Thread: This should be some good reading...

I remembered a few minutes ago that I used to post my earliest Lucid Dreams on a 'competitor's' forum, so I shot over there to see if any of my old journal entries were still there - they were! Here are some of the more interesting ones...

First:

"...Most of it revolved around a woman named Amy - it was as if my current girlfriend and I had broken up and now Amy and I are together.

It begins lucid enough; I am walking down a trail in woods that seem strangely familiar. I am thinking to myself, "I will see a beautiful blonde woman" (Well, it IS a lucid dream - why not?). Sure enough, I round a bend up a slight hill above a creek and there she is, sitting on a smallish bench. This is where I learn her name is Amy. We talk as if we’ve been together for years, and I notice her son is there as well.

We live in the house I occupy now, but there is this problem with an attack helicopter harassing us. I always notice a laser spot on a window, indicating a listening system in use. I know they can hear what we say, so I write on a piece of paper "Don’t talk about the law...they will hear us" It was such a struggle to write this, I remember my penmanship totally stunk - I kept having to write over letters to make them legible. Seconds later, all you could make out on the paper was the word "ALL" in caps written 3 times on the paper (probably the freakiest non-lucid part of my dream).

Cut to a new scene where we are living in a different home now, and for some reason Amy cannot speak. It becomes apparent to me that she has recently had an operation and has been told not to, or it could interfere with the healing process. I did mention earlier that this dream was lucid, I should clarify that the MAJORITY of it was. Somewhere at this point, I see myself sitting at a table with 3 women across from me. I am explaining lucid dreaming to them, and I clearly recall telling them that this was what is called shared dreaming..."

Second:

"...Last night was as sporadic as ever...what I could remember of it involved my current (note - now EX-GF!) GF and I being in a plane that has landed at an airport in FL. I notice the pilot's taxiing habits sorta stunk, so I went up to the cockpit. It was an older woman at the controls, and she seemed quite clueless as to which gate to go to. There were overhead walkways and tight passages in between buildings.

I remember her going through a particularly tight squeeze (as far as the wingspan for the plane went) and saying to her, "Wingtips!". Well, no sooner after I spoke, the wingtips were sheared off by the buildings. We were now headed towards an overpass, and I say to her, "Tail section!". Again, after saying this the tail section smashes off. Now, there's a fire coming from the amputated tail section, a trail of jet fuel now burning towards us!

Now, the lucidity kicks in and I teleport myself & my GF out of the plane into the terminal. We, for whatever reason, go different ways - taking in the shops and such.

At this point, I wake up for about 15 mins...

Now, I'm at a mall (again), and I'm looking for my old car. Can't find the darn thing anywhere. I look across the parking lot, and notice an unusually large electrical substation across from me. The insulators appear to be 20' long, there are 5-6 of them arranged in a hand-like configuration. I say to myself, "Wow, those have to be able to handle a lot of current!".

Next, I'm in a rural backyard - the house is a split-level, rather nice. Not too elaborate or fancy, just more quaint than anything. Now, I see my ex-wife cooking on a grill on the back porch. We get to talking for a bit, kid of small-talk, but then I say to her, "So...how many men have you been with since we divorced?", and she answers, "Three". I say to her, "Wow...I've only been with two other women since...so, you're kind of a slut, aren't you?" I have no idea where this aspect came from...(in fact, I have been with three other women since the divorce also), and I have absolutely no clue as to how many men she's been with since me!..."

Third, and probably the most INTENSE! Not a whole lot of lucidity, probably one of my first attempts as well as the past 2...

[i]"...for some reason, I'm outside my old elementary school standing next to the first car I ever owned. I look around, and tornadoes begin to form. Stupidly, I take shelter underneath my car - the wind picks up, and this phase of my dream ends.

Next, I find myself at the food court of a local mall. There are several DC's seated with me at a table having lunch. Well, I decide to show off my telekinetic powers to my friends. I levitate forks, plates, even some of the foods at the table. I make them whirl about the table, dance in the air, and finally return the objects back to where they originated. Applause from my lunch-mates ensues; they are very impressed!

