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    1. Log 1088 - Dark and Light Dream Series and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 04-23-2018 at 03:18 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 22 April 2018

      Got a few LDs to note today. There's some important details that have been lost while I was recalling some of these.

      Dream 1 - Dark and Light Dream Series

      Scene 1 - Something's Up with f.lux
      The visuals were blurred. I falsely awaken in bed. As a housemate was supposedly up and about, I assumed it was already morning. Disappointed, I get up to write notes in my laptop. Noticed f.lux wasn't running, which did raise suspicions a bit. Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - Fell Serenity
      The visuals were blurred. Another false awakening in bed, only with lucidity. I felt tired, so I waited for a transition. Suddenly, a strange being appears from below, a rather tall demoness, her skin alabaster and hair slate. She takes me on her lap, then held me in an embrace. This felt quite serene... well, until she started biting down on my throat. It wasn't painful, but still kinda distracting, if oddly comforting.

      I try keeping focused for the next two minutes, but eventually drift off. Unknown transition.

      Scene 3 - Brief Mall Assault
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in a busy mall. I float around all over the place, passing a bathroom, then entering a parking lot. There, I was ambushed a hostile (unknown, likely forgotten). To retaliate, I rained down a bunch of energy beams, all while floating well away from their reach.

      Unknown transition. There was a brief scene about a video game review. Then, another transition.

      Scene 4 - Aura of Light and Dark
      The visuals were dimmer. I was in the living room of an unknown apartment of small home, the constructions made of dark wood. Got lucid again, somehow. To anchor myself, I charge an aura. This seemed to require a lot more effort than usual, up to forcing it out through tensing up and screaming. Initially yellow in color, I then willed the aura into a purple color, all to see my 'dark side'.

      Things deteriorated. I woke up briefly, then DEILDed into another scene.

      Scene 5 - April 2018 TOTM Bonus Task and Some Other Stuff
      The visuals were slightly blurred, but got clearer with time. Another false awakening, with lucidity from the start. I walked out the front door, then launched myself to the cloudy dawn sky above. Along the way, I made repeated utterances for time to dilate, with inconclusive results. Things deteriorate into an overcast void while I was crossing through a nimbus. I hurried my ascension, before finally, I made it up to the blue.

      Far below, and partially obscured from the clouds, was a large tropical island. Certain patterns could be made in areas bare of foliage, but I couldn't make sense of it. I think to explore there, but hesitated when I remembered not getting a TOTM done in a while. Of the tasks, I could only recall synesthesia. So, I point to the clouds, and 'sap' the white color out of them, so to speak. I then drink the resulting inky light. Well, part of it, anyway, as it tasted unbearably iron-y and bitter, probably even toxic.

      I ignore the island in favor of a personal task: finding the Backyard. Thought the best place to look was up in space. I tried flying higher up. But, upon reaching the stratosphere, I was barred from going further by an unseen force. Repeated tries at crashing through proved ineffective. Such frustration went on until I woke up and out of the dream loop.

      Dream 2 - At The Backyard's Entrance?

      The visuals were quite dim and blurred. I was standing at my backyard during the dead of night. The ground was bare of the usual decorative stones and plant life, replaced with drab earth. All of such made me quickly realize the dream.

      Again, I tried taking off into space. I managed a hundred stories in a single bound, but found it exceedingly difficult to stay aloft. So, I then boosted my launch with silvery energy beams. Although I could sustain these projectile, they didn't seem to get me any higher, at best just slowing my subsequent descents. Still, I kept at it. In time, I 'bounced' higher and higher with each jump. Eventually, I also added my shooting energy from my feet. This gave just the right push to finally blast off.

      Ah, sailing the cosmos again, going at such speed to pass by stars in seconds. It's always a wondrous experience. But, I was too preoccupied to appreciate the sight for long. After a bit of searching, I spotted an unusual object, what appeared as a giant, golden holographic clock. Various hoops were aligned around its circumfrances, possibly more clocks in their own right. Was this what I was looking for? I made my way towards it, but oddly, I couldn't get any closer. I even tried flying backwards, to no effect.

      Kinda lost focus from that point. Unknown transition. Some non-lucid scene with clips of a supposed new Mortal Kombat game, of which had Sol Badguy (known only as Mr. Badguy) as a playable character. Don't recall anything else until I woke up.

      Updated 04-23-2018 at 03:30 AM by 89930 (spell correction; color coding)

      lucid , non-lucid
    2. 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

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    3. 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

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. 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

      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    5. 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

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Log 1064 - Crow Castle Flight

      by , 03-30-2018 at 01:08 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 29 March 2018

      Just got one (fairly long) dream to note.

      WBTB where I meditated for a bit.

      Dream 1 - Crow Castle Flight

      Scene 1 - Airport Drive Argument
      The visuals were clear. I was going for a scenic ride down a seaside bridge with my brothers during late afternoon. Apparrently, we were going to the airport for a trip. We later argue about the correct departure time for each of our flight (at least one was booked differently than the others). Unknown cut.

