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Date of Dream: MON 12 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 480 - Separated Sections

Dream 480 A - I Don't Have A Budgie
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in year 12 homeroom when the student “welfare” coordinator pulled me out of the classroom to talk to me. I was confident this time as I knew I did nothing wrong. She was accusing me about owning a budgie as a pet and got me into trouble for that. I told her that I did not have a budgie but then she constantly went to me on repeat that I was lying. She did this for a while and so I actually started to get angry at her.

In the dream, I stood up to her. I said to her how she’s always getting innocent people into no good reason, especially targeting me. I then said to her, “You only seem to talk to me when you need something”. She looked like she was shocked and was now really angry at me too; we were on a full-on verbal war. Then as she walked away, she did this really loud villainous laugh and from all the previous yelling and accusing, had left me crying.

The laugh could still be heard and so when I entered the classroom, I asked one of the students, CT, can you hear that? She said she could and I told that it was Ms. D after she had accused me and called me a liar. CT gained the most shocked look on her face and seemed disgusted with Ms. D herself. I was then back outside the classroom and my mum was there. She noticed I was crying and so also seemed to know what had happened earlier. I told my mum not to tell anyone but despite what I said, she went into the admin building.

Out she came and Mr. Bl. had followed after her. The rest of the scene was spent with the discovery that Mr. Bl. was going to help mediate the situation. The next scene took place in my mum’s car with her driving and me, Mr. Bl. and Ms. D all in the back seat. I then apologised to Ms. D for yelling at her earlier and then I actually became really friendly and told her that in-fact, I have 2 cats, a dog and fish. There didn’t seem to be any apology from Ms. D though.

Later on in the dream, my parents and I were at home and I felt really proud how I was the bigger person, apologising to Ms. D earlier on. Despite the good deed I had done, both my mum and my dad told me not to go too overboard and this really annoyed me. The dream ended there.

Dream 480 B - Bothersome Biology
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was at my house, in my dining room and there was a biology class going on there. It was year 11 biology teacher but just like in real life, he was very nasty and so I found I couldn’t seek help from him despite how super difficult this worksheet was in the dream. Everyone else seemed to be doing it but my pen didn’t even touch the paper.

Later on in the dream, I was out in the front driveway and thought to myself, “How ridiculous is this VCE biology course? Thank God I don’t have to do the exam!”. I then recalled how basic mine was in 2016 compared to this current crap. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 480 C - Dreamer To The Rescue
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, the dream was one big video game itself. There were a mix of Mario and Wario characters, with 10 characters, 5 from each series, on the roster. The Mario roster was Peach (leader), Waluigi, Daisy, Yoshi and Bowser. The Wario roster was Wario (leader), Mona, 9-Volt, 18-Volt and Ashley. The dream showed a few close up scenes of Peach leading her team around, each doing various tasks, but there weren’t many scenes with Wario and his characters.

Eventually though, there was a scene where 18-Volt was the selected character and so he was exploring the map, his appearance was close to WarioWare Gold but was slightly different. By the way, this game was apparently called “WarioWare Go Lo”. An interesting discovery was made; I was not a playable character but I was in charge of facilitating the tutorials to the playable characters. This was seen when 18-Volt came up to a sign and the animations of how to control the character were represented by my character. The character art for me was so accurate and also really fit the graphics of the game. I was wearing my summer uniform with the blazer included.

Later on, my mind knew something was up as characters started to disappear from the roster and rather the space was left empty, like when someone’s tooth falls out and now there’s an obvious hole. The plot of the game was now a resemblance to the Legend of Spyro where there was a powerful villain shown and he was actually, slowly locking all the characters up! Now it was actually up to me to go and rescue the characters before there would be no playable characters left. By the way, this character looked almost like Ripto from Spyro 2 but he was a blueish-green colour.

The dream was now playing in first person mode from my perspective. Right from the start, the first character I had intentions to rescue was 18-Volt, especially due to the fact that I had a feeling of loyalty towards him for being one of my dream guides. I scaled up a mountainside and found him in a wide cave but he wasn’t tied to anything, he was just sitting with his back against a rock. I prompted for 18-Volt to come with me and so he got up and started following me.

I figured I would only rescue one more character so in case something happened and the villain caught us, I’d be able to grab them with a hand each. Then after that, they would help me rescue the others. 18-Volt and I went further up the cave to see Ashley who was also slightly distorted but very close to her WarioWare Gold appearance. She was looking at us in a miserable way, almost as if she was angry or something. I came up to Ashley and told her to come with us. So now, both she and 18-Volt were sticking close to me as we navigated our way out of the cave through the other end. The dream ended there.

Dream 480 D - Guest Of Honour
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was another version of my fortress residence. WB was staying over and in this scene, I was showing her around my big bedroom. I forgot what she said or did specifically but she did have a very grumpy disposition about her. I do remember her appearance which was a plain ash coloured singlet, black leggings and white runners. Her hair was in the frizzy ladybug pigtail. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 480 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 C
Dream Guide: Me (Karla)
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 D
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 11 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 479 - Separated Sections

Dream 479 A - Rap Battle Gone Wrong
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in my kitchen and there was a scene playing in the background but also linking to the kitchen. It was only me at the start and the rest was represented by sound. Apparently 18-Volt and 13-Amp had just finished having a rap battle when my subconscious warned me that 18-Volt was about to encounter a disaster. A hologram of 18-Volt in his WarioWare Gold appearance was starting to walk into the kitchen, from the back end though.

Just before 18-Volt reached the stove area, I told him “Stop! Watch out!”. As I grabbed his arm and pulled him backwards. As that was happening, there was 13-Amp’s voice that yelled “Take that!” as the oven door slammed downwards with massive force. My mind was telling me that she was either attempting to cut 18-Volt with the sharp edges of the door or burn him now that the oven was open… I had literally saved 18-Volt from this fate by the skin of his teeth. I now perceived this slight energy as if 13-Amp had now just realised that I had foiled her plan. 18-Volt, on the other hand was just standing there and looking at me in a way that showed he was grateful for me rescuing him. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 479 B - Go Away You Impostor
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, the first couple of scenes were spent looking for 18-Volt. I am down in the valley area between Police Road and Gladstone Road when this random teen boy with blonde hair comments to me on the way I call for my dream guides. I forgot what he said specifically but he seemed curious (and somewhat amazed) as to why I used this particular method and tone. I was pitch black at night as I walked down Outlook Drive and actually demonstrated my calling method.

I then end up in this unknown shopping and dining precinct and someone is approaching me. It was some old Asian guy that actually looks like me real life GP but this guy was actually claiming to be 18-Volt. Unfortunately, as he went in to hug me, I pulled away from him immediately. This guy then shows up and goes to me “Why did you just pull away from 18-Volt?”, I told the guy that this is not 18-Volt. I then went up to the wannabe 18-Volt and said to him in a frustrated tone, “Put your jacket on! Put your pants on!”, pointing to his upper and lower half as I said these things.

