Lucid Time!

I can recall the ending of some movie that I had seen, in a dream of course. The movie that I was watching involved a rag-tag team of lucid dreamers facing off against some sort of nightmare.
I can only recall the final part of the dream-movie. It involved this young girl, who was blonde with pigtails. She had been in conflict with her father for the entire movie because she did not follow her family's values and rather decided to focus on lucid dreaming. (So apparently, lucid dreaming wasn't allowed in the little girl's family)
The father and the little girl forgave each other for the arguments that they had throughout the "movie" and then the little girl took off with four other lucid dreamers. They started flying in a triangle formation (like birds or jet airplanes would.) They were flying over this city, though it looked like an industrial era city (like something from the 1850's or something) it had some really large skyscrapers.
The nightmare showed up. It was a giant (now I mean big, like 20 stories tall) jet black humanoid. It was sort of hunched over, with really big arms, and it's mouth looked like a shark's.
The monster would yell and this red energy beam would come out of it's mouth. (Think like Godzilla's energy breath, only red) The squadron of lucid dreamers avoided this, and began to launch their own attacks, from throwing buildings to shooting fireballs and making lightning strikes.
What I remember most clearly is that all of the lucid dreamers were combining their power to fight this thing. It was really inspiring.
This epic battle raged for awhile, and I cannot remember who actually won the fight. I think it ended with a false awakening.

I still can't get over this. Why did my non-lucid dreams suddenly get so interesting? They used to be painfully boring and repetitive. And now, this.

One of the most stable and least fun lucid dreams that I've had so far.

So me and...someone. Idk really who, but she was about my age and she was leading me inside this castle. It had a cathedral look and was entirely white. I was already lucid.
We walked though this throne room and to the left, there was a dining hall. The entire room was white, and there was a very large throne positioned at a long dining table, for like a king or something. It was flanked by four smaller thrones. The girl who had followed me told me to just sit and be patient while the court was in session.
"But what about having fun in a lucid dream? Flying?"
"There will be time for that soon enough."
I sat down at a table in the corner. By now the large dining table had several people sitting at it, and more people were coming into the room.
Everyone sat down at the table, and I sat down at another table, alone. I decided to work on stabilizing the dream so I felt some of the food and dishes on the table. I couldn't get over the fact that the dream was sort of blurry with the visuals. My sense of touch seemed active. I could discern the feel of a greasy plate from a clean one.
I was very restless that my precious dream time was draining away, so I moved to another table and felt a basket of flowers. Again, very active touch, very realistic. But the visuals were bland.
I decided to throw an apple at the wall. I wanted this counsel to break up and pay attention to the fact that I was lucid dreaming. Knowing there was no consequence, I picked a small green apple out of a bowl and was about to throw it, but instead it just fell out of my hand and rolled away on the floor. But it hit against my leg with another very active sensation of touch.
I started to look back down the hallway. It was getting darker, and the scene had changed from the large cathedral castle to my grandparent's house. I could tell that the dream was ending by fading to back, so I shouted out.
"Let there be light!"
Apparently quotes form the god don't work all too well, because I saw the dream get briefly brighter until I woke up.

A little added description:

The "king" man wore white armor and this spiky crown with large diamonds in it. I couldn't discern his approximate age, but I knew that he had either blonde or white hair.

The girl seems to match the descriptions of my dream guide, from my old dream journal. Even down to the apparel she most commonly wears.

I wonder what that counsel was about.

And here are some of the non lucid dreams. I typed these in later due to school...

I started out getting some explanation from this guy who was mining some rare metal somewhere in northern Russia. I can remember the whole dream scene being an ocean/lake, with some glacial mountains around it. He started explaining to me that the metal that he was mining was very chemically reactive with water.
He took a small piece and put it into the water, and it started to bubble and the chunk of metal was shrinking. He said that it got more interesting when there was only one atom of metal left.
The chunk of metal had started out at about the size of a golf ball, and was now about the size of a sand grain. Then it exploded into this huge, shiny perfect sphere, shrunk again. It repeated several times, and each time the sphere was smaller. It was over.

