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I become aware that I'm dreaming while floating in what seems to be dark space with dim, hazy rays of light piercing the blackness. I start falling into the void, and I go faster and faster, but don't worry about it all for a while. I wonder if I'm falling into a black hole, because it feels like I'm being vacuumed apart. It's at this point I start to worry about little things like, "What if I collide with something?"
Immediately my flight slows down and I find myself going back upwards through a furnace in a basement. Once more I start to worry, this time about getting burnt if I pass through the part of the furnace where there are flames.
Finally I come up through a floor and then am hovering over the carpet of my old bedroom in I____, California ... but not only do I think it's where I presently live, but it's also a dorm room and I have roommates, and dream logic tells me that this is in the boarding academy I'm presently attending (dream memory).
I zip back into my sleeping form on a nearby bed, and then experiment with going in and out of the dream state by shaking my head back and forth very slightly. Each time I come out of it, I think, Oh that's right, I'm 55 years old and I live by myself, but then when I go back into the dream I immediately forget that. Finally, I try a new technique for waking up -- I open my eyes as wide as I can. It works and I wake up.
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In a highly cohesive dream, (dream) friends of mine and I are going through the process of becomeing superheroes and gods. For some reason, this doesn't seem like such a big deal to me -- almost like it's old hat. I'm absorbing immense amounts of power from electric lines in some national park. The others are having different things happen to them (forgotten). (The special effects of the dream were quite spectacular and realistic, although I can't really recall too many details about them now that I'm awake).
I have to go somewhere to pick up some gas and there is none -- so I make some by materializing it.
More happens (forgotten) and at the end of the dream, I'm almost touching a wall socket on a telephone pole and absorbing arcs of electricity right out of it.
My feet rise up in the air, and I realize I've absorbed enough. I tell one of the other "gods" to touch the wall socket, too, but they're hesitant to do so -- which I don't understand.
I wake up, eat a banana, and go back to sleep.
In a new dream, I ooze off the edge of my bed as a way of going out of body. I don't seem to notice that I'm back in the house we lived in in N___, Michigan (a recurring house in my dreams). I hear my real life supervisor, M___, talk about her son having parasites (not true IRL) and I seem to have dream knowledge that she and her son live here.
I push my astral form through the floor, but not easily. On the way to the basement, I have to pass through something hot and I wonder if I'm going through the furnace. Finally in the basement, I see M___'s son sleeping on a couch. I touch his elbow and heal him. He wakes up and thanks me.
Abruptly, I shoot to a new scene ... an accident where an investigator is looking for clues in the debris in the middle of an intersection. He sees me and hauls me off by the arm. He wants me to call the accident victim's mother and shout, "Help!"
I don't understand this, but when we get around the corner he hands me an odd, plastic microphone.
I say I don't want to do it and he pleads with me -- but I wonder seriously how it will sound for someone to yell that right after a real accident has happened?!
The microphone is some sort of beeper. It buzzes and then I loudly yell, "Help!" But I start laughing at how foolish the whole thing seems, and try to run away -- people are starting to come from around the corner because they're worried there's more trouble.
But he won't let me leave. I wake up.