non-lucid

Yesterday I got an idea that I can play ASRM from Pornhub on earphones during WBTB so even if I fail then still I have chance for nice dream. And I done this.
First, in morning (0630 am) I set up alarm clock and I woke up. According with the plan I played prepared looped ASRM and I went back to sleep. I had problem with falling to sleep and max what I got it was deep relax. Not bad but it wasn’t my goal. I spend 1 hour in bed and I woke up.
Next, because of cancelled 2h of e-learning I had some time for nap so I repeated my procedure. At 0950 I went to bed and I played prepared looped ASRM. First about 20 minutes was the same – just regular relax but I decided to stay in bed anyway. After few more minutes I fell asleep.

Dream 1 (lucid)
I restored my awareness in late pre-dream state. Right before the dream started. I felt like my eyes was trying to open by itself so I was focused on keeping my eyes closed. But they opened anyway. “Fuck it” - I thought and woke up. Habitually I grabbed my phone for time checking and before I even looked at my phone I recognized fact I’m in dream. I felt sleepy and dizzy and I hardly stand on my feet. Anyway I reminded that I wish to talk with my subconscious so I went to my door with intention with that intention. When I opened the door I saw nothing. Next room was much more darker and the only thing what I saw (exclude empty corridor) shadow (and only shadow) of unspecified person. I went to next door with same intention – I want summon my subconscious behind door but next room was empty. After that I woke up.

I still had 1 more hour of free time so I stayed in bed and I drifted off almost instantly.

Dream 2 (lucid)
I don’t remember that dream very well. And to be honest that lucid dream was more like half lucid but still this is success for me.
I was in my bed. I saw via my opened door that my mother and grandfather come back to home so I decided to do nothing. For some reasons I didn’t recognized them as NPC although I was aware that I’m in dream.

I woke up and again instantly drifted off.

Dream 3 (non lucid)
This dream wasn’t lucid BUT… BUT it was about I was making entry in DJ on this forum. And in this dream I made well accurate description of 2 previouse lucid dreams. Even somebody replayed to me but I don’t remember what about it was.

I’m not sure if I woke up after that dream or not

Dream 4 (lucid)
Same like in dream no. 2 that dream was more like half lucid and my memory from this dream isn’t perfect. Anyway, I remember much more than in dream 2.
Because I was still hearing ASRM so I decided to make some fun. But for some reason I didn’t even tried to summon someone to play with me and I spent that time alone :/

Dream 5 (non lucid)
I was playing in video game. Something between simcity and city skyline. Nothing special, BUT… sometimes in that dream I was thinking about lucid dreaming

Summary: That nap was awesome! It’s my record in LD chaining. And even non lucid dreams were related with lucidity. Tomorow I have free day, so I will do the same thing
I'm wondering on one thing. What exactly helped me with lucidity? It passed almost one month when I started with ADA and in this period of time this is 4th "lucid-related event" (I'm counting failed WILD during competition when I was close to enter into dream), so my theory is: That asrm probably is working as anchor for me and because I'm training ADA so maybe my WILD skill is boosted?

Another nap dream which was longer than needed because I had two hours of sleep today and set an alarm for the nap, but fell back asleep. Glad I got my eight hours sleep anyways

In my dream I spontaneously traveled to the Netherlands to go to the cinema with my best friends from high school (coincidentally asked me to go to the film today) we get to the cinema and joke around, there's this goth-alt looking woman who looks like a woman I worked with before at a tech festival as well as the woman who works at a bar in Berlin who's slightly disturbed and annoyed by our behaviour and takes me out of the group because she trusts me the most. We go to a private room and she tells me she's giving me access to the projectors in the building which are big television screens with her face on it, I get to access them when her eyes on the photo are at a certain position. I get on my phone and edit the settings of the projection, having access to a bunch of trip-hop music videos she's made.

I walk back to my friends with a smug look on my face as if the woman took me to a room alone with her to make love to her, my friends all walk up to me like "What did you do???" before my friends are being brought home by a parent, around this time I got a bit aware that things weren't adding up as 1) my friends can drive and 2) it suddenly hit me that I traveled to the Netherlands from Berlin with lord knows what money and had no idea how to travel back. I go to my family home in the Netherlands where my mom meets me normally as if I still lived there saying "Where did you go??"

