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    This is where I, RelicWraith, will report my dreams for others' (dis)pleasure. As this is only a supplementary journal for me, there may be some apparently misplaced and missing log entries. Similarly, I won't bore anyone with certain sets of meta-data (ie induction techniques used, dream signs, etc.), though I'll gladly reveal as much if asked. Furthermore, any name of personally known real life figures will be replaced with ever-changing aliases.

    WIP

    1. Log 865 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 10

      by , 09-11-2017 at 02:43 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 11 September 2017

      Got a WILD to note

      WBTB, during which I meditated for 15 minutes, then stretched for a bit. Hours of sleeplessness followed before I could finally get a transition.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 10

      WILD transition in bed. Frustration from previous insomnia clouded my judgement for most of the dream. I spent several minutes trying to move around. When I could, I tried rolling off bed, only to get reanchored back, making sure to rub my hands each time that happened as a contingency.

      At one point, I noticed a gang of punks breaking in and making a mess of things. Wasn't gonna let that slide. While having "Attack the Barbarian" from Streets of Rage playing in the background, I flew out to fight them, striking them with enough force to knock them off their feet. They were each easily taken down in one or two blows. Something similar occurred later, but when I fly off to confront the miscreants, they'd already vanished, leaving me attacking nothing but air.

      Various poorly remembered scenes, some of which occurred in other location along with an occasional loss of awareness some of the time. There was something of being in a school, then a beach. At another point, I was wandering the city with my brother, Leon, accompanying him as he looked for a buffet. I'm sure I sounded some other song to do some other fancy dream ability, though I can't say for sure.

      Eventually, I lose patience with my efforts, causing the dream state to slip from me.

      Updated 09-11-2017 at 02:45 PM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    2. Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 9

      by , 09-10-2017 at 02:19 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 10 September 2017

      Got a fragment and a dream to note.

      Scrap Group 1
      Wandering in a vast, fanciful building complex floating in an extradimensional realm. Narrow bridges connected each structure. I found a laptop or a similar device, of which contained dangerous secrets. Various different entities were trying to steal this info for themselves, leaving me to defend it. Pretty sure Dragon Ball characters showed up.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 9


      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was watching an Art of Fighting ending clip. A corrupt CEO was seated in his office, waiting anxiously. Eventually, his top enforcer, a huge, sharply dressed giant of a man, enters. Damage on his clothes and shoes made clear previous hardships. He presents his emplyer various papers of unknown contents, though this was obviously what the CEO was expecting. However, it seemed the giant, tired of his line of work, went on to publish this info on his own accord, explicitly to bring the executive to ruin. This ended with artwork of the giant seated triumphantly on a fancy office chair.

      15 minute WBTB where I meditated and stretched for a bit. I experienced deep, near transitioned dreamlets later on, but couldn't get relaxed enough for a conversion.

      Updated 09-11-2017 at 04:19 AM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. Log 863 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 8

      by , 09-09-2017 at 01:33 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got a short, tired LD to note. That's about it. Woulda last longer, though some things woke me up abruptly.

      30 minute WBTB during which I meditated, stretched a bit, and tried relaxing. Discomfort kept me up for a long time, or perhaps, anxiety. Eventually, I pull a transition.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 8

      REM Atonia transitioned dream. After various forgotten occurrences, I return to bed with awareness. I levitate myself around for a bit, but couldn't keep up. Later, I see a game forming before my eyes, some rail gun shooter set in a gator-infested bayou. I shoot a few of the beasts, when I'm warped back to bed again. Then, I tried contacting my guide, E, but she wouldn't respond. Various interruptions woke me abruptly afterwards.

      Updated 09-09-2017 at 01:48 PM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid
    4. Log 862 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 7

      by , 09-08-2017 at 10:54 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got two near-lucid dreams and a scrap to note. To be honest, I'm kinda embarrassed to post this up. I woulda just paraphrased it, but I think maybe it won't be so bad to open up to these things once in a while.

      Scrap Group 1

      Barely recall something of dealing with a sleazy realtor.

