non-lucid

I was out-of-body, flying around. There was some story about a tribe of people living in a post apocalyptic world. The were all walking though the desert past this industrial complex. This sniper shot a woman. Then someone told me that there was an evil tribe that wanted to end chances for re-population of the earth by killing all of the women.

I was in a park, or meadow type setting. Talking with Lia, my dream guide again. Eventually she left, walked away into the sun, and a bunch of family members and other random people started showing up and they were all bringing with them little kids.
The little kids were playful and they gathered up and tackled me and we were wrestling around on the ground for awhile. At first it was fun, but after awhile I wanted them to get off of me because they were biting me and scratching me with their fingernails.
Eventually I kicked this one kid pretty hard because I was angry/annoyed. He started crying and his father came over. He was really angry at me for kicking his son.

I never thought my dream recall would be THIS good! I think i'm going into an improvement hump of some sort.

Thunderstorm

I was dreaming about being at my house. I think that my cousins were there. And there was a really big storm coming. I can remember rain falling diagonally and strong winds buckling my home's foundation.
I looked out on the deck behind our house, and to the northwest there was a huge vortex. Not a tornado, but a large swirl of clouds in the sky. The clouds were so dense from the storm that it was nearly black. The sky was a dark blue-grey. Lightning strikes were so frequent it sounded like machinegun fire.
I wanted to photograph the large swirling thunderstorm. I ran to get my digital camera. By the time that I got it, my cousin told me to go outside on the front porch. The swirling storm had moved to the northeast. I tried to photograph it but I think that my camera was out of battery or something.
(Do note that It only took me about 30 seconds to get my camera ready, and the storm had moved across the sky in that time frame.)

Zombie Apocalypse

This dream was excruciatingly long. I can only remember certain fragments of it. It is an unrealistic war scenario, I know.

I was watching a news broadcast. It was coverage of a team of united states navy seals. (The news broadcast said so.) They were on some sort of mission in this cave. The walls of the cave were a bright orange sandstone.
This woman ran out into the middle of the cavern, and got shot in the head. Somehow despite that, she ran to the other side.
When the woman reached the other side, she fell over. A medic said that they needed to get the bullet out of her brain, and had to conduct surgery during the battle. He took off her helmet, then began opening her head with a crowbar. (Ill leave you to imagine all of the gruesome details of this.) Obviously, this killed her.

My mother told me that the united states had accidentally declared war with a powerful middle-eastern country. She said that we had to run several miles through war-torn America to reach the nearest airport, where we would be flown to safety.
I looked out the window of my room and could hear and see a battle taking place in the distance.

I had been ordered to help with the evacuations. Someone wanted me to evacuate some kind of old folks home or mental institution. I can't remember what one it actually was, but it sort of had a "hospital" feel too it. It was a large, concrete building.
Despite the hospital feeling, the atmosphere in the building was very dark. Most of the lights were burned out. The walls were raw concrete and the floors were worn wood.
When I got inside, I was told that the patients were organized by floor. The patients with more severe illness were higher up, and those who were less ill were kept lower to the ground floor.
I made my way up a staircase to the upper floors. The upper floors were dark and frightening. I returned to the downstairs.

I was making my way through the city, trying to get to the airport. The city consisted of only one and two story buildings. There were silhouettes of mountains all around us. It was nighttime, but there were plenty of streetlights keeping the area bright.
The entire scene was in chaos. Rockets, gunfire, grenades, people running and screaming. Despite all of this, I was pretty calm. I can remember someone saying something about zombies.
I remember passing by a man in a military uniform. When I looked closely at his face, he had yellow eyes and white skin. He was a zombie, but was acting normal; directing people and trying to control the chaos. He told me to keep heading towards the airport.
I got impatient at this point and saw a family driving a black pickup truck though the city. I knew they wouldn't let me get in the cab, so I hopped into the back. They didn't even yell at me, and seemed to be heading towards the airport.
More people followed me, and soon we had three or four people riding in the back of the pickup.

