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Dream 1: I got hired for this job in archeology, and it was bad. This co-worker of mine kept complaining about what I thought, and so I shot her with a glock. It was so satisfying that I accidentally fell into the boneworks void, specially a location called the "heaven bloodgates". There was a door and a portal that switched me from heaven to hell. I had to get the key from hell in order to open heaven’s door (hell’s door just had a wall in the middle of a road that was blocked with barbed wire)

At heaven’s door was an arena where I fought this witch lady. The first time I died, and the 2nd time I killed her, took a right, and got back to reality, where one of my friends was a military soldier.

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

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

Fragments from last night:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cyberpunk Chase & Planet Mu

I am in a suburban neighborhood at night
One of my old friends is with me we are exploring different homes along the way
I gather we are also being pursued by some unnamed force
Random things keep happening, streetlights are changing shapes in front of me
I have an umbrella that has a tv antenna coming out of the end, it keeps getting longer like 15'
Try to show my friend next to me and he doesn't realize what's wrong
I look back and there is a pizza box-looking object now on the end of the umbrella
I wonder why nothing I'm looking at stays the same as we're exploring
We are at his friend's house with his friend sleeping on the couch, we try to be quiet to not wake her up and I wonder if they will be mad we just walked into their home
We go from building to building just exploring the street
The scenery turns into a cyberpunk-type city
Dingy streets with neon storefronts on the street level with high rises surrounding me
I realize I am trying to get a job maybe
I am very dirty like a vagabond with a dirty face as well, they are all put of by how I look
Entering a storefront that almost looks like a bank, I am applying for a loan and they turn me down without a second's hesitation
My friend is an alien now with an orange leopard face and time cop fatigues
The employee of the store are all alien cops coming after us
He shoots them with a red phaser-type alien weapon as we are in a shootout with different colored lasers flying all over the place
He tosses me an alien gun
I catch it midair and begin shooting the guys coming for us
The shape of the gun is compact like a toy with red accents and a short barrel that shoots red pew pew lasers
Seemingly ineffective with a single shot and gather I need to hit them multiple times for the stun to be effective
It feels like we are robbing the bank maybe
I notice other weapons on desks as we make our way through the office space
Grabbing one with my free hand it is larger, boxy, and gray with blue beams
So I'm dual-wielding laser weapons shooting our way out
The room opens up into a quite large atrium with many types of aliens scattered about almost like the MIB headquarters
We are on the 7th or 8th floor overlooking the open area with everyone down below
I somehow am able to change shape into an alien being while I hide
As we're leaning against the guardrail hiding the alien cops are still looking for us
I overhear one of them say to the other
"Tell me why the number one wanted delinquent kid in the city spends his entire time in virtual cafes"
I understand now I am VR-hopping to escape and can choose whatever I experience
The entire dream before makes sense now as reality keeps shifting right in front of me
My friend changes into another alien which is ~3' tall chubby gray with smooth features and large cartoonish white eyes with black pupils
Noticing all the changes I say to them "This has got to be a dream"
He responds "Well, yeah?"
I am instantly lucid but also frustrated because this is not what I wanted to experience
My friend responds "I TRIED TO MAKE IT SOMETHING YOU'D LIKE, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?"
I say "I want the Pearls, I want to be on planet MU"
And he replies "SURE LETS GOOO!!" while waving his arms up with a magical motion
As I turn around the entire scene dissolves and in its place a very scenic ocean landscape manifests itself
All the dozens of aliens that were around us turn into variants of the pearls though none were shaped exactly like them
I see the bright beach in the distance with house-sized shells and a tropical shoreline
We are all in the ocean traveling that way as a group
Realize even more strongly that it's a dream I remember my lucid goals
First, to summon something, I think of summoning the phaser I had earlier
So I swing my arm out of vision intending the alien gun to appear feeling the weight of it in my hand
I swing my arm back and it's there, spinning it like a cowboy I laugh and toss it away
Also remembering I need to fly as well
So I pick up two people on either side of me as I slowly levitate out of the water and fly over the crowd of other beings
We are all still going toward the island now at greater speeds
I am above everyone moving quickly and remember I need to manipulate some elements as well
Tossing the people I was carrying forward I lift both arms from waist-high palms up to shoulder height watching the ocean in front of us swell into a massive quarter of a mile-high stationary tsunami
We are all rising up with the wall of water
People are caught up in the water but I am flying parallel straight up to the top
I fly over the crest of the wave which feels incredibly high up
Doing a sort of backflip turn in the air similar to the way a pole vaulter clears a jump
Feeling the mist of turbulent water on my face from the top as I cross with the water to my back, I am looking upwards towards the dark starlit sky with a bright sun still illuminating the setting
I feel the dream destabilize some so I turn my head to get the beach and shoreline back in my field of view
I am overcome with emotions and a pleasant sensation washes over my body as I freefall head-first down the face of the tsunami toward the island
There are several alien pearl beings on the shore along with pearls around me in the ocean
There is no violent crash of the water as the wave levels out with the ocean calmly again
We are all now just wading water a few feet from the shoreline
The dream fades as I take in the scenery completely overwhelmed with the realization that I finally had my lucid dream
It's beautiful and picturesque, just a sunny day in paradise

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

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

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

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

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

Woke up at 4:15 and attempted WILD.


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Never let it fade," she said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

———

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

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

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

Fun Lucid!
Dream 1: I was in Security Breach ruin DLC, wandering around the empty halls of the building. I heard the moon walking around and woke up shortly after
Dream 2: It was pre-established in the "story" that I had this cousin that had cancer and had to get chemo. My parents were supposed to drive him to the hospital but drove into a ditch. They called me, and I had to use this tow truck to get them out. It was super fast though and I had to drift to make sure I didn't drive us into another one. Later, I played Containment Breach and was about to enter a room before it turned into the hospital where my cousin was at. He was unconcious. I woke up shortly

Dream 3: It started when my dad announced that one of his pet birds had eggs and they were gonna hatch. I was pissed cause I hate his birds. When they hatched, all of the birds were normal, but one was really messed up. We took care of them at my friend Charles's house, and we found out that the messed up bird was turning into a human. Everything was going fine, and then she broke her neck by running into a wall. I went away and got to work on these pipes that led water to a cooler. The bird girl showed up and started complaining that she was bored. I said that I couldn’t help with that, and she started asking me questions like what kind of games I play. I list a few, and she says I’m boring before walking away. I was gonna go downstairs before Walter White went up, and asked my dad about where Jesse was. This got me lucid. I asked him “Walt, Koschei should be here. Where is she?” He replied saying the Utility closet. I looked around the closet but couldn’t find her, and was ready to teleport to A before I grounded yet had a brief false awakening before waking up

I've been very sleep deprived from work as well as having dreamless nights lately, took a short nap during my lunch break.

