Flying at will -- you should try it

I can – in my dreams. Seriously. I often dream of flying. It’s always the same maneuver, too. I just kinda “lift” myself up using a full-body, “tense stretch”, then “soar and swoop” around in a semi-upright position (i.e. nothing like Superman).

Sometimes, for whatever reason, I’m wary of my surroundings, having to avoid streetlights and power lines as my body tries to remain in flight. Other times, I’m suddenly just flying around, no takeoff that I recall.

Strangely, I never fly around places I’m living at at that moment – or anywhere “strange”. I always seem to be flying around the streets where I grew up (though, dreams being what they are, it never looks quite the same as it does/did in real life).

Strangely too, I never go anywhere – the flight has no perceptible purpose at all. I just fly around, on my own, enjoying the view. And that reminds me, I never see anyone down on the ground, or cars on the streets – odd.

Suffice to say, I’m always disappointed when I wake up :frowning:

How often? Hard to say – dozen times a year? Sometimes, rarely, two/three nights in a row.

Alcohol? Nope. Weed? Nope. Just me and my grey matter.


“Just sharing,” he said, rising from the psychoanalyst’s couch. :wink:

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Ha. Nightmare topic :blush: !

I am a LUCID DREAMER with intermittent bouts of PSYCHIC GARDENING (Gardening at Night).

TT

That is good on the Lucid Dream thing in that it is NOT the same as life.
Otherwise you might get DISCOMBOBULATED.

Discombobulated
Oh, ayo, Dre I'm discombobulated Let's take 'em back (accents) In time (everything's all fucked up) I'm discombobulated, discombobulated Miss, you ovulating? Wait, I didn't mean to Piss you off, my lady, what I really meant to say is It goes a little something like this

Soon as I’m through with the Unisom I’ma hit the snooze alarm
Before I lose my mind, who am I gonna use it on?
Utilizing this tool, I will execute a line
Like what I tried to do one time in my youth when I euthanized
My poodle in junior high, used to hide in my room and fly
To the moon and try suicide with the glue from my school supplies

Then Proof, Denaun
Eye-Kyu and I would climb in that hooptie to ride to Drew’s and rhyme
Bodied Saint Andrew’s Hall too many times to count
Before I tear up The Shelter, give my dawgs a pound
Now I’m 'bout to treat all of you rappers noggins how
Dre does every time he goes back to Compton now

‘Cause every so often I’ll visit my old stomping grounds
And Doc’s in the house, so you know the bong is out
Room is spinning like nine-hundred-thousand miles an hour
Forgot what I’m talkin’ 'bout, fuck, I’m discombobulated

Now up is down, left is right
Day is night now, in is out, black is white
So to-and-fro and side-to-side
Am I coming or going? Man, I can’t decide
'Cause back is forth now and stop means go
No means yes, but yes don’t mean no
So, baby, please, take off your clothes
(No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!), yeah

Just flew the coop, the cops are in hot pursuit
But the day they catch me is the day 50’ll call a truce
And quash the feud with him and Ja and Ja’ll actually spit a bar
That’s not from a Dr. Seuss book and they’ll start a group (haha)

Fuck it, I’m a kook, I know I got a screw
And a couple of marbles loose, brain is like ramen soup
Shout to Trugoy, gotta give a De La salute
'Cause my noodle’s in a knot, call it pasta noose (yeah)

Wizard of ahs and oohs
Same Marshall Bruce in that battle who lost to Juice
Who also used to sound like Nas on “Live at the Barbeque”
Now I got the juice, wouldn’t beef if I was you

Like, au jus, but beef, if like
"I was you, " but, like, ah, fuck you (man)
Long as I got these walls and these hallways I’m always
Have someone to argue with
I’m just all twisted, I’m discombobulated, man

Now up is down, left is right
Day is night now, in is out, black is white
So to-and-fro and side-to-side
Am I coming or going? Man, I can’t decide
'Cause back is forth now and stop means go
No means yes, but yes don’t mean no
So, baby, please, take off your clothes
(No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!)

I’m at my best when I’m at my worst
And for that I’m blessed, so every time I rap I curse
And that’s why press, I usually get attacked by first
They’re at my neck like motherfucking vampires

So critics si-day I si-day the same shi-dit, I’m always degrading, little bi-ditch
Well, fi-duck 'em, they can si-duck my di-dick when I’m taking a shi-dit
Mid-y middle fid-inger is ex-tid-ended now, should I tell 'em where to put it?
I’m si-do fed up with it, they ask me dumb shi-dit

So I act like I’m on a kayak with my back to Niagara
No life jacket, man, I had like six psychiatrists, scientists
Misdiagnose me with plaque psoriasis 'cause I asked 'em, “Why is it
My eye itches?” so they gave me some diet tips
And Viagra with side effects, I might end up growing spiderwebs
In my head and dying a horrifying death, on my final breath
I will tell you, apply your lips to my dick, it’s one size that fits
I just took an AIDS test and the doctor said to think positive, what the fuck?

Now up is down, left is right
Day is night now, in is out, black is white
So to-and-fro and side-to-side
Am I coming or going? Man, I can’t decide
'Cause back is forth now and stop means go
No means yes, but yes don’t mean no
So, baby, please, take off your clothes
(No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!)

Haha, yeah
Dr. Dre
Black Bethoven
S1
2050, haha
We’re out

Me too, but rarely. As for nightmares, I’ve had only one…

I woke up clambering under the knocked over bedside table, hands, elbows and knees splintered by shards of glass from the broken lamp, desperately trying to get away from the maniac leaning over me with an open razor intent on shaving the skin off my back. I had a cut on my forehead soon to be accompanied by a full-on black eye.

My wife, screaming at me wondering what the hell I was doing, looked almost as mortified as me.

Dreadful experience, thankfully not repeated.

That is a lucid nightmare.

Rightly.

My stuff is gentler involving green vegetables, soft cheese and bi-sexual gardening Buddhists. :blush:

TT

Thanks for Sharing @CodaCoder

I have had very similar “flying” dreams all my life.

Same with me, However I need to in some ways swim like “breast stoke”, a little closer to superman. In these dreams I must trust I can do it, and then I can. If I did the same in real life I could have an accident. In my dreams I sometimes fear if I stop believing I can fly, especially If I am high up, I would plummet but never do.

  • When I was younger we moved around a bit with my father a student/academic. I often had dreams about flying around places we were soon to move to, not so much premonitions but predictions sometimes based on a preliminary visit.

I have had hundred’s of nightmares in my life and and equal number of good and indifferent dreams. Unfortunately less than half a dozen Lucid dreams which I enjoy, but I can stop most nightmares as they occur. I remember a lot of colour, especial red in a seriously scary knife massacre once.

  • Quite a few dreams inspired book writing ideas I never wrote.

On the subject of tiddlywiki I have had a few (I can no longer remember) but not as many as in the 80s; when studying computers, specificaly COBOL programing. I remember once, laying in bed and thinking;

If “really need to go to the toilet” move “Y” to go-to-toilet-flag

Rather than dreams, of late, as I wake, I am always coming up with substantial ideas for implementation in TiddlyWiki, most quite good, some not so. I am a big believer in “sleeping on it”, for complex or intractable problems. But I also think this may be an indicator I am obsessing on TiddlyWiki and “need to get a life” :nerd_face:.

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I HOPE that @TW_Tones and @CodaCoder will now explain in a Tiddlywiki how to become a Lucid Dreamer???

Psychic Driving is one of those hippy things that still makes some sense …

TT

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