non-lucid

Jamie drive by? I scored a 2060 super off market place. Unfortunately I had to drive to bearspaw to get it. But for 140? Total steal. After I got home I drove around the block to see if the Punjabi restaurant was open. I was craving some butter chicken but it was closed. So I went home. As I shut off the car I noticed a black SUV came around the corner and some dark hair. I got out immediately to see if it was Jamie. The woman looked at me but gave no visible reaction. The Jamie voice said, " that looks kind of like me." I noticed the bangs were gone. The vehicle almost seemed to slow down for a second and then sped off. The Jamie voice said. " That was close.". Then later seemed to admit that it was her. Still not sure what to believe. If it was her let's go through my checklist. Could be clearly seen, ✅. Was intentional about at least being comfortable around being near me, ✅. I think that's it. Also I'm staying home this week to catch up on taxes.

Jordan

I saw Jordan the McDonald's franchise owner from coaldale. He was talking to me and my dad and then drove off. My dad mentioned that Jordan seemed religious. I said yes I know his family attend church.


Jamie 1

Sex dream. Not giving details. Nice view!

Jamie 2

Just that I was walking with her in a poorly lit hallway.

Nothing else to recall. Short but sweet.

LAME, only three fragments!

Oh well, some recall is always better than none!

1. I was at Disney World again, but I can't remember anything about it.
2. I was selecting a hotel from a list (Thanks, San Diego Comic Con hotel selection process, for entering my nightmares. )
3. And finally, all of my social media accounts had been either cropped or hacked (I can't read my half-asleep handwriting) as a sabotage attempt.

Hmm. What if it was both, and someone hacked into all of my accounts simply to crop all of my pictures? :O

Meditated while trying to WILD but it often just keeps me awake. Second false awakening since the comp began (still didn't catch it) :

(Fragment)

Me and three of my nephews in a house

Team WBTB



*false awakening* In my bed, I'm writting the dreams of me and a teammate of this spring comp (he's online in the notes app), I want us to go back to sleep for WBTB

Together, Y and I emerge from what seems to be a metro station. We are in the Netherlands – apparently, because this is the only place where I am going to be able to have a fully fledged music career. I know this somehow. She seems to be the one taking the lead, though.

I’m going to enroll in a university here, and it seems as if the staircase leads directly into one of the buildings. I examine my surroundings – white tiled walls with mosaic patterns as the staircase ends, leading into a hallway. This building is where art classes are held. The two of us walk into a large studio classroom that’s filling up with students as if the class is about to begin. She takes a seat, and I take one next to her. After a few minutes, the professor begins speaking – English seems to be the language of instruction here – and students go to a series of large wooden bins along one wall, pulling out various kinds of bones. They take the bones back to the tables and begin to sketch them. I go over, grab what looks like it might be a vertebra, and also begin to draw.

Later, a lot of time seems to have passed – maybe a year. I’m checking an electronic billboard in a campus building.

13.4.25


The dream started as a sort of school/workplace dream, I think, but shifted at some point to a setting like an abandoned barn. I’m here with a man who seems familiar, as if maybe he’s based on people I actually know, and we’re talking. A black cat with a red collar that I recognize as L is also here: he comes over to sit next to me, and I pet him.

Planes are passing by overhead. I can see them through a hole in the roof – too close, it seems to me, and very loud. I don’t like it. I don’t like the look of the sky, either. It’s too dark for this time of day. A storm is brewing.

The wind picks up, and keeps picking up. I can feel the building beginning to be pulled up into the air. So it is here, about to upend my life the way it has so many others. I’m not afraid. I knew it would only be a matter of time. I just have to stay calm and focused.

I am up in the air now, which is full of debris spun by the winds in the strange light of the storm. As I’m blown by the winds, I let the world spin, as if I’m the point of stability, and it’s only everything else that’s moving around relative to me.

Unsurprisingly, this level of focus is pulling me into latent lucidity. I am flying now, making a beeline for the source of all this trouble. I don’t know how exactly to describe it – it must be a bit like it would be for a dog or something following a scent trail, but more abstract than that – some kind of recognizable trace left behind in the mindscape, becoming stronger as I approach.

