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6.3.2023

Church Adventures (Lucid)

There is a play going on at my old high school. One of the scenes, I recall, involves someone passing gas. But the kid playing this part missed it, so they decide to somehow slip the scene in later. I’m behind the stage as this is going on, but I start to make my way around to the front. Out front though, I’m kind of awkward, not sure where to stand and not wanting to block people’s view...

...Later I’m in a hallway. There are books – different colors for different age groups. Yellow and green, I recall. At least one of them is a mystery book. My brother comes along, and some girls come along and start talking with him. Then they hug him and lean on him, in a way that seems flirtatious to me. My brother is married, and this bothers me, until one of the girls leans back and snuggles against me. Meanwhile, my mother is standing a few feet away reading one of the colored books...

...(same dream?) At my brother’s church. My mother and I are sitting outside of the sanctuary. The earlier service ends, and it appears that either the second service or Sunday school is starting in the sanctuary. My mother doesn’t want to go into the sanctuary, saying that she thinks “it isn’t important”, or something. Her explanation for this is that the music uses guitars, and to her (in the dream, not waking life) this makes it less important. I sit with her a few moments, and then decide that I’m going to go into the sanctuary. When I go in, I find that the service is not taking place, and possibly there is no Sunday school either. I ask someone when the second service is going to be (or maybe Sunday school) and they tell me it starts somewhere around 1:00pm. That’s quite a while from now...

...In the dream, my brother is the pastor of this congregation, and he is now closing up the building. I jokingly quote Ebenezer Scrooge from one of the movie versions of a Christmas Carol: “you keep close watch on the closing hour”. He replies with quoting the same movie. I seem to get a bit muddled in what I’m supposed to say, but eventually I say “don’t work overtime, you might make something of yourself”. We leave the building, me still pretending we are in A Christmas Carol movie. My brother walks home, and I follow pretending that I’m the children singing “Father Christmas” from the 1970s musical version. Some kids actually show up at this point...

...In the church building. My mother and I are in a room somewhere, and she points out to me a nice looking dish that is sitting on a table. The dish has a flower design on the surface, and is textured so that you can feel it as you run your fingers along it. My mother explains to me that it is a “Dream Flower”. That prompts me to do a reality check, and I find that I can breathe while my nose is pinched shut. It takes me a couple of moments to fully aknowledge that I’m dreaming though, because this seemed so real up to this point. I wasn’t actually expecting it to be a dream when I did the RC. But I eventually become lucid. I remember the competition, and that I have completed the first of my 3-step task. The next one is “super speed”. I’m not exactly sure how to accomplish this. At first I try flying, but am having difficulty with this. I also try running, but the rooms don’t seem to be large enough to build up enough speed. I go outside, but it’s cold out there and for some reason that makes me not want to go very fast. I go back inside to try indoors again, but the dream fades...

I was either awake now, or it was a false awakening. Anyway, I tried to hang on here, waiting for the dream to reform. I suspect that it did, and that’s why some of these scenes seem out of order in my memory, but I’m not sure. I don’t think I came back lucid though. I also remember the following scene:

...Some guys are sitting around a room (in the church, I think). They are talking about an old truck. One guy seems to be very emotional about this truck, and finally gets up and runs to the bathroom. I wonder if he has gone to cry or to throw up, or what. He comes back in a couple of moments with toilet paper or a tissue...

Dancing Corgis

We are sitting somewhere, with a view of the street. I look over and see what appears to be a couple of squirrels. As I look, it turns out that they are Corgis. The Corgis are jumping and dancing, in what seems to be a coordinated way. We go over to look at them, and sure enough they are in a group and doing a coordinated dance. There is a man leading them, dressed like someone from a circus. He is using some kind of GPS technology to help coordinate the dogs, kind of like the fancy marching band patterns you see. Except that these dogs are doing really fancy things, making 3D shapes and such. Now they’re in a small auditorium, and I walk down from the back a little bit. I mostly see people now, sitting on chairs and playing musical instruments (including kazoos). I back away from one guy, thinking I’m making him nervous, and go back to the back of the auditorium. The Corgis come back out, coming up the center aisle. One Corgi decides that it wants to be my friend, and starts following me...

My Brother’s Girlfriend

In this dream, my brother isn’t married. But he has a girlfriend. She looks like one of my friends from the University. She also seems to get really nervous whenever people talk to her, to the point where she starts shaking. There is also something about a girl I went to school with a couple of years ago. She was married at the time, but in this dream she is single. At some point I go into a bathroom to relieve myself. Also to change clothes, I guess. Or maybe I’m having trouble pulling my pants up? Anyway, I decide I should shut the bathroom door, and find that the latch that holds it shut is broken. I think my nephew comes into the house at this point.

Fragments:

(1) My Uncle is talking about a state park lodge – something about them being crooks? There is at least one other person, or maybe even a band, involved.

(2) Someone has decided to give up drinking alcohol, or soda pop, or something. He is now sitting with Albert Einstein, who is cleaning the inside of a glass full of rusty looking water with a brush. This is “mineral water”. He gives it to the guy, who also seems to be me now, saying that he wonders if it is too strong. Me/the guy takes a sip, and it’s so awful that I/he can hardly swallow it. Letting a lot of it just kind of dribble out of my/his mouth, I/he try to smile and pretend that I/he like it.

