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This one had some positive points, as well as some facepalms. But I'm starting to understand some stuff better about my LDing self.

So I WILDed pretty much like I did yesterday morning. Woke up at 5,7,9,10 for various reasons. Went to the bathroom and got water a couple times. I finally rolled over at some point and felt the vibrations.

I opened my eyes slowly and recognized right away that I was in an alternate bedroom. It's been hot lately so I didn't fall back to sleep with covers on, so I started the dream without and bedding issues. I opened the door to the bedroom, which led to a hallway in a hotel. These rooms were on the 1st floor apparently, because the hall eventually opened into the hotel lobby, which also resembled a huge mall. A hotel-mall, do they have those yet? Seems like a fun idea

Anyway, on the left was one of those make-up selling counters, with beautiful women who try to squirt you with perfume or offer a makeover as you walk by. I saw a really pretty blonde one that I though to go for first, but she rushed off with a customer and I lost her. I came upon a nice looking asian-american woman, who clearly paid alot of attention to her makeup. She had shoulder-length perfectly straight, shiny black hair, and meticulous eye make-up and frosty pink lipstick. I asked her if she wanted to go out with me, but she was reluctant. I'm still female doh! I guess some part of me thinks that if I act like a guy, the DCs will see me as one. Oh well, she had one of those circular swivel mirrors, so I looked into it.

I looked like I did in college but with a bob style hair cut. So I started hard at myself, willing for change. My hair darkened and shortened to shiny black, and the shape of my eyes became a thin almond shape, resembling someone who was part asian. Then my jaw got more square. I looked semi cute, like I could have been on Karate Kid II haha.

Anyway, I took the lady's hand and said, "Come on." She still kinda didn't want to. I just pulled her down the lobby by her hand anyway, and she didn't struggle. I pushed her against the window of one of the stores, but I accidentally did it a little too hard, and she bonked the back of her head on the glass a little. This was going so bad lol. I looked at her apologetically, and took her face in my hands. I kissed her gently a few times, then I remember to ask her for her name. She said something like "Hatika." I whispered her name to her a few times, in between kisses. I was just trying to make the effort to remember her name after I woke up, but I guess she liked it, because then she started really getting into it. Breathlessly she whispered to me, "I want you ______." She referred to me as some name but I forgot it.

That did it for me. Across from the store we were making out in front of, was a little spanish-style restaurant. The only light in there was from little votive candles on each table. But the center of the restaurant was completely dark, since no light reached it. I marched her straight to the carpet in the middle of the restaurant floor, threw her down on her back. In about 10 seconds, I managed to scoot our pants down just far enough, get 4 thrusts in, and I was done! I woke up immediately after.

So..

I'm still a dickhead. 2 one-night stands in as many days, and I still don't know their names. I'm glad I remembered to ask for her name this time, even if I forgot it. And I'm happy I can find hot chicks to make out with me, and that I can transform pretty easy. I think part of my problem though, is, well, the restraint for one. But I also think I'm kinda settling, since I'm not finding the precise chick that I want. I mean, right now, I feel like it shouldn't matter which chick it is, because it's all part of an experiment. But IN the dream, I'm more emotional I guess, so I want exactly what I want, and I want it now. So I need to figure out a way to combat this, or work with it.

Trying to post stuff again.
I think I'll write down dreams related to the templar story first, because I really want to have that stuff written down properly, so I figure I might as well start there.
I'll get to more current dreams after that.

My vision normalizes as my naked feet gently touch down in the sand. I'm on a beach.
I am somewhat blinded by the reflection of the sun on the near white ground.
It is very hot; I can clearly feel the pressure of the heat on my skin.
There's a lot of noise. People running into the ocean. Kids playing ball.
Music coming from god knows where. People seem to be partying.

All in all it feels rather uncomfortable. It isn't the heat or the noise though.
I'm not in a good mood. I don't feel like being surrounded with joy right now. It just doesn't feel right.
Now where's that fucking bird... yes... of course. At a bar talking to some girls.
Where else would he be?


