Lucid Time!

Kyte is a volcanic moon orbiting far from a large reddish brown gas planet with an apperance not unlike Jupiter, only it is larger and has a higher percentage of heavy elements. Only the planet is closer to its parent star. The parent star is an orange dwarf with a little less than half the mass of our sun. It is a part of a binary system with a red dwarf, but the red dwarf orbits far out and is barely visible in the daytime sky. However, at night, it is quite visible, meaning that there is a sort of "twilight day" when the smaller and more distant star has risen but not the primary star.

The moon is much smaller than earth. 0.22 earth masses and fairly low gravity. There is an atmosphere with a high amount of noble gasses. Notably argon and xenon. The atmosphere is a snowy grayish color at sunset and sunrise and has a slight purplish tint during the day. There are clouds but they are often very thin and wispy. At the lowest points the atmospheric pressure is about 0.7 atm.

The terrain varies little, though the entire surface of the planet is black and gray, due to very high carbon content. There are a few deep canyons and impact craters. Though most of the planet is relatively flat and sandy. Sand is carried by the strong winds and occasional storms that blow through and made into dunes.

Though the moons' most notable feature are the large volcanoes spread out across the surface. They are concentrated near the equator but are present nearly everywhere. They have an unusual sweeping shape, beginning with a shallow slope and sweeping upward to nearly vertical chimneys miles tall. Most of these volcanoes are dormant or extinct but a few are quietly erupting small amounts of magma in deep channels running down the side.

The planet generates anomalies in the magnetic feild of the parent gas planet. This coupled with tidal heating and heat from the sun ensures that the moon is rather warm. Due to its dark color, it has a very low albedo and surface temperatures range from 80-150 degrees.

The moon has its own sub-satellite, an asteroid known as Nobal. It is only a few miles across and spins too fast for gravity alone to be keeping it together. It is theorized that it is one single rock being held together by chemical bonds.

Fronz is another moon in a very close orbit around the gas planet. Due to its orbit, it is believed that in a few million years, it will pass the roche limit and be torn apart by its parent planet.

It is much larger than kyte, about .43 earth masses, but still small. The moon is made mostly of water-ice with trace amounts of ammonia and oxygen in the atmosphere. Though the moon is mostly covered in ice, near the equator the ice melts resulting in a narrow band of water. The moon has complex weather patterns including snowstorms and snow-hurricanes.

There is a third major moon orbiting the gas planet between Kyte and Fronz, but no information is given, though it has importance. There are also dozens of smaller bodies, presumably captured asteroids. Kyte and Fronz are very important because together, they posses all of the necessary resources for long term habitation. Bases will be set up on both moons, but a large orbital habitat will be constructed between the orbits of Kyte and the unnamed large moon. Supplies will be mined from these moons and shuttled to the orbital habitat.

I close my laptop and abandon the project. It is something akin to Kerbal space program with is somehow also 'real' at the same time, and I feel very frustrated/sad that I have abandoned it. I 'remember' having worked on it for a very long time. I have to go to the store to look at quartz crystals with my mom. Should have become lucid. Space/planets dream sign.

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I was on a beach with Manei. Same beach that my first LD took place on. She gives me one of those 'broken heat' necklaces that light up when the two halves are put together. She has the other half.

I ask her why. This seems like a really cheap/gimmicky thing to show love or friendship. I'm generally bothered by this and ask her what her reasoning was, and to be honest I'm still walking a tightrope on the whole 'being in love with a dream character' thing for reasons too complex to go into detail here. She explains that I should ignore the physical aspect of it and focus on the meaning behind the object. Oftentimes, objects with little or no monetary value can have great personal value and vice versa.

Okay. Makes enough sense. I then commented on how I like the fact that my dreams do seem to periodically explore new morals and themes, and sometimes offering differing perspectives on old ones. I also like the fact that I am not always the fool when these morals are taught, and am sometimes the teacher rather than the student.

I think the necklace had some kind of voice recording that would play when the two halves were put together. I can't remember. This dream was very faded, and I recall their being much more to it. It may be getting mixed up with a fake lucid dream I wrote for the sake of visualization set in the same location. I feel as though I actually had it about two weeks ago but only recalled now, as if it were buried in my mind somehow.

Hawaii Tsunami

I was on vacation with my family. Though I think it was some unusual extended family where there were additional family members. But they were not original members. Instead, they would just be near-clones of existing family members with perhaps slightly different features. Every clone was just given a number. So it would be like the original Uncle Bob, then a clone of him was named Uncle bob 2, Uncle bob 3, you get the idea. Some family members had upwards of 6 clones, while others, like me and my mom had none.

The hotel we were staying in was up on the volcano a bit. It didn't really fit with the theme of Hawaii. It was like a log cabin/ski resort type place. In fact, I think the general vicinity of it was surrounded by pine trees and snow. I remember that the hotel had a huge open courtyard room in the middle with a pool.

We were just getting checked in and something had happened that I had lost my room key card. In the dream I had my own small hotel room to myself. The room had a painting of my friend S's Fursona on the wall, and he was really buff and riding a horse.

I decided to go down to the beach. To go to the beach, you would have to walk down this dirt trail on the side of the volcano, then through a couple of city blocks with some medium sized apartments, hotels and shops. Then there was a concrete wall that was designed to deflect or absorb Tsunamis. I made my way down to the beach.

I had the strangest sense of Deja Vu, since I dreamed of the beach last night. I didn't become the least bit lucid though.

Eventually the water recedes. I recognize this immediately as a Tsunami is coming. Nobody else seems to notice, or even care really.

I run out of the concrete wall. I see a huge metal door close behind me, dooming everyone who was too stupid to see the water go out. A few other people make it out with me but everyone starts to panic. Just as the door closes, I see the giant wave, twice the height of the wall approaching on the horizon.

I keep running through the city. The wave goes over the wall and begins to demolish the city. I look back and notice that it seems to be moving much slower than a normal wave. I manage to outrun it and get back up the mountain to where the hotel is just in the nick of time. The wave comes just high enough to splash against the front patio of the hotel then begins to recede.

I remember some of the family clones talked about going out to look for survivors. I said I needed to go to my hotel room to get something. But I then remember I had lost/didn't have my room key. This had really bitten me in the butt for some reason.

