Zödra

I was in front of a mirror, as soon as I saw it I thought I don't want to look in that. Why am I afraid of looking in mirrors? This is a dream! I picked it up and saw myself with a full beard, which I thought was the funniest thing ever. I dropped the mirror and turned around, then I was standing in a backyard! I don't even think about doing a reality check, I know that it is a dream (I forgot that there are points for it ). I have run through my head what to do over and over, but it is very hazy. Stabilize! I barely remember. It doesn't seem like a dream at all, it seems like I am just being an idiot in real life and looking at my hands, listening, and trying to feel the breeze around me (I always forget to look around more to get that stabilized). I didn't look around to see my surroundings much, but there is nice grass under my feet, and I am in the back yard of a four story mansion. I can feel it now though, I am in the dream, I almost take off running, but what I wanted to do rushed into my mind. I have to summon something! I reach in my pocket, and nothing is in there, I knew that would happen, so I went on to plan B for summoning, I closed my eyes and thought Of course it is not in there, you left the Red Bull in your back pocket. I reach back there, and pull out a small Red Bull can, it is about three inches high. I pop the top and start drinking. It tastes a lot sweeter than Red Bull, I don't really like Red Bull anyways, but Red Bull gives you wings, and I want to fly.

It takes about thirty seconds to down the tiny can. I look around at the back yard and I am floating, I do not have wings though, but I am floating! I am above the four story house almost at the tops of the trees that I will be trying to go over in a second. One eye messes up and everything looks less clear from that eye. I completely forget how to stabilize and wake into a false awakening into the same back yard that I was just in, but I am completely absorbed in the next dream.

When I was younger I had some dream experiences that went with the laws of physics being thrown out the window. Very cool times and both of them I even questioned reality. Here are two old dreams:

Age: 5

It was night in the city. There was a huge building that I wanted to climb and on the outside I could see these floating red things. I went into the building and it looked a lot like a Zelda dungeon, but I had never played Zelda before, it took me a long time to get to the floor with the red things floating outside, and when I got there I realized that it was red couches. 3 of them, with people filling all the seats but one. I float over to the couch and began talking to the people there. I don't remember the conversation, but it seemed amazing. Very good time, but then I flew down to the ground and attempted to get back up to the couches from inside the building again. I make it back up after a long amount of time, but it seems like the distance from the building is farther and the ground farther, and like such a long time since I first flew. I started thinking that this might be a dream, but they told me to fly to them and I took a leap of faith (like a little Boss) (I was very much in control at this time, before it seemed like I was just doing the first thing that popped into my head, now I was thinking). I woke up when I hit the couch.

age: 14

I was standing on a building next to my friend (he is my brother in law now) and my sister was telling me how awesome he was because he could do this. She pointed to him and he jumped in the air and floated away. "I can do that!" I said, and jumped and floated away. I started flying everywhere, but the more I landed, the harder it was to get in the sky, at first I had to jump, then double jump, and then I had to jump off of high heights. I flew into my window and walked to the stairs, 19 stairs. I knew that if I jumped I would be able to fly, but my rational side of my brain started working. That was a dream that you were flying, you woke up now and you can't fly. you'll kill yourself. then the other side of my brain I have been flying all day, I haven't woken up yet. I stared at the stairs, not knowing if it was a dream or not until I woke up.

notes:
I was very much into dreams at this point, telling a lot of people about my dreams, but I had never heard of them before, so I didn't know about them at this time. The stairs that I was staring at I can imagine and looked exactly like my parents actual stairs that they still have, so there was nothing there to give me the idea I was in a dream. I did not know what a reality check was. Had I realized I was in a dream, I might have been an oneironaut sooner in life.

age: 16

I was going to my friend's house for a party (the same one from the story above), which was really weird since he hated large groups at the time. It was an entire block party and I was going around socializing when all of the sudden it clicks that "I can fly!" I flew around for a while really high, then went back to the party hoping to talk to some gals. (this was right before I started liking my wife). As I landed I did a bunch of flips accidentally before I hit the ground. These flips alerted me to the fact that I was only wearing boxers and I was in the middle of a party. I didn't really care about the embarrassment, but I spent the remainder of the dream looking for clothes.