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First, the WILD (wake induced lucid dream) attempt (because it happened first):

As per usual, went to bed and set an alarm for 4-5 hours out. This time I went to bed around 11 PM and set an alarm for about 4 AM. I probably fell asleep around 11:20.

I woke up, peed, sat on the edge of my bed for my 15 minutes, and thought about my upcoming dream. I decided I would try to go into the spaceship I saw in the hypnagogic imagery (HI) from the night before that woke me out of my WILD attempt. I settled also on a simple mantra: "Enter," meant to mirror the immediacy of Sageous' "dive," while communicating the intention of entering the dream.

I laid down on my back in the bed and began with my mantra. I tried shifting my attention inside my head more than I have the previous days and intentionally shutting out the bodily noise (both the feeling of my body lying there and the small sounds in the room). I probably only laid there about 20 minutes this time and encountered some of the usual problems (swallowing, an itch at one point). I found myself becoming a little frustrated and reflecting on something I had typed yesterday: I have a hard time falling asleep on my back, and it feels as though I could lie there for hours and never quite get there unless I'm very tired.

In response to the frustration and the fact that I couldn't let the thought go, as well as remembering that the WILDs I have succeeded with happened on my side in the past (although I thought, really, that lying on your back makes more sense because it's harder to fall asleep totally as I tend to do quickly), I decided to abandon the position and roll onto my side. After awhile of lying there in such a way, still awake, repeating my mantra, I felt the need to move yet again. At that point I committed to just doing the sloppiest WILD I could to see if it would meet with success, by which I mean, every time I wanted to move, I moved. Every time I wanted to swallow or scratch or whatever, I went ahead and did it and returned to my previous position.

My logic in giving over to this was that when I'm going to sleep, I tend to shift positions 3-4 times until I find the one I like and then I fall asleep rather quickly. I figured if I shifted positions several times while repeating my mantra and maintaining focus, I'd eventually find the position I liked, fall asleep within a few minutes, and manage to keep awake while doing so. Maybe. I didn't really know; I just figured it was worth a shot.

Well, when lying in each of these positions I sometimes got as far as HI happening, but then would end up shifting and moving, and therein saw the flaw: my constant moving kept setting me back in the WILD (perhaps obvious in retrospect). But I figured when I did find the correct position, I'd fall asleep so quickly it would be as though progress wasn't lost.

Ultimately, I probably moved about 3 times, eventually settled into one position, and as expected, I went out like a lamp. Unfortunately my consciousness didn't stay with me, and I had felt it fading already when I had moved into that last position so it's not surprising.

Take-aways:

• Just one main one, I need to experiment with either timing or position because something feels wrong about the 15 minutes up, and then lying on my back. I think both together are too strong of an obstacle for the WILD to culminate in me actually falling asleep, especially when I add in all the thought-work of repeating the mantra and visualizing the dream. My mind is so busy that lying in an uncomfortable position after having so much time to wake myself up pretty much just ends up with me lying there very awake and struggling to become sleepy.
• In the sake of eliminating one of the above, I'll start tonight by shortening my WBTB to as long as it takes to get up, pee, and go back to bed (i.e. 1-2 minutes), but still lying on my back. This is against Sageous' advice, but I just think I should try it because my intuition tells me that it may help.
• If shortening the WBTB does not help (I still have trouble falling asleep), I'll extend it to 15 minutes (or more), and I'll just begin the WILD on my side in the first place, and commit to not shifting positions. This is harder on my back because it's uncomfortable, but on my side I am comfortable and I suspect will fall asleep more quickly. That's why I will almost have to keep the WBTB longer in that position: otherwise I will fall asleep immediately.

Now, the dream fragment:

Awake/explanation
Normal dream
Semi-lucid dream
Lucid dream

5 AM - 8:30 AM or so:

I dreamed I was on some kind of comedy game show, and honestly I don't know how I ended up on stage. I remember being in the audience, but somehow I ended up performing/competing. One of the key elements on this stage was that there was a window which exited into a pool of water about a floor down, off the side. When people left the stage, they would dramatically be shown "diving" from this window (I guess as if it were a building window), and land safely in the deep water below.