      WBTB for 15 minutes before a WILD attempt. No insomnia, but no awareness either.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 7 - Part 1

      REM Atonia unwittingly transitioned into a dream. I imagined my guide, E beside me in bed, and though I couldn't see (eyes closed), I did sense her presence nearby. Spent a moment just relaxing, when she suddenly began, uh, licking my face. Just her weird way of showing affection, I thought. Only, she goes on for minutes on end, and even began drooling uncontrollably. Random thoughts of rumors about large pet predators whirled in my mind, where certain instincts would drive these animals to see their owners as prey, and they'd then starve themselves before attacking... wait a minute. Was my guide trying to eat me again?!

      I reactively opened my eyes to the sight of E's salivating grin. Unnerved, I asked her to make space, only to have her hold me down tighter. I somehow slipped away from her grasp. I then tried fleeing, but couldn't get far enough. No choice. I had to fight. Using the ancient (fictional) art of Hokuto Shin Ken, I struck her belly and then temple with my finger, causing instant paralysis. Spent a good while thinking up a flashy name for the attack, though only lethal maneuvers came to mind. So, I just left things as is.

      Things get unclear. I went to the living room, where dad's watching TV, then I began floating around. Not much else until the dream ended.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 7 - Part 2

      Similar REM Atonia transition into a dream. As before, I had E show up, and again, she starts licking and drooling over my face. Suddenly, she whips herself into a frenzy. I tried escaping, only to find myself shrunken down, and I just barely avoided my (from my perspective) colossal guide's immediate onslaught. This chase was quickly exhausting me. With my last bit of strength, I rocketed off as far as possible. But, incredibly, I'd somehow pathed directly into my guide's gaping mouth! Horrible moments were spent getting violently tossed and pressed between her tongue and roof, yet despite as much, I remained unharmed. I even outright mentioned that if I were lucid, I would've likely gotten points for invulnerability (D'oh!).

      Woke up not long after.

      Updated 09-09-2017 at 01:29 PM by 89930 (day 7; oops)

      Categories
      dream fragment , non-lucid
    5. Log 705 - April 2017 TOTM Bonus Task

      by , 09-08-2017 at 10:51 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 04 April 2017

      EDIT: Whoops. Left this in draft mode for the longest. Time to publish it fully.

      Oof. Feels like forever since I last posted here. Anyway, I've got two or three DILDs to note, and got this month's bonus task done. There's a large non-lucid portion I can't recall for the first dream, and I generally don't have much to go on for the last two dreams.

      Spoiler for kinda long:
    6. Log 861 - Thief-Seeking Missiles

      by , 09-08-2017 at 01:09 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got that DILD and a fragment to note.

      Dream 1 - Thief-Seeking Missiles

      The visuals were clear. I was wandering around the streets at daytime. Eventually, I stop by at a gas station, specifically the same one I used to work in. There were some major renovations since I've been there, including the registers being in the opposite side of the store. Maurice, one of my old managers, was busy with some customers. I considered talking to him, though I backed off. It's been so long, I doubt he even recognized me anymore. Later, at an unknown site, I build up enough nerve to call there for a chat.

      Time skip at night. I'm back at the gas station, this time as a worker. Three other employees were there as well. Of them, I recognized Maria. Another was an older, large African descended woman, while the last a skinny, aging, clean shaven Hispanic man. I take a look around, and find things were now arranged much more similarly to how I last remembered. There were, however, more selection of hot foods. I thought to sample some, but reconsidered when I found the pastries had long been shriveled into an overbaked husk.

      I worked the register for some time without incident, besides some guy having concerns of having been overcharged out at the pumps.Then, later on, a big, loud black woman shows up to bicker with my like-skinned fellow employee. Tension builds up to the point of violence. I overheard their being "friends", though how one could tolerate such vitriol under any circumstances is beyond me. Anyway, this scene distracted me from looking around the store. Before I could react, I found that some jerk had gone on and stole something in plain sight. The bickering had finally resolved by that point.

      After that, a mess of customers began piling up. In fact, this left me so preoccupied, that shoplifters came out of the woodworks to snatch something or two. I later had to deal with a drugged out woman, another of my coworker's supposed "friends". There was some confusion over the money she gave and what she actually owed. As I counted the funds, the woman ran off with whatever she had in hand, and I just knew I got the short end of things. Concurrently, some teen girl rushed in, swiped some DVDs and snacks, and ran off in one fell swoop. And if that wasn't enough, both previous madwomen returned to cause another commotion. What a night...