Then moments before I woke up a "scene selection" screen appeared before my eyes that looked like like this:

• -----
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• cinema kino
• family home zuhause
• -----
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As if I hadn't "unlocked" the other locations
I then suddenly woke up and wrote all of this down here, that scene selection screen unironically is making me wonder if maybe we really are living in a simulation or matrix as it seemed like I was placed in a scenario, which I technically was lol

Dream was in Dutch.

Edit: this is what the "scene selection" screen looked like:
https://soapdispensersalesman.tumblr.com/post/712976182053896192/today-during-my-depression-nap-i-had-this-trippy

Pre-WBTB
My girlfriend SB shows me a new type of thread she is working with. It is layered type of thing. There is red material inside a main branch of thread and it can be stretched. I'm playing with it and she asks me to stop so I don't ruin it. She is working on new home project.

Post-WBTB
I get up and take the Yuschak primary trigger. I stay awake about 10 minutes and prepare my DJ. I re-read some old dreams, go to the bathroom, and then head back to bed. I lay for awhile and the vibrations come pretty quick. I get through one cycle of them, no images. I get a second one, and then I see a white flash, then more vibrations. I think about how last time I "missed the bus" at the end. This time, I imagined a first person view of my hands in front of me, similar to a FPS game. This visual formed at the end of the tunnel. Next thing I knew, I was standing hands outstretched exactly how I visualized. My first full WILD. Nice!

I'm lucid in a place that looks like my Grandma P's bedroom. My girlfriend SB is there. I stabilize by rubbing my hands together and touching things around the room. I talk to SB for a bit but I forgot the conversation. Also, spicy content occurs but I forget the details. I lose lucidity for a bit. Later, I'm lucid in a place that looks like my friends AG and HS' old apartment. There was some conflict here but I lost the details.

Some time later I've lost lucidity and my brother A and I are in my car. We are outside a house on a sunny day. I'm yelling at him about something. I recall feeling how hoarse my throat felt. He broke something near the drink holder on my car, and is still arguing with me and trying to give me a stack of bills. I'm frustrated cause I'm trying to fix the drink holder and my hands are busy. He doesn't care.

I probably should have gotten up to record the lucids sooner. I know I lost a lot of details here, but happy I got another lucid. Seems like the supplements work for me. It's also possible that weekend extra sleep time might be doing the trick. Might be worth it to isolate those conditions and find out. I also woke up after 5 hours this time instead of the usual 6. I may have WILD'd into the end of a sleep cycle instead of the beginning, which could have contributed to the instability. Next time, 5.5 hours before waking might be better. I think the 10 minutes awake seems to be good though.

Conditions
1hr Cycling
5hr/10m WBTB
4th Yuschak Primary Trigger Attempt (8Mg Galantamine, 250Mg Choline Bitartrate)

3/21/23

At highschool walking around
I see a math teacher I had in middle school
We talk while walking down the rotunda
He's talking about one of his classes
I ask him specifically how he is doing
He is surprised and I can tell pleased by my interest in his well-being
I notice my reflection in the windows and see my hair is styled like it was when I was a freshman
It is the last day of school so everyone is very informal as the day ends
There are large groups of my peers gathered by the exit taking pictures of each other
We all burst out the doors at once into the parking lot
I notice my current car parked on the street right by the entrance
As I approach I notice my car has been broken into, one of the windows is forced down and one of the side doors is slightly ajar
I'm put off but not too worried because I keep no valuables in my car
I shout, Ah man! Wtf! Someone broke into my car!?
People notice and a small group go into a frenzy of "oh wow, nice! This is YOUR car???"
A few of them circle the car with me assessing the situation
A mutual friend climbs into the driver seat before me and pretends to start it up
I jokingly ask him "lol dusty you gonna drive my car huh?" He exits the vehicle
When I sit down I notice everything is torn up like the thieves we're looking for something
My passenger seat had been ripped up, glove box broken, center console opened and papers everywhere
I sigh at the violation and start the car to leave

