Dreamlog

Went to bed around 10:45PM.

Banjo-Kazooie Remade
I'm seeing a remake of Banjo-Kazooie. It is running in 1440p and 120fps.
The player is at Spiral Mountain and it looks amazing.
There is a spokesperson demoing the game and he goes around Banjo's house to show a secret area.
He makes a point that while there are changes to the remake, it still remains faithful to the original game.
Through this back path, there is an alcove and I can see Gruntilda's hand reaching out from somewhere.
This is meant to prove that the game is remaining faithful, but in waking life there is no such section of the actual game.
Recalled from around 4:30AM.

Investigating M
I'm with my brother A, sister M, and Mom at my Grandma P's condo.
It is the same one where I had the nightmare about the hairy-faceless monster, as well as the one with the crying girl upstairs.
My brother and I suspect that my sister has done something sinister so we make a plan to investigate her room while my Mom is distracting her.
We go up the stairs and find her room with clutter all over as expected. We find a side closet that isn't normally there.
We find that it is set up for her daughter to sleep in. We don't find anything sinister about it.
Recalled from around 4:30AM.

Fragment
Something about Hagrid from Harry Potter.
Recorded at 7:00AM on waking.

Went to bed around 11:45PM

Directionless at the Arcade
I'm at a lively arcade with either my friend H or my ex H. It is a two-player game, but she is watching. I lost a lot of recall here because I waited too long to record.
I'm playing a game where one controls a green lightening bolt that quickly moves across the screen.
If it impacts a wall, you lose. There are many obstacles and the speed is high, so it is difficult.
I die multiple times and end up on my last life. I realize on my second last life that I can change direction mid-move, not committing to a direction.
I can do that repeatedly, allowing me to dodge obstacles as the screen scrolls that I couldn't before.
I am getting much further this time and hopes are high. Very exciting.
I finally die, and I reach for a bag of coins to continue as the countdown to do so speeds up.
I get the impression that I know the coins are mine and it is OK to use them, but also that H doesn't know that and is surprised I am reaching for them.
Recalled from earlier in the night.

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.

Went to bed around 11:00PM. Used a sleepmask for the first time.

Wisdom Teeth
I'm at the dentist's office. The dentist reminds me of Butch Hartman.
He's talking about how he has lost a pen.
I talk about how there should be more colors than red/blue.
I have impression I am here because I'm to have my wisdom teeth finally taken out.
Recalled from earlier in the night.

Fragment
I'm in a city, its day-time. I'm in an alley somewhere.
Recalled from earlier in the night.

Visiting Grandmas
I'm standing outside a small home, it's night-time. There are some fairy-lights around.
I'm with my family (Dad, brother, sister, and Grandma P) and we are visiting Grandma M.
Grandma M is very short. I got to give her a hug and I need to practically kneel to do so.
We enter the home and start to help my Grandma P unpack.
My brother and I are to share a room on the left, with two twin size beds in it.
My Grandma P's room is just across the hall on the right, but there is a laundry room there.
The laundry room resembles the one Grandma M used to have, but the orientation is wrong.
Someone is taking out a kid's costume of some animal out of the drier.
Recalled upon awakening, around 7AM.

Notes
This is by far the best lucid I've ever had. Part of me was hoping that this WBTB would fail because then I would have 3/4 fails for 6hr/10m configuration for WBTB (and therefore a clear indication that I should try something else) but now I basically have 50-50 results with it. Sigh. At least the walk and extended waking RC session were different. Maybe that was the key.

Pre-WBTB

Fragment
A vague impression of a field, like a fairground. Dragonball Z characters are there. Almost didn't count this because of how vague it was.

WBTB
I did everything the same as the previous 3 WBTBs (10 minutes and 8mg Galantamine). Except, I decided to take a walk this time. So I walked to the end of the street and back. It was nice. It's finally cooling off around here so the morning air was very pleasant. I spend the time outside walking thinking about "The Lucid Dreaming Portal" and his extended version of reality checks. I try to make the 10 minutes one long reality checking session of heightened awareness. I return to bed after that.

Post-WBTB

Counters & Pizza
I find myself waking up, and I think to do a nose-plug RC because I think it may have been long enough for a dream to form.
I can breathe, I'm lucid. I double-check with a hand-RC and I see more than five fingers on my left hand. Dream verified.
I get out of bed and rub my hands together to stabilize, but don't think to do more than that.
I go down the hall into my living room and think about how while the teleporting may be challenging, I can still get points other ways.
I think about how last time I licked a wall (and the judgement of the result) so I take a bite out of the edge of the counter.
It's very hard on my dream teeth, and honestly I barely get any actually into my mouth. It tasted a bit like how dust smells, but hard to describe.
Then I wonder if that is going to count, so I look for something else.
Because my brain must believe I am a slob, there are two boxes of cold pizza on the counter nearby.
One of the them is square-cut and resembles Jet's Pizza, which is one of my favorites from back home (they have one here in AZ but it is out of the way).
I pick up a slice and bite in. It it super-hard like the counter was but I can still taste the tomato sauce. 1/10 do not recommend. Maybe the counter taste was still in my mouth.
I feel the dream start to fade and I enter the void.
...

