lucid

On the day prior to this dream, I'd been on a bus and noticed an angry looking wasp in the window, which is my ultimate terror. Usually you can run away like a bitch hoping the wasp doesn't sting you, but on a 50 minute bus ride you just have to chill and fight the urge to scream like a little girl and hope the wasp doesn't put you on its shit-list.

So after a night of drinking I should have forgotten all about the wasp, but my dream went like this:
I woke up in my bed (like most of my other dreams have started lately) and behold, the area around my bed is full of wasps. Crawling on the walls, on the pillows, on the blankets, on my face, even on my lips. I wanted to die. I had a slight notion that I was dreaming, but I never have control until I perform my reality check, and with a wasp crawling around on my face, I'd rather try to wake myself up. I attempted forcing my real eyes open, which is like a layer outside of my dream eyes - not sure how to explain it, I'm not even sure I understand it.
So I woke up, and again I was in my bed with wasps around me. At this point I was fully convinced the wasps were actually there and it wasn't a dream, but for good measure I decided to perform a quick reality check. Clenched my nose and tried to breathe, and to my surprise, it actually was a dream. I threw my covers off of me and stormed out of the room. I tried to open the skylight window on the hallway, but it was stuck. I gave it a good punch that pushed it open. I crawled out and flew away to explore.

In one of my confusing cycles of false awakenings, there was one that stood out from the rest.
I opened my eyes to see my room. I was lying on my back. Usually I sleep on my side with my legs drawn up near my stomach, almost in fetal position, while hugging a pillow under my head. But that's not what made me suspect it was a dream. My vision was blurry, I felt vibrations in the back of my head, I heard the sound of what could be my facial muscles tensing (try making a huge grin all the way to your ears, you will hear a kind of rumbling / underwater sound). I recognized all these three signs from past experiences with sleep paralysis (or dreams of sleep paralysis) and thought knew what was coming; a bit of noise, vibrating vision and colorful hallucinations. But what I got, was the terrifying experience many people talk about. I couldn't move, and I felt a presence by the side of my bed. I was scared and wanted it to end, but I couldn't do much before I knew if it was a dream, and I had to perform a reality check for that. My reality check of choice is to clench my nose and try to breathe. Problem is, how do you do that if you can't move your hands? I fought hard to lift my hand - it felt like there were concrete blocks attached to my arm, weighing it down - and eventually I got it up to my nose. I clenched it and I could breathe! Now the dream would end for sure, like all the other times I discovered I was dreaming in the past months. But it didn't. I tried to open my real eyes (or my eyes into the next dream, I'm not sure), but they too were weighed down by concrete blocks.
I woke up in my bed again, terrified. Thought maybe I should do a reality check to make sure I was awake this time, but it felt so real I didn't bother, and slipped away, either back into sleep or into the next dream. Right now, I am not sure if I was even awake.

Lately I've been having a lot of confusing dreams. They usually go like this: The dream starts and I find myself somewhere, often in my bed. Eventually I realize something's off and do a reality check. Seconds after I realize it's a dream, the dream puts me back in my bed and wakes me up - into a new dream. This cycle tends to go on 6 or more times, to the point where when I eventually wake up, I'm confused as hell and it takes me a minute to make sure I'm not still dreaming.

I was in some office building fighting off bad guys Splinter Cell (stealthy) style. Near the end, I stop fighting them and just use my ninja skills to creep past them which turned out to be much faster. Eventually I get out of the building and my dream is like "You completed the dream faster than expected. You're free to walk around lucid and do as you please."
So I spent that dream walking around on desolate streets, noticing how there was absolutely no difference from real life, and that both fascinates and scares me. The streets were foggy and all traffic lights were stuck on yellow. I was freezing (my window was open) so I walked around touching the yellow lamps, some of which were covered in spider webs, to heat my fingers. Strange thing is, it worked.
A kid walked past me on the sidewalk. I got the sudden strong urge to push him. I tried to fight the urge, but I couldn't resist. I lashed my hand out toward him. I managed to stop my hand mid-air, but since I have superpowers in my dreams, I expected the kid to get blown into the wall behind him by the invisible force released by my hand. Strangely, nothing happened, he just kept walking.

