Lucid Time!

Something to do with a dance-off taking place on a beach. There was an absurdly sized boombox (about the size of a semi trailer) being positioned on the beach. Then the power went out and the man organizing the dance-off was upset because the boombox had to be plugged in.


I was visiting at a hospital. This wasn't a normal hospital though, it was supposed to treat people of their worst fears. How? By making them suffer trough the trauma of their worst fear again and again but without pain. I don't know completely how this worked but they could make you experience your worst fear as many times as they wanted.

I don't remember if this was for punishment or what.

They had a means of extracting what your worst fear was subconsciously.

I remember seeing the first couple rooms closest to the desk. Patients were grouped by their fear. The people closest to the desk had the worst fear of 'death'. I remember them being hooked up to heart rate monitors. They would start and stop every ten seconds or so, so basically the patient was dying repeatedly in the bed.

I remember approaching one of the people on the bed. He looked like Liam Nisan for some reason, and he looked as though he was really peaceful. He told me quietly before passing through one of his deaths.

'my greatest fear is... death...'

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I remember being back at the front desk. I was looking at a hospital form in a plastic tray. All of the boxes were filled with gibberish. But I could still read them clearly, and they still had English characters in them.

I was saying to myself how this didn't feel like a normal lucid dream. It felt too clear, too stable and too realistic to be a dream. I felt as though I might be astral projecting or something.

I decided to run a test on the dream to see how well it behaved. I jumped into the air and pushed my energy down. My little fire jets switched on. I was flying. I had to stay in control though, not hit any people. But this was all the proof I needed. This was a lucid dream, just a very clear and vivid one.

Sadly I didn't seem motivated to carry out any of my goals or dares.

I remember feeling like the dream went on for ten minutes or more. But unfortunately I don't have the dream recall to back that up. I do know that It ended with a false awakening.

Another thing I remember questioning while in the dream was the fact that I was not the least bit scared of the clinic, even thought its sole purpose was to invoke fear. It didn't seem like an evil environment in any way. There were no screams of pain or blood splatters on the wall. It seemed so peaceful, like fear was a good thing.

I false awoke in my bedroom and my cat had given birth to five cats, identical kittens. The scene was being narrated like a nature show.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

I don't really know what to make of this. I feel as though given the concept of the dream, it's meant to mean something important but I can't figure it out. I might come back in and change this if I am able to figure it out.

I was at some kind of anime cosplay/ comic shop. They sold cosplay costumes from different popular anime as well as prop swords and wigs. Even the greeting cards they sold were replaced with anime characters on the cover.

I was browsing around but couldn't find anything worth buying. I was getting ready to head out when Manei walks up to me and does the nose pinch on me.

"Here, pinch your nose, see if you are dreaming."

"Oh, you're a lucid dreamer too? Cool." (I didn't pay attention the first time.)

A tall black guy of about 20 asks me what the heck she just did to me. I start to explain.

"You see, it's a reality test for if you're dreaming or awake. So that you can realize that you are dreaming while you are dreaming and do cool stuff. But the important thing to do during RCs is to actually pay attention."

I did a second nose pinch, being sure to actually pay close attention this time. It of course worked and I was lucid.

Unfortunatley I can't really recall what happened after that. The dream went dark and I knew that it was ending. I tried to explain that fact to a couple of nearby dream characters.

I false awoke on a raft in an ocean. I RCd but somehow turned up nonlucid. There was a massive floating fortress on the horizon. It began launching large white airplanes that shot tons of tiny green laser beams at me. I got the inkling that this was some kind of computer simulation.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

So from top to bottom: I can't offer an explanation for the anime/cosplay shop other than the fact that I like anime.

As for Manei just telling me that I am dreaming... er I don't know. I wish she would do that more often.

I was on an orange plantation, fighting for a glass of orange juice. This big fat guy showed up. I kept on trying to punch him in the stomach but he would just shrug it off and try to hit me back.

At one point I jumped into the air and hooked my leg around his neck and pulled him down. (I don't really know how that works, but it sure looked cool.) I ended up beating him and getting the orange juice. [Dream Logic] The orange juice was laced with powerful magic and granted you longevity and superhuman strength to whoever drank it. [/Dream Logic]

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I was on either a bus or a train with my family. It had the feeling of one of a school bus like I used to ride back in the day. We were not allowed to have drinks other than water and I knew that the driver had a mirror. So I had to hide it beneath a seat and duck down when I wanted to take a drink.

