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    1. The Three Stages of hell.

      by , 01-27-2013 at 05:33 AM
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      I never thought i'd post here, but
      This dream i had was so powerful to me (emotionally) that i actually made an account to post it. It is straight out of my phone's memo.

      Pre dream:
      That night i set myself for sleep as i usually do, opened the window slightly to let the cool air come down on my warm, blood red blanket.
      I took my shiny chrome earphones and wore them, a gentle push to secure it in and proceeded to plug it into my phone that was playing
      a calming winter wind sound. There i am, listening to the howls of the winter wind, my brains weight fades away to the center of my body
      and spreads across my back. The wind faded, I feel as if i was floating on a cloud with random thoughts coming in and out of my head.

      Dream:

      Stage 1:
      There I am, walking with my friend Kevin towards my house, it was a very dark and quite night. I reach for this familiar looking
      buildings gate and open it, the coldness from the handle reached my hand and made me shiver. Across the hall i see the elevators, but
      there is something very different as i look into one of them, there she is, a beautiful girl standing between the cold, silvery steel doors as
      they close. The warmth told me i knew this girl, i try to smile at her with a confused look on my face, so confused that i can feel the muscle
      from underneath my eye. She smiled back and waved with her pale, soft skinny arm. I saw myself reach out for the elevators button,
      it turned bright red as i pressed it, but none of the elevators came and all i heard was the sound of tension between the steel cables
      and the elevators as they moved.


      Stage 2:

      Its Kevin, i hear his voice calling out from my right shoulder. The elevator is here. I look up to see her there, i feel that same heat generating from
      within my ribs. An uncontrollable pulse in my neck keeps accelerating the longer i stare into her eyes. Everything stops, i take a deep breath and
      ask if we have met before. Like an immature teenager she smiles wildly with her naked soft lips and says no, we haven't. I smile back and stared
      into her blue hot flame eyes. The pulse in my neck is accelerating even faster and i feel it burning my blood tight skin, the walls around me
      are falling apart and Kevin has fallen with it. The overwhelming sensation overloads my head and fades me away.
      I open my eyes, nothing but dark void. Am i blind ? i ask myself, the warm orange light coming from the lamp across the brown walls answers my question.
      She is standing to the left of the lamp, she asks me if i want anything, I open my mouth trying to reply but nothing is coming out so i just sit back
      and observe her moving across the room. Her naked feet move across the thick red carpet towards me, i feel my body lowers down as she sits
      beside me. Her soft lips are moving, but no sound can be heard, i can't resist the urge to kiss her so i reach for her lips with my eyes closed
      felt her lips as i kissed them aggressively and uncontrollably. All i see is the image of our tongues wrestling in saliva, i feel her warm soft thighs
      rubbing the top of mine, i inhale her peach scented hair and reach for the back of her slim neck.
      The warm orange light turns off and instead, its a flickering cold blue neon light coming from the bottom of what looks like a door. The light
      is coupled with steam, is she taking a shower?. I look around me and find a pink lighter and a little LED keyring that lights up whenever i
      press on its sides, i closed my eyes. The bright pink lighter morph into a pink handle of some sort, but my attention was taken away from it as i hear the door
      open, the same door that i could see the lights coming from. Its her silhouette and steam radiating from her body as she walks towards
      me again. Nothing, but a fluffy purple tower is on her skin that is covering her private parts which makes the blood rushes to mine.
      I extend my arms and put my hands on her wet thighs and feel her soft textured skin as i make my way up to her private part, her body
      contracts as soon as i rub her and i can feel her thighs pressing on my hands. Blackout again.


      Stage 3:

