non-lucid

I am watching a star wars movie, yet at times also a semi-active participant in the sequence. This is supposed to be the 11th movie in the star wars movie series.

We are on this huge ship. It seems mon calamari in design, reminding me of the MC85 from The Last Jedi, though it has "wings" and a sort of bulbous dome-shaped nose that flares out rather than the beaked design. This ship seems to be a giant heavily defended battle-carrier with hangar decks in its wings. The large dome structure is a powerful forward shielding system.

We are above some planet, seems like a tropical island/archipelago type world with rings and two or three small moons. Blue and turquoise seas and chains of lush green islands under white clouds and visible cyclone like storms. We have some small escort ships that I don't get a good look at and go into hyperspace.

We end up being forced out of hyperspace by some other ship in deep space, no planets or stars are nearby. There is a large fleet of imperial/first order/insert whatever bad guy successor faction existed in this dream facing us down and we are unable to go back to lightspeed and thus forced to engage in combat.

There are new Star Destroyers. They are the standard gray and have the arrowhead shape with the hangar in a "notch" on either side and rear hyperdrive housing like a venator-class star destroyer. But these ships lack any sort of bridge tower and seem to be huge, maybe two or three times the size of a standard ISD. Instead of a bridge there is a sort of staircase structure along the centerline of the ship with the main guns placed up along it leading to a sort of large dome structure. The design also seems to be mirrored top-to-bottom and these ships seem more inclined to fully 3d combat than any other SW ship which generally operates with a recognized "up". When the ships engage in combat they while appearing to move 'slowly' due to their size are inclined to roll and move in the third dimension to try and get better positioning.

There is also a ship that looks like the mandator-IV/siege dreadnaught from TLJ but is only has a single giant gun rather than a pair of them.

This swiftly turns into a large scale space battle. We deploy our fighter wings and we have some big guns of our own on the giant battlecarrier to fight the other large ships. I have some authority as to how things are playing out but this sequence focuses on a series of pilots in various ships. There is a space fighter called an 'H wing' which looks almost exactly how you'd imagine.

This battle sequence goes on for a long time focusing on different pilot characters engaged in the space battle. The large battle carrier is attempting to avoid being flanked as though its shields are immensely strong, able to take anything the hostile fleet can throw at it, the shields can only be that strong if they are concentrated on one area of the hull at a time. It seems like I am able to handle the situation competently enough, we take a few hits to the hull on the starboard side and hanbar bay where the sheild is penetrated but the ship's core systems remain operable and the fighters are able to destroy several enemy vessels.

...

There was another dream on the morning of the 12th but it was pretty boring. I was in a bar or club type setting trying to hide the fact that I had wet myself.

4/13/2025

I am in a lucid state in some kind of combat. This seems like another superpowered character (another Viltrumite/invincible esque fighter). I am flying high above the clouds but dive down over a mountainous region. Very picturesque, snowcapped mountains, rivers, lakes, and tall pine trees. I remember I flew low and then straight into the side of a mountain. My pursuer was lagging behind by quite some distance. I used the staff or command line to delete a section of the mountain. A horizontal slice just a few meters in height.

I think this scenario was inspired by this.

I vividly remember flying through this gap. The command line cut the rock smooth, like polished stone created a marbled pattern on the floor and ceiling. My pursuer followed me through. However I had timed it right such that I managed to escape out the far side before the mountain fell back onto its base. There is an immense sort of 'clack' and a large shockwave radiates out snapping fully grown trees and blowing me off course, messing up my flight pattern and I land in a mountain lake.

Night of Sunday 4/6/25

Tariffs:
I'm in a banquet-type place. Some coworkers and friends from highschool are there.
I have a Samsung folding phone and take a picture of a chandelier.
The chandelier has the word "TARIFFS" written on it.
It will be knocked down soon, and the group is celebrating.
I'm jealous of somebody there who I think is going after my girlfriend.

Bad Host:
I'm hosting a party and I'm unprepared.
My house looks like my friend J's from my childhood.
My friends from the Tot group are coming soon.
I have a huge house and yard.

The Maze:
There is a girl I met at the banquet, and we are in a maze.
The maze is similar to the game "Doom".
I get Rick-Rolled at one point.
There is a helicopter piloting overhead as I have an allergic reaction to something.

Night of Monday 4/7/25

Roadtrip
I'm on a roadtrip through the desert with my Dad.
We've pulled over so I can pee on the side of the road.
There are many tiny scorpions around my feet...and I'm barefoot.
...
I'm at the hotel later and I find a big black scorpion in my pants.
It jumps out, and flips weirdly onto a dresser nearby.
A second scorpion leaps from my underwear next to the other one.

