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    1. Log 1085 - X and the Demon Hospital

      by , 04-20-2018 at 03:23 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 19 April 2018

      Dream 1 - X and the Demon Hospital

      The visuals were dim and blurred, but clarify over time. I falsely awaken in bed. Somehow, I was already aware. I roll off the bed, only to awaken. DEILD back in. This repeats three times before I'm fully anchored to the dream.

      I float outside the house to a much different environment. In place of my neighborhood was the wide cement courtyard and walkways of a building complex. Circular steps lead to a ditch below, of which contained a large fountain. It was a somewhat busy night, given the number of passerby's around.

      On a whim, I charged energy as per Megaman X, from which I could shoot out X-Busters through right-handed punches. Then, I tried imagining my being clad in his upgraded armor, but only got his base equipment. Still, not bad. In any case, I could now shoot projectiles with each of my hands, and with far more explosive charges to boot. This trial run was soon cut short by a swarm of hostile bystanders, no doubt angry over my recklessness. I wasn't planning on hurting anyone (purposefully, anyway), so I fled to a nearby building.

      Now, I was in a hospital, rushing from the lobby and into the furthest room in the most apparent hallway. On a desk, I found reports of a nefarious plot. Turned out the people there were in pursuit of something called a 'death formula'. This research partially involved binding demons as unwilling subjects. The "Big Pharma Conspiracy" ain't got nothin' on this!

      Suddenly, a number of guards burst into the scene. I managed to hide under the table in the nick of time. Just as quickly as they arrived, they'd left. From what I gathered, some other (non-medical) alert had the staff preoccupied, forcing a lockdown to the facility. Curious, I snuck around to find out more.

      Eventually, while searching a conference room, I was forced to hide under a table, lest some passing guards spotted me. That's when I saw one of the demons, or rather, a demoness, a statuesque woman with gleaming obsidian skin. It seemed these demons were invisible to most people, given the lack of reaction from the guards at the present one. The spirit approached one of the men, then literally paralyzed him through an an affectionate kiss. That was a good time as any to run.


      Lost lucidity after that. Things get unclear. There was something about playing an RTS with a supposedly underpowered cave-man faction. Then, something of my getting in a dialogue with an unnaturally intelligent little girl on the topic of hereditary traits, and their effects on an individual's place in society. Don't recall anything else until the dream ended.

      Scrap Group 1
      Watching a Halloween episode of the Simpsons. Homer, Carl, and Moe were being chased around by a pack of ghouls, one of which looked very similar to Moe himself. When cornered, the ghouls revealed that they were simply going to offer some gourmet food. After everyone ate, the monsters noted having fattening the men up for a real meal. Cue horrified screams while fading to black.

      Updated 04-20-2018 at 03:49 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    2. Log 1079 - FWILD-I-DILD

      by , 04-14-2018 at 02:56 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 13 April 2018

      One serendipitous LD to note, along with a fragment.

      Scrap Group 1
      Something about Fire Emblem?

      At a beachside hotel lobby. This eventually transitions to below somehow.

      Dream 1 - FWILD-I-DILD False Wake Induced Lucid Dream Induced Dream Induced Lucid Dream

      Scene 1 - WILD Argument
      The visuals were a bit dim. I was in a narrow dining room occupied almost entirely by seats and a very long table, the place barely lit for visibility. Many extended family members were there. This event was hosted by an unknown African descended lady, a gaudy woman with a raised, straightened hairstyle and wearing a decorated blazer.

      Soon, the event was interrupted by the woman's mother and sister (the latter of whom appeared like mom's boss, Theresa). The former made scathing comments to her daughter, especially about some posters of models lined around the walls. After a bit of arguing, the hostess ran away in tears.

      Concurrently, I started dozing off. In fact, I was attempting a WILD. REM soon triggered while my eyes were opened. My cousin, Lillian, noticed this, finding my actions both creepy and humorous. At the same time, the above-mentioned irate woman tried roping me into a her rant. I ignored both. Transition.

      Scene 2 - False WILD, True LD
      The visuals were much brighter. I was in a the upper suite of a beachside hotel, so noted by the view of a pebbly shore below. A clear dawn sky reflected vibrantly upon the calm waves.

      Dad showed up to speak of mundane matters. I ignored him in favor of enjoying the outdoors. So, I opened the window, and leaped down to a white sidewalk. It was a rough landing, but I made it intact. Things destabilized briefly. Nothing some hand rubbing couldn't fix. I stared at the horizon, watching sloops pass by in the distance, all while thinking of something to do. Drawing a blank, I settled on practicing control. I floated closely over the water, starting slow, then jetting further ahead. Eventually, I arrived near a bay occupied with many hotel towers. While still flying, I tried warping back to the beginning, only to teleport on a collision course towards the above-mentioned buidlings. Comedic cartoon violence ensues. Cue warp.

      Scene 3 - Tiny Silent Stroll
      The visuals were a bit dim. I was outside in a city area during a calm night. Classical music echoed throughout the dream, but it was otherwise silent.

