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    1. Fast food faux pas and penthouse drama

      by , 03-04-2024 at 08:17 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Dream 1: 12:00am - 4:30am

      Going through the drive-thru

      I’m going through a McDonalds drive-thru with some unknown friends. The driver pulls up enough that my window is lined up with the drive-thru window. I open the door and take the bags that are handed to me by a woman. I don’t know what I say to her but she misconstrues it as me asking for a free espresso which is part of some event going on. She looks at me like ‘really?’ and begins pouring an espresso, and then added whip cream to the top of it - all without taking her eyes off me or changing her expression.

      I feel bad about this for some reason and clumsily ask her “Uh, would you like anything?” (lol). She says she doesn’t drink coffee.


      To the party

      Some time passes and my friends and I arrive at our destination which is a fancy penthouse party. Everyone is dressed nicely and there are celebrities here. I get the vibe it’s some sort of award show after party, the atmosphere is relaxed and upbeat.

      I look at a man and I’m instantly transported to when he took his video that he submitted to compete in the event that led up to this party.

      It’s just him and one man filming him out in the wilderness, the ground and trees are covered in snow, it feels like it could be in Alaska. The man being filmed is a rapper, he has no shirt on and is only wearing shorts, his body is covered in tattoo’s and scarification tattoos. He has dark sclera contact lenses in and has heavy body modifications, his nostrils are removed and his upper lip is scarred and unusual. (This guy was influenced from a similar guy I’ve seen online recently)

      He’s rapping and the more I hear the more I don’t like him. The camera view changes - the view is now of the camera resting slightly sideways on the ground so that the snow on the ground takes up a lot of the view, and laying on the ground in front of it is the rapper's face. His eyes are wide open staring off to the sky as if he’s dead - his rapping continues over this shot. Very close to the camera are several rectangular pieces of his tattoo’d flesh that were removed, the blood lightly soaking into the top layer of the snow. The track title to the current song appeared in the bottom left hand corner of the screen, “redacted in on the loser”

      My presence is transported back into the party and now I see this man in a new light, he looks so different now in his dark suit. I turn my view and I see a Scottish looking man and again my presence goes to the video he produced. He was being recorded in a gymnasium, he was a top athlete in a rugby style game. Right before he began speaking I got the dream knowledge that he was the world's fastest speaker. Along with his accent and speed, I had no clue what he was saying. I think he had really long hair on the back of his calves too.

      I’m transported back to the event and there’s a commotion going on by the front door so I head over. Apparently an uninvited woman is trying to persuade her way in, the guy that was at the door asked me to watch it as he left to get someone. I begin having a conversation with the woman, she has black hair and vivid blue eyes and she’s absolutely beautiful. She’s saying that all I have to do is find a man named Eric here and he will vouch for her. I’m not really sure what the situation is and I know the other guy will come back soon so I just say let’s wait for him to come back and we’ll sort this out. We ended up joking around, laughing and flirting a lot.


      The suspension bridge

      I’m now hiking and crossing a suspension bridge up in some PNW mountains, as I cross it the vibrations dislodge some baseball sized rocks on the other side of the bridge which fall a great way down and just barely miss a man’s head. This really unsettles me.


      I performed several cycles of SSILD before drifting off to sleep again.


      Dream 2 5:00am - 8:00am

      To the cupcake place

      I'm out with some friends, we enter a 'cupcake restaurant' we're seated at a round table very close to the front door which I’m not too happy about. I head towards the side that is furthest from the door which has a bench but the seats are taken. I take the last seat which has my back right by the door. The tables and chairs are so low that it's really awkward to sit with my long limbs. The register is directly to my left and the hostess there sees me struggling. She apologizes for the awkward setup they have.

      While looking around at the place I absentmindedly grab some sort of cupcake off of my dish and take a bite. I look at my plate and it's full of partially eaten things by whoever was eating here last. The hostess notices this and apologizes profusely but also tries to blame me for sitting where I sat or something. All of these nuisances added up to too much, I stand up and say “you know what, I'm out” - I’m unusually aggravated.


      Hide and seek

      I leave the building and it's raining outside, I'm thinking about where I can go to get something to eat. I'm going back and forth on the ideas of fast food or somewhere nice.

      I'm now walking through a mall, the main walkway passes through a video game sort of store/section. A thin 17-ish year old guy screams at me "YOU!", I look at him and think that he may be autistic or something by the way his voice sounded and the way he looked. His eyes were bloodshot and his veins were standing out on his head.

      He quickly walked towards me and said something like "You took the last one!" And sort of punch/shoved me with both arms. He had so much more strength than he should have had for his size and I stumbled backwards.

      Behind him was what I considered to be his guardian, but he's also young - maybe 19. He's wearing a dark long sleeved shirt with his arms crossed, with a smirk on his face. This guy seems to make sure it’s at a distance but close enough to keep tabs on what’s going on.

      The angry one starts to come at me again and I try to calm him down, I slightly put my arms up with my palms facing him and quickly say "No no no, I didn't take anything!" in a friendly tone. He stops for a moment and looks at me wide-eyed like maybe he made a mistake, but then goes right back at it.

      I decided that the person he's with is possibly setting him on people like this and think it best to avoid the situation. So I start leaving this part of the mall and begin going down winding corridors. I know he's still following me so I sprint for a bit before resuming at a brisk walk.

      A woman is walking in my direction, when I try to walk to one side of the corridor she does the same thing. She's staring at me intently and unblinking - making sure that we're on a collision course. Similar to my last encounter, she has a man trailing her. Right before we collide I side- step to the right and get around her. Once we pass each other she’s immediately out of my mind, as if she was a car on the other side of a highway and now that we’ve left each other's vision we’re on our separate courses.

