non-lucid

Dream 89: Not So Lethal Lava Land

The whole dream was in this faux 2D perspective. Sometimes I could see the environment in first person, and others I saw from third person. The entire dream looked like a video game. Everything was a sprite, from the foreground to the background. At the end of the dream I remember getting cornered by a bunch of purple dragon things and being eaten alive, so that's fun.


Dream 90: You Said Room Temperature, Right?

Daytime, grass covered yard in between my house and a neighbor's. I'm talking with a friend about the pink gecko I have outside my house (True story, geckos often like to clime on my windows). I told him/her that I managed to keep one as a pet, and made it a little dirt home.

When I got to its little home, I saw that it had died inside of the water. My reasoning within the dream was that it was too cold for the lizard and it died of hypothermia. Its eyes were glowing a light green.


Dream 91: Fragment

Another school fragment. Nothing much to talk about here.

I had a dream that started with me looking at a poster with the moon on it. I think it was a historical thing about the moon landing. I was talking to my parents about it. We needed to get to a destination from the school we were at and someone gave us a map. My mom took the map and showed it to my dad and myself. As we were looking at it we saw that there were several paths leading to our destination, and while most were marked with a little flag picture with the letter B, some were marked with A. A lady told us that if we went through the areas marked with A and avoided the ones with B we would get extra points. So that is what we did. I talked to my dad about some TV show as we went.

When we arrived we were in front of a big hospital. My dad was saying that this pile of dirt in front of the hospital was a great place for what we were planning (I can't remember what we were planning). A fire started in front of the hospital and we were tasked with finding someone in the hospital that can help. I remember asking my mom why we didn't just call the fire department.

After searching for a bit we couldn't find the person we were looking for and so my dad made an announcement to everyone in the room about the fire and who we were looking for. This caused everyone to panic and run around in circles. I walked outside and an old friend was telling me to jump in his car. I walked toward the car about I guess I was too slow because my friend got out and three girls got in the car with the driver and drove off. Two other boys I knew from a long time ago, one from high school and one from when I was very little, found us and we all started walking to the school together.

I saw the boy I knew from when I was very young pull out a plastic bag with Nintendo DS cartridges in it. "You still play Nintendo DS?" I asked him.

"Yeah, these are just the games that I like." He told me.

"I never really got into those," I replied, looking that the games he was sifting through, "but that is awesome for you. You should do whatever you want."

At this point the boy I knew from high school started talking about how much fun he had had playing pokemon. This started up a conversation wherein we all discussed our experiences with the game. They were both astonished when I told them I never really played a pokemon game until high school.

When we arrived at the school I had trouble getting through the front door because I was apparently wearing a really big, overstuffed backpack that I hadn't noticed until this point. I crawled into an open window for some reason.

Date of Dream: SUN 27 MAY - 2018



Dream No. 344 - Ridiculously Flamin' Lift

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at a distorted version of Chisholm Institute and there were both Killester students and Chisholm students there. I was working on a group assignment and one of my classmates PL sent me off to do something. I walk down a corridor and down some stairs where I met up with a group of Killester girls but I forgot what we were doing; it was a part of the assignment.

I found soon though that I had lost them and I was now by myself, wondering where to go. I then eventually discovered that they were all in the classrooms upstairs and so I had to find a way to get to them; the dream didn't think about rationality and so I didn't end up using the stairs. Instead, Dreamy WB appeared in her holographic form, this time wearing the Killester summer uniform, and was giving me some facial cues. I automatically knew what this was, she was giving me another chance to face my fear of lifts with her.

Standing in the middle of the main foyer on the ground floor, I was yelling out to the dream to create a reasonable looking lift so that Dreamy WB could take me into it and return to the classrooms that way. Nothing was happening and so I yelled out again, this time with Dreamy WB listening in, she went into the floating sitting position and whipped me up onto her lap to try and get the dream to do something.

Even after Dreamy WB's contribution, the dream wouldn't budge. I called out a third time, feeling as if though I almost wanted to throw curse words out at this dream. Finally, the dream seemed to have listened as some lift shaft appeared in the middle of the area but it didn't look too great and I was absolutely terrified of it. It was made of all this green, rotten-like, broken wood and there was a fire all the way up the shaft. It literally just looked like some broken down skinny house that was three or four floors high and was on fire.

I screamed and in a concern, Dreamy WB flew me up vertically herself; I was looking forward but could see one of her arms around my stomach, the blue but see-through sleeve of her VCE jumper and her brown but see-through hand. As she and I neared the top of the the burning shaft, I saw the the passenger area of the lift was at the top and the flames in there were spewing with bright orange embers flying off them.

I then look to the top balcony, Dreamy WB looking up as well, and catch sight of man there in chequered shirt and jeans. He seemed to be a distorted, slightly younger version of Jure and somehow, I figured that he was the one behind the appearance of the lift. Once I knew, I gave him the harshest telling off ever and told him that I was looking for a real, reasonable looking lift that Dreamy WB could help me face my fears in. I then woke up.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 344: Results (Competition #3)
Competition Night: 26
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry:
Calculation Details:
- 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 136.0
Total Accumulated Points: 142.0

Last night:
+ "that is a very dream-like sky..." (continues non-lucid, doh!), observing closely the streamers (kind of like nori/seeweed) floating towards the house in the wind (childhood home living room)

+ observing that in the main hall of the LH science museum, there is a banquet table set up in the center. I point this out to my friend, but the entire level is rotating around the center and the view keeps getting blocked.

+ [vague] in some entry hall, speak to a woman, looking for her later

+ [vague] in a group gathering preparing to fight a conflict?

Two nights ago:
earlier:

+ throwing a frisbee with someone across a field, several throws/catches

+ closely observing row of sinks filled with colorful sand, think about washing it down (will it clog?), see water/sludge/sewage flow through open pipes down below

later:

+ drive-through ATM (am I blocking other cars?), traffic (waiting for a free spot then entering the flow), strange card reader attached to window of car (do I need to use this reader?)

+ kids & inner tube fall out of water slide tube onto ground, "hey look at that!" I say. They don't seem to mind. In the pool, under water, take tentative breath before "remembering" that I can't breathe underwater.

+ [vivid] driving in B hills, miss street, decide to head down to left, walking down "hanging stairway" outside house below, woman there, stairs are clogged with toys, "I understand" I say (about so many toys). The stairway is steep so I decide to fly/float down, and use "control" to cause a soft landing. Then I'm on the deck of childhood home and go in through the sliding glass door.

+ in parking garage parking car, lots of other cars

+ trying to walk but a crowd on young people (foreign tourists) are blocking my way. "Go! ... Go!" I tell them and the crowd starts moving forwards. Moving through crowd, see a partially naked girl and try to see more as I walk by.

+ at a pool

+ in the pool, there is a crowd of young people inside (after their lunch break?), getting out of the pool I notice a girl in a one-piece.

Three nights ago?

