non-lucid

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..."



...

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 is just a mash-up of non-lucid dreams and stuff from the past few days. In no particular order other than the order that I decided to write it down.

"Now remember, when browsing youtube looking for EDM, the attractiveness of the woman in the thumbnail is usually inversely proportional to the quality of the music."

-Marcus.

-+-

I remember I was a colonist on a tropical/desert island. We had erected a small camp, not unlike Jamestown with three walls and only a few buildings. Not long after, we made contact with a native tribe. They welcomed us with what seemed like open arms, and wanted us to join their tribe.

There were three trials that we had to pass in order to become 'one with the people' or something like that. It was also some kind of competition, and there were many other people competing. Most of them were boys around my age, but there were a few girls, and there were some people with more varied ages. But I was in the majority.

Some chieftain guy explained the first challenge. Everyone in the tribe had to understand suffering and hard work. So we had to climb this huge sandy hill. It seemed easy at first, but once you got about one third of the way up, the consistency of the sand changed and it became very slippery and difficult to climb. Some people managed to make it about two thirds of the way up before sliding back down.

I came back down to the bottom. Some of the other DCs were already giving up, while others still stubbornly stuck to trying to climb the hill.

Now the sandy slope was bordered on either side by a thick canopy of mangrove trees, and almost the entire thing was in the shade. Hanging from the trees were vines. I then decided to try another approach. I climbed up a tree and got into the canopy with the vines. I then simply climbed up the slope using the branches and vines in the tree. Sure, it was still hard, but I made it to the top before anyone else.

To my surprise, the cheif was actually very disappointed in me. He told me that the slope was meant to teach people that even if something starts out easy and gets hard you should stick to it, because eventually (one of the other guys, a Jack look-alike, makes it to the top of the sandy slope, but he's totally puttered out and collapses on the ground.) You will power through and succeed. If you give up on one approach, you're throwing away the time and energy you put into it.

I can't decide if that's really profound or him just being a jerk. Probably both.

...

The second trial had something to do with crossing a river, and the third had something do with a bear.

...

Eventually, we got to the tribal village where the cheif was. I had been disqualified for my 'dishonorable actions' on the first trial and had been walking along a secondary trail with the cheif and some of his warriors. The tribal village was for some reason, laid out exactly like my own subdivision, only the homes had been replaced with tribal longhouses, and the roads were dirt streets.

There was the Jack look-alike who was totally exhausted. The tribe chief had these two girls come out with a big roasted pig. He ate the whole thing in about fifteen seconds and when he was finished his stomach was really big like in a cartoon.

I remember all of these people from our village started coming in. I then remember thinking of how when the native americans first made contact with the colonists, so many people on both sides were killed by disease. I tried to warn the chief but he wouldn't listen to me.

The dream zoomed in on all of the viruses transmitting from one group of people to another and a narration voice told me about how soon 92% of them would be sick or dead and there was nothing that I could do to stop it. I then realized that I didn't care because I was dreaming.

-+-

There was a long string of dreams that I recall, mostly nonlucid. There was a very complex plot about radioactive waste had contaminated large portions of the planet and entire countries had to be evacuated. Mass panic and chaos. I had been separated from my parents, but the slightest hint of lucidity seemed to dampen any amount of investment I had in that fact.

I was riding on an evacuation bus. Outside it was dark, and there were people everywhere, panicking. I felt safe, because the bus we were in was an armored military bus of some sort and even though they were doing things like shooting us with rifles and throwing Molotov cocktails at us, the bus seemed to continue moving no matter what.

I remember this guy who was sitting next to me on the evacuation bus. He looked kind of like my dad, but he was a little bit younger/taller. He had a very proper deminor as well, wearing a suit coat and tie.

"Young dreamer, I have three questions for you: Number one: Will you turn into a girl and make me younger so we can have sex? Also, I want to have it in your bedroom because it won't matter if we make a mess."

I get a visual of my bedroom, only it looks as though some of the furniture has been moved around. The bed looks smaller than usual, and even if I were to say yes, there's no way that bed is gonna hold this guy. He's huge.

"No."

"Number two: What is more important when playing a sonic the hedgehog stage? Getting an S ranking or getting all the rings?"