      Scene 2 - Tien in the Cafeteria
      The visuals were a bit blurrier. I was in a Hispanic cafeteria. Seems I arrived after a big rush, as there wasn't much of a selection, just fried plantains, yellow rice, and some overdone chicken. Even so, when I was called up by the serving lady, I suddenly froze up. Furthermore, I inexplicably transformed into Tien from Dragon Ball Z. After thinking it over for far too long, I do eventually decide on things, only to "remember" my need to save money for the trip. As much as it shamed me, I scurried away after claiming that I needed more change. Unknown transition.

      Scene 3 - Snowed Crow
      The visuals were dimmer. I was trekking through a frozen mountainside during a terrible snowstorm. At its peak, I stumbled upon an old gothic castle, long worn and abandoned. With the weather as it was, I snuck inside. The only available light was what little seeped in from the sun. Contrasting the exterior, the constructions and available furniture inside was actually in state, if a bit dusty.

      Just then, I heard shuffling somewhere nearby. I dreaded running afoul with the inhabitants. So, I hurried away from the noise, ending up within a small bookroom or office. There wasn't much space to hide there. As such, I took the forms of various small critters, before settling into the shape of a crow. I hid under a chair, but after five minutes, it appeared no one was even looking for me, if there was anyone else at all. Still, I decided to keep this form, just in case.

      Through a glance, I spotted some wooden window shutters over a table nearby. It took quite a bit of effort and time, but I managed get them open. The sky had since calmed into a bright clear day. Joyfully, I flew as high and far away from the castle as possible. I also thought of skipping the plane ride entirely to go by wing (literally), before remembering how much faster passenger jets are compared to a small bird. Unknown transition.

      Scene 4 - Crow Force
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in the living room of an apartment. I was still a crow, wildly fluttering all around the place. There was a big collection of familiar people there, including whom I assumed was my friend, Dustin. Later on, the whole lot of them began singing the Broforce theme. I sung along with them, though wasn't always on pitch given both my form and being on the wing.

      The dream collapsed soon afterwards.

      Updated 03-30-2018 at 01:45 AM by 89930

    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

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    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

      false awakening , dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    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 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

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

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

      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

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    12. 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

      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    13. 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)

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    14. Log 1044 - I m a Bug Guy and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 03-10-2018 at 01:20 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got a long dream and a WILD/DEILD loop to note.

      Dream 1 - I'm a Bug Guy

      The visuals were mostly clear. I was walking around the corridors of a highschool as a student, hurrying, as I was almost late for my first class. On arriving, I found it was a small classroom run by a blonde haired, bespectacled woman in her late 30's. Think this was a math course, one of several I had in addition to precalculus and algebra.

      Timeskip later. I spent a while in a science class, where I felt I'd poor grades. Another timeskip, where I was returning to the math class. But now, I was undoubtedly tardy by at least 15 minutes. I rushed near the classroom, then hid behind the door. After pondering it over, I "recalled" having shapeshifting powers, and thought to use this to sneak in and alter the log book. So, I tried shrinking down to the size of a mayfly, only to actually become a mayfly. Furthermore, my viewpoint fluctuated, switching from third person and from my current body's perspective within seconds. This distortion gave me semi-lucidity, just aware enough to know I could get away with just about anything.

      Anyway, I flew inside, where I immediately bothered the teacher, buzzing near her ear and bumping onto her shoulder. She flailed around clumsily, only to get lucky and actually take hold of me. Given her weary smile, I could tell she's already dealt with such mischief from me before. The teacher tightens her grip just enough for me to feel pain, all while she finishes some paperwork. In response, I change into a gnat, then slip through her fingers, though I suspected she wanted as much.

      I fly to my desk, where I go on and pester others. This time, I targeted two girls adjacent to my desk, both in conversation. One had dark brown hair, the other light brown, and both appeared well past high school age. I changed back into a mayfly, and proceeded as before. However, the two were less tolerant of my antics. As soon as one of them managed to catch me, she dashed me under her desk, flattening me to a pulp.

      That wasn't very sporting. I rewound time, and asserted that I was invincible. Now, instead of getting squished, I was simply stunned momentarily. I then went right on bothering the two. The girls eventually relented, and made a game of seeing who could catch and keep hold of me the longest. Such fancy went on for minutes.

      Another timeskip. Something about being in the cafeteria, talking to a familiar figure, and video game references. Cut again later to the hallways. I spotted my brother, Harvey, seated on the floor, whom I assumed was enrolled under extraordinary circumstances (as was I, no doubt). He was finishing a group project, which just seemed to be a simple pre-school coloring assignment scribbled entirely in orange crayon.

