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    The Mundane and the Fantastic

    by JadeGreen on 03-07-2019 at 02:46 PM
    My aunt told me not to pee on the toilet seat.

    -+-

    I was sitting outside in my old neighborhood by the entrance road with some OTD friends from high school. They were talking about what careers they had wanted to go into once they got out of school. Some people were showing a large set of paintings they had made in the meantime. While I was sitting with them I took note of how cold it was and how I didnít actually recognize anyone present, and that the socialization was kind of meaningless.


    A nose pinch reality check was what got me lucid. I simply ignored the dream characters and took off flying. I donít know what i was looking for but I havenít been going into any lucid dreams with proper intention so I just tend to do whatever. I took off and flew over the swamp of my old neighborhood. At one point my flying puttered out and I came back to the ground in the middle of the marsh, but I was able to get it started again without much fuss. I flew into the woods behind my neighborhood.

    My intention had become to explore boundary breaking, the idea of getting outside of a pre-constructed dream environment, or the sort of mental map you have of a location such as the neighborhood you grew up in. I know (IRL) theres a woods to the north of the neighborhood but Iíve never been back there all the way and I donít have a good idea of the town in that direction since it turns into countryside. So by traveling there And Iíve got the idea that I have a harder time preforming proper dream control when Iím in an enviroment that resembles a place from waking life because my brain is fixated on reality.

    I came into the woods and started flying. There was a vaugely outlined dirt path or walking trail and above it on the right hand side was a large sakura tree. On one side the branches had grown (or had been groomed to grow) in a circular pattern, making a hoop that I could fly through. If ďtook the dreamís offerĒ so to speak and flew through it.

    I realized I was getting out of the dream enviro when the season started changing before my eyes from winter to autumn. Trees sprouted leaves which within seconds turned to reds, yellows and oranges. I continued to follow the path which turned into a wide dirt road that let out over two huge lakes in a sandy flat.

    To either side of me was a desert, dunes of sand rising in the distance. Huge mining excavator machines were driving about in the endless desert. Right in front of me were the two lakes. I noticed that vaguely, the resembled the shape of the ponds behind my own house, but upscaled and with sandy bottoms. There were even a few houses resembling the ones At one point I landed in one of them. I was barefoot in dream and felt the wet underwater sand between my toes, picking it up for some dream stabilization as I went, before taking off again. Sure there were still elements of a waking life environment but they were overruled by the fantastical ones.

    I took off again, finding the other lake drained into the ocean. The sky was clear and blue and the sun was warm. I looked out over the water and saw a cruise ship (old style, red, black and white with yellow smoke stacks like the titanic) way off on the horizon. I decided I would fly to it and land and explore what was there. I started to fly out over the ocean. I saw a submarine surface between where I was and the cruise liner. As soon as it surfaced it started to fire large missiles at me.

    I grabbed all of the missiles in a telekinetic grasp by holding my arms up, and I held them in place in the air; like Neo stopping the bullets in the matrix. I sent an electric pulse through them to disable the bombs and let them drop into the ocean. Iíve been taking a more passive approach to dealing with hostility in dreams, and trying to avoid fighting unless I have to or specifically want a superpowered dream fight.

    The dream changed, the sea turned into flat ground. I landed to inspect it. It was flat white ground of an arbitrary material. It didnít seem to be stone, wood, metal, or plastic. The ground was white and the sky was now dark and full of stars.

    I looked down and I saw these geometric shapes. Cubes folding around some kind of ring in a difficult-to-describe kaleidoscope fashion as though they were traveling across higher dimensions. These huge towers rose up out of the ground; reminding me something of stacks of mattresses, however they were covered in strange colors and symbols and seemed to be made of the same arbitrary material.

    I lost the dream and woke up.


    Thinking back its interesting how I had a desire to leave the mundane and enter the fantastical and the dream concluded in a fully abstract environment.
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    Dreams from some 2 year old draft entries I never published.

    by JadeGreen on 02-25-2019 at 03:16 PM
    From Mid-May 2017. I have no idea why I never actually published these.

    I am in my 12th grade math classroom, being taught by my art history professor. We are taking an exam. I am nearing the end; I am reading the questions and I recall them going as follows.

