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It is very late at night and I find myself driving on a quiet motorway I feel completely exhausted
and am actually nodding off to sleep as I drive, I feel intoxicated but know that haven’t been drinking.
At some point I pass out and surrender to my fatigue my car swerves and leaves the motorway softly
drifting and coming to a halt in a ditch.
A car passes by some time later some whose occupants are an elderly couple who I seem to
instinctively know is travelling to spend some time with their family for something of a holiday.
The old couple stops to investigate my accident and to make sure that I’m okay, and it’s not long
before my wife arrives on the scene in her own car too. In my state of semi-consciousness I can hear
my wife chatting with the elderly couple telling them not to worry and explaining that she will take
care of me from here.
Thoughts: I think many of my dreams from last night have something to do with my feeling very tired the past few day, the dreams of cars from last night most probably have something to do with taking control of my life as regards health (the hospital dream), sleep (the motorway at night), and disciple (the army dream).
Dream 1: Climbing the ranks – I find myself serving in a land army in some kind of vaguely familiar alternative reality, it is compulsory for the soldiers in this army to serve 5 years after which they are free to leave. I have already served five years in fact it would seem that I have served many multiples of the 5 year terms in the hope of advancing myself and climbing the ranks. I want to go higher in the army but regardless of my hard work and effort I always seem to remain at the same level. I have advanced somewhat though as my career started of in the navy after which I advanced onto the terrestrial army which is where I am now. If I do manage to advance beyond the military thee is a chance I will be awarded a position in the air force and rumor has it that there is even a special branch of the army in outer space too. After 5 years most find the service too tiring and leave but regardless of my own fatigue I feel I want to continue this service.
Dream 2: From passenger to driver – Daytime on a vaguely familiar road in a hilltop village in a forest where I lived for a short while as a child I drive past a recreation ground which was nicknamed by the youths that played there as ‘The Rec’ but which I always thought meant ‘The Wreck’. I am travelling as a passenger in the front seat of a car which has no driver or any other occupants, I feel a bit weary like in other dreams from last night and I’m not quite with it, I do manage to summon the realization that the situation is dangerous as the car continues to trundle along the road without a driver. I try to get from passenger seat to the drivers seat without crashing the car and also taking hold of the controls too, its an extremely awkward task made even more difficult by the fact that the satchel and shoulder strap I keep my laptop computer in and which rests in the foot well of where I am sat has become tangled around my feet. With much struggling I do eventually manage to lever and squeeze myself out from the passenger seat and into the driver’s seat and take back control of the vehicle.
Dream 3: Compliments on my earphones – I find myself inside an unfamiliar hospital, I have come here because a female manager at my place of work has called me telling me that the top manager of my department is very ill and employees are being invited to pay their final respects to him. I feel that I actually know how to heal the manager but for some reason I am not allowed to go into his private hospital room to see him yet. As I sit in a sunny waiting room another manager from my place of work comes into the waiting room to chat with me, the work colleague is carrying a pair of large black Hi-Fi headphones. The manager picks up a pair of similar headphones that I have set down on a table to my one side, the manager says to me that my headphones are really amazing quality and much better than his. I feel quietly content and happy with the compliment paid to me by the manager. After the manager departs I decide to get up and go over to the hospitals little indoor shop to search for a gift for my wife, the shop with hindsight is slightly unusual for a hospital and sells many flowery floral feminine trinkets and knick-knacks.
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It is morning time and I find myself in the city where I went to art college about 15 years ago. I
am travelling as a passenger in a little white hatchback car which is being driven by my little
sister, my sister seems so happy and full of confidence and overflowing with positivity it feels
great to be in her presence.
As we drive along the road towards my old art college I start to see that it has fallen into
neglect* and that it has actually been closed down, the buildings doors and windows have all been
boarded up making it look derelict and abandoned.
Somehow my sister takes a magical shortcut and drives down the steps and straight through the
large boarded up double doors that lead into the art college, it’s almost as if either the
building or the car, my sister and I have transformed into ethereal spirit like substance and are
able to traverse the blocked entranceway like ghosts passing easily through a solid wall.
