lucid

I'm gonna skip just about all of this since it was all very awkward. Let's just say that one of my friends wanted me to help them relieve some stress and sonic the hedgehog was getting a different kind of chili dog than he usually does. I lucidly woke myself up from both dreams when things weren't going my way.

'Twas laughing all the way when I wrote this in my private DJ. I know some people like to post their sex dreams and even I do it every so often, but only when I feel comfortable with the dreams, as funny as they were, I am not comfortable.

My recall has been slack but I feel like I've been LDing left and right.

I recall being in what felt like my grandparents' house. (Man, I am sick of dreaming of this place.) But at the same time it was like some post apocolyptic setting with destroyed concrete and bent rebar everywhere.

There also seemed to be a lot of water. Seeping through the cracks in the fractured concrete pavement. Puddles of water. A mist and/or a light rain occurring. Everything was blue. I recall I was flying above the rubble and debris and I landed in the area that felt like my grandparents house. I found I was unable to take off agian.

I figured it was because I fly using fire jets and maybe the humidity was preventing them from working. I thought about how this was a dream so the logic of water-beats-fire didn't have to apply and I should be able to fly anywhere.

I recall an old lady was there. She wasn't my mom, or my grandmother. She said that she was a photographer and she wanted to take my portrait. She told me to go into the bathroom and get fixed up first. I walked into the bathroom. The mirror was cracked and the entire bathroom was tipped on a 10-15 degree angle.

I looked in the mirror and saw that I was my waking life self. Hmm... odd... Usually the dream makes me look totally different. I figured it was a dream portrait and therefore I should change into my dream self. I made myself vanish and re-appear.

I was hideous. I had these grayish brown blobs hanging down from my forehead and my nose was five times its normal size and oozing snot. My body was ribcage thin, but I had a round circular belly and really skinny legs. I was making some kind of wheezing sound involuntarily.

Oops. I hate it when dreams do that. I get that it some kind of message about how I view myself. It's not one that I like, but it's a message that I need to acknowledge nonetheless.

I then managed to change over to my dream self properly. I almost had it but I was really short and out of proportion. I think my face was very tall as well. My head was two or three feet high without being any wider than a standard human head. I began stretching and squeezing various parts of my body and forming it into a recognizable human form. (Complete with cartoonish stretch and squish sounds).

After some tinkering I got myself to look right. I remember blinking repeatedly and my eye color kept alternating from side to side. Usually the right eye is the blue one, or at least that's the way i remember it. At one point I even got both eyes to be brown. That was weird. I was never able to do that before...

I then began thinking about how ugly my default appearance is sometimes, and how beautiful it is others. I was worried that my DCs see me as some kind of freak. I then remembered how Manei and Marcus make appearance mistakes. Like at least the dozen times Manei has had a mustache...

I lost the dream when the lady came in and asked me to take my picture.

Really awkward non-lucid sexual dream about masturbation. It was animated with cartoon sperm. Skip.

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A dream about a horror/apocalypse story called 'The Trees' where the world became overgrown by forests in a matter of days. This dream-story inspired me so much, I started writing a story about it. Most of the dream is covered in an artists corner thread here.

http://www.dreamviews.com/artists-co...omeness-6.html

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I know there was more to the dream before this, but I lost the recall when I woke up and went to teach Taekwondo this morning. I was flying around and I landed at my house. It was nighttime. I walked inside and saw my dad sitting at his computer.

"Oh, Hello, Dream Dad."

I walked completely into the room and saw a copy of my dad looking through the pantry.

"And Hello, Other Dream Dad." I said, just accepting that I had two dads.

"Are you lucid dreaming in my dreams agian?" They both asked in sync.

"Yes."

I then remembered my goal was to try and break my habit of biting my fingernails by doing something to alter my subconscious in the dream. I figured I would summon Manei to help first. But I lost the dream and woke up.

I was in an aquarium with Manei and Marcus. We were all wearing wet-suits and swimming around and there were all these different fish. Marcus said something about how well the police were choreographed. Then we realized we were being chased by police. Marcus had a small escape submarine but it was protected by a force field that he had to disable first. Apparently the force field was actually tank gravel suspended in a magnetic field used to protect the submarine from theives.

We got inside, somehow without using the airlock. The door had some kind of field like in the first star wars movie where you could come out from being underwater. I think a little bit of water had gotten into the submarine though. I remember the inside was full of board games and toys. I thought this was weird.

I remember we needed to escape because the police were going to catch up. Marcus told the AI to run the thrusts. Apparently, the thrusts ran off of Biomass from living humans so you had to sacrifice a part of your body if you wanted to make them go. He said he wanted to the AI that he wanted to sacrifice his feet to help us escape. The AI said that was sufficient biomass for a short thrust. I saw the submarine started moving but his feet became smaller and more bony. It didn't look painful though. In fact, I didn't think he even cared. Well I cared...

"No! Wait Stop! Watch this! AI, use my tonsils, my wisdom teeth, and my appendix!"

"New biomass selected."

I didn't feel any changes in my body except a slight tingling in the back of my mouth.
We traveled through a coral reef for a minute. But all the coral looked fake, and there were only a few fish/aquatic animals that were not very colorful or interesting. Eventually we came to the surface. We were in a pool of water under the parking lot of my high school.

There was something important to Manei and Marcus in the dream. We were characters in a video game. Marcus was like the character in the tutorial level, and Manei was the companion character. This is why Marcus was supposed to sacrifice his feet, because he could only help and guide you from a distance.

A car drove up. It was black and I think it was unusually wide and flat. I remember thinking about the arrangement of seats inside was 3x3 and that had some significance. In it were a bunch of clones of Psy. (The guy who did the Gangnam Style Dance.) I said something to him. But he then pulled out a giant bazooka and said that this was because I didn't like his new song. (Unpopular opinion: I don't really like Gangnam style or Psy in general. ._.) He shot at the side of the submarine that had morphed into a bus. The rocket made a pitifully small explosion and did no damage.

Marcus portaled away leaving me and Manei to fight. We didn't have any weapons. I poked up out of the porthole and I asked her to hand me all of the board games and toys. I started throwing them at the large black car. I remember the front hood would open and close and snap like a jaw and the front end of the car was bouncing up and down. I think it had metal teeth. I was trying to throw something into the engine because it was like a video game weak spot. More and more Psys appeared and started advancing on us in phalanxes, doing the gangnam style dance all the way. Manei said we had run out of board games to throw so I told her to just give me anything.

...

I was then in the movie theater in my town and there was a trailer for the new pixar movie. The movie started off with a Dinosaur trying to build a house out of longs and tie it together with vines. He said something sad about how he knew that the meteor that killed the dinosaurs was going to come and kill them all because he was going to be re-incarnated as it.

As he was finishing building the house, he stood on the roof and pulled one of the vines tight with his mouth. But one of the logs broke because he was standing on it. He got very sad and just sat under the house anyway and cried.

