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I appear to be coming outside from school and I became lucid. I look around it was bright sunny out and decided to explore. For some reason I felt like this was my old middle school and I roam around climbing on top of the building and being on the roof. I had a desire to find my brother in this dream so I begin to look for him. I then notice while on the roof that he was on the far right building across from me.

I jump from the roof with the attempt to fly to him. But it didn't happen, instead I landed on the ground hard but I wasn't hurt. I then see my brother on ground and we begin walking while talking. We started to walk to this big house that look fairly expensive. I saw his friends come from inside it and walk passed us. I waved my hand at them as my brother and I enter the place.

We walk all around the area talking about all sorts of stuff like tv shows we use to watch and how some of his roommates rooms were a messed or what they didn't like to do in the morning. We then soon made it to the balcony and I could tell my time was running low. I turn around and look at him and said I have a question for you. I slide open the door so we could stand outside as it was night now. I look at him and said are you my brother from the future, the person I met when I was 14.

He tells me no and we both talk about his life while laughing about some of the stuff he has done. I wake up shortly after.

I'm in a large bathroom with a friend when we start to play a game resembling basketball, but we're playing with a soccer ball and trying to dunk it into a toilet. I feel confident with my dribbling abilities and easily move around him to score a first point. Same thing happens with the second point as well. After scoring this one, however, another friend joins the game against me so it becomes a 2 on 1. It is more difficult to get around them to score, but I find a way and get a third and fourth point. On the fourth point, I'm super pumped up and slam the basketball into the toilet causing a huge splash to get all over the floor. I tell them that I'll find a mop and go to look for one. We are now in a large open gym, and I find a squeegee broom laying against the wall. I return to the splash to start cleaning when a janitor comes over. He mumbles to himself and says "what the hell is this?" not to anyone in particular. Listening carefully, I start to catch on to what he's upset about. It sounds like water is running underneath the floor from a broken pipe or something. A little later, I'm waiting in line at school to ask about one of my classes, but it looks like this line is for food. I go up anyway and ask if they can answer my question. The lady says something like "just relax", and brings out a pitcher full of an orange drink. I assume that it's alcoholic mixed with pulpy orange juice, and sure enough, tastes like it when I take a drink.

Sep 5 2018

I'm in the front yard of my childhood home. It's dark out, a long while before dawn. My parents are there (we're all sitting on ice chests or plastic/yard chairs, I can't remember seeing them) and we're preparing for a party or get-together of some kind. The song "Sweet Child of Mine" is playing, and for some reason I have to learn the solo (I know it vaguely from playing it IWL in high school). This could be from the fact that my parents always wanted me to play guitar at family gatherings and I always hated it. I wrote down something like "just...play it" in my DJ but don't remember the significance. For some reason my high school girlfriend who I dated for like 3 weeks was going to be there, and I remember her name in loopy script. Can't remember if I wrote it or someone else did.

Very vague dream fragment in a restaurant. After that, a vivid dream where I'm on the patio/balcony of my current apartment. I had a "profound sense of acceptance" to quote my DJ.

I woke up around 5am into pretty good paralysis and decided to try a quick WILD attempt (my fiance gets up at 5:30am). Unfortunately my dog got up, flapped his ears loudly, and sat right on my arms/chest, which pulled me out if it. I lay awake for the remaining time and let my fiance sleep, but I heard some weird soft sighing. At first I thought it was her, but as she was leaving I brought it up and she said she heard it too. The only rational explanation is that it was our dog, but it sounded like a human female...

I walked the dog and looked at the stars, pushing my alarm back a little and resolving to get lucid.

In my next dream, I'm on a computer and for some reason I have to download a set of 128 bit pixel smileys. They're coming from a website called Jered/Jerek's World, or Site. The smileys are crude in an "early internet" kind of way. One of them was a picture of exaggerated red lips, another is more orange and is laughing, and my fiance laughs at them. I open up the windows search bar and paste what I had, into the search. It pastes the words "Jerek's World", and as I read the words in my head, the desktop background starts alternating between some tiled images, one tan one saying Jerek/Jered's Site and another grey one saying "Jerek's Billion Dollar Software Company". They transitioned in horizontal and vertical screen wipes.

Next, I'm in a long kitchen stretching out maybe 10 feet to the left and 20 to the right. I'm not aware of anything behind me, but I understand that in front of me past an archway is the living room. I'm standing at the sink, looking for something or someone. Possibly my fiance is there. I was just walking around with a Brita pitcher, and now I see that there's a second, rounder one on the counter. I try to find the lid for it and I see it's in the sink, but the inside of it is covered with a greasy layer of spaghetti sauce.