Suddenly, the ENTIRE MALL begins to shake as if an earthquake was happening! This continues for several seconds, after which my audience is convinced that I did it to try to further impress them. One mentions that the stunt was 'not funny...you scared us!'. I assure them that it was not of my doing this time. I begin to look around the area we occupy, and begin to point out people I think might have been responsible. My gaze then turns to a table behind me, where sits three 70-ish looking ladies. Two appear normal enough, but the one seated in the middle was dressed in what I can best describe as a black shiny mu-mu. Her hair is quite extraordinary; it is styled very tall, with a white streak running diagonally from the middle of her head to the left side, past her ear. She is quite pale-looking, and her demeanor seems quite aloof. I point to her and say, "It HAD to be...HER!!!". She briefly pauses eating to slowly glance up at me but says nothing, and returns to her meal.

...the following events were so core-shakingly disturbing, I was thrust into full awakening!!!

My gaze does not waiver. I stare intently at the strangely-clad woman. I then THINK, not speak, the words ARE YOU PSIONIC?. Once again, she raises her head slowly to look at me, but there is something different now.

Her eyes are now glowing, much like a cat's eyes do. The eyes become brighter and brighter, growing in size, until I see nothing but that eerie green light everywhere!!! Simultaneously,there is a hum that starts off as a mere buzzing, but crecendoes quite rapidly into an inescapable, pulsating thrum!!!

An impossibly loud, menacing voice then booms in my head saying,

YES, I AM!!!!!!!

C

Yesterday morning was another non-lucid night for the most part. My dream recall wasn't even that good. Very fragmented, as I woke up maybe 3-4 times during the morning.

I remember being at work, but work was completely different. Still a professional environment, but not the same place. Having lunch with a few co-workers, none of whom I recognized - having trouble finding my car - leaving to go home and following a highway that I've used a million times...only to end up on one I've never seen before. This has happened a hundred times in my dreams before, each of them just as aggravating! It appears as though I was now driving home from FLORIDA somehow. The frustration wakes me up...

Back to sleep after @ 1/2 hr...

Now I'm still trying to drive home, but my car breaks down. It's a winter scene, but in my mind I can see a map along a river that gets me back home. I encounter a bear who at first is benign enough, but later turns hostile! If only I could turn lucid now! Bears are no match for Dread Bird...

Next dream...

I live in a cabin, with my cats and my dog, Max. I have allowed 2 deer into my house - not sure why - but to my horror, one of them attacks my dog and seems to trample him to death!!! At this point, I become somewhat lucid, conjouring up a rifle and shoot the murderous deer. As I am crying over Max, he regains consciousness and appears to have only a broken front right leg. I am overjoyed my best canine friend is alive!!!

At this point, I wake up for the day...and call Max into the room & give him big hugs...

C

Wow...first sexualy oriented LD in a long time last night!

This is extremely off-kilter for my LD's, as sexual dreams almost always awaken me...

I was at a party at a friends house whom I work with. We were playing 'quarters' with about 100 shot glasses arranged in a triangle. I also remember a TV to the left of the field of view, watching some news channel...possibly CNN. Well, it was my turn, and I hit the center glass...the people around me started shouting and whooping it up...then one of the DC's said to me, "...it's time you got to know the joy!...". To which I replied, "Who is the joy, and what does she have to do with this dream?". One other DC gestured towards me to look at a corner of the room, where Sandy Duncan was sitting!

We both went into another part of the room, which was separated from the rest by something like a blanket...and she said to me "I like guys who are long!". Well, my LD brain conjoured up a penis that resembled play-doh that was pressed through one of those old Play-Doh factories. Long, but pretty flaccid. She the told me "Well, that's a start!". I then LD'ed my manhood into something quite porn-staresque...and her eyes lit up and she commenced orally pleasuring me. The weird thing was I could 'feel' everything...almost as if it was actually happening!

Where Sandy Duncan became my interest is beyond me....

C

Interesting night of LD's Monday morning...