He's a rather interesting creature. You don't meet many talking birds, and this one definitely has an attitude.
This one is pitch black with a single red feather in his tail, which I think he dyed that color.
It looks kinda cool actually, but he is a little full of himself. He also talks a lot.

As I approach the bar the girls leave giggling. He probably told them one of his famous stories.
I sit on the bar stool closest to him.

"Crow!"
"What the- Hyu!"
"Indeed"
"The fuck are you doing here mate? Did you bring Yuya? Where is Yuya?"
"What is it with you? Always only interested in the girls."
"What is it with you always calling me Crow?"

"You remind me of a talking bird going by that name."
"Uhuh? And who would that be? Are you making fun of me?"
"Crow helped save the worlds of Stark and Arcadia dear friend. He's a hero."

But that's not why I'm calling you Crow.

"Stark and Arcadia? I've never heard of such worlds."
"They're- worlds in another realm."

Or rather in a video game, but I feel like leaving out that detail.

"So, what brings you here? I've never seen you around here."

I pick up his drink because it is rather curious looking.
Further inspecion reveals that whatever it is, it has a rather acrid smell to it.
I put it back down.

"I'm looking for you actually."

His eyes widen.

"Who- me?!"
"Yes, you. I'd like to ask you for a favor."

He looks a bit confused... or... at least I think he does. It is rather difficult to read the facial expressions of a bird.

"I need to locate an aura."
"You humble me. I am fairly skilled at tracking auras, but I highly doubt that I could find someone that you cannot."
"You see, the problem is not that I am unable to do the tracking myself. The issue is that I'm quite unfortunately being tracked myself, so I do not wish to reveal myself."
"Hyu- are you in trouble?"
"You have no idea friend."
"Wait. Seriously?"

*Sigh*

"It's pretty bad, can you help me out?"
"Yes! Of course!"
"There's a catch."
"Naturally..."
"I- I'm not entire sure what it is I'm looking for. I'll have to see what you see."
"You want to use the dragon eyes on me..."
"Indeed."
"Shit- bugger- fuck-"
"You okay?"
"Yes, yes. Follow me. I know a quiet spot."

He knows what's coming for him. I must have used the eyes on him in the past... I think?
I follow Crow into some sort of small tent.
He lands on a pedestral and I kneel down in front of im to get our eyes leveled.

"Are you ready?"
"No! Of course I'm not ready you moron."
"Moron?"
"Go ahead. Just please- try not to kill me."
"Any danger is entirely up to you."
"Yes yes. Don't resist. I know, I know. Let's just get this over with."

It is fairly safe to use the dragon eyes on someone as long as they do not resist.
Clearly the sharing of minds is not what the ability is intended for though.
It is a rather intrusive ability, and it goes against your basic instincts not to resist against it.
I stare into his pitch black eyes. He seems fairly relaxed which is good. This shouldn't hurt him.
I force myself into his mind using the dragon eyes. My vision fades.
The first thing I feel is fear and discomfort.
I can't blame him for that. It must be immensely uncomfortable to have someone intrude your mind like this.
Fortunately I feel no resistance from him at all. His self-control is rather commendable.

"You're doing well crow."
"Obviously."
"Yes..."

A new scene appears.


A shared hallucination caused by the usage of the dragon eyes.

"This place gives me the creeps."
"Well. There ain't no girls in bikinis dancing about."
"No shit."

Well then. Time to see if that feeling is merely a delusion or if there is actually something behind it.

"Alright. Reach out as far as you're comfortable with. I'll try to guide your search."
"Mmmmmmhm"

I attempt to visualize whatever presence Crow feels as points of lights in front of me.
To my surprise, the only image that pops up is that of two rather largely breasted girls wearing bikinis.
The girls he was talking to at the bar earlier...

"Crow... focus!"
"But dear friend. I'd say that I am rather focused. Are you not impressed by how clear this memory is?"
"Dude... seriously?"
"The image... so clear and crisp... mmmmh."
"... This is really not the time for-"
"Boobs? There's always time for boobies!"
"Pervert..."
"Pervert? You morbid cunt!"
"A morbid what now?"
"You heard me. Lousy, moronic fuckwit."