I am with Sunny in a major south east Asian country
It feels like a metropolitan south Korean with tall city buildings and ancient temples/sites peppered between them
I am in complete awe with the amount of details around me
The traffic feels alive, we are walking with a group it seems but I can't stop looking around at the odd angles the highrises have balconies and extravagant walkways between them
I gather we are going to some special ritual put on by the people here
We have to travel to the place together and it seems like the crowd is growing the closer we get
We have to make our way up a very tight very old tower with rustic stairs and a somewhat medieval aesthetic
I notice how packed the stairs are as we get higher and high
It occurs to me I'm in a country with fewer building codes and collapses are somewhat frequent
The whole structure is swaying with the movement of the procession up the never ending staircase
I get worried about being caught inside this thing if it tumbles so I tell sonny I can't go this way and need to leave while running back down the stairway opposite the torrent of people coming up
We get back to the street level with no issue and continue the general direction towards the ritual but along the street this time
I am still amazed at the detail and just how foreign everything feels
There are planters with unique plants all along the buildings storefronts we pass
Everything is very well lit and feels fancy in this part of town
We pass an attraction which is kind is ride I gather
There is a little car shaped like a streamlined spaceship on the sidewalk, it is a very shiny bluish gray colour with a single point in the front, and two points at the back
I reach for my phone to take a picture and feel 3 different phones stacked in my pocket
I keep telling sonny how amazing this all is because I've never been to Asia before
We arrive at our destination which feels like a large hotel lobby with a massive bar/atrium area inside hundreds of people are elbows to elbows standing around
Everyone is wearing orange and white
We are in a line and a they are handing out what appear to be white kitchen towels with an orange corner folded into an armband, one for each person
We are told to put the band on our selection and that would signify which one was special
There are thousands of bottles of alcohol and deserts of all shapes and colours on every surface of the main gathering area
They are already going through other people's selection's, making an announcement everytime they pick one up declaring this is the item they will provide this year
It feels important as there are chimes and incense and chanting, the ambiance feels spiritual
I put the armband on and begin to survey the selections, there are too many options to consider
I stand to the side taking it all in as the dream fades

I've been feeling s little sickish and could feel that in my dream as well, I had a dream about work, and although I cannot legally disclose what I do at my job (9 to 5 office job), this dream felt like an official "first day" where I'll br doing yhe first thing by myself, but in the canteen. While talking to all other worker who exactly found myself at the same place I was standing at.

I also moved to Austria and I met my only friend from Austria, or at least a version of him generated by my subconscious.

I had this moment where I thought "I'm going to work and I'll be the greatest I've ever been at it" and that's when my alarm went off.

It's almost as if they felt my brain waves lol

I don't recall where it started, but I took off from somewhere. I flew over what could have been dunes, or desert shrubland. I noticed a bunch of beheaded kamikazes from Serious Sam down below, so I wanted to kill them. Once again I struggled with mid-air controls a bit, things like changing direction and stopping inertia. Anyway, I landed and attacked the kamikazes. I wanted to use a power on them but I think it didn't work, so I had to kick down a dried-up (dead) tree and use its trunk as a spear. I impaled a kamikaze on the tree trunk, which was satisfying. In a later scene, I was in a MASSIVE underground cave, still flying, fighting Voldemort and his massive army of giant eagles (from Lord of the Rings). I attacked them by ripping the feathers from their wings, and causing them to crash to the ground. I had acquired a letter of sorts. This letter had to be destroyed to "complete the plot" and vanquish evil (consider it a stand-in for the One Ring). I knew it was someone's mission to destroy it, but now that it was in my possession, I figured: "why can't I do it, and do it much faster?" So I got the letter, and dove down some kind of empty elevator shaft (still flying). I smashed the letter into the bottom of the shaft, and this supposedly "destroyed" it. However, I had a part of it still in my hand, and the text on it had changed into a message aimed it me: the letter could only be destroyed at the right time and in the right place, and presumably, by the right person. No shortcuts. I couldn't just skip three 3-hour movies and finish the whole plot in 10 minutes. Someone else had to actually complete the entire journey.

One last scene involved having to make out with a girl who had questionable mouth hygiene, and a few other details I don't care to write down here.