+ someone talking about / complaining about "BCPL programming" and I say it's actually quite a decent language. In the computer center and I'm thinking (saying?) about the choice between laser and line printing (the code to the BCPL compiler?).

+ in a room with lots of bedding on the floor, there are two rooms with wall separating them, I'm trying to decide on which side I should place my bedding, trying to make sure I have enough space, there is a petite girl at the front of the room I'm checking out in black leggings.

so these dreams is I'm always staring at girls then I get the nerve wrecking pinch that makes me want to do something else then about a hour a later I want to stare at girls again then when I recall it only last 8 to eleven minutes every time I have this dream

Whoa, did not expect to be gone for 26 days (Around that anyway, I don't care). And I missed my 100th day anniversary, so that's a shame. But enough of that, let's get started.


Dream 87: Bus

Just a fragment. I remember sitting on the window seat of a bus while looking out through the window. It was sunset, and there were two girls in the parking lot, a couple. I stared at them for a couple seconds until the taller one with the shorter hair looked at me and I looked away.


Dream 88: Educational Hijinks

Except there are no hijinks to be found. I was just getting from one class to the other--not very interesting. This was also a pretty dull fragment.

There were a lot of things to note, but somehow, I lost memory of most of them. Still, I did recall the only lucid portions I had.

Scrap Group 1
At my old job at the gas station. A blond guy in his late teens early twenties tries to buy booze and a gallon of milk. His ID, though seemingly legit, claimed he was born in 1977. I'd no choice but to refuse the sale, much to his dismay.

Dream 1 - Gakko

Various unknown transitions. The visuals were erratic, starting blurred, then spontaneously phasing from clarity and back. Already lucid. I couldn't tell where I was (had tunnel vision initially), but could note a stoop in front of me. Seated there was a light skinned brown haired kid in his late teens, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, and a distinct wide gap in his front teeth. He looked morose.

"Hey", I muttered "Everything ok?"

The guy glanced up. "Help!", he yelled. "I've been trying to get a lucid. But every time I try, monsters come out and attack me!" He starts pleading more more urgently. "I was told I need to yell out 'Gakko!' when I see them. If I don't, mom shows up and says it, but in a very annoying way!"

"Gakko?"

Just then, the guy's ma, a plain, middle aged woman dressed in a jean ensemble and with similarly splayed teeth, pops out of nowhere. She blurted out "Gakko", clicking obnoxiously loud during the hard consonants, and vanished promptly.

"See what I mean!" The kid looks down, frustrated. "If I could get at least two minutes..."

I found this all humorous at his expense, but didn't express as much. Besides, helping a fellow "dreamer" out was something I've never done yet, and looked more fun too. "Well", I said, "let's get started."

The surroundings roll out of view, as if props on a stage (which coincidentally did away with my tunnel vision). Both of us were now on a small island bare of anything but sand, the ambient waters still, and a clear blue sky above. Through will, I flew us both far up high. Music, specifically, Dim Jungle from Golden Axe III, then sounded in the background. The kid yammered on nervously, afraid he was gonna mess up his chance at a dream.

"Look", I murmured, "just breath slowly. Concentrate on your breaths. Forget about everything else."

He looked perplexed. "But... what about the dream?"

"You'll dream longer with a tempered mind. Don't worry about your emotions, or any of this. Breathe." Heh. Look at me, acting like some wise man. Still, the advice was as much for myself as for the guy, and so I followed as much.

Soon enough, several of the aforementioned monsters descended upon us. Comically, these appeared as colorful Muppet-like creatures. I shot ki-blasts at each, wiping the lot of them with ease. I only remembered seconds later to say the kid's mantra, 'Gakko'. Quite some time passed before subsequent waves arrived, each with fewer numbers and increasing duration between them. My vision got too blurred at times, during which I asked the guy's help in pointing out targets. Either way, all of these hostiles were dispelled just as effortlessly.

As the song was closing its second loop, I sensed I wasn't long for the dream. To cap things off, I charged an aura, fiercer and larger than I've ever managed, reaching up to 12 yards in radius. I then released it all as a hail of energy orbs. The dream collapsed soon afterwards.

Just a bunch of scraps, besides log 1122, which has its own entry.

Log 1120 - Tapped Out at The Moment
Created Wednesday 23 May 2018

Preparing a meal at the kitchen. There's a black paper bag of whole wheat flour labeled "emergency food", or something like that.

Log 1121 - Factory Criminal Enterprise, Pie Party, Urban Apartment, and Bedbug Obsession Scraps
Created Thursday 24 May 2018

Watching Batman - The Animated Series. The owner of a factory (whom looked like Bing Crosby) sneaks into his workplace at midnight. Inside, troupe of a criminals were busy smuggling merchandise, all part of a prior agreement. But now, the owner wanted out, thinking the conspiracy was no longer profitable. When hearing this, the thugs glanced at each other, then roared in laughter. Enter the gang's leader, a man who looked suspiciously similar to Mr. Burns from the Simpsons. He supposedly allows the owner to leave, and with a substantial bonus for "insurance". He then fired warning shots at the man. After that, the owner's cat appeared, of which the gang leader coyly threatened to kill.

At home. The family and I are eating a variety of desserts. My niece, Erica, didn't seem to like the baked apple tarts, but loved the fried peach pies.

Living in an urban apartment suite.

King of the Hill dream, save that the Hills' home was my own. Luanne had a bizarre obsession with bedbugs, unwilling to be rid of them, despite their threats to the health of herself, those around her, and her baby.

Log 1123 - Awakening Score Counter, Imp Ride Attack, and More Gas Station Scraps
Created Saturday 26 May 2018

Recurring dream about falsely waking up in an unknown apartment room. Each time a video game-esque point counter would appear, scoring me based on how I woke up.

Something about a group and I taking an unwilling roller coaster ride straight to hell. My brother, Joao, was a fellow passenger. It was quite a drop to get there. This hell didn't appear terrible, mostly just ancient ruins. Similarly, its denizens were merely whimsical little imps. Even so, these creatures weren't completely innocuous, shooting us with blow darts at every turn. Somehow, I fell off, and was instantly transformed into such a demon. Quite a bitter pity, as I learned the ride was almost at an end.

At my old job at the gas station. This moody, lazy goth girl was a supposed co-worker. Some of her friends arrived, causing trouble. Between that, I noticed a kid trying to steal various things. In a flagrant breach of protocol, I caught him, took the stuff back, then threw him out of the store.

1352 words

Closing computer at 7:30. I read alot of LD material today on r/luciddreaming and did more RC's than usual. Esp. when seeing smokers, a major dream sign. Let's see how this one turns out.

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12:27 AM: I had some early dreams. One thing with my Uncle C that was forgotten. Another thing with MB and getting a 4-4 on a test, but 4-4 was a perfect score. So he was very impressed as he handed it back to me.


Then went back to sleep. I dreamed that I was on the beach. The local beach accross from another state. Everyone's parents were supposed to teach them to fly but they never taught me. So it was about how them not teaching me to fly stunted my development.


