non-lucid

False awakening. I wake up at my work, and immediately the dream is anxiety laced as I realize I have fallen asleep at work and probably gotten written up for it. I am sleeping in a long light blue couch made of synthetic leather. I questioned the situation somewhat but didn't properly ask if I might be dreaming. Nobody else seemed to be there so I simply decided to leave the building. I headed for the door and noticed it was a sort of twilight. The sky was blue with pinkish clouds reflected in the sunrise/sunset.

...

Marcus was an AI construct on my gaming PC. His AI looked like his robot form and could hover around on the screen. I remember he was playing Kerbal Space Program and I came to see what he was doing. I greeted him through a microphone and he responded but I don't know what we talked about and I don't remember becoming lucid.

Imma just count this as two fragments. I'm pretty sure the FA dream was actually from night 9, its sort of been sitting in the back of my memory.

Dream Fragment x2 = 1pt

It started out with me at home. My roommate had brought in 2 animals to the house. A bird and a dog. I was getting something from the local pet shop, but I overheard a conversation from the manager when she confessed to raising prices and scamming everyone. Then I decided to move to Paradise, Arizona (along with a friend). So we were getting set up’, but then some fat guy is walking in an alleyway, and enters this door blocked by wood and surrounded by darkness. I looked in the door, and just heard silence. He wasn’t there, the only thing there was a computer with a keyboard. On the computer is a “chatbot”. Though it insists that it’s a ghost that’s just lost the ability to possess things. I ask it for proof, and the room becomes darker. However she says that she needs more souls to kill to regain her powers, and I need to help with that or she’ll do it herself and possess me permanently. So, I drag in a relative to the door. Then, silence and I talk to the ghost, saying she needs 3 more victims and showing on the screen that she can possess small objects like heaters now.

Time passes, and I go to a lakeside that has a hovercraft and a bunch of holes in the ground. I walk around the lakeside, and just about all my friends are there. Chatting or Arguing.. There’s this 6 year old kid who’s making stupid comments and threatening people. I run over and climb on top of the hovercraft. On top are a bunch of weapons. Pistols, AK’s… I grab 2 (very small) Pistols and load them. I then jump off the hovercraft and see a friend yelling at the 6 year old kid who started talking about sweden or something. The guy had tears in his eyes. I pull out one of the pistols and was about to point it at the kid, but woke up before I could. My intention was not to shoot him, but just threaten him over to the AI Ghost.

It was super weird. I was leaning on a table next to a playground. Little kids were playing, as usual, but I noticed this goat man staring at me. Visualizing it, it was pretty creepy. But in the dream, I was unfazed. A friend of mine then comes up to me, holding a cigarette. Neither of us have ever smoked before, but he’s telling me to try it. I refuse, obviously. But he keeps insisting. I decide to just make it a first time thing, and not do it again.

I put it in my mouth, light it up, inhale, and it feels heavenly. It’s extremely satisfying. Then, I try another one. And another one, and I have a pack already smoked. I find another and I keep smoking though, almost unwillingly. Without me even noticing, the scene changes. I’m in a government laboratory experimenting with genetics. I’m still motionless, smoking. I don’t see them, and they don’t see me. Then I wake up.

12.10.2022

Fragments from earlier in the night:

(1) Laying on a bed in one room. But when the sun starts to come up it is too bright in there to sleep, so I move to another room. Sitting on the bed in this room, I can see through the blinds and out the window. I think about how I could see from laying down if I were to put my pillow at the other end of the bed, but then I think it might be OK to take a break from [the war?] and lay down at the end I feel more comfortable with. As I sit looking out the window, there is a message from [the enemy?]? Something involving explosives that look like fireworks or shooting stars in the sky.

(2) Tunnels? Or corridors of some kind? Some creature that attacks people (or their characters – this might be a bit video game-ish) and pulls them into another tunnel. If this happens you can break free by going to another area. There are tentacles reaching out from one place that can catch you if you get too close. Dr. Who might be around somewhere...Going down a hallway and into a room. There is an ointment you can apply and clean yourself with if you have been involved in some sort of sin (idolatry?). There is a guy in the room next to me using it, and I try to see if I can get some of it myself...video game thing, using a bottle of perfume to win over a female character.

Woke up around 7:45, went back to sleep around 9:30.

