non-lucid

I'm in a bar/ restaurant looking to get some food. Apparently, they have really good waffles which they have displayed everywhere. I also see a strange combination of hollow waffle with molten nacho cheese on the inside. I order some waffles and sit down at a table . I had also ordered a drink form another place that resembled a Starbucks, but it had yet to be brought out to me. I walk over to the Starbucks about to ask where my drink is at when I see a wait list. Apparently, they're pretty backed up and they haven't gotten to my order yet. Eventually they do call my name and I get my drink.

Sep 10 2018

I tried to remember my dreams by color coding them in order of ROY G BIV.
Red -- I memorized the letters MC, for both Minecraft and Main Character (don't remember why for this part). I vividly remember being on a sort of platformer stage made up of blocks. I was walking back and forth and talking to DCs, but walking a thin line either way as I did it. Finally I jumped too far and one of the blocks gave out. I almost fell but somehow "reset" myself. I remember there being cliffs behind me and some long grass or vines/ivy. The sky or "background" was orange.

Blue -- don't remember, but remember I tried to associate it with something.

Sep 9 2018

I was walking through a large paved road which felt like a walkway through a large park. It was a sunny morning or afternoon. The lawns on either side were lined with large oaks with twisting branches. There were passerby walking in either direction. Suddenly I became lucid and started running! I looked back and saw a DC. I turned around fully again, expecting to see a coworker from one of my college jobs*, and she was there! I was running backwards at this point to let her catch up, but for some reason couldn't stop or change directions, and instead had to run backwards, slower. When I reached her I made some conversation about the fact that I was dreaming, and she seemed thrilled. I took her hand and we started running together. We passed a few trucks (possibly ice cream trucks or food trucks) and signs, and I was able to read them clearly. I asked her whether she had ever flown before, and she responded that she hadn't, all she had ever done was float. I told her that that was a good start and we lifted off.

I can feel the wind on my face and body and we're still holding hands (platonically). We weren't doing superman poses or anything specifically to indicate that we were flying, just setting my intention on a direction and going there. It was a great sensation. The oaks stretched even farther up now, and I bobbed and weaved through the twisted outstretched branches. I had a few near misses but overall had pretty good control.

I decided to go higher than the trees and went skyward. At which point I could see in the top of my field of vision three or four wooden planks arranged like ceiling blade fans. I passed above the planks and at that point there were flat planes rushing past us. I looked down at my hands and while still holding my coworker's hands, I pushed my finger through my palm -- I felt some resistance at first but asserted "I'm dreaming" and was able to do it. Then I felt the dream stabilize a bit.

As I looked back up, I saw that it was approaching dusk with a sunset in front of us. Underneath was a large wooden building with multiple levels with wraparound balconies. It reminded me of the restaurant I worked at for a while. I approached it and landed on the roof (it may have just been me at this point). I saw a small shack/building on the roof. Upon further examination it looks similar to a dollhouse made of craft wood -- I can clearly see the seems and the semi-gloss finish on the wood. The dream fades quickly.

Note: I woke up from this dream at 6am on my left side.

Summary of other NLs:
I'm in a kitchen by a white door with glass panes near the head and the foot. The house reminds me of a classmate from my high school band's house. There were multiple locks that were complicated and kind of hard to turn. Once I turned them, my anonymous DC sidekick switched some small levers which had clear writing on them in a row. There is a silhouette outlined in the door and I think what lies behind it is a dark garage. I have a serious talk with my DC sidekick. We open the door and go through, and pass through the dark garage (felt ominous, there were other silent DCs there).

I'm in a garden/walkway with a girl. We look up and see bright flashing in the clouds above. It takes a triangluar shape and turns into a spaceship with clear writing on it (reminded me for some reason of the writing on a bus or van). We run over hill after hill and past trees to keep seeing it. Each time we get it back into our field of vision it's more detailed. Finally we see that there is a ledge on the back of it and there are giant women sitting there. They send down some smaller but still giant women who fire beams at us. We run in the opposite direction and become extremely cartoon-like in our actions. I fuse with her and our arms and chest start spinning; there are now two copies of me, one driving the process and one fused with her. We fire beams back at the giants chasing us as we run down a dirt path in the garden. This dream repeats twice or thrice featuring different versions (ages, genders, ethnicities, other factors changed) of both me and the girl. Very vivid and very surreal.

