lucid

Some kind of video game or simulation that involved building a battleship and fighting the opponent. People had built really humorous ships in order to win. Somebody built a ship that would always flip over sideways and had a big gun on the opposite side so that gun would land on top when the ship flipped over.

Somebody else made a ship that was basically a small tugboat with one giant gun battery on it.

I felt like I was watching a Let's Play or something. (Funny because I think that LPs are a waste of time.) The guy was talking about how you got money to upgrade your ship in the game. But when he won the battle he won a lot of money ($50,000) but you had to pay to repair your ship so he only ended up profiting $1000.

He got really mad and quit the game.

-WBTB-

I had some kind of reality editing or manipulation tool that allowed me to build things. I constructed a pool in the front yard of my house. However, I was not in the front yard of my own house, but rather a different house unfamiliar to me IWL. I don't really know where it was, but it was built on a hillside.

Because of that, I ended up making three pools, and I placed a pump and waterfall system that would fall through all three pools. I had also added my own room underneath the uppermost pool, because I didn't have a place to stay at this house.

I was really excited when I was finished and ran to get the owners of the house. I turned on the pump that would start the waterfall but it didn't seem to be working. The water was bubbling up into the top pool filling it to a few inches, but then it would sink back down into the drain.

...

I was in the room I had constructed beneath the top pool. I heard someone knock on the window. I peeked through the blinds and saw a tall asian boy. I figured I would let him in.

When I opened the door I saw he had a .50 cal sniper rifle aimed at me. He jabbed it into my stomach. This guy was p*ssed off.

"Are you Estevan [Gibberishlastname], Graduate from Minnesota Institute of Technology?!?!"

I was strangely calm given the circumstance, but I still put my hands up. Blame semi lucidity. The same semi-lucidity I had while building the pool with reality altering powers.

"What? No. You got the wrong guy."

"Oh..." *puts giant gun down* "sorry. You look like him."

...

I was at the cafe in my college, still with that same character. He looked a little different now. His hair, that had been sort of a mop head/bowl cut before was now buzzed short. His skin tone seemed a little darker too. He was also wearing one of the shirts from my Taekwnondo studio.

He was telling me something about how he liked big guns and dating girls. He started losing himself talking about this girl that he had a crush on. His English, that wasn't very good to begin with broke down into either Korean or simply dreamspeak.

My reason to believe it was Korean was the fact that my Taekwondo master showed up and started talking to him in the incomprehensable language. He told me that English was not his first language. I told him I knew that, and I could help him practice by talking to him.

-WBTB-

False awoke in my college dorm. I RC'd and became lucid.

I can't even remember the lucid dream, or that much of it. I felt like it went on for a long time.

I remember leaving the dorm and doing a successful nose-pinch reality check. I just remember, in general, being really lucid.

I do remember trying to get out of the dorm building a couple times. I tried phasing through walls. I remember going partially through. Passing though the wall felt like passing through a thick liquid, but then it became solid and I couldn't continue pushing through. I stepped back and there was an imprint of my body in the wall.

I then decided to try phasing through the window. A similar thing happened. I started to push against the glass and it felt liquid. When I was about halfway through the glass turned solid. When I backed away from the window, there was a 3D imprint of my body there too.

I remember thinking of Blobularwindmil's dare. I still need to do it and I've been really sloppy with getting goals done ever since I destroyed the lucid barrier. I remember thinking that I already did it, but what I had done was really lame. I had a memory of drawing a long tablet shape on a paper and making it into a Popsicle stick. I'm not sure if that was a false memory or not.

I made my way downstairs to simply exit through the door. The RA was sitting at a table by the door with some other DCs. She said that she wanted to talk with me for a moment. I sat down at the table with her and her friends.

"Why does the boy with the [something] who's eyes do not mach come to into our world and [gibberish] when he is confined. No matter how hard we hold him down, he can still [gibberish]"

I'm bad at quoting DCs.

...

I had a false awakening where I woke up and started to put my dreams in on Dreamviews. I remember my laptop had been replaced by this really old computer, it looked like it was from the 90's.

I saw that I had a bunch of PMs from DawnEye11. They were really sad messages saying that I had left Dreamviews without saying goodbye.

My roommate's alarm went off an hour early and woke me up. I went back to sleep.

-WBTB-

I remember false awakening in my dorm room. Manei was my roommate instead of D. She was shaking telling me, trying to get me out of bed because it was time for class and that I had to get up.

I was semi lucid, but I had all of these false memories that I was actually going to college to learn lucid dreaming and that there was actually nothing unusual about this situation. I falsely remembered that other dreamer-guide groups were in other dorms.

I remember thinking of other DV members, I had false memories for a lot of them. Dawneye11 was across the hall. Only Dawn was going to school; there was some rule that you could only bring one guide. I thought of OneUp. He had a female guide who was short and had light brown hair and green eyes, but I didn't know her name. (I don't know if OneUp even has met a guide yet.) I then thought of ~Dreamer~ and remembered that she was a professor at the college who taught a course on DILD.

I also remember the dorm room looking quite a lot different. IRL it's pretty plain, not really decorated, however in the dream there was this big red canvas wall mount with all of these pouches in it that we used to hold books and jackets and stuff. We had a TV and a couple of plants in the window. I think the room was a little bit bigger too.

I got out of bed and got really interested in the room. There were these three parchment banners hanging above my bed desk with Chinese characters on them. I kept thinking that I knew what they meant. They had a blue border that had a really interesting design too.

Manei lodged some complaint that I created the dream wrong because she only had white tank tops to wear.

I can't recall the dream from here, I think I woke up and was stuck in bed limbo for awhile. I remember thinking something was really funny.

What is up with all of this semi-lucidity? Usually I'm not using this much yellow, green and teal, but these last few days have been weird.

I was riding my bike with C down the main road in our town. It was foggy and all of the plants looked green and alive. (If this keeps happening, I'm gonna call it a dream sign.) The other thing that I remember was that we were riding down the middle of the road in the town, not the sidewalk. The road must have been closed or something.

It was hot in the dream as well as humid.

There was a funny bit of broken logic here where I said that I had predicted that I would see her riding my bike with me on the main road in a dream. (Without realizing that I was in fact dreaming right then and there.) I remember her having a green bandanna tied around her waist. (Not sure how you would tie a bandanna to fit around your waist, mine barely fits around my head.) I told her that every detail of how she looked was accurate right down to that bandanna.

We turned onto a trail and started heading through the park. (IWL this would lead you to my house.) We started getting chased by this pair of rich twin kids driving old fashioned cars that were trying to run us over. (Man a lot of similarities to last night.) We thought we could lose them by going down the woods path since there are concrete posts to prevent people from driving motor vehicles down there. But their old fashioned cars were narrow and therefore easily fit between them.