      I floated up the steps of a nearby building, when I was suddenly shrunken down to about an inch high. Fine by me. Anyway, inside was a vast, ornate lobby. Red carpeting lined the floor, while various kinds of fountains were built near the walls, all of which accentuated a crystal glass statue in the center. Neon Chinese text flashed on some pillars. Guess this place was an earery.

      There was no attendant in sight, so I made my way towards the lounge. Two African-descended women were there deep in conversation. Placed on a table in front of them was a polyhedral bowl filled with Dorito's. I helped myself to one, which, given my size, was awkward to grip, but otherwise no trouble to lift (and chomp!). I then tried getting the attention of both women, even by fluttering past their faces, but they were too involved with their gossip to notice.

      Across the room was another waiting area. A lone woman, light skinned and with short blonde hair, was over there reading something. When I flew to that area, I willfully projected my view to a top angle, so as to better compare my size. It seemed I grew a bit, probably to the size of a hand. Anyway, I soon realigned my sight. After that, I waved the chip over my head to get the woman's attention. She eventually noticed me, seeming startled at first, then feigning composure. I initiated some chit-chat, but as mentioned, I couldn't really hear anything. Still, she seemed to have an amicable response, and even allowed me to stand on her palm.

      Things destabilized, then collapsed shortly after.

      Updated 04-14-2018 at 03:04 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. Logs 1077 and 1078

      by , 04-13-2018 at 02:38 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Not much to note, so I may as well pile on two days worth of dreams.

      Log 1077 - Zamasu's and Gowasu's Dialogue, Angry Time Stop Suplex, Unexpected Guest, Warehouse Humming, Private Mail Service, and Breakfast Chemical Plant Zone Scraps
      Created Wednesday 11 April 2018

      Scrap Group 1
      Watching Dragon Ball Super. This was mostly clips of Zamasu and Gowasu arguing about the role of mortals.

      Working in my old job at the gas station. One of my former bosses, Tony, was busy at the register. I offered to help there, but was told to man the coolers instead. Later on, when the store got super packed, I noticed a thief sneaking out. Enraged, I stopped time, during which I ran after the guy to suplex him. I was almost aware, but the dream ended too quickly for me to act on as much.

      At home upstairs. There was poor lighting. Later on, an unexpected guest barged in the room. Think it was my brother Anton's old friend Yusef?

      Outside a warehouse during late afternoon. I start humming Desert Ruins Zone from Sonic Lost World.

      At a gas station with several others. I found a poster advertising private mail service.

      Wandering in a live version of Chemical Plant Zone from Sonic 2. My brother, Norm, and nephew, Aleph, were there with me. There was a long sequence of us getting shot into a series of corkscrewing air ducts. At one point, we fell into a vat of assorted food stuffs, which were then funneled into a conveyor belt below. As we got drained, Norm gave indications to hit various levers in the perimeter. We then got safely filtered to a shallow channel, which we escaped. Furthermore, our tampering resulted in some foods combining into what Norm referred to as "breakfast hotdogs", which were just hotdogs topped with scrambled eggs. My brother and nephew seemed to enjoy the food, but I found it a bit salty and rather predictable in flavor.

      Log 1078 - TF2 Imbalance and Cat Teacher Scraps
      Created Thursday 12 April 2018

      Scrap Group 1
      Playing TF2. There's something about imbalanced classes, and of hamburgers.

      Supposedly working as a teacher in a (elementary/middle?) school. There's an odd but nice looking brunette co-worker, of whom was not only cripplingly shy, but also vocalized exclusively in cat meows. And yet, she was somehow superbly competent at her job, enough to draw great envy among the rest of the staff. Various other teachers harassed her during lunch by literally taking her meal right out of her hands, but she was much too timid to even be frustrated by that. Later, something about climbing a mountain.

      Updated 04-13-2018 at 03:08 AM by 89930 (spellcheck)

      Categories
      dream fragment
    4. Log 1072 - Musical Menagerie and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 04-07-2018 at 12:32 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 06 April 2018


      Phew! I thought I was stuck in a dry spell for sure! Got two WILD and DEILD loops to note, and a scrap.

      Scrap Group 1
      Playing KeeperRL. There's a bit of a hassle setting up demon spawns for recruitment.

      WBTB. It took a good hour and a half before the first transition.

      Dream 1 - Figment Shot

      Scene 1 - Purple Visions Again
      The visuals were a bit blurred. WILD transition in bed, noted by an illusory sound of wind increasing with time. While still laying on my back, I floated out the room, then phased through the walls. Sensing my actual body quickly pulled me to bed again. Colorful hypnagogia started forming, first as purple waves, then of like-colored fractal patterns. I could both move my dream body and sense myself IRL, which disoriented me greatly. Brief awakening, then DEILD.

      Scene 2 - Air Shooting
      The visuals were very blurred. Still in bed. I started running around while pretending to shoot at the air. Soon, I heard the Unreal Tournament announcer exclaiming various kill prompts (ie 'DOUBLE KILL!'). This was amusing enough to preoccupy me for two minutes. Woke up, then DEILDed back for about a minute more to a similar experience. I then awakened out of the loop. Took fifteen minutes to get another WILD.

