task of the month

Created Monday 11 March 2019

Got something worth sharing, finally. Pity I lost some things between a DEILD attempt and the second LD, though I'll not complain too much.

Spoiler for It's quite a bit:

Dream 1 - Raging Mare

The visuals were dim and a bit blurred. I was in the master bedroom at night. Almost immediately, I realized I was riding a brown light horse, if not a pony. The creature's belly was swollen, no doubt because it was pregnant. Upon my noticing as much, she began huffing, and stamping around in frustration. I feared she was giving birth then and there. I knew I had to get down, but dreaded getting walloped in turn.

Soon, my brother Radomir arrived, placing himself right in front of the horse. I urged him to yank me out, warning he do so in the horse's view so as to not startle it too much. Before I could get down, the horse swung her back high. I reactively held on to its neck, keeping myself from flying into a wall or any other obstacle, before pushing myself away from it. I then laid flat on the floor, hoping this would keep the animal's attention elsewhere. Instead, this drove the horse completely bonkers. She circled belligerently around me, neighing violently as she did. Just what kind of trouble did I get myself into?

The dream faded shortly afterwards.

Dream 2 - Illegal Magic Critique

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was going through a series of hallways in an apartment building, the walls plain white. Radomir was with me. Between our walk, we showed off some magic powers to each other. This manifested as ethereal golden runes over our palms. The runes circled vertically around in the air, spinning in wider arcs, before vanishing from view.

Later, we somehow stumbled into a courtroom. A trial was well underway. The defendant, an elderly black lady, was being charged for using magic powers without permission. Since there was no precedent, the ruling of this trial had important consequences for magic-users in society, and was thus highly publicized.

Anyway, the old lady was herself well renowned for her talents, and I respected her abilities greatly. Ignoring court etiquette, my brother and I approached her, so that she may critique our skills. I tried displaying my powers, but only managed to literately blow smoke from my hands (which, I should note, was blistering hot). . The lady chuckled at my struggle. She advised something about not getting too worked up.

Don't recall how this ended.

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Watching an Avengers movie on an old CRT screen. Radomir and my nephew Amir were there as well. Cap and a few others enter a small lab, the place untidy, if not ruined. They confront an old man, pressuring him not to go through with some plan. The old man snarls his intent of getting revenge against Thanos at any cost. He then points to a large, broken capsule on the floor. Lying inside was Natasha, now dead. I questioned whether this took place before or after Endgame, and perhaps if it occurred between Age of Ultron and Infinity War.

Something about Adventure Time.

Dream where I rated, reviewed, and scored my dreams today, all as part of some game.


Dream 3 - Tense Skyscraper Hospital

Scene 1 - Tension and Alley Snacks
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in the upper floor of a skyscraper. This place contained office rooms for well-to-do doctors. Indeed, a screen repeated advertisements for one of such physicians, a tall, balding, light skinned man with white hair and glasses. He was said to be both a renowned medical doctor and veterinarian. The doctor made note of his procedures having high success rate, and their exorbitant costs ($100k at minimum).

Skip ahead [omission/unknown timeskip] to outside. I found myself in a long, shoddy alleyway otherwise busy with activity. It seemed a group of vendors were selling wares, illegally no doubt, though neither appeared the shady type. Among the items there were a variety of cakes, pre-sliced (yellow, white, and I believe cornmeal cakes), as well as small packets of golden raisins. I sampled a small piece of cake, and took raisins along with me (don't think I actually bought it, though I didn't steal it either). Soon, I spotted my brother Benedict around. I offered him some of the food I had, but he declined for reasons that weren't clear even at the time. Warp.

Scene 2 - Thin Mustache Fall
Similar visuals. I was in the medical offices once again. Mom, my sister Rebecca, and my niece Suzy were seated on pink leather EZ chairs in a waiting area. I overheard Rebecca complaining about how her daughter being given nothing but pizza for dinner by her dad for the past few days. [Omission] I left eventually.

Around then, I observed myself on a mirror. It seemed my mustache had somehow vanished, yet my beard remained intact. I did a double take, to find it'd been restored, if a bit thin.

Various unknown occurrences. Unknown timeskip again. I was looking out the glass walls, observing the blue sky behind nearby adjacent buildings, as well as the city streets below. Suddenly, I realized the dream. I phased through the walls, and jumped out. Before I hit pavement, I quickly swerved vertically, and launched myself skyward.

Soon, I found myself flying over a bare grass field under a bright, sun-glared blue sky. I enjoyed the view for but a minute, before my eyes began shutting themselves without input. Having dealt with this before, I first rubbed my hands, then used said hands to force my eyes opened. My view widened again, but everything was now blurry and indiscernible. As suc, I opted to prepare a DEILD. As soon woke up, as expected. But, I drifted off much sooner than I realized...

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Watching gameplay of the original Guilty Gear. Zato-One was being used. Not sure who his opponent was, though they fought in dark, starless city streets not fitting any stages from the series. Zato used Invite Hell for wake-up pressure. When the opponent was cornered, he managed a good hit, which he converted into an air loop (perhaps an infinite) involving Rise and Fall.


Dream 4 - Airplane Mode

The visuals were dim. I was wandering around in a poor, lightless suburban neighborhood during the dead of night. Old pick-up trucks and SUVs were parked on the roads. Soon, I heard music sounding, discerning it as a song from Dyna Brothers. This tune brought instant awareness.

Recalling the TOTMs, I began reshaping my arms. I first changed my forearms into helicopter propellers on metal poles. Raising them above my head, I spun the blades. When it first started, this felt as if my wrists were spinning full circle, though I lost sensation once they spun too quickly to see. Soon after, I was able to hover in place a few feet above the ground.

But, before I went far, I'd recalled I needed wings, not rotors. And so, after landing, I changed my arms into the wings of fighter jets, the thrusters themselves where my armpits would be. I ran as fast as I could. That is to say, not fast at all, given how clumsy these rigid wings were. It felt as if I'd large kites tied on my arms, which themselves were bound on makeshift, heavy wooden splints. Anyway, I activated the thrusters through will alone. It felt as if blasts of compressed air were shooting behind me. Steadily, my feet got off the ground.

I wasn't really elevating too quickly, barely making it above 12 ft. within thirty seconds time. Impatient, I instantly changed myself into a human-sized fighter jet proper. I zoomed around the area, looking for something to asplode with extreme prejudice. But, besides houses and cars, there wasn't anything of interest. I flew around for two minutes before giving up the search.

Lost awareness. Don't recall how this ended, save for still having the tune in my mind by the time I woke up.