I dreamed that I was in my bed, trying to fall asleep when I suddenly realised that my room became bigger, the wall next to my bed was moved a few meters further. There's a darkskin girl with me in the room and my roommate shows up back from the barbershop with bright white skin and light grey curly hair and a beard like an ancient philospher statue. It made the three of us laugh out so loud I felt my brain throbbing.

I knew I was dreaming and walked into my bed to try and wake up, noticing the dept of my surprisingly big room as well as my unrecognisable roommate flash between odd and normal like flickering lights. I suddenly thought about that Joey Bada$$ interview where he talked about astral projecting at that moment, but I knew that I had to get back to work soon. I was, however still dreaming even though the dream was literally me lying in my bed.

I then briefly wake up and doze off again dreaming that I'm traveling to the Friedrichstraße station, but I was naked and my clothes were in a storage locker in w different train station. This time I knew I was dreaming and woke up, just relaxing in my bed before the alarm went off.

Filipino Journey

I have just arrived in the Philippines with a few friends
As we get checked in there is a guy who gives us all of our paperwork/visas
They are printed on transparent acetate cards that are oversized which fit into my loose pants pocket only barely without falling out
We are in an area similar to a large cafeteria almost, partly looks like an abandoned k-mart with bare walls and busted fluorescent lights
There seems to be food waste all over the floor with some kind of brownish orange sticky sauce smeared all over the place like someone was mopping with oriental sauce
The floor is very sticky and I'm trying not to walk on it as I explore where we are
I'm just kind of amazed that I'm in a new place
My friends are moving very fast and not really taking things in, they are also boisterous and I worry we may be drawing too much attention to ourselves
We adventure around the inside here, I notice children scattered playing in the corners, and people generally waiting around like a train station of sorts, though I am surprised at how dingy and worn down everything is
We go through a doorway to another room and I notice a giant block of butter maybe 3 feet high on the other side, I take up a chunk and eat it
My friends all laugh, I notice there are businessmen and other random people coming in and out of this concourse
One guy in a suit coming through the doorway sees me eat it and laughs too but it's all jovial and lighthearted

When we finally leave the area we are in a very busy marketplace-type bazaar roadway that seems like a back alley connected to other streets
It is very busy with people coming in both directions, vendors shouting and even the odd motorbike whizzing past, it seems very populated
I tell my friends we should probably find someplace safe because I know not everywhere around here is safe to be as a tourist
We are dodging in and out of alleyways eventually meeting a friendly looking american

He leads us to his permaculture farm which seems very interesting
I notice there are other americans living there in a commune-type setting
G is with me now, it seems my friends have gone in a different direction
As we're walking through this permaculture farm I notice that it's nestled around/built into a wooden framed house, going through the different rooms I realize that we accidentally just walked into their home
I see the main guy who owns the place in his bedroom
He is a farmer and also a chef, he is very friendly and incredibly kind, a relaxed soul
We apologize that we're in the bedroom and he walks us back out giving us a little tour of the permaculture farm along the way and the little community center where everyone is hanging out
I notice there are a lot of very earthian healthy looking people but they all seem like-minded and hospitable
It is picturesque and comfortable here

He's describing a dish they're putting together, it's very similar to falafel
He asks if we know how to form them with a wood dowel concave mold he is holding and if we would mind helping them prepare a large batch for the community
We agree, I'm very happy to learn about a new dish in a new place, I am amazed to be in a new country and that there are so many like-minded souls here
I notice that I’m wearing these very shiny brown leather shoes and the floors are very smooth terracotta tile
I slide over the tiles very easily as if there is a layer of oil on the floor
To the point where I don't even have to walk or lift my feet to move around
It sort of feels like I'm ice skating and I tell them how weird it feels to be able to move around They watch me and chuckle as I kind of slide around the room without really moving my feet much
We walk outside together and I ask him if there are many permaculture farms around here
He says no, I respond that I'm really surprised I thought that there will be more permaculture farms like this in the Philippines
He says there's a couple but it's not very popular with the locals

As we're walking I notice practically across the street from the farm there are many other similar types of people wearing tan leather-bound medieval armor and some of them are riding horses
There's some kind of grand activity going on that seems like a medieval game of sorts
I'm just amazed at everyone’s coordination and the varying outfits
They're very excited to be involved in the activity, and everyone besides me seems to know what's going on
I talked to a random girl with black hair as I am walking into the group
I now have leather armor on my shoulders
I'm watching the horses ride and do stunts as they're also manipulating different weapons and staffs in a LARP fashion, it reminds me of a renaissance festival
G is with me now so we walk in the other direction away from the permaculture farm and notice that we're very close to the beach now

The ocean is to my left
I am in a video call on my phone with the main chef guy from the farm
Describing what I'm seeing, the beach is very close to the road so I walk over
Excited because I've never been in this ocean before, I stand with just half of my feet in the water
I see the waves gently crashing, the sand is incredibly white, almost pearlescent
Though the shore is only two or three feet deep along the side of the road which is very close to the water
The water is turbulent, not really wavy but I can see peaks
The water is also darker than I expected, it looks different than other seas or oceans I've been in
I'm very excitedly explaining on the phone what I'm seeing and I'm so happy to be in a new place with G

