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I had a hard time getting up this morning. I can't remember this dream very well but it was a lucid.

Me and my supposed guide were sitting together. We were in a small stucco house, like one you would expect to see in Egypt or the middle east. We sat at a small wooden table by a window. Out the window, there were several more stucco buildings followed by a mountain range off in the distance.
Man, I would give anything to remember what she was telling me about. I can remember it being some really profound advice about my life. I woke up after we had talked for awhile.

Edited: Learn about my dream guide by visiting my "Ramblings" entry.

Dream - Lucid

I was sitting on a small sand cliff with a guy, I'm pretty sure it was my guide actually, overlooking a beach. It was a bright, sunny, perfect day, and we were sitting and watching my brother and his friends play in the ocean. The beach was beautiful, and, besides all of us, seemed deserted. We talked for awhile, and I was wanting to get in the water. I then thought that we hadn't put any sunscreen on; not me, my guide, or my brother and his friends. I mentioned this to my guide, saying we hadn't put sunscreen on, and it was such a bright day we were sure to get burned. The tide then must have been coming in, because it lapped up to where we were, and some of the sand we were sitting on became unstable. We got up to go get sunscreen, and I noticed my guide's upper right arm had fresh, white gauze wrapped around it, and had blood coming through it...dark red, fresh blood. I was mortified, because I had no idea he was hurt. I frantically told him I was sorry, and I had had no idea, otherwise we would have gotten help sooner.

Throughout all this, I know he also talked, but I can't remember anything that he said. Hell, I can barely even remember what I said XD.

Anyway, then, I was at my house and my mom asking me what was wrong with my arm. I told her it was nothing. I then looked at it in the mirror and really noticed it; I had red scratches and a rash on and close to my shoulder. I had no idea where it all came from. I then turned around in the mirror, and looked at my back and arms. I was in my underwear or a swimsuit. I thought my arms looked huge.

I was then standing by a door, and one of my friends, a girl, asked me if I wanted to spar. I said sure. She then threw me this huge pole with a sphere attached to both ends. Apparently, sparring in this dream isn't what I thought it was. I had thought we were going to fence or something like that, but this was supposed to be "female" sparring, where they use poles. But I was apparently the only one using a pole; everyone else had different things they were doing.

Well, they had all thought I had done it before, I guess we had a miscommunication there because I never claimed that, but I never had. We walked through the door into a room to do the sparring, and everyone started getting ready and taking their places, but I just threw my pole to someone else and told them to do it, and that I had never done that before. The girl I threw it to, I think an Asian girl, seemed surprised, and said she thought I had done it before. I told her no, I hadn't.

I also remember something about seeing one of my stones, my piece of raw blue lace agate to be exact, being on the ground. I was worried about it for some reason.

I dreamed more than this last night (I'm actually surprised I remember this much), but I went to bed WAAAY late (2am is way too late for me to be going to bed...my usual bedtime is between 10pm-11pm) because I was out having a few drinks with a friend to celebrate my new job . I'd say that's a good reason to sacrifice some sleep.

Night of October 2nd 2012

G. The Dream Guide
LUCID
I am in **** city when I gain lucidity. I drop to the floor and lick the red, sandy bricks. I touch every surface around me and scream out "INCREASE LUCIDITY!" I am on the bridge that connects the malls to the train station when I see G, the friendly school janitor. I say "Hi", but then I have an inkling and I ask "G., are you my dream guide?" to which he responds "Yes." We laugh and embrace.

I remember that I told my friend I'd meet him in dream-Hawaii tonight, so I go about trying to get there. I try willing myself there, but, as usual, closing my eyes is a big mistake - I can hardly pry them open again. I decide instead to fly to Hawaii so I go to the south side of the bridge then fly out across vacant land and railway tracks. I almost lose the dream and I think that I can feel my waking-mouth, but then I imagine the dream back to life. Behind the railway track are some billboard advertisements. I read one; something to do with "ROERS." I fly out over the yellow bank of a hazily impressionistic river which I think I can manipulate with my mind into a Hawaiian beach, but then I WAKE.

Hearts for Hearts
NON-LUCID
I am imprisoned in a female camp with a malicious leader. Inside the bunker with us is a cage which is quite large. Inside it is a large creature, a big cat probably. There is also another person inside, a small black lump, who I believe we (that is, a friend and myself) tried to save. Currently, we're lying in bed talking about some subversive plan or another. The leader catches us whispering and asks us what we were talking about. My friend blurts out "What we're going to wear," as I say "What there'll be to eat." There is obviously some function going on soon. This sunken bunker is coloured in red hues.

We are sent out to the factory where they are harvesting hearts from creatures (humans?) so premature that they look like red tomatoes. I am reminded of the philosophical question of infanticide. There are rows of them, little 10cm high Roma tomatoes with little 4cm hearts glowing in the centre. I place two of these babies in my back pockets and shimmy past the row of people which lines the shelf. I WAKE.

