AnotherDreamer

DILD #1:

I was having some argument with an old man in my class and he started to try to beat me up. I ignored his punches, feeling like he couldn’t harm me, then calmly walked to the lecturer to dibby dob on this naughty fella. The guy kept kicking and punching me in the back of my head as I casually strolled to the lecturer, but it didn’t hurt at all, and I refused to hurt him back. I told the lecturer, this extra muscular, bleach blonde guy in his 40’s. He said to the guy that was still punching me, “Aw, don’t worry about it, I won’t kick you out of the class!”
The angry DC smiled and said, “REEEALLY?”, and then proceeded to skip off into the distance merrily.
I started to realize it was a dream but I didn’t remember that I was in a competition, so I just messed around with the DC’s for awhile.
I stuck my foot into a fish bowl and pretended that gravity was like it is in water. I was taking huge leaps all around and slowly floating back to the ground. My classmates’ jaws dropped to the floor.
I said to them, “You think that’s cool, well watch this!”
I then started to fly/float in the air. I grabbed another classmate by the hand and lifted him into the air as though he was light as a feather, then I made him float right beside me. I think I got distracted by some school stress themes at this point and lost lucidity. I remember looking at one of my old friends’ grades from undergrad and being very jealous and impressed at the same time.

DILD #2:

I was at a park with Dreamer and some of her family. It was a bright sunny day and I was standing on a dirt path, talking with her Dad. Dreamer had gone into a wooden building alone to talk with a relative. I think that the intended discussion had a very sad undertone. I suddenly noticed that her Dad had turned into her Uncle. I was confused and I said to him, “I’m sorry, are you Dreamer’s dad or her uncle?”
He silently stared at me.
I spoke again, “I really do apologize if this seems strange, I have trouble telling the difference between being in dreams and being awake sometimes.”
He continued to silently stare.
I did a nose plug reality check and air went through, but I still wasn’t convinced that this was a dream. I made a rock fly into my hand. I watched it levitate there for a good 10 seconds, admiring its details and the contrast between the beautiful, soft lighting and the deep shadows. I dropped the rock and flew up to the second floor of the wooden building that Dreamer was in. I broke through the wall by gently brushing my hand against it. Heavy, wooden logs fell all over Dreamer, but I made her invincible so that she couldn’t be harmed. I smiled at her as we locked eyes. I noticed that her green eyes were even more vivid, outlined by teary redness. She had been crying. I gave her a hug and then picked her up. I carried her in my arms while we took off flying to find a concert hall. I saw a couple dream characters that looked similar to Percy and Sensei, so I pointed at each of them and gave them a flick of my finger to let them know that they would do. They both started flying with us. I looked back and there were several clones walking where Percy and Sensei had been. I felt like the dream was in a strange loop back there, like in old cartoons where the background scene will keep repeating itself.

I saw a concert hall up ahead that looked kind of like the Sydney Opera House, but I felt unsure about the duration of this dream. So instead of going to see a concert first, I said to everybody, “Hold up, we’re going to take of some unfinished business first.”

We all landed in a grassy field outside of the concert and then huddled in a circle. I summoned a pillow for each person, but they were tiny, SUPER tiny. They actually looked like pincushions. I thought that would be fine. I made mine and Dreamer’s get a little bit bigger and let Sensei and Percy keep the pincushion pillows.
My pillow ended up being like a couch cushion and Dreamer ended up wielding a giant memory foam pillow.
The battle began! But it was much less exciting than I anticipated. We all looked like a bunch of 12 year old nerds gently beating each other over the head with pillows. Dolphin appeared, he was a skinny Nigerian guy. He started fervently bashing Sensei with his pillow, yet he was being very gentle at the same time. I said to him, “Hey man, you’re hitting the wrong person.”
He immediately started to hit Dreamer instead.
I noticed that Percy was standing off in the distance, watching us battle it out. Typical Percy, playing the tactician and letting us weaken each other so that he could come in at the end and be the victor! I think that I actually noticed him standing to the side because some random DC lady was hitting him with a purse. I held my pillow at eye level and made lightning come out of it, but only a very faint, transparent bolt came out. Percy was unfazed, so I made him catch on fire instead. He stood there with a smug, cocky look on his face that said, “Doesn’t even hurt, I don’t care if I’m on fire, doesn’t even hurt!”

I then said to everybody else that we needed to work together to take out Percy. We all joined forces and started charging at him, pillows billowing in the wind. I woke up.