*Sigh* That bird likes to curse.

"I'm waiting for an apology!"

This is the point where I'm supposed to call him an incompetent and imbecilic waste of natural selection.

"Sorry... I'm really not in the mood for this."
"You... I..."
"Are you done? I really need to figure this out."
"Well... yes... sorry..."

I think he finally understands that this is serious.
I'm not blaming him for not taking me serious immediately though.
It's not like I'm known as a serious person. I like messing about. But today is different.

After a surprisingly short amount of time, Crow manages to focus on something that matches what I'm looking for.
I underestimated him. This was quite fast, especially considering the nature of what I'm searching for.

"Eeehm. The fuck is this? This is not a person?"
"Also where is this? This doesn't feel like a proper location. Something's off. Did I do it wrong?"
"Hmm... I'm not entirely sure where this is, or what it is that you have found. But I'm fairly certain that you have found exactly what I'm looking for."

This is very odd indeed. I know exactly what he means when he says that something's off. Something doesn't feel quite right, but I am uncertain as to why.
I can focus on any point close to the location, but not the very location itself.
It should also not have been possible to find anything using merely a vague feeling as a guide.

"Crow. I'm going there right now."
"That doesn't seem safe. Do you have any idea what to expect? I mean, you're not even sure what you're looking for."
"Nope."
"I'm tagging along."
"Huh? Why is that?"
"Curiosity."

After releasing Crow from my eyes, I have him sit on my shoulder and teleport the both of us to some point in close proximity to the location we've found...

Not much for today. I had trouble falling asleep last night. I remember only one dream. For whatever reason, I asked the woman who lives in the apartment across from mine if I could use her shower. She said yes. Then, a girl became involved (she seemed like a tomboy). We were apparently friends. We started messing around, but the woman came home, so she had to hide. The woman found her anyway. I don't remember anything beyond that. At some point, though, I was looking at my crush's Twitter page.

I was also planning on doing a finger-induced lucid dream. I had an alarm set for 4:00 a.m., but I apparently didn't hear it, as I woke up around 8:30. I'll try again tonight.

So I've decided to do a 30-day challenge of using the SSILD technique. I have experimented with the technique before with somewhat mixed success. So this time I'm going to use nothing but SSILD for the next 30 days and record how many LD's and FA's I get. So here we go:

Day 6

I went to bed about 12:30 last night and set my alarm for 5:50. I woke up, went to the bathroom, wrote some in my dream journal, and then did the cycles before I went to sleep. No lucids again, just 3 fairly long dreams.

1. I was watching this video about this new piece of gaming equipment - basically a helmet that read your brain waves and translated them into motion for your character. It seemed more like a Home Shopping Network segment, and it was hosted by John Anderson and John Henson from Wipeout. The segment showed this woman with a helmet that was connected by ridiculous looking wires to this small robot that mimicked her moves completely. I ended up watching the video twice, the second time with my dad, who asked stupid questions while it was going on, like "Why does the robot have lungs if it can't breathe?"

*WBTB was here*

2. I was at some hotel or convention center for this talent show that we have every year, Teen Talent. I was supposed to audition for piano, but I didn't have a song prepared. I figured I was just going to improvise something since I couldn't think of a good song to play. I remember seeing my drama instructor from church as well as some of my friends from church who were also there for Teen Talent. When I finally played for the audition, I played this Legend of Zelda piano medley that I've been working on IWL. It sounded good, but I don't know what the judge thought of it.

3. I had some friends over at my house. We were either watching or playing some game show in my family room in front of the TV. I thought the intensity of the game needed some sprucing up, so I decided to set up lights to help make it more interesting. I had Christmas lights, spotlights, can lights, and even some motorized lights that turn by themselves at my disposal. I had them all set up how I wanted it, but I spent a long time trying to figure out how to work the controls in the back. I finally figured it out, and the lights looked awesome, but then I woke up.

