Lucid Time!

This dry spell just keeps dragging on and on. Considerable lucidity might mean it's finally coming to the end.

Something to do with three lasers of a particular frequency meeting at 90 degree angles creates a fourth-dimensional bridge.


I am with a few friends and Katniss from the hunger games movies, making our way through the woods. We are talking on headsets as if we are playing a game/in a virtual reality. Somebody asks if we want to end the match and we say no. We then come under attack by an army of small monkeys.


I am in an art supply store with my mom and we are buying paper for an art project. The art supply store is very small in a mall, no bigger than the inside of a CVS (In fact that's what the general feel of the art supply store was; a drugstore). It seems to only have one or two employees.

An employee leads us in the back and begins showing us what they have available in terms of paper. It's not much. What they have looks like shoddy blank newsprint and printer paper. I notice that there are drawings of my cartoon characters on the paper. They weren't mine, but they were committed attempts to recreate some of my most iconic characters.

This prompts me to reality check. A couple of nose pinches settled that. I tell my mom that I am dreaming and that I have to leave.

I step outside and see dream characters walking by. The area outside the shop isn't like a mall, it's the side of a busy road with a downtown New-York ish feel to it, skyscrapers and all. I asked to see Manei appear. At first nothing happened but then she ran up to me as a little girl wearing raggy clothes.

"What happened to you? Why are you so little?"

"Dun Dues Se Carlo."

"Dun Dues Se Carlo?"

"Yeah, Dun Dues Se Carlo."

"What the heck does that mean?"

"It means we caused a problem and now we have to-"

I need to get back down there with some serious lucidity and get these lucid issues worked out.