Last night I had quite a few dreams, but my recall has been lacking lately and I remember the main themes of two of the dreams.

In the first scene, I was visiting my friend Marykate and her mother Wendy in a trailer home of theirs. In the dream it had been about seven to ten years since I had last seen them. It was a very pleasant visit. After a while I began to wonder where Marykates younger brother Kyle was. In real life he's currently in elementry school, we used to be somewhat close in a psuedo older brother type way when I was over at their house a lot- and I wanted to say hello. I asked them both what Kyle had been up to, to try to gain some information about where he was at. Marykate didn't say anything, and her mother's face went dull. Wendy leaned in a little closer and said, "You haven't heard what happened?"...
"What do you mean?" I asked, and became a bit conserned. They both paused, and Marykates expression became very strained. "He died, Zech." She said, and began to cry. Wendy chimed in, "He had an accedent on a nature trip, he got attacked by an animal."
"Oh my gosh..." I gasped... I couldn't believe it. It was so horrible, I sat closer to them and began to tear up myself. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know." I added. It was a terrible moment in the dream, but my dream turned it around thankfully. Wendy then flipped a swhich in emotion and said, he's in the other room- we were just messing around. (Now, in the dream they weren't at first. But the dream made a swhich, that meant they were all along.)
"No fucking way you guys just made me think Kyle was dead. You guys are dick wads, major ones." I said relieved and pissed at the same time. An older version of Kyle then walked in the room and said Hey. I got up and hugged him and said Hey man, what's up- thank goodness. He said, "Yeah, they're assholes." and sat down with us. That was as much as I remember from that dream.

The next dream I became lucid in some random place, walking down a suburban sidewalk. I remembered that I wanted to find out how well I could actually 'Hear' in dreams. Because I usually remember conversations and people talking, but I don't remember the voices or hearing their words after I wake up. So I yelled "HEY!... I'M DREAMING!" I could hear it loud an clear, it was pretty awesome. It made the dream more life-like. I began to float around checking things out, still yelling on the occasion. Then I got an idea. I've been curious about these things people call "Dream Guides", and I wanted to see if I could find one for myself. So I began going around, realizing there were no people around. I found a few people in the distance and cars driving by, and yelled at everyone "Hey! Where is my dream guide!?", "Hey you! Where can I find my dream guide."
While doing this, I was playing around , trying to make little 'Resengan' like energy balls from that show Naruto. It worked like once, but my attention wasn't all the way there. I continued to fly around for awhile, and... I thought I might have found someone who knew something about my dream guide, but they got in a car and drove off. I was going to hunt them down, but my dream dissapated shortly after. I'm sure other things happened but like I said, not much dream recall lately. I'm hoping to fix that somehow. But that's it for now.

After a really long dry spell of lucids with some quality I had this dream, which is in many ways a good step forward for me.

I was walking around in the town I lived in before, it was slightly dark and it felt really empty, but it was a pleasant atmosphere. The general color scheme was very bluish, and the sky had a light lavender with darker blue clouds. I turned around a corner to the school I was in before (BKB) and for some reason I suddenly knew I was dreaming. I was pretty offline though, as though I was sleeping inside of the dream, but the routines I trained over the past month kicked in and I remembered I should stabilize myself in the dream when I get lucid. I did so and pulled together all my focus, then I started to walk towards the school, shouting out for my dream guide. I didn't have a lot of power in my voice and there was no response, so I walked a bit further and it became quite dark. I used Lumos one time to light up the place but it didn't last long so I somehow got the idea to summon a "Battle Mag-Lite", a 2m long version of a normal Mag-Lite. I saw some weird person with a futuristic looking armor behind a force field. Then I woke up at once and couldn't get back in.


By the way, if you happen to read my dream journal, this is the first entry I made after moving. So when I say hometown now, it has a different meaning than it had before this entry. If I happen to dream about one of the old towns I will specifically say so.

Spoiler for Improvement Notes:

Broke the dry spell of lucids with a little more quality - Very Good
Remembered routines to fully get into the dream - Very Good
Called for Dream Guide - Good
Got no response - Bad
Suddenly woke up without getting anything done - Bad

Dream - Lucid

I was at Jake's apartment. We were in his bedroom playing video games. It was pretty vivid, and I had a feeling I was dreaming. I did a finger count RC. I had been holding up only 4 fingers, but I was counting 5. It's a dream!

I went over to Jake and said
"Jake! Guess what?"
He smiled and replied, equating my enthusiasm,
"What?"
"This is a lucid dream!"
I floated up to the ceiling. How exciting! A very vivid LD!

