Dream Logs DWN-12

Created Saturday 10 November 2018

Got a FA/WILD/DEILD loop to note, along with some scraps.

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Various false awakenings, most in unfamiliar settings. One had a little girl huddling to me, like a scared daughter running to her parents' bedroom. I had no idea what to do. Another included a room with a small window behind me, the light of early dawn peeking in.

Several brief DEILD transitions and lucid FA, each of which collapsed when I tried to move, and transitioned with one or two minutes of waking between them.

Blind DEILD transition in bed. I rub my hands. In fact, I rubbed them so vigorously, that my palms burst into flames. The conflagration spread quickly, bright orange light flickering through my eyelids. Hurt like hell, but I somehow remained calm. Even so, I woke up a minute later.

DEILD transition in bed. After some concentration, I summon my guide, E beside me. Fun ensued... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) The dream eventually collapsed. DEILD transition two minutes after.

Dream 1 - Moody Underground Run

Blind LD transition in bed. I reach beside me, and, as expected, felt that my guide was already there, if completely nude. I seized her, then pulled us both through the mattress and into the Void. With the visuals now faint, I noted the startled expression on her face. I tried imagining a more scenic view, a forest under an aurora, but that didn't seem to happen.

After seating E on my shoulders, I opted to simply run off to find such a destination. In time, an underground environment formed around me, a structure made of ruined concrete. My guide suddenly began panting heavily. Reckoned she was tired, despite me doing all the running for her. But as I looked up from the floor, I noticed rows figures around me, all females in bed robes, each suspended lifelessly in the air. Whether they were floating, or hanging from a noose, I did not know, nor did I want to find out. Despite the macabre view, I never stopped running, dodging below and between the stiff figures.

In time, the structure narrowed into winding tunnels of dirt and loose stone, twisting to curved slopes. More women were huddled silently by the walls ahead of me, each alive, but gaunt and made helpless from despair. Perhaps to suit the mood, the World 4 theme from Eversion began sounding in the background. In any case, I continued more or less undaunted.

Steadily, the environment began becoming clearer and brighter. So too, in a sense, did the structure. Dirt and rocks were slowly replaced with grated steel and smooth concrete, until eventually, the surroundings resembled an urban transit area (well, minus the actual trains and tracks, but I digress). What's more, the women around me appeared much healthier and were much more lively overall. Curiously, they each were also only dressed in less concealing bedclothes. Concurrently, the music subsided. Much of this view somewhat reminded me of one of my earliest recorded dreams. I glanced up expectingly at my guide, who only simpered back at me.

It was only then that I noticed my strength slipping away. Each step now strained me greatly, and E's weight was finally bearing down on me. I could barely haul us both towards an emergency exit. But, the second I tried opening it, I immediately collapsed. So too did the dream.

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Something about being on a black haired giantess' head. I rope down a strand of her hair to get at eye level.

Something about stopping a giantess from rampaging in a city.

Created Monday 05 November 2018

Just fragments and a brief LD.

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Playing a Mario game.

Showering in an unknown small bathroom. I got semi-aware, and started 'daydreaming' about getting into a boss fight for some reason. Cut. False awakening in a bedroom, where I pretty much do as above.

DEILD transition, first into a dreamlet, then a dream. I start visualizing a boss fight as above. This first took form as a typical 16-bit RPG battle screen. Warp to my actually battling in the void. I was in a gunfight with a light-skinned woman in a 20's mobster get-up. Despite our automatic firearms and the lack of cover, neither of our shots struck true. "Danger in the Dance Floor" from Sonic Mania was sounding in the background. The dream collapsed rather quickly.

Created Saturday 03 November 2018

Got that WILD to note, along with a fragment or two.

Dream 1 - Seated WILD

The visuals were dim, and fluctuated between blurriness and some clarity. WILD transition during seated meditation (that's a first for me). My body felt especially (perhaps disturbingly) numb and light, but also quite weak. I mostly just preoccupied myself with looking around at my surroundings. After a few minutes of moving around, I'd get reanchored back to the seat. There was one point where I'd warped outside into an eerie courtyard, but only briefly. At other moments, I floated around the house, but couldn't keep up in the air for long. I made several attempts at calling my guide, without success. Ditto at summoning a tortoise, my laptop (which I'd completely forgotten was only a few feet away!), and even at projecting myself outward to another's dream. In one of the final instances, I crawled back to bed, just to see what would occur if I 'slept'. Of course, I just got reanchored in the seat a minute later. Eventually, I stirred, and awakened.