I get visuals of playing what looks like a really hard sonic the hedgehog stage in the sky. There are only lots of rings, lots of enemies and a few bouncy wall platforms and grind rails. Whoever is in control is expertly navigating it though.

"I don't know."

"Number three: (Taking a small waffle press out of his briefcase and plugging it into an outlet on the interior wall of the bus.) If I put three fingers in my portable waffle maker, how much delta-V will I have left over?"

"What??"

No visuals that time. Just my confusion.

...

Years later. I was living in a small town in what had formerly been the middle of the pacific ocean. Whatever catastrophie had struck the world had drained the oceans, or at least moved them around. Most of the people drove around in tiny electric smart cars. The town had a few modern buildings built of brick and concrete, like for the shops and stuff, but a vast majority of the homes were log cabins, as was mine.

Mine was particularly small, because I still lived alone. I remembered thinking that it had been fifty years or more since the catastrophe, but I still hadn't aged a bit. Supposedly, this was another odd side-effect of whatever had happened. I still lived in this small, humble house. I grew potatoes, lettuce and wheat in my yard, and I also had an apple tree.

Stuff from the world before the catastrophe was hard to come by. One of the few things that I had was a Katana that I kept on the wall of my cabin. I also had a very large dreamcatcher that had been made for me by an elderly woman who lived in the town. I would practice with my sword everyday after I came back from my job as a farmer. I practiced a unique style of swordfighting that was difficult and unpredictable where I held the sword with a reverse grip.

I was teaching a young girl. Her appearance doesn't come to me but she was a prodigy who's skill would soon surpass my own. There was also some romantic development between us, despite her being somewhat younger. I was planning for her to forge her own sword soon.

I recognized that I was a character in a story. I forgot what happened here.

-+-

I was traveling by train. The train was more like a row of moving stone buildings that slid along a stone track. The train was pushed by sails. My final destination was a beautiful oriental city built in the middle of the lake that was surrounded on all sides by tall, beautiful mountains. The water was shallow and had clusters of lilly pads and small islands in places. I remember all the buildings in the city had blue roofs and white walls. There was a towering pagoda over the center of the city.

The sail-train pulled into the station and stopped. I got off. I was surprised, that from the outside the city looked to be a small, tightly packed cluster of buildings, but on the inside it was huge an open, with gardens, parks and plazas. It still retained the original architectural motif.

...

It became nighttime. Po and the Furious Five from Kung Fu Panda appeared. We were in this dojo courtyard with black and white stones making a Yin Yang. Po said he wanted to practice fighting with me. I practiced with him. He was really good. Even better than me, I think. I don't remember the details of the fight, but at one point I know he kicked me into a post.

Tigress said there was some bad guy that we had to chase down. We all started running and jumping over rooftops to chase this guy down.

-+-

I went to a movie theater with my mom,dad,aunt,uncle and cousins. This guy was trying to sell us a double ticket where we could watch two movies, one right after the other and pay less. My dad said that he wanted to take the deal. We were going to watch Ant Man then Fantastic Four. I told him I didn't want to do it because I wanted to go home and fall asleep so that I could lucid dream.

...

I was at a pool/indoor water park setting. I wanted to go down the biggest water slide. I went down, but for some reason it was really bumpy. Like going down stairs on your butt. When I hit the bottom, I saw that I was now in my grandparents' house. Though the floor had been replaced with this dark spruce wood.

I slid across the floor. It was really slippery.

"Oh... I'm going on a journey..."

I saw that at the end of the hall, where the entrance to their garage is, the house continued. It gave way to this very dreamlike room that was huge and had giant, unusual furniture. The wooden floor split into two slides and I continued along one of them. Somehow not falling of, since there were not rails to keep me on.

"I'm going on a better journey..."

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 in the parking lot of a street mall. I was trying to break into an empty store because there was some kind of criminal organization that had found a way in through the back door and were trading drugs in there.

I picked the lock and went in. There was nobody in there but there was a big pile of drugs and case of money. I took the money for myself then called the cops. I stashed the money in my car and went back when the cops showed up. They then arrested me, but not because I took the money, but because my car had a broken tail light.

They arrested me, but I felt like what I was experiencing didn't matter and was going to end in a moment.

...

