Lucid Time!

I am at thie old health club that I used to go to as a child. I am swimming in the pool. For some reason, I notice that all of the drains in the bottom of the pool can be easily removed. I start picking them up, and putting them back to see how many of them are loose like this I plan on reporting this to the lifeguard or the pool maintenance crew later..
I then come across one in a very deep part of the pool. This one is the only one that is actually screwed down, but for some reason I end up unscrewing it with a dime or something. The lifegaurd came and asked me why I was unscrewing the drain cover. I told him it was because I was checking to see how many of them were broken, and I was going to tell the maintenance people later.
He told me to screw the drain back in and he would go tell the maintenance people, and that I wasn't in any trouble.

I recall some dream about my English class. The classroom is much nicer; we are all sitting at this big long table and there is this huge glass window that overlooks the college. We are discussing an essay project we are working on. (I can't remember if it was the same essay we were working on IWL.)
Many of the students are complaining that the essay project is way too hard. I am one of the few students to say that I actually thought it was easy. The funny part is while we are having this class discussion our professor is sitting at the and end of the long table, eating a pizza.
Our class discussion gets sidetracked when we notice that there is broccoli imbedded in the pizza.
"Is that a broccoli pizza?!" one of the students exclaims.
"Yes, it is. It's healthier than regular pizza!" the teacher replies.
"I've heard about those! I've always wanted to try one!" a third student says.
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The dream about the English class somehow tied into a dream about me transferring to another college. I was sitting in the back of my parents' van. They are talking on and on about how transferring to a different college doesn't mean that I have any less responsibility or anything.
This new college that I will be attending will be across the country, in the downtown area of a big city. I recall us arriving. The entire campus is built into one huge stone building.

More dream music while waking up. This time it was this really odd drum beat with a wizzy synth sound playing overtop

Chowderland
I've had dreams about this type of thing before, but this was the most in-depth one yet.
I had just purchased and installed this game on my computer called Chowderland. It was kind of like Garry's mod and The Sims put together. The game had a very open-ended simulation aspect and users were encouraged to use mods, cheats and other such things to produce these hilarious episodes.
I start up the game on my laptop, and wonder at how my laptop can even run this vastly powerful game. It starts up and I see 'Chowderland' on my screen in bright cartoony purple letters.
The game then loads your info from social media sites and makes your characters' life just like your life in real life. So it creates my character and then drops him into the world.
I actually wind up in a rather odd setting. I am in a clearing in the woods partially filled with a large meadow, and a dirt parking lot. There are no cars or anything, and it the weather is overcast. The first thing I decide to do is customize my character.
I open up the menu, and see all of this information such as how hungry he is and how much sleep I've had. All of the bars are full when you start out. I then open the customizations menu and begin changing things.
I want to make my character look like my dream-self rather than my waking life self. I think that later on I can meet other lucid dreamers in the game. I change the hair to a darker color and add the goggles. But I can't figure out how to make the bicolored eyes. I knew it was possible as I had 'remembered' seeing a video of another player doing it, So I just settled with both eyes being blue.
I then decide it would be really cool to make the game just like a lucid dream. I think about how it could be practice for when I lucid dream, so I decide to make NPCs for my two regular dream characters. I manage to create and add them with relative ease, and set them as 'followers' so they will always follow me around wherever I go in the game world.
At this point my dad came into the room and asked me why I had been on the computer for so long. I told him that I was playing this new game called 'Chowderland'. He then said that he wanted to join me, so he sat down on his computer and signed in to my world. I then noticed that there were about a dozen people in the world. All of them were my family members. It felt a little bit awkward having them in the world, so I decided to change the environment.
I opened up a list of environments. The first one I traveled to was an alpine mountain region with a lake.
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I stayed at this region for some time, but cannot recall what I did here. I recall at the end, the Manei and Marcus NPCs had become tutorials and were trying to show me a survival aspect to the game, where you can turn off the cheats and play the game somewhat like Minecraft where you have to hunt for resources and build a shelter.
I then recall changing the environment to a tiny island with no trees, only beaches and then the center had a bunch of wildflowers.
I recall looking through a catologe of environments you could explore. There were literally hundreds of them. Some of them had special tags.
Shortly after, I changed the environment to the surface of Mars. I opened up the menu and decided to build something. I began building the steel structure of a house.
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I recall exploring someone elses' world. The NPCs that I had created were nowhere to be found. For some reason the graphical quality of the game had gone down considerably. Their world was built in a jungle and had all of these huge white concrete buildings. There was a big ledge running through the middle of their base with a small ramp running up it. I was trying to get up the ramp but my character wouldn't respond properly and I kept on falling off of the ramp and losing health.

Somehow, Chowderland had become a kind of like a cooperative SimCity where each of your friends would manage a different aspect of your city.
The leader of the city wanted me to build an elevated rail system and had already researched the maximum level of elevated rail technology in the game. This gave you the power to build railways in all six directions; to the train could go right up the side of a building or straight down or something. Also, the rails could float and didn't need to be supported by anything.
This was probably a good thing because the city I was working on them with was HUGE. There were these massive skyscrapers on every block, with small narrow streets in-between.
I couldn't think what to do, so I began placing stations instead and figured I would find a way to connect them later. I found that immediately after placing a station, I already had 700 passengers waiting. This jumped to 1300. Then 2000. I started building to connect this to my main station that was a small building with a lot of space around it in an empty lot. But I got kicked off of the server for being too slow at building.