Journaling with my eyes closed (lucid)

I start typing in my dream journal, but my eyes are still closed. I type a line or two, having trouble (naturally). I can see what I’m typing even though my eyes are closed. Then I think that I might just be dreaming this. I do a nose pinch and can still breathe. I’m dreaming!! It is a bit unstable feeling, and I’m not sure at first if it is an actual dream or just HI/visualization. I reach for the light, which feels kind of solid. I stand up. My eyesight is pretty blurry, but at least I’m lucid. I worry that I might be too excited and lose the dream, so I try to stay calm. “This is a dream, stabilize”, I say once or twice. Thinking about the competition, I want to really be sure that this is an actual dream, so I get up and stagger across the room. The dream starts to fade, and I hold onto some imagery for a little bit before losing things.

I tried to hold onto the dream, or else have a DEILD, which might have lead into the following non-lucid:

Lying in bed. I can see a girl. Maybe a couple of girls. They ask me how I’m doing. “Pretty good!” I say triumphantly, “I just had a lucid dream! It wasn’t very long, but it was lucid. Now I’m feeling pretty good!” [Or close to that. I’m working on trying to remember the exact wording when there is talking in my dreams]. I really do feel pretty good. I am still feeling the ‘lucid euphoria’ that I seem to experience sometimes. I remark on how it seems like I’m looking at this girl through a tunnel in my blankets, or something.

Little House on the Prairie, but on a boat

A family, including at least one or two girls, are traveling south by boat. It is the Ingalls family, from Little House on the Prairie. But it’s kind of like we are watching this on TV. Also, the plot is a bit difficult to follow. They go south, but then go back north for some reason before going south again. When they go back north, two girls are playing in the river and come across a doll. This doll, apparently, had been tossed into the river earlier on by one of them (or maybe even someone else) earlier on in their journey. They are delighted to find that it has come with them this far. They pull it out from where it has come to rest and toss it back into the current of the river. Meanwhile, I and someone else are trying to figure out why the family is back in this location.

I decide, since these are characters, I should ask them (here I seem to be associating them with dream characters, but without being lucid). They explain that they came back north for something. They also talk about how their brother had moved south. They originally lived in Illinois, and he moved down around Louisiana or Missouri, or some place in the deep south. They are moving down to be closer to him. I think that this is interesting, because a similar situation has occurred in my family – which is particularly interesting because now this Little House on the Prairie family are actually my ancestors. History seems to be repeating in our current generation. I explain the situation to this family, explaining that we originally lived in the Midwest, and my brother moved farther away. We didn’t want to leave, but in order to be near the family and the grandkids, it seemed like moving was the thing to do.

Fragments that might have all been one dream

Lying on a bed. Something about spooky things at night. It’s night. I want to go downstairs. There is something about how it would actually be less spooky to go down while it’s still night, for some reason. I start downstairs, but eventually decide to give it up and go back to bed. I come across my mother in another room. We talk a little bit, I think...

...Something about ghosts. People dying, but coming back to this room? Which I think makes sense in a humorous kind of way considering where those people are from. A woman lies down in the bed I was lying in. “Remind me not to lay on that side of the bed again,” I say. Then a girl comes along and lays on the other side of the bed. “Remind me not to use the sheets,” I say. Someone points out that the ghost women don’t use the sheets. I think that’s smart, since other ghosts have used them...

...Talking with my mother. Something about this same room and bed. There is a row of benches (like church pews) off to the right. When one looks at them with the light shining at the right angle, there are spots of light reflecting off each of them that look like eyes. It’s a creepy effect, and reminds me of something from the Backrooms...

...In a room (the same room as above?) Mickey Mouse is outside of the door dancing with a girl. I wonder if the girl is Annette Funicello...

...Watching a TV show about some people from my college going to Europe to do some work. Playing with toy cars...

Christmas bits

It’s Christmas. My brother and his wife are at the house. But I only bought one gift for the two of them, and I think maybe one for my mother. My brother’s kids aren’t there though, and I wonder if we will be giving them presents today. If so, I’ll need to go and buy some. There is some discussion about our plan, but in the end it seems that we will not be going to see the kids until the next day. Still, I go to my room and look around for something I can give to my sister-in-law as a gift.

...My brother gives me a gift. Glass with frosting and a joke/meme. Some things about Sherlock Holmes gifts, including an alarm clock where you have to solve a mystery for it to stop (might have been part of the above dream)...