Spoiler for Log 1345 - Mad Warp to City:

Created Thursday 03 January 2019

Finally got some LDs. Let's see if I could keep this up without so much strain.

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At an unknown apartment room at night time. There's a lot of leftover food, including several boxes of various kinds of pizzas.

WILD transition in bed. As I floated out the door, I got unwittingly shrunk. Things collapsed as soon as I left. DEILD attempt, but I got uncoscnious.

A TF2 cartoon. Lots to this, but I've all but forgotten everything before waking up. DEILD attempt again, but I went unconscious again.

In the living room at home. Mom, dad, and my brother were there. They start rambling on about annoying things. I got aware. Hand rub to confirm. I only walked to the lounge when things began destabilizing. Much like in the old Looney Tunes cartoons, darkness surrounded everything except a circular space ahead. I tried forcing it away with my hands, its texture and weight like heavy cloth. But, I couldn't keep from getting surrounded. Woke up. DEILD attempt. Took a few minutes before I saw results.

Deep bout of hypnagogia. This started as a small green window spinning ahead. The vision expands to a ~36" panel. Kaleidoscopic patterns swirled in view. Eventually, neon words formed. There was a message, but I can't recall what it was. Warp into dream.

Dream 1 - Mad Warp to City

Scene 1 - Alien Madness
The visuals were very blurred, but progressively got better. I was in a realm of pure, alien madness. The ground rippled into brown and dull blue colors, phasing between liquid and a solid, chitin-like substance. Tall mounds of like material surrounded me, seemingly getting closer or further with every step I took.

Immediate warp.

Scene 2 - TOTM January 2019 Basic Task I
The visuals were a bit clearer. I was in the empty streets of a downtown area, right at the foot of vast skyscrapers, dawn light above. I flew upwards. It seemed I was bigger than normal. So, I shrunk down, if too far by going down to about a few inches in height. Anyway, with some effort, I phased through a window in the middle floors. I found myself in a busy fancy dining room. The people there initially appeared as CGI, but that was corrected in time. Either way, they were quickly alarmed at my sudden appearance (somehow seeing past my tiny form).

I floated towards a particularly crowded table. Seated there were a motley group of well-to-do folk in their thirties, six of them women, and about two men, though the latter were quickly phased out quickly. While floating around them, I gave a simple greetings, and was given one in turn. As per the TOTM, I asked them all "Where are you from?" All but one unanimously blurted out "the UK!", (despite their obviously American accent) and chortled. The last one, a brown haired woman, quietly said "the Ukraine" with a nervous smile. I settled myself on the table, then tried and continue some small talk. Suddenly, one of the women took hold of me. This startled me right out of the dream.

Spoiler for Log 1346 - Poisoned Fake:

Created Friday 04 January 2019

Got two DILDs and some fragments today. I've a feeling there were some other lucid scenes, but I seem to have forgotten them.

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Various more Shiren related dreams.

In the downstairs bathroom. I felt very dizzy. Curious, I tried floating in a crosslegged position, but only managed to fall on my back. Still, not feeling any pain made me aware. Pity things destabilized in seconds.

In the living room late at night.My nephew was up playing video games. In fact, not only was he playing a supposedly unreleased Bubsy game, but was doing so on a Game Cube. I almost figured out such absurdity.

Dream 1 - Poisoned Fake

Various unknown scenes before this point. The visuals were quite blurred. I was on a balcony outside of a fairly large house. Lucid. I shrunk myself down to a few inches. After sneaking through a half-open door, I found myself in a bedroom. A figure passed by, and planted themselves on a mattress. Momentary dream garbling and "lag" made them difficult to discern from my angle. I floated up to the ceiling, to find it was some boy.

Suddenly, a woman with tanned skin and dark hair rushed in, and viciously battered the kid with a heavy book. She then dragged him into a closet, yelling at him as she continued her assault. If her words were to be believed, she was actually the kid's mother. Eventually, the beating stop. So too did the kid's screams...

The madwoman addressed me by name. She seemed only slightly annoyed at my presence, barely reacting to my being a witness. I was wary, but I didn't say a thing. I only followed her out to another balcony indoors, hovering beside her shoulder. Down below, several people were hurrying out the front door, luggage in hand. One man called to the woman, warning that she'll miss her flight if she doesn't make haste.

We returned to the bedroom. Cue a transparent betrayal. The woman immediately snatched me from the air. Her form then changed to that of another woman, younger than before, skin pale and hair ragged and brown. She monologued on and on about the many ways she could get rid of me. In the end, she settled on the obvious choice: by eating me alive.

Well, I was prepared for this. In the blink of an eye, I became both incorporeal and invisible, then phased myself through her hands. Furthermore, I left a lifeless and, above all, toxic replica in my stead.

The woman, none the wiser, plopped the clone in her mouth like candy. She took wicked joy in chewing the copy up and savoring it for as long as possible. It took over a minute before any serious symptoms occurred, starting with stomach pains, then a sudden fever, and then trouble breathing. The woman, for her part, tried purging, but by then it was too late. Falling over, she wheezed in agony, before she stopped breathing altogether.


With that out of the way, I tried rematerializing, but couldn't. Reckoned the "clone" was my actual body, and that I needed to get it back. Disgusted, I phased into the woman's stomach to take back my remains. Good news was, this instantly restored my form intact. Bad news was, I was stuck inside a dead woman's stomach. Either way out would be unpleasant. I decided to take the, uh, oral exit. It was a tough climb, but at least I made it to the top much faster than expected.

The second I clambered out her opened maw, the dream collapsed.

Created Friday 23 November 2018

Got various things today, including a DILD.

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Playing Dungeon Crawl - Stone Soup as a Deep Elf Conjurer of Vehumet, as usual. Noticed that the message log also included content from Dream Views' Discord chat. I got far enough to get 5th level spells as a gift. In this case, Bolt of Magma. Meh.

Several dreams set in a familiar apartment suite. I was watching TV on a CRT screen.

Vaguely recalled several brief lucid states, during which I floated around indoors each time.

In a Victorian era city during daytime, the streets ominously empty. Later, I spotted a pale, brown haired adolescent girl running in panic. Someone was chasing after her, a long faced middle-aged man dressed in black. The girl gets cornered quickly. Outraged and terrified, she could do little but yell at him. As I listened, I realized that not only was this man her father, but that he was also responsible for a calamity that'd all but left humanity to the brink of extinction. I opted to step in at that moment.

