dream fragment

Wow, I don't know if i'm a natural lucid dreamer or what ... But I had a successfull WILD on the first serious try (refusing to give up that is.) Neat! I only remember a small fragment from earlier in the night though:



Dinosaurs (dream fragment.)

Some dinosaurs in a big room made out of paper. A guy said they were going to have to be put down since the "cage" could break so easily and they were quite dangerous. I told him it was a stupid idea, since we could just build a better cage instead. i mean helloooo, live dinosaurs! that is frickin awesome.


I then woke up, did some yoga, drank water and did some reality checks, since I was gonna try some WILDing. I was unsure if i woke up at the right time (roughly 7 hours of sleep), but I hoped I would hit REM right away.

Back in bed i lied on my back, just trying to relax. My flatmate went about in the kitchen, slamming things into benches and whatnot so I thought it would be hard to fall asleep. I meditated for awhile, counting to 150 with every breath. I started to get these weird and totally random thoughts, but I didn't feel sleepy at all and could still hear my flatmate in the kitchen. I just waited for SP to kick in since I quite often wake up in the middle of the night in SP and it comes quite naturally for me.

I turned onto my right side, and my mind was unaturally calm. I kept having random, "dreamy" thoughts, but my consciousness was very clear and I didn't see any HI och had any SP. But then, REALLY suddenly, an image of a corridor appeared. I entered it.


Foreign seminars!


Oh my! That was weird. No SP or HI beforehand? but ohmygod, it worked! okay, calm down.

I looked at my hands, touched the wall and just tried to really get into the dream. Seems stable, so I looked around. I was in a school probably, in a big corridor with many doors. I thought about how I wanted to meet Keiko, so I called out for him.

(Keiko was a imaginary friend who appeared in some of my dreams when I was little. He looks like a red fox with green eyes. Sometimes he has butterlfy wings. He had a quite timid personality with a sarcastic streak underneath.)

"Keiko!"

My voice sounded just like it does in real life. I turned around, hoping he would be there. Nope. Oh well.

I started walking down the corridor. It was completely empty. The few times i've become lucid as an adult before, I’ve tried to take control of my dreams with limited success ...my dreams has instead become really chaotic and "focused" on me; random annoying DC;s and unstable, changing scenery. I think about just going with the flow this time, enjoying whatever the plot of the dream is. But it would be nice to have Keiko with me ... I call for him again and turn a corner. A guy runs past me, almost knocking me over. He looks stressed, almost scared.

I look down the hallway. It's completely pitch-black from where he came, no light at all. Just perfect for a nightmare. No thank you, I think, turning back.

The corridor looks pretty much the same when I pass it the second time. One of the doors is open though, and I walk inside. It's like a big classroom inside with lots of people in it. Looks like there is going to be a seminar or something, there is a huge white screen in front and some people are running around setting things up. I walk up to a table that is in the front of the “classroom” and sit down next to two boys, around 9 and 5 years old.

“Hi!” I say in Swedish. “How are you?”
No reply. I try again, in English this time.
“Hi, how are you?”
“I’m fine, how are you?” The 9-year old replies.
“Oh, just fine. What’s your name?”
No reply. He turns to the younger boy to the left and says something in a foreign language that sounds a little like Russian.
“Oh, what language is that? Is it Russian?” I ask.
He looks amused.” Haha no, it’s Magrorian!”
I’m like ok, whatever. I turn to the younger boy.
“Hi, what’s your name?”
No reply. He has a vacant expression.
“How old are you?” I ask again.
“September.”
“What?”
“I was born in September.”
Cool, I think, same month as me! If I ask him what year he is probably going to say the same year I was born. So cool.
“What year?”
“87.”

I sigh. Stupid, random DC’s.

I see that the professor is trying to get everyones attention. Everybody keeps chattering, so I call out “Heyhey! It’s about to start!”

Everybody quiets down, I walk away from the two boys so that I’m closer to the professor. But when he starts talking it’s in the same foreign language that the two boys talked in! doh.
I try to “will” him to speak Swedish, but then it just becomes gibberish and random words. I sigh. I think about that at least 10 minutes must have passed in real time. I lean against a wall and look at the audience. Everybody keeps paying attention to the gibberish lecture. I’m not in the center of the dream at all, which is very unusual. I really feel as if I’ve walked into the dreamworld as a lucid visitor undercover, neither disrupting or pulling any attention.

I look at my hands and count to seven fingers, but I never doubted I was dreaming, I know I’m sleeping in my bed and that my flatmate is probably still banging around in the kitchen. I look at the audience, looking away and back. Nothing weird happens.

I think about something to do without changing the scenery or trying to take control of things, and remember that somebody on DV said that it was cool to listen to music in dreams. I look for my phone in my pocket, I untangle my headphones (it tangles up even in dreams) and put them in my ears. There is already music playing, and it’s the opening song from HOUSE M.D. Totally weird, I probably haven’t heard that song for at least 3 months.

