lucid

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.

I am in the car with my parents. We are going to my cousins birthday party late at night. Then my parents started to disappear and I was left alone in the car that continued to drive itself.

I get scared. I become lucid because I recognize this sort of odd situation in a car as something that would occur in a dream, but it takes a few minutes for me to get anywhere. Fear and hopelessness turn to anger and irritation, its a weird transition to go through. Eventually I get myself to have a false awakening in my own bedroom.

I got up from my bed, did a nose pinch reality check and decided it was dream guide time.

"Manei, Kuansen Axio Sosumbule."

I look around. I open the doors to the bathroom and the guest bedroom and find no dream guides have spawned there.

"Manei, Kuansen Axio Sosumbule!!"

*Car horn honks outside*

"Oh..."

I turn and look outside. She is sitting in this black sports car/convertible. In the dream I recognize having seen her drive this car (or one very similar to it) in early lucid dreams. (I might have to draw a picture of this car at some point, but for now, have the Google image approximation)



Dream guides know whats up.

I head downstairs and outside and get in the passenger seat. The car seems to drive itself. We greeted one another in a strange way that I cannot recall. I also recall it being cloudy outside.

When I got in I saw the roof come over us. The way that it came over-top was odd, as if it were transforming or slowly assembling itself. Even the windows came in about a dozen parts and slowly fused together and the seams disappeared.

I laid down a stabilization telling myself the dream wouldn't end until I accomplished what I wanted to do. Obviously flawed since I didn't seem to be going anywhere with it to begin with. (I should work on this, I have some more goals in mind that I should try to pursue.)

We wound up striking a conversation about my friend C. I had pointed out that she had made herself look like my friend C, intentionally or otherwise. She told me that this was just being lazy about appearances once more.

I brought up that my parents thought that I was actually in a relationship with her. I went on a bit of a rant about how my parents have a bad habit of shipping me with my close friends. Heck, they even thought I was gay at one point because I was so close with one of my male friends. (Yes, all of this actually happened.)

"If they knew about you and me they'd never let me hear the end of it..."

*Obnoxious Mutual Laughter*

I decide that we should go somewhere interesting. The car is turning out of the subdivision. (Perfectly following reality still, save for the fact that none of the trees have leaves.)

"Car, Engage the hover jets and take us to Alpha Centari"

*Pining sound like Siri*

"Auto-Pilot Disengaged"

"Alright. I'll do it myself... Where is the holographic screen?"

Well it turns out there was no holographic screen, just a little LCD display in-between the two of us. I remember thinking to myself how vivid and functional these computer menus seen. I remember entire rows of buttons wouldn't change. I went into a directory and did 'find destination'. Typing was hard though because the keyboard was small.

I remember before I started my search in the search bar, there were other star systems, Sirius and Pleiades. Okay, so I know this thing can go into space. I entered 'CE' but no alpha centari came up. Just a couple random destination that I cannot recall.

Then the computer system got a blue screen of death and Manei had to start driving. I lost the dream around here.

I have some backlog that I'm gonna backdate and put in in a bit. I've been on a camping trip these past few days, though my recall is about as mucky as the river we were camping on.

I had signed up to play this online Lego game where your character, a Lego person was able to move around the world, build buildings, vehicles, etc in a big megaserver. (Kind of Roblox type thing, but with real Legos)

I looked through the missions that you could play for the day and most of them looked pretty boring. All of the missions were displayed on this title screen in little landscape portraits. Playing a mission gave you more Legos. There was also some steam workshop type setup to make your own levels, and most of the levels advertised were player-made. There was one mission that looked suited to my talents. It involved getting to a nav point 12 kilometers away from the starting point while avoiding getting killed enemies.

I dropped in in a Lego mech-suit that I had built. It looked something like the mech suits from the James Cameron avatar. (Yes, I have to clarify which avatar I am talking about, even when it comes to the mech suits since Legend of Korra has mech suits now...) Not a perfect replica by any means but it gave me that sort of vibe.

