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I have been rather busy the last few days and did not find the time to update this DJ. I will herein also publish the (from my point of view) most interesting dreams I have had in this period of time.

29.7. Dream 4/4
I successfully committed a DEILD, thus entering a room of wich I only perceived one wall: at the bottom, it consisted of large red bricks, seperated by a layer of wooden, rough-hewn beams from the top section, wich was made up of smaller bricks. I tried to feel the textures, succeeding at first with the wooden surface, later the large bricks, and finally the small bricks. At this point I was inside the dream entirely. I confirmed this by doing my usual Trio of RC's, after some time managing to poke my finger through my palm. While I attempted this, the Dream Scene must have changed to a sort of sandstone-town, all in a yellow-brownish tone. Here I attempted to fly by jumping up, managing in my third try to end up floating about 20m up in the air, however unable to control my 'flight'.

5.8. Dream 1/1
I was on some form of terasse, along with several women clad in bikinis. They were all rather thick with the exeption of one, and for some reason I knew them to be like a public harem. I tried to get the thin one's attention, but ended up having sex with another. This went on for a while, but slowly the dream began to fade, wich made me realize I was in a dream. Yet I could not stop the fading from happening.
I then awoke, though not in my bed but rather in the front hall of my grandmothers house, not really waking up but rather beeing suddenly set in a scene that had been going on for quite a while: Dream Journal entries the dream made up were pinned all over the place, in large handwriting with about 20 words on one A4-Page. One of my cousins and others whom I do not recall for sure, though I believe my brother was one of them, were reading through them, and I was painfully aware that one sheet of paper said plainly "I wanted to have sex with grandma." This nervousity may explain why I did not do an RC. From what I recall, the dream ended when the dreaded paper's content was read aloud.

Today
Dream 1
My family and I left something and went into a room where there were some little games like a circular racing track for model cars and a game where something was rotating quickly under a glass bowl wich crashed into an obstacle every turn, unless one pressed a button at the right time. I played this for a few turns, until an employee of the facility we were at came, was mad at the noise the machine made, and turned it off.

Dream 2
The same group as above were on our bycicles, trying to get somewhere. I meant to go another way than they, since I thoght it led to our goal faster, but my dad said something about 'as the crow flies' and thus convinced me. This is why we ended up off any road meant for bikes, deep in the forest and going up a steep hill.

Dream 3
I was in school where first we had a presentation on some theatre-related topic, after wich I was the only one personally given a coloured copy of the handout by my teacher. We were then given two hours to devise an improvisation on some piece in groups. A friend of mine, totally unrelated to this task, told me how he was drinking with some friends and how he had to calm his mother. This happened in the form of a narrated flashback. After that I returned to the room my group had set out to work in, wich however by now was no longer empty. Our class then went see a piece in the end of wich I knew the protagonist to accidentally shoot herself, wich was commented (and halted for this purpose) by a teacher I would totally trust to actually do this sort of thing. It turned out that, rather than shooting herself in the head, in this interpretation the protagonist merely woke up.

PS
All my lucid or nearly lucid dreams lately have been very low in terms of clarity and awareness. I should be glad about tips as to what I might do against this, preferably in waking life since in my dreams I am not even conscious enough to use any sort of stabilization techniques.

I had a twisted involving meeting my dream dad who I hadn't seen in decades. I had to see him because I was working on a criminal case where a baby was locked into a safe for a length of time. I was able to solve the case because he had done the same thing to me when I was younger. I do not recall if he was doing it to stop the baby from crying or what, but I believe it had a medical connotation to it. He looked kinda like Shaun from Fallout 4 (Spoilers). Apparently he was a rich and famous actor or something. I ran up to him holding some sort of evidence of what he had done. I was about to question him for what he did to me and others and he asked me to come closer. He then pulled off my thumb and the joint. I was in shock. It didn't really hurt yet, but I just couldn't believe he would do that. He just sat back in the car and smiled and said he was not ashamed of what he has done. He was then put into the back of a police car. The police officer then told me they didn't need my evidence, they had all the proof they needed that the man was a psycho.

Another fragment involved a D.Va racing game. I was watching my brother play with 2-3 other people. Think sonic racing for how it is played. You're constantly going forward and you can use the boosters to jump up and hover a bit. They all were doing pretty bad at the course and it prompted me to want to try. I hooked in a controller, n64 if I recall correctly, and gave it a shot. The course was much more difficult this time around. It had many more jumps and curves and obstacles. Before it was pretty straightforward, but this one had many parts of the track that led to a void requiring you to boost over.