I was almost to the airport. I saw a huge jumbo jet take off and fly right over me. I could see the landing strip in the distance. The first rays of sunshine were peeking over the mountains. I had a feeling of hope. I was going to survive the war.

AI Theft

I always save the most interesting dreams for my last post. This dream just about had it all. Good clarity, interesting, congruent plotline, and I got lucid. Bonus!
The dream started out with me being introduced to this dream character. He was a meek, thin man. He was mostly bald with thick, square glasses, and pale skin. It would be hard to nail his age.
He told me a long story about he had invented a new type of chip that could be used in robots to make them artificially intelligent. But a large corporation stole his idea and was about to present it. He told me to run out onto the stage and grab the robot's head and return it to him.
I was on the right hand side of the stage, out of sight of everyone. The stage very shiny and made of chrome. There was a small raised platform in the center of the stage, where the robot stood.
The robot had been given the body of a woman, including what I assumed was some sort of synthetic skin that allowed it to look like a real woman. But I knew that was not important. All that I really needed was the computer brain.
There was a man on the stage. He was short, fat and well dressed. He was giving a speech about the new robot that he had "invented". I can also remember seeing some flashes from the audience, pictures being taken.
I took about the most low-tech approach to retrieving the man's robot. Went onto the stage, grabbed the robot, and dragged it off. The man giving the speech remained oblivious, as did the audience. I thought that I was in the clear. But I noticed two of these security guards approaching. They had nightsticks and riot shields. I opened the robot's head on the back, and removed the brain. The chip glowed with a harsh blue-green light. The man who had assigned the task threw down a small device that created a portal. He walked thought it. I jumped through it just before the guards could grab me.
We exited the portal in the man's house. For some reason, I had gotten the feeling that alot of time had passed since we had been on the stage. As though we had been on the run for awhile with the "stolen" chip. His home had somehow become our last stand before we were captured.
His house seemed pretty nice. He had this huge open living room with this warmly colored wooden floor area with bamboo growing and a modern water feature, essentially, a modern indoor zen garden.
He said that he wanted to hide the robot chip. I told him we should hide it upstairs, under the bed. He agreed with my idea, and put the microchip under the bed and sat on the bed.
I heard the policemen smash down the door. They came straight upstairs into the bedroom, handcuffed both of us and confiscated the microchip. As we were being walked out of the house, the chip started screaming.
"No! NO! NOOO!"
One of the policemen was carrying a tablet, something like an Ipad. The chip shot a beam at the tablet, and the beam was surrounded with holographic letters and numbers. I saw a face appear on the screen of the tablet. The AI on the microchip had actually transferred itself into the policeman's tablet.
At this point, all of the policemen left, and they left the tablet behind for me and the bald man were left. We walked downstairs and sat down in his wonderful indoor zen-garden area. He went and got us drinks, I think he got me a 7-up or mountain dew.
A message appeared on the tablet's screen. The bald man told me that I had to bypass the tablet's internal security systems so that the AI that the man had created would be able to permanently implant itself in the computer system.
The "bypass" seemed something like a game. I can remember these red shapes, that looked like tetris pieces would form barriers and try to attack the small cyan oracle in the center of the screen. At first the "game" was easy, but eventually it got far more difficult. Although I think I won.
After that, the man thanked me for all of the help in returning his AI robot to safety. After that, we talked for several minutes. It was a very profound conversation, and we hit on alot of important topics in life. (Love,money,death) I can remember we really bonded and the man had many interesting stories to tell.
We began to touch upon the topic of lucid dreaming. I started to think about the entire situation.
"Do you ever think that you've lived your whole life in someone else's dream."
"No!"
"You know what, I think this is a dream. Look"
I held out my hand and tried to create a flame or some kind of energy ora to convince this man. It didn't work.
The dream started to get darker. And even though I was lucid, I WANTED to wake up. The dream had dragged on for so long that I was worried that I wouldn't be able to remember the entire thing. I tried to think about myself laying in bed, knowing that that is a way to wake yourself up.
I could somehow sense that the man that I had been allied with throughout the dream was the one keeping me from waking up. It took about thirty seconds, the dream getting darker and darker until, finally I woke up.

