I'll start off by going back to the two dreams I've been thinking about most since joining this site:
Aug 2005
I found myself in my bathroom in front of the mirror, so attempted to do some physical changes on myself. After slow changed failed I had some mild success, often I looked disfigured in the mirrors as if a half way change happened.
Gave up and went to leave. There was a large man standing next to the door but I just brushed past him and went into the lounge. There I found a girl sitting on the sofa. She was a semi-cartoon girl, blonde hair, red top, jeans.
I asked her who she was.
She replied that she didn’t have a name.
I replied that that was probably because she was a figment of my imagination and I hadn’t named her yet.
She turned round to look up into my eyes, flashed me a big smile and said ‘Perhaps you’re a figment of mine?’
I woke up.
It’s very unusual for my dream characters to talk to me. In fact it’s very rare for them to do anything at all, much like the large man. For the most part people are like mannequins, posable statues. Whether this is due to Asperger’s syndrome or something else I don’t know.
Task for some point in the future - Talk to more dream characters. They’re interesting. I'd quite like to meet that girl again actually.
17th March 2006
1)
After successfully WILDing, I found myself on the floor next to my bed. I got up, went out of my room onto the landing, there was nobody around so I went down to the front door. I tried to open the door. It wouldn’t open. I tried to walk through the glass but that resisted too. So I turned around, picked up the door keys, put them in the lock and opened the door (very clear that part). Outside on the path I saw Pam standing. I walked up to her but woke up before I reached her.
2)
This time I had floated out of my bed and was standing next to the door. Went outside, looked around. This time I saw my Mum for some reason, but just ignored her and went downstairs (nb, I’ve never walked up or down a set of stairs in any lucid dream to my recollection. I’ve started at one end, and instantly ended up at the other without really noticing). This time when I reached the door I stopped and reached out till my fingers were nearly touching the glass. I took a deep breath and told myself ‘this is a dream, I can just walk through it if I want to’. I gently touched the glass and my hand passed through it. The glass rippled away like water, or like you see on TV. I followed my arm through and found myself standing outside.
I went up to the road, when I tried something I’d been trying to do for a while. I jumped. The first one took me about 3 feet off the ground, the next about 6. After that? About twice the height of the local houses. From the top of the bounces I could see over them, but the field behind wasn’t the one that’s really there, but apparently the field opposite my grandmothers house. Interesting. Anyway, the principal feel was a rush of adrenaline at the top of the arc. There was a second where you transferred from going up to starting to drop, and watching the scenery change and start rushing up (and feeling the wind as you were rushing down) was possibly the most amazing feeling of this dream.
After a while of that, I tried flying. Slightly less successful, I flew to about the height of the buildings for a good few hundred metres before touching down again near the bus stop. I noted the feeling of gravity pulling down on my clothes, compared to my own feeling of weightlessness. Indeed the physical sensations were more interesting than the view, considering how low down I was.
Touching down on the road, a car came speeding around the corner towards me. It was blue/silver, it had a low profile of a sports car, though it is hard to tell whether it was a GT style car or something more like a Ferrari. Irrespective, I just concentrated on it and whispered ‘stop’. And it skidded to a stop on the right hand side of the road next to the bus stop.
I’d been looking for Kate amongst the people who were milling around the road but had been unable to find her. I walked up to the nearest girl and whispered into her ear ‘would you mind changing into Kate please?’ And… she did. I gave her a quick kiss (tongues are quite sensitive ) and walked off to experiment on other people.
I’ll shorten this section. I transformed around 6 people into various things including a Yorkshire terrier, a ladybird and inanimate things like a plant, a leaf and a brick. The transformations were instant and effortless, I just had to think about what I wanted, whisper it to them, and poof there was an instant change.
I had a slight lapse in lucidity here, enough for there to be a scene change. By the time I was back in control I was in a dank empty corridor. It looked a lot like a submarine, with low level lighting and pipes. I found a door and went through it.
Inside I was in a shower room. I walked over to a mirror. My favourite pastime in front of mirrors is to try to transform myself. I managed an instant and perfect transformation into a girl. I ran my hands over myself to make sure, and it felt as real as it looked. I walked out of the room, but as I did I woke up..
I haven’t experienced a mental state like that before. I was so incredibly calm and controlled at all times. It wasn’t until I woke up that the elation hit me. I can see I’ve got to latch into that mental state again to gain control like this. I know in that state I could achieve anything I thought of. Everything I tried was perfect, effortless and instant..
Most memorable : The mental state, and the rush at the top of a jump arc
Next time : I’ve got to work on my ability to transform entire scenes, it's the only thing I don't think I could have done. Maybe I can latch on to the fact that I could teleport the length of the stairs and extend it. Maybe I’ll try another technique, I’ve had some success walking through televisions. Drawing a portal sounds fun too.
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