Apollo 37

To be honest I can't recall if it was actually Apollo 27 or 37. Point is, another space travel dream. I can't remember exactly what the mission is but I think we're headed to the Moon base. They show us this chart with this chart lineup of all these rockets in varying sizes.

We are getting in the very largest of the rockets. This one will only ever be launched once and never again, because the world government is passing some law soon that will ban rockets above a certain size. But we must launch this mission in order to deliver a key component to the moon that is very heavy and cannot be shipped in pieces.

There is also some part of it where we need two extra teams of astronauts to escort the mission and protect it from another space agency who might try to steal the component we are delivering. So they are to ride in side pods on the main rocket.

This is meant to add some level of redundancy after the launch phase. (Something can go wrong with one of the three ships, and crew/resources can just be transferred to/from the other two.) Apparently in this alternate timeline or future or whatever, this buddy system is common practice in space travel.

The big day arrives and they ask us to get on board. I remember they got us into the seats. Marcus was involved somehow at this part. I think he got aboard with me. I don't remember us launching or in space or anything, however. I have some vauge fragments of arriving at a space station attached to a miniature moon, but I think that might be mixed up with another dream.



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Alternate fullmetal alchemist opening/introduction. Only in some weird way I was Edward Elric and the entire series took place in the dream world.

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Something to do with black roses and a greeting card.

I'm gonna skip just about all of this since it was all very awkward. Let's just say that one of my friends wanted me to help them relieve some stress and sonic the hedgehog was getting a different kind of chili dog than he usually does. I lucidly woke myself up from both dreams when things weren't going my way.

'Twas laughing all the way when I wrote this in my private DJ. I know some people like to post their sex dreams and even I do it every so often, but only when I feel comfortable with the dreams, as funny as they were, I am not comfortable.

My recall has been slack but I feel like I've been LDing left and right.

I recall being in what felt like my grandparents' house. (Man, I am sick of dreaming of this place.) But at the same time it was like some post apocolyptic setting with destroyed concrete and bent rebar everywhere.

There also seemed to be a lot of water. Seeping through the cracks in the fractured concrete pavement. Puddles of water. A mist and/or a light rain occurring. Everything was blue. I recall I was flying above the rubble and debris and I landed in the area that felt like my grandparents house. I found I was unable to take off agian.

I figured it was because I fly using fire jets and maybe the humidity was preventing them from working. I thought about how this was a dream so the logic of water-beats-fire didn't have to apply and I should be able to fly anywhere.

I recall an old lady was there. She wasn't my mom, or my grandmother. She said that she was a photographer and she wanted to take my portrait. She told me to go into the bathroom and get fixed up first. I walked into the bathroom. The mirror was cracked and the entire bathroom was tipped on a 10-15 degree angle.

I looked in the mirror and saw that I was my waking life self. Hmm... odd... Usually the dream makes me look totally different. I figured it was a dream portrait and therefore I should change into my dream self. I made myself vanish and re-appear.

I was hideous. I had these grayish brown blobs hanging down from my forehead and my nose was five times its normal size and oozing snot. My body was ribcage thin, but I had a round circular belly and really skinny legs. I was making some kind of wheezing sound involuntarily.

Oops. I hate it when dreams do that. I get that it some kind of message about how I view myself. It's not one that I like, but it's a message that I need to acknowledge nonetheless.

I then managed to change over to my dream self properly. I almost had it but I was really short and out of proportion. I think my face was very tall as well. My head was two or three feet high without being any wider than a standard human head. I began stretching and squeezing various parts of my body and forming it into a recognizable human form. (Complete with cartoonish stretch and squish sounds).

After some tinkering I got myself to look right. I remember blinking repeatedly and my eye color kept alternating from side to side. Usually the right eye is the blue one, or at least that's the way i remember it. At one point I even got both eyes to be brown. That was weird. I was never able to do that before...

I then began thinking about how ugly my default appearance is sometimes, and how beautiful it is others. I was worried that my DCs see me as some kind of freak. I then remembered how Manei and Marcus make appearance mistakes. Like at least the dozen times Manei has had a mustache...

I lost the dream when the lady came in and asked me to take my picture.

Really awkward non-lucid sexual dream about masturbation. It was animated with cartoon sperm. Skip.

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A dream about a horror/apocalypse story called 'The Trees' where the world became overgrown by forests in a matter of days. This dream-story inspired me so much, I started writing a story about it. Most of the dream is covered in an artists corner thread here.

http://www.dreamviews.com/artists-co...omeness-6.html

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I know there was more to the dream before this, but I lost the recall when I woke up and went to teach Taekwondo this morning. I was flying around and I landed at my house. It was nighttime. I walked inside and saw my dad sitting at his computer.

"Oh, Hello, Dream Dad."

I walked completely into the room and saw a copy of my dad looking through the pantry.

"And Hello, Other Dream Dad." I said, just accepting that I had two dads.

"Are you lucid dreaming in my dreams agian?" They both asked in sync.

"Yes."

I then remembered my goal was to try and break my habit of biting my fingernails by doing something to alter my subconscious in the dream. I figured I would summon Manei to help first. But I lost the dream and woke up.

This is a nonlucid drop from the past week or so since I've been a slacker.

I was back in my elementary school music class. Though for some reason it is the elementary school music classroom mixed with my bedroom and painted orange. There were two classes in there at the time. We are just practicing or whatever. One of the kids from the other class gets up and a rap beat starts. I think his class was playing it. He starts singing a rap number. Then my class stars playing a beat as well. I know the song instantly. Saeed by IM. I start to sing and we get into this music battle. I think I lost because I sang the words wrong.

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I was at my cousins' house. They had invited everyone over to have a huge party, and we were all going to clip our toenails. (Dream Logic: Cutting toenails is this big event that that the entire family has a big party for and participates in.) I start cutting mine, that are really long and gross/gnarly of course... . I ask for bigger nail clippers and my grandfather appears with a stained wooden case. He opens it and reveals he has hundreds of different nail clippers. They were all different, some had little grips, others were made of gold. One pair was like a foot long. I remember asking why someone would need a pair of nail clippers that big.

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I had two dreams that I think had sort of the same theme, and since I haven't been posting they kind of got mixed up in my memory into one dream. I remember both dreams took place at my grandparents' house. (Man we're getting a nice mixture of different homes that I'm farmiliar with here.)

