lucid

Created Sunday 15 July 2018

Got a dream and a WILD loop to note, though I've forgotten much of the non-lucid portions of the latter.

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Flying around at daytime. I thought I was LDing after waking up from this, but I can't prove that.

Dream 1 - Hidden Designer Base

The visuals were clear. I was entering a community center, one of numerous structures within a massive building complex. Apparently, I was infiltrating the place as part of a mission, of which wasn't entirely outlined at the moment.

Numerous people were waiting in the front lounge, several distinctly cartoon figures. Of the latter group, I identified Bugs Bunny, and a heroically built cowboy. An armed guard and receptionist screened a gate further ahead. To get past them, I had to cause a commotion, which I managed by provoking those above-distinguished animated characters into attack each either.

I sneaked through a cafeteria kitchen, and made my way into a small public computer lab. There, I gather further instructions on my objective. There were details of a high-profile clothing designer (slim woman in her 50's), and, more importantly, a secret bunker she'd hidden underground near the very site I stood in. I was tasked with breaking in there unnoticed, and steal a prototype of her latest dress. Much as one would spoil movies or games, I Googled a guide describing the target site's layout, making note of various alarm and gas traps. I then took a different nearby exit past another security gate, a middle aged black woman guarding the area. For a moment, I wanted to go back to look for random trivia, but was told I needed a library card, to which I admitted not having.

Skip back to the lobby, then to the gate near the kitchen, all of which had been emptied. I continued onwards out a backdoor. This took me to a wide courtyard, night sky above. In the center was an even larger structure, the site of my mark. Contrasting the surrounding buildings, this one was completely unlit.

Anyway, I opened a roll-up door on the side of the building, and broke in. Inside was an entire warehouse of fancy clothing, many already arranged in racks. I soon heard the steps of footsteps approaching, so I hid behind some of said clothes. In appears the designer, along with a group of execs and a full guard detail. She promotes her wares, odd, given the near pitch-darkness. There may have been word about contraband, or at least something of questionable legality. To better conceal myself, I turned invisible. This proved highly impractical, for doing so not only required my yelling out at the top of my lungs (I even shouted "FIND ME" at times!), but to also frequently repeat the action. And yet, it seemed the others were none the wiser. There were a few close calls, though it was due more to a clumsy misstep than from any noise I made.

After prodding around, I found a hidden hatch near a pillar, the entryway to the bunker. Opening it revealed a stairway spanning to inscrutable depths. I continued a few stories below, before turning a hallway. At the end of that was the only door in sight. Inside that was a narrow room. All its walls were built of solid steel, save for the furthest one, which was made of bullet proof glass. A lower level was visible below, the area almost completely darkened, if it weren't for a spotlight featuring a small safe. The mark, no doubt.

I noticed various unlabeled dials and levers nearby. Now, I knew better than to just activate any of these willy nilly... except I did so anyway. Such overeagerness cost me dearly. Within seconds, alarms were blaring, my exit was sealed shut by a vault door, and the hissing of gas could be heard above. I could just imagine that designer's smug amusement at my predicament. Still, I "figured" this was only a game. And so, through an interface, I merely exited to the 'main menu'. Quite a disappointment, losing the way I did, but it was better than dying.

Now, I found myself in a cold forest during an especially brilliant night. Gigantic walls of an enormous city could be seen in the distance, its many sparkling lights not diminishing the view of the cosmos above. Such an unbelievable view had me in awe. It also almost lead to awareness. Unfortunately, just as I was bordering lucidity, that cat woke me up.

Dream 2 - WILD Jaunt

WILD transition in bed. I rub on the mattress to confirm. There were supposedly several housemates arguing in another room, but I disbelieved that entirely. It took a few tries at rolling out the bed before I fell to the void, where I rubbed my hands thoroughly before waiting out a transition.

My first warp took me within dark caverns. I flew out the nearest exit, then got instantly teleported again. Next stop was in a misty forest of dead trees, a strange purple light in the distance the only source of visibility. Soon, I stumbled upon a campfire. A savage witch was performing a ritual there, her hair unkempt and cloak in scanty tatters. Various figures were hidden in the tree's branches, possibly others of her kind, if not far more frightful things. I carefully approached the sorceress for a closer look, only to get pulled away by a mysterious force.

I was then warped in a snowy forest at night. Visible in the distance was a whimsical town, quite small, yet glistening with extravagant lights. Like something out of a Disney movie. I flew by a few houses, but couldn't really get too far before yet another transition.

This time, I ended up in the outskirts of a town at early dawn. Contrasting the above, this was a bleak and derelict site. I strolled by a few of the more exposed buildings, but saw no one around.

The dream collapsed soon afterwards. Don't recall other things clearly. Pretty sure I end up flying somewhere at daytime, with the possibility of being lucid. Something of my visiting distant relatives in a small house. Next was a false awakening, where some weird kid was in the lounge. Then, something of getting into an excessively brutal fight with my brother? Don't recall how this ended.

Created Saturday 14 July 2018

Got that DILD and a few other things to note. The non-LD portions aren't very clear, however.

