Lucid Time!

Never thought I would feel so accomplished after having a couple of sloppy dream fragments. But I figured out something that's been bothering me for a very long time.

I recall one dream. I am living on my own in a very hermit-like way. I live in a small prefab home by the freeway and have become in some way obsessed with lucid dreaming. I can recall that for some reason, the entire home is filled with dreamcatchers.
The thing I remember was that some young girl, perhaps 14 showed up. I told her to go away, and that she couldn't gain anything from coming to where I lived. She said she would leave, but she asked me to read this note she had been given first. I open the envelope. The note is actually typed into a very nice greeting card.

*The part that I typed randomly I couldn't make out. I was just trying to match what I recall the note looking like. One line that went across and another below it with just a couple of words.

Spoiler for Girl's Note:

Tpoaif aopfjei fja aieifmvei ftyanvm laiey kapoiet afpoihea
opienv afjioaev.

42-42-564

You and me are the same.

For some reason, the girls not tipped me off to something, like I could trust her. I let her come inside my trailer home (that was a mess) and she and I made lunch and started talking about various things. Cannot recall what.
One thing I forgot to mention before; but by the power of editing I bring it to you.
The girl made macaroni and cheese and we were eating it on paper plates. But it was not a normal portion. The entirety of both paper plates was covered all the way to the top like a cone; macaroni and cheese. (So a lot.) and we were eating it with these huge spoons.
...
I am at the beach. But the dream is very unstable and I feel like there is no sea, just sand. My family is there but I leave them to go alone. I begin walking along the beach seeing the sea phase in and out of existence, being replaced by a sandy flat. I feel somewhat depressed.
At some point or another the sea comes back but it doesn't look right. There are huge, turbulent waves and the sea doesn't go to the horizon, it only runs out a few hundred feet then becomes a sandy flat stretching to the horizon. There are also boulders jutting out of the water. Some people on the beach are trying to swim in the sea but it didn't look like very much fun, given the big waves and all.
I began talking with a dream character who was another lucid dreamer. Supposedly a really good one. We talked for a long time, but I can't recall any of our diolouge.
I just recall this one line from our conversation. It was something I said while nonlucid.

"...I don't know... Lucidity is just so hard to get."

At that moment, I stopped and started to question my reality, but before I could get very far I was awake.
...
I went back to bed.

I recall a couple more dreams, but they were mind-numbingly boring. There was a dream where I rode my bike onto someone's lawn and they got all mad with me and made me pay for it by vacuuming their living room.

There was another dream about my college where I was carrying a huge load of stuff out to my car.

But I want to talk about something, that last line I said while talking to that other lucid dreamer.

"...I don't know... Lucidity is just so hard to get."

When I woke up, I asked myself why on earth would I say something like that to another LDer? If I were talking to someone IWL, I wouldn't say lucidity is hard to get, I would probably say something more like:

"Lucidity is easy! Just use autosuggestion and do some RC's"

It didn't take me long to figure it out. There is some type of conflict here. Consciously, I believe that lucid dreaming is easy, but Subconsciously, I have been disillusioned into believing that it is hard. (By who or what, IDK)
But now comes my question? How do i speak to my subconscious about this? (Especially if you can't access it through a lucid dream reliably.) It's sort of like a catch 22. I need to talk to my subconscious but I can't talk to my subconscious because my subconscious won't let me.
It's like trying to call the phone company because your calls aren't going through.



Ideas, anyone?

Rather boring in comparison to the last couple nights. I am with a big group of people playing this game where you have to pass a small wooden board around. The dream went on for some time, but was very uninteresting. I did get mildly lucid toward the end of the dream.

...Disappointing really considering the amount of effort that went in yesterday.

I hardly recall anything. I was with... er whatever the heck this thing was. I thought it better to draw it rather than try and explain it.

It was a strange creature. It's body looked as hard as stone, but it was still able to move and flex in a bubbly, cartoonish way. It was leading me through what felt like a city, though some of the buildings were floating, and the sky was black. The place was very blurry and everything looked to be a bluish-grey color.
The creature spoke, though it had no mouth. It had a disc where it's head should have been with three 'eyes'. The disc was always rotating slowly clockwise. And the five colored circles going up its body seemed to glow. On a final note, the creature was not very large. Perhaps three or four feet tall.
I woke up not remembering much. My lucidity was not very clear.

I was on a date with some girl. She asked me to order her five foot-long hotdogs with mustard from a nearby hotdog stand.

I really had the cards stacked for a lucid last night. Went to bed at 9:30, attempted 3 WBTBs, all of them failures, and lets not forget the brute force autosuggestion.

