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It seems like every time I complain, my brain makes me eat those words the next day... not that I'm complaining

I watched the first How to Train Your Dragon two days ago and the second yesterday, in hopes that I could at least get points for the theme, even if I couldn't get lucid. It paid off!

Dream #1 (Non-Lucid):
The main character was a girl who'd been betrayed countless times, there was a brief backstory showing all the betrayals but I don't remember them now. She befriended another girl I'll call Isa, because she reminds me of my childhood friend Isabella. But some stuff happened and Isa ended up partnering with yet another girl (I'll call her Partner), who was also trying to kill MC. MC felt betrayed even though she'd also found a new partner, and Isa wasn't participating in the fighting, and in the end Partner was the one who got beaten up. MC and her buddy ruthlessly broke her right arm and legs before fleeing the scene.

Partner was freaking out about her injuries, screaming and flailing around in agony. She called out for Isa's chiropractor who apparently lived in my loft, but a random Indian YouTuber came down instead. She asked if he could mend her broken bones and he said he could, but he wanted to "fix" her left arm first because it had "more wrist creases than the right."

She hesitated for a while, as her left arm wasn't broken and his reasoning didn't make sense to her. He arranged his equipment (toiletries and a laptop), then walked off somewhere. While he was gone Partner could see that his website was being revamped, as it was displayed on the laptop screen and changed before her eyes.

He returned and apologized, saying he'd had a "slow life" and didn't "get started" until now. (He was in his thirties.) Partner asked if he could just fix the broken bone, but he said he had to start with the wrist because of those creases. She was doubtful and worried he would damage the one unharmed limb she had left, but I think she was going to agree. I was stressed even as the nonexistent observer.

Not sure how this happened, but at the end there was something about good grades and upbeat music started playing, and then I woke up. It was 3:43. I jotted down some notes and attempted WILD.


Dream #2 (Non-Lucid):
An artist was hired to go to China to paint "English drawings" on the subway. After she finished, she pulled on a lady's dress and begged her to look, acting really bothersome and creepy. But when the lady and everyone else turned to see, they were truly amazed, oohing and aahing at her work. It was supposed to be English art but it looked anime-style to me; there was even Sailor Moon fanart.

The subway morphed into a bus and I became a passenger. I was a child and so was everyone else there, around 10 or 11 years old. One girl had super pretty light brown hair, I remember staring at it from behind. The dream went briefly back in time and made it so that she had two little braids in her hair instead of it being completely down.

Even though her hair was beautiful, there was something off about it. She didn't quite look like a proper human being, the proportions and texture were slightly messed up. I remember thinking, Well, it's not real, so it makes sense. But I wasn't lucid.

We were dropped off at an abandoned ocean. As far as the eye could see there was only greenish-gray water, and a tall concrete wall atop a thin line of sand. Rope netting was strewn across its lower half. We swam across the water, nearly getting eaten by a sea monster but climbing up the rope just in time. None of us wanted to stand on the sand because it was too close to the water, and we weren't willing to risk falling in. So, we walked along the top of the wall, even if that was scary as well.

I had a conversation with a boy, some sort of pep talk. We were all confident that we would make it as long as we had support from... someone. I believe we were trying to get to that person.

Don't remember any transition, but there was a scene change. I was in my room, my age again, binging multiple shows at once. Most of them were anime, but one was a live action movie. My mom came in and I accidentally played the live action for a second, revealing that I was slacking off. She started lecturing me about grades but I distracted her by joking about the show and making excuses.

She told me that I had to construct dragons with some other people, one of which was my ESS classmate Jason. He was working hard; I was pretty lazy but there was a time skip and I had made three or four dragons, one of which was a combination of a small elephant plush and my dog Nile, except with wings. I named it Inukogun.

All the dragons were in my bed. My mom said we had to kill them and a scene from How to Train Your Dragon flashed through my head. A solemn mood fell over the group as she ordered us to pick one. Shippo (from Inuyasha) was there and he wanted Inukogun but couldn't remember its name.

He thought it would be embarrassing or offensive to admit that, so he looked through my notebook for the name and found it. I think I subconsciously helped him because I also wanted him to have Inukogun. They were both small and it would be cute.

My mom said I was mean for picking that name—she apparently spoke Japanese and "kogun" meant "loss of space." [I searched it up and it actually means something similar?!] Essentially, I was calling him a "waste of space dog." I said multiple times that it was short for shoukougun (like Irisu Shoukougun/Syndrome) and she teasingly mocked me.

Don't know when this happened but at some point I was flying around my neighborhood, talking to someone on the phone. They said, "Isn't it great?" referring to the way I pronounced something, but I don't remember anything else.

———

I woke up at 5:30. At first I didn't realize I had had a dream or that I was even awake, but eventually I came to my senses and wrote it down. Again I attempted WILD, but I fell asleep without realizing it.

———

Dream #3 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
There was a dragon named Strikeform. An expert on dragons identified his class, but I forgot the name. I awoke at 6:11 and like I said, hadn't realized I fell asleep. I was just lying there wondering when I would drift off. Then I noticed I was repeating "Strikeform" in my head over and over. Probably attempted WILD afterwards but I don't remember.


Dream #4 (Non-Lucid):
My dad was yelling at my brothers and my mom about having to leave to some place in Egypt. He stormed into the upstairs bathroom, some lady on his podcast shouting "I don't f**king care!" It was stressing me out and I hoped they would leave soon.

There was a dog stuffed animal in the room that somewhat resembled Nile. My dad's footsteps made it stand up and walk over to me. (It wasn't alive, it was just the force of his footsteps making it "bounce" in my direction.) I beckoned it and thought, It's almost like my willpower made it come to me. Like a dream. But I didn't become lucid.

