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Tortuous night of not being able to fall asleep after an early (3.5 - 5 hr?) waking.
Got up moved to other room sat quietly. Slowly got a bit more sleepy. Back to bed. Relaxed and comfortable, but can't make the transition to sleep, remain in a light sleep or very relaxed awake phase. Every time the transition to deeper sleep approaches I can't make it over to the other side. This happens repeatedly for probably 1.5 - 2 hours. At one point get a (REM atonia probably) all-body buzz. Get some weak images that I interact with a bit but don't solidify. Then the following happens...

+ [WILD entry?] tumbling / sliding down a rectangular staircase [DS], thinking "this is an innovative dream entry method," and thought it was quite fun at that!

+ table with food colleagues after party: first cheese, then chips, then, (sushi?) fish, then see container with noodle dish and grab that

+ JH (president company "N") has a skin condition, the doctor is lifting large scales of skin off of JH's hands and forearms, while JH is talking to himself wondering if he can get $860 million for his home. I think it's ridiculous for him to be worrying about that, he's rich enough already.

+ Approach outside-of-city home. I see the green fence has been tampered with and some parts moved aside. I think this means thieves have entered. With this thought I see more evidence of fence tampering. Look into house, see computer devices inside, try to see if anything's missing. Old printer, what's that doing there? Looks like stuff's been stolen, perhaps including my laptop. I'm stumbling through the backyard wallowing in emotions about how horrible this is. Unless.... <RC: nose pinch>... AH! This is a dream!

(Try to remember TOTS tasks, can't remember anything but elevator and I don't want to try that one again before the others)

(Many "adult" interactions....goes on for quite a while)

Toy on the table, ask the "owner" to do some DC magic and summon what I want. He doesn't. I imagine touching a part of a small object farther back on the desk will work. It doesn't. I then turn and walk back into the room searching for what I want.

Young, elegant, beautiful woman in 18th century dress. She's a bit reluctant, says ("I have a flight to catch" (?) ... "we had that time on the mountainside.." (like, that was it, we're finished). I dare her to get frisky with me right here on the table in front of everyone in the room. This gets her interested, things get going, and ...


... fade to awake. Stunning LD. Super vivid, stable, clear, long, immersive. Definitely top 10 of all time, and a candidate for best ever!

WILD. Vibrations. Suddenly, I feel like I am standing, I reach with my hand and can feel a wall with wallpaper to my left and a carpet under my feet. No vision yet.
I follow the wall with my hand and take a few steps. I want to open my eyes, but it feels risky. Instead, I stabilize my dream body - I touch my face and proceed downwards. I begin to see. I inspect my body and legs under my nightie - everything looks realistic.

I decide to try the TOTM task - have fun with your clone. My plan for this is to use a mirror to clone myself, pulling my image towards me. And maybe repeat it a few times.

I walk around the room and look at the bed. My body and R's are there. There's a wardrobe next to it where a large mirror should be. I think to myself, there should be a mirror here, and when I look again, it's there.
My reflection looks slightly different than me but nice.
"Hi," I tell her. "Give me your hand."
She stops mimicking me and takes on a life of her own (good!), but there's still a glass wall between us. I reach out to take her hand, but the mirror is solid. I remind myself that the mirror doesn't exist and try to use more force, but the glass doesn't let me do it.
Then there's a big TV next to it, which I can stick my hand in without any problem. The stuff inside feels slightly wet and foggy.
The mirror also changes size and position whenever I turn around.
R, meanwhile, has woken up. I talk to him for a while and ask if he knows how to get my other me out of the other side of the mirror. He offers no advice.
I decide to kiss the other me. For the first second or two, I feel cold glass, but then I feel soft and warm lips. I make it into a long kiss with my eyes closed, as a silent goodbye.

I leave the room and want to go to the workshop to give the chance to the ring task. Is it even possible to do two tasks in one dream? I don't know, but I don't care, and the cloning didn't go as planned anyway.

I walk through a couple of rooms that aren't in my house IRL. The last room has an industrial feel, with rough walls, a series of steps to a lower level, and a tiled floor. The door to the workshop isn't where I expect it to be, which confuses me for a moment, but then I see a door a little further to the right - it's glass, sliding, with a motion sensor. When I walk up to it, it opens.
The workshop is a lot bigger than IRL, but a little darker. There are three benches, one with semi-finished jewellery on it.
I look for some material suitable for a ring. On one of the benches is a large piece of gold, more bar than wire, high karat (18k or even 22k). It looks too thick for a ring, but I take a closer look. It's at least 10mm thick, definitely too thick for a ring.
While I'm thinking I wouldn't even be able to bend it, I wake up.


Notes:
- While being completely invested in getting my reflection from the mirror, I completely missed that there was another me in the room that could be used as my clone - my body in my bed! I have to try to "wake up" my "real body" one day!
- That chunk of gold would be worth something around $50,000. I certainly wouldn't mind finding something like that IRL

comment dream lucid

Failed WILD (light vibrations, I thought that nothing happened but I was probably dreaming about being in bed at that point or very shortly after).

I'm in bed. I get up and walk out of the room through a hallway. Something feels off. The movement - it's slightly slower and smoother. Am I dreaming? I raise my hand to do a nose plug RC but don't even finish it, the movement has a definite weird feel. I step into the room across from the bedroom where I slept and immediately know it isn't supposed to be there.
The room looks like a combination of my childhood bedroom and the bedroom in my in-laws' apartment.
What was I going to do? Trumps! And something else, but I can remember that later.

Trumps come from the Amber book series by Roger Zelazny. In the books, they are tarot cards used for communicating with the person in the picture and also for teleporting.
I've always loved Amber and came across the idea of using Trumps in one of FryingMan's posts. If I can get them into my dreams, it would be a neat tool for summoning DCs and for teleporting.

I try to get the cards out of my pocket. But I don't seem to have any easily accessible pockets. I remember the sweatpants that I wear IRL now - they have zippered pockets. I feel the zipper and unzip it. From inside, I pull out an old tissue.
I face a desk. There's a black phone on it, and music is playing. It's something modern, pop/techno/dance, mostly beats, I don't like it, but it's an original song and that's what gets my attention. I pick up the phone and say, "Play some rock." The music stops, but nothing new starts. "Classic rock," I specify. Nothing.
I leave the phone alone and return to the contents of my pockets. More pieces of tissue. A small piece of lined paper, as if cut from my DJ, but blank. Nothing more.
A DC enters the room. He wants to know what I'm doing with the phone. I pick it up again and say, "Play something." Now it works - the phone starts playing something techno-like again.
The DC walks to the other end of the room, where he joins another DC who was already there. I wonder what to do next. TOTM! I look around the room - the other DC is now just a little closer. I walk up to him and ask "What part of my subconscious do you represent?"
He looks at me in great surprise. "I don't know," he says, throwing up his hands. He turns to the other DC, but then turns back to me and says "Mrzoprs" with effort. I'm not sure I've understood correctly. "What?" "Mrzoprs," he repeats.

"Mrzoprs" is a nonsense word, but if I assume Czech etymology, it could be loosely translated as "regretboob" or "grumpyboob".

OK, enough. I have more goals to do.
I go out into a big atrium. My next goal needs me to fly. But my lucidity and concentration have dropped significantly and I'm having trouble getting airborne, as well as problems with my clothes getting in the way.
Then I get distracted by a friend who finds my attempts amusing.
Nothing else interesting happens.

Created Friday 20 August 2021

Got an LD and some fragments today.

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Various dreams about being at work. There was a terribly long backlog of th

False lucid dream (I "knew" it was a dream state, but lacked true awareness). I launched myself into outer space. I cruise through a few solar systems. I also fly into a nebula, where my view was obstructed by space dust.