I can recall some dream where I in photoshop was retouching a photo of some beautiful woman standing on the beach at sunset.

I can recall that there had been a house developed in the soccer feild by the middle school. I later discovered that, In fact there were a couple of small buildings homes connected by a dirt path. I was walking around them looking for my bike or something.
I thought that the houses were abandoned, or waiting to be bought, but I eventually I found that there was a big group of people having a party inside one of the houses. A few of them came outside and nagged me about being on their property.

But by far the best of what I can recall was a dream about a post-apocalyptic world. Me, A and some of my other friends were a part of a mech fighting corps. In this corps, there were squads of 5-10 pilots. Missions were often very difficult so an entire squad was needed. Also, every squad had a matching emblem and a unique coloration to their squad.
Our squad, I think had a skull and crossbones emblem, and we all used an ice-blue digital camo best suited to missions in arctic. In fact, I think our squad had a reputation for our effectiveness in tundra and arctic missions.
We geared up for our mission in a huge hangar bay. My mech was actually out for repairs, after having taken heavy damage on our last mission. A was injured and unable to pilot his. so I had to pilot A's mech. Our squad was deployed to a foggy mountain valley area, and from what I can recall it was only me and S, piloting his own mech. S was also the commander of our squad.
I think that our last mission had involved heavy losses on the part of the squad, many of our members had been killed and/or had their mechs destroyed. But the nation we were working for was deploying the two of us out of desperation.
I can recall our mechs walked for some time. A's mech that I was piloting was a medium weight design that could 'run'. It had huge missile racks on either side and two machine guns for back up. I can recall the machine guns were designed for long missions and had a large ammo stockades mounted on them. I was grumbling a little about the design choices in his mech, having been more used to my own custom design.
We arrived at the rendezvous point. My view went into a 3rd person chase cam, like I was playing a video game. We were in a mountainous region with huge boulders and steep cliffs creating a maze of passages. There were rivers in the canyons, but they were shallow enough that our mechs could easily traverse them. It was foggy and visibility was low.
Our mission is to defend a vital communication outpost from enemy forces. The outpost is a huge satellite dish based atop one of the mountains. There is also a large derelict concrete pyramid that used to function as a base and and had room for a single mech inside. I had 'flashbacks' to the early days of the war. Before entire squads of mechs were common. I had been one of the very first pilots, and I had been stationed at that pyramid structure.
S went inside of it and explained that the concrete channeled his radar and he would be able to easily pick up incoming enemies.
"You got two scouts coming from the east!"
"We just got here!"
I turn. The enemy has very simplistic mechs. I get the feeling their technology must not be as advanced as ours. I open fire, testing the weapon systems on A's mech. I make a note that the rocket pods do not carry much ammunition. Their armor sucks too, I tear them both apart with a few good hits.
S calls out more enemies coming from another direction. I turn and see what I 'remember' being called accelerator tanks. They are large four wheeled vechiles with their wheels on long struts that can bend and compress thanks to springs and joints. They are designed to go fast, even in rugged environments like this. They do not however have very powerful weapons or thick armor. I dispatch them rather easily as well.
S calls out more enemies. I turn back the way the first group came and see both enemy mechs and more accelerator tanks. I unleash a hail of missiles thinking this is their main force and take them down just as they come over a nearby hill.
"Uh... we've got a problem..."
I turn and look. Cresting a hill nearby are about three dozen enemy mechs and several more accelerator tanks. They open fire. I run behind the pyramid and S backs out of the hangar bay. His mech has some type of mortar weapon. Using the pyramid for cover, we are able to hold our own. The enemy is advancing on us, but just as it looks like we are about to turn the tide, there is a blinding flash of light and a huge explosion, knocking my mech over.
I turn to see where S's mech once stood there is now just a pair of mechanical legs with burning stump atop them. A glowing plasma trail highlights the air. I follow it to see an advanced enemy mech, a huge six legged beast, painted all black with a massive rail gun mounted on top.
My mech gets up and the rail gun resets and prepares to kill me. I'm already pinned by the enemy squad we were fighting, and am pretty much doomed to die by the hands of this enemy.
Just as he is about to fire, an artillery round strikes him, causing him to miss. An allied squad of 8 or 9 custom mechs from our nation enters the fray. This squad has a red and orange camo and uses a yellow falcon with a gun in it's talons as their emblem. This is another squad, one that I 'remembered' being very famous. The commander of the comes on the radio, who I think was a female, and asks if I could use a hand with these guys. Of course, I say yes.
What followed was a full on battle. Now I'll admit that the dream up until this point was pretty cool. But a 10v100 battle in ten story combat mechs. What could be cooler?! The battle was insane, and this red squadron is really good. Some of their mechs have these advanced laser weapons that are cleaving the enemy mechs in half and cutting their legs off and such. I am more than holding my own though, using the machine guns to take out as many as I can. I think I may have started to get too overly excited after awhile. I can remember the dream fading out to a chaotic crossfire of machine guns, rockets and lasers.