      Dream 2 - Musical Menagerie

      Scene 1 - Do the Guadalajara Jig
      The visuals were blurred. WILD transition in bed. I floated to the kitchen, where I jumped on the counter to do a jug. I wanted music to play, but could only think of meriachi music, so I just settled with that.This nonsense went on for about a minute and a half. Brief awakening, then DEILD.

      Scene 2 - Moving Train Salsa
      Similar visuals, though they gradually clarified in time. Back in bed. My limbs were feeling sore. Reckoned constant movement and some good music would take my mind off that. So, I sounded Floral Fury from Cuphead.

      Things warped. Now, I was standing on an old west railway platform, sun high in the noon sky. A luxury passenger train was just departing. I ran and jumped after it, barely catching hold of the side of its red rear car. I made my way up, though it was a much longer climb than anticipated. Along the way, I tapped the window. This both startled and intrigued a lady inside, a pleasant, fair-skinned dame wearing a fancy dress and bonnet.

      We both met on the roof, where we danced salsa to the tune of the music. Noticed I was only in bedclothes, which, by will, I replaced with a snazzy tux w/bowtie and dress shoes. We both mighta overdone the performance a bit, but it was very enjoyable all the same.


      This went on for about a minute longer before a brief awakening. Another DEILD.

      Scene 3 - Quick Round of Shadowboxing
      The visuals were dimmer and blurrer. Back in bed. My limbs were throbbing right now. So, I immediately got up to shadowbox for a bit, all to the tune of the Punch-Out theme. Brief awakening half a minute later, then another DEILD.

      Scene 4 - Take Me on Your Mighty Wings
      Similar visuals as above, but they got progressively clearer. Back in bed yet again. I start running into the void, where I have Mighty Wing by Cheap Tricks sounding in the background.

      A cutscene then forms. This had a light skinned, light haired athletic man running on an Olympic track. Warp. I was now running around a baseball field. Noticed things were off with the song's lyrics and pitch. Things warped as I tried correcting that.

      Now, I was laying down on a grassy hill, silver-blue sky above. There was a striking woman in a plain white dress next to me, fair skinned, dark brown hair, and a bright, elating smile. She suddenly lifted me up in her arms, where I noticed her being many times bigger than anticipated. Then, following the lyrics, the lady flies us both to the sky. She slows her pace, when she suddenly sprouts angelic wings.


      The song come to a sudden halt, and so does the dream.

      Updated 04-07-2018 at 03:46 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    5. Log 1066 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 15

      by , 03-31-2018 at 04:34 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 31 March 2018

      I got a stupidly lucky DILD today. There's also several fragments.

      Scrap Group 1
      Several WBTBs throughout the night. I usually got kept up a bit after meditating, before drifting off unaware.

      At a school's courtyard during night time.

      Riding around in a highway with others. We stop by an airport, where giant fighter jets were ready for flight. The pilots were noticeably not in wearing any uniform.

      At a zoo. I was observing the gorilla den, where the apes were bathing in a pond. A big commotion occurred when a male smacked a youngling, causing a frenzied brawl between him and two other gorillas.

      Dream 1 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 15

      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in an unknown apartment, where a family gathering was occurring. I go through a hallway towards the bathroom, but it seemed a few people were waiting their turn to use it, including mom and aunt Harriett. The two were gossiping about something or other, and tried getting me involved. When given the chance, I snuck off elsewhere.

      I stumbled into what I first assumed was a bedroom. As I went further, this expanded into a vast underground city. Anachronism ran the gamut, what with mid 20th century buildings side-by-side with flying cars and holographic displays. I felt exhausted. There was a park by a riverside nearby, where many folk were having a picnic. So, I went over there to rest under a tree.

      Then, some kid interrupted my 'nap'.

      "Hey!", shouted the boy, "Look over there!" He points at two large, hairy figures flying in from the distance, one carrying the other. "What is that?!"

      Once they were close enough, I easily identified what these things were. "They're just flying wookies", I grumbled. "No big deal."

      I got up to show off my own powers, if only to get that kid to pipe down. Suddenly, many, many other people began ascending from the streets. Most prominent among these were a group of middle-aged English women in modest Victorian era wear, whom, between their chortling, blithely admitted their part in this phenomenon. Soon, I too was levitating unintentionally. Once the surprise wore off, I realized the dream.

      The ceiling had since become an open sky. I launched myself to the stratosphere, where I intentionally teleported, first briefly warping into a different city, then into a moderately-lit bedroom constructed of dark wood. Things were deteriorating. In response, I wreathed myself in a thunderous golden aura, which stabilized my form. Thinking of TOTMs, I shouted out "overclock!" I suddenly began shrinking. But, as I looked back at my hand, I found I was actually turning into a baby. The dream ends with my new form's uncontrolled wailing.

      Updated 04-01-2018 at 02:40 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Log 1065 - Rigor Mortis

      by , 03-31-2018 at 12:56 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 30 March 2018

      Got a bunch of scraps and a dream today.

