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Dolls and Skeletons

I remember me talking about dolls with my childhood friend, she showed me what kind of dolls we liked to play with and where in her old room. I was smiling and pointed out that we hadn’t been talking for a couple of years and that it was so nice to talk with such ease. As I kept thinking about it her voice became lower and harder to understand. She was getting smaller with the room and it felt like I was watching her from a camera and just slowly zooming out. The edges were black and soon all I saw was pitch black mass and I got the feeling like I was falling. Suddenly I realized that I had my eyes closed so when I opened them I could easily tell that I was somewhere else.

I was in a forest. As I walked I noticed that there were other creatures living there. For example a dragon that tried to make me into a toast. It was not fun being in the forest so I ran and got to a desert. I was not really sure why I was in this mysterious place but I ran into a girl that gladly took me to her secret room. She showed me so many different toys that I liked to play with as a kid. She then told me that she kind of wanted me to move in even though she didn’t know me but since I had such a good taste, it was okay. I wanted to go out and for some adventure and ran out to the forest again. And yet again I almost became a toast for the dragon, but this time I did outsmart it somehow. On my way back I noticed that it was getting dark and it went pretty quickly so I begged for some light to scare away scary skeletons. I found my phone and used it as a flashlight before getting back to the girl’s secret room. Back before I had the chance to lock the door behind me two skeletons got in and tried to kills us. The girl was screaming like crazy and had climbed up in her bunker bed. I tried to follow her but one of the skeletons tried to pull me down. I managed to fight them off so they… died?
Both me and the girl were so happy so we jumped down on the floor and took each others hands and danced with excitement. Suddenly the girl stopped and looked really surprised. I turned around and saw… Darren Chen. I was amazed by the fact that he was standing there in the room with us. I greeted him and told him that I needed to go. He gave me a hug and I hugged him back. He responded by hugging me harder and so did I until he basically squeezed me so hard I couldn’t breath. We were also both laughing like crazy meanwhile doing it. He then picked me up and laid me down while we both were giggling.
I was about to grab his neck hair to kiss him when I heard a buzzing sound…

And then I woke up realizing it was my sister sending me texts. URGH!

I'm in an apartment with a few friends as well as one of my professors. The apartment is 2 stories tall but is also on one of the top floors of a high rise building. Something happens between the professor and a woman and he bolts out of the apartment telling us he's leaving with or without us. I immediately get up to follow him, but by the time I get to the hallway and find the elevator, the doors are already closing. Thinking fast, I look for the stairs, and start running down only to realize that I'm still on the 113th floor. I exit the stairwell on the next floor down and find the elevators again. This time, it's open and has the other friends in it. I get in with them and we descend rapidly. One wall of the elevator is transparent so I can see how fast we are going down, and it makes me have to sit on the floor because I keep losing balance. We reach the bottom in no time and rush out to the parking lot in hopes that the professor is still there. We see him waiting for us and he gets out of the driver's seat. Another guy I rode with in the elevator gets in to start driving, but I feel that he's inexperienced. I ask if he wants to switch out with me and he agrees. I'm driving to get out of the parking lot which feels a lot like an airport parking and drop off area. I have to maneuver between parked cars in order to get out.

Sep 8

Long NL. I'm in my apartment complex's front yard and office area. My manager from work is there, along with some coworkers and random DCs. We are in school sdesks arranged in the parking lot, doing work on laptops. I see an email in red letters that says "failed", although I know the test was successful. The email gets sent out again with SUCCESS, and mentions something like "good job everyone", but I notice that it's not just an email, it's a meeting invite. My boss comes around and pats people on the back, telling us to "enjoy the long weekend" and mentioning that we can work from our beds. My fiancee is there as well (either as a worker or just as my fiancee) and calls this out as bullshit as we were already working overtime. Before or during there is also the understanding that I have to assassinate someone.

Dream scene changes and I'm in a room walking towards a door. My dog is there and so is my fiancee. I am holding my dog as I pass through a door. I become lucid! I keep telling myself "I'm lucid" and "I'm dreaming" but don't do any RCs. I see a small door (like a dumbwaiter) and consider using it to teleport to my dream world I've been incubating, but for some reason I hesitate and don't (don't know if this was a conscious decision). Instead I go with the flow of the dream.