Playing one of the D&D arcade games with my brothers. I was using the Elf. We were fighting the Manticore in a darkened area. At first, I thought we were playing Tower of Doom. But, when I got KO'd, I was allowed to switch to the Magic-User, a character only found in Shadow over Mystara.

Dream 1 - Earth-Splitting, Death-Breaking Wave

The visuals were slightly blurred from glare. I was once again in the desolate streets of that above mentioned Victorian-era city, bright grey sky above. As before, the pale girl is running away from a pursuer. But this time, not only was the girl heading straight towards me, but she was also being chased by a different figure, someone inhumanly tall and concealed in a black robe.

I again interposed myself between the two, ready to defend the youth. However, the pale girl, trembling in fear, pleaded that I should not engage the figure. In fact, she claimed that the cloaked figure before me was actually Death itself. Unphased, I aimed a punch straight to the face, only for my fist to phase right through the being's hood. Seems the girl wasn't mistakened. But, rather than fear, I was struck with lucidity.

Death immediately retaliated with a drawn knife, attacking relentlessly. Doing so seemed to leave it with a tactile form, allowing me to redirect its arms, and thus, the blade, away from me. One bad lunge from its part left it exposed to grappling, whereupon I quickly tossed it skyward. I built energy from within, intending to fire at Death with such. But, it seemed the hooded ghost had instantly recovered, and was already diving down at me blade-first. As such, I chose to jump straight towards it instead.

While ascending, I recalled the Earth-splitting task. With that in mind, I attacked the creature with a mighty chop. As before, this simply phased straight through its head. Death mocked me, boasting that my attacks were useless. I simply pointed behind it as I floated in place. In the distance, an endlessly long streak of energy arced towards the Earth, then cut straight through. Soon afterwards, the planet began splitting apart. Curiously enough, another planet Earth had been nested inside, appearing as if it were being viewed from above the planet's atmosphere. This, too cracked open to reveal yet another Earth, and repeated again, then once more, until finally, only the vastness of space could be seen between and past these bodies. Seconds later, Death convulsed in place, a thin line of glowing light slowly splitting it apart as well, before the spirit quietly faded into nothing.

Various forgotten non-lucid transitions. Don't recall how this ended.

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Unknown dreams in a white void.

Spoiler for Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin potential spoilers ahead:

Attack on Titan related dream. Berthold and Armin were referencing a similar extinction event as above, only now, it pertained specifically to Marley killing off Eldians. Armin assumed it was for natural resources (especially fossil fuels). However, Berthold reveals that Eldians were themselves being converted into such resources, first by burying them alive, then exhuming them years later.

Created Monday 12 November 2018

Got a DILD and some near-WILD REM Atonia states to note.

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Repeated states of REM Atonia, so noted by the sensation and sound of violent winds bearing down on me. I tried imagining the cause. This increased windpower dramatically, but otherwise did nothing else. I tried rubbing my hands, but could feel nothing of the sort. I barely nudged myself off my bed, only for an unrelated interruption to awake me.

Dream 1 - Sky-dal Wave

The visuals were a bit blurred, but clarified over time. I was riding in a van or SUV during a bright day. Several family members were there, though I couldn't distinguish either of them. Noticed we were by a local plaza, where we then turned towards one of the nearby condo complexes. Suddenly, I was shunted to the front seat, facing back. While figuring out what was going on, I began imagining random things. Seeing images of such floating ahead of me finally convinced me of the dream.

I climbed out the sunroof, then launched myself skyward. As I was some nearing clouds, I remembered to conjure a tidal wave as part of the TOTMs. A single stroke was all it took to do as much, the wave rising all the way to the heavens before it dropped out of view. I continued onwards, but noticed there wasn't any noise. Voicing sound effects fixed that in time. Just for the sake of thoroughness, I decided to repeat the task. So, after swooping down towards an ocean, I called for another wave. The tides violently took such a form, if smaller than I intended. I leaped over it, only to find a truly colossal wave was charging towards me, its roars deafening. I barely corkscrewed over its crescent to safety.

Next in mind was the world-splitting task. I blasted off out of Earth's atmosphere in an instant. Unfortunately, before I had time to notice, the dream destabilized, then collapsed.

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 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.

Created Monday 08 October 2018

Lots of things to note today, including a DEILD. There are, however, a lot of details missing to the dream preceding said LD.

Dream 1 - Great Hailstones

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was at home in the lounge at daytime. My sister, Nevena was nearby.

Later, a powerful storm passed through, debris battering the house through its winds. But, when I looked closer, I realized it wasn't debris at all, but instead, thick chunks of hail. Quite fascinating, but dangerous. I warned Nevena to keep away from the windows. As if on cue, a great hailstone pounded right through the window, shattering it entirely.

Several other visitors and family members showed up to see all the commotion. Among them was my brother, Boyd. I eagerly mentioned the near-prophetic caution I gave above. He, on the other hand, was more concerned of my having bad breath. Unlikely, as I distinctly recalled having brushed my teeth earlier (as in, right before I went to bed!). Pity I just let the thought pass.

Anyway, we coordinate getting the shutters ready as a temporary seal to the then empty window frame. There was a lot of miscommunication as to who was to do what. In the end, my bro cleared the storage closet and retrieved everything himself, while I just stood around confused.

Next was actually installing the shutters. There was, thankfully, no rainfall, and hail was sparse. Unfortunately, hailstones that did hit ground were now enormous. In fact, each seemed more as solid ice cylinders the size of tin cans than conventional hailstones.

Details get unclear. Something about strangers hurrying at the door? Not sure how this ended.

Dream 2 - Counter-Siren Song

The visuals were bright but slightly blurred. I was working at my old job at the gas station during a sunny day.

From the register, I spotted a sizable crowd forming at the lot beside the store. At the head was a peculiar woman, slim figured, and hair and robes both colored in vibrant shades of green and violet. She was drawing in the crowd with a wordless song, morose, yet haunting. But, as I discerned her inhuman tones, I realized she wasn't a woman at all, but rather a mythical siren. What's more, I also noticed that Boyd was among those that had been ensnared!

For a moment, I was paralyzed in fear, before setting out reluctantly. I paced carefully outside to the corner, keeping just out of the creature's view. "Remembering" I had magic of my own, I soundlessly evoke a countersong (a made-up 80s rock tune, I think?). I then drew closer towards the enchanted crowd. Those nearest to me immediately snapped out of their trance. By good fortune, this included my bro. The rest, it seemed, needed more time.

