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Notable substances: No caffeine, 5mg Benedryl 9:00PM (testing out some potential REM rebound effects)



Dream 1 - FPS

I was on one of two teams against each other, first person shooter style. It was slightly more real life than game. I used a shot glass to rest my sniper rifle on while aiming, I thought it was a pretty cool idea and I showed it to my teammates and they did too (even though it accomplished nothing). I took sight to headshot an enemy on another rooftop, I waited for the perfect moment and fired - it should have taken the other guy out but it was like he canceled it and he was annoyed.

One of the guys from the other team came over to us and wanted us to surrender or something. Apparently the entire team were cops, outside of the game. They were somehow corrupt game cops, they demanded that we let them win.

I’m not sure how that situation resolved, but it was over now. I was being shown a pamphlet for some lost dreaming ideas or techniques (I'm so oblivious).

One of them involved a way to store many details about a dream you want to re-enter later by using a drug called 'Quona'

As I was looking at it I heard someone speaking highly of it 'I'm not familiar with this but any guide made by (username that I forget) is great!



WBTB

I had an alarm set to 3:45am but I woke up before it went off at 3:36am - this was after about 4 and a half hours of sleep. I read some of Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming and then returned to bed at 4:20am after doing some brief stretches.

I performed the tense-relaxation technique described in ETWOLD and did a bit of the 31 of the 61 relaxation points until I felt very comfortable. I tried to WILD but I kept catching myself almost losing consciousness. I was struggling on the verge for a while and then fell asleep.



Dream 2 - Boat dream

I'm on top of a massive aircraft carrier boat. There's a crowd of people on the shore watching me. I run and jump off the back deck tucking into a ball and flip as many times as I can before hitting the water, which was quite a ways down. The crows cheers. I vaguely recall swimming back to a dock where the crowd was.



Dream 3 - Ceiling dream

I'm jumping trying to hit my head on a drop ceiling. I can't, I announce some sort of challenge to see who can pull it off. There were a lot of people wandering around, they all simultaneously stopped what they begin jumping as high as they can to hit the ceiling with their heads.

I get a running start, jump and this time I hit it easily, briefly lifting one of the ceiling panels with my head. Everyone's clapping, I say that their involvement was why I was able to do it.



Dream 4 - Some violence

I'm in this super-religious household*. Everyone is wearing old school dresses and stuff. Everyone including me seems to be around 20-ish, excluding the parents.

I'm getting ready to go to school. Apparently I have a dream friend who wasn't present, and he had a girlfriend who is sick. I go into her room to check how she's feeling and she's doing okay.

I realize that I'm actually not feeling that well myself. I go to leave the room but my shoulders are seized and I'm pulled back into the room.

The mom of this girl was apparently hiding in the closet the whole time, which is who yanked me back in. She’s saying how great her daughter is and how great we would be as a couple and rambles about this almost incoherently, her eyes look insane. She wants us to get to know each other she says as she leaves the room and locks us in it. I'm very creeped out and am still trying to figure out how she had even fit in the closet, I just want away from this whole situation.

A time jump occurs and now I'm standing in school. Then my dream friend, the boyfriend of the girl, comes from around the hall. He's furious, his face is red and he's clearly been crying. He has a black knife in his hand, he thinks I slept with his girlfriend.

I start backing up, simultaneously saying that I need to explain what's going on (and try to figure it out for myself as well) while reaching into my right pocket to find an identical black knife as his. It's folded shut, I snap it open - the blade is probably 3 or 4 inches long.

He's screaming "You fucked my girlfriend!!" as he takes a jab at me. I side step it and stab into his sternum, the bone is firm and the blade only goes in half an inch. When I pull it back a small shard of glass remains.

He looks at me shocked and I repeat that we need to talk. He advances and stabs again, I grab the wrist of his hand with the knife and pull it towards and past my left side as I stab into the upper side of his other arm.

This causes him to drop the knife and back away, I pick up his knife. I apologize for his wounds and say again that we need to talk.

'I don't think so' he says as he takes out a long silver scimitar from behind his back. I considered using both of the knives for a sec but would rather have one free hand so I put the second knife in my pocket.

The longer scimitar doesn't feel as threatening to me and based on how he has been fighting I don't think this will end well for him but I don't think he will stop.

