Fragment: older son's after school care sent us paperwork about what is inappropriate.
I had a long, intense dream, but I only remember these parts. I was in a car with someone I dislike very much, and he had a girl driving. She flipped the car taking a left turn, and the car rolled a couple times. I broke my right leg and cut it above the ankle, I went to the ER and I remember looking down at my ankle and seeing the gash. I think somebody died. I wouldn't ever be in a car with them again, and it was just a dream. Then, I dreamed I was in a huge pool, like a water park... but everything was natural, made of wood, and there were trees and cliffs, like a jungle. You could jump off the trees into the water, and they were incredibly high up, it didn't seem like a big deal to anyone. We were all riding on inner tubes, and hanging onto each other. A girl turned to me and told me that "when I jumped off, I lost my backpack, and somebody stole it." then she laughed and said "Yea, like that would ever happen." I think she meant nobody stole anything from each other here. She was dark skinned, a very brown bronzed color. It was an interesting dream, I've never had a dream of such a location before.
Dream I just arrived in a car with my older brother to a remote place, i see some college guys dressed in their gown ( is the academic costume ... i really don't know i to say it in English)... i propose to my brother we prank them by shouting something to them and my brother ignores me and starts to walk on their direction ... suddenly i start to looking around and i realize i'm dreaming , for some reason i don't do a RC. I start walking, following my brother while i rub my hands for stabilization ( I didn't forgot this time XDD)... i pass through the college guys and go to a bar .... is a weird bar , looks like an abandoned house , there are no doors , or windows or even any furniture... all there is is walls, old wall stained by time. There are a lot of young people in there ... i see i guy and i recognize him, in the dream i'm sure i know him from the DV or some video tutorial i saw about Lucid Dreaming ( the truth is that i don't even know him in real life although is face looked familiar ), i address my self to him saying that we might be sharing a dream... he ignores and i think to myself " he must think i'm a DC". At this point a woman starts talking to me , she recognizes me .... is a old woman , dressed in black with few teeth in her mouth . I take a second look at her and she looks like a aunt of mine ( only my aunt in not that old ). Now i'm not sure but i think at this very moment my lucidity starts to fade away i don't realize it . FA 1 I "wake up", look to my side in bed and there is a person but i can only see his silhouette ... i assume is my brother but immediately after this i do the nose plug and i know i'm dreaming ... i'm so happy about it that i start pointing my finger to the person next to me and saying : -" AH AH... i know i'm dreaming !!" The DC get's angry and starts attacking me, i get under the blanket and try to change the dream scenario ... i think of a desert ( it stupid ... i should thought on beach ) but doesn't work ... FA 2 I "wake up" , i'm under the blanket, i get out and i do the nose plug and i can breath through but i'm so convinced i'm awake i do it again and again and finally i can't breath through so i think i'm awake ... i look to the ground and i see a digital camera , i pick it from the floor and i wake up .
I was in a dungeon and there was something about two groups of different creatures and some dreaming related talk.
This was the fifth of five lucid dreams from last night/this morning. Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #110: The Substitute I'm walking through a mall when I pass my friend "JR". Walking a bit further along, I pass by a yogurt place. Manning the counter is another person who looks almost exactly like JR. I think about how odd this is and after a moment's contemplationg, realize that this is a dream. My prospective memory is fully engaged and I immediately remember that I'm trying to meet up with Art. This time I don't even bother getting to the Alamo. I keep walking through the mall, extending my hand behind me, and say, "[NewArtemis], I know you're already here. Grab my hand when you're ready to go." Immediately, I see a female-looking shadow appear on the floor walking next to my shadow. Soon after that, there's a grip on my hand. Confident that the summon has worked, I turn to look and find myself shaking hands with... ...a complete stranger! She's in her mid-20s, black, short, and very friendly-looking. "Uh, how's it going?" I say. "Hey! I'm [NewArtemis' first name] Campbell!" "Ah, nice to meet you," I say. "I was actually calling up a friend of mine." I pause. "Are you the [NewArtemis] that I know, just with a different look? Are you Art?" "No," she says. "I'm sorry! You must be so disappointed." "Nah, it's all good. You seem cool. You want to hit Angel Falls with me? I can do Task of the Year there." Ms. Campbell agrees and as we approach the mall's exit, I realize that it's kind of weird that I'm still gripping her hand in a handshake (or has it turned into a hand-hold??) I turn to look at her but as I pass my gaze through the sunlight that's pouring in through the nearby glass door, she seems to vanish from the scene. This leaves me a little confused, so I pause for a moment, looking around the nearby area of the mall and wondering what I'll do next. As I'm looking, I see my friend "Fry-guy" loitering near a set of stairs. I go up to talk to him and I'm astonished when he greets me with a British accent. (Fry-guy is from middle America.) He starts speaking exuberantly about a history book that I lent him named Idiots that's all about the litany of crucial mistakes made by various idiots that have set civilization on a bad course. (There's no such book, as far as I know.) After that, I explain to him that I'm having a lucid dreaming, and we have a quick discussion about that next. Strangely, there's some classroom nearby taking a test, and a couple of the pupils keep stage-whispering to us to be quiet. I walk with him away from the class back toward the mall exit, continuing to talk lucid dreaming until the dream ends.