As I'm looking around more I see almost what look like high-end villa sort of enclosures
They all seem like streamlined verandas of organic shapes terraced multiple levels high and built into the hillside all facing the ocean
There are random pieces of furniture scattered about and little curtains hanging around doorways
I'm wondering if maybe these are timeshares or if people live here
I don't see any place for beds or anything so I'm really confused as to the layout
We're just kind of adventuring around different passageways
I seem to go inward too deep and through a curtain there's an older woman wearing flowing clothes who is obviously staying here, she comes out to meet us but doesn't say anything
Apologize turning around we walk back out towards the sea

I am walking down the road by myself now
I seem to be wearing some traditional garb that fits loosely, like multiple layers with the outer layer covered in decorations and a vibrant blue color
As I'm walking I notice a group of people almost like a religious gathering in the street
They are walking towards me slowly like a meditative walk
As I get closer I see it's mostly younger children with maybe a half dozen adults in the center
They are all wearing matching garb of blues and reds, which also match my outfit
They're playing chimes and flutes while walking in a very specific way almost like a dance
So I step to the side to let them pass but one of the men in the group sees the way I'm acting and shouts “Continue walking!”
Saying over and over again “Just walk straight ahead with your hands at your side, just walk straight ahead with your hands down, just walk straight ahead don't stop!”
I gather I have done something culturally improper and he is correcting me
So I continue to walk forward just looking straight ahead and walking through them as they pass through around me
I see now they all have ornate decorations all over their shoulders and down the front
They all have hats on which almost look oriental, flared up on the sides with a round top with colors that match the rest of their outfits
The feeling as they pass me is almost mystical as I purposely attempt to not look directly at any of them

I am in my parents' house now and I understand this is before we left for the Philippines
Getting ready to go pack up and I’m told someone is at the front door for me
It's not the person I'm expecting as I glance down the stairwell from the second floor looking out the front door I only see a pair of very tan very long legs
Coming down the stairs closer I notice it's a woman in a red dress with blonde shoulder-length hair and bright blue eyes
I recognize her immediately as Tricia Helfer from battlestar
Stepping out to meet her I remember when winning the trip to the Philippines I randomly messaged her inviting her to come on the trip with us, even though I knew it would be a long shot, there was no way they would respond but here they were on my front door to go on this trip with us, she seemed excited too
Complimented her on how good she was in battlestar and told her that I loved everything she brought to the character and how impressive it was that was her first acting gig
Also that I understood why she hasn't wanted to try to revisit the role or just try much more in Hollywood since then because it was so popular, she tells me about how she wrote a film called Invertigo but it never got made
The dream fades as we’re laughing and just generally chit-chatting on the front porch

Fragment

I am in a music store that seems to be having some special release party
It’s locked to the general public and we’re all vibing inside
There are maybe a dozen people and I only recognize a couple
Christina Ricci is sitting in the corner with some friends
The dream fades with the general murmur of layered small talk and chill music playing

Slept at 11:10, earlier than usual because I was tired. Actually, I'm still tired.

———

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
I was in S's house messing around with a girl my age, who was apparently my Japanese tutor. S's mom at some point was holding a razor doing something dangerous, but S took it away from her. Their interactions were very much like a parent-child role reversal. I(?) went up to the bathroom to do something, and their mom said, "It's definitely not the bathroom." [I have no idea what that meant or what was going on here, memories and notes are both vague.]

Later the Japanese tutor pushed me into "my" chair (one among many) and shoved the back of it, sending me flying down a hallway. It rolled like a wheely-chair despite having no wheels and I was facing backwards. I held on tight to the seat and the dream went into third person until I hit a towel and came to a stop.

The tutor recorded it all but messed up the editing, even though it was live? In the beginning we hadn't liked each other very much and all my awkward jokes flopped, but by this point we were best buddies. The camera zoomed in on each chair, upon which the "before and after" of different aspects of our relationship were displayed.

———

Yeah, this dream made no sense. Woke up at 3:31, remembering nothing and tempted to go back to sleep without trying. But I pulled myself together and ended up remembering these two fragments—point-wise, they're the same as a full non-lucid dream.

———

Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
My mom was hosting a dinner party in our backyard, which looked more like J&L's backyard. The house was way bigger than it is IWL, and one of the guests was our neighbor Diana. I was dealing with a troublesome situation involving an animal(?) named Candy, but I can't recall the details.

I texted J and S in a group chat, asking S when we would meet up, since yesterday they said we had to talk [true]. They didn't answer, and J suddenly sent a "Happy birthday!" message. S did the same, adding a party emoji. I checked the date on my phone and sure enough, it really was my birthday.

I wasn't surprised, but a gloomy mood overtook me and I started complaining about how, on top of dealing with this Candy fiasco, I had to find out that no one remembers my birthday—not even me. It was a bit hard to type because my phone kept glitching, but even IWL that's normal.

My mom came inside to grab some tablecloths for the party. I looked at her with a deep frown, the kind a child makes before bursting into tears. I didn't even know what age I was turning, but I couldn't believe she forgot my birthday. [This would never happen in reality unless she got dementia or something.]

"What? Why do you look like that? You're on electronics too much," she said, and I started crying. "Oh, guess it's not that then."

She went back outside without asking what the problem was. But a few seconds later, I heard her let out a terrible wail. I knew she'd realized and went out to see if she would apologize. She was hunched over on the ground, but when I went up to her, she raised her head and smiled. "You thought I forgot your birthday? Don't be silly."

Startled by the change in attitude, I said, "Stop lying."

It was already 3:30 in the afternoon, so if she truly hadn't forgotten, what was she planning to do? And why had she been despairing just a moment ago? There's no way she could remember yet not acknowledge it. Still she insisted, and although some doubts crept in, I refused to believe her.

Abruptly woke at 4:11; WBTB.


Dream #3 (Non-Lucid):
There was a group of horses talking to each other, awkward and relatable, practicing Japanese with flashcards. They took out the kanji for month/moon, but on closer inspection it became the kanji for rain. On even closer inspection, it didn't look quite right.

Next thing I remember is being in my room, looking at an imitation painting I made of the horses. One of them was biting the other's tail, and there was a dragon on its saddle. A stone tower loomed in the distance, and two more dragons were piled on top of it. The painting was able to move like a live photo. I thought it was very futuristic.