At some point I was able to take control of one of the kids driving the cars and make him crash. But they were twins, and the other twin was still following us.

There was some important plot-line playing out here that I cannot fully recall. C had something in her bike bag (a book of some sort I think.) that we were trying to keep anyone else from getting their hands on.

The whole dream was a little bit lucid, but I had the strangest deja vu like this had happened before.

...

Rocket standing by to launch at an inland launch facility on the plains. Farmland all around. Facility is on a bit of a hill. The rocket is set to launch mid-day and rendezvous with a space station. It is a clear day, no clouds. But there are 3 or 4 moons in the sky. The rocket has four external boosters and a central shaft leading up to one of those space capsules.

(Here we go with that space travel dream sign again. Come on, I stopped playing KSP months ago now...) I am 3rd person spectating. I think I was filming the launch for a news station while flying in a helicopter or something.

Count down and lift off. The rocket lifts off and begins to turn over. There is a timer showing how long the flight has been in progress, and at about 40 seconds something goes wrong. One of the booster rockets is bending up into the main rocket body. It begins malfunctioning and shooting off a trail of fire and explosions pushing it sideways.

The launch escape system (LES) activated and pulled the pod with the astronauts away from the rocket. The parachutes opened and everyone cheered since the astronauts came on the radio and said that everything was just fine. The rocket broke apart and the boosters kept going upward.

The dream faded out here.

Well that was pointless and went nowhere.

-WBTB- only about 3:50 am. Had to pee really badly.

Some kind of hunger games or battle royale situation here. It was fairly late in the game and most of the contestants had already been killed. I was hiding in a cave (giving a Minecraft vibe). I even had wooden treasure chests full of supplies that I was guarding. I spotted another player. I recognized her as one of my OC's.

"...Satri?"

She realized that she had been spotted and started running away from me. (I guess she was looking to steal my supplies.) The dream went semi lucid again. I pulled out my Fang Jian and chased after her.

Spoiler for What is a Fang Jian:

Fictional weapon of my own design. Fang Jian is Chinese for 'Spinning Sword'. Even if google translate is wrong. (And it usually is.) I don't care. I like that for the name of the weapon.

I've actually been trying to get the one you see in the picture here to appear in my dreams for some time.

I started to run after her. Since she was my character, I knew what to expect. She was a fast runner. She was stealthy and might try to steal my resources. I kept following her and trying to hook her and pull her back. But she was too fast.

We got to a lava lake that had all of these stepping stones across it. She cleared it pretty fast, and I followed right after her. I the cave was getting narrow and darker with all of these twists and turns. I knew I might be able to corner her.

But then, there was a door with a women's restroom sign on it in the depths of the cave and she ran inside. There was also a men's restroom and a unisex restroom. I yelled out that that was unfair.

I tried to figure out what to do. I said that this was a dream, but that I wished that I knew I was dreaming so that I could change myself into a female and follow her into the bathroom. (Yeah, That is some of my most broken logic yet.)

I came up with a new strategy. There was a little ledge above the bathroom door that I would climb up on. When she came out, I would jump down and assassinate her. I climbed up and got ready. Just a few moments after I got ready, she came out. She had a giant black pair of scissors. She started slicing at me with them but I blocked.

She then kicked me in the chest. It was so fast that it actually took me half a second to realize that the blow I felt was in fact a kick. I anchored myself using my weapon and moved in, putting her on the defensive. I tried to slash at her, but she jumped out of the way. I cut a couple of stalagmites and saw that I had cut them smooth like polished stone.

She disappeared from the dream (or just ran off.) and I started cutting stone with my weapon because I liked the pretty patterns that would come up and the feel of the stone. I began thinking that feeling the stone was like dream stabilization and that I should become lucid. I was also thinking that I was lost. The dream faded out and I woke up.

Well the past few days I have had no recall whatsoever, and didn't feel like doing check in entries for one reason or another. It's nice to get going again with a short lucid.

The first dream (nonlucid) had to do with some kind of demonic nuclear device going off very near to me. I was able to generate some kind of invisible lead shield as the blast passed over me. When it cleared (not caring about radiation) I began looking for other survivors.

I found my friend A who was in his alien persona. He was hurt pretty bad and I had to bandage his wound with my shirt. He was bleeding blue glowing blood.

The nuke went off outside the library on my college campus. I remember seeing the flames having skulls and hands reaching out to grab me inside of them.

The dream repeated at least once.

-wbtb-

I can't remember what I dreamed of prior, but I was driving around in the car quite a lot. I became lucid when I pulled over into this gas station/grocery store type thing to ask for directions. I saw Morgan Freeman in there and that made me reality check and become lucid.

I then realized that I was still shirtless from the last dream. I think one of the DCs in the store pointed that out to me. There was a large mirror leaned against the wall. It was not a pretty sight. For some reason I had a huge round hairy stomach. I thought it was kind of funny and held it and jiggled it around to see how it felt.

I then decided it was better to change back into my normal self. I closed my eyes and opened them telling myself I would be back to normal. I had the body of a chubbier female now. Oops. That's my transgendered side talking again. I played around with that body for a few moments as well.

I decided to try one more time. I focused on changing into either my dream self or my waking life self. What I got was an anime version of dawn, only shorter, with my normal body proportions. Okay, I'll take what I can get.

I then had another question. What would happen if I were to do a flip in a dream. I sort of knew that It would probably just end up destabilizing the dream. So I tried one. Yep super destabilized. For some reason, I felt like I was injured or weakened after doing that. I couldn't get up.

I tried to re-stabilize the dream. I remember reaching with my right hand onto one of the shelves in the store and feeling for whatever item was there that I could use to stabilize. I couldn't see it, the whole dream had gone white, but I could tell it was a clay pot with soil in it, but no plant.

I lost the dream and FA'd. The following dream was more like hypnoponic imagery though, just some flashes of my Taekwondo class.

I was inside a movie- actually I think it was a TV show like the walking dead this time around. I was the main protagonist of the show and it was supposed to be about a zombie apocalypse. There were also dream signs galore in this dream.

There was some aspect to the TV show where I, as the main character was allowed to do whatever I wanted, and the writers would change the scene to follow suit, so it was all my decisions and I could act as whatever character that I wanted.

In some sense, it was like partial lucidity. I knew that the entire story was pretend.

It started off with me being out in some remote location, out in the mountains. It was foggy and everything had this bluish tint to it. There was some kind of spiritual exchange meeting going on here where all of these people would come and meditate together and exchange spiritual items.

I remember speaking with some old woman shopkeeper who was selling crystals, bracelets, dream catchers, stuff like that. I asked her how much it was for this necklace with this bluish-green hexagon crystal from it on a gold mount. She said it was $40 (or some other rather reasonable price.)