I land in a neighborhood – not an especially nice one. Small, prefabricated houses jumbled too close together, a few completely inadequate attempts at greenery. Barely a step above a trailer park, really. It is now late out. I walk to the house the trail leads to, stepping straight through the door. I’ve never been here before, but I can see it all in my mind. The trace leads into a sort of narrow office past the kitchen – a closed-off, unpleasant, musty, crawly kind of mental signature that the whole place figuratively reeks of. It’s strongest around the computer, which has a big, boxy kind of monitor of a sort that probably went extinct years ago.

But in the kitchen, I run into A and C, an older couple I’ve known for a number of years. This is their house. Suddenly, it’s as if the scenario not only is different, but has been different the entire time. I have come here to warn them about what is going to happen. And so the question of what exactly would have happened to that computer will forever remain a mystery....

17.4.25

Marble stairs in Paris (fragment)

With one of my brothers in an appartment *forgot what happened*, then I'm in Paris, on top of giant white marble stairs, lots of people are sitting on the steps, I find a spot near the edge next to a group of travelers

Violent glitched waves



A place where dreamers can meet and embody other dreamers to increase their chances of lucid dreaming. *false awakening* I write down my embodied "dreams" a bit like this :
•*Dream*
.*Something*
•*Dream*
.*Something*
•*Dream*
.*Something*
•*Dream*
.*Something*

Then I go back to "sleep" : I'm walking outside, following the road in a forest, then there's mostly a concrete road and less nature. I'm heading towards a specific place. On the way, a grandma with pink lipstick and yellow dye painted all over her skin is making zombie or Frankenstein noises and mannerisms in a car with no rooftop and she has an automatic hairdressing machine on her head. But I know this is normal in this place. I've arrived at my destination.

I see the beach, with high waves frozen in time, which I try to unfreeze using telekinesis : the waves start moving again every few seconds, like It's glitching. The sea is very rough, the tides are getting closer to me quickly and without stopping. I take off one sock to not wet it but I don't have time to take off the other one when the waves become more and more violent.

The waves are so violent that I have to run, trying not to get my remaining sock wet. Then there's one of my sisters and some other people. She explains to us how to deal with the incoming waves : we have to stay behind the large wall/block of ice, and jump when the water comes in. We do it and the water is cold because of the ice.

On Night 1 I couldn't fall asleep until like 1am and had to wake up early, so I only remember one short dream:

Apology poem



I'm at my parents house in the dining room with some family (mostly nephews), then the scene cuts to a prisonner that made a really long apology letter, like a full book, written in rhymes like a poem, directed to the judge, which convinced him to release the prisonner. Now this letter/poem is taught in schools.

Evening:

Nap Fragment:
Someone was going to become a weed dealer, something about having 700 fake living locations to be safe.

Nap Fragment:
Something about me becoming a server at some cafe/restaurant.

Night:

Dream:
Something about doing someone figuring out and doing wild in the middle of the day without sleeping while being awake making interesting neon streaks visuals and allowing them to walk up walls, etc.

Frag:
Robot transformation selling people. Theyre like little robot faces that allow you to turn into a robot. Something about cognitive functions deteriorating after some years though

Frag :
Going to ni hao (Chinese restaurant) on thursday even tho its closed then.

Dream:
Some VR things I reallly want to do but I'm late for school, I pick and transform into Sejuani to be faster, do some sailing on a raft, then climbing some mountains, It's a fake school beacon... Im also a dad of 3 kids? and there's something mental about them in that world? And I'm in last year highschool while also in my masters uni? Im going to be late for a Dutch class with some stupid assignment.

I’m in some horror game set up where I’m driven to a house and need to walk up the stairs to some door. Then, I need to open the door, see if the horror entity is there, and if he is, run immediately to “win”. I tried this a few times, opening the door a couple times to be met by a white boney hand holding the door I was trying to reclose, open and running down the stairs (don’t know why these instances didn’t count but ok). I decided I’d try and catch this thing off guard cuz it apparently had a visitation pattern and I could catch it when I expected to. So I jumped up and started tracking where the thing was supposed to be as I flew through the air. My flying style was a lot like Jet’s from MHA at first (bursts of air through my feet), but I realized that I could hover and control my flight much better than I thought I could. It was nighttime in a city I don’t actively recognize, so passing over the city illuminated by the bright signs and street lights was a nice sight to take in. As I continued tracking the creature, I saw that I overshot it and turned around to redirect myself. Then I saw a number at the bottom left of my vision saying “wall climb boosts left:” with a number (most likely cuz I’ve been playing parkour a lot recently). I figured this was the amount of flight boosts I had left, so I decided to make a soft landing on rocky formation covered in snow, right in the middle of the waters I was currently flying over. I waited for my WCBs to recharge, all while making sure not to slip and fall into the icy water since it was apparently cold here. After a bit, I shot back into the air, looking for the creature*once*more.