I woke up in my bed, feeling fresher than ever. As a person with chronic headache, this was the first time since I was little my head hasn't felt heavy. I walked out of my room to the staircase, where the light wasn't turned on. It was either evening or early morning, as it was very dark, but not too dark to hide the silhouettes of my surroundings. As I strolled down the stairs, my head and body was so heavenly light, I felt euphoric. It couldn't be real. Wait a minute.. is it real? Of course it's real.. but something doesn't seem right. No, I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming. I gained lucidity, and took my last step on the staircase. My foot touched the floor, but it wasn't the ruggy floor in the entrance room by the bottom of the stairs my foot touched. It was the tiled stones of a town center somewhere, with a fountain made of stone beside me. I looked to my left, where my old classmate Alexander stood. With frantic hand movements I asked him where the exit was. He didn't understand what I meant, so I explained to him that I was dreaming, anything I would do or change here wouldn't have one single impact on the world, and I wanted to get out where my actions mattered. By this point, my lucidity was gone, but in the dream I still knew I was dreaming. In an understanding tone, he answered that he knows the feeling. We had a long calming conversation about dreams, a much more fluent and personal conversation than the two of us had ever had, before I was back in my bed. I grabbed my phone and was inclined to call Alexander to ask if he could remember the conversation, but I realized he probably doesn't and it might be a bit stupid, which made me feel let down. I then woke up for real, feeling confused over all these false awakenings, and had to make sure I was actually awake this time.

I started off with a lucid in some dark bunker, where I had a false awakening after a few seconds. I thought I was still awake, so I got the thought "maybe if I lie still, I will go into SP". So I was still, staring at a spot on my blanket. Then that spot started flickering into scribbles of eyes. It kept doing this and some other scribbles for a while, before I then woke up.

I woke up in my bed, feeling groggy as I do in the mornings. I stood up, and something told me that this was a dream. I did a nose-pinch and hand reality check, none of them seemed to work in an unrealistic way. I was still pretty sure it was a dream, even though everything looked like a completely normal overcast morning.
My lucid seemed boring, so I wanted to make something out of it. I tried to picture a girl standing in my room. Nothing happened. I tried to figure a girl standing outside my room's closed door. I opened the door. No one there.
I thought that I could just as well go down the stairs and see where my mind brings me, even though I had a feeling, I would probably wake up from it. I walked down the stairs. I woke up halfway.

I had a long dream which I do not remember anything from, except that I was standing in my backyard. I looked over the crop field hill, then realized I was dreaming and became lucid. I wanted to get over the hill, so I took off and flew like a professional at a high speed and full control. A small moment after I came over the hill I opened my eyes though.
Kinda interesting actually. As I opened my eyes, I saw the dream disappear with the eyelids, as if it was some movie and you saw the person open their eyelids from their own point of view. I'm not sure if it was a false awakening..

I was in a fitness hall, spraying water out of my hand, which i swung in spirals, forming a square shaped water box at the end.

Okay, so last night I went to sleep at about 23:30, and fell asleep at about 00:00.
My alarm was set to 06:00, but I woke up at 05:00. I turned around and looked at the clock, then went back to sleep. I had some weird fucked up dream, then I woke up again. 05:03. Back to sleep. Dream. Wake up. 05:07.
Repeat this until 05:30 and some serious strange shit happened.
So I woke up, turned around to look at the clock (05:30), then while I turned back over I thought "30 minutes left. That's like 1 dream per minute". Immediately I heard a voice angrily yell "NO". Before I could think "What?" I got hit by extremely violent vibrations in my eyes, which were looking upwards at the ceiling. My body was completely paralyzed, I couldn't move. Along with my vision shaking, I also heard an extremely loud sound of about 1000 bunsen burners mixed with a bunch of static bass.