      While that happened, I caught sight of underaged punks going straight for the alcohol coolers. And sure enough, I overheard one or two muttering about a beer run. I was, by then, infuriated enough to look for trouble myself, so I went to the front door and waited. Still, I was of mind to reflect on that unreasonable theft rate. I made a reactionary hand test, but no matter the result, I gained awareness.

      Vengeance still filled my thoughts. I immediately blasted the punks with an energy blast, then followed up with an explosive beam split and directed to those two rambunctious women (of course, all with precautions to not accidentally hit anyone else). I then stepped outside the lot, hoping I'd find any other previously encountered thieves and scoundrels, though they were long gone by then. After thinking it over, I figured a homing attack would let me get even. I fired a golden ray into the sky, which I divided into a dozen or so other beams. These arced and spread out all over town, until they eventually exploded one by one at isolated, distant locations. Couldn't help but guffaw in triumph.

      With that done, I tried conjuring my guide, E, imagining she'd appear standing around the sidewalk. Unfortunately, I lost focus, and collapsed the dream entirely.

      Scrap Group 1

      WBTB for 15 minutes to write some notes and stretch for a bit.

      False awakening. Mom comes barging in the room, demanding I get those hurricane shutters installed despite not having a ladder.

      Updated 09-08-2017 at 03:00 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    7. Log 860 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 5

      by , 09-07-2017 at 01:06 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 06 September 2017

      Many items to note, including a series of DILDs during early REM. Unfortunately, they're mostly just fragments at this point.

      Scrap Group 1
      A series of early-REM dreams that I vaguely remembered being repeated instances of each other. I'd awareness at various points. In one such case, I discovered that a spy, some red-haired woman in an office dress, was leaking false, scandalous information on my character. I caught her in the act, and coerced her into both cancelling the operation and fleeing.

      False awakening in bed. I was drenched in sweat. Woke up minutes later dry as a bone.

      At home. My niece, Valentina, shows me a baby doll with an eerily lifelike face
      and movable joints.

      In the backyard of an unknown home. I was cleaning things up along with mom and my younger brother, Trent. At one point, my brother, goes off to feed the cat. I turned away for seconds, only to find the animal had not only died, but was well into the process of decomposing. Didn't concern me one bit. However, seeing Trent and mom so non-chalant of their pet's demise was so.

      At an arcade at night.

      Something of digging a rock tunnel into a brightly lit tower.

      Vague memories of being in a video game world.

      At home. I walk downstairs, only to find a large gathering of unexpected guests, each Flora's (my sister's) friends. Very embarrassing, as I was still in my underwear.

      At a beach at night. Rough waves kept me from getting too far into the water.

      At a hotel room with many family and extended family members. There was a small party ongoing, though I was too tired to participate. Indeed, I was so exhausted, I just slept on floor of the nearest open space. My uncle Sylvester didn't appreciate that, and so he tells Valentina to wake me up. My niece kisses me on the forehead, to which I instantly woke up IRL.

      Updated 09-07-2017 at 03:39 AM by 89930 (reoved leftover junk from draft)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    8. Log 859 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 4

      by , 09-05-2017 at 11:50 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 05 September 2017

      Barely remembered a few snippets. Quite a pity, as I'm sure I was lucid in a number of instances...

      Scrap Group 1
      Various dreams involving a fight between several members in the dream competition. At one point, I lured an opponent into a trap door. This time, I'm sure I was lucid for most of these earlier dreams, yet I remember far too little to get credit for such...

      WBTB intended for 15 minutes, only to turn into hours of sleeplessness. Guess I was too eager.

      In a supermarket at midnight.

      Updated 09-05-2017 at 11:55 PM by 89930

      Categories
      dream fragment
    9. Log 858 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 3

      by , 09-05-2017 at 03:05 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 04 September 2017

      Got that WILD/DIELD chain to note, and a fragment.

      Scrap Group 1
      Using a chat client for some old multiplayer online text-based game. Noticed several users were participants in this season's contest. At various points, there were some disturbingly hostile comments thrown my way. I woke up thinking I'd lucidity at some point, though I remember nothing of the sort.


