I have just had the very first true lucid dream of my life
Wow, am I amazed. I lay down for a nap - set my alarm for 1 hour, 40 mins later and fell asleep quickly. . . . .
Next thing I am aware of I am in a workshop standing in front of two men I know, one of which I last saw at Earthdance, 2011 and the other of which I last saw in person in 2005. They both have the same first name, Peter.
The two Peters were talking about something being built in this workshop and I was standing in front of them. I was trying to figure out what was going on but I knew I recognized them. I started kind of moaning or groaning and the Peter I last saw in 2005 asked me what was wrong. I told him I was really really high and that this was not real. At that moment I was convinced I had smoked a huge dose of DMT and completely forgotten. I remembered I had been planning on smoking after dinner tonight. . . . .
They chuckled and rolled their eyes and asked what I was on. As I was trying to explain DMT and my GVG I quickly looked around and had a blast of a realization: This is NOT hyperspace! Then it hit me - Holy _ _ _ _ I MUST be dreaming! This is a lucid dream! I am dreaming! This is a dream!
I kept repeating this over and over to myself because EVERY single other time when this had happened (I realized I was dreaming within a dream) the very moment I became lucid I would spontaneously awaken. I kept testing it, over and over.
But I did not awaken. The Peters kept looking at me. I chuckled and told them, "Wow! I was wrong. This is not a trip. It's a dream. I am dreaming this guys! This is a dream!" They laughed, looked at each other, then the Peter from 2005 reached to his toolbelt and removed a walkie-talkie. He wanted me to tell someone on the other end of the line that this was all just a dream.
I looked at the walkie-talkie and it was covered in a huge number of buttons, switches, lights, controls, etc. The face of this communications device was the most DMT element (in appearance) in this dream due to it's sheer amount of complexity, number of colored lights etc. I laughed out loud and told Peter that I did not know how to operate these new-fangled Post-Modern devices. He laughed back and showed me the correct switch. I pressed it and spoke into the device telling whoever was there, "This is all just a dream of mine." There was no reply. The Peters smiled and I returned the walkie-talkie.
I then wished them good luck and said goodbye as I ascended out of there via flying. In the past flying had always been my first lucid dream impulse and that's when I would awaken. I did not awaken.
As I exited the building I realized it was dark. Really dark. Greyness was everywhere. Not one city or car or technology light to be seen for as far as I could see. No stars or moon visible above as if it were foggy. As I continued to ascend, I could see a very large tree with many, many black, leafless branches spreading out into infinite sub-branchings. I was slowly getting closer to it.
I was no longer in control and feeling kind of freaked out. I had been lucid for so darned long. It was actually kind of worrying me in a vague, anxious way. So, I simply took one last look around and one last look at that tree and . . . . told myself to wake up.
My eyes opened.
Amazing and uniquely, fantastically novel experience for me! I sense a HUGE amount of potential here with this altered state. And it is fascinating that no drugs are required to get there.
I would like to be able to do some working and exploring within the lucid dream state. Yet, given my hit rate . . . . one every 43 years, . . . it is not boding well for a repeat performance within my lifetime. . .
Peace & Loave
Wow, am I amazed. I lay down for a nap - set my alarm for 1 hour, 40 mins later and fell asleep quickly. . . . .
Next thing I am aware of I am in a workshop standing in front of two men I know, one of which I last saw at Earthdance, 2011 and the other of which I last saw in person in 2005. They both have the same first name, Peter.
The two Peters were talking about something being built in this workshop and I was standing in front of them. I was trying to figure out what was going on but I knew I recognized them. I started kind of moaning or groaning and the Peter I last saw in 2005 asked me what was wrong. I told him I was really really high and that this was not real. At that moment I was convinced I had smoked a huge dose of DMT and completely forgotten. I remembered I had been planning on smoking after dinner tonight. . . . .
They chuckled and rolled their eyes and asked what I was on. As I was trying to explain DMT and my GVG I quickly looked around and had a blast of a realization: This is NOT hyperspace! Then it hit me - Holy _ _ _ _ I MUST be dreaming! This is a lucid dream! I am dreaming! This is a dream!
I kept repeating this over and over to myself because EVERY single other time when this had happened (I realized I was dreaming within a dream) the very moment I became lucid I would spontaneously awaken. I kept testing it, over and over.
But I did not awaken. The Peters kept looking at me. I chuckled and told them, "Wow! I was wrong. This is not a trip. It's a dream. I am dreaming this guys! This is a dream!" They laughed, looked at each other, then the Peter from 2005 reached to his toolbelt and removed a walkie-talkie. He wanted me to tell someone on the other end of the line that this was all just a dream.
I looked at the walkie-talkie and it was covered in a huge number of buttons, switches, lights, controls, etc. The face of this communications device was the most DMT element (in appearance) in this dream due to it's sheer amount of complexity, number of colored lights etc. I laughed out loud and told Peter that I did not know how to operate these new-fangled Post-Modern devices. He laughed back and showed me the correct switch. I pressed it and spoke into the device telling whoever was there, "This is all just a dream of mine." There was no reply. The Peters smiled and I returned the walkie-talkie.
I then wished them good luck and said goodbye as I ascended out of there via flying. In the past flying had always been my first lucid dream impulse and that's when I would awaken. I did not awaken.
As I exited the building I realized it was dark. Really dark. Greyness was everywhere. Not one city or car or technology light to be seen for as far as I could see. No stars or moon visible above as if it were foggy. As I continued to ascend, I could see a very large tree with many, many black, leafless branches spreading out into infinite sub-branchings. I was slowly getting closer to it.
I was no longer in control and feeling kind of freaked out. I had been lucid for so darned long. It was actually kind of worrying me in a vague, anxious way. So, I simply took one last look around and one last look at that tree and . . . . told myself to wake up.
My eyes opened.
Amazing and uniquely, fantastically novel experience for me! I sense a HUGE amount of potential here with this altered state. And it is fascinating that no drugs are required to get there.
I would like to be able to do some working and exploring within the lucid dream state. Yet, given my hit rate . . . . one every 43 years, . . . it is not boding well for a repeat performance within my lifetime. . .
Peace & Loave
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