Lucid Time!

I am a driver on this TV show called 'Space Road Truckers' about a small group of people who drive (or fly) cargo trucks throughout the solar system. Also this does not feel like the normal solar system. I believe it was taking place in a binary star system. The planets I had to deliver to were moons of a large jupiter-like gas planet orbiting close to the star. Also, the trucks and futuristic designs to them. Rather than wheels, they had these blue glowing energy conduits running along the bottom allowing them to hover and fly into space, and the cab had some extra reinforcement to protect the driver from radiation and pressures.

My god this dream is groggy and fragmented.

Anyways I cannot recall the exacting details of what was going on, the surroundings were very blurry in the beginning of the dream. I was in what felt like the basement of my own home, but it felt larger and more spacious (That or I had become smaller). The basement slowly began to mesh with a dungeon looking space.
There were a couple of dream characters leading me away from some supposed danger. We get to the 'upstairs' that looks like an open tundra, just like Skyrim. But strangely it still feels like my own home as well. A kind of crappy groggy mesh the dream had created. Furniture was scattered about, and the hills and valleys somewhat mimicked the shape of the rooms.
Some attacking army came upon us, composed entirely of archers. They unleashed a hail of arrows. (Hey I thought those dream characters were leading me away from danger, not twoards it.)
I see one of the 'helpful' dream characters take an arrow to the knee. ._.
The dream started to get much clearer, and became the interior of my house. The feeling of the meadow was gone, but the general of the army, some barbarian and a handful of his archers were still present.
Manei (My dream guide) appears next to me, and just seeing her makes me partially lucid. Also something weird, she usually has really long black hair, but it was buzzed really short in this dream. The workings of my dream guide will probably never be fully understood.
Anyways, we are ducking behind the kitchen counter and the barbarians (for whatever reason) are not merely flanking us. Manei says she can execute some spell that will take away all of the soldiers, but she has nothing to deal with the general. So she does the spell.
The barbarian general approaches. He announces that he has only one arrow, but that he will make it count. He fires it and it ricochets around the room bouncing off of several objects before flying past Lia, slicing the side of her face. It looked kind of like that scene from 300 with King Xerxes. (Hangon, I thought dream guides were supposed to be immortal and unable to be injured. I saw her get punched through a concrete roof by a giant robot and she shrugged it off like it was nothing. But an arrow, Kryptonite!)
So it is at this point she tells me that I am in factdreaming. (Oh now you tell me.) Okay, so I guess I have to fight this loser. He pulls a pair of small axes from his cuirass. I merely stand and allow him to charge me. Once he is about 10 feet away...
FUS RO DAH!
The barbarian goes flying, smashing the front door of my house. I look out the door to see him land and tumble around in the street outside my house. I am suddenly awoken.

Fragment: I am trying to create a solar system. I create a star but fail at creating planets to orbit it.

I am at some kind of gathering in an unfamiliar home. I cannot recall exactly who's it was or what the party was celebrating exactly, but it's not important and does not interest me. I do however that it felt like I was near my own home, as if I was in the same sub or something.
What I do recall was that this home had a very large basement, being much larger than the above ground portion of the house. I never fully explored the basement but from what I could gather it was three or four floors deep. I couldn't identify any of the dream characters as friends or family.
There was however a very annoying dream character, a young boy who kept on complaining that he was hungry asking me for various food items. At first I tried to politely direct him to the food trays set out for the party, but after awhile it became clear that his intentions were not to get any food but rather simply to annoy me.
I cannot recall what happened for some time after that.
I was still in the same dream, and was in the deepest reaches of this multi-leveled basement. I encountered a trio of dream characters who stood out from the party. They were wearing dirty clothes and overall had a very rugged thug-like appearance.
And sure enough, they start to harass me. It starts out with verbal taunting, and then they grab me and hold me against the wall. I become partially lucid at this point. The two smaller thugs have me held against the wall, and the biggest one (presumably the leader) is preparing to punch me in the jaw.
I spit in his face.
He swings his punch, but I duck out of the way. He punches through the drywall behind him. I push the two smaller thugs away and float up away from the wall. What then proceeded was a long fight with the thugs where I dominated. After they were thoroughly beaten, I began making my way back up out of the house.
This was strange as well. I floated just about a foot above the ground, and instantanieously smashed any doorway I came to. I passed other partygoers who looked on in amazement and confusion as I floated by. I eventually found my way outside and became properlylucid. I looked at a nearby house and decided to manifest my dream guide, but instead found that I was waking up. I tried to hang on to the dream for some time. (I'm not kidding, I fought waking up for probably a whole minute.) Before properly awakening.

