non-lucid

Oct 4 2018

Forgot abt. 3 which initly remembered, one was funny
Awoke 4:24
Walmart dream, with family (mine?) and little kids (cousins?), I'm searching for a wooden dowel/rod/block combo to hang something (for some reason can't just nail it to wall), looking on wrong aisle. Find right section and there are dowels with multi-colored clipboard rubber clamps, talk to fake dad
Buying stuff for the weekend, then not because ere are dowels with realized F not working
Crawling on ground, I'm avoidant then aggressive towards bees, crawl through G and other (they're talking - init'ly paid attention to what about)
Crawl & stand up, slight but fluid transition, in strip mall entrance w 30ish people, enter (door holding) they're nerdy, it's like a fitness center, black circle yoga/D&D combo - oh no, I forgot my socks! See Coran and L.L., talk about band & scars & fb, laughing
FA/TrEy., Carving into dresser, R.H. - didn't feel dreamlike, mote like vivid interactive visualization

I'm walking through some small stores. I kneel down to a box with old coins and start picking them up to take a closer look. My vision is a bit foggy, but i can tell these are not really coins, no matter how much I want them to be. just some medallions or commemorative tokens. An older lady starts going through it as well and crowds me out. I tell her piece of my mind.

I start feeling tension in the air as I'm walking towards the corner of a near building. People running. I know the occupation is starting. I think it's nazis, but the armored vehicle I see doesn't look german from WW2. I see the uniforms as I'm ducking in a doorway to get away through some back doors I'm hoping to find.

I see some civilian man walking inside. One is quite large. I know those are local collaborators, but to my surprise, they are quite gentle, as the big man pushes a woman towards the door with what I think it's croatian hajde.

Non-dream stuff - woke up at about 9:00, remembering one long(ish) non-lucid dream. Some details lost.

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Sequence:
I remember being in a variation of my current home. I was in the kitchen. I remember a big man, he was a friend of ours; I think he was of some african ethnicity but he wasn't that dark - he had short hair and brown eyes and big hands; his girlfriend, who was of similar ethnicity was there too? She had long curly hair and brown eyes also. I think the kitchen lights may have been on, but it was day outside, maybe clear but very early.

I remember they were talking and then it turned into an argument and I joined his girlfriend's side of the argument for some reason. Then I asked him to leave, and I realised I was a bit angry, so I immediately calmed myself down, touched him in the arm, as he was upset too, and I said "I'm sorry about that." - then everyone was a bit calmer and for some reason he had this bag full of chestnuts covered in sugar that had been deep-fried. They looked delicious but I commented that they looked nice, but unfortunately my mouth didn't agree because of all the sugar.

I tried to make light of the situation somehow but either way, I then went through the main hall; the front door was open and as I walked out, the scenery was different from what it should be; our side of the street was still a row of terraced houses but the opposite side was just forest/green, and the road was wider (2 lane instead of single lane) and the pavement was much wider. My partner was parked up to the right in the car. To the left was some sort of factory (maybe tire factory, there is one where I live, but not that close).

The factory was not open, as all its (visitor?) parking spaces outside were empty. I thought it had closed for the day, though the dream-time seemed like morning, my assumption was end of day time in the dream. Opposite to the factory parking spaces was a wide bit where a bus/coach could stop. Then the road did a curve as it went on.

My partner was on the phone and had sunglasses on in the car. Opposite me, the other side of the road was some Korean man, he smiled a lot I think. Some children were playing too, I remember a little girl for some reason. I remember my mood outside was a driven one, I was looking for parking for the man inside the house, and I concluded there was none apart from the factory's spaces, so I walked back in and was going to tell him, but I had some doubts it was "ok" to use those spaces, but I think I could hear my partner's voice saying it was fine, because everyone had left. (another hint that the dream time was end of day, really)

Transition of some kind or missing detail...

I remember being with a group of people, my dad was one of the people but I don't remember who else, I think just dream characters. Of note was a man older than my dad. We were in a mall (this could have been a more obvious dream-sign on its own, plus the presence of my dad) and then we went up some concrete stairs and we were in an overhang tunnel, that went over some street or something. It wasn't very long but had angular corners. I walked next to my dad and as we were crossing, he pulled some sort of lever and the tunnel bridge started to rotate its middle section; I looked behind to see if the other DCs were able to get on.

We walked to the other end and there was a stairwell down. Then I remember being outside of there and it was like some sort of campus... I looked around (I can't remember my motivations or intents) and ended up going down some more stairs into a dark place, a subway. The tracks were at the same level as the platform, i.e. there was no stone/concrete lip over the tracks. There were quite a few people at this tiny platform that was no bigger than a small room. The tunnels were equally dark, maybe brighter somehow. I think I had stepped on someone that was sitting down at some point, though I don't remember apologising, for some reason. I couldn't see them, still.

Then I went down more stairs, to a similar sort of platform, also dark and small with several people waiting. I realised I was in the wrong place "that's the yellow line... I want the blue line" I thought, after seeing a yellow line along the tracks. I went up a level again and concluded that platform wasn't right either. I had the impression that each track was for the same line but went opposite directions.