Fragment
I'm driving with my friend BM from childhood through our childhood neighborhood.

Taking Her Place
I'm at a hospital in a bed there. I'm talking about my various joint overuse injuries.
The doctor has to pee, so I'm chatting with somebody while I wait.
Somehow, I'm taking my Mom's place at the hospital.

Night of Tuesday 4/8/25

Fragment
I'm at home in my bed. I get the sense that there is somebody in the house.

Fragment
I find out that my girlfriend is cheating on me. Strong emotion, upset.

Night of Wednesday 4/9/25

Fragment
My friend CM from work is hosting a party.

Night of Thursday 4/10/25

No recall.

Night of Friday 4/11/25

No recall.

I had a dream last night which made me a little confused. I don't remember everything, but I do remember this fragment. For context, I go to an art academy, and there's a person in that class I don't like. Nothing against them, they're just not my type of person. I am neurodivergent, and VERY sensitive to specific sounds. Loud people can be literally painful for me sometimes; and the person I don't like is extremely eccentric and loud. VERY loud. They talk non-stop, and pisses off everyone because they keep disrupting our classes. They're also kinda mean and arrogant. Let's call them M.

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THE DREAM:
I'm at some restaurant with my close friends and the people from art academy. M and their friend group is in the same room of course.
M is being all loud and over-the-top, which pissed me off. I keep staring at them, thinking to myself how annoying and disrespectful M is. Meanwhile, one of his friends notices I'm staring and starts staring back at me. I quickly look away and pretend nothing happened. I turn to my friend, who was next to me the whole time, and ask them to come to the bathroom with me.
We go to what's supposed to be the bathroom, which is actually just a tiny room with yellow walls, a big round mirror with a little sink under it, and a small wooden chair in front of the sink.
My friend sits down on the chair, and for some reason, I start doing her hair. While doing her hair, I vent to her about how M is bothering me. While talking to my friend, I hear M's friend's voice behind me ask: "Why do you hate M?". I turn around and stare at them for a few seconds, as I was startled. But the thing is, I don't hate M; I just don't like them. So I ask them what they mean, and tell them that I don't know what they're talking about. They give me this intense deathstare, and ask me again with a pretty monotonous voice: "Why do you hate M?", and then out of nowhere, they pull M next to them. I'm even more surprised, so it takes me again a little time to answer. I answer "I don't hate M, I don't know where you've gotten that from!". The friend tells me to prove that I don't hate M. I stay frozen for a while, trying to think of something. Then, awkwardly, I give M a hug. I was very uncomfortable, and hated it. But M seemed happy about it, which made it even worse for me. But the friend seemed content with my choice; they just nodded, and then both them and M left. I was left very confused by the interaction, just staring off into the wall thinking: "What the hell just happened?".

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Yeah, I wouldn't call this a nightmare but it was a VERY uncomfortable and awkward dream. Very unpleasant. I hope this won't ever happen in the waking world lol. I'm never afraid of confrontation as I'm very confronting myself, but this was just terrible.

First time in a long time.... No Jamie dreams at all...
I hope they pick up.

Falling

Me and my brother were floating on some mid air raft above some rooftops. It was slowly deflating and my brother was panicking. I noticed a panel on the raft that pumps air back into it. I yelled to him to push it. But he was too scared. We were nearing a rooftop so I tried to push the raft in it's direction. Me and my brother landed on the rooftop the raft now deflated. I had it in my left hand and was going to pull it to myself but the wind blew it out of my hand. It knocked my brother off balance. The roof was slanted and icy. I began to fall too

Cows?

Just a dream where I was surrounded by miniature baby cows the size of puppies.

Seanchan

The setting was from The Wheel of Time book series or Amazon series. I was on a boat with lots of people. I saw Liandrin staring at me.

I woke up and fell back asleep.

In the dream again. A group of us were captives on the boat. We had collars on us controlled by other people. The controllers were ordering us to use magic in their war. We were brought on deck , rows of us. We were approaching a walled city. With one command we were ordered to shoot magic at the city. It was like a wave of power went through us shooting magic. It felt intense.

The boat started rocking back and forth. Then it was on fire. The boat shattered and we all feel into the sea.

Been trying to get back into it for the spring comp.

Was having a classic 'back in school' type dream. I am in the classroom of my 11th grade English class. That specific classroom seems to be a particular favorite of my subcon for reasons I'm not really sure. But I am taking a science test of some form, mostly multiple choice but there are a few written response type questions. It has 59 questions total and there is some weird way you are supposed to fill out the test on two separate pieces of paper, something which I have not done correctly.

