Lucid Time!

There was a long and particularly drab space travel dream. I was landed on the moon with two other astronauts. One of them was dumping liquid fuel onto the surface of the moon so that our capsule would be lightweight enough to fly home.

When I got on the capsule (That was huge on the inside despite being tiny on the inside.) my parents were there, along with many a familiar member of my family. They told me 'Happy 19th birthday' (IWL that isn't for another couple weeks. And they gave me this weird cake. It was like a small loaf of bread and filled with this thick buttery like cream. I didn't really like it and told them when my real party came, I wanted a chocolate cake.

I got distracted from the birthday party scene because I had to dock the caupsle with a space station. I got the strangest sense of Deja-vu, as though I had done this in a previous dream or a long time ago. Why does docking with the space station feel farmiliar...?


I was watching the superbowl, live from the stadium. The game had just started and the football froze in midair. All of the players started dog-piling and jumping to get at it.

"Uh-Oh, looks like that's an illegal anti-gravity ball. Minus 20 points! And *some player* to the time-out square for you!"

I realized how absurd this was. (Now IWL, I don't watch sports, and TBH I don't even know the rules of football all that well.) But this was just so strange that I had to be dreaming.

I woke up though. I took a leak and then it was WBTB time.

I found myself on my bed. (False awakening.) Though my bed was replaced with this odd powder, like finely-ground flour. I realized right away that I was not fully awake. I began to mess with it. I thought that the reason I was in my bed was because I was still partially awake and I shouldn't move too much because I might start to move my waking life body and wake up.

At one point, I decided to smell it. It did have a smell, though faint it did smell a bit chalky, sort of like baking soda or flour. I can't say so exactly, but yay for finally smelling something in a dream.

...

I was by a lake. My friend pointed out that there were squidfish in the water. I asked him what a squidfish was and he showed me. They were these fish, perhaps a foot long with all of these tentacles on the front of their face. They were carnivorous and ate other smaller fish whole.

I then noticed that there were large fat fish swimming around in the air, a few feet above me. I became lucid, but the dream promptly faded.

...

There was one other lucid fragment from this morning, but I can't recall what it was, just that there were three frags involving lucidity after my WBTB. I had the number on my mind all morning.

-I was plucking apart a spiderweb piece by piece for some reason.


-Somebody was reviewing a movie called 'nightmare hunters' saying that overall it was crappy but they liked that the villains got a lot of character development.


-Something to to with an evil wizard that put demon-knives into my cats mouth that made it misbehave until we could pull the knife out of its mouth.


-Manei had been eaten by carnivorous deer and I had to reset the dream. I explained to her why after re-setting the dream.


Something to do with a criminal organization where rank was based upon your gun. The more powerful or unique of a gun you had, the higher you ranked in the organization. After freeing some of the organizations members by accident and being returned to the headquarters, I was awarded this red handgun that signified a considerably high rank.

I was also a female in this dream for some reason.

The criminals showed me a video presentation of the crime bosses gun. It was a white handgun that didn't look too different from the red one that I had. They talked about how the gun takes a very specific type of lead-osmium bullet and fires them with precision that they can be fired at a target 100 yards away and all pass through the same hole. The bullets have some kind of homing program on them.


Somebody was trying to offer an explanation for why my dream self has dyed hair in the front. It was because while staying at my grandparents house I had fallen asleep in a room where they had recently painted the ceiling and drips of paint fell into my hair.

Somebody woke me up screaming because I was getting paint in my hair. I ran to look in the mirror and noticed that it looked like my dream self. I stopped caring and the dream carried on from there.

So then, after sleeping most of the afternoon away and being up for most of the night, I fell asleep around 8:00am. Expected nothing in terms of dreams/lucidity, but it seems as though I at least got a little bit of lucidity.

I decided to use this game I found, universe sandbox to try and re-create some of the scenes from one of my outer space dreams this time around. Though these dreams still appear to be utterly random in nature.


-Something to do with a speedboat crash.

-I was skiing on a completely unfamiliar slope. One of my skis seemed to be dragging in the snow. I fell over and did the splits but for some reason it didn't hurt. I was stuck in deep snow though. Another family came to help me out.

-Something to do with a bunch of orange tabby kittens sleeping together in a pile.


So the dream had something to do with traveling through a wormhole to another planet. The wormhole was orbiting next to a white star, something like this.



