Tuesday, June 11, 2001
(My first lucid nightmare)
Okay, out of the 22 or so lucid dreams i’ve had, both long and short, bizzare and normal, this was my FIRST LUCID NIGHTMARE! At least thats what it would be called if I had to give it a name…Lucid NIGHTMARE fits just right!
There were parts of the normal dream before the part where I was lucid and aware…but I don’t recall them.
*although the first part of the lucid nightmare are unvivid, even as I write this 20 minutes after it happened, I STILL have adrenaline rushing through me I was so SCARED, the whole experiance and sensation is still fresh in my mind, and probably will be all day.
The most vivid beginning of this dream I can come up with was I was laying in the bed I was asleep at in real life…
Something was SERIOUSLY wrong with me, and I knew that the ‘devil/a ghost’ was reaching through the wall and grabbing me, and yelling at me and stuff, and I even CLEARLY REMEMBER the ghost grabbing my crotch area just once. As this was happening I’m thinking the ONLY thing I could have to fight this off with was my ‘white light’…the goodness I have in me…for all it was worth, even though I figured nothing, I was TRYING, because at this point I was FREAKING OUT, and completly horrified, all VERY REAL, VERY LUCID.
*Lucid as in the fact it in hinde sight was AMAZINGLY real, as real as any of my lucid dreams…but I didn’t realize I was in a dream.
I started screaming out to my friend in the living room, and yelling that something was seriously wrong with me. At this point I think I was ‘realeased’…but my vision, my being, everything was still VERY WRONG about this situation. I crawled/stumbled/bounced off the walls the best I could to make it out in the living room, all the while screaming and yelling out LOREN LOREN HELP.
I got out to the living room where I saw Loren taking off the security bars to a window. I had though my yelling made him think there was a burglar. I didn’t want him to do that really, but I was more worried about what was going on with ME.
I plopped on the couch, and lookd over, and was wondering why the hell Loren was not responding to my pleas for help! I looked and saw him fussing with the TV/VCR connection, and told him a ghost was trying to get me. *I firmly believed SOMETHING supernatural was happening!
One thing I must mention is, the window he was taking the bars off, and the TV he was fussing with was totally in the wrong locations…A CLEAR DREAM SIGN, but I missed it…besides, my vision and senses were HIGHLY DISTORTED!
All of a sudden…BLAM, I’m back in the room where this originated, again in the bed…hearing noises, again not being able to see well, and AGAIN totally freaking the fuck out.
At this point, I had come to my senses…I questioned without thought…“is this a dream?”…the room was dark, and I could not see as my vision was highly impared…I lifted up my arm, and I saw NO ARM where I should of definitly seen my arm no problem. It all started coming to me, and I kinda tried to ‘will’ myself out of this situation, to be exact, I ‘willed’ there to be an arm.
As I willed there to be an arm I started to see it form , and my vision become more stable…Just as this happened, I woke UP FOR REAL.
Waking up, from a sensation of total discombobulation , to complete and full eye sight, hearing, realization that I was back in the real world was INTENSE, and was an EXPERIANCE I’m glad to have gone through.
Still however, I was not totally conviced what I just experianced was a dream…I laid in bed for a second, basically ENJOYING the stability of everything around me, and the fact I could see right. I got up and RUSHED out into the living room where I was SO HAPPY to see Loren in the living room on the computer.
I asked him in a hurry, as he looked at me like I was crazy…“was I just yelling and screaming for help ?” He kinda knows of my lucid dreaming…and turned down the TV and was talking to me, saying he had heard nothing…and thats when I felt very safe, and realized that everything in hinde sight was IN FACT a dream…but even then, my heart was RACING, and my adrenaline was PUMPING to its fullest.
I sat down on the couch and began to reflect on everything, and kinda explain to him what had happened.
Was one of the most INTENSE lucid moments I have ever had…and again, I say lucid meaning that this was MORE THAN A DREAM…this was me being very aware of all my senses, and their distortion…and at the end I DID realize it was a dream, but the dream ended before I could transform it into anything other than the nightmare.
WOOHOO, im thrilled, and TOTALLY RE MOTIVATED!
I’m glad this happened too…this will totally prepare me for more ‘lucid nightmares’ , and next time I’ll be able to realize im dreaming much earlier hopefully, so I can turn it from a nightmare to an ADVENTURE!
Had to share…GL everyone, sweet dreams.
LucidLasVegas