Thread: I finally got into space!

I don't know how many others have tried to do this, but I've always found it to be incredibly difficult to do. For me, flying is the easy part. The difficult part is when I reach such a height that there is no longer anything of detail to focus on around me. This tends to cause either the dream to end, a false awakening or a transition to something completely different.

However, as luck would have it, this recent dream gave me a nice solution to the problem and finally allowed me to get into space! Here's the dream. It's pretty long and most of it has nothing to do with the space travel experience, but it was a pretty cool dream anyway. Lucid parts are in red.


"Flight Into Space"

I arrived with my brother at a very long rectangular bungalow-like building. It was very late at night and the weather was cold and wet. We were there because we had a mission to complete; we hadn't been sure that it would really happen, but Armageddon was about to occur and we were the only people on Earth who knew the secret of how to avert it. It was as though we had received information from the future about it and we knew exactly what was going to happen.

We each entered the building through a different door, me at the south-west end of the building and my brother at the south. Another person was waiting for us inside. The building appeared to be some kind of strange secret military base or hideout, although there were very few people around. Strangely, the building had multiple floors on the inside, even though the building from outside only appeared to consist of a single floor.

As I entered the building into a large corridor, I suddenly became worried as I realised that I didn't have my DAP with me that contained the instructions for averting the apocalypse. I knew that I would need to recall them entirely from memory as it was too late to return to fetch my DAP, but this seemed to be a huge task due to the sheer quantity of tasks that needed to be carried out.

Me and my brother were required to each carry out different tasks co-operatively in different areas of the base in order to succeed. I began to worry that he might also forget what he had to do, but continued on with the mission anyway.

I tried to remember what I needed to do. The first task was to find five pieces of a device that, when fitted together, formed some kind of contraption with a needle sticking out the end (I have no idea what it was). After scouting an area of the base and successfully completing this task, I remembered that I would need to find some kind of weapon.

There was a large aircraft in the middle of the base. I made my way to a secret compartment in the side of the aircraft from the first floor, where I found some kind of top-secret experimental military gun and lots of ammo for it.

After this, I made my way to the east side of the base, where I found an injured soldier. I needed to help him. I applied a plaster to his leg, then put a larger plaster on top of it and he suddenly recovered and became normal again.

By now, the base environment seemed to have changed a lot. The entire base was enclosed in a glass dome and had a much more futuristic feel to it and was now much more populated in some areas. There were no longer any rooms, although some areas were separated by barriers. The base layout flowed through my mind at a somewhat abstract level, like a colourful diagram showing computers and the locations of the invaders. The aircraft was still in the middle of the base.

I climbed on top of the aircraft, trying to remember what I had to do next. My mind wandered into a day-dream like state, in a passive trance like watching a movie. I was watching through the glass framework of the dome, seeing countless hordes of small alien-like creatures flying around outside against the red night sky. They had invaded and we had failed. The vision faded to black and a warning message appeared in red, with some white text below. It appeared similar to a copyright warning on a movie, and reminded me that I was day-dreaming.

I snapped out of it and realised that the vision that I had just seen was really going to happen unless we were to hurry up and remember what needed to be done. Reality hit me hard and I became quite worried; we had possibly only minutes left.

I looked outside the glass dome for any sign of the invasion, but the sky was clear. There seemed to be absolutely no sign that anything was even going to happen, and I began to doubt the situation. Standing on top of the aircraft, I wondered whether I could be dreaming and jumped in the air to do a test. I floated up in the air - which confirmed that I was dreaming - and floated through the roof of the base.

I continued flying higher above what appeared to be a huge beautiful night-time city scape, stretching off in every direction into infinity, with colourful lights and buildings.

I began trying and move around above city, but my flight control seemed rather unresponsive at first. I swayed around in the sky a little uncontrollably - trying to maintain my focus on the city. At some point, I lost focus and moved through a full 360 degrees before gaining view of the city again, which amused me as the buildings had all completely changed! After a short time, I managed to gain full control over flight movement.

With full control, I moved smoothly and calmly above the city until I heard voices from below. I began descending to investigate. As I got closer to the buildings below, I began to hear them more clearly. Their words were hostile and aggressive; they sounded like thugs or gang members, and then I heard a blast like the sound of a shotgun. I was sure they were trying to shoot me, so I flew along the city quickly away from the source of the sounds.

However, the sounds seemed to follow me along the ground directly below. I was too high to see them, so I had my doubts that they would be able to aim accurately enough to hit me, but I decided not to take chances and fly higher, where they would not be able to reach me. I found myself perched in a huge, unfinished tower structure. The tower consisted of only metal beams, like the internal girders which would eventually hold the finished building in place.

I looked down through the center of the girders, but the fall extended far beyond what I could see. Nevertheless, I could still hear the thugs at the bottom of the tower and the shotgun blasts as they tried to shoot me up through the tower. I decided that I had to lose them once and for all.

I took off again from the tower and looked around at the city scape. The land was not flat, but was unusually mountainous, with tall cliffs stretching high above the tallest buildings, and even higher than my current altitude above the city. The city scape continued, regardless of the height of the terrain, covering the mountains and cliffs. I decided to fly up the cliffs, knowing that there was no chance the thugs would be able to follow me to such heights.

I flew up the cliff, getting higher and higher until the rest of the city was a fine mesh of twinkling lights. At the top of the cliff, a large gray-metal futuristic circular spaceship was hovering and spinning slowly. I positioned myself directly above the spaceship as it lifted from the top of the mountain, with me following it.

This was my chance!

I knew that this was my chance to travel into space. I had tried numerous times before, but failed every time because I had nothing to focus on once I got above the clouds. But with the spaceship, I had something to focus on whilst making the journey into space.

Within seconds, I had left the Earths atmosphere and was floating in a field of asteroids. I examined the asteroids, which were brightly lit by the sun and acknowledged how real and clear they appeared. I then turned around to face the Earth and looked at the blue planet, again noting how bright and real it appeared. I contemplated how amazing it was to see the Earth from space and thought about how funny it was that I was in space and yet able to breath. I turned once again to face another planet; an orange-brown planet, possibly mars.

I then realised that I was holding a camera and decided to take photos of the planet, but whilst looking, I realised that I was looking at it on a TV screen and that I was stood in the middle of a small well-lit street, and this caused me to forget that I was dreaming. There was a film crew and a desk nearby where a man and a woman were sat. They appeared to be news reporters and I realised that the TV I had been looking at was the live broadcast from the reporters here.

There were a few dozen people lined up around the desk, watching the live broadcast and it seemed as though they were there to support the reporters. I thought that the reporters were married and had started up a small independent news channel on their own and that people respected them because of this. The reporters seemed to be very nice people who would be more likely to report honestly and on positive events than the faceless big mainstream media.

Their news channel was called "The Weather Channel", which didn't seem at all unusual to me until I woke up.