There was a forum thread about a website called somethinghopeless. It was about some kind of game. I posted something in there. It was eventually closed, probably because it linked to an outside link for something the main website couldo do.

My Dad had to leave early due to a flight. Mom thought he was going for gambling but I told her it was some kind of helpful purpose. I really thought so. Later in te dream, Dad had a jet pack thing that he could use to fly. It was dark grey and shaped like a rocket. It showed him landed in this pool place in a hotel resort, deciding where to set up his tent.

It was kind of fun because my Mom and I got to be flown around by him carrying us and flying around. We had to go somewhere. Almost got caught in the place Dad was scoping out as a grey van drove by and we were there too early. I remember trying to climb back up the fence with nails as foot posts. (facing in) and someone kept saying something like, "You wish you know now what you knew then" or "You wish you knew them what you know now".


A big bodybuilder fellow came over and gave me a piggy back ride. I was supposed to be figuring out how to put my shoes on. There was some heavy metal music and he kept saying how he would squat 315 for 6.

Then it showed this hip-hop music video thing with a series of curtains I'd pass through. I told C I sisn't like this kind of thing.

Well, I don't remember those very clearly but enough of them. I had a good day but didn't practice any waking life recall. Just didn't want to. So, IDK if that will lower my dream recall tonight. I will just be aware of the results. There are also other factors like its much hotter tonight. Anyway, I probably slept 3 hours so far.

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I had some RBFA. One ended with a video game type of thing and something about "honesty". There were some kind of monster spiders. I think there were 4 police officers who caught the monster and stabbed it to death and came out covered in blood. The video game itself was very surreal.

Then I woke up, re-remembered that, went back to sleep.

In the next dreams I remember my friend M S taking care of a young kid. His mom L C was watching. The kid coughed up one smaller black and white fur ball and then two big (3-6 inch diameter) fur balls. It looked very painful for the kid, like they had been in there a while. I think L C was mad at M S for that.

THen it showed this red devilish kind of character talking to another character. They were in a parallel universe to the one in the dream, but overlayed in the same "location". The devilish guy made it so that M S could see the parallel universe through his telescope. Then there was some kind of arrangement made, maybe about helping the kid.


I remember another part where O A helped me remember the video game dream I forgot. It was amazing. I wasn't even lucid. I was in a class room setting and the topic of dream recall came up. I yelled at O A and the other people for not recalling their dreams right when they woke up, then eventually changed my tone to admit how I was sad that I had forgotten my dream that night. (That seemed alot healthier and I felt bad about yelling at everyone.) O A showed me a screen with my entire video game dream from before that I'd forgotten. I still don't remember it now but I remember seeing it like, "Wow! That's it!" And when I think about it I think it was the same dream.

There was this part about jumping up and evading fire balls. And another part in a building with an outline of a character. Kind of surreal or hard to put into words now.


There was something with a dome thing. And then a woman character opening the door to the dome thing. I'm not sure exactly what that one was.

My Dad had bought presents for my sister online. They were shoes in a box wrapped in some kind of soft wrapping material. Semi transparent white. And another heavy gift. I was to put those somewhere.

There was a part where I was sitting in a chair, skinning a sweet potato. In the kitchen. It was morning. I felt really driven to complete my food prep in the morning for some reason, even though I felt adrenalized. And wouldn't have any time later because I was thinking of my school day. Physical Education class had been last Friday so it wouldn't be this Friday (alternating days). While I skinned the sweet potato, someone named Doug was on the phone meeting, making a pun about grandparents. Dad was also cooking right behind my chair and so it was kind of crowded in there.

I remember going to the class or school thing but then trying to get to play outside instead. I had been afraid to rest that morning because I was afraid if I laid down I would never get up. Interesting because I am trying to address and let go of that fear in WA.

Below part is my analysis of why my recall lagged:

Spoiler for Why my recall lagged:

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So, I had much less recall tonight. Here were some of the reasons I think that caused this:
1 - Exhaustion from not sleeping well previous nights. Led to being literally unable to force myself to dream journal and more RBFAs. Solution: Allow myself the sleep I need and dream recall will come up again once that bounces back.

2 - Feelings in relationship. I think they caused me to have more different neurotransmitters going. Solution: Probably not going to stop talking to her. I will still go to bed on time but hopefully I just get used to it and it doesn't affect my dream recall.

3 - Didn't do Waking Life Recall. Just didn't feel like it. Solution: Wait until I'm willing to do WLR, I guess. I can't force myself to do it. So I just have to accept that i'm not that into WLR and wait to be interested again.

4 - Noise from fan. Last night I had to have the fan on all night. I think it drowns out my thoughts when attempting recall. Solution: Can't really turn it off due to heat. Maybe when I install AC I can run that a while and then turn it off and it will be quiet and cool. Other than that just wait for cooler nights where no noise-producing cooling equipment is needed. And accept it for now.

The main thing seems to be that I'm just so exhausted from night after night of insomnia or forcing myself to DJ that I'm getting more RBFA's. So, I just have to be gentle with myself about DJ'ing... If I need sleep, I gotta just let myself sleep.

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Date of Dream: SAT 26 MAY - 2018



Dream No. 343 - Diploma Betrayal

I don't remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was at TAFE. I was in with the diploma class and I was doing a group assignment with some of them. The dream skipped to the next scene but it was still in the same location. There was AM and he was looking really furious at me. He abused me because I thought I did nothing of the tasks that I was assigned. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 343: Results (Competition #3)
Competition Night: 25
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