In my next dream, my boss's boss is giving advice on business lunches, i.e. where to take clients. She suggests some other restaurant, but her favorite is the hotel restaurant. She hands it over to a younger guy who looks annoyed and seems to be a drier, more monotone version of a WL coworker. The room is tinged with blue lighting. He hands out a textbook. We're going to go on a business lunch with him, which he's not pleased about. I pull my phone out and subtly try to voice-record him, but no such luck. I end up taking notes on paper and draw a vivid picture of lips (was one of the smileys). I think at this point I was trying to record my dreams in-dream! Should capitalize on this. I woke with slight headache.



*Note: Analyzing my dreamsigns from the entries I've posted on DV, I think I can safely say my strongest ones are a) childhood home b) fiance c) family members. Hopefully I can add trying to dream journal as a new one, we'll see if it keeps manifesting.

I was getting dressed to go on a roadtrip with my family. I had Niagara Falls in my mind as I was putting on my clothes. As I walked out the door I saw my family leave without me. Guess I took too long to get dressed. I turned around and got worried I may have been locked out of the house. I realized my key was still in my bedroom. The front door had double doors. One was locked, one was left open a bit but was locked. I was able to get in because someone failed to close the door all the way. I was about to close the door and go back to my room, but then I saw a bunch of vehicles park in our driveway and yard and even overflow down the road a bit. I went back outside to see what was going on. I saw Donald Trump in a semi-truck. I walked up to the truck and he climbed out. I shook his hand and said it was a pleasure to meet Mr. Trump. He told me I won first prize in a giveaway and that I could choose one of two prizes. $30,000 cash or all of the vehicles in sight. He then proceeded to give me a tour. There were at least 10 semis, some snowmobiles, an ATV, some small motorized bikes, some cars, etc. I was very impressed, but I could not decide which prize I wanted. I mean sure the vehicles have a much much higher value and can be sold to make a huge profit, but I'd still have to store them and sell them in the meantime.

I decided on the lump sum of cash. Donald Trump was not impressed. I said I really wanted an ATV, but perhaps I can get one another day, or even purchase it with the cash on hand. He took me back to his truck where he looked for two pieces of paper to hand to me. They were red and real long. I did find them. I opened them up and they had a bunch numbers like bank account, SSN, etc. They looked more like contracts than deposit slips or checks. I shook Donald Trump's hand and referred to him again as Mr. Trump. I noticed his son Don Jr. was also present and shook his hand awkwardly referring to him also as Mr. Trump. I went back inside the house as all the trucks departed. As I closed the door I heard someone else entering from a side door. I quickly worried that I was being robbed and that they somehow knew I was a prize winner. I went upstairs, hid the papers in a cabinet that held an ironing board (Who would look there?), and faced the stranger downstairs. As I descended the stairs I wondered why I didn't grab my bat from my bedroom to use for self defense when suddenly I found myself confronting the stranger. She seemed to be a mix between black and Hispanic and appeared to be a few months pregnant, just enough for the baby bump to show. She had a friend of hers with her. She seemed surprised to see me, but quickly maintained her composure.

I asked her what she was doing in the house and told her she didn't belong here. She told me she was a tenant and got frustrated that she would be accused of anything but that. I then desired to call my parents who own the house, but the dream ended before I could.

For the record the house in the dream was a combo of the current house and my childhood home. The driveway was a large horseshoe, and the front doors being double doors mirrors the current house more than the previous. The iron closet is of the current house, but the house layout was of the prior house.

Morning of September 5, 2018. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,888-02/03 (two dreams). Optimized 2 min 15 sec read.



In the first part of my dream, I get out of bed to go into a different room. (My dreaming experience lacks the dynamics of a false awakening). I am aware of Zsuzsanna, but there are also a few unknown people sleeping in the immediate area, yet I do not perceive them as intruders.

My dream self perceives the unfamiliar setting as our present home. I look at a different bed in a well-lit room. Two Ragdoll cats are sleeping near its corner where the walls meet. One is ours; the other belongs to Zsuzsanna's sister. I think the cats are finally used to each other. The darker one gets up and moves to the opposite end of the bed.

I notice my youngest daughter on the floor. She is only about one year old. At first, I am concerned. I go to her, but she seems okay. I notice blue veins on her face, but she is cheerful. I ask the cats if she had fallen off the bed, anticipating a spoken answer, but there is no reply.

My dream fades, though I eventually enter another one. This time I am in the Cubitis house's living room. I do not recall that I had not lived there since 1978. It seems to be morning now.