The Dream Timer; Tribal Elixirs; Purple Portal to the Dream Sanctuary
The Dream Timer
I begin to see light through the back of a car window appear. I’m aware as images start to form in the slight bluish light. There appears to be some kind of machine to the left which looks like a box of some sort – possibly a microwave. The shapes then becomes two cars. I get excited as I recognize that a dream is beginning to form and calm myself slightly so as not to make the dream fade. I begin to gently move my dream body ensuring that my physical body won’t be affected. I begin to make my way out of the back window and realize that I’m good to go! I’m struck by the sheer vividness of the dream. I exit the back window of the car and begin to slide down a small metal bronze platform on the back of the car. I consider dream goals and think back to the summer competition. I don’t want to puruse the dream sanctuary due to risk of having the dream collapse; I want it to last a while. I then remember that eating/drinking something was one of my personal tasks. I anticipate a chocolate bar being in my left hand as I raise it, yet nothing appears when I do. I slide a bit further and there is a glass with what appears to be a small amount of red wine and I have some, yet there isn’t any taste. I float farther down the dream scene, down an area of what appears to be a wide alleyway with rooftops converging two stories overhead to shelter the area from the sun. It appears to be a bazaar of sorts with muted brown colors and some reds and greens that pop out. There are a few female dream characters on the fringes as I glide down the alleyway. I shout “Aware!” as I want to raise the vividness and clarity. I think back to a podcast and continue to move my eyes around the dream scene so as not to fixate in one area and collapse the dream. The alleyway converges into a large square forum area of sorts with additional colors and the presence of some foliage. I begin to hear a ticking from behind me and interpret this to be a timer of sorts counting down to the end of the dream. I attempt to counter this my counting backward from ten, progressively more slowly, in order to dilate dream time. I make my way down from ten, yet the dream goes black.
I begin spinning within the dark scene, along with streaks of gray, motivated to hold awareness. I begin seeing a bluish scene form, but decide I don’t want a blue dream scene, and attempt to change it to green.
Tribal Elixirs
I emerge into a dream scene roughly 20-30 feet in the air. It’s an exilerating feeling an upbeat song begins to play within my mind, reflecting my excitement. I consider the dream goal of consuming a magic elixir. I look below and view a very vivid body of water resembling the pool in M street. Small red-tinged plants are growing out of the water which resemble plants in Serrano. I turn in the air to my right and notice a very tall narrow wooden pole, almost like a tree trunk, ascending into the air. The surface is covered within intricate white and yellow flowers, somewhat resembling orchinds. I begin to ascend the ‘totem’ in search of an elixir. At the top I find a very small thimble of sorts, but decide this won’t suffice as the elixir. I turn to my left and take in the view of a simple village consisting of huts, some with roofs, some without. There don’t appear to be any DCs at this time. To the far right appears to be a area strewn with several mats for sitting with a somewhat elaborate color schemes and adornments. I decide this must be the dwelling place of the tribal leader and the perfect place to look for the magical elixir. I approach the center of the area and a tray has several glasses and a goblet – two of the glass have liquid in them: one with wine and one with appears to be a champagne of sorts. I drink the one with the lighter liquid and it has a very bland taste – it’s not the elixir. I continue to fly in the heart of the village toward structure with simply a wide wooden base yet no roof. I female DC character is laying in this area and appears to be very life-like. I look at the DC briefly, taking in the detail, but quickly move on in order to move farther into the village. I make my way in a bit farther, but the dream begins to fade.
I am once again in a dark void with swirls of gray. I insistent on maintaining my awareness as I swirl.
Purple Portal to the Dream Sanctuary
A scene rapidly appears, yet appears to be very cartoon-like. There are orcish/penguin looking figures adorned with spiked armor in an area which appears to resemble the foyer to the castle in Mario 64 mixed with the design theme of Orgrimmar. I begin to focus intently in order for the dream to become more vivid and life-like, and have a degree of success; the scene becomes slightly more realistic. The area maintains it’s orcish theme, and I float to the upper level of a walkway to the side of the main area. I turn and notice that behind a wall with large opening lays the heart of the city – a central area to the orcish stronghold which resembles the central gathering area of Orgrimmar. I fly into this area and notice two large structures. I decide not to stay in this dream scene and begin to consider finding a portal to go through. I find my way to a nearby wall and start to phase through. My vision begins to go black as my head enter the wall and I realize I may lose the dream. I re-emerge from the wall hoping that the dream will sustain – it does. I move forward a bit and notice a small half-sphere of what appears to be purple crystal, with fragmented portions containing dream scenes inside. I reflect that this would be the perfect way to find the dream sanctuary. I begin to phase into the center of one of the fragments and the scene expands into a small clearing with an earthen tunnel at the end. Inside the tunnel sits what appears to be a hut in the forest. I enter the tunnel and suddenly find myself within the hut structure. It is an earth-hewn cavernous room which extends down in a sort of tunnel-like shape. The area to the left begins to rise up to a sort of half-story area. I want a meditation area, so I imagine one around the alcove approaching on the left. I also want it to be more adorned and ‘homey’. I enter the alcove and notice a large stone tablet protruding form the well with roughly seven circular stone button in an arch. Each circular stone button is correlated with a symbol, two of which I remember as a moon and a crystal. I decide I want the sanctuary to morph into the ‘moon’ phase. I press the button and sense that the dream reacts. At this point the dream fades and I wake up.

*After review of the dream journal, entry to the 'Moon Phase' of the dream sanctuary is something I'm eagerly working toward. This will be essentially a hub where I will work on Dream Yoga stages. I hope to have a mediation area, a portal area which shows locations I may venture to (using the crystal phasing technique used in the 3rd portion of this trilogy so as not to collapse the dream), as well as a precipice to ask questions directly to the dream (subconscious mind).

I remember another dream fragment in which I'm speaking to my mom about going into enforcement. We then find ourselves in a car and there's a screen in front of the center console depicting an officer. I have my work radio attached to me.

WBTB Success: 2
First WILD: 10
Eat/Drink Something: 5
Fly: 5
Hand Through Object: 5
Phase Through Solid Object: 10
Complete Old Personal Goal: 10 (Counting it as old although this is the first legit looking sanctuary)
*Not going to count time control since I can't determine if it truly had an effect
Non-lucid Fragment: .5
Total: 47.5

6.2.2023

Conference Lucid, and some progress with the blackout

I don’t know if all of the following was the same dream, but it seems to make sense to arrange it as such and in the following order:

There is a girl that someone wants to meet again. He walks through a train, looking for her. He finds her on the last car of a train. A piano player is there too. The last car seems to be where poor people sit. He looks at the girl, sitting in the corner. She kind of smiles and shakes her head at him (or something). He’s not sure what she means by this...

Somewhere – in a hotel maybe. There is a conference going on that I’m supposed to be at. I calculate in my mind what time I need to leave to be there on time, and decide that I would need to leave by 10:00. I look at the clock to see how long I have, and it looks like it is just about 10:00 now. I rush out, I think to catch a train...

...I’m a bit fuzzy about whether the conference starts in an hour at 11:00 or in a couple of hours. I could walk back to the conference center, but there is also a train that I could take. I discuss the merits of each with someone (my mother?). This has to do with dining, it seems. There is a restaurant along the way if I walk. Mom and I in store dream here? I decide to take the train. I arrive at the conference center, several hours early it turns out. I wonder to myself what I’m going to do for the next couple of hours. I go into a restroom. It’s fairly nice, but it’s one of those dream restrooms where there isn’t much privacy. No doors on stalls, etc. Also, there are one or two women in there. I chuckle to myself over this, because it’s like one of my dream restrooms. Then I decide to do a reality check, and become lucid. I think the dream starts to fade...

