Excerpt from my dream Log--October 30th

**A Lost Soul** · 10-31-2003 01:02 PM

10/30/2003

I woke up in the Dreaming with my head resting comfortably on someone… He was stroking my hair gently. I knew that smell, that touch, the feel of his skin. I knew it all by heart. I lifted my head and craned my neck to look at him. He smiled down at me, and I shook my head in denial. This wasn’t him. It couldn’t be, yet he and my surroundings were just as real to me as the waking world is real. “You can’t be here,” I said to him. “Who are you?”

He lay a finger across my lips. “Shh,” he said. “Just enjoy this.”

And he made love to me. I won’t record the details here, of course, but suffice to say it was incredible. I have not felt like that in a very long time. He held me afterwards, until both of us drifted off into slumber. I slept there, in the dream world, and when I awoke again, I was facing the window. I saw his car in the driveway and it was the same as his car in the waking world, except that it was red. Someone was in the driver’s seat and they backed up and drove away. I sat up and looked to my side, expecting him to be gone. He sat, naked, at the end of the bed, staring at the floor. After a few minutes had passed, he looked up at me and said, “I’ve got to go now.”

I frowned. “I know.” I replied. I gathered up his clothes from the floor and threw them at him. I was suddenly angry. I stood and began to pace the room. He said nothing, which didn’t surprise me, and finally I fixed a glare on him. “It’s not fair, you know,” I said. “Doing this to me. It’s not fair. Not now when I’m trying to get over you… him…”

“I’m sorry,” was all he said. We locked gazes for a moment, until I sighed and whirled around, storming from the room. I was still naked, but I didn’t care. This was my dream anyway, so why should I care? I left the house just as his car pulled into the driveway again. Someone got out—I assume it was a mutual friend of ours, though I didn’t pay any attention to who it was—and I heard a voice say, “Uhh… you’re not wearing any clothes.”

“Fuck you,” I answered. “I don’t care. I want out of this dream.”

I think the unknown person said something like “what are you talking about?” but I ignored him and kept walking up the street. And then something very strange happened… I heard his voice—my lover’s voice—calling my name. I turned around to see him walking after me, and I was so taken aback that he was coming after me that I stopped with the intention of letting him catch up. But I reminded myself that it was a dream, and even in dream I didn’t want to feel what I feel in the waking world. I shouldn’t have to go through that twice over. Besides, I thought, that proved that it wasn’t really him anyway. He wouldn’t come after me if I stormed off like that. He would just let me go.

So I turned my back to him and left. I left the dream somehow. I’m not sure how I did it, but everything around me changed. I was standing in my Grammy’s kitchen, and she was there—alive—drinking an iced tea just like she used to in life. Nothing happened, neither of us spoke, but she was there and I felt a warm, comforting feeling of love wash over me. I basked in it. I wrapped it around me and held onto it for as long as I could. And then I woke up for real.

**Timotheus** · 10-31-2003 01:16 PM

Amazing dream. How did you feel when you awoke from it in the end ?

For myself, I found that dreams from my ex were usually very painful. They could bring the topic back again to the surface and they could trigger a new wave of depression.

**A Lost Soul** · 10-31-2003 02:19 PM

Originally posted by Timotheus
Amazing dream. How did you feel when you awoke from it in the end ? *

For myself, I found that dreams from my ex were usually very painful. They could bring the topic back again to the surface and they could trigger a new wave of depression.

To be totally honest with you, I felt empty when I woke up from the dream. And sad. And rather self-pitying.

**Timotheus** · 10-31-2003 03:18 PM

I know that feeling very well

You were lucid in that dream from the beginning, right ? So maybe it would have been better not to let him do... but, I know, that's very difficult.

So far, I haven't had a lucid dream which included my ex-wife. I think I'm afraid of such an encounter ... which is silly, of course.

**A Lost Soul** · 10-31-2003 03:55 PM

Yes, I was very lucid in that dream. Right from the beginning, I was fully aware.

And it's not silly to be afraid at all. If my ex and I weren't such good friends, I think I would be scared to death of an encounter with him, too. This guy... I swear, he's the only person in the world who can make my stomach do nervous flip-flops. That scares me because it's something that no one else has ever been able to do to me. It also pisses me off because I know he doesn't feel the same way for me. Stupid stomach. Stupid heart. Stupid dreams!

You know, we've talked to death about how to get someone in your dreams... but does anyone have any suggestions as to how we get rid of someone in our dreams?

**Timotheus** · 10-31-2003 04:08 PM

I'm also good friends with my ex-wife in real-life. But still, I'm much afraid of telling her some things or touching her. I know I sound sissy

You know, we've talked to death about how to get someone in your dreams... but does anyone have any suggestions as to how we get rid of someone in our dreams? [/b]

Funny you mention that. I found it relatively easy to make something or someone appear in my lucid dreams. But disappearing was so far impossible for me, although I always have the possibility to ignore it / the person.

**Second Attention** · 10-31-2003 04:54 PM

Love sucks like that... I dream about my ex every night... sometimes I'm with her again... other's she's left me, just like in reality. But I can't... stop dreaming about her. She invades my life nightly. I'm still friends with her, too. It kind of sucks trying to be a friend when every time I see her I just want to profess my undying love and then kiss and hug all over... but of course, that would freak her out... so I just act all stupid and nervous usually, and then she doesn't even want to be around me because I get so nervous that I'm nearly incapable of doing anything. It sucks.... because I know I'm going to have to find some resolution in reality and my dream world. That's going to be so hard and take me so fucking long. Hell... I still can't become lucid. I'm still just a participant in my dream world...

**liquid** · 11-01-2003 12:42 AM

Wow, not only is that an amazing dream, but astounding dream recall.

Remembering every single quote like that, can you usually do that in your dreams? What about when your not lucid? Is there always such clarity?

cool dream

**A Lost Soul** · 11-01-2003 03:38 AM

Originally posted by liquid
Wow, not only is that an amazing dream, but astounding dream recall. *

Remembering every single quote like that, can you usually do that in your dreams? What about when your not lucid? Is there always such clarity?

cool dream

Usually, yes. For the most part, I remember what people say. Not always, though. When I remember and record my dreams, I usually do so in a story-like way. I'm a writer, and that's how my mind makes the association. When I'm not lucid my recall is much more muddled and unclear. I remember brief images, like flashes, or maybe a sound or smell or something. In that case, I just let whatever dribbles from my mind go through my hands and I type whatever comes out. Sometimes it doesn't make any sense whatsoever. But at least I have it recorded so I can go back to it later. Occasionally, after I've had time to think about it, the jarbled images make more sense.

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