I had a false awakening in which I wrote down the dream, and after that I had another false awakening in which I did the same thing! When I woke up for real at 5:11 I was confused and lay there for a while trying to figure out what had happened. Forgot much of the dream, but the FAs actually helped me recall the details of the horse part.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
Andrew Tate was dating a teenage boy. I saw a video on TikTok of them kissing. The caption read, "He's even a pedo now!" There was a child next to the two of them so I worried about the implications of this.

After the kiss the (teen) kid walked away blushing. He was wearing a Hunter x Hunter shirt, and on it Killua was blushing too. I wondered if the video was fake because it's weird for non-anime people to blush like that, and the matching shirt seemed unrealistic.

Sudden false awakening. I debated whether or not I should write down the dream, deciding to do it later since it was almost 6:15. I went over it in my head and thought, Even though it's short, it's not a fragment because that was the whole dream. So that'll be one point.

My brothers N and Z were both awake. Z was in my bed with headphones on, watching something on his phone. I lay down and covered my ears with a blanket because N was being annoying, but when I put the cloth over my ears, I heard loud piano music and singing. It was definitely a cover of a PowaPowa-P song, not sure which one. Even though the singer's voice was shaking and too-loud and full of voice cracks, I didn't mind because I was fascinated by the hallucination. If I pressed too hard and covered my ear canals, I couldn't hear anything, and eventually the sounds stopped altogether.

I told Z about it and he told me to shut up and stop talking to him, not meanly though. I kicked him and we both kind of laughed. I announced that I needed to pee and since it was 6:14, I figured it would be fine to get up now. I climbed down from the bed, gathered my clothes, and headed to the bathroom. But for some reason, N was about to walk in first.

What the heck? He's in middle school, he doesn't need to get up yet. Bet he just wants to go on the computer. I told him to stop, and he backed away from the bathroom as if repelled. Behind me, I heard my 6:15 alarm going off. Oh yeah, I forgot to disable it.

I turned back to do that… and woke up to my real 6:15 alarm going off. Kinda crazy!

I may have forgotten a dream in between the third and fourth, but maybe I'm just confused. I'm disappointed in myself for missing so many dream signs, I even questioned my surroundings multiple times. But what can ya do...

———

Points:
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x4) - 4 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
(3 comments - 1 point)
Tonight's sum: 10 points
Previous sum: 70 points
Comp total: 80 points

Pre-WBTB (Targeting End of Sleep Cycle 4)

Hermione's Date
Hermione Granger has a date with an ugly guy. She has her Yule Ball dress on, the scene matches from the movie.
I'm familiar with the ugly guy since I had heard about him online.
They are having a light argument about something, but I can't hear them.
Later I'm in a Taco Ball parking lot near my regular gym. I'm checking "Hermione at Yule Ball" off of a checklist app on my phone.

The End of the World
I'm in my gym's parking lot standing near a desk setup outside. I'm working on some type of model generation software.
I can roughly draw with my hands in mid-air, and a smoothed-out shape snaps into view in 3D in front of me.
I'm working on a dress for a female model.
The female model is off-kilter with a projected x-y-z coordinate axis.
I'm trying to move the dress on the model so it snaps into place, but the image is translated off some value.
There is somebody else next to me. Might have been a coworker from WL.
A female AI-person approaches me.
She's visibly spooked, and needs to tell me something.
She doesn't trust the other person, so she goes to write it down.
Her handwriting is bad but I can read it.
She's telling me about the end of the world.
About how the world starts and ends in cycles with a calamity.
And it is about to happen again.

Hand-Eye Coordination
B from work is telling me a story about how he entered the military at a young age.
He says he ended up here in engineering because he had bad hand-eye coordination.
He gestures to a ledge high above that isn't normally there and tells me that he once accidently hit it with a machine gun.
He's talking to a group of older cohorts who remember those older days.
B makes a joke to a 3D animation modeling person that the ledge should probably have been addressed by this many years.
I tell B that my hand-eye coordination is very good, but I am still here anyway.

Post-WBTB (Targeting End of Sleep Cycle 5)

High School Well-Being
I'm back in highschool, but I'm with Max from Stranger Things and H from a band-group I formed a few years back.
I brush by Max with my backpack and accidently hurt her nose. I apologize profusely for hurting her.
She reacts by giving us a lecture about how H and I are too concerned for her well-being and she can handle herself.
I see some other people that look like jocks. I think about how they will probably go into marketing or sales someday.

First LD in about 6 months, and first DEILD chain in about 8 years, the DV comp has worked its magic yet once more!

A terrible night of sleep, bedtime around 00:00, woke several times, and about 04:30 I was just up, so I decided to use this as a time for relaxation and perhaps to get a WILD/DILD

WBTB: [2]

At some point around 06:30 my wife & dog left the room and I was able to more fully relax. It took a lot of diligence to keep relaxing. as I was very alert.

After a while, I started seeing images coming in to focus, very bright clear focus, like a room or a corridor. I could see my blankets through my closed eyes. I started thinking about how I might enter the dream more fully. Images of objects came in to bright, clear focus, like a bowl or a teapot/flowerpot, and it was rotating around its axes so I could get a clear look at it. It came into super sharp focus, and I just enjoyed the visualization, things like that are rare for me. I manipulated it a bit, adding flowers. Later after it vanished it occurred to me that it may have been a dream, a "light WILD," but then again it could have just been super vivid hypnogogic imagery. But I don't think so, my hypnogogic images are all just vague colorful blobs, and this was a fully realized visual scene.

+ NLD [1]: in BIL's house. There I am in a room in a house, a guy is sitting at a piano, it is my Brother-In-Law M. I see the notes appear on a piece of paper in front of me as he plays, and I hear them together with seeing them appear on the paper. Then I realize it's M, and he's playing on an electronic piano, some sort of cool digital piano where the notes appear on a remote screen as you play them on the keyboard. The sound is very electronic and imitation, not like a digital piano at all, and I think this is odd because he and my sister are both musically inclined. I say "hey you changed your piano," the used to have an upright analog piano, and again I think this is weird that they replaced that awesome piano with for this tinny sounding electronic thing. He crosses the room and vigorously pours himself a glass of wine, sloshing it messily into the glass and some spills to the floor.