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At a hotel with family. Cut to a Law-and-Order-inspired animated movie. This even had voice clips from Jerry Orbach, lines that were supposedly recorded years before in a related project just before he'd died.

Cooking at home. Unlike in real life, the front left burner actually worked. I only casually questioned as much.

Created Friday 02 November 2018

Got a DILD to note, along with a few fragments.

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At a hotel with family.

Dream 1 - Monster Form Quick Race

Scene 1 - Imagined Flight Warp
Unknown transitions until this point. The visuals were clear. I was standing on a balcony overlooking an old suburbs, clear blue sky above. Somehow, I became aware. I imagined myself blasting off into the aether. I almost felt myself getting that much done, only for things to warp.

Scene 2 - Brutish Race
Similar visuals. I was now floating out of my house towards the driveway. My brothers were there, both entering an unknown (mauve-colored?) SUV. On a whim, I transformed myself into a hulking monstrosity, complete with oversized claws and bone-plated skin. I showed off this form to one of my bros, but he didn't care. Next, I opted to race them to the front of the complex. The two instantly cruised ahead, easily taking the lead, even despite my cumbersome form. Lucky for me, traffic kept them from actually reaching the exit. As such, I managed to get the win. Both my brothers, perhaps out of spite, claimed I wasn't the victor, but was in fact surpassed by someone named "Lindsey". But I knew better, and called them out for trying to pull a fast one on me.

Things collapsed shortly afterwards.

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Something of being in an ancient library. Various writers were transcribing scrolls.

In an antiquated airship, its interior made of wood. Storm clouds obscured the view outside. There was a foreboding tension in the air.

Created Wednesday 31 October 2018

Got fragments today, which includes a short DILD.

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Another Seinfeld dream?

Riding around an elementary school bus, of all things. Someone's giving a lecture on patience and leadership. I step out, and accompany an unknown young black girl to her class. She complained about the lesson, but I assured her it would be useful in time. The moment I entered her class, I suddenly became aware. I claimed I was late for a meeting. The girl insisted that she'd give me a ride there, but I declined; after all, how could she even manage such? I was making my way out of an office, when these young punks insulted me. I ignored them, and blurted something about their comedy needing work. The dream collapsed shortly after.

At home. Out in the driveway, mom almost unwittingly ran over my niece. I scold ma for her carelessness. But, she didn't seem all that concerned, much to my outrage.

Created Tuesday 30 October 2018

Got a DILD/DIELD to note, along with some fragments and non-dream states.

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In a school's cafeteria.

Watching Seinfeld. Kramer is having invasive surgery done to him due to a common illness gone wrong. Still, he was exceedingly paranoid about the whole situation.I was given his role. Got sudden awareness. I vibrated in place, trying my best to teleport. But, to my horror, this didn't seem to work. The dream collapsed in seconds. DEILD a minute later.

Dream 1 - Too Anxious for the Entreaty

The visuals were a bit blurred. DEILD transition in bed. I immediately launch myself out of the house and to the twilight clouds above. During my flight, I pass an entire tropical forest, then crossed a whole ocean. Took a moment to spin and rub my hands. A few minutes in, I took a better view of the stars. But as I looked closer, I found these were actually small, stationary, glowing orbs floating in midair, some distant, and others very close by. Stopping over a suburban island, I called out to the cosmos, entreating it to take me to the Backyard. Anticipation got the better of me. The dream collapsed soon after.

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Several near-ream transitions from REM Atonia. In one, I create an explosion, unwittingly collapsing the state entirely. Various others had me spinning in place momentarily before things got disrupted.

Something about Doom, or some other dark sci-fi setting?

In the living room at home. My brother was there,as were my niece and my cousin's baby. I tried to RC, but the others kept interrupting me in some way or another. A kid's song was sounding in the background.

Created Sunday 28 October 2018

Got a DILD and some fragments. There's a lot more to the latter that I've forgotten.

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Wandering around an urban area at daytime. Several family members were around, including my sister and mom. We later stop by an old colonial era (seaside?) wall, complete with rows of cannons. Sis and I float up to the top for a better look. Suddenly, some invisible emergency occurs, causing massive casualties. To both our horrors, mom was one of the victims. My sister and I broke down and cried.

Similar sightseeing as above, but at night time, and with 100% less tragedies.