I remember Spellbee2 and DawnEye11 DreamCafe11 appearing in the dream. Spellbee was portrayed as a tall boy with short black hair and a suit and tie. I think he had glasses. (Don't know what he actually looks like in real life.) DreamCafe11 was also a boy but with long wavy brown hair and a black heart in the middle of his forehead. He was wearing purple and black.

When they came in I threw my laptop computer away and closed out Dreamviews. I looked at my reflection in the TV screen and saw that I was hideous. I had an enlarged nose and a huge gray boil, about tennis ball sized coming out where my right eye should have been. My hair was all messed up. I turned to face Spellbee2 and he asked who I was and where JadeGreen was. I became semi-lucid for a second and thought I was in a shared dream, but I slipped out of it and went back to being nonlucid. I tried to hide under some blankets that were on the floor.

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Later, My entire family was trying to register for Dreamviews. For some reason, I was yelling, pleading, begging that they don't join. I kept going on and on about how horrible it was and how I wished that I had never signed up. Someone asked me to give me an example of why it was bad and for some reason I just made one up.

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I was at disney world with my dad. He got in trouble for stealing a grape and got taken to the managers office. He got a long lecture on doing the right thing and not stealing while I had to sit and watch. He was really disappointed in himself for doing so. The manager wrote him a ticket for $22.25 or something close to that.

There was also a part where we went to an attraction that was a haunted house but it wasn't scary and I was complaining about that.

I think in the end, Pride from FMA was in it.

I just know that this dream dragged on for a very long time, but I found it very boring.

I was in an aquarium with Manei and Marcus. We were all wearing wet-suits and swimming around and there were all these different fish. Marcus said something about how well the police were choreographed. Then we realized we were being chased by police. Marcus had a small escape submarine but it was protected by a force field that he had to disable first. Apparently the force field was actually tank gravel suspended in a magnetic field used to protect the submarine from theives.

We got inside, somehow without using the airlock. The door had some kind of field like in the first star wars movie where you could come out from being underwater. I think a little bit of water had gotten into the submarine though. I remember the inside was full of board games and toys. I thought this was weird.

I remember we needed to escape because the police were going to catch up. Marcus told the AI to run the thrusts. Apparently, the thrusts ran off of Biomass from living humans so you had to sacrifice a part of your body if you wanted to make them go. He said he wanted to the AI that he wanted to sacrifice his feet to help us escape. The AI said that was sufficient biomass for a short thrust. I saw the submarine started moving but his feet became smaller and more bony. It didn't look painful though. In fact, I didn't think he even cared. Well I cared...

"No! Wait Stop! Watch this! AI, use my tonsils, my wisdom teeth, and my appendix!"

"New biomass selected."

I didn't feel any changes in my body except a slight tingling in the back of my mouth.
We traveled through a coral reef for a minute. But all the coral looked fake, and there were only a few fish/aquatic animals that were not very colorful or interesting. Eventually we came to the surface. We were in a pool of water under the parking lot of my high school.

There was something important to Manei and Marcus in the dream. We were characters in a video game. Marcus was like the character in the tutorial level, and Manei was the companion character. This is why Marcus was supposed to sacrifice his feet, because he could only help and guide you from a distance.

A car drove up. It was black and I think it was unusually wide and flat. I remember thinking about the arrangement of seats inside was 3x3 and that had some significance. In it were a bunch of clones of Psy. (The guy who did the Gangnam Style Dance.) I said something to him. But he then pulled out a giant bazooka and said that this was because I didn't like his new song. (Unpopular opinion: I don't really like Gangnam style or Psy in general. ._.) He shot at the side of the submarine that had morphed into a bus. The rocket made a pitifully small explosion and did no damage.

Marcus portaled away leaving me and Manei to fight. We didn't have any weapons. I poked up out of the porthole and I asked her to hand me all of the board games and toys. I started throwing them at the large black car. I remember the front hood would open and close and snap like a jaw and the front end of the car was bouncing up and down. I think it had metal teeth. I was trying to throw something into the engine because it was like a video game weak spot. More and more Psys appeared and started advancing on us in phalanxes, doing the gangnam style dance all the way. Manei said we had run out of board games to throw so I told her to just give me anything.

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I was then in the movie theater in my town and there was a trailer for the new pixar movie. The movie started off with a Dinosaur trying to build a house out of longs and tie it together with vines. He said something sad about how he knew that the meteor that killed the dinosaurs was going to come and kill them all because he was going to be re-incarnated as it.

As he was finishing building the house, he stood on the roof and pulled one of the vines tight with his mouth. But one of the logs broke because he was standing on it. He got very sad and just sat under the house anyway and cried.

It then showed a dragon named Lionheart. She had a really big/thick body and six short legs along with short stubby wings. She was light bluish green with dark blue stripes. Apparently she was the last dragon who died 600 years ago. She was flying above the ocean during a stormy night.

Lionheart stopped on a small island with one palm tree and curled up. She said that she was dying now, but would next be re-incarnated as a flag. She then vomited up a blue banner and died. Her body turned into fireflies. The blue banner was made out of a really tough sort of silk material that was unbreakable. It had a gold embroidery on the edge. Then a blue circle outline appeared in the middle of the banner and glowed brightly for a second before just turning into a white printed circle.

The banner was left partially buried in the sand and the island slowly sank. The island became known as Clusterbottom because the sand still made a cluster on the bottom.

The Secret of Clusterbottom 12345678910 was the title of the movie. It ended with a character saying that "In order for you to gain something, you have to lose something first."

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This was what Manei called a dream of a dream. It was supposed to be the future, but we were still speaking in the present. It was weird, we were dissonant from the rest of the environment. In the dream we had a family... three kids I think. Born as triplets. Two girls and one boy.

"Ugh. How could you stand having all these kids?"

"You forget. This doesn't have to be our future if you don't want it. In dreams, the past, future and present are not set in stone. They [are dynamic]. We can change the past when we go to the future. This is just one possible future that we can live. This is why your body doesn't age or change in a dream, because we chose to stay at a young age out of preference."

I remember looking in the mirror and seeing that we both still looked exactly the same as we usually did. I then saw that our kids were painting these little clay pots. I instantly thought to myself that these are kids. They're probably just going to end up smashing these or painting poop or something. So I was pretty surprised when they just painted them. Each in their own style. I guess I should have had a little more faith in them than that.