It then showed a dragon named Lionheart. She had a really big/thick body and six short legs along with short stubby wings. She was light bluish green with dark blue stripes. Apparently she was the last dragon who died 600 years ago. She was flying above the ocean during a stormy night.

Lionheart stopped on a small island with one palm tree and curled up. She said that she was dying now, but would next be re-incarnated as a flag. She then vomited up a blue banner and died. Her body turned into fireflies. The blue banner was made out of a really tough sort of silk material that was unbreakable. It had a gold embroidery on the edge. Then a blue circle outline appeared in the middle of the banner and glowed brightly for a second before just turning into a white printed circle.

The banner was left partially buried in the sand and the island slowly sank. The island became known as Clusterbottom because the sand still made a cluster on the bottom.

The Secret of Clusterbottom 12345678910 was the title of the movie. It ended with a character saying that "In order for you to gain something, you have to lose something first."

...

This was what Manei called a dream of a dream. It was supposed to be the future, but we were still speaking in the present. It was weird, we were dissonant from the rest of the environment. In the dream we had a family... three kids I think. Born as triplets. Two girls and one boy.

"Ugh. How could you stand having all these kids?"

"You forget. This doesn't have to be our future if you don't want it. In dreams, the past, future and present are not set in stone. They [are dynamic]. We can change the past when we go to the future. This is just one possible future that we can live. This is why your body doesn't age or change in a dream, because we chose to stay at a young age out of preference."

I remember looking in the mirror and seeing that we both still looked exactly the same as we usually did. I then saw that our kids were painting these little clay pots. I instantly thought to myself that these are kids. They're probably just going to end up smashing these or painting poop or something. So I was pretty surprised when they just painted them. Each in their own style. I guess I should have had a little more faith in them than that.

I couldn't help but be fascinated in what they were doing. I don't remember if the kids had names. After all this was just a projection of one possible future. One of them seemed to be very perfectionist. Painting detailed zig-zags with a tiny brush. Another seemed very spontaneous, simply randomly splattering and smearing paint with her fingers all over the pot. Yet another seemed to be painting lettering all over the pot in some language.

"I'm sorry. But I still don't like this. I can't handle this level of attachment to the dream world. This is a beautiful fantasy, but I'm afraid this could ultimately do the both of us more us harm than good. Perhaps sometime in the future we can revisit this reality, but not right now."

"How do you know this isn't your destiny? I shared this dream with you once before, when we fist met. You denied it then and you have denied it now. All this time together and you haven't changed a bit."

"I don't have a destiny. These are my dreams, I make that so."

...

I was back in the parking lot, but all the Psys were gone. I flew out of the bus because I felt like we were still being chased. I would have just flown away, but Manei told me to come back. I saw that the parking lot had morphed to a beach and the dinosaur from the pixar movie trailer dream was there.

We were walking along the beach. There was a lot of fog and rain/mist. I saw a number of brown brick buildings build at super fast speed. For some reason I told Manei and the dinosaur that seeing those buildings was a dream sign. I did a nose pinch and could breathe. It then became nighttime, and the sky was a pinkish color with many large bright stars but no planets. I told her that stars were also a dream sign. I lost the dream and woke up.

Challenge of the year: Tell me what the first part of this dream symbolizes.

Very good recall last night, and pleanty of lucidity. Guess I'm still working some on the violence though...

I remember I was somehow thrown out of my house with no money for food or no place to live. I decided I would turn to thievery to get by.

I remember I wanted to rob this person's house. For some reason their house was a small log cabin in the middle of the park by my neighborhood. There was also a large apartment complex built along the side of the park. I looked inside their house to see a guy sitting in a recliner with a shotgun and immediately chickened out and ran the other way.

I think I might have had a knife that the guy might have saw.

I then saw some police, and while I wasn't in any way incriminating; and all I had done was look in the window of a house and think about robbing it. I went up and talked to them. They said that they were in the process of arresting this middle aged lady from the apartment complex who I think was having sex with her son. Even though I didn't do anything incriminating I (because dream) told them to arrest me for thinking about stealing from the log cabin house. They put handcuffs on me and took me to prison.

...

There was somehow another dream that took place after the dream where I was sent to prison. Though it didn't continue congruently. I was with S and his friend, who for the sake of hiding real names, we'll call L. We were out in the woods on a river. The river seemed to run both up and down very steep hills and over cliffs. We were on inner tubes, but they were all tied together with ropes.

Before we went down this big hill, I remember giving my cell phone to L. He put it into a blue waterproof fanny pack that he had on his belt.

I remember I felt kind of bored the entire time we were on this. In retrospect, it was a fairly fun ride, but I couldn't feel any forces acting on my body and it seemed to be moving far too slowly.

We got to the end where the river ended in a small lake. His family were waiting there along with some other people. I think my cousins were there. S and L wanted me to hang out but I had to get ready to go to Korea for a foreign exchange program that I was a part of. I remember I we walked a ways down the road where the forest gave way to green grassy fields and I saw my parents waiting.

...

I was then on my college campus, only things about it were now different. Some of the buildings looked very futuristic. (Like made completely of glass and such.) Others looked like traditional oriental construction. I guess this was Korea.

Somebody asked me about how to say 'Fire' in Korean. I think he was my language teacher who was helping students like me learn the language. He looked something like a younger version of my Taekwondo master. I know Ri is one of the signs on the korean flag that means fire. He seemed happy with that. Somehow, during this scene, I was back in the green grass field where the van was for a moment, but phased back to the university.

I then became lucid for no real reason. There were four or five girls all wearing school uniforms that all came over. They were all pretty much identical, though there might have been slight variations in hairstyle.

"Oh great. Here they come to hit on me. It never fails. Every single dream, you're always the hottest item on the menu..."

When the girls got closer, they tried to seduce me and started taking off her clothes. I tried to make it very clear that I wasn't interested this ending with me making a mess in the bed. I also began noticing that all but one of the girls just seemed like shades or projections. They wold go translucent for a second then phase back into solid existence.

I eventually honed in on the real one and focused on her, causing all the duplicates to shatter and fade. I was able to enter her mind and see that she was able to create duplicates of herself, but they required focus. She was losing focus at that moment because of me.

She was naked, so I willed some clothes back onto her. She was persistent and tried to take them off again. I had to give her the whole 'No means No' talk. She was very disappointed and walked off. I saw her make some more duplicates of herself as she walked off.

...

I think that I might have woken up for a breif time. I remember waking up at around 5:00am.

Somehow, the police from the other dream caught up to me and I was now thrown in jail. I had been in jail for a very long time.

I was a member of this group called the 'Triple Threat'. Three of the most hardened criminals in the prison. (Because almost robbing one house makes you one of the three most hardened criminals in the prison system apparently.) The prison was also similar to my middle school in terms of layout and general feel. I remember one of the guys looked just like like Amit from infected mushroom. The other looked a lot like a realistic Scar from FMA only without... well the scar.

