non-lucid

Fell asleep at: 2:30 AM

Woke up at: 10:50 AM


Percieved dream time: ???

Dream:

I'm in a bedroom filled to the rim with movie and video game paraphernalia. There are bookcases filled to the brim with DVD's and video game box covers (Of which they seem to be mostly Xbox 360 games due to the distinctive green boxes they came in).

There's a stereotypically emo looking dude in the room (His girlfriend is also there too but I never get a clear look at her). And we're actually pretty cool with each other in the dream! We exchanged jokes, went into deep discussion about our shared interests (Video games obviously), and at one point I experienced genuine, wacky laughter in a dream!

Apparently I had a video game who's sprite varied depending on the region you bought the game in and what time it came out. We were searching on my phone about who had the very rare Dark Blue color variant that came with the first few copies. Only to find out it was a 10 year old kid who wouldn't shut his mouth.

"HA! I retro-fagged before all of you guys! I'm a MILLIONAIRE HAHAHAHAHA!!!" I believe is what he said (And, no, I don't promote the term 'retro-fag').

We laughed so much at that given moment that my face had a permanent smile fixed on it for the entirety of the dream. We joked about it, reciting Videogamedunkey by saying "I'M A MILLIONAIRE" and "HERE COMES THE MONEY".

That was until my sister called me out of the room and I had to go. Maybe I should see that guy again, make him my dream guide. Hmm...


NOTES

1. As it turns out, the emo dude (In the dream) is actually a millionaire. The DC, not the real life counterpart.

Morning of October 1, 1982. Friday.



While in the northeast bedroom of the Loomis Street house, I am vaguely aware of the presence of duck hunters. Through the window, I see that the front yard is marshy. The streets are lightly flooded, which seems normal to my dream self, and related to the seasons.

Although there had been no perceived presence of the duck hunters being in the house at any point, there are a number of duck decoys sitting about in the house which they had still somehow apparently set up. I find this annoying and intrusive. I gather a few and place them outside, though remain wary of being shot at if I move a certain way. Curiously though, I soon do not feel that much in danger. I notice there is now less water on the streets (very common waking symbolism). The duck hunters actually seem to be gone. (The hunters in this case are this dream’s preconscious element. There is no “threat” as the waking transition has already activated via RAS.)

While trying to go back to sleep, I falsely recall that one of the wooden duck decoys was mine, having had it since very young, and being fond of it and frustrated about now possibly losing it. I am puzzled by the situation until I wake. (This is likely based on my feelings of nostalgia for the 1960s plastic model kit “The Visible Pigeon”, although I also had a duck decoy catalog as a teenager as I enjoyed collecting mail-order catalogs at that time.)

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This is typified as “failed flight waking symbolism”, a very common waking transition dream component (a perfectly natural unconscious transmutation of the biological falling start, which has nothing to do with waking life or the conscious self as some extremely unintelligent people pretend), not meant to be in a negative context but as a result of a natural transition from sleeping to waking and the temporary puzzlement of being in liminal space and not being fully aware of one’s physical body while semi-conscious. My hypnopompic waking “jolt” is subdued here, which is directly related to the fake ducks, which are neither real nor can fly away (similar to any dream where a person otherwise falls, or an airplane crashes, a meteor is seen, or many other generic analogies to returning to wakeful consciousness, including climbing or using a staircase or a “flight” of stairs). Flight symbols in dreams are typically linked to real-time inner ear dynamics (loosely related to dizziness or falling sensations when awake) and RAS (reticular activating system) in subliminal anticipation of leaving the dream state. Flight symbols as such have occurred in at least one dream per sleeping period for over fifty years, which automatically renders “interpretation” (in the common superstitious usage of the term) as an invalid concept, not however, discounting literal prescience, literal practice events, or literal willful scripting of a dream (including viable healing affirmations).

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Dreams from September 30 to October first.

T Rex

From first round of dreams, we remembered, Something about a T Rex. Something about driving somewhere.

Too Tired to Help

In the second round of dreams, I was in this big field with crops. I couldn't plant any plants. I felt too sad and tired. No one was pushing me to work though. Lots of plants were in planters to be planted, but I couldn't help at the moment. Different kinds. Green plants. Square, black planters. I wrote that I could have become lucid and used telekinesis to plant them all. 5 months later, my dream abilities are still not THAT good! But I can see the progress.