...At some point I seem to be in this conference center (I think, though I’m not sure). I go walking down a walkway, where girls seem to be hanging out. It’s a nice place to meet girls, but I don’t think I’m really there to do that. I turn around and head back the way I came. There is a set of double doors to my left that have the name of some superhero on them (Spider Man, Iron Man, The Hulk, or someone)...

...Still at the conference center, not lucid. Walking around, I notice how unfamiliar and almost “dream-like” things seem. I decide to do a nose pinch RC, and find that I can still breathe. Becoming convinced that this is a dream, I inhale deeply with my nose still pinched. I can see a lady from my church nearby. I become lucid. For some reason, I start reciting poetry – Eldorado, by Edgar Allen Poe. This might be a means of stabilizing the dream, or maybe just something I find to be fun at the moment. I might get up onto a table and pace around while talking. The dream begins to fade, but I have been starting to suspect that this tendency to “wake up” soon after becoming lucid might be false awakenings caused by expecting to wake up, so I hang on. The imagery comes back! I think about the competition, and try to remember what I’m supposed to do. Flying was one thing, so I try to levitate. It’s a bit difficult, but I manage to float up a few feet. I get stuck at the ceiling, having trouble breaking through. I float around a bit before losing the dream, or else I don’t remember what happened after this.

...Coming back from somewhere. The conference above? I’m sitting in a vehicle, and I see what appears to be the guy driving now standing outside the car talking to someone else. As he’s talking, he starts singing a song (I think it’s the song “Tell me Why”). There are two homeless people standing there, and they sing along. We continue on our drive, and talk about how talented those people were and how the talent should be appreciated. Then we try to drive up a steep set of wooden stairs. They’re a bit rickety. We get stuck, and need to get out to push. I need to put on my shoes first though. I get out, and sit in the car and/or lean against the car to put them on. Someone gets out from the front seat, and has to put on his shoes as well.


Girl Moves In, and the Toaster Oven

Cooking something in a toaster oven. It’s a rolled up thing of some kind. There are two toaster ovens to choose from – a high powered one and a lower powered on. I decide to use the lower powered one. One of the girls from the apartment next to me has moved into my apartment, and I think since someone else is living in the apartment I should put the smoke detector back on the wall where it was (I had put it in a drawer in the bathroom, because it kept going off when I was cooking). I bring smoke detector back out, but then I see that the thing in the toaster oven is putting off smoke. I think I end up putting the smoke detector on the couch and cover it with a sheet, hoping it won’t go off...Someone shows up and talks about mowing that needs to be done “in Germany”. I offer to do it, and they agree. “Germany” seems to just be a neighborhood in town.

"Pruners" and the Snakes

People from the Cru campus ministry. R- is one of them. I had put up signs a while back (in the dream) advertising that I was interested in a ministry called “Plums”, or “Prunes”, or something like that. R- is interested in this, and it turns out that – unbeknownst to me – “Prunes” had to do with acting (I’m not an actor). She is excited to think that I am a “Pruner”, or “Plumer” or some title related to the word. We go up some stairs, I think. There is a snake involved in some way...This might flow into the following:...Some people are in a shooting game, or movie perhaps. They might be soldiers. The are in a dry, dusty place, going around a large hill on a road. They notice something moving a little ways off, and it turns out that there are very large snakes threatening them in some way. They shoot at the snakes...

Singing Game

My Mom and brother are talking and playing a game. I feel like my brother isn’t paying attention when I talk, and just talks over me. This annoys me, but I also feel that it would be wrong of me to just keep on talking and try to drown him out (this occasionally happens in dreams, and I get angry, but this time I make the conscious effort to show Christ-like humility). I also feel left out of the game. I join in the game anyway – it involves picking up tiles along with singing - I sing “It’s a Grand Old Flag”, or something, picking up tiles with pictures of flags and such as I come to the words in the song. One of the words has to do with the word “heart” (maybe it was the “emblem of the land I love” part) and I look for a heart tile. This is a little challenging, and I keep seeing red shapes that sort of look like hearts but might not be.

I was back on fourth as wether to count this as a lucid dream. The level of lucidity was... questionable. But thinking back I really was at most would describe a "layer 2" and did execute dream control.

First sleeping period: 7:00pm to 10:00pm.

I was at a robotics competition of some form. It was taking place on a university campus plaza with different students lined up showing off robots they had made. The dream scene taking place in a university quad type area with post-modern-looking organic glass and steel buildings surrounding us.

I had one. I distinctly remember its design being built off the chassis of an old toy tank with rubber treads. Maybe about 25cm long and 20cm wide. It had a large solar cell on top plugged into a birds nest of wires and random components on the bottom and to one side was a small mechanical arm with a camera and a little claw on it on it. I remember I was placing the robot inside a cylindrical room. It was about the size of a phone booth or porta potty but had no apparent features inside.

Some other students came along and mocked me as they had a much bigger and more advanced humanoid robot. I said "I don't care I'm proud that I made it." I think Manei was present for a bit, but ended up wandering off.

I distinctly remember seeing myself in a mirror or in third person and recognizing that I was acting as my dream identity. This triggered lucidity. I think I became more aware of this as I remember playing with my hair and it was black. (Hade has long black hair waking life me does not) I remember thinking that playing with it was working as good dream stabilization. I distinctly recall having a sort of false memory wherein I recalled the dream where Marcus made this body for me to use he had mentioned that the hair was modified to not ever become oily or tangled.

I then had another student approach me. He said something to the effect of "The administrator wants to see you. I think you are in trouble."

I felt a bit of anxiety, but lucidity supressed the emotional charge. I decided I would teleport right to him, because I didn't know where he was. I pulled up a computer that I had originally been using to program my robot. It had a window open taking up most of the screen, a white background with gray text. I typed

/tp @Hade @Admin

I was in a white void. Then a big oak desk appeared with this guy who looked like Ronald Regan. He had an american flag on a short flagpole with gold fringe. The flag had vertical stripes and only one big star in the blue rectangle. I recognized him as the administrator. More objects began to appear as a very formal and high class looking government office formed around me. I distinctly remember the effect being similar to loading into a new environment in a laggy or buggy video game with more objects appearing in bursts every few moments and objects sometimes appearing to be blurry or low-poly before resolving to a higher level of detail.

The administrator steepled his fingers and talked to me but I forgot what he said. Two more people walked in. One was a bureaucrat looking woman with pale skin, black hair and square glasses wearing a gray suit coat and black stilettos. The other guy looked and dressed like Admiral Hood from Halo 2. Meanwhile I was distracted by a rather embarrassing problem as I was wearing a white tank top/undershirt that kept rolling up from my waist giving it the effect of a crop top but with a thick round band where it rolled up on me. I kept getting distracted looking down at my body trying to unroll it and it kept curling back up. I tried concentrating on the problem, command it to stop with dream control to no avail. I could see the other dream figures were a bit irritated with me being distracted, so I just took the top off. When I did it continued to roll and bunch up in odd ways on the floor, almost as though it were alive. It twisted into a tight sort of doughnut shape.

