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I had a dream that continued every time I wake up but because of the extended length of that period it is all fragmented.

I come home with a new super hero themed comic book. I start reading it in bed and the story comes to life with me as the main character.

I have super powers and there is a superhero woman who is guiding me through becoming a better superhero. The only dream power that I remember having is super speed like The Flash. There is a love interest and the characters parents who I have to keep my powers a secret from.

Next fragment I remember is being in a car chase where the character's parnents are in the car.

The last fragment I remember is after the car chase and the character's parents are dead! I put down the seats in the back of the car and try to lay their bodes down carefully. I don't believe they are dead but the teacher supehero lady confirms they are indead dead. I say, "I can run so fast I can go back in time and save them!" and the lady says that it doesn't work that way.

No recall. Bad sleeping habits lately.

I live with two guys, one plays musical instruments and talks about his synthesizer while grabbing his saxophone, I think they might be robots.

We were having dinner in the dark, I'm not sure if they noticed that the dinning room lights weren't on, I forced myself to wake up when ot became super dark.

I have been working for some time on overcoming the restrictions I feel to moving in a LD. I do this by making my own sleep-meditations and listening to them at night. Last night I had a short LD that I was bench pressing a barbell. In the dream I told myself to move freely, and I did, pressing the weight off my chest. A small goal achieved!

My friend and I will be doing this, so I won't be dreaming for the next 2-3 days

No recall. Life got busy and journaling went out the window.

However, girlfriend is now away on work travel, so I will be able to practice WBTB and other techniques without disturbing her sleep for the next couple weeks

I was hungover all day from partying with my friend the day prior where I had two beers and did a shot with her. On my hungover day I went on a run in the hot sun and bought apple juice because I once read it gives you vivid dreams, I took a nap and you can judge the apple juice effects for yourself:

I was in a diner themed McDonald's, I had a call from my employer apparently, I don't know what it said. But someone did an in-depth analysis about Chickie's dad from Rugrats in which he held a gun to his head and asked "What's a drama that makes you fall in love with life again?" it featured a 90s cartoon style scene of Chuckie, disguised as Elisabeth Thornberry, running away from home, and his dad getting depressed. The families from Rugrats go through the city to search for Chuckie, it shows a really cartoony montage of everyone's houses chasing around the city like cars. Spinelli from Recess makes a cameo appearance as older homeless woman punching the dad from Phil and Lil.

I wake up in the McDiner again forgetting about my order, I see an invoice letter with my name on it wilth the receipt attached saying order 97, I then see the take out bar with a bat with my order, I grab it and this mysterious black girl sitting by the bar who follows me on twitter apparently tells me I "shouldn't let that girl control me" referring to some random meme I got on my birthday on twitter within the dream canon. A girl tried to order a burger but with nothing but the "banana sauce" the black guy working there looks at her with this "really?" smile on his face.

Dream was in English

Edit: (and TW: Suicide) during that Rugrats bit I had a dream of a vine type of sketch featuring a group of black guys in which one of them holds a gun to his head and shoots himself then drops to the chair, his friends jokingly re-enact his dropping motion as he just lands sitting down with a funny bounce, the guy from the gun was still concious watching bis friends and laughing along and playing along with them followed by his POV of suddenly noticing his vision going dark and blurry.

I should add that the reason I added everyone's race is because they were all black just like I am, it reads a little weird to me as well, but I wanted to remember that detail. Reference was probably because I went to an African festival yesterday and hung out with people from the festival at an after party.