I was in a large outdoor pool complex. It was wintertime and snowing. I walked to the very end of it and began relaxing in this hot tub. This girl that I knew in my freshman year of high school came over and started flirting with me me. It was kind of annoying.

I can remember being in this boy-scout troop type thing. It was cold and rainy. This one boy was going fishing by a river. I can remember the river being wide with a lot of rapids and turbulent water.
The boy stated that he was trying to catch a catfish. When he reeled in the fish and held it up, it was this very long eel-like creature whos head looked sort of like a cats'. I can remember it having whiskers and catlike eyes.
The boy then walked over by a tall wooden fence and released the catfish into a very small, shallow pond.

I had a false awakening in my bedroom. I decided that I wanted to draw a picture of Lia (My dream guide) But it was really dark in my room.
I started going around turning on all of the lights in my room. (I have three lamps, a light in the fan and a desk light) But for some reason all of the lights were dim. I began drawing anyway.
After awhile I looked over my drawing and was disappointed with the quality of the drawing. She looked ugly.

I was having a dream about playing minecraft with a bunch of my friends. We were mining some diamonds deep down in this cave. We started to head back up, but the floor of the cave started to collapse into pools of lava. I can remember running and dodging falling objects.
Eventually, the minecraft style dream morphed into a more realistic style. We had reached a large cavern. We all stopped and looked around for a second. It was silent.
This man in a robot suit dropped down. But the suit was not fancy technology, it was more like a steampunk mech suit. I know that's difficult to understand, but this guy had this armor made out of this copper-colored metal, and he had all of these pistons and gears moving around in very intricate ways to make this man move.
The man lowered himself onto the floor with this big chain. He then summoned a bunch of attack dogs to me and my friends. We all drew swords and fought off the dogs.
When we turned to the man with the mech-suit he opened these canvas and wood bat wings on his suit and started to slowly fly out of the cave on a jet of steam, screaming all the while. We ran after him, and reached the surface.
We could see him streaking ahead, gaining speed. We tried to chase him, but it was difficult because we were running though a forest and there were alot of fallen trees on the ground.

I was exploring this city that was mostly underwater. I can remember flying into the city, though I was not lucid. Then I walked through these causeways, entering though part of the city that was above water.
At first the causeways were kind of bland. They were two or three story rooms with concrete columns. I can remember walking past some construction workers, so I assumed that this was a new section of the city that was under construction. As I continued to walk, the hallways got more decorated with shops, like a shopping mall.
I eventually ran into this young man, and said to him in a woman's voice:
"I'm done exploring the shopping mall. Can we go now?"

Something related to the main dream. I can remember flying past a cargo port, where a crane was loading crates into a submarine. But the submarine was grey and red, like a ship, but had the shape of a missile or rocket. The cargo bay on the submarine closed. It submerged and pulled away from the port.

Something to do with me finding all of these toys by the side of the road. I can remember it being in a sunset, near a broad curve in the road. I started collecting them and putting them into a bag. Then someone pulled up in this black van and told me that the toys that I had been picking up were theirs. They thanked me and took everything that I had picked up.

I was looking out the window of an airplane as we were taking off. I think that I was laying my head on someone's lap. Not long after we got to our cursing altitude, the plane started descending. We must've crashed or something. I can remember washing up on the beach of a tropical island. I thought that I was still alive...
The words "game over" showed up written in white cursive in the middle of my field of view, as though my dreams followed video game rules.

