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Kinda rushing this entry because I have a lot of work to do Slept at around 11:30.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
A circus troupe was holding their own lucid dreaming comp. Woke at 4:20, DJ and WILD attempt.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
There was a "discord pancake" I wanted to eat. It was thick, had its own custom pan, and required nine minutes to cook. I put it in the pan with some broth and waited for it to finish boiling as the clock counted down.

I tried to set a timer on Alexa, but it wasn't working, which stressed me out more than it should have. I went to the bathroom, still holding the pan, and the pancake finished cooking. I didn't care anymore because at that point, I was going a little cuckoo with frustration. I looked in the mirror and laughed maniacally, ignoring the fact that I was freaking myself out. I did a jittery dance, sliding down the wall and cackling into the dark.

The dance ended up rousing me, and when I opened my eyes at 4:50 I was literally vibrating. I'm glad I woke though, because that dream sucked. DJ and WBTB.


Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
A teacher was explaining lucid dreaming to a class of elementary schoolers. Woke at 5:14, and might have had another dream in between this and the next one, but I'm not sure.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
My dog Nile was being cute, sticking out his tongue and yawning and spinning in little circles. I took out my phone to record him. It took a while to load up and I worried he would stop before it did, but in the end I got some good frames.

He picked up a mound of socks and I pointed disapprovingly at him, shouting, "Hey! Drop it!" He did. "Good boy!"

I got a treat from the kitchen and singsonged, "I'll give you a treat so tasty, you'll never forget it again!~"

Woke at 5:55. Jotted it down and attempted WILD, though I didn't have much time left.


Dream #5 (Fragments, Non-Lucid):
I had small, crimson hives on my thumb. I went to the bathroom and put ointment on it—the sensation was quite vivid. I was stressed out because I had an important assignment to turn in that day.

(This is in my notes but I have no idea what it means: "Wolves… besee we poor... Felt loyer.")

Later I was in a bunk bed, in a cabin-like building. An elderly dragon lady passed by, wearing bath robes and everything. I apologized for existing and said goodnight. She haughtily said it back and I wondered if she hated me, but thought it unlikely.

Electronic Japanese music started playing and my alarm woke me up at 6:15. Interestingly, my thumb was actually itchy IWL.

———

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x2): 1 point
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3): 3 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
(3 comments - 1 point)
Tonight's sum: 12 points
Previous sum: 125 points
Comp total: 137 points

Night 12:
I was with my family at this apocalypse shelter, cause there was some kind of radioactive stuff outside. Me and my brother in law went out and drove to the movie theater to watch Ruby Gillman, which was in amazing 4k.
Night 13:
Me and my family were back in russia. It was some neighborhood, and there were 3 cars parked. One of them was broken, there was a red truck that I drove to the grocery store. The other one everyone else drove. We were going to depart to the US so we were driving in our cars except some little girl jacked mine and I was stuck on a gravel road. Though they didn't get far, immediately crashed into a lake. I managed to walk to my destination, feeling good about that karma.

I’m talking to a DV member about lucid dreams and get the feeling that something isn’t right (dreamlike), but I wake
up.

Didn't have time to upload yesterday as I was busy with friends and schoolwork, not to mention this entry is ginormous! Got some things to explain before getting started:

1) 1PV/3PV = First Person/Third Person.
2) NEO = Non-Existent Observer. I've mentioned it in a few other entries but it's particularly important in this one, so I'll explain it. In most if not all dreams I'm not a part of, it's present. What it is, is essentially thoughts in the back of my mind that I'm not consciously aware of (at the time). (Like making internal comments while watching a movie.) They happen almost constantly, so it would be pointless to narrate them all, but they heavily influence the dream scene, and in the last dream logged here, those influences are important!
3) Watched How to Train Your Dragon 3 on Saturday and got my dragons back


Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
S was complaining about China and how they treated their citizens. Said they were stupid for going against their word and cultivating more edible food in 2020, that in the long run it would have been better to prioritize profit instead.

I brought up the pandemic and food shortages and they essentially said, "They should have just let everyone die."

"Uh… okay." I couldn't believe they were acting so self-righteous even while saying things like that. I was sure nothing I said would get through to them.

We were in a Japanese-style house and there were various fruits hanging from the ceiling in bunches. I wanted raspberries, but bees were hovering around them. S wasn't scared and picked them all for themselves, so I got stuck with these little duck fruits instead.

(Fragment: Later we were on a mission and transformed into two brothers.)

