising width. Distinctly, almost every table and similar furniture in the area had at least one small vase of purple flowers on each of their surfaces. Various different views could be seen out of each windows. On one side, there was a cityscape. Out another was swampland. And out from another, the colorful tents of an amusement park could be seen in the horizon. Several unseen figures could be heard chatting in another room.

It didn't take long for me to get aware. I walked out the bed, past a living room, and to a kitchen in the far end. Had a bit of trouble moving around at first, but I got used to it. I approached the largest window there, which had inexplicably been covered in blinds. False memories led me to believe there was a beach outside. I opened up the blinds, expecting to find as much. Instead, I found a stream within a grassy slope, mangroves growing on the other side, and
urban buildings visible several blocks behind that. Despite how bright it was, there was an overcast sky above.

I invoked more false memories to make me 'remember' my encountering a bizarre creature in the stream: a woman made of ectoplasm (let's call her, Clarity). Heedlessly, I jumped back-first into the water. Only when I was floating in it did I realize how murky this stream was; I couldn't see deeper than a meter. Still, it was at least refreshingly cool.

Not long after, I sensed something viscous surrounding me. This soon rose as an odd, transparent, colorless sludge rippling against the stream. A head formed, mostly featureless, but feminine, much like a mannequin. Seems my conjuration worked. I didn't quite expect her to appear this way, though it wasn't an unpleasant surprise.

For the next minute, I thoroughly observed the ectoplasm composing Clarity, squeezing and rubbing it between my fingers. In addition to being very gooey, it was quite cold. Yet, it quickly softened up and evaporated in one's hands. This was all unusually... soothing.

Concurrently, I thanked the odd woman for showing up in my dream. I spoke about some big plans I had for the dream. Can't remember what, only that I needed her help. Clarity spoke in compliance to my schemes, her voice deep and a bit echoey. I then levitated out of the water, though her slime weighed me down considerably.

Just then, the dream collapsed. Made a DEILD attempt after recalling all of the dream's details, but I dozed off.

Scrap Group 2
Short scene of being in an urban area during an overcast day. I walked over a small bridge. Talked with some supposed acquaintances as well.

Dream 2 - Clear Aqueous Golem LD - Part 2

Scene 1 - Titan Eating Construct
The visuals were mostly clear, and became more vivid over time. FA in the house mentioned above. Although I knew this wasn't reality, I only suspected I was in a daydream or dreamlet at the moment.

I darted around, seeing clear twilight skies outside the windows. It was then that I noticed a full moon. On a closer look, the moon was fractured, if not shattered,yet its parts retained cohesion. I glanced out another window to see yet another moon, also fragmented.

By now, I was sure I was dreaming. I had a lot more trouble getting out of bed than before. It took almost two minutes before I could float myself off from the mattress.

I quickly flew outside and back to the stream. There, I waited for Clarity to return. For the fun of it, I conjured a 6m titan, which flashed in from nothingness beside me. It slowly closed in. But, I wasn't afraid. At that moment, Clarity erupted from the water. She then enveloped the hideous titan. Seconds later, the monster was completely assimilated into her mass.

Now, the slime construct had a more definite shape. She appeared as a lithe woman made entirely of clear ectoplasm, standing about 20ft tall. As before, she was mostly featureless, not even having a face. Her liquid form also gave her trouble standing straight; her torso writhed and pivoted if she tried. Thus, she spent much of her time hunched over.

Noticing the moon above us, I opted to fly us both there. I grabbed her by the shoulders, and tried blasting off. But, I couldn't get much higher than about 10 meters. So, I dived back-first to the ground to teleport to the moon instead. Warp.

Scene 2 - Blind Moon Elevator Ride
The visuals were terrible. I only had part of my left eye open before I lost vision completely. Before I got blind, I noticed black text scrolling by on a white screen, and I could catch a glimpse of being in a cave. I felt around, worried I'd lost the dream. But, catching hold of Clarity' large, gooey hand reassured me a bit. So, I tasked her with leading me around until I regained my sight.

"Where are we?', I asked her. "What do you see?"

Clarity hesitated a moment before speaking. "We're... somewhere underground. A stone cave. I see... panels. There's blinking lights on them. And, there... an elevator! There's an elevator over there!"