Sadly, time had run its course. I was out of juice. The siren, for her part, was infuriated at my meddling. She slowly approached me, and with a glare, she wordlessly commanded those enthralled to do the same. There was no way I could take her head on, even one on one; despite her waifish appearance, she had the strength to match any wild beast. I instructed Boyd and the others to flee and call for help. Just as well, I was planning to do the same anyway.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

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Wandering around in an urban area. Something about meeting Chipp Zanuff from Guilty Gear. We rescued people from a disaster. I used time control powers to help with such. DEILD transition to below.

Dream 3 - Time Loco-Motion

The visuals were clear. I was in an urban area, grey sky in view above the surrounding buildings. A set of elevated railways lined the nearest street, where a train passed by almost instantly. Both the TOTM and contest were fresh in mind. I reversed time, and watched as the whole train slowly moved backwards out of sight. With a wave of my hand, time flowed forward again. But now, various random objects replaced individual cars, including road vehicle frames, if not entire road vehicles themselves. All such components were completely scrambled and misaligned, yet tumbled along in sequence and without altering the entire train's movement at all.

Next, I ran heedlessly in the the middle of traffic. Cue the sound of angry horns as vehicles veered away from me. By exhaling, I slowed down time. Concurrently, the air rippled around me, and the dream became without sound. I chased several vehicles, but found that, despite their slowed speed, I couldn't really keep up with them. Actually, I felt enervated all around.

Just then, a terrible pileup was forming ahead of me. In fact, one or more of the vehicles were in the process of exploding. To save myself, I slowed time almost to the point of stopping. I then ran well ahead of the site of the accident.

The dream collapsed shortly afterwards, and I woke up.

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At home. Mom was in the kitchen, while Nevena was doing karaoke in the living room. Oddly enough, she was singing to the tune of Holy Diver by Dio. I jubilantly joined in with her. Seems we both flubbed the lyrics at times.

Something about watching Ed, Edd, 'n' Eddy?

Created Wednesday 03 October 2018

Got a decent LD to note (finally), along with some fragments.

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On a random (text-only) Discord channel. A woman geneticist complained about her domestic life, especially when it came to not having any children of her own. She admitted being so distraught by this, that she'd cloned her dead father, then adopted him. A major scandal ensued.

Watching Adventure Time with my nephew. Princess Bubblegum had illegitimately acquired a magical artifact. This made her the target of a bipedal cat. Finn and Jake arrived to her aid. Chase sequence in a small room. As this occurred, a suspicious wolf detective was observing their moves while sipping tea. The cat gets captured, upon which Finn and co. relieve a small red journal from its person. The wolf finally confronted the group, demanding they hand over the booklet. Suddenly, the journal vanished.

"Semi-lucid" (wasn't aware, but I unconsciously knew I was dreaming) in the void. I prance about in the darkness.

Dream 1 - Pit Descent, Cloud Ascent

Scene 1 - Down The Large Well
WILD transition straight to the void. Like above, I take a moment to celebrate before I actually compose myself. After flying around for a bit, I find a sizable round cobblestone enclosure, a deep pit in its center. Kinda like an old well, but much larger. Also, I noticed my wearing the clothes I had on in Monday afternoon. Anyway, I fell down the hole, and waited out a transition, rubbing my hands for good measure.

Scene 2 - Broom Ride Cloud Loop
The visuals were a bit dim. I was floating over a mountainous badlands, a soft yellow dusk sky above. Spent a good minute sightseeing, when a dust storm approached from the east. So, I plowed right through.

When the weather cleared, I found myself flying over a lifeless desert, pyramid in view ahead, and thick clouds covering much of the twilight sky. I dash up into a nimbus, which then reminded me of the like TOTM. I glanced down, and, as expected, found myself seated cross-legged on an old straw broom. Onwards I went, before finally getting to clear sky.

Things looked a bit brighter. There didn't seem to be much else, just clouds below, and silver blue skies in the horizon. I looked up, only to find another set of clouds about a mile above. So, I charged through that as well, but, found myself arriving at a similar place. I took off once more, only now, I had a lot of trouble breathing through the clouds' heavy vapors. Things destabilized. I could barely make it to the top, when the dream collapsed.

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False awakening in an unknown home. I was late for school (not a concern nowadays), so I skipped showering. Cut to the school's courtyard. I'm flying around, racing to the cafeteria in hopes of making it in time for breakfast.

Created Saturday 05 May 2018

Got a DILD to note. There were a whole bunch of other dreams, but a kind of discomfort made recollection difficult.

Several intended and unintended WBTBs before this dream.

Dream 1 - Magical May 2018 Competition

Scene 1 - Inustrial Communal Place Brief Awareness
The visuals were blurred. I was an unknown wide facility, metal plating covering much of its walls. There was someone chasing me, or at least someone I was avoiding. So, while floating around, I kept near the ceilings, occasionally phasing through the ducts up to higher levels. Later, I found my brother, Alvaro in some communal bedroom. Got briefly aware. Immediate transition.

Scene 2 - Bare Diminutive Awareness
The visuals were blurred. I was home, showering upstairs, dim twilight peeking in from the window. Noticed the bathroom looked absurdly spaceous, retriggering lucidity. I made my way downstairs to the lounge, where I shrunk myself, first down to 1 foot in height, then even smaller. I then looked around, expecting to find unknown DCs to mess around with. Things destabilized. Took a moment to rub hands and concentrate. Transition half a minute later.

Scene 3 - May 2018 TOTM Advance Task I
The visuals were clear. I was at the lounge again, only back to full size. I step outside, but not to my neighborhood. Instead, I found myself at the lounge area of a beachside resort. A vast, round wicker canopy covered the place, the surrounding walkways, and most of the nearby shops, and also concealed a clear blue sky above. Seeing passerby's got me worried of my apparel (or lack thereof, given the whole shower thing above). An unnecessary concern, as I found I was already wearing pool shorts, a dark blue tanktop, and running shoes.

I started recalling the TOTMs, settling for the ice cream one. After some searching, I found a flower growing near an unkempt bush behind a trash can, the bloom akin to a deep violet trumpet creeper. Through telekinesis, I plucked the flower, and kept it hovering over my hand. I then tried changing it. Initially, it transformed into formless darkness, before finally settling into a large glass full of white ice cream. I ate a fingerful, but could taste and feel nothing, just a faint blandness. Both the food and environment were deteriorating. A half minute of concentration fixed as much. This time, the ice cream had a slightly yellowish tint. I took a dab, which felt much colder and a bit coarser than normal ice cream (more akin to the low fat/fat free variety, or frozen yogurt). As for the taste, it was plain vanilla flavored, followed by an oatmeal-ish aftertase.