The guards caught on to our escape and pinned us in a stairwell. They said that punishment for trying to escape this prison was death. A sniper shot the Scar guy in the stomach and he died. Then they shot the Amit guy with a bunch of red darts. Apparently the darts were lethal injection darts used to kill prisoners.

The dream went into third person. I became lucid right as the guards got ready to shoot at me.

For some reason one of the of the officers said something really racist about asian people that I'm not going to repeat here.

When the went to shoot me, I dashed forward, dodging all of the darts that were shot at me. I fought a bunch of the guys with dart guns in first person.

This guy with a katana jumped out and tried to take my head. He was the warden of the prison and he was wearing samauri armor. I remember I kicked his helmet off and broke the crest. I went back to third person and started kicking and punching him, faster and faster until I was just a blur. The time slowed down and I hit him with both hands in the chest. A sonic wave expanded out, but there was no sound. It then pulled back in and then blasted out again, this time with sound. The Samauri armor shattered and the guy went flying backward into where the school's cafteria would be if it were the school. The school's cafeteria was normal and looked as though if it had been sealed off and forgotten when the school was made a prison.

Somehow, I had his sword now. I charged for the sniper who shot at me. I cut the bullet in half. He reloaded but I was already on top of him. He disappeared and left his gun (That wuss.) I saw more guys with dart guns coming after me. I reloaded and shot all three of them with one shot when they lined up. I began thinking that the dream was getting to be really violent, maybe I should find a way out out of this fight.

I saw more guys with dart guns coming. There was also this big guy in a basketball outfit dribbling a spiky basketball that I guess was used as a weapon. I remembered how I could scare DCs away instead of killing them all. I decided to scare them just like I did last time. So I went third person, gave myself sharp teeth and glowy eyes. I hissed at them. They ran away but one of them radioed for something else.

I looked behind me and saw a gray and white painted tank. I turned around and hissed at him too. I tried to make myself extra scary by adding black shadow tentacles that time. The guy in the gun turret on top. gave the order to open fire on the 'monster'. He shot the main gun, but I shot with the sniper and shot the tank round out of the air. I started running twoard them. He fired another tank shell that I cut in half with the sword. The guy on the gun turret shot at me, so I sniped off the machine gun.

The tank started backing up, but I jumped on the front. I put the barrel of the sniper down the gun of the tank. I willed the guy in the turret to jump out just before I fired and it exploded. The tank started driving backwards and I heard yelling inside.

I somehow found myself outside the prison. Manei appeared and had a plate of grham crackers with chocolate spread on them.

"I made you a snack, but we have to change to another dream to eat it. It's yummy in your tummy!"

"Alright, you have my permission, we can change to a different dream, as long as you promise to never say 'Yummy in your tummy' ever again..."



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The dream made a quick transition to another environment. I was in what was kind of a mix between a grocery store and a resturant. Like one half of it was a store and the other half an eating area. It took her a minute to appear into this new dream, but she appeared after a minute. I remember another DC was seated with us as well. Neither of us recognized him, she was just interested in being friendly, I guess.

I lost some lucidity and thought that I needed to get my phone back from L.

"I left my phone with L in the last dream. How do I get it back?"

"Check your pocket."

I did and it was there. Fully charged and even with the background I have set in WL. (That pic DawnEye11 drew of us.) I opened the settings menu but all of the text was all distorted and dreamy.

"No, but this is just the dreams' projection of my phone. I need my actual phone back."

She gave me that "well how am I supposed to help you?" Look.

She then said that my cousins were having a shared dream about minecraft and wanted to send me there. I said I didn't want to go because I hate minecraft dreams, but she sent me before I could tell her that.

I was in a jungle biome. There was a big cliff to one side with a small path carved into the side. There was then a room made entirely of diamond blocks. There were my cousins and also several Minecraft youtubers. Nobody in particular since I don't regularly watch MCYoutubers. The dream just sort of generalized them as MCYoutubers. Three or four of them.

One of them had a skin that was a floating loaf of bread, due to the use of some kind of hack. I remember he was very proud of this because he thought that it was 'so MLG'.

"Okay, welcome to Minecraft Dream/Video part four and one half.. If you like this dream, please leave a like, comment and subscribe to me. I'm too lazy to get a real job, so I need you guys to keep paying me to make stupid minecraft dream videos."

"Well at least he's honest..."

I started flying around the jungle trees. It wasn't really fun since it was exactly the same as flying around in creative mode on Minecraft. I couldn't break or place any blocks. I realized I could still speak to Manei. I told her to bring me back from the shared dream, but she told me the only way to get out was to wake up. So I woke myself up, though it took me a minute.

This dream was actually from a couple of days ago, (Can't quite remember what day.) during the time that I wasn't posting. But I figured that since I had no dream recall this morning since I stayed up a little too late that I would use this time and motivation to post this dream.

I was at a clothing store attending some kind of fashion show. Both men and women were displaying outfits. Sadly they were not particularly dreamlike, entertaining or cool for the most part. Nothing that I recalled.

I then remember this one woman who was showing off a red dress. She was middle aged and not the most attractive, past her prime. I began wishing that she were more attractive, and to my suprise, she started to change to a younger version of herself. She started doing some kind of dance shaking her hips. I wanted her to stop and go away, and she did.

I realized my control over the woman was due to the fact that I was dreaming. The fashion show went away and Manei appeared. She was wearing this cute pink top and asked for my opinion on it.

“I like it. Do you think I could get one in my size and in black?”

*confused look*

The dream shifted to the front driveway of my house. The theme of clothing continued, though. I was offered several choices of outfits. One of them was a blue suit and tie. Pass. Another was a white martial arts uniform. Better. It changes to green. Awesome, but it has all of these patches/awards sewn on it. I couldn’t make them go away.

I changed myself into a black martial arts uniform.

“No, Jade! No more black!”

“But why tho?”

“Black is the color of evil and shadow.”

I spoke back to her in the language of thought. No it is not. I always think of black as infinity. In taekwondo, the black belt represents the infinite universe that is all that is left to be explored. Someone who is of the highest level. And even if I’m not the highest level of lucid dreamer, giving myself a little confidence boost couldn’t hurt…

Besides you agreed we would stop being controlling over one another...

I was thinking about/visualizing a story that I have been working on lately and running through some plot elements. I was thinking about a part where the characters fly to space on a special spaceplane. I then decided that had best wake up, since I have to teach Taekwondo on Wednesdays. I brought myself out of the visualization but felt odd accelerations.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the special spaceplane, and we were landing. I did a nose pinch and sure enough I was still dreaming. I sat up in my chair and looked around. I told myself I would regret this at some point, but that It was important that I wake up. All that managed to do at first was make the plane phase away and drop me on the runway.