The scene shifts. I'm still holding my dog, and I think "he's the best". I'm in a somewhat cluttered room now, and I understand that I need to kill all of the DCs here. I do some jedi mind tricks to make sure they don't resist, and they work. I tell them I'm dreaming and they all react in a friendly way. Each time I go to kill one of them, it seems like they go through the 5 stages of grief for themselves in front of my eyes, always ending up at "acceptance" before dying. I kill 2 of them, and then decide to use ice powers*. At first I was intending for Skyrim ice shards, but it came out as more of a stream of icy powder/wind from my fingertips. My thumb and forefinger are pressed together and the way the stream of ice comes out is something like when you put your thumb over a garden hose to spray pressured water at someone. As I'm pondering this I go into intense visualizations of the streams, and there are 3D mesh outlines of the stream and its "weather patterns" overlain on my vision, like a series of oblong lines. The visualization shifts to a long sawblade with teeth marked with numbers. As I mentally change the number from 8 to 2 and adjust it by notches, I see the angle and strength of the stream change.

The scene shifts to a security cam view, and as I press my left thumb and forefinger together, I can send ice shards from the camera, although they're not reliable. The camera reminds me of the show Person of Interest. After this I'm transmitted into the room. There is a blue tint to the room, and I look around and see some DCs. I walk out of a door behind me and peer into the hallway (very bright incandescent light and white walls and floors), then I go back into the blue room. I tell the DCs "I'm dreaming" and again as I approach them they go through stages of grief. I do this to a couple of DCs then walk through a doorway/archway. Above the archway are two drill bits. I jump up and grab them. I test one on a wall and it drills right through, despite having barely any threads (it was basically an ice pick). I go up to an old lady DC and say "I'm dreaming". She looks at me with sadness and says "We'll take care of each other/ourselves", then I wake up.

The dream lasted around 2-3 minutes and was very vivid. I was lucid and aware the whole time, but it still felt like a guided/directed dream.

Longer NL -- I'm a young boy who is somehow a vertical venetian blind(???). I am on a quest with a young girl, we're descending into a deep level of some underground building, with a furnace and monsters. Her face doesn't seem real, more like a porcelain doll or something. We arrive and there's a giant hydra in a brightly lit room. It has a "cement burning rocket" that's burning me and melting my armor. The girl is wrapped up in one of the hydra's necks or tentacles. I back away and reach a closet with the venetian blinds. They tell me or some other voice tells me that I am one with the blinds.

I had a few other NLs and fragments. In one, I'm in my grandpa's house and there's a weird square baby with thin, posable arms. It reminds me of BMO from Adventure Time. It was a premature. The parents are proud. There's an old lady to my left who looks like my aunt, who's wearing a white shirt with gold lettering. I note it, it's in different languages (Chines, Latin, Greek) together. At some point I had my midget intruder FA again, but it was very hazy and I yelled "Fuck you!" or "I'll kill you!" loudly and it fades quickly. In another fragment, I'm Dexter and Rita is dropping in the pool next to me. I'm supposed to be enjoying it, but I'm Dexter so I hate it. I say something like "Rita, the water is going like 20 mph". Scene shift to Deb and Quin, Deb's in a room playing with a reclining bicycle for toddlers and Quin comes in and says something while smiling and laughing. Next scene, Deb is driving a bus, Rita and I and the kids are in there. She's taking a risky corner under an interstate high rise. I don't see the bus flip, but I understand it does. Rita scolds Deb in that annoying way she does. Finally, I have the transparent eyelids effect, I can see my room clearly and thought I heard my fiancee calling me, when I move my waking body my head is under the blanket and I go downstairs to find my fiancee watching TV, turns out she didn't call me.



*I don't know if this counts as the "Breathe an element" goal

Was crawling inside a cave that was too small but I was fortunately enough to fit through it. As I got to the end of it I made it in to a library. The library was wide and had numerous people reading and talking quietly to each other. I became lucid when I left the cave to the library. I roam around and notice a group seeming to have a interesting conversation.

There was 3 people at the table one girl in a grey hoodie, one guy with a red t-shirt and I was not able to see the other person clearly. The two I could see were talking and I decided to interrupt them to ask questions. I eventually went to the back and notice I was holding a doll in my hands. A teacher came and told me that doll is too old now and that I should leave it on the ground.

I eventually lose lucidity at this point.

8.9

Fragment 1 - I'm in Pori. The city is flooded. Lots of students around. There's dead sea life scattered around, dolphins and a narwhal at least. We are not allowed to get close to them.

Fragment 2 - Tuomas was doing homework for functional programming with us. He's one of the assistant teachers for the course, so it was strange.