I was going though a very typical anxiety dream about school. It involved me walking out to the bus. K was there, and she reminded me that I needed to get some homework from my class.
I went back to the classroom, saw the homework on the desk, then went back to the bus. When I came back again, K told me that I still hadn't got the homework. I went back again, and saw all of the school buses drive out of the bus loop.
When I got back to the classroom the second time, It had become this large room that looked like an airplane hanger. There was one man sitting on top of a school bus parked in the hanger.
For some reason, my shoes were on top of the school bus and this man had put them up there. I asked him how to get my shoes down, and he told me:
"Believe that you can't and you can."
I told myself that getting my shoes was impossible, and sure enough, I teleported to the top of the bus. Once I had put my shoes on, the man disappeared and the dream scene changed. I was now in my neighborhood, up on the northern end, where my old bust stop used to be.
A sense of urgency, almost panic came over me, Like I was having a nightmare. I remembered what the man had told me. So I decided to not believe that I could make a sword out of a stick I had found on the ground.
(Ahh, swords. My dream sign.)
This police car crashed into a house, and a lot of dream characters started running and screaming. I decided to do a nose plug reality check. It failed for some odd reason, and I remained non lucid. I proceeded to try and make swords out of several more objects, but failed.

I've never really believed in shared dreaming, so I don't really know what to think of this...

I've also added a new name to my guide C, will stand for a new anonymous friend of mine. I met her on the school bus, and she and I both know alot about lucid dreaming. We've been talking to one another for several days now.

So the dream began with me riding my bike down a trail. I stopped at a Bigby coffee and got a hot chocolate. I put the drink in a cup holder right in the middle of my handlebars.
I realized that the cup was full and might spill, so I drank from it until it was about three quarters full.
I started riding again, and the cup slowly refilled. I drank from it again, and it refilled again. I stopped paying attention to riding my bike and did not realize that I was about to ride into a door.
When the door opened, C was there, and she grabbed the handlebars of my bike and stopped me.
From there, we went in to see a movie, I think it was the new Dredd movie. The only unusual thing about the movie was that there were a bunch of armed guards in the theatre.
Then the movie theater manager came up to me. He looked like Morpheus from the matrix. The theater scene changed to the street in front of my house. C was gone. It was nighttime.
The Morpheus man wanted to show me to use his gun. I can remember it being He began demonstrating how to hold it and shoot it. I was just about to try shooting it for myself when I woke up.

The interesting part of the story comes on the bus. When I was talking to C, she described running into me in the door of the theater. She said that I was drinking a coffee. And the movie that we saw in the dream was frankenweenie.

This makes me think of a that lucid dream, the one where my cat told me that he was my cousin and that he was lucid dreaming. I just don't know what to make of it all. The idea of shared dreaming just seems unrealistic.

I can't really put all the pieces together. I tried to WILD last night. A whole slew of lucid dreaming things happened including a lucid that I barely remember, a false awakening, and two additional non lucid dreams. Let me start with the least interesting and work my way up.

Suicide

The first dream entailed me and my mother. We decided that we were going to "Go die" so we had dug two holes in the ground and acquired some coffins.
Then my mother said that she was going to carve a death note into an Ipad. She asked me if she could use my Ipad instead of hers. Then she got an exacto knife and started carving a message into the screen about why we had decided to die/commit suicide.
We went outside, and got into our coffins. I'm not entirely sure why, but I decided to get back out and have second thoughts about committing suicide.
I was just standing in the drive in front of our house, and started talking to myself about the decision to commit suicide. The my mother got out of her coffin and decided that she didn't want to do it either. Then I told her that I needed to get a new Ipad since she scratched a death note into the screen.