I couldn't help but be fascinated in what they were doing. I don't remember if the kids had names. After all this was just a projection of one possible future. One of them seemed to be very perfectionist. Painting detailed zig-zags with a tiny brush. Another seemed very spontaneous, simply randomly splattering and smearing paint with her fingers all over the pot. Yet another seemed to be painting lettering all over the pot in some language.

"I'm sorry. But I still don't like this. I can't handle this level of attachment to the dream world. This is a beautiful fantasy, but I'm afraid this could ultimately do the both of us more us harm than good. Perhaps sometime in the future we can revisit this reality, but not right now."

"How do you know this isn't your destiny? I shared this dream with you once before, when we fist met. You denied it then and you have denied it now. All this time together and you haven't changed a bit."

"I don't have a destiny. These are my dreams, I make that so."

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I was back in the parking lot, but all the Psys were gone. I flew out of the bus because I felt like we were still being chased. I would have just flown away, but Manei told me to come back. I saw that the parking lot had morphed to a beach and the dinosaur from the pixar movie trailer dream was there.

We were walking along the beach. There was a lot of fog and rain/mist. I saw a number of brown brick buildings build at super fast speed. For some reason I told Manei and the dinosaur that seeing those buildings was a dream sign. I did a nose pinch and could breathe. It then became nighttime, and the sky was a pinkish color with many large bright stars but no planets. I told her that stars were also a dream sign. I lost the dream and woke up.

Challenge of the year: Tell me what the first part of this dream symbolizes.

Very good recall last night, and pleanty of lucidity. Guess I'm still working some on the violence though...

I remember I was somehow thrown out of my house with no money for food or no place to live. I decided I would turn to thievery to get by.

I remember I wanted to rob this person's house. For some reason their house was a small log cabin in the middle of the park by my neighborhood. There was also a large apartment complex built along the side of the park. I looked inside their house to see a guy sitting in a recliner with a shotgun and immediately chickened out and ran the other way.

I think I might have had a knife that the guy might have saw.

I then saw some police, and while I wasn't in any way incriminating; and all I had done was look in the window of a house and think about robbing it. I went up and talked to them. They said that they were in the process of arresting this middle aged lady from the apartment complex who I think was having sex with her son. Even though I didn't do anything incriminating I (because dream) told them to arrest me for thinking about stealing from the log cabin house. They put handcuffs on me and took me to prison.

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There was somehow another dream that took place after the dream where I was sent to prison. Though it didn't continue congruently. I was with S and his friend, who for the sake of hiding real names, we'll call L. We were out in the woods on a river. The river seemed to run both up and down very steep hills and over cliffs. We were on inner tubes, but they were all tied together with ropes.

Before we went down this big hill, I remember giving my cell phone to L. He put it into a blue waterproof fanny pack that he had on his belt.

I remember I felt kind of bored the entire time we were on this. In retrospect, it was a fairly fun ride, but I couldn't feel any forces acting on my body and it seemed to be moving far too slowly.

We got to the end where the river ended in a small lake. His family were waiting there along with some other people. I think my cousins were there. S and L wanted me to hang out but I had to get ready to go to Korea for a foreign exchange program that I was a part of. I remember I we walked a ways down the road where the forest gave way to green grassy fields and I saw my parents waiting.

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I was then on my college campus, only things about it were now different. Some of the buildings looked very futuristic. (Like made completely of glass and such.) Others looked like traditional oriental construction. I guess this was Korea.

Somebody asked me about how to say 'Fire' in Korean. I think he was my language teacher who was helping students like me learn the language. He looked something like a younger version of my Taekwondo master. I know Ri is one of the signs on the korean flag that means fire. He seemed happy with that. Somehow, during this scene, I was back in the green grass field where the van was for a moment, but phased back to the university.

I then became lucid for no real reason. There were four or five girls all wearing school uniforms that all came over. They were all pretty much identical, though there might have been slight variations in hairstyle.

"Oh great. Here they come to hit on me. It never fails. Every single dream, you're always the hottest item on the menu..."

When the girls got closer, they tried to seduce me and started taking off her clothes. I tried to make it very clear that I wasn't interested this ending with me making a mess in the bed. I also began noticing that all but one of the girls just seemed like shades or projections. They wold go translucent for a second then phase back into solid existence.

I eventually honed in on the real one and focused on her, causing all the duplicates to shatter and fade. I was able to enter her mind and see that she was able to create duplicates of herself, but they required focus. She was losing focus at that moment because of me.

She was naked, so I willed some clothes back onto her. She was persistent and tried to take them off again. I had to give her the whole 'No means No' talk. She was very disappointed and walked off. I saw her make some more duplicates of herself as she walked off.

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I think that I might have woken up for a breif time. I remember waking up at around 5:00am.

Somehow, the police from the other dream caught up to me and I was now thrown in jail. I had been in jail for a very long time.

I was a member of this group called the 'Triple Threat'. Three of the most hardened criminals in the prison. (Because almost robbing one house makes you one of the three most hardened criminals in the prison system apparently.) The prison was also similar to my middle school in terms of layout and general feel. I remember one of the guys looked just like like Amit from infected mushroom. The other looked a lot like a realistic Scar from FMA only without... well the scar.

The guards caught on to our escape and pinned us in a stairwell. They said that punishment for trying to escape this prison was death. A sniper shot the Scar guy in the stomach and he died. Then they shot the Amit guy with a bunch of red darts. Apparently the darts were lethal injection darts used to kill prisoners.

The dream went into third person. I became lucid right as the guards got ready to shoot at me.

For some reason one of the of the officers said something really racist about asian people that I'm not going to repeat here.

When the went to shoot me, I dashed forward, dodging all of the darts that were shot at me. I fought a bunch of the guys with dart guns in first person.

This guy with a katana jumped out and tried to take my head. He was the warden of the prison and he was wearing samauri armor. I remember I kicked his helmet off and broke the crest. I went back to third person and started kicking and punching him, faster and faster until I was just a blur. The time slowed down and I hit him with both hands in the chest. A sonic wave expanded out, but there was no sound. It then pulled back in and then blasted out again, this time with sound. The Samauri armor shattered and the guy went flying backward into where the school's cafteria would be if it were the school. The school's cafeteria was normal and looked as though if it had been sealed off and forgotten when the school was made a prison.