I got out to the surface again, this campus place, but everything looked... fake, almost plastic-like. I walked along the pavements between the grassy bits and there were people around. I reached a point that had one of those blocks you can hit from Super Mario. The dream started to look a bit Minecraft-y, with voids in certain spots on the ground, sky visible. I fell down by accident into a small void pit but fortunately there were some stone blocks there. I climbed up the opposite side and continued walking.

Dream details are starting to go really fuzzy now, remaining memories of particular note only being one of a sword or something and of walking into a different place.

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Notes:

• When I was thinking why I didn't want the chestnuts the reason was a valid waking-life reason, as I currently have some mouth ulcers that I really shouldn't "feed".
• It is peculiar that chestnuts appeared, especially prepared in such an unusual way. I haven't had chestnuts in quite a while, but I haven't been thinking about them. It may be an automatic craving, as this is about the right time of the year, when we used to have chestnuts at my childhood home.
• The Korean man was a waking-life remnant because a friend of ours was discussing the North Korean leader in passing conversation last night.
• The subway, tracks, etc all were very obvious dream-signs that I missed as always. As I was thinking about that part when I was writing it, I was realising that when I've seen trains recently (mostly in games) I've never remembered to do a RC.

Morning of October 3, 2018. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,916-01. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. Readability score: 71.



My dream self is non-lucidly in my den in the Stadcor Street house in Brisbane, where we have not lived for years (since our two oldest were young children). There is clutter of which I am sorting. I pick up several winter sweaters from atop other items on the floor and hang them on a hook on the door. A few are like ones I have had in real life, including a gray one. I also pick up pieces of technology, such as a sound card.

The west wall has a narrow gap under it. I notice that a big dragonfly is headfirst about halfway under it. It seems to be dead. I decide to show it to my youngest son. (My dream self has no recall that he never lived at this address.) When I turn around, the bedroom where Zsuzsanna and our youngest son is is the same room I had just been in, though my dream self does not notice this error. The head of the bed is against the west wall. Zsuzsanna is sitting up in bed. Our youngest son is standing on the opposite side of the room.

I feel intense vibrations in my fingers as the dragonfly is alive and moving its wings. I go to the back door, incorrectly rendered as facing east into the yard rather than south onto the porch, and let it go. It still has trouble flying, so stays near the door.

Looking out the window of the back door after closing the door, I see an American robin (juvenile based on its coloring) hopping out to the center of the backyard. It seems that the bird probably ate the dragonfly, though I did not see this occur. I awake around this time.

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Use of a door or doorway serves as one of two potentials, either triggering the waking process (as here) or triggering lucidity and vivification. A door is a transition from one mode of consciousness to another, in real time.

Birds have been a common point of focus in the last moments of my dreams since early childhood. It is an emerging consciousness factor as an association with the dream self’s fictitious body (not viably understanding where one’s real physical body is, associating the essence of sleeping and dreaming with flight). The dragonfly was a potential for lucidity but did not serve as such. This type of focus, which has occurred in many dreams, is from subliminal awareness of my hands when my dream self’s attention focuses on picking up or moving something.

No preconscious avatar is present. That is most often because of the presence of a dream state indicator, in this case, the bedroom and bed, a feature of at least one dream per sleep cycle since earliest memory and which serves as a precursory liminal awareness of being asleep, thus the preconscious is often not needed in RAS mediation of this type. (That depends on my dream self’s mode and progress of transition from the dream state.)

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Still sleeping about 8 hrs almost every night.

Had a short DILD 2-3 days ago. Just counted my fingers and realized. That's it, lol.

A WILD, I took 3x300 Alpha GPC at 2 am, woke up at 4:30 from a WILD. I saw myself walking between 2 parked trucks, or maybe tight store aisles. I realized I'm dreaming and I'm suddenly there. Later, I'm telling someone that I had a lucid.

Last night:

DREAM1

Like a video game. We have to get someplace. There are couple of possible paths we can take. All over water and some islands, and coral near the surface, so we could walk on it. Tropical waters in some places, cold, muddy, with ice on them in other. Was interesting.

DREAM2

Female leaves with her daughter to a new house. I stay behind with a man to finish packing. I leave in a truck, an 2 houses away from the old house, I feel the car shaking. First it's a long gentle wavy motion, getting stronger, then weaker and stronger again. It ends with 2 sharp jolts. I see a map of so cal in my mind, and I know this was the big one. 7.5. The woman returned and so did I.

Interesting dreams, kinda liked them.

Oct 2 2018

Suburb dusk hill orange green frag

City, F, cat? Frag

Long 9 dream. Mom criticizes F and I drinking sodas and eating swedish fish. We go in another room and I give her a present I prepared before I knew about the swedish fish. It comes in a little box that comes apart. Inside are the words "save" on one side and sth else on the other, in black pen. The present is gummy worms and I already ate one (vivid taste - could feel the sugar crystals, it was an orange and yellow one. She is disappointed and I'm trying to fix the wrapping, then I pull out 2 other things (long chocolate-covered pretzel like longer thicker pocky with no unchocolated "handle", and one of those Lunchable packs but with just real pocky, maybe cheese, and marshmallow fluff. I think at this point we were half in a 9 variation and half in a World Market snack section (I could see the aisles off past the couch. Natural white daylight from windows throughout.