Woke up at 2:30-ish and WBTB.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
(1PV) I was in a library, on the run from something. I checked out a children's book about dragons eating honey and regurgitating it for their queen. On the same table were chocolate eggs, one with a coating of dark chocolate and a filling of milk chocolate, the other the reverse. Z was gobbling up the former and there was so much drool, it was disgusting.

A girl with long black hair and a yandere vibe came over to us, and I became half myself, half some guy. Someone gave her chocolate glasses with no lenses, (3PV) and the dream turned manga style. Two panels of the guy kissing the girl filled the screen. Except he wasn't kissing her out of love—it was to pacify her, out of fear she would lash out.

It backfired. The dream style returned to normal and she grabbed him, dragging him away. He clawed at the wall until his nails bled, but it was no use. She grew tendrils out of her back and wrapped him up like a python.

My dad encouraged him to "remember the number," false memory or not, I don't know. The girl was casting a spell and during it said "yon" (four), but the kanji that appeared on the screen showed something else. At least the guy thought it did… I separated from him for a moment and as the NEO thought, I would totally die here, if it were me.

He decided on "shichi" (seven), hoping the correct number would cancel out the spell and exorcise her, but before he could voice the second syllable, he was frozen in place. (1PV) A tendril wrapped over his mouth so he could not speak. We both thought, Guess it wasn't that, then.

———

I abruptly woke at 4:30, and for two seconds could not move. I wondered if I'd be frozen until he "won," trying to figure out how I should make that happen, but then it went away. Guess it was sleep paralysis. Wrote down notes and WBTB.

(P.S., I find it fitting how the first syllable of "shichi" is "shi," which is another way of saying four and death )

———

Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
Tons of village people were killed. A little boy was sad about it, but their spirits came down from the sky, two of which were his parents. They gave him an amulet and said if he brought it to a certain person, they could all be revived.

"Really?" he asked. "That's allowed? It's that simple?"

"Of course! Our deaths were unfair, after all."

Then there was something about hypnosis and a girl with short black hair. (Can't read my notes.)

Woke at 6:15 from alarm and WBTB.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
The rooms on the upper floor of my house had become self-help rooms. A young boy was filling out a sign-up form for one of them and had to choose which languages he was proficient in. He chose English and "Barcelona," but felt a little ashamed choosing the latter since he could only speak and listen, not read and write.

He went into the bathroom, the Suicidal Self-Help Room, and disappeared from the dream. There were two men in there, and another guy creaked open the door, peering in at them. He asked, "Do you want to die?"

"Yes," they responded.

"Then, if you have come here despite wanting to die, and make it to the end of this journey, I trust you will come out stronger."

He held out his hand and they took it. Next thing I remember is them doing side steps on top of chairs—one guy was nervous but got the hang of it eventually... so I guess the "journey" was just exercising.

Then I was in my room, except I was a really tall, really wide black lady, and I had zero control over "my" own actions. I think it was the Immigration Self-Help Room, and there was a Hispanic lady of similar size in there. I kept talking to her in an exaggerated accent that mimicked her own, all the while thinking to myself, Why?! Why are you doing this? It's not like it'll be easier for her to understand!

Thoughts I couldn't control responded, But she speaks that way herself.

So? She hears normal English every day, what you're doing is way more confusing! (I was also wondering to myself when my appearance would return to normal.)

In the end I only managed to lessen the accent slightly, and the Hispanic lady understandably stormed out of the room. A minute later, she came back in, glaring at me.

"W-What?" "I" stammered.

She started yelling at me in Spanish, and I tried to explain that I couldn't speak it well enough to communicate, and then we both got confused as to why I was in that room in the first place. But she shrugged it off and continued, saying (in Spanish) that we're supposed to be on the same team and she doesn't need prejudice from me, too.

It broke me down and I started crying, hugging her and apologizing. She hugged me back–I vividly felt her warmth–and told me to go to the Suicidal Self-Help Room (aka the bathroom).

I did, and when I looked in the mirror I was my regular self (albeit naked), and had regained control over my actions. Tears were streaked down my cheeks, so I wiped them away with toilet paper. Then I realized I really needed to poop, so I plopped down on the toilet, but pee came out instead.

Of course, this was not only the bathroom but the Suicidal Self-Help Room, so the guy from before creaked open the door and peeked in. There was also a white-haired man standing in the corner.

"Do you want to die?" he asked, as per routine.

I was still peeing and felt a little self-conscious about being naked, but I took his hand anyway and said yes.

