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Fragment 1:
I found myself on one of the new light rail trains, perhaps by mistake. It felt like a spaceship.

Fragment 2:
I was in my fiance's room and got surprised by the presence of the vocalist of Love Spiral, a screamo band from Oakland. We talked about various things and overall it was a good time. I believe someone else was there too.

Fragment 3:
I was in San Francisco trying to head back to my hotel on a bus. A black haired girl in baggy clothing was telling me about something starting that she's organizing where here and a bunch of other people are going to be tagging everywhere they can find throughout the city. We look out the window and she says "oh huh, looks like it's already started". Somehow I end up talking about COVID safety and one lady with blonde hair and a blue shirt and dress is upset about mask restrictions, saying that the pandemic is over. I get extremely argumentive to start with but then dial it back and talk about a friend of mine who has long covid and can't walk. Her mind appeared to have been changed. A friend of the other girl was acting quite rowdy and a Wikipedia page plays in my head about how she's the drummer of the band that the other girl is in, and that they're known for being this wild on the bus. I get off at a stop closer to the protesters with the black haired girl and she gets in her car to drive the rest of the way while I walk. San Francisco looks quite a bit more suburban and expansive in the dream, as if it isn't on a peninsula.

La Bamba:
A boy and a girl are fighting in a hallway.
The boy is looking for his sword, the girl has it. It is a double blade, with velcro holding it together.
...
The girl doesn't give the sword back to the boy.
It is night-time, with a blue-green feel to the scene.
The classroom is a portable pod, similar to the ones from my elementary school, but closer to the ground.
I'm in the scene now and notice the sword outside the classroom door.
...
I've returned to the classroom, and know that I am late.
It is a band room, with the regular odd variety of sounds coming from people warming up (or messing around).
I hear a violin, and notice how out of tune it is. I reason that, if I were to learn that instrument, I would suck at it for a time too.
M from the clarinets in high-school marching band starts to dance and play a "La Bamba" type tune in front of the group.
The teacher highlights him, and then the class joins in.

Fragment:
Something about my friend J from the Tots.

Nerves:
I'm at a baseball diamond. The plate is part of my driveway. I am up to bat.
There is something going on strategically, such that the pitcher is forced give me an easy pitch.
I'm nervous because my team is expecting me to nail these.
I mess up the first one. Strike. Then the second. Strike. And the third. Out.
I'm mortified and leave the plate. I go to the side of my house, through the gate to sit down.
I'm sitting over where the trash cans normally are, on the rocks.
I'm trying to remember what the strategy that forced the pitcher to go easy was called but I can't.
J from work comes over to me. I open my conversation with him similar to how I do in waking life:
"So, dumb question but..." I don't recall his answer.
I'm feeling nervous because I recalled that I still have to perform my band solo tomorrow.
...
I'm in a warm-up room at a school with my sax.
It's Solo and Ensemble, where I will be performing a classical music piece similar to this one for a judge.
My brother is there too. He's already warming-up. It's the same solo piece (with piano) I will be performing.
I'm concerned about whether we are allowed to warm-up yet.
...
I'm in a small bar. Lifelight, from Super Smash Bros is playing on the Karaoke machine.
There is a DJ off to the left. The music is low quality over the speakers.
The DJ leaves and I go over to his station. I try on the headphones and notice that the music is low quality there too.
I reason that the original file might be low quality, not necessarily just the speakers.

Nostalgia Band:
I'm in a highschool gym at indoor band practice. I'm a senior who will be graduating soon, so feeling nostalgic.
I walk over to our saxophone cases and join the group. I feel the familiar rush of uncertainty.
Where are we going? What are we doing? Gotta do it fast!
...
I'm with the same group, this time outside. We have our instruments and backpacks.
It's a grassy mountain hike, spiraly.
I see PK, a senior from my 2nd year. He is talking about burying time-capsules for future years.
There are already a lot of time capsules buried in the ground waiting to be opened.
...
We're in a large, cylindrical, dimly lit room now. There are pictures of previous band members along the wall.
My brother's picture gets pointed out. It is his picture from 1st or 2nd grade.