At mall of sorts and/or bad part of town (day residue from warning a friend about New Orleans & Mardi Gras) with F. At first it's the town, we're driving a black sedan into a corner which I've been to alone recently (repitition), there are sketchy people going by. Suddenly realize it's a dead end (concrete wall) and we can't back up. Now we're in a mall rounding a display corner, don't remember what happened next. Orange light.

Go to movie theater, sit around middle on left side, for some reason I'm sitting behind F, it's packed. For some reason there's a listing of titles and showtimes on the screen as if we get to choose now that we're here already. We see a trailer for a new AHS movie which F says is just an episode but I don't believe her, in any case it looks awful. The screen changes and the lights are a little less dim and a college aged announcer guy gets on a microphone and starts to say some partyish stuff (reminds me of leading male from One Day during obnoxious announcer years). Some multicolored lights* start going and a select few people start getting up and dancing. A kid asks F to dance and I step in from behind and put my hand on his shoulder and say "sorry bud, she's taken", in a way that seems nice but he seems dejected. Then he asks me to dance! Not wanting to be inconsistent but feeling bad for him (he kind of looks like and reminds me of a younger version of myself) I kind of do a lame dance and then something I make up on the spot and call "the lightsaber*". He seems happier and F is laughing. Suddenly suction cups are being passed out and some girls are putting them on one of their breasts. I see F with one and get angry but it turns out the girl had one and it got stuck to F's knee. (maybe all of this has to do with my possessiveness?)

Anyway pretty vivid dreams tonight, but as I'm writing I feel like there's a big one I'm missing.

I'm with my class in school but we're traveling. My teacher is very innocent, I'm not sure who she is possibly my fourth grade teacher. I'm walking in my elementary school now and there's a bunch of the teachers from back when I went there walking around. I can hear people talking about how they used to be bad or good. A teacher I used to have specifically for math walked out of her classroom and I thought "ms. so-and-so's fourth grade math was the best." I did enjoy it IRL. We're in the classroom now but it's really strange. Everything else is the same except the floor is gone and in it's place is this giant open expanse of outer space. Hanging between the walls are these rickety wood bridges. On the far side of mine is a large piece of the bridge missing and a few of us are squeezing onto the remaining panels of wood. I accidentally drop my phone into the galaxy. I'm not really freaking out I'm just laughing and a little embarrassed. There's a stereo there with a screen in the class that I somehow am hooking my music up to. I start shuffling through songs and hearing different ones until I hear one I think everyone will like. I turn around and ask "does anyone like Tame Impala?" and people started nodding and one person was freaking out. I played "Past Life" for a little bit speaking along with the speaking part of the song. I started shuffling through again and played songs I didn't think people would like but no one was really saying anything. The dream faded away.

I'm in another country, possibly Italy. Kolby is there with Eva and I believe JP. We're in a hotel and it's early morning. They are woken up and talking about going to drink somewhere. I'm still technically asleep. The dream opens up into a video game world in another country. Tyler R. comes up to me and hands me a christmas present which I open to find a few different video games. One of them is a racing video game featuring these cute little characters. It reminded me of that Sonic the Hedgehog racing game. Anyways we're in the middle of a race track and the game starts to play so I'm now racing around the track. There are little blue mushrooms similar to Mario Kart mushrooms that boost you along. One part of the course goes under water a little bit and you have to find a bubble to bring you back up to the surface. Another part has giant brick walls like a maze you have to get through. I randomly meet this guy along the track and he invites me to join his party of 10 or so people playing the game. Randomly Arttu shows up and we're racing to the finish. At the last moment I get 3 blue mushrooms and speed to the finish. He its me with an item but I barely pass over the finish line to win. Another track starts to load up and I'm thinking there's no way I do as well in this one since I've never played it.

Oct 1 2018

Fragment 1 - With F in hotel or cabin - clearly feels like a form of temporary escape or travel-like lodging. There are layers that we're stacking in order to block this one segment of the house, we try to rearrange them in several different ways. For some reason we don't want to go outside, there's a deep sense of fear. The colors white and black are prominent.

Fragment 2 - In big field helping my dad move something (folding wooden ladder-like structure like an attic pull-down door, but huge. Dad loads it into back of vehicle, I'm laying my body on/across the top of it (several stories up) to "support it". We're driving across a daylit green field. Suddenly he's at the top with me. I see a roach and tell him, it turns out to be a scorpion, he squishes it and it oozes black ichor. Important colors - green, blue, black, wood-brown.

Fragment 3 - Nighttime, in hotel that is based off an elongated version of my apartment block; I'm walking around the outer perimiter and can see in to people's windows clearly. I round the corner and enter the hallway to a seemingly endless hallway of doors. I get spooked by the fact that they're all closed and think about the connection between doorways and expectation and become lucid.

Lucid 1 - I enter the door and see a strange sight - my hairdresser from childhood to the beginning of college, in an all-white small square room. She's a stocky woman with short dyed-red hair in her trademark white and red-dotted shirt and matching shorts. She's standing in the right-backmost corner, facing the wall. To her right there's a black trash can on the floor with her head in it, looking at me. I approach her and say her name, then wake. Important colors - black, white, and red.