The dream kept changing between a bus and a train.

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It turned out we were going to see the Dali Lama, along with many other people. We were all sitting in this big cafeteria room. It gave the vibe of a ski resort because the entire building was made from logs. Everyone was given vegan meals for some reason. My plate was basically just lettuce and sliced tomatoes.

The weird part was, the food was really good. But for some reason I decided that I was going on a hunger strike and wasn't going to eat any more of it.

Some other people started up an eating contest to see who could eat the most of the vegan food.

...

Edward Elric was involved somehow.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

Er... um... eat healthy?

Why do I dream so much of DCs starting up eating contests?

This should be the last foul night I have for awhile. I had to stay up late studying for a mid-semester exam. But now I'm going on break for a week so my recall should pick up after this.

Just something to do with harry potter. Me and him were fighting this black guy with four arms in a swimming pool. I remember him being able to extend and stretch his arms to ridiculous lengths, and he was keeping us away from him so that we couldn't win the fight.


I had just been inducted into a highly organized well funded syndicate numbering in the tens of thousands. They were a group of radicals and extremists who worked in a gray area between the law and criminals. Their ultimate goal was to [dream logic] acquire the best pizza in the world [/dream logic]

I recall their base was in this industrial/warehouse/shipping yard area outside of a major city (new york?) There was a big pile of scrap cars and next to it a big pile of scrap spaceplanes (space shuttle looking vehicles, but they were very small, single occupant.) Someone told me that they scrapped them for their advanced engines and technology.

Something to do with getting oil out of gearboxes in certain vehicles and selling it because it was very expensive.

Marcus was involved somehow.

In the end we ended up getting the pizza. I was sitting in the back of a car enjoying a slice for myself. It actually wasn't as good as the dream built it up to be.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

Seems like mostly residue and nonsense. With better recall and more congruent dreams I would be able to offer more interpretations.

Pretty sour clarity and recall, but I almost became fully lucid in this one. I went to bed late last night, so I am on no grounds to beat myself up.

There was a whole another non-lucid dream before all of this, but I have no clue what happened in it.


I feel like this dream was longer than this. Elements of the dream kept repeating. It I was making my way up and down a beach. There was a city on the coastline that for some reason had to make a safety buffer between it and the water so no houses were allowed within 100 feet of the water. Because of this, there was an area of woodland between the city and the coastline.

There was all of this garbage on one small section of the beach, as well as a bunch of plastic kayaks. There was also this big plastic bin that I felt was moving on its own.

It was also overcast.

There was a carnival going on on this peir, but it was a really small pier and all of the rides and tents and were humorously scrunched on and some of them looked like they were going to fall off.

...

At one point or another I was trying to find a parking spot in a very large parking lot. There were piles of dirty snow everywhere stopping me from parking. There was also a policeman yelling at me.

My mom was there for at least part of the dream, but she disappeared after awhile.

...

I feel like I had a long and deep discussion with a dream character at one point.

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The dream ended we me finding Manei hiding in a bush. She came out and was totally naked, and she said that she wanted me to draw her in a still life, apparently, it was a part of her life drawing class, she had to do a self-portrait. (Isn't this sort of cheating...?)

She also said something about wanting to go to the carnival when we were done.

I realized I had some pencils and a pad of paper on me. We moved to the beach and she sat down on one of the big rocks in the breakwater. I put in the first couple lines when lucidity hit me like a sack of bricks. I lost the dream and woke up.

After I woke up, I thought about trying to WILD once more, but my mind was too distracted. I drifted in and out for a few minutes, having some distracted dreamlets of forgotten content.

Spoiler for Interpretations (Not Much):

Not really much to work with, given the sludgy recall. I do have two of my dream signs. (Beaches and Manei) though it wasn't a tropical beach like I am accustomed to. I would be able to pull meaning from it if I could recall what happened better.

The first portion of the dream I recall was playing Skyrim. I remember having full daedric gear and a sword, and I was walking around at night where I ran into some raptors...?

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A little later on some bandits came after me.