Petting it made its tail move in a way similar to wagging. I thought it was weird but assumed that's just how it was made, that it was the result of highly intelligent gravity manipulation. I hugged it and felt glad that it wasn't alive.

Then I was on a sidewalk, still clutching it, trying to sleep. Except that image was just a flashback—in reality, I was telling Jude a story about how I tried to sleep on the sidewalk.

"I'm surprised. Aren't you always self-conscious about sleeping on sidewalks?" she asked. "You're always like, 'Aaah, what if they hate me for taking up all the walking space as if I were royalty, what if they kick me,' blah blah blah."

I laughed because she knew me well. "I was about to get to the part where I move to the grass."

And the flashback showed me doing that, but then my brother N left the room IWL and it woke me up. 6:40. I quickly went back to sleep after writing it down.


Dream #5 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I had a dragon in Berk that had pulled five people/puppies out of a river. Everyone in the village, dragon and human alike, bowed down to him. I woke up at 6:57 smiling with pride.

The reason this is a fragment is because for some reason I was under the impression that I had already written down the dream. but when I checked my DJ, there was nothing. (Oddly enough, the bookmark was placed at a random page away from the rest of the notes.) By the time I wrote it down for real, I had forgotten much of the details.


Dream #6 (Non-Lucid):
There were two siblings in my room, a brother and an older sister. The former was bound in these weird rectangular restraints—they encapsulated his whole body, making it look sort of like he was trapped in a ladder. He had been told that they were to help him walk, but actually, they were keeping something evil inside him sealed.

He somehow figured out they were unnecessary and started breaking them off, asking the sister why he needed them in the first place. She watched with a horrified look as his eyes widened, the irises glowing a bright purple. He looked at her menacingly… and my dad burst into the room, barking at me to hurry up and get ready. I hadn't been part of the dream, but now I was alone on my brother's bed, surrounded by the broken restraints.

"Yeah, yeah," I mumbled, and quickly got changed.

We had to walk somewhere in the middle of the night, but I had some sort of motorcycle and drove ahead of them. I zoomed along so quickly that shock waves exploded around me as I stomped on the gas. The bike had a mind of its own as well: when I told it to slow down or go in a certain direction, it did, albeit with some mischievous resistance. I remember freaking out a little because I couldn't find the handles and was just holding on to the headlight.

At some point I very nearly smashed into an oncoming train, slowing down just enough that it whooshed past me without making contact. I decided I was done with the reckless speeding and came to a stop, waiting for my brothers to catch up.

"Did you see that? I almost died just now!" I exclaimed. "You know what a train just grazing against your finger can do to a person?!"

They didn't really care, and a conductor came over, saying that another train was coming soon and we had to get out of the way. I saw tracks forming on the ground beneath us. He instructed us to stand on a horizontal girder beam and hold onto another one higher up.

"Turn around," he added. "Don't want dust, or worse, flying into your eyes."

We did. I was tempted to sit down, but it was a good thing I didn't (as a narrator graciously informed me), because the beams suddenly flew into the air, spinning and rotating and flipping upside down like a rollercoaster. I held on for dear life, unable to make a sound, until they returned to their original positions.

"Wow, that was horrible. I hated that and I never want to do it again," I said in a deadpan voice.

There were more people standing on the beams now, one of which was my third grade teacher Ms. B. A reporter was interviewing her and I made sparkly-eyes to show I knew her, saying to the person next to me, "That's my third grade teacher. She was mean."

I hadn't said it quietly, nor with malice. I was actually hoping she would hear so we could talk. She turned to me and didn't seem to recognize my name, but after some prompting from my mom, it came back to her.

She apologized for being so strict with our class, saying that as she aged she had become much more lenient and now she loved teaching kids. Her hair was graying and wrinkles were forming on her face. She really did seem like a sweet old lady.

The next person interviewed was someone from swim team named Umi, but in the dream he was named Umami. I did sparkle-eyes with him as well, and when I turned around some random guy was doing sparkle-eyes at me. I laughed awkwardly and looked away.

Umami bragged about how the kanji in his name fit him perfectly, and three kanji filled the "screen." The first two looked like fancily drawn pirate ships, which I guess was fitting since they're related to water which is related to swimming which is related to him.

Even Nile was on the beams, and he wanted to salute the interviewer. I was worried he would slip, but allowed it since he had both hind legs planted firmly on the bottom beam.

After some time we got down and walked with Ms. B to a small shop run by my neighbor Diana. There were free lollipops in a bowl so I took a red one; it was sweet and tasty. Ms. B offered to buy a ginormous peach for us, but before we could work out a deal, I woke up at 8:22 from my other brother leaving the room.

———

I lay in bed for 45 minutes trying to go back to sleep. At some point I heard a voice say, "If you want to fall asleep again, that'll be $14.99." I laughed, but I really couldn't fall back asleep after that.

So many dreams and no lucids... my daytime techniques must be lacking. Not to mention all those failed WILDs Well, I won't despair yet.

Points:
WBTB - 2 points
Remember a Full Non-Lucid Dream (x4) - 4 points
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x2) - 1 point
Dragons theme - 5 points
Tonight's sum: 12 points
Previous sum: 3 points
Total: 15 points

I was in Arizona and we had to get on another plane to Oregon, except it departed hours afterwards, so I had lots of time to explore Arizona. I went to the Grand Canyon... Which was more like a wall. I balanced on top of it.. Fell off a couple times but I just spawned back on top. Later on, this wolf was on the wall chasing me and I had to avoid it. I went through the entire thing, and before getting back onto the airport there was some guy that read aloud my dream journal from a couple nights ago. I wanted to say something, but I didn't.

NLD 1:

I am at a doctors office getting a medical checkup and needing several shots. I then falsely remember partway through that I don't have insurance and the bill is going to be absolutely obscene.