      I come up to a closed elevator door with someone standing facing it. I notice it's the kid I've been avoiding! I sneak up behind him and pull my fist back before becoming partially lucid. I think to myself 'what am I doing!?' I quietly back up and go around another corner, I end up in a store that must be unoccupied or something, the lights are all off and it's very dark.

      I go in to the right and back up against a small indented part in the wall and sit on the ground, suddenly exhausted. I see a long shadow of a figure from the light pouring in from the entrance on my left. The figure walks over directly to me and it's the kid again, it almost feels like playing a horror game and the killer found me. He’s cracking his knuckles.

      I slowly open my eyes a bit IWL and I'm in a very pleasant sleep paralysis. My whole body is really comfortable and nearly impossible to move, besides my eyes which are also very heavy. I had to choose between waking up and recording my dreams or potentially lucidly return to my dream. I decided on the former.

      Updated 03-04-2024 at 09:30 PM by 106

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    2. MICROWEED, mind and body merging

      by , 03-03-2024 at 11:09 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      I've had a cold the last several days which put a pause on my dream journaling. I’m still not 100% but I made a point to focus on recalling my dreams last night.



      Dream 1

      This was a long dream but I only remember fragments from it that are out of order. I’m sitting in some sort of lobby with a friend seated to my right. There is a door in front of me that goes to a restaurant. In front of the door is a table, there are two identical containers on this table. Their labels are bright and punchy with very large labels that say “MICROWEED”, the letters are made out of very tiny marijuana leaves.

      I announce “MICROWEED!” in a deep voice like I’m a movie voice over guy or something right as two ladies come through the door and block my view of the containers, they look right at me bewildered and confused why I’m saying this to them and then burst out laughing. I laugh too over the absurdity of the whole situation.

      Fragment 1

      I have some sort of metal rod like weapon or something in my right hand and a flint stone in my left. I’m sitting in a van in a seat that is facing the side sliding door which is open. In front of me is a curb and a walkway that goes to the front door of a house. There’s a ‘bodyguard’ at the door, he approaches me as I strike the tip of my metal rod a few times, sharpening it. He hastily approaches me and I approach him, we are simultaneously fighting and having a friendly conversation.

      I jab the rod for his throat which he dodges and grabs the rod and asks “Is that a piece of flint you’ve got there?” I confirm that it is as I struggle to get the rod out of his hands. We talk about the flint and he’s really interested in seeing it as we continue to have this ‘friendly fight’.

      Fragment 2

      I’m talking with either Tami or RacheL at my place. It’s nighttime and someone is approaching the house which is Tami or RacheL, whichever one I’m not speaking with.

      Fragment 3

      I’m in an upscale restaurant speaking with some friends. One of the people we were with stepped out and I grabbed his napkin, something about germs.

      Fragment 4

      I think I’m in the Pennsylvania house, in the end of the hall left room. There is a woman with me and I possess her, my body vanishes and I am controlling her body. I can feel her inside of my mind and she’s excited to see how I react to being in a different person’s body. I go over to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror.

      I was in awe that it worked and how different I was. The body I’m in has strawberry blonde hair and my skin is very fair. It’s so weird looking into my eyes, it was looking into someone else’s eyes yet I was moving them, they were more of a pale blue compared to my own. I pulled my bangs back looking at a forehead that was unfamiliar. The whole experience was just mind blowing and I could feel the woman that I was sharing the body with laughing in our shared mind over feeling how crazy the experience was for me. I leaned forward and kissed the mirror, which I could feel caught my mind companion off guard.

      Fragment 5

      I see my head from a third person perspective. My hair seems to have been shaved off. I notice a small but deep scar on my right temple very close to my eye brow. I lightly massage it to feel if the bone underneath the skin had been deformed from whatever incident caused the scar. As I did this my right eye began twitching uncontrollably. I think ‘so that’s why my eye twitches all of the time!’ - even though it doesn’t IWL.
    3. FPS Gaming

      by , 02-29-2024 at 05:30 AM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Notable substances: 1g Glycine

      I didn't get to try the biphasic/segmented sleep schedule I was going to experiment with, going to save that for another time. In the past two days I tried taking the amino acid Glycine after reading up on how it helps with sleep and increases dreaming for some people. Yesterday I tried 3 grams before bed. I kept waking up in the night with long dreams in mind, but it made me so groggy I didn't have the energy to write them down and forgot them in the morning. It appears to make sleep deeper for me and makes my body heavier feeling than usual after waking up.

      So tonight I tried 1g. This dream was unusually cohesive/tied together for me and vivid, though I had to interrupt my sleep and wake up for the day after only 5 hours of sleep. I'm going to experiment with it more after seeing how kava kava does tonight.


      Dream 1

      I’m using a computer that has two video cards. They’re extended from USB risers from the motherboard and are sitting on my desk to the right and in front of my keyboard. I mess around with finding the best place to put them, their fans are loud and they’re so clunky.

      There’s a guy in the room with me and he recommends that I remove the power supply unit off my desk, which also was extended to fit there by the left of my keyboard. I lower the PSU onto the ground and put the video card in its place which is a better setup, but not ideal.

      The guy with me wants me to play a game that he’s really into, it’s sort of like CS:GO. I try it out, in the first round I spawn with my team of about five people. I don’t like my assault gun out of the gate so I look around on the grassy ground for another one. The guy with me says just go, don’t worry about it. But I spot a bolt action sniper rifle, I go to pick it up but the usual hotkey isn’t working so I try others until one works.

      As I travel onward I see a great valley with my teammates far ahead of me, already almost across to the other side where the enemy is. I climb up a hill near me and begin sniping at the enemies that are engaged with teammates on the other side of the map. I think about the netcode as I lead my shots.
      The polls are now closed-1.jpg

      I injured a few enemies and right as I took one down I’m being fired on from my right side at a very close range. I turn and take out my assault rifle and begin pre-firing as I lock onto the enemy. We both die at the exact same time. The camera pulls out to third person and slowly rotates around our bodies.