(Dad in this dream looks like he does irl, the previous dream dad and this dad don't look alike.)
My dad was going through a very drastic midlife crises. He bought a fancy new car and started to disappear for long lengths of time. The dream picked up with my dad picking up some stuff from the house and going on an unspecified vacation. He had transitioned into a female, sortof. He sounded and looked like a woman, and had lost a little bit of weight. You could kinda see his original appearance and hear his original voice, but he had clearly gone through a lot of changes. I am sure he had started HRT. I was so confused and scared. My mother tried to support him but was afraid she was losing him. He said he had a boyfriend on the side and was trying to figure out who he was. I asked him if I should still call him dad or if I should start calling him mom. I didn't want to have two mothers this late in life. I asked him if I need to call him male or female. Despite his appearance he said he was still male and dad. I wasn't ready to accept such drastic changes, and I kept in mind that he could still reverse the process and be like his normal self again, but I just didn't know what to think.

Non-dream stuff; Just some non-lucid dreaming. Woke up at around 8:40.

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Dream Fragment 1:

I don't remember a lot of this one, just that I was trying to build some things in what looked like a map editing world or something. I was placing concrete foundations for buildings along the side of a cliff and placing stretches of roads for what was going to be a residential area.

I remember a transition and a forest. I think the forest was in an MMO game, but it looked realistic and it was day and the trees were large pine trees or perhaps some sort of smaller variety of redwood. I remember a lake and the reflection of the sun and forest, though the lake looked shady, somehow, like the canopy was over it somehow.

Dream Sequence 2:

I was in a game, it felt like a mix of Diablo 2 and Diablo 3 and something else MMO-y. I was entering a really dangerous area and my character was a bit weak to attacks and my view of the character was top-down isometric like in D2. I had a shield spell, a spell to summon skeletal minions for a duration and some other summoning spell.

I knew at the end there was a boss, so I just rushed past the enemies as fast as I could, trying to avoid damage using the shield and summons, sometimes taking hits but never getting below half health points, every now and then opening a new town portal in case I died. I remember noticing several packs of enemies with champion enemies and felt annoyed that I was skipping these, as they give good experience and loot. It felt like it took a while, but as I reached the end I could see there was an area down at a lower level.

There was a door closer to me. As I went through the door my perspective changed, I think to first-person, and I went down a number of stairs in some corridors with a few windows, until I reached a door; I remembered to open another town portal, but I forgot I couldn't in this area, so the last portal was a little bit further than I wanted it to be.

I prepared myself for the (I felt) difficult boss before going through another door. I opened the door and went through, I could see a cafe-like place and lots of shelves, all with tins.

The boss was a bull-fighter, except he commanded a massive demon bull. He was addressing me and explaining how the fight was going to work in terms of how to defeat him. He didn't say anything about the attacks he would use; I remember I had a laser pointer and fiddled with it, trying to get the bull's attention to no effect. Now the demon bull was enraged and his eyes glowed vivid red, almost as weak headlights on a car.

The bull was inside the cafe but carefully came out, then getting ready to charge toward me, his muscles tensed, and I waited for him to get very close and I jumped up in a sort of weird backflip. The bull was dazed, I think he'd hit a wall or something and didn't look as muscly. The boss guy had explained that I would have to open one of the many tins when the bull was weakened, and then "cook the heart on a goose's (unintelligible)".

I had a tiny tiny tiny steel axe, smaller than my hand, and I used it to open one of these tins from the shelves; I remember the paper label was orange and the tin was cojoined with another tin, as if the tin had been made this way by mistake. But I managed to pry the lid off with the tiny axe somehow, not feeling too difficult, oddly, and surely enough there was some sort of dark heart-like organ, though it was smaller than my closed fist. There were some other fleshy lumps too, but I'm not certain what they were. Testes perhaps.

I tipped it out of the tin on the floor and looked at the heart and tried to think on where I could cook it, "inside the cafe in an oven", I thought. But then remembered I'd need to cook it on the goose whatever, which I didn't have.

The dream kind of ended there.

There was some other fragment, before these two... I remember a spellbook and something about character selection/customisation... I remember the spellbook showed examples of how spells worked. In particular I remember a spell that would summon a giant skeletal hand to rake a target down into the ground, like a building.