I go to a fictitious entrance in the middle of the east living room wall. Farther to the east, from the doorway, I see that clouds are close to the ground, creating a virtual horizon at about where the railroad tracks would have been. I consider this incredibly strange. My youngest daughter is present again, though now about three years old. I tell her, "Look, the sky has fallen." I do not believe that the sky has "fallen." I only say this to pique her curiosity. She seems cheerful and wants to see. Still, I think something inexplicable is going on.

I am aware of my father being in the southwest bedroom. (I do not recall he had died when I was in my teens, long before I came to Australia to marry. I have no recall of my mother.) Suddenly, through the curtains, I see that the area where the clouds had been is blue sky. It is suddenly brighter, like a curtain rising from the false horizon. However, I am aware it means all the clouds in the region had suddenly come together to go higher in the sky to form a tornado. It will likely come straight toward our home.

Something unusual happens, as a thread of metacognitive awareness of recently working on a compilation of January 1970 dreams becomes the focus. It changes the outcome of this dream that otherwise anticipates a vestibular phasing response.

It causes my dream to model my experience from January 1970. Instead of a threat, the scenario resets to where I am looking at the "same" clouds near the ground. An angel with large white wings appears in the distance, hovering in the air in a standing position. She is wearing white and will probably give me a gift.

A dove flies into my hands, giving me the strong impression that the angel had transformed into it (somatosensory phasing). As I look down, as it settles into the palms of my hands while facing right, it is almost like a fuzzy pastel painting expressing peace and beauty as I slowly wake.

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Date of Dream: TUE 4 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 415 - Separated Sections

Dream 415 A - Reflection In The Mirror (Lucid Dream 26)
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in an unknown room that had features of some small living room. There was a huge antique mirror filling up the whole space of a wall; I walked up to the mirror and had a look through it. Strangely enough though, I didn’t see my own reflection.

Rather, through the mirror, I saw 18-Volt sitting in a dark maroon coloured leather armchair with a notepad on his lap. I decided for a while just to keep looking into the mirror and to quietly observe what he was doing. The armchair was positioned sideways to the mirror, so I could see what he was actually writing on the notepad! He had an underlined title written at the top which said “How To Hold Her In An Elevator”. This time also, he had his own unique handwriting, although I can’t describe how it looked.

Under that, he had all these words and phrases scattered all over the page. Some I can remember were “gentle”, “stay calm”, “she’s scared”, “hold her tight” and “not touching the ground”. Then in the bottom right hand corner of the page, he also drew a fairly detailed diagram of how he was going to hold me, although I couldn’t see his hands anywhere on that diagram. But then it wasn’t of the whole figure, rather it was a drawing from the bust-line of 18-Volt and up. I was drawn to be on the right side of him (left if it were from his view perspective), clawing both my hands onto the back of his right (left) shoulder as the rest of me dangled off the front of his body. I was wearing my summer school dress.

Then all of sudden, this sense of awareness kicked into me and I was thinking to myself, “Wait a minute… Why am I seeing 18-Volt in the mirror rather than myself?”. But in the actual dream, I was silent as I thought this. Then I actually spoke, I gasped and then said to myself in a shocked but amazed tone, “I’m actually dreaming!”. I tried calling out through the mirror to see if 18-Volt would hear me. I said, “Take me!”, nothing happened and rather, 18-Volt was continuing to write words and phrases on his notepad. I started to perceive this invisible energy that gave me the feeling that he wasn’t ready to take me yet.

Despite my perception of the energy, I kept going, “Take me!”, hoping that something would change and he would notice me. After trying a few times at the mirror, I then looked back into the version of the living room that I was in and yelled “Take me!” a few more times. And then I left the living room and ended up in this area with two lifts in it. I looked upwards at the two doors in terror but had a rather enthusiastic tone when I yelled “Take me!” a few more times. After this, the dream ended.

Dream 415 B - Bad Boys
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was in this completely unknown outdoor area, it felt like it was near some sort of major freeway. In fact, this dream is very blurry in my memory. The only thing I can recall is that RK and BK weren’t very nice to me at all and they would actually take every opportunity they could in order to ditch me and exclude me from their company. That’s all I can remember.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 415: Results (Competition #7)

415 A
Competition Night: 3
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

415 B
Competition Night: 3
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 23.0
Calculation Details:
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: 18-Volt in NL section (0.5)
- Reality Check Caused Lucidity: Who's that in the mirror? (5.0)
- First Lucid of The Night (10.0)
- Was Introduced via DILD (5.0)
- WBTB Included (2.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 1.5
Total Accumulated Points: 24.5



It was interesting how dream 415 A came about. I had yet to have a dream where 18-Volt would take me for lift use practise and the 10th is approaching very fast. Still, I don't know when this interview thing is happening, so hopefully I still have some time up my sleeves. I was going absolutely bonkers because I wasn't getting a dream even though I was writing like mad, executing suggestion and visualisation techniques in my book. So then I started to write a letter... I was going stir-crazy and so I also decided to write a direct-specific letter to my primary dream guide Dreamy WB, suggesting that she would go and see 18-Volt herself behind the scenes and figure out what was going on. There were some dreams in the early hours of the morning that I couldn't recall after waking. It's when I woke up at 5:30 AM and then fell back asleep at 6:30 AM when the dream came on. I certainly wasn't expecting to become lucid so that was a nice surprise.