Cuban Conspiracy

At my old job, there had been an experience where we went to Cuba (in the dream, I mean. This didn’t happen in waking life). While we were there, we got involved in some crime. We then lied to our boss/captain (by now it seems to be related to Star Trek). Some time later, this is found out. There is a scene in which someone is sitting at a desk going over some papers, and things don’t line up quite right. A few other people are around, and I’m saying something to the boss like “we’ll talk about that later. Really. We need to talk about this.” Apparently, this is something really serious. If for no other reason than that we lied about what we did. There is a scene in which Riker (from Star Trek) is lying to cover up what really happened by making up a story about himself committing some other serious crime.

I reflect on what has happened and feel kind of guilty. Also I’m kind of scared about being found out. But I kind of justify things to myself by thinking that I was pretty new at the time and was just going along with what the more experienced employees were doing [we were smuggling something, it appears]. I try to think of what I might say if I were questioned about it, but I realize that I don’t quite remember the details of what happened. I try to defend myself by thinking about how, in some countries, there is so much corruption that people have to pay bribes to get things done. Maybe that’s what it was like here. How would I know otherwise? Maybe the system was corrupt. What if, for example, someone had been wanting to build something, but because of the broken system he wasn’t able to get nails? He might be waiting around unable to build until we showed up with smuggled nails.

Fragments:

(3)...My nephew looking for my violin. It’s in a room, but my mother seems to think I should hide it so that he doesn’t break it..

(4)...Something about drinking alcohol through long skinny tubes. My friends want to go out drinking. There is some kind of festival going on, it seems. Some people in fancy costumes dancing behind a bar. My friends want to pray before leaving...

(5)...Something about my artist friend wanting to become more commercial. Mass producing things, but weird things like surgically altering people as a kind of extreme tattoo. I talk about how this is the sort of thing we might see on the Discovery channel someday – “The world’s most extreme tattoos”...

It was interesting. There was this sort-of "never ending yu-gi-oh match" taking place around the whole world, and I didn't play as myself, but could switch between the lives of these 3 children. One of them had a deck with nothing but Monster Cards, and he was just referred to the "Child of Strength". Another kid, had nothing but Trap Cards in his deck and people referred to him as the Child of Sin, then the other one was obviously spell cards, and he was the Child of Support. I would do daily life stuff, switching between these 3 kids.

Some time passes and the Support Kid (I'm the Strength kid at the time) wanders off into a rocky cliff that I can't see the bottom of. I switch to the Sin kid and get there as well, and I can see some entity that's sitting down on a table with a Yu-Gi-Oh match going on. I hadn't even played the game for a while, so instead, I switch to the Strength guy and Jump off the Cliff. That ended the dream.
It's a start. :)

Scoring Edit: Scoring it for 1 point for now, cause while it was the full dream I recalled, I didn't really do any of the competition stuff.

One thing about LD comps is I feel compelled to share dreams I wouldn't otherwise because they seem somewhat inappropriate for public discussion. Content Warnings for the relevant bits, proceed at your own risk.

I recall being in the park of my old town meeting up with a group of about 20 dream characters who are part of a firearms enthusiast club. I have brought a new gun.it looks like an fn p90. I converse with the members of the group who are enthusiastic about owning new large assault rifles and are talking about wanting to go to a shooting range to have an accuracy competition and take slow motion videos of bullets hitting things.

The leader of the club is an army captain or major who wears a slight beard of light brown hair and a baseball cap. He gives a short friendly but firm lesson on gun safety. Reminding all club members to check safeties and keep weapons unloaded. He then emphasizes not to point any firearms at anyone ever. Even if they are unloaded and have the safety on because a bullet could still be in the chamber.

We dismiss the meeting and I head home. The layout of my old neighborhood is disjointed and in order to get home I must walk along a narrow dirt path that runs through woods and wetlands. The trees are bare and the reeds in the wetlands yellow and dead as though it is winter. On one side of me are huge vertical houses five or six stories tall built on sloping lawns draining into the wetlands.

I navigate back to my childhood home before remembering that my parents and grandparents are visiting and would never approve of me having a firearms. I go in through the basement door and wrap the carbine in dirty laundry including a thick jacket.

I make my way upstairs and all the dream characters aggressively question me including my childhood friend X. I repeatedly explained that I was just doing laundry and tried to sound annoyed rather than nervous. eventually they bought my line of bs.