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Swimming deep in the ocean with marine biologists. We could somehow speak clearly while underwater. The others had me join in eating live baby shrimp. I quickly regretted doing that; I don't even like the stuff when cooked! Cut to me in a fancy apartment with family. I'm embarrassed to find I've been afflicted with fleas.

Dream 1 - Hungry Summons

Scene 1 - Some Looped Emergency or Other
The visuals were blurred. Don't have too good memory of this. I've various false awakenings in an unknown home. Various family members were there. Something dangerous was occurring. I was bordering lucidity, but only just. Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Marloss Sacrifice
False awakening in an unknown bedroom, the morning sun peeking in from white-clothed shaded windows behind me. Remembering the above, I make a reality check via feeling for something in hand. Sensing as much informed lucidity. I reshaped this object, intending it to take the form of my guide, E. But, when I glanced beside me, I found it was a complete stranger. This was a plain-looking woman in her 30's, a light skinned and auburn haired Caucasian. Similar to my guide usual form, she appeared exceptionally tall and quite stout.

Initially, I was a bit wary. But, for her part, the woman soon proved to be very... uh, amiable. Just as I'd warmed up to her, the lady became mournful. That's when her mouth suddenly warped, melting into a toothless maw of slagging flesh. The monstrous female chomped at me, aiming straight for my face. I could only hold her back by a wrist's length. She expressed great remorse, claiming she was acting under compulsion to devour me. Her bites became more frantic and unpredictable. It was only a matter of time before my strength would fail.

In panic, I immediately conjured a Marloss Berry on my right hand, which appeared as a giant, flesh-like cherry. Any other time, I would've eaten it myself. But, instead, I'd offered it to the creature above me. I described the food being exceptionally filling and tasty. The monster woman was skeptical of such a claim. So, I crammed the berry into her mouth, taking care not to let her take my hand with it. And like that, the demoness' hunger subsided.

The woman's face soon reverted to normal. Her hair, though, constantly changed every other second, going from long with a fringe, to a bobcut, to childish pigtails, among others. The odd lady then got curious of the above magic. She wondered if I could summon her a trophy, of all things, and got ingenuously jubilant when I promised I'd do so later.

This moment lasted for two more minutes before the dream collapsed.

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Reloop of the first part of the above dream. A guy with brown hair and glasses was helping me out. I'd false memories of this happening the first time.

Created Friday 13 July 2018

Got some things to note, if incomplete recollection of such.

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At a school. I floated around for mundane reasons.

Dream 1 - End of the Ecumenical Temple

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in a supermarket with my brother and sister. I wander out of the place through one of several side exits, most of which were blocked by the store's shelves.

Next, I made my way through city streets, an area near the courts, if all the people in formal wear and in judge's robes were any indication. I myself was wearing the latter, yet still knew better than to think I was suited for such a role. Anyway, I float above a transit bridge and over the other side of a building. Near that was a smaller, antiquated structure, a place that I'd supposedly (co)owned. This was known as an 'Ecumenical Temple', a multi-religious establishment shared by a Protestant denomination, Eastern Orthodox Christians, and, I believe, Modern Orthodox Jews.

Apparently, I belonged in some fancy schmancy intellectual cabal, to whom I pitched the idea of starting said religious site as part of a social experiment. From its inception, the temple gained city-wide acclaim as a monument to tolerance and multiculturalism, not to mention the influx of membership. Thus, it came to a big surprise when the clergy, just over a year since this began, unanimously agreed to abandoning the place. They never explained why, though if I had to guess, they probably secretly resented each other.

I later regrouped with the cabal, the meeting taking place in a cozy lounge. One member was a short, balding man. Another looked very similar, or perhaps even was, S. Epatha Merkenson. We discussed what we'd do with the building. There was talk of converting it into a 'Public Center for Philosophical Learning', which, as I understood, was really more of a nuanced library. I opted we add Mathematics into the mix of subjects. The whole pitch fell flat on the basis of several other members looking for "something more practical".

I woke up soon afterwards. Unwitting dream transition while recalling the above.

Dream 2 - Oblivious Interloper

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was floating over a suburban neighborhood during dusk. Thought this was just a daydream initially, but I caught on soon enough.

I barged into a random 1-story house. There dwelled a typical nuclear family, all lounging around, not taking any notice of me at all. Off in the corner, a small boy was playing pretend by himself. He hides in the AC closet, only to find he wasn't alone. Out appeared a slim, fair skinned, black haired young woman in her early twenties, dressed only in a tanktop and boy shorts. She smiles reassuringly to the startled child, whom gazed warily at her. Once he was more or less calmed, the girl hurried off to a nearby room. I fly in after her.

Inside was an unkempt bedroom, mattress and random junk on the floor. The girl was rummaging around unheeded, seemingly out of curiosity rather than covetousness. Before she could spot me, I shrunk myself, intending to go to an inch high, but only getting down to about 12 inches or so. I stood still and observed, waiting to find out just what this girl's deal was. Just when I thought I'd gone unnoticed, the giant suddenly kneeled down and took hold of me. Given her mischievous smile, she seemed to already know I was there the whole time. I somehow slipped out of her grasp, and ran off. Once again, I'd assumed I was in the clear, only for her to press me down on the floor. The dream collapsed seconds later.