    Who Discovered Art History?
    a) Jonny Depp
    b) Bob Ross
    c) Peter Parker
    d) Captain Olimar

    Who Discovered the person that discovered art history?
    a) Jonny Depp
    b) Bill Watterson
    c) Scaramouche
    d) The Tumblr Community

    In what year did Mt Vesuvius erupt disrupting art history?
    a) 2006
    b) 6
    c) 16
    d) -1

    For one of the questions I have to draw a comic strip and am given two whole pages to do so. I remember the comic ends with a picture of a wolf with a robot leg chasing a chicken with sunglasses and an army jacket and the words "Benny Hill Music Plays" Written on the background.

    I go to hand in my exam but my professor says she thinks I was cheating, saying that I had my notes from the midterm on my desk. I remind her that the exams are not cumulative. She says she will let me off the hook for cheating only if I come over and help her file her taxes.

    The dream scene shifts. I am on a high hill above a seaside town. By the sea is a point and a bay with a large old fortress on it. (Reminding me greatly of a miniature version of old San Juan).


    "Okay now I know for sure that I am dreaming, I do not remember waking up. Time to get lucid!" I say to myself. I do a nose pinch RC and become lucid. But the dream is not very clear at all and I can feel it trying to fade away. "Time to lay down the dream stabilization" I say to myself as the scene distorts and I am now walking along the side of the castle near the sea. I rub my hands together.

    "Semper Stabelem". The white shockwave spreads out as usual and increases the clarity but not by much.

    I then tried pinching my index fingers and thumbs from both hands together and made a tiny window, which I then tried to look through. As I did I said "More Details!". Slowly the details on the dream became clearer. I could better make out the texture of the stone bricks of the individual droplets of crashing waves on the sea. I then decided to focus on sounds. I cupped my hands around my ears and said "More Sounds". The crashing of the waves and chirping of birds became audible.

    The dream was really vivid now. Looks like my dream stabilization ideas were not half bad. I began walking along the boardwalk until I came to a gap where big waves were crashing in. I figured I could just boost across. I ran and jumped and tried to fly but my feet were still dangling in the water. Then a big wave hit me in the side and I crashed against some rocks and started getting pulled out to sea. I knew I was getting into another one of those big waves drowning dreams and figured I just needed to stay calm. I decided to face away from the waves and not pay attention to them. The first one passed over me and I barely felt it. The second one began to encroach around me but I never went underwater. I felt as though I were being pulled backwards in a narrow tunnel of water. I felt confident in that moment thinking that maybe I had finally gotten these waves to go around me but at that moment the tunnel of water collapsed and I was underwater in a void with no sense of direction. I tried looking to what I thought was 'Up' and saw the saturn planet in the sky. I thought that it was making tides and that was the reason this was always happening.

    I hesitantly took in a deep breath despite being underwater and after a few minutes found I was floating in space. I saw a planet with shifting continents and islands. A giant white fist of energy punched it and made a big crater that filled with ocean. Someone pointed to the two continents and said that one of them was a desert. I pulled backwards and saw the saturn planet with its system of moons. There were six of them. The first; ocean covered with a few small islands. The second an ice moon with a narrow equator of seas. The third; where I was; mostly ocean with two large continents and the big crater rim. The fourth was almost entirely land, dotted with small seas and the fifth looked brown with only a few patches of green. There were two additional moons, a large purple one and a small black one out past that.

    "The third green moon of [planet's name I forgot], revel in the glory of what the galactic engineers can create." (In where 'Green Moon' is a term for a habitable moon)

    I continued to pull back and saw a very crowded solar system with about two dozen planets, many of which had their own moons, and the twin suns. I continue pulling back out of the solar system out to see a galaxy and continued pulling back until I was flying backwards through galaxies. I turned myself around (it taking a lot of effort) and saw what I was under the assumption was the milky way coming at me. I flew into the solar system and when I hit earth, I woke up.


    -+-

    I was at a rave. Infected Mushroom is on stage but we're also supposed to be seeing Shpongle and some other group that I know was a group that was original to the dream and not one that actually exists in waking life. They are playing part of the track Dancing with Kadafi but with a more modernized sound to it for a bit but then go into this portion that sounds more breakbeat and then onto what I think was a led Zepplin song.

    Manei and S were there. The song stopped and Amit said that it would be a ten minute intermission. I turned to Manei and S and said "That means there will be another hour and a half set, so let's stay here even if that means we'll be up until one in the morning." S said he was bored and that he would take the car home by himself and I didn't care in my semi lucid state. Amit then started taking questions from the audience and some girl in goth makeup and a black tank top raised her hand and asked something about the drums. This ended in her going onto stage attempting to demonstrate something and playing a really poor drum solo.

