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I am in what looks like a large fitting room (sort of like one in the Levi’s fitting rooms) with Dad and Makayla. The lighting is dimmer and the back wall is encompassed by a mirror and a bench. We’re standing at the entrance when I, recording on Snapchat, throw a sock into the room and watch as it is thrown back before it even hits the ground. I throw it a few more times, the same thing happening each time. Now, I seem to be on a roof of a building, on a long ledge. Dad and Makayla are down on the ground. I am asking ‘Charlie’ to reveal himself and actually bracing myself for it to happen.

I am in what seems like a large, dim room. The building seems industrial and empty/abandoned. There are only a few others here. They are doing some sort of bomb test. I think I ask someone if it’s a hydrogen or atomic bomb. I think they say it’s a big bomb, but not that big. Now, the bomb (that looks more like a grenade) is being throw from the other side of the room to over here. There are actually two of them, and they land in a corner/inlet to my right. There is a wall between them and me, but still I panic a little. They then detonate with a much smaller explosion than I had expected. The explosion looks like mostly black smoke in a sort of mushroom head. After a moment it sort of goes off again, sending a powerful wave of aftershock. There are people against a fence on the far side of the room; I watch as they are violently thrown up and against the fence. I go look at the location of impact, finding two small craters. The bottom is bright yellow orange, like it has turned the ground molten. I think about sending a Snapchat of it.

I am climbing at what looks pretty much like Basecamp. I boulder around, and it feels pretty easy; I feel strong. Granted, I am only climbing easier problems, but I feel in control and unfatigued. It seems uncrowded and also a little bigger than it really is. I start a red taped problem on a slight overhang. I start with both hands each on a hold, noticing that the hug my right hand is on is the only starting hold. I don’t really care, since I’m just climbing for myself. After a move or two, a dyno is required to get to the next hold. I come down instead of attempting it, not feeling quite ready for it. Though I probably could do it, I don’t feel committed. At one point, I am making up my own route, using side pull slopers and heel hooks and small holds with ring/rung features (almost like handles). I now try a problem that starts low on a triangular feature on a slight overhang. These small, yellow holds are loose and move around when I pull on them, so I come down after a move or two. A girl comes up and nicely explains that she needs the holds to not be moved, to stay exactly where they are. I think it occurs to me that she must currently be setting this, so, feeling a little bad, I tell her I am sorry and wouldn’t have climbed on it if I’d have known. I now climb up a short problem on a pillar. Now, I am by the rope walls, which really aren’t much taller than the bouldering walls. There are about four groups climbing next to one another, very close together. An older couple comes up and asks if I can belay them or something. I give some excuse not to. They seem a little put off, like I was obligated to or something. I’m not even sure it’d be safe for me to belay right now it’s been so long since I’ve done it. I do go over by the top ropes and start moving one. It’s so close to the pair using the one next to it that it gets tangled in their rope. I get it free and put it back, a little surprised that I can still tie the figure eight (albeit a little too short).

2019, 05-07

Regular Dream - Semi-lucid Dream - Lucid Dream - Notes

Note: I just has the longest and most epic dream I have had since forever! I took a melatonin pill last night to aid in recall and I have been reading dream journals here and thinking about dreams, and I think it is really helping! At least it did last night!

I am at school. I am in a computer class and we are dividing up into groups. Allison is in the class, and a couple others that I know. I am wanting to be in Allison’s group but she ends up forming a group with others and I am left out, so I end up getting placed in a group where there is still room. I don’t know anyone else in my group and I am not happy with it. Class lets out and we all leave class. I am upset and I avoid Allison, but a bit later we both end up at a pool that is at the school. I was going to get in the pool but Allison and her friends are there. We get into it, we have some pretty heated words, it ends up with both of us really pissed off at the other one and we part ways.

Later on I go to bed. I start dreaming. I find myself walking down a path at night that looks like some kind of fantasy forest. There are over-sized mushrooms that I think look like fairy houses and there are strange lights glowing amongst the trees. I think this fantasy world is not real, I must be dreaming. I do a nose pinch RC and I can breathe while pinching my nose. I become lucid.