      Scrap Group 1
      Something about two different colored devices, which would cause a major event when used in a specific manner.

      Various attempted WBTB's throughout the night, most of which I drifted off until in the morning.

      Dream 1 - Rigor Mortis

      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in a large room within one-story home, its walls colored pink. There was a mess of toppled furniture, along with a pile of their spilled contents. Soon, Rick and Morty showed up, hurried, for they were being pursued by a horde of zombies. The two quickly sealed the door, though it was clear that would only last for so long.

      Just then, several undead corpses were blown across the room from a different entryway. Enter Punisher, depicted as a ridiculously buff guy in the style of the above-mentioned show. He vows to get us all out of the apartment alive.

      A moment later, the zombies finally break in. Despite Frank's best efforts, we were almost overrun, and Morty actually got viciously mauled. Only a lucky opening between the swarm allowed us to escape to the suburbs outside.

      The group and I turned the corner, when a squadron of black vans cut us off. These were clearly intelligence agents, probably here to apprehend us, or worse. Punisher opted to distract them, allowing the rest of us to go away unseen.

      Things get unclear. There's something of Stan Smith from American Dad appearing, then of my taking Morty's role, where I endured his injuries. Not too sure how this ended.

      Scrap Group 2
      Driving around in a highway during a clear late afternoon. It got dangerous at times. Felt as if I've dreamed this before.

      Something about Harry Potter, I think (don't have much of a point of reference for the series)? He goes to the wizard school when he was only five. There was some creepy romance between him and a 10 year old girl.

      Playing a hacked version of Streets of Rage 2, which included a much larger cast of characters. I used Max for a while, then a super-flashy character later on.

      Updated 03-31-2018 at 02:22 AM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. Log 1063 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 12

      by , 03-28-2018 at 11:44 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 28 March 2018

      Got a WILD, DILD, non-LD, and a fragment to note. Said non-LD was bordering lucidity, though I was only missing an ounce of awareness to mark it off as such.

      Scrap Group 1
      Walking around a park lake during a calm night.

      WBTB which lead to some frustrating insomnia. Still retained enough patience for a WILD.

      Dream 1 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 12 - Part 1

      WILD transition in bed with blurred visuals. I felt quite dizzy. Found myself in a grey void, where I sensed something was going to chase me.

      Got warped back to bed. I stumbled out the door to the lounge. The dream was deteriorating, so I spun and thoroughly rubbed my hands. I tried walking out the glass door to the back yard, but couldn't. I then spun to teleport, and indeed warped... all of eight feet to the stairs. The blurriness was getting disorienting. I uttered for clarity and brightness, to no obvious effect. Next, I walked towards the front door, which somehow got further and further away. So, I flew as fast as I could, only reaching hustling speed, but still enough to catch up. Once there, I phased through the door, first sideways, then turning forward once halfway through.

      Warped again. I was outside in the balcony of an unknown building. My sight distorts to a third-person perspective, where I see myself in several side and top angled shots. Some focus realigned my vision. I tried purposefully discorporating my sight again, but this destabilized the dream, and I woke up soon afterwards.


      Dream 2 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 12 - Part 2

      Scene 1 - Rewind That Crash
      The visuals were blurred. I falsely awakened in the trunk of a van. My cousin's husband, Felix, was driving, and my brother Doug was there as well. We were inside a parking garage, looking for a space. Eventually, we did find a place to parallel park, though it would've required some extraordinary spatial senses to fit our vehicle there. In lieu of finesse, Felix opted to brute-force the van there, heedlessly crashing the surrounding vehicles, though I jumped out before any collision occurred. Felix seemed to think this had no lasting consequences, but it was obviously not the case.

      I kinda figured this wasn't real, but only in-so-much as if this was a very deep daydream. So, I practiced time control, first slowing it, then travelling backwards, just far enough before the crash. Things warped.

      Scene 2 - Vs. Recoome
      The visuals were blurred. I was in an episode of Dragon Ball Z. Still 'semi-lucid'. I was in Namek, fighting against the barbaric Recoom. In the blink of an eye, I was kneed in the gut, then slammed face-first through the dirt. The brute then placed me in a surfboard hold. I shook out, and responded with a backflip kick, knocking my opponent into the sky. I then fired an arcing ki-blast up at him. Before Recoome could dodge, I flew up behind him, and kicked him downward. As he fell, the projectile divided into four or five, and each shot struck true. I soon found Recoome below in a smoking crevice, barely conscious and missing both his arms.

      Not too clear how this ended.

      More sleeplessness before a transition.

      Dream 3 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 12 - Part 3

      The visuals started very blurred. I falsely awakened in bed, disoriented. Soon, I hear Burst Man's theme sounding. This prompts thoughts on prospective memory checks, yada yada yada. Cue lucididty.

