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Lucid dreaming for me is a way to try and escape the horrors of my dreams (technically nightmares but seeing as how I've only ever had nightmares I just call them dreams)

The last lucid dream I had was about a week ago. I was standing in a building and I could feel that something bad was about to happen. I remember thinking that I was not in the mood for my bad dreaming and that what I really wanted to do was to fly, because the dreams where I have the ability to fly are the closest to a happy dream I will ever come. I stood at the door staring into the sky thinking "Fly. Fly! FLY!" and I was beginning to think I wouldn't be able to until I slowly, but surely, started to lift into sky. I got above the trees when I started to remember my past reactions to flying dreams; I tend to freak out when I get too high. Remembering this, of course, made me freak out and I started to descend. This disappointed me and I started to concentrate my hardest on staying up and after hard work, and many roller coaster like motions, I finally managed to fly straight and confident, leaving all my inhibitions behind me, not to mention the on coming tragedy of what staying in that empty building would have brought. I flew for the entire dream until I woke up, relieved that I didn't have to suffer through another nightmare.

This dream made me particularly relieved because usually in my lucid dreams I'm only able to change details that are already happening as an attempt to make them less scary or more convenient, like making something pop up or someone change to make the events easier to get through, but this time I was able to change the dream entirely making it a completely different dream. That rarely ever happens. I'm happy that I was able to avoid the bad things but I also usually prefer to avoid these types of lucid dreams because I enjoy interpreting my dreams to see what my subconscious is trying to bring to my attention. Beggars can't be choosers I guess .

I was at Jack's house. Steve had a bottle of sleeping medicine. I read the label and it said for him to take it in the morning when he woke up. I told him that Chelse had the same sleeping medicine and that you're suppose to take it at night before bed. He told me that after he took it in the morning, he wouldn't be able to get himself out of bed until 4 p.m. I explained to him that it was supposed to be taken at bedtime. He rationalized it and agreed with me.

I walked outside onto the porch facing Jeff's house. I saw him standing in the driveway talking to Pat and Sarah who were in the driveway with a black SUV. The back drivers door was open and he was leaned inside the SUV talking to them. Penny (his mother) was standing at the entrance of the open garage watching them. I yelled his name, he didn't hear me. So I yelled louder and I saw him glance over at me for a second but he continued talking to Pat and Sarah. Jeff always did this. He wouldn't divert his attention away from what he was doing when you tried to get his attention sometimes. It was very real. I called his name a third time even louder. At that point his mom yelled at him and said "Joey's hollering at you!" Jeff looked at me slightly irritated and said "what's up dude?" I once again (I dream about him 3 times a week) walked up to him in disbelief. I said "Jeff you're ok!" I put my hand on the side of his head and he flinched saying "Ahh! Careful dude!" because his head was hurt. It made sense to me (he died from blunt trauma to the head). I said "Jeff do you know what happened to you" He looked around cautiously and saw his mom, he gave me a look as to not disclose what happened to him. I said "Jeff, you died..." His mom had a look of realization on her face suddenly. She looked at me and I knew that she was also having the same dream. I realized she was lucid dreaming with me, but she was not able to handle remembering the reality of Jeff's death. She started crying and ran off. Jeff looked at me irritably. I kept grabbing him and hugging him. I told him that I was dreaming and that he was dreaming too. I told him that he was dead and he nodded his head agreeing with me that he knew he was dead too. He said "I know I'm dead, I've just been visiting you in your dreams to make you feel better." I told him that everyone missed him so much.

We started walking up Sheley road towards Marty and Kelsey's house. I told him how torn up Trevor, Kelsey and his own family were. He knew they were sad. I told him that he should look at his Facebook page at all the stuff that people had been posting. He asked me about it. I told him that he had several months of people writing on his wall saying nice things about him and how much they missed him. He said "I know you've been writing a lot about me, I have seen it. I know you were really my friend because of everything that you have done for my family and friends." I said "Of course your my friend dude, you're one of my best friends. You, Jack, Ben and Shawn are my best friends." He nodded in agreement. We turned right onto Harris street. I told him about how Ben moved to Hawaii and that he was happy and successful with Cara, his wife. I told him about Jack and his departure to basic training and how he had also got married.