      Our team ended up losing, on the scoreboard I played 3rd for my team.

      Round 2 began and now we spawn in a smaller building. I go ahead and just barely see an enemy run into the room in front of me, he hides beside the door. I toss a grenade into the room right as he begins to set up a claymore by the door. The grenade goes off and I get a hit-marker, but no kill. I go into the room and finish that guy off.

      In quick succession I run into a few of the other enemies and take them out. The last one runs by me, he has no shirt on and has a really hairy back. He’s armed with nothing but a crowbar, I think to myself that he’s probably trolling this match. He hides in a locker and shuts the door behind himself.
      The polls are now closed-2.jpg
      Okay so he wasn't quite this hairy!

      After chasing him around a bit I eventually take him down and the match is over. The score screen shows me in first place with 5 kills and all of my teammates have 0. The person that was in the room with me must’ve ran out for a sec as they’re not there, I wait for a moment and they show back up. I show them the score screen and he says “daaaamn!”

      He proceeds to show me that the better you do the better of a reward you get at the end of each day. You’re rewarded with a different color hospital bracelet, depending on how well you do. He then explains that they allow you to enter certain e-sport areas in the game. Most of them are sort of training videos with tips and tricks from famous e-sport players.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , side notes
    4. Soggy Structures to Samurai Ceremonies

      by , 02-26-2024 at 03:47 AM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Supplement update: I'm wrapping up my no-caffine experiment. I've noticed improved sleep and some slight improvements to dream vividness but I think that effect is marginal. What I didn't expect was how much calmer I am off of caffeine and how much less anxiety I have that I didn't even know was there before. Going forward I will probably have caffeine related drinks here and there but I think I'm largely going to stay off of it just from how nice it's been.

      I woke up at about 4:00am naturally after about 4 and a half hours of sleep. I decided I would stay up and sleep again in several hours. I went back to sleep for about an hour and a half at 11:00am but didn't recall any more dreams from this short sleep.

      I'm thinking starting tomorrow I may try waking up after ~4 hours of sleep and then stay up for ~4 hours before getting my last ~4 hours of sleep just to see what it's like with dreaming, a sort of biphasic/segmented sleep pattern. My schedule is flexible these days so why not!



      Dream 1

      I’m in the passenger seat of a truck, some farmer guy is in the driver seat. He’s driving around the fenced perimeter of the property. As we’re driving I daydream (night-daydream? dreamdream?) a vision of pills that I think are Alpha-GPC but they’re modified in some way. When you take them they replace your vision with lighting against a black background, but only for a few seconds then the effect resumes being Alpha-GPC.

      There is a loud compressor that is on. I ‘know’ that it doesn’t belong to us and that we shouldn’t be using it. A cop and some sort of addict show up, my companion stops driving and runs over to the compressor, shutting it off.

      The cop and his companion walk up to me and we exchange some words, not sure what was said but the mood went from tense to neutral.



      Dream 2

      I’m with James and my dad, we are approaching a house that we’re supposed to be inspecting. Dad has no shirt on and his skin is very deeply tanned, he has a mystery scar on his left shoulder blade.

      As we approach the building dad says something about the owner of the house is a 30-ish year nosy guy. I entered the house in a weird way, like the side paneling was peeled back and I ducked under and in.

      Upon entering the building it’s immediately apparent that it’s in bad shape. Everything is covered in a sheen of wetness, the walls are soggy and wooden beams are waterlogged. It’s like nobody has lived in here for a year and the humidity was 100% all the while. I say that it’s too gross in here and that I’m leaving.
      I'm through crying-3.jpg

      Now Dad James and I are approaching three mesh lawn chairs around a camp site on the small farm property from Dream 1. Dad takes the middle seat, James takes the seat on the left - the dream fades as I approach the last remaining seat.
      I'm through crying-1.jpg


      Dream 3

      I am wearing a kimono with a hakama, as are a group of maybe 20 other men. We’re all kneeling facing the same direction in several rows in an open grassy area. They are getting up and going in front of the group to present their swords, one at a time.

      I look down and I have what looks to be a regular katana, unsheathed in my lap. Now a man goes in front of the group and presents his insanely long sword - reminiscent of Sephiroth’s Masamune. He boasts about how none of us wouldn’t even be able to get near him in a fight. I think about how the sword is probably not an advantage at all.

      Updated 02-26-2024 at 03:51 AM by 106

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , side notes
    5. Dashing through the bread

      by , 02-24-2024 at 09:24 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      I keep waking up around the time I would usually set my WBTB alarm for even when it's off now. It felt like it took a long time to get back to sleep after waking up.


      Dream 1

      I’m sprinting directly at a loaf of bread so fast that I somehow cleave it cleanly in half. I repeatedly do this but it seems I do best when I have someone standing about 20ft in front of the bread and then I sprint at them and sort of slingshot around them as if they have a strong gravitational force, which propels me even quicker into the bread.

      There is some sort of party going on as I’m doing this and I learn that this bread-cutting technique I’m doing is called the ‘herb werb’. After learning this I silently repeated under my breath ‘herb werb’, alternating between pronouncing it with and without a silent h.



      Dream 2

      I’m in a large apartment with a lot of my relatives, they were all frantically running around seemingly terrified. I’m in a bedroom, there are two closed doors to leave the room and I begin heading towards one of them.

      When I’m about to reach the door the ghost of my grandma passes through it. She looks grumpy and continues through the room and passes through the other door. I was startled at first but then after seeing her face I said “Oh.. Grandma!” and watched her go on her way.

      I open the door I was originally heading for and head out into a hallway to see everyone running around frantically. I ask Terry what’s going on and she exclaims “It’s grandma, she’s HaUnTiNg us!”.

      I sort of wander around the apartment a bit, it has multiple hallways. I eventually enter a large kitchen with an island table. On one side of the island ghost grandma is sitting on a chair, and all around the other side are the relatives.

