edit sorry everyone I am new here. I re-posted this entry in the dream diary forum.
Just an hour or so ago I had my fourth lucid dream ever. It was longer than the first three that I remember.
The first part of the dream was vivid, and not lucid. I was flying around in this cylindrical corridor and kept entering a tube in the top of this huge tower with speckled marble all over it. (hence my handle…heh) I would fly into it, and then I’d be in the same room as though it was telescoping. There was a robot I kept flying past that was wailing about love and affection, some sort of allusion to Frankenstein I guess.
Anyway, eventually I was set gently down on the ground. The tower I had been flying into was now about the same height I was (I apparently had grown, or the room got smaller by many magnifications) and I was in a room. The floors, and the tower were covered in beautiful speckled marble. There were many windows with soft blue light coming through them, and one exit from the room which led to a dark, brown colored room.
I looked at the tower and I remember saying: “Wow that’s pretty…” and smiling. Then I looked around, and I said: “Wait a minute…I am dreaming!” And I walked around in the room…it was as vivid as my typing this forum post is now. I touched the solid marble counter in front of me and then I declared: “I’m having a lucid dream!” WHOOSH! I woke up. I was rather excited and couldn’t get back to sleep so here I am now.
I wrote down my whole dream in my dream journal (I had been keeping one for a while, for some reason I stopped for a few months, but this experience has inspired me to start taking it seriously).
What I was amazed by was how permanent everything in the dream seemed. That is, the room and objects in it were permanent, not fuzzy and squishy like in bad-food dreams. The key difference of course was that I was choosing where to look, where to walk, what to touch, what to say, etc.
If anyone wants to comment or help introduce me to the resources on this site I’d appreciate it!
A little about me: My biggest hobby is spontaneous piano improvisation. Perhaps this has helped encourage my brain to enter a state of spontaneous creation and has greased the lucid dream machine? I couldn’t have lucid dreams before I started playing. Or rather, I don’t remember any. I remember a lot of vivid dreams but its only in the last couple of years (I am 22 years old) that I’ve had several real lucid dreams.
edit I forgot to add that I kept a dream journal for months, then stopped for a while. Now that I’ve had this dream I am starting up again. This last lucid dream has been entered into the journal.
