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    1. A Lucid within a dream??? What? O.O

      by , 03-24-2015 at 03:45 PM
      This entry is going to differ a little from the usual simply because something fairly odd happened to me last night. I've never heard/read of it happening (though I am sure it is a regular occurrence) ,so I'm not certain as to what to call it. In any case, I'm going to describe what took place and maybe someone can shed some light on it

      I am sitting down at a table, in a café. Looking around me, the colour of the walls strike me as lovely, being a warm and inviting orange. The establishment itself looks very comfortable, typical of the south of France or Spain. The tables were round and white, the floor was marble, with the counter facing the entrance. I was sitting away from it, a little removed from the customers. The happy chatter and laughter, the clatter of cutlery and general bustling of life which emanated from my surroundings just made the sunny afternoon feel even more like summer, and it lulled me gradually to sleep. I had been using the café as a place to study, seeing as it was also where I worked. Now far too tired to carry on, I fold my arms on the table and rest my head upon them. Feeling strangely comfortable, I fall asleep.

      This is where it gets a bit weird.

      Before me stands a woman, dressed as Katniss from the Hunger Games. I know it isn't her, but I don't know who she is either. She smiles and beckons to me, telling me to come towards her without actually saying a word. I begin to do so, but stop midway. She frowns as realisation dawns on me. This is a dream! Grinning I congratulate myself on finally becoming lucid. This new found lucidity leads me to thinking the following; This is a dream. Therefore, I know I can manipulate the environment! More determined than ever, I pull myself out of the fake Katniss dream and back into the café dream. I then proceed to pull the fake Katniss out with me, so that we both end up in the café. The issue here is that given the fact that I thought the fake Katniss dream was a dream, I reasoned that the café must be real. I essentially genuinely believed that I had managed to bring my dream character to life through lucidity. What is even weirder is the fact that I was completely unrestrained by any dream plot or narrative. I could do what I wanted. It was definitely a completely different atmosphere to my usual, non lucid dreams. Anyway, throughout the rest of the dream, we chat happily about various things, whilst drinking coffee. I realise that as soon as my attention wanes away from her, fake Katniss begins to disappear. For this reason, I feel compelled to remain with her until the dream ends.

      Well, there you have it. I still don't fully understand what went on, but it was a lot of fun!
    2. Snowflakes - First (solid) lucid dream

      by , 04-14-2013 at 12:33 AM

      I'm at work, surrounded by all of my colleagues, and the boss' daughter. We're all planning a sleepover there, and as we're joking around, my hands catch my eye. Six or seven incredibly intricate and detailed snowflakes are etched into my palms. I draw my colleague's attention to this, and we all look in amazement. Suddenly, I decided to go to the bathroom, and find myself walking along a stylish corridor, where abstract art has been hung on the dark grey walls. I turn right and realise I've just entered my living room. Astonished, I spin around, taking in my environment. Knowing this is a dream, but still feeling too much under the dream haze, I perform reality checks I remember reading of in an attempt to clear my mind further. I plug my nose, and am unable to breathe. This prompts me to try another, to see if it works. I picked up a book from a bookcase I have in the living room, and read the title. I look away, look at it again, and the letters are still clear, legible, and remain unchanged. Perplexed, I attempt to push the fingers of my right hand into my left palm, and again, the check fails. However, I am still convinced that I am dreaming (For some reason, the snowflakes did not seem to bother me lol). Determined to prove this to myself and clear the dreams influence from my mind, I head to my bedroom door. Standing in front of it, I imagine a sunset. I figured that if this was a dream, I should open the door and see a sunset. Taking a deep breath, I open the door. My room is as it always was, nothing changed, apart from one of my walls having been turned into one big window. After standing there for about two or three seconds, the sky suddenly starts to change colour, and I witness the sun rise, through my bedroom window. I smile; though it wasn't exactly what I'd imagined, it was close enough. Just as the sun finishes rising, the dream scape darkens, and pulls away from me, leaving me standing in the middle of blackness, before waking up.

      Definite Progress! Finally!
    3. The Chase

      by , 01-18-2013 at 10:50 PM
      (Did some SSILD that night, as I hoped it may help me fall asleep)

      Dream 1:

      As I listen to the buzzing sound ringing in my ears, I notice it's getting progressively louder, until I realise I am no longer in my bedroom, but surrounded by buildings and people, the sun is brightly shining down and I have to shield my eyes from its blinding rays. A man I had never met before runs past me. For some reason, I particularly recall his brown leather jacket, feeling a very strong urge to reach out and touch it. I hear my mother exclaim she thought he was very attractive, and turn to see her walking beside me. I have no idea how long she had been there, but I proceed to argue with her, saying that he was the most unattractive man I had ever seen.

      Dream 2:

      I am running frantically through a thick forest, very aware of the sound my footsteps were making against the ground, and how hurried my breathing is. Little by little, I come to realise that I am not alone, four others are running in the same general direction as I am. Feeling scared and panicking, I quickly realise that I am running away from something. We come across four strangers on very graceful animals, which seem to be a cross between horses and dragons. We beg them to let us ride with them. After some deliberation they agree, and we mount them. I was sitting in front of the rider, on a deep brown animal. I heard the sound of a gun being shot, and simultaneously felt the bullet slice through the air, inches away from my face. I urge the rider to make the animal go faster, before turning around to see around five young men behind us, chasing after us on bikes. Suddenly, we seem to have left the forest and are riding through old barns and stables as well as abandoned houses. I have to lookout for obstructions and warn the rider if I see any. Eventually, we are unable to get anywhere by horse/dragon, and so are forced to walk. The chasers also abandoned their bikes and I can hear them running behind us, rapidly getting closer. In my hurry I trip up some long white, spiraling stairs, convinced that soon I was going to get shot. The fear is so intense I start feeling very sick. Nevertheless I keep going, and eventually emerge onto a very big, white roof. Surrounding it were various other buildings, but this one was by far had the biggest surface. What hit me was how vibrant the colours were. Bright blues and whites, deep, dark reds and bright greens. The four others in what I now knew was my clan, emerge onto the rooftop too. I frantically look for somewhere to hide. Seeing a door, I waste no time in going in, and find myself in a young couple's kitchen. A member of the clan follows me in, and hides just behind the door. I beg the couple not to give our positions away. They agree, and kept quiet as one of the chasers barge in. The man who had hidden behind the door took the opportunity to run out. I had hidden next to the fridge, and was wishing I could somehow flatten myself into the wall. Holding my breath, I silently pray that he won't find me. My heart sinks as he steps out in front of me, holding a gun to my forehead. I feel the blood drain from my face as I recognise his. He and I had been lovers previously, but something (I have no idea what) had forced us to split. (Ironically, he was also the man who had ran past me, with the leather jacket, from the previous dream.) After kissing me quickly, Jake (as I had apparently known him as before) walks out. I take a few seconds to catch my breath, before running out after him. The scenery had changed; suddenly I found myself in a big loft. I notice that the walls are made of wood. I look for Jake, asking anyone there if they had seen him. The chasers are still here, but it seems that my clan and them had managed to come to a truce. After searching frantically, I realise that he has left, and that I was most likely never going to see him again. I sink to the ground, screaming his name and sobbing. The pain and loss I felt was unbearable. I don't think I have ever felt like that in real life.

      I don't often experience such strong feelings in my dreams, so when I do, it takes me by surprise and leaves me a little breathless lol!
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