I say to him very plainly that if he continues this it will not end well for him. I begin to say how I am going to take him out but stop short at 'I'm gonna-' , I feel like it would sound cocky and insulting and I don't want to egg him on. He looks like he has a slight moment of clarity, like the rage was draining from him. I feel like this might resolve peacefully from here on out.

Such a stressful annoying dream.



Dream 5 - Talking cat

I was walking to the H-town house down the long driving holding an old small cat. She was able to talk, and was fairly sarcastic.


* Probably from a conversation I had recently about how I used to be religious when I was younger.

Notable day substances: No caffeine, Decaf, phosphatidyl choline, 5mg Benedryl 7:30pm
WBTB substances: 6mg Galantamine ~4:00AM

I wanted to have my first lucid this time around since my last break to be without Galantamine, but I'm impatient so I threw it into the mix tonight.



WBTB with Galantamine and WILD

I woke up at 3:45 am after 4 and a half hours of sleep. I read some Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming until I felt like my mind was awake, which took 10 minutes. Then I took 6mg of Galantamine and went back to bed.

I normally try to fall asleep as fast as possible after taking Galantamine because it works pretty fast and it’s difficult to sleep after it starts working. After about half an hour with no luck of going back to sleep on my right side, and attempts of laying very still for WILD - I turn over to my left side to try to WILD there.

Over 10 mins I made less and less movements until I was very comfortable and still. After a while I couldn’t really feel my body and that’s when the transition from waking into sleeping consciously began.

I had no visuals but I felt like I was sitting on a rollercoaster. I could feel when I was traveling up the tracks and the momentum and speed when I was going downward, I could feel myself lifting out of my seat. This went on for a while and was really fun, it felt very realistic. I also started to get some slight visuals of the track which was going around a ski-lift over and over again.


Then the visuals started. A colorful background appeared and there was some nonsense text in the middle that looked AI generated. The text made no sense but when I pretended to ‘read it’ it would transform into a new gibberish text. The text was only ever between 1 to 4 words long. Each time I ‘read’ one of these it felt like I was doing something right and getting deeper into something and the visuals got brighter.*

Now a ‘loading screen’ appeared, it was 16-bit SNES graphics scrolling from right to left of a brick wall. It was very stable and I would pick a piece of grouting and watch it go from one side of my vision to the other - the clarity and detail in lucid dreams always amazes me.

After maybe 10 seconds of this the loading is finished and I’m playing a SNES-style beat em’ up genre game**. It looked like Super Double-Dragon - the very basic track ‘Train Ride’ from this game was playing as well, which I haven’t heard in probably over 10 years.


So now I’m playing this game, the graphics are very bright and vivid - enemies are coming at my character which I’m controlling. But I don’t have a real body, it’s like I’m looking at a screen with blackness all around it and that’s it.

I told myself before going to bed that if I had a lucid I was going to go with whatever the dream was, for stability and practice sake. But I didn’t want the dream to be about playing some SNES game, I at least wanted it to be based in a reality-like setting.

So I test out transforming one of the enemies I’m looking at, which begins to work but the contrast and brightness of the dream begins to dim. I figure I’ve only been in here for less than a minute so I should slow down, so I stop doing that and the contrast and brightness return.

I still don’t want to be having this experience so I close my eyes and now I feel my body in bed. I decide to do a reality check and reach over and plug my nose - I can still breathe just fine! Also I’m seemingly on my back, but I know I’m on my left side in reality. So I decide to try to get out of bed to get out of this gaming situation.

But as I start to move I feel like my left arm is still not totally asleep and that if I move it I will wake up, it feels really heavy compared to the rest of my body. So I close my eyes and enter the video game again, just to see a enemy hit my character and die. The game over screen says ‘YOU FAILED!’ with a big fat purple weasel laughing with a high pitched voice as the dream collapses and I return to feeling my actual body in bed laying on my left side, awake. (5:08am)

I think I just tried too much too fast and needed to let the dream develop more and become more involved. I’ve had plenty of close call WILD’s but normally I get to a point where my body feels like it’s humming with electricity as the visuals begin and the dreams collapse very early. I’ll count this as my first successful WILD! Even though I used Galantamine and ruined it pretty fast.