I remember a voice in the game telling me that I had to connect the oxygen supply so that my character could breathe. I connected one of those bendy lego tubes from my cockpit to one of the oxygen tanks on the front of the mecha-suit.

The planet I was on looked like Laythe from Kerbal Space Program. Minimal texture quality and detail. The navigation marker showing me the point that I had to get to (I think I was rescuing someone, actually) It looked like a KSP target marker as well. I was also getting a Spore vibe for some reason.

I remember beginning to walk to the maker. I began to be attacked by these red and white fighter ships, also made of Legos. My mech suit had a large machine gun that shot lego studs. When they hit the fighters, they disintegrated into piles of legos in the most satisfying way you could imagine.

The fighters came few and far between at first, but the difficulty quickly amped up to obscene levels as squadron upon squadron of fighter swooped in. At one point I remember calling out that some of the fighters were actually Lego Star Wars Republic Gunships. (I used to have that set until my cat knocked it off the top shelf of my room. Now its just spare parts in a plastic Tupperware bin, along with most of the other Lego Star Wars sets I played with as a kid.)

I had no way to know that my mech was getting destroyed, and it was. I blew up and failed the mission and got taken back to the mission select screen. I saw that I was not allowed to attempt that level agian for another 24 hours. Dang it! One of those type of games.

Dang video game dreams...

-+-

In another dream, I was on a paranormal investigation team with some of my friends and my parents. I was annoyed that my parents were there because I was afraid they wouldn't let us do dangerous stuff like go into creepy abandoned houses. (Because all the fun of being a paranormal investigator is to go into creepy places and camp out there.)

The place we were investigating was lame too. Just a house in a real life cul-de-sac near the entrance to my subdivision. Nothing about the house seemed out of the ordinary. The people who lived there kept it surprisingly clean, but they complained of noises coming from the basement.

When we went to investigate their house disappeared leaving only a concrete foundation with a rusted iron trapdoor. I became partially lucid and got a bad vibe from the door and told nobody to open it. My parents (of all people) were the ones most enthusiastic to open it. What an expectation reversal we have there! I took some encouraging but we decided to open it.

I don't recall what happened after that. One odd detail about the dream was that the sky was a hazy yellow and the plants were lush and green.

I recall the night that this dream took place coming to a close with some odd dream music. A repetitive beat of a bass drum and a very low-pitch synth beat that almost seemed to vibrate my whole body every time it played. Simple, but it was catchy.

This occured in some odd state between waking and dream world. I knew I was dreaming, but I wanted to hang onto the dream music for as long as possible.

-+-

I remember watching the moon crash into the earth from the deck on the back of my house. It was a clear summers' day with only a few scattered clouds.

The moon was crashing thousands of miles south and I could just see about half the disc over the horizon before I felt an impact shockwave. First in the ground, then in the air. All of the clouds formed a wall that passed across the sky heading away from the impacting moon, and sweeping up all the clouds as it went.

I realized that a disaster of such astronomical proportions means that I must be dreaming. I then found myself in the front yard rather than the back. Manei was there. One of us said that the moon hitting the earth wasn't as bad as we thought and that it was like when the dinosaurs died out. All that was going to happen was dust was going to block the sun making it cold and stopping crops from growing.

After becoming lucid, the careening moon disappeared and we forgot all about the catastrophe. The dream shifted some.

I found myself flying halfway across the neighborhood until I found that this girl from my neighborhood who used to bully me as a kid.



I stopped and hovered above her party long enough for everyone to notice the flying person. I then reached behind myself because I thought there was a pie there, and sure enough, there was. I threw it in her face. Oh so satisfying. I threw snowballs at some of the other party-goers.

Dreams are good for revenge and blowing off steam...

-+-

I vaguely recall being semi-lucid at my taekwnondo studio. I was attempting to learn to do flips without destabilizing the dream. I remember in one I landed on my back but it didn't really hurt. My Taekwondo master was there and was helping to coach me on my technique.

-+-

I remember I was playing tennis at the court at my high school with the girl that I used to crush on in high school. Funny that the dream chose tennis because I'm not very good at it, and from what I can gather, neither was she. But for some reason, in the dream, she was like a tennis champion or something, and she was kicking my butt.