Map

There was something about a map of the upstate New York area. It said, Troy, Schenectady, Rensselaer on it.

Fragment

Something about working in a restaurant.

Chair

I was using a chair to get up. I was kneeling in front of it and pushing myself up on it. I still remember a lot of these 5 months later.
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When I got up from the chair, I saw a girl eating a donut. Lots of kids were sitting around a table. There was an open chair between a girl I wanted to sit near and R S. I heard the phrase, "Say the adjective just as loud as the word." I wrote, this wasn't that interesting.

Language Concept

There was this concept of teaching someone a subject in a language they didn't know. But don't teach them the language until a year later. It seemed funny at the time.

Dopamine Concept

There was something about a personal brain dopamine meter, like how diabetics have blood sugar meters, people could have dopamine meters. This could help them monitor their excitement levels.

Notes

We wrote that the styluses falling costed us some recall time. And that we need to get to the dream journal as fast as possible. This was when our method was to spring out of bed as soon as we awoke and write. But by the time we move so much to get to the chair, we can lose a lot of details. Now, we stay still and recall it before going to whatever recording method we are using at the time.

Oil Stain Anxiety

My Asian friend A S was eating and his white shirt had a big oil stain on the front. We were in the back patio of my college fraternity house, at one of the picnic tables. I wanted him to go clean it off, and he did. I was really nervous it would permanently stain his shirt if he didn't clean it. He changed his shirt, and now, it wasn't stained any more. I was really happy about this.

Fragment

My friend Jon had long hair and was sitting in chairs with some other friends from high school.

Noise Nuisance

I had my bin with the decibel defense head set in it. I was going through one bin, trying to find them, when I realized that they were in the other bin. It was day time outside. I was annoyed by the sound of a weed whacker.
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I was writing in Fii Note while I ate.

Fragment

Something about, kids to chaperone, and a woman who wanted turkeys.

Different Bedrooms

This next part was more detailed of a dream scene. It took place in the room I lived in Sophomore year of college. Room 3. My bedrooms were changed and now they had special bedding. One had a green bed. My Aunt C and Nana were there. I was worrying they may have been smoking in the rooms. One room was beige. One was tan with a green bed like a short bunk bed with green and yellow felt sheets. There was a rectangular king sized bed in the room, too. Lots of beds.

In the physical room at college, there was a closet next to the room. But in the dream, that closet was a whole nother bedroom off to the side.

When I walked out, my Dad was upset. He was on the phone outside the front door. It seemed to be about money. I wanted to go hug him and help him not be upset.


Sun was coming in the window in a square pattern. It made a yellow square on the floor. I was with a group of guys and we were comparing how many "jelly rolls" our stomachs made, or flaps of adipose tissue. I had more than the other guys.


Freedom of Speech?

Someone said i could say whatever I want. So I cursed out this lady. The words were "F You, B" but the real words. Nothing bad happened at all. She had no reaction or anything.

More Noise Problems

A land scaper truck was in the road in front of my house. I was talking to the guy, trying to see if they could make less noise. It wasn't a big fight that time though.

Notes

I remember most of these dreams.

I only remember one little snippet of a dream from last night. I had a false awakening in which I woke up in the middle of the night, went to use the restroom, and then for some reason decided it would be a good idea to apply Rogaine even though it was the middle of the night, and you don't want to sleep with that stuff on because then it gets spread everywhere. xD Unfortunately, I didn't become lucid.

Date of Dream: SUN 1 OCT - 2017



Dream No. 204 - An Aggressive Errand

I don't remember much of this dream. Of what I can remember, my dad and I were bound to go to Chadstone for something. On the way, there people who claimed to be some relatives of ours ran up to my dad in a panic. We got out of the car and then they told him that his uncle had passed away. They also asked him to so something else, to pick up some markers (textas) and bring them to this random place that I forgot the identity of.