      I flew up as part of a reality check, then phased through ceiling. Got warped to a white void. So, I spun in place to teleport. I end up in my home's lounge, hovering in mid-air. I thought of shrinking myself, but it wouldn't of been much fun without anyone else around. So, I called my guide, E, uttering her name various times, but got too anxious when there weren't any immediate results. As I looked around, I spotted various dark-haired women mulling about. One was attending a baby, while two or three others were watching TV in the living room. It was too blurry to identify either of them as my guide, not that I sensed her presence to begin with.

      Best preoccupy myself. I turned towards the door, then charged a yellow aura around me. With this increased vigor, I tried blasting off through door, but could only fly at about running speed. Still, I phased through without a problem. I ended up outside in an unknown urban environment.
      Forgot what else occurred. It took about a minute or so before the dream ended.

      Updated 03-29-2018 at 03:10 AM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , lucid
    8. Log 1062 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 11

      by , 03-27-2018 at 11:11 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 27 March 2018

      Got a WILD/DEILD loop to note. There were other dreams, but I can't recall much of them

      Scrap Group 1
      False awakening in the living room of large unknown house during the dead of night. The walls were of dark coloration, while the place was arranged as a wide bedroom.

      Shopping at a supermarket. It was poorly lit inside, and there wasn't many people around. Felt kinda ominous. Later, I go outside to a forest. I cross a wooden bridge over a stream, then float back over the water to where I came from, but barely made it across.

      Meditated for a while during a WBTB. It took some time to get comfortable enough to sleep.

      Dream 1 - Log 1062 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 11

      Scene 1 - Heavy Awakening
      WILD transition in bed. I felt very weak, and could barely sit up. Woke up soon afterwards. Pretty sure I DEILDed into similar experiences. DEILD back in.

      Scene 2 - Stumble Out and Back
      In bed again. I stumbled outside the house with my eyes mostly shut. Got disoriented, and I woke up again. DEILD.

      Scene 3 - Need More Than Words
      Back in bed. I start shaking my hands, then try spinning, though I found it especially strenuous to do either. Then, I called out for clarity and light. I kept chanting as such, though quieted down, just in case I was actually sounding as such IRL. Warp. I found myself laying in a bathtub. While struggling to get up, the dream dissipated. Quite sure there were other related DEILDs. Another DEILD.

      Scene 4 - Dizzy Warp
      In bed yet again. I spin to teleport. Warp. I found myself outside in an urban environment. I felt too dizzy to remember much, not to mention to keep anchored. Woke up again. DEILD.

      Scene 5 - Eye Hole

      In bed. I rub my hands thoroughly with my eyes closed. Soon, a single point of light appeared. On the other side was a closed eye with long lashes. It opened up, revealing that it was hollow inside. The cavity expands, and I'm dragged into this cavern of flesh. Got too startled to hold the dream. Still, I could DEILD once more.

      Scene 6 - Perspective Disorder
      In bed. I spin around to teleport, while also shaking and rubbing my hands. Warp. I found myself in a courtyard within a building complex. Orange pillars held up canopies over the numerous walkways. There was a painter recoloring various constructions. Soon, Det. Briscoe and Green from Law and Order showed up to apprehend the guy, and quipped on his supposed shoddy handiwork. Several other folk passed by. Perspective got completely jumbled, where each person's size depended on how far or close they were in sight. I almost got squashed by a woman going past me, and actively avoided others to prevent such a thing from repeating. I got too disoriented to keep this up. The dream collapsed soon afterwards.

      Updated 03-28-2018 at 02:58 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    9. Log 1059 - Phantoms and Feasts and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 03-25-2018 at 02:47 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 24 March 2018

      Scrap Group 1
      Modding Dwarf Fortress.

      Several WBTBs, during which I meditated. This allowed for very present dreams, just not lucid ones.

      Dream 1 - Telekinesis Treats

      The visuals were clear. I was working at my old job at the gas station. My former bosses and quite a few co-workers were there. That almost tipped me off to the state, but just almost. It did at least explain why I thoughtlessly practiced telekinesis to stock various things. This included hot food items, many of which were a lot more elaborate foods than you'd find in the place, including shish-kebabs. The dream ended shortly afterwards.

      Dream 2 - Phantoms and Feasts


      The visuals were a a bit dim. I was in a large basement, probably from an apartment building. Soon, dozens of spirits creeped out of the dark corners of the room, making nuisances of themselves, if not outright attacking. Of them, I could identify various kinds of fairies, and several Arachne (half women, half spiders) . An HUD revealed elemental variants of these creatures (ie Electric Fairy). Access to ritual magic allowed me to banish the sprites, and, depending on their species, to either bind or bargain with them. Those that would negotiate usually made requests of exorcising other spirits, especially those they disliked or were not of their own kind. I only took agreements which would have marks that were already hostile. Binds were more direct, but took a good deal of time to get in place.

      As the number of invasive spirits diminished, a figure descended from the stairs, the ghost of a dark skinned woman with long, black hair. She was named after a famous alchemist (Paracelsus, I think), and, I sensed, was a powerful conjurer in her own right. This ghost was a bind-able, but, with all the other lingering spirits, it would've been unwise to try such at the moment. I then "recalled" just being there to finish some laundry. So, I requested a "time out", and bade the sprites come back after I finished my chores. Humorously, they abided.