Couldn't think of much else better to do. So I floated around aimlessly. It took more effort than usual to get off the ground, let alone to keep balance, which I could only manage by waving my arms around like an oaf. Furthermore, I couldn't get much higher than a head above a nearby archway.

The dream collapsed soon after. I tried DEILDing back in, but lost lucidity.

Scene 4 - Where'd He Get My ID?
The visuals were a bit blurred. This depicted the life of some young, lanky manager in a print shop. Through some crazy coincidence, his former boss from his old job, a stumpy guy with glasses, was now under his employ. Though a diligent worker, this ex-boss was also quite needy, demanding constant advice and oversight.

I was later given the young manager's role. The stumpy guy started bothering me to trade personal contact info with each other, more than I was sure was needed, down to our driver's liscense ID numbers. This made me very suspicious of my current state. Well, that, and that I found my own ID in this this young guy's wallet. The dream ended before I could do much about that.

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Some guy is making douchebag comments. I put him on an Argentine Backbreaker hold, then tossed him aside when he started whimpering.

Created Saturday 17 February 2018

Got quite a bit to note, including two DILDs.

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Repeated dreams. I think these were horror themed, and set in a forest.

Reading other member's journals in DV. Noticed someone mentioning getting in a fight with my guide, E (or a character with a similar name), who'd apparently used moths to attack.

Watching King of the Hill. There was a roadkill squirrel by the neighborhood lot. Hank goes off to get supplies to clean it off. When he returns, he found that it'd already been removed. Bill later reveals having cooked and eaten the carcass.

Dream 1 - February 2018 TOTM Bonus Task

Scene 1 - Beware of Duck
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was going down a dirt road in a wetland forest, a silver blue sky above. A Dwarf Fortress styled interface occupied my viewpoint from below, along with a like-styled ASCII mini-map.

That might've explained why I thought it a good idea to grind my fighting skills by wrestling with some wildlife. At a nearby puddle, I took hold of several Muscavy ducks, and pinned them to the ground. After a few minutes, one of my fingers started feeling unusually itchy. I looked at my right hand, only to find a bloody stump where my ring finger should be. Scrolling through the message log revealed that a duck was indeed responsible. Stunned, I cleaned the wound in the puddle, and reeled away. Once the bleeding stopped, I resumed fighting, if a bit more carefully. And yet, I ended up promptly losing another finger, my middle finger specifically. I hurried to a nearby river to clean the injury best I could. Thinking of having previously done as much with murky water made me gravely concerned of a potential infection. The map showed a mess of blood in the stream and the surrounding dirt, though it wasn't anywhere near as bad in my natural viewpoint.

Anyway, I thought it best to rest under a tree for a while. Some time later, I noticed various strange messages, each stating something like "your stomach is digesting itself." Was I starving? Did the bleeding cause this hunger? Hurredly, I wandered off further down the road via the fast travel menu, and stopped at a fork. There were several passerby's, but I ignored them. The ASCII mini-map revealed berries growing near a tree, which, much as in DF, were in infinite supply. I snatched an armful of the fruit, and chowed down. Also like in DF, I had to go in and out of fast travel to eat enough to satiate myself.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - I Can See the Writing on the Walls
The visuals were dim and slightly blurred. I was in the hallways of an unknown structure, a place illuminated by weak lights. I soon arrived at a widened space crowded with people. Among the guests was my brother, Jose, who went off elsewhere. I later encountered Herbert, an old friend of mine. As I greeted him, I realized the dream, and told him as much.

Things immediately deteriorated into a void. Unphased, I thought of TOTMs, and recalled the truth spell task. After forming a white energy ball between my hands, I whispered "truth". Nothing seemed to happen for a moment, before I was suddenly dragged around by a mysterious force. A stone wall then materialized beside me, scrawled completely with engraved words. Among the mess, I noticed my maternal grandma's name, along with several vague messages, though I couldn't make any sense of these. Further away, another wall formed. There were several posters there, including an ad for tuna fish, though none of that seemed pertinent. I glanced back at the construction beside me, where I found an opened red greetings card not too far off. This depicted a mediocre anime-esque drawing of two figures chatting. On a message box above them was text scribbled in crayon. As I was pulled near it, I snatched the card. It read as followed:

"Your days are nigh; as you read this, another day goes by."

Hmm... "Time is short", right? I got the message.

Not too clear what else occurred until the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Buzz Buzz Dreamer

Unwitting, non-lucid void transition. Between random thoughts, a clear scene began to form. I was then floating around on my back down a road. Ahead and to the right of me was swamp land. A bit further ahead and to my left was a two-story shopping plaza. First facility in sight was a Peruvian cafe. On the upper level was a large donut shop, flashing in neon and evoking a gaudy 50's retro design. Intrigued, I floated towards there, when I got lucid. Furthermore, I started shrinking uncontrollably. Anyway, I slid through the balcony's railing, but was prevented from going further than that. I then noticed someone else passing by, a plain-looking light haired woman with shades, a blue smock, and black tights. For the heck of it, I formed insectile wings on my back, and, while flying upright, started buzzing around her. This quickly irritated the woman, who swatted at me in futility. She later took off her shades to glare at me, when she suddenly whipped her tongue out at me like a frog, almost catching me off-guard.

Things destabilized and ended shortly afterwards.

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Vague memories of being in a school.

Dream 3 - Trap Block

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was running around on the floor of a giant bedroom, where I was given the form of the original NES Super Mario. Jose was there as well, as Luigi. There were a bunch of Super Mushrooms and Fire Flowers just lying around, which we picked up. I jumped on the bed frame, where I strike a hidden block. This somehow transforms my brother into Bowser. The "screen's" borders suddenly closed in on my sides, and I couldn't jump higher or down either. Likewise, Jose, in his new form, couldn't leap high enough to reach me. We were effectively stuck.

I woke up soon afterwards.

Created Friday 12 January 2018

It was a rough night. Even so, I'm glad I got a WILD/DEILD cycle out of this, no matter the fatigue and visual impairment I often experienced for most of it.

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Something of my cousin Sam visiting.

Dream 1 - January 2018 Advanced Task II

Scene 1 - Brief and Fluid Entrances
Various WILD/DEILD transitions in bed. It didn't take as long as it usually would for me to move around fluidly, though only for short bursts. I later floated around on my back, then rubbed my hands for a moment, only to move my physical self. I then awakened briefly, yet still lost consciousness. Transition.

Scene 2 - Guilty Gear Isuka Xrd
The visuals were dim and blurred. No lucidity. I was playing a Guilty Gear game with Pier. This one was a four-player fighting game like Isuka, only with the cel-shaded graphics of Xrd. We used a Slayer and Potemkin team against the AI, but it seemed our characters' inputs were randomly swapped with each other mid-match, and sometimes, the characters themselves outright transformed into the other. DEILD transition.