I pulled out my wallet and paid her. She handed it over and I put it around my neck. She got a little confused saying that the necklace was for girls. I told her that I didn't care; I liked the look of it and walked off.

It was getting dark and I had to head back home. I started to head down a trail that led me into a field with some small shrubs. It was a rather wide trail. I think it was a road, in fact. It had the two treads as if people had driven cars down it.

I heard the sky start to rumble as if a thunderstorm was rolling in. I got the 'evil presence is coming' feeling and figured I should head back to the spiritual people meeting place. I ran back. At one point, lightning nearly struck me. I was afraid to go up on the mountain where there were no trees and I might get struck. I looked out of the edge of the forest at the ridge and saw that nobody was there. There was no way those people with all of those tables and tents could have cleared out that fast!

I started running back down into the valley, hoping to find a cave or fallen tree I could use to shelter from the storm. Rain began to fall and a gale-force wind picked up. Branches started to rip off of trees. The storm was really intense, and the dream faded out.

...

It was a few days later. I was in a city now, but the city had been decimated by the plauge/zombies. (I can't remember if the virus that was in the story was simply killing people or turning them into zombies.)

I remember seeing this black guy. He was the first human I had seen since the spiritual gathering on the mountain. He was wearing a mountain climbing outfit and had a backpack. It looked like he might have a lot of supplies to help survive the apocalypse. I tried to get his attention but he purposefully ignored me.

I walked up close to him. He pulled out a crowbar and attacked me. The two of us started fighting. He tried to hit me with a piece of broken window, but I broke it in his hand. I decided I would win this fight. He was bigger than me by a lot, but he had a big backpack on that was weighing him down and making him slow. That was my advantage.

I jumped into the air and kicked him in the stomach. I tried to talk to him, but he insisted on remaining a mute. I kicked him agian. We were fighting inside a half-destroyed bar now and he landed face first on the bar. I then axe kicked him in the head. This killed him or at least put him unconscious. I then started looting his backpack taking all of his food, his gun (he had a pistol) and his clothes.

...

The dream somehow cut to the space station. There were two scientists. (One male, one female.) The female scientist said that a sample of the virus had gotten on the station, but she contained it and was analyzing it in her computer.

The computer had this really cool graphic of the molecular structures at play and it showed a diagram of the pathogen in three dimensions.

"The virus stems from the eurithromycin strain, the same virus that we use to produce all of the worlds antibiotics, so we can't kill it with vaccination. However..."

She typed on the computer and began zooming in on the inside of the virus.

"The virus has triple helix DNA. My research shows that our experimental nanorobots, that were ineffective in combating other viruses, may be as much as six times more effective on this strain because they are better able to identify the triple helix DNA!"

The computer graphic showed the Nanorobots attacking the virus and killing it.

"I have ordered the space staton's nano-robot factory to produce as many robots as possible. I need to test them first to see what ones are the most effective, but when we are done-"

"We load them into the return vehicles and send them on suicide trajectories. They will burn up in the high atmosphere and distribute the nanorobots all over the planet, killing the virus and returning all of the people to normal!"

"Exactly. But just one problem. We'll be stranded here. The space program is closed. Too many people died and they won't be able to come up and get us."

...

"ALERT! VIRUS DETECTED! SPACE STATION SECTION 4 COMPRIMISED!"

The male and female scientist woke up. The viruses formed together in the air and made this flower shaped monster with tentacles. The nano-robots on the station all formed together into metal arms and started fighting with it. For some reason they started throwing plant pots at each other and dirt and broken ceramic bits were floating around the station. The male scientist closed off that module.

They said that they wouldn't be able to access the return vehicles if the giant virus won the fight and took over that module. The fight would take really long time because the virus and the nanobots would kill each other a few at a time.

I woke up. I did some autosuggestion notebook, but didn't really write anything meaningful. For some reason I was tired enough to want to not do autosuggestion, but not tired enough that it took me long enough to count to nearly 300 to get back to sleep.

-WBTB-

The second dream was really dry and had to do with a lot of family/personal issues. It dragged on for quite a while. Skip everything until the very end.

The dream ended when my dad was yelling at me and he elbowed my computer on 'accident' and the screen cracked. I started yelling at him and telling him he had to buy me a new one now. He then disappeared from the dream.

I became so frustrated with my family and decided that I was going for a walk to get some space. I started to put my shoes on when I realized that before our argument I was trying to WBTB and this fight must be a dream. I moved my leg to stand up, but moved my WL leg and woke myself up.

-WBTB-

There were four combat robots that had survived a massive war with an enemy army. The robots were controlled by a core computer in orbit, but since the core computer only had to control the four of them, they were really intelligent.

Before the battle even died down, they hid in a downed spaceship where they found some books. They were still getting used to their new intelligence. They found a science fiction book by Isacc Asimov and decided it would be a holy text. They were reading it out loud hoping that it would save them from the enemy team that had won the war.

For some reason I remember being one of the four robots at a point in the story where there were some enemy soliders just outside the spaceship. I was scared that there was going to be jump scare where they would come out and kill some of us.

The robots just sat in the downed spaceship and read books to kill time. (Because you know every spaceship should have a library on it.) They took an oath of nonviolence and disengaged their weapon systems. After awhile, they ran out of literature, but they discovered that they could order books through this teleporter system, but they could only order 10 books a week since the teleporter used a lot of power.

They decided to start reading hentai mangas because they wanted to become more human, and they wanted to understand what it was like to be human and to be attracted to someone. One of the robots was afraid it would corrupt them but he got outvoted by the other three.

There was some non lucid and semi lucid stuff before my last WBTB, but I can't remember it. I remember it had something to do with this recreational center that had an ice skating rink in it.

-WBTB-

There was a man who had a small toddler with him in a store, akin to a Walmart or Target or something. He was abusive and got angry with his son of about three years old. Apparently, the store sold toilets on this big multi-teired display and he got so mad with his son that he flushed him down one of the toilets.

His mom started panicking, but the abusive man kept pushing her away. He then said he was going to 'teach the kid a lesson' and grabbed an absurdly large tube of toothpaste off of the shelf and squeezed it into the toilet to 'drown' him.

The mom told me to go and get security. I ran to the front of the store where there a couple of security officers. One was really tall and skinny and the other was short and fat. It told them about what was going on, and they said that since this man might be dangerous they wanted me to be armed. They handed me two over sized nerf guns. One was a huge nerf missile launcher and the other was a giant machine gun.

We went running back to the scene where the man was still squeezing toothpaste down the toilet. One of the guards grabbed him and the other picked up the toilet and smashed it open. The kid inside was fine, but he was covered in toothpaste.

The dream carried on for another minute and I carried around the giant nerf guns. I wondered if I was allowed to keep them.

...