DREAM 1

I was rich in the dream and I was trying to get somewhere, I feel like it was New York and I needed to get there urgently but I kept getting delayed. I didnt care if it was by flight or train. I can’t remember why I needed to go, but I have a feeling it had something to do with my mom and something to do with my ex boyfriend Joey. There was also a scene in the dream where Joey was running through a dark wet field along a fence seemingly trapped inside due to the lightning and not wanting to touch the fence. All his friends were on the other side panicking but he ran through the fence and came out the other side unharmed.


DREAM 2

My mom was feeling very sick and was sitting outside in her car. I was worried about her dying out in her car and when I heard a long continuous beeping outside I worried that my worst fear had come true and that she had passed out and her head hit the horn. I ran out there and she was fine the honking had come from somewhere else but she was still feeling sick so I helped her back inside. My little sister was there inside in the kitchen and I was offering my mom some of my clothes to wear, she could have her pick and she picked either a blue or pink maxi dress idr which one she picked I thought it was pink but the next time I looked at her she was wearing the blue one and I told her she looked like a princess. I asked her if she was hungry and she nodded enthusiastically yes and then daya was hungry too and I got stressed bc I had no idea what to make on a whim late at night. Then ofc Daya wanted to wear something of mine too and I was rooting through my dresses for her when I woke up

DREAM 3

There was a popular fantasy adventure book series in this dream universe and the dream would switch from me reading it, to hearing about it to living in it from 3rd person at times and first person at times. It was about this guy who is going on a journey alongside others but he even though others are on the same journey, they can stick together and this guy has to be isolated, alone without help. In the dream I remembered hearing 2 people talking about the book and how its tragic to have to watch him go through the journey alone and you just feel so bad for him, but like halfway through the series you finally understand why he needed to do it alone. All of a sudden I’m now in the book first person although I know without seeing myself that I’m him and not irl me. I’m at the beginning, before he even knows what’s going on and I’m in “my” house but it didn’t actually look like mine irl I just knew it was supposed to be. My (real ) mom and sister are upstairs and I’m trying to whisper yell to my sister Daya to plot because I was suspicious of my mom, I had a feeling she was the villain and that she would turn on me any second and I’d have to run. So I was scrambling on the ground floor trying to pull on a dirty shirt and force my feet into my 11 year old sisters shoes just to have shoes bc I knew I’d have to run and couldnt go upstairs where my mom was. Then my mom and my sister come downstairs and Daya is cozied up to our mom and I realize for the first time that I’m on my own. I thought I had her on my side and we’d run together but I’m realizing I’m going to be running alone. And then fast forward to later there was another situation with 2 men this time that im talking to, they’re friends who are going through the journey too but I’m still on my own I can’t join forces with anyone else and theres no way to cheat. Then I was back out of the story and reading it again as a book. I was scrolling on YouTube to find reading ambience and I saw a video that at first was a reading ambience of the book but then it turned into being a short clip of episode 8 and someone saw me looking and said it’s the only released episode. The AI image attached is a visual of dream #3.

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Here we go!

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid): I was at Walt Disney World, doing single rider and the System Formerly Known as FastPass to get on lots of rides.

Dream #2 (Fragment/Hypnagogic Imagery): My brain played to me the following lovely names, telling me that they are good names for women in stories: Chelsea, Lotion (!!!), and Dawn.

Dream #3 (Lucid): I was heading home. I arrived. I lived in a neighborhood in California, consisting of 3 houses with connected backyards. I opened the wrong garage door -- WHOOPS -- and sheepishly went back to mine, but I couldn't find it.

Then I was suddenly in Six Flags Magic Mountain. Somehow, this triggered my reality check. I was with T. but couldn't see her, which was annoying. I could only feel her presence. Anyway, I did the check, and thought "I think I'm awake". But I just kept thinking, how on earth did I randomly get teleported to Magic Mountain? T convinced me to do a reality check again and this time I realized I was dreaming.

