Dreamlog

Taxes:
I'm at my childhood home doing my taxes. I'm in my bedroom, working on a desk where the drawer/TV should be.
My sister spills a foamy coffee onto the desk and freaks out in apology, but I try to calm her down and let it go.

Fragment:
My friend SP is having a birthday party outside somewhere. I'm concerned that we weren't invited, or are somehow lower on the friendship totem pole.

Lost Card:
It's my birthday at my childhood home. I have a Yu-Gi-Oh deck that is Egypt themed.
There is a card that I've lost and I keep checking my back-pocket for it.
I'm very concerned with finding it. It's the card I would typically put on the bottom of the deck, so that the stack looks nice when I hold it upside down. Something shiny.
I'm also focused on explaining the rules so that somebody new can play.

Almost Lucid:
I'm at my childhood house again, sitting by the backyard doorwall.
I see my old cat, Oreo, outside.
I feel a strong sense of surprise, anxiety, relief, responsibility.
She's still alive. I can save her. What should I do?
I start thinking through the logistics of how I might bring her in, take her to the vet.
...
I'm outside now, realizing that seeing Oreo was only a dream. I'm by the left side of the house, where the
raspberry bushes used to be.
I walk through where a fence should have been.
It occurs to me that it is somewhat odd that I'm back here.
I find a dog that looks blonde and fuzzy, kind of like Jolteon from Pokemon. I hear that the neighbor on my left is looking for it.
I also note that the neighbors on the right had build a reinforced fence, and I knew they were B and J (who were on the wrong side).
I find my brother working on the deck, and know that he has bought this house.
I feel a sense of conquest over our childhood, sensing that he must feel that.
A sense that he'll right some of the wrongs of our childhood.
I notice there is a lot of broken glass on the ground, making me think about all the work ahead of him.
Some of the oddness of the situation occurs to me, and I nose-pinch to reality test.
I can breathe through, but I don't become lucid. I check a few more times, and I can breathe each time.
I must not be plugging my nose entirely.
I still don't become lucid. I ask my brother if I am dreaming.
He says no. I do not question further.
...
Some people I identify as Gen Z come over to help with the deck build.
They ask that, since we are Millennials, are we going to pay them in Pokemon cards?
I tell them no, we only pay in Cheez-Its.

Fragment:
I'm at a local nature trail with Daniel Love. We are sneaking around trees and bushes, following somebody I know to be Keith Hearne.

Fragment:
I'm in Hyrule Field from Ocarina of Time. I've got some clothes hanging on a line to dry.

Fragment:
I'm watching somebody struggle to color in a CDI-style Legend of Zelda image. The fill-in tool fails to target between the lines correctly.

