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Got hit with a bad sore the last few days, but that's subsided now. I'll hope it stays that way.

Log 1103 - Hooked Hand and Rick Brain Swap Scraps
Created Monday 06 May 2018

Scrap Group 1
At home. I'm fixing some electronic. Somehow, my hand gets impaled by a plastic hook, punctured from the back and going straight through the palm. Dad recklessly (yet cleanly) pulls it out.

At home. My brother is watching Rick and Morty in pain view of my neice and nephew. This episode had Rick negotiated with an alien to swap bodies with each other. Part of the procedure involved disembowelment. That's when I've decided the kids've seen enough.

Log 1104 - Elona Taxes Urban Area and Evil Fighters Scraps
Created Monday 07 May 2018

Scrap Group 1
Playing Elona+ Custom. I accidentally take all the gold from my shop's safe. High taxes were certain.

At an apartment room in an old urban area.

Spectator. Set in a busy shopping center during an overcast day. Frieza from DBZ suddenly appeared. He demanded to know where Goku was, lethally zapping those who didn't know, and telekinetically thrusting others that only had partial knowledge. Later, I'm given the role of Akuma from Street Fighter, who was looking for Ryu. I Ashura Warp throughout the place, startling people when I phased through them. Eventually, I find Ryu, whom was much different than usual. Apparently, he'd adopted a contemporary lifestyle, having his own vehicle, and even a wife (who was in late term pregancy). And yet, Akuma would not back down from a fight, and attacked the former world champion. During the fierce bout, Ryu's wife vehicularly assaulted Akuma. In response, Akuma smashed the car with a Messatsu Gou Shoryu. He then charged up a Messatsu Gou Hadou, when the dream ended.

2018-05-07.pdf

(please click above pdf to read dreams)

Its been a while since I wrote my usual 3000-6000 word entry. I think that was not sustainable in terms of an amount to write. I write them a little simpler now but still keep the voice recorder file which records all the details. But also my voice recordings have only been 30-45 minutes. A month or so ago I was having some nights with 1.5 hours of dream details on my voice recorder... I think this amount is a little easier to manage right now though. I would gladly accept more dream recall but I'm just saying.

Day before yesterday. Had a bad sleep because of flu or something. Woke up many times. Once I thought that it would be nice to get a WILD out of it.

I start focusing on what I see, kinda conjuring some kind of a vision. It's up in the air. I "move" myself into the HH and now I'm inside of a dream, flying. I look back at my mom's house. I see her sitting there in her chair. I don't really want to but I figure I should go and say hi. So I fly back through the wall and say hi to her. I'm wondering if she will see me or wonder how I got there.

I leave again, this time through my old bedroom window. Leads to a balcony. I don't know why I always have to fight my way through the wires we have there to hang the laundry out to dry. Why can't I just fly over them rather than go from underneath. So I get tangled in those yellow and green wires, desperate to get out. I know I can because it's my dream, but I also know how they always slow me down or stop me.

I'm flying up high again, all happy.

In the dream I'm in a huge room in some sort of factory or school. There are desks leading up to a chalkboard and the ceiling is very high up. I'm taking a final exam and I'm the last one to finish. Everyone else is walking away like they're finished. There's a metal structure at the back of the class. People are on the other side with the professor going over the exam. I was walking up to the teacher when I overheard her discussing answers. I started copying down the answer. At some point she was going over a question and said it could be true or false she'd give credit to anyone. I wrote something down. I went back to my desk and people started coming over to me surprised I wasn't done. I unfold the test into this massive 5 by 8 piece of paper with the exam pages spread out.

I had another dream I was at the pool lifeguarding but I can't remember anything beyond that.

Dream 1: I was not present in this dream, I was just watching it play out. Kurt Russell was a waiter in a quaint family diner. A couple were sitting at one of the tables with their daughter, who was blond and wearing pigtails. They were trying to teach him how to pronounce her name right, but he kept getting it wrong. He went to get her a glass of water, which he put into a plastic cup with the “Coke” logo on it. He wrote her name on the glass in sharpie and gave it to her, joking that “it’ll cost you a buck”.

Dream 2: I was spectating again. Harry Potter was in a small stone room with a dozen or so other students. He was telling them that he now agreed that co-ed dorms were a bad idea, because someone stole a very important spellbook given to him by a powerful wizard. Suddenly, all the other students vanished, and only Ron Weasley is left. Harry told Ron he knew he was the one who took it, and Ron pulled it out from under his shirt. He told Harry he was going to destroy him. Harry pulled out a metal sword decorated with purple foam lightning bolt stickers.

Dream 3: Spectating, yet again. Charlie Bucket, played by Freddie Highmore, was sadly watching an old box television set while sitting on a rug. He was watching his parents being interviewed on a television program set in a living room. His dad was visibly nervous and his mom was crying. It was about something he’d done, though I can’t remember what. He then had to walk onto the set and join them. The dream ended there.

Dream 4: Fragment. I went on a trip with Renee, Sage, Aspen, Justin, and Emily, I’m not sure who else. We rode in vans in stayed in cabins somewhere in the forest, but I don’t remember anything else.

Dream 5: Fragment. I was in a dark cabin. It was very modern, tidy, and well decorated, but the lighting was very low. I had to stay there by myself on the highest bunk bed.

Dream 6: My godmother, sister, and I went to a carnival. There was a large parking lot, and from there you’d have to cross a road to get to the rides. The road was for large trucks bringing supplies for the fair. A Chevron truck came bringing gas for the rides. There were crossing guards to help people be safe while crossing the service road. My younger sister went on a large blue roller coaster that went very fast with lots of loops and twists. My godmother asked me how on earth Anna could do that, and I said I didn’t know. We left after Anna got off, and we thanked the crossing guards, who asked for fist bumps. One of them was Morgan Freeman (?), and he did the “up high, down low, too slow” thing. Then we left.

Dream 7: Fragment. I was talking to my boyfriend over video chat, and he was sitting in a living room empty except for a couch. It looked somewhat like my friend Arthur’s dad’s living room.

Dream 8: I dreamt that I woke up in my room. There were some green ceramic bell wind chimes hanging from the light above my bed. I noticed if I tensed my face slightly and made a ringing sound in my ears, I could make them move, like I was pushing them without touching them. I tried the same with the metal heart chimes across the room, and it also worked. I then figured out I could touch things with my mind, so I gave myself a foot massage. Then I went somewhere that was my backyard, except with a huge pond in it. There were giant corydoras and arrowanas, and a few goldfish larger than their usual size. I told my sister to stay away from the two arrowanas, as they could eat her easily. Then I used my mind powers to push a red tricycle a little ways. Suddenly I was back in my room, in my bed. My mom and brother were there, and suddenly I noticed a white ceramic bell chime with colorful designs on it. It was moving by itself, without me doing anything. I was scared of it, and my mom said it was possessed. I grabbed a crucifix and tried to tell whatever it was to go away, but nothing happened. I touched it with the crucifix and yelled at it, but it did not stop. I woke up.

Date of Dream: MON 7 MAY - 2018



Dream No. 324 - I Wish I Could Speak With Grandma

I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, the dream claimed to be taking place in an unknown part of America. In the dream, my grandma had passed away and my mum, brother and I were going to a place where we could apparently still speak to her. My mum and brother were allowed to speak to her but I wasn't... I forgot specifically what and what happened. I became extremely upset and started crying as loud as ever.

Later on in the dream, one of my high school teachers and Year 12 co-ordinator, Ms L, had called me up to her office. I was in trouble due to the fact that I was upset and crying so much. My dad was there as one but once again, I forgot what happened. That's it for this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Get Murray back as a regular DC/DG (Achieved? No)
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Have Kevin M receive minor penalties either from Dreamy WB or myself due to general carelessness (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)



Dream 324: Results (Competition #3)
Competition Night: 6
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: 40.0
Total Accumulated Points: 40.5



NOTE: As of 3:37 PM (AEST), Kevin's In-dream penalty has been cancelled and he's been taken off the waiting list. He made up for it by having an enjoyable Twitch stream. Spoke about lucid dreaming quite a bit. So he's off the hook and Dreamy WB has less work to do.