The dream scene is... interesting. The clinic i'm at is a small single story building in a coniferous forest somewhere. Huge pine trees surround the building on three sides and a babbling brook runs diagonal to one corner with beautiful reeds. The natural elements of the dream are quite vivid. However the building seems to be lacking most of its walls and a roof. There are some interior walls and a layout of the floor and everyone is navigating the structure as though it is a normal building. There were also not individual patient rooms, just about a dozen hospital benches laid out in one big room and most of them occupied with other patients undergoing similar procedures.

Right before the doctor could give me a shot I ran out of there and into the parking lot. I just started running as a doctor was following me with a sedative and two other attendants were following me too.

NLD 2:

I was on an alien planet, maybe a layer 1. The dream had a feel of the borderlands games in its sort of art style being old-west meets space opera with bright colors and a bit of post-apocalyptic. I remember I went and hid from these bandits who were chasing me as I didn't have a weapon (two female, one male) in a canyon. There was a large sort of plasma wall/gate/forcefield type thing that I managed to activate on my side. These stakes in the ground would project a sort of hazy white force wall.

The bandits couldn't deactivate the forcefield wall from their side, but the had some piece of equipment back at their base which could. I had a piece of equipment that could disable the shield. it was like a flashlight with a needle or barb sticking out that I stuck right into the forcefield wall where it stayed. It caused an electrical potential to slowly build up within the forcefield. When the bandits came back with their shield disabling device all three were electrocuted and killed by a lighting arc from the shield.

Did a Wake-Back-To-Bed here with the objective of becoming lucid and flying the Natsu.

SLD 3:

I was in the bathroom of my current home, though the bathroom seemed to be larger. I was looking at myself in the mirror noticing I had some redness in my lower back (where I've been sore for several days) but it looked more like a rash or something. I think while mostly in the form of my waking world body I seemed to be larger, taller and overall heavier set than I was in waking life. Manei and marcus were both present there.

I remember while I was not lucid or at the very least at a level of lucidity I wouldn't consider worthy of counting for the competition I decided I would jump over to my dream form. I had the sensation of pushing my soul or consciousness out of my body, like astral projection or OBE and flying into and taking control of my new body. My waking world body unceremoniously fell over limp on the floor. I remember taking the pulse of my own waking world body and seeing that it was dead. Marcus asked me what we should do with it, saying that if the police found a dead body they would think somebody had died because they didn't understand that the body was just an expendable vessel and the consciousness and memories had just been moved. To which my response was

"lol just get rid of it I don't care"

In my dream form I noticed another oddity as I began playing with my hair. That I had a large number of small black hard lumps in my hair. It was about the size and shape of a blueberry with the little "crown" on the top and bottom. I pulled on one and it cracked of the hair strand it was attached to very easily. I asked Marcus what it was. He proceeded to explain.

[paraphrased, spoken mostly in the language of thought] "Well when I made that body I wanted to allow for abiotic sustainment but the pesky laws of biochemistry and entropy kept getting in the way in some layers of reality more adherent to physical laws. Hade seemed... generally annoyed with the upkeep necessary with a baseline human body. I don't blame him. One of the workarounds I put in was photosynthetic cells able to consume all waveforms of light... why I went with black hair. They are based off the lifeforms on Woue. The plant like cells help the metabolism to be much more closed off since they can help produce sugars and recycle nutrients and biomass. But apparently those plant cells are trying to produce fruits now. I might be able to fix it but modifying the genetic material this late in the game might be tricky."

"So wait. This is why he's like 'Oh, teehee I forgot to eat for three days'." Manei asked.

"Yes, I do believe that is so." Marcus responded.

NLD 4:

I was on the boardwalk in the front of my childhood neighborhood at night. I was standing on the railing of the boardwalk hanging paper lanterns off of trees for some kind of holiday or celebration. My father was present along with a few other nondescript dream figures. We were apparently preparing for a halloween like celebration.

A dream figure came out, I believe he was my friend K's sister. He was wearing a very elaborate wendigo costume save for on his feet wherein he had shoes with those bendy bows on them that let somebody run really fast and jump really high. Somebody else had some kind of black demon costume with a white mask. He looked kind like Red X from the 2003 teen titans show but with claws. Some little kids were scared of his appearance but I compliment the costume design and acting of its wearer. He seemed friendly.

A native american man appeared and accused the wendigo costume wearer of cultural appropriation. They had an argument about it.

I spend a lot of the time at work, interacting with a bunch of random stuff, this reflects in the dreams, they’re basically more of the same, that could be the reason why I’m not paying much attention, except for some events, every now and then

…/I’m in a place like the canteen although both bigger and darker, the dream scenario is blurry. Cannot say if it’s daylight or night due to I cannot see the outside. I notice a lot of people there, I’m walking around the mass. There’s a woman sneaking around us. It looks like a new employee of the HR area. One of my co-workers gets into the place. He’s unusually wearing a big jacket, like he’s coming from the outside. She stops him and arranges his jacket, then she takes a small bag out of one of his pockets. She asks about it. He grabs it and say: “That’s my bag of marihuana” and puts it back into his pocket. I’m like, he’s too confident with it. He goes on where he was going and I get immersed again into my activity of arranging random stuff/…

+ sliding down a tarp/roadway that is draped over a bridge's towers, so it's super steep. Avoiding cars and chunks of concrete

+ walking through some underground underpass, meet some guy, climbing a tower which is build around a spiral staircase, need to escape, with group of people, trying to exit through hatches in the floor, the whole tower starts to bend, trying to get off

+ walking through a huge box store like Costco, thinking about the ventilation and temperature control, I stand at a corner of the building (then I'm at a different corner a bit later, sort of deja vu), I'm observing the huge ventilation tubes, I stand there in the blast of incoming fresh air, it is fairly cold, I'm thinking this is both how fresh air gets in to the building, and also it is the air conditioning system, I feel the blasts of air and feel the coolness of the air on my skin

+ working with some electronic devices in a room with people. We're rigging up something to high power systems. We turn it on and there is instantly a huge electrical POP!, and we're inspecting the device to see what has blown, it's probably something that's going to be hard to repair

My recall and WBTB abilities have gone to shambles, just in time for the competition ...Actually, I noticed them deteriorating this past week, but I didn't expect it to get this bad.

