Dream Logs DWN-12

Got a (surprise and surprisingly long) DILD to and dreamlets to note. Besides these, there was also one dream earlier in the morning, though I can't recall much at the moment.

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Vague memories of being in a torch-lit temple.

Dream 1 - Two Twilights

The visuals were pretty clear. I was walking around a shoddy urban area during twilight.

At one point, I stop by near the remnants of an abandoned apartment building, almost entirely stripped down to its support frames. A massive renovation was underway, of which the main stairway and a canopy were being worked on at the time. I'd entertained the thought of buying the place for whatever reason, if only briefly. My daydreaming of that almost caused me to stumble into the others' work, so I left.

Later, I cut through a gas station's lot. It seemed there was an abundance of armed security. Of them, some looked and sounded like what I perceived as West African military men. One of said men with a clipboard and glasses walked around asking passerby's questions, including whether one has participated in armed service. Not seeing any point to that, I hurried away, and almost got run over by a truck for my trouble.

I eventually end up in a less shabby urban area, a neighborhood to which I supposedly resided. A group of Japanese middle school kids walked by and towards a nearby white apartment building. One girl seemed very familiar. In dream, she was just a friendly neighbor's kid that I'd routinely walk upstairs. When in the building, I spontaneously began meditating while floating around crosslegged. The girl and her friends asked many questions on such. As I reflected, I finally realized the dream state.

While remaining seated, I flew out the nearest window and to the roof. The sun had arisen over a clear sky. I continued meditating, focusing on the blue horizon. I then launched myself to the distance, though with constant intermissions of reclarifying/restabilizing the environment.

Soon, I arrived in the middle of the ocean, hovering several feet above the water. Had thoughts on the TOTM, though these were muddled by false memories. Cue a fruitless search for an island. Eventually, I do find a tiny empty landmass. It's there that I try the telekinesis/shape changing task. Try as I may, I couldn't even move a single grain of sand. Got bored, so I took off.

Not long after, I landed on the streets of a beachside plaza, where I took a stroll by the shores. I was debating on which task to do next, when big waves toppled me backwards. The tides grew fiercer with time. Before long, a massive tidal wave was forming, large enough to destroy the area. I, through desperation, magically held the torrent in its place. After that, controlling that water was surprisingly easy. I had it wobble around for a moment, and, on a whim, froze it instantly. I then smoothed the ice wall into a flat surface, save for its crest, which I transformed into a pile of snow.

Next TOTM in mind was the flag task. I walked to the highest point in the sand. Had to hand rub momentarily to restabilize things. Anyway, I picked up stick, and had it slowly morph into a white metal pole. I then tried creating a flag on it. Took having the pole unwittingly change into various street signs, but eventually, I managed to have a plain white banner attached. Next, I announced, "I hereby claim this place in my name", and firmly planted the flag in the sand. Concurrently, Mario's victory theme from Super Smash Bros. triumphantly sounded in the background. I soon noticed the Eye of Horus (or a similar symbol) appeared on the flag's face. Mysterious indeed, but it didn't feel appropriate to explore that at the moment.

The sun was setting. Sensing destabilization, I hurried to complete that telekinesis task (again). There was someone else following me, unknown to me even then, yet I still felt acquainted enough to relay my thoughts to them. Anyway, I fly around, until I stumble upon a small island of short mangroves and underwater brambles. I telekinetically lift a vine, and try forming it into a stone tower. Instead, it assumes the shape of a muddy dirt mound just barely tall enough to reach out the water's surface. Eh, good enough, I thought.

Things collapsed shortly afterwards.

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Many dreamlets, now mostly a hazy memory. Most of these occurred in a forest region. Others were brief glimpses of traffic near shopping plazas.