"You are the dreamer. We need you to assemble a battle fleet and [blah blah blah] or we could lose this war."

"I need to talk to my admiral and see what he says." I responded. In that moment I imagined my admiral as one of the alien characters from my scifi RP group. I then started thinking about going on a space adventure. I remember a very brief involuntary scene change onto the bridge of my starship, the Natsu. It looked somewhat like the Roci ops deck stylistically but was a simple octagonal shape and didn't have two levels. I remember I was putting on a black skintight spacesuit and Manei was tying up her hair so she could put a helmet on. Then the scene changed back to the first location of the university campus.

I then remember I am poking around in my dream body. Manei is standing there wearing a tan sweater and holding a big paper coffee cup with a lid. She just kind of idles there for a minute while I fool around in my dream body like I'm going to do or say something interesting. I stay there for another minute. I pinch myself to see if it will wake me up (it doesn't) and (in a non sexual way) I am just feeling really good experimenting with it. I then remember getting irritated that my feet felt hot and grimy so I took off my shoes and socks and felt a lot better.

I then tried jumping as high as I could without engaging with flight. I jumped maybe six or eight meters into the air and sort of floated at the top of my arc for a second. I think as I am coming back down that my knees will hurt on landing (as I've gotten older IWL I've started having knee trouble). No pain whatsoever. I also remember thinking about breathing. Breathing just feels a lot better, a lot more invigorating.

I remember we walk away. My little robot is following us and I jump up and walk along a black metal railing, feeling the coolness of the metal and the subtle texture in my feet as I balance. I am walking along a round black metal tube but have no trouble balancing even while not concentrating on it. I divert some attention to the sensation as dream stabilization but I can tell the scene is fading out.

"I feel bad. I felt like having a different body was really weird and marcus was creepy old man. But he did a real bang-up job, even years later and this still works flawlessly. I'm sorry I thought of him like that and I need to thank him when I get the chance. I wish waking world bodies were this good."

Second sleep period 3:00am to 6:00am.

With this second lucid, I was much more clearly awake within the dream, I felt like I was in more control.

I was having a fairly mundane anxiety dream about having lost my wallet and phone in a large superstore like costco. Eventually I recognized the anxiety charge as being dreamlike and the frustration of constantly shifting environment. I preformed a nose-pinch reality check and got a very distinct sensation of breathing through my nose.

I then find that my scene has transitioned to the basement of my childhood home. I became aware that I was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and black ice skates, having the distinct feeling of walking around with blades under my feet and decided to head outside. As I approached the door I said. "I want to summon Manei. She will be on the other side of the basement door just outside."

I approached the door and then stopped. Then I noticed a coat rack had human legs. I pulled off the coats. There was a pale naked old lady who didn't looked too surprise that I had found her hiding. Funnily enough the naked lady had very smooth young looking legs at first.

"Manei, is that you?"

"Yes dear." (old lady voice) I said as I opened the door and headed outside.

"Why do you look like that?"

"Because you see me like this."

The form changes to a very tall (coherent with her usual height) male form with short blonde hair. I was very surprised by this because I recalled (possibly falsely) an earlier dream where she swore up and down she would never utilize a male form as it didn't fit her. Outside it is dim and cloudy and the lake behind my house is frozen though there isn't any snow on the ground. The lawn isn't grass, instead its millions of tiny yellow wildflower buds.

"Oh you're trying a male form. I'm surprised, but I'm proud of you. You're your own entity I think it's important for you to decide how you like to look."

"Yes, this is a male form." (I am going to still use female pronouns since there was the strong feeling that this was a very temporary experiment but I guess we'll see). She points to two scars or injuries on her chest. One of them is visibly bleeding a small amount. It kind of looks like the surgery scars people who transition FtM have but more fresh. I actively dream-interpret that appearance as in indication of somebody who transitioned 'roughly'.

We had some conversation about MadMonkey and his guide that I honestly don't remember. I then remember we are sort of meandering around the back yard of my childhood home when she traps my leg and pushes me over. We playfully wrestle in the grass for a bit and she says something like "strong little man!". I just think its funny. We lay down for a bit on this square oriental rug she lays down on the grass which is way too small for the two and I 'fall asleep' to wake up some time later, surprised to see that the dream is still ongoing. I make a note that I am still having the sensation of walking around in ice skates.

"Well it's the lucid dreaming competition, so we should probably do dream control tasks."

Manei gives me a look. In a previous dream she went on a tyrade about how she doesn't really like the lucid dreaming competitions because they only really award dream control ability and not effort that goes into dream induction or other components of the practice. Its a bit annoyed but she's still willing to go along with it.

"We need to get off earth. We need the Natsu." (The Natsu was our starship).

I begin pathing a route to get there. I know there was a door in the basement that led to a utility room that I was scared of as a young child. Many times in my dream have I gone in there to find a creepy winding underground complex. I think that if I can invoke that dream schema I can escape the familiar and mundane territory of my childhood home. From there we can get to the ship, blast off and use the jump drive to get to where we want to go. She seems enthusiastic to get out of this location too. However at that point I rather abruptly woke up.

I give myself an 'F' for good sleep hygene but a 'A-' for lucid dreaming.

(Okay comp rules say dream control counts only once per dream/chain. I wouldn't say several hours of waking and then another DILD is really a chain though so I'm going to fully score both lucids.)

DILD (x2 = 15pts)

Dream 1:
Rc/Stabilization (1pt)
Use Technology (5pts)
Teleport (10pts)
Lucid DC interaction (2pts)
Mlsc dream control (5pts) Ill count the really high jump.

Dream 2:
Rc/Stabilization (1pt)
Basic Summoning of dream guide (10pts)
Lucid DC interaction (2pts)

I went to sleep at 1 Am and woke up to do Wbtb at 6 Am , I originally meant to do a 10 minute wbtb followed by MILD but then spent a lot of time completing a uni assignment because I had to submit it today ( 2 June ) . I slept back at 6:50 and did my old technique of focusing on a mix of point of focuses like ringing in my ears , counting, breath , body image with an intent to get lucid and then fell asleep

I remember being in a hostel room . It was night time and there was a dj playing outside . I remember the room number being 102 . It was plain and clean with furnished yellow walls and lights . There were 3 people standing at the window wearing fancy clothes . Like they were dressed for an Indian wedding, the boy was in a navy Blue Kurta while the tall girl was in a sparkling blue suit . There was also a short chubby girl there . They were filming someone from the window dancing in the dj below . I went to take a look and saw a girl in dark sparkling dress dancing below through the camera of the guy's phone . I thought she is my classmate but then forgot about that idea all together . The last thing I remember before getting lucid was that I was thinking about sages and priests and something and then I just snapped and just "decided to be lucid" or something. The people disappeared and I was all alone in that alone , with the knowledge that it's all a dream .

