non-lucid

Frag - 3 people, huge white rectangular cube in corner of open room

Frag - A boss of mine is rumored to be "super buff", and just doesn't look that way because of how he points his webcam

Dream - bringing F and other person (older?) to the beach. I have to go around on the parking lot once but I pull through to a good spot and vocalize this. We all get out and walk to a beach area. The waves are coming up surprisingly high. There are a few people in the water, one buff dude with grey skin. We get separated briefly

Dream - T (very immature former classmate) is teaching a human sexuality class (this is near the beach hill from last dream). There are diagrams on the board, of how names change in relationships. Parents become Mom and Dad even to each other, and also baby to each other. There were some other very serious points she was making but I was paying attention to the letters because there was some kond of code in the way words were capitalized

2x1 +2x.5 = 3 =>168

Morning of December 19, 2018. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,993-02. Reading time (optimized): 3 min. Readability score: 61.



My imaginary dream self, in subliminal mode, minus waking life identity without a viable link to my unconscious mind, is placed on the second floor of a new version of the King Street mansion in La Crosse, the city where I have not been since February 1994. The fictitious situation implies that I am living in the northeast room, the room with the turret windows.

I find an Australian 50-dollar bill in my wallet. Seeing it does not activate realization of my conscious self identity or my real-life status of living in Australia. Instead, I cheerfully think of giving it to my landlady (without realizing that it is not American money) as a partial payment for overdue rent. There is a thought that I already have enough food, so can pay her. These thoughts are ambiguous, and they almost activate my conscious self identity but are not viable.

(This fictitious situation is a result of the typical subliminal offset of vestibular system correlation, one of my “crucial three” dream state processes occurring every sleep cycle, to reinduce my conscious self identity and physicality. A wallet is an emerging consciousness thread that links the fictitious dream self to waking life identity.)

Not of a liminal mode, I still subliminally create a vestibular system precursor to enhance my dream’s vividness. I begin to descend the stairs. The landing (midway between first floor and second floor) is missing. I see Von Helton (this dream’s vestibular system simulacrum), the Internet conspiracy theorist, in the area where the bottom stairs would have otherwise been to join the landing in the opposite direction from the top flight.

“Hello, Von!” I call out cheerfully. “How’ve you been?”

“Not good,” he replies, with no emotion, as I descend the stairs. I smoothly jump off the last step of the top stairs, to where the landing would have otherwise been, safely falling to the first floor, and I enter a higher level of dream state awareness, as I had subliminally anticipated.

“Have you seen Richard?” I ask him. (Richard was a recovering alcoholic who lived on King Street years ago. I last saw Richard long before I ever heard of Von Helton.) Von does not reply.

A preconscious simulacrum activates in a doorway at this point as an unknown dark-haired woman of about thirty. (The emerging consciousness threads are still subliminal at this point, despite the manifestation of the preconscious in a doorway.)

“Have you seen Mrs. W____?” I ask her, referring to my landlady. Even though the title and surname are correct, I feel very puzzled, as if I said something incorrect, but the woman leads me into the living room.

I walk into the empty setting as the preconscious simulacrum vivifies my dream with the doorway factor. I get the feeling that it is late morning. On my right is a doorway into a big empty room (that was not there in reality) as I walk through the living room. It seems the landlady is moving from the mansion and this may be her last day here. She is standing cheerfully on the other side of the living room. I hand her the 50-dollar bill, expecting she will write a receipt, though her desk is not present.

She is happy to see me. “That is a big room,” I say about the one I passed.

“Oh, but it fills up quickly,” she comments.

I am concerned about my living arrangements as well as what will become of my stored belongings in another part of the house, but it seems that I will still be living here, as her nephew (unknown character) will supposedly be running things and taking rent payments from whatever new tenants arrive. I get the impression, from imaginary photographs in my thoughts, that he was a German who fought in World War II even though I also perceive him as about 20 years old. He will be strict and expecting reasonable tenants, and my landlady says he will prefer rent in advance, but I get the impression she will have it paid for me for the entire upcoming year. It seems very kind and generous of her.

The simulacrum radiates more dynamics of the interconsciousness (telepathic) to the point where I become aware of Zsuzsanna’s love for me though not in a direct sense of identity. Her face is very close to mine, radiating universality and bliss as a precursor to waking coalescence. I still do not viably realize who I am until I wake.

