lucid

//Been meaning to write this down for about a week now. Oops. I'll put the lucid parts in a different color.

Dream 1

I'm walking around in a dark room, so I can't see much of my surroundings. I'm not sure what happens, but I suddenly become suspicious; I cannot remember how I got here. Since I'm alone, I jump, to see if anything strange happens. Nope, just a normal jump. I'm not convinced, so I jump again, expecting myself to float. I hover in the air a bit before floating back to the floor. I realize I'm dreaming!

It takes me a second to push down the excitement. I shout for clarity a couple of times, and the dream stabilizes. I'm unsure what to do for a moment, then decide to examine my surroundings after jumping around a bit. Yes, it's still dark, but I can still see a little bit. There's a staircase to my left, so I go up. The stairs lead right into a bedroom with glass panes on the wall to my left and just ahead of me. There's a queen bed in the center of the room; someone rises out of it and stares at me, but I pay them no mind. I instead look out the window. It's stormy out, rain pelting the glass and the doors leading to the balcony. I'm about to explore more until I remember a goal I'd had for a while: to make a ball of energy in my hands. Better try it now before the dream dissolves!

I move my hands to make the energy ball; I can feel energy rush into my hands, but cannot see it visually. I speak aloud and describe what I want, speaking of a blue mist. Blue wisps emanate from my hands, but no "ball" so to speak. I then describe it as a lightning ball, but then my brain associates the word "ball" with "bomb". Yeah. A loud explosion comes from outside. The glass shatters inward, the results of the bomb nearing me at a rapid rate. I'm not afraid; I simply open my physical eyes to get out of the situation.

Dream 2

I wake up at this point and go back to sleep. I end up in the same dark room. I recognize this once more and go lucid. This time, I open the front door and will it to be nice and sunny. It works, sort of. I practice flying and other forms of dream control. I try to change location by closing my eyes and asking to go somewhere else, but the other location falters a bit before shooting me back in the one I first was in. Oh well. I believe I slowly lose lucidity after this.

I am in the car with my family. We are talking about death and the afterlife. At some point, I mention not being afraid of death. This leads into someone handing me a bomb, the rest of my family disappearing, and the bomb going off.

The pain is momentarily unbearable, a searing white-hot burn coursing through every bit of my body. Even worse is the immense, crushing pressure. Once the burn ebbs away, the pressure increases, and a loud silence pulses. It feels like I'm breaking apart.

Suddenly I am somewhere else, and someone is asking for my information at a desk. I ignore her and look arond. It looks like an old house converted into a wellness center. There are a lot of confused poeple of all ages shuffling around. Someone yells out, "Come this way if you want answers," so I decide to follow the voice and check it out. I go where the man directs. The room I walk into next looks like an old classroom with wooden desks; there are already many people seated, waiting expectantly.

As I sit, I realize something isn't right and try to push my fingers through my palm. It doesn't work the first time, but my fingers push through the second time. I quickly pull them out and stare in wonder. The mistake I make here is instead of realizing I'm dreaming, I believe I am dead.

The instructor is going on about something irrelevant until I interrupt him and say, "I'm dead, right?" He stares at me and slowly says "yes" in a quiet voice. Instead of being upset, I become curious and start asking questions regarding afterlife and the astral planes. People look at me, confused, and whispering amongst each other. I'm eventually ushered out of the room (I did do a demonstration of how I pushed my fingers through my palm, maybe that's what did me in) and the instructor tells me to keep quiet. I ignore him and move on to explore.

I find the basement of the house, and thus find something strange. There are hundereds of "cores", strange bowl-like crystalline structures that change colors constantly. They appear in sets of five, the middle corse containing a black orb. I know these are the people's life cores, and my own.

Sometime later on, a creature smashes through the wall. It's huge and looks reptilian, and causes immense chaos. It smashes many of the cores, including some of mine, and I hunch over in pain. I run back up the stairs, yelling and warning people about the creature. Seems like the excitement wakes me up.

I am outside. There is a party going on, and I am in a wood, at a picnic table, with about 5 other people. This wood is sparse; just enough to provide a bit of cover, but I can see across the path, to a body of water, and a dock with little boats. There is a house, an old style farm house in the distance. The rest of the party is held there. I don't remember my outfit, but I am wearing something dark.

Anyway, I am just hanging around, because for some reason I cannot leave this location even after trying to (I am semi-lucid). There is an asian woman, a man with long hair, and a guy with a scruffy goatee and a flannel shirt. Everything is fine until they decide to kill me. The woman morphs into a snake, another into a wolf, and they strike at me. I dodge them and finally say something that makes the morph back. The woman laughs as gold sparkles shower her form, as if it is all a game to her.

After this, I make a point to go into the house, and hang out in the kitchen. It has hard floors and paneling, with a ktichen island with people sitting around it. Across from the kitchen is the living room and a set of stairs, but I don't go up them or into the living room. I lean against a wall, chatting with someone, when some girl suddenly tumbles in from upstairs and falls to the ground, sobbing. She has long brown hair covering her face and looks vaguely familiar so I try to get a closer look. That's when I wake up.

//Turns out this person was definitely someone I know. I won't go into details, but said person described the place in complete details, we were just in different parts of the dreamscape.

[From November 21, 2016]
I am trapped in a cage most of this dream. There is a huge wall of cages that contain a lot of people I know, but I only speak with my captor and the boy in the cage next to me...Denarius. He's shown up in many of my previous dreams, and it seems now that he is in his cage on purpose, following me in my dreams. I've also seen him in labs and factories, strange how he seems to show up in places of experimentation.

