Date of Dream: SAT 21 JUL - 2018 Dream No. 379 - Separated Sections Dream 379 A - I'm Sorry I Didn't Hear You Earlier I don't remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was out on the nature track near my house but rather than just being one straight track, it sometimes went off into many different directions. I wanted to do something but I forgot what specifically. I remember calling out for Dreamy WB but no matter what I did or how hard I tried, there was no response. I decided that I would go and look for some shade so I wouldn't be scorched by the sun the whole time I was calling for her. The scene then moved to me being at my other grandparents' house. Despite the location, I felt as if I was awake, having no bizarre surroundings or dream events happening. I stood beside the dining table and the little bench next to the wall and was checking my phone; apparently I had received a Facebook message from “WT”, which is the legal name of my dream guide. The only weird thing is that she had the same profile picture as WB and the actual WB had a completely different profile picture. The message from WT (Dreamy WB) read, “Hey I'm sorry, I didn't hear you earlier”. She was actually referring to when I was calling her back at the track. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream 379 B - Ditching A Dreamer For Croatia I can't remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, it felt like yet another false awakening. I was in my bedroom and I was listening to what my parents had to say while they were in the kitchen, which is just outside my bedroom. My mum was stating how she, my dad and my brother were going to go on a three month holiday to Croatia. My dad states something like, “What about Karla?”. My mum states back to him that I don't like lifts and so I would just be nothing but trouble when they were stopping over in Singapore. My dad said something back and then my mum answers, “I'm doing this for you, and for NB”. The next part of the dream showed some sub-scenes of the three family members in Croatia, visiting various towns and various relatives in them. There were also sub-scenes about what I would be doing at home with grandma. In-fact I wasn't offended at all that I would be staying at home, I actually much rather preferred this myself. Some sub-scenes showed me driving around places in my mum's car and then one of also driving my grandma to her friend's place in the vicinity of Narre Warren. 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) Dream 379: Results (Competition #5) 379 A Competition Night: 20 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Dreamy WB Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 379 B Competition Night: 20 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 6.0 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) - 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0) + Previous Total: 98.0 Total Accumulated Points: 104.0 I find it cute how after the scene, Dreamy WB became aware of me requesting her presence, and so she apologised by messaging me on Facebook for her not turning up.
Updated 07-23-2018 at 11:11 AM by 93119 (Wrong Title)
Date of Dream: FRI 20 JUL - 2018 Dream No. 378 - Separated Sections Dream 378 A - Spyro In The Caverns I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I seemed to be in an environment that resembled the Thran Asteroid Caverns from Ratchet and Clank 3 but it had a more magical, cave-like appearance. The music that belongs to the area of the game in real life was also playing, with an accurate melody. Apparently I was supposed to get to the other side to meet up with Murray. When I was moving through the icy caverns though, I didn't feel like myself. I felt very light in my movements across the slippery ice and at some point, I would even glide... I felt like Spyro. As I got further and further through the caverns, I felt myself becoming more and more like Spyro. At the end of the cavern route, I could even feel some wings flapping about on me as I charged through to the end. I was completely not myself anymore. The next dream scene played, where I was observing from a third-person mode. On what looked like a Spyro trilogy game landscape, there was a raised hill, almost like a pedestal with cliff around it and above, the sky being a beautiful gradient arrangement from yellow, and then to orange, and then to pink. I now discovered that I was in-face playing the role of Spyro in this part in the dream. Murray was waiting on one end of the grassed area, in his Sly 2/3 appearance, and when Spyro lept up to him, Murray gave him a massive hug and held him for a long time. The dream then ended there. Dream 378 B - Pathetic Craft Materials I can't remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, it felt like I was back in primary school but I was at my current age that I am in real life. The other kids though, who were my classmates, were back at their primary school age. My old year 6 teacher was there and apparently I had just entered the room to craft time. He showed me all the supplies he had brought but when I picked up a marker out of the bowl and used it, I was not impressed. I tried a few more markers to make sure the first one wasn't a dud but none of them seemed to be working. I then went to try the pencils and I made the conclusion that they were of a very bad quality. I thought to myself, “what is this?” while giving my year 6 teacher in the distance a strange look. I then thought that maybe I could do something with the small bottles of glitter glue. When I checked how many I had, I realised I forgot to bring my collection from under the desk back at home. There were some colours that were acceptable though and so I used them. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream 378 C - Calling All Reinforcements The dream started with me in this big, empty room that the dream claimed to be a clinic. To me, the room looked like the inside of one the headquarters on a reality TV series called The Block. My mum came out of one of the side rooms and asked me to come into it with her. When I came in, she shut the door behind me and then she introduced me to this other lady, sitting in one of the three chairs facing a round table. Apparently my mum had made an appointment for me to see a psychologist and this was done without my permission... I wasn't happy. In this dream, I refused to be friendly and interact with the psychologist, rather, I was going to let my mum know how I felt. I said something like, “You do not... I'm calling in the guards”. Just then, three small women came into the room one after the other, one to attend to each of us. The first one was to stop the psychologist from being able to do anything. The next one was to restrain my mum and the third one was to look after me. Still, it looked like my mum and the psychologist were still tempted to try something on me, and so I told them I'm calling in reinforcements and that's when the psychologist gained a look on her face like, “I'd better not mess with her”. Three more little Asian women came into the room and so now there was two of them on each of us. My two took me back outside while the other four restrained their respective person. I had noticed that the “guards” that came to help me were wearing a blue and white chequered bib-like apron over their clothes. When I was outside, there were masses of guards in the room, all in the blue and white bibs. One came up to me though that wasn't wearing anything and she told me that she was a cleaner. I had a different coloured bib for the cleaners, they were pink and white but with the same chequered design. Apparently she didn't like that colour though and asked for it to be changed. As this was happening, a guard in a blue bib came up to me and suggested something subtle like she would of preferred if I actually saw this psychologist. I ignored her remark and changed the cleaners' bibs to red and white. The dream then showed me handing out multiple red and white bibs. In the same scene, I was now carrying around a full colour set of bibs, the colour options to go with the white were blue, red, black, green or yellow. I then wandered into another room of the complex, still in the bricked area and started calling out for Dreamy WB. It took a while though before something happened. Someone was then walking out from a corner but Dreamy WB had a different appearance, which surprised me. She looked more like a middle-aged woman and her skin was much darker than usual. In fact, she looked more like Michelle Obama rather than Dreamy WB herself. To add to the personality, Dreamy WB also gained an American accent in this dream. So while she slowly marched in from the corner, I continued walking towards her. In this dream, we didn't feel the affinity to hug each other. Instead, she presented me her cheek and signalled for me to do something but I forgot what it was. I leant my cheek on hers and pressed against it. Her cheek felt hot but in a pleasant way and despite the distorted appearance and persona, that sense of familiar, pleasant, and lively energy was passed onto me quite effectively. For the next scene, I was by myself again, I think with my dad though. I was standing on an empty beach, just outside some nicely rendered shack-like restaurant. The sky above me though was a really menacing dark grey and it felt like it was about to rain. 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) Dream 378: Results (Competition #5) 378 A Competition Night: 19 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Murray Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 378 B Competition Night: 19 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 378 C Competition Night: 19 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Dreamy WB Emergency Team: Guards Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 4.0 Calculation Details: - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Have A Dream Guide Appear Automatically (0.5) - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Summon Dream Guide (1.0) + Previous Total: 94.0 Total Accumulated Points: 98.0
Wrong train I'm somewhere in the Netherlands, at the train station. I think I'm going home. I need to catch a train. I have a look at the information sign and decide to get on this particular train. In the end, it brings me to the wrong destination. I get out. Now I first have to go back to where I came from, before I can continue onwards to the right destination. Bouldering I don't really remember much from this dream. I'm going bouldering and there's a group of people. Thailand I'm in what somehow appears to be Thailand. It's daytime and I'm entering some type of nature park with the car. I'm with several family members. My mom, my aunt G and her son and some others. The road we enter through is just straight. I don't remember anything about what we did while we were inside there. On the way out, the road we came through is flooded. We're walking towards it now and the car in front of us goes through a puddle of water and actually is completely submerged. The solution I come up with is to advance using a canoe. I'm close to doing it when my mom calls me to get in the car. She drives off in the opposite direction and we somehow end up on a perfectly paved road that is the exit on the other side of the park. It's located lower than the other exit and therefore not flooded. (Doesn't make sense). Somewhere along the way we have to squeeze in, have some people sitting on laps. My friend from elementary school, Ser, has to sit on my lap. We're on our way back to... some place. We're in a small van and pass a security checkpoint. Usually we have to show our ID, but this time we don't. After a bit longer, the van is stopped and we do eventually have to show our ID. The driver and my mom have already given their driver's license. I dig through my black and red backpack that's stowed between my legs. I'm looking for my wallet, which has my driver's license in it. As I find it, I notice that while what I've got in my hands is the same format and colour as my actual driver's license, it is in fact not my driver's license. It's a plastic card with something in English written on it and some tape that I added to it myself. The text reads something along the lines of that the Thai police officer holding my card has passed away and therefore I will get my driver's license back in a while. I'm walking towards a police officer to talk about this. I've left my bag inside the van, next to the open sliding door and the bag still being open. A kid runs up to the van and rummages around my bag, stealing at least 1 x 100 SRD note. A police officer takes at least 2. I manage to stop them from taking any more. I manage to get my note back from the kid, as I'm easily stronger than him. The cop is a different story, seeing as how he could arrest me. We're about to continue our drive. There's a whole group of teens now walking in front of us, including the kid from earlier. I jokingly say that we should run them over. I talk about my license with my mom. She says that it's very long till I get it back. On July 21, which is supposedly 3 more weeks. I tell her it's in a few days. Either that's too late, cause we're leaving the country on the 19th.
