Wednesday/May/20/2020
Lucid Dream # 5 of 2020
Tornado Recognized (Sort Of) Watch Reality Check
Conversation with A Lucid Dream Character/Running Naked Through The Snow
I had done a brief wake back to bed. I wasn't feeling very good. I had a massive headache most likely mostly from needing caffeine. I got a little caffeine in me and decided to go back to sleep.
Once back to sleep I was having a series of extremely vivid and wonderful dreams being with my puppy. I would wake briefly and fall back to sleep and she was still with me. I didn't want to wake up from it. I was afraid to even take notes during my brief wakings because I was worried that I would wake up too much and be unable to fall back to sleep. I wanted to stay in these vivid happy dreams I was having for as long as I possibly could.
Eventually, I'm in my house which is not my house. It's an apartment but on the inside it looks like my place for the most part except for the view outside the window isn't anything like my yard. It's like looking out from an apartment complex. And there is a nearby train tacks that I can see. There is a train tracks near my place in reality but no so close as is in the dream. In reality I can't see it from my window.
There is some guy with me that I feel like I know in waking life, but don't really know who he is. There is some other people in the house doing their own thing I wasn't interacting with but I'm aware they are there.
Looking out the window the clouds are dark, I see a massive tornado already touching down on the ground. It's scary, billowing black clouds swirling in a massive funnel. I tell the guy I'm with about the tornado and he looks out the window to see it with me. The tornado is not moving overly fast and I'm not sure if it's coming in this direction. But the longer I watch it I can tell it is coming in our direction.
I know that there is no possible way I'm going to be able to survive it if it hits my apartment. I have no means of shelter at all and my apartment will be ripped to pieces. The best I can do is lay in a center room and hope for the best.
At this point I decided that I'm going to call my mom and let her know that I'm probably about to be killed by a tornado and say goodbye. I pick up my phone and surprisingly for a dream phone I have no trouble seeing moms number listed in my contacts and I click on it and my phone calls her. Mom is on the phone almost instantly. As I hear moms voice I can see the tornado engulf a train on the nearby train tracks and train cars are being hurled through the sky. I try to tell mom about the tornado but she is interrupting me. I hear moms voice say "I need you to listen to me very carefully." I get the impression that mom already knows about the tornado and is trying to give me some kind of instructions that are going to save my life.
There is a gap in my recall here. I'm not sure what happens. Did I wake briefly? I'm not sure. But as the dream continues I get distracted by something in the house and have completely forgotten about the tornado outside. Until that is, I suddenly remember there was a tornado outside.
The guy I was with previously is still with me and I mention the tornado again. We look outside and it's now a bright clear sunny day. I have this feeling now, that the reason the tornado disappeared is because I stopped focusing on it and forgot about it so it's gone. But now that I'm thinking about it again and looking for it, that might cause the tornado to reappear. And sure enough, almost instantly as that thought passes through my mind a wall of darkness sweeps across the window startling me. "I knew It!" I exclaim.
In that moment lucidity washes over me as I'm aware that this is how dreams can work. To the guy standing next to me I say "Oh my god this is a dream."
In that moment he turns his head and looks at me not denying it, just seeming to believe me. I say to him "I'm going to do a reality check and prove it." I turn my wrist and look at my watch. He is looking at my watch as well. The numbers are very difficult to make out which is a good sign right there. I turn my wrist this way and that trying to get the numbers to show up more clearly. I'm able to see them, but not very well. I don't remember what the numbers were. As my friend is watching I put my right hand over the face of the watch and take it away. It seems like the numbers change. I do it twice more, and even though the numbers are still difficult to make out it seems they change each time I uncover them. I say to my friend standing next to me. "Good enough, I already know this is a dream anyways."
By now the tornado is completely forgotten and no longer a thing. I turn to the kitchen where I thought the other people in the house are but they are gone. To my friend I say. "I was going to let them know we are dreaming but they are gone. I just like to do that sometimes. But they are gone so whatever, they are just dream characters anyways, not real."
At this point my friend has a tennis ball and he is casually bouncing it off the wall. I've been feeling like he is a real person but in that moment I realize he is probably not. I say to him. "Then again you're probably not real either, just created by my mind." He looks at me and kind of smirks I don't remember if he says something here or not. But I have the feeling he believes himself to be a real person. My friend bounces the ball off the wall again. " Do you have your own thoughts?" I ask, I'm very curious now, fascinated. If he is just a character created by my mind. I'm wondering what is going on in his head. Does he really have thoughts of his own? or just reacting to me.
He responds to me with assurance that he believes himself to be a real person and that he is indeed having thoughts of his own. Then I explain to him that usually when I'm lucid dreaming with someone I know, they don't remember it the next day. "Do you think you are going to remember this when we wake up?" I ask. He nods and says that he is pretty sure he will remember this dream. Then I think about it for second and I'm not even fully sure I'm going to remember this when I wake up. I look around and it's such a powerfully vivid dream that I'm pretty sure I'm going to be remembering it. So I shrug off the thought. (Turns out I was correct.)
My friend continues to bounce his tennis ball on the wall. I decide that I want to go outside. Excited about this full blown lucid I'm having I want to go out and see what there is to been seen.
I exit the apartment through a sliding patio door and I'm outside the apartment complex. I realize I'm barefoot and standing in the snow. The ground has a covering of snow now, but's it's patchy in places where small patches of grass are showing through. There are many people out here doing who knows what. It's like a park, people hanging out, tossing footballs whatever.
I decide I don't care about walking through the snow barefoot in a dream, no big deal. Kind of fun actually. I can feel the slightly cold texture of the snow under my feet but it's not unpleasant and doesn't bother me. I know that there is no reason that I shouldn't be able to walk barefoot through dream snow. Everyone else I see is all bundled up in winter cloths coats and scarves and gloves and hats and all that.
At this point I decide, hell I'm not going to just go barefoot I'm going to go run through the snow completely naked. So I pull off my shirt, which is a black T-shirt. I'm already getting a few satisfyingly odd looks as people see me walking along through the a snowy winter scene shirtless and no shoes on. I go to pull my pants down and I have a tennis ball coming out of my pocket. I'm thinking I must have accidentally carried and tennis ball out with me, as bouncing a tennis ball was a thing in the apartment previous. Then there is another tennis ball and another after that. I think alright, I'm not falling for this distracting trick of bottomless dream pockets with never ending tennis balls. So I forget about the damn tennis balls in my pockets and just pull my pants down while trying to run at the same time.
I'm so exhilarated at this point I start singing outload. "Running naked through the snow! Running naked through the snow!" I start getting the shitty feeling I'm going to wake up before I can get all my cloths off. As I'm running along singing with my pants still dangling around one ankle and underwear still I come out of the dream. Darn.
I don't try to go back to sleep. I just get up.
