Lucid Time!

This was one of those lucid dreams where I wasn't even trying to get lucid. In fact, I didn't even think I had a chance of getting lucid last night. I've been focused on things besides lucid dreaming this past week or so.

I've actually had quite a few other lucid dreams. Most of them were pretty short become-lucid-and-wake-ups. Another one involved me getting angry and freaking out, and I don't really feel like sharing that one. In yet another, Manei told me some secrets about lucid dreaming, but asked me not to tell it to other people.

I remember a dream involving a battle between what was cuter, kittens or puppies. A kitten and a puppy were fighting in this big factory with dangerous moving machinery and kept pushing one another into it. But whenever the kitten or the puppy fell in and should have died, they just exploded into confetti, then re-appeared somewhere else.

...

Anyways, I was in this small village with a few, tall, large buildings around. The architecture reminded me of what you might find in southern Europe. I saw there was a train track crossing with two trains at the end of it. Both of the trains were silver-ish, but had faces like Thomas the Tank Engine characters.

I remember they were different sizes. There was a normal sized one, then a really small one, on tracks a little more than a foot wide.

"Daddy, when I grow up, I want to be a great oneironaut like him!" said the little train engine.

"Okay, but you have to work hard at it every night." said the big train engine.

The train engine's mention of lucid dreaming made me reality check. Okay. I'm dreaming. I made my way down into the plaza area of town. I saw a music stage but it was empty. The concert would be on later.

Though when I saw the stage, I for some reason thought of the white cat that hugged my face in a previous dream. This caused the cat to appear onstage and walk toward me. It followed me into one of the buildings that turned out to be a bar/club.

"Kuansen Axio Sosumble, Por favor." (Now I'm mixing Spanish and dreamspeak...)

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"Manei, Kuansen-"

"Over here."

Now for some reason she was dressed like Raven from Teen Titans, though she didn't look like a cartoon. She has everything. Blue eyes. Gray skin. Even blue hair that looked kind of fake. Come to think of it the whole outfit kind of looked like mid-level cosplay.

"Why are you dressed like my middle school cartoon character crush? And if you were gonna go for a teen titan, why not Starfire? She would suit you so much better."

"Because I am worried. Do you see that guy over there in the sweater?" (She gestures over to a group of punk/gang looking people, all of whom are wearing really ugly sweaters.)

"That one in the beige" I ask having no idea who she is referring to out of the group.

"No the big black guy." She points to a simply giant (both vertically and horizontally) black guy with a beard who is sitting in the corner with a bunch of beers. "He has had five beers and I'm worried about him."

We start to walk over. I tell her that it would probably take alot more than five beers to get a guy that big even a little tipsy.

"Hey, uh excuse me. My dream guide says you need to stop drinking."

Gigantic burly guy stands up and unleashes a bellowing laugh. The other punks surround me and corner me. The guy tries to punch me. I grab his hand. He winds up and tries to punch me in the stomach with his other hand. I feel nothing more than a light touch, though he looked to be in pain, like he just punched a wall.

Them abs are made of steel yo.

He looks confused. Stressed. I pinched him on the shoulder. He drops to the floor unconscious. All of the other sweater punks who were cheering a second ago now just look confused.

"Hmm... Well all you other punks had better start running away screaming."

All of the other guys run out of the bar in a panic/frenzy. I lost the dream and woke up.

I was in the parking lot of a street mall. I was trying to break into an empty store because there was some kind of criminal organization that had found a way in through the back door and were trading drugs in there.

I picked the lock and went in. There was nobody in there but there was a big pile of drugs and case of money. I took the money for myself then called the cops. I stashed the money in my car and went back when the cops showed up. They then arrested me, but not because I took the money, but because my car had a broken tail light.

They arrested me, but I felt like what I was experiencing didn't matter and was going to end in a moment.

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I was in a toy store. All of the toys were in clear plastic cubes. I remember looking at one. It was a spaceship that had landed on the moon in 1988 and the astronauts had died because the ships' reactor had melted down. It wasn't so much a toy as it was a model/memorial.

Somebody told me too look at another. This one was just called 'lamb'. It was a little white lamb. But when I looked at it agian it was a white cat. I thought it was weird and I set it back on the shelf and started to look around. I looked back and the tiny toy had been replaced with a real white cat.

The cat jumped up and started hugging my face. The dream changed to my bed and I woke up.

I remember I was driving to the college that my mom works at, but I got lost on the freeway fairly quickly. As I lost sight of familiar roads, the dream gave way to these weird roads made out of rusted metal with high guard rails on each side. They did weird dreamlike things like go straight up, turn, curl and even move.

It was like a platformer game, except you played it with your car. I managed to get through and arrive in some kind of city. I was happy because I found that the college that I was trying to get to was actually just a few blocks away from where I parked, so I guess I had wound up getting there after all.

...

The next thing I knew, I was in a back alley. Some kids from my neighborhood showed up and they wanted to fight. Manei appeared behind me and started watching. One of them said that he knew Choi Kwan Do and he started kicking me. I went to block but for some reason my usual dream-super-martial-arts weren't working. Manei said she was holding them away from me. (WTH Manei?!)

No reason to fight. I pulled into third person and I had to do this quickly. I turned away from them. I then changed my face, making my mouth cut wider, like the Joker. I gave myself rows of sharp, yellow teeth and made my eyes glow. My eyes also seemed to be emitting some kind of smoke or energy trail. I didn't consciously add this, but I liked it.

I made myself turn around and snarled at them. My mouth hung open and a long syrpent-like tongue licked drool and blood off my face. The kids all ran and screamed. I remember one of them peed his pants, and while I was in third person, it zoomed in on his pants as he peed in them. Too funny.

I changed my face back to normal and went back inside of my body. Manei was gone and Jonathan was leaning agianst a dumpster in the alley smoking a cigarette. He said something to me but I can't recall what it was. I showed him a drawing of the face that I made to scared. Manei re-appeared and Jonathan ran off.

...

Manei was really upset with me for some reason. Apparently getting beat up by those kids in the back alley was a dream that she had created. She wanted me to lose so that I could be hurt and she could take care of me when it was over and she could have a cute/romantic moment with me. That's why she took away my fighting abilities.

