All DJ Entries

Date of Dream: SUN 21 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 459 - A Very Harsh Assessor

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in the library of Killester College when I all of sudden saw a teacher, that doesn’t exist in real life, rushing out of one of the back rooms. Much to extreme awkwardness, he stated that he had to rush because he felt like he was going to have diarrhoea. Before he got too far, I yelled, pointing towards the exit door, “18-Volt! Please! Go over there and help him! You need to stay with him for at least 15 to 20 minutes!”, I ended up giving long instructions but I forgot the whole line. I then felt 18-Volt’s energy zip past me and catch onto the teacher as he went out of sight.

I then wondered what I was doing myself. I saw these ladies in the area where the tall bookshelves were and so I went over to interact with them. It wasn’t even a few seconds of talking when this old lady dressed all in white, including an actual white aura around her, came up to me and interrupted. She mentioned something along the lines of something religious or celestial but at the same time, I felt quite uncomfortable with her presence and her imposing herself on me. I told her that for anyone new to have a major relationship with me, they had to sit a test. She kept complaining and demanding to be with me and so I pretended to be in her favour. I told her that it was originally 15 minutes reading time and 2 hours writing time but I would give her 20 minutes reading time and 2 and a half hours writing time.

Eventually, the lady left and I felt a sense of relief that I could be myself again. The other ladies were going to start talking to me again but I now wanted to look for Dreamy WB. I started off by calling for Dreamy WB in the library but even after a few attempts, there was no sign of her. I continued my search into the corridor but there still wasn’t any luck. I then ended up wondering into the ladies bathroom which was bigger than any of the bathrooms at Killester in real life and it looked rather more like a public bathroom in a shopping centre.

At first, I thought I got unlucky again but then the person that was supposedly Dreamy WB, with ginger hair though, actually speed-walked in at a frantic pace. She was rushing to go to the bathroom but I just had to speak to her and so I begged her to stop. As much as she wanted to go, she did stop but she didn’t look very pleased and rather had this stern, harsh look about her. I spoke to her in a stressed tone and told her about what happened with the old lady back in the library. I said to Dreamy WB, “Can you please facilitate the test?”. I then told her more details about the lady and what she did and said in a tone of urgency, “I want her to fail”.

What happened next is that I actually started crying and that’s when Dreamy WB’s harsh look had turned into a look of genuine concern and compassion as she went in to hug me for a lengthy amount of time. The dream showed us hugging from a few different angles. From one of the angles, I noticed that I was wearing jeans in this dream and they were the exact same ones as Dreamy WB was wearing. We were also both wearing the exact same navy blue top.

The dream then moved onto the next scene which appeared to be in some random car park at day time, the road looking like it had just been under some heavy rain. I was driving my mum’s car but then it looked different to how it does in real life. My grandma was in the seat next to me and was telling me what to do. She spoke English but it was hearing her with an Australian accent. She was telling me to drive to certain areas or park the car in a certain way… It actually felt like I was doing an on-road driving test.

My grandma wanted me to park in this certain section of the kerb but I could never seem to get the car in the exact. I either couldn’t accelerate properly or the brakes wouldn’t work and I would stop way past the parking point. This happened a lot of times and I ended up stopping in the same area but not I was meant to stop. Eventually, my grandma said to drive to another area and we were going to try something else. Once again, the brakes weren’t working and so instead, I stuck my foot out the side of the car to stop it. I crashed front-on into the kerb though and was shaking my head as I said to myself “If Dreamy WB was here, she’d fail me”. The dream then ended.



Dream 459: Results (Competition #8)
Competition Night: 16
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB & 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 5.0

Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- Help Someone In Need (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: Dreamy WB (1.0)
- Control Another Object or DC: Car (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 90.5
Total Accumulated Points: 95.5

Date of Dream: SAT 20 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 458 - Separated Sections

Dream 458 A - The Year Twelve Conundrum
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, it was Friday and I was in morning homeroom. Apparently my family had a holiday planned to Loch Sport from Monday to Wednesday which meant that I would miss out on all year 12 farewell events which were on Monday and Tuesday… My last opportunity to say goodbye to everyone was today.

I was telling everyone under the sun but most importantly, I was looking for WB. She must have known as she walked over from the year 11 area and showed up at my classroom. She gave me a hug and then I said I wanted to take some pictures with her. We went over to the window of the classroom and weirdly used its reflection as an enhancement for our photos, I can’t exactly explain how it worked. My teacher Ms Ko. saw what was happening and asked why I was doing what I was doing. I told her that today was my last day.

Later on in the dream, it was that time in-between classes, I was supposed to have music next. At first, I thought was heading to the music rooms seamlessly, just like the other students were. Only after a while, I found myself to be endlessly walking around campus and eventually confirmed myself to be lost. At first, I thought about calling Dreamy WB and asking her to take me to class but then I thought to myself, “Hang on a sec, if the other students heard me calling for Dreamy WB, they’d think I’m weird”, because they know WB.