I now remember the argument I had with Allison and I feel awful about it, I want to find her in this dream and make up. I continue down the path, now I am calling out to Allison, hoping I can find her in the dream and apologize for my part in our earlier argument. I want to say I got more upset about being in a different group than I should have and we can’t all be in the same group so it’s no big deal, I said things I shouldn’t have. I get no answer, but I find a town. I fly over the town, calling Allison. There are people in the town looking up at me and pointing and talking. I keep flying and calling, looking for Allison.

I fly over a larger city. I see a big display screen that’s showing the news. I get close enough to hear and I realize I am the news. The reporter is talking about the woman flying all over the place looking for her friend Allison and anyone with information should call in immediately. I keep flying and I see someone waving to signal me. I fly down and a woman says she saw Allison. I follow her to a theater that is dark and empty except for a few people. Allison is in one of the seats looking as upset as I feel. Her other friends are seated around her glaring at me. But they don’t interfere when I go over and sit down beside Allison and apologize for getting so upset. We make up and have a friendly hug and then I wake up.

But it was a false awakening. I wake up in bed and sit up. I start talking about the dream to record on my iPad that I have set up with a voice activated recorder. I record as much as I can remember and then I stop. I rub my sleepy eyes and then my itchy nose. Then I notice that even when I had my nose pinched almost shut while rubbing it I could still breathe freely. I do a full nose pinch RC and I find I can still breathe. But that can’t be… am I still dreaming? I repeat the RC and become lucid as I realize I am still dreaming.

I leave my room and I find my mom on the front porch of our house. She is just watching the birds around our bird feeder. I tell her that I am dreaming. She doesn’t believe me but I tell her I can prove it by making us both fly. She decides to humor me and let me try. We walk over to the stairs and I help her into the air. We both fly away from our house. My mom is amazed and now believes me. I fly with her down over the city, though the city is much larger than the actual city of Tucson where we live. My mom looks at a billboard that shows an advertisement for a live action version of the anime series Voltron. She seems interested in that so I tell her I can give her a better preview than that. I fly with her over to a tall building and we land on the roof.

Once we are on the roof I walk over near the edge and yell, “VOLTRON!” The sound of my shout sounds like I just did a thu’um as done in Skyrim, it is extremely loud. And then the five lions arrive. The black, blue, green, red, and yellow lions fly in from different directions. I take my mom into the air again to get her the best possible view of the formation of Voltron. All five lions come together and Voltron is formed. The huge robot clearly has my mom impressed, which surprises me. I had never thought she would be interested in Voltron. I look at the advertisement billboard again. It lists the names of the pilots, but they aren’t the same pilots as in the anime. I specifically notice that the pilot of the blue lion is different, though it is still a woman.

As Voltron seems to be showing off I see something else going on. A giant robeast version of Freddy Krueger has arrived on the scene! I land on a building with my mom where we can see what is going on without being in danger. Voltron engages the robeast Freddy Krueger in battle. The fight goes for a bit, but then it looks like Voltron is losing! Voltron forms the Blazing Sword but Freddy knocks it aside! Freddy is laughing and knocks Voltron down into some buildings. Voltron isn’t getting up.

I tell my mom that maybe I have to stop Freddy because an actually dreamer has to do it, an element of the dream won’t be able to do it. I leave my mom and fly towards Freddy. I use my voice sounding like a thu’um again, but this time I say, “I have the power!” I transform into something that looks like She-Ra from the old cartoon, but I’m too small! I repeat the thu’um “I have the power!” several more times, growing larger with each repetition. Now I am equal to Freddy in size. I am ready to fight him now.

I go over to engage Freddy in battle. We grapple for a bit, I push Freddy away from me and then fus him right in the face with one loud and powerful, “FUS RO DAH!” Freddy flies backwards and crashes into a couple of buildings, landing not far from Voltron. I go over to the fallen Voltron and pick up the Blazing Sword. Freddy gets back up and comes at me, I fight him using the Blazing Sword as a single handed sword. I have him retreating, he is trying to block sword attacks with his finger knives and it isn’t proving too effective.