Things fade and I realize I'm looking at a computer screen with characters on it. Scene changes to a library (?) looking at a computer.

+ I am outside a building on a 2nd floor balcony/landing with an external entrance door, and I open a door and look in to a short, empty hallway. This is my place, I realize, [false], where my renter lives, and I realize that I shouldn't just barge in on him without prior notice, so I close the hallway door and turn around. I'm standing on a high balcony over a bare courtyard below, get the urge to lean out and fly, realize this means

I'm dreaming [10], and I lean out, spread my arms and begin to fly [5]. I'm moving slowly, and I will myself to move faster, I reach behind me with my right arm, and imagine I have an "Iron Man" flight gauntlet on and will it to propel me forwards faster. I fly around a corner still with tall buildings around me, zig zagging right then left, and I see a large open area in front of me with a bunch of people walking around on the ground. I land and the scene fades and I feel myself awake in bed...

I remain clam and quiet and a scene returns (DEILD #1 [2]). I'm standing outdoors in daylight in an area similar to where I was before, and there is a sign of some sort, like an advertising banner, a couple of yards square, in front of me, and I will my dream arms to appear and reach out and pound my hands on the sign as a form of stabilization [1]. I feel my arms are a bit heavy/unresponsive and not "real" but pounding on this sign helps bring me more fully into the dream scene.

A woman walks by, and I "interact" with her [2]. Scene fades....

I figure I'm on a roll, and that the dream will soon return if I'm patient, and it does...

I'm back in the large outdoor area with people walking by [(DEILD #2 [2]). There is a particularly hot, built, middle-Eastern looking woman approaching me, wearing a white evening dress, I think she's perhaps a waitress at a fancy restaurant, and I walk up to her, and "interact" with her for a moment , but not giving her much attention, making up some BS talking points like I'm asking her to get some order in order to "fit in" to the scene, and quickly leave her and move forwards. It is sort of like an outdoor restaurant, there is a tall counter with a female and male bartender standing there, I grab a flute of champagne and drink it [5]. There is not much flavor and the glass itself seems really light like it's empty. I walk a bit further along the bar and reach for another glass while saying "fix me a drink!" and it also, too, feels weightless. A bit further on towards the right-end of the counter/bar is a really tall barman, looking very dour/serious, and I ask him if his name wasn't "xxx" (forgot). "No," he answers, and mutters "Robin." "Ah, sorry" I say, and tell him he's really tall (he is) [DS] and I do a RC (score?) nose pinch and of course can breathe. I sit at the bar there is a group of women sitting there all clumped close together, I reach out and "interact" with one for a while, who turns out to be older but hey it's all good, and ask her to "interact" with me a bit, she starts and the scene fades...

Figuring this is one of those once-every-many-years massive awesome DEILD chain, all I have to do is wait and think about the scene and it will continue, and sure enough....it does.

I'm standing in a small office / hallway. [(DEILD #3 [2]), I move forwards. There is a low/narrow door / gate in front of me and with a gesture and a thought I blow it open with TK. [5]. I move forwards past this and the office opens into a room with a lot of comforters and chais and sofas to the left. I turn to the left into the area looking for more DCs, and as I turn and move, the area extends further and further into the distance right in front of my eyes. It is now a sort of outdoor area with a bunch of DCs milling around, and I move forwards into this area. There are a number of DCs here and I'm trying to figure out which one to "interact" with and decide on one woman. We move to an area with a bunch of doors that lead to "privacy" areas, and we enter the last one and close the door. The door has a glass window on it so I want to move farther back for more privacy, it's a narrow corridor that opens into a tiny bathroom with a toilet. I remove some of her clothing, get a quick peek, but the scene then fades...

Being somewhat displeased at the loss of the dream, I resolve to remain still and return and continue. In a moment, I'm back in the toilet area in the "privacy hall" [(DEILD #4 [2]) but the woman has transformed into a man who is "ready for action" and some other dirty, sort of shifty looking guy is approaching down the corridor, asking "What are you doing with that guy?!". Thankfully, the scene quickly fades....


Figuring that I want to quickly jot down some notes about these dreams before I forgot them, I opened my eyes, got up, and did so, and started the day.

One of the night things about being a LD practitioner, is that those unpleasant long bouts of insomnia can sometimes have a silver lining!

Y'know, I really love these podcasts with CanisLucidus and OpheliaBlue. They always seem to say the most useful things right when I need to hear it... even if they said it years ago.
Anyway, on to the dreams

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
A girl was on the subway, heading for Japan. She was confused about Chinese versus Japanese pronunciation. Someone abruptly stopped her at 3:30 to ask a question.

That's all. Ironically, I woke up at 3:30. Logged the entry and went to sleep, attempting WILD as usual. I used CanisLucidus's "99, I'm dreaming, 98, I'm dreaming" method this time.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):

Spoiler for suicide:

I was watching a Japanese music video about a suicidal girl. It repeatedly showed flashing railway signals, red and green, and the train pulling in, over and over. Finally, the camera panned to the girl standing alone on the station platform. She had longish white hair and two letters in her hand. One was sent to herself (from herself), called "The Decapitated," and the other wasn't shown, but I have the sense it was either for the conductor or a loved one.

I stopped watching and was at some train tracks myself. Not a public platform, just random tracks in the middle of the woods. I was checking out the train tracks in preparation for my own suicide... it wasn't going to be that day, but a month or two in the future. I thought, Would you really get decapitated? I suppose you could, but it wouldn't be that simple...

The train eventually arrived, and like a squirrel I impulsively ran in front of it, reaching the other side just in time to avoid being hit. Then I remembered it's illegal to do that—I had searched it up before—and I saw people behind me so I bolted. They ran after me, following me into the forest. I ended up getting stuck trying to crawl over a bush. They were going to catch me.

"All right, that's enough!" one guy shouted, shining his flashlight on me. I was shocked that they had bothered to give chase in the first place, even more so that I hadn't escaped. A pang of considerable fear struck me.