      They are all sort of shouting at her things like “Why are you haunting us!”, “Just go back, why are you here?!”. I’m confident that I can at the very least deescalate the situation. As I walk over to the island I say “Hey everyone, let me talk to her for a moment”. They all back up and make room for me to sit across from grandma.

      I ask her “How have you been?”. She seems angry and confused but answers. We begin having a pleasant conversation and her mood is improving. She’s now speaking as if she’s still alive and had not passed away. Then one of the relatives interrupts and asks me very loudly “When are you going to tell her to stop haunting us??” - Which ruins the progress I was making and upsets grandma. Someone else also chimes in “Why are you asking her these questions, she’s dead!”

      The feelings of getting a handle on things but being set back was frustrating.



      Dream 3

      I’m with two annoying men dream characters that I wouldn’t normally associate myself with. They’re both parents and talking about parenting, let’s call them GuyA and GuyB.

      GuyA is talking about how recently he was out shopping and his kids asked him to buy them something. He goes on to say how he began losing his temper with them and was arguing about it but then had a moment of clarity that he was acting like GuyB, and stopped being so hostile with his kids. GuyB seems unphased by this.

      I look around and we’re standing by the doors of an apartment building, but there’s only a small ledge made out of stone that surrounds the building, which drops off to the ocean. I look out at the sea and it’s snowing lightly and dark out. The ocean is churning with huge swells, sometimes almost reaching our ledge.

      I feel dispassionate and flat, I walk around the ledge to one of the other sides of the building and I see a small stretch of highway in the ocean running parallel to the building, it’s supported by 8 or so metal pillars going down into the ocean. It’s probably only about 100 ft long and the road ends abruptly on both sides.

      I point to it and quietly say “Highway here, get your highway here” like one of those old times paper boys. I feel like I said something about ‘magic road’ as well.

      GuyA looks at me, then the ocean highway back and forth several times. As if competing for my attention he begins running towards the ocean and shouts “Oh yeah? Well watch this!” as he leaps into the frigid water.

      He begins comically doing an exaggerated butterfly stroke, every time he comes up for air he looks at me to check if I’m still watching. His clothing and coat seem to be slowing him down. I walk around to another side of the building.



      Dream 4

      I’m sitting on a large stone beach by the ocean, it’s very sunny and beautiful out. There are many little shelled creatures moving around me, about the size of golf balls. I consider how they look like the real life equivalent of enemies from a video game (Ninja Gaiden), even though the correlation didn’t actually make sense.

      Someone says something to me, I look up to see who it is. I feel interrupted.
    6. Experimenting WBTB + LSD

      by , 02-16-2024 at 05:38 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)

      WBTB - 3:30am

      I've been curious what kind of efffect an extremely low dose of LSD would do after a WBTB on dreaming so I gave it a shot tonight. I woke up and took ~2.5 μg of LSD and immediately went back to bed without staying up for more than a few minutes. I quickly felt something in my mind 'turn on' and I realized that even though this was a micro-dose of a micro-dose that it was still going to be enough to probably interrupt my sleep based on what I was feeling.

      It did take a while to fall back asleep so I'm going to try this again in a few days but at one tenth of this dose at ~0.25 μg instead. These dreams were more vivid than usual but at the same time felt sort of interrupted.


      Dream 1

      I'm selling a white car that was previously a cop car. Some people are going to come by to look at it.

      A cop car parks in my driveway and two police get out. They have keys to open the car I'm selling, they get in and try to start it but fail. They don't seem happy and they say they'll be back, they want to take it or impound it or something.

      Then a family came by, a wife, husband and their son. The wife wanted the car so she paid for it and they drove off.

      She ends up texting me something about a bullet hole in the car and that it's not working.

      I drive out and find them, looks like she hit a tree. They're all okay and I ask her about this bullet hole that she mentioned. She says nevermind about that, I end up taking the car off their hands to scrap it.

      Dream 2

      A really emotionally charged dream, no doubt brought on by the LSD.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , side notes
    7. Liminal spaces and sleep paralysis

      by , 02-15-2024 at 04:23 AM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)

      Notable substances: ALCAR/Phosphatidyl Choline in the AM, two alcoholic drinks ~7PM, Galantamine after WBTB 3:30am


      My recall finally felt decent tonight!

      Dream 1

      I’m watching Summit1G parachuting into a match of H1Z1. He’s falling in over a wilderness landscape, heading towards a massive bonfire with another ring of fire around it. As he descends a tracking rocket approaches him and he tries to dodge it as it circles back around over and over again trying to land a strike on him.
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      Now the view is of him on his PC in his room and he spawns pixelated grass around himself in the room. Someone outside the door says something.



      Dream 2

      I’m traveling on a very narrow dirt road going uphill (I think it’s on the same H1Z1 map, but this is a reality setting). It’s a single lane path and there are many people in front and behind me. The road curves around a large white object that resembles an airplane’s fuselage.

      When I’m at the halfway point of driving around this object the corner of my bumper collides with it and I’m comically launched into the air ~100ft. I end up landing way up ahead on the road in the way I was traveling. I reach the end point of this road which is some sort of base camp or small town. There’s another single lane dirt road that goes back the way I came from.
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      There’s a chain link fence separating the roads from the town with a bunch of protesters on the side of the town facing the two roads. The protestors are demanding the option to be able to use either single lane road to travel back on, that it’s their right to have the option to choose whichever road they want to use for travel. There were some officials trying to work this out with them.
      I gotta try this!-2.jpg

      I walk past this and enter a building. There is a long hall in front of me and the ground is tiled like a bathroom, it feels like a liminal space (backrooms). I’m wearing a backpack.
      I gotta try this!-1.jpg

      My right boot feels like it was struck, when I turn around I don’t see anyone or anything that could have struck me.