    Erez said that it was good but just needed a few refinements, but the girl was really embarrassed and started crying causing her makeup to bleed. I got bored and we walked back into the front room of the music theatre we were in. They were selling merchandise and food out of a store that was like a small convenience store. Manei wanted to buy something but I told her not to because it would cost too much.

    -+-

    I had a false awakening. My mom explained to me about how she read one of those creepypastas about how to preform a ritual. She said that his one allowed you to summon the grim reaper and you had a small chance to learn about the cause or the date of your death, and an even more slim chance to alter the date and cause of death by greeting the grim reaper as a friend.

    The ritual was easy. You wake up at midnight and light a candle and stare into it repeating a mantra about death. You have to feel for how many times you think is right to repeat your mantra and not lose track. Then you blow out the candle and get into bed and the grim reaper should walk into your room. I told my mom she was full of bologna and told her I would prove it to her by trying the ritual.

    I did. I got into bed and heard something outside the door and saw this big black boar walk into my room. It was so large that it broke the doorframe as it squeezed its belly through. It had a car engine or some type of machinery very similar to one imbedded into its body and there were mechanical cylinders moving in and out of metal-framed holes along its spine and belching clouds of black toxic smoke. It emanated fear as some people describe monsters and nightmares but I could tell that it was not the grim reaper. The ritual advised that if something other than the grim reaper is summoned, you should keep a religious artifact handy to banish it. I was semi lucid to the point where I recognized it was not a demon, but a nightmare. I reached under my covers and felt around until I found a dreamcatcher and held it up to the boar like a crucifix. It made a squealing sound and turned and ran out of my room.

    I pondered how I would explain the damaged door frame to my parents and lost the dream.


    -+-

    Manei was trapped in an underground compound and working to escape. The situation was something like that of a video game and it required that she spend days navigating labyrinthine underground passages making her way towards the surface and outrunning her captors. In the dream she is wearing an indiana jones costume, and using my variation of my bow.

    At one point she enters a portion of the passages that looks like my house. I am able to alert her that an enemy is approaching and she shoots him in the knee with an arrow to keep him from moving.


    -+-

    I am in my Art History professor's office to talk about my grades. I see that I have gotten an 83% on my exam and realize I don't have to.

    -+-

    I am involved in an absolutely massive space battle taking place above a cratered planet. The scene seems somewhat reminiscent of the first scene from Revenge of the Sith. I am flying alongside two other dream characters in small fighters. We weave our way through the battle, but our squad gets shot at by a dagger-shaped enemy warship and of the person on my left gets shot down.

    The scene ends with us landing in the hangar of the enemy flagship and the dream scene changes to a farm field. Some enemy troops still exist even though the hangar scene is phasing out. The other person who was in my squad who was still alive gets out; he is the Scotsman from Samurai Jack. He used his machinegun leg to kill the guards and the scene completed its transition to a farm.

    I asked him how he came to exist in the real world and he said that he was actually just the voice actor of the character; but that wasn't what I was expecting to hear. I was more curious as to how a 2D animated character became superimposed on a realistic 3D world. He turned sideways and was paper thin and I thought it was funny.

    He then said something about "that damn rabbit" and I turned to see a trap he had set up on the farm with an old rifle pointing at a rabbit eating some crops in the field. He said that he thought the trap had not worked because the gun was too old but I suggested that it might be because he left the trap out in the rain and the gunpowder got wet.
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    lucid , non-lucid

    Robots, Manei Encounter

    by JadeGreen on 02-25-2019 at 03:05 PM
    So funny story. I had this whole thing written as a draft DJ entry that I never published from a draft state. Then I had another dream (the most recent one) and realized I still hadn't ever published this old one. So I'm publishing both dream journal entries as one.

    I was with several friends, in some kind of online game, somewhat reminiscent of kerbal space program or space engineers. In it someone had generated or built an empty orbital ring structure around a small planet, and we were going around adding various facilities and utilities to it. I stopped to focus on the section that I had been assigned, adding on several turrets to defend against enemies (which were a major part of the game we were playing) as well as several docking bays.

    I flew inside of one of the docking bays and landed. The interior was far bigger than I recalled making it, and full of details such as parked starships and crates of supplies.