I can recall the spacecraft that was used to travel through the wormhole was heading for a nearby planetary system orbiting a gas giant. There was a planet orbiting the gas giant that was similar to earth, though a little smaller and with thicker atmosphere.

As it approached, it looked something like this:



The spacecraft landed and the people got out. The spacecraft was rather small and there were only four or five people in white spacesuits. The suits looked more like armor than spacesuits.

The people on the spacecraft eventually had to return to their home star system. They were talking about how the wormhole on their end was much larger than on the end here. Supposedly the wormhole back at their home star system was some kind of wormhole hovel where a whole bunch of wormholes linked to. They had somehow discovered this by traveling through it to one star system that with a slight tweak they could wind up traveling to any place in the galaxy.


I was in an all white room, about 20 feet by 60 feet. The place felt strangely familiar, like I had been here as a kid or something. It also had the feeling of being a couple stories underground. The whole room was full with toys. I felt like a kid as well. I felt shorter than normal. I wanted to play with the Legos. I began looking through the different boxes of blocks and action figures trying to find Legos.

I then recognized a dreamy feeling and became lucid. I began using the boxes of toys to stabilize the dream. I thing that the dream had started with appearing in the white room, it felt a little bit like a WILD in fact.

I started talking with the older, a boy with long black hair. He was about ten. There was a younger boy with blonde hair, about 5. There were two girls, both about ten and five as well.

I then noticed that the room only had one exit. I asked them what was outside. They told me that they didn't go that way, because their caretaker tried to leave the room and she never came back. So they had been stuck in the room full of toys playing for a very long time.

I told them that I knew things about this world that they wouldn't even understand. I told them that I would help to guide them out of the room. They seemed eager to go and started running into the doorway.

It was dark and eerie and the light was flickering. The ceiling got higher the further you got down the hallway. Partway down the hallway I jumped and fell forward, catching myself into flight only a few inches off the ground. From there I made my way to the front of the group, oriented myself upwards and got ready to guide them.

I saw that the hallway ended in a cavernous room with a labyrinth for a floor. The room was dark and appeared to be all white, like the previous room, though parts of it had collapsed. It had something of the feeling of a gymnasium.

I told the kids to slow down, but they started rushing into the labyrinth by themselves.

It was at this point that I realized that what I was undertaking was not pertinent to my lucid goals and that I might not be quite as in the moment as I would like.

The dream dropped through very quickly. I think I cut back to the wormhole around the giant white star for a moment. I was tumbling through space doing repetitive front-flips. I tried to steady myself and managed to do so.

I saw that for some reason I was holding onto one of the boxes of toys from the dream. I let it go and decided to just allow myself to wake up.

I started falling though. I then heard a presence speaking to me in the language of thought. It explained to me how I had accidentally created a temporal dissonance.

I asked what that was. It explained that physical matter is not so easily moved through time because it has weight. However, thoughts, memories and consciousness can easily be detached from your brain in one time and moved to another because they are metaphysical and not so easily bound by time.

It then told me I would be able to 'set' how much time I was going to travel back. This was based on a complicated resonance of harmonic frequencies. The first time I had available was 26 years 49 days 11 hours something minutes. That's longer than I've been alive. Give me a shorter time.

I got a time something like 13 minutes instead, and told the presence it could send me back in time now if it wanted to. I told it to keep me in the present. I hadn't made the right preparations yet. (Really I was just doubtful that this was just the dream playing a dumb trick.)

I woke up a moment later.

Well I have been trying to get back to a normal sleep schedule these past few nights, going to bed at reasonable times. But I overcompensated (well I suppose I really couldn't help myself.)

Two days ago I went to bed around 12:30 and woke around 9:00

Yesterday I went to bed around 11:45 and woke around 7:30

Last night I was hoping to make another jump and try to go to bed before 11:00.

But, after my speech class let out yesterday around 3:00pm, I had to drive home from college. I was drowsy though and decided a quick nap in the dorm would be smart so that I didn't doze off on the long drive home.

One Ten-Hour snooze later and I'm here.

I remember being semi lucid brainstorming ideas for a story. In this story, an alien spacecraft called 'The Next' placed itself into orbit around the earth. It was a white disc that from careful observation by the space program it turned out was actually two dimensional. The spacecraft selected 1024 people from across the globe and stated that they would receive a gift. The people selected were lucid dreamers, and the gift was something from a lucid dream.

Manei was then made into a real person. I remember having to explain many things to my parents. Since she had just sort of been plopped onto the earth by The Next, she didn't really have a family or a place to stay, she had to live with my parents. That made things really awkward.

