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    I will put in the box

    the swish of a silk sari on a summer night,
    fire from the nostrils of a Chinese dragon,
    the tip of a tongue touching a tooth.


    I will put in the box

    a snowman with a rumbling belly
    a sip of the bluest water from Lake Lucerene,
    a leaping spark from an electric fish.


    I will put into the box

    three violet wishes spoken in Gujarati,
    the last joke of an ancient uncle,
    and the first smile of a baby.


    I will put into the box

    a fifth season and a black sun,
    a cowboy on a broomstick
    and a witch on a white horse.


    My box is fashioned from ice and gold and steel,
    with stars on the lid and secrets in the corners.
    Its hinges are the toe joints of dinosaurs.


    I shall surf in my box
    on the great high-rolling breakers of the wild Atlantic,
    then wash ashore on a yellow beach
    the colour of the sun.
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    1. A Table Flips Me! (Lucid #86)

      by , 10-11-2012 at 09:14 AM (Magic Box)
      I am outside my house, and it is nighttime. I can't remember what I'm doing, but I notice that the houses have a weird yellowish glow to them. I think to myself, "Haha, it's like a dream! Wait..This is a dream!!" I get lucid, and try to think of my goals. I remember my goal to have a table flip me, since I had already flipped a table before.

      I summon a table. I look away and back, and it is there. It is a square wooden table, the kind you see at picnics with the long seat attached to it. I walk up and stand on it. I put my feet apart, in a fighting stance. Then I yell "DO IT!"

      Nothing happens. What a fail.

      I ease up on my stance and decide to get down and do something else. I take a step down on the attached seat, using it as a ladder. Just as I'm doing so, the whole table flips! FFUUUUUUUUUU!! And it flips really hard too. I get thrown across the ground, and land face first, and it hurts. A lot. Probably because I didn't have time to imagine it wouldn't.

      I stand up and brush myself off. The table has vanished. I walk to the nearest house and open the door, planning to use it as a portal to change dreamscapes. It doesn't work. I enter the house normally and see many DCs watching tv. I think about yelling out for my dream guide, so I ask "Is my dream guide here?" They all look at me, and one of them says, "Her name is Claire."

      I am puzzled. But that's Oreoboy's DG! They ask me if I wanna join them, as they seem to be watching Courage the Cowardly Dog on the tv. I think I start losing lucidity here. I say yes, though I'm not sure why. I proceed to sit on the floor where about 5 other people are squatting. I remember laughing at something on the show, before I totally lose lucidity and drift into some nonlucids before waking up.
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