So yeah, 2-day drought of lucids. After the promising start I had with this technique, I didn't think this was going to happen. Don't worry, I'm not stopping. If anything, this failure's making me try harder.

Day 6: LD - 0, FA - 0
Total: LD - 4, FA - 1

[Dream 1: Where am I?]

I was in a different school to my usual one, I was wearing different uniform too, it was in black. The setup to the front of the school was weird, I was sitting on some chair with loads of other people who I didn't recognize. There were chairs going across in a straight line and infront of the chair was what looked like one of them barrier thingys at a bar that the bartender is behind. Anyway there was this girl next to me and she looked kinda cute so I created conversation :p I asked her what school this is and she looked at me sorta puzzled. I'm pretty sure she reacted in a way of how do you not know?? Anyway I explained to her that i'm from a different school and i'm not sure how I got here and am in this uniform. We talked a bit more and the conversation expanded, and the person that was near me turned back and looked at us talking towards us. I knew him. From a long time ago, nearly 7 years ago, we went the same primary school. I said his name and said, do you remember me??? We went to the same primary school. He recognized me. I'm pretty sure at this point everyone went to class, but I didn't go for obvious reasons. I remember just sitting there thinking about that girl, I kept thinking if I should of asked her out. I don't know how but I was on her twitter page and she had posted my name on her twitter, a few times actually, in very positive ways. I keep thinking that this dream has a meaning, maybe I will see this friend who I haven't seen for a while.

[Dream 2: Not the usual]

I was at pizza hut and I was getting a pizza with my dad, I kept thinking how odd this was because I'm a very healthy eater and I wouldn't usually go do something like this. We were in the line and there were these special breads they were selling, I picked up one and ate a bit of it.. just taste like bread. My Dad told me off because he said we might have to buy them now, but in the end we didn't.

[Dream 3: Prize race]

This place I was in looked like the map terminal from CoD. There were these arcade machines around us, and there was a competition. We were doing races and whoever won would get some sort of prize, nobody knew what the prize was but I remember there being names of bands on the machine as a clue or something like that. We were against some other players, I recognized some of these people from my school that we were vsing. One of our team went up to race another member but we didn't have much hope in him, so I took his place, it was the final race so we needed to win for the prize. The race began, I sped off, and completely thrashed the opponent. Not too sure what happened after that

- Getting dressed for assembly
- Only piece of paper in my bag was a DnD character sheet
- people leaving the hall, each with a character sheet of their own
- little sky light
- grey decor

Dream 1

I began my dream walking into my school. I saw alot of people, but there faces seemed distorted or twisted. Walking through the school, I appeared in a parking lot. In the parking lot, I met a kid from my class that I hadn't seen for a long time (and didn't particularly like). This kid was with his mom who had blonde hair. Their faces didn't look distorted at all, like my classmates. I was introduced to the kid's mom, and I said the usual nice to meet you. The kid's mom actually treated me rudely and after our conversation, I woke up.

Dream 2

I began this second dream in what seemed like a medeval settlement outside of a castle. However, this settlement seemed to be divided amongst itself with rival factions everywhere. A few of my buddies and I were just walking around this settlement. Again, everyone in this settlement was someone that I know from waking life. My friends and I were given orders by someone to find this merchant in the village. Meanwhile, other factions were marching around, perhaps looking to battle eachother. We finally find the merchant, and then I wake up.

I was walking to Subway, and these girls who I didn't know where dancing and scared me for some reason so I hid. I played a little bit of a video game where you have 5 pieces an hour and you fill in the pieces on a bridge (there was a map of the bridge) and walk across.

I texted H, my friend, and told her to meet me there to hangout. She wasn't like her normal friendly self and she was very cold and rude. She told me she had "grown up" now and no longer liked doing any of her previous hobbies "because she had a man to take care of her now".

I remember I was desperately trying to salvage the friendship (over text), but she ignored me. After that, I logged onto Tumblr and it was completely different. I logged onto H's page and you could tell where the curser of everyone viewing the page was.