    I saw about half a dozen of these large beings, mechanical in nature. They were large, vaguely humanoid constructs with digigrade legs which were small and thin with respect to their upper bodies and arms, and they stood at about 4 meters in height. Two large protrusions stuck out of their back made of overlapping metal scales or leaflets. They looked like white bird or angel wings but the beings seemed incapable of flight at least in normal gravity. On their shoulders were two large disc shaped turrets which would rapidly fire out bolts of orange light and in their head was some kind of heavier energy beam weapon firing out a larger beam of orange light. The most defining feature was how smooth and immaculately clean and pristine silvery white these constructs were with respect to the gritty grays and browns of the orbital ring and the structures we would build as players.


    I became semi lucid without any identifiable cause, and ironically ended up losing my ďcreative modeĒ privileges within the dream, becoming grounded by artificial gravity. I saw the white constructs killing some engineers who were working on some of the starships. Some security personnel came down into the hangar with assault rifles and attempted to gun down the hostile forces but the weapons seemed to have little effect and the machines simply walked forward through the hail of bullets, vaporizing the security personnel with their primary weapons.

    Shields up. I knew these things were hostile and I knew I would have to somehow defeat them. I started by throwing my fire missiles as usual but these also didnít seem effective against their armor. Fortunately my fire blasts were so weak that they didnít even draw the things attention away from the engineers. But I knew they would come after me.

    I looked around me. There was a ship that looked like a BSG viper, some tool boxes and supply crates. I looked at one crate that wasnít quite closed, with the lid just sitting over the top slightly crooked. I convinced myself there was a more powerful weapon inside the crate, something I could use to take those things out. Upon actually revealing the contents was a carbon copy of Haloís spartan laser.

    ďPerfectĒ

    I picked it up and began to gun down the attackers with the beam. They seemed more focused on attacking the security personell who continued to spill out of doors in the side of the hangar but one of them did focus one of his shoulder turrets on me for a second before I could gun him down. I remember holding concern that my laser presumably only had four shots yet there were about a dozen of these things. Especially since when I picked it up, it was only 37% charged. But firing the thing only dropped the charge by 1-2% per shot rather than the 25% you get in actual Halo.

    I lost the dream and woke up.


    -+-

    I had a lightsaber fight with a bald four armed woman with purple skin. She had some kind of technology which allowed her to become momentarily phased when I managed to land a hit. Eventually I managed to get hold of some kind of gun and was able to shoot past her guard and take her out of the fight by taking out her sabers.

    She attempted to run through a crowded bazaar full of unusual aliens and wares where I had to chase her.


    -+-

    I was skiing with parents at the old ski resort. I remember seeing a bunch of people there wearing blue and gold coats and creepy masks looking similar to anonymous masks. They were some kind of cult.

    At some point they brought me on top of one of the ski lifts and started doing this ritual to indoctrinate me into their cult. The dream phased in and out from being on top of some sort of building to being on top of the ski hill. (unstable dream FTW) When they started to indoctrinate me they gave me a mask and all of these shiny rainbow beetles crawled all over my body. It was not a pleasant sensation and I quickly requested that I leave. They then gave me some other bug, like a large rhinoceros beetle who's shell I had to break open and then spread his innards all over my body to drive off the rainbow bugs.

    Once I had the leader of the mask cult pulled a gun on me and shot me, waking me up. I was strangely apathetic to the whole thing upon awakening.

    (From 14.2.2k19)

    I was having a pretty mundane dream about my parents making me have to take care of this woman's dog while she took a vacation. The dog had some kind of mental disability which made it not listen to commands, and needed to be given an insulin shot once per day as well as these large pills which the dog would refuse to swallow twice per day and the dog needed to be fed precise portions of dog kibble at precise times and be let out to potty three times per day, which would have been fine if the dog was actually nice, which it wasnt and the dog took every opportunity to bite, growl or pee/poo on the floor.

    At some point the mental disability aspect of the dog came into play and (s)he walked into the road and got ran over. I started to fall into an anxiety trap, but managed to catch myself upon trying to remember what the woman's phone number was. I realized I didn't have her number, and that I didn't know her name and that her house was actually MY house. I became lucid and just ignored the dog, it was dead anyway; and just a construct to create a stressful dream, something which was only exemplified when I saw the brakes on my car fail and the car rolled into a street and got crashed into by two cars, one of them a cop car. The cop started to get out of his police car to come and hassle me about the break failure, but I just walked the other way and ignored him determined to set a more positive outcome for the dream. The dream must have lost track of him without my focus because I didn't see him again; and that was my intention.

    I wandered into the town to explore it. It was an odd mix of OTD and my old and new towns buildings with nice sunny summertime weather to boot. My old Taekwondo studio inbetween a small grocer and a toy store. I saw my old Taekwondo instructor, and greeted him. I passed by a small park or plaza area and saw my deceased grandmother playing dominoes with my deceased cat who had been sized up to a more modest human.