Dream #1 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was in my bed, trying to fall asleep. (A false non-awakening, as Harlequin calls it, but I think I'll call it a false falling-asleep.) A baldish 16-19 year old guy was standing at the foot of my bed, smiling at me. I assumed he was a really strong hypnagogic hallucination, and even though I was creeped out, I acted friendly to avoid any bad schema.

He encouraged me to have a lucid dream, suggesting all sorts of techniques that I can't remember now. I said something like, "Don't forget about WILD," and he smirked confidently, walking closer.

———

That's all I remember, which is a shame since I'm pretty sure the rest of the dream involved dragons. I knew I hadn't been waking up naturally most days this week, so the night before I set an alarm for 4:55, but I don't even remember hearing it; I was just suddenly awake and staring at my clock.

I couldn't remember anything and spent the rest of the time trying to WILD, but I couldn't fall asleep. I would drift in and out every 5-15 minutes, though I must have been unconscious at some point because I had this dream.

———

Dream #2 (Fragment, Non-Lucid):
I was on a sandy beach in a videogame-like setting. I think I was running away from some responsibility.

I came across a patch of sand with crabs and turtles and some other creatures scuttling around underneath. They would occasionally pop up to the surface before burrowing in again. The dream switched to third person, and when a red crab emerged from the ground, I smashed it with a wooden hammer, killing it.

"Are you happy now?" I asked my mom. (I think it was her.)

A rectangular floating box appeared, prompting me to place an important ID card(?) on top of the crab. I wondered if it was a good-Samaritan choice that would benefit me in the future, but I didn't want to risk it, so I scorned, "That's stupid, who would do that?" I was just hiding my uncertainty.

There were some more turtles and crabs crawling around but I didn't kill them. I felt terrible. My dad started chasing me soon after.

———

I didn't remember either of these fragments until brushing my teeth in the bathroom. I'm glad because it brings my score up from a 2... to a 3... I tried to take a nap after coming home from school but I couldn't fall asleep.

Points:
Remember a Non-Lucid Fragment (x2) - 1 point
WBTB - 2 points
Total: 3 points

The Dream Timer; Tribal Elixirs; Purple Portal to the Dream Sanctuary
The Dream Timer
I begin to see light through the back of a car window appear. I’m aware as images start to form in the slight bluish light. There appears to be some kind of machine to the left which looks like a box of some sort – possibly a microwave. The shapes then becomes two cars. I get excited as I recognize that a dream is beginning to form and calm myself slightly so as not to make the dream fade. I begin to gently move my dream body ensuring that my physical body won’t be affected. I begin to make my way out of the back window and realize that I’m good to go! I’m struck by the sheer vividness of the dream. I exit the back window of the car and begin to slide down a small metal bronze platform on the back of the car. I consider dream goals and think back to the summer competition. I don’t want to puruse the dream sanctuary due to risk of having the dream collapse; I want it to last a while. I then remember that eating/drinking something was one of my personal tasks. I anticipate a chocolate bar being in my left hand as I raise it, yet nothing appears when I do. I slide a bit further and there is a glass with what appears to be a small amount of red wine and I have some, yet there isn’t any taste. I float farther down the dream scene, down an area of what appears to be a wide alleyway with rooftops converging two stories overhead to shelter the area from the sun. It appears to be a bazaar of sorts with muted brown colors and some reds and greens that pop out. There are a few female dream characters on the fringes as I glide down the alleyway. I shout “Aware!” as I want to raise the vividness and clarity. I think back to a podcast and continue to move my eyes around the dream scene so as not to fixate in one area and collapse the dream. The alleyway converges into a large square forum area of sorts with additional colors and the presence of some foliage. I begin to hear a ticking from behind me and interpret this to be a timer of sorts counting down to the end of the dream. I attempt to counter this my counting backward from ten, progressively more slowly, in order to dilate dream time. I make my way down from ten, yet the dream goes black.
I begin spinning within the dark scene, along with streaks of gray, motivated to hold awareness. I begin seeing a bluish scene form, but decide I don’t want a blue dream scene, and attempt to change it to green.
Tribal Elixirs
I emerge into a dream scene roughly 20-30 feet in the air. It’s an exilerating feeling an upbeat song begins to play within my mind, reflecting my excitement. I consider the dream goal of consuming a magic elixir. I look below and view a very vivid body of water resembling the pool in M street. Small red-tinged plants are growing out of the water which resemble plants in Serrano. I turn in the air to my right and notice a very tall narrow wooden pole, almost like a tree trunk, ascending into the air. The surface is covered within intricate white and yellow flowers, somewhat resembling orchinds. I begin to ascend the ‘totem’ in search of an elixir. At the top I find a very small thimble of sorts, but decide this won’t suffice as the elixir. I turn to my left and take in the view of a simple village consisting of huts, some with roofs, some without. There don’t appear to be any DCs at this time. To the far right appears to be a area strewn with several mats for sitting with a somewhat elaborate color schemes and adornments. I decide this must be the dwelling place of the tribal leader and the perfect place to look for the magical elixir. I approach the center of the area and a tray has several glasses and a goblet – two of the glass have liquid in them: one with wine and one with appears to be a champagne of sorts. I drink the one with the lighter liquid and it has a very bland taste – it’s not the elixir. I continue to fly in the heart of the village toward structure with simply a wide wooden base yet no roof. I female DC character is laying in this area and appears to be very life-like. I look at the DC briefly, taking in the detail, but quickly move on in order to move farther into the village. I make my way in a bit farther, but the dream begins to fade.
I am once again in a dark void with swirls of gray. I insistent on maintaining my awareness as I swirl.
Purple Portal to the Dream Sanctuary
A scene rapidly appears, yet appears to be very cartoon-like. There are orcish/penguin looking figures adorned with spiked armor in an area which appears to resemble the foyer to the castle in Mario 64 mixed with the design theme of Orgrimmar. I begin to focus intently in order for the dream to become more vivid and life-like, and have a degree of success; the scene becomes slightly more realistic. The area maintains it’s orcish theme, and I float to the upper level of a walkway to the side of the main area. I turn and notice that behind a wall with large opening lays the heart of the city – a central area to the orcish stronghold which resembles the central gathering area of Orgrimmar. I fly into this area and notice two large structures. I decide not to stay in this dream scene and begin to consider finding a portal to go through. I find my way to a nearby wall and start to phase through. My vision begins to go black as my head enter the wall and I realize I may lose the dream. I re-emerge from the wall hoping that the dream will sustain – it does. I move forward a bit and notice a small half-sphere of what appears to be purple crystal, with fragmented portions containing dream scenes inside. I reflect that this would be the perfect way to find the dream sanctuary. I begin to phase into the center of one of the fragments and the scene expands into a small clearing with an earthen tunnel at the end. Inside the tunnel sits what appears to be a hut in the forest. I enter the tunnel and suddenly find myself within the hut structure. It is an earth-hewn cavernous room which extends down in a sort of tunnel-like shape. The area to the left begins to rise up to a sort of half-story area. I want a meditation area, so I imagine one around the alcove approaching on the left. I also want it to be more adorned and ‘homey’. I enter the alcove and notice a large stone tablet protruding form the well with roughly seven circular stone button in an arch. Each circular stone button is correlated with a symbol, two of which I remember as a moon and a crystal. I decide I want the sanctuary to morph into the ‘moon’ phase. I press the button and sense that the dream reacts. At this point the dream fades and I wake up.