I became semi-lucid and then kicked her but in tennis. I then remember flying a loop around the tennis court and then rocketing off south. I wanted to fly to the beach resort my family goes to in puerto rico. I remember breaking the sound barrier and flying above the clouds. I could see the curvature of the planet moving under me.

I stopped and sure enough I was right where I wanted to be. But when I flew down I noticed that all of puerto rico was completely undeveloped. No cities, no roads, no people. I don't care. I landed atop one of the mountians.

I lost my lucidity and got into this game about figuring out what tree in the rainforest was the oldest. All of the trees looked identical but were scaled to different sizes with bigger trees obviously being older. I recall some kind of hologram would come up when I walked near a tree showing its exact age.

The dream somehow shifted to my parents bedroom in my house that had been converted into this castle theme. The walls were made out of gray stone bricks, there were torches instead of lamps and there were coat-of-arms banners hanging above the bed. A female DC said that she was a re-decorater that my parents had hired. She told me to come with her and she would give me a tour of the new expansions on our house.

She began walking me around through hallways and big cavernous castle halls. I figured there was no way these would fit in the space that was formerly my parents' bedroom. She seemed to like pointing out all of the paintings that were hanging about. I kind of got a Minecraft vibe because I knew that there were paintings in Minecraft. I also felt that the torches and stone bricks made it feel like that. I surely had to be suspended above the lake behind my house. When I began thinking about the implications of how I had transitioned into here, the dream changed yet again.

I was on a paved bike trail. The scene was exceptionally vivid. On my left was a railroad track. Beyond that was a forest of exceptionally tall and thin deciduous trees with leaves. A strong wind blew, revealing the silvery undersides of the leaves. On my right was a strip of land filled with weeds and wildflowers stretching about fifty feet until it hit a chain-link fence. Beyond the chain-link fence was a trailer park. The sky was dark and cloudy and I think I heard thunder roll. More wind blew and I saw how vivid the field of weeds and shrubs was.

-+-

I was being chased by a group of soldiers. The dream began on the road outside my neighborhood. There were no cars on it, and I was standing in the middle of the road. They had two tanks and a huge platoon of men.

Somebody told me that my voice had power that I needed to use to defend myself from them, and I became semi-lucid. (Soooo much semi lucidity its making my brain hurt... I can't belive I am saying this, but whatever happened to good old nonlucidity?!)

The next thing I knew I was being chased through a baseball diamond. Soliders kept popping up. I kept yelling 'baseball' every time one appeared and he would turn into a baseball in a poof of smoke like a magic trick.

I remember on the bleachers around the diamond there were all of these pieces of plywood laid out like a track and some of the soldiers were riding around on ATVs trying to shoot me.

The dream came to a climax in my house where the commander of the army, this fat Mexican guy wearing a general outfit had me cornered. He was like the boss and he was harder to kill than the other soldiers. I looked at the knife block in my kitchen and levitated all the knives out and surrounded myself. It seemed like there were hundreds and hundreds of knives.

I then yelled 'Knife Storm' and all of the levatating knives short toward him and stabbed him.

I then became fully lucid and realized that I might be becoming just a tad too violent in my dreams. I didn't beat myself up too much for it since I wasn't properly lucid but I promised myself I would try to seek peaceful resolutions more often.

-+-

I was playing a game where I was attempting to WILD. I remember thinking that I was not good at WILD and would probably fail t the game. I had to do it by holding my mental state in a very particular way to fill up a circular meter. I got about 3/4 of the way every time and it would go back down. While I was doing this I was presented with the weirdest hypnogogic imagery of multicolored tablet shapes against a white background that would fade in and out of existence.

-+-

I was with some friends exploring an uninhabited tropical island. The island had mountains around the sides with a crater in the middle as if it were a volcano. Inside of the crater there were no plants, just pools of water. The pools turned out to be hot springs.

