Journeys through Spacetime

After journeying through strange and bizarre imagery of tablet chargers and seeing through my closed eyes, I arrived quite suddenly in a small habitat-like area, tastefully constructed with wooden materials to evoke a sense of warmth. I briefly reality checked to confirm my state.Through the window, one could see endless deserts with a reminiscent red-tint. Moreover, two asteroid-like moons hovered in the expansive sky. As I stood in the corridor, an African-background woman approached me, and confirmed my thoughts; I was on Mars. As I prepared to open the door, she immediately stopped me, as neither of us, let alone the rest of the habitat, would survive the results. Reluctantly, I decided against it. Instead, I noticed a rotatable cylinder, and consequently developed its purpose; it would allow me to travel forward in time. I cranked it clockwise as far as possible, for my surroundings to alter completely. Mars enveloped in a black space-station-like structure, and with my dreaming companion, we flew around the ‘streets’ of Mars in utter amazement. Nonetheless, I saw a sign that attracted my attention, “Ancestry”, a shop that offered tracking ones ancestors. I realized that given I had travelled forward in time, perhaps I could see my descendants. The results are in my personal DJ.

Later, I was in a jewellery shop, trying on rings after gifting them with powers such as invisibility and transformation. Before long, I had about 5 rings on my hand, along with two bowls of rings, magical, and not yet.

Ruby

I was in the sitting room, observing a beautiful sunset, with exotic shades of orange, red, and peach swept across the wide expanse of the side. Due to the impossible beauty of the situation, I reality checked, and consequently, realized that I was dreaming. After waving and swirling the magnificent hues that were presented before me, I flew to the shower room, to find it shut, with someone evidently inside. I entered... Over this time interval, I summoned another dream character.

Later, returning to the sitting room, I summoned a few new, preferably intelligent, dream characters, in search of a plot. Soon, I had three people, two men of contrasting complexions, and a woman clothed in a red dress, with attractive features and dark hair, I recognized as my secondary Dream Guide, Selena. As her eyes met mine, the scene changed to a boat. She notified me that they were searching for gold, but refused to reveal its psychological importance. Before long, I noticed a grey haze across my sight, and I thought I could feel my sleeping body sitting up in a meditation position while I ‘watched’ so to speak. Terrified, I rubbed my hands together to amplify vividity, but to no avail. She laughed at my ignorance. Frustrated, I ‘opened’ my eyes to discover the grey haze gone, yet I was still on the boat! Unexpectedly, I could see a scarlet glimpse in the river. I stopped the boat, and calmly, I loosened the object from the stubborn sand, and brought it through the membrane of the surface of the water to reveal, a resplendent ruby. With our exciting discovery, we commenced the journey back. Obviously, it would be worthless to return immediately home, so instead, I travelled through-out the countryside. Before long, we had approached a town, and were consequently wandering around quaint cottages, with the gardens saturated with verdant and viridescent vegetation. However, we sighted a black cab, and hopped in, without giving an address. Instead, we were toured through picturesque scenery. Despite this, we eventually arrived at a magnificent hotel, but something was cruel and forced about the place. The man who was showing us around was jovial and corpulent, but when we approached a small lawn, he presented his staff. Around twenty Chinese-background women were standing in a line, with forced smiles. Nevertheless, one woman appeared to faint, and after her recovery was significantly berated and admonished to a preposterous extent. We hastily departed.


Later, I was informed about a woman named Lady Sommeil, an apparent relative of mine. My inquiries were directed to a magnificent and majestic castle. Upon my permission of entry, I found myself in a vast, dark, and cold room, a sensation only relieved by solemn arched windows, introducing harsh and unsoftened white light. Nonetheless, the highlight of the room, was a man in antediluvian fashion, seated in a Gothic chair. Gently and respectfully, I asked a few questions, for him to evoke a small family tree between his hands, and showing her descent. Thankful, I departed through the open window.

NOTES: At the moment, I'm just following along with the dream plot, but I'm starting to develop some goals.

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I seemed to be in some sort of theatrical performance, as I was striding across an expansive black stage. Through a gap in the curtain, I could discern T barking orders at some confused children. Suddenly feeling rather agitated, I left through a side door, to find myself in an airy and spacious atrium, augmented by a sweeping crystal staircase. Accordingly, I started to wonder if I was dreaming. I glanced at my hand, to reveal it appearing perfectly normal with five fingers, as usual. Nonetheless, something was not quite right…
Consequently, I located my diary, and glanced at a few words, turned away, and noticed immediately that the words had changed. Elated at this discovery, I soared to the landing, and summoned two dream characters to notify.