There was an immediate scene change. Now I was not even in the dream, but the "camera" was on a guy wearing a turtle shell, and he said to me, "So, you're trying to WILD? Just give it up." We both became simultaneously alarmed by his words. "I mean, no, no, never mind.... I don't know anymore, you schmuck."

———

I woke up at 4:21. After recording the dream, I lay awake for at least 35 minutes, doubting if I would be able to get back to sleep at all. But I was thinking of LDing and WILD the whole time, and eventually I drifted off.

———

Dream #3 (Lucid):
Where do I even start? The order of this dream is so scrambled... I'll try my best.

I was on a spaceship, in a small room with my mom and a cabinet of spices. Lucid from the get-go, I remembered my first three-step task: flying! I jumped up and hovered in the air, being careful not to fly through the ceiling in case the dream blacked out.

Wriggling in midair, I bragged to my mom, "This is a dream! This is a dream!"

She clapped and praised me, yet at the same time, I heard her shrieking at me to do my work. It was weird, but the image of her in that room was super vivid. I remember being amazed and hoping I didn't wake up. Then I had a false awakening.

I attempted WILD by imagining my mom as she was before, and she kind of "booted up," but in the end it failed. So I went to sleep normally and the next thing I remember is being in my living room, lucid again. I pushed my brother aside and jumped into and through the front door, trying to teleport. I emerged in total blackness.*

At first I assumed I had woken up, but then I thought, Wait, what if this is the "void" CanisLucidus mentioned? Remembering how he hailed it as an effective teleportation tool, I tried to summon up a scenery. Grainy graphics resembling the ATNRPG logo popped up.** (I started playing it yesterday.) There were four letters instead of six, and they kept changing, most of them somewhat Greek-looking. I wasn't surprised; I was glad for the typical dream sign.

I entered what I for some reason believed to be a WILD transition. I was in the woods in front of a stream, mentally comparing it to its real life counterpart. This one had more greenery, and the trees were packed more densely. A kid from my ESS class appeared, floating face-down in the river. (I was reminded of Dazai from BSD.) But he wasn't completely limp, rather suspending his waist over the water while keeping his head submerged.

My friend A was with me and we pulled him out, despite his struggles. "Can't you see I'm trying to die here?" he snapped.

"You should do a better job of it then," I said coldly. "Besides, we'll get in big trouble if we're caught turning a blind eye."

He pushed us away and even started throwing punches. A was distressed but I figured it was a good opportunity to solidify the dream. Unfortunately, I couldn't feel anything.

Don't remember the end of the scene, maybe it was another FA+false DEILD.

I was on a spaceship again, literally on top of it, mostly non-lucid. My body was a mechanical bunny, and making it walk was quite difficult. A little astronaut was with me, and we had to avoid these moving concrete traffic barriers; touching them would be fatal. (On some level it was a video game.)

He opened a door for us but I somehow entered the wrong one. I came across a device with the ability to change the background of my alarm clock. I was like, "Oh wow, I never knew that my alarm clock background could change!" (I was a little bit lucid since I assumed it would change it in real life.)

A selection of anime-style backgrounds filled the screen. I scrolled through the various themes, among them Irisu Syndrome, Yume Nikki, generic night skies, et cetera. I was going to choose the first, but I couldn't buy it because I needed 30 "tickets" and owned none.

How am I supposed to get tickets? Never heard of 'em, I thought grumpily. I accidentally pressed a button but canceled it by hitting "esc." I think it also teleported me to the correct door and sent me through.

I was lucid again, more than before, walking through the spaceship's hallway with a bunch of people. I decided to go with the flow and follow them, wondering if they would take me anywhere important. We went through one of those futuristic, automatic, semi-circle-shaped doors into a room I didn't pay enough attention to to remember.

I thought of the competition, under the impression that this was its own separate dream, unaware of the false DEILDs. I said hello to a reporter lady and she happily greeted me back. Then I tried to push my finger through my palm but it didn't work at all, so I looked at my hands instead. Totally normal. For a moment I assumed it was because the dream was so stable, but perhaps I was just being cocky. I looked closer and bam, suddenly I only had three short fingers on each hand! It was so creepy I actually said "Eek!" and shook them out. I looked away and in my peripheral vision saw them return to normal.

I worried the repulsion would wake me up, so I distracted myself by flying. It was unusually difficult; I had to kick myself into the air and flail around to stay afloat.

"Stop that," the reporter scolded. I did, and she led me over to a marked circle on the ground, asking me some questions I didn't listen to nor answer.

I wracked my brain for the memory of my next three-step task, but nothing came up. Again I worried about waking up, and maybe the dream dissolved, or I had an FA, but this is the next scene I remember:

My memories of this part are particularly fuzzy, and I wasn't even in it. There was a play going on (in the same spaceship I believe) but a couple actors had been abducted—a gay boy and a pretty blond girl. An image of the latter flashed across the screen, anime style, of course. Short wavy hair, long eyelashes, a floppy hat, and a white sundress.

Someone said, "Oh, I knew that gay guy was going to get abducted someday."

"Well, I knew that girl was going to get abducted someday," someone else put in. [The visuals were very bad.] "[Name], you should have watched her better."

[Name] was a teenage boy who probably had a crush on the blond girl. "I thought it would be creepy to watch her too much..." he mumbled.

They were about to set out on a rescue mission, but before they did, I woke up for real at 5:36. There was a sort of hypnopompic transition into wakening, similar to the turtle guy but less vivid. A monk was facing the "camera" and talking about lucid dreaming. I don't remember what he said.

———

The reason the order of everything is so confused in my brain is because I didn't write it down right away. When I first awoke, I still believed all those false awakenings were actual DEILDs, and I tried to do another one. But after a while I realized that this time was different than the others and I needed to hurry and write down the dream, or I would forget.

Anyway, this is my first LD of the competition! YAY! Maybe I'll draw some pics for it tomorrow.

Edit: Pics!


Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½ point
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream - 1 point
WILD - 10 points
Fly + First Chosen Task - 10 points
Interact with a Dream Character - 2 points
*Does this count as Fully Phase through Big Solid Object if I lost lucidity afterwards? - TBD (Edit: Yep, 10 points)
**Is this Advanced Summoning? - TBD (Edit: Nope)
Reality Check / Stabilization - 1 point
Tonight's sum: 26.5 (Edit: 36.5)
Previous sum: 25 points
Comp total: 51.5 points (Edit: 61.5 points)

WBTBx2 => 2 non-lucids and 1 fragment

First round:

…/I’m in a concert hall. The hall is still empty. The stage is set. It looks like it’s very early in the day of the concert, all lights are off, except for a couple of bulbs somewhere above the stage. Not enough to illuminate any. There’s some people, no more than 10. The place is very dark. As nothing is happening I go on the stage, take the microphone and start talking shit. Then I see N. Is on the back side of the stage, standing next to a speaker. I challenge somebody to come to the front to show up as she is. And I look at her and ask again to come on. She laughs but doesn’t want to step to the front. I ask once more, to show up, so much that you like to show up, I say. She’s nervous and smiles. She has her lips painted in red. Ok I say, and ask for somebody to show the program. I see that E. has a T-shirt showing the program of the night. But he doesn’t react. I ask for somebody to bring some music on the stage. A shadow comes closer and gives me a small speaker, with a white logo on the front side, like it was a signature. There’s a big speaker almost in the middle of the stage. N. runs to the right side of it to get the small speaker from the shadow. I don’t understand her. I already have it. It’s playing some music, like a primitive Black Metal song. I think to myself, it fits perfect with the video of that parody band of Black Metal. And I see for short the mix of that song with the video of the Black Satans/…

I wake up for short, to record some audio notes for the DJ, it’s almost midnight and I try first WBTB

Second round:

…/I see an old man coming to the house, ‘the father’ I think. I see him from the second floor through a window in the first floor. There’s some agitation in the house. There are women there, possibly sisters. An old woman who I think it’s the mother is sent to the basement. She doesn’t have to meet with the old man. They’re hiding her. She goes downstairs. The place is very illuminated and wide. Once the old lady is down, I see some crows building nests on many places around the floor of the basement. There’s hay all over the place. It looks like a barn. The old woman tries to go upstairs, but the doors are closed. I see again the crows. There’s one guiding the rest, showing them what they have to do. I get distracted for a while with their activity. The place diffuses to black behind the nests. There’s a little girl to the side, doing something similar. Although she’s following the instructions of a small bird. It is told that she’s learning how to build a bonfire. I see the small bird jumping and shaking his head as he’s giving instructions while tweeting around a kind of nest with leaves set in random ways/…

I wake up once more, still have around an hour before the alarm clock goes off. So I resume the voice journaling and go back to attempt once more to get in lucid

Third round:

There was something else but I was able to recall just a fragment, I woke up short before the first alarm and realized I was already in the void again when it went off. I forgot all of it along the day. I was surprised to find a voice recording from the last fragment I was able to take. No memory of doing that.

…/I’m following a girl in 3rd person view. She’s performing long step jumps. Every time longer. Like those I use to surf on the air. Holding the feet up avoiding to touch tte ground when falling. She needs something from another city. She got there in three steps/…

About time for some good lucids!

Dream 1: I was working with a friend to build a road, with the very same tractor that was at my old construction job. In the sky though I saw an eye, which got me lucid. I believe I teleported through a wall to a dark room before losing lucidity. I then remember turning the lights on and watching some old movies when a set of grenades was put on my desk from the movie. I was fine until it was turned on accidentally. I threw it as far as I could but it was still pretty close. Hiding under my bed, it didn’t just explode. It had a mini machine gun inside that shot me a couple times but was blocked mostly by the bed, and eventually went away. I then woke up.

Dream 2: I was going into town with a friend of mine. (Who I'll refer to as FE) In this dream, she was a catgirl for some reason. We stopped at this coffee shop in the middle of town and shared this cinnamon roll. I was outdoors when I realized something wasn’t right and got lucid. I tried teleporting but it didn’t work. The dream felt like it was ending so I grounded yet lost lucidity. Came over to another friend’s house. (C) Somehow FE turned into this yellow 2D horse thing. Then for some reason C was this huge asshole, and his girlfriend was just as irritating. They didn't let me leave. Suddenly though, FE turns back into a catgirl and sits on C's lap and starts licking him. Me and his girlfriend were shocked as hell, and I woke up.

Dream 3: A friend of mine sat me down to watch the Mario Movie 2. It was about Mario, Luigi, and DK climbing this impossible mountain that people lived in, but the height brainwashed them. Turns out some witch was there. I made it a few minutes in and it ended. Apparently the guy who showed me said it was a collection of some leaked clips posted on reddit. I was confused, because I thought I would’ve heard of this by now, and then he insulted me. I gave him a “fuck you” and walked away

Before WBTB

Russian Ride
I'm traveling internationally and I don't speak the language where I am at. I'm getting off a train or bus looking for the airport. I see another bus leaving and I wave my arms and chase it, yelling for it to stop. It does. I try to ask the driver where the airport is and he tells me (in English) that the bus is full. It clearly isn't. I wonder if there is some law saying there must be X number of open seats. Regardless, I stay on the bus and he doesn't kick me off. I make my way to the back of the bus. It resembles the CATA bus system from back home. In the back car is a girl with one leg. Short hair, kinda "bad-girl type". She has khaki pants on, and the missing leg has it tied to cover the stump. I sit next to her and ask for help. She's friendly.

Some time later we are back at her apartment. It's a big studio, kinda messy with paint and art all over the place. I realize that I'm a girl, and that she may be gay. I get the impression she might have been coming onto me.

Later I'm running from Russian agents. I'm running through an apartment complex, entering and leaving through doors/windows. I'm really high up. When I go outside I'm sidling on just-big-enough edges to not fall. I don't know why they are chasing me. I eventually make my way down from the tall complex and make it to the ground but I haven't shook them.