*After review of the dream journal, entry to the 'Moon Phase' of the dream sanctuary is something I'm eagerly working toward. This will be essentially a hub where I will work on Dream Yoga stages. I hope to have a mediation area, a portal area which shows locations I may venture to (using the crystal phasing technique used in the 3rd portion of this trilogy so as not to collapse the dream), as well as a precipice to ask questions directly to the dream (subconscious mind).

I remember another dream fragment in which I'm speaking to my mom about going into enforcement. We then find ourselves in a car and there's a screen in front of the center console depicting an officer. I have my work radio attached to me.

WBTB Success: 2
First WILD: 10
Eat/Drink Something: 5
Fly: 5
Hand Through Object: 5
Phase Through Solid Object: 10
Complete Old Personal Goal: 10 (Counting it as old although this is the first legit looking sanctuary)
*Not going to count time control since I can't determine if it truly had an effect
Non-lucid Fragment: .5
Total: 47.5

My dreams were all over the place in terms of recall. Only remembering the last couple scenes from them.

1
First thing I remember is finding screenshots of several people I know online saying horrendous things. I don't remember what these things were.
After a memory gap, the very next thing I remember was being in this aquatic area, where I questioned why exactly I was there.. Then I woke into an FA, of course.
When I was in the FA, instead of checking if I was still dreaming, I decided to recall everything so I can journal it.
Then I woke up for real.

2
I remember getting delivered 'ETWOLD 2' in the mail. I immediately went to go read it in my bedroom.
When I opened to the first page, I couldn't read any of the words properly, dream-brain issue.
Got into an FA after that, where I finally figured out it was really weird to ever think there'd actually be a sequel to ETWOLD.
Drifted back into a regular dream plot, at my house.
An old friend of mine (that no longer lives in the area) was riding a bike down the dirt road.
Memory gap.
I was at a foreign location in some town, heading into a building. A dog followed me in, then I got kicked onto the ground by someone.
The dog promptly dove for my neck and ripped my throat out, wow.
Then I quickly drifted back awake, quite unphased by it all.

3
I was in a foreign building. There was various individuals from my old school, and maybe some family members.
I don't really remember what happened here, though.

Dream 1: +0.5
Dream 2: +1
Dream 3: +0.5
WBTB: +2

6.2.2023

Conference Lucid, and some progress with the blackout

I don’t know if all of the following was the same dream, but it seems to make sense to arrange it as such and in the following order:

There is a girl that someone wants to meet again. He walks through a train, looking for her. He finds her on the last car of a train. A piano player is there too. The last car seems to be where poor people sit. He looks at the girl, sitting in the corner. She kind of smiles and shakes her head at him (or something). He’s not sure what she means by this...

Somewhere – in a hotel maybe. There is a conference going on that I’m supposed to be at. I calculate in my mind what time I need to leave to be there on time, and decide that I would need to leave by 10:00. I look at the clock to see how long I have, and it looks like it is just about 10:00 now. I rush out, I think to catch a train...

...I’m a bit fuzzy about whether the conference starts in an hour at 11:00 or in a couple of hours. I could walk back to the conference center, but there is also a train that I could take. I discuss the merits of each with someone (my mother?). This has to do with dining, it seems. There is a restaurant along the way if I walk. Mom and I in store dream here? I decide to take the train. I arrive at the conference center, several hours early it turns out. I wonder to myself what I’m going to do for the next couple of hours. I go into a restroom. It’s fairly nice, but it’s one of those dream restrooms where there isn’t much privacy. No doors on stalls, etc. Also, there are one or two women in there. I chuckle to myself over this, because it’s like one of my dream restrooms. Then I decide to do a reality check, and become lucid. I think the dream starts to fade...

