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I had a lucid last night, it might have ranked among my top ten best lucids. Enjoy. :3

I was in the 8th grade hall of my school, having a conversation with a friend about, ironically, lucid dreaming. The dismissal bell had rung; everybody, in colorful clothes, was heading downstairs via the double staircase and to the door beside of it. My friend departed, and I didn't pay attention to where he was going, but by the looks of it, he was going to fall down the stairs.

I was shortly outside, walking on the path to the bus loop that went along the mostly glass side of the school. Somewhere along the way I met another friend, distinguishable from his ethnicity and his green coat. Also, along the way, I became lucid. I continued walking, to prevent myself from getting too excited.

I marveled at how real everything was, everything was so accurate. I took this path every day for two years, and I'm still walking it this year, but I was still very impressed. Even the ditch that had been recently filled in, only this week, was accurate. The only flaws were a giant dollar weed growing next to the filled in ditch, and the lack of chalk paintings beneath my feat.



I was now on the asphalt road to the bus loop. Garbage trucks and other kinds of large trucks parked here. The light dimmed, mist seeped in around the sides of of the building and the surrounding forest. I just went along with it. My initial lucidity is usually followed by some sort of event that seemed to try to knock me back into non lucidity, usually I give in. Not this time.

"He's coming," I heard somebody whisper. Sound's just about right, it always seems to be a DC trying to confront me.

The basket ball court, a way's away, expanded to the size of a football field, and I was on top of it. The mist turned into a dark gray fog. I saw a dash at the fog's edge, chasing somebody.

It was really fast, like a ninja. According the the blur, the attacker was white with blonde hair, and he throws his arms back and leans forward at he runs.

I run around aimlessly, hoping for a sigh of the dream character. While running, I stuck a hand out and barely caught a pen, being thrown like a knife, from hitting another DC on the field. I smirked and said something incoherent, as it was hard to focus. I hadn't come derailed at all from the dream; concentration was just a little rough. I ran in pursuit of the attacker.

At some point, I stumbled, and as I caught my self from the fall, a rather late idea emerged;

I should stabilize the dream!

(Author's note: If you're one of those people who like music while reading about fights, I'd recommend this.)

"Anchor dream," I managed to blurt out. The dream immediately stabilized by at least five times. It had already been realistic; but it was like I was playing a video game, now I was actually there. I noticed after stabilized that my vision was about to black out before. I suppose I caught my fall more ways than one.

A swift force dropped me to the ground and rolled me over, and the attacker was standing on top of me, a short, pointed stick pulled back in his left hand, and a dragon shaped kazoo held less then a foot from my face in his right.

Perfect.

I moved the kazoo aside with a forearm, feeling it's jagged wooden texture, the feelings of the spikes on the dragon kazoo were that of the dull edge of a wooden cube.

The attacker, no older that thirteen, thrust his stick forward, towards my chest. As I intercepted, I noticed from the feeling of his momentum that he was only applying brute force and no technique other than a few fancy stances. Many principles of waking life combat are not present in lucid dreaming, needless to say. But I could name a few.

The dream character I was fighting was fast, but within limit. I kept his arms away from his center so he lacked protection and so he would take longer to recover. I disarmed him from his stick by drawing a circle with his wrist, and I made it burst into flames by setting my hand on fire. I reached out towards him with my flaming hand and he scampered back ten feet, and I stood up.

The dream transitioned to a bedroom, lit by a window. The ceiling was slanted, it was part of the roof. The boy who attacked me was sitting in a corner for reason, and I made him vanish on a whim. I contemplated on flying through the window, wondering if I would fit. The corners of my vision began fading quickly. My single attempt to re-stabilize the dream failed, and I blacked out into the insides of my eyelids, which I opened. I did a reality check using the digital clock on my dresser. I was awake.

But then I fell asleep again, and I can recall some dream about a squad of seven jet fighters that ended sadly with a nuke and them all being incinerated.

So that was cool.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a couple of "friends." One of the friends looked like a person who has attended a lot of the anime events I've gone to IWL. He's white, kind of pale, tall, with jaw-length, brown hair and eyeglasses. This friend was organizing some kind of theatre event. He had gotten me and my other friend to volunteer.

We had first been discussing the details of this event in some bar. The bar hadn't seemed very well-lit, and it also seemed a bit empty. Then we were discussing the details out on some hilltop, out on the driveway of a house in a residential part of town, probably in the kind of early morning.

The theatre friend said, "We'll have a lot to do. We'll barely have time to go home and go to bed at 11 AM, before we have to wake up at 1 PM and do the second show."

As I realized how much work my other friend and I had volunteered for, I saw, probably in my mind's eye, dark grey clouds rolling overhead. I told the theatre friend, "I don't think we can do both shifts. At least my friend can't. We didn't realized we'd be going all the way through 11 AM. And we already signed up to volunteer at another event. Your second show will overlap with that event. At least my friend has to go to this event."

At this point the friend I was defending may have been my brother.

I was now in a small theatre. It was either before or after a show. The theatre was only half lit. The stage didn't have any light on it at all. The area felt like a cafeteria in an elementary school's basement. The walls may have been sea green. The seating area was made up of folding chairs. There were a good amount of people sitting in the chairs. Some people were also milling around in the empty space behind the seating area.

I sat near the back row of seats and near the aisle. So I turned myself around to look at the people milling around in the back area. Most of the people looked pretty normal. But there were a couple of older black women wearing very flashy, dressy outfits. They stood out from everybody else and seemed to demand being treated in a very special way. They each sat in chairs against the very back wall, at some distance from each other.

One of the women wore a turquoise dress and hat. The dress seemed almost to have been made out of a crepe material. The hat had a big, round, kind of floppy brim. My theatre friend immediately came up to the woman and started saying all kinds of nice things to her. But I could tell he was trying to get something out of her. So I telepathically told her to watch out for the man.

