Herein, I will attempt to archive my experiences with my dreamscape. You will find this journal filled with both normal dreams and, God willing, lucid dreams as well. I am not yet well versed in attaining lucidity, but that is not to say that I have not experienced it. Lucid dreaming is very real. I, too, thought it was a crackpot idea when I first heard the notion of attaining consciousness within a dream. I am very thankful that it piqued my interest enough to give it a shot. If nothing else, I hope that this blog can act as a source of inspiration (or at least entertainment) to it's visitors.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007


So I haven't posted in quite a while. I have been recalling dreams here and there, but for the most part they are absolutely mundane. I have had way too many dreams lately about everyday life. Phooey.

Last night I had a very disappointing dream that I will run down for you.

I find myself walking towards the beach with my father. My Dad points off into the distance. I see a huge hurricane sized funnel cloud about a mile off shore, and know that it is moving towards us.

We begin running up stairs to a parking area, and board a shuttle bus to evacuate. As soon as I step onto the bus the door closes behind me and I have to remain standing as the bus starts moving.

The driver takes us down a winding road with retaining walls on both sides. My Grandmother is sitting beside me in the front seat. I ask her how the daylight savings time is treating her (umm... sure), and she gives me an exasperated response.

The bus clears the walls and begins to climb a hill before it veers off into a parking lot. I see a man in a lifelike hedgehog costume walk in front of us. Across the street is a stone building. I wonder at first why we stopped, but then I remember that this must be the hotel we are staying at.


Many things bug me about this dream. Mostly the fact that I missed two of my most established dream signs: Beaches and buses. Seriously... I have been RCing every time I see a bus for the last four months, and this entire dream takes place on a bus. What the heck is wrong with me.

Secondly; I have had dreams in the past with tornados and my Grandmother... You would think that something there would flip a switch in my head. The dream was incredibly vivid, so I should have rationalized a bit.

Wish me better luck next time :P