Xyyzzz
Lucid Dreamer

This dream was most likely the most interesting non-lucid dream I’ve had. I don’t remember exactly how it started, but I believe I was Jet Li in a new movie or something.

There was a fighting tournament going on. It started with Military fighting first, and it was a very long tournament phase. Next, I believe I went to my house which was supposed to be my grandpa’s house. It was like the dental clinic I went to with some extra halls within it. I remember seeing a bunch of food on a table. This is when, I think, I got very hungry. I strived to find some food, and ran miles upon miles to find a store. I finally found a little old village (or something like it) and Jackie Chan started tapping my shoulder as to get my attention. We had an epic battle and he started to use some form of fighting other than Wu Shu (I remember my teacher IRL saying “What kind of style is that?!”) and defeated me. I said that I would have beaten him if he hadn’t changed his style. He told me to go home and I said “Very well then, I’ll go back home”. This phrase was said not just because I was hungry, but most definitely because I forgot some other small points in the dream that were important that lead to this loss.

On the way home, I started to slowly wake up but I didn’t want this to end. I started running home at ridiculously fast speed and I said some phrases that kind of went like this: “I’m now going back to my grandpa’s home. I’m ditching my son that lived where I’m leaving.” And then my brother told me to wake up, I ignored him. He said it again, and I woke up.

I’m pretty sure this was a WILD. I had a dream about missing my bus stop (http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/xyyz...top-41240/)and the tension caused me to wake up. I went back to sleep with the thought of missing my bus stop and doing some meditation as usual when I try to have a WILD. Then, I popped in a fairly small kind of green box. This was probably a randomly generated landscape from my brain. I knew this was a lucid dream. I wanted to fly but I knew it would take too much concentration, whereas I should have gotten used to my surrounding (which is kind of stupid, because it was a big green jelly box). I forgot to rub my hands and assure myself this was all a dream. I asked my subconcious what I’d be when I get older and my brain told me ‘architect’. Maybe this was just randomly generated as well, I don’t know. That’s all I remember - which is a bummer, because I usually remember my lucid dreams.

In this dream I was in a high elevation house. I saw somebody beating up somebody who seemed like my mom so I rushed and told my dad to come. I believe this all took place in our residential building in Toronto. I took two knives with me (one looked very weak, with a curve) and rushed down the stairs. I wanted to take the elevator, but the scary elevator prank video stopped me. In a rush, I actually tried to go up the stairs but found out the only way down was actually down. I saved the person with my dad alongside. I forgot what happened next, but the scenery changed to something like my school during the summer.

In this dream I was sleeping on the bus and my friends woke me up, only to tell me I missed my bus stop. The bus was still going in a wavy kind of road, with blue fence on the left side right after passing my house. Maybe I was going the direction where my friend lived, with the blue fence. I looked back to see my house. I pressed the stop button but there seemed to be no legit stop for the bus to stop at. I begged the driver to stop but he wouldn’t listen. With this much tension I slowly woke up. A part of me wanted to go back to the dream.