My friend C had been gifted by The Next, she was among the 1024 people. My friend S however, had not. He was feeling under the weather because of that.

Everyone who had been gifted with a guide or some sort of power had to meet at a summit in Europe somewhere. But only 742 people actually showed up even though everyone who had been gifted by The Next was required to be present by world government.

At some point, a nuclear war broke out between a middle eastern nation and china. One of the nations tried to fire nuclear missiles at The Next. It stated that it was displeased with how humanity had turned out. It gifted another 1024 people with dream powers/guides in the waking world.

At some point I discovered that I had the ability to change between my waking life self and my dream self. When in my dream self form, I some of my vanilla dream powers such as invulnerability, flying and waterbending. Good thing too, all of these supernatural creatures such as vampires and werewolves started to crop up around the world.

My roommate brought this extremely interesting dream to a close unintentionally. I fell back asleep though.

In this dream, my dad was hosting me a birthday party at this arcade that I used to frequent. I was embarrassed that he had gotten me a birthday here because I turn 19 in less than a month and I'm a little old for the arcade.

I then realized that I wasn't wearing any pants. Then my old crush form high school showed up along with a few of her friends. She had been invited to the party and she started laughing at me.

I was playing this arcade game (still without any pants) with my high school crush where you had to pull out this stream of paper but if you pull too hard the paper rips and you fail at the game.

Then my grandmother showed up and took my shirt off. She told me she was going to take a photo and a measurement of my stomach. Then I would have to eat [some absurd amount of food] then she would take another photo and measurement of my stomach.

I then realized that I was quite possibly in the most embarrassing situation that was cosmically possible. I had to escape somehow, so I made the excuse that I had to go to the bathroom.

When I went into the arcade bathroom there were no toilets, but there were art supplies everywhere. All of these different pads of paper, boxes of pencils and charcoal and crayons. Erasers and protractors and drawing tables. You name it.

I somehow or other got fully dressed again.

I then ran into my drawing professor but she had bi-colored eyes, much like my dream self. Only they were both shades of green. Her right eye was a deep forest green while the left one was a pale sea green. I asked her why this was and she told me about how she hit her head as a child on a metal desk. The injury healed fine but she broke a blood vessel and now this.

She then showed me this pair of eyes that she had painted on a piece of heavy paper. The paper had been cut/folded into the shape of glasses. It was the same eyes but they were on opposite sides. She told me every time it was opposite day, she would wear this.

I started looking around for the art supplies I needed so that I could get back to class, completely ignoring the previous dream plot.

Went from 12:30 (last night) to about 11:45. I woke up very early this morning too.

-Uncle Iroh was missing three fingers and a thumb on his right hand.

-Something to do with Minecraft


-I was in this strange environment where there were these pillar-like mountains, something like the mesas in the American southwest. Everything was made out of reddish stone. The sky was orange/red as well and there were a bunch of Jupiter/Saturn clones in the sky.


I was sitting in a small cafe/resturant with Neo and Morpheus. Kind of getting big boy or coney island vibes. Nothing fancy, but no fast food place either. There were agents after us and we had to defend ourselves. For some reason the 'agents' were Trinity clones rather than Agent Smith.

I became lucid at one point and started fighting back. I can't recall what triggered lucidity. Everyone else ran running and screaming out of the cafe. Even the other Matrix characters.

The agents seemed pretty easy to defeat. I recall having basic punch/kick fights to defeat a few.

I started looking for more interesting ways to fight them. I picked up a table and threw it at one. It fell out the window. I became aware of the fact that we were not on ground level.

I remember the most interesting one was the one that I picked up with a psychic grab and crushed so small she actually collapsed into a miniature back hole that sucked up some chairs/tables/food around her, then dissipated after a few seconds.

The 'Final Agent' came out that was supposedly the original, and would be the most difficult to defeat. She looked shorter and fatter than the others and carried an Uzi. She fired on me. I remember all of the bullets just fell off of me. I even caught some in my hand. This looked strange as it seemed to happen in slow motion and I saw a shock wave spread through my hand every time I caught one.

When she emptied the mag, I examined the bullets that I had caught. They felt warm from the gun. I then (without moving my hand) thought to fling them back. They all fired off, like a shotgun, back at my opponent and, well they should have killed her.

She then told me that she was not merely human... but rather...