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This gave way to some sort of dream involving some sort of battle royale between different characters. It was taking place in this underground facility. The Teenage mutant ninja turtles were there. They got eaten by this huge fat humanoid creature. Then he got eaten by an even bigger humanoid monster.

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I was in the mountains with my mother. We were trying to make our way to... somewhere. We were in the mountains and she pointed out that we only had to go downhill from here. I asked her if we could use a sled of skis. She pulled a sled from nowhere and the two of us sledded down the mountain. I would say that it was fun, but the sled was really slow and it took us a really long time.

We wound up on this college campus, that gave way to a city. It was warmer here and we were able to take off our heavy winter clothing.

There was something to do with a big dish-shaped basin being used for research by some of the students at the college and we fell into it.

My mom got out keys from her pocket and I saw my family's old green van in the road. She unlocked it and started to get in the back seat. I noticed that the driver's seat was in the back seat for some reason.

I then became lucid out of nowhere. I told my mom that she could just leave, and she did. And I walked off on my own into the city.

I recall this city that we were in being very detailed visually and audibly. I could make out every detail in the city, buildings, streets, people, sidewalks. I made note that the city was stunningly grounded in reality and there didn't seem to be any particularly dreamlike elements to it. Text wasn't legible though, and was just a random configuration of blocky vertical characters. I could also hear cars and people passing me on the sidewalks.

I pinched my nose just to double check that I was dreaming. A good long nose pinch RC. Yeah, I was totally dreaming. I stomped on the ground. Solid.

I said out loud "I will not lose the dream until I have gotten one of my goals done!"

I looked up. It was an overcast day. The tallest buildings in the city were actually not that tall, I'd guess fifteen or twenty floors at the most. I recall this dark orange brick tower with a black glass observation deck atop it.

I then tried to fly. It didn't work, and after one failure, I figured that perhaps I should just carry on with the dream slowly. Try and find Manei, figure out what was in the present.

I looked down a back alley. There were a couple of doors. I figured that they might be helpful for manifesting her.

"Yeah, I'm sort of in a back alley mood tonight..."

I took a few steps into the back alley and lost the dream.

When I woke up, I remained relativity still. I started using my counting technique, and after hitting about 50, managed to slip back into a dream semi lucid.

I was on my college campus. There was some guy (who sort of looked like Greed from FMA) who kept taunting me by making planes appear to fly really low and hit me, but they would pull up at the last second. Eventually he got bored and left.

There seemed to be a complex plot going on here. Some scientist arrived on campus with two black semi trucks full of laboratory equipment.

I then remember the school dance team showed up wearing skimpy outfits. I can remember them having these skin-toned bras that actually had me convinced that they were topless for a few moments.

Then my cousins came and started having some kind of argument along with a few other children and a college student. I was responsible for settling it for some reason.

Then an artist arrived with a huge painting about 10 feet tall and 6 feet wide of Manei. The artist came to me and told me that this was his painting called "Manei holds the sun" and he wanted to give it to me as a present. The painting was done in an old style to look like one of those old stained glass windows you see in churches.

While all of this was happening, I just wished that it would all stop. All of these things were so annoying and pointless. Then I remembered that just a minute ago I had been attempting to WILD, so maybe this was the dream that had resulted.

I became fully lucid and stabilized the dream better. When I did I found myself in a gazebo by a lake. The structure was painted white and had vines with flowers growing up it. The dream had taken on a very serene atmosphere. I then realized that my grandmother and grandfather were sitting at one of the tables, and they have been dead for about four years now.

I saw that my cousins were still there having the pointless argument with the college student. I looked at them, looked away and looked back to make them disappear.

I then turned to my grandparents. I remembered wanting to ask them why they showed up as evil in one of my dreams. (They haven't even showed up in my dreams since about three years ago.)

"Well, everybody gets a little angry sometimes. What did you expect, some perfect angelic beings?" My grandmother said. If I recall correctly my grandfather said something else about how even the closest of friends/family can come into conflict sometimes.

" *rolls eyes* yeah well, sorta... But I see what your going for."

I then lost the dream at this point.

