Lucid Time!

Recently, I've found that it's not the content of the dream that makes it interesting, It's the clarity. Generally more vivid dreams are more logical and interesting. Blurry and choppy ones are less interesting.

I had survived some sort of apocalypse, and was the last human alive. The only other living thing that I remember seeing was this hamster or something that I was holding in my hand.
I was in the yard of a house. The windows were broken and the house looked decayed. The yard was overgrown with grass and weeds.
I knew that I was the last person on earth, and I realized that I should find things to help me survive. I decided to start collecting everything that I could find.
I noticed that there was garbage everywhere, and for some reason, I thought that collecting metal would be a good idea because I could melt it down and make tools.
I began filling a garbage can with aluminum cans and pieces of scrap metal. Then some other survivor humans showed up. I can't remember their intentions or actions.

I then found a water tower, and rigged some device that allowed me to pump running water into the tower.

I can remember eventually I started flying over the landscape. I can remember there were a few scattered mountains, but most of the landscape was either suburbs or forests.
Eventually I found a mountain carved into the shape of the hamster. At around this point, I woke up.

I can remember something about meeting the man from my AI theft dream. He had come back to show me something new that he had created. He told me that it was a trinary processor chip.
He explained to me about how computers do code in one's and zeros (binary code) but this new computer chip could process weak electrical signals and strong electrical signals where a "strong" signal counted as a number two. So the computer chip could process a 0,1, or 2. (trinary code)

I was out-of-body, flying around. There was some story about a tribe of people living in a post apocalyptic world. The were all walking though the desert past this industrial complex. This sniper shot a woman. Then someone told me that there was an evil tribe that wanted to end chances for re-population of the earth by killing all of the women.

I was in a park, or meadow type setting. Talking with Lia, my dream guide again. Eventually she left, walked away into the sun, and a bunch of family members and other random people started showing up and they were all bringing with them little kids.
The little kids were playful and they gathered up and tackled me and we were wrestling around on the ground for awhile. At first it was fun, but after awhile I wanted them to get off of me because they were biting me and scratching me with their fingernails.
Eventually I kicked this one kid pretty hard because I was angry/annoyed. He started crying and his father came over. He was really angry at me for kicking his son.

My dream recall has been crap lately, but I had a lucid dream last night. For as happy as I am that I became lucid, I didn't really enjoy this dream as much, for as cool as it sounds.

I was in a Hunger Games sort of situation. I can remember running though the woods being chased by this girl with a handgun. The woods were mostly pine trees, but eventually I burst out into a clearing. The clearing had more shrubbery and smaller plants, and there was a distinct orange lighting to the scene.
When I got into the clearing, I realized that I'd been following a dirt trail that led to a three way junction. It was at about this time that my pursuer opened fire on me. I ran to the left. I was getting tired of running.
I kind of looked up to my left. Bullets were flying by me. Then I said something to myself.
"Well, It doesn't matter if I get hit, I'm dreaming anyway."
I get lucid and immediately stop running. I start to walk back towards the girl. She is still shooting at me, but missing.
I walk closer, and knowing that this is the Hunger Games, I want to kill her. But she shoots me right in the chest. I look down and see the bullet on the ground in front of me.
I walk over in front of her. She is too terrified to run. She drops the gun.
At this point, I kicked her in the chest and pushed her down. I stood on her with one foot. She and I wrestled around for awhile, but it was no contest, me being lucid. I was fighting her off with just one foot.
Eventually, I killed her. I didn't take a good look at this girl until after I killed her. She had an ugly, wrinkly face, a sort of square, fat body, and thin, tangled hair. I can remember her wearing a sort of plaid jacket.
Normally, at this point, I would move onto pursuing one of my goals, but I haven't been focused on lucid dreaming lately, and couldn't think of any. I had this violent impulse. I wanted someone else to fight, someone that would be more of a challenge.
I tried to conjure another combatant. I just wanted them to appear in front of me. I started noticing a fog matching a flesh tone, and it taking the shape of a human body. But at this point, I woke up.

I never thought my dream recall would be THIS good! I think i'm going into an improvement hump of some sort.