Instead, I decided to call for 18-Volt. I still walked around aimlessly as I looked up into the sky and yelled “18-Volt! 18-Volt!”. I could distinctly remember my voice in this dream, my speech appeared to have some heavy slang and “Aussieness” at times, even so it sounded like I was calling out “18-Voawh!” with some of my attempts. Regardless of how I sounded, I was successful as eventually, this piece of paper slowly came down, swinging downwards in a heavy side-to-side motion.

For a second, I thought the piece of paper was going to miss me and land on a roof instead but it changed direction and landed right in-front of me on the ground. I looked to see what it was and it was actually a print-out of 18-Volt in his WarioWare Gold appearance but his skin was of a darker shade and his hair had a wine-red tinge to it. I knew he still wasn’t physically there though, so there would still be potential for him to physically manifest into the dream.

I realised though that I needed to go to the bathroom and so I said to the piece of paper, “Hang on 18-Volt, I’ll be back, I just need to quickly go to the bathroom” and then I rushed off. As I was walking into the bathroom and trying to find a cubicle, I said to myself, using all the willpower possible to ensure it didn’t happen, “I hope 18-Volt doesn’t decide to appear in the ladies bathroom”. Even as I was doing my business, I actually felt nervous that 18-Volt could appear at any minute, being an embarrassment to a few of the female population.

Thankfully, he didn’t appear in the ladies bathroom at all but he didn’t seem to appear in any other area of the school either. Rather, I continued walking and suddenly knew my way back to the music rooms. The dream then changed scenes but there was a transition to link some concepts; I have forgotten what that transition was.

I was not at my house when I decided to put on my winter uniform even though I wasn’t going to school. Rather, my family were going to my other grandparents’ house for a visit. When we were there my parents started being really mean to me. I forgot exactly what they did to me but there were saying a lot of nasty stuff and intimidating me. At some points, I felt mental cues to call for Dreamy WB to come and deal with them but I never actually got to doing this.

A fair while into the scene, my parents were getting really bad and so I actually went to go and assess my battle strategy. I opened up this book which had all the rules and laws for how I battle my parents in-dream. At the front was a contents page listed in alphabetical order and interestingly, “Dreamy WB” was in a large portion of the book. I can remember that the book said she was mentioned in pages 4, 5, 8, 9, 11 and 13. The next most popular topic in the contents page was “Dream Guide” which I think was on pages 5, 8 and 13.

Earlier in the scene, I thought it may not have been necessary to wear my school winter uniform but in the part of the scene where I had the book open, I thought differently. I now thought to myself, sighing, “Thank God I’m wearing the winter uniform because there’s been so much going on”. I believed the winter uniform to represent the tougher side of me, giving me confidence in my appearance and ability. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 458 B - Your Brother Is Home
This dream appeared to be very confusing as a false awakening. I was in my bedroom when my dad walked in and said something to me but I forgot what it was. Later, I was in the sitting room when my mum came and spoke to me. Only, she didn’t speak to me like a normal person. Rather, she made all these cute, exaggerated grinning faces at me like I was some little toddler and then she said things to me like “Look! You’re nice brother’s home!”. I couldn’t have felt anymore awkward.

There was more in this dream but the scenes were very messy and hard to put into a logical sequence, so that’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream 458: Results (Competition #8)

458 A
Competition Night: 15
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

458 B
Competition Night: 15
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 2.5

Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 88.0
Total Accumulated Points: 90.5

lviii. 25th of October

Non-lucid fragment:
Some guy wanting me to have sex with him, I told him I didn't want to, and he insisted about it, and I told him I'd made that mistake before and I wasn't going to treat my partner (H) that way again. I remember telling him to ask H if he'd wanted to have sex with him and then at some other point in the dream I remember meeting up with H.

The dream took place in some unknown dream-generated location. It was day, the light and the sky were yellow/orange and there were rock cliffs and wide ravines. The rock was warm colours too.

---

lix. 26th of October (date of this post)

Non-lucid fragment:
Something about being flexible enough to inspect my bottom; Was trying to identify the cause of some pain. For context, in waking life I've been having pain in that area for quite some time but it comes and goes, likely part of my condition.

Non-lucid dream:
I remember driving a truck from outside its cabin, around a roundabout some several times trying to figure out where I was supposed to be going. There was some halloween party at some castle and the truck had supplies I was going to deliver. Busy traffic at this roundabout, was constantly worried about causing an accident, but not so worried because I was on the truck and not in a car.

Transition.

In a fancy hotel/penthouse-like place. Me and H were walking toward a door, carrying some stuff. We were expected. This was the personal penthouse of some old Pioneer Corp executive. We were bringing some gear to demo to this guy and I think he was curious about us bringing in stuff this old.

