Had a very cool strong lucid dream, it was triggered by intense fear…..just like my strongest lucid dream ever was…its as if the fear properly wakes me up and makes me aware while sleeping.
Anyway, I remember being in a dark supermarket entrance with my girlfriend, we were scared of an old lady trying to kill us. She killed my girlfriend, and then the old lady was suddenly a green rotting corpse on the floor, I kicked her as hard as I could a few times and slowly turned around feeling bad.
Once I turned around i was now in my dining room, I sat at the table and looked out the window, the window was glowing orange/gold/amber..and that’s when I realised I was dreaming, so I wanted to fly, I started to drift out the window, once outside I felt a huge rush.
I started flying really high and I said to myself….”I could fly to the outer edges of the galaxy if I want too”
But I didn’t, I was kinda scared and didn’t feel ready. I was scared that I would lose lucidity if I did fly to high, and I didn’t want that because I treasure being lucid so much.
I was also scared of the unexpected, it felt like a big deal at the time…but that’s something I can work up to.
So instead I was flying around my city, perfectly aware of my actions and surroundings, it felt as if I was better at flying now, because I’ve done it a few times,it felt so easy.
The ending of the dream was kind off weird and a bit sad, I saw my family for a brief second, and as I turned away to fly I heard my mum say she will miss me. I slowly flew away…and suddenly felt really empty.