The best recall I had was a dream in which I was sitting at a picnic table on the side of a road, presumably a rest-area type location. I am conversing with Paul Sr., Paul Jr, and Mikey Teutel from "American Chopper" (I am a pretty big fan of theirs...). The conversation started with us talking about this supposed hill that people like to ride bikes on, where there are crystals being found. I distinctly remember Sr. saying, 'It's probably from all the guys who wipe out at the bottom!". I then say, "Yeah, probably from all the hair and skin....and BONES!" - they all start laughing. Mikey says, "hey, you took my line!"...that made me laugh.

Now, I'm looking at an open field that we're facing, and notice some clouds in the distance. They are behaving rather unusually, rising UP from the ground! Sure enough, three of them now appear to be 'mushroom' clouds! I say to the group, "Hey...do those look like mushroom clouds to you guys?". I don't get an answer because they're no longer at the picnic table! Next the wind starts picking up intensely, and a tornado appears (tornadoes are very common dream cues for me) and I become lucid. I immediately put an end to the chaos in my world with a sweep of my arm.

I begin to climb a hill nearby, where a pile of tree limbs and junkyard material had collected in a gulley running down it. It is fairly steep, and I probably should have just flown myself to the top, but it seemed more fun to climb! I remember a large steel I-beam hindering my progress, and I pick it up and move it out of my was. The I-beam was huge, at least 20' long, but I remember thinking this thing is like balsa! It also had a soft, pliable aspect to it, which I found strange. I reach the top to find my faithful companion, Dread Bird, waiting for me with that sly dragon-smile of his. I tell him, "Dread Bird! It's been a busy day, but I'm glad to see you're OK!". He just kind of shrugs and says "We've had busier days than this before!". We both look at the bottom of the hill, and I decide it's time to leave...I give Dread Bird a nod, and we both take to the air. We fly into the clouds just as I begin to wake up.

Perhaps I can resume where I left off in a few minutes when I am once again in the Dream Realm...

Some very vivid LD'ing Wednesday morning/afternoon!

The first recallable one involved me using my ability to generate lightning from my fingertips, ala Count Dooku/Darth Sidious. I was projecting towards a wall that was painted very glossy white. I noticed, I could see the outline of my body reflecting in the painted wall (which sounds wierd - the light source was NOT behind me)...and I also noticed the reflected light from my pinky fingers was red rather than the usual white colored lightning. I then extended only my pinkies, and could see the two red points of light now reflecting. As I moved closer to the wall, my semi-mirror-like reflection was made easier to see. I could now see my body bathed in the eerie reddish light, and I could also see my face and torso covered in thick, dark lines - like the veins in my body were on the outside of my skin!!! My face was also disturbingly contorted and wrinkled, as was the rest of my body that was visible. Strange - the closer I moved to the wall, the more normal my reflection appeared. The most gruesome reflection was attained at a distance from the wall of about 10'. I stared at this for a while, thinking just how bizarre I looked!

...Wake up @ 11AM

Got up, did a few things i had to do - phone calls, etc...then nodded back off @ 1PM (didn't have to go to work until 4 today...).

I am browsing a store in a mall (what IS it with me and malls, anyway???), kind of reminded me of a Discovery Channel store. Lots of this & that, but in a nice setting. I remember particularly looking at a lighter - a large Zippo-type that was enameled on each side...left was green, right was brown, and it had a marbled finish to it. It had a unique push-button igniter on the front, and I was considering purchasing it.

An attractive lady clerk moved up to me and said, "Congratulations! You've won $1,000.00 worth of merchandise from the store!". I think this triggered my lucidity, as it just seemed too good to be true! So, I start looking around at things I wanted to get, the lighter, a few t-shirts...then the clerk tells me, "We're going to have to run your credit card, tho...just in case you go over $1000, and taxes...you know!". I'm now thinking to myself uh-oh...there isn't much left on my card! Her and I move over to the counter, and I begin to fill out a slip with my name and card #. I have SUCH A HARD TIME writing anything in my dreams!!! My name looks like I wrote it with my feet. I erase and start over several times, then begin to write my credit card number. Enter - full lucidity - I then tell the clerk, "I know this is a dream, you know". She looks at me quizzically and says, "Oh, really?". I tell her, "you know HOW I know it's a dream?". She just shakes her head, and I say, "...because I can do THIS!". I telekinetically knock papers off the counter - "...and I can do THIS!" - some boxes tumble off the counter, again telekinetically. Then I say, "and, because I can do THIS!". I grab her by the waist and begin kissing her, deeply. She kisses right back, deeply as well. We begin to fondle each other, and...well, I think you can guess.