Somehow, I had his sword now. I charged for the sniper who shot at me. I cut the bullet in half. He reloaded but I was already on top of him. He disappeared and left his gun (That wuss.) I saw more guys with dart guns coming after me. I reloaded and shot all three of them with one shot when they lined up. I began thinking that the dream was getting to be really violent, maybe I should find a way out out of this fight.

I saw more guys with dart guns coming. There was also this big guy in a basketball outfit dribbling a spiky basketball that I guess was used as a weapon. I remembered how I could scare DCs away instead of killing them all. I decided to scare them just like I did last time. So I went third person, gave myself sharp teeth and glowy eyes. I hissed at them. They ran away but one of them radioed for something else.

I looked behind me and saw a gray and white painted tank. I turned around and hissed at him too. I tried to make myself extra scary by adding black shadow tentacles that time. The guy in the gun turret on top. gave the order to open fire on the 'monster'. He shot the main gun, but I shot with the sniper and shot the tank round out of the air. I started running twoard them. He fired another tank shell that I cut in half with the sword. The guy on the gun turret shot at me, so I sniped off the machine gun.

The tank started backing up, but I jumped on the front. I put the barrel of the sniper down the gun of the tank. I willed the guy in the turret to jump out just before I fired and it exploded. The tank started driving backwards and I heard yelling inside.

I somehow found myself outside the prison. Manei appeared and had a plate of grham crackers with chocolate spread on them.

"I made you a snack, but we have to change to another dream to eat it. It's yummy in your tummy!"

"Alright, you have my permission, we can change to a different dream, as long as you promise to never say 'Yummy in your tummy' ever again..."



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The dream made a quick transition to another environment. I was in what was kind of a mix between a grocery store and a resturant. Like one half of it was a store and the other half an eating area. It took her a minute to appear into this new dream, but she appeared after a minute. I remember another DC was seated with us as well. Neither of us recognized him, she was just interested in being friendly, I guess.

I lost some lucidity and thought that I needed to get my phone back from L.

"I left my phone with L in the last dream. How do I get it back?"

"Check your pocket."

I did and it was there. Fully charged and even with the background I have set in WL. (That pic DawnEye11 drew of us.) I opened the settings menu but all of the text was all distorted and dreamy.

"No, but this is just the dreams' projection of my phone. I need my actual phone back."

She gave me that "well how am I supposed to help you?" Look.

She then said that my cousins were having a shared dream about minecraft and wanted to send me there. I said I didn't want to go because I hate minecraft dreams, but she sent me before I could tell her that.

I was in a jungle biome. There was a big cliff to one side with a small path carved into the side. There was then a room made entirely of diamond blocks. There were my cousins and also several Minecraft youtubers. Nobody in particular since I don't regularly watch MCYoutubers. The dream just sort of generalized them as MCYoutubers. Three or four of them.

One of them had a skin that was a floating loaf of bread, due to the use of some kind of hack. I remember he was very proud of this because he thought that it was 'so MLG'.

"Okay, welcome to Minecraft Dream/Video part four and one half.. If you like this dream, please leave a like, comment and subscribe to me. I'm too lazy to get a real job, so I need you guys to keep paying me to make stupid minecraft dream videos."

"Well at least he's honest..."

I started flying around the jungle trees. It wasn't really fun since it was exactly the same as flying around in creative mode on Minecraft. I couldn't break or place any blocks. I realized I could still speak to Manei. I told her to bring me back from the shared dream, but she told me the only way to get out was to wake up. So I woke myself up, though it took me a minute.

This is just a mash-up of non-lucid dreams and stuff from the past few days. In no particular order other than the order that I decided to write it down.

"Now remember, when browsing youtube looking for EDM, the attractiveness of the woman in the thumbnail is usually inversely proportional to the quality of the music."

-Marcus.

-+-

I remember I was a colonist on a tropical/desert island. We had erected a small camp, not unlike Jamestown with three walls and only a few buildings. Not long after, we made contact with a native tribe. They welcomed us with what seemed like open arms, and wanted us to join their tribe.

There were three trials that we had to pass in order to become 'one with the people' or something like that. It was also some kind of competition, and there were many other people competing. Most of them were boys around my age, but there were a few girls, and there were some people with more varied ages. But I was in the majority.

Some chieftain guy explained the first challenge. Everyone in the tribe had to understand suffering and hard work. So we had to climb this huge sandy hill. It seemed easy at first, but once you got about one third of the way up, the consistency of the sand changed and it became very slippery and difficult to climb. Some people managed to make it about two thirds of the way up before sliding back down.

I came back down to the bottom. Some of the other DCs were already giving up, while others still stubbornly stuck to trying to climb the hill.

Now the sandy slope was bordered on either side by a thick canopy of mangrove trees, and almost the entire thing was in the shade. Hanging from the trees were vines. I then decided to try another approach. I climbed up a tree and got into the canopy with the vines. I then simply climbed up the slope using the branches and vines in the tree. Sure, it was still hard, but I made it to the top before anyone else.

To my surprise, the cheif was actually very disappointed in me. He told me that the slope was meant to teach people that even if something starts out easy and gets hard you should stick to it, because eventually (one of the other guys, a Jack look-alike, makes it to the top of the sandy slope, but he's totally puttered out and collapses on the ground.) You will power through and succeed. If you give up on one approach, you're throwing away the time and energy you put into it.

I can't decide if that's really profound or him just being a jerk. Probably both.

...

The second trial had something to do with crossing a river, and the third had something do with a bear.

...

Eventually, we got to the tribal village where the cheif was. I had been disqualified for my 'dishonorable actions' on the first trial and had been walking along a secondary trail with the cheif and some of his warriors. The tribal village was for some reason, laid out exactly like my own subdivision, only the homes had been replaced with tribal longhouses, and the roads were dirt streets.

There was the Jack look-alike who was totally exhausted. The tribe chief had these two girls come out with a big roasted pig. He ate the whole thing in about fifteen seconds and when he was finished his stomach was really big like in a cartoon.

I remember all of these people from our village started coming in. I then remember thinking of how when the native americans first made contact with the colonists, so many people on both sides were killed by disease. I tried to warn the chief but he wouldn't listen to me.

The dream zoomed in on all of the viruses transmitting from one group of people to another and a narration voice told me about how soon 92% of them would be sick or dead and there was nothing that I could do to stop it. I then realized that I didn't care because I was dreaming.