For the remainder of the dream, almost everything I said to my dad would set him off. We didn't end up getting to Chadstone and rather he drove towards home. When he was out of the car, I would find myself whispering to Dreamy WB that something was up with him. This dream followed a lot of real life principles, and so there was no visible or physical response from her, not even a perception of energy.

I do remember later on in the dream that he was still really angry and was badly complaining to my mum. He said in a frustrated tone that it would have been so much better if we didn't have to pick up the stupid markers. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



This dream was a pretty accurate foretelling of the events today. My dad's uncle passed away only yesterday and then my parents were all over me this morning for no reason.

Date of Dream: FRI 29 SEP - 2017



All Dream Titles:
Dream 203 A - The Boot Camp Of Drama
Dream 203 B - Helium Singer
Dream 203 C - Supernanny Fraud
Dream 203 D - Coles Checkout Chick
Dream 203 E - Fix The Neighbour's House
Dream 203 F - Crazy Balloon Arms

Dream Title In Summary:
Dream - The Boot Camp Of Drama & Helium Singer & Supernanny Fraud & Coles Checkout Chick & Fix The Neighbour's House & Crazy Balloon Arms



Dream No. 203 - Separated Sections

Dream 203 A - The Boot Camp Of Drama
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at this unknown motel-like place. There were many celebrities as well as people I've generally heard of and know well. There was some random lady that would have a “chat” to some of the room-mates... I believe she was the camp director. I remember her having a chat to Simone from The Bachelor.

She then looked angry... She was looking for Logan. Apparently he, with a small group of other “boys”, had caused some trouble. She had eventually found him at was yelling at him like a hair-dryer in the face. The next part of the scene is blurry for me. I can remember that I was staying in a small room away from the motel, with Logan, Chilly and Tito. Chilly was making a plan of when we should get up the next morning. That's all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 203 B - Helium Singer
The Killester group was getting ready to return from their camp. Mrs G told me that we weren't returning by bus and that we would rather be taking the “Lifts Of Ballarat”. I started really freaking out and saying on repeat “but I can't take lifts!”. She said it would be relaxing and fun. Despite what she said,we ended up getting on a bus. Only when we were on the bus, I realised I had left my entire luggage behind at the camp site.

When then approached an entrance to a huge water cave and I discovered this to be the so called “Lifts Of Ballarat”. As the bus went down, I could feel the presence of a weird gas in the cavern. I was hoping that we weren't getting out of the bus. The opposite happened... The window opened and we were all sucked out of the bus and into the cavern.

I tried talking and my voice was becoming increasingly higher... I was being filled with helium. WB spoke and her voice was normal. I wonder why I was the only one getting helium. I then tried to sing a few random notes and I was surprise that I could hold them. I tried to do a vocal exercise to make my voice go back down but it wouldn't work. I tried it again and WB ended up laughing extremely hard. The dream then ended.

Dream 203 C - Supernanny Fraud
My brother and I had an obligation to eat our vegetables for dinner. We were still eating but my mum was getting angry at the fact that there were still peas and corn on my plate. She started presenting me with nasty threats but I said to her something like, “That's not even half of what Supernanny does”. For the remainder of the dream, my mum was quiet.

My brother came up to my plate, took all the peas and corn and said that he would have them. He placed all his tomatoes on my plate which I had all of. I don't remember what else happened in the dream.

Dream 203 D - Coles Checkout Chick
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was helping WB do some shopping in Coles at Stud Park Shopping Centre. For the entire dream, she was wearing Coles work clothes, with her hair straight and tied back. Throughout most of the dream, she would have her dad on the phone, giving her a list of groceries to get.

She arrived at the milk fridge and I thought she was going to go for a 2 litre A2 milk. The thought in my head played out that she was going for a “pathetic carton of Rev”. I thought to remind her to check the use-by-date. When I pointed at the date on the Rev, she turned her head from the phone and gave me a disapproving look. The made me point to the date even more, whispering at her to “focus on the use-by-date”. To help her, I stuck my thumb up at her when it was a good date.

