Lucid Time!

I can remember fighting for lucidity during some dream about driving down a dark road at night. I could also tell that I was partially awake as I could feel my waking life body back in bed. I was flying, and doing pretty well. I could feel my DG's presence as well. After a few minutes the dream ended and I woke up.

I am watching a history program, something to do with a man who was famous for leading an army and conquering a large area of land. The man looked a little like king Henry, but I was told that he was not in fact king Henry.
So anyways, his army is cutting a swath across the countryside when they come across this small tribal village that grows some kind of black rice. The village is in this river valley surrounded by these tall exotic trees.
The king Henry conqueror seized the village instantly. The women were raped, then killed. The children were taken to be brought up as soldiers. The men were enslaved and forced to continue farming the black rice as it was very nutritious and helped the conqueror's soldiers fight better.
I can recall the narrator of the show talked about how the slaves were actually paid in dirt. This was a joke done by the conqueror's soldiers as more dirt meant that they could farm more.
I can remember some shots of his army being stationed in the village. They have this massive wooden tower on wheels that the conqueror rides in. The tower is also equipped with catapults.
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The dream glitches and I become one of the conqueror's soldiers who is responsible for watching over the slaves. I guess the dream made a mistake there, because unlike the conqueror, I actually had morals.
I come up to one of the men while he works in the feild. I think he was the leader of the village. If not, he was important to the farming village. I 'Remember' there is another village that we did not conquer because it was high in the mountain, and did not normally make contact with the outside world. I tell him I will lead him to a safe village high in the mountain. He says he wants to gather the rest of the men in the tribe and escape with whoever is still alive. I tell him that it is too dangerous as the other soldiers still want control of the village.
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I recall seeing some of the black rice in my hand. The dream glitched a little here. I can also recall that for some reason, there is this big mound of sand in the middle of the black rice farm.
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The man tells me that I have somehow 'worthy' of his trust, even though we haven't gone anywhere yet, and I begin to lead him out to the edge of the fields. Once we make it into the jungle, we can feel a bit safer because we are not as easily spotted. We walk along the edge of the river, following it upstream. At one point, there is a massive stone bridge/dam that we must cross in order to continue. The bridge is broken at one point, and we must jump across. The man I am helping goes first. I am a little afraid that I cannot make the jump, but I manage to do so as well.
After I land, I am taken OOB and see myself and the man. We begin walking upstream again. Faster now, and knowing that soon we will be climbing a mountain.
I become partially lucid and realize that I am losing the dream but am fascinated by the story that is playing out, and I really want to see what happens next. I manage to hang on a little longer.
Some of the conqueror's men are heard coming, on horseback. It's just a random patrol. We duck behind these standing stones that are nearby, hoping that they do not spot us.

I was having some dream involving Avatar: The Last Airbender. There was an episode involving Zuko on this barge where he was fighting with this waterbending master. And he lost.
He wound up frozen inside of a small iceberg. Also frozen in there was a letter that he had written for his father, the fire lord.
I then became a character, a waterbender who was passing by and came across him frozen in the iceberg. I melted the part of the berg with the note in it and read it. I can't recall what it was about, but he was trying to earn his father's respect through the letter, just like in the show.
Then, because I was a character on the show I went on to do my own thing. I 'remembered' that I was near a secret underwater restaurant. It was very far underwater, maybe a quarter mile, so the only way to get down there was by using waterbending to make a bubble around your head.
I swam down. The restaurant is in a dome shape with a small row of windows around the top. There was an airlock that automatically let me in. I get inside. The restaurant is rather small. There are a couple of windows showing the underwater landscape, but it is pretty dark because we are so far down.
The restaurant only has two workers, a cook and a server. They have a very limited list of items on their menu and ironically, no seafood.
The dream glitched. I was back on the surface of the ocean, with a man and a large group of kids on board a modern cruise ship. We were now going out to eat in a very upscale restaurant. The kids were rowdy and bothersome, and I wanted the quiet and loneliness of the undersea restaurant back.
I actually became somewhat lucid, and teleported myself back. But the place didn't feel the same.

I was working with a construction crew on a house somewhere in the desert. The house was actually going to become mine, and I was helping them make design choices. I told the builders that I wanted another level under the basement, because in the context of the dream, I had some type of anvil looking object with a crystal ball on it that might be a target for thieves. Whatever this thing was, I had to tend to it regularly. I wanted them to hide it in the second basement.
At first they were going to build the second basement right under the first basement. But they said there was a layer of hard rock there, and it would be easier to just dig a small shaft through the hard rock then carve out the second basement in the softer rock below. They said this will cost me more money. I say that I don't care and that I will pay them $1.2 million if I have to.
At some point the construction site began to look like Minecraft and I was mining through stone with the other workers to finish the house. Somebody made a mistake and mined the wrong stone and had to fill in the area with dirt and cobblestone.