On return, it was a completely different guy and no, he still didn’t get his appearance right, although I accepted this version as being a plausible version of 18-Volt. He had a camouflage print jacket on and only the green pants were correct, no glasses, no headset, wrong skin colour, etc. Inside the nearby restaurant, I can see that the distorted 18-Volt looks really depressed and upset. I came up to him, hopped onto the side of his raised chair and hugged him, acknowledging the fact that he did make an effort to change.

As I am precariously hanging off the distorted 18-Volt and his chair, this old man comes up and starts yelling at me. He asks what I am doing and tells me that what he sees is dangerous. I explained to him but he wasn’t satisfied and so he said he wanted a better explanation. I ended up explaining the situation fully and so the man then ended up actually leaving me alone. I then told the distorted 18-Volt that I would recommend some sort of spinal support to him.

The dream is now playing in a sub-scene. The are three live green teddy bears, helping me get some special chairs into a moving van. The name of the first teddy was Selvian Gurinder and so I thought to myself, “Oh, he’s actually Indian”. The name of the second teddy was Joshua but I have forgotten his surname. The name of the third teddy was Sarah Lockwood. The dream did go back to the restaurant scene but I can’t remember what happened in that scene.

Dream 479 C - Popular On Instagram
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in my bedroom, looking at Instagram on my phone. I went in to check the statistics of a story I had recently posted and I discovered something interesting. The majority of views came from WB as well as other members of her family. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 479 A
Dream Guide: Me (Karla)
Lucid?: No

Dream 479 B
Dream Guide: 18-Volt...?
Lucid?: No

Dream 479 C
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Thursday, February 4, 2016.
There were guys in a former house that I lived in there to fix the air conditioning. They were taking apart the coolant pipes because something was clogging them maybe. There were other people living in the house though But they were off at their jobs at the time. Soon they were flushing the line. There is a huge amount of water hundreds of gallons that dual pushing through.
[This is where it got interesting]
Me and one of the repair guys that wasn't working watched while standing under a large tree. Then there was a flash of light. The fix-it guy was talking about the lines he was fixing and I said about the flash of light, "Did you see that?" He stopped talking and was like "what?" but said nothing. I said to him, "Was that lightning?" [As it turns out the flash of light was lightening in the waking world flashing through the window. The thunder of it woke me and probably everyone else in the town up.] The dream character didn’t seem to realize what I was talking about at all because in the dream it wasn’t raining or even cloudy and he didn’t see anything, he just gave a strong look like 'what are you talking about.'

PS. First time posting in YEARS. This dream was taken from my personal dream journal in Word. I'll post some of the best dreams till I reach the present.

Note: For Privacy reasons, I will leave out the dates and some of the details.

I find myself in an unusual world, it felt surreal, but I'm not a stranger to this kind of experiences. I didn't have a body. I was a floating point of consciousness. It seemed everything was made up of pieces of reflections. It's hard to explain. I ask my guide where I was and I hear her voice in my mind - "The Fractal World" and she explains it interconnects different realities. I was fully lucid all this time. I decide to go into the past and try to save Kana. I didn't focus on a time, I just wanted to be taken to a time that will ideally help me save her. One of the fractals pulsates. I go towards it and all of a sudden the world collapses and I wake up in my bed.



I was groggy. I do a reality check half-heartedly and confirm it's not a dream. I look around sleepily and was surprised to see I was in my old bedroom, the one I shared with Kana. I look to my side and she was lying there awake looking at me curiously. I become wide awake. She looked so frail. I grab the phone and look the day, it was the day she was taken to Casualty (ER)! I try all possible reality checks multiple times and none of it shows I'm dreaming. I have had time-dilated dreams that are so realistic that reality checks become unreliable.

Kana says weakly that it's not a dream. She says that when she finds me doing reality checks repeatedly. I feel her temperature and she was chillingly cold as if there was no life left in her... exactly like it was that day. I didn't care if it was a dream or not at this point. I am not going to let it happen again. I insist we go to ER right away and this time we go to another hospital. The hospital we were going didn't have our best interests. Something I didn't know back then. I had my own health problems leaving me sort of crippled, but I fought through it despite the pain.

The hospital we were going to were unprepared to treat her from day 1, so instead of letting her survive and seek treatment elsewhere, they kept making her go for tests day after day without telling us what's up. It only became clear after she passed away that they were unprepared to treat her condition. So, essentially they were milking us of any money we had until she died instead of letting us go get treated elsewhere. They even refused to admit her in a room saying they were full. It came up later that they didn't admit her because they couldn't treat her. It was easier for them to have her die outside their hospital. So, long story short, not only did they not save her, they made her suffer a lot by having her do the same expensive tests over and over. However, what actually killed her was not her condition... it was septic shock from a procedure they did without anesthesia in ICU without consulting anyone or asking for Kana's own consent. Not only it was traumatic for her to endure the pain with no sedatives, the area got infected from contaminated equipment leading to all her organs shutting down. They didn't even do resuscitation when she flatlined a day later the proedure saying there was little they could do even if they revived her. She managed to hang on for around 1 day after the procedure saying she doesn't think she's going to make it but didn't want to leave without talking to me. That night, they didn't let me stay beside her holding her hand as she wanted. They said they don't allow "visitors" after visiting hours. Next time I was called in it was to let me know she has passed away. During her last moments, we had given her tests and scans to another bigger hospital which was quite a bit farther away. They said they were well-equipped to treat her, but now it's too dangerous to move her because her body was shutting down from septic shock. They were furious why we didn't bring her there before the procedure with contaminated equipment. It was still safe to move her before they did that precedure which pretty much sealed her fate.

So, in this dream reality, I wanted to make a difference. I knew how it'll play out if we go into the same hospital. There is still a chance to save her if she doesn't get contaminated. I try to get Kana up from bed, she had no energy. She says she was too weak to go anywhere. I ask her to do it for me and she gives in. I manage to take her to the big hospital. I'll skip over the details. Few days pass. The flow of time was realistic. She was under treatment. She was in ICU for a day but got her own room when she was ready. She had some surgical procedures to treat her actual condition. The day she passed away comes and goes and she was still alive! I did reality checks every chance I got... it was still not a dream. I was happy, was I stuck in a reality where Kana survives? I was overjoyed. I go back to her room and tell her about this other reality where she doesn't make it. I give her a long hug and sit down beside her. She holds my hand tightly.

Kana: "I'm sorry..."

I look at her confused as tears fill up her eyes. The world around me distorts into fractals and I "wake up" in this reality, 3 years in the future, back in a world without Kana. I don't know what to make of it. Was it just a "dream" or did I experience a parellel reality where she survives?