Next, comes a very peculiar request from her - she says she wants to "92"!!! I say, "Don't you mean '69'?", she says no, and draws me a diagram of two letter V's interlocking. The best equivalent I can draw is if you took your index and middle fingers, spread them in a "V" shape, and interlocked them. Interesting...and here's where I got an idea. I say to her, "Can we skip the credit card check now?". Always thinking, me...

Another clerk, older, perhaps the manager comes over - seeing us half-clothed on the floor. I tell her that the 'sexy' clerk had passed out and I was helping her!!! Boy...terrible explination but it worked!

Wake up @ 2PM

Phone wakes me up, and I see it's only 2, so I decide to have at least one more LD for the day...

I am fully lucid, flying around what looks to be a warehouse. I see 3 people, two guys and a girl, standing around talking. I swoop down to them, and I see myself from one of the DC's perspective. I have short, spiked blonde hair, and am wearing a red suit (seen this in other LD's before). I introduce myself as my real name, which is odd as I almost always use an alias for whatever reason. Now my view switches back to my perspective, and I transform the group - they still have their own faces, but are dressed in the same red suit and have the same hair as I do! They find this amazing, and ask me how I did it. I explain, "It's all very simple, actually...I can make everything in this world into whatever I wish!" (another interesting note...I speak with a fake british accent; this has also happened in other LD's of mine).

I gesture them inside, and say, "I would like to introduce you all to my friend, Dread Bird!". My dragon-friend is waiting with that familiar grin just inside the warehouse. I give him a pat on the muzzle, as one of the DC's say, "It's a dragonfly!". I then assure the DC. "Oh, no, my friend - this is a fully-functional, genuine dragon!". Dread Bird then goes over to the DC and SITS on him, not enough to crush, but enough to get the point across. He mutters something to me, but I cannot remember what it was. I do remember that it had to do with something being cold.

Now, the real lucid dreaming fun begins!!!

Another DC flies in to the warehouse. He announces himself as an LD'er named Shawn. Well, I thougt since he is also an LD'er we should have a bit of a talent competition!!! I tell the three original DC's that they will be the judges, and they are just thrilled at the proposition! I begin with my telekinetics, throwing boxes around the warehouse. Shawn then begins with flying in clockwise circles above our heads, taunting me with a, "Can you do this like I can?". I then say, "I'll do it one better - I can go counter-clockwise!". Both of us are now flying in opposite circles about the warehouse - it is very FUN! At this point I remember telling myself that I was going to try some things that I have seen on this forum. I land in the middle of the warehouse, and start spinning..again counterclockwise. Shawn is mildly impressed, and I say, "Wait a minute, I know I can go faster!". He then says to me, "Can you do this...?" - he then proceeds over to what looks like a clothing rack, and performs what I can best describe as a T-1000 move. He walks over to the rack, and his head acts like the liquid-metal terminator - his flesh moves into and around the racks' bar, and then re-emerges intact on the other side! I tell him, "I've never tried that one before!", and proceed over to the rack. I grab the bar with my hands, and sure enough - I can move through it too! I can feel the coldness of the metal as my hands wrap seamlessly through it, and emerge whole again!!! This is something you should all try, it's quite fantastic!!! I then see a large mirror on one of the walls, and again I remember my wanting to try ideas I've seen here at Dream Views.

I move towards the mirror, which is roughly 6' high by about 20' long, and the bottom of it is about waist-high. I stick my head through the mirror, and I'm able to get the better part of my upper torso through. There seems to be a fine netting impeeding me on the other side, but I look through it and see a table with a bunch of Star Trek magazines on the table. The netting frustrates me, and I pull back out of the mirror.

At this point, the consensus is that I have won the 'contest', and Shawn has joined the group. I say, "I have just one more thing to show you...", and I summon a thundering lightning bolt from the sky!!! At this point, I begin to regain conciousness, and wake up.