Some dream about minecraft that was very stable and vivid. I can't really remember much more than digging around in this cave and finding a bunch of diamonds.
Eventually I came back to the surface and the minecraft appearance of the dream changed to realistic. I was in a swamp.

Something about Lia Manei (My dream guide) appearing agian.

A fragment involving my visual imaging class at my tech school. We had started using this really complicated software and we were asked to model a cube. Then we got asked to model master chief's armor and I freaked out due to the sudden difficultly spike in the assignments.

Some dream. Vivid, about me being at my grandparent's house. What was strange was that there was a stairwell that led down below their house. When you came down the stairwell, that was very long by the way, you would end up outside. The stairwell went up a hill and there was a door that led up into their basement, but their house was not on top of the hill.
The stairwell ended at the start of a "road" cut into the hillside. The road was only identifiable by the fact that it was really nice, well groomed grass. The rest of the hill was taller grass and shrubs.
I began moving various building supplies down from my grandparent's building and traveled between their basement and the hilltop several times. Most of what I took was lumber, some sheet metal, and some electronic components.
I began building a vehicle to travel down the path for some odd reason. I vividly remember hammering boards together, welding sheet metal and assembling electronics. It seemed to take me about half an hour, and there was no shortage of building supplies or tools.
The final vehicle was pretty decent, though it didn't have any wheels or means of flying. But it started to slide down the grassy slope and I held on. I had traveled down the slope about 50 and decided to stop.

I know this is poorly worded. There was a lot to type in. The only interesting thing about the dream is the Portal-door-style traveling.

I was watching the Foreword unto dawn series of videos that's been coming out on youtube. (A series of videos pretending to the storyline of Halo 4, that will be coming out very soon)
I was excited that the last episode had finally come out, but when I got about two minutes into watching it, A game showed up. It was a really cheap, bad looking game. It involved building a tower taller and taller. It said that I had to play it and get above a certain score to see the rest of the video.

I played the game for like two minutes and then closed it out. I really wanted to see the rest of the video. I had only unlocked about two more minutes of the video.

I was dreaming of these three villain men. They were all really strong looking, wearing black jackets and standing in the middle of the plaza of this city.
Then this thing, It looked like sort of Iron Man armor transformed onto them. But the armor was old and rusty. Each of them turned into animals, that some would consider evil. One became a crow, another that was a wolf. I can't remember what the third man's mech animal was. But at this point that they started destroying the city.
Then, one of the men stood forward, and the chest of his mech suit opened. The outer metal shell split into "ribs". Inside of it was this big pulsing orange energy orb. I can remember vividly how it crackled and steamed.
The dream changed, and I was in my own body, with K. We were at the top of a skyscraper. She wanted to get down, and for some reason, we were in a huge hurry.
She ran into a stairwell. The stairwell was next to a window, so on one side, there was a glass wall giving a view of the city. There was also an elevator door on each floor. The stairs were at a very shallow angle.
K was really booking it down the stairs. I was running after her, skipping every other step. After I had chased her down the stairs for awhile. She got into an elevator.
"Why didn't we do this ten floors ago?"
The elevator started moving down, but stopped on a lower floor. When the door opened, the elevator was really far from the building. Between them was just a huge black void. And the people on the building side couldn't get to the elevator.
The elevator closed and headed down again. When we got off, we got off onto a moving train.
Then I met with this boy. He had long blonde hair, combed up really neat. He was bleeding from a would below his eye. He had drops of blood on his hand as well. Then he started complaining to me that he didn't like that he was bleeding.
He wrapped himself in a blanked and went to sit with a woman that I think was his mother.
Then I just got lucid out of nowhere. I saw my supposed guide sitting in one of the seats. I walked over and sat down next to her. She was reading a fashion magazine.
"I have some very important questions for you"
I pounded my fist into my palm.
"Are you my dream guide?"
"Yes."
"What is your name?"
"I have many names..."
She began running though a long list of names, both boy names and girl names.
"Ok, but I need a name that I can use for my dream journal."
"You may choose one. But remember these things: Do not eat a rusty hinge, and beauty and the beast is very long."
lolwut.
Then the dream destabilized, and I lost lucidity. Someone asked me if I was interested in marriage in the royal court. Then I woke up.

