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Created Saturday 05 May 2018

Got a DILD to note. There were a whole bunch of other dreams, but a kind of discomfort made recollection difficult.

Several intended and unintended WBTBs before this dream.

Dream 1 - Magical May 2018 Competition

Scene 1 - Inustrial Communal Place Brief Awareness
The visuals were blurred. I was an unknown wide facility, metal plating covering much of its walls. There was someone chasing me, or at least someone I was avoiding. So, while floating around, I kept near the ceilings, occasionally phasing through the ducts up to higher levels. Later, I found my brother, Alvaro in some communal bedroom. Got briefly aware. Immediate transition.

Scene 2 - Bare Diminutive Awareness
The visuals were blurred. I was home, showering upstairs, dim twilight peeking in from the window. Noticed the bathroom looked absurdly spaceous, retriggering lucidity. I made my way downstairs to the lounge, where I shrunk myself, first down to 1 foot in height, then even smaller. I then looked around, expecting to find unknown DCs to mess around with. Things destabilized. Took a moment to rub hands and concentrate. Transition half a minute later.

Scene 3 - May 2018 TOTM Advance Task I
The visuals were clear. I was at the lounge again, only back to full size. I step outside, but not to my neighborhood. Instead, I found myself at the lounge area of a beachside resort. A vast, round wicker canopy covered the place, the surrounding walkways, and most of the nearby shops, and also concealed a clear blue sky above. Seeing passerby's got me worried of my apparel (or lack thereof, given the whole shower thing above). An unnecessary concern, as I found I was already wearing pool shorts, a dark blue tanktop, and running shoes.

I started recalling the TOTMs, settling for the ice cream one. After some searching, I found a flower growing near an unkempt bush behind a trash can, the bloom akin to a deep violet trumpet creeper. Through telekinesis, I plucked the flower, and kept it hovering over my hand. I then tried changing it. Initially, it transformed into formless darkness, before finally settling into a large glass full of white ice cream. I ate a fingerful, but could taste and feel nothing, just a faint blandness. Both the food and environment were deteriorating. A half minute of concentration fixed as much. This time, the ice cream had a slightly yellowish tint. I took a dab, which felt much colder and a bit coarser than normal ice cream (more akin to the low fat/fat free variety, or frozen yogurt). As for the taste, it was plain vanilla flavored, followed by an oatmeal-ish aftertase.

Couldn't think of much else better to do. So I floated around aimlessly. It took more effort than usual to get off the ground, let alone to keep balance, which I could only manage by waving my arms around like an oaf. Furthermore, I couldn't get much higher than a head above a nearby archway.

The dream collapsed soon after. I tried DEILDing back in, but lost lucidity.

Scene 4 - Where'd He Get My ID?
The visuals were a bit blurred. This depicted the life of some young, lanky manager in a print shop. Through some crazy coincidence, his former boss from his old job, a stumpy guy with glasses, was now under his employ. Though a diligent worker, this ex-boss was also quite needy, demanding constant advice and oversight.

I was later given the young manager's role. The stumpy guy started bothering me to trade personal contact info with each other, more than I was sure was needed, down to our driver's liscense ID numbers. This made me very suspicious of my current state. Well, that, and that I found my own ID in this this young guy's wallet. The dream ended before I could do much about that.

Scrap Group 1
Some guy is making douchebag comments. I put him on an Argentine Backbreaker hold, then tossed him aside when he started whimpering.

2018-05-05 - -.pdf

My dreams are in the above PDF. (click where it says 2018-05-05 - -.pdf)

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Morning of June 23, 1987. Tuesday.



I am in a completely unfamiliar region in late afternoon. I am exploring an area that seems to be somewhat like an airport, though quite strange in design. There is a high scallop-shaped platform (with primarily black, silver, and red decor, including a black carpet or softly textured floor) that people have to climb, fairly steep, but somewhat miniature steps to get up to, seemingly a bit inconvenient - and it seems people have to take all of their own luggage up to the high platform. It is probably about two stories as I believe there is at least one landing above ground-level. The steps go up from the side opposite the fan-shaped expanse. There also seems to be a semicircular railing on the highest part of the structure; the side opposite where people are mostly sitting at ground-level below. After time passes, I start to think that the airplanes are probably more like hovercrafts or flying saucers (though of entirely human design and origin), as I do not quite understand how the system works, as I reason that airplanes cannot really stop in midair at any time, which is what the scallop-shaped platform seems to indicate (that is, for flying craft to stop or hover right near or above it). I get the impression that one flight of steps may be an escalator but I am not certain. I am also considering whether or not I really need to be here, though it seemingly relates to my “mystery girl” at one point.

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Vestibular system correlation happens continuously throughout REM sleep and has been the primary cause of autosymbolism in my dreams since earliest memory. This is mainly influenced by the dream self unable to viably perceive the status of the physical body, especially in regard to the dream self discerning itself as vertical when the physical body is horizontal. The design of the platform validates this, as a seashell is associated with inner ear dynamics (balance) and holding it up to one’s ear to supposedly “hear the ocean”. The common “staircase as consciousness shift” autosymbolism also occurs here.

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Night of May 3, 2018. Thursday.



In my dream, in full lucidity, I hover in an incorporeal form above a bird nest of mostly straw in early morning daylight. Within the bird nest are about seven gray creatures, with minimal white areas, that are all joined as one mass.

Looking more closely, I still cannot determine if they are baby birds or kittens, although the form changes from time to time and I can sometimes make out legs or parts of wings. They seem to breathe as one. There is also an association with baby rabbits for a short time.

Realizing that the autosymbolism is tied in to the typical vestibular system correlation of which is inherent to the dream state itself, my focus shifts very slightly.

The creatures, still as one singular mass, rise into the air, to become a circle of only sparse fur or hair, hovering about a foot above the nest, and now of only about ten percent of the volume of the original feature. I focus on the change and I think of it as thin gray thread. It continues to hover in the air as a floating horizontally-oriented wreath made of thin thread of the color of Spanish moss.

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Date of Dream: SAT 5 MAY - 2018



Dream No. 322 - Weird And Wacky Events

I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, I was in some darkened theatre room. Someone was walking around in the auditorium and as a part of the play (taking place in the auditorium, not the stage), we had to hide. I hide under one of the fold-able seats. I forgot what else happened in that scene.

In a later scene, I was in an unknown outdoor area. I was walking around when I came across my friend NN. I forgot what we did though. The scene after had gross content in it and so I will not be recapping anything from that scene. That's all for this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Get Murray back as a regular DC/DG (Achieved? No)
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Have Kevin M receive minor penalties either from Dreamy WB or myself due to general carelessness (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)



Dream 322: Results (Competition #3)
Competition Night: 4
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 7.5
Total Accumulated Points: 8.0



Since I'm not really achieving any "Dream Trophies" anymore, I've replaced that idea with current dream tasks. These are all the things I have my mind that I want to get done in future dreams. The task will be listed and then stated if it was achieved in this dream or not. Tasks can be cancelled if I think they are no longer relevant to real life events or if penalties have been lifted due to the fact that the person did something to amend their negative behaviour in real life.

Bad sleep, bad recall, bad opportunities for LDs...

Scrap Group 1
Playing Elona+ Custom. There's extra translated dialogue pertaining to Orphe's fate. Specifically, that he'd been trapped in some kind of time loop after unsealing that bound demon.

Browsing the internet. Wood Man's theme from Mega Man - The Wily Wars was sounding repeatedly.