I recall some dream where I was playing (I think LittleBigPlanet) or a very similar game. I was trying to make a level but I needed these unlockables from the core game to do so. I kept on having to begrudgingly go back to playing the game so that I could unlock enough points to continue making my level.
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I recall this once scene toward the end where I had made the whole level one layer deep with this material that had a red and orange wavy pattern on it.

I was at my Taekwondo Studio. Though it feels bigger. I recall there are many familiar faces from the studio but also many people I have never seen before.
There was this heavily built kid of, I think middle eastern descent. I couldn't put my finger on where he was from but it was obviously not the united states, and he didn't speak English very well. Anyways, he invites me to have a friendly sparring match and I agree to do so. For some reason I agree to do so.
We get into position. For some reason there are these railings on either side of us so that we can't move to the side. We start fighting and because this was a dream about my Taekwondo studio, I obviously apply techniques I have learned in class.
This kid may be strong but he is soooo sloooww! All of his moves are blatantly telegraphed, and he doesn't seem to know much outside of throwing punches.
At one point or another he comments that my techniques are 'unconventional'.
I attempt to fight back by throwing kicks. For some reason, I can't seem to throw a decent kick.
At the end of our fight, I manage to get behind the guy, and grab his arms. I recall one of the holds we learned in class and and slowly manage to bend him into it. He doesn't try to kick me or break out, he just tries to resist me as I slowly get him into a hold. After I pin him, the dream ends.

I recall two instances of Dream Music this morning. The first one was a very errie woman singing. I can't quite put my finger on the style, but it was sort of Gothic but still Modern sounding, like atuo-tune had been used. The second one came about as I became more awake. I recognized it as Crystal Mountian by Synsun.

Man, I don't know what happened to me the night before last.

I recall bits and pieces some dream about forgetting a paper for a class in college, and then going back to my room to get it.

I recall being on the cast of Star Trek. I cannot recall if the dream was just about filming Star Trek, and if everything was being faked or if I was actually dreaming about a 'real' Star Trek scenario.
We are in this area (that I'm pretty sure isn't actually on the show) called the data core room. It is this huge maze of passages on the back of the enterprise with all of these clear blue glowing crystals on mounts in the wall. Supposedly they were some kind of memory crystals for the ship's computer system that kept track of all the star systems and alien races.
There is a group of 8 or 10 people. The only ones I recognize are Kirk, Picard, and Spock. I think some other famous characters were there. (I don't know, I've only seen a few episodes of Star Trek in my life.)
Anyways, we are back here because supposedly the air quality here is the best in the ship, and doing some experiment with this new disease that is supposed to be harmless. They release it and everyone seems fine except for this other character; A teenager with brown hair made into an afro.
The guy starts sneezing (ah-choo, ah-choo, ah-choo!) repeatedly, without stopping. He starts sneezing more and more violently, and eventually starts to sneeze up blood. Spock calls up a medical technician, but for some reason the guy on the other end is just screaming "AMBULANCE! AMBULANCE! CALL AN AN AMBULANCE RIGHT NOW!!"
Something seems familiar about the sneezing disease, but I can't put my finger on it.
I also notice that for some reason there are racks of candy in the area, and decide not to focus on the guy sneezing, even though I can still hear him. I look at the candy and consider buying some. Somehow the data core room was mixed with a candy store.
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I somehow get 'outside'. I am on this (either cruise ship or island, I think it was an island but felt like a cruise ship). I get a little confused thinking this is actually the exterior of the Enterprise. There is this big wooden boardwalk with all of these restaurants along it. There are also these huge wooden wheel sculptures.
I see someone I know in WL (we'll just call her E). I go over next to her and we start talking about the sculptures.
Awww... what a charming, romantic moment in a dream. Wait a second, doesn't this person hate me in WL? Oh, yes she does, and right then she pushed me over the edge into the water. I fall into the water, and (ignoring the laws of buoyancy) I sink about five hundred feet all the way to the bottom.
I remember very clearly looking up and seeing the sunlight streaming down under the water and thinking about how deep I was.
I become fully lucid and thrust upward to get above water. Once I make it to the surface, I try to fly up out of the water and get back up there. I can't seem to lift out of the water. I then, for some reason, think of Avatar, and decide to try and make a waterspout and ride it back up onto the platform.
I begin to spin around, and I can see the water beginning to form a vortex around me, but then it just splashes back into the sea and comes apart.
I look back and see that (because it's a dream) I am now about half a mile away from the island. Great. Now I've got to get up onto the boardwalk and travel all of this horizontal distance.
Again, I think of the Waterbenders in Avatar. How they can 'surf' sometimes even without a surfboard. I start to push forward, and start to lift out of the water. I manage to get to the point where only my lower legs are submerged and I am moving along at a lazy 10-20mph. I don't feel like I am getting any closer to the island though.
I feel like I should be going faster. I try using a hand motion to accelerate. I try a couple different hand motions, looking to find the one that feels most fluid. None of these seem to be working.
Then, I see a massive wave coming up on the right. Higher than the island. It envelops (and probably destroys) the entire island. It is then coming for me.
It hits me and I immediately find myself deep underwater unsure of what direction is up or how deep I am. I can't see. It's just nothing.
But I still have my lucidity. I think maybe I can manifest a new dream. I try to picture being on another island somewhere. I start to see some palm trees and grass, as well as a calm, sandy beach. I start breathing and begin plotting where my body should be. Just as I think I've got it, I lose the dream and wake up.