Hugging the Goose
I test out opening my eyes and they are heavy. Instead of doing that, I try to visualize my bedroom.
This works. I get a feel for "dream-eyes" versus "real-eyes" that I didn't really understand before when people talked about it.
I get up for another round.
This time, I think about other things I haven't done yet, and I remember that I told my girlfriend in waking life that if I lucid dreamed about her I would give her a hug.
So I call out to her "Goose! Where are you!" (I call her The Goose because she is basically the goose from Untitled Goose Game, nothing to do with Top Gun).
No answer, but I find her in the living room. I walk up to her and give her a hug. She seems happy to get the hug
I notice that there is a ring on the side table nearby, so I think that maybe I could use the ring to practice proposing to her.
It was at this moment when I realized that I don't know what knee I'm supposed to kneel on.
I start to feel the dream fading again.
...

Great-Grandma and the Sledgehammer
Back in the void. Not letting go yet. I visualize my hands in front of me and end up laying in my bed.
Round three, back on my bullshit: Time for the Elusive Fantasy Forest™.
I walk out of my bedroom once again and start looking for ways to teleport.
My girlfriend is there in the living room and I think to try out Saiz's advice.
"Hey Goose, is the elusive fantasy forest behind me?"
"...NO!" she says resolutely.
So much for that. Maybe I can try something else. I remember Lang's advice and go into the kitchen.
I open the fridge and shove my face in. I try to visualize a green swirling portal inside.
Despite seeing a weak green glow at the back and spending some time with my face in the fridge among the food, no luck. Damn.
I look around for other options. I notice a closet door that isn't normally there. It's white and has a yellow-colored metal handle with a spiral design on it.
It is identical to the ones from my Grandma's and Great-Grandma's homes growing up. I enter.
Inside is a small room with white tiling from the floor all the way up the walls and ceiling. The door has disappeared behind me.
Trapped.
I see the tiles start to fall off, revealing new tile beneath. As the tiles fall, ♫ music ♫ starts to play.
Yep. My brain is hilarious. The tiles are slowly revealing the Banjo-Kazooie title screen.
Guess I'm not going to be trapped in a nightmare room, but rather a weird one. Thanks for that brain.
As the scene is revealed, there are more than Banjo-Kazooie characters there.
There is some other animated character that is more sinister. Reminds me a bit of Freddy Fazbear, but less horror-themed.
Banjo and Kazooie are being chased by this character.
I still don't have a way out. This is all so silly.
I decide to try out old reliable. The Kamehameha. It's old reliable because it worked for me exactly one time in a lucid dream as a child.
I get into the iconic pose and start...
"Kuhhhhhhhhh...mayyyyyyyyyy.....haaaaaaaaaa....... mayyyyyyyyyy.......HUHHHHH!"
I see a blue energy swirl in my hands, but it doesn't shoot.
I think it might be because I said "KUH-MAY-HA-MAY-HUH" (which I think is the correct pronunciation) as opposed to the way I've always said it "KA-MAY-HA-MAY-HA". Brain didn't like that, I guess.
I start to panic a little.
As if in response, I hear someone yelling from outside the room.
"I'm gonna help you out! Don't worry I'll come back quick!"
It's my Great-Grandma (who has long since passed away).
I turn back to where the door was, and the wall blocking my way is gone.
I see my Great-Grandma in the living room carrying a seriously heavy looking sledge-hammer.
I tell here that I am OK and she seems content.
The dream starts getting unstable again.
...

Sexy-Time
Back in the void. Nope. Not waking up just yet. This time, it feels like I am in a valley between my mattress on one side and the lowered section of the bed-frame on the other.
I visualize my arms and hands in front of me and the dream pieces back together again. Back in my bedroom.
Round four. Still on my bullshit, looking for the EFF™.
I think it might be a good idea to get out of the house so I head to the living room again.
This time there is a knock at the front door. I open it and there is a woman there I don't really recognize.
She's a little overweight (but not excessively) and her skin is a bit tan. She has short reddish hair.
She has a friend with her but I don't really register her.
I wonder if this is an opportunity to earn more points. I decide to try out some DC-control.
"You're going to bend over on the couch." I tell her.
"OK." she agrees without any hesitation.
Fun activities ensue.

Spoiler for Spicy Content:

At one point she is riding me reverse-cowgirl and I wonder if I can try something crazy.
I visualize her transforming into another person. This is easier because she is facing away.
I can see freckles appear on her butt as it morphs into another shape. I see her hair grow longer and change to brown and curly.
This isn't exactly someone I know per-se, but rather, I'm just adding features I like.
The sex feels good but not like the real thing. Guess I could be lucid-er.
Then it occurs to me that I can probably drop whoever I want in here.
So I think about my girlfriend, and the body morphs again. The butt changes to hers, and I move my right hand up to her chest and my left down her front.
I confirm its her based on her voice.
She rides to finish.

The dream starts to fade once again.
...