I know there was much, much more last night. I think there might have been lucidity at one point. If I remember it, I'll have to edit this entry.

The first part of the story was taking place in this midevil city guarded by a kindly dragon. The entire city was a castle built into a small mountain, and everything was 8-bit, like an old video game.
There was a story about two lovers who were really old and were not sure if they still liked each other. The man was really small and scrawny, at least at first and the woman was really big and fat.
The man said he was going to do something so that they could love each other again.
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The man and the woman were talking once more, but the man was standing behind a counter. He then said that in order to love his wife he decided to get really huge and fat like she was, so he went to the market and bought ten live pigs, and killed and ate them all. He then stepped out from behind the crate and revealed that he was huge and fat like the woman. The woman was really happy for him.
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Then something happened having to do with an evil wizard attacking the city. He cast a spell that made it rain miniature spears out of dark storm cloud. The man and the woman ran to go inside but because they were both so big and fat, they were both hit by spears and killed.
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The story was a side quest in some kind of retro game that I was playing.

The story had some tie-in to me walking around my university and seeing the man from the story, but before he became fat. He was following me, asking me if I had seen the woman that he loved, and I told him I knew the story, but didn't know where she might be.
I think I ran into S while walking around as well.

I can recall I was partially lucid creating this dream where me and Manei had been stranded on a life raft floating adrift for a week. But the weird part was that I was the director, and also the character. Like I was at two places in the same time. We came across this island and realized we were going to have to survive there until rescue came.
I can remember us taking all the supplies of the lifeboat and swimming to the island. There was a reef and we were going to have to abandon the boat.

I can recall some dream about my mom adopting this jaguar that came to live with us. It seemed pretty friendly for a wild cat, and let me pet it. It also seemed interested in swimming in this shallow pool outside of our house.
There was also something to do with with us moving to a log cabin up north.

There was some part about these rock crystals sprouting out of the ground next to our cabin, that had something to do with the people of earth disappearing.

There was a part of this dream where I was with K and I was telling her we had to leave for a remote area. Why? Because there was a nuclear power plant nearby and since everybody had vanished, there was nothing to stop it from melting down.
I can recall this connected to both of the other dreams in some way.

I woke up for a brief time.

I went back to directing the dream about the life boat. There was some aspect to it, it was like a survival show and the people had to dislike one another and not agree with their ideas to make the survival more interesting. Therefore it couldn't be Manei and I since we actually get along.
I repeated the scenario several times adding and removing characters from the life boat until it was about a couple of random, unrecognizable people.
The people had now been floating on the raft for three weeks. There were four DCs. Three male and a female, and they were now fighting over the last food. Somebody had been accused of eating all four rations of food while the others slept.

I seriously wonder what is up with my brain sometimes.

Some long and very dull dream about some activity night going on at my dorm room. Most of it already slipped through my memory anyway. Skip.

Spoiler for Proceed at your own risk:

I was back at my old high school, having the classic 'class that I forgot dream'. I was at the school after hours though, so everybody had left and I was walking down the halls alone.
I come across one of the school janitors on my way out. But he doesn't look like one of the school janitors. He's a black man, probably about 60. Very small and skinny with a thin beard and big round eyes. And he's wearing these formal British clothes with a scarf and what not, all in this obnoxious brownish-orange color.
He starts asking me questions, but some of them seem a little off. He then takes me to show me his greatest secret. He walks me over to the old trophy case and opens a secret door to a back room that I didn't know existed.
This was the weird part. He has a huge secret room, right next to where the principals office was. And the entire wall of the room, every inch of it is covered in framed photographs of erect penises. All of the photos had been taken from the same angle. The man gestures to the center of the wall where there is a photograph of a huge penis. He says it is his and that he has the biggest one out of anyone he as photographed.
He was literally the winner of a dick measuring contest.
There is also a duplicate of the trophy case along each side wall of the room. Both trophy cases were filled with adult penis toys.
The man keeps giving me this really creepy look where he smiles and his eyes seem to bug out of his head. His teeth look fake. I woke up. It was the middle of the night.