I was then in a big room with lots of windows and a couch. The room was bright. I feel like many people were milling about. It sort of reminded me of a building from my old college. With me was an older man. His hair was greying. His presence didn't seem odd. He was just...there with me. I turned to him and asked if he was my guide. He didn't say yes outright, but I listened to his words, and yes was in there, though I can't remember the exact wording. I had never gotten that answer before from any regular DCs.

He was then sitting on the couch, and I was standing in front of him. I then remembered something I've wanted to know for a long time.
"Who is that dream character that appears so often in my dreams? The one with the brown hair?"
There was a person then seated next to him. I don't remember what they looked like before, but they started to morph. They were then an overweight, middle-aged woman with dark, greasy hair pulled back into a ponytail. She couldn't make eye contact with me at all, and was muttering to herself and swaying. I asked my guide if that was my dream character in a past life. He told me yes.

As I looked at my supposed guide, I noticed he kept looking older and older, hair whitening and more wrinkles carving his face.

I then went up to a mirror on the wall, and asked to see what Chris, an ex and old friend, was up to. I don't know what made me want to do this. I was going to create a portal, but I ended up creating a "window" on the mirror instead by tracing a circle with my fingers. The area inside the traced circle ended up turning black at first, and then, I could see this area inside a building. It was by a staircase; the floor and the stairs was a dark, finished wood. I thought I saw Chris walking around amongst the people there. I'm not really sure exactly what I was seeing, but I know Chris was there somewhere. For some reason, I felt like I was looking into the future.

Wow...just wow. This. This was amazing. I have a feeling that the old man was actually my repeating dream character, but I'm not positive. Some of the details have since been lost, but I feel like that was implied, though I'm not positive.

Still...wow. I'm simply amazed.

This dream didn't last long but it left quite an impression.

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8-12-12

Once again I am in my dream room. I hear the voice of the dream character I met two dreams ago. He was talking about helping me figure out dreams from waking life. I see my mother on her computer. I go up to her and she says "I have been looking for that video anelay yeninyellay" she snickers evilly. I try to see what is on her laptop but she puts it away from me. She then shows it to me, it is some creepy video but I am not phased by it. She then gets up. I am wondering what is going to happen next so I follow her, I follow her to the bathroom. I then start doing reality checks with the lights switches in the bathroom. Unfortunately all of the light switches worked perfectly. My 'mom' tells me to get out so I do. I am not satisfied yet with doing the reality checks. I notice a digital clock. I go up to it and examine it closely. The first time I look at it the time is 4:27, I look away and look back and the time is now 4:30, I look away and look back at it again and now it is 4:50. I then say "I must be dreaming" then I wake up.

8-12-12

This is a continuation from the last dream "Yet another DEILD"
I am not outside it is getting dark. I meet this guy that seems to be almost my age, Me and him start to talk. (I am not as lucid as before but still mindful). I don't remember the entire conversation but I do remember him saying I must find a youtube video called "Anelay Yeninyellah" I ask him "does this video exist in waking life?" he says "no you will only find this video in the dream" He also tells me he will be in more of my dreams from now on. I also asks him "Have you been in my dreams before" he tells me to look in my dream journal. I tell him "ok I'll look to see if you were in my dreams before"
I wake up. (My next dream continues from this one though)

It all began while I was in the living room of my parents home. Things looked fairly familiar and normal, only their behaviour was off. They told me that I needed to sit down because they had something important to tell me. I was more wrapped up in figuring out why things seemed odd in the upstairs, there was a blanket hanging on the wall that was never there before, and our kitchen appliances were mixed around, though they were the same models. My parents kept telling me they had to tell me something important, but I went outside on the back porch. I noticed our small pond (that is usually there) had been expanded to the whole width of the backyard, it looked fresh and I noticed one of our neighbors who does our landscaping exiting the backyard through the fence carrying a shovel. I realized that though my backyard was the same, the differences were outstanding. Coupled with the living room observations and the kitchen, it occurred to me I must have slipped into a parallel dimension. Logically it made sense, everything being similar but slightly skewed fits right into my personal beliefs of parallel dimensions. I was back in my living room, my parents told me to sit down, I sat and told them I already figured it out, they told me I wasn't supposed to be there. I asked them if this was a different dimension and they both nodded. It occurred to me that if they were here, then 'I' must be here as well.
I suddenly started hearing loud metal music coming from the basement, I ventured down the stairs with wonder if I would see myself. As I turned the corner I saw 3 guys, one with his back to me who was built curling a barbell, one spotting him, and another sitting on a weight bench just talking to the other two. The spotter saw me first, throwing him off his spot as the lifter slipped one hand and the barbell clanked down by my feet. He turned around and I saw him. Me. I saw me, looking him straight in the eyes, he looked exactly like me, with 30 more pounds of muscle. I was stunned. His friends were somewhat speechless as well. We spoke, but I lost the words, I must have told him I was from somewhere else far away yet very close to here. I began to speak of dimensions and I could tell it was over his head, he didn't have thought for metaphysics or theology, 'Great' I thought 'My other self is a meathead'
As I went back outside I was greeted by a woman with short spiky hair with several facial piercings. She was familiar and I knew immediately she knew who I was and where I was from, she told me to come with her. I sat in the backseat of some vehicle while I watched my other self walking to another vehicle 50 feet in front of us or so. I commented to the person I was sitting next that this was too real, looking at my hands and all the details of the inner car I thought to myself it was too real to be a dream. I told the one next to me that I lucid dream all the time, and that if this was a lucid dream I would be able to control things. So I looked away from my other self who was wearing a blue shirt and I spoke, he is wearing a PURPLE shirt. When I looked back his shirt was purple. Oh, well that settles it I guess I am dreaming, yet I continued down the dreamplot to see where my venture would take me. It was explained to me that this realm was governed differently than my own. What we consider to be mythic lore and magic are their science and sentient species.
Several jumps and skips, I am shown a catacomb-like city with odd transports which float on air. And many different beings. The evil queen discovers that I am in their realm and must be hunted down. She sends elementals after me/us. My spiky-haired guide has been with me all along though most details escape me. I do remember a being made of brick, only able to travel through the brick walls which are rooted all through the city. His form only manifests where he chooses to step out of the brick, but his travel is still heard through the walls. One of the elementals is on our side as he tells me of their powers and limitations. My last memory from the dream is of the queen who looks surprisingly like Maleficent mixed with an elf. I am awaken by my phone ringing.