I was in a toy store. All of the toys were in clear plastic cubes. I remember looking at one. It was a spaceship that had landed on the moon in 1988 and the astronauts had died because the ships' reactor had melted down. It wasn't so much a toy as it was a model/memorial.

Somebody told me too look at another. This one was just called 'lamb'. It was a little white lamb. But when I looked at it agian it was a white cat. I thought it was weird and I set it back on the shelf and started to look around. I looked back and the tiny toy had been replaced with a real white cat.

The cat jumped up and started hugging my face. The dream changed to my bed and I woke up.

I remember I was driving to the college that my mom works at, but I got lost on the freeway fairly quickly. As I lost sight of familiar roads, the dream gave way to these weird roads made out of rusted metal with high guard rails on each side. They did weird dreamlike things like go straight up, turn, curl and even move.

It was like a platformer game, except you played it with your car. I managed to get through and arrive in some kind of city. I was happy because I found that the college that I was trying to get to was actually just a few blocks away from where I parked, so I guess I had wound up getting there after all.

...

The next thing I knew, I was in a back alley. Some kids from my neighborhood showed up and they wanted to fight. Manei appeared behind me and started watching. One of them said that he knew Choi Kwan Do and he started kicking me. I went to block but for some reason my usual dream-super-martial-arts weren't working. Manei said she was holding them away from me. (WTH Manei?!)

No reason to fight. I pulled into third person and I had to do this quickly. I turned away from them. I then changed my face, making my mouth cut wider, like the Joker. I gave myself rows of sharp, yellow teeth and made my eyes glow. My eyes also seemed to be emitting some kind of smoke or energy trail. I didn't consciously add this, but I liked it.

I made myself turn around and snarled at them. My mouth hung open and a long syrpent-like tongue licked drool and blood off my face. The kids all ran and screamed. I remember one of them peed his pants, and while I was in third person, it zoomed in on his pants as he peed in them. Too funny.

I changed my face back to normal and went back inside of my body. Manei was gone and Jonathan was leaning agianst a dumpster in the alley smoking a cigarette. He said something to me but I can't recall what it was. I showed him a drawing of the face that I made to scared. Manei re-appeared and Jonathan ran off.

...

Manei was really upset with me for some reason. Apparently getting beat up by those kids in the back alley was a dream that she had created. She wanted me to lose so that I could be hurt and she could take care of me when it was over and she could have a cute/romantic moment with me. That's why she took away my fighting abilities.

I had to explain to her how that was actually really kind of a dick thing to do when you think about it. She realized the error of her ways and started crying and hugging me. I wasn't mad at her though. I realized that I really liked the idea of just morphing myself into a demon/monster and scaring the opposition away whenever there is someone who wants to fight, and if it hadn't been for that happening, I might never had that idea. It would save more time and there wouldn't be so many fights in my dreams.

We decided we would just go get ice cream. But a little kid pointed to us and said that he recognized us and wanted us to show off our powers. I flew up into the air and she started dancing. (That's a power?) I then thought to stabilize while I was flying and rubbed my hands together and told myself that the dream wouldn't end.

After that we started walking to the ice cream shop. The dream felt strangely familiar as though I had been in this exact spot before. Maybe it was from another dream. Manei said something about wanting me to wear white instead of blue and black because it would make me look more like the hero. She said something about wanting me to be the little hero of the dreamworld.

This was actually a theme we kind of explored very early on, but in reverse. I tried to change Manei into something that she did not want to be, and the moral of the dream was that I shouldn't try to control her and make her be something she didn't want to be. Now she was trying to do the same thing to me. I had to remind her of this, and that if we are to recognize each other as equals, we must not try to be controlling over the other.

I don't remember us actually getting our ice cream though.

...

There was a repeat of the flying part, but I was in a garage. Marcus was analyzing my dream powers and he had two little cuffs around my feet to analyze how the fire works. This went on for a minute as I kept stabilizing and reality checking. I asked him if I could stop. He said he had gotten all the data he needed and let me down.

Pikmin 2 was one of my favorite games of my childhood. Sure the original Pikmin is a classic, but the second one just ups the antie in every category. Better graphics. More to do. More enemies. Usually I completely stop dreaming about games once I stop playing them. I've pretty much given up Minecraft completely and as such I no longer have any of those minecraft-themed dreams. This game however, seems different in that regard. I stopped playing it years ago but it still comes back in my dreams from time to time. I feel like I dream of this game a lot more than I care to mention, though I must get the memories of the game mixed up with the actual game.