Created Monday 09 July 2018

Well, it was quite a morning. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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Walking around the neighborhood as part of my exercise routine during daytime. I later fly around instead. Several people claimed this was the sign of bad omens, and pressed me to deal with it.

Dream 1 - Eldritch Future Samurai Woman

The visuals were a bit dim. I was driving around an altered version of town during twilight. I stop at a small plaza by 88th St and 97th Ave. Not a few seconds in, I was confronted by an older rural white man, who requested that I leave the area. Although outwardly well mannered, he was seething with contempt. Indeed, he casually produced a less than subtle warning in the form of a shotgun.

Soon, a black sedan pulled up. Out steps a brown haired, light skinned man in a black suit, an intelligence officer, no doubt. In fact, I supposedly served for him as a CI. The agent spoke of a map he'd procured, of which marked the location of an incoming threat. Meanwhile, the old bigot was getting violently impatient. Having bigger things to worry about, the agent and I regrouped at a nearby condo complex to resume our discussion.

Eventually, we departed towards the a bridge in the city's bay, the above mentioned destination. Empty vehicles blocked the road, many appearing worn from years of disuse. Such an eerie sight. Just then, another figure stepped out, a slight Asiatic woman encased in white, futuristic body armor stylized as those of the Samurai. "You have nothing to worry about", she asserts. "The threat has been neutralized".

That's when she revealed eldritch powers of her own. From the depths rose a gigantic, two-headed demon in her likeness, one head black, the other white. The mysterious woman steps inside of it, her body dissolving and melding into the creature. In a similar fashion, the monster ripples out of existence. The alarm then woke me up.

Dream 2 - Assassin Vines

WILD transition in bed. Like usual, I roll off the bed with my eyes closed. It took a lot longer than usual to actually get off the mattress, and an atypical additional two-minutes spent spinning in nothingness before I finally landed on the floor.

Next, I head to the lounge, waiting out some blurriness. I overheard various housemates supposedly up and about, but I ignored that. Anyway, I walk out the front door, only to find an endless hallway where the neighborhood should be. This sight would've collapsed the dream entirely, had I not reacted with thorough hand rubbing.

Once I came to, I find myself outside proper, just past the driveway and on the road, a dawn sky above. I look around, taking in this vivid view. That's when I noticed an odd tree where the swietenia should've been. I approach it for a better look. Although the same height and having similar foliage as the aforementioned tree, its trunk was more similar to that of a palm, being straighter, narrower, and having fuzzy bark.

As in a previous dream, I attempted to shape it in the form of my guide, E. The tree soon giggled. Seconds later, a patch of thorned, half-wilted vines slithered their way from the top, pressing onto me in a most uncomfortable embrace. In response, I Shouted 'Yol Toor Shuul' at these vile orchids, intending to shoot fire at them, only to get a bit of smoke. I then Shouted a desperate 'Fus' as a last resort. The resulting gusts loosened the vines momentarily, allowing me to pull away to safety.

Things destabilized soon afterwards, and the dream ended. DEILD transition one minute later.

Dream 3 - Joy and Violence

Scene 1 - A Touching Moment
Back in bed, eyes shut. While awaiting a transition, I imagined E appearing at my side. Soon enough, I did indeed feel someone tugging at me nearby. No doubt my guide, given her distinct voice and the, uh, abundantly feminine shape I could so plainly sense. We rolled ourselves into an embrace, then into the void. A... shall we say, 'touching', moment followed.

Once settled, the environment began destabilizing. I was sorely disappointed of this. E chuckled. "Don't worry", she said. "Your dream isn't over yet." I was finally able to see her spectral form, only to watch her fade away promptly.

I found myself in a darkened endless plane, beige tiles forming the floor. A figure then popped up ahead of me, a generic 3d model of hairless man in a tux. On a lark, I provoked him into a fight, a good old fashioned brawl. Well, good for me, anyway; the other guy didn't seem to feel the same way. I eventually got the upper hand. As such, the polygon man scurried off.

Just then, someone threw random junk at me from behind and above. I looked back to find a small stone tower, probably only 15 ft in height. Reckoned some Shouts would put a stop to this. I yelled "Fus", but nothing happened. So, I tried "Yol Toor Shuul" again. An unseen heat wave struck the center of the tower. In the blink of an eye, a fiery explosion burst from within, instantly collapsing the structure.

Unknown transition momentarily.

Scene 2 - Hall of the Evil Successor
The visuals were a bit blurred. Still lucid. I had the form of an unknown muscled anime guy. Notably, I controlled him from a 3rd person view, while simultaneously hearing and feeling as if from my own perspective. The sight around me was of a hellish place, a dark hall built of skulls and ruin. Kenshiro was seated on a throne in the distance. Or rather, a corrupt and evil version of the character, a demonic aura emanating from his eyes. Guarding him were the ghosts of some of his most powerful friends and enemies.

Welp, good enough pretext as any for a fight. I rush through the hall, charging through anyone in my path. First up was Shin, who easily fell in one blow. Raoh and Souther then attacked in pair. I darted between their attacks, tripping each of them up before delivering a finishing blow. Next up was Rei, distinctly the only living being there besides Kenshiro himself. He was likewise more durable then the others. It took a rapid barrage of punches to finally bring him down.