I was driving down the expressway, or at least felt like it. I looked down to see that I was not in a car. I didn't even have a body. I was just a floating viewpoint moving down the road like a car would.

Somehow or other I was able to nose pinch and recognize that this was a dream.

The expressway had lights and weird interchanges in it, all of these traffic signals and junctures that didn't really make sense. I remember seeing traffic lights that turned weird colors like purple and white and wondering what they meant.

I then honed in on the cars that were driving around me. They were really detailed. The expressway changed to more of a suburban road with big trees. I saw that the cars were really detailed. I could even see the reflections on the gloss of the car of the trees and the sun.

I began thinking at a very high level of lucidity about how this was all imagery created by my brain, and it had such impressive quality. I knew I had to get to trying to shared dream with DawnEye11, but right then.

Then my mom came into my room and started yelling since I was going to be late for my Saturday morning taekwondo class. I really need to start trying to WBTB at college more. I don't have to worry about this crap.

I found myself semi-lucid around my own house. I can remember flying around. I was fighting this fat DC who looked like Gluttony from Fullmetal Alchemist. I remember I was trying to mimic alchemy and convert the atoms in the ground into weapons, blades and rock pillars that would attack him.

At one point, I made a giant cannonball and covered it in spikes. This seemed to kill him. I think he vanished, and I realized that I was fighting. Then my alchemy powers stopped working but I was still able to fly around. I thought about flying to space, I saw the moon in the daytime sky and thought about going there. I remember thinking about how there was an old shared dreaming group who had a building there. I thought that I was supposed to be meeting with her (Dawneye11) in the shared dream there.

Just then the moon exploded. Bits of the moon flew outward, but the core of the moon remained, and became a black hole. Then, a gravity wave came out, first hitting the pieces of the moon and pulling them back in. It then hit the earth.

It felt like a really strong wind was pulling me toward the moon black hole. Houses and trees were pulled up and sucked in. I thought that I should try to escape the black hole. If I can't NBD, it's a lucid dream, and I'll see where it takes me.

I started flying away, but I wasn't going nearly fast enough and I was getting sucked in. I tried to go faster and managed to stop myself relative to the black hole. at one moment, however, I must have twitched my arm too fast because I woke up and moved my arm IWL.


-WBTB-

I was in my old high school with Manei. However, I was for some reason a ghost. (You know how for Halloween there is always that one person who goes as a bed-sheet ghost. Well, I was that ghost, but I wasn't a costume, I was just a bed-sheet.)

I remember at one point (though not very clearly) I was able to phase through walls. Manei was very impressed.

At some point, my ghostly bedhseet was replaced with a Victorian dress.

At the end of the dream there was this big wall of questions. It was something that my high school was doing in the dream. I remember reading one of the questions that somebody else had posted.

"Why do dentists write on our teeth with a dark blue crayon? Wouldn't dark green be on a better wavelength?

While I'm at it, how many dark blue crayons do they take away from small children who need them, after all it has been scientifically proven that little kids like the dark blue crayons?"

I looked through most of the other questions on the wall. Most of them were long and complex like that one, but I didn't bother to read all of them.

Manei said that she wanted to put a question on the wall. There was a bin of cards. She used some kind of power on it and it began rapidly cycling through a large number of words and phrases until it landed on one single word.

'why'

She posted that up in the middle of the wall.

"Why is a beautiful word because you can always ask 'why' something is the way it is. Sometimes you will arrive at an answer, and others you will not. But you can always keep asking questions. Why does this school exist? Why do I exist?"

"Why does this dream carry on even though the core message has already been conveyed?"

"Exactly."

I went back into semi-lucidity and we sat down in the back of the class that was sitting in the gym. One of the teachers was giving a presentation, but I paid no mind to what he/she was saying. I decided that this would be an opportunity to try blobularwindmils dare of drawing something and making it come to life. But somehow I remembered the dare wrong and thought that I was to draw something that was already alive.

I was looking at Manei trying to figure out how to start drawing her face. She looked over at me and gave me this big goofy smile. I told her to hold that pose for a moment. I lost the dream and woke up.

-WBTB-

Some weird nonlucid bits. I was a member of this tribe who live in a wasteland. I was looking out over our village that we were building. The dream was strangely very clear here.

I remember we were living in a sand gully. There were these huge gray mushroom structures all around. They were miles tall and clouds wrapped around their bases. It was a strange, alien world. I was considering starting a farm/garden to grow food for our people and had found a nice area of land next to the village.

Just then, like magic, the leader of our villiage approached me and asked me to do just that, start a farm and grow food for everyone. I told him I would get right on it.

...

The dream somehow gave way to a dream about this Star Wars game where you would create a team of Jedi with different skills and weaknesses and they would battle one another or other opponents.

In the game they were chasing this big cyborg guy through this space station.

...

I found myself fully lucid once more in the living room at my aunt and uncle's house. Manei was there in one of the chairs. She said something to me that I couldn't make out, like she was mumbling or something. I kept moving closer and ask her to repeat herself.

By the fourth or fifth time, I was practically leaning in her face. She had her headband on. Also, for some reason her hair was really shiny. Overall the experience of seeing her was vivd. (Much more than it had been in the last dream.) She just looked like a completely real person.

"I want to hear you call me 'Kitten'"

*tries not to laugh* "Okay, whatever you say, Kitten..."

"And your nickname can be Jaylen!"

"Why 'Jaylen'?"

"I don't hear you coming up with a better one."

"Why not 'Jade', like my Dreamviews profile name?"

*giggles* "Okay."

She then decided to give me a hug. I hugged her back and the dream blurred out and I woke up.

-WBTB-

Spoiler for Carry on at your own risk:

The fourth dream consisted of le sexytime. The clarity and sensation were terrible, and I can't remember much of anything.

I false awoke in a giant puddle of blood on my front lawn. I was naked, and I wondered were all the blood was coming from. Turns out my *ahem* manhood had been removed. I wasn't in any pain and I didn't really seem to care though.

I went inside and told my mom that this is why you shouldn't get sexy with dream characters.

Bedtime: 12:00 (Got in bed at 10:00, wrote in my waking journal for 2 hours. I had a lot to talk about.) I'm also a little bit sick.

I had a long nonlucid dream. I have no memory of what it was about.

WBTB

I had a terrarium where my drawing board is in my room. In it were three magic gerbils. One was pink, one was indigo-ish blue and one was bluish green. They could talk in these high squeaky voices and were as intelligent as any human. They had this little symbol on their side. They kind of reminded me of the likes of My Little Pony or Care Bears or something.

And while having these guys around, at first glance sounds girly and stupid, they were actually pretty handy to have around. They granted me special powers, and were actually pretty reliable friends.