I was carrying one of the very heavy power-amps but it seemed exceptionally light and maybe a bit too small; still, I was very careful putting it down on a glass table and H was bringing in some not-too-big speakers that would go on top of a table too. We got it all set up after a bit of faffing around but the Japanese executive didn't seem to mind. There was another man, a fat white guy with some beard and long-ish hair, who looked a bit like a hippie and maybe had a Hawaiian shirt.

Then they asked us what we were going to play on the sound system and I can't remember what were our first thoughts, something classical? Then someone or H said the Matrix soundtrack, and I said "yeah that'll work". The Japanese man seemed satisfied enough with that choice and he had given us a choice after all.

I remember the furniture all being wood, in a light-ish stain; sort of orange but very highly waxed or varnished.

Some sort of transition, all of a sudden watching some version of the World of Warcraft film (which I haven't watched in waking life), and I remember thinking and commenting how bad some details looked. The story was all over the place, with King Terenas and his son Arthas being underwater and Arthas trying to murder his father with a long blade and laughing underwater. Arthas' hair was black, rather than blonde in the dream.

Then there was some sort of Alliance siege on an underground naval barricade.

I don't remember enough details to describe the scene and it was all a bit messy to be honest; for most of it my perspective was directly within the "film".

---

I will do some scoring a bit later. Not adding any notes. I'm really tired and was almost not motivated enough to even write this entry.

---

Scoring:
+ Previous score: 58.5

+ This DJ entry score (breakdown below): 2.0
++ Recall a non-lucid fragment * 2: 1.0
++ Recall a non-lucid dream: 1.0

= Total score thus far: 60.5

Date of Dream: FRI 19 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 457 - Separated Sections

Dream 457 A - Stay In The Procession
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in this unknown area and was on the way to some sort of nursing home. I clearly remember walking in a line and talking to 9-Volt who was behind me. I forgot what I said to him at the start but at some stage, he started running, catching up but then I think he wanted to get in-front of me. I kindly explained to 9-Volt “You’ve got to stay in the order of the procession”. So then 9-Volt went back to the back of the line.

The dream scene then changed to where we were actually walking in the nursing home. Although the order of the line was the same, the line wasn’t as uniform anymore and some members were walking next to each other. I was walking through the nursing home and 9-Volt was behind me but also next to me; it felt like I was looking after him in this dream. I was then wondering to myself whether there had to be any compulsory lift usage in the place. The staff member ended up saying yes but eventually, I found the most obvious stairwell and thought “you liar”. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 457 B - The Honey Badger
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, it was this completely unknown area and the main character of the scene was Nick Cummins from The Bachelor Australia 2018. It was in this beautiful parkland with a big lake in the centre but the lake wasn’t filled with water, rather, it was filled with actual honey and there was Nick, seen swimming in it.

Later on in the dream, it was suggested that Channel 10 Australia produced a fused Bachelor and Bachelorette all at one. So both Nick Cummins and Ali Oetjen were on the show. I forgot what happened after this.



Dream 457: Results (Competition #8)

457 A
Competition Night: 14
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: 9-Volt
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

457 B
Competition Night: 14
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 11.0
Calculation Details:
- 7-Day Recall Chain (7.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- New Personal Goal Achieved: Provide an instance of guidance to 9-Volt (3.0)

+ Previous Total: 77.0
Total Accumulated Points: 88.0

Date of Dream: THU 18 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 456 - Separated Sections

Dream 456 A - Birthday Gifts From Aunty
my house and she had some gifts for me as it was a few days after my birthday. She gave me a t-shirt out of some sort of synthetic material as well as a Minnie Mouse themed cardigan and some perfume as well.

Later on in the dream, my dad and I were driving towards the suburb where my uncle and aunty live in real life. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 456 B - Grade Four Again
I can’t remember any of this dream. Only that it was another scenario of me being 20 years old but back in grade four.



Dream 456: Results (Competition #8)

456 A
Competition Night: 13
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

456 B
Competition Night: 13
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 1.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 76.0
Total Accumulated Points: 77.0

Date of Dream: WED 17 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 455 - Separated Sections

Dream 455 A - Wannabe Tour Guide
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was wandering around the grounds of Camelot Rise Primary School but I was wearing my high school summer uniform. At first, it was just primary students but then Killester students were coming over for a visit. As soon as they showed up, I was super excited that to tell them that this is my primary school.

I remember one of the first girls I told was JLy but she didn’t seem to care and rather looked somewhat mad at me. Some girls I can also remember telling were the twins RCo and MCo. I can’t remember much else about this dream.