I had to explain to her how that was actually really kind of a dick thing to do when you think about it. She realized the error of her ways and started crying and hugging me. I wasn't mad at her though. I realized that I really liked the idea of just morphing myself into a demon/monster and scaring the opposition away whenever there is someone who wants to fight, and if it hadn't been for that happening, I might never had that idea. It would save more time and there wouldn't be so many fights in my dreams.

We decided we would just go get ice cream. But a little kid pointed to us and said that he recognized us and wanted us to show off our powers. I flew up into the air and she started dancing. (That's a power?) I then thought to stabilize while I was flying and rubbed my hands together and told myself that the dream wouldn't end.

After that we started walking to the ice cream shop. The dream felt strangely familiar as though I had been in this exact spot before. Maybe it was from another dream. Manei said something about wanting me to wear white instead of blue and black because it would make me look more like the hero. She said something about wanting me to be the little hero of the dreamworld.

This was actually a theme we kind of explored very early on, but in reverse. I tried to change Manei into something that she did not want to be, and the moral of the dream was that I shouldn't try to control her and make her be something she didn't want to be. Now she was trying to do the same thing to me. I had to remind her of this, and that if we are to recognize each other as equals, we must not try to be controlling over the other.

I don't remember us actually getting our ice cream though.

...

There was a repeat of the flying part, but I was in a garage. Marcus was analyzing my dream powers and he had two little cuffs around my feet to analyze how the fire works. This went on for a minute as I kept stabilizing and reality checking. I asked him if I could stop. He said he had gotten all the data he needed and let me down.

Pikmin 2 was one of my favorite games of my childhood. Sure the original Pikmin is a classic, but the second one just ups the antie in every category. Better graphics. More to do. More enemies. Usually I completely stop dreaming about games once I stop playing them. I've pretty much given up Minecraft completely and as such I no longer have any of those minecraft-themed dreams. This game however, seems different in that regard. I stopped playing it years ago but it still comes back in my dreams from time to time. I feel like I dream of this game a lot more than I care to mention, though I must get the memories of the game mixed up with the actual game.

I recall landing in a new, undiscovered hub world. The world was very green and organic with lots of ferns, mossy rockts and water hazards. Kind of the same vibe as perplexing pool/distant spring. I had a full balanced party of pikmin and for some reason there were white and purple pikmin onions.

I recall it being rather small. There were lots of 'treasures' I needed to get. I remembered one of them was a screw, and another was an integrated circuit chip. But there were also lots of difficult enemies. (In the game, the treasures are man-made items.)

There seemed to be a lot of hard enemies and the world started to give me a creepy vibe. Then it turned out that ghosts were enemies. (In pikmin, whenever you defeat an enemy, a ghost rises up from them and fades.) Some of my pikmin died, but then I found out I could whistle and control my pikmin ghosts. (When Pikmin die, they produce ghosts that fade too.) but in this version, the ghosts didn't fade and you had to use them to fight.

I found a dungeon entrance as the day was coming to an end and remember thinking that I didn't recall this area ever being in the game before but 'remembered' that I had installed a mod for the game that added more areas.

I went into the dungeon. The first floor was made entirely of sand, with a few water hazards and some easier enemies. I began to clear it out. My ghost pikmin had reverted to normal pikmin. Everything seemed to be going okay until a Man-At-Legs boss appeared. Though he wasn't normal. He had this big metal eye shaped thing on him and he had two guns rather than one. He could also project force feilds.

I thought about something that I had made in LittleBigPlanet. But my thoughts returned to the game. I remembered this was my favorite boss, but he was also pretty easy if you knew how to fight him. I pulled my regular strategy and even with his upgrades, he was no match for me.

I found the gate to the next floor. The game said that I was now on floor 6. Weird. It was a metal dungeon theme now, and it was dark. There were no enemies on this floor, just lots of loot. That was, until I found a raging long legs. I fought him off too, but he killed one of my commanders in a single hit.

I then found the next gate and went to the next floor. This was floor 13.1. It was a typical dirt theme with some big stones. There was a blue empress bulblax that was really hard to fight. So many bosses! And weird variations of bosses that were harder. I forgot what happened after this.

I recall a lucid where I was fighting Wolverine, like the comic book character in the front yard of my house. I was semi lucid and I was fighting using my blades to block his claws, but he kept regenerating.

...

Somehow related to this was a dream about Marcus. he had built this silver suit that sort of looked like an Iron Man suit only it had a big cannon/light in the middle of the forehead rather than the head. He was flying in this suit above a near-future looking city in an intense rain/thunderstorm.

Then King Gidorah came out of the ocean and the two started fighting. I was watching the fight in third-person. Though I was also standing on a peir a long way away from the fight.

The cannon in his head started charging and these radiator panels folded out. He shot this giant energy ray that knocked Gidorah back right through the center of the city destroying all the skyscrapers and basically cutting the entire city in half.

I kind of stopped caring about getting lucid these past few days. And of course, lucid dreaming works in mysterious ways because just as I stopped caring, a flood of lucid dreams started to come. I can't remember what days these are from, except for the last one that I know for sure was last night.

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I remember some dream involving being on a school bus that had broken down in my town. Manei and Marcus were there along with other dream characters. I became lucid upon recognizing my two dream characters were present. Marcus was talking to me about some new technology and, but I was distracted and wasn't listening. The little bit of hair on the right side of his head was sticking up funny. I kept trying to tell him but he kept talking for a few minutes. When he finally finished he asked me what I was trying to tell him, I told him his hair. He looked in the mirror above the drivers seat and laughed and flattened it out.

Manei then asked some question about the story that I was writing based off of lucid dreaming. (actually doing this) She told me that I shouldn't mis-potray the characters since doing so would be a disrespect to myself. I told her I had no such plans. Why would I use my dream characters for inspiration if I didn't like who they were and was going to change it? There is really no logic in that. Also for some reason in the dream she was wearing a schoolgirl outfit.

I can't remember but I think that the dream continued on for some time semi lucid. It was a school anime that DawnEye11 had animated and she was in it too. I don't remember any of the specifics about it but I didn't like the way she portrayed my character.