I don't know what I've done, but I have no way out. I am trapped in here for a long time, only given food each day. Eventually, Denarius casually remarks about this being a dream and phases right out of the cage. His familiar face combined with the action snaps me into lucidity for the moment.

With this knowledge, I manipulate the bars to let me out, and I believe we escape together, but I lose lucidity at this point and wake up.

I didn't journal on here yesterday because it wasn't interesting enough to report (still wrote it down in my paper journal, though!). Last night, however, was very interesting.

I'm walking down the hall of a large mansion (you know, the stereotypical haunted house kind of place) with a rather large group of people. On one side of me is a woman with fiery red hair swept up in a messy bun, and on the other side is Owl. Something doesn't seem right about this, and I start questioning my reality, trying to remember how I had gotten here.

I need no reality check this time, as I suddenly remember the last thing I had done is gone to bed. This has to be a dream!

The lucidity is really strong. I laugh softly to myself, touching the wall, my clothes, everything, marveling at how real everything feels. I stay calm, repeating "this is a dream" in my mind, trying to stay conscious. I look over to Owl, and half-hoping she's real, I whisper to her, "Do you know you're dreaming?" She doesn't respond, looking straight ahead as she walks. Definitely not Owl.

It's much harder than I expect to stay conscious. I feel really tired, and want to go back to "sleep", but my resolve is fairly strong. Because of this tiredness, however, I feel as if I have no energy to try and go anywhere else. I decide to stay in this dream and see how it plays out, because I'm very curious.

The group ends up in this big room. A voice booms out from above. I no longer remember the exact words, but the voice says we have all been selected to perform a task. Once our task has been explained, all of us are transported to our respective locations. I think I lose lucidity for a while, because I don't remember the task (I do become aware again after this).

I'm on a beautiful terrain of flatland grass, the occasional tree. The sky is bright and blue, but no sign of a sun or any light source. I travel this way for a while, all alone, in wonder at the lovely sights, shouting "clarity" whenever my vision starts to fade (I have problems with going blind in lucid dreams). Eventually I become bored with traveling and summon a video-game style map to go somewhere else. The only location on the map is a fortress, so I tap on the image and go there (This is how I move around, usually. My gamer brain understands a digital interface best).

The fortress is huge, meant for someone much larger than I, but also run down, crumbling. I decide to explore the outside first before going inside. Then, suddenly...

"Hey!"

I turn at the sound of my name. A man is running toward me with a smile on his face -- it's Denarius!

[ Denarius is the name of a dc I've seen in many dreams.]

I haven't seen Denarius ever in forvever so I'm surprised, but not so happy, to see him. He did leave me when I asked for him, so I did not forget that. It's nice to see a familiar face, all the same.

First thing he says after this is "So you're stuck here too? I got bored with my task but couldn't leave this place, so I decided to search for familiar faces. I'm happy to see you!"

He babbles on and on, but then I say, "You LEFT me."

That shuts him up quickly. His gaze drops to the ground. "We shouldn't talk about that here."

I continue to question him about our last meeting, and how he brushed me off so easily, and how I haven't heard from him in months, but he keeps evading my probing, as if he's afraid. Keeps saying he can't talk about it. I give up on getting any information from him and idly chat.

I enter the fortress. The layout is insane, very hard to navigate, but I manage. At this point, I lose lucidity, so I barely remember it, but there are many people in this fortress, it's no where near abandoned. Some things happen but it's all so blurry. Denarius leaves at some point, distinctly saying we'll see each other soon.

I become frustrated at not being able to complete my task. Somehow, this frustration makes my brain click together again; oh yeah, I'm dreaming! I recall I'm supposed to be performing a task here, but what? What was it? I exit the fortress, annoyed.

I have the sudden realization that I'm probably oversleeping right now. This dream has gone on a long time, something isn't right. I try to wake myself up, but I'm scoffed at from a voice from above. That's when a huge creature crashes out of the fortress: twice my size, humanoid but so animal at the same time, with huge armor and angry orange eyes. It has its eyes trained on me.

Oh, no. I have no idea what to do, how to fight something so monstrous. The creature is chasing me around, and I'm running as fast as I can. It ends up catching me, starting to strangle me, but I can breathe just fine. I once again remember this is a dream, and my options for ending this creature are endless.

I struggle out of its grasp and intuitively focus all of my energy into my hands. My hands start to glow and grow warm. I channel all this energy between my two palms, making a huge ball of heat. I release the energy, the ball catches fire and hurls at the creature.

The fireball makes contact with the creature. Instead of it catching fire...it immediately disintegrates into black ash. I realize my task has been completed, and I wake up.

And just as I thought, I overslept. It was 1pm when I finally awakened.

I think this lucid dream (it seemed a lot more like an OBE, but it doesn't really matter) also occurred when I was about five or six, a little while after the first. And for someone my age, this one was a nightmare.

I "woke up" in my bed. Upon getting up, I suddenly realized I could feel my body still sleeping in my bed, yet here I was, standing up and fully awake!

I walked down the hall of my house, heading toward my parents room to see if I could see them sleeping. For some reason, there was small patches of the floor that were on fire. Once I was in my parent's room, all seemed well, but their closet door was open wide. They had one of those big walk in closets, so I went inside.

Perched upon the top shelf was a strange looking dark creature that I considered to be a vampire at the time. It didn't do much of anything but stare at me, but seeing anything so hideous at my young age was utterly terrifying, and I willed my self to wake up by forcing my waking-self's eyes open.