The dream starts at my high school. I can't remember what happens there, but me and a group of friends eventually headed to our middle school. I saw my current art teacher working as a janitor, and the entire building was different. "Hey, this is almost in the same place as it is when I'm AWAKE!" I said, despite the fact this was horribly wrong. Everyone was impressed that I had achieved lucidity. We went inside the building and it was dark. we were in this large room that was poorly lit. To the back of us there was a white wall with a wooden horizontal rack meant for hanging clothes towards the ceiling. While everyone was checking out a room, I told my friend (who will be called E for the rest of the entry) to follow me into somewhere more private. We tried a compartment above the clothes rack, but that was too small. I mentioned the closet, but E said that she didn't like small spaces (I am unsure of this in real life.) We decided to go into the bathroom. What happened next I was still lucid for and will refuse to disclose. I feel partially ashamed for it, as this person was one of my crushes. Nothing that constituted a wet dream. I was sure of this when I woke up this morning and checked my pants. It's just odd for two friends to do. Hint: The bath water turned to red gelatin. There was calming 1950's music in the background. halfway into this moment my dream sort of "ejected" itself from my mind. I still heard the dream, but most of the visuals were lost. I was completely free to open my eyes at that point, and I did.

10-28
Fragment: I remember two men's faces, one of them being Jerry Seinfeld.
Dream: I'm at 9, some new neighbors have moved in to a house I used to petsit at; it's an odd couple, a young asian man and an older white lady. Someone is having their wedding there and F and I are attending. As we enter there's a "good" bottle of wine in a blue bottle which someone takes out of a lit china cabinet. I'm in a room with F and we're having dessert, I do some kind of unconscious dream control and transform a wine glass (like glassblowing, but just with fingertip gestures). My grandpa is calling me from the other room. He says something loudly and brashly which is confusing/embarrassing. Tony Soprano is there. Maybe it was Meadow's wedding.
Fragment: View of a street corner at my old college. It's morning, the light is tinted blue, there aren't many cars on the road.
Fragment: Brothers (that's all I wrote).

10-29
Dream: Long two-part dream with a painting/cooking competition (influenced by watching S1 of Skin Wars with F - I was competing against Mythica). I'm outside, in a grassy space near some bleachers, crowded with trees and some other metal/cinderblock structures. My painting is very saturated in its colors, it's of several columns with a vibrant sky behind them. The sky/weather around me is morning with tinted blue light -- from now on I'll just denote this as MB since it happens so often. I go to/under the bleachers to get a black plastic or metal barrel and start cooking, it's some kind of jambalaya or gumbo with sausage and potatoes. Later I'm in a bus with F's younger cousin, we're searching for ingredients. The bus is more like a warehouse, with a long table going down the length of it (maybe 2-3 times as long as a regular bus); I find what I need: potatoes and my pot of soup, which is smaller now than the barrel. I pull it from under the table, and notice some bugs crawling around some of the bags of ingredients. Transitions again and I'm at 9 having a crawfish boil and cooking hogs whole.
Dream: An old HS classmate who was a bit ditzy is asking for my work ID (the environment is a mix of HS and work) so that we can go on a date. I make an excuse that I have to go to my locker to find it.

10-30
Dream: I'm yelling angrily to my dad about my grandpa's medications. It starts in the backyard with my grandpa in a wheelchair near us, my dad is being to lax and not getting the prescriptions filled on time. I'm really yelling and beating on him, he's unfazed. We end up in the front yard, and a lot of family members and family friends are across the street in my neighbor P's driveway/front yard. They're all watching on as I yell and beat my dad. Eventually I walk over there and talk with them to calm down. Transitions and I'm in our driveway in our old van. My aunt is in the front with a baby, and she's holding it out so I can see it. It has a weird mouth -- it extends too far like a proboscis.
Notes: br stall; swing, flying bound?

Nothing down for 10-31 or 11-01

11-02
Dream: I'm standing next to a pool. Several of my indian coworkers are walking on water, and I ask them how to do it. An older one who sits near me explains about prana and breathing; a younger one who was on my first team makes an analogy that goes something like "A young man ...(insert foolish attempt); An old man ...(wiser, more effective method)". It was actually really good advice but I didn't write it down.
Fragment: Off of a country road, there's a suburban house with a staircase to a small loft right off the front door.
Dream: In 9, at night on the back porch. I'm with F and my dad, there are some ice chests lying around and a tablecloth on the table. It seems like a party is planned soon or just finished. F or I inquire about drinks and my dad says "MImosas" with an emphasis on the first part, making it sound like "My" -- this ties in with an in-joke F and I have about him and the way he says "My TV" or "My truck" in a specific way. There are also tall cans of bud light with weird plastic caps on them. I understand them to be bud light but they look like miller high life; strange. We're on our way to the pool, and I am trying to decide on shoes or flip flops.
Fragment: Something happened here but it's lost now.
Dream: F is in a room next to the bed. She stands up and walks to a door in the far left corner, and when she opens the door, a hand reaches out and grabs her. I can't move but I force the perpetrator to let go of her and approach me instead with dream control. I intrinsically understand that I have a certain energy or "light" that will dispel his darkness. I make him touch my arm and he goes blank-faced; this is similar to a past dream where I would reality check and engage with DCs, at which point they would go blank-faced and sort of become broken robots. He was kneeling down near the bed and had an Optimus Prime toy on his head.
The interesting part is how it started -- I wouldn't call it a WILD, I guess it was more like a DEILD but without the L. I had just gotten up for a bit and I lie down and immediately sort of popped into this one, I just didn't catch it and make it lucid.
Lucid: I decide to really try and get lucid after being teased by the last dream with awareness. I focus my efforts on it and very soon I'm hearing a radio drama in my head, although I still have full awareness of my body. It reminded me of HS and college when I was staying up late or close to sleep due to a project or homework I was working on, and I would get auditory hallucinations of voices/conversations with friends or family members, and or a loud bang or gunshot. Anyway, the radio drama sounded like It's a Wonderful Life, and one of the key characters was Uncle Billy, who was being forgetful about the night before of course. He remembered that he keyed a tree, scratched his name into it. Soon I can feel a sensation of moving back and forth, and I realize I'm on a swing. Once I realize it, the visualizations follow. I see myself in a wooden swing in a small yellowish room, with darkish blue light coming in from a window to the right. I say "I'm dreaming" as I swing, and imagine myself feeling the armrest, and I pop into the dream and lose most awareness of my physical body. I'm able to use pyromancy, and use my fingertip-flame-laser to carve shapes into the wood of the swing. I jump/get up from the swing and start interacting with a wooden desk with loose objects on its surface. I sweep them them off onto the floor, some wooden items, some glass beakers or bottles. I pick up a wooden item -- I forget what it was now -- and inscribe its surface. I remember the words "left" and "sou". The smoke effect from the pyromancy was vivid.

Date of Dream: SUN 4 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 473 - Separated Sections

Dream 473 A - Finding More Practise
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in this completely unknown building but had this inkling feeling that 18-Volt could potentially join me in a later scene. With this feeling in mind, I went to locate a suitable elevator that 18-Volt could take me in for exposure practise. I did end up finding one but as much as I was trying to stay on some second floor, I was pulled down a flight of stairs without warning by a mysterious force.