Dream 1 - F and I go to an after-hours college professor's dinner. She's rumored to be a murderer or seductress; this is connected to fragments 1 and 3, maybe she's what we were fearing? Here I see several of my high school friends, and we jab at each other for not staying in touch. The woman enters the room and we are all on guard. I can't remember if she killed anyone. Maybe we played a board game or discussed a book. The room was distinct, a deep red.

Note - all of my dreams were extremely emotional and marked by color.

I was no one until I became a prince

I remember that I was waiting for my childhood friend since our mothers had decided to let us meet, without telling us about it first. My friend was late so I went outside the mall for a walk. But as soon as I stepped outside the building I felt dizzy and every step I took made me feel even worse. It even felt like I was going to vomit or even faint as I tried to get to my way back into another entrance of the mall. Just right outside of the entrance I felt so ill, so I sat down on all four and that’s when I threw up. In front of other people. They looked at me, saying things and then kept on walking. I got up and noticed that I felt way better! But now I needed to freshen up before meeting my old friend so I went to one of the bathrooms but there were so many other girls a head in the line. When it was finally my turn I took a shower and then got escorted to the meeting by my dad and sister.

They opened the door to a large room, this is when I noticed that we were not in the mall anymore. Everything and everyone looked like they were taken straight out from the 1600s, even my friend had changed. She had a beautiful pink dress, with blushy cheeks and a white wig. She looked so shy this is also when I noticed something strange about my own appearance.
But instead of wearing a dress I had male clothes and a white wig. Everyone was referring me as the prince and wanted me to dance with my childhood friend. I took her hand and bowed very gracefully. She smiled. I glanced at her and then at everyone else. They looked at us and I could tell someone even whispered that we were such a lovely couple.

This is were I thought the whole thing was really odd and woke up.




Note: Me and my childhood friend was bestfriends in the past but as we became older we just grew apart. We would talk everyday and now I don't even see her once a year even though we live 5 minutes in walking distance away from each other.

Sep 30 2018

(3 dreams, 2 lucids)

pre-star wars interstate/table in front yard, F's car - why are the keys on a table in the front yard? they can be stolen! have to get her car back, getting angry

lucid/semi-lucid star wars dream* (badass)

wbtb (lasted for 3 hours)

lucid with D and 8, and roach antenae then hopping away like a deer, short, got lucid halfway through

space station dream getting a delivery, we were running out, boss says forget about the reeses puffs and then they give us twice the delivery (everyone mad "we could have been getting twice this whole time? we didn't even get any reeses puffs") and guards and cutting ribbon lines (dad, w/ gun or broom) and other stuff (transformed into noir music video at end); remember the black slats on the divider vividly, and the floor; like an arcade! vivid, long

lots of HI and feeling for dream scene, but no successful WILDs
feeling for a white tennis shoe
feeling for a white metal corner with slats on it

*Star Wars dream:
I'm in the office of 9. My best friend (A) and his previous long-time girlfriend (T) are there. There's also another girl from the previous dream who has orange hair (we'll call her O; I had a feeling she might have been a manifestation of my guide). A has a hooked nose unlike in real life, and he's standing next to the bookcase in the far left corner comforting T. O is sitting in a chair looking at me. It's a persecution-style dream, someone is going to eradicate us. I think I had to kill someone in the office, someone was a traitor. I become lucid but decide that instead of pursuing goals I'll let the dream take me wherever it was intending to go. I have a lightsaber and there was someone else there (my dad or F?) who had one, so I offered the group mine thinking that the other person and I could take them with just one lightsaber. They declined and I decided against it anyway, I would need it. So instead I give them a purplish greenish small box of parts to make their own. The dream shifts and I'm in the front yard in the passenger seat of the van. My sister and F are across the street selling pumpkins (as a disguise/to make it seem normal that we're there and that we have nothing to hide). They need to close up so we can go. In the car with me is O, and my dad and possibly mom are near the car. [I say something to someone.] Sister brings me a pumpkin in F's WL purse, it's ripping, I tell them to stop messing around, there's danger. Eventually the scene transitions and the pumpkin stand disappears, it's darker outside, I can tell Sith are coming. I think I told the van to drive away but I can't remember now.

I walk to the curb and it's much darker like a storm's coming, dust blows by me dramatically and I see two white Hutts at the very end of the street. I remember now that I had told them in the van not to fire their blasters unless they had to, because if they did the others would know where they were. For this reason I don't draw my lightsaber yet (it's probably about 6 houses until the end of the street so I have some distance to cross). When I reach about halfway I notice three more Sith, they looked like Tuscan raiders. Unexpectedly one of the Hutts charged me! It was much faster than I expected because instead of slithering towards me it floated/levitated towards me at an alarming rate. It also held its red lightsaber in a fully forward way, arms up and forward at the chest. It was very intimidating. It also had force lightning. By this point, I had succumbed to the dream's validity to the point where I was still lucid in awareness, but it was more like an elevated state of consciousness and control of my own actions, not control of the dream. In any case I didn't think to use dream powers but was limited to the constraints of the universe, so because I had a blue lightsaber, I only had force push, and becuase they had red, they also had force lightning. So essentially we would circle around each other while facing each other, him sending lightning at me and me pushing or lightsabering it away. This was very intense and I was still only facing one of them. Once I had sen that the van was gone, I decided to flee as I couldn't face them all. I think I may have killed one of the Tuscan raiders first? I ran to a kid's bicycle and as I boarded it, one of the raiders had come up behind me on a Star Wars bike. I used the force to lift the bike up and start flying. The raider and I get into a contest of side-swiping and I dismount him. I have to pull up because there's a white fence/gate at the end of my street.