Now Freddy backs off a bit, he seems to be trying to connect to the dream around him with tentacles that look like those of the daedric prince Hermaeus Mora from the Elder Scrolls games, the tentacles are grabbing onto and boring into the dream world, changing it into a nightmare wherever the tentacles touch. I take flight and cut the tentacles with my blazing sword as quick as I can to keep him from transforming the dream. When I have cut all the tentacles I fus him again and this time while he is down I run the sword right through his chest where his heart should be. This time it works, and he lets out a loud cry of rage or pain or both before he turns to dust. I am looking at the huge pile of dust when I wake up to my cat’s meows. I am annoyed at my kitty because I’m afraid she will keep me from remembering the dream. I do a quick nose pinch RC to find I really am awake this time.

I was at hschool with my friend steven. We were hanging out and I met my neighbor Tony. We ended up scheduling like a fight, like a cage fight of something. I realized I wasn't that prepared so just walked around tried to find people to train me. We went to a mall and ended at the mall cafeteria. Eating foods and there were some indian people there. My wallet or friend's was missing. But there was only visa in the wallet so all was ok.

Replay scene. At the mall cafeteria. While asking around for the wallet, the Indian people were a group of elite assassins and were out to get me? Get away from there.

next

I am in a classroom connected to the school before. We went on a school trip to the nearby spot at the north with a mountain. People were skiing and having fun. Back to classroom. We had to play a terrorist/cop kind of game with the class split in each team. What we had to do was write down numbers on a sheet of paper, indicating where each person would go to and where key items would be placed. I was on the tero team. The teros would go first, writing down how many people they would place on the left/right side like 1:4 or 3:2 sort of thing and then the cops side would look at them. The cop side would then decide to counter the number of people to put on each side as well.

So my team decided to put it as 3:1. Our plan was to lure them into the 1 side and bomb it or something. After everything happens things are just confusing and it looks like it didn't work as I thought it would.

-probably influenced from playing counterstrike from long ago

I woke up

Listened to some monroe stuff again fell asleep though. Woke, tried doing same things as yesterday and just tried to relax after that and see images. Saw plants again. Practiced seeing HI while twitching eyes. Moved to the side after twitching the body too much. I moved on my back again, in a broken tree pose since that felt very comfortable.

AP

Got vibrations. I focused on it and it got stronger. Things weren't looking too good though, I had doubts and I was familiar with the sensations, it was getting stronger but felt like one of those that wouldn't work.

Then I had the bright idea to move my eyes around in circles. I believed that maybe this would induced an artificial REM.. And it worked! I just jumped right out of my body (gravity slightly too light when landing on floor). However vision was not there. Part of me was uncertain if I was in an AP or just really did get up. I walked around with my eyes closed, rubbing hands to try to see things. Did not work though. I walked around the bedroom and somehow knew where I was going. I was by the door and decided to hop a little. I felt that gravity was off, slightly too light. Walked back towards the bed, rubbing hands again. I jumped against the bed and did a half back flip onto the floor. Pain, but slightly off. Then I was back on bed.


Notes:

I probably should have touched the floor or the wall. That helped me gain vision last time.

Circling/rolling eyes is very interesting. I need to try this again! Try this when doubts arise or try it next time when vision is not there. I think it might just work. Maybe do this when dream is collapsing. To create an artificial REM?

Date of Dream: TUE 26 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 567 - A Simple Chat

I can’t remember much about this dream at all. The only thing I can remember is that I was chatting to Edward (Ed) B in some unknown setting, he was wearing a black hoodie over his base clothing, with the hood over his head even if it wasn’t raining.



Dream No. 567
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 23 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 566 - Voice Actor Sleepover

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my house and there were two voice actors from America staying over. Edward (Ed) B ended up having my bedroom and so I was sleeping in the front room. Kevin M had another room that doesn’t exist in real life. There was one point in the dream where I was in the kitchen of a distorted layout. Ed was about to come out of the bedroom as it was apparently morning but I was nervous about this. I didn’t want to see how scruffy and disorderly Ed would look after such a long sleep.