2018-05-06.pdf

dreams in above PDF

I haven’t been on in a long, long time, but I’d really like to work on lucid dreaming again.
I’m going to start by dream journaling, like I used to.

I can’t remember much, except for a dream fragment.
My freshman year English teacher was congratulating two members of the senior class on their “early marriage”. She said that every year, at least two students would get married before they graduated.
My boyfriend had an expensive looking camera, and he was photographing the couple. I was sitting next to him on the grass, while the couple walked down a carpet rolled out on the lawn.
I accidentally got in the way of one of his photos, and he asked me to move.
I laid down on my back on the grass, and he laughed and said he didn’t mean I had to do that, just to scoot out of the way.
That’s all I remember.

I enter a bar. A bunch of metal dudes enter as well. They go to another room somewhere upstairs. Then my dad is with them, or at least they know my dad. They say something to me from the other room. I reply and try to find them in the building, but find nothing. The building is all wooden corridors smeared with blood, and burning naked corpses hanging from the ceiling. Monsters start appearing everywhere. I knock them out of the way with a makeshift club as I keep looking for my dad.

I am in an apartment, and know that some people are going to come in. I attempt to climb out of the window, but they come in too quickly and I am unable to get away. I go with them and they bring me to a city. The city has beautiful architecture and oil paintings. It feels very old. The people still won't let me go.

Points:
Full non-lucid: 1 point

I am in some sort of dormitory where I decide to do an RC (not sure why). I realize I am dreaming and look around for a little while, but the dream ends quickly.

Points:
Lucid: 10 points
DILD: 5 points
Reality Check: 5 points
Total: 20 points

This morning I found myself at Gyeongbokgung palace again. When I got to the entrance I realized I was just in street clothes, and I remembered that I was going to try to show up in hanbok from now on so I crossed the street and found the store from my first dream about the palace. Luckily everything was the same and I was able to get the same dress without paying for it.

As I waited in front of the palace I lost my lucidity. Eventually some girl came up to me and asked if I wanted to go shopping. I said yes, and we went into one of the palace's museums and starting looking at and buying souvenirs. Somehow I had a purse that I didn't have in the beginning of the dream, and inside it I had a lot of Korean money. The money was really detailed and accurate looking. I bought some hanja writing pens (basically pens with little paintbrush tips), a cute notebook, a puzzle, and some multicolored chopsticks with Korean written on them. I don't know what the other girl bought.

Morning of May 4, 2018. Friday.



My dream starts with the very common liminal awareness of my physical body being in bed as I sleep, but I do not attain viable lucidity.

My dream still renders a bed as my dream’s setting, though the location is unknown and undefined and I absentmindedly perceive it more as serving as a table upon which to play the card game. In fact, even though I am aware of playing Gin Rummy with several other people, I do not ever actually see them. I am on my left side (as I am in reality as I sleep) looking at the several piles of playing cards, some face up, each pile with a few cards, some spread out more. I am trying to remember what I need to do next.

However, as my dream self in non-lucidity has neither viable access to the unconscious nor the conscious self identity, I remain uncertain of the rules (even though I have played Gin Rummy in real life numerous times). I gather up all the cards to shuffle them and start to deal them out, but then I consider that this is probably wrong. My dream becomes more abstract and I soon wake.

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This dream was a result of watching “Think Tank” (a television game show) with Zsuzsanna, when a question about Gin Rummy was asked of one contestant and he got it wrong. It is interesting how the simplest random event can integrate into the dreaming and waking processes, but is there a real reason in this case? The question was about the highest-ranking card in Gin Rummy, of which the answer is “King”. I suspect that this correlates with potential liminal dream control in the dream state for a few reasons. One, the presence of the dream state indicator (me being on the bed). Two, my passive dream self allowing the preconscious to modulate rather than a thread of my conscious self identity taking control of my dream. Three, this dream is of the type based on thinking skills correlation, to induce synaptic gating for triggering consciousness.

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Date of Dream: SUN 6 MAY - 2018



Dream No. 323 - Separated Sections

Dream 323 A - Power Outage (Lucid Dream 17)
The dream started with me being at my house. For the first scene, I was down in the garage. There was a person that resembled Dreamy WB; in fact it was Dreamy WB but I have forgotten her appearance. She came up to me and asked me to help her find the lifts. She said that she had to leave in order to help a sick person. I wandered down the cellar and things felt strange to me. In real life, it's just a tiny corridor that stops at the end but in the dream, there was this whole new area to the side of it.

