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This was a highly unusual lucid.

Usual G/C + LT


Keep Your Dick Out of my Face (DILD)

I am walking past my stereo. But realize it has a floor to ceiling window right next to it. This is not how it is in waking reality. And I realize I am dreaming. In fact, I come to realize it's on the first floor which explains the weird visual. For no particular reason, I decide to head downstairs via the spiral staircase. I walk over to the back door and exit the house.

It's night but there is some artificial lighting in the meadow behind the house. And some heavy machinery (bulldozers and what not) actively digging and doing work. I am tempted to take a closer look and walk a bit closer. The scene morphs some and I am now much closer to the activity. It's just a lot of commotion and I turn left and walk away from it. Then there is an almost instantaneous scene change and I find myself on a city street somewhere in Asia. Based on the looks of the decor and people probably China.

I walk for a bit and eventually enter a small shop. It's full of various asian style tchotchke's. It's an eclectic set of stuff. And I'm rather fascinated and content to just walk around the shop for a while and take it in. Eventually an attractive gal walks past me. I am tempted to follow her into the ladies room. And turn and walk toward her. But she picks up on my intentions and quickly closes the door behind her.

I continue to walk around for a bit. But then decide I've seen most of what is relevant and I should exit. But the place is quite the maze and I can't find the front door. However I come to realize that one wall is not solid. It's strips of wood and card board and it's quite flimsy. So I remove some and exit the establishment. Now finding my way in an alley leading back to the main street. Which is where I head.

At this point I am looking for a gal to have some playtime with. A few candidates walk past when I see one woman, a Caucasian gal who is quite attractive. I am a bit aggressive for reasons I'm not sure of as I write this. I grab her ankle and pull her to the ground. While that was rather aggressive from here I try to go slow and get her into things. Which slowly but surely escalates. To pulling her V neck blouse down to expose her breasts, to playing with her nipples and her eventually sitting my face. All is well, until there is a highly unwanted scene change. Within an instant she is gone and some dude has his pants down and is sticking his hard cock in my face. OK, that's not cool. I throw him over and grab is left hand and literally rip it off. He then pulls a gun with his right hand, and tries to point it my way. I intercept his hand and grab his wrist. Easily breaking it and rendering him helpless to defend himself. I lose this dream. And wake at a later point in time.

I was going through some dream about me having two jobs and being "on the grind" in a big way trying to pay off some debt. In the dream, my house was a mixture of my old and new houses in feel and location. Though it was structured more like my new house, it was painted white. I then realized that I could fly and decided to ignore the career focus in the dream.

I became lucid. Flying was easy and intuitive, and I had great control. I remember flying in a posture similar to me using my fire jets but there were no visuals of the fire. I flew up into the night sky through clouds and could see the stars. There were four or five sets of stars in oval-shaped rings of varying size, with maybe ten to twenty stars on each ring. There were also some stars scattered about. I thought about flying into space and checking out the star rings up close but I could feel that the dream was not particularly stable.

Instead I decided to land, sitting in a tall tree with pointy leaves overlooking a country road. I decided to eat one of the leaves to try and ground and stabilize the dream. I pulled one off the branch and started eating it. It had some texture but no flavor, working well enough to keep the lucid dream going.

A spaceship came down from space and out of the clouds. It was shaped like a cross which I interpreted to be religious iconography. The vertical bar of the ship was made of gold along its edges, with lightbulbs at regular intervals turning on and off in a pattern that made it look like pulses of light were traveling around it. The paneling was glowing bright red, orange, yellow, and green, with its colors also cycling in a wave-like pattern. The horizontal bar of the cross was framed in gold and had a windowed section allowing me to see inside to a single deck. Inside I could see casino games such as slot machines, a roulette and a blackjack table, and dream characters engaged in gambling.

The spacecraft was of such an absurd design I simply had to know why it had appeared and what it symbolized.

"Hey spaceship, what do you represent in this dream?"

The spacecraft landed upright by the side of the road. Various components of it folded apart and went through a complex transformation sequence which had little regard for the rules of euclidean space or how its internals were presumably set up. When it had finished it had become a very bland concrete building. The structure had an octagonal cinderblock wall around it with barbed wire along the top and guard towers at all eight corners and a dirt road leading up to a gatehouse on one of the octagon's sides. The inner building had a square footprint and was taller than it was wide, perhaps three or four floors and looked very sturdy. It had square windows which looked to be made of reinforced glass and a single set of double doors leading into it.

I flew down from the tree and walked through the gatehouse. There were bulky robot guards with high-tech looking weapons that let me through. As I approached the building I could feel the overwhelming aura of strength and stability emanating from it. Large bull horn speakers on the guard tower spoke in a clear and loud, but not overwhelming voice.

"I am the representation of the dream archive you should be making."

I go inside the building and find it to be full of server space with hard drives. It explains how I should make a new more organized dream journal. (This is actually somewhat true and something I have been considering. I actually have three dream journals in which I document different dreams. Dreamviews tends to get most of my lucid dreams, but I keep non lucids and dream fragments and the like in a private dj.)

The dream then transitions to inside my current workplace. Dream characters are sitting around talking about lucid dreaming. One of them points out how he will always dream that his son will come to work and tell him that he is dreaming, but that he always ignores it and doesn't get lucid. I laugh and say that my dream guide appears alot in my dreams but I don't get lucid upon seeing her.

I woke up, typed short notes to remember the lucid and went back to sleep.

I had another lucid dream, but I don't remember much of the content of it. It started on my college campus and I wound up going underground into a tunnel full of trash and losing lucidity.

Tried to turn on the light above my bed, but it wouldn’t turn on. Neither would the lamp on the stand next to my bed (which isn’t there any longer in waking life). This is a dreamsign, so I did a nose pinch RC, I think. Then I became lucid. I remembered to stabilize, as I had planned. I felt the back of the couch that I was laying on. The dream might have faded at this point, but I think I held on to awareness and things came back. I tried the light above my bed again, but it wouldn’t turn on. I might have lost lucidity but regained it at this point. I think I felt the couch again to stabilize, but I also licked the chest by the couch that acts as another night stand. I realize that sounds weird, but licking things seems to help stabilize dreams for me. I got up off of the couch. It was dark in my room, and the lamp wouldn’t turn on. I directed the dream to give me more light, using verbal commands. I was holding the lamp as I did this, and at first I got a flash of light from the lamp. I might have continued my demands a time or two, but at any rate the room lightened up.

I decided to go outside, and wondered if I should phase through a wall. I decided to try for the door, a little worried that I might lose the dream before I got there. I made it though, and opened it after saying something about the Dream Base being on the other side (hoping it would be there when I opened the door). However, when I opened the door I didn’t see the Dream Base, as far as I could tell. It wasn’t exactly my usual surroundings though – more trees, and more parklike than the urban area I live in. I then said something like “Dream Base on the right”, and turned to look. There was a large building there, looking kind of like it was made of light colored brick. It might have just been part of the college campus or the parking garage that is there in waking life though.

I then tried to fly, possibly to search for the Dream Base or to help stabilize the dream. I picked up some gravel so that I could feel it and help to anchor/stabilize the dream. I tried flying, but was having some difficulty getting off the ground. Jumping didn’t seem to help...I think I lost the dream somewhere around here.