Thread: Pushing through glass

Hi there all. I had a series of intense lucid dreams last night. A few things stay with me from them, so I will describe. I won't so much narrate the story as much as describe certain sensations and events that happened.

a) This amused me greatly. I was sitting in a classroom in my old school (which made me recognise I was dreaming) and we were in a lesson working. When I realized I was dreaming I got up from my desk. The guy next to me [who was a guy called Chris I knew a long time ago] said I should sit down to which I replied "There's no need, I'm dreaming.". Then I thought to ask him what it was like to be a character in my dreams, to which he replied "well then, I'm you aren't I". This was a pretty deep and sublime moment for me.

b) In the hallway of my old school, near the cafeteria I become aware again I'm dreaming. I look into the reflection of a vertical shutter like door, as I am looking at my reflection my face begins to rot and twist into a grotesque. I can feel my whole body contorting and bending. It doesn't feel unpleasent, or scary, just different. It was reminiscient of a film I saw recently.

c) Glass pushing. This was perhaps strongest sensation I've experienced in this lucid dream or any other.

Essentially I decided to see if I could jump through a large window in my dream. By jump I don't mean smash through, I mean influence the world around me to push through the glass, and appear on the other side without it having broken.

So, I jumped towards the glass, but on contact the strangest thing happened. I felt the glass stress around me, and bend inwards flexibly, like a rubber sheet. Then I passed through and the sensation was absolutely amazing. It was like jumping into a freezing swimming pool without it being wet. There was a moment of time which was like no moment at all, or every single one in the universe, I stood hung in a void dull with no color but not dark, and then I was through the otherside.

The best way I can think to describe it is this. Imagine you are watching a man walk past a telegraph pole. He is walking fast and you know that he will be behind it for a very short time and then come back into view. However when you observe him pass behind the pole you wait, and wait, and rather than see him immediately come back into view it takes a good ten seconds. He eventually comes back into view on the other side, seeming not to having broken his stride.

Another way to describe it is like in cartoons, where you see someone hide behind an impossibly small object. e.g. a very fat man hiding successfully behind a tiny tree.
I can't say enough how peculiar the sensation was. Unfortunately my recall is very poor so I can't say more about it as part of a structured story.

d) this amused me too. I seem to have quite reasonable control of flying now, at least near the ground. I have only recently remembered that this was something I used to do a lot when I was a little boy (i'm 25 now) and i still seem to fly in the same way. I kick my lower leg below me like someone treading water and it propels me a long. I also jump forwards like a long jumper at the olympics but I land above the ground and push of again. I remember when I was a little boy thinking that I could fly because I had dreams like that quite often.

But to get back to the point, I was flying along the corridor of my old school using the kicking technique and people were looking at me confusedly as I flew past. I think they were slightly perturbed.

---- conclusion

This leads me to a couple of questions, sorry for the long winded post.

Firstly has anyone else talked to their dream character? Are the characters aware of their nature, what do they say to you when you tell them they are part of your dream? When my dream-chris said he was me, I got a case of the heeby jeebies. It just felt pretty weird to be told.

Also, have you ever had people react to you in your dream with shock at what you are doing? In my dream when people saw me flying down the hallway they reacted like they would in real life. I always imagine dreams as places where belief is suspended, for the characters as well as yourself.

Has anyone tried jumping through glass windows, trying to do it so they don't break? I would be interested to hear your sensations!

Thanks for reading. bye