lucid

First, nonlucid bits and bobs from this morning.

A dream about my mom starting a business. She was working with my father and many of the adults in my family to build her headquarters. I was for some reason complaining that the entrance was asymmetrical; it had two different windows on the sides that were different sizes. In fact, much of the building was like this. It was because she was trying to build it without using any blueprints to make a point about collaboration. Google Drive was involved somehow.

This somehow transitioned to or from a dream about simply driving around a city. All of the buildings look dream-logicy. Some were floating. Others took on strange or impossible shpaes.

Something to do with a superhero who's power was to give and take superpowers from other heroes. All of the powers would be stored on this ring, like a green lantern ring.
He gave 25% of his powers to two people and kept 50% for himself. I am unsure of what powers he gave/kept. He said something about power and how when humans have power they don't use it, and when they don't have it, they think they do.
This hologram on the ring showed that he had created a 'power gap'.

I was trying to shared dream with S. We got into this thing where we wanted to have a lucid dream battle. S summoned a fire dragon, and I summoned this robot from my comic known as Dream Crusher. We forgot to come up with the battlefield so it was just a white void.
DC shot all of these chains out of his hand and ensnared the dragon. (An ability he does not have in the comic.) The dragon tried to melt the chains. DC tried to smash him with his hammer. (An ability he does have.) The dragon broke free through strength and began fighting back.

I did LDs number 136 and 138. So this will be LD 137.

And a lil background: Night One - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

I had a rather long lucid dream where I can't quite recall what was going on. I can recall being in my own backyard and would periodically pull leaves off of trees and fly up in the sky. I can recall changing the clouds to be made of some kind of clay-like material and getting rid of them and I am trying all of these forms of dream control.
Some of it is working, and some of it is not. I was trying to talk to the dream, or my subconscious or whatever in a polite manner.
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"Can we get these clouds to disappear please?"
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"Can we get it to be lighter, please?"
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"Can we get it to be warmer outside, please."
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I see a giant picture of Benjamin Franklin with cat ears on the side of somebody's house. I needed something dream-logicy like that to become fully lucid.
I correctly recall my lucid goal was to give Manei the hair clip from my first night of lucid dreaming. I yell her name into the sky and see a black cat with blue eyes, sitting in front of a crystal grid on the patio. And of course she turns and runs the other way (for some reason.)
I begin chasing her up the side of my house. First things first, I put my hand behind my back, hoping I can manifest it. I feel a little thing drop into my hand.
And there it was! After four years I almost forgot what the dumb thing looked like. Before it was this huge, and a vibrant bright red. It looked darker and less vibrant than I recall from my first LD, it was also a lot smaller.
I'm see she is still running the other way. (I don't know, DGs are weird.)
"Come back, I just want to give you something. Then you can run off and do whatever it is you do."
She stops.
"The hair clip! From the first time I LD'd. I realized that I never actually gave it to you."
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Manei.exe has stopped working. It took her a good five seconds. Then she seemed to remember what I was talking about.
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"Well in that case, I'm going to have to change the whole story now. Turn around."
She changes back into human form while my back is turned. We start walking together up around the front of my house. It's cloudy and overcast, and for some reason there are portraits of famous people with hilarious accessories such as MLK with sunglasses and a YOLO cap, and George Washington with headphones on the side of peoples houses. There was some dream-logicy explanation, like a contest or something.
We sit down in my front yard. The dream that was originally cold and gray seems to be getting a lot brighter now.
"Here, take this, I have no use for it."
She took it, still looking somewhat befuddled. I guess dream guides aren't all that used to getting gifts.
Then I remembered the extra credit homework. I wanted to give her a headband or bandanna, like the one that I wear in WL. I wanted it to have my lucid dream symbol on it.

(sorry I could only find a picture of it in cyan.)
"Now, then, if you still want my wardrobe advice..."
I put my hand behind my back *Le Manifest*.
Successful again. It's even a tan color, the color I imagined making it. They symbol isn't right though. For some reason looks like this.

I look on the reverse and see the logo from my Taekwondo studio.
"Okay, I didn't get the symbols right, but I want you to have it anyway. I think you would look good in a bandanna."
For some reason my oldest living cat enters the dream (I've had four cats IWL. the oldest one is dead.) . He does this thing that he does IWL where he puts his rear end in the air asking you to scratch near the base of the tail. I start scratching him. I get the dream ending feeling, and just let the thing come to an end. While it fades out, I say something to myself like "Let's begin again"...

And now it's 1:30am and I am filled with all the giggly feels you get when you accomplish a lucid goal.

And if she actually wears that bandanna next time, I will have no words.

A memorable tag for this lucid.

Well... wow

I can't recall how or why, but I became completely lucid while in a black void. There seemed to be no visuals,no auditory input, no senses whatsoever. I couldn't sense my dream or waking body. Now I wasn't scared at all because I knew I was experiencing some dream-related phenomenon.
I thought that perhaps I could manifest a dreaming scenario, but all attempts failed. My attempts to manifest anything completely failed. I eventually decided to wait until something happened.
I stayed in the void for at least a minute before something happened. A large stone grey-brown column appeared beneath me, and my body slowly manifested. The column was carved, like one in a building IWL, but was broken off on the top and jagged. I was sitting atop the column, unable to move. I was in a meditative position.
I decided to meditate and focus on breath when I realized I couldn't feel breathing. I somehow figured that I must be in a deep sleep and therefore cannot feel my breathing. This could offer explanation for the failure of Nose Pinches.
"I must be in Nrem. I must be at the very bottom of the cycle... to get lucid here is very rare. That's probably also the reason the dream is not manifesting."
This went on for about two minutes total.