When I woke up, I thought about going back for round three. But I decided it would be better to wake up.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

Hmm... well from top to bottom I don't quite know what to say. The first couple bits just seem to be sludge. The whole first dream feels somewhat devoid of meaning for me. There doesn't seem to be much to pick apart in there.
Granted there might be some meaning behind the slow sled with my mother. I'm not quite sure what it my symbolize but I feel like it has meaning.
In the second half (after my awakening) I think there is much more to work with. The Greed character and the way that he tried to crash planes into me as a trick reminded me of Eye from DawnEye11's dreams. Not sure why I made that connection, but I did.
All of the annoying side things might hold symbolism of some sort. A scientist arriving to do research, an artist giving me a gift, some children having an argument, and seemingly topless girls goofing around. How do all of those go together?
I really thing that the painting of Manei as a sort of biblical figure is trying to tell me something.
Once my grandparents appeared, the lesson was pretty straightforward. And that was pretty much the only part of this dream that actually did make sense. Everything else, though promising, didn't yield any immediate connections of any value.

*Wait. This was the second night in a row that I dreamed of my cousins.

My recall is back and running. Thank goodness.

I entered the dream already fully lucid. Manei said she was going to help me to align my chackras. There was another dream character present as well, but I didn't take a good look at them. I remember visuals of some white/light colors. She put her hand in the middle of my back.


I had two autosuggestion notebooks, a red one and the black one I have IWL. I was trying to figure out which one had my list of dream goals. (Good, my autosuggestion notebooks are being recognized by my subc as important.)


I had been hired to work for LEGO. They wanted me to make a bunch of themed sets called Alpha Centuari that were supposed to center around realistic/scientifically plausible means of traveling into outer space and other stars in the future.

I designed a bunch of sets such as a toroidal space station, spaceplane, and SETI telescope. All of the people at LEGO really liked them and they looked really cool, but when we released them into toy stores they were a flop.


I was on a small yellow inflatable boat in the middle of a lake. It was somewhat foggy. Off in the distance, at about my 5'oclock was a large river steamboat. The structure of it looked very modern though, like a cruise ship, but it had a large paddle wheel on the back.

I wasn't quite sure what I was doing away from the boat, but I knew that my family along with S were onboard.

I remember hearing the captain of the ship say that they were going to hit a wave and that people on the lower deck might get splashed. A nice sized wave (about 10 feet) hit the boat and thoroughly drenched everyone on the lower deck.

I somehow knew the captain, or remembered his face. He was a nice man of about 30 with a long, pointed face, greenish eyes and short ginger-brown hair.

The yellow boat handled the wave just fine.

The captain said that there would be another wave, this one could rock the ship pretty bad. It hit, and it was a pretty large wave, about 30 feet this time and thoroughly drenched all but the uppermost deck. If I remember correctly, the boat was actually a floating hotel, and every deck above the bottom and the roof were hotel rooms. I remember thinking about how the water was probably leaking through the glass and getting everything wet in all of the rooms.

The captain said that there would be yet another wave, and that everybody should brace, because this one will be really bad. I looked out in front of me and the boat and nearly wet the bed. There was a huge wall of water heading for us. (For those of you who have seen the movie 'Interstellar'... yeah, that's a good idea of what the wave looked like.)

The yellow inflatable boat handled the wave fine, it just floated up to the top, but I saw that the wave was starting to crest and came crashing down ontop of the steamboat, and it sunk it pretty much instantly. I saw a few (10ish people) come to the surface.

The fog lifted and I saw that we were in fact on a medium sized lake. My dingy drifted into the shore on some smaller waves. I managed to hop up onto a dock and then ran a safe distance away from the water. While I waited for other people I looked at the lake we had been on. It was no more than a mile or two across, and there were mountains on the other side. I asked how a lake so small could produce big waves, even if it was windy.

The other people came to shore. One of them was the captain. I asked if we should mount a rescue and see if there are more people. The captain said that would be suicide for us because another giant wave could spawn at any time and the water was really cold and we could get hypothermia and the boat was already hundreds of feet down. He told me that the upper levels of the boat were actually watertight and that anyone in them was probably fine, we just had to send a proper dive team to lift them out before the oxygen ran out.

Somebody got a cell phone and called a proper dive team. They showed up almost instantly and started bringing up survivors from the air pocket that the boat had created.

