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Date of Dream: SAT 15 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 154 - Separated Sections

Dream 154 A - Cemetery Confusion
I forgot how the dream started but I do remember that my brother and I were supposed to find our way from Springvale to some far away suburb. I thought the quickest way to get to the other side was to go through Springvale Cemetery. I thought we were on the right path but just shortly near the entrance, we came across a dead end and couldn't go any further. I said to my brother that we should go back out before we get lost.

Back at outside the main gate on Princes Highway, we looked a map of the cemetery and tried to point out all the exits. I then told my brother that if we ever did get lost in there, I could call my “Dream Guide to come and show us the way”. For the rest of the dream, I didn't have to call Dreamy WB as we didn't get lost yet. I don't remember what happened next.

Dream 154 B - Family Holiday Capers
The whole family was on a holiday at the Grampians, I forgot where the specific tourist place was though. When we got back to our accommodation grounds, I heard that there was a good café on site and so I went by myself to check it out. I went in and spoke to the lady who told me that I apparently needed a membership card. The dream quickly showed snippets of some other girl who already had a full membership with the café and so was able to get all the luxuries. I pulled the card out of my pocket with a few math sums on it and the lady said that it was the right one... She said that I now had access to all the red cakes. The lady put 6 cakes on a plate for me, 2 large and 4 small.

Mum then came in and she goes for the 2 large cakes, I have to shoo her off before she could take more. Then we left the café and started talking outside, telling me that she needed to go to Waverley Gardens to buy groceries. I asked if I could come with her but she said that she didn't want me with the adults but rather for me, my brother and his friend to stay back and do something like read. Because Waverley Gardens was really far away, I asked her if she at least wanted to take one of my planes and she said yes. I protested due to the fact that I couldn't go but she just kept saying no. Eventually, I thought to myself that I could smuggle myself into the boot which was basically a sheet of swiss cheese. I then woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: THU 13 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 152 - SML's Bird Cage Ruination

The dream started off with my family at the beach but I forgot what we were doing specifically. We were in the car, planning to head back home and that's when the dream scene shifted. I was now in a lighthouse and I could hear a commotion going on at the other end of it. I peeked through the doorless doorway to see my brother, whom was being threatened by Logan. There was a bird cage in between Logan and my brother and Logan was going to lock him in there! I was going to go and stop Logan myself but then my brother had a look on his face like he didn't want help from anyone.

So instead, I called for Dreamy WB to go and sort Logan out... In this dream, Dreamy WB had responded immediately! She appeared as a hologram above the bird cage, with her hair in a low bun and wearing her glasses. For the whole time, she was smiling at me through the doorway and then she winked at me, that's when she vanished. Then I saw the bird cage start to shake and then it had collapsed and fallen down, its roof and walls laying on the floor like a bunch of wire trays. Then the bird cage had vanished altogether.

What reappeared in the same spot was a big pile of random debris but it didn't look like blasted, damaged wire. Instead, the pieces were like massive squares of this rubber material, like you would see on a playground swing. My brother still had a blank reaction on his face but I could see that Logan wasn't happy at all. Logan was standing at the debris, with his face in a moaning shape and tapping his foot in frustration. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Optical Illusion (See Dreamy WB wearing glasses in a dream)
>> That one time she was visible, she had her glasses on.
- Eccentric Dream Guide (Witness Dreamy WB do something she's never done before)
>> Turning Logan's cage into squares of useless debris has got to be a winner in my eyes for this trophy!
- I can't see you (Have Dreamy WB act as an invisible force in your dream)
>> During the whole duration of wrecking that cage... Logan doesn't even know who did it.

Date of Dream: MON 10 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 150 - Separated Sections

Dream 150 A – Trapped In Suburbia
I was riding my bike around a random area of the suburbs. I then said to myself that I wanted to ride to WB's place but I could go past a certain point. It's like I would keep pedalling but there was some sort of invisible wall there. My grandmother then comes home with these three bottles of juice. My brother said that it would be best if the juice bottles were all stored in his room but I didn't agree with that. I said that one should stay upstairs and the other two can go down with him. Then when I opened my bag, there was one big bottle of juice but the others were weirdly sized. The second bottle was actually two medium bottles and the third was all these micro sized bottles. I don't remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 150 B – The Explosive Feud
I was in the garage and I could hear my parents talking in the backyard. I wanted to know what I was saying and so I asked them. My parents then got really mad at me but I've forgotten the rest of the dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: WED 5 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 147 - Say No To Depression

The first scene showed me in this Minecraft simulation, I was actually in the world of Minecraft! There I saw Cortex as well but don't remember exactly what he was doing. What I do remember is that I let people stay in my house that I had built.

