Dreamlog

The Legend of Honda:
I'm driving a 2018 Honda Accord EX-L in Hyrule Field from The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom. I'm testing out how fast I can go. The dream is in first person.
I accidently drive into the Lord of the Mountain deer spirit, and immediately feel bad about it.
I get out of the car to look around and notice some arrows that I shot earlier.
I'm surprised that I can still pick them up.
...
I've been transported into a high-resolution version of Ocarina of Time's Water Temple.
I'm admiring the graphics as I descend into the lowest floor underwater.
I'm remembering where I need to go to progress into the dungeon essentially off mental memory.
As I go, there is some narration about what I am doing, similar to The Stanley Parable.


Nintendo has a new partnership with Honda to help sell used cars.

I'm Mary Poppins Ya'll:
I'm in an outdoor space, a large field. There are several long banquet tables extending out into the distance.
Between some of the tables, there is a man demonstrating a flying device.
It's an umbrella that allows free-flight.
...
Later I'm seated near the head of one of the tables with my coworker C and my friend H from the Tots.
I'm got the umbrella and I've taken off. High into the sky.
I feel uneasy knowing that the only thing keeping me from certain death is my grip on the handle.
But I get more comfortable with it over time, taking more and more risky angles by maneuvering the handle.
I go out of my way to make sure that the other attendees at the party can see me by gliding close to the other tables.
Eventually I return to my table. As I approach, C, challenges me to land the tip of the handle on a small plate.
I achieve that and return to my seat.
...
I wake up somewhere that I don't recognize. My Mom comes into the room from a door in front of me.
I tell her all about my flying umbrella dream.
There's a CPAP machine next to me, and she is wanting the pipe part off of it.
This device is somehow now identified as the one that will allow free-flight.
I give it up freely, knowing that I have another one I can use.



Showing off my new flying umbrella. Made with ChatGPT 4.

Missed Signals:
I'm in a backyard and I see a group of balloons floating low in the sky.
I think this is strange, and that I should probably do an RC, but I don't.
Instead, I think about what I would do if I were lucid.
There's a small pool nearby to my left, with an instructor sitting in a high-chair.
She is teaching people how to dive. I approach the pool.
I get the impression that the diving is a sort of lucid dreaming skill test.
I don't know how to dive, and I screw it up.
I'm definitely too big for this pool.
...
Later I'm walking around the yard, which has changed into more of a park.
I have the understanding that this is the Dreamviews community, where only members can live.


The lucid dream dive tester. Image generated using ChatGPT 4.

Fragment:
I'm in a hotel with two levels.
My Dad and my Uncle J are there with me.
My Uncle is looking at something on Google Maps.
One of them has thrown a cigarette bud into a trash can.
I'm concerned this will cause a fire.

Return to the Hilltop Arcade:
My friends G and A are sitting on a bench, watching the sunset.
It's my birthday, and there is a cake-like pastry sliced into four parts.
There is a Dave and Buster's like arcade behind the bench.
This arcade is the one from my previous dream in September, where I met Arin Hanson.
...
The space has changed into a big factory. Intuitively I know that the working conditions are bad.
I'm escaping in a sequence similar to the one in the game Portal.
There's a monologue at the end that sounds hopeful.


The Hilltop Arcade. Made with Bing Image Creator AI.

Into the Square:
I'm riding a CATA bus from college, but I don't know where I am going.
I realize that I should pull the string to get off on the next stop and I find it on my right.
There's a building nearby and I go in, thinking I would like to buy a t-shirt.
Inside it looks like a mailroom, with a small square entryway in the center of the wall in front of me.
...
I'm through the square hole now and I see my coworker J getting makeup done by a team on my left.
He's sitting down in a chair in front of some lockers.
It looks like a large locker room.
My friend H from the Tots comes through the square hole, but she is mad at me.
Somehow I have messed up the entryway, and she pulls out a banana peel from it.

