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Before
I wake up at 5 am. I go to get a glass of water, pee and remember the previous dreams. It takes me a long time to fall asleep (40 min I think and that’s the reason why I don’t practice WBTB or WILD).

It’s VR. No, it’s a dream: Godzilla.
In the dream, I am hunting cute Kirby-like creatures scattered along a city street that I can capture for their powers. My latest prey is on someone’s front porch. Then, on that front porch, at the end of the city street above a forest, under a beautiful night sky, I hear this great sound. I don’t only hear it but also feel it. In the distance, from the forest part of the city, there is a giant beast (think Godzilla) walking toward me, bellowing. My mental state is mixed between a readiness to fight it (this is a game after all!) and awe at the surreal quality of the experience. There are gaps in the experience however and I explain it away telling myself my VR headset must be falling off and once I put it back on, it isn’t calibrated properly, so while I am able to bring the fantastical elements of that porch scene, I miss the impact of Godzilla’s arrival. Game over. Disappointment. Now, I realize this person’s porch is their… kitchen. And down the stairs (outside) is more dining room/kitchen furniture. I can hear them inside their house and so I decide to quickly leave their property before they notice me. It’s no longer just furniture outside on the porch. It’s now inside the house, and I hurry out the front, noticing many strange furniture I’ve never seen before but seem functional. But then I realize it’s fine if I trespass, I am dreaming. I might as well do that now: trespass. I have now arrived in a part of the city that has not loaded in much detail so the first building I pick to visit seems boring and empty at first glance, but I let it take life. It becomes a gay commune as I pass the reception room and into the shared bedroom. In the center, there is a bed tree. A center pillar branching out in beds sort of like a tree. The beds are thin and small but not all equal. Couples start to load in. Some couples can sleep side by side while some have to sleep one on another. I notice in particular a man who sleeps on his back with his hands and feet up, and his boyfriend sleeping in an acrobat’s pose resting on his palms and legs. I wonder how can his muscles rest in this position. They slowly come alive and are having lively conversations. I listen and chat for a bit and then move on.

Fake Awakening bed horror
I wake up now in bed. My boyfriend and I notice white things scattered above the bed. I focus on them to understand what I am seeing. At first, they seem like rice but then, they subtly become bigger and alien in shape. I say: they must be earwax, they don’t have the texture, but sort of the shape of an inner ear. How could I have shed so much wax? Gross! And then they are bigger and more clearly alian larvae. Disgusting! The biggest one starts moving! They are alive! We hurry to shove them in a bucket and run to a garbage. My boyfriend dumps the bucket, but they get all over. They’re all over me. I can feel the larvae over my whole body. I am frenetic trying to get it off me. I go to take a shower.

It’s a movie. No, it’s a dream: Ghosts.
In this dream, I think I am watching a movie about a ghost girl. She is talking to her mother who can’t hear her. The mother is running on a big city street and the girl behind her. I can hardly keep up with them to hear but the story is very touching to me. I am bawling my eyes out as I run, thinking “wow, I love this movie! It’s really making me feel things! Wow. I’ll just watch it again another time to hear more properly. But it’s strange to be running in a movie… A bit like the VR experience, I get gaps in the experience until I lose the girl and her mother around a bus station. The street is lined with open restaurants. I notice a guy sitting between 2 friends. I think he’s cute and decide to focus on that to continue the dream. I approach him flirting, ready to kiss him. He is receptive and shy but then I hesitate because the experience is so surreal, and the scene is so alive with people and conversation. I think, this might be real life and I am in a closed relationship. There is nothing recognizable here and I have no memory of past or future. I really am dreaming: amazing. So, I sit on the guys to be closer to the middle guy that I am flirting with. I flirt for a bit, even with the two other guys but then I kind of scold my wandering mind and focus on the middle one. This prompts the one closest to me to kiss me in a way to give me a hicky. So I kiss the guy I was focusing on and the third one joins in with caresses. I am surprised by the vividness of the touch and of the scene.
This new scene vaguely feels continuous with the previous one but maybe only because I don’t remember waking up into lucidity and I am in a city street. I am observing the details with a strong sense of traveling. I am impressed. It seems this city is lived in and has its own culture with so many unique details that seem at home here but that I can’t recognize. There’s a pop rock song playing too, I notice. The lyrics are sung clearly by a male’s voice. I am amazed by my mind’s musical talent because I don’t recognize the song. Then, since this is a dream and there are no rules, I decide to start dancing to the music right here and then. Just making my way around, appreciating the details of the sights and the music. Then, I notice some characters behind doorways or down alleyways are also dancing. I think “see, how my mind and this whole dream is one. My own dancing is seeping into the dream.” And then I dance even more, having a good time in this inner city.

Ghost
I am inside a service business (think travel agency). It’s very nice and fancy but the dream narrative is that the owners are baddies. They have done injustices unto others, and I am angry. I sense my powers. This is a dream and I can do anything. Throughout the night I have often remembered dreams of invisible people unseen to all but me so from this inspiration, I become invisible to the owners. I become an agent of chaos creating havoc for fun, flying and pushing all the wall and table decorations, throwing random items at the owners. They react in shock and indignation. They run after the disturbances I cause. As they come to grab the stuff I am spilling over the floor, they come so close as to almost discover me, so I phase through a door into the next room and continue there.

