Xanous' Dream Journal

#268 - DILD - 5:14AM

My son woke us up early this morning and I had difficulty getting back to sleep. I took melatonin to help and did no induction technique though lucid dreaming was on my mind.

I'm sad to say that the first part of this dream was lucid but I have no recall of it. I guess it could be a false memory but I kind of doubt it. Anyway, I fell into a false awakening and was trying to DEILD but my wife kept talking and making noise by acting really strange and ditsy. (Lucidity Web Saga) I become very pissed off at her and call her a bitch and tell her I am going to punch her in the face. (I'd never say or do this in waking life) I immediately feel bad about this and expect her to be mad but she starts laughing and taunting me. She seems happy to have gotten me so mad.

I've had enough so I throw the blankets off me and start to storm off to sleep on the couch. I stop when I realize we have never fought like this before and we are both acting way out of character. I become suspicious. I lean in close looking her in the eyes and ask, "Is this waking life?" She says nothing and her expression seems to be one of worry. I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming at this point but I do a nose plug to confirm. Now that I know this DC isn't my actual wife, I become even more pissed and decide that maybe I will just go ahead and punch her in the face. I throw a right hook but my hand passes through her. I try a double karate chop to both shoulders to the same effect. This throws me off balance and I fall forward, passing through this phantom woman onto the bed. Thinking back I'm glad my SubC didn't let me have a memory of hitting my wife even-though it wasn't actually her.

Darkness engulfs me now but I don't accept that I am waking. I don't want to end up having another false awakening. Instead, I rub my hands and patiently wait. I begin yelling randomness to just to feel and hear how strange my voice is. At one point I just scream as loud as I can. This gives a strange effect. I can't think of any location but I just try to see. My hope is something will just form on it's own. After a moment, there is an image of something blue and red. It looks like some kind of place but it fades quickly, then my bedroom reappears.

I remember my goal to try to teleport like LWS. I way my hands but nothing seems to be happening. I shrug it off and start to leave but pause when I remember this phantom version of my wife. I still feel really pissed at her. When I look back at the bed, I see her form sitting there in a strange hunched over posture. I run at her and do a flying elbow on her back. Again, I back right through and the void almost takes me again. This time I manage to pull it back together more quickly. Alright, I give up. I decide to let my anger towards her go and head outside.

I see my son standing at the front door. He turns and runs towards me. I shout, "Buddyyyyyyy!" He crashes into my open arms and I pick him up. His face looks a little distorted but I let is go as dream glitch and move on.

It's raining raining heavily outside and my son seems to be scared and nervous about this. I tell him not to worry because we are immune to cold and wet. He seems to relax so I put him on my back and I begin to fly. The rain and it stops but the scene still seems a little overcast. My flying is horrible and it's really more like being weightless. I have to make swimming motions and push off things to get around. Luckily there are many trees in the area with low branches. I see my a version of my next door neighbors. I wave at them and say, Hi as we pass by. They don't seem to surprised that we are floating. Farther on, there are some kids playing near the street. I wave but they just stare. This way of flying is staring to annoy me so I switch tactics and try rocketing up into orbit like I did a while back but I can't get it to work. I try to focus zoom to a distant tree, but nothing happens. Feeling really disappointed with my dream control, I let it go and switch to walking.

I hear my wife calling my name and I turn to look. She's poking her head out the front door and asking, "How many steaks do you want babe?" For some reason I'm still pissed about earlier and I assume this is the phantom wife. Wanting to be left alone, I flip her off and say, "How about just one, bitch." I can't help but noticing that my middle finger is only a third of the length is should be. I recognize that as normal in the dream and ignore it. My wife just laughs at my hateful remark and goes back inside. I remember my son still on my back and pull him around to the side. I figure this is just another DC so I start talking to him as we walk. I hope this one will be intelligent or some part of my higher self. I'm not sure what to say so I just ask, "Well, What do you think?"
"What?" He asks.
"What do you think?", I say.
He asks again, "About what?"
I sigh. This one doesn't seem all there. I say, "I don't know, I thought you might have something useful to tell me."
I become distracted by a car headlight. It's really yellow and getting so bright it's drowning out my vision. I focus on it, but the dream quickly fades to black and I wake up.