      Meditated for 20+ minutes as part of a WBTB, then made a WILD attempt. Yet again, I had to endure two hours of insomnia before I got sleepy enough to transition.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Competition - Day 3

      Scene 1 - Restive Rolling
      WILD transition just after being stuck in REM Atonia for some time. I rolled off the bed, with difficulty due to exhaustion, only to wake up immediately for a brief moment. This repeats for a confirmed total of six times, along with numerous other unverified instances or outright false awakenings.

      Between these were a few non-lucid false awakenings. One of these had me get up for a snack, and another involved my sister requesting that I take her daughter to a doctor.

      Later in this cycle, I float around the room for a few seconds, until I was tugged back on the mattress. After that, just as I rolled off into the Void, I saw vivid gameplay footage of Street Fighter Alpha 2 presented before me, this depicting a simultaneous 2v2 battle between Ken, Charlie, and other unidentified characters. I hijacked the game by pretending to use an arcade stick, but I lacked the dexterity to do much. Regardless, I quickly lost interest, as I did such things just yesterday.

      Once I was less fatigued, I called out to my guide, E, various times. I heard her voice almost instantly, though with bad "reception". Took a minute for her to have more presence, heard clearly but still unseen. I requested her assistance in getting me anywhere else, and also to maybe get some tasks done. In lieu of that, she chortled and babbled loudly, as if to purposefully ignore me. Worse yet, she played mischief, doing things like tossing me around, painfully locking my limbs, and gnawing on my sides in a most uncomfortable manner. How annoying. Still, I called for her after another brief awakening, and again asked for help. This time, she rolls us both off the mattress and to the Void.

      Warp.

      Scene 2 - Descent, Discipline, and Disorder
      The visuals were dim and a bit blurred. I was falling down into a vast chasm along with E. By that point, she'd manifested in her giant naga form. This time, she appeared thinner, had only two arms, and had her hair styled in a pageboy cut. I quickly seated myself on her head and held on. Jagged stalagmites awaited us below, so I slowed our descent at the last second for a safe landing. Exhaustion caused my perspective to wig out a bit for a moment. Anyway, we didn't get too far when my guide alerted me to danger, pointing to the silhouettes of small, monstrous figures creeping ahead. She implied that I not stick around as she dealt with those things. I heeded her words, and jumped far away from the action.

      After scouting around, I found an opening leading above. I climbed up to find a "highschool" classroom, of all things. "Highschool" in quotation, given the "students" seemed as TV actors playing the part. The teacher, a middle aged African descended woman, had trouble getting the class' attention. Such disrespect didn't sit well with me. Once I had enough, I bashed the loudest, rudest guy in the room (some blonde twenty-something year old), and continued assaulting those that were even remotely disruptive. Rioting ensues. Noticed music in the background, some old unknown country tune sounding from a record player. I timed my attacks to its rhythm, including a groin punch to that first victim, followed by a knee-breaking elbow to someone trying to flank me.

      Minutes later, I inexplicably transformed into King Piccolo from Dragon Ball. I conjured a flag and pole in hand, then, acting in character, I claimed the structure, along with the souls of any who died (as improbable as that was). I then unwittingly turned back to myself just as quickly.

      The brawl had all but quieted down by that point. Heard Moonlight Bay was playing. I was about to sing the last verse in celebration, when some random people, my brother Jonathan included, randomly showed up to join me in chorus. My brother was awfully critical of my vocals. So, I tried correcting it, only to receive more vitriol. What's more, he refused to identify what the problem was exactly. Was it tone? Timing? Give me a hint, man! And yet, when I then performed exactly as before, he found no obvious flaws...

      This fickle judgement made me too irritable to focus, and the dream ended.

      Updated 09-05-2017 at 03:47 AM by 89930

      Categories
      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    10. Log 857 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 2

      by , 09-03-2017 at 04:02 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 03 September 2017

      Got a WILD to note, along with a fragment.

      Scrap Group 1
      Repeated instances of my playing Liberal Crime Squad. Most liberal collaborators were named after my team members in this season's LD competition. I'd the impression I was lucid at the time, or it could've been false memories of such.