Once on the other side of the grimy dreary college façade and just beyond the familiar old
quadrangle we are treated to a beautiful stunning countryside landscape of rolling heavenly alpine
We drive through this blissful landscape for some time before eventually arriving at the end of a
field which overlooks a huge motorway cutting through the landscape, the highway is reminiscent of
a big motorway that cuts through a hilly siding on the way to London.
I stand a while reflecting on the motorway before I continue to walk through the beautiful fields
Later in the evening after walking many miles I eventually come upon a surreal futuristic fusion
chamber out in the middle of a dusky countryside field, the machine is surrounded by an incredible
glow of pulsating lights some of which are strangely dark and yet still light.
An archetypal Superman like character steps into the reactor via a small portal and undergoes an
amazing transformation, I watch as the superhero morphs in the style of a stop motion animation
into many different types of vehicles and transportation including land, air and water based craft.
The superhero’s metamorphosis starts off in two-dimensions and then progresses onto more solid
three-dimensional shapes, the various vehicles are very positive and uplifting of which a silver
cruise ship is most memorable and pleasing to look at.
Thoughts: *Whilst visiting England last week I passed by my old art college which has indeed been shut down, my dream version of college looked just like the sad neglected waking life version. This dream is probably about getting back in touch with my artistic side (as represented in part by the universal feminine or my sister and also more obviously in the imagery of the neglected art college). Perhaps by overcoming obstacles which aren’t really there (the ghost like boarded up entranceway) I can find happiness, peace, positive transformation and the means to travel and cope with many different life experiences (the numerous positive vehicles and craft of air, land and sea) via my art, perhaps in a personal therapeutic sort of way.
Dream 1: Day of the donut – I find myself invited to the (dream) house of a manager who is responsible for s specific (and probably relevant) department at my place of work, I have been invited along with some other unfamiliar male and female work colleagues. The manager shows me how he has decorated the walls and ceilings of his living room with a most strange toned down psychedelic marbled metallic patterned wallpaper, the room seems curiously familiar and I’m sure I’ve dreamt of it before in one guise or another, I reflect on the wallpaper and wonder why he papered the ceiling as it seems so unconventional. As I mix with the other guests I am introduced to a lady who is a Gemini, I chat with her for a few moments and find her quite captivating and find everything she has to say very interesting. I feel very happy to meet her as she is so charming but unfortunately I don’t have long to talk with her before she is whisked away and absorbed into the crowd of other guests and work colleagues. As I browse around the manager’s apartment I see an open cardboard egg box container resting on a table which is full of donuts, there aren’t quite the usual six donuts (or eggs!) in the box as the sixth donut has been partially eaten with a bite missing. Later on as the party is in full swing I decide to discreetly leave, on my way out I see a large artists portfolio sandwiched between a bureau and a wall. I take the portfolio for myself it doesn’t feel like stealing as I feel it could have been sold to me if I had asked but regardless of this I don’t pay for it and leave without anyone seeing me.
Dream 2: The melting lovers – I witness a very sexual and surreal scene of a man and woman rolling and sliding about having sex on a white tiled floor in a deep pool of some kind of thick viscous gelatinous fluid. The drama is queasily sensual and arousing almost to the point of being transcendent. The lovers appear to lose themselves in one another, their body color fades leaving them transparent and their form begins to further liquefy and melt into one before finally dissolving and becoming one with the pool of fluid.
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Daytime and I find myself travelling along a vaguely familiar motorway, rather than use a car I am
lying face down and hovering just an inch or two above the road and am being pulled along by a
magical motorised football sized metallic sphere. The feeling of being pulled along by the ball is
very pleasant and makes me feel semi lucid (vaguely similar kinds of gravity sensations were felt
as in a falling dream).
The sphere is very responsive to my thoughts and when I want to go quicker it immediately complies
with my wish, it would seem to be a living thing and very receptive to my impulses.
I am suddenly made aware of a change in the law regarding the speed limit whilst driving in the wet
on a motorway, the speed limit has been abolished and now one can drive as fast as one wishes, it
seems like a positive thing (in the dream).