She unzipped her leather outfit, and had nothing underneath. The moment I started to examine her body, I noticed it looked fake. Once the tight matrix leather was off, she started to unzip her skin starting from the head to reveal that she was in fact a terminator-like robot.

(Terminator-Matrix Crossover, somebody get on that)

...

I was at home, still lucid. My dad asked me what I was doing. I told him I was dreaming and was going outside to fly. I went outside. He responded with some curse words and begrudgingly told me to do whatever I wanted. It was a gray cloudy day.

His negativity seemed to be weighing on the whole dream though. I couldn't fly. I then thought that I might want to pursue him, find out why in my LD's my father is always such a negative influence.

I instead had a false awakening, but forgot the content of it.

My sleep schedule is very messed up. Other than that I seem to be in the right place. I did a good run of written autosuggestion at about 10:00 last night only to not fall asleep until after midnight.

-Something to do with being chased by a giant. I was trying to climb vines on a large concrete dam to get away from him. There were plants and tropical flora everywhere as though we were in a jungle.

-Edward Elric got crushed by a falling boulder and nearly died.

-My mom's old laptop had cracks in the screen that were only visible if you looked at the screen from an angle.

I've been rather unmotivated to lucid dream these past few days, thus I post late and I post without much detail. I actually had pretty good recall this morning, but put off punching in these dreams.


I recall being at my old house. The sky was tinted orange and there were huge planets/moons in the sky. I became lucid and began experimenting with this bamboo pole that I could easily extend/retract with the use of dream control.


I recall being in a stone temple. It was a large circular room with an oracle in the center providing light. The room was made out of crumbling grey stone bricks. There were vines and grasses growing in the room and no entrance or exit, at least that I saw. I could sense that I was inside of some kind of mountain or deep underground.

There was a semi-circular terrace around half the room. along that half of the room were smaller rooms in the wall, with energy fields projected across them. (Though there were no projectors of any kind. I assumed that the room ran on some kind of mystic technology.)

I looked in one of them and saw a giant black and purple floating eye. It looked at me and blinked. Then the eye faded away and there was a guy inside of it. When it completely faded he fell on the floor of his cell. He became conscious and looked at me confused.

I looked into another room and saw Raiah, (yeah that dream character that I tried to create that Manei didn't like.) She was repeatedly punching the wall with her robotic arm.

A guard or another DC put me into a cell with Manei. I was for a strange reason, willing to go into what was essentially a prison cell. I became lucid but forgot what happened after that.

-Something to do with a kid who tore apart a brick wall and had to spend the entire summer rebuilding it. He did so really haphazardly (the bricks were not in there usual overlapping pattern.) Parts of the wall were continually falling over and he had run out of cement.

-Something do with a man who was abducted by aliens and managed to escape their ship by jumping into the fuel line and then being ejected out of the engine. (Don't know how that was survivable) He then got cancer because the fuel was radioactive and spent his last days in a hospital room that reminded him of his childhood bedroom.

-Aliens started attacking earth.

-The kid who rebuilt the wall and the man who had been abducted were related somehow. The kid also got abducted by the aliens and taken to their home planet where they had constructed a replica of his home and family in a tree-house. He wanted to stay with them, but the replica was meant to be a distraction from his quest to stop the aliens.

I wound up back in the first day of fifth grade where I was given the opportunity to redo my life from here. I remember thinking about what changes that I wanted to make, mistakes I wanted to avoid making, etc.

I noticed that my friend CH was not in the class, and that was weird because I met him in the fifth grade.

The teacher had us doing icebreaker activities to get to know one another. There were some familiar faces from my fifth grade class in the room. The room also felt bigger than I remember it.

...

We got assigned math homework.

...

Time went by very fast. It was one of those dreams where it seems as though years have passed when you wake up. But there wasn't much filler in the years between fifth grade and now, my freshman year of college, or at least that I could remember.

...

I recall being on a tropical vacation with my old crush from high school. We were swimming together in a coral reef somewhere in the Caribbean. The reef actually looked pretty lame. There was some garbage and it looked to not have a lot of coral, mostly rocks and stuff.

She screamed and told me that I had a spaghetti monster tendril around my leg. I kept trying to get it off, but it was tied in a knot around my leg. Eventually I simply broke it off and managed to get out of the water.

Now there was a reason I was scared of this. In the dream, Spaghetti Monsters were (now I know there is a user on this website named Flying Spaghetti Monster, I hope that he is in no way offended.) some kind of poisonous sea creature. Although their tendrils were painless, long after touching them you would start to swell up until you would explode.