Non-dream stuff; I was only aware of waking up at about 9, but I know I was awake before that. The dream I had in my memory as I woke up, I quickly forgot, by feeling the need to sit up and crack my neck and back, yet I somehow still remembered some earlier, non-lucid, dream fragments: Dream fragments: I remember being in a room, like at my parent's house, or my childhood home, but I can't say I remember the room in detail; it was one of the rooms at the back of the house and it was dark (but I didn't have the impression it was night). I was aware of a cat, black and white I think and there was a catfish or something... I distinctly remember the cat playing with the catfish and the catfish meowing; at first I was concerned for the fish somehow, and I remember turning my attention to something else and when I looked back again the catfish was gone, the implication being that the cat ate it. Suddenly it felt like the cat was aggressive and I remember trying to claw me; I think my instinctive responce was to smack it. In another fragment, I simply remember my two siblings being present. Possibly in a corridor leading to some stairs or with stairs intersecting it. Another fragment, I remember being aware of being back in my native country, with some sort of dream-generated friends or acquaintances in the dream and going up some dream-generated stairs, practically crawling up them, because in this dream my fear of heights seemed much greater. The stairs now remind me of something that Gaudi might have made, twisty, curly, yellow. I remember saying "I hate this country's stairs", in reference to the fact that my own native country has plenty of hilly cities and towns, with plenty of stairs. I kept climbing the stairs and eventually reached a tier where there were floating platforms. Some sort of children were here, as if they played here everyday and one said to me "if you want to get to the other side, I'm afraid jumping is the only way". I looked around for another option, hanging close to the floor due to my fear, and indeed there was no choice. The fall was a big one, I knew this. Someone from behind me, one of the dream friends said something like "we're 50 stories high, don't look down!" and I think I told them to shut up, that I knew, and I strongly resisted the urge to look down and simply hopped to the first small stone platform that was floating above this gap. The floating stone platforms were different shapes, some hexagons, some circles. I hopped to the next one, closest to a doorway on the opposite side of where I first arrived at this tier. I don't remember going through. In another fragment, perhaps related to the last, I remember something in space, with asteroids and a space base, but not much else, unfortunately. This was one of the dreams I forgot by sitting up. Notes: Last night, when I went outside to our yard I saw one of our neighbour's cats sitting on the wall, and it is black and white and has a bell; it scurries off when it sees us, even though the cat is the one choosing to come into our yard.In the platform jumping area, the abyss or gap or whatever was actually quite small, as I realised by hopping to each platform; the platforms felt decidedly steady despite their floating nature. The initial apprehensive nature of my fear likely made the gaps seem much wider at first, especially considering a fall implied death, and therefore, great pain in the last seconds.It is of note that I hate many platforming games, as usually the combat mechanics annoy me to great deal, such as Super Mario.Although my fear of heights varies greatly in waking life, it usually comes before I'm at the location, because of the anticipation of the situation; whereas in the dream the onset was only sudden once I was on the stairs.I'm fairly certain these fragments were actually linked by some transition, but I cannot remember it.As the stairs went up, there were buildings to either side, but on the right there was a gap between the stairs and the buildings, whereas on the left side they were adjoined. There were no doors at all at any point. In my native country the stairs would be less steep (possibly made steeper by fear) and there would be tiers and doors every so often.The fact that I and my siblings were present all in one room, these days, is not statistically likely. This should have made me question reality.The fact the catfish meowed should have made me RC, because I realised that it was odd, that catfish don't meow. Edit: added a very rough 3D scene I quickly made (10-15mins) of the stairs dream scene.
