non-lucid

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Some dream where my laptop computer was really tiny. It was supposed to be waterproof now too, and I was using it while in the shower. It turned off, and I thought that the water had killed it.
I got out of the shower, got dressed, went into my bedroom, and plugged it in. It turned on, but it seemed sort of glitchy. Marcus told me to wait a minute. I then tried turning it on again. Turns out it hadn't been damaged by the water, it was just low on battery.

I FA'd. I was in my college dorm room and realized that I was an hour late for a class that was taking place in the library.
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For some reason I was waiting at the bus stop. It was a rainy, foggy day. I did a reality check because this seemed like a dream. It didn't work though.

I was observing this dream where the Hulk and the Hulkbuster armor were fighting. It looked just like the trailer. (See the Age of Ultron trailer) Thor was involved in the fight as well. At one point the Hulkbuster suit was using Thor's hammer. It was glowing red.
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Korra and Aang (Yes, Both Avatars) Joined the fight. They used earthbending to attack the Hulkbuster suit. Black widow, Captain America and Batman came into the fight. The fight grew very chaotic and I recall having trouble figuring out who was on who's team.
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Something to do with Tony Stark building this weird Iron Man suit with a giant head. It had two small eyes going up vertically the front of the mask. The suit malfunctioned and broke his neck.
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I was in this huge log cabin mansion built in the woods. All of the characters from both Avatar series were in here, and they looked like real people. Meelo wanted to teach me how to airbend.

Batman: So awesome he shows up even when everyone else is Marvel and he is DC.

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

Typical Manei logic...

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

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

I recall being in a city/urban area, encountering Manei and becoming briefly lucid. We started flying out over the ocean that was next to the city, supposedly to a location where we could talk. But I woke up a few moments later.

I recall being with my cousins. For some reason they are both swearing a lot and that is weird because they are young (11 and 14) and don't normally cuss. I can recall we were playing in the backyard of my house together.
We somehow got to this unrecognizable house that felt like it was in an urban area. My deceased grandmother was there making cookies for us. I can recall playing littlebigplanet with the younger of my cousins and using this paper material to make Chinese lanterns.

I then recall playing Halo with my older cousin. This felt like an entirely separate dream. I was an elite and I had a sniper rifle and a BR. This felt like an older Halo game, like Halo 3 or even Halo 2.
We began fighting. It was a typical Red vs Blue game in this map that was set in a ravine in the desert; a map that I don't recall from the game.
Thanks to faulty dream-remembering-numbering, my sniper rifle seemed to have unlimited ammo and (even though I suck with snipers in games) I was just firing like crazy killing people with body shots. I then recall walking through this cave in the side of a ravine, dropping down behind him and assassinating a guy.
Funny. Assassinations were added in the new Halo, but graphically and game-play wise this felt like and older Halo. Well, it was a dream, so. My cousin was complaining that I wasn't supporting the team. I told him that I was doing great and haven't even died once yet. He got looked at the scoreboard and got jealous that I had 11 kills and haven't died and he rage-quit the game, leading to me waking up.

There were a couple of sludgy frags of us playing on this ice map with these bright green characters everywhere. I played horribly that game.

I recall I was driving from my house to my Taekwondo Class. I Somehow wound up going backwards through the parking lot in my old middle school. There was this very strange network of roads and a whole bunch of stop signs.
I was being tailgated by someone driving a green Jeep. At one point I saw a stop sign and slammed on the breaks, for some reason the car sort of skidded sideways. When I came to a stop I backed up and I thought I heard my car scraping against the car behind me.
"Rrrgh! I just wanted to go to Taekwondo! Why do I have to put up with this?!"
I get out to see if there is damage. The person driving the green jeep was Manei. (Whatever, no lucidity. I'm on break.) I examine both cars and there seems to be no damage, though there are some spots on her car where the paint is chipped. They are filled with rust though.
"You've got some paint chips but they aren't fresh."
We somehow got into a discussion about how the car I drive belongs to my dad is on a lease. She asked me what a lease was, and I explained it as 'borrowing' a car and you pay for it. She proudly proclaims that her mom bought her the green jeep.
She then goes off into telling me that she's going to the beach and wants me to come with her. Then says something about making cookies with her mother. She takes a big plate of sugar cookies out of the back seat of her car.