Thunderstorm

I was dreaming about being at my house. I think that my cousins were there. And there was a really big storm coming. I can remember rain falling diagonally and strong winds buckling my home's foundation.
I looked out on the deck behind our house, and to the northwest there was a huge vortex. Not a tornado, but a large swirl of clouds in the sky. The clouds were so dense from the storm that it was nearly black. The sky was a dark blue-grey. Lightning strikes were so frequent it sounded like machinegun fire.
I wanted to photograph the large swirling thunderstorm. I ran to get my digital camera. By the time that I got it, my cousin told me to go outside on the front porch. The swirling storm had moved to the northeast. I tried to photograph it but I think that my camera was out of battery or something.
(Do note that It only took me about 30 seconds to get my camera ready, and the storm had moved across the sky in that time frame.)

Zombie Apocalypse

This dream was excruciatingly long. I can only remember certain fragments of it. It is an unrealistic war scenario, I know.

I was watching a news broadcast. It was coverage of a team of united states navy seals. (The news broadcast said so.) They were on some sort of mission in this cave. The walls of the cave were a bright orange sandstone.
This woman ran out into the middle of the cavern, and got shot in the head. Somehow despite that, she ran to the other side.
When the woman reached the other side, she fell over. A medic said that they needed to get the bullet out of her brain, and had to conduct surgery during the battle. He took off her helmet, then began opening her head with a crowbar. (Ill leave you to imagine all of the gruesome details of this.) Obviously, this killed her.

My mother told me that the united states had accidentally declared war with a powerful middle-eastern country. She said that we had to run several miles through war-torn America to reach the nearest airport, where we would be flown to safety.
I looked out the window of my room and could hear and see a battle taking place in the distance.

I had been ordered to help with the evacuations. Someone wanted me to evacuate some kind of old folks home or mental institution. I can't remember what one it actually was, but it sort of had a "hospital" feel too it. It was a large, concrete building.
Despite the hospital feeling, the atmosphere in the building was very dark. Most of the lights were burned out. The walls were raw concrete and the floors were worn wood.
When I got inside, I was told that the patients were organized by floor. The patients with more severe illness were higher up, and those who were less ill were kept lower to the ground floor.
I made my way up a staircase to the upper floors. The upper floors were dark and frightening. I returned to the downstairs.

I was making my way through the city, trying to get to the airport. The city consisted of only one and two story buildings. There were silhouettes of mountains all around us. It was nighttime, but there were plenty of streetlights keeping the area bright.
The entire scene was in chaos. Rockets, gunfire, grenades, people running and screaming. Despite all of this, I was pretty calm. I can remember someone saying something about zombies.
I remember passing by a man in a military uniform. When I looked closely at his face, he had yellow eyes and white skin. He was a zombie, but was acting normal; directing people and trying to control the chaos. He told me to keep heading towards the airport.
I got impatient at this point and saw a family driving a black pickup truck though the city. I knew they wouldn't let me get in the cab, so I hopped into the back. They didn't even yell at me, and seemed to be heading towards the airport.
More people followed me, and soon we had three or four people riding in the back of the pickup.

I was almost to the airport. I saw a huge jumbo jet take off and fly right over me. I could see the landing strip in the distance. The first rays of sunshine were peeking over the mountains. I had a feeling of hope. I was going to survive the war.