What amazes me is the depth of content in Dream 415 A. It felt so powerful to see 18-Volt through the mirror, doing such a thing. I mean, he could have easily been doing it in the same room but the to be on the opposite side of the mirror adds this whole new sense of mystery and a new level of inter-dimensional exploration. Some of the phrases he wrote on the notepad, I had mentioned in my letters and others, I think, may be from Dreamy WB's behind the scene instructions. And then that drawing... It's hard to believe he would have such exquisite drawing skills. He actually drew himself and then also drew me in the dress you see me wearing in my profile picture... It wasn't just a rough sketch either, it looked like something that would be drawn by a graphic designer. Come to think of it, maybe he only drew how he would anticipate me holding onto him... The phrases were maybe how he was going to direct himself at the actual time of the task.

So whereas I was expecting to have had two exposures with 18-Volt by now, I have had none. I hope the Awareness Behind The Dream picks itself up and gets moving!

Date of Dream: MON 3 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 414 - She Who Demands Loses All

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in some sort of church and there was a wedding going on there. I saw the groom but couldn’t recognise him at all. I then heard there was a problem when it came to the bride… The couple had absolutely no wedding party with the but the dream emphasised this only on the bride’s side. Apparently the backstory is that the bride wouldn’t let her three bridesmaids choose their own dresses and so they left her.

I came up to the bride and offered to be a multi-function bridesmaid and flower girl. “I’m wearing white”, I said to her and so then she graciously accepted me offer. So as the bride and the groom were walking up to the alter, I was following the bride. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream Competition #7 (2018) - Housekeeping Details:

Dream Guides (Worth 10 points if lucidly summoned):
1. Dreamy WB/Miss T
2. Murray
3. 18-Volt

Emergency Team (Can act as dream guides but are only 5 points if lucidly summoned):
1. Sly
2. Bentley
3. 9-Volt

Scoring Template...
Competition Night:
Lucid or Non-Lucid:
Dream Guide:
Emergency Team:
Eligible For Competition points:

Points Calculator...
Points For This Entry:
Calculation Details:
Total Accumulated Points:

Dream Measurement Criteria:
Non-Lucid Fragment = 2 or less paragraphs
Full Non-Lucid Dream = 3 or more paragraphs



Competition #7 - Personal Goals
Old – On lap travel, have Dreamy WB travel faster than a car
Old – Utilise a time ability like in Spyro The Eternal Night
Old – What visible power/s can Dreamy WB unleash?
Old – Have Dreamy WB dish out discipline to Logan for various unruly conduct
Old – Have Dreamy WB assist with fear control using a valid lift
Old – Discover where Dreamy WB lives; do I live with her?
Old – Win against the parents without any dream guide help
Old – Draw something and make it come to life
Old – Talk to your deceased grandfather with any dream guide present
Old – Interact with Murray as a complete hippo (no human features or behaviour allowed)
Old – Go back to Sly 2 and personally stop the Contessa from making her unfair arrests
Old – Have Dreamy WB meet Murray as a human; what is her reaction?
Old – Fight a clone of yourself
New – Successfully have 18-Volt take you for lift fear control
New – Have all members of the Dream Guide Team appear in one dream
New – Go to Diamond City
New – Act as an officer for your own Diamond City Fair Work Commission and have Wario in trouble for underpaying his employees.
New – Have Dreamy WB execute the above task (Fair Work Commission)
New – After investigation, catch out the Volts' teacher for any unfair classroom conduct
New – What is Dreamy WB's reaction to the music coming from 18-Volt's boombox?
New – In Diamond City, execute a task on 18-Volt's behalf
New – Lay down the law on 13-Amp
New – Meet 5-Volt
New – "Step into 9-Volt's shoes" and witness one episode of Sneaky Gamer yourself. Warning! Could cause a nightmare.
New – Attempt to do 18-Volt's hair for him (surely it messes after he sleeps?), is he proud or disappointed with your execution?
New – Share your music with 18-Volt (you sing it!), what does he think?