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I remember I was at this museum, but some of the security guards had turned out to be evil and decided to trap us inside, and kill all the good security guards. It was some kind of hostage situation and they wanted the government to pay them a large sum of money to get us out. I recall the dream vaguely feeling like when my family visited the planetarium in chicago a few years back.

Me and some of the other people had found a way out. Though it was dangerous. We had to escape through this very large concrete room that was filled halfway with water. There were all of these large egg-shaped structures in the room made out of red bricks and held together with cement. Some of them were attached to large steel beams connecting them to the floor or ceiling. Others were hovering on helicopter propellers. It was only appropriate that I became semi lucid upon seeing this very dreamlike and unusual room.

People began making their way across the room to the other side. Most people just would swim, but this one guy said that a lot of people had cell phones and stuff that he would offer to carry over for them, and he would try to jump across the brick eggs. Also, the guy had a medical implant that he couldn't get wet, so he figured it only make sense that he do it. I remember the guy looked similar to my dad. Not identical, his voice was deeper and he was a little taller and fatter, but he gave me that same vibe.

I remember watching him make his way across. He made it about 1/3 across of the way then he slipped and started to slide down the brick egg toward one of the propellers. I remember hoping that the dream wouldn't start to become a nightmare with this guy falling into the propeller but sure enough, he fell into the propeller and was ripped apart in the most gruesome way right out of SAW or something. lots of blood went into the water and people all started swimming away because they were afraid that the blood would attract sharks. At first I was confused since the water in the room was a closed swimming pool and I could see there were no sharks or even a way for sharks to swim in. But, because dream, about two dozen little sharks appeared in the water and started attacking people.

The guys' head landed right next to me on the platform that I was standing on. The left half of his face was completely gone leaving only the skeleton. His head turned and started looking at me. The mouth opened and the head screamed at me.

Somehow or other I found myself in the water that was now all pigmented with blood. I was actually standing on the bottom and some of the sharks started to swim toward me when I realized I was not holding my breath and I realized that I was dreaming. I told myself that I was not scared of the situation and the dream would change to something better momentarily momentarily.

Instead, the dream decided to be a dick and get worse before it got better. The red water got darker and the floor went away and I was floating in a void of red energy/water. I could still see some of the sharks swimming around me slowly. I then saw Manei but she had been shredded up like the guy who fell into the propeller and half her face was a skeleton. Her body was stitched together in places. She said something to me but I can't recall what it was.

I tried to do something or say something, but I couldn't move, speak or influence the dream in any way. I was annoyed by this fact. I remember thinking. "Okay, either I wake up or I dream about something that's not this!"

Then metal spikes burst out of her chest, expanding and growing like branches all around me. Then all of the spikes started growing in as they would all hit me at once, but they all stopped right before they went into me and the dream faded away.

The dream shifted. I was in a futuristic looking white hallway. I felt like I was still in the planetarium. This girl in a catwoman-like costume that left nothing to the imagination had her hand on my body and was transmitting the dream to me.

"Stop! This nightmare! What does it represent?"

The dream switched into third person. She put her hand on my chin and made me look her in the eye.

"Oh, baby, wouldn't you like to know."

She then kicked me back and threw me to the floor. I tried to fight but I was in third person and couldn't control myself. 'I' got back up and she kicked me agian, then scratched me across the face. I then started to feel like I could control myself. I remember the scratches closed with wolverine-style healing and as I spit down to the side. I went back into first person view.

She tried to cartwheel toward me and kick me again, but I grabbed her foot and flipped her over my shoulder. She landed on her back and before she could get up and I stabbed her in the stomach with my hidden blade. She scratched me again and started to run away. I decided I would try something new. I shot my blade out on the end of a chain and it stuck into the exposed skin on her leg. I tried to crack the chain like a whip and pulled her up then slammed her into the floor. I then pulled her in and let go of the chain so she was flying toward me. The dream went back to third person but I was still in control. I jumped into the air and fire boosted toward her, then flipped around and kicked her with both legs.

After thoroughly kicking her mostly-exposed butt, the skimply-outfitted catwoman lady morphed into a small boy of about ten who was crying.

"Why weren't you scared? What are you?"

(Paraphrased.) "Because I knew that it was all a dream. Even now, it is all a dream. And the scarier it got, the more I knew what I was experiencing was not real. That, and the fear you created didn't represent anything in my life. Nightmares only have power if they represent something. Everything in dreams is like that. If it doesn't represent something important, it can be easily removed or defeated."

"That's no fair! Please don't kill me!"

"I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to do something much worse... (<- Joke) I'm going to let you live so that you can learn from this. (Paraphrased from here on out, I remember roughly what I said so.) So, stop going around causing nightmares or your going to get what is coming to you."

There was some story behind the boy that he told me. He tried to convince me that he was another dreamer who got bullied a lot during the day, so at night he would use shared dreaming to go into peoples dreams and make them have nightmares to make things fair. He thought that what he was doing did justice and was really angry because if made things fair. I remember posing the question of how this made him any better than the bullies.

The dream actually continued on semi-lucid for a very long time after that and the boy became a lucid dreamer and had his own dream guide and everything. Like the last lucid, I don't really recall the details.

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I am on this steampunk airship where this quadrillionare makes his full-time residence. The airship is actually in the atmosphere of a gas planet, but the planets' atmosphere has oxygen like the earth. The airship had ion thrusters where the propellers should have been, mounted on gold nacelles. The body of the airship was a dark red fabric. There was a large inverted pagoda tower on the underside and the guy lived in the very bottom.

I remember we were flown in by this butler guy who flew this odd spacecraft. It was an octagonal frame with windows on every side, except the bottom. It was gold too, and had little maneuvering rockets on all sides. We docked with the big airship and the butler gestured us to go onboard and meet him. The airship was empty and quiet, but occasionally made creaking and buckling sounds..

We made our way down through each floor of the tower. I remember on one floor there were a whole bunch of boxes of legos. I thought it was kind of funny that this guy who was apparently so gentlemanly had so many kids toys. I figured he might have kids or something that come to play with them.