The dream was trying to tease me as it kept quickly switching back and forth between me and then Ed who was trying to wade his way out from under my sheets. There was eventually a quick snippet of him and he seemed to be wearing an orange high-viso construction vest over his outfit. Both now in the kitchen, I was making something but I ended up getting slightly upset as Ed was insinuating that he didn’t want to try my food. On the other hand, Kevin, who wasn’t in the room, was emitting this energy that suggested he was really keen to try my cooking.

Later on in the dream, it was just me at home. My dad was now making something in the kitchen and I think it was with some salami, some cream sauce, and basil. I asked why he used the ingredients he did and he said that the basil was to cool down the salami and the sauce. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 566
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 22 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 565 - Beachside Rendezvous

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was on some unknown beach when Edward (Ed) B ended up approaching me from the distance. He was wearing a red short sleeved t-shirt with black pants and white shoes. We ended up greeting each other with a very quick, informal hug. I don’t remember anything else that happened in this scene.

The next scene was later on in the dream but still in the same location, Ed was no longer around though. It was some unknown African man that was talking to me and he was mentioning something about these three people who taught Dutch at a high school. He mentioned two of them with a title of “Brother” and other of “Sister”, I have forgotten their names. The third one mentioned was “Brother Ed”, so apparently Ed was one of the ones now teaching Dutch at this high school. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 565
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 21 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 564 - The Disorderly Law Quiz

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown area, seeing some family friends that my mum knows. The son of the family friend looked very distorted in a bad way and I was actually scared of him in this scene. I can’t remember anything else that happened in this scene.

For the next scene, I was at my house, in my study room. Weirdly, my law lecturer was also in there as I was preparing to take a supposedly 60 minute quiz with 45 questions. She was constantly talking to me about stuff but it had no relevance at all to the law quiz or anything to do with the law subject. I had apparently clicked the start button but she was still talking. Half an hour into the quiz and I actually had to tell her to be quiet. It was hard to do but my brother eventually came and distracted her.

I was rushing to complete the quiz but at the same time I seemed to breeze through the questions easily. It was after the quiz that the dream showed me sitting in my mum’s car in an unknown undercover car park. I was going to pull my phone out and message Edward (Ed) B on Twitch to tell him that I had finished my LST2BSL quiz. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 564
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: WED 20 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 563 - The Ridiculous Class

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my brother and his university friends were at some sort of party and I was going to go and pick them up. A bit later on, I ended up at the place that has been identified as Forest Hill Tower, which does not exist in real life. Usually, the tower was only known to have an elevator, so I was surprised to see stairs when I entered. Still, this tower had an eerie feel about it and I wasn’t confident in how safe this area was.

Upon a further look, I saw stairs as well as some weird looking escalator. In-fact, the escalator seemed to be moving in the wrong direction and so I decided to call for Dreamy WB to come and fix the problem. There were multiple people who were coming down and so I waited for them to get off and then I yelled for Dreamy WB. She didn’t appear but the direction of the escalator had changed. When I came to the next escalator, it was also moving in the opposite direction and so I repeated the process which had the same effect. Afterwards, I ended up back outside and had meet up with my friend from TAFE, NN. In the dream, she showed me a photo of his apparent girlfriend.

The next scene took place in my house, in the hallway just outside my parents’ bedroom and GD was there. GD announced that there was going to be this class starting at 5:00 AM and going until 5:00 PM but that we should turn up in advance for instance at 4:30 AM. NN was there with me and I was shaking my head at him, telling that this class was no good. I then turned to GD and said no but he ended up getting mad at me.

I knew what I had to do next, I started my summoning of Dreamy WB. I made an announcement, something like, “Dreamy WB could you please come to 11 ****** Court representing campus 311?” and like typical PA announcements, I repeated it a second time but as I was doing so, GD actually spoke over the top of it and tried to interrupt. I go downstairs to see if anything had happened and to my gratitude, Dreamy WB had turned up. She had her hair in the default frizzy afro and was wearing a black pencil dress. She gave me a lengthy hug and then went upstairs, supposedly to give GD a stern talking to.