I can recall in being what felt like my cousin's sub. I was walking down the street. I had become partially lucid.
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My recall is more than a little patchy but I can recall at one point, I went inside of a house. The first room had a bunch of doors in it. There is also a bed and a dresser. A small piece of wallpaper peeled off from between two doors, entirely by itself.
The wallpaper then folded itself into a diaper. Parts of stretched out to become small legs and part of it ripped to become a mouth. Oh yeah, and because it was a diaper, it was full with crap that came out of nowhere. It had basically become this little monster thing that I wound up fighting.
The diaper had some connection to the house. Like the family that lived there had a baby and they made diapers out of wallpaper or something.
So we ended up having the worlds longest fight. I held the upper hand being... well a human and not a diaper. I can't recall the fight play-by-play but there was a part where I was whacking it with a big stick that I found under a bed that was in the room. There was a part where the diaper climbed onto the ceiling and tried to jump down on top of me.
There was even a part where I used firebending and the 'Fus roh dah' shout from Skyrim to blast it into a corner.
Eventually for whatever reason, the diaper monster became a squirrel. At this point I stopped fighting it and turned to walk back outside, only to find that the door that had led me into this random room led back out into my bedroom.
I looked outside. The weather was cold and grey. A rumble of thunder was heard in the distance. For whatever reason I decided I wanted to try flying. I opened the window, forced out the screen. I then did a last-minute stabilization by rubbing my hands together, and saying 'I'm dreaming!'
I then jumped out the window, and fell like a rock into the bush below my window.
Then I suddenly thought "What if this is real life, and I just jumped out of the window in real life?!" I did a nose pinch. I could breathe.
"Wait..." I said to myself. I forget what indicates being in a dream. Being able to breathe or not being able to breathe? Because I can most defiantly breathe." I then remember, being able to breathe means you are dreaming.
For a few moments I managed to anchor myself on the cold wind that was blowing in the dream. I start to become very lucid when I lose the dream.

FA in my college dorm room. I have peed in the bed. I get up and start changing out of my clothes.

FA in my home bedroom. I have peed in the bed here as well. I do a reality check and become lucid momentarily lucid before FAing once more.

FA. Something to do with the Simpsons of all things. Bart is buying these special schoolbooks that come with cereal. Supposedly these were supposed to help improve his grades because if you read the books while eating the cereal, you remember them better. Bart his happy because the cereal is dinosaur shapes.

I wake up into WL. Reality check and fortunately, I have not wet the bed.

Given I went to bed at 2:00am last night, I'm surprised I had any recall at all.

Anyways, I am with a group of astronomers, two I believe. I recall they are looking at this very large blue star in a nearby galaxy that they call Kipo 581.
There was something to do with them studying it. They were trying to prove that they could learn everything about it only using old fashioned astronomy techniques.
Something to do with them giving up on old astronomy techniques. They got in contact with NASA and launched a new telescope into orbit. The telescope was supposed to see if there were planets in orbit around the star.

I am taking part in a scientific study that looks at how to prevent another 9/11 type attack. They are researching building materials that can resist aircraft crashing into them.
The test takes place on a flat, tropical island that is mostly an open, grassy plain. There is a small base in one corner of the island and there are mock skyscraper frames, two of them nonetheless erected in the center.
And I am to pilot two defective military UAVs into the towers, one into each tower, just like 9/11. I remember it being like some sort of video game, where I was controlling the UAV in third person. On my first pass, I actually missed, so I came around and stalled the aircraft above the tower coming down on top. The test was still conclusive and the scientists said the material seemed strong enough. They wanted me to fly another aircraft into the other tower though.
I lined up the aircraft and gunned the engine full throttle wanting to put these materials to the test. I hit the tower hard enough that I managed to bend a few of the supports.
The scientist appreciated that I did the second test at a different speed. He said that he had gotten some good data.

FA. My roomie (we'll call him D) says there has been a snowstorm. Three inches of snow. All classes cancelled. I look out the window and see that he is correct.
I drive home from college on weekends, so I may as well drive home now. D says the storm is going to continue all the way to sunday. I tell him that If I don't leave now, conditions are only going to get worse. I get my keys and start to leave.

This dream was long, not very vivid, and pretty glitchy, but stuck to the higher levels of lucidity for me.