-+-

There was a long string of dreams that I recall, mostly nonlucid. There was a very complex plot about radioactive waste had contaminated large portions of the planet and entire countries had to be evacuated. Mass panic and chaos. I had been separated from my parents, but the slightest hint of lucidity seemed to dampen any amount of investment I had in that fact.

I was riding on an evacuation bus. Outside it was dark, and there were people everywhere, panicking. I felt safe, because the bus we were in was an armored military bus of some sort and even though they were doing things like shooting us with rifles and throwing Molotov cocktails at us, the bus seemed to continue moving no matter what.

I remember this guy who was sitting next to me on the evacuation bus. He looked kind of like my dad, but he was a little bit younger/taller. He had a very proper deminor as well, wearing a suit coat and tie.

"Young dreamer, I have three questions for you: Number one: Will you turn into a girl and make me younger so we can have sex? Also, I want to have it in your bedroom because it won't matter if we make a mess."

I get a visual of my bedroom, only it looks as though some of the furniture has been moved around. The bed looks smaller than usual, and even if I were to say yes, there's no way that bed is gonna hold this guy. He's huge.

"No."

"Number two: What is more important when playing a sonic the hedgehog stage? Getting an S ranking or getting all the rings?"

I get visuals of playing what looks like a really hard sonic the hedgehog stage in the sky. There are only lots of rings, lots of enemies and a few bouncy wall platforms and grind rails. Whoever is in control is expertly navigating it though.

"I don't know."

"Number three: (Taking a small waffle press out of his briefcase and plugging it into an outlet on the interior wall of the bus.) If I put three fingers in my portable waffle maker, how much delta-V will I have left over?"

"What??"

No visuals that time. Just my confusion.

...

Years later. I was living in a small town in what had formerly been the middle of the pacific ocean. Whatever catastrophie had struck the world had drained the oceans, or at least moved them around. Most of the people drove around in tiny electric smart cars. The town had a few modern buildings built of brick and concrete, like for the shops and stuff, but a vast majority of the homes were log cabins, as was mine.

Mine was particularly small, because I still lived alone. I remembered thinking that it had been fifty years or more since the catastrophe, but I still hadn't aged a bit. Supposedly, this was another odd side-effect of whatever had happened. I still lived in this small, humble house. I grew potatoes, lettuce and wheat in my yard, and I also had an apple tree.

Stuff from the world before the catastrophe was hard to come by. One of the few things that I had was a Katana that I kept on the wall of my cabin. I also had a very large dreamcatcher that had been made for me by an elderly woman who lived in the town. I would practice with my sword everyday after I came back from my job as a farmer. I practiced a unique style of swordfighting that was difficult and unpredictable where I held the sword with a reverse grip.

I was teaching a young girl. Her appearance doesn't come to me but she was a prodigy who's skill would soon surpass my own. There was also some romantic development between us, despite her being somewhat younger. I was planning for her to forge her own sword soon.

I recognized that I was a character in a story. I forgot what happened here.

-+-

I was traveling by train. The train was more like a row of moving stone buildings that slid along a stone track. The train was pushed by sails. My final destination was a beautiful oriental city built in the middle of the lake that was surrounded on all sides by tall, beautiful mountains. The water was shallow and had clusters of lilly pads and small islands in places. I remember all the buildings in the city had blue roofs and white walls. There was a towering pagoda over the center of the city.

The sail-train pulled into the station and stopped. I got off. I was surprised, that from the outside the city looked to be a small, tightly packed cluster of buildings, but on the inside it was huge an open, with gardens, parks and plazas. It still retained the original architectural motif.

...

It became nighttime. Po and the Furious Five from Kung Fu Panda appeared. We were in this dojo courtyard with black and white stones making a Yin Yang. Po said he wanted to practice fighting with me. I practiced with him. He was really good. Even better than me, I think. I don't remember the details of the fight, but at one point I know he kicked me into a post.

Tigress said there was some bad guy that we had to chase down. We all started running and jumping over rooftops to chase this guy down.

-+-

I went to a movie theater with my mom,dad,aunt,uncle and cousins. This guy was trying to sell us a double ticket where we could watch two movies, one right after the other and pay less. My dad said that he wanted to take the deal. We were going to watch Ant Man then Fantastic Four. I told him I didn't want to do it because I wanted to go home and fall asleep so that I could lucid dream.

...

I was at a pool/indoor water park setting. I wanted to go down the biggest water slide. I went down, but for some reason it was really bumpy. Like going down stairs on your butt. When I hit the bottom, I saw that I was now in my grandparents' house. Though the floor had been replaced with this dark spruce wood.

I slid across the floor. It was really slippery.

"Oh... I'm going on a journey..."

I saw that at the end of the hall, where the entrance to their garage is, the house continued. It gave way to this very dreamlike room that was huge and had giant, unusual furniture. The wooden floor split into two slides and I continued along one of them. Somehow not falling of, since there were not rails to keep me on.

"I'm going on a better journey..."

I was working with a group of students to build a new planetarium on campus. We had this big concrete foundation and another student had built this machine that modeled the orbits of all the planets in the solar system. The planets went around on circular metal tracks driven by gears. The sun was a giant light bulb, about 6' in diameter. The entire thing was powered by the wind running into this vent and turning a generator.

The professor who was my astronomy prof from earlier in the summer was happy with how the solar system model worked, but I pointed out that once we built the building around it, there would be no wind and it would no longer work. I stumped him and the DC who had built the model; another student. The other student got really mad at me because he thought that I broke his project.

This dream was actually from a couple of days ago, (Can't quite remember what day.) during the time that I wasn't posting. But I figured that since I had no dream recall this morning since I stayed up a little too late that I would use this time and motivation to post this dream.

I was at a clothing store attending some kind of fashion show. Both men and women were displaying outfits. Sadly they were not particularly dreamlike, entertaining or cool for the most part. Nothing that I recalled.

I then remember this one woman who was showing off a red dress. She was middle aged and not the most attractive, past her prime. I began wishing that she were more attractive, and to my suprise, she started to change to a younger version of herself. She started doing some kind of dance shaking her hips. I wanted her to stop and go away, and she did.

I realized my control over the woman was due to the fact that I was dreaming. The fashion show went away and Manei appeared. She was wearing this cute pink top and asked for my opinion on it.

“I like it. Do you think I could get one in my size and in black?”

