Wave-Zero

THE KEYTAG FOR THIS POST IS: Kcaz-drm

Kcaz, your dreams are significantly different from mine, but the attributes you listed are somewhat similar.  At least, depends.  Some are completely different, some are identical. 

• Consciousness when OOC
• Color
• Awareness of the Dream on a subconscious level
• Thoughts affecting the dream (circumstances)

It should probably be noted that of 3 things you listed there, 2 were the same thing and 1 somehow contradicts them.  Awareness of the dream, and your consciousness affecting it, are both signs of lucid dreaming.  On the other hand, not being aware of abnormal things also means the lucidity of the dream isn’t full, you’ve just got some degree of control over it. 

When it comes to what you said about no ambient lighting, temperature, etc, I differ there.  My dreams have had things in that vein a lot, especially fog in one of them, which disappeared when it was no longer necessary, but was in the beginning of the dream.  I also allow my dreams to flow until they reach a point, so the no surprises thing is pretty different in my book.  By the near-end of the dream, I have something formulated, but in the beginning, it’s like watchign a movie you’ve never seen.  I keep the reigns of control off the dream until then just for that reason.  As a kid, I used to have lucid dreams where I’d allow my mind to create puzzles to make my way out of.  It didn’t work too often, but every now and then I’d manage to forget the puzzle I’d thought up in the dream, and have the opportunity to try and solve it.  I don’t really get the fuzziness, or the moving in water feeling.  Perhaps that’s because I don’t dream often at all.  I always get sound.  In fact, in many cases I’ll start a dream normally, and it’ll be a sound that triggers my subconscious awake.  Flash lights or light switches do make a change in the lighting to me, but not as much as they would in real life.  Shadows are small, and there is no real such thing as ‘pitch black’ when in the dark in my dreams, with the exception of a few specifics.

Allow me to provide an example of something I dreamed a long time ago, which I’m STILL trying to recreate in real life through drawing.  I was on some older docks on a harbor, at night, a power plant sorta overshadowing other buildings on the coastline in the distance, it’s lights flickering like they do.  Strangely, this group of friends I was with wasn’t the normal gang.  All of them were except the last.  As we’d walked there, it’d been lightly snowing, a few of my friends smoking as we walked, all of us talking and laughing on occasion.  By the time we got to those docks, a sort of paved ledge alongside the harbor with several shipping crates scattered on it, the weather was clear, save for a thin fog.  It was thin enough that we could mostly see pretty clear, but many of the buildings in the distance were completely overshadowed by it.  There was just that power plant’s smokestack out there somewhere, and another small air light for something else, a huge shadow in the water, as if it were on an island.  We all heard a sound..it’s a sound from a song by hexstatic, that sounds like a siren (and in the dream, that’s what it was, a buzzing sorta siren).  This triggered my subconscious awake, but I let the dream keep playing.  When we heard that sound, we stopped in our tracks and looked out to that shadowy structure.  For a second, I could see it.  A huge cement bowl, cut in half, like a dam but a little bit concave and I couldnt’ see the back of it, if it was actually holding some other part of the structure that was rectangular or something.  Then I saw the other part:  There were small tunnels between the bottom of the thing and the water, rectangular concrete tunnels that were dark and unkept within, a turning axel made of wood with some metal spikes in each one, or two in a few of them…and the water filled the tunnels from halfway to full, rapidly rushing out like a rapid.  I could once again see me and my friends.  My friend Cutter shouted “get to higher ground!” and we bolted for a rusty looking ship on one of the docks.  We heard the waves getting fiercer and fiercer, and this is the point where the view changed to first person, from me.  We ran into a metal niche between two doors, and we all heard a little girl screaming.  My friend Conner (the one who I didn’t expect to be in the group, in retrospect) immediately ran toward that area of the deck, me in pursuit but I saw the wave rushing forward and jumped into the niche again as it crashed into the side of the ship, and the water flooded the deck a few inches moving quickly.  The last part of the dream, before an interention by the subconscious:  i saw conner and a lil kid hiding under a slightly elevated shipping crate, both alive.  Now here’s where my subconscious kicked in, knowing it was the end of the dream and having enjoyed it…. i rewound the dream, and it had a different ending.  It played onward from the siren again, only that time I followed Conner without running back, climbing a ladder and jumping along a higher part of the deck to catch up.  I managed to reach both of em as the wave hit and we all made it back to that metal niche, clinging onto one piece of metal at a time as the ship churned.

So, like I said, my dreams so make use of stuff like lighting and sound a lot, maybe because I have them so rarely in the first place.  They’re slowly changing in style lately, too.  They used to have no references at all to other things, other than interconnecting themselves rarely.  Now they also bring other stuff in too.