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Some notes:

• The bull's red eyes like that remind me of other dreams I've had where animals had red eyes in the same way. Even once in a sort of fever-dream my dog looked like that, but in that dream I realised she wouldn't harm me, she was still my friend. It's a peculiar dream-sign I hadn't realised until now that has been present for some time.
• The bull looked like a bull, but the features looked like a Baron of Hell from DOOM(2016): https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/...20160517180410
• I thought it was odd a bull's heart would be so small as to fit into one of those tins, but I simply accepted that it was shriveled or something.
• I thought the other organs might be testes because in my native country eating some animals testes is not uncommon, and these tins were all tinned food; oddly enough, come to think of it, the tins literally only had the organs, not any juice or gravy or anything.
• As the bull was about to charge toward me I was a little bit tense but confident I'd be able to make the jump. I actually didn't jump as high as I expected, but still more than high enough.
• The man, the bull-figher, was mostly passively observing.
• The tiny steel axe was produced from nothing but I accepted that I'd been carrying it with me somehow.

Moe


Me and my brother are driving around the country side. We wind up at a restaurant or something. We see moe and his friend at a table. His friend acknowledges us but Moe tries hard not to look at me. After we leave I say we should follow moe because he's heading to some abandoned place to film. My brother says okay and then we drive into the mountains.

Portals


I am in a tunnel like a time vortex that Dr. Who goes into. I see the end of the tunnel and see a dream with Jamie in it. Some force knocks me into a side tunnel and I instead see a dream in front of me with C, who I used to work with.

Stranger danger

I'm sitting on a couch upstairs in my inner world house Asuka comes and grabs me and tells me I have to start my shift. She leads me to the kitchen where Jamie is standing around looking sheepishly. Asuka says this girl is my co worker so we better get started making her (Asuka) supper. Me and Jamie look at each other like this is dumb.

I hear someone downstairs. Another girl who's voice I recognize as C. I leave the kitchen and head downstairs. I see C wandering around but she doesn't notice me. I walk towards her and she vanishes somewhere. I search the entire basement but can't find her. I head back upstairs and then I notice C hiding under a table downstairs in the corner. Apparently she doesn't know where she is and knows it's not her house. I go back downstairs, find a couch and try to light a smoke.

My one lighter doesn't work, so I reach into my pocket and try another lighter. It doesn't work either. I see a green lighter on the table but i can't roll the thing that trikes the flint... C emerges from under the table and offers me a light but I wake up.

Moe again

A dream about being at moes wedding. Everyone is partying.

heart



An HH flash of a pink heart As I wake up.

Created Sunday 05 August 2018

Got scraps and a brief DILD. There were plenty of other scenes, though they were inexplicable enough that thinking of them made me forget almost instantly.

Scrap Group 1
At a waterpark. I wait at the entrance for my brother, Hassad, intending to speak to him about something. Later, I trek through a dark swamp, where eerie stuff happens. Cut. I'm walking around town, just a block away from home. My friend, Reggie stops his car nearby.

Walking around my neighborhood. I overhear remixed Mega Man music sounding nearby (Wood Man's theme, I think?). Noticed an eccentric looking woman in a nearby house. I fly up for a better look. Got aware. Things destabilize. I rub my hands, and fly to my house. I landed at my driveway, when the dream collapsed.

At a gas station's lot and pump area. Suddenly, the Batmobile showed up. Soon after, Joker and his gang swerve in the place inside large, heavily graffiti'd vehicles. Molotovs are thrown about, setting a pump aflame.Skip ahead. Batman is chasing the Joker in a forest road on foot. My viewpoint switches between each character.

The dream started at J's house. I had insulted his mother so much that I made her cry (which by the way is probably really difficult to do). I ended up having to fight her.
In the next fragment, I was at the dollar store with my nephew, looking at gigantic notebooks and more importantly examining the fish in the fish tanks that Vladimir Putin plans on sending to a black hole with a rocket. After I left the dollar tree, me and Brian Griffin from Family Guy decided to sneak onto the rocket shortly before takeoff. I remembering commenting about how difficult it was to smoke weed in a rocket flying at thousands of miles an hour while Brian was at the viewing window as we approached our destination. Putin's plan in my dream was to shoot through the edge of a supermassive black hole to know what would happen (presumably). As we were approaching, our screams rose over the sound of the rocket's engines. when we shot through, everything was silenced and we heard mildly haunting piano music for a few seconds before we shot out again in the direction we were arriving. I heard Brian scream "Wait a second, we're still near the black hole!" as we plummeted towards the even horizon. Instead of instant death, spaghettification, or anything bad, we were teleported to an entirely different galaxy that Brian dubbed the malaria galaxy. The music that was playing was a mix of soft runescape music like that of "garden" and 22 seconds into "God Jesus Please Kill Me Damn It" by Spook the Dog.

