Thread: Pascal's Dream Journal

GAAAAAAAAAAH! Dratsit. I've been feeling down because I've only been getting regular dreams for a long time and so I didn't put them down here (This is supposed to be a site about LD and not regular dreaming) and... and... last night I had another lucid dream! Hooray but... my dream recall is once again mostly shot. T_T. And that's bad. God only knows I might have had several last night!

In any case, I'm only writing down my lucid here because that's the only one I can vaguely remember. I don't know why I can remember this, but my mind was apparently very busy last night. I somehow feel I must have had close to 10 dreams last night. Mass amounts of dreams. I felt like I went through several days worth of dreaming and frankly I woke up rather refreshed with the alarm clock but wishing I could catch just a few more Zzzs just for the dreams. Why tonight? Well, maybe my self is trying to heal me. I've had a lot of psychological pain lately and told myself that I need to be restored, but I'm not sure exactly what to do, just tell me. Because it's my subconscious I notified it about using dreams (and to try again and again until I could get good recall). Once I can get a recall of all it wants to say, I can then get busy with interpretation. (Sticks his Carl Jung brain on)

Dream 11.0

Ok, so I can only remember vague details about this dream. One is that I was walking down the street when I suddenly realized I was dreaming. I didn't even do a reality check, I just knew. It had that "presence" if you know what mean.

I stopped, I wanted to try flying again, it was fun and I enjoyed it last time and maybe I could get further then I could then. But I'd need to improve on my speed, Mach 2 wasn't going to do it (I'm apparently very greedy when it comes to exploring). So I did just that, simply felt myself lift and my body went up, it shot straight up and as I poured on the speed I was eventually going so fast that I had to close my eyes from the wind... That was a bad thing. Turns out that I need goggles in my dreams for wind sheer, remind me to build a pair IRL to allow me to reach higher speeds when they eventually become part of my dreams.

In any case, I experienced something here I know I've heard others talk about. Once you close your eyes for any period of time, it's REALLY hard to open them again. I stopped, but it felt like they were "stuck". I'm not sure how I got them open again, but eventually I did and I was back on the ground. I was a bit scared though for a while, that I was going to have an entire lucid dream stuck looking at the backs of my eyelids. It made me aware that I was actually able to see myself blink in my dreams and it happens rather often, I just tune it out normally like I do IRL. But blinking is fine, closing my eyes... not fine. Defective dream eye-lids.

In any case, it did give me enough lucidity (no pun intended) to realize that flying off to Anduruna like I had tried last time wasn't a goal I REALLY wanted at the moment. However, I did know what I wanted to do. I wanted to try and speak to God.

Ok, this is now entering the weird realm of my mind. To me, the dreamworld is somewhat more sacred then my profane everyday life. And hence, there is a possibility (even out of sheer lack of experience) that I can experience God more through dreams. I'm not the first, lots of people have had spiritual experiences in dreams, and I have actually had my own fair share as well. Whether the logic obsessed wish to argue over this is up to them, it's my life and thats how I choose to believe .

So. I wanted to talk to God, but I somehow felt I had to find him first, and my first thought was to try and find the temple of my soul. I didn't know where I was in the dream at the time, it looked like a residential block, but I didn't recognize it as any particular place (it was just weird and typically vacant of people I could talk too... all of my dreams need more people - my dream soul feels alone and unloved ) so... finding a church like that would be difficult. So I tried thinking about God's name, in particular, I was using Yaweh, or a pronunciation of the ineffable name because the idea of a tetragrammon strikes me as cool. Poor God...

Just then though, I noticed that there was a sign in one of the nearby windows at the end of the block. It was digital and was displaying words. And as I said that pronunciation, the sign changed, flipping over to a rather similar word, but not the same... almost like it was correcting me. Now this annoys me, because this is where my DR got really bad. I remember that I could READ the text, I even remember being excited that I could read it because you normally can't do that in dreams (they normally shift or change alot - even in my dreams) But these words I could read. I was apparently finding things that excited me to know, but when I woke up... I could remember none of it.

How do I explain to God that I forgot our conversation, or ask if he was trying to have a fun chit-chat through a digital sign? Which would be hilarious, because that would be the first literal "sign" God decided to use . Not sign, but you know... a real physical SIGN sign. Get it? God apparently has a sense of irony and humor - and it's awesome. Of course, if I can't remember it, there is always a chance, my mind was fooling me into being excited and I really didn't see anything at all... the dream did end after that and I was noticing weird fading effects by the time I got to the third segment.

Anyways, maybe I'll try to pray next time (I just can't close my eyes while doing so) or figure something else out. But in any case, I did have my second lucid dream that I recorded on this site. WOOHOO!