Unrelated to this, there was also this girl who did her act in a barrel. It didn't strike me as strange at the time but in retrospect it was very strange: she was always in the barrel even when she was off stage. Which means that she couldn't get back up to the stage without assistance, and lucky for her, the stage had these air tubes she could hop her barrel into, and it would shoot her up to stage level. After I had somehow ended up down where the pool was, I at one point watched her hop her barrel into this tube and be whisked away by air pressure.

At one point, I somehow (sorry, there's skipping which is why this is a fragment, I can't remember everything) ended up back stage where these tubes connected to the stage. There was a room where there were four tubes in the floor, and two tubes which connected horizontally out to the stage. There was another girl in the room with me, and at the same time as this barrel-girl was getting off the stage by entering a tube, the other girl in the room shouted to me that they were sending up a back of bricks through the floor tubes (so they were going to potentially collide).

She and I both began yelling through the tubes not to come through, but barrel-girl, now simply sitting on a pillow for some reason, but still holding the barrel-lid above her head like a hat, was already in the tube and coming. I jumped in-front of the tube and scooped her up as she came sliding out and pulled her away from the tubes while the aforementioned sack of bricks (why were they sending a sack of bricks to the stage...?) came hurtling through the tube she was headed for, going upwards, and was sucked in by the in-take tube towards the stage (powerful air!).

Holding her in my arms (and I have to say, noticing how beautiful barrel-girl was with her wavy brown hair), I gave her a weak smile and said, "which tube am I supposed to drop you in?" and she just said, "the back left." I was already nearly standing over-top of it so with a quick nod, I simply let her go over the tube. I heard some clattering and a small scream and looked over the edge of the tube to see she had spilled from her pillow and dropped her barrel-lid and was sprawled on the floor of the tube. I called down, "are you okay?" and she just said, "yep!" and gathered her pillow and lid and took off. She sounded more embarrassed than hurt, so I minded my own business.

I'm not sure what else happened but somehow I eventually reached the next day, where I waking up on what appeared to be a school campus. I walked down the sidewalk and was greeted by one of the women on the show with me, who performed some kind of gesture with the burrito she was eating as if she were pulling it from her pocket, and laughed. I had no idea what this meant, but thought it must be a reference to something that happened on the show, so I politely laughed and said, "yeah," as though I had any idea what this woman was doing, then I walked past her and entered the door on my right.

It instantly went into a Hardee's (a fast food chain) and I began standing in line. Somehow the line got out of the way rather quickly (perhaps a time skip) and I found myself standing at the counter unsure of what to order. However, they had one biscuit which was piled comically high with various things, and I didn't see why not, so I ordered it-- it was called "Drew Crews' Biscuit". I had no idea who Drew Crews was but figured he must be someone famous. Unfortunately the cashier told me, "oh no, we don't have the stuff to make that right now, you have to order that earlier in the morning, we're almost done serving breakfast right now." So I apologized and said, "just give me a couple of bacon-egg-and-cheese biscuits then."

And then I woke up! Strangely, with "Such Great Heights" stuck in my head out of nowhere.