Dream 2

I’m on the phone with JohnF, a guy I only met very briefly maybe 10 years ago. He’s severely depressed and I’m trying to make him feel better but it wasn’t working. I suddenly had the random thought that he hired a hitman to kill someone. I asked him if he had done something irreversible. He said ‘yeah…’

I don’t know what he actually did but I said he should try to forgive himself and maybe do something that feels like he’s giving back to the world in some way.

I heard super Mario RPG music coming through the phone and asked him if he was playing it. He lit up a bit and said he was, the remastered version. And that he had plans to swap if for another game when he was done.

Then an unknown friend of mine comes by the room I'm in (PA house, bedroom at the end of the hall on the left). He says he got a purple coat and a mustache and he's really excited about it. He doesn't want to show me though because he doesn't know the guy I'm talking to, who is now in the room with me.

JohnF and I both say we wanna see it so he shows us. 'It's not purple at all!' I say upon seeing it, it’s a deep mustard yellow. He says 'oh yeah? Well look at THIS!' He opens it up to reveal a mustache on the hanging loop/tag on the jacket. He takes it off and clips it to his nose, it's a really convincing mustache. We both applaud him.


This dream started out serious and dark and ended feeling funny and relaxed.



Dream 3

I’m deep underground in some sort of mine. To demonstrate how extremely deep a hole is, a man/woman pair toss a raccoon down into it. Immediately it sounds like it hit pipes or something and there are lots of scrambling sounds. The man then throws a basketball down which hits something, and then it's silent.

The woman explains that the raccoon was so relaxed when it fell with its limbs stretched out, that when it made contact with the only pipe exposed it quickly grabbed on. Then the basketball was thrown to hit the raccoon and send it all the way down..

We spoke about something but I forget what. I vomited up a strange pufferfish looking like creature into a nearby basin with water in it, which freaked the lady out and she ran off.

This dream just had all around gross vibes.



Dream 4

A gust of wind blows the front door open slightly, Mogmi makes a run for it! He gets outside and I chase after him. He goes right across the street into the backyard of the neighbors (which is unlike IWL).

A man with a large beard is smoking a cigarette on his phone and there is another guy standing there with him.

Mogmi is hopping up like a dog trying to smell the cigarette. I grab him and apologize, then take him back to the house.



*I suspect this was REM starting, reading these short sentences were making my eyes dart back and forth a lot.

**At this point I became aware of NPT (nocturnal erection), which happens during REM.

Jamie dreams.

most of this was HH. Where I am awake, falling asleep, but briefly fall into a dream segment.
1. It's birds eye view and I'm driving to Sundre, Vision zooms out and Jamie is in her vehicle waiting.
2. Jamie is driving by the street I use to live on and she is kinda missing those times...
Umm okay, so she's stalking me now? I don't know, but maybe try actually talking to me instead of driving by once every a couple of months and stealing glances at me, pretending that I don't notice. You know I once worked at a south wal mart in Lethbridge, where a Manager, who was a total Bi*** use to bully me and give me write ups if I retaliated. which, ultimately led to me quitting. Was she done after I quit? NO, I started working at a Mcdonalds, and a few times while cleaning up the parking lot she would drive right through the parking lot and not park or buy anything. She started showing up at the 711 I use to go to on the north side even though she lived on the south. Even tried to say hi to me, in the lineup. She thankfully stopped after a few months of me not giving her an in.
3. I'm hearing a song I know, It's that annoying 80's song that can get stuck in your head for weeks. "It must have been love." by Roxette (RIP). Jamie is tonelessly singing it and making the lyrics about me. the only line I can articulate is "Touch me now," but she sings it ."Robert now.". Kind of makes me laugh and cringe at the same time. If she were to construct a parody of this song about me, I have an idea for some of the chorus, "It must of been Rob, But he's older now. I said he was good, But I lost him somehow. It must of been Rob, but I'm older now. We didn't even touch, 'Cause the time had run out." and I swear If Jamie doesn't sing this to me with full passion, we aint a thing

Other dreams.

1. I get lost in a house, that has another house secretly inside it. Some guy is leading me through a very specific set of doors. We wind up at this landing with a strange latter. I climb down the ladder and find myself outside around some interesting houses and a highway.
2. Im with a bunch of people in a mall. I'm building minecraft blocks for some reason, even though I never play the game. later we are in a strange cafeteria but the lights aren't on. Me and some people hide in some strange cubicles. and my old friend from mcdonald's (Who I had one confirmed shared dream with) David jumps out and goes "Bah," to scare us, he manages to stay on one foot in a comical almost about to grab you pose. And then darts away. I go to look for him but he is gone...