Some of the other people on there were making fun of me for "not knowing how to use the site" even though I was using it normally. I contemplated how I would get new followers. I clicked on my comments tab (which was only on this new layout.) and I only had one from someone wanting to now what the monsters' names were on a drawing of cute monsters I did.

I went back to playing my video game, and I started over but the pieces I had filled in were still there. The female character (protaganist) was on a rant about Human racism against mythological creatures. The rant was unusually long for a video game character who wasn't in a cutscene. I woke up.

Okay, last night I didn't get lucid again. But I think I know why...so I came up with a way to change this now.

I'm in a hurry so I can't write much. Short interpretation of my dreams:

1st: Dream about a girl I dated and something about a waterpark.

Interpretation: Memories and wishes to meet the girl again. Waterpark was probably a memory of my childhood.

2nd: Dream about visiting my dad for the last time, he was about to die. I was really sad and cried in the dream. Then something about our new cat being really cute lol

Interpretation: My dad is really sick and he's probably gonna die soon. I always pretend to not be sorry for him but I will be sad if he dies anyway.

Dream 1

I can't remember this dream, I wrote these notes down at like 02:00am after needing the toilet when I woke up. I was going to a concert and was seeing Tichy Stryder at first it changed to *scrawl of writing I can't work out' with someone off twitter who was arranging it.

Dream 2

Me and my friend got in a mess about fight, we were fighting then ended up in the middle of a busy main road. All of my other friends at the side of the road are shouting 'Ryan get off him!' I shouted back 'I am its his fault!' Then he pushed me at a moving car coming at about 50mph. I jumped straight over the top of it, after I survived I felt like a G.

Later on in the dream, I was then at school in a computer room, the teacher was telling us the task and I was trying to update my DV Dream Journal. I only wrote about two lines though...*Does RC*

Dream 3

My friend had got a new car, it was a Subaru. It was him me and two others who got in the car. We were going McDonalds. He started driving down this main road very fast, way too fast maybe 100mph. I was very scared, I was shouting "SLOW DOWN!" I was just being ignored. The next thing we know he clips the curb, the car is swaying left and right uncontrollably. He fly's straight up a roundabout, I think 'I don't want to die' so I jump out the car at about 80mph. It launches me in the air, I was very high and I was worried that when I hit the floor I would graze all of the skin of my arms and legs, I was coming close and closer to ground then...I grabbed onto a pole and it stopped me. I stopped in that breakdancing flagpole position. Pretty cool.

Dream 4

I don't know how I ended up in this LD but I knew it was coming. I think I may of slept from another dream into this. I'm quite confused. But then I became lucid, the dream was clinging on I think 'I must stabilize this dream immediately.' Never once have I stabilized a LD before I always rush and try and get my goal done. But I start rubbing my hands together, nothing was happening. I shout "CLARITY NOW" nothing. I then try "VIVIDNESS NOW" nothing. I then think well I need to interact with my surroundings then. I remember on the Q&A podcast Ophelia talking about how Xanous actually made out with the floor. I was about to do this then I notice a flowerbed. I walk over and start feeling them, looking at the colours and putting all my attention to them. It worked my dream was fully stabilized.

I look around at this scene I am in. It felt like I was in a living painting, oh my god it was epic. There was no-one about it was empty, pure silence. Surrounding me was tall buildings on every street corner, flats etc. I begin walking up the street, take a left then I was about to take another left and thought 'When I turn this corner I will be on the street from The Last Of Us (A videogame)', nothing happened. Then I remembered what I visualized doing a MILD before bed, I wanted to find my dream guide. I stop in the middle of this street and shout very loudly "DREAM GUIDE COME HERE!" Nobody was coming, I tried two more times. I think to myself 'Wow, I'm shouting a bit loud what if I'm screaming this in bed.' I immediately direct my attention away from that in case I woke up. I shout it once more and at the bottom of the street 3 grannys with zimophranes walk across. I think 'Surely one of them isn't my dream guide, surely?' So I decide to change what I'm shouting, I now shout "SUMMON DREAM GUIDE!" This time this horse/moose looking creature gallops round the corner but runs off down the road where the grannys went. I shout it again, and at the bottom of the street it runs up to me and stops. Wow, I couldn't believe it this creature was awesome. It was as tall as me with a moose looking face without the antlers. It had a moose/horse body and had horse legs, it also ran like a horse. It stood there and my first question I ask (which I can't remember to well if I did say this) was something along the lines of "Are you my dream guide?"
"Yes I am" he replies, his voice was cool as well, it had a very relaxed tone to it.
My second question I ask, as I'm not sure what sort of animal he is was "What exactly are you?" I expected him to reply with something like 'I am a moose.' But no he replies "I'm an eldusk" I was astonished.
My third question was "What is your name?" His answer was something beginning with an M I think. It was a strange name and hard to remember. I repeated it over in my head thinking, I must recall this name. The dream then begins to fade however I remember waking up after. That's why I forgot his name!