Updated 07-22-2018 at 01:27 AM by 95293
Morning of July 21, 2018. Saturday. Reading time: 3 min 2 sec. Readability score: 80. In my dream, I am Cadbury (the butler) from “Richie Rich.” Nothing in my dream had anything to do with anything that had been on my mind lately, though was based on dream representations from many years ago. It was surreal but intriguing. Two girls are visiting a neighboring castle in one scene, though the backstory implies that their father does not want them here. They live in the castle where I am serving as a butler. I am in an unusual room that looks as if it is part of a garage. The girls are annoyed when two of their pets come over; a dog (like Toto from “The Wizard of Oz”) and a cat (our youngest cat from real life). They are talking to the owner of the castle when this occurs. I take the blame, and they make comments while calling me Cadbury. Perhaps I had left a door open. The girls round up their pets, and we make our way back to our castle. We come to an area where we have to walk on a very narrow ledge before reaching the front entrance of the castle. It is high above a large body of water. Without giving it much thought, and before getting onto the ledge, I push one girl (the one carrying the dog) so that she falls to the water far below. The other girl does not notice and keeps going despite how difficult it is to stay on the ledge. Her cat walks across on its own. I realize that I am carrying a small empty plate in my right hand. I let it go, as I have to have both my hands free to hold onto the corner as I put my legs around to stand on the ledge. It falls far below into the water as well. I vaguely wonder if it will serve as evidence if they find it, as it would have my fingerprints on it. I soon become very annoyed in trying to walk on the narrow ledge and decide that I have to try to get into the castle by a different route. I find myself walking on parts of a submerged house. It is near another small residence. The castle is now at a distance. I try to balance myself as I eventually find myself walking in another area near the castle. It is an entire section of the castle that had also been submerged on purpose and is face up. It had been this way for many years. There may have been a conspiracy with the past residents of the castle. Thus, this big section was deliberately submerged. Despite its size, it still moves up and down somewhat as I walk upon it. As I walk, I make larger and larger waves that eventually slam into the castle, going under the door. The sense of weight and momentum and the setting, in general, is incredibly vivid and realistic, as is the sound and movement of the water. “Cadbury, what have you done?” calls out a voice. The large wooden door opens, sliding upward. Two unknown men are present. I see mud on a big television to the right, but I see no evidence of water anywhere, even though an extensive amount had just washed under the door. “You were told not to use this entrance,” one man says. I assume he is the owner of the castle and my boss. We stand near the entrance. One man gives me a drink that seems to be red wine. The castle owner makes some derogatory comments about me and wants me to clean the area. “I shall be taking my leave of you, sir,” I say formally. “I do not like you, and I do not like this place.” The other man says I can still stay and seems very friendly. I wake at this point. The last part is the typical meeting of my dream self with the preconscious and in this case, the interconsciousness as well. The preconscious avatar, whose task it is to wake me with dominance and annoyance in some cases, is my “boss.” The interconsciousness is often more cheerful and helpful. It partly relates to marrying and being with Zsuzsanna instead of a classmate. There is too much to it to get into here. Zsuzsanna (before I met her in waking life) pushed Susan off a castle structure. That castle was in orbit around Earth.
Created Friday 20 July 2018 Got a DILD to note, along with a fragment or two. Dream 1 - Moon Troll City The visuals were mostly clear. I was in the house's backyard, having a BBQ with family during late afternoon. Up above, I noticed a slightly golden full moon. Inquiry of the lunar phases gets me to question my state. Didn't take long to figure the dream out. I launch myself heedlessly to the moon, landing within seconds. The environment distorts momentarily, the satellite fluctuating in size. Everything then warps into black and white flowing patterns. Several amorphous objects ebb past me, purposefully avoiding me, almost as if they were alive. This all highly disturbed me, but I kept patient enough to wait and rub my hands. Now, I stood as a tiny figure in the streets of an enormous contemporary city, clear blue sky above. Innumerable giants were all walking in a near file down the sidewalks. Each of them were dressed in corporate casual wear, and were quite rotund and stumpy for their size. I float around, to then bump into the shoulder of a balding man with light skin, hair, and glasses. He looks down down at me eagerly, licking his lips in hunger. A land of cannibal giants. Figures. I leaped away, only to stumble onto another one, a pale, homely bug-eyed woman with light hair and glasses, whom reacted eerily similar to the giant above. Before I could escape, the woman took hold of me in her pudgy hand, then slowly dragged me into her gaping mouth. "Wait!", I shouted. Surprisingly enough, she stopped, and waited to hear me out. . "So... why do you even want to eat me?" "Because you're yummy!", she squealed. She promptly resumed trying to make a meal of me. With some effort, I managed to pull myself out of her grasp. Again, I jumped away, evading several more ogres, including this bizarrely hairy woman. But, once more, I got captured, this time by a tanned skinned, black haired Hispanic lady, who, at the very least, didn't look repulsive. Even so, she shared the others' terrible appetite. I likewise stopped this one for a moment to ask just what made them want to eat people. The giantess pulled out a door-hanger ad/menu for a restaurant. "Look!" She pointed at several items on the menu. Conspicuously included the list were items ending in 'Man', 'Toasted Man' and 'Skewer-Grilled Man' among them. "Humans are a delicacy in this country!" There really was no arguing with these brutes... I didn't even bother escaping. Not that it mattered much, for the dream collapsed soon after. Scrap Group 1 In an unknown apartment. I shrink to acton-figure size amd scout the area. Later, while still small, I attack this old guy, who I identified as being evil at first sight. Cut. Watching a Hispanic modern fantasy show. Several teenaged kids, who's grandma was a witch, unwittingly shrunk themselves with some magic item. The grandma appeared, and almost squashed them by accident. Various "clipping" issues bothered me about this scene, at times quite flagrant. I almost got aware enough to try and change this, but got lazy.