So last night was the single craziest night of dreaming I've experienced in my entire life.

True Story.

But first, some background

Took 2 sleep aid gummies containing about 25mg of Melatonin immediately before bed.
Which was around 1148. My plan was to core sleep and attempt WILDing when I usually naturally wake up in 4-6 hours. Using an OBE timer a friend of mine sent to me in mp3. I repeated three words to myself as I was falling asleep, EPIC LUCID ADVENTURE. As I have't been fully lucid in a few weeks I was ready for some fun. I dropped off sometime between 12-1230 as I have clock chimes on my phone to keep me aware of objective time. Recently I've been sleeping with earplugs which assist me greatly process of falling asleep. I awoke at 455, for some reason took out my earplugs, went to the bathroom, got some water, and decided to set the OBE timer on my phone and laid back down. I was excited as this was one of the first times I've ever used a timer to help induce a WILD. I must have been too excited cause every mental excise I went through to calm my awareness completely failed, just as I would start to fade the timer would go off and the beeps would snap me back to complete awareness.
I laid on my back for an hour straight without loosing consciousness once. I was so freakin pissed. The beeps annoyed me since I couldn't fall asleep in between chimes. When six hit I was overly frustrated and decided to get up and vaporize some hash. Only a small amount, as I have heard before that THC can inhibit REM, fuck it, might as well and see what happens. I was finished and head in pillow by 630. My mind was swirling with thoughts, intentions, feelings, and the hope of dreams.

The following is my best attempt to properly order the events which took place

I woke up in my room, I knew immediately that I was dreaming, did a nosepinch and confirmed I was in fact non-physical. I looked around and it was kind of dark but everything was still clearly visible. I shouted 'Clarity!' and things got slightly clearer but not hyper-clear, so I figured it was probably just a regular dream and not a wild. I have wanted to converse with my DG for a real long time as he/she is a re-occurring character in my non-lucid dreams. 'Show me my dream guide!' nothing happened. My room looked exactly the same and my lack of control lost me my lucidity and I decided to go back to bed. This is when things kind of took off.
After falling asleep in my dream, all I could see was a green panel that wasn't quite rectangular but looked like a screen, with foreign/alien symbols divided into 3 lines horizontally. The screen felt to me like a loading screen for a video game, I anchored the belief that I was awake when I saw the screen and I was just waiting for my lucid dream to load. When the loading was complete I nosepinched and lucidly entered the dream.

1st
I was in a run down school with no one in it. Looks like it has been abandoned for quite some time. I move things with my mind and run my hands along the wall as I walked down the hall to immerse myself in my senses all while repeating 'I'm dreaming..I'm dreaming.. What do I want to do in my dream?'
'OH YEAH, summon my dream guide!'
'I DEMAND TO SEE MY DREAM GUIDE!!!' I shouted in the empty hallway, no one appeared but for some reason I now knew that someone was in the back of the kitchen in the cafeteria to my left. As I was walking through the cafeteria I heard a woman/girl humming that sounded soft and warm. Entering into the kitchen there was little light coming through dusty windows , but I saw her immediately. Her figure is unmistakable, she was faced away from me but slightly to the side, she looked at me over her shoulder and smiled. I walked up to her smiling asking if it was her, she nodded. I took one finger and ran it from behind her knee, up the side of her hip, up her back and slid off her shoulder. Taking in every detail. She was wearing tight faded jean bellbottoms and a light blue tank top that barely covered her midriff. Her hair was long and wavy, with highlights of light blue strung towards her tips, I then realized she looked almost exactly like one of my friends ex-girlfriends when she was 18. Her nose was pointed and her skin pale, I was drawn in and lost my lucidity, so excited I took her hand in mine and started on some monologue about myself, my friends, and my father, somehow tying the non-sense into the fact that she was there. She just smiled and humorously nodded as an adult humors an excited child. I realized her demeanor mid-monologue and it shunted me "awake"