Morning of June 27, 2013. Thursday.



In my dream, I was shopping for food, a not uncommon recurring scene, probably because I do a lot of food shopping for my family in real life. There is almost always something unusual about the food or about my money (such as being printed on only one side though realistic otherwise, or being Monopoly game money, or foreign).

I had selected some supposedly good meat at a store that had opened just recently (or reopened after a long closure - as a few have since the floods here in real life). The cut is unusual, like a very thick and more rounded steak and I have two of them. The manager is there and he is making a claim about how good their food is. There are also two other pieces of meat, perhaps chicken, or a different, smaller cut of beef or pork - and I remember that I had some other items, including cheese or something processed and in a small cardboard container. I soon understand that I had forgotten to wrap the meat pieces up myself prior to purchase as the manager makes a note of it, similar to how a shopper bags his own fruits and vegetables in many cases.

The meat itself looks very strange (although the bone and outside area is seemingly normal), like a sort of transparent and soft pink jelly, although it actually seems more like watermelon, but is still “seen” as “meat”. I can see a total of four cigarettes inside farther down, two in each cut of “steak”. There is this strange idea that they somehow got into the food when it was being processed or “made” (although the idea is pointless, as the meat would be otherwise solid in real life - unless it is a “fake steak” made of various bits of meat). Although these cigarettes are new and unsmoked and encased in the jelly-like meat, I still get the sickly impression of dirty cigarette butts, ashes, and dirty water and chemicals (and people of ill health having touched my supposedly “fresh” food) and a growing disgust at having almost bought this awful “second-hand” or “used” food.

Another shopper, a female of about thirty, is looking at the meat in awe, seemingly being surprised by such a thing being in a store and for sale. As we look down, one of the cigarettes encased inside the pink “meat jelly” somehow lights itself rather brightly and dramatically (with no oxygen yet, although reminding me somewhat of a sparkler, as sparks seem to fly out from the cigarette as well, even when inside the “meat jelly”) and parts of the steak explode from the side, but no one is hurt. Another one does that as well. For some reason, as the cigarettes light themselves and explode and mostly burn up, the more sickening feeling I had lessens just a little, but I still make a mental note not to shop here again and leave everything else here as well without buying anything.

I have not been near a smoker (other than occasionally in public settings around people I do not know) in over twenty years. Neither of my parents nor friends smoked as I was growing up. Also, I rarely eat steak on its own, as I have always found it (even as a child) akin to trying to chew on a shoe. I do eat beef and all meat in other forms, but not nearly as much as other people. Perhaps this is some sort of play on “smoked” meat for whatever reason or more likely, implying that eating a lot of red meat is as unhealthy as smoking.

I have included the “dream journal synchronicity” tag because of this entry which appeared right after mine but with a date just prior to mine: WATERMELON

Morning of June 27, 2013. Thursday.



In my dream, from my orientation and viewpoint, I seemingly remain a normal human being despite what my role is.

I start out being in some sort of makeshift prison or refugee camp. There seem to be only men. The rooms are dirty as if the building had been abandoned long ago, at least for its original purpose, yet used for many years after as it is now seemingly not maintained.

