Thread: FIRST POST

This morning, I had a LD of considerable length. I had become lucid when I found myself exploring a magnificent stone temple with my brother. The land which encompassed the structure was hilly, and in full bloom with exotic flowers.

After I had explored temple to my satisfaction, I realized that I wanted to leave my brother and enjoy lucidity elsewhere. Although I wanted to spare my brother's "feelings," I knew I had precious little time left in which I could be lucid before waking. I told him I was leaving and that he was not to follow me. He asked me why, and I said, "you know damn well why," hoping that he would realize the fact that I knew I was dreaming.

Sometimes, in LD's, when I accommodate thoughts of myself actually lying in bed asleep and dreaming, consciousness begins to fight the dream. This happened when I said, "you know damn well why," to my brother. The surrounding dream imagery began to strobe, and I could feel mild vibrations in my head. I knew I was being caught between lucid dreaming and waking consciousness, so I decided to look at my dream hands in an attempt to focus on the dream.

Aparently this worked because the LD did continue with success. I'm guessing that the dream scenery had somehow changed from the temple interior to a more realistic setting in order to ward off consciousness. I spent the remainder of the LD practicing dream flight among other things.

I had a few minutes of lucidity this morning. In the lucid dream, I had wanted to find an attractive female dream character for obvious reasons. I can't remember exactly where I was but I had found this strange CD-ROM lying around. As I picked up the CD to examine it, a talk-show that was playing on a nearby TV caught my attention.

The topic of conversation on the TV show was about the CD-ROM "software" that I was holding in my hand. Aparently the CD was used to summon any Dream Character with ease. The guest on the talk-show was an advocate against the use of this software. I remember him saying something like, "This software is evil, because the user will never want to leave." I was still lucid, and I surmised that he meant that the power invested in the CD would make the user desire the dreamworld over the real world.

I'm fairly certain that at this moment, I had woken up to drink some orange juice. I returned to sleep and had a non-lucid dream.

I remember quite an elaborate non-lucid dream from last night/this morning. Although the majority of the dream was non-lucid, I do remember at least one brief moment of lucidity.

I remember being lucid, because I distinctly remember trying to eliminate a dream character using lucid power. I wanted to simply erase his existence from the dream, but I was unsuccessful. I've tried this a few times before, and never succeeded.

The non-lucid portions of the dream had started with me as a young student, reminiscent of my own days in grade school. It was morning and I was in a rush to get ready for school. I wasn't able to catch the bus in time, though. Somehow, I went through another scenario which was almost identical to the first. I was getting ready for school again, and I missed the bus once more.

Later, I had returned to my current age. I was at a college, but not the one I had attended in real life.I was walking around the campus in the fall. I passed by a glass wall which acted as a mirror. I noticed that I was a female with red hair. This is perhaps the first time that I can remember of being someone other than myself in any dream. As the female, I was wearing an orange hunter's jacket with a bright orange hat. I was aparently returning from a walk in the forest.

I don't know what prompted this strange occurrence, but there was nothing sexual about it. I continued the dream by going inside and attending a class. The dream ended while I was still seated in the classroom.

The telephone woke me up on a couple of different occasions this morning. The second time it woke me, I said to myself, "I'm going to have a lucid dream."

I found myself on the roof of my house. Unsure whether or not I was dreaming, I decided to try to levitate. After a couple of tries, I was able to do it, and concluded that I was dreaming. I noticed that my brother and some friends were hanging out on the rooftop of a nearby house. I flew from the roof of my house to where my brother was.

Once I had made my way to my brother, he acted very surprised. Although I had flown to him, he told me that I seemed to appear out of nowhere. He said something like, "there was a small speck of light that appeared below me, from that point of light came a shaft of light which rose upward, and you appeared and the end of the shaft of light."

I think that what he said was very strange. I continued to lucid dream for a few more minutes, but nothing else remarkable happened.

Earlier in the morning, I had a usual mix of lucid and non-lucid dreams. Also, as is usual, the lucid portion was very short in comparison to the non-lucid parts.