The dream was blurry and I was feeling like waking up . I grounded myself a bit by taking it slow . Walked up to a shirt hanging from a wall and bit down on its collar in an attempt to engage my senses . It worked and I remember reading the words "Bensley" on the collar . The dream was still a bit blurry but at that point I was getting a bit worried about premature awakenings and proceeded to jump out of the window . It did not hurt at all when I landed but I felt a somewhat light jerk on my feet . It was rainy and cold , at dark , with the area and buildings only illuminated by blue light . I wanted to try out my personal goal of trying to find that one girl I met in a non lucid 7-8 months ago but the dream shortly ended . It lasted about 1-2 minutes as a lucid.

I find myself in an apartment on what I believe to be the second floor. I suddenly realize I’m in a dream without any prompt. I reach a low level of lucidity and take in the dim room, which appears to have a bed in the middle and a DC standing toward the edge of the room. I make my way to the DC to start a conversation. I lose lucidity and slip into a normal dream.

This lucid was so short I won't even bother writing down the rest of the dream. It was after a semi-successful WILD attempt; I was reading some documents and suddenly thought, Wait a minute, is this a dream? I plugged my nose, breathed in, and immediately woke up, sniffing the air like an idiot

I haven't been dream journaling much but I do have a series of dreams that are worth sharing in preperation for The Summer Competition! In the dream tilted Oasis Master, link here: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/mad...-master-92719/, I found myself wearing The Robes of Anorak which helped me beat the game, so to speek. I have been learning to use them with my latest lucids.

Some background, a year and a half ago my dreams underwent a period where they were all appocalyptic in nature. That made me start to look back at my journals and realize that the dream world is actually persistant and moves through time at a much quicker speed than waking life does. When I was finding Juliana it was the middle ages and the appocalypses started happening when the timeline finally caught up with present day.

After a while , my dreams started always taking place in the Oasis from Ready Player One. The society had survived and used the Oasis to escape from their bleak reality. In some dreams I could even feel the headset on my face while the simulation felt totally real. Then I suddenly had the robes and my partner and I went on an adventure and speedran the Lord of the Rings quest. In the dream the robes gave me perfect teleportation which I had never experienced before. I have done all sorts of practice with teleportation and portals and it never worked for me before.

Sometime last year I started experience the world outside the oasis. The world is a baren wasteland and humanity lives as a few small walled cities. There is a rebelion against the governments of the cities because they have been taken control of by Shayna, Juliana's arch nemisis. I would find myself playing characters in the rebellion in most of my non lucid dreams.


Robes Summoning Attempt One (DILD) 03.30.2023

I am in a classroom setting in a dream during a nap and then I do a reality check and became lucid. I stood up from my desk and went outside. It looked like my highschool.

I tried summoning my robes of anorak but nothing appeared in my hand behind me. I tried opening the first locker i could find by wishing it was unlocked and it was. Inside was a robe but a ragity one, not like my robes of anorak. I tried them on anyways and snapped my fingers. I didn't teleport to Julianas house.

I saw a reflection in the lockers of someone tall standing behind me. I thought they must be Manei but when i turned around it was Juliana and she was short like normal.

I was so stable at this point. Her eyes were fantastic green color and it matched her robes.

We talked for some time but I forgot the dialogue.

I woke up into a false awakening and didnt get back to being fully lucid for the rest of the nap


Robes Summoning Attempt Two (DILD) 04.09.2023

I am at my highschool in the same spot as the end of the previous lucid so I became lucid instantly. I summoned the Robes of Anorak from behind me with my right hand. I swong them around and put them on in one fell swoop. (This is something I had practiced in meditation the night before.) I snapped my fingers and instead of teleporting I woke up.


Robes Summoning Attempt Three (DILD) 05.14.2023

I am in a town square when I wonder if I'm dreaming. My nose plug confirms it so I summon the robes. This time I swipe up from my left arm with my right hand which opens up a heads up display like in the movie. It is a blue hologram coming from my rist. There are many buttons and charts. I select the button that says "Teleport". I choose a location too hastly and it brings me to Diagon Alley instead of Juliana's cottage, the I wonder why I didn't try searching for "Juliana's Cottage but I follor dream logic that I should fly around and look for her instead.

I find myself continuing to rise rapidly in flight next to a massive structure in broad daylight. My awareness raises and I suddenly realize that I’m dreaming. My right hand comes out in front of me during this realization, but doesn’t cause lucidity in and of itself. I take in the beautiful vivid surroundings. It’s mid day and I see the edges of the forest far in the distance, wrapping around in all directions. I ‘m in a large clearing of roughly several hundred acres, and there are several structures. Behind me sits a massive, narrow building with four sides of pure glass/mirror. The top is sharp and slanted. I consider going in this direction, but figure that it may not be very interesting and look slightly more to the right. The clearing extends very far in this directions, with quite a bit of grassland. I turn farther to the right, and there is a large shrine with what appears to be shining black scales covering the top portion. It’s a mix of what looks like dragon scale or carapace of sorts. I think of dream goals and consider finding my dream sanctuary. I then then of time dilation – an unofficial goal – and get interested in doing this as I really want to extend the dream. I think to myself that I’d like it to last a solid half-hour. The dream is very stable and vivid and my awareness is stables as well – I feel it’s a definite possibility. I look farther to the right and the terrain slopes down and leads to a body of water. Slightly more to the right is a long structure with a very large rectangular pool of water toward the nearest side. In the back right sits a one to two story structure butting up against the pool portion, with squared off sides. The structure is a bronze/brownish color with slight luminosity. I consider going in this area, but get back to my dream goals. First, I count backward from ten to try to dilate time. I make sure to go a bit slower this time than last. Next, I try to imagine ahead of time that my wrist will have a watch when I pull it up. I raise my arm and I have a button-down shirt sleeve on. The imagination pulled through as there is a slight bulge by the wrist. I pull it back to reveal what looks like my watch in real life, however, it has an extra dial resembling those I saw in the mall the day prior in waking life. The hands are a bit blurry but I quickly find the second hand and attempt to gradually slow it. It continues ticking on at what appears to be one tick per second. The dream becomes quite blurry and unstable. I find myself awake in real life.