I'm at a store getting various items (I remember some onion bread buns in a bag that I got IWL from Walmart). I get some impulse items that I know my fiancee will be mad at me about. It's a pretty long dream as I go down the aisles. Finally I go down the clearance/general/jam aisle, where I find a stack of fresh papers. Underneath the papers I find some that I've drawn on (during my visit or my past several visits). I try to consolidate them as they're spaced out between blank pages. Someone passes me in the aisle and notices one full-color one I've done, I look up and say it's nothing, then look back down and it's even more polished and is the cover to a small booklet or magazine (maybe a doujin). I consolidate them all and tuck them into the bottom for safe keeping.

I'm in a large bathroom with long white counters and four or five sinks stretching out to the right and left, separated by double doors. I'm at the sink closest to the door on the right counter. The stalls are behind us. There are some middle-aged men holding bags and placing their miscellany on the counters, it looks like stuff you would get in those cap-balls from the 25 cent machines (where you turn the handle). Mixed in are brass gears and writing utensils.



*With my ability to summon DCs, it seems like I pretty much pick them at random; I haven't thought about these people in years but for some reason my lucid mind thinks "Gee, I would love to see X random acquanitance." I suspect that as I get better about remembering dream goals and incorporating my awareness of waking life, I'll be able to make more logical/planned decisions within my lucids.

Date of Dream: MON 10 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 420 - Separated Sections

Dream 420 A - Struggles Ahoy
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at a completely unknown area and the composition of the first scene almost made no sense. There were these two middle-aged women that claimed to be the school nurses but they were doing something completely different in this dream. These nurses claimed that they were trying to help me, by the command of my parents, get a grip on my fear of lifts… But I didn’t see how they were helping me at all.

They were being really mean, yelling at me and forcing me to go into one even though I wasn’t ready. I kept trying to fight them but the nurses would get meaner and meaner. At one point, they almost pushed me into a lift but I fiercely fought back and thankfully didn’t end up in there. In my mind, I was fuming, thinking to myself, “Where’s the actual good help from 18-Volt?” but in the actual dream itself, I mentioned nothing of him… I was too busy fighting off the nurses the whole time

In a later scene, I was in this unknown but beautiful grassed area, like it was just on the edge of some forest. I was apparently with some other group on a school on a school camp but I forgot specifically what was going on. One of the girls resembled the appearance of someone I knew from my high school bur at the same time, it wasn’t her. The girl was talking to me about stuff and I said that I would show her something as a base on proving myself with a certain concept.

I then started calling out for Dreamy WB. Unfortunately though, there was no response. At first I though, “Oh, she’ll come”, but after nothing happened a few times, this was becoming concerning… There wasn’t even a perception of energy around. I decided to integrate a few sentences into the calling process, specifically stating what I needed her for. Still, this didn’t work.

Weirdly now, the girl was becoming really nasty with a really violent look in her eye. I could see around the place that the other people walking around had a slashed scar on their hand. I asked the girl what this was about and this is where instead of answering me, she grew to look worse. I thought to myself now, “I’d better be staying away from this girl, she’s dangerous”. No matter though how much I tried to avoid her, she would always stick with me.

My calls for Dreamy WB still weren’t working one bit and so I was getting extremely worried and absolutely freaked out. I noticed that the girl had some sharp plastic instrument into her hand was getting concernedly closer and closer to me… I would back away but she would just get closer. Then, when she was close enough, she made a move and stabbed me in the hand! I felt like screaming but I didn’t. Instead I gasped and saw the huge line scar now developing on my hand… Now I know where it came from. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 420 B - Dr. Volt's Practice
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was walking with my mum into a house that acted as a clinic. When we stepped inside I told her that this guy would definitely help her to relieve the symptoms that she had. I said to her, “You’ll see mum, Dr. Volt is very good at what he does. I mean, although it costs $239 for a consultation, it’s worth it, you’ll be coming back less often than if you were to see someone else”.