My aunt appeared and asked me to find my cousins. Everyone from the boat was taking refuge in side of this museum/hall area. There seemed to be a lot more survivors than there were people on the boat. Most of the people there were actually worried families of the people from the wreck.

I can't really recall what happened after this. I think I went into the museum/hall where the rescued people were drying off and warming up. I chased a kid wearing a cloak who I thought was my cousin, but turned out not to be my cousin. When I exposed his identity he bit me. I slapped him and he started crying. He told me that it was his secret identity and nobody should know it. I tried to explain to him that this was a rescue situation and that this was no time for being a brat. Then my real cousins showed up and asked me what was going on. I explained and they started yelling at the kid as well.

He kept crying louder and louder about his secret identity, saying that I was the worst person ever for chasing him and trying to remove his cloak. Eventually he aged in reverse and became a small pink baby about the size of my hand. I set him in the windowsill.

His mom showed up and yelled at him for biting me and then for using his special power to age in reverse. Apparently now his mom had to go through all the work of raising him from the beginning now.

I asked my cousins if they knew where everyone else had gone. The said that they didn't know and didn't care. They both pulled out laptops and started playing DOTA 2.

I started to get absorbed into the game. It was this tundra map that I had never seen before (For the record, I haven't even played DOTA 2, I've only watched my cousin play.) And this character who could rapid fire multiple streams of arrows. The character seemed really overpowered and was killing everyone else.

Spoiler for Interpretations (I'm gonna start doing these daily.):

Not sure what to make of any of this, in terms of interpretations. (I've decided to start attempting to interpret dreams of mine.) The lake setting with the mountains felt slightly reminiscent of a lake that I took a boat ride on a few years back. (Though that was a small boat, on a clear day, and there were no big waves.) The museum/hall setting felt similar to that of a museum that I used to go to alot as a kid.
The characters were all either faceless or close family/friends. I might have dreamed about my cousins because I know that we are going to their birthdays next week. The steamboat captain was the only character who I didn't recognize.
I know that we had my dream sign of giant waves and water occur in this one.
The only thing that I think lends itself to an interesting interpretation was the way that I was alone on the small raft while everyone else was on the big steamboat, and the way that the raft didn't sink while the boat did. It might be symbolic of something.
I'm not really sure what the bratty kid trying to hide his identity means. It has something to do with immaturity, the way he turned into a baby as he continued whining.
As for the fragments, I don't know why I dreamed of helping the LEGO company produce space sets. I enjoyed playing with legos as a kid, and spaceships were among my favorite subject matter.
As for the autosuggestion notebooks appearing, that is just a good sign that my subc has recognized those as important. There might have been more than one to symbolize that my efforts on lucid dreaming are split, scattered and unfocused. (They kind of are.)

Well, I saw some lucidity last night, so I figured I should jump back into DJing.

All I remember was that I false awoke in my bedroom. I instantly knew that I was dreaming. I forgot to stabilize. I made my way downstairs on a mission to find Manei and carry on with my mission of finding out what was in that present.

When I got downstairs there was a white tapestry hanging from the ceiling in the kitchen with two black dragons circling around some kind of alchemical circle. (It looked like a transmutation circle from FMA) The dragons on the tapestry animated and came out of it. They somehow became much bigger, about human sized.

They stated that they were happy that I had become lucid because it meant that they got awarded bonus points and gold star stickers. I started to get the inkling that the dragons were doing something to hinder my lucidity. Despite having a friendly demeanor, they didn't have a very friendly appearance. They looked like Alduin from Skyrim.

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I lost recall here. Some vauge fragments of going outside and getting into a black car. It was warm and sunny like summertime.

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I woke up thinking that I had had two good long lucid dreams but had forgotten what the heck had happened other than the beginning. I tried to DEILD/WILD but no success.

-I was on a playground.

-I was in my Taekwondo studio. My mom wanted to do Taekwondo and was convinced that she could do it even though she had prosthetic legs (she does not have prosthetic legs IRL)

-I broke my phone.

-My friend S was involved.

-I was at my college campus. It was summertime.

I logged on to Dreamviews to see that every DJ entry except for the ones tagged with 'Memorable' Were now gone. There were only the five most recent entries with a 'Memorable' tag on them in my DJ. I also had a bunch of notifications (12 I think).