Apologies for not updating recently, The wifi at home is worse than dial up. Can't even load a webpage to update my dj.

Jamie dream (Almost a month ago?) I was standing outside somewhere with some family and saw my aunt smoking and standing by her Dodge caravan. Now I know she doesn't smoke so i'm really perplexed. I go to confront her on this. Someone calls behind me I look and at the end of the driveway is a woman with long brown hair and eyes light grey like a wolf. She's waving me down but somehow I don't recognize her, but I'm still focused on why my aunt is smoking so, I ignore the woman's "Ooh ooh, over here." and continue talking to my aunt. It wasn't until I woke up I realized it was a visit from Jamie.

Second dream I am furiously writing Jamie a really long Facebook message... Dear God, I sincerely hope I never have to do that again. It's been 5 years?!?!?!? Since I did such a thing and no response indicates that she likely doesn't want one either.

Dreams this week.

1. In this one I go to this park forest area in the middle of a city and hang out with people in the middle of the night. very vague on the rest of the details

2. Some skanky looking younger woman indicates she wants me to sleep with her. I take her number somewhat reluctantly, because i seem to be horny enough. But later in the dream and just message her that I'm no longer interested since I already have a girl coming in. (I think in the dream I was expecting Jamie to come into my life suddenly.

3. I am on a roadtrip in the middle of the night. I'm tired so I find an abandoned hospital looking place to stay the night in. While there a couple pulls up to spend the night as well. It's Victoria and her boyfriend (The victoria I worked with that didn't die from covid )

4. I find myself on a Date with a girl from India. We just get along really nicely. Can't remember much. just that she was leaning against a railing, we got talking and went for a coffee or something.

Seems like most of the dreams were trying to distract me from finding Jami in a dream... hmmm.

Dream 1

I find a shortcut to some sort of ultimate last boss in a WoW like game, Tami is grouped with me.

The shortcut takes us behind the boss where a large treasure chest is. Normally a raid would only gain access to this spot after defeating this boss, who is still alive and in fairly close proximity to the treasure. The boss is some sort of giant undead lich with possessed chains encircling it - it's giving some strong spellcaster vibes and has a purple aura about it.


When I get close to the treasure it gets the attention of the lich, which howls towards us and I get a curse debuff applied to me along with multiple other extremely harmful spells. The ground crumbles and gives way and we fall into the ocean. We die shortly after and respawn in a Stormwind-like city.

I notice I still have one of the curses applied to me. It has a bunch of negative effects but it also reduces all of my spell casting times to instant and removes the global cool down.

To test this out I cast a powerful healing spell that should take 10 seconds to pull off usually. It casts instantly and my character raises his arms to deliver it. I try spamming the ability and since it wasn't meant to be done so quickly he repeats the completion animation over and over and his arms reach into the sky more and more until they're comically stretched about 10 feet into the air.




Dream 2

I'm in the PA house 'suite' area*, when I look out the window through the driveway is from the VI house.

I see a tractor trailer in the driveway, the back is open as a man is taking a large package out. He's heading towards the main doors.

Meanwhile a woman he's working with is holding a clipboard, and is near my door. She's waiting for him to put down the package before she knocks and gets me to sign, but he keeps going back for more large packages.

She calls out to him "How many more packages are we delivering?" He calls back "Nine in total!”. She responds with something along the lines of she wishes they were all for her.

Now the delivery guy is coming in and out of the room I'm in and I attempt to pay little attention to the situation but I'm on high alert. I notice the desk I'm at now has tools all over it like screwdrivers and wrenches and that underneath the desk has many drawers also full of tools.

Something is tugging on the lower right side of my shirt, I look down to see a girl that's maybe six years old or so. She's asking me random kid-like questions.

I look to find her parents and run into the delivery guy, I ask him if she's his child. He says " Oh yeah sorry about that! It's just something work is making us do, bring our kids to work today ya know?"

Behind him is his wife who I didn't see till now, who has their second daughter with her. I 'know' that this isn't her job and she's not normally in this situation. She has a 'very stressed, but making it work' kind of look on her face, her blonde hair is very messy. I feel upset that they're in this situation.