Something to do with a swarm of large wasps. One landed on my shoulder and I woke up before it could sting me.

Some story about a man who had been doing Xenon gas because apparently it was like some kind of drug (even though Xenon is supposed to be inert and have no affect on humans) and it caused some kind of reaction in his body that caused his face and body to swell up. Now when I say swell up, I mean like 3x size. I'm going to spare you the graphic description of what this guy actually looked like and just say that I woke up after this one too.

Some dream having to do with me and my friend S forgetting our lunches at school. It was painfully boring and I'm not going to go into detail.

I meet some girl who begins teaching me something about my home town. That there are actually three secret clans. The largest clan is the 'Red' clan is composed of Vampires. Their central hub is a large red mansion near the center of town. About a quarter mile away is the 'Blue' Clan, composed of Werewolves. Their numbers are slightly less than that of the Vampires, but their clan is considered more prestigious. They live in a blue mansion that is slightly smaller. The third 'Yellow' clan is composed of wizards. There are only a few of them and they live in a small yellow cottage on the very edge of town. The girl tells me that If I want to, I can join one of the clans.
-Time Skip-
It is about 2 weeks later. I have decided to join the Werewolf clan, and while I have been accepted, I haven't been made into a Werewolf yet. I am however given a moon amulet that is supposed to prepare my magical energies and make my initial transformation into a Werewolf easier. I am with the girl who introduced me to the clans sitting on the side of a grassy hill. There are large mountains covered in trees all around us and it is a cloudy overcast day. Me and the girl admit that we have fallen in love with one another and begin kissing.

Since when did my dreams become a really crappy rendition of twilgiht?

I was missing all of my fingers on both hands save for my thumb and index finger.

There is a war going on in outer space and I am watching it unfold. The war is over this tiny cube-shaped planet, no more than a few hundred meters across. The planet has a blue and grey marble texture and orbits another, much larger planet similar to mars. Various factions use spaceships to deploy ground units such as tanks and mechs onto the tiny planet to do battle.

I am in some valley or canyon feeling area, inside of some cartoon. There is a villainous snake with a mustache that I am fighting.I become lucid while fighting him and try to use some dream control but most of it seems to fail. Our battle seems to repeat over and over.

I am vacationing somewhere in the Caribbean when some man steals my wallet. Another man tells me that he knows that man is working for a drug cartel and knows where I can go to find him. What followed was a long chase across several islands utilizing planes and boats. We eventually cornered the man at this unassuming resort where the man who had been helping me explained that they were actually part of the same drug cartel.
The thief gives me my wallet back and states that this was actually just a plot to get me here. The resort manager opens a secret trapdoor behind the desk and leads me into this basement area. Once down there, he explains that this is not a drug cartel at all, but rather an international secret project to develop the first virtual reality simulation.
There is this girl with a robotic arm who has supposedly built the first prototype of the machine. The machine is huge, and I did not get a good look at all of it. But what I do recall was the room where you entered the virtual reality. It was a concrete room (because we were in a basement, duh) with wires and tubes running everywhere. There were four metal chairs, and there was a large chrome disc mounted on the front wall of the room. Several wires are clipped onto the outside.
And of course, I have to be their test subject, that being the reason they lured me all the way out here. So I sit down, and they place this small nose-breather thing onto me with this blue fluid running through it. Supposedly, it is supposed to help stabilize the VR link. robot arm girl fires it up and a beam fires out of the silver disc.
The room begins to distort and change. When its done, all i can see is the four metal chairs sitting in a black void. Two people phase into the other chairs and explain that they are agents sent in after me; the machine malfunctioned and locked me in. It also altered my perception of time, and now with every second we experience, an hour goes by. They let me out. I wake up.

Somebody is pitching an idea for a children's show to me. The show I think was called "Freedom Riders" and it's set in an alternate World War 2 universe. The show follows four young women who wear these skin-tight red and yellow suits and ride around on motorcycles through this industrial wasteland fighting the show's analog for Nazi Germany. The show makes use of some really cool animation techniques, such as sometimes going for a graphic/poster look in critical scenes. The animation looks like the paper cutouts done in South Park, but the characters look almost anime-esque. The show actually has interesting plots and complex themes, though I question if it is really appropriate for a "Kids Show", as some of the characters swear and there is a lot of blood shown. Whoever is pitching the show to me gets very upset. I tell them that they should simply change their target audience and run the show that way.

