From the Lucid Dares thread:
...Meanwhile I undertook further vain attempts at lucid dying last night..
Seems I have a wet patch! No innuendo this time, but I got lucid, sort of, three times last night. First time I let myself be fooled into thinking, it wasn't a dream after all, second time woke me up almost immediately - but I was prepared for the third time.
And for killing myself.
It started with a scene, that should have creeped me out, but didn't. There was something like a woodpecker-toy high on my shelf - not sure, if you know what I mean - a wooden bird on a spring and when you bend it back, it starts hacking away at the base it's mounted on.
It was the size of a dove, though, and started hacking all on it's own, like in a poltergeist movie, where toys turn vicious. But I was just curious and took a look. That was a hint at surreality already, I must have levitated to get that close a look. Suddenly it started hacking away at an angle and left the base and then I did find it a little creepy. But the insight that this really should be a dream came quite fast. And this time I did an RC, not just scanning about for inconsistencies like the first time. Yepp - lucid. First of all I looked out of the window into the night and summoned my lightning storm - worked great, but again it was a silent one. Same as back then with my meteors, completely silent impacts. I read somewhere that it might be a natural security measure not to dream acoustical uproar which could drown out dangerous real life noises and one won't wake up. Makes sense.
Anyway - out the window I flew and in high hopes for disaster.
I did something which I never tried before - rolling on my back in mid-air and hovering there as if supported by an invisible cloud. There was lightning going on directly over me - but the bolts didn't come down. I only saw flickering light-points, where they seemed to start touching down, but they never did. Shame, I didn't think of Hukif's lovely galaxy dare then. It could have worked from there - I felt a bit like lying on my back on the floor of a planetarium gone mad in overdrive - watching stars dance about hectically. Quite beautiful, but also non-lethal to my dismay.
So I thought - okay - falling wasn't meant to be my cause of death, but lets at least try something.
And I just dropped. I wasn't afraid, because I went down still looking into the sky and didn't see the ground rushing up at me. Yeah - but it also didn't really work - I landed spread-eagled but without any pain and sort of softly. I felt a bit of impact, but that sure as anything was no suicide. And I wasn't a cat, either.
I'm going to keep at it, though! I really, really want to get hit, dammit!
I guess, I'll soon deserve a badge for most prolific lucid lightning produceress, if I go on like this - need to count how many times I tried it already...
Nicely enough I had a bit of dreaming time left even after that, but I didn't try for dares any more then. No clue what graced my night with three opportunities; it would be more productive, informative, if I could say I had worked on it, or took something - but nope - out of the blue.
Second time of my life to get lucid several times in one night - first time was four short LDs during the comp, while I did daytime work and was regularly and rather extensively journalling.
First instant from last night wasn't really lucidity - it was me suspecting, and strongly, that I was dreaming by noticing inconsistencies, like not being able to look out of a window. The view was just exactly like my optical problems in lucids, which are thankfully getting less bad and less common lately. But I was silly enough to really concentrate on the view instead of RCing and when it finally fell into place I concluded it wasn't a dream after all.
As said above - the second one was lucidity but I woke up directly after the insight.
Plus - I identified a new dream-sign: coloured pencils!
Last night it was the fourth time I'm aware of that such a thing appeared completely out of context. I was walking along in a park, and found one lying on the ground. High quality looking and a beautiful dark red - so I snatched it up and took it with me to the amusement of my company.
"You really can't resist collecting trash, now can you?"
Ignorance I say to this - there are treasures to be found in trash more often than one might suspect!