      20 minute WBTB, where I stretched and meditated. This turned into an hour and a half of insomnia. Still, I barely had enough patience to gain a WILD transition.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Competition - Day 2

      WILD transition through hypnagogia. Soon, gameplay footage of a fighting game appeared. This for the most part was the original Marvel vs Capcom, save for a few notable alterations. For one, this had characters only available from its prequels/sequels such as Iron-Man, Magneto, and Doctor Doom, all of whom were present on screen at one point or another. Likewise, there was some unfamiliar industrial stage background. Remembering the TOTM's, I take control via manipulating an invisible arcade stick, where I used Magneto in a fight against Iron-Man. The inputs were spot on, exacting actually, down to all the flailing and gaps whenever I messed up my Rom Combo attempts. I later hijacked control of Iron-Man, though at best, all I could do were basic diagonal air-dash block/combo strings. Heh, guess I'm kinda rusty.

      Once I had enough, I rubbed my hands to keep stability and shook my head to remove the image. Found I was still in bed. I floated myself upright above the mattress, then tried phasing through the nearest wall. But upon contact, the dream destabilized, and I woke up.

      Another WBTB ad WILD attempt, with no results.

      Spoiler for Media References:

      Updated 09-03-2017 at 06:11 PM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    11. Log 856 - Duo-Layered Fish Chess and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 09-02-2017 at 09:11 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 02 September 2017

      I've two DILDs to note, along with a few fragments.

      Scrap Group 1

      False awakening at home. I look out the bedroom door, only to find intruders sneaking about. An interface similar to Liberal Crime Squad pops up, and notes the actions those scoundrels were taking.

      Browsing in the Dreamviews forums. To my surprise, I find the LD Competition required a mandatory LD each day. Failure to do as such would result in disqualification.

      15 WBTB and WILD initiation.

      Dream 1 - Mundane Destruction

      The visuals were clear. I was in a hotel suite with family. Later at night, I go out for a stroll, walking down a shopping district. I kept on the median bar for some reason, which almost cost me when I was meters away from getting in an accident during an ongoing police chase.

      Minutes later, and the sun was already up. I soon found myself within a mall, where I stop at a McDonald's for a burger and small fries totaling $6. The restaurant was a bit packed, so I took my meal to the food court, its rows of joined tables and benches making the place appear more as a school cafeteria. Then, for no reason whatsoever, I suddenly become aware of the dream.

      I set out to complete some competition tasks. Unfortunately, false memories lead me to doing anything but. Anyway, this faux-task involved conjuring Beerus, the God of Destruction from Dragon Ball Super, whom I would join in a fight against another universe's gods and warriors. By just visualizing so, the image of said deity appeared before me, though it took a minute of concentration and active interaction with him to get a complete manifestation. Throughout that time, I explained my reasons for having him there. Beerus thought the whole thing outrageous, yet was humored enough to go along.

      Next was summoning the offworlders. I looked to a wall, from which a portal unconsciously appeared. Out steps Sidra, the God of Destruction of Universe 9. After some arrangements, the two immediately blasted off far away into combat. Meanwhile I was left to look for my opponent, who was said to be very close by. I look under a table, when a red-furred dogman suddenly jumped out and attacked. Well, given the source material, our ensuing battle was rather mundane, lots of circling and probing, little to no flashy maneuvers.

      This laster for about a minute before the dream collapsed.

      Scrap Group 2
      Dream where I was a floating disembodied head. I'd false lucidity throughout much of this.

      30 min WBTB to write notes, then another WILD attempt.

      Watching a documentary on fish. I'm warped in the middle of a stormy ocean, where I'm almost eaten by a newly discovered species of giant toothless sharks. This might have linked to the dream below.

      Dream 2 - Duo-Layered Fish Chess Match

      Scene 1 - D&D - Tower of Doom - Rotoscoped Edition
      The visuals were clear. I was playing a run of D&D - Tower of Doom via unknown hardware along with my brother Lawrence. We used the Elf and the Cleric, though I can't say who was who. Much of the session took place in an evil-lord's mansion, a complete fabrication from the dream. Further oddities occurred after clearing the game, where the Elf switched to being the Cleric and back at random moments. What's more, digitized sprites in the characters' likeness took their place at times. Maybe some leftover content from development, I thought, perhaps things that were actually rotoscoped?

      Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - "Not. Now. Dreaming."
      The visuals were dimmer. I was in the lobby of my home at nighttime. I go to my bedroom, where Lawrence and my nephew Jarred were watching something on the computer. My nephew tries hiding and then jumping out to scare me. It obviously wouldn't have rattled me, that is, had I not noticed his eyes were completely white. I then noted some electronic device in his hand. Figured he merely used that to play visual tricks on me.

      I felt tired, so I went to bed then and there. As I fell to "sleep", a dream began forming immediately, of which I was wandering out of a tunnel's opening. Such rapid progress let me immediately realize the dream.

      Things destabilized. When I come to, I, through half-opened eyes, see I was now in a completely different bedroom. Brenden and his sister were stopping by, and Lawrence remained as well. There was a conversation about an SNES Mario game, and Brenden wanted my opinion on such. I completely ignored that matter, and "slept" again. But as another dream formed, the others continually pestered me for input. With difficulty, I managed to speak out to that "outer dream layer".

      "Not. Now. Dreaming."

      Instead of silence, I was bombarded with further questions. Complete disregard it was, then.

      Seconds later, I finally had (another) dream body to work with. Did some quick hand rubbing to stabilize, from which a vivid scene then formed. I found myself outside in picturesque grassy hills during a sunny clear day. Exhilaration caused me to devolve into base desires. I looked around for an erotic sight, when a shockwave ripped through the ground. I flew towards the origin, but only found some farmers working a plot. And then, giant flatfish appeared out of nowhere, swimming in mid-air carelessly. I followed one to a higher incline, where windmills and a few trees were about. Strange rippling melded these shapes into different forms and perspectives, before creature and structures alike simply vanished.

      Further on was another steep, vast hill. At the top were even more enormous and peculiar figures: monumental ches spieces lined side by side (with the distinct exclusion of pawns). And atop these were an assortment of figures to the piece's likeness, a red-robed king on the king's piece, a queen dressed in blue on the queen piece, an armored and mounted knight on the knight piece, and so on. Those of royalty were seated on bronze thrones, while the rest stood at ready.

      Just then, a barrage of rocks and large arrows rained in from my sides. I look around, and see the rooks were responsible, these depicted as siege engines and their engineers. I dodged their attack unscathed, somehow. As they readied another volley, I charged heedlessly towards the monarchs. I soon noticed that voices from the "outer layer" were drowning out audio in this sequence. Some self-made sound-effects and music from that above mentioned D&D game quickly allowed me to fix that problem.

      Sadly, the dream deteriorated and collapsed before I could get even.

      Spoiler for Media References:

      Updated 09-04-2017 at 02:30 AM by 89930 (noted WBTB and LD attempts; general editing)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    12. Log 853 - August 2017 TOTM Bonus Task

      by , 08-31-2017 at 03:30 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 30 August 2017

      I've a series of WILDs from yesterday morning to note. There's also some non-LD portions between these, though I've only a vague recollection of them at the moment.

      Spoiler for It's a long one.:


      Spoiler for Media References:

      Updated 08-31-2017 at 03:58 PM by 89930 (spoilered for spece; media references)

      Categories
      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid , task of the month
    13. Log 841 - Dream 2 - The Orange Road

      by , 08-19-2017 at 03:22 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 18 August 2017

      Wow, almost two months since my last log. I'll be sure to pay heed to my previous reminder about posting here... Anyway, I'd a bunch of things to note today. Of these, I think I'll only post one of two LD's and skip the fragments entirely; the latter stuff is mostly inconsequential, and as for the ommitted LD... Eheheh, reckon that'll stay with me, maybe.

      Dream 2 - The Orange Road

      The visuals were bright but a bit strained. I was in the urbanized streets of a moderately developed country at dawn, the construction in the area dated, but not deplorable. After turning a corner, I gained awareness. In my excitement, I floated around for a bit, but immediately stopped when I saw destabilization. Took a moment to calm down and focus on the environment. I then sprinted and, after gaining enough speed, tried flying again. This time, I could only hover a few feet off the ground, and only momentarily. Next, I kicked myself off a nearby building's wall, from which I leaped all the way across the road. Noticed music was sounding in the background, the Sewer Surfing theme from TMNT - Turtles in Time, to be exact.