Anyways, I recall being on a small tropical island. There is a large mountain made of a tan-colored rock in the middle and a wavy coastline of coves and peninsulas circling the island. There are a large number of palm trees, of course. The sky is clear and the sun is coming down on us, but the sky had this kind of yucky yellow tint.
I am sitting on the beach, talking with Manei about many different things. I can't recall most of them, but I remember (and this is very strange) one of us was talking about programming an MMORPG game, something like World of Warcraft, and we were talking about the creatures that you could mount on in the game. The only mount was this huge eagle, like the ones from LOTR.
But the creature has customization. You can change different aspects of it such as the wings and the head to make it look more like a dragon or another creature, but no matter what you do the graphic model is the same and the mount always looks like a bird.
I can recall this one option for the creature that makes the wings look distressed. Some of the bird's feathers will be missing. This is supposed to be a very rare option to unlock.
At this point, one of the large bird creatures comes down and lands on a large rock on the island. It has the distressed wings and looks like some kind of zombie or demon because of the other options that have been picked.
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I tell Manei I want to explore the island. It seems rather small. So I start flying, but hover no more than a foot or two across the ground, and float along the beach attempting to circle the island.
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The dream glitched and I recall telling her that I was leaving to explore the island, and actually leaving twice. The second time I nearly circled the entire island. I recall there being another, smaller island offshore that I wanted to go to.
I also recall looking in the water. There were thousands of these smooth brown round stones just out past the shore. Each one was about two inches across. They all looked the same. For some reason, I thought that they were actually eggs of some kind.
I also recall there were huge wooden chairs on the island. They looked like sculptures that somebody had built out of fallen trees and bamboo found on the island, and tied together with vines and grasses. Some of them were overgrown by other plant life and collapsed, or had sunk into the beach due to erosion.
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Just as I was going back to ask Manei about the giant chairs and what they meant a huge dream glitch occurred. I was now in a completely different location.
There was a huge home made out of dark red bricks in front of me. The front end of the home was built into the top of a steep hillside. Manei followed me through to the new dream.
Marcus was there. (Hey, long time no see...) and he seemed thrilled to see me. He told me that this was his latest work. It was a dream house for me and all of my dream characters to live in. He told me that he has a tour all planned out and wants to show me everything the house has to offer.
So we follow him in. The front room goes through two floors and doesn't seem to be decorated at all. It also feels like the front room of my grandparent's house. Marcus states that he isn't quite done building the house and the interior still needs some work. He then states that the house has (between 4 and 8, cannot recall now. I think it was 4 at the time, but was supposed to be 8 in the future) robot butlers. One of them is in the front room and it looks as though he is getting ready to paint it. There are a couple of human workers in here too.
He then shows me the kitchen. It is huge, with a walk-in pantry and refrigerator. It feels like my friend K's kitchen. He says that there are three floors above this and five floors below this. (it was a huge house.)
Marcus then took us downstairs. There was a huge three-story deep room here. There were two levels of walkways circling around a huge multilevel courtyard. On each of the three levels there are ten doors. He states that this area allows room for thirty people to each have their own private bedroom and bathroom.
I ask him if perhaps this is a bit much, given I only have three two recurring dream characters and they are both right here. Perhaps a more modest dwelling would suit us better. He doesn't really respond.
We actually get into a bit of a scuffle here. I tell him that having such a huge house is wasteful. He tells me that this is just a dream and there is no such thing as wasteful. Well I suppose the only way it could be more wasteful is if we didn't live in the space.
I see where there must have been an error with construction. There is a place where the walkway doesn't connect and some of the bedroom doors open out over nothing. I use dream control to construct the part of the walkway. Marcus thanks me.
We continue downwards. There is a saltwater pool down here, and the room lets out onto the lower side of the hill where outside there is another pool. There are two hot tubs, one outside and one inside. There is also a sauna. The entire room is covered in tiles save for one corner, where a robot butler is hard at work tiling the wall. This one is actually wearing a butler's clothes and I think that it looks funny.
Marcus tells me that the bottom most floor is where the laundry room is, along with most of the utilities, and that the robot butlers work down there.
Then I see that my parents are swimming in the pool there. I 'remember' that they are visiting to see where I am living. My dad gets out of the water and stands next to me. He starts giving me this big grumpy lecture about living on my own and being responsible. I just ignore him, because I really didn't get enough of that in WL.
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Yet another dream glitch. We are back at the front of the house. I notice three very sporty looking cars parked in the drive. One of them has large wheels, no top and is black. Another is a large white hummer limo. And the last one is a sports car that was either orange or yellow.
There were a couple other massive houses nearby, some even dwarfing mine. I recall one made out of tan bricks next door. I recall there is a stepped waterfall running between the two houses that leads into the outdoor swimming pool on the low side of the hill.
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The rest of the tour happens very fast. I almost feel as though the information is being 'downloaded' into my memory. I see flashes and am bombarded with loads of information before waking up. Basically:

Spoiler for Giant House Recap:

Basement level: Utilities, Robot Butler housing unit in a sealed room that won't let anybody besides Marcus or the Robots in. There is also a bunker down here.

1st Floor: Tiled room with saltwater pool and hot tub leads out onto the low side of the house where there is a large outdoor pool and another hot tub. There is also a gazebo, outdoor kitchen, and a small zen garden.
I think there was a gaming room, but I did not get to see it.

2nd-4th Floors: Each floor has ten bedrooms connected to a private bathroom.

5th Floor: Main entry room, Kitchen and dining room with walk in pantry, fridge, main bathroom. There is also a balcony connected to the kitchen and a living room with a huge TV.

6th Floor: Library, Computer room, Second Living Room, Two more bathrooms.

7th Floor: This is Marcus' private floor, there is only one stairwell that leads up to the top floor that is not private. The rest of the floor has a master bedroom, master bathroom, private library/study, miniature kitchen, and a workshop.