I'm putting these dreams in out of order because I like to put lucid dreams last. I actually had the lucid dream at around 1:30 in the morning, and this non-lucid upon awakening.

So I am in/watching a Kung-Fu movie. The dream is periodically glitching between having the main character be autonomous and it being me. That said the main character looks a little like Bruce Lee crossed with my typical dream self. (Bicolored eyes and goggles).
Anyways, I remember talking to a sensei (Not the person from DV, just a typical sensei character in a kung fu movie.) He was glitching too. He sometimes looked like the typical sensei character with long white hair and a beard. But at other points he looked like this very fat rat type creature.
Anyways, apparently my character had disowned many teachers before this one for various reasons and was happy that he had found one that conformed best to his teaching style.
Back to watching it. We were training together, both of us standing on the rocks in the middle of a huge rushing river, doing synchronized movements. There are huge mountains off in the distance.

There is a part in the movie where this boy and my WL parents came to visit us. The boy was supposedly six despite being about 5'10" and 200 pounds. He had some kind of growth disorder. Also, at this point we were training on a tropical beach.

Now the climax of the story. The character that I am supposed to defeat is this demon. It kind of looks like the golem that appeared in that dream a couple nights ago, and has red vines wrapped around its body, and is made of dark stone pieces. But this one is much smaller, like 10-12 feet tall.
Also we were fighting in a very strange location, some kind of birthday party for one of the secondary characters. Nobody ran away from the party. They all made a big circle around the two of us and started taking pictures/video with their phones.
I think this was actually my second time fighting him. The first time, my character had lost, horribly. He had bloody bandages all over his body from where the vines had hit him during the first battle, and the atmosphere just felt like that of a rematch.
I am watching once more. The character then closes his eyes and begins 'feeling' where all the vines are going to come from. He then strikes them and knocks them away. Some of them even rip apart and become unusable. It was a remarkably exciting scene and there was some epic Chinese drum music playing while it was happening. He eventually runs at the golem and begins fighting it directly.

Very odd way of the dream starting. I start to feel someone rubbing my feet and the dream begins to materialize with that.
So for some reason the dream has decided to materialize like so: I am in a huge mall or food court where there are a ton of people of all different ages, races, ethnicity, etc. There is no more seating available because of the crowd, so we are now sitting propped against the wall.
And Manei is there, rubbing my feet. Okay, I officially have the weirdest dream guide possible to think: I want the dream to start with me rubbing his feet in some random public place and then we can start talking.
So lucidity comes on after like ten whole minutes and some very strange dream glitches occur that I can't recall now.
I turn to her and ask this, knowing that I will get an interesting response.
"Your hands are so soft! What do you use?"
"Tomato Juice!"
"You took a bath in tomato juice?"
"Yeah!"
I pause for a moment.
"Okay, time to do one of the lucid tasks, if I can remember it..."
I try to recall a lucid task. I recall what I think was one of the old ones, to ask a dream character to tell you a word in another language and it's meaning.
"Tell me a word in your language and it's meaning."
"Okay... Vveven! It means god is above. God is love. I love god."
"You know I'm atheist... right?"
"I know. I'm telling you the word. Not what to believe."
Can I get wings for this?
I get up and indicate that she could follow if she wants to. I want to leave the crowded area.

Then there is a strange dream glitch. I become nonlucid and see this game set up to be played in the middle of the public place. The game is called 'F**k off, Rabbit!" and you play it with a pack of colored markers and all of these different coloring pages. I don't know how, but it has something to do with the drawing of a rabbit is hidden in each of the coloring pages, and the game is supposed to be very hard.