Fell asleep at: 12:00 AM

Woke up at: 9:00 AM


Dream 109: Yet Another Apocalypse Spectacular

A minute in and I'm rocking the boat already. Well, not figuratively of course. It was probably a bad idea, scaling a massive (And rusty) tugboat near the river when I myself don't even know how to swim, but, eh, I'll find a way out. As I shift my body weight from one side of the ship to another I find a box filled with medical supplies. Before I could find out what's in there I have to get out of the massive boat due to the fact that it is leaning 60 degrees towards the rapidly moving river.

After hopping down from floor to floor, I'm a little disappointed that I couldn't acquire a medical kit of any sort. But I'm still alive, so that's enough of a miracle for me. "Shenandoah" by Tennessee Ernie Ford starts playing in my head for a bit, as I reflect on what had led up to this point. I had always thought I'd wind up as a plucky scavenger in the post-apocalypse, the kind that involved near total societal ruin. I didn't revel in this atmosphere, nor have I ever asked for it, but it's here now and I'm doing fine.

Suddenly during my reverie, my friend JJ drives up to me in a busted up red car. He asks me what I'm doing and I respond with an "Eh, nothing." He offers me a ride to which I don't pass him up on. He drives us towards a largely barren settlement with a few people and kids running about. I'm amazed/suspicious at how well this place was holding up. We park in front of a gas station/grocery store with a few people inside of it. Some of the aisles were picked clean, but I find myself some lawn chairs and take them along with me.

JJ tells me that the town was throwing a birthday party for him, and asks me to join in. I accompany him to a sort of mobile home (Bigger than any mobile home I've ever seen) here there are people dancing and talking and such. I begin to get paranoid. "What if this is a set-up? Perhaps some Mexican church bishop had poisoned the party-goers or something (Like in Fear the Walking Dead)?" It's all too much to handle at once.

I walk outside and just set up my lawn chair, taking in the bright blue skies. Then the dream ends.


Dream 110: Just A Bunch Of Random Nonsense

I'm in this coffee-brown room with a guy who looks like one giant marshmallow (In the shape of a human, of course). He asked me and a colleague of mine to help rescue his girlfriend, whom I assume is also a marshmallow. Along the way we end up getting lost and forgot our objective altogether. Then the dream ended.

DILD- I woke up in bed and caught a false awakening. I floated up in the air and tried to transform into a dolphin but couldn't and woke up.

DILD-I woke up and looked at my clock and there only one number. I phased through the floor as a reality check and phased through some walls to get outside. A lady asks me if I had seen her son, who was in a Viagra commercial. I told her I hadn't and went on my way down a street and saw a young boy walking around by himself. I figured this was the one the lady was looking for. I decided to keep an eye on the boy as I floated up into the air to try to transform into a dolphin, but couldn't. The young boy said I'm going to be a dolphin. He walked to a pool and jumped into the deep end. I jumped in after him but he was a good swimmer and swam to the shallow end. I woke up.

DILD- I was in a waiting room with a receptionist, trying to get something taken care of. I saw one of my aunts, greeted her with a hug, and tried to explain to her what I was doing. I gradually became lucid. I looked around and thought about all the things my mind was able to create at once. I woke up in my bed to recall and write down this dream, but noticed it was unusually dark outside and I felt unusually tired. I did a nose plug and
could breathe. I got out of bed and I floated up into the air to try to transform into a dolphin. I tried to move my eyes to the side, which worked, but resulted in me not seeing very well. I could feel my body changing into a dolphin body, but when I tried to move around, my body was heavy and could not move very well and woke up.

DILD-I was playing with a dog in an open area, when it changed into a different dog, a medium-sized white dog with lots of sharp teeth. I thought this was pretty neat, so I tried to transform into the dog. I felt my body transforming before I woke up.

Former classmate says she is going for a stroll with another person. I ask if I can go with them, because all I have been doing last few days is just watching TV and being mad at myself for not going outside.