I'm in a theater, there's a man DC sitting to my right. I see a lot of empty seats and I'm hearing some chattering behind, in one corner of the room. (I seemed to be distracted and don't remember seing anything on the screen, or if there was any screen at all. I need to be more aware of my surroundings!).
Then the chatering gets louder and louder, I started thinking was a group of people that I know.
My view changes to the entrance of the room, there's a robust lady, light skin and with some make up on..( I could see in the dark?! ). The laddy is waiting for a signal to turn the lights on. I look in the corner again and see a dad watching his kid jumping and making noises, seems to be autistic. I switch back to the lady and lights go on, not quite bright enough to brighten the whole room. Now I see the DC, next to me, wearigh a bright white shirt, stands up and looks at me, I say: have a good one..He turns around and walks towards the exit.
Now I see a kid carring, or better hugging a cardboard box that's almost braking apart, he's strugling to carry it, as he gets closer and closer I see some leafy, colorful begetables. I want to help him but he doesent let go much. I'm barely holding it in one corner..I think: "probably he need some excersise carring stuff. We exit the room together, and now we're in a big bright hallway. As we put the box down I see he has lost a big amount of weight!, hes abdome is looking a lot slimer. (He looks like one of my special ed. students) I look at the box again, now opened, I see some carrots, a cabage, and other leafy greens.

Notes:
I have decided to wear the REM- dreamer again, every other day. I was able to wear the a REM mask almost all night!, usually I would take it off while sleeping; of course as I analize and highlited on red, anything could be a real disguise. From vegetables to the make up on a person.
Blinking signals of the mask could also disguise as the kid jumping up and down; (not so much the noise since the sound mode was off)... And so on, it's a great tool but still requieres lots of practice and not recomended for people with seisures!

Changing the format of my entries to an previous format because I think it helped.

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7/1/2020
Before bed I did multiple prayers to increase recall, vividness and to remember to used SSILD after first couple alarms.
Fell asleep at 2AM.
Woke up at 7AM, with recall, didnt write down tags
Woke up at 8:30AM, with recall, didnt write down tags
Woke up at 9:30AM, with recall. Wrote down tags for 2 dreams when I distinctly remember at least 2 others that I had then forgotten because I didnt write them down.

What to work on: Writing down tags upon waking from alarm, recalling events of the day when lying in bed. When done meditate until I fall asleep.
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Dream 1(Yes video @ dep -> football): I was at the corner dep with someone from yes theory and they made a video in the depanneur. I remember buying ketchup and it was 6 for 3. The ketchup was like candy canes. After we left he said that whoever makes the best edit of that video will get a prize. As we were walking back home some guy came down the street behind us and said that they were supposed to have playd football with them. They immediately asked some nearby strangers for a football and start playing, then I realized I forgot I had a football in my hands.

Dream 2(late for work): I was very late for work and was stressed out about that.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I remembered much more when I woke up but ended up doing other things. Now I just remember this.

I'm with some people that are friendly. There is water and there is a leader telling us we have two different options. I chose the one that includes swimming so I jump into the water and start swimming.

Notes: I remember the feeling of jumping into the water. I swam in the sea with my cousins some days ago, that's why I dreamt this.

Laptop bugs classroom

The first dream took place inside a calssroom. The school was more of an westeren one, rather it was a western school. The classroom was on the first floor in a dark ish corriodor and I wentside for class. I had a laptop with me there and as I opened it up, I noticed there were alot of bugs flying around. Trying to get rid of them for a while. Felt like 3-4 hours of just idle times, didn't do much interesting things. Ideally in this long span of time I could have gotten lucid and done something more interesting.

Left the classroom after a while.

I think the bugs theme came from just having bugs in the backyard during the day.


Part-timer
The dream was about a young man who was working part time or maybe even full time at a restaurant. He began working there after highschool and decided to keep going. I saw him go to work from the ahllways of his school. Maybe it's the same school as the previous dream, but I can't be for certain. I followed him up North somewhere or it felt like north. But it ended up somewhere downtown or central hotspot of the city. It was a quaint little restaurant, maybe Italian. The owner was a middle aged dark haired man, maybe he was slightly balding. Our protagonist greeted him and worked there, few other co-workers there, mostly female waitresses at the restaurant.

Then it happend. He was let go of his job. Business was slow so he was fired, or rather I think the business just closed down. And he didn't know what to do really. I felt all his emotions swelling up within, feeling lost and all those kind of things. He'd been happy before that, just content with making a little money and just living day by day.etc

I think this dream was related to a story I heard earlier during the day. It was about a man who was let go because the business was slow. His initial job was a dancer though, and was working as a waiter after. So that does appear to be pretty likely source of this dream.