I think these connected into dreams, but I had such a lazy weekend, that I didn't even care to write down my dreams. I can't remember these dreams being particularly interesting, anyway.

I was in the bathrooms at my tech school. All of the toilet stalls were very dirty. I was trying to find a stall so that I could go poop. I ended up barging in on this guy who was. [Clears Throat] Doodling with his Wong, if you know what I mean.

A fragment that fairly accurately played out the scene from the scene from the last star wars movie where Obi-Wan and Anikin are fighting on the lava planet. I was Anikin for awhile then I flew out of his body and watched Obi-Wan cut my arms and legs off.

Something where someone handed me a plastic shopping bag with a woman's breast in it. There was some other stuff in the bag too. I was really grossed out and wanted to get rid of it.

Something about building a huge sort of Roman/Greek looking city that involved all of these stone bridges going though these mountains. It became this video game like Minecraft after awhile.

This last one was actually more of a dream. My dad was really upset that some guy at his work was better at math than he was, and he had spent the entire night trying to figure out these equations. I looked at it, and told him that the math was really easy.
He handed it over to me, and then I realized that I couldn't figure it out. I went and got math notes from my backpack, and a calculator. I spent a few minutes looking over the equations by myself, but couldn't figure it out.
Also know that I didn't actually see anything on the paper and the equations because it was a dream.
I asked him what the math was for; what I was calculating. He showed me where the math was, it was a trivia question on the back of a cereal box.

Recall hasn't been good lately. Last night, I just told myself to remember any dream, lucid or not. Seems as though that worked. Try to atleast remember another nonlucid dream tonight.

I was in kind of an industrial park setting. I can remember there being a lot of warehouses and high-voltage lines. And I was in this parking lot with about two or three other people. One of them matching the description of my dream guide.
We were helping someone do a short film for some class. For their film they were doing stunts on a BMX bike around the industrial park. They had set up ramps to do stunts out of clutter laying around, like wooden palates and oil barrels.
After a little while a bunch of people from my family showed up. Notably, my mom and dad, but also my cousins and grandparents. At around this time, My dream guide left the scene.
The industrial park was connected to a town , and there was a huge festival taking place. I specifically remember this group of Asian women preforming this exotic dance while twirling these ribbons.
I noticed a large hill up behind us. A row of townhouses ran up one side. I decided that I wanted to go to the top of the hill just to see what the veiw was like.
It didn't take long to reach the top of the hill. There was a gravel pathway that took a fairly straightforward path to the top. I think my dream guide was there again, and she followed me part of the way up. I was nearly to the top when someone inside the last townhouse to the top of the hill asked me what I was doing in their yard.
I told them that I just wanted to see what the very top of the hill was like. The said that it was OK for me to be in their yard. I then cut though a dark concrete tunnel under their house and continued up the path.
The path was made of rounded red bricks now, and when I reached the very top of the hill, there was a small brick platform, about three meters around. Some of the bricks had been imbedded with precious gemstones, and the center of the circle was a yin and yang symbol.
The view was spectacular. I could see the path that I had come up, the town with the festival, and the industrial park with two sets of power lines running away into the valley that stretched out before me.
I realized that it was so quiet and tranquil, that for some reason, I should meditate. (I don't commonly meditate IRL) As soon as I started meditating, I woke up.