FA. I can't recall what happened. I woke up in my college dorm that for some reason was this beautiful oriental pagoda. I was writing notes in different sizes to my parents.

Now this is what I'm talking about!

A nonlucid dream about a story somewhat paralleling Jack and the giant Beanstalk. I am with this boy who must climb this massive, twisty tree trunk like tower through this cloudy, foggy sky.
I became lucid in this and flew up the tower to observe him while he climbed. He was doing so rather quickly, jumping from platform to platform; the entire outside of the tower was covered in gnarled spikes and branches that could be used as platforms. The dark, stormy clouds seemed to be in layers. Lightning cracked all around me and the rain was coming down heavily. He eventually reached the top, above the clouds. The wind was blowing very strongly here it was hard for me to keep myself stable while flying. I landed atop the tower; we were basically in outer space now, with just a thin band of blue on the horizon and the sun, moon and stars ahead. The storm clouds below us seemed to be swirling, centered around the tower we were atop.
I grabbed onto a small ridge to fight the wind. I was correct in the fact that the tower was made out of a wooden material.
The boy had no trouble standing up while I was squinting to look into the wind and see him. He was a big, chunky boy but looked young, younger than me, and had either orange or blonde hair, I can't remember. He turned to me and thanked me for giving him the chance to climb the tower, and then rocketed off into space on a golden flame.
The scenario repeated at least once. In one other version, he failed to reach the top of the tower.

Something to do with parking an airplane at the airport. I passed through a narrow area between two buildings and I was afraid that the wings would not fit, but somehow they did.

Something to do with purchasing an absurdly small container of chocolate milk at the airport convince store.

Something to do with the fact that a PG rated movie isn't allowed to kill more than two people.

I am walking with my family on the path by our house when this blonde girl runs by. While running, she tells me that I am in fact dreaming.
I turn and say something to myself about how gravity only exists if I want it to. Flying on, let's go.
I begin buzzing around the general area, impressing my family and what not for awhile. I flew between some tree branches and power lines. I recall my foot brushing up against one of the power lines, I was afraid that I might get shocked but then remembered that I wasn't grounded.
I eventually decided to see how far I could take my flying. I looked into the clear blue sky and saw the moon. Oh, yeah, I'm going there! I began heading up, and at first I was moving very slowly. Once I got above about 200 feet I started accelerating very rapidly, making a sort of jet turbine sound. A shock cone forms around me as I break the atmosphere and look back to earth. I can see the curve of the planet below me.
I try to recall the first lucid dream where the boy flew away from the edge of space and do the same thing. I begin to rocket toward the moon
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Dangit. Somehow I forgot what happened. The dream ended with me becoming some sort of lucid dreaming superhero, like superman in New York. I had a sealed apartment on the top floor of a building that could only be accessed by me flying. I was currently working on stocking the fridge and pantry with dream-food.

I am a part of this plot about a secret society of fuel miners. They have lived underground inside of a mountain mining this rare fuel and selling it to buyers on the surface world. There is this scene where about four guys managed to escape though ore chutes in the main compound. The leader of the group drops a bomb down the chutes but when it explodes it doesn't bring them back up, it just pushes them along faster.
A brute of a man moves a decommissioned mining robot and blocks the ore chutes so that nobody can escape.
The miners live in this mall-like underground area, mostly constructed of scrap metal. They have a whole society with a school, doctor, barber, and stores. All of their supplies are earned by trading with the upstairs world.
The leader manages to find someone who was in on the escape in the med bay. The would-be escapee fibbed that his injuries were from a mining accident. The leader character was angry with him to say the least. He grabbed the injured man by the jaw and started asking him questions about where the others went.
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Meanwhile, I am with Marcus and this female DC. She wears square glasses, like Marcus but has long black hair in a ponytail and all of this backpacking equipment. She is a local guide who is going help Marcus find this fuel-mining society. And of course I'm there because... reasons. We are in the parking lot of a chuck-e-cheese in a small desert town supposedly not far from the underground mine. The female DC takes out a hologram device.
"Now then, we have reason to believe that the center of their operations is about four clicks east... probably in a natural lava tube system...."
She continues showing through a hologram how fuel deposits have emptied in the years and surface drilling companies have not come across any fuel where there should be.
"There was 1100 units of fuel directly below us, but in 2003, it just vanished. My theory, underground miners selling to the highest bidder." Look how the cave collapses in 2007, four years later."
We strike out, and of course the first thing we have to do is climb a plateau. We start climbing, and the only one who is getting anywhere is the guide chic. Marcus is struggling. I'm struggling.
We were about halfway to the top when the guide chic made it. She started urging us to hurry up and for some reason this made me lucid. I let go of the cliff and started flying up to the top. When I reached the top, I told myself Marcus would appear in 3...2...1. And just then he climbs up the top of the cliff.
I look out over the desert and the small town at the base of the plateau. Its hot. Clear day. I've never felt that much heat in a dream. I should do a scene change to someplace where I can beat the heat.
It doesn't take much, now I am on a beach, but with red desert sand. I am on a small, crescent shaped island with a dormant volcano on one end and a large beach populated with dream characters.
Marcus and the girl continue on their quest to find this society as if nothing has changed. I tell them that I am going to fly off on my own devices. I run towards the water and think of the previous LD where I was flying. I manage to 'catch' for about five seconds before I fall into the ocean.
Sooo good in the heat of the dream sun though!
I get out of the water. I can't see Marcus or his guide anymore. I somehow spot Manei out of the crowd of people on the beach, asleep on a towel, and run over to her, recalling everything I have to do with her.
She must have been asleep because she didn't stir until I got close. She sat up and lowered her sunglasses. (Note: Manei wears often sunglasses when she blends into the background.) She looked really confused that I was there, lucid and standing in front of her.
"Come on, I have a lot to ask you..." I gestured my head to one side that we could walk away from the crowd.
Unfortunatley, My roommate wins the award for comedic timing. HIS ALARM WENT OFF RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT!!!