She eventually listened and and put milk for 3 OCT and 4 OCT in the basket, but only after I signalled for her to do so. I then went into an aisle myself while she was still at the milk fridge. The dream was now amplifying what she was saying to her dad. She was saying something like “Eh-Karla, you see her everywhere! You see milk, you see Karla, you see biscuits, you see Karla”. I came to her at the milk fridge to check on her. There was some Rev milk on the shelves that said “27 JUL 17/12” as the date and so I put my fingers in a cross position. When she saw my fingers, she immediately backed away from the milk carton.

She then went into the aisles where I was before to buy some dog biscuits. We then proceeded to the juice fridge as she wanted to buy some orange juice. Once again, it was a brand different to what I thought she was going to get. As we walked past the juice fridge at the front of the store, I called her over and recommended that she gets the Coles brand orange juice. She said that she had gotten it before. We were then at the checkouts and some old guy starts talking to WB. He said something like, “It's pretty nifty to get a place at Coles for just 16 dollars”. The guy then disappeared and our items were at the other end.

I asked her what Coles she works at. I couldn't understand her at first and so I had to keep repeatedly asking. Eventually, I heard her say “David Street”. I got so excited and kept saying to her “It's the one near my TAFE!”. I then want over to two plastic bags of groceries and picked them up, taking them for her. As we walked through the mall, she started to become grumpy again. There was also someone else walking with us and so while WB was staying really far back from me, I tried to be exactly in the middle of her and the other girl. When we got to WB's car, the dream then ended.

Dream 203 E - Fix The Neighbours House
I was in an unknown area, talking to a random Asian boy who was actually a family friend in the dream. He said his mum was really upset as they had to move into a new house and she didn't like the way the neighbour's house looked. I examined the house and it was just a plain white weather-board house that had nothing in it. There were no people living in the house either, so I just demolished it straight away. The dream skipped to the end where the mum and the boy thanked me and they moved into their new house.

Dream 203 F - Crazy Balloon Arms
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my mum, dad and I were in Coles at Waverley Gardens. I don't remember what happened exactly. This random guy approached my mum. Then my dad came up behind him and said something. Then we see this person in the middle of the shops with this weird contraption on each side of his arms. It was something to do with after a procedure at a hospital. The device would make this guy flail his arms around crazily. That's all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



That's a record broken again, first time for 6 dreams in one night! In Dream 203 D, I was actually surprised that it was "date intelligent"... Like, milk usually expires in a few days, doesn't it? So I think it's amazing that the dates were 5 and 6 days away, whereas the milk from before 29 SEP would have been so stale and maybe even mouldy.

Date of Dream: THU 28 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 202 - Celebs At Your Doorstep

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was in a Sportsgirl shop in some unknown suburb. I was walking around, looking for clothes with WB as she followed me, having an unimpressed look pasted onto her face.

The dream scene then changed to my family going to visit relatives in Geelong. We were walking along the Waterfront when I got subconscious notice of an event nearby. TH's brother (who does not exist in real life) was holding some concert at a big cafe. My family just wanted to go home after the walk but I had other ideas.

When we walked past the cafe, I secretly derailed from the rest of the family and went to the door. Only at the doorstep, TH's mum SH sees me and comes up to talk to me. My dad comes in and acts all starstruck, saying that this event deserves so many photos. The rest of the family outside couldn't wait and so continued home. I don't remember the rest of the dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: WED 27 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 201 - Separated Sections

Dream 201 A - Jells Park Dentistry
The dream started at Jells Park on a nice day. I was approaching a playground that I realised hadn't been there before. Just as I am asking myself what the heck it is, Dreamy WB appears behind me in an Oktoberfest outfit with her hair frizzed out and tells me it's the new “Wooden Fleet Playground”. In real life there are only 3 playgrounds, so this must have been the 4th one in the dream. I rush for the wooden swing, sitting to face the lake but unfortunately the sun is going in my eyes. I turn around to face the carpark.

Dreamy WB then starts talking to me and that's when I become aware of my upcoming dental appointment. I asked Dreamy WB if she could attend to stop me from being nervous and she said she could. I then said I would ask the dentist if it was okay for her to attend the appointment... I was going to text him on my phone. I told Dreamy WB it was someone called Collin. I looked to see if I had a contact for someone called Collin in my phone.

