Lucid Intent? No
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I dreamt that I was sitting in a jet air plane over a green checkerboarded land scape. Off to one side was the sea. I was a passenger. The jet must have been one of those ulta modern ones. The top of the hatch was all window, so you could look up and see into the sky. Something made the hatch crack open, and there was a huge jagged break in the glass. This only worried me slightly. I stood up and leap out of the huge gap, and pressed my right hand down towards the ground miles below. I thought it was fun. I fell for a few second before I suppose I deployed a parachute. I look around to see where my brother is. I see him a bit away and I am dismayed that he's going off in quite a different direction. (In this dream I seem to be someone else, and this "brother" doesn't resemble my real life brother at all, but in this dream he was also my best friend). I thought that all of this was actually a pretty keen adventure, until I realize I didn't see any one else desert the doomed jet. Only my brother, and he was drifting off to some other place. We were not going to land anywhere near each other. I forget who else was in the jet, but I had counted on them to follow suit, and get out. I see the jet crash far below me, with a ball of white and yellow fire. I began to feel very anxious.
This has got to be the very first dream of falling where I was totally unafraid. I think whoever I was in the dream I was sort of stupid crazy and didn't realize how badly that could have gone wrong. But I clearly recall leaping out of the jet, thinking that I could keep falling and even land on my feet and walk away like nothing happened. I suppose I came to my senses sometime during the fall as I deployed a parachute. For that I consider this dream to be very remarkable.