I had yet another short lucid early in the night and forgot it. I'm beginning to question what the heck is going on here. Why does this keep happening to me?

I was with a couple of faceless dream friends sandboarding down a large hill on pieces of scrap metal. The hill seemed to be on a treadmill of sorts as in we didn't seem to be getting any closer to the bottom. The bottom of the hill led into the ocean.
Eventually we began seeing the stumps of long-dead trees and we had to dodge them. The scene became like a video game and we were trying to dodge the stumps as they came at us faster and faster. There were also angled stumps that you could go off of like ramp to get more points.
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This somehow led to a dream about a town at the bottom of the sand dune. Some story involving a young boy with spiky black hair named Tarek. I think he was a character in an anime.
There was something to do with sewer monsters involved. I can recall these red and black venus-fly-trap-like creatures living in the sewers that he was responsible for killing or befriending. I think he ended up getting eaten or captured and his boss had to come save him and was angry for failing at his duties.
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Some other dreams about being on the beach at the bottom of the never-ending sand dune. Manei was there. They were very long and I can't exactly recall what happened. I think they might be old dreams that were triggered by this one.

Me and S were on a bus. We both had laptops. S stated that he had decided to join me on Dreamviews, but he wanted to read thorugh my dream journal. For some reason I didn't want him reading that sex dream that I entered a month or two back, and I was frantically trying to take it off of my page. I messaged an admin asking to hard-delete it.
S commented that many of my dreams were very interesting and he asked me why I hadn't told him about these.
S, despite having just made an account, somehow already had this chibi anime character set as his avatar. The style of it actually looked something like the artwork that I am going to upload at the end of this dream journal entry.
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The bus ride dropped us off by my old middle school. The two of us began walking along the path heading to my house. It was a cloudy day, actually raining a little bit, and for a non-lucid dream, it seemed unusually vivid. I also saw that the woods next to the middle school had been flattened and all of the trees broken. I asked S if he knew what had happened. He told me that there were a couple of lucid dreamers fighting, and that he had seen them going at it earlier this morning.
Just then a couple of 'lucid dreamers' showed up. Both of them male. One was just wearing a pair of shorts and had a very muscular physique. The other wore a long black assassin cloak and was hovering above the ground. The buff one picked up a log and leaped into the air swinging it at the assassin character. He made a fire wheel and cut through it. he retaliated by forming some ice spikes with the rain and flinging them back. The buff dreamer got impaled but he broke the spikes out of his chest and regenerated.
He lunged into melee range and the two had a DBZ style fight. The buff guy used earthbending to send some rocks after the cloak guy. He shot back fire spikes/drills. The fight broke down into a long interlude sequence that I forgot.
S stated that he was surprised that they were still fighting, thinking that by now one of them would have won. He said something very quote-able about how people always take fights and competition too far.
I questioned how lucid dreamers could be fighting in the 'real' world. There was some kind of faulty logic going on here, something to do with the fact that these people were actually asleep somewhere and OOB, but their lucid dreaming selves had somehow manifested in the physical world. I kept asking S questions about what was going on and he was trying to explain it logically. I started to become lucid when I woke up.

Good recall and lucidity, considering I went to bed at around midnight with little intention of lucid dreaming.

I guess I'm still a little off my game.

There was a lucid down there last night, albeit a short one. Forgot it though.

A NLD involving being at this country restaurant with some friends. They had a gift shop that was selling gameboys for one dollar and I thought about getting one along with one of the old Pokemon games. There was also something to do with an eating contest.

Yet another mars mission dream. In this one, three spacecraft came down to the surface of mars. Two of them had malfunctions and were unable to take off so everybody had to pile into the third spacecraft. The captain of the mission flew everyone off safely in his; the smallest spacecraft.
For some reason there were a bunch of Minecraft Trees on mars while he was taking off. There was also this large pyramid made out of red stone that they flew past.
When they returned to earth, the Captain was in an airplane hangar giving a speech about what inspired him to bravely fly everyone on one spacecraft. He showed a cartoon drawing that a girl had given him in middle school of a space captain punching an alien in the face. It had some quote about courage and being brave that I cannot recall now. The girl that gave him that sketch was his crush in middle school but she had died due to leukemia.

I found myself in the car with my mom driving. I was already fully lucid. I instantly went to my goal; my questions for Manei. We were pulling into my subdivision so I told myself that Manei would be at my house when we got there.
I began saying to myself "I'm dreaming." My mom asked me why I was saying that. I told her that this was my lucid dream and that I was on a mission to find my dream guide and ask her some things. I began rubbing my hand on the inside of the car, feeling the leather and stabilizing the dream.
When I pulled up to the house there was nobody outside. I told myself that Manei would appear when I got inside the house. We got out of the car and I looked around. Certainly not the clearest and most stable lucid dream I had seen. It was a cloudy, overcast day and the dream was a bit hazy. But definitely par.
I go inside, and she's nowhere to be seen. Just my dad in there. I decide to take the DawnEye approach and call her on the phone. Just then the phone rings and I pick it up.
"Hello?"
"It's me."
...I'd know that voice in any dream.
"Where are you?"
"I'm at Marcus' house. I didn't expect you to get lucid tonight."