I'm in a down-town Chinatown type area at night. There is a big crowd of people and I'm trying to use them to escape from the Russian agents. I'm at a bar with two floors open to the outside. There are some TVs running with couches set in front of them. There are some dark corners I can hide in. I try out a few and crouch down, but I decide that none of them are good enough and keep moving. Then I stand up face-to-face with one of the agents. He looks like Dr. Brenner from Stranger Things.

Running again. This time it was short. I ended up in a stone building on a grassy hill, hiding underground. But they've just found me. There is the leader (Dr. Brenner) and two thug-types. They are going to torture me for information. I tell them I've only killed one time, and I wasn't sure if it was me or my uncle who pulled them trigger. I guess I was trying to intimidate them. It doesn't work. They casually talk to me about something and then without warning Dr. Brenner shoots my right ear off with a pistol.

I cry out in pain (S hears me and tries to shake me awake). It doesn't hurt as much as I expected it would. They tell me that they will shoot off the other ear if I don't comply.

I wake up and tell S I am OK.

After WBTB

W Aged Up
I'm at my Grandma P's house in the bedroom sleeping on the bed. I've slept in later than everybody else. I roll over and see some old drawings I made in my childhood on the wall. My grandma will have decided to have kept them. They are hyper realistic and drawn in pencil. Somehow, they are holographic. I think to myself that maybe I should get back into art.

W, my brother's son who is due in September, bursts into the room with his friend, Ian. He's four years old. I can't tell who is who and I feel bad about it. But now I know it is because W isn't born yet. One of them has buck teeth. I follow them around the house and then one kid is missing. I find W/Ian eating dish cleaning tablets under sink. Standard kid behavior I guess

Lucid Fragment
I'm in a large mall, reminiscent of one from an old marching band trip from high school. I do a nose reality check and realize I'm dreaming. I double take...crap! I was dreaming that whole time before with W! I think to myself that step one is to find my DG...but my lucidity slips and I wander off.

Conditions
Medium workout early in day
Big dinner
2 drinks of alcohol
Stayed up late
6hr/30m WBTB
Yuschak Primary Trigger (8Mg Galantamine, 250Mg Choline Bitartrate)

Notes
My theory on what happened here...sleep cycle issues. Instead of jumping into the same sleep cycle I was just in, I jumped into the beginning of a later one. I stayed up until about 2:30am playing Zelda and then set an alarm for 8:30am...so about 6 hours after sleep. I know that 5h45m has been a good target for me, so I was experimenting with a larger time to test and see if it can be improved. One problem though is that I didn't have an established wake-sleep rhythm. Plus, I stayed up longer than the typical 15m during the WBTB. I planned slightly longer at 20m but it was more like 30m. I don't think the alcohol will have mattered much because of the later timing, but it could have played a part. Lesson learned: Next time, have an established sleep rhythm. Gonna say data inconclusive about 6h/20m WBTB setup.

Stress of life

Last night I went to bed very late, around midnight. The recall starts as usual at work, and then it unfolds into more complex known scenarios that are frequently dreamed. It gave me some clues to follow during my WL. I’m planning to do more RC’s while I’m at work in the first place. Then pay more attention when I start worrying about certain things. If I’m intending to have some LD for the competition!

…/As usual I’m immersed into arranging articles. This time, they’re toy trucks for kids under 3. They’re stout and have opaque colors. I’m putting another type of articles to the side of the group, something like video game cartridges or VHS tapes or some odd stuff that pulls my interest, they’re put into plastic bags. I take a look on the group of trucks once more, around 20 set in a square order.
I stand up and start walking down the yard of my childhood school, with big pines on the sides. Not sure about what I’m looking for, but as I keep walking down the place, I get into my university campus. There’s some people walking around in the whole place. It looks like I’m looking for a bathroom. While I keep walking down the pavilions, a lot of students start coming out of the classes. I turn around and start walking back my way. More and more people start walking in my direction, others just standing and talking. It looks like all of the classes ended at the same time. While I’m walking I see a small dog walking with the crowd. It’s a Pomeranian. The dog is looking at me while it quick walks at my left side. That funny walk as they’re smiling at you while they move. I make a gesture like I’m going to put my face closer to it. Somebody starts calling from behind. It’s a female voice calling a woman’s name. I guess it’s her owner. The dog stops for a while and starts walking again as I start moving. She’s calling her dog again. I make the gesture again to make it stop. The dog stops and I keep walking my way back to the upper layer of this place, hoping the girl got impressed with my super powers of being able to make an unknown Pomeranian stop walking.
I get distracted with a crowd of students standing in rows trying to get into some place. They’re matriculating for the next year. I have to do the same but have no idea what to do now. I didn’t get good notes. I start worrying about what’s next. How I was able to matriculate last time in certain courses if I didn’t pass the previous ones. I try to walk through the crowd but it’s impossible in certain ways.
I see a room to the right side. I get in and see a meeting of teachers sitting on a big table. I recognize some of my school teachers. The one from History is sitting looking at the table as he’s worried about something. They’re introducing themselves.
I get out and get into another room at a level some steps lower than the floor. There’s a big bed and somebody known is there. She let a bucket of yellow colored water fall on the side. I complain about it because it may ruin the articles. I’m at work again, I go to see what happened on that corner. I see a known carpet under the bed. There’s not much water there. I leave the place.
Out there I see a friend of mine getting inside a little store, he’s buying something, it’s a music album. It’s roughly packed and doesn’t look original. I get into the store too. On one of the sides, they’re selling music. I say they’re rough copies. Somebody answers yes they’re copies. I go out and tell S. they’re pirate. I ask her if we are still in the city we visited some years ago, she answers yes. Of course! I say, they’re pirates! I see G. proudly showing the CD, DVD? packed in a plastic bag with the printed album cover inside. It’s red and white, I cannot see the logo but I’m guessing it looks like Rigor Mortis first album cover. No way, it’s not original.
We start walking down the side walk, and I see a couple of food stands on the side. I see what they’re cooking on the frying pan, it’s something I didn’t have for a long time, one of my favorite meals! I tell her we should buy some and have it for today. The path turns into the street leading to my WL place. We’re getting into her car/…