The Dreamviews Winter Challenge: Sip and kiss for stability, winter and body horror
Presently, the contents of my consciousness are thoughts, no sensations. “What an exciting night! Now, I will wake up. Too bad. I’ve been lucid a lot tonight but I didn’t do anything for the Dreamviews winter challenge… I will get no points. Well, I did fly and phase but that’s not much. Oh well, it was a very interesting night anyway”. I take a sip of a glass of water. Wow. As I sip, I have sight: I can see the inside of the glass, dark liquid in a dark cup, with so many lights reflected on the water, the sound echoing in the glass. It’s a sensory overload in a complete empty dream. The dream is still empty but I have a sense of being somewhere. Ok, maybe it’s not over, I can bring the dream back and complete my tasks! What are my three step tasks? I take another sip. Amazing again. The dream is coming back to life but it’s still empty. There’s just a vague empty human inside the emptiness. Remembering how lucid and vivid I felt in the kissing dream, paired with the previous powerful sips, I decide to further stabilize the dream by kissing the empty human. But before I do, a full human arrives into the dark emptiness with a cloak on hiding his eyes. His face is vivid, but it reminds me of someone I would not kiss. Whatever, it’s not him and it’s a dream. I kiss him. The emptiness is gone! The dream is back! We are in a big room with pillars and people. Inadvertently, the empty human who I had left unkissed latches on to my finger with its mouth. I don’t look but I allow the sensation to remain. Still mid kiss, and vaguely aware of the empty creature at my finger, I focus my attention on the room, and also thinking: “what are my three tasks? Summoning!.. No… Advanced summoning!.. No… There are three advanced tasks… The theme is winter. The first thing is elemental manipulation! And as I think this, I notice, at the bottom of the room, an ice rink. Amazing: I had planned to freeze all the water of the dream into ice to complete the elemental manipulation task as part of the winter theme. But my mind already put some ice into the dream! I am excited by my mind’s trick, but I need to think about how I will recover from the dream beating me to it. Really, the room is like a stadium with the ice rink at the bottom and it’s alive with people. It’s really not a great stadium because there are lots of pillars so I just move on to somewhere else past nearby pillars, still mid kiss. There I find a pool! Great! I focus on turning it into ice. The creature is still at my finger and I stumble and fall. I am scared for the dream stability. I have very little time left. I do not stand up. I focus on the pool from a lying down position. The corner of the pool turns into ice. Not a thin sheet but a complicated multilayered ice. It’s cool and I am happy but then… that’s it? I chose advanced tasks! This will not do it. I wanted everything to be ice and snow. It must all be ice! The pool freezes over. And everywhere I look the moisture freezes into ice and snow. It’s beautiful. And the weird creature that I paid no mind to this whole time lets go of my finger and I notice my finger is looking like a strange white and pink alien salamander larva. I know I shouldn’t pay it any attention, but I can’t take my eyes off and I stare at it move and change forms slowly. And then I wake up, excited to have done it in the nick of time, only to realize my first step was actually full transformation into a deer… oh damn it!

After
I wake up at 7h30 so all the previous dreams happened within 2 hours and a half. It’s been the most lucidity I have had in a night.
Well, now it’s 9h30 and that’s why I don’t keep a dream journal

Fighter jet and the talking duck:
Lucid - DILD

I’m walking through a quiet housing estate and stumble across a large, black military jet with a distinct triangular shape parked in a drive way. (I looked it up, it was an F117 - Nighthawk fighter jet). It’s completely out of place and I really want to fly it over the city, so I jump up on the wing and look for a way to get in. Lucidity starts to build as I know I can get in if I expect to find a latch at the side of the cockpit which I do and open it. I climb inside onto the seat and take the aircraft steering wheel. I realise I have no idea how to drive one but again knowing how dreams work, I tell myself I can just drive it how I would expect to. So I put my foot down on a car accelerator and turn the wheel like I’m simply driving a car. The jet pulls out of the drive and I turn it around a corner and proceed to take off down the path. I simply pull the wheel down and back, as I’ve seen pilots do in movies and the aircraft lifts off the ground and takes off effortlessly. I rise into the sky, just above the roof tops at a gentle speed, more like a helicopter then a jet. I have a nice Birds Eye view and I’m in awe of what I’m seeing, now fully aware I’m lucid within a dream. I see Roads that seem to connect logically. Housing estates, busy and lived in. Cars, signs and lamp posts too. It’s a fully realised place.

Suddenly, I’m grabbed around the waist by two arms that grip tightly. I look down and see I’m no longer in the jet seat but appear to be dangling from the bottom of it like a paraglider. An adult woman with a brown pony tail is wrapped around my hips, holding on for her life. I seem to recognise her, as if she’s a dream character I’ve met before but I’m unsure if I have. “oh! Pauline!” I say, with delight. “I need your help with something” she says with a serious tone. The weight of her body brings me down to the ground and I let go of my jet, now standing on my own two feet with her still hugging me from behind.

I’m now on a cobbled back street with a row of old terrace houses to my side. “What are the lyrics to the song 14 inches long?” she asks as if interrogating me. I have no idea what she’s talking about so I make up some lyrics. “Four-teen, inches, long! Baa, Baa, Baa!” I sing and make the noises of an electric guitar as if it’s some rock song. She doesn’t respond so I grab her arm and try to pull her to my front but as I do I realise she’s light, almost weightless and I accidentally throw her across the street and see she’s now taken the form of a small mallard duck! The duck lands with a bang on the floor ahead and I hurry over to see if it’s ok. “Sorry, you ok?” I ask feeling guilty. The duck jumps up and rustles it’s tail feathers and says “I’m fine” in a rather sweet, innocent voice (like Olaf from Frozen).

Talking to an animal was my goal but now I’m here I’m not sure what to do with it so I decide to do some experimentation. “Run through this house and I’ll meet you at the other side” I tell the Duck as I want to see if a DC can follow me to a destination successfully even without my eyes on them. The duck complies and hurries into one of the houses. It’s then I notice the house number is “13”. This brings feelings of fear, due to 13 being an unlucky number and I worry something nightmarish will happen within. Sure enough, a window smashes and the poor duck flies out of it and lands on the floor in front. “An elf tried to stab me” it chuckles as if it’s funny and not something to be worried about. I look to the window and see a small elf, one of Santa’s by the look of it with a green uniform and angry expression. “Ok, come with me” I tell the duck and hurry away from the horror house. I dash down the cobbled street and think “this has been a long dream” and that thought rather nicely brings the dream to a close.

Analysis:
Funny little dream and low-level despite good dream control. Some interesting and subtle influences here. Read a flying dream before bed, I also saw an advert for Top Gun: Maverick and the fighter jet within the dream was one I had a toy of as a kid. Pauline and the 14 inches long song was random, though I have done some measuring recently in my house and maybe it had some connection to the band “9 inch nails?” My goal tonight was to talk with an animal. I was hoping for a deer due to the competition but received a talking duck instead. Interestingly the duck appeared and talked without me consciously making it and shows that something in the background of my mind was working toward this goal even if I wasn’t consciously doing so at that time.