I am lucid one more, and still walking out of the place. I look around to find Manei and see her melting into the crowd. Okay, not following. I get outside where there is a vast, clear twilight sky. The dream slowly shifts from the exterior of the mall to my own neighborhood.
Although the sun is setting in my neighborhood, it feels more like the wee hours of the morning. The moon is rising where the sun should be. The moon also looks huge.
It is cold. It must be spring or fall. Not horribly cold, but quite brisk none the less.
I get about halfway down the street and stop. Someone drives past me in a sliver car and looks at me strange.
Time to do some flying.
I put my hands down to my side, and project my energy out, the way I always fly.
Nothing seems to be happening. I can feel my weight starting to come off of my legs.
I then tried to Jump to start the flying up. I jumped up and floated in the air for a second. Tried projecting out of my hands and felt the flying 'catch' and I was off. I also remember seeing my shadow on the pavement. I think this is the first time I have ever noticed a shadow during a dream.
I said something like 'Heck Yeah!' and flew over the tops of some houses. I went above the woods behind my sub and turned to look back at it. I was thinking that I might try to fly into outer space.
Now, a foot massage: weird. A tomato juice bath: weird. But this takes the cake. I turn around to see it and the dream freezes. I lose a ton of clarity and the the image of my neighborhood from above is frozen in front of me. But the strange thing is, my neighborhood is not there at all. Just a blurry black void surrounded by trees.
The image of my neighborhood pulls back. It becomes evident that it is like a large photograph printed on a sheet of paper. I am now hovering in an empty black void, because the visual of the world has been compressed into this picture. Then, the photograph folds all origami up into a face. I am not kidding, and becomes a floating head that starts talking to me. The dream was literally talking to me.
"Hey, Woah!, Sorry! I don't know what your sub looks like from above."
"Sorry."
"Not your fault. I was the one who didn't know what it looked like."

The dream glitches agian. I am looking at this space station in orbit above earth. Apparently the moon was so huge in that dream because it was falling to earth and about to impact it, and that space station was supposed to monitor the event as it happened.
I can recall the space station having this strange glass pod one one side that I was very focused on for some reason. It looked like some kind of escape pod.
It was at this point that I realized that I was still dreaming and woke myself up because I wanted to make sure that I recalled the lucid dream.

Oh, sure. My subconcious can't show me what my sub looks like when I fly above it, but it sure loves to show me what the moon looks like impacting earth and designing these random space stations.

Well this shows you what college is doing to me. I came back after my English class around 5:00 today and sat down on the bed. 10 minutes later, I was zonked and started to doze off. There were a couple of wispy dreams that I tried to grab on to, but couldn't.

Upon being woken up by my roommate at around nine, I only recalled one fragment.
There were three black figures against a bluish background. Each one has glowing white eyes. The figure on the left is closest to me, and the figure on the right is farther away. The middle one looked to be a little like Manei with the hair and shape of the face, and I could feel her energy, though vaguely. I think the figure on the right has spiked hair.

WBTB time!

Still no good lucidity, but having some nice NLD's to know my recall is still decent.

I normally don't like to dream about video games I play or have played, and in recent months, I've been playing fewer and fewer for the sake of lucid dreaming. But they still come back to haunt me sometimes.
At the very least they are interesting dreams about video games.

I am having a Pokemon battle with another trainer. We were in a forest type setting and the sky is dark with storm clouds swirling around us and the occasional lightning strike occurring. The dream was actually quite vivid, the pokemon looked about as realistic as they could.
The battle is taking place in 'real life' but there are these holographic windows appearing above our Pokemon showing what level they are and their HP, looking like the ones from the old Gameboy games.
Anyways, I have a Bulbasaur, Level 5. I think it was, and the trainer that I am fighting was a boy who kind of looked like Ash from the show, and has a Zigzagoon, Level 4. (So these were some old Pokemon from when I was a boy.) We are fighting just like in the game, single turn moves. It feels like we are just starting out. Both of our pokemon seem to have a lot of health because I neither of us are taking out very much HP.
The battle drags on for quite awhile. I repeatedly tell my Bulbasaur to use Razor Leaf, but because of the fierce winds, and the fact that it is a low-level pokemon, it has a hard time aming and most of the leaves fly past. I think one of them hit the trainer I was fighting by accident.

... I am at the end of the 'Game' now in Pokemon. This part of the dream was considerably less vivid. I have a team of six high level Pokemon, including a Garydos and my Bulbasaur is now a Venusaur and the most important member of my team. For some reason I am letting the Garydos go back and live in the sea. The area I am in has these really dramatic cliffs and rock pillars jutting out of the sea and there is supposedly some shortcut that will take me back to the first town in the game so that I can go home.
My Garydos takes one last look at me and then dives into the sea. I think that I was letting it go because it had always been wild at heart, and didn't really enjoy fighting for me. And since I had beaten the masters, I had no need to keep it anymore.
The Venusaur who I guess in the group had a rivalry with my Garydos is out of his pokeball to say goodbye to his friend/enemy. Afterwards, without returning my Venusaur, I start walking towards a cave that I think is the shortcut back to my home. The Venusaur followed me.