Nap

Power nap. Became aware during the end of nap. Didn't focus on lucid dreaming though so I just visualized some stuff. The sudden sense of awareness made it dissipate though. But I could have engaged my senses or forced it to have more sensations to make it realistic. I could have tried, I could have, even if the alarm going to ring very soon; I could have time dilated and made it last longer.

Probably the best course of action was to DEILD, or engage senses like MR's techniques.

I'm outside in some unknown street, afternoon time and there seems to be a stadium behind me. Then out of the sudden I hear gun shots, and people started running. I dock a little and I'm a bit concerned because I don't see where the shooting is coming from. Then I see a car coming, my perception zooms and goes inside of it, there are about 5 coworkers from the school I use to work in. JO, a teacher is on the wheel, she steps on the gas as she comes near a curbside, near the side walk Im standing by. Apparently a gang, commanded by some french girls are shooting guns all over...
I manage to go away from the shooting and now I'm calmer, I'm sitting on a bench, trying to read an e-sign with red leters moving from right to left. Then a DC, male, appears on my right and shoots me on the torso. I fell in slow motion while feeling a strong jolt from the shot impact, that transitions to WL. Then I wake up.

As per the title, I had only a few tiny dream fragments but the way I slept (I just kept falling asleep over and over again each time I woke up) I basically forgot everything. I maybe should have tried a little harder to use the wakeups as DEILD (dream exit induced lucid dream) attempts, but I always forget to hold still when I wake up. I should probably start working on that too!

I label this attempt 3, because even though I used to practice this years ago, I hadn't until recently and it feels like starting fresh.

WILD (wake induced lucid dream) Attempt 3:

During the day yesterday, I would say about 5 times overall (trying to make it more), I practiced the "Reverse Reality Checks" described in Sageous' WILD class. I tried to follow my curiosity naturally as to myself and interactions with the world, just investigating the self and trying to be genuinely self-aware, inside and out. It's a difficult thing to do "honestly" (when I investigate the self it often feels like nothing is there), but general mindfulness is something I have been working on a lot anyway, so it goes right along with recent practice. I have just tried to think about my place in the world mostly, both in the recent past and my predictions of what I will effect in the close future.

Also, re: Sageous' recent advice, and my experiences last night, I made some changes to my WILD strategy. Namely, to set the dream up beforehand, choose a mantra related to getting into the dream, and to focus on visualizing the dream during the WILD attempt.

I set my alarm for 5 AM (I fell asleep a little later today), and woke up, spent 15 minutes again on the edge of my bed figuring out where I wanted to go in my dream and thinking of a suitable mantra (I had thought it over the night before as well but hadn't set it in stone yet). There is a small little forested shore that I sometimes visualize myself in when performing meditation that is of a visual nature, that I find quite a relaxing and unthreatening place to be, so I thought it would be interesting to see it in a dream. I can visualize it rather well, so I figured it should be easy to visualize in a dream also. I chose "I'm coming home," as my temporary mantra, because this place I was trying to go is something of a mental home for me, and I found it a relaxing thing to repeat, as well as drawing me towards my intention.

I laid down with my arms by my sides today (no crossing) and found this much more comfortable. I still had some trouble avoiding swallowing 2-3 times, but I find this does not wake me up immensely and is at most a few seconds of set-back when it happens, so while it would be ideal not to do it, it doesn't seem like the end of the world.

At any rate, I laid there for about 20-30 minutes, repeating my mantra, and trying to visualize walking around this small shore and the forest that surrounds it, picking up sand, putting my hands on the trees, crouching in the grass, etc. I found that when I could carefully hold my focus on these activities, it definitely helped draw me towards sleep and away from my body. Oftentimes I would be imagining one of these activities, find myself a little emotionally lightened (or something, that's the best way I can put it), and with that came a lightening of consciousness, as if I was becoming more comfortable and thereby more ready for sleep.