There was some kind of history about these creatures, that someone had supposedly come to the island in 1850 and killed all of them in order to extract their toxin and use it as a terror weapon.

We had a big duffel bag on the beach. I first found a towel, then a bottle of 'Spaghetti monster ointment'. I had my crush (who at some point got replaced with my mom) help me rub it where the tentacle had been. My foot was already starting to swell. The ointment seemed to work though, because the swelling went down and I felt fine.

...

At some point I tried to redo my life again from kindergarten.

A really vivid and graphic sex dream. I'm gonna skip this one.


I was buying a candy bar and some juice at a convince store in an airport.


A city had come under attack by extra-terrestrials. This was in the distant future, and they used some kind of gravity wave weapon that would slowly lift every building in the city into the sky then drop them, destroying them. Also, the wave lifted the buildings in fast pulses, often crushing the bottom most few floors.

I somehow found myself in a pet store. I was on I think the fifth floor of the building, so the pulses were pretty bad but the floor was staying together. One of the first pulses destroyed the fish tank though, and the water spilled out onto the floor.

The fast lifting pulses were spaced by ten or fifteen seconds giving me enough time to make my way across the store to where the other animals were. There were not many. There was a very fat full grown cat, a small golden retriever puppy, some kind of mole or stoat creature, and a mouse/gerbil.

I put all of the cages on the floor around me. There was a grey and white kitten, no more than a few weeks old without a cage. I picked him/her up in my arms. He/She was purring.

The dream became very emotional as I realized that I was going to die alone with these animals when the gravity wave dropped us. All of the other people in the building were killed because they were on the lower floors. The owner of the store had been killed by a falling shelf when the first pulse hit.

The pulses started getting harder and with less time in between. The windows began to crack and the supports were about to give out. I could tell that the building was over a mile up at this point, when the pulses stopped, the fall was not going to be survivable.

The pulses just stopped. I thought that I had gone into free fall. I made my way over to the window. It was nighttime out now, weird because it was daytime when the gravity wave started just a few minutes ago. I looked down and saw that the bottom four floors of the building were almost completely gone, and that I was in a meadow on top of a hill.

I looked around and there were no signs of human civilization or the aliens. I began to feel very confused about what had happened. I found another building that had been moved by the wave, with about a half dozen survivors in it. None of them were injured. I asked if they would give me a hand with the animals.


Continuing on the theme of animals, I somehow found out about this group of criminals that partook in illegal dog fights. They preformed some kind of scam where they would act like they were a cheap alternative to a vet, then take your dog into the back room and not give it back. Then re-train it to fight in the ring against other dogs.

I saw this unfolding with a young woman who approached with a medium sized white dog (I couldn't tell what breed.) Approached them. (In the back of a warehouse, come on lady, what vet holds their services in the back of a warehouse?!)

She tried to run when she realized that something was up. The thugs started to chase after her, but she ran though the back alley where they kept all of the dogs. This place was disgusting. There were dogs in cages everywhere, and they all looked starved and un-cared for. Many of them had scars or missing ears. There were a couple of corpses (both human and canine) in the alleyway and a huge pile of dog feces nobody bothered to clean up.

I somehow wound up running alongside the lady. I went to jump over a pile of dog feces when I floated several feet into the air. I realized that I was dreaming and caught myself on my flying jets.

And you had better believe that I am gonna get these crooks. I looked down at the (roughly 100) cages in the alleyway. I raised both hands and broke all the locks. All of the dogs jumped out and into the alley. They looked at me as if they were expecting me to do something. Some were barking and whining.

I held my hands up, blocking the group of dogs from view.

"I want you to go in peace. I want you to go back to your owners or back to where you think you belong in the world, and I wish you all health and happiness." The barking stopped. I lowered my hands and everyone was gone.

One of the criminals came around the corner with an handgun and started firing on me. I swooped in low, dodging his bullets, then spun around and kicked him into a pile of wooden palates. I was now in the back area of the warehouse. The other criminals could see me now, and strangely, their leader seemed to be a large white cat.

(Oh no, don't tell me this is a play on the whole cats verses dogs thing.)

Some of the goons charged me with pistols and AKs. I went back up and flew a half-circle around the camp, it consisted of a couple tents and some cars. I simply swiped most of the bad guys away, hoping I sent them somewhere unpleasant like an active volcano or the vacuum of space.