      I headed to the laundry area, which itself lead to a hallway. There, I spotted my sister, Almira, conversing with uncle Otto on a wireless home phone. She got bored of that, and passed the phone to me. My uncle asked of a party that was apparently going on there, particularly if there were any leftovers. He was still considering going there, given the long ride from central New Jersey to the Bronx (where I felt I was at the time). I guessed there might've been rice and peas, and maybe some cold food items. Still, I decided to verify.

      Soon, I arrived in an outdoor dining area, the place arranged into a fancy banquet. Whole tables were occupied entirely with many-tiered platters of meats, of which included beef slices, Peking duck, and roast goat. There were also trays of pasties and fancy snack items which could be identified.

      Unfortunately, before I could try anything, the dream ended.
    10. Log 1058 - Vehicle Hazard Scraps

      by , 03-24-2018 at 03:16 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 23 March 2018

      Was kinda KO'd this time. I did try a few meditation attempts, but drifted each time off.

      Scrap Group 1

      Driving around the city. My brother, Deo, was there. We go through a tunnel to merge in the highway, only to find a pile up of rubble and vehicles blocking the way. We could somehow clear a decent portion of it, lifting whole vehicle frames without effort. We could even do the same with our own vehicle, which felt like foam. But then, an entire demoloshed car tumbles down, and smacks Deo on his head. He was still standing, but bleeding badly, and requested an ambulance.

      Driving around in a highway in a large van or minibus. Deo and several unknown people were there. Some lady in a coupe almost bumps into me. I likewise almost bumped into several people ahead of me.

      Updated 03-24-2018 at 03:43 AM by 89930

      Categories
      dream fragment
    11. Log 1057 - World-Wind and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 03-23-2018 at 03:38 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 22 March 2018

      Dream 1 - Eddie's Got My Back

      Scene 1 - Family Party What Stuff Just Happens
      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was at the lot near my home during twilight. There was a birthday party going, of which close and distant relatives were guests. Later on, I go into a neighbor's house, where I float around for a bit. Inside, I find my cousin Elliot playing video games in the basement (as if there's basements here...). There's some talk of various media. Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - Forbidden Beast at School
      The visuals were dim. I was seated in a poorly lit classroom. Must've gone in too early, as there wasn't many people around. As I waited, I summoned the Forbidden Beast Eddie, where I had him transform into a drill, then a buzzsaw. An Indian guy got curious, too curious, as he repeatedly put himself in harm's way, despite my warnings. Unknown transition.

      Scene 3 - Kong Arcade
      The visuals were brighter. I was at an arcade. There were various Donkey Kong games there. For some reason, I thought this was a trigger for an RC, though I still ignored as much. Anyway, one of these was a multiplayer arena game, where a team of Kongs were to climb a giant coconut tree as high as possible before Mario chopped the tree down. Unknown transition.

      Scene 4 - Forbidden Doctor Intrigue
      The visuals were clear. I was at a hospital, waiting in a lobby, no doubt visiting an infirm relative. While going through a hallway, I spot mom. I blurted of being hungry, prompting mom to go out of her way to go through some "food scheduling service" in the hospital. She was highly misinformed. Turned out, I got registered to a room. Before I could say anything, a stretcher had already been prepared for me. I tried clearing this up with a doctor, a balding guy with glasses. The man got furious, and refused to take no for an answer.

      We took our conversation to a darkened recovery room. Inside, several other doctors were waiting, one an Indian man, and the other a middle aged woman with auburn hair, both of which were reclining on beds. We argued for minutes without arriving at a consensus.

      At the end of it, the doctors exposed a bit of intrigue. Apparently, the three were mass-booking patients at their hospital for government funding, all so that they could afford some fancy vacation. They then mentioned having access to, and being the recipients of, the latest in bionics and gene therapy, saying as such with uncanny coordination. Figured there was no way they'd let me go now. Suddenly, the three twisted into nightmarish, hulking forms. As they morphed, I silently called Eddie via finger gestures. Light steadily escaped the room. At my command, the Forbidden Beast sprung out as a row of long spikes, instantly tearing the monstrous doctors to shreds.

      I then immediately woke up. There were lingering thoughts of my being lucid at some point...

      Scrap Group 1
      WBTB to write down notes and meditate. It took a while to get back to sleep.

      Something of falsely waking up in an unknown home. Pretty sure this transitioned to below.

      Dream 1 - World-Wind

      The visuals started blurred, but became progressively clearer. I was flying out to the ocean during a clear dawn. Lucid from the start.

      I rocket past many different landscapes, neither of which seemed inhabited. Later, I try blasting off to the cosmos. As I left the stratosphere, space suddenly bended around me, and I found myself near the surface of the world (if not a different planet). This was an interesting experience, so I did so purposefully a few more times.