Dream 455 B - I Think You Need A Dream Guide
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was talking to my parents and they told me about some scenario that I had experienced. I said to my mum, something like, “Although you don’t like them, I reckon you should get a dream guide”. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 455: Results (Competition #8)

455 A
Competition Night: 12
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

455 B
Competition Night: 12
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 6.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)

+ Previous Total: 70.0
Total Accumulated Points: 76.0

Date of Dream: TUE 16 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 454 - Chanson D'Amour

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in this unknown double story house and there was this young lady singing the French song called Chanson D’Amour for someone’s wedding. She had such a beautiful voice but at the same time, I was jealous because I knew the song and so I wanted to sing it. When I came up and spoke to the lady, she said she was quite happy for me to sing some of the song.

Inside the house, the backing track played and I sang to it, although I did accidentally muck up one line of words but I recovered quickly. Then after that, I sang along with the lady; her voice faced down the stairs so the people on the bottom storey could hear and I sung it so the people on the top storey could here. After that, the press arrived, saying that they wanted to do an interview but it was only meant for the lady and not me. I understood this as she was the one initially hired to do the music.

The dream then prompted my to invite my dream guides over to join the rest of family and friends for lunch. Apparently, my mind had stated that Dreamy WB was already with me and so I just had to call Murray and 18-Volt on the mobile phone, so I went downstairs and outside to do that. The dream was then back upstairs and we were sitting at a table of 10 or 12. 6 to 8 were my brother and his friends and the 4 at the top end of the table were me and my dream guides.

18-Volt sat next to me, his appearance being realistic, exactly the same as he appeared back in Dream No. 430. Dreamy WB sat across from me and she wore her alternative black dress with an asymmetrical afro. Murray sat next to Dreamy WB and across from 18-Volt and was in his Sly 2/3 appearance. After a while of chatting to Dreamy WB, Murray and 18-Volt, the dream ended.



Dream 454: Results (Competition #8)
Competition Night: 11
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB, Murray & 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 3.5
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear: Dreamy WB (0.5)
- Summon A Dream Guide: Murray (1.0)
- Summon A Dream Guide: 18-Volt (1.0)
- Old Personal Goal Achieved: Have all members of the Dream Guide Team appear in the same dream (2.0)

+ Previous Total: 64.5
Total Accumulated Points: 70.0

Date of Dream: MON 15 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 453 - A Retro Birthday

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was having my birthday party at some unknown place. One of the girls, Jasmine M gave me three cardigans as a birthday gift, all from the brand of Dangerfield. One was short-sleeved and two were long sleeved. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 453: Results (Competition #8)
Competition Night: 10
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 3.5
Calculation Details:
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 61.0
Total Accumulated Points: 64.5

Date of Dream: SUN 14 OCT - 2018



Dream No. 452 - Separated Sections

Dream 452 A - The Freak Light Show (Nightmare!)
The dream started off with me saying goodbye to my grandma as she went over to the hospital for her specialist appointment. Meanwhile, I started to walk around my TAFE campus. At first, it just seemed like a normal day. I was in Building W where my accounting friends were and so I was going to say hello to a few people. I ended up going to one of the bathrooms and seeing one of the TAFE teachers, KHa, on bathroom duty? This isn’t a kids’ school. Apparently for people whom she though were in the bathroom for too long, she would tell them to get out. She encouraged me to try and so I did. She didn’t like the method I used though and so suggested I use a more harsh and demanding tone, so indeed, I demanded a man to get out of his cubicle.

I was then outside and this stranger Asian man was talking to me but not in a good way. I forgot what he was saying but he was teasing me and bullying me. As I was walking away from him and across an open grassed area, I made mention of who my dream guides were, saying that my dream guides are Dreamy WB and 18-Volt. I then just had a few moments of thought to myself and wished that they were here to help me through all this kerfuffle.

Later on in the dream, I was on the opposite side of the campus where Building A was. That’s when I apparently was made conscious of some sort of warning that the world was coming to an end. There was going to be some lightning and the sun would be positioned completely out of place. It’s when I was right at the farthest end of the campus that all the weird events started to show. I was really worried and so thought I had to head back to Building W straight away for some shelter. On my way back though, the lightning got worse and worse. This wasn’t thunder but rather it was some freak light show with all these psychedelic colours flashing and swirling around everywhere. With it was this really loud, uncomfortable zapping static noise. I was now absolutely scared and was starting to lose my mind.

Just as building W was in sight, the sun started to move really quickly and the dream said it was going westwards. The light and noise was also really bad now as well, enough to make you have a fit. When I looked over at building W, the bricks were oddly a dark grey colour and the windows were also a creepy colour from the lights as well. As I was on the footpath right in-front of the building, I started to scream. I now actually felt like I was going to die and that my soul was about to leave my body. I also noticed that I was wearing a really bright red cardigan which I mentally signified as a colour of danger. After a massive episode of squealing, I woke up.

Dream 452 B - Odd Shops
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, my parents and I were driving to a distorted version of the suburbs close to the main city airport. We ended up stopping at some shops but weirdly, we drove into a skinny underground pedestrian passage with the car. It’s when we were underground that we got out of the car and then went on the skinny, distorted escalators into the main part of the shopping centre.