Deathmatch

Another video game dream. Halo reach this time. It has been strange to me that video game dreams have stepped up their game and gotten alot more interesting and vivid recently. (Also strange because I haven't played Halo reach in almost a year now.)
I was literally a spartan. Not like controlling it or anything, like you normally would in a game, but my body was actually a spartan. But the game was still playing out normally. We were on this strange map that was sort of like a junkyard, with a dingy orange lighting to it.
The game started and I started looking for a way to help a the team. I saw a scorpion tank that nobody seemed to be using. I got in and looked back the direction that I had spawned. A wraith pulled between me and the direction that I had spawned.
I fired and killed it. Then a bunch of enemy players started swarming around my tank with energy swords. They were jumping around, trying to avoid getting shot. I realized that they were going to board my tank, so I bailed out.
When I got out, I took out my own energy sword and got into the fight. (The use of swords (though energy swords) still coincides with swords being a dream sign for me.) Unlike real halo, it took two hits to kill someone with the sword, one to break their shields, and one to finish the job. I can also remember the electric effect of the sheild being very vivid and realistic.
When fighting the first enemy, I broke his shields and killed him with two swift slashes. The second guy hit me from behind, breaking my shields. Our blades crossed and we pushed against one another. Then I killed him.
The final enemy, who was like the leader got in. I hit him and broke his shield, but my sword ran out of charge after the first hit. I tried to melee him again, with the sword hilt. He stabbed me in the chest, and the dream painlessly faded away.

Here are some images for the non-halo players to get an idea of what this looks like.

Scorpion tank



Energy sword



Terraskating

I seriously wonder about classifying this as a minor event. I will.

I was running down this highway, though a city very fast. I was lucid, but my recall was worse than my lucidity, so I couldn't remember how I got lucid. Though I was lucid. I can remember thinking about how cool this was, my sixth lucid dream.
I started to feel like my back was cold and wet. I false-awoke into my room and the window was open and all of this rain and wind was coming and and there was a violent thunderstorm happening outside. Annoyed, I closed the window and went back to "sleep"

I'm not sure what to make of all these dreams. There was a lot of waking up involved last night, and I probably don't have them in the right order. I was on an extremely consistent sleep schedule the last few nights, going to bed just around 9:15. But last night, I didn't make it to bed until 10:00.

I woke up at around 5:00. I had become lucid and immediately woke up. I gasped for breath and my eyes were open immediately. (I always wake up like this, this makes DEILDs impossible for me.)

I decided to try a WILD, though I'm not entirely familiarized with the procedure. I can remember trying three times. The first two times, I snapped out of it because I was drifting to sleep non-lucid. The third time, I drifted off into a non-lucid dream.

The dream was about my technical campus. (I am dual enrolled, at high school and a tech school visual imaging campus.)
Anyways, our instructor was explaining a new assignment that we were getting on Photoshop. We had to draw a planet.
Then he showed us this stunning visual demo of a planet somebody drew. It was a planet made out of technology (think death star surface) but it had an atmosphere glowing bluish-green. The visual zoomed in and we went inside the planet. there were multiple layers of this city-technology, separated by empty space.
I stated that I thought the planet looked a little like Dovia. (This was a planet from a science fiction novel that started writing last year.)
Then, I began drawing my own planet. I decided that I wanted mine to look like Jupiter began drawing this orange planet with a green spot.

I made a host of mistakes here, and I know what they are:

1-Not incubating my dream to the planned beach setting.

2-Not knowing the WILD procedure very well.

3-Not waking myself up enough.

With that in mind, I can try again tonight.

I've started working on Sageous's WILD classes, and read a great wiki about dream incubation, and how it can be used with MILD or WILD to incubate a lucid dream. I'm now using that in conjunction with a mantra and RCs.

I had to chose a location that was specific to my lucid dreams. I decided to use a beach, with palm trees. Because many of my first lucid dreams involved being on a beach, and it was where I first met my dream guide. I also thought that it offered many possibilities for a lucid dream.