The creature dragged me around. Soon, she crammed the both of us into a small space. Shortly after, I felt us being translated all over the place. If this was an elevator, it was capable of far more than just move up and down.

My vision soon returned. Although it was dark, the glow of blinking lights let me see enough. I was indeed in a lift of some kind. The goo construct was crouched beside me, her form occupying much of the space. I could hardly move, or even breathing. Soon, the dream collapsed.

11th May

Dream:Earliest dream. I was in some place in the countryside, the dream was very vivid. I had my boots on, some pants, some t-shirt and my leather jacket. H was walking with me, I remember feeling the gravel beneath my feet.

In the dream I was recognising the place. I'd been here before in some other dream. This prompted me to tell H about it and he sort of dismissed it and even though I tried doing some reality checks with my hands, I didn't become aware of the dream state.

In my dream mind, this place wasn't exactly like how I remembered it from the other dream anyway. There was a gravel road and some buildings and some gravel plots along it, but the original place I was remembering had a normal road and it carried on, it didn't end abruptly like this gravel road. It reminded me of the southern areas of my country. There were pine trees and short grass that looked a bit dry. The dirt was fine and dusty and caramel coloured. The sky was a little bit cloudy but mostly clear and it seemed like the sun was setting. I remember looking all around me to try and identify anything from the original dream, but I felt there was nothing. The surroundings looked vast and vague at the same time.

After walking along the road with H for a while, we eventually came to a very large gravel lot, like a parking lot, clearly meant for that use. I remember H telling me to wait here. He had to get some book, or something, from town? I said I'd wait. I didn't know what I'd do in the meantime and I had the feeling that it would be a long time. Then my awareness transitioned to some other place.

A dream city. H wasn't here and though I have forgotten the dream plot exactly, there was something about a family that had to get to where I just was (the gravel/pine tree area). I was here to speed things along somehow? Something about a gang going after this family.

Then details are missing; I remember getting into a car, a silver convertible and also trying to fix down a panel on the boot or something. Then the mom of this family, who was driving, started the car before I'd even sat down and put a seatbelt on. She raced through the streets and I had little balance, tipping backwards and holding the open and swaying door with my right hand. I was partially sat on her son's legs, eventually he managed to help me in, but it took a while.

Some other part of the same dream. The chronology of the sequences is muddled. I went into a tall building and I remember carrying my black backpack and climbing lots of stairs. I didn't feel tired at all and my legs didn't hurt. Along the way, some young adult (early 20s) tugged on my backpack to have an easier time climbing. I resent that he'd done that but I said nothing and only gave him a look that made it clear to him not to do it again.

The staircase was very much like the one from my university. Very narrow, but no lift at each landing. Eventually I got to a pretty high floor, and it looked like my virtual gallery in some sense. There was a high open space that my fear of heights creep in a little, because there were no railings at all. I remember wondering what H would think of that.

Just behind the stairwell I'd come from, was a platform/floor and I climbed over its ledge without too much effort. It led down a dark unlit and narrow corridor. At the end of it was another stairwell, to my left. It went both up and down. There was a door directly in front of me. A white service door to my right after a short and narrow yard-long hall. Light came through the edges of this white service door and the stairs going up also allowed some natural light in from above, but not much, as it was still very dark in here.

On the stairs, a bunch of young adults (early 20s again) were sat on the steps. They looked at me, but more like through me. I looked back for a moment, but then ignored them. I tried opening the door in front of me but it was well shut and locked. I went back through the narrow corridor I'd come from and then skipped over the gap with the stairs and took a left turn. My mind blocked out the open space with no railings.

There were corridors and rooms this way. Many contrasts of dark and narrow halls with natural light from some windows. The floor was carpeted, not sure what colour, but I remember a cleaning lady. It just looked like a hotel in many regards but the rooms belonged to specific people who worked here or something, like an office area in a university. I can't recall the rest of the dream.