There weren’t many shops in this shopping centre but there was one stall in the middle of the mall that I was very interested in seeing; it had all the video plush toys like in real life game stores. My mum, dad and I continued walking through the mall and I wanted to have a look at more shops. My dad said we didn’t have time though and that I could come back during the week with just mum. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 452 C - Just Look At Least
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, my mum and I were at the local private hospital but I forgot what we were doing there. In real life, the hospital is 2 floors but in the dream it was 10 floors. Closer to the end of the dream, I was standing right in front of the door to an elevator and all my mum wanted me to do is look at it for a while and I cooperatively agreed. I thought to myself, “I should tell 18-Volt about this”. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 452: Results (Competition #8)

452 A
Competition Night: 9
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

452 B
Competition Night: 9
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

452 C
Competition Night: 9
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 2.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 59.0
Total Accumulated Points: 61.0

Created Thursday 25 October 2018

Got a brief DILD, a fragment, and a long dream to note.

Scrap Group 1
Flying around town during daytime, going south through a local street. I go at the edge of the street, when I start thinking over just what circumstances would allow me to fly in the first place. Cue lucidity. I only managed to fly across before the dream collapsed.

Playing a 3D Mario game. This was far darker in tone, and had a lot more going on screen at a time. There was a painful segment in a castle where I was required to get hurt and collect power-ups repeatedly to survive. I managed to clear the game, but got a rather bittersweet ending that involved most of the extended cast and worlds dying off.

Dream 1 - Poacher Mansion Raid Collateral

The visuals were a bit dim. I was the young leader of a traditional warrior tribe in western Africa, one of the last few of such groups in the world. Dressed in hides, feathers, and bone, armed with spears, axes, and daggers, me and four other tribesmen set out to raid a mansion, a known hideout for poachers. A "foreigner" also joined us, a ranger from the local forest. Unlike the rest of us, he was dressed in a green shirt, khakis, and hiking boots, and was armed with an old shotgun. Our mission was to infiltrate the mansion, find the enemy leader, and capture or (if necessary) kill him.

My warriors set out at twilight. From the cover of the forest, we soon arrived at the mansion's entrance. The place was isolated from the rest of civilization, which might've explained the lax security. Our group crept around the entrance all the way to the backdoor. Once inside, we paced up a nearby stairway. We head up two levels to a small room, when we heard someone passing through another stairway all the way across. The other warriors prepared themselves besides that entryway, while the ranger and I waited head on. For a brief moment, I, as myself, took a moment to reflect on the nature of violence...

Our enemy was approaching. We were ready to pounce. The figure steps out of the entryway. "Stop!", the ranger yelled suddenly. Ahead of us was a man with a grey shirt and cargo pants, the typical outfit for poachers. And yet, the now confused man and the ranger talked to each other as if they recognized one another, speaking in a Western tongue (which, to the tribesmen and I, sounded like complete gibberish). Eventually, the ranger explained that this man was actually a law enforcer going undercover. It seemed our intrusion would compromise the detective's assignment. As such, I agreed to save the raid for another time, if under protest. The agent saw us out the backdoor, and took his leave.

Still, I wasn't quite satisfied. I had us all sneak around to the front, if only to see what we were dealing with. Then, through a window on the side of the building, we spotted a large gathering of poachers, about 30 of them, all lounging around, or perhaps in some kind of group meeting. I simply observed in the shadows for a while, trying to familiarize myself with each of them. Among the most outspoken of the bunch was an older light skinned African. Maybe a lieutenant? At the time, most seemed to lack conventional weapons, and none had anything larger than a pistol.

But, it seemed I made a terrible mistake: the poachers also collected living exotic animals from all over the globe. This was made readily apparent when, from out a corner, charged a grizzly bear. With shields and spears drawn, we held our ground. The bear, in turn, stood up, ready to swipe. The perfect moment to attack. As me and three others distracted it with our shields, another warrior made an expert thrust right in the beast's jugular. We then circled around, avoiding its frenzied reprisal. Within a span of thirty seconds, the creature could no longer defend itself. A few jabs at the back of its head finally did it in.

Just then, a poacher peeked out from a side door. Acting quickly, I hurled my axe at him, planting it right between his eyes. Unfortunately, this instantly alerted the entire compound. Enemies were now flooding towards us. Warrior or not, there was no way we could take on thirty at once. We retreated as fast as we could, and we actually got a good lead on our enemies. But, as we pressed on, one of our warriors had been fatally wounded. Although he'd the willpower to keep up, and possibly survive the chase, there was still no way to save him afterwards. He opted instead to face the pursuers head on, if only to buy time...