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Captured at Not-Nazarick
I'm my best friend D's den at his parent's house. My uncle K has been shot multiple times in the head with a pistol but he isn't going down. I can see fleshy material where the bullet went in. They keep shooting him. They test talking to him and he isn't coherent anymore, but doesn't go down. Some time later I'm hiding in a side bathroom that isn't normally there (it's normally in a different off-shoot of the room). I try to call 911 but get interrupted. The captors take me upstairs where D's room normally is, and it is outfitted as a 'hacker's room'. There are two hackers there and they have multiple monitor setups. They also have keyboards that virtually scroll vertical, and they explain that this makes them type faster. They tell me my 911 call is pointless because they blocked it. For some reason, the team of captors remind me of the staff of Nazarick from the anime Overlord (they aren't the characters though). We go to the foyer downstairs and they all crowd there. Apparently they have decided to let me go. There is an emotional goodbye (the leader reminds me of my friend JV) and then I leave through the front door.

I'm running through a gloomy version of my neighborhood with overgrown grass and deep dark green colors. I end up running through a random house through an open window, observe the living room while running, and leave through another open area without stopping. It is similar to how I was doing it in the Woods Nightmare dream. I was worried about waking the owners of the home as I ran through. I end up on a high patio, and I have the feeling that I am being tracked. The dream overall is scary, but doesn't have the same sense of dread as a nightmare.


The neighborhood. Made with Stable Diffusion.

Ignoring Work and the Jungle
I'm at my desk at work. My coworker D is sitting next to me explaining something. Others nearby are listening intently, but I decide that it isn't important and ignore him. I tell him that. He thinks it is funny. No hard feelings. Dream feels lighthearted.

Fragment
I recall a muggy jungle with maybe some drizzle but not much else.

Potential Influencing Factors:
Exercise - 1 hour of walking.
Meditation - About 15 minutes of visualization.
Diet - Ate heavy meal at Panda Express.

I was at my friend K's house, sitting in the living room where we used to hang out. Her dog had died (it died years ago IRL) and she was mourning that she wasn't able to be with her in her last moments. I was crying with her as we put her dog into a small wooden coffin with a bronze cross on it.

...

Later, the dog plot is over and we are just sitting and talking. The dream is semi-lucid and we are talking in the pretense that we are in a shared dream.

"You know I always liked you and dropped lots of hints but you never took our relationship to the next level." (Huh boy here we go with THIS plot again.)

"Because I only liked you as a friend." I responded. "And I don't like this game playing dropping hints and making moves game. Love is love and if you feel something you should openly tell someone and not subscribe to societal conventions. Life is short..." I gestured outside to where we buried the dog. "Too short to be playing games with other peoples feelings."

She kind of bounces in her seat like an impatient toddler and clenches her fists. Kind of acting immature in that manner where you are self aware that you are acting immature and could actually be more mature about the subject if you wanted to.

"But thats not FAIIRRRR!!!" During this time the dream scene changes to the park in front of my current home, though the sofa she is sitting on remains as-is. She fades into the background. There is a large wooden open pavilion with a concrete floor and picnic tables under it. Some DCs are in there. There are about ten of them, all late teens/YA. One of them is a boy with wavy hair not wearing a shirt. I stop and have an interaction with them. The shirtless boy is kind of a jerk. Some of the other DCs feel like combinations or reinterpretations of kids from the neighborhood I grew up in.

K comes back into the scene though she now seems like a combination of K and C. "You're such a hypocritical ass." She says ass in a really vitriolic way like she wants it to hurt my feelings though it doesn't affect me. "You don't think about what I want. You won't be the person I want you to be and you won't be with me because you'd rather be with-" She says the word like a bug flew into her mouth. "Manei."

"HEY!" Manei shouts from over my shoulder very loud. I think to myself, 'wow she almost scared me awake. Wait... if I can be scared awake, that means I am dreaming.'

"Hade is this girl bothering you?"

"Yes."

She walks over to the K/C hybrid DC and is maybe a head and a half taller than her. The K/C hybrid charges at her and starts punching manei in the chest and stomach but she doesn't even flinch or respond. She picks up the DC, who is wearing a white tank top, by the sort of front collar/chest area and lifts her up with one arm fully extended (the K/C hybrid is still flailing around like a rabid animal) and looks at her like she is something she scraped off the bottom of her shoe for a second, then her expression mellows.