I found someone called “Colin Ho Ho”. I actually called him but he said that he wasn't the dentist and that it was another Collin. He additionally told me to look for Collin in the park. I thought I had soon found the right Collin but when I spoke to him, it was “Colin Ho Ho” again... Some Asian looking guy. He ended up telling me though that it would be okay to bring Dreamy WB into the dental appointment.

There was now no one else in the dream... Dreamy WB and I decided to flake out on the grass. We then decided that we should practice our position for the dentist. I lay down on top of her while her arms buckled over me. I had to check to make sure she wasn't obstructing my mouth in any way. To check, I put a finger in my mouth and started moving it around. At one point, my finger hit her cheek bone and there was also some of her hair going into my mouth. She sunk down slightly to make it so the second time I did the finger check, there were no interferences. It was agreed that we'd take that position at the dentist. The dream then ended.

Dream 201 B - The End Of The World
I don't remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown place. There was this strange event going on... I've also forgotten what the event was. It was taking place in this staged area and the audience were up, sitting on steep steps. I went to this place initially with my brother NB but I was separated from him. I battled the rest of the audience so I could sit next to him. When I sat sat next to him, I perceived a bad energy descending into the dream. I started to become internally scared. My intuition was telling me that the world was coming to an end. My brother started to look scared too but not as scared as I was. I told him I would go and look for someone who could save us.

I ran out of the auditorium and through an empty foyer. I encountered Dreamy WB who held the exact same appearance as in Dream 201 A. I ran up to her, panicking like anything. I ended up rapidly tugging on the white part of her dress and saying to her something like “who initiated the end of the world?!”. She said that she did as there was a reason for it but that she could also save me. She didn't do something straight away... In fact, she had vanished. I looked at the floor, noticing it was like the bottom of a swimming pool.

Then the water started to rise. I screamed in fright because I couldn't see Dreamy WB anywhere. When the water gets a few centimetres higher, the front door of the building swings right open and she comes in, body surfing on this rubber board. As the water is now at my knees, she pulls me onto the board, bringing me close with one arm while she uses the other arm to control her direction. She explained to me what purpose the board had but I have forgotten the exact explanation. I do remember her commenting on the board's colours which were, at the time, black and cyan.

I then looked around while still clutched close to Dreamy WB and saw many people on these boards, each in pairs. On another board was my brother, with whom I recognised as Noah the substitute dream guide back in Dream 141 C. Noah was holding NB in exactly the same way that Dreamy WB was holding me. Back at our board, she then told me that she could change the colour of the board and it would have a slightly different use. The colour of everyones' board changed to orange and yellow but the structure of the board ended up being no different.

She then looked right at me and gave me a really wide smile. She then said that the next thing she would change it to was a special board. The colour combination changed to red and lime and she was still smiling. Dreamy WB was right to say that the board was special... For some reason, despite the now deep water below, I couldn't help but smile and laugh with her. We weren't on the special board much as the dream soon ended.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Batteries Are Charged (Receive 5 hugs from Dreamy WB)
>> 1. Tight hug at the swimming carnival (136 A)
>> 2. Hugged me after the hissing kitten (164 A)
>> 3. Hugged me when I found her at the hairdressers (167 A)
>> 4. Hugged me when the water was rising (183)
>> 5. Held me in a hugging position before the dentist appointment (201 A).



A part of Dream 201 B that I think was absolutely amazing; not only was I saved but the dream had remembered the sheer terror of my brother and he got saved too! It was the sweetest thing to have Noah, the so called emergency dream guide, return and be a support for not me, but my brother. I'd like to be creative and think all those other boards were miscellaneous dream guides with their miscellaneous dreamers.

Date of Dream: TUE 26 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 200 - New Term Diploma

I don't remember much of this dream. Of the parts I can remember, the dream was playing the subjects I'm going to be doing next term for my diploma in real life. The dream claimed that my tax class was going to be from 9:00 AM to 11:00 AM but then I said out loud that it was wrong and that the tax class would be from 9:00 AM to 12:00 PM. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: SAT 23 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 199 - The Road To A Better Place

I don't remember everything that happened in this dream. From where I do remember, the dream camera was showing BT and WB in a car. BT was in the drivers seat and WB was in the passengers seat, holding a quiet baby. They didn't have any particular destination to go to, at least the dream didn't make me think so. The next scene is where I came in. I thought that BT wasn't really doing anything to help WB, so I hopped in the car.