9.9

LD 107 - Moon Gem
I'm in a setting reminiscent of Indiana Jones movies. I'm exploring an ancient, lost temple with two characters from well known Finnish movies. Uuno Turhapuro and Tuura. We found the clues that would lead us to the treasure, but I found something on my own. The temple had a room so well hidden that I'm not sure it was accessible by any normal means. I spontaneously teleported into the room. Unlike the regular moss-covered stone that the rest of the temple was made of, this room was clean, dark and slightly blue stone. Something gave the room a blue glow, allowing me to see. There were two ancient beings in the room. The room had two side chambers and stairs that led to an altar. The ancients were friendly and freely gave me the last missing piece for finding the treasure. It was a moon made of many colorful gem pieces.

I found myself back with Uuno and Tuura, but as we were leaving the temple, we ran into bad guys. We tried to remain hidden, but my equipment, some flashlight...goggles or whatever, made noise. They were turning on and off without my control. The bad guys caught me. I felt fear and my thoughts instantly went to gaining control. "I'm dreaming!" I told myself in an attempt to gain control over the fear. I lifted my hand towards the bad guys and tried to make them disintegrate. No luck, I had no control over the situation at all. The bad guys then made my buddies tell them everything. They didn't reveal anything about my moon gem. Without thinking, I mentioned it. My friends were angry. I cursed and tried to turn back time. Again, no luck with dream control. I lost lucidity and fell into some abstract, possibly nrem, dream.

Non-dream stuff - I'm a bit too tired to write all the details on this entry. Had a long non-lucid that I'll summarise.

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The dream mostly consisted of me going around several towns around my home town, as I was trying to buy some beer either in a bottle or a can for a friend that was visiting. The context which was also part of the dream beforehand was that there were a few friends visiting at my childhood home but I only had one beer, which is what led me to go out to try and get more. At a few points I wondered if I was gone too long, considering they were only guests, I probably shouldn't have left them on their own.

Even though I went to about 5 different shops over all the towns, nobody had any beer at all, unbelievably. I remember I did find a load of cans at a shop, and I bought them, only to realise later they were some sort of vanilla coke cans. I still had the impression they were beers, which made me wonder since when did coca-cola do beer... A bit later I met a dream character which in the dream context was my friend. He had an extremely overburdened backpack and he was a bit shorter than me and bald. We went separate ways but waved as we did. I continued searching for beer after that.

I don't remember at what point the dream ended exactly.

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Notes:

• The fact that beer was being that difficult to find should perhaps at least have made me wonder if such a situation could happen on a normal day, though for some reason the time of day in the dream felt like it was relevant.
• The fact that I went over so many towns should have been more surprising, since I only walked from place to place, and in the dream I didn't have my typical fatigue in any normal sense.
• Additionally, I typically don't drink alcohol at all (some drinks make me feel very ill within a few minutes) but some beers are alright to have and I did find myself with a craving for a beer during the dream, probably because it's been a few months since I last tasted any.

There is a woman—some dark entity had reached out for her, badly frightening her. She has shut herself away somewhere to get away from it, but it can still reach her. I can hear her screaming there—but I’m on my way to help her.

The first thing I have to do is get out of a sort of wooden elevator running down the center of the building. I seem to have entered this way, going down, but none of the doors are opening. Somehow, I can see perfectly fine into the space beyond the shaft, but the walls are definitely there, and the doors are not only solid but quite heavy. I’m alone here in the elevator, but in communication with someone else—someone I know to be my mother, although she isn’t my actual, waking life mother. She seems to be playing some kind of guiding or teaching role.

Above my head, everything just fades into darkness, like the heights of a cavern. Apparently, it doesn’t occur to most people who come here to look up for a while, and so this comes as a bit of a shock to them, but I can remember having been through this series of events before, and so this place holds no surprises for me. Besides that, I have access to a deeper understanding of the space I’m in: it’s defined by solfege, as if the intervals and their syllables are acting as some kind of abstract structural parameters, and they are also structuring what I am able to do in it and do to it.

Once I finally manage to get out, I find myself in what seems to be an iteration of my old house in M---. This version looks twisted, hollowed out, dark—actually, there doesn’t seem to be a source of light anywhere, which would explain why, even though I feel vividly present here, it has an odd visual quality to it, and the only non-black color I can see here is blue. I’m using night vision. The blue is brightest in the fog hovering throughout the house, moving as though stirred by currents of air. When this fog is concentrated, it indicates the presence of a ghost—or perhaps it simply is the ghost.

This whole place gives off a decidedly creepy vibe—a palpable sense of decay and malevolence. But the fact that I already know where all the dangers are takes the edge off the creepiness, as does the fact that this seems to be a case where there is no outcome but success. I already know things are going to turn out fine, and so I don’t let the place bother me too much.