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Notes:
- In many ways, the last part of the dream was just some mish-mash of my first university's building and my general concepts of offices and temporary living spaces. The presence of the people in their early 20s ties in with the "university" feel.
- It can feel a bit annoying to ask H about the reality and have him only make me dismiss what I'm thinking about, though since then I have tried to imagine the situation occurring differently.
- My leather jacket seems to have been a recurring feature for some recent dreams but I haven't found any particular reason why just yet, since I have not worn it in a long time. The only thing that comes to mind is that feels like a bit of a shame that I just let it sit unused for quite a long time, but on the other hand it is usually too hot for me to wear it.
- Dreams where physical activity occurs are always refreshing for me in some mental sense. Being able to do intense physical activity such as climbing many flights of stairs can feel rewarding and the amount of inordinate pain I would get from doing it in real-life makes it feel like a waste of my energy and time. In dreams my low thresholds of pain don't really materialise and it is often the only time I get a break from feeling pain and discomfort throughout a day.

More catching up...

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12th May

Dream:

Dream recall faded somewhat. In the first dream I remember being at a house with H and someone else, a girl our age, but not sure who she was. We were all very hungry, and it was about noon. Someone suggested ordering pizza, but I didn't want to for some reason, so instead I got on the phone and ordered a man made of food or something, like synthetic food. He was supposed to get there by two in the afternoon. I figured when he arrived, I'd "butcher" him for the synthetic meat he was made of, wondering which bits H would be picky about, but as time went by, it seemed like he wasn't going to turn up at all, which made me regret not ordering the pizza in the first place.

Then I remember going through some sort of tunnels or halls, in an old style (20-60s) building. No natural lighting, just incandescent lights. Gave me the impression of night time. I was still hungry, but I came to a room where there was something written over its double doors (I forget what) that suggested I could eat there. I went in and there was a bar-like counter and I talked to a woman in her 40s and asked her about eating or something. I told her I realised it was late but I really needed something and she was kind and tried to figure something out. At some point my parents showed up and start commenting on the food-making. I forget what else happened.

Dream fragment:

A different dream or perhaps after a different segment I've forgotten. Only small bits, many of which just ordinary. But in the end of this dream I was walking around a downtown area with my dad, H and someone else I think. There was a man announcing that free testing for a certain genetic or auto-immune disease or something would be available. I muttered to myself about it not being available to me freely in the past and then the man approached me, unconcerned by my complaints but addressing them; he began to inspect my nose with his hands and as he did he said "normally we wouldn't check people who have infections on their nose because this excludes them" or something to this effect. His attitude and face while going over my nose and talking to me suggested (some medical) curiosity. Just as he was about to move on to inspect some other part of my face or body, the doorbell in reality rang and I woke up, having to answer the door.

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Notes:
- Of these two dreams, as I am re-reading them, I actually remember the second fragment better than I do the first dream. There was an underground parking lot or something around the middle or beginning of that dream, which was where me, my dad, H and the other person had come from, out onto the downtown street area.
- I remember in the first dream I had visualised or seen a picture of what the synthetic man was to look like. For some reason I have the memory of wooden flooring in the first house of that dream.
- The part in the second dream where I was muttering to myself is probably a crossed over feeling of frustration at the lack of help I receive for my condition from official systems. The follow-up interaction with the man is probably representative of some of my hope that with chance and timing I might actually get someone to genuinely be interested in giving me the help I need, rather than the help that gets pushed onto me.

Jamie

Dreamt I woke up in bed and Jamie was there already getting busy with something naughty. Won't give any details either than she likes to make comical faces.

Dark

Strange dream. I was in a room with a young girl maybe 8. This was a FA on a particular day where i was having trouble sleeping. So while I'm trying to babysit this girl i am trying to sleep in bed and the room is small. So i get her to go to sleep as well. But I tell her to go to the corner of the bed and not beside me, I don't want anyone to walk in and think I'm a pedo. She's restless though and is hard to convince to go to sleep. There's a part where we were also playing video games on a TV.

FA, i'm in the same bed but have sleep apnea, or paralysis. I look at the ceiling and see an evil face in the pattern of texture spatter. I immediately feel it's a demonic presence. I can feel it trying to take over my mind. I let it in for a while, but I only feel it's pure darkness and fear. It wants to spread fear because it FEARS eternity in hell, which is whee it will wind up eventually. I call out to Jesus a bit and...

FA, back in the room with the girl. I ask he if she fell asleep yet. She says no. I say, "Me neither." I get up and apperently her mother is there but she's talking about demonic things (maybe the same demon controlling multiple levels of dreams???). We get into an argument about eligion and I say I am saved by Jesus. She tries to retort and says we won't get along.

good to have a nice jamie dream though.