From earlier on in the night:

I recall I was playing the role of a character in some character that was being made in an 80s movie about someone who was being bullied and generally a butt monkey. I was at a location that was supposed to be a roller rink but the decor was really bland, everything was just shades of white and light gray. Two dream characters (one female flanked on either side by two male, who are all completely naked) walk over and start bullying me. The fact that they are naked is absurd makes me realize that I am dreaming.)

Upon becoming lucid I remember that I am participating in a lucid dreaming competition, though I was still not 100% there. I then remember that the last time I was lucid I did a little 'trans'formation which earned me quite a few points and after chuckling at my own lame joke think I could do that a second time since I am confident that it will work. I even recalled that I preformed it by looking up at the ceiling and then back down at myself. Success. Turns out I was completely naked too so the body changes are immediately obvious.

The female bully comes back over.

"El-oh-el. (she sounded out LOL, hey I thought this was supposed to be a an 80s movie why are we using modern slang...?) You changed sex and your boobs are smaller than mine!"

She was right, I didn't have the same 'assets' I did last time I transformed though everything else seemed the same. I wasn't terribly concerned about that, figuring I could fine-tune it if I wanted. She continued with some unimaginitive insults and goading other dream characters into harassing me. More dream characters (again, all of them are naked)

"Stop bullying me. This is a lucid dream that we are sharing. If you bully me you are only hurting yourself." This time was said with confidence.

Instantly the lead girl flies into a rage and tries to attack me. She starts wailing on me with her hands trying to slap me to no effect. I use one hand to push her stomach. Not like a punch but still with some force and she goes flying back and sliding into the wooden roller rink. She slides on her butt around the rollerblade circuit (its quite small, maybe eight meters long), sliding around again and again in the route a skater would take. All the dream characters are pointing and laughing at her as her leg catches the edge and she starts to spin around.

"Stop laughing! It isn't funny." Even though upon awakening I do recognize it is a little funny.

I try to explain, rather poorly to the crowd of dream characters that they are figures in my dream, and that therefore they are all parts of me. My voice sounds squeaky and lacking any confidence even though I am reasonably confident in what I am saying even if I don't quite have the vocabulary to explain it concisely. I keep trying to correct this to no avail and its rather frustrating. I explain that if one part is 'disharmoniously integrated' then some part of me is not being accepted. This seems to aggravate the other dream characters who are adverse to me being lucid in the dream. Most run away, naked dream characters all spilling out the door while a few decide to attack me instead.

The dream scene changes to have ugly yellow wallpaper and I move into a new room. There is a nonsensical metal railing, like one might see on an industrial catwalk winding through the room and I am being attacked by a large, muscular male dream character. He tries repeatedly to punch me but I'm casually blocking all the punches like Neo at the end of the first matrix movie. He pulls a knife (out of where, I don't want to know because he was completely naked). He goes to stab me in the solar plexus. I feel a little poke and see the knife has gone in only about a millimetre and there is only a single drop of blood. He tries really hard to push it in further but to no avail.

I then summon a bamboo rod by reaching behind me. I hit the dream character on the head, not too hard, and say "go to horny jail" which was in some way connected to the fact that all the DCs were naked and that he was male and I was female (at least in form). Unlike my last lucid despite everyone being nude there was virtually no sexual charge to the dream. A large cardboard box falls on top of him, like a washing machine box and he squats down as it falls on him to trap him inside. There is like a slide whistle sound as the box comes down. Written on the front in black marker were the words 'Horny Jail'. There is a cutout with a window and three or four narrow jail bars made of cardboard wrapping paper tubes. The DC growls and pounds on the inside of the box in frustration, grabs the cardboard jail bars and shakes them trying to get them loose. Despite being a strong muscular looking male DC, he is thoroughly trapped by the cardboard box.

The dream continued for awhile becoming nonlucid.

I did a WBTB early in the night, about midnight I woke up and adjusted the bedding and got water. I was too tired to think about writing down the dream despite my excitement at what by recent standards was a successful lucid dream. But I fixated on the scene where I pushed the female DC back and the horny jail moment and told myself. There was no way I was forgetting that.

Just woke up from a layer-1 lucid moments before reading this.

I had a false awakening after dreaming about some sort of family gathering non-lucidly. I was at my dad's sisters house.

It was dark, but I was in my parents old bedroom. I felt around engaging the sense of touch more than the sense of sight and felt a face with short stubble/beard of a male sleeping next to me. I thought it might be my father but the face shape was wrong and it appeared to be bald instead. (Marcus human form return confirmed?) I looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand by the window and it said 12:14:999 on an oversized seven-segment display. This doesn't make sense to me so I work my phone out of my pocket and check it. It says 12:14:99. I start to have a panic dream that I am late for school/work/college and overslept but then realize that the time is nonsensical and that I am dreaming! The epiphany wakes me up.

DILD (x2) = 15pts
WBTB (x1, success) = 2pts
DC Interaction = 2pts
Full Transformation = 10pts
Object Summoning = 5pts
Invulnerability (not perfect but good enough) = 5pts
Super Strength = 5pts

bedtime 01:30 Super fun night with wife

Pretty good recall and YAY a lucid, for such a late bedtime. Quite vivid first dream. The DILD was low awareness, no thought of doing comp task/goal.

+ beach shorts, clear ocean water [DS], CrLee [DS], band/instrument long scene

[waking, time unknown]

+ LUCIDD #278 DILD in corridor with CrLee [DS], know I'm dreaming, talk with DCs about the dream? Scene begins fading, I move to stabilize, look through window of door into dark room, the flat black color I see promotes the fade so I start moving again to stimulate connection to the dream, the fade continues and I move back to the original part of the corridor and do a spin to try to save the LD, but the fade continues, I think I may end up in a new place... and I "wake" and lift up my sleep mask to see where I am, still dreaming but non-lucid
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In room with kids, they are arranged in a strict hierarchy like a church, a group of kids with an adult are visible walking past outside through windows, I move on and in a dark/twilight [DS] area, talk to people about the color coded boards with numbers, which mean which group of kids is in which location/activity, the group I was asking about the answer came that they were doing Tai Chi. I ask about another group and the answer came "drone field." I ask "oh you mean that large field over in that direction?" "Yes." Move on to very large room, party, people playing with a bouncy/floating large object balloon made up of many concentric objects, a red part was in the middle and we're wondering what it is, get closer and it's made from red rubber that kid's playground balls are made of but in an irregular shape, not sure if we should take it out, put it back in the structure, move on. Group of people sitting at table, come across old boy scout friends, I think the Gre. family will the first one to have grandkids in our troop. Move on to next room, someone says "they like to drink pea juice," young people are sitting at long picnic style cafeteria tables [DS], room mostly empty, someone says it's not really pea juice but pea soup, "Lingemans," I see briefly a white box carton with Lingeman's pea soup on the label. I want to get to a cabinet but two girls are sitting at the table right in front of it so blocking access, move on to the right of them past a table with food, there's a container with animal cookies, I take one, small piece, bite/eat it, moving circling to the right back towards entrance, wake up.



