Journal Entry: Dreams

This is a journal entry about a dream I had.

On this particular night, I had a hard time getting to sleep. I discovered that day that I would have to finish 50 hours of coursework in the small time frame of only about 3 weeks and it has been driving me completely mad. Anyway, this was the reason I couldn't sleep. I had attempted to, and even had the warm snuggles and comfort of my boyfriend beside me, but nevertheless I could not fall asleep. I was physically and mentally drained, though I knew what my night would entail, so I said, "f**k it!" and got out of bed, made coffee, and went to work on coursework alone in my garage. 

I am the worst procrastinator and got distracted by various things, but I finished a bit of Economic homework, which bores me deep down to the bone... grunnttss... anyway, I made my way back upstairs, smoked a one-hitter of some indica, (which I should have done in the first place) and got back into bed where I then was calm enough to sleep, but not quite there yet. I decided I would attempt to lucid dream. I was pretty stoned, so not very focused, but to get myself into this state (a tactic my friend taught me) I focused on something repetitive that I would do if I was awake, something realistic that is tangible and I can control. So, I focused on an image of me holding a beaded bracelet over my index fingers, pointed at me, as I touch each bead with my thumb and roll the bracelet to the right, over my index fingers. It may be a complicate thing for some people to focus on, but this is something I do as a nervous habit so it is very vivid in my imagination. 

I had this crazy, vivid, but blurry mess of a lucid dream, probably because I was stoned (idk, just a theory.) and I didn't attempt to control anything, I just let it flow. After I woke up the next morning, I remembered most of it but it faded from my short term memory except for bits and pieces. It frustrates me >.< 

The first part of it I completely understood, the beginning of this dream I was my future self, looking at my little journal/sketchbook, the one that my lover got me last Christmas. It is about halfway full in reality, at this current moment. In my dream, it was full, and colorful, bright, vivid. I felt proud and joy, and warmth on my face. I flipped through the pages quickly with my thumb, glancing at various entries only but for a second. 

The second part I can remember, I am at some sort of music festival, or concert venue that was outdoors. There were people with passes, skinny jeans, snap-back hats, someone with a skateboard, people with backpacks, some guy playing an electric guitar that isn't hooked up, and people standing and sitting around but this does not seem like an area open to the public or very heavily trafficked, sort of like backstage but it is strange. A lot of these people I didn't recognize, but some of them I did, but I said hello to many of them. I met one of my adolescent idols, and continued walking down. It was outdoors, there were trees to the right of me, and it seemed to be summer, very bright out, sunny, and the grass was bright green almost blinding me. The emotions I felt were nervous and excited. I held my head up high as I walked, kind of prissy or just proud in my stance. 

The last part of this dream I can remember wasn't so vivid. I was at a party, in a high-fashion designed house, very modern, but everything was sort of dark. Overcast kind of, as if it was barely lit, or I was drunk, or fucked up or something. Oh, I know exactly how to explain how I was seeing, like a vengette, or tunnel vision. There was a live band playing, I was holding champagne, and laughing at someone sitting in a white loveseat. I couldn't understand what people were saying. 

The next thing I knew, I was awake in my bed with the sun shining on me. 

Author's Note

What are your opinions on lucid dreaming?

Reviews

[Skuldaegz]

Interesting stuff. I have 'semi-lucid' dreams on a somewhat regular basis (I know I'm dreaming, but the moment I realize I am dreaming i begin to get sucked back into the waking world by an impossible force which can take a lot of focus to subdue, which just wakes me up further, unfortunately. They usually involve recurring characters, some who just want to chill, and some who are always on a mission. I have had a few good ones, though. They can be crazy, and difficult to control (at least for me), but very satisfying.

Ever tried to take an object from a dream into the waking world during a lucid dream? That can have some fun results.

[RaeStems]

Oooh, I want to try that sometime!

My favorite lucid dream I have ever had was both magnificent, and mind blowing, solely because my best friend had the same one on the same night. We both dreamt we were walking up a stairway and at the top we jumped off and could fly and I was spinning around and my hair was blowing in the breeze, everything was purple and cloudy, and I yelled out to him and he answered me. When he told me he had a lucid dream where he climbed stairs and was flying and calling out for me trying to find me I just lost it! It blew my mind completely.