I also noticed something during this attempt: I know that I shouldn't be focusing on my body but it is sometimes hard to forget the difference between your visualized body messing around in your visualized intended dream, and your real body lying there and its sensations. However, I found that as I became more sleepy, I for some reason found myself 'staring' at my eyelids naturally. It's hard to explain, but I think as I became more sleepy, my mind drew back from my body more and more (it was becoming more numb anyway), and I found myself almost secluded in my head with my thoughts, until something roused me a little and I found myself in my whole body again. I experimented a little with intentionally 'staring at my eyelids' (again, so to speak, because there's nothing to look at) and found that it did seem to help me force this state a little more, the feeling of being just inside my head in the dark, rather than lying on a bed with my eyes closed. That may be something I'll experiment more with.

Unfortunately most dips towards sleep were followed by things that when woke me back up, such as becoming distracted from the visualizations, or some HI that accidentally caught my attention a little too much (at one point I faintly saw a window seemingly peering out from a spaceship into space, near a moon of some sort, and even though I was attempting to ignore it, I almost couldn't help but look-- but as quickly as I looked, it vanished, leaving me more awake than before... darn HI).

I eventually laid there for about 50 minutes before I realized that I was seeing something light grey, and at first thought perhaps my WILD attempt had brought me into sleep and I hadn't noticed somehow, but I couldn't figure out why I wasn't having a dream. Unfortunately, after about a minute or two of staring at this light grey, I had a realization, and opened one of my eyes-- it had simply become light outside as it was almost 6 AM! Perhaps I need to get a sleep mask or shift my sleep schedule back a little.

At this point I basically abandoned the attempt, and decided to experiment a little as I fell asleep: I turned on my side away from the window and held my hand near my face to block the light (which is a more natural sleeping position for me than on my back, weirdly). I still felt pretty awake and aware, and not like I would fall asleep suddenly. I tried repeating my mantra and continuing the visualizations, and even experienced some more auditory HI. However I kept feeling the urge to move, and again just for the sake of experimentation (even though everyone says not to move, I know!) I decided to just move whenever I felt like moving to make myself more comfortable each time and see if I would fall asleep more quickly while I was still fairly aware.

Of course as one could predict, my experiment ended in me eventually shifting into a position I was comfortable in, and immediately hard falling asleep for the next 4 hours, without even any memorable dreams, lol.

Take-aways:

• Visualization of the dream definitely helped somehow, I'm not sure how but there was a palpable sense of movement towards the dream.
• I'm unsure whether the mantra ("I'm coming home") was better or worse-- much like "keep it tight," it occasionally seemed to be helping draw me towards something, but I don't know if it was the dream. Mostly it just felt like something to do while lying still, though this could just be the sign of a bad mantra.
• There seems to be something to me about shifting the focus into the headspace and away from the body intentionally. In retrospect this seems obvious but I had not found a good way to do it, whereas by 'staring at my eyelids' I seemed to almost force this perspective a little bit.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in my house on the upper floor and chasing small monsters that are going to kill us. I have a laser pointer and using it to glow under beds in order to kill the small monsters. I communicate with the other persons in the room and looking if they find anything. I'm now on the lower floor and I'm hearing things upstairs, I know it's a monster. I know it's a dream but it's only semi lucid. I test out what weapons I can use against the monster upstairs. I shoot some blue energy balls and think it will do. I fly up the stairs to my sister's room. There are two people and a monster there! I think to myself that my superpowers won't work against the monster. I use my superpowers to shoot him with some blue energy balls but it has no effect. I use my other superpower and shoots yellow beams to cut his head off. It works and his head goes off. He still talks and reattaches his head. I use my yellow beams again and use my telekenisis to put the head on the cealing. I say something to the two people in the room about the head. There is going to be a council about how to punish this monster that can't die. I lose myself into the dream story. I walk outside the room by the toilet and there are a lot of Harry Potter characters there. I see Malfoy. There are three different groups there. All the Huffelpuff members, Slitherin members and Gryffindor members (rip Ravenclaw. They were excluded from my dream). I know I'm Harry Potter now and I'm a member of Gryffindor. I get to choose one more time which household I should join. I say I want to join Slytherin even tough Malfoy is my enemy. I regret my decision immediately. I hover over the ground with my back just hanging and my arms hanging too. I hover with my head held down and I'm really depressed.