I got up to my room which resembled how it looked when I was in junior high. I hid the laundry with the gun in my closet. My father appears and shows me a Lego star wars ucs at-at and says he wants to build it with me.

…

I am at college but the environment is original to dream. At first I am in a cafe with a subway and see my old supervisor from when I worked at subway. I then headed outside onto a pool terrace. There are multiple small hot tubs in a sort of terraced structure, with water flowing down waterfalls from one tub to the next. There are a multitude of dream characters lounging around in swimsuits and some of them are rather attractive. Many of them are looking at me funny.

I then notice that I am not wearing swimming clothes but rather a tucked in button up shirt and dirty white boxer briefs. I immediately feel embarrassed and decide to remove myself from the situation, heading back inside. I go into the women's bathroom by accident. It is a normal, actually somewhat nice bathroom with a vase of flowers on the counter. I get thrown out by a woman and go into the mens room.

Spoiler for CW: feces and masturbation:

The mens bathroom is some disgusting surrealist nightmare. The room is huge, about the size of a gymnasium but with walls painted black or a very dark blue. The floor is made of deep forest green tiles maybe three inches on edge with white grout. The floor is not even, but rather made up of shallow square hoppers. Shallow pyramid shaped depressions with floor drains in the bottom. Perhaps two-thirds of a meter on edge.

The floor is covered in feces. Most of them are rather small, just looking like dog poops on someones lawn but there are huge elephant turds and big piles of poop like a frozen yogurt. Some of the shallow basins have their drains clogged and are filled with yellow urine. About a half dozen male dream dream characters stand near the center of the room pleasuring one another in a literal circle-jerk while another guy is completely naked and crapping into one of the hoppers. A fat guy is sort of squatting by the door also pleasuring himself. His penis is very long, about three feet and has a dozen or so holes in the top. They are not wounds they look like additional urethra. He moves his hands up and down covering the different holes playing horrible screeching offbeat woodwind music with it. Like you know in spongebob how squidward sucks at playing the clarinet... it sounded like that. I remember the dream engaging the sense of smell, which almost never happens.

I lost the dream and mercifully woke up. Did a WBTB with the intention of having another dream about me being junior high age, a frequent theme but recognizing it and becoming lucid.

Spoiler for CW: sex:

I became lucid outside the south entrance of my junior high school at night. There was prior dream content pertaining to schools but i don't recall it or what brought me to being lucid. My friend X is there. I am in what looks and feels like my junior high school body, based on eye level, and looking down at myself to see the polo I am wearing is one I had around that time. That and I am mildly overweight. X
Looks older. Not her current age but late high school or early adulthood.

Se rocks her hips side to side in a suggestive fashion and starts to unbutton her shirt showing her cleavage. She explains that this is a shared lucid dream that she created and that she has listed for me for many years and wanted to try sex but couldn't for religious reasons and because she had inhibitions in waking life that she feels she can have a little fun in the dream. I more or less shrug and say 'sure what the heck' but it feels a bit weird to be having sex with my awkward male adolescent boy. In the past (in a lot of dreams I don't normally upload to dreamviews because I get self conscious about dream horniness.) I've done a lot of mostly successful experiments with becoming female for sexual oriented dreams, and finding more comfort and enjoyment in it.

"OK but I'm not comfortable in this body. Let me change."

I look up at the sky with the intent of changing into a female. Snow gently falls from an almost pitch black cloudy sky, only becoming visible when it falls close to the light bathing the school entrance.

I look back down at myself to see the transformation is extremely successful. My female body is tall and very toned but with a large chest. Am now wearing a very tight and revealing cutoff top (no bra underneath) but the same pants. I began feeling myself with one hand going up and feeling my breast which is firm but otherwise very realistic. With my other hand I felt my abs and navel before reaching down into my pants. I feel my clitoris and began fingering myself. Again very 'accurate' sensations, I am being conscious not to scrape the inside with my fingernails. I can feel a lot of sexual charge and realize I need to modulate it to keep the dream stable so I stop.

I rip off my top and thrust out my chest.

"So, X (I addressed her by name). Are you ready to get to know the real me?"

Her eyes were bulging out and her mouth formed an 'o' with shock. She backed away until she stumbled on the curb between the school bus loop and sidewalk. She stammered out about how she didn't know me at all and liked 'me' but wasn't comfortable girl on girl. I asked her if she was willing to be male and that I would help her transform. She nervously then more firmly declined and asked me to please change back into my 'normal' self, how I was when the dream began. I declined saying I'm not willing to be male.