AI Theft

I always save the most interesting dreams for my last post. This dream just about had it all. Good clarity, interesting, congruent plotline, and I got lucid. Bonus!
The dream started out with me being introduced to this dream character. He was a meek, thin man. He was mostly bald with thick, square glasses, and pale skin. It would be hard to nail his age.
He told me a long story about he had invented a new type of chip that could be used in robots to make them artificially intelligent. But a large corporation stole his idea and was about to present it. He told me to run out onto the stage and grab the robot's head and return it to him.
I was on the right hand side of the stage, out of sight of everyone. The stage very shiny and made of chrome. There was a small raised platform in the center of the stage, where the robot stood.
The robot had been given the body of a woman, including what I assumed was some sort of synthetic skin that allowed it to look like a real woman. But I knew that was not important. All that I really needed was the computer brain.
There was a man on the stage. He was short, fat and well dressed. He was giving a speech about the new robot that he had "invented". I can also remember seeing some flashes from the audience, pictures being taken.
I took about the most low-tech approach to retrieving the man's robot. Went onto the stage, grabbed the robot, and dragged it off. The man giving the speech remained oblivious, as did the audience. I thought that I was in the clear. But I noticed two of these security guards approaching. They had nightsticks and riot shields. I opened the robot's head on the back, and removed the brain. The chip glowed with a harsh blue-green light. The man who had assigned the task threw down a small device that created a portal. He walked thought it. I jumped through it just before the guards could grab me.
We exited the portal in the man's house. For some reason, I had gotten the feeling that alot of time had passed since we had been on the stage. As though we had been on the run for awhile with the "stolen" chip. His home had somehow become our last stand before we were captured.
His house seemed pretty nice. He had this huge open living room with this warmly colored wooden floor area with bamboo growing and a modern water feature, essentially, a modern indoor zen garden.
He said that he wanted to hide the robot chip. I told him we should hide it upstairs, under the bed. He agreed with my idea, and put the microchip under the bed and sat on the bed.
I heard the policemen smash down the door. They came straight upstairs into the bedroom, handcuffed both of us and confiscated the microchip. As we were being walked out of the house, the chip started screaming.
"No! NO! NOOO!"
One of the policemen was carrying a tablet, something like an Ipad. The chip shot a beam at the tablet, and the beam was surrounded with holographic letters and numbers. I saw a face appear on the screen of the tablet. The AI on the microchip had actually transferred itself into the policeman's tablet.
At this point, all of the policemen left, and they left the tablet behind for me and the bald man were left. We walked downstairs and sat down in his wonderful indoor zen-garden area. He went and got us drinks, I think he got me a 7-up or mountain dew.
A message appeared on the tablet's screen. The bald man told me that I had to bypass the tablet's internal security systems so that the AI that the man had created would be able to permanently implant itself in the computer system.
The "bypass" seemed something like a game. I can remember these red shapes, that looked like tetris pieces would form barriers and try to attack the small cyan oracle in the center of the screen. At first the "game" was easy, but eventually it got far more difficult. Although I think I won.
After that, the man thanked me for all of the help in returning his AI robot to safety. After that, we talked for several minutes. It was a very profound conversation, and we hit on alot of important topics in life. (Love,money,death) I can remember we really bonded and the man had many interesting stories to tell.
We began to touch upon the topic of lucid dreaming. I started to think about the entire situation.
"Do you ever think that you've lived your whole life in someone else's dream."
"No!"
"You know what, I think this is a dream. Look"
I held out my hand and tried to create a flame or some kind of energy ora to convince this man. It didn't work.
The dream started to get darker. And even though I was lucid, I WANTED to wake up. The dream had dragged on for so long that I was worried that I wouldn't be able to remember the entire thing. I tried to think about myself laying in bed, knowing that that is a way to wake yourself up.
I could somehow sense that the man that I had been allied with throughout the dream was the one keeping me from waking up. It took about thirty seconds, the dream getting darker and darker until, finally I woke up.

I was in a large outdoor pool complex. It was wintertime and snowing. I walked to the very end of it and began relaxing in this hot tub. This girl that I knew in my freshman year of high school came over and started flirting with me me. It was kind of annoying.

I can remember being in this boy-scout troop type thing. It was cold and rainy. This one boy was going fishing by a river. I can remember the river being wide with a lot of rapids and turbulent water.
The boy stated that he was trying to catch a catfish. When he reeled in the fish and held it up, it was this very long eel-like creature whos head looked sort of like a cats'. I can remember it having whiskers and catlike eyes.
The boy then walked over by a tall wooden fence and released the catfish into a very small, shallow pond.

I had a false awakening in my bedroom. I decided that I wanted to draw a picture of Lia (My dream guide) But it was really dark in my room.
I started going around turning on all of the lights in my room. (I have three lamps, a light in the fan and a desk light) But for some reason all of the lights were dim. I began drawing anyway.
After awhile I looked over my drawing and was disappointed with the quality of the drawing. She looked ugly.