I was in the kitchen having breakfast. Since the gerbils were magic and intelligent they could come out of their cage and I could rely on them to run away or something. They would regularly come outside the cage whenever I wasn't sleeping. A government agent jumped out and grabbed me from behind. Another one grabbed the three gerbils and put them into a cage. He started to carry them off.

"Help us, Jade!"

The government agent was trying to hold me still while they took the gerbils away. I tried to elbow him but it didn't do much. He just adjusted his grip and held that arm so that I couldn't move it.

I then thought about martial arts movies and how sometimes they can kick the bad guy over your shoulder if you kick really high. I decided to try that move even though IWL I can't do it. It worked and I knocked the guy out. I ran outside and saw the guy carrying the gerbils, in a cage to the car. I ran up behind him and kicked him in the back. He dropped the glass cage, that broke and the gerbils ran out.

I forgot that they wouldn't run away, and tried to scoop them up with a cup that I found in the garage. Another government agent showed up and tried to grab me. I dropped the cup in surprise and it broke. The gerbils run out.

"Don't worry about us! Stop them!"

The three ran off as a group and went into a hole in the outside of the house. I moved into the uppercut agent. He had a Taser and tried to shock me. I ducked under his arm and elbowed him in the back. He fell over and hit his head on the hood of my mom's car.

I then saw a fancy old white car pull up and a really old man with a top hat got out. As he got out, I was trying to figure out what this situation was, and remembered that just a few minutes ago, I was trying to WBTB. I became fully lucid. I knew that he was the leader of the government agents and I was going to have to fight him.

I started to walk toward him. He started to walk toward me and took of his jacket to reveal very muscular looking arms.

"Mr. Free, come to finish this once and for all, have you?" (wat?)

We kept walking right into close range. He gave a telegraphed punch. I swept into the ground dodging him and picked up a piece of ice off the sidewalk. When He turned around, I threw it in his face.

"Augh!"

He tried to kick at me in close range. I stepped back. He threw another kick, roundhouse this time. I ducked under it and kept moving back. I then jumped back, but before hitting the ground, boosted myself forward with my flying technique and kicked him with both legs. He tried to block but staggered back almost to his fancy white car. I moved in and kicked him in the solar plexus.

I woke up and my right leg was straight up to the ceiling. I guess my Taekwondo classes don't mesh perfectly with lucid dreaming after all.

And the reason that I say this was a mini WBTB was that the last time I looked at the clock was 7:33, and it was now 7:42. Meanting that the whole dream took less than 10 minutes.

I really think that pairing WBTB with MILD is the way to go from here. I've had so much success in such a short time-frame.

I was on a beach. There was a cement breakwater out to sea. It was very cold and snowing a little bit as well as overcast.

There was a film crew here, and I was playing a role in a movie. It was being directed by my old Spanish teacher from middle school. Supposedly this had something to do with making sure that every scene was filmed twice. Once in English and once in Spanish.

DawnEye11 was there. She looked sort of like the drawing she sent me, with a purple dress and a ponytail on one side. I don't think any of her guides were there though. We had a scene together where we were supposed to talk about [something, I think it was related to lucid dreaming]. I remember I kept on thinking she was Manei for some reason and kept asking her if she was Manei. She kept on saying no.

We were helping one another out in some way other than just talking. I think I had to talk with her father or something since she was scared to talk to him because he was mad. I don't remember if he was actually mad or it was just a part of the movie.

I then realized that if I was looking for Manei than I must be dreaming. I became lucid right around the time we finished filming the scene. DawnEye11 thanked me for being in the scene of the movie. As it turned out she was the one who had written it as an autobiographical story of how she became a lucid dreamer.

The film crew started to pack up and leave. Manei then came out of the water in a swimsuit. (WTFudge why are you in a swimsuit it's snowing) She started talking dirty and I told her I was in no mood for that, and I wanted to learn how to stabilize my dreams better. I lost the dream and woke up.

I feel like there was so much more to the part about Dawneye11 in this dream. I can't remember it though.

WBTB

I got some semi lucid dream. Me, S and his brother were at a big boy restaurant. S had this giant platter of sandwiches and was eating from it. We started talking about how our cartoon characters often have color motifs. We were trying to match up characters who had similar motifs.

We got into a discussion about two of our characters and what would happen if they got into a fight. One you might be familiar with, Raiah who is one of my characters. We'll just call the character that S was talking about L, since he uses the name of a real person.

Raiah and L are both Cyborgs. They both rely on heavy weaponry and what not. The fight started to manifest in the dream. They were in this large room made up of dark grey panels, like an aperture science test chamber was what it made me think of. It was dimly lit.

The two started fighting in hand to hand combat. L started flying around the room using his tether and Raiah was flying around firing on him with dual pistols. The dream faded into a waking daydream that carried on for another minute as I woke up.

This WBTB chain was courtesy of OkmAR on the chat. He explained to me that counting is key in WBTB. Hopefully this isn't a one-off and I can repeat this in the future.

I was flying some kind of small aircraft or hovercraft down a highway in a populated area. I was trying to get into space and also keep track of how much fuel that I had left. (I had quite a lot.) I needed to get into space and rendezvous with a space station.

I became lucid and jumped off the vehicle and started flying. I remember cars on the highway started beeping and swerving when the drivers saw me. A couple of guys actually got into an accident.

I flew under a couple of overpass bridges, then decided to carry on with the original plot of the dream, to go to space. I pulled up. As I pulled up, I could see where the highway ran off into the countryside. There were farmlands, houses, roads, barns. There also seemed to be an over-abundance of these large trees with yellowish-green leaves on them.

The sky, though mostly cloudy and hazy, had a nice spectrum of color too it, and looked very clear and realistic.

I then realized that I wasn't going up anymore. I was about halfway between the cloud layer and the ground. One of the things that I was thinking about as I flew was how its supposed to get colder as you go up. I did notice a chilly breeze at this altitude that seemed to be knocking me around in different directions.

I tried pushing higher, but for some reason, I couldn't fly much higher than the halfway point between the clouds and the sky. I decided that instead, I would interact with some dream characters.

I came to the ground outside one of the farm houses. It was a modern looking flat. There was a large zen-garden area out to one side of the house, but it looked as though it were dying. The flat looked a little bit worn-down too.

There were a man and woman, probably in their 30's getting ready to leave to go live with their parents. (I don't know how I knew this, but I did.) I touched down by the front door in the dying garden, where the woman was.

"Hey, is Manei around?" Expecting her to reply with something like 'she's inside'.

"No, sorry, she isn't."

"Oh okay." The woman started carrying a duffel to the truck that her husband was waiting in.

"What happened to your garden?"

"White Spore. Fungal infection." I observed all of the plants and saw that the ones that were dying were covered in a fine white powder substance.

"Oh. Sorry to hear that. I hope your garden is better soon."