The chase continued throughout the wilderness. Then, in a clearing, my group stumbled into an entire school's computer lab, completely out in the open. Such a discovery paralyzed us. There was nowhere else to turn, yet we did not want to involve innocents into our conflict. Woefully, the poachers didn't have the same idea. They fired into the area heedlessly. Once they'd closed in, those madmen knowingly butchered anyone in their way, adults and children alike. At that point, I was sure fighting back would accomplish nothing, only delay the inevitable for everyone. Calling out to my men, I commanded them to rescue anyone they can then retreat. I myself took hold of a small girl in a school uniform, no older than seven years, too frozen in panic to even move. Abandoning my heavier armaments, I hauled her out of the site. Guilt was
quickly weighing in on me...

Don't recall how this ended.

nl - in a college math classroom with a smart (or dumb but hardworking) guy who the teacher pointed out was doing double problems because he didn't have a partner (he had a sort of greasy notebook)
blue square experimental water (diving?) mask is forced on me, stressof not being able to get it off, finally manage to get it off but pretend it's still on, somehow gets transformed into shark mask (i remember thinking this was cheap)
younger rita(from dexter)/mazella(old teacher) at pool, I'm using the shark version of the mask

I'm in the woods, the trees all have a strange peely white bark, I'm throwing a black handled screwdriver from WL into the trunks (it sinks in nicely each time), I'm hiding out from some pursuers? i have to squeeze under some very low branches (intense fear) and then take a path through houses that is 100% deja vu (dont think i journaled it but I've been here before), at one pt took an alternative path, became lucid, just went w the flow, 1234 in big serif letters like an address, white building, in the past i went into the workshop w wood floors and walls, this time i bypassed and went into a white sunlit room with a small tv, realized i was losing dream and counted but it was too late, had brief fa where i could tell it was transp. eyelids effect amd not real, was making patterns on the pillow with mind

Awake, Non-lucid dream, Lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

[For the second lucid in a row, I'm actually aware of the dream beginning, and it begins the same way as the last one - a visual scene emerges out of a blank nothingness, and I focus on it until it expands from a few little circles to fill my entire field of vision. This time,] I'm out in front of a big, old, two-story wooden house where some Toastmasters meetings are going to take place. I go inside to attend them, and some of my real-life Toastmasters friends are there, too. There are also visitors there, whom they are trying to recruit to Toastmasters. While I'm standing around and talking with the group, I demonstrate my ability to fly from the ground floor of the house up to the upstairs balcony. I compare it to "lifting myself by the seat of my pants" [shoutout to Dr. Seuss!] because, I notice on this particular occasion, that's roughly what it feels like when I bring my concentration to bear on the task of actuating that ability. It feels like I'm using my mental concentration to lift myself up from the small of my back and propel myself through the air. I say to the assembled DCs: "I used to be very secretive about my flying, but now I'm very open about it. I think everyone should be able to enjoy it." [And I do.]

After the meetings are over, I walk out of the house onto the street, except where one would expect there to be a street, there is instead a big, shallow swimming pool. It is surrounded by tropical plants, and its edges go in a series of curves so that the overall shape of the pool is a big, amoeba-like blob with lots of curving pockets sticking out every which way. I walk around to one side of the pool, sit down on the edge, put my feet in the water, and think: "I wonder if I can change my clothes just by thinking about it?" I close my eyes and concentrate on what I want to happen - namely, I want to be wearing a swimsuit. I can actually feel the swimsuit form around me. When I open my eyes, I'm wearing a tankini with tribal-looking geometric patterns on it in raspberry, burgundy, and many other colors. I exclaim out loud, "Holy $#!*, I did it!" [It was a super cute swimsuit, but certainly not one I would ever choose for myself in real life. Upon reflecting afterwards, I realized that my dream body doesn't have stretch marks - or if it does, they're much less noticeable than they are in real life, since I don't remember noticing them - and it's also less fat than my real one, though not dramatically so.]

I notice that the regular clothes I had just been wearing - jeans, button-down shirt and white sneakers - are now floating on the surface of the pool, around me. I get the rest of the way into the pool. There are two other people enjoying the pool, two guys and another woman. I realize that while my swimsuit top has shoulder straps, it also has a part that's supposed to tie together across my back, just at the bottom of my shoulder blades, and it's untied. I approach the woman (the pool is shallow enough to walk in easily) and say, "Trade you ties?" We tie the ties on each other's swimsuits, as I had just requested. She is some type of POC [most likely South Asian? I couldn't say for sure] and very pretty, and her name is Kim.

After swimming and lounging around for a bit, the two guys, Kim, and I all get out of the pool, down at the far end of the 'street,' away from the house I had just been in. Another dream character is standing there, a petite, definitely East Asian woman [she reminds me of a younger Agent May from the "Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." TV series]. She asks me and the two guys to come with her; she is recruiting us for some kind of spy-adventure-type mission. [I have no idea why she ignored Kim completely, but she did.] We follow her, but I turn to say goodbye to Kim, who is now standing on the edge of the pool, as I go.