8th floor (Attic): Parts of the roof have skylights, making a green house. There is also a part of the roof that can open revealing a pair of helicopter landing pads. There is even a small radio room for an air controller to work in.

The house has a garage that I do not recall seeing with a bunch of high-end cars for us. One of the cars, cannot recall what it looked like was for me.

There were two elevators in the house that I did not see before, running from the second to seventh floor.

Wish I could have gone to bed earlier than 12:15 last night. College work and Lucid Dreaming just don't blend well.

I am in the park by my subdivision. There are a few other people there. One of them is Tenzin from Legend of Korra. He is teaching me airbending. I am also slightly aware that this isn't real life.
He explains that in this exercise I need to learn to associate the movements of the opponent with how the air they bend will react. So what he will do is use his airbending to blow around a large cardboard box. I have follow the box, but not by looking at it, but by looking at his motions to see where the box is being moved to. When he finishes the box will drop, and if it lands on me, then I 'win'.
So we begin. I was slightly lucid and my sixth sense kicks in. I was also able to sometimes see where the box was out of my peripheral vision. Regardless I am able to complete the exercise flawlessly twice. I can remember the second time the box actually fell upside down over my head. I thought it was funny, but, like on the show, Tenzin has no sense of humor.
After this he gets very mad saying that no novice should be able to complete this exercise and states that he has been going easy on me. He then picks up the box in a wind current and zings it far away before I can run and catch it, and says that that was a failure and I have to start over.
Geeze... um... temper?

The dream starts off rather strange. I am one of the last humans alive, living alone in a wooden shack at the bottom of a canyon. It feels a little bit like Minecraft but also looks to be rendered very realistically at times.
I can recall taking some time to explore the canyon and try to figure out how to get up to the surface. When I do get up, I see that there are birch trees everywhere. I think that I could probably cut some down at some point in order to craft more items. But no time for that right now, I'm just exploring. I also come across a couple cave entrances that look like they could hold some valuable minerals.
I head back to the shelter only to find a witch there. I take out my sword (Iron nonetheless) and begin combat. The witch begins evading my attacks and throwing vials of poison. I think by accident she threw a couple of resist fire potions at me as well. My health drop low and I try to eat a golden apple (HP powerup in Minecraft), but die before I can finish.
Dang it.
I respawn. I feel like I am not too far from my shelter. I am in a grassland. I begin heading in the general direction that I believe my shelter is in. Minecraft begins to look more and more like WL. I see that the blocks have begun meshing and becoming smooth rolling hills.
"Man, this grassland goes on forever!" I said to myself.
I then came to a hill with a drop off on the opposite side. Ran of the top and jumped. I just floated there.
Then I became lucid. I was flying. The minecraft world shifted away and it became my subdivision.
I was hovering above the intersection with my street and the next one over. I wanted to start heading towards my house. I actually landed and then came back up once more. Flying felt very strange. I felt as though gravity was extremely low. The only time I found myself falling was when I stopped and hovered without pushing up, and even then, only found myself floating down a few inches. It was almost as if I were flying in 0-G.
I actually decided to see what my hand looked like when I was pushing with it. I held my hands up in front of me and pushed my energy through my arms. There were little bluish-white jets of flame, no more than six inches. I think to myself what it might be like to generate really big jets and rocket through the air very quickly.
I then recalled the last time I had flown in my neighborhood and the funny thing the dream had done. I wanted to see if that would happen once more. So I had to get above the roofs of the houses.
I went upwards at an angle, and spotted some trees ahead of me that were not there IWL. I stopped by thrusting backwards as to not hit them. I then went straight up, but the trees seemed to be moving, almost blocking me from going up. But the trees were moving rather slowly. It became a game of reflexes to try and ascend past the trees.
Eventually one of them grabbed me and wrapped a branch around me. I lost lucidity and had an FA.
I was with my roommate and his friends. Our room was now on the first floor and led out into a swimming pool. This made us special because we had a private swimming pool in our dorm and could invite other people over for parties.
I can recall at one point somebody brought a big bag of snow to put in the freezer. It was for making snow cones and it tasted really good; I was eating it out of the bag, and had to stop myself.
My roommate and his friends were talking about when they would have parties and who would come. Then [DREAM LOGIC] The witch from Minecraft appeared. But outside of Minecraft, she was very beautiful. She stated that she was never evil and only wanted to help prevent the water from freezing over in the winter. We apologized for fighting with one another and I woke up.[/DREAM LOGIC]

My recall wasn't very good last night. I know there was much, much more to this dream.