The dream then skipped to me and my dad who were the cast members for the current series of this TV show which apparently, the director said, was going to be 30 episodes in this series. The objective was for me and my dad each to come up with 3 new tactics to remember things... Each week, it would alternate between us... So one week it would be me and then the other week it would be him, it's like we were almost in competition with each other.

I originally thought that my dad and I were actually going to appear on the show but instead, we had to speak to a script and it was going to be incorporated into an animated cartoon of some sort. I do remember one of the scripts. My dad started off by saying “drag me” and then I said “clean me” and then he said something else and again, I said “clean me”. I came up with this tactic on how to remember how many metres in 4 kms, it was so witty but I've completely forgotten it! Eventually, my mum and brother got involved in the show as well.

Then the dream scene was at Waverley Gardens shopping centre, in the Reject Shop. There was this old lady that kept following me around and I didn't like it. The old lady only left me alone when I had found my family members at the end of the aisles. Something then slipped out of my mouth that I was buying something for LB and that's when my mum gave me a death-like stare. I quickly covered that statement up by saying something like “oh no, I said I was actually getting that for myself”.

The dream then skipped over to a random parking lot. Nearby, my brother approached me and he was really upset. He said he had to see the boss of the TV program in person and that's not a good thing. Then when he left, this car pulled up and out got this boy called James, apparently Ms A was his mum. We are on top, in the parking lot, when he tells me things like how he hates his life and how is really considering going into all these drugs. All of a sudden I start crying and begging James not to do these things. I remember saying something like “there's the pain you're in now but what about the pain that others will be in when you're not here?”. Someone was coming and so I hurries James out of the parking lot. I then woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Chilling Out (Have conversations with 3 DCs)
>> Spoke with NNs mum at their front door about calling NN for the pencil (Dream No. 131)
>> Spoke with EL, NBr and WB about looking for Dreamy WB (Dream No. 142)
>> Tried to talk James out of taking drugs and committing suicide (Dream No. 147)

Date of Dream: MON 12 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 131 - Separated Sections

Dream 131 A - It's Just A Pencil
I don't exactly remember what happened at the start of the dream. From the part where I can remember, NN was over at my house. He asked if he could go into my study room to get some paper to write up his trial balance for accounting. The rest of what happened in my house is blurry to me. Eventually, my dad and I did take NN home. Back I my house, I realised that NN had forgot to take his pencil back with him and so I thought to myself I have to return it somehow. I went to the phone and called a certain number which was his home number. No one picked up and so I tried again a second time. The second time wasn't successful either, and so I thought I personally had to go to his house myself.

The dream then skipped to my parents and I being somewhere near the city, looking like an area where homeless people live. I snuck off on them to go and find NN's house. As I was getting closer to his house, the dream was turning to night time and was completely at night when I got to his house. When I knocked on the door, this lady answered with a man and an old woman behind her... I'm guessing this was NN's mum and then also his dad and grandma. Then it was just his mum and she started to get angry at me for some reason. She said that there was a reason she didn't pick up the phone. I then said to her that I just come to return his pencil. Still she was giving me a lecture about something strange. She then asks me if I have anything to say and I end up saying “well I'm not going to give up on you”. I then abruptly change the topic saying I have to go. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 131 B - Driving Practice
Were were dropping NB off somewhere at this sort of party, but then some of my friends were there as well. I was hopping that WB was going to be at this party but I didn't see her and so I was disappointed. I thought that there was now no good reason for me to stay and so I decided to go. Just as I was about to leave, I saw AD wondering around and so spoke to her for a bit. She then showed where WB actually was, she was in some sort of ensemble and I saw her playing a violin! AD and I wanted to actually leave the place but there was an obstacle in the way... We couldn't go until WB lifted her violin bow. When she finally did, AD hurried after me and then the dream scene shifted.