I join some astronauts on a moon mission, but end up getting left behind on the moon. But the other astronauts leave me behind. There is some AI that states that I may be able to use the moons' missile system to fly back home by targeting a missile at earth then riding it back. At first I'm like "what missile system" All I see are a couple of supply crates and burnt-out landers, but I spot the missile system amongst them.
Normally, I would like to get to earth more or less, I don't know, ALIVE. But my dreams are not set in any kind of logical universe so I grab onto one of the missiles and the AI fires it.
I Become lucid as we begin flying and lose the dream.

Something to do with this "demon" entering the house. It is a floating talking head with red skin and white eyes. It commands me to make a fire in the houses' fireplace, and run the bath water upstairs. It says I should continuously run between the fire and the water and check on both.
As the monotony of tending to the fire and running the bath water sinks in, I become partially lucid, but wake up before becoming fully lucid.

This is old and I never published it for some reason.

Four or five people are sitting around a table and are snorting cocaine. They offer me to join. I decline.

I am at some cafe or food court area. There are several restaurants. Only one of them is open; a pizza place. I ask the person behind the to please get me some pizza. She gives me a pita bread with some ketchup on it. Some other dream characters come, and the woman gives them actual pizza. I am jealous and ask some of the other dream characters if they were willing to share. They are not.
Several other food-related things took place. Some of the other restaurants came open. I went to a chinese restaurant where they offered noodles. I tried to purchase noodles but they gave me raw dry noodles.

I am in some industrial park or power plant area. Odd mix of heavy industry and nature. I find a hole with a ladder leading underground. I open it and some man emerges wearing heavy high-tech looking armor, something like the fallout armor.
The armor grants him superhuman strength and he begins throwing rocks and large pieces of stone at me and other dream characters. Me and the other dream characters fight back by [dream logic] throwing fruit [/dream logic] Supposedly it was because the fruit had acid in it that would cause the armor to rust and freeze up.
I get hit by one of the rocks, and die but become partially lucid upon the moment of my death and reset the situation.
I help coordinate the dream characters and instead of simply attacking we plan an ambush and end up defeating the man in the armor.

I am in what feels like a combination of a shopping mall and my middle school. I am lucid, and try to throw a plasma ball. It fails.

I am in my math class, and we are taking a test on material that I am not familiar with. That's basically all I need. I'm pretty much lucid right there, because I know it's spring break. But I still feel like I'm fighting for lucidity, almost as if part of me is trying to not become lucid. Whatever holds me back from lucidity, I fight past it after about half a minute. I know this a dream.
I decide to try and fly out of the class. I stand up from my seat, and start flying. I can either phase through the ceiling or just smash through it. I get up to the ceiling, but don't pass through like I expect. I just start pushing harder and maybe I can just break through. The ceiling begins to bend and buckle, and I think in a few moments, it will break and I will be free to fly around. But now... this is really great. I mean this is just fantastic. My math teacher jumps into the air and punches me so that I go flying through the back wall of the classroom, and telling me that I could not leave this location (the school) until I had beat her at a fight. What then followed was a full fledged battle between me and my math teacher. I can't remember the fight blow for blow, but it did drag on for awhile. The fight had a similar feel to one of the fights from Man of Steel, in the way were were punching one another through walls and flying around the inside of the school.
The fight eventually reached a climax where I ended up cutting part of her face revealing that she (my math teacher) was in fact some terminator-like robot with human flesh over the top. After this, I felt as though I could fight without remorse destroyed the cyborg.