The two guys and I follow Young Agent May into an area that looks like an ancient temple courtyard, all dusty dirt floors and high, light-yellow-tan-colored walls of rough-hewn stone that stand open to the sky. There are lots of wall segments forming corners, but there is a space off to the left that's more than big enough for a dark-brown, equally-roughly-hewn wooden table with two people sitting behind it. This is the check-in desk for the adventure/mission. Young Agent May goes over to check us in, and I look around the courtyard while the two guys start to explore. As I'm looking around, a brochure printed on unbleached brown paper appears in my hand. The title, printed in a curved swoop across the center in big, yellow letters, reads "Dole Presents: Adventures in Dole Whip." [Or something like that. Interestingly enough, I could read the whole thing perfectly fine. I can't remember all of it, but I'll reproduce the text I do remember.] The brochure goes on to say: "This dreamer is about to earn her title! Next Task: Create a tiny, consensually-dressed, applesauce humanoid." There's even an illustration of this little humanoid figure I'm apparently supposed to create out of applesauce. [Don't ask me what "consensually-dressed" is supposed to mean. Presumably "dressed in an outfit of its own choosing," with an undertone of "modestly dressed."]

I wake up to the sensation of my left arm being asleep. I've fallen asleep on my left side, something I rarely do.

[Cool! New ability! This is the first time I've ever changed my clothing at will. I guess that counts as changing my appearance, although I really meant changing an aspect of my physical body.]

Morning of October 25, 2018. Thursday.

Dream #: 18,938-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. Readability score: 83.



In late morning, I find myself in a big barn (in an unknown location) that serves as a recording studio for the Beatles. There is much sound equipment on hay bales and the barn floor, such as big amplifiers and mixing consoles, but I do not see any musical instruments. There are a few unfamiliar men present, one being a producer, another, a sound engineer.

While a man is checking a track, there is an unusual drum fill where the snare audio reverses at least twice. The man is puzzled and asks Paul McCartney what that was, but he does not reply. A different “drum fill” is heard, but it turns out to be someone knocking on the barn door. (This scene is ambiguous for two reasons, one, a door knock would not have reverse audio and two, the sound came from the equipment.)

A man comes in with a tiger that belongs to John Lennon’s wife (Cynthia Powell). He pets it for a short time. There is no sense of danger.

Later, there is an unknown man with a Bainbridge livestock prod. He taps the tiger with it on the rump, and John and the man with the tiger slowly leave the barn. They seem cheerful. Next, the man uses the prod on some farm animals. He touches the rump of a horse with it to get it to move to the corner of the barn. The horse seems annoyed but goes where the man wants him to go.

I do not see any of the Beatles at this point and decide to leave the barn. I go around to the back and see a young version of Zsuzsanna, who is about eight years old. However, my real-life identity is not extant in this dream, and so my dream self does not recall who she is. There is a cage adjacent to the back of the barn. There are at least three brown-mantled tamarins in the cage, a mother and two babies. Zsuzsanna is sitting on the ground watching them. She does not speak. I hold the paw of the mother tamarin, stroking the fur on the back of its “hand.” It seems tame.

Later, I get up and go back into the barn, which is now empty and full of hundreds of flies that start buzzing in my face. The air is thick with them, and they are loud. I soon decide to leave the barn and slowly wake after I walk back out. As I wake, I realize that the illusion of the flies was a distortion of the sound of the fan and its air on my face (from the foot of the bed).

---

Two other dreams came before this, one of sending many DVDs over time to a member of the dream journal website (a long-term male poster). The other related to capturing each instrument from the Beatles’ “Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite!” to use virtual versions (mostly on keyboards) for a live cover.

---

I start this dream in an extremely dark place and someone is playing a pinball game. He's not doing so good and lets me finish his game. Now I'm playing and it is very hard to see as there were no lights on it that worked, just a completely dark machine. I ball went over to the left side and I thought it was a goner but it ended up over at the ball launcher. I pulled the spring lever and let it go. it hits the ball and sends it up but on the way up where it was almost out of the tube, I hear another sound like the ball smacked up against a marble ball. The ball I sent out went back into the launcher tube and the second ball it hit was sent out onto the main gaming board. I left the first ball resting on the launcher as I didn't want to deal with two balls being out there at the same time as the second ball bounced around and made sounds. To help me see better in the nearly black place I angled the machine towards a row of tall open windows among the wall that had moonlight coming through it. Something, a bumper or spinner sent the ball shooting at the middle. I quickly grabbed the flipper button and the left flipper quickly moved over the gap, blocking the ball from going any further but also jamming the flippers and causing a tilt. I launched the second ball and there was a bonus car thingy on the main board. If you manage to hit it and get the ball inside, the ball will ride the car in a bonus area where you get a lot of points at. Upon launching it something hits the ball and it bounces of the top and went over to the left where a bumper shot the ball up into the car.