"No Violencia aqui, por favor. Es un tiempo wake up."

Then overhand throws her so hard she goes flying off in the sky. The physics don't really work out as she floats away rather slowly at first, tumbling through the air upwards at about a 45 degree angle at maybe 20-30kph and then starts to gradually speed up as she gets further away. She disappears in the sky with a 'ding' and a shimmer of light like when team rocket blasts off.

"That was in-appropriate. Nobody else do that or I will 'yeet' you also." She says to the other DCs who all scatter and run away. One of them climbs over a picnic table and his leg gets stuck causing him to faceplant on the concrete in a quite comical way. Manei says something else about the lucid dreaming competition being pointless and that it is time for me to wake up.

DILD x1 10pt

-+-

I took a nap and woke up with abou one hour and 45 minutes left on the clock for the comp in my timezone. Wasn't trying to get a miracle but might as well log the extra points (the dreams were funny).

Spoiler for cw: masturbation:

Anyways I was at my old childhood home and this family shows up at the door with a present for me. I unwrap it and its a large yellow cylinder maybe 30cm in diameter and 150-170cm tall. It has a siren on top and a big red button. It's labeled in big bold red letters "masturbation station". The father of the family shows me that when you press the button the top, the siren on top goes off for a few seconds and then the top unfolds into a wide flat bed/table and a sort of robot arm comes out and idles near you. It has textured black rubber grippers and the hand is sort of shaped to... well... help you out. It also has a dispenser for tissues and lotion as well as very detailed instructions painted on a little panel that comes up on the side of the bed showing what positions to get into. He then lets slide that he "worked hard to clean it up and repair it because it was heavily used."

At first I was thinking this is sort of a funny joke present and laughed along with them as the family's son who was about 12 couldn't stop giggling. My grandparents were there and my grandmother was looking at the scene like "what the fuck" but my grandfather was filming and trying very hard not to laugh. But my attitude completely shifts the moment he mentions that somebody has really been beating their meat for years using this thing. I say that it feels like getting someone elses used underwear... sure it was put through the wash three times in a row, but it was still used underwear. They seem to understand that I'm not being rude and maybe put off by that part. I am also thinking that when the plastic bed folds out it folds out on one side, but the thing doesn't have a wide base and even if its bottom heavy, it would fall over if you slept on it, which reinforces the idea that this is a joke product and not meant for actual use.

-+-

I am with Manei, semi lucid. We are shopping at an old-style grocery store because we are going to prepare a meal together. I note it is a smaller store not like a superstore in america and the product brands are all weird ones I've never seen before. I am looking through wooden bins of fruit and find a large orange. I comment to Manei how "In most parts of the world, people cannot ever get an orange, or its very rare because it has to be imported. It's important to appreciate how amazing it is we can try foods from all over the world." She seems to agree.

The scene changes when we leave the grocery store. It is late in the evening, the sun is going down but there is still some twilight and we are walking in the parking lot. It is very similar to the parking lot of the store in my old hometown but feels smaller and many of the buildings and streets are different. I specifically remember the five-lane stroad intersection being replaced with a two lane intersection. We get to Manei's car (which pretty consistently has been some kind of black sports car convertible for years, but I think she also has a green sort of offroad jeep type thing.) Someone has keyed her car all the way down the driver's side.

"It was probably the angry DC you yeeted last night-wait..."

I remember waking up and being in limbo for a second. I was going to mention to her that she could "look at the scratch, look away and look back" and if she expected it to be gone, it would go away.

2 dreams. Fun ones.

Dream 1: It all started with GTA 5. I was playing as a character that basically has cancer, but I need a chemical every few minutes to not die. I was doing a Heist with Mike and Franklin, getting these rich idiots’ cars and money from their homes. It was surprisingly complicated. Turns out though when we made it there, Lester was working there and I had to blow up lester as well. Crazy.