...At some point I seem to be in this conference center (I think, though I’m not sure). I go walking down a walkway, where girls seem to be hanging out. It’s a nice place to meet girls, but I don’t think I’m really there to do that. I turn around and head back the way I came. There is a set of double doors to my left that have the name of some superhero on them (Spider Man, Iron Man, The Hulk, or someone)...

...Still at the conference center, not lucid. Walking around, I notice how unfamiliar and almost “dream-like” things seem. I decide to do a nose pinch RC, and find that I can still breathe. Becoming convinced that this is a dream, I inhale deeply with my nose still pinched. I can see a lady from my church nearby. I become lucid. For some reason, I start reciting poetry – Eldorado, by Edgar Allen Poe. This might be a means of stabilizing the dream, or maybe just something I find to be fun at the moment. I might get up onto a table and pace around while talking. The dream begins to fade, but I have been starting to suspect that this tendency to “wake up” soon after becoming lucid might be false awakenings caused by expecting to wake up, so I hang on. The imagery comes back! I think about the competition, and try to remember what I’m supposed to do. Flying was one thing, so I try to levitate. It’s a bit difficult, but I manage to float up a few feet. I get stuck at the ceiling, having trouble breaking through. I float around a bit before losing the dream, or else I don’t remember what happened after this.

...Coming back from somewhere. The conference above? I’m sitting in a vehicle, and I see what appears to be the guy driving now standing outside the car talking to someone else. As he’s talking, he starts singing a song (I think it’s the song “Tell me Why”). There are two homeless people standing there, and they sing along. We continue on our drive, and talk about how talented those people were and how the talent should be appreciated. Then we try to drive up a steep set of wooden stairs. They’re a bit rickety. We get stuck, and need to get out to push. I need to put on my shoes first though. I get out, and sit in the car and/or lean against the car to put them on. Someone gets out from the front seat, and has to put on his shoes as well.


Girl Moves In, and the Toaster Oven

Cooking something in a toaster oven. It’s a rolled up thing of some kind. There are two toaster ovens to choose from – a high powered one and a lower powered on. I decide to use the lower powered one. One of the girls from the apartment next to me has moved into my apartment, and I think since someone else is living in the apartment I should put the smoke detector back on the wall where it was (I had put it in a drawer in the bathroom, because it kept going off when I was cooking). I bring smoke detector back out, but then I see that the thing in the toaster oven is putting off smoke. I think I end up putting the smoke detector on the couch and cover it with a sheet, hoping it won’t go off...Someone shows up and talks about mowing that needs to be done “in Germany”. I offer to do it, and they agree. “Germany” seems to just be a neighborhood in town.

"Pruners" and the Snakes

People from the Cru campus ministry. R- is one of them. I had put up signs a while back (in the dream) advertising that I was interested in a ministry called “Plums”, or “Prunes”, or something like that. R- is interested in this, and it turns out that – unbeknownst to me – “Prunes” had to do with acting (I’m not an actor). She is excited to think that I am a “Pruner”, or “Plumer” or some title related to the word. We go up some stairs, I think. There is a snake involved in some way...This might flow into the following:...Some people are in a shooting game, or movie perhaps. They might be soldiers. The are in a dry, dusty place, going around a large hill on a road. They notice something moving a little ways off, and it turns out that there are very large snakes threatening them in some way. They shoot at the snakes...

Singing Game

My Mom and brother are talking and playing a game. I feel like my brother isn’t paying attention when I talk, and just talks over me. This annoys me, but I also feel that it would be wrong of me to just keep on talking and try to drown him out (this occasionally happens in dreams, and I get angry, but this time I make the conscious effort to show Christ-like humility). I also feel left out of the game. I join in the game anyway – it involves picking up tiles along with singing - I sing “It’s a Grand Old Flag”, or something, picking up tiles with pictures of flags and such as I come to the words in the song. One of the words has to do with the word “heart” (maybe it was the “emblem of the land I love” part) and I look for a heart tile. This is a little challenging, and I keep seeing red shapes that sort of look like hearts but might not be.

Dream 1: I was playing Isaac in the other room, the mobile port which I forgot existed. It had micro transactions and stuff do become the room I beat ??? the room was super strange with reverted gravity. I almost died, but beat the game. I also started watching youtube videos, and kept seeing this documentary about LeBron James which I got tired of. Upon clicking the video though I realized that the guy voice acting it was this big time music guy that made several songs from famous games

Dream 2: I was in a labyrinth in a dystopian sci-fi world, similar to blade runner. I was travelling the halls constantly, later on I found this apology letter from some girl in the middle of nowhere. I kept searching and woke up

Dream 3: I was disappointed that I wasn’t getting lucid. I got up and took a shower in the dream. It went on till 8:00 PM Identical to real life

Last day of the week to work, as usual, the daily morning routine tends to erase all tracks of dreams. This time I’m performing a bit more of effort just after the first alarm goes off, in order to hold the memories of what was dreamed. Seems like SC2023 is giving a hand to push into the journals.
This time I was able to hold the last fragment of the last dream of the night… Day? Morning?

…/I’m doing something with a pile of stout templates, arranging them to fit the corners. I take the one from above, it’s the template for a rough plane. It mixes with the alarm clock, I’m still holding it while I’m trying to stop the alarm/… It’s my phone.