Then 18-Volt (I will call him Dr. Volt in this dream) came to call my mum in, he was in his WarioWare Gold appearance. While they were still outside in the vicinity of the waiting room, Dr. Volt had some of this powdered substance in a spoon as a well as a capsule and a glass of water and fed these things to my mum. Then she followed him into his consultation room where I believed he was going to be giving her some kind of massage.

In the next scene of this dream. I was in a supposedly distorted version of Eastland Shopping Centre, in the undercover car park. The escalators to the shops had stopped working and so I decided to help all these people reach the shops so they didn’t have to go a different way. I walked up the non-moving escalator (travelator) and when I got to the top of it I pushed my hand against the rails and this actually made it move for a short while.

I did this lots of times to get all the people up. Once everyone was on the same level as me, I worked from the bottom of the next escalator to get them up to the level of the shops. I then turned my attention back to the lower escalator and as I thought more people wanted to come up, it was actually all these weird objects. After a while of dealing with these weird objects, the dream ended.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with a dream guide already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 420: Results (Competition #7)

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

420 B
Competition Night: 9
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:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear (0.5)
- 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)

+ Previous Total: 34.5
Total Accumulated Points: 42.0

Date of Dream: SUN 9 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 419 - Too Quiet Then Too Loud

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was back in some sort of a primary school class but the teacher was no one I had in real life. It was craft time and I remember decorating something with all of this shaker glitter. The colours I decided to use were pink, gold and green. I can’t remember what the specific item was though.

The next scene took place at my old house. Apparently my grandfather had just passed away and my family were supposed to be leaving for his so called “memorial service” at 1:00 PM. I had a few things that I still had to do though, I still wasn’t ready. The guy that was the funeral director was standing at the front door along with my brother; my brother looked impatient and the funeral director either looked bored or like he couldn’t care about life.

I ended up walking to the bathroom but I didn’t flick the light switch just yet. I was worried that the fan was going to come on as well and it was going to be loud. As I got seated onto the toilet bowl in the dark, I whispered, “18-Volt...”, then flicking the switch. Whispering to 18-Volt must have worked as the light switched on but the fan didn’t… Which I thought was somewhat odd though because they were both connected to the same switch.

There was this set of knobs on the wall next to me and apparently one of the knobs would adjust the volume of the fan. I decided to turn the knob to see what would happen and then this visible white fan was placed behind me and when it started spinning, it was loud as heck. I got myself up as quick as I could and ran out of there.

I then went back to the front door of the house but my family still had to wait as I had to put my shoes on. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with a dream guide already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 419: Results (Competition #7)
Competition Night: 8
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 1.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 33.5
Total Accumulated Points: 34.5

Morning of September 10, 2018. Monday.

Reading time: 1 min. Readability score: 63.



Natural melatonin is still present during my last dream of the sleep cycle, and I am still recovering from residual flu, so water induction is rendered as a lake with problematic associations.

I am locked in an undesirable scenario that features villains trying to recover weapons and explosives from the lake. (This likely relates to my immune system and natural melatonin as associated with being an antioxidant and probably the glymphatic system, which operates as such during sleep.) I get the impression they will take over an entire town or state soon if they succeed.

I stop most of them with a rifle. One man seems to have a bulletproof vest, as he is not affected by being shot. However, a sea serpent gets him from behind. I attach a naval mine to one villain, which pulls him down to the center of the lake. I push some villains back into the lake, and they do not resurface.

In the last scene, there is one villain left who climbs down a big hill. There is a smaller naval mine on shore. He blows himself up as soon as he tries to move it.

On one level, I can sense my anticipation as related to my subliminal awareness of being in the dream state (as is often the case) and the ability to manipulate my dream’s outcome. It is not the same as lucidity as I am not viably aware I am dreaming. (Lucidity and dream control are independent of each other, despite popular misconception.)

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Non-dream stuff - woke up only at roughly 10:20 again and had to answer the door as well. Was having a weird non-lucid, but quite many details lost.

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Dream:
In the first half of this sequence there were twisty roads down a forested mountain; it was a pine forest. Then I remember seeing a digital map, with a few roads going to a specific place that was being highlighted.

