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Strange graveyard upon the green hill

I'm writing this wayyy after I woke up so there's certain details left out but I remember meeting a group of people in a neighborhood wearing flowy clothing and a man, with an earring and looks like a white version of Vaas Montenegro handed me a brass bubbler with bolts on it and asked if I wanted to smoke. I looked and my mother (who is VERY VERY against smoking) was standing there and I apologized and said I couldn't smoke. Then I remember looking and seeing my mother smoking a cigarrette (another thing she greatly opposes) and then I thought, screw this I'm taking a hit and he held it while I inhaled and held it for a while and he signaled for me to exhale and I did and he gave me a thumbs up lol. I instantly felt high and started having conversations with people around me which included his family and some were classmates at my high school. We fooled around and laughed for a bit and I decided to walk off to this hill (it was beautiful daylight outside) and after walking up the greenhill I found myself at a graveyard stacked with many tombstones. On the tombstones were pictures drawn by little kids in bright crayon. Everything, I suppose as a result of being high was very bright and vivid to me but the drawings gave this weird feeling. It was joyful because the colors were bright but at the same time the fact that it was a graveyard and the pictures were taped onto tombstones was a bit strange. I stood there for a bit and walked through the graveyard and I think another dream character was there too.

Note: In my AP Literature class, we just finished exams and we watched Lion King today and I believe the graveyard scene was influenced by that movie because there is a scene which Simba goes to the elephant graveyard and almost gets eaten by the hyenas. xD I don't know if it provides any meaning to the dream or not but it seems like a coincidence to me.

Non-lucid

I actually don't remember much of my dream last night (I had smoked weed before I slept, which usually hinders my lucid/recall abilities >. <). Though I do recall being with an old friend and little fragments of the dream, like looking into her eyes and they were really bright and shiny and we were hugging and cuddling with each other a lot and laughing about things I don't remember. She also gave me a piece of candy. I think in the context of the dream we were in love and as a result the dream was just seeping with positive emotions. That is what I remember most.

Bus crash:Non-Lucid
This dream scene is the first that I recall. I was on a school bus with many children that seemed familiar to me. I wasn't lucid at the time and I noticed my ex sitting in a seat across from me. We talked for a little bit and things seemed very light hearted and different. After talking to her, I don't remember why but I realized my attention was focused mainly through the front window of the bus and when I turned around, the whole back half of the bus was gone and I could only see the road and the cars behind us. It was completely severed off like the airplane in Lost that broke in half in mid-air. Next thing I recall, I was with a group of people (I presume the ones that were sitting in the front half of the bus with me) and the bus had stopped and we were standing around a street in the city, with a highway infront of us looking for the second half. There was this curved cement pillar (the ones that hold up the highways) that was infront of us, and all of a sudden the back half of the bus came into view and was out of control and ended up falling off. The tone of the dream turned very real and I felt this very powerful disturbing feeling as I looked to the bus and there were children covered in blood. Every single one of them were dead and there were puddles of blood everywhere.
Garden of Flowers: Lucid
I started walking off from the scene (which I find to be a common theme in my dreams) and I found myself in a garden of flowers, still in the city. I do not remember exactly when I became lucid but suddenly I realized I was dreaming. The first thing that caught my eye was a tall bunch of white flowers on the side of the garden and I started interpreting it as I would if I were reading a literature story (In waking life, currently reading Fahrenheit 415, in which a character Clarrise is usually associated with the color white) and I looked back at the bus scene and thought of the white flowers signifying hope or purification from the past. I then again realized that I was in my dream, interpreting my dream, in a world created by my own mind and as I thought more and more about this I starting feeling more and more amazed. The garden was like a pathway made with walls of flowers of all kinds and colors, and I observed intensely at the details and thought of how I always waited for the moment to be lucid in my dream again and there I was in that moment experiencing it. I spent quite a bit of time in the garden just observing details and exercising my full control of my awareness. Even though I've lucid dreamed many times before, it still never ceases to amaze me. xD