I'm not really sure what happened to Dread Bird during the 'performance'...I noticed he wasn't there - maybe got irritated I wasn't paying more attention to him. Also, Tyra (pronounced TEE'rah) and Myna were also noticably absent - haven't seen either of them for over a week now.

ALSO...if there is a Shawn on the forum who might have been asleep from between 2PM-3PM EST - maybe it was YOU and we had a shared dream!!!

C

Wow...didn't realize it had been this long since my last post to my DJ!!!

Yesterday morning...

Dream started non LD...but for some reason, I get a feeling that Military forces can sense that I have the ability to LD (should have been a trigger right there, but wasn't)...

I'm watching what appears to be an air show from my boyhood home. As often happens in my dreams, things go wrong. F-15's fly too low and crash...quite too close for comfort! Now, for the reason mentioned...I have become a target. The remaining planes launch an attack against me. The missiles are incredibly devious...they creep up on me...hide behind walls...and once they see me...BANG!

Now, after a few rounds of this, I finally get it. I announce to the world, " I know I am dreaming! As such, I have total control over this world! (I begin spinning)".

Now for some reason, I am aware I am holding a baby in my arms. The world around me is disappearing under a flood of water; I conjour up an island that rises above the water. I fly to the island, baby still w/me..and the island keeps rising! I try to stop it, but have the hardest time fully controlling the uplift! The land mass reaches titanic heights, and I glance down at the baby, and notice it is now covered in a glaze of ice - from us being to high in the atmosphere, I surmise. I immediately fly back down to a lower peak, and breathe on the baby to warm it.

At which point, I awake...

WBTB...

I am lucid, and I am seeking the baby - to make sure it is OK after our abrupt severance. A woman gestures me to a green house. She tells me, "You did well...the infant survived!" As I move towards the house...I awaken again

..frustrating - to say the least!

C

Had terribly spotty recall yesterday with little or no lucidity....

I'm driving down a road, and I notice one of my ex-girlfriends standing on the side of the road. Not whoring, but just kind of hanging out in front of this building. I pull up, and we start talking. The interesting thing was her manner of dressing...she was wearing nothing but a gauzey iridescent green top that covered her shoulders and the tops of her arms...nothing else.

She takes me into the building, and it is best described as a brothel in the guise of a bar. There are many other similarly-clad women in the place, all talking to other men. I talk to Corrine (her real name) a bit more, and she leaves - seemingly to TCB. I begin to scan the rather large room - it is a typical bar, with part of the floor sunken a bit. Several women introduce themselves to me...I go up to the bar and ask the tender if I can 'see' Corrine. He tells me that she has her 'regulars' and is reluctant to 'entertain' others. I am disappointed, but I return to the throng...

One particularly intoxicated man, who is rather bummy in appearance, begins to talk loudly to me...as drunks often do. I try to give him the impression that I do not wish to talk to him by ignoring him, but this only fuels an annoyance towards me. He becomes beligerent, threatening me. Suddenly, all the 'girls' simultaneously stand up and look at him. The place falls dead silent. He mutters some form of apology to me, and staggers off...muttering to himself as he walks away. I tell one of the women, "That is a pretty effective deterrent!". She replies, rather matter-of-factly, "We do it all the time, hon...". She raises her drink to her lips, and saunters away...

Now, I'm engaged in conversation with a few of the 'girls'....to my shock, one of them appears to be in her early 70's!!! To my disbelief, she produces this tiny 'bowl' of smoke, and lights the contents! Now, I do smoke, but only cigarettes. She hands me the pipe, and I reluctantly take a drag from it. The pipe does not glow red as normal, but GREEN as I draw from it. She then tells me, "Now, you are ready!" Two of the other females attatch themselves to my arms (the younger ones!), and I begin to feel funny in my dream. I guess this might be the feeling of being "high", as I said, I do not smoke pot - so it is hard to tell. Thy lead me into one of the rooms, and we begin to TCB...all the while I was wishing Corrine was in there with us...

At which point, I wake up for the day...

C