My dad took the phone away from me in a rather rude way and started talking to her. He seemed really cranky and, in a rather rude way started asking her who she was and what she was doing talking to me. I could hear Manei on the other end, she got all giggly and didn't respond.
I looked around for another way I could possibly manifest/find her. The dream ended. (I didn't wake up, the dream ended.)

I got some pretty awesome synth beats in dream music while I was waking up. They didn't last very long though.

I recall being in a cycle last night. With every sleep cycle I had a cookie-cutter anxiety dream, and in all of them I became partially lucid and changed the dream scenario in order to stop the dream from creating any stress.

I recall one having to do with me having to write an essay. I manifested one in my hand before slipping back into nonlucidity.

Another had to do with me being late for a class. While lucid I gave myself two extra hours.

Yet another had to do with a violent storm fast-approaching my house. I think I redirected it.

There was one having to do with D. He was for some reason sleeping on an air mattress in the middle of our room. My parents were involved somehow, and no lucidity in this one.

The final dream was blurry. I remember I was trying to get these long metal rods out from under my bed. I know I became lucid here, but I can't remember what the heck was going on.

Not counting any of these as lucids though because recall was so bad.

I was a female reporter for some kind of news agency who had gotten some serious dirt on the US government and they had sent some secret service agents to try and stop me from leaking the word. I was working with this man who looked and dressed just like Morpheus from the matrix movies. I think he was my bodyguard or something.
The funny part was as we were being chased by these guys he was piggy-back-riding me around. We were in a park area but there were many tall buildings around. Somebody pointed out that a speck in the sky was actually just the space station. My vision zoomed in and I could see four large solar panels coming off of it.
He continued running with me on his back. A couple of tranquilizer darts flew past us. I can recall this funny looking helicopter was being used to chase us, with a sniper in it firing the darts. It didn't have a tail or any stabilization. it was just a pod with a big propeller on it. I looked at it and realized that it wouldn't be able to fly, and it crashed.
Eventually we somehow created this portal on the ground and jumped through it.
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We wound up in this beautiful sanctuary area; some kind of virtual reality or alternate dimension. There were these shallow concrete pyramids with waterfalls running down the sides and various plants and flowers planted in the steps. There was a huge lake; in fact, I think we were on an island. But you could see mountains in the distance. There were also many tall deciduous trees with brightly colored leaves. Everything was tinted autumn colors. (Reds, Oranges, Yellows, Browns). Even the sky was tinted orange.
The Morpheus man told me that the government agents could still find us here, but it was probably safe to rest for the night. He told me to gather wood from the forest so that we could make a fire.
I recall walking into the woods. I see a orange Chinese dragon, about fifteen or twenty feet long flying in the woods, weaving its serpentine body through the trees. It blends well with the leaves, but I'm certain that it's there.
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I became lucid. I changed myself out of the female reporter guise. I decided to summon Manei for our sit down question time that I've been visualizing. I yelled for her name, and heard her yell back. I looked and standing about a hundred feet into the autumnal forest, I could vaguely make her out.
"Manei, I have some questions for you!"
"Hurry up, the dream is about to end!"
"How come if it's my dream, I can't picture what happens and make it happen?" (I was trying to ask her why my visualization doesn't work.)
"Because you didn't like your cookie from 300 years ago!"
I woke up.

Typical Manei logic...

When I do get my long conversation dream, I should ask her why half the time she makes sense and the other half she says totally random things like that.

I went back to sleep; it was still quite early. I think it yielded a Nonlucid dream, but I cannot recall it.

Of course as soon as I go on break something interesting happens.

A little background:
About a year ago, my friend S and I wrote a story. In the story I came up with this character named Raiah. She was basically this bull-headed, immature cyborg girl who would solve all of her problems with a rocket launcher and had two true loves: Food and Music. Originally she was supposed to be just a one-time character but S and I loved her so much that we kept her in the story until she basically became the main character.
At one point, we wanted to start a Youtube LP channel and I was supposed to play games in her character. S played as another character. But we soon discovered that we enjoyed simply playing games in character and didn't give a crap about the YouTube channel.

I recall being in my dorm room with my roommate and S. I am non-lucid but I am thinking to myself that for some reason I want to manifest Raiah in my next lucid dream when I go to sleep. I am working on my computer on this amazing realistic picture of her character, beyond my artistic abilities IWL.
For some reason there are three cans of Nos energy drink on my desk, and I decide to drink all of them. (Now I've never had any of those hardcore energy drinks IWL, because one cup of coffee, and I'm up all night. I'm scared to know what three cans of a potent energy drink would do to me.) I recall drinking them very clearly though. They are tangy and sweet, sort of like the flavor of Gatorade.
I try to recall my motivation for drinking them, but cannot. I notice that they don't seem to have much of an effect on me. I don't seem to be getting the jitters or anything.
I begin to notice how strange the situation is.
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I can't recall most of what happened. Most of it were just my attempts to manifest Raiah. I was non-lucid of course.
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I can recall some flashes that were more akin to my waking daydreams rather than sleeping dreams. They involved her character sitting next to S's character playing video games. It looked like a cartoon.
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I recall the ending though. I was semi lucid, back at the beach resort with Manei. The place looks off though. The building has been duplicated and there are now four of them with a central courtyard in the middle, that kind of looks like the quad from my college, except there are palm trees in it.
It is a dark night.
She was telling me that she didn't want me manifesting this character into my dream world because Raiah would be a distraction from me learning how to lucid dream.
And then she said, possibly the funniest thing I have ever heard her say.
"If I was Sonic the Hedgehog, Raiah would be that stupid talking fox that never does anything..."
"Tails? Isn't he like really smart? He builds planes and stuff?"
You can ignore this dialogue. I put it in because it was funny, but I don't think Manei has half a clue about anything in the gaming world...
I recall looking to the sky and seeing some very odd hovercraft fly across. It had four orange glowing circles on it that I thought were some kind of anti-gravity discs or something.
I began to become fully lucid and realized that, while conscious I had no reason to manifest this character into my dreams. I had probably just subconsciously manifested her by accident. Manei was right. This character would be nothing more than a distraction for me.
There was some other aspect to this that passes through my head, though. Manei and Raiah were supposed to be like opposite characters in my dreams. Maybe there is something I could learn from this...