…In a large building. I go up some stairs to the second floor, which has a kind of mezzanine surrounding the first floor on one side and another section off to my right. There is a picture of C-- here, a girl I recently met…

…In a large building, going up and down stairs. The building reminds me of one of the administrative buildings on the campus of IUP. There is a girl going down one set of stairs, and I am going down another. I want to be the first to reach the bottom floor…

…Watching the new Dr. Who. I had speculated in waking life that I dream more about the classic Dr. Who than the new version, and in my dream I wonder if that is true. I don’t become lucid though…

I dreamt about going through a desert trying to catch up with a friend, fighting weird monsters on the way...
...then I was on a bus full of weird people and alcoholics...I met a friend there ,but I was distracted by this naked man who had random patches of wet white fur on his body, I didnt see his private parts, but he may not have had them at all...

This week made up for the lack of jamie dreams for sure. Difficult subjects to deal with here...

Jamie 1

I was in some elevator with Jesus and Jamie. Sounds like the beginning of a bad joke actually... Kidding. He just tells us, "I want you two to come together NOW!"
the door opens and Jesus is gone I walk out holding someone's hand. It's no longer Jamie, but eleven from stranger things... We walk down the hall and I'm confused. We pass another Elevel from stranger things in the hall... Walt 11:11? Clever girl... I ask who the other girl is and the one holding my hand shrugs.

comments. Jesus said the same thing last year. and Last year I sent a message and invited contact. I don't know what else I can possibly do here. I can message her until I'm blue in the face and she will always find a reason never to message me back or get a hold of me some other way. I can't force her to contact me and I won't try. It's up to her I guess...

Jamie 2

Jamie shows up at my inner world house with that sterotypical bad boy from the dream from a few weeks ago. She's being generally mean to me. I forget most of it. I'm on a couch and she sits down for one second and hands me an ipad or something with porn on it. And she tells me to stop looking at porn, then storms off with that guy and leaves the house. I find myself outside by the curb a while later talking to some guy who asks me if she was supposed to be my girlfriend. I said, "I dunno looks like she's with that guy now."

No, comment on the porn issue other than if I were doing that, How would she know? Hacking my computer somehow? or some Twin flame/ alien love bite telepathic phenomenon? I'll try to fix any issue, but you can't expect a single bachelor to live like a saint all the time.

What?

Dream is like a movie. some woman goes to a recovery meeting like AA or NA or something. She meets a woman there the leave to have coffee, which is typical for being social after recovery meetings. But they wind up going to one of their homes and have a lesbian encounter. the whole dream I have a feeling this dream has to do with Jamie but can't be sure.

Jamie 3

Jamie approaches me in a school parking lot and tells me she is actually a MTF transgender. Which I know is not true. But she seems to think I might like that.

Interesting, Jamie is now lesbian but also a transgender

Can we go back to dream hugs now that we got it all sorted out? Or how about a real one!?!?!?

Long dream

Well it was long but i forgot most of it now. I was walking through some city but had to go inside a large building like a bank. Everything started shaking and i Thought ,"Earthquake". I'm looking for desks to hide under. A man in a suit and some other people there tell me it will be over soon. I hear a scream and look out the big glass window. The building is floating on water and a huge wave is coming toward us. I look to the man with a suit and he says we won't get hit by the wave. The building shakes and then turns onto some land and stops.

I find myself on a bus or something with a Muslim woman who is supposed to be Saad's wife. Some guy is telling her that her husband is a jackass. I cut in say, "Really me and him do get a long at times but yeah. he is a huge asshole for sure."

His wife says to me, "Maybe i agree with you. But hold on You smell like piss and shit." (she's just insulting me back). "You remind me of a muslim story i know. A mother got up one day and went to her daughters room and she said, 'wake up now my child, we are going to have pancakes for breakfast...'". I woke up from that.

Created Friday 10 July 2020

I got two DILDs and a scrap today.

Spoiler for Kinda long:

Scrap Group 1
Dreams where I was conversing with some mystical being.

Dream 1 - Deadly Prank and Flight Radio LD

The visuals started a bit blurred. Spectator mode. This depicted an episode of Spongebob Squarepants. The title character and his friend Patrick were in an unknown apartment suite. The two were in a make believe game of hero and villain, Spongebob acting as the former, and Patrick the latter. However, Patrick got so engrossed in the game, that he started to believe he himself was really a villain. Things started getting dangerous when the starfish left deathtraps in every room. Spongebob was eventually cornered. As he cowered, Patrick loomed towards him with a nasty looking weapon. The insane starfish drew closer and closer... only to immediately drop the whole matter as if it never happened. Spongebob, with a sigh of relief, also laughed away his own near-death experience.