Just as the boss fight was a bout to start, the dream suddenly collapsed.

Created Friday 06 July 2018

Got a fragment and a brief DILD to note.

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Riding in a crowded vehicle. A cousin was there.

Working in my old job at the gas station. Had trouble reloading some new coffee machines. At the register, a teenaged girl handed me a suspicious credit cart. The back was blank, while the front had a picture of herself, and, more pertinently, my name (last name first). No doubt this was a dream. Rubbed my fingers on the card and shouted to affirm the state. I then tried changing the girl into my guide, E, but the dream collapsed.

Created Thursday 05 July 2018

Got a decent DILD and two fragments to note. I probably could've remembered more of the last fragment, if I wasn't so distracted.

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At home. I was 'daydreaming' about my guide, E. Suddenly, I was in the shower with her as a tiny figure, almost accidentally getting myself squashed. That cat then woke me up.

Dream 1 - Unusual Sense of Fulfillment

Scene 1 - Happiness Without Success (and Some Bumps)
The visuals were dim. I falsely awaken in bed in the middle of the night. Got up and went to the lounge, where I realized the dream. But, I was too exhausted to continue, and dropped dead on the floor.

Rewind with rapid awareness. I get up and head to the front door. Tried just walking right through, but couldn't. Things were hazing up. I pretty much banged my head on the door for half a minute before I simply opened it. Upon taking one step outside, I began to thoroughly rub my hands/the environment, going on for a minute for absolute certainty. This gave me extreme clarity and stability within this state.

I slowly walk out of the complex. While sightseeing, I attempted various personal tasks/stunts. No luck with any of them, save for unexpectedly finding that I was then fully dressed in casual wear. And yet, I felt oddly content, perhaps even fulfilled. After a simple 5-minute stroll through part of the block, I decided to head back home and go straight to bed.

Home again. Awareness lost. I rummaged around in the kitchen, when I heard someone knocking on the door. My brother, Theseus appeared from upstairs to answer. There, I overheard him loudly arguing with supposed neighbor's of ours. I ignored most of this. Later, I walk out the place again. Seeing myself in underwear granted me awareness. That's when my 'neighbors' directed their gripes at me. They complained that my previous walk frightened their grandson, of whom was playing outside. Why a kid would be doing such in the middle of the night is beyond me. Anyway, I assured them the impossibility of such, what with it being my dream, and all, and headed back inside. They responded with nasty insinuations of my character, greatly upsetting me.

Things get unclear. Lost lucidity. I complain about the above with my siblings. This looped back, along with part of the stroll. There's thoughts of having revenge against those neighbors, if not acting out on such. Unknown transition. Possible reentry.

Scene 2 - Come Fly With Me
Similar visuals as above. I was walking around the neighborhood, this time accompanied with my brother, Adrian. Soon, I noticed the last parts of "Come Fly With Me" sounding in the backward, instantly resparking awareness. Per the song's title, I grabbed my bro, then flew us past the trees and far above into the night sky. Not too clear on other things. I know I head west, and probably mention a trip to the water park. Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - "Showing Off to Grandma"
The visuals were brighter but slightly blurrier. I was in a forested area, hurrying through a daytime thunderstorm. Adrian was with me yet again. Soon, we arrived at the side entrance of a mansion, supposedly a place we occupied. We take a moment to take off and rinse our outer garments before entering. Something about this retriggers awareness.

We look around the place, passing an entire banquet hall, as well as a space filled with mannequins in fancy late 19th century wear. Then, while turning a corner, I met up with my long deceased great grandma, who appeared far more active and in better health than I'd ever seen her. This gets me to float around in a meditative pose, though with some difficulty. Mom then appeared, and feigns outrage at my "showing off to grandma". The dream collapsed soon after.

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Playing through and reviewing a CPS2 Marvel game. Marvel Super Heroes, maybe?

Created Tuesday 03 July 2018

Got several things to note, a mix of non-LDs, a DILD, and a fragment or two.

Dream 1 - Mercs, Soup, and Police Evasion

Scene 1 - Metal Gear Solid AU - Familiar Stranger
The visuals were dim. Spectator mode. I was watching a revised Metal Gear Solid story walkthrough. Pan in to a parking garage. Solid Snake enters, dressed in a trenchcoat. He was accompanied by Meryl, who was similarly inconspicuously dressed. The two meet up with Master Miller and Liquid Snake, both in formal wear. In this setting, Liquid had not gone rogue, remaining in Foxhound as its leader. With Miller's help, Liquid planned to pull his brother out of retirement and back into the battlefield. Snake was wary of such arrangements, especially when given by (at the time) an unusually familiar stranger. During their talks, Meryl, in her nervous overeagerness, would blurt out questions and random exclamations, earning silent scowls from the others.

Unknown cut.

Scene 2 - All Souped Out
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was wandering around a local plaza during daytime. My brother and sister were accompanying me. One of them mentions something about a soup buffet that had recently opened around there. Very intriguing, though at the moment, I felt too full to get much enjoyment out of such.