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I find out there is an exhibition about the tibetan people and they have a campaign to promote the adoption of Tibetan orphan children. I read about it and tell Riverstone we should adopt a child. He isn't so convinced and tries to change my mind. I insist we should go and we go.
They have a tent with a few booths where one can see slides with pics and the story of each child. Bit I already know which girl I want to adopt, I have her image in my mind since I read about the campaign. She just popped up. The problem is I don't know her name and have to check all the kids to find her.

I go check a street market and just take some bucks with me. I eat something at a stall and think about the movie "a star is born", because a lady by my side looks like lady gaga.

Meet some friend and we accidentally meet some Hollywood actress, I think maybe Leslie Mann, and she invites us to her house. I pick a bag of clothes from home, as we stay a few days there.

Later I am walking around a studio, there is an open space office and many parallel rooms with mirrored windows for meetings, etc. I go to the toilet to change clothes. My top is very hard to zip on the back so I get outside the bathroom to have some room to move and end up in front of one of those mirrored offices fighting with my top and accidentally showing my boobs to whomever is inside and it's full of dudes. I can hear them commenting and enjoying it. I run away embarrassed and leave my bag there on the ground. I meet my friend again and beg her to go there and get it for me. She forces me to tell what happened in front of another office full of people. I feel so down that I need to be alone and I want to binge eat. There's only a McDonald's in the building. I hate it, but they have some new biscuit cake and are offering test samples, or so I think. I decide to take a bite. An employee comes to tell me it was just being shown but wasn't a sample to eat. They say it comes with a sundae and I have to buy one now.

Dream: In restaurant, maybe FL or Outback. I've asked them to let me use their kitchen to prepare a meal for F, they agreed. I'm cooking a Ruth's Chris-sized steak and while I'm busying myself with everything else (sides, table prep) it burns on the bottom. I flip it and quickly go to serve it. But it turns out they gave me a shitty table, and I know how F likes booths. So I try to move but all they can give me is a less shitty table. So I pick up the drinks and food and move them, I have to get the assistance of one of the waitresses to get it all, then F arrives and the waitress is sitting with us now. Suddenly a boy joins us to get with the waitress, and it's a very convoulted version of the dance episode from "My So-Called Life" which F was watching last night. The steak tastes amazing despite being "well and good" or some other variation of the phrase "well done" that one of the DCs said. It was really juicy, nicely but minimally seasoned, tasted like a solid Medium although it looked black on the bottom.

Dream: Dream revisits the same area as the last dream, I take F through to the other side of the building, it's a long hallway that reminds me for some reason of the first level map from SW: Dark Forces, while in reality it's just a long, wide white hallway with very tall ceilings and a cul-de-sac-ish area at the end.

Spoiler for potentially NSFW:

F and I are talking (sort of fighting?). I'm on top of her on the ground and we're making out and for some reason I slap her? I walk outside of the divider and see Ms. P, my babysitter from when I was a kid. It's this really awkward juxtoposition (I think I may have been naked?) and I'm trying to be nice to her while she's hugging me, and at the same time am feeling really guilty about F, and want to go apologize to her or something, but I'm still mad at her? It was just a huge jumble of emotions.

Fragment: F and I in an upstairs hallway like Laura Palmer's but reversed and open, hiding from someone?

Dream: FA where I wake up and feel neck-fuzzy and walk around the room clumsily.

Actual WBTB happens here.

Dream: I'm a superhero in a library area, my nemesis is Bullet, I have a female partner, at some point I hijack smokey van for a getaway (from a black patriarchal superhero gang/family of Bullet), I have invisibility powers, "NPCs" can't see me but will still avoid me -- thought that was an interesting caveat; an older woman superhero comes in and betrays my partner and is searching for me with the help of Bullet, I fly through paper separators, they won't kill me -- want me alive. Will edit to fill in details later. At some point I could read things consistently -- what did I read??

Dream: Lanes, bus, swerving. Bus is like 20 feet wide and 30 feet high and has to park outside of the overpass. Sunny day.

Lucid #81: Revisit table/desk area from Bullet dream. Spontaneously gain awareness but don't want to "cross the threshold" and become lucid. Linger for a second, playing with drawers, then say fuck it and ask "What is my path in life?" or something like that to my subconscious repeatedly. I don't get or feel a response, so I remember some old advice and look down and examine myself.