08:34

WBTB

OOB 09:30

Friday December 9th 2022
Slept poorly.
Literally did nothing besides being overly grumpy and eating something to pass the time in the few lucids I had.

WILDed into my old bedroom and went to the window to check if it was indeed my old bedroom. "Oh yeah" I thought as soon as I saw the familiar scenary. I didn't remembre my tasks all that well, so I went with the piano playing which I knew was a thing but didn't remember wasn't the 3 step task anymore.

So I went to the living room, sat at the piano and tried to play something cool. However, nothing good came out and I ended up quickly giving up. Then I went to the kitchen where my sister was playing on her computer. I asked her for some piano advice but she kind of avoided the question and asked me to help her install something on her PC. I helped a bit and then went to the kitchen balcony, which was significantly bigger than it is IWL.

I looked at the sky and it was slightly cloudly, cool and humid and I thought it would be a perfect day to fly. However I wasn't feeling super confident, nor was I feeling like jumping out of the 7th floor, so I decided to test for super strength instead and started punching the wall. Nothing much happened to the wall itself but at the 2nd or 3rd punch it seemed like the wall "stepped back" slightly. I tried to do it again but to no avail.

Next up I remembered the electronic device task, so I headed back to the living room, where my two versions of my cat were. I petted both of them for a bit and then grabbed my phone. Everything seemed normal I opened the music app which seemed to have every tune I have ever listened to. I played one of them, and it started playing an album I hear often, which coincidentaly I actually have on my phone IWL.

Finally I decided to go the neighbours place to see if I could find the Unigine Valley there (going through their door has led to some weird places before). As I was leaving my house I remember the expression "the writing is on the wall" and try to think it would be cool if there was writing on the wall in the corridor when I went out through my front door. And sure enough, there it was. On the left wall of the corridor, in a very faint, light red color it was written "writing on the wall". Kinda neat, uh? (except for the part where it was written in red, I kinda felt like it was blood).

Anyways, I knocked on my neighbours door, but before they had time to answer I noticed to my right a room which had two grand pianos and a smaller keyboard instrument which was clearly supposed to be a min church organ. I sat at the organ and started playing Toccata in D minor by Bach (I can't actually play this IWL, so this was all just me thinking the sound and moving my hands randomly, and the sounds came out). Then the neighbours came rushing into the room, slightly angry. I started playing Autumn Leaves and they apparently had no choice except to groove along. One sat down at a piano and the other pulled out a saxophone and we just jammed. Great fun! Worth noting that I had to purposely not look at the keys for otherwise the illusion that I actually could play would be broken.

Tired driving

I’m driving down the road south of my grandparents’ old house, heading toward the town where my former workplace was located. I’m pretty tired as I drive, I think, but also there is something about the vegetation that is dazzling my eyes and making it difficult to watch the road. It’s a kind of purplish shrub* which looks kind of like wild aster. As I drive, and especially as I make turns, the movement does something with my eyes. I think (or so I have a vague memory of thinking) that it might be a good idea to do a reality check, but since I’m already having trouble maintaining control of the vehicle it seems like now is not a good time for a reality check. Apparently I have to drive south to this town, and then turn around and head back past my grandparents’ place and north back to either my place or where I used to live with my parents. I think it’s already getting late in the day, and I think what I should do is stop somewhere and get some supper and wake up a little. I somehow end up back at the town outside of which my grandparents’ house was located, and am walking around with my Mom. I still have to make this drive south and then back north. Mom wants me to do something, maybe stop at my grandparents’ house to eat. I feel like I would rather just stop while I was on the road, that it would make me feel less like wanting to sleep. We walk through town a little bit, and I see a gold prospecting store, which is more like an Army/Navy type surplus store.

*I think this is the third time that the color purple has figured into my dreams recently. I wonder if that's just a coincidence.

The non-lucid dream ended, my final waking. At the same time, I was chewing on an oak leaf, trying to earn some last-minute points. Was it a visualization or was it still a dream? The leaf was tough and tasteless.

I started to run. This could turn it into a dream or stabilize it. And as I was analyzing it, I was sure I couldn't feel my real body or any signs of real life leaking in - I was dreaming, running through my childhood neighborhood!

I decided to taste another leaf, this time from a red Japanese maple. It was softer that the oak leaf but still with papery texture and only a mild earthy and woody taste, reminiscent of the smell of decaying leaves in autumn. To get some minor points in, I also did a reality check, even though the run probably already covered the points for stabilizing/RC.

Noticing that the dream was nicely solid, I choose to move on to the three-step task.

I raised my hands a bit, slowly turning around, looking up and talking to the skies and the whole of the dream around me: "Hey Dream. Give me a waterbending master or expert on water magic." Not many people were around and I felt unsure about this. Then I saw some people coming from the side street and one of them approached me, smiling. He had tan skin, dark hair and a round friendly face, looking Hispanic. "Are you him, the waterbending master?" I asked. He nodded and joined me. I don't think he told me his name but later in the dream, I knew his name was Pedro.

We were walking towards my childhood home.
"How much experience do you have?" I asked.
"Six or seven years," Pedro answered.
"Six or seven years to become a master bender? That's not bad." I think I expected someone with tens of years of experience but this sounded good too.
I got worried about no water in the area but Pedro pointed towards a nearby ragged area with water puddles glistening between grassy mounds. He approached one of the puddles, squatted next to it, dipped his fingers in, and asked, shaking the water off his fingers: "Do you know, where this water comes from?"
"Uhm, from the air?"
"Yes." He started to talk about rain and water in a philosophical way which made me impatient. There simply wasn't enough time to learn deeply about water.
"Can you tell me how to do this?" I asked, interrupting him. He shook his head, probably disliking my unwillingness to appreciate his approach to teaching.
I tried to draw the water towards me but failed. So I run to the other puddle, wanting to try to create waves. After failing at that, I splashed the water to get some initial waves that I wanted to amplify. But shockingly, there was a drain and the disturbance of the water caused by me made all the water drain out. And the first puddle somehow disappeared too.

