I’ve had plenty of lucid dreams; ask any of my friends and they’ll say I’ve ranted to them about it plenty. However, just last night, it had been taken to the very next level.
A series of lucids. Beginning in a school setting with me simply manipulating the environment, exploring the weird properties that allow rooms to hold entire cities and empty midnight streets to morph into classrooms. I messed around, controlled dream characters ( this is actually the first time I’ve had such a degree of control that I’ve been able to manipulate DC’s so powerfully) and enjoy the gift of telekinetic powers. I let the dream proceed naturally besides the occasional manipulation. It brought me to a party where I entered a break dancing competition around a fire at night. My newfound acrobatic skills were quite enjoyable… The next part of the dream brought me to a car ride with a few secret agents. I was in the passenger seat. I was ordered to execute one of the agents in the back seat, and so I telekinetically pointed a gun at his head. I then refused, at which point the other agent in the back seat shot him. I had more memory of this moment this morning, but it wasn’t an important part of the dream, comparatively, so I forget what happened next…
This is where the good stuff starts to happen. I am floating up into the night sky. Brilliant, beautiful lights of all colors flash and dance, disappear and reappear, all across the sky. In the dream I thought to myself ” This is incredibly beautiful. It reminds me of some of the DMT trip reports I have read about.” Then I begin to descend into some sort of greek style parthenon, but without any walls or ceiling. It is absolutely huge, buzzing with activity of different people doing different things. I descend right into the middle, where the Goddess of Dreams awaits me. She talks to me for a while, though I forget what she says. Then she brings me over to a door and reaches inside. She brings out an insignia that belonged to a pair of ancient greek heroes. My personal design, she said, was similar, however my design consisted of only the flower-part of this pair’s insignia. At this point I was thinking “well how cool. I will remember to research this in the morning. What I must do now, though, is do some field work. I need to ask her some questions.” So I asked her if the mind survived when the physical body died. She said ” You already know the answer to that.” At which point I began to give her some half-assed answer, but as I spoke information flooded my mind. It told me that the mind as we experience it is unique to physical perception, but that the mind, as a broad term meaning thoughts and awareness, does indeed exist even after the physical body dies. The only thing that changes is the way in which it organizes perception.
So then I let the dream carry on, checking out the awe-some world that I am exploring. Paying close attention to the facial features of the goddess so that I could remember what she looked like ( which is ironic because no matter HOW hard I tried, I could not keep the image of her face in my mind, only an impression. Which is doubly weird because later that night in another lucid dream I visited her again.)
I ended up in a room that propelled me into a weird state of being where I no longer felt I had a body. Instead I felt every cell buzzing as an individual unit. It felt very very very cold, like the cold was a fluid making its way around each and every cell, encasing it. I also somehow understood I was in an in-between state between this dream reality and the physical reality. Not in the way that I was partially awake, but I felt I was witnessing a cooperative process, as in I was resting in the connection between the two states. What I saw was the process of creation of physical reality. How it is constantly upheld by a propulsion of thoughts into a more intense state until finally it manifests as a part of physical reality. It looked something like this: I was my vision was completely filled with blue. I had 360 degree vision. All the sudden I saw concepts come from me and propel outward. As they got further away they became physical reality. This was coupled with an understanding of what was going on. I woke up after that, very excited. It most definitely motivated me to further explore the realm our awareness visits when our body is asleep.
That’s exciting! Sounds like you are very familiar with the dream realm. Monotomics (Oniros in particular) can provide a new level of awareness/manipulation in the dream state for people. I’m curious how it would influence your already vivid dream experiences. Give it a read!
This is insane man! I just posted this on the discussion board https://www.highexistence.com/topic/attention-lucid-dreamers/
I reckon we have a lot to talk about. Have you heard at all about Carl Jung’s dream archetypes? If not I suggest you read up a bit on it. When I met the Old man/Old Father archetype I remember looking at the great detail on his face, looking at each wrinkle. But when I woke up I couldn’t really remember what he looked like, I only remember that when I did look it was intensely detailed. Also wondering if you smoke pot? do you find it affects your dreaming ability? I hear it can suppress REM cycles so that it makes dreaming in the deepest REM cycle (5) hard to accomplish