My actual dream from last night consisted of me and my friends swimming at some lake. It was not really a tropical or beach setting, but for my first night of attempting dream incubation, it was close enough.
A bunch of friends from my school were there, and we were just sort of hanging around and playing in the water and stuff. It was not particularly interesting, but tonight I have the opportunity to go to bed much earlier.

My recall has been pretty bad, but I can remember that I was in another hunger games type situation where everyone was trying to kill me. What made it different from the hunger games was that we had teams.
The battlefield was a corn field with trees all along it. There was a road though the middle that had a few more trees along the edge.
Everyone on my team had gotten killed, other than me. A bunch of other people were dead, too. I started looking for good weapons, because most of what people had were small knives or hand-crafted spears. Eventually, I found two small war axes and some body armor.
I decided to dual wield the axes, and I was now one of the most powerful people fighting. I remember killing a few more people. Then this black woman who looked like one of my mother's friends came into the arena and told me that she was the mother of one of my teammates, and that she was really mad at me for letting her child get killed so that I could get the axes. She punished me by running over my laptop computer with a golf cart.

Most of these are non lucid dreams that I find boring. Skip to Tuesday night for the good stuff.

Sunday Night

(Pointless desert dream)

The first thing that I remember was stepping out of a small outpost, cobbled together from shanty metal plates, and part of an airplane cabin. All around the outpost was a sea of sand dunes, and at the edge of visibility, jagged mountains.
This girl who was about twelve, with blonde hair and glasses (The smart looking type) goes by me on this tractor-type vehicle with tank treads. Though the back of my head, I get the dream's plot. We're doing some kind of archeology dig in the desert, and I'm helping.
The tank was slow but I had a hard time keeping up. My feet were really heavy. I tried to blame it on the boots that I was wearing. (This is usually what it's like when you're having a nightmare and you want to get away from something.)
When we got over the first sand dune, there was a large army green party tent with a bunch of machinery under it.
For some reason, I got really attached to this rusty old wagon under the tent and started to pull it. The girl on the tractor told me to hurry up and get to the digging site. I asked her If I could ride on the tractor because my shoes were so heavy. She said no.
I managed to make it up the next sand dune, and saw the dig site. It was pretty small. The girl who had arrived before me was working, as well as these two really young boys with short hair. As soon as I was on top of the sand dune, everyone came up to see me. The girl told met that there was a sandstorm coming and that we should get back to the base.
I started to head back, but the girl got worried because she thought the wagon should/shouldn't be left out in the sandstorm. Whatever it was, me and her got into a really pointless and mundane argument that seemed to last forever.
The sandstorm was bearing down on us, and I started to get back to the base. I couldn't see the distant mountains anymore. And it took me a few minutes to make it past the tent again and back to the base. But as soon as the four of us made it back to base, we found out there was nothing there.
I suddenly entered this sort of fake lucid state. I tried to build us a new base. But instead, I build a landing pad and this large kind of helicopter-looking aircraft with four big turbines, two on each side. It was sort of a teal color.

I think this comes from the same dream, but I have no idea how it connects. I was in the desert still, but the sand dunes were a lot smaller now. Plus, there were no mountains in the distance now. And there was an abrupt, straight border with a forest of large pine trees that were all exactly the same height.
The dream characters from before were there, and the girl took this red Frisbee sized plastic ring and spun it around like a coin. Apparently it was some kind of archery challenge because I had a bow and arrow.
When I shot it (and hit it nonetheless) The arrow and ring shot straight up into the sky. Then my quiver came off my back, floated over to the same spot that I hit the ring, and went straight up into the sky.
We started to go looking for the plastic ring and my arrows, and we went into the forest next to the desert. At first, we could not find them, but then this well-camouflaged door opened in the side of one of the trees.
My mom comes out holding the ring and my arrows.
"I believe these are yours. I found them in my yard."