We finally got to the bottom level of the tower. It was like this big foyer styled room with stairs on either side and a big glass wall. The dream character was standing there looking out at the storms and swirling clouds. I remember he had a black suit coat and a top hat. He was looking out over the storms of the gas planet. I cleared my throat to get his attention and he turned around and walked over. He had a cane in one hand and walked with kind of a hobble. I could tell one of his legs was a prostetic by the way he walked and the clanking noise it made. I also remember knowing that this character was connected to Marcus somehow. Maybe his father.

I greeted him as he got close. Manei said hello as well and told him who we were and that we had been invited to see him.

"What is wrong with all your dreamers these days? Cut your hair and grow a pair, boy!" He proceeds to try to poke me in the nose with his cane I backed up. He then went over to Manei. He said something perverted to her, but I can't remember what it was. She gave him this really dirty look. He then proceeded to poke her in the stomach and say that she was too skinny anyway. He said he wasn't interested in talking to us anymore.

"Oh, great. He's annoying. He's perverted. and he invites us over just so he can decide he doesn't like us. Why does every dream character other than you or Marcus have to be a dick?"

I guess he didn't like me calling him a dick, because he threw his cane at me but I caught it. I told him I was going to break it if he didn't shape up. He said it was made of unbreakable [something]wood from the planet [i forgot]. I took that as a challenge and broke the cane partially over my knee. It was still held together by a little bit of flexible wood but it was more or less useless. The man got mad and said that the cane was worth more than me.

He sent a his bodyguard out. He was this huge, 8 foot tall man who looked like alex armstrong from Fullmetal Alchemist but had four eyes in two rows. He had an eye-patch over his top left eye. He told the guard to attack me. He charged at me, and I threw him over my shoulder and he went through the wall.

The guard started to get back up and the dream suddenly ended and I woke up.

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Though the dream that moved me the most, or was the most profound in my opinion was a conversation that I had with Manei. The dream had started out with me being on vacation with my parents at this mountain lodge location. I became lucid when I saw that I had my bracers and my dad told me to stop lucid dreaming because it was bad. My mom and dad got into a fight about whether or not lucid dreaming was bad or not. I acknowledged that this was probably a message about lucid dreaming, but moved on to manifest Manei.

We started walking and talking about something in the mountains. I remember saying something to her like this.

"Don't be offended by this, but you're everything I never wanted when I started lucid dreaming. I find it kind of funny. So many dreamers want to find their guides so badly, but get nowhere. I was that one in a million who was more than happy happy to go alone. Yet you have been right here all this time."

We were now in the soccer field in a park across from my house. There were some kids flying very odd dream kites in the breeze. I remember Manei had a kite too. She seemed to be thinking of what to say.

"Often, those who want to be alone are those who need a friend most badly."

The dream was hazy and my lucidity wasn't clear. The dream carried on semi-lucid for a few more minutes after that.

All I recall was that I was on Dreamviews (in the dream) writing a really long DJ entry *reality checks*. I had a really long DJ entry all written in my non-lucid color code. I remember it needed paragraph breaks really badly. I divided up the entry at sort of random points just to make it look less intimidating.

Somebody had asked me about the Star Wars soundtrack and how it related to the TV shows Gravity Falls, Steven Universe, and Adventure time. (Only the latter of the three I have been invested in for any amount of time, and I've gotten behind on Adventure time, watching anime and stuff lately.) Someone said these shows were important because they seemed like very innocent shows but all had deep, complex storytelling.

I was back in high school, with my old spanish teacher. We were planning to have some kind of party or lunch together to celebrate the end of the year. I remember my high school crush was there (even though she wasn't in my class or never even took spanish in the first place.) Only, her name was different. I started talking with her.

I remember the teacher asked me to get some chips and salsa from the store and bring it in tomorrow. I told her I would. We went out in the hallway and everyone was waiting outside of the principals office because we needed to request to use the space.

I remember I started hoping that I would lucid dream. Once my crush left, I had nobody to talk to. I started to get really bored. I began to think about lucid dreaming and remembered my goals. I then hoped that I would get lucid when I went to bed that night.

I decided I should do reality checks. I did a mental reality check. I asked myself how I got here, and had a false memory that my dad drove me to school so I could help out with the spanish class lunch. False memories barricaded the traditional route. I then did a nose pinch, but I don't think I paid close attention. I then decided to look at my wrists to see if my bracelets were there, since that was what got me lucid before. They were.

"Great. I know i'm lucid now. But this isn't a dream."

Edit: Some other part that I forgot to mention while I first wrote this. I had come home, from school. Marcus was there, but in the dream he was my dad. He told me he was very happy because he had just printed out a the circuit board for his new project. He showed me a brown PCB with two large computer chips and many other components soldered onto it.

I wanted to see what he was working on. On the kitchen table of my house he had all these wires and computer parts layed out. In the middle was this big glass bubble with two copper coils on either side of it and some kind of energy in the middle.

My dad was talking during the night and this woke me up. I decided I would do a wake back to bed.

I kind of have to kind of censor/rewrite the first part of this dream because it has major spoilers for a story that I am writing.

Anyways, I was in a dark alley with my friends S and C. I felt like we were somewhere on my college campus. But we were also inside of the world of my old comic strip (something I don't mind spoiling, though this dream gives me nothing to spoil. Also, being in the world of a story, that's a dream sign.) S was concerned about being in the dark, but was relieved when I told him we were in the world of my old comic.

I remember telling him that my old comic and my new story actually exist in the same world. (Not actually true) And that my new story has horror elements. (True). We kind of got into a panic and started to run out of the dark, because we thought that some kind of monster would show up.

I remember looking into a grassy area and there were a ton of dead trees. I faintly saw ghosts moving between the trees and started to get more scared. We started to run up a ramp heading to the 'english complex', a fictional part of the college campus that the dream had created.

I remember this face floated down in front of me. That of a girl, but she had snakes coming out from behind her head, and had no eyes. I was scared, but I felt like it was something that was just "trying to be scary" and just pictured it fading away, and it did.