I wake up. At freaking 2 in the morning. I try to get back to sleep, but I can't.

Another sludgy dream last night. The clarity is picking up a little, but not much. I'm sort of on a dry spell. I was driving with S to my college and I pulled over and made S get out because we were running low on gas.
I then drove about half a mile to a gas station, and pulled up. I was ready to pump the gas and realized that I had to go pee. I was also thinking that I should go back and get S where I left him, by the side of the road.
I went into the gas station and in the bathroom, for some reason, there was no toilet, just a large PVC pipe sticking out of the floor. The gas station was doing maintenance or something, and I figured It was where the toilet was supposed to attach, and that I could just do my business in it.
So I'm doing my thing and I realize that this situation is actually rather absurd, so I start reality checking. For some reason it takes two nose pinches and a host mental questions for me to properly become lucid. When I became lucid, I realized that if I was having dreams about peeing, that I might have to get up and go to the bathroom, otherwise I could wet the bed. So, I simply woke myself up.

Well I didn't have to go to the bathroom in WL. Kind of wasted a lucid there.

I was thinking about something on the drive to college. When I started lucid dreaming, three and a half years ago, my goal was nightly lucidity. I would sometimes say to myself that I wanted to 'become' a natural lucid dreamer. To be honest that is still my goal, and I getting closer. I have about one lucid dream a week now, and no shortage of close calls and partially lucid moments in-between. I'm really not that far off from my goal, but there is still work to be done.
Late October was a good time for me, and now I seem to be in a bit of a slump. Probably due to stress in WL. I was thinking about holding off on lucid dreaming a little bit this next week or so, letting the dry spell blow over and focusing more on issues in waking life. Because for me to be truly happy, both my waking life and my dream life have to exist harmoniously. So I might be a little less active in this next week or two. By no means will I stop posting, but I might only log on once a day to lay out a quick nonlucid DJ entry.
Back on the topic of my nightly lucidity goal. I was thinking about how all too often I forget that I shouldn't just be focused on the end result, but perhaps the journey along the way, too. This hasn't always been an easy mindset to have for lucid dreaming. To me, I always thought of 'completing one level before moving onto the next'. By that I mean, attaining nightly recall before I started practicing lucid techniques. Then, attaining nightly lucidity before practicing stabilization techniques. Then, I with a consistent means to lucid dream, I could learn stabilization and dream control with no shortage of windows to practice. But that isn't the way it's happened for me, or anybody else. I've been developing all of those skills little by little. So I'm going to try and change my mindset; lucid dreaming is an adventure to be had, in all of its stages.

I was with S at college. We were walking around campus in the evening hours. I can recall it being around 6:00. S said he had to go home, and I wanted to run to this bakery place before it closed at 6:20. Also, it was Halloween in the dream and everybody was wearing costumes. I think I was dressed up as Minecraft Steve; I was wearing a turquoise shirt and purple pants. S was dressed up as some anime character and had this huge spikey blue wig.
We parted ways and I headed to the bakery. It was underneath the building next to my dorm in this huge complex that is not there IWL. I went inside and got in line at the bakery. The clock read 6:19 and you could tell the place was closing down. But there were a few other people that wanted to drop by before they closed.
I asked the woman behind the counter if I could have the last chocolate chip muffin and some milk. She said 'sure' and handed me both of the items. I then waited for two other people to check out before it was my turn.
I gave my ID to the guy at the checkout so I could pay. For some reason he just took it and held it above the slot without swiping it. After about fifteen seconds he sarcastically said:
"Ooops! It's 6:21. Were closed now! Sorry! We can't give you this!" The lady behind the counter and another DC worker, a tall blonde guy who was wiping down tables both started laughing at me. I stormed out of the bakery vowing never to do business there again.
I walked outside and up this big hill that isn't there IWL. I took note of how floaty gravity seemed to be. I kept on jumping up and swimming through the air for a few feet before drifting back down. This prompted me to preform a nose pinch. Now I became lucid, but I still felt like I wasn't all there.
Primarily because I turned around and went back to the bakery. One way or another I was gonna get my muffin from these guys. I got back to the door and pulled on it. Locked.
I see the three dream characters still inside; the bakery had metal and glass doors with floor-to-ceiling windows. The cashier guy was standing around eating my muffin and drinking my milk. The tall guy was still cleaning tables, and the woman was putting what was left of the day's goods. (A couple of bagles) into boxes. The three saw me standing outside me and started laughing again.
Oh man was I getting ticked off by these three. I tore the metal and glass door off its hinges and threw it into the road. They stopped laughing.
I walked over to the cashier guy and punched him in the gut. I heard a thunderclap sound and the guy went flying backwards into the wall. He then fell into a couple of tables and chairs. The other two dream characters took off running.
I walked over to the cashier and looked down at him.
...
For some reason me and him were sitting together at a table. He had a bandage around his head.
"Look dude, I'm sorry... about everything. I didn't know you were..."
"I don't forgive you."
"What?! why?"
"Because I know you're not saying that because you are sorry. You're only saying it because now you realize that I can hurt you. Next time, be more careful who you mess with. You never know who might give you a bad day."
I turned and walked out. The dream faded.