Later on in the dream, I was at my house and my friend NN was over. For some reason though, I was doing stuff inside, cooking inside the kitchen as well as talking to my brother and NN was out in the backyard, so I was completely ignoring him. He must have been thinking what was the point of this visit? That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 473 B - Wrong Number Plate
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, there were Killester girls of various different year levels but then it was a year 12 Further Maths class. WB had this small bound reference with her, the pages were the size of post-it notes but then the number of pages was a ridiculous amount. She let me have the bound reference for a while so I could look at it. I was amazed that the majority of it was the notes I gave her for 2017 and she had annotated all over them; this made me really happy.

Then the teacher, Ms Gab. was giving everyone some work to do, including me. The questions she gave out, everyone could understand them but I couldn’t at all, so I couldn’t do any of them and rather hesitated, doing nothing. Ms Gabriel then called me over and said that there was something from my dad in regards to my notes. Then when she presented my bound book to me, she opened up the last page and there was a photo of the whole class, thanking me for what I had done for WB, EO, and many other students.

In the next scene, I was casually driving around the streets and checking out all the schools in the area. I drove past a lot of schools but I have forgotten what many of them were called. There was this one school called St. Stewart’s School. It was another all girls school, with students walking out; it seemed to be home time. Apparently, this school was really strict. There was an Indian male teacher that seemed to be giving one of the students a compliment and she bowed down to him. I discovered that whenever a teacher gave a compliment to a student, they had to bow.

A family was then heading out of the gates, a mum and a younger brother (in a different school uniform) who was there to pick up one of the girls. They came up to me, asking if they could drive my mum’s car to get them home. I came with them and as they got seated in the car, I realised that they would not be able to drive the car. I consciously realised that the number plate was supposed to be CCC 799 but rather, the number plate was something like DCC 798. So I went up to the window and in a somewhat calm, but also panicked tone, I told “You’re not allowed to drive this car as the number plates are incorrect”. I then told them to stay in the car though and wait while I found someone to come and assess the car.

I ended up walking into this random house and, suspicious of where I was, called in a whispering tone for 18-Volt. Although I was being quiet as I could, I came into the sitting room and saw my aunty on the couch, looking very angry towards me. She then shouts at me, “It’s 1:00 AM! We’re trying to rest!”. Bright, vivid daylight doesn’t look like 1:00 AM to me and so I stood up to her and said in an obnoxiously confident tone “Well sorry, I have stuff to do and this needs to be done”. I then left her and DB where they were and continued the search for 18-Volt.

I then realised that I actually had the potential to call for 18-Volt at a louder volume than I already was. I noticed though that as I went slightly louder, my throat became croaky… I realised I had to clear my throat before I continued. It took a bit of effort but it was successfully done. I now didn’t care what anyone else thought and calmly called for 18-Volt in just a speaking tone; I didn’t feel like I was yelling. So then I wandered around the rest of the house to resume my search.

I walked through the bathroom and called for 18-Volt but there was nothing. The next room I ended up in though was this huge, gigantic maze complex of change rooms like it was at a large clothing store, each room divided with elegant looking plum coloured curtain. So I call for 18-Volt from the start of the room and I hear a voice calling back to me, “Over here!”. I walked some more and then I called out again, and again he responded. It seemed that every time I called out, 18-Volt would respond with something short, so whenever I was lost, I just had to call out and follow the sound of his voice.

Finally, I was of the opinion that I had arrived at his change room but when I opened the curtain, no one was in there. I thought to myself, “But I swear I heard his voice coming from in here. Damn it… He must be in the next one”. So I went one more to the right and indeed 18-Volt was in there. He started off naked with realistic human texture, although he was wearing red underpants and also his glasses and headset but this time, I didn’t seem to mind the fact that he was naked… I subconsciously knew why the dream was located within these change rooms. I myself was wearing school summer dress.

As I came in, 18-Volt had his arms out, inviting me to come to him for a hug. This time, he only gave me a quick hug as he figured I wouldn’t be comfortable touching his naked body for too long. He then asked me, “Can you help me look for my singlet?”. So I went back outside his change room and now saw a rack full of clothes in front of it. I thought to myself that as well as getting his singlet, I was also going to get his jacket and pants. I sifted through all the singlets on the rack but didn’t come across any that I thought looked like his.

I went back in to tell 18-Volt I couldn’t find it and so he came out to look for it himself. As he was doing that, I snuck away to get 18-Volt’s jacket and pants (he wasn’t suspecting anything other than his singlet). There was now a sub-scene playing where 18-Volt was standing in the kitchen of the house (the dream showed him from behind) and was in his jacket and pants, meanwhile my voice going, “I can’t wait! He’s going to look so good”.

We were now back in the change room and he was in his singlet and denim shorts. He was carrying a pile of clothes in his hands when I came up to him and placed my hands onto each of his sides, leaning my body into him. I was aware that he was only in his singlet but I was so happy that he was doing all this dress up stuff just for me. Also, I felt like the hug at the start was almost nothing, so I felt like I needed another hug. It took a while but he ended up putting everything down and hugging me back; it was still a short hug but it was longer than the other one as well as being tight and snug, I felt better after he released me.

Then dream then showed 18-Volt just outside the change room complex in his jacket and pants, sitting on a bench to put his socks and shoes on. After that, his outfit was complete. The dream was now playing in third person mode, showing 18-Volt from behind, walking after me who was seen in the distance (once again in my school summer dress), now leading him outside the house and back to the car.

The mum, the girl and the boy were still in the car when I came up to them and apologised that they now had to get out of the car. They happily complied and so therefore, walked away and left the dream scene. 18-Volt then got in the car to inspect it, lifting down all the seats and dismantling every possible thing in there. Once he got back out, I showed him the back of the car, the license plate, and so then he confirmed and declared that the car was unfit to drive.

It was now a new dream scene which took place in my garage with the lights on. My mum’s car was parked in there and I was explaining to her about what was wrong with her car; my deceased grandfather was also there. I showed them the plate and now it wasn’t even the correct format of three letters and three numbers. Rather, it was something like 952 960. I had explained to them the seriousness of the issue that the number plate was not correct. Then the dream changed scenes again.

I was in the backyard of my old house with my brother, mum and my friend Jess. Some parts of the backyard were weirdly flooded like a swimming pool but we had fun playing these water related games on some sort of paddle boards. Later on, I made mention to Jess that my brother was going to off to some sort of university gathering and so for us to decide where we might like to go for lunch. Just like in real life, it was hard to decide.

The dream then showed me watching from the distance as my brother approach the building for his university gathering. None of the people in that scene were his friends from university in real life. Rather, there were all these girls and just by the expressions I could see on their faces, they weren’t very nice; they were bullying him and were bound to exclude him. I whispered, making a comment to myself that she was just as bad as someone I knew from high school.