I'm in a car, thinking about how I really wanted to have had an LD at night. Something doesn't seem quite right. I look at my hand instinctively. The hand didn't quite trigger lucidity - it was simply due to awareness raising - but I suddenly realize - this is a dream! I look around and everything looks extremely vivid and realistic. think to myself that this looks more real than waking life. I look at my mom and she's wearing a light green outfit, but her eyes look different and she's staring blankly forward. I make my way to the back seat and my dad is sitting there with a typical horizontal-striped blue polo. There is a child who I don't get a good look at sitting in the back seat. I tap my dad on my way flying out the back window and say "see you later". I fly out of the car and there is a beautiful sunrise. I see a metropolis in the distance and it looks almost like there's a desert stretching toward it. I consider my dream goals and the dream sanctuary comes to mind. I then think of an informal dream goal that I get excited for: time dilation! I imagine a watch on my arm as I draw it up in front of me. There's only faint outlines and I don't quite see hands. I ignore this method and simply count down from down, going increasingly slowly. I then have the thought that I want the dream to last at least 30 minutes in perception. I then begin to fly toward the city, and soon notice a large sand colored pyramidal structure in the back left. I think that the sanctuary may be in that direction. I may my way through several alleys looking at DCs and takin in their realistic faces. I make my way into a building and down a staircase - it appears to be somewhat like a mini factory area. I decide to fly through the basement window. I take in a lumberyard scene with a green and red machines and don't quite like this scene as much so I backtrack, wondering if the dream will materialize the same scene. It remains very similar although I need to squeeze past three small DCs with disgruntled munchkin faces coming down the stairs. I end up in a playground area and consider my dream goals. I look up and see four massive swirling, vivid tornados far in the distance and think the sanctuary may be in that direction. I feel weight on my back and notice I have a bookbag on which I take off as I feel this may slow me down. I figure it may have useful dream items I could use later on. I decide to hold off moving forward for a second and try to throw a few fireballs, doing a pullback motion with my arm. I try twice, however the visuals are not very clear and appear stencil-like. I consider in the dream messaging Sivason for advice when I wake up. I move forward quickly scaling a net on the playground and then burst into flight. The dream fades and I wake.

I find myself looking at a one story purple structure and instantly know I’m dreaming. I turn to my right and notice another one story structure with the front wall missing as well as a pointed roof. There’s a DC sleeping inside of it. I want to increase my awareness as well as dream vividness so I emphatically say “focus” while ramping up my awareness with intensity. I look at the ground and engage awareness – the dream becomes a bit more vivid. I decide to sit for a moment and meditate, keeping my gaze on the floor. I get up after a few seconds and head toward the second structure. I decide to ignore it and leave the sleeping DC alone. I fly down the area between the two structures. There is a bit of light in the scene, resembling the period jut before dawn. I consider finding other DCs but I feel this would dbe a distraction and resolve to continue with dream goals. I fly upward and ahead toward a three to four story darker structure and reflect on how much better my control of flying has gotten over the years. I think back to flying being one of the phases of dream yoga. I fly toward a top tory window, but don’t go through. I see an area to my left that opens into a field. There appears to be a fence approaching, somewhat resembling an apartment complex I used to live in. I continue to fly over the fence and the dream begins darker and I am concerned about losing lucidity. I consider turning around. As the vision fades, I resolve to hold onto awareness, and I’m feeling confident. I reflect on a dream from several days ago where during this phase I imagined swimming through clouds. I start doing swimming motions with my arms, yet with very wide swings and I think back to an LD article discussing these wide swings for awareness. The dream begins to fade. Then there is a massive explosion of white bright light with an incredibly loud noise going along which is more high pithed than low. I wonder what it is with amazement and wonder if it has to do with the clear light mind. The dream then dissolves into a void state, and I maintain awareness for a moment. I find myself awake some time after.

I was complaining yesterday, but today I rejoice, for I had an EPIC lucid dream! I reached the 30-minute mark of this podcast, right in the middle of their teleportation discussion. Slept at 11:30.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I wanted to refresh myself on the major and minor chords of piano for a summer program I'm enrolled in. I searched it up and found a forum similar to Dreamviews. Someone had posted a YouTube video explaining the chords, and other people were sharing their own specialties below.

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The way I woke up was very interesting. I was mostly unconscious, in a half-dream state, when I thought, No wait, I need to wake up! and my eyes flew open. Not sure if I checked the time before or after writing down this fragment, but it was 4:58. I lay back down and after 5-10 minutes of getting comfortable, I started a WILD transition.

Now, I am not sure when it went from lucid daydreaming to actually being in the dream. Luckily I use the same green for both LDDing and semi-lucids, so it works out. But up until the blue, I really thought I was just daydreaming! (I now believe I was fully dreaming the majority of the time.)

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Dream #2 (Lucid Daydream/Semi-Lucid; Lucid):
This is a dream.

That is the mantra I repeated each time I caught myself daydreaming. The first concrete scene I remember is someone explaining how every time Kagome from Inuyasha returns to the modern era, the feudal era ends! Rather than them existing simultaneously, she travels through time to the future, where everyone from the feudal era is long dead. As proof, they mentioned the episode where a Shikon Jewel shard was embedded in a tree in the modern era. The jewel only shattered into shards after Kagome's first visit, so clearly what happens there is the direct past of the modern era.

The scenery came into focus. Kagome was standing in the yard of her shrine-house, and a boy was explaining the above to her. He proposed that there might even be evidence of her from that time in this world. She quickly shot that idea down, but then he brought out a life-sized cardboard cutout of herself (apparently from the Feudal Era) and propped it in front of her.

Kagome's jaw dropped to the floor in shock, and she circled around the cutout, holding its hands and straightening up so she would be taller than it. Then they forgot about it and went to a restaurant.

I sat with them in a booth, thinking about telling someone how I distinguish between lucid daydreams and actual dreams. In a lucid daydream, I'm still aware of my WL body and can't see or feel anything clearly, but the plot is as random and elaborate as a proper dream... [Kind of ironic now that I can't tell.]

Kagome was telling the boy that gakuran uniforms were required for everyone in her old middle school. (She was a high schooler in this dream, wearing her usual seifuku.) I had never heard of that before, and the guy was confused as well. "Required?" he asked.

"Yeah," she confirmed, then stood up and left, presumably to get food.

"Guess she likes wearing a skirt now, though," he said to me.

