lucid

I was taking a nap today after missing a lot of sleep this week on the job, when i dreamed I was looking from outside my house from the street towards my front door. There was a package there. I knew I had ordered something earlier in the week but did not expect it so soon. When I woke, I remembered the package, what it looked like and the amazon label on it. I was like, if I open my front door and there is a package there it means I astral projected out of my body and saw that package. Sure enough...it was in the exact same spot I saw it from the road in my dream..which I now know was not a dream but a pure out of body experience or remote viewing..cool stuff!!

This was an Astral Projection mislabeled as a dream. I did this last night and still remember every single aspect of it, as the average dream recall only lasts about 4 minutes after waking up, I find this to be proof positive that I indeed projected. There were other characters there and it feels like I know them. The event starts as I am watching rocks fall from the sky and absolutely crush anything in their path. The trees were just demolished and I could hear the crushing and breaking, and smell the insides of the trees, the leaves and the feeling of sheer devastation. I was standing alongside a road and could see the giant rocks as they fell all over the sky. Some were small and I dodged them as they came in my direction. The smell of the topsoil being turned as they hit the earth and buried themselves or skidded along and ripped the ground apart was in the air. I slid down the embankment to avoid being hit by another rock as other people were running for their lives. I never saw any fireballs. I found this odd. I was talking to another person there and we were trying to figure out what it was. We decided it was either an asteroid belt or we were in the debris field of a passing planetary body. I said lets go see...and then I was aboard a mothership in earth's orbit. This thing was huge. It looked like a battleship but in space. We wandered all around inside and tried to open doors inside until we came upon a room filled with slabs of what looked like Ice, inside were people frozen. At least they looked like people. I turned a switch and they all woke up. I was talking to this short female with red hair and a striped shirt and told her lets go checkout this other room, with turned out to be a large open area like a locker room, when all the frozen people began walking in. There was a 7 foot talk black dude who started talking to me if I knew Mat Collins...( this dude i went to school with, who i really didn't like) I told they guy that Mat was dead, and that he died in Iraq.( I made that up, I don't know if he is really dead, but I don't like him and didn't give a shit about lying to the 7 foot tall alien dude. Then a bug came out of the corner of his mouth..a big roach came out of the corner of his mouth, and it was gross. He then opened his mouth which turned out to be a big as a basketball and the inside of his mouth had about 100 teeth and his tongue was the size of a toilet lid. There were about 20 or 30 bugs inside his mouth, I think they lived there..they just sort of crawled around in his mouth. It was this moment I realized this dude was a lower dimensional being and I was in the astral plane. He was trying to scare me, but it didn't work, I simply told him laters and me and the redhead female left the mothership. I went back to earth by thought, and the earth was on fire at this point. There was too much smoke to see and I gave up on the experience and woke up.

I braved a heroic dose of melatonin and tripped my ass off, all the way to the center of the earth. Gravity had reversed itself and the earth was hollow and the clouds were the bottom of the ocean and huge sharks looked like they were flying in the ocean clouds. I was walking through a forest and found an old warning sign laying on the ground. For some reason I got the impression the sign was from Norway? It was yellow, had strange writing on it. I tried to take out a piece of paper in the dream and copy them down, even though I was lucid, i was apparently still stupid because I pulled out my cell phone and started taking pictures of the sign and the sharks in the sky. I don't know what I was thinking by trying to take pictures of everything, I knew I was dreaming but who knows... I still laugh at myself for that. Later on, I'm in a large mansion and it felt like I was working for the owner of the house as security. I got a strange phone call on my cell, and it was my ex... I have not spoken to her in about a shit ton of years, and she was crying and asking me why i never called her and that she was going to have a baby.? I was like ...wait the fuck up a second. Why you calling me with this shit? But I played along for shits and giggles, obviously my subconscious wants to fuck with me about something. Anyway, things got more strange as my phone started falling apart and was being held together with crayons, packing tape and the wooden part of a hammer. At this point, I'm like this shit has gotten to weird and I've had enough of the crazy train and I woke up.

Had several dreams last night, only one was Lucid.

First dream took place at an unfamiliar house, but in the dream the house belonged to me and it seemed as if this place was part central. All of the dream characters were strangers to me. Just your standard party dream with drinking and being stupid. Things got out of control eventually and faded to the next day where me and some dude were talking about maybe not having another party the next night. [ This is funny because I had just joined this site and my dream was full of strangers celebrating ] Later in the dream I was throwing a football with one my old college fraternity house brothers. I was telling him about the time i smoked dank and passed out standing up hahaha. He was like, "Yeah dude you can't hold that shit in too long or you will fall out". I have started actually talking outloud to characters in my dreams, and this has become a trigger because I wake up but stay in the dream state, because I can hear myself talking in reality, but the dream keeps right on playing. I have been tempted to try to stand up and remain in the dream state. For some reason I resort to whispering to dream characters because once I start talking out loud, I can't go back to mentally thinking what I want to tell everyone in the dream. So, later on in the dream it turns into my typical first person shooter [ Playing too much Farcry will do that] I rocket launchered a semi carrying a load of canned ham...then had to explain to police why my dream boiled over into reality and that I didn't really mean to shoot a RPG into traffic [ false awakening]. Then i woke up, saying WTF?