I was in the world of Minecraft, and some really epic storyline was playing out about a lost civilization. I can recall that there was this huge canyon, hundreds of blocks deep, beyond the capabilities of rendering in standard Minecraft, with wooden structures into it. The structures looked to have been greifed with big holes in the sides of buildings and then overgrown with vines and trees.
I attempted to jump down, in steps, making safe drops and allowing my health to regenerate before jumping even lower, but after walking off onto one of the structures, the wooden planks broke where I landed, and I continued falling faster through all of the floors of the structure taking small amounts of damage each time I hit something and broke it.
After falling for like a whole minute, I finally made it to the bottom of the canyon and died.
I re-spawned and was really high above this big flat area made out of some unrecognizable red block. There was no way down, just small platforms and what not to break my fall. I jump off here onto the first wooden platform and fell through, landing on a stone one below it. I had only 1/2 heart of health left. Somebody else is there who is playing on the server, but somehow their minecraft avatar looks like a real person. They tell me that this is a challenge that they set up on their server.

I am with K's brother at some seafood place by a small lake in the mountains. He and I are going on some kind of cross-country vacation in this crappy green station wagon that's filled with all our luggage.

The frag that I recall most vividly was one of a planet. I was once more getting a cosmic tour from an outside entity, but this one was unusual as we were focused in on a single planet rather than learning the arrangement of stars and planets.

The planet looked something like this, with large craters, but an earth-like surface, and no polar ice. Yesterday, I just so happened to doodle that looked a lot like the planet that I saw in the dream. (Day residue?) It was because of the familiarity to this one that I became ever so slightly lucid in this dream.
After teaching me a bunch of facts about the planet, the entity put me into orbit around it. I seemed to be able to look around, and I orbited the planet rather quickly, completing an orbit in about a minute. I was orbiting rather far from the planet, if I were in a my body, I would have been able to block it out with both hands. The planet orbited a single star or a very close multi-star system and as far as I could tell, had no moons.
The imagery was very vivid, particularly the sun. I wish I could say more but nothing really happened. I just orbited the planet and felt very peaceful for awhile.

Something about high school. Cannot recall what.

Something about walking around my new college campus. I walked to the edge and found this prefab home.The door was wide open. I walked in and found Manei. The dream blurred out and I woke up.

As I adjust to the college schedule, things should start coming in. So here is a very cool NLD, a step up from the frags from yesterday.

I am on a beach, and there these are red, rope like vines everywhere. The vines are about the thickness of a grown man's finger and have can vary from a bright red color to almost black. They have yellowish strings fraying off of the main stem that appear to dead. They seem to be actively spreading and sometimes even wrapping around people and but not necessarily injuring them. The vines have small thorns and are slightly painful to the touch, but the thorns won't even break the skin.
Everyone assumes that the beach is under attack. People begin leaving, but there is no terrible panic as the vines do spread rather slowly. Me and a group of unrecognizable friends meet up by a surf shop on the beach. The only one I could sort of make out was S.
We talk about strategies we could use to stop the vines. S recommends cutting them with a machete, and that they have a whole bunch of them at the surf shop (because dream logic). I recommenced that we get (some girl) who I 'remembered' has a magical power to stop the vines from spreading.
Just then she appeared. She was very overweight, but still looked beautiful, she had long black hair and a teal-colored bathing suit. She said she had a theory for how to stop the vines. That there was a central hub that they were all spreading from.
She led us down onto the beach. My friends cut a few of the vines along the way but for the most part, they would just grow back as soon as we cut them. Eventually we arrived at a big hole in the beach, near the shore. The hole was filled with quicksand. She dove in.
About ten seconds passed and she resurfaced. She asked for a machete. S gave her his. She dove back under.
About a minute passed. We began to wonder if she would resurface. Then a massive bundle of red vines shot out of the hole with the girl hanging on. I grabbed on right behind her, despite the fact that they were a bit thorny. I didn't mind.
All of the vines lifted off of the beach about a hundred feet into the cloudy sky, into a massive network. And, in the shallow waters just offshore a massive black stone golem stood up, emerging from completely underwater. It had glowing orange eyes and a glowing orange mouth in the shape of a smile. It was made out of stone cubes, that were very dark grey, almost black.
Seven additional identical golem heads appeared around us and then faded in poofs of black smoke.
So me and the girl were hanging there on the vine bundle.
"Why you come to Golem Orgon?" the golem spoke in a deep rumbling voice.
"You need to leave the beach! People are being hurt by your vines." The girl shouted.
"Ok. Golem Orgon Leave. Golem Orgon sorry he hurt people."
The massive black golem turned walked back into the sea godzilla-style. The vines slowly dropped me and the other girl onto the beach. The vines then withered away into nothing. As he walked into the sea, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the creature. He was so nice, and certainly didn't mean to hurt people.

