My Other Half - Courage's Dream Journal

I ate some peanut butter before going to bed, which could possibly be why this lucid came up. I'm not sure. I have had some fleeting lucid experiences in the past, but none like this.

We had English projects due. I found that I was in a computer lab with some people I know in real life. I found out that this one person and Amanda, a girl I used to be interested in needed a computer, so I let the group leader ( a freckled, orange haired girl ) take my computer.

In the hallway, I see Amanda. The halls are huge and much more grand than the ones in my school. It's like a mix between a castle and a school really, and I can imagine colourful banners running along the walls, and a flag of course.
As I pass her in the hallway, a few seconds later, I suddenly realize that I'm dreaming.

I don't bother stabilizing the dream ... mostly because I forget to, and I'm caught in the moment. I'm awed by how life-like everything is. It's 'almost' exactly like it would be in real life, even though I've never been to this school before. I glance around rapidly, trying to find Amanda. I remember racing through the hall shouting her name, yet my voice comes out much weaker than I want it to. I spin around and close my eyes, imagining that I will appear where she is, but I don't really believe it and it doesn't happen. Students pass by me, but I don't really take notice of them.

After realizing that I've failed in finding her, I decide to go flying. It was an amazing first experience, although it felt more like I was levitating really fast rather than flying. I get scared because of how fast / high I'd went ( nearly hit the school ceiling ) and I slow down time so it feels like I'm going slower, although it doesn't really help.

I make my way to the school gymnasium. It's absolutely huge, with walls seeming hundreds of metres apart. There is this little playground-like area in the middle of everything, although it pales in size when compared to the whole room. Here, I remember to stabilize my dream. I think I was licking the floor or something, and trying to feel how real everything was.

I took advantage of an empty gymnasium and decided to do some tricks. I tried to do a few twisting things, but they really didn't feel 'right' so to speak. When I have enough ( only one or two tricks ) I fly out of here.
I appear outside of the school, where I can see the brown brick wall. I tried to go through the school walls. The first two times I hit solid brick, but I make myself believe that I can walk through it, and I easily slip back through. Back in the gymnasium, I try to picture myself turning invisible, but no success.
I do a pose like you see video game characters do before they cast a skill. I think I should choose a cool one, because I'll be doing this pose a lot. Momentarily I see my arm fall under a cascade of silver, but it turns back to normal just as quickly.

At the front of the school, I see two boys coming out of a car; one is young, looking no older than 11 or so. I ask him what my name is, and he replies "Your name is a list.", or something like that. It's rainy and gray outside. Soon afterwards, I lost lucidity and fell into a FA.

I think I was thinking about my real body, and that led to a loss in lucidity. Nonetheless, this was an amazing first lucid.

There was more to this dream, but I can only remember the second half of it.

I'm at this Vietnamese gathering of some sort. I think it may be a ceremony, although it really isn't too formal. The floor is soft, like the plushy, blue mats you see in gymnastics. The area is lit up and the walls are a light orangish-beige. I remember hearing singers in the beginning part of it; at least, I believe I do, only I wasn't hearing them 'live'. Rather, it's like I was sifting through a mental catalogue, and I would unconsciously choose the artist / song that would be played. I found that this one particular ladies singing was really good, although the memory of this is fuzzy.

This was the first time where I've had a very vivid, clear dream daydream. I was daydreaming about an episode of a drama I have finished watching two or so weeks ago. It's like when you can remember the episode and the exact order of sequences that occurs. Think of that, and then imagine that you are actually fully immersed within' the episode, although it was still in that 3rd person perspective. As the episode was playing through my mind, I could hear the theme song playing vividly in my head.

Getting back to the whole ceremonial scene, a group of 10 or so kids including myself were forced to line up in two rows. For some reason these rows weren't adequate enough, so I was shifted more towards the front. I didn't recognize anyone that I was being lined up with.

After the 'ceremony' was finished, I decided to practice my standing full twists for some reason. I wasn't scared at all in the dream. It may have been the floor, but even then, I have trouble with a simple back tuck in waking life. I don't land the full twists, but they don't really feel as scary as I imagine them to be in waking life. This guy with a rather expensive looking, black camera comes by and greets me. I think this may have been my interpretation of a friend of a friend of mine, who had mentioned something about cameras before, although I have never met him in real life.

For some strange reason I decide to leave. As I'm walking outside, a person I know from real life passes me and asks if I'm coming with him. We're standing on this large, rectangular area of flooring. Where he is headed, I see a path that veers to the left into a hallway. Soft, dull brown rug covers the floor, and I sense that we are a few floors above ground level. I ignore him and continue to walk past him until I stumble upon a little shop. My dad and his friend are there. My dad notices that I'm wearing my old watch, and asks me why I'm not wearing the new one I've gotten recently. I told him the new one was in my shirt pocket because I was going to do 'something' and I didn't want it to break. The answer didn't seem to satisfy my father, and he and his friend both seemed suspicious of me. I expect. He asks me what "something" I could possibly be doing at this place. I don't reply.

As we head outside the shop, I tell to the camera guy that I'd gotten close to being caught. We're outside now. It's fairly sunny, and there is a pre-dominant beige amongst the building walls that surrounded us, and the buildings that loomed in the near distance past a cross walk. I ask Adam how much he knows about tricking. He states something like, "it doesn't look cool" and that he doesn't know much of it. I begin to explain to him what it is as we cross the street. My alarm rings, and I wake up.