dream fragment

Created Thursday 10 May 2018

Got a very long dream to note, a brief moment of which was a DILD. There's also some scraps.

Spoiler for Not gonna lie, it's a wall of text:

Dream 1 - Fork in the Streams

Scene 1 - Sun Temple Ruins One Mile From Home
The visuals were clear. I was going out for a walk around my neighborhood as part of my exercise routine, doing so during a cloudy near-dusk.

Later, I go further south than usual. The surroundings changed drastically, from a suburbs to the site of ancient ru*ins deep within a tropical forest. There, I met up with this explorer lady, an athletically built bronze skinned brunette dressed in worn hiking gear. She seemed a bit surprised to see anyone else there, yet was quick to have me follow. Not that it was a problem; I was already quite intrigued.

Soon into our travel, we found a massive palm tree, its coconuts each the size of wreckings ball. She'd offered a race to the top. I started my way up, but quickly realize this was an unlikely climb. Not that it mattered, since the explorer admitted she was joking.

Some more walking and an awkward moment of silence later, I spotted the sun peeking through the clouds. Even though it was supposedly twilight, the sun appeared high above the western sky, and yet, was giving off red-orange light as if it was already in the horizon. Its beams highlighted an object placed atop a ruined carved pillar, some kind of mineral orb. Beneath it was a stone statue of a human-sized gorgon (of the snake-tail-in-place-of-legs, pleasant-faced variety), created in such a way so as to be reaching for the sphere. Actually, this statue seemed unnaturally realistic and well preserved. Realizing I'd powers, I floated up for a closer look at both.

"I wouldn't touch that", warned the fellow traveller. "You wouldn't like it when it's awake."

"Heheh, yeah, I knew that", I responded sheepishly.

I took a moment to make faces and silly gestures at the statue. Perhaps a moment too long for my companion, for she was already much further ahead. Once I caught up, I found we were at the entrance of a modernized city. This landscape was built near a wide forked river, each stream incredibly wide. We didn't seem to know exactly where this was, but guessed it must've been somewhere in one of the Pacific States. Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Dead Mall
The visuals were quite dim. I was inside the second highest level of a desolate mall. The adventurer above was with me as well. There was no power in the site, and, save for some stray toppled furniture, it was mostly bare.

It soon became apparrent why this place was abandoned: the living dead were amok. Most of these dead consisted of walking skeletons. They weren't openly hostile. Yet, like machines gone awry, their brisk, aimless movement gave them a penchant to violently crash into things, a great danger to both themselves and anything in their path.

The explorer and I cleared a way through these skeletons, quite easily, given their fragility. While pushing through, we tried keeping near the edge of platforms. Risky business, but it allowed effortless disposal of any undead that bumbled in too close.

Eventually, we found tubular slides leading to the lower floor. I elected to cover our retreat. As the woman slid down, I was suddenly accosted by a 'zombie mage', if the living corpse's wizard hat and robes were any indication. The creature and I struggled a bit, our grapple unwittingly taking us down the slide. Once at the bottom, the zombie drew the surrounding skeletons towards me. At such rate, I woulda been mauled for sure. In reaction, I let out a shockwave, blowing each of the living dead to pieces. I wasn't all that happy having to release so much power on a 'chump fight', and an avoidable one at that. Although I felt it wasn't anywhere near everything I had, there was no telling how much I would need later... Things get unclear. Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Vegeta Fight Several Seasons Too Early
The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. I was watching an episode of classic Dragon Ball. This was mostly just kid Goku flying around on his nimbus. But later, Goku was attacked by Vegeta, not a fight that would occur so early. There were plenty more discrepancies to Vegeta, such his miscolored hair and armor (much as it was very early in his actual first appearances), his greatly reduced strength (though still much greater than Goku's), and, above all, his going by a completely different name. Supposedly, this character was created by one of Toriyama's subordinates, and was intended to appear this early in the series, but shelved for later. Unknown transition.

Scene 4 - Unprofessional Baseball Riot
The visuals were dim. I was playing baseball in a poorly lit domed stadium. This was a supposed semi-professional game, each teams consisting of both men and women of a fairly wide age range. I myself was both catcher and captain for my team.

First few innings went in our favor. But later on, our pitcher made a bad call, leading to the current hitter getting a two-run homer. Our team's coaches called for time. We made an agreement to bring in a replacement pitcher, a short college age girl, and the latest member of the fold. But, as she went to stand, one of the other players blurted doubts on her experience. The girl went livid. A big commotion stirred up, starting solely with our team, then embroiling the other as well. Cue riot. By the end of this, our group was banned from playing the next few games. Unknown transition.

Scene 5 - A Brief Lucid Return to Fork Stream City
The visuals were clear. I was in the outskirts of a large city, cloudy twilight above. I launch myself to the heavens. But, it seemed to take an inordinate amount of time to get through the clouds. Things blurred up. This somehow brought awareness. Took a moment to rub hands. Eventually, I finally made it above the haze and to the clear twilight sky. I flew to the horizon, past a whole ocean and green continent. In time, I spot a city placed around a forked river. Wait, didn't I see this before? Kinda dropped lucidity. I landed, where I met up with an unknown supposed fellow traveller. Much as in a previous scene, we debated what city this was. Unknown transition.