After dropping the girl off with them I want to figure out what's going on with this delivery etc, so I find the woman with the clipboard and ask her if these packages are for me.

She answers saying it's a country wide package lottery event that everyone was drawn into and that I won. She may have mentioned they were appliances.

*I really focused yesterday on the fact that I have so many PA house dreams. So I mentally went through the house when I was awake and reminded myself that if I see any of these places that I am certainly dreaming. Of course this dream was in one of the only places I forgot about, and one of the last changes to the house before I moved from there.

Fragment: I am on the BFI (British Film Institute) website, although it has a different name - three letters beginning with C. The homepage has a background of a wooden house surrounded by grassy fields where the wind is blowing softly. Somewhere on the site I am looking at a listing for a set of second-hand books (this is not something they would sell). The books are about the 'Crown Collection' and the series of 5 costs $8. I think this sounds pretty exciting and show my mum, but she scoffs that that is a stupid purchase. Surely I don't really want those books? I am awed by her scornful attitude.

Notes:

- Now that's the second time I've visited a website in a dream. Perhaps I should reality check when visiting websites. Just ask myself if what I'm looking at should really be on this site and why.
- The books really were priced in dollars, not pounds...
- I think a dream sign might actually be my mum being rude to me.

I didn’t feel all that great yesterday, so I gave myself a break and didn’t sleep with any strong dream recall intentions.



Dream 1

I'm in the PA house*, hall bedroom on the right. I'm laying in the bed and I notice there's all of these dead looking plants hanging in transparent green 3D printed plant pots** on the wall. There's about five of them in a row.


They look like they really need water and they're leaves are all hanging down. The leaves are bowl shaped and they're holding some water in them.

Sunlight begins to hit the wall as the sun rises and it hits the first plant. The leaves respond by slowly lifting up to their full height, causing the water to stream down from the leaves into the soil. I think to myself "So that's why its leaves are shaped like that.. A plant that waters itself!"***

The sun spreads across the wall as it dances through the blinds and various trees from outside. Each plant responds to the sunlight the same.



Dream 2 (probably a continuation from the first dream)

I'm in the PA house, living room. There's music playing from the speakers. There's some sort of family gathering and everyone is doing art, I only remember specifically seeing Katie's face. I'm not too interested in what's going on here.

I go upstairs to the bedroom at the end of the hallway. In here there's also speakers in sync playing the same song which was “Savage Garden - I Want You”****. I turn the volume up to the max and lean my forehead against the system and close my eyes. The bass is rippling through me and it feels like I'm getting a full body massage. It’s so strong I feel like my heart is skipping beats. I say 'woah' but it comes out all choppy from the music.



Dream 3

I'm some sort of superhero and I'm writing a letter to a little girl. I'm trying to break it to her that I'm losing my superpowers.

I draw an image of me flying with a cape, holding a car over my head.


Then I draw an image of me walking, explaining that I can't fly anymore.


There were a few more images and notes that I forget. I finish the letter writing that I'm still working on making the world a better place but now I'll have to do it like normal people.

I say something about how we have the same abilities now and that she can be a superhero too.


* I should focus more that this place is a dream sign.
** The same plant holders I printed a few years ago for fun.
*** Another often dream sign seems to be these ‘aha!’ moments where I’m trying to understand something.
**** This is most likely because I checked out the DV Discord recently and listened to a song Lang shared that made me think ‘This sounds so much like savage garden’

I was playing some airship level in one of the 3d mario games. I jumped across some platforms, and I fell off, I tried to save it with a spin jump, but I couldn't go through the platforms so I started at the beginning again. I accidentally walked off the edge of the large block before the moving platforms and discovered a secret area. I hit some ? blocks an d a couple invisible blocks that didn't give me anything cause they were meant for Luigi. I then somehow changed the camera angle, and there was a hole in the block to crawl into. I was suddenly the one crawling into the hole, which felt like crawling under a chair.