Spoiler for decidely NSFW:

I'm wearing a deep blue T-shirt, and for some reason, grey panties. I walk up to a mirror near the desk and check what's going on down there, and it's a pretty accurate depiction of the female anatomy. I'm kind of just checking it out when the realization hits that the dream is screwing with me and I'm about to wake up

Spoiler for decidely NSFW:

and then I do.

Tried Numi brand Guayusa tea last night (at bedtime, not WBTB, because I had no opportunity to steep tea for 8-10 minutes in the middle of the night). I half-expected it to keep me awake but in reality my thoughts were just so clear for the first time in a long time that I didn't want to go to sleep for around 30 minutes. Still had no problem relaxing with it overall, it just felt like a fog had been lifted from my brain. Highly recommend.

5x1+ 1x.5 + 10 (first lucid) + 5 (DILD) + 2 (WBTB) = +22.5 => 165

broken table
There was a sound, and all/most of my immediate family came into the kitchen and gathered around the kitchen table of my parent's home. I had my back to the windows, and was facing my dad, who had a blue t-shirt on and was assessing the damage. It looked like a tree had jst fell into the table, or maybe a chandelier or something, but essentially something big enough to do serious damage. My mom asked him "are we going to replace the table" (he, in real life, is serious about 'not a scratch' on this table and fining us for damages). He, still staring kinda focused/dazed at the damage, slightly shook his head no in response

creepy grandma
I was in the shower. The shower itself seemed like a small version of the basement bathroom: where the basement bathroom is a large rectangle, this bathroom was a moderate-sized square. I was showering,minding my business, when much like Bea, my Grandma d busted in.

I ddjn't mind this, it was my grandma. She was talking to me about something as I finished my shower and was drying off and stepping out. She was sitting on some bench-like thing. It was right next to the bathtub, it was parallel to the bathtub, and she was sitting such that she faced the mirror. (Funny enough, I don't remember actually looking in the mirror). She was also to the left of me. When I stepped out of the back part of the tub furthest from the showerhead onto a towel, the towel rack and the wall were to my right and my grandma d was to my left. There was also space on the bench for me to sit as well.

Before I stepped out, I remember thinking something like "being comfortable being naked around other people shows confidence" (I was probably having thoughts like this due to the Charisma on Command videos I was watching on youtube before I went to sleep) so I chose to not worry about being naked and act like it didn't phase me (not that I was significantly worried before, mind you).

At first it was normal, but when I sat down next to her to put clothes on, she started touching me. Kinda like a dude does when they don't want to ask for consent but want to push the boundaries: touching my thigh and piking at my clothes at we talked, things I acted like a didn't notice (as I usually do in real life: play dumb til you can get out the situation). I quickly put on clothes, acted like I didn't notice any creepy touching, and called it a day.

Right after this experience, i had two inter-related thoughts. 1) Imma write this in my journal (this is so cool, I'm trying to get into the habit of journaling, and it seems to be a habit if it's popping up in my dreams) and 2) I gotta tell Bea (which would help if I wrote it down)

Created Monday 17 December 2018

Quite a dream loop today, even despite being exhausted. Would've been more, too, but certain tasks kept me from recalling everything.

Scrap Group 1
Playing Dungeon Crawl - Stone Soup as a Deep Elf Conjurer, as usual. I leveled up far enough to get Lich Form.

Vaguely recall being in a classroom.

Dream 1 - Demon Elevator Expanse

Scene 1 - Typical Effects of Fatigue During WILDs
The visuals were dim and blurred. WILD transition in bed. I floated up, but had trouble controlling my movements due to strain and fatigue. I slowly fell to the floor, and tried phasing through, yet I couldn't.

Reloop in bed. I shrunk down to an inch. This caused some alterations to the environment. Among other things, the mattress now had black and white striped sheets.

Unwitting warp.

Scene 2 - Imps in the Expanse
Similar visuals as above. I was in the kitchen of an unknown home. From the start, I was being dragged around against my will by an unseen force. Said force pulls me up some stair, then hurls me into an exposed elevator shaft. Regaining movement, I find that the area opened up into an vast cavern expanse. Constructions were few and far between, and even of those, many were either quite incomplete, or weathered from decades of abandonment (such as the rickety platform I was standing on at the time).