Dream 1 - Flickering Sea Lights Awareness

The visuals were quite dim. I was in a beach during a stormy night. Several close and extended family members were around. It seemed we'd all intentionally gone out of our way to go during such a hazard for the sake of it. I ran through the waves, then began flying over them when they became especially rough, cutting right over the tides.

Soon, I noticed faint lights flickering in the sea. This caused spontaneous awareness. As I looked closer, I discerned one of those lights were actually a street light jutting out of the water.

Things started destabilizing. Staring closely at the lights helped, but only for about half a minute. Ditto for rubbing my hands. Without warning, I was dragged into deep water. I spun around, barely keeping both my face over the surface, and hold of the dream.

Lucidity lost. It'd since become dawn. I trudged out of the deeper water towards the others. All of them were huddled on a round marble platform, which itself was partially submerged. I squeezed myself inside, but it became apparent we couldn't comfortably remain as such. And so, they decided to allot turns. With an almost troubling unanimity, someone else (my brother?) and I were relegated as one of the last to go on there.

Not sure of anything else until the dream ended.

Created Saturday 27 October 2018

Only got some minor things today. There's a lot of other dreams I've forgotten, one of which I suspected was an LD...

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Playing TF2 as the Demoman. I repeatedly tried to blow up a sentry nest, with no luck. Even once I did clear it, I left myself exposed. This prompted unfriendly responses from my own team.

Walking around town, I think? Warp. I was taking a shower in the large bathroom. I glance to the mirror, when I see my face suddenly blurring up. But, it was some unrelated thoughts of how I got there triggered lucidity. Donned only boxers, I float cross-legged towards the mirror. I then phased through it into a blurred void. Things collapsed shortly after.

Created Thursday 25 October 2018

Got a brief DILD, a fragment, and a long dream to note.

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Flying around town during daytime, going south through a local street. I go at the edge of the street, when I start thinking over just what circumstances would allow me to fly in the first place. Cue lucidity. I only managed to fly across before the dream collapsed.

Playing a 3D Mario game. This was far darker in tone, and had a lot more going on screen at a time. There was a painful segment in a castle where I was required to get hurt and collect power-ups repeatedly to survive. I managed to clear the game, but got a rather bittersweet ending that involved most of the extended cast and worlds dying off.

Dream 1 - Poacher Mansion Raid Collateral

The visuals were a bit dim. I was the young leader of a traditional warrior tribe in western Africa, one of the last few of such groups in the world. Dressed in hides, feathers, and bone, armed with spears, axes, and daggers, me and four other tribesmen set out to raid a mansion, a known hideout for poachers. A "foreigner" also joined us, a ranger from the local forest. Unlike the rest of us, he was dressed in a green shirt, khakis, and hiking boots, and was armed with an old shotgun. Our mission was to infiltrate the mansion, find the enemy leader, and capture or (if necessary) kill him.

My warriors set out at twilight. From the cover of the forest, we soon arrived at the mansion's entrance. The place was isolated from the rest of civilization, which might've explained the lax security. Our group crept around the entrance all the way to the backdoor. Once inside, we paced up a nearby stairway. We head up two levels to a small room, when we heard someone passing through another stairway all the way across. The other warriors prepared themselves besides that entryway, while the ranger and I waited head on. For a brief moment, I, as myself, took a moment to reflect on the nature of violence...

Our enemy was approaching. We were ready to pounce. The figure steps out of the entryway. "Stop!", the ranger yelled suddenly. Ahead of us was a man with a grey shirt and cargo pants, the typical outfit for poachers. And yet, the now confused man and the ranger talked to each other as if they recognized one another, speaking in a Western tongue (which, to the tribesmen and I, sounded like complete gibberish). Eventually, the ranger explained that this man was actually a law enforcer going undercover. It seemed our intrusion would compromise the detective's assignment. As such, I agreed to save the raid for another time, if under protest. The agent saw us out the backdoor, and took his leave.

Still, I wasn't quite satisfied. I had us all sneak around to the front, if only to see what we were dealing with. Then, through a window on the side of the building, we spotted a large gathering of poachers, about 30 of them, all lounging around, or perhaps in some kind of group meeting. I simply observed in the shadows for a while, trying to familiarize myself with each of them. Among the most outspoken of the bunch was an older light skinned African. Maybe a lieutenant? At the time, most seemed to lack conventional weapons, and none had anything larger than a pistol.