We got up into the daylight at the english campus. My friends left, and I 'remembered' (yet another false memory) that I had a painting project. I 'remembered' that we had to practice our paints just a little bit. I got out my paints and sat at a table. This other person (I can't remember if it was a boy or girl, but they had black hair.) sat with me.

I remember telling them about the project and that I wanted to paint Cyborg from Teen Titans. I remember I painted a bust shot of him that looked pretty decent but I messed up on the shoulder and there was a big black blob. The paint behaved like watercolor and was quite hard to control. I remember telling the person that I was sitting with that I didn't think it mattered because I was going to wake up in a minute.

I think I may have had my bracelets in this one too. I vaguely remember having them on early in the dream, when we were in the dark/scary area.

Lots of semi lucidity. Lots of false memories. Lots of those bracelets. I wonder if I can use those bracelets for consistent lucidity.

All of this actually took place in a Wake Back To Bed. I had another non-lucid dream before this, but all of its content is lost to me now. I only vaguely remember something having to do with Marcus saying something about math. I recall waking up at around 6:30. I woke up from this dream at 8:00 so I guess that was my last sleep cycle.

I was at a country resturant, eating out with an old guy in a ship captain outfit. He was really short with this big beard and all of these curls coming out of it. I remember thinking, even as I was talking to him that he reminded me of the captian crunch mascot. He even had the big hat.

I remember he had this monocle or sighter device over one eye, kind of like an eye-patch with three lenses that would rotate depending upon what distance whatever he was looking at was.

I can't remembered what we had ordered/were eating. The food was fairly good though.

I held the expectation that he would be an unpleasant character, but he was actually extremely nice and had interesting stories to tell involving giant space monsters and the likes. (Yeah, giant space monsters. Turned out he wasn't a boat captian, but rather he had a spaceship that looked like a boat like the ships from Treasure Planet.) He had his quirks though. I told him some of my stories too.

I remember I told him I had to leave because I had to go to my taekwondo class. I walked out of the restaurant and found I was in the hardware store near my friend S's house. But the one big hardware store had been replaced with several smaller stores. One of them being the country restaurant.

I went to the taekwondo studio that turned out to be in a grocery store. We decided to practice by the freezer section since there was a lot of open space, and the freezers would help to keep us cool if we got too hot and sweaty.

Everyone lined up. Right before my taekwondo master started class, he decided instead that I should teach. (Something that happens quite often in real life). He then told me that when I taught I had to remember something:

"When is a number just a number, and when does it mean more? What does the number 9 mean to you? Also, try the fried chicken. It's good."

I had a false memory of him saying this before and it being some kind of trick question. I tried to remember what the correct answer was.

He then opened the freezer door and walked into a big pile of boxes of frozen fried chicken and disappeared. I tried to follow him in. I thought I found him but all I found was his disembodied floating head. He smiled at me then receded behind some boxes.

...

I had finished teaching class without anything interesting or memorable happening. I had to head home. It was a beautiful summer night. I started to walk toward my friend S's house. In the dream, I was living in his house because my house had met with some kind of disaster.

I walked a good distance and remembered that I had left my wallet at the country restaurant. I turned and started to walk back. I walked into a flickering streetlight and saw something move. I wished I'd had my hidden blade gauntlets because I thought it might be a criminal or something. I then looked at my wrists and realized I DID. Knowing it was a dream, I locked the blades out and advanced on the threat ready for a fight.

It came into the picture. It was just a small, skinny, feral black cat. It hissed at me. I locked the blades back in and realized it was no threat. The cat calmed down and walked into the light, where it proceeded to begin rolling on the concrete and purring loudly. I gently petted the cat for a minute then (partial lucidity talking here.) realized I still needed to go back and get my wallet.

I headed back into the hardware store. I opened the door to the country restaurant and...

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People having sex. Everywhere. Everyone had blue eyes, blonde hair and pale skin though. But there were people of a wide spectrum of ages and sizes all getting it on in this restaurant. Mostly girls, but there were some men too.

Since there was a shortage of men, some of the girls approached me and asked me if I wanted to join in. I remember I was approached by three of them. Though the one in the middle who was tall, thin and very busty was easily the most attractive. I told them no but they kept trying to seduce me.

I didn't want this to end as a lowly sex dream. I willed the woman's breasts to shrink and they did, all the way down to a completely flat chest. She looked down and screamed. Her limbs flailed around randomly kind of like a cartoon or a garry's mod animation and she floated in the air screaming in terror. She spun around the room two or three and flew out a window. The other girls ran away too.

I found my wallet right on a table next to three people humping each other.

I tried to go back outside but instead find myself in another room. The entire room looks like a large square sauna with mats all along the edges. There are four big square pots filled with bamboo in each corner. There is a step or terrace all along the wall with mats layed out it. There is a back door that is well hidden in the motif of the wall, but I can see it there.

Three more girls approach me in the same kind of formation, but they're actually wearing clothes this time. What they are wearing actually looked like a version of Manei's tribe outfit, only white with blue details. Or at least two of them were. She too had blonde hair and blue eyes and looked like a younger version of the girl who's boobs I had removed a minute ago.

The one on the right was very short and had buzz-cut hair. She couldn't have been more than 13 or 14. The one on the left was short, but she looked much different. She had black hair and green eyes.

"Hi, we're your fan club. I'm the president." Said the tall one.

"What are all those other people out there?"

"They're your other fan club. We are better because we celebrate you for your philosophy and beliefs. They only celebrate you for... well... other reasons. "

The black haired girl got cheery and said she wanted to show me something. She pulled out these paintings she had made of me on parchment. They were really good. All of them had chinese/japanese/koren characters on them. I asked myself for a moment why dreams seem to associate me so closely with oriental culture.

I then rememeber while we were along the back wall someone opened the not-so-secret door. It was another blonde haired blue eyed girl. She had some black hair in her hand.

"I have some of your hair." *giggles*

She slowly receded back into the shadowy room that lay beyond and slowly closed the door.

"Okay, you're not creepy at all..."

The short haired girl came over to me and started tugging on my arm. She was much shorter than me, to the point where I had to get down on my knee to look her in the face.

"If eyes are windows into the soul, then what do I see in yours?" She asked.