Scene 6 - DreamView's FireFlyMan - Coming Soon to a Theatre Near You
Similar visuals. I was seated in a fast food place. Characters from various media were about. This included Jasper from Steven Universe and a random Saiyan entering the store, both in the middle of a lewd joke. At a distant table, I spotted my cousin, Jason, seated by himself. Wary of his presence, I began leaving, though doubted I could do so unseen. So, I became invisible via vibration. Incidentally, this also let me phase through the walls.

Now, I was outside a riverside city, flashing lights illuminating the night sky. I made my way across a small pedestrian bridge. Contrasting the scenic view, the stench of wild beasts filled the air. Suddenly, Vegeta emerged from the depths (again miscolored and named differently), and attacks. I hold him off a bit, when another unknown figure smashes into my opponent from his flank. Worn and injured, the Saiyan prince retreats back into the water.

This new ally and myself both agreed Vegeta would return. So, we hid inside the second floor window suite of a nearby apartment building. My partner had since become Tony Stark. As we lingered, I decided to grab something from the fridge. Just then, I heard a noise, possibly one of the tenants. Whereas Tony was close enough to a hiding spot, I was practically out in the open. I reactively flickered back into invisibility just in the nick of time. There passed a little girl, rubbing her eyes in confusion, as she was sure she saw someone just then. Once given the chance, me and Tony climb out the window and jump to the streets. I glanced back up, and found a bewildered, deep tan skinned woman in her late thirties/early fourties peeking out the window.

Things rewind. I was back in the apartment. This time, instead of becoming invisible, I shrunk myself. I creeped away from the girl, only to almost get unwittingly stepped on by her guardian's (the girl's aunt, as I later overheard) bare foot. I sensed it would've been a matter of time before either spotted me. So, I flew to the window, then evoked a blinking aura around me. This light show dazzled the woman and her niece, enough so that once I stopped, they've completely lost track of me. I flew right under their noses, went out the door, then went back to the streets, restoring myself to normal size for good measure.

Just when I thought Tony (who was already outside) and I made a clean break, the woman above began shouting at us.

"Hey!", she yelled. I froze up, and did my best to look away. "Hey, you're Tony! And that's that superhero! Firefly Man, right?"

False memories affirmed this. Still, I wasn't looking for such attention. "Uh, no?"

"Yeah... yeah! That is you!" No tricking her again, it seemed. "So... what were you doing up here?"

I glanced back at her, and chuckled. "You'll have to watch tonight's news to find out.

The woman flashed a cheeky smile. "Well, good luck!"

The area is then flooded with Stark's fans. He's similarly preoccupied with a phone call, then walked elsewhere. Meanwhile, I make a call of my own, contacting my parents, both of whom were, against further reason, in on this superhero gig. They direct me to a nearby plaza, where we'd meet up.

I catch up to my travelling companion, only now, he had his role changed with an old friend, Leon. Anyway, we join up with my ma and pa. The latter starts giving random (but useful) advice. But, it seemed all but me and (partially) mom knew of his presence, while I alone could hear him. In fact, I was able to summon and un-summon dad via the phone.

Things get unclear. Our group take an elevator up a higher level in the plaza, where we discussed some plan. Transition.

Scene 7 - Dexter Lab - The Lost Potion Episode
The visuals were a bit blurrier. Spectator mode again, only with narration. I'm speaking to my brother Martin about a supposed lost episode of Dexter's Lab. This entailed the namesake boy genius acquiring a compulsion to create 'potions', an act strongly disapproved of by his parents. He later runs away from home, of which was not the one found in the series, but instead a suite in a sizeable condominium complex. Apparently, all of this was a thinly veiled allegory for some demographic, resulting in the episode and another packaged with it getting banned. Transition.

Scene 8 - Early Vegeta Resurfaces!
Similar visuals. I was walking out the above-mentioned complex during a thin overcast day.

I make my way around a deserted suburban neighborhood. False memories affirmed this was some kind of post-apocalyptic scenario.Later, I arrived by a fierce river, whole branches and similarly large debris towed violently in its muddy waters. An unknown companion was by the riverbed, waiting for me.

After a short discussion, my peer alerts me of a stench. They'd immediately reminded me of the above fight with Vegeta (still going by that unknown name), warning me to keep on alert. Soon enough, the Saiyan leaped out the water, and once again, challenges us both to a fight. While thinking of a way to deal with him, I blurted out my opponent's birth name. Somehow, this restores Vegeta's memory of his true name and heritage. Such knowledge overwhelms the prince, leaving him in a screaming fit.

I soon awaken.

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Watching Law and Order. McCoy was in one of his trademark rants.