The runway morphed into a road and became narrower. I was now standing to one side of it, in a wheat feild. Across the road were several large industrial buildings. There was a stand selling bananas on my side of the road. I noted that what few cars there were were driving on the opposite sides of the road that I am used to.

I went over to the guy at the banana stand because he was kind of blurry and I wanted to get a closer look. He turned out to be this huge hulk of a man with a balding head. He smiled and said:

"Im the Supervisor, Can I get a taxi number?"

(A cookie to anyone who can tell me what that DC referencing without having to look it up.)

I saw the word 'Taxi' was printed on the side of one of his bananas.

Second false awakening. This time I was in my backyard. I thought it was waking life for awhile. I looked around and all around me were digital clocks. But of course they all read weird times like 12:338 was one that I remember. This caused me to reality check. I became lucid and realized that this had happened twice now, clearly I wasn't getting out of this dream.

I remember at this point in the dream I looked at my hands. People always talk about how your hands look so weird in dreams. Mine seem to look completely normal most of the time. I look at them. The skin tone is darker than I am used to but they look completely normal. I'm not wearing my bracelets, but I didn't make a note of that. I try to poke my finger through my hand. I'm simply met with the usual resistance and I can't do it. Just like a waking life hand.

I guess I figured there was no point to continue to try to wake up, so I figured I would just see what the dream had to offer. I looked around the backyard. All of the plants/trees were gone. Not just the ones in my yard, but everywhere. Just the grass was left. I looked inside my house through a window and saw that all the furniture was gone.

I tried to fly by jumping off the table on my back patio but I just floated back down to the ground. I also noticed that I could see my reflection in the window of my house. For some reason I had really long hair, like down to my knees long hair.

"Hello?" I yelled and my voice echoed though the neighborhood. I became worried that this would be like one of my early lucid dreams where I was alone somewhere and no dream characters would show up. I was relieved to see. A group of identical people in the distance talking to one another.

Out of the group came Marcus. Except he had a huge distracting beer belly. He walked over and I asked him something. I remember his voice very clearly when he replied but I can't remember anything having to do with what he said. Then Manei appeared as well. She was pulling a wagon and she looked to be about 10. Except she also had a mustache. (Okay, so not her funniest appearance mess-up to date.)

She said she was excited because she was taking to see me a music show. She said something about it being a group from her tribe and their traditional performance. I didn't see any show, but I saw some people putting towels over a fence. I thought this was kind of weird until I figured out that it was a puppet music show. So the people were putting towels over the fence so you wouldn't pay attention to them, only the puppets then they had large puppets, too big for even a hand. They actually turned out to be costumes.

Okay. So what are the towels for? So that the actors have privacy while they change. Pointless since we can see them from where we are sitting; and they're just putting the costumes on over their clothes.

It was at this point that I took into question the reason my usual DCs looked different. In particular, I wanted to know why Manei was so small all of the sudden. I asked her and she replied, but I don't recall what she said.

I then notice that once they put on the costume, their appearance seems to morph some. One of the actors changes into Manei, and the one sitting next to me goes away. Only this version of her is super vivid, and the correct age, except she was wearing beige/brown instead of the usual red, and had two braids. I remember the same kind of thing happened to Marcus only he didn't have a beer gut and he was wearing gray instead of blue. I remember both of these DCs really seemed to 'pop' from the dreamworld.

Then, I felt myself getting pulled twoard the third actor. My 'soul' was forcibly pulled from my body, but I just let it happen, curious as to what would happen when I was absorbed by the costumed actor. I was then distracted when I noticed there was a fourth actor. But he/she wasn't turning into anybody.

A computer error appeared.

"Compatibility Error.
Dream [1] character has incompatible drivers.
Dream [4] character not found.

Would you like to exit the dream or check online for a solution?"

I lost the dream and woke up laughing.

This was one of those lucid dreams where I wasn't even trying to get lucid. In fact, I didn't even think I had a chance of getting lucid last night. I've been focused on things besides lucid dreaming this past week or so.

I've actually had quite a few other lucid dreams. Most of them were pretty short become-lucid-and-wake-ups. Another one involved me getting angry and freaking out, and I don't really feel like sharing that one. In yet another, Manei told me some secrets about lucid dreaming, but asked me not to tell it to other people.

I remember a dream involving a battle between what was cuter, kittens or puppies. A kitten and a puppy were fighting in this big factory with dangerous moving machinery and kept pushing one another into it. But whenever the kitten or the puppy fell in and should have died, they just exploded into confetti, then re-appeared somewhere else.

...

Anyways, I was in this small village with a few, tall, large buildings around. The architecture reminded me of what you might find in southern Europe. I saw there was a train track crossing with two trains at the end of it. Both of the trains were silver-ish, but had faces like Thomas the Tank Engine characters.

I remember they were different sizes. There was a normal sized one, then a really small one, on tracks a little more than a foot wide.

"Daddy, when I grow up, I want to be a great oneironaut like him!" said the little train engine.

"Okay, but you have to work hard at it every night." said the big train engine.

The train engine's mention of lucid dreaming made me reality check. Okay. I'm dreaming. I made my way down into the plaza area of town. I saw a music stage but it was empty. The concert would be on later.

Though when I saw the stage, I for some reason thought of the white cat that hugged my face in a previous dream. This caused the cat to appear onstage and walk toward me. It followed me into one of the buildings that turned out to be a bar/club.

"Kuansen Axio Sosumble, Por favor." (Now I'm mixing Spanish and dreamspeak...)

...

"Manei, Kuansen-"

"Over here."

Now for some reason she was dressed like Raven from Teen Titans, though she didn't look like a cartoon. She has everything. Blue eyes. Gray skin. Even blue hair that looked kind of fake. Come to think of it the whole outfit kind of looked like mid-level cosplay.

"Why are you dressed like my middle school cartoon character crush? And if you were gonna go for a teen titan, why not Starfire? She would suit you so much better."

"Because I am worried. Do you see that guy over there in the sweater?" (She gestures over to a group of punk/gang looking people, all of whom are wearing really ugly sweaters.)

"That one in the beige" I ask having no idea who she is referring to out of the group.

"No the big black guy." She points to a simply giant (both vertically and horizontally) black guy with a beard who is sitting in the corner with a bunch of beers. "He has had five beers and I'm worried about him."

We start to walk over. I tell her that it would probably take alot more than five beers to get a guy that big even a little tipsy.

"Hey, uh excuse me. My dream guide says you need to stop drinking."

Gigantic burly guy stands up and unleashes a bellowing laugh. The other punks surround me and corner me. The guy tries to punch me. I grab his hand. He winds up and tries to punch me in the stomach with his other hand. I feel nothing more than a light touch, though he looked to be in pain, like he just punched a wall.

Them abs are made of steel yo.