5/19/23
I'm standing with B in the backyard in The Meadow and something doesn't seem 100% right. I look at my hands and count 5 fingers on both, rotating them back and forth. I look once again doing the same procedure, yet they continue to look real. I get a sense that this simply isn't waking reality and my awareness begins to rise a bit more as I tend to push my awareness during waking life. I become aware that I'm in a dream. I turn to B and say "Now we're lucid" as I begin to rise up a fly with enjoyment. I start heading toward the far end of the yard where tall trees in the woods loom behind the fence. I continue to fly but soon realize that I'm risking having the dream fade if I fly into the darkness. I decide to keep the dream more stable by turning around and flying toward the house. I see a light emanating from the door on the right side and fly in that direction. I head toward the laundry room which has a door open. I see the washer and dryer with the doors situated vertically - they're both projecting a holographic image on them with a blue hue. I consider two of my major dream goals: heading to my dream sanctuary as well as asking what my spiritual path is. I begin asking the dream what my spiritual bath is - I ask twice yet get no answer. I decide to sit and practice zazen. I sit facing the wall and begin meditation. B sits to my right. I'm interested in how stable my awareness is within the dream state. I see the slight warbling effects of my visuals through my half open eyes, but my awareness is pretty steady. I meditate for about a minute, then get up. I reflect on how my awareness in the dream seems a bit more stable since several years prior. I continue to make my way to the next room an consider heading to my dream sanctuary. I take in the visuals of the kitchen and head to the family room. I hold off on the dream goal and decide to meditate in my usual spot in real life. I enter the family room and face the sliding glass doors and notice snow flurries coming to the ground outside. I see my reflection and I'm wearing the same pjs I wore to bed. I look very similar to real life with slightly shorter hair. I set to meditate and B is by my side once again. I stabilize my awareness. A thought passes through my awareness of what it would be like if all my dreams were lucid- would that just be too much time in the state? What if there are bad dreams? I come back to awareness. After about a minute I get up and return to the central area of the kitchen and consider looking for a portal to head to the dream sanctuary. I look at the bathroom door, basement door and front. I decide to just chill for a bit though, and just enjoy the dream environment. I think, hey why not get some chocolate and decide to get some chocolate ice cream from the fridge (having a giant chocolate bar was a just-for-fun dream goal anyway!). I see French Vanilla ice cream and think that would be great and grab the container. I also see a large Valor dark chocolate bar in red and gold wrapper with about 2/3 remaining and the wrapper pulled back - I grab that too. I put my hand into the ice cream, grab a big chunk and try it. It tastes pretty good! About 50% of the flavor of real life. I head toward the table with the ice cream and chocolate bar, but decide to grab a cup and spoon for the ice cream since I don't want to be messy - reflecting on making bad karmic patterns even in the dram state. I sit back next to B, and notice the edge of the cup with ice cream dripping down. I reflect on how cool it is to be in this aware state, just chilling and hanging out with my 'dream brother'. After a moment, the dream begins to fade a bit and I begin to come to back to my waking body.
Factors: Awareness practice; Illusory form practice; Mantra before bed; Reishi - midnight

I'm on a platform high int he trees on the edge of the Dark Woods in The Meadow. I realize I'm dreaming. H is next to me and I look at her and tell her I'm dreaming. I'm laying down on the wooden square platform underneath some covers. I look up and see the moon in the distance hanging above the faint view of the neighbor's house. The platform is roughly eight feet by five feet, constructed of wood, sitting about two stories high with a two foot wooden railing running around it. I feel the covers around me and think that the tactile sense will help prolong the dream. I chat with H for a short bit, but slip into a false awakening in which I'm telling a DC outside my room that I just had a lucid dream.

+ soccer field at the corner of the field by the goal, the goalies are practicing doing lock kicks back in to the field. Someone is also training with me and kicking some balls for me to block, I see those goalies are really good at doing very long kicks. There's a small-sized woman there and I take her up into my arms and am amorously caressing her. Then I think this is not a good idea and I put her down. She wants to continue, comes up and looks up at me with big eyes and says "hug!" So I pick her up for a hug and then I notice photographers off to the side snapping pictures. They're probably going to blackmail me.

+ discussing presidential history, bad president, room, sit with [deceased] wife E, call out to her to remember our visit to that temporary president, to connect with her but I feel we are distant, she stands up and moves away from me

walking outside, girl says "I lost my bracelet" [IWL wife asked me to bring her her Fitbit that she left downstairs], "the one with the crystals/stones" [IWL wife L has such a thing], I'm looking around and around a corner I see a small cache of items, there's a small corded bracelet hanging on a (nail?) that has two large roughly cut crystals on it, I pick it up and hand it to her, "here it is!". I think there is a group of thieves working this area, and how easy it is to steal things from someone who's unsuspecting, just sitting there and the thief comes up behind them and snatches their things away while the victim is not looking.