      Soon, the math teacher appeared. I followed her to ask her a few things about the course. Then, when she wasn't looking, I shrunk myself down to an inch high. She wasn't at all fooled, though, as she quickly spotted me, scooped me up, then placed me on her shoulder. In any case, we continued along, chit-chatting amicably while she completed her various chores.

      I woke up minutes later.

      Dream 2 - Slippery WILD Loop

      Scene 1 - Reanchored From Flight
      WILD transition in bed. I float out the door while focusing on gravity. Things destabilized seconds later. Brief awakening into DEILD.

      Scene 2 - Briefly In Another Wooden Home
      Transition in bed. I began rubbing my hands and spinning in place, upon which I quickly wound up in the void. Took about a minute before a scene began forming. I then found myself in an unknown home, a place constructed entirely of wood, dim light providing visibility. I floated around the place momentarily, only for things to warp. Cue another brief awakening.

      Scene 3 - Invisible Sensuality
      Transition in bed yet again. After rubbing my hands, I imagined my guide, E, nearby. Just then, I was toppled and caressed by an invisible entity, certainly, a partial form of my guide. I kinda lost myself to emotion. A minute later, I briefly woke up yet again.

      Scene 4 - A Glimpse of Angel Island
      Yet another transition in bed, where I rubbed hands once more. Then, I imagined being in Sky Sanctuary Zone from Sonic 3 & Knuckles. The namesake theme song began playing. A video then formed, depicting the intro sequence from Sonic 3 in which Sonic and Tails are flying their plane to Angel Island. The screen then locked on the island's shores as the others disappeared. I try forcing myself within the environment, and could feel myself forming there. But, things soon destabilized, and I woke up for good.

      Updated 03-10-2018 at 02:03 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid
    15. Log 1036 - To Find a Bad Guy and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 03-02-2018 at 04:01 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 01 March 2018

      I've two LDs and a few other things to note.

      Scrap Group 1
      Playing the Demon roguelike. I kept stumbling into an annoying pack of quick dark element enemies in the late game. One of said group had pre-fused demons with physical resistances. I take advantage of their link to keep from getting overwhelmed.

      At a beach during a grey day. I got into a kickboxing fight with a bully (though I can't deny having part in escalating things into such). Previously, I talked a good game. But once the battle started, I soon realized I was way in over my head. Not only did my opponent outreach me, he also had a lot more stamina. The others around there agreed I'd no hope of winning. Brief interlude, then round 2. In desperation, I started with a jumping knee, and tagged the guy right in the chin, stunning him. The bully lost his nerve, and made a predictable charge. I responded with another jumping knee, flustering him further. Transition somehow to below.

      Dream 1 - Video Game City Ruins

      The visuals were mostly clear. I was passing through a seaside walkway during a violet sunset. In the distance was a vast metropolis. But, unlike the rest of the environment, it was depicted in colorful 16-bit graphics. This reminded me of Streets of Rage. I was enthralled at the glittering sight, and by nostalgia... until I noticed that half the city was in ruins, on fire, and billowing with green, toxic vapors. This jumpstarted lucidity. Hand rub. I elected to just look around, and noticed my brother, Darnell, nearby, to whom I spoke about the somewhat familiar view. When I glanced back, the city had vanished. Things destabilized, and the dream ended.

      Scrap Group 2
      In the bathroom. Something was wrong with my head.

      Dream 2 - To Find a Bad Guy

      Dreamlets transitioned to a dream. The visuals started blurred. I was in a non-descript room with a wide screen TV, glancing at that Bible novella mom keeps watching. Got lucid a minute in. On an impulse, I tried entering the screen to fight the bad guys, but couldn't. Still, I tried attacking regardless. This seemed to have effects on the other side, if delayed, and with some occasional freezing.

      Warp to the void. I continued shadowboxing, and also spun in place, until a scene formed. I found myself riding around town during daytime. My family (or whom I presumed as such) were with me. Anyway, I had the driver seek out those aforementioned villains. Before long, we stumbled into a withering crop field, and then, an arid desert. A setting not unlike that show above.

      Things hazed up into a brown void. Once the visuals clarified, I was surprised to find myself within the razor-teethed maw of a gigantic creature. The instant it opened its mouth, I rocketed out, and ended up in deep space. I glanced back to see that the beast was a granite-brown, worm-like alien. It chased me momentarily, though it had no chance of catching up.

      As I got further, I noticed an even larger and far more dangerous being behind the worm: a colossal, cackling Kid Buu from Dragon Ball Z. I dived down, and suddenly landed on Earth in the middle of a city. Buu, however, was fast approaching. In haste, I powered up, and shot a huge ki-blast at the demon. Despite my skepticism, this somehow vaporized him in one shot. Still, I considered his regenerating. So, I whirled my hands, from which I formed a great tornado to vaccuum his remains. I then tried finding a container to keep him sealed. But, the dream warped, and I stirred awake.

      Updated 03-03-2018 at 04:15 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
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