DAJ509

06/15/13
I laid awake, body still, mind wide open. I imagined a place where no one cared and no one judged. I stepped out of the court house (so I think) and onto a street paved with cobble stone. I looked around and saw no one and listened closely and heard not even a bird chirp. It was quiet enough, if a sewing pin dropped it would sound like bombs. I told myself this is weird and asked if it was real. I felt myself not really jerk but spasm into a lucid dream. I told myself I was lucid. I looked for anything to help. First a mirror. None to be found. Then a clock. Again none to be seen. Lastly a billboard. Here I had success. I noticed the picture was me and all the letters were mumbo jumbo, a mix of hyroglifics, and shapes. The initial shock of becoming 100% aware I was lucid woke me up. I have been unable to become lucid since but here is my next attempt. I am attempting to go to space and meet Neil Armstrong. Wish me luck.