On my right side, there were now people, sitting in rows, possibly watching something. I stepped through them, Pedro following me and watching me. One of the men there had a bottle of water and I asked him to pour a little bit into my hands. In a dream a couple of days ago, I was told that my power was to manipulate the surface tension of water. So I asked the water in my hands to stay as a round ball and I threw it into the air.
It flew high and then dropped back down, falling on the head of some unfortunate lady. It somewhat worked, the water stayed together, but I saw it more as a fail because it was far from impressive.

The next part of the dream was confusing. My activities attracted some unwanted DCs' attention. More specifically, they started to chase me and looked like they wanted to arrest me. I found a swimming pool that was covered with thick plastic and started to uncover it. Pedro was still with me but didn't interfere in any way.
I was sitting on the edge of the pool. Unable to do anything with water in it, I considered jumping in, knowing that I can't drown. DCs had unusual guns and tried to shoot me with some weird projectiles but I managed to dodge. Unable to see anything to gain from jumping into the pool, I somehow retreated.
Pedro was on his way out too and I called out to him to wait for me and together, we left the scene.

The last part of the dream was kind of a debrief. Pedro looked differently, maybe it wasn't even him anymore. We were talking about waterbending only allowing subtle changes. But that was in real life. I said: "But in a dream, I should be able to do more with it." And he said: "In a dream? Yes, you should be able to do more in a dream."
Then the dream ended.

Created Sunday 11 December 2022

Got a short DILD and a few fragments today.

Scrap Group 1
Dragon Ball dream.1 Bulma and Goku enter a suburban house. There, they meet Fortuneteller Baba much earlier than they should've. The witch badgers them into doing some chores. When the kids were done, she rewards them with a blue modem cable. This, Baba claim, would allow them to connect to the internet with any device, even non-computerized ones. Timeskip. The duo go to Master Roshi's house, which was also located in a suburbs. They call for the old hermit, but he wasn't home. They decide to leave him the magic modem cable as a gift for him.

At a sports stadium watching a baseball game. Mom and Jethro were there. Later, this lean light skinned dark haired guy starts harassing Jethro. The jerk goes nuts, and starts attacking my brother. I intervene, yet somehow, that guy was strong enough to not only hold us both back, but also to lift the two of us off the ground. He tosses us down into the field. It was a long fall before hitting the ground. Warp. I'm back at my seat. None of this commotion ever happened. I get up, and go to the food court/concourse. For some reason, I go all the way around the opposite side of the stadium to find a certain stand. There, I find a gate sealed with a roller door. Curious, I open this up, to find this lead to a seating aisle sealed off to the rest of the public. A security guard (who looked more like a blonde surfer dude in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts ensemble and wearing shades) was standing there, back facing me. He soon turns around, and spots me skulking around. I get spontaneously aware. To score point (and also to avoid unnecessary trouble), I literally rewind the dream, tape scratching sound and all. Events play backwards at dizzying speeds, until I'm halfway down the concourse again, where time is restored. I think of what to do, but after about twelve seconds of pondering things over, the dream collapses.

Watching a supposed live action Boondocks movie. Zoom in a Compton suburbs during daytime. This place looked an awful lot like the neighborhood in Friday. Anyway, Robert Freeman (played by the late John Witherspoon, who voiced the same character, and also starred in Friday) was watering his lawn. Soon, a car pulls up, dropping off his grandsons , Riley and Huey. They retained their voice from the cartoon series, despite being played by unknown young actors. Also there was Lamilton. He bragged about how the three snuck into a rated R movie. He tries to get the Freeman boys up to other antics, but they were fed up with him, so Lamilton just goes home. Robert overheard what was said, and was quite upset. He pulls out an airhorn, and sounds it right at the ears of his grand sons. He then yells at them for doing what he told them not to. The two argue that they were roped into Lamilton's whims. They also noted how that other kid was batshit insane. Granddad wanted none of it. Just then, a traffic incident occurs. The two drivers, irate with each other, blocked the road, shouted at each other, and honked their horns. Robert complains about all the noise in his neighborhood, and does likewise.

At work. The Christmas party was underway. This caught me off guard, as I was sure it was happening in two weeks. Someone else told me it was actually occurring at the 11th (impossible, given that it was scheduled for a Monday; the 11th is today, a Sunday). I was sure embarrassment was to ensue, as I had no gift for that Secret Santa nonsense.

early:
+ hideaway by the sea: transforming door locks, secretary, no office equipment (file folders, trash can liners), she says don't bother with the liners and I imagine people just emptying the cans and crumpled up papers

+ lunch in cafeteria, big bread, long fries, sauce with beige colored ants crawling all over it

WBTB
[7th-hour waking]

+ ST by trailer

+ car broken into, driving with no shoes; ST in hallway

+ mirror room that doesn't reflect (was removed?); ST

+ CH bathroom w/strange door and no toilet but hole in floor that flushes itself

+ plane diving towards sea

+ ST at pool


+ [LUCIDD #275] in room with "teammates" talking about this being a shared lucid dream and flying over blue ocean water, we take off and land in a number of different places


+ [LUCIDD #276] in mall sitting on automated toy horse and group of young people come by who also want on the horse, I say "I'm lucid again, you know!" interact with one DC [frisky time], then decide to do hand through wall, "WHOA!" they say when I stick my hand into the white wall halfway up the forearm, I take it out and tap the wall showing that it's still solid, then more frisky time with another one from the group who shrinks, and I transform her back up to human size, scene fades

+ [LUCIDD #277] [DEILD] I maintain dreamy mind and I return to a dream scene in CH home sister's room, I cause some roses to grow on a bare plant in a vase in front of my eyes, 3-4 flowers of different types and shapes and colors appear, walk in hallway to find place where can do walk through big solid object, reject bathroom, reject hall wall leading to my old bedroom, decide on closed door to parents' room, try to walk through, "there is no door", but instead as my legs power forwards they knock into the door, opening it (but as two halves of a 2-sided door, each side opening to their side, like the swinging double doors in an old Western saloon), people are in the room talking, there's a painting of a "live" girl there, ST with the painting [LOL], I hear my mom's voice and think I should turn and talk to her but keep going at it with the painting until I wake up

It was super weird. I was leaning on a table next to a playground. Little kids were playing, as usual, but I noticed this goat man staring at me. Visualizing it, it was pretty creepy. But in the dream, I was unfazed. A friend of mine then comes up to me, holding a cigarette. Neither of us have ever smoked before, but he’s telling me to try it. I refuse, obviously. But he keeps insisting. I decide to just make it a first time thing, and not do it again.