Meanwhile, all these international students were stampeding in my driveway and towards my front door, including MN from TAFE. I managed to shut the door and lock it just in time before that could get through. Oddly though, I looked back and YJ had magically appeared inside, which is what I didn’t want. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 563
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 19 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 562 - Separated Sections

Dream 562 A - All I Want From You
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my old house but it was fairly distorted in some manner. I was still waiting for Edward (Ed) B to get back to me so I could mail him the handmade Easter card but there was no response. In a fit of minor rage, I stamped over to the mirror cabinet and whipped and envelope and pen out of one of the drawers. I was going to physically write all the conventions on the envelope to express what I wanted.

In pink pen, I wrote his full name and the pink pen was supposedly indicating that I already had this detail. I then switched to a purple pen which signified the aspects that he needed to get moving with and provide. One after another, I wrote “address”, “state” and then “country”. There was a problem though, as I wrote each convention, the ink started bleeding very badly. Eventually, the envelope was nothing but pink and purple and it became a very soggy tissue-like mess. The writing could not be seen at all, so it looked it like it was all over.

I walked up to the mirror, hanging the envelope pinched in two fingers. I looked at myself in the mirror, very disappointed. Although I looked in the mirror, I didn’t notice anything disturbing enough to become lucid. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 562 B - Nasty Teachers Aid
The dream started off with me being at my high school, apparently I was there to help the music department with an event in the main hall; it was a school wide assembly. There was a twist though, I was only allowed to help in the hall for 15 minutes and then I had to be outside and was not allowed to participate in the assembly. While I was outside, I was talking to this girl called Sam, she seemed to act strange in some way. At some point, she even went into kiss me which I didn’t feel comfortable with at all.

I was then on my own again and was wandering towards the area of the staffroom. As I was walking towards there, I said to myself, “Hope Mrs Kea. doesn’t see me as I managed to avoid the sign in area”. When I got past the door, I ran so that she wouldn’t notice me. It went wrong though as I could hear her yelling at the top of her lungs, something like, “Leave now! Walk out the side entrance!”.

I was now on the streets upset; it wasn’t a major road though. I ended up in what seemed to be this weird looking grove area. I was wandering the streets upset when I tried to call for 18-Volt, hoping that he would come and comfort me. At one stage, I saw 18-Volt walking up the hill but he was walking away from me. His appearance was the realistic Game & Wario style but he was wearing his green jacket and pants with his glasses and headphones.

At one point, I saw him approaching someone else and giving them a hug; I was worried that he was going to walk away and abandon me. I was proven wrong; after he hugged the person, he turned around and started walking towards me. He seemed oddly preoccupied though and so didn’t seem to put as much care into me as he usually would. He spread his arms out and gave me a hug; although the duration was shorter than usual, it was still a tight squeeze. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 562 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 562 B
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 18 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 561 - No Materials For A Skirt

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, it was a scene with WB and LB in an unknown area. They were required to climb some sort of tower for their maths class. It seemed dangerous though as they were climbing the outside of it and neither of them were supported with any safety equipment.

For the next scene, I was at my grandparents’ on my dad’s side, in the kitchen area, sitting at the table with two textiles teachers from my high school as well as one unknown textiles teacher. Apparently we were supposed to be making skirts. At one point, Ms F got really mean and she shouted at me, saying that I had to do the entire skirt by myself or would not be classified as my work. There was not enough material for a skirt, which I told Ms F and so then she suggested that I make something else. The suggestion of socks was thrown around but there wasn’t enough for that. I was overjoyed that I was able to get out of having to make something.

I then looked at my watch, which indeed had the numbers 1 – 12 but not in the correct order. They were mixed up and rather being placed in a circular way, the numbers seemed to form into a bit more of a curl, like a spiral. My grandma then brought out this massive wafer cake that she had made and this was apparently for her birthday. As she placed it on the table, I felt my mouth watering for the cake but then at the same time, I wanted to 18-Volt over as well.