I recall landing in a new, undiscovered hub world. The world was very green and organic with lots of ferns, mossy rockts and water hazards. Kind of the same vibe as perplexing pool/distant spring. I had a full balanced party of pikmin and for some reason there were white and purple pikmin onions.

I recall it being rather small. There were lots of 'treasures' I needed to get. I remembered one of them was a screw, and another was an integrated circuit chip. But there were also lots of difficult enemies. (In the game, the treasures are man-made items.)

There seemed to be a lot of hard enemies and the world started to give me a creepy vibe. Then it turned out that ghosts were enemies. (In pikmin, whenever you defeat an enemy, a ghost rises up from them and fades.) Some of my pikmin died, but then I found out I could whistle and control my pikmin ghosts. (When Pikmin die, they produce ghosts that fade too.) but in this version, the ghosts didn't fade and you had to use them to fight.

I found a dungeon entrance as the day was coming to an end and remember thinking that I didn't recall this area ever being in the game before but 'remembered' that I had installed a mod for the game that added more areas.

I went into the dungeon. The first floor was made entirely of sand, with a few water hazards and some easier enemies. I began to clear it out. My ghost pikmin had reverted to normal pikmin. Everything seemed to be going okay until a Man-At-Legs boss appeared. Though he wasn't normal. He had this big metal eye shaped thing on him and he had two guns rather than one. He could also project force feilds.

I thought about something that I had made in LittleBigPlanet. But my thoughts returned to the game. I remembered this was my favorite boss, but he was also pretty easy if you knew how to fight him. I pulled my regular strategy and even with his upgrades, he was no match for me.

I found the gate to the next floor. The game said that I was now on floor 6. Weird. It was a metal dungeon theme now, and it was dark. There were no enemies on this floor, just lots of loot. That was, until I found a raging long legs. I fought him off too, but he killed one of my commanders in a single hit.

I then found the next gate and went to the next floor. This was floor 13.1. It was a typical dirt theme with some big stones. There was a blue empress bulblax that was really hard to fight. So many bosses! And weird variations of bosses that were harder. I forgot what happened after this.

I recall a lucid where I was fighting Wolverine, like the comic book character in the front yard of my house. I was semi lucid and I was fighting using my blades to block his claws, but he kept regenerating.

...

Somehow related to this was a dream about Marcus. he had built this silver suit that sort of looked like an Iron Man suit only it had a big cannon/light in the middle of the forehead rather than the head. He was flying in this suit above a near-future looking city in an intense rain/thunderstorm.

Then King Gidorah came out of the ocean and the two started fighting. I was watching the fight in third-person. Though I was also standing on a peir a long way away from the fight.

The cannon in his head started charging and these radiator panels folded out. He shot this giant energy ray that knocked Gidorah back right through the center of the city destroying all the skyscrapers and basically cutting the entire city in half.

All I recall was that I was on Dreamviews (in the dream) writing a really long DJ entry *reality checks*. I had a really long DJ entry all written in my non-lucid color code. I remember it needed paragraph breaks really badly. I divided up the entry at sort of random points just to make it look less intimidating.

Somebody had asked me about the Star Wars soundtrack and how it related to the TV shows Gravity Falls, Steven Universe, and Adventure time. (Only the latter of the three I have been invested in for any amount of time, and I've gotten behind on Adventure time, watching anime and stuff lately.) Someone said these shows were important because they seemed like very innocent shows but all had deep, complex storytelling.

I was back in high school, with my old spanish teacher. We were planning to have some kind of party or lunch together to celebrate the end of the year. I remember my high school crush was there (even though she wasn't in my class or never even took spanish in the first place.) Only, her name was different. I started talking with her.

I remember the teacher asked me to get some chips and salsa from the store and bring it in tomorrow. I told her I would. We went out in the hallway and everyone was waiting outside of the principals office because we needed to request to use the space.

I remember I started hoping that I would lucid dream. Once my crush left, I had nobody to talk to. I started to get really bored. I began to think about lucid dreaming and remembered my goals. I then hoped that I would get lucid when I went to bed that night.