I owned the island, but somebody else 'stole it' from me and built a resort and reaped all of the profits for themselves. I was upset that the resort destroyed the natural beauty of my island and charged people to use the hot springs. They built some kind of pool or water-park complex fed from the springs. It also felt like we were in the park near my subdivision.

Next thing I knew my entire family was there, and in what I have realized is typical dream fashion they were all just super-annoying spoofs of all of my family members. They kept wanting to put sunscreen on me even though we were indoors.

I remember there were also lifeguards that had a bunch of rules. We were not allowed to jump in the pools or splash one another. They also had these hoses that you could use to spray other people but when I went to spray some kids that were about 10, a lifeguard told me to stop. (Why do you have the hoses for spraying people then?!?! )

I became semi-lucid yet again. A lifeguard told me to put on a swimsuit.

"Oh, great. I'm naked..."

I manifested a swimsuit. I actually probably would have gotten properly lucid if I hadn't gotten distracted looking at this one girl. Now with me, no matter how hot a girl is, I don't go all googly-eyes over them. (In waking life or the dream world) But something about her just drew me in. The funny thing is I don't even remember what she looked like. Green eyes, black hair and a black swimsuit are all I really can remember.

It was at this point that I realized that a good percentage of people at the hot spring were naked. I wished this girl was one of them...

The dream repeated, back to the part where we first discovered the island. The only people there were my friends S and C. S was his furry self and C looked totally normal. S told me that he was the one who changed the dream so that now I could get a sun tan in peace. I thanked him for that.

The dream began rather incoherently. I recall being in my taekwondo studio working with another student on self defense. We got really involved in it, while at the same time, only having half an idea what we were really doing. This led us to being distracted and not realizing that the class had actually been dismissed.

When we did catch on the master just smiled and and dismissed us as well.

...

I remember repeatedly seeing one of my cats do something very odd. About once a day, He would meow three times then for a few seconds project some kind of rotating solar map showing the orbit of the planets. I managed to catch on to the whole meowing three times thing and managed to take a short video on my phone at one point. I was worried that the phone's camera would not capture the hologram, but it did.

I also recall at this point in the dream I was not living in my own house, but rather one of those stepped houses built into the side of mountains, like they have in Peru.

...

I was back in my Taekwondo studio, but not for class or anything. There were other people there, but they were not doing class either. I recall, for some reason or other sitting down in the very corner with my old crush from high school. I was showing her and someone else the video of my cat projecting the solar system map.

She said something about recognizing it and that I needed to align the temporal coils in the purple garage copy machine in order to resolve the issue.

I became lucid (though I guess it was more drunken lucidity because I was going along with this dumb dream plot.) and I think used dream spinning to get to where the coil that I needed to adjust was. I found myself on the beach somewhere. It was foggy/cloudy/raining and there were houses along the side of the beach. The location looked familiar.

I remember seeing this tree growing in a spiral and thinking that it was the coil. It had a fairly thin trunk, only a couple of inches thick. I went over and tried moving it, but it seemed like it was held in place by an invisible magnetic field. I tried pulling the tree downward seeing that as it came out of the magnetic field it became more like a thick rope.

I eventually got the whole tree out of the invisible force feild. I heard a warning alarm and the word 'Coil Realigning' flashed in the sky. An automated voice told me to place the coil under its new alignment. I saw a giant hovering ball of magnetized iron floating about 10 meters away and a few meters up. I made my way over there.

I tried throwing the rope-tree up. It wouldn't hold the shape of a coil though. It didn't seem to be magnetized at all. The tree became a chain with a magnet on the end. I kept trying to throw it up and make it stick but it would not.

Someone on the beach shouted "Look!" or something. I saw three aliens riding toward me on white wolves. The alien in the middle was dark red and looked like a raptor. The two on the sides looked like bright green elephants with short trunks and big floppy ears. The one on the right was really fat while the one on the left seemed much thinner.

They all got off where I was and the white wolves disappeared. One of the aliens asked what I was doing. I thought I was in trouble.

"I was just trying to realign your magentic thingy but it won't stick."

"It won't stick because your machine sucks." Said the fatter elephant alien.