I finish and turn in the test, then get out my laptop at my desk. The teacher comes back around and says that I haven't done the test correctly and will likely get a low grade. This brings in an artificially inflated sort of anxiety which is enhanced when I notice that it is sometime in the year 2021.

I do a nose pinch RC and recognize that this is a dream. I get up to leave the classroom and then wake up.

Sleep: 12:28AM-11AM (10hr32m)
Detail: 107 words.

I had a lot of success last night using the morning nap method with 7 hours initial sleep time and about 20 minutes wake time. I'll be testing the same parameters today. Since I didn't really have a plan before here is what I will attempt:

1 - The Pre-Flight Check: I will use the acronym EVM (Engage-Verbalize-Memory) to help recall what I need to do at the start of lucidity.
2 - Change Text: I want to see if I can change text into something specific, the same way I practice RCs all the time.
3 - Teleport using a screen or door.


Pre-WBTB

I-Beams:
I'm at my brother's house with some others. We're watching him play a computer game in the office.
My Dad arrives and it is a bit of a surprise. We hadn't expected him to show up this soon.
They discuss that the weak point in the roof is up in the top-left corner from where we are.
My Dad talks about how he had to make an extra I-beam to reinforce the area.
My brother talks about how that area is the most likely to cave in and drop stones.
I reflect about how terrifying it would be to have stones fall in from a broken roof.

Post-WBTB

No recall... boo!

Sleep: 11:25PM-6:15AM (6hr50m).
Detail: 300 words.

Putin's Human Transmutation:
I'm in a city that reminds me of Melbourne, looking for my brother's friend D from when we were little.
I have to go to the bathroom, so I enter one of the buildings. My brother is there, on the phone with D.
He is standing in the bathroom, talking and blocking both the urinals and the stalls. He won't talk to me as I try to get him to move so I can pee.
Then, I'm sitting at a table, and the bathroom is represented on a flat grid DnD style.
There's a monster diagonally from me, and I'm represented by my character's mini from waking life.
I use thunderstep to one-shot the monster, and also move 30 feet across the grid. I looked it up, and this is accurate (maximum range is 90ft).
...
I'm in a parking lot outside a store. It vaguely resembles a Target, but less crowded.
I'm talking with others about going to a soccer game where D is at.
We go into the store, and now I'm a kid working on a bike.
I'm trying to access a small port on the wheel. A plastic compartment. Something I want is there.
Nearby, somebody is having a heart-attack.
Vladmir Putin is there, and claps his hands Fullmetal Alchemist style. He is going to perform human transmutation to help this person.
He sort of melds with the person, there's some blood involved.
I get the feeling that I knew how to do it too, but it was risky and costly so I didn't want to.
...
We're leaving the store together, and Putin is now somebody else.
I realized nobody had thanked him for saving this person's life, and asked whether the person was stable.
"Yes, he is stable, and they did thank me for it."

Back in Stettler. I've been given 2 new prayers. One for the kindness of Jamie's heart. And 2: to pray that she finds me. My 15 minute prayer list got longer.

Jamie 1

A dream of her standing behind a counter looking zoned out. Not responding to me.

Uh oh. That hasn't happened in a while.

Jesus

A dream of Jesus hugging my brother.


My brother is like the most anti Christian guy I know. Also why my family knows nothing about my faith. My family is toxic enough without adding extra things they could traumatize me with.

Running

I was in a field with a woman. Some guy, David, ran past us at super speed. I ran up a hill after him. The woman following behind me stopped from being tired. I kept going up but the path got way too steep. I stopped too. I think the woman was Jamie.

Jamie again

Jamie was with me outside by a building. I had very low awareness. She was trying to convince me that some tall British woman with glasses should be my girlfriend. She suggested that I write a letter to her. I reluctantly did.

Gave the letter to the woman and ran away. Me and Jamie followed the woman to a bar. Jamie convinced me to approach her again. I did with some light banter but the woman was with two other men. She then implied with a joke that maybe she would have 3 dicks in her tonight instead of two...

Okay I pretended to be into that and promptly walked away. I went outside and Jamie was there. She got in front of me. I was behind her. We were in an embrace we seemed to be having sex as we were both moaning. But I couldn't feel anything. She abruptly stopped after a minute and left.