We were now watching a movie which was supposed to be Back to the Future. There were a few scenes, kind of randomly put together, which gave the feel that the movie was more about a group of kids working together to create a time machine than anything having to do with Doc Brown or Marty McFly.

One of the scenes showed Amy Irving, like she looked in the Brian DePalma version of Carrie. The view was of the girl's face, framed in a misty circle, looking up toward some kind of blue, moonlight, garden light and singing some kind of rock song. The girl's eyes glowed bright blue or green. I liked the girl's glowing eyes and the rock song a lot.

There were also a couple of scenes, apparently from the future, showing some kind of time travel bridge being built. The scenes were all in some kind of way overexposed, really pixellated video. The coloring was almost black and white. But it was more like the sky was all colored brownish-grey, while all the solid bodies were pure black silhouettes.

The bridge was somehow being built backwards. I watched (maybe through time lapse?), the "tracks" (?) of the bridge being built backwards through a frame of standing columns. It seemed to be in a mountain setting. I then watched a similar process near an ocean shore. This bridge had a sign over it, kind of in an old, Coca-Cola-esque style. It said something like "B-Way Bridge" or "B'Way Bridge."

I then woke up in my room. I stood up and looked down at the floor. Something seemed not quite right about my room. I walked really slow. I could hear my breathing rushing though my head, like I was wearing a space helmet.

Something seemed really weird about my floor, like it was made out of grey-painted concrete, especially where the floor met the wall. I then saw that my table was pushed away, at least 33cm away, from my wall. I thought it was possible that I could have pushed my table away from the wall. But not that far away.

I looked up and noticed that the walls in my room were now painted green. Some of the walls were a dark, pine green, while at least one of the walls was a slightly lighter shade.

I told myself, "Well, obviously I'm dreaming. My walls aren't green in waking life."

I figured since I was dreaming I would try to fly out of my house and out and around my neighborhood, to see what kind of views I could gather. But I must not have been totally lucid. I went flying toward my bedroom "window," which was actually a thick, ornate, wooden wall. This didn't seem to register with my "lucid" mind at all.

I was about to penetrate through the wall when something stopped me. A very polite woman's voice spoke to me through telepathy. It said, "We're sorry, but at this moment we cannot access the outdoor scene you would like to experience. Would you like to have a Gothic lucid dream instead?"

I said, "Oh, well, yeah, okay. That sounds nice." But I didn't want to have a Gothic lucid dream. I just wanted to go outside, into my neighborhood and gather data on the environment. I think I was thinking that I was having an out of body experience as well as a lucid dream, and I really wanted to gather some hard evidence of it. So I was disappointed that I couldn't get out there.

Dream #2

I stood inside a room, looking out to some area like a dock on a river. It was a nice, sunny day. The dock area was all a kind of beige-white concrete. A man was out working in front of two cars. The two cars themselves seemed to be junked. They also seemed to be wrapped up in coppery brown garbage bags, or in adhesive tape with the coppery brown color of VCR cassette tape.

The cars were parked one in front of the other. Either the hood of the front car was open, or else the windshield of the front car was completely missing. A huge object like a leather suitcase, possibly also all wrapped up in tape, was jutting out.

The suitcase-like object was open, revealing the snout and tip of the jaw of what appeared to be a gigantic lizard. Just given the size of the snout and jaw, the head of this creature must have been taking up the entire interior of this car! The jaw had leathery-looking, brown scales all over it.

I was now outside, near the cars, even though I could no longer see the dragon's head. I was with another man, but not the man who had been working outside while I had been inside. That man had been like a dock worker. This man was a wealthy business man. He was really tall and strong. He carried himself well. He wore a nice suit and a clean, beige overcoat.

I came to understand that the dragon had been killed. The cars were used as containers for transporting the dragon's body. Nobody had thought dragons existed. But this dragon had been discovered by accident. Possibly it had emerged from the sea.

Luckily the dragon had been killed before it could kill anybody. But people were (or I was?) worried that there were a lot more of these dragons, and that it wouldn't be so easy to kill them every time they posed a threat.

I told the man that this whole thing seemed to have been foreseen in a science fiction book written by a Russian man. I tried to tell the man the author's name. It was something like Gogol or Sergei. Finally I settled on one of the author's names, possibly his first name, being Selkei.

I saw a view of the book I'd bought (which seemed to have the name Selkei as the second name). The book was paperback. The cover was kind of glossy. There were a lot of swirly, black and white stripes all over the front cover and on the first few pages of the book.

The author was apparently either from the early twentieth century, like from the 1920s, or else his life was so impoverished in the late twentieth century that it was like he lived during the 1920s. But his sci-fi writings had a lot of subversive political content, and a lot of it seeemed to have been really prescient.

The man with me may now have been closer to me. We were still out on the dock -- or out on some shore cliff -- but we stood behind some kind of screen-like display, like a big text display at a museum. The man told me, "You just go into places, like bookstores and libraries, and you seek out these guys, don't you? You don't know who they are. But you know what you're looking for. And you find them.

"But people think, when they see you with all this stuff, that you've stolen it somehow. They don't understand the work you've made to discover it. They just think you've stolen it all.

"This book, for instance --" The man and I turned toward some kind of black, basalt cliffside as the man opened up a wide, short book full of pages that looked like coloring book bages. The pages were all colored in. They had drawings on them reminiscent of Henry Darger. But they were apparently supposed to have been by William Blake.

One drawing showed a little girl, colored pale peach and in a pale yellow dress, against a maroon-colored hillside. The drawing looked kind of crude, and the girl seemed very lonely, especially in the context of a Darger-like drawing such as this.

Two non-lucids I thought were quite funny.

Inside my brain
I'm lost.
The place I'm in is not very well lit. There are tube like things going everywhere and they look sort of organic.
Between them a wooden bridge is spanned.
It is rather shakey, but I'm walking it since I have nowhere else to go.

Then I reach some sort of intersection, a spot with solid ground with bridges leaving into all directions.
There's a man in the middle of it, standing in front of multiple monitors and a ludicrous amount of switches and buttons.
He's wearing a smoking, a top hat and a monocle... classy!