Kind of a funny story behind this one. I was very tired/bored today and at around 6:30 I got in bed and a few minutes later I was out cold. I slept for about three hours until my roommate came in with this random girl and woke me up.
Then the random girl left and my roomate got into bed as well, I went back to sleep and for the first time ever, I WILDed. And completely by accident.
I began seeing wispy images, that I was in the water. It was third-person at first, and I was dreaming more about the big waves crashing down on me trying to drown me. Got some good views of my dream-self though. Gonna draw him soon, along with Manei.
The waves were not as big as they have been in the past, but big nonetheless. I flew in and in the strangest feeling ever I gained control of my body. I was standing in knee-deep water and the big wave was coming down on me, about a foot higher than my head. I used Waterbending to split it, like I had done before. For some reason the Waterbending made like a box cut out of the wave.
I got out of the water and onto the beach. I was nowhere familiar. Just one of the billions of tropical/beach island locations that my dreams manifest. This island was small and had a comparitively very steep rocky mountain on it.
I realized how wispy the dream felt, like I could wake up at any moment. I began laying down some aggressive dream stabilization, shouting "I'm dreaming" and clapping and rubbing my hands together to get a better feel for the dream.
There was no way this dream was going to last for any considerable amount of time, but I should still enjoy it while it lasts. I began walking up the side of the island with the most gentle slope and somehow found myself in the parking lot of my high school, only the high school had been replaced with this huge ornate white building. It was mostly low-laying, but there was this massive clock tower that had to be at least 20 stories high. Quite an epic construction.
For some reason, I decide that I want to fly to the top of the clock tower. Jets on, I start hovering. For some reason, I find myself hovering just a few feet off the ground. I try to give myself more power to rise higher but it causes me to fly sideways and smash into somebody's car.
"No! I want to go up!"
I look back and the building looks completely different; now looking more like my actual high school. When I managed to get a good look from above, I saw that there was this huge wooden boardwalk on the back. It was going out over this lake that isn't there IWL. I wanted to go inside the building and see what I could find, but the main entrance had this huge line of DCs going out of it. There is no way I'm waiting in that. So the only logical thing to do was to try and land on the platform and go in the back door.
I for some reason, my flying cuts out on me at the absolute worst time; just as I am getting up and over the building. I am flying much faster than I usually do and then my jets just cut out.
I 'fly' on a trajectory over the building and land on the boardwalk structure. I then proceed to tumble and bounce across it several times, breaking the floorboards of the boardwalk before hitting the railing and breaking that too. This hitting this thing gives me a strange sensation, it's not really pain, but just more of hard impacts with the boards. (I suppose a tumble like this would kill most mortals though.) I try to focus in on the sensation and use it as dream stabilization.
I sit up, and look back at the path of damage along the boardwalk. A couple of dream characters look at me with looks of shock and confusion. I lose the dream and FA.

Something to do with my roommate installing a tiny urinal inside our dorm room. (About 6" by 10") There is this little step in the floor that hides the plumbing, and it is this little urinal. I have many a question for him; like how we're supposed to get any privacy and how we're supposed to pee in this tiny thing in the first place, and why we even need it. The dream dragged on for a few minutes before I woke up for real.

It is now 10:40 where I am. I'm gonna try and go back to bed and see if I can get another lucid. Glad I'm LDing again. Hopefully I can still catch some of my momentum from before. Having only half of my lucid barrier still standing probably helps.

Fragment: Something to do with Jack Black. He is in this really bad comedy partially centered around lucid dreaming.

Spoiler for slightly sexy:

There was some dream where I was watching some kind of really bad porn story. The story was about a boy and a girl who are good friends in school, and you think that they are going to be together, but then it turns out that the boy is gay and the girl is lesbian.
Later on in life, you see they both have partners, and for some reason they decide to have this foursome sex thing. The boy has become really skinny and unattractive, and his partner is very fat and his whole body is covered with acne. The female is also very unattractive. I remember them showing her nude, she looks like a really skinny guy with a vagina.
But that's not the weird part. I am actually the second female. I looked at myself in the mirror (the room had this big floor-to-ceiling mirror). and (Not bragging or anything; these were pretty low standards) I was by far the most attractive person there.
I was also kind of skinny, but had more figure and muscle than anyone but the fat guy, and had some breast (at least an A-cup). I recall having wide hips and huge, strong legs, and short black hair with a blue streak in it. I thought that I was some kind of runner or cyclist or something.
Anyways, I wasn't lucid, but I knew this was NOT what I wanted. I started to leave and the door was locked. Then the skinny boy tried to grab me and put me in the bed. I overpowered him and pushed him into the mirror, that broke and blood went everywhere.
Then the fat guy grabbed me from behind. He put me onto the bed and got on top of me. He had this really weird short fat penis that wasn't gonna fit. I prepared to kick him in it when...

I FA'd. I was at college and started walking to class. For some reason my dad showed up and he started talking about Ebola. I didn't want to hear it, so I had to change the subject. But the only thing I could think of was the porn dream. So I told him about it and he listened intently, as if he was enjoying it.
...
This somehow led to lucid flying above campus. I wish I remembered more than flying and hoping that my dream would know what the rooftops of the campus buildings looked like.