Now the dream didn't really show me hopping in the car properly. It was rather BT in there, and then the next minute it was me. So I was actually able to drive WB and the baby somewhere. I found myself driving along these random roads that I thought at first lead to nowhere. It was revealed later on in the dream that I was taking them to my fortress, which is where I was supposedly going to offer WB and the baby some rest and recuperation. The only thing is that the roads were really long and windy. I never ended up reaching the fortress, I was only able to see the sign from a distance. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: WED 20 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 198 - Difficult Decisions

The dream started on the Killester grounds... I was coming in to visit for a day. In front of the year 12 classrooms was EGor. I asked her what she was doing and she said that she was going to be helping at the music concert tonight. She asked me what time we had to be there and I said 6:30 PM. She then said that a lot of past year 12s would be doing it. It was currently lunch time and so I was going to find some other students. In the dream, the school is of a bigger size than in waking life. I soon realised that the year 12s hung out nowhere near the year 12 classrooms... In fact, it was only me and EGor with no one else around.

So off I went as usual, I was attempting to locate the whereabouts of WB. I ended up heading towards the library and that's where I saw a big group of current year 12 girls but I still couldn't see WB. I was then walking through a corridor to a classroom and that's when I could see WB's reflection through the glass, she had her typical boofy hairstyle.

I was then in the classroom and the teacher was Mrs V from primary school. I was bending down to pack my bag and AM was behind me, being annoying, trying to constantly wave in my face. When I finished packing, I turned around and and gave a slow, unenthusiastic wave back. Mrs V then made a comment that it's ideal to wave goodbye to everyone in the class.

I was then outside and still wanted to speak to WB but I didn't much time as it was 3:15 PM and the bus was going to leave at 3:30 PM. I looked at my watch after some time and it said 5:30 PM in analogue time. A stranger approached me and told me to actually think of the time now as 4:30 PM. I headed out to the front of the school and noticed that every single bus had left.

Mrs McN was sitting in the bus shelter and she tells me off because I missed all the buses. I deflected her comments by saying that I would just text my mum to come and pick me up. Some random empty bus then just magically appeared in front of me. I got my phone and texted, “Dorothy, can you please come and pick me up?”. I thought to myself “who's Dorothy? I soon realised and corrected the text to “Dreamy WB, can you please come and pick me up?”.

Only then did the dream scene change to me being at home, seemingly on the weekend. My parents were having a mild argument about something, so I retreated to my bedroom to keep away. I pulled my phone out and saw this image of Dreamy WB in one of her more glamourous forms. I noticed though that my phone was on a really low battery percentage and so I had to change it soon or I would no longer have access to Dreamy WB.

I look at the battery percentage and it's ½... So apparently there's a percentage measure between 1 and 0 now. I go to the dining room and sacrifice my phone to plug into my laptop. Stop reading if your sensitive to puberty <<. The last scene of the dream shows that I have just started my period. I then wake up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: MON 18 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 197 - Lessons With Strangers

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, I was doing the TAFE diploma in my dream. I can't remember what the class specifically was on Monday morning... It was a mixture of communications and accounting theory. The teacher seemed very strict to start with. She did say to the class that she would treat us better if we could look after her daughter.

The dream scene then skipped to being outside somewhere, next to this Venice-like canal. Next to the canal, there was this purple, glowing-like figure in a glass capsule that resembled a baby. I said to myself “it's the teacher's daughter!”. I opened the capsule, took the baby out of it and started playing with her. I played for a while, trying to impress the teacher, who wasn't in this scene though.

Eventually, things started getting weird and the baby was starting to lose her purple glow. Some mysterious energy had pulled the baby in the canal and was slowly destroying it... Trying to drown it. Soon, the figure didn't resemble a baby and was rather all these mashed up cubes of weirdly coloured jelly. I ended up screaming “WB! The Baby! Don't worry about looking after me anymore... Get the baby!”. I then suddenly felt energy that was originally with me, starting to fade out. Then I look over to the dark, slimy canal and see the jelly have its purple glow return, with the figure slowly morphing back into a baby. Dreamy WB (still invisible) had directed the baby out of the canal and that's when the dream scene changed.