The non-lucid dream involved myself participating in a stage play rehearsal. There was a room several feet above the stage. In one corner of this room, there was a hatch in the floor which led to a ladder to the stage floor. Myself and a handfull of other actors/actresses were standing in the room above the stage.

It came time for one particular actor to climb down the hatch and onto the stage. The actor fumbled his way onto the ladder, and soon lost his grip. He fell the distance to the stage floor. The rest of the cast and I stood in shock as we heard him hit the stage. None of us dared to go check on him for fear he might be dead. In a matter of seconds, though, we were relieved to find that he was okay, as he was able to make his way back up to the room.

There came a point where I was dancing a jig on top of a dinner table. I can't remember if this was still part of the play or not, but there were some dream characters surrounding me. I suddenly became sure that I was dreaming, and I felt a need to tell this to the DC's. I did not tell them straight out, instead I mentioned the words "lucid dream" in a conversation. Once I had said those words, the DC's suddenly became lifeless. I had to either wake up, or try for a new dream scene. I entered a new dream scene, but it was non-lucid.

I have not posted anything for quite some time. It seems that every dream that I can remember lately is, by definition, a lucid dream. I remember dreams within the past couple of days in which I had acknowledged to myself that I was dreaming, yet I made an effort not to meddle with the dream content. And so on.

As I have said before, lately I have had several lucid dreams. Rather than exploit a dream, I have been making attempts to explore them without becoming too sensible. A lot of the reasoning behind this is because I've noticed a downturn in vividness whenever I become too consciously active in a lucid dream.

Just this morning I was dreaming of a scenario not unlike the recent holidays. I was in my house with a few of my family members, but for some reason everyone seemed to be angry at me. I walked outside of the house for a moment, then I decided to go back inside.

Once I had returned inside, I said to everyone something like, "can someone tell me why I am able to do this?" At that moment I sat on the floor and levitated a couple of feet into the air. Of coarse this seemed to upset everyone, and I don't think I got a straight answer from anyone. I believe I woke up shortly after this.

I've had a few lucids lately, but none of them were extraordinary. I think these lucid dreams are a bit boring because, most of the time, I start the LD in my bedroom, and I am forced to seek out something interesting from there. I would much rather be in the middle of a non-lucid dream to suddenly realize that I am dreaming.

It seems that I missed an opportunity to become lucid earlier in the day. I was dreaming about being back in High School. Myself and the other students were given the last few minutes of class time to work on the night's homework assignment. Our assignment was to answer a few math problems which would require no more than one side of a sheet of paper.

I completed the assignment before the class period had ended, so I told out teacher that she could collect my paper. Strangely, at this moment, the teacher pointed out to me that I had two pages of completed homework sitting on my desk when I remembered doing only one. I was a bit perplexed to find that a second page had "magically" appeared. I asked the teacher how this was possible, but somehow she had made it all seem right and moved on.

I remember having quite a rich and adventurous non-lucid dream earlier which ended with lucidity. Although, right now, I mostly remember the lucid part. The non-lucid part may have involved a river, but that's about all I do recall.

Somehow the river adventure had led me into somebody's run-down apartment. I was there along with several other people, about twenty I guess. Aparently I was attending some kind of informal dinner party. After a short period of time I had figured out that the hosts of this party were nazis, and they were intent on killing everyone after dinner. This is when I became fully lucid.

Realizing that I was in a dream, I decided to fly out one of the windows from inside the apartment. Outside I noticed that I was in some kind of old European suburb that was crowded with houses. I flew from one rooftop to another for a while until I noticed something odd about the houses. The entire neighborhood was a scaled down model like a miniature prop for a movie or something. Somehow, though, I was still able to enter some of these houses through the windows, but the insides were vacant. The dream ended inside one of these model houses.

Sometimes I think that non-lucid dreams can be more fulfilling, in a sense, than lucid dreams. For the past month, I have been on an unwarranted period of rest. During this time, I had habitually gone to sleep at 5:00 AM. This resulted in a series of semi-lucid, haphazard dreams.