      I then ran down an inclined sidewalk. Found myself in a more arborous place. Spectacularly, the street itself was paved from a vibrant orange stone. After hand-rubbing, I recalled the TOTMs. My immediate thought was to try the blue moon again, but debated the conditions to try that. So I resorted to the taste task. With minimal regard, I grabbed my shirt and licked it. There was, of course, no discernible taste, though from my tongue's sensation, I could at least note a polyester mesh fabric.

      All well and good, but I thought I could do better. I turned my sight to a nearby chain link fence, warped and torn in certain points by overgrowth. So, I lowered head for a better look, only to get suddenly held back. Cue instant destabilization, and the dream ends.

      Media Reference: TMNT - Turtles in Time - Sewer Surfin'

      Updated 08-19-2017 at 03:36 AM by 89930 (Added media reference)

      Categories
      lucid , task of the month
    14. Log 784 - June 2017 TOTM Basic Task II

      by , 06-24-2017 at 03:58 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 22 June 2017

      Honestly, I should be posting here more often... Anyway, I've got a DILD to note, of which, as noted above, I bagged a basic TOTM. There's also a few fragments.

      Dream 1 - June TOTM 2017 Basic Task II


      Scene 1 - Falsely Delirious Tyrant Awareness
      The visuals were pretty clear. I was watching Dragon Ball Z on a big screen. Overheard my sister, Andrea, and nephew, Euclid talking in the background as well.

      This starts in a dirt road cutting through a plains. Kid Trunks is walking down the road, when Master Roshi (noticeably lacking his shades) dives in from nowhere and attacks. Fast paced sparring ensued. Goten soon arrives with a most unusual package on his back: the tyrant Frieza! His alarmed peers questioned if he'd any clue whom that was. Turned out an accident caused Frieza to lose his memories and most of his sanity. Between maddened rambling, the villain mentioned of going to a certain place. And so, Goten elected to take him there.

      Cut to them walking around a suburban area. Once there, Frieza revealed he'd faked his insanity, though he assured no hostility. Still, he urged the others to bring him where requested.

      I manifest at that point, and take a good look around. On seeing a familiar nearby, I realized this was my neighborhood, and so quickly gained lucidity. There were some differences, though. Namely, a forest replacing both the shopping centers and homes immediately across the street. I fly up to get a better look, and find an empty plains in the horizon. Very curious. I start making my way there, only then, things begin deteriorating into a blue void. No prob. All I needed to do was remain calm, rub my hands, and wait til a scene formed. Immediate transition.

      Scene 2 - Rock Nut
      The visuals started hazy, but became progressively clearer. I was in a beach, standing elevated above the shore during a sunny day.

      People were abound, but it seemed that despite the clear water and weather, no one was swimming. When I went down for a closer look, I soon discovered why. After only getting ankle deep, a 12ft+ tall rogue wave immediately formed ahead of me, sending me tumbling off the ground a good 10 meters back. Stranger yet, the water overlapped over me without leaving even a drop on me.

      Woozily, I made my way back uphill and to an unkempt forest. Soon, I found myself in the middle of a party within a rickety picnic area. Just remembered some TOTMs. Perhaps Basic II would be a good start. I looked around in the sand, finding some shells, conches, and pieces of glass. Not solid enough, probably.

      After some digging, I finally found a rock, definintely a winner. My brother, Crispin then appeared behind me. He was in a chatty mood, a typical distraction. I told him I'd be with him shortly and commenced the task, ignoring his confused gaze as I bit the stone. Noticed my teeth felt especially brittle and plastic. Still, I chomped on. The rock eventually gave way, where I found some kind of nut inside. A raw almond, specifically, as I soon realized by eating it. Besides a bitter aftertaste, this tasted and felt as the real thing.

      After that, I thought of some other tasks. I remembered TOTM task II, though without visible stars, that didn't seem likely. Advanced Task I, mayhaps? I headed back down to the water in hopes of seeing my own reflection. But then, the scenery faded, and I awakened.