Coffee Splash:

I'm in a long square-like room, sort of like a trailer.
My Grandpa R has just died, and his casket is on display.
I keep thinking that the body is going to stand up.
Highly emotional feelings. My Dad is there with me.
We're tasked to set the casket aflame in some ritual and we are hesitating to do it.
Later in this process the casket goes down a serpentine system of pipes into fluid.
...
Later I am in a huge banquet hall-like building, with a theater attached.
I'm walking over to a concessions stand. I find a couple of fruits with barcode stickers and try to scan them.
A woman nearby says that this cannot be bought, even though the scan goes through.
...
I've come home to my current garage. There is a small circular folding table setup.
My laptop is setup there, and my brother has an identical one setup for him next to it.
My sister is with us as well.
I'm having an argument with my brother. He thinks I'm being too easy-going, and not allowing our sister to mourn.
This makes me angry, because I want to deal with grief my own way.
I notice a cold mug of coffee on the table, and I splash it in his face.
Trying to remove myself from the situation, I start to pick-up and leave.
My brother grabs my laptop's power cord, preventing me from going.
I wake up angry.

Shooting for the Girl:

I'm on a roadtrip with my girlfriend, her mom, and a young guy.
The guy is a friend of my girlfriend's mom, and I suspect that she is positioning him as my replacement.
I'm checking out at the counter, buying some snacks. I pay for the guy's food, trying to be cordial.
He seems to appreciate it, not outwardly trying to steal my girlfriend. He is friendly.
We leave and head outside. We are driving a large semi-truck.
A middle-eastern looking man follows us outside and seems angry.
He points out that I'm carrying wrappers, and going to make a mess in the car.
I notice a dumpster nearby and try to basketball-shoot the crumpled wrappers into it.
My shot is miserable. Embarrassed, I pick-up the clump and place it in the dumpster.
I'm worried that bad shot just affected my chances against the guy.

Game Night:

I'm playing a Yu-Gi-Oh inspired card game with my girlfriend.
Taking just a couple turns, I've already cleared her side of cards and attacking her life points.
The values on the cards are in the single digits.
...
Later I'm playing a mid-generation Pokemon game.
Looks like it might have been DS or 3DS era, with animated 2D sprites.
I'm controlling a Magneton, except it is made from four Magnemites instead of the usual three.
I use an attack called Tetraelectro Blast or something similar.
The animation has four distinct stages with accompanying sound.
Basically, it looks accurate to the games.
...
I'm in a Yu-Gi-Oh duel with someone in a large empty warehouse.
The atmosphere is dark and foreboding.
We have fully 3D virtual monsters, like in the show.
My opponent has summoned the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon.
But it is multiplying. Four heads. Five heads. Six heads...
It's the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Hydra now.
The entire warehouse is filled with the oppressively huge heads and necks of the monster.
This monster gets so comically large that I'm nearly trapped by the slithering necks moving around me.
I see a light on my left side. I duck by one of the snaking necks and escape.


The Blue-Eyes Ultimate Hydra. Made with Bing Image Creator AI.

False Awakening:

I wake up and start telling my girlfriend about the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Hydra.
She has put a couple Monster Energy drinks on the foot of the bed for me.
My room is perfectly rendered, down to the real-life detail that my girlfriend is up early for an important work meeting.
I go over to the bathroom and look in the mirror.
I see that my eyes are large and white, with the pupils faded like a blind person's.
I start to freak out and wonder what is wrong!
The eyes correct themselves after I blink a few times.

Fragment:

I woke up groggy with a vague impression of World of Warcraft with friends, and a betrayal theme.

Airport Anime:

I'm at the airport, looking at myself in the mirror.
I'm wearing three layers, t-shirt, hoody, and a large white jacket.
I think about about how the jacket makes me look a lot bigger than I am, like an anime character.
My Grandma P shows up, we are traveling together.
We sit down at a table near our gate and she has some food ready.
There is a brief interaction with another flier but I can't remember it.