      I enter a doorway on the right and enter a bathroom, the same tiled floor continues. The first thing I see is a wall with a large mirror and three sinks in front of it. Beneath each sink is a waste bin which I interpret as makeshift urinals here. People are coming and going into the room as I observe this.

      I decide not to use the waste bins so I go deeper into the bathroom, it opens up into a large room. It sort of resembles an office, except the ‘cubicles’ are about half a ft tall and the tiling covers them as well. And where desks would be in these cubicles are toilets.

      I go up to one of these toilets to use and it looks ancient, almost steampunk-esque. I’m suddenly discombobulated and feel drunk. I stumble and my foot ends up in this toilet, which of course is full of crap.

      I take my boot out right away and it’s filthy. As I slowly put my foot back on the ground I notice there’s a lady right beside me kneeling, almost like a nun. She’s ready with a rag for this exact scenario and begins cleaning my boot but I instinctively yank my foot away from her because of how nasty the whole scenario is and how degrading her position feels to me.

      I say to her “Thanks but..” I look to my left and there’s this large, equally ancient looking rusty washing machine and continue “..I’ll just use this washing machine instead!”

      I put my boot inside the washing machine and press down the safety button so the machine thinks the door is closed and turn it on. Water pours over my boot and cleans it.



      Dream 3

      I’m in a bathroom that is the size of an average living room. On the far end there’s a shower, sink and toilet. The tiling on this end extends out to the size of a normal bathroom and then terminates where a wall normally would be.

      Tami’s taking a shower, I notice on the other far end of this room there is a showerhead near the wall, and some tiling around it. But between these two sides is grass. I pop into Tami’s shower and say “I’m gonna make a path so you can go to the other shower!”.

      I take a bunch of towels and make a path from her shower, across the grass and to the other shower. She runs across it and I turn on the shower head that she reached, it must have not been in use for a long time as nasty rusty water came sputtering out. She ran back to the other shower.



      Dream 4

      I’m playing on the original GameBoy. There’s some sort of save option that would normally be reserved for emulators, like a save state. I have to do some complicated menu options to pull this off.



      Dream 5

      I have a new apartment and I’m planning for something. James is jealous for some reason of whatever these plans are. He has the leg of a stool which is chrome metal. It has a piston-like function similar to how office chairs can be adjusted to be lower or higher and he’s making it go up and down.



      WBTB - 3:30am

      I wrote down these previous dreams and then took a Galantamine. It started working too quickly and I couldn’t get back to sleep so I tried to WILD.

      I had one hour of conscious sleep with no events. Then I began hearing sounds, I assumed Tami was waking up but I heard some doors opening and people talking and coming into the house. I took this as what was really happening but this was actually a dream forming.

      I tried to get up to see what was going on but instead was trapped in sleep paralysis. As I strained to get up my hands and feet began tingling really strangely.
      It took a lot of effort but I eventually pulled myself upright, when it dawned on me that Tami was still asleep and it was all just a dream that was beginning to form.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    8. RVs, DV bans, and birthday stares

      by , 02-07-2024 at 06:05 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)

      Notable day substances: No caffeine - was tempted today though.

      I woke up at 3:45 for WBTB, since I've done it many days in a row waking up at this time is really easy now. But I wanted to see how my dreams would differ if I had a full night of sleep tonight so I went right back to sleep (though it took maybe 10mins).



      Dream 1

      I can’t really recall this dream. I only remember that there was an RV that was full of movies. Also I was sitting on a couch with RacheL, I made a funny observation that fell flat.



      Dream 2

      I go to dreamviews, on the landing page it shows a list of recently banned users. I think 'Weird, I've never noticed this before' There's only one name on the list, 'Harlequin'. I think 'what?? What could've Harlequin even done to get banned?' I ponder about how the site has such little activity, over-protection as well doesn't help.



      Dream 3

      I'm in an old strange run down house sleeping against a window. There are glass window panels all around me and there are plants growing through the window, they’re all around me. I'm frustrated and hop off the window sill.

      Linda seems to be here. I leave the house and it's surrounded by sparse woods, mainly open untamed fields.

      Mayan comes by and begins guiding me somewhere. We travel through the woods until we're in a small neatly kept neighborhood.

      The front door to one of the buildings is open, and he takes us through it. We go to the living room, he sits me down on a couch and then he sort of wanders off.

      The furniture is organized in a circle facing inward and every seat is filled, maybe about 17 people or so. Before I sat down they were all laughing and having some sort of party or something. But now they all went silent and are just staring at me.

      I look at each person's face, and I don't recognize anyone*. From what I can tell this is a birthday party, most of them are a bit older - from early to late 40's.

      I apologize for dropping in so randomly and kind of jokingly point out how awkward this is but the tension remains. Very slowly people begin picking up their previous conversations but when I try to connect with the people closest to me everyone would stop again and stare.


      Eventually things were more relaxed. There were two guys off to my right speaking Russian, they were wearing very Russian jogging apparel. I ask them if they speak any German. One of them puts his index finger and thumb very close together and says "some". I responded "Ein bisschen?" (A little?) he responds affirmingly in German with a Russian accent - something I haven’t heard before.

      We have a short conversation in German where I mainly get across that I've been learning it for fun for the past few years.

      I hear tearing from my left, I look over to see one of the guys wearing a party crown opening a present. I ask him if it's his birthday, he says yeah. I say 'lemme guess you're turning.. ' I look at his features, I think 46 but maybe he's closer to 45' someone else says '46?' I respond with 'I was gonna say that too but my guess is 45'. Birthday guy says he's turning 43.

      This went on longer and eventually I got to know more people and it was alright. It was a very vivid dream. Besides feeling super awkward at first it ended up relaxed and boring even.



