Lucid Intent? Yes Lucid Technique: WBTB
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[lucid assignment: let the dream direct itself, and just go along with the plot as an extra would ... but don't let on that your goal is to closely observe everything about the dream. If necessary, fool other dream characters into thinking you're not lucid by acting the way they expect you to act in the situations that are thrown at you]
I'm back in boarding academy in a science lab and become aware that I've traveled back in time. I don't think it's such a big deal, but then I see that our school is on the very outer fringes of the effects of a nuclear bomb exploding some distance away. As I look out the window, I see the dust cloud come around the edge of a building, but then the wind suddenly pushes it back.
Dream memory tells me that I witnessed this happen, and the year was 1973. Later on in the news, we were told the explosion was a dud. I go up to a girl who's a classmate of mine, and who seems about my age (17) and ask her if she remembers the incident all those many years ago.
She says she was a baby at the time, and she was watching a Sesame Street episode when it happened.
Fuzzy dream logic has again played out, for it doesn't occur to me that if I've traveled back in time, the explosion would have just happened and she wouldn't know anything because the only effect was the dust starting to come around the side of the building. And I'm 54, not 17; also, the year I went to this boarding academy was 1970 to 1971. And obviously this dream character was confusing me even more by talking as if it was now 2008.
I wake up and feel too lazy to record the dream, even though the dvr is only inches away from pillow on the table at the head of my bed. I try to just memorize it, but start slipping in and out of a dreamy state. This oddly causes me to confabulate memories of the dream that didn't happen, including seeing an abstract shape of what looks like scrambled praying mantis legs.
THAT wakes me up, and I feel a little startled about how my brain was fooling me into thinking that I had dreamed other things earlier than what I actually did (couldn't remember the other "dream memory confabulations").
It's close to 6 AM and I have to get up early anyway, so I stay awake. However, as I go about my morning routine, I see there's a terrible nor'easter raging outside and I won't be able to go by car to run any of my errands. Finally, I just take an Aleve and go back to bed at 10 AM, lying on my back while listening in my stereo headphones to "endorphinwaves" (a "binaural beat" piece that someone I talked to online uploaded a while back).
I go in and out of the dream state a number of times, and also catch myself waking up because I'm snoring (always happens when I sleep on my back). The odd thing about the snoring deal is that I notice that it's my BODY snoring and not really ME. I don't know quite how to explain that -- like I was separate from my body when I observed that.
But what happens next perhaps explains it. I have about eight or nine "OBE dreams" -- and I want to call them that, because I was in a different bedroom each time that I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stepped out of my body. However, I didn't notice each time that I was in an unfamiliar bedroom. On the other hand, I'm very aware that I've been having the experiences too many times to remember them all.
(But I do remember the last one.)
I am lying in a bed in a third-floor apartment, thinking it was my own, and snapping out of my body to step out into the room. I start "shaping" myself into something different than my waking self by touching my body and "sending" energy into it. As I do this, I can feel the shape of my body changing. At first, it's not clear what I'm changing into -- but when I touch my skull, it begins to expand into a large egg-shaped head. I touch my forehead, and it expands upwards so that it's very high. My eyes transform into large, almond shapes.
Oh my god, I think to myself, I'm making myself into a space alien!
I touch my arms and legs and they become spindly and thin.
Finally, I wake up at 1:18 PM ... in the afternoon.