Support:

I'm in my childhood home in my old bedroom that I shared with my brother. The one with the wide window.
The headset looks complex, with an irregular shape and jagged plastic pieces.
I'm wondering how anyone understands how such a piece of technology works.
My brother is here now.
There is something wrong with the device and he is on the phone with tech support.
They tell him to solder a section at the bottom.
My brother says he already tried that, and the tech support guy says it is risky for hardware costing some $800.
He tries it anyway, and that causes the screen to flicker. The device was now a face down computer monitor.
My brother stands up the monitor, a success.
I see a desert-themed World of Warcraft zone, maybe Orgrimmar.
I remark that it is strange that he was working on live hardware.
...
I'm in Orgrimmar in World of Warcraft, in travel form.
I'm playing in a bit of a nostalgic way, not really trying to get good gear or anything, just visiting old places.
My brother is here now. I'm showing him "the places where parts of me died".
The first one is at a restaurant, where I supposedly used to work. I show him exactly the place I stood when part of me died.
We leave the restaurant and my brother goes on ahead down an orange section of spiral rocks to the left.
I notice a yellow "!" for a quest to the right and I go to do it.
The quest giver is a human priest, wanting me to heal some warriors fighting nearby.
It's a cookie cutter quest, so it was easy. The combat was scripted such that my spell would always heal the warriors at the last moment, allowing them to win.
Then there is a follow-up, where I have to shoot a bow and arrow in first person through some rings, matching the number of rings the quest giver's arrow goes through.
I get this one on the second try.

Fragment:

I'm at my current home, hosting a party. My friend D shows up, and has a suitcase.
Then M & A from the Tots, also with suitcases. And a few others yet.
M makes a comment that he hates the game "Apples to Apples".

Alternate Ride:

My brother has been paralyzed or couch ridden for many years.
I'm in a living room that reminds me of the Dursely's one from Harry Potter. But reversed.
It's similar to how I pictured it during Dumbledore's visit from (I believe) the Half-Blood Prince. Book only scene.
My brother is married, and his wife is on the couch next to him. But it isn't his waking life wife.
My brother starts telling the story of why he isn't with K anymore.
...
We're on a bus now, similar to the travel buses we would ride between competitions in high-school marching band.
K is sitting behind my brother, holding a stuffed animal that he had given here.
The dream indicates that they have already broken up at this point.
K is trying to give the stuffed animal to my brother, but he is so frustrated with her that he won't accept it.

Miles to Meters With Grandpa:

I'm on vacation with my girlfriend's family. Mostly her's, but a few representatives from mine are there too. We are all staying at a large ranch-style home.
Recently I have woken up from a dream and I have my phone out ready to record audio for it.
The dream within a dream I am remembering is apparently a lucid dream, where I noticed my girlfriend sleeping next to me.
She is twitching and making quiet pained sounds. From experience I know this is a nightmare.
After a few tries I successfully wake her up.
So, I want to find somewhere private to record this dream, but there are people everywhere I go.
I walk from the living room, to a hallway, to a den that looks like a room from my ex's Dad's house.
All crowded with people. I make my way outside eventually into the yard.
It's vibrant green, summertime, as typical for my dreams, with some yellow shine effects.
...
I'm in the garage now with somebody that the dream indicates is my girlfriend's Grandpa, but he doesn't look like him.
We're in a car together and parking it by pulling forward into the garage.
He wants me to measure some distance from where we are to the parking spot, so he hits some big square buttons on the dashboard.
There is a digital indicator with a two digit number followed by an "m" for the units that comes onto the dash after he has hit the buttons.
I say outloud that "Ah! That must be miles...oh wait that doesn't make sense...meters!"
I'm worried that I look stupid in front of him...not wanting to embarrass myself in front of my girlfriend's Grandpa.
I ask him why we are measuring this in the first place and he excitedly says "So that we get to hit the buttons!"
This strikes me as odd, so I do a nose reality-check.
I can breathe. This is a dream.
I tell the Grandpa that this is a dream, and he gives me a strange look. Like an "oh shit, you've figured it out" look.
I attempt to transform him for certain experimental purposes, but it doesn't work.