Play wrestling with my nephew, Zalmon. Somehow, I accidentally broke his elbow. Quite a shock, until his arm magically realigned itself. He seemed ok, just a bit annoyed.

There was an event to take place in a huge event center, which appeared to me as a sort of pleasant hybrid of a baseball and football stadium. This event was to be the launching of a man from a cannon into a great trampoline, which subsequently would result in him flying off into oblivion (This is what we as spectators were to expect, anyway). I, simply just another innocent bystander among many, viewed this event from behind large glass windows. It was like we were in a private box, but it was on the same level as the ground level of the stadium.

I stood there among what i suppose were executives, people in charge of the event. I was accompanied by a couple attractive girls, blondes, who bore a resemblance to several girls from two of my IRL college courses. We were all excitedly awaiting the launch...

After the launch occurred, the old man bounced off the trampoline in a rather anticlimactic manner. He only managed to gain a few feet, and we all had expected him to fly much further than this. I felt disappointment, and a kind of sick recognition of an unfulfilled general aura.



Then, much to my disturbance, the girls beside me went out onto the field and started fucking some of the executives who had been viewing the launch. It was a ludicrous and raucous display, and it gave me a sinking feeling. Afterwards, the girls came back inside; one of them was apologizing to me it seemed, and attempting to console me, though i did not outwardly express my disgust at the disturbing display. She was kind, though, and it was almost as if her consolation negated her previous sexual misconduct. We walked together, and i somehow gained a solace about the situation.

There was much more to this dream, but this is what i remember.

Got hit with a bad sore the last few days, but that's subsided now. I'll hope it stays that way.

Log 1103 - Hooked Hand and Rick Brain Swap Scraps
Created Monday 06 May 2018

Scrap Group 1
At home. I'm fixing some electronic. Somehow, my hand gets impaled by a plastic hook, punctured from the back and going straight through the palm. Dad recklessly (yet cleanly) pulls it out.

At home. My brother is watching Rick and Morty in pain view of my neice and nephew. This episode had Rick negotiated with an alien to swap bodies with each other. Part of the procedure involved disembowelment. That's when I've decided the kids've seen enough.

Log 1104 - Elona Taxes Urban Area and Evil Fighters Scraps
Created Monday 07 May 2018

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Playing Elona+ Custom. I accidentally take all the gold from my shop's safe. High taxes were certain.

At an apartment room in an old urban area.

Spectator. Set in a busy shopping center during an overcast day. Frieza from DBZ suddenly appeared. He demanded to know where Goku was, lethally zapping those who didn't know, and telekinetically thrusting others that only had partial knowledge. Later, I'm given the role of Akuma from Street Fighter, who was looking for Ryu. I Ashura Warp throughout the place, startling people when I phased through them. Eventually, I find Ryu, whom was much different than usual. Apparently, he'd adopted a contemporary lifestyle, having his own vehicle, and even a wife (who was in late term pregancy). And yet, Akuma would not back down from a fight, and attacked the former world champion. During the fierce bout, Ryu's wife vehicularly assaulted Akuma. In response, Akuma smashed the car with a Messatsu Gou Shoryu. He then charged up a Messatsu Gou Hadou, when the dream ended.

Dream 1: I was not present in this dream, I was just watching it play out. Kurt Russell was a waiter in a quaint family diner. A couple were sitting at one of the tables with their daughter, who was blond and wearing pigtails. They were trying to teach him how to pronounce her name right, but he kept getting it wrong. He went to get her a glass of water, which he put into a plastic cup with the “Coke” logo on it. He wrote her name on the glass in sharpie and gave it to her, joking that “it’ll cost you a buck”.

Dream 2: I was spectating again. Harry Potter was in a small stone room with a dozen or so other students. He was telling them that he now agreed that co-ed dorms were a bad idea, because someone stole a very important spellbook given to him by a powerful wizard. Suddenly, all the other students vanished, and only Ron Weasley is left. Harry told Ron he knew he was the one who took it, and Ron pulled it out from under his shirt. He told Harry he was going to destroy him. Harry pulled out a metal sword decorated with purple foam lightning bolt stickers.

Dream 3: Spectating, yet again. Charlie Bucket, played by Freddie Highmore, was sadly watching an old box television set while sitting on a rug. He was watching his parents being interviewed on a television program set in a living room. His dad was visibly nervous and his mom was crying. It was about something he’d done, though I can’t remember what. He then had to walk onto the set and join them. The dream ended there.

Dream 4: Fragment. I went on a trip with Renee, Sage, Aspen, Justin, and Emily, I’m not sure who else. We rode in vans in stayed in cabins somewhere in the forest, but I don’t remember anything else.

Dream 5: Fragment. I was in a dark cabin. It was very modern, tidy, and well decorated, but the lighting was very low. I had to stay there by myself on the highest bunk bed.