I am with my parents at some coastal/island location that feels like Puerto Rico, where my family vacations every spring. We go to this water/theme park that has nobody operating it. But we are allowed to turn the rides on and off ourselves. I activate this swing/spinner thing and get on without strapping myself in. And wouldn't you know it, I fly off a hundred feet in the air and begin falling toward the ground.
But the funny thing was, I didn't fear the ground, I embraced it. I knew that I was just so screwed that there was no purpose in even fighting it. It felt like I hit the ground and splattered like a big bug, but at the same time, I regenerated in a new location.
I was now in some subdivision type place, and there was beautiful golden sunlight streaming through the trees.
"Is this... Heaven? It's not as impressive as I thought."
A few moments later I become fully lucid. I briefly stabilize and begin exploring the subdivision. It has a feeling like my cousins' sub. Large trees and single-floor homes.
I encounter a group of dream characters. 5 children and a mother. I think back to the dream goals for this month, to ask a dream character for their middle name. I singled one kid out of the group. He had the face of the bully from my school and I thought about attacking him. No, this DC is not ill-willed. Let's show him around the dreamworld.
So I asked him his first name. I can't recall it, but I know it wasn't anything phenomenal or interesting. I then asked him for a middle name. He thought for a second then told me.
"Paulson"
Okay, I asked the boy to follow me, telling him that I wanted to get somebody else. I decide to manifest my dream guide. I find a house across the street. I tell msyelf that she is living in that house.
I knock on the door and much older woman/ obviously not her comes to the door. Thinking quickly, I ask her if Manei (my dream guide is home.) She tells me that she was getting ready and just needs a minute. About ten seconds later, she joins up and we're ready to go.
We begin walking down a road, out of the subdivision. There are huge oak trees planted at increments on either side. I for some ridiculous reason decide to talk to this dream character as if I am his dream guide. I can't recall what I said, word for word, but I'll paraphrase it best I can.
"Welcome to my world, my dream. This is not heaven, nor your home, it is simply a reality that I create."
"So you're like god?"
"Yes. Any combination of sensory experiences that I desire to manifest can happen given enough effort and practice."
"Look can we get out of the road?! There's cars coming!"
I look down the road we are walking on. About a half-mile down there are a couple cars.
"Not any more" (Holds out arms) "Because this is no longer a road for cars." I grabbed hold of the sides of the road and made it narrow to a point, where the road became grass, but left an open path on the forest floor where it had once been. We continued walking, gradually transitioning from pavement to grass.
"This kid still doesn't seem convinced to me." I through the canopy above us and try to imagine the clouds growing into storm clouds.
I get back into my dream guide voice.
"In ten seconds, it will start raining."
It was at this point that I completely lost focus on the instructing the dream character (why was I even doing that?) and just counted down from ten to see if it would actually start raining. I made it to one and nothing happened. I heard a roll of thunder.
By the count of 15, It was a downpour. And it was a good thing my dream guide was there to pick up my slack. She began talking to this kid for me. I woke up a few moments later.

Someone took a dump on my dream recall.

I am in this absolutely beautiful area where there are these houses built by these massive red rock spires. It seems like a city built in the middle of the desert. There are orchards and farm fields everywhere. Presence is explaining to me that the people here rely on wells to irrigate their crops.
I encounter an elderly man who is sitting in a rocker outside of one of the houses. It is a beautiful white concrete mansion with a waterfall running out from underneath. Looked like FLW's falling water. There is an orange orchard around his home. The man is in some kind of trouble with the police. He does something that causes me to transport to a new world.

I am the Avatar now, and am supposed to know how to bend all four elements. Right now, I am working with some company to build a statue of the past Avatar. The crew wants me to use my Metalbending to help them touch up the face. By the way, this is a big statue, like fifty feet tall. They fly me up to it in a Helicopter.
I end up messing up the eyes and nose pretty bad, and end up doing something to "reset" and start over.

I am in some grocery store with two friends. I notice that there is a flood of water coming out from beneath one of the shelves. I examine more closely and find out that there is in fact a gutter in the roof that is emptying behind the shelves.
I climb up the shelves. No water is coming out at the moment but there is a sticky note by the gutter that I am assuming was written by some construction/maintenance guy. It's saying that no water should be coming out of the gutter.
Then I realize there is more water about to come out. I look up the gutter and see the water coming. I decide to blow on the water and I freeze it into ice moments before it pours onto the floor of the shopping center. Wohoo! Made Ice!

I am in the parking lot outside the grocery store. They have a brick parking lot rather than paved. I decide to see if I can earthbend with these bricks. I cannot.

I met some dream character who's name was Rusty. He was a man in his mid-20's with long blonde hair. He partakes in some kind of extreme diving and fishing sport.