Well college orientation was a doozy. I didn't recall any dreams last night, and I'm at the dorm now. From the looks of it, my roommate is quiet and we agreed on a 10:00 quiet time. I don't have to get out of bed for anything until 7:00 on the worst days. So lucid dreaming here at college should not be a problem.

I just recall that I was in a semi-lucid state last night, and I think Manei was there.

Here is something a bit more substantial from yesterday.

Anyways, I do recall a dream about C. (Not surprising since I spent so much time with her the day before I left). We were talking about a shared dream we had involving a flying castle. And we were both sketching pictures that compared the castle we had each seen in our dreams. The sketches were what I recalled most about the dream.
My drawing actually looked rather poor quality. It looked like a drawing that I would have done in perhaps late elementary or early middle school and it showed with (albiet poor) perspective the castle. It was low and flat and had large rocket motors. The walls had no detail and is was hovering above a tropical beach. There was a small tower in the middle with low, flat windows.
C's drawing was considerably better. It showed the castle at night, hovering above a deciduous forest. Her castle was beautifuly detailed, and much taller and more compact than mine, about a 1-1 ratio of width and height. But the thing I remember most about her drawing was something I didn't 'remember' dreaming about. It was a guardian of the castle. A small robot with a walnut-shaped body. It had dark conduits running around its body with small light spots on them. Six legs emerged from slots under the body supporting it.
I tell her that I really like the robot and wanted her to draw me a full-size rendition of just the robot; without the castle.

I had a long dream about my family going on vacation in a tropical destination, and of course pretty much the whole thing was laced with personal elements so there is basically no part that is safe for dreamviews. I will make note that I nearly got lucid during this dream however.

EDIT: oops almost forgot another dream!

I was partially lucid directing this dream about a character named 'Jetpack Joey'. I was thinking of making this a comic when I woke up. Upon waking it doesn't seem like that great of an idea though. The dream had a cartoon/anime styling and told a story about a young boy (12 maybe) who builds his own Jet Pack and becomes a superhero.
The climax of the story took place on a suspension bridge. A gunfight has broken out between the city police and a criminal syndicate and Joey and the mayor of the city are caught right in the middle. Joey's jetpack has run out of fuel and he jumps into the water.
The clymax was not clearly explained, but he then somehow used a sparking electrical wire to turn the water into hydrogen gas and refuel his jetpack.

I am on vacation with my family I cannot recall many of the details but we are riding on a school bus that has been re-purposed as a tour bus. I am sitting in a seat with my mom acting very childlike. I am complaining that I am very tired and never get a chance to relax. In the dream I feel very tired, and this is the reason for my behavior.
Anyways after some time, I recall sitting up and watching the bus driver and the scenery from the front windshield. We are driving through very mountainous country. It is a beautiful clear day and there are huge pine trees and beautiful mountains. We come to a long curving descent that looks very dangerous to drive down, and the bus driver takes it at full speed.
I think at this moment, I may have noticed an empty bottle of whiskey on the dashboard.
This road is a recipe for disaster; it descends the mountain at a roughly thirty degree angle, while gradually curving. If you fail to turn sharp enough, you go off a cliff! There is no guard rail or anything.
And sure enough the bus is starting to go over the edge. I start to become lucid at this point, and try to phase the bus away. It seems to be working. Just as the bus loses traction, I phase it out of the dream and use the momentum to begin flying. I think to myself that I should probably land and stabilize. But before I get a chance to do so the dream ends.

I am floating in a black void for a few moments where something strips me of my lucidity. A new dream begins.

I am driving with my dad in his old van. It is late at night, and snowing. For some reason, the pedals are on the left hand side, but the steering wheel is on my side. Also, we are driving down the express way.
He tells me to turn down a road (the name of which I cannot remember.) But I make the wrong turn. I tell him I cannot read the signs. We make a series of wrong turns very rapidly until we find ourselves on a service road. The road comes to a cliff, a drop off, not unlike the one that the bus rode off of in the previous dream.
I tell my dad to hit the brake, but he is unresponsive. Our van doesn't have a console and I am able to slam on the brake with my left leg. We come to a stop about four feet before the cliff, but even with the brake to the floor it still seems to be in idle speed. For some reason I thought it had something to do with the fact that the van was a manual transmission car.
Anyways, I couldn't stop it, so I jump back into my seat, put my seat belt on, grab hold of the wheel and try to steer the car down. As we tip over the hill, I see that we are driving over into ski slope. I became vaguely lucid, because ski slopes are one of my dream signs.
The car begins barreling down the slope. It's a bumpy ride, and I am doing my best to steer us around obstacles. Then came probably the funniest thing I have ever said in a dream.
"Dad, since we're probably going to die in this, I want you to know..."
No response.
"I think you're crazy!"
Yes, I actually said that.
My POV got taken out of the car and I watched it crash into one of the chairlift poles. I can feel someone else there with me.