Dream 1 - August/September TOTM 2021 Advanced Task I

The visuals were a bit dim. I was in the backseat of a van on the road. My younger brother was driving, while mom, my niece, and someone else were in the passenger's seats. Heavy rain obscured the roads cutting through suburban shopping centers around us.

Feeling tired, I lay down to take a nap. I notice some "hypnagogic sensations", including sounds similar to wind and chimes. I concentrate for a WILD attempt, only to get interrupted by my niece whining about something. Burying my head in the seat, I make another go. Once again, more interruptions, this time through my younger brother blasting the stereo with music (pretty sure it was Sonic Adventure music). Groaning, I seat myself up, and forgo further attempts.

I look out at the rain, disappointed. That when I start noticing how peculiarly groggy I'm feeling. I think this over, but couldn't justify how that's such. This brings me very close to awareness. I open the nearest door. The pavement below scrolled by rapidly. Seeing as much made me hesitant to exit. I take a deep breath, tell myself this was most likely an illusion, and take the plunge. It was a bumpy landing, but I notice I was somehow able to keep up with a moving van. Proof enough I was indeed dreaming.

Satisfied, I wave the others away, and launch myself to the storm clouds. Things deteriorate into a grey void. I quickly think of a task. The superhero task was first in mind, though I sensed I probably didn't have time to try that. So, I instead try one of the TOTM's.

"All right, dream", I call out. "Show me the greatest musical experience!"

A few seconds later, I notice jazzy music sounding in the distance. As it becomes clearer, I identify it as a song from Cuphead. Pretty good, for sure, though I was looking for something unheard of. Several more Cuphead tracks played, much to my disappointment.

I almost give up, when finally, I hear an unfamiliar piece. This starts with a horn duet playing a tense, dissonant tune. It was an amateurish performance at best, neither tempo nor pitch remaining steady for significant lengths of time. But then, an entire big band ensemble accompanied the song. In contrast to the horn duet, the rest of the band were real pros. Such a juxtaposition only added to the tension. A really curious, thought-provoking piece, indeed.

At that moment, I found myself walking through a vast sound studio. I could see the band, each standing/seated behind a mic set, playing their respective instruments. The two horn players were in the center, while the other instrumentalists surrounded them in a box formation. Everyone there were dressed in expensive suits.

About a minute later, the song goes into a percussion solo. The drummers played a low, quick beat on their cymbals. There were occasional crescendo's, though it was never played loudly. Following that was a bass solo. Oddly, the "bass" was actually a viola. The player, a middle-aged light skinned woman, plucked the instrument with great disinterest as it stood on its own chair. The song seemed to end there. But, the silence breaks with a sudden, blaring crash. With the song over, the musicians celebrate with cheers, hoots, whistles, and handshakes all round.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

comment non-lucid (shortened) lucid

I was sitting at a table with a guy I liked and I asked him something (in Czech). I realized that I was in an international group and that he wouldn't understand me, but that if it was a dream he would understand me. He asks me some follow-up question, which makes it unclear if he didn't understand or misheard. I answer it in English. He answers in Slovak, which satisfies me - it makes sense that he understood my Czech. I continue talking to him in a mix of Czech and English.

I used to have some language-induced LDs. These days, similar situations usually end as only semi-lucid (I know that people in my dreams understand everything). This was almost there…

In another dream, I'm running errands in Prague, walking down a street in the centre, I want to catch a tram. I think about the previous dream - I set an intention for the next night so I don't make the same mistake again. Anyway, it's a pity that I haven't managed to fall asleep again after that dream, otherwise, I would have had a good chance...
...How do I know this isn't a dream? It doesn't seem likely to me that it is. But thinking about it, I don't really have any reason to be here... RC confirms. Nice.

I'm in the mood for a different experience today than yesterday. I recall Sageous's thread and the memory exercise. I know I'm not in Prague, and I know I'm sleeping. I recall my birth year. Then the exact date of birth. Easy. Highly lucid, I think, ready for anything (not as much as I thought at the time, but it wasn't bad).
Goals? TotY, TotM, and teleportation training. I tell myself that TotM - asking a DC which part of my subconscious they represent - is easy and a good place to start.

I turn the corner and approach a woman. I excuse myself and ask her, "Which part of my subconscious do you represent?"
She looks confused and scared and doesn't know what to answer. She tries to talk her way out of it, so I let her go.

The city around here isn't much like Prague anymore. It has a vibe somewhere between the multicultural neighborhoods of Western European cities and third-world countries. There are more women around with headscarves. I don't want to ask them in case I scare them. I also notice there are a lot fewer people around than there were at the beginning. I want to go back to the center.

I tell myself that an experienced LDer would fly, but I still can't fly. Just taking off probably won't work, it's never worked for me. I decide to try high jumping.
1st jump - I jump higher than I would in reality and the man who passes me looks at me in surprise.
I bounce again, and I'm even higher, about 2-3m, which still isn't enough, but gravity already has a weird feel.
I bounce once more, this time bending my legs a lot to bounce, and gravity is already completely broken, like it was in the Defying Gravity dream. I do a half backflip and float in the middle of nothingness, seeing only solid grey above me. As I realize there's no reason for me to land backwards on my hands, I flip forward again and the street reappears in my field of vision. I use swimming motions to orient myself and dive into the air in front of me. I'm flying!
Occasionally, I'll add a swimming stroke, but my clothes restrict my full range of motion. I'm losing altitude a little, but very slowly. I started at roughly streetlamp level and flew about 200m before I landed on the ground again. Cool!

I want to give the TotM a second try. There's a small market in a side alley. I approach a group of people, same question as before. They look confused and I notice they're really young, young teenagers. So I explain it to them in more detail.
"There's a theory," I say, "that all the people in the dreamworld, except for me..." a girl interrupts me: "Why except you?", but someone shushes her.
"All the people in the dreamworld, except me," I repeat, and continue, "represent a tiny part of my subconscious. And I have an assignment that my mother gave me" (this seems like an ok lie) "to ask some people what part of my subconscious they represent. So what part do you represent?"
The children seem attentive and understanding. One boy starts to say something but stops after two words and it doesn't make sense. Someone says they don't know. Someone else says something evasive. So I thank them and say ok. It doesn't get any better than that. Done.

Teleportation. There are lots of doors and lots of walls around, lots of opportunities for different techniques. There's even a box that has doors on 4 sides! But I want to go somewhere farther.
My lucidity has gone downhill from here. I want to fly more, but I'm carrying strange silver plates. I want to tie them to my waist with a towel so I can fly, and a woman is helping me, but it's not really holding. Then I think about leaving them in this locked chest I have with me, but I find it's full of silver coins with wolf images on them.
A merchant shows up and offers to trade me silver for gold so I can have a smaller volume of stuff. He's got these dodgy coins, pale greenish-yellow, don't look like high purity. He wants to know if my Witcher coins are genuine, and he wants me to prove myself to him with a Witcher pen. I remember that I lost the pen in the previous dream. The deal is off.
I wake up.

Created Friday 30 July 2021

I should really post here more often... Anyway, I have just enough time to post my dreams from yesterday.

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At home during night time. I go upstairs, and find an old computer with a CRT screen activated in the hallway. My cousin, Finn, was using it. He was playing Fire Emblem, his favorite game. But, on closer look, it was the untranslated version Monsho no Nazo ( a title I'm quite sure he never played before). He mentioned his mages having terrible physical attack stats and weapons, which caused him to miss a staff that would've been dropped by an enemy armored knight. Again, several more things that made me raise my eyebrow.

Vaguely recall flying from parking to parking lot. I was frantically looking for something, but I can't say what.

Barely remember flying under the bridge of a Roman aqueduct.