I become properly lucid by doing a nose-pinch reality check. I was still in the general area of the grocery store. There was a road running by the coast, and several long wooden docks stretching out over the ocean. It was dark at this time, nighttime. Normally, I don't like to lucid at nighttime, but I didn't think to reposition the sun.
I see the cars driving by on the road and decide to see what will happen if one of them hits me. Will I die? Will I be hurt at all?
I walk into the road and stare at a car. I kneel down and hold out my arms ready for the car to hit me and to embrace the feeling. But the dream character stops and opens his window. He asks me why I'm doing that in the middle of the road.
I let him drive past and try with a few more dream characters. I cannot get these guys to hit me. Eventually, I manage to jump in front of a character and have their headlight hit me in the hand as they passed by at 30+ mph. I broke their headlight. The character stopped and backed up and asked if I was OK.
I looked at my hand. There was a big piece of headlight glass lodged in my palm. I couldn't feel any pain, but I pulled it out and the cut healed completely in like a second.
I decided to try destroying the dream world. I picked up a car with telekinesis, and threw it into the ocean. I ended up destroying a wooden boat dock.
I now began walking down the road, punching through the hoods of cars and pushing them off the road.
I got to the end of the road, where it curved away from the coastline. I looked back at the destruction and decided to try and fix it. I looked at the wooden docks and then looked away.
"Restore Docks"
I look back, all of the docks are fixed. I look away from the cars.
"Restore Cars"
All of the cars are fixed. I turn away again.
"Restore Citizens"
All of the dream characters appear back in their cars and start driving around.
Rusty comes back along and tells me that this is the end of the dream. I lose the dream and just see the words "The End" in my vision.
I appear on this beach momentarily before the dream ends. Rusty is there sitting in a beach chair. He asks me why I always seem to stick around after the dream is over.
I wake up.

These are dreams from the past couple days. Because getting on the internet is a pain right now, I wrote what I could recall in here.

Too Many Cats
I come home and I see that there are six cats in the living room. I see that there are even more cats all through the house. I run into my mom who says that she has decided to become a cat hoarder.

Publisher

In WL, I recently wrote an autobiography cataloging everything that happened to me up until the end of high school. It contained many personal things that I never wanted other people to see.
My parents had just sent this off to a publisher and collected a large check, about $1500 on the counter. There was also a bill showing that they had spent the money on expensive wines.
Okay, I don't care less about what they spent the money on, but the autobiography I wrote contained a lot of personal information, and it should not have been published. I get very angry and trash my own home.

Cosmic Forest Fire

Now onto the good stuff. I am flying through space, getting some guided tour of the galaxy from what I have been noticing more and more, the "presence" in my dreams. It flies me past a large blue star that is surrounded by this disc of gas and dust. The star looks beautiful and very realistic.
We fly past that to another white star. And (enter dream logic) the star is shaped like a skull rather than just a ball. This was a really interesting and strange sight. There is also a large disc of white clouds around it. The presence flies me toward the clouds and deposits me on them.
As it turns out, I am in a very strange, interesting world. The skull-shaped star is the source of heat and light and the entire ring of gas and dust is the world. Most of it is white, and the white gas turns out to be snow when you actually get closer to it.
I was cold, so I tried to make a fire with some spare wood laying around. There were actually small clusters of pine trees all around. I got a fire started, god help me how. But the fire quickly spread and started burning down all of the trees.
The presence took me out of that location and left me at my house. My parents were there and they were scolding me for starting a cosmic forest fire. After a minute, I started to realize how absolutely ridiculous the situation was. I didn't make it to full-fledged lucidity before I woke up.

Car Chase
Me and two friends are chasing a large truck through a city. We are driving a black corvette. I try to open the door and jump from the corvette onto the truck, but the truck turns away down a side street at the last minute.
I get lucid at somepoint after that, but the dream falls into chaos. I am in some large red cave looking through a satchel full of weapons. I then walk around on stilts in an attempt to fly. I feel like there was much more to this than I can recall right now.

Related Fragments: I am at some gave development conference where you have to design a game in 48 hours. I play two of the games.

My game is called robo-hunter and it is supposed to have a retro feeling. It is rendered in 3D and in the game you are a spaceman and you travel around a maze avoiding or fighting robotic enemies and collecting coins and power-ups. Everything is done in bright colors though.
But this game has a cool introduction that shows you all of the enemy types by panning around the world in a cool way.
There are three types of robots. The weakest type are simply little walking boxes with wind-up keys and eyes. They're cute. But there are a lot of them, and they have little laser antennas on their heads.
The second type look like your classic retro robots they hold dual laser pistols and are tougher.
The third type are these big hulking tank robots. They are a complex 3-D model and have missile launchers. There is music synced up to the sound of them walking. The music or the robot alone were not very cool but together they sounded much more intimidating. I've noticed music is starting to take hold in my dreams more often.
The judges at the game making competition stopped there and didn't even bother to play the game. They simply stated that I had won right there with my opening movie.