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry, I seem to be lost."
"What? Huh? It's you! You're inside of your brain! What are you doing here."

Seems logical...

"I'm checking on how things are running."
"Ah. I see. I wasn't aware you could do that."
"Well, things are running okay, you're really overusing the processing units at times, but we can manage."
"Uhuh... so... what's this over there?"

I point at the only location of interest. The tubes, which I now think are synapses are all sort of brown.
However in one location, there's a ton of them in vivid red.

"Erm... this part of the brain is dedicated to dirty thoughts sir."
"Ah....... okay..."

Spider
I'm in my bathroom, wanting to take piss when suddenly I spot a rather sizable spider in front of the toilet.
One of those with a fat body and thick hairy legs... ewwww. (I'm sort of arachnophobic)

"Go away!"

The spider clearly lifts its head up and looks at me.

"Nope!"

Huh? Spiders can talk? Well... I guess they can.

"Why? This is my bathroom. Go away!"
"Meh, not feeling it mate. Nice and warm in here, I'm going to stay."

The spider clearly has a British accent.

"Leave or I'll throw you out!"
"Nope. I think I'm gonna jump you."

The spider climbs up the toilet and stands on the closed lid.

"What? ..."
"I will jump you! I'm a superspider, I can jump this far!"

Fuck! I'm getting really scared.
But then memories of fighting with dragonic powers enter my head.
In panic I launch a massive fireball at the spider.

Spiders probably dead alright.
Unfortunately the toilet is missing, and so is most of the wall behind it.
Oops? A stranger outside walks by and looks at the massive hole in the room and scratches his head.

My mom storms into the room.

"What happened?!"
"It was an accident!"
"You accidentally blew a hole into your bathroom?"
"But... there was a spider on the toilet!"

I realize that this excuse makes no sense whatsoever and I'm lost as to how to explain this.

I was on this smallish island in the middle of nowhere. I was on the balkony of this lighthouse on the edge of this island. I was looking at the sea, waiting for the boat I had ordered to pick me up. I saw it in the distance. I also saw some black thing waddling through the water near it. I walked down the stairs of the lighthouse. There again, in the water, I saw the same black ripples. I went to the dock to intersect with the boat captain. The boat was this small motorboat with a couple of seats. At least it had a cockpit. I went with the ship captain to a restaurant on the island. Afterwards, while walking back to the boat, the black ripples were back. I heard a loud roar. I saw the black ripples slowly rise from the water, it was this giant lizard like creature (though I considered it a whale in the dream). It wrapped around the boat, and started dragging it away from the island. This continued at least 500m off the shore at which point the creature snapped the boat in half. Now the captain freaked out. But he yelled in the air and called out a dragon (how random, lol) to help. The dragon flew around, injured the creature. Then he retrieved the boat halves and put them near the dock. The captain told him to go and get it fixed on a nearby island. The creature swam near the dock, stood out of the water, and looked at all of us. The dragon looked at the creature for like 20 seconds, after which he wrapped his body and tail around the boat and totally crumbled it to pieces. The creature looked at us and asked us why the heck we trust a dragon but not him. Clearly the dragon had evil intentions as well. I seemed to feel trusting of the creature now, for some reason. The dragon looked around, hissed, and flew away. The creature just stood in the water.. looking at us. Dream end.

I am with my friend Will, and he's showing me where his family always goes out to eat. It's an ice cream parlour, but before we could get any ice cream, Will's mom said we had to leave because there were dragons. Will and I left nonchalantly, and started walking to their minivan. We turned left around the corner, and began walking. I started looking for the dragon, and I saw one shape that seemed more defined and bony than a bird should be. I told Will to look, and as we stared at the flying creature, it swooped around and began flying towards us. It's skin was the color of gray stone, and it's wings were brown. On it's spine were small jagged spikes, enough for a person to sit comfortably near the neck. It's aura was forest green. As I was inspecting the dragon, I knew that this one was my companion. I had created this dragon as a baby with my own energy, and it had grown up very quick. As we watched it fly away, we walked to the car. I told Will's family that they need not worry about the dragon, it's no threat to us.

Shared Dreaming Attempt - NonConformist's Dream

I am with my friend Will, and he's showing me where his family always goes out to eat. It's an ice cream parlour, but before we could get any ice cream, Will's mom said we had to leave because there were dragons. Will and I left nonchalantly, and started walking to their minivan. We turned left around the corner, and began walking. I started looking for the dragon, and I saw one shape that seemed more defined and bony than a bird should be. I told Will to look, and as we stared at the flying creature, it swooped around and began flying towards us. It's skin was the color of gray stone, and it's wings were brown. On it's spine were small jagged spikes, enough for a person to sit comfortably near the neck. It's aura was forest green. As I was inspecting the dragon, I knew that this one was my companion. I had created this dragon as a baby with my own energy, and it had grown up very quick. As we watched it fly away, we walked to the car. I told Will's family that they need not worry about the dragon, it's no threat to us.

My karate class was having their training at a different location tonight. They said it was gonna be BIG.

We met in an auditorium. There was a giant metal cage in the middle of the room.

I saw that my neighbor was here! I didn't know that she did karate!

I did a reality check, but everything turned out to be normal. I was just in a state of disbelief.

The instructor introduced the metal cage as a fighting and defense scenario. There were mechanical punching arms that would come out of the walls and the person inside the cage would have to block, while trying to escape.

My neighbor was the first to try it out.

She got inside the metal cage and waited for a minute. Waited for something to happen...

One of the mechanical arms came out of the wall and she blocked it immediately. She climbed up the chain-link-fence walls and disappeared.

A minute later, we saw her ziplining down the room from the ceiling! She was like a ninja!

Everyone immediately wanted to try their skills inside the fighting box.

I was just sitting on a bleacher, finding it pretty interesting, but not really caring one way or the other.