I decided I should do reality checks. I did a mental reality check. I asked myself how I got here, and had a false memory that my dad drove me to school so I could help out with the spanish class lunch. False memories barricaded the traditional route. I then did a nose pinch, but I don't think I paid close attention. I then decided to look at my wrists to see if my bracelets were there, since that was what got me lucid before. They were.

"Great. I know i'm lucid now. But this isn't a dream."

Edit: Some other part that I forgot to mention while I first wrote this. I had come home, from school. Marcus was there, but in the dream he was my dad. He told me he was very happy because he had just printed out a the circuit board for his new project. He showed me a brown PCB with two large computer chips and many other components soldered onto it.

I wanted to see what he was working on. On the kitchen table of my house he had all these wires and computer parts layed out. In the middle was this big glass bubble with two copper coils on either side of it and some kind of energy in the middle.

My dad was talking during the night and this woke me up. I decided I would do a wake back to bed.

I kind of have to kind of censor/rewrite the first part of this dream because it has major spoilers for a story that I am writing.

Anyways, I was in a dark alley with my friends S and C. I felt like we were somewhere on my college campus. But we were also inside of the world of my old comic strip (something I don't mind spoiling, though this dream gives me nothing to spoil. Also, being in the world of a story, that's a dream sign.) S was concerned about being in the dark, but was relieved when I told him we were in the world of my old comic.

I remember telling him that my old comic and my new story actually exist in the same world. (Not actually true) And that my new story has horror elements. (True). We kind of got into a panic and started to run out of the dark, because we thought that some kind of monster would show up.

I remember looking into a grassy area and there were a ton of dead trees. I faintly saw ghosts moving between the trees and started to get more scared. We started to run up a ramp heading to the 'english complex', a fictional part of the college campus that the dream had created.

I remember this face floated down in front of me. That of a girl, but she had snakes coming out from behind her head, and had no eyes. I was scared, but I felt like it was something that was just "trying to be scary" and just pictured it fading away, and it did.

We got up into the daylight at the english campus. My friends left, and I 'remembered' (yet another false memory) that I had a painting project. I 'remembered' that we had to practice our paints just a little bit. I got out my paints and sat at a table. This other person (I can't remember if it was a boy or girl, but they had black hair.) sat with me.

I remember telling them about the project and that I wanted to paint Cyborg from Teen Titans. I remember I painted a bust shot of him that looked pretty decent but I messed up on the shoulder and there was a big black blob. The paint behaved like watercolor and was quite hard to control. I remember telling the person that I was sitting with that I didn't think it mattered because I was going to wake up in a minute.

I think I may have had my bracelets in this one too. I vaguely remember having them on early in the dream, when we were in the dark/scary area.

Lots of semi lucidity. Lots of false memories. Lots of those bracelets. I wonder if I can use those bracelets for consistent lucidity.

Someone had assigned me to re-write the star wars prequels. I don't remember much of the dream but all of the star wars characters from both the prequels and the original series were sitting in an auditorium. For some reason Aang from last airbender was in there too.

I remember changing the story up. In version I wrote, Anikin was like this Anti-Hero character who never really went to either the light or dark side of the force. He never had a relationship with Padme, either. Obi Wan was never really friends with him either.


I was a korean schoolboy who was always late for school. I remember our house had an escalator in it that could be set to either up or down.

My mom, who was also korean in the dream was talking about somebody who rushes will forget to set the escalator from down to up when they rush back upstairs because they forgot something, and actually ended up wasting more time not switching the escalator to up and down modes.

I then remember she gave me my lunch. My lunch turned out to be the international space station? (ultimate WTF) I looked in my lunchbox and there was a mini space station in it. It turned out it was my birthday lunch and it was made out of cake. There was also a little space shuttle cookie.

I ran out the door but apparently we lived in a city in Korea and I was on the top of a very tall apartment tower. I fell like a cartoon character in third person and hit the street and made a deep hole shaped like myself.

Gawd. This is gonna be my 600th DJ entry. What am I doing with my life...? I remember I changed my color code when I was at around 300 DJ entries and it took me three four hour sessions over the course of five days to change the color code over to be consistent. It was maddening and it took me weeks to weed out the odd dj entries with the old color code. Hopefully I don't tire of this one. The 5-fold color scheme has actually held up well.