      * I can still recall most of the faces of the people there really well. Normally I forget the features of dream character's faces pretty quickly.
    9. WILD night

      by , 02-04-2024 at 08:34 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Notable day substances: No caffeine, Decaf, phosphatidyl choline, 5mg Benedryl 7:30pm
      WBTB substances: 6mg Galantamine ~4:00AM

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



      WBTB with Galantamine and WILD

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

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

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

      I had no visuals but I felt like I was sitting on a rollercoaster. I could feel when I was traveling up the tracks and the momentum and speed when I was going downward, I could feel myself lifting out of my seat. This went on for a while and was really fun, it felt very realistic. I also started to get some slight visuals of the track which was going around a ski-lift over and over again.
      Typical "Need girl help"-1.jpg

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

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

      After maybe 10 seconds of this the loading is finished and I’m playing a SNES-style beat em’ up genre game**. It looked like Super Double-Dragon - the very basic track ‘Train Ride’ from this game was playing as well, which I haven’t heard in probably over 10 years.
      Typical "Need girl help"-2.jpg

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

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

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

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

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


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



      Dream 2

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

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

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

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

      JohnF and I both say we wanna see it so he shows us. 'It's not purple at all!' I say upon seeing it, it’s a deep mustard yellow. He says 'oh yeah? Well look at THIS!' He opens it up to reveal a mustache on the hanging loop/tag on the jacket. He takes it off and clips it to his nose, it's a really convincing mustache. We both applaud him.
      Typical "Need girl help"-3.jpg

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



      Dream 3

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

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

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

      This dream just had all around gross vibes.



      Dream 4

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

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

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



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

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

      Updated 02-05-2024 at 02:35 AM by 106

      Tags: wild
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable , side notes
    10. Spongebob and the purple Hulk

      by , 02-03-2024 at 09:40 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Notable day substances: No caffeine. 3.75mg dd @ 9:30am


      Dream 1

      I'm walking with a guy to go on some short trip with him in his truck. He mentions something about having done a burnout recently so the tires might not be that great.

      When we get to his truck the tires are all worn down, but not evenly - it was like just one side of each tire was ground way down.

      After one look at them I said I'm gonna pass on this trip and that the tires are about to blow (I also imagine how bumpy the ride would be).

      The guy says they're not that bad and that we should go. I say sorry but that's a hard pass for me.

      We both repeat where we stand and he starts getting angry. I'm slowly backing up and he reaches for me. I have a tac in my hand and jab it into his forearm, lol.

      He looks at the tiny hole in his arm, then back at me and says 'what's your problem!? '

      The view goes third person looking over the back of his shoulder at me. I'm SpongeBob SquarePants now, I turn around and walk off disappearing into a large coral reef that is on dry land.

      The view zooms into to the guy's face and he's furious, veins throbbing in his temples. He grabs a large canister that has a hose attached to it, he then grabs a friend that has been out of frame the whole time.

      Truck guy says 'let's do this!' He puts the end of the hose about an inch away from his friend's mouth and opens the valve on the canister.

      A thick cloud of heavy purple gas begins bellowing out and into his friend's mouth. He inhales it and it also looks like he's drinking and swallowing it at times.

      His skin begins to turn purple and he begins to grow and transform into a massive purple version of the hulk.
      Typical "Need girl help"-2.jpg

      The purple hulk looks toward the coral reef and the truck guy screams 'get him!!'

      As the purple hulk leaps towards the reef a female reporter begins speaking 'Although where SpongeBob's lives is not known, fans of the show have narrowed it down to an area in Bikini Bottom'

      Eventually the whole reef is stomped flat and the camera switches to a part of the destroyed reef. I (SpongeBob) sit up saying 'I'm fine, I'm a sponge'.
      Typical "Need girl help"-1.jpg



      Dream 2 - fragment

      Tami wanted to try giving me a Mohawk. She finishes and I look in the mirror and see that it's not symmetrical. I point it out and ask if she can fix the one side. She can't see the asymmetry of it.
    11. Mechanical gateways, icebergs, and climbing melancholy hill

      by , 02-02-2024 at 07:51 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Notable day substances: No caffeine (decaf coffee, blech)

      I woke up for WBTB after about 4 hrs of sleep and then stayed up for about 25m. Getting back to sleep was a little slow.


      Dream 1 - Recalled when waking up to WBTB

      Tami and Zoë are studying for upcoming finals or something. Zoë is really struggling with something so I offer her some programming to help. It’s just one line of python code that is totally irrelevant to what she’s doing, something similar to:

      Study = pd.read_csv(‘data/finals.csv’)

      She doesn’t really understand, so I mention that she doesn’t really have to know what it does but just to apply it whenever she’s stuck



      Dream 2 - Recalled when waking up to WBTB

      I’m in an area that can be best described as where the orcs were working underground in Lord of the Rings. Where there’s lots of fire and mud, gears and machines and scaffolding.

      I’m on one of the scaffolds and there is a huge machine in front of me, gears whirring - it’s covered in a thick black oil lubricant which is being splattered everywhere from the mechanical parts moving.

      The center of the largest gear is eye level to me, it has a rectangular aperture that begins to slowly open - revealing its interior.

      But instead of gears and fire and whatever would be expected to be going on inside, it revealed a view of the inside of a Target/Walmart sort of store. The contrast from my dirty, glowing environment to the clean fluorescent lit view of the store was shocking. The rectangular aperture grew until it was just large enough for me to climb through, which I did.
      A quick communist poll-1.jpg


      I was now inside the store and it wasn’t the same as a normal superstore. There were cubicles here and there with people working in them and there were no shoppers. I ‘knew’ that this wasn’t a store for customers but for employees to work, even though there was merchandise everywhere.
      A quick communist poll-2.jpg

      So now I’m sneaking through this place, feeling like I don’t belong here. I run into RacheL and Kevin who are casually walking through one of the main paths. RacheL is happy and in a carefree mood while Kevin seems kind of moody, we seem to talk for a moment.