"Then, if you have come here despite wanting to die, and make it to the end of-"

I interrupted him, exploding with laughter. The whole time he was talking I was still peeing, and it was hilarious hearing him speak so dramatically over the sound of it. "It's funny 'cause I'm peeing!"

"Don't underestimate us," he warned, but he was smiling. The white-haired man laughed as well.

"Why is it going on so long?" I exclaimed, and as it trickled to a stop, I woke up at 7:20.

———

That is one of the weirdest dreams I've ever had, and not just because of the naked peeing part. I don't think I've ever had a dream where I was unable to control myself, no matter how hard I tried. It wasn't too unpleasant, but it was definitely strange.

Wrote it down and went back to sleep, attempting WILD as usual.

———

Dream #5 (Lucid?):
The time period was the 1800s, and some guy was taking J and I around town. I think we were his servants or something similar. He kept trying to take a picture of us but wouldn't stop yelling. I told him to stop because each time he did I tensed up and ground my teeth, and I was worried they would break.

After a particularly loud yell I heard a crack, but luckily I had Invisalign on, so it was pieces of that that fell out of my mouth instead of teeth. Still, I was distressed, and cried out, "See what you did?"

J and I left him and went to a shop. I asked the store owner if it could somehow be fixed, but I don't remember his answer and I doubted it, considering the time period.

Some stuff happened and we ended up in a library, searching for glasses on the floor because my vision was blurry and we were too poor to buy a pair. At one point J said to me, "Yeah, you seriously need glasses."

"Not really… if I'm driving, maybe."

We ended up finding a ton, including a "time-travel" pair, particularly under the bookcases. I found it weird, but people were giving us dirty looks so we went outside to try them on. K was next to us being annoying, and I worried she would steal them.

I put on a very tight black pair; each frame was shaped like the Eiffel Tower, and one of the lenses was blurry. I took them off with some difficulty and thought, "These are for skinny-faced people."

I turned back to K and found she had stuffed all the rest in her bag. "Hey!" I shouted, snatching two of the red ones (one of which was the time-traveling pair). She threw a fit, waving her fists in the air and howling like a child.

"You can keep the others, okay?" I yelled, but that made her even angrier. She transformed into a dragon that resembled Toothless, curled into a ball, and covered her face with one wing. You could hear her sobbing underneath.

I started to walk away, but decided it wasn't a good idea to destroy this friendship. I gently touched her wing and said, "Aw, c'mon, don't cry… don't be like Hiccup." (Wrapped up in Toothless's wings.)

She didn't stop, but seemed slightly placated, so J and I left to a train. Except, I have a random memory of being in front of my house and Kagome's mom coming out. We had a short conversation, and next thing I knew J and I were gone from the dream.

Back to the train, Kagome and her mom were running from two different directions to jump on, nearly falling into a pit in the process. Inuyasha grabbed them both and lifted Kagome to safety, keeping the mom held over the pit until Kagome told him who it was. And then all three of them disappeared from the dream as well.

(3PV) I don't remember the events leading up to it, but there was total chaos on the train. Acidic green goo was pouring through the roof, melting everything and everyone in its path. People were screaming and running around and jumping under the train and into glowing red holes, killing themselves to escape.

The main character was a man in a bomber jacket. He went down a short flight of stairs, where the green goo wouldn't reach, due to the captives being held there. It was a small room, and in it were two cages. Each of them held a deformed mass of bloody flesh in the shape of a baby. They crawled around as much as they could, pieces of their body rubbing off and trailing behind them.

They may have been Kagome and Inuyasha, and were rumored to "occasionally have real conversations." (That was not remarkable because they looked like babies, but because the people in this world did not have conversations of any depth in general.) At first they were just apologizing to each other in raspy voices, but soon began to say things like, "We'll never be fixed/let out" and "We should have done it slower."

They were a hideous sight to behold, and two people who had followed MC down were freaking out. MC himself was on the verge of a breakdown, but as the NEO, I thought, No, I don't want my guy to freak out… I don't want him to kill himself. That would be too anti-climactic.

That thought must have influenced him, because for a while he just stared blankly at the babies. But then out of the blue, he became lucid!

"It's okay, guys!" he assured the two people wailing beside him. "This is just a dream!"

Ah, he's right, I vaguely thought, as NEO.

They didn't pay attention to him, and one tried to approach the cages. He grabbed her by the collar and dragged both of them back up to the main train. (1PV) He looked at the doors and forced them open with his mind, then jumped out and flew into the sky, thinking ecstatically, This is a dream! I'm free! I'm free!

