Hello everyone, I am new here and after lurking for a bit I decided to join.
I found this site after reading Robert Waggoner’s book “Lucid Dreaming: Gateway to the Inner Self”. He mentions some DC’s whose control over the dream rivals that of the dreamer, and I’m wondering if anyone else has had any experiences similar to that.
I’m also wondering if anyone who had more experience than I could provide their insight as to who or what these dream characters are, and what their purpose (if any) is.
I’ll share a few of my dreams where I’ve encountered extremely powerful beings acting of their own volition, overriding my dream intentions.
This one is from around 6 months ago:
This character was the most powerful being I have ever encountered in a dream, possessing the capabilities of not only mitigating the control I could usually exert over a dream but also possessing the ability to obliterate both the dream landscape and me (causing me to die). I don’t remember his face, but I remember he was tall (maybe 6’4), thin, and was wearing a tuxedo while holding a briefcase. The setting of the dream was a stereotypical 50’s American suburb, with all houses and plots of land looking exactly the same, extending infinitely in all directions. The dream went as follows:
I wake up about 2 blocks away from the house in which the dream character resides. I realize I’m dreaming, so I decide to fly to that house specifically (I don’t know why I chose that house, I just felt a “pull” of sorts to it). I opened the door and saw that entity. I realized instantaneously that it was malicious and thus needed to be eradicated. However, when I tried to Avada Kedavra him, he simply waved the spell away (I say “waved”, but in reality the entity waves his hand like a musical conductor and caused the spell to disintegrate.) He then exploded. This caused a nuclear explosion, complete with mushroom cloud and blinding light, that decimated the entire area. I then died, respawned, and chose to wake up instead of rechallenging him.
The most peculiar part of the entire experience was that upon seeing that being, I knew that I was going to die and any efforts on my part to either postpone or avert my inevitable demise were in vain.
This LD is from 3-12-15:
I woke up in a house on a water fall, probably my house. The house was lavishly furnished and ornately detailed. There were double doors (French) leading to a large room / hallway with a balcony. A window covered the entirety of the room. On a table I asked to see the black scrapbook from a previous LD. Unfortunately, even after trying to move away and then look back at it to switch the scenery, all I saw were pages and pages of organic chemistry reactions. However, inside the book were two pages of interesting designs with beautiful colors. In the middle was an orange of pulchritude unparalleled. Look out the window, I saw a water fall and a shit load of trees. Beyond that were grassy plains stretching as far as the eye could see. I decided to fly and initiate a fight to test out my powers. A flew out the window and then was like “let’s go!” To the girl, who could also fly. I kind of wanted it to turn into a nightmare so I could destroy it, but it didn’t. I flew at her and tried to one shot her (like Soi Fon’s Suzumebachi) but she dodged. Some onlookers were there as well. I think I tried to initiate a sex dream, and the dream got fuzzy. I managed to stabilize it tho.
This is the most recent one, from 8-1-15:
I had a dream where I was on some icy planet. I saw a yellow dragon’s (or of a reptilian sort) eye encased in ice and said I have to be dreaming. The eye was insanely realistic. After stabilizing the dream by looking at my hand and back to the environment twice, I turned to Owen and told him to take my hand. He didn’t speak. We flew off the planet, and as we ascended it was just ice and a pattern for such a long time, for so long that at one point I wondered if it would ever end. It was like gray zigzags on a pure white backdrop, and it seemed like a fractal as we flew out. We flew to some sort of house or building. I had trouble landing and flying to some degree, which is odd because that rarely happens. There was one time where I was going to walk or something I thought to myself that I’m self imposing these rules. I saw a beautiful dream sculpture like thing made of all different colors in weird shapes strewn across a wall as I looked through the window inside the building. I remarked that I wished I could draw it in WPR. Several dream characters were there, some standing, some sitting, and I said “Will all thought forms please disappear”. Nothing happened, and some dream figure boy was like "You can’t do that yet ". He had brown hair and I think freckles, and his female caretaker was also with him. I asked why, and he said because you need something. I asked what again, and he said the Bible. I scoffed and he told me to follow him. We went into this room with his female caretaker. I bent down, took his head into my hands and thanked him. He said aren’t you relieved, and I said no. He told me that at least a God exists. I said I guess. I realized that this LD was lasting a long time and wanted to wake up to make sure I could remember it.
Could it be that these fragments of myself represent different aspects or intentions contrary to either my waking life / lucid awareness in that moment? What causes those ideas to manifest themselves in those particular forms? Why did they choose to act the way they did?
If none of the above are true, how would I go about interacting with them to figure out their true intentions? For example, in the first LD, that DC was insanely powerful. Would he simply be amenable to conversation if he could destroy the entire dreamscape?
Has anyone else experienced something similar to these types of DC’s?
