Level of Lucidity:
Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Technique: WBTB
This dream has been viewed 7459 times.
I'm in a school
classroom. I'm watching a movie on a TV about aliens taking over.
one of them comes right through the door into the classroom that I'm in. It
grabs onto someone and takes over her body, and while it doesn't show right
away, I know that she will soon act like one of them -- although I seem to already
have advance knowledge that she won't look like them, but will rather start
transforming into a giant.
I run to another
classroom and try to tell a teacher what's happening. He laughs at me and tells
me that my story is preposterous. Meanwhile, the girl (already larger) and the
now-human-looking alien have followed me and have evil smiles on their faces.
I run from
classroom to classroom, finally giving up on getting anyone to believe me. At
the same time, they are secretly taking over more students' bodies.
very tall students in gym clothes come striding along. They simply announce
that they are now aliens and are going to kill all earthlings. People start
to scream and run while the two guys grow even more, popping out of all their
clothes except for the super-stretch gym shorts they're wearing.
I feel some
kind of transformation going on in my own body, too -- did they already infect
me? I reason that if I fight against them, maybe the infection will make me
into a good alien. So I punch one of the two guys hard in the chest and he goes
flying quite a distance.
I feel more of the change occurring inside of me. I'm becoming a good alien.
I wake up.
Level of Lucidity:
Level of Cohesiveness:
This dream has been viewed 8830 times.
[in real life, I was at a two-day convention for my job and stayed in a room at the hotel it was being held at -- I was so
exhausted last night that I slept very deeply and had intense dreams]
I half wake up and notice that I'm in a very comfortable sleeping position on my stomach, with my arms akimbo -- one
arm toward the head of the bed, the other toward the foot of the bed. They both feel kind of buzzy and sleep paralyzed.
I realize that I can probably make the feeling spread back through my whole body, so I focus on falling back into the
Instead, I find myself oozing like liquid off the side of the bed. When I stand up, I realize that I must be out of body in
my hotel room. However, there are many people there, and the layout of the room has changed. But I don't notice this,
fully believing that I have gone out of body into the real life world.
I try to get a kid who is watching TV to notice me. He doesn't, so I walk right through him and stop when my body shape
is lined up with his. I feel certain he will notice me now that I'm in his body, but he still doesn't. Finally, I leave the area
of his body and go over to the TV and pass right into it. Then I turn around and make it so my face is just coming
through the TV screen. I can feel the pixels of the screen digitizing my face into a thousand dots, and am sure that if
anything will get his attention, it will be this; but it also doesn't work.
The hotel room alarm clock goes off and I shut it off and go back to sleep.
I'm in a dormitory situation back in college, and quite a few confusing things happen. Finally I become lucid and go
outside. There are a couple of young boys who seem to also realize that it's a dream, and they decide to hurt me just for
the fun of it -- because it's a dream and it's not real anyway.
Defending myself, I cause light beams to shoot out of my eyes and fell a tall tree. As it falls towards them, the dream
deteriorates and the giant tree becomes more like a sapling. Determined now, I use the same light beams to ignite the
top of the plant so that it will at least burn them when it lands on them.
But it lands inside a kitchen of the dormitory I just left. Furthermore, there are no outside walls to the dorm anymore so
you can just look inside and see all the rooms. A woman is working in the kitchen and the burning tree lands on her head
and sets her on fire -- and she drops dead on the kitchen floor.
I seem remarkably apathetic about the tragic turn of events. I rationalize it, telling myself it's just a dream.
I wake up and am horrified by the attitude I had at the end.
It was interesting that one minute I was upset that the boys wanted to hurt me "because it's just a dream," and yet after the
woman died, I had the same thought without remembering that the boys had just had it.