"How about instead, we just build him a new one." Said the red alien.

"Good idea. This is my assistant (gesturing to the thinner elephant alien). His name is [forgot]. English is his native language too."

I saw his face momentarily get replaced with a humans face and got a little bit freaked out. He then asked me for a fist bump and I gave him one. I wasn't sure what the heck was going on but these aliens seemed nice enough. I also remember thinking that I saw two of the red aliens. All three/four of them put on welding masks and got all of this equipment and started building the frame of some device.

"We are inter-dimensional workers. We are responsible for fixing everyone's Purple Garage Copy Machine whenever one breaks. We're sorry we weren't here earlier, we'll fix it for free."

I remember saying something about wanting to prove my commitment to lucid dreaming by staying around until they finished building their device, something that would supposedly take a very long time.

I turned away and stabilized the dream and looked back. I saw that they had made considerable progress. Sure enough what they were making looked like a big copy machine, and it was purple. I remember taking note that there was a stack of paper inserted in it.

I think Manei showed up and asked what was going on. I remember complaining to her that the dream's plot was stupid.

I then realized that I had to pee and that the dream was fading out because of it.

Spoiler for Profane:

Ass tits! Not now!

I tried to lay down some stabilization but the dream faded out pretty quickly.

I was walking in a beautiful woodland area. There were steep slopes and gullies covered by tall trees forming a canopy high above. There was a river down below and I walked across a rope bridge.


I was going to school at some really fancy ivy leauge boarding school. The teacher asked quite bluntly that the ugliest kid in class please come up to the front so that she could do a demonstration for her psychology class. It turned out to be this kid from the back row who got bullied a lot. And in all honesty, he wasn't that ugly. His hair was patchy and missing in places, but other than that he looked pretty normal. She then got this big bully kid to stand next to him but I can't remember his purpose.

The teacher asked him to please take off all of his clothes. The ugly boy flexed and like in a cartoon his shirt ripped off and he was really buff underneath and the bully got really scared and ran out of the door of the classroom.

...

For some reason the scenario repeated in the schools auditorium. There were several bullies around the boy now but they were actors and just pretending to be bullies and they knew he was really buff under his clothes. What was going on here had something to do with how the audience reacted to how ugly the boy was.

I had this really weird view of the happening from above. I think I was working on the backstage crew or something. The teacher told me to observe how the audience reacted for my studies.


I was walking around the pond in my subdivision alone. I became lucid when I realized I was walking around the path in the opposite direction of the way that I usually walk. It was a clear, sunny, summer day. Jonathan, of all people approached me, even though I thought he left my dreams.

He gave me something. It was a blank lucid dreaming license. He said that he had stolen it from me back when we were enemies and now had realized that I should probably have it back. He told me that I had to go fill it out and get it stamped by [somebody] at an office somewhere.

I asked him if he would like to come along with us. He laughed and got really nervous. He had one of those big sweat drops on him like in an anime. (Kind of weird because Jonathan himself looked realistic, the sweat drop just looked like a crappy drawing.)

"Haha! If Manei caught me back around here she would never let me hear the end of it... I'd better get going."

He left. The next thing I remember Marcus and Manei showed up on this big four legged robot walker device. One of the legs came down and I stood on it. It picked me up and put me on the platform on top. Then a little laser shot out from the platform. It ended in the air making a white energy ball. Then the laser went in a circle drawing with the white energy. When the circle was complete it became a portal and we walked through.

The place we entered looked like outer space. The sky was bright blue/purple with bright stars everywhere. There were little asteroids everywhere but they seemed to be fixed to their locations and didn't move when we stepped on them. I noticed that we didn't feel any forces standing on the walker. Even if we jumped across a gap or changed directions, I couldn't feel our velocity changing.

"Notice how we don't feel anything. That's because this platform utilizes a differential gravity compensation algorithm."

We came across this one asteroid that had a small one-story house on it. There were a bunch of people having a barbecue in the backyard. Among them were my parents who the two DCs accompanying me invited along. I told them not to invite my parents because they always just become annoying in dreams. But it was too late.