Scene 3 - Tender, Sudden Embrace
The visuals were very dim. I was in the void. After rubbing my hands, I took a casual stroll into the tepid darkness. Once acclimated, I began visualising my guide, E, laying supine on my arms. I soon felt her weight, then her warm, smooth skin. And finally, my guide's form manifested completely in my arms, fast asleep.

"Hey", I whispered, "you think you could help me out?"

E stirred awake, and seemed very excited to see me. Perhaps too excited, as her sudden embrace caused me to fall over backwards, toppling me deeper into the nothingness. As we descended, she gave me a tender kiss on the cheek.

I hit ground soon enough. Unfortunately, the impact, and my guide's form bearing down on me, was too much to handle. I awakened briefly. DEILD transition.

Scene 4 - Not the Kind of Anchor I Expected...
The visuals were quite blurred. I was in bed. After concentrating a bit, I fly/phase through door. There was some resistance, but I managed. I noticed someone scrounging about in the lounge, probably Ivan. This made me wonder if he was actually there at the moment IRL, and what may occur if we interacted. But, I thought to leave that for another time.

As I continued flying around, the environment warped into an irregularly angled and steep hallway built of wood. Like before, I tried forming E again, this time with the intent of anchoring the dream through her. I got as far as feeling her weight, only to drop mid-flight through the floor. Brief awakening and DEILD transition.

Scene 5 - The Sphere Makes a Triangle
The visuals were very dim. I was in the void again. I could sense the dream cycle ending. Thinking quick, I decided on the energy ball TOTM. This was a painful process of focusing heat between my unseen hands. Blue sparks formed, which orbited around an unseen point. Such energy howled as I condensed it further, and soon illuminated the void and my form. Suddenly, the ball had somehow changed into a green triangle, spinning hypnotically. I'd lost myself momentarily.

I then tried making the triangle again, and succeeded. This time, I hurled the energy onto an invisible floor. Then, on the resulting rune, I tried conjuring my guide. Not sure why, but I sensed there was a great significance to this. Unfortunately, nothing seemed to happen.

As I feared, I did indeed wake up promptly.

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Dreamlets. Several were of luxury vehicles going down the road. Don't remember much of the rest, save for hearing this song repeat in the background... for fifteen minutes.

Watching a supposed trailer for the Matrix. This had Cypher talking with Neo in an alleyway. "What would ya do if you were The One?", he asked. "You really think you're The One?" I hijack Neo's role, and respond "Yes. I do." Cypher's taken aback.

Created Tuesday 12 December 2017

Got several things to note, including a few LDs. If my memory were up to par, I would have had a lot of other things as well.

Dream 1 - Behind the Wheel - A Street Racer's Autobiography

The visuals were a bit dim. I watching a Youtube video on the humorous self-documentary of an Asian immigrant street racer. This was mostly monologue to the footage of his driving around in various highways. There was talk of his fascination of the sport, his struggles in getting recognition from (less-than-reputable) US sponsors, and his immigration to one of the southern states. He then comments, "And that's when I stumbled upon another problem: most of the roads here are shit." Then appeared clips of his local highway, the road long worn. In fact, there were long spans in the road to which he easily could scoop up loosened tarmac like sand.

Not much else occurred before the dream ended.

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Something about The Evil Within 2. That secret agent lady (only watched a few videos, so the names haven't stuck) is in a talk show, where she reveals the reason for her defecton from the evil organization. Apparrently, her mother got cancer at some point, after which the two developed a much closer bond. This made the agent realize how far gone her morals have deteriorated during her tenure.

Dream 2 - Sky Highway Zone

Scene 1 - I'll Celebrate Some Other Time
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was a guest in an unknown home, participating in festivities.

Later, I begin feeling exhausted, enough so that I barged into the nearest bedroom for rest. But, numerous interruptions kept me from sleeping. This starts with my brother in law speaking about certain issues with his supposed father. An impossible occurrence, I knew, but besides getting suspicious, I didn't do anything.

The last of these disruptions involved my cousin Wyatt (who appeared in his teens) along with one of his friends supposed friends, a kid I've never seen before. The two quickly make nuisances of themselves, conversing loudly while sitting on the mattress to watch a nearby TV. It was only when one of them almost kicked me off the bed that they'd acknowledged my presence. I resigned to dropping in the floor, certainly the more comfortable place to sleep at the time.

Per chance, I began a WILD attempt, beginning with meditation, as usual. Cue rapid transition.

Scene 2 - Tired Drive Awareness
The visuals were very dim. I was driving an SUV around a forest highway during the dead of night. Several family members were in the back seats. I looked up at the stars, noticing how quickly they revolved. Was I going too fast? I then identified how fatigued I was, far too much to drive safely. That's when I remembered the previous occurrences, and realized the dream. Suddenly, the surroundings changed, appearing as a hypnotic, striped array in tunnel view. Things began fading. So, I felt out the vehicle's ceiling. Then, to the tune of Sky Sanctuary Zone from Sonic and Knuckles, I forced a warp.

Scene 3 - Mode Change!
The visuals were brighter. I was still driving a vehicle, only now, the road before me was spiraling sideways within the clouds of a blue sky. Despite the path set, the vehicle itself kept a forward trajectory, gliding off-road when necessary. Still lucid, thanks to the above song anchoring such.

I thought of tasks to do, and recalled the powered armor TOTM. Before starting, I phased off the moving vehicle. From there, I uttered "Change Mode!" in a thick Japanese accent. Concurrently, I willed a third-person view to see myself get armored, though I only appeared as mostly a blur. I did at least witness my skin taking on a white, ceramic plated form. Furthermore, Egg Reverie from Sonic Mania replaced the previous song.

Back to first-person, from which I immediately took flight. I moved around my limbs, noticing a natural, unrestricted motion of such. I soon identified cold air subtly blowing all over me from within the armor, and the unusual illusion of spaciousness that brought, if only compared to how tightly the suit clung onto me.

It seemed the view from my right eye was dulled. But, I realized this was because of a scanning interface, so noted by markers being placed over various vehicles passing below me. This made me curious on weaponry. I tried finding a good target, but everything I found was moving too fast, not to mention unjustifiable to engage. After a minute of waiting, I decided to just blast the air. A green laser immediately shot from my right palm, puncturing holes through the clouds. It streamed for a quite a while, though I dared not aim at anything substantial.