For the last scene, I was in some sort of all and filming of the Bachelorette was talking place in there. I forgot what the first interruption was but I do remember that the host, Osher, wasn’t happy about it. Then after that group left, the Channel 10 The Project Team came in. Osher was bent down and he looked up and went, “not another interruption to my class!”. There was then this song playing, it was Baby by Justin Beiber but then The Project team decided to change the words and sung it as “Booby, booby booby, oh...” and I was cringing at the sidelines. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream 473: Results (Competition #8)

473 A
Competition Night: 30
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

473 B
Competition Night: 30
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 3.5

Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full-Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Help Someone In Need: 12FM students (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 159.0
Total Accumulated Points: 162.5



CCC 799 is my mum's old number plate. The dream used her current one but due to this being a publically visible DJ, I changed this aspect because otherwise I'd be giving personal information away.

Date of Dream: FRI 2 NOV - 2018




Dream No. 471 - Separated Sections

Dream 471 A - Apocalyptic Talk
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, the consistent theme about all scenes is that my mum was scaring me and brother with all this talk about the end of the world. For one of the scenes, me and my mum were in Target and she was constantly flapping her jaws about how she knew the end was coming and all the supposed evidence that she had. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 471 B - Please Put Your Jacket On
The dream started with my parents and I situated on the freeway in some strange setting that I can’t describe. The time of day was in the evening, being very close to nightfall. I also noticed that the weather wasn’t very good as it was very windy. Apparently, we were going to our holiday but then dream made it look like we were driving back from the destination.

We ended up in Dandenong in the outside car park in front of this charcoal chicken shop. It was me, my mum and my grandma that went inside, ordering the food that we wanted to eat before we would go away on our family holiday. The dream made it so that all of sudden, we already ordered the chips but we still had to order the chicken. As my mum and grandma were ordering the chicken at the counter, I couldn’t stop eating all the chips out of all the boxes and soon realised that I would be too full to eat actual dinner because I had filled up on nothing but chips.

It was now night time and I was wandering off by myself in what seemed to be an unknown shopping complex in the centre of Dandenong. Strangely, I saw one of my mum’s friends there but she was ignoring me. This place had no real orderly sequence to it at the moment as I ended up in some really dark, almost pitch black area, a deserted area with no shops. Apparently, my mind was telling me that this was level 3 and the only way to get down to the level 2 shops was to take the elevator. I was terrified at the thought but knew I had no other option.

So then I started slowly wandering about and calling for 18-Volt. I noticed my tone was also very calm rather than stressed. I stuck my head around a corner as I very clearly and concisely called “18-Volt!”. It seemed that 18-Volt had successfully suddenly appeared out of nowhere, in his Game and Wario – Gamer cover art style but there was a massive problem… He was naked!! Thank goodness the dream didn’t show him below his waist.

I didn’t know what to think. I stood there, paralysed in a state of sheer discomfort and awkwardness. I could tell just by 18-Volt’s facial expression (he didn’t talk at all in this dream) that he was confused as to why I wasn’t excited by his presence and wasn’t racing to pounce on him. He must have realised as he slowly came right up to me, bent right down, and picked me up, securely pressing me to his body as he now carried me. I put my arms around his neck so I would stay secure but my arms wouldn’t stay there. As his back was extremely oily, my hands would keep detaching from their locked position and keep sliding off.

I couldn’t bare to see him naked anymore and so I closed my eyes, my hands had slipped off but he was holding me very tightly, tighter than usual, so I didn’t need to do anything with my hands anymore; rather, I tucked them down in between my body and his. The dream then played in third person mode. Rather than 18-Volt going into the elevator, he headed for the new, now obvious stairs. Rather than walking down the stairs though, he flew to the furthest end of the hole and dropped down really fast, trying to simulate the motion of an elevator going down. Of course, my eyes were closed and so I didn’t notice his change of plan.

The dream now showed us on the bottom floor, which looked completely different to when I entered the place myself. It was now a carpet area and there was light coming through the windows, so it was now in the middle of the day. I was shown standing in front of 18-Volt as I spoke to him. I asked him “Can we have another go?” and he nodded his head but then I added, “Before we do though, can you please put your jacket on?”. Just as 18-Volt was getting ready to walk away and get dressed, I woke up.



Dream 471: Results (Competition #8)

471 A
Competition Night: 28
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

471 B
Competition Night: 28
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 13.5

Calculation Details:
- Non Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full-Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Buy Something: Chicken and Chips (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- New Personal Goal Achieved: Have 18-Volt assist you for a second attempt in taking the elevator (3.0)
- 7-Day Recall Chain (7.0)

+ Previous Total: 143.5
Total Accumulated Points: 157.0



Although he didn't actually take me into the elevator, I count this as a successful attempt as he directly addressed an issue and simulated it via his own movement.

Date of Dream: MON 29 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 467 - Separated Sections

Dream 467 A - There's A Volt In My Bed
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, the dream took place in my bedroom, during the day. I so happened to be under the covers with 18-Volt who was in his WarioWare Gold appearance, sporting an additional 3D enhancement to his figure. The dream was playing in third person mode but the camera was zoomed in very closely on me. I could be seen leaning my head forwards into 18-Volt’s stomach area (yes, he had a tummy in this dream whereas you can’t really see it in games), having my hands on each side close by. I could be seen wearing my school summer dress. 18-Volt had his lower arm scooped under me but was resting his upper arm on his side. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 467 B - Just Keep Driving
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my primary school but the environment didn’t really look like a school at all; rather, it looked like the inside of a store. I can’t recall this scene very clearly. It had something to do with my grade five teacher and there were heaps of stationary items on shelves. I had a certain budget that I could buy my own stationary for. One packet of pencils was too expensive and so I exchanged it for the smaller, not as good quality packet.

For the second scene, I was driving my mum’s car within the area of Glen Waverley near the train station. At first, the roads felt like normal, as they would in real life but as the dream progressed, I started to get an odd feeling about the roads. I noticed the road becoming rough and dirty ahead, coming to an abrupt end, so as I was driving, I attempted to call out for 18-Volt. As I was going this though, I felt the familiar, light, lifting sensation that would occur whenever the dream tries to initiate a fade-out on me.

As I noticed this, I said to myself in an annoyed tone, “Okay fine, I’ll just keep driving towards the disaster zone and hope 18-Volt notices himself that something’s up”. It seemed to have worked though as the dream decided to continue rather than fading out. So indeed, I did drive onto the extremely rough and hilly dirt road that I was afraid was going to send the car flying. Indeed the terrain was getting rougher and rougher but near the end of it, 18-Volt appeared as a hologram in his Smooth Moves appearance, how he’s animated on “The Multiplayer Test” title screen. His energy alone was enough to bring the car to a halt, I didn’t touch anything myself.

The scene then changed and I found myself to be in this house that looked to be old fashioned to me. I went over into the kitchen and I noticed 18-Volt there but he didn’t appear as any of his in-game appearances. Rather, he looked to be in his 50s and was not wearing any clothes common to his usual appearance. He seemed to be wearing an ash coloured woollen coat over a pair of jeans and black boots and he had a short haircut. He wasn’t wearing completely clear-lensed reading glasses but then he wasn’t wearing his usual 3D glasses either; the glasses are hard to describe.