This whole thing doesn't make an ounce of sense!

Monday Night

I was going to a pool party at my old friend's house. I can remember walking to the pool with a couple friends, but it was rather uneventful.
When we got there, this girl that I've never met before got out of the pool and started kissing me and telling me that she loved me. I can remember that she was very overweight and didn't seem to have good hygiene. At first, I sort of let her kiss me and stuff, because I thought it was a joke or something.
Then she started holding me down and I think she was trying to have sex with me or something. (This is about as disturbing as it gets, so if you read this part, you're good.) The dream gets really hazy at this point.

After awhile, I came to my senses. She was still kissing me but we were in a really fancy restaurant with my parents. I told her I had to get going and she seemed a little sad, but was fine with me leaving.

Tuesday Night (Last Night)

A minor event. I can't remember what It was about at all, but I had one. Became lucid and woke up.

Also a WILD experience that I accidentally let myself have. I went though hallucinations and all that stuff. The dream started with these credits, like a movie was starting. I can't remember what they said because the letters were really small and sort of blurry. I can't remember what else happened, but I think that it was a WILD

The final dream for this triple-length entry is by far one of the most surreal and interesting dream experiences that I've had thus far. It was totally worth it to type all of those lousy pointless dreams just so I could get to tell you about this one interesting good one.
I was floating up, holing onto about a dozen balloons. But they were glowing with a hazy gold light. I looked around, and there were thousands of these balloons all around me. They were all drifting up from the middle of this giant bronze gear in the floor of a titanic room. The center of the gear was some kind of aperture that released the balloons.
Some of the balloons were alone, others were in clumps. Another clump floated up next to me, and my english teacher was hanging onto it.
I vividly remember her voice and choice of words almost exactly as she would have done in real life, and she was teaching me about lucid dreaming (of all things) as we drifted upwards holding onto these balloons.

This is one of the first times that a non-lucid dream has been so interesting to me. Usually they're boring things like being at school or playing a video game. Short as it was, I really enjoyed it.

It all started out with me piloting a mech, as you might have guessed. I think that it was third person, so it may have been a video game dream, though it did not look familiar. I was making my way down a desert road, with a large cliff to my left. About a quarter mile up, the road turned into a canyon in the side of the cliff.
A commander's voice told me that the enemy force would come out of the canyon. I made my way to the mouth of the canyon, and saw 3-5 tanks coming out of the canyon.
But these were not normal tanks; they walked on four small mechanical legs, and had missile silos instead of cannons. They had desert camo. They opened fire on me, but all of the shots missed.
I began to examine my own mech. It was a bipedal walker with three weapons; a machine gun on the left side, a missile launcher. The top had some kind of laser sniper cannon. It was kind of a dark-blue gray color.
I began firing back, favoring the missile launcher. More of the walking tanks came out of the canyon. I kept killing them, but I was getting overwhelmed.
"Snipers!" The commander hollered.
I looked up and saw another type of mech making its way along the canyon rim. Unlike the tanks that were slow and lumbering, these mechs were swift, with long, spidery legs and a huge sniper cannon. They had a bright red/orange coloration.
Shots hit all around me. One hit one of my mech's legs, and I limped over, immobilized. I looked up and fired my own sniper at one of the enemy snipers. He went limp, and the spidery machine fell into the canyon.
A second barrage, and my mech was hit in the cockpit. (This was third person.) I looked over to take out another sniper, but my weapons started malfunctioning and they all fired at once. I didn't kill another sniper. Then the walking tanks in the canyon fired all their missiles, and I think my mech failed entirely.

The dream cuts out at this point. I may have entered deep sleep and left the dream. I don't think I woke up.

When I was a kid, I used to always have these dreams about being in a pool or lake and huge waves would start coming and I would be drowning and gasping for breath. I made that a dream sign, but I rarely dream about that sort of thing anymore.