Then I remember me and my partner were in the car but I could see through third-person view and we were getting on a motorway suspended over the ocean and we were speeding; there was at least one truck and a few other cars as we got on the motorway and then it sort of curved for a little bit, before we started going quite fast and the road went straight again, and it turned into aggressive ups and downs (with inclinations greater than 40 degrees). It was night and in the distance there was a sunset, in the horizon, where the road seemed to go.

Then, a cavernous-like place, with dim red light, this was where the map was highlighting before; this was like some nexus point between dimensions, and there were some creatures that chased me, or perhaps more accurately followed me, since they weren't energetically chasing after me. At the end there was a room. A mostly square room, with a skylight, and a door that shut behind me, which I remember looking at; it was a wooden door and it had 3 things like badges or medals hanging off it. I remember they were a dark blue colour.

The skylight took up a large area of the ceiling and some sort of daylight came through, as if it was a cloudy day. This room was the actual nexus, it was somehow implied to me during the dream. Then next to where I was in the room, there was a counter to the right and on it was a miniature dresser, and on that, a black cat's head. The head was alive, simply disembodied, and spoke or something. But the cat was mean somehow, and for some reason I remember rubbing my elbow on the cat's face, watching it do those amusing faces when cats don't like something.

Some part of the dream related to this nexus repeated itself.

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Notes:

• Because I remember so little detail, the most impressive thing from the dream was perhaps the room with the skylight.
• There were only two doors in that room, one being the one I entered from, and another being on the wall to the left. While the room was square or rectangular, it had a sort of cut at the far right corner, like for a pillar.
• There were other things atop that counter the cat was also on, but I can't remember them. The middle of the room was empty, as I remember seeing most of the daylight on the floor.
• I'm not sure what the (waking) context is for this room and its contents. The cat head is probably the most bizarre thing I've dreamed recently, and simply because I have no context whatsoever for its appearance.
• The context of the suspended motorway and the roads is probably from playing a bit of Fallout last night. I always like the suspended highway lanes in the game universe.
• The cavern's context is probably also from last night, because the last thing I did in the game was go around hunting Deathclaws, which usually live in highly radiated areas, and sometimes dark caves.
• The pine forest reminds me of the greatwood forest I saw when I was in California some years ago.

I was in a corridor of what appeared to be an office building, making out with a REDACTED sex doll. The doll was very advanced and had a weak form of AI. More of a robot than a doll. I quickly hid her under a table because I knew the people who worked in the office would return.

In another scene, I was with a bunch of college students. I was doing front flips (I could never do that in real life). Not far away, a band of college cheerleaders were practicing. At some point, I asked one of the guys where to find 'building F'. I had to be there for class, I guess. I went outside and saw that it was night. I started flying. My powers weren't fully developed yet, but enough for me to show off by flying low over people's heads (sigh). I glided down a hill and found a large bear cage. Well, more like 'bear habitat'. Like in a big zoo. I flew above it, and landed on a tree inside the habitat. Only then did I notice the bear. My powers weren't strong enough yet and I didn't trust my ability to fly up out of there. I felt a little stuck.

I saw multiple mushroom clouds on the horizon. I felt the usual terror. I ran inside and saw a strategic map of the world on TV (news broadcast). Multiple missiles were flying back and forth. Russia was one of the aggressors (I was hoping they weren't). Even when surrounded by detonations, I still hoped it wasn't Russia. They have thousands of nukes and if they fired them it'd surely mean the end of civilization.

I'm going to start labeling 'outbreak of nuclear war' dreams as 'nightmares'.

Annoying guy

I had a school’s project with a guy that had a crush on me which I didn’t like. At all. We needed to get some information and needed to ask different people that was working in skyscrapers. In the elevator the guy was talking endlessly about our future and how he wanted us to live and such. Me on the other hand was very uninterested in what he had to say and was barely paying any attention to him. When we finished the interview with the people and we took the elevator to get to the first floor from being on like the twenty fifth or something. There were seats so we were sitting down and he would try to lean his head on my shoulder which I didn’t appreciated at all. I didn’t wanted to touch him and I didn’t want him to touch me somehow so I poked his head with a pen. All he did was mumbling something about how much he loved me and he was sure I felt the same. That’s when I had enough and went to my childhood friend and asked her if we could be in the same group so I could kick out the guy. But instead of joining me, my friend changed her partner instead so I got hers. I was very disappointed and went with this other girl who seemed to be a perfect match to the guy.

