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    Alien Slave and Lucid Flying

    by , 03-20-2011 at 01:46 PM (751 Views)
    Note: Yesterday I met my brother and his wife and their 1 1/2 year old son at Stone Mountain. I asked both about their LDing. I later went to a friends house and we went back and climbed Stone Mountain to see the "super moon" last night. It was full and really close to Earth last night. I see that as three stimuli that could have helped me go lucid just now.

    I was a slave along with hundreds of other people, to aliens (I never saw). We had built a huge wooden tower and were now painting it. The paint was unnecessarily thick and difficult to use.

    I was working with a group that I really liked including a girl that I liked. We somehow broke away from everyone and made for a grassy knoll. There were some rocks (like man-placed stones we saw at Stone Mountain). I threw some into some trees that lay just beyond the path of rocks. I was trying to hit the trees. Someone else started to do the same. We encouraged him to hit what he could.

    Then I lay down to go to sleep on the hill. I woke up and everyone was gone. I realized I was under a spell that made it really hard to wake up and move. I decided I better catch up with my friends and get back to work otherwise I may sleep forever, or the aliens could get mad that I left and was sleeping.

    I forced myself to get up; I was so-o-o-o tired. I worked my way up the hill and towards the top, very tired, I forced myself to run up so there would be no lying back down.

    I found the tower and started looking for my friends. I really needed to find my group and pretend as though I had been working on it the whole time.

    I worked with them, but then went to a hire point on the tower. I saw myself in a mirror, though I didn't see the mirror. I was wearing a black knit cap and looked like I had had a really rough day.

    I then found the girl that I liked. She could see that I was feeling rough, but I knew that everyone felt rough from working so hard. I felt guilty for trying to gain her sympathy, but I thought it would make her like me.

    I took my black cap off and put on a blue one and I felt much better.
    Soon I realized I better get back to work again. I am back on the tower looking for my friends. They are the group at the top painting. The paint was as thick as the Nutella we ate at the mountain last night, and it was the same color. (You think I carried the Nutella into my dream?)

    I was working around this guy with a bicycle at the top of the tower. I was trying to get to painting. Then someone had to go to the bathroom. I did too, so I went with him. The bathrooms were like something cattle would use. There were these super-long gates to the stalls. It is hard to explain, but I realized it was too weird and that I was dreaming.

    I was a little afraid that if I defected and my job was real, the aliens would be mad, but I didn't think much about it. I sat down in defiance and was lucid.

    I looked at my righth hand. I had written on it with a red pen. I tried really hard to focus on the numbers and make sense of them. There was a long division symbol with the numbers and the word "look!" It didn't mean anything, so I looked up in the sky to see the stars thinking about a recent dream where I did that and saw stars. I saw them again.

    I decided to try my personal task which was to revisit an old nightmare. I stated the address of the house where I had the nightmare. Then I tried to make a ring of ashes appear. I couldn't do it. I tried to make them red hot even though I couldn't make them appear. I saw a place get red hot, but I couldn't sustain it. The next step would have been to have a demon appear in the red-hot ring of ashes.

    I got frustrated that I couldn't make my nightmare begin. I tried to make fireballs shoot from my hand, or to just appear in my hand. No luck, so I started to fly. It was fun but I couldn't enjoy it. I wanted to enter my nightmare, so it was totally disappointing.

    I was flying around my old stomping ground and thought of someones idea discussed in the Lucid Dream Game Idea thread--super-speed. I tried it. It kind of worked and kind of didn't, so I just started flying around.

    There were some bicyclists. The were amazed that I was flying. Someone asked who I was. I gave them the wrong name and then someone called my by my complete real name. I asked how they knew and they said people knew me and were calling out to me.

    I flew through a restaurant. It was really cramped. I made my way out the back and then I woke up.

    Note: Next time I LD, I plan on trying to find my old house. I think I may have better luck if I try to reproduce my nightmare in the proper location. I don't know why I didn't try to fly to my old house. I guess I just didn't think of it.