I was to prepare a game of 'The Werewolves of Miller's Hollow' for my mum and my brother, however what I did was set up a Pen&Paper-RPG: making up classes, a setting, even drawing a picture of the zeppelin-airship the story began in. My brother kept on coming in and watching what I was doing wich annoyed me since it took all the surprise away. At some point we were suddenly both standing in front of our school where evidently a festival of some sort was being held. Someone said something about a beaver that was somewhere, and my brother decided he wanted to search for it. He asked me if we should look left or right, it was like some form of a dialogue choice in video games. When I didn't reply for a while, a ball of moss crawled by wich my brother turned over and wich turned out to be a hedgehog. At this point I thought that the hedgehog was what we had been looking for all along. Upon closer inspection I realized that the hedgehogs' stings were all broken off apart from three, and that he seemed very frightened. Just then a man came along, broke off the poor things' last stings and threw them to some children who used them as toy swords. This made me furious, so I bolted after the guy and explained to him astonishingly calmly that a stingless hedgehog is practically dead. He apologized, but when he turned away I added, since I had realized his stench of beer, that the hedgehogs' situation can be compared to that of an unconcious drunk lying alone upon a street frequently used by criminals. I the went to another part of the street where I met a friend whom for some reason I threw on the ground. He then put on a headset and called three friends of his, asking wether they would play LoL with him. Two of them, whom I know only sporadically, said they would whereas the third, who is also a friend of mine, said he had no time for some reason related to his mother. NOTE: I am not a native speaker of english, and am almost convinced of the fact that what I meant on the hedgehog are in english not actually called 'stings'. I would be glad to be corrected here as anywhere in my posts.
Morning of July 20, 2018. Friday. Reading time: 2 min 14 sec. Readability score: 66 (8th-grade education and above). In my dream, I am at the south end of the hall of the Cubitis house. The time is unknown. I am facing the doorway to the southwest bedroom. There is a plastic box of items to the left of the doorway. Another is near the middle of it. Although I cannot discern all of the contents, I see more than a dozen empty toilet paper rolls atop other items in the leftmost box. I vaguely recall that Zsuzsanna’s younger sister Judy lives in the room, but I do not see her at any time. (In reality, the bathroom was on the opposite side of the hallway as this room.) There is an absentminded transition to a more vivid setting. The implication is that I had walked north to the Cubitis house’s living room from the hallway, yet I am now in what seems like a simultaneous presence of the Loomis Street house’s living room and the lounge room of our present home. There is a recall that I had been making small rockets. It is likely that I might have used some of the empty toilet paper rolls in my project. I must have done it during what seems like a missing stage in my dream’s sequence. It now seems to be late evening. Mentally, from perhaps outside the house, I launch a small rocket as my experiment as I stand in the middle of the living room, facing the front door. I do not expect much to happen at first, but I begin to feel wary. I am aware of its trajectory in rising up and to the right. I am aware of it, though I do not see it. I hear a slight sizzling. I might have made the small rocket too powerful, as I had quickly put it together without any measurements. There are a few moments of silence when I consider what might occur. Suddenly, there is an extraordinarily loud explosion that vividly echoes from everywhere outside the house. It shakes the whole world. I wonder if I will have time to tell Zsuzsanna before our planet disintegrates. I wait for the light and consuming fire. Instead, I awake. Dream content and explanatory notes: The incorrect representation of our bedroom is a common dream feature occurring a few times through every sleep cycle, typically rendered in the beginning or end of a dream. It is usually only a subliminal factor of being in bed. As they are primarily composed of anticipatory and reactive representation, in subliminal, liminal, and lucid states, dreams neither have symbolism in the conventional sense nor are they a result of memory processing. As I was near a doorway into a bedroom, it implies a reactive representation of being near the waking process. The empty toilet paper rolls were a biological prompt, though my need to wake was not intense. The association with cylindrical forms, from the empty toilet paper rolls to launching the small rocket, was intriguingly unique. Typical temporal errors are present as is the integration error of the Loomis Street house with the Cubitis house (where I have not lived since June 1978). My dream simultaneously combines our lounge room with the Loomis Street house’s living room (where I have not been since February 1994). The representation of the cessation of my dream was more magnificent than usual.