The Orange colored car goes flying out of the machine and it lands next to me. I tried to see if I can move the car back in but since my controller was fix to play the pinball I couldn't move it well. I mashed on the buttons, trying to get it back into the game but it was only moving a little bit. By this time there was some light coming in from all around as a sage colored light behind some kind of fog. Are we outside now? As it slowed down something hit the car from behind, towards the machine and I saw it was another car! It kept hitting it but took damage as it did so and ended up blowing up. After that the car respawns next to me and I saw that this time it had claws on the front of it like the ones one the sub of the Boukenger pink zord. It came around the front and was coming up to me and then I saw that I was laying down as a dark colored Megazord stood over my face, then it knocked itself over onto my face and felt the plastic hit me. Even though it didn't hurt I can hear myself talking to him, saying. "Ow, that hurt. You can't just do that like that because your body is hard!"

Created Wednesday 24 October 2018

Got two LD loops and a fragment or two.

Scrap Group 1
Watching some action/horror movie.

Dream 1 - Pinch and Tickle Gag

Scene 1 - A Goku vs. Piccolo Fight
The visuals were a bit blurred. Spectator mode.This took place i n the main lobby of a condo complex. Goku and Piccolo from Dragon Ball Z suddenly appeared, both cartoony figures contrasting the environment. The two were locked in high-speed fisticuffs. At times, I took control of Goku's movements, at times in first person, and at others in third-person. No matter the perspective, I could otherwise feel and hear from his point of view. Either way, neither fighters had the upper hand over the other.

Various forgotten transitions before the one below.

Scene 2 - She's Got My Eye! Well, More or Less...
The visuals were very dim. False awakening in bed. I quickly got aware. I called out to my guide, E. Almost immediately, I sensed her forming behind me. I turn to look at her, when she suddenly gouges her index finger through my left lower eyelid. After pinching between my cheek and said eyelid, my guide tried pulling me towards her. Gotta say, that stung like hell! I calmly asked her to let go, but she merely laughed this off.

Various transitions. There were at least two repeats of this scene. Several unknown transitions, where I'd lost lucidity, until getting to below.

Scene 3 - Mobile Destabilization
The visuals were blurred. I falsely awaken in the floor of the small upstairs bathroom. After thinking over how I'd even get there, I slowly figured the dream. I run out to the hallway, faint sunlight providing illumination, and continued all the way downstairs. Things were destabilizing. So, I started rubbing my hands, and when that didn't work, I spun around. But, neither of these actions helped. Warp. Transition.

Scene 4 - Tickle Submission Hold
The visuals were very dim. I was back in bed. Still aware. Once again, I called out to my guide. But, before she could try any funny business, I grabbed her bare foot, then got my revenge by tickling her. Giggling to the point of helplessness, she finally relented. I pondered in silence for a moment before speaking.

"What the heck?", I pressed of her. "Why'd ya do that whole eye-pinching thing?"

E shrugged. "Well, I got your attention, didn't I?"

"Fair enough, I guess..."

There were more pertinent things in mind, but unfortunately, a bunch of other random thoughts drowned those out. Of these were for me and her to, of all things, vocally imitate scenes from random media. Can't even recall what they were. After that were more, uh, base desires. A... warm moment occurred. Afterwards, the dream collapsed.

Scrap Group 2
At home. Various family members were around. So too was E, who appeared only in bed clothes. We talked about the above dream.

Dream 2 - Cobalt Banshee

Scene 1 - Escape the Banshee!
The visuals were quite blurred. I was upstairs watching TV in the master bedroom. Various other family members were also around.

Just then, a ghost appeared out of nowhere, her hair white, skin cobalt blue and with a darker tinted frilled dress to match. Scowl aside, she looked rather comely. Given her sorrowful and angered wailing, she was certainly a banshee. The phantom darted from person to person, screaming into their ears until they'd lost consciousness, or worse. Unsuited to this whole terror, the Overworld Theme from Super Mario Land was sounding loudly in the background.

I wised up to the dream, but was no less frightened. So, I rushed downstairs to the living room, where I conjured E once again.

"What's wrong", she asked blasely?

I pointed towards the stairs. "Heads up. We've got company."

I took a defensive stance, waiting for the ghost to appear. But after a minute, it seemed she simply left. Did it flee, I wondered?

Transition.

Scene 2 - Beware the Banshee!
Similar visuals. Repeat of the above. But, when I got to the living room, I found that the banshee was already waiting for me. In an instant, she took grasp of me, and cried her horrid wail. Warp. Transition.

Scene 3 - An Understanding...?
The visuals were dim. I was in bed. More pertinently, the banshee was still holding me down. Before she yelled again, I spoke, asking her for reprieve. Gently stroking her face, I got into an entire monologue about peace and forgiveness and all that jazz. It looked as if she'd calmed down, and was perhaps even mesmerized by my words. We had a silent moment of understanding... only for her to suddenly blare out yet again. I was shocked out of the dream.