Silverlight Way
It's a bit of a struggle, but I manage to come back one more time.
I find myself in the same bed-valley as before.
Round five. Same approach but now I actually manage leave through the front door.
It's fall outside, which isn't a season that exists in AZ in waking life. I enjoy the orange fall leaves.
Other than the impossible season, it looks accurate to my neighborhood.
There is an old man standing near my driveway. He's wearing a tracksuit and has short white hair.
I refocus back on the mission.
"Hey man, do you know where the enchanted forest is?"
"Oh! You mean Silverlight Way? It's over that way!" he says excitedly. He has a slight southern accent that I find appealing.
He points up past the houses across the street and over the horizon.
Jesus Fucking Christ. It's real and it has a name! Silverlight Way!
"Can you take me there?" I ask.
"Well, can you fly?" he says, like flying is as trivial as knowing how to play chess or something.
"Sure!"
He starts to float five feet or so in the air and I follow suit.
Feet are freedom units, from 'Murica. For our non-American readers, this translates to about 1.5 meters.
We start to fly in the vague direction he identified. As we go up, I see the road up ahead. It looks like San Francisco and its hilly streets. Still a beautiful fall-themed landscape.
We enter a town-like area and the old man uses telekinesis while flying on what I assume to be his car. A red sedan. It rises up into the air with us.
There is a large cube-like package tied to the bottom of the car as it floats.
He slides the package off the sedan and into a garage (since this is like San Francisco, the garage is on a slant going down away from the street) and then flies to the car's door as it opens on its own.
The old man is driving the car through the sky now, and I sit down in the front-passenger seat.
I see there is a teenage boy with mid-length black hair sitting in the front-middle seat. I understand that he is my brother and he is paralyzed.
He doesn't look like my waking life brother though. I start to wonder if this is meant to be some alternate reality, where the old man is my dad and this boy is my brother.
Later the car is back down on the road, and there is a group of people walking on the sidewalk. They are wearing hoodies and look a bit like they could kick my ass.
"Let's see, there are one-two-three-four-five-six-seven, seven people there. You could get like, thirty-five points if you get them all," I tell the old man sarcastically.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....OK."
Our old man then proceeds swerve and pretend to runover all these people.
I tell him that we probably shouldn't actually hit the people. Then, the passenger door opens and my 'paralyzed' brother climbs over me and jumps out. Guess he is feeling better.
I slide out the door as well (no seatbelts in this dream ya'll), and the old man flies off into the Autumn horizon. No Silverlight Way for me. God. Damn. It.
I find myself on some concrete steps going up near a building.
All alone, I think to myself. Just a guy, with the ability to fly and unlimited god-like dream powers...whatever will I do?!?!
Despite this proclamation, I can feel the dream starting to fade again. Not so god-like, it turns out.
...

School Conference
Plot-twist, not a false-awakening this time.
Now I'm in a school. It looks like one of my engineering classrooms from college.
My coworker B is there, and a few others. They are all discussing the epic lucid dreams we just had.
I become lucid again, because I realize these are my dream characters and they all remember the lucid dreams because of that fact.
I can feel that this dream is very unstable though and I let it fade. I've surely already forgotten details and I need to record.

Based on this and the last WBTB attempt, it seems like 6hr/10m might not be the optimal WBTB configuration for me. I think I'll stick to it for experiment #4 to finish out the original plan though.

Went to bed at 11:30PM.

Pre-WBTB

Fragment
I'm at the Darkmoon Faire from World of Warcraft.
I'm playing as a Night Elf. I'm bragging to the other players around me about something.
Recorded at 5:30AM. Near the end of sleep cycle 3.

Scorpion Trap
I'm at some sort of manor, and I'm together with my ex-girlfriend H.
I find it strange that we are together again, but not enough to make me question it further.
We are standing in the front yard and it resembles the side-entrance from highschool (P) but with concrete steps going up.
There is a man up a story telling us about a device.
The device is a way to capture or deal with scorpions.
I remember looking back at H and thinking she looked kinda hot with her short blue dress on.
Recorded at 5:30AM. Near the end of sleep cycle 3.

WBTB
Woke up 6 hours after going to bed as planned. Felt very well rested. Almost decided to just stay awake. But I want those points. So I took the Galantamine 8mg to stay consistent with my experiment parameters and reviewed my go-forward for the lucid. After 10 minutes I went back to bed.

Post-WBTB

False Awakening
I wake up in my bed and do a nose-plug RC out of habit.
I'm lucid now. I try to move my hands forward to do a hands RC, but they feel very heavy.
I struggle against this weight, but I can't overcome it.
Recorded at 7AM. Early in sleep cycle 5.

Went to bed around 11:30PM.

Thirst at the Store
I'm in a grocery store that looks like Fry's.
Something in the store is chasing me, and I am getting ranked based on how well I can evade it.
There is something standing on top of one of the pop-box displays.
I'm thirsty and start looking for something cold.
My girlfriend tells me that there are drinks in the cart, but I want something cold.
...
Later I'm in a car outside with my girlfriend. I'm in what looks like the bank's withdrawal/deposit section, mixed with the pickup/dropoff area at the airport.
It's dark and lit up by a few artificial lights.
I'm paying for a black Buick car by putting money into the tube.
The car reminds me of the one my Grandma P drives.
Recorded at 5AM. Near the end of sleep cycle 3.