Silverlight:
I have a false-awakening at the previous house I was renting [1a].
Out of habit I do a nose-RC and I become lucid.
I noticed that my vision was dark, so I start trying to stabilize the dream.
I recall that I memorized "EV" as an acronym to help me remember what to do.
From the edge of my memory: Engage. Verbalize. EV.
So, I start rubbing my bare hands and feet against the carpet and walls, saying "I'm rubbing the carpet, this is a dream."
"I'm rubbing the walls, this is a dream."
"I'm rubbing the carpet, this is a dream."
Fortunately for me, my vision comes back. It worked [2].
I go out into the living room and I see my lost passed away Grandma M walking by.
I don't engage with her, but we do make eye-contact. I remark to myself how strange lucid dreaming is.
Stabilization continues, like I'm a weirdo rubbing and chanting.
I start trying to remember what my goals are. I recall that one of them is to "will text into something specific."
So I start looking for text somewhere in the house.
I find an odd clock-like structure on the wall with painted calligraphy words on it instead of numbers.
I look at it, and the words are nonsense to begin with.
I pick a random one, look away, think about the word "ass", wait a moment, and then look back.
It has changed into another nonsense word.
I try the same process again, and this time it works. I see "ass" in fancy light blue calligraphy lettering on the clock [3].
Check. What else should I do? Eating is worth points I think?
I go to the kitchen looking for food. I find the fridge, but there is a couch partially blocking the door. My brother is sitting on the couch.
I force the fridge door open anyway, knocking away the couch [4].
I find a plastic container with some strawberries in it.
I think that maybe it will be cold and hurt my teeth, but I eat it anyway [5].
It tastes like nothing, not even cold. To be fair, I wasn't really focusing on it, so maybe that is why?
Goals? What were they?
...
I false awaken, but I catch it with a nose-RC. [1b]
Back to it. EV.
There's a brief scene with some naughtiness in the bedroom and living room, but I will leave out the details.
I proceed back to the living room area, and this time I see my long passed away Grandpa R.
I wave and say hello, and he vaguely acknowledges me, looking up and waving his hand [6].
I have a few more cycles of false awakenings, but I eventually remember that one of my goals is to travel to Silverlight (location mentioned by a DC in another LD).
I remember the fridge from earlier and decide that it will be my doorway.
I think about a forest on the other side of the door and open it.
No luck.
I try again, and this time it is definitely a fridge inside, but there is a purplish glow at the back.
I decide that, this time, I'm not taking no for an answer.
I run into the fridge, contorting my body to fit. Super cramped.
I push through, forcing a dream transition.
The next thing I know, I'm trapped, feeling claustrophobic, floating in water.
I can see daylight leaking through the gaps in the door hinge.
Fighting for my life, I smash my way out and get on top of the fridge.
Looking around, I'm in a river in a forest clearing during the day. Mission accomplished [7].
There is a medieval looking army camp straight ahead.
I see goblins and humans are in some sort of battle.
I notice that as I look around, there is a symphonic film soundtrack playing in the background.
It evokes a sense of wonder that matches and amplifies what I am feeling perfectly.
I notice on my left, there are some Aztec-looking aged steps going up. The were large, about 8 foot high and 10 foot wide per step.
I fly over there to get a closer look as the daylight begins to fade [8].
The steps are large enough that I need to fly a bit to get over them.
I reach the top and realize this is a defensive-sniper position.
Without speaking, I think about how I imagined that Silverlight should have had white trees.
There is a man there in military gear. Eyes are covered in shadow, facepaint lines under them.
He responds, as if I had spoken, "Maybe it is called Silverlight because the trees light up at night."
The music, which is still playing, swells in response to this statement. It sounds similar to "The Other Promise" from Kingdom Hearts II.
The swell sounds specifically like 0:50 from this video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9XljBWGrRQ
Kingdom Hearts II: The Other Promise.

https://media.discordapp.net/attachm...80&height=1320
AI Art: Overlooking Silverlight.

As the music swells, the daylight fades completely and all the trees light up as if they have white/yellow Christmas lights on them.
The sight of the lit trees from up above and hearing the music in time with them might be the most beautiful thing I've ever experienced in a lucid dream.
I wake up.

[1ab] Catch a False Awakening x 2.
[2] Reality Check / Stabilization.
[3] Personal Goal: Will text into something specific.
[4] Super Strength.
[5] Eat/Drink Something.
[6] Interact with a Dream Character.
[7] Personal Goal: Travel to Silverlight / Teleport.
[8] Fly.

Tell Me:
I'm at what looks like my current primary doctor's office.
I do a nose RC out of habit and become lucid.
Mark Zuckerburg is there in a lab coat.
I quickly tell him "The next time I'm dreaming, tell me!"
He doesn't react to that.

Fragment:
I've lost lucidity and I'm riding in the back of a bus.
I'm in a futuristic city. Overhead I see a party of people in a flying machine.
The seats are facing each other. It is moving precariously up and down.

Fragment:
I'm riding over water in a Minecraft-like environment.

Fragment:
I'm moving furniture.

The Right Choice:
I'm at my grandma's old condo, the one with the stairs on the left side, with the alcove above and the smaller living room on the right.
I'm in bed with my lead at work's wife, JP. She kisses me, and I ask her if this is OK, she says "definitely not".
I turn her down and leave the bed.

Diving:
I'm on a dive somewhere tropical with an instructor and my girlfriend.
She has gotten lost somewhere dark. There are some logistical barriers between the two dives we are allowed to have.
I'm not allowed to go and look for her until the second dive, which is a long time away.
...
I false-awaken into the hotel room and start recording the previous dream on my phone's microphone.
I need to take a shower, but I can't because somebody is in there.
I went out into the living area, and my girlfriend is getting ready for work.
There are some broken cups and dishes on the floor but she didn't seem concerned.
Back in the sleeping area, and the bed is gone but there is a couch in its place.
I have a phone conversation with an AI that is trying to force me to order pizza.
My dad and brother are there too, with two puppies.
...
I false awake again, and find myself wandering around the living room.
I remember that I don't have time to be wasting, and remind myself that I should be getting ready to go to the badging office.
I realize the situation is odd, and that triggers me to do a hands RC.
I see that I have an extra finger on my right hand. I become lucid.
But the dream is fading fast, and I wake up.