I was about to say something back and I woke up.

Spoiler for Long Side Notes:

So I've been thinking a lot about lucid dreaming lately. Though I didn't expect to actually have a lucid dream last night. (much less recall anything.) I did not go to bed until around 1:00 in the morning. (So a pleasant surprise to wake up to something like this.) I've been trying to get in the habit of both meditating and practicing Taekwondo every day.

That considered, maybe this is why dreams choose to represent me as an oriental? It makes sense in the regard.

Additionally I consider the fact that I began Taekwondo lessons at right around the same time that I first began learning lucid dreaming techniques. When I was in that early phase of heavy learning, I might have made an unconscious association with the two. This may explain why other aspects of my personality are not as often represented in dreams.

It could also be more representative of my philosophy, since I don't abide by any one religion or philosophy, though most of my principles were founded on Buddhist ideas. I remember last night my friend S spent the night, he was talking about how upset he was at the thought that we might one day never be friends. I told him that from the day I met him, I had accepted the fact that one day we would not be close anymore. I allowed myself to be attached to him, but never to the point that the loss would seriously hurt me. He apparently hadn't done the same thing, but was understanding of me, as good friends should be.

I explained to him how everything in life is just a phase. Nothing lasts forever. One day, I will stop coming on Dreamviews. One day, I will move to a new home. One day, my parents will pass away. Etc. Even when I was a young child, I simply accepted the fact that I would one day die.

When I was meditating, I thought for some unusual reason, about Jonathan. I was asking myself about what he was meant to represent in my dreams. I'm not sure why I was putting so much thought into a dream character who is no longer really around. I guess I figured that just because a phase of your life is over, doesn't mean you cant still learn from it.

I couldn't figure out of he was just a dream nemesis or a dark dream guide with a sort of tough love philosophy. I figured the idea was that some dream guides can be like very close supportive friends who are at your back while others push you and challenge you by opposing you. But how is that helpful to someone like me who often very frustrated with their own underpreformance and is always pushing themselves? People like me don't need that kind of support, it just frustrates us more.

Regardless of what role he was meant to play, it never seemed like Jonathan 'clicked' into it. If he was a dream nemesis, he didn't do a very good job of making me dislike him or afraid of him. If anything, I was intrigued by him. I wanted to know why he did what he did. If he was meant to push me, then his purpose was undermined for the reason stated above.

Jonathan was, if I recall correctly, some kind of vampire or demon. He was meant to represent something evil or unlikeable.

I always judged the rate and memorability of a dream characters' appearances as a gauge of their importance. It only makes sense that a dream that shows you a character more often must mean the character is more important. This is why I spend so much time on Manei and comparatively less on the other characters. (I probably spend more time considering her actions than those of all other characters combined.)

Though if we use the rate of appearance to judge how important a character is in a dream, then I am neglecting one very critical fact. I am a character in these dreams as well.

Anyways, at this point, I feel like I am just rambling in the sake of rambling, and other activities are calling to me. If you can find a point in everything I just said, then that's better than I could have hoped for.

Someone had assigned me to re-write the star wars prequels. I don't remember much of the dream but all of the star wars characters from both the prequels and the original series were sitting in an auditorium. For some reason Aang from last airbender was in there too.

I remember changing the story up. In version I wrote, Anikin was like this Anti-Hero character who never really went to either the light or dark side of the force. He never had a relationship with Padme, either. Obi Wan was never really friends with him either.


I was a korean schoolboy who was always late for school. I remember our house had an escalator in it that could be set to either up or down.

My mom, who was also korean in the dream was talking about somebody who rushes will forget to set the escalator from down to up when they rush back upstairs because they forgot something, and actually ended up wasting more time not switching the escalator to up and down modes.

I then remember she gave me my lunch. My lunch turned out to be the international space station? (ultimate WTF) I looked in my lunchbox and there was a mini space station in it. It turned out it was my birthday lunch and it was made out of cake. There was also a little space shuttle cookie.

I ran out the door but apparently we lived in a city in Korea and I was on the top of a very tall apartment tower. I fell like a cartoon character in third person and hit the street and made a deep hole shaped like myself.

Gawd. This is gonna be my 600th DJ entry. What am I doing with my life...? I remember I changed my color code when I was at around 300 DJ entries and it took me three four hour sessions over the course of five days to change the color code over to be consistent. It was maddening and it took me weeks to weed out the odd dj entries with the old color code. Hopefully I don't tire of this one. The 5-fold color scheme has actually held up well.

I was at my moms' mothers' apartment building that she was the landlord of. It should have been a dead giveaway that I was dreaming, since she passed away four years ago now, and she was a lucid trigger a couple times. I had an odd semi-lucidity that really leaned to the low end of the spectrum. Nasty yellow color code, go.

I remember relaxing in her apartment. She was talking about making cookies with me. As cliched as it sounds, that's what I always did with her when she was still alive. Iwl she had a gray cat named Jasper who had no claws.

In the dream, Jasper was much larger than he had been in waking life. Much larger than any domestic cat; about the size of a medium sized dog. He also had white belly and paws. But he seemed just as friendly and talkative as always. He always used to meow at me constantly (though not really in a mean way, he was just a noisy cat.), and he did so in the dream.

She took me out back. IWL there was no way to make your way around to the back of the building because there was another property. But in the dream there was a wooden scaffolding/walkway that ran along the backside at the level of the second floor. Also, the building, that had been two stories IWL, was three in the dream. In fact, it was two buildings, and had a small courtyard in the middle.

We walked along the walkway and she asked me to use my lucid powers to fly up on the roof and turn on the air conditioner. I went up there and there were these two fat old guys that I had never seen before. They told me to go back down that I wasn't allowed on the roof.

I remembered one of the businesses there was this store that sold crystals, incense and all this other new spirituality age stuff. This store was in the dream too, but it was a third building, and was rotated 90 degrees to its regular orientation. (Most of the businesses in the building she owned were actually taken by things like churches and psychics and stuff.)

I went in, and there were these two women talking. One was this very tall oriental woman, taller than Manei probably, and dressed in mostly black. The other was a short black woman who was wearing purple and looked a little like my moms' friend. She had the same smiling face. I told them I was just dropping in to see how the store was, since I used to come there as a kid. But I felt like I was interrupting whatever they were talking about and I should leave.