I was now with my parents in the city somewhere. They told me that it was time to pick up NB from “Fountain Gate”, which I knew was just the location of the party and nothing like the real Fountain Gate. My parents were doing to drive but then I asked them if I could drive. My mum was constantly complaining but I wanted to prove to her that I could do it. So I envisioned and then summoned a small dark red car with a pair of L-Plates on it. At first, it was easy to drive but as I progressed further and further down the freeway, I got worse. I then woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Chauffeur (Drive 1 person around)

Date of Dream: FRI 9 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 129 - The Key To Progress

I was in some strange place... The room I was currently in was some sort of mystical library and I was talking to one of the staff members there, a random middle-aged lady. She was saying to me that to get somewhere, I had to use the lift that was nearby. The dream had only showed a snippet of the lift scene with me in it to begin with as the realisation was that I was not ready to enter it yet. I was then at the other side, I had supposedly exited the lift without the dream showing... And the only way to get anywhere else was to use it again. So I decided I had to go and look for the whereabouts of Dreamy WB.

So I stood in front of the wooden lift doors, calling for her but nothing happened. So I took it to the next step and was pacing backwards and forwards throughout the foyer, calling her name as loud as I could. Still no response and I am standing in front of the lift doors again, looking up nervously... I remember exactly what I said, “Dreamy WB, please come!”, in a really distressed tone, almost sounding like Penny from The Rescuers. No response what-so-ever and I so finally decided I had to leave the building to look for her.

I was in this neighbourhood and I remember the sky looking like it would at dusk, but it was more purple without any pink in it. There was this fence surrounding a house and from that block of land, over the fence, peered Mrs B, the mother of the real WB, giving me some sort of judgemental look. Her look terrified me and I straight away had the feeling that I had to get away from her or I would be toast. I found myself floating away from her house in the style of balloon Mario again. At one point, I looked back and she was still there, with the same look pasted on to her face. So then I hurried away without looking back at all.

Eventually, I was able to locate Dreamy WB in the dream and so was now able to return to the lift scene. Her appearance was evident when I first found her but during the lift scene, I didn't look at her much, rather she always quietly trailed behind me... She had her hair frizzed out while wearing her black pencil dress. My dad and brother were in the foyer and they were amazed that I was going to enter a lift “by myself”... Dreamy WB was completely invisible to them. I skipped past the lift with real life, metal doors and went for the wooden one that I had intentions on going into since the start.

Once we got in there, Dreamy WB took no hesitation to make me feel comfortable and secure. I noticed that she was still behind me and so was hugging me from the back. The lift soon started moving and it was going up and down really fast. At times, I felt like I could topple over but in the dream, I knew that Dreamy WB was keeping me from doing so, despite the super speed. At different floors, signs in the lift would actually show what room we were next to, for instance “Floor 2 – The Library”. That's all I can remember in regards to this dream.

Date of Dream: WED 7 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 127 - Separated Sections

Dream 127 A - Evil Box
I don't exactly remember where I was but there was this strange box sitting on this small podium. This box was very bright with some graffiti-like art on it; I called it the “Willy Wonka” Box because that was the theme of the art. Now I did notice something odd about this box, like there was some bad aura coming out of it, with the lid of the box being open.

I decided to approach the box and quickly slam the lid shut. By doing this, I thought the bad energy would be gone, being trapped in that box but I was wrong. This shiny, glowing pink hand shot the lid back open and went straight for me! Just as the hand was a few millimetres away from me, I felt someone pulling me away; it was NN. Now before I had time to perceive his energy, I was already on the course of waking up from fright.

Dream 127 B - The Ultrasound "Genius"
NB and I were with this ultrasound doctor, not in a consulting room, but rather a Kmart change room. Now this guy was “strange” because if NB or I dared to talk, he would “deduct a point” from us, holding these white cards with a red -1 on it. NB or I didn't talk the first time but he took a point away just to show that he wasn't someone who messes around. Even though NB was asking logical questions, the guy still took a point away.

I then decided I wanted to make a move but I was afraid that the guy would take another point from me. I muttered under my breath, saying something like “mess with me and Dreamy WB will neck you”. The guy obviously didn't hear me as no one reacted when I finished, which is what I wanted. The dream then skipped ahead a bit towards to the end of the consultation. The guy was getting really annoying regarding the ultrasound, saying how patients always reject his advice and that if we said no to the ultrasound, we would be going against God and his will. Still, NB and I were tired of the guy and so we walked out and I woke up.