I started to cough. My mouth was salivating and I was coughing up a lot mucus. It started to consume my mouth. I tried to spit it out of my mouth but it stuck to my lips like a insoluble slime stuck to my mouth. I was trying to grab it with my hand and it was getting all over my hands. Jeff laughed out loud at my struggle to get the mucus out of my mouth and off my hands. He offered me gum. He pulled out four pieces of green spearmint gum that were not covered with the metal foil. They were slightly deformed from being in his pocket. I held out my left hand and he dropped two pieces that were stuck together into my hand. I started chewing. He extended his hand towards my right hand and was going to drop the other two pieces into my right hand. I held out my hand and received the gum.

I gained my composure again and told him that we should get on Facebook so he could see how many notifications he had from people writing on his wall about his death.

At that point we were back in the town I live in currently, up in my apartment in my office. He sat at the computer. RT was up on the screen and he started watching. I told him to check Facebook. He couldn't get out of RT so I helped him. He came to the Facebook main page and typed in his username (I don't remember what it was exactly) then he typed in his password and I saw exactly what he typed P******* R****. I took a mental note of his password so I could log into his Facebook page. For some reason he was not able to get logged in because he account had become dormant from his absence. He was going through the verification steps to get his account back to normal when several pop ups from various sites came up asking for log in information. He was putting his info into these websites. I realized that it was going to cause a problem for me to log back into those sites. A security certificate verification popped up asking to verify the page. He kept clicking on yes before I had a chance to read anything. I was getting anxious because I wasn't sure what was going on. My blackboard student website was getting messed with, and unnecessary messages were being sent to my professors. I saw a strange government warning pop-up in the window. I asked Jeff if he would let me sit down and fix the problem.

Chelse started yelling from the bathroom. She had just woken up from her nap because she worked the night before. I told Jeff to go show himself to Chelse. They met in the hallway as Chelse was walking out of the bathroom. She said "Jeff! What are you doing here?" Jeff said "I'm here to visit you guys." Chelse said "But you're dead..."

Then I woke up..

Date: Friday October, 2010
Time: 2:30 pm.

red=Lucid

Note: There may have been some communication with either another being, or a direct link to my subconscious.

So I laid down to take a quick hour long nap. I start to slowly enter SP, I feel the all to familiar energy waves crash over my body. I still get excited when this happens. The auditory hallucinations kick in. I remember I was thinking about something, but my thought trails off into a sort of dream where I enter a trance and am not even conscious of the fact I am falling asleep. I quickly realize what is happening and come back to consciousness before I fall asleep regularly. I start off with some hypnogogic imagery. Shiny multicolored light appears, little windows show up, giving me images and choices of what kind of dream I would like to enter.

The imagery stops and I find myself in a dream, but I am not lucid yet. I am being mauled by my dog (who was sleep right beside me ha ha.) I remember falling to the floor and not being able to ask for help. I keep calling out my sister's name in hopes that she will hear me. No sound comes out of my mouth. I soon realize that the dog, although biting me. It isn't doing any damage, or pain. I "wake up"from it, but fail to realize the FA that just happened. I fall back asleep, but my consciousness wakes up, and I realize I just was dreaming, and that I still am. I crawl out of bed, and instead of being in my bedroom, I am in my place of work. I become lucid immediately.

I walk around the store for a bit, but I end up blacking out. I wake up again into another FA, where I am standing in my backyard. I feel unusually confident in my ability to control my dream. Which for some reason I start to fight a DC. At first its a fist fight, but then I start controlling the elements. I forcefully push him with a gust of wind.

To test my ability further, I go into my front yard and see several tornadoes whirling around. I grab one and throw it at the DC. He can't do anything but grab onto the car that is in my driveway. So I push the car out of the yard with my mind. The fight finishes, and I start looking around. The neighborhood looks different. I see my brothers Jamie, and Jay in my dream on the deck. The day turns to night as I walk up the stairs. Jamie turns to me and says "What's up Joe!" and my other brother says high. I noticed that they were drinking beer. I was going to go grab one, but decided not to. Instead I look up and jump up into the sky.

I fly easily, something I never have been able to do without the most extreme amount of effort. I look around and get the exciting butterfly feeling as I do when I am at extreme heights. I see the millions of houses, and building structures. The world seems so real. I start doing loops in the sky, and decide to fly super low to the ground and great speed. I make a beeline toward the earth. I end up spotting a big pool and dive for it. Free falling is really scary, and I almost forgot that I was dreaming. I splashed into the pool, water waves crashing over the sides of the square in ground pool. I decide to go underwater, my speed isn't affected but my clothes are soaked. I didn't feel wet however.