I was having a dream about playing minecraft with a bunch of my friends. We were mining some diamonds deep down in this cave. We started to head back up, but the floor of the cave started to collapse into pools of lava. I can remember running and dodging falling objects.
Eventually, the minecraft style dream morphed into a more realistic style. We had reached a large cavern. We all stopped and looked around for a second. It was silent.
This man in a robot suit dropped down. But the suit was not fancy technology, it was more like a steampunk mech suit. I know that's difficult to understand, but this guy had this armor made out of this copper-colored metal, and he had all of these pistons and gears moving around in very intricate ways to make this man move.
The man lowered himself onto the floor with this big chain. He then summoned a bunch of attack dogs to me and my friends. We all drew swords and fought off the dogs.
When we turned to the man with the mech-suit he opened these canvas and wood bat wings on his suit and started to slowly fly out of the cave on a jet of steam, screaming all the while. We ran after him, and reached the surface.
We could see him streaking ahead, gaining speed. We tried to chase him, but it was difficult because we were running though a forest and there were alot of fallen trees on the ground.

I was exploring this city that was mostly underwater. I can remember flying into the city, though I was not lucid. Then I walked through these causeways, entering though part of the city that was above water.
At first the causeways were kind of bland. They were two or three story rooms with concrete columns. I can remember walking past some construction workers, so I assumed that this was a new section of the city that was under construction. As I continued to walk, the hallways got more decorated with shops, like a shopping mall.
I eventually ran into this young man, and said to him in a woman's voice:
"I'm done exploring the shopping mall. Can we go now?"

Something related to the main dream. I can remember flying past a cargo port, where a crane was loading crates into a submarine. But the submarine was grey and red, like a ship, but had the shape of a missile or rocket. The cargo bay on the submarine closed. It submerged and pulled away from the port.

Something to do with me finding all of these toys by the side of the road. I can remember it being in a sunset, near a broad curve in the road. I started collecting them and putting them into a bag. Then someone pulled up in this black van and told me that the toys that I had been picking up were theirs. They thanked me and took everything that I had picked up.

I was looking out the window of an airplane as we were taking off. I think that I was laying my head on someone's lap. Not long after we got to our cursing altitude, the plane started descending. We must've crashed or something. I can remember washing up on the beach of a tropical island. I thought that I was still alive...
The words "game over" showed up written in white cursive in the middle of my field of view, as though my dreams followed video game rules.

Some dream about minecraft that was very stable and vivid. I can't really remember much more than digging around in this cave and finding a bunch of diamonds.
Eventually I came back to the surface and the minecraft appearance of the dream changed to realistic. I was in a swamp.

Something about Lia Manei (My dream guide) appearing agian.

A fragment involving my visual imaging class at my tech school. We had started using this really complicated software and we were asked to model a cube. Then we got asked to model master chief's armor and I freaked out due to the sudden difficultly spike in the assignments.

Some dream. Vivid, about me being at my grandparent's house. What was strange was that there was a stairwell that led down below their house. When you came down the stairwell, that was very long by the way, you would end up outside. The stairwell went up a hill and there was a door that led up into their basement, but their house was not on top of the hill.
The stairwell ended at the start of a "road" cut into the hillside. The road was only identifiable by the fact that it was really nice, well groomed grass. The rest of the hill was taller grass and shrubs.
I began moving various building supplies down from my grandparent's building and traveled between their basement and the hilltop several times. Most of what I took was lumber, some sheet metal, and some electronic components.
I began building a vehicle to travel down the path for some odd reason. I vividly remember hammering boards together, welding sheet metal and assembling electronics. It seemed to take me about half an hour, and there was no shortage of building supplies or tools.
The final vehicle was pretty decent, though it didn't have any wheels or means of flying. But it started to slide down the grassy slope and I held on. I had traveled down the slope about 50 and decided to stop.

I know this is poorly worded. There was a lot to type in. The only interesting thing about the dream is the Portal-door-style traveling.

I was watching the Foreword unto dawn series of videos that's been coming out on youtube. (A series of videos pretending to the storyline of Halo 4, that will be coming out very soon)
I was excited that the last episode had finally come out, but when I got about two minutes into watching it, A game showed up. It was a really cheap, bad looking game. It involved building a tower taller and taller. It said that I had to play it and get above a certain score to see the rest of the video.

I played the game for like two minutes and then closed it out. I really wanted to see the rest of the video. I had only unlocked about two more minutes of the video.