I can recall the ending of some movie that I had seen, in a dream of course. The movie that I was watching involved a rag-tag team of lucid dreamers facing off against some sort of nightmare.
I can only recall the final part of the dream-movie. It involved this young girl, who was blonde with pigtails. She had been in conflict with her father for the entire movie because she did not follow her family's values and rather decided to focus on lucid dreaming. (So apparently, lucid dreaming wasn't allowed in the little girl's family)
The father and the little girl forgave each other for the arguments that they had throughout the "movie" and then the little girl took off with four other lucid dreamers. They started flying in a triangle formation (like birds or jet airplanes would.) They were flying over this city, though it looked like an industrial era city (like something from the 1850's or something) it had some really large skyscrapers.
The nightmare showed up. It was a giant (now I mean big, like 20 stories tall) jet black humanoid. It was sort of hunched over, with really big arms, and it's mouth looked like a shark's.
The monster would yell and this red energy beam would come out of it's mouth. (Think like Godzilla's energy breath, only red) The squadron of lucid dreamers avoided this, and began to launch their own attacks, from throwing buildings to shooting fireballs and making lightning strikes.
What I remember most clearly is that all of the lucid dreamers were combining their power to fight this thing. It was really inspiring.
This epic battle raged for awhile, and I cannot remember who actually won the fight. I think it ended with a false awakening.

I still can't get over this. Why did my non-lucid dreams suddenly get so interesting? They used to be painfully boring and repetitive. And now, this.

I can't really put all the pieces together. I tried to WILD last night. A whole slew of lucid dreaming things happened including a lucid that I barely remember, a false awakening, and two additional non lucid dreams. Let me start with the least interesting and work my way up.

Suicide

The first dream entailed me and my mother. We decided that we were going to "Go die" so we had dug two holes in the ground and acquired some coffins.
Then my mother said that she was going to carve a death note into an Ipad. She asked me if she could use my Ipad instead of hers. Then she got an exacto knife and started carving a message into the screen about why we had decided to die/commit suicide.
We went outside, and got into our coffins. I'm not entirely sure why, but I decided to get back out and have second thoughts about committing suicide.
I was just standing in the drive in front of our house, and started talking to myself about the decision to commit suicide. The my mother got out of her coffin and decided that she didn't want to do it either. Then I told her that I needed to get a new Ipad since she scratched a death note into the screen.

Deathmatch

Another video game dream. Halo reach this time. It has been strange to me that video game dreams have stepped up their game and gotten alot more interesting and vivid recently. (Also strange because I haven't played Halo reach in almost a year now.)
I was literally a spartan. Not like controlling it or anything, like you normally would in a game, but my body was actually a spartan. But the game was still playing out normally. We were on this strange map that was sort of like a junkyard, with a dingy orange lighting to it.
The game started and I started looking for a way to help a the team. I saw a scorpion tank that nobody seemed to be using. I got in and looked back the direction that I had spawned. A wraith pulled between me and the direction that I had spawned.
I fired and killed it. Then a bunch of enemy players started swarming around my tank with energy swords. They were jumping around, trying to avoid getting shot. I realized that they were going to board my tank, so I bailed out.
When I got out, I took out my own energy sword and got into the fight. (The use of swords (though energy swords) still coincides with swords being a dream sign for me.) Unlike real halo, it took two hits to kill someone with the sword, one to break their shields, and one to finish the job. I can also remember the electric effect of the sheild being very vivid and realistic.
When fighting the first enemy, I broke his shields and killed him with two swift slashes. The second guy hit me from behind, breaking my shields. Our blades crossed and we pushed against one another. Then I killed him.
The final enemy, who was like the leader got in. I hit him and broke his shield, but my sword ran out of charge after the first hit. I tried to melee him again, with the sword hilt. He stabbed me in the chest, and the dream painlessly faded away.

Here are some images for the non-halo players to get an idea of what this looks like.

Scorpion tank



Energy sword



Terraskating

I seriously wonder about classifying this as a minor event. I will.

