Lucid Dreaming Journal - Day 6 - 14/5 - Double Decker bus
i was shot, cut, drowned and exploded into pieces several times in lucid dreams. the worst thing about it that in 80% of my dreams i have almost all senses (i can smell, feel, taste, hear and see in colour) adn most often there is no way to avoid my demise in it.
one of the worst was just a week ago. and it was strange.
i was in rome in a double decker bus .
and i was there taking a tour with my family. the bus took a route near a river and strangely you could see the vatican on the other side of the river filled with a stage and a lot of people. a man appeard on stage with strange old garment so i said to my sister: hey could this be the pope?' when suddenly a radio broadcasted that the pope had just been killed. (i dont care about the pope but it was kind of shocking to hear that in rome)
suddenly the bus stopped and we were surrounded by some people with assault rifles. they literally jumped over the sides of the bus. i dont know how they managed to jump that high but at the time i did not even think that this was too strange to be real.
they started to mock us and say we were all fachist religious human waste just for being there in rome. and then i saw my handicapped sister on one of the front rows i panicked. one of the rifle man saw this and asked my sister if she would like to have something to drink. and the man grabbed a cup out of nowhere and was trying to force me to fill this cup with my saliva.
and then they all shot everyone.
i hate those lucid dreams that involve my family and give you no chance to solve the problem. and the worst is that i don't wake up(or die in my dreams) swiftly and whe i am in the real world i sometimes still smell or taste something strange like smoke for some seconds so that i feel really bad.
i often need some time to calm down but then i always try to force me back into the same situation as before as best as i remember and dream/find some kind of solution.
as for this dream i whispered something to lure two of them as close as possible and then managed to shoot six others of the attackers with their rifles before knocking them off the bus. i shot the guy with the cup in his legs and arms and drilled one rifle trough his eyesocket. it was bad ass but i cant forget the original dream.