I strangely felt aware that I was dreaming but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I turned left into the new dream area and indeed I found the lift complex in a completely different looking environment. There were a lot of people at the lift complex, including my parents. So I saw this strange looking Dreamy WB off into the lift and then stood and hesitated as I felt I had nothing left to do. The scene changed.

I was now in the main part of the house, no distorted features, right in the middle of the night. It was dark inside and so I decided I wanted to turn the lights on. I went up to a light switch and it wasn't working. I thought further, “is this a power outage or am I in a dream?”. I went to the another light switch and it didn't work for me; so indeed I worked out that this was a dream. Also, at midnight in real life, lighting in the dark is usually almost black but in the dream, the quality of lighting was blue, so I could still see my surroundings.

I walked towards the bathroom to do further reality checks at the mirror. I looked in it and grossly enough, I had this rubber-like snot hanging out of my nose... Heaps of it. I gave it a clean but I won't recap the method I used. Then I said things to myself, quietly talking to myself. I actually recited the dream tasks I had set for myself. I said something like, “Hmm, ok. So... Um... I've got to get Murray back, Logan has to be penalised and then Kevin will be receiving a penalty as well. I've got to check Logan's mail but I can't do any of that because she's not here”.

Then the most creepy reality check took place, I lifted my hand up to the mirror to see the arrangement of fingers but this arrangement was bizarre. I had nine fingers on my right hand!! It was arranged so I had two layers of four and then one finger randomly sticking out in the place of the thumb. This finger arrangement felt so real that it actually scared me so much; I gasped, jumped and never wanted to lift my hand up to the mirror again.

I found that I had to clean my nose further and so I had to lift my hand up to the mirror again. This time, it was the usually un-normal six fingers. Whenever I touched something with my sixth finger, it would hurt; like it was actually reality and my mind was telling me that my sixth finger shouldn't be there. No matter how much I thought about the dream tasks I had to do, I just couldn't motivate myself to actually go and do them. Soon enough, that dream had ended.

Dream 323 B - Grandma Has Kittens
I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, my second grandparents were at my house. Indeed grandma was at her normal age, in her 70s, but she was pregnant! I was actually thinking to myself, “You're past menopause so how on Earth can you be pregnant?”. She didn't have human babies though, she actually gave birth to two mixed coloured kittens, a boy called Tommy and a girl called Jessie. The dream didn't show her giving birth but the kittens had suddenly appeared and then she went back to looking like normal.

My dad was also there and my grandma was his mum; so Tommy and Jessie were actually my dad and uncle's new siblings! Only my uncle wasn't aware of this because he wasn't in the dream. I spent some time playing with the kittens but I forgot what I did with them specifically. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Get Murray back as a regular DC/DG (Achieved? No)
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Have Kevin M receive minor penalties either from Dreamy WB or myself due to general carelessness (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)



Dream 323: Results (Competition #3)

Dream 323 A
Competition Night: 5
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

Dream 323 B
Competition Night: 5
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 32.0
Calculation Details:
- Help someone in need, non-lucid (1.0)
- Reality Check, Light Switches (5.0)
- Reality Check, Weird Finger Formation In The Mirror (5.0)
- Become Lucid (10.0)
- Was induced via DILD (5.0)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream, 323 B (1.0)
- 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)

+ Previous Total: 8.0
Total Accumulated Points: 40.0



Although my ambition to achieve tasks was foiled again, I find the events of 323 quite interesting. The backstory is that yesterday, my throat was feeling sore and so I thought I was on the way to getting a cold. In the first scene, Dreamy WB actually came up to me and said that she had to leave the dream world to help a "sick person". In hindsight, she was sacrificing the dream version of me to stop my physical body from getting sick. The reason I think this? This morning, I didn't get worse and rather, my throat hurts less. Additionally in hindsight, I could have gotten to Murray, even without Dreamy WB. The only thing that's a must with Dream WB at the moment is the penalties.

Thought I would start drawing my dreams...