But, it seemed I made a terrible mistake: the poachers also collected living exotic animals from all over the globe. This was made readily apparent when, from out a corner, charged a grizzly bear. With shields and spears drawn, we held our ground. The bear, in turn, stood up, ready to swipe. The perfect moment to attack. As me and three others distracted it with our shields, another warrior made an expert thrust right in the beast's jugular. We then circled around, avoiding its frenzied reprisal. Within a span of thirty seconds, the creature could no longer defend itself. A few jabs at the back of its head finally did it in.

Just then, a poacher peeked out from a side door. Acting quickly, I hurled my axe at him, planting it right between his eyes. Unfortunately, this instantly alerted the entire compound. Enemies were now flooding towards us. Warrior or not, there was no way we could take on thirty at once. We retreated as fast as we could, and we actually got a good lead on our enemies. But, as we pressed on, one of our warriors had been fatally wounded. Although he'd the willpower to keep up, and possibly survive the chase, there was still no way to save him afterwards. He opted instead to face the pursuers head on, if only to buy time...

The chase continued throughout the wilderness. Then, in a clearing, my group stumbled into an entire school's computer lab, completely out in the open. Such a discovery paralyzed us. There was nowhere else to turn, yet we did not want to involve innocents into our conflict. Woefully, the poachers didn't have the same idea. They fired into the area heedlessly. Once they'd closed in, those madmen knowingly butchered anyone in their way, adults and children alike. At that point, I was sure fighting back would accomplish nothing, only delay the inevitable for everyone. Calling out to my men, I commanded them to rescue anyone they can then retreat. I myself took hold of a small girl in a school uniform, no older than seven years, too frozen in panic to even move. Abandoning my heavier armaments, I hauled her out of the site. Guilt was
quickly weighing in on me...

Don't recall how this ended.

Created Wednesday 24 October 2018

Got two LD loops and a fragment or two.

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Watching some action/horror movie.

Dream 1 - Pinch and Tickle Gag

Scene 1 - A Goku vs. Piccolo Fight
The visuals were a bit blurred. Spectator mode.This took place i n the main lobby of a condo complex. Goku and Piccolo from Dragon Ball Z suddenly appeared, both cartoony figures contrasting the environment. The two were locked in high-speed fisticuffs. At times, I took control of Goku's movements, at times in first person, and at others in third-person. No matter the perspective, I could otherwise feel and hear from his point of view. Either way, neither fighters had the upper hand over the other.

Various forgotten transitions before the one below.

Scene 2 - She's Got My Eye! Well, More or Less...
The visuals were very dim. False awakening in bed. I quickly got aware. I called out to my guide, E. Almost immediately, I sensed her forming behind me. I turn to look at her, when she suddenly gouges her index finger through my left lower eyelid. After pinching between my cheek and said eyelid, my guide tried pulling me towards her. Gotta say, that stung like hell! I calmly asked her to let go, but she merely laughed this off.

Various transitions. There were at least two repeats of this scene. Several unknown transitions, where I'd lost lucidity, until getting to below.

Scene 3 - Mobile Destabilization
The visuals were blurred. I falsely awaken in the floor of the small upstairs bathroom. After thinking over how I'd even get there, I slowly figured the dream. I run out to the hallway, faint sunlight providing illumination, and continued all the way downstairs. Things were destabilizing. So, I started rubbing my hands, and when that didn't work, I spun around. But, neither of these actions helped. Warp. Transition.

Scene 4 - Tickle Submission Hold
The visuals were very dim. I was back in bed. Still aware. Once again, I called out to my guide. But, before she could try any funny business, I grabbed her bare foot, then got my revenge by tickling her. Giggling to the point of helplessness, she finally relented. I pondered in silence for a moment before speaking.

"What the heck?", I pressed of her. "Why'd ya do that whole eye-pinching thing?"

E shrugged. "Well, I got your attention, didn't I?"

"Fair enough, I guess..."

There were more pertinent things in mind, but unfortunately, a bunch of other random thoughts drowned those out. Of these were for me and her to, of all things, vocally imitate scenes from random media. Can't even recall what they were. After that were more, uh, base desires. A... warm moment occurred. Afterwards, the dream collapsed.

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At home. Various family members were around. So too was E, who appeared only in bed clothes. We talked about the above dream.

Dream 2 - Cobalt Banshee

Scene 1 - Escape the Banshee!
The visuals were quite blurred. I was upstairs watching TV in the master bedroom. Various other family members were also around.