Oh, random subconscious, how I love you. The song sounds just like it should, no weirdness or unexpected noise.

The lecture is still going, and nothing weird or random has happened. On one hand I think this is really cool that the dream is so stable, but on the other it’s a little boring to waste lucidity like this. I mean, there is no plot in the dream! I’m a total outsider!

Sick of this, I turn towards a random guy in the audience and will him to shift into a monster. It’s really hard, it’s like the dream is fighting me, but he slowly turns, he gets black eyes and a really wide, creepy smile with shark-like teeth.

He starts coming at me, and I lift my arm and concentrate on flinging him across the room with pure willpower, certain that it will work since the dream is so stable and I’m so confident.

But no! He keeps coming at me, time slows down as he lunges, all wide grin and razorsharp teeth …

I kick him right in the stomach the last second. The kick feels really weak, but somehow he still flies through the air … Right into the lecturer! Time slows down yet again, matrix-like, as the both crashes into a table.

Everybody in the room starts shouting, confused. I feel as if I reaaally fucked this seminar up. Ooops. I better get out of here.

I turn around and start morphing into a wolf. It takes some concentration, but finally I feel as a wolf. I start running towards the exit, but it’s a little hard to steer and I bang into the doorway. It hurts!

I run into the exact same corridor as before. This is so weird, how stable this dream is! I think idly about how long time has passed since I entered the dream. At least 15 minutes!

I start looking for a way out of the building, wanting to get to a forest or something. As I run the song “Pärlor” by Kent plays.

The dream starts to fade! Noooo. I start spinnng round, but still wake up. I lie completely still, hoping to fall asleep again … And yes. I see some trees! I enter the dream again.

Through the mirror world into Mordor


I’m sitting in a canopy. I take a moment to really get into the dream, stabilizing the enviroment, looking at my hands and so on. I look at the leaves around me. They are red and yellow maple leaves. I pick one and smell it, and it smells like chocolate! I bite into it, but it just tastes bitter and a little like grass … : (

I stand up on the branch that I “woke up” on, looking around. There is a clear blue sky with fluffy white clouds, and when I look out over the land it’s a big yellow wheat-field. It’s really beautiful. I take into the sky flying. It feels awesome!
I fly higher and higher, feeling the wind in my hair … So awesome.

But the higher I fly, the weirder the ground looks. It’s as if the horizon ends way to early, and the sky just “loops around”. The ground is slowly diappearing, and I try to will it to stretch further on, but it doesn’t work. As I fly onward, the ground slowly disappears, and soon there is clouds everywhere.

Okey then, I think. Here we go. I fall, or rise, towards the sky, I’m not really sure. but as I get real close gravity shifts, and it turns out the “sky” is a reflection in the water. I’m at sea! There is water everywhere, and a clear blue sky ahead. Just blue skies and clouds everywhere!

I can’t even describe how awesome this looked. Anyways, I start flying over the water. I think that I want to go faster, and I hear a voice saying “there is 5 more levels, you want me to increase speed?” I think yes please and sure enough, I speed up.

Then the clouds darken ahead, and it looks like Mordor ahead or something, angry black clouds and fire.

The water underneath me becomes orange, then turns to molten lava.
Huge rocks shoots up from underneath the surface, and I dodge around them the best I can. It feels as if something is trying to keep me away from that Mordor-like mountain!

I just keep flying, trying to get there, but then my visual fades … I try to hang, but nope … I wake up.


Awesome dreams though! It was really neat to not try to control the first dream, and I still can’t get over how stable the dream was. Insane, I tell ya.

Here are some memorable dreams from the past week, excluding today. From today onward I will try to be more organized.



Surprise visit.

I was in my apartment. (I live in a flatshare with 3 other people.) Suddenly John shows up, I have seriously mixed feelings about seeing him. He has a friend with him too, but she just stays quiet and in the background. He says he is in a hurry, that he was just passing by and has to go. I follow him back to the train station.

It's autumn out, really beautiful - red and orange leaves fall all around. There is snow on the ground. We walk in a weird sort of silence, i try to resist the urge to hug him and tell him how much i've missed him. I've tried to forget him for such a long time, i've repaired my life without him. He suddenly says he has missed me. I don't know if it's sincere. I feel so weird, I don't think I answered him. I try to muster up a feeling of aloofness and even hate, but I can't. Now when I see him everything just hurts.

When we arrive at the station he climbs onto a metal fence-thingy, I lean against it next to him. The metal is really cold.
"So," I say, starting up the awkward small-talk and avoiding anything and everything important with betrayal, addictions, life fracturing into tiny little pieces and exploding and whatnot. i don't care. Totally. Cool.
"Where do you live now?"
"King's street 14" (A real place in the city where we live.)
"great that you moved out of that flatshare. It sounded naasty."
He smiles. "Yeah."
"But damn! That is like really central. How much is the rent?"
"8400 crowns."
"What?! Ohmygood. How do you manage?!"
"Took a part-time job at mcdonalds."