Not clear on much where else we browsed. Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Urban Cathedral Police Chase
The visuals were less blurred. I was wandering around a relatively upscale urban area during an overcast day. Eventually, I cut through the back area of an empty cathedral, jumping over its cast-iron fence and circling around within its perimeter. When I passed by a tree, a bird darted out of its leaves and scurried away. There was something unusual about it, but I can't say what.

I circled all the way to the front gate, which, of course, was locked. So I flew up and over this barrier. Then, from my right, I heard someone shouting at me. Just my luck, I stumbled upon ongoing multiple arrests not 10 meters to my right. One of the officers demanded I kneel with my hands up. Since he was preoccupied, he told me to stay put.

Got bored after a minute. So, I turned invisible, and snuck away. The cops reacted quickly, but with luck, I barely avoided getting nabbed on the spot. I hurried through the neighborhood, sirens echoing through the streets. Between this, I glanced inside an apartment building. There, a tanned skinned older woman was watching this fantasy themed soap opera, a show set in an underground city. While she viewed this, she ate something called 'Equillix', supposedly a medicinal candy that helps with memory. This reminds me to think about my goals the next time I'm dreaming (d'oh...). Anyway, I then fly up to the rooftop, where I intended to keep hidden until the heat died down.

Don't recall how this ended.

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At an arcade. I was watching a King of Fighter's run.

Dream 2 - Deeper Sleep and Shouting

Scene 1 - Mind Trick Inner WILD
Unknown beginning involving the DCAU. Cut. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was flying through the borders of an urban/suburban area during a bright day. Initially, I was wearing a cape, which then spontaneously changed into a blanket.

A minute later, I floated in the upper floor of a boarding house constructed of dark wood. I entered a darkened bedroom, a place I thought as my own. Random thoughts on Dragon Ball Z sprouted in my mind, including musings of a Super Saiyan Blue Nappa. It was then that I remembered my previous WILD attempt, and so gained lucidity. Things begin collapsing. I thoroughly rubbed my hands, then the mattress, to little result. So, I thought to 'fool' my brain by WILDing on the spot. Didn't take long to 'sleep' consciously. Transition.

Scene 2 - Yol Toor Shuul!
Similar visuals. I 'awakened' from the above state in the same spot, fully aware, where I further reaffirmed myself with more hand rubbing. I fly from a balcony and to the suburbs once again, sweeping past narrow buildings. Thinking of the competition, I yelled "Yol Toor Shuul!". As expected, this shout erupted as a blast of flame. Unexpectedly, the fire's smoke rapidly spread throughout the environment. Cue the dream collapsing.

Created Sunday 01 July 2018

Got a number of things today, including a few LDs. Unfortunately, memory of such (or in the case of the LDs, the duration) wasn't much to write home about.

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Watching the DBZ Abridged Broly Special.

At a beach with family. Cut to my house. Most pictures were taken down from the walls, which themselves had holes where the screws/hanging knobs would be.

Riding down a highway with my brother and sster. I start singing Mighty Wings from Cheap Tricks. Unknowingly, the other two knew the lyrics, and sing along. I wake up humming the melody.

Unknown brief DILD. I just remember rubbing hands before it collapsed.

DEILD transition in bed a minute later. I roll off the bed and into a grey void. I rubbed hands until a scene formed. Found myself in a tropical lake park during dawn. The sun then rose higher, its blinding light disrupting the dream. I tried forming this light into a conscious being, but didn't get headway before the dream collapsed.

REM Atonia. These Columbian girls (as noted by their accent) in their mid-late 20's were dragging me out of the room. They talked of targeting me for a scam, speaking on as if I couldn't hear them. I was well aware of this state, but was too distracted to get much out of this.

Created Friday 29 June 2018

Got a brief WILD to note, along with some scraps.

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At home. I realize much later that the leftovers I'd saved up were gone.

Watching Bob's Burgers with Pascal and Andrew There's a disturbingly gory scene involving a train wreck. Also, the title character happened to own two burger shops and worked part time in a diner. Later, I follow the other two down a cliffside towards a town at night. There's talk of a Nintendo 2DS release of Cyberbots. I kinda annoyed Andy by talking over him.

Dream 1 - Copy-and-Paste Tornado

WILD transition in bed via REM Atonia. I did nothing but kept my eyes shut for much longer than needed, as I was worried about RL distractions waking me up. Specifically, the AC, which sounded at full blast. When I noticed not getting further anchored, I tried forcing a transition via imagining a wave knocking me elsewhere, intending to end up in an aquifer cave or any other watery locale. It took no time at all to hear the sound of rushing waters, followed by feeling myself slammed by such, then finally getting dragged off to unknown depths.

When I come to, I find that I'm flying above a hilly, green-filled island during twilight, the ocean barely visible past a "distance fog" in the land's borders. More pertinently, a whirlwind was strait ahead of me, the sound of its blaring gusts dazing me out of the dream momentarily.

Reentry. I was back on that island, this time, with no tornado and better visuals. Thinking of the contest, I decided to call the storm once again. A simple 'point and click' did the work just fine. I gazed below, watching as dirt, grass, and shrubs alike were torn out of the ground and into the funnel. Such destructive force unnerved me greatly, especially given how effortless it was to conjure. I hovered away nervously.