I played someone else's game. It is rendered in 2D and has these different planets you can travel to. Some of the planets are very strange. I remember one called the algae planet that looked like a big green virus.
I asked them how they rendered the background. Was it procedurally generated or what? At that moment, the background began to glitch and I saw the stars form into orderly rows.

Lucid Dream #83

I wake up (enter the dream) and I have just arrived at school on the bus. First thing that is fishy is the fact that I am on a school bus. I get out and read the sign.
"Bicameral High School."
"Oh, SH*T I'm at the wrong high school! How did this happen? Oh man now I'm gonna be late and my parents are gonna be p*ssed!"
I start walking around the school. Knowing it's not mine, no reason to go into the school. The school looks like mine in most regards but seems to be in a more urban area.
"Oh man... I am in such deep crap. Wait... This kind of thing never happens to me! Better reality check!"
I do a nose pinch reality check. It doesn't work, I can't breathe. This was weird.
"I can't breathe... this means this is waking life! No, this can't be right! Something is up."
Keep walking, crossing streets and heading into an urban/city center area. I keep thinking to myself. I have my phone in my pocket. I could make a call to someone.
I stop and really think about my situation. I look at a brick wall and punch it. It doesn't hurt.
"Okay, I don't know of any high school named Bicameral High School anywhere near my district. This city does not look familiar. You know what, I don't care if that nose pinch doesn't work, I have to be dreaming."
I do the nose pinch one more time just to make sure, and it does not work this time either. This is freaky, but I know for sure that this is probably just a lucid dream. As I walk down the road, I notice something else. Like 80% of the dream characters in this city are females. Very attractive females.
I had some diolouge with some of the female dream characters, but cannot recall what it was. Something prompts me to start running. By this point I am getting out of the city and into a residential area on the other side. There is a small corner ice cream shop. I look and run across the street to get inside. As I am running, I affirm that my dream guide will be inside.
I get inside and nobody is there. Then, my dream guide walks out from the back room. (Bonus points for wearing the ice cream vendor uniform.) She opens the gate in the counter and allows me to come back behind the counter.
"How come my nose pinch reality check didn't work?"
"This is not a lucid dream. It is an alternate reality representative of your sexual desires. You know how you (garbled)"
She sits down under the sink.
"Does that explain why all of the dream characters are female?"
She says something but it's garbled and quiet. I feel like she's shrinking away under the sink. I grab the sink basin, the sides of it bend and crush in my hand. I rip it off. Water sprays out of the pipe and Lia is nowhere to be found.
"Hey... I wasn't done talking to you."
I turn around, the broken sink outlet is still gushing water, and I am still holding a bent metal sink basin. There are about half a dozen dream characters standing in the door of the ice cream shop. Half female, half male. Most of them look to be adults or middle aged.
"There he is!" one of them yells.
I recognize the look on these characters faces. They are "crazed" with stopping me from lucid dreaming. (Don't know why this keeps happening.)
I run to the side and punch through the glass on the side of the shop. I remember the way the broken glass doesn't cut me and just sort of fell away from me. The ice cream shop has one of those fenced-off outdoor eating areas. Some of the characters follow me through the shop, while the others surround the eating area from the outside.
I climb up onto the fence of the eating area and jump. The characters are surrounding me at this point.
Come on! Fly Fly flyflyflyflyfly!
I jump up just as the characters are about to grab me. I go about ten feet into the air and start drifting back downwards. I try to remember how to fly, cause it's been a long time. Oh, yeah!
I put my hands down to my side and focus my energy through them. I got my little blue fire jets. I angle myself out over the street and keep going up. The mob of dream characters gives me that "we'll get you next time!" look. But I have a new problem. There are huge fully grown trees in this area and my flying feels a little less controllable. I don't want to hit the trees, but I keep brushing up against smaller branches. This I don't mind. It actually helps me to stabilize the dream some.
I turn back, facing toward the urban center of the city. I am getting above the trees now, but there is a large pine tree that I am going to hit the top of. I don't try and stop flying, I just let myself hit it.
I end up grabbing onto the top of the tree and almost sort of hugging it. I just feel it and stabilize the dream some. The dream is destabilizing, I am waking up. I do my best to hang onto the tree, but end up waking up.