Sunny Day Lucid:
I'm in my childhood neighborhood on a sunny day.
I'm running through the backyards, with the grass being typical vivid dream green.
I have a sense of urgency to get somewhere soon.
There are some horses up ahead, stabled at somebody's house.
I'm on a garden path moving toward them. I try to leave the path to avoid alerting the horses, but I can't.
I eventually pass by them without a problem.
I stop and stand still, realizing that my childhood neighborhood and sunny days are some of my top dreamsigns.
I perform a nose reality check and I can breathe.
I check my hands and I have 4 fingers and a thumb. That's strange, shouldn't they be off in a dream?
I keep checking my finger and nose, and eventually conclude that I must be dreaming.
I try to summon somebody, but it doesn't work.
I feel the dream start to fade.

Went to bed at 11:00PM.

Losing Again
I'm in a large hall with tables. Similar to a banquet.
It reminds me of the cafeteria where we got told we didn't make finals in highschool marching band nationals.
Don't know what the competition in this dream is, though.
I'm with my team. There is a girl I don't recognize. We are younger than the other team.
We are watching the announcement on a TV.
My team is represented on the left and the other on the right.
It gets announced that we have lost the competition.

Woke up at 6:45AM, feeling groggy.

Went to bed around 11:30PM.

New Life
I'm with my family at a hospital. I recall Grandma P and sister-in-law K in particular.
There is a glass viewing case that has the newborn baby girl in it.
The baby is "K Junior". I bring my Grandma P over to make sure she gets to see the baby, and she tells me she already has.
We are rushing down a hall, and at the end of the hall there is a room similar to the small band room from high school.
There is a group assembled here. My friend H is part of it. I think the subject of the dream has changed at this point.
H has a new girlfriend and it is an exciting mystery about who it is. There are other members of our friend group there too.
...
Later I'm rushing outside to a car. It's a downpour of rain.
I'm carrying my saxophone case. My Dad is driving the car.
He won't pop the trunk so I can't put it away. I'm frustrated because he won't help me.
It seems he wants me to bring the saxophone case in the car with me.
Recalled from earlier in the night.

Random Dancing
I'm at a dance studio. It resembles the one my girlfriend and I went to a few year back.
I'm with my friend H again and we are in a line leading to the front desk.
I'm nervous because I'm bad at dancing.
There is a screen behind the desk and it has a randomized list revealing who will be dancing with who.
H is paired with someone else, and I don't recall who my partner is.
Recorded around 7AM.

Axe-Steal
I'm playing a Zelda game. It resembles Tears of the Kingdom. My girlfriend S is watching me play.
We are in a lava-themed area. I'm currently fighting a tall monster.
There is a new partner (similar to Navi, Tatl, KoRL, Midna, Fi etc) that has the ability to steal enemy weapons mid-strike.
In a dramatic and exciting moment, I execute this ability just as the monster is thundering down a massive axe toward me.
The axe gets a green glow (similar to how the ultra-hand works) and teleports to Link's hands. S thinks it is awesome. We're both excited about it.
At that moment, the game slows down, and the background is red. The silhouette of Link holding the axe and the action lighting makes the moment all the more epic.
I strike, the monster falls, I win.
Recorded around 7AM.

I'm checking doors to make sure they're locked. It's cold and rainy outside. I realize that I might have forgotten to lock the backdoor after I took the trash out earlier. I go over and confirm it isn't locked. Suddenly, it bursts open, rainfall flooding in. My brother is there with a knife, stabbing at me. I slam the door shut and try to hold it but he is pushing back and stabbing wildly at the openings of the door. I hear myself making moaning sounds. I'm trying to scream through sleep paralysis. I heard myself because GF is waking me up.