AS IF THIS WASN'T ENOUGH
While I was looking at the ceiling, I saw flashes of white/light-blue light come from my television as if it was burning with weirdly colored flames, and I heard this song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtqwdXQStS4



It all ended and I was there, in my bed, completely shocked and bathed in sweat.
It was not a dream, because I didn't wake up, I even pinched my nose and tried to breathe (a reality check) to make sure.

I didn't sleep for the last 30 minutes after that, before I had to get up and ready for work.
I was shocked out of my mind for 1:30 hour after that.

WHAT




F*CK SLEEP PARALYSIS D:

I stood off my bus like usual, except it was in Holme, which is a bit before I usually get off, so I had to walk the rest of the way. I was wearing headphones around my neck, and a white dax helmet in my arm. I put the helmet on with the shield down, but it was too small - the windshield hurt my nose. I readjusted it a couple times, while walking my way home, and thinking that I forgot my dax at home. I came to the decision of leaving the shield halfway down so my nose was free. I was walking at insane speed, and as I saw the road I needed to walk along to get home, I had to stop myself from walking further. As I was halfway down the road, I remembered that I don't even have a dax. I figured it must be a dream, and did a nose check to be sure. I didn't actually expect it to be a dream, so it came as a small surprise when I could breathe. Before I did the reality check, everything around me was bright in sunshine, and vivid as in real life. After the reality check, it immediately toned gray, and I struggled to focus. I eventually shut my eyes open, and was awake.


Side note: I remember that I saw my iPod all oddly bent as if it was caramel. I don't recall where in the dream I saw it though, - probably while walking - but I remember seeing that in another dream as well.
That's one dream sign for me A deformed iPod.

The night started out with me climbing ontop a tall fence on my terrace in my backyard. I looked to the left and saw a bear run across the corn-field. I watched as the bear ran a quarter circle around my garden and entered through the back. It ran up to the fence, stood on it's back-legs and tried to get me.

False awakening. The bear thing was a dream, I was safe now. But hold on, I must have been sleepwalking, because I'm on the same fence, and the same bear is trying to get me. The only difference is that this time my hand was in it's mouth. I looked around me, and noticed that there was a lack of details in the distance, so I figured it must be a dream too. I levitated down from the fence, but the dream started to black out. I said "ENNERVATE" to focus. It worked shortly, but the blacking out continued.

False awakening. I was inside now, it was just a dream, all good. I looked out the window. About 7 bears came running through the corn-field. I grabbed my iPod and went outside to take pictures. I stood behind a small fence and thought I was safe, while one of the gray, dusty bears came running towards me. However, it trampled down the fence, so I ran for my life. I ran all the way to my front door, with the bear right behind me. I opened the door, got on the floor, nobody walked the dinosaur. I locked the door and yelled that there was a bear outside. I looked out the window and saw 2 prairie dogs having a picnic in my front yard.

Then I woke up in real life and fell asleep again.

In the next dream I had, I was in some music class, listening to a boring man talk, so we were all sleepy. I walked out of the class, with a wand and started spamming spells everywhere. I do not remember much from the dream, other than I gave myself a thermal vision so I could look through corn and fight an enemy with an advantage. I also made a cat that annoyed me tiny.

I had heard that a house near me had burnt to the ground. I ran through my driveway, over the hill, along the road, until I went past the forest corner and saw the house. There was only the floor and black coal-ish crumbles of the pillars left. In the middle was an intact chair. I walked down towards it, and noticed I had a backpack on. I ran the whole way to the house without one, so I tried to imagine it wasn't there. Then it hit me - that must have been a dream. I did the clenching nose and breathing reality check, and I could breathe just fine. Everything went black now. I tried voice commands to make it stop, but no use.
Then I woke up at 6AM.