    Grandmother: "Oh... they're you are. I forget you're one of the smart ones who gets lucid sometimes."

    My cat turned to me and then spoke with a heavy british accent; in a male voice which was unusual as said cat was a she.

    Cat: "Meow mix. Cats love it so much they ask for it by name. How come you didn't feed me more of it while I was still around? You were a good owner and all, but now I'm stuck here and I'm due to be reincarnated as a human in 11 years."

    Me: "You are... wait... [grandmother's full real name] you were Cristian. Do you get reincarnated too?"

    Cat: "Things work funny here you see..."

    Me: "and by that you mean this isn't actually an encounter with deceased sprits, just a construct of my mind feigning such things."

    Cat: "Exactly."

    I continued to wander about the town, spotting Dante and an incarnation of the Amethyst Man's shop. I thought I might try flying. I took a leap and felt myself shoot up onto the roof of a 2-3 story building, floating back down gently. I took in a view of the town, noticing some larger buildings off in the distance. I was preparing to take off when I spotted Manei. She stood out from the background of the town because she looked like an animated drawing; black outlines and flat colors superimposed onto the fairly realistic and grounded town setting. She was outside a bistro serving to some customers when I lept from the roof of the building down next to her.

    Me: "Are you... Manei?"

    Manei: "Hade? Oh gods!" (So this was a discovery I made about a year ago and never brought up. My dream self's name is actually Hade. I always assumed it was "Jade" since Manei speaks with a fairly thick accent. Everything I know is a lie.) She proceeded to drop a tray of hot soup on a customer which proceeded to fizzle out of existence, turning into a wiff of skintone smoke and the bowl clattering to the ground, then picked me up and hugged me. "Where have you been?! I've been trying to contact you forever and I've been worried sick. What's going on up there? ("Up There" refers to waking life.)

    Me: "Thats a long story."

    She took me into the back of the restaurant where she shape shifted into an older overweight woman with a chefs outfit and hat. She started to tell me about the job she had taken on working here and explaining to me the various recipes and cooking techniques she had learned, while passing orders to the aides in the kitchen. But it was all Jargon and nonsense given the dream state and I started to be concerned about wasting dream time, checking my hands and pinching my nose to reaffirm my lucidity. When she came to a stopping point I interrupted

    Me: "Do you mind if I-"

    Manei: "Go right ahead."

    It didn't take much to shift the environment. The kitchen equipment and the assistants shrunk away. Manei reverted into her stock form. We were now in an empty room with a single white sofa which we sat together on. I felt the velvet sofa to anchor myself but I could still feel the dream was starting to buckle anyway.

    Me: "Well its a long story, everything that's happened up top."

    Manei: "Start with whats happened today."

    Me: "Today is Valentine's day."

    Manei: "What's that?"

    Me: "You don't know. I thought you knew everything that happened topside."

    Manei: "I don't. I get bits and pieces but its all jumbled and sometimes incorrect."

    Me: "Well its a holiday where guys are supposed to do nice things for the girls they're in love with. Like buy them cards, flowers, chocolates and jewelry."

    Manei: "And what do the girls buy for the guys they like?"

    Me: "Nothing."

    Manei: "So the girls don't need to buy those things. If they love a boy they can just tell him?"

    Me: "No."

    Manei: "Why?"

    Me: "Honestly, that part's pretty unclear. I think its cause boys feel weak or petty if a girl has to tell them she loves him first and ask him out."

    Manei: "Why would that be a rule? Who wouldn't want to feel loved?"

    Me: "I don't know... I didn't come up with these rules."


    I lost the dream and woke up.
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    Subconcious is as Hostile as Ever

    by JadeGreen on 12-29-2018 at 05:12 PM
    Hey guys, long-time-no-post. But I'm looking to get back into lucid dreaming in 2019.

    Also a reminder to self, had a fun Manei dream on christmas eve night that I need to write down.

    A rather bizzare occurrence started off last night's dream, a sort of reverse false awakening. I remember snippets of a fairly long dream in where I was at my father's house. (I have moved house since I last posted a dream journal here, and as such have seen lucid dreams go up, since whenever I find myself in my old house, I usually know that I'm actually dreaming.) This didn't seem to be the case this time around though.