I went over to call him on my phone but he wasn’t picking up. Next, I went into the backyard and that’s when I heard the phone go off. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw that 18-Volt had sent me so many short texts. We ended having a mini conversation but the messages were going so fast that I almost couldn’t keep up. Near the end of the thread, I find that he can actually can come and so I go looking for my brother so I can take him to find 18-Volt.

My brother and I then left from the back gate and we were now on the streets. As soon as we left the driveway, the streets were crowded with all these people who seemed to be proceeding out of some sort of event nearby. As we were walking, I said to my brother, something like, “When we find him, you can even introduce yourself to him”. At the same time, I was examining each and every person to ensure that there were no traces of 18-Volt within them.

We had gone a few blocks down but the odds of finding 18-Volt seemed grim. At one point, my brother and I seemed to be approaching the main area where the event was actually taking place. The dream had told me to avoid the cemetery as this is where the event was happening. There were quite a few blocks of land where the cemetery was, and so I couldn’t tread on there, I could only fix my eyes into the distance to examine people. Just when all hope was lost, I started to feel this powerful energy that 18-Volt was approaching… But… The bloody alarm went off for 7:15 AM on the Monday morning.



Dream No. 561
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 17 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 560 - Separated Sections

Dream 560 A - I Am Not Indian
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in some completely unknown area but at the same time I owned a house to myself. I recall that this was my third time entering the house and I flew in through a port-hole in the style of Ratchet using his helipack in game. Fir a while, I wondered around the house, discovering that my grandparents from my dad’s side also seemed to be in there. I was then all by myself and was once again wondering around, trying see what was what.

There was something going on in the backyard and girls were dressing up in Indian saris. I remember one of the girls from my early years in high school and she was wearing a pink and gold sari. I myself seemed to put into some odd Indian dress myself and apparently I had to rush out to join the others. For some reason though, the dream kept me wandering about in the house. Apparently the party had already started but I was still lingering, now in my bedroom.

A bald guy came about and I could tell he played the role of the torturous university lecturer in a previous dream. In this dream, he played the role of what seemed to be a fake police officer. Apparently I was going to be arrested for being Indian. No matter how many times I told the police officer I wasn’t Indian, he still didn’t believe me and continued ridiculing me. He even started yelling at one point and so I didn’t know what else to say to him.

A thought then came into my head to call 18-Volt. I told the police officer that I would be doing this and as expected with dream-villains, he became alarmed. He rushed quickly onto a device and started to delete evidence one-by-one of what he did to me. I realised and became extremely panicked myself; I had to get 18-Volt over before all the evidence was gone. I was absolutely flustered as I called for 18-Volt as loud as I could. There was no response and so like a lot of the time, I had to repeat the call.

It seems nothing was happening at all the police officer was going to get away with his claim. I became silent and started whimpering somewhat as I kept trying for 18-Volt. In a desperate bid for help, I then decided to try Dreamy WB but only did so once, without a successful response. I was now in tears as I wheezed and trembled for 18-Volt. It took long enough, but I felt some energy approaching from the rear hallway.

I went to investigate and it was 18-Volt that was finally approaching the scene in a mysterious way, wearing all black as well. I could tell it was him but he was actually covered with a slim suit on his body, making him skinnier than usual. He then also had a long beanie over his head also compressing his ponytail down and hiding his face. He knew we had to hurry, so he only gave me a very brief hug and then walked me over to the dining table, having me sit down while he talked to me. He stood from behind, putting both his hands on my shoulders, and said not to pay attention to the maths that was going to go on, or I would assume to be Indian.

18-Volt then left me to sit with my grandparents as he walked over to the police officer, ready to unmask himself and give the verdict. Just as 18-Volt took his last step and declared his presence to the criminal cop, I woke up.