Seeing we are at an impasse she dejected states she no longer wants to have lucid sex unless both sides are happy. Bur she wants to confirm the shared dream really happened. I tell her to message me on Facebook with something random like "cheese puffs" to confirm it.

It starts to become daytime and X leaves. I decided to explore. I lost lucidity striding around half naked in the increasing snow.

Nonlucid dream x2: (2pts)
WBTB: (Success 2pts)
Winter theme (5pts)
DILD: (10pts)
DC Interact (2pts)
Full Transformation: (10pts)

ACT ONE: HINDRANCE

There was a party at my house a lot of people talking and dancing. There were a lot of people I knew there and a lot of people I didn't know. I was sat down in the main party area where two kids started annoying me around 10 to 12 years old. I got mad and pushed with force both of the kids to the ground. The mother of one of the kids got mad at me and she looked like the karen meme then I go to my bedroom to ignore her. I lock the door and can relax, then someone from outside knocks down the door and a bunch of people pile in. At the same time I clicked a virus link on my laptop and it started going crazy opening random videos and images and looked like when they over exaggerate hacking in movies. I eventually considered the laptop a lost cause and returned to the party. There was a person that looked like someone I knew that made a joke I laughed at it and gave them a hug as I hadn't seen them in a long time, but it turns it was someone that looked similar to someone I knew and the person I knew was right next to the person I hugged.

ACT TWO: REGRET

I go into the main area and it seems bigger than I remember. I then go into someone random persons bedroom and see this femboy looking fella. I'm questioning at first whether or not it's a guy.
I say fuck it and decide to fuck. The unknown entity agrees. I pull down it's leggings and and see a cock and balls and confirm it is indeed a man, but I'm too far deep now and too horny to give up so I just say fuck it and do the do. Big Mistake. The first second is maybe pleasurable, but after that the feeling is unexpected. It feels like I stuck my dick into a sewer drain. I instantly pull out and nearly throw up. He is clearly affected by my reaction and runs out the room. feeling disgusted, I go to take a bath. While in the bath, I see the femboy again sobbing and crying. I call him over, I ask him to get in the bath with me and he gets in with all his clothes like a stupid idiot.

ACT THREE: FEARFUL FOR LIFE

Its late at night and I'm tired and don't feel like walking. I'm there with the femboy aswell. I hitchhike a random car as it passes by, I get in this black van and they start driving. They are driving in the middle of the woods and they seem to be going in circles. I'm scared for my life and I wonder how it's gonna feel to die. They pass the exact same tree for the fifth time except they quickly drift down a different way than the other times, they do a full 360 drift around this tree with duck tape and shackles on the base of it. The 2 men in the car with typical bank robbing masks pull out guns and there are 2 to 3 more outside with guns too. I realize how absolutely fucked I am. I think of any possible way out of this situation, since it's a dream my brain comes up with something. I see a video of a lawyer telling me that I payed these guys as hitmen to kill someone else but I don't remember it, So all I need to is pay them the money and they will leave me alone. I pay the money and the dream ends around this time.

This dream is something else I don't know how my subconscious comes up with this shit.