I get down on one knee and put my hand on the ground. I close my eyes and said something or other, a dream control phrase that intended to fix the woman's garden. When I opened my eyes, it looked like all of the plants were healthy and some new ones were added as well.

I started to become nonlucid here. The woman was very happy that her garden was fixed, and now she could invite all of my friends over. I can remember the scene actually changed to an inside area made out of brown cobblestones and having a large glass dome on top. There was a circular moat pool around the garden that had remained the same. I looked in the pool and saw all of these strange aquatic animals.

The woman was talking with her friend about the animals she chose to put into the pool.

"So what do you want for your medium sized animals?"

Spoiler for I'll censor this line just in case...:

"I want all of my medium-sized animals to be men with balls."

At one point this giant Manatee came out of the water and started dancing behind me like some kind of joke. Everyone thought it was really funny because he would dance behind me and they thought that I wasn't noticing. Every time I tried to move, he would follow me. I was more confused as to anything else.

Then my cousins and my uncle showed up to go swimming with the sea creatures in the moat pool. He took of his shirt and he had this weird plastic grate in his stomach that made it look like he had a 6-pack abs. He was bragging to everyone that he had the best abs.

The Dancing Manatee accidentally kicked me in the back during one of his dance moves. (I know Matinees have flippers, but this one had arms and feet, and little black claws in his feet.) I had a little puncture wound in the back of each leg that was bleeding where the claw went in. The woman who owned the garden apologized and shamed the Manatee as if he were a small child. He started crying. She then went to get me a bandage.



WBTB

I was at my mom's work. I was watching TV and eating ice cream out of the tub.

...

I was moving around the work when I noticed that I had some dry/dead skin on one of my hands, about the size of a fifty cent piece. It was between my thumb and index finger on my right hand. I started to peel it off. It was hard like rock and when I tried to peel it off, I saw there was no new skin underneath it, and it started bleeding.



Wait a second, can't I head this since I'm dreaming.

...

I'm not dreaming, am I? I am!

I tried wiping my left hand over the dead skin patch and I told myself that it would be gone. It was completely gone. Bonus, I was lucid dreaming.

I wanted to stabilize. I looked at my hands to get a better picture of them. I seemed to have the correct number of fingers on both hands. I tried to do the 'push finger through palm' RC but it didn't work. My hands in dreams, are sadly, very normal.

"Heighten Lucididty!"

I looked around. I could tell I was no longer in my mom's workplace. I was in what felt like my old middle school. I figured I should make my way outside. I tried to fly, but it failed, and I ended up falling down one of the stairwells.

I remember falling flat on my butt when I tried to fly that time.

I then saw somebody had left a silver travel mug on the stairs. I went up to it and felt it. It was warm. I looked inside and saw it was full of tea. I looked at the label on the end of the teabag.

'Lucidi-Tea Company'

That pun hurt my soul.

I looked up and saw that the doors at the bottom of the stairway were closed. But they had two little windows. I saw Manei walk by, look at me through one of the windows and walk on.

I lost the dream and woke up.

WBTB

I think the first dream was sort of repeating. I was again flying some kind of aircraft. This time it was a small black stealth fighter jet. Somebody was boasting about it's capabilities. It might have belonged to Marcus. He was explaining how it was able to fly into orbit and back since it used [a special type of engine]

There seemed to be some kind of malfunction though, and I was flying really low over a tropical archipelago.

...

I somehow found myself in town with S. I was talking with him about how air pressure changes as you go up. I remember telling him that after you go up every mile you lose half the air pressure. (This is probably inaccurate...) So at sea level its one atmosphere. At one mile up, its .5 atm. At two miles up it is .25 atm, etc.

I told him how the plane that I had been testing was able to fly at 100 miles up, so imagine how thin the atmosphere must be up there.

I then became lucid and decided to fly. I saw that the town we were in was surrounded by mountains, like in Puerto Rico. There was a radio tower and I decided that I would fly to the top of that. I started to focus on my intent and lifted off the ground.

Some DCs in the town looked at me with the typical amazement and shock-and-awe. S said he wanted to come with me. I tried to lift him into the air with me, but he was really heavy, and unable to fly himself.

The farthest I was able to get us was the roof of a parked car. We sat there. Manei came and asked me what I was doing. I lost the dream and had an FA.

I FA'd on the couch in my living room. I decided it was time I end my WBTB chain and enter these all on Dreamviews. I got up, booted up my computer and sat down at the kitchen table.

My dad was working. He asked what I was doing. I told him that I was going to enter the three lucid dreams that I had into my DJ.

He got really upset since he had been secretly trying to lucid dream for years, but was always too prideful to ask for advice. But since I had three lucid dreams in one night, and he had none he felt it high time he asked me for advice.

I told him to tell me about his technique. I woke up for real.

I was actually really tempted to go back and try for a fourth lucid dream in one night.

I was at my friend S's birthday party. I became lucid here and was trying to accomplish tasks.

S's dad was modeling the weapons that his comic characters use in his comic. He was really happy. Some of them even worked though.

I don't remember much of what I did though. I remember I was eating a lot of popcorn and pizza to stabilize. I ended up not accomplishing any tasks and having a false awakening.

I think my dad was there and he got mad for one reason or another.

I was playing chess with a DC for one reason or another. (Or at the very least setting the board up.)

...

Dang messed up recall. This is the next portion that I can remember and this is the end.

I manifest in the parking lot of my middle school, and I am already at a very high level of lucidity. I didn't have a car, but I found a metal ruler in the parking lot. I picked it up and felt it to stabilize.

I felt something calling me inside of my middle school. I generally have a very negative connotation with the place, and figured that the ruler might be useful as a weapon if I encounter some unfriendly characters in there.

I walk in. The front room looks like a diner with a big line. I have the inkling Manei might be around here somewhere. I look around and try to find her. I don't see her but I am approached by an old woman. She tells me to forgive her for it being so crowded in here, but that things have been busy lately.

I follow her into another room that looks like the school cafeteria where she asks me to sit down.

"Do you know what this place is? Do you know what goes on here?"

"Looks like an underfunded middle school, just like it always has..."

"This is a little more important. Do you know what happened in your past...

She talked for a little bit. She wasn't really making a lot of sense to me, it was all this spiritual stuff again. I remember still having the ruler on me at that point and feeling it to keep the dream going.

At one point, she got out a white binder and opened to a page. There was a sheet with 5 symbols in four rows next to blank boxes. She asked me to remember the very last symbol as it was important somehow to getting into another dream that I needed to have with the woman.

"Okay, Let me draw that so I can remember it."

I get a pen and paper and get ready to draw it (also perfect set-up for Bloblularwindmil's dare if I were thinking clearly.) But then I sneezed in the dream and woke up. I forgot the symbol.

Interpretations: More cryptic spiritual stuff. Great.