I put it in my mouth, light it up, inhale, and it feels heavenly. It’s extremely satisfying. Then, I try another one. And another one, and I have a pack already smoked. I find another and I keep smoking though, almost unwillingly. Without me even noticing, the scene changes. I’m in a government laboratory experimenting with genetics. I’m still motionless, smoking. I don’t see them, and they don’t see me. Then I wake up.

12.10.2022

Fragments from earlier in the night:

(1) Laying on a bed in one room. But when the sun starts to come up it is too bright in there to sleep, so I move to another room. Sitting on the bed in this room, I can see through the blinds and out the window. I think about how I could see from laying down if I were to put my pillow at the other end of the bed, but then I think it might be OK to take a break from [the war?] and lay down at the end I feel more comfortable with. As I sit looking out the window, there is a message from [the enemy?]? Something involving explosives that look like fireworks or shooting stars in the sky.

(2) Tunnels? Or corridors of some kind? Some creature that attacks people (or their characters – this might be a bit video game-ish) and pulls them into another tunnel. If this happens you can break free by going to another area. There are tentacles reaching out from one place that can catch you if you get too close. Dr. Who might be around somewhere...Going down a hallway and into a room. There is an ointment you can apply and clean yourself with if you have been involved in some sort of sin (idolatry?). There is a guy in the room next to me using it, and I try to see if I can get some of it myself...video game thing, using a bottle of perfume to win over a female character.

Woke up around 7:45, went back to sleep around 9:30.

Journaling with my eyes closed (lucid)

I start typing in my dream journal, but my eyes are still closed. I type a line or two, having trouble (naturally). I can see what I’m typing even though my eyes are closed. Then I think that I might just be dreaming this. I do a nose pinch and can still breathe. I’m dreaming!! It is a bit unstable feeling, and I’m not sure at first if it is an actual dream or just HI/visualization. I reach for the light, which feels kind of solid. I stand up. My eyesight is pretty blurry, but at least I’m lucid. I worry that I might be too excited and lose the dream, so I try to stay calm. “This is a dream, stabilize”, I say once or twice. Thinking about the competition, I want to really be sure that this is an actual dream, so I get up and stagger across the room. The dream starts to fade, and I hold onto some imagery for a little bit before losing things.

I tried to hold onto the dream, or else have a DEILD, which might have lead into the following non-lucid:

Lying in bed. I can see a girl. Maybe a couple of girls. They ask me how I’m doing. “Pretty good!” I say triumphantly, “I just had a lucid dream! It wasn’t very long, but it was lucid. Now I’m feeling pretty good!” [Or close to that. I’m working on trying to remember the exact wording when there is talking in my dreams]. I really do feel pretty good. I am still feeling the ‘lucid euphoria’ that I seem to experience sometimes. I remark on how it seems like I’m looking at this girl through a tunnel in my blankets, or something.

Little House on the Prairie, but on a boat

A family, including at least one or two girls, are traveling south by boat. It is the Ingalls family, from Little House on the Prairie. But it’s kind of like we are watching this on TV. Also, the plot is a bit difficult to follow. They go south, but then go back north for some reason before going south again. When they go back north, two girls are playing in the river and come across a doll. This doll, apparently, had been tossed into the river earlier on by one of them (or maybe even someone else) earlier on in their journey. They are delighted to find that it has come with them this far. They pull it out from where it has come to rest and toss it back into the current of the river. Meanwhile, I and someone else are trying to figure out why the family is back in this location.

I decide, since these are characters, I should ask them (here I seem to be associating them with dream characters, but without being lucid). They explain that they came back north for something. They also talk about how their brother had moved south. They originally lived in Illinois, and he moved down around Louisiana or Missouri, or some place in the deep south. They are moving down to be closer to him. I think that this is interesting, because a similar situation has occurred in my family – which is particularly interesting because now this Little House on the Prairie family are actually my ancestors. History seems to be repeating in our current generation. I explain the situation to this family, explaining that we originally lived in the Midwest, and my brother moved farther away. We didn’t want to leave, but in order to be near the family and the grandkids, it seemed like moving was the thing to do.

Fragments that might have all been one dream

Lying on a bed. Something about spooky things at night. It’s night. I want to go downstairs. There is something about how it would actually be less spooky to go down while it’s still night, for some reason. I start downstairs, but eventually decide to give it up and go back to bed. I come across my mother in another room. We talk a little bit, I think...

...Something about ghosts. People dying, but coming back to this room? Which I think makes sense in a humorous kind of way considering where those people are from. A woman lies down in the bed I was lying in. “Remind me not to lay on that side of the bed again,” I say. Then a girl comes along and lays on the other side of the bed. “Remind me not to use the sheets,” I say. Someone points out that the ghost women don’t use the sheets. I think that’s smart, since other ghosts have used them...

...Talking with my mother. Something about this same room and bed. There is a row of benches (like church pews) off to the right. When one looks at them with the light shining at the right angle, there are spots of light reflecting off each of them that look like eyes. It’s a creepy effect, and reminds me of something from the Backrooms...

...In a room (the same room as above?) Mickey Mouse is outside of the door dancing with a girl. I wonder if the girl is Annette Funicello...

...Watching a TV show about some people from my college going to Europe to do some work. Playing with toy cars...

Christmas bits

It’s Christmas. My brother and his wife are at the house. But I only bought one gift for the two of them, and I think maybe one for my mother. My brother’s kids aren’t there though, and I wonder if we will be giving them presents today. If so, I’ll need to go and buy some. There is some discussion about our plan, but in the end it seems that we will not be going to see the kids until the next day. Still, I go to my room and look around for something I can give to my sister-in-law as a gift.

