Psykai
Lurker

Thursday, 09/10/15
Stopped smoking weed, drinking alcohol, and drinking coffee for 3 days
Took Galantamine, Meletonin, and Lucid Dreaming supplement
Slept in many stages waking periodically
Achieved vivid lucidity
Many dreams recollected

Massive Boulder Island With Wild Animal Inhabitants
( Rock, Boulder, Water, Flying, Pterodactyl, Climbing, Alligator, Chimpanzees, Brother)
I dreamt of this massive boulder rock surrounded by water. I was there with my brother. We tricked these blue flying creatures into flying into each other. They had a routine of all flying at once off the edge and we had another group flying up the other side at the same time. They all attacked each other and died. We had hoped at least one would survive but no one did. Ben wondered how we were going to get down because it was so high up and the water was to shallow. I found a spot to climb down and drop 6 feet or so into the shallow water. Ben was swimming and from above I could see a reptilian looking creature swimming near him. He said it was an alligator gar. I yelled for him to get out of the water. But he swam the other way where there was no spot to climb up. I jumped in and it bit on to me. I started to wrestle it. ~REALITY CHECK (abrupt scene change)~
The scene skipped to inside a cave within the rock and I was strangling the creature except now it looked like an anaconda and there was commentary saying something about the tables being turned. Inside the rock were these feline creatures that looked like they were either dead or sleeping. It almost looked like a display from a museum. I saw one of their arms twitch and I got a little nervous because I felt no match for catlike reflexes. I went outside and there were these chimpanzees wearing sweaters. One was green with the #12 on it. Outside I was balancing on this hanging vine outside on my feet and I jumped to another one. The chimps were amazed and wanted to see me do it again. I thought it was weird that I would be teaching the chimps there own techniques.


Deep Breathing Induced Flight High Above the Earth
(Parents House, Night, Raining, Naked, Flying, Falling)
<<LUCIDITY ACHIEVED >>>

I was in my old house. It was raining and dark out and I was naked. Some how I had an inkling that I was dreaming. I think it was because I had this floating feeling and I didn't remember getting there. I went outside through the front glass door into the rain and tried to fly. I began to float upwards but I leveled out a bit. I realized I wasn't breathing enough so I took a deep breath and raised higher into the air. It seemed that the deeper I inhaled, the higher up I went. I kept rising higher and higher until I was in the upper atmosphere. I remember vividly, looking down toward the Earth, weightlessly floating, admiring how vast of a distance there was between me and the massive planet below. Later I decided that I wanted to see what it would feel like to fall all the way down so I stopped trying to hover and began to plummet toward the Earth. The texture of the Earth became continuously clearer and cleared as I came closer and closer to the ground. But lucidity faded before I hit the ground.

sometime in 2015
I was inside my parents house by the front door and I could here rain outside. I was dark out. I went outside having a feeling of deja vu. I looked at my hands and they were swirling. I remember that I always wanted to fly as high as I could while in a dream. I began to float upwards but lost momentum and was no longer flying up. I was just hovering. I found out I wasn't breathing. Every time I took a breath I flew a little higher. Now able to see the tops of the houses and the rain I continue to take deep breathes flying higher into the clouds. I can see the stars above and below the clouds fly away in swirling mists as I begin to see the shape of Earth at it's curving edges. I slow down into orbit miles above earths surface and gaze down at the dark side of the earth with it's christmas light pattern of light pollution and decide to fall back to Earth because I've had many dreams where I fall from high distances and land on my feet. I gain speed again but this time toward earth with increasing momentum. I feel a pit in my stomach and I begin to lose touch with reality hurling toward Earth. The dream fabric broke and I awoke.

I wish I had landed

...next time

sometime in 2014

The Castle

I woke up in an old castle where i would attend classes that were focused on me finding out what I wanted to do in life. The overall consensus was that I was not happy because I didn't know what I wanted to spend my whole life doing. But I think I began to question whether I really wanted to pick one thing. The monotony of spending the rest of my whole life doing one thing sounded like a hellish existence of repetition. I didn't even want to think about things before doing them at all at that point.

I liked the idea of free choice and pondering all the options and directions to go so I left the class and went downstairs. I heard the door up stairs open as this other classmate came down trying to get me to go back to class. I resisted and went around back the stairs where i saw these glowing shimmering lights. I went underneath into the shadow cast underside of the staircase and reached for these glowing objects but when I was about to grab them they shot out like streamers all around the room. I turned a corner and the classmate kept following me. I knew he was trying to get me back; at this point it seemed like by force. I was getting bad vibes, like the whole thing was controlled and I was in a prison like loony bin where the caretakers where to ones who had actually lost their minds. I ran into a dead end, turned around and the classmate was blocking the way saying I had to go back to class. I told him I had free choice and ran passed him toward the glass doors to the outside. I started to pick the lock looking out through the frosted glass into the green hue overtones of the outdoors, but gave this up and smashed the glass with my fist to save time being that I was being chased at this point.

I ran out across the grass and took an immediate left around the building where people were playing football as my classmate and a few others are chasing me yelling to catch me. The players are alerted and join the chase. I pick up speed and jump a fence into a hedge-maze where I take a few rights and a few lefts until i lose them. Then I realize that I'm lost myself and this feeling of being trapped for eternity sweeps in as I slowly loose consciousness...

I wake up in a bed in a small stuffy room with my mother sitting above me reading off a list of the symptoms that I have like "paranoia, anxiety, depression, deranged thoughts, loss of will, short-term memory loss" She's trying to help but it made me feel like the very act of a assuming these problems projected them on me. I felt like I was being diagnosed to the point that the diagnosis was creating the very symptoms they were focused on treating. The forced help mentality of projected mental health issues was what was in-sighting my paranoia that thereby drove me to jump straight out of the bed and run downstairs, back out through the glass door I had broke. I ran straight this time across into a huge field of old recycled cans. I was literally wading through aluminum cans where my feet wouldn't even touch the ground any more. The cans formed a hill and as I waded on the light became visible as I could see that the cans were piled against a wall. On top of the wall I looked out across a bay with a lighthouse in the distance. I jumped down onto the beach and sat in the lotus position looking at the waves. It was at this point that my body felt weird like I was electrically charged and I knew I was dreaming. I looked at my hands and they started to melt like I was on mushrooms, the overexposed high detail of my finger prints shifting and changing sizes. I looked up and my friend Sarah was here and she wanted to go swimming. I wanted to fly so I began to float upwards over the water as she swam. As I looked down I slowly began to sink further and further down into the water where I sank and woke up in real life to my fellow dreaming black cat Phantom sleeping on my chest.

This is just one of my lucid dreams that I've had that involves my main reoccurring dream-signs:

Getting Lost (Normally underground in tunnels)
Flying/ Falling (enjoy both when falling I like to land on my feet)
Being swept away by water beyond my control
A castle