6 Dreams In total

Dream 1:
I'm completely naked in the shower except for a wearing the beanie of a missing/dead person and apparently I had connections with the murderer who had a bunch of wives and they all were saying bad things about him specifically on his masturbation addiction. I took the beanie off a noticed some dirt and fluff on it so I put it in the shower and then threw it on the floor as it made the noise throwing a wet toilet paper
sheet would make. I then left the shower and surprisingly my reflection was completely normal in the dream. I put on a black suit while listening to some Halloween songs with my phone in my suit pocket.
Dream 2 (Fragment):
I had a dream of watching this youtube video on this guy saying you cant have lucid dreams of cave dwelling? very hard to remember this one.
Dream 3:
I was talking to this chef and his assistant in his kitchen he had a bunch of ingredients all around his kitchen but he was eating a microwave meal and drinking some cheap wine.
I noticed both guys had the same face problem like the same kinda red pattern on their face. The chef was talking about how he loves being on earth right now and he is grateful for the current moment and that this is the only life he has. He was saying this part outside the kitchen in the deep woods for some reason, he was also shirtless and had an 8 pack. I knew I was a time traveler in this dream so I knew this guy was gonna die very soon in the future. also a part where i'm in this soccer field (american football) and one of the chefs friends gets knocked down by this behemoth of a man and is unaffected.
Dream 4:
My dog gave birth to 2 cats somehow. They both also came out of eggs like a chicken and were warm to the touch. The cats seemed pretty motionless and were unable to react to things. I was talking saying it's insane that we let our dog give birth to 2 cats and I accidentally kicked one of them over they got mad at me for accidentally kicking the cat and I felt bad. Then the cats kinda morphed into these plushies of cats but they were still able to move it was super weird. one looked like a plushie of ww2 mustache man but in cat form and one looked like a creeper from minecraft but in cat form. I remember feeling really bad
for these cats for having this weird skin. I stroke one of the cats and it accidentally hit its head on a metal pipe and stopped moving, I think it ended up surviving that. I also didn't want to crush the cats while I was sleeping so i tried to find a suitable area to put them to sleep but my friend put the cats into plastic bags as a bed, I instantly said what the fuck are you doing?!?!? but he sealed the cats in the plastic bag and they both died.
Dream 5:
there was some guy who was like 7 feet tall in my house just waddling around he said something about meeting a nymph and asked if I knew what that was, I just said it was a mermaid of somekind.
He wanted to take a smoke break on the balcony in my house but he seemed worried that I would lock him out. I assured him that I wouldnt do that. The guy also had blood come out of his mouth and nose when he talked one time. I kept the dude locked out in the balcony and went to my bedroom. there were two windows one where my actual window is and one in the bottom right corner of the room. It looked like a glitch of some kind. I could see skyscrapers and other things through it.
Dream 6:
I also remember another window related dream where I was chilling in bed and saw across from me a bunch of lights and noises coming from the another house. For some reason I knew it was the twitch streamer pokelawls house. The noises really annoyed me so I went live to try and take some of his viewers and a graphic of his viewers forming a celestial object was in my head, as I went live my planet grew until it dwarfed pokelawls planet of viewers and the dream ended here somewhere.

The writing is messy and bad but I couldn't be bothered to write all this cleanly so here you go.

Dream Fourteen (10.18.2022)

I was in a dollar general and was looking through the dollar movies. I saw Ice Age, original Star Wars, etc. Then I saw a movie called "Apocalypse Girls". The cover had a group of middle aged women on the bottom, the logo in the middle, and then a city being destroyed at the top. When I turned to the back it looked like a normal DVD with images from the movie and a synopsis + rating (R). It was about a group of moms trying to save their kids during an alien apocalypse after they got separated. And honestly? 10/10 would watch.

Almost no dream recall today. The only bit I remember is I was holding a computer mouse this morning. I started to wake up and while I was waking up I realised it was a dream. This could've been a chance to get fully lucid but it was over within seconds so I was probably too close to fully awake.

Instead of thinking about lucid dreaming, my immediate response was that as I'm holding a computer mouse (or dreaming about holding one) I should see if I can use it and I tried to press the buttons. At this point I became fully awake, feeling that there was nothing in my hand as I moved my fingers.

I quickly remembered the advice for a DEILD and kept very still and tried to re-enter the dream but I was immediately disturbed by a family member - a very common occurence when trying for DEILDs lately - I obviously need to start waking up earlier!

Night 2 was a total bust. I've been ill but I'm getting better now so hopefully I can start pulling out some actual lucid dreams for this comp soon.

The dream was presented as a third person view of a space probe sent to land on jupiter. The probe entered orbit of the planet and dropped a lander with a heat shield. I remember having the presence of mind to think that "you cant land on jupiter, it's a gas giant!" but this didn't influence the course of the dream. The lander falls through the upper atmosphere and deploys a parachute at which point it begins to drift slowly downwards through layer after layer of clouds. The probe is a spherically shaped metal with eight green blinking lights that protrude from it as though they are corners of a cube.

The probe descends through the lowest layers where the clouds are illuminated by narrow bands of sunlight, it is almost pitch black. Then into another layer where things are illuminated only by flashes of lightning and there are huge tornadoes between the upper and lower cloud deck like columns. Then several more layers where it is too dark to see. Eventually it lands on the surface, which is made out of some type of crystals or ice granules with a light blue or grayish coloration. The dream narrator which has been describing technical details about the space probe including how it is able to survive the pressure and temperature changes exalts success.