I was running down this highway, though a city very fast. I was lucid, but my recall was worse than my lucidity, so I couldn't remember how I got lucid. Though I was lucid. I can remember thinking about how cool this was, my sixth lucid dream.
I started to feel like my back was cold and wet. I false-awoke into my room and the window was open and all of this rain and wind was coming and and there was a violent thunderstorm happening outside. Annoyed, I closed the window and went back to "sleep"

I'm not sure what to make of all these dreams. There was a lot of waking up involved last night, and I probably don't have them in the right order. I was on an extremely consistent sleep schedule the last few nights, going to bed just around 9:15. But last night, I didn't make it to bed until 10:00.

I woke up at around 5:00. I had become lucid and immediately woke up. I gasped for breath and my eyes were open immediately. (I always wake up like this, this makes DEILDs impossible for me.)

I decided to try a WILD, though I'm not entirely familiarized with the procedure. I can remember trying three times. The first two times, I snapped out of it because I was drifting to sleep non-lucid. The third time, I drifted off into a non-lucid dream.

The dream was about my technical campus. (I am dual enrolled, at high school and a tech school visual imaging campus.)
Anyways, our instructor was explaining a new assignment that we were getting on Photoshop. We had to draw a planet.
Then he showed us this stunning visual demo of a planet somebody drew. It was a planet made out of technology (think death star surface) but it had an atmosphere glowing bluish-green. The visual zoomed in and we went inside the planet. there were multiple layers of this city-technology, separated by empty space.
I stated that I thought the planet looked a little like Dovia. (This was a planet from a science fiction novel that started writing last year.)
Then, I began drawing my own planet. I decided that I wanted mine to look like Jupiter began drawing this orange planet with a green spot.

I made a host of mistakes here, and I know what they are:

1-Not incubating my dream to the planned beach setting.

2-Not knowing the WILD procedure very well.

3-Not waking myself up enough.

With that in mind, I can try again tonight.

I've started working on Sageous's WILD classes, and read a great wiki about dream incubation, and how it can be used with MILD or WILD to incubate a lucid dream. I'm now using that in conjunction with a mantra and RCs.

I had to chose a location that was specific to my lucid dreams. I decided to use a beach, with palm trees. Because many of my first lucid dreams involved being on a beach, and it was where I first met my dream guide. I also thought that it offered many possibilities for a lucid dream.

My actual dream from last night consisted of me and my friends swimming at some lake. It was not really a tropical or beach setting, but for my first night of attempting dream incubation, it was close enough.
A bunch of friends from my school were there, and we were just sort of hanging around and playing in the water and stuff. It was not particularly interesting, but tonight I have the opportunity to go to bed much earlier.

My recall has been pretty bad, but I can remember that I was in another hunger games type situation where everyone was trying to kill me. What made it different from the hunger games was that we had teams.
The battlefield was a corn field with trees all along it. There was a road though the middle that had a few more trees along the edge.
Everyone on my team had gotten killed, other than me. A bunch of other people were dead, too. I started looking for good weapons, because most of what people had were small knives or hand-crafted spears. Eventually, I found two small war axes and some body armor.
I decided to dual wield the axes, and I was now one of the most powerful people fighting. I remember killing a few more people. Then this black woman who looked like one of my mother's friends came into the arena and told me that she was the mother of one of my teammates, and that she was really mad at me for letting her child get killed so that I could get the axes. She punished me by running over my laptop computer with a golf cart.

Most of these are non lucid dreams that I find boring. Skip to Tuesday night for the good stuff.

Sunday Night

(Pointless desert dream)