We eventually arrived at another asteroid with this big library-looking building on it. Supposedly this was like the secretary of state for the dream world. We got off and went inside. In the front they had a waiting area kind of just like a secretary of state office with all of these people waiting in line, only it looked to be a whole lot older. All of the desks were wooden and there were rows of metal filing cabinets behind them. Everybody in our group got in the back of the line.

So I guess this is where the dream decided to do all of the jokes that it could possibly think of. I remember seeing Sharkboy and Lavagirl waiting in line. There was also Neo from the matrix with a spoon in his hand. I remember Cobb from Inception was standing in line with a broken shared dreaming machine. There was also the ugly kid from the earlier dream only he was really fat now. I think I remember GizEdwards being in the line holding a broken Remee.

Though the weirdest thing I saw waiting in the line was DawnEye11. Her head was sticking out of the companion cube from portal that was on one of those metal carts like from Home Depot. Eye and Dawn were pushing the cart. Dawn was wearing a red dress and had wavy hair and was texting somebody on an old looking cell phone. Eye looked normal. I don't know what that was about... and I don't think I want to.

I remember I tried to get her attention but Eye told me to leave her alone because they couldn't find her body so they had to substitute it with something else.

By far the longest stretch of time that I have wasted in a lucid dream was right here. Maybe that's why I remember everyone that was in line. We stood there without talking easily for ten minutes without even talking, much less doing anything. Eventually Manei and I got bored and decided to check out the back half of the building. The others said they would hold the spot in line while we looked around.

The back half of the building was like a very old library with tall wooden bookshelves and the likes. I started flying around the bookshelves. Again, there was sort of a long stretch of time where the dream was stable and nothing really happened. At the very least, I could practice maneuvering and what not. I remember figuring I could reverse direction very quickly by stopping my flames, doing a half of a front flip and simply orienting myself backwards then starting the flames in the opposite direction. The dream took surprisingly well to all of the spinning and tricks that I did in the air.

At one point I noticed a side room. There was this side room that was a dance studio. There were a bunch of girls in tight clothes practicing some kind of dance. When they saw me, they asked how I could fly. I told them it was a lucid dream and that I could do anything. They all vanished from the scene at the same time.

I landed eventually realizing the dream was going nowhere. Manei and Marcus were reading together out of some book. I landed next to them.

"This dream plot is so stupid, can't we change it."

"We can now, your parents fixed your lucid dreaming license. Here!"



"Wait... they were actually useful?"

"Yes, that's why we brought them along."

I remember trying twice to dream spin. The first time was the standard dream spinning around in your spot. The second time I did a triple front flip hoping that would blur up the scene enough to change it. But no, we were still in the library and not one thing had changed.

I remember thinking of the dream where Manei explained how dreams were more stable now and dream spinning was harder. Sure that's really useful for doing mid-air flips without the environment changing, but I still had to ask how I could get dream spinning to work.

"Perhps it is because you only impart rotational velocity along a single axis. If you were to make use of all vertices, you would be successful."

I have only some idea what that meant. I then tried one more time and this time the dream actually changed. I was inserted into the body of a large muscular black man who was a commando attempting to infiltrate Nazi Germany and kill Hitler.

I crawled out of an air duct into the room of an old brick building and got in a fight with a couple of enemy soldiers. None of us had guns, so we fought with knives and punching and kicking. I beat most of them up but the last guy I fought took me to the ground. I killed him too. It was difficult adapting to this body, but I had managed.

I made my way outside onto the street. I was in what looked like a war-torn city. Half the buildings were piles of rubble. In front of me was a large symmetrical brick building that looked relatively untouched. It looked like a government building of some sort. There was a large staircase leading up to the front. On the saircase was row upon row of Nazi soliders. Standing at the top were two tanks, but they walked on two legs rather than tracks.

In between them was a very attractive woman but with Hitlers' mustache, and she had a rather revealing variant of the uniform with two golden pistols on her belt.

