Thread: KHH i drømmeland

KHHs dream journal, a journal of selected dreams. Dreams might get deleted after a while, depending. Feel free to comment, but don't quote entire entries - keep it clean.

Colors and style shamelessly borrowed from Ninja:
Normal dreams are blue
Lucid dreams are green
Fragments are purple
Nightmares are red
Background info and comments are gray
Everything else is black.

First I'll outline the two lucid dreams I had before joining this site. They were the last time I was into lucid dreaming, back in 2007. I first heard about lucid dreams as a potiential name for some software for the game Dreamfall. I got curious and googled it. After that I decided to try and have one, and I succeeded. My recall of the dreams might be a bit shaky, as I didn't write it down then and there.

I was trying the WILD technique I'd read about. I was in my bed, relaxing, while I repeated "What follows is a dream" to myself. This was as I went to bed for the night, and not WBTB. Suddenly, without warning or transition, I'm in a room. I take two steps forward and think to myself "Am I really dreaming?". Then I do the pinch nose RC, and I'm amazed that I can still breathe. The room had some sort of wooden panels on the walls, but I don't think there were any doors or windows. Then I start feeling the dream ending. One of the walls disappaired, and got replaced by a gray rectangle, like in an old 3D game. I try to spin, but somehow I get it confused, and decides to lay down on my back, while I'm telling myself "Det som følger er en drøm" (Which is the same mantra as before, only my mind had translated it for me. This surprised me, as I had wondered how to translate it while awake to no avail.) The dream changed into blackness, and I awoke the next morning without remembering any other dreams.

The next lucid dream I had was an DILD. I was with two friends of mine in a truck of some sort. I think it was a firetruck. We were all siting in the font seats. We were trying to escape from someone, and there was a bit about potatoes. Later, I was outside of the truck and I couldn't find out where I was going. I was standing somewhere by the sea. So I decided it'd walk to a summer house of mine, never mind that it was nowhere near and on an island. I was going up a steep dirt-slope when I suddenly realized that it was a dream. I did an RC, presumably the nose one, and decided I wanted to fly. I tried standing still and lifting myself off the ground. However that brought me closer to waking, and I grew more and more aware of my body. I tried to spin to stabilize the dream. As I grew more aware of my real body, the dream was less and less real until I was lieing in my bed imagining someone spinning.