This was the fourth of five lucid dreams from last night/this morning. Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #109: Metroid When I complete this WILD, the dream imagery forms into a video game screen. I'm controlling a video game like Metroid where me (or my avatar) can leap, shoot, or curl up into a ball and roll. I'm fighting my way through some alien mountain range where I'm engaged in battle with some slug-looking creature with a whip-like tail that can cause avalanches to come crashing down. I fire and fire at the slug, and it flashes colors every time I hit it, just like I'd expect it to in a video game. After doing enough damage, the slug whips its tail into the side of the mountain and a wall of snow comes roaring down the mountain toward me. I instinctively know to curl up into a ball and slide down for a ways in order to avoid it. After this happens a few times, it starts to feel hopeless. I don't want to spend all of my time fighting this thing, so I flee by hopping to the next mountain over. I know that normally this isn't something that the "game" would allow but I give myself enough semi-flying extra buoyancy that I easily make it over. The slug doesn't follow me and this next mountain over is quiet and peaceful. I run along the snowy mountainside for a while, enjoying the view of the purple alien sky. After some time, I come to a segment of snow that crumbles away, revealing the mouth of a cave. As I step into the cave, I feel myself waking up, but amazingly the dream hangs in there. I'm now very aware of my physical body in waking life, but the dream is still playing, so I roll with it. The cave is filled with green-hued stalagmites and stalactites that give off a glow that's strong enough to dimly illuminate the cavern. I walk further into the cavern, just enjoying what I'm seeing since it feels like the dream is on borrowed time. Eventually the scene gives out and I'm awake.
This was the third of five lucid dreams from last night/this morning. Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #108: The Torrent I'm watching one of the Star Wars films with some friends. We're sitting on the floor of some strange classroom and even though I hate to miss any of the movie, I have to pee so badly that I can't wait. I get up and enter some public restroom, approach the urinal, and start going. While I'm doing this, some guy comes in to use one of the stalls. The bathroom has this horrible design where there's a mirror on the wall which is angled so that I can see straight into the stall. The guy sits down on the toilet and commences his business without bothering to close the door. It's an awful sight. "Shut the door!" I wail. He obediently slams the door shut. Meanwhile, I keep peeing and peeing. The guy in the stall finally finishes his business, washes his hands, and leaves... yet I'm still going. Something's not right about this, and I realize that this is a dream. I still need to pee just as badly as when I first arrived, and there seems to be no stopping things. I'm vaguely worried that I'm wetting the bed but I figure that whatever is happening to my waking body, the die has been cast. Time to get out and enjoy this LD. I step away from the urinal, still peeing all over the place, and exit the restroom. I emerge in a huge store that looks like a Walmart. I survey my surroundings, and every time I look in a direction, I start peeing all over the floor that's in my field of view. Most of the DCs in the store ignore this, but a few run away. Fortunately, after a few seconds, the urine seems to just disappear. There's a huge mirror covering one wall next to a crudely-constructed wooden stage. I check how I look -- exactly like myself, except I'm pissing all over the place. I find the actual sight of myself doing this totally revolting and devote some dream control effort to making it stop. Soon it does, and all is forgiven (or forgotten.) I hit a quick double-biceps pose in the mirror, and it occurs to me that the Advanced Task of the Month is to get naked in front of a crowd. I leap onto the stage and all of the DCs in the store turn to look at what I'm up to. I grab my shirt by the back of the collar with both hands and rip the shirt off of my body. It looks like I'm just in jeans and socks now. (No idea where my shoes went -- did I go into the men's room in just socks? Gross!) With one quick downward move, I simultaneously pants myself and pull off the socks, now stark naked. I feel strangely relaxed and confident about all of this and throw in a few little stripper-style dance moves. Scanning the crowd, I notice that every audience member is now female. I'm not sure whether that's strictly a trick of the menthol or just something that somehow makes me feel more comfortable but I take note of it. With the task satisfied, I jump off the stage, imagining myself clothed once again. I can't remember what else I'd wanted to do so I have a bit of fun wrecking displays in the store -- I force-push some chairs into a shelf of goods, levitate a bunch of stuff in the air, and generally act like a bad kid. As I'm looking around for my next bit of mischief, an attractive, dark-haired woman in her late 20s approaches me. She's wearing a close-fitting, dark blue dress. Menthol? I think. "Hi," she says. "What were you hoping I was going to say to you?" The truth: "I was sort of hoping that you were looking for sex." In spite of myself, I feel pretty embarrassed when I say this. "There's an honest answer! But don't you think that you ought to get to know me first? Here, sit down," she says, gesturing at a long row of wooden chairs. "I'm Gina." I sit down with her and she pulls out a notebook that looks exactly like my written dream journal. "What's that notebook?" I ask. "Dream journal!" she answers cheerfully. "You've got to write everything down if you want to remember it." She looks like she's about to ask me something when a guy sits down in the chair next to her. He's a black guy, about 30, a touch pudgy. Gina leans back to let him speak, looking a little impatient. This new guy speaks to me in a lecturing tone, saying, "Do you think you can just close every door that you open?" I'm confused by what he's saying and as I'm preparing to ask him what he means, I wake up.
June 16, 2013 Lucid Dream 520: Magnetica of the Gameverse Series: The Mind of a Gamer, Episode 6 : The Gameverse Chapter - I DILD Technique: ADA Clarity: High Recall: Moderate Enjoyment: Very High I was at the E3 gaming convention. I was talking to my friend Diddy when he said, "Wouldn't it be badass to go to E3 in real life?" I instantly became lucