CordeliaDivine

I had two very short LD's last night attempting to summon a favorite character from a book series I read called the Bartimaeus Trilogy. For the past few days, I've been telling myself that I was going to summon Bartimaeus as a character next time I LD. I've been looking at potential photos, trying to really get the image down in my mind.

The first dream, I can't remember the story leading up to the LD, but I do remember walking down this dark road in a forest, I was trying to fly, or take off flying, but then I suddenly realized that I was dreaming and instantly I start doing a little happy dance like, "Score!" (I'm super excited about this btw! Ever since I began making this a focus, I've been LD'ing more often, which was my goal). So, I remember that I'm supposed to focus on Bartimaeus and I'm trying to picture him coming down the road, while I'm hovering above ground on a...towel. But he doesn't show up. I immediately loose control of the dream and right before I wake up, I have a short dream fragment of me flying in the air with Bartimaeus next to me in the form of a cicada.



I had several dream fragments in between, nothing memorable. At one point, I woke up and rolled over to my side facing the window and I enter into a nonlucid false awakening. I opened my eyes and looked out this small window of light surrounded by darkness and in the window, all I could see was a tree branch surrounded by daylight, so I thought it was time to get up and start my day. I put some shoes on and grab a bicycle and start pedaling down the road, but it wasn't my usual road. It was the route I used to take to school back when I was a kid living with my parents.

So, I'm pedaling to the nearby woodsy park and I'm biking around this family who'd stopped to take a picture of themselves. It was an elderly couple with a child and a college-age red-head, daughter. So, I'm pedaling past them, but the daughter is running to keep up with me. I turn back behind me for some reason and I see the rest of the family collapsed on the ground. So, I run back thinking they're dead or fainted, and I call after the red-head girl, who turns out to be Lindsay Lohan, to notify her of her fallen family, and she says, "Aw, man! My alarm clocks are broken again!"

I was so confused. "Alarm clocks?" I asked. She said, "Yeah, they're not dead. Those are mechanical people." So, I'm helping Lindsay carry these "alarm clocks" back to my house so she can get them repaired. As we're hauling these mechanical people up the road, I call my Granny P (ha! remember her from the last dream?) and let her know what's going on. I even call my mom she knows to expect me and Lindsay carrying these bodies up the road.

The road we're going up is called Haltom Rd. Along Haltom Rd, are brick walls that separate the street from people's back yards. Lindsay and I pass by this area on the ground where there was a ton of different fruits: strawberries, oranges, apples, grapes, fruit of all different colors. So, I tell Lindsay that we can't pass up this opportunity! That we've got to take this home. Just wash them in the sink and they'll be good to go! So, we start collecting all this fruit in our shirts and these random bowls that appear out of nowhere. (Don't know where the mechanical people went.) All of a sudden, one of the brick walls open up like a door and some Willy Wonka looking man steps out, accusing us of stealing his fruit. Lindsay and I look at each other, drop the fruit, and run.

So, this strange man and some of his goons are chasing us down the street. I turn a corner to try to loose them, which I did, but all of a sudden, I was lost. I could not figure out where I was on a map; nothing looked familiar to me, but everything was detailed and vivid. Then, I suddenly realize that I'm dreaming! "Yes! Score! Twice in one night!" I think to myself. So, I try to summon Bartimaeus again. I sat down on this grassy area and watched the road like a hawk, waiting for him to appear. But he walked up behind me with some other young boys and sat down in the grass in front of me. For a second I wasn't sure if it was him or not because the "handsome youth" form I'd been focusing on was a little distorted, but then I asked, "Is this the best that you can do?"

"Yep," he said. And I woke up.