I was selected to be the first one to go forth. I tried to pass it up, but I was shoved forcefully inside.

The inside of the box did not look at all like it did from the outside. I felt as if I had been teleported somewhere else.

I was in a house...at the base of a staircase. The house had a strong Victorian style. It was dimly lit, but light poured out from a door that was ajar. I heard people talking.

I heard the faint whispers of plotting coming from the room with the door that stood ajar. And then I heard another voice. A voice that did not come from the room, but perhaps from my own head. It told me to stay away from the walls. And to stay on the staircase for now. Not to continue on.

I heard the floor creaking near me. I stood ready to fight.

A woman came from around the corner and instantly attempted an attack. I kicked her in the face and she was out.

This pattern of random people attacking continued about ten more times until they stopped coming and I decided to climb the stairs.

At the top of the stairs the layout of the house changed dramatically. Instead of continuing to be a house, the layout changed to strange tunnels and theater catwalks. People were still coming at me...but they had changed. They were now harder to fight. Instead of being instantly knocked out when I kicked them, they would just get back up again. Even if I pushed them off of the top of the catwalk.

I used many different styles, but I discovered that my strength was kicking. It had the most power for me.

One woman was really smart though. She looked around sixteen and had brown hair with braids. I had attempted to kick her, but she grabbed my leg, smiled, and twisted me to the ground. I thought I was a goner but I managed to get back on top of her and push her off of the theater catwalk. I watched her fall to her death and she left my mind...

I was fighting off someone else. When I had defeated them I turned around to move on and she was standing directly behind me.

She scared the shit out of me. I knocked her down and just kept running. These people weren't dying anymore!!!

I ran to the last section of the house. It was in a cave-like tunnel. There were four girls. Each of them were strong in their own ways, as I figured out.

"I am Katya. And I am a telepathic," she announced to me. She looked sly and motioned for me to come at her. I was planning to hit her with a sidekick.

"Sidekick," Katya assured before I had attacked, and defended herself appropriately.

I wasn't sure how to attack her. I thought that I should attack her with one style, and then instantly switch to a different kick right before, so that she has little time to prepare. Of course, even thinking about it would be futile.

All four of the girls attacked, and all of the people that I had not finished off in the last room, and I was completely lost.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" I yelled, "How am I even supposed to defend myself?"

"You're doing it wrong," Katya explained, "this is harder. You must now kill, not defend. You can't play offense when you are obsessed with defense."

"And what better to kill with, than a sword?" Katya hinted. When I thought about how I didn't have a sword, she whispered, "This is no longer reality. You can imagine what you please."

I envisioned a sword. A powerful one, that would respond to me.

The base of the sword was blue and white. The blade of the sword was white, but almost translucent. It had beautiful jagged edges. It was perfect for me.

I fought deftly now. And when I proved myself, the girls and I fought against a giant dragon. With determination and power, we obliterated it.

It all began with a prelude. These alien invaders from another planet who were way more advanced than us, had taken over a flying ship of ours and placed it in their mother ship. Now, the humans had no idea that they had been captured, so the aliens had to be sneaky. I'm in a secret room with 4 or 5 different people, all of them important in one way or another. We are inspecting this giant gold monolith that has been there for ages. It was emitting a faint aura around it, and humming. Me and 2 others decided to go out and investigate, while 3 people stayed behind. Somehow, we ended up in a forest, but it was extremely foggy. We all had a bad feeling and soon the other 2 guys were picked off. With them gone, I decided to run back, to see what else was happening. In the secret room, one man had been stabbed, and another was taking cover. The monolith was freaking out, changing colors rapidly and vibrating, so I touched it. When I did, it collapsed into one piece, melded into the floor, and a door opened. I entered, and now I was in the alien ship. It looked a lot like Halo 3, and there were some humans there as well, although it seemed they were there against their will. I scouted for an exit, and I saw a teleporting device straight ahead. I dashed to it, and when I jumped on it, I was catapulted over to another platform, this one just on the coastline. As I flew over, I could see that a full out war was taking place, this area obviously overrun with aliens. Then it turned into a video game, about who could run through the alien lines the farthest. A minimap appeared and also an upgrade screen. There were a few different types of enemies. There were small ones disguised as humans; there were giant plasma shooting aliens, seeker aliens, and several others. I ran in about 500m, dodging and weaving enemies, when I realized I could shoot back. I got an upgrade point, and decided to use it on the minimap.
"Why is it so difficult to see?" Asked a mysterious voice.
"It's the fog of war." I replied confidently, focusing more on my game
"Fair enough," it replied.
I was running back now, and I was asked by Edward how far I was.
"Not far at all." I said.
"I'm about 1000 meters out, but I'll wait for you until you get here."
This is the part where I woke up.
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I woke up into a lucid dream. Mr. Bean, Edward and I were in this area that resembled Medieval Rome. We were walking along, talking, and I'm not sure that they knew I was lucid. I told Mr. Bean about using the 5 senses to keep you lucid longer, and it seemed to me that he knew exactly what I was talking about. We walked a bit further, and I rubbed my hands together for better clarity. When I did, it was almost as if it got really bright, and then vividly clear. Either way, we stopped at this place near the water, and I remembered that I wanted to create my companion. Mr. Bean and I sat down, while Edward was up searching for something. I closed my eyes, and concentrated on my companion. A dragon. I had not given it too much thought, and that's why I made it a baby dragon. I opened my eyes, but it took a second for the dream to come back. I warned the 2 about the fact that the dream may collapse. My dragon appeared in front of me, curled up into a ball. I picked it up, snuggled it against my chest, and telepathically spoke to it.
"Your mine."
After I said these words, the dragon tingled a bit, like when you get goosebumps, and pushed it's claws gently into my upper right shoulder, like a cat would. I then remembered that I had wanted to fight my pet, so I summoned a sword. I wanted a Katana and a parrying dagger. When I opened my eyes, there was a barrel, but with nothing in it. I focused again, but this time it was a flimsy piece of metal that wobbled around. As me and the dragon faced off, an ambush struck. They were Arabian mercenaries, who had come to kill us. I still swung at my dragon, but nothing happened. So I ran around this square building to my right, attempting to flank the attackers. Ed was supposedly and apprentice witch(Wizard), and Mr. Bean was his master. But secretly, Mr. Bean doesn't want to teach Ed, because the road to the Archmagi is fraught with danger. Anyways, as I ran around, I saw a guy with a sling, and to shoot rocks at the others. I roared a battle cry as I ran toward him, distracting him. I swung at him, hitting him in the right shoulder, then the left shoulder. I missed the next swing and then hit in on the left side of his torso. My blade legitimately sucked ass; it was like a piece of sheet metal. The merc, wounded, decided to run. I said
"Eh, what the hell, it's my first battle."
So I chased after him. I rubbed my palms together, but it didn't clear up quite as much as I had wanted. I ran my hand against a wall as I was running, and the scene instantly became crystal clear. I chased him for a while, a few times getting close, but never stopping him. I heard him yell,
"We've never had this much trouble with an easy fight before! Maybe a medium fight, but not this!"
He then was cut off by the others. Now the others were an adventuring party, and we were in a place that more resembled Stormwind from WoW. My dragon was gone but I knew it would be back. We talked for a little while, before I ended the dream.