He landed on a lamp post and looked out at the station, grinning widely. But then someone snapped a picture of him, and it filled the screen. He was alarmed. Even though he hadn't freaked out on the train, the events had still traumatized him, and the last thing he wanted was to cause a scene. He climbed down from the pole and lost lucidity.

Suddenly he realized he could not remember his name, or who he was, or where he worked. A police officer was standing on the platform, and MC rushed to him, begging for help.

The P.O. turned to him and smiled tenderly. "Glen."

The train pulled into the station. P.O. pulled Glen inside, and was bombarded with questions as they headed to the back seats. "You know my name? Do you know me? Can you help me?"

They sat down, and the P.O. handed him a small green key, presumably a house key. "Of course I remember your name, Glen. I'm on the right side of God." He said it with humor, almost sarcasm. "Now stop messing around."

"What about my work? Do you know my work?"

P.O. hesitated. Both Glen and I as the NEO could tell he was coming up blank.

Glen laughed and leaned closer. "You don't even know that? Are you really on the right side of God?"

P.O. frowned. "Glen, stop. You're going to tip off the 315 out of 415 Orthodox religious people in this small town." (Statistics filled the screen and NEO me thought, Oddly specific numbers, and, They're awfully close–they must be gay or dating. Too bad for them that it's the 1800s.) "You need to be quiet… well, I guess I could be quieter, too."

He sighed and sunk back into his chair. Glen leaned even closer and continued happily talking with him. Even though I was not him (unlike the second or fourth dream), it was in first person, and I could vividly feel the sensation of his hand on his cheek. I could feel his smiling mouth, the creasing of his eyes, even his affection for the P.O. It was strange, experiencing someone else's emotions like that.

———

Woke up at 9:25. Believe it or not, I actually forgot huge chunks of this dream. Couldn't remember the first part for a good five minutes.

I just don't understand how I could watch someone become lucid and not become lucid myself. I suppose I was in the back of my mind, but that doesn't count. As the non-existent observer, I have no idea that I am thinking anything at all.

So, regarding scoring… does it count as lucidity if I didn't realize my own existence? Neither Glen nor I were aware of who the dreamer was, nor did we remember the competition tasks. It was a surface-level lucidity in which he only knew his surroundings weren't real and he could do whatever he wanted. I'm logging it in my LD count because it didn't feel like role-playing (edit: changed my mind after saizaphod comment), but I understand how it could be a gray area.

If it does count, do his actions (telekinesis, flying) as well? Could it even be considered my personal goal, making a dream character lucid?! I need help

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment - ½
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x3) - 3 points
Dragons Theme - 5 points
DILD - TBD
Interact with dream character - TBD
Telekinesis - TBD
Flying - TBD
Tonight's sum: 10.5 points
Previous sum: 114.5 points
Comp total: 125 points

Non-lucid frag: +0.5
Wbtb: +2

Lucid: +10
I don’t really remember this lucid, but I did realize I was dreaming then woke into an FA.

That is all.

6.12.2023

Pixie, Pixels, and Lucidity (Lucid)

There is something going on where we are shooting bows and arrows. Someone (my Dad?) shoots a target from a long distance away. I try to do the same... There is something somewhere about a doll that looks like an attractive “pixie-type” girl. Someone wonders who she is, and she turns out to be someone else’s sister...Hanging out with Kane Pixels. In the dream, he is my friend. I think there is some girl with us. We are talking about liminal places, and the girl opens a portal into another world. I think we were also talking about writing (I don’t remember what exactly, but that’s what my notes say – if I’m reading them properly. My handwriting is a bit messy again here). We go back outside to the parking lot, and Kane is looking for his truck, I think. This might remind me of one of my dreamsigns: looking for my truck. I count the fingers on my left hand as a reality check. At first I get 6 or 7. As I keep looking, I see a bunch of fingers on my left hand. I become lucid! I decide to look for some Dreamstone. I look around, and see a rock on the ground. It doesn’t look like Dreamstone, but it is a stone, so I try eating it to see if it will do anything for my dreaming. I put it in my mouth, but am unable to chew it. The dream seemed fairly stable, but I think I lose it as we approach the vehicle we were headed towards.

This might have been part of the same dream too, but I’m not certain:

Something about being in an underground zoo-like place. There are cats and dogs in enclosures, and if you look at the back of a couple of the enclosures you can see a curving stairway that goes up somewhere. I wonder where these stairs go. On the way out, we go up another set of stairs. There are some kittens next to the door, and I pet them.

