I just woke up from my very first lucid dream. Here goes: The dream started becoming significant when I found myself in some sort of vehicle being operated by a man I did not know. I was with two of my friends in the back of this vehicle on our way to our new residence in Columbia. It was at night and I could barely see anything. I felt a very strong negative vibe from the driver, as he would look back at us whenever we spoke at a volume anything louder than a whisper. The inside of the car was pitch black, I could not see anything except for when we passed under an orange glow of a street lamp that seemed all too sparse. As the vehicle slowed, I had an awkward dream phase-in/phase-out and I found myself in a dark and very empty house. I soon realized that it was the house I grew up in. At this point I was becoming aware of how empty, cold and terrifying my dream was and my lucidity only mounted from here. I was getting very nervous and self-aware. At this point I tried to go to my parents' bedroom to find them and hopefully get some grounding by being able to talk to somebody. I went into their room, tried turning on the bedroom lights but all that happened was the attic fan in the hallway turned on. I flipped the switch a few times, no light change. This is when I figured out that I was dreaming, yet I didn't wake up like usual. (I've seen Waking Life, which explains this phenomenon of light switches not working in dreams) At this point I thought I'd have a little fun with the dream - I jumped up and tried to fly, only to levitate in mid air, parallel to the ground, slowly returning back to the ground with a soft landing. I got up, tried again - no use. This was extremely discouraging. I went to my old room in the house, flipped the light switch and what ambient light was present disappeared. Another flip and nothing happened. The combination of darkness, the emptiness of the house, and the mounting feeling of a presence besides my own started to become too much. I awoke shortly after, sweating, trying to make sense of what had happened.
Every dream I can ever remember has been a lucid dream, the most recent was me being kicked out of a local supermarket, cunts. Then a good friend of mine meeting some guy while leaning over my lap...he was trying to turn me gay for some reason then the guy who he was meeting got pissed off at my non gay reaction and started pressing his hand really hard on my left ball...that shit hurt man So I punched him in the face and then was transported to a huge wave machine inside a room, the water was Mexican and I was able to jump from crest to crest that was pretty fun
sounds pretty sweet. i wish i could lucid dream. i should start keeping a dream journal again - that way you can recognize common things that happen in your dreams, and eventually be able to realize that you're dreaming. i don't come here enough to realize that you said you were leaving and you didn't
I've been trying to lucid dream for years. Keep a journal, have tried various sorts of techniques of going to sleep, all that jazz. No dice so far, though it has helped me have more dreams in general.
from what i've read and heard, it isn't that the journal is helping you have more dreams, but it is helping you recognize and remember your dreams. dreams typically are forgotten soon after you wake because they really don't serve any direct purpose
The best way for me, has always been to set my alarm for an hour or two before I want to get up and have it on repeat every 20 - 30 minutes. Thats when I have my most vivid dreams and theyre easier to remember too. Every morning I have some crazy lucid dreams. Actually that reminds me of te one this morning...that was a pretty scary one actually...
Meh, speculating on my dreams isn't very interesting to me honestly. I used to draw my dreams, because sometimes I would have certain visual images that would linger and almost haunt my mind, but I haven't done so in awhile. Maybe it's all nonsense, maybe I'm missing out on something profoundly interesting, but typically I forget my dreams as soon as my eyes pop open.
Whenever I quit smoking weed after 3 days since my last smoke, I start getting very lucid dreams and there are usually bad,like someone trying to kill me or that Im homeless and stuff like that. So if you smoke every night before bed and then quit you will be getting some intense dreams waking up all sweating.
thats true...i have noticed that too i thought that it might have something to do with it but i wasnt sure. i was told that it may not have anything to do with that though... i think that weed definitely affects my dreams and dreamstates, almost like it dulls your awareness to them...im not sure, im guessin. ill experiment though. ---- hmm im thinking that maybe it could have been a past experience of me being in this house when it was for sale - i was with friends in the basement smoking in this experience and nobody would have been upstairs - this house is super important in my life and was the setting for most of my deep memories and this particular setting was the last time i was ever in the house im high right now but give this idea a shot: maybe my lucidity was projecting the past, giving me an opportunity to experience any particular wild and absurd ventures i choose to play out - i just missed the full awareness of my house being empty as possibly being when we had moved out. perhaps this perception and consistent meditation on my dream will allow me to immediately recognize the dreaming state should the specific scenario ever occur again. i know that is the basic goal of a dream journal but i often get caught up in thinking about one precise dream...i really should start a journal though...