Dream 6: My godmother, sister, and I went to a carnival. There was a large parking lot, and from there you’d have to cross a road to get to the rides. The road was for large trucks bringing supplies for the fair. A Chevron truck came bringing gas for the rides. There were crossing guards to help people be safe while crossing the service road. My younger sister went on a large blue roller coaster that went very fast with lots of loops and twists. My godmother asked me how on earth Anna could do that, and I said I didn’t know. We left after Anna got off, and we thanked the crossing guards, who asked for fist bumps. One of them was Morgan Freeman (?), and he did the “up high, down low, too slow” thing. Then we left.

Dream 7: Fragment. I was talking to my boyfriend over video chat, and he was sitting in a living room empty except for a couch. It looked somewhat like my friend Arthur’s dad’s living room.

Dream 8: I dreamt that I woke up in my room. There were some green ceramic bell wind chimes hanging from the light above my bed. I noticed if I tensed my face slightly and made a ringing sound in my ears, I could make them move, like I was pushing them without touching them. I tried the same with the metal heart chimes across the room, and it also worked. I then figured out I could touch things with my mind, so I gave myself a foot massage. Then I went somewhere that was my backyard, except with a huge pond in it. There were giant corydoras and arrowanas, and a few goldfish larger than their usual size. I told my sister to stay away from the two arrowanas, as they could eat her easily. Then I used my mind powers to push a red tricycle a little ways. Suddenly I was back in my room, in my bed. My mom and brother were there, and suddenly I noticed a white ceramic bell chime with colorful designs on it. It was moving by itself, without me doing anything. I was scared of it, and my mom said it was possessed. I grabbed a crucifix and tried to tell whatever it was to go away, but nothing happened. I touched it with the crucifix and yelled at it, but it did not stop. I woke up.

I haven’t been on in a long, long time, but I’d really like to work on lucid dreaming again.
I’m going to start by dream journaling, like I used to.

I can’t remember much, except for a dream fragment.
My freshman year English teacher was congratulating two members of the senior class on their “early marriage”. She said that every year, at least two students would get married before they graduated.
My boyfriend had an expensive looking camera, and he was photographing the couple. I was sitting next to him on the grass, while the couple walked down a carpet rolled out on the lawn.
I accidentally got in the way of one of his photos, and he asked me to move.
I laid down on my back on the grass, and he laughed and said he didn’t mean I had to do that, just to scoot out of the way.
That’s all I remember.

Created Saturday 05 May 2018

Got a DILD to note. There were a whole bunch of other dreams, but a kind of discomfort made recollection difficult.

Several intended and unintended WBTBs before this dream.

Dream 1 - Magical May 2018 Competition

Scene 1 - Inustrial Communal Place Brief Awareness
The visuals were blurred. I was an unknown wide facility, metal plating covering much of its walls. There was someone chasing me, or at least someone I was avoiding. So, while floating around, I kept near the ceilings, occasionally phasing through the ducts up to higher levels. Later, I found my brother, Alvaro in some communal bedroom. Got briefly aware. Immediate transition.

Scene 2 - Bare Diminutive Awareness
The visuals were blurred. I was home, showering upstairs, dim twilight peeking in from the window. Noticed the bathroom looked absurdly spaceous, retriggering lucidity. I made my way downstairs to the lounge, where I shrunk myself, first down to 1 foot in height, then even smaller. I then looked around, expecting to find unknown DCs to mess around with. Things destabilized. Took a moment to rub hands and concentrate. Transition half a minute later.

Scene 3 - May 2018 TOTM Advance Task I
The visuals were clear. I was at the lounge again, only back to full size. I step outside, but not to my neighborhood. Instead, I found myself at the lounge area of a beachside resort. A vast, round wicker canopy covered the place, the surrounding walkways, and most of the nearby shops, and also concealed a clear blue sky above. Seeing passerby's got me worried of my apparel (or lack thereof, given the whole shower thing above). An unnecessary concern, as I found I was already wearing pool shorts, a dark blue tanktop, and running shoes.

I started recalling the TOTMs, settling for the ice cream one. After some searching, I found a flower growing near an unkempt bush behind a trash can, the bloom akin to a deep violet trumpet creeper. Through telekinesis, I plucked the flower, and kept it hovering over my hand. I then tried changing it. Initially, it transformed into formless darkness, before finally settling into a large glass full of white ice cream. I ate a fingerful, but could taste and feel nothing, just a faint blandness. Both the food and environment were deteriorating. A half minute of concentration fixed as much. This time, the ice cream had a slightly yellowish tint. I took a dab, which felt much colder and a bit coarser than normal ice cream (more akin to the low fat/fat free variety, or frozen yogurt). As for the taste, it was plain vanilla flavored, followed by an oatmeal-ish aftertase.

Couldn't think of much else better to do. So I floated around aimlessly. It took more effort than usual to get off the ground, let alone to keep balance, which I could only manage by waving my arms around like an oaf. Furthermore, I couldn't get much higher than a head above a nearby archway.

The dream collapsed soon after. I tried DEILDing back in, but lost lucidity.