Getting to the Bottom
I'm at my Grandma P's condo with my sister and my friend D.
We're in sitting room by the den playing Super Smash Bros on the Temple stage. There normally isn't a TV in this room.
I take D out of the game, and then chase my sister into "the pit" near the bottom of the stage (if you know, you know).
I hit her with consecutive Down-A sword attacks as Link and she loses.
Then we switch to a different game that my sister choses. The style is cyber-punky, vaguely reminding me of Mortal Kombat.
The screen is split vertically into 4, but players can move between the splits to sabotage the others.
This game's goal is to get to the bottom the fastest.
Recorded at 7AM. Early in sleep cycle 5.

Went to bed around 11:30PM.

Romantic Confusion
I'm at a park. It is reminiscent of the one where we celebrated my sister's birthday many years ago.
I'm with my girlfriend's dad. He is cooking some beef roast on the grill.
The meat is a sphere cut into sections and it stands up on its own. Like a mandarin orange.
I get the impression that he wants to know about whether I am going to propose to my girlfriend or not.
I feel guilty for being unable to answer him yet.
There is a medical facility on the edge of the park. It's white, clean, sterile. Like a lab.
I'm inside a bar-like section now and I'm with my Uncle J, taking his and a few others' pizza order.
There are 3 or 4 styles of pizzas ordered overall and I am struggling to remember it all.
To put the order in, I had to travel through the facility, which had indoor and outdoor sections.
On the way there I chat with someone about how the layout of this place is stupid, particularly the unfinished outdoor sections.
I make it to another bar section, having entirely forgotten about the order, and I have a beer in my hand.
My friend H is there. She expresses romantic interest in me but as she is saying it, a drunk person stumbles between us creating a lot of noise.
The sound covers her speech, but I still hear it. She pretends the noise prevented me from hearing it.
I'm relieved, because I'm not sure how to react.
Later a young Asian man, who clearly leads his group of friends, comes over to me.
"Dude, did you see how cute she was? You have to say something!"
"I have a girlfriend man," I say.
He makes an overly animated expression with his hands while making an agitated noise, which I take to mean "You should weigh your options."
Later I encounter H in the bathroom, which doesn't make a ton of sense.
For some reason, we know we are supposed to mark locations on the urinal with a marker.
Recorded around 5:00AM. Near the end of sleep cycle 3.

Went to bed around 11:15PM.