All of these dreams flowed together somehow:

I recall watching some rendition of the first season of Avatar: The Last Airbender, and if you can actually comprehend this; It was actually worse than the live action movie. It looked like a school play or something. In fact, I sort of felt like I was in my old middle school.
The kid playing Aang kept forgetting his lines, and he (I'm not kidding here) had flash cards that he read from to keep going.
The only part that I recall very clearly was the very ending, where they were at the southern water tribe. The actors playing Katara and Sokka were holding up these big bowls of water to celebrate the water tribe and Aang was standing in the middle.
There were some people water-bending in the background, and their waterbending looked very fake.
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Long story short:

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I was having a dream about some music store. It feels like this one gas station in my town though. The clerk had recently been murdered and me and another male DC were looking around for clues to his death.
I began finding all of these weighted discs, like you might use on a bench press in a gym. They were in all of these random places like one is taking the place of a record on the wall. There is one underneath a stack of tapes.
For some reason, one of the discs has been eaten and has a bunch of bite marks out of it. The DC says this looks like a crescent moon the way its been eaten and that this is a clue to the murder of the man who ran the store.
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I became lucid at some point or other and found myself in a pumpkin patch. I falsely remembered the lucid task was to open a box, rather than a pumpkin and see what was inside. A big cardboard box manifested in my hand. I opened it and it was full of washrags, bandannas and a couple T-shirts. Some of them looked familiar, some didn't.
Can I get wings for this?
I thought that I had that out of the way. I would later be kicking myself when I woke up.
I recall walking around in somewhere. The pumpkin patch was next to some kind of art fair. (And boy, wouldn't this be an interesting thing to make into a TOTM for?) I begin observing the dream art. The thing I recall most were some banner-like works with these really intricate weaves.
I then think of the advanced TOTM; I need to face my biggest fear.
"I want to face my biggest fear right now!"
All of the sudden, the sky darkens, it starts raining and the art fair distorts and takes me back to my own subdivision. I am then there for a few moments. I see a huge storm cloud in the sky, bubbling and churning. I am happy because I know this means my fear is coming...
Then that fades two seeing people's faces cycling through really fast.
All of the faces are drawn in shades of red with a blue background and have all-white eyes. I recall one of the faces being that of Professor Penguinstein, a DC I dreamed about two nights ago. They begin to cycle through faster and faster until they become unrecognizable and eventually blend together into a skull with white eyes. Normally, I would have been scared, but knowing that I was dreaming, I stood in the face of the fear. To be honest, I was actually quite confused about what the dream was telling me. Why was it going through all these faces and making a skull? What is fear is this? This isn't really that scary. I could feel myself waking up, and tried to hang on to see what would happen next.
I woke up.
I tried to WBTB, but the dream it yielded wasn't lucid.
I had a dream I was trying out of the security crew at my college. I was supposed to be going to the tryout when I noticed somebody left their car unlocked. I thought they might be one of the workers giving me some kind of test, so I let them know. They thanked me.
I kept on seeing other things and preforming good deeds and I thought that I had caught on to the idea that these were all secret tests put into action by the campus security. I broke up a fight, called up the groundskeeper when I saw a sprinkler had broken, prevented a traffic accident, helped a disabled person up some stairs, you name it.
Then the campus security guy texted me and called me a 'lazy asshole' for not coming to the meeting.
I texted back saying that I didn't want to be a part of the security anyway, and couldn't remember why I signed up in the first place, (reality check, nudge, nudge) and instead went into the athletics building and went swimming. I recall navigating to the locker room, putting on my suit, and going to the hot tub.

What if my biggest fear was actually this last dream. DUN DUN DUN!!! (JK)

I am OOB, and remained out of body for the entire dream. I was watching myself like I was just another character. Everything is 'tooned. Myself, Manei, Marcus, Krista (Yes, Kristanicole07, a long time reader of my DJ) and Finn and Jake from Adventure Time are preparing to go through a transportation pad that will send us to another world.
Marcus is an inventor and a scientist and he explains the inter-dimensional transportation machine in the most scientific way possible.
"It breaks down your particles and then shoots them into space at a million trillion bajillion miles per hour! And then you wind up somewhere else!"
I false awaken. I get up and go on DV and start reading Krista's DJ. She has written this really long entry and by the looks of it there is a big chunk of lucidity near the end. Somehow or other, the DJ entry she wrote is actually the continuation of the dream. I begin reading it and the dream sucks me back in.
So we step on the transport pad and this white ray shoots off. We then see that we are materializing on another planet. We are in a tunnel constructed out of these black metallic bricks with blue glowing cement in-between them, like something out of Tron.
Krista explains that this was a dream world that she created where humans and animals are in conflict with machines. The world was supposedly created for a novel that she was writing where humans had stopped polluting the earth, but machines that couldn't be harmed or bothered by the pollution kept on building and advancing without them. Humans had returned to their natural roots and teamed up with the animals to try and stop them, but were losing.
This location was one of the machines' bases. It didn't take long for some evil machines to show up. The machines said something about stealing oil. Apparently humans often came here to steal oil or disconnect the oil supplies of the machines because they were reliant on fossil fuels.