So we go and I'm standing on a bank of a river in my hometown. It's really muddy, carrying lots of downed trees and branches and going super fast. I comment on it and watch it for a while. My friend decides to go for a swim and with a few backstrokes, she gets close to the middle where the current is very fast. I yell that to her, but too late, she is getting swept.

Next thing I see, is two bodies bobbing up next to her, biting her and dragging her down. She comes up few more times with more bodies around her. Finally she gets to the shore, I grab her hand and pull her out.

We start running and a zombie is chasing us. We get to the house and I'm about to slam the door in zombies face, when I realize she is closer than I thought and she bites me in my left shoulder.

We get to the main room. Everybody is calm, and more zombies are coming in, but they are all acting human. We have an option to clean the wounds by burning them or something else. I chose burning, so I grab matches, light them and I touch them to the wounds on this main zombie. He is showing me all the tiny scratches. Someone is burning my wounds.

DREAM 2
Some candy has gone missing at my workplace which doesn't look like my real world work. Trying to find out who did it, then it turns out it was one of the guys.

Non-dream stuff; Woke up early enough but slept again and then just stayed in bed far too long because I felt very poorly yesterday. Had a few long non-lucid dreams but let's see what I can remember...

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Sequence 1:

I remember being at a street and walking down with my partner; it was day time and I think the sun was to the right, as we were walking in the shade of some terraced houses or the like. We were going to some rented cars we had at the moment, we had two rented cars and one was up the street and the other down the street. When we got to where the second one should have been, it was gone. We reacted a bit with "oh shit..." as some of the stuff we had was in the boot. I couldn't remember what exactly but I think my partner's laptop and some backpack of mine.

I said we should call the police and I remember "seeing" an interface that showed they'd find it in under an hour. There was even a thing where I could pay the police some more money and they'd use a jet to find it very quickly. My partner said not to bother, because (for some reason) even though the car had been stolen we'd only have to pay the rental company 100 from the deposit, which I found to be odd. But I was still worried about our stuff at the very least.

Can't remember how that sequence ended.

Sequence 2:

Still part of the same general dream somehow, I remember us arriving on foot at a house; it was night time. The place was more like a small castle or small mansion than a house, actually; a typical estate you'd find on large plot of land anyway, the building's stones were limestone, and it probably had some sort of gothic ornamentation. I remember we went in... There was a woman? Or maybe there wasn't anyone, but I seem to remember the presence of a woman.

I seem to remember we went into some rooms and dropped off some stuff we had on us and maybe sat down. The memory here seems to blend with memories of the previous sequence, so I'm not sure what chronological order things took exactly, apart from considering time of day in the dream.

Something about secret rooms... But then I remember that we somehow owned this place all of a sudden and that we were gonna change some things around.

Fragment 3:

I think this came before the first sequence, but some game where my partner was playing and he got a jet and I said "oh, I haven't seen that one before! let me try" and he wouldn't, saying "find your own" in a cheeky way even though he wasn't flying the jet too well, as I remember he clipped the nose of the plane on a skyscraper as he was doing a loop. I remember the jet had a nozzle-mounted machine gun and some rockets.

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Some notes:

• These sequences were much longer, but only writing them down about 3 hours after I've woken up, I've forgotten most of the details...
• I think in sequence 2, there was a fireplace that was lit when we first came in.
• The fact we had 2 rented cars does not make any sense, as I cannot actually drive in waking life. And my partner couldn't be driving 2 cars at the same time, obviously. Just this in itself should have been a good cue for RC.
• The fact my partner didn't care so much about our belongings in the stolen rental was odd too. Again another good cue for RC.
• The police "interface" thing was reminiscent of something from a game, I'm not even sure "where" I saw the interface, I think just in my normal field of view.

I dreamt that I needed to pack my bag so I could fly to Italy but I hated the idea of going there so much. I was being very slow on purpose even though I needed to get ready to go the very same day. I hadn't packed my bag, hadn't done any planning or anything really for the trip. I didn't even know why I would go there in the first place. It was just very stressful and not ecxiting at all. I even took a hairbrush looking thing to brush my teeth. Not even sure if it actually was a toothbrush but... anyway. I just didn't wanted to go.

Morning of August 5, 2018. Sunday.

Reading time: 2 min 36 sec. Readability score: 68.



My dream features several ambiguous transitions, as is often the case. A thread of my dream self identity that links to my current awareness of being with Zsuzsanna is present, but not much else.