I cannot really remember how things got started, but I was treading water in the corner of this aquarium. The pool was sort of long and thin and I was trapped in one end.
There was this giant yellow-brown jellyfish, now I mean huge. It must have been three stories tall. The top, sort of domed shaped part poked up above the water. The stingers hung down into the aquarium, so that I could not dive under it.
To the left, there was about 6-8 feet of clearance for me, and I tried to squeeze around that way. But there was this strange thing floating between the jellyfish and the wall. It looked like a bunch of bloody goat horns kind of in a spikeball. When I went close to it, I was repelled away.
I thought about swimming though the jellyfish tentacles, thinking that maybe they wouldn't sting. I decided that was a risk that I wasn't willing to take.
After a little while, all of the creatures in the room rearranged into a maze, almost.
There were a bunch of the horn spikeballs and a few more of the giant jellyfish. I made my way to this computer terminal mounted in the wall, just above the water level.
When I came onto the computer, a popup appeared on the screen.
"Would you like to realize you're dreaming?" With a yes or no option.
I clicked the "Yes" and started to fly above the maze of jellyfish and spikeballs. Then I woke up.

These dreams were rather unstable and blurry, and don't seem to have much meaning. I have come to find these sorts of dreams rather boring. Not only that, they are awkward to describe in DJ entries.

Fragment (Last Night)

All I can remember is looking in the mirror and having short white hair. I did not appear aged at all, though my hair was bleached. I closed my eyes and opened them, and my hair was black. I think my hair went though several more transformations. I wish I could remember more of the dream.

Fragment (Wednesday night)

I was hanging out in the basement with one of my friends. I think it was S or A. I looked under the large couch in our basement. There was a large clearance of a foot or two between the underside of the couch and the floor. And there was all of this garbage arranged/organized under the couch.
After looking for awhile, I told my friend that I was going to clean out the garbage. I started taking a load of pop cans upstairs to recycle them, but my recall fades out.

The Skyrim house (Wednesday Night)

I hate dreams that relate to video games that I play. Especially when they make no sense, like this.

I was dreaming of being in the game Skyrim. I had just bought this DLC that added some new group to the game, and I was checking out their base.
It turned out to be this very small, modern looking house. It was made almost entirely out of these brick-red wooden boards, aside from a glass wall on the front. When I went inside there were three slots with walls in between them. The one on the left had an enchanting table, the one in the middle, a chest, and the one on the right, an alchemy table.
Then some sort of elevator in the floor that took me down into a much larger setting.
There was a very long room, made of the same reddish wood. The walls were on a 45 degree angle, and angled as though you were in the attic of a large house. There were support beams going down this large hall (Think like ribs on an old wooden ship)
The middle part of the hall was a sort of sunk in walkway, and along the edges were various stations. I can remember numerous DCs producing resources, foraging weapons, brewing potions, etc etc...
By this point someone started giving me a tour of the place. He was an old man, and apparently the leader of this faction. We walked for a long time and he was just talking about his plans.

Party Crashers (Also Wednesday night)

Save the best for last, as they say. None of these dreams interest me much, but this one the most for its plot and humor.

I can remember being in some sort of theme park. It wasn't a really big ticket place, and I wasn't with anyone. I can remember it being a hot, dry day.
This discreet looking man came up to me and asked me to do him a big favor. He was tall, thin, and short black hair. He said that there was a party for the rich and well connected taking place in that tower. (He gestured to a small, cylindrical glass skyscraper) And apparently he wanted them all dead.
He gave me four or five brick-sized explosives. They were just plastic black boxes with a red LED in one corner, and a detonator remote with a key in it. He explained to me that I should go into the party and hide the explosives around the room. Then turn the detonator remote, and I would have a minute and a half to get away.
I went to the small skyscraper and got into the elevator. The elevator turned out to be one of the rides at the amusement park. I had to get into a seat and put on a rigid shoulder support.
The elevator moved really fast and went up and down a couple times until I arrived on the party floor. The elevator let out into a medium sized dining room all prepared for the party. There were dream characters sitting at the table, but I hopped up on the table, and began duct-taping the explosive charges to the ceiling. They were completely oblivious...
After that, I hid one in a vase, and went into the observation room that gave me a view of the dreamworld. The dream was blurry and boring, so I set the last explosive in there, and started to head back though the dining room.
By this point the dream characters at the party had begun taking the explosives off the wall and trying to figure out what they were. I thought that if I could get out before they realized and got rid of them.
I turned the key on the detonation remote, and was ready to get on the elevator when the man who had given me the assignment showed up. He created some sort of portal on the wall and enticed me to walk though it.
From there, there was some sort of apocalyptic city, all charred and destroyed. I must have slipped out of the dream or woke up, because it sort of ends there.