I am in the void a second time. Lucid this time. I can feel that someone else is there too. I also feel like I might wake up. I get stripped of my lucidity once more.

I am in my own front yard. For some reason there is a swing hanging from one of the trees and I am swinging. I see five kids from my neighborhood. The youngest being about 10, the oldest, about my age. They come into our yard and open the garage.
They get out a number dangerous of power and hand tools and begin various forms of destruction and dangerous play. I became mildly lucid here, thinking that for some reason I 'just don't care' because there won't be any long-term repercussions. One of them finds an extra ceiling fan in the garage (for some reason.) He runs a wire out and turns it on below me while I am swinging. I stop and get off as to not be chopped apart by the blades.
I then yell at everyone to get their attention. They all stop, and I tell them that they must clean up this mess and put everything back in the garage. They all listen. They start cleaning up. It doesn't take long, and I help direct them and put things into the right place.
Just as we are finishing, the oldest boy goes into the house to go pee, and I hear a drilling sound.
I yell to him to stop playing with the drill and put it back into the garage. He then comes out into the garage. Two other boys grab me from behind and the boy with the drill comes forward and points the drill at my chest. For some reason the drill has four drill bits on slight angles toward the center.
I get struck with fear, seeing the intent in the boy's eyes. But he sure takes his sweet time to do it. He seems to be savoring the moment. Then, something snapped.
"I'm lucid dreaming!" I yelled.
I broke the grip of the boys behind me and my hands swung around. I crushed the drill between the palms of my hands just before it could touch my chest. A sonic wave went out.
Then, all of the boys vanished. The broken bits of the drill were still there and they dropped out of my hand. I turned around, looking out the open garage door. The dream became clearer.
Manei is sitting at the end of my driveway at a card table. She gestures for me to come over, and shows me a sheet that she was marking up.

Spoiler for Dream testing sheet:

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Then I 'remembered' the whole thing was just a lucid dreaming test of some kind. From the looks of it, usually this test is a lot longer, but Manei said we were done now.
She looks at me with that characteristic smile.
"Two out of three ain't bad..." She says.
She also shows me an old testing shees where I went 6 lds and 8 nlds. I don't remember that test...
I wake up.

Upon waking I realize that she used orange and blue marks because those are the colors for I use in my DJ.

I am at the helm of a spaceship exploring another solar system. I can recall there is an inner system of gas planets and an outer system of gas planets, leaving room in the middle for a belt of smaller rocky planets to orbit. This is the area that command has asked us to explore.
Anyways, I end up falling asleep at the helm, only to be awoke by the ships alarm because the radar has picked up that we are near the surface of something. I wake up and see that we are flying dangerously low over the surface of a very strange planet.
The planet has a bright pink surface, with pink boulders scattered about, and there are huge golden crystals jutting out from the surface. In some of the crystals there were evidence of carving as though an alien civilization had carved out the inside of the golden crystals into homes.
Regardless, we are about to crash. I begin turning the ship upwards, and fire the main engine. The main engine is rather slow however, and after about fifteen seconds and almost no change in velocity we run out of fuel.
The ship ends up crashing into a large golden crystal. I somehow survive. Command scolds me for falling asleep at the helm and killing my entire crew... But I was alone.
I know that I am going to die, but I figure I might as well explore some of the hollowed out crystals in my space suit before I run out of oxygen. I think eventually I do run out of oxygen and discover that what I have been doing was actually just a training simulation and I failed because I fell asleep.

I do not recall much at all about this dream. It feels like I might have actually had this dream years ago and perhaps only recalled it now. I don't even recall the plot of the dream, only the location that it took place in.
I recall a beach with Easter island heads on it. Everywhere. They all looked exactly the same but some were broken. Some were tipped over. Some had palm trees growing out of them. The beach is beautiful. The water is clear and blue, and the clouds in the sky looked amazing. It was a very vivid dream.
I can also recall being on a boat and going down a river that let out into the ocean. I think Manei may have been there but I am not sure.