Back to the green screen there were scrolling symbols still I couldn't understand, I just knew I was waiting for the next dream. When I reached up to nosepinch I sat up backwards out of bed. I was back in my room. SHIT, did I wake up? Nosepinch, nope, still dreaming, Oh kay. I FOUND HER. But shes not here now, I'm still in my room and everything looks like it did before.. Weird, I must be in a dream in a dream. Whoa, alright, I need to get back to her. So I looked at the door to my garage and said with intent 'When I walk through THIS door, I will be in the cafeteria!' I barged through the door, and surprise, it was the garage. DAMNIT. I repeated 'I'm dreaming, anytime I felt myself fade, to keep the clarity of the dream. I walked to the car garage door and phased through it, I was outside my house in the driveway. I looked around, the sky had the same orangey color it was when I first WILD'd a few months back. Weird, there was no one around and my lack of interest faded the dream and I "awoke"

Staring at the green screen I re-iterated the feeling of being awake, only this time every few seconds the screen would slide to the left and show me a brief picture or setting then back to the symbols which were constantly being updated. I watched it for a few seconds and when there was a large red Semi-truck in the frame, looking like it was on a highway, I nosepinched, and the picture grew all around me and became the dream.

2nd
I was standing in front of the very same semi on a highway of non-moving traffic. There was a gun fight going on all around me, and I was already lucid. Sweet, time to cap some foos. I swung my arm out of my field of vision and felt the pistol in my hand, I whipped it back and started shooting dream characters immediately and mercilessly. Realizing I didn't want to be needlessly violent in a completely open ended lucid dream I stopped firing and they all just looked at me. I dropped the gun and made a fake gun with my pointer and thumb, I 'pew pew'd a car several meters away from me and it exploded into a fiery mess. Sweet. Pew pew hands. Forgetting my original agreement I decided explosions were much better than bullets. Everyone ran away from me as I walked down the road 'pew pew'ing everything I could. Towards the end of my Armageddon chaos I'm fairly sure I 9/11'd an 11-story apartment tower that looked familiar. I smiled and "woke"

Back to the green screen I still felt awake, knowing all I had to do was wait for my dream to load and I could be lucid again. This time it was just symbols still in their three horizontal rows. My nose felt like it was running and I sat up. (I've woken up with nosebleeds many-a-time IWL and felt this was the case) Raising off my pillow everything seemed dark. I could feel the warmth running out of my nose as I tried to sniff it back in. Fuck it, I'd rather dream than clean this shit up, so I put my face back into the pillow and the green screen appeared once again. This time only one screen of symbols, and the rest were pictures. I was made allowed to choose my destination. Random images of places familiar and not slid in and out of the multi-green off-rectangular screen, when an image of a homey Brit. castle appeared, it seemed to be of an old college, like Cambridge mixed with Hogwarts, I know. I know. It seemed appealing and I was drawn to it, so I nosepinched.

3rd
Like before the night grew around me and I was standing in on the side of a street, under a lamp, looking at the very same building.
'SHOW ME MY DREAM GUIDE!' I hollered into the brisk night. I saw her, she looked like Selene from Underworld this time, only with longer and brighter hair. She was a short distance from me so I couldn't see many details of her. I waved to her and smiled, she smiled back and shouted 'Follow me! Quickly! We must hurry!' She immediately jumped into the hair and started flying the opposite direction of me. Shit! I better follow, I started floating with my traditional style flying(which I felt as though I needed to exert energy for flight) and it was slow and clumsy. I saw her speeding away over rooftops when I decided I needed to get a move on. Knowing I was dreaming the whole time I thought logically that it didn't make sense to have to 'try' to fly. I should just will myself forward, like I do in my running/jumping LDs. With this thought I rocketed forward, nearly catching up to her. We were probably a couple dozen feet from tree-tops, street lamps and the old style buildings in the campus we were now leaving. She was moving faster. I noticed the more I looked around, at the ground and sky I started to loose lucidity. 'I'm dreaming, I'm actually dreaming, I need to follow her'. She started getting away from me as my flight slowed. I shouted 'HEY! SLOW DOWN! You're gonna wake me up!' Realizing I could keep up with all the details I tried 'dimming' my resolution so I could stay lucid. I must have taken it too far because everything became game-like and computer animated. She landed in the middle of some trees and as I approached her I was focusing too hard on her and I gained a 3rd person view of her as if she was my WOW character. I 360'd the scene and she just looked up at me with one eyebrow raised kind of giving me one of those 'really?' smirks while lowering her head. I couldn't re-form and "woke"