So I went up behind him and noticed him stirring a large pot on the stove. I looked to see what was inside the pot and my mind made out that he was cooking some sort of stew, although it looked more like all these pasta coated dumplings to me. He then took the pot over to the square shaped table nearby and placed it there. The dream then showed that he and my grandma were sitting at one side of the table.

18-Volt was gesturing that he wanted to me to sit next to him but I calculated that there wasn’t enough room to fit my chair in. I moved my chair over to the front side of the table where no one else was and so I had enough room to fit in. Then 18-Volt decided he’d move over to the other empty side, so now I was in-between him and my grandma who were facing each other on each of the side ends. As were just about to start eating, the dream ended.



Dream 467: Results (Competition #8)

467 A
Competition Night: 24
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

467 B
Competition Night: 24
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 7.0

Calculation Details:
- Non Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: 18-Volt (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Buy Something (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)

+ Previous Total: 127.5
Total Accumulated Points: 134.5

Non-dream stuff - Woke up at 8:20 or so with my alarm, waking up from a non-lucid, sweating. Slept some more and woke up again around 2 hours later with one or two non-lucids.

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Dream 1:
I was living in a house with my partner (H); I remember it had a ground floor and a first floor. It was day time, and sunny. One of our neighbours was a couple, a man and a woman, who had two kids, two boys I think.

One of those boys started to "accuse" me of looking at him, when I hadn't been; this went on for a while in the dream and the parents themselves didn't seem that interested... Later on, this boy, the younger of the two I think, started messing around and eventually he tried to get into our house for some reason or something. I decided we should catch him and make him calm down and explain his problems.

I waited for him to be on top of our wall or fence or something and then when he couldn't see me I'd grabbed him by the legs and took him in and told him to calm down, as he was obviously upset now. I asked him why he was being left here when his parents were gone and he wasn't sure; and he said that sometimes when his parents were at home he wasn't allowed in and he could hear "pumping" noises? I understood the implied meaning of this in the dream to be his parents having sex.

I remember as soon as he calmed down and started to explain his problems I was a lot less tense too, as I hadn't wanted him to get away without an explanation for his previous behaviour at the very least.

Seems I can't remember any more detail for this dream.

Dream 2:
In a square-ish L shape room. The negative shape of the L (so, a smaller square area) was a vertical section of some sort. This looked it was all part of some sort of facility. There was a glass sliding door that would lead into a corridor. Next to the door were many armed guards, standing in a formation, they looked like stormtroopers but some with no helmets on.

By the glass around the inner part of the L, facing into the vertical section, was a woman. I can't remember what she looked like exactly but I remember something about her breasts being inflated, but then not. She was the DNA source for those clone troopers or something? But I was too or something.

I remember suggesting an idea to her that perhaps we could change her DNA a bit further, as it was ironic that the troopers were infertile and they couldn't procreate with her. Then I remember saying or thinking something about the fact that she could give birth to our genetically modified humans as a surrogate, rather than them being grown in wherever they were grown.

There was a lot more detail to this dream, but I've forgotten it.

Dream 3:
The last dream, like the rest was quite long but I only remember the last portion... I remember being in a shop, then outside at a pier... I was in Australia or something? I needed to take a boat to Europe or the Middle-East. I remember seeing a world map, but oddly Africa seemed to be missing.

The boat and some other things looked a bit cartoony somehow. The captain was the owner and they were struggling financially or something so I bought the boat really cheap off him and then I had to get some things ready and then someone else was captain of the boat and I bought it off them again as for some reason it was sinking and buying it stopped it...

Eventually I got on and there was some sort of transition. I remember seeing the map again.

The next place, in someone's house. It was like a holiday house that was let to people. I looked around for others but couldn't find anyone. It was day and I could see sunlight come through windows, but the windows themselves looked too bright (nothing but white past them).

I found some food and drinks, all prepared, for guests like myself, but I didn't take any. I looked around more for someone else and eventually entered this darker, tiny, kitchen. There was a door to the outside and it didn't look so sunny but it was still day. The door was open and there was a woman standing there with a slightly grumpy look on her face. In the kitchen was a man, about my age. He started talking to me and commenting about the house or something, and then all of a sudden he said "oh you've got a bit of a zapper there" or something like that, referring to the fact that he could see my junk poking in my pants, which incidentally were my sweatpants.

I apologised and said that this just sometimes happened and I couldn't control it (and in fact I expected him to understand since he was a man), but I got the feeling he brought it up more to antagonise his wife or girlfriend standing outside. I took a pair of my compression gloves out of my left pocket and said to him "look, maybe these were also contributing", as my gloves felt quite bulgy inside the pocket previously. Oddly, I can't remember what happened to the gloves, and it's the first time they've appeared in a dream since I've had them.

Then some transition.

I was outdoors with this guy. In some city in the US. There was nobody else here initially. I had an interface overlay in my vision, reminded me of the game Boundless and the flooring looked like a specific block-type from the game and I was inspecting it. The floor looked like limestone cobbles. Then he went in a direction and I followed him; he was saying something to me when we got to the top of a slope/stairs bit though I don't remember what. I saw a church and then to its left there was a castle. There were more people here. I remember a couple of cars and a bald man with sunglasses on, inspecting someone's papers.

The castle bit looked newer, and I asked about it and the guy said they had no old pictures or plans of it so it was rebuilt from imagination or whatever. There was an older castle/church part that had a big glass pane, and inside was a British flag like the one found on planes (the circle with 3 colours). I thought of asking the guy about it but then ended up not and just thought it was interesting.

Rest of details lost.

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Some notes:

• The dream with the boy reminds me now a bit of a type of novel that I hear sometimes where someone express their troubles by causing troubles, sometimes at someone else's dear expense.
• In waking life one neighbour on the other side of the street does sometimes leave their two boys outside, when they're going out, which I don't think is good, and I think this first dream was related to this.
• I was happy that the boy confessed his troubles as in the dream I then felt like I could do something about it. I think I remember getting on the phone with the police actually, I think when I first grabbed the boy, because I was concerned that his parents were neglecting him.
• In the second dream there was some residual context from STRAFE, mostly with the layout and stuff like that.
• The woman wasn't anyone I know in particular nor did she look like anyone I've seen really, but I think she had a ponytail.
• In the third dream, the guy's presence felt a bit odd all the way throughout. It felt like there was a sinister subtext, although he did seem friendly enough...
• I might do a bonus image for the second dream, for the layout.