Sigh: please no more loyalty tests. Testing in a dream is inaccurate because in a lot of dreams I lack considerable awareness. Bible says he who finds a wife finds a good thing. It says nothing about dating multiple woman or finding a girlfriend . Jesus already called on me to think of Jamie as exactly how I would a wife. Even though it hasn't happened yet. So that's the position I'm in and I'm not backing down.

Jamie 3

I was in a fast food restaurant. Jamie was working the counter. I was looking at the menu when a woman from the group behind me went around me and went to where Jamie was standing and tried to order. Jamie scolded the woman and said to wait in line until I had ordered.

This dream started off as something more interesting. I can't recall precisely what no matter how many times I use my recall tricks, I only recall the final stretch before waking.

I was in a school gymnasium. It wasn't my school, it seemed like a completely OTD environment. The gymnasium has an irregularly shaped room connecting it onto the corridor network of the school building, sort of a locker room with benches and so fourth. A huge mass of people are in it but with only one door on either side of the room there is a constant traffic jam and shuffling.

This girl comes in from the gym. She's got dark hair and approaches me making sexual gestures. While I'm trying to do whatever it is I'm doing she comes up in front of me and starts moaning and making sexual motions. I know she's teasing me in front of her friends. She's attempting to make fun of 'me' (whatever persona I've assumed in this dream) for their inability to get laid. This deeply irritates me but I resolve not to make a scene or give them any kind of reaction, even as several of her friends start taking pictures on mobile phones. There's a deeper, almost lucidity-inducing thought here. I'm tired of humiliating non-lucid dreams. I'm tired of the anxiety and the frustration and the abuse.

I finished doing whatever I was doing and get up. Her friends try to position themselves block me so they can continue teasing me but I weave around them and get out into the gymnasium. The room is mostly empty though there are a few dream characters around the periphery. There are a few men in military uniforms sitting at a table at the far side of the gymnasium, some kind of recruitment of fitness tryouts for some branch of the armed forces. I have a brief conversation with one of them who is actually some friend of mine and fill out a form. It's not an enlistment form, I know that.

I then end up lining up along the wall with some other martial artists, and I notice that I am wearing a martial arts uniform. A strange blend of people from both my new and old taekwondo studios. This scene or situation has been in several dreams over the past year or so. Mostly dream fragments and non-lucid dreams that have been so faded I don't even find them worth noting. But I'm standing with my back against the wall amongst a group of other martial arts practitioners in uniform getting ready for some kind of demonstration.

I look up and notice the gymnasium ceiling is vastly higher and larger than normal. It seems to be a sort of terraced structure, like the negative of a ziggarut with gymnasium floors many stories up stepped around this central "pit" where we are resembling a normal gymnasium. As I start to wake up I mentally question how comically unsafe this setup must be as anywhere but the bottom level there is an edge with no railing that could send you plummeting 10+ meters onto a hard wood floor or bleacher.

The walls all seem to have those stretched fabric/canvas wall decorations used to add a splash of color to painted cinderblock walls. (I don't know if those things are still a thing but they were everywhere when I was a kid even if nobody ever noticed or talked about them.) They were square in shape, a deep red color and four of them were arranged together rotated 45 degrees.

Sleep: Data not recorded.
Detail: 141 words.

Down the Stairs:
I'm in a hallway that reminds me of my elementary school, approaching a door on my left.
When I go in, it looks more similar to a classroom from highschool or college.
Whiteboard at the front, desks in rows across from it.
I'm meeting a group for Dungeons and Dragons club.
...
I'm in an apartment, similar to where I used to play Dungeons and Dragons in waking life.
X was there playing, most likely the others from my current DnD group were too.
...
I'm going down some stairs in a dungeon. I'm looking at a map that shows the layout.
There are stairs going down with landings at each level. There is a half-circle shaped divot in the wall at each stop, maybe 6 feet wide in diameter, with a cut into the stone below forming a basin.

I haven't been posting non-lucids here in years. But I think I'm gonna do it as a little exercise to myself before the next competition, because I recently had two seperate incidents where I lost a lot of dream journal progress. Sometimes I honestly feel a bit conflicted about how much of my dream-life is public on this site but as long as the dreams are relatively benign like this one, I don't see the harm.

I was at a political rally though it seemed disorganized as people of opposing interests were there. Someone threw a snowball at me and then things started to escalate. I actually for a breif time got mistaken for an ally to the opposing side and was surrounded and sort of dragged by a group of people around the grounds for a bit.

Eventually I managed to slip away, and I just started run, wanting nothing to do with either party. The rally was being held on the snow-covered lawn of this large three story brick building that ran a long ways in both directions.