*confused look*

The dream shifted to the front driveway of my house. The theme of clothing continued, though. I was offered several choices of outfits. One of them was a blue suit and tie. Pass. Another was a white martial arts uniform. Better. It changes to green. Awesome, but it has all of these patches/awards sewn on it. I couldn’t make them go away.

I changed myself into a black martial arts uniform.

“No, Jade! No more black!”

“But why tho?”

“Black is the color of evil and shadow.”

I spoke back to her in the language of thought. No it is not. I always think of black as infinity. In taekwondo, the black belt represents the infinite universe that is all that is left to be explored. Someone who is of the highest level. And even if I’m not the highest level of lucid dreamer, giving myself a little confidence boost couldn’t hurt…

Besides you agreed we would stop being controlling over one another...

I was thinking about/visualizing a story that I have been working on lately and running through some plot elements. I was thinking about a part where the characters fly to space on a special spaceplane. I then decided that had best wake up, since I have to teach Taekwondo on Wednesdays. I brought myself out of the visualization but felt odd accelerations.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the special spaceplane, and we were landing. I did a nose pinch and sure enough I was still dreaming. I sat up in my chair and looked around. I told myself I would regret this at some point, but that It was important that I wake up. All that managed to do at first was make the plane phase away and drop me on the runway.

The runway morphed into a road and became narrower. I was now standing to one side of it, in a wheat feild. Across the road were several large industrial buildings. There was a stand selling bananas on my side of the road. I noted that what few cars there were were driving on the opposite sides of the road that I am used to.

I went over to the guy at the banana stand because he was kind of blurry and I wanted to get a closer look. He turned out to be this huge hulk of a man with a balding head. He smiled and said:

"Im the Supervisor, Can I get a taxi number?"

(A cookie to anyone who can tell me what that DC referencing without having to look it up.)

I saw the word 'Taxi' was printed on the side of one of his bananas.

Second false awakening. This time I was in my backyard. I thought it was waking life for awhile. I looked around and all around me were digital clocks. But of course they all read weird times like 12:338 was one that I remember. This caused me to reality check. I became lucid and realized that this had happened twice now, clearly I wasn't getting out of this dream.

I remember at this point in the dream I looked at my hands. People always talk about how your hands look so weird in dreams. Mine seem to look completely normal most of the time. I look at them. The skin tone is darker than I am used to but they look completely normal. I'm not wearing my bracelets, but I didn't make a note of that. I try to poke my finger through my hand. I'm simply met with the usual resistance and I can't do it. Just like a waking life hand.

I guess I figured there was no point to continue to try to wake up, so I figured I would just see what the dream had to offer. I looked around the backyard. All of the plants/trees were gone. Not just the ones in my yard, but everywhere. Just the grass was left. I looked inside my house through a window and saw that all the furniture was gone.

I tried to fly by jumping off the table on my back patio but I just floated back down to the ground. I also noticed that I could see my reflection in the window of my house. For some reason I had really long hair, like down to my knees long hair.

"Hello?" I yelled and my voice echoed though the neighborhood. I became worried that this would be like one of my early lucid dreams where I was alone somewhere and no dream characters would show up. I was relieved to see. A group of identical people in the distance talking to one another.

Out of the group came Marcus. Except he had a huge distracting beer belly. He walked over and I asked him something. I remember his voice very clearly when he replied but I can't remember anything having to do with what he said. Then Manei appeared as well. She was pulling a wagon and she looked to be about 10. Except she also had a mustache. (Okay, so not her funniest appearance mess-up to date.)

She said she was excited because she was taking to see me a music show. She said something about it being a group from her tribe and their traditional performance. I didn't see any show, but I saw some people putting towels over a fence. I thought this was kind of weird until I figured out that it was a puppet music show. So the people were putting towels over the fence so you wouldn't pay attention to them, only the puppets then they had large puppets, too big for even a hand. They actually turned out to be costumes.

Okay. So what are the towels for? So that the actors have privacy while they change. Pointless since we can see them from where we are sitting; and they're just putting the costumes on over their clothes.

It was at this point that I took into question the reason my usual DCs looked different. In particular, I wanted to know why Manei was so small all of the sudden. I asked her and she replied, but I don't recall what she said.

I then notice that once they put on the costume, their appearance seems to morph some. One of the actors changes into Manei, and the one sitting next to me goes away. Only this version of her is super vivid, and the correct age, except she was wearing beige/brown instead of the usual red, and had two braids. I remember the same kind of thing happened to Marcus only he didn't have a beer gut and he was wearing gray instead of blue. I remember both of these DCs really seemed to 'pop' from the dreamworld.

Then, I felt myself getting pulled twoard the third actor. My 'soul' was forcibly pulled from my body, but I just let it happen, curious as to what would happen when I was absorbed by the costumed actor. I was then distracted when I noticed there was a fourth actor. But he/she wasn't turning into anybody.

A computer error appeared.

"Compatibility Error.
Dream [1] character has incompatible drivers.
Dream [4] character not found.

Would you like to exit the dream or check online for a solution?"

I lost the dream and woke up laughing.

This was one of those lucid dreams where I wasn't even trying to get lucid. In fact, I didn't even think I had a chance of getting lucid last night. I've been focused on things besides lucid dreaming this past week or so.

I've actually had quite a few other lucid dreams. Most of them were pretty short become-lucid-and-wake-ups. Another one involved me getting angry and freaking out, and I don't really feel like sharing that one. In yet another, Manei told me some secrets about lucid dreaming, but asked me not to tell it to other people.

I remember a dream involving a battle between what was cuter, kittens or puppies. A kitten and a puppy were fighting in this big factory with dangerous moving machinery and kept pushing one another into it. But whenever the kitten or the puppy fell in and should have died, they just exploded into confetti, then re-appeared somewhere else.

...

Anyways, I was in this small village with a few, tall, large buildings around. The architecture reminded me of what you might find in southern Europe. I saw there was a train track crossing with two trains at the end of it. Both of the trains were silver-ish, but had faces like Thomas the Tank Engine characters.

I remember they were different sizes. There was a normal sized one, then a really small one, on tracks a little more than a foot wide.

"Daddy, when I grow up, I want to be a great oneironaut like him!" said the little train engine.

"Okay, but you have to work hard at it every night." said the big train engine.

The train engine's mention of lucid dreaming made me reality check. Okay. I'm dreaming. I made my way down into the plaza area of town. I saw a music stage but it was empty. The concert would be on later.