I woke up around 5:00am and wanted to 'go back'. This is happening more and more frequently.

I was having some dream where my roommate had been replaced by an old lady, and I had to take care of her because she had memory loss and forgot her pills and what not.
At least she was not grumpy.
Anyways, she has to take her pills every day, and today we have to go get refills for her. She also has to do her 'hearing' everyday that has something to do with her hearing aid and projecting a frequency that helps her to hear better.
But my favorite thing to do is help her with her fruit smoothie that she drinks twice a day. She gets her fruit through the government and gets this big basket of fresh fruit everyday, more than enough for her smoothies.
So I decided to be healthy and start drinking the smoothies with her. I have this juicer/smoothie maker in my room, and when you put the fruit in, a game comes up like fruit ninja. You have to slice the fruit for it to be added to your smoothie. I ended up getting a bunch of mangoes and kiwis in mine.
There was some aspect to it like the smoothie could be used as rocket fuel. I had this tiny prototype rocket engine attached to the bottom of my smoothie.
I somehow find myself at this exhibition where this native tribe is visiting from a far-away land and showing off rare herbs and spices. The lady that I am taking care of wants those added to her smoothie. I find this other lady (who was really just an older version of Manei, guess she wanted me taking her seriously in this dream.) She asks me to come over and do something.
She has a small garden with all of the herbs in it, but there is a pathway running diagonal through it. The garden is like a sandbox, about 3ft by 3ft, and the soil in it is kind of sandy.
Anyways, she tells me to look down, take two steps and then stop. I take two steps and walk nearly to the other side of the garden. She then somehow shifts me back to the opposite corner and asks me to take two more steps. I follow. This repeats two or three more times. I look up and we are now on a beach.
She changes to her original age and smiles at me. I do a nose pinch, but strangely, the airflow is 'glitching' on and off. I feel like it is starting and stopping very quickly. Nevertheless I become lucid.
Manei is sitting in the lotus position, and I recognize the beach we are on; the one from my first LD that we used to return to often. It is nighttime and the beach is moonlit.
"It's time you learned about nature. Everything in nature is connected, though it's hard to look and see the connections. Take this garden for example."
I look back at the remnants of the Herb garden from the transition. All of the plants are uprooted and ruined. I sit down in front of it. Somehow I decide that I want to make the plants regrow and repair themselves with my mind. I start to focus on the sand and a strong wind comes in blowing all of this dry sand over the plants. Then a bunch of new sprouts came up.
"Good, now move over there. You're going to use your energy to create a plant from scratch now. Visualize the sand grains as full of life, like each one is a seed."
For some reason I partially sink into the sand. I focus in on the ground in front of me and try to picture a plant growing. Nothing seems to be happening. I start to get disheartened. Just as I do, I see a bump in the sand and a little sprout comes out. I send my energy to it and it grows into a bushy fern-like plant.
"You see, this is what the Buddha was talking about. Everyone has a connection to nature!"
Er... I might not be the most up-to-date on Buddhist scriptures, but isn't he all about inner peace of mind and finding oneself and all that?
Regardless, she stops talking. I decide to test the 'connection to nature' aspect of this. And somehow, I get from my 'connection to nature' to 'Let's practice waterbending!'. I look out at the ocean, and the waves rolling into the coast. I hold out my hands in front of me, palms down and try to picture the waves stopping.
Slowly, all of the waves come to a stop and the ocean is a mirror surface. I see the moon and stars reflecting on it. So beautiful. I then release my grip and run into the water.
I begin moving with the flow of the waves, that come back small at first, and then big. I feel like I am waterbending, but this feels a little more... (oh for heaven's sake) natural. I try to move with the flow of the waves using them to increase my motions rather than fight them. I try to make one of the waves splash Manei and it works. She chases me into the water and tries bending back at me. We are about to get into an all out, for-fun waterbending fight (Because dream guides can have fun too, you know.) when she gets the "oh, sh*t" look and tells me to run.
I turn around, back out over the sea, and see a tsunami rolling in. Nope, nope! We don't run. I turn and face the wave as it swells into a white-cap and prepares to crash right on me. I hold up both my arms crossed and split the wave down either side. Both sides pass me harmlessly. This feels more like the original water bending, more forceful and less flow-ish. But it's all I can do at this point.
The gap in the wave continues to widen and Manei passes through the gap as well. I turn back to see her standing on the shore. The wave crashes on either side of her but doesn't dare go near her. I turn around and see another, larger tsunami rolling in. I realize this is becoming one of those 'drowning' dreams that I used to have as a kid. There's no sense in fighting it any longer.
I send a telepathic shout to Manei saying "Get the heck out of here, I'm gonna wake up." I look to the shore and she becomes blurry and fades away. I turn and face the wave, that is barreling in at impossible speeds. I start thinking that I should wake up, and manage to do so right before the wave hits me.

This may have been yesterday: Something to do with riding a tiny yellow BMX bike through a city. I was actually doing really good riding across the tops of dumpsters and what not. I was riding with two other blurry DCs. One male and one female. They were both impressed with my tricks.
I eventually went through this brick tunnel and found myself in this small park area. There are old ladies sitting everywhere with bread and nuts and the likes, and throwing them on the ground to feed the pigeons.
I looked around and there was bird poo everywhere. I wondered what could possibly make so much bird poo. Then I saw that there were these giant pigeons present at the park, about two feet tall when landed. The big pigeons were more cautious to be fed and the old lades were having some kind of contest to see who could feed the most big pigeons.