Now the sky had gone from storm-blue with dust in it to full-on apocalypse brown. I was flying past twisted trees and power lines, turning sideways to dodge them. At some point the dream faded.

Most of these dreams came from day residue; the SW part came from listening to an episode of MBMBAM discussing naming a kid Anakin; we recently got a new end table by our front door where we leave our everyday carried items, and it's next to a window with blinds so I recently thought "what if they can see through those?"; the arcade-themed space station was due to seeing a Dave and Busters-themed scene in the show F was watching (I think Once Upon a Time). Anyway the lightsaber fighting was badass, even though it wasn't as conscious as it could have been; but it probably would have been much shorter if I had been fully lucid the whole time, so I'm in part glad that the dream and the threats it posed felt 100% real.

Interesting note: At the end of the SW dream, I was in an FA with the layout of my room being slightly different and although my eyes were closed, I could see a thin strip of light in front of me (in reality, this would have been to the right of me). I sat recalling my dreams and had a brief visualization/WILD attempt within the FA! Then I woke up. For some reason I wrote in my DJ that it's possible I had the SW dream stemming from visualizations during my FA? Interesting but I don't remember about the FA to say for sure now.

Date of Dream: SAT 29 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 437 - Separated Sections

Dream 437 A - Trying On My Wardrobe
I don’t remember much about this dream; it took place at my old house. I was in my bedroom and I was trying on this huge array of clothes that I had in my wardrobe. Some fit and some didn’t, I was trying to see what clothes I needed to give away to charity. At the end of the dream, I remember specifically trying on a purple belt that I really liked the look of and so said I should wear it more often. That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 437 B - Just Come As You Are (Lucid Dream 27)
The dream started with me at my other grandparents’ house, although I forgot what was specifically going on. When I went into the sitting room, there was mention of some Wii game simulation that I would be a part of. I then entered into the scene of the Wii game simulation, it was some kind of snow slide with a dark frosty sky. 18-Volt could be seen from the back and he was realistically textured. The dream also changed his clothing to be a short-sleeved maroon coloured t-shirt and medium toned denim jeans. His skin was a bit lighter than usual and he had brown frizzy but somewhat spiky hair and it wasn’t tied up either; rather it was was a shorter haircut overall. He also wore glasses with clear lenses that had thick black frames around them.

So first, the dream showed 18-Volt from the back but then it went over to my perspective, where I was sitting on his lap as he slid. He had me strapped in with his arms, having them placed around my stomach, as I leaned back, sinking my upper back into his chest. The environment around us was cold but I rather felt very warm and perceived 18-Volt’s temperature to be near hot, almost as if he operated like a heater. As 18-Volt leaned back slightly as he was sliding, I almost felt like falling asleep at some points.

I was then on the slide again but this time, I was by myself. There were soon these paper obstacles that I can’t exactly describe but I aimed to jump on each and every one of them. At the end of this slide run, this holographic board was shown and apparently it showed who I went with for each go. I went with 18-Volt for about the first six or seven times and then after that, I rode with some other characters, including Waluigi one time, which I actually felt awkward about when I found out.

The dream then changed scenes and I was back in the main dimension with my mum. We were talking about our visit to the other grandparents’ house although I forgot what was specifically said. We were now in our local area, near the primary school and we entered into this stranger’s house. Back in their front yard, just under the carport, my mum and I were discussing about what bows to choose for my other grandma’s present.

We came to this large, skinny gift bag that was sitting on a chair and there were all these bows in it. I picked out a bow and told my mum what I thought of it. We ended up picking out a lime green coloured one but it wasn’t chosen after some discussion. The next bow we pulled out was a red colour and it had some spiky points and stars on it along with some gold speckles; we decided that this would be the bow to use for the present as it suited my other grandma’s personality the most.

After this, I started walking down the hill alone. I was slowly, aimlessly wandering down the road, I was thinking about the bow picking with my mum and although absolutely no reality check was performed, I somehow became aware that this was all a dream. Straight away, without hesitation, my intention clicked over to call 18-Volt. Amazingly, I now had my wits about me just like I was existing in waking life. So I mentally planned out what I was going to do; I was going to trick the dream into thinking that I had no intentions to use 18-Volt for an elevator scene.

As I continued to mosey along down the road, I called out “18-Volt!”, no response, “18-Volt!”. And then I went on to say “Please come! Don’t worry about the elevator scene! Just come as you are and we’ll find something else to do together!”. I continued to talk in a similar fashion and that’s when the most miraculous thing happened. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw 18-Volt start to walk up from the bottom of the hill. It was even more impressive (and somewhat scary) because I had the standard waking-life awareness. I decided to remain quiet for a few seconds just to see what would happen and 18-Volt just continued to slowly march up the hill. His appearance was WarioWare Gold but with semi-realistic textures.