Suddenly, devilish figures rose from the depths, dispersed in steady waves. Dark-scaled imps immediately accosted me. Pulling out a dagger from nowhere, I fought back, taking out each one by one. Eventually, the imps were assisted by man-sized, spiny, reptilian humanoids. Though wingless, these larger monsters were adept climbers, agile, and especially vicious. With my blade, I denied these creatures a foothold on the platform, and even climbed over and onto the ledge to force them to engage me individually. Incidentally, the intro stage for Shin Megami Tensei - Synchronicity Prologue sounded in the background. Really got me pumped.

Rewind. Things played mostly as above. Only now, I'd further access to the caverns via completed constructions. In fact, my viewpoint wavered between first-person, and a 2D third-person perspective of the scene, no doubt to match the platformer antics I'd get myself into. Anyway, the creatures coordinated their attacks better, much better than I could handle alone. So, I tried conjuring a genie to assist me. Instead, two other fantastic beings answered my call, a human-sized pixie, and a lithe, winged demon-woman, respectively. As one distracted the opposing fiends, the other would swoop in, and snatch away the weakest enemy away from view, no doubt to drop or otherwise dispose of them.

Some forgotten things. Unknown warp.

Scene 3 - Mean Old Giant Lady
Similar visuals as above. I was in the kitchen of an unknown apartment suite, the walls and other constructions of dark wood. I shrunk myself again, then flew around to look for inhabitants. Soon, a thin late-middle aged woman with light colored hair walked by. She noticed me, but she didn't seem happy. In fact, she began chucking things my way. Luckily, her aim was way off. I zipped off as quickly as possible.

Unknown warp.


Scene 4 - Giants Outside the Ball
The visuals were slightly clearer. I was in an apartment suite decorated with antiques. A sizable group of people, each dressed in fancy Victorian era garbs. were having a ball. Got bored, so I imagined the women would spontaneously become giant. From out the window, I noticed female passerby's had changed to such a size instead, each of their steps creating tremors. The other attendee's were horrified of the sight. The giantess', for their part, didn't seem at all concerned. I tried stepping out a balcony, yet couldn't. I also called out to the giant women, but they, for whatever reason, ignored me completely.

Lucidity lost. Forgotten scenes. Unknown warp.

Scene 5 - Hippie Guru in the School's Hallway
The visuals were blurred again. I was in a school's busy hallway, seated by a wall near a bathroom. I'd just gotten out of deep meditation. Found myself lacking both shoes and pants, those items placed beside me. I slip them on as inconspicuously as possible, then walk away. Soon afterwards, I spot this hippie guru type figure in a trance. He then talks to some kids nearby, giving advice of some kind. It sounded relevant at the time, but I can't recall anything.

Forgotten scenes. Unknown warp.

Scene 6 - Forest of Evil Maneaters
The visuals were dim and blurred. Lucid again. I was in a dark, wilted forest, the ground laden with piles of stone. Suddenly, I was assaulted by a pair of horrid ogres, bloated, saggy figures dressed in skin loincloths, one sickly green in color, and the other, bright pink. I hurried off, getting a good lead on those stumpy monsters. Unfortunately, I was soon scooped up by another of their ilk, much larger than the other two. Appearing as just an unkempt, blue skinned, scowling giant of a woman at first glance, a better view revealed that not only was her her otherwise long hair mottled with flagrant bald spots, but that her neck was disturbingly stretched far out of proportion. In an instant, I was swallowed alive. This scene repeated itself at several different third-person angles were shown for my displeasure, though of course, the other sensations weren't likewise discorporated. Yech...

A few other forgotten scenes. I woke up a few minutes later.

12-16

Nothing pre-WBTB
Dream: FA where red foxes come into the backyard, dog is scared, then more foxes come over hill covering fence.
Dream: FA where I'm rehearsing a lucid in bed - visualization skills were amazing because I was in a dream (I think).
Lucid #78: In 9 backyard, become lucid, run out towards birdhouse with dog, turn him into a fox from earlier dream, fly.
Lucid #79: In attic, become lucid, do weird finger-through-wood-through-finger RC, walk around, beginning of plot of #80 (grey hair black eyeliner pale woman is introduced as a revolutionary/collaborator?)
Lucid #80: In a modern-looking guggenheimish place, kept myself stable for a long time (maybe 5 mins total dream length?). Got lucid almost immediately but went with plot of lucid. I'm a woman in this one, running away and spying on behalf of the woman from before. I remember feeling my feet when I was running. I run through an atrium/lobby area while it's still empty and find a good place to duck behind (it's an attached area to the circular lobby and staircase that's recessed a few feet into the floor). When I climb/drop down into this small hiding place, I feel the gravity/physical sensations in vivid detail even though it's a movie-style acrobatic move. I duck pretty low (but not low enough) and watch as maybe a hundred people come down the staircase. I start looking at their faces and they're so detailed. They're all adults, most dressed in business clothes or their sunday best. Suddenly there are three or four older women and men wearing long powder blue robes and white hoods/masks, and they look right at me. I jump out of my hiding spot, across the staircase and to the lobby (where all of the people are now. I stand on a table and am soon followed by the pale white-haired black eyeliner girl, who starts monologing about why we're there. After a bit of this (I wish I remembered what she said) I wake up.
It was a long lucid chain so I had other lucids but don't remember enough to write them down or count them. Lucid fragment: transformed myself.
Fragment: Grandpa?
Dream: FA where I write down/tell all of my dreams

