1) I had a dream where I was in high school or something and I was teaching a science course, or auditing one so that I could later on teach. I remember I wasn't sure about some science fact the teacher had said and I was very upset that I thought she was teaching falsehoods. Then I went to another teacher to ask what the correct fact was, and it turned out to be Mary Nihjout from the Howard Hughes program, hahaha. She confirmed that I was right and the other teacher was wrong.
2) ill try and remember this dream. it comes and goes - i just know i had one.
3) I don't want to get into the details of this dream, but essentially it was a fantasy (nonsexual) of a social situation that I wish would occur but I know is futile to wish for. It was essentially like a perfect romantic outcome, and all my worries were washed away for the time this dream lasted, but upon waking up I realized how unrealistic and illogical it all was. Overall it made me very sad.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Lucid!
So I have always wanted to really have a lucid dream. I have come close before, but I woke up too fast. This time, I stayed in the dream. This is how it went...
The first thing I remember is that I took all my clothes off in a moment of desperation, frustration, and a need for total freedom. I then proceeded to run outside, where I found myself on the Duke campus, and leaving my friends behind, I went streaking throughout campus, including the loop, and the BC plaza, and somehow I ended up on an isolated part of Central Campus. At this moment, I suddenly came to my senses, still dreaming out of my control, and I became very ashamed and remorseful of what I had just done. I was embarassed and sad that I had done something so crazy. Next thing I knew,I wanted to find clothes ASAP but i had no idea where i could find some clothes without running into more people who would see me naked. So i walked into the nearest building, and I was in a standard lobby, with some couches and chairs. No one was around, and suddenly, clothes appeared on some of the seats, along with my purse. At this very moment, i became aware that I was dreaming. I then became worried that I would wake up, having come to this realization, so I tried a technique I had heard of before; when you feel you might wake up while lucidly dreaming, pretend you are spinning in circles. Thus I did, and although I thought I was going to wake up because I thought I could see some lightning coming from the real world, I managed to stay in the dream. As I was lucid, I decided to try and summon a friend. So basically I wasn't sure how I was going to do that, but i just kind of said their name and made some sort of hand gesture, but nothing happened. So i then decided that maybe to make things happen in your lucid dream, it might be necessary to do things as if they were real. So I grabbed my purse and pulled out my blackberry - identical to the one I own in reality - and tried to enter my friend's name so I could call him and ask him to come. But I couldnt type in his name. It would only let me enter my brother's name. At this point I became frustrated and unsure of whether or not I was really lucid. So I decided to test the reality of my surroundings. So I told myself, if I hit this wooden wall, and I am dreaming, my hand will go straight through. So I hit the wall, and in my dream, my hand was stopped by the wall. At this moment I began to freak out and I was seriously concerned that everything I was already glad had been just a dream was indeed a reality, and I would have to face their consequences. So I tried hitting the wall again, but to no avail. I was even afraid I could break my hand if I tried again. And thus, I ceased hitting the wall and in my moment of disappointment, my dream ended.
The first thing I remember is that I took all my clothes off in a moment of desperation, frustration, and a need for total freedom. I then proceeded to run outside, where I found myself on the Duke campus, and leaving my friends behind, I went streaking throughout campus, including the loop, and the BC plaza, and somehow I ended up on an isolated part of Central Campus. At this moment, I suddenly came to my senses, still dreaming out of my control, and I became very ashamed and remorseful of what I had just done. I was embarassed and sad that I had done something so crazy. Next thing I knew,I wanted to find clothes ASAP but i had no idea where i could find some clothes without running into more people who would see me naked. So i walked into the nearest building, and I was in a standard lobby, with some couches and chairs. No one was around, and suddenly, clothes appeared on some of the seats, along with my purse. At this very moment, i became aware that I was dreaming. I then became worried that I would wake up, having come to this realization, so I tried a technique I had heard of before; when you feel you might wake up while lucidly dreaming, pretend you are spinning in circles. Thus I did, and although I thought I was going to wake up because I thought I could see some lightning coming from the real world, I managed to stay in the dream. As I was lucid, I decided to try and summon a friend. So basically I wasn't sure how I was going to do that, but i just kind of said their name and made some sort of hand gesture, but nothing happened. So i then decided that maybe to make things happen in your lucid dream, it might be necessary to do things as if they were real. So I grabbed my purse and pulled out my blackberry - identical to the one I own in reality - and tried to enter my friend's name so I could call him and ask him to come. But I couldnt type in his name. It would only let me enter my brother's name. At this point I became frustrated and unsure of whether or not I was really lucid. So I decided to test the reality of my surroundings. So I told myself, if I hit this wooden wall, and I am dreaming, my hand will go straight through. So I hit the wall, and in my dream, my hand was stopped by the wall. At this moment I began to freak out and I was seriously concerned that everything I was already glad had been just a dream was indeed a reality, and I would have to face their consequences. So I tried hitting the wall again, but to no avail. I was even afraid I could break my hand if I tried again. And thus, I ceased hitting the wall and in my moment of disappointment, my dream ended.
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