Once the reality of the situation had sunk in, I became so excited that this time, I ran up to 18-Volt. When I was close enough, he stopped where he was in the middle of the hill and when I finally got to him, I hugged him. After hugging me back, he picked me up and, because of waking-life awareness, I took an extra step to greet him; I kissed him on the cheek. He got startled but in a good way as he must have been previously zoned out. He then gave me a kiss on the cheek, not only that, he kissed me on the other cheek as well. I then kissed him on his other cheek also.

When I thought I had done enough of the formalities, I then asked him to take me for an elevator scene. He smiled at me, in agreement but also as if he knew and was amused that I was trying to trick the dream earlier on. Although a seemingly average guy in video-game portrayals; in the dream world, he’s very smart and he knew the temperament of an uncooperative sub-conscience. He made sure I was comfortable and then continued in the direction that he was originally going in. The dream then faded into another scene.

We were now at an unknown shopping centre, 18-Volt carrying me in the same position as we were at the end of the previous scene. I was facing in towards him as he had one hand on my upper back and one hand on my butt, supporting my weight. To make sure I was extra secure, I had my legs wrapped around him. At some points of the dream though, he turned me around so I was facing outwards, with my back leaning into him as he had his arms locked around my stomach area. Although my legs were dangling, it didn’t feel like I was about to drop and rather he still supported my weight very well.

In one of the parts of the dream where I was facing outwards, we walked past some lift doors but I didn’t think they were quite right; the door looked too dark and so I thought the inside would be dark as well. As 18-Volt continued walking slowly so I could look around, I said to him, “I just need to look for the right elevator, one that doesn’t look too dark and is rather half decent”. Indeed a lot of areas in the shopping centre weren’t very well lit and so I thought the results would be dodgy.

18-Volt and I decided that we would go to the end of the shopping centre where there would hopefully be a lot of windows, therefore lighting up the area appropriately like a real life surrounding. In the areas where there weren’t any lifts around, 18-Volt turned me back around to face in towards him, in a way, signalling for me to have a rest. In-fact whenever I was facing in towards him, there was always this warm, pleasurable sensation that I would feel, more in some areas and less in some others.

It felt like ages but eventually, we came to one end of the shopping centre, on the ground floor, leading to an undercover car park and although it was still dark, I thought we’d try that elevator as it looked better than the others I had seen. At this point, 18-Volt had me facing outwards as he carried me towards the door. He stopped a few metres away so I could observe the door opening from a reasonable distance. When the door to the elevator opened, there was some red and orange paint-like stuff in there.

18-Volt turned me back in so he could talk to me. In an accurate version of his voice from WarioWare Gold, including the American accent, he said to me, “You might wanna take your top off. The red and orange colours in there will raise your blood pressure. You’re gonna get hot”. I’m surprised he actually knew something about colour psychology. He must have also said that considering he knew how much I was going to panic when I was in there. I ended up taking off my top layer which I discovered to be my light mint green Review cardigan.

He then said to me, “Do you mind if I go to the bathroom to take my jacket off?”. My mind was envisioning that he would be wearing a deep blue-green short-sleeved t-shirt underneath. My physiological signs though were saying something else; I was shaking and my heart was racing, I could literally feel the frantic pulse! After some hesitation, he said, “Actually, I’m not gonna worry about it”. He felt that I didn’t want to be left alone in front of the elevator and that I thought the dream could make him go missing if he left my sight.

I was then turned to face outwards again as 18-Volt brought me right up to the door. He stood there silently for a few seconds, waiting for my breathing and pulse to reduce before he would press the button to open the door. The dream then took a slight turn; a woman walked by and seemed like she was interested in what 18-Volt was doing. She stood a couple of metres from us and made a comment that it was interesting, the method that 18-Volt was using would be constructive to parenting rather than the typical approach of bullying the child. It felt like she was actually re-evaluating the way she treated her own child.

The lift doors soon opened and 18-Volt proceeded to calmly and slowly take me in. The woman also ended up coming in and as this was happening, the dream was beginning to play this sub-scene. There was this electronic touch-screen board in the elevator, sponsored by Big W, where you could construct a mean phrase for a parent to say to their child. While still in 18-Volt’s arms, I tried to create a phrase myself but since I was lucid, I realised that none of the phrases made sense and so I didn’t know which ones to join together. After pressing a few buttons, I woke up.



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 437: Results (Competition #7)

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

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



Points For This Entry: 36.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Non-Lucid Fragment: First Section of 437 B (0.5)
- First Lucid Of The Night (10.0)
- Summon Dream Guide While Lucid: 18-Volt (10.0)
- New Personal Goal While Lucid: Successfully have 18-Volt take you for lift fear control (15.0)

+ Previous Total: 110.0
Total Accumulated Points: 146.0

Morning of September 30, 2018. Sunday.

Reading time (optimized): 3 min. Readability score: 58.



With my transient dream self’s presence in a non-lucid dream, when the personified subconscious loses its viable connection to both the unconscious mind and the current conscious self identity and my conscious self is virtually annihilated, there are still threads that hold logical potential to pull my dream self back into reality.

Having studied the subliminal, liminal, and lucid modes of my dream self since early childhood, most of my dreaming and waking processes have remained unequivocal. Since childhood, certain anchoring factors have maintained the foundation of the dream state by way of the virtuous circle effect, either by establishing non-lucid dream control or the presence of the emerging consciousness that brings about apex lucidity or clarity in otherwise distorted erroneous sequences. Understanding such processes is what brings about non-lucid dream control and eradication of so-called bad dreams (other than when prescience or transpersonal communication is a factor, especially when biological or health-related).