Dream 1: I was creating a video with friends and I remember 2 people biking in multiple clips in multiple ares spliced toegether as the into. I think we were going to peoples doors as part of it

Dream 2: There was this one guy who says the only sport(or maybe thing) hes good at is football. We were playing football and then it turned into a game with different rules. They allowed the ball to hit the ground and bounce. Then there were 3 balls and it was kind of like a game of keepaway. People were kicking it against walls and trying to get a good bounce so that they coud get it and keep it away from others. It's called Pineball. There were 3 other players besides me. Then one guy broke his arm and the other 2 got mad and kicked his arm. I heard a crunch. I was walking away and 2 new challengers came but they were nice and innocent, they didn't know how hardcore these players were. They challenged them to a game of pineball and even started to correct them on the name and history of the game. Ten my alarm went off.

Dream 3: I was at picked up a call that I realized I had put him on hold for 15 minutes and he was really mad. He yelled at me for a bit and asked for my name and stuff. Then he asked me if I thought I was good at what I did. I said I am good at what I do but I make mistakes because I am human and I will not have him tell me otherwise. Later I was making pizza and found a couple slices of soggy pan pizza in the food bins, one in the hot peppers. I debated on using the slices(Even though I would have never done that IRL). Later a couple young girls came in and they said I look like I'm 5 years old because I was wearing baggy blue shorts and shirt. I said yeah kind of lol

Dream 4: I was going down this giant stairwell and at each landing there were lots of books you could take or look at. Like one of those boxes where u take 1 and leave 1. I remember there being lots of picture books and some interesting ones. I met up with some friends at one point. I also saw some drunk kids in an adjacent landing that were lying down and talking.

I’m gonna skip the first part; it was a boring non-lucid about checking my reddit messages.

Then I woke up and decided to check my reddit messages for real. I logged on and didn’t question why I wsn’t logged in already, or why it said “pepper” instead of “password”, but I did question why the site switched to French when I logged in. I fully believed I was awake and this was just a silly website glitch, but I did a reality check anyway. I struggled to count my fingers (I blamed sleep deprivation for my sudden inability to focus), but I thought I counted six. This didn’t seem right, so I repeated my RC: six fingers. I was dreaming.

I didn’t get my usual rush of excitement, maybe because of the confusion and difficulty surrounding the RC, but that was a good thing, because it actually allowed me to stop and think instead of running around and acting on impulse.

I asked myself what my goals were for this dream (first time I remembered) and recalled that one of the DV beginner goals was to look around and describe my surroundings. I began with my pillowcase (which looked almost like in real life except the circles on it were brown and only one shade of blue) and described it out loud as being “black and tan”. Then I realized I’d got the colors wrong and tried again, though I don’t remember what I said the second time.

Suddenly, my vision went black. I was afraid I was waking up but reminded myself to keep calm. I could still feel my dream body, so I walked across the room, hoping to anchor myself in the dream world. It worked, and my vision returned briefly. I don’t remember what happened next, but shortly after, my vision turned black again and I could feel my body in bed. I knew on some level I was still asleep, but I also knew I was waking up. I could hear birds chirping outside, so I figured I’d reached the “point of no return” of waking up and opened my eyes.

Funny enough, the birds turned out to be part of the dream. When I woke up, I couldn’t hear any birds, just the neighbors talking.