I was still semi-lucid to the point where I could think 'Why on earth am I dreaming of this?!" I think that when I stepped into the street I was spotted by one of them and got shot and died.

My soul went OOB though and I was flying around. I flew into the building they were standing in front of and saw that inside they were developing new versions of the walking tanks I had seen outside. Marcus' walker from earlier in the dream was also in there, only it only had three legs now, rather than four. I thought that I should report this information back to HQ but I wondered how I would do that now that I was just a soul.

I was with my friend S. We were staying together in a hotel in [some city]. We had just woken up and were heading out for our days' activites, whatever they might have been. Our first order of buisness was to go to breakfast. S wanted to go to a starbucks but I told him that we went there yesterday and that they were too expensive. I told him I thought there was another coffee shop just down the road that was closer and less expensive, and we decided to go there.

We ran into some sort of gang or criminal group on our way to get breakfast.

...

Next thing I knew we were going to this really fancy restaurant. I remember we drove separate cars and I drove my family's old van. I remember when I got out and removed the key the engine didn't stop. I then saw that the passenger side door was gone. These two older women were laughing at me because they thought that had happened because I was a bad driver.

"It doesn't matter because it's just a lucid dream anyway."

It took a few seconds for that thought to backtrack and I became properly lucid. I then took off flying above the building. I remember seeing my old high school crush and decided to re-connect with her. I landed and said 'Hi'.

...

The dream changed scenes. I thought I was waking up or losing the dream. I was in a class about programming video games. I was drawing this really intricate spiral design with a blue and brown colored pencil. The teacher of the class came over and told me that I should be paying attention.

...

Something to do with the beginning of the second Kung Fu Panda movie.

Some long elaborite dream about a football game taking place on campus. My extended family was there and my grandparents were exceptionally annoying in-dream. I also recall us having some problem with parking our cars.

I had to sneak away and help these people hide a dead body before the police found it.

I feel as though I have had this dream at least twice before today, but only recalled it this morning. The setup is always exactly the same:

I am a covert spy/assassin working for some sort of government agency. High tech gear, intense training, and an assistant that I can communicate with to help me hack doors and all that. My mission is to find and kill someone inside this lodge that appears to be in the middle of the desert. I only have a limited amount of time as my assistant is trying to convince the government not to drop an anti-mutant bomb to stop something bad from happening.This time I run out of time almost as soon as the mission starts.

"Get out of there, you're out of time!"

I haven't had a chance to even walk inside to investigate the lodge. A nuclear blast goes off in the distance and a wave of fire engulfs me and the lodge building. I am left completely unfazed but the lodge is instantly ignited. I hear people screaming as they are burned alive. I then see the slenderman standing in front of the flames in the main door of the building. For some reason, he has a really large round head. This is what causes me to become lucid, because I know I have seen this scenario before.

I am a covert assassin so I pull my pistol off my belt and fire at him. No effect. Somehow, he gets to be right in front of me. I reach for my combat knife but it is already gone. There is a metal pole that was blasted out of the lodge laying on the ground next to me. I grab it and stab him in the chest up through the top of the head. His flesh sort of feels like putty. He does sort of reel back and go "urff" as if this is hurting him, but he grabs me in his tentacles and starts to pull me apart.

Before the dream ends, I try to say "Stop, I am not afraid of you!" but nothing audible is heard and the dream ends anyway.

By no means scared, but somewhat annoyed that I could not speak. I guess the scenario is so overblown and trying so hard to be scary that it ends up coming off as rather silly.

I considered that it could be a scenario that I am subconsciously afraid of but not aware that I am afraid of. (A short story I was working on with S explored this exact concept yesterday.) As such, I have had my fill of that theme and do not need a dream to further explore it.

I was attending my astronomy class. It was being held in the basement of my house for some reason, and we were taking a test. (I feel like I dream quite a lot of having a class from school being held in the basement of my house.) We actually do have a test today as well.

I was going through the test and it was really hard. I remember at some point I had to get another pencil out of my backpack but the professor thought I was looking at a cheat sheet that I had hidden and took my test away and gave me a 0.