Reunion of The Twist
I'm in my middle school's gym during an assembly.
I'm in the audience wearing a college t-shirt.
I think to myself that I wish I would have dressed with something better (like my trusty red flannel) and showered.
We're watching a ceremony on-stage, where my brother and sister are being honored as part of a larger group.
Moments later, my brother is down by me in the audience wearing a similar college t-shirt as me, but I don't notice the discrepancy.
I wonder why he isn't wearing his college's version of the t-shirt.
The event reminds me of a band concert, they had instruments.
DTP.
Later we have rotated and are watching a different group of people. We are seated now.
EC from highschool is seated in front of me.
Awkwardly, my legs are spread apart, and he is sitting between them.
I can feel my balls touching his back. Lovely. He doesn't seem to care or notice.
The performers are now making an arc, again, like in band.
I can recall that GW from band stretches forward to us, like a cartoon character (similar to how Monkey D. Luffy does from One Piece, especially in Gear 5 form).
RW, her older brother and friend of mine, is by me now. He's excited to see her being honored.
GW regards me, saying hello, but I get the distinct impression she was only saying so out of obligation.
Then she stretches back to the arc, with a reverberating snap noise.
I noticed that the bari sax players were playing without their mouthpieces on. But I don't pickup on that being especially strange.
EC points out that they are doing a special trick with the brass, as if to explain what I noticed as normal and avoid suspicion on my part.
Sure enough, the are moving in rhythm, doing a choreographed twist move, with the trombone players.
They pick up their mouthpieces from somewhere out of view.
They play a short melody with their mouthpieces only (which is high-pitched and funny to listen to) and then put them onto their instruments.
The formal event ends and turns into more of a social.
My brother meets up with BY and they talk about dad stuff. BY gives my brother this tablet made out of rose flower vines.
It's not like an iPad, more of a clipboard or ornament.
It's a strange item, but it seems to have a sort of value to it.
The plot of the dream has changed at this point, where my girlfriend and I are now at the event together.
AG, from my more recent friend group, is now there with us too.
My girlfriend senses that I am exhausted from being social for this long, so she is looking for an excuse for me to leave.
AG suggests that we check out a local escape-room called The Twist, where there is an obstacle course that looks fun.
I tell him that my knee is still recovering, so it would probably be a bad idea.
Within the plot of the dream, I then recall that last-year (or a previous reunion-type event like this one), there was an emergency lockdown.
During that lockdown, I was with AG, and we left the emergency lock-down room to go to the bathroom.
DTP.
Now, in the present, we are in that bathroom, talking at the urinals about going to The Twist soon.
I look in the mirror, and I am wearing a hat. I lift that hat and see that my hair is thin. Starting to recede. Great. I put the hat back on.
There is a rotating cylinder on the floor near a sectioned off area, presumably an obstacle similar to one from The Twist.
I test it out and my knee does OK, which I tell AG means that I can go to The Twist with him so long as the other obstacles aren't worse.
He tells me that I should still go, but just skip the bad ones, and we can go get the girls to come along as a group.
We left the bathroom and head back to the main assembly room where we were earlier.
Now there is a large lit-up horizontal limbo pole crossing the entire room that we have to pass. We do so easy enough.
AG jokes that if we can't find the girls we should just get GP (the other guy in our group of couples) and leave without them.
DTP.
We make our way to the exit, and outside the gym door is my Grandma M's condo outdoor area.
I see a trash can that isn't normally there. It is overflowing with McDonald's bags and transparent extra-large iced coffee cups.
I sarcastically give a salute and say "GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!"
"How much money must McDonalds make, if it is like this every day?!" I say to myself.
AG gets into his car, and drives to The Twist. For some reason, I decide to take a nap by a "For Sale" sign next to the condo and the trash can.
...
When I wake up, AG is gone and inexplicably, there is gravel in my shoes. I don't care about this or consider it odd in any way.
Because dream-logic do be like that sometimes.
I think that I should find my girlfriend and tell her about the plan to meet at The Twist.
I go back to the event, and enter through my Great-Grandma's condo (Grandma M and Great Grandma's condos were actually in the same neighborhood in waking life, just a few condos apart).
This time, it is actually her home inside the door.
There is a young boy there playing a rhythm video game that involves a cat.
He seems embarrassed to be seen playing the game.
I went toward the back of the condo where the bedrooms are. The layout is reversed, such that the kitchen has swapped sides with the bedroom.
I don't notice the discrepancy, and correctly move to the bedroom area.
There's a new door (doesn't exist in waking life) that connects the condo to the neighboring one.
I can hear there is another family in that condo playing a Legend of Zelda game.
I wake up with the impression that my girlfriend might have been in the guest room with another man, potentially against her will. Anxiety ensues.
Either way, no bueno.
Recorded at 3:30AM. Late sleep cycle 3.

Fragment
Walking down a shore looking for something. Sky is gray. Ambience is somber, muggy weather.
It reminds me of Darkshore from World of Warcraft.

Redridge Hotel
I'm playing World of Warcraft with the boys on Discord.
It's getting to be about time to log-off.
I recall that ahead of time I had changed the music that will play in the Redridge zone. It now plays a song about change.
It was supposed to be funny, but outside the context of the dream, I have no clue why.
Maybe it was that the 10 minute plus track was replaced with a short 30 second one.
I was waiting for the group to notice that the music had been replaced.
The joke doesn't land. Oh well. What's new, eh?
We reach the main bridge, and it is broken.
I try to justify within the plot of the dream that, the bridge breaking was part of the Cataclysm expansion.
I don't notice the discrepancy that we are playing Classic World of Warcraft, so the bridge should be in tact. Since it doesn't break anyway in waking life.
I jump off the side of the bridge and get the group to watch.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!
My gnome avatar safely lands in the water.
Then I head to the inn to logout and get that sweet sweet rest xp.
DTP.
As I walk in, I'm holding a gnome toy, and the inn is a real hotel room.
I put the toy down and "tuck him in" as a joke over some chairs.
I went around the room and locked the doors.
I see some messages on BattleNet from my brother, where he had gotten notifications from when I played with my display resolution settings.
This was an accident, not sure why he was getting notifications for that. I try to explain to him that it has to do with having two monitors.
My brother is now in the room next door, and they are connected through a door as well as an open section near the far-end of the room.
My brother tells me there is an inspector that is coming and I should clean up.
I shrug him off and say that "Whatever. If he finds something, he finds something."
Recorded at 7:30AM. Mid sleep cycle 6.

Pre-WBTB

Fragment
I can faintly remember something Dragonball Z related.

WBTB
I'm very tired but force myself out of bed. I spend the 10 minutes similar to how I did last night: going over my plans, and reviewing the advice friends on DV gave me regarding teleporting and visualization.
I lay down and spend a long while trying to get to sleep. It's possible that 10 minutes WBTB wake-time is too long for me (twice in a row now I've struggled to sleep). More data will tell on that.

Post-WBTB

False Awakening and Fade
I wake up in my bed and remember to do a nose-plug RC, and I can breathe. It takes a couple seconds to realize but...
I'm dreaming!
I get out of bed and make my way to the hallway, thinking about how best to start stabilizing.
I rub my hands together, and also my barefeet on the ground.
But, unfortunately, before I know it, the dream has faded.
I don't recall recovering from this.