I am walking in Mom’s neighborhood when I notice an old lady staring at me from behind the wooden fence around her yard. She’s wearing sunglasses, some kind of hat, and I think a mask. Despite all this obscuration, I can tell that she’s older (maybe also because I think she’s wearing a sweat suit). As I walk, I look back, turn, and flip her off with both middle fingers. I don’t think I expected a reaction, but I can tell it’s really set her off. I think she wants to come out and fight me. I can see her starting to go through the house to come out here. I think about taking a right at this street, but think I’ll be highly visible. I hear her shouting in the house for someone to come get me and/or call the cops. Instead, I turn around and head through some marshy area with a walking path through it. I run across a white bridge that is a contrast to the dim water and marshy greenery. This seems to happen in slow motion, and I have time to notice how beautiful this scene is. I think that I should remember it so it might have an effect on my dreams or something similar. I think there’s one more bridge but also that I’ll have to walk through the water at some point. I think I’m wearing slippers? Earlier I also noticed how I was wearing fairly bright colored clothes. I think the police may be close.




I’m with Melissa on what seems to be a small porch? It’s really more of a small, flat protrusion from the side of a house, with mesh sidings and top. It’s just big enough for us two and I think the bottom of it is some kind of padding. All of it is black. We seem to be fairly high up and overlooking a long beach. I think we’re both naked. My head is close to between her legs, and I start going down on her. She crawls on top of me and I continue.

I am working at a Starbucks, I think with Lauren. The space seems fairly large, and this counter is very long. Currently it is very busy, and the line is double backed at least once. I sense impatience in some of the customers towards the back, but we are both working as hard and fast as we can. There’s also nobody else here that can help. I think we finally get through the line.

I am walking outside somewhere, I think with Dad and one other around my age. The landscape is of a desert, but not really the Nevada desert (maybe more like Arizona). We come upon the start of a small creek, literally the spot where it is coming up through the ground. It then increases in size until within only a few yards it’s become turgid. In the places where the water is still, I notice how it is a bright, opaque turquoise. It is very striking on the brown and sparse green. We follow this river until it leads to an opening in a slight hillside. The opening then becomes a natural tunnel, maybe 20 feet across and 20 feet high. The river has carved its spot along the bottom and we walk a few feet higher than it, along a path set into the left hand side. As I walk, I push some of the soil down on the right side of the path, as it feels unsturdy. We now begin to think that this’ll lead to Mexico, which makes us think this is a drug smuggling tunnel, which causes us to turn around and leave with some vigor and fear, lest we get caught here.




I am in the bathroom of some public place (or maybe a private place, but where others would be using this bathroom). The room is plain and white. Lifting the toilet lid, I see someone hasn’t flushed. I do so and am revolted when the feces refuses to move, let alone flush. The single piece is impossibly large, probably almost a foot long and a few inches high. I am again revolted when I remember that it’s mine. I prod it with an object but it will not break apart.




I am outside with some unfamiliar boy about my age or younger. I think that he looks Asian, but he tells me he’s an exchange student from Ethiopia. The landscape is desert and we’re outside of an empty looking storefront that seems to be the only thing around. He makes a comment about the heat, either that it’s a lot more or less than Ethiopia.
*I think this might’ve been before the first dream/he was the other person in it.

Walking outside in the streets at night I follow the road upstream to wherever it may lead. After a few minutes I come about a simple house at the top of a closed street. A young woman sweeps the floor as I approach her on the porch. She reminds me of an old friend from years past. The front door is open and I notice a young child playing with her toys. They are kind people I feel, but know deep down in my gut that her partner is an abusive monster.

She does the laundry and waits beside as if expecting me to get close. I lean in to her and she begs me for her and her daughter's well-being. I'm hesitant at first, scared of what might become of me, but I can't refuse her pleas now that I'm here. I tell her we have no time to waste and will prepare some tickets to get her out of the state. At first she seems wary of her remaining tasks at home, the wet clothes, the dinner in a few hours, but I tell her to just let it be and pack as is. She washes hastily and we agree to meet in a few hours while his husband sleeps in bed.