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    Updated 05-20-2011 at 01:24 PM by 41873 (I remembered trying to shoot fireballs from my hands.)

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    Comments

    1. MrDreamsX's Avatar
      I saw myself in a mirror, though I didn't see the mirror. I was wearing a black knit cap and looked like I had had a really rough day.
      We both had dreams with mirrors in them recently.

      I was flying around my old stomping ground and thought of someones idea discussed in the Lucid Dream Game Idea thread
      That is pretty awesome. I usually get so distracted by being lucid I rarely remember lucid goals.

      I gave them the wrong name and then someone called me by my complete real name.
      LOL! Classic.

      I notice the prison camp scenario is in play again here. I've had many prison encampment dreams over the years.
      Updated 03-20-2011 at 02:19 PM by MrDreamsX
    2. Matte87's Avatar
      Congratulations on your lucid! What a long dream. The scary part about nightmares is that you believe it's real. When you get it to work, try to lose lucidity. Looking forward to that dream
    3. KristaNicole07's Avatar
      Congrats on the lucid! Hope you can manage to enter your nightmare at some point, I'm sure you'll figure out a way.
    4. The Sandman's Avatar
      @MrDreamsX: You remembered again! LOL! I don't know what my deal is. It IS a theme with me. I've learned I can think in a lucid, but I'm short on powers. If I could think of the right thing, maybe I could get my powers! Maybe I could find a staff of power. I would rather have the power myself.

      @Matte87: Why would I want to lose lucidity?

      @KristaNicole07: I will keep trying to get into my nightmare, but I realize that I fly because it comes easily. Something I forgot to put in my DJ is that when I couldn't enter my nightmare, I tried to make fireballs come out of my hand. That didn't work either.

      I wonder what I can do to conjure confidence. I believe that is the key to successful dream powers.
      Updated 03-20-2011 at 06:00 PM by The Sandman
    5. Matte87's Avatar
      Oh, I'm not even sure how you want your nightmare to be, but I assumed it was an old regular non-lucid nightmare. It's not much of a nightmare anymore if you know you've got the power and control now is it?
    6. The Sandman's Avatar
      You are correct that it was a recurring non-lucid. I should have been more descriptive. I mentioned it on another thread or some thing, but that doesn't help here.

      The house I grew up in had a basement. The door to the basement was wrought iron. It was a gorgeous door, but kind of medieval. At the top of the stairs were two clay masks from Morocco or something. They looked like demons, and surely spawned my nightmares.

      A ring of ashes would appear. They would become red-hot. Then a demon would appear cross-legged in the ring. Then he would reach out to grab me. I ran up the stairs and he would reach his arms way out and follow me up the stairs, though he remained in the ring.

      The third time, my brother was with me and two rings appeared...just like there were two masks.

      No, it would not be a nightmare anymore, but it got inside of me. Now I just want to revisit it. It would be like meeting myself as a child and conquering it in dreamland instead of just growing out of it. I want someone to draw or paint my nightmare for me; reliving it as an adult would be an ultimate piece of art.

      Again, any help in obtaining confidence that I can make something happen that I'm not accustomed to would be appreciated. I'll start by visualizing being successful. Maybe that will work.
    7. Matte87's Avatar
      Ah I get it! Sounds very heavy man, I wish you the best of luck! I think aslong as you go back to that house, you will see those masks. Should start on its own from there. If you're having trouble getting there while in the dream, try a door or a portal.

      If you want to incubate the house, then think about it while meditating a few times a day and especially before you go to sleep. If you're lucky you will dream of being inside the house and get lucid right away. Good luck! I believe in you
    8. establish's Avatar
      I wonder if those aliens exist somewhere in the universe. Ah.
      And congratulations of course. I love flying :3
    9. The Sandman's Avatar
      I wonder if those aliens exist somewhere in the universe. Ah.
      And congratulations of course. I love flying :3
      Stephen Hawking says that if there is intelligent life, we don't want to meet it.