Thread: What has been your most intense Lucid Dream?

Dieing.

I was going along, playing around with telekinesis, then I noticed my hands start to dissolve, starting at my fingers. I watched as my hands dissolved, first as tiny bubbles that dissipated and popped. I tried to wake up but couldn't. I was stuck inside my dream, fully concious. The dissolving didn't stop there, eventually my entire body dissolved till my entire body dissolved, piece by piece. I was spinning out, but I was conscious, I was there but there was no there. I lost all sense of time, space, days, weeks, years, could have gone by, but I didn't know, the spinning stop, I was existing but didn't know what happened, I still couldn't find my body or wake up, I pondered death, did I die while I was asleep? How would I know if I did die in my sleep? I relaxed after who knows how long, and decided to try and form a body. I focused on creating a hand first, it was incredibly difficult, but managed a finger. Soon thereafter I was able to connect with some dream objects, and then found out where I was sleeping/woke up.

Since then, I'll discard my dream body and LD as consciousness, I've found my dream body to have a "plastic" feel, and makes a crackle sound when I break it. And I find it easier to float around without a body as sometimes the flying motion from my dream body is intense(motion sick), so I leave it behind, or I may form just a body part...picture semi-transparent floating arms in space, to pick up tactile sensations(touch, temp, etc).

Anther one was traveling down a psychedelic tube. Like a roller coaster but prettier.

What's yours?

Dieing can be quite intense but what about being born?

I dreamt I was submerged in water, and everything was black, I was lucid and I somehow knew I was in my mothers womb. The thoughts running through my head at this point: "sh!t! I gotta get out! holy crap!... argh I can't wake up! OH NO! I don't like where this is going..." Next thing I know, I slide backwards like being tilted in place ready to be born. You can imagine just what is running through my head at this point. I get squeezed out into the hands of a doctor and I'm placed on a table looking at my mother. Uck!

Hmmm. In my LDs I'm largely completely in control, never challenged, and nothing is shocking or surprising, they're generally very quiet. But twice in one night last year I experienced very surprising bed-ejections during FAs where all of a sudden, the foot end of my bed heaved itself into the air, and I shot out head-first on my back down a long tunnel. I knew immediately that it was a LD/FA so I wasn't scared, but it was really exhilarating and exciting.

My first one was the most intense, just because of the surprise and incredibly strong sensation of happiness. I was so happy, it almost physically hurt.

This incredible happiness that has no comparison in waking life happened in most of my lucids, both from realizing that I'm in a dream, and when I realized that I'm flying.

The beauty of a LD scenery is always very intense for me. It made me cry from seeing such a beauty many times.

A Lucid dream on steroids!

After drinking some caffeniated sports drink immediately got lucid after falling asleep and my dad talked about some UFO. I immediately flew out my window to find it but found nothing interesting.. so just landed and licked the wall to increase stability. I remember traveling through the world at first at light speed and visiting places of my life. And I probably visited 10-15 places each with an unique dream scene and dream story. I felt a bit like Lucy in the film lucy in the ending scene. So flicker to a scene, then the dream slows down and then things happen and i'm in another scene and i'm completely ecstatic and power-drunk most of the time. Everywhere are people there was a party with at least 30 different people including a girl I know and I talk to her but interrupt her, saying sorry; to fight some guy for no reason at all and punch 5 guys to the ground.. and it just kept going. another fight breaks out an insane groupfight and i leave the scene. and experience a few other dream scenes again and later return to that same scene but this time from another angle and am carrying someone in my arms like a baby (he was really tiny) while walking through the wall and told me nefue to protect this guy. And these where the guys who where fighting earlier. I told you it's crazy That's not even it. I talked to a duck hybrid that taught me life lessons in a dog park . That was the calmest moment in the dream probably because he demanded my respect. It was guarded by mean looking dogs and I had 2 two dogs with me for some reason. I do not remember how I got there or ended up having 2 dogs. I remember talking to all the girls in my life in that single dream session all in their own respective scenes. In the end I got hungry and felt like eating a cake but decided to take things seriously and try to find a higher purpose in the dream. This was probably about 1 or 1.5 hour into the dream.I wanted to get serious and at first asked my 'higher self ' what is the most important thing. A voice in the background says "Breathe" . I ignore it's advise and soon find myself in a dream scene that looks like my own home. It felt like home but it wasn't exactly the same. I am in the bathroom looking in the mirror and just looked into the mirror and was amazed at how vivid this dream is and how real my face looks and everything else. I try to summon my higher self and do some dream spins and look in the mirror expecting some kind of alien to appear or something. nothing happens but suddenly the door bell rings and I open the door and some mean looking creature comes in that lookes suspiciously like my friend but fatter and meaner. She woulden't look me in the eye and had a grim manipulative way of talking. She says she's my higher self while she's looking into my cabinets. I don't quite believe her. I woke up somewhere around then. ^^