(I know these last few DJ entries have been side-note-heavy...) But I was thinking about this after I woke up. One of the things that I never noticed about Manei is that she is very dissonant. She doesn't seem to have a very clear understanding of how the waking world works.
She also doesn't seem to know me very well. In that I mean, she only knows me by what I've done in dreams. (Lucid or not) but she doesn't seem to understand exactly what I want out of lucid dreaming, or my life experience in general. Perhaps that's something that I should discuss with her.
I used to think that she lived 'inside my head' and would know everything about me, and know everything that I know about the waking world. I suppose not.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

More sludgy dreams last night. I'm kinda going on break while this dry spell blows over.

-Something to do with living in Texas. An atomic bomb went off and destroyed our house. Somehow I survived unharmed and tried to make my way out of the irradiated area. I encountered this Asian man fishing by a river, who said that he could help decontaminate the radiation from me.

-I went back in time. I was in a government building trying to stop the bomb launch. I was fighting this secret service agent who was like 80 years old but a really good fighter. He kept on throwing glass bottles at me. I was barefoot for some reason and trying not to step on the glass.
The fight ended with the man smiling at me and saying something like "You don't truly know someone until you've fought them..."

Many a nonlucid dream last night. I'm not feeling very motivated to go into detail for all of these nonlucids. so I'll just go over the key points.

-A dream involving my unexpected sex change and brief lucidity.

-A dream involving my high school friends and college suite-mates engaged in a 2:00am eating contest. The university campus was full of neon signs.

-A dream involving a scavenger hunt on a post-apocalyptic version of my college campus. Everything was overgrown by a jungle and some of the buildings had collapsed.

-A dream where I was playing LittleBigPlanet attempting to make some kind of scrap-metal cage.

-A lot of dreams involving water for some reason.

-In one dream I was kyaking.

-In another dream, I was watching a documentary about a man who would swim inside of a whale's mouth and then get blasted out of the blow-hole.

-In another dream, there was a large water cannon that people would load small children into and fire them into a lake. It looked very dangerous but the children seemed to love it.

-A dream about a water fight with absurdly big water guns and tiny water balloons.

-A dream that I was vacationing in Sydney, Australia and a tsunami hit. I later became involved in a tsunami prevention group and I was telling them about how they could install sensors and a wall that would automatically rise up when a tsunami was approaching.

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

This was a very strange one. I was in what felt like a Wendy’s or McDonalds, save for the place was deserted, and it felt like it was closed. I was sitting in the corner along with a dream character who I did not recognize, but was a male.
[Dream Logic] They showed me a box full of these cutouts that were made out these really tough foam. They were cut into radial snowflake like patterns and he told me about how they were ‘Grow your own spaceships’. All you had to do was add water and they would turn into a spaceship. [/Dream Logic]
To be honest, the DC might have been Marcus, but I can’t remember. The dream was so blurry. This seems crazy even for something he would come up with.
So I took two of them out of the box. We had a cup of water and we used these little eyedroppers to get them started. The foam starts to puff up, and sure enough metal paneling begins to emerge and build. Watching this thing self-assemble is strange. It is fascinating to watch. The assemble seems something like a transformer, and I eventually see a rocket engine assemble in the center.
“Ya see that? That’s the kind of engine that will get you to Mars!”
The dream carried on for a long time as the spaceship continued to grow, transform and change. For some reason my spaceship turned into a large dark green suitcase with rocket motors on the bottom, and lights on the inside. The DC told me that the foam cutout was faulty and that I would try with another one. I lost the dream around there.

Something to do with being in a rather small room with a pool and a hot tub. For some reason all of the tiles are a rich forest green and there are high, narrow windows running along the top of the wall.

