Thread: Incredible dream

I'm no stranger to lucid dreaming. Before I knew what it was called I had been practicing it for years. I use to be a user on these forums a while ago and decided to return under a different name after a dream I had last night.


What was phenomenal about this dream was it was very persistent. This was one of the longest lucid episodes I ever had, lasting about an 1.5 - 2 hours real time (I'm good at telling how much time has passed).

Part one began in a house that was an odd mix between my grandmother's and mother's home. There was about 12 people in the house. For some odd reason there's always a group of people in my dreams....I guess this is what you would refer to as one of my "dream signs". Anyways, someone had died and I was being held responsible. At this point I'm completely lucid and could care less about what happened... seems to be the same with my little posse because we're all suddenly amped up and ready to go to a party! At this point I have no idea who's party it is.

I vaguely remember waking up here (though I may not have) only to go back to sleep immediately and get sucked into...

Part two. Now we're in a gridlock along a ramp coming off of some impossibly tall bridge that runs over this endless forest. To my left there's this odd, yet beautiful mix of forest and city. There's no streets or sidewalks, but you can see bricks and windows among all the trees. To my right there's a mall who's parking lot is in the same gridlock we're in. Apparently we got caught in traffic on our way to the party and the mall was our destination.

I look around at the cars around me. Although they're not tinted I can't see inside. It's like a thick yet transparent fog makes everything visible, yet completely indistinguishable. Suddenly there's a bang on my window and there's a guy pointing a gun at me. He's seeking revenge for whomever died in part one and takes a shot at me but misses. I become aware of the fact the car just got larger (or maybe I got smaller) and now there's a person sitting in between me and the window. I try using him as a shield against the next shot but this time it's finds it's target right in the side of my neck.

Now the shooter's running away after he realizes the gun's in my hands, and I'm no longer in the car, I'm standing on the roof. I do this single leap across about 8 cars and land on the guys back bringing him down. I lightly tap him on the back of the head with the handle knocking him out and stand vigilantly on his back, bowing to applause of my posse whom somehow crammed themselves into these two little cars directly behind me.

I wake up to my alarm (this time I'm sure), shut it off and close my eye for a quick cat nap only to get sucked into...

Part three. We've made it through the gridlock and arrived at the party which is really a restaurant that looked a lot like Chile's. I'm still not sure, nor do I care, who's party it is. Everybody here's talking about what happened in part two and I'm approached by someone who resembles my mother. She said something along the lines of "You should be ashamed of yourself" or "You should behave better". I stand up, towering over her and laugh long and hard before responding.

"I know what part of my subconscious you are! You make me feel guilt, the insecurities that keep me from acting like myself."

At this point everyone in the restaurant stopped talking and was staring at us both. I stand up again (which is odd because I never sat down) and in a booming voice similar to a special from Gabriel Iglesias yelled "Begone spirit! You will not bother me here!" to which she simply vanished in thin air. After this, everyone in the restaurant gets up and starts dancing, going all crazy and literally start destroying the restaurant.

A person looking similar to my step-dad beckons me over to a oven where he has a huge slab of beef that needs to be butchered and seasoned. I start setting the clock on the oven and make a special note of the number's being displayed.

1:4P -4θ

Then I wake up from what felt like the best sleep I've had in a LONG time. Not the most interesting dream in the world, but it was incredibly long and I'm able to recall it so vividly. I remember at some point thinking "When is this going to end?". I do love talking to my subconscious though...you can learn some very interesting things about yourself.