The dream collapsed soon afterwards.

Created Sunday 24 June 2018

Got several things to note. But, besides the first dream, they're mostly just fragments now (or very brief, in the case of a DILD).

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Watching a British comedy movie. Some guy with white shirt was roaming around town, purposefully getting into arguments for the sake of doing such. He almost went to jail when he got on a police woman's bad side. Cut. On the road with family. This somehow transitions to below.

Dream 1 - Waterfall Clouds

The visuals were clear. I was in a basic hotel room with dad, my sister Maude, and niece Lolita. Not for long, as we were already packing up. I open up the window curtains, only to find that our room was, in fact, miles above the earth, the clouds spanning out as a mountain range under a clear blue sky. A nimbus churned directly below us, releasing not rain, but an entire waterfall. Highly unrealistic (and I even acknowledged the unlikelihood of such at the time), but one hell of a view all the same.

Without thought, the others opened the windows and jumped out into the storm cloud below. Of course, I followed suit. I immediately pierced through heavy condensation, drenching myself in water. This was alarmingly cold, yet soothing. The descent then became a freefall in open skies seconds later, not too atypical an experience in my dreams, save for being far more vivid than usual. Eventually, I could distinguish a clear marshland below. Once I got close enough to accurately see the sky's reflection in the waters below, I let out the parachute (which I'm sure I never considered until that moment). Despite being the last to fall, I was, surprisingly, second to land, only preceded by Maude. Got a bit worried when dad and Lolita weren't in sight. Moreover, when they did get in view my, my niece's (implausibly acquired and unnecessary due to her age) 'parachute stroller' failed to deploy in a safe altitude. But, in the end, the two landed without incident.

All of us then "remembered" having been invited to a party not too far off from where we were, so we headed off to that direction. It was about that time that I realized the unbearably hot weather, warm enough to even steam off the vapor from my jeans. We took a detour by a forested area, just to keep from staying out of the open for so long.

One trek later, we arrived at the lobby of a mansion. There, we were greeted by a uniformed Navy sailor, who offered me a handshake. My palms were still a bit soaked, so I went off to dry it first. Apparently, I'd stammered my intent, given the sailor questioning my sister whether I was 'speech impaired'. This comment bothered me more that it should've. For instance, there was one bit where I'd a collapsing plastic container filled with half-pencils in hand. When he pointed that out, I responded with unfriendly sarcasm. Looking back, I don't think he meant for any hard feelings.

Anyway, the group and I head outside to a huge poolside lounge. Standing out among the crowd was this middle-aged man in a fancy suit, who I figured was the host. Even from a glance, he looked to be a big ego. Hearing his gloating and fretting over his vast funds and estates only cemented such first impressions.

I soon woke up.

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At a sports (baseball? American football?) stadium with Maude and mom. Later, Vega from Street Fighter appeared, going from aisle to aisle to gain the crowd's affection. When he got near us, I vocalized his theme song, if flagrantly out of pitch.

Walking around locally during a bright day. I'd random thoughts of Homestar Runner and mercenaries. Then, I gained sudden, if brief, lucidity. I used that time to run hyper fast, until I attained such speeds to hover right over the ground.

Watching a playthough of a new Resident Evil game. Leon is swimming in the waters of a seaport, where he's attacked by a colossal bipedal mutant crocodile (a poor man's Godzilla). There were numerous repeated clips of Leon getting eaten by the monster. Later on, he climbed on its head, but couldn't really do much when the beast stomps out to attack the city.

Created Monday 18 June 2018

Got a WILD to note. There was more, though that cat's interruption made recollection of such slip away.

Dream 1 - Function Without Form

WILD transition in bed, which I confirmed through simple hand gestures. This state soon collapsed. Reentry two minutes later, and repeat. In my third try, I roll off the bed and into the void. I floated around aimlessly for a bit, before purposefully diving further down.

Eventually, I arrived over a snowfilled hillside, a dawn sun concealed by clouds. Once near the ground, I made a hard turn forward, quickly covering a good distance until I landed. There was a cozy log hut nearby, bright light emanating from within. As I approached it, the environment deteriorated into the artificial, blocky likeness of Minecraft. Tactless, but I didn't let that bother me. Either way, that might've explained why I was suddenly assaulted by the zombies and skeletons from said game. I charged strait towards the largest hills, yelling and flailing like a poorly imitated Bruce Lee along the way. Any undead in my path were instantly broken apart.

Next, I thought to summon my guide, E, imagining that she'd appear on my outstretched (blocky) arms, to no effect. I then tried transforming into a Spellforged Guardian, which I imagined would give me iridescent, ceramic skin. I changed instantly. But, instead of getting the intended form, I was morphed into Megaman X. This similarly appeared blocky, until I focused on my hands, which, contrasting the environment, quickly took a lifelike shape. As a test, I fired sparkling energy from each of my palms. These blasts were surprisingl destructive given how little effort they took to fire, blowing away huge swaths of the hillsides without any signs of stopping As per the contest, I tried doing likewise through my breath, but that didn't work.