The dream scene was now in some computer lab on a Tuesday afternoon and a diploma MYOB class was taking place. SI wasn't teaching this year and so I thought we might have RH instead... That wasn't the case. I looked confused when this young looking Asian guy came into the room. I found out that we were having him and his name was Terrence. At first, I was concerned with the way he taught but eventually, I really liked his methods and personality.

The final scene of the dream gave an overview of all the subjects in the current diploma term. I found out that on Tuesday morning, we had a guy called Steve for law. The dream then showed the name of the teacher we had on Monday morning and it was some really long, European name that I can't remember. Also for the Monday morning subject, the dream showed that we were using mostly all this coloured craft paper for all our projects. The dream then ended.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: SUN 17 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 196 - Separated Sections

Dream 196 A - The Solution Is African Oil
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, all the adults in the house were really aggressive towards me, constantly shouting at me. My mum then pointed into my bedroom and told me to clean it all, especially the bottom of the bed that was coated in filthy stuff. For a while, I was just examining the muck in my bedroom while muttering curses at my attackers.

The dream then skipped to me driving by myself in my own car. I became stationary and suggested to myself that I call Dreamy WB on the phone, asking her to come over with her apparently famous “African Oil” to clean the bed slats. The dream ended before I touched the phone

Dream 196 B - Peachy Clones
I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, we were at this random house in an unknown area. Around the place, I would keep discovering variations of the Princess Peach action figure lying around the place... None of them had correct features to be the original one, for instance; no jewel on the dress, different hairstyle, different skirt length, no crown.

There started becoming other types of action figures too. There was one that resembled me but was wearing a Princess Daisy dress. Two of my brother's friends were outside and they were about to verse each other in some game of chess. One boy had a team comprising of different action figures but the other boy had a team of entirely Princess Peach, as there were so many of them.

Back inside the house, we were having a family meal when there was mention of a cultural get-together with our Croatian relatives. I recommended that they come here to Australia. The rest of the family didn't agree with me and insisted we go to Croatia. The dream scene changed to me, mum and grandma flying on the plane. We were going to stop at Singapore for more than a day but I protested due to all the high storey hotels.

We got to Singapore and no one was changing their minds. We eventually saw an accommodation place that was only a small, straw barn. There was a compartment in the barn for each of us. The dream then ended.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

This is from going over old notes and typing it up in a neater format months later.

September 29, 2017 to September 30, 2017.

I forgot these dreams at first, until I laid back down from trying to write them. Then, they came back to mind.

There was a part where no one wanted to hear my raps.

Turtle, turtle, turtle, who needed a bigger shell. I got him a new one from another organism that was blue. It had top and bottom segments you could take apart.

There was a magazine with an Egyptian thing in a stack of wicker baskets. Some kind of waiting room or lobby.

Going downstairs to play video game. It was a 3 player game. My friend G F as well as girls were there too. Something about a beige carpet. Months later, some dreams I don't see as clearly.

Then I wrote, trapped in a building. Couldn't get out. Brown doors. Some teacher guy?

As I write it, it comes to me!

A meeting with a guy with a big hat. Great memory!







This dream I remember vividly. There was a black centipede thing in this spider web. It was tremendous. I tried to grab a stick. It had sharp legs. It turned slowly out from its web thing to look at me. As it did this it seemed to grow. I turned to run away. As I ran, I felt very sluggish and slow, like I weighed a lot, or my legs were stuck to the ground. I felt stuck. I felt lots of fear that the big centipede monster would catch up to me and attack or something. This sense of running but being stuck in place triggered lucidity somehow. I think I realized I was dreaming and flew up. 5 months later, I can't quite remember exactly what happened. maybe the dream just jumped to a new scene. But it was one of my earlier lucid dreams and a cool way to get lucid. I know I flew later though and I think it had to do with this "spark" of lucidity.

