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    Aeolar's Lucid Reveries and other Hoopla

    This is my lucid journal!
    It's dusty and cluttered with non-lucids that are scared to die and got stuck here!

    Dream Characters(The cool ones at least):
    <>Girl who looks like Terra from Teen Titans
    <>Xaphor- A two headed white dragon
    <>More coming soon!

    Dream Goals:
    <^>Go to the top of Mount Everest[]
    <^>Find my Dreamguide[]
    <^>Travel in outer space[]
    <^>Breathe underwater[]
    <^>Find Shangri-La[]
    <^>Find the Holy Grail[]
    <^>Pull Excalibur out of the stone[]
    <^>Create Dream weapons and armor and use them in combat[]
    <^>Ride a dragon[]
    <^>Create a pet[]
    <^>Eat dream food[]
    <^>Fly upside down[]
    <^>Create & Destroy an object[]
    <^>Fly through a wall[]
    <^>Meet a T-Rex[]
    <^>Face a fear and learn[]
    <^>Learn from a master[]
    <^>Meet a Greek God[]
    <^>Become something *natural*[]


    ♪Now for some pleasing music ♪

    The Road goes ever on and on
    Down from the door where it began,
    Now far ahead the Road has gone,
    And I must follow if I can,
    Pursuing it with eager feet,
    Until it joins some larger way
    Where many path and errands meet.
    And whither then? I cannot say.

    1. The Amazing Chase(es)!

      by , 06-05-2011 at 05:52 PM (Aeolar's Lucid Reveries and other Hoopla)
      So, to start off, 3 other guys and I were all riding in a red camaro, and we all had beers, and were having a blast. We were driving on the highway, and one of us needed to take a piss, so we stopped at a rest stop. We all got out with beers in hand, and did our business. An old lady then pulled up next to our car and asked for something. One of us, drunker than the rest, walked up to the car window and started messing with her. The lady could tell he (and all of us) were drunk, so she asked if we had a license or registration. Secretly, we didn't, but we said 'Yeah! Of course!'. She then told us to wait there until we sober up, so we don't cause any further mayhem. We laughed as she pulled of back to the highway. Just at that moment, we heard on a police radio (That happened to be in the car) that there was a report of rape at the rest stop we were at (That bitch!).

      We looked back, and sure enough there was a squad car hurtling towards us. We had to go, and we had to go now. We scrambled out of the rest stop and put the pedal to the metal, praying for our lives. We took a left turn into a canyon, and the highway led up to a bridge. Now, this was no ordinary bridge. This was literally the worlds highest bridge, and to top it off, there was construction going on. The guy driving, obviously smashed, started to slow down and drive at the speed limit. We're on a one way part of the highway, and there are 2 lanes. The lane we're in is relatively empty, but the one to our right is bustling with traffic, and all of that traffic is trying to turn into the lane we're in. The bridge is going north, and the incline is about 45 degrees. We all yelled at him for only going 40mph, and he said "Oh yeah! Whoops, I forgot. I should probably go faster now." There were now just floods of cars turning in front of us, and there were quite a few cars in between us and the cop car. The driver started weaving through traffic, and was doing a horrendous job at steering; he was swerving and almost hitting everyone. The alcohol was doing what it does best.

      Finally, we managed to get to an open area, and the put that red camaro to work. We started on a decline in the bridge, the rose, and rose, and rose some more, this time at a higher angle. We got so high up, that the sky turned black, and all you could see around was stars. Now, here's the crazy part. The cop car was directly behind us now, and suddenly I think to myself "Aww. Now we're never going to make it to Japan." Then, the construction comes into view. We glance at the workers, though we couldn't tell what they were doing, and when we look back, there's a huge "ROAD CLOSED. DO NOT PASS." blockade in our faces. We smash head-on into the sign, and every one of us fly's out of the windshield, going 250mph, straight up into the sky. We reach the point of equalization, and we sit in slow motion in the air, as we begin our descent. Then, all of a sudden, we all have snowboards, except for 1, who has skis. The 'bridge' literally ran up the side of a huge mountain, and we were preparing to land on it. Forgetting completely about the cop, we braced for impact.

      Everyone stuck the landing, but the speed at which we landed threw everyone off balance, and we started tumbling down the mountain side. Occasionally, one would recover, but then you'd loose the hold, and continue to tumble down. Out of nowhere, a gigantic cliff basically swallowed us whole. We fell down what must have been 200 feet, and landed onto a powdery 50 degree angle. I was in the front, next to the skier, and then 2 snowboarders behind us. I, having a snowboard, started flipping in the air uncontrollably. I glanced over to my right, and the guy with the skis was trying to stabilize in the air by extending his legs out in front of him, slowing him down. As soon as we hit the snow, however, his leg completely snapped, and he emitted a bloodcurdling scream. I had landed face-first into the snow, and skidded to a near stop. I looked up at the cliff, and the other 2 guys were flipping and spinning so fast and uncontrollably, that when they hit the snow, they tumbled a bit before slowing to a slide. We all were sliding, but we all were still alive. We took a second to recap on 'what the fuck just happened', and simultaneously, even the guy who broke his leg, let out whole-hearted laugh. That was incredibly awesome and fun. Hell, that was an amazing feeling.


      I was playing the life of a kid who screwed up his life in one night, after getting drunk. He had been drinking rum and playing pool. Then, it flashed to the next day, where Dawn and I were downstairs. There was broken glass on the pool table, and also a note. Dawn was investigating/interrogating me. She had said that I had done a lot of things, and she said that there were 3 of us. I remember just me and another. Then, I remembered that there was a kid 'Tim' was his name, there with us too. I got the impression that Dawn thought I murdered him. Then, my Dad comes down, and says something. I give him an honest reply, and he makes a sinister remark to that, and picks up a golf club. Dawn sighs, "Oh, not again..." Dad runs at me, his eyes red with anger. I sprint out of the house, and notice that my backpack is on, and that my shoes are slowing me down. I reach the end of my street, and I slow my running down to a jog, and look behind me. Dad is running in tennis shoes after me. I sprint to the right, and take another right down the next block.

      Now, I see Dad pass by on a bicycle, looking for me. I figure, he can't ride a bike in the grass, so I walk into someone's backyard, put my backpack down, and take off my shoes. I walk out to the street, and there he is, searching for me, although he hasn't seen me just yet. I sprint towards him, and he sees me, stops, and braces for impact. I leap on him, hoping to push him over, but to no avail. He drags me back towards the house, screaming in my ear all the 'things' that I did wrong that night. Now, it goes dark, and I'm back in my living room. I decide, I can't handle this anymore, of course I'm dreaming. I walk to the staircase, and as I'm about to walk down, I think, "Hey! I can just fly out of here!" I fly right through the roof, sort of like phasing through it. Unfortunately though, when I do, everything turned black, except for the sensation of flying and landing back in my bed... There was a voice saying "Who's flying again? Him?"