3x1 + 1x.5 +
10 (first lucid) + 5 (DILD) + 2 (WBTB) +
5 (RC) + 2x5 (other lucids)
= +35.5 => 138.5

12-17

Dream: Watching an RPG like Chrono Trigger or Oracle of Seasons (those eras) play out in front of me; it's taking place in a large castle with small raised platforms along the walls of an open section. At first there are people (sprites) there, but ss I approach each time they fade quickl. Possibly due to a curse? I think tomyself during the dream that the sprites sould be replaced with a "..."?
Fragment: Trying to find a shirt in the dryer for F's cousin, they're all too small though.
Fragment: Something about a carrot wrapped in plastic (Easter).
Dream: Overhead view of google maps/earth, I'm watching third-person my car drive down a road. I have to direct it with my touch/gestures from above, and it become a little unstable a few times. I am sort of an entity within the third-person camera doing the gestures, if that makes sense. Eventually I just start driving like crazy and crash into cars, hop over them, am kicking up dust. There's one section of the road that curves in two places, I have to zoom in to decide. Then I kick up dust all around and I'm pretty much just figure-8-ing the car around the desert. There's a humongous cardboard box which I run into.

2x1 + 2x.5 = +3 => 141.5

Created Thursday 13 December 2018

Got a WILD and various non-lucid things to note.

Scrap Group 1
At a beach during a windy, cloudy day. Spectator mode. Dragon Ball Z characters appeared, a battle involving Frieza and King Cold vs. Goku and Vegeta. Cold tricks Vegeta into letting his guard down, after which he blasted him head on. But, Vegeta easily resists the attack, then retaliates.

Dream 1 - Water Plant Park

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was driving to and from an airport at daytime. I'd charge of a teenage girl with blonde hair.

Later, we go to a hybrid water plant/water park, going straight to the biggest ride. To get to the top, we had to go up a shifty rope ladder. After a difficult climb, we're given safety instructions by a lifeguard, who happened to be René Balcer. We had to climb yet another set of ladders, this time made of steel. I slip up, and almost fell off the place. The lifeguard grabbed on, frustrated, as if she dealt with this plenty of times before, and both her and the girl helped hoist me back up.

After than, we all got on a random discussion on a fictional painting software which supported a likewise made up file extension, '.ZAD'. And then, I had a spontaneous revelation. Dizzy from Guilty Gear was actually real, and happened to unlock the potential of people that believed in her. As further proof, I claimed that the girl, who happened to be Bridgette from the game (despite that character being a dude in-series), was a recipient of such a blessing.

Seconds later, I spotted a giant, rustled yellow feather floating down a stream. The others didn't seem as concerned as I was.

Don't recall how this ended.

Dream 2 - Driving and Beach Fun DEILD

Scene 1 - Driving Accident Awareness
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was wandering around in a shopping center during daytime. I walk up some steps, when I spot some shady figures hanging around. Indeed, another passerby chased one such hood, shouting of how they'd stolen his wallet. Made some precaution to keep my hands in my pockets. At the parking lots, an unkempt and clearly deranged man in a bicycle was hurling out insults at random. An out-of-place couple took him at face value, and got in an argument. Things looked like they were gonna get ugly. I promptly got in my vehicle and left to home.

