A Lucid Dream
Saturday/April/3/2010
Lucid Dream # 24 of 2010
Malfunctioning device recognized
Reality check induced Lucidity
Excellent nap recall full of crazy adventure. Oddly enough, I get Lucid during the most mundane of them.
I'm in a house. The house is kind of a combination of the house I lived in as a teenager, and the town house I lived in as a kid. There is one person in the house with me, my mother. My Mom isn't actually with me at the moment as I go about doing ordinary things. She is sleeping in another room somewhere, I think.
I end up going upstairs to take a shower, everything is normal. No weird dream bathroom stuff going on. I get out of the shower and I'm drying off with a towel.
I hear my Mom shouting my name. "Whats going on!?" "What are you doing up there!?" "Taking a shower!" I quickly get dressed and go out to see what all the fuss is about. "Do you hear that?" "What is it?" She asks. I don't hear anything at first. I don't hear anything odd at first. Then I notice what sounds like the TV on in the other room. "It's just the TV." "Not that," she says. I listen more carefully. Then I hear a faint something, sounds like voices.
I following the sound. It takes me to a room. (Still upstairs.) There is a little white radio on a dresser or something. The radio is on and inaudible voices can be heard through a bunch of static. I turn the dial trying to better tune in to the station, or any station. But I just keep getting mostly static. This radio sucks, may as well turn it off I'm thinking. I try to turn it off but it won't turn off. I unplug it from the wall, that works.
I leave my Mom and go back to the bathroom to get the rest of whatever I left in there. Once in the bathroom I stop and think. Hey, that radio was malfunctioning. I should do a reality check just in case. Then I think, this will be weird if it turns out to be a dream. I pinch my nose closed and I can breath easily.
Instantly Lucid I leave the bathroom again and find my Mom. "This is a dream!" I tell her. Then I make my way to the stairs. My Mom follows. On my way there I remember to look at my watch. I look at it a couple of times, it's kind of hard to see but I can tell the numbers look weird. My Mom walks down the stairs. I leap over the railing and fly down.
We walk through the main floor. I open the basement door and leap head first down the steps, then do a perfect front flip, landing on my feet at the bottom of the stairs. My mom follows. I walk into the middle of the basement, it's the town house basement. I wonder what my purpose in coming down here was, or what I should do next. I then remember that practicing changing dream scenes is on my to do list.
I also remember the Dream Views island carnival meet up task.
I decide I will try and change the scene, teleporting to the Dream Views island carnival. Even though lack of practice at this I feel fairly confident that I will be able to do it, at least teleporting somewhere, if not the exact place I want to go. I try to get the feel of the location I want when I notice my Mom watching me, wondering what I'm going to do, I guess.
I realize I shouldn't leave my Mom here, I'll take her with. I put my arm around her, thinking that this will cause her to come with me.
But once my arm is around her, I kind of enjoy the close feeling that we never shared in real life. Now, instead of trying to change scenes, I start talking to my Mom. We have a conversation that I can clearly remember. I start telling her things That I never would for real. I enjoy it but at the same time I feel kind of uncomfortable worrying that maybe it's really her, and that she will remember this.
But then I forget about that, doubting that she will, even though it seems very real. I even notice her eyes getting teary. I start to feel like I'm kind of ruining the dream. I know I won't want to post the conversation in my journal.
I tell her I have to go. I turn from her and walk away, then wake.
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