Moonwatcher

This LD took place by accident in 2011 when i was living in New Jersey:

I found myself in an ambiguous space standing before a shimmering, mother-of-pearl curtain. It brought to mind those plastic strips hanging in the doorway to a cooler in a grocery store. Beyond the curtain i could hear the voices of approximately ten men speaking excitedly in an unknown language. I felt and heard a strong vibration in my head and a roaring noise in my ears. I knew that if i parted the curtain i could enter their presence and see what was on the other side. But i was scared and woke up.

A non-lucid from earlier this year:

When you live in Canada but suddenly find yourself in Lenin's mausoleum in Moscow and a hole in the ceiling opens and they lower a Vostok down with cables and there's old Vladimir Ilyich in the capsule, alive and well, wearing a spacesuit and winking at you through a porthole...it's a pretty safe bet that you're dreaming.

Here's an example of one of my few successful LD's, this one earlier this year.


INT. KITCHEN OF CHILDHOOD HOME - NIGHT

I'm standing by the kitchen counter when suddenly i begin falling through the floor. If being in a place 3000 km away doesn't strike me as odd, having the Pauli exclusion principle fail the soles of my shoes--and the linoleum under them--fortunately does! Enough to prompt an RC. So i look out the window to try to orient myself, to see if i'm falling with respect to the entire environment or if only the floor is moving up to meet me, etc. Good example of being critically aware of my surroundings and thinking things through.

This was a satisfying success but didn't last long enough to make further use of.

I wanted to post a funny false awakening from last summer:

I found myself wishing i were lucid. "If i were lucid," i thought to myself, "what would i do? I know! I would be Marty McFly in Back To The Future, playing the guitar at the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance!"

So i started to play air guitar. Just then my sister entered the room (in the dream) and i felt embarrassed (as we often are when caught dancing and singing alone). I excused myself and went to another room, seeking privacy so i could continue practicing.

Then i awoke and found to my dismay that it had been a dream. I had even thought about lucidity within a dream and still didn't think to run an RC!

Take-home lesson: Use any and everything as a cue to RC. Every thought about lucidity should contain a parenthetical, "Is this a dream now, by the way?"

Being Marty, incidentally, was a spontaneous goal, not a preplanned agenda. And not a bad one, if i may say so myself. I'll have to use it some night for real when i really do achieve lucidity.

EXT. LIMA, PERU - DAY

Riding in family van (tan '84 Chevrolet) from childhood. It's on autopilot on the highway (like the new Google cars). I don't trust it, but so far no accidents. A light aircraft uses the onramp for a runway and passes us but then lands and transforms into a car and drives ahead of us.

When you see your childhood family vehicle in your dream, you know it's a dream, c'mon. Especially when it was reported stolen and abandoned in Arizona twenty years ago.

Too lazy to write the 3-4 other dreams in this long weekend night of sleep.

Now if only the drunks across the parking lot would shut up on weekends before 4 AM, maybe i could schedule my WBTB's myself, thank you very much! (Or maybe i should be grateful to them for the alarms?)