Now the person who is my mother is physically here with me, a couple rooms away—although, either because the walls are in ruins or because I can see through these ones too, she’s still visible from where I’m looking around the living room. Nothing much seems to be happening at the moment. I’m just keeping an eye on the blue fog. There are some mirrors there in the room: I use them to check my form as I practice jumping from side to side, moving between stances I might need to use later.

(7.9.18)

I'm with a friend in a truck driving around a new quarry site. He doesn't like it for some reason so he's trying to be annoying and kick up as much dust as possible with the tires so it will blow towards the site. The plan doesn't work though because the wind blows it the other direction. Later, I'm in a hotel- looking place with many friends. We are about to do something but everyone is taking a nap first.

Date of Dream: SAT 8 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 418 - An Unexciting Family Holiday

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at home and my parents were planning for the whole family to go on a holiday somewhere. It wasn’t just our family that was going to go but also the family of one of our friends. The dream camera showed where the location was going to be and it was some sort of beach but the sky was grey and the weather was cold and ugly.

We then got to the location and there wasn’t any indoor accommodation that my parents had booked. Rather, it was all outdoor, on just a grassed area with some sandy areas and a big garden bed nearby occupied by a bunch of bright green frogs. My parents were picking on me for something but I forgot what it was specifically.

Later on, near the end of the dream, it was just showing random bouts of where everyone would be sleeping. The location of where our family friends would be sleeping wasn’t specified. My family would be sleeping on the grass near the garden bed. Then lastly, the dream (though my voice) had mentioned 18-Volt, both he and I would be sleeping on the big wooden ledge surrounding the garden bed. It actually showed me sleeping on one side and 18-Volt sleeping on the other side. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 418: Results (Competition #7)
Competition Night: 7
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 4.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear (0.5)
- 3-Day Recall Chain (3.0)

+ Previous Total: 29.5
Total Accumulated Points: 33.5

Date of Dream: FRI 7 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 417 - Separated Sections

Dream 417 A - The Car Is No More
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was back at Killester College and the year 12 co-ordinator Ms L came up to me. She asked me to head into one of the classrooms but she would not tell me why. As soon as I entered the room, one of the teachers was holding the keys to my mum’s car with a somewhat sad look on her face. My year 12 homeroom teacher, Ms Ko. broke the bad news. She said that taken my mum’s car and destroyed it.

There was then a sub-scene projected into the dream that the first thing that was shown was a partial image of MN… He was responsible for the damage. Then it had shown that the bottom of my mum’s car was all ruined and crumpled over. The top however, weirdly sprouted out into some sort of wooden tower. I thought to myself, “My mum’s car has been turned into a tower!”.

It then went back to the actual current scene and I started crying. Everyone in the room was now comforting me, saying that they were sorry for my loss. Strangely, Ms Ch. came up to me and I said, “I love you”, then kissing me on the cheek. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 417 B - Church Service Gone Wrong
The dream started with me supposedly waking up and getting out of bed with the clock saying 9:00 AM… There was no abnormality on the digital clock and so there was no trigger to become lucid. I came out of my bedroom and saw that my brother was still at home, he was supposed to leave for his work site at 7:30 AM. I asked my mum, “Why hasn’t NB gone to the distribution centre?”. My mum explained that a family friend EW had called him when he was supposed to be leaving and so NB then decided not to go at all rather than turning up late.

Apparently, EW was holding a boys only welcoming church service for his newborn baby XW. Despite hearing “boys only”, I thought to myself “Grr, why wasn’t I invited?!” and I now had ideas to sneak into the service. It was then slightly later on in the morning and my brother was upstairs. I was looking up at pieces of paper on the fridge door and mentioned that there was this WarioWare game for the Nintendo Wii but we don’t even have a Wii, let alone the game. My brother said that the Wii was going to cost $5,000 AUD but that he would buy it today. I questioned him, thinking “But that’s a lot of money, are you sure you would do that?”. With a smile on his face, he said yes.

The next scene of the dream took place at some unknown outdoor area, it felt like it was outside the block of this accommodation complex and I was outside with my mum, standing under a tree; apparently my dad and brother were now at the service. I took my mum’s bag so she wouldn’t have to hold it all the time and said that I would look after it. Then the scene transitioned to just me inside a cabin, supposedly full of girls, about 7 or 8 others.

