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Since I decided to take up lucid dreaming again, I have not written anything concerning this project, simply because nothing of interest has happened until now. Earlier today, I took a nap and experienced the fourth lucid dream in my life. Before I explain what happened, I will introduce the concept of lucid dreaming for those of you who are not familiar with it. I also refer to my first entry about lucid dreaming, written roughly ten months ago.

Lucid dreaming is easy to explain, but difficult to understand if one has not experience the phenomenon (most people never have, but some people seem to have lucid dreams every night without thinking that it is strange). I do not care to elaborate further on how extraordinary fascinating the experience of lucid dreams is, because I have already done so in my first post. In short, a lucid dream is a dream in which the dreamer is perfectly conscious of the fact that it is a dream. It feels exactly like being awake, the mind is working clearly and logically (lucidly). The environment, however, is still that of dreamland, which makes the experience very strange and, occasionally, frightening.

I say that today’s lucid dream was my fourth. Regarding the first one, I have already provided a link to an entry describing it in detail. The second one was only a few seconds long, but extremely frightening; I woke up almost immediately. The third one was very pleasant and I had some control of the environment (I decided to go skiing, and the good feeling that that instilled lingered throughout the day). However, the third one was also very short; it felt like less than one minute. That being said, let me move on to the fourth one.

I normally sleep around six hours every night, adding complementary naps during the day if necessary. Last night, I went to bed around three o’clock and woke up slightly after nine. Planning to go out for a while, I decided to take a nap between 11:40 and 12:00. I know I dreamed something the first half, but I cannot remember what. The second half, however, I remember very clearly.

It was in the form of some sort of computer game, and it was about some mysterious, hostile figures all dressed in black. The scene was a large shopping mall with two floors, everything impeccably white and shiny. The reason it felt like a computer game was that I knew what to expect. For instance, I knew that if I tried the window leading out to a small alley, I would be remorselessly gunned down. Also, I knew roughly where the enemies were, because I had played this scene before, so to speak.. So, instead, I ran for some other part of the shopping mall I had not yet tried. Then, suddenly, as I was crouching down behind a low wall for protection, I asked myself why I should be so caution; it is only a simulation anyway. This is the instance I became lucid.

Once lucid, I deliberately tried two things: to stay lucid and to relax. I did not want the dream to go away, so I focused on my every action, being conscious of movements and things around me (I have read on forums that this is generally advisable if one wants to stay lucid). I also did not want to panic as I did for my first two lucid dreams, so I also tried to relax. This was no problem this time, I only felt elation as I began to explore the upper floor of the shopping mall.

The first thing wanted to do was to interact with somebody. I tried to run towards a man walking away from me, but my motions were very slow, and he eventually escaped. I turned around to find somebody else. Since I wanted to do something with impact, I decided to hit the nearest person. It happened to be a man in a grey, tweed suit, but when I came closer, it turned out that he was a giant; I only reached to his chest, not his head as I had intended. Feeling a little bit intimidated by this discovery, I nevertheless reached out to touch him. However, my hand touched the wall next to my bed, and thus I woke up.

I am not quite familiar with the way lucid dreamers classify their dreams, but this one was certainly more lucid than the three before. I was able to relax and focus on the fact that this was a lucid dream. However, it was unsatisfactorily short, and I hope that I will be able to explore the dream more fully next time. This dream was very important though, because it tells me that I can become lucid just by focusing on my dreams for a while (it took three weeks this time). Extrapolating from previous dreams, I predict even more lucid dreams in the future. Stay tuned.

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Lucid dreaming

There probably exist things more boring than people talking about their dreams, but they are not numerous. This, however, is precisely what I am now going to do. I slept only four hours last night, setting the alarm for 7:30 AM although I have no lectures scheduled for today. I went up as usual and got a lot of things done. Then, around ten or something, I slept for half an hour. Nothing peculiar. I got up again and studied Chinese for an hour and then went back to sleep again, around 1:00 AM, setting the alarm for 1:30 AM (it still has not gone off).

Now to the weird bit. Like ordinary dreams, I cannot remember when it begun, but I found myself being someplace familiar, probably at a friend’s place, nothing fancy. And just like ordinary dreams, there was nothing coherent or lucid about anything so far. I was sitting cross-legged on the floor beside a small table, talking to whomever was in the room with me. Then, suddenly, a girl cuddles me from behind, kissing my neck softly and saying something, a greeting perhaps. This is where the dream stops being a dream and everything is perfectly lucid.

The crux is, of course, that I have no girlfriend, and, in the dream, I knew that I had not (if you like, I think you will find it easy to boil this narrative down to some sort of fantasy, but even though it might be true, that is not the point). Somehow, the scene had changed and when I opened my eyes and looked around, I was lying in my bed (exactly like I was lying when I woke up a few minutes later). I was conscious, rational, coherent and awake.

So, I woke up, what is the big deal? The girl was still there. I cannot possibly describe how odd that felt. I knew it could not be. I know for certain I have never seen her before (all I can remember now is that she had dark hair). She did not ever remind me of someone I know. I though things over for a couple of seconds, trying to find rational solutions to this conundrum. Perhaps someone had sneaked into my room while I was asleep? A practical joke of some kind? Ludicrous.

Then I realised I was still dreaming, a realisation which struck me with wonder and fear. It might be hard for you to believe this, but for several minutes I was absolutely convinced that I was awake. Yes, I felt drowsy, but something like this has never ever happened to be before. I was not simply conscious of dreaming, I was fully aware of everything that happened and, in my mind, I could reason and comment on what was going on. Having at least two friends who are interested in lucid dreaming, I had heard them speaking about it, so I actually realised that I was dreaming lucidly as well. My first thought was to get out off bed and jump (one of the friends mentioned above, said that would tell you if you were indeed dreaming or not), but the girl was sitting on the floor beside the bed and I stumbled over her.

Fear was gradually replaced by panic and mounting anxiety, why I do not know. I desperately tried to open my eyes, which were somehow still closed. All the while I struggled, the girl laughed at me, not malignantly or something, but she laughed warmly as though there was nothing more amusing in the world. Then I opened my eyes again and it stopped.

Now, thirty minutes after I woke up, the memory of the lucid dream begins to fade rapidly. I write this down because it is possibly the most incredible thing that has happened to me for a long, long time. I write it down so as not to forget how it was. I know that there are people who actively try to reach a state of lucid dreaming, but I have never counted myself among their numbers, this was purely by accident. Perhaps it would be worthwhile to explore this phenomenon more determinedly.

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