I was sitting on the couch spacing out [COLOR="#008000"]I caught myself and paid enough attention to my surroundings to become lucid. I got up and walked down the hall and tried to remember what to do. I remembered that becoming a giant would get me the most points, but the ceiling was a few feet above my head and I didn't want to get stuck, my father pulled me out of thought by telling me "It's time to go to the house." I followed him, and I remembered that one of my tasks was banishment. He was talking or getting his keys or something, so I decided to banish the screwdriver that was on the counter. I looked away and imagined it gone, it was still there when I looked back. I was going to try again, [/COLOR][COLOR="#EE82EE"]but it was blackening and I could feel my body in my bed more than my dream body. I kept my eyes closed to do a DEILD but my cats somehow noticed I was awake and walked on my face.

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I had a lucid dream. It was fairly vivid.
I was in the middle of a dream when it started to shift and I realized whats up. Then It shifted and now I was infront of my house, late evening. It was getting dark, I looked around asking questions for some reason.
I looked back, the buildings looked a bit different as I expected, I couldnt see clearly.
Anyhow, I tried to manipulate the dream and tested this invisible keyboard, cause I theorized that associations are the best sources to manipulate dreams, but it didnt work, I wanted to make it daytime again I think.
Then I tried to fix my vision, it was like I had no glasses on, so I tried another association, I imagined there is a focuser on the side of my head, and turned it and I almost got a good focus, but then it also stopped working and reverted to glassless focus.
And then I woke up.


So I theorized that associations are the best sources to manipulate dreams. Which partly worked, the first attempt didnt, then the second one kinda did, but then it stopped working.
I'd like to look more into it, come up with new experiments.

Night 5 -10.01-

*Blackout*

Night 6 -11.01-

…/immerse into work activity. We get a task to work in couples. Each one becomes a contract to work with. One of my kids is t doing something there/…

…/I see my English neighbor has cut her hair. She looks angry. Her mother is around while she’s sweeping the street next to a small park in front of her place. I ask her if she’s angry for something because of her face expression. She goes mad and we start discussing about something. Her mother gets something like a stroke but not really, I think to myself “It’s because of her advanced age” and somebody has to call emergency. I don’t have a phone at hand. My neighbor goes dancing on a stage while her mother waits for help somewhere else. There’s a festival show taking place on the second floor of the house surrounding the park which now is on its yard. The dreamscape then fuses into my grandparents house where there’s much more activity than usual/…

…/I’m going with somebody to a known place, she turns into S. There’s a couple of buildings joined with a bridge around. It’s recent dreamscape. I notice I’m not wearing any jacket. I see a jacket hanging inside a room. It looks like a Kindergarten dressing room when we get in. I turn to see we have nothing to do there. We better go now but trying not to be noticed by the parents who are playing with their kids in the front yard of the place. One of them throws a black plane with a gadget. They follow its flight. I turn to see it looks like a raven figure. It gets stuck on the roof, they laugh because it looked like the bird landed by itself/…

…/There's somebody saying that the police is searching random houses by tricking the people somehow to catch drug dealers. They notice because of a mark left on their lips by the use of a pipe/…

…/It’s an apparent that mixes with one of my childhood classrooms. It’s white. I’m not sure who owns this place, possibly S. N went out to meet her friends. I go to the corridor to do something. When I turn to get in again I see a piece of paper on the upper left corner. It looks like it was part of a bigger picture and was left behind by the former owner. It depicts a an Asian dragon similar to some I drew long ago for a design project. I want to take a picture to compare with mine. I turn to look for my phone and turn on the camera app. Then I cannot find the piece of paper. It takes a while to find it again. There’s a second corner of a picture but less visible/…

Night 7 -12.01-

…/We are with S on my dad’s bed. It’s a mixture of places again. We see some small insects popping out of her blankets. I slap the first one out with my finger. The second one jumps on my voice recorder when I put it close. Then I bring it to the window. A centipede now comes out of the mattress. It’s disgusting and she wants it out of here. I thought she was going to start a show but she didn’t/…

…/I see a reel of a beauty contest. The winner is carrying a white dress and turns to receive the price. She has a huge red spot on her butts, it’s an embarrassing situation/…

…/I see something I did on a list on paper. Has something to do with music and some explanations. I don get to see what I’m trying to show with the arrow I drew to the right side of the list. I’m trying to figure out what I wanted to say. There are some Chinese characters somewhere. I’m at work. The list has YouTube links on it and I can see a short clip telling in documentary mode saying something and that the guitar player didn’t mind, then again something about the bass player and that he didn’t mind neither while the video shows a very raw zoom in and out of their instruments. I hear a techno song fragment singing “I wanna be an Angel”/…

