Shamrox

A quick recall. I had a random LD the other night. I have been thinking a lot about it lately which, I assume triggered my mind to recognize myself running down a street I have never been down before, instantly becoming lucid without any reality check whatsoever. In fact I dont remember anything before attaining lucidity. There I was running from somebody, and as soon as I realized it was a dream I thought it would be fun to try and escape the pursuer. About 20 feet in front of me there was a lifted, gold, early 2000 Chevrolet pick up truck on huge tires. Perfect I thought. My heart was racing with excitement as I knew by the stability of the dream that I did not have long. My control is nowhere what it used to be, but nonetheless as I raced towards the truck I used my intent to say when I get to the truck the door will be unlocked and the keys will be in the ignition. And sure enough, they were. I jumped in fast and slammed the door. I stomped on the gas hard and hauled ass burning rubber as I took off. In front of me I could see the skyline of big city, skyscrapers and all. I thought to myself, "wait, why am I driving? I could be flying." I felt a huge grin on my face. I slammed on the breaks hard and launched myself through the windshield head first. I blacked out and felt myself hit the back of my eyelids. I was awake.

The other night I rode my MOTORCYCLE on empty and ran out of gas. The night before I had barely made it home on empty.
(Many of my dreams are completely realistic. As in, doing something exactly how I would do it, that needs to be done the next morning when I wake up. I never see clues in these dreams. Never)

It is 2:35 A.M. and I just awoke from a nap. I have never had a dream like this before. I was lucid, yet, I did not realize I was lucid... It's complicated, because I have always thought that the point of becoming lucid was realizing you were dreaming. In this dream, I did not realize I was dreaming but I was fully in control in my lucid perspective. I was in the WWE. Strange. I don't watch wrestling, but I did watch a John Cena vs Kurt Angle video the other day. Anyways, I think me and Triple H were in a match. Then the Big Show's music came on and he comes walking down the ramp. Some how this turns into Triple H and The Big Show chasing me through the crowd, up to the titan tron, around the speakers and hardware off to the side, under some wooden support beams and bleachers, back into the audience, and back to the ring. Thankfully, they got into it at that point, and I was able to hop back in the ring no harm. This is when I became lucid. I really don't remember saying this is a dream. I wanted to hop on the top rope and try to do a backflip. So I did, and landed on my back. No worries, I tried again and barely saved myself from landing on my neck by catching myself with my hands. The third try I hit the top rope perfect with both feet and went all out, landing the back flip on my knees, but that was good enough for me. Just then Jeff Hardy walks in the ring behind me, and I beat his ass... Wrestling style. It was fun! But, during the match I lost my lucidity. And as I was celebrating my victory. Matt Hardy shows up. He got in my face, but then laughed. He was like, my brother deserved it dude. We high fived and Jeff Came back in the ring to squash the beef. It was all good. The night was over and Matt Went to sign autographs. I waved at him to say "Later." One of them turned into Brett Michaels from LaBare.

I had one more dream after that, I tried to remember but I waited to long to write this. I AM GOING TO REMEMBER MORE DREAMS FROM NOW ON. I WILL RECORD THEM IN MY DREAM JOURNAL EVERY DAY. I WILL DO REALITY CHECKS EVERY DAY. I WILL HAVE MANY LUCID DREAMS EVERY WEEK.