I remember having a lucid dream in my bedroom. Manei is there though she doesn't look quite like herself. (Come to think of it she really just looked like Krista with black hair.) We are both sitting on my bed and she is telling me about other forms she can take in dreams.
She then goes on to tell me about how dream guides generally appear as the opposite gender of the person they are guiding. She then tells me about how she has never been a dream guide for a girl because she isn't good at appearing as a boy.
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How is this information relevant to anything?
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I lost some lucidity and realized that I had to go pee. I told her to just give me one minute and I went into the bathroom. There were dozens of laundry baskets in the room and there was a small pathway to the toilet. When I finally got to the toilet I realized that I couldn't find relief.
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I had to wake myself up and went to the toilet IWL. I tried to WBTB, but it didn't get me anywhere.

I can't recall exactly the setup or motivations of the characters, but this is some kind of training or test to become an action hero. Today's lesson: blowing up a shark. Yes. A live one.
The setting is this lake. But there are these modular plastic platforms placed out on it that make a swimming pool like area. There is another smaller pool with a huge shark in it. The instructor, a middle aged man who's black hair I recall vividly for some reason, tells me to get in. He then gives me what I need for the mission. One Katana and one block of C4.
Then he releases the shark into the main pool and tells me to go. I take a deep breath and dive underwater. The shark has been starved so it swims straight toward me. I remember my training and that I am actually supposed to swim toward the shark and time it so that I go in without getting injured by the teeth.
I swim forward, very quickly and manage to shoot right into the shark's open mouth. The jaws close behind me and I am sucked down into the stomach. The stomach is a weird place. It's hot and there is actually an air pocket, but it doesn't seem like I can breathe the air. I still have the block of C4 in one hand. I feel for the button to arm it (it was dark in there. The only light was from an LED on the side of the explosive.) When I press the button I see 15 seconds come up on the screen.
Now for the hard part. I have to cut out of the shark. I remember in training when you do this, Ideally you want to do it from the side. I try to figure out based on how I am oriented what the side of the shark is. I cut through and see water starts coming in. Good, that means my blade went all the way to the outside. I make a wide cut, about 3 feet and then abandon the sword and squeeze through. This was by far the hardest part to do. But eventually I managed to push through back into the water.
There is a big cloud of blood in the water. But how often is it the shark's blood that makes the big cloud? When I think about it, the shark already looked dead at this point. I swim up to the surface gasping for breath.
After one deep breath- Ker-Blam goes the shark. A big plume of water shoots up behind me. I take a couple more breaths and the instructor says that I get a passing grade on this test. I ask the instructor about killing sharks. He tells me that the sharks are grown from clones and are mindless and cannot feel pain. This doesn't make me feel much better about it though.

I am now swimming in the lake outside of the pool area with a couple friends. The instructor is there too. He tells me about this skinny blonde kid who was his last student and actually died doing the shark test. Apparently he forgot the part about swimming toward the shark and getting past its teeth.

I recall some dream about my family staying at this very upscale hotel somewhere in England. The hotel has an odd mixture of very modern and very Victorian feel to it. I was at the swimming pool area, looking around when I decided that I wanted to go into the hot tub. I come over and in the hot tub was supposedly some very important female politician and two secret service agents who wore their sunglasses into the hot tup.
I started to get in, but she said I couldn't. It would cost me $15 for every minute I spent in the hot tub and asked if I had a deal. And I'm like forget that. I turn and leave before she charges me for breathing her air or something.
I am walking, planning on leaving the pool area and going back to my hotel room. Another lady politician who looks a little younger shows up. She tells me that she wants to give me a special deal. For one payment of $14.85, she will let me into the hot tub. But there is this whole other part of the deal like I have to strip down in the naked and go into the main swimming pool or something.
I leave very mad and say "Forget that!". I walk over to the far edge of the pool area, and start looking out the window. The hotel has this huge panoramic window on the pool that looks out over the city. I recall it being nighttime. Then another person that I remembered being a politician comes over. He says he is going to charge me $5 for looking out of his window.
I paused and started ranting about how these people are politicians and they are such Dbags, charging people to use things that are not even theirs. I get halfway through my rant and become lucid... for some reason.
I immediately slip into drunken lucidity though. I begin hovering above the ground and float over to the hot tub. The first lady is still in it.
"Oh, did you change your mind?"
"Yes."
I use telekinesis and lift both her and the secret service agents out of the hot tub. I look above and the pool room is actually several stories high. There are a couple of concrete support beams supporting the hotel. I place the three of them on the highest beam with no way to get down and cut the telekinesis.
"When you learn you lesson you can come down from there!"
I then get my cummupins and lose the dream. I wake up and then fall back asleep.

Ahh that was good lucid revenge.