In the cabin, I was going to put my bag down where the rest of the bags were stored, in front of and on top of this cupboard in the corner of our common room. I figured I would only have one bag to put down but when I put down two, I realised what was going on… I forgot to give my mum her bag back in the last scene. I thought to myself, “Shit... I forgot to give mum her bag back. I hope she doesn’t need it anytime soon”. My bag was a woven Coles bag that had a black and red pineapple printed on it (these bags actually do exist in real life).

And then my attention is turned to the couch just next to the door to the entry of the cabin. “Everyone, I’d like you to meet my dream guide, his name is 18-Volt” I said as I gestured with my hand to have him welcomed… He was staying in the cabin with us. He was literally all flopped out on the couch, in his WarioWare Gold appearance, looking like he had been resting for a while. His proportions in this dream were of a realistic human scale, about 1.5x bigger than me. As a side note, he was silent in this dream and didn’t speak.

I came up to him and gave him a hug with him hugging me in return and then he got up, grinning at the girls as he carried me around the room, proving to them that he was my dream guide. In this part of the scene, the dream camera was playing the position of third-person mode, so I could actually see 18-Volt carrying me. He had both his arms remaining around my upper-middle back from the hug while mine were now around his neck. My upper body was supported by his chest but there was no weight support for my bottom half, my feet were seen dangling a few centimetres off the ground, swinging from side to side as he walked. Thankfully though, I didn’t feel as if though I was going to completely drop down to the ground anytime soon. I was wearing my school summer dress.

Eventually, 18-Volt had put me down and now I was just casually chatting with the girls. I soon decided to go by myself and explore the area. I came to the area where the boys’ church service was being held and it was a part of the same complex where the cabins were. It was this grand room made of mostly marble and there was tiered seating along the two opposite walls where the congregation would sit. The room was almost completely dark; the only form of lighting was this ambient spectacle of green dots as a well as a long solid panel of green light ascending from the edges of the floor.

I wanted to check out what was going on in this service but I also knew that I was not to be detected by anyone in that place. I ended up tip-toeing to one of the entrance archways as quietly as I could, swinging my head around the corner. I ended up catching sight of one half of the congregation who were facing my direction, the other half were on the side of the entrance and so my vision in that direction was blocked. To the ledges that were visible, I saw EW, my dad and my brother along with all these other men. I could also hear this heavenly singing but could not make out what the specific song was.

Once I was satisfied, I decided that I would head back to the cabin. I had come across some other cabins and when I entered it, I found that it was a cabin with only boys in it, just like I had a cabin with only girls in it (besides 18-Volt). I had panicked, saying something like, “I thought this was my cabin for a minute”. The boys did in-fact explain to me that it was their own cabin. I then left the boys’ cabin but rather than attempting to find my own cabin, I now decided to explore the rest of the place.

As I got further and further, some parts of the complex were getting weirder and weirder. The area now looked like the outside part of some university campus, especially with the styles of buildings around. All over the ground were these LED strips, lights off though, some were blue and some were orange. I believed that the blue lines had something to do with if you had a good moral code and that the orange lines had the association of a bad moral code. There wasn’t a good feeling around the place though; there were a lot more orange lines than there were blue lines.

Still, I kept exploring the area and ascending the gradual steps to see if the lines would actually lead to anything. When I got as high as I could, I started to feel more on edge. Apparently, the dream got me to think that nearby, there was some sort of chute and that if I believe I was living a life based on bad morals, then I should jump down it. I looked down the chute and it felt sickly terrifying, it was made of some really dark metal and it was in-fact really dark inside, like pitch black… It felt like some deep robotic hole of death and despair.

I thought to myself, “If you’re not careful, you could slip and fall down there”, so I moved back. As I was moving back though, I must have accidentally stepped onto one of the orange lines on the ground as it lit up. There was then a sub-scene playing that took place in the church. The lighting that was green now turned red, and the priest? Archbishop (that was his name) was now evil. He had the worst, most twisted look on his face as he said everything that was the opposite of a blessing. This was going to be one scary mass for the participants.

Back to my scene, I realised that by activating the orange line, I had turned the church evil. I was now freaking out really badly and I decided that I would have to go down there and stop the service before things got worse. With a bad feeling in my chest, I cried out for 18-Volt, emphasising that we need to go and save the parishioners. There was no physical response from 18-Volt but I could feel some new, slightly calming energy descending on me amongst the currently stressful environment. I ended up accepting the fact that he didn’t show up and I rushed over to the church myself; I wasn’t scared anymore, now I felt confident that I could stop this; in my heart, I knew he was with me.