Dream 127 C - TAFE Shenanigans
I don't completely remember what happened in this dream. What I do remember is that JO and I were walking around my TAFE campus which looked slightly different to the real life place. I do remember seeing a few TAFE teachers but not what specifically happened there. At one point, I did notice NN walking past me and JO but he wasn't by himself, he was with his very own clone! Now this did not adopt the exact same appearance as his current day build. The clone was supposedly a 10 year old version of himself, claiming to be identified as his brother. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Sleep: About 7.5 hours. This seems to be optimal for me. It's generally harder for me to fall asleep when I'm getting enough rest every night. BUT, this is a good thing. Because of this, my brain is significantly more awake once I do fall asleep, and therefore my dreams are more vivid and memorable.

Also, I think my brain is hard-wired to keep me up late. Like, ideally my body seems to want to go to sleep at around 12:30-1 AM and wake up at around 8:15 or so. I feel the most refreshed in the morning this way. However, this doesn't generally tend to work with modern-day American society, so I will have to see. Maybe I can adjust accordingly, to the friendlier schedule of sleeping from like 11:00 PM to 6:30 AM, and it will have the same effect. I will make some plans this weekend hopefully and try and figure that out.

DREAMS
Dream 1: I was talking with my brother and some other people, in the family room of my parents' house. There was a Slowpoke (the Pokemon) just chilling on our bench, so I guess Pokemon were real, too. Somebody sitting with us compared the Slowpoke to a really smart person who is just really lazy. I don't know if the Pokemon felt insulted by that or not. :O

Then, outside in our backyard, an insane amount of rocks started flying around in the air, and I think the room started shifting too. We all freaked out, but I woke up before anything disastrous happened!

Dream 2: I think I had a false awakening. Didn't trigger lucidity though. I thought that I had woken up extremely late, and now I was super far behind with my schoolwork.

Dream 3: Warning: this one gets a little bit PG-13. I was on some sort of train. I believe that the train was magical in some way, but I'm not entirely sure. Anyway, I talked to two separate women while I was on the train. I remember one of them was this nice blond-haired lady, maybe in her 30s-40s. She wanted to talk to me and do some sort of study or experiment, which required me to, um, take off my shorts. I can't remember what the, er, study was, but I remember removing my shorts that I was wearing and sitting around chatting with her in my underwear and T-shirt. I think I liked that a little bit too much. ._____________.

It was weird also since we were in a crowded train. I bet if I hadn't woken up, I would've become lucid in this one.

The exact same thing happened with the other lady. I don't remember what she looked like though.

Dreams are so weird. Especially when they're non-lucid. Like...dang. :O

Freezing Lightning
I'm in a pine forest, or it looks like I am, but an elevator comes down from somewhere. There's people hanging around in the forest and most people have superpowers. I know the woman coming down in the elevator, her husband is upstairs in a hospital bed. It looks like he can't be saved. She is crying and losing her mind. I realize this and try to reach her with my words, but she's gone. She lashes out with her power, which is one of the scariest ones I've ever seen. Imagine the world around you being very clear ice, her power was to create cracks in that ice. It looked like she shot light blue lightning out of her hand, it had the same thunderous sound too. When it hit a person, that person was suddenly ice that shattered where the lightning went through. She slaughtered my friends around me and eventually killed me. I saw myself dying in 3rd person, head split into two pieces of ice. I turned back time at least twice, trying to stop her. She didn't listen when I told her we could still save his husband.

After some resetting, the dream focused on two other characters in the forest. A red haired woman with a pistol and the ability to make bullets explode. She was crying and trying to kill a man. Another man stepped in to protect him. He created a wall of ice, or something that looked like ice. It didn't shatter when the bullet hit it. Anything that entered his ice slowed down, like the ice manipulated time. The woman kept firing and moving forward. The man he was shooting kept walking backwards and the third man kept creating more ice between them. The woman absentmindedly walked too close to her bullets and one exploded next to her head. Most of her head was gone. She fell down dead.

Hi Grandpa
I was with grandma and grandpa in a place I don't recognize. We were outside next to a road, looked rural. Silent and sunny day. Grandma talked to other elderly about how grandpa was paralyzed and nearing his end, but could still move his eyes. Grandpa was floating in air. The eye thing was news to me and I started asking him questions he could answer with eye movements. I started to float away with him as we chatted. We didn't lose or gain altitude, just floated a metre off the ground. I started hearing him talking, telling a story from his childhood. And then the dream ended. I lost my grandpa a few years ago. I guess seeing him in a dream no longer makes me lucid.

Fragment: Back in school. I'm together with Satu?

Took a nap from 12 to 14:23 with several awakenings.