Non-dream stuff: Woke up at 8, with the usual alarms and auto radio. Could remember a dream fragment but tried too hard to remember it so decided instead to set another alarm for 9:30 and try to sleep more. Woke up at 9:30 and remembered a dream but was fading a little. Non-lucid dream fragment, going backwards: 4: Starting from the end of the dream, I remember some frozen strips of pork. I know we were at some bigger and altered version of my partner's dad's house. I was going to cook them over a fire and I took a little strip off and ate it raw - very quickly I thought "Crap, you can't eat raw pork, what the hell am I doing? This is how you can get worms..." but then I also (conveniently...) remembered this was bacon, which in many cases can be eaten "raw" because of the process to make it. This is the last portion of the dream before I woke up. 3: I remember walking around the house before that, looking for my partner. It was strange, I was half-aware that this was a dream because I remember thinking that this was exactly like another time as I opened some doors and went through the crooked and narrow halls. I remember in the dream context there were some doors that unleashed swarms of spiders (dream memory someone had told me) but they were already open and my dream self knew which these were. 2: Before that, I can't remember if I was in a different place, but I think I was looking at a screen (but it feels like I wasn't) with my partner and there was a museum and a large limestone statue of someone like David the Thinker or Atlas, carrying the world. On the statue however, was an old friend of mine who I'd had a crush on in waking life; she was mostly naked apart from some (to me) weird leather laces around her limbs and pelvis; she was posing on or against the statue in a heroic pose, for a photo or something, as she was looking up and away, smiling. 1: And finally the earliest thing I can remember vaguely is that there was some sort of room. An office room maybe. Some notes: My old school friend should have been a good cue of a dream sign; not only was she someone that is simply not present in my life at all anymore, she was in a very odd situation. The leather lace stuff might have been because in waking life I remember she told me that she self-harmed. As a kid I didn't think too much about that, actually.The pose my old school friend was taking, was a behaviour accurate to her real personality, when I knew her anyway.In my partner's dad's house, I was aware of my partner being there, and do vaguely remember seeing him at some point.The thing with the bacon should have made me do a RC because from one moment to another I decided it was fine, when I was almost panicking for doing something so stupid initially.Waking life note: Must remember to, after doing something stupid, even if it's fine afterwards, do a RC.The spider swarm releasing doors, though I wasn't afraid of them, I was wary of them, even open. I felt like the spiders were moving around but I carried on with walking through the house.I remember there was a skylight in one of the corridors in the dream; in reality there is no skylight at all in that house.
Created Thursday 19 July 2018 Got a WILD today, if after quite a few roadblocks in my attempts to induce it. There were plenty of other things after that, but they were too incomprehensible for me to even recall. Dream 1 - Curiosity Calling WILD transition in bed. Rubbed my hands to confirm. I wait out a transition for a few minutes, and even spin on my back to accelerate such, but nothing of the sort happens. Remembering the contest, I imagine the sound of rushing waters, certain this would create some whimsical being. To much alarm, the yells of a horrible, guttural voice accompanied the noise, shouting furiously at me in a fell language. Quite startling at first, though after a few minutes, this merely became an annoyance. I phase through the mattress and into the void, though even that wasn't enough to get rid of that rambling. Willfully waking up put an end to that. Immediate reentry. Overheard somone having... bowel distress in the bathroom nearby. At the time, I wasn't sure if this was real or not (it wasn't), but I ignored it all the same. Anyway, after a minute or two of down time, I tried manifesting another creature. I imagined the cries of a crow, if for the sake of sparking curiosity and wanderlust. Such cawing sounded quickly, and soon after, I caught sight of the like bird landing on my shoulder. Suddenly, the creature grew and morphed into a harpy, light skinned woman from the waist up, the excessively oversized legs and feet of a crow below, and similarly large feathery wings adjoined on her otherwise human arms. As I lingered in awe, the harpy snatched me up into her claws by my flank. Before I knew it, she'd already carried me far away into the emptiness. I asked what she had planned for me, more out of intrigue than any sort of concern. The bird-woman merely echoed what I said while giggling. The dream was then dissolved.
Updated 07-20-2018 at 02:27 AM by 89930
The dream scene was possibly in another country. There was a massive dark green warehouse structure on one side of a narrow river and one on the other side. For some reason it seemed also like we were in a past time period like the 1800s. I think people were wearing dated clothing. There was at one point a woman I kept gazing my eyes at. I was attracted to her. She was wearing an older dress from another era, it was a number of different greens. There were a lot of other women with her. On the river was this small raft that would go back and forth between the two sides carrying people. I remember waiting for the raft to come, I had gotten distracted by something, and by the time I looked back it was full and had departed to the other side. There was some other stuff going on in this place but I can't remember. I'm in a video game of some sort. There is a massive room with these two giant ogre dudes walking around. They seem to be enemies but aren't really aware of me. There's another big dude there as well. The video game was like runescape. I'm walking down this wooden staircase thing into the ground. A group of people are telling me I need to pick some sort of class. Kolby encourages me to be a "Barbarian" class. I agree but then realize it's only me and this other guy who are barbarians and everyone else has split into a group of hunters, warlocks, and warriors/rogues. Each of those groups has at least 6 people and were getting along pretty well. The other barbarian is trying to teach me the ways which included fist fighting and playing this game of ping pong but with throwing knives. He was throwing knives at me and I'm looking around freaking out considering if one of the knives actually went into me. The dream goes up the stairs and into this island area with woods, old structures, and a coastline with abandoned buildings there. This place seemed strangely ancient and a tint of light blue. I'm remembering quests in certain areas. It seemed like it would take forever to level up in this old game. I ran into one person who I recognized, she was wearing different garb now but when we talked I brought up the last time I saw her. I said something like "last time I saw you, weren't you playing some sort of fairy creature who was worshiped by other players" and she agreed. My flash back took me to this clearing with collapsed buildings and structures. She was sitting on a rock dressed as a fairy with these other players just huddled around her. She was telling them things. My dream ended with me zooming out on the map and looking around. I was wondering how big the game really was. My view showed me this massive green island surrounded by water, scattered with trees and sandpits. I imagined groups of people gathering to slay monsters once they were high enough level. This game was really interesting because it felt like old WoW where the game is very mysterious and you can't just look everything up, you've got to play the game and learn from others about how everything works.