I zip in and out of the traffic with great ease when I suddenly get the urge to look in my rear
view mirror (although I was not inside a vehicle as such the mirror still existed). Looking in the
mirror I’m shocked to see one or two men who look vaguely like me wandering aimlessly behind me
across the motorway, it immediately becomes apparent that these are the ghosts of people who have
been killed in motorway accidents in the past.
It’s at this point the vividness of the dream steps up a level and I begin to have something of a
The ghosts (which look solid, real and very life like and not all like a traditional ghost like a
white sheet or blanket) start to grab onto my legs as if to hang onto me and hitch a ride, I manage
to shake the grasping ghosts free and will my magic sphere vehicle to pull me forwards and away
from the frightening ghosts.
As I head uphill towards a tunnel I hear the chilling wails and cries of the ghosts I managed to
shake free tapering off behind me “Help me” they cry hauntingly “Help me”.
Thoughts: Last night I had the strong intention and made big efforts to have a lucid dream and it did seem to work even if the drama was a bit unnerving, the sensation of moving or of gravity or of falling was very familiar to those special sort of lucid dreams although this was quite fun compared to those falling dreams. Three areas I’m trying to focus on with the intention of trying to improve my lucid dreams and hopefully even out of body experiences are to get more quality sleep, improve my diet and take regular light exercise. The above dream was actually very positive regardless of the ghosts. The magic sphere may represent wholeness, the motorway a quick and dynamic route to where I want to be heading in life which is perhaps away from the past as represented by the clinging ghosts.
Dream 1: The female football deity – Daytime and I find myself outdoors on a soccer pitch playing in a football match. My team is made up of the usual compliment of male players many of whom are favourite footballers from when I was little. The opposition team consists of one giant woman. The beautiful colossus is something like a statuesque Greek goddess in short robes which show off her shapely legs and her long Roman sandals. My team does everything possible to try and score a goal past the giant lady but to no avail, the ball simply ricochets off her towering shins like a miniscule ping pong ball.
Dream 3: The wedding anniversary – (A very lengthy dream which I’ve decided to record in full as certain areas seemed very important and significant). Daytime and I find myself inside a specific oriental take away shop in my childhood hometown the little take away is called ‘The Golden Horse’ in waking life which may be symbolically significant (I still need to check up on this symbolism). My wife is at the counter ordering some food for us both, my wife seems very motherly and more mature than I am but it’s not so much that I feel like a child it’s just that I don’t feel very grounded or with it. Whilst my wife makes the order I play a slot machine the kind with spinning reels with pictures on them which need to be aligned and matched in order to win a money prize (this is often a recurring dream symbol for me). On the first spin of the reels (there are five reels) I manage to match 4 lemon symbols out of the 5 reels and win a cash prize of £3. Our food order is prepared and my wife beckons me to leave but before going I quickly have one more go on the slot machine and manage to win the jackpot of £22 by matching all 5 reels with the (apparent) best symbol of a lemon tree branch full of blossom. My money prize is delivered into the collection trough in the form of a shower of shiny golden coins each denominated in the number 20. Some suspicious characters watch over me as I scoop up the coins and fill my pockets I sense that they are covetous and jealous of my good fortune. My wife and I then go out into the street where we see a scene of terrible agitation and commotion, some young ruffian children are spitefully teasing and being hostile towards some vagrants, the tramps in turn become quite hostile too at being provoked and start screeching and screaming back at the little thugs to be left alone. We carry on walking and I suddenly notice that I am accompanied by a vaguely familiar child who looks like a boy I went to primary school with (this boy’s surname may vaguely be symbolic, he has appeared in a few of my past dreams). On the surface the boy seems mentally retarded or perhaps deeply introverted, I decide to help the boy as we walk by talking to him about his problems, I want to somehow cure the boy. As we walk I realise that we have strayed into a beautiful park and my wife has walked on ahead of us up the hill towards my Nan’s house where we planned to eat our fish and chips. I feel a bit panicky and want to catch up with her because I feel helpless without her and that I have been neglecting her. At my Nan’s house we all sit down in the kitchen with some unfamiliar yet familiar dream