false awakening

I went in and out all night tonight because of the crazy heat. However! I reached my deadline... I got a taste of Lucidity again. It didn't hit me like a brick in the head like the very first one I had, but it still had the "click" to it. However the dreams all leading up to that point weren't all happy. In fact the first one was very much like the one before where my Dad goes nuts. Which I still don't think he is capable of. But I don't care about that right now because I said I would, and I got my lucidity started again in the 3 weeks limit! If I remember how it went before; I kind of tripped the first time, then a couple nights later I got it completely but got so exited that I woke up. Now lets just hope I can prevent that this time. I'll update this later. but I just wanted to give the current news.


I didn't write that one down fully because I was on the wrong page. And I had a hard time keeping awake. But despite the weirdness, I do remember either thinking that I went back in and out of the dream to get answers or I did go in and out. I remember dad coming in and getting a little ticked, but nothing that seemed to hint that it would get bad. Then the rest is gray after that. The most vivid part of it all now was when I was in the car parked in the garage with mom. and we were both talking in what seemed to be in the middle of the night. This was after I saw the ambulances and fire trucks and wondering what the ambulance was here for? It was late at night too. In the car mom told me what happened and when it got to a certain point I fazed out, then I told myself "I need to ask what happened to my brother." then I fazed back in. She told me, but it was hinted. Either way I understood what it meant but it wasn't sinking into my brain all the way. Then I fazed in and out a couple more times and that was it. Basically, Dad did something and it was fatal to my brother. I hope this isn't another fun campaign my brain wants to go on. I'm getting tired of those. When I woke up before the 2nd part of the dream where I fazed in and out, I realized 2 things; 1: I was sleeping on my stomach, and two, I needed to write this down. I failed and knocked out lol.

The next dream had fireworks in it that were going off in the dead of night. And there was a red-ish hue to everything that could be seen outside that dark night as I sat on the pool's step ladder that was placed up against the wall in our back yard. The wall over looks a backlot. I was there looking at the fireworks that were being set off through out the city with my dad and some other guy in a black shirt. The fire works in the distance were just going bonkers, no choreography, or anything just madness. Then a bunch of guys in 2 groups came up in our back lot behind our house as we were looking and they were on both sides of the field and started to run at each other. Then they set off their own fire works and fired them at each other. the flying rockets that looked like little flaming balls of colors and sparks lit up and flew across the field and some even bounced and sparks trailed behind them. They were like those spells in Harry Potter. And both me and my dad both agreed while saying "oh this is smart" sarcastically. As the war of Jubilee just got started in front of us. But a few moments or seconds later the fighting rapidly became worse as more explosions went off and fireworks went flying everywhere. Then as the fighting raged on, suddenly, a field of some sort materialized in the center. It was reddish, orange, and it had Japanese brush-strokes on it. It look ed like it was from Okami. As it grew and began to engulf the field as it spun like a swirling globe I yelled for everyone on my "sane" side of the fence to get inside. And we did just that. We entered our dark house and as I went in and looked through the windows with my back facing (but not touching) the opposite facing wall, I saw that the field was literally up against the wall that we were at just about a few moments before. The field was bright, and it looked like a red sun. It continued to engulf our fence, then it continued on our sheds, then it roared or made some kind of loud continuous sound as it advanced to our house and started to rip it apart (thankfully I couldn't see it). I started to run with everyone else to get the hell out of there, we were driven out into our front yard as it grew behind our house and destroyed it. Everything that it was doing behind our house couldn't be seen, but I knew in a few more moments the entire face of our house would disappear in it too. I woke up again, then I tried to continue to write after I took off my shirt but I K.O.ed again XD.

This next one is the one I obtained some lucidity. But thinking about it now; I think gore maybe a dream sign for me as well. I think this because it has happened more than once now. Rather it is as settle as ambiance in the night, or it's in my face, there is violence in some of the dreams that I have, if not gore. And while it may not be as bad as others here in dream views. The gore is bad enough for me.
There was a little city in my room that was in the middle of a desert. In this city there was a bunch of stuff happening, but I only remember so much of it. There was a cat that was building part of a school in this city. He was a cartoon character, but I don't know who. He was using this weird material that worked like some kind of jello goo. And the cat wanted to use that goo to scare some kids. He was going to stick his fingers and face through it so it would show his profile on the other side. Much like the ghosts moved through the walls in the movie "The Haunting". But 3 strangers came up, one of them being a female, and the cat wound up getting killed and hung in that hallway. And for some reason he had no fingers, just stubs. Before or after the killing the female asked "You know what happens when _____?" (I don't remember).

After that the dream switched somewhere else in the small dusty city. Afro Samurai was outside with bandages wrapped around his waist and on his lower abdomen. He looked worn out and tired. And he explained "I don't want any more blood."

Then the dream switched again to another guy who was leaving the city. But as he was using his car to get out, others were chasing him through the desert. But he lost them behind a very large rock formation. His car was trying to catch up with a jet and he managed to get into the jet by driving into it so hard that it hit the back of the cockpit wall with a large thud after it flew in through the back hatch. They then followed through with their plan to nuke the place.

This is where the dream starts to turn in my favor;
The dream switches from arial view of the place being nuked to my view as I walked around the miniature city, and out of my room to get away from the nuke's little shock wave so I didn't get radiation from it. After closing the door I looked through the crack at the bottom of my door and waited for the dust to block out the sunlight that was shining through. The dust did just as I thought it would. But after that, 2 sets of black dress shoes, formal creased pants that were also black, and black socks appeared behind the door. I got up and walked away from the door. I knew what they were, they were agents from the matrix. Then it clicked, or I think it did. I suddenly couldn't tell if I had woken up and went back in or if I was just making things up because I might have been awake. But either way, I must have something for randomly shooting Kamehameha waves because that was the first thing I did before I jumped into my room and started fighting them. However, the wave did nothing but fire off and disappear silently like a ghost. Everything that we were doing was hard to make out as we were fighting. And it felt so fluent that it was like watching a movie. Was that me or my dream self? I then remember wanting to switch the fight into another style as I was doing a flip from the wall to the ceiling. I then realized that doing so may be dangerous because I felt something. I feared that I may lose control so I switched the fight back and continued. After that I don't know. I think I woke up.

In a nutshell, the entire night, all the way until I had the morning sun shining through my window was nothing but-

First Dream:
Brain: GET UP!!
Me:.... Crap!! Gotta write that!
Brain: no!
Me: But-
Brain: No!
Me: But-
Brain: NO!! GO TO SLEEP!!! BAM!!
Firework Dream:
Brain again:GET UP!!
Me: ... Must...wirte...dream...
Brain: FUCK THAT GO TO SLEEP!! *Head butts*
Actual Sleep:
Brain: GET UP!!
Me: Alright! The sun is out! I got it this time! *grabs pen*
Brain: *PFFT* Yeah right! GO TO SLEEP FUCKA!!. *Hits me with a chair*
Brain:Trolololololololol!
Third Dream:
Me: HEY! Partial lucidity!
Brain:..... I let you have it....NOW GET UP!!