Around this point, I manifested on the floor of the suite's kitchen. I was exhausted, so I didn't even bother trying to get up. There were a few other voices, but I didn't pay attention. Soon, a fluffy medium sized dog trotted along right up to me. It got too curious for my liking. I was afraid it was going to bite me. But instead, it simply licked my face. This got me to question my environment, and thus, I quickly gained awareness.

Springing to my feet, I rushed to a room at the far end, then jumped out of an open window. I found myself flying over an expansive city surrounded by grassy hills, all under a clear dawn sky. Among the more interesting sites were two or more amusement parks, as well as an airport carelessly built between a few skyscrapers. Quite a view, especially considering that my visuals clarified by this point.

I opted to form rigid metal wings on my back just for the fun of it. Just then, I received a radio message internally (not unlike Codec calls in Metal Gear Solid).

"This is the US Air Force", says a male voice, his words muffled a bit by static. "If you can understand me, leave this airspace or we well open fire."

Well, this never happened before. I figured he thought I was some kind of alien.

"Permission to land.", I responded promptly, filtering my voice to sound inhumanly deep.

It took a moment before I received another message. "...alright.", the voice says skeptically. I don't think he expected me to talk.

Anyway, I looked for a safe, flat landing spot outside the city. But, there was nothing of the kind. The dream destabilized, and collapsed shortly after. DEILD attempt two minutes later, though I dozed off.

Dream 2 - July 2020 TOTM Basic Task I

Scene 1 - Game Gear Idea Awareness
The visuals started blurred. I was resting on the floor of an apartment suite similar to above. Dazzling sunlight forced me to half-open my eyes. There was some commotion going on in another room nearby, as well as noise from people getting started with their day. I just wanted to get some sleep, that is, until I started questioning my state. As a test, I meditated in an effort to float up as I laid supine. It took some effort, but eventually, I did levitate. This easily affirmed the dream.

I was about to head out the door, when I spotted this dude (olive skin, dark, unkempt hair) playing something on a Game Gear. On closer inspection, he had a Sonic game loaded. This got me to sound music from the series. The first in mind was Aquatic Ruin Zone from Sonic 2. I then had the idea to visit that very location. With an unusual combination of focus and anticipation, the scenery warped.

Scene 2 - A Visit to an Aquatic Ruin
The visuals were clearer. I instantly found myself just where I wanted, a lifelike version of Aquatic Ruin Zone, sunlight seeping through the foliage. This did indeed appear as the crumbling walls of an ancient city overrun by tropical wilderness. The air was heavy with vapor, though I never did directly see a body of water as per the namesake of this location. Anyway, as I floated around, I decided to pull down a nearby branch to touch the leaves. They were surprisingly sharp on the edges. I then noticed big red berries growing on the branches, the very same ones from the game. Of course, I wanted to sample them. Unfortunately, an unseen force dragged me out before I could do so. Cue another warp.

Scene 3 - Mountain Breaking Wave
The visuals were perfectly clear. I was standing by a road between some hills and a thin forest, a partially cloudy blue sky above. Various different locales were in the distance. To the far right were the shores of a beach. A city spanned out throughout the rest of the horizon, their skyscrapers notably larger than normal.

I took a moment to appreciate the view, when I quickly went over some tasks in my mind. I settled for this month's basic task i. Of course, that meant I had to find a mountain. I walked towards the left alongside the road. It didn't take long for me to notice a huge, ice-peaked bluish grey mountain leftwards to the horizon. After a brief moment of concentration, I released my aura. It was visually tame, appearing as just a quick, transparent wave that pulsed in the air for a moment. So it came as a bit of a surprise when the mountain crumbled seconds later. Job well done, I thought.

Regardless, I wanted to see such destruction more closely. With an upward wave of my hand, I collected as much asphalt as I could from the road to create a huge hill made of the same material. Once again, I conjured my aura. In an instant, the asphalt mountain exploded violently into millions of chunks. Some of the larger clumps almost flew right at me.