He looks confused. Stressed. I pinched him on the shoulder. He drops to the floor unconscious. All of the other sweater punks who were cheering a second ago now just look confused.

"Hmm... Well all you other punks had better start running away screaming."

All of the other guys run out of the bar in a panic/frenzy. I lost the dream and woke up.

All of this actually took place in a Wake Back To Bed. I had another non-lucid dream before this, but all of its content is lost to me now. I only vaguely remember something having to do with Marcus saying something about math. I recall waking up at around 6:30. I woke up from this dream at 8:00 so I guess that was my last sleep cycle.

I was at a country resturant, eating out with an old guy in a ship captain outfit. He was really short with this big beard and all of these curls coming out of it. I remember thinking, even as I was talking to him that he reminded me of the captian crunch mascot. He even had the big hat.

I remember he had this monocle or sighter device over one eye, kind of like an eye-patch with three lenses that would rotate depending upon what distance whatever he was looking at was.

I can't remembered what we had ordered/were eating. The food was fairly good though.

I held the expectation that he would be an unpleasant character, but he was actually extremely nice and had interesting stories to tell involving giant space monsters and the likes. (Yeah, giant space monsters. Turned out he wasn't a boat captian, but rather he had a spaceship that looked like a boat like the ships from Treasure Planet.) He had his quirks though. I told him some of my stories too.

I remember I told him I had to leave because I had to go to my taekwondo class. I walked out of the restaurant and found I was in the hardware store near my friend S's house. But the one big hardware store had been replaced with several smaller stores. One of them being the country restaurant.

I went to the taekwondo studio that turned out to be in a grocery store. We decided to practice by the freezer section since there was a lot of open space, and the freezers would help to keep us cool if we got too hot and sweaty.

Everyone lined up. Right before my taekwondo master started class, he decided instead that I should teach. (Something that happens quite often in real life). He then told me that when I taught I had to remember something:

"When is a number just a number, and when does it mean more? What does the number 9 mean to you? Also, try the fried chicken. It's good."

I had a false memory of him saying this before and it being some kind of trick question. I tried to remember what the correct answer was.

He then opened the freezer door and walked into a big pile of boxes of frozen fried chicken and disappeared. I tried to follow him in. I thought I found him but all I found was his disembodied floating head. He smiled at me then receded behind some boxes.

...

I had finished teaching class without anything interesting or memorable happening. I had to head home. It was a beautiful summer night. I started to walk toward my friend S's house. In the dream, I was living in his house because my house had met with some kind of disaster.

I walked a good distance and remembered that I had left my wallet at the country restaurant. I turned and started to walk back. I walked into a flickering streetlight and saw something move. I wished I'd had my hidden blade gauntlets because I thought it might be a criminal or something. I then looked at my wrists and realized I DID. Knowing it was a dream, I locked the blades out and advanced on the threat ready for a fight.

It came into the picture. It was just a small, skinny, feral black cat. It hissed at me. I locked the blades back in and realized it was no threat. The cat calmed down and walked into the light, where it proceeded to begin rolling on the concrete and purring loudly. I gently petted the cat for a minute then (partial lucidity talking here.) realized I still needed to go back and get my wallet.

I headed back into the hardware store. I opened the door to the country restaurant and...

Spoiler for NSFW:

People having sex. Everywhere. Everyone had blue eyes, blonde hair and pale skin though. But there were people of a wide spectrum of ages and sizes all getting it on in this restaurant. Mostly girls, but there were some men too.

Since there was a shortage of men, some of the girls approached me and asked me if I wanted to join in. I remember I was approached by three of them. Though the one in the middle who was tall, thin and very busty was easily the most attractive. I told them no but they kept trying to seduce me.

I didn't want this to end as a lowly sex dream. I willed the woman's breasts to shrink and they did, all the way down to a completely flat chest. She looked down and screamed. Her limbs flailed around randomly kind of like a cartoon or a garry's mod animation and she floated in the air screaming in terror. She spun around the room two or three and flew out a window. The other girls ran away too.

I found my wallet right on a table next to three people humping each other.

I tried to go back outside but instead find myself in another room. The entire room looks like a large square sauna with mats all along the edges. There are four big square pots filled with bamboo in each corner. There is a step or terrace all along the wall with mats layed out it. There is a back door that is well hidden in the motif of the wall, but I can see it there.

Three more girls approach me in the same kind of formation, but they're actually wearing clothes this time. What they are wearing actually looked like a version of Manei's tribe outfit, only white with blue details. Or at least two of them were. She too had blonde hair and blue eyes and looked like a younger version of the girl who's boobs I had removed a minute ago.

The one on the right was very short and had buzz-cut hair. She couldn't have been more than 13 or 14. The one on the left was short, but she looked much different. She had black hair and green eyes.

"Hi, we're your fan club. I'm the president." Said the tall one.

"What are all those other people out there?"

"They're your other fan club. We are better because we celebrate you for your philosophy and beliefs. They only celebrate you for... well... other reasons. "

The black haired girl got cheery and said she wanted to show me something. She pulled out these paintings she had made of me on parchment. They were really good. All of them had chinese/japanese/koren characters on them. I asked myself for a moment why dreams seem to associate me so closely with oriental culture.

I then rememeber while we were along the back wall someone opened the not-so-secret door. It was another blonde haired blue eyed girl. She had some black hair in her hand.

"I have some of your hair." *giggles*

She slowly receded back into the shadowy room that lay beyond and slowly closed the door.

"Okay, you're not creepy at all..."

The short haired girl came over to me and started tugging on my arm. She was much shorter than me, to the point where I had to get down on my knee to look her in the face.

"If eyes are windows into the soul, then what do I see in yours?" She asked.

I was about to say something back and I woke up.

Spoiler for Long Side Notes:

So I've been thinking a lot about lucid dreaming lately. Though I didn't expect to actually have a lucid dream last night. (much less recall anything.) I did not go to bed until around 1:00 in the morning. (So a pleasant surprise to wake up to something like this.) I've been trying to get in the habit of both meditating and practicing Taekwondo every day.

That considered, maybe this is why dreams choose to represent me as an oriental? It makes sense in the regard.

Additionally I consider the fact that I began Taekwondo lessons at right around the same time that I first began learning lucid dreaming techniques. When I was in that early phase of heavy learning, I might have made an unconscious association with the two. This may explain why other aspects of my personality are not as often represented in dreams.

It could also be more representative of my philosophy, since I don't abide by any one religion or philosophy, though most of my principles were founded on Buddhist ideas. I remember last night my friend S spent the night, he was talking about how upset he was at the thought that we might one day never be friends. I told him that from the day I met him, I had accepted the fact that one day we would not be close anymore. I allowed myself to be attached to him, but never to the point that the loss would seriously hurt me. He apparently hadn't done the same thing, but was understanding of me, as good friends should be.