Scene 4 - Where'd He Get My ID?
The visuals were a bit blurred. This depicted the life of some young, lanky manager in a print shop. Through some crazy coincidence, his former boss from his old job, a stumpy guy with glasses, was now under his employ. Though a diligent worker, this ex-boss was also quite needy, demanding constant advice and oversight.

I was later given the young manager's role. The stumpy guy started bothering me to trade personal contact info with each other, more than I was sure was needed, down to our driver's liscense ID numbers. This made me very suspicious of my current state. Well, that, and that I found my own ID in this this young guy's wallet. The dream ended before I could do much about that.

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Some guy is making douchebag comments. I put him on an Argentine Backbreaker hold, then tossed him aside when he started whimpering.

Bad sleep, bad recall, bad opportunities for LDs...

Scrap Group 1
Playing Elona+ Custom. There's extra translated dialogue pertaining to Orphe's fate. Specifically, that he'd been trapped in some kind of time loop after unsealing that bound demon.

Browsing the internet. Wood Man's theme from Mega Man - The Wily Wars was sounding repeatedly.

Created Thursday 03 May 2018

Got a fragment and a DILD to note. There was a lot more non-lucid portions to the latter, and I'm sure several other dreams besides.

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At a beach with family. We left at dusk, at a time when the tides were rather strong. Warp. At home. Akuma and Ryu from Street Fighter were visiting, apparently to ask me for new pairs of sandals, of all things. Furthermore, me and my brother Arnie somehow knew how to make geta's for the two. That would've taken at least a week's work to get done. In the moment, I could only loan out my nephew's sandals to Akuma (the guy was laughably short).

WBTB by meditating. Certain distractions kept me up longer than I would've preferred.

Dream 1 - DILD In WILD's Clothing

Scene 1 - Another Inner WILD
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was upstairs in my sister Estrella's place. Seems I had to take care of my niece, Annette. I felt extraordinarily exhausted, enough so to just drop strait to bed. Both Arnie and Estrella passed by eventually, muttering disparaging remarks under their breaths. Meh.

Somehow, I was of mind to start a WILD. I quickly fell 'asleep' with complete awareness, and with my eyes opened, no less. Took the next minute to meditate, which caused the others to fade from view. I then shrunk myself for the fun of it. Next, I jumped down, and made my way out (or rather, under) the door. Things destabilized. I rubbed hands and concentrated while awaiting a transition.

Scene 2 - Missed That Kiss...
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in an unknown bedroom, dawn light peeking in from a distant window. Just about everything there was white, including the floor, the walls, the shades, and the bed covers.

I shrunk down once again, first to the size of an action figure, then to only about an inch high. Next, I leaped onto the bed, the creases on its sheets like small hills from my perspective. While gadding about, a gigantic woman steps in view, a nice looking blonde in white pajamas (of course). Perhaps too alluring for someone who'd just woken up, but I digress. She approaches, seemingly unaware of me, if not for her mischievous smile. Indeed, she seats herself alarmingly close to me, and in such a manner so as to shake the mattress as much as possible.

We greeted each other silently with a mutual gaze. The lady allowed me to climb on her palm. Then, to my surprise, she drew me closer to her pursed lips. But alas, I quickly lost hold of the dream, causing another unwitting transition.

Various forgotten, non-lucid scenes. Something about being in a hotel room with family. Don't recall how this ended.

Morning of May 1, 2018. Tuesday.



I become somewhat puzzled in one of my last dreams of my sleep cycle. I keep hearing the old Donny Osmond song (from when he was a boy), “The Wild Rover (Time to Ride)”, which I had on a 45 when I was a boy. It is a song that had not even crossed my mind in many years.

Eventually, during sustained hypnopompic disclosure (the period in which my previous dream’s meaning surfaces and is clearly understood), I perceive it as the usual autosymbolic waking process, which had borrowed “The sun’s about to rise”, one of the song’s lines. (This happens fairly often, that is, my dreams using waking process autosymbolism based on song lyrics, and it is sometimes songs of which I had not even thought about at all in years.)

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I found myself in a huge convention center, it seemed. And to my surprise, the place sort of circled around a large domain where the space needle was being constructed, though it was black. I met this woman, and everyone presumed she had an attitude about her that made her cold, unapproachable, and seemingly ill-tempered. I chose to ignore these elements and sat down with her at a picnic table, still inside this convention center. This woman's disposition was an absolute amalgamation of several personas of multiple strippers.

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I'm so stupidly foggy as to other dream aspects, but I was at one point conversing with my mother about something lifelike.

Additionally, my friend Matt was at my house, and he felt the need to watch television on our big screen downstairs. He gathered together a jumbled mess of extension cords, and sought the assistance of my father to garner a means to watch his program. When i met him at the foot of the stairs, I asked why he needed to do this, and he responded with "I didn't want you to give me that look of eyes five inches apart!"

WHO CARES WHAT PSYCHIATRISTS WRITE ON WALLS!

Created Sunday 29 April 2018

Got various things to note, though I've lost memory of several of these.

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Something about a highway drive.