      I run into RacheL and Kevin who are walking through the store. RacheL is happy and in a carefree mood but Kevin is reserved and broody. We are talking and walking together now.

      We end up finding this long winding 'road' that transcends the store in an upward spiral*. There is no more ceiling, it's night time and the stars speckle the sky. We continue to walk up it.

      I feel kind of happy and free, though I feel nostalgic towards RacheL. I felt melancholy. **



      Dream 3 - Recalled when waking up to WBTB

      Possibly a continuation of the last dream, I'm now in a Jeep with either Bugsy or Bill driving. I feel like Tami/Zoë/RacheL may be there too.

      I'm simultaneously in this car yet also have full vision of a game I'm playing with James. It's like a top down sort of 2D shooter style game.

      The game is high stakes, something bad would happen to us if we lost and something good if we won.

      At one point there are so many enemies around us I mention to James we should switch to area of effect attacks. We seem to be doing pretty well.

      Simultaneously, in the Jeep Bugsy/Bill is drifting around corners and has no clue what he's doing.
      A quick communist poll-3.jpg



      Dream 4

      James, Elisabeth and I are standing on small floating icebergs in the ocean. The beach is nearby behind us and it looks like we hopped from tiny iceberg to iceberg to where we are now.

      Elisabeth is out the farthest on a massive iceberg, James is hopping his way over to her and I'm behind him.

      I'm thinking just how bad it would be if he slipped and fell in the water, which happens on his next jump.

      He swims over to Elisabeth and she pulls him out. I shout over to him saying we have to get out of here ASAP, the exposure is going to kill him. James tried to jump back onto the previous spot he was on but his coordination is all messed up from how cold he is and he ends up back in the water.

      I'm thinking he's almost certainly going to die here. I look around for options and notice there's somehow a chain link fence behind me. It goes all the way back to the shore.

      I grab it and shake it to feel how sturdy it is, feels pretty firm. Then I see a really long wooden rod leaning against it. It's very long and one end is resting on the seafloor.

      James is still trying to get out of the water, I tell him to just swim to me instead which he does.

      I get him to hold onto the iceberg I'm on somehow and then use the rod to push us back to shore pretty fast.

      Elisabeth hopped back and was with us rather quick and then we all went to my car.

      I asked James just how cold the ocean felt when he fell in but he was shaking too violently to answer, I guess that answers that!


      *Reminiscent of my upward spiral platform dream in the void recently.
      **This is all most likely from some news I heard from RacheL the other day.

      Updated 02-02-2024 at 08:31 PM by 106

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. The river spirit

      by , 01-30-2024 at 06:29 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Notable day substances: No form of caffeine



      Dream 1

      I'm standing in the shallow spot of a river.

      I'm holding a 'water piccolo' that is attuned to the river. I jump into a deeper part of the river and the river spirit teleports me way downstream.

      I forget what I do here but I later find myself in the same shallow spot in the river later on.

      I wade down towards the spot where the river becomes deep again and I jump in, again holding the water piccolo. I expect to be teleported, but this time it doesn't happen.

      Instead, I can't control my legs now and I slowly sink to the bottom of the river.

      I gain the dream knowledge that the river spirit decides when it's your time to go, and this was my time.

      Struggling and losing clarity of mind is the default/beginner's way to die, the river spirit tells me. I try to pass in meditation.



      Dream 2 - Fragment

      I receive a package from booky. I open it, it's a VHS on machine learning that I 'left' at his place. It’s in a Blockbuster sort of shell, but it had a different name that began with an S, like Sharp or something.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    13. Cue tips, drill bits, and quiet betrayal

      by , 01-25-2024 at 08:20 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      No recall from last night, going to put down my dreams from the previous night though.


      Dream 1

      I’m in a hospital waiting for a surgery or something. Two nurses begin prepping a ‘surgical pool cue’ for me. I have to hold it and rotate it slowly as they glue round metallic objects on the end of it. There were some technicalities regarding the cue tip as it had to be designed based on a fraction of the measurements of my body, though it just looked like a normal (but metallic) cue tip to me.

      After the surgery I find myself at home and I’m describing to Tami how funny the idea of a ‘surgical pool cue’ was, but also just how well made it felt. For example how polished it was, it was more like an art exhibit piece.

      Then we both notice it beside me and that I must’ve accidentally brought it home with me. So I started showing it to her in person, but it’s kind of different than before. Now it’s kind of got this textured wavy dark pattern all over it which makes me a little upset that it didn’t match my previous description to Tami - it made me feel like I betrayed her in some small way by not providing an accurate description of it.


      Dream 2

      I’m piloting a large mech, one of the arms I control has a massive drill on it. I head over to the side of a dirt hill which is sheared and vertical, like some massive machine just took a chunk out of it.

      I test out the drill on this dirt wall for fun and it very easily carves into the wall. I felt free and really enjoyed how intuitive all of the movements were in this mech.

      I then head over to a cliff which overlooks a very large lake. There’s a man there and he points out a massive truck-like vehicle that sits at the bottom of the lake. It's very rusty and looks ancient, it’s a beautiful view.
      The polls are now closed-1.jpg

      Apparently we live in some sort of micro-community that is working in this area, and it would somehow be really beneficial if we could remove this rusty structure/vehicle from the lake - even if we were to move it half a kilometer or less.

      We go over the details of the depth of the water and how feasible it would be to try to get in the water with mechs, without destroying them by going too deep into the water. Among other ideas we consider having divers go down to attach metal cables onto the structure, and then tie the other sides of the cables onto mechs on the land and then sort of drag it in a certain direction.


      Dream 3

      Allen is in the PA house, parents room. He has hundreds of black binder clips clipped to his clothing. All arranged so that the non-black tong parts are facing down, if that makes sense.
      The polls are now closed-3.jpg
      (They were facing the opposite direction as they are in this generated image)

      I kind of went into the room to see this, he stares at me and I just stare at him and take it all in then laugh about it. He then laughed too and was in a genuinely good mood, which is so unlike him.