...My brother gives me a gift. Glass with frosting and a joke/meme. Some things about Sherlock Holmes gifts, including an alarm clock where you have to solve a mystery for it to stop (might have been part of the above dream)...

Cuban Conspiracy

At my old job, there had been an experience where we went to Cuba (in the dream, I mean. This didn’t happen in waking life). While we were there, we got involved in some crime. We then lied to our boss/captain (by now it seems to be related to Star Trek). Some time later, this is found out. There is a scene in which someone is sitting at a desk going over some papers, and things don’t line up quite right. A few other people are around, and I’m saying something to the boss like “we’ll talk about that later. Really. We need to talk about this.” Apparently, this is something really serious. If for no other reason than that we lied about what we did. There is a scene in which Riker (from Star Trek) is lying to cover up what really happened by making up a story about himself committing some other serious crime.

I reflect on what has happened and feel kind of guilty. Also I’m kind of scared about being found out. But I kind of justify things to myself by thinking that I was pretty new at the time and was just going along with what the more experienced employees were doing [we were smuggling something, it appears]. I try to think of what I might say if I were questioned about it, but I realize that I don’t quite remember the details of what happened. I try to defend myself by thinking about how, in some countries, there is so much corruption that people have to pay bribes to get things done. Maybe that’s what it was like here. How would I know otherwise? Maybe the system was corrupt. What if, for example, someone had been wanting to build something, but because of the broken system he wasn’t able to get nails? He might be waiting around unable to build until we showed up with smuggled nails.

Fragments:

(3)...My nephew looking for my violin. It’s in a room, but my mother seems to think I should hide it so that he doesn’t break it..

(4)...Something about drinking alcohol through long skinny tubes. My friends want to go out drinking. There is some kind of festival going on, it seems. Some people in fancy costumes dancing behind a bar. My friends want to pray before leaving...

(5)...Something about my artist friend wanting to become more commercial. Mass producing things, but weird things like surgically altering people as a kind of extreme tattoo. I talk about how this is the sort of thing we might see on the Discovery channel someday – “The world’s most extreme tattoos”...

These three dreams were pretty good actually. I got to do a few of the winter competition tasks!

In the first one, I was in this Half-Life type dystopian world. I was in the middle of a desert with a set of 4 relatively small skyscrapers that were parallel to each other and a relatively small parking lot with a hole between two of the buildings. The mission was to protect the city from foreign invaders (Half-Life 2 nerds will most likely understand what I'm saying.) . The foreign invaders happened to be Advisors (these gigantic maggot-like alien creatures that have telekinesis and such). They were throwing debris from the buildings they broke around, I was using my Colt Python Revolver in order to stop them. It wasn't long until I was interrupted by Alyx (side-character in the Half Life game) and Dog (her.. mechanical pet) . They were trying to help me and it wasn't long until the desert turned into a forest, the skyscrapers turned into smaller buildings and multiplied in number. I was shot by a small rock, piercing my heart and causing my death. After that I suddenly found myself in an empty basement, with this weird man mumbling something to me. It clicked to me that I was dreaming all of a sudden, so I started phasing through the walls and flying at incredibly high speeds. After flying away from the basement, I teleported myself back to it to yet again complete one of the simpler tasks that is interacting with a dream character. His appearance was distorted, looking like a stretched and pixelated image in photoshop. I asked him as to what he's trying to tell me, only to be met by this odd and peculiar gaze.. Shortly after that I woke up, went back to sleep and that's where the second dream started.

In the second dream, I immediately knew that I was dreaming. I was at home, eating a freshly made hamburger. I decided to put a ridiculous amount of ketchup on it and dove in. It was one of the best things I've tasted in a dream so far, it was really tasty, and even the entire table was covered by ketchup! Afterwards, just when I wanted to get a good view of the outside world, I woke up. This was an extremely short one, but it was nice.

The third dream features some adult and inappropriate topics, so I'll avoid mentioning them.
I found myself in the suburbs, taking a casual stroll. Wasn't long until I got a sudden burst of awareness and lucidity.
I used telekinesis to suddenly stop cars that were passing by, after that I took off with insane speed and flight, headed to my house. I arrived within seconds. I was able to sense that someone was in my room, waiting for me. I turned myself invisible and slowly flew through the walls like a ghost. I turned visible again and stopped levitating, dropping myself to the floor of my room. I wasn't able to see them with my normal sight, I was only able to feel their presence. I made them visible, changed them into an attractive individual. I got rid of all the other dream characters, manipulated their mind into.. Well, I'm not allowed to get into the details, it's uncomfortable enough just talking about this publicly.

That's all I'll be getting into for tonight :)