Only this time I woke up in my bed, wet faced down in my pillow. I was still sniffing, my nose was still bleeding. I tried to hold it to but I could just feel the blood running, I nosepinched to see if I was actually awake and it failed, still dreaming. My mother was in the room with me this time, I asked her if there was blood all over my face because I couldn't see it. She said yes and tried to hold something to my face. I declined and told her it was ok, I was just dreaming and I knew how to fix it. Back to bed, in the pillow I go.

Green screen, and one of the first images was of me flying over one of the buildings where I just was. SWEET! RESPAWN! Nosepinch, and I was in the air.

4th
I was flying over the same buildings as before, same sensation as I reminded myself I was dreaming. I noticed she wasn't around any longer. I was more interested in exploring my environment than needlessly following some chick. I saw an apartment building that one of my friends lived in and I figured I would pay him a visit. I flew over and landed on his balcony. I saw 4 of them sitting on the floor all playing some sport video game on the television. My friend (who I don't know IWL, but I recognized him in the dream) saw me through their glass patio door. I placed my hands on the glass, said 'I'm dreaming' and forced my way through without breaking the glass. It felt like plastic wrap going through my body.
'Sup man'
'Nothin much man, just hangin out with my friends, they're all sleeping and I can't wake them up so I'm just gonna chill here and play with them.'
'That's cool, I think I'm gonna explore some more'
'Alright man, I'll probably see you around'
I walked to their front door and sort of headslammed into it, well more like through it. I felt my body pass through the wooden door and steel frame kind of haphazardly. I was a lil dazed on the other side but still lucid. Looking down the hallway I saw her again, she signaled me to come with her down the hall when we emerged onto this huge stone balcony on the side of a mountain, there was a carving that went up many stories to my right that I couldn't identify. The balcony continued out and around the mountain, where there was another high entrance/exit with stone carved overhangs like an ancient cathedral. There was a shrouded man in white standing between two large, wide shoulder men, and one jester looking humanoid figure that was in a fitting full body couch cushion fabric with weird symbols embedded from toe to head. It came up right below his nose and the hood came over clamshelling his head shadowing his eyes and facial features. He started toward us.
She shouted 'SHIT, we need to get out of here, NOW'
'Neeeh, this is MY dream, I'm gonna fight this guy!'
'NO! You don't understand!' and she bailed, disappearing from the scene.
I approached the hooded jester looking individual but he leaped towards me at incredible speed. One massive blow and my body was knocked limp on the ground. I was pushed back out of it as I peered down at my body I gathered I was non-physical (outside my dream body) again. The figure was looking at my body, when it slowly looked up, directly at me and said 'We're going to find all of you, you're not going to change anything'

This is the best I can recollect from everything that occurred.
There were several other fragments and brief experiences that I don't much remember.
Christmas decorations, more telekinesis, and an autistic girl named Mary.

When I finally rejoined the physical plane at 8am sharp. I felt as thought I had well over a dozen dreams. Though the 'Dreaming within dreams' probably convoluted my recall a bit.Trying to focus on the bulk experiences I cemented as many details as possible before I got out of bed. Really need to get that bedside notepad, recall would probably be heck of a lot better.

I was in my secondary home and something made me lucid (the dream was long and I don’t remember what it was). I was thinking about what I had to do and put great effort into staying lucid. I was thinking about finally summoning my dream guide but my parents tried to get my attention, I managed to ignore my mother, doing a reality check and saying I'm lucid, but for some stupid reason my father managed to get my attention long enough to make me do something related to a delivery. I went outside and there was this black cat, the fur on its head which should be covering the ears looked pulled down, making the cat look like it had 4 ears, it looked fairly weird. I tried to ignore it to get the stuff I was doing done to proceed with my dream goals. It took me a lot of minutes and outside I was throwing some kind of letter into a box. And just when I went back to start calling my dream guide I woke up.

Spoiler for Improvement Notes:

Breaking a long dry spell - finally
A long and stable lucid - very good
Can't remember the beginning of the dream due to it being so long - bad
Annoying dream characters trying to divert my attention to unimportant things - very bad
They actually manage to keep me from doing important stuff - extremely bad
I at least manage to keep my lucidity - good
Forget to use specialized stabilizing techniques - bad
I wake up right when I wanted to start with my dream goals - EXTREMELY BAD

Non-Lucid Part:

I'm with my siblings and my sister, Hannah, is trying to kill me with that psychotic look on her face just like with my previous lucid--which I did not bother to write down. Only, I'm not lucid.
I'm freaking out right now and wondering just what I have done to her. I grab a pair of scissors and try to threaten her with them, but she just yanks them out of my hand with monster strength. Soon, we're both wrestling around with several pairs, trying to kill each other. I manage to push her next to the cabinets in the adjoining kitchen, but then...