3 others and myself were walking around in an abandoned city. It turned into Gears of War, but with gigantic bosses; such as the Broodmothers, and a 50ft tall mutant spider. My gun interface was exactly like Red Dead, so another and myself decided to suicide bomb while the other 2 escaped. I got there a little later than the other guy, and he had stirred up some major trouble. I whipped out gun after gun, one of them was an AA12 auto shotgun. I saw a piece of pie in inventory that Ed gave me, and decided to eat it now. I had no dynamite, which confused me. Then, the scene changed dramatically to a period way back in time, about the 1600's. A scientist was talking to a wealthy man about his new discovery. He used Magnesium Sulfate and something else, to make a concoction that exploded.
(I searched Magnesium Sulfate the next day, and to my surprise, it WAS actually used in primitive explosives. I had no previous knowledge of this. )

a long long epic of a dream scattered into fragments as i woke.

i am in another world, no not really... like another dimension of our world. like a narnia but less fantastic.

i follow a group of like 5 people i know, including heather and my mom.

near the end of it, we enter this house. its a shitty apartment of two old folks, grandparent types. think florida retirees. but their house is all batty, literally they love bats and spiderwebs and soft goth decor. they show us pictures in an album of something, not their children or whatever like normal.

i look at the pictures and hold the pages up. me and heather start tearing off the pictures like stickers. we tear off the borders like stickers too. we look at the lady and realize by doing this, we tore her apart and now she is very very thin and we see now she is made of photographs like a photo mosaic:



for whatever reason we are being detectives, looking for something, trying to find these people guilty. we can't though, so we just make friends with them. when its time to leave, i immediately fear the outside. previously in the dream, it feels like, i encountered something spooky out there and now wanted protection from the door of the house to the car.

i don't want my mom for protection so i ask the old lady. she doesn't want to really because she is so thin and worn because we took her photos. she agrees anyway and i take her hand. as we open the door, she says dont let the dog out. well, i do anyway on accident.

the dog, made of photographs like her, runs out and into the fields surrounding the house. i don't really care and just go to the car alone, brave enough. while walking toward the car, the sky flashes lightning and i speed up and hop in.

scene note: i want to describe the scene for memory's sake and future reference for myself.

outside the house, there is a dirt patch leading to a shitty garage/shed next to it, attached almost. then about 200 feet of yard area/field. our car is parked at the edge of this, almost in the woods surrounding the house. the house is in a weird center of this giant forest. the trees are mostly dead looking creepy ones, a few coniferous here and there stretching up into the sky. its dark out and all very scary.

in the car, heather in the back seat, my mom driving and someone else in front of me. there is a bee on this persons shoulder and i freak out. the bee isn't black and yellow though, its grey and black. he rolls down the window and it flies out.

driving along, i look out and see a dragon. i keep telling heather to look. at first it was just a big white bird that i thought looked cool flying, but as i noticed/put my attention on it more, it "became" a dragon (looked the same, my mind just labeled it different). there were two kids flying on it and heather said it was Falcor (neverending story). my dreammind reminisced flying on a dragon.

we drive to this room somehow, or maybe we are just there, or maybe i forgot a lot. but we are in this giant room like the room of hidden things in harry potter. there was so much junk in it, ceiling to floor.

we play around for awhile and then i get 3rd person POV. we are not who we think we are! we are now players from guild wars, we are all in a dungeon (looks the same though). we beat up some bad dragon and hundreds of chests fall from the ceiling and onto the platform where we are. the characters all rush around (i have my own but am "watching", not actively participating and have no control) to get all the chests. theres a cut scene and it shows a final giant dungeonmaster boss ultimate chest fall from the mouth of a dragon.

one lady rushes over to it and gets it. it transforms into a changing station, she goes in and comes out with the best armor ever ever ever. i've never seen it, but it looks pretty elegant.

back to me, heather, my mom, and the last party member. we are in the room and i jump from the platform and fall to the ground. i look up at a godfigure who isn't there physically and smile. "its over isn't it", "yep".

scene switch to me walking on a narrow newly paved road with nothing anywhere else around me except a "longboarding bar" where people take a break from boarding. this is the heaven of longboarders, a place of only new pavement and a snack shop. i am waiting for something.

jack comes with his car/longboard (huh) and is telling me how to exit this world. i have to do a slide into the portal at the end of this long stretch of pavement. ok! i get awesome speed going down the godperfect hill and slide into it, transitioning into waking life! i wake up!

I attempted a WILD at 3 last night, but I fell asleep Luckily, I still had a lucid!

I was walking down a crowded dirt street towards a HUGE castle.