The setting is mainly the living room of the Loomis Street house. The couch (near the south window as it was in reality) is not the couch of that time, but like the one from Cubitis when I was a teenager. (This is the one where the back dropped down to make a single bed.) Additionally, despite my lack of viable memory of my current conscious self, it also has the essence of the couch from our current home. Three-way ambiguity is a typical feature of my dreams. This setup does not “mean” anything other than the usual subliminal awareness of being in bed. Dream state indicators of this nature have occurred throughout every sleep cycle all my life.

A thread of potential consciousness initiation emerges. There are several piles of magazines in the storage area in the bottom of the couch. It reflects my desire to become more aware in the dream state (by focusing on printed text), but I remain non-lucid. Zsuzsanna is with me and seems very cheerful. I am somewhat puzzled by how so many magazines could fit under the couch seat, as they seem higher than the top of the storage area by several inches.

My desire for conscious awareness increases but shifts to a different scene. Now I am sitting on a blanket on the floor, still an association with subliminal knowledge of being in bed. An unfamiliar girl is sitting on the floor near me. Later, an unknown male is also present.

I am sorting through various items that had been mixed in with the magazines (even though all the piles were flat). There are many loose screws and metal items. Some seem to be part of handyman kits. I start to gather pieces that go together, thinking that I could sell them. There are some singular hinges, but not all the screws are with them. One screw I try to match with the other is too different. (This all relates to my non-lucid dream self trying to build cohesive conscious self awareness in RAS mediation.) One set of hinges, when open, looks somewhat like the 2009 Chrysler logo. (This is probably this dream’s vestibular system correlation, as it resembles wings as well as having a doorway association.)

Once again, there is a change in awareness. The Loomis Street living room now takes on the typical essence of bilocation. My dream self is indoors and outdoors at the same time. On one level, it is still the Loomis Street living room. On another level, it is in an outdoor rural area near an unfamiliar farm. An interconsciousness avatar is present as a farmer. The farmer’s origin is the Loomis Street house’s northeast bedroom, which is simultaneously an open section of a barn.

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I am looking at a metal uterus, considering it is part of a V8 engine. It is rather light. It has what seems like small multicolored scales over most of its surface. I say how it is “ragged” as I move my fingers over the scales, thinking of it as an analogy to long-term use and becoming rusty. I give it to the farmer to look at, and it seems he may buy it for a V8 tractor. It is still in good condition according to him.

The last part of this dream, in part, comes from our youngest daughter’s T-shirt that features sequins which change color when moving your hand over them. They also feel like small “ragged” rough scales. Another association stems directly from many years ago. A highly intoxicated unknown male had stopped at a rummage sale on Loomis Street and bought one of my father’s hole cutter drill bits even though its surface was mostly rust-covered.

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Date of Dream: SUN 5 AUG - 2018



Dream No. 388 - Centre Management Copycat

I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was travelling on public transport but its identity was unknown… It could have been a bus or a train. My intention was to head to Deakin University to try and locate WB. I didn’t necessarily end up at Deakin though and rather I ended up at this huge entertainment and dining precinct in an unknown shopping centre. Walking around for a bit, I noticed the floor was designed like the interior of a cinema with a specific “star-struck” design on the carpet.

Eventually, this very small, young Asian lady in a black professional uniform was walking up to me, looked really proud of herself. Indeed she approached me and started advertising her proposal of the new Chadstone Shopping Centre entertainment precinct. I paused for a minute and thought to myself, “Wait a minute… This isn’t Chadstone...”, and then I realised. I gave this lady the most frustrated look ever and thought to myself, “you idiot...”.

Then I started lecturing her, stating to her that a Chadstone Shopping Centre was already in existence. No matter how much I tried to convince her, she was insistent that this new fascination of a building was to be called Chadstone Shopping Centre. I then took a new approach, still emphasising that Chadstone was already taken but that she could give the place another name, like Deakin Shopping Centre, since it was in-fact situated near Deakin University. The lady looked exhausted but decided finally to comply with my suggestion.

In the next scene, I was in this random bedroom that was connected to the entertainment precinct. My mum was in there with me while I was looking through this open wardrobe that had all these clothes in it. She gave me a funny look, somewhat angrily asking me why I was putting those clothes on rather than my own. I thought about my reply… I didn’t have any of my own clothes with me at the moment. Interestingly enough though, I was able to summon items of clothing through verbal command. 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 Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray 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 388: Results (Competition #6)
Competition Night: 4
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



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

+ Previous Total: 20.0
Total Accumulated Points: 21.0

Date of Dream: FRI 3 AUG - 2018



Dream No. 387 - Separated Sections


Dream 387 A - My Dad And His Companion
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was outside my house, standing in the driveway and talking to my dad. He said something about him taking a holiday to Croatia but that he was planning to go with someone. Judging by the person it was, I thought to myself, “Uh oh, how are we supposed to get him?”. There was only a short, feint subscene of me and my dad walking into an unknown house and WB sitting on the living room couch, not looking very happy towards me.

