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    1. Library of memory's, a campfire, Molemen, and that little girl

      by , 12-16-2012 at 09:34 AM
      Been a week or 2 but I am back, lets get down to business.

      First off I was fully lucid for this whole dream.

      I was in a tower that seemed to extend into the heavens. There was a staircase that spiraled upwards. I walked up this staircase for what seemed like a hour. I looked up to see how much higher I had to go. I saw that girl again standing in front of a door. I ran as fast as I could to get to where she was in hopes of confronting her. When I got there she was gone, so I opened the door to reveal a massive room. The walls where covered in shelves. There was a latter like in a library that extended up a fair distance. I decided to climb it. As I climbed i looked at what was on the shelves and I don't know how but I knew they were my memories. When I go to touch one of the memory's I instantly was some place else. I was standing in front of a camp fire at night, talking to some girl I don't know and we talked for about five minuets. I looked up at the fire and was transported again. This time it was to the center of my town. some guy walked up to me and said he was with the Molemen and they were taking my town for there own. At this point I just wanted to have some fun. So I told him not if I have something to say about it. Then I proceeded to flick him and watch him go flying. Now a bunch of the same guy I just flying surround me. I figure since I am dreaming why not try to fly away, and it worked I started to float away. I was about 30 feet off the ground when I looked down and saw her. That little girl was and she did something very different this time. For lack of a better way to describe this, she grew black angle wings and began to fly at me. This horrified me for some reason, I have only seen her move once before this and now she was coming towards me at a very fast rate. I looked up to the sky and awoke.
    2. Two-part Dream

      by , 07-01-2012 at 09:18 PM (tardis(I just picked a word))
      I typed this out already, and it didn't save. So here goes take two. I've kept a dream journal for years so I have more written down somewhere but this is my most recent dream. Today, an hour ago.
      -> It starts at my roommate's house, in her backyard where we've set up a giant projector to play movies against the back of her house. We've dragged all the furniture outside and arranged it to look like the living room. I'm sitting in a reclining chair with another person watching the movie which is black and white and makes the whole yard glow a grey/blue fluorescent color. Everything is there in perfect deal, the other houses, the fences, the cars driving by in the front, people's shadows moving in their windows but it's all a strange color. I can feel the person I'm sitting with's arm and it feels so real that I begin to wonder if I'm dreaming.
      -> Next we are in that same friend's bedroom with all of the same people around and I keep saying "I can't tell if I'm dreaming." Because I really can't tell and I want someone to tell me if I am. Her room is that same grey/blue color and everyone in the room is that color, except for one person who comes in and tells us he's going home. He looks normal, and when he hugs me goodbye it feels like a real hug so I'm confused again.

      I wake up for a minute but I can still feel myself being hugged. I fall asleep again.
      -> I am home, at my grandparent's house, looking out the window at the neighbor's houses and describing to someone the people who live in them. We decided to take a walk and as we pass the house that sits on the curve of the street- a really mysterious house because I've never once seen the woman who lives there- what looks like a SWAT team comes racing out. Suddenly, there is a war going on and it is then that I realized I've been seeing this dream from the point of view of someone else, someone who isn't me, someone who knows what is going on because he is for some reason a part of it all.
      -> At some point, I lose myself. At the gas station in my neighborhood, the two sides are standing off but I know I'm there so when they start shooting at each other, I find myself and try to get us out. While they're shooting and fighting, we get outside and I use this white powder/dust to shrink us down so that we can use this Thumbelina-esqu bumblebee motorcycle to get away. The enemy follows and we're suddenly fighting this unseen, shrunken battle while the lives of everyday, normal people go on. They don't notice as we fly through their yards and past their windows until the enemy decides to pour the powder over everyone, to drown the streets in it. Soon everyone is either too small or normal and everyone is mixed up in the fight and I've lost myself again.
      -> I struggle to find myself now in the chaos, while people try to get me to help them find other people or to help them escape and while I'm still fighting the enemy. The whole world as far as I can tell is covered in that white powder, like snow, and nobody can control what size they are. I almost find myself, I can see me right there but then I'm suddenly back in the chair in that yard, watching the black and white movie.
      And I wake up.
    3. 6/10/12

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      LAJ
      , 06-12-2012 at 05:45 AM
      kind of trippy, somewhere there are lots of buildings and mechanical objects. Once again realize I'm topless and I recognize I'm dreaming. Lucid immediately. Flying around these urban landscapes, wondering what I want to do. Called for J but nowhere to be found and I was ok with that so I conjured my subconscious. It took the shape of my older male cousin. I asked how come I can write beautiful music in the dream state but I can't remember it once I've awakened. I'm stuck when writing music in real life but it is amazingly easy to do while dreaming. My subconscious said that I need do "real' work on myself, both inside and out. Marry the creative with the physical life. Stop living in my head. I also asked what should I be doing with my life - the answer was I'm a long ways off to getting the answer to that question. Do more work.

      I asked about J not showing up. Subconscious said I'll have to wait another week or so.

      Then there were storms brewing off in the distance - looked like tornadoes - I felt like I was going to wake so I rubbed my hands together to stay grounded. Went to the basement of some monstrous building to wait it out.