acquaintances to eat the take away meal, the special food is to celebrate the wedding anniversary of my wife and I. Before joining everyone at the table I become distracted by a documentary or some news footage showing on the television, I’m completely captivated by the story and can’t take my eyes away from the TV. The news story concerns the real life story (real within the dream) with live footage as it happens of a solitary male hostage being held in a far off country. As I watch the television I’m aware of two factions parked in large armoured off-road vehicles on my Nan’s driveway outside. One group represents the captors and the other a kind of FBI negotiations team. I sense that the situation or stand-off is extremely tense and very real. Back in doors and I continue to gaze at the television, I watch as the hostage lets out an anguished cry for freedom from his restraints to which his captors come and brutally beat him. In fact the captors decide to kill the man by beating him with bamboo rods and hacking at him with machetes, the man falls to the jungle floor and is trampled and stamped upon by his tormentors before finally (and bizarrely) one of the captors rides a camel on top of the man and completely crushes him into the earth (a terribly shocking and horrifying scene). Afterwards an African wooden ritual or tribal like mask is nailed to the dead man’s face in some kind of superstitious attempt to stop his spirit escaping. (Just as a note I can’t think where such a terrible scene came from, only to add that the camel is something of a recurring symbol at the moment). After watching the documentary my wife and her sister announce that they are taking me out for an anniversary surprise. They take me to a large part out door part indoor market with many stalls all selling second hand antiques and brick-a-brack. My wife parks the car we came in right next to a stall which is selling old perambulators, once out of the car I immediately note that our own car looks just like a perambulator too only larger, I warn my wife that by parking the car so close to the other prams it might get sold by mistake by somebody thinking that it was for sale. We each wander off by ourselves about the stalls where I decide to try and look for a present for a close friend, whilst browsing the stalls I see some ornaments shaped like Kermit the frog from The Muppet Show. One of the ornamental Kermit’s is stood upright and is a bedside lamp with a small bulb inside his green opaque alabaster head which creates a soft pleasant glow. The other Kermit also standing upright appears to be an air freshener filled with potpourri, incense or talcum powder. I have the dream memory that I owned these Kermit items when I was younger or that they were ornaments in my childhood home (but this is just a dream memory though). Later on I find myself inside a small bar which is situated on a pier I am accompanied by the English actor Nigel Havers who is in turn accompanied by a lady friend. I’m involved in a strange scene with Nigel whereby we are trying to winch up a garbage truck off the shoreline of the beach onto the top of a barge or dredger, it is a difficult task as the winch cable keeps twisting but we eventually manage to do it. Meanwhile my wife is sat at a party table in one of the bars cosy booth areas with friends most of whom are unfamiliar to me, a little bottle of champagne is opened and a glass is offered to me. I want to join her and I feel that she wants me to join her at the table but I’m very distracted and confused with all of the goings on. Two novelty anniversary presents of t-shirts with a visual gag on the front are brought out for me and the husband of one of my wife’s friends. One of the cartoons or gags on the t-shirts is an amusing allegory about virility whilst the other t-shirt has a similarly humorous fable about fidelity. After the party at the bar I return back to the Oriental take away shop from right at the beginning of the dream where I help the chef in the rear kitchen to make some home made choc ices, I watch as the chef cleaves slices of water ice looking ice-cream from a great slab with a curved cheese cutting blade. I roll my small blocks of ice in the chocolate sauce and then coat them in peanuts. A female work colleague is sat at a bar stool and small table in the shop and asks me in a round about sort of way if I’m available, I feel very confused by the proposition and puzzle over her question before finally say no awkwardly as I remember that I am married. The work colleague aggresses her current partner who is also sat silently at the other side of the table from her as if to let out her anger and frustrations at my rejection. She aggresses me too because of my negative reply and stares at me with piercing blue eyes just like her boyfriend has and who also stares at me too. It’s at this point the proceedings are interrupted and some gruesome severed overly large animal heads are brought into the shop and paraded about the room on large platters by royal looking servants or knaves.