I explained to him how everything in life is just a phase. Nothing lasts forever. One day, I will stop coming on Dreamviews. One day, I will move to a new home. One day, my parents will pass away. Etc. Even when I was a young child, I simply accepted the fact that I would one day die.

When I was meditating, I thought for some unusual reason, about Jonathan. I was asking myself about what he was meant to represent in my dreams. I'm not sure why I was putting so much thought into a dream character who is no longer really around. I guess I figured that just because a phase of your life is over, doesn't mean you cant still learn from it.

I couldn't figure out of he was just a dream nemesis or a dark dream guide with a sort of tough love philosophy. I figured the idea was that some dream guides can be like very close supportive friends who are at your back while others push you and challenge you by opposing you. But how is that helpful to someone like me who often very frustrated with their own underpreformance and is always pushing themselves? People like me don't need that kind of support, it just frustrates us more.

Regardless of what role he was meant to play, it never seemed like Jonathan 'clicked' into it. If he was a dream nemesis, he didn't do a very good job of making me dislike him or afraid of him. If anything, I was intrigued by him. I wanted to know why he did what he did. If he was meant to push me, then his purpose was undermined for the reason stated above.

Jonathan was, if I recall correctly, some kind of vampire or demon. He was meant to represent something evil or unlikeable.

I always judged the rate and memorability of a dream characters' appearances as a gauge of their importance. It only makes sense that a dream that shows you a character more often must mean the character is more important. This is why I spend so much time on Manei and comparatively less on the other characters. (I probably spend more time considering her actions than those of all other characters combined.)

Though if we use the rate of appearance to judge how important a character is in a dream, then I am neglecting one very critical fact. I am a character in these dreams as well.

Anyways, at this point, I feel like I am just rambling in the sake of rambling, and other activities are calling to me. If you can find a point in everything I just said, then that's better than I could have hoped for.

"Two act as one. Not dreamer. Not dream guide. Two parts of same whole. Think like your Yin-Yang."

Well this is the final time I feel like I have to try and do this energy link thing. All I have to do now is get into a situation where it actually becomes useful. I can't say I'm in love with the idea of having to rely on someone else in order to access this amount of power in dreams, but I guess Manei did tell me that in order for it to work, we must be equals, two parts of the same whole. All I am really doing is accessing another part of myself.

I was taking a math test in the basement of my old high school. Someone asked for my eraser and didn't give it back. I remember thinking that I needed it because I kept writing my answers wrong. I remember one was '26' but the six was shifted higher than the two and I wanted to move it. I then became partially lucid and figured I would just use willpower to move it.

Everything turned into negative. So the paper was black and the writing, white and slowly the 6 moved down to its proper spot.

I then found myself in a compound in the middle of the jungle. I was trying to move a metal statue around.

I remember I was sitting on the couch with Manei. I remember saying something really dumb about how I was happy that she was real now, and that I didn't have to go into dreams to talk to her anymore. She told me to come to back with her to the dreamworld and live there forever. I told her that I had to eat my ramen first.

I went into the kitchen and got my ramen off the stove. But I couldn't find any plates. I spilled it by accident onto a skateboard. It got cold almost immediately and I started eating it off the skateboard but I was thinking there might be a lot of dirt and germs and it didn't taste good.

Eating my ramen turned into a long frustrating process and it was like 2:00am. I woke up eventually because I had to go to the bathroom.

I appeared in my own house, right back on the couch where the last dream had ended. It seemed like a whole lot of family was over at the time.

"Alrighty. I'm here. And I finished my Ramen."

"About time!"

I think Marcus was there. He was just acting like another family member. I think he was my uncle, and he was making sugar cookie cutouts. I remembered that just a few minutes ago, I had been trying to WBTB. I remember thinking/saying something to him about being left out. He replied something like "It's okay. If you ever need me, I am here."

Okay, you have to finish teaching me about that energy link thing.

"Alrighty. Take both hands. You know how to do it."

The sensations were much less intense this time. The energy arrows appeared for a second then went away. I remember thinking to myself how the energy is like a river flowing in a circle and that if one person starts forcing more energy into the circuit, they will, willingly or otherwise, push more out of the other person to attain equilibrium.

The first time we probably put a little too much energy into the circuit first. Maybe because we were still figuring things out. Maybe that's why the environments kept changing randomly and we kicked up all that wind, too, since we had so much power but were not properly directing it.

All of this while we were hobbling up the stairs while trying to hold both hands. I remember she started using some chant. She explained to me that chants are the way that we control this. She started saying something in dreamspeak. I don't remember what it was, but it began with a K, and had a sort of rhyme or singsong tone to it. I tried to copy her, and ended up just using my summoning command.

"Kuansen Axio Sosumblue"

I repeated it until we were up in my room. We sat down on the floor across from one another. My room in the dream was messy. There were black and white towels everywhere. I figured that was the dream sending me a message, but I was also annoyed by it. Manei didn't mind. Then agian, I went in her room and it was just as messy...

I was still repeating the summon command.

"Stop it, silly. I already here. That one won't do anything..."

I remember she quietly told me the actual translation of that command with her thoughts. Something that I didn't even know until now. Apparently, Kuansen is "to ask of ones' self", and since in dreams, everything is a part of you, you are asking the dream to do what you want. Axio is like "true" or "free of evil", and you are smart to include this in spells/commands. Sosomblue is kindness, meaning that you ask kindly, and with gratitude. I guess it can also mean a close friend or companion.

"I like to use words in your language, since yours is the language of dreams. Manei, what is the word for, in your language, uhh... stabilize?"

*thinks for as is she herself is starting to forget dreamspeak...* "Metatitakiatientes."

*a few pronunciation corrections later...*

"And what is the word for dream?"

"God."

"I'm gonna have to write that down. That second one is gonna be a lot harder to remember."

"*laughs* Why are we in bathroom?"

"I have to pee agian, I guess. Sorry, but I got to go. (Man, I knew I shouldn't have drank so much tea before bed...)"

"Bye."

I remember looking outside at an inflatable statue of a gray alien in somebody's yard. There were a bunch of small spotlights pointing up at it. I let myself lose the dream and woke up.

I was with Manei in the park in my neighborhood. We were swinging together on the swingset and talking for awhile. I don't remember everything we talked about, just the ending part of our discussion. There were one or two questions before this.

I think one of the questions was about communism and farming. I don't remember the wording but it had something to do with her asking me if I thought communism was bad. I told her how the idea itself isn't evil; we just think it is because there have been evil dictators in the past.

I also remember she looked odd in the dream. She's been having trouble mainlining her physical appearance recently. She was shorter and had green eyes this time.

Me: "What is your favorite color?"

Manei: "Milky human peeish poo." (wut?)

Me: "You know sometimes I feel like I should be asking you about more important spiritual things that your favorite color, but I can't think of anything better. Okay, I have one. Do you think humans are going to destroy the planet with war and pollution or is everything going to be okay?"