Just then, a ghost appeared out of nowhere, her hair white, skin cobalt blue and with a darker tinted frilled dress to match. Scowl aside, she looked rather comely. Given her sorrowful and angered wailing, she was certainly a banshee. The phantom darted from person to person, screaming into their ears until they'd lost consciousness, or worse. Unsuited to this whole terror, the Overworld Theme from Super Mario Land was sounding loudly in the background.

I wised up to the dream, but was no less frightened. So, I rushed downstairs to the living room, where I conjured E once again.

"What's wrong", she asked blasely?

I pointed towards the stairs. "Heads up. We've got company."

I took a defensive stance, waiting for the ghost to appear. But after a minute, it seemed she simply left. Did it flee, I wondered?

Transition.

Scene 2 - Beware the Banshee!
Similar visuals. Repeat of the above. But, when I got to the living room, I found that the banshee was already waiting for me. In an instant, she took grasp of me, and cried her horrid wail. Warp. Transition.

Scene 3 - An Understanding...?
The visuals were dim. I was in bed. More pertinently, the banshee was still holding me down. Before she yelled again, I spoke, asking her for reprieve. Gently stroking her face, I got into an entire monologue about peace and forgiveness and all that jazz. It looked as if she'd calmed down, and was perhaps even mesmerized by my words. We had a silent moment of understanding... only for her to suddenly blare out yet again. I was shocked out of the dream.

Created Tuesday 23 October 2018

Got a fragment and that WILD to note. There were plenty of other things, but I've since forgotten of them.

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Something about a WarioWare game? There was some divisive socio-political content in the game. Cue flame wars.

Dream 1 - Magic Rooftop Free-For-All

Scene 1 - Mobile Stability
The visuals started dim and a bit blurred. WILD transition in bed during the dead of night. I slouch to the living room. I rub my hands, but this causes the opposite of stability. At the point of collapse, I spun in place, and kept moving around in general. Things were corrected within 30 seconds, but I went on longer just in case. I walked towards the back door, only to immediately phase halfway through the ground. I shrunk myself to about 1 foot in height, hoping this would fix things. Destabilzation. Warp.

Scene 2 - Wizard Battle
The visuals were brighter but still a bit blurred. I was flying over a walled medieval city during early morning, the environment rendered in cel-shaded CGI. Common folk were lingering about on the walls, and on the rooftops of buildings below. At times, there was some occasional lag in the others' movements. In fact, much like in some lazy cartoons and anime, several people didn't seem to have any animations at all...

In an instant, the surroundings were replaced, now taking the form of an Imperial age Chinese city. Furthermore, things appeared "drawn" in 2D. Various figures were in darting all around on the rooftops. I swooped in for a closer look, to find I'd stumbled into a wizard battle. Much like a multiplayer deathmatch, these robed mages were blasting each other with the elements, while avoiding such attacks with levitation, illusions, and simple cover. A few appeared as long haired young men and women, a few others as white bearded old men. The rest were either wearing concealing clothing, or were too far away to distinguish.

My visual perspective skews. Now, my own "avatar" appeared below in an isometric top-down view, appearing as a brown haired guy not exactly to my likeness. Tactile and audio sensations were retained in said avatar. I realign my view, and joined in battle. But, upon shooting a single fireball, things began destabilizing. I instantly discorporated back to a top down view to correct this. Anyway, I attacked the mages indiscriminately. With a raised hand, I fired various spells,a fire stream spell with my right, and with my left, ice waves. I then merged of the two, the combination swirling into an orb of both elements. It seems I was far more aggressive than the others. In the end, I chased away all of my opponents off the buildings, forcing them to contend in the streets below.

Destabilization. Warp

Scene 3 - Thanks For Noticing Me
The visuals were dim once again. I was back in the living room, faint twilight providing some illumination. I take one step forward, only to find something was holding me back. Specifically, the coils of a massive, black scaled serpent, which was wrapped on my torso. A glance beside me revealed the real culprit: my guide, E, in her naga form, her narrow eyes and toothy grin gleaming in the darkness. She appeared thinner than usual. Still, E's distinct chortling further confirmed her identity.. She pulled my head to her arms. I all but burned with inquiry. Unfortunately, I sensed the dream was at its end. At the very least, I thanked her for being with me even for that brief moment. The dream collapsed within seconds.