Note: Must say I was deeply annoyied during the dream. This guy that was my classmate, would talk about us, like there even were an "US" to begin with, every time he got the chance to speak with me alone. This would go on for around 5 years. Still haven't had my chance to reject him tho.

Dolls and Skeletons

I remember me talking about dolls with my childhood friend, she showed me what kind of dolls we liked to play with and where in her old room. I was smiling and pointed out that we hadn’t been talking for a couple of years and that it was so nice to talk with such ease. As I kept thinking about it her voice became lower and harder to understand. She was getting smaller with the room and it felt like I was watching her from a camera and just slowly zooming out. The edges were black and soon all I saw was pitch black mass and I got the feeling like I was falling. Suddenly I realized that I had my eyes closed so when I opened them I could easily tell that I was somewhere else.

I was in a forest. As I walked I noticed that there were other creatures living there. For example a dragon that tried to make me into a toast. It was not fun being in the forest so I ran and got to a desert. I was not really sure why I was in this mysterious place but I ran into a girl that gladly took me to her secret room. She showed me so many different toys that I liked to play with as a kid. She then told me that she kind of wanted me to move in even though she didn’t know me but since I had such a good taste, it was okay. I wanted to go out and for some adventure and ran out to the forest again. And yet again I almost became a toast for the dragon, but this time I did outsmart it somehow. On my way back I noticed that it was getting dark and it went pretty quickly so I begged for some light to scare away scary skeletons. I found my phone and used it as a flashlight before getting back to the girl’s secret room. Back before I had the chance to lock the door behind me two skeletons got in and tried to kills us. The girl was screaming like crazy and had climbed up in her bunker bed. I tried to follow her but one of the skeletons tried to pull me down. I managed to fight them off so they… died?
Both me and the girl were so happy so we jumped down on the floor and took each others hands and danced with excitement. Suddenly the girl stopped and looked really surprised. I turned around and saw… Darren Chen. I was amazed by the fact that he was standing there in the room with us. I greeted him and told him that I needed to go. He gave me a hug and I hugged him back. He responded by hugging me harder and so did I until he basically squeezed me so hard I couldn’t breath. We were also both laughing like crazy meanwhile doing it. He then picked me up and laid me down while we both were giggling.
I was about to grab his neck hair to kiss him when I heard a buzzing sound…

And then I woke up realizing it was my sister sending me texts. URGH!

I'm in an apartment with a few friends as well as one of my professors. The apartment is 2 stories tall but is also on one of the top floors of a high rise building. Something happens between the professor and a woman and he bolts out of the apartment telling us he's leaving with or without us. I immediately get up to follow him, but by the time I get to the hallway and find the elevator, the doors are already closing. Thinking fast, I look for the stairs, and start running down only to realize that I'm still on the 113th floor. I exit the stairwell on the next floor down and find the elevators again. This time, it's open and has the other friends in it. I get in with them and we descend rapidly. One wall of the elevator is transparent so I can see how fast we are going down, and it makes me have to sit on the floor because I keep losing balance. We reach the bottom in no time and rush out to the parking lot in hopes that the professor is still there. We see him waiting for us and he gets out of the driver's seat. Another guy I rode with in the elevator gets in to start driving, but I feel that he's inexperienced. I ask if he wants to switch out with me and he agrees. I'm driving to get out of the parking lot which feels a lot like an airport parking and drop off area. I have to maneuver between parked cars in order to get out.