At first, despite knowing that I was dreaming, I still kept looking for my house. Then, my fuzzy brain went NO you can do whatever you want! I completely forgot about the order of my three-step tasks and we just went to try casting a portal. This...Woke me up.

Dream #4 (Slightly NSFW, Non-Lucid): This lady was stripping in front of a group of guys in order to prove a point about sexism. I think I was just an observer; I was not in the group. I woke up shortly after this one.

Dream
Some guy appeared twice and because of that claimed to be God. There was another person on the mountain bike track that was so stupid they couldn't even grasp the concept of stupidity.

Dream
Figuring out how to steal a special old camera from a party. There's some underhand magic fighting. Me and I think the guy from Kingsman had magic knives while the hosts of the party we were doing a heist on had magic canes. Small fight occurred where I saved my partner, one of the canes broke. I end up leaving and selling early because of some precognition/deja vu, perhaps from an earlier dream where it went sideways trying a better deal. So I just leave and end up on the mountain bike track from the dream before the WBTB

I'm taking some kind of ritualistic medicine in an unfamiliar setting, outdoors maybe? It's facilitated by a couple other people who are watching me. I ask if this is some kind of psychedelic, and they respond with something along the lines of, "You're going to meet someone". Sitting in a chair, I start to feel some of the effects, getting very dizzy and out of body. I lean back, expecting to just lay there, but the chair falls backwards and I spill out onto the ground. I'm aware that I'm just lying there, but I can't move to get up. The other people bring me to a more comfortable position.

Other fragments from the night:

I'm wearing a costume that's all black and very form fitting, like the Black Panther from Marvel, but I also have a wide-brimmed hat and bandana I'm wearing as a mask. I'm in a store where I still need to go through checkout for the extra items I just got for the costume.

I'm getting on a tram that is taking me and many other people to an airport. The cars of the tram are open air, with no seats, just railings on all 4 sides. I get in one and start talking to some other people who have boarded as well.

So, generally this is how my dream recall goes. I keep a journal by my bedside and take notes at night or when I wake up first thing. My normally neat handwriting becomes a barely legible scrawl as I sometimes write when not fully conscious.

I am not usually able to transcribe my dreams to DreamViews until later in the day. In this case, right before bed. So, memory loss can happen.

I apparently had the following dream according to my notes, but I don't remember it anymore:

I was discussing books with bugs, but bugs don't live long. So, I was ending up with a lot of books, because I would receive the books from my bug friends after they died.

Yeah, that's it. That's the dream.

...I don't like bugs.

Idk what to label as dream and as fragment, it's quite the mess in my head lol.

Fragment?
Similar game to bouldering but one of those big spiderweb things you find in some playgrounds with weird shapes attached to them you need to use like in bouldering, was quite fun and my arms were getting very exhausted.

Fragment?
Drinking strong cognac or whiskey that actually tastes gooood
(at some point I was like DAMN, why'd I put that last as my 3 step task xd, I wasn't even lucid)

Dream?
At some family (dads side) thing walking down some stairs (dream me knew them/the place, some false memories I guess) in a city then into the sand, like it was still under construction or something, there's some kind of party going

Fragment.
Very short fragment about dropshipping

Fragment?
Somehow my entire family (moms side) smoking at some place (surprised I didn't get lucid, almost no one in my family smokes), I recall low stone walls and some weeds here and there.

Dream.
A little apartment I think my brother lived in? Idk it's weird, it was some curious weirdness, like I feel there's some science facility underground backrooms-esque vibe somewhere there. Anyway, I end up in the apartment high up it's pretty much a caravan on the inside. I try and take a nap within on the couch which is amazingly comfortable and I'm really drowsy there. I am a bit afraid of the owners coming back and finding me inside though. They were hmh about it but generally fine, they had some dogs running around there.

Fragment.
Somewhere fragment about beard growth needing to let EVERYTHING grow for a long time and then trim or whatever.

There was his phone company that was doing a big marketing push. They also own these weirdly shaped headphones and their headphone cases. To try and compete with apple, they were sending their phones in the headphone cases. They made like oversized ones as as packaging to send new phones in and it looked really cool.