Dreams Created 13 years ago2011-07-12 17:45:17 UTC by Soup Miner

Had some partial SP the other night trying to get into a WILD (Wake-Induced Lucid Dream) I got to a point where it felt like I had two of every limb, overlapping, but the second imagined set was only half there and then a sensation akin to 'spawining' the rest from the feet up, as well as minor REM. It got to around my ankles before I moved, jolting me back to total consciousness before I got a chance to even start dreaming.

That sounds weird as hell. Who needs drugs when you have intense dreams?

All summer I've been having recurring dreams (well, the same theme, if not the exact same content) about the first day of school. The basic idea of it was that I didn't know where to go, what to do, etc, etc. This was brought on by not knowing the busing schedules for me to get to my focus program at a different school than the one I've been going to since grade 9. Well, yesterday I got the schedule, I know which bus to get on once I get off my usual one, and last night the 'first day of school' dream went much better. I also went there in a bus that had the interior of a large WWII bomber.

Had a dream last night where Archie found the fuselage of a plane that had crashed in the desert, and he had recruited all of TWHL to make a really fancy house from the shell.
I was given the only remaining room from the second floor of the plane, so I was basically working on my own. There was a creepy guy wearing a bowler hat who I kept seeing outside of the plane, always staring at me.
I was kind of waking up at this point, but I was also wondering where this guy came from. At this point, I felt something at my side, as if someone had put their hand on my bed so they could lean over and stare into my face. I actually shuddered in disgust before I realised I should also be terrified.
That was a weird experience.

That was me. I was over your bed staring into your face with my bowler hat, then I ran off.

If you jumped out the window, that would explain the red smear on the pavement below.

I was up for about an hour or so in the morning, then I went back to sleep. I had a rather lucid dream, although I can't remember what it was about. All I remember is that unlike most times when I become aware of the fact that I was dreaming, I could say and do things without acting it out with my body and waking myself up. I just needed to be patient and not push too hard.
Since this was the first time I could control anything, I didn't want to push too hard and wake myself up, so I just let the dream progress naturally, giving a small push here and there, having a conscious choice in what I said to people. It was quite interesting overall.

[Edit]I had a series of interesting dreams last night. The first, a quite vivid dream, I had a pocketwatch that could turn back time. I skipped backwards in time a few times, along the way picking up an asian man who wanted to see how the clock worked. After a few time jumps, the watch sprang apart, evidently overstressed. We were stuck in the fifties, on a beach. I picked up all the pieces, and with nothing better to do until I managed to figure out how to put it back together, I wandered into the nearest building. It was a church, very sparsely decorated like a Protestant church, but the priest was doing a Catholic style Tridentine Mass. The churchgoers were segregated, the regular people separated from the students of a local school for the developmentally disabled. The priest made an insulting comment about them, and then the dream ended.

I had another dream, all I remember is that there was a dark red pool of some extremely viscous fluid, near the entrance to a cave. I cut my wrist and let the blood fall into it. I assume I had to do this to make something happen, perhaps so I could pass into the cave.

The last dream, I was on a desert island with some friends, and it was blocky like Minecraft. One of my friends managed to spawn toast blocks. I was confused.