Something with T S. Are you righty or lefty? A tear down his fathers eye. T S almost falling backwards down stairs. I had gone to where T S was to look for his father. I got the sense that his father didn't like me talking to him. T S wanted to learn to write. I think I wanted to help. T S is somewhere further along the autism spectrum but I always saw him as a whole and complete person. There was something with their family having library books on the table. I remember doing something with the pile of library books. I think this was a lucid part of the dream where I felt like I was being helpful.

I forgot if anything happened next. I found myself outside and flew into the air! One of my early lucid flying experiences. I flew up by kind of seeing the map beneath me zoom out. Like somehow imagining the ground beneath me getting smaller could make me fly. For a moment, my sister was with me. I was carrying her through the sky as I flew. I have had many lucid dreams where my sister appeared and I tried to help her with dreaming skills. So I made it so the back yard got very small. Then I saw its outline. Someone on the ground was yelling at me as I ascended higher and higher. I remember this was interesting to me as maybe it was a part of my consciousness afraid to go further into lucid dreaming. I still have a fear of flying in lucid dreams actually for various reasons. Either I think it will wake me up, or I think the dream police will come get me. It has been about 6 months now and I hope to move past that fear so I can enjoy flying in L D's. Flying in lucid dreams is probably symbolic and so part of my dream journey is to clear things that block me from flying freely.

One dream detail was something in a state park place. I don't remember more about this one.

I dreamed of my orange glasses. I kept dreaming that I couldn't find my Decibel Defense headset, and there was leaf blower noise. I think I remember this dream. I was at a desk in my room toward the end of the day.

Later in the dream, my phone kept changing to these blue port window things. Not the default Operating System. I kept feeling my physical body, then thinking, "No, stay in this dream." This happened on the time when we ate the blue things, too.

I guess there were more parts I forgot. Then I flew up into this attic loft. I was trying to summon a wummon. I was lucid. I tried twice to close my eyes and make her appear. I hadn't learned about thinking the person will be behind me or around the corner yet, so i was trying to make them appear in front of me. I noted that this was the same attic loft that I made the blue blocks turn into food and ate them.

There was also a bit about adding table sugar, which I never ear, to a batch of brown rice and beans, which I eat almost every day. I tasted it and worried, thinking I would have to throw out the batch, due to the sugar. That dream detail came to mind after I laid back down. I had a high success rate at the time with remembering a dream detail the next time I woke up if I fell asleep without writing it.

In the next "round of dreams", I didn't remember any at first. I knew I slept and I knew I dreamed though, so tried. I remembered that my friend A R was hammering trees with a metal spike pick.
There was a red You Tube button that fell off this wall near a ramp we were walking along. Something about we couldn't have it. It was like this red knob that fell down.

It seemed weird that I couldn't remember any of these dreams. Something with a guy from school who worked with computers. I wrote, "Something about boys?"

My sister's phone number had 3 extension digits after it.

We were at a sink and 2 girls were complaining about how much soap we were using. I said, I don't normally use that much, but it is really dirty. I had a tupperware and two sponges, one with Scotch Brite pad.

What happened during this dream recall was that it was around 7 in the morning. I was trying to recall the dreams as I sat in my chair. I think some time had already passed since waking up but I was able to keep digging back for one more detail, and another, by sort of hyper focusing on the visual of the last detail I got. Then others would pop up around it. I broke this one by answering the phone, and couldn't get back to it. Who knows what else I would have remembered! Every dream detail matters, and now, I definitely don't even turn the phone on at all until I have remembered my dreams in full.

Notes. That was exciting to go back through these. The story of remembering the dream is just as much a story as the dream itself.

I was in a classroom, a large one actually, the half of it was actually empty ,we sat on the front end , where the door was . The teacher was that old guy from my school , he teached physics back then , he was a cool guy.
And some classmates was screwing with him ,all of em looked like poor low class people, simple streefolks.
I wasnt paying too much attention to that. But then I just lost my pasta', I stood up and started to throw chairs and what else, screaming "die , all of you , you damn peasants, swaggers , sh******s, just dieeeee----"then i woke up cuz i knew somehow that im dreaming and was afraid that i may have been screaming in real life.

It felt good , with the last scream I started to release the anger, was like a very dense fluid going out from all the recesses of my body with very high pressure. It was amazing, but I ended it abruptly , unfortunately.