"Yeah, well, it makes sense." I spoke with the affectionate tone one uses when they know a friend well. "I can just hear her voice in my head: 'I don't want to wear pants! A sailor uniform is way cuter!'"

He asked what I would choose, and I replied, "Gakuran, obviously."

"Huh," he said. I wasn't sure what to make of that, but then the "daydream" ended and moved on to the next.

My brother Z, best friend S, and I were in a hotel room S had booked for us. I didn't question it because I was still repeating the "this is a dream" mantra in my head. It was a nice, expensive-looking room. A bunk bed was pressed against the wall, and although S and a bunch of bags were on the top bunk, it was apparently mine. Z got the bottom bunk (which was concealed by an intricately designed blanket-curtain), and S got the regular bed next to us.

Eventually my brother and S left and I was alone in the room. I'm not sure about the order of events after this, but I'll try to arrange them in a way that makes sense.

I went to the bathroom and did my business, for some reason deciding to throw my dirty toilet paper in the trash can. [IWL I find that disgusting.] For a moment I got confused over whether it was really a trash can, since there was soap(?) in it as well. But then I saw a pile of TP and pushed it aside to dispose of mine, revolted that I had to touch it. I hurried to the sink, wondering why they had to make it so confusing.

Still, this place is so nice, I thought as I washed my hands. The faucet handles were the indented, circular type, and underneath the clear surface of the left knob was a casual pink color. Everything was so homey and comfortable, from the lighting to the furniture. There was even a couch in there! I wondered how S could possibly afford this, then reminded myself it was a dream.

Suddenly Shippo, Miroku, and Inuyasha appeared. Shippo was talking about how weird it was when Inuyasha flirted with him (he was possessed by a flea in that episode), but the reason he found it weird was either because he was a fox or a boy. Both Miroku and I were thinking, It's weirder because you're a child...

I told them it was okay because Inuyasha was brainwashed by a flea at the time and wasn't actually addressing Shippo. Some other stuff happened that I don't remember clearly; I think I touched Inuyasha's face and clothes to immerse myself/stabilize.

I somehow ended up in a place that looked like my living room but was still part of the hotel. There was a really muscular guy sitting in my chair. When he leaned forward I sat down behind him, though I wasn't sure why. He got offended and grabbed me, body-slamming me on the couch. I struggled to escape, but it was hopeless.

Luckily he transformed into a giant cob of corn. The weight on my chest reminded me of how some people describe sleep paralysis, and since I still thought I was daydreaming, I assumed the feeling originated from my physical body. I couldn't figure out why though, as I have been sleeping on my back for years and long gotten used to it. Nonetheless I tried to ignore it; I didn't want to give up the WILD.

I managed to roll the corn off of me and fell to my knees on the floor. Everything had become dark and unclear, so I stared at the coffee table, the couch, and a tissue box to re-stabilize. I wanted to hurry and transition into a full-fledged lucid dream, so I held the tissue box in my hands and tried to make it three-dimensional. It only worked a little.

Next thing I remember is sitting in the hotel lobby, clarity no longer an issue. There was a TV fixtured to the wall, displaying previews of Pinocchio-P songs. One of them was a creepy vampire-person bearing their fangs, and I worried it would seep into my dreams and give me my first nightmare in years. I turned away from the screen.

Then I had a false awakening in my bed, the same painful pressure from before weighing on my chest. Actually, it was worse this time—I could hardly breathe.

I struggled to sit up, telling myself without much hope, It's okay, this is a dream, this is still a dream. I did a nose-plug reality check and it worked effortlessly! It was so unambiguous that there was no question about it: I was (properly) dreaming!

Wasting no time, I climbed down from my bed and left the room, glancing at N on my way out. I tried to immerse myself in the scene but my vision became patchy, so I focused instead on my destination. I had run through my goals very quickly in my head and settled on snowboarding. I went down the stairs and headed for the front door, gravity so light that I might as well have been walking on the moon! I grinned from ear to ear 'cause it felt so cool.

I wrapped my hand around the handle and thought, Beyond this door is a snowy mountain, the same one I went snowboarding at in middle school. I remembered CanisLucidus's words and tried to imagine it in as much detail as possible. When I opened the door, though, it was only my neighborhood... except blanketed in snow and decorated with Christmas lights! Pretty awesome, but not what I wanted. (I wondered briefly if it would be cold but didn't want to waste time finding a jacket or boots.) I closed the door, intending to try again, but the wood had become glass. I doubted the technique would work if I could see what was outside, so I accepted my fate and exited the house.

After walking a short distance, barefoot yet not cold at all, I looked to my left and saw the snowy mountain right there! Complete with a ski-lift and everything! I sprinted to the top oddly quickly and saw that there were a bunch of kids snowboarding already. It appeared to be a competition, and reminded me of the LDing comp in less than a week.

The kids' stuff was scattered around in the snow, so I stole a snowboard out of a bag labeled "Olivia." It was light blue and on the small side but whatever. I looked around for socks and shoes, since I didn't think it was a good idea to strap myself in barefoot. I spotted a fuzzy pink pair of socks, but they were a bit thin and, frankly, ugly...

A little blond girl ran up to me, eyes sparking with excitement. "We're making some awesome socks over there! Wanna see?"

How useful, I thought. I smiled at her and said sure. She took me to her parents and I kind of forgot about the socks. The dad pointed to two other children and said, "This is her brother, and this is her identical twin sister."

The twin was a lot darker-skinned than the first girl, I guess because the mom was white and the dad was black. [I know that's not how identical twins work… 99.9% of the time.] Without warning, I woke up.

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The clock read 5:28, so taking into account my time spent getting comfortable, I was only asleep for 20-ish minutes, same as yesterday. I was shocked because it felt like at least an hour! But I couldn't go back to sleep because I spent the rest of my time writing. (Wish I could use my phone... sigh.)

Anyway, this does count as teleportation, right? It's similar to the closet method, after all. Either way, IT WAS SO COOL!!!