I swooped down low and destroyed their tents. I pulled back up and saw that there were a few guys still firing on me. I spun around in the air dodging them. (Don't know why though. I've tanked bullets while lucid before.) I looped up and landed right in front of the guy. He emptied the clip of his assault rifle at point blank.

I looked up at him. He was a big bald guy with round grey eyes. He looked half-asian. He dropped his weapon, terrified.

"You don't deserve to live!"

He faintly sputtered and dropped dead.

I looked to the cat. He was a large white Persian cat. I read him and saw that he was known for winning cat shows. I cursed him, telling him he would never win anything but last place in a cat show, then swiped him off to his owner.

At one point, I killed some guys by manifesting several handguns that were suspended in mid air and firing all of them simultaneously.

I looked to the last man. He didn't look as criminal as the others. He had freckles and orange curly hair. He was small and scrawny, and wore a ridiculous plad jacket. I could sense the DC's energy. He was by no means evil. I sat down next to him on the steps. He told me a short story about how how his brother got him into the group, and he always thought that they were crazy-abusive. He then said that it would be best if he left and looked for a way to amend his dark deeds as a part of the group.

...

I somehow wound up at Marcus' house. They were hosting some kind of celebration for my heroics. Manei was there and the two of them wanted to give me this really big present, but another DC who was there told me that I should wake up and not get the present. He/She gave me the dream ending feeling. I really wanted to hang on, but nothing happened.

Well screw you too, random DC.

-I had a PR0N folder on my PS4. Some other people were playing it and I was trying to hide the folder.

-I was at the cafeteria at my college. Manei was there and she had a thin mustache. (I think you should just give up on that whole 'appearing as a boy' thing.) She asked me if she could borrow a razor. But she wanted some kind of special razor with a pencil taped onto the end of it. Being non-lucid I declined. There was also this weird part where I saw the inside of her stomach.

-Something to do with my grandfather hosting some kind of family gathering that was very awkward. This old bully from my school was there and the party was supposed to 'force' us to have to make amends.

Something to do with me working on a small private space station. A spacecraft arrived with two scientists on board that were eager to return to earth with valuable scientific data and samples from other planets. The president (Yes, Barack Obama) was also on-board.

Ground control told me that I had to make getting the president home my first priority. There were only three seats in the return pod, so I couldn't fit both scientists. I asked if they could just go down the three of them and I could wait in orbit, but they stated that was probably a bad idea because I was the only pilot on the team.

I eventually flew the president and one of scientists down, and when I got on the ground I saw that they were already preparing a return mission for the other scientist. They had this big parade celebrating the presidents successful return from space.

The mayor of our town had to give a speech about me and Obama. Then his head fell off. I caught it. He apologized to everyone present saying that this just happens sometimes (he had some sort of health problem), and politely asked me if I would place it back onto his body. I did and he continued giving this speech. But it was having problems staying attached. He kept having to nudge it with one hand to keep it from falling off again.

I became lucid as I realized how ridiculous of a health problem this was. But I woke up. Goddang layer 1's


I was walking around a large supermarket/store. Wal-mart or Target vibes here. One of the aisles was labeled 'For caveman mode, go here' or something. I recognized 'Caveman Mode' as a lucid dreaming term sometimes used here on the site and became partially lucid but fell out of it before I could grasp that I was dreaming.

Some lady bumped into me, and I started to wake up, but found that I was still clinging to the dream. I was between being in bed and being in the store. I then realized that I was lucid and that I could use this. I began aggressively stabilizing my walking around the store.

I went to the freezer aisle and opened the door. Cold air hit me in the face, grounding me further to the dream. I then walked to the front of the store, walked out the door and formally announced to myself that I was completely in the dream.

Then lucid auto pilot kicked in and I decided to look for Manei. I looked around and saw a brick post out the front of the store.

"Er... okay, let's say that Manei is behind that post."

I walked around to the side and saw a blonde girl. She was topless and looked really confused to be here. She started trying to talk to but nothing was coming out of her mouth. I ignored her and decided that if Manei wasn't going to show up, I should just fly.

I looked up. It was foggy/overcast kind of day, no good for flying unless I could get above the clouds. Some teenager mocked me for staring at the sky like a 'retarded moron', only to eat his words when I lifted into the air on a column of flame.

I started to spin out of control before I could get more than a few stories off the ground. I then looked over and saw Manei. Or part of her, she seemed to be having difficulties anchoring herself to the dream, glitching in and out of existence every few seconds. Her movement seemed to be glitching too, she seemed to acquire random velocity out of nowhere.