      I walk away and run into Sue, who informs me that Allen updated some sort of contract making me legally obliged to do housework or something for them - it was called ‘the ring contract’, which she showed me on a clipboard - that had a heavy elaborate ring placed on the middle of the papers on it.

      I feel strange and betrayed, and just let down.
      The polls are now closed-2.jpg


      Dream 4

      I was in a garage playing some sort of wind instrument, possibly a didgeridoo. Someone puts some milkshake-like stuff in my hoody, and a friend's hat or something? But I didn’t notice until a minute or two after it happened. I was really upset about this and wandered out into a parking lot and crawled into the open hatch back of the car that I was certain the owner of this car was the one that milkshake-hooded me.

      The entire two front seats and the floor were just filled with the same milkshake stuff, which I spat in to get back at them.

      Everything about this dream felt so childish, definitely some sort of middle school pranking vibes. Also some feelings of betrayal which seems to have been the theme of this night!

      Updated 01-26-2024 at 02:58 AM by 106

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    14. Tough guy coming through

      by , 01-22-2024 at 03:47 AM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Dream 1

      I'm walking around a mall super sarcastically, like with my arms way out to the side like I'm muscular and jacked and taking huge exaggerated strides. I'm also wearing sunglasses but the arms that would rest on my ears are several inches higher, giving my sunglasses a huge tilt. I have shorts on that are unbuttoned and unzipped so I had to walk with my legs very far apart so that they don't fall off.
      Neurological Pathways -- Mind over Matter-1.jpg

      I strut into a clothing store and stand in front of a full body mirror by a cashier. I nod at myself in the mirror and just stand frozen in an awkward pose for far too long then look at the cashier and say "hell yeah!" Then I leave the store.

      I'm now leaving the mall, walking and acting more normal now. I am expecting to see James and his friend Margot here somewhere.

      I leave the mall and run into James and Margot on the way out but I make some excuse as to why I can't hang out and walk past them, mainly because of how i'm dressed.

      I look for my car but then notice the whole parking lot is flooded with like 5ft of water, all the cars must've been shorter than that because there wasn't a single one to be seen. I wait and it all drains away eventually.
      Neurological Pathways -- Mind over Matter-0.jpg
      I spot my car which appears to be a 70s or 80s stingray Corvette. I try to start it but no luck, maybe the water fried it.

      The parking lot is slanted a bit so I put the car in neutral and start coasting on the slight slant. After coasting for a bit I try to start it again but it still fails. I have to maneuver around some other guys with the same issue trying to start their stopped car, but I come to a stop.

      The guys take a look at my car and point out that it's actually idling, one of the times I tried to start it was successful and I had not noticed. I test the gas and some water shoots out of the tailpipe.
      Neurological Pathways -- Mind over Matter-4.jpg
      Dream 2

      I'm at the PA house, I think Inka is moving in. Tami and I check out the basement and we're keeping the lights on for some potted plants growing down there.

      At one point I'm fixing my hair in a mirror and I make some crazy expressions jokingly and am a little freaked out that I don't look quite myself.
      Neurological Pathways -- Mind over Matter-2.jpg
      Dream 3

      Jim Carrey is buying some $3mil sports car. He acknowledges that he has had 50m in his bank and that he could've bought one whenever he wanted to, but 'actually doing it is exciting!'
      Neurological Pathways -- Mind over Matter-3.jpg
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    15. Elements and Pirate ships

      by , 12-19-2023 at 09:53 PM (Lucid-Wannabe's Dream Journal)
      Dream 1

      I take a cup out of a freezer and go to drink it but notice it has mercury in it. I show Tami and then leave it on a table. She then starts playing with it and gets it on her face and it starts to cover her skin in a similar way to gallium. I was pretty freaked out over the toxicity of this. Just like gallium, it comes off easily with soap.

      Dream 2

      I find myself about 18 years old, most of the other people are as well. I'm on some sort of cruise with Tami. I find myself as sort of a hostage. I peer out from the deck at a cul de sac, it's as if I'm looking out the front door of a house (yet I'm on a boat) and the homes are full of bodies, my captors did this.

      View from the boat of the cul de sac.
      Hero of the Day-1.jpg

      There was a girl that wanted to swim with me but I wasn't interested. She ended up laying down on a very large sail-like structure above me. I found out she had an identical sister who then went up and laid down by her, they were sun tanning - though it was now getting dark.

      Then a third sister of theirs with dark hair was talking with me a bit before going up to meet the other two, she was very friendly.

      Then I met their mom and we were talking about me having dry eyes. She was saying if I got some sort of surgical lens installed I would be cured. I was interested in this and she said she could inspect my eyes and let me know if I was eligible.

      She then says she can do this inspection while we go on a two person sort of boat ride. The ride goes from your present and into your future, and you discuss with each other about what is seen during the ride. She mentions in an off hand way that there is also the possibility to go into the past and sort of brushes it off with 'but yeah, you know - that's optional we don't have to do that'. I get the impression that secretly she wants to do that part of the ride the most.

      While we were talking I had a vision of what this boat ride would have looked like:
      Hero of the Day-2.jpg

      For some reason I need my clothes washed before going on this ride. I find a tiny secret door in a wall and push my clothes into it and watch them fall downward. I go down one level on the boat to see where they went.

      Hero of the Day-3.jpg

      Turns out they landed in a large washing machine but there were already a ton of clothes in it. I contemplate turning it on or removing all the other clothes and only putting mine in so I can run it at a faster setting so I can finish this quicker and go onto that ride.

      I wasn't very interested in the ride thing, but nothing else was going on.

      Updated 12-19-2023 at 10:21 PM by 106

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable