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    Abusive Father and high-level lucidity. (#187)

    by , 03-21-2015 at 04:31 PM (526 Views)
    There was some non lucid and semi lucid stuff before my last WBTB, but I can't remember it. I remember it had something to do with this recreational center that had an ice skating rink in it.

    -WBTB-

    There was a man who had a small toddler with him in a store, akin to a Walmart or Target or something. He was abusive and got angry with his son of about three years old. Apparently, the store sold toilets on this big multi-teired display and he got so mad with his son that he flushed him down one of the toilets.

    His mom started panicking, but the abusive man kept pushing her away. He then said he was going to 'teach the kid a lesson' and grabbed an absurdly large tube of toothpaste off of the shelf and squeezed it into the toilet to 'drown' him.

    The mom told me to go and get security. I ran to the front of the store where there a couple of security officers. One was really tall and skinny and the other was short and fat. It told them about what was going on, and they said that since this man might be dangerous they wanted me to be armed. They handed me two over sized nerf guns. One was a huge nerf missile launcher and the other was a giant machine gun.

    We went running back to the scene where the man was still squeezing toothpaste down the toilet. One of the guards grabbed him and the other picked up the toilet and smashed it open. The kid inside was fine, but he was covered in toothpaste.

    The dream carried on for another minute and I carried around the giant nerf guns. I wondered if I was allowed to keep them.

    ...

    I was driving down the expressway, or at least felt like it. I looked down to see that I was not in a car. I didn't even have a body. I was just a floating viewpoint moving down the road like a car would.

    Somehow or other I was able to nose pinch and recognize that this was a dream.

    The expressway had lights and weird interchanges in it, all of these traffic signals and junctures that didn't really make sense. I remember seeing traffic lights that turned weird colors like purple and white and wondering what they meant.

    I then honed in on the cars that were driving around me. They were really detailed. The expressway changed to more of a suburban road with big trees. I saw that the cars were really detailed. I could even see the reflections on the gloss of the car of the trees and the sun.

    I began thinking at a very high level of lucidity about how this was all imagery created by my brain, and it had such impressive quality. I knew I had to get to trying to shared dream with DawnEye11, but right then.


    Then my mom came into my room and started yelling since I was going to be late for my Saturday morning taekwondo class. I really need to start trying to WBTB at college more. I don't have to worry about this crap.
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    1. DawnEye11's Avatar
      Apparently, the store sold toilets on this big multi-teired display and he got so mad with his son that he flushed him down one of the toilets.
      His mom started panicking, but the abusive man kept pushing her away. He then said he was going to 'teach the kid a lesson' and grabbed an absurdly large tube of toothpaste off of the shelf and squeezed it into the toilet to 'drown' him.
      Wow, that dad was a psycho.
      I began thinking at a very high level of lucidity about how this was all imagery created by my brain, and it had such impressive quality.
      HQ dreams are the best! : 3
      Then my mom came into my room and started yelling since I was going to be late for my Saturday morning taekwondo class. I really need to start trying to WBTB at college more. I don't have to worry about this crap.
      Poor Jade. I hate when my mom yells to wake me up too.