Certain aspects of the dream state may seem strange and illogical but have known explanations inherent to the dream state itself. For example, the library and bookstore settings have a dream self essence that is closer to my current conscious self identity. That is a result of subliminal preparedness for using thinking skills that typically do not exist in the dream state, modes of thought that automatically vivify and clarify my dream (as the subconscious self is incapable of discerning spoken language, symbolism, numbers, or text unless subliminal, liminal, or lucid conscious threads are present). I knew this in childhood and was able to take advantage of it.

The preparatory process is extant and dominant in this dream. I am in the Nundah bookstore with Zsuzsanna and our children as we appear now. The bookstore, as since childhood, is an anchor of my current conscious self. That is why I am aware of threads of my present life and marriage even if we have not been to the Nundah bookstore in many years in reality and its layout and appearance in my dream is erroneous in many ways. (Additionally, my focus on where we live is incorrect as is most often the case. I think of Barolin Street, where we have not lived in years, which was also in Bundaberg, not Brisbane. Once again, I find fascination with the multiple errors in specific combinations that my dreams never render more than once.)

The bookstore has new and secondhand books and a lot of comic books. I walk past a section with history books. Before I look around, I tell our youngest son to come into the store, as he is standing in the heavy rain. Our middle son is outside as well but in the storefront portico. I consider that they may want to go home, but after several attempts, I get them to come into the store. I am calling them from about the center of the store rather than near the entrance. That may be because I am subliminally aware that a door is a dream’s exit point (though can be used to trigger or augment lucidity).

I study many comic book covers, too numerous to describe in detail. I decide to buy four. The last one is a hardcover graphic novel wrapped in plastic. The price is $19.95. The cover features Spider-Man, in a black costume, with his left arm missing with some gore. The story relates to a long battle with Puma, similar to a comic book story I have not looked at or thought about for years.

I see a display with four new comic books with different titles that have a related storyline. It relates to a new X-Men series. I consider buying one but decide not to, as I would have to buy them all to understand their continuity (which would be too expensive).

I tell Zsuzsanna that the total is about fifty dollars. It is $35.94. Two are fifty cents, and another is $14.99.

I notice Christmas decorations in one section of the bookstore. I see Zsuzsanna’s baby pram near the back of the store. We will be going home soon.

Vestibular system correlation begins in the final scene, personifying as a young girl performing ballet in an open area that looks like the local library rather than a bookstore and where a few people are sitting at tables and reading. She does a cartwheel “into” me. I wake.

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There was a storm today, so my dream was correct about heavy rain coming when there has been hardly any rain for months.

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Note: Technically, this wasn't a dream. Not entirely sure why I felt like putting on the DJ. Last night I was listening to the OST from STRAFE through some old headphones (80s I think) I have which make me almost unable to hear/feel the room if no music is playing, and I just had my eyes closed while listening.

The soundtrack feels a bit "melancholic" to me in general, but others might not think of it that way. I wasn't trying to think of anything in particular and some imagery formed, though with little vividness, hardly any more vivid than regular imagination. Forgot some of the details, since this was last night before going to sleep.

I couldn't recall any actual dreams today, my focus on waking up wasn't in the right place and ironically I'd forgotten about intents last night.

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As I was listening to second half of the OST, I had thoughts come and go of "darkness". Not vivid but dream-like imagery of being pulled down by my "dream" arm into pits - swarms of spiders and insects would appear and I wondered why it was that I could never have visualised a scene like this without feeling fear or horror in the past. Though the imagery wasn't strong, I still felt some disgust at some of the insects, particularly big ones.

This repeated itself in different ways a few times mixed with other passing thoughts I can't remember, related to the imagery. I remember thinking that this probably wasn't what I was "looking for" and thinking that it was interesting that a dream-like setting had formed.

Then as the soundtrack got into the last quarter the thoughts went sort of into the actual in-game area that the track would play in, though the imagery was still relatively weak vs an actual dream, I could sort of feel a dream-body and started remembering the black lizard from another of my DJ entries.
I started wanting to spot him but instead I realised that I was that lizard this time, seeing from first-person, but wearing a labcoat (which is one of my artificial dream-signs) and though I couldn't visualise clearly, I tried to do hand/finger reality checks; counting wasn't possible due to the low duration of physical memory and lack of "vision" - but passing my clawed fingers through my other hand's palm worked.

Though I was fully aware of the music being outside this and the fact that I was sitting on a chair, I felt it was important to try and do a RC to see if my mind would agree with what I was wanting to do. The place the "dream" body was in, was indeed dream-like, despite being awake.

As the music progressed I remember running through the halls of Athena (the in-game area) as if it were in the actual game, getting "deeper" into the area, "looking" down at my "dream" legs, noticing that they were scaly and black and that the feet were dinosaur-like, with 3 front claws and 1 rear claw or something like that; the in-game enemies were appearing and I attacked them with the claws I had and my large reptilian mouth, eating some of the smaller enemies and making particular note of all the blood that was showering from the enemies, just like it would in the game. I wondered, was this the darkness I was looking for? I concluded it wasn't. I tried to taste the blood but the sense wasn't strong enough since I could still feel my actual mouth too. I tried using the channeling effect from Warframe with my attacks but while this did disintegrate the enemies into energy, more seemed to appear from the dispersed energy.