Bedtime: 12:20

Well, I guess bedtime doesn't determine everything.

It started off with some dream about driving and walking through an urban area trying to get my cousins to a baseball game.

Somehow or other, I wound up in what felt like the woods behind my neighborhood. It was tropical though, and everything was green. The dream was very clear despite being nonlucid. I was showing them houses that had been overgrown and abandoned many years ago. We were talking about how we would have liked to live in them in their prime.

We came to this one house, a huge four story mansion. (Or the frame of one anyway) A massive tree, about 20 feet in diameter and easily 500 feet tall had cleaved the entire frame in half, leaving only two smaller sections standing. Myself and the party of DCs (there were two or three of us total.) were hypothesizing about how the middle must have once looked.

We made our way around back, climbing over fallen trees. We saw that a river ran along the back of the house. There were waterfalls flowing from the cliff-side into the river.

"How cool would it be to live with 3...4 waterfalls in your backyard?!"

I then made an observation of some of the tropical flora. There were fern trees all around us.

This for one reason or another made me become lucid.

I stabilized briefly. I then decided that I wanted to go and see my subconscious and tell him/her/it that I wanted more lucid dreams. I shouted "I want to see my subconscious right now!"

I saw that there was a small double door between two large boulders on the forest floor. The two DCs that I was with walked through it.

I opened the door after them. It was nothing but blackness. I let myself fall in. I fell for awhile before arriving at this location suspended in the blackness.

There was a throne chair with a small child sitting in it. Built up around us was the back wall of the throne room, made out of castle stones, and the floor, made up of tiles. This crumbled away about a hundred feet from the chair in every direction, as if this one slice of the castle had been removed from the rest and placed into this void.

The child (who I guess was supposed to be my subconscious) was wearing a red king robe, golden crown and had a long scepter. Though none of this quite fit him because he was so small.

There were a couple of guards in strange white armor positioned on either side of his throne. I think Manei and Marcus manifested into the room behind me. I could feel their energies.

SubC "I am your subconscious, and I am very busy! Each time you say something to me, it's gonna cost you [some kind of special money]. You have 1,800 of it. Go!"

Me "How come so many of my efforts to lucid dream fail?"

1,750

SubC "Because you didn't do the work I gave to you. Remember Jonathan? Why is he not dead?"

Me "I did the right thing. He said that he wanted to go peacefully, so me and Manei agreed to let him go."

1,625

SubC "But that wasn't what you were supposed to do!" His tone of voice started to sound a bit whiny at this point.

Manei "If there is one thing [my name was garbled] taught me, it's that you shouldn't let other people decide who you are. You should [follow your own path or something.]

I saw that Manei had some kind of money counter for talking to this guy too. She only had about 600 of it. Marcus had no money and therefore wasn't allowed to speak.

SubC "What? You're taking his side?"

Manei (mad) "I wish I was never on your side to begin with."

SubC "Guards, show of force."

Me "Look at you. You try to control people and [mold them into what you want or something.] And when they start rebelling against you, you threaten them. [If you want people to respect you, you have to earn that respect, not force it out of them or something.]" (My ability to recall dialogue is horrible.)

1,333

SubC "Stop it! Stop it! It's not true! Guards, Seize them!" (He started sounding more and more like a whiny child.)

The two guards began to advance on me. The dream started to fade. I saw my 'money' was starting to tick down.

Me: "The way you choose to remove me from your presence rather than learn from me proves just how weak and immature you really are. When you [grow up a little], you will see that I was right about everything. I see no way we can come to an agreement if you are going to act like this."

545

The dream cut to black here. I had an FA, but somehow still remained semi lucid. I was on the steps of one of the dorm complexes at my college.

Spoiler for Sexy Toys:

There was a huge blue dildo toy. There was a bottle on the back end of it that you could fill with whatever liquid you wanted, then squeeze it and it would squirt out the front. It was also covered in this soft fabric.

I was trying to hide this object because I didn't want anyone to know that I dreamed about it. I was also thinking about how I was going to describe this scene when I woke up and started writing about it in my DJ. Dang partial lucidity.

At one point I tried to throw it away, but it wouldn't fit in the trash can. It seemed to be continually growing. Eventually it started getting so heavy that I couldn't carry it.

There was also a part where I dreamed that I was trying to send one of my cats away in a cardboard box that would float like a boat on a lake. I felt like the lake we were at had taken the place of my old middle school.

Interpretations:

I really don't know what to make of this. I don't know why my subconscious was so childlike and closed-minded. He wanted things done a particular way, his way. He wanted no part of anyone else, and didn't want to earn their respect. (Sure, sounds like a much younger me, but I'm sure a lot of us acted that way as children since we simply didn't know any better.)

A nightmare where I was looking into the mirror in my bathroom. The skin on my chest/stomach peeled off and my internal organs started to fall out. I remember my heart looked artificial and had some kind of gauge or pressure meter on it. I screamed and woke up.

wtf I haven't had a nightmare of any sort in like two years...

After that, I wanted to go back to sleep to see if I could snag some lucidity before morning. Some disjointed fragments led into a couple of congruent LDs.

-Something to do with my college dormitory. For some reason I was wearing golden earrings in the dream, somebody commented on them, saying that they looked good. I asked myself when I got piercings and could not recall. I didn't become lucid though.

-Something to do with drawing and a tin of colored pencils.

-I was playing LBP3. I was designing this level where you would run across all of these little white platforms that were moving and stuff was firing on you. There was also this big metal bridge that would unfold when you got close to it. A was there, commenting on how he liked the game-play aspect of it.

I was at the community pool in my cousin's hometown, though almost nobody was there except me and someone else. I was just chilling in the shallow end of the pool when this bully character approached the two of us. He picked us both out of the water and said he wanted to try and drown us in the deep end.

I tried to punch him but it didn't do much.

I elbowed him in the face and managed to swim away. He followed me out of the pool. I turned around to fight him. He was buff and had long blonde hair and short thick facial hair and blue eyes. It was also at this moment that I noticed that I was still wearing gold earrings. I thought this might put me at a disadvantage because he could grab them.

I ran in and kicked him in the stomach. He reeled back. He was almost at the edge of the pool. He came back and tried to punch me. I ducked under it and put my leg behind his. From there it was easy to just push him into the water.

He looked at me angrily. I thought he was going to just get out of the water and attack me again, but he seemed to just be waiting there. But this other DC showed up. He looked like Santa Claus except his outfit was all white.

He said something about learning to be submissive and recognize your own inferiority. He said that this was meant to be some kind of dream test and that I had failed it.

For some reason, I was just boiling mad at this Santa/Guide character. I started screaming at him that people shouldn't be taught to be inferior and submissive, and that you can't mold people into what you want. They will do their own things and form their own identities and moral codes and there is nothing that you can do about it.