Now I have had Wake Induced Lucid Dreams before, but I have been trying to have them consistently for months. Most of my previous WILDs were actually DEILDs done at the end of my sleep cycle. About a week ago I really got serious. I even started using a sleep mask, even though I sleep in a dark and quiet room. I began a steady and fairly strict sleep schedule of 11pm-7am with a 5am alarm a few months ago. Normally I just get up, record a dream or two, and go to sleep. Many times I'll skip the dream recording and regret it. A week ago I decided I would try a WILD the next night. Sure enough, the next morning I woke up 10 mins before my alarm. I waited for the alarm to go off, then I tried the technique. I laid there for what felt like hours unable to fall back asleep. Defeated, I went about my day as normal. I skipped a night and tried it again. Same thing. Woke up 10 mins before alarm and couldn't rest after turning alarm off. I didn't understand it. I wasn't turning on any lights or using my phone, I just couldn't fall asleep. This morning however I noticed some results. Yesterday I spent some time reading some tutorials and talking with some people about the technique. I decided to stick with the current routine and hope for the best. I woke up to my 5am alarm and remembered what Gab told me. I should make sure to tell myself that I am not waking up yet, and I will soon be returning to sleep. I sat up for a bit, focused on the task at hand, and then laid back down and made myself comfortable. After what felt like ages I finally noticed my thoughts start to wander. I found myself picturing a scene of a dark road at night. I could see the tree line and the night sky. I could almost feel the ground beneath me. I was forming memories of being in the military, and that I was walking with my CO. I noted that it felt like a dream was beginning, but I couldn't see anything. As I noticed this I felt the dream was just barely visible via hallucinations on my eyelids. The dream faded away. I then came up with a backstory for my DG. I could almost hear someone telling her what it is she must do, and where she must stay. She was being sent to a wonderland I picked out. A stable dream environment that I could always return to. This dream faded as well and I felt a very intense vibration run through my whole body. I recognized this both from prior memory and as a sign that the WILD was working. I would soon be in a full-blown reality created by my own mind. My thoughts went wild, My heart was racing, I was ready. Uh-oh...My heart was racing. I couldn't stay relaxed enough for the dream to form. I eventually got up about 5 minutes later. I did a RC to confirm I was awake. I noted the time at 5:34 and tried to rest on my side. I was hoping I could quickly reenter the dream state, but alas I could not. I fell asleep eventually into a non-lucid dream after a while. I was with my family. We were entering a mall to do some shopping. As we walked in a guard shot at us about 2 times. We all raised our hands and surrendered. Turns out there was an active shooter running loose in the building and they were on lockdown. We didn't notice anyone outside warning us, and were supposed to keep away but we didn't know. We were told to go talk to someone behind a desk a few feet away. When we did so the man behind the counter told me I was one of two people to be given a weapon to seek and subdue the criminal in the building. He hands me this massive gun. I am really bad at guessing sizes, but I'd say it was a foot wide, 3 feet tall and 4 feet across. It was a big, bulky, beast. It had 2-3 handles to hold it. The man told me I was lucky to have received the machine gun. As he is explaining the safety measures to me I strap the gun around me neck and notice he is starting to talk in a foreign language. It sounded like Hebrew to me. The gun brushes my side and fires a single round by the man's feet. Everyone including me panic for a moment. I thought the safety was on. The shot was very loud, yet contained. It did not echo, and the damage was localized. This was a powerful gun indeed. The man scolded me and told me where to find the safety on the gun. I then went on a hunt to find the target. We also were here to talk to someone. I don't remember what it is we were supposed to talk about, but I remembered that I had no clue who it was I was supposed to be looking for. Who caused this lockdown? What did they look like? What were their motives? Were they hiding their firearm and blending among the crowd of people? I didn't even have a name. I think I will move my alarm up a bit tonight to try to further experiment with my REM cycles.
I was lying in bed, trying desperately to sleep (I had a rather troubled night), but four people of whom I recognized at least one were sitting around me wich really distressed me. I also remember something with changing people wich only ever lasted very shortly since I woke up like every minute or so.
