What Is Lucid Dreaming?

Lucid dreaming is when you are aware that you are dreaming. You know that your dream is not reality. From this point, some people are able to take control of their dreams. According to recent studies, anywhere between 1 in 8 and 1 in 5 people have lucid dreams. These people typically are critical thinkers and have more confidence.

You may think that knowing you are dreaming may make the dream less real, but it's quite the contrary. People who have lucid dreams are able to feel their dreams more in depth, as if they were actually there. However, they know they are in control.

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Lucid Dream Post #1

This was the dream I had on the night of November 15, 2015. It developed into what is known as a lucid dream.

I was trying to get somewhere and deliver a message in a certain amount of time. The only road that led to where I was going was blocked, as a demolition team was about to destroy a large building on the road. I talked to the guy in charge and he said that he would be able to delay the construction 90 minutes. The road was made of mud and I was walking. So I accepted the 90 minutes challenge/ offer and I started walking up the road. To get to the other side of the road I had to parkour through the building. This was increasingly difficult because the building was falling apart as I was trying to navigate it. I managed to get all the way through before the 90 minutes was up, however, I came upon castle walls.  

I thought this dream was getting really boring, so I changed it while I was asleep. (Yes, I am able to control my dreams.)

I recreated the dream so that I was in a small room, talking to some people and drinking. We were drinking socially, not to get drunk.

*and then I woke up*

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Shooting Dream

This is the dream I had on the night of November 4, 2015.

I was in the parking garage of my college campus. I saw a student at gun point and I rushed to help him without thinking. There was one man holding a pistol to the other man's head, talking very angrily. So I rushed at the man with the gun and tackled him. He fell to the ground, along with me. The other guy ran to go get help. So I was left alone with the guy with a pistol. I started to get up and try to tackle the guy again, because it was the only thing I could think to do. But he was too fast. The shooter had already stood up straight and taken aim at me. By time I was standing and running at him again, he had aimed the gun at me, but this didn't stop me. I tacked him once more, but this time he was expecting it and only stumbled back a few steps. We were both still standing. Then he shot me in the torso, around my stomach. I fell backwards onto the ground as I saw help arrive. The shooter had been taken care of and no one else was hurt. 

As I lay on the ground, I could feel myself waver in and out, dizzy and between awake and asleep. A police officer and the person I saved were crouched over me and they looked very concerned. All I could mumble quietly was "I'm going to be fine" over and over again. And I really thought I was going to be fine, but I was dying. It was peaceful. It didn't hurt and I wasn't afraid. It was like falling asleep.