A minute later, I ended up in a T-section. A BJ's across the street. The left would take me to a long bridge through a bay. Not sure about the right. "Figured" I took a wrong turn; either way but back would take me far from my destination. I tried making a U-turn, but overshot by a large margin. The vehicle suddenly spun out of control. If this went on, I would've certainly plummet into a ditch of briars and sand, possibly even the bay just behind. I calmed down, and realized the absurdity. Cue awareness. Either way, I took a hands-off approach. Whatever happens, happens.

Brief awakening. DEILD seconds later.

Scene 2 - Flying Dune Ride
The visuals were glared. I was riding a vehicle through a hilly beach during a bright blue day. Started semi-aware (I thought I was just having a dreamlet). I race over a mound, to find that I was literally sent flying. Such flight sustained for half a minute before I was forced to the ground. It was a rough landing, but I made it intact. The impact made me realize this was a legit LD. Still, I only repeated as above a few more times before the dream collapsed. DEILD attempt, but I lost awareness.

Scene 3 - Big Fowl
The visuals were clear. I was walking in a lake-side subtropical forest, a site undisturbed by civilization. Sunlight peeked in from a canopy above. Several astonishingly large fowl were swimming in the water, brown feathered geese, if not swans. A few stepped on land, but were quickly frightened off by my presence. Brief awakening. DEILD.

Scene 4 - Insert Lenny Face Here
The visuals were glared. I was in a blue void colored as a clear afternoon sky. Soon, I imagined myself as a shrunken figure on a beach. Antics ensued. Nothing more than PG-13, but still... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Morning of December 15, 2018. Saturday.

Dream #: 18,989-02. Reading time: 1 min 12 sec. Readability score: 61.



I am in an unknown outdoor location, though my waking life identity is absent. Even so, the subliminal dynamic of vestibular system correlation, the most common factor of my dreams, arises but is projected (rather than inherited) through reticular activating system mediation, incidentally taking the form of a vestibular system simulacrum, appearing as a formula one race car driver. He mostly resembles Daniel Ricciardo, but is closer to 40 than 30 and in my dream, has a teenage son who is helping him. The three of us are the only people present.

They have set up two ramps that are about ten feet apart. The race car is to travel down one, fly off the edge, and land on the other one, to then drive up it and continue on the track, though which soon leads into a warehouse. I watch the event. The setup vaguely reminds me of a roller coaster. The vehicle misses the other ramp, the end of which is about five feet up from the ground, and crashes to pieces near it. No one is injured, despite the force of the impact.

I become more present in my dream (that is, in interacting with it more) and talk to the driver. I mention how the second ramp could be lower, though the driver does not agree with me. He says something regarding feet and distance, though I perceive feet as relating to human anatomy.

Later, he is holding an unusual big object. It seems to be gray cushions held together by rods. It seems he may be using this structure as added support for the first ramp. This scene is the point at which the subliminal mediation of illusory vestibular dynamics transmutes into a partial awareness I am asleep and dreaming (cushions associated with pillows).

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I was being shot at. The bullets seemed to go in slow motion, but my own movements were slowed as well. I managed to dodge the first one. I tried to avoid the second and third ones, but quickly noticed it wasn't going to happen. The bullets hit me right in the face (not the head). Next thing I saw, was Claire mourning me. My view was in third person.

Date of Dream: WED 12 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 505 - The Uncrossable Road

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at Stud Park shopping centre but I forgot what I was doing there. I was walking back towards home with a small group of people that there was a giant obstruction on a big section of the major road. In-fact, it wasn’t even a road at all and was rather a huge area of coastal rock and rapidly moving water amongst it that was impossible to cross. I saw all the other people standing at the foot of the road break, looking worried, not knowing what to do.

I thought that I would summon on 18-Volt and get him to help me cross, not only that but to get my brother NB across as well. My mum came up to me and said she didn’t want me summoning him and he was just an example of spiritual propaganda. I ended up raising my voice at my mum in 18-Volt’s defence and told her straight out, “He is a dream guide!”, and I also mentioned, “And it’s not just me, I’m going to ask him to take NB across as well”.

My mum still didn’t seem convinced but I wasn’t going to put up with any of her negativity and instead, I was going to prove to her that my dream guides are the kind and loving sort. I walked further down the street, away from her, and proceeded to call for 18-Volt. I noticed that my brother was standing close by. It took a few attempts but eventually, 18-Volt was successfully summoned.

He appeared on the start of the coastal rock terrain and he was somewhat distorted, especially with his figure being slightly smaller than me in this dream. Still, the energy radiating off him suggested that this was 18-Volt and so I comfortably approached him. I asked him to take me across but then I added, “I want you to take my brother as well”. He didn’t talk in this dream but he nodded and quietly accepted my request.