At one point she manifested right in front of me and then shot off in front of me tumbling through the air at about a hundred miles per hour. She disappeared in the fog and then shot back and struck me, knocking me off of my flying jets. As I tumbled through the air, I saw a random old lady in the parking lot of the story reach out her arms to catch me. I managed to orient myself and lower myself gently in front of her.

I thanked her for trying to catch me, but told her that I had this handled. I was getting ready to fly off again when I woke up.

There was brief lucidity these past two nights, lots of it. Lots and lots of layer 1’s. I saw Marcus quite a bit. Sorry for my low activity on the website though.


Somebody was telling me about how you could have better sex dreams if you were to take two pillows and *ahem* orient them in such a way as to *ahem* enhance the experience.


There was a dream involving my religious choices and some strong personal emotions. I’m gonna skip this one for the sake of not inflaming any passions. (Including my own.)


I vaguely recall being on my college campus with D. There was some kind of battle going on that I had to participate in. I don’t recall the specifics but it was important. I recall the campus being akin to a war-zone. There were burning buildings, crashed cars and the likes. Neither D or I seemed particularly concerned though.

We were making our way back to the dormitories I began to take note that despite the area being akin to a war-zone there were not any people actually fighting. I think a couple of jets flew in low and that was about it.

I became partially lucid at one point and was somehow involved in ‘fighting for my lucidity’. There were some robots attacking me as well. For some reason, I thought of Soul Eater and wanted to see if I could transform myself into a living weapon.

It worked. I made my right arm into a black and silver scythe blade. I saw some more robots coming in and I made my arm into an axe with a long handle. I then recall manifesting knives to fall on and impale my enemies. I was making my way along the side of the cafe by my dorm at this point.

I then came across three golems. I ‘remembered’ that these were the three spirits of lucid dreaming or some such nonsense and that I had to protect/save them from the robot menace. They were golems made of bamboo. One was the typical green, another larger one was blue and there was an even larger red one.

Each of the three golems was meant to represent something about myself but I couldn’t figure out what they were. I was pointing out what I thought they represented. I thought of the chackras and thought that red symbolizes survival and therefore the red golem might indicate my survival ability. Blue symbolizes creativity and expression, so he might represent that. Green represents love and that is the smallest. The others don’t even seem to be present.

My grandfather showed up and I was now in my backyard. The golems were still there. He told me that I shouldn’t turn my body into a weapon because it is an evil power. I noticed that my arms were still scythe blades. I then (for some reason) thought of something that had been said to me in an old star wars Jedi game, where the Master states that the Jedi can use ‘dark’ abilities such as force choke and and sith lightning, and although these abilities are considered evil, they are used with good intentions.

The golems backed me up saying that I had protected them from the robots with my ‘dark power’ and the golems were very kind, respected beings. They understood and explained things to him.

I started to become more lucid and wake up, as the dream broke down I just began recycling and considering my philosophy on dreaming. The idea that if someone embraces only good or only evil, they might become out of balance.


S and I were hanging out and S had asked me to drive and get the pizza that he had ordered. He hadn’t ordered from the normal pizza place, he had ordered from this specialty place that was supposedly both really good and quite far away. (also quite expensive from what I could recall.)

I was driving down the expressway. (In a completely unfamiliar region by the looks of it.) I had no sense of direction or where I was heading.) I kept feeling like I was missing the exit or something. Eventually I decided to simply get off the expressway and try to ask for directions or something.

I pulled into the parking lot of a hotel. It had a name like the ‘Chippewa’ hotel or some native american tribe name. I ‘remembered’ that the place was run by a native american man that someone in my family or immediate friends knew. The hotel had a main building with a lobby, pool and a ten story tower with rooms, as well as private cabins in the woods behind the hotel.

The front door was locked and I made my way around the back. There was a large terraced garden and a driveway leading into the woods and the first couple of log cabins. There was also a playplace with some children playing at it. I wandered around the hotel for awhile.

At some point, somebody stole my car.

…

I tried to call my parents but my phone was dead.

…

I became semi lucid. For some reason, I thought of a character from my comics, a spirit known as Ateria.