As the music got to the last track I had on the list, which is the music for the final room in Athena, I realised I was standing where the boss would be. There was the player character down below in the chamber; he was autonomous and attacked the boss control room tower and shot towards me too, not penetrating the glass with the bullets. For some reason I taunted him by licking the glass, noticing the tongue to not be reptilian-like but being long, with somewhat better visuals than before. Then I remember breaking the glass and crawling down the wall as a lizard would and going for the player character and killing him; the hordes of enemies that were attacking him turned to me instead and I remember fighting them and soon after the music ended and the imagery ended, as if I'd" woken" up, despite having been "awake" the whole time.

Edit: Forgot to remove private entry checkbox, so changed that. (I sometimes check it so I don't post by accident when I'm sleepy and everything is half-typed ).

Edit2: Added a name to the title of the DJ entry so I can find it more easily when I'm looking for it.

Date of Dream: FRI 28 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 436 - Eastland Space

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my mum, grandma and I were going through a distorted version of Eastland Shopping Centre. Level 1, 2 and 3 were shops but there was also level 4 and 5 which was car parks and weird shops. We were still in the car when my mum drove onto the escalators and interestingly enough, the car stayed on there. I noticed though that once we were on level 5, my mum was driving the car into an elevator and so I immediately got out.

My mum and grandma stepped out of the car to see what was wrong and I told them. Apparently only these two elevators would lead to an area called “Eastland – Space”, which I can’t really describe. One elevator had circular lights and was very dark inside, the other one had triangular signal lights and was well lit inside; I could see from far away when the doors were open.

They asked me if I was sure I didn’t want to go with them. I told them I’d wait in the main part of the shopping centre as I walked around there. There was this odd fruit market in the level 5 car park that I was walking around while talking to my mum and grandma. One last time, they asked me if I was sure and I said yes. In the back of my mind, I was thinking, “I’d only ever be willing to take one with 18-Volt (or Dreamy WB)”. My mum and grandma then went in but they didn’t go with the car. I then saw a random guy walk into the dark elevator and then the dream ended.



Dream Challenges
- 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 436: Results (Competition #7)
Competition Night: 27
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 8.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- 7-Day Recall Chain (7.0)

+ Previous Total: 102.0
Total Accumulated Points: 110.0

Date of Dream: THU 27 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 435 - Get Back In There!

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in some swampy area but it also looked like some fictional realm. I was going to jump down from some tall tower-like contraption and hopefully end up landing on this pink inflatable that was floating on the water. The only thing is though, when I landed, I knocked the pink inflatable away and sunk right down into the water.

This guy ended up pulling me out but I don’t know how to describe him. He was working as one of the safety officers for the area. He mentioned something about my “sacha” but I didn’t know who that was. I said to him that it was my aunty that I was doing something with and he said to me, correcting me, “that’s your sacha”. I can’t remember what else happened in this scene.

I was then in an unknown indoor area and TH was there. He was constructing something related to craft but I forgotten specifically what it was. I ended up offering to help him by cutting off the excess ribbons that were initially attached to the fabric. Once I had finished cutting the last of the ribbons, although he was in the room, I sent him a message on Facebook. Straight away, I received a reply saying “Thanks <3 ”. That scene then ended.

For the last scene of the dream, I was walking around my backyard when I started to call for 18-Volt, remembering the need for him to help me ride an elevator. I walked up and down the hill, at first with there being no response. Eventually though, I could hear rattling noises whenever I passed a bedroom window. These noises made me scared though and so I would always pace away from the windows rather than looking to see what was going on.

Eventually, my grandma sticks her head out of one of the windows as she notices me looking for 18-Volt. She tells me that he’s in the next door neighbour’s backyard. So I go up the hill and climb the fence, perching myself on it and trying to keep my balance as I stick my head over. I see heaps of people in their backyard but not 18-Volt. Apparently though, I discovered that with enough effort, one of the people in there would turn into 18-Volt himself.

A member of the crowd started to go into the garage where the transformation would apparently happen. Once they came out though, nothing happened and so I stepped in to facilitate the procedure. There was one man in the backyard that looked close to 18-Volt and so I chose him… He had the dark skin and his hair was up in a frizzy stick style already. Though when he walked into the garage and out again, nothing happened.

I gestured for him to go back in there but when he did, I saw him trying to secretly swap with a lady. Once he came out though, I caught him and I went “Nah uh! Get back in there!” as I pointed harshly towards the garage. Some guy wearing a blue painted mask on his face appeared and said that his name was Wind. He said he would go in there but I was feeling an energy from him like I was going to wake up if he went.

I was polite to this guy and told him “I don’t want you to go in there because you overwork yourself. I picked that guy because he’s got the African-like hair, the braids, the jacket”. Rather than the Wind guy going nasty, he actually smiled and graciously accepted. And then 18-Volt was actually starting to appear as a hologram beside my house in his realistic Game and Wario – Cover appearance. As this was happening though, I woke up.



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 435: Results (Competition #7)
Competition Night: 26
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: 101.0
Total Accumulated Points: 102.0