The dream then showed me (still 1st person mode) locked in by 18-Volt’s left arm (he also didn’t seem to be distorted now; the arm and side of his body were of WarioWare Gold graphics). I couldn’t see my brother but there was this energy suggesting that he was locked in the same way, in 18-Volt’s right arm. Indeed, 18-Volt was the one to help us cross as he was able to land on each small rocky pedestal jutting out of the water by doing a long moon-jump motion. After he landed on a few of the little pedestals, the scene changed.

My brother and I were now back at home and the scene was showing him in his bedroom. He had some friends over and he was telling them about how he was saved earlier. I came down and said something to him, I forgot what it was, but he said not for me to tell mum. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 505: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 7
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 10.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- Help Someone In Need: My Brother (1.0)
- 7-Day Recall Chain (7.0)

+ Previous Total: 18.5
Total Accumulated Points: 28.5

Date of Dream: TUE 11 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 504 - Fit For The Water

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown public pool there. There was a stranger man in there who was claiming to be 18-Volt but looked or acted nothing like him. Still, the man was trying to reach for something in the water but couldn’t get it, so I jumped in and got the item for the man. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 504: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 6
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 18.0
Total Accumulated Points: 18.5

Date of Dream: MON 10 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 503 - Spoons And Ice-cream

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at my old house, in the kitchen and I was serving dessert for my brother, his uni friend and his uni friend’s brother. There was a tub of vanilla ice-cream and chocolate ice-cream on the bench. As I put the ice-cream into bowls, I would alternate between the chocolate ice-cream and the vanilla ice-cream. It was strange because although there were four bowls, I ended up using about ten spoons to serve the ice-cream out.

I was just about to do my brother’s but he takes the bowl off me and starts putting a massive amount in by himself. He said that he’d had enough of waiting for me. I just ended up getting to do my own one quicker. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream 503: Results (Competition #9)
Competition Night: 5
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 5.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)

+ Previous Total: 12.5
Total Accumulated Points: 18.0

Date of Dream: SUN 9 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 502 - Separated Sections

Dream 502 A - Easter All Year Round
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, my mum and I were at a very distorted of Waverley Gardens shopping centre and we were looking to put together an Easter hamper to give to my two little cousins. We went into the sweet store and some of the Easter eggs I picked up felt like the chocolate had completely melted inside. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 502 B - Heavy Sleeper
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in this unknown building and there seemed to be all these strangers around. I was calling out for 18-Volt and then I asked them, “does anyone know where 18-Volt is?”. A few people pointed in a certain direction and so I went that way. Apparently I went too far that way though as someone who was supposedly a distorted version of Dreamy WB pointed in the opposite direction. I looked absolutely confused for a second but soon, I discovered a door and so went backwards toward the door.

I slowly opened it as not to disturb anyone as it had led into a small office space. There were all these people sitting at desks, with their backs turned to me on entering. I went over to 18-Volt (a slightly distorted WarioWare Gold appearance) and even he had the professional mannerism, brushing me off and telling me to let me finish his work. It wasn’t long though before he had stopped what he was doing and turned his chair around, signalling that he could now talk to me.

Whereas 18-Volt was supposedly just expecting an informal greeting, I jumped up onto him and got myself comfortable on his lap, facing inwards towards him. In no time at all, I leaned my head into him, put my hands around his waist and fell asleep on while still on his lap. My eyes were shut but I had perceived this energy, telling me that he must have suddenly been startled to see that I had just helped myself to a nap without even saying anything to him first, thinking to himself “WTF?”.

After 18-Volt got startled, he eased up and was now trying to stay as still as possible so as not to startle me awake. I got so relaxed that I actually started to lose consciousness. In-fact, the eventual complete loss of consciousness led to the dream ending; I woke up.

Dream 502 C - All Aboard The Train
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my dad was taking me to some unknown doctor’s clinic for a consultation of some sort. When we got there, I find out that we were supposed to take some sort of train to another block of consulting rooms. We didn’t know where the train was though. My dad and I sat down in what was the apparent waiting room. After a little while of nothing, the seats actually started to move off! This was the train!