Walking around an unknown kitchen, square white granite counter standing in the center, isolated from cupboard-lined walls in the distance. Beyond that was total darkness. I get aware. I shrink myself, and jump on the counter. Soon, a figure steps in, a thin, auburn haired woman in her thirties dressed in a leaf-patterned faded blue gown. She was perturbed to see a tiny person on her furniture, and walks away muttering to herself.


Dream 1 - Lighting the Floor Task

Various unknown scenes before this point, during which I'd gained awareness. The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in an unknown house, the floor large white tiles, and all the furniture upholstered with brown and black patterns. I myself wore jeans, a white tee shirt, and similarly colored sneakers

Basic Task i came to mind. To set the mood, I begin sounding Billie Jean, to which I began strutting dramatically. As expected, the surrounding space dims, while the floor tiles lit up wherever I stepped. However, unlike the music video, these illuminated into electric-themed patterns, from lighting bolts, to sparks, and arrays of electric waves. After a few steps. the light show haphazardly stopped. I looped the song back, and repeated this process. But with each instance, I could only take fewer and fewer steps, and eventually, the lights stopped appearing. A bit disappointing, but oh well. Task complete.

Don't recall how this ended. I wake up a minute later.


Dream 2 - Cloud Contact

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the lobby of an office building, supposedly a new workplace of mine. A fake palm tree stood near the receptionist's desk. Omar was nearby, while a bunch of young adults were walking around hurriedly in the area.

Soon, one of my current bosses, Lambert, dressed in his usual business casual wear, walks by. He approaches and fiddles with some radio controls. Just then, fire alarms begin to sound. People grumble something about a fire drill, though I sensed this was something more serious.

And so, a large group of us go down a long hallway towards a back exit. Yet, the people ahead of me hesitate to step out when they notice large storm clouds outside. On closer look, the clouds were very, very low to the sky, a phenomenon I point out to Omar. Just then, a section of nimbus dives at floor level, and seeps into door. More peculiarly, the vapors stop just inches away from the startled onlookers. Curious, I reach out to feel the cloud. It was frigid, damp, but also tingly. Jonathan warned against keeping my hand there, lest I get shocked by static electricity. Another person blurted out the cloud was sapient. I wondered the possibility...

Don't recall how this ended.

Dream 3 - Dragon Ball - Battle and Chase

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the Dragon Ball world, flying high in the yellow-clouds. Already aware by this point.

From the start, I was fighting with the supposed latest villain, a gaunt old man dressed in a toga, his skin rust red and mustache grey and ridiculously bushy. He was wary to take me on head-to head. I had to chase him around in the skies, firing a volley of golden energy blasts his way. One hit true, and sent him crashing into an array of spectacularly tall pillars.

While he recovered, I charged at him, only to get clocked upside my head. The villain pummels me, then tosses me to the depths. He follows me down elbow-first.

However, I quickly regain composure, and, with a flick of my wrist, shoot a surprise energy shot. The mustachioed villain fails to dodge. In that instant, he's blown to pieces.

The dream collapses shortly after.

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Another DB related dream. A bunch of previous villains were giant sized, and chasing around other smaller villains and heroes alike. Semi-aware, I blow up the entire dream out of displeasure.

Dream 4 - Vast Cruel Destroyer

Dreamlet to dream, from which I retain awareness. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was floating over the streets of a suburban area, clear blue sky above.

Soon, I stumble upon a frighteningly vast nude figure reclining on the streets: a thin woman, hair long and light brown, and most poignantly , spanning many city blocks in length. The giantess casually stamped her fingers on helpless people beneath her, merely to stave off boredom. Ambivalence left me motionless for some time. But eventually, I could endure this cruelty no longer.

"Uh uh. Not in this dream!", I exclaimed to myself.

Flying high into the blue, I then shoot an energy dart at the evil giant woman to get her attention, striking her lower spine. But, I only succeed in pinching her. The giantess, grumbling, gazes down at other figures beneath her, whom she blamed for her discomfort. Unfortunately, they were promptly squished under her thumb. Whoops. No time to mess 'round, I guess. From my finger, I fired a dark red laser, honed down to the size of a pin. The beam pierces her foot, blood immediately spraying from the talus and sole. With a great shriek, the colossal woman faints from shock.

Things get hazy. I lost lucidity. The dream loops several times, during which I had no involvement. I wake up about a minute later.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

In the countryside, there is a lake and I am staying there with some friends. One of them is apparently developing feelings for me and because I am not interested, I decide to keep my distance from him. Literally, when he is on one side of the lake, I am at the opposite, and every time he tries to reach me, I move away. Our other friend comes to tell me he thinks our friend is depressed and he believes it is because of the recent racism escalation so he wants to throw him some lunch party or something and I find it a bad idea because his problem with him is uncorresponded love, but I tell him to go ahead, just don't count on me.

Then I am in the mountains. At a wooden cabin. I hear gunshots, probably hunters, which I detest. I go check on my dogs who are outside within a fence, but hunters sometimes don't care, they shoot anything that moves, so I fear for their safety. I see a couple Buddhist nuns passing by, and ask them if they've seen hunters around. They say they heard the shots and are saying prayers towards the animals at risk. Then some larger group passes right in front of my gate. The main figure is a Buddhist Lama and he comes surrounded by many monks, one of them by his side carrying a golden metal piece I can't identify. When passing in front of my lawn, the Lama grabs the piece quickly and drops it heavily at our entrance and apparently that means something important. They all come onto the lawn and sit around the Lama who is facing the golden object doing prayers. Then he makes some unintelligible prediction about a baby. Riverstone, whom I haven't noticed before was there, claims to hear something like a baby crying behind a wooden wall on our backs. It's supposed to be a hollow space for storage under a staircase or something, which has a door on the back that I know is locked with several locks. He is kinda out of his mind so he rips a board from the wall, not even letting me say there is a door. Inside this space is an altar covered in brocades and inside some covers is a baby girl that he picks up in awe and shock and brings to the Lama. Everybody is thinking of miracles but I know there is a door at the back of this pillar and ask Fernando S., who is also there, to check if the door is unlocked. He quietly confirms that it is unlocked. I get a bit pissed about the whole show, I don't understand the need for faking this whole shenanigan and I go outside the fence to the beginning of the hill descent. It's dark but I can see there are many other cabins and lots of activity going on, fires and prayers. It totally looks one of those Tibetan Buddhist settlements in the mountains, around monasteries and I think of my guru.

Literally I am telling the previous dream to Riverstone. I get to the part of the monks sitting at the garden. And he is so excited to hear it, just as he was in the original dream to live it. He is grasping for a meaning and I can tell he will be disappointed in the end. Anyway, I didn't reach the end of the story.