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

+ Previous Total: 135.5
Total Accumulated Points: 136.0

I'm in the backseat of a car. My dad is driving, his mom in the passenger seat, my brother in the seat to my right. We drive for about 5 or 6 hours and the roads are annoyingly windy and I mention I wished we were on a highway, and then a minute later after the most winding part of road yet, there is a highway, nice and straight. Only second later we arrive at our destination, what ever that is, I don't even remember where we were going. We park right in the middle of town, no parking space, just parked right in the middle of everything, but when we get out our parking place seemed natural and out of the way enough. There are tables set up everywhere with people selling things, mostly handmade jewelry that actually looked pretty interesting and seemed pretty cheap, or I felt they were cheap, I never saw a price tag or heard mention of a price, chances are they weren't just cheap, they were free, but with a perception filter on that fact. I notice a face among the locals, Dakota Fanning, but much younger then she is currently and I'm vaguely aware of this fact, that this 7 year old Dakota Fanning is an impossibility. After looking at some of the tables and jewelry I find myself inside one of the shops, but it's not a shop on the inside and it's much bigger then it could have been. It seems like a party,a finely catered party with many good looking and tasting sweets and good music. We're eating the food and the other are swaying almost dancing to the music. As I eat I refrain from dancing but feeling the urge, my natural introversion winning out over that urge. As I sway ever so slightly to the music there is a colorful shadow of myself that dances and sways more than I actually do. I see the others start to sync more with there colorful shadows as I talk to a woman who does not have this effect and she definitely seems like a local to me, and not only does she not have a colorful shadow it seems like she's under saturated herself. She says to me “better be careful”. (I'm no longer with the group I showed up with, now its various friends I remember showing up with). I say I know what I'm doing and do a good job of projecting that perception though in reality I don't. She's convinced though; seeing me enjoy the food but somehow not dancing and says “not you, the others”. I look and they are syncing even more with there colorful shadows. I at some point come face to face with Dakota and look directly at her and she's looking at me and I ask with suspicion “what kind of monster are you?”. She turns away and walks deeper into the building, I follow her. I see her interacting with a large monster of some sort, it's about 8 feet tall, her mouth unhinges and swallows him whole head first. From what I gather later in lost details of the dream what she swallows is not eaten or dead but in stasis until she summons them back to be her servant or do some task for her. More details are lost for much of the dream, I suddenly way up. I'm paralyzed in bed with a dark shadowy and shapeless figure on top of me and she's creating a sort of windy turbulence and I'm quite scared at first but I calm myself, it's likely just a hallucination during sleep paralysis. I peek out of mostly closed eyes and look at the figure, it almost seems like it's not trying to harm me at all, but scare me... scare me awake? I wake up,truly awake now and not a false awakening, I start going over the details of the dream to write in my dream journal.

Closing comp at 7:24 PM. I studied alot more LD material today esp. lots of threads on r/luciddreaming.

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12:00AM: I must have slept from 8:30-11:30, making 3 hours. Dreamed of a meeting. A 7:45 meeting on a Monday, being held in the B Intermediate School. I wondered why E, the same speaker, got to speak again. It was a beginner's meeting.

Second, There was an interesting video game with a mix of Pokemon characters and Mario. I remember jumping on one thing over and over. It produced coins like in Mario and they they became blue coins, coming out faster. I remember walking along the Mario level and it got to one of those parts where lots of tubes all came out to try to crush Mario or the character at various points.

Third, involved walking along some docks and bridges, around some water. The water was somethigng not swimmable, I think. I remember talking to someone about not going in the water. Although I think I had gone in.

Then I was taking a shower in Nana's upstairs bathroom. The water was going half in the tub, half onto the floor. I remember thinking of cleaning off from the unsafe water by the bridge. Maybe I had a boat there?

Fourth part involved some stuff at a gym. I had music and a music mixer thing showing red wave forms on a black background with white grid lines. I was sorting through a few hip hop songs. It was pretty intense rap music, about "I will win" and meant to pump me up. I don't listen to that kind of music now, so in the dream, I wondered if this was good for me.

Fifth, involved a mix of things. Some relatives kept telling me JL was dying, but it seemed like they had said so over and over. So I didn't believe them. I was driving in a car by GA's office in LV when I noticed street signs saying, "Atheists who will go to Heaven." And another one out front of a very old school church saying "Atheists who will go to (H-E-double-hockey-sticks) (the actual word)". I remember being appauled at the sign in front of the old school church. I turned up BH Road and at the top of the hill, was another house.

ND was taking some heat in there about something. I forgot what. They were taking away his spot in a presentation or show maybe? I don't remember specifically except a group of people standing around him, kinda bullying him.

Sixth? I was in a room upstairs of my Nana's house, and we all had to stay in the room to be safe. I remember drawing this bug body but with six giant spikes coming out and two big spiky fangs. That was one of the "demons" or monsters that would get any of us if we went outside.

I wanted to go out to get something, but was warned not to go out there. If I did, the "demons" would get everybody. I really had to use the bathroom though. (Now that I think of it, I think I had an earlier dram where I went to take a bathroom break, and then was afarid they'd think I was gone for too long. That one was at a toilet.)

Seventh? I found myself walking along a parking lot. I think some stuff happened that I forgot. But what I do remember is a woman trying to spray some kind of chemical in a car that was supposed to put a guy in there to sleep. She had the guy go into the trunk and then she closed it and sprayed the stuff in his face and in the car. I watched from a distance, scared to see this.

Then I was working at a restaurant, and YS and his family came in. YS wore a red plaid shirt. He looked just like waking life. His prescence was very reassuring. He sat with the rest of his family.

Somehow I got the guy out of the gassed car. Then there was a woman who had water. She wanted lemon water, with the lemon wedges all nicely cut, showing on top of the water. I realized no lemon wedges had been cut so I went to go cut them. So I could make her a glass of water. She may have been the woman who did the gassing.

So, I think that was it. Not sure if it was seven separate dreams but it was like seven parts, at least that I could remember, on top of parts I'm sure I forgot. Time to go lay back down. hopefully sleep comes easily.

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~3:45 AM, I slept another 2-3 hours. Had an RBTS with the first set of dream details, where I seem to have lost some. Maybe they'll return.

First, or earliest I remember, were maybe some vague fragments about older women or highway driving with my dad and rest stops.

Second earliest part I remember was outside this gym. They had these orange cylindrical cones set up over holes in the ground which led to cesspools. So they lifted those off to work on the cesspools. The whole place smelled like cesspools.

The smell and liquid got everywhere. I was afraid I had gotten it on my clothes too. I had a gym bag or duffel bag with all my stuff. Other people were trying to get in through the door. But I was leaning over, trying to keep a grip on my gym bag.

People kept rushing in to the door and I wasn't able to stand up and carry my bag in. Eventually I forced my way in and someone (MB?) kinda expressed annoyance with me. "If I just keep waiting for everyone to pass by, I'll be holding the door for everyone," I explained. He kind of understood.

Washing machines were available. I started to put my clothes in the washing machine. Confident that it would completely remove all of the odor from the cesspool materials. I remember the white washing machine and thinking of it after I'd gone back upstairs.

Thirdly, there was something about being outside a gym again. (I am not sure if this is perfect sequence and I know at some point I woke up, remembered some of these, and went back to sleep. So I did recover some details from the RBTS but not all.) But I had been asking the people from the gym to bring me my protein shake if I left it there. They seemed to have forgot and I was angry. Then one of the guys came with a blue protein shake, offering it to me. I couldn't accept it, because I realized that I had left my shake in my locker. That meant that it wasn't their responsibility to replace it.

Fourthly, there was a scene where my Nana and Dad had made big shelves of steamed broccoli and kale. I ate lots of it with no problem. However, they couldn't get my sister to eat any. They were asking me how to get her to eat some but I didn't know. All I knew was that I was willing to eat it! And a lot!

Fifthly, I was in this class thing where the teacher was going around, checking in with each of us. I was scooping peanut butter I had made out of the jar and into something else with my finger. I told the teacher I had clean hands and the peanut butter would be clean. he was really impressed for my attention to clean hands. I think he told the rest of the class. I felt weird about it though.

Then G was doing some jars too. There was some discrepancy about putting the jars in and alternating what jars we used based on the day. Every few days a new jar.