-I'm in the store I visit often. There's a bed near the entrance. A girl is on it, waiting for action. Suddenly I'm on the bed, getting busy with my hand while people walk by. I realize this and try to hide it. (Woke up)

-Back in the store, this time I become lucid, but it's a really low level one. I walk deeper into the store and lights dim until it becomes dark. I'm not scared, I tell myself I can see even in complete darkness. I do see outlines of people, shelves etc. I still lose the dream.

-I wake up (False!) in my apartment. I get up and my room appears to be part of my parents' place. My brother has a new shabby room outside, next to the cold room. (No heating reaches that room, nothing else.)There's a lot of snow outside and I'm only wearing sandals. A thin stream of snow rolls of the roof. I grab some with my hand while discussing turning a window into a mirror and back with movable silver panel with my brother. (Woke up)

-Woke up again (Or did I?), same deal, my apartment fused with parents' place. Something is happening and I try to get up fast. I'm paralyzed and can't get up. After a short struggle I can move and get up.

So many missed opportunities to become lucid.

It started with me waking up from my bed. The blue sky is dim as if it will turn night soon. I look around and see a phone, however I assume it is my brother instead of mine. I hear words and people as I put my head back down to the pillows below. I think of my mother and father and offcially get out of bed to greet them. As I am out and about, I see my mother reorganizing the refrigerator. Talking with my father about outside stuff, things I didn't care to pay much attention to. I walk over to get something to drink, to where my father addressed to how I've messed up on something. I can no longer remember what it was about.

But when I heard it I became agitated and eventually slam my fist on the counter. My mother said "looks like he is at it again" As my father simply sigh in a gesture to say this wasn't the first time I acted out. Looks like I'm a hot head in this one I thought to myself. That is when my brother came down stairs from the shadowy corners. He and I greeted each other but then walk off and for an unknown reason both I and my parents had a desire to follow him. We did which led us to a holographic image appearing infront us like some future tec stuff. It showed my brother bashing a flower set up in anger.

We continue to watch and then I came in to the picture, I look a bit younger and so did my brother. My brother had stormed out somewhere and my younger self followed. I and my parents along with my brother both followed as well. I came close to the younger me and touch his clothes. That's when he became even younger and my holo brother was looking to fight. That's when my lucidity began, my parents did not know what was happening. I told them this is a vision my brother is having. I told my brother to hurry up and complete this so we can all wake up.

My borther look at me and gave me the ok face. He and I both walk up to the card that we knew would be the exit. My brother read of the bar code which should release us. As he had done so I began to feel faint and very light. After that I had awoken to where my lucidity was no more. My family and I all appeared to be in the mouth of a serpant dragon. The monster then spit us all out except for this one guy with torn up clothes and long blonde hair. I could sense his intentions were to stay with it for I don't know. After this happened I had awaken again, but chose to not open my eyes. Instead I use my loud neighbors as an advantage.

I knew I would wake up like this sooner or later. Instead of lying there thinking about how much I hate them. I'll use them for a skill I never was very good at. With not much effort, I lay there and ponder what trigger thought should be the one to shoot me in to a dream. That's when I could feel myself needing to use the restroom slightly. Ah, that's a good thought to use as it has a feeling as well. Before I knew it, I had enter a dream and was using the restroom. It work with my eyes shock, hoping that I wasn't actually wetting myself. But I doubt it as the liquid look to fake round like. Before I could look around a lot, I had woken up again due to another disturbance from the waking world.

I am at school with a lot of other people. As I am walking down the many hallways I evenetually am haulted by a police officer. He puts me in a room where I meet my brother and questions the both of us for this computer hacking they've been investigating. During the middle of his interrogation he decides to step out. This gives me enough time to talk to my brother and realize there was one other person beinbg held here. It was a woman and she seem the most confused for why she was here. As I search on the computer and my phone to see if I could have done anything, she is moving the chairs and throwing the blankets in a odd manner. I found it odd that there is a bed here to begin with.

That's when I began observing her and the my surrondings better. Things weren't adding up and so the thought of me dreaming began to surface. However there were a few problems with this idea. Everyone looks very real and the environment look very solid with no change. I lay on the ground and look on the wqindow that had words written on them. I couldn't read it but I can see it clearly it simply wasn't intelligible. I decided to do the rule look at something and then look away for a few seconds and look right back to it to see if anything would change. I did so and nothing change butfor some reason I still suspected this is a dream.

