Prophecy and Telekinesis – The Greatest Lucid Dream of My Life
I woke up in my room, but there was someone next to me. I felt around, then looked to see who it was. It was my friend Alma, who I had just dropped off at home after picking up from the airport. I asked her, how did you get here, she didn’t know. I asked if my family had noticed her come in, she didn’t know. In fact, she had no answers for me, other than “I don’t know, I just woke up,” so I decided to look at the clock to check if this was a dream or not…and my digital clock had no answer to what time it was, I was lucid!!
I went out to the living room and saw my family sitting watching TV. I left the house, but was instantly driving my truck. Alma and a girl friend of hers were both riding in the back. Then her friend, who I will refer to as punker girl, grabbed and tickled me. As we were driving on a curving cliff road, the tickle started us over the side. As we were falling, I thought in my head that this is only a dream, and when we land, I will be safe…the fall was just as vivid as a real one.
Once landed, I turned and told the girls to hold hands in the form of a circle and we would use our intent to get back up to the road. But no dice.
Then as if in a instant, we were driving again. This time I was in the passenger seat, the girls in the back still, and a man who I did not know or communicate with was driving. My attention was almost completely captivated by punker girl. We kept talking, and I felt a strong connection to her for a reason I couldn’t identify.
As we were talking on this trip, she told me that we were going to meet soon in the future. I kept asking her questions, so that I could remember her and talk to her when we met. She said she thought I was hot ever since she saw me on the bus. I asked what bus, and she said I looked like the guy from that movie Roadtrip, the guy that made the pot that couldn’t be tested by any drug test. She also said that it’s all heavy black guys nowadays, while looking at a magazine (I still have no idea what that meant). I read her tattoos, but can only remember that they had a lot of red in them.
She was really good at controlling MY dream and said she had a ton of experience with lucid dreaming. Alma chimed in and validated her claim.
I tried my hardest to control any little aspect of the dream, but every attempt left me in no control at all. The girls even made fun of me for trying the moves like on Dragon Ball Z in a futile attempt to move something. Then the ride was over, we were where we were going…
We came up to a doorway that had two big doors, like at a doctors office or something. Once through the door, I tried to move a desk…and it moved! But with a huge delay, so I turned around and saw a women in a lab coat moving it. In my mind, I kept thinking, how can all of my dream characters control MY dream, but I can’t!
I asked her to help me learn how to control my lucid dreams, and she agreed, then told me to follow. The girls did not come with us, they left as I was getting ready to follow the lab coat woman down the hallway. The woman, who I will refer to as Dr. Labcoat, told me that my “speech cognition was really good.” I said thanks, not really knowing what she meant.
Then we reached a room at the end of the hallway with some other lab coat people walking around, a chair in the middle of the room, and some type of machine in the corner of the room.
She sat me down, then put some diodes on my head. I kept clapping and rubbing my hands in order to stay lucid longer, I wanted the procedure to work in a hope that my subconscious would somehow unlock the power of controlling the lucid dream for subsequent lucid dreams.
I sat there for a few seconds, then turned around, and saw a previous college roommate. But he was frozen! I asked what was wrong, and he replied by touching an object and freezing it. I told him I was super hot, so I got up and gave him a hug in order to warm him up. Right after I did so, Dr. Labcoat turned to me and told me “I couldn’t control that,” Meaning that my roommate was not planned or something, at least that’s the feeling that I got from it.
Then everything started to fade to black. NO! I tried everything, but couldn’t stay any longer. I woke up in sleep paralysis, and tried to desperately go back into the dream. Then, as I was coming out of SP, I heard the loudest bell sound off, DING! Just like a front desk hotel bell. Wasn’t my phone, wasn’t any other “thing” I could attribute to this sound. Then I was back in waking reality.
The entire dream was so vivid and real, that it felt like I was somewhere else. Still haven’t come across Punker Girl in real life or in my dreams.
Where are you from?: Riverside County, CA
Was this your first lucid Dream?: No, but most intense and lucid as of yet
How many lucid dreams have you had?: Multiple