By the time my recall picks up, I was already lucid. (My dream recall is worse than my lucidity. ) I was in my family room. The first thing I remember doing was talking with my cat.
My cat was actually a portrayal of my cousin. I can't remember most of our dialogue but we were arguing because we were in the same lucid dream and we wanted to know who would get to use their powers of dream control, and who would be a bystander. I eventually said to him that I challenged him to a dream duel. Winner keeps the dream.
I punched the ground near him. He ran away and faded. I got up and decided that I would go outside and try to find my guide or practice some dream control, since the opportunity so rarely presents itself.
I walked though the kitchen and towards the front door, my parents stood back. They must have realized that I was lucid and wanted to go about it on my own. On my way out the door I said to myself "my shoes are on!". I'm pretty sure it worked but it was kind of unnecessary.
The dream world was beautiful. The sky was nearly alien with two morning suns poking though the clouds. I can remember there being alot of flowers in our front garden. But one orchid was particularly beautiful.
I began down the walk when something started buzzing in my ear, like a mosquito. I dusted away from my ear. It was persistent no matter how many times that I swatted or dusted the annoyance away from my ear. My ear began to hurt as I began to slap it and dig my finger into it trying to get the buzzing out. I lost focus and forgot about maintaining the lucid experience. I woke up in my frustration.

Uggh. Crappy recall.

This first dream was very silly. I apologize for the lack of detail.

I can remember some dream that I had about me and my father, we were going backpacking in some mountains. I can't remember the dream very well up until the part where we arrived at this cabin.
We sat down in this log cabin, Me, him and a few other DCs. My dad took out this GIANT slab of beef and started to take bites off of it. (It was a sort of cylinder shape, about a foot around and a foot tall.) I must have been giving him a funny look because he told me that he was so hungry from carrying a heavy backpack all day that he would eat the whole thing.
He started to offer me various foods. I can remember trying some chicken and fried fish. Somehow when my dad took the food out of his backpack it would fly into my mouth.
But the final food was the one that I remember most vividly, a piece of pizza. When I bit into it, the taste was vivid and realistic, the only worthwhile part of the dream.
This dream had a rare ending, It faded back into sleep, instead of me waking up. Probably the reason for the lack of clarity.

I can remember achieving lucidity after some dream character told me that I was dreaming. But as soon as I did the dream destabilized, and I partially woke up. I was stuck in this nether world between being in this lucid dream and being awake.
I knew that I could either allow myself to wake up or attempt to stabilize the dream, but it was clear to me that stabilizing the dream carried only a very slim chance of salvaging it. I allowed myself to awake.
The outcome of the dream was not what interested me. Being in that "between" state for so long was what interested me.

So anyways, now that I am returning, I have come up with a strategy to achieve lucids. (And avoid crappy nights like this) And it is as simple as it should be effective:

I will do a Mantra session, sit and think or say quietly that I will lucid dream and remember it. I will do this based on time (Starting out at 30 minutes each night) I will document my time with DJ entries the following morning.

Once I can reliably lucid with 30 minutes each night, I will begin to reduce the time, a few minutes at a time. If I am struggling, I may increase the time that I do it.