I was living on an aircraft carrier. (Actually I think it was like the flying heli-carrier from Avengers.) We were docked just offshore in NYC, and were in the process of leaving. On it were a bunch of people along with their guides, or so I assumed. There were some people with two or three guides there. I think I saw my friend C as well as Dawn.

I became a little bit lucid and decided to (for some reason) ask Manei what she thought of the Spirit Science videos. (A little context: Yesterday, I made a post on meditation, and in one of the replies, somebody sent me a Spirit Science video. I've actually watched these a lot in the past, and if you're interested I would recommend looking them up. The narrators' voice kinda annoys me though.)

Anyways she stated that sometimes those videos seem a bit gimmicky to her, but in the end, their interpretation of philosophies and general take on the world are really good.

The two of us got food from the cafeteria and sat on the edge of the deck carrier together.

There was much more to this dream but I can't remember it.


FA'd laying on the sidewalk. I had two blankets on me. I was in my subdivision, next street over from where I live, and it was a dark, cold night. A woman was standing there asking me if I knew where bus number 31 was. She said that it was supposed to be here at 8:10 and it was now 8:30. She was wondering if she had missed it.

"I don't know... for all I know this is just a bad dream-"

I looked at the moon in the sky. It was there all right, but it was about ten times bigger than it should have been. I looked away and looked back and the moon had been replaced with a multicolored gas planet.

Actually, I'm pretty sure this is just a dream. Hey, lady, pinch your nose like this *does nose pinch RC* Can you breathe?

"Oh my gosh! I can!"

She started to get really excited, like a new lucid dreamer would.

"This is called lucid dreaming, look it up. And if you get the chance-"

She disappeared from the dream with a humorous 'pop' sound.

"-my name is JadeGreen... "

I grumbled to myself that I didn't get to finish thinking about how that would be a really interesting way to show shared dreaming. I then asked myself if shared dreaming is even really possible. I realized that I don't have a solid answer on either side.

The dream went semi lucid here. I was trying to avoid these guard/searchlight towers that had appeared around my neighborhood. I thought I could fly but due to poor lucidity and practice as of late, my flying would always cut out a few seconds after I started.

Man I would kill for decent lucidity and recall to come back...

-Something to do with trying to make an animation of Manei and Marcus. It was a pencil test of the two of them in my dorm room. The two got into a fight over something and kept on grabbing each other's wrists and trying to elbow one another in the face.


-I remember hearing their voices very clearly inside my head while half-awake at one point.


-Something to do with standing on top of a mountian and throwing these white rocks that would bounce higher and higher as they fell into the valleys below.


-Something to do with a game called 'BitBots'. In it these tiny robots would come after you, they looked like microchip circuits and somehow captured the intelligence of people and animals and the more intelligent the creature they captured the larger of a BitBot they would make. Bitbots could also hack technology.

In the dream, I was on a space station where these large unipod turret robots with machineguns would follow us around and try to kill us. They were supposed to be friendly but the BitBots had hacked them. Me and the other player tried to trick them into going into an airlock and being ejected from the ship.

At one point we were in an elevator and the bitbots came after us. I stomped on them and then snapped the chips in half.


-Something to do with portal. I was in this huge, low test chamber where there were almost no portal surfaces and the floor was covered in boxes, turrets and a couple of acid moats. It was the last level in some kind of DLC expansion pack.


-I became involved in some kind of battle royale. I tried to escape into this secondary room.

I became partially lucid as I noticed that the gravity was slowly shifting to one side. (Like the hallway fight in inception) The hallway was blue and there were movie posters everywhere. I made note that there were two science fiction movies and a bunch of comedies. I wanted to find more movie posters.

The gravity shifts began getting annoying and making the structure difficult to navigate. Eventually I just began flying to avoid them. I couldn't find any more movie posters.

I went down a slide and wound up in the main area of the battle royale where I lost lucidity and got killed by somebody who had found a gun. This part of the dream seemed to repeat over and over.

I had signed up to do archery lessons somewhere. In order to pay for the lesson I had to help the person who owned the archery range judge the value of another peice of property they owned. It had to be worth at least $40k.

On it was this huge building. In it was this hemispherical room. The walls were covered with bookshelves curving up to the ceiling. (How the books didn't slide off of the upper shelves is beyond me.) There was also this huge bronze/golden contraption that showed the alignments of the planets in some alien solar system.