Tree Arena Fragment
I vaguely remember a big circular arena.
It may have been inside a large tree trunk. Maybe non-lucid me made it to the EFF™ after all
I can also recall some pirate ships circling the area. The main combat section was raised and the lower section was filled with water.

Pre-WBTB

Fragment
Frieza from Dragonball Z is at a Home Depot store.
Recorded at 5AM, at the beginning of sleep cycle 5.

WBTB

During my 10 minutes of wake-time, I planned what I would do if I had a false awakening at my home. After taking the 8mg Galantamine and using the bathroom, I walked down the hall doing my series of reality checks. Then I rubbed my hands together. I also decided I should interact with the environment in some way, so I licked the wall. Yep. Gotta commit man. I wander around the house a bit, and decided I should find ways to teleport to the forest (step one of "The Plan"). I decide that I will summon an image of a forest on the living room TV and then step through it. Path forward established and my 10 minutes spent, I was content to lay down in bed. I tossed around for awhile and thought about just about every current life problem I have. Maybe I was too awake. After what felt like forever, I finally drifted off. No WILD though unfortunately.

Post-WBTB

Seeking The Elusive Fantasy Forest™
I'm waking up in my bed, and I immediately think to check for a false awakening.
I can breathe through my plugged nose.
I'm dreaming!
I decided to cycle through some more RCs just in case.
I look at my hands, and I have far more than five fingers on each hand. Yep. Dream.
I tried to see my nose on the left and right sides and I can. So according to that check I am awake.
To be fair I've never done that RC before so I didn't really know what to expect.
I default back to another nose-plug RC and I can still breathe. Definitely dreaming.
I recalled my plan from the WBTB prep, so I rubbed my hands and licked the wall. Yep.
It tasted like the real wall. Like paint.
I then find myself back in bed. Another false awakening.
I repeat the RCs, but this time my vision isn't quite coming to me.
I try to will my eyes to work. Nope.
I say "Heal my eyes!" It works a little bit. I say "HEAL MY EYES TIMES 1000!" It works a bit more.
This goes on for some time, and I'm getting annoyed.
I recall another technique where I "take off glasses I didn't know I was wearing".
I do this and clarity improves a lot.
Eventually my vision stabilizes to the point where I can focus on other things. Like my goals.
I can recall "The Plan" in it's entirety. Step one is to teleport to the fantasy forest.
I wander over to my living room, which now resembles a mixture of my actual living room and my friend M's.
My girlfriend S is there on the couch. I decide to play it cool and not tell her this is a dream.
Instead I say "Oh hello! How are you? I'm going into the TV now!"
I don't recall actually going through the TV, so I may have wandered away.
...
I find myself lucid in the garage later. I'm looking around for the Elusive Fantasy Forest™.
I look down, and hope that when I look up, the forest will be on the other side of the open garage door.
Nope.
Vivid green grass and neighborhood. At least that is consistent. It looks similar to how it did in my previous lucids.
I checked around the garage some more, looking for a door or something else I can use to teleport.
I find a storage cabinet and try to teleport Narnia-style, but no luck.
I lose my focus for a bit, and I end up walking out of the garage door and preparing to fly.
I kick off the ground hard and take flight. I specifically notice that my right leg doesn't hurt as I jump (In waking life I am recovering from surgery so jumping is normally out of the question).
I zoom around and enjoy the view. The grass looks even more vivid from up here. It takes on a pastel-like painting aesthetic.
As I take in the view I come to a realization.
There is nothing other than vivid green grass and dots of homes that look like legos from this high up, for as far as my eyes can see.
Maybe the reason I can't find my forest is because this entire goddamn dream-plane is a neighborhood.
I zoom around some more, and find myself using air-swimming to control finer turns. Haven't tried that before.
Also unusual, I land without losing lucidity. I remember that I still need to try this stupid teleporting thing.
I'm back at my garage now and I remember reading a tutorial somewhere on DV about "scrolling the world".
So I raised my hand as if I was about to swipe the world like an image in my phone pictures gallery, not really expecting this to work.
Except, against dream-rules, it does work despite my negative expectation. The entire world, my current view of it anyway, swipes to the left, and a new image slides in from the right, teleporting me somewhere new.
But of course, not the elusive Fantasy Forest™.
I see a big, vivid, blue ocean in front of me. The waves are almost caramel-like. They move too slowly. In other words, their viscosity is higher than it should be. They crash down lazily.
My family may have been there too, I can recall my Dad being present for sure.
I briefly consider exploring the bottom of the ocean because who knows what my brain would put there!
But I ignore the ocean and my family: I am on a mission dammit!
I turn to walk away from the ocean and I notice it is raining behind me, and there is a forest in the distance.
But then a car drives by in front of it. IT ISN'T A FANTASY FOREST! IT'S A REGULAR PRESENT DAY FOREST!
I start to think about other ways to reach the forest. In particular, I imagined it might be easier to seek out a campfire and go from there.
But despite my best efforts, before I reach the Elusive Fantasy Forest™ I find myself waking up, thinking I should try to record before I lose memory of this dream.
I wake.
Recorded at 7:45AM.