Things quickly destabilized afterwards, and the dream collapsed.

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Many, many dreamlets, a few of which had transitioned to dreams, though all but the one below are forgotten.

Dream 3 - Burning Phoenix

The visuals were blurred. I was scrounging around in the kitchen. Noticed my brothers and nephew watching the TV intently. On screen was an episode of Steven Universe. There was an ongoing high-speed chase, during which several characters were bouncing around in the back of a van (Greg's van, probably).

I then gained awareness. To rid distraction from the program, I hovered up in a wreath of flames, then blazed through and away from the living room (like so; I even yelled out the move's name)There was some noticeable delay at first, which was corrected about halfway through the maneuver.

I got distracted by random thoughts after that, and can't recall anything else.

Created Tuesday 05 December 2017

Spoiler for posterity's sake:

I've two WILD cycles to note, most of which I retained awareness. There was a dream fragment in-between. I probably would have had more from before these, though a certain interruption kinda spoiled my recollection of such. Just as well, I suppose.

Dream 1 - Potion of Elemental Wrath

Scene 1 - A Blood Offering?
WILD transition in bed. As usual, I blindly tried rolling off the mattress and into another scene, only to continually warp back to where I started. I'd sporadically either sightlessly land on the floor, or fell into the void. Either way, I further reinforced the dream state to myself by continually moving in place, be that by spinning, walking, or even dancing (poorly). And yet, nothing came to view, and any attempts to open my eyes resulted in swift destabilization. Various background noises almost kept me preoccupied, including cries of a fictional baby of which I needed to care, and of complaints to my percieved negligence, though I managed to ignore such.

Eventually, I began calling out to my guide. And soon enough, parts of a scenery formed. This starts with a nude portrait of E ahead of me. As I observed it, various game-like menus and stats formed below, though I couldn't make sense of such. Pacing ahead, I soon found a large medival tapestry hanging on an invisible wall. At its center was a curious image: myself kneeling to a giant demon woman. In my hand was a golden chalice filled with red liquid, which I presented as an offering. Ominous, indeed...

Things kinda destabilized momentarily. Brief false awakening, and warp.

Scene 2 - YOU LEARNED - WRATH
The visuals were blurred. I was in my home, staring at the backyard at the dead of night. Initially in a trance, I quickly recomposed myself, and phased through the sliding door. I looked up at the stars, wondering to what I should occupy myself, though it seemed I couldn't think of anything. Just then, the ground collapsed beneath me, and I slowly fell into an endless pit.

One brief hand-rubbing later, and a new environment forms. I found myself floating over a forested seaside cliff at night time. I thought to dive in the water, though control of my movements were a bit unresponsive, even "wobbly".

Another distortion. I was now in a forest clearing, likewise at nightfall. By then, I'd recalled several TOTMs, if with a few depreciated choices. In any case, I settled for the forbidden knowledge potion task. I imagined myself holding phial, and like that, said object appeared instantly. It seemed empty at first. Upon closer inspection, I noticed chaotic visions forming inside, that of sunny hills, of floating flowers, of tossed traffic lights, and a similar burst of random, colorful sights. So, I took a swig. Didn't initially notice anything tangible. But eventually, I discerned a bitter metallic aftertaste. Following that, I began feeling a bit queasy. Things seemed otherwise disappointingly mundane.

Unrelated to the matter, a glowing portal formed next to me. I stepped inside, upon which I lost sense of my body, though my vision and hearing retained presence. Then, a video-game-esque score screen appeared, though what it counted is anyone's guess. Music was playing as well, starting with some unknown (or forgotten?) tense fanfare, then followed by Slow Moon from Streets of Rage 2 about half a minute later.

Once the score was tallied up, a segment of text flickered, reading "YOU LEARNED: WRATH". The screen faded into a white void, whereupon I began reforming. Concurrently, a red street racing car was manifesting in view. A target, I presumed. I held up my arms towards it, and whispered "wrath". Suddenly, a storm of icicles descended upon the vehicle, battering it to ruin. A few seconds later, the attack changed to stream of lightning bolts. And following that, a roaring torrent of flames. Nothing remained of the target, save for a black stain on the invisible ground.

I got interrupted, and woke up promptly.

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Something of watching Law and Order. McCoy has an arrogant ex-lawyer turned defendant on the ropes. Despite his outrage at such, the defendant goes along with a plea.

Dream 2 - Geists and Heists

Scene 1 - Wrath Revisited
Another WILD transition. This started with a few more minutes of rolling and repeated false awakenings before a new scene formed. I was now in a large home, dim grey light illuminating its rooms. Wherever I looked, a dusty, tarp-covered piece furniture was present. Obviously a haunted place. It thus came to little surprise when I found a gaunt, stringy haired ghost girl lurking in the far corner. "Yup," I muttered, "it's a nightmare alright".

I backed away slowly, only to catch the phantom's interest. The sight of her shambling towards me sent me running. She let out a piercing wail, then crawled after me, her form shunting in and out of existence sporadically. I was soon forced to climb a flight of stairs, though it quickly became apparent that this path had no end in sight. So, I turned to fight.

Remembering the incantation, I called out "wrath". Unexpectedly, fire began raining down first. I realized then that, rather than descending in a specific order, I controlled which element fell by thought. Whatever the case, this blaze had no effect. So, I switched to ice, though, as I somewhat feared, this too did nothing. Moved on to lightning, which finally kept the spectre in check, leaving her helplessly shrieking in pain.

Just then, a white meter formed below, and emptied quickly. In turn, the spell waned. Outta juice. I resumed my way upstairs, while desperately repeating "wrath". Instead of creating a storm, a many-elemental barrier formed around me, but only momentarily. Guessed this was how the spell looked "uncharged". This too kept the girl at bay, though not for nearly enough time between each chanting.

Soon, the stairs led to a balcony. I was cornered. Fortunately, the gauge had refreshed. Thus, I wasted no time in unleashing another lightning storm.

Things quickly destabilized.

Scene 2 - Flickering Kitchen Awareness
Non-lucid false awakening in bed. I got up feeling strangely dizzy. Furthermore, seeing that it was still very dark was highly suspicious. I made a hand test, though that proved inconclusive. So, I peeked in the kitchen, and found that the oven and sink were both gone, each replaced by random furniture. That's confirmation enough for me. But, things began blacking out, especially whenever I moved around. Quick, unwitting warp.

Scene 3 - The KFC Heist
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was seated in a white void. No awareness again. There were several other people there, neither of whom, I recognized, save for one figure in particular: Colonel Sanders himself. We were all discussing something about a big heist, though the specifics elude me.

