lucid dream

The quality of the lucid dream environment

I sometimes think the quality of the lucid dream environment (aka, the dream holodeck) isn’t quite like it is back here in the physical world, but during lucid dreams the last two mornings I’ve been walking around and exploring the details, and I keep saying,“Man, this is good.” The environment is so life-like I have to keep checking my hands to make sure I’m asleep.

If iPhones were made of gravitons (dreams)

I went to bed last night thinking that it would be cool if iPhones were made of gravitons configured to your body’s unique vibrational frequency, so if your phone was in the kitchen while you were sitting on the couch, you could hold your hand out and the phone would come flying over to you. (Pity anything between you and your phone, and I don’t know how the gravitons were configured to only activate on demand, rather than being in constant orbit around your body (or stuck to your body)).

Then in a dream in Santa Fe this morning I was driving along and realized that I needed to change lanes very quickly to make the turn from St. Francis onto Cerillos Road. From what I can gather, I did that so fast that I flew into another reality. I ended up in a forest where I first came upon some combination of a gorilla and a bear that was walking upright through the forest. Fortunately it was wearing a breathing mask of some sort and I thought, “It’s not threatening, it’s just out for a walk.” Then a skunk as large as a car came walking down the road. It freaked me out, and I quickly thought of that bear-gorilla’s breathing mask, but the skunk was actually quite pleasant and just wanted to be petted. A large four-legged animal was flying in the sky above me, but cows the shape of giraffes (and twice their size) inside 30-40' tall chain-link fences had my attention, especially when they all came over to the fence in anticipation that I might feed them.

After a few more quirky sightings, I arrived at my destination and went to get my dogs some water. The water came out of a fountain normally, but then when it hit my clasped hands it become a consistency thicker than jello. This was convenient, because it let me carry a large “bowl” of water over to my dogs, who were really thirsty. They initially thought they had to bite the water, but then they learned that they could lick it normally.

After that things got a little weird. (I don’t know words in the English language that I can use to describe most of what happened next, though there was a lot of telekinesis, and a few beings were training me in the possibilities of what *could* be done, as opposed to the limited set of things I normally do in the dream state.)

In a lucid dream last night I knew I was asleep

In a lucid dream last night I knew I was dreaming/asleep, but I couldn’t prove it. I kept counting five fingers on each hand (instead of the usual 6 or even 7), and everything in the apartment was right, yet I couldn’t turn on the lights in the kitchen or bathroom, which is a giveaway. (I don’t know why, but light switches usually don’t work in dreams.) I also couldn’t wake myself up. I finally decided that I need another totem for occasions like this and just went along with the experience, then woke up instantly when I found someone sleeping in my bed.

Running on all fours in a dream

Wow, how embarrassing. It has taken me *years* to realize that when I run on all fours in a dream that I’m actually a dog (or maybe some other four-legged animal).

I finally realized it this morning when I was running like that and came up to a group of human friends, and one said something like, “Hey, look over there, it’s your new friend.”

When I looked in the direction he was pointing I saw a group of people who didn’t look familiar, and a black dog. Just then the dog came running at me. When it got to me it started licking and biting me and I thought, “This dog is crazy, why doesn’t someone get it off of me,” when everything suddenly made sense.

A ringtone I had never heard before

I wasn’t feeling well this afternoon, so I decided to lay down for a while and just focus on my breathing.

A little later in the day I was standing in my kitchen, cutting some vegetables and humming Tina Turner’s “Peace Mantra” song, when my phone started playing a ringtone. I liked the ringtone, but it was a song I had never heard before.

I set my cutting knife down and started wiping off my hands so I could answer the phone when I thought, “Wait, I laid down to take a nap, and I don’t remember waking up from that. This is a dream, isn’t it?”

I Still Forgive You

We were playing at our camp when my older brother — who was standing on higher ground than I — saw something in the distance. He stood upright, then perfectly still. After a few moments he turned to me in a look of panic I had never seen before, pointed in a direction opposite from where he was looking, and screamed, “Run! Run!” I was startled at his behavior but I knew that something was very wrong, so I ran. And I ran.

I ran as fast as I could, weaving through the brush and constantly changing my course as I was chased by a white man on a dark horse. I thought I might be close to safety when I darted through some bushes, but I ran right into a creek that was too wide to jump across. As I paused for a moment to decide how to continue, the white man shot me in the back.

In intense pain and sudden shock, I stumbled forward into the creek, bent over with one hand in the creek. As I attempted to stand up and regain my balance, I was shot in the back again. This time my body flew forward towards the opposite side of the creek. I tried to control my fall but could not, and my torso slammed against the land. The right side of my face was pressed against the ground, my eyes still open. My right arm was trapped under my body, my left arm was somewhere down my left side. My legs lay in the creek’s water.

Lucid dream: A strange bed and a Cinnabon

I woke up on the left side of a king size bed this morning. It wasn’t my bed, but I was blanketed in a thick, soft comforter, which felt wonderful. I looked around briefly. Wherever I was, the room seemed very nice. It was light outside.

As my other senses came to me, I realized that what woke me up was a strange woman standing on the right side of the bed, yelling at me. She wanted to know where I got the warm Cinnabon that was on the nightstand next to me. More accurately, she rather forcefully wanted to know if someone brought that for me, and if so, who.

Two lucid dreams, hanging out in apartments

A funny thing about having lucid dreams is that before I become completely lucid within the dreams they can be very confusing. As an example, I wasn’t feeling well today, so I decided to take a nap at 1pm. After falling asleep I had two lucid dreams.

In the first dream I woke up in an apartment and was walking around when I became obsessed with a set of drawers that had been built into a wall outside a bedroom doorway. I was at a point where I was conscious in my dream but not totally lucid, so I explored the drawers for a while, pulling each one open and loving the craftsmanship. I loved how old they were, and then I also remembered that I had seen them before. With that second thought I became lucid and recalled that I had been here before in previous dreams, I knew this place.

Shortly after that I drifted off to sleep, only to wake up a little while later. This time I was in my current apartment, but instead of having one fan running to circulate the air (as I usually do), there were two fans running, and in short, I didn’t like the design or loudness of the second fan. As I questioned where it came from I realized that I was dreaming, and with that thought I again became completely lucid. This time I just hung out in the dream state, experimenting with various things until my body told me it was time for a bio-break, and I woke myself up.

Both dreams began with me being in a mental state where I didn’t know that I was dreaming, after which there was an event that triggered me to become completely lucid. In the second case I was more well rested, so I was able to stay there as long as I wanted.

You don’t belong in this universe

Last night (May 22, 2014) was one of the “hell nights” I experience once or twice a year. It started with a dream straight out of Carrie or The Exorcist where everything in a room, including me, was being levitated by something, and whatever that thing was, it was not a good thing, it was evil.