Some dirty dishes came to my attention at the end of the table, against the wall. When I noticed them, I told G. I was like, we can't just let those sit there! And so we went to clean them.


Sixth, was a Beast Wars dream. It began with Megatron (first season) facing off with Optimal Optimus and Depth Charge. "Megatron! Terrorize!" He yelled, and then his cannons shot downward into the ground, propelling him up 50 feet while he finished transforming in midair. As he flew up, missiles continued to rain on the ground, briefly missing Optimal Optimus and Depth Charge. They shielded themselves a little.

They were in a snowy terrain. There was a higher mountain top above them and a cliff face with water way below them. Optimal Optimus caught wind of Scorponok and another Predacon (Quickstrike?) trying to sneak up on them. He turned around and blasted them with shoulder cannons. (I saw that from 1st person view.) They were sent flying.

Meanwhile Depth Charge was shown contending with Megatron who was a mix of transmetal and season 1 forms. It showed Depth Charge outstretching his arm with a cannon in hand and shooting. His missile got lodged directly in Megatron's gattling gun cannon, causing an internal explosion.

Still, Megatron landed, and tackled Optimal Optimus into the water. They fought upside down, stabbing each others weak points (their joints). Eventually, Megatron removed Optimus' face mask and revealed a human face, and they said some words to each other. I was scared Optimus would be hurt. At this point Megatron was closer to Transmetals 1 Megatron but didn't look much like Dragon Megatron.

Oh yeah and it was like between night and day. not too bright not too dark.


Seven was a carryover from something on r/luciddreaming. There was a younger fellow in my room who also lived there. He had to go to school but we were talking about telekinetically using a marker to make a dot on the paper, and seeing if it was there upon awakening. I tried it with blue and orange highlighter, and saw it actually work. (I don't even have such highlighters on my desk anywhere in waking life.)

There was also some talk about chest and waist measurements. I thought that I don't really do body measurements now but I used to in high school when I bodybuilded. He had to go to school. It was still kind of dark out, like not sun rise yet.

Eighth involved a Grey Sheet meeting. I was trying to put on a belt but there weren't enough holes. The smallest notch on the belt still left it very loose. However all the way at the end of the belt were a series of holes separated only a quarter inch. I tried those and it still didn't fit properly meaning I must have thought I was very thin.

I had some kind of food in front of me, maybe pastries. The woman up front said how sometimes when people take a "gentleness break" they stay that way and go into a full relapse. She asked me, like, "Charles, isn't that right?" I think I agreed. She was saying how I had made that mistake, but I wasn't sure if I really had.

Ninth part was about being on an internet forum. Light gray back ground and dark text. There was a thread about a church with the letter P in the name. And a drop down menu of different threads. (I am on forums alot each day so it makes sense to me that I dream of being on a forum! They are so variable though that it's hard to use them for checking if it's a dream.)

Something about seating position and how it affects certain religions.

There may have been a funny Pokemon part.

Ten, Then there was a list of funny videos I was arranging. They had people with very ghostly make-up or funny ancient-looking letters. One was a joke video of 2 girls joking about predicting the future. The other said the word "lies" right on it. So it was just silly.

Then 2 guys were teaching on one video. It was kind of about lucid dreaming, sort of. They wrote a word with the letter A but transformed it at the end by writing lots of c's or s's that made it look like a whole nother word. The guy said "That's what you'll become" or something like that, as a warning.

I was laughing out loud at this next part as I recalled it. it seemed very silly. The guy was saying how no one eats chocolate. Not in their coffee either. He had a jar of powder. It was labeled, "Butter nut and squash" and it was powder that he put in his coffee. They said some other funny things.

So I woke up from those, recalled and recorded them. Couldn't quite reach back all the way to the RBTS dreams. However I could recover some. Feels like a healthy balance between sleeping and recalling, though. Now its 4:26 AM so I've been up writing this for about 40 minutes. I guess that's a good WBTB duration but there comes a time when I just have to leave a little "tag book" and go back to bed. (short hand notes) I usually like writing it all directly after though because I don't think I'll be as interested later.

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Now it's 7:13 AM. I must have slept from 5 to 7 but not all the way through. So I'd estimate I have 7 hours of sleep total. Remembered a lot of dreams. I re-remembered a lot of the RBTS but some of the early RBTS ones were forgotten.

First memories involved living at either Nana's or my parents' old house. I wasn't using the toilet, just various containers in my room or around the house to go to the bathroom. My Dad and sister were beginning to object to this, and insisted that I use the toilet. I think I was frustrated because it was a difficult habit.

Second, I was in my room at my current house. The police were coming, but not because I was the bad guy. They had framed me as the bad guy to lure in the actual bad guy, who they would then capture. After that, the plan was to parade me around town, telling everyone I was actually the hero, so no one continued to think I was the bad guy. This was to be done on the sidewalk.

Then it showed a guy in a tree house thing. He looked like Christian Bale, I think. He was the bad guy. He didn't believe in equality or helping others and he thought no one else should either. He had a container of dirt to use as a cushion.

A woman came in and started to talk to him. She was kind of his girlfriend. She wore a dress. She began to tell him her feelings about some things in her life, in a vulnerable way. He wasn't supportive at all. He began to tell her she didn't really feel that way, and shouldn't. She got really upset and eventually left. I think they broke up.

After that I think was when I was in a gym. Trying to use the stair master thing with the handles (that also give a back workout at the same time) but M was also there. She was kind of blocking it because of her computer thing on a table. It was standing up like an iPad might be. She had a little boy with her who she was watching.

I was looking online for a phone meeting. At the same time I was on another phone meeting in my kitchen, putting something in a tupperware. There was a lot of excitement about so many people being named "Julie" or their name sounding like "Julie" and someone eventually said lets just get on with the meeting. They were saying how when they don't want to eat casserole, because they don't like casserole, they just give it to their pup. And they don't feel guilty. It was like a white casserole thing. Someone else was saying that if they are served meat, they make sure to eat it, to not waste it. Due to feeling guilty about the animal. BTW I think the casserole had barbecue sauce on it.

At the same time, I was clicking over a map of the united states. Some states were highlighted that I wanted to un-highlight. This was so I would be able to view a list of phone meetings only for one state, instead of all these others. The woman who was able to feed the casserole to her pup was from one big state in the upper left of the map, which I clicked on to de-activate.

Then it showed her wearing a big orange puffy dress and getting into a limosine thing that was really only one more seat long than an actual car. It was black with shiny silver framing. The house and the limosine thing all looked very luxurious, like they were a very wealthy family. She continued to talk.

I noticed that suddenly there was a man in the drivers seat talking as he drove. It transitioned in a way that seemed like one morphed into the other. She had been getting into the middle door but now it was the driver talking. I think he was the husband though. He had white-grey hair and a suit on. He began to speak about all the difficulties that men have to go through. He listed 6 to 10 but I clearly remember him naming Dragon Ball Z as one. I was crying. I felt my head between two things kind of secured in place. I'm not sure if I became the driver or if not, where else I was. But the car went through a run-down city. Kind of a bad neighborhood. I wanted to tell the guy that he should list circumcision as one of the harms to men, but it felt like I was just listening to an audio, and couldn't really talk to him.