I have been practicing All Day Awareness lately and decided to just stop and go through all my senses. I could hear people walking everywhere around. My body felt normal. Then I looked around and realized I was in a very unusual setting.

I did a reality check and realized I was dreaming! It looked like I was in a medieval town, right on the outskirts of a HUGE castle. I saw someone nearby riding a horse. I ran towards it, jumped up and kicked the rider off. I hoped on the horse, and started to fly gallop.

I headed straight towards the top of the castle and wanted to see the king. I went right through the window with colored glass shattering all around me. The king was sitting at his chair looking astonished.
"How dare you enter my castle!"
I willed him to calm down, and suddenly he looked confused and smiled at me.

"I would like a high quality dragon, that I could fly whenever I wish." I told him.

"And what will you give me?" he said

"How about this?" I pulled out my cell phone in my pocket and handed it to him. "You can call anyone in the world in an instant."

"This...is....magical. I will get your dragon right away."

He handed me a small dragon statue in a glass bottle. The dragon was green, and he told me it could breath out ice.

"Just break the bottle whenever you want the dragon to come alive." he told me.

I grabbed my horse and flew to a mountain outside of the village. On the top of the mountain I broke the bottle. The dragon came to life and expanded to a great size. I climbed up his tail to his back. His scales felt rough, like bark. The dragon soared off the mountain into the sky. I told him to take me wherever he wanted.

He dove straight down and an ocean was approaching fast. Right when we touched the water I slammed open my eyes in real life, and woke up .

I was a wizard in Runescape. I had a blue robe on, wielding an air staff, and I also had a dragon dagger. I had just uncovered a teleportation spell that sent me close to home. It cost 10 water runes and 5 earth runes. Bri said she had already taken a picture of the surrounding area. Then I joined about 6 other people. We were going to do a quest, the name was Desert Treasure. We had to go wayy uo into the mountains to get a frost gem. As we went up into the mountain, we stopped at a gate. There was a man sitting there, as if it was a toll booth. We looked past the gate, and there were giant wolves prowling around. The man was talking to some others, and I mentioned to James, "You see those wolves?? They're level 125!" I guess someone pissed the man off, and he took up arms. I had a poisoned dragon scimitar, and a poisoned dragon dagger. The battle raged for a while, going back and forth. When the wolves died, they turned into people, and started battling with swords. I don't know what it is about me and swords, but every time I use them, I had to bend them back into place; they're always extremely flimsy. I was getting better at sword fighting, and as I looked around, there was a black paladin fighting others. He got pummeled and flew into the upstairs of an abandoned house. I chased after him, as he shouldn't have been there to begin with. As I searched, I heard a shower turn on, so I ran to the bathroom. The man was cleaning himself!! I threw him out of the shower and picked him up.

"Who are you?!" I yelled at his face. He told me that he was a robot from the future, who had come to collect something after the battle. Obviously, the battle hadn't ended yet, and he needed to hide. There was more to his story, but I was fed up with him, and I jumped out, leaving him. Earlier in the battle, I was using my staff and casting spells, but now, I only had teleportation spells, so that was useless. There was one main man that I was battling, and there were only about 4 of us scattered about fighting. I knew I would see that man again, as he disappeared. I had dropped my scimitar, and was using my dagger until the end. The setting had now changed to a playground, and I was asking and searching aloud, "Where is my dragon scimitar?" By the end, the two blades had become yellow with some sort of bodily fluid from them. I gave up the search quickly, and I noticed that a lot more people had arrived. More like popped up. I walked toward the group, and stood in the middle of it. As I did, the dream collapsed, but the people remained.

I heard someone yell, "Oh no! We lost clarity. Quick! Dreamer! Visualize the scene again!" And I did, as I didn't want to wake up. That queue instantly made me lucid. It took a few seconds, and I was doubtful, but it reappeared and I was content. Now, there were a lot a lot more people around. This time sitting or propped up against walls. I walked in between 2 buildings, and decided that I wanted to gly. I jumped to the height of the building(It was about 10 feet up) and something up there had caught my eye. I jumped again, this time higher, and.. Yes, it was! There were little kids sitting on top of the building. I told someone at the foot of the building about it, and asked them why, but they gave me a vague answer. I think that they had to escape themselves. I jumped onto the roof of the building, and I looked to my left. A small Japanese girl was staring at me. I asked her why she was up here ,but she simply stared. I noticed how the sky was oddly colored, and walked out to the front edge of the building. I wanted to increase my clarity, so I focused on my hand. I didn't do it at first though, because when I did, the space around my hand seemed to warp in a cool way. I did gain more lucidity and clarity after another try though. I looked up into the sky, and remembered what AL3ZAY had said.

"Pick a space, somewhere within the billions of miles in the Cosmos, and create a spherical piece of land just for you and invited guests." An inner voice told me that it was not yet time for this, so I moved on. I jumped off the roof. I still wanted to fly, and there was a huge auditorium right there, about 25 feet tall. I made it to the roof of that, but still no floating effect. I landed, and looked to my left to see a big group of black people fist fighting. I wanted to work on my hand to hand skills, so I ran over there. I got there, and immediately punched one guy right in his nose. I turned to my right, and evaded a punch. I countered with a left hook. Behind me, a man was shouting a battle cry and running towards me. I jumped and 180 kicked him in the chest. The fight stopped, and the people moved back to form 2 parallel lines.s The 'leaders' were talking back and forth about me, saying that it was uneven now. As I walked down the line, a black girl held out her hand. I took it, and the dream ended.

I've averaged about 5 hours of sleep the past few weeks which is obviously not very good for lucid dreaming, and I kind of stopped trying because it felt like a hopeless endeavor until I have more time.
I still occasionally try to WILD during naps, which works sometimes, but nap dreams are always quite short.
This is the first day where I could sleep for as long as I wanted in a long time.
I went to bed wishing for a nice lucid.