I look at her and told her you are dreaming. I said this a few times and that's when I realize I really am dreaming. Once she heard me, her reaction change from panic to amazement. However she simply disappear after that. I go to my brother in which he was using eltrical wires as new ear puds. I told he is dreaming but he couldn't hear for the first few times. Once he took it off and he heard me but while I was telling him I could see myself leaving the dreamworld. I wake up

I'm in another world with dragons, samurai and some form of magic. Many heroes are looking for a hidden treasure, but fail to find it. A small, bald old man stands on the edge of a jungle, on a cliff. In front of him about five kilometers away there is a massive chasm in the side of a mountain. I can see a cavern full of treasure inside the chasm. The piles of gold are massive.

The old man flies down to the treasure. A bit later a boy dressed like a warrior follows him. He rides a massive dragon made of water. A magic spell he knows, I assume. He also has two small dragons following him.

The boy enters the cavern full of gold and confronts the old man. I'm there with my brother as well. The boy is angry that the old man has been hiding the treasure all this time. The old man tries to calm him down by saying it was for a good reason. I look around and spot a huge egg. It's the size of a house. There's a metallic serpent coiled around the egg that looks like a colorful jewel. It looks quite pretty. "You have a dragon egg here?!" I ask, but before he can say anything, an adult red dragon enters the cavern. We all spread out and get ready to fight. The small dragons that followed the boy try to attack the red dragon with fire. It does nothing. The red dragon rears it's head, preparing to turn us to ash. Just before the flames reach me, the scene ends.

I'm in an ancient Japanese city. My brother was killed by the dragon. There is a statue of my brother in the middle of the town. There's writing carved all over the statue, memorable things my brother said. People have a large brush and paint over the carvings with ink, like writing them again. It's my turn, but my hands shake too much to use the brush. I dip my hand in the ink and swipe over the word "No". I walk away and fail to hold back tears. I bawl and collapse into a little ball against a wall.

Ritual: WTB 2am, woke up after a couple hours and strapped on the Motivaider, timed for 30m intervals. I woke up again after what I thought must be at least an hour and hadn't felt any vibrations. I decided that my awareness was not sufficient tonight to continue, removed the device, and went back to sleep. But apparently this process created an anchor for the idea of lucidity, because in my next sleep interval I became aware of lying in that intermediate state between sleeping and waking and went through the motions of getting up into a WILD. However, in retrospect it is clear that I was already dreaming at the start of this experience, so it was not a genuine WILD but a dreamed WILD (hence DWILD). It was 5:45am when I woke from the dream.

DWILD, "Another rainbow": I am lying on the flat surface of a wooden table as though it were a bed in a large, strange room with a distant, domed ceiling. I feel groggily half-asleep, but notice the distinctive sensations in my body that make me wonder if I'm close to the dream state. I start playing with it as I would when inducing a WILD, attempting to roll and rotate my body while avoiding real physical movement. When I find myself face down and succeed in getting up on my hands and knees, I'm sure that I'm sufficiently integrated with my dream body to get off the table and explore the dream—and given that in retrospect I know was dreaming all along, it is apparent that the sense of difficulty that I experience as I carefully maneuver myself into a standing position, similar to what I experience in real WILDs, must be wholly a mental fabrication.

My awareness is still low and initially lacking in agency, so I go along with the dream narrative for a while. The space in which I find myself is strange and hard to describe. There's a kind of reflective dome above me that rotates and shifts to reflect different parts of an upper floor or balcony. The dome moves until it is showing a distorted reflection of what looks like an early twentieth-century radio, one of the elegant ones in a large wooden cabinet. I am aware that seated up by the radio there is an older man who owns this place, and I am his guest. After this is a scene in which someone tells my brother that if he wants to get along with this man then he should take up shortwave radio as a hobby.

Then a bunch of us are seated at a long table for a dinner party. [Source: Order of the Phoenix was on TV last night, and it has a number of scenes with people seated at long tables.] Plates are served and they all contain huge sandwiches. The older man that I saw in the balcony earlier is picking disinterestedly at his sandwich and asks where the other food is, the stuff that had been simmering in the crockpot. My brother, who had put together the food, says that it will be coming up as the next course. I'm seated directly across from the older man, who I think of as our "host," and can tell from his expression he doesn't want to eat the sandwich. I decide to be helpful and comment loudly: "That's a huge sandwich! I couldn't eat all that even for one meal." Although this is true, my intention in speaking was to save face for the other man by legitimizing the option of leaving the sandwich uneaten while waiting for the next course.