Created Monday 22 October 2018

Just a bunch of fragments today.

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Watching Black Panther. Killmonger's role was changed up a bit.

At a school. I get provoked into a fight.

Watching Steven Universe. Some antics between the title character and Peridot. Cut. I falsely awaken in an unknown bedroom. There was someone sleeping beside me, a short, stout woman with straight black hair, bed sheets covering her nudity. Mom then appeared out of nowhere. She told me to place the woman on a mattress below. I did as much. The woman was a lot lighter than expected. She suddenly woke up, and complained about (in her words) needing to go "pee pee". I was told she stayed awake for only 1 hour each day, and required only had 10% the nutritional requirements of an average person.

Working as a builder/contractor. I was tasked with completing a part of a new "booze line", a new utility that does exactly as advertised (if limited by brand). One of the last jobs took place in the basement of an urban apartment building.

Watching the Simpsons. Marge was roped into a protein food pyramid scheme. She, in turn, got a muscular woman to work for her. Later, Marge visited said woman in her studio, only to find her engorging on the supply. Marge tries stopping her, when she notices a batch of "Waffle Flavored Power Cereal" was untouched. Upon being asked, Marge's subordinate claimed she disliked that variety. So, Marge tries it, and finds she can't put the stuff down.

Floating somewhere outside to avoid a monstrous human-like creature, possibly a Titan.

At home. I talk with my brother. An unknown woman visits. I bow awkwardly to either greet her or thank her for something. Later, I use a plastic prong as a toothpick.

Created Saturday 19 October 2018

Got a few things to note.

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In a computer lab. A pal was there with a new girlfriend. I thought she looked familiar somehow, but pretended not to have known her.

Spectator mode. A group of workers were on an industrial site early in the morning. They had trouble lifting a large grate, a few almost getting their hands smashed in.

Playing a simultaneous multiplayer Donkey Kong Country game with my niece. We're climbing up a tower. At the top, we encounter a living fire type boss.

Dream 1 - Donut Rush

Scene 1 - Creepy Focus At Work
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was back at my old job at the gas station. There didn't seem to be any recognizable former co-workers. For a while, I was manning the register, floating around as I organized the stock there and minded customers. At times, I also put myself in a meditative trance, but cut these short when people claimed I looked creepy doing so. Later on, the supervisor (an unknown middle aged man) showed up, along with a vast gathering of former workers, even my brother. This was supposed to be some kind of big party, with cake and food and everything. I wanted to try some of those things, but the dream collapsed. DEILD back in seconds later.

Scene 2 - Donut Season
The visuals were dimmer. Lucid from the start. I was back in the same place above, entering from the front door. A high-tech security gate blocked access to the hot food and drink area. I floated over there, and, after pushing a bunch of random buttons on a panel, I managed to bypass the gate.

Behind that were several rows of countertops slotted with storage bins. A heap of donuts were piled inside each containers, many with flavors fitting the season (such as pumpkin cream and candy-corn-colored icing). Of course, I chowed down. Most were initially insubstantial in both texture and taste, but that was corrected in time. Either way, I could easily gulp down each donut in a single bite or two. I also rubbed my hands for good measure.

The opposite end of the store had a similar deal. I continued my binging there, until the dream collapsed.

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Walking, then floating down a suburban sidewalk. Later, I arrived in a school. I meet up with some scrawny kid and his chaperone (a light haired man). But, I remembered too late that I was late for class. The two mock me for such forgetfulness. In retaliation, I shot them with energy blasts as I rushed off. From a balcony, I phase through a window and into my class. I got paralyzed, and was floated down supine to the floor. Sudden quakes shook the area. While imagining what was causing this, the dream collapsed.

Created Friday 19 October 2018

Got a WILD/DEILD loop to note.

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Various WILD/DEILD chains. Most collapsed within seconds, often right after I floated out the . In one case, I'm dragged into a white void, where a female voice laughs at and taunts me. Another supposedly had a roach flying around my bedroom before I got up. I slowly spun in midair during the last one, until the dream collapsed again. DEILD transition two minutes later.

Dream 1 - Rickety Tortoise Waterfall Slide

The visuals were blurred. DEILD transition in bed. I float to the lounge, struggling to do so due to fatigue and dizziness. Had to take a moment to rub my hands and (ironic as it sounds) spin in place to stabilize the dream.