Dream 414: Results (Competition #7)
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 1.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Help someone in need (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 0.0
Total Accumulated Points: 1.5

+(f) standing at a sink with dish drainers

+ some people (a couple) are coming home, we are in their home

+ a man is standing in front of a refrigerator and it is spewing water out of the two upper corners

Jamie closes the box

I see Jamie standing in a field behind a big farm house. My dybbuk box is there but GIANT and lying open. Jamie is trying the push the large lid down but is struggling too hard to do so.A 30 ft man with long brown hair and sporting a white and red loincloth - Jesus approaches and shuts the lid of the Dybbuk box.

Next night

Conversation
Me and Jamie are exchanging WALLS of text on Facebook. We are negotiating something but there's too much information to follow.



Jamie gets possessed

Jamie is in a graveyard that looks like haunted hills from fortnite. She is beside one of the stone buildings and digging. She places the Dybbuk box in the hole she dug. She begins praying over it. I see a black shadow rising up from behind her. Her eyes change from light blue/gray to dark brown.

Party

I'm at some party in a town hall or something. There are many rooms though and hallways. I am just hanging around talking to lots of people.
Jamie with a group of people. She notices me and gives me a dirty look and leads her group down a hallway. I follow them until I notice she is no longer there.

Now I have to find a bathroom, so I continue down the hallway. I run into some security that says I have to turn back because this part is under construction. I ask them where a washroom is? They say it's outside and in another building. I leave the building and begin to walk outside when my memory fades.

Chase

Forget what was going on earlier. But I was going up some steps in a park that led to a street by the hill when I became lucid. I wandered across the park towards a street. I paddled up and began flying and went across the park towards the street with generic houses. I finally landed.

I looked up into the sky and saw stars but they were blurry. I tried floating up again and found I could not. A transparent wall formed around me and I began moving fast down the street. Now I was in a train with semi transparent walls, it reminded me of Blaine the Mono, from the dark tower series. "Computer? where are we heading?" I walked up to a panel with a mini map on it that had a blinking red dot indicating where the train was. "Destination: Jamie." Blaine answered.

Blaine announced that we had arrived in what seemed like a minute later. Doors opened and I found myself in a medevil setting like from Game of Thrones. I was walking behind Jamie now, who didn't notice I was there. She had very fancy hair in the back. There was a braid over the rest of her brown hair on her back and she was wearing black old style leather coat with leather strips on the front and back.

By the path there was a clearing where two people in raggedy clothes stood leaning on a wooden table with a wooden sawhorse nearby. Behind them was a pond.

Jamie then noticed I was behind her. She vanished in front of me but a second later she was standing in place of one of the people in raggedy clothes. I jumped up to her and said, "Jamie, I love you." To this she gave a frustrated look. I noticed her eyes were dark brown instead of light gray. Her form changed in front of me and now I was staring at what looked a taller Peter Dinklage, who was now giving me a dirty look. I looked to my left and now she was standing in place of the other person. When she noticed I saw that she teleported inside a person running away. Where she was previously standing was now a young woman in ragged clothes with white hair. The woman laughed and said, " Ah I see we are both in love with people who don't want us." It was here I woke up.

Walking

This is the next night All I remember is walking down the street with a girl. Don't think it was Jamie. it might have been C.

Arguing

Some dream where I was at my dad's house. He said something kind of hurtful. So I started yelling a bit at him and making my point. He had nothing to say and left me alone.

Looking forJamie

I was in a park when I became Lucid. I jumped up and flew a bit trying to get a feel for the dream. I remembered to look for Jamie to see if I could get her not possessed. I asked a bunch of DCs if they had seen Jamie? A crow spoke up and said he knew Jamie. He turned into a man and attacked me. Next Thing I knew I was on the ground and the man was holding me down with a giant arm. I tried to push his arm off me but before I can, I wake up.

C again

Somehow, I am thrown into a dream with C. We are at what appears to be her house. I am wondering why I am there when I am supposed to be looking for Jamie. Me and C are talking and I make an excuse to leave. She looks really upset that I have to leave. I cave in and say I'll stay and watch some Netflix with her. She cheers up and joins me on the couch. I am messing with a remote that doesn't work at all when I wake up.

Finally caught up with Jamie.

I was in an abandoned building at night time and found Jamie crawling around the floor like she was possessed. She looked at me but didn't seem to know who I was. She just kept Ranting about: The boy. The Boy who wasn't leaving her alone.

Jesus intervenes

I'm in an apartment building with a large window. Jesus is sitting there with Jamie and she is looking well. Jesus points at me and says that it was my dybbuk box that possessed her. She then looks at me like she is mad at me. Like it's my fault. I realize it partly is, but I had no idea that buying a dybbuk box could possess someone from a dream.