I'm in band class. My GF and I are near the front of the room, surrounded by a bunch of percussion instruments. There's a stack of symbols, and I carefully try to maneuver out of the center of them, and I dodge the first bunch. I sarcastically brag about it and then knock over a different one on accident. GF sighs. I make my way to my instrument case. I'm wanting to go warm up and get past being embarrassed.
Some time later, I'm eating some sugary chocolate ice cream drink while wading through a pool. Apparently I'm on the Jungle Cruise in Disneyland, but in pool form. The group of band people is on the other side of a bar sitting and watching me wade across this pool expectantly. It seems like a positive experience, where the staff is encouraging me. The ice cream was actually pretty tasty. I make it to the end, and everybody cheers.

I get up about 4:30AM and perform a WBTB (planned this time, no supplements). I stayed up for about 20-30 minutes. I fail to perform a WILD, and I don't have any recall after the WBTB. I'm thinking this may have been too long to stay awake for me.

I'm in someplace similar to my highschool, but it is on a higher floor than normal. Ceiling seems lower. Assorted open instrument cases are strewn carelessly across the floor. There is a crowd of people in dress clothes creating a familiar pleasant cacophony of instruments warming up and noodling around. I'm in the bandroom before a concert performance. I realize that I don't have my saxophone. I start to sweat and panic. How long would it take me to go home and get it? How long do I have?

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I'm at my friend D's apartment, but it isn't where it normally is. He is living in a loft apartment above a shopping mall strip. I think I might be living with him.
This might be connected to the band dream (IE I went back for my saxophone) but not sure.

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I'm in my ex H's basement. There are some extra couches compared to normal. I have 2 or 3 uncles sitting there. They look like a rougher crowd of people. They are trying to lure a cat at the top of the stairs to come down to them. There is a gate at the top of the stairs blocking the cat. I come lie down on an open spot on the couch. The cat immediately comes to me and lies down on head and starts purring. I feel a sense of pride about my perceived skill with animals.

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I was having some kind of revelatory dream, something that was making me feel amazing and then I felt a strong burning and radiating pain on my left side of my stomach, as if stabbed by a knife. I woke up in agony with a pain I couldn't identify. I feared my spleen may have burst or something, but I grabbed a cold water bottle I had on my nightstand to put against my skin and it eased the pain after a couple minutes. I still don't know what happened.

I am outside my house, combing my hair after having had a shower, observing someone on the other hill. The person looks like my teacher but it is a woman. I feel sad and wish that he actually comes, then I look at the road leading to my house and I see him walking down the road followed by an Indian band playing music behind him. I smile and wait
to see what will happen. My teacher goes sit on a chair that's at the end of the path close to me without saying a word and just looks at the landscape. I ask him how did he find me and he says it was hard because my address leads nowhere. I explain my address is correct but does not yet appear on the maps. I realize the cardigan I am wearing is wide open and exposing my breasts, so I cover myself up embarassed, but he is totally unfazed. I say I knew he would find me anyway and that I had been waiting anxiously. Then we stretch our arms to hold each other's hands and as we touch hands I wake up feeling blissful.

12/2/20

Elon is giving some kind of presentation. I am in the audience. I win a contest allowing me to play the guitar to accompany his band. When they play I still sit in the audience but my guitar is wired into the sound system. It sounds really good and I play better than I have ever played before. There are lead plucking parts and van Halen style taping at one point. The crowd enjoys the show and I can tell Elon was pleasantly surprised at my performance as well. We talk after the show while walking out onto a runway and to his car. His entourage is behind him and we walk side by side. I am starstruck but maintain my composure. I make a joke he likes about how people usually treat him when they meet him "omg I know right! That's totally true, like seriously people!" he responds laughing. We arrive at his car and he says we should totally do this again sometime soon. I assume he is just being nice. But later in the dream I am at another function sitting at a roundtable with some friends and Elon asks me to play along with them again. He is on stage rocking his heart out, he is obviously showing off playing a large drum and the band is just generally jamming. I start playing my guitar along with them only at some point it becomes a bass guitar in my hands. I can't play the bass as well IRL, but in the dream it sounds really good, I remember some of the chord progressions and the accompanyment meshes really well. The crowd enjoys the jam, Elon is in full performer mode sweating up a storm. At a certain point I think he has his shirt off wearing black wrist cuffs and a black headband. My friends around the table are flabbergasted that I am playing with the band from the audience. This time I scoot my chair over in front of the sound guys table who has some lights on his table projecting onto the stage. I sit in front of the light and my silhouette is outlined on the stage. The song goes really well and people clap at the end. I don't get to conversate with him after this time. But I still brag to my friends that I got to hang out with Elon in person 2 times in one week. I am still beside myself.