With the competition and tasks in mind, I glance at the bureau nearby. Sure enough, the glass tortoise statue was there in its rightful place. With a touch, I brought it to life. Unlike the statue, this creature was small enough to fit on one of my outstretched hands, and was colored naturally instead of the vibrant patterns of its previous glass form. Moreover, the sclera and irides in its eyes were distinctly human-like. It otherwise behaved as any animal of its kind.

I carried the tortoise off towards the living room, levitating it over my hand halfway through for the fun of it. That's when I saw an even larger tortoise was ahead, its shell alone at least 3-feet in diameter. It was struggling in vain to crawl out the glass sliding door. I similarly tried phasing past it, but even with 20 seconds of effort, I couldn't get through. So, I commanded the smaller tortoise to break it. The animal winded back out of view, then, while spinning, flung itself to the door. Despite the harsh impact, this proved ineffective. I resigned to just opening the dang thing, and actually managed to pull it off (quite surprising, given how that rarely ever worked before).

Out I went, to find an impossible structure awaiting me: a massive, rickety tower held together by random junk. I fly myself instantly over clouds and to the top of the structure, if overshooting by a story or two. As per the TOTM, I start imagining a waterfall would await me below.

Things warped. A tall, thin mountain had now replaced the junk tower. Everything now appeared "rendered" in blocky graphics similar to Minecraft. I almost got annoyed, but actually seeing a waterfall below, and hearing Leading Lights from Sonic Adventure, mollified me. I dived towards it, and allowed the water to carry me away. The first few seconds were a bit slow before momentum caught up. I fell into a sheer drop, only to collide chin-first on a rocky overhang. I was then launched away from the stream and into a narrow pit, tumbling around in pitch darkness for a bit before getting sent back outside into the waterfall. The descent continued for a few hundred feet more, until I abruptly crashed back-first onto jagged rocks. Though painless, the shock of the impact nonetheless knocked me out of the dream.

Not much today, despite my efforts...

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Going out for a long walk around town. I pass near an elementary school.

A visualization of a nursery rhyme that quickly takes a nightmarish turn.

Looking at a Greek myth related comic strip. The latest batch revolved around the Odyssey. There were a few strips of the Cyclops gobbling down Odysseus' men by the dozen, all while Odysseus converses with the monster nonchalantly about completely unrelated things.

Dream 1 - Persistent Pursuers

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was walking around town, going eastward past a local plaza. For no fathomable reason, flew into the middle of the traffic. Two other pedestrians, a woman and an old man, yelled at me for such foolishness.

Skip ahead further the street. Wilderness replaced the houses to the south. The north was instead lined with the tents of seasonal shops and amusement centers, colorful decorations hanging off their surfaces and from power lines near the structures. I went under one such tent to look around. Several relatives were around, though I can't recall who exactly.

I was watching a some kind of performance, when I was suddenly accosted by at least half a dozen wild dogs. A few of the canines got a hold of my arms, but I managed to wrench free. I fought back, and could keep the group from surrounding me, yet they wouldn't let up. So, I floated up, just barely getting out of their jumping distance.

But then, some woman in a pink shirt and jeans flew in after me. She tried clasping me, but was going much too quickly to get a good grasp. In response, I kicked off a surface away from her, if stronger than anticipated. Indeed, it seemed the woman didn't expect as much either, as she couldn't catch up at all.

Almost immediately, I ended up back near the plaza. That's when yet another assailant, an employee from the McDonald's below, chased me as well. They mis-blamed me for stealing food. Had I better control of my flight, I would've tried clarifying things, but that didn't happen. Still, it didn't seem they were in the mood to talk. What's more, an interface revealed their having "powered up" beforehand so as to conjure Broly. As if on cue, I slowed down without input. Even powering up myself didn't help. Luckily, I was still got out of sight.

Cut closer to home, where I was floating down the street a few feet just above the sidewalk. Just then, I was shrunken down to a few inches high. Several kids passing through noticed, and tried catching me, even threatening to eat me. How annoying. I slinked through a fence, but one was persistent enough to climb over.

My perspective zoomed out. Things now appeared like some cheap Flash platformer game. Indeed, I was now taking part in a "boss fight" against the now giant kid that was chasing me. Just a simple matter of jumping on the brats head while avoiding getting myself swatted. It took minutes before I finally took him down. But then, I had to contend against a much more formidable opponent: the kid's own mother. Like some demon from hell, she rose from the depths, quaking the surroundings in her fury.

The dream collapsed immediately after.