Some dream about watching documentary talking about how radioactive waste is handled in developing countries. They were talking about how they had to transport it on a dangerous railway through the mountains and used these special weighted train cars that were less likely to tip over.
The doccumentary shows people loading the waste by hand into the train cars. The waste is stored in these large lozenge shaped steel canisters that look a little bit like atomic bombs. Each one is about the size of a person. It takes two people to lift one though. The strange thing is that they are just throwing them into the car.
I then see the train leave the back of the power plant. I notice how wobbly it is on the rails and recall how the cars are weighted on the bottom, so even if they wobble they won't fall over.
The documentary cuts to the actual disposal site. It is in a river. People here dispose of the canisters by hand. Everyone here is strong enough to lift one canister by themselves and they wear full sacks of rice over their bodies to absorb the radiation. They carry them about a quarter mile from the train station to the river, the best people can do it without stopping for a rest. The canisters are put into the river that is later covered with soil and then the river is redirected so that the canisters don't pollute the world with their radioactivity.
They are showing footage of the canisters being lined up in a pile in the river when something truly horrific happens. One of the men begins bleeding horribly, spraying more blood than should have been in his body everywhere from a large wound on his back. Everyone runs screaming and fearful. A similar occurrence happens to several more people. Everybody is thrown into a panic. A few people take out guns and begin firing. The river runs red with blood.
I can recall the people on the documentary focus in on this one woman. I think she was part of the crew filming the documentary. A man with a gun makes her kneel down and then shoots her in the head over and over. At this point, I decide to 'turn off' the documentary.
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Something to do with Clover, or a similar looking monster attacking in England. I think it was the same city that the hotel from the first dream was in.
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Some other stuff happened that I cannot recall. The world is falling into chaos. The shooting at the nuclear waste site and the clover monster were connected to it somehow.
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I recall being at my grandparent's house.
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I am walking with someone late at night. Somehow all of the dreams that I just had were connected. They had to do with the world gradually falling into chaos and darkness.
I think the person I was walking with was Manei. I felt her energy even though I was nonlucid.
I recall seeing someone had hung three dreamcatchers from a chain-link fence. I saw one of them was smoldering. When I looked closer, I saw that the ring had broken and the net inside of it was partially gone.

At first me and the other dream character were a bit confused and then we suddenly got it. The things that were attacking earth and causing all of the chaos were actually people's nightmares! I turned and looked at a nearby house. I think to myself that if these people will let me sleep in a bed I can have a lucid dream and somehow fighting back.
It was also at this point that I realized that I was actually the main character in some movie that was about how lucid dreamers fought nightmares that were attacking earth. It was a confusing system.
So basically what I had to do was sleep, have a lucid dream and then 'come back' to 'WL' earth while still in the dream. I could then see and fight the nightmares much more clearly. I run into the house and tell the people my crazy plan. The people in the house are a middle aged man and a woman. The man is actually a centaur.
I wake up.

Just gonna put the whole thing in a spoiler tag. This dream doesn't strike any personal issues with me, but some people might find it inappropriate.

Proceed at your own risk.

Spoiler for not for the faint of heart:

So there is some kind of Sex Ed class being taught in my front yard, and there is a thick fog all around. I can remember there being a blackboard in the yard.
The class is taught by (and I am not just trying to be entertaining here, I actually dreamed this) A giant talking condom. That's right. I recall a giant condom package floating down out of the fog. The condom slipped out of the side. It stood on the open end, and the head literally had a face formed from wrinkles in the plastic. Looking back the face actually looked rather frightening. I wonder why I wasn't frightened by it in the dream.
So this... monstrosity begins the sex ed class. It draws some... well let's just say some descriptive pictures on the blackboard, and starts talking about them. I take note of who else is in the class. I remember seeing my old high school crush, my friend S and a couple other random people. There are seven or eight of us, total.
The condom continues on with the lesson. He keeps making all of these inappropriate innuendos about me and my crush who are both acting very embarrassed. I think there was another couple who he was poking fun at too.
Eventually the boy and girl in the other couple get sick of it and tell him to stop being so perverted. The condom says that this is part of the lesson. That people need to stop thinking sex is some kind of taboo. Sex is a part of life, and we should all embrace that.
You know he's got a point there.
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The condom is now talking about other aspects of healthy life. He tells me to come up and gives me a lit cigarette and tells me to try it so he can make a point about not smoking. I tell him no. He tells me he will fail me if I don't try it.
I put it in my mouth and take a deep breath. Just like that, my lungs froze up and I felt like I couldn't breathe at all. I began spewing a cloud of thick smoke from my mouth and fell down. I was struggling to breathe, and as I blacked out, I woke up.

This is a big mish-mash of stuff from the last couple days. I've been caught up with college.