I begin to think how cool it would be to go to a gas giant in a lucid dream and explore the surface. I then find that I am no longer an observer and have my body in first person and question how I am able to be here seemingly wearing nothing but shorts and a shirt. But there wasn't a conscious acknowledgement of the dream state. I start to wonder how this came to be and I wake up.

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There was another convoluted yet boring and lengthy dream about driving. I am visiting my father who lives in a large house in a very flat farm field with a big garage. At some point I swerve off the road while getting on the freeway, though there is no damage to the car, it is still very stressful.

There is also a point where I stopped at a gas station/convenience store and went inside. They have a large supermarket freezer holding drinks typical of such places. But as I walk around it I notice it gets bigger. The glass doors on the freezer are three or four meters tall and there are huge shelving units holding giant sized food items, specifically refrigerated/frozen pizzas that are more than a meter across. I decide I want a bottle of nesquik chocolate milk but it disappears in my hand.

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I am jogging along my old route in my old neighborhood. A snake is chasing me, it looks like a cobra. It hisses and bears its fangs. I continue running but it is slithering rather fast. I stop and opt to stomp on it to kill it. I tense myself and ready. It lunges at me and I jump in the air over it, stomping on its just behind the head with my right foot. The sudden motion carries into my waking body and I kick in bed and wake myself up.

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A dream having something to do with ATLA. It was a directors commentary with mike and brian and some alternative scenes. Apparently it was an alternate timeline of the show. Aang and Katara were already a couple and they looked to be older, late teens. They met in a red room with fire nation trappings and were kissing a lot and talking about how they wanted to get married. It was then revealed that they built their house on the back of the lion turtle.

First dream:
I'm in my house like usual except there is a Russian Piano teacher at my house with her boyfriend she was trying to teach me piano but she got mad and smashed a bunch of plates onto the floor
Second Dream:
I'm at my aunties house but it's not her house in real life it way bigger and mansion-like my auntie's husband and he talks about this badge he got from a football game, he seems really proud of it and I pretend to care. I go and hide in the toilet to not get bothered and sneak outside I notice a bunch of people playing tag outside so I went back inside and then went a different way outside. On the way out I thought I heard badge guy calling for me to stop so I did and it got really awkward so I speed walked away. I also beat up a random person for no reason. In my aunties house I spilt coffee everywhere and they thought I was an intruder and the cat they had gave birth to a cute kitten.

Night #1 (slept at night on the 1st but woke up on the 2nd, can't edit the title)

Non-Lucid Dream: I'm in a small bookstore, my family is waiting for me outside. It is nighttime, and we are in Seattle. I look through the books on the shelves, but nothing is interesting to me. The employee behind the desk asks me if I'm gonna choose a book already, which pressures me to find one. However, there's nothing I really want to get. I keep looking, and I come across a basket of free, fresh bread rolls above a shelf. For some reason, I feel guilty about not choosing a book, because they made these rolls and I should compensate them for it! Maybe there's something in the Young Adult section, I think? I haven't checked that one yet. I look through the shelves to find the shelf with that genre, but I can't find it.

I noticed that this dream is about being unable to pick a book at a bookstore. This has actually happened to me numerous times when I go to the bookstore! Also, the guy getting mad at me for looking too long was straight out of a post I read online before sleeping about that happening to someone, which is interesting to me.

All in all, I'm happy I was already able to have something for my dream journal after a multiple month long dry streak. Hopefully we can keep this pace up for the rest of the competition!

I woke up around 3am and was up for about an hour, it was a natural awakening. Though I am sick and my sleep schedule is whacked up. I was up and about for a bit and intended to do a WBTB, as I've had success with that in the past. No dice. Some non-lucid dreams though.

I had a false awakening which led into a dream of my dad and grandfather driving me to work with me in the backseat. I stop at work briefly and speak with my supervisor before getting back in the car. They tell me that they intended to take me to the hospital and not work and that they were just there such that I could tell my supervisor face to face. The dream went on for quite awhile, though it mostly consisted of fairly idle chatter and riding in the backseat of a car through uninteresting areas.

Another brief awakening.

Seperate dream. I was at the doctors office. It felt like the office that I would usually go to but the room was larger and seemed darker. The doctor told me that I was "147" but didn't reference what the number was (weight, blood pressure or some other medical score). She seemed irritated and disappointed with me and then left the room and I was left alone.