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Scoring:
+ Previous score: 65.5

+ This DJ entry score (breakdown below): 8.0
++ Recall a non-lucid dream * 3: 3.0
++ Help someone in need: 1.0 (the boy; although my tactic was a bit too aggressive, it seemed to get him talking which I think was very important)
++ Buy something * 2: 2.0 (the boat, twice...)
++ Invent something that's never been heard of before: 2.0 (the DNA altered surrogacy procedure thing)

= Total score thus far: 73.5

I became lucid, can't really remember what had been happening. I was in a room laying on a bed, and it was morning. There were people in the room but I didn't want them knowing I was awake. Eventually they left, so I peaked out from under the blanket I was hiding under.
My father was in the dream (but a young version). I didn't want him there spoiling my dream, as I don't get on with him (he's a control freak) so I shoved him out of a top window. Unfortunately, only landed on the window sill, so I opened a bottom part I created and booted him off. He fell a satisfying distance down a cliff onto some rocks and that was last of him for that dream.
I then moved back to the bed and manifested some people there and had cuddles, it gave me a very warm satisfying feeling

I was having a dream where I led some kids into class but I went wrong way through a staff room and then wrong way up some windy stairs (highly plausible). Then I realised all was a bit weird so I shoved my hand against a wall, fingers out straight to see if I was dreaming and sure enough my fingers went into the wall. I went down the corridor.
I was in a room, might have been my grandma's, old fashioned white table cloth, big bay windows with light shining in. I was lucid so I decided to make some flowers for the table. A great big bunch of random, colourful flowers. However after a second or so they faded to brown/dead. So I made some more, each time same thing happened.
Then had some nice cuddle time with some people who came in.

Date of Dream: THU 25 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 463 - Separated Sections

Dream 463 A - WarioWare Smooth Moves
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, this dream was actually playing in Diamond City. The time period of this dream was apparently during WarioWare Smooth Moves. The first segment was 9-Volt’s stage but 18-Volt was in it. In-fact, 9-Volt’s stage was in a completely different format to the real game. I can’t remember every single detail of it but instead, 5-Volt was a part of this stage and she was being menacingly evil towards 9-Volt… At least that’s how she looked. She was leaning out from the sidelines, she kept her colour but she had those piercing yellow light eyes like in Sneaky Gamer and kept glaring out at 9-Volt. I believe this scenario was also based on the Game and Wario – Gamer cover art.

The next part of the dream showed Dribble and Spitz but I forgot what they were doing exactly. They looked like they did in WarioWare Gold and they were doing something with a taxi, cleaning it I think. Then I came into the dream and I went exploring to the outskirts of the city. I discovered Mona in a cave but it wasn’t a youthful Mona. Rather, she actually looked like some old woman, although she kept her red hair and trendy clothes… The only thing different was her wrinkly skin. She also spoke way differently than I expected her to, she literally had the voice of a Texan granny. She spoke to me but I forgot what she said. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 463 B - The Glen Is My Shop
I can’t remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, I was at The Glen Shopping Centre with my brother and he was going to be meeting up with his friend from university, RK, as well as RK’s brother, BK. Apparently it was Wednesday in the week. My brother spoke to me but he didn’t seem to happy to have me around, based on his expressions and gestures. I forgot how this came up but I also mentioned how I would be coming back to The Glen on Thursday to get an entire stash of Darrel Lea treats and then on Friday to get Schnitz.

The next scene took place in my bathroom and it’s here that I noticed I was wearing my school summer dress in this dream. I got into the bathtub but strangely, I still had my dress on. I ended up randomly playing around with these objects that may have been bath bombs. I actually got some on my dress and so was now frustrated that my dress was stained. I just kept continuing to fiddle around with all these dyes which more and more mess until the bathroom was completely saturated with coloured goop. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 463 C - Why Not Another Practise
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at home on the back balcony with my dad. He was mentioning something about how he was talking to 18-Volt via texting and how I was going to go and do something with him. I don’t know how to exactly explain it; later on in the dream, it reveals the true intention of what I was going to be doing.

In the next scene, it showed me driving on a distorted version of the Monash Freeway in the Berwick/Pakenham/Officer direction, the only thing is, I didn’t seem to be going for any exits anytime soon. In-fact, I didn’t know where I was meant to be going at all and I seemed to be driving down the freeway endlessly. Eventually, I thought to myself that I was going to be lost and so it was best to turn back and go home.

Back home, I was on the back balcony again but this time my dad wasn’t there. His phone was lying on the small square table and so I decided to have a sneak peek and see what exactly was going on. I saw a few profile pictures in his conversations and one of them was in-fact 18-Volt as he would appear in the Game and Wario – Gamer cover art. Once I read the conversation, I found out that I was apparently supposed to go for some work experience, supervised by 18-Volt and if he liked me enough, he would hire me. As soon as I finished reading the thread, I thought to myself, “Absolute rubbish” for the fact that this was arranged by my dad. I believed that if 18-Volt was a genuine friend/dream guide, he’d like me for who I am, regardless of my strengths and weaknesses.

The dream then moved to a completely new scene. In this scene I found myself to wearing full summer uniform, including the blazer on top this time. I was at a place that I claimed as my fortress (usually professional looking buildings where I live without my parents). Apparently there was a massive group coming over for a visit. This group consisted of people from my primary school and high school as well as a few extras, the group being led by familiar teachers. I got really excited when I heard that 18-Volt was a part of the group as well. Apparently the group were to enter on Level 2, meaning that I was waiting for them at the top of the main stairs that went up from the main city riverside walk.

I watched as everyone was filing up, excitingly anticipating 18-Volt’s arrival especially, but then my hopes were starting to break a little. I though to myself, “Where’s 18-Volt? I can’t see him at all”. I then spoke to a random member of the group, offering them some help but I forgot what I said specifically. SB immediately interrupted with some defamatory comment and started to bully me really badly. Me being the owner of the place and the leader, I stood up for myself and claimed that I was trying to help the person and that they asked for it.

When that issue was resolved, I went back to watching the rest of the group walk in onto the rooftop entrance. Eventually, 18-Volt did show up and in-fact he was the very last person to come up the stairs. His appearance was a wide blend of all his possible forms. His skin, hair, clothing, and everything about him had a realistic human texture. His skin and hair tone, as well as his voice was based on WarioWare gold… His hair was brown and his skin was a lighter brown. His face shape and position of features was based on WarioWare Touched. His clothes (plain singlet and denim shorts) and accessories were based of the Game and Wario – Gamer cover. The dream finally made 18-Volt look like himself, with the addition of really muscly arms. He was also in a constant grin (this was his natural facial position for this dream) which made him look very sweet and youthful.

As much as we wanted to go in for a hug, we resisted the temptation and managed not to as he was a part of the school group and I had to try and maintain my professionalism in-front of everyone else. After informally talking to 18-Volt for a while, I yelled out to everyone (to reach the front of the group) that although they entered on Level 2, we would heading over to Level 3 as that’s where the auditorium was. I was walking at the back, still talking to 18-Volt when Mrs W came up behind us and said to me, “might be good to have some practise with the lift again”, and I thought to myself, “that’s not a bad idea”. This is where 18-Volt was no longer a school boy, but now a dream guide.