Dream 2: I was the same Cancer Man as last dream. Only this time I was at a friend's house. I found this app that worked double for VR. Had headphones to go with it too. The app was a fantasy simulator, that I oddly recall perfectly from before but don’t know where it is. It was average medieval fantasy stuff, but I had a slime girlfriend that I spent time with. In the house, we played piano and fought demons from the game. It was genuinely fun. Later on, I drove to a therapist and for some reason the slime girl was there with me, along with a relative. I had a really old iPad of mine from 2011, and nostalgia hit me. Then I woke up.

I had some non lucid dream that went on for awhile. The dream was at what was supposed to be a ski resort, though it felt like it was also a mixture of the lake at my aunt's vacation home in michigan and somewhere with snow-capped mountian like mt. fiji. I remember getting onto a flying ski lift chair and going very fast across the entire region to a big ski lodge resort building. Then feeling lost, and realizing I didn't have my phone, wallet, keys or any other personal belongings and couldn't remember how I'd gotten here. There was a lot of faffing about and general anxiety in a pretty discoherent manner.

At some point I got to a low level of lucidity. Manei and Madmonkey's guide, Juliana appeared. I remember Manei was wearing a black kimono with pink flowers. Juliana had a wooden magic wand, red and gold scarf and round glasses like harry potter. The two stated the intent to do a procedure on me to purge negative aspects of myself that were holding me down. They explained that everything in a dream is a projection of myself, but that negative aspects sometimes hide internally and need to be separated out into a separate entity in the dream world and then dealt with. Juliana waived a wand and a little point of light appeared out of it.

All of this brownish dust began moving out of my body, creating a really interesting sensation. It flowed out of me in streams and forms together into a humanoid form. Its sort of made out of twisted, warped petrified wood like material and flies around on fire jets like I do though it does not make blue fire on its right side. It also expands in size to... I don't know fifty or a hundred meters. It gets really big. The being also doesn't really have fingers or toes, its limbs just split apart into clusters of forking branches like tree roots. The being's head is made of cloth and inflated. Its head is an orange a hot air balloon made to look like a jack-o-lantern. But the face is animated and can change.

The being laughs in a cartoony deep evil demon voice and boasts that it is free of me and will now enact destruction. Manei then summons her malachite sword and launches into the air, crossing the distance almost instantly. She is in the narrow area where the balloon head is secured to the wood body and makes one circular cut all the way around, cutting 8 or so ropes. The being is defeated, its limp body falls into the lake and splashes down, and the jack o lantern balloon head seems to deflate but also floats upwards.

At my grandmother's house. Thinking about how it is always summer in my dreams but a cold March in reality. I want to go out to check the garden. There is a guarding girl who doesn't want to let me out, I tell her that I have to go to school in half an hour anyway and she lets me go.
I am in car with R. or maybe someone else, he takes a wrong turn and I am mad at him. I end up next to a mall with a group of schoolmates and I don't like it because I actually wanted to go to school. They want to go drinking. We argue in a small snack bar, right next to a railing of a mall atrium, several floors high. I say something bad to one of my schoolmates, Honza, a strong guy who weighs much more than I do. He gets mad and attempts to push me over the railing. We're struggling and the railing collapses. Seeing that I can't prevent the fall, I cling to him and take him with me. The dreams end before the fall actually happens, with us floating in the air.

Waking up disliking the ending because earlier this night, I was thinking that I would like to fly again or jump from a height. I reimagine the feeling of floating in the air and successfully DEILD back.

Falling. I slow the fall to levitation and land elegantly in a pirouette-like pose. I look for Honza and he's falling separately from me (and later than me, how convenient). I sent a rough burst of energy his way (this is like unaimed telekinesis, I am not counting it as a separate dream control because it works the same way), he bounces off it before reaching the ground like falling in an invisible trampoline, which gains me time and I catch him in more precise telekinesis and lower him slowly to the ground.
Together with my schoolmates again, I want to eat something and there is a supermarket with cash registers right next to us. There is a woman paying for her shopping and putting it in her bag. I see a truss of tomatoes there, take them (she ignores me) and put one in my mouth. I give the rest of the truss to my friends.
The tomato is awesome. Not really summer levels awesome but tasty and juicy. The sensation of eating it, including the juices bursting in my mouth and the texture of the seeds is so vivid and realistic that it makes me extremely happy. I want to share my happiness with one of my friends but she goes away and I quickly lose sight of her.
I decide to move on the 3-step tasks. The plan is to summon a potion and drink it. I check my pockets and find a bunch of thread spools but no potion.
I walk up stairs of a road overpass that should take me back to the higher floors of the mall because I am in the mood for more flying. On the way there, I also check the pockets of my cardigan and find two bottles there but they are lip gloss, not potions. I try to put it on my lips and it is extremely slimy. The bottle also leaks and the stuff spills everywhere.
I wake up, consider another DEILD attempt but decide to journal the dream instead.