    I was sitting on the couch with my father and two ODT characters I did not recognize. We were watching some movie about a spaceship being haunted by a ghost causing malfunctions and the ship was falling into the atmosphere of the planet Jupiter. One of the dream characters complained about the movie being too scary, but I had false memories of having seen it before and more or less told them to suck it up before falling asleep before the movie could end.


    Falling asleep in the dream immediately took me into another dream, in where I was in a river that ran through a deep canyon. I became lucid at least in part, I don't know if I was lucid relative to my actual waking life, but rather the dream about my old house, but I was "lucid" in the respect that I knew this was a dream. I grabbed on to one of the walls of the canyon and began climbing up with relative ease. The walls of the canyon were a gray stone with the occasional grass or fern growing out of them. I wasn't feeling confident in flying having not been lucid in some time and preferred instead to climb.

    I recall climbing for a few minutes. Every time I would think I was reaching the edge of the canyon yet more cliff would reveal itself. I also began to find carved stone animal body parts which I could use as handholds sticking out of the cliff face. This was bizarre and even a little creepy. A leg with a hoof, the snout of a dog, the tail and back legs of a cat, an octopus tentacle were all carved immaculately from the stone.

    I continued upwards and eventually reached the top of the cliff. In the immediate area where I had climbed out of the gorge was a castle which seemed to be built in a miniature scale. I went over to examine it more closely and found tiny human skeletons (maybe about 20 centimeters high) and bits of miniature armor and weapons laying around. I picked up a longsword, though to me it was the size of a butter knife and I examined it. There was a rather large hole in the pommel, big enough for me to stick my pinky finger through. I thought this was a bit bizarre and became concerned that I might be in danger of inciting conflict. Sure enough, as soon as I let that thought cross my mind, miniature men started shouting, manning the battlements of the castle, and firing tiny arrows at me.

    A few of the arrows stuck into the back of my hands which I had used to block my eyes. I jumped off the cliff back into the gorge but found that I was now floating. It was as though there was an invisible floor over the gorge with the river that I had started in. But I wasn't able to step or walk on it, it was more like an updraft of wind was keeping me aloft.

    I saw this dream character, it looked like a PFNM but was only 30-40cm tall, wearing black armor with a small white cow skull mask and black deer horns charging the castle and the miniature men were firing arrows at it. I observed the battle for another minute as the men slowed the creature down. It climbed the castle walls and started sucking the blood of the miniature men with a long proboscis like tongue which would kill them pretty quickly. I think it managed to do this to about half a dozen of them. Eventually the miniature men in the castle were able to pincushion the creature with enough arrows that it fell.


    -+-

    I was in an OTD town, mixing elements of my old hometown, my new hometown and sunset valley from TS3. At the center of the town on either side of main street were large towering circular archeologies about 20 stories tall made of a white concrete and glass containing tropical plants like palm trees and bird of paradise flowers. There was also a very large brick building that functioned like a compact multi-story mall and the BBD that recurred in my October Lucids was also pasted into the town. I encountered the amethyst man which caused me to become lucid.

    I explored the town for a bit, eventually finding the town square park. There was some kind of military honors ceremony occurring like you might have on veterans day. I felt compelled to stay and watch. There was a large stage set up, with a veteran military commander giving a speech. He looked like an older version of Jak (Yes the dream character Jack, upon seeing his name in print in the a dream, omits the "c" so I'm taking that as canon now). He started off with a fairly standard speech about honoring veterans and what they were fighting for, paused, and some veterans did a 21 gun salute. He then continued his speech saying something to the effect of:

    "But the war against tyranny is not over. Lucid dreamers are still trying to invade our world and sow destruction. That is why I give you the dreambreaker MKVII, with the latest in anti lucid dreamer technology."

    A curtain on the stage rose and there was a robot about 12 feet tall. It was made of a beige colored armor material with a glowing green robotic eye on its head, and had a sort of squatted over appearance. It powered up and walked on stage, waving to the crowd with its left hand. Then its eye turned from green to red and its right arm turned into a machine gun aimed at me. The man giving the speech as well as most of the audience looked confused and nervous.

    "Some things never change." I thought to myself. I started flying toward the machine. I've been hurt by high caliber weapons, even when I'm lucid. It might just be a schema I've developed over the years, so I was a bit nervous going up against this thing, but I was apparently able to spoof the targeting fairly easily by flying in a sort of corkscrew pattern as I closed the distance. I landed a single super punch directly to the chest and the machine skidded off the stage, across the road (digging two ruts in the concrete with its feet) and into the wall of a brick building, which it crashed through. There was a large dent into its chest but it had remained upright. I thought it was going to continue to fight back, as it tried to raise its machine gun again but the eye flickered out and the right shoulder of the machine caught on fire, and the thing went limp.