Finn and Jake want to stand and fight. Me and Krista decide to run. We begin running through the Tron tunnels until we got to a subway station.
Krista explained that the machines perfectly maintained human cities because they wanted humans to return to their old way of life. We get on the subway. I look back to see if Finn and Jake are coming. They are not.
The subway starts moving and I notice that inside everything is painted white. Krista then explains that the 'master' machine is like GLaDOS from Portal. She then says something about cake, and chocolate cakes manifest in every seat on the subway. I go to try and eat one when they phase away. Apparently they were just holograms.

...The cake is a lie. ._.

I wake up.

Edit: This DJ entry has just inspired me to make a new DJ cover and a new title!

I am on my college campus; somewhere. It actually feels like a couple of locations on the campus blended together. I can recall S being involved somehow, we were walking and talking about various things. S goes to class and leaves me in a courtyard.
Then, some random male student starts yelling
"Look! It's Professor Penguinstein!"
I turn and look and I see perhaps the funniest looking dream character ever. I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, but they were about three feet tall, very fat, with short stubby legs and they waddled like a penguin. He/she had long wavy brown hair in a ponytail, going down to their waist. They wore a cap and gown, and carried a big ruler. He/She had these huge cheeks, with a giant mole on one of them, and a voice like Thor that demanded respect.
The student takes me to watch this professor teach a class. Supposedly this professor, also a scholar, had knowledge in every subject that they teach on campus. Also, PP was like 8 years old.
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There is some other part to this dream where there were some cheerleaders practicing in the quad. Some guys had stopped to check them out, but I found their cheer very annoying and took it as motivation to leave.

Some dream showing me computer graphics about maintaining a healthy digestive system. Apparently I had been diagnosed with some disease that causes the fluids in your stomach to turn solid occasionally and this can cause problems.

I am in 'the black'. I become lucid and realize that I am asleep. There is just no dream happening right now. Well, i'll just have to create one. I create the sky and the ground, and then for some reason a school comes into the picture, which was weird because I didn't consciously create a school. I am inside the school, but I can see out the door, the endless plane of rocks and sand in front of me.
I then see Manei, very clearly appear in the school. I didn't consciously add her to the dream either. She is walking toward me, running her hand across the lockers in the hall. Dream guide: good. School setting: bad. I try to phase away the school by focusing only on her.
I lose control and wake up.

I recall something very blurry. Everything was orange and brown, and I was moving past these white prismatic towers.

I was seeing some TV show about a man named Mr. Dill. It was a comedy series about a 20-something year old man who was a total burnout. He was secretly very smart and talented though he didn't know it, and in every episode, he would do something that nearly got him famous, but he would always quit before his big break.
In this episode, his mother (who was a stereotypical nag that knew he had the potential to be a great person) forced him to go onto an open time slot on public broadcasting. That's right. A TV show within a TV show with a dream.
But Mr. Dill didn't want to do this, but was forced to by his mother, otherwise he would have to start paying rent on his room. So he did the most logical thing. He used the time slot to do a series of comedy sketches where he told the very bad story of how he fell in love with an electric fan.
The comedy sketches became a worldwide hit, and everybody loved them. Each one was more over the top than the last. (Though I didn't think they were funny.) After six weeks, Dill's contract expired. And, typical for the show he stated that he wanted to quit.
An executive from Hollywood was on his way in when Mr. Dill threw the electric fan out of the window and ripped up the contract and the show's script. He said that he wanted to go home and play Skryim. The executive had prepared a Hollywood deal for him, with a whole lot of money and a half hour time-slot on prime-time TV but, when he saw that the electric fan had been broken, he tore it up.
Mr. Dill wanted the deal, so he drove to the store and bought another electric fan, same model, very quickly and came back. But the executive had already given the deal to someone else. Mr Dill went back home to his mother and started playing video games, and that was how the show ended.

I am walking with my dad through some kind of mall/restaurant area. There is a balcony leading down into this court area. Then, we see these men approach us. One is wearing a Jedi Robe and has a toy lightsaber. The other is wearing Jeans and a blue T-Shirt and has a Minecraft Steve head on.
They grab my dad and throw him off the balcony onto some kind of big air mattress where a bunch more guys are waiting near the bottom. They then turn and try to grab me. I have no idea what the heck is going on, so I push the man's arms away. I get ready to apply what I have learned in my self-defense classes and prepare to kick him but I get grabbed from behind. They start to dangle me over the side of the balcony, then hang me over completely. I suspect they will drop me, but I see no mattress down below. Then, the guy holding me goes over the edge of the balcony. He then gets grabbed by another guy. Then the guy who grabbed him goes over the edge, and gets grabbed by yet another another guy. I am now hanging just a few inches above the floor with a chain of guys holding me up, and the first guy drops me onto the floor.
It was then that I noticed all of these cameras going on. The guys hanging in a chain from the second floor come apart and land on the ground. Then, a man approaches me with a microphone and starts yelling into my ear.
"YOU WERE JUST ON XTREME STUNTS USA! HOW DO YOU FEEL?!!?"
"What?!"
I then 'remembered' that XTREME STUNTS USA! was a Youtube channel where they would go out in public and grab random people and make them part of their stunts. I 'remembered' not liking their channel because I found it to be boring and overhyped.