Sword Fight With Kid Me
I'm at home, in the gameroom area, by the big round table.
My past self is there. He looks maybe 8 or 9 years old. About the age when we went to Disneyworld.
He says "Are you doing that dreaming stuff?"
I tell him "Yep, trying to!" but I don't become lucid.
Then we decide to have a sword fight. We're just imagining that we are holding swords.
I take a few stabs at him, taking care to not accidently hit him with my arm.
I chase him around the house a bit.
At one point I sit down to rest and he remarks about how lazy I am.
I say "Yeah, having a job will do that to you."
...
There is a cat in a cat-carrier on the floor near the gaming table.
I think to myself that I should let the cat out.
I recall that the cat talked to me and asked me to release it, but I don't know if that actually happened within the dream.
My sister's boyfriend N is there too.
I let the cat out and tell N that he'll need to help me catch the cat later. He agrees.
The cat saunters out lazily and lays down nearby. Totally chill. It seems satisfied that we helped it.
I sit down by the fireplace near the cat. It splays its paws and I play with its footpads.
My sister M is there, and they are talking about one of the third grade teachers from elementary school, Mr. A.
I say "Oh! Is he still teaching?"
M says that Mr. A used to call the place she sat the "Bitch-Chair".
I think about how Mr. A was very perceptive, but don't say it.
Recorded at 6AM, 66% through sleep cycle 5.

Riding the Mountains
I'm in a parking lot, leaving a grocery store. It's day.
There is a man in his car parked nearby talking on the phone. He's arguing with someone about the price of apples.
I remember working hard to get the math right in my head, but it comes slowly.
He says that there are six apples with six servings at six dollars each divided by twelve, or something similar.
...
It's night now and I'm approaching my car.
The building has changed from a grocery store to something that reminds me of my Dad's friend's home remodeling business.
I enter my car and start it up.
I see my Dad outside the car he says "The weather here could be storming or worse, and it doesn't even phase you! You've got your windows down all the time!"
I remember thinking something along the lines of "It's really hot where I live, storms aren't exactly an issue" but I don't think I replied.
I start to drive away, but I have problems actually leaving the parking lot.
I can't seem to orient the car to face the proper direction.
I drive down a path leading behind the building to try and find a place to turn around.
I do find one and finally re-orient the car. I have to nick the side of my car on a nearby electrical box to achieve this.
Now I'm progressing along the path I came, but it is different.
It goes up where it didn't before into a mountainous region.
There is rocky tan-colored mud that is causing the car to slip and slide.
It starts to cake onto my car.
My perspective zooms out, and I'm watching my car go through crazy jumps and maneuvers through the mountains.
The car eventually crashes and flips, so I am sent back to the beginning.
It repeats the course but lands on its wheels this time.
My perspective shifts again. Now's I'm standing, and the car is a toy that I can pick up.
I do so and walk the rest of the way up the red rocks on the mountain.
My Dad is at the top laying in a bed. He is surprised that I made it up here.
The room we are in reminds me of the sky room from the bottom of the narrow concrete hole from the Game Grumps dream on 9/2/23.
Recorded at 4:55AM, just after sleep cycle 4.

Dancing in the Store
It's my birthday, and we are in my childhood bedroom. I'm on the far end of the room (If you turn right as you enter and go all the way).
There is an electrical outlet and it has a bunch of game system minis daisy-chained together with USB wires and ports.
I can recall at least a PlayStation 2, but there were more of them.
My brother and my friend D are on the other side of the room.
A third person at the party is setting up some game for us to watch him play.
He has two tablets, the second one folds and is acting as a keyboard for a laptop, while the top tablet is the screen.
There are some pillows and armchair-pillows on the floor and we are all settling in to watch him play whatever this game is.
...
The room now resembles my Grandma P's sitting den. I'm laying on the floor and I'm the last one up.
We are driving to the store to get a cake.
I get up to join the rest of the group in the car.
...
I'm in a big white van, the one we just road-tripped on to go to Denver a few weeks ago in waking life.
I'm opening the side door, and asking the driver to slow down so I can close it easily.
The driver ignores that request, so I jump out and try to slam it shut as best I can as I jump.
I land in the grass in a neighborhood. It's a sunny day.
I walk past a man having a yard-sale. He has a bunch of tables he is trying to sell.
As I walk by he says "Hey there! Whaddya think?!"
I tell him "They look great! But I'm not in the market."
He accepts this answer but seems a little disappointed.
I keep walking and enter another open garage.
I feel a bit guilty at first for invading, but then I realize that the building is kitted-out to be a store anyway.
There are shoes covering the walls with tiny labels with prices on them.
I'm not lucid, but I decide that I want to find a cute girl and dance with her.
I start to clear out an area at the back of the store, moving TVs, chairs, and other furniture.
As I do this, a mousey-looking girl with glasses shows up and starts to watch me.
I realize she is watching, so I make a show about lifting the heavy things easily, and throwing them such that they flip and land right-side up.
When I'm done, I tell here "We're going to dance!" and she agrees.
While I don't know anything about dancing in waking life, apparently dream-me knows at least the basics.
We dance for a while, and then the girl decides to reward me by getting on her knees.
Nice.
...
The store has changed into a work area. There are some tables with PC setups on them, similar to a computer lab.
There's not enough room to comfortably place my legs.
I'm working at my designated spot, but I sneak to a nearby one that I like better.
...
Later on the tables are gone but there is a long-table in the center of the room.
It now resembles more of a conference room than a computer lab.
There is a TV on the wall everyone is watching.
Some major news is happening. Feels like a 9/11 scale event.
Former President George W. Bush is at the table among the group.
A little girl at the table says "Why can't we just call all the Presidents dumb?"
George W. Bush replies "Well, there used to be less of them, and now there are more and they are all stupid!"
Which doesn't make sense, but the spirit of what he's saying is that things were better under him, of course.
Recorded at 6:39AM, just after sleep cycle 5.