I was dreaming of these three villain men. They were all really strong looking, wearing black jackets and standing in the middle of the plaza of this city.
Then this thing, It looked like sort of Iron Man armor transformed onto them. But the armor was old and rusty. Each of them turned into animals, that some would consider evil. One became a crow, another that was a wolf. I can't remember what the third man's mech animal was. But at this point that they started destroying the city.
Then, one of the men stood forward, and the chest of his mech suit opened. The outer metal shell split into "ribs". Inside of it was this big pulsing orange energy orb. I can remember vividly how it crackled and steamed.
The dream changed, and I was in my own body, with K. We were at the top of a skyscraper. She wanted to get down, and for some reason, we were in a huge hurry.
She ran into a stairwell. The stairwell was next to a window, so on one side, there was a glass wall giving a view of the city. There was also an elevator door on each floor. The stairs were at a very shallow angle.
K was really booking it down the stairs. I was running after her, skipping every other step. After I had chased her down the stairs for awhile. She got into an elevator.
"Why didn't we do this ten floors ago?"
The elevator started moving down, but stopped on a lower floor. When the door opened, the elevator was really far from the building. Between them was just a huge black void. And the people on the building side couldn't get to the elevator.
The elevator closed and headed down again. When we got off, we got off onto a moving train.
Then I met with this boy. He had long blonde hair, combed up really neat. He was bleeding from a would below his eye. He had drops of blood on his hand as well. Then he started complaining to me that he didn't like that he was bleeding.
He wrapped himself in a blanked and went to sit with a woman that I think was his mother.
Then I just got lucid out of nowhere. I saw my supposed guide sitting in one of the seats. I walked over and sat down next to her. She was reading a fashion magazine.
"I have some very important questions for you"
I pounded my fist into my palm.
"Are you my dream guide?"
"Yes."
"What is your name?"
"I have many names..."
She began running though a long list of names, both boy names and girl names.
"Ok, but I need a name that I can use for my dream journal."
"You may choose one. But remember these things: Do not eat a rusty hinge, and beauty and the beast is very long."
lolwut.
Then the dream destabilized, and I lost lucidity. Someone asked me if I was interested in marriage in the royal court. Then I woke up.

I think these connected into dreams, but I had such a lazy weekend, that I didn't even care to write down my dreams. I can't remember these dreams being particularly interesting, anyway.

I was in the bathrooms at my tech school. All of the toilet stalls were very dirty. I was trying to find a stall so that I could go poop. I ended up barging in on this guy who was. [Clears Throat] Doodling with his Wong, if you know what I mean.

A fragment that fairly accurately played out the scene from the scene from the last star wars movie where Obi-Wan and Anikin are fighting on the lava planet. I was Anikin for awhile then I flew out of his body and watched Obi-Wan cut my arms and legs off.

Something where someone handed me a plastic shopping bag with a woman's breast in it. There was some other stuff in the bag too. I was really grossed out and wanted to get rid of it.

Something about building a huge sort of Roman/Greek looking city that involved all of these stone bridges going though these mountains. It became this video game like Minecraft after awhile.

This last one was actually more of a dream. My dad was really upset that some guy at his work was better at math than he was, and he had spent the entire night trying to figure out these equations. I looked at it, and told him that the math was really easy.
He handed it over to me, and then I realized that I couldn't figure it out. I went and got math notes from my backpack, and a calculator. I spent a few minutes looking over the equations by myself, but couldn't figure it out.
Also know that I didn't actually see anything on the paper and the equations because it was a dream.
I asked him what the math was for; what I was calculating. He showed me where the math was, it was a trivia question on the back of a cereal box.