Manei: "It looks to me like humankind as a whole is pretty much screwed, with global warming and all. I think its better to make a significant change in one persons' life than an insignificant change everywhere."

We got off the swings and started walking toward where my house is.

Manei: "You know what would be cool? Having a cyclops dog with only one eye."

Me: "Well its a dream so anything is possible... Wait... do you mean like one eye in the middle of the head like a true cyclops, or just a regular dog that's missing one eye?"

I woke up.

I remember I was stuck with my parents late at night. They were driving around in the city going to different restaurants/bars/etc. I remember feeling like I just wanted to go home, that I didn't want to get out of the car and visit anymore locations. I announced how bad I was feeling.

They said we could go home, and abandon our original plan of going to get late night pizza with my cousins. I got in the car. They said that they could see Venus and Jupiter outside the passenger side window. They asked me (the astronomy nut) if that was correct.) I looked. I saw Venus, Mars and Jupiter, each about as big as the moon in a nice neat row.

Lucid. It was the planet mars that triggered it.

As soon as I became lucid, I began looking at everything around me. I remember seeing a city skyline and 'remembering' something about how all the buildings in the city were built from the top down and suspended with huge cranes. I recall the sky becoming orange and green and filling with huge cumulonimbus clouds. I said something about how I knew the clouds were caused by nightmares, and that the bigger the storm, the more evil the nightmare that was causing it.

I remember I went back into non-lucidity thinking about construction sites and the top down construction. I might have even woken up for a brief period of time.

The next thing I can remember I was in a room with another DC. I think they were a member of the dreamviews forum, but I don't remember anything else. They told me to follow them as fast as I could. They walked out of the room and I followed. I didn't have the need to go so fast because they were not going that fast.

I remember we were in what sort of felt like some kind of shopping mall. There were indications that I was dreaming everywhere. I remember two of the stores were called 'Lucid' and 'Dream'. There was a movie poster featuring DawnEye11, Oneup and Mastermind titled 'Adventures in Dreamland'. There was another movie poster titled '~Dreamer~' and just showed a purple eye. (Huh... wonder who that was referring to...)

I figured I should reality check. I did a nose pinch RC. It didn't seem to work at first, but I tried a second and third time. Yeah. Lucid dreaming...

I remember noting that the mall was mostly quiet. Most of the shops were closed and there were only a few people wandering about.

I remember seeing a doctors table in the middle of the mall where two doctors were treating some patient. They injected her with something and she started to grow grass out of her legs. She then flew up and hit the ceiling and was seemingly stuck to the ceiling randomly flailing her arms and legs around as more grass grew out of them. She looked like she was trying to scream. For some odd reason, I thought that the person was another dreamer and said:

"Wow, someone's having a weird nightmare..."

The doctor disappeared and everyone stopped in the middle of the mall. This angry female gym coach came out.

"Alright, lucid dreamers. Fly Lightspeed! Let's go."

I looked up at the ceiling. There were the octagon decorations hanging from it and I tried to picture them both being made of Styrofoam, so I should be able to punch right through it. I remember thinking that I wanted to try that energy exchange agian. Maybe I can use the power to fly.

I saw a little bar graph appear in the lower part of my feild of view. The line was near the bottom. I took off and started flying upward. I saw the line started to go up. The more I focused on flying upward, the higher the line went. I tried screaming like an anime character powering up and and the line went almost all the way to the top. Everything went black and white for a split second. I held my concentration there until I asked myself why I was listening to this random DC. That broke my concentration.

Then I was inside of a fire all around me that burned away and I was breaking through the sound barrier. All of my speed stopped and I was several miles above the ground and there were clouds all around me.

Almost immediately, I found myself in my high school gym. The graph had been replaced with a computer error.

"Error. can't connect to dream guide. one sided energy link is not allowd." (with 'allowed' spelled wrong.)

My dreams seem to have a lot of computer problems lately. Maybe they run on Vista.

I remember seeing a boy (who I actually recognized.) but he had Manei's hair. I guess we're having problems 'loading the correct character model' now. I remember the mean gym coach lady came and started yelling at me, but I couldn't have cared less. I could barely hear her too.

"You can't make an energy link with yourself, silly!"

"So we need to be touching for that to work?"

"Yes. You're going to wake up in a second, but the teapot dream is up next and we can try it there."

I remember dreaming that I was in the kitchen of my house. I let loose a bunch of cuss words for no real reason. I then became semi lucid and I was worried that I was talking in my sleep.

I remember forum user MasterMind was my college roommate. We also had this really nice dorm with two large beds that had red sheets with golden embroidery. We were talking about our lucid dreams. He told me that he was having trouble remembering his dreams. I asked him what he had dreamed about last night.

"Do you know of Janet and Jane Milleen? [false memory that these were actors/real people] Twin asian actresses. I had a dream that they were my dream guides. I don't know. My dreams are not usually that vivid. What did you dream about?"

"[false memory] I had a dream I was painting rockets orange... because orange is my favorite color."

I then found myself in a field. I wasn't on earth. There were rockets and buckets of orange paint everywhere. I realized I had gone backwards from telling him about the dream to actually dreaming the dream. I then became partially lucid. I for some reason wanted to get rid of all the rockets because I dream too much of spaceships and stuff. I started ripping them apart with my bare hands. I remember vividly throwing broken rocket parts around the grassy field.

I remember I climbed to the top of one, ripping off bits all the way. When I got to the top there was this statue of two girls dancing with one another. I thought it might be the twin actresses that MasterMind was talking about. The statue had a little wind-up key in the round base that I turned and it made them dance while music played.

I became fully lucid.

A computer error appeared. It read "Lucid dream.exe has stopped working. Would you like to wake up?" with a yes or no button. It clicked the 'yes' button without my consent and the dream changed to this big glowing purple and blue electricity orb.

I was trying to use autosuggestion to gain control of the situation.

"I am a master lucid dreamer. In a few moments, I will arrive in a new location..."

Nuts.

I recall riding a school bus and there was a terrorist guy with a gun outside who stopped us and the bus driver was trying to defend everyone on-board.

I remember some dream about hugging this log and flying through this beautiful forest of gigantic old oak trees. I was semi-lucid and I was thinking about how by hugging the log I was showing an affection and appreciation for nature and in return it would grant me the power of flight. The log started to carry me too high and I was worried I might not find a way to get back down.

The next thing I knew, I was fully lucid. I was sitting in a booth at an Italian restaurant with Manei. It was nighttime. I recognized the restaurant as one that I have dreamed about for the past two nights.

"You came back! I was waiting! Wait long time for you!"

"Yes, I found a reason to return... But where are we? I didn't make this place, at least not consciously."

"Because I make it for us!..."

She went on for a minute about me not being around and wanting me to come back to lucid dreaming while I was distracted with things like school, playing video games, etc. I told her how she must accept that I will not lucid dream every night, as much as I would like to.