I am with S. We are in my room together and there is a large wall-mounted flatscreen TV on the wall where the dresser should be. We are sitting on the end of my bed, wrapped in blankets and eating popcorn out of a huge bowl. S wants to watch an adventure time episode called 'Finn's Future Nightmare'
The episode is supposed to center around Finn's future son who in the episode is this nightmarish monstrosity. There are a couple of blurry indistinguishable scenes that go on for a minute or two, then one of his shadow. It pans up to show a silhouette of the character. He is huge and brawny and has sword blades in the place of his hands.
There are then some scenes of him terrorizing innocent candy people. For some reason they are in this really realistic setting. This is followed by a scene of adult Finn rushing at him with the Grass Sword and Jake who has morphed into a shield. Supposedly in this future of adventure time, Jake can change not only the shape of his body but the composition; so his shield transformation actually looks like a shield.
His son steps out of the shadow. He looks like a little bit like the basic Finn (Save for muscles and sword hands) with the same outfit, and he has five or six of these pinwheel devices running up his shirt like buttons. They open and expand and fire energy out in different colors. Finn blocks them with the sword and he charges into melee range.
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Finn wakes up from his nightmare, and Jake asks him what he dreamed about. He says he doesn't want to talk about it.

I am casually strolling along in the industrial park that is a few blocks from my house. The area has become a swamp and the factories are abandoned and flooded. It was some kind of post-apocalyptic future where my town had been destroyed and flooded, and the boardwalk had been built as a means for the new generation to walk around and explore what past towns and cities looked like.
Also, for some reason in this dream, I was like 14 or 15 years old. (I was walking around in the body that I had when I was 14 or 15. Something to do with cloning me.)
I had my computer with me. I approached a sitting area on the boardwalk and opened it up. I began typing up (in a word document) my dreams from earlier in the night when I was approached by a group of maybe six people. Some of them had vague resemblances to kids who used to bully me in middle school. One of them tried to grab at my computer, but I closed it.
I then remembered that it was when I turned fifteen that I started taking self defense classes. I wondered if my skills were any good. I saw one of the bullies try to do a mock kick to make fun of that fact, but he fell over backwards.
Another bully tried to grab my computer from my arms but I backed away. I leaped into the air and kicked him in the face. He fell over and I landed. A guy charged at me from the right and swung at me. I ducked. He then tried to uppercut me. I leaned back. Another guy came at me from the left. I kicked him in the gut and he fell over. The guy on my left swiped at me, and two more guys were coming in. I threw my computer up over me and caught it behind my back. I thought to myself how I should be careful doing stunts because I don't want my laptop to be broken or stolen.
Even though I was holding my own in this fight, for some reason I decided to try to get these guys off of me.
I yelled: "Police Officer!" and pointed behind them. All of the bullies looked where I pointed.
There was nobody there.
One of the bullies yelled "Oh, Sh*t!", and they all started running as if they were actually in trouble.
Dream characters don't get much more stupid than that.
But if that wasn't strange enough, I started running too. I can't remember why. I guess I figured that they might realize that there actually was no police officer and would try to chase me down. As I was running, I noticed that I was barefoot, and I seemed to be pushing off the ground with just my toes.
I then noticed that the frequency of my steps was very low. I was taking one step every ten feet and the way I was bounding off the ground; I almost seemed to be floating.
I became partially lucid, dropped my computer and started flying when the dream ended.

I am in space with some presence who is teaching me about space and solar systems. They say that they want to build a solar system and are going to teach me things about space. They create a star; a yellow star like our sun and place it in the 'middle'.
They then create two planets, a large rocky planet, bigger than earth orbiting very close to the star and a green gas planet orbiting a little farther out. After that, they say that they are going to create an ice ring around the sun, and they do that. Though it's more like a snow ring, as it looks like a cloud of snowflakes orbiting the sun.
The ice ring then turns from white to light blue and the presence says that this was because of how close it was to the star; it melted and became a ring of water vapor. The green gas planet began pulling on the vapor ring and absorbing it, increasing its atmosphere.
Then the presence introduced a bunch of moons orbiting both planets. It said that because the rocky planet was so close to the sun, it could only have four stable orbits around it. It places dark moons of various sizes in these orbits.
It then places a dozen moons in orbit around the gas planet. Some of them collide and end up creating a ring like Saturn. I take note of how foggy the gas planet is becoming because of all the water vapor that it is absorbing.
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Something to do with adding more planets further out. The presence was trying to make a planet that could support life. There were a lot of asteroids involved for some reason.
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There was also something to do with adding a second smaller sun that orbited the star like a planet.

What on earth is the purpose of these dreams?!