These belts came out of nowhere and I thought to myself, “That’s weird that the seat-belts just randomly came out like that”. At one point though, I complained to my dad that the seat-belt had tightened itself too hard and so now it was squashing me and almost suffocating me. The dream showed us riding through this cave on a set of high-up railway tracks. The place we ended up at was completely different and I have forgotten what the place actually looked like or what I was doing there.

On the way back, I wasn’t with my dad anymore and rather I was by myself. This time, it appeared to be a real train that I was boarding and all in the same carriage were all the members of the WarioWare crew. They all seemed distorted in some way except for 18-Volt who had a 100% accuracy to his WarioWare Gold appearance. I even saw Wario sitting more towards the back of the train. I was sitting at the very front, on the right side next a window. Across from me was 18-Volt, on the left side, next to a window and behind him was 9-Volt.

With my bags on the seat next to me, I looked to 18-Volt and with some hesitation, I said something like, “If it isn’t too much of a hassle, do you mind sitting next to me?”, then actually moving my bags and putting on the floor in front of me. 18-Volt didn’t speak but he seemed happy and he got up, came over and plonked himself onto the seat next to me. Then he spoke to me a bit but I forgot what he said. After that, 18-Volt placed his right arm around my neck and I placed my left one around him in return.

The dream then showed the train going back though a cave similar to the one I had travelled through with my dad. The differences were that the scenery was slightly different and there were no seat-belts. At one point, the dream made mention that the train was going to go extremely fast. Then the train did go really fast and it was rocking really badly from side to side if it wasn’t going in the straight direction. It was indeed scary but 18-Volt reassured me, saying something like, “I’ve got you”, as he pulled me closer into him and tightened his grip around my neck to keep me upright.

Near the end of the train ride, it was stated by the dream that I would be escorted by 18-Volt down the ramp as I passed by each of the other WarioWare employees. There was no ramp in the first part of the dream, so the area I returned to was not the same area I was in at the start. There was a large concrete ramp that was covered in yellow high-visibility paint. I was now walking down the ramp but I couldn’t see 18-Volt; the energy perception though suggested that he was following right behind me.

Just as the dream mentioned, distorted WarioWare employees were set up equally apart on sections of the ramp. Some of the hands I remember shaking were Dr. Crygor, Ashley, 9-Volt and Penny. I don’t have clear recall of the other characters although I do know that I shook all of their hands at some stage of the ramp walk. When I got to the bottom of the ramp, the dream ended.



Dream 502: Results (Competition #9)

502 A
Competition Night: 4
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

502 B
Competition Night: 4
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB & 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

502 C
Competition Night: 4
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 7.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: Dreamy WB (0.5)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: 18-Volt (0.5)
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)

+ Previous Total: 5.0
Total Accumulated Points: 12.5

Date of Dream: SAT 8 DEC - 2018



Dream No. 501 - Separated Sections

Dream 501 A - Backyard Guns
I don’t remember what happened at the start of the dream. Supposedly, the family were supposed to be at my other grandparents’ for Christmas lunch but then it was my house. Still, it was my other grandma who made all the lunch. My cousins DB and MB were at the top of the backyard and they were standing there with hoses in their hands but they kept saying to me and everyone else that they were guns. It’s unfortunate that DB and MB had an extreme fascination for guns in this dream and DB harped on about this to everyone, especially her mum.

I went outside into the backyard and I had the small laminated figure of 18-Volt with me. As soon as DB and MB saw me, they started spraying at me with the hoses. I certainly didn’t want to get wet and I also had to protect 18-Volt and so I ran as fast as I could to get away from them. Even at the other end of the backyard where there was no one, the water sprayer was still hitting me at full force. Only when I got into the garage and shut the door was when me and the 18-Volt figure
were finally safe.

Later on the dream, I went out into the backyard a second time and this time, I harshly told DB that I didn’t want to be sprayed. Although she gave me some dirty look for a 7 year old, she listened and she and MB didn’t turn on the hoses. It was the fourth time that I went down for something, once again, telling DB not to spray me and she says something like “come on, you’re so weak” and then she and MB turned on their hoses. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 501 B - Boyfriends Over Friends
I can’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I saw my friend JH’s post on Facebook and she said that she had moved to Queensland to be with her boyfriend. I was cut as she chose her boyfriend over her friends. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 501: Results (Competition #9)

501 A
Competition Night: 3
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

501 B
Competition Night: 3
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 4.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)

+ Previous Total: 1.0
Total Accumulated Points: 5.0