I'm visiting a building that appears to be a furniture store. All of the furniture on display, however, is torn up and ragged looking. The employees still try to sell it as if it's new which gives me a bad first impression of them. I get on a roller coaster that moves through the whole building. The rails and car I'm sitting in are all invisible so it's just me flying through the air. Eventually, it drops me off and I walk outside. Very soon after I'm outside the building, a bee begins to bother me. I try to ignore it, but it suddenly lands on me and stings me. I feel the sharp pain in my leg, but it doesn't feel very bad. Nevertheless, I overreact and start limping around calling out for help. Someone comes up and helps me pull the stinger out. I can see it under my skin and looks to be an inch long. It comes out with the same feeling as a splinter would. It turns out that there's two of them with the second one being just as long as the first one.

Big old dream drop from the past few days to try and kick start my dream recall again.

Some dream involving me being on a vacation with my mother. We were driving through various towns in eastern Michigan. I recall this one town; which I could swear I have been to in several dreams before. The town is quite small, built on the intersection of two paved country roads in a thick forest that meet at an angle. At one of the corners made by the roads is a burger place made of light brown bricks with a dark brown awning which I could swear I have been to before in previous dreams.

I was sitting at the restaurant talking with my mother about things for a time and drawing and explaining something on a napkin. She told me the car had broken down and she had to take it to get it fixed and that I should explore the town. I headed out of the burger place and to another store a little ways away. The building looked like one of those old fashioned two story brick buildings you find in most old towns in america. I was surprised to find the interior had only a little bit of a second floor, a wooden staircase leading up to it and the walls plastered and painted a tan color.

Every inch of the inside was filled with tables; and the tables were covered in crystals and agates of all varieties with prices listed. The walls were covered in displays of decorative weapons with crystal blades made of crystals in all colors of the rainbow and (no exxageration) hundreds of dream catchers made from crystals. Looking at them closely even the string in the webbing of the dream catcher had thousands of tiny crystals inside of it. The man who ran the store was an old native american man who was really friendly and enjoyed sharing his stories with me about finding the crystals. He showed me a trap door underneath his shop leading to a network where he found them and mined them by hand.

I eventually left the shop saying I had no money but promising that I would return when I did. I then headed outside and tried to call my mother but my phone was dead. I decided I would head to the auto repair place and jog there to get some exercise. I started running but floaty gravity kicked in. I started realizing that I could hop off of one foot (I think it was my left) and float for increasingly long periods of time while holding my breath. Practicing and experimenting for a handful of minutes I was able to hold myself in the air permanently and float around at a fairly high speed.

I did however once or twice lose control and float into some nearby power lines. Fortunately for me dream logic meant that touching them or having my ankle snag didn't electrocute me to death and only had a moderate tingling sensation upon touching them in where I could feel power surging through them but It didn't harm me. Some dream characters caught their attention of me flying, one of them looking suspiciously similar to GizEdwards. If my recall serves I had a breif conversation with him about lucid dreaming without actually becoming lucid.

I had by this point arrived in a different town; one near a lake. There were more shops and houses here. I headed into one shop; the building being built into the side of a hill. Upon going inside I found that the shop was in fact the entrance to an entire shopping mall. Most of the shops seemed to be closed but a few were open. Regardless I didn't have any money. At some point full lucidity finally kicked in but by this time the dream was ending as I could sense. I continued flying through the underground shopping mall noticing the visual details. There were interesting patterns and mandalas in the floor tiles and walls which grew increasingly intricate and stunning as the dream faded out.

-+-

I was in some old fashioned brick warehouse with a wooden roof. In it were several girls wearing victorian dresses who had metal plates and fake wigs on top their heads. They were presumably people who had their brains removed and replaced with robotic brains but their bodies continued to function normally. They were being forced to place vegetables into wooden crates in a very specific manner.

I recall one of the girls, who was newly outfitted with the robotic brain being explained to how she should place celery sticks one at a time in neat rows inside of the crate, accounting for how the celery might be slightly warped; slightly thinner or thicker at one end or the other and how she should compensate for that to make the celery sticks fit as neatly and compactly as possible when packing them. This would go on for hours. Because the wooden crates were quite large it could take a whole day to meticulously package them with vegetables.

At the end of the day the girls were allowed to go to their rooms. Because they were still human bodies but without fully functioning brains or independent personalities they still needed to rest their bodies at the end of the day. There was one employee who was not like the others, a middle aged man who was very tall. He had sort of a long face and gray hair. (He looked somewhat similar to my mom's new boyfriend.)