Unusually, they were not irate and vexed at my proclamation; instead, they were somewhat congratulatory of my achievement. I decided to test my lucid abilities through some simplistic summoning; I evoked an iPhone (unimaginative, I know), duplicated it, and vaporized them both. Euphoric, I abandoned my companions, and proceeded down the stairs once more, to find another mysterious door. Curious, I entered through it to find a large kitchen area. However, it was not empty; a severe looking woman with her flaxen hair pulled backwards, sipped a mellow green cup of green tea, and proceeded to stare at me. Attempting to strike some conversation, I told her that this was a dream. She retorted her disbelief, as anyone would in waking life. Exasperated by her behaviour, I telekinetically seized her complacent drink, and I proceeded to morph its shape into a small statue, easily comparable to the original possessor of the drink. Her eyes widened with immense astonishment, and she unexpectedly sprinted towards the window. Horrified by her failure to leave the glass intact, and fly away, I darted to an unexpectedly bizarre. She lay on the grass floor, nude, conjoined at her elbow to a handsome man. They merely giggled at my approach. Relieved, I repaired the window, and with utmost care, I separated the bodies. She then chortled, and suggested that us three join in perhaps a ‘different’ way…

Later, after the revelry had concluded, I stood at the front, gazing at the magnificent scenery that presented itself. I meandered through the gently tended garden in a sort of calming meditation. Before long, I had found an ideal lake, with the water serene and calm in the aesthetic sunlight. Nonetheless, I was somewhat exhausted of the calm surroundings, and wished for some movement in the scenery. Consequently, I summoned a few ducks to serenely swim across the mere. Refreshed, I controlled them to come towards me, and return to the house. Nonetheless, as soon as they had returned to me, I noticed an extremely bizarre creature. It was a giant black bird wearing a massive helmet, somewhat cylindrical in appearance. It made a strange, yet yearning call by tilting its head backwards. Fascinated by the dream’s imagination, I beckoned it towards me, as well. Before long, I had seven birds from the estate together seated in a large white room to examine closely. As I commenced my examination, the helmeted creature accordingly, commenced to fly away. Suddenly, several ‘camera-men’, halted its progress, and told me to leave until they had resolved their photography. Although I was slightly irritated at being ordered by dream figures, I left them to their devices for now.

I discovered two cooperative dream figures wandering the streets, so I took them both to a café to discuss some key aspects of dream control. I evoked some bread rolls baked to golden perfection, almost glowing with savour for the three of us, as well as a few powerfully scented cappuccinos (to heighten dream awareness). Unexpectedly, I recalled the TOTM, and so I shaped some brown wisps between my hands to a magnificent chocolate cake. Feeling indulgent, I tasted its impossibly rich and textured contents, soon revealing a delicious berry flushed core. After our extravagance, curious, they asked me how I deal with anxiety in dreams. Feeling exceptionally erudite, I gave them a lecture on the subject, evoking accompanying imagery between my hands in wisps of fabric of the dream state.

In a separate dream, I was supposedly taking a cello exam, in my own home. Several bizarre people were being exceptionally loud and unsympathetic, and worse, I could not find my end-pin stopper. In eventuality, it was canceled. As I drove off, I noticed that my house was lit up like a beacon.

After some terrifying events and encounters with extra staircases, I felt safe enough to start a TOTM.
I settled on a green lawn surrounded by a few content and blissful children.
I had no cooking tools, but that wasn't a problem.
Instead, after summoning some milk, butter, flour and a couple of eggs, I was all set to go.

I made sure that the ingredients never touched the floor; I used telekinesis to mix them together. After having formed a mold I fed large concentration s of energy through my palms. The cake was complete, and I left the children to enjoy some more.

Rather late but...

Relevant Part:

I gazed out the window aimlessly in an endeavour to ignore the massive crowd enveloping me...
Suddenly it clicked. I became lucid. I attempted to fly through the window, but failed, instead bumping my head.
I strived once more after reaffirming my lucid state. I had 10 fingers on one hand!
This time I succeeded and after a brief float through the air, I landed myself on a vibrant green lawn.
After an unsuccessful attempt at remembering TOTY, an elderly man suddenly appeared beside me.
I remember the TOTM and ask "Whose dream is this?"
He thought for a while, and then responded "Yours, mine and his in truth"

See personal DJ.

I wake up at 3 AM as part of my subconscious WBTB.
I am certainly awake at this point as I move some objects on my desk for verification in the morning along with a standard RC. I soon settle down back to bed. My green phosphines make psychedelic patterns as I consider a WILD. Dreamlike imagery of a valley with huge waterfalls flashes by... Suddenly, I am lifted and thrown to the side of my bed! I look at my bed in shock AND I AM LYING DOWN ON MY BED! I don't see a cord, and I guess this was the resolution of a ridiculous argument about it's existence to another person. I look out the window at the serene night. I wander my eyes across the suburban scene until suddenly, a planet-sized dodecahedron soap (you know like all reflecting rainbow stuff) arches across from the east. I decide to take action so I fly through the window effortlessly. I love this move and I do it in almost every dream possible! Now it is daytime with a little suggestion, and I find a fictional bridge across water.