Night of Sunday 4/6/25

Tariffs:
I'm in a banquet-type place. Some coworkers and friends from highschool are there.
I have a Samsung folding phone and take a picture of a chandelier.
The chandelier has the word "TARIFFS" written on it.
It will be knocked down soon, and the group is celebrating.
I'm jealous of somebody there who I think is going after my girlfriend.

Bad Host:
I'm hosting a party and I'm unprepared.
My house looks like my friend J's from my childhood.
My friends from the Tot group are coming soon.
I have a huge house and yard.

The Maze:
There is a girl I met at the banquet, and we are in a maze.
The maze is similar to the game "Doom".
I get Rick-Rolled at one point.
There is a helicopter piloting overhead as I have an allergic reaction to something.

Night of Monday 4/7/25

Roadtrip
I'm on a roadtrip through the desert with my Dad.
We've pulled over so I can pee on the side of the road.
There are many tiny scorpions around my feet...and I'm barefoot.
...
I'm at the hotel later and I find a big black scorpion in my pants.
It jumps out, and flips weirdly onto a dresser nearby.
A second scorpion leaps from my underwear next to the other one.

Fragment
I'm driving with my friend BM from childhood through our childhood neighborhood.

Taking Her Place
I'm at a hospital in a bed there. I'm talking about my various joint overuse injuries.
The doctor has to pee, so I'm chatting with somebody while I wait.
Somehow, I'm taking my Mom's place at the hospital.

Night of Tuesday 4/8/25

Fragment
I'm at home in my bed. I get the sense that there is somebody in the house.

Fragment
I find out that my girlfriend is cheating on me. Strong emotion, upset.

Night of Wednesday 4/9/25

Fragment
My friend CM from work is hosting a party.

Night of Thursday 4/10/25

No recall.

Night of Friday 4/11/25

No recall.

Sleep: 12:28AM-11AM (10hr32m)
Detail: 107 words.

I had a lot of success last night using the morning nap method with 7 hours initial sleep time and about 20 minutes wake time. I'll be testing the same parameters today. Since I didn't really have a plan before here is what I will attempt:

1 - The Pre-Flight Check: I will use the acronym EVM (Engage-Verbalize-Memory) to help recall what I need to do at the start of lucidity.
2 - Change Text: I want to see if I can change text into something specific, the same way I practice RCs all the time.
3 - Teleport using a screen or door.


Pre-WBTB

I-Beams:
I'm at my brother's house with some others. We're watching him play a computer game in the office.
My Dad arrives and it is a bit of a surprise. We hadn't expected him to show up this soon.
They discuss that the weak point in the roof is up in the top-left corner from where we are.
My Dad talks about how he had to make an extra I-beam to reinforce the area.
My brother talks about how that area is the most likely to cave in and drop stones.
I reflect about how terrifying it would be to have stones fall in from a broken roof.

Post-WBTB

No recall... boo!

Sleep:1:00AM to 11:32AM (10hr32m)
Detail: 687 words.

Pre-WBTB

No recall.

Post-WBTB

The Night City:
I'm laying on a couch in a living room that doesn't resemble any place I can recall strongly.
My sister shows up with a puppy, and there are a couple kids running around to play with it.
Later I'm up, and there is a bug that one of the little kids is trying to catch. She has a bag of insects that seem content to hang out in the bag.
...
I'm at a large open field, with a stone wall in front of me. The scene feels a bit distant, like it is zoomed out a little.
I try to imagine grabbing onto the rock with my hands and I can feel the rock. It strikes me that this feels like a lucid dream transition (like a WILD) but that couldn't be.
I decide to do a nose-check anyway and I can breathe.
This is, in fact, a dream.
I continue to climb the rock, not realizing that this is an excellent dream stabilizing exercise.
When I get to the top, I "take off the VR goggles" and the world gets a bit clearer.
I try to remember the pre-flight check plan, but I can't recall specifics of what I'm supposed to do.
I just say "I'm theshirecat, and this is a dream!".
...
I'm lucid again in a city at night. There is an outdoor festival happening, with food and people at a bar.
I remember that I wanted to listen to the "people chatter" and see if it is nonsense like a video I had seen told me it would be.
I decide to focus on that after I'm done talking to a couple of DCs.
"Can you make a melody for me?" I ask one of them.
The DC has a long oval face with short hair, and has a friend nearby on another stool.
He seems confused so I ask again.
"Like, if I sing, keep it going."
I sing a short 4 note tune.
He joins in at the end, with what seems like a couple random notes. That's OK, he tried.
I leave the festival area and spy a large skyscraper, the tallest along the dark sky.
There are lights all over the place and it is beautiful.
"That one, I'm going to fly to that one."
I kick off the ground superman-style and start zooming towards it.
It doesn't get closer to me as fast as I expected, it must be very far away.
"Faster. Faster!"
I get modest increases in speed when I ask for it, but pointing my fists behind me gives a good boost.
There are some electrical lines in my path, and I find dodging past them a challenge.
I start to point my fists to adjust my trajectory to dodge them, and I succeed.
I get above the tall building, and notice a pink portal in the center of it.
I decide I'm going to fall directly into it from the air.
I position myself, and do so.
...
I'm in a sort of "in-between". Almost like a healing pod from Dragonball Z, and a living room is on the other side.
It feels like my lucidity is hanging by a thread, that on the other side of the pod would be losing it.
I try to keep my thoughts together, but I slip.
...
I gain lucidity again in a small room. There are about 8-10 people being forced into an elevator. Hermione from Harry Potter is among them.
Something is terrible about this, but I follow them into the elevator.
The door closes behind us, and all is panic, but then I remember I can do whatever I want.
I smash the elevator door, and shove it aside. Beyond it, there is elevator-like room.
The people cheer for me breaking it, despite it not really helping the situation.
Activities occur with Hermione.
...
I've lost lucidity and I'm with my friend J in a jeep. We're going to go fishing for dinner.
There is a small pond that makes it easy to catch fish. I feel very prepared for this trip, comparing it to another time where I hadn't been.