Went to a fancy Chinese Buffet with my friend Vlad and brother Javy, the entrance priced agreeably at $6 per person. While going through the food counters, an attendant handed each of us a gigantic bucket of fried rice. I forgot it while serving myself other things, and only realized when I took my seat.

Dream 1 - Coincidental Return to My Old Job

The visuals were mostly clear. I was working again in my old job at the gas station. Coincidentally, Anthony, a former co-worker who'd left before I did, supposedly returned just a month prior. Spent quite a while catching up with ourselves, even if I'm embarrassed to admit certain matters. Later, I man the registers, only it was logged in someone else's name. Enter another presumed co-worker, a tall black guy. I realized we were never formerly introduced, but seeing as a lot of time has already passed, it would've been awkward to do so at that moment. A former boss, Paul, also showed up briefly.

Not too sure on much else. I know some woman ended up behind the registers to pick out cigarettes for herself. Don't recall how this ended.

Dream 2 - Botanical Draqueduct Trial

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was wandering around in the mid-upper levels of an apartment building, a grey sky visible out the windows. Later on, I go through walkways interconnecting the structure with adjacent buildings. These platforms got dangerously narrow at times, reduced to even a long wooden plank at its worst.

Eventually, I meet up with a striking figure, a tall woman with impressive musculature, and a forceful personality to match. She demanded I follow her into one of the buildings. Seemed unwise to not to heed as much. Inside was a series of blue stone hallways. A spectacular bloom of vines and other plantlife decorated every inch of this structure. Such vegetation grew thicker the deeper we went. And then, the plants began moving. They lashed out, forcing us further inside. As I was crossing a doorway, a shrub suddenly sprouted behind me, interposing between the woman and I. She bade I not mind her, that I continue on my own. I did so without hesitation. As I went further ahead, the vegetation dwindled in number. Soon after, I found myself back at the entrance.

The tough lady was already there, alive and well. She explained that I'd gone through some kind of trial, one only select persons were allowed to complete. After that, she takes me to another nearby building. Upon taking one step inside, a plant emerges yet again from behind, blocking me from the woman, the exit, and even from any light. "You alone were chosen", grunted the woman. "This is something you have to do on your own."

Unnerved, I walk towards the darkened open space ahead. Just then, a deep voice boomed from above.

"You have come far in this trial.", said the enigma. "Now, final judgement is upon you. But beware" the voice bellowed fearsomely, "failure in this next test will result in your certain demise. Prepare yourself!"

I shook in place uncontrollably. Only, I realized it wasn't me, but the entire structure itself. The floor quickly gave way. Now, I found myself sliding backwards through the winding tunnels of a vast stonework aqueduct, the sky partially in view through narrow slits above. I started looking for a way out of this unintended ride, when I noticed a terrifying figure overhead: a massive dragon, bony spikes protruding from its olive-green scales.

"How long can you survive?!", taunted the creature, quite apparently the source of the aforementioned voice.

I forced myself to go faster, hoping that I could somehow outrun the beast. Indeed, I did soon lose sight of it. But then, I found myself face to face with its massive jaws, snapping in from one of several occasional large openings on the walls of the structure. Luckily, its wicked fangs missed me by a hair.

Reactively, I reached into my pockets, but could only find a handful of stones. Still, I 'figured' I had magical abilities. I enchanted the stones, then waited. Eventually, while passing some large gaps, I saw the creature trying to swoop in at me. So, I hurled a stone at it, if feebly (I was still getting dragged by currents, after all). Nonetheless, even a mere graze caused it great distress. Roaring in fury, the dragon responded by breathing a gout of flame, almost incinerating me, had not the tunnel closed again in the nick of time. When it next tried to attack, I conjured an earth elemental, created from the materials of the structure itself. This being obviously stood little chance, but it could at least occupy the menace long enough to give me some distance.

Later on, my ride was abruptly halted by my getting dropped into a huge cistern. I swam around momentarily, scouting for an exit, but could see none. This delay cost me my lead. The dragon soon hovered in from above. In such circumstances, I was all but helpless. Just as I thought my demise was imminent, I was suddenly flushed into the depths. When I came to, I found myself sliding down that aqueduct all over again. The trial wasn't over.

Much of that sequence repeats, until I eventually woke up.

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Some extended scenes of the work dream above.

This dream memory is very vague and non lucid.

I remember standing by the entrance to the palace in the same hanbok as last time (maybe this could become a way for others to recognize me? ). I had somehow got myself to the palace for the shared dreaming experiment without having a lucid dream. At some point someone came up to me and asked "What are you doing?"

"Waiting on a friend", I told her or him.

We talked longer but I don't remember the words.