1. I'm at Uni. Someone tells me that they have seen wolves around here at night.
   They suggest that I close my windows at night because apparently wolves come and kill you in your sleep if you leave them open.
   I don't really believe any of it though.
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2. I wake up in my bed and I am startled by a bright wolf right next to me.
   I check my windows. Yep, they're open, but why? I never leave them open.
   I quickly notice that the wolf isn't hostile at all, in fact he looks kind of cute.
   I pet him and he's clearly enjoying it...
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3. Dancing with the wolves
   I wake up again. Well, that's not right, how can I wake up twice in a row?
   Oh. I'm dreaming, of course! How exciting! It's been some time since my last DILD.
   I immediately start contemplating doing all kinds of things when I notice that the dream is about to fall apart.
   I feel the buzzing vibrations all over my skin and my vision is fading to black. Shit!
   
   My first reflex is to spin wildly, even though I usually try to DEILD in these situations.
   Lucky for me, the spinning stabilizes the dream and the vibrations stop.
   That was close. I try to remain calm and take a walk in my apartment trying to get my emotions under control.
   I end up next to my bathroom and I hear someone singing in my bathroom.
   
   It's a female voice humming a melody. I can also hear water drops.
   Is someone in my bathtub? I walk inside my bathroom and I find Olivia Wilde in my bathtub.
   This is a huge surprise. Fortunately I've calmed down and I'm able to control myself and keep the dream stable.
   She's wearing clothes in the bathtub for some reason. Blue jeans and a grey shirt.
   
   
   "Why don't you join me?"
   
   The bathtub is wider than in waking life, there's easily enough place for the both of us.
   Why not? I enter the bathtub. The water feels nice and warm.
   
   
   "So, what is Olivia Wilde doing in my bathtub?"
   "Why don't you ask your subconscious?"
   
   Clearly a reference to this dream: Experimenting with Dream Control - Creating Worlds & Meeting Olivia Wilde
   
   
   "Am I not technically asking my subconscious already?"
   "Haha, you're good."
   
   I wonder where this is going.
   Suddenly Olivia imitates the howling of a wolf.
   
   
   "Okay?"
   "I want to run. I want to run aimlessly through the forest and enjoy this wonderful night."
   "Will you come with me?"
   "Sure"
   
   She stares deeply into my eyes.
   I can see the reflection in her eyes changing, it looks very interesting and she has very beautiful eyes.
   Suddenly I can feel the air brushing over my skin.
   We're outside now, in front of a forest I do not know.
   I understand that she just teleported the both of us here.
   
   It's the middle of the night, but everything is lit rather well by the full moon, which is bigger than usual.
   The lighting gives everything a rather mysterious but beautiful look.
   
   
   "Let's run!"
   
   Olivia turns into a big wolf right in front of me.
   
   
   It's bigger than a wolf in waking life, but that doesn't prevent it from looking absolutely adorable.
   She howls again, very loudly.
   Then she takes off into the forest. After a few meters she stops and looks at me.
   She's waiting for me.
   
   I feel like I'm supposed to turn into a wolf, and even though I know that I suck horribly at transforming into other beings, I give it a try.
   And oddly enough, it works perfectly.
   As soon as I have transformed myself into a white wolf, I can feel the urge to run through the forest.
   I howl loudly before entering the forest, and Olivia mimics it.
   
   We're running through the forest as fast as we can. We're ridiculously fast, I'm guessing that we're going about 100km/h.
   It's quite hard navigating the forest at these speeds, but oh my god, it feels SO GOOD.
   I can feel every single hair in my fur moving with the wind and I can see so clearly in the dark with my wolves eyes.
   This must be what WakingNomad feels like all the time.
   It's such a wonderful feeling to experience the world as a different being.
   
   We stop on a high hill where we can overlook the whole forest and we howl into the night.
   
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4. Dragon at Stonehenge
   I open my eyes and quickly realize that I am waking up.
   I try to avoid moving in order to DEILD.
   Even though I have moved a bit, I'm still confident that I can enter a dream.
   I feel a sort of "click", like something has changed.
   For some reason I look to my left, even though there's nothing of interest there in my room in waking life.
   
   Olivia is lying right in front of me, our bodies are nearly touching.
   This startles me, I totally wasn't expecting this and my vision instantly blacks out.
   
   But then I feel myself falling and I hit the ground.
   I'm in the middle of the city.
   I get up and notice that everyone is looking at me.
   Right, I'm wearing nothing but shorts.
   
   
   "Move along."
   
   Everyone starts going back to their normal business.
   Haha, DCs are so easy to manipulate.
   I summon my dragon wings and take off into the sky.
   I pick a direction and fly towards is as fast as I can just a few meters over the ground.
   
   
   "Faster, FASTER!!!"
   
   I can feel the shock of breaking the sound barrier, and suddenly everything feels sort of calm.
   Except for the pressure on my skin which becomes greater the faster I go.
   I'm not really sure what I'm doing, but this feels great.
   I haven't flown for too long, I missed it.
   
   Mid-flight I decide I want to teleport to Teraluna.
   But I can't summon my phoenix wings whilst I have my dragon wings out... or something?
   I simply unsummon my dragon wings and then attempt to teleport which works.
   
   SHIT! I'm still going just as fast as before.
   My feat touch the ground and I try to break as hard as I can by quickly spreading my wings again.
   I'm sliding over Yuya's terrace at abnormal speeds, and I manage to stop just centimeters before hitting something.
   
   
   "Quite a dramatic entrance, I'll give you that."
   "Yuya!"
   
   I give her a big hug.
   
   
   "You're in a good mood!"
   "Of course I am!"
   
   I notice I still have my dragon wings out.
   
   
   "I will turn into a dragon!"
   "Okay?"
   "I turned into a wolf before, I can do it!"
   "Of course you can. Hey, let's go fly together!"
   