Technical Difficulties

Someone has a kind of remote-control device. It raises and lowers a platform, and I think is somehow useful in research. He gives it to me while he goes somewhere, but doesn’t really explain how to use it. I go to my cousin and try to get him to explain it to me, but he doesn’t seem to pay attention to me. I follow him a while, and eventually give up. I also carry some condiment from one place to another. Now I’m in charge of playing music for some event, and this remote-control device is how the music is played. I mess around with it trying to see how it works. Meanwhile, a girl shows up and requests a song. I tell her I’m having trouble playing music, but I will try to play it for her. I finally find the buttons to press that will bring up a place where I can enter a URL to stream music. I try to enter Spotify, but when I try typing it in, it brings up something else instead.

Not much this time, I just have to calibrate the alarms to not disturb the dreams.

…/I’m arranging Wagons/…

I didn’t realize first alarm was with vibrate. Now I remember why my DC coworker came to turn the machine off last night! It was the vibrate what she was pointing in that dream! This night it almost break the bedside table. So loud!

…/I’m arranging wagons with natural size figures of people in different positions on them. The figures start on the knees and look like 70/80’s comic books normal people drawn on them/…

Today I didn't slept well. I needed 3-4h to fall asleep and I slept shallow. Also I woke up few times in night. Probably because of air temperature (I dunno how much it was but I had opened window, working fan and was sleeping uncovered) and because of change in sleep time (normally I'm sleeping between 4-12 am but today and tomorow I have classes so I need to wake up much early)

DF 1#
I was child in unspecific primary school. Teacher wasn't glad because of me so she went to talk with my parents about my behavior. My mother gave me detention for something (I dont remember). Next I was driving a car and someone was trying to kidnap me but unsuccessful so I bet with kidnapers (I dont remember what was bet) so if I will win I will get they car and they never appear here again, if they will win then they get my car. I won

Ah, too many people here.

Am walking around, become lucid while going the corner of the street and then see a lot of dogs come by. That scares me and then they start barking at me. My ex-phobia doesn’t helps but thankfully it’s a dream so just crush them with gravity and once they start to whimper let go and look at them run away.

Teleport out of the way and end up on a city, I don’t like cities. Jump down and fall on the ground forgetting cities at night are filled with people, and everyone is now looking at me since I am completely fine unlike the concrete around me… damn.

People start screaming and some cops come and point their guns at me, what? So when someone falls from the sky and may be hurt, your first reaction is to point your guns at them? I look at them in disappointment and then they start opening fire… yeah no. Stop the bullets with gravity making them all go down to the ground, take the guns with TK and then push everyone back with wind blades.

That kind of kills them, but it’s ok they started attacking first. Some more cars are coming my way a few kilometres from where I am at so crush them also with gravity before waking up.

Back to sleep.

Walking around the street, become lucid… once lucid get mad, I am still mad about yesterday. Want to kill so many people right now. Keep walking to cool down and let off some steam, while doing so end up finding some people so just teleport to another quieter street.

While walking realize there is a huge wall, so this seems to not be a street… people are coming out, a lot of people. This is a “vecindad”, it seems. Meaning that I will get even further annoyed. Teleport to the roof before people realize I am there and just jump through a few roofs until I reach the end of town.

Jump and then do an air jump, this time hitting harder so I can reach further up, over to a forest and just sit down to relax and meditate before I wake up.

Already forgot.

Reading is fun.

Am on the phone, become lucid because it has 0 weight and then just decide to browse for future mangas that are upcoming… but then decide against it. Toss the phone aside and start flying towards a volcano that is close to our house. That guys been giving trouble so far and I want to go watch it.

End up getting blurry vision while flying over there and start to fall down… damn I really am weak right now. Settle down on the ground and start to meditate, once I am feeling better get up and then something comes down crashing.

It is an airplane, it crashes in front of me but manage to grab its head and stop it. Don’t do much besides that before waking up.

Back to sleep.

Am walking on the street.

Become lucid while walking and decide I shall be doing something else, so prepare to leave when something catches my eye.

There is nobody outside! Start to try and scan and apparently it is like 3am right now in this world and people are all asleep. And yet I see some sun light?

This is strange. Look up and surely there is some small star circling around, check with Scan and apparently this small star is moving around a bigger one, binary star system? Well that makes sense but we shouldn’t be receiving star light… oh, but there is also several moons ok that makes sense.

End up finding that to most people this current light is toxic so literally nobody stays up this late or even works at this hour, so I can just take my sweet time exploring.

Back to sleep.