At first, I dreamt that I was in the front yard of my friend (Z)'s house. Our dads were sorting our clothes, yelling at us and getting rid of what's "inappropriate" (Basically just crop tops and shorts of any kind.) I remember there was a dark blue crop top T-shirt with three rings near the bottom, which would expose the stomach area. (Z)'s dad said, "Oh, hell no." And threw it into the "inappropriate" pile. I also feel like I remembered seeing a long sleeved crop top with a Disney character on it, like Winnie the Pooh or something. At one point, other people came, and we were all trying to sneak away from the piles of clothes. I remember it was pouring rain at this point. We were pretty successful, until I realized that someone else needed to escape.
My American history lessons must be leaking into my dreams, because, at this point, I ended up helping a runaway slave. He was in his late teens or early 20's, with short hair and (I think) a light blue, button up shirt.
Although the rest of the environment was modern (cars, etc.), the guy that I was helping looked and acted like he was still from the 17 or 1800's. So, my mind decided that we were in the 1700's, although there were still cars and modern streets all around. We got into a car, which had an interesting design. It was wide and rounded, reminding me of something out of The Lorax. I'm pretty sure that it was red, and on the inside, the levers and stuff were a lot longer (easy access?). The doors were also different; the hinges were around where the middle of the windshield would be, so it was... Interesting.
He drove for a bit, quickly and recklessly, to go north quicker. After a few minutes, we realized that if someone saw him driving, they would report him as a runaway. Because of this, we switched spots (while the car was still in motion), and decided to pretend that he was my slave to avoid suspicion. I think I woke up at some point in the middle of this dream.

I had another dream, but all I remember is that I was walking in a forest, on some kind of quest. There were patches of snow, and a path, which led into a cave. I don't remember any of what happened, but it was I nice environment.

The first dream happened the morning of the 25th.


The dream memory was pretty jumbled when I woke up, so I am reconstructing based on memory, voice recording, and a bit of creativity.

Earthquake / Movie Series
I was trying to ride a bike, but it wasn't working correctly. A device I was looking at told me to visit two locations in town due to recent "embarrassments" that happened. My brother went with me to check out one of the stores. I recall seeing some items such as old gameboy advance SPs, UFO stuffs, etc. Thinking back, it reminded me of a souvenir shop.
Next thing I recall I was in a shed behind the house I currently live at, when suddenly the ground started shaking fairly violently. I walked outside and the earthquake got serious. I could see the ground moving and I had to crouch to the ground and try to hold on to something. I then saw what looked to be a tree in front of the house topple over completely. I heard it crack and snap, and saw the top of the tree disappear out of sight. The earthquake stopped, and I went to go investigate. My family stayed back in the shed for some reason. Turns out the majority of the tree was still intact, but a large branch had snapped right off and was lying in front of the tree. Suddenly it started pouring outside. I had the feeling my family was just about to leave the house to go visit my niece and nephew. I went inside the house for some reason, and on my way up the stairs I noticed it was raining indoors! Like a minecraft glitch or something the rain was just straight and consistently falling from the roof, yet there was no visible holes showing the outdoors. I noticed how odd it was, then I saw the window was open, so I shut it, even though it didn't fix it. I went to my room and it had a layer of water on the bottom. It was also raining in this room as well. I started lamenting my computer as it had to be toast now due to the water exposure. I grabbed whatever it was I went into the house for.
I then explored the house further for more damage and found myself in what seemed to be an attic. Again, it had a layer of water on the floor, so it was flooded. I noticed 3 distinct holes that were just spewing water. One spot looked like a drainage pipe that just came loose, so I pushed it together and it was fixed. The other two were a hole in the floor and one on the wall. I then noticed what I figured was either a hot water heater or otherwise a pipe of some sort. I turned off the water flow and let it drain a bit I opened the hatch to get inside and walked on in. I patched any further holes I saw inside these pipes, but on my way out a family member must have noticed the door open because the door suddenly shut and the water valve was turned back on. I then drowned due to the rising water level inside...
Suddenly the perspective changed and I was watching the character that died, and he looked just like Jim Carrey did in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind(Which I just watched the night before. Good movie, recommend).
I get a glimpse of the character's funeral which included the typical black dresses, weeping, etc. The family was mortified. I then saw the outside of the home again. I'm just observing whats going on, and I see a few white statues gathered around the yard. I thought about how I could have shared with the family what I was doing before trying to fix the leakage. I then blamed myself for causing my family so much grief. Even though the character, or me, or whatever was dead, I was still walking around like a ghost or something. Feeling guilty, I left a message for the dream wife explaining what happened and apologizing for being an idiot. The white mages I saw before approached me, and called themselves dead poets. They invited me to join their group, under the condition that I abandon my old life and never contact them again seeing that I'm dead. They did recommend staying for the burial. They told me I would not be seen due to the SEP. (Somebody else's problem, an effect from HHGG that causes people to ignore the supernatural as if it wasn't there simply because they couldn't possibly be bothered to see it.) I replied that I kinda sortof made a scene my leaving a voice message on the wife's phone. They laughed it off and said that couldn't possibly have any effect. She wouldn't hear it, or it wouldn't have any ramifications, etc. They were wrong. My dream wife saw me immediately at the wake and chewed me out for "faking my death" and "Being an asshole" and "betraying the family..." RIP. She accused me of having an affair, that I didn't love her, etc. what a mess.