Fragment:

I'm in a mall-like building, in a large diner similar to something like a Coney Island restaurant.
There is a clothing store nearby that, within the story of the dream, I am very familiar with.
It seems that I have worked at this mall for a long time.


Fragment:

I'm with my brother and my girlfriend in the living room. My brother hits my girlfriend. I'm enraged.
I catch her, and then within seconds I've knocked my brother down, without thinking about it.
He tried to defend his action, but I'm not listening. In my mind, he has no excuse.

Strange Chill:

I'm with Donald Trump and two others on a trampoline bouncing around.
It reminds me of my friend JW's house from my childhood.
We're discussing whether it is OK to be watched while giving birth or making love.
Trump says his wife is into it.
...
I'm driving to my friend DR's house. It's night-time, and cold outside. My car's window is open.
I notice that it has taken me about 20 minutes to drive to where I am at. I reason that there are 10 minutes until I arrive.
I had my music going, but it was on quiet.
I wake up and realize that I was uncovered and the fan was blowing on me, hence the cold I felt.

Reality Check Bait:

I'm watching a livestream of Lucid Dream Portal.
I've just described a dream in the chat to Daniel, where I had been performing a Linkin Park song.
I'm telling Daniel that while reading the lyrics, I learned that I had been saying the wrong words for a long time.
Also, Daniel was on stage singing with me.
I'm posting a picture I edited, adding his face to the scene, into the stream chat.
I second guess myself, wondering if this is too much.
Daniel reacts to the picture and tries to put it up on the main stream view, but it isn't formatting correctly.
It seems like he has a neutral reaction otherwise.
Others in the chat started to spam "mature" images into the stream.
Daniel starts to act strangely in response.
I wonder if he is attempting to bait a reality check from the stream, but I wake up before I actually perform one.

Glitchy Holodeck:

I'm sleeping on a couch at DR's house (where I actually am).
The room's lighting looks darker than usual.
I reflect that since I am sleeping somewhere relatively unfamiliar, maybe I will be more likely to become lucid from my body being more alert.
It occurs to me that I haven't done a RC for some time.
I plug my nose, breathe, and realize that I can breathe through it. I'm dreaming.
I hardly believe it at first, but I repeat a few times to confirm.
I have trouble getting up from the couch, feels like moving through thick mud, but I get to my feet.
I recall wanting to travel by pretending I am in the Holodeck from Star Trek.
"Computer, send me to the forest!" I say outloud.
Nothing happens. The dream fades.
I "wake-up" on the couch again, but I immediately do another nose RC to keep lucidity.
I repeat the same steps but have no success.
Eventually I wake up and the RC shows I am truly awake this time.

Push and Pull:

I'm pondering whether to ask SB to marry me, and I decide to just go for it.
...
I'm at an outdoor party. I've just asked SB to marry me.
She said yes and is very excited.
Even afterward I'm still wondering if I made the right decision.
...
Later I'm with my Grandma P.
I'm showing her a song that I think should be the first dance song.
There's a music video, with some men on a subway pushing art on a cart.

Fragment:

I'm doing PT in a large open gym area and I find a green band I used in a prior recovery.
I'm using a three-pound weight for some shoulder exercises and I feel embarrassed that this is all I can do now.

Muddied Water:

I'm meeting with friends (the Tots) somewhere.
I arrive first, at a Wal-Mart like store. I'm searching for a bathroom.
I see AG hugging somebody who isn't her boyfriend, while MD (the boyfriend) is returning from a nearby isle.
The store then changes into something more like a Toys-R-Us.
...
I'm in a dark and cramped escape-room type area. There are some dark purple plants covering the walls.
There are some pots holding the plants, and the pots are filled with dirty looking water.
...
I'm holding a glass of water, and it has the 'dirty' property from the escape room scene.
I'm standing in a hallway at HM's house that isn't normally there.
I accidently spill the water, and my Dad starts to criticize me before I have a chance to explain it wasn't my fault. Stressful moment.
My Dad is in a full suit, and is explaining something work-related to HM.