Sep 8

Long NL. I'm in my apartment complex's front yard and office area. My manager from work is there, along with some coworkers and random DCs. We are in school sdesks arranged in the parking lot, doing work on laptops. I see an email in red letters that says "failed", although I know the test was successful. The email gets sent out again with SUCCESS, and mentions something like "good job everyone", but I notice that it's not just an email, it's a meeting invite. My boss comes around and pats people on the back, telling us to "enjoy the long weekend" and mentioning that we can work from our beds. My fiancee is there as well (either as a worker or just as my fiancee) and calls this out as bullshit as we were already working overtime. Before or during there is also the understanding that I have to assassinate someone.

Dream scene changes and I'm in a room walking towards a door. My dog is there and so is my fiancee. I am holding my dog as I pass through a door. I become lucid! I keep telling myself "I'm lucid" and "I'm dreaming" but don't do any RCs. I see a small door (like a dumbwaiter) and consider using it to teleport to my dream world I've been incubating, but for some reason I hesitate and don't (don't know if this was a conscious decision). Instead I go with the flow of the dream.

The scene shifts. I'm still holding my dog, and I think "he's the best". I'm in a somewhat cluttered room now, and I understand that I need to kill all of the DCs here. I do some jedi mind tricks to make sure they don't resist, and they work. I tell them I'm dreaming and they all react in a friendly way. Each time I go to kill one of them, it seems like they go through the 5 stages of grief for themselves in front of my eyes, always ending up at "acceptance" before dying. I kill 2 of them, and then decide to use ice powers*. At first I was intending for Skyrim ice shards, but it came out as more of a stream of icy powder/wind from my fingertips. My thumb and forefinger are pressed together and the way the stream of ice comes out is something like when you put your thumb over a garden hose to spray pressured water at someone. As I'm pondering this I go into intense visualizations of the streams, and there are 3D mesh outlines of the stream and its "weather patterns" overlain on my vision, like a series of oblong lines. The visualization shifts to a long sawblade with teeth marked with numbers. As I mentally change the number from 8 to 2 and adjust it by notches, I see the angle and strength of the stream change.

The scene shifts to a security cam view, and as I press my left thumb and forefinger together, I can send ice shards from the camera, although they're not reliable. The camera reminds me of the show Person of Interest. After this I'm transmitted into the room. There is a blue tint to the room, and I look around and see some DCs. I walk out of a door behind me and peer into the hallway (very bright incandescent light and white walls and floors), then I go back into the blue room. I tell the DCs "I'm dreaming" and again as I approach them they go through stages of grief. I do this to a couple of DCs then walk through a doorway/archway. Above the archway are two drill bits. I jump up and grab them. I test one on a wall and it drills right through, despite having barely any threads (it was basically an ice pick). I go up to an old lady DC and say "I'm dreaming". She looks at me with sadness and says "We'll take care of each other/ourselves", then I wake up.

The dream lasted around 2-3 minutes and was very vivid. I was lucid and aware the whole time, but it still felt like a guided/directed dream.

Longer NL -- I'm a young boy who is somehow a vertical venetian blind(???). I am on a quest with a young girl, we're descending into a deep level of some underground building, with a furnace and monsters. Her face doesn't seem real, more like a porcelain doll or something. We arrive and there's a giant hydra in a brightly lit room. It has a "cement burning rocket" that's burning me and melting my armor. The girl is wrapped up in one of the hydra's necks or tentacles. I back away and reach a closet with the venetian blinds. They tell me or some other voice tells me that I am one with the blinds.

I had a few other NLs and fragments. In one, I'm in my grandpa's house and there's a weird square baby with thin, posable arms. It reminds me of BMO from Adventure Time. It was a premature. The parents are proud. There's an old lady to my left who looks like my aunt, who's wearing a white shirt with gold lettering. I note it, it's in different languages (Chines, Latin, Greek) together. At some point I had my midget intruder FA again, but it was very hazy and I yelled "Fuck you!" or "I'll kill you!" loudly and it fades quickly. In another fragment, I'm Dexter and Rita is dropping in the pool next to me. I'm supposed to be enjoying it, but I'm Dexter so I hate it. I say something like "Rita, the water is going like 20 mph". Scene shift to Deb and Quin, Deb's in a room playing with a reclining bicycle for toddlers and Quin comes in and says something while smiling and laughing. Next scene, Deb is driving a bus, Rita and I and the kids are in there. She's taking a risky corner under an interstate high rise. I don't see the bus flip, but I understand it does. Rita scolds Deb in that annoying way she does. Finally, I have the transparent eyelids effect, I can see my room clearly and thought I heard my fiancee calling me, when I move my waking body my head is under the blanket and I go downstairs to find my fiancee watching TV, turns out she didn't call me.