"Oh" I reply, "That's great ..."
He mumbles something in agreement. The train arrives and we say goodbye.
I don't hug him.

While walking back to my house I try as hard as I can to just push him away in my mind. I think about how far i've come in rebuilding my life, and that I did it alone.


(We have a quite complicated past, our relationship is pretty much ruined.)







Planecrash!

This is just a fragment. I'm on a plane that crashes, we jump out of the plane with a parachute just in time. I make some awkward smalltalk with the other passengers while we wait for the plane to be repaired. When we get on the second time, I don't get on quite in time and is forced to hang onto the plane with just one hand.



Castle Adventure Time with secret rooms, maidens and executions. Oh my!

I was in a castle, a real medieval one. A battle was raging outside. Both sides wanted a girl that had some mystical magic powers. Both sides knew she was hidden in the castle and was looking for her, her powers would be the key to winning the war.

I was a young knight (male!) employed on the side that currently had control over the castle. Everybody was running around, both trying to fight off the other forces and searching for the girl. I had a feeling we had had control of the castle for at least a few weeks.

And then ... I happened to stumble onto the secret room. You needed a missing wallbrick, which I found. I entered the room. A girl around 15-17 was there. She had long red hair and a dark green, really pretty dress. She started to cry. Poor thing was so scared, she had been hunted all her life for her powers which hurt when she used them + they dried her lifespan. I don't know what her powers were, but they were destructive and only used for war, while she was so harmless and fragile. It was like a curse, I felt so much compassion with her.

Anyway, we became friends. Some time passed, I think. But somehow they figured out that I knew where she was. I fled the castle, but was caught by the opposing side.

(Here the dream becomes really vivid.)

I am staring up at the castlewall where my former allies are. While trying not to get the opposing side to kill me they sort of reveal that I know where the girl is. Those who have captured me refuse to hand me back (of course) since I possess this information.

My former allies aim a bow at me.

“Hand him back, or we will shoot.”

This is really a batman gambit of them, trying to make them hand me back or the information dies with me. This is such a tense moment. Everybody holds their breath, not knowing how this will play out. If my capturers hand me back, they might get a shot at finding me later or retrieving the information somehow. But at the same time, they haven’t even breached the outer wall and they might be too late.

I stand right under the wall in clear sight, no one will have time to protect me if they fire. I just stare straight ahead, listening to the whispers around me. Then I hear a bow getting “loaded” just a few inches to my right, the string being pulled. I understand that my fate has been sealed and my heart leaps.
To my right I hear someone saying “kneel”.

I kneel, staring down at the ground, my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest.
Thoughts about how I die for a cause run through my head, I also feel weirdly turned on almost, reality really sharp and clear and I really think this is the last thing I’ll experience. I just wait and wait and wait for someone to fire an arrow.

It’s never fired, the dream ends there.




Short lucid.

I am talking to Cornelia in our kitchen, when I realize she is shorter than me. This makes me instantly lucid. Wow, I just started getting interested in this again yesterday! This is going fast. Way too fast. I get scared, and wake myself up. I was just soooo surprised to be lucid dreaming that the dreamscape felt way to sudden and surreal. I wasn’t prepared.



Another short lucid.

The second time during the same night i got lucid. I don't remember what happened before this, or what triggered lucidity. I stabilized the dream by looking at my hands, the right one looked normal, the left one had one finger missing. I am in a sort of rocky area, just lots of rocks and stony grounds.

A black dog suddenly shows up from behind a rock, we stare at eachother for a few seconds. it looks like a labrador, slightly larger than normal though. I think about how cool it is that the dog doesn't exist for real.

It suddenly growls and looks like it's going to attack. I feel a spike of fear; pain is often really vivid in my dreams ... I try to wake myself up by closing and quickly opening my eyes. Doesn't work.

I will myself to morph into a wolf. It doesn't quite work since the dog attacks before I am finished morphing. We jump around eachother, just me trying to avoid his attacks. A paw scratches my side, it isn't that sharp a pain and I feel a little calmer and not as afraid. I see an opening and lunge towards his throat, but as I bite down I don't get that strong a grip since i've forgotten to morph my mouth/nuzzle. I morph while biting, I get a much stronger grip and bite down. As I do, my vision gets all grey and fuzzy-static like, then the dream fades.

Here I will post my dreams, both lucid and non-lucids. I shall try to keep orders with lots of tags and so on.



Colour coded for your convinience:

Non-Lucid
Semi-Lucid/lacking in clarity or stability.
Lucid
Notes/thoughts/clarifications/interpretion is in regular black.