Dream 560 B - Grandma Guide
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I seemed to be at an unknown shopping centre and I was looking for Dreamy WB as she was required for this particular task. I had the thought in mind that I would call upon Dreamy WB to give Edward (Ed) B his pending dream penalty. However, Dreamy WB didn’t appear as expected, which meant that she wasn’t valid to give out any discipline. She looked nothing like her youthful and beautiful, African self and was rather a middle aged but very wrinkly Caucasian woman with medium blonde hair, resembling my maths teacher from year 7.

I ended up in the elevator complex next to the car park and no matter how hard my mind was working to convert her features to normal, it wasn’t working. There was JLe in the area and there were two other unknown people with her. After I had assessed the area of the surrounding car park for a short while, the distorted Dreamy WB was attending to a very stressed JLe. She was crying and she was scared of going into the elevator, so Dreamy WB put a hand behind her back and escorted her in.

I had now lost Dreamy WB and so there was no way of giving out Ed’s penalty. I walked out into the car park now and was walking around in it. As I was going around one of the further lots, the dream was telling me to hop on to my phone and send Ed a message that his penalty would likely be cancelled. I didn’t want to give up the penalty that easily though, so I stood my ground and thought about what other measures I could take.

All of a sudden I ended up in my bedroom but I soon realised that this was just a false awakening. I then ended up in an unknown house where I saw a sims version of Dreamy WB and 18-Volt. Then I realised that Dreamy WB was a male and 18-Volt was a female which was not ideal at all. Seemingly, the dream was doing all it could to make sure I couldn’t give Ed his penalty. After a constant mess around of Dreamy WB and 18-Volt, the dream ended.



Dream 560 A
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Dream 560 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 16 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 559 - A Teacher Is Taught

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I remember, I was with my brother and we were at Camelot Rise Primary School. There was some big event going on there but my brother and I were wandering around outside and we were talking about things, I forgot exactly what we spoke about though.

Later on, I was in one of the classrooms and my grade 5 teacher, Miss H didn’t like something about my work. She was criticising it very, saying it would not be suitable for a workplace at all. I told her that she told us to do such an activity but Miss H wouldn’t take any of it. I gave her the signal that she was going to be in trouble sooner or later.

The dream then skipped to my house with Miss H being there as well. She was still criticising for what had happened before at the school. As if I was calling out though a PA, I called out “Could Selvian Gurinder please come to <address> in order to attend to the teacher of 5/6H?”. As I was saying this, Miss H was talking very abruptly and non-stop, trying to interrupt and interfere with the process.

It didn’t matter in the end though. I repeated the announcement again and after that, a little green bear came waddling into the house and jumped up onto the couch next to Miss H. She looked disgusted as she was being told off by the bear. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 559
Dream Guide: Selvian
Lucid?: No



Pretty amazing how this dream panned out. Selvian is another original character from the stories I write. Originally, I didn't really have a surname for him but then a lot of dreams ago, it mentioned that his surname was Gurinder. It's interesting to see that the dream has kept that identity, partially also because I think the surname suited his nameflow and so I kept it. When Selvian was telling off the teacher, he did it in such a calm way. It's like Selvian had the wisdom of Dreamy WB but rather than reprimanding them, he's still "matter of fact" but very calm, more like how a parent would teach their child when they've done something wrong.

Date of Dream: TUE 12 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 558 - Meet My Therapist

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown building seemingly with elevators in the distance when 18-Volt approached me from the main entrance door. He was in his Warioware Gold appearance but slightly more realistic and this time, you could see the creases in his clothes. I don’t remember him anything this time but rather, he came and hugged me straight away.

As I was still locked in 18-Volt’s hug, my dad came from one of the inside corridors and looked confused as to why I was hugging a random stranger. I turned around, still locked in, and gestured my dad to 18-Volt, introducing him. I told my dad a few things about 18-Volt but I have forgotten everything. I perceived this energy from my dad like he wanted to me be able to go in an elevator. After some hesitation, I said to my dad that “18-Volt provides me counselling”. I then turned back towards 18-Volt and he was now squeezing me tighter than before. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 558
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No