My ultimate hope is to get myself to the point that I can lucid dream every night with just a few minutes of mantra sessions, or better yet, none.

So it is essentially an organized attempt on the MILD method.

I cannot remember this dream very clearly, but I found it so interesting that I had to document it online.

I was dreaming that it was the year 2080, I think, and I visited this company called Gen-Mate. The company charged a heavy price to grow you an artificial Husband/Wife or mate in a cloning vat. I was walking down a long hall lined with high-tech cloning vats. This employee was talking to me about the superiority of the clones; although I cannot remember why I was at the company's facility.
"The clones grow at an accelerated rate, then slow to a normal aging rate once they are fully matured. They are as healthy as normal human beings in every way. You can even have sexual intercourse with them and they will produce healthy children."
When I to the end of the hall, I made my way into this room with all these doctors. They were discussing the human genome and ways to make their artificial humans healthier. On a computer screen, there was a 3D model of someone's heart, being scanned and displayed.
The heart started beating, and the men analyzed it. One of them got really excited when he noticed that he had discovered a small valve that had never been discovered before. Growing off the valve was a small flap of flesh.
"That is what is called Jacob's Column. If we could find a way to remove it we could halt the aging process!"
The dream told me the entire thing though the back of my head. "Jacob's Column" was a small gland that was in your heart. It grew continuously until it filled your heart and you died, and this was why people died of old age.
Me and all of the doctor guys were really excited that we had made such a fascinating discovery. I woke up soon after.

I just had an awesome lucid dream last night, and since I was supposed to start coming back to this DJ now, I thought that this would make the perfect place for me to start up agian.

So anyways, It started out with me at some kind of festival for very famous people. I didn't get to go inside the building but I kept on seeing limousines and other exotic and high-end vehicles driving into the parking structure.
Eventually, for a reason that I cannot remember, (My recall was poor at this point) I started driving a bus. The bus had extremely bad handling and I could barely reach the pedals.
I was about to go though an intersection and I stepped on the brake. Only my big toe could reach and I barely pressed it down. The bus ran though the intersection and collided with another car.
"Oh, I'm in deep crap now..." I said.
Someone on the bus said something. This triggered lucidity.
"Or, maybe I'm dreaming!" I said to myself
Now I can't really remember what happened after that, but my recall picks up when I started flying. (I think I might have had a false awakening, too.) I can remember saying something like "I get to fly as fast as light"
Next thing I know, I was in third person, flying away from earth. Earth shrunk to a dot in a matter of seconds. Then, all of the stars turned to white lines. (Think Millennium Falcon light speed) Then I accelerated again, going so fast there was just a purple tube of energy around me.
At this point, My lucidity sort of amped up and things really got good. I appeared in my neighborhood, and went back into first person.
"Cool, I'm having one of those "Neighborhood" dreams"
I took a short time to stabilize. I began to look for my dream guide. I began calling for them to show themselves. I noticed another DC, a small boy with a huge baseball helmet.
Before I knew it, Dream characters started appearing everywhere. Some of them looked deceptively like my DG, but were not. The people were there to distract me. I waved my hand over a group of people, and shouted "Delete"
The people spontaneously disappeared. I made my way down the street, deleting people as I went, but more and more people were appearing, and the "Delete" was becoming less effective.
"Pause" I shouted. Everyone but me froze.
"Delete All" I shouted, and all of the people, frozen in their positions were pulled towards a small portal in the floor of the street and fell down it. The portal closed when everyone had fallen though.
I turned around.
"Draw Dream Guide"
It took me a second to realize this command actually worked. I turned around, and looked at the spot where the portal had closed.
A black man with long hair in dreads appeared. He's tall and thin, in his 20's and had a huge silver and black boombox and bling necklaces. He stood up.
"You're not my dream guide!"
"Yes I am, man!" He said in a phony voice.
The dream immediately destabilized and I woke up.