Though when I saw the stage, I for some reason thought of the white cat that hugged my face in a previous dream. This caused the cat to appear onstage and walk toward me. It followed me into one of the buildings that turned out to be a bar/club.

"Kuansen Axio Sosumble, Por favor." (Now I'm mixing Spanish and dreamspeak...)

...

"Manei, Kuansen-"

"Over here."

Now for some reason she was dressed like Raven from Teen Titans, though she didn't look like a cartoon. She has everything. Blue eyes. Gray skin. Even blue hair that looked kind of fake. Come to think of it the whole outfit kind of looked like mid-level cosplay.

"Why are you dressed like my middle school cartoon character crush? And if you were gonna go for a teen titan, why not Starfire? She would suit you so much better."

"Because I am worried. Do you see that guy over there in the sweater?" (She gestures over to a group of punk/gang looking people, all of whom are wearing really ugly sweaters.)

"That one in the beige" I ask having no idea who she is referring to out of the group.

"No the big black guy." She points to a simply giant (both vertically and horizontally) black guy with a beard who is sitting in the corner with a bunch of beers. "He has had five beers and I'm worried about him."

We start to walk over. I tell her that it would probably take alot more than five beers to get a guy that big even a little tipsy.

"Hey, uh excuse me. My dream guide says you need to stop drinking."

Gigantic burly guy stands up and unleashes a bellowing laugh. The other punks surround me and corner me. The guy tries to punch me. I grab his hand. He winds up and tries to punch me in the stomach with his other hand. I feel nothing more than a light touch, though he looked to be in pain, like he just punched a wall.

Them abs are made of steel yo.

He looks confused. Stressed. I pinched him on the shoulder. He drops to the floor unconscious. All of the other sweater punks who were cheering a second ago now just look confused.

"Hmm... Well all you other punks had better start running away screaming."

All of the other guys run out of the bar in a panic/frenzy. I lost the dream and woke up.

I was in the parking lot of a street mall. I was trying to break into an empty store because there was some kind of criminal organization that had found a way in through the back door and were trading drugs in there.

I picked the lock and went in. There was nobody in there but there was a big pile of drugs and case of money. I took the money for myself then called the cops. I stashed the money in my car and went back when the cops showed up. They then arrested me, but not because I took the money, but because my car had a broken tail light.

They arrested me, but I felt like what I was experiencing didn't matter and was going to end in a moment.

...

I was in a toy store. All of the toys were in clear plastic cubes. I remember looking at one. It was a spaceship that had landed on the moon in 1988 and the astronauts had died because the ships' reactor had melted down. It wasn't so much a toy as it was a model/memorial.

Somebody told me too look at another. This one was just called 'lamb'. It was a little white lamb. But when I looked at it agian it was a white cat. I thought it was weird and I set it back on the shelf and started to look around. I looked back and the tiny toy had been replaced with a real white cat.

The cat jumped up and started hugging my face. The dream changed to my bed and I woke up.

I remember I was driving to the college that my mom works at, but I got lost on the freeway fairly quickly. As I lost sight of familiar roads, the dream gave way to these weird roads made out of rusted metal with high guard rails on each side. They did weird dreamlike things like go straight up, turn, curl and even move.

It was like a platformer game, except you played it with your car. I managed to get through and arrive in some kind of city. I was happy because I found that the college that I was trying to get to was actually just a few blocks away from where I parked, so I guess I had wound up getting there after all.

...

The next thing I knew, I was in a back alley. Some kids from my neighborhood showed up and they wanted to fight. Manei appeared behind me and started watching. One of them said that he knew Choi Kwan Do and he started kicking me. I went to block but for some reason my usual dream-super-martial-arts weren't working. Manei said she was holding them away from me. (WTH Manei?!)

No reason to fight. I pulled into third person and I had to do this quickly. I turned away from them. I then changed my face, making my mouth cut wider, like the Joker. I gave myself rows of sharp, yellow teeth and made my eyes glow. My eyes also seemed to be emitting some kind of smoke or energy trail. I didn't consciously add this, but I liked it.

I made myself turn around and snarled at them. My mouth hung open and a long syrpent-like tongue licked drool and blood off my face. The kids all ran and screamed. I remember one of them peed his pants, and while I was in third person, it zoomed in on his pants as he peed in them. Too funny.

I changed my face back to normal and went back inside of my body. Manei was gone and Jonathan was leaning agianst a dumpster in the alley smoking a cigarette. He said something to me but I can't recall what it was. I showed him a drawing of the face that I made to scared. Manei re-appeared and Jonathan ran off.

...

Manei was really upset with me for some reason. Apparently getting beat up by those kids in the back alley was a dream that she had created. She wanted me to lose so that I could be hurt and she could take care of me when it was over and she could have a cute/romantic moment with me. That's why she took away my fighting abilities.

I had to explain to her how that was actually really kind of a dick thing to do when you think about it. She realized the error of her ways and started crying and hugging me. I wasn't mad at her though. I realized that I really liked the idea of just morphing myself into a demon/monster and scaring the opposition away whenever there is someone who wants to fight, and if it hadn't been for that happening, I might never had that idea. It would save more time and there wouldn't be so many fights in my dreams.

We decided we would just go get ice cream. But a little kid pointed to us and said that he recognized us and wanted us to show off our powers. I flew up into the air and she started dancing. (That's a power?) I then thought to stabilize while I was flying and rubbed my hands together and told myself that the dream wouldn't end.

After that we started walking to the ice cream shop. The dream felt strangely familiar as though I had been in this exact spot before. Maybe it was from another dream. Manei said something about wanting me to wear white instead of blue and black because it would make me look more like the hero. She said something about wanting me to be the little hero of the dreamworld.

This was actually a theme we kind of explored very early on, but in reverse. I tried to change Manei into something that she did not want to be, and the moral of the dream was that I shouldn't try to control her and make her be something she didn't want to be. Now she was trying to do the same thing to me. I had to remind her of this, and that if we are to recognize each other as equals, we must not try to be controlling over the other.

I don't remember us actually getting our ice cream though.

...

There was a repeat of the flying part, but I was in a garage. Marcus was analyzing my dream powers and he had two little cuffs around my feet to analyze how the fire works. This went on for a minute as I kept stabilizing and reality checking. I asked him if I could stop. He said he had gotten all the data he needed and let me down.