Tears were coming down my face. I had a helmet thing made out of a sideways toilet paper roll. Some other guys in another car saw my crying toilet paper roll head and didn't like it, so decided to start following me. Then I was scared. I became a big four-legged animal thing, being chased by a giant ant with big fangs. They were gaining on me. I managed to slip through this door that sealed off that world, and they couldn't get through behind me. But it sure was close.

I resumed being a humanoid person and found myself boarding a train. I was really thirsty and just just enough change to buy a water. I also remember something in Nana's living room with the tarrine thing. I asked the guy if there was a moment for me to buy a water from the vending machine but he said no. It was time to leave. he was African American. And so I got on the train, thinking of what an adventure I had been through. I thought about how when I got home, I would be glad to be somewhere peaceful and quiet, and have a lot to reflect on. I wouldn't need any more adventures any time soon.

My plan was to get the train to take me to the local grocery store. Then from there, call my Dad to pick me up.

The dreams seemed to be continuations of each other even though I woke up a little in between. I wonder if I dreamed one more time if I'd have arrived safely home but I guess in a way I did arrive safely home, in my physical room. (Just checked if I was dreaming and no.)

Date of Dream: FRI 25 MAY - 2018



Dream No. 342 - More Strict Parents

I don't remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was shopping in target but I forgot what I bought there. The next scene was me back at my current house, sitting on the couch in the front room. This African mum came walking into the room and she didn't look happy towards me. She bent down and was tugging at the white singlet top I was wearing, saying that she never wanted to see me in that top again. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 342: Results (Competition #3)
Competition Night: 24
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry:
Calculation Details:
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Buy/Purchase Something (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 131.0
Total Accumulated Points: 135.5

last night all i remember was hearing that the man who bought my grandpas old farm house had been mauled and killed by pitbull that he had. he abused the dog and put weights on him but the dog broke free and killed him. people around where this was thought my grandpa still lived there and had been killed.

i also remember somthing about ma anand sheela and her followers going on a water fast to punish somebody?

Getting off comp at 7:24pm..

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12:28 AM: I must have been asleep by 8-830 and slept until 12 so thats 3-4 hours so far.

I am sure there was stuff even earlier that I forgot. Maybe even cool stuff!

The earliest I could remember was a scene of driving with my sister in the back seat and a woman in the passenger seat. I don't know who the woman was. In a convertible, on kind of a busy road place.

We were passing around an mp3 player, trying to figure out how it worked. There were little buttons and the one in the middle made it into an mp3. It had the same digital quality as an old school Tamagatchi or Gameboy (first gen). There was a headset jack adapter, wire thing, and an actual headset. The woman kept trying to throw it out the window. I would stop her, like, "What are you doing?!" And kept the mp3 player, I think.

Then I pulled over on the shoulder, but on the left side of the road, near one store. I wanted to pull up this one way steep sloped driveway but I was on the exit side. I decided to pull through anyway, hoping no police officers were nearby. But it was such a busy place, it was likely there would be. I pulled up anyway, hoping for the best. "Don't! You'll damage the road!" Said my sister. 'Damage the road?' I thought to myself. 'If people don't damage the road going down it, I won't damage it going up it. And, doesn't she mean damage the car?' But I didn't say that.

I pulled up the steep slope and all the spots to my right were full anyway. Slanted a certain way, I think mainly head-in. I don't know if it would have lined up. There was a guy with a cigarette hanging out his window so I rolled my windows up before any second hand smoke got in. It wasn't a convertible at this point.

I had to keep pulling through because there were no spots. However I ended up using a bathroom. My sister was worried that I would get in trouble. Sure enough, a police officer came. There was something in my mind about how I would stay in the bathroom stall a moment, and that would help me not get in trouble.

Standing over the toilet, trying to go, I heard the police officer come in. My sister was in there too, just not in the stall. I thought the police officer's name was P but I was thinking of S. Then I saw my sister looking at me through a gap in the wall. I don't think she meant to look at my private area, just meant to talk to me, but I was like, "Go away!" which I thought sounded mean right after. I was surprised there was such a gap in the wall too.

I think I talked to the police officer a little. Not sure what else happened in that part. But then, I was in a restaurant accross the road. I forgot how that transition happened. Standing at the bar. I forgot originally why, since I don't drink. I remember thinking of Tom Cruise but he had a totally different face. And Kate something, but I don't think her appearance corresponded to any actual actress, either.

I knew the bartender from a previous job (or some place). We talked. I said I worked at a restaurant accross the road, DRF's new place. He was surprised. He asked me something about where I lived. "What?" I asked, unable to hear. 'Oh, it must be my earplugs,' I thought, and felt bad.

We talked some more and another waiter there also arrived, someone I seemed to know from a previous restaurant job. We talked some more and then the waiter held up a dirty napkin. He asked me to bring his table a new napkin or to bus his table, or something like that. I decided I would as a favor even though I didn't work there.

I walked around the long way and found no way through the room, due to so many tables. I saw one heavy set fellow eating a plate of tomato slices and egg salad. It actually looked pretty good. I think F was his dad? And a woman was there, maybe his mother.

Next thing I saw was some of my Dad's friends at a table. They had their food in a giant pile on the floor that I was supposed to clean up. I got ready to start working on it with a wheel barrow.

Some other things happened. Somehow I made it through and saw a table of older ladies who needed their whole table replaced, due to a spill. During the dream scene, I remembered the spill happening earlier. I had one napkin to offer. The waiter of the table was saying sorry about everything. A glass of water had spilled but it had lemon so it made everything smell sour. The old women had forgotten what it was and the waiter had to explain how they were going to bring fresh water.

I remember writing "fancy bread, fancy water" on a line of text beneath some other text I had written. I forgot if there was anything else. Pretty good first-round dream recall. I might have remembered another thing or two if I kept recalling but it would have ended in RBTS and likely forgetting, so I went to write a little sooner. Alot more dreams still to come tonight!

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4:09 AM - Now its 4:09 AM. I must have been unable to sleep until 3, so I'm at 4-5 hours of sleep now. It was really tough. I tried my LD/sleep meditation 3 times. Tried to do some physical activity. Talked out loud. It just took a while. It turned out to be a really cool REM rebound LD though, so I was glad I made it through the tough time. My dream director must have been putting in alot of overtime preparing all of these scenes, and the cast of dream figures, so he just needed a little extra time to get it all ready.

My earliest memory was of being in my bed. My friend C was mad at me for how I was sleeping on his phone. I felt really embarrassed and bad about it. He didn't understand it was accidental.

