An epic journal of my voyages to another world, where everything is possible.
I become lucid. I see a pencil, and will it to draw something on a white piece of paper. I notice that the dream is black and white, so I convert it to colour. The pencil now draws on its side and draws an orange apple. Soon it is photorealistic. I fly around aimlessly...
Fragment about fighting a man in a world with no shading and no colour, only outlines WBTB I am sitting outside a large blue pool. Julius Caesar is also sitting outside the pool. A man jumps on the pool, and walks on it! I warn him he may be locked up, but he continues. Eventually, I take his arm and run with him to escape.
I become lucid. I remember the advanced totm- ask a pencil to draw something. I find a pencil and beg it to draw something. I close my eyes to concentrate. Instead of black, the background is white, and the pencil starts drawing. It draws a sketch of a room. Happily, I decide to teleport to a random location, and I am in a garden with a beautiful copper beech. I decide to do the addictive activity of flying.
Updated 01-11-2017 at 12:32 AM by 91855
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