There is another performance this time I don't know who is on stage but I have an oversized midi controller in the shape of a larger misformed original grey nintendo gameboy. It has several lines on it with options on each line like a mad lib. But when I press them they play different sampled sounds that are all in the same key. It is hard to describe but I am pretty much head banging mashing buttons and it sounds like trip hop techno. I see an old friend from highschool and he throws me the rock on horns while smiling devilishly. He asks about the controller after the performance and I attempt to explain it. People around me are generally impressed at the show. I played from the audience again but only the people around me knew I was coming through the speakers.

Vr headset playing in a room. Don't recognize the game but it is somewhat surreal. My cat comes and lays down next to me while I am playing and the game sees her and puts her in the game as a dog with a cat's face. I walk into a table in the room I am in while walking around in vr. (I've never tried vr irl)

I am looking for G and gather she is at some trump fundraiser, or has been kidnapped to go there or something. I drive my car to a rich neighborhood that I think the place is at and for some reason I keep looking for the place called "Goat Barn" I am unsure if it's a street or location. I park my car and begin walking around the neighborhood. It is very cold and snowy out. I wonder why I got out to walk as none of the street names match what I am looking for. I have a flyer in my hand that is for the fundraiser in typical propaganda style but there is no address on the flyer. I try googling Goat Barn on my phone but come up with nothing. I am standing in front of one of the large houses and for some reason I pull their mailbox off the post. No one is home but I am still cautious someone might have seen me mess up the mailbox. I start to walk away and see the person pull into their driveway. I cut through some yards and smaller walkways between houses to get to the other side of the neighborhood. The Goat Barn is no where to be seen.

I am right outside of a house that kind of reminds me of the old house. With me are John Mayer, Phil Lesh, and Mickey Hart. We all (except maybe Mickey?) have instruments and I think comprise a band called ‘the Dead’. I have a guitar that is a caramel brown and seems really smooth. We’re playing the song Cassidy and are in the jam section. I say ‘go deep’ and we all get pretty out there. I hold down all of the strings and tap them in different places to make weird sounds. I think we eventually bring it back to the main theme. Also right inside the house there are a few shower stalls.




I am somewhere outside, I think at Frenchman's, with Timmy and Michelle Wagner. We are sitting by the tailgate of someone’s truck. Timmy is trying to see a movie with me, so I’m trying to find a time that works between me going to class and work. Michelle pulls up a TMCC website on a laptop and enters my classes into a schedule. I realize I could’ve just logged in and shown them that, but think it’s better to just not say anything at this point.

Date of Dream: TUE 15 AUG - 2017



Dream No. 178 - A Chaotic Exercise

I forgot exactly how the dream started. I remember that I was the same age but was rather back in a primary school class. The teacher was Mrs Brooks, who was my grade 4 teacher in real life. She was quite strict in the dream and the structure of the class felt very tight and controlled. The dream eventually graduated to the current TAFE classes. I forgot what specifically happened in the TAFE scenes. I do remember that TAFE was completely relaxed.