The next dream happened the morning of April 26th, after my sleep cycle ended. I recalled no other dreams, so I set my alarm to snooze. Still no dreams. Back to sleep, and that's where this dream comes in. Tragically, I immediately lost many of the dream's details once I woke up, and even with grabbing the voice recorder right away, I could not recover many details I wanted to.


TOTY / Lucid
The dream was very hazy. I found myself floating which is a normal dream sign for me. I commented that I must indeed be dreaming, since this only happens in my dreams. I instantly became lucid, but I really wanted to stabilize the dream. I wanted to make it more vivid, make sure it doesn't end soon, and to increase my control in the dream. I did the nose plug RC and I could breathe well. I noted how unusual this was, since usually when doing this RC I have to struggle to breathe through the plugged nose, but this dream it worked as if there was no blockage at all. I did indeed stabilize the dream to where it felt vivid, but I couldn't fully engage my senses. I was there, but it was not as good as it could be. I started on my list of tasks I would like to accomplish. Step 1, teleport to dream house. One goal is to make my childhood home the center of my dreams. I want most dreams to start there, and I want it to be a hub to visit various persistent dream realms and projects. Anyway, I don't remember how I got to the dream house, but I recall seeing a table and thinking with expectation that I would spawn in a fantasia hat. This hat would allow me to make inanimate objects come to life and do what I wanted them to. The hat did not appear at first, so I then tried putting my hand in front of me and covering my sight of the table where I wanted it to spawn. I then said it would be there when I lowered my hand, and it indeed was there! The hat felt very fake though. The color was more purple than blue, and it was smaller than expected, so it didn't fit my head. It just sat on top. I made a small object come to life. It floated, it glowed, it made sounds, but it didn't do any chores. I then tried it on a vaccum cleaner and a broom. While it did work, I noticed each object earned a small black attachment that signified it was being controlled by the hat's magic.


I then went exploring in the house, and found it was a mixture of 3 homes I have previously lived in. My logic was clearly not as it should have been at this point because I exclaimed several times how accurate things looked while at the same time fumbling throughout the place like I didn't know where I was going and the layout didn't make sense. I was sortof trying to recreate my dream house as I was walking around and it didn't quite work. I recall going upstairs looking for my old bedroom and I found 3 bedrooms that shouldn't normally be there. I was exploring my old bedroom and noticed it had purple paint on the walls and it was nothing like the appearance of any bedrooms I have had before. I did notice my old comforter on the bed though, so that's interesting. I did actually see the hallway and my older brother's bedroom upstairs as I remember them. The bedroom had a blue carpet and was empty. I called for my dream guide but she didn't show. I tried summoning her around a corner with no success; I called her name, and random children and pets showed up. I actually called out the name Melania at first before catching myself that her name should be Sarah. I ended up going back downstairs and I saw my two brothers eating a pasta meal, and I was going to sit down with them but the only open seat was covered in pasta..

The earliest scene I recall was of a group of 4 police officers reporting to a scene of another officer about to jump off a tall building. The officers were all walking with one hand on their belts and the other ready to grab their gun. The officer on the building fell off the building head first and died on impact. It looked like he was forced off instead of jumping by choice.

I then recall the police showing up at my door. The house was actually one I lived in about 6 years ago. It was a trailer home with a storage unit. The officer told me I needed to come with them, as there appears to have been a robbery at our location. Another officer stayed with my family to brief them on the situation. I checked our storage unit and sure enough it was broken in and cleaned out. The cop gave me a firearm and a short safety lesson on how to use it. I already have gone through gun safety before, so he wasn't telling me anything I didn't already know. I get in his car and the dream scene shifts to when we get to the location of the suspected robber. It appears to be a walmart parking lot. The first thing I notice is an ambulance with its siren on and lights shining, pulling away from the store entrance and driving away toward a hospital. The police officer tells be to open the trunk and put on a bullet-proof vest. I oblige, and start putting it on. It feels very heavy. Its a pea green vest that is put on like a button-up shirt. The officer notices a big white van that appears to belong to the robber. We start walking toward it, but it drives away before we get to it. The officer gets all dejected and calls the mission failed. The dream ends as he tells me to hand over the gun as the suspect got away.

I get the feeling that I need to record this interesting dream, so I pull out a recorder and repeat what happened into it. I was dictating the dream in a weird middle eastern accent, meanwhile my mother gave me some reading material on lucid dreaming to check out. I wasn't interested in what she gave me as it was more related to dream interpretation. (This whole section is closely related to my waking life. I just bought 4 lucid dreaming books and this is the first night I have decided to record my dreams first on a voice recorder.)

I recall another dream involving a comedian who looked like Morgan Freeman, but sounded like someone completely different. I wish I could recall the voice to say who it sounded like, but that is something that will remain a mystery it seems. He first told a story of a man who was covered in thick reddish-brown hair. It was like an animal with its rough texture. I dunno what point he was trying to make, but he segwayed it into how we need to be more loving and tolerant toward those who look and sound different to us.