There were escalators in the building. I think one of them got broken, however.

I dreamed of my old family beach resort. That is strange, I haven't dreamed of that place in a long time.


I was in my art history class. I had forgotten to do the homework. We still had [a large amount of time] before class to do the work. I thought about trying to do it, but instead decided to get up and leave class.

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I somehow found myself in a martial arts/combatatives shop. They sold everything relating to fighting here. Guns. Bows. Swords. I remember seeing some of the weapons on the wall and thinking I wanted to get one. I knew that I was in some sense or another 'allowed to'.

The front room of the store was cramped with all the weapons and gear. I made my way into the back room that was almost completely empty.

I then ran into a group of about a dozen martial artists, proudly wearing white uniforms and black belts. They asked me how good I was with a bo staff and gave me one. I started spinning it around, as I did telling them that I've never had any formal training or practice with one. I just used to have a stick and I would use it for play.

They then asked me if I found it funny when I was teaching new students if they got [two similar stances] mixed up. I told them about how (IWL) I've been attending Taekwondo lessons for four years, and I still got [those stances] mixed up sometimes. Because I was making mistakes and open to learning I didn't find it annoying.

They didn't seem to happy with this answer and left me there.

Then the shop owner came up and told me that I was here because someone had challenged me to a fight. He said that he couldn't tell me who because my challenger had chosen to remain anonymous until the fight.

I asked him what the rules of the fight are. He told me that it was totally open. Any moves were fair-game. The only rule is I am not allowed to bring other people in with me.

He gave me a different outfit, a black martial arts uniform and told me to head up to [some cave] where the battle would take place.

I teleported outside. I became lucid around here and realized that I wanted everyone to hurry up and get this fight on, with all the short-lived lucidity I've been having, there was no way we were going to see some action.

The cave was out in a snowy tundra in the mountains. The only way into the cave was a rope bridge. It seemed to be made out of these tough vines of some sort. I couldn't really tell. It led into a cave. Inside the cave was mostly filled with water. (Very cold water, since tundra and all) but there was a small platform, about 20ft around in the middle that the bridge connected to. There were a couple of waterfalls coming into the edge of the cave and a couple of holes in the ceiling where sunlight shown through like a spotlight onto the main floor.

There was another bridge that came from the opposite side of the cave. There were all of these people on the opposite side that were watching, including the guys that were in the back of the shop from earlier. It didn't take them long to send their opponent across. Some of them had even set up tents and what not.

So, you already know I was supposed to fight Manei, my very own dream guide. But I didn't know that just yet. (TBH I didn't pick up on it until halfway into the fight.) Because when she came across, I hardly recognized her. She had cut her hair short (not really short, just short enough to lay flat on top of the head.) She wasn't wearing her headband. Though I guess what threw me for a loop was the idea that Manei had picked a fight with anyone. She's always given me the vibe that she was something of a pacifist.

But the reason I didn't recognize her was the fact that her energy/aura that I usually felt seemed completely absent. It was strange, and I am still not 100% sure that the character that I fought was her.

She tried to taunt me into attacking first, but I remained quiet and motionless. Eventually she just charged right at me, winding up for a big punch right in the face. It was like facing down a charging bull.

I simply sidestepped and tripped her with one foot as she came in. I honestly did not expect that to work at all. She fell forward but managed to catch herself. She got to her feet ready to fight again. She went in for a couple kicks. I noticed that her form was horrible, she wasn't guarding her body and seemed off balance.

When she moved in for a punch I was able to duck under her. I was coming around to elbow her in the back when I realized that I was fighting Manei, and what I was about to do could really hurt someone. I tried to think of another way that I could end this fight quickly without really hurting her. I for some reason thought of how in Avatar, that one girl (Ty Lee was it?) can Chi-Block her opponents and paralyze them without hurting them.

I threw a couple of random quick jabs to her back and (Because lucid dream) it worked. Her right arm was completely paralyzed, hanging limp at her side. She came around with her left and tried to punch me. I grabbed her with my left and twisted her wrist around so that she was off balance. Two more jabs with my right arm and both arms were paralyzed.