I wasn't lucid yet. When I got lucid was a little later. I saw my Dad but he looked sleepy or something. Forgot what happened there. Eventually I did a finger palm test and was so relieved it had all been just a dream. Because I felt so bad about the thing with C.

Then the dream took me through this experience twice, identically. The first time it had other parts interspersed, or more at the end. The second time, it was just the one sequence of things. Unfortunately I couldn't remember all the details of the experience, even though it happened twice, identically. As it happened, I remember thinking, 'This is the exact same dream, twice. I'll definitely remember it when I wake up.' But did not. Now that I think of it, I think I remember a Blastoise.

I remember that both times it ended, there was a kind of credits screen or something like that. Dark or black backgrounds. One had gold letters saying something like, "I'm not done yet" in big gold block letters. And other words I couldn't get. Some were written in mirror writing. One of the end-game screens said "Durza: 79" and I wondered why it didn't show my score. It said "____: 0" Where ____ was another name but I'm not sure whose.

There was also a part of it that ended with me asking two dream figures (MD being one) how to put on clothes. There were all these clothing racks. I remembered that I had always wanted to change my clothes in a dream, so I tried it. I thought of asking "How do you change clothes in a dream" but kept it to just "How do you change clothes?" They found me a pair of tan shorts and a blue button down shirt thing and a belt that looked pretty nice. I think a nearby woman scoffed at it. I remember there were lots of other clothes.

Speaking had not been easy in the dream thus far and it remained difficult until much later. Every time I tried to speak, it was like being in sleep paralysis. Couldn't really get much out. I tried to push it a little bit just kind of accepted it. I wonder why this happened. It came more into play later when I wanted to try "dream commands" and could barely talk.

Couches in a couch and bed and furniture store accross the mall caught my attention before I could change clothes. Having laid low until now in terms of dream abilities, I decided to fly. I flew accross the hall of the mall, which had that part that opens to the ground floor, like the big hole in the floor, that they have in malls.

Flying accross with ease, I was feeling pretty good. However, I became aware of a woman behind me, in white, glaring at me. Her face showed lots of scolding and shaming expressions. She was a bit older, maybe 50, with blonde hair and a white shirt thing. I decided to just keep flying, and enjoy rolling around on the luxurious couches.

Fear set in. Fear that she would chase me through the store anyway, so I may as well surrender. I flew back accross to her due to this gravitational pull. She began to scold me. Again, I could barely talk. What did she say? I forgot.

Emotionally, I became very distraught by her faces, which were just very glaring, harsh and judgmental to me. (When I woke up I realized that if I could have stayed calm as I did at the end of the dream, that would have helped. there was alot of progress in regulating emotions.)

Woke up from that and began to recall it, thinking it was over. However, it was only just beginning. I was in my room this time and it was dark. Somehow I knew it was a dream still. Also I remember between dreams, the ringing in my ears would get really intense. It overwhelmed my focus on dream recall of the previous one and took me into a new dream.

Through all these, I told myself at least once, 'Just experience the dream while you're in it. You'll wake up and remember what you remember. You may very well forget some of this, but it's okay. Just stay here as long as you can, and when you wake up, you'll be able to remember some parts.' And I just let go and stayed in the moment of the dream. It was kinda cool but unfortunately I forgot some beginning parts.

Experiencing those parts of the dream was like experiencing a first person video game. Actually now I remember. I could control some characters with my eyes. It was like a video game and I could use my eyes to control the characters from a top-down view. I remember being afraid to move my hands in case they would move my physical hands, but they didn't. I eventually tried using my hands more to control the game play. I remember one Link type of character in white. Maybe more will come back.

Laying on my back, I began to see another scene. More aware now that it was a game or screen I was watching within a larger dream world. Continuing to watch, I was transported to fly above light blue water. A black form was shown beneath the water, maybe some kind of dragon, snake or other monster. It showed ripples as it got near the surface but then went back under a little deeper.

Fear began to build again. 'Just hang in there,' Said one part of my mind. 'No! It's gonna show a really, really scary face! Bail!' said another part. I ended up trying to get up from that "dream screen" and go somewhere else.

Maybe it ended and I had the ringing in the phase and re-appeared in my room. Not sure. I remember trying to make some "dream commands" work. One was to put the lights on. I tried a bunch of times to put the lights on using a command, but none worked. I used a light switch later on and that was the only way that worked. Other than that, it was fairly dim.

Manifesting what I wanted didn't work. I think it had to do with my inner feeling at the time. Maybe too eager or too worked up. Not calm and confident enough. So I will mind that next time.

One thing I tried to increase brightness was rubbing my eyes. I also tried blinking rapidly like my Blinking LD but it didn't do anything immediate. Fear set in that I might cause my physical eyes to move, and I stopped.

Downstairs, it was brighter. I flew down there. I remember thinking of doing something like job applications for some reason. Just to try something that might help in waking life. But didn't. As I flew through the downstairs I saw tons of couches and furniture. Instead of 2 by 2 the downstairs was 3 by 2. Like an extra room in between the normal rooms, kitchens, etc.

'Drinking something might help me find my voice,' I thought. So I began searching for a fridge. In the back left room, there were some couches with at least one present on them. And a fridge underneath something. It was left open a little. A white square fridge like 2 feet by 2 feet.

Cans of beer were inside the fridge. I don't drink in waking life. But I knew it was a dream and it would probably just be like a fizzy sweet drink. The can was white and gold and some other colors. I got ready to drink it then the dream ended.

Seeing nothing, I laid there in the void. I imagined drinking the drink, but realized I was clearly not drinking it or seeing it, I was just imagining it. I worried that it might be waking life and that would be terrible to go back to day 0 on sobriety. But I told myself, no, its definitely a dream. If I see it again, I will know that its a dream because of the downstairs being different, etc.

I'm getting too tired to finish writing now so I will just write tags for the rest. Then convert them later.

Had another dream where I re-appeared in my room, after some ringing. A lot of times it was easy for me to fly in these dreams. I could jump up and then just fly to where I had my back to the ceiling with no effort. However, I couldn't phase through things. My sense of limitations of physical boundaries was persistent. However my flying was very very easy and under control.

This time I flew up, thinking of other times I had flown up through my ceiling and roof and into the sky. However I got scared part way through that I'd get stuck in the attic. Anyway I ended up in a similar room with a similar slanted ceiling, only a bit whiter. My windows were slightly open with navy blue curtains. My voice came back a little more and I tried to command the lights to come on. No luck. I went over and flicked the light switch, and it worked.

Writing appeared on the walls. It seemed very profound. The words weren't the same as English but looked like English words with re-arranged letters. I read them aloud to myself in the dream but didn't remember many of them now, except one that said the toilet was dirty, or the dirty toilet smelled. Even though it was just a dream, I decided I could go and clean the dream toilet.

I was also still trying to manifest something I wanted without much success. Then I heard the yelling and crying from outside. It reminded me of the neighbors who live behind me. Sometimes they yell at their kids, and it always triggers me. Or the kids will be crying, and they just ignore them. I finally gave in, went to look out the back, and it was worse than I thought!