+ I find illegal invasive pests in the back corner of a local store, a crate of tick-like insects and a crate of very fat, plump juicy wormy things, they're all squiggling around, I want to call the cops because I know these are illegal and if released in to the local ecosystem will spread and destroy the vegetation/crops, I decide to take a picture of them but as I start to do this some guys from the store come up to me, ask me "What are you doing here? There's nothing to take pictures of here, just regular products." It's true that around the area is just plain uninteresting things like bottles of ketchup. They are very threatening. I decide to get out of there, I get in to my car outside, and the people (wife E?) with me are also getting in, I'm yelling "hurry up! We have to go!" and I take off in the car. The streets are very narrow and there is an oncoming very large truck heading at me. Because I need to get away I do not stop but keep driving hoping he will yield. Because the divers of such trucks are very rude he doesn't stop and keeps barreling right at me. I try to maneuver between the truck and the parked cars but it's too narrow, we side-swipe each other as we collide and I have an image of a car/truck that has had it's entire roof/upper section ripped off.

+ [f] driving a car with no brakes control [DS!!]. I'm pushing hard on the brake pedal at times but it's barely responding. Twilight/night time.

+ With [deceased] wife E at a border crossing to a small country where people go to vacation. They ask my wife her name and she gives a fake name, they look at her passport and pass her. I'm surprised that she gave a fake name and think she must have a falsified passport. They ask me my name and I give my full correct name (in a foreign language) and present my passport, the border guard takes it and says "there must be a mistake in your passport because here it says (some name completely different from my own), I'm going to need to detain you" and goes off to discuss what to do with me with the officials. I tell my wife "You should have told me ahead of time that we had fake passports with fake names!!!". I'm standing there dreading the consequences of this.

DILD #287
+ I'm walking through some area and decide to open a door, I see a bunch of people in a room and go in, there is a pretty young woman with a sort of "vest blouse" that is fully open exposing her breasts with pasties covering the nipples. I go up to here and realize I'm dreaming, and "interact" with her, and to confirm, I say out loud, "I'm dreaming!". Then I lead her towards the back of the room, saying "Your name is Claire!" and the dream ends

DILD #288
+ dream begins and I find myself in a sort of house/room looking outside and I immediately realize I'm dreaming. I look to my right and see my wife L standing at a table but I decide not to interact with her. I turn towards a wall and stick my hand through it, it goes through effortlessly. I really enjoy this, so I stick my other hand through the wall, too, along with the first one. Then I stick my left leg up to the knee through the wall. I think about putting my head through the wall but am concerned this may destabilize the dream or cause a transition to I just decide to go do something else and turn away from the wall and walk through the rooms/halls in the house. There is a hallway with a wood floor and I reach down and feel it with my hands. It feels totally like a waking wood floor, with full touch sensitivity in my fingers/hands. I get down on the floor and rub myself on it, I fully feel the pressure point on my stomach and hips, I feel my weight as I press down in to the floor. I try humping the floor because I recall someone recommending doing that at one point but felt nothing special and decided that was a bust so I stood up. I wanted to do more tasks and start walking towards another room (kitchen?) and think about pocket summoning a bottle of beer to drink it and do my 3-step #2, but I wake up.

I don't remember the full dreams but here are two fragments.

Fragment One: I am living with my mom except we are wealthy and have a very big nice home. I am working with my internet friend, KS, on a project. Later on, my mom is out of town and I invite KS to visit to work on the project. KS goes into some sort of psychotic break and starts rearanging the entire house and even spray painting on the walls. I am powerless to stop him. When my mom gets back she is furious and I am forced to kick KS out.

Fragment Two: I am in school again, which should have been a good dream sign but that is lost on me. A woman comes in with very red hair. Apparently she is dropping off her daughter who in the dream I remember from going to highschool with in waking life although I can't remember her now that I am awake.