I see tunnels underwater, it is really dark. I can breathe underwater and was going to go explore the tunnels but decided against it. Flew out of the water back up into the sky. I remember a thought I had when walking my dog outside at night. I remembered I wanted a cool night air time flight, where I could feel the breeze of the wind rush against me, and smell the familiar air that is so distinct to the night. I became completely relaxed as I flew on. I must have flown across entire cities as I lost track of time. Just completely deep in my thoughts.

The flight ends abruptly as I kind of black out and appear outside of some random house, in a random neighborhood. I notice the house I am in front of is on a hill, and looking down the hill notice a straight long street. I see other dream characters walking around doing what they do. I decide to start a fight, so I go to some random dude in a truck and say that I can control him. He was a decent sized fellow, with a scruffy brown goatee and short brown hair. Was wearing a plaid jacket and blue jeans. I start to try and control him, but I can't for some reason, so he walks up on me and actually forces me to my knees. No matter how hard I try, I can't do anything. That quickly stops as I get aid from another DC. The guy I picked a fight with runs down the street, and me and the other DC give chase, running at super fast speeds. We never catch him as I end up in a weird room presumably in the house I was just in front of.

I hear a radio, I see a t.v, and there are two other DCs in the room. I do not recognize either of them. The room was small, with black and white tile on the ground, a green two people seat couch in the middle facing the t.v. There is a radio playing in the corner of the room by a door that leads outward. One DC was standing in the doorway of the room, the other sitting on the couch. I remember hearing a cool song play, and wanting to write it down or try to remember it for when I wake up. But couldn't. Then I hear a freestyle rap going on. One of the lines I tried to remember was "I am like the bank cashing all the checks....." and was amazed by how sick the lines were. Me and the DC sitting on the couch were getting hype by this rap. That soon ended as the t.v shut off. I started paying attention to some sort of noise playing in the background.

I turned toward the radio and went to it. I sat down and listened to it. It sounded like white noise, and the occasional station being flipped through. But at a super fast rate. I had a thought that this was my subconscious trying to speak to me. The words were going incredibly fast. I had another thought that said this was how fast I was thinking subconsciously. Then another thought came into my mind that said this was everything I heard today being played back to me by my subconscious. As if all the commercials, all the songs, all the conversations I heard were being played back to me at an undecipherable rate. Then I heard words, I couldn't write them down as I remember that I can't bring anything back from the dream world so it would be pointless.

It started speaking to me this voice. It told me my fear. That I would not make it to heaven, or purgatory. That my fear was that I would end up in hell. That I thought I was doing everything wrong in life, but wasn't. Only that I had to switch a few of my habits around. This voice said I was on a path to God, but I have taken other paths leading off of it recently. That if I correct my path I would end up in heaven. Then it went on to say that I do not fear death as others do, but that I have accepted it as a natural thing everybody has to experience. That where I was at was the actual afterlife. I wasn't just inside a dream anymore, I was in a different realm, where DCs are now beings. I asked the two DCs, or beings about it and they told me that the voice was correct. That they aren't just in my dreams, that my consciousness was actually completely in a different place. Right then I just became an observer, and listener. I just went along with it, yet I was still completely lucid (or was I??). Then the voice said (not directly to me as I originally thought.) Since I was not afraid of death, that I would meet it Sunday, the 31st. I would pass on into the current realm I was in. I didn't get scared of this foreshadow, or prophecy but curious on it. Then an announcement happened over a PA system that asked for somebody, I can't remember the name. The voice told me that was the person who was going to die, not me (It could of been talking to someone else entirely.). I relaxed a little more, I asked about God, but the voice went away. Dead silence for a few minutes, then it began to talk again. I stood up accompanied by the two DCs, or beings. I again asked if this was really what the afterlife was like, and they said yes. They lead me out the door, and out of the house were I began to hear a ringing, and realized within the dream that it was my alarm. Disappointed, yet excited I prepared to become awake within the real world (at least what I consider it to be).

I woke up feeling all sweaty, and weird contemplating all that had happened.