A distinct jingle then sounded in the background. I managed a few more shots before the dream collapsed.

Created Saturday 16 June 2018

Got two DILDs to note, plus some fragments.

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A clip from a sci-fi movie, I think? An experiment going horribly wrong?

False awakening. I overheard the others up and about in the middle of the night. A few of them said highly unlikely things (namely, conversations about non-Hebrew deities). Although I identified as much, I was too tired to get anything done.

Dream 1 - Shadow Trial

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was entering a highschool. Reasoned there must've been some fundraiser event occurring inside. A noticeboard in front gave a curious indication of Eddie (from Guilty Gear) making an appearance, giving me all the more reason to proceed.

I spent a good while floating through the hallways. Along the way, I passed by the lunchroom, where a massive queue had formed. Whatever was inside must've been good, though I wasn't up for keeping still. And yet, somehow, I stumbled into the food prep area. Seemed there was a good variety of baked goods. The workfolk got wary of my presence, so I hurried out.

A while later, I ended up in a poorly lit open area in the upper floor (an empty storage room or attic, perhaps?). Got spontaneously lucid. So, from the shadows, I summoned Eddie, who first appeared in the likeness of Zato-1 (his host in the above-mentioned game) before taking his monstrous form. I wanted the creature to follow, only, he required my doing something for him first. Namely, that I endure a trial of survival. To start, the Forbidden Beast conjured a field of giant shadowy drills from the ground. Some lucky maneuvering let me avoid them all. After that, the hazards melted into black liquid. Wherever I turned, geysers erupted in sequence to bar my path. I rushed past these to higher ground.

The dream collapsed soon after. Made a DEILD attemtpt, though I lost consciousness two minutes later.

Dream 2 - Telekinetic Reprisal and Orange Metal Plated Vest

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in a condo suite during daytime, the place appearing well furnished and organized. On a desk in one of the corners was a decades old computer system. The tenants there, two retired women in casual wear, had hired me as an electronics repair man. These weren't kindly old ladies, but rather, a pair of overbearing bitter shrews, caustic sarcasm spewed out with little provocation. It wouldn't have been too terrible, had they not placed obstructive (if not impossible) mandates towards when, where, and how I worked. Any screwups (inevitable, given the conditions) were met with increasingly disparaging remarks ("I could do better than that" was common), and, I'm sure, pay cuts.

Once at wit's end, I finally got aware. I promptly made my way out, thinking and blurting out that the above task wasn't at all fun. Woulda left things as it was, had not one of those hags made some smartass comment (don't remember, but it really got under my skin). In retaliation, I severed a few of their belongings with telekinesis, then used the same power to (harmlessly) hurl the two old bats at the ceiling.

Next, I ran off to a nearby stairway. I shrunk myself to bug sized, and hid out for a while. Figured the women would call the cops, and indeed, I did hear commotion relating to such, though I never saw it. When the coast was clear, I (literally) climbed up the stairway. As I did, a woman and her daughter passed by. I kept behind the railing, and though the girl noticed, her attempts to convey as much were met with disbelief from her mother.

After that, I walked through a balcony-hallway, my size concurrently restored to normal. There, I met up with various family members, of whom I identified mom, my brother Arthur, and nephew Hussein. The group commented about a man in a "metal plated orange vest", who they claimed was very dangerous. When asked, they indicated that he was just further down the balcony across us. I flew towards there, but got lost in thought. Things destabilized, and the dream collapsed.

Just a bunch of fragments and a brief DILD in between.

Log 1142 - Flooded Ruins Simulation, Fleas, Demon Competition, Tiny DILD, New Jersey, Internet Jumble, and Mad Engineer Scraps
Created Thursday 14 June 2018

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False awakening. I was floating in a flooded room within the ruins of an ancient stone structure. While trying to sleep again, a whirlpool began dragging me to the depths. I clung on to loose stones, and pulled myself back to the surface. Later, various other figures appeared. One man in particular claimed this was all a video game simulation of his making. He made note of various rules, down to even the amount of points a player could get for cannibalism.

False awakening in bed. I'm all itchy. I find that I was infested with fleas, much to my frustration.

At home in the dead of night. Two dark-grey skinned demons arrived, a male and female. They speak of a less-than-friendly competition between each other, something about helping as many people as possible within a span of time. I flew after one of them, though I'm not sure if I was following or pursuing them.

At a restaurant with a lady. Got aware. I shrunk myself, which somehow got me on her shoulder. Some unlikely mishap resulted in my getting eaten by her. The dream collapsed.

Riding around in New Jersey with family, passing through on our way further north. We decide to visit some relatives there, even if it was a bit of a detour. Had some trouble filling up gas?

At home. Noticed the router was in the downstairs bedroom. What's more, a LAN line was connected directly to the computer there. None of this affected my own connection whatsoever.

I was given first person perspective of a recently graduated engineer. It seemed his connections (especially his former professors) were unwilling to give a good word for him during his job searches. Driven to vengeful mania, he jimmies up some chemical bomb drones, which he sends out to assault and outright murder some of said professors (plus collateral). The madman then fled to the border, and hides out for the rest of his life in rural Mexico. Goddamn, son...