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Thursday December 8th 2022
Dragon god. Red dragon. Dream game. Playing.
I am inside of a big room. Become lucid and quickly leave the room, teleport to Lyseno and try to find something interesting to do. Got over to a random planet with not much to be done, not a place that I need to protect so don’t worry too much about it.
Fly over to a different planet and arrive to a place that has a lot of jungles and forests but at the same time is SUPER technologically advanced, to the point they already deciphered the fully immersive games and what not.
So obviously I want to try, been a while since the last time I got to play games inside of a dream.
But then I need to purchase the game and the console and so much stuff… will do that a bit later, in the meantime just go over to a random forest and start there for the time being and relax.
Back to sleep.
Reading something like a newspaper, become lucid and start to… feel a bit stuffy. Sneeze a bit and then just clean myself up.
Remember my goal from last dream and start flying to find the closest city then get over to the place.
Once I arrive nobody seems to find strange I was flying so maybe it will be easier than I thought to purchase the things that I need to get.
Watch how people bring out some kind of coins and pay with them so just create some of my own, enough to pay for stuff and get the machine and the game; next thing is to try and find a good place to play the game so teleport over to the forest again since no dangerous creature was there and it has a nice cold climate for me to be playing on.
Place the thing on my head, it’s like a headband then place the game which is like a sphere on top of the headband and close my eyes.
It is like doing a WILD, so cool.
Once I enter the world figure out why there was such a big difference between their technology and their world, apparently they are not as technologically advanced as I thought.
Am falling from the sky slowly, start flying down and can sense that instead of this being a game world, they have sealed some creatures inside of it a bunch of creatures that were too powerful to be kept in the normal world.
No idea who did it, but they did it with the idea of a game. I think that the creator of this place may actually be one of my sons, since the people in this planet are way too weak to be able to defeat something in the level of the three dragons that are resting within this dimension and he is also the epitome of all technology.
The first thing first, the game gives you a character based on your strength and this way people can train themselves until they become strong enough as to fight the dragons so they no longer need the game. The real reason they got money to purchase it is because money was given to those hunting stuff in reality, proving they wouldn’t die on day 1 in the game.
My character apparently is broken, I am given no HP or MP bars due to the numbers being too high for this little world and some characters realize this right away and think I may be a NPC added to aid the players in becoming stronger.
End up teaching some people how to use certain skills, among them how to control fire. They are all too damn weak… we fight some kind of knight that is made out of metal close to a mountain. Those creatures that spawn give mana to people to make them stronger, but the amount of many is super low and because of this little error in the design of the game nobody is getting strong enough to even dent the dragons, end up waking up without as much as burning down the knights and getting some mana myself, revealing that I am not a part of the game.
Back to sleep.
I am resting on top of a rock. Try to get up and discover moss to my side, slip and end up hitting my mouth. DAMN! I also become lucid while falling, roll over some as if I was in pain and then don’t feel anything… right, I am strong enough to not feel anything from such a thing.
Get up, look around making sure nobody saw me and dust my clothes before walking towards a tree that is nearby and faking that nothing actually happened.
One of the girls from the group I was on before lets herself fall from the tree and says she got fruits and offers me one, the damn girl saw me I am sure. She has red hair and is obviously someone I dislike and will have to die soon.
She says that we need to get moving and is about to grab me when I just jump over, at least there was no comment about what happened.
She says that some people ahead want to meet me and we move there. She is running and I am flying slowly behind her.
We arrive to an open plan next to the forest we were on and there is a group of three people, two mages and one warrior. I know they want to test me and next thing I know is a Wyvern comes from above and is trying to attack me.
I turn around and shot a fireball at it, the wyvern survives it so next thing I do is create blades made out of wind and cut it down in pieces.
Apparently that was the strongest creature the three guys could defeat up till now, they also were not expecting me to win so easily. I fly down to them and tell them why they made a wyvern die without any reason to do so.
They say they are monsters, and I say they forced a creature to be slayed without any reason, the monster in this scenario is not the wyvern. We get into an argument and I am pretty mad myself over this, resurrect the wyvern, stop time for the adventurers and take the wyvern with me.
Back to sleep.
I am sitting atop of a volcano. Some people are coming towards the volcano where I am at. The Wyvern is there with me and it feels afraid and prepares to leave.
They throw spears at it that fly at really high speed and I stop them with TK then throw them back at their feet “Don’t take any more steps” tell them, one of the guys picks up the lance and throws it at me this time.
It hits me in the forehead and just falls to the ground. The start to prepare their attacks towards me. I am pissed off still and then see a dagger in my neck. The red haired girl is here. I stand up and the knife slices at my neck, nothing happens.
They all seem surprised, they were hoping for their weapons to do some damage to me.
I teleport to another island within this game world and wait for them to try and pursue me, it isn’t far from our current location and even send them the map to get there quickly.
The mage makes them all fly towards me and before they arrive I raise the water around the place. They break through with a lightning, good.
Once they reach and prepare to attack me place them all on the ground with super gravity, the red haired girl seems to be asking me to stop, why? They are the ones attacking other living creatures without knowing why.
This game is annoying and I want to end it, so prepare to do so right now.
Tell them that they should all leave this place, as this will be the new home for all of the monsters, unless they want them all to be free from now on in both worlds.
They refuse and so I cut the head of one mage “Rejection is not an option” I say while sitting down to look at them.
They say someone else will beat me and I mention they haven’t been able to beat the three dragons yet, so how do they expect to defeat me? They try to say something again so just raise my hand, let the water fall and break the seal of all three dragons at the same time.
The place trembles, are they strong enough to break a seal by Pinocchio? That would be fun, but it stabilizes after a bit.
The people start screaming at me and ask me what I am doing, they have not yet realized that I am a much greater treat than all the dragons together?
There is a mage dragon, a king dragon and a god dragon, white, red and black is the colours each one possesses and the first one to be encountered is the mage dragon.
It teleports above us instantly and then looks down at us all, a flare of magic comes down on us all and everyone starts screaming loudly.
I look up and stop the magic energy with a barrier, destroy it, enclose the dragon with TK and then make it fly higher. The pale face of the creatures FINALLY tells me they understand that I am more dangerous than the dragons.
The dragon starts roaring loudly and the other two start coming towards us. I grab the mages on the floor and teleport in front of the mage dragon, then kill both humans in front of it. They are barely big enough to be the size of his eye. I can see the surprise in the face of the mage dragon “This is your world, I can crush you if I so wish right now, just go and live here happily, nobody will be able to stop you guys now” tell him and let him free, he leaves right away.
Take the warriors except the girl since she has red hair, teleport to the dragon god that is coming our way and he stops right away then a claw comes swiping down on my face. It just stops there, makes no damage and I poke his claw out of the way. Damn these guys are big! Just the claw/nail is bigger than me.
He grunts and asks me who I am “Someone making you free” I tell him, and let the humans fall in front of him, he eats them “This is a prison” he says, so I extend my arms and fold space then make this place its own planet instead of a prison “It is a connection now” tell him, he seems satisfied and leaves.
Teleport the red girl to me and extend my hand, the red dragon comes at full speed towards me and I stop him with my hand, take the girl out and tell him he can kill all the humans in this planet. He is looking for blood.
Apparently their kind ruled before since they were stronger “But ruling through fear isn’t good, this is why the humans hate you” told him, and obviously sealed them.
He is mad and attacks me instead, I just block all his attacks. Once he calms down he says he won’t kill the humans but wants them back in their world and prepares to leave. I kill the girl for being annoying and teleport everyone else back to their own world. The connection is not lost yet, so some may come back here “Just kill them if they come” tell him. The dragon seems more surprised at me killing the girl “Also tell them I killed them all, don’t mind the animosity” and then just wake myself up.