Perhaps I got startled a bit. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Spoiler for Aquatic Ruin Zone:

Awake/explanation
Normal dream
Lucid dream

I went to bed around 11:30 PM, and forgot to set my alarms. I woke up around 3 AM from a dream and didn't voice memo it, so I only remember a sliver:

I was in a store with a friend of mine (Brooks, who shows up in a lot of dreams apparently) and we were looking around, when I spotted a rack of video-games. Curious, I stopped to thumb through them (this also happens a lot in dreams, lol, I guess in real life too in thrift stores). There were games there of various generations but no prices really lept out at me as good enough to pull the trigger on.

That's pretty much it for that fragment, then I remember lying down to WILD. I forced myself to get up and use the restroom (I was about to fall back asleep straight out) and when I got back I laid down and closed my eyes. It went very quickly, and suddenly I was startled back into waking mind by the sensation that my whole body was vibrating and there was a loud, train like sound in my ears. I knew these were just sleep vibrations, and as they passed, I laid still and listened. I kept my eyes shut and felt my heart beating fast from the start that I was given.

At this point I don't remember what happened. I think that after the noises passed, I may have actually been asleep and didn't realize it. It's also possible the noises passed, left me startled in bed, and I quickly fell asleep normally. I probably should have sat up and reality checked after the noises passed, because it may have been a totally successful WILD if I had.

At any rate, when I woke up this morning it was from another fragment:

I was in my car driving up a high-way ramp when for some reason I pulled over onto the side of the ramp and waited for a gap in cars (something made me do this but I can't remember what). Eventually, a gap came and I pulled out into the road, then pulled into the left lane because there was nobody there behind me and I figured I'd have time to get up to speed. As I did this and turned forwards, I realized another car was coming down the ramp the wrong way, and I quickly yanked my car into the right lane again. There were two guys riding on one motorcycle in-front of me, and I put on the brakes to not run into them. They put on their brakes at the same time, and as I wasn't braking hard enough, I pulled my wheel to the right to go off the ramp again. However, they pulled to the right too, and my car gently pushed their motorcycle off the embankment down the hill, while they both jumped off.

I quickly jumped out of my car and, for some reason, immediately ran down the hill to catch the motorcycle. When I got there, I picked it up and realized it wasn't much of a motorcycle at all-- it was like a little tiny motorcycle for children. I picked it up and hauled it back up the hill and set it on the pavement. The guy who was driving was the older brother of two siblings, and he apologized to me first, saying that he had slammed on the brakes because he was afraid there was a car coming, and if he had just kept going it would have been fine. I told him it was okay, I also could have just gone around them I guess, but anyway no harm done. Then he tried to start his bike and it wouldn't work.

I told him, which I knew from earlier in the dream somehow, that there was a mechanic up the ramp and across the street on the other side, as I walked with him and his brother up the ramp. I pointed it out to him, and he went inside a nearby building for some reason (I think it was a fast food joint). I started walking across the street (for some reason abandoning my car), and that's the last thing I remember before waking up.

only dreams i had this week were very short.

one dream with Jesus in it, but i don't really remember it.

Another dream had something to do with picard. He had all these extra starfleet shirts or something and some teenager guy needed a new shirt.

Nothing about Jamie. I hope to remember something good from her this week.

Awake/explanation
Normal dream
Lucid dream

Gonna start giving my dreams names, because it's more interesting than "WILD Attempt 13."

But, last night I was so worn out from going out in the morning, doing a bunch of homework afterwards, and then acting in improv for a couple hours that I headed to bed about to pass out at 11 PM. I set alarms for 2, 4, and 6 AM, but I slept completely through the 2 AM alarm, woke up at 4, and just turned the 6 AM alarm off (it's already sunny outside by like 5:15 anyway, I need to get a sleeping mask).

This dream also is not well remembered because I didn't voice memo it as soon as I woke up-- I actually fell asleep again for a couple hours and am typing it from memory.

Anyway:

11:30 PM - 4:00 AM

Knocked out. Hard sleep, don't remember any dreams, lol.

~4:15 AM - 9:00 AM

I wake up, turn my alarm off, and lie in bed for about 5 minutes staring at the ceiling lost in thought and drifting. I eventually force myself to get up (I really don't want to), use the bathroom, and then lie back down and try to WILD. I effectively just fall asleep instantly.