Within the past couple of days, I have since rectified this nocturnal lifestyle in favor of a more practical sleep pattern, as well as return to work.. Upon my return, I was greeted by a richly structured non-lucid dream. I will recount the dream.

Basically, I was on a bus. After travelling for some time, the bus driver pulled to the side of the road, and got out of his seat. He stood before his passengers and told us, in so many words, that he was nuts and he was going to intentionally crash the bus.

After the bus driver's rant, the person in front of me challenged him with a bit of mockery. The driver approached this person with a gun in his hand. I ran and hid in the back of the bus before he got there.

There's a lot more to it, but it's been a while since I've had such a well structured dream, lucid or not.

Wow, it's been a long time since I've posted here. I've had my usual handful of lucid dreams each week, but nothing too fantastic. I try to go with the flow of the dream lately, when I'm lucid, rather than disrupt it with my conscious perspective.

This morning I was having a dream about being back in school, I have a lot of these. I became lucid, but barely acknowledged the fact so I would not jeopardize the structural integrity of the dream. For whatever reason, I decided to hover above the floor and glide my way through the hallways.

Eventually I stopped hovering. Soon I was with a crowd of students inside the school foyer. Everyone was exiting the building as the school day ended. Somehow I got caught up in a conversation with an older woman on my way to the exit. I began telling this woman that I could levitate for her if she wanted to see it. I said to her something like, "I could levitate for you right now, although I've never done it in the real world, only in dreams." She answered with something like, "you've only levitated in dreams?" At this point I decided not to levitate, and continued to exit the school. The LD continued for only a few more minutes.

This was an example of how I yield to subconscious dream material when I am lucid. I've found that being too "egotistical" and treating everything as "fake" when lucid makes for an unsatisfying dream altogether.

Last night I set my alarm clock for the early morning as I intended to do some work around the house. However, this morning I was wakened by the alarm, but decided to just shut it off and go back to bed. It has been quite some time since I had been wakened by my alarm clock only to go right back to sleep. As I fell back into sleep almost immediately, I found myself in a higher state of lucidity than I had experienced for the past month or so.

In the LD, I was able to contemplate exactly what I wanted to do. The dream started in my old house that I used to live in with my family. The first thing I can remember doing there was putting my entire forearm through the floor of the house, this was a kind of reality check, I guess. I wanted to go upstairs, but at this point the dream started to fade. I tried to focus on my dream-hands, but this wasn't working too well. About two-thirds of what I was seeing was blackness. I was able to stabilize the dream by focusing on a single object in the dream scenery.

I made it upstairs and into the old bedroom my brother and I shared as kids. From there, I traveled through the window to the outdoors. Once I was outdoors, I decided that I wanted to try flying. I sat "lotus style" on the ground, levitated a few feet into the air, and began to travel forward. After about thirty feet, I could sense that my flight was about to come to an end. As I was in the air, I began thinking to myself, "what is preventing me from continuing? I know this is a dream, I know this is possible!" I was able to continue the flight for a few more feet, but it seemed to inevitably come to an end.

At this point the dream scene had changed. I was still outside, but I was on some random road in an unpopulated area. Still lucid, I wanted to try some more experiments. I started thinking about Dream Views and the Lucid Dating Service threads I had read the night before. I shouted, "Aquanina!" but the scenery remained still. Then I noticed a jogger coming from further down the road. It was nina, but not a very good likeness. She stopped and talked to me for a brief moment. She was telling me that she was upset because someone was following her around with a video camera. I said something like, "well don't worry about it, this is just a dream anyway." Immediately after saying this, the lucid dream ended, and I woke up.

This morning I had a markedly strange non-lucid dream. One of the interesting aspects of this dream is that, although the actual duration of the dream was about a half-hour, there were three distinctive days in which events occurred.

It has been a few hours since I had this dream, so I only remember some basic events. This dream had myself, and a few others, observing what, at first, seemed to be a strange cluster of red stars which appeared in the night sky. By the second night, this cluster of stars began to form patterns in the sky as if to warn us that something big was about to happen.