Mrs W walked with us for a bit and I thought to myself, “we could use the lifts at the library”. As everyone went up the set of stairs outside the library, I yelled out “I’ll be there in a sec! Just go and I’ll meet you up on level 3!”. I then also told Mrs W to go up with everyone else and so she agreed and left me and 18-Volt to tackle the elevator ordeal on our own. Just the presence of 18-Volt on his own made me feel very calm, especially as he was smiling at me all the time as well as making other endearing gestures.

There were multitudes of elevators to choose from in this area, all looking the same. He got to it and proceeded to pick me up, having his arms out, signalling for me to come closer to him. I got as close as I could and then after aiming carefully, jumped up and latched onto him, shooting my legs around his waist. He then put his arms around me, having one hand on my upper back and the other on my lower back.

Once I got comfortable on 18-Volt, I noticed something absolutely bizarre… All the elevators had suddenly disappeared! I gasped and couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Hesitantly, I said something like “I can’t believe this, all the lifts… They’re gone…?”. 18-Volt turned his head to have a look and he was also dumbfounded by the sight, more than I was, you could literally see the look of sheer disbelief on his face, he was gobsmacked. “We have to find another lift” I said as he then put me down, following me out of the building.

We were now back outside, trying to locate another suitable elevator. As I was walking, I couldn’t see 18-Volt next to me but rather I believed that he was trailing close behind, following me wherever I went. I was talking to him the whole way, stating my frustration that I couldn’t see many higher buildings anywhere, it seemed we were already on the rooftop and that level 3 was only a very small area. Eventually though, I saw a five or six story building placed at the back of the fortress campus and thought that this would be the next ideal place.

After slowly looking around and checking the validity of the building, I agreed that this was the one. On entering into the foyer, I was wondering where the elevators were. 18-Volt had looked around a corner and signalled for me to come, a look on his face that said success. They were in the same area as the stairwell, two black elevator doors that had some weird square panel-like latch in the middle of them. Once again, I started to get myself ready to be cuddled and carried by 18-Volt.

I realised that there were objects in my internal blazer pockets and so I had to take them out so they wouldn’t be stabbing me and causing discomfort when I was on 18-Volt. Despite the size of a typical jacket pocket, I pulled out what claimed to be my walking stick, a really long brown varnished wooden cane. I ended up just throwing it off to the side somewhere, hearing it clunk against the nearby painted brick wall as it fell.

The next thing I pulled out were my sunglasses which had white frames and blue tinted lenses. As I was trying to fit them on my face, 18-Volt gave me a strange look and then started fussing. He goes loudly whispering (almost speaking but not quite) to me, “No no no no no, don’t wear your sunnies in the lift” as he then gently put a hand on my shoulder, thinking that it wasn’t constructive to facing my fears as I was trying to darken my vision, attempting to block out my surroundings. I giggled and told him that’s not what I was trying to do. I then explained “What I’m doing is placing them on and then sitting them up on top of my head”. You could then see the relief on 18-Volt’s face as he finally understood what was going on.

So now I could finally proceed to get my sunnies on, which was very hard to do. One side would go on and then one side would stab my cheek, it seemed like these sunglasses were too small. After a lot of fidgeting and manipulating, they seemed to go on in which I then flicked them up and combed my hair back with them. Now I was ready and so I got closer to 18-Volt but just as I was getting ready to jump onto him and secure myself, the dream faded out and I woke up to the waking life clock saying 10:35 AM.



Dream 463: Results (Competition #8)

463 A
Competition Night: 20
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: 9-Volt
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

463 B
Competition Night: 20
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

463 C
Competition Night: 20
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 4.5

Calculation Details:
- Non Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Old Personal Goal Achieved NL: Go to Diamond City (2.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full-Non Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: 18-Volt (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 114.0
Total Accumulated Points: 118.5



Dream 463 C was rather an unexpected but pleasant surprise. After the events of Dream 460, I actually wrote to 18-Volt in my physical real life book, telling him that as a dreamer, I was starting to become scared of him. You may have noticed in past dreams that me may have presented himself in old age or was really strict towards me (or even both in some dreams)... Like he wasn't even 18-Volt and was rather someone completely different. In Dream 463 C, he seemed to address a lot of what I wrote. I asked for a more accurate appearance and one the biggest things I was constantly nagging him to do was to smile (because we all know that 18-Volt normally grins). The sum of the letter to him was to express himself as 18-Volt would express himself, basically. The elevator attempt was just an extra surprise, I was not expecting that to happen.

Frag - stadium
Frag - HS friends (seth)
L chain - TAZ:BoB I'm fred/freddie (wrote this down in imaginary DJ along w pictures of windows)
over the course of 5-8 lds in a chain, i meet group of people in a smallow yellowish office with windows and curtains overlooking an orange/yellow sky, we talked about something serious (a conspiracy, a plot for revolution, a threat facing the world?), then woke. the next time i got lucid i was back but they were all about 50 years older, we talked about similar things and they told me i could join their org, wake. next lucid they're touring me around the facilities, in another i was in a large hallway talking to someone. i think i had a few groundhog day loops of some scenes, but i remember getting lucid every loop. a lot happened but in the end half of the org turned against me and half of them were woth me and we fought in a huge bluish grey sanctuary and eventually i extracted the relic (crystal circle/bracelet in a large wooden box with holes - can't look at it! will go into more detail on this dream later.
Frag - sex - part of LC?
L - walking in darkish (dim red sky) city, reach junk pile and start to fly, flying feels very fake , like I'm laying my body outstretched and the scene is just moving past me, so i flip over on my back flying and admire the beautiful view above me - the wooden slats coming apart and the junk in this under-bridge area and some train tracks - this gave me a literal and figurative perspective change - LDing is not always about doing things perfectly or achieving goals, but usually the best dreams, lucid or not, are when something amazing or simple but different is happening and you're a part of it, and it inspires childlike wonder in you
NL - i drew a pretty good (not amazing but probably better than i can do iwl - for some reason I'm a great artist in dreams) picture of a wizard/sorceress girl and was adjusting the mouth and coloring (f was there possibly?)
Frag - sneaking suspicion i had a dream about 9 backyard and enjoying the sunlight
NL - FA in wl 8 room, looking at videos on phone, get up several times in a groundhog day-like loop, look at myself in mirror (my torso looked ripped, but somewhat sagging?), i go downstairs (it's now 9) and consider going out the front door to talk to a dc (was semilucid but not fully there) but decide instead to sunbathe in the backyard, when i reach the kitchen i call out "who's there?" and my dad comes through a door that doesn't exist in his signature windbreaker and we talk for a second, wake up

Had a vivid, long dream about a list of words, one of them being vacuum. This transitioned into a dark city scene with a high train raised above everything else.

Had a vivid dream right before waking about being at a beach with F. We were looking at a sandstone or just time-worn statue of Cleopatra which was very beautiful. There was a youngish Asian couple (early-mid 30's) who were standing next to the statue, petting a fish. There was a gigantic fish which the man was petting near the statue, and it swam away. F gave me two rings to hold and went to get a drink from a stand.