One of the women told me I reminded her of a character in a The Alchemist; a boy who got hurt and had to bandage half of his face and hide it. (Having read the book, I know there is no such character.) I think she asked me about my wristbands. I told her that they were something that I came up with so that I could tell when I was dreaming and when I was awake in them, since I would only have them in the dream. I also told her that they also have hidden blades in them in case a nightmare or something comes up and I have to fight.

Two Bslaps for myself. One for not becoming lucid right there. And one for telling the lady about my hidden blades.

I also remember in the store that all of the crystals and stuff looked exceptionally vivid. I remember how I was thinking about making quartz crystals a dream sign, because I feel like I dream of them a lot.

I wanted to go back and meet with my grandmother and finish helping her. But I had to go to some kind of class. My teacher from my tech school was in one of the businesses and it was set up like the computer lab from my old tech school. I had a photoshop project to do.

I was with S. We were at a ski resort. (Being at weird ski resorts used to be a dream sign of mine. He was driving this weird vehicle that was sort of like a snowmobile, but it could also cross water like a Jet Ski (as the title implies.)

I remember we were doing some kind of filming thing for our youtube channel, that in the dream, we had started, but we had to go to one of the other resort lodges to do so. We were with someone else as well, I think S's friend who we can call L. He started taking us out over the water when he unzipped a large duffel bag. In it was mostly clothes and towels, but he also had his laptop computer in there.

I remember he took it out, and dipped it in the water partway. He told me he wanted to wipe all the software while keeping the computers' essential functions working, and that what he was doing was not going to permanently kill his computer. I was a skeptic but it worked.

We got off of the lake and started going downhill along one of the ski runs. I remember that almost nobody was on the hill. There might have been one or two skiers, but it was basically deserted, despite being perfect weather for the sport.

We stayed on the move for several minutes, mostly moving downhill through a maze of runs and chairlifts. I became semi-lucid at one point and was wondering why the dream was deserted. I was also wondering why my dad wasn't present in the dream, he's always present in these ski dreams, and usually they are one of the few times he isn't an annoying DC.

I then remember S took us through this half-pipe. I remember complimenting him that he was really good at driving this thing. After we came out of the half pipe we arrived at another ski lodge building. This one much smaller than the other. We got off the snowmobile and went to the front door to meet with our film crew, but we were locked out. S admitted that he was actually completely lost.

L and I decided to just enjoy the view. The view was that of some huge swiss-alps type mountains. We couldn't see very far because it was cloudy. S got out a map and started trying find our way back.

"Two act as one. Not dreamer. Not dream guide. Two parts of same whole. Think like your Yin-Yang."

Well this is the final time I feel like I have to try and do this energy link thing. All I have to do now is get into a situation where it actually becomes useful. I can't say I'm in love with the idea of having to rely on someone else in order to access this amount of power in dreams, but I guess Manei did tell me that in order for it to work, we must be equals, two parts of the same whole. All I am really doing is accessing another part of myself.

I was taking a math test in the basement of my old high school. Someone asked for my eraser and didn't give it back. I remember thinking that I needed it because I kept writing my answers wrong. I remember one was '26' but the six was shifted higher than the two and I wanted to move it. I then became partially lucid and figured I would just use willpower to move it.

Everything turned into negative. So the paper was black and the writing, white and slowly the 6 moved down to its proper spot.

I then found myself in a compound in the middle of the jungle. I was trying to move a metal statue around.

I remember I was sitting on the couch with Manei. I remember saying something really dumb about how I was happy that she was real now, and that I didn't have to go into dreams to talk to her anymore. She told me to come to back with her to the dreamworld and live there forever. I told her that I had to eat my ramen first.

I went into the kitchen and got my ramen off the stove. But I couldn't find any plates. I spilled it by accident onto a skateboard. It got cold almost immediately and I started eating it off the skateboard but I was thinking there might be a lot of dirt and germs and it didn't taste good.

Eating my ramen turned into a long frustrating process and it was like 2:00am. I woke up eventually because I had to go to the bathroom.

I appeared in my own house, right back on the couch where the last dream had ended. It seemed like a whole lot of family was over at the time.

"Alrighty. I'm here. And I finished my Ramen."

"About time!"

I think Marcus was there. He was just acting like another family member. I think he was my uncle, and he was making sugar cookie cutouts. I remembered that just a few minutes ago, I had been trying to WBTB. I remember thinking/saying something to him about being left out. He replied something like "It's okay. If you ever need me, I am here."

Okay, you have to finish teaching me about that energy link thing.

"Alrighty. Take both hands. You know how to do it."

The sensations were much less intense this time. The energy arrows appeared for a second then went away. I remember thinking to myself how the energy is like a river flowing in a circle and that if one person starts forcing more energy into the circuit, they will, willingly or otherwise, push more out of the other person to attain equilibrium.

The first time we probably put a little too much energy into the circuit first. Maybe because we were still figuring things out. Maybe that's why the environments kept changing randomly and we kicked up all that wind, too, since we had so much power but were not properly directing it.

All of this while we were hobbling up the stairs while trying to hold both hands. I remember she started using some chant. She explained to me that chants are the way that we control this. She started saying something in dreamspeak. I don't remember what it was, but it began with a K, and had a sort of rhyme or singsong tone to it. I tried to copy her, and ended up just using my summoning command.

"Kuansen Axio Sosumblue"

I repeated it until we were up in my room. We sat down on the floor across from one another. My room in the dream was messy. There were black and white towels everywhere. I figured that was the dream sending me a message, but I was also annoyed by it. Manei didn't mind. Then agian, I went in her room and it was just as messy...

I was still repeating the summon command.

"Stop it, silly. I already here. That one won't do anything..."

I remember she quietly told me the actual translation of that command with her thoughts. Something that I didn't even know until now. Apparently, Kuansen is "to ask of ones' self", and since in dreams, everything is a part of you, you are asking the dream to do what you want. Axio is like "true" or "free of evil", and you are smart to include this in spells/commands. Sosomblue is kindness, meaning that you ask kindly, and with gratitude. I guess it can also mean a close friend or companion.