I am on a small island. I am supposed to be exploring for resources so that I can survive or something. Also, there are these rocky crevaces in the island. I continually go into them to see if they are caves that might contain some kind of crystal that I can supposedly trade for other supplies in the game. It seems like there are caves connected here, but they are all blocked with piles of gravel and loose stone, and I need a shovel or something to get through them.
At one point or other I managed to find a small vein of the crystals on the surface, and crack one off with my hand.
...
Um...Minecraft much?
...
The dream glitches. I become partially lucid. I am in my own backyard. My mom was there and she was telling me about how she wanted to remodel the patio on the backyard and add this little canal that would run around the patio and be framed by these bricks. She said something about tiki torches as well.
I began using semi-lucid dream control to great effect. I rebuilt the patio to her specifications and she was very happy for me. All of the bricks were made out of this rough, dark stone and had aztec/tribal designs on them. I also recall accidentally thinking of these huge stone tiki heads and adding them to our backyard. I also, for some reason added a palm tree, knowing full well that it would die during the winter.
...
The dream glitches back to the island. I climb down into one of the rocky crevasses that I have not yet explored, and see that there is in fact a pair of rusted metal doors. I open them and behind them is a single large room with shelves full of supplies.
I turn back and see that behind me is actually what looks like somebody's yard in the crevasse; though overgrown and eroded. It looks like somebody lived here a long time ago and abandoned the place. There were these broken stone tiles everywhere and I could make out tomato cages and a collapsed fence.
"...Somebody really into gardening I guess."
Somehow or other Manei came into the dream and I became fully lucid. Manei says something about wanting to make a dream-base and I of course completely forget my goals and decide to go along with it. I lay down some stabilization.
We somehow came to the conclusion that the fist thing we should do is clear all of the crap out of the storage room and all of the overgrown plants out of the yard. I tell her that that's easy-peasy.
I just turn away from the yard and say something like:
"When I turn around the yard will be clear."
I turn back and see that for the most part the yard has cleared. There are still a few ferns and shrubs along the back edge. I turn away a second time.
"When I turn around the yard will be completely clear."
I turn around. The yard is clear now but for some reason there is now a very tall red rose bush right in the middle. I guess I'm going to have to be a bit more direct.
I began projecting some kind of blue ray from my hand. It went around the rose bush and a tooltip came up that said 'Rose Bush'. I was somehow able to activate a 'delete' option and I removed it from the scene.
I go inside to check on her progress with removing all the junk. She seems to be using the same ray that 'selects' the boxes and a tooltip comes up and says 'Box of Junk'. She then deletes them. All of the boxes are already gone on one side and she's just getting started on the other.
I look in one of the boxes and see that there are all of these... er I don't really know what they were. They looked like miniature microwave ovens. They were small (2in by 2in by 3in) and made of a really tough metal. And had a door, a cord, and a keypad like a microwave. There was also some kind of coil like devices mixed in there as well.
I then delete the box in my hands. I guess that was the last of them.
[Dream Guide Logic]
"Now that we're done, let's make cookies! I know how to make the best cookies with *something I forgot* and chocolate chips! So yummy!"
[/Dream Guide Logic]
I woke up a few moments later.

It was the middle of the night, and I had to go back and take down some goals.

I managed to get some semi-lucid dream where I was cataloging wildlife along the side of a river that ran through the rainforest. I can recall there were these crabs and frogs fighting one another. The frogs have acidic tongues that melt the crabs' shells and the crabs pinch at the frogs. There were also turtles involved somehow.
At one point or other, I saw this giant lobster/crayfish creature in the water. It was bright red and shiny.
I then saw an overhead view of where I was and it was a very rich, green, lush area of the world with these plateau-like mountains made of black volcanic stone. There was also a castle-city made of white stone built in one of the valleys.

I am partially lucid observing a dream about a group of either four or five women who live in a monastery in Tibet and are tasked with defending it. I think this is part of a history documentary or something and an interpreter is telling us how they fight.
The sisters are supposedly all twins and are about 20 years old. They all wear bluish-grey robes and headbands with short black hair.
Each of the sisters has a long bamboo flute as their weapon. When they swing it, air rushes in one end and depending upon how fast or what angle they swing at determines the note that they play. This means that when fighting (along or as a team) they will play one note after another with each strike coming together as music. The music that they create helps them coordinate attacks.
It is basically the purest personification of the rhythm of combat.
I think I may have seen them briefly conduct a sparring battle with a monk trained in energy projection.

I am at some barbecue or graduation party in my neighborhood. There are a few full blown adults, but it's mostly for college and high school-age people like me. I can recall my crush from high school is there, even though she moved away.
One of the boys, (We'll just call him B) wants to have a contest to see who can eat the most hot dogs. I back down, but some other boys step up to the plate. B's dad is the one who is hosting the party, and he says he will cook up as many hotdogs as is necessary.
Well nobody was really talking to me or engaging me, so my Introvert powers activate.
I walk away from the party and preform a casual reality check as I walk up the street. That's how I became lucid.
...
I don't recall a great deal of what happened next. Manei manifested somehow, and she convinced me to go back to the party. Nobody really seems to notice us.
But it's time to be a lucid show-off. I grab a napkin off of the table and tell everyone to gather around; that I have a party trick that I want to show everyone. I have decided to preform the Dynamo Jack trick where he uses chi/bio-electricity to ignite things.
It works, and of course, everyone is blown away. Everyone except the boys still having their hot dog eating contest. One of them stands up and proudly proclaims that he won the contest and ate fourteen hot dogs.
Then, I see that guy quiver. He turns around and pukes all over the table. Manei and me busted out laughing at the guy before I woke up.