I woke up.

New york is under attack by another nation, and I am assigned to pilot an experimental aircraft designed for combat in locations like cities where maneuvering and control are more valuable than speed. Their wings can vector the thrust from the engines in any directions, allowing us to fly between buildings.
I don't remember much of the dream, but I recall doing fairly well in the dogfight and taking a dozen or so enemy fighters before being shot down myself. I ejected and floated down into the city. I also recall the city itself. Most of the buildings were still standing with small craters and damage likely caused by the initial attack.

I am at college, and I recall meeting this girl who was just crazy about me. She loved me. This was kind of a bother, because I found her to be annoying and overly-hyper. She wasn't very attractive in my eyes either, but I had decided to give her a chance anyway. I don't really recall what she looked like though...
She took me to her home (that was somehow on the campus). There was a lavish duplex built on the shore of a beach. (Dream sign) Next to it was a pool and a hot tub. She also had a tennis court and a play-place. There were a couple of palm trees around, and the rest of the island was covered in small craggy hills, that looked like miniature mountains.
This whole dream was set during the nighttime, and it was dark. In a strange way, I felt like the island was indoors. I felt like we might be inside a giant skydome or something, like on The Truman Show. Anyways my new girlfriend wanted to go in the hot tub. I told her I had to go change, and went into the duplex where I had a suitcase. And because it was a dream, I kept putting on my bathing suit and have it turn into something that was not a bathing suit while it was on my legs. So I must have removed a pair of jeans or shorts or boxers five times until I put on an actual bathing suit.
Eventually I managed to put on a bathing suit and head out to the hot tub, but this girl was totally ADHD and by the time I got finished changing and got to the hot tub, there she wanted to play tennis. We started heading over to the tennis court (without changing of course) and I lost the dream.

I am having this dream about a real life first person shooter, or some kind of combat training. I can't recall what exactly it was, but I know that it was not a real war. But dirty fighting is still allowed. There are huge teams, I think 16 on 16.
I am geared up with all of this military gear, such as an assault rifle, pistol and some grenades.
Me and two other guys who were much less experienced than me were tasked with guarding this pathway that led out of the woods. Supposedly bad guys would undoubtedly come up this path and into our base. Sure enough, guys did start coming. We used some big trees at the end of the path for cover. We ducked and covered for awhile and managed to take them down.
Then one of the guys I was with started screaming because he saw the enemy commander. The enemy commander was this huge man, about 6'6" and very fat. He wore all black and carried two large SMGs. I told my teammates to give me cover and I ducked behind a fallen tree.
Now what I did next was a bit strange. I dropped my gun, my grenades, my sidearm (a pistol), my body armor, my backpack, and my army coat, leaving only my pants, boots and the sweatiest, grossest tank top I had ever seen. I then ran down the path, dodging the commander's bullets and kicked him as hard as I could in the groin. While he was distracted my teammates shot him.
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There was this other part where everyone had stopped fighting. Apparently there was somebody else who had the same idea as me, this Chinese guy on the other team. He had thrown off all his gear and the two teams were now forcing us to have a MMA fight to determine who would win. We were fighting on a paved basketball court and both teams were watching us fight. I think the Chinese guy beat me, but he told me that I was still a good fighter.

I was having some dream that somehow tied back into all of the previous dreams. I was in a gorgeous beach-side town, riding a bike, trying to find my way back to a hotel that my family was checked into. Most of the town was fairly low, with just a few cottages, a small downtown and a lighthouse on the beach. But at one point, I rode down this path and found this huge parking lot with all of these tailgaters parked in it and partying. Beyond that was a massive city composed of these mid-rise buildings and following that were these massive angular glass skyscrapers.
For some reason, the thing I recall most about this moment was the sky. Okay, yeah there was a small second sun near the first, but the clouds looked gorgeous. I remember looking all around and seeing these amazing cloud formations. Layers upon layers of clouds.
I began riding my bike into the tailgate lot. I asked myself why it seemed so hard to make it back to the hotel, why does the town seem to keep changing.
Maybe it's because I'm dreaming. I do a nose pinch just to confirm. I'm dreaming. I decide to get off the bike. I tell myself that I will hop off and begin flying. I leap off to the side. I don't start flying. I just land on the ground.
I begin walking out toward the beach. I stomp my feet on the pavement trying to get a feel for the dream. I find that the feeling of stomping (and the 'shock') that runs up your leg makes for good dream stabilization. The clarity begins to increase. I rub my hands together and further the clarity.
I look around at the tailgate, but now it looks more like a school cafeteria setting, but outdoors. I think to myself about how all the dream characters in that setting are just aspects of my subconscious mind. I look out over the coast, and see the waves rolling in. My lucidity seems very clear, and I think to myself how I haven't felt this lucid in awhile.
I think to myself about what happened last night; the unsolved mysteries and unanswered questions. I begin heading toward the beach thinking that I can somehow use the sand to transport myself.
The dream clarity falls through very quickly and I wake up. I try to WBTB, and nearly get it. I recall some hypnogogic imagery about a robotic claw moving these long, square cardboard boxes. I think the robotic claw was made out of cardboard as well. I recall some kind of designation number on the end of the box. I try to latch onto it and form a new dream. It doesn't seem to work. I give up, and just allow myself to wake up..