I'm in a house in The Meadow and I'm standing by the peninsula dividing the family room from the kitchen. A dream character is standing there. He's a male who appears to be in his mid twenties with black hair, a black t-shirt and a slender build. I get the feeling that something is strange. I raise my right hand in front of me instinctively and it looks slightly darker. I suddenly realize I'm in a dream and I'm lucid.
I ignore the DC and head toward the island in the kitchen. I begin thinking of some dream goals. I think of summon an animal dream guide as well as meditating. I decide to meditate as I haven't done that in a while. I float up to the top of the island in the kitchen and sit down cross-legged for zazen. I begin and my awareness is pretty stable. I see the DC beginning to approach. I continue meditating and my dream body slowly slides to the edge of the island. Once I reach the edge, my dream body slowly glides to the floor and I stand. I decide to try to summon my animal dream guide. I imagine that when I turn it'll be on my shoulder or behind me. I turn my head but nothing is there, so I decide to move on to exploring. But first I decide to grab something to eat from the kitchen area. I look at the cabinets above the fridge, open the right one and see a box of Honey-Nut Cheerios. I grab a handful and begin chewing - they taste pretty similar to regular Cheerios but a bit more muted in flavor. I head to the front of the house and begin flying toward the front door. I fly through it and higher into the air outside. I'm continuing to chew and taste the cereal. The dream begins to black and I resolve to maintain awareness through it. I maintain awareness, but it continues for a bit so I begin visualizing to begin the next dream scene. I begin with turning my visual field yellow - nothing happens. I begin to try more visuals, but I slowly come back to my waking body.

This dream made me uncomfortable but I still want to journal it because this isn't the first time I had a dream like this one and I am trying to journal every full dream here.

Other Relationship (NLD) 06.17.2023

I am someone other than myself, something that happens fairly often in my non lucids. He is younger and has more of a punk or goth vibe than I do in waking life. This character I'm existing as is single until he connects with someone on a dating app. She has kids and is getting a divorce which doesn't bother him at the start of the dream. They spend more and more time together and start to feel close. The weeks pass by at a dialated rate and her divorce starts to get messy. She starts pushing him away, probably from the stress. The final blow comes when she tells him she is going back to her husband and she breaks up with him. This is when I wake up from my alarm and I just sit there processing the loss, not fully comprehending that it is just a dream. I spend about a week in dream time contemplating the loss.

In the next fully solidified dream scene I am in a room with her playing video games with her kids and my waking life girlfriend, k, is there too. This situation makes me very uncomfortable because I am starting to remember my real relationship. I tell everyone that I am unfomroftable and sink into the back end of the room until I wake up.

When I wake up, of corse, I can remember my waking life fully again. It takes me a while to process it and talking to K really helped. Overall this only makes me appreciate K even more!

Fragment finishing the week at work and a couple of longer fragments for the first day off. Still one to come, I’m gonna use this scenario to try sort of extended DEILD

16.06.23

Stress of work once more sneaking around. This time only fragment of the night was a situation that happened some days ago at work with one of my coworkers. In the dream it happened the other way around as it really did

…/I see E. searching for one item, doing his best to find it between the other items that cover it/…

17.06.23

…/I see two kids on the upper platform of a toboggan of grass. One of them stands on the taller kid’s shoulders who jumps high in the air to do a somersault 360 forwards. To land standing. The smaller kid lands on his back touching the feet of the other who stands. The feeling of the moment is not good. It sounds terrible bad when they both land at the same time. One standing the other laying. The smaller changed his position from the older kid’s shoulders to the feet during the somersault. It went wrong and now the kid doesn’t react laying unconscious on the floor. There’s a lot of stress around, it breaks a lot of events that were happening at the time. One of those events is related to a dream interpreter who went somewhere and will come back today at any time. I’m worrying about him, because when he’s going to come back, the place will be empty because of the accident/…

…/To the right side of the toboggan there is a small hangar. I’m waiting for a tire to be changed there. I see the old tire resting on one side of the car. It seems that S. stands somewhere around/…

…/In the same dream, I see my brothers approaching, Rn got long hair and it seems that P. is coming together with him. Rl comes from a lower platform, it’s a recurrent scenario, like a park fused with a backyard/…

I had some impressions from past dreams, related to the place. I’ll use that to focus when WBTB later