Suddenly, I found myself floating down towards an old-fashioned shopping district, the streets thick with tourists. Several of the previous characters had descended as well, including the Colonel. We were apparently at a theme park, a place which Sanders had part ownership. We tried sneaking by, though the fried chicken purveyor's presence was quickly noticed by the crowd. As such, he stayed behind to provide a distraction. The Colonel went on making wild proclamations of his formulating an even better recipe than the original, one he was sure would sell big. He then began shilling a local ice-cream parlor. But, the sight of a careless emo-teen gave him pause. He glared at the kid, who looked away sheepishly upon noticing the attention. "Well", yelled the Colonel, "it looks like this boy here could use some of that world-famous chocolate ice cream right about now!" An uproar of laughter followed. That was the cue for my peers and I to sneak on by.

On entering our target building, things promptly faded into a bright light. End dream.

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.

Created Monday 16 October 2017

Got a few non-lucid dreams and a DEILD to note, along with a fragment. There was more to the non-LD portions that I've since forgotten by now.

Dream 1 - School Lunch Buffet Brawl

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was waiting in line in a buffet-styled outdoor school cafeteria. Instead of trays, each student was given round, sturdy paper plates. Items were already running low when I reached the serving area. Macaroni and cheese seemed to be among the most popular choice, so I scooped what I could before that ran out. I tried some, and found it to be extra cheesy. Following that, I poured in some soup broth (wha...?), and finally, a handful of steamed sausages.

I turned away momentarily, only to see that everything in my plate (sans broth) had been stolen. Angered, I rewinded time to discover the culprit. Turned out to be some tanned skinned punk, whose hand I found on my plate. I rewinded again to interpose, and yet, he'd the nerve to nab my stuff anyway. More time travel, this time to deliver a sucker punch. But, it seemed I got myself into a losing bout, the bully forcing me into the defensive. What's more, some other guy with curtained hair taunted me for my setback. In thoughtless rage, I went back to sneak attack the both of them, only to get into an even more embarrassingly lopsided fight.

Not much else occurred before the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Market Psycho Wave

Scene 1 - Supermarket Food Samples
The visuals were mostly clear. I was browsing around a supermarket at nighttime. Thanks to semi-awareness, I effortlessly floated around the aisles, if just to go around and sample snack foods. When I reached the meat aisle, I tore out some steaks and sausages from their packages, then used magic fire to cook these instantly.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Law and Order - Paranormal Investigations
The visuals were a bit blurred. This depicted an episode of Law and Order. During prepping, exec ADA McCoy was pressuring an unnerved witness to speak truthfully, but he realized someone had since coerced them into silence.

Cut to McCoy in bed, where he's rudely awakened by police. Much to his disbelief, they showed up to arrest him for murdering someone and leaving their body out in a grassfield. Prime evidence included blood-laden muddy shoes found by the cops in Jack's home.

But, it seemed the police knew this was all part of a much greater conspiracy. It so happened that an evil psychic kid has been hypnotizing people into committing murders in their sleep, to which McCoy became an unwitting puppet. Despite knowing as much, the cops had no way of arresting the boy for doing such, let alone finding him...

Later on, both cops and lawyers agreed to a risky gambit: setting McCoy free without cause in hopes of somehow luring the kid. Around this point, I manifest as an incorporeal figure. Through telepathy, I instructed McCoy to go to a suburbs, to which he reluctantly complied. It was then that the evil kid probed Jack's mind again. This time, Jack was one step ahead, for he somehow figured out how to mentally shield himself in short notice. As he did, I locked on to the kid's telepathy, which in turn let McCoy figure out the helloin's whereabouts.

Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Lake Waves
The visuals were blurred. I was swimming at the center of a park lake during twilight. Various other familiar figures were there with me, though I don't recall specifics. Not long into this, huge waves formed, and battered everyone out to dry land. I was steadily catching on to this absurdity, but not before larger tides literally knocked me back into reality.

Scrap Group 1
Attack on Titan related dream.

Spoiler for major spoilers:

Colt conspired with Eren to kill Zeke, of all things. What's more, Colt reveals his,being of the Fritz bloodline. Cut to a battlefield in a plains. Eren, as the Attack Titanm uses his Coordinate to have a wave of pure Titans assault Zeke's Beast Titan form.

Dream 3 - The Sampling Extravaganza

The visuals were mostly clear. I was browsing the very same supermarket from before. Soon, I overheared my Aunt Karin and Uncle Able joking about off-brand cereal, though they quickly rescinded their words. I then see bags of such foods on a rack nearby. One interesting variety had chunks of chocolate and normal (off-brand) Rice Krispies Treats. This somehow grants awareness instantly. I tried some, finding it tasted as good as expected, though, as with food in other dreams, it melted and vanished much too quickly. Indeed, this was true for cookies, chips, and other snack items I sampled.

After some careless flying throughout the aisles, I went directly to the meat cuttery for some protein. Behind the counter was a man who looked extraordinarily similar to James Avery (aka "Uncle Phil"). There were black plates nearby, which stored what seemed to be beef nigiri. I ate some, when I discovered this was actually shellfish. 'Mr. Avery' wasn't unhappy that I touched something without permission. "Oh sure", he complained, "just take whatever you want."

To patch things up, I tried summoning a copy of what I ate. But, whether gesturing, staring, or through command words, nothing of the sort occurred. I then tried feeling things out on the plate. As it so happened, this was the surface of a hotplate. What's more, that mere tap caused it to short-out in dazzling sparks. Despite the jolt, I was completely unharmed. "Heh, no summoning.", I comment. "But hey, at least I'm invincible."

Next, I held onto exposed diodes, electrifying me further, and creating an more spectacular, iridescent display of electric orbs. I stared at those that fell on the plate, when I realized these had formed a single word: wish. Anxious seconds were spent trying to think of something, but I resigned myself to whatever came in mind. "Mechaz0r!", I shout. Not sure why I thought of Duelyst, having not considered it in a while, but oh well.

Suddenly, the structure begins rumbling, while a familiar tune sounded in the background. The title song for Power Ranger's, to be exact. For extra amusement, I had it seamlessly switch to the Broforce theme. This, in turn, caused a huge karaoke screen to rise up behind the meatcutter's counter, though tiny, illegible text rendered that terminal moot save for the extravagence of it all. As I prepared to sing, a number of other patrons (mostly college/university-aged kids) flocked in to chant along with me. Despite many of us being off-tempo, it was a whimsical moment all the same.

The tune got about halfway before I awakened abruptly.