Booney
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08 Apr 19:

First dreams recorded in 4 years. 2 fragments and one "solid"



- At a store, think I'm looking for new shirts

- Bookstore

- At a friends' parents house. I'm sitting at a table and across me sits someone who feels and gives off a vibe of his sister but looks completely different. She talks about quieting her job. Not sure who's choice it is though.
Somewhat further down the dream I see his father talk to my friend about the mother who apparently did something wrong or made a mistake that they find amusing.

A man sits in a still burning wrecked car trying to get the attention of the shopkeeper across the street but he doesn't reply. Frustrated the man, let's call him Nick, calls out to a friend and a few seconds later a man we will call... Bob appears.
Nick and Bob start bickering for a short bit and the scene changes with Bob saying; let's start your next lesson!

The three of us (Nick and Bob still haven't acknowledged me) are standing on a cliff with a view over an ocean. Bob is going to learn Nick how to fly a car. Between them is the wrecked car Nick was in before, no longer burning. Apparently teleportation is a great way to put out fires.
Nick gets in the car while Bob starts waving his arms around like a magician. He says to Nick he will get the car flying and that he has to take over.
Bob then turns to me still waving his arms and tells me he is using telikineses to get the car going up. It's much like controlling a marionette.
He then turns his attenttion back to Nick who's pretty high and far up in the sky now. Bob drops his marionette act and we wait.
The second Bob dropped his hands the car starts falling down and Nick knows he's got no control what so ever and decides to jump out of the car.

- Does Nick know how to fly?
- Hmm, no I don't believe he does.

At the last second I see Nick trying to grap something and a parachutepack appears on his back. The chute deploys.
Nick gently lands near the coastline and we assume he's OK. Bob simply jumps of the cliff, being the badass pro LDer he is.
I decide to jump after them using the parachute I just assume I have on whilst I jump. But it doesn't deploy on time and I crash into the ocean. I get above water but a wave pours water down my throat making it difficult to breath. I'm suddenly aware of my clothes and as I get more aware of them the start getting heavier. Eventually I drown and wake up being short of breath for a moment.

Three entries ago I talked about creating a dreamworld. A place that's always going to be there.
But it was kind of short and I only talked about what I wanted to create.

Because in fact, I already have a consitent dreamworld. A non lucid one but it's still there, and I think most of us have one.
The only problem I have is that it's a copy of my real environment, it has the feel of waking life but when you gain awareness in it you see the differences.
For example the town square in my dream is way bigger than in waking life and also the church is misplaced.
Also the street I live in is still in the state it was in 10 years ago. Now there are new houses and such.

I've visited it many times and revisited it when reading about it.

When I talk about the dreamversion of my town I have the feeling of talking about an actual place I can visit.
I guess the easy way of going there is through false awakenings.
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But now to talk about the developments in creating a world by the conscious me.
Because I few the dreamversion of my hometown not my creation. It was created by my unconsciousmind during non-lucids and I simply recorded the memory. What I want to do is kind of a reversed version of this.
I want to create the memory of it in waking life visualize it and visit it in daydreams so that one day I wil visit this place in my dreams.
I've been drawing the island I mentioned in a previous entry. A big floating island, and I did some searches for reference and came to the conclusion that this won't work yet.
An entire island is to big to start with.
Instead I wil start with a small building, a little house or something. It will be simple with not much going on. I remember my last lucid dream and how realistic it was compared to the real world. I believe this was the case because I was in a restroom. It was a small room with little details and was therefore easy to stabilize.

How I plan on doing this now is to biuld from the inside.
Design a small room in which it's easy to stabilize, so it's easier to create the expectations outside of it.
Eventually I'll get back to the floating island even though I found out it's on of the less original ideas, maybe that's because it's also one of the more awesome.