I was at my moms' mothers' apartment building that she was the landlord of. It should have been a dead giveaway that I was dreaming, since she passed away four years ago now, and she was a lucid trigger a couple times. I had an odd semi-lucidity that really leaned to the low end of the spectrum. Nasty yellow color code, go.

I remember relaxing in her apartment. She was talking about making cookies with me. As cliched as it sounds, that's what I always did with her when she was still alive. Iwl she had a gray cat named Jasper who had no claws.

In the dream, Jasper was much larger than he had been in waking life. Much larger than any domestic cat; about the size of a medium sized dog. He also had white belly and paws. But he seemed just as friendly and talkative as always. He always used to meow at me constantly (though not really in a mean way, he was just a noisy cat.), and he did so in the dream.

She took me out back. IWL there was no way to make your way around to the back of the building because there was another property. But in the dream there was a wooden scaffolding/walkway that ran along the backside at the level of the second floor. Also, the building, that had been two stories IWL, was three in the dream. In fact, it was two buildings, and had a small courtyard in the middle.

We walked along the walkway and she asked me to use my lucid powers to fly up on the roof and turn on the air conditioner. I went up there and there were these two fat old guys that I had never seen before. They told me to go back down that I wasn't allowed on the roof.

I remembered one of the businesses there was this store that sold crystals, incense and all this other new spirituality age stuff. This store was in the dream too, but it was a third building, and was rotated 90 degrees to its regular orientation. (Most of the businesses in the building she owned were actually taken by things like churches and psychics and stuff.)

I went in, and there were these two women talking. One was this very tall oriental woman, taller than Manei probably, and dressed in mostly black. The other was a short black woman who was wearing purple and looked a little like my moms' friend. She had the same smiling face. I told them I was just dropping in to see how the store was, since I used to come there as a kid. But I felt like I was interrupting whatever they were talking about and I should leave.

One of the women told me I reminded her of a character in a The Alchemist; a boy who got hurt and had to bandage half of his face and hide it. (Having read the book, I know there is no such character.) I think she asked me about my wristbands. I told her that they were something that I came up with so that I could tell when I was dreaming and when I was awake in them, since I would only have them in the dream. I also told her that they also have hidden blades in them in case a nightmare or something comes up and I have to fight.

Two Bslaps for myself. One for not becoming lucid right there. And one for telling the lady about my hidden blades.

I also remember in the store that all of the crystals and stuff looked exceptionally vivid. I remember how I was thinking about making quartz crystals a dream sign, because I feel like I dream of them a lot.

I wanted to go back and meet with my grandmother and finish helping her. But I had to go to some kind of class. My teacher from my tech school was in one of the businesses and it was set up like the computer lab from my old tech school. I had a photoshop project to do.

I was with S. We were at a ski resort. (Being at weird ski resorts used to be a dream sign of mine. He was driving this weird vehicle that was sort of like a snowmobile, but it could also cross water like a Jet Ski (as the title implies.)

I remember we were doing some kind of filming thing for our youtube channel, that in the dream, we had started, but we had to go to one of the other resort lodges to do so. We were with someone else as well, I think S's friend who we can call L. He started taking us out over the water when he unzipped a large duffel bag. In it was mostly clothes and towels, but he also had his laptop computer in there.

I remember he took it out, and dipped it in the water partway. He told me he wanted to wipe all the software while keeping the computers' essential functions working, and that what he was doing was not going to permanently kill his computer. I was a skeptic but it worked.

We got off of the lake and started going downhill along one of the ski runs. I remember that almost nobody was on the hill. There might have been one or two skiers, but it was basically deserted, despite being perfect weather for the sport.

We stayed on the move for several minutes, mostly moving downhill through a maze of runs and chairlifts. I became semi-lucid at one point and was wondering why the dream was deserted. I was also wondering why my dad wasn't present in the dream, he's always present in these ski dreams, and usually they are one of the few times he isn't an annoying DC.

I then remember S took us through this half-pipe. I remember complimenting him that he was really good at driving this thing. After we came out of the half pipe we arrived at another ski lodge building. This one much smaller than the other. We got off the snowmobile and went to the front door to meet with our film crew, but we were locked out. S admitted that he was actually completely lost.