"But sleep every night, so why not lucid dream every night? That was goal, is it not still?"

"Yes, that is still a goal of mine. Just it's a big goal and sometimes I need a break from chasing it."

"Just make promise, okay. Do not give it up. Stop and rest if need to. Take step back if need to. But do not give up."

"Wasn't planning on it..."

"Pinky promise?"

"Seriously?! alright..." *le pinky promise*

There was a pause in the discussion, or a bit that I forgot. We were walking out of the restaurant. I remembered something I wanted to ask her.

"My friend S, he merged with one of his guides and now he becomes lucid every night. Is it possible that I could do the same with you?"

"No. It is too late for us to do that, and we cannot. His journey different from ours. Besides, we have already forged powerful partnership. We can attain same level of power as him, if not more. Take my hand."

I take her hand. I feel the heat/energy coming off of her and it burns a little at first, but I've gotten more used to it as time has gone on. After a few seconds it evens out into a steady flow going up my arm into my body. I look down and see for a few seconds a bunch of little orange energy arrows going down her arm and up mine.

"Now, your turn. Take other hand."

I take her other hand. I don't even have to do or think anything. Blue arrows start flowing into her. She tenses up for a second, like she is getting a similar sensation to what I have been getting.

"There. Very good. Two act as one. Not dreamer. Not dream guide. Two parts of same whole. Think like your Yin-Yang."

The dream shifts from the outside of the restaurant to my college campus for a second. Then we are standing on the surface of a still lake under the stars. The dream stops when we are in a wheat field. There are some trees in the distance and a huge gas planet with rings in the sky. I can see the stars and bands of galaxies, even in the daytime sky.

"Now kiss me!"

" ... Fine."

We go into kiss and it lasts for a few seconds but I have a false awakening and I am in bed kissing my cat.

"Yuck! I knew the dream was going to do something gross like that! Sorry, Alana (my cat's name) I was having a lucid dream and I thought you were someone else..."

I woke up for real a few moments later. Consider that the last time I kiss a DC.

I put lucid dreaming on the back burner these past few days. A combination of mucky recall and distraction of other things have kind of dragged me down. It's basically more of what was in that backlog entry. A bunch of nonlucid and semi-lucid bits.

I recall being in a star wars movie. I was on the city planet. I remember saying to myself that I thought this planet was kind of uncreative. It was just like new york city but with a more futuristic look.

I rode a floating train and somehow found myself in a cave where Jedi and Sith were fighting one another. I recall not belonging to one side or the other but Darth Vader attacked me. He knocked me down to the ground but suddenly became very conflicted about what side he thought that he really belonged to.

I then remember Yoda and *sigh* Jar Jar Binks were fighting.

...

I recall learning that there were 27 Bionicle movies by looking on a box at my friend S's house. (My friend S collects Bionicles.)

...

I remember going into the avatar state while I was semi-lucid. I was in some kind of gym class.

...

I at my college. It was the beginning of the year and they were having a festival showcasing all of the different frats and clubs that you could join. I remember these one people started something called the 'Be happy' club. It was clearly a bunch of 8-year olds and their parents and I have no idea what they were doing on a college campus.

I didn't even go over to them, because I wasn't interested. But one of them walked over to me, one of the parent women and gave me a pamphlet. It turns out they were actually this odd religious group that worshiped a god called happysan.

The more I stayed near them, the more I started to get a really creepy vibe. I started to walk the other way. I saw that the fair had for the most part disappeared and that I was now on the bike path at the edge of my town that leads to the sate park. I vaguely recognized the area but there was a large lake that was in place of the field in waking life. The path continued across a land bridge. A few of the booths including the 'be happy club' stayed around as well.

I started walking back in the direction that would take me home. I randomly became lucid. Manei appeared out of the crowd of people. She asked me to give her a piggy back ride. I told her she could for a minute. She got on my shoulders. It probably looked a bit ridiculous since she is much taller than me.

Me:"Next time, you're gonna carry me!"

Manei:"Now, Fly!"

Me:"This is probably a bad idea..."

I got about three inches off the ground, then realized how off my center of mass was and flew backwards into a big tree. We just laughed off what was actually one of my softer crashes. Manei told me that another test was coming and left.

I started flying around on my own. I was noting how the dream didn't seem to put any ceiling on how high I could fly. I remember experimenting with putting my hands in front of me like superman but this made me fly slower. Probably because I can go fastest if I put my hands behind me because I can project flames out of my hands and feet. I don't see them most of the times, but I can see them flickering out of my peripheral.

I then tried flying through the trees. I remember putting my arms out to my side and flying forward. I could then push myself from side to side to avoid the trees. I also recall seeing my friend A on the walking path. I waived 'hi' to him.

I somehow found myself in a small indoor pool area. There was a dc with short light brown hair and a black girl swimming in the pool. The boy asked me if I liked the show FairlyOddparents. I told him (honest answer here) that I thought it was obnoxious because the characters were always shouting and it seemed to repeat the same formula over and over.

Well apparently that wasn't the answer that he wanted to hear because he got mad, got out of the pool and came after me. I started to fly away, but he grabbed my leg. I spun around with my arms, boosting with fire to spin him off, but he did a flip and landed with my rotation.

I got down and we started fighting. I couldn't believe that there was a DC able to match me in combat. He didn't look to be all that in-shape. In fact he was a bit of a chunker. I almost managed to land a blow when I preformed a sweeping kick while my foot was on fire. I singed the hairs on his chinny chin chin and he staggered back into the pool.

He got back out and got me on the defensive. I thought about using my hidden blades but then I remembered that I was trying to be less violent in dreams. Instead I pinned him against the wall and put my fingers on the inside of his eyes. (Threatening to poke his eyes out)

Me:"Just drop it, Okay!"

DC:"Okay, okay!"

The dc seemed bitter about it, but he let it go. I lost the dream and woke up.

Spoiler for Notes:

The mentality that I am trying to have on violence in dreams is a more balanced one. I can be dark and violent. It's just a part of who I am and I really don't see anything wrong with that. I just need to not be excessive about it. (Remember when I rained knives on a DC), we're just going to try and avoid doing that unless we really have to.

I know many lucid dreamers try to play a pacifist and never fight against dream characters. Sure, that gives you the moral high ground when a dickhead DC beats you up and you don't fight back. But, in my opinion your doing just as much a disservice to yourself by letting other people beat you up as you would if you go just go around murdering DCs because they annoy you a little.

In other words there's a balance to be struck. You don't want to be passive, just letting others walk all over you. And you don't want to be too aggressive and attack others. You should play defensive. Only use violence when you feel you are threatened or are attacked, and you shouldn't kill or injure a DC unless you really have to. And this dream demonstrates that better than my previous dreams.

tl;dr I wouldn't recommend being a thug or Gandhi in a dream. Somewhere in the middle.