Night 8 -13.01-

…/it’s sort of big auto repair shop. There’s a lot of junk. The place is dirty with low illumination. Some corners are very dark. There’re different levels of the junk/…

…/again my grandparents house. Something about some lists and Google maps is not showing the actual position but you may use a reference to locate it/…

…/I’m shopping somewhere when I turn to see a big wall of peanut packages. There’s somebody saying we can have them for breakfast. I think they’re a snack for cheat talk or something like that. I see the cutlery must be organized, it’s random set on the box/…

…/some family recent stuff waiting to be done and more stress of work/…

I lost many of the fragments dictating them on the back of my mind with the voice recorder on pause…

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I had woke up from some other dream I forgot, I was trying to get back to sleep for what felt like 30 minutes. I eventually found a comfortable position on my back. I was relaxed until I felt nervous for some reason.[/COLOR] I didn't try very hard to move, but I new I couldn't. For some reason I thought it must be an alien's fault. I then felt a prick in my breast, like there was a needle in it. I tried best to make my breathing look like I was asleep but I was probably failing miserably. I then remembered that sometimes people move in their sleep, so I rolled on the side it hadn't pricked yet. It managed to get the needle in my other breast, so I decided to open my eyes just a crack to see what it was doing, a black hand moved the syringe to my 4th breast and the needle went in. It filled up with a white liquid I assumed was milk. I shut my eyes for a few seconds, and I no longer felt the presence. I opened my eyes and sat up. There was a dishwasher like door in my wall, so I opened it. There was a plate with my milk, and a cow made of milk foam, morbid curiosity got the better of me, and I dipped my finger in the milk and licked it. It was like cow milk but creamier with more chunks. I puled the plate out and took a mouthful of foam. It tasted like when you an armpit, but somehow good.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I'm sorry if you read that,
anyways, I did a medium meditation before bed -1
It's a bit early in the day so ill write my rc score later - 2
remembered a full nld - 1
total- 4
comp total- 8 [/COLOR]

I was doing laundry when I heard something coming from down the hall, I tried to pull the door shut, but it was too late, whatever was on the other side pushed it open. I stared at the doorway, terrified as the door slowly swung open. In the hall was a bucket, colored in Lowe's signature blue. I was pretty relived at first, but I remembered some old guy telling me that if I ever come across a bucket like that, it can't kill me unless I can't see it. I then set the bucket down so it'd always be in my peripherals. I pulled some dirty laundry out of the basket and put it in the machine. Not even one load and I was already sick of the anxiety of having to keep the bucket in my sight, so I started thinking that maybe I could make the bucket go after someone else. I grabbed it, and took it into the back yard where my father sat in his truck. He was the closest person but I really didn't want him to die, and then I realize that even if the bucket kills him it's just going to go after me again. I walked back to the door, and started absentmindedly ripping the bucket apart as if it was made of paper. I sat on the porch and my spirits fell as the pieces tumbled back and used to the piece I was still holding onto. I then walked to the tool shed, it has a few flights of stairs going into a basement, so I got an idea. I threw the bucket, and while it rolled down the stairs I slammed the door shut and locked it. I was going to begin celebrating.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I rolled over and went back to sleep.[/COLOR],

I was in a room which was best described as the inside of lord Jabu Jabu. I walked past a counter with a few hand sized beetles, and I walked up a slope, and I saw a button. I walked on it, and I suddenly turned purple and saw a HP bar rapidly draining, so I ran to the beetles. I talked to some beetles who were useless, until I saw some golden beetle who said he could cure me. I then get a view of myself in a dentist like chair with deep scratches down my face, and a second later I'm back on my feet with only a few scars. I start walking away.

[COLOR="#EE82EE"]Did a couple good rcs today - 1
remember 2 full nlds - 2
3 dj comments- 1
total- 4 [/COLOR]

I've decided to pare back some of my loftier goals. The idea here is to get a better understanding of my dreamworld and practice stability techniques.