Lucid Part:

"Oh my god! I'm dreaming,"I shout.
My siblings stiffened in surprise. My other little sister didn't seem to care and my little brother glared at me--but, that isn't anything new. He does that in real life, too.
I didn't care about my other sister's reaction, though. Now, I just wanted to leave. I hate hanging around my house or town in my lucid dreams. Everyone is so dull and lifeless--or trying to kill me--in that area.
So, I wasn't about to get stabbed today. I'll leave out this next part for everyone, but it was a complete struggle.
I won, though.

So, I stole a glance at my other sister and said,"I am not about to be here if that...thing...is still moving."
I whipped out the door and flew off--literally. I think I've been flying out of sheer desperation rather than enjoyment.
Anyways, I said for it to be daytime, but instead my brain just made it rain.
Hardy har har on you, brain.
I love rainy weather.

By now, I had landed in a nice white house. I landed on some pretty blue staircase carpet, but quickly backed away when I saw some couple getting their children ready for school. The moment they walked out of the foyer, I ran outside.
However, I wasn't afraid or cautious here. I don't know why, but the further I travel away from my house or town in my dreams, the more human everyone is.
I rang the doorbell, while one of their kids that was already waiting for the bus was outside. I said hi as they looked at me curiously. Suddenly, the wife looked out the window and saw me. Opening the door, she asked what I needed.
"...I'm...Wow, uh...This is a dr..."
"Yes, I know what you're saying. No need to get upset that this is the Dreamworld."
She smiled at me and I finally got a good look at her. She was a slightly overweight woman of average height with dark red hair that reached her shoulders and a face that put her age at about late 30s or early 40s. She had on a pair of dark blue jeans and a purple sweater.

"Thank god. Wait, I've asked this before, but doesn't it make you kind of annoyed if someone asks or tells you that you're not real?"
The woman, who I think was probably named Pamela, smiles and says,"Come inside."
She tells her children to leave for the bus and as we are walking in the house, she talks.
"You see, in what you call the real world, many of you believe that is the only reality. Well, in what you call the dream world, this is our real world. It is our reality."
I stare at her, then say,"Yeah, but don't people from real life create you?"
She smiles and replies,"Yes. But, don't many of you believe that a god created you? What makes that so much different?"
I look at her in wonder and I can't help but think that I wish this woman was real.

Pamela leads me into a sort of massage room where a man is standing nearby. He is in his forties and he is bald on top. He looks at me with interest and she says,"She's from the other world."
"Ah. Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm her husband."
I nod and say,"It's nice to meet you, too, sir."
We shake hands and I ask what they're doing in here. Apparently, the man has back problems and his wife is going to massage his back in their massage room. I'm talking to them about random things for a long time when I notice a pile of cooked bacon. Pamela explains that her husband is a huge fan of it. I really want a piece because it smells delectable. She actually did say I could have a piece. No, that isn't right.
She offered to make me breakfast. However, I left before I could take her up on that offer.

I'm getting ahead of myself, though. I really take a good look at them, fully expecting for their appearances to change, for the scenery to change. But, nothing is different. It is literally like real life, and it is a wonder that I don't relapse back into a state where I think I'm actually awake.
Noting that there is an enormous mirror, I take a look at my appearance. I look normal, except for the acne covering my forehead.
Crap! It's high school hell all over again! Hah! And I bet this is before I started drinking tons of water to get rid of this.

I try to get rid of it, but I can't for some reason.
Giving up, I realize I've been wanting to find my dream guide. I explain this to Pamela and her husband.
"You're welcome to shout for it as much as you'd like,"she says.
"Thanks."
For some reason, I can't make the words out correctly and I end up sputtering out,"Subconscious, I want to see my subconscious!"
Then...Uh, things got slightly weird. This small figure wearing a grey hoody comes up to me. It is on a scooter skateboard thing and I take a good look at the...thing's face. There's nothing there. Just a black pool of nothingness. I knock it down, and some of the pool comes out.
"F*** off. Get out of here."
I push the thing away, visibly disturbed. Nearby, that couple just can't help but laugh about this. Not my foul mouth, but what came in.
I try to say it again and I finally manage something. Now, I wait for my dream guide. That person never come, though.
I look at Pamela and her husband and say that I need to leave. They nod and tell me goodbye.
"Damn. I might not get that breakfast after all,"I grumble as I run out.
I ran and ran until I made it to an airport terminal. I look at all the people when my eyes lead me straight to one particular woman. She is an overweight black woman with honey colored hair and an extremely intelligent and knowing look on her face. She was looking straight at me with a smirk now. Somehow, I felt drawn to this woman. She hands me some sweet and I eat some. It actually tasted like food. I don't finish it, though.
Then, she proceeds to tell me that my dream guide left me a note explaining that she was sick and tired of everything. I quite listening after this. Because, I have a sinking suspicion that she is actually my dream guide--but, she is screwing around with me.
I had a good reason to think this, by the way. I cannot accurately describe this, but when I saw this woman, I felt...connected and drawn to her. She felt entirely different from anyone else.
The rest of the dream just involved me trying to get back to Pamela's house for breakfast. Too bad I woke up.