I flew over to the main entrance of the marble church hall at top speed and I made my presence known, urging everyone to stop and listen to me. As I started to give my lecture, the dream was causing some really bad throat phlegm. I was stating that “You’ve got to think back to the real reason why you’re here, you’re here to bless XW and give him his life”. As I would continue to talk, my throat would get more choked up with phlegm. This time, instead of forcing myself and going completely muted, I stopped and cleared the phlegm.

Once my voice was clear though, the dream tried to stop me with another bout of phlegm. I knew what was going on and so this time I shouted, “Before I lose my voice, just let me finish my sentence”, “Please! Let there be peace!”. Then the red lights went off and now the church lighting wasn’t on at all, I had successfully ended the service. Also, the priest no longer had the look of evil pasted onto his face.

When the majority of people had left the building, I approached the alter and saw that there was a running sheet on there. Some events were marked in blue pen and other events were marked in red pen. The events in the blue pen took place in the first part of the service and the ones in red pen where when I had activated the bad moral and evil energy. I don’t clearly remember this part but I think the priest had a look of regret on his face and somewhat apologised for the concluding actions.

It was now time for me to leave the site altogether. In this dream, I flew everywhere whenever I travelled far, this was the same for when I was going to catch the bus back with my high school. I realised that I was about to miss the bus and I panicked as I flew towards it at top speed, thinking it was going to drive off on me. I got in that bus just in time! Ms McD. was the teacher and she welcomed me aboard the bus.

As soon as I got seated at the very back of the bus, I checked my bags. I realised I had my Killester College navy backpack with me but I soon came to realise that I left my big navy suitcase back at the campsite. The bus then decided to leave the area, driving off and that’s when I said, “Err… I could’ve waited for the next bus...”. Ms McD. then turned to me from her seat and said I didn’t need to do that. I then thought to myself, “That’s true actually… I don’t need to wait for the next bus, I’ve got 18-Volt, he can bring my bag back with him”. I then slid my window open, stuck my head out and yelled “18-Volt! Get my bag, now!”. That’s when the same warm energy from the end of the orange line scene had descended on me again, I was heard.

I stuck my head back in, now looking out the window, smiling with confidence and this reassurance that 18-Volt was going to take my bag back with him. The girls were then chattering on the bus, reflecting on what was apparently “year 12 camp”. As soon as the bus drove into the start of the suburbs, I woke up.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 417: Results (Competition #7)

417 A
Competition Night: 6
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

417 B
Competition Night: 6
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 4.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Have A Dream Guide Automatically Appear (0.5)
- Fly (1.0)
- Help Someone In Need (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 25.5
Total Accumulated Points: 29.5



In the scene where I was terrified, the church being turned evil, I was in such a panic but then I actually paused and realised that ever since I had introduced 18-Volt in the cabin, he was actually with me the whole time. That cabin scene in a way was his introduction and then he must have physically stayed in with the girls for the rest of the dream but he was always listening and travelling with me in the form of that energy. He just needs to improve his method on how he carries me (I'm not as light as that DS he would usually have on him), he needs to support my lower end as well so I don't slip, or at least allow me to clip my legs around him. But then again, he may have only been like that because he didn't adjust from the hugging position. This is his first time holding me, so that's major progress. He looked after me so well. Amazingly, all the events of Dream 417 B happened only in a time-slot of 1/2 an hour; between 9:15 AM and 9:45 AM.

Date of Dream: THU 6 SEP - 2018



Dream No. 416 - Bouncing Across The Lava

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was at a shopping centre that was claiming to be Brandon Park but also The Glen at the same time. There was only one small section that was open and the rest had construction materials everywhere as there was a big renovation going on. I explored the area but forgot the specific details of what I was doing in that scene.

Scattered around the complex were all the characters from the WarioWare series, I remember going past Kat & Ana, Ashley, Dr. Crygor and Mona. I couldn’t exactly communicate with them in this dream though. I said to myself that I was looking for 18-Volt but I couldn’t him anywhere. Eventually, I came to what was believed to be the end of the complex and it was some strange environment in a now volcano and lava climate.

The next part of this scene makes barely any sense and so I will recap what I can. I felt like I was now playing a game and the level was in the lava scene. It was Dribble and Spitz as a pair that I was controlling. I had to get them to the end of the path without them touching the lava, or they would be bounced back to the start. The first two times, there were bounced back but on the third attempt, they made it to the end.