And I thought that the musical lucid dream with no visuals was cool...

Okay, so it starts out with me being at this outdoor theater area, with an old stone stage and stone seats. It looks like parts of the stage have been rebuilt with wood rather than stone. There is a large wooden plaque with an ensign on the front of it.
Something happens under the stage that knocks out some of the support, causing the stage to shift and become imbalanced. The stage breaks in half and has a four-foot rise just to the left of the middle. The whole theatre becomes crooked and distressed looking but is still standing.
Anyways, the entire theatre is empty save for where I am sitting in the front row. I am sitting in the front row and I am a huge gigantic ugly green man. I have to say I looked like Shriek. I think there was even a donkey sitting next to me.
Some elderly man walks onto the stage wtih a big old looking scroll. He unrolls it and begins marking off a bunch of dates in the past. The oldest date was like 1692 or something. And he's marking them up with a big red marker. I can't help but think that he's defacing this document.
I look more closely at the dates and they are dates that I and other monsters have attacked these people. The man doesn't seem upset that I have attacked what I think are his people. It had something to do with the fact that my attacks were not just seen as pointless harm, but rather a challenge symbolic of something, and that it was part of the tradition in his culture to drive away monsters. It was something seen as fun.
It was at this time that I realized that the only way I was viewing the document was because I was flying. I had morphed into a bird. I flew over the stage and into the surrounding forest. Things became very foggy. and it looked like most of the trees dead were overgrown with vines and moss.
I begin feeling like there is something beckoning me. There is some feeling of unconditional love and kindness. I look around and see a large nest at the top of one of the dead trees with a white owl-like bird in it. Something about her feels familiar, like I already know this being. I land at the nest.
I am taken into "third person" for a moment to see that I am a small falcon like bird. The other bird is able to communicate telepathically through to me, and states that it will be going back to its true home and wants me to come join her as soon as I can. She then flies off and as she does, she begins to change from a bird into an angel.
"Well shoot, nothing stopping me from going now!"
I begin to fly and notice that I am changing too. I am now a human with wings, but rather than having white angel wings, I have my falcon wings. It was also around this point that lucidity somewhat took hold. I got the feeling that what I was experiencing was not a part of standard reality.
I get out of the fog and arrive on this beach location. There are people on the beach playing and walking together, and there are a few rows of buildings along the edge of the beach. I look back and the fog is gone, and I am in a new location. Behind me there are now huge mountains covered in tropical rainforest.
The sky is beautiful, indescribably beautiful. This was a picture that looked close to what I saw, though it was a bit brighter, and over the ocean there was a wall of clouds, almost like a storm.

There is one cloud that seems to be glowing, as if it is back-lit by a second sun. (And we all know that in my dreams multiple suns are not uncommon.) But I can feel the beacon again. The feeling of unconditional love and acceptance, and I want to get there.
I begin flapping my wings, but for some reason, flying has become insanely difficult and tiring, and I can barely stay above the waves. I eventually start to get caught by water and I feel disappointment and shame as my feet touch the water and my whole body sinks in. Some dream character on the shore yells at me telling me not to get my wings wet. My wings are not just wet, they are destroyed, half the feathers have been plucked off. Okay... great... now I can't fly to that cloud. Maybe I can swim? No, because once I get under the cloud, how am I going to get up there?
But I was partially lucid, and had the feeling that I could reset, so I tried to get a do-over as best I could.
Bang, I'm back on the beach, and my wings are dry. I feel like some time has passed, but the sun or clouds haven't really moved. I walk along the beach until it comes to a peninsula. I feel like this is a better spot, I am much closer to the cloud now. I walk back into the island, and climb up a small hill about fifty feet high.
Okay... deep breath... Open my wings... Running start... I jump off of the hill and scream "Ya-hoo!!" and I am off and flying. I go between two palm trees and a couple of dream characters look at me with that WTF expression. I get out over the ocean and the difficulty of flying kicks in again, but it's not nearly as strong this time. No, I am not going to fail this time. I start flying out over the ocean and am moving much faster. I am still low above the water, but I feel like I have enough control not to go into the water.
I get about one third of the way out to the cloud. The cloud is still beckoning to me with unconditional love. It feels like its been about three minutes. I begin thinking about how I don't just need to get out over the ocean, but I also need to start flying upwards if I want to get there.