He was told by the boss person that he needed to stay after. Apparently the boss disliked wasting food and told him there was a crate of cabbages/lettuce that would expire tomorrow, and that he should stay after hours and eat them.

-+-

The dream then showed the man going home. I talked with him, or received some in dream narration/exposition about his life and apparently he suffered from extreme depression. He walked to his house which was a victorian style house built at the end of a cul-de-sac. Most of the houses on the street were much newer looking and cleaned up while the man's house was made of rotten wood. The yard was barren with patches of dead grass and a single oak tree which looked like it might be sick.

Someone told me that the man had long since lost the key to his house and never bothered to get a new key made or change the lock on his door due to his depression, (Dream character logic continues to perplex me.) so he would simply climb in the open second story window through the roof over the front porch. However today he had a cartoon stomach from eating an entire crate of cabbage and couldn't climb the post because his gut kept getting stuck so he resolved he would just sleep outside. As if to add to the man's depression it started to rain.

What I found rather strange was when he went into his backyard it extended into a meadow which went on for about a mile before hitting a highway and some factories.

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Same dream. I was in the same brick warehouse where the crates of vegetables were, but I was much more conscious of my own existence. I recall my hair had been shaved very short by feel and upon looking into a mirror I looked younger than I do IRL. I also looked more similar to a younger version of my waking life self before I lost weight rather than my dream self which has distinctively different features. (To explain this I was a very heavy kid when I was young. I started losing weight when I took up martial arts. My actual age appeared to be before I even started losing weight but it appeared I was thinner than I was IRL at that point.)

I was at at least some low level of lucidity. I remember not really caring that my hair was shorter and my body was as it was as I was younger, just figuring I would lose the weight again and be able to grow my hair out again. I think the short hair had something to do with joining some kind of youth military organization. For some reason I had the sense that I had a lot of time to get things sorted out and figure out what was going on.

Manei appeared. I got some low level of lucidity. She also looked young; younger than even when I first met her, though her age was in flux a lot so this was nothing new and I recognized her aura and behaviors. She had braces which was a detail the dream hyper focused on. She said to me something about how everyone has awkward or depressed times in their life before they improve and its normal. I started walking with her outside of the warehouse and we found ourselves on another planet.

It was a desert with reddish-orange rocks spread about everywhere. There were some kind of aliens attacking which we had to fight. We picked up guns and started fighting the aliens. This alien monster with four arms and white armor came out and roared at us. We got ready to shoot but he started talking and said he was friendly and would help us escape. We ran over some hills with the alien (he had four guns, one for each arm) doing most of the work while we watched him from behind. When we got over the last hill we saw in the distance a big battle. Spaceships were hovering low over the ground and fighting one another.

A small transport ship flew by and hovered next to us and dropped off a warthog.

Manei: "Oh sweet wheels! I get to drive!"

She got into the drivers seat and told me to get onto the turret. The alien guy got onto the gun and we started driving twoards where the ships were. We didn't make it very far before Darth Maul came out of nowhere and jumped on the back of the warthog and cut off the turret with his double bladed lightsaber. I think I was injured in some manner because I lost the dream pretty quickly and woke up.

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I don't remember much of this dream but it involved me touring castles in Europe somewhere. A historical expert was talking to me about how the best defended castles were not necessarily the biggest ones and how easy a castle was to defend depended upon how well it was positioned. The dream character took me across a river on a boat into a castle. The river ran around an island upon which there was a hill that was a cliff on three sides and a moderate slope on the fourth and at the top was a singular circular castle tower. He said that this tower was defended by seven men against over nine thousand men because it was so well positioned they couldn't get an siege machines up close to the tower due to the water and the hill.

Then I saw my high school crush. completely naked and coming down the stone stairs from the castle. She mentioned something embarrassing I did in middle school. Of course I don't remember what specifically it was; or even if it was something that *really* happened or just something that I had a false memory of happening. Lucidity hit me like a sack of bricks but a few seconds later I woke up.

Date of Dream: SAT 1 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 413 - Separated Sections

Dream 413 A - Brotherly Betrayal
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I heard that my brother was actually a part of WB’s friendship group and I was actually gutted because this was a substitute over me. I went over to see him at my other grandparents’ house but he didn’t want to seem to interact with him much. Eventually, BT came into the kitchen and told me to leave the group alone, including my brother! That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 413 B - The Welcoming Stranger
I don’t remember how the dream started. From what I can remember, I was at a very distorted version of my high school and was back as they had their founder’s day. The whole school community were in the giant library and we had to do this activity in groups. I walked around for a while, looking for a group, but no one really wanted to have me and I wasn’t interested in any of the groups myself.