The dream scene then changed to me walking up the hill towards the Glen Waverley Police Academy. As I was nearing the top of the hill, I was saying to myself “lucid, lucid, lucid”... Like a broken record. I don't end up becoming lucid but strange things do happen. I envision all the things this metal lid can possibly fit on. One of the things I imagine it fitting on it a pig's head, like a helmet. The thought of the lid slowly changed to me having the thought to call for Dreamy WB. She did physically appear in her cute, innocent form of braided hair. I forgot what we did though, I know it was only a very small interaction though.

Then there was an entire dream segment on the real WB, who had her hair frizzed out in the default afro form. Apparently once a week, she'd fly all the way on a plane, to see her tutor called Doreen. I have forgotten the exact events of that scene. Next, the dream had it so all the year 12 students in 2017 were set to do an oral with every subject. That meant that there were even possibilities for oral presentations occurring in maths or fashion. WB was assigned to do an oral for english, so the dream didn't mess her up.

The last dream scene took place in my brother's bedroom. The music teacher Mr. H was conducting a band in there, which I was a part of. Apparently I wasn't holding my instrument the correct way. He told me to hold it in some weird position which would only hurt my hand even more. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Fell asleep at: 8:00 AM


Woke up at: 5:00 PM


I was in a place that resembled the Early College I have in my town (I THOUGHT is was the early college but it looked completely different). The sky was overcast, and everything looked like it was tinted a very light shade of blue. There were outside hallways and hallways that connected to each other outside. There was a grassy area below those elevated pathways and I was there.

There was an event going on and I was headed to the gymnasium. I ran through hallways both outside and inside heading towards the gym. Apparently the band was about to preform at the early college, so all the band members from both schools were brought to play at the event.

I found one of my friends from the early college. But the thing is he looked like he was below the platform I was standing on. Like, imagine bleachers, but downwards. So (According to dream logic) I jumped down. The floor was littered with junk and papers, the band members sat on DESKS, and only a small portion of the band was there. I tried talking to my friend but the dream faded out before I could.

Didn't realize that it's almost the deadline in Eastern time. Let me write these out really quickly. I have been visiting my parents and also recovering from the effects of finals, so my sleep has been very deep lately. As a result, I haven't had lucidity these last few nights :/ Oh well. It's a work in progress and I can't give up, right? At least I have been sleeping 8 hours a night, which feels AMAZING. But tonight I will be getting around 7 because I have a super early plane flight.

Dreams from April 28-29:
- Some lady I know (can't remember who) was telling me that Britney Spears was in a romantic relationship with another woman. She was living the boring life of a housewife. I accidentally rubbed against her while I was flying (I have NO IDEA what this means, but it was in my note about my dream that I wrote in the middle of the night), and I realized the lady (Britney Spears' significant other) was actually the lady I was talking to.

- I had to take a test in band for some reason (my band class doesn't have tests). It was really hard because the pictures and the notes kept changing. Normally this would've clued me in to the fact that I was dreaming, but my sleep was too deep.

- I was no longer first on the waiting list for Technical Communication. Someone had changed the time, professor, and waiting list -- I was like 4th or 5th instead of 1st (which I am in the waking world). I was livid.

April 29th-30th:
- A tornado occurred from different types of winds meeting.
- I talked to one of my friends about the programming lab we were working on, and how long it took for me to code portions of it.

...And that's it. 5 dream fragments = 2.5 points.

Not much to be said here. I found myself in the men's room at my local mall. I was looking in the mirror that was mounted on the door and noticed that my hair looked like it had been cut recently. That wasn't right. My hair had been cut weeks ago and was already growing back. This can't be right unless...

I realized I was dreaming and was unsure as to what to do. I'm not sure why but I went ahead and decided to send an email on my phone to a familiar that I met in a previous dream. She never responded so I walked through the mall looking around for anything out of the ordinary I made it the escalator at the other end of the mall and decided to turn back only to find that a rock band had materialized behind me. There stacks of records blocking that hall so I was unable to go back the way I came.

That's all that happened. Then I woke up.