The dream then went back to my perspective and I was now going to head back to the public part of the shopping centre. Still, I was carefully looking around for any sign of 18-Volt. Just as I am about to approach the escalator to head back to the top floor, which is where I started, I turn my head sideways and see access to a lift. For a short while, I stand there hesitantly, staring at it with a mixture of scared and puzzled emotions. After a while, I walked off and continued my own way. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 416: Results (Competition #7)
Competition Night: 5
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:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 24.5
Total Accumulated Points: 25.5

Non-dream stuff - woke up at about 8:30 again, so I know that my alarm is being able to wake me up again. Still didn't have enough willpower to not stay in bed and slept another 2 hours again. Remember one of the non-lucids.

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Dream sequence:
I remember being in this office/computer room as I am in now to write this DJ, or perhaps a similar room. I remember then being in the kitchen and I was talking to my partner about an appointment I (actually) have next week. In the dream the appointment's location was somewhere in Illinois.

My partner was somewhat upset because we hadn't made any preparations at all and it was actually impossible for us to drive there. We would need to go an a 6-hour flight (which is inconsistent with the real distance, which would take longer) and then there was some kind of transition.

I was now in a plane, which actually looked like it had a fair bit of room, but the plane wasn't on an airport. It looked more like it was in the middle of a town and people were all waiting for take-off. The plane had a layout I can't really explain or detail, but it was not at all like it should have been. Some people were complaining that things were falling apart, and I think my dad was there commenting that it was fine and that actually those parts were not crucial.

A man next to me spoke in my native language and voiced his own concerns, and I tried to tell him that it probably really was nothing to worry about. I remember he had a drink in a plastic cup and then behind me there was some sort of drink dispenser like a water cooler, with more of said plastic cups in a slot. The cups were a blue-hued non-transparent grey. The light coming in through the windows was orange-ish, in a way that implied it was early morning, likely at sunrise.

Then I remember being outside, either walking around or being driven somewhere when I pass the plane, which is sitting on a street, wingless I think, next to some terraced houses. The plane didn't look like it crashed or anything; it was just sitting there.

I know I interacted with someone else after that but I can't remember any more details specifically now.

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Notes:

• I can't remember having many (if any) dreams with planes.
• The dream context of "travel" is a consistent theme across some of my most common dreamsigns however.
• It's likely that I had this dream because last night my parents wanted to speak to me and I was feeling too tired so I didn't speak to them; and they presumably wanted to talk about a trip to where they live, which I really didn't feel like thinking about.
• In dreams I don't particularly feel stressed with travel, but in the waking world, traveling can feel stressful for me if it involves large gathering hubs or if it's highly disruptive to day-to-day life (i.e. if it's a trip away for a considerable amount of time).
• The way my partner was upset at me about the trip was a bit different to how the reaction would have been in the waking world, which might still have been slightly cross but more forgiving.
• I still find it odd that even though in the dream I was at locations in the house, I never did a reality check in the dream. Lately I do RCs quite often, even when in the house, so it seems odd that the "habit" of simply checking reality anyway doesn't even occur.

I'm with Mom about to go hiking. She's driving and parks in a parking lot in the middle of some beautiful scenery up in the mountains. I get out with the dog that looks like ours and we start walking. Somehow, I realize that Mom may have parked in a no parking zone and I ask her about it. She says hopefully we're back before anyone comes to give out tickets. We start hiking but the dog starts running off farther along the trail and I go after her. Eventually, the trail crosses a road and the dog has already ran across. I call her name to tell her to stop, but instead she runs back towards me. She avoids a car passing by and I grab her collar as soon as she gets close. I see Mom driving her car and pulling up next to me. I put the dog in the back and Mom tells me that she already got one ticket and they were going to give her more if she didn't leave. Later, I find myself framing a murder by cutting significant support off a giant tree. so if anyone goes in to inspect the body laying underneath it, the tree will fall. The ground around the tree is cracked where I had apparently cut some roots as well. I did this all with a small curved knife I'm now carrying. I start to walk away and see a large dodo bird off to one side. It's as tall as I am and just grazing on some plants when it sees me. After I get out ahead of it, it starts to charge me. I raise the curved knife behind me like I'm about to throw it, and the dodo turns around and retreats. I continue walking along a path that leads to what looks like a ski resort. I see the patchy, discolored snow on the slope and realize it's still pretty early in the ski season. However, there are still a significant number of people on the mountain. I pass right under a chairlift and weave through the incoming skiers and boarders headed to the life line. I head farther in to the mountains where I know the trail will take me somewhere.

Morning of September 7, 2018. Friday.

Dream #: 18,900-02. Optimized 2 min 15 sec read.




My dream is a meandering but enjoyable adventure, and my real-life identity comes and goes in different scenes. Various timelines, with fictitious associations, are erroneously combined, as is often the case.