I am having some dream about being on a tropical island. I am supposed to be exploring, looking for the best sand dune (dream sign), for some reason, I think I was doing some kind of project for a travel agency where I was supposed to photograph a beach with a nice sand dune in the background.
There was a very weird part of the dream where It became nighttime was OOB and looking at myself. Bicolored eyes: check. My hair was weird in this one, it was stripey. Parts of it were a light brown and others black. Even though I was OOB, my body had a mind of its own, and said something like 'I look like a stripey cat!'
It became daytime once more, and at one point, I decide (with it being a hot, tropical day) that I should take a break from trying to find the best sand dune and go swimming. I get into the water. I see a family (including Manei) swimming in the water. At first, I assume they will just ignore me, but then, her mother comes over.
"Puedes Habla Espanol?"
"Ah... Un Poco."
The entire family begins swimming to shore.
She then repeats some question several times until after we have made it to shore. The dream translates to a feild, surrounded on all sides by trees. I become fully lucid.
Manei's mother is there, still asking me that weird question. I don't know what she's saying, but I know it's a question. I kept saying something like "No habla espanol, por favor" when she was clearly not speaking spanish anymore. I tried asking her to say whatever she was asking more slowly.
As we continued talking, the dream began to change from the beach to a clearing in the forest. The area felt vaguely familiar, but it looked unrecognizable.
Manei says something to her mother in the indecipherable language. Somehow, even though I didn't know the language, I knew what she was asking; for her mother to leave.
The two of us sit down and face one another. Oh, yeah and this is Manei we're talking about, the world's weirdest dream guide. So she changes her form into a very young version of me, like about five, and starts ripping up handfuls of grass and eating it. I try and think to remember what I wanted to ask her, worried that I wouldn't remember why I pushed for a lucid. But I remember easily.
"So I already know your name. What is my dream name?"
Her voice changes over. Hearing her voice out of the mouth of a five year old boy is hysterical. "It translates to 'Letting my friends go down alone.'"
Okay. Negativity. That voice isn't funny anymore.
Okay... I probably should have asked why my dream-name has such a negative translation, but I had another, more important question. I can't remember exactly how this part of the discussion was worded.
I reminded her of when I first started lucid dreaming, and told her about how my dreams back then seemed much less cloudy and confusing. Now they seem sort of glitchy and disjointed. I carried to to ask her about why I no longer dream about 'typical' situations such as appearing somewhere nude or being late to class that I used to get lucid in all the time.
"Well it's because me and the others don't trust you very much, and we don't want you coming here too often." (She shoves a big mouthful of grass into her mouth and smiles.)
She starts talking in that 'language of thought' to explain this sort of barrier thing that makes it harder and harder for people to lucid dream by making them more and more distracted in their dreams. Apparently this can go up in levels, and I was at level 12. Apparently the barrier serves a dual purpose for me, and is also used like 'weighted belt' training for lucid dreaming, but 'They' were using it to lock me out this whole time, constantly raising the bar so I would always be struggling to LD. She also eluded to the idea that one day, she would remove it and I suddenly be having these amazing lucid dreams.
"Wait... what? I've been with you for three years and you don't trust me? And you and some others are stopping me from getting lucid because of it?"
I talk continue to her with thoughts: You've done nothing but trust me for three years. When did I ever indicate that I couldn't be trusted? What does this even have to do with anything? Who's 'We'? Why is my dream-name so negative?
"You gotta help me get lucid again (more easily) so we can sort all this out. Deal?"
She glitches back to her original form, and looks at me reluctantly. The dream is fading now. Before it fades, I say in thought: How am I supposed to fix this if you hinder my very presence? She goes in to shake my hand and the dream fades out.

Spoiler for Attempting to make sense of this (I fail):

Now I could go on forever about this dream, but I can sum it up rather easily:

This conversation makes no sense in the context of the last 150+ lucid dreams I've had in the last four years. That was totally out of left field, not what I expected at all, going into this. (Okay, the part about the 'Weighted Belt' thing makes sense, but basically nothing else.)
What I don't get was why Manei was suddenly so reluctant to trust me? She's basically been by my side in everything that I wanted to do, and given every indication that I was doing the right thing.
Bottom line is: She's my dream guide! If you're not telling me that you or some other DC is having trust issues with me, you have to help me fix it! That's like the first thing on your job description: Helping me.
Not only that, but if there is a problem, don't shut me out of my dreams with your magic training barrier or whatever. No! HELP me get lucid, so I can work on the problem in my dreams! That is the most counterproductive you could possibly do! You can't elude to some problem that I am a major player in, then shut me out of it!