      After that, I stopped by a beachside hotel at a narrow peninsula, the only non-natural site in view. I try throwing the building. But, it felt insubstantial in my hands, and once in the air, it faded out of view. Things felt unstable. Took a moment to concentrate. I then tried smashing a crater in the sand, but that didn't happen. Next, I telekinetically lifted a large clay tile (at least several hundred pounds) from an empty lot, and launched it to the horizon.

      Then, I jumped into the shore, where I attempted to bring a tornado from each hand. Nothing seemed to occur, so I walked away. But soon, from the water's reflection, I saw dark clouds gathering above me. Sure enough, as I glanced back, a twister had suddenly formed. The winds pulled me in, and I got spun to the top of the funnel. Water droplets and dust sprayed on me at mach speed, stinging greatly. Despite any of that, I was completely unharmed. I rode the storm for half a minute, then let it go on its way.

      Things destabilized, and I woke up.

      Scrap Group 2
      False awakening to my sister and mom making some very nasty commentary. I was almost certain this wasn't real, but lingering doubts caused me to wake up, just in case.

      Updated 03-23-2018 at 04:37 PM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment , lucid
    12. Log 1055 - Supermarket and Gas Station Scraps

      by , 03-21-2018 at 02:02 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Bleh.

      Scrap Group 1
      At a supermarket. There's trouble finding an empty cart to haul around. There was a feeling of tension, as if I was there to stock up as a precaution to an incoming disaster.

      Working at a gas station. Some confusion occurred when someone payed inside to use the pumps.

      Another WBTB that was too little, too late.

      Updated 03-21-2018 at 02:04 AM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. Log 1054 - Haunted House Peanut Butter and Carnival Train Scraps

      by , 03-20-2018 at 01:09 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 19 March 2018

      Slept too late to get much done, not that I was concentrating as much as I should've...

      Scrap Group 1
      Living in a haunted locale, a large apartment suite or a one story house. Various mythical spirits were there, including the freybug, which was said to be spawned by the ghost of a dead criminal.

      At home. I scoop up whateer remained of the peanut butter. My younger brother wasn't too happy about that.

      Sonic related dream. The lead character chases an enormous train, of which housed the entire Carnival Night Zone.

      WBTB attempt, but it was a bit late to get result. It took a while before I gave up and called it a day.

      Updated 03-20-2018 at 01:12 AM by 89930

      Categories
      dream fragment
    14. Log 1053 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 2

      by , 03-18-2018 at 01:57 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 18 March 2018

      I was KO'd for practically the whole night. The only full dream I got occurred after dawn, and only because a bout of sleeplessness at the time made it somewhat easy to get an unintended WILD.

      Scrap Group 1
      Playing the Demon roguelike. The Chindi group in Tower 1 1/2 are giving me a hard time, as usual.

      WBTB at 5AM. Took an hour before I could get back to sleep.

      Dream 1 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 2

      Scene 1 - Whoops, Almost Lost It For a Second There
      WILD transition. The visuals were a bit blurred. I was riding around in an urban environment during daytime. Various family members were there. I waited out a transition, only to lose lucidity. We looked around for a place to eat. There was a Hatian seafood restaurant that looked interesting, as did a Chinese place. I regained lucidity when I noticed how narrow the sidewalks were. Things soon collapsed. DEILD transition.


      Scene 2 - Where Are Those Competitors?
      The visuals were erratic, fluctuating between clear and blurred. I was in the lobby of a large structure, mostly empty of decorations and furniture. Lucid. I flew around the room, then rocketed down a very long hallway in less than a second. Along the way, I passed a large screen TV, though it didn't seem there was anything interesting on.

      Got bored. I decided to look for competitors. I spun around, intending to warp right to such a figure. Instead, things collapsed into a grey void. Spin to stabilize/bring a new environment, then for the original purpose. Amusingly, unless I directed otherwise, my head remained in place as my body spun around. Kinda disturbing, too, whenever I dared to see my body actually doing such.

      Another place phased in view, of which had a bunch of soldiers lounging around. A barracks, maybe? I kinda 'overspun', though, and couldn't stay anchored there for long.

      Then, I was floating in a nebula, stars faintly visible past the interstellar cloud. Was I close to my original goal? I flew around for a minute, seeking any signs of life, but there didn't seem to be anyone around.

      Unwitting warp back to that first building (or a place like it). There seemed to be people around, though they appeared to be in too much of a hurry to speak with. I tried phasing through an orange door, but couldn't, and in fact, got slammed backwards when it somehow opened all its own. I then attempted to phase through a white wall, with similar results.

      Things destabilized, and I woke up for good.

      Updated 03-18-2018 at 02:24 PM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    15. Log 1052 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 1

      by , 03-17-2018 at 04:29 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 17 March 201

      Well, sleep wasn't very comfortable this time around. Still, I managed a decent haul, somehow.

      Scrap Group 1
      Repeated dream. A portal formed, of which supposedly led to others' dreams. I refused to go in, not until I had some unknown object at hand.

      Something about that Bunk'd show my nephew keeps watching. One of the campers has a nightmare where they and several bunkmates get shrunken in a field. They're very fearful of getting stepped on.