I am sleeping at some kind of attic at some family gathering. My dad, my deceased uncle Fermando and his wife are in that same house but they wanna leave, so my dad comes to wake me up to join him in offer them a gift before they go. I was pretending to be sleeping, cause I didn't want to be involved, but I notice them coming to check on me, so before they see me, I sneak out of bed and hide between an opened closet and remember I had more interesting things to do.
I get lucid and teleport myself to outside. Remember to do the TOTM but cant do the ceiling fan thing because I am outside now, so I go for the surf thing. I visualize the ocean just over the end of a hill nearby and I start hearing the water. I go there and half way walking on grass, the ground beneath me disappears and I fall from the sky into the ocean. Amidst the waves, I try to visualize a surf board but it does not work. I kinda feel it but I do not see it, so I catch a wave in an invisible board. Then i see some kids surfing. One of them fall from his board and I "borrow" it. They are pissed about it, but I tell them it's just to catch one wave and I'll give it back. But the waves are really flat. I catch two, but have difficulty in taking any pleasure in the experience. Feels more like sliding over flat water, than actually surfing, as the waves are so small. The last wave pushes me into what seems a small cave but then it is a room.
The dream shifts and now I am with kids in a room and they are waiting for the educator to come back. They say she'll put me in detention for making a mess. Indeed I am all wet and spread mud and water all over the pillows I am supposed to be sitting on. But when she comes in and before she manages to say anything, I sneak out and think I wanna surf more, but I am in the countryside again. I visualize an ocean bay and I head there. I am on top of a cliff where people watch beach goers down below. I then see Fernanda in a modelling gig shooting pics at the other side of this cliff, where there is some kind of canyon or canal and other people leaning over a rail, watching it. I ignore, because my goal is to surf again, so I turn again to the bay but it is gone and now in its place is a walk-in water fountain in a park with kids playing. Damn. I walk a few more steps towards the end of this park and someone calls my name excited. It's a friend of a friend (who actually does not exist in RL). I come back to say hi and she is very unpleasant, asking what I am doing here as I should be with my family or something. Then she has another friend with her, whom I never met, and she insults me too, saying maybe I am fooling around with some guy as I did with that guy in Italy while my boyfriend was at home. I did not do anything like that in RL, but in the dream I felt like I did, so I ask why this bitch knows about this and how many more friends of friends know. But then I say it doesn't matter because I don't know them anyway and I couldn't care less. I turn around to leave and they also leave still laughing and insulting me. I just go back two steps to tell the lady that I actually thought she was a nice person except for the part where she is a fucking cunt. They went down some stairs and when I look around I am inside some house again, seems like a clinic. There are rooms with patients and rooms with professionals apparently receiving training. I feel I am intruding but the patients gathering at some leisure room are very welcoming. Then I realize they all have back problems and are there for some physical therapy. I see something in the walls that catches my attention: intricate living landscapes. Each frame has divisions with small landscapes like lakes, ponds, ocean. You can see tiny rocks in it, mosses, algae, all real but in tiny size and most incredibly they are all covered in water that stays vertically in the divisions without anything holding it. Also, we are encouraged to touch it and make waves, make the water muddy, etc. Then I recall again my objective and I am considering choosing an ocean landscape to jump into it, but I wake up.

Created Monday 08 March 2021

Got a nice DILD and a WILD combo today.

Spoiler for 1.2k+ words:

Dream 1 - Fire Battler Hunt

Various forgotten scenes before this point. The visuals were mostly clear.I was walking through a hallway in what appeared to be an office building, both lighting and constructions warm in color. Arabia's theme from Civilization VI was sounding in the background, and continues for most of this experience. By this point, I acknowledged the dream being as such. And yet, I lacked the presence to have true awareness.

Through this false lucidity, I pursue TOTMs. I hurry through an elevator hall in search of a ceiling fan. Suddenly, powerful winds sends me spinning in the air. Before I knew it, I'm thrown down an exposed elevator shaft.

Coming to, I find myself descending slowly outdoors. I fall into a wide plains of uneven grass, a starless night sky in the horizon. Almost immediately, I'm alerted to a commotion 30 meters away from me. Hiding behind a few boulders and tall grass, I observe closer. It seemed two figures were locked in battle. One fighter was a shaved, athletically built middle aged man dressed in a tanktop and cargo pants. The other combatant was living fire in the shape of a faceless female, a jagged trail of orange flames for hair, and hips unequivocally wide.

Much of the bout was choreographed as if from a fighting game. For instance, the fighters would get stunned when hit, a combo meter appeared during consecutive hits, and attacks could juggle a pugilist, among other elements. In the final sequence, the flame woman performed a super move, which started as a flurry of attacks (including air juggles). Later, she grew about 1.5x her size, after which she jumped up, then dove down in a senton drop. She repeated this again and again, dropping from a higher distance each time. Bad news for her opponent...

At this moment, I recalled having fallen asleep a moment ago. This helped me gain true awareness. I think of tasks to do. The ceiling fan one seemed out of the question. Yet, I couldn't recall any others. So, I conjured a list to jog my memory. On it was printed a supposed advanced task that read as follows: "Perform a stealth kill on a monster with only a single shot." Well, seemed legit.

With a flick of my wrist, I conjured a semi-auto hunting rifle w/scope. Next, I took aim at the flame woman (which I supposed qualified as a monster). Tracking her was quite difficult, given that she was still bouncing off her opponent. Didn't help that the scope was magnified excessively. Taking a deep breath, I slowed things down to "bullet-time". Carefully, steadily, I lined my sights right at the side of her head...

Just then, I felt myself in bed. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Dream 2 - Whirlwind Fan and Clay Pot Statuette

Scene 1 - March 2021 Basic Task i
The visuals were dim. WILD transition in bed. A Feel Deep Inside by T-Square was sounding in the background.

Noticed I had trouble moving. Choosing to remain in state, I turned to the ceiling fan as per the TOTM. As expected, it was already in motion. It steadily spun faster. Interestingly, it even achieving the stroboscopic effect. Anyway, the blades continued rotating, even after they'd been forcefully dislocated from their mechanisms. In time, violent winds were blowing across the room. With that, stray objects were vacuumed all around this space, myself included. As I was flung about, I could spot the funnel of a whirlwind surrounding me. Nice. Task done.

Just then, a voice distracts me. I lose awareness. Warp.

Scene 2 - March 2021 Advance Task ii
Similar visuals. FA in bed

In my sleepy daze, I overheard my niece crying nearby, frightened about being alone. I mutter to myself, cursing. I also overheard my brother complaining. Guessed my niece was dropped off without notice. This all seemed somewhat dubious, but only just.

I seated myself up, only to start whizzing uncontrollably. This felt... disturbingly realistic. The embarrassment almost overwhelmed me. But, as I got out of bed, I noted how unnaturally woozy I felt. This instantly alerted me to the dream state.

Brushing myself off, I hurry into the kitchen. The other two follow suit for no other reason than to try to distract me with dream babble. Pointless, as my mind was already focused on another TOTM. Anyway, the kitchen looked a lot different: the countertops and cupboards were all of vinyl lined constructions, the fridge was an old, smaller, white colored unit, the sink was larger, there was an extravagant amount of fruits and decoratations.

Among the clutter, I took notice of a clay pot filled with soil. I could work with that. Smashing the entirety of such between my hands, I created a glob of raw orange colored clay. Next, I mold a simple statuette of a thin, featureless humanoid. I seat the figure on the counter, and, through magical hand gestures, try bringing it to life. But instead, the figure vanished before my eyes. I reach over, and pretend it's still there. However, that didn't do anything. Doubt pulls at my nerves. The dream, I feared, would soon fade as well. Unexpectedly, my niece unexpectedly clings on to my neck. By chance, that seemed to help keep stability.

In any case, I had to throw things at the wall at this point. I resorted to shrinking myself (as well as my niece and bro), just to see what would happen. Rapidly, we shrank down to a few centimeters in height, and landed somewhere atop the counter. On closer inspection, we were seated on the lap of a huge figure. It was the statuette, only at our scale, it appeared as a huge statue 30ft. in height! Not only that, but the sculpture took on a more defined form, that of a carving of a woman with long hair, wide lips, and pronounced hips. Overall, her features were seemingly of early modern human origin.

Much to my satisfaction, the statue turns her head towards me. She smiles down, and speaks, addressing me as "master". Wasn't quite sure how to take that. Regardless, I was glad for this win. Another task complete.

As I think of what to do next, the dream becomes unstable. I wake up shortly after.

Created Friday 26 February 2021

Got an LD loop and some fragments to note. There was a lot more to the non-lucid dreams, and also a bunch of other material, but I can't recall any of that now.

