SORRY FOR THE ESSAY, I LOVE DETAILS, AND DREAMS FASCINATE ME
PLEASE READ IF INTERESTED!
I thought I'd give you another one from my dream journal. For me the point of a dream journal was to try and learn more about my dreams, and recognising certain elements in my dreams in an attempt to lucid dream! For those that don't know, lucid dreaming is when you realise you are asleep and dreaming, without waking up, after this recognition, you can learn to control your dreams in about anyway you can imagine!
There are a number of actual techniques to try to achieve this state but it seems quite hard; journalling is just one way to try and tune the brain I guess.
Surprisingly though! It seems to be working! For the first time the other night, I had some sort of...something... It's hard to explain, during the dream (ignore the other details), I had Harry Potter style magic and a wand, whilst dreaming I reasoned, I reasoned what spell to use to kill a miniature Spinosaurus! It might not sound like a lot, but it is the first time I can remember actually reasoning and thinking something through in a dream as opposed to it just happening!
ANYWAY! Here's a dream I had on the 27/5/13...bare with me...it's pretty detailed:
Starts off with me in my primary school (albeit a very altered version), the country was being invaded by a foreign nation. In my attempt to escape I ran up a road and ducked down into some kind of underground carpark. From here, there was a door that lead me into some kind of school building (just imagine a relatively modern school, but underground), the school itself was a labyrinth of corridors and rooms heading out in every direction. At this point I was seemingly with other people but as we ran through the corridors I was separated.
Alone, I entered a room, it was a lecture theatre sort of room, with two people from my university that I barely know sitting down in the seats. All of a sudden I said that I was going to the toilet and that I'd come back for them. On my way to the toilet I went into another lecture theatre where there were a number of people. I called out to see if I knew anyone there, one guy from my high school was there, I left. (Keep in mind the atmosphere is pretty tense as we are getting invaded!).
All of a sudden I'm on ground level at the door to my primary school hall. A teach is there and doesn't want people cutting through the hall to evade soldiers as there is a student art exhibition set up. Eventually I got into the hall, it was dark and eerie and a load of people (including me) crept through the exhibition to another exit. I headed outside into the daylight and decided to go to the school canteen, which was now a cool little rustic looking cafe...seemingly oblivious to the invasion.
At the cafe I grabbed a bag of Doritos (Nacho Cheese flavour), as I went to pay someone pushed in front to pay for their food first, they apologised but in a really sharp tone I said 'Don't worry! I'll just wait!'. Me and the lady working there couldn't stop laughing.
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So yeah. That is a dream with most of the detail I've written down
I would really recommend to anyone that is interested in dreams, START A DREAM JOURNAL AND STICK AT IT!