      Scrap Group 1
      Alone in an empty room within an unknown home. I'm imagining having shadow powers for a later dream. When I entered the bathroom, I realized such abilities were already in my grasp. And so, I commanded the inky darkness to sweep through the walls and sinks of the house to melt any verminous insects dwelling there.

      In the bedroom of an unknown home. I overheard Euclid and Andrea talking about Ed Edd and Eddy. There was an unusually funny (within the dream) joke where Ed utters the line "I have the soul of an echidna." Later, I sit down to watch TV along with Crispin, my nephew, and my sister. There was an ad for a made-up D&D 3D cartoon. Just from that brief glimpse, I already knew the show was going to be lackluster, its generic action/comedy backdrop as uninspired as its characters.

      Driving on the highway and to a city at night. Mom, dad, Crispin, Andrea, and Euclid were there as well. On our way there, Euclid noticed a poster designed as Bash terminal. Some forgotten meta-humor was printed on it, which I had to explain to my nephew. We stop and walk around for a bit. On returning, we find Andrea was still somehow still inside the vehicle. An accident had occurred beforehand, and she was ticketed heavily for such. What's more, she'd sustained a serious injury on her left foot, then mangled beyond recognition. So we rushed her to a local hospital. While checking her in, I noticed I hadn't any shoes, of which I was oddly more concerned than the previous horror.

      Vague memories of being in a museum, where expensive copies of a masterpiece were being sold. Then something of walking down a dirt road, and later, playing a keyboard.

      Updated 06-26-2017 at 03:53 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    15. Log 587 - December TOTM Advanced Task I

      by , 12-09-2016 at 05:12 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 07 December 2016

      Numerous dreams identified, including three DILDs, though I can't recall much of the non-LDs.

      Scrap Group 1
      Walking around my neighborhood. I start thinking of dream signs. This includes being back in highschool and doing poorly in a science class.

      Dream 1 - TOTM Advanced Task I - Take 1

      False awakening in the master bedroom. After lingering thoughts on previous dreams, I realized the dream state. Made a breath test to confirm as much, which was inconclusive. So, I fell off, and slowly floated down to the floor. That'll do it.

      Then, I began "powering up", yelling as I did. There was no clear sign this was working. In fact, I felt I was getting weaker the longer I tried, so I stopped.

      Remembered the spinning TOTM. I hovered, and tried spinning in place, but this was likewise exhausting. Within seconds, I was out of breath, and lost grasp of the dream.

      Scrap Group 2
      More false awakenings in the same location.

      Dream 2 - TOTM Advanced Task I - Take 2


      False awakening in my bedroom. I stand near the mirror, and try taking my sleeping mask off, only to have it magically slide back on. Clearly, I was dreaming. Still couldn't remove the mask though, so I ignored it.

      Before continuing, I rubbed my hands for 10 seconds. Then, I tried that TOTM again. As before, I strained myself trying to spin in place. Thus, I ignored physical movement in favor of willing myself to do as much, yielding much better results.

      Cut. I'm flying in a night sky. Dire storm clouds were immediately below me, spinning steadily into a fledgeling tornado. This all felt sorta damp and stuffy. I fall intentionally. Just then, the clouds formed into a creepy robot face. Kinda startling, but I dove in anyway.

      Another warp. Projected holographically ahead of me was an unlit plane, the floors formed of dim gridlines. Suddenly, demonic shadows appear. Only their glowing yellow eyes were clearly visible. I had control of a small robot, and commanded it to off to a corner. Tried brightening the place up for a better look, but didn't manage that. Tried brightening the place up for a better look, but didn't manage that.

      By then, I noticed my left eye was fast shut. In my attempts to wrench it open, I feel myself in bed, and awaken soon afterwards.

      Scrap Group 3

      False awakening. Walk down to the living room, where dad and Carl lingered around. Then, they announce finding a bat and hawk in the backyard. That sounded exceedingly unlikely. I realized the dream state, but wake up soon afterwards.

      False awakening in bed. An unknown person slid their hand over my face, hampering my breathing. I realized the state, and tried imagining who would be responsible. The dream simply collapses soon afterwards.

      Updated 08-19-2017 at 03:42 AM by 89930 (clarified controlling a robot)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment , task of the month
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