Xanous' Dream Journal

#266 - Multiple - 5:52AM

I debated if I wanted to add these series of dreams as one LD or not at all because I really didn't do anything in any of them. But still, the number of times I was lucid was impressive since I wasn't really trying. I think the thing the put me in the right mindset what the fact that I watched all the available episodes of Lucidity Web Saga in one sitting yesterday. Obviously, it was on my mind when I fell asleep. By the way, if you haven't watched it you should!
Lucidity: The Web Saga


...Or maybe it was the DayQuil I took before bed?

The first two LD's are a blur. I was tired and didn't record. I’m not sure what I did in the first one but I think there was some conflict with someone. The second, I woke immediately after I became aware. I thought I would totally remember the dream to DJ later but of course, it faded away.

I was pretty pissed about of this and really wanted to try to induce another one but being ill with the flu has made dream recall difficult in general. Induction seemed even more so. I settled for mantra and hoped to DILD.

I am looking out my childhood bedroom window in TX. It's dark outside and there is a Mexican family sitting in lawn chairs facing the street. They seem to be looking up. What the hell do they think they are doing? Oh Yeah maybe there's a parade or fireworks nearby. I dismiss it and move to an old desktop Windows computer. It looks like XP or 98 but something is messed up with the display. The desktop is far too large like it was somehow zoomed in. I am able to pan around but I can't seem to open up the display setting to fix the screen resolution. Right clicking seems useless as well.

I realize that I feel cool air and notice it is coming from the air vent. OH! The A/C is on and my window is open. I move to close the window and feel the mix of cool A/C along with outside heat. That family is still there. I become annoyed this time but really don't want to deal with them; they aren't really hurting anything. Still, It made me mad, so I loudly slam the window shut. I can feel them looking at me but I don't look back as I quickly close up some white curtains and then a second set of red.

I turn and see my bedroom door is open (In this house my bedroom was connected to the kitchen and on the other side the back door.) I notice the back door is cracked open just a hair and I think that I should close it. But... Wait a minute. There is bright daylight coming in the crack. Remembering that the other side of the house was dark just a moment ago, I become lucid, but immediately thrown into a FA

I am fooled, but not fooled by this one. I am still self aware but I don't realize it's odd to still be in my childhood bedroom in Texas. In fact, I think this part is reality. Regardless, I’m not ready to give up so I go into DEILD mode. Vibrations hit and after a moment I get up. This part of the dream is fuzzy and hard to remember, but basically, I just ran around blind for a few seconds until I was thrown into an actual awakening.

I go into DEILD mode again, this time in my actual bed. Vibrations start quickly but its faint. I'm never sure when it's "go time" or "wait time" so I just focus on the vibes until the seem really strong. While I am waiting, I am suddenly jolted fully awake by the motion of my wife turning over. DAMN!

Again, I DEILD and I feel slight vibrations. I wait, but then do not get any more intense. I don't feel I am deep enough in, but I try moving my dream body the way I normally do in this state. Nothing. I try it on the more physical side and my leg jerks and the vibes go away. I try to stay focused but at some point I just fall back into non-lucid sleep.

The next dream reminded me of how completely amazing NLD's can be. Sometimes it's ok to get caught up in the action when the dream is so detailed, plot driven, and completely vivid.

As I am walking down a street in a run down and dirty area of town, I somehow I know the Zombie Apocalypse has happened. I have false memories of seeing lumbering zombies in the dark and know they are only out at night. The daytime hours are completely safe. Still, the world is in chaos and much of society has shut down due to the huge population loss and the after effects of the "shit hitting the fan". This time-line of the Zed invasion seems to be a generation or two ahead with much progress made toward rebuilding life as we knew it. But still, THEY rule the night.

I start to enter a gas station and realize I had been eating some Greek yogurt out of a large tub plastic tub. There's still a creamy feel with some bland taste in my mouth. The store clerk is outside smoking and as I pass. I stop and say, "I'm bringing this in." I don't want her to think I am stealing it when I leave.
"What brand is it?" She asks.
For some reason I have a paper towel around my yogurt and have to peel it back to see. It vividly read's HAMPTON'S OHIO with a graphic logo.
"Hapmton's" I say.
She shrugs, "Oh well we don't carry that anyway."
I nod and go on in.

I spend some time at the soda fountain. I'm not sure if I want Coke or Dr. Pepper. Fountain soda is always hit and miss for me so I take a small sample of both. Neither one taste quite right. Fuck it. I'll just pay extra for the bottle. I remember that I swore off soda, but also remembered that I decided one a month would be the most I ever drink. (True story) I walk around looking for the refrigerated section but don’t see it in the tiny store. Feeling like I surely must have missed something, I look again. Ah! There it is. I have a slight thought of hey that wasn’t there a moment ago, but shrug it off. I take a Dr Pepper from the top shelf.

The scene skips now and I am with my "crew" a ways down the street from the store. Apparently, they stumbled across a stash of explosives and ammo. There's absolutely no one around. We aren’t sure if the owners are dead are just out but we decide it's too good to pass up so we work quickly loading trucks. Theres some strange missiles in this warehouse that we easily move some type of explosive parts from. They look like really large ammunition rounds. I think something seems odd but I let it go. Multiple explosions?

Now we are outside and there is some really loud sound like an alarm. My view has switched to a movie scene. All I can see is everyone looking past the camera, then freaking out and leaving in a hurry. I say something like, "I wish they would just show us already." The trucks leave and pass between two other truck with burning logs on them. I worry that the explosives with go up but they make it through fine.

Now I am back in the action. I realize they left me because of my inaction. I should have ran with them. I finally get to turn around and see what the fear was about. The sun is going down and and I realize that alarm was to give an early warning to everyone so they have time to get indoors.

I panic and run to the nearest building. It turns out to be my old work place back before we moved to a new building. I see my old boss sitting in the break-room with a few other people. Out on the shop floor, I spy Vanessa working. I walk over to her and jokingly say, "Hey, it only took a Zombie Apocalypse to get me to stay here all night."
She totally ignores what I said and replies with a sour expression, "You're signed up for overtime."
Before I can reply Hobbie comes storming through yelling, "I may stay here all night, but if they expect me to work, they can kiss my ass!"
I follow him back to the break-room and yell the same words back at Vanessa.

In the break-room my old boss gives me an evil glare. This makes me wish I was home. I really just want to be with my wife and not stuck here. I quickly decide it's better facing the zombie horde outside. I step out and see it's not quite dark enough for zed to come out and several children are running as fast as they can to get back home. I think about where my house is in relation to my workplace. It's not that far. Maybe I can run for it. I look at the sky. There may not be time. I might have to fend off a few zombies, but I think I can handle it if I have to. What I could really use is a bicycle. There's an abandoned house next door so I quickly take a look around back. To my relief, there is a mountain bike laying in tall grass. I pull it, but notice the front wheel is locked up. I take a closer look once I get it free from tangled grass; the wheel is horribly bent. Oh my God. NO! I begin to feel real fear and panic and I think maybe I can make it work anyway. I get on and try to ride it but the wheel just wont turn. I wake up.