      Rough powdery texture on my face, i open my eyes to see myself on a warm side walk. I stand up and notice a shadowy black
      car with two men in it, drops of sweat scattered on their blue uniform as they dripped from their tired heads. I look to my left
      sun burnt shoulder and see the same girl again, she is standing there in a distance looking confused. I walk up to her and wave with my heavy arm.
      She smiles, suddenly yells out, i can see a vein filled with rage blood on the side of her neck, i tried to ask what, but
      she turns away. I tell her to look me in the eye, but all she does is tell me to get away from her, look in my eye, look in my eye,
      and with a cracked sad voice i say look in my eye for the last time and she does, she stares into my thoughts, i feel like a god,
      i feel like a devil, i feel like i just found everything, i feel like i have lost everything. All ends when she walks away. I could care
      less. A crazy looking man in his 30s laughs hard, his burnt black hair vibrates as a breeze hit us both and i ask him what happened.
      "Two people meet, two people complete, two people drop, one walks away, one gets his body blown away." Wanna know who ? he asks
      I feel sudden adrenalin rush in my body, i am scared, i feel terrified, i feel the sweat in my hands dripping away and tell him please
      be it not me. He laughs again and says its her, for some reason i feel comforted, i laugh too, LET HER BE i shout and look over to see
      her walk away and about to explode. In the far distance all i see is a small figure of hers, her light scarf is dancing with the breeze, too bad you're dead i say,
      she throws something in the air and runs towards the wall. I feel my feet vibrate and a sudden wind hit my face, sharp dust
      particles like crystals rips my skin away, whatever she threw must of been that bomb that crazy man was talking about. I look over at the worry lines on his forehead and i ask how did she know she was going to explode ? what is going to happen now ? before he could answer she jumped out and got him into
      a head lock, her arms was squeezing his sweaty, slippery throat and tells me to reach out for his bag and throw it to her so
      she can tell the cops, he tells me better not unless i want to die. I pick up the dusty black bag without a clue as to what i should do, i start walking slowly
      hoping to see the cops, but at the same time i don't want to die. In the far glare I see what looks like a garage with four guys inside of it
      i walk inside and the cold air hits me, everything is dark as my vision hasn't adjusted yet, she has dragged him here into the garage, i don't
      know what to do, i want him dead, but i don't want to risk dying. I twist my arm and put the bag behind my back, i feel
      an edge from within the bag pushing against my back. As i'd hoped, she gets the hint and walks to the other side to grab
      the bag hoping that he wont notice us. I see a motion in the side of my left eye, it is one of the guys, he grabs her off my side and pushes
      her at the wall, the other two hold me, they know what we were planning. I take a deep breath and tell them to leave me, they do
      but everything turns into huge vibration to me as i feel the crazy mans shout from behind me, goose bumps all around my back
      i start shaking. He reaches for his gun shoots her in the head all in one move, looks at me, my pulse stops, i say NO!!! he shoots me, i feel no pain
      as i crawl into a dead position with fear filling my lungs not air, i am drowning in my own blood. He must of missed first 3 shots, but hes shooting more, 5 more shots and runs away. Is this how im going to die ? i hope that i die, is this a dream ? no it is real, im going to die. I stay on the ground
      waiting for death to take me away, i know that i am damaged, i feel my left jaw numb and a sharp pain drilling my neck, my teeth are
      cracking under tons of pressure, i can not unlock my jaws. I stand up, i see a mirror, left jaw is broken, my face is deformed, i know there is a bullet in the back left of my head, but i'm too scared to touch it. I feel my face screaming in pain and agony, but nothing is there,
      just the muscles holding on tight. I better die, i do want to live like this, not anymore. I drop on the ground just outside of the
      garage and wait for my death. Is this real ? am i dreaming ? no, it is very real, my life, is gone. a far sound of car brakes, i look up, why
      haven't i died yet? its the shadowy car i saw earlier. "You'll be fine kid, animals survive that shot, lets get you to a hospital" he tells
      me, but i don't want to live like this, i want to die, is this a dream ?? i ask him. No replies, he just walks away. I get in the car with
      the other two cops, they look at me with a shocked face, but trying to hide their face expression. I'm holding my jaws shut gently
      and ever so carefully so that i won't feel any pain. Blood drops from the side of head meet their fate with the rest of blood
      that i gathered in my hand. We're here he said, i get out and see a dental office sign, sick people and depression filled atmosphere,
      I panic yet once again and yell IS THIS A DREAM ? PLEASE TELL ME, IS THIS A DREAM!!. No answer, thoughts overwhelming my head,
      wait a minute, a reality check is all i need. I looked at my dry blooded hands to see 2 missing fingers, i must of lost them during
      the shooting, i check again, same thing, my hands are the same, i'm not dreaming i cry out loud. Everything in my head comes to
      sudden stop and a very cold wind fills my lungs, i look at my hands again, the missing fingers are there, I AM DREAMING.

      END: There is more after i figured out how i lucid, i will tell you the rest if you guys are interested, meanwhile, hope you never have this dream, unless you'd like one for some reason.


      additional info: I usually lucid 4-10 dreams, but this dream i can never understand.