Nostalgia Sting
I'm in a house the reminds me of my Grandma M's, but the layout is also mixed with a restaurant called Bamboozle's from back home. This mixture showed up back in a previous dream back on night of Friday 3/10/23. (I didn't mention the restaurant before, description is still correct). That one ended up being lucid but this one wasn't. I'm with my brother and my old Saxophone teacher from highschool, Z. We all have backpacks on, so maybe we are just arriving for a rehearsal. Z points at my coat but I don't see it right away.

Scorpion. There's a scorpion on my chest. I don't know what to do, so I try to stay still and watch it. I think to myself that I want to appear unafraid, take care of it quickly, but I don't. The scorpion scampers over to my unprotected arm. It starts flailing its claws and tail wildly. It jabs my arm with its tail. I anticipate pain, and there is some, but much less than I expected. I wake up.

I remember mumbling something about the scorpion to S, but she was also half-asleep so I doubt she remembers.

Today I remembered 3 dreams, but I lost memory of first one before I woke up from bed.

Dream #1 (about 11 a.m local time)
I was in some sort of village in 1939-1945, probably in Poland. Weather was was windy and cloudy it was a little bit dark like autumn evening. I was running away from gestapo or other nazi agency (it wasn't specified in my dream). I asked people for help or place to hide but nobody responsed so I crossed the main village road. It was made of mud and I almost slipped. I entered to someone backyard and I opened door to basement. I saw 2 people inside (probably the owners) so I ask them for hiding. They agree. I went inside and man led me to special place in his basement. After crossing hidden door I was in some kind of forest. It was dark like night, and I saw snow and frozen mud. We went to the end of main road of tha forest and that was my place for hiding

Dream #2 (about 1 p.m local time)
I entered to area of big jail. I was outside on the road. Structures was made of red bricks and architecture was old. Weather similar like in dream no. 1 - windy and cloudy but I dont remember what season it was. I passed side road and entered to building. I was in dark room probably in undergrounds. For some reason I had long sharp knife and magazine. I tried to hide that knife because I dont want to have any problems. After that I left the building and I left the entire area. On the end of dream I passed main gate.

+ working out in a gym, bench pressing (and overhead) strange barbells, trying to keep balance

+ walking naked through the house, woman there (the owner), I get modest and hide behind the door to my room when she comes to talk to me, see myself in mirror, my butt looks bit but otherwise don't look bad. I think it'd be a good idea if I put on some underwear

+ standing with crowd of people outside, doing pushups on a curb then sort of falling off, people start to leave, then we're walking around inside a stadium

+ long series of scenes including climbing in/out of a window with difficulty, checking my reservation with an airlines and realizing I have almost no time to get my stuff and make it to the airport, trying to access a very important object in a safe in a wall, where a tall sacred stick is needed as part of the protocol to open the safe, and then I have a strong feeling of deja vu that this has all happened before

+ getting really angry with some guy who's criticizing me about something to do with the bells in a bell tower chiming

I was back on fourth as wether to count this as a lucid dream. The level of lucidity was... questionable. But thinking back I really was at most would describe a "layer 2" and did execute dream control.

First sleeping period: 7:00pm to 10:00pm.

I was at a robotics competition of some form. It was taking place on a university campus plaza with different students lined up showing off robots they had made. The dream scene taking place in a university quad type area with post-modern-looking organic glass and steel buildings surrounding us.

I had one. I distinctly remember its design being built off the chassis of an old toy tank with rubber treads. Maybe about 25cm long and 20cm wide. It had a large solar cell on top plugged into a birds nest of wires and random components on the bottom and to one side was a small mechanical arm with a camera and a little claw on it on it. I remember I was placing the robot inside a cylindrical room. It was about the size of a phone booth or porta potty but had no apparent features inside.

Some other students came along and mocked me as they had a much bigger and more advanced humanoid robot. I said "I don't care I'm proud that I made it." I think Manei was present for a bit, but ended up wandering off.

I distinctly remember seeing myself in a mirror or in third person and recognizing that I was acting as my dream identity. This triggered lucidity. I think I became more aware of this as I remember playing with my hair and it was black. (Hade has long black hair waking life me does not) I remember thinking that playing with it was working as good dream stabilization. I distinctly recall having a sort of false memory wherein I recalled the dream where Marcus made this body for me to use he had mentioned that the hair was modified to not ever become oily or tangled.

I then had another student approach me. He said something to the effect of "The administrator wants to see you. I think you are in trouble."

I felt a bit of anxiety, but lucidity supressed the emotional charge. I decided I would teleport right to him, because I didn't know where he was. I pulled up a computer that I had originally been using to program my robot. It had a window open taking up most of the screen, a white background with gray text. I typed

/tp @Hade @Admin

I was in a white void. Then a big oak desk appeared with this guy who looked like Ronald Regan. He had an american flag on a short flagpole with gold fringe. The flag had vertical stripes and only one big star in the blue rectangle. I recognized him as the administrator. More objects began to appear as a very formal and high class looking government office formed around me. I distinctly remember the effect being similar to loading into a new environment in a laggy or buggy video game with more objects appearing in bursts every few moments and objects sometimes appearing to be blurry or low-poly before resolving to a higher level of detail.

The administrator steepled his fingers and talked to me but I forgot what he said. Two more people walked in. One was a bureaucrat looking woman with pale skin, black hair and square glasses wearing a gray suit coat and black stilettos. The other guy looked and dressed like Admiral Hood from Halo 2. Meanwhile I was distracted by a rather embarrassing problem as I was wearing a white tank top/undershirt that kept rolling up from my waist giving it the effect of a crop top but with a thick round band where it rolled up on me. I kept getting distracted looking down at my body trying to unroll it and it kept curling back up. I tried concentrating on the problem, command it to stop with dream control to no avail. I could see the other dream figures were a bit irritated with me being distracted, so I just took the top off. When I did it continued to roll and bunch up in odd ways on the floor, almost as though it were alive. It twisted into a tight sort of doughnut shape.