I kept running for awhile, entering into a city. The city was supposedly London but the architecture was uniformly brick buildings in a steep staggered ziggurat sort of design with few variations. The buildings had complex almost tribal patterns defined into their facades by various colors of bricks (terracotta, yellow, white, dark, and even green and a dull steel blue). The streets were lit by a sort of gas lanterns hanging from complex posts that resemble cranes/flaminigos standing on one leg and many of the cars seemed downright futuristic with small sort of pod-like designs.

I stop running and try to jump over a bench or news stand or something surprised at how easy this is. I jump close to two meters and seem to float down more gradually than I should. A dream figure is impressed by this.

I start to slide into lucidity. I notice that I am dressed in a gray cutoff and high waisted pants. I would never dress that feminine on the waking body. The waking body doesn't look like this. I jump around a few more times and then attempt to "hold it" and hover in the air by splaying my arms out, not too dissimilar from some of my flying postures. I don't fly by I manage a sort of sputtering hover by controlling my breathing and focus and gradually float back down.

Sleep: 10:45PM-6:30AM (7h45m)
Detail: 151 words.

Moonwalking:
I'm at an office that resembles my actual workplace, though it seems more like an inspiration than a carbon copy.
There is a bin with some black socks in it, and I'm pulling a pair out and putting them on.
Now I am moonwalking for a small crowd of coworkers. JW from high school marching band and my friend PG are among the crowd.
They seem to enjoy the show.
...
I'm looking around for a place to put my laptop down and work.
I find a cube just over by where the bin was, and setup.
My boss, SS, comes by and I realize I'm wearing my orange Game Grumps pajama pants.
I tell him good morning and hope he doesn't notice the pants.
For some reason, I decide that I should investigate whether there is a better place to setup, so I start to wander.
I find a cafeteria-like area.

Getting back into the flow of dream journalling, I'm reminded just how much friction there is before you actually decide to write the dream. I have the memory of recalling more, but this is all I managed to get down this morning.

I was in school, drawing, when my old principal walked in the room. He danced around it for a second, but eventually told me that I was allowed to doodle since I had a good record. My classmates were not a fan of this development, but they had little say in the matter.

Later on, in a church-like room, I walked up to a vacant piano and started playing jazz (a genre I don't play iwl). A family-friend of mine played drums in the background to accompany me. My mind now clued me into the fact that I never learned how to play this, and I was dimly aware of the unlikelihood of me hitting harmonic chords every time. I tried to move my LH to play some random keys too, but no signs of discordant music. The music was pleasant. After I finished, the same principal came up to congratulate me and ushered me back to a seat.

Later on, I was in this convenience store dining hall esque area. I knew somehow that this was a secret room of the school. The dining hall has a fridge that I walk up to. Inside the fridge is a stainless steel artifice, circular in shape, made from several components. I knew it to be a heater, and tried to jerry-rig it for some reason, but the moment I tried it, brilliant flashes of yellow electricity shot through the room.

And that's all I wrote.

Pretty much forget them all as soon as the next dream started, didn't even have time to write them down, but I will try to get some words down.
1. Walking, somewhere. It was hazy, like everything was obscured by fog. Or like i was in an ocean.

My alarm went off about here, usually set for 2-3 ish hours into my sleep. Good for waking me up in the night and gaining awareness.

2. I was at a supermarket, buying groceries. Spegepølse 9kr. Mørbrad skiver 8kr. Great prices, looked delicious.
3. I think I was playing a game. A military shooter, very difficult but enjoyable.
4-5. No clue, I just know I had them.

Pretty vague dreams and fragments of memories from them.

Pretty decent recall this morning, but I was a bit lazy with writing stuff down

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I was walking through my local forest with an old college friend named Abbie, looking for creatures. We didn't find anything, so we walked out to the nearby walkway just outside. The overall scenery was very familiar and normal, though the forest was a little more bumpy than usual. Out on the walkway was an abandoned building, which was large and noble from the outside. However, inside was broken and messy, with large holes in the floor that peered down into a huge open void. Arceus from Pokemon was up on the ground floor, but didn't do much before vanishing due to a distraction with a dragon down in the hole. My step father headed down to fight the dragon, and Trump soon followed. Trump gets an unlucky descension and gets his body stuck in a toilet - only his head and neck are poking out from inside the toilet bowl. I tried to help him, but he had already drowned before I could do anything. I left the building with Abbie and was immediately swarmed by an endless army of mice knights storming from the right. We ran towards them and cut across right again to find another avenue to escape from. Unfortunately, more armies cut off our every choice of direction until they caught up with us and surrounded us. I then woke up