    I turned around just in time to see one of the veterans on stage pass a high-tech looking bazooka to the man who had been giving the speech, who then said "Time to light the fireworks" He aimed and fired it at me, but I dodged the missile which got stuck in an oak tree behind me. The missile clamped onto it with a claw in its nose. I looked at it for a moment and the missile exploded creating a black hole with arcs of lighting shooting off of it. It began sucking in cars, tree branches, and even people. I was able to, with some effort, keep from getting pulled dangerously close to the black hole. After a few seconds the black hole subsided. Everyone was in a panic now.

    I went to the man who had given the speech and landed next to him. He looked terrified. I was going to try and talk him down and make peace with him, as I usually do with hostile dream characters, but I transitioned to another much more mundane dream which I do not recall.
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    Downtrodden (Big Old Dream Dump to try and Kickstart my dream recall)

    by JadeGreen on 09-04-2018 at 08:04 PM
    Big old dream drop from the past few days to try and kick start my dream recall again.

    Some dream involving me being on a vacation with my mother. We were driving through various towns in eastern Michigan. I recall this one town; which I could swear I have been to in several dreams before. The town is quite small, built on the intersection of two paved country roads in a thick forest that meet at an angle. At one of the corners made by the roads is a burger place made of light brown bricks with a dark brown awning which I could swear I have been to before in previous dreams.

    I was sitting at the restaurant talking with my mother about things for a time and drawing and explaining something on a napkin. She told me the car had broken down and she had to take it to get it fixed and that I should explore the town. I headed out of the burger place and to another store a little ways away. The building looked like one of those old fashioned two story brick buildings you find in most old towns in america. I was surprised to find the interior had only a little bit of a second floor, a wooden staircase leading up to it and the walls plastered and painted a tan color.

    Every inch of the inside was filled with tables; and the tables were covered in crystals and agates of all varieties with prices listed. The walls were covered in displays of decorative weapons with crystal blades made of crystals in all colors of the rainbow and (no exxageration) hundreds of dream catchers made from crystals. Looking at them closely even the string in the webbing of the dream catcher had thousands of tiny crystals inside of it. The man who ran the store was an old native american man who was really friendly and enjoyed sharing his stories with me about finding the crystals. He showed me a trap door underneath his shop leading to a network where he found them and mined them by hand.

    I eventually left the shop saying I had no money but promising that I would return when I did. I then headed outside and tried to call my mother but my phone was dead. I decided I would head to the auto repair place and jog there to get some exercise. I started running but floaty gravity kicked in. I started realizing that I could hop off of one foot (I think it was my left) and float for increasingly long periods of time while holding my breath. Practicing and experimenting for a handful of minutes I was able to hold myself in the air permanently and float around at a fairly high speed.


    I did however once or twice lose control and float into some nearby power lines. Fortunately for me dream logic meant that touching them or having my ankle snag didn't electrocute me to death and only had a moderate tingling sensation upon touching them in where I could feel power surging through them but It didn't harm me. Some dream characters caught their attention of me flying, one of them looking suspiciously similar to GizEdwards. If my recall serves I had a breif conversation with him about lucid dreaming without actually becoming lucid.

    I had by this point arrived in a different town; one near a lake. There were more shops and houses here. I headed into one shop; the building being built into the side of a hill. Upon going inside I found that the shop was in fact the entrance to an entire shopping mall. Most of the shops seemed to be closed but a few were open. Regardless I didn't have any money.
    At some point full lucidity finally kicked in but by this time the dream was ending as I could sense. I continued flying through the underground shopping mall noticing the visual details. There were interesting patterns and mandalas in the floor tiles and walls which grew increasingly intricate and stunning as the dream faded out.

    -+-

    I was in some old fashioned brick warehouse with a wooden roof. In it were several girls wearing victorian dresses who had metal plates and fake wigs on top their heads. They were presumably people who had their brains removed and replaced with robotic brains but their bodies continued to function normally. They were being forced to place vegetables into wooden crates in a very specific manner.

    I recall one of the girls, who was newly outfitted with the robotic brain being explained to how she should place celery sticks one at a time in neat rows inside of the crate, accounting for how the celery might be slightly warped; slightly thinner or thicker at one end or the other and how she should compensate for that to make the celery sticks fit as neatly and compactly as possible when packing them. This would go on for hours. Because the wooden crates were quite large it could take a whole day to meticulously package them with vegetables.