Spoiler for A lot of words:

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Somewhere outdoor. I was looking at gameplay of Super Street Fighter 2 from an arcade cabinet. The player was using Cammy. Like Rainbow Edition, the special moves had overpowered and bizarre properties. For Cammy, her back fist made her teleport around the screen.

Walking down a dirt road at night time. I was in a 1900's-era Easter European town. Up ahead in the distance was a tour group of fancily dressed people dressed in appropriate period attire. I trailed behind them incognito. To hide, I changed into a (fairly large) bat. I followed them in the gates of an old manor. Then, I fluttered out into a foggy forest. The dream got unstable. Despite not being aware. I was concerned of it collapsing. Cut. I arrive in the walkways of a mall, a red carpet lining the floor. The aforementioned tour group were somehow there. I was almost spotted, so I went invisible. Later, I go up a spiraling walkway. The path narrowed, small enough that even a small figure like I had to squeeze through. I arrive in a small indoor amusement park. Noticed my niece, and my cousin's daughter, were seated in a mini-rollercoaster. Passing by the ride's loading ramp, I overheard a few women complaining about obnoxious teens causing trouble.

Dream 1 - Ride and Lightning Warp LD

Scene 1 - Big Two Wheels Awareness
The visuals were a bit blurred. Dreamlet to dream, though I lost awareness. I was driving locally in the SUV during a clear day. Mom was in the passenger's seat. I drive from home and head southeast. I was talking to friend via speakers. This must've distracted me, because I drove straight through a red. In any case, I regain awareness, but wasn't quite convinced this was a complete dream.

Just then, the vehicle changes into a hefty motorcycle equipped with huge monster truck wheels. The controls were very sensitive, accelerating the bike at the slightest provocation. A sudden breeze blowing past my face affirmed my dream state.

I weave through heavy traffic near (made up in dream) shopping centers. It's then I noticed someone was clung onto me. But, I sensed it wasn't mom. I turned back, and was surprised to find my guide, E (in her human form) beaming at me. Also, I noted we both were only in bed clothes (I was in boxers and a black tank top, while my guide wore a white sleeping robe). Regardless, I was more than glad to have her company.

"Hey E, can you help me dilate time?", I requested urgently.

My guide leans leans in, resting her head on my shoulder. "Just enjoy the ride." A unexpectedly plain response. But practical. In fact, the words calmed my nerves. Heeding her instructions, I smiled back in silent gratitude.

I accelerated at intense speeds, well over 200mph. In the span of a few seconds, I dodged through several intersections, a few more shopping centers, and two suburban neighborhoods. Soon, I merged into a highway ramp and towards the turnpike. These roads were peculiarly empty. I made it through a toll gate, when the dream suddenly deteriorated. Warp.

Scene 2 - Lightning Warp Mutagen
[COLOR="#40E0D0"]The visuals started quite hazy. FA in bed. I wrestled with muddled thoughts momentarily before I regained my senses.

Just then, I noticed a figure looming nearby. On closer inspection, it was Android 18 from Dragon Ball Z, her cartoony appearance contrasting the rest of the environment. She just stood there, glaring at me. A moment later, she tosses a bright object at the foot of my bed. Just as quickly she arrived, she vanished.

I fetch, then inspect, the item in question. It seemed to be a palm-sized decanter, only, it had a large syringe needle on its head. Gleaming inside the container was a glowing amber-orange liquid. This substance looked a lot like aqua regia, though at the time, I didn't identify it as such. Instead, I figured that it was mutagen, as per the TOTM.

In my excitement, I rush out to the lounge. This haste almost made the dream fade. I took a moment to calm down, bringing with it much better visuals. The lounge was missing most of its furniture, but no matter.

With that settled, I wasted no time injecting the mysterious substance. Just as soon as I did, my skin became deep blue. Whoa... I observed this change in awe, moving my fingers, then limbs. But, nothing else seemed to change. But, as I was about to take my attention away, my skin was restored. With it, an intense trembling coursed through my veins, violent, yet soothing. That's when electricity visibly surged out of my entire body, shooting out at least a meter around me. The sensation was exhilarating, a rush like no other. This intoxicating power almost made me lose my wits. I took a moment to settle down once again, if with a big, proud grin. A tempered mood, the electricity subsided. Oh well. Task done!

Next, I float to the living room. More alterations here. Seems that the couch was not only differently colored (white instead of beige), but also divided into three at separate walls. I spotted my bro and mom seated at the part nearest the TV. As I drew towards them, I sensed the presence of my guide. Guessed like in other dreams, she was hidden nearby. I assumed she'd taken mom's form (not the first time she was a family member). So, I folded ma's hair over her own face. When I brushed it off, I expected to see E. Instead, she changed into a cousin of mine. I was taken aback. What was going on? Confused, I exited the house out the front door.

I step outside into a humid, warm twilight. Noticed the neighborhood was overrun with brambles and other types of overgrowth. From the plants swarmed gnats and small moths. I had to brush off the vermin as I zoomed around the area. A bunch of lizards, far more than normal, were scurrying around, as were several toads, all of which were being chased by neighborhood cats. Although a relatively mundane sight, I was amazed as to how vivid this scene appeared. So much so, that I spent minutes doing nothing but admiring the view.

Once satisfied, I looked up to a sky almost concealed by rain clouds. I think to go off planet to try the last TOTM. So, I attempt to fly up, but could only hover a few inches off the ground. All of a sudden, I become lightning, and shoot straight through the nimbi above. Soon after, I'm plunged into a wormhole flowing in orange and green, triangular kaleidoscopic patterns. This eventually morphed into a winding tube glowing in various shades of blue. Warp.[/COLOR]

Scene 3 - Alien Mechanical Fortress
The visuals were very blurred. I started in a grey void. So, I decided to use music to create a scene. Final Fortress from Sonic Heroes came to mind. Soon, a more ambient arrangement that I've never heard before sounded. With it, I'm taken through a darkened pathway.

I soon find myself in some kind of future tech industrial facility, a structure painted grey and green. Strange gyroscopic gears whirred beneath circuitry exposed at sections of the walls and floor. Exits could be seen at all angles, even up and down. Whenever I made it through a pathway, the entire structure would suddenly shift and rotate around at dizzying speeds, leaving no hint as to where one had just arrived. This wasn't of terrestrial origins.

It didn't take long to lose myself in this maze. So too did I begin losing my hold of the dream. Acting quick, I clung on to a nearby pillar, gripping tightly, until I was sure I'd at least a bit more time.

The structure then changed such that I was suspended several stories above floor level. I slid down the pillar into a small office space within an alcove. Seems that the color blue has replaced the green previously lining the walls.

In any case, I hurry to find an alien plant. I rummage through some cabinets, under the desk, and beneath some floor panels, but find no such thing.

I then make my way towards a small courtyard in the distance. Unique to the structure, sunlight was peering into it, though I couldn't tell from what angle. I make it that far, when the dream suddenly collapses.

Created Tuesday 23 February 2021

Got a DILD today, and a scrap.

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Seated with a group of supposed acquaintances. There was talk of dreaming and awareness. Big miss on my part...

Dream 1 - January/February 2021 TOTM Basic Task I

Scene 1 - Valkyrie's Command
The visuals were a bit blurred. FA in an unknown bedroom. I try just dozing off. But then, mom barged in to yell at me. She kept pressing me to get some supposed time-critical paperwork done. On and off, she went back to morning routines, and then returned to complain further. Just let me sleep...

Eventually, I was left alone, only to be interrupted by another figure. This time, it was some blonde, middle-aged opera-esque valkyrie, complete with wings and a horned helmet. Like ma above, she demanded things of me (fortunately, without a blaring song). In this case, that I protect the local (whatever "local" meant in this context) mayor. The spirit soon vanished from view. Groaning, I forced myself up.