But then I found WB’s group and so wanted to join them. I approach their circle and ask, “can I please join the group?”. WB and her friends from real life are all frowning at me but then there is stranger African girl who actually liked me and she invited me to come and sit with their group. I was going to sit in one area of the circle but then I said, “Well hang on, since this girl invited me into the circle, I should be sitting next to her”. So I sat next to the girl and still, WB didn’t look happy. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 413: Results (Competition #6)

413 A
Competition Night: 31 (FINAL)
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

413 B
Competition Night: 31 (FINAL)
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 8.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- 7-Day Recall Chain (7.0)

+ Previous Total: 143.5
Total Accumulated Points: 151.5

We recently bought a house in a small town. In the Deepdown an old waitress in a flo cap that smoked cigarettes told me that the town was once busy and people visited from all over. Today my elderly neighbor was talking about our town and she said what the waitress said in my dream. “Sometime before 90s when the big box stores came and took the people further down the road this town was something. People came by bus to see it. That was a long by time ago.” It Made me realize that here in the deep down aren’t so far apart

I’ve been visiting the Deepdown a lot lately. I know when I am there because I am always about 19-21 years old. Sometimes I live with my parents. In the Deepdown I experience social life like I did as a teenager. I look for people to visit and to drink with. I find it very relaxing in the Deepdown. There im not an alcoholic. Last night I bought a bottle of vodka in a store on the way home to my parents in my dream. I realized it was Isopropyl and could not drink it. I vaguely thought about hiding it but didn’t put much effort into it. I decided to go out and pick some more up and then find a friend to spend time with. I found that I was very excited to do this, it fulfilled something deep and lacking. It was almost the actual addiction- spending time with someone I didn’t have to be perfect around someone I could party with and just be me. Even after to knew the store was closed I didn’t feel upset, I thought oh well I’ll go to a friends anyway. The alcohol wasn’t the main event- the socializing was. I found it strange that I felt I needed to seek out lower class people, people I knew from around the town I live in real life. Not friends but people I would have gravitated towards when I was drinking. I was aware of this discrepancy in my dream but I only took note of it and then went to find them. I woke up. I don’t see my drinking dreams as an issue or as a psychological failure in my 5 years of sobriety. The Deepdown has its own set of rules. There I’m young, people don’t die, people know you and I am not an alcoholic. I enjoy visiting the Deepdown, it feels like home. If that makes sense.

Date of Dream: FRI 31 AUG - 2018



Dream No. 412 - An Uneasy Object In The Sky

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was in a completely unknown area, in-fact, it didn’t even look like anywhere on this Earth. It was actually up in a cloudy sky but it wasn’t a miserable grey; rather, it was in the colour scheme as if you were going up to Heaven, a pinkish gold tone (and no, I was not actually going to Heaven; it’s a description of what the sky was like).

I found myself to be enclosed in some giant green arms with a thin white stripe running along each sleeve, although I was facing forwards and looking outwards, I could tell this was 18-Volt. By just how large his arms were in comparison to me, he must have been twice his normal size if not more, like extremely massive. I had my back reclined and relaxing on his chest which felt like a giant soft cushion, although I could still easily move my head around and my arms were readily available so I could deal with what the dream was going to do.

A cross between strangely coloured objects and tessellations were appearing as a hologram in front of me. They would appear in a specific sequence which I was okay with at first because the sequence always repeated itself in the same order. This happened as I pointed in all directions, actually reciting and barking unconscious orders at the dream to keep these tessellations going in a specific way. At some stage during the tessellation sequence, the dream camera decided to zoom out and show 18-Volt from a side angle, so this confirmed that it was really him; it was also at an angle that the tiny me could be seen locked securely into him. 18-Volt didn’t move at all, he was static for the whole dream. After this, the camera mode went back to my vision.

It’s when an unusual, yellow tessellation appeared that my OCD started to kick in. Despite how cosy and at ease I felt by 18-Volt’s embrace, I just couldn’t stand the sight of that unusual yellow tessellation and so I started flailing my arms about in every single direction known to mankind. In fact, I was getting into more and more of a panic as the dream went on and now my whole body was on a rampage, physically stating my displeasure at the disorderly sight. Still, no matter how much I was fluttering about, 18-Volt didn’t react at all.

Eventually though, the tessellation went back to being a normal blue colour and pattern and then it didn’t even phase me anymore. I sunk back down into 18-Volt and the tessellations disappeared altogether. I now just leaned back in 18-Volt's arms, contemplating on life and after a few seconds, I woke up.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 412: Results (Competition #6)
Competition Night: 30
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt (On Trial)
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 1.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 142.5
Total Accumulated Points: 143.5