That, or maybe this is all some stupid test or something formulated by her. Manei has been known to teach me things in weird ways like this. When I think about it, that's really the most logical conclusion I could come to.

You know, 95% of the time, Manei does a pretty good job as a dream guide, but she can really be infuriating sometimes.

And on one final note: Why are you eating grass?

I am having some dream where I was visiting this town in central America. But it feels like I am just in my own subdivision. The town has this tradition that once a year they get all this pita bread and lay it out on the floor in this huge room in a school. They then cover it in cheese and taco meat. They then (somehow) heat the pita bread so that the cheese melts holding it together. They then add lettuce and some kind of tomato sauce or hot sauce. Then they fold it up into this giant pita and cut peices out of it like a cake.
I think I was visiting the town for a project in college, and I wanted to learn more about their culture. So I was helping them lay out pieces of bread and put cheese on them.
As part of my research, I had found out what this event was called. The name of this event translates from the language of the natives (It might have been Spanish, I don't remember) into 'Celebration of the Stomach'. And the idea behind the festival was not making the giant pita, but rather trying to see who could eat the most of it. The man who cut the slices for everybody was trained to make every slice exactly the same size, and there was a competitive eating aspect to this celebration.
At one point, I recognized the total absurdity of the situation and became partially lucid. I thought about reality checking to confirm if it was a dream or manifesting my dream guide. I woke up a few moments later.

I was having some dream about walking around my university. I was standing outside the student center, kind of the main building of my university. There is an amusement ride going around the lake in the back of the center. It is some kind of roller-coaster only it doesn't go above ground. It just makes use of the terrain. Also, there is only one car, that holds four people.
I watch it go on a cycle and think about how fast and jolty the ride looks. It does not look like fun. But of course there is some DC telling me that I am a big baby for not going on what would be a rather mild ride. He says he is going to ride it. But the dream characters on it seem to be having a great time. On the second cycle it ends up coming off of the rail and rolling into the lake. Lucikly, the safety harnesses come loose and the people swim safely to shore.
Karma for that guy who called me a baby.
I walk off and somehow find myself in the wrong part of the university. I tell some other dream characters what happened to the ride.
Eventually I think I may have run into Manei, and gone to semi lucidity, but the dream got hazy and I either woke up or carried on.

I recall being in an old music store, where they sold a lot of records and cassette tapes. But they still sold new, up to date music, just in old formats. Supposedly the most popular artist this store has come kind of deal with is this black man with dreadlocks and these big sunglasses. They have posters of his album covers and concerts all over the store, and a whole rack of different records and remix tracks along the back wall.
The person at the counter, a massive hulk of a man, in both width and height, with a tattoo of a dragon running down each arm, invites me to listen to this artist's latest track. He says if I want to buy it, I can get a music player and the new album for only $20. I start listening to the track. Very much along the lines of this.

I love this kind of music. I can see why it would be popular in my dream world.

I am driving somewhere, and I get lost. I pull over by the side of this river in an open meadow/park area. I call my mom on my cell phone and ask for directions, but what she says to me makes no sense. There was a lot more to this dream, but I really can't remember it. It's not like the dream was thrillingly interesting or anything.

I am having a dream about the TV show Jonny Test (I hate this show with a passion; why the heck am I dreaming about it?! ) Anyways the main characters are trying to build a giant robot out of their house.
One of my old cartoon characters entered the dream and I went semi lucid. They started fighting the house robot with their powers. There was also some really funny line one of my characters said, but I can't recall what it was.

I was semi lucid creating this dream about my childhood. I was living in a different subdivision, one with much smaller houses than mine. In the dream, I was much younger, 8 perhaps. Manei is there, and she is younger too. I think we were chasing one another around with water guns. I think Marcus was there as well, as a young man.

I can recall I am with a large group of people, including family, vacationing in China. We are in a large, developed city that is testing this new elevated rail system. The elevated rail, at some points goes very far above ground level and connects near the top of some of the skyscrapers.
I can recall getting on it. There is a violent storm rolling in and my run is the last run before they are closing down the rail for the storm. It is already starting to rain, and there are violent lightning strikes and howling winds blowing.
The train comes to one of the places where the track goes very high off of the ground. It stops, and then a portion of the track begins moving up, like an elevator, carrying the train with it. We are lifted high above the city, and we see that the high up rail runs across the rooftops of some of the buildings in the area.
There was some aspect to the dream, like somebody had taken the wrong train and we were trying to find them in this vast city. I found myself to be annoyed by this, because I just wanted to ride the train, and not have to worry about tracking down others.
Being on the train is strangely very relaxing. There was a heater that made it warm and comfortable.


There was some other part of the dream, where I was in the same city. I was driving and my dad and some Chinese man were sitting in the back. I was supposed to be taking them out to dinner or something but I didn't know how to navigate, all of the road signs were in Chinese.
There was also some aspect to it, like I had to find a restaurant that had a good view of the ocean. I saw that some skyscrapers had missing windows due to the storm that had rolled in.
I think I ended up getting into a bad car accident and waking myself up.