Sleep: 11:25PM-6:15AM (6hr50m).
Detail: 300 words.

Putin's Human Transmutation:
I'm in a city that reminds me of Melbourne, looking for my brother's friend D from when we were little.
I have to go to the bathroom, so I enter one of the buildings. My brother is there, on the phone with D.
He is standing in the bathroom, talking and blocking both the urinals and the stalls. He won't talk to me as I try to get him to move so I can pee.
Then, I'm sitting at a table, and the bathroom is represented on a flat grid DnD style.
There's a monster diagonally from me, and I'm represented by my character's mini from waking life.
I use thunderstep to one-shot the monster, and also move 30 feet across the grid. I looked it up, and this is accurate (maximum range is 90ft).
...
I'm in a parking lot outside a store. It vaguely resembles a Target, but less crowded.
I'm talking with others about going to a soccer game where D is at.
We go into the store, and now I'm a kid working on a bike.
I'm trying to access a small port on the wheel. A plastic compartment. Something I want is there.
Nearby, somebody is having a heart-attack.
Vladmir Putin is there, and claps his hands Fullmetal Alchemist style. He is going to perform human transmutation to help this person.
He sort of melds with the person, there's some blood involved.
I get the feeling that I knew how to do it too, but it was risky and costly so I didn't want to.
...
We're leaving the store together, and Putin is now somebody else.
I realized nobody had thanked him for saving this person's life, and asked whether the person was stable.
"Yes, he is stable, and they did thank me for it."

Sleep: Data not recorded.
Detail: 141 words.

Down the Stairs:
I'm in a hallway that reminds me of my elementary school, approaching a door on my left.
When I go in, it looks more similar to a classroom from highschool or college.
Whiteboard at the front, desks in rows across from it.
I'm meeting a group for Dungeons and Dragons club.
...
I'm in an apartment, similar to where I used to play Dungeons and Dragons in waking life.
X was there playing, most likely the others from my current DnD group were too.
...
I'm going down some stairs in a dungeon. I'm looking at a map that shows the layout.
There are stairs going down with landings at each level. There is a half-circle shaped divot in the wall at each stop, maybe 6 feet wide in diameter, with a cut into the stone below forming a basin.

Slept 10:56PM-6:30AM (7h48m)
Detail: 0 words.

No recall. I was pretty exhausted after implementing some changes to my cardio. Probably not the sole reason, but likely a contributing factor.

Sleep: 10:45PM-6:30AM (7h45m)
Detail: 151 words.

Moonwalking:
I'm at an office that resembles my actual workplace, though it seems more like an inspiration than a carbon copy.
There is a bin with some black socks in it, and I'm pulling a pair out and putting them on.
Now I am moonwalking for a small crowd of coworkers. JW from high school marching band and my friend PG are among the crowd.
They seem to enjoy the show.
...
I'm looking around for a place to put my laptop down and work.
I find a cube just over by where the bin was, and setup.
My boss, SS, comes by and I realize I'm wearing my orange Game Grumps pajama pants.
I tell him good morning and hope he doesn't notice the pants.
For some reason, I decide that I should investigate whether there is a better place to setup, so I start to wander.
I find a cafeteria-like area.