So I had gotten lucid somewhere outdoors, and decided to try some flying. I made a jet of fire in my hand, and started to fly straight up, going faster and faster. For awhile, I was looking straight up, when I stopped and looked around me, I saw that I was above the clouds.
I looked back up and thought back a few lucids to when I was flying at light speed. I decided to do that again. But when I did the dream destabilized.
I was dreaming/hallucinating static. I could tell I was between being in the dream and being awake. I realized that I had to DEILD. Somehow, it worked.
The dream had changed when I returned, I was now inside a house. For some reason, I had got the feeling that my family had just moved into this new house because there were a bunch of cardboard boxes laying around.
I somehow got into some kind of battle with a dream character. I know that it was a female, but I have no idea who exactly. She was wearing body armor. I must have forgot that I was lucid for awhile, because the best that I could do to fight her was try to hit her with a hammer.
I realized that I was dreaming, and for some reason, I thought of the video game Skyrim. I decided to try using a dragon shout.
"Fus Ro Dah"
Although there was no blue energy wave, like there is in the game, I sent my opponent flying into a wall.
I wanted to battle another dream character, and I noticed my mother asleep on the couch. I asked her if she wanted to battle me. She said that she was very tired, and would do it later. (Agian, forgetting that I was lucid.)
I decided to pursue something other than senseless violence. My lucidity started to get clearer at this point, and I saw two of my cats play-fighting. I looked at them; knowing that I was lucid, and thought it would be interesting if they were dreaming about fighting one another, and that I was having a shared dream experience with my cat.
I looked up and saw my father on a second floor overlook of the kitchen. He gave me a very dirty look for some reason.
I proceeded to think of other things to utilize the lucid dream for. I thought about trying to meditate in a lucid dream, just to see what would happen. I remembered a long time ago, when I tried to meditate in a dream. I thought about how peaceful I felt, and how when I sat down, golden light shone around me, and I was surrounded by trees. I had a vivid visualization of this past dream.
I think I woke up not long after that. I wrote down a few notes so I wouldn't forget what had happened during this dream.

This was actually a fragment related to Saturday night's lucid dream. I only remembered this portion of the dream today at school.

I was lucid, and in the desert town, with sandstone/mud buildings. I was looking down a street that was a T-intersection. A tank comes in from the right, and fires at me, only once.
I was lucid, and held my hand up. The bullet hit right in my hand and I did not feel anything in my hand. There was a little bit of wind from the blast, but all of the fire and smoke was directed away from me.

I had a hard time getting up this morning. I can't remember this dream very well but it was a lucid.

Me and my supposed guide were sitting together. We were in a small stucco house, like one you would expect to see in Egypt or the middle east. We sat at a small wooden table by a window. Out the window, there were several more stucco buildings followed by a mountain range off in the distance.
Man, I would give anything to remember what she was telling me about. I can remember it being some really profound advice about my life. I woke up after we had talked for awhile.

Edited: Learn about my dream guide by visiting my "Ramblings" entry.

Recall hasn't been good lately. Last night, I just told myself to remember any dream, lucid or not. Seems as though that worked. Try to atleast remember another nonlucid dream tonight.

I was in kind of an industrial park setting. I can remember there being a lot of warehouses and high-voltage lines. And I was in this parking lot with about two or three other people. One of them matching the description of my dream guide.
We were helping someone do a short film for some class. For their film they were doing stunts on a BMX bike around the industrial park. They had set up ramps to do stunts out of clutter laying around, like wooden palates and oil barrels.
After a little while a bunch of people from my family showed up. Notably, my mom and dad, but also my cousins and grandparents. At around this time, My dream guide left the scene.
The industrial park was connected to a town , and there was a huge festival taking place. I specifically remember this group of Asian women preforming this exotic dance while twirling these ribbons.
I noticed a large hill up behind us. A row of townhouses ran up one side. I decided that I wanted to go to the top of the hill just to see what the veiw was like.
It didn't take long to reach the top of the hill. There was a gravel pathway that took a fairly straightforward path to the top. I think my dream guide was there again, and she followed me part of the way up. I was nearly to the top when someone inside the last townhouse to the top of the hill asked me what I was doing in their yard.
I told them that I just wanted to see what the very top of the hill was like. The said that it was OK for me to be in their yard. I then cut though a dark concrete tunnel under their house and continued up the path.
The path was made of rounded red bricks now, and when I reached the very top of the hill, there was a small brick platform, about three meters around. Some of the bricks had been imbedded with precious gemstones, and the center of the circle was a yin and yang symbol.
The view was spectacular. I could see the path that I had come up, the town with the festival, and the industrial park with two sets of power lines running away into the valley that stretched out before me.
I realized that it was so quiet and tranquil, that for some reason, I should meditate. (I don't commonly meditate IRL) As soon as I started meditating, I woke up.