I remember a feeling of deep depression hit me. I wasn't properly lucid, it was at best described as layer 0 lucidity, in that I was vaguely aware that something was off but didn't properly recognize the dream state. (I won't be counting it as lucid for the purposes of the competition) The unseen dream director or whatever you might call it was pushing for this particular emotion but I was aware that some 'external' force was pushing me to that emotion and I became frustrated and fought back against it. I became very angry to the point that I woke myself up.

2NLDs=2pts
1WBTB=2pts

Competition night #1
2022-12-02 [morning of]

earliest:

Key:
+ [f] = fragment
+ = dream
[true] [false] memory notes, true or false
[DS] = dream sign
(?) = unsure about some detail
[vivid, etc] = notes about dream quality
CH = Childhood Home and surrounding neighborhood

Bedtime ~ 00:00 2022-12-02

~ 02:20 am

+ [f] Outdoors in a courtyard, daylight, some spare buildings around, there's a conversation about driving

early:

+ [long, fairly vivid, weak awareness] Sniper game in CH [DS]. Team based gun/rifle combat game based around CH. There is a sniper set up in a tree in the neighboring home. I'm very carefully trying to circle around on the street outside to the right, I encounter several enemies. I return to the CH base and pick up a long sniper-style rifle from the armory and return back to the street, and shoot the enemies with my rifle. Head shots, body shots, several different enemies. The bullets move very slowly and I have to continue aiming with my rifle at the desired target spot on their bodies while the bullet is stil in flight. I continue to lie low and make a very large circle to the right. I end up moving through city urban areas and inside businesses, one is a restaurant with a lot of people who are all hostile to me and my team, I try to quickly exit through a back door which is locked.

Outside at night I see a 2-3 story house with lots of angles on the roof, covered in snow, and I see my dog F walking around on the roof.

I'm with wife L and there are some magazine/large booklets (thick) with objectionable material [DS]. I'm trying to move them/bury them so that they are not discovered.

+ I'm with my mom in her bedroom in CH sitting on the bed working with an automated computer reading / translation program, it's very convenient because it automatically highlights words which you don't know and displays them on the screen with the meaning. I comment to her how convenient this is, what a neat program. I'm continuing to try to hide the magazines from her, I'm shuffling them under other things to keep them hidden. I stand up and then return and see that the entire bed has been unmade with the blankets all piled up, I'm worried the magazines were discovered, I can't find them. I can't remember if I stuffed them in a drawer or not.

Outside daylight, walking in the middle of the street with cars driving around me, I'm standing waiting at red lights, cars are passing me on my right. Pass a house where Mark Rippetoe from Starting Strength is holding a big BBQ in his garabge. Lots of people, huge industrial sized grills, and the steaks are huge and thick, each one about 2 square feet in size, there are about 20 of them packed closely together on the grills. There is a narrated comment "nobody justifies the contents of the magazines."

[~ 6am, WBTB, short MILD and setting intent to get lucid in dreams]
[looong BTS, takes lots of relaxation, throat lotus visualization]

later:

+ At work at company B [true past company] [DS], I'm concerned that I'm not coming to work enough [DS], we're going to lunch, colleague AfMn is there but I don't want him to see me(?) we walk down the building's stairwell, and I see a heap of clothing at the bottom of the stairs, and I'm trying to determine if there is a person in there or not. It's very bulky like a fireman's uniform. Don't see a person/body in side. Outdoors I'm waiting by the car, and I see Stef.Pod. [company R] doing a forwards shuffling moon-walk nearby, then he becomes uni friend FrGrd as he approaches the car.

I walk to my boat [false] which is moored in the city in a large open but covered space. The boat is completely open and I'm worried that random bums might sleep in it or mess with/ruin it. I look around a bit and do not see anybody. The back section has a roof and hatches that can be slid into a closed position, and I do this, sliding the hatches closed.

final:

+ Inside with two girls. The question is which one of us one girl will be with. She goes outside. I decide to go after her and make a pass. I'm naked at "at attention" and I run outside with everything waving in the breeze. She looks at me and runs back inside [haha], she wants to be with the other girl.

+ [f] sitting around a table (with a flower arrangement on it?), the theme is that our jobs are protected

[several more late dreams/frags, forgotten]

final waking 10:12 am