On the third night the patterns were very elaboate, animated, and colorful. There were several strange noises and apparitions all around us. At this point I was very frightened and thought that whatever was happening, we were all about to die. I suspected that our planet was about to be visited by aliens.

At this time there was a lot of commotion, strange lights everywhere, and loud noises. I remember my brother shouting out "He's here!" I did not want to see any more, but somehow I was now inside some kind of small structure. There were several strange beings standing around, they did not look like typical aliens, and they were all carrying thin swords. I was receiving several small cuts in various places from each of these sword wielding aliens as I staggered towards the exit of this place. I made it outside, receiving one last cut on my hand on my way out.

Outside, I managed to appraoche one of the aliens and asked him why they were doing this to us. He told me that one drop of our blood can heal an entire body of one of their species. I asked him if he was going to kill us, meaning everyone on the planet, but he simply did not reply. Somehow I had become relaxed and somewhat chummy with the aliens. We sat in the grass and had a few laughs. I felt that everything was going to be ok. The dream soon ended.

Double Post.

Lucid dreaming, over the years, has become somewhat of an integral part of my life. Success in lucidity parallels the adeptness at which you persue life. Lucid dreaming can act as alternate perspective of reality in general, just as normal dreaming can.

hmm. well thats all.

It's been a while. Anyway, I had some lucidity earlier in the day. Just before I had become lucid, I was having a typical dream about being back in school. I was experiencing a school day where everything seemed to go wrong for me. One of the first things I remember is being in the cafeteria debating whether or not I should buy some food. Just when I decided to go ahead and buy something, I saw that all of the food was suddenly gone.

I then went to a class and after sitting down I realized that I did not bring anything with me such as a text-book. I knew I was unprepared, and I felt a bit anxious. The woman teacher then announced to the class that she forgot to bring her text-books with her. After feeling like I had experienced a whole day of the school administration reproving me for being unprepared, I stood up and laughed at the teacher saying something like, "see you are not without faults!" The teacher then announced to the class that she was going to make me a corpse or something like that. I sensed that she had violent intentions and she started to come after me. I ran out of the classroom, then I thought I woke up.

Turns out to be a false awakening as I suddenly found myself to be lying in bed crunching on some corn on the cob. After this incident, I began to have lucidity. I took advantage of my lucidity and began to scour the land for just the right kind of girl. This quest proved to be quite arduous as there were many dream characters who wanted to prevent me from achieving this goal. Finally I decided that I needed to ask these dream characters why they wanted to prevent me from questing for dream-sex. stressing to them that it was not real and only imagined. They would not, or could not, answer my question. I asked them if they thought it was a bad thing for me to be doing, but they still seemed unable to answer the question.

I didn't have any lucidity this morning, but I do recall a couple of points of interest. The earliest parts of the dream, I recall somewhat vaguely. I dreamed about experiencing what it might be like to witness a cataclysmic world ending event. It seems like I've had a handful of similar dreams in the past, but this time I think an asteroid was going to collide with the earth. I was fairly convinced of the reality of the situation, and the people on earth were given what should have been the exact time the collision would take place. During the final seconds, I remember the dream imagery began to get blurry and distorted. I never actually witnessed the asteroid because there was a change in the dream scene.

The second part of the dream had my brother and myself out in the woods with some friends. I think we were there to find a rope-swing on a river. We were on some kind of trail and there were a couple of trucks with us. My brother and I were standing around the trucks for some reason, and everyone else was out of sight.

We noticed that from out of the woods emerged what looked like a large rottweiler. The dog looked very powerful and angry, and it began to approach us. My brother ran and took shelter in one of the cars that was nearby. I dashed for a black Blazer that was also close by, so that I might shut myself in the safety of a vehicle as well. I was able to get inside the Blazer, I noticed that the driver's side windown was rolled all the way down and stuck in that position.

The dog began to attack the truck itself, aparently not noticing the open window. I figured that it was only a matter of seconds before the dog would find his way into the truck with me, so I decided that I would have to make a run for the car that my brother was hiding in while the dog was preoccupied with his attacks on the truck.