Attack on the Landing Bay
I'm in a futuristic spaceship landing bay. There is a crisis going on. Maybe we are under attack. There is a blonde woman (she was a well-known actor but I didn't write this dream down fast enough to recall) and we are running. Apparently, we are being shoved off into a spaceship to go and be the last humans. There is some high emotion involved. We may have had families that were killed by the attack, so not exactly excited to be told that we are to go repopulate. We get into the cockpit and escape.

3.12.2023

Fragment 1 [+0.5]

I was in my apartment, I think. I try to turn on the light, but it wouldn’t turn on. This is unsettling, but I also remember that this is a dream sign. I think I do a reality check, but I don’t remember what happened after that.

3.13.2023

1:00am bedtime. 10 drops of wormwood tincture (half dose) about 11:30pm.

Awake by 9:30am. Took the following notes:

Preparing for exam, moving, driving through plaza, someone’s family died but doesn’t care, other guy remembers his own daughter and dancing with her, building electronic device, using  symbol for “about”. (Moving -> getting things out of cupboard)

Hobbits, a book, swimming pool, lemon in swimming pool,

Riddles, “hoodwinking” based on someone’s name.

Fragment 1 [+0.5]

I don’t remember too much about preparing for the exam. It involved making some kind of electronic device, and using the  symbol as a representation for the word “about”.

Fragment 2 [+0.5]

We are moving, or helping my grandmother move. Part of this process involves taking things out of a cupboard. My grandmother doesn’t seem happy with the way I’m working, which isn’t like her...something about driving through a plaza and then onto a road that intersects with the road my grandparents used to live on...

Fragment 3 [+0.5]

People are standing in line for something. While they are there, one guy finds out that his family has been killed. At first, I think he pretends to be shocked and grieved. But then he kind of shrugs it off because he is estranged from them anyway. Another guy that is standing with him starts thinking about his own daughter. It becomes a kind of cutscene, in which they are dancing together. The imagery becomes cartoonish as they do so.

Hobbits [+1]

Two Hobbits. I might be one of them. Or maybe I’m just with them. There is a book involved. There is something important about the book, I think. I go into someone’s house to see the book, maybe? Then we go on an adventure. This involves climbing down a hill, and a fighting scene. I have two short swords or daggers that I am fighting with, one in each hand. I think I’m borrowing one of them. [This might have been the same dream, and maybe earlier on:] going from one place to another. To do so, we jump into a swimming pool. I find this to be exciting. We cross to the other side of the pool where something happens (maybe this is where the Hobbit adventure happened, but I’m not sure). At one point, I think it might be fun to throw a lemon into the pool. I think about throwing several in, but decide on just the one.

Fragment 4 [+0.5]

Something about telling riddles. It seems that if you are really good at it, or able to trick someone else, this is called by a name I don’t quite remember, also known as “Hoodwinking”. The word, it seems, is based on someone’s name, someone who was good at tricking people I think.

Took a nap in the afternoon. Had the following dreams:

Fragment 5 [+0.5]

Something about British Columbia. Something about stars set in a blue background, I think. It seems to be a murder mystery (at least that’s what I wrote in my notebook). Something about how the US was glad to give British Columbia to Canada. It might have been a part of the state of Washington at one point in time. Someone says this in a belittling way, referring (I think) to the conservative leaning of the people that live there. The person talking is a liberal.

Fragment 6 [+0.5]

Christopher Robin gathers together a bunch of stuffed animals (representing Winnie the Pooh and friends) and jumps into a kind of square portal in the floor that takes him to the 100 Acre Wood.