Twoshadows

3-11-09

Lucid dream:

I suddenly suspected that I was dreaming. I was in a house. I tried to remember one of the tasks. the first thing I thought of was eating green eggs and ham (I hope that really was the task--I haven't double checked yet). I rushed into the kitchen of this house (not mine).

I looked for the green eggs and ham. Often all I have to do is just look, and it is suddenly there. But all I saw was a table with some dirty dishes on it. I looked at the stove. There were some dirty pans. I opened the fridge. I saw a carton of eggs. They were white.

I then realized with a little frustration that I would have to go through the effort of cooking them myself since my brain didn't magically create them for me.

I grabbed one of the dirty pans and took it ot the sink and scrubbed it out. When it was mostly clean, I filled it with water. I then took it to the stove. Then I cracked the egg and dropped it into the hot water. Why I did it this way, I have no idea. I usually eat my eggs boiled or fried/scrambled.

As I watched the egg cook in the boiling water I focused on it really hard willing it to turn green. Finally I could see it change color until it was a nice shade of green. Satisfied I reached in the pan and pulled it out (I obviously didn't notice the heat). I put the egg in my mouth and really tried to notice the flavor. It tasted like one big yolk, but it didn't really have the dry texture of a plain yolk.

After I was done chewing the egg, I started searching again for some ham to eat. But before I could find any I started to wake up.


I willed myself to go back to the dream.

I was in my old backyard. I thought I was still dreaming. I jumped in the air and found that I could fly. I then decided that I could care less about finding ham--what I wanted to do was fly. I took off into the air and felt like I was flying pretty fast. But when I looked down I saw that I wasn't moving. I was actually just flying into a very strong wind. I could feel the wind in my face and blowing through my hair. I decided to go the direction of the wind so I could go really fast. I turned around and started flying quite fast. I flew past a flag pole and noticed that the flag was blowing the wrong way.

Finally I landed and I was with some people. I started to lose lucidity again.

But at one point I started climbing up the outside of a building using just my arms. And feeling so proud of myself for being so strong.

I became lucid again and finished climbing up the wall wanting to show off.

3-2-08


Dream 2:

I don't remember how this dream started. I seem to pick up in the middle of it somewhere. I think I was lucid.

I am in a big city. I realize how beautiful the plaza area is. I walk out into it. There are fountains, and planters full of flowers and everything is made out of brick.

I think this was near a college because there are college students everywhere. I walk of to a group of girls and one wants to share some marijuana with me. I tell her, "No thank you."

I then walk over to a building not far from that group. It is at least five stories high and made of brick. I want to impress the college students. I know that I can fly, but instead I decide to scale the brick building.

I decide to make myself weightless and use my fingers to lift by body up. The bricks don't have much to grip, but since I am weighless, this isn't much of a problem. I climb the brick wall for a time.

The next thing I know I'm about four stories up, and suddenly facing outward. My feet are now holding up my body, which doesn't feel weightless at all.

I am amazed at how I went from being in control of my dream to feeling like I was truly and physically in this very precarious situation. I stood there for a long moment and felt my legs start to shake. I could feel the weight of my body. My fingers gripped the bricks to my side. I was afraid to even move.

But at the same time, I knew I couldn't get hurt. I knew that I should just be able to fly back down, and that I just needed to believe that I could do this. I briefly remembered that LD I had a long time ago where I was afraid to jump off a building because it felt too real and that even though I knew my real body wouldn't be harmed, I was still afraid of experiencing "dream pain".

I'm not sure what happened, but the next thing I remember is that I'm back down on the ground again feeling very relieved that I did it without any pain involved.