I stood back and looked at her. Her hair was long now, but undone and messy. For some reason the dream became really detailed here. I could see every detail in her. Her facial expression, full of aggression. Her arms, that she was already starting to get feeling back in them. She was opening and closing her fists. I could even see her breath in the cold air of the cave. The cave itself became more detailed too. I could now hear the waterfalls and see little crystals inside the stone floor.

The fight dragged on for a few minutes of interlude combat. She didn't manage to land a single solid hit, despite giving it her all. I didn't land many hits either, I was being very careful not to hurt her.

After awhile, She didn't want to fight anymore, she wanted to wrestle. I put my hands into my pockets. She ran right at me ready to grab me and take me to the floor. When she got in close, I jumped back, and landed on my back, feet in the air. She jumped for me and I kicked her up and behind me. I heard a splash sound. By the time I got up I saw the spot in the water where she had gone in.

I began to notice that she wasn't coming back up. Either that kick or the cold water had knocked her out.

"Huh... man... that water looks cold!"

I jumped in and fished her out. Despite being fully lucid, she seemed impossibly heavy and I was barely able to lift her out. I managed to get her back up onto the arena. She coughed up a bunch of water.

For some reason or another, I had to carry her across back to her family. And my oh my, I wish I had a smaller dream guide. One of the martial arts guys came over to me, the oldest and most experienced. He told me that it was customary for dream guides to fight their dreamer at least once. He gave some reasoning behind it, but I didn't find it very valid, or think that it applied to me and her.

He also told me about how you might expect that most of the time the guide would win, but in reality it is actually about 50/50. In most cases it really depends on the personality of the dreamer/guide rather than their position.

The last thing that I remember was her little sister of about six years old (or who I assumed was her little sister) running up and asking if she was okay. She had gone unconscious again. I told her that she would be fine. The dream ended and I woke up.

-Something to do with Pikmin. A game that I haven't dreamed about in awhile or played in over a decade. I used to be obsessed with it as a kid. I was in some world where everything was either sand or rusted metal.

-I was watching Kill la Kill. (An anime that I haven't watched a single episode of. I only seen clips because S is obsessed with it and sends them to me.) The main character (Don't know her name) was getting ready to fight someone.

Spoiler for Slightly Adult:

In it there was a buff guy that had a tiny exposed brain attached to the top of his penis. He was completely naked.

-I had some semi lucidity and a pretty solid full dream at one point. I think it had to do with going to a summer camp of some sort. But my roommate woke me up snoring and laughing in his sleep. When I fell back asleep I forgot what the dream was about.

-I had downloaded this music called 'The planets'. It was a three-disc collection of electronic tracks done by (some guy) who I really didn't know as a musician. The only one that I cared for was track #26 on the second disc. It was about six minutes long but I can't recall what it sounded like. I remember the album artwork was blue with a white ringed planet and a sun off in the corner.

I seem to have hit a nasty dry spell. God I hate these.

Something to do with Nasa sending a probe to explore the supposed oceans of Europa. When it landed, it deployed this humanoid robot that was neurologically linked to me. Also I was fifty five years old, bald and fat in the dream.

The probe started drilling into the ice and I followed. The ice was much thinner than expected. Only a couple dozen meters. When I landed in the water, I saw an alien.

The alien was big about fifty feet high or so, all black, with a huge saucer shaped head and many eyes arranged horizontally. It had a vaguely humanoid body with arms and a cluster of tentacles for legs. It didn't have a mouth and communicated telepathically.

It spoke to me in a strange voice, but was definitely able to speak English. It told me it wanted to return the audio sample that I had sent it. Something done by Synsun that they didn't do IWL but still had their sound. So they 'gave it back' and told me to leave unless I wanted war with their people. Though ultimately friendly they were territorial, and wanted this moon to themselves.

I climbed out of the hole and sat on the surface next to the probe. I broke the neural link with the robot and came back to earth.

The dream went on to something about a train crash. Something weird was going on and the train was crashing in very slow motion. There was also this thing where broken glass from the train would instantly absorb all of your blood if it broke your skin.

I became semi-lucid here. I tried to take control of the train and stop it.


I was late for my ARTH class and only had 20 minutes to drive to school and get to class. I started running around looking for winter clothes, but all I could find were some spider-man mittens.