There was some nightmare about the military who had shot a kid riding a dirtbike. I didn't want to look at the scene. My friend's parents were involved somehow.
...
I am in a classroom, but it feels like I am also in K's house. Everyone is turning in essays but one student just turns in a paper with sharpie written on it that says something like 'I will turn in my essay tomorrow.' Everyone in the class thinks it is funny, even the professor. But he says he is still going to give that student a bad grade.
The professor then rolls down a screen, and says that we are not doing class and simply having a movie day. The movie: some alien invasion movie where giant human body parts fall to earth. The movie is supposed to be really scary and I 'remember' not liking it. But I have to watch it for a grade, it has something to do with what we are learning in class. I might as well at least try to enjoy it. The professor says we can move anywhere in the room, so I decide to sit on the floor in the back of the room.
I sit down, and the opening credits roll. They show the alien invasion that happens through a bunch of severed human body parts. Legs, Arms, Hands, Heads, etc. They are all orbiting in a big vortex above earth. The professor asks some question about how this relates to some kind of art or something.
Then, who I could only assume was Manei entered the dream. After seeing her (my dream guide) for three years, I can sort of sense her energy, so to speak. But her energy felt off. I couldn't pinpoint what. This didn't feel like Manei. Regardless, the dream went partially lucid.
This character said that she too thought the movie was scary and wanted to be with someone. She put her arm around me. Then hugged me.
While this was happening, I started to feel her energy. A lot of warmth and love. I was actually trying to figure it out. Was I dreaming? Who was this? If this wasn't my regular guide it was somebody who felt very similar. Whoever it was, it was a very good feeling. I wished that she would hold onto me for the entire movie. She fell asleep. Then I started to feel sleepy.
We then both fell over onto the floor, and the dream went wonky.
Everything went blue, and I was in a void filled with a blue cloudy energy. I was OOB, of course.
"Hello. I am p4qRo8y5 (something or other, not Manei). I am here to ask you permission to have spiritual intercourse (sex) with you."
A blue and white hologram of certain sexy things appears in front of me during this question. It fades afterwards. I feel no need to describe them, I don't feel like using a spoiler tag today. Just let your imagination run wild.
"What... NO! I don't know who you are!"
She doesn't seem to care that I said 'no'. I don't even know why I said 'no'. I guess I just thought of the last time I had sex with a dream guide and things got very, very weird.
Anyways, this character, probably a guide, starts talking very fast. She is partially speaking in a language of thoughts and ideas, rather than spoken words. I've talked to Manei and some other DCs before. It's supposed to be faster than talking.
This object appears as a hologram in front of me. It was supposed to be some kind of visual aid for what this guide was saying, but it makes no sense to me.

"...Recently there was a spiritual rise in consciousness that caused many people around you to become more aware and awake. You, to some extent, but not the full extent did this as well ..."
The waveforms coming from the side of the shape increase. The circles begin to glow in small clusters.
She carried on about a bunch of other stuff I really couldn't care about. I don't remember anything else of what she said, but she talked for a solid minute at light speed while I looked at the diamond thing.
"... I am aware you are involved in dreaming, perhaps having some troubles with it. The problem is that you try to resolve everything with logic and reasoning, when in reality the secret to dreaming is creativity and happiness, the exact opposite. Don't feel bad for it, it is the way the human mind and society is structured. Now, tell me winch one of these jokes you find funniest."

Two jokes are presented to me as what I can only describe as very poorly animated flash movies. In the first movie, a couple of teenagers are sitting around the table. Then, a large anthropomorphic rooster shows up. But it's like not a typical rooster. It has this large cerraded beak and big buggy eyes. He then says "I've got alottt of math homework!", emphasizing the word 'Alot' in a strange way. The scene cuts back to everyone sitting at the table and they all have rooster heads.

In the second joke a boy is standing by a window. There is a city moving by outside so I can only assume he was in a mobile home. There is an Ipod on a speaker rack, and a girl walks by and turns it on. Rock-Metal instrumentals start playing. The window flies open and a flowerpot flies into the boy's face, then out the window. Some dirt is left on the boys face. "Lisa! What did I tell you about playing metal music in the house?!" The boy has a rooster head when he says this.



I then remember seeing a view, something like a you tube page with a whole bunch of these 'jokes' playing at once. Many of them have the rooster head involved in some way. One of them has this woman with these very ugly, scary looking lips. Oh god, please don't play that one.
"So..."
"Um... Neither of them. Those were not even jokes. Just random visions. ._. "
I get a dream glitch and go backwards very quickly through the scenes in the dream. I am back at the hologram of sexy things. I am then back in the classroom and the movie is still playing. I am then back outside and the military is stopped and looking at a turned over dirtbike.

I wake up.

Upon waking, I would say that the first animation was funnier.

'The problem is that you try to resolve everything with logic and reasoning, when in reality the secret to dreaming is creativity and happiness, the exact opposite.'

This is very quote-able. I should make this my signature.

I hate dry spells.

Something to do with me playing Minecraft. I had built this large house with a whole bunch of doors on one wall. When night came monsters began pouring in because I forgot to close the doors. At one point a creeper blew open the wall and mobs began coming in the hole as well.

Some cartoonist was showing me drawings and animations of how he had pulled pranks on his roommates in college. One of them involved cutting open a tube of toothpaste.