L and I decided to just enjoy the view. The view was that of some huge swiss-alps type mountains. We couldn't see very far because it was cloudy. S got out a map and started trying find our way back.

"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.

A star wars style title crawl. Except it was called Dode Dores or something with a lot of 'd's. I couldn't read any of the text underneath it because it was in another language.


They had decided to release another season of the original Teen Titans series. I was watching first episode in it. In it the evil magician guy (I don't remember his name, and I'm not enough of a nerd to look it up.) discovers this evil magic to change peoples sexes. He changes Starfire into a guy and robin dumps her and she doesn't understand why.

He then changed Beast Boy into Beast Bebe and he became this really sexualized character and Cyborg fell in love with him. So much to the point that he started fighting on the bad side trying to get the magician to keep BB the way he was.

But eventually the magician leaves and the magic wears off. Starfire is alone crying in space sitting on a little asteroid.

Uhm if by random chance, any of the writers of the show happen to read the dream, make this an episode. This is clearly very high quality material we are dealing with.


I was walking around my neighborhood. Typical dream foggy weather. I had some problems with thinking I was in reality here because I remember thinking about how it was early morning I had to get home so I could drive into town. It was Wednesday and I had to teach Taekwondo. (Something I have to do in real life.)

I met some guy who gave me a double chocolate muffin and a cup of black tea for free. This used to always used to be my breakfast back when I was living at college and it tasted eerily similar. I don't normally get that much dream food, but when I do, its usually pretty good.

I remember coming up to this house. I knew this kid from school but he wasn't really that nice. He was sitting at a card table in front of his garage. He said he was collecting recyclables for some charity and anything would help. I gave him my muffin paper and paper tea cup. But while I was doing that his little sister went under the table and tied my shoes together.

Spoiler for Profanity (Sort of...):

"Oh, you son of a dick-"

'son of a dick'... hmm...

"-Doing that to me while I'm not lucid! That's just not fair!"

I went backwards and asked myself why I had said that I wasn't lucid and got confused for a second. I then realized that I had said lucid because I was dreaming and actually became lucid. (seriously WTF) I woke up a few moments later.

In the dream my father had just died and now me and my mother were living alone. We were talking about moving into a smaller house and getting rid of a lot of our stuff. (IRL, my dad has held on to a lot of junk. Things like my old toys from when I was a kid and old TVs and computers that don't work too well anymore.

We somehow got in this reality TV show called 'Re-arranged' where these people would come into your house and re-arrange all the furniture and make a mess and then film the reactions. It was a pretty stupid idea if you ask me.

I remember they moved all of the furniture in my bedroom into the middle of my room. My dresser, that has my quartz crystal on it now had a big pile of crystals on it in all different colors. This was something that I remembered the show doing that they would leave you extra things to make up for the inconvenience they caused moving all of the furniture around. This seemed kind of counter-productive to the way that we were trying to get rid of things in the house, though.

The one thing they hadn't moved was my desk. I decided that I wanted to get on my computer to play Kerbal Space Program. But when I booted it up and signed in I saw that all of my files had been moved around too. They had uninstalled all my mods and now my save file was corrupted. I looked around and saw that all of my digital art was messed up too. I wondered how they figured out my password on my laptop. I was so mad I tried to scream:

Spoiler for Language:

I'm going to fucking kill all of these people!!!

But nothing came out of my mouth. I then became lucid and woke up a moment later.

Dang layer 1's.

I was in the woods with my dad (very much still alive in this dreams' timeline), cousins and some other family members. We were building a fort out of sticks to prepare for either an attack from an evil government militia, a zombie apocalypse or both. I can't remember.

I just remember that the fort was in a gully and we put these big branches standing upright to build the frame, then putting smaller sticks horizontally. We needed a lot of medium and smaller sized sticks to make the wall and I was helping to gather them up.

At some point the fort morphed from a lame kids' stick fort to this actually rather epic fortification. The fort was made of huge timbers and had three story towers with cannons on top. The fort was built on the side of a lake now. (Or there could have been a lake before that I just didn't see because of the trees.) It looked like a castle but made entirely out of wood.

I think me or my friend S pointed out that if somebody set the fort on fire we would be in big trouble.

Edit:

I also had a dream that I had revived my old comic series, Kyle and Gary. I was working on the next comic in the series that I had planned to do.