I crawled out the open window and started sneaking around the back of the truck opposite the dog. It wasn't long before the dog spotted me, but for some strange reason he stood his ground and looked very docile as though he were allowing me to join my brother in the safety of the car.

I made my way past the dog and was successful in getting into the car with my brother. My attention was turned back to the dog as we waited to see what he would do next. The dog began to exhibit a supernatural appearance. It's forearms became over twice as long as they should be, and it's overall appearance was like that of some kind of demonic dog-beast. The creature traveled through the air then used it's huge arms to grab hold of tail end of the car, and began to violenty shake it so that the entire car rocked on the verge of rolling over. After a few seconds of wondering if the car was going to get rolled by this thing, the shaking drew to a close and the creature probably returned into the woods.

The dream moved on, and the rest was rather mundane. Although I do recall that I was able to speak to the owner of the dog, I told him everything that happened to us, and it put a smile on his face to hear it.

I had some lucidity today. It seems to have proved itself true that if I get up out of bed for a couple of minutes to say, use the bathroom, and return to sleep, I will almost certainly have a lucid dream.

In this dream I was in my house, standing in front of my bathroom mirror. I got the sense that I could be dreaming, so I tried to levitate into the air. I jumped up and expected to feel a sort of zero-gravity effect, but I executed a normal jump. Then, seconds later, I began to involuntarily float upward toward the bathroom ceiling. I managed to perch myself standing atop the sink.

I traveled through a window to the outdoors. After a short lived flight, I started to think about the fact that all that I was experiencing was happening within my head. This caused the dream imagery to totally black out, and yet I still "imagined" that I was outside of my house and moving forward. I tried hard to remain in a dream state, but eventually I decided that the dream imagery was not going to return, and that I had to open my eyes.

After waking up for a brief period of time, this morning, I decided to go back to sleep with the intent to have a lucid dream. I fell asleep, and woke up again for a few seconds then entered a lucid dream. I was able to witness the transition from blackness to dream imagery, and since most of my LD's begin where I am physically located (my bedroom), the dream actually started with the point-of-view with which my head was positioned.

I exited my room and went out into the hallway to perform some reality checks. First, I tried levitation which did not work at all. I was 99% sure I was dreaming so I jumped down the set of stairs just to prove it. Now, I wanted to try something interesting that I hadn't tried before in a LD. I wanted to do a test that someone might perform if they were trying to verify an OBE.

Remembering that in real life I had left my computer on in my bedroom with the monitor switched off, I returned to my bedroom. In the dream I did not recall what I had left on the screen, so I had no expectations as to what I would see when I turned on the monitor. I switched it on and I saw what looked like an IMDB movie page open in firefox. I studied the text on the screen and it was very distinct and was not warping in any way. The text, however, appeared to be written in a languange which I could not understand, the characters were mostly english letters, though.

The LD continued on for a few more minutes, and I was a bit surprised with the overall solidity of the dream. I remember traveling through a door, and some other events took place, but I don't consider them worth writing down.

After I woke from this LD, I went to the computer to switch on the monitor so I could compare it to the dream. It turns out that, in reality, I had left firefox open to the DV forum index.

The dream I had last night was interesting, although non-lucid. I remember being at my place of work with my brother, the dream gave the impression of spanning the course of a handfull of days. My brother and I, within these few days, witnessed many strange UFO-like objects in the skies. One of them landed, but instead of it being a high-tech craft, it was a large glider made from a fabric.

I have come to entertain the idea that I maintain a "suspension of disbelief" in all of my dreams in order to get the best possible experience from the dream. For example, after the UFO's, I had somehow made my way into a forest, and I heard what sounded like a small child chattering to him/herself. I sought out the origin of the voice, and I saw a small plastic anime-looking doll standing on the ground and speaking, but not necessarily to me. For a moment I thought to myself, this is absurd, but quickly cast the thought aside in favor of letting the dream proceed unhindered.

Later on, I remember walking down a street with my brother, and our attention was brought back to the sky. I saw two jets fly overhead and watched as one of them released a bomb. I turned to my brother and said something like, "I just saw one of them drop a bomb, this is it. We're done for." We both started running away from the impending explosion, and when it touched down I looked back to see an atomic blast with a wall of flame quickly catching up to us. Typically, though, I woke up just before I would have been killed.

Damn. It's been a while. I've had many lucid dreams since my last post in here. Aside from the usual levitation, travelling through walls, and interacting with dream characters, I recall doing one thing a few weeks ago in a lucid dream that I had never tried before.

The first portion of the dream was non-lucid. Somehow, I had been escorted by a friend to a nice beach condo. This condo was owned by some kind of drug dealer, and aparently he was a very generous person. As a gesture of hospitality, the drug dealer offered me a half-naked woman as a sort of casual welcome gift. Just as I was about to humbly accept, I woke up.

After waking up, I went downstairs for a drink, then returned to bed. At this point, I decided to use my sure-fire method for lucid dreaming. This method basically requires that I wake up and go back to sleep, but recently I have discovered that if I fall asleep on my back, it helps to guarantee a lucid dream.

I entered a lucid dream. I found myself at a video arcade somewhere near the same beach I was at earlier. I knew I didn't have enough time to locate the condo, so I tried something to force a scenery change. I walked up to one of the arcade games and looked at the screen. The video game appeared to be set in some kind of old-western town. I put my face up close to the screen and began to enter the video game. I actually made it inside the game, I was in the old-western town and it looked pixilated and manufactured, just as a video game would.

I decided that if I turned around and faced outward from the game-land, I would find myself back at the condo. I did so, and it actually worked. I was able to return to the condo, but none of the people from the earlier dream were there. The LD soon ended.

I don't know if lucid dreaming has given me any bit of enlightenment or wisdom during the coarse of my experience. At times I tend to try to incorporate a perspective which includes aspects of quantum physics as well as mystic ideas. With this I mean that events that occur in the dream state might be happening on an all too real but seperate form of existance. Where lucid dreaming is concerned, this may add a necessity for a code of conduct which should be recognized and upheld whenever one becomes lucid.

Lately, my lucid dreams have become very shallow. I exploit them. I use them as a means to bang a variety of chicks. This was not always the case. I remember my first few LD's. I had a kind of respect for what I was intruding upon. The sense of intrigue and mystery would eventually give way to a cold and systematic persuit of sexual gratification.

I want to get back to the basics. I want to overstep the trap of lucid dreaming for frivolous purposes. I want to explore ideas of love and God within a lucid dream. It will take nothing short of sheer willpower and a belief in myself to become truely rational within a dream.

I had a series of lucid dreams earlier today. I would wake up and fall asleep with a few minutes of lucidity between wakings. When I would awaken, I would make sure not to fully "wake up," concentrating on maintaining a state of mind with which I could easily slip into a dream.

During one entrance into a LD, I watched as dream scenery began to take shape. I could see that I was starting to imagine some outdoors scenery. I decided to make an effort to help the scenery take a more solid form. I looked at the grass lawn which was rather faint and colorless, and began to make comments on how the grass was becoming more detailed and lifelike. I would say this "out loud" as to almost reassure the scenery as it became more solid. It appeared to work, and I was able to progress with a few minutes of lucidity.

Lucid dreaming has become such a part of me that I no longer feel right when referring to it as a rare event. LD'ing is very much a part of my existence.

In fact, the other day I found myself dreaming and totally aware. Which, of coarse, is not to say that I could do anything I wanted. I know what is possible and what is beyond my grasp when LD'ing. I simly gave a rhetorical (SP) hello. I was then greeted by my own voice with a confident reply. I was alone in a large room talking to my own voice. After this warm greeting, I began to ask more questions with which I was given replies by my voice. I seemed confident in the replies that were given, which is somehow comforting.

I don't know if I can recreate this scenario, but I really would like to. The answers that I was given were so precise and confident, and to hear it coming from my own voice was rather comforting. I did not talk about anything profound, quite the opposite, I was engaged in a conversation of LD sex. The subject seems to be inevitable when I become lucid. But nevertheless, the voice, my voice, was well prepared for this encounter, I belive.

- few brews