Log 1143 - False Awakening and Supermarket Browsing and Fight Scraps
Created Friday 15 June 2018

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False awakening in a different bedroom

Shopping in a supermarket at night. There's an aisle for TTRPGs, which included new D&D material. One of said books had a mount-focused Paladin subclass, the summoned creature taking the form of a giant walking head. Furthermore, this feature allowed both rider and mount to become gargantuan sized. Later, in the parking lot, a ripped shirtless dude picks a fight with me. The match ends in a standstill. As a reward, the guy teaches me how to do a proper German Suplex, which he demonstrated first on a teddy bear, then (harmlessly) with some hapless kid.

Created Monday 11 June 2018

Just got a short, strained DILD. There were plenty of other things as well, though that I've got no memory of such.

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Dreamlet converted into several LD scenes. This started with me outside a warehouse complex at night. A ghostly shadow appears, and steals some abstract concept from me (A thought? A memory? An emotion?). I chased it inside one of said warehouses, where I was sure more of its kind were preparing an ambush. So, I evoked a powerful light around me, wiping out the whole lot of them. Later, I was floating down a street at daytime. Many rows of empty bus stop billboards were in the way, as if I were meant to go through them as part of an obstacle coarse. After that, I was in bed, and started rolling off, only to notice a creepy crawly above the covers over my face. I then forced myself awake, only to see this was a false alarm (the covers in-dream were a different set, and were raised too far above me to begin with).

Created Sunday 10 June 2018

Got scraps and a DILD to note. There was certainly more to all of these, though my lingering around in the morning made me forget much of that.

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Listening to high quality rips. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Dream 1 - Hauntings and Helpers

Scene 1 - Ordinary Sonic Elevator Ride
The visuals were dim. Spectator mode. This took place in a dark, derelict building complex. Wandering inside were Samus (adorned in an executive dress colored similarly to her armor) and Princess Peach. Eerie noises reverberated around them, sounding closer as time went on. Panicked, the two hide in a ruined elevator.

Just then, a distinctive sound cue played: Sonic.EXE was coming. The desperate Nintendo ladies mash on the lift's controls. This only leads to catastrophe. Several components fell off of the rickety device. Before long, the elevator detaches from its pulley, and crashes into the depths. Both women were left mortally wounded as a result. During the fall, I was given some perspective of their experience. Cut.

Scene 2 - Haunted Apartment Escape
The visuals were dim. I was exploring within a dilapidated apartment. It became abundantly clear this place was haunted, what with possessed objects and demonic shadows closing in from everywhere in sight. The only escape, it seemed, was through good old fashioned video-game-esque platforming. Indeed, there were plenty of exits from which was accessible only by climbing and jumping on or over ledges/stairway/piles of furniture. Many passageways were dead ends, and plenty of others were hidden. At times, I'd encounter a friend or family member, though circumstances quickly forced us apart. Eventually, I make it out of this mess alive and well. Several unknown transitions until below.

Scene 3 - Magic Mundane Help
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in within a second story apartment building, an urban area visible from under a snowless, winter evening sky. I open the window and start arranging drapes, when, from a building across the street, a neighbor, some dark haired guy, calls out to me. "Watch out for the lamp!", he yelled. I hold on to the drapes in confusion. "The lamp!", he repeated. "The lamp!" That's when I noticed a lamp already falling out the window froma nearby dresser. Luckily, I caught it at the nick of time. Somehow, this sparks instant lucidity.

My "neighbor" then yelled various requests of me, asking that I'd go over there to help. So, I floated right out the window and to his room. This left the man, and his nearby wife, a middle aged Cuban (identified later by her accent) lady with dirty blonde hair, in stunned disbelief. Anyway, the guy asked me to get him something he called "shoulder ointment". From thin air, I pulled out a tube of what I thought was such, but was really just toothpaste. So, I tried again, this time getting ointment. It seemed the man was more satisfied with the former, claiming that a good brush of his teeth would do the trick. From my end, it seemed he was unnerved at my powers, and wanted me out.

The man's wife then asked me to get her an extra-loopy crazy straw, of which was to replace a broken straw on a novelty drink hat of hers. Mmhmm. I conjure the item without a hitch, and helped attach it to said hat. As a test, the woman drank from a soda can, which, intriguingly enough, flowed within the clear straw as a perfect rainbow.

After that, I flew out to a long balcony on the nearest tall building. After some consideration, I tried changing into the Spellforged Guardian form via vibration. My skin quickly assumed a dull iron tone. After further concentration, iridescence radiated an inch or so from my body. Unfortunately, the dream collapsed before I could test anything.

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Watching the cold opening of a movie. In a downtown office building, two co-workers, a man and a woman, were taking a ride down an elevator. They were assaulted by a notorious terrorist, a man with a dapper Fawkes-esque facial hair. Rewind. I now had the office guy's role. When the criminal arrived again, he tossed a bomb in the lift. The ensuing explosion launched the elevator all the way across a building a block away, the woman and I somehow remaining intact. I tried keeping hold of an upper corner, thinking this might give me a chance to survive. But, constant tumbling kept me from maintaining stability, not to mention doubts of living through the landing.