I sat there for a few minutes but didn't become lucid. Then everyone left but the prof was still mad at me. He told me to stop eating in class because I had gotten popcorn all over the floor and that I had to clean it up. I told him that there was no popcorn on the floor and that I hadn't eaten anything. I looked back at where I had been sitting and there was popcorn all over the floor. Not just like the crumbs that got away, though. It was like somebody had spilled five packs of popcorn under my seat. (Oh come on, subc, that's just being a dick.)

I got yelled at for a few more minutes about how I was going to fail the class and get in trouble for my conduct or whatever.

-WBTB-

I was at a very upscale hotel. I recall it being one of those indoor courtyard hotels. Very contemporary design, a lot of white. I am there for some kind of convention for lucid dreamers or something similar to that.

Also, dream guides and other characters were 'real' in this world and were attending the convention as well. I recall waiting in a line to get wristbands, and dreamers and dream characters got different colored wristbands. Every dreamer got a number that matched with his dream characters that was also on the wristband. My number was 104 I think.

Quite a bit actually happened that I can only vaguely recall. I know my parents were there, though they really didn't seem to want to be there, however. My dad was acting really grumpy because he thought that lucid dreaming was stupid and that there shouldn't be a convention for it. My mom told him they should go to the restaurant and eat something. (Very grounded in reality, both in the fact that my dad doesn't like lucid dreaming, and that he gets grumpy when he is hungry...)

I didn't go to the restaurant with them, though. I wasn't hungry and I had to wait around for my persistent dream characters to arrive at the convention. I didn't see them waiting in the line, so I decided to wait for them by the front door of the hotel. I went to go looking for them.

As I explored, the hotel morphed from the modern upscale design where everything was white to a log cabin/skiing lodge kind of appearance. I then became lucid randomly and did a nose pinch RC just to confirm. I was very happy that I was lucid and wanted to find something interesting to explore in the dream world.

I eventually found this library room. Everything seemed to be super huge though. I remember when I walked in I noticed that my head only went up to the top of the first bookshelf. Also, the library looked very old. The shelves were made of a dark wood and the books were all older looking. I remember trying to look at some of the books because I wanted to see if they were like the books in Harry Potter where the words and characters on the page can move. But whenever I tried to look at a book it would fly off the shelf and flap its pages like wings and position itself somewhere else.

I came into what felt like the center of the library. There was this big indoor garden built up on what I guess was a desk or table. It seemed like a really low and wide desk/table. The garden at first just looked like a bunch of unusual plants in pots. I remember thinking that it was just the same three or four plants repeated over and over. I remember one of them having leaves that were partially colored purple, and another being a very vivid green colored bamboo.

I decided to see if I could talk to the plants and ask them about where I was. I tried to channel my energy into and ask them what was up. I just heard a bunch of small, childlike voices say 'Okay!'.

This dream character who looked kind of like Marcus appeared. Though he gave me a vibe of my grandfather. He looked like sort of a mix between the two, though his voice was that of my grandfather. He told me something about this garden in the library housed the only specimen in the world of some kind of toxic plant that could kill you if you ate just 10 milligrams of it.

The garden had become much more impressive. It was now a small indoor mountain made of a light grayish rock. There was a small waterfall going down the side and the same plants that had been repeated in the pots were now much larger and growing all over the mountain. At the bottom was a pond with koi fish in it.

He told me we had to climb the stone mountain to see the rare poisonous plant. I threw up for no reason. I got worried that I had thrown up in my bed in waking life.

We climbed to the top to see the plant. When we got to the top I saw what looked like some kind of fungus growth coming out of the highest rock on the mountain. It was a big round dark purple blob with roots stretching out all around. When I looked more closely at the roots I realized that they were all rows of ants.

Then the fungus opened up like a clam or a walnut splitting open. The inside was an eyeball but black with a purple iris and it looked at me and started emitting some cloud of dark yellow gas.

We went back down the moutntian. Me and the DC were both kind of shaken by what had happened. It's around here that I lose recall of what happened, but know that there was more content to the dream.