Xanous' Dream Journal

#334 - DEILD - 4:31AM

I have to say this dream is really memorable for me. Inspired by Dreamer, I decide before hand that I would devote an entire lucid dream to learning pyrokinesis. Not only did I begin to see a breakthrough in something I have been struggling to learn but did something completely insane. The amount of pain that I felt tops any dream pain I have ever experienced. It wasn't intolerable but it was definitely uncomfortable. To compare it to waking like I'd have to say it was close to the feel of a slight oven burn a few seconds after the fact. I know it sounds slightly masochistic but I really enjoyed the sensations. It was fascinating how pain can be so realistic in the dream state. It makes me wonder what the limits are.

I have a strange work dream where they got a new wire cut machine. It's in the old facility and everything is arranged all wrong.

I wake, move around, stretch, cough and get comfortable. I feel pretty awake so this time I focus on breathing meditation and body relaxation. After a while I am back at work but too focused on breathing to be lucid. I am standing at a computer terminal and a DC tells me that I am breathing too fast. I see a window on the screen with the value '100'. I am able to edit, so I change it to '70'. My breathing slows way down and I become self aware again.

Now, I am in bed still focused on breathing. I have a little trouble with it like usual but I try to maintain while I relax my body. I realize I was waiting for vibrations but understand it's not going to happen this time. I do notice my body feels oddly flat, so I try to move and get out of bed easily.
I am in my childhood home in Texas. I'm getting pretty used to this location so I just treat it like normal and make my way outside while still focusing on breathing. When I reach the front door and decide I am too excited and let it go allowing my breath to speed up.

Outside, I decide to walk the streets while practicing my ultimate dream control wish; shoot fireballs from my hands. I thought about this some in waking life and had decided to use some energy practices from AP before hand. It doesn't seem to be doing anything, so I go with something I am more familiar with like throwing rocks. I blind summon softball sized stones and throw. I don't see them leaving my hand but I see them hitting the road and rolling away. It's a start, I suppose.

Now I try to move on to fire. I think of how easily Dreamer uses fire in her dream and how she says it's all about belief. I think of a cigarette lighters as I try starting a flame by snapping my fingers, but I am only getting sparks. Still, this is really encouraging and I continue for about a minute. Eventually, my fingers get twisted up and I can no longer snap. Rather than getting too caught up in the finger issue I try to think of another way to go about this.

I have been walking quite a bit and notice I have been walking my usual path to my old high school and have arrived without even really trying. We used to live really close so this never took very long even in waking life. As I take steps closer, the building morphs into the inside of the school cafeteria. I see a rack with small bags of Lay's Plain Potato Chips and something in the center with a flame like a pilot light. I get an excited idea to start my fireball by first setting my hand on fire "externally". When I touch the flame I feel a sharp, intense, constant pain. I loudly whisper, "SHIT! THAT HURTS!" Stubbornly, I keep my hand in a little longer. When I feel that the tips of my fingers are holding the flame I move it out and lift my hand up like a torch. The pain is still there but has lessened a little. I see cafeteria workers milling about in white uniforms in my peripheral vision. They don't seem to care that I am lighting my hand on fire and I mostly ignore them. After a moment, the flames seem to be dieing away and I look for the pilot light again. I find a pot boiling cut up potatoes but instead of steam rolling from the top I see fire. This time I put my entire right hand in. The pain is way more intense this time. It's probably the worst dream pain I've ever experienced. I just keep my hand in muttering, "Shit that hurt's."

After a satisfactory amount of time I withdraw my hand seeing it fully engulfed in flame. The pain is still really bad but I do my best to ignore it. I stare at my hand enjoying the beauty of the flame and doing my best to take in all the little details; I want a strong visual for when I actually summon fire later on. I enjoy the realness of the vivid colors; yellow and orange/red ending in blue. But most importantly, my flesh is unharmed in spite of how bad it hurts. It almost looks like really good, but really bad CG. I begin to think about trying to shoot flames or fireballs but before I can try it the dream fades and I return my physical body awareness.