I meet her and her child at a bus terminal. I had arranged beforehand to get our tickets from a known underground contact. As we board the bus I'm wary about danger close by. His husband is on the know of our plan and he's on his way right now to the terminal and bring them back. We have to be quick, so we get into our seats and I hope with all my heart he doesn't reach us before this bus departs. I fear if he were to arrive at the terminal the bus would not move. I speak with the flight attendants for the delay but I'm reassured when I feel the bus initiates its launch into the streets. At this point I know we're safe, she is safe.

As we roll out into the streets, I'm marveled at how different the bus is. We're not so much driving as we're gliding across the road. I peak out the window and notice this bus has wings like those of a plane. A row of seats stretch above us and to the side. This bus is magical. Then come the deserts. Whether we're in the mood for ice cream, cakes, pies, plates filled with deserts come descending from above. They float in front of us and linger just in reach for our hands to grab. I serve me some ice cream and feel delighted at the amount of care and service we're getting.

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I've been having some pressing confrontations with a vampire as of late. Both me and my associate C, a woman with unimaginable skill, search the creepy and foggy woods at night in wait for its attack. I've been getting better with each fight and because of my success, fortune has awarded me with two long sables to defend our cause. Now it is our turn to become the predators and it the prey. We reach the end of an abandoned chimney that sits inside a big willow tree. The damn entrance is closed unfortunately. So we start digging.

Moments prior someone important had gifted C a white glowing dagger that could end the life of this vampire forever. It was our secret weapon, our last resort should the battle turn ugly. Anyway, we end up digging far more than we expected but reached at last a buried treasure. It is an ancient book, beautifully crafted (like those found in the movie "The Mummy"). The book is entirely made of precious stone and engraved on its plates lies a short tale about the vampire itself. As we turn the pages it greets us through its story, excited for all this time it has been leading us fools into a trap, preparing us for our doom as it is our fate to become its slaves.

At this point the chimney opens. A blinding mist escapes through the abyss that covers the entrance. Its attack was swift and silent. I thought I had it so I swing my right hand and hope the blade managed to make contact. It anticipates this move however, and restrains my arm with its hand and, holding a short dagger with its free hand, is about to deliver a deadly blow. I know this is the end, but before the blade penetrates my skin, C swiftly pierces its side with the white dagger. The creature moans in agony and disappears for good into the night.

I slept much later than usual so I was tired.

The first dream took placei n the old west. If I recall correctly we were sea travelers on old fashioned ships made of wood. We arrived at the old west and we were treasure hunting of sorts. Ther were like fire traps on the ground that we had to evade through. That's all I can remember at the moment for that dream.


Zeus

It was like in a similar place at the last dream. In a city there was a child gifted with the power of lightening or something like that. He was the source of the prosperity of this city. There were other children with similar sorts of abilities but they were just sort of residual powers granted by the child. I'll call him zeus for now. But anywho the neighboring town wasn't as prosperous and had a sort of a rivalry thing going on. So some folks for that town decided to infiltrate and kidnap one of the children of this town to figure out the source of their power kind of thing. My pov changed from the child and other children and also the bystander and non-person just sort of view.


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I don't know where the old west theme came from. I didn't really do anything related to old west stuff but I do recall playing an old west vr game months ago just twice. Maybe that's related to this dream. Maybe it's... I remember now! I was thinking about Harrison Ford you know with his movie series what do you call it? Indiana Jones. I thought about it ever so briefly during the day. Yep that's certainly the source of this dream. Not exactly old west but, an old fashioned action movie sort of feel.

Zeus, this theme came from a game I played I'm pretty certain of that for sure.


I should probably have amazing recall by tomorrow though. DJing 3 days in a row usually gives me super recall by the third day.

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Noticed I was dreaming during a power nap. It lacked sensations and I forgot to bring the sensations. Just a vision of the meadows...