I'm in some playground thing. I am Walking around when the Joker appears out of nowhere. He attacks me and there is nothing I can do at first as his fists reign down on me. after a moment a couple of people help me. one of them being the wife I never had. after they stop him and we start walking away he starts shouting at us to get our attention and when we turn around he has a rocket launcher in his hand and shots it at us.

I wake up on my Grandmothers couch. Weird dream I think, and I make my way into the kitchen and get a glass of water. As I pour water into the glass I see two extremely beautiful girls walking by and over to my aunties house. I decide to walk over and greet them. When I get there the blond is standing on the front porch and the brunette is inside, I can see her through one of the windows. I walk up to the blond and notice she is crying, I ask her if she is ok. As I reach her I put my arms around her and her sobs start to turn into laughs. I feel something Is wrong, Then the blond lifts her face and its the Joker and I become aware that it was a false awakening and A dream. The Joker smacks me and I fly back into the guard rail of the porch. I get up to my feet and say sorry buddy, and try to pick him up with telekinesis. It doesn't work and he starts laughing hysterically at me. I can't figure why its not working, as this as never happened to me while fully lucid before. He then knocks me down to the ground with a cane and proceeds to beat me while I'm down… I wake up to the real world for a couple of seconds, and see my lil brother was watching the movie he got for his birthday yesterday and that it was raining, I usually lucid dream while it rains and I can use it to make myself go back into my dreams if I wake up from one and want to change it. I close my eyes and will it to happen… I wake up inside my aunties house on her couch. There is a tall man standing looking out the window to the porch. I stand up and ask him where the Joker is. He says ' Outside,' I then ask if he will help me fight the Joker and he says 'No, I am here to help, but I will not fight.' I ask him why my Telekinesis didn't work even though it was my dream. 'Because not all Shadows like it when you use it on them did that ever cross your mind?' he shouts angrily turning from the window facing me. I ask if by shadows he means dream characters and he doesn't reply. I then start to feel a little irritated at him and ask how he was here to help. 'I'm to tell you how to defeat the Joker of course' he replies. and how is that I ask ' Try Harder,' He says. then he walks up to me, and into me. It was such a strange feeling, like feeling water rush down your throat, only it was all over my body. As soon as the feeling goes away I walk outside and hear the Joker Laughing from every where. I start to walk down the dusty road back to my Grandmas house daring the Joker to come out. Eventually I hear the tall grass to my left start shaking. I then see it happening and out walks a little tiny kitten. I walk up to the lil cutie and start to pet it, When suddenly Bam cane to the back of the head. Everything goes fuzzy but I remember just holding on the dream, and Demanding clarity so I can finish it. Everything comes back to focus and the Joker is standing over me, Mocking me for falling for the cute kitty trick. I get frustrated and stand and shout "this is my world, You like kittens? Well I'm sick of this and its time to stop." his laughing stops and he stares at me. grab his ankle and use all my mind power, to turn him into the ugliest cat in the world. He tries to run but its too late I have him and I am in complete control again. once he is a cat I make sure I leave him the ability to talk. he shrieks, 'What have you done? I am hideous!' and he tries running away. But No no we can't have that i think to myself. I then take control of the bob wire fences and wrap a strand around the Joker Cat ankle. ' No please don't do this I beg you' he whines. I ignore his pleas for mercy and wind him up in bob wire slowly till his screams cease. then wake up.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid
April 10, 2012:

I re-enter the dream. Back in my childhood bedroom. I start pushing over rodent cages onto the floor. There are mice and hamsters and maybe guinea pigs.
Then I push through the window, face first, right through the glass and wood frame. Outside, I ask for my dream guide to appear. I see a robot made of a bucket with a face drawn on it. I do not think this is my dream guide.
I get down on my knees and call out for my guide, practically begging.

A humanoid creature appears, hopping down beside me, possibly from a tree. It has a skinny body and long thing limbs and an oval head with no face. It is holding a branch with many smaller branches. There is a small flame on the tip of each twig.
It says something to me that I don't remember. It doesn't seem important. I feel like I am making it say what I want it to say, so I don't feel that it has a consciousness of it's own. Surely not a dream guide. Unless it's appearance is somehow symbolic.