They were doing "circumcision" rituals on two people. I remember looking, like, "Really? Why?" And pulling back into the room to think of what I should do. One of my dream goals had been to rescue infants from un-necesary, non-therapeutic, forced genital cutting. So in this dream I had the chance!

Trees were growing in the back yard which reached higher than the house. My plan was to fly from tree to tree, and then hide there, out of sight. Also, there was a ceiling above my back yard, and walls that went almost all the way up to it. there were like 2 feet of space that I could pass through if I wanted to get out of there.

I flew again from the evergreen tree to the top of a bigger oak kind of tree. There was a noose up there which I just brushed to the side. It seemed kind of random. There was also a stick that was almost more of a log. pretty big.

They were putting an Asian kid in one of the torture chairs. His Dad was kneeling and praying over a regular chair. It made me sick. he must have been praying to some evil entity to accept this human sacrifice. Vile, and disgusting.

Just then, two women from the tent of evil walked around my tree. They looked up at me! Oh, no. My cover was blown. I threw the stick down at them as a weapon. "I'm human rights!" Shouted the woman, unaffected by the stick, even though it went straight at her. "I'm an intactivist!" I yelled back, thinking maybe we would be able to help each other. "I'm pro-cutting!" She yelled back up to me. 'What?!' I thought. 'Pro-cutting and human rights are not compatible. Cutting children is a human rights violation.'

She began to point a gun at me. Some fear came up but I flew to the other side of the house. I noticed that walls had gone all the way up to the ceiling now, so there was no way out. (Theoretically, I could phase through any wall, with enough dream powers.)

She fired a gun up at me as I flew. The bullet, a small black thing, seemed to go in slow motion. I easily deflected it with force from my hand. She seemed impressed. She was blonde, wearing a blue uniform, like a nurse would wear. I wonder if she was the same woman who tried to stop me flying earlier?

Although I deflected one bullet, I became fearful, and bolted in flight to the side of the house to try to get out. I got a sinking feeling when I saw that a 30-40 foot tall pile of books and shoeboxes was blocking the exit. I began to hurriedly dig my way through the books and shoeboxes, tossing them onto the ground far below. 'This is going to make her even more mad!' I thought, as I tried to dig my way out. I guess I was afraid that, at the worst case scenario, I would be put through a torture ritual. My body stores the memory of the pain, so they could re-activate it. Or she could just shoot me, and I'd have to feel the pain of that.

Stacks of books went on and on after the ones I had dug out, and I gave up on getting through them. I had also tried initally to phase through them, but it didn't work. I hadn't expected it to. I hope to increase that skill as time goes on.

'If she shoots me, I might feel pain, but it won't hurt me physically,' I thought, and decided to land and face her. She was like 5 feet away from me, and pointed the pistol at me. It had a silver barrel with a black hole. She fired it, and nothing happened. She seemed surprised, as if she expected it to actually hit me. I think she was really impressed.

The woman and I interacted a bit. I was beginning to be distracted. The grey door with a diagonal crash bar appeared on the wall to my right. I headed towards it to go out and woke up. I had been speaking something in the dream when it ended. So I woke up feeling like I was still speaking. I think I was saying, "Wait, still gotta save these kids."

It's interesting with dream chains like this because I wake up between them but I think I'm in the phase still. Because when I finally wake up physically, it feels way different. However, at the time, I don't notice the difference because I'm in the same position, in my same bed, it's dark, etc.


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Now its 8:46 am. I got 2-3 more hours of sleep putting me at 7-8. It takes me 12 hours to get 7-8 hours of sleep!

Had a handful of dreams. RBTS over and over but re-remembered them all as I went.

First one I remembered was of me being in my back yard on a recliner chair. My mom was talking to another guy (not my dad) and I became suspicious. A plant was leaning over my spot in the recliner chair. I remember rotating it.

Inside, there was a lamp on by a window. I looked out a small hole in the curtain to discreetly spy on my mom and the guy. It seemed like they had some kind of affair going on.

Angry, mom came in and asked, "Who was spying on me through the hole in the door?" I thought, 'It wasn't the hole in the door but it was a hole in the window.' And, 'She must have seen my silhouette in the curtain due to the lamp behind me.'

The guy ended up having difficulties with a graphic design program. He was doing everything pixel by pixel instead of using and programs that would help do it more professionally. I didn't know how to use the program either but I tried to help somehow. I kind of remember the graphics, but not perfectly.

Something with store shelves comes to mind.

Second part, involved a few different humanoid species. Pigs, wolves and something else, I think. Two characters, one of each species, were going up a hill to get to the other two characters, who were of the third species (wolves I think). The wolves had vats of acid that they poured on the antagonistic species. Then, they could eat them. There was a little more to this but I guess I didn't remember it.

Third, I was on an escalator at the mall, thinking of some kind of advice for everyone. Maybe it involved drinking water.

Fourth, I was in a high school cafeteria. Well first the high school one but then they moved us to the middle school one. Laid out like the ones in the school building I went to. The food wasn't ready yet. We had to wait but they said some food was ready. KF went up first. I went up. It turned out to be nachos and cheese type of thing. I wasn't able to eat it though due to dietary restrictions so I gave it back. The woman from the kitchen was talking to the person on the line behind me about how good the chips were, and eating some. She was a bit heavier and had dark hair. (Not saying it judgmentally, just noting the detail.)

Fifth, I was on an internet forum. I got to a section where people were posting music. I had several poems or sets of song lyrics to post, but not actual songs. Each thread had a number for how much data it contained in files. Most threads were just one file but I wanted to make an ongoing thread, with all my files.

One thread contained a 4-panel wide display of GIFs of a fish monster that grew bigger and meaner and more monstrous. Then the GIF would end, and it repeated. I was like, 'Why am I staring at this?' It was really monstrous. The teeth were sharp triangles toward the top of the GIF. Also, the forum background was dark grey while the text was white.

Another thread contained a video game. The game was a mix of Pokemon, Legend of Zelda, and Shining soul, maybe other things. Anything with that top-down view. I remember exploring it by going around the regular doors. But then found there was a part with a wall I could walk right through. The wall led to a corridor.

Blue orbs and other things I forgot were all up and down the corridor. I remember noticing the music but can't think of it now.

Sixth? I remember going to a meeting. I had a paper and pen for writing stuff. But didn't want to bother people by writing while they spoke, so I decided to put it under my chair. (Face-down with the pen clipped over it. Black pilot g2 style pen.) I had noticed another woman in the parking lot doing something. She sat on the side of the room and had a side conversation while the meeting went on. I was kind of annoyed.

Then in my room at the old house, I was trying to stuff this black case on a hanger in my armoir. There was something about needing to hold on to it but then there not being room. And wondering if it was really necessary.

Seventh... I don't think there was a seventh. So, that's a lot. I feel fairly rested now. I'd like to build my dream powers and use them to rescue more children.

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