I had "fallen asleep" while sitting on a couch in an unknown dark location. Tony, a middle school schoolmate, sits on my left. I am an adult, but I have had no contact with him since my teenage years other than on Facebook in the past several years.

I am later in a big classroom with no student desks. Everyone is watching a male classmate performing a strange dance and transforming into various small objects and animals. He says something about not using chlorine in a swimming pool.

Although I had been in Florida, I am suddenly in Wisconsin. Tony is now sitting on the curb near an intersection. I fly high into the air to look down to see him looking curiously up at me. Later, I am walking with several schoolmates. I have a false memory that Karen and Kenny lived next door to the King Street mansion with no recall I once lived here. Kenny turns to go into the yard even though I thought we were all walking elsewhere.

Soon, I am in the northeast room of the King Street house. I remember my youngest son (though I have three sons), but it is my only waking-life recall. (He has never been to America.) There are miscellaneous items all over the floor. I realize I need to feed our cats. My son has a dish of cat food. Only one of the white cats had eaten. I have a false memory we have two white long-haired cats, male and female. I then "realize" we only have one and metacognitively change my dream's narrative though that is also wrong. (We do not have any white long-haired cats in reality.) I am puzzled.

Later, I dive into the Black River while flying with the false association it is the ocean. I vividly feel and enjoy my movement through the water back to shore. (I am metacognitively aware diving into the water keeps me in my dream.)

I fly around until I hear people talking inside a miniature version of the La Crosse post office but associated with the Arcadia one. Schoolmates are inside; several females and one male. He faces the entrance, sitting on a chair. He is this dream's protoconsciousness or preconscious.

A young version of Zsuzsanna is my fictitious schoolmate. We all sit around talking. I am going to fly home with Zsuzsanna even though it is erroneously La Crosse. The protoconsciousness is somewhat of a bully (which serves as a wakefulness imperative), but it does not bother me. He asks me to give him a dollar.

I hold out my right hand, palm down, and single thrice-folded dollar bills materialize to fall to the floor in front of him. I create many of them as they scatter over the floor. He seems annoyed and holds only one of them, making no effort to pick the others up. I consider it a bribe for allowing my dream to continue and vivify, and it does for a time.

I hold Zsuzsanna to my left (metacognitively modeling our sleeping orientation). I effortlessly and joyfully fly off with her, remaining about ten feet above the sidewalk for about a block and then fly higher.

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Sep 7 2018

First dream of night: I'm at childhood home. I'm younger, I think. There is a party or gathering coming up, and we're discussing it in the backyard. My mom wants us (fiance and I) to wear a giant Barney suit. We tentatively agree. I try on the suit and can't fit the headpiece on. It's a rectangular oblong plasic open box (thinka tupperware container, but oblong. It was in no way the appropriate size for my head. On the two, I think there was a felt cap or something (driveR). I think the torso had a separate piece from the legs for the costume. After trying the headpiece on without the tupperware "structural mask", mI found that I could shift my focus and see myself in 3rd person (still non-lucid). I remember it looked nothing like a Barney head or any formed animal costume head for that matter; instead it was like a purple ghost outfit (i.e. loose draped rag with eye holes).

The dream shifts and we're all in a parking lot. My mom's request for us to work during the party has come up, but it turns out she wants us to work for 5 hours each. I say that's bullshit, she wsays "well you agreed, you just idn't specify timeframe or current ball timeframe". We were in some kind of parking lot, I was in a white van I believe. I was trying to pull out of the spot and around the corner. I fought with my momm about this and eventually resigned us completely from doing the ball.

Before getting in the van I believe, I was walking around a version of the parking a lot that was fused with my backyard. Off towards the far right/forward corner of the yard, there's a system of roots that went on for a few fet in either direction. I didn't realize, but some of them are completely rotten. I step over them and they collapse, while the healthy parts remain intact. The rotten roots fall away into a large grave-sized hole.

The dream shifts and I'm inside the house, in a false version of my room. My fiance is there with me, but is playing the role of a sister (posibly step sister or family friend, it was vague). The mood was fierce and rebellious. We are talking about how best to approach the Barney situation and my dad ends up walking around the corner. He has a few guys with him and he cracks some inappropriate jokes, and some of the guys with him say some stuff that's way out of line. My zipper is down. Before this my "sister" and I were watching TV or in the kitchen.

Dream fragment about "how to meet your heroes" or something similar.

Edit: In the main dream, I remember at multiple points having to swat away both lovebugs and wasps.



*Note: Seems like in my dreams, I usually get in huge fights with my mom (way more intense than anything ever IWL), and my dad is always laid back (innappropriately so).