OmShanti

Details are a bit fuzzy today (sauvignon blanc), but I know the dreams were vivid, logical, and mundane enough that I couldnt tell I was dreaming (you'd be surpised what's mundane in my life).

Something about a primitivist hippie commune/farm in the forest. Ive never been to this one, perhaps it's a composite of several farming and primitivist communities I've lived with. I remember saying that I felt more at ease there than at any other community Ive been to. The people there were very happy and jovial.

Why are there arcade games in the forest? Ive seen much more bizarre things, I suppose. Its a driving game. I don't have any money, but I sit down in the chair and take the wheel. It works! Its very real. Now I'm in a real car... at least it seems real, like I'm really driving, but I know I'm still sitting in the chair, in front of a screen, in the middle of the forest. Wow, Im driving through a hilly countryside. Its very beautiful, sunny with little puffy clouds. Lots of twists and turns. Its making me sort of nauseous, so I get out of the chair.

I'm in a strange house, on the top bunk of a large bed with a very sexy young man whom Ive never met, and yet were very intimate and comfortable together. Perhaps weve been lovers in some long forgotten dreams. Were cuddling (I don't often actually perform sex acts in dreams. Usually its just a lot of cuddling, kissing, petting , and rolling around), watching a movie. The movie keeps jumping out and becoming real. Satyrs, elves, fairys, minotaurs. Happy creatures with joy and slight mischief in their eyes. A huge grey cat that looks like none Ive ever seen before comes bounding up to the bed, intelligence, benevelolence, and obvious sentience dancing in her flickering eyes. I want to cuddle with the kitty, but I somehow know it's inapropriate.

(This is the third or fourth dream in several weeks to feature magical creatures, btw. Last time it was giants, and we were working together, trying to save a race of dwarfs that lived at the base of a great plateau that I bounded, almost flew down, while the giants leaped from ledge to ledge, down and down to the base of the plateau)

Its the middle of the night and I'm standing in a large room with white walls amongst a large group of people who are sitting, standing, talking, smoking, laughing and playing. Their physical appearances are concrete and unwavering over a long period of time. I am a lucid wall-flower. Suddenly I decide to speak up, and loudy: "Can any of you tell me the date and time?" I recieve 5 or 10 different answers from the now thoroughly perplexed crowd, and take the oppurtunity to point out that they cannot remember because they are dreaming. "We are all dreamers, and this is the dream time, and this is why you cannot recall what day it is. I am aware that tommorow will be November 14th, 2010, because I am fully lucid. I am a dream teacher and I am here to guide toward lucidity. What do you want to experience? What do you want to see, do? Whatever you want is open to you now. Let us now go out into the night and create the experiences of our own choosing." The crowd is thoroughly convinced and appropriately excited. I remind them not to get to excited else they wake from the dream. There is a mass exit toward the door, and shouts of new found freedom arise as we go off in groups of two or three into the night.

I am a longtime lucid dreamer
(10ys+), although I go long periods without much recall of my dreams. I have recently once again begun to suplement with b vitamins, specifically b6, and I have had extremelely vivid dreams and very detailed dream recall ever since I started on this regimen. Most of my dreams are to varrying degrees semi-lucid, with the occassional full on lucid dream. My dreams are so damn vivid and logical that I often cannot distinguish between reality and the dreamtime.

I usually dream of people I have never met, though in the dreams I often feel as if I've always known them. I sometimes dream of people whos faces shift with each passing moment, though usually the people I dream of are solid, complex, and unwavering in charachteristic, physiological aspect, and personality. I have slowly become (sort of) convinced that many of the people I interact with in the dreamtime are other dreamers who actually exist in the waking world.

I often wake 2-3 times a night, each time remembering wild and vivid dreams that are often semi or fully lucid. I can follow the paths back through dreamscape after dreamscape, in what seems to be many hours of experience, even when Ive only been asleep for a couple of hours.

Over the years I have come to expect lucidity in my dreams, so I am no longer forced awake by my excitement at the realization of the fact that I am dreaming, as I once was.

I am often a total horn dog in the dream world. Its embarassing, but I must admit that I love having sex with random hot guys in the dream worlds. Especially when lucid.