In my Comics, Ateria is a psychic spirit who will possess a person work with a person to aide them in their travels. She grants a wide range of powers including astral projection, enhanced strength and speed, telekinesis, and mind reading. But her greatest power is carbon alchemy, allowing her to take carbon from any non-living source, usually the carbon dioxide in the air and convert it to diamond, carbon fiber, graphite, graphene, or hydrocarbons (oil, gasoline, natural gas). With this, Ateria and her host can create a massive variety of objects.

“Ateria, Carbon Bike.”

She created a carbon Motorcycle that was black and white. Diamond formed the engine and rigid components and carbon fiber made up the tires and seat. I got on and started riding, but the bike was uncontrollable and I rode off of the drive and through the back door of the hotel. And wouldn’t you know it, the pizza place I was looking for was right in there.

Manei was there, and she had the pizza that I had been asked to get. Though for some reason the ‘pizza’ was actually a giant pizza sized chocolate chip cookie in a pizza box. And of course (because logic can go die.) I didn’t get lucid.

There was something strange about Manei. She has this odd hairstyle with three or four braids. Wasn’t the craziest outfit/hairstyle that I have come across but it was noticeable.

There were a bunch of people who walked in to the pizza place. They were mostly parents and little kids who looked to be a part of a birthday party. My parents were in the crowd as well. They said something awkward/embarrassing to me.

I started getting like a chuck-e-cheese vibe from the place as more and more of these people came in.

Manei wanted me to put her number in my phone, even though my phone was dead earlier, it worked now. I opened it up and saw that I already had it. This was my contacts list in my dream phone.

Contacts:

Parents -0004

Pare nts -00004

Polic -09011

Manei -7642

Mar1cus -1001

I felt empowered on the motorcycle and decided that I would just ride south and live in the tropics. With Ateria by my side, I could manifest a pile of diamond and sell it, and live happily for the rest of my life. Manei asked if she could come with me. I told her that she reminded me of someone that I knew, and that if she wanted to, she was welcome to join me. But she had to play it by my rules. She seemed OK with that and got on.

We rode out the door, down the drive and into the sunset. All of the people from the party were watching us though. It was like the end of a movie or something and-



Oh. Right… um… I'm dreaming... that would make a lot more sense with the context of everything that has happened… and the girl who looks just like Manei. Well the dream is over now.

'was watching FMA and fell asleep around 6:00. Woke up at around 7:00am this morning. What a delightful 13 hour snooze, but my dream recall is crap given that much time.

I was at a really fancy formal event with mostly older men and women. Everyone, save for me was dressed up in really elegant formal wear, standing around and talking in this small banquet hall. The hall was painted green with golden dragons on the wall. Marcus was there and he was talking with some of the other people.

I had a false memory or something that he had a secret vault or bunker beneath this hall. [Dream Logic] Marcus had given me the keys, but he told me not to open it. [/Dream Logic]. I guess my curiosity got the better of me, though, because I decided to go check it out. I found myself sneaking through the kitchen, down into the basement and then going down an elevator.

The hidden vault was quite a bit bigger than I expected. It had the feel of going into the old aperture science from Portal 2. (I had an image but it won't load.) I began making my way toward the main entrance. For some reason there were all of these showers everywhere. (At the time, this didn't make any sense, but when you consider the vault was full of sand, I suppose it did.)

I came up to a computer console where I needed to use six keys in the correct order. The keys I had been given were like standard house keys in six different colors and I had to put them in the lock of the corresponding color. I think I wound up getting the correct combination on the second try.

The vault opened and (as the title suggests) the whole thing was filled with sand. It looked something like in cartoons where the characters get rich and they have a huge metal vault filled with mountains of gold and they dive into it and go swimming. I think that there might have been lakes of water as well. After all, the inside was HUGE, and seemed to take on its own landscape.

Around this time, Marcus found out and came down along with a bunch of armed police. I came out and told him it was just me. He lowered his guard and asked me what I thought I was doing down here. I told him I had gotten curious about the vault. I then asked him why if he didn't want me coming down here, he had given me the keys, and also why he was trying so hard to protect some sand.

Something to do with my old dream nemesis reappearing. I was in high school ( come on that's a dream sign.) He was friendly though and we were chasing one another down the halls together.

Another space-themed dream. In this one, I was told to create a solar system, alongside someone else. We had to create a triple star system with a large star and two dwarf stars in a 1:2 orbital resonance around the large star. We then continued out with planets.

Not gonna be too hard on myself for a foul night. I had to wake up at the butt-crack of dawn for an appointment, and most of my good lucid dreaming happens in the late morning. Maybe I can sneak in a nap after class today.