After the sandwich course, we take a break from the meal and everyone who was at the table, about a dozen people in all, are standing in another room. The host is there, and a bunch of vague random people I don't recognize, as well as DC versions of my brother, mom, and dad. For some reason, maybe because of the lull in the narrative, I finally remember my intended task, the leprechaun TOTY, as well as how I had planned to accomplish it. My chief difficulty in previous attempts had been that once I managed to create the necessary rainbow, I got thwarted in my attempts to seek the end of it. As I had earlier been pondering this difficulty, a straightforward solution, perfectly obvious in retrospect, finally occurred to me: why not create the rainbow such that it ends right in front of where I'm standing?

"Okay everyone, we're going to play a game, kind of like a party game." I smile at the host and add, "It'll give you time to digest before the next course." I reach out and pat his belly, an oddly familiar gesture given that the DC did not scan as anyone I know in WL. [Possible source: yesterday I was doing research related to Budai, the so-called "Laughing Buddha," and rubbing his belly is a recognized ritual gesture. But the DC did not in any other respect remind me of Budai.] I complete my announcement by telling the group: "We're going to make a rainbow!"

The room we are in is walled entirely with glass on two sides, like a skyscraper, and I recognize that this clear view of the sky will be helpful for the task. I'm slightly more concerned about the fact that we're three or four storeys up, which means that if the rainbow ends here and I start digging through the floor, I won't actually be digging in solid ground. I remind myself that it is silly to maintain these kind waking life assumptions in the dream state. It can be solid ground if it wants to be, or maybe I can find the leprechaun in the room below us. Dream is nothing but malleable, so I really don't need to be this finicky.

I continue with my instructions to the group: "What we need to do is hold hands and create the end of the rainbow right here." I gesture to indicate the patch of floor in middle of our circle of people. "Then we'll go through, fight the leprechaun, and take his gold." I look around to gauge the response and decide the DCs need a little more incentive. "We can split the money," I add, and am pleased to see that this perks up their interest.

We join hands around a large circle. I feel that my shirt cuffs are too long and and getting in the way, so I have to break off and fold them up in order to get proper skin contact with the people around me. Once again I wonder if I'm being too finicky. Probably. Even the hand-holding seems like overkill, but I thought it might help us join our focus on the same goal.

My assumption had been that the assistance of the DCs would help my own confidence and focus on the task. This idea was probably based on my last rainbow-making dream, when I really did feel like I benefited from the help volunteered by the little girl. But this group of DCs is not helping at all. Like typical adults in a social setting, they are only marginally interested in my unusual party game. While I'm trying to concentrate on making a rainbow, the others are getting distracted and starting to chit-chat among themselves. This is distracting me in turn.

"Quiet!" I rebuke them sharply. "No talking, please. I need you to concentrate. Focus your intention." I figure they could use a reminder of the goal of our task: "We're going to create a rainbow"

Periodically I've been glancing out the windows to see if a rainbow is visible in the sky yet. This time I notice that the weather has changed. The sky is grey and a steady rain is now pouring down. Rain, well, that's halfway to a rainbow, isn't it? I let myself be encouraged that the environment is showing some response.

I continue attempting to focus, and the DCs continue to stand around without helping much. They're quieter after my reprimand but still distracted, and I have the impression that they don't seem to know how to focus their intentions properly. This is exasperating. What good are dream characters who don't even know how to interact with a dream? My mom starts speaking and I almost raise my hand to swat at her, irritated by yet another interruption, until I realize that what she's saying might actually be helpful. She is commenting on the light, how it needs to filter through the water particles a certain way to create a rainbow.

I had never intended to create a rainbow with meteorological accuracy, but hey, since it's already raining outside, we might as well give it a shot. If we can just get the right sort of light, it might encourage our expectations in a way that will make this easier. You know how when it rains and then you see the light break through the clouds, and you wonder if you will see a rainbow? That's the expeirence I was now trying to recreate. I look out the window and sure enough, in one direction bright sunlight is now alternating with the dark clouds. Very well, the rainbow can come from that direction.

Once again I concentrate, reminding myself that rainbows consist of light broken into the spectrum of colors. I think I almost see them in front of me, faint and translucent, but I can't tell if I'm only imagining them until the DCs all break out into "oohs" and "ahs," and saying things like "amazing!" I smile triumphantly, amused that everyone is acting so impressed after their earlier disengagement.