Warp.

Scene 2 - Courage Comet
The visuals were dim. I was walking down a suburban street during night time. That above-mentioned mayor, a short, stout, balding white haired man in a grey suit, was snooping behind me. The man looked very nervous. Identifying me as his bodyguard, he complained that he was getting tired. So, he asked that I haul him around. An annoying request, but it was better than hearing his whining. I lugged him over my shoulder, and continued along.

Upon crossing a street, I noted how absurd this all was. Cue awareness. I waste no time trying tasks, starting with the superhero one. I set the mayor aside, and wave him off to leave him to leave. Anyway, for practice, I attempted to conjure energy between my palms. But, no luck. Guessed conjuration was gonna be a problem with this dream. Moving on then.

I tried an easier task: this month's first basic task. Calling out to the dream, I asked to be shown courage. All of a sudden, a comet zoomed overhead from behind, low in Earth's atmosphere. A blazing white trail followed, one bright enough to momentarily bathe the sky in orange light. Within seconds, the comet was out of view. For a time, I pondered what this could mean, but a clear answer never arrived. Oh well, I thought. I'll probably understand it better when I was awake. Task complete as far as I was concerned.

Just then, an auto accident happened right by me. From what I could tell, a grey vintage 50's sedan skidded on the road, then crashed into a light pole. If that wasn't enough, a red sports car collided with the first vehicle from behind. I just shrugged. It's merely dream weirdness. Instead, I put my thoughts on, uh, smut. Regardless, my efforts were in vain. Such foolishness collapsed the dream.

Created Monday 15 February 2021

Got a DILD and some fragments. I tried two tasks in today's LDs, as the title indicates, I screwed up at both. Oh well. I had fun regardless.

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In a wide, darkened area, like an amphitheater. Monsters were lurking the place. I was given psychic powers, which I used to fly around and shoot telekinetic blasts.

In a hotel lobby or a similar place. A bunch of of zany cartoon monsters (drawn in a 40's art style) were wrecking havoc. It was left to me and a handful of people to neutralize them. One of the creatures was a huge tree. I was told that it was mom, who had been corrupted into that form. I was conflicted on how to handle this.

Dreamlet to dream. Various forgotten scenes. Vaguely recall being in a school. I slowly gained awareness. Warp.


Dream 1 - Two Tasks, Two Misses

The visuals started rather blurred. I was in a wilderness pathway leading to the gate of a large park, sunlight peeking through the leaves.

Suddenly, mom suddenly rushed in from nowhere.

"Hey!", she speaks frantically in Spanish. "How do I change the TV to channel 8?!"

This only catalyzed my awareness. I turned away, dismissing her request. Ma kept babbling about a number of topics, such as trivial updates about my sister. No doubt the dream's way of distracting me. I claimed I'd attend her soon, but of course, I wasn't going to do such a thing.

Since the dream felt unstable, I hurried to hold onto an old wooden railing nearby. I rubbed it carefully, as I worried about splinters. Once I was more assured, I seated myself cross-legged, and meditated. As expected, I began ascending, if much faster than intended. It took only seconds to reach the clouds.

I thought of tasks at this moment. Just then, an ethereal female voice spoke.

"Here he is!", she booms cheerfully. "He's FireFlyMan! A man of power!" A cheesy fanfare followed as she continued her speech. I listened intently. "With the ability to fly, and shrink himself, FireFlyMan is a hero like no other!"

"Wait", I interjected. "When you mentioned power, what did you mean? Did you mean, like, super-strength?"

"Yes.", replied the voice, annoyed. A pause followed before she continued her speech. "So join FireFlyMan as he journeys through the vastness of space...!"

I interrupted once more. "That's okay, thanks. I'm good now."

"Ugh. Fine.", the woman grunts.

Task done (or so I thought; I realized wasn't in costume much later!). With that settled, I flew at sonic speeds to try warping. Suddenly, blue smoke erupted a distance away from me. From it sprang a massive space craft. Much of the ship consisted of glowing blue metal, its light flowing as a stream. Just as soon as it appeared, it vanished.

But, something else was left behind: a huge portal, cackling with electricity of similar coloration to the craft. What else was there to do, but explore? So, I entered the warp heedlessly. I found myself in a maze-like wormhole. Much like the ship, it resonated with wave-like blue radiance. As I continued, the tunnel narrowed. Eventually, the path forks two ways. I opt to take the left.

At this interval, thinking of a TOTM gave me a more definite destination: an alien planet. Once this thought occurred, the portal suddenly ended. I was thrust into a dark, foggy cavern of blood-red stone. Eerie violet lights sparked intensely in the distance. Certainly, this wasn't our world any longer.

Without wasting time, I search for a plant. I soon found a patch of long blades of grass, faded green plants tinted blue at the points and edges. I then begin working at super-speed. First, I smash the leaves between rocks until they become a fine, vibrant purple powder. Then, by will alone, I conjured a campfire, along with a boiling brazier of water. Finally I throw the powder into the pot. The mixture reacted violently, exploding into purple smoke. Only a portion of liquid remained.

I instantly grab the pot, and almost take an swig. But, fear of getting scalded, let alone of drinking an alien substance, held me back. I drew a deep breath, and tried again. Unfortunately, the dream deteriorated immediately. I wake up with a gasp.

Created Wednesday 27 January 2021

At last, something worth mentioning. It's also been twelve days since my last LD. Twelve days too many, if you ask me.

Spoiler for Lots of words:

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Vaguely recall travelling a highway. I had my thoughts set on time dilation.

Dream 1 - The Scheme, Struggle, and Shapechanger

Scene 1 - Bowling Alley Billiard Scheme ft Kramer
The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. This follows a shabby group of people in a similarly run-down car as they go down an urban shopping district. Leading the crew is a middle-aged auburn-haired woman in a trenchcoat.

As she drives, she reviews some scheme she'd cooked up earlier. Along the way, she picks up Kramer from Seinfeld, who was also in on the plot. His task was to go into a bowling alley, and win some games at a rigged game of billiards.

Kramer's dropped off, and the crew waits. However, too much time passes. The bosswoman barges in, to find Kramer drinking the day away with a crowd at a bar. Frustrated, she deigns to pull the con off herself.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Hard Working Interpreter
The visuals were slightly dim. Spectator mode again. Within a decent looking apartment suite, a light skinned, dark haired middle aged man is performing his morning routine. Through mysterious means, we're informed that he's an Englishman working as an interpreter for Japanese business people. It's said to be a strenuous task, not helped that said 'business people' were in all likelihood frontmen for a criminal organization. We see a clip of the interpreter relieving his stress with a bottle pack of Corona all to himself. The next day, the Englishman gets up late. He rushes to put on a suit, and grabs a canned nutritional shake for his breakfast. He had to hurry, as he was to take part in an important negotiation.

Transition.

Scene 3 - Hawk and Wolf
The visuals were slightly blurred. This occurs inside the narrow corridors of abandoned industrial facility, a maze of dusty concrete. I'd the perspective of a dark haired woman dressed in heavy, long-faded khaki hiking apparel. I 'recalled' she was well versed in many vocations, from animal studies, to hand-to-hand-combat, and even magic. The latter was revealed quickly when I (as the woman) was able to speak with some crows fluttering nearby. Those corvids said nothing of interest, merely expressing their wariness, so I continued along.

Skyrim drowned my thoughts momentarily. I remembered a supposed mission in a cave, during which events would change depending on the survival of an NPC's encounter with bandits. If he lived, the player had to make a very difficult speech check to avoid combat with him in turn. In any case, the primary objective was retrieving some McGuffin.