Date of Dream: THU 19 JUL - 2018 Dream No. 377 - Somewhere Only We Know I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was with my mum at this distorted version of Endeavour Hills Shopping Centre. Some parts of the shopping centre were outdoors and the inner mall was bridged by this short strip of tin roof. The inside part resembled more of the real Endeavour Hills Shopping Centre but a lot of aspects were still different. I don't remember where the next dream was at, all I know is that it was another shopping centre. I was talking to a young stranger and she mentioned something about WB. A sub-scene was playing where she was due to be attending an event at the Waverley-Park Stadium along with her parents and a few others. The sub-scene showed WB and her parents wearing a lanyard with a card attached to it, suggesting that they were VIPs amongst a massive crowd, filling every seat in the stadium. There was then news that WB was going to be coming to the shops for something but I forgot what for specifically. I got all excited and walked around to be close to one of the entrances, anticipating her arrival. I said that when she came, I would sing to greet her. It wasn't long before she walked through the doors of the mall, hair in a frizzy bun, once again in a casual outfit with her year 12 hoodie. As she was walking, this music started to play in the background; I discovered it was a backing track for the song “Somewhere Only We Know”. The melody was the same but the dream made it so I wasn't singing the correct words and rather, a lot of the words had an affiliation to the theme of school. No matter how hard I tried to sing the correct words, the dream would always make it impossible to be done. Once that song ended, I can't remember any more of the 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) Dream 377: Results (Competition #5) Competition Night: 18 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 4.0 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0) + Previous Total: 90.0 Total Accumulated Points: 94.0
Updated 07-20-2018 at 06:01 AM by 93119
I slept off and on to the extreme last night. I got a lot of dreams as a result though. I wrote them in my "Day One Journal" on my iPad, so I'll just copy/paste here. "Strange dream. I was part of a Bible study. It was set up a lot like a family study, but it consisted of the Congregation. A little boy cut himself and his sister offered a bandage only it had the US flag on it so they got into an argument about it. The dad was running the meeting and he said he was whitelisting her(meaning banning her from participating- which isn't a thing) which caused another argument. A Scripture was cited for us to look up. It was in Timothy, but I kept losing it as I flipped through my Bible. Then my FOV changed and I was actually watching it on TV. I was very excited about that and told hubby. JW's don't have TV programs. I even told him about an app that had just been made which is made up of games for kids. Dreamed also of getting ready to take a trip with hubby and also about zombies and a building catching fire before I could completely loot it. Also dreamed a tiger killed a baby elephant which was playing in someone’s yard. I fell back to sleep a couple more times. The last dream was of traveling with a large group that my parents and Rochelle were part of. We had to walk a great distance. Oh yeah... in one dream or another, I was at my Grams house. I was trying to staple a picture I drew onto an entertainment center. It was to conceal the area where the Tv goes. Later, in that dream, I was scared and looking for kids. They were in that hidie-hole. I dreamed of hamsters. Some were on the floor dead. One looked dead and was covered in fleas. It appeared to have no mouth so I was going to kill it to put it out of its misery. But then the mouth appeared. I was looking for things of sentimental importance at Grams house. While we were traveling, I saw a huge tornado form in the distance. We ran in the opposite direction, looking for a large tree. But then it was like it never happened and we continued on our way. There were cats everywhere. A couple got ran over despite trying to call them over and also warning the vehicle. We got onto a large vehicle at some point. Maybe a train? Because the next thing I recall was being lead by a turtle down a rollercoaster type track. There were no rails and I wondered how we didn’t jump the track when we came to a huge dip. The view was beautiful and I wished I could have taken a photo. It was over too quickly though. Then I saw a caricell (the thing with horses that take kids round and round) in the distance yet on a road. Then I realized I was on it and I wondered how we were getting anywhere. We passed the same gun shop a couple of times. There had been a robbery and a fatality. I got separated from my mom and Rochelle at one point. Someone went into some water to look for them. I just back tracked, on foot, to the beginning of the journey and found them. I was exhausted from all the walking. Someone lost their ID and couldn’t continue. The husband was furious and sad and scared. He gave the guards his ID and said he was staying with her. The dreams (of my memory of them, lol) are a jumbled mess. There was a lot more- speaking to people about the tornado; walking for what felt like forever; seeing my uncle Hank; a woman with a broach; my Grams house being packed for a move; almost getting into a fight with a woman because my bag was stuck on hers; speaking about religion and the resurrection during the walk and a guy commenting that I had a lot of knowledge (to which I disagreed but his friend shook her head yes that I did) but my application of the knowledge was all wrong and then there was a weird comment that I must get a lot of male callers; I was freaked out a few times, thinking I lost my e-cig. Weird that all of that was dreamed about in the span of under 2 hours!!!"
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