Mutable Environment, by David W

Earlier in the night, I had several unsurprising dreams. One had a pleasant erotic component, and then I had a typical Oneironauticum meta-dream in which everyone else at the event had awaken and started bustling around their day while I still laid asleep in the kitchen. In another I lugged around piles of books, immersed in a research project studying Frances Yates.

Later in the night, however, I became aware of the music though I remained and entered into a lucid hypnagogic state. I became aware of a stormy, inchoate, billowy state. I found if I put my hand into it purposefully, my hand entered the unstructured reality. I tried some lucid dream experiments manipulating the stuff, able to manipulate and interact with it, with reality before it takes form.

Throughout the experience, I felt a delicious somatic bliss, aware of my body twitching and of the sound of the music.

Trying to get the dream, by Stacy

My dream was epic, and happened simultaneously in three different segments, each with different versions of people trying to acquire her dream.

In the first segment, a group of people were playing a football like game with the dream, throwing it around and trying to catch it, trying to get it from each other.

In the second, people were on a Family Feud type game show trying to win the dream. They all stood at a podium that looked like Vibrata’s art on her iPad (that we had all been admiring before we went to sleep).

In the third, ninjas fought, trying to claim the dream in victory.

Auditory Dream, by Vibrata

I had a very unusual dream; generally, my dreams are very visually vivid and detailed, but this dream was primarily auditory. I stood by a grill filled with hot coals and wood. I could hear the hissing and popping of the wood and coal, and the distinct sounds of very hot metal.

I was selecting pieces of meat for the grill. I went to check to see if it was ready, and heard the hot, sizzling sound that told me it was.

Dreams of Light, by Carter

I had a flurry of dreams. The key thing was light. I was enveloped by white light, there were lots of snippets of dreams, all with light. One was in tall grass. In another, I looked down and my hands became paws.

At one point in the night, the music woke me up and I went to the bathroom and came back and fell asleep again. I was with the two cats who live in the space where we were sleeping. We all got onto a cosmic train and I became lucid.

Taryn and I were concerned that we’d left our room mate’s car behind. Then the light I’d seen in the other dreams started to approach me. I looked at Taryn, who had this huge, intense clear blue eyes, and Taryn realized I was about to wake up. She looked at me intently and the light came through her eyes, making them huge and vivid, glowing with white light.

Olympic Cherub Dodging, by Dean

In one dream, I was running. I didn’t know why I needed to run, but knew it was important, and thought that if I kept running, I would figure it out. I didn’t doubt the importance of running, however.

In another dream, I was with another guy in a sort of game show with people watching. We had to get from a pavilion into a house. We were in nineteenth century men’s bathing suits, and were participating in a sport, maybe in the Olympics. A cherub stood on a pedestal, a baby with wings but a strong presence, with a point on its head.

When the judge said go, the guy and I had to get to the house, and the cherub was supposed to prevent us from getting there. We felt fear because we sensed the cherub’s power. We took off but it was like trying to run through honey. The cherub loomed near me, staring at me with this timeless face, very intimidating.

We got to the house and suddenly everything went dark and the house filled with fog. We looked at each other and both realized, oh no, now we’re really in trouble.

Food Dreams, by Lesly

I had dreams about food. One was in a gym. Lots of people had gathered to learn about food. The leader had to be really loud and enthusiastic because people were talking over him. He was teaching about sorts of food, particularly about nuts and smogs. I was interested in what smogs were; I thought they sounded good. They were nuggets of delicious food.

In another dream, I was in a restaurant with my friend, who ordered a burger with tuna salad on it. At the table, she complained that it was bland because there was no sauce. The owner ran his finger across the burger and showed her that there was a white sauce on it. I told them, “I eat jelly”, and then went on, “but only the good stuff, from Amsterdam.”

Talking Too Loud, remote dream by J.P.

(Downloaded Somnium)

I was walking in a warehouse, and I decided to steal candy. It was a warehouse of people's belongings. When I couldn't find the candy, I decided to tidy it up a bit. Then I heard footsteps, and figuring I would be viewed suspiciously, I scurried off. In the other corner of the warehouse, my ex-girlfriend was giving some kind of lecture. I felt confident, and sat in the middle of the crowd. She asked the class a question and instead of answering it out loud, I began debating with a group of three other men whom I respected. She asked us to share with the class, and I went first, pulling my hat over my eyes and speaking loudly, cavalierly. The class asked me to speak more quietly and I felt self-conscious.

Next I was walking on a combination of a college quad and the area near the pool at the MAPS conference. There were people doing creative things all around us. I was told by Jon H that I would enjoy a movie a friend of his had, and so I borrowed it and went up to the rooftop garden of some building and my dad was there sunbathing.