Two men bring a third angry-looking man up to me, a man holding each of the held man’s arms, one on each side of him and with both their hands. I do not like the situation. It is understood that even though I am not a part of the group (as most of them seem either Irish or English), my job is to get them all to safety in another country somehow. Still, that does not explain why this man is angry. Perhaps he does not want to escape with the others, or maybe he is a spy.

There are some odd perceptual changes and scene shifts when I become more annoyed by my location, which seems to be a composite of a very dirty large open bathroom and gymnasium. There is something known about everyone getting out and all going to an area where it will be easier to get to the UK, which is where everyone is escaping to. I am unsure if the UK is their original home, or a place where they will all claim asylum. I am also unsure of what country or city we are in. At times, it seems that I am already in the UK relative to names of areas and later hearing members of the public who speak with a British accent.

The actor Bruce Willis is in the refugee camp, appearing unkempt and desperate. He is not a main character; just a homeless person I see only in the background a couple times.

I seem to be walking on my own later, yet somehow I am “carrying” all the other people from the refugee or prison camp. Not only am I supposedly a large ship, I am a large ship on land, moving fairly fast, yet still fully human of my normal size from my viewpoint, just running along, on my way to freedom, helping many others to get to safety. I stop at the edge of a steep bank of a larger river near a forest. An unfamiliar man and woman of about thirty or more, who appear to be English, point out where I should go (to my right) because that is the general direction of where the “Brit Rivers” are that will eventually lead “us” to freedom, apparently across the ocean, yet the name somehow also seems like a resort or hotel where they had stayed in the past.

From my orientation, it seems I may actually be in Nova Scotia (Canada) and moving north, possibly in Sydney (not in Australia, but the Nova Scotia Sydney - some sort of confusion with the other Sydney, perhaps). It eventually seemingly turns out this refugee or prison camp was in Sydney, Nova Scotia (or somewhere just to the south) for some unknown reason (a vague backstory of England and Nova Scotia at war or dealing with too many refugees), and the plan is to get to the ocean north of Sydney and then swim east from there or, as a ship, to get to the UK. I am a walking human “boat” that is somehow “full of people”, yet again, still normal and human-sized and seemingly on my own.

The most vivid part of my dream starts, with a few dangerous thrills, though I feel wonderful. I jump into the river, vividly feeling the cold water and motions and current - but the current takes me westerly and in the wrong direction - and at times, I barely keep above the surface. Eventually though, I end up going in the right direction. I vividly feel myself moving through the water, again, just barely above the surface at some points, though I am not actually struggling because, after all, I am apparently a boat and just being tossed around like a boat on the rough waves. There is one point when I move swiftly through tunnels a lot like the scene from “The Goonies” (from 1985), which is really thrilling but also a bit worrisome (somewhat claustrophobic and without certainty if it will come to a dead end with no way to get back - a sparsely recurring dream concept). I am then back moving through the ocean on my way to carrying all the escaped prisoners to either their old home or a new one.

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Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragment):

There was something about honey.

Dream 2:

I was playing KKND2 and was building alot of stuff on the base, had lots of resource buildings too, but resources were not coming quickly. And then i realized that none of the buildings had any upgrades researched on them. I quickly started some on res. lab itself and power plant while allied forces were preventing enemy attacks. Shortly all units turned into dots and there was hyper zoom, then fade out.
I wake up and i have a feeling that i am dreaming, i get up but for some reason don't open eyes and there's weird sound. Then i wake up properly. I try to DEILD back but it feels like REM ended.

4:00 fragment: dream of dream recall, and the revelation of a formula explaining what causes it to improve or wane. Time to understand, to wrap it up.there was also a chart. A man was presenting.

6:30 fragment: something about joining religious group?

We're not living in reality. Reality is still in the middle ages, where humanity is fighting a constant war against goblins, what we're living now is paradise. I, with a friend transport from paradise, back to reality, where we're accepted as some god angel saviors during the siege of a human castle by goblins. Another one of our friends is caught by the goblins tho, they torture him in front of the castle in order for us to get out. But the guy they caught was an asshole anyway, shouldnt give the city for him.