      Vaguely remembered getting thrown into and floating around in a chaotic world. Where it lacked in gravity, it was filled with random objects. This leads to below.

      Dream 1 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 1 - Part 1

      Scene 1 - Who's That Glowing Guy?
      False awakening in bed. Got lucid. I was too weak to get up, so I crawled around the place on my back, while repeatedly calling out for a transition. This FA repeated a few times, with some variations, one of which had something that somehow reminded me of BlazBlue. In the final instance, a being appeared, a glowing, faceless man. When asked, he acknowledged my previous request.

      Scene 2 - Mercy As a Thief Deserves
      The visuals were mostly clear. I was working in a convenience store, urban streets visible under daylight outside. Dad was there, supposedly joint owner of the place along with some unknown guy of his age. Lost lucidity.

      Later on, a bunch of young guys made their way to the alcohol, neither of which appeared past their teens. How suspicious. As the majority of them approached the counter, I spotted one sneaking out the door with a 4-pack. This PO'd me fierce, and yet, I somehow got aware. Still, I wasn't gonna let that slide. So I followed the punk. Then, I kicked the thief up a dozen feet in the air, jumped up after him, and slammed him head-first into the pavement, collapsing his skull into bloody paste. When I returned to the store, I glanced back outside, where I saw another guy freeze in horror at the sight of his dead friend.

      Back inside. I kinda lost myself to the plot. Behind the counter were various bakery items, particularly several kinds of cheese danishes (including strawberry). Afterwards, a long line formed. I asked twice where the second register was, and was told twice that there wasn't any. Soon got lucid again. I phased through the counter, then floated around the aisles.

      Things collapsed. Brief awakening. DEILD transition.

      Scene 3 - 'Is It a Boys or a Goils?'
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was entering home along with my brother, Leopold. Got lucid seconds later. We walk into the downstairs bedroom, when we spot an entire tiny world forming in the darkness, projected as if from AR. Interestingly, the environment and characters appeared drawn in the style of the original, SNES Tales of Phantasia.

      My brother and I took control of the heroes, two of which had a passing resemblance to Cress and Mint. While exploring a cave, we encountered an angel, a ridiculously androgynous figure wearing nothing but white straps. He'd identified himself with male pronouns, yet me and the others repeatedly asked if that was the case, to the point of becoming a gag. Ignoring such, the angel challenged the group to a fight, where he'd summoned a horde of fiery humanoids to assist him. A well timed rush quickly took the boss down.

      After the battle, the angel granted us a choice of reward: one of four collections of rough gemstones. Contrasting the game, these gems were life-sized, physical items. I settled on taking the group with rough diamonds, even if it was the smallest assortment. Before the angel left, I frivolously asked once more whether he was actually a 'he'. Again, no further response.

      Don't recall how this ends. Quite sure there was more.

      Scrap Group 2
      WBTB. Stayed up to write notes. Took an hour to get to sleep.

      Numerous forgotten scenes. I know many included music transitions , and some lucid portions, before cutting to below.

      Dream 2 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 1 - Part 2

      Scene 1 - Moonbeam Woman
      The visuals were dim. I was at home, going out to the backyard during a cold, moonlit night. Got aware seconds later. I focused the light into a wide-angled energy beam, pummeling the ground with a low roar. Just then, a shining figure stepped out of the pale light, a woman, her form and clothes glowing as the moon itself. She glanced around the area. Confounded, I questioned her presence. The woman started at me momentarily, then vanished. Transition.

      Scene 2 - Gravity Prank
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I falsely awaken on a couch, asleep in the living room of an unknown apartment. Several more FA's before I got up. I soon found my nephew, Tommy and Leopold watching Steven Universe on a nearby CRT TV. On screen, the title character, Peridot, and several others were repairing a roof. Someone breaks into a song. This prompts a complaint from Tommy and Leopold on how much the characters sing in that show, and puzzlement as to why any of used to even watch it in the first place.

      Got lucid, but I sensed the dream was nearly over. As a finale, I formed a glowing circle under Leopold, and yelled "Reverse Gravity!" My brother was immediately flung to the ceiling, then dropped down. That first 'thud' had me genuinely rofling.

      Various unknown transitions. One of these had me watching a recently viewed episode of Law and Order. Another cut.

      Scene 3 - Boarding House Morning Routine
      The visuals were blurred. I falsely awaken in another unknown large house, what I believed was a boarding home and/or school. I drifted in an out of 'sleep' before I finally got up. I went down a long hallway and to the restroom, unconcerned on being dressed only in bedclothes. It was a mess in there, the floor stained with muddy water and littered with damp paper towels. I floated over the floor to the nearest sink, when I get aware. Still, I just followed the plot of continuing with morning routines. It took some getting used to reaching for things while keeping a steady flight.

      Various more FA's occurred in the same place. Some I tried sleeping off, while in the lucid portions, I tried waking up to keep what I could of this dream in memory. This cycled until I awakened proper.

      Updated 03-17-2018 at 08:49 PM by 89930 (WBTB notice)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
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