I am at S's house. But it feels more like my grandmother's house mashed with some completely unfamiliar elements. S is having a birthday party, and has invited only me and seven or eight very attractive girls.
S is in his room all alone, and the girls are doing shots (and drunk as all heck). The invite me to try and drink the most, and give me a big glass of tequila. I take it, and when nobody is looking, pour it out the open window.
S calls us into his bedroom, that looks more like a hotel room with two beds. He sits everyone down and we start playing apples to apples.

My extended family (so a lot of people) are being taken to a very upscale movie theater by my cousin to see Divergent. We get there and the movie starts by explaining the post-apocalyptic setting. But then it begins to deviate from the plot some.
Man, why does this always happen? A dream glitch occurs and I become a character the movie.
So it turns out this isn't Divergent, but rather some other movie. The plot is as follows, and it's complicated.
Meteorites containing an unknown alien element come crashing to earth. There are just a few at first, but slowly more and more of them begin to arrive. When the meteorites impact they create what are known as psychic wormholes. These are portals intertwining the planets of the inner solar system (that have also been hit by these meteorites) as well as the distant origin star system. The portals can effect a human's consciousness by hypnotizing them to walk into the portal, turning them into a zombie, or just trying to kill them.
Humanity built anti-oribtal laser cannons to combat the meteorites and prevent the portals from covering too much of the earth's surface. Although a large percentage of the earth is already under the influence of these portals, there are small zones where the remaining humans live that are free from the psychic effects of the portals.
Occasionally scientists and others go outside of the safe zones to study the portals and look for ways to destroy them. But only people with what's known as a 'psychic resistance' can leave the safe zones and study the portals.
I can remember that I am one of the people that is going outside the safe zone. I am waiting in a field alongside others. Some people are saying goodbye to their families and hugging one another and what not, because of the people turned into zombies, going near the portals is dangerous.
My character is however, an orphan. I have nobody to say goodbye to.
While I am waiting in the field, I notice the surroundings. I recall there being a huge concrete pedestal in the field with a telescope observatory dome on top of it. But rather than a telescope there is this huge steel cone with prongs on the end of it. There is a red conduit going up the side. I think to myself that is probably one of the anti-orbital lasers.
A small boat pulls up in a lake by the field, and people start getting on. That is the boat that take us outside the safe zone. I take note of how cramped the boat looks but then remember that the ride is not very long. I get on-board.
It was at this point that I met a character called The Marshall. He was this huge, brawny man who wore a cowboy hat and motorcycle goggles. He divided everyone up into groups, each one of us was to investigate one portal. They needed as many people as possible for these missions so anyone with psychic resistance had to come.
My group wound up being with a very young, brown haired boy, probably six or seven. An elderly woman, at least 70. And a woman with short black hair who was probably in her 20's. She looked like as though she was very experienced with going outside of the safe zones.
I can remember the Marshall passes out a printed test to everyone to make sure that they have the psychic resistance that he needs.
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The dream skips ahead to my group walking through the streets of an overgrown city. The black-haired woman has a detector used for locating the exact location of the wormhole. The old woman, who was around before the meteors struck, knows this city because she used to live in this town.
We end up finding the wormhole on the floor of an abandoned Cafe. It is a small blue energy vortex bound onto the floor, perhaps a foot in diameter. It seems to distort the tiles around it, making them appear to twist with it.
I walk into the cafe, through the broken front wall, and the black haired girl tells me not to go too close. Even though I have psychic resistance, I can still hear the wormhole calling to me, telling me to jump in. I decide to give in to it, even though I could easily fight off the desire.
I can remember walking over to the spot on the floor. I look up at the ceiling and see a small hole, no bigger than a baseball with sunlight streaming though and think about the meteor falling through it. I then jump into the portal.
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I am high above the earth's atmosphere. The moon is huge and very close to earth. Mars is smaller and visible on above the moon. I start falling toward the earth and burning up in the atmosphere.
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I am standing in what feels like the entrance to an ancient city. There are roman-styled buildings made out of a white crystal all around. They appear crumbled and in a state of disrepair but are still beautiful. There are cherry blossom trees everywhere, and the air is thick with flower petals. There are so many petals that they form a thin layer, perhaps an inch thick on the ground.
Hands break through the thick mat of petals and grab me around the ankles, and start pulling me in. It feels like the petals are much deeper now, and the scent of them is overwhelming. I struggle and scream but it is muffled. I start to become lucid. I wake up.

I am at my university. I am walking around and come across this very odd dorm building that looks like a motel. It is supposed to have really fancy dorms but looks very junky and beat-up.
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I am having a fight with somebody. We both have mild superpowers. I can recall we are fighting in the parking lot. I pick up a small white car and try to throw it at him.
I recall very vivid imagery as the car skids down the parking lot hitting another car and then my opponent. I can remember hearing one of the car's alarms going off.
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I then tried to chase the opponent who as acting like he didn't want to fight anymore.