Total estimation: 20-30 minutes

Non-lucid part:
I was with my family near some green-/insect-house of sorts. Plantation had grown everywhere. We looked at a wall to see this enormous green parasite worm looking thing. We stood and talked about how amazing it was when it started moving out of the wall, digging into the ground and attacking us. It's tail was in the soil, it's head was in the soil, and then it body-slammed and killed my brother.

Lucid part:
I fled into the insecthouse and that's when I realised - I must be dreaming. I did a reality check and felt I was waking up. Instead I focused my vision hard and saw that I was in a large storage-ish room with a thin metal rail as a fence in front of me and a pillar going down in the middle of the room. I saw a black figure walk past me and disappear as he went out of my field of view to the left. This scared me as it reminded me of that LSD game, and I didn't want this to be a nightmare.
I jumped over the fence and sprinted towards the other end of the room. I jumped headfirst into the wall and now found myself in a room like the first, but the distance to the other end was only 2 meters. I jumped into the next wall and found myself in the same room. Repeat the same room around 4 times more, until I had decided where I wanted to be. I was now in the eye of Saturn. I had remembered the last month's challenge here from DreamViews (didn't remember this month's challenge though).
I found myself in a military base on Saturn. It didn't consist of much but a couple of fences and tents. I saw no people at all. There was no wind either. I figured we were in the eye of the storm. You couldn't hear anything but a constant roar of distant wind. The heaven was black and you could see the stars. The sun was shining brighter but you could look directly at it. The air was very easy to breathe in, nothing different from a normal place on earth.
I wanted to go visit the moon, so I thought of the moon and ran heads-first into a wall. I went straight through it just like the first time, but I was not on the moon. I was at the shore of a big city which reminded me of my hometown Ebeltoft, except it was much larger and futuristic. It was night and the only light you could see came from the moon (close enough)! I looked at the ocean. The water was acting extremely weird, as if it was being sucked out by some beam from the moon. I looked at the moon and tried to do the pull like Bruce the Almighty, as if I had a rope. The invisible rope was tough to pull in, but it didn't affect the moon. I then tried to simply 'teleport' it closer with my mind. It worked! The small moon dissolved and appeared as 4 times that big. I looked back at the ocean. It now consisted of rock-hard shattered crystals.
I walked onto the crystals. The whole ocean was crystals, even beneath the surface, so they didn't move at all. With my mind, I tried removing the crystals, but I regretted that as they turned back into ocean and I fell in the ice-cold water. I levitated (yes! levitated) myself out of the water and turned the ocean back into crystals.
I felt myself waking up, and simply let go as it was probably late anyways. I woke up and the clock was 1 PM.

There were a tonnes of more stuff happening but I simply don't remember it because so many different things were going on.
For example I remember looking at a large clock to see what the clock was. It said 11:48. I don't remember in which association or what part of the dream I looked at it though, all I remember is looking at the clock.
I also remember I wanted to see what happened if I tried to convince a dream character that he doesn't exist. I couldn't find anyone so I spawned one, just to tell him he doesn't exist (lol). He started cursing and swearing at me like mad. "F**K YOU YOU LITTLE F**KING A**HOLE WHAT THE F**K IS THE MATTER WITH YOU SERIOUSLY YOU -insert more swear words here-". He went on like that until I walked away.

During the whole lucid part, I met no people at all except for the black figure and the spawned dream character.

All I remember is that I was in a dream, my vision was slightly blurry, and then I went lucid. I looked down on my hands, then rubbed them - but nothing really happened from that. Instead I stood still and looked at my garden which was 10 times more beautiful than usual. It was set in a pretty orange sunset light, with rays of light here and there. Bloom was higher than usual (a sort-of glow from the light spots), and the garden was filled with glorious plants and flowers.
The more I focused, the more clear and realistic it looked. In fact, it got to be more clear and vivid than real life. This is supposedly a good thing, but it ended up with me thinking it was real life. I don't remember more since that.