The first thing that I remember was stepping out of a small outpost, cobbled together from shanty metal plates, and part of an airplane cabin. All around the outpost was a sea of sand dunes, and at the edge of visibility, jagged mountains.
This girl who was about twelve, with blonde hair and glasses (The smart looking type) goes by me on this tractor-type vehicle with tank treads. Though the back of my head, I get the dream's plot. We're doing some kind of archeology dig in the desert, and I'm helping.
The tank was slow but I had a hard time keeping up. My feet were really heavy. I tried to blame it on the boots that I was wearing. (This is usually what it's like when you're having a nightmare and you want to get away from something.)
When we got over the first sand dune, there was a large army green party tent with a bunch of machinery under it.
For some reason, I got really attached to this rusty old wagon under the tent and started to pull it. The girl on the tractor told me to hurry up and get to the digging site. I asked her If I could ride on the tractor because my shoes were so heavy. She said no.
I managed to make it up the next sand dune, and saw the dig site. It was pretty small. The girl who had arrived before me was working, as well as these two really young boys with short hair. As soon as I was on top of the sand dune, everyone came up to see me. The girl told met that there was a sandstorm coming and that we should get back to the base.
I started to head back, but the girl got worried because she thought the wagon should/shouldn't be left out in the sandstorm. Whatever it was, me and her got into a really pointless and mundane argument that seemed to last forever.
The sandstorm was bearing down on us, and I started to get back to the base. I couldn't see the distant mountains anymore. And it took me a few minutes to make it past the tent again and back to the base. But as soon as the four of us made it back to base, we found out there was nothing there.
I suddenly entered this sort of fake lucid state. I tried to build us a new base. But instead, I build a landing pad and this large kind of helicopter-looking aircraft with four big turbines, two on each side. It was sort of a teal color.

I think this comes from the same dream, but I have no idea how it connects. I was in the desert still, but the sand dunes were a lot smaller now. Plus, there were no mountains in the distance now. And there was an abrupt, straight border with a forest of large pine trees that were all exactly the same height.
The dream characters from before were there, and the girl took this red Frisbee sized plastic ring and spun it around like a coin. Apparently it was some kind of archery challenge because I had a bow and arrow.
When I shot it (and hit it nonetheless) The arrow and ring shot straight up into the sky. Then my quiver came off my back, floated over to the same spot that I hit the ring, and went straight up into the sky.
We started to go looking for the plastic ring and my arrows, and we went into the forest next to the desert. At first, we could not find them, but then this well-camouflaged door opened in the side of one of the trees.
My mom comes out holding the ring and my arrows.
"I believe these are yours. I found them in my yard."

This whole thing doesn't make an ounce of sense!

Monday Night

I was going to a pool party at my old friend's house. I can remember walking to the pool with a couple friends, but it was rather uneventful.
When we got there, this girl that I've never met before got out of the pool and started kissing me and telling me that she loved me. I can remember that she was very overweight and didn't seem to have good hygiene. At first, I sort of let her kiss me and stuff, because I thought it was a joke or something.
Then she started holding me down and I think she was trying to have sex with me or something. (This is about as disturbing as it gets, so if you read this part, you're good.) The dream gets really hazy at this point.

After awhile, I came to my senses. She was still kissing me but we were in a really fancy restaurant with my parents. I told her I had to get going and she seemed a little sad, but was fine with me leaving.

Tuesday Night (Last Night)

A minor event. I can't remember what It was about at all, but I had one. Became lucid and woke up.

Also a WILD experience that I accidentally let myself have. I went though hallucinations and all that stuff. The dream started with these credits, like a movie was starting. I can't remember what they said because the letters were really small and sort of blurry. I can't remember what else happened, but I think that it was a WILD

The final dream for this triple-length entry is by far one of the most surreal and interesting dream experiences that I've had thus far. It was totally worth it to type all of those lousy pointless dreams just so I could get to tell you about this one interesting good one.
I was floating up, holing onto about a dozen balloons. But they were glowing with a hazy gold light. I looked around, and there were thousands of these balloons all around me. They were all drifting up from the middle of this giant bronze gear in the floor of a titanic room. The center of the gear was some kind of aperture that released the balloons.
Some of the balloons were alone, others were in clumps. Another clump floated up next to me, and my english teacher was hanging onto it.
I vividly remember her voice and choice of words almost exactly as she would have done in real life, and she was teaching me about lucid dreaming (of all things) as we drifted upwards holding onto these balloons.