    At the end of the day the girls were allowed to go to their rooms. Because they were still human bodies but without fully functioning brains or independent personalities they still needed to rest their bodies at the end of the day. There was one employee who was not like the others, a middle aged man who was very tall. He had sort of a long face and gray hair. (He looked somewhat similar to my mom's new boyfriend.)

    He was told by the boss person that he needed to stay after. Apparently the boss disliked wasting food and told him there was a crate of cabbages/lettuce that would expire tomorrow, and that he should stay after hours and eat them.


    -+-

    The dream then showed the man going home. I talked with him, or received some in dream narration/exposition about his life and apparently he suffered from extreme depression. He walked to his house which was a victorian style house built at the end of a cul-de-sac. Most of the houses on the street were much newer looking and cleaned up while the man's house was made of rotten wood. The yard was barren with patches of dead grass and a single oak tree which looked like it might be sick.

    Someone told me that the man had long since lost the key to his house and never bothered to get a new key made or change the lock on his door due to his depression, (Dream character logic continues to perplex me.) so he would simply climb in the open second story window through the roof over the front porch. However today he had a cartoon stomach from eating an entire crate of cabbage and couldn't climb the post because his gut kept getting stuck so he resolved he would just sleep outside. As if to add to the man's depression it started to rain.

    What I found rather strange was when he went into his backyard it extended into a meadow which went on for about a mile before hitting a highway and some factories.


    -+-

    Same dream. I was in the same brick warehouse where the crates of vegetables were, but I was much more conscious of my own existence. I recall my hair had been shaved very short by feel and upon looking into a mirror I looked younger than I do IRL. I also looked more similar to a younger version of my waking life self before I lost weight rather than my dream self which has distinctively different features. (To explain this I was a very heavy kid when I was young. I started losing weight when I took up martial arts. My actual age appeared to be before I even started losing weight but it appeared I was thinner than I was IRL at that point.)

    I was at at least some low level of lucidity. I remember not really caring that my hair was shorter and my body was as it was as I was younger, just figuring I would lose the weight again and be able to grow my hair out again. I think the short hair had something to do with joining some kind of youth military organization. For some reason I had the sense that I had a lot of time to get things sorted out and figure out what was going on.

    Manei appeared. I got some low level of lucidity. She also looked young; younger than even when I first met her, though her age was in flux a lot so this was nothing new and I recognized her aura and behaviors. She had braces which was a detail the dream hyper focused on. She said to me something about how everyone has awkward or depressed times in their life before they improve and its normal. I started walking with her outside of the warehouse and we found ourselves on another planet.

    It was a desert with reddish-orange rocks spread about everywhere. There were some kind of aliens attacking which we had to fight. We picked up guns and started fighting the aliens. This alien monster with four arms and white armor came out and roared at us. We got ready to shoot but he started talking and said he was friendly and would help us escape. We ran over some hills with the alien (he had four guns, one for each arm) doing most of the work while we watched him from behind. When we got over the last hill we saw in the distance a big battle. Spaceships were hovering low over the ground and fighting one another.

    A small transport ship flew by and hovered next to us and dropped off a warthog.

    Manei: "Oh sweet wheels! I get to drive!"

    She got into the drivers seat and told me to get onto the turret. The alien guy got onto the gun and we started driving twoards where the ships were. We didn't make it very far before Darth Maul came out of nowhere and jumped on the back of the warthog and cut off the turret with his double bladed lightsaber. I think I was injured in some manner because I lost the dream pretty quickly and woke up.


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    I don't remember much of this dream but it involved me touring castles in Europe somewhere. A historical expert was talking to me about how the best defended castles were not necessarily the biggest ones and how easy a castle was to defend depended upon how well it was positioned. The dream character took me across a river on a boat into a castle. The river ran around an island upon which there was a hill that was a cliff on three sides and a moderate slope on the fourth and at the top was a singular circular castle tower. He said that this tower was defended by seven men against over nine thousand men because it was so well positioned they couldn't get an siege machines up close to the tower due to the water and the hill.

    Then I saw my high school crush. completely naked and coming down the stone stairs from the castle. She mentioned something embarrassing I did in middle school. Of course I don't remember what specifically it was; or even if it was something that *really* happened or just something that I had a false memory of happening.
    Lucidity hit me like a sack of bricks but a few seconds later I woke up.
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