The second scene I can remember is where I was at some unknown parkland with other students and teachers from my high school. I have forgotten specifically what we were doing there. I had this ability where I could float in a sitting position, almost just like Dreamy WB but I was attached to a rotational desk chair and the steering was more controlled. I steered around for a while, trying to look for WB for something… The rest of this scene is a mess in my head.

Back in the driveway of my house, I looked at the slip of paper saying who my dad was supposed to be going with. When I had a better look, the name on the paper said something like “Mr. Vaiboo” which indeed was an African surname but not the person I was originally thinking of. Rather, it was some complete stranger. That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 387 B - Unintelligent Dream Characters (Lucid Dream 23)
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was on a bus and it was repeat of the afternoon bus run back in high school, with the time of day being very late dusk but the sky was still pink. The bus driver was supposed to be heading for Endeavour Hills shopping centre to complete the school run but unfortunately for him, I noticed he made a slight deviation. When I told him though, he said to me, something like, “We’re still heading towards Endeavour Hills, just a different way” but I found it very hard to believe him.

The street he was driving down was a court in real life but in the dream, it was supposedly going to link to a wide dirt track in which we would all be strangely taken to somewhere in the countryside. As we were driving down the road to the supposed dead end, I was calculating what stops the three other girls left were required to get off at. I recited the exact same stops that the girls got off at in real life.

A projection of a map was then shown with the supposed route to Endeavour Hills being marked in red. Now the map was being traced, also in red. It stayed consistent for the first part but then near the end, the red line deviated to go the opposite way! Back to the bus driver’s remark, I didn’t think he was evil in this dream, just stupid. I looked over at TK and thought to myself that she was going to be the one most affected as she was getting off at the furthest stop.

So I called for Dreamy WB but didn’t do it multiple times. Rather, I yelled towards the front window and slightly off to the driver’s side, “Dreamy WB! Can you signal TK off the bus?!”. That’s when an invisible energy rolled the window next to TK down and pulled her backwards out of the bus, sending her flying backwards in a sitting position, but moving towards the rightful destination of Endeavour Hills. I did ask if she could do the other girls but I have forgotten whether she had removed MJ and ADev or not.

The next scene was in the study room of a house but it was an unknown house. At the table were me, TK, MJ and ADev, the whole group, linking from the previous bus scene. The girls were amazed in hindsight and what Dreamy WB had done and ultimately, the overall abilities she had. TK made the first comment but I forgot what it was about. ADev then said that Dreamy WB actually tutored her once and she ended getting nothing but A+’s.

This is now the start of the lucid aspect which took place at my current house. I saw just at the stop of the stairs, in the hallway and WB’s dad, Mr Be., holding a valid African appearance, was standing on the other side of the closed glass door, just near the entrance to the bathroom, toilet and laundry area. Despite the door being closed, he still sounded very clear when he spoke.

He was telling me something about the fingers on his hands. He first told me he had seven of them but the dream seemed to be injecting a strange vibe into him, as well as introducing a very kooky dream character for me to deal with. This new dream character was claiming to be Mrs Be. but this looked absolutely nothing like her and the most disturbing thing about this dream’s claim… The woman wasn’t even African. Rather, she was a young, sprightly, white looking mum with blue eyes and platinum blonde hair!

For some weird reason, with no logical transition, I was now in the main part of the house as well. With Mr Be. and his weird seven and then six finger antics, this caused me to become lucid even though I didn’t shout out that I was in a dream this time. That’s when Mrs Be. now played difficult and was going to tickle me in an attempt to force me to wake up. I consciously remembered what happened in Dream No. 316 B and so scurried and rushed to get back into the hallway on the other side of the glass door.

Ruthlessly, the extremely distorted Mrs Be. came running after me but I managed to slam the door on her just in time. That was done, but she wasn’t going to give up any time soon. She attempted to push the door back open with brute force but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I can feel my muscles in my arms struggling to keep the door shut and when there’s only even a centimetre gap, she puts an arm through with her fingers going at me with rapid pace. I tried crying out for Dreamy WB but my airways were completely obstructed with phlegm, meaning that I had no voice.