I got so mad at him that I FA'd in my living room. But it felt smaller. All of the furniture had been pushed into one end of the room an there was a small Christmas tree in the room with some presents under it.

This seemed strange to me. I did a nose pinch RC. Lucid dreamin' baby. I had almost become fully lucid in the last section, but now I could think clearly. I still wanted to see Manei. I started calling her name, expecting her to simply be upstairs or something. No reply. I thought to go outside, but saw that it was very, very dark. The kind of darkness that would make me lose the dream.

I then realized that stabilizing would probably be a smart idea. I rubbed my hands together.

"I will not lose the dream until I have accomplished one of my goals!"

I then thought to try teleporting to the beach location. In the past my teleportation efforts have failed miserably, so I was gonna have to really commit. I closed my eyes and started visualizing the beach in Puerto Rico that my family goes to every year.

I started to see it in the center of my vision. I thought that I should start engaging my other senses. I tried to picture the sound of waves crashing on the shore, the smell of saltwater and the sun on my face.

However when I opened my eyes I was still in my home, but things were different. I saw that it had gotten considerably lighter outside. It still appeared to be foggy and gray, but I could make out the street and plants. The entire backyard had been taken over by a massive jungle/forest. There was a huge vine with massive mango-like fruit growing on it. (When I say massive Mango-Fruit, I am talking 3-4 feet across.

I made my way out the front door to get a better look at what was outside. The dream's clarity started revving up to very high levels here. I saw that half the neighborhood had been overtaken with these huge gnarled branches. There seemed to be pieces of a structure in there, as if it were made of I-beams.

I followed the gnarled branches up to see a huge tree, literally miles tall. It seemed as though as it got farther away, it looked less and less like it was made of wood. It seemed to be made of stone or metal, and had complex designs of overlapping circles and rune symbols on it. It was supporting the sky, that appeared to be solid, made of high-technology structures (like the surface of the death star). There were windows or some kind of white lights scattered about on the surface. There seemed to be places where it had rusted through though and real vegetation was growing through it, both on the tree and the sky.

The sky had to be 50 or 100 miles up. There were layers upon layers of thin, misty clouds surrounding the tree trunk. The thing that I remember the most was the temperature. It was sooo hot and humid in this dream.

I couldn't believe the enormity of these metal trees, and I had to check them out for myself. I started flying, but for some reason moved backwards very quickly. I stopped and stumbled.

"No, I want to go UP!"

I started flying again, but I still went backwards. I lost control of the ability to fly and got pulled out of the scene. Everything started shrinking and getting darker. I saw more of the trees supporting the sky ceiling for a moment. It looked like some of them were just tree stumps.

Somebody told me that this was a forest that had been cut down by giant cosmic beings from the seventh dimension, millions of years ago, but it was growing back now. I saw my town on a remove section of earth, like a SimCity tile, floating in nothing.

I was in a black void. White cubes were scattered about. I was still pulling backwards at increasingly fast speeds. I thought I might hit one of the cubes, not being able to see where I was flying.

I woke up.

Interpretations: I really have to come back to these after I've had some proper time to think about it.

Something to do with a dance-off taking place on a beach. There was an absurdly sized boombox (about the size of a semi trailer) being positioned on the beach. Then the power went out and the man organizing the dance-off was upset because the boombox had to be plugged in.


I was visiting at a hospital. This wasn't a normal hospital though, it was supposed to treat people of their worst fears. How? By making them suffer trough the trauma of their worst fear again and again but without pain. I don't know completely how this worked but they could make you experience your worst fear as many times as they wanted.

I don't remember if this was for punishment or what.

They had a means of extracting what your worst fear was subconsciously.

I remember seeing the first couple rooms closest to the desk. Patients were grouped by their fear. The people closest to the desk had the worst fear of 'death'. I remember them being hooked up to heart rate monitors. They would start and stop every ten seconds or so, so basically the patient was dying repeatedly in the bed.

I remember approaching one of the people on the bed. He looked like Liam Nisan for some reason, and he looked as though he was really peaceful. He told me quietly before passing through one of his deaths.

'my greatest fear is... death...'

...

I remember being back at the front desk. I was looking at a hospital form in a plastic tray. All of the boxes were filled with gibberish. But I could still read them clearly, and they still had English characters in them.

I was saying to myself how this didn't feel like a normal lucid dream. It felt too clear, too stable and too realistic to be a dream. I felt as though I might be astral projecting or something.

I decided to run a test on the dream to see how well it behaved. I jumped into the air and pushed my energy down. My little fire jets switched on. I was flying. I had to stay in control though, not hit any people. But this was all the proof I needed. This was a lucid dream, just a very clear and vivid one.

Sadly I didn't seem motivated to carry out any of my goals or dares.

I remember feeling like the dream went on for ten minutes or more. But unfortunately I don't have the dream recall to back that up. I do know that It ended with a false awakening.

Another thing I remember questioning while in the dream was the fact that I was not the least bit scared of the clinic, even thought its sole purpose was to invoke fear. It didn't seem like an evil environment in any way. There were no screams of pain or blood splatters on the wall. It seemed so peaceful, like fear was a good thing.

I false awoke in my bedroom and my cat had given birth to five cats, identical kittens. The scene was being narrated like a nature show.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

I don't really know what to make of this. I feel as though given the concept of the dream, it's meant to mean something important but I can't figure it out. I might come back in and change this if I am able to figure it out.

I was at some kind of anime cosplay/ comic shop. They sold cosplay costumes from different popular anime as well as prop swords and wigs. Even the greeting cards they sold were replaced with anime characters on the cover.

I was browsing around but couldn't find anything worth buying. I was getting ready to head out when Manei walks up to me and does the nose pinch on me.

"Here, pinch your nose, see if you are dreaming."

"Oh, you're a lucid dreamer too? Cool." (I didn't pay attention the first time.)

A tall black guy of about 20 asks me what the heck she just did to me. I start to explain.

"You see, it's a reality test for if you're dreaming or awake. So that you can realize that you are dreaming while you are dreaming and do cool stuff. But the important thing to do during RCs is to actually pay attention."

I did a second nose pinch, being sure to actually pay close attention this time. It of course worked and I was lucid.

Unfortunatley I can't really recall what happened after that. The dream went dark and I knew that it was ending. I tried to explain that fact to a couple of nearby dream characters.

I false awoke on a raft in an ocean. I RCd but somehow turned up nonlucid. There was a massive floating fortress on the horizon. It began launching large white airplanes that shot tons of tiny green laser beams at me. I got the inkling that this was some kind of computer simulation.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

So from top to bottom: I can't offer an explanation for the anime/cosplay shop other than the fact that I like anime.

As for Manei just telling me that I am dreaming... er I don't know. I wish she would do that more often.