Goals:

1. Observe your hands. Record how they change in detail. Number of fingers? Distortion? Do they stay the same over multiple look-backs? ✓
2. Narrate what you are doing in the dream outloud.
3. Go with the flow. Let the dream happen with as little modification as possible. Look out for your common dreamsigns and note them as they appear.
4. Directly observe text changing. Will it into something specific. Practice this in-dream the same way you do it in waking life.
5. Maintain awareness through traversal of any kind. How does your brain bring you from one set to the next?

Acronym: HNFTT (Hands, Narrate, Flow, Text, Traversal)

Note: I've stumbled upon some info suggesting that the WBTB technique, as described here, might not be the most scientifically solid approach to lucid dreaming. So going forward, I'm thinking of using Stephen Laberge's suggestion of morning naps. I'll finish up the current test sequence as planned and tweak things for the next one.

Current Test <6hr/20m/None>
Test Process:
3 nights in a row: Re-establish sleep rhythm. Go to bed at 11PM and wake at 7AM.
2 nights in a row: WBTB. Go to bed at 11PM. Wake at 5AM (6hrs). No supplements. Stay awake for 20m. Return to bed.
Repeat until four WBTBs are attempted.

Test Data:
#1: Weak Lucid (The Vanishing Plant, Night of Friday 10/6/23) <-- note that sleep schedule was not 11PM/5AM WBTB at this point, but counting it because 6hr/20m was still used.
#2: Attempted WBTB, No Recall (Night of Thursday 10/26/23) <-- isn't reflected in DJ because I had zero recall before or after WBTB.
#3: Attempted WBTB, No Recall (Night of Friday 10/27/23)
#4: TBD.

Test Results:
It's starting to look like 20m without Galantamine is not enough time awake to encourage lucidity for me. I will continue and get 4th data point (maybe a 5th to account for #1's weirdness), but already planning to try 30m plus Galantamine for the next test set, and then 30m without Galantamine after that.

Previous Configurations & Results
<6hr/10m/8mg (Galantamine)>
#1: Moderate lucid (Seeking The Elusive Fantasy Forest™, Night of Friday 9/8/23)
#2: Weak lucid (False Awakening and Fade, Night of Saturday 9/9/23)
#3: Weak lucid (False Awakening, Night of Wednesday 9/13/23)
#4: Moderate lucid (Silverlight Way, Night of Thursday 9/14/23)
It's 50/50. Some great lucids here, but still not the level I'm looking for.

Let's start with... Jamie Dreams! There have been a few.

1st: Vague dream where we might have been kissing or something.
2nd dream: I wasn't lucid but understood the dream world so to speak. I was sitting in a living room with people. My dead cousin Kiah since 2021, popped up and was like, "hey, hello..." etc. And I asked her, "Can you do something for me? I need you to check someone name Jamie for me. She was supposed to show today but I can't find her." I specifically remember saying to Kiah to, "Just go through my memories, You'll find her." Kiah pulled a curtain made of nothing out of nowhere and wrapped herself in it making her disappear.
Dream skips to where Kiah comes back and says that she had seen Jamie bragging someone that she had a "dream of only," boyfriend. (referring to me, also hinting that Jamie doesn't actually plan to talk to me in person ever. Which is pretty bad in my view, how about I just don't post dreams anymore about this subject. Me, I want a future without this insanity. I'm pretty sure Jamie can find loads of simps to stroke her ego because they think they have a chance. I'm not one of them. seriously.)

I ask Kiah to show me. We teleport to some weird wannabe Harry Potter dream world. There's an english school. We go in. I'm in a role I think I've played before in this scenario. I'm in a teachers or principals office. 2 people are talking about a conspiracy or something. I just lose interest as Jamie's not around.

This morning: Jamie at a funeral being sad, Second funeral dream about Jamie hm...

Too many other dreams to really write down. Scariest one being I kept going into an elevator that would take me to a dark hallway where people were sleeping. A vampire would come by and kill them. not in the typical vampire way... In a way that's impossible do describe, you'd only have to dream it. (Raven if you still read these, try dream viewing this one. might be an exciting dream supernatural scenario that you're recently fond of) The guy would like teleport inside their skin and/or behind them, causing them to choke to death on a most horrific way. The guy seemed unaware of me. I saw this happen a couple times. I was also semi lucid at times.

Driving dreams... almost crashing a LOT. Driving up and down impossible hills.

One dream I had a really angry roommate or something. Walk on eggshells kind of guy.