Anyway, I returned from my trance to 'reality'. I then recalled why I was in this derelict site in the first place: I was to rescue a bird, a robin, I think. I turned a corner, when I found my possible charge getting swarmed by a group of predators! Distinct among the beasts was a large wolf with brown fur. The rabid canine scares away his competition, leaving the bird solely at his mercy.

I knew better than to charge headlong. So, I climbed along the walls with impossible grace. Then, while the wolf still wasn't looking, I instantly shape-changed into a small hawk, and dive-bombed at his snout. The beast jumped back in fright, but soon sprang back at ready. This distraction allowed my ward to get away. More than annoyed, the wolf growled it would have his revenge for my meddling.

A frantic melee follows. At every interval, I'd weave just out of the beast's grasp, then retaliate with a quick swipe of my beak or talon. Of course, given the difference in size, I wasn't doing serious damage. I paused to 'recall' the rules of this shapechanging magic. Incidentally, said rules happened to be from D&D. Whatever the case, I opted to change into a black bear. I pounced upon the wolf, aiming my claws and fangs at his neck, but catching his shoulders instead. My opponent was in terrible shape, though I figured his counterattack would leave a mark...

The dream faded shortly after.

Dream 2 - Your Name Is Macheval

Scene 1 - Suburban Team Party
The visuals were blurred. Spectator mode. This starts outside a suburban house at night time. Soon, a sizable group rushes towards the front door. It's soon revealed the group were RED and BLU team members from TF2, the Heavy, Demo, and Spy distinguishable. After knocking on the door, a light skinned, dark haired woman answers, her young daughter not far behind. The Spy asks to be invited inside. The homeowner is hesitant, but allows the crew to enter. Big mistake. In minutes, the interior is ravished from the rambunctious antics of the Team.

Transition.

Scene 2 - What's a Macheval?
The visuals started slightly blurred. I was in an unknown house, hauling around filled large cardboard boxes in a daze. Soon, I was confronted by a pale, dark haired woman in her fourties. She complained that I misplaced her fractional distillation apparatus. I 'recalled' having used that for a chemistry project earlier, and mentioned as much. I sift through the luggage, and find it's in the wrong box (got mixed in with kitchenware, I think). This makes me worry I'd misplaced other things as well. The woman gets frustrated, and complains of my work. In my defense, I remind her that "the Apocalypse" only happened a while ago, and I'd happened to loot these things in that time frame. Logistics and organization just wasn't then a priority. This didn't placate her in the least.

Timeskip. I step outside to an empty backyard late at night. It's then I notice as to how light was the air. This brings much inquiry. Didn't take much longer to figure out the dream.

I gaze up at a wonderful sky full of stars. As usual, I'm drawn into the spinning cosmos as I slowly as I ascended. Ah, that never gets old. During my trip, I pass by colorful glowing spheres about 4 meters in diameter. I suspected these were mental misrepresentations of celestial bodies. Furthermore, a funky 16-bit tune sounded. It's possible it was a song I knew, but I can't recall which exactly.

It was then I thought of tasks. First in mind was lifting a heavy object. Conveniently, several meteors were passing by, craggy rocks well over three times my size. I reached out for them, but they'd eluded me. So, I follow one of the rocks as it fell into a planet. Once past orbit, I dived into its trajectory, and, just as we were about to hit land, I caught it. Still, its force of was great enough to drag me along with it, leaving behind a deep imprint on the dirt. After it stopped moving, I heaved it on my back. It was awkward to grip, but aside from that, there wasn't any difficulty.

With that done, I chucked it aside, then zipped around to find something else to do. Soon, I find myself in an empty urban streets surrounded by desert, still at night, of course. I made a super front flip up the roof of a long building. This reminds me of the related spindash task. And so, I start rolling in place. Initially, the visuals and sensations weren't very convincing, but that soon changed into a bewildering display that almost knocked me out of my senses. Somehow, I adjusted just as quickly. I spun faster and faster, before I launched myself off the building. Task complete.

I fall down onto a lone pathway in the middle of nowhere. As I travel down, I try remembering another task. A false one came to mind: create your own dance move. Even at the time, I figured it probably wasn't genuine, but oh well, it gave me something to do. Feeling silly, I jumped up, and made my legs lose consistency. My limbs dangled with the wind like wet noodles. The sight made me chuckle to myself, but upon landing, my joints stiffen back to normal. Aww.

Then, in the distance, I noticed the shadow of a megacomplex, glaring spotlights lining the site's perimeter under a night sky. I hurry past the gate, to enter a series of hallways flooded with chlorinated water. Many a folk were bathing in the area.6 Along the way, I noticed a violin duet playing, starting as a fast-paced flourish, then slowing into a waltz. I also gaze upon an extra curvy dark haired woman. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I'm only momentarily distracted before I go back to recalling another task. The superhero one comes to wit. I try catching up to the dark haired woman, but she remained just out of reach. So, I turned my attention to some random child nearby, some skinny boy around 10 years old.

"Hey kid", I started. "What's my superhero name?"

Just then, another figure surfaced from below, a pale young girl with vibrant blue hair. "Macheval" (pronounced mak-ah-vle), she answers in deadpan.

"What was that?", I asked.

She repeats. "Macheval."

"So it's Macheval?"

The boy then interjects with a simple "yes."

Didn't really know what to think of the name. Also, I was weirded out by these creepy monotone kids. So, I thanked them, and scurried away.

The dream started fading. I quickly raised my hand as part of stabilization, only to see I was doing such in bed. So concluded the dream.

Created Saturday 31 October 2020

Got a DILD and a fragment today.

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At home. There was a blue and white shuttle bus outside.

Dream 1 - October 2020

Scene 1 - Another Brief Condo Flight Awareness
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking outside through a pathway within a condo complex during a cloudy day. As I enter a hallway, I get aware. I float around for a bit, but the dream begins collapsing. I wake up briefly. Re-entry.

Scene 2 - Magic Curtain Rod
The visuals were dimmer than before. I was upstairs at home during night time, vague lights visible from below. I retained awareness.

Took a moment to really keep presence in the dream. After that, I hurry downstairs. As I do, I think over a list of tasks. Only the magic wand tasks seemed tenable at the moment. And so, I go to the front window, and wrench the curtain rod from its attachment. Oddly, the curtains remain floating in place. Anyway, I observe the metal rod. This one was an older kind we'd replaced years ago, one that had a fake crystal at the end.

I gesture and mutter nonsense at the rod as part of an enchantment spell. Next, I point the wand at the door, expecting something amazing to shoot out. Instead, I only got a bit of smoke. I whipped it repeatedly, and eventually got a trite rainbow display you'd find in a cheap carnival toy. Unsatisfied, I continued further, until finally, sparks began flying out. They initially only trickled out, but eventually they fired and smoked out in a similar manner to the spark cone fireworks, if more subdued. Works for me. Task complete.

I kinda drew a blank of what to do next. I only roamed around, observing the place for notable differences. Things get hazy. Don't recall anything else until the dream ended a few minutes later.

Created Tuesday 15 September 2020

Finally, another LD loop. I even got a TOTM for the effort.

Spoiler for Quite long:

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Something about being in an urban area.

FA in bed. My bro was watching an anime in the living room. This started with a guy in a green trenchcoat freefalling from the sky. Cut to a battle scene. Wizards and their (entirely female) half-dragon allies were fighting a horde of demons. Oddly, the former side used conventional battlefield tactics, such as using field fortifications to fire from behind cover. The demons were too strong for the wizards, while the dragon girls could barely hold their own against the fiends. One of the dragons looked more like a naga. I suspected this was that Dragon Maid anime (not something I know much about).