"I like to use words in your language, since yours is the language of dreams. Manei, what is the word for, in your language, uhh... stabilize?"

*thinks for as is she herself is starting to forget dreamspeak...* "Metatitakiatientes."

*a few pronunciation corrections later...*

"And what is the word for dream?"

"God."

"I'm gonna have to write that down. That second one is gonna be a lot harder to remember."

"*laughs* Why are we in bathroom?"

"I have to pee agian, I guess. Sorry, but I got to go. (Man, I knew I shouldn't have drank so much tea before bed...)"

"Bye."

I remember looking outside at an inflatable statue of a gray alien in somebody's yard. There were a bunch of small spotlights pointing up at it. I let myself lose the dream and woke up.

A star wars style title crawl. Except it was called Dode Dores or something with a lot of 'd's. I couldn't read any of the text underneath it because it was in another language.


They had decided to release another season of the original Teen Titans series. I was watching first episode in it. In it the evil magician guy (I don't remember his name, and I'm not enough of a nerd to look it up.) discovers this evil magic to change peoples sexes. He changes Starfire into a guy and robin dumps her and she doesn't understand why.

He then changed Beast Boy into Beast Bebe and he became this really sexualized character and Cyborg fell in love with him. So much to the point that he started fighting on the bad side trying to get the magician to keep BB the way he was.

But eventually the magician leaves and the magic wears off. Starfire is alone crying in space sitting on a little asteroid.

Uhm if by random chance, any of the writers of the show happen to read the dream, make this an episode. This is clearly very high quality material we are dealing with.


I was walking around my neighborhood. Typical dream foggy weather. I had some problems with thinking I was in reality here because I remember thinking about how it was early morning I had to get home so I could drive into town. It was Wednesday and I had to teach Taekwondo. (Something I have to do in real life.)

I met some guy who gave me a double chocolate muffin and a cup of black tea for free. This used to always used to be my breakfast back when I was living at college and it tasted eerily similar. I don't normally get that much dream food, but when I do, its usually pretty good.

I remember coming up to this house. I knew this kid from school but he wasn't really that nice. He was sitting at a card table in front of his garage. He said he was collecting recyclables for some charity and anything would help. I gave him my muffin paper and paper tea cup. But while I was doing that his little sister went under the table and tied my shoes together.

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"Oh, you son of a dick-"

'son of a dick'... hmm...

"-Doing that to me while I'm not lucid! That's just not fair!"

I went backwards and asked myself why I had said that I wasn't lucid and got confused for a second. I then realized that I had said lucid because I was dreaming and actually became lucid. (seriously WTF) I woke up a few moments later.

In the dream my father had just died and now me and my mother were living alone. We were talking about moving into a smaller house and getting rid of a lot of our stuff. (IRL, my dad has held on to a lot of junk. Things like my old toys from when I was a kid and old TVs and computers that don't work too well anymore.

We somehow got in this reality TV show called 'Re-arranged' where these people would come into your house and re-arrange all the furniture and make a mess and then film the reactions. It was a pretty stupid idea if you ask me.

I remember they moved all of the furniture in my bedroom into the middle of my room. My dresser, that has my quartz crystal on it now had a big pile of crystals on it in all different colors. This was something that I remembered the show doing that they would leave you extra things to make up for the inconvenience they caused moving all of the furniture around. This seemed kind of counter-productive to the way that we were trying to get rid of things in the house, though.

The one thing they hadn't moved was my desk. I decided that I wanted to get on my computer to play Kerbal Space Program. But when I booted it up and signed in I saw that all of my files had been moved around too. They had uninstalled all my mods and now my save file was corrupted. I looked around and saw that all of my digital art was messed up too. I wondered how they figured out my password on my laptop. I was so mad I tried to scream:

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I'm going to fucking kill all of these people!!!

But nothing came out of my mouth. I then became lucid and woke up a moment later.

Dang layer 1's.

I was in the woods with my dad (very much still alive in this dreams' timeline), cousins and some other family members. We were building a fort out of sticks to prepare for either an attack from an evil government militia, a zombie apocalypse or both. I can't remember.

I just remember that the fort was in a gully and we put these big branches standing upright to build the frame, then putting smaller sticks horizontally. We needed a lot of medium and smaller sized sticks to make the wall and I was helping to gather them up.

At some point the fort morphed from a lame kids' stick fort to this actually rather epic fortification. The fort was made of huge timbers and had three story towers with cannons on top. The fort was built on the side of a lake now. (Or there could have been a lake before that I just didn't see because of the trees.) It looked like a castle but made entirely out of wood.

I think me or my friend S pointed out that if somebody set the fort on fire we would be in big trouble.

Edit:

I also had a dream that I had revived my old comic series, Kyle and Gary. I was working on the next comic in the series that I had planned to do.

I was with Manei in the park in my neighborhood. We were swinging together on the swingset and talking for awhile. I don't remember everything we talked about, just the ending part of our discussion. There were one or two questions before this.

I think one of the questions was about communism and farming. I don't remember the wording but it had something to do with her asking me if I thought communism was bad. I told her how the idea itself isn't evil; we just think it is because there have been evil dictators in the past.

I also remember she looked odd in the dream. She's been having trouble mainlining her physical appearance recently. She was shorter and had green eyes this time.

Me: "What is your favorite color?"

Manei: "Milky human peeish poo." (wut?)

Me: "You know sometimes I feel like I should be asking you about more important spiritual things that your favorite color, but I can't think of anything better. Okay, I have one. Do you think humans are going to destroy the planet with war and pollution or is everything going to be okay?"

Manei: "It looks to me like humankind as a whole is pretty much screwed, with global warming and all. I think its better to make a significant change in one persons' life than an insignificant change everywhere."

We got off the swings and started walking toward where my house is.

Manei: "You know what would be cool? Having a cyclops dog with only one eye."

Me: "Well its a dream so anything is possible... Wait... do you mean like one eye in the middle of the head like a true cyclops, or just a regular dog that's missing one eye?"

I woke up.