H has invited me to go to a convention/event type thing where we are going to get an early-release copy of the game Destiny. Anyways me and a few hundred people are waiting around in what sort of feels like the cafeteria to my old middle school. (Yes we get to put a because there is a connection to my old middle school. In fact, we get to put two. I hated middle school.)
Anyways I am sitting at the table with H and my cousin and many other people. I look around and think that the crowd is awfully young to be playing this game. I mean this is an officially sponsored event by Bungie, and I think that Destiny is going to be rated T or M, so having almost the entire crowd by eight-year-olds is a little odd. Granted, there are some older people in here, but me and them are in the minority.
Also, to add to the childishness of the event all of the tables boxes of crayons and coloring pages. I don't remember actually coloring anything, but I think H was. We sat there for what felt like a really long time and caught up.
Anyways, to decide who gets an early-release copy of Destiny you get to draw a card out of this jar. If you get a white card, you have to leave, but if you get a card that is sort of a teal color then you win a free copy, and get to stay and play in a big LAN party with everyone. I end up getting a white card but somebody else lets me have their card, them having a teal one obviously. I wake up a few moments after they give me the card.

My family was living in some kind of communal shelter after a natural disaster had struck our home. I cannot recall what the disaster was, but it was pretty widespread, having taken out a very large area of land and severely damaged the global economy. I think that it may have been an asteroid strike.
We were living out of a mobile home, and I was tasked with riding around the community to fetch relief supplies, and trade with the other people in the community. Most of the other people living here are also living out of mobile homes. Some have tents as well.
I can remember the community being set up near the freeway. There were hardly any cars on the freeway, though, occasionally there were some military convoys or supply trucks would come. It felt like we were close to home (In Michigan.)
I went to the 'back' of the community that ran into the wilderness. I can recall their being a river there, actually two rivers that converged. There were also large sandy slopes in the hilly topography of the woods. (Sand dunes=dream sign).
My parents were talking about how they wanted to build their new home right in this area where the three rivers meet. They talked about how they had met with a contractor and showed me a concept sketch of their new home. It was a modern, exotic design, like falling water that we were going to live in.

Somebody was showing me an alternate ending to Avatar: The last Airbender. I cannot recall every detail but Aang arranges a duel with Azula on a small island. The island is small, and has a tropical forest on it, with a tall wooden pagoda with red roofing tiles in the middle. Azula does not go crazy in this ending, and Aang knows how to bring out the Avatar state at will.
They start fighting and rush one another with fire, Azula using her trademark blue fire attacks. They blast one another and cause an explosion, blowing both of them back. Azula unleashes another fire blast and Aang uses airbending to jump above it. Azula follows using a firebending jet-pack. Aang loops around in the air and uses an air whip to send Azula flying back toward the ground. She lands on the beach of the island, making a rather large crater in the sand. She gets up and prepares to preform a lightning attack. Aang comes down and dodges. When he lands on the beach, he preforms an earthbending attack that causes Azula to fly out over the water and skip across the surface like a rock.
Aang makes an ice surfboard and chases after her. It's implied that the fight continues for awhile longer, but I cannot recall what happened after that.
...
The first thing I can recall was being on the beach, lucidity was clawing its way into my brain. It felt like I was on the island that the duel had taken place on. Manei is there wearing this very strange looking outfit that is something like a scuba suit, with this blue and white swirly pattern all over it.
I look around, and there are many other people on the beach, all of them wearing these scuba suits. As I look around, I see people taking them off and putting them on. They seem to be unisex, and very large when taken off, shrinking to accommodate your figure. They seem to come off in six parts, two legs, two arms, upper and lower body, and when they are taken off they become dark grey.
Manei explains that these are special, high tech suits that reveal your ora or your personal energy field or some such spiritual nonsense, but they only work if you put them on, then swim in the ocean. She takes me over to a booth where you can ask to borrow a suit. I can recall there is a card table set up and someone sitting at it. Underneath the table are six bins, one for each part of the suit.
Then something strange began happening. I noticed behind the table there was another table, with someone tied to it face down. Wearing one of the suits, but missing the right arm piece of the suit. The pattern on the suit was moving and changing colors in places from green to red and back again. The boy, who had spiky brown hair was shaking, and looked to be in a lot of pain. He was shaking and gritting his teeth as if he were having a seizure. There was a small open cut above his right eye.
I asked the person at the table what happened to that guy and they wouldn't respond.
He looked up at me, and just stared at me for a second. I didn't recognize him, and I was waking up. I just looked into his face, looking at the white under his iris. (The way people look when they are straining to look upwards at someone.) I could feel some kind of energy coming off of this dream character. I felt like he was causing me to wake up.

My friend was so kind as to call me on Skype and talk to me for half an hour that all I got last night was frags.

Something to do with my old crush from sophomore year of high school. I tried to ask her out but she turned me down. As I looked at her closer I noticed that she was actually really ugly. She had very large bulbous eyes for her head that were bloodshot. Some of her friends looked like that too.

Something to do with my grandparents. They had moved into this house in the middle of town and they were fighting about frying pans. My parents went over to their house to try to break up the fight, but the fight eventually turned violent.