Dream 1 - Senseless Head

Scene 1 - No-Touch Tinnitus Transition
The visuals were quite hazy. WILD transition in bed, so noted by a ringing noise I've heard in some of my earliest LDs, a noise I imagine is what tinnitus sounds like. It took a minute to fully stabilize myself into the dream.

I stepped out into the lounge. The couch was dark brown instead of white. Instead of the dining table and chairs was a black leather stool, and some random clutter. I could still hear all the others going about their morning routine in RL, if much more echoed than it should sound. Regardless, there wasn't anyone around.

Things got unstable. I reached to grasp the couch so I could remain in the dream. To my surprise, I couldn't feel it. In fact, besides my own movements, I couldn't feel anything. That's a first. Out of curiosity, I tried phasing through the couch. Against expectation, I bumped off it, despite still not feeling the couch itself. It was as if I was acting out some scene in VR.

I experimented as such for about a minute before the dream collapsed. Several brief re-entries before transitioning to below.

Scene 2 - Guide's Head, Monster's Bite
The visuals were still a bit blurred. LD re-entry in bed. When back at the lounge, I run around in circles for a few minutes to look for my guide, E. Didn't seem I had any luck. I'd canceled my search, when I noticed a shocking sight: E's disembodied head on the floor. Tentatively, I lifted it closer to me. The head sprang to life in an instant. Her eyes rotated unconsciously, before fixing themselves to me. E smiled, then somehow thrust herself forward to give me a kiss. Figured she was just creeping me out for fun once again. It was actually kind funny, but still a bit too disturbing for my taste. So, I chucked her head dismissively behind me. E hovered by my shoulder momentarily, before zooming out of view.

I looked around in the living room. Just then, an invisible assailant tackled me, and started gnawing on my arm. I suspected it was some kind of zombie. The surprise warped me back to bed, and cause me to lose awareness. The unseen creature was still accosting me. I imagined throwing holy water at it. But, this only looped the scene back. Soon, the monster was tearing out my right hand. Panic had overtaken me. My only option, I thought, was to sacrifice my limb. With what little will remained, I had my severed hand, now dangling off of my torn skin, turn into acid. In an instant, both my extremity, and the unseen foe, melted into vapor.

I woke up to terrible itchiness on my arm. Once I recomposed myself, I made another WILD attempt. It took about five minutes to get the LD going.

Dream 2 - Cake and Fish

Scene 1 - Orange Caramel Cake
The visuals were a bit blurred. WILD transition in bed. I go straight to the kitchen. There were a few housemates looming around, including my bro. They noted there was a cake in the fridge. Yet, for various reasons, they didn't want to taste any of it. So, they goaded me into taking as much as I can. I thought they'd never ask!

And there it was. Resting in the far end at the top shelf of the fridge was a two-layered homemade yellow cake, complete with orange caramel frosting. Seems about 3/5ths of it was already gone. I glanced around, waiting until no one was looking before I dug in with my bare hands (guess I didn't want to gross the others out, despite knowing full well this wasn't real, but oh well). The dessert tasted pretty much as how it looked, including the tang of orange zest, though a bit more subdued. Also, the cake itself was a bit more spongy than I'd prefer. Still, not bad.

The dream collapsed shortly after. Re-entry a minute later.

Scene 2 - September TOTM Basic Task i
The visuals started blurred, but clarified over time. Another LD re-entry in bed. I immediately darted out the room and towards the back door. Forgoing the risk of collapsing the dream by phasing through, I actually took my time to open the door. I rushed out to a rather cluttered backyard. A pleasant early dawn sky awaited me. But soon, I notice black stains of a void looming in from above. A sign the dream could end. Acting quick, I tried blasting off into the sky. Once again, as has happened recently, an invisible, rubbery barrier prevented me from ascending more than a few meters. But I pressed on.

A moment later, I was suddenly catapulted up into a now brighter blue sky. Ah, how I missed flying this way. However, I worried I might've gone into a blue void. Once again, the dream almost collapsed. I glanced around, when I noticed a little island far below, seemingly a desert island, if not for the small buildings dotting the center. Heedlessly, I dove down towards the shore, stabilizing the dream in the process. As I did, the overworld theme from the SNES version of Super Mario Bros 3 sounded in the background. This might've explained why my drop looked cheaply rendered in Mode-7 (ie appearing like a cardboard cutout) for a few seconds, but that clarified quickly.

Anyway, this presented the perfect opportunity to try one of the TOTMs. By this point, I was only a few hundred feet from landing on the sands. So, I tried tilting towards the water. Rather than move conventionally, I unintentionally stopped falling, then translated in 10 meter increments towards the water. I hummed the bonus theme from Aero the Acrobat as I did this. Speaking of water, a reef ranged through shallow parts. Amazingly, rays were looming over the reef.

I dropped myself with even greater anticipation. Before long, I splashed into the deeper end of the sea. My vision blacked out for a moment. When I came to, the first thing I saw was a bunch of rays scurrying away from me. I could clearly note two rows of white dots lining the backs of their otherwise grey skin. Would've enjoyed swimming alongside with them for more than 10 seconds, if my instinctive need for air didn't drive me to surface.

I resolved myself to dive in again. But, for reasons unknown, I could only keep the front half of my body submerged. Furthermore, the water suddenly got too murky to see anything. The dream faded. I woke up with a gasp.


Media References:

Super Mario All-Stars - Super Mario Bros 3 - Overworld

Aero the Acrobat - Bonus Stage

No techniques used. Only lay awake for some time and set an intention to do the TOTM in the middle of the night.

At first I got lucid at my parents' house but didn't get anywhere before waking up. A non-lucid dream about being at a scientific congress followed. In a break I went outside and got lucid again, immediately remembering my intention to ask a DC about the dream's origins. I felt the dream slipping and focused on my surroundings, touching the ground and everything nearby. Like this, I was walking down a rain-soaked street with a lot of trees. The dream stabilized and I saw every branch in great detail and in amazing colors. Noone else was around. Typical, if one wants to find a DC, not one is here.
I left the street and started walking down a slope leading to some gardens. Still no DCs. I pushed myself off the ground and glided down, looking around.

Finally, I got to a path leading somewhere else and found a young boy, maybe 10, walking there. "Hey", I shouted. He turned and waited for me. I got closer, as if I didn't want anyone around hearing us and asked "Whose dream is this?" "His", he said without hestitation with a matter-of-fact tone, pointing to the left. I followed his gesture and found... A small bird. A blueish canary sitting on a fence.
?What? I was completely taken aback. I looked back at the boy, puzzled. He was grinning slightly.
Behind him I noticed a plump woman, about my age, with dark hair. Maybe she can tell me more. I walked towards her as she looked at me openly. We got close together and looked straight into each others eyes. Somehow, I was overcome with compassion towards her. I felt the urge to hug her but it felt out of place. I had so many questions running through my mind. Yet, I didn't know where to start.
"Don't worry. You've got strength in your head and in your legs.", she said, smiling.
This confused me even more. The three of us started walking along the path. Suddenly, I understood. "If you say that I've got strength, you mean you've got strength, too, right?" She considered this for a moment, and nodded.
They are all me, everything here is. It's all one. It's the bird's dream as it is my own.
We continued walking until the other two left me at something that looked like their camp. The woman looked back at me, inquiring, then smiling broadly and said "Princess Leah will be pleased!" [no, not Leia ]
Slowly, I walked away, feeling utterly content and warm after this encounter.

Next, I got to a strange structure with a high bar and a trampoline. I jumped on there, doing somersaults and whatever I could imagine in mid-air. It got totally euphoric until I was crying out of joy.
Then, I wandered around again, now through an amusement park, admiring the incredibly vivid surroundings and enjoying the hustle around me until I woke up.