I had a pretty fun lucid dream during my normally non-lucid sleep cycle. It’s the weekend, no work so no excuse to write down some lucid dreams should I have them.
I’m on the street parking my car in this stall that belongs to a pizza place that I wasn’t going to because I wanted to go to an arcade beside it.
The was a cop that parked a police truck behind me, and I realized that I was dreaming so though it would be funny to the cop to see me lift up my car and move it to another stall which I did. The car was weightless, no effort in moving it needed.
In the arcade there was this man with a dog, he was sitting on a couch and the dog was behind him, and he was sitting on his dog, but being a dream I didn’t really care about that particular detail considering where I was.
I go to check some of the games, being that it’s a dream I thought must be cool to see video games in an arcade inside a dream. I play one and it’s just playing a real game, you would think it was a real arcade and some game developer spent the last year with a team creating it. It was more old school 2d scroller like defender but still really fun to play.
I see myself and I don’t look like I do in real life. I was another person, kind of nerdier looking than normal. I had almost a stereotypical look of geekiness with a bowl cut hair style, white shirt, pocket protector, suspenders I mean it was funny. I didn’t mind seeing myself this way because I knew again it was a dream, I was fully conscious and I can play along in these role-playing like simulations just fine.
But being that I looked that way the dream characters were treating me not so kindly. There was this one guy kind of your stereotypical jock with longer hair, I must have been in some retro-80’s theme because he looked like he had banger hair. He was giving a hard time calling me names like geek and nerd but his girl friend didn’t like his attitude towards me. She was also kind of stereotypical with a white dress, hair with a ribbon and comes up to me and apologizes for her boyfriend.
I tell her I really don’t mind, it’s just a dream. I don’t really look like this, more a 46 year old fat guy thing going in real life. She laughs thinking that was really funny. But I decide to just be honest with this dream character and tell her, “No really, I’m not actually this guy at all, I am in a dream, I am dreaming and actually I think I self-identify as a dreamer not a human when I am here.”
She finds that reply very interesting, “What do you mean it’s a dream?”
I tell her, “Well, I love to dream so here I am enjoying a wonderful and slightly strange dream.”
She asks me, “How long have you been aware that you are dreaming?”
I laugh and tell her, “Oh for a very very long time. This isn’t my first lucid dream.”
Her boyfriend is looking angry at me by this point. He doesn’t like me talking with her. He stands off not to far making sure he can listen in and see me.
She asks me, “Would you like to go for a walk?”
“Sure” I tell her and we leave the Arcade. As I leave I still see the man sitting on his dog on the couch and shake my head. “That’s just weird dude.” I tell him.
Her boyfriend is pissed and he follows, as I walk I kind of taunt him by shaking my hips and pointing my finger at his girlfriend as she walks ahead leading the way. He looks at me and scowls. I laugh. We walk to some lot that has a forklift and she is asking me questions like, “Is this a dream for real?” and I just nod or say yes.
Finally her boyfriend has had enough, he grabs me in a head lock and yells at me to leave her alone. “She’s the one who asked me to go for a walk so we could talk, not you.” I tell him.
I break the head lock and push him back a few feet. “You really don’t want to pick a fight with me.” I tell him. “Not here at least.” and I force push him back like a jedi. He runs off yelling he will be back with his friends to kick my ass. His girlfriend telling him to just go and not come back. I tell her he can come back if he want’s but I’m more than ready for him. I decide to anchor myself at this point because I was aware the dream was creating drama. I rooted myself in the dream and my persona breaks as I shift into who I more or less appear as in waking life but I beef up the dream avatar so a nicer muscular look I mean… it’s a dream so why not. And not only do I look younger but I like the vitality feeling of the muscles, I feel physically strong in this simulated body. I laugh and tell her, “See, I’m ready.” And I throw up a couple of fists and impersonate Donald Duck’s classic boxing pose.
She becomes interested in the forklift and wants to try to raise the forks etc. I think it’s kind of fun too being a dream and all so no real sense of danger. I ride on the forks as she raises them but I notice the engineering of the forklift is all wrong. It has an obvious cartoon like appeal to the gears and the more I look at the off details the more exaggerated they become but regardless it still lifts up and down fine.
“See, dreaming is fun.” I tell her.
“I still don’t know how you know this is a dream?” she asks. And we start to walk, I look up at the sky and see stars but I shape them into a fractal cluster pattern and she looks up seeing them shift. “Are you doing that?” she asks.
“Doing what?” I reply.
“Making the stars move.” she notes.
“I can do more than make the stars move.” I tell her as I cause the sky to start to transform into a fractal pattern and animate. “I love fractals, and this is a great place practice the art.”
The sky animates beautifully and she is just amazed and spell bound by it. “You really are dreaming! It’s beautiful.” she tells me.
“It’s just fun, like living art for me. Always something new and exciting.” I tell her. I cause a ghost form of my former identity to fly in the sky his nerdy look with a super man fist sticking out and the other to his chest, but the legs are more ghost wisps like a dress.
We walk back to the arcade but it has changed to some type of martial arts temple. She goes inside first but I stop because the guy with the couch is now outside and he is still sitting on his dog. “Really? You are going to sit on your dog all day?” I tell him and shake my head. I notice she is gone and I walk inside the building. The entrance room is dark, there are these ornate pillars with these circular wheel like centers at each joint.
Her boyfriend is there and he’s pissed he lunges at me but instead of fighting him like he expected I put out my hand and go a little more like Darth Vader causing his momentum to completely stop. While this is happening these other shadow figures start to crawl down the pillars like Gollum. His face turns ghoulish, a gray zombie like skin and eyes bulging. I laugh and use my focus to strip this dark energy out from him but of course it has to go into me, and I can feel it briefly causing me to transform like he did but I snap back.
Two other figures attack they too have this ghoul like look and same technique I just suck that dark energy out of the both of them and root myself. This other figure emerges from the ceiling and I pull out this plastic bottle cap, charge it and flick it at him causing this force like explosion which knocks him up against the ceiling. Kind of like Gambit from Xmen, who said reading comics was a waste of time. Maybe in the real world but here you can emulate all sorts of super powers.
I drop down to do a super-leap and jump up to the top level where I see an opening. I walk down this hall and it opens up back into a normal room where on this couch sits his girlfriend and another girl. She lights up happy to see me.
“You’re boyfriend has some serious jealousy issues.” I tell her.
She asks me if I was ok and I reply, “I’m fine, nothing I can’t handle. Like I said, I know it’s a dream so I can cheat a little.”
Her friend stands up and gives me a hug. Then has me sit down between the two of them on the couch, and I check, there is no dog. Not much to report after though because apparently a full bladder is a great interruption to a fun dream and woke up. I guess I should have practiced by way of the bathroom before sleep.
Fortunately, this let me go back to sleep and have another lucid dream, except I lost lucidity in it part way through so it’s pretty layered under other dreams. What I do remember of it, I was at some movie theater where they had this draw to be on a talk show. When I realized I was dreaming, I didn’t stabilize or ground so that didn’t help establish a good solid connection in the dream. Likely why I slipped into a non-lucid dream shortly after.
But while lucid, I wasn’t picked for the show but though it would be fun to just go anyways, so I went with this group of people and just created my own invitation to the show. The problem was the long flight, the dream kindly made a requirement to fly which I foolishly engaged thinking that I had to travel to the show and that is when I let the dream drama finally win and draw me back into the immersion of the dream. The rest of the dream was really long, so it was hard to remember even the lucid part on waking. Probably needed the sleep.