The fact that Mrs Be. was constantly almost reaching me and I had no capacity to call out for help meant that I actually almost felt like crying. In-fact my voice was perfectly fine when I started wailing and crying, it would only turn to absolute phlegm when I would attempt to call for Dreamy WB. I did have a moment of powerful development though. I came back to the core realisation that I was lucid and so I could overcome the dream’s imposing effects.

It was an empowering thought as for a short amount of time, the activity in the other room with Mr and Mrs Be. actually froze time. In this short window of time, I backed away from the door, walked towards the top front balcony, and cleared my throat as hard as I could, even harder than the hardest attempt in real life when you’re sick. And then it happened, like a little kid having a tantrum, I was crying out for Dreamy WB but she didn’t appear just yet.

I noticed that the time in their half of the house was starting to unfreeze and so I had to move fast, back to the door to continue my defence. This time, I had a plan in my head of what I was going to do. At one stage, Mrs Be. took her time but stuck her arm really far out… That’s when I made a run for it. Instead of keeping it closed, I bashed the door open and made a run for it, missing Mrs Be. by just a millimetre, instead knocking her onto the ground as I swept past her and going past Mr Be. who was obliviously admiring his stylish 7-fingered hand.

Into the laundry I went and while I was in there, I saw this young African man coming in from the backyard. In a panic, I swung the back door open, almost hitting him in the face and as I ran into the backyard, he gave me a look like “what’s wrong with her?” as he then casually continued into the house, slowly shutting the back door again behind him. Meanwhile, I was scurrying down the large sloped backyard as fast as I could. Just as I could see about the lemon tree, I cried out in an extremely tantrum-like tone, “Dreamy WB!!!!! Save Me!!!!!” like one of the little kids starring on an episode of Supernanny UK.

I reach the bottom and open the door to the music room. I enter it, slowly waking in to feel an aura of mystery surrounding me. As I look over to the piano to the right, the lid is off and the keys are playing to themselves! There was no volume though and it was only one key at a time. I then walked further into the room, examining other objects. Although Dreamy WB didn’t seem to be visible, there was always this energy sticking around, making me feel completely calm despite the weird things going on in the sidelines.

My lucid mind then helped me to determine that it may have in-fact been Dreamy WB herself who was sitting in-front of the piano and delicately pressing the keys one at a time. It was my original intention to physically see Dreamy WB but even just getting away from the real WB’s parents felt like an accomplishment to me. As I felt a sense of accomplishment, I willingly commanded myself to wake up and indeed I could see the dream slowly fading out and my bedroom coming into view.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray 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 387: Results (Competition #6)

387 A
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

387 B
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 19.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- First Lucid Dream Of The Night (10.0)
- Was Introduced via DILD (5.0)
- Encounter a waking life enemy/rival (4.0)

+ Previous Total: 0.5
Total Accumulated Points: 20.0



I don't think I would have noticed the extra details of the keys playing if I wasn't lucid and so aware.

Date of Dream: THU 2 AUG - 2018



Dream No. 386 - The Claw Machine

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was in some arcade place and I headed towards the claw machine. In there were all these toys related to the Sly Cooper series. I tried to grab one of Murray and I was successful. 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 Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray 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 #6 (2018) - Housekeeping Details:

Dream Guides (Worth 10 points if lucidly summoned):
1. Dreamy WB/Miss T
2. Murray
3. Mario and/or Luigi

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

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Competition #6 - 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 – Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character
Old – Physically reach Murray's house
Old – Discover where Dreamy WB lives; do I live with her?
Old – Get Murray as a stable dream character
Old – Have Murray issue one penalty to the unruly parents
Old – Win against the parents without any dream guide help
Old – Draw something and make it come to life
New – Talk to your deceased grandfather with any dream guide present
New – Swap mentors (The Guru → You) and (Dreamy WB → Murray)
New – Interact with Murray as a complete hippo (no human features or behaviour allowed)
New – Go back to Sly 2 and personally stop the Contessa from making her unfair arrests
New – Have Murray attempt fear control with you
New – Have Dreamy WB meet Murray as a human; what is her reaction?
New – Fight a clone of yourself



Dream 386: Results (Competition #6)
Competition Night: 1
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 0.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 0.0
Total Accumulated Points: 0.5