(While it seems odd to make the above distinction between something that "happens" in a dream and something I'm "only imagining," given the many times I have attempted to complete some task by imagining the outcome and it has not tangibly manifested in the dream, some such distinction seems warranted, if much less clear and stark than the difference between imagining and experiencing in waking life.)

It is a bit odd to try to look at a rainbow head on, from immediate proximity, but I do see a faint shimmering band extending from the lit quarter of the clouds to the floor right in front of my feet. I remind everyone that creating the rainbow was only the first step. "Now we have to dig through the floor." I start scrabbling at the smooth wooden boards, trying to imagine that the floor is soft and that my hands can scoop it up like clay. I feel everyone watching (no one else is trying to help) and their expressions are dubious. If merely creating a rainbow surprised them, imagine the skepticism they must feel watching me try to break through solid floor with my hands! I wonder if I can better align the expectations of the onlookers if I use some sort of tool to dig with, but I can't think of what might be handy.

This time it is my dad who speaks up with some advice: "The location of the floor isn't localized on the floor." I don't understand what he's trying to tell me, and I don't have long to think about it because I feel myself waking. I lose the dream and lay still for a few minutes, feeling to see if I can DEILD, but no, my body is fully awake now.

I'm literally listening to sad music right now and it's making me want to cry because of this dream.
NOTE: I don't have a brother and never have had one.

I was in my old house with my mom, dad, and sis. We got the news that my brother had passed away, in something like a boating accident or military accident. I completely broke down and cried. I went into his room(his room was in the basement), looking around at his things. I wanted to find a shirt of his to wear, to smell of him and remember him, but I could not find one. I looked through all his drawers and I couldn't find a single shirt. I was desperate to find something, anything that reminded me of him, all while I was sobbing and falling apart.

This is the second dream I've had of my "brother" dying. Makes me think... did I have a brother in a past life or something? Why would I keep dreaming of him passing away?

<3 love you, brother.

I found myself in the old house I use to live in. I could hear yelling outside in the living room , so I decided to check it out. As I am outside in the living room I notice it is night outside and there were no lights on. It occured to me now that I shouldn't be here and I quickly suspected that I must be dreaming. Despite knowing I'm dreaming ,I didn't feel aware like I knew I am dreaming. So I attempted to turn on the lights but it did not came on. Now I knew for sure that I am dreaming.

I felt this huge wave of electricity zap around my head as I became lucid. I was glad but still like old times, the old back door wouldn't open when I would turn the door knob. I tried phasing through it but it still didn't work. After 4 more attempts the door finally open and I step outside. It was raining, but it was no regular rain. The rain was burning my skin and the ground was also burning my feet. Acid came to my mind, interesting as I begin to observe how my world is. I began looking through peoples window's and had an idea. What if I can make myself become invisible to others around me?


I wonder if I could perform this. So I believed myself to be invisible and walk to a near by store with people sitting around. I move a chair to see if anyone would jump at the sight of a chair moving by itself but instead a woman notice me and said hey. I in disappointment said hey back and walk off. As I am walking I notice a person lying on the ground unconscious in a elevator. The elevator look very risky so I attempted to get inside but it was almost as if these elevators were alive. It would quickly shut close and re open like some monster waiting to eat anything that dare to cross.

I made another attempt and use both of my arms to keep the door open but as I got inside I heard people caling me to come out. So I tried but it was a fight with this machine. I manage to geto ut as I hear the elevator blast off to some unknown place. I started wanting to test how my dream control is like now as I never was good at it. So I thought about summoning someone by random. I look to the ceiling of the store and thought of the person I wanted to summon. I turn around and surprise my brother appeared before me. I smiled and couldn't believe it just happen like that. I decided I wanted to summon someone else, someone a bit more rare for me. However as turn around my brother was um still there.

So I tried again and thought deeply about it and turn around to find my brother looking quite a fusion of another random person. It look weird so I wanted to make my brother look normal again and it happen. My brother look like he wanted to explore so I decided to explore with him but as soon as we started walking he dissapeared. I then continue exploring the restaurant thinking baout how long I can keep my lucidity and could feel myself losing focus. I forgot that I should touch objects and rub my hands to keep the dream flowing. But I manage to last another minute which is ok before waking up. Lucidity Time: 5 minutes