"You are the dreamer. We need you to assemble a battle fleet and [blah blah blah] or we could lose this war."

"I need to talk to my admiral and see what he says." I responded. In that moment I imagined my admiral as one of the alien characters from my scifi RP group. I then started thinking about going on a space adventure. I remember a very brief involuntary scene change onto the bridge of my starship, the Natsu. It looked somewhat like the Roci ops deck stylistically but was a simple octagonal shape and didn't have two levels. I remember I was putting on a black skintight spacesuit and Manei was tying up her hair so she could put a helmet on. Then the scene changed back to the first location of the university campus.

I then remember I am poking around in my dream body. Manei is standing there wearing a tan sweater and holding a big paper coffee cup with a lid. She just kind of idles there for a minute while I fool around in my dream body like I'm going to do or say something interesting. I stay there for another minute. I pinch myself to see if it will wake me up (it doesn't) and (in a non sexual way) I am just feeling really good experimenting with it. I then remember getting irritated that my feet felt hot and grimy so I took off my shoes and socks and felt a lot better.

I then tried jumping as high as I could without engaging with flight. I jumped maybe six or eight meters into the air and sort of floated at the top of my arc for a second. I think as I am coming back down that my knees will hurt on landing (as I've gotten older IWL I've started having knee trouble). No pain whatsoever. I also remember thinking about breathing. Breathing just feels a lot better, a lot more invigorating.

I remember we walk away. My little robot is following us and I jump up and walk along a black metal railing, feeling the coolness of the metal and the subtle texture in my feet as I balance. I am walking along a round black metal tube but have no trouble balancing even while not concentrating on it. I divert some attention to the sensation as dream stabilization but I can tell the scene is fading out.

"I feel bad. I felt like having a different body was really weird and marcus was creepy old man. But he did a real bang-up job, even years later and this still works flawlessly. I'm sorry I thought of him like that and I need to thank him when I get the chance. I wish waking world bodies were this good."

Second sleep period 3:00am to 6:00am.

With this second lucid, I was much more clearly awake within the dream, I felt like I was in more control.

I was having a fairly mundane anxiety dream about having lost my wallet and phone in a large superstore like costco. Eventually I recognized the anxiety charge as being dreamlike and the frustration of constantly shifting environment. I preformed a nose-pinch reality check and got a very distinct sensation of breathing through my nose.

I then find that my scene has transitioned to the basement of my childhood home. I became aware that I was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and black ice skates, having the distinct feeling of walking around with blades under my feet and decided to head outside. As I approached the door I said. "I want to summon Manei. She will be on the other side of the basement door just outside."

I approached the door and then stopped. Then I noticed a coat rack had human legs. I pulled off the coats. There was a pale naked old lady who didn't looked too surprise that I had found her hiding. Funnily enough the naked lady had very smooth young looking legs at first.

"Manei, is that you?"

"Yes dear." (old lady voice) I said as I opened the door and headed outside.

"Why do you look like that?"

"Because you see me like this."

The form changes to a very tall (coherent with her usual height) male form with short blonde hair. I was very surprised by this because I recalled (possibly falsely) an earlier dream where she swore up and down she would never utilize a male form as it didn't fit her. Outside it is dim and cloudy and the lake behind my house is frozen though there isn't any snow on the ground. The lawn isn't grass, instead its millions of tiny yellow wildflower buds.

"Oh you're trying a male form. I'm surprised, but I'm proud of you. You're your own entity I think it's important for you to decide how you like to look."

"Yes, this is a male form." (I am going to still use female pronouns since there was the strong feeling that this was a very temporary experiment but I guess we'll see). She points to two scars or injuries on her chest. One of them is visibly bleeding a small amount. It kind of looks like the surgery scars people who transition FtM have but more fresh. I actively dream-interpret that appearance as in indication of somebody who transitioned 'roughly'.

We had some conversation about MadMonkey and his guide that I honestly don't remember. I then remember we are sort of meandering around the back yard of my childhood home when she traps my leg and pushes me over. We playfully wrestle in the grass for a bit and she says something like "strong little man!". I just think its funny. We lay down for a bit on this square oriental rug she lays down on the grass which is way too small for the two and I 'fall asleep' to wake up some time later, surprised to see that the dream is still ongoing. I make a note that I am still having the sensation of walking around in ice skates.

"Well it's the lucid dreaming competition, so we should probably do dream control tasks."

Manei gives me a look. In a previous dream she went on a tyrade about how she doesn't really like the lucid dreaming competitions because they only really award dream control ability and not effort that goes into dream induction or other components of the practice. Its a bit annoyed but she's still willing to go along with it.

"We need to get off earth. We need the Natsu." (The Natsu was our starship).

I begin pathing a route to get there. I know there was a door in the basement that led to a utility room that I was scared of as a young child. Many times in my dream have I gone in there to find a creepy winding underground complex. I think that if I can invoke that dream schema I can escape the familiar and mundane territory of my childhood home. From there we can get to the ship, blast off and use the jump drive to get to where we want to go. She seems enthusiastic to get out of this location too. However at that point I rather abruptly woke up.

I give myself an 'F' for good sleep hygene but a 'A-' for lucid dreaming.

(Okay comp rules say dream control counts only once per dream/chain. I wouldn't say several hours of waking and then another DILD is really a chain though so I'm going to fully score both lucids.)

DILD (x2 = 15pts)

Dream 1:
Rc/Stabilization (1pt)
Use Technology (5pts)
Teleport (10pts)
Lucid DC interaction (2pts)
Mlsc dream control (5pts) Ill count the really high jump.

Dream 2:
Rc/Stabilization (1pt)
Basic Summoning of dream guide (10pts)
Lucid DC interaction (2pts)