   Yuya opens a portal hovering over the ground.
   We both jump in. I come out on the other side transformed into a dragon.
   This is earth! We're just above the clouds.
   Yuya comes out of the portal, she has many watery wings, they look beautiful.
   We both dive through the clouds, flying straight down to catch speed and break off the free fall just before hitting the ground.
   We fly over open fields and I occasionally roar deeply to make it known that a dragon is flying in the skies.
   
   We slow down when I see a familiar object.
   
   
   Stonehenge! I don't think I've ever been here before.
   We land on one of the pillars, there doesn't seem to be anyone else here.
   For some reason I have to think of WakingNomad. I remember reading that he's been here a few times.
   It feels appropriate to let him know that I was here, so I roar as loudly as I can up into the sky.
   
   I put so much pressure into roaring that I am accidentally spitting quite a bit of fire.
   The sound is deep and so loud it causes the ground to vibrate.
   As I stop I see that flames are still travelling towards the clouds.
   I think I overdid it "a bit".
   I look at Yuya.
   
   
   "Oops?"
   
   We both start laughing and I loose my transformation and fall off the pillar to the ground back in human form.
   Yuya drops to the ground right next to me, she probably lost her balance as well.
   We keep laughing like little children. Life is good.

I apologize if I wrote this in a bit of a confusing way.

There was a competition held by an evil spider lady who loved to kill people. Me, Kenneth and vin were on a team vs a group of girls. She forced us to do meaningless things and if we argued we would be killed. The person actually doing the event was like a gameshow host/announcer. We had to jump into a pool and grab the sponge/die with the right number on it for the question. It was soon 2 to 2, but we knew we are all going to be killed no matter who won the contest.

I remember that earlier on I was in a room with a huge slide-like thing with huge pearls going down it. The lady and I were at the top. It's like she was training me to be like her. There was a screen at the top. She asked me what my favorite animal at the circus was. I replied lion. She pressed something on the screen and a lion came into view and started attacking the people on the screen. It was only like an animation, but it represented what was really happening somewhere in her huge building. She was telling me how to work the machine. I was begging her to stop but she wouldn't listen. After that, she made me work for her. My job was to collect the pearls that didn't have numbers on them. While working I tried to rebel and attack her but she got mad. I can't remember what happened, but then it skipped to the competition.


New dream, I think this one was before the whole evil lady dream. I was in the huge decrepit mansion. The place was made of only wood. Soon these pink-skinned dragonlike creatures broke through the ceiling and began to attack everyone and crush everything around it. People were screaming and running. I looked for an exit. There was a girl on a sort of loft-like platform with a ladder leading up to it. She told me this was the only safe way out. I started to climb up but there was a huge spider on the ladder. I freaked out (I hate spiders) and the girl was getting impatient. I could still here the crashing of wood inside.

I also remember being in my moms car while she was driving over a steep hill. So steep that it was almost a 90 degree angle to the ground. At the top we could see an ad on a bilboard for six flags. It said that you can buy their commercials on a DVD for ten dollars. "why go to six flags when you can experience it from your own home?" I asked my mom why they were selling commercials on a DVD.

This dream starts off with me running up some steps. I feel as if I'm escaping from something, and that becomes true as I'm tackled from behind by some person. Because I fall on my belly, I can't tell who it is that attacked me. I struggle for a bit in an attempt to get away, but I'm hit in the back of the head and I black out. The next time I'm awake, I'm on my back on a gurney and all my clothes are gone. I look around the room. It looks like the inside of a morgue, but has the feeling of a hospital room due to all the machinery and chemicals. When I look down at my arms, I see that I have a couple of these machines hooked up to me, and that one is pumping a thick black liquid into one arm, and the other is pumping a strangely orange looking fluid into the other arm. I can feel the two liquids burn where they enter and as they spread, but I'm too lethargic to do anything about it. When I look to my right side I see a man with long, dark hair in a similar position as me. However, his liquids look a different color and he seems a lot more like he was enjoying the situation. He's awake, and when he notices me looking at him he begins to scream in a very lunatic matter, "Awake! Awake! Awake!"

Two scientists quickly run into the room at his loud screeching, one to my bed and one to his. They both pick up a syringe filled with a radiant green liquid and insert the needle up the insides of our arms. While he accepts it very calmly and drifts into unconsciousness, I panic because of the severe pain it causes and begin screaming myself. It's a short lived one as I quickly black out as well.

This time when I awake, I'm sitting in an auditorium with a group of my classmates. Our principal is walking around the room speaking about something, and then she begins pointing out people to come join her. I end up being one of the six chosen. At first I'm confused as to what's going on, but suddenly I get the urge to want to please someone's wishes and a smile comes across my face and the faces of the other five chosen. One by one we begin demonstrating our powers. When my turn arrives, I begin shifting into a few animals and pick my true display of power to be a medium-sized dragon and kill and devour the first row of students. I can sense that it bodes very well with whoever my masters are. The rest of the students chosen with me show their equally ferocious powers, and then our principal walks back downstage and begins pointing out students once more. These seem more terrified than us, and I realize that I was once in their position. In the earlier part of my dream, I had been chosen to become a weapon and had been escaping from it. However, the fact no longer applied to me, so I stood passively on the stage with my fellow beings and watched as the chosen students were taken out of the room.

As for the rest left behind, we six were allowed to do whatever we wanted. The result was gore and utter chaos and destruction. As we're killing the last of the ones left behind, I wake up from my dream.

I don't remember where this dream started, I can only remember an extremely memorable part, and a related part afterwards. I was on this dock that was coming up out of the ocean, it stood about 30 feet above the water. There was this chinese-style serpent dragon that opened its mouth and bit down on me. I recall it having a pink body with green horns. When it closed its mouth around me, it was like I was riding inside of him, I could see out of him because he was transparent.. He rocketed up into the sky off of the dock and then dove down into the ocean. I could feel my stomach dropping as we fell. He then launched back out into the air and we fell again. We did this several times. I had concluded that this was a "ride" like at a carnival or something. Later in my dream, I told my mom that I had gone on the craziest ride inside of a dragons mouth, she didn't believe me lol.