*I don't know if this counts as the "Breathe an element" goal

Non-dream stuff - I'm a bit too tired to write all the details on this entry. Had a long non-lucid that I'll summarise.

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The dream mostly consisted of me going around several towns around my home town, as I was trying to buy some beer either in a bottle or a can for a friend that was visiting. The context which was also part of the dream beforehand was that there were a few friends visiting at my childhood home but I only had one beer, which is what led me to go out to try and get more. At a few points I wondered if I was gone too long, considering they were only guests, I probably shouldn't have left them on their own.

Even though I went to about 5 different shops over all the towns, nobody had any beer at all, unbelievably. I remember I did find a load of cans at a shop, and I bought them, only to realise later they were some sort of vanilla coke cans. I still had the impression they were beers, which made me wonder since when did coca-cola do beer... A bit later I met a dream character which in the dream context was my friend. He had an extremely overburdened backpack and he was a bit shorter than me and bald. We went separate ways but waved as we did. I continued searching for beer after that.

I don't remember at what point the dream ended exactly.

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Notes:

• The fact that beer was being that difficult to find should perhaps at least have made me wonder if such a situation could happen on a normal day, though for some reason the time of day in the dream felt like it was relevant.
• The fact that I went over so many towns should have been more surprising, since I only walked from place to place, and in the dream I didn't have my typical fatigue in any normal sense.
• Additionally, I typically don't drink alcohol at all (some drinks make me feel very ill within a few minutes) but some beers are alright to have and I did find myself with a craving for a beer during the dream, probably because it's been a few months since I last tasted any.

There is a woman—some dark entity had reached out for her, badly frightening her. She has shut herself away somewhere to get away from it, but it can still reach her. I can hear her screaming there—but I’m on my way to help her.

The first thing I have to do is get out of a sort of wooden elevator running down the center of the building. I seem to have entered this way, going down, but none of the doors are opening. Somehow, I can see perfectly fine into the space beyond the shaft, but the walls are definitely there, and the doors are not only solid but quite heavy. I’m alone here in the elevator, but in communication with someone else—someone I know to be my mother, although she isn’t my actual, waking life mother. She seems to be playing some kind of guiding or teaching role.

Above my head, everything just fades into darkness, like the heights of a cavern. Apparently, it doesn’t occur to most people who come here to look up for a while, and so this comes as a bit of a shock to them, but I can remember having been through this series of events before, and so this place holds no surprises for me. Besides that, I have access to a deeper understanding of the space I’m in: it’s defined by solfege, as if the intervals and their syllables are acting as some kind of abstract structural parameters, and they are also structuring what I am able to do in it and do to it.

Once I finally manage to get out, I find myself in what seems to be an iteration of my old house in M---. This version looks twisted, hollowed out, dark—actually, there doesn’t seem to be a source of light anywhere, which would explain why, even though I feel vividly present here, it has an odd visual quality to it, and the only non-black color I can see here is blue. I’m using night vision. The blue is brightest in the fog hovering throughout the house, moving as though stirred by currents of air. When this fog is concentrated, it indicates the presence of a ghost—or perhaps it simply is the ghost.

This whole place gives off a decidedly creepy vibe—a palpable sense of decay and malevolence. But the fact that I already know where all the dangers are takes the edge off the creepiness, as does the fact that this seems to be a case where there is no outcome but success. I already know things are going to turn out fine, and so I don’t let the place bother me too much.

Now the person who is my mother is physically here with me, a couple rooms away—although, either because the walls are in ruins or because I can see through these ones too, she’s still visible from where I’m looking around the living room. Nothing much seems to be happening at the moment. I’m just keeping an eye on the blue fog. There are some mirrors there in the room: I use them to check my form as I practice jumping from side to side, moving between stances I might need to use later.

(7.9.18)