Walking around the street, become lucid while doing so and once lucid decide I will explore to the centre of the town. End up finding a library, so teleport inside and then use Scan to find interesting books.

There are a few on occult stuff but right now feeling like reading something about adventure, which is exactly what I do. The story isn’t all that good but the whole series is like 9 books long and they are relatively short so should be able to find them in a day or so.

Towards half the book, where I learn that the main protagonist was actually not real, realize that even if I can finish quickly that doesn’t means I can finish fast enough inside of a dream… damn. Teleport outside and instead start flying towards space while reading to try and stay longer in the dream and plan to make time be mine, but wake up due to my alarm going off.

Annoying little brats.

Am preparing food, become lucid while doing so and decide I will be leaving now. Teleport to another world and end up on top of a giant tree. Start going down slowly and then see something coming from above so just jump all the way down while looking up, to see a giant snake coming down at me.

Fall down on the ground and them just jump out of the way and look at the snake hit the ground head on, some dust comes up and then it lounges at me from within; just step back while smashing its head down and jumping up the tree again.

Just sit there and watch around, not much to do and this snake reminded me of another dream, but don’t dwell too much into it and instead just be there waiting for something interesting to happen.

Back to sleep.

Am in the bathroom… actually just spend the night there, non lucid. Get out of the bathroom, go back to the room with husband, prepare something for a snack, we turn on the TV and select a series.

Not much done, galaxy jump.

I was eating something, became lucid while doing so and go outside. Look around and don’t see much of anything to do, fly outside of the planet and end up looking at the moon. A few rocks pass me by and it actually looks good so just watch all of that and do nothing else.

Back to sleep.

Reading something online, become lucid while scrolling down and get out of the room, go eat something from the fridge then get outside and jump over to another world and back to DW.

End up in the middle of space so not much is done other than watching space. I am feeling tired in waking life and also tired in dreams to some extent so just make sure to clean myself taking advantage of the void of space.

Clean my body, take out any impurities, make sure my web of dimensions is still tattooed in my cells and that I am still using my training skill.

Back to sleep.

Was talking to myself, become lucid while doing so and decide to leave. I liked the view from before and so teleport back to the space location was on. Could see a few galaxies really far away from me so teleport on the event horizon of one and then use the force generated to create a fake foothold and jump as far out as I could.

The event horizon didn’t give much and nearly destroyed the galaxy while jumping… this time just create the foothold myself and keep on jumping like that. At first I only get as far as a few light years but with enough practice, and protecting the structure of each galaxy and creating the footholds with TK so that nothing breaks down allow myself to jump far enough that I can travel between galaxies while jumping. That’s so much fun actually, that keep doing it before waking up.

Dream 1: I got hired for this job in archeology, and it was bad. This co-worker of mine kept complaining about what I thought, and so I shot her with a glock. It was so satisfying that I accidentally fell into the boneworks void, specially a location called the "heaven bloodgates". There was a door and a portal that switched me from heaven to hell. I had to get the key from hell in order to open heaven’s door (hell’s door just had a wall in the middle of a road that was blocked with barbed wire)

At heaven’s door was an arena where I fought this witch lady. The first time I died, and the 2nd time I killed her, took a right, and got back to reality, where one of my friends was a military soldier.

6.11.2023

Mostly fragments from last night. I took some diphenhydramine (the generic form of Benadryl) to help me sleep and to take care of some allergies. I seemed to be rather knocked out, although I’ve done that before and still had decent dream time.

Fragments

(1) At a church. I want to avoid someone (maybe one of the pastors?). My cousin is another pastor at this church, and as I go around the building to one of the doors people start coming out, including my cousin. We greet each other. He has some beard or something going down to his chest...

(2) Back at the house we lived in several years ago. I look out the window and see my nephew (who is 8) drive in in a red SUV. He gets to the corner of the house where the driveway turns to go behind the house, but gets stuck. I stand there watching while he gets out and tries to push the vehicle by himself. Then I think maybe I should at least try to help. We push the car into a garage that is now next to the car...

(3) Something about a little girl falling down. Maybe hitting her head on the wall. I think I try to comfort her, or keep her from crying...

(4) Something about tinkering inside of a computer. There are brackets to hold wires in place. I feel as though Servalan shows up around here somewhere...

(5) My mother and perhaps other family member(s) are visiting the lab I work in. My mother says something about how it doesn’t appear that my robot is very complex...

(6) In a library. I go looking for a book. I might also feel a bit creeped out for some reason, as though I’m thinking of scary things and find myself there alone. I come across a service desk and some other people...