Some sketches of the dream scenes:

(P.S. I have noticed when hovering over pics on my DJ, that they are named after random threads like "What is the nature of will?" and "The Unknown Dreamer" and "HALLOWE'EN". Does it appear that way for anyone else? I wonder what this one will be called.)
(Edit: It's "Why do you believe in God?" LMAO)

I find myself on a balcony in what appears to be a city and I’m lucid instantly. I take in the view. It’s nighttime in a dim twilight type area. There’s a rail to my right running down the edge of a walkway, with a drop of roughly 10 feet on the other side. I’m a bit excited, but quickly temper the emotion with relative ease. I’m feeling happy about getting lucid The dream is not as stable and vivid as I would like, so I increase my resolve to strengthen stability and vividness. I shout “focus” to myself and raise my awareness, staring at the rails. I remember back to a dream yoga book, and decide to stare at a smaller area with less visuals. I direct my awareness to the ground and ramp up my awareness. The vividness increases as well as my awareness and the walkway comes into view along the with porous surface and rough, rock-hewn texture. There I a green tinge to it. I look up and begin walking down the walkway to my left. I end up in a dene forested area after the walkway descends a bit. The dream loses a bit of vividness I think to dream goals and reflect on finding my dream sanctuary. I begin carving through the forest and soon discover a cave forward and to my right. There’s a waterfall blocking it and all of a sudden I feel like the dream may fade. I make an attempt to increase awareness and it continues. I push through this waterfall area and end up in a cave which extends quite far and is lit well. In the back theres several columns of tikis with an intense blue glow around the eyes, mouths, and general carvings around them as well. I decide to sit and meditate for a moment to increase vividness. After only a few seconds I get up and decide this doesn’t feel quite like the sanctuary, although I incubated torches at one point and possibly tikis. I fly down into the cave and make a right. I enter what appears to be almost a mix of a recording studio and a classroom area. There’s a bird perched recording something into a mic- it has a silly playful feel to it. I ask where I can find my dream sanctuary, and if it’s possible to establish one above. The brid directs me above. I enter to another area to the right which looks very industrial with the option of two metal doors. I feel the left is the correct one but decide to go right as it was more natural movement wise. I second guess before going through and head through the left. I end up in a metropolis of sorts with what appear to be apartment buildings in the night raising roughly 10-15 stories with a slope to the outside. I wonder if this may become a persistent dream realm. I figure my sanctuary may be set up above me. I notice a mountain side and figure a cave may be above it. I reflect on a possible interpretation: that the dream aspect is somewhat more important than the material, thus located ‘above’ the metropolis. I fly above the building and end up in an area which is enclosed by a large net before reaching the mountain side. I eventually cut through and reach the cave entrance. The dream starts to fade and right as I make my way toward a cave high on the mountainside, I wake up.

I find myself on a couch and get the feeling I may be in a dream. I will myself to move over to the edge and begin sliding. I say “I’m lucid” several time and find myself standing up easily. I’m in what appears to be a hotel room at night. There’s a long dreser to the left and a very large bed to the right with ruffled covers which are pulled back slightly and large ruffled pillows as well. I take a few steps, considering finding a DC, but decide not to get distracted and instead focus on dream goals. I consider finding my dream sanctuary. I look up attempting to raise my awareness and say “focus” several times. I think to a Trevor Hall song, but decide to ignore it as it brings up a silly frame of mind with the lyrics. I reflect on my dream sanctuary goal. I look up and notice a large amalgamation of blankets which looks almost like a throne. There’s a conical top that appears almost like a canopy portion. The dream soon fades.

Last night I listened to 15 minutes of this podcast before going to sleep at 11:20.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
All I remember is that there was this whole thing at school about taking a break from cheering by playing Hearts. My dad was especially hung up about it. Later, I was at my house and Z said he ran "10 miles yesterday," followed by N saying he ran one.

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That's it. It's sad because I have the sense this was a ginormous dream, and also because I didn't wake up till 5:30. I jotted the dream down and poorly did SSILD till I fell back asleep at 5:40-ish.

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Dream #2 (Lucid; FA; Non-Lucid):
I can barely read my handwriting for this but I'll try! The main character was a guy in his late twenties, and his companion was a girl who could've been anywhere from 19-24. They were in my house, but in different rooms. She was "off-screen" in the bedroom, and he was in the bathroom with the lights turned off. He was perched on top of the door and holding his breath, hiding from a monster coming up the stairs.

Not sure how that scene transitioned into this one, but the monster was now in the bedroom about to kill the girl. MC ran in and knocked it off of her. I can't recall its appearance, only that it was big and dark... maybe wearing a tophat and bowtie? Anyway, the monster turned on him, trying to poke his eyes out.

MC held it off but was starting to feel a little nervous now, so he said in a silly voice, "Why do they always go for the eyes?!" [They had fought multiple monsters before this; not sure if they were false memories or not.]

His attempt to lighten the mood worked. The monster backed off and became friendlier, though MC could feel it was still a threat. It gave him a watch and headed toward the exit, saying something neither MC nor I (as the nonexistent observer) could make out. Right before it left, though, the words "come to that place later and meet me" could be heard. MC agreed, but I don't know if he really meant it.

Later he turned into a child, except it was only an illusion. (Not sure how it worked.) He really wanted to be a kid again. I was now a character in the dream, viewed from third person, following him through a library. On either side of us were windows revealing kids playing with blocks and toys and each other. He wanted to join them, but he couldn't because he was an adult. I think I asked him something, but he didn't reply.

We came to what looked like a mall play area. The unspoken rule that adults weren't allowed was less heavy here, but it would still have been odd. I asked another question and he said he just wanted to pet the cat. Sure enough, at the end of the room, on a stool, was a black cat. He pet it with his tiny hands. I could tell he wanted to give off an air of childish innocence, and I faintly felt a mix of disgust, pity, and affection.

Then something happened and he bolted out of the library, planning on running away from home. I took his place (as in, I was dealing with his situation, but in my body) and he disappeared. This world was more technologically advanced and I knew the chances of me escaping were slim.

I climbed on top of a wall and somehow knew this was Washington DC. Then out of nowhere, I realized I was dreaming. "Right, that's right, I was trying to have a lucid dream!"

My first instinct was to slow down and stabilize before doing anything. I felt the wall with my hands and feet, looking out at the city and the night sky, and wow, it looked so real! Until I looked back down and everything got blurry, that is. I tried not to worry about the half-blind problem, but I couldn't help it, and although it didn't happen, the dream still faded and I woke up.

It was a false awakening. I checked the time and it was past 10:00. Huh...? Do we not have school today? Well, that's good, I'll try to have another lucid dream then. I thought that and went back to sleep.

The scene switched. I was now preparing for some competition at school. The purpose of it was to give "losers" another chance, whatever that meant. But even non-losers had to participate! I was apparently a non-loser in this dream and questioning why I had to go, whining at the top of the stairs about how it's not fair.

The tone of my voice ticked my dad off and he started yelling an "explanation" at me from downstairs. I don't remember my reaction, I just went into the bathroom and woke up for real.

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It was 6:02 when I woke up, so this dream was only 20 minutes long. Still... WHY ARE ALL MY LUCIDS LATELY SO SHORT?! And low-level as well... hopefully things improve over the weekend.