I want to give myself a quick reference for ways I can earn points in this comp and formulate a plan to maximize points. This will also help me visualize the plan start to finish while meditating, hopefully making it easier to remember while lucid. If all goes according to plan, this dream will yield a total of 106 points, shattering my previous record of 70 points. If I achieve the below I will create a new plan involving the other ways to get points. For now though, based on the below I will attempt to execute the following:

Upon becoming lucid, I will reality check/stabilize (+1) and then teleport (+5) from wherever I am into a fantasy forest (+15). Then I will look for something to eat in the woods, preferably something sweet like cake (+10). Then I will find a cave and enter (+30). While inside the cave I will imagine my dream guide is inside it and find her (+15), and have a conversation (+15). My goal will be to have her give advice about how to create a persistent dream realm, and then execute on that (+15).


Challenge Task
Enter a Cave = 30pts

3-Step Tasks
Teleport(5pts) --> Eat/Drink(10pts) --> Summon(15pts) = 30pts

New Goals
Go to a fantasy-themed forest = 15pts
Have a lucid conversation with my dream guide = 15pts
Build a persistent dream palace in the forest = 15pts

Persistent Dream
Enter the same dream space more than once = 15pts

Enemy/Team
Fight one or more enemies = 20pts
Teammate takes you into their dream = 15pts
Fight an enemy dreamer = 10pts
Convert an enemy dreamer = 10pts
Teammates teaches you something = 10pts
Meet a teammate = 7pts

Old Goals
Make rain fall up = 10pts
Make music play during the dream = 10pts
Ask a DC to hangout = 10pts

Theme
Library = 5pts

The Gym Kitten
I'm at my childhood home laying in my parents' bed.
I have a longhair black kitten. Reminds me of Oreo a bit.
Kitten is very cute. Sleeps a lot.
At one point I went downstairs into the kitchen.
It is accurate to how I remember it in waking memory.
A bit unorganized, dirty.
I'm standing by the shelf left of the fridge (where there were often fruit flies from uneaten fruit).
There is a plastic container of frosted cookies that have been picked over. Half cookies, cookies eaten out of order.
Later, I'm at the gym. It resembles the gym I frequent in the present day.
The kitten is still with me. It is laying on one of the benches on its back.
I have an ACME 5-piece package but I can't recall what was in it. Maybe a container like a lunchbox.
The 4th piece of the set might have been a type of ink-pen, "nothing ink" and it was a golden tube-like object.
I had a toothbrush, and remarked that I didn't need something from the pack due to that.
Recorded at 5AM, just after sleep cycle 4.

Crashing the Banquet
I'm in a banquet hall at a round table.
Reminds me of the reception from KB's wedding, but don't think it was one.
My brother A is there with his wife K. He is wearing a somehow formal version of an Ace Ventura shirt, with the buttons undone.
My friend D is also there, and he tells me I look hot.
There was some discussion about whether I was going to attend the event (while I was already at the event).
I eventually decided to attend. When I come to this conclusion, I'm in a sitting room that reminds me of my ex H's.
Since I am going to attend, I will need to go home and change.
I get up and leave.
Later I am in a palace-like building. It's like my previous rental home, except big and fancy.
My girlfriend S' mom is showering in the bathroom, which is open and around the corner to the bedroom I am in.
I wander over and accidently see her, but don't make out any detail. Embarrassed, I worry about whether she noticed me.
Then I'm driving my car now down a snowy highway road.
I start to lose control of the car and spin out.
The car spins very fast and I try to stay calm.
When the car stops spinning, I am in a neighborhood reminiscent of a childhood one.
I haven't hit anyone or anything.
A man approaches the car and I feel his bad intent.
He starts to flip the car. I notice the car is now a white van.
A couple other men help him.
I get upset and try to yell at them, but I can't. I get frustrated.
I get out of the car and try to confront him, but I can't move or yell.
The man gets into the drivers seat and starts to drive off.
I try to chase and yell but I just create mumbling noises.
There is a box that has some kind of monster in it on the driveway nearby. Maybe a large scorpion.
Recorded at 7AM, 33% through sleep cycle 6.