I swim fluidly and fly up to the side of the bridge. I notice small holes in the bridge and more soap bubbles bubble out...

I now fly with a companion to a rundown building. I phase through the door feeling a surge of the blue affect me. I find myself in a hall filled with people. I sense a sense of shock as they are still, silent and staring. There are three doors and a staircase. I choose the stair case and I sight a passage to my left. I float down it and locate a room to my right. The door is open and an elderly woman is wearing a mauve dress. I talk to her and she alerts me that the people downstairs are my ancestors...

I have taken to a more detailed dream account as I realize that small details slip the mind in the long term and including them provides a better read. I wonder what my really long dreams shall take up!

WBTB

I become lucid. I am in a car with a DC who I do not know. The figure is female, and teaches me a lucid dreaming technique. "Relax your eyes... YES that is right. Now, make everything orange."
I succeed. "Good! See, the key is to relax your eyes."

Somewhere along the trip, I remember the TOTY and stop the car. I remove the engine and wheels, and it starts moving again.

WBTB

I become lucid, but decide to go along with the plot. We are running from an enemy who we have threatened with an atom bomb, but I am having difficulties summoning one. Soon they will realise our lie, and take us hostage. I try, but I CAN'T! The enemy knocks on the door... I take emergency action holding a female DC, and teleport to a beach...

I become lucid! I am in a park, except it is cold and wintry. I remember the TOTM, and suddenly the grass is green, and oaks are littered everywhere beautifully... I explore peacefully.

WBTB

I become lucid by seeing I have 7 fingers. I decide I am in a boring environment, so I decide to teleport to 'New York City'. It is rather different than it would be in WL, because there are no cars. I float around, and at some point feel a bit bored. Knowing this would be detrimental, I induce LaBerge euphoria, and feel amazing. I float around again, and teleport to Washington D.C.
I realize I have a group of followers, so I question one (for the totm) "What is a good waking life totm?"
I get as a response "Drink a glass of water, and savour the texture and feel. What is its temperature?"
I then see a tower with a plaque saying "80 steps challenge"
I go up it, but soon I feel the stairs are dodgy, and think it might develop into a nightmare, so I go back down. I see a "Catholic" church, and peek inside. The roof is decorated with geometric shapes, but I quickly go away. I now explore randomly, making nights last seconds, and days last hours...


I become lucid. I am in a cafeteria and explore the food options

I become lucid. I fly into the night sky and find my solar system. I fly through it and find a new body. In fact, it was a star, a red dwarf! I wake up.

I become lucid. I want to bring someone to talk to along the flight, so quickly take my 'sister' with me. We fly down out the window. I think "Wow, so vivid"" I then consider "do I think it is vivid, because my memory of real life is poor, or when I wake up, I remember the dream as not very vivid?" I mull over it, but quickly get back to action. I find a book called 'Secrets" and open it... I find a page about shamanic people devoted to lucid dreaming. They are called "Greenworld Shamans" In fact, they only exist in the dreamworld now. They are an African people, who's favorite environment is a beautiful starry night.

I become lucid again, but quickly wake up.

PHEW!

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...

I am driving a car, and other cars are going the wrong way! I see a purple tube that descends off the floating road to where? I am lucid, but I want to know what is down there. I descend rapidly with tons on adrenaline, and reach a bubble. The bubble is the size of my car, and tansparent. I get out of he car and go in. Suddenly, it drops down and down, until it hits water! I am now in an air bubble floating through a beautiful pale sea.

I FA and become lucid by seeing 6 fingers, and attempt to wake.

However, I am still dreaming! I become lucid and fly out the open window. The sky is a cloud covered pink as I float through a serene town. I see a church with a yellow light emanating from inside, and I float through the window. Some poorer people from the village are gathered at a table sharing a humble feast. However, a rich man in a red cloak steps in, and sends them away, and eats it all himself. I leave sadly.

I wake for real in the middle of the night.

I fall back asleep. I become lucid and fly around aimlessly a countryside peacefully. I eventually try to fly to my solar system, by getting on a truck and trying to pull myself out of the atmosphere but fail.

I wake up for real.

I become lucid. A attractive olive-skinned woman in a scarlet dress stands before me. She gives me some advice, but I mistrust her. I ask Don if she can be trusted, and to my surprise she can. He says she is my secondary dream guide.

I become lucid by seeing I have 6 fingers. I attempt to get outside to fly to my solar system, but I am blocked by twigs. I eventually get pulled to an airport, and wake up.
WBTB
I become lucid in a shopping centre. I fly around eating, trying to find a way out. I eventually after hours find an exit, and teleport to my solar system. I find my self on an Earth-like planet. I see a HUGE snail with a purple shell. I PROMISE I will draw a map. I fly out and see the word "Siracur". I fly around aimlessly until I wake up.