I'm in my bed, well, a bed. It feels unreal or something.
I know that it's not my bed and I start hearing things, I want to turn around, make myself comfortable but I can't.
My arms, fingers, legs, feet, toes, I can't move them. But this doesn't frighten me, it annoys me at most. I try to relax and hope it makes the noise go away, it doesn't all the while my body just feels like it's getting heavier and heavier.
A door opens, I hear footsteps and even though I haven't seen the room I'm in the enire dream I "sense" that the position of the bed has changes.
The person in the room is now sitting on the side of the bed, I feel my body dropping a few inches.
The person starts to speak and I can now hear it's a female. She talks and stands up again but I can't remember or understand what she's saying.
I thought or hoped she would leave the room but she doesn't. She keeps talking to me and walks around the room and still I can not move.
She get's close, closer and now start to get in bed with me. I still can't move and my face has been facing the wall so I still have now idea who this woman is.
But she's lying next to me now, judging by the weight she put in bed I'm guessing it's a big woman, but big as in large not fat.
Now she turns around to me and whispers into my ear, I think she was telling me who she was but I didn't believe her.
I was getting sick of this shit and really want to move now and get out of here and the moment the woman touched my head I snapped free.
I leaped out of the room and looked back, she sat up and stared at me, with eyes that lit up like a cat at night. I could see now that I was in my room, but at the same time it wasn't.
But I didn't have time for all this standing around, I wanted to get away from her, I also needed to take a dump.
So I decide to get out of bed and go downstairs to go to the toilet.

While I walk down the stairs I decide to slide on on the railing (haven't done this since I was a kid) when I'm almost down I make a jump and land in the hallway. And here's the important part, when I land I go through my knees to ease the landing, as I get up I kind of jump or float up slightly. But I didn't think about it.
I go to the toilet and sit there for a while and I recall my jump and how weird it was. Then this thought popped in my head; I'm not lucid dreaming am I?
In waking life before I do reality checks I observe my surroundings, the feel temperature, sounds all that. Back to the dream.
So I had this thought, I looked around in our toiletroom (it's a very small room just the toilet) I touched the wall in front of me and thought no, this can't be a dream this is real.
But I start to think back, where was I before the jump? The bedroom I came out of wasn't my room like it is now. Nothing made sense, but the wall was so real!
Finally I do the nose plug RC and I'm shocked. I can still breath!
I touch the wall again look at the lamp above me, it's all there, just in real life, nose plug RC still breathing.

So it's true, I am lucid dreaming and am overwhelmed with this euphoric feeling. But I try to stay calm.
Still once I look at the wall that looks so real I doubt it once again, the RC could be wrong if this was a dream I could float around. I then look at my legs, and see I still have my pants down, but that doesn't matter.
I look down and try to make myself go up, and I do!
Slowly I feel my cheeks seperating from the toiletseat and I drop back down. I'm now completely baffled and just sit there for a moment with my hands to my face in disbelief.
I try it again, I lift up very stable to my surprise, and make a 360 degree turn and sit down again.

Now for the dumbest part. I wanted to get out of the restroom, but then I was thinking about wiping.
So I wipe, float around a bit and wipe again which causes me to lose lucidity.

Last night I had two conversations with DCs. One of them could be a dream guide but I'm skeptical about things like that untill I experience the bigger meanings of Lucid Dreaming for myself.

The first was an older man, who I knew in the dream was a dutch comedian but with slight changes in appearance.
We talked about life, society, and me.
It was weird how comfortable the conversation went because I always found this man a bit of a prick. But then all of the sudden when we were talking about me he complimented me about how I thought about things which really touched me.
It was strange for me because I'm not a person that seeks validation from others about what I do, let alone people who don't know me. So to feel this joy about a stranger complimenting me about something personal was really out of character for me.

In another dream I was on a train that was about to make it's stop. On the station I met a man, about my age (22) and he was saying goodbye to his friends and family.
We made eye contact and suddenly this feeling of having a very strong bond with this young man came over me, a sudden feeling of terrible loss came over me because he was leaving.
He saw these emotions taking me over and seperated himself from the group of people that were his friends and family and walked over to me.
It is a shame we didn't have a change to spent more time together; He said.
Yes, our time has been too short, just too short; I answered.

This brief exchange of words was ended by an uncomfortable hug and he got on the next train.
Even while I'm writing this right now I feel kinda sad about it.

Talk about sadness. I'm not sure how these things work in other countries but in the Netherlands most of companies, bussinesses or firms or whatever hand out christmass packages for their staff.
It ussualy contains things for the holidays.
In my dream, George Harrison was walking around with one of these packages. It was weird how he was his younger self and in black and white, the rest of the dream was in colour.
Anyway, out of nowhere Steven Tyler shows up going completely mad and rips the package out of Harrisons hands. He shakes it about throws it one the ground stamps it to a pulp then punches George Harrison in the face and runs of.

I was so random.