At some point however, I'm dreaming about being in my front yard again. I just can't really remember, but I think I may have WILDed into my bed, but not caught the false awakening, and as usual began walking out of my house, but not lucid. I'm not sure, but at some point I just had the thought, "this seems like a dream."

With this realization, I reached up and plugged my nose and blew a breath of air and was, like yesterday, kinda surprised that air went through. I turned to my right and looked over the fence to see there was a huge Pidgeotto (the Pokemon) and reached into air expecting to find a Pokeball. I did indeed come up with one, and lobbed it at him. It hit him, barely, and wobbled once as I was walking up, and he instantly popped back out. I didn't have another and he began charging me, and I took off running into my field-- starting to regret my attempt a little.

I heard a familiar "Pika" noise, and turned and noticed that a Pikachu was also running up the field, and there were further Pokeballs scattered along the field, I bent and scooped some up as I was running trying to avoid the Pidgeotto, and hit the Pikachu with one, caught it, and then sent it back out yelling at it to "Thundershock, or do something, please! Quick attack!?" (lol)

I think the quick attack command was the one that worked, and we defeated the Pidgeotto, which I then threw another Pokeball at and caught, sticking it in my pocket when it became tiny again. I found myself walking down the driveway holding the Pikachu in a bucket next, and I said something to it, and it started talking back like in Detective Pikachu. I can't remember what it said either, I just remember it presented me with a bow, and two quivers of arrows (which I somehow knew had 50 a piece inside them).

I fastened a quiver to my back, ignoring the ominous words of Pikachu, which I can't remember still, and headed into the street holding my bow. I didn't really know what to do now, and I recalled the mention from DVers that you could ask your dream characters things and sometimes get surprising answers. So I looked around me and found a friendly looking blonde man walking down the street (he was wearing khaki pants and brown shoes, had a blue-ish button-up shirt, and green-blue eyes), and ran up to him, saying, "Can you tell me where I can use this bow for something?" He kind of waved his hand and acted like he was apologetically dodging the question, and I said again, "No really, any idea at all, where can I use this bow?"

He mentioned there was a place down the road, but didn't say anything further, so I looked around again and found an Indian woman (as in, actual Indian, not Native American) walking on the other side of the street the opposite direction (she had a long multi-colored dress down to her ankles and black top, and black hair, with brown eyes). I walked across the street to her now and said, "That man said something was down the street where I could use this bow, do you know what he meant?"

She more quickly answered, "There's a war camp down the road about a mile where a bunch of warriors are stationed."

I thanked her and jogged down the road (the mile went by in probably 5 seconds, so I must be a record speed jogger), and found a dirt road offshoot of the main road and headed inside. The fact that I was brandishing my bow quickly set everyone to arms, I guess thinking I meant them harm. I shouted out that I didn't, but they didn't listen and began encroaching on me en masse, probably 40 people, and I started backing away and nocked an arrow in the bow.

In retrospect, almost as soon as this fight began I was drawn into the dream and lost my lucidity. I began quickly nocking arrows and shooting people around their various shields, in the legs, neck, whatever, but never fatally (not that I wasn't trying, I just wasn't very good with the bow). I eventually dropped the bow entirely and picked up a wooden shield, which elicited a laugh from someone nearby that I had picked up a shield being worked on instead of a finished one. A couple people laughed in response and I felt more threatened.

At some point, a person came up to me and swung a short sword at me, which I bashed away with my shield. It fell out of their hand, and I threw my shield down and set to work punching them in the face through their helmet, repeatedly, until they were backed up against the wall and I punched them a couple more times, brutally. I gave them a pretty bloody nose, and they slumped to the ground, but they weren't dead either.

This display of aggression seemed to set everyone into fear, and when I turned to face the rest of them, they backed away. Soon, people were lowering their weapons and simply eyeing me warily, as if they no longer wanted to fight. Amazed that this had happened, I set out to find the chieftain of the camp and ask him how I could participate, which is why I had come here in the first place.

When I found him, there was someone already speaking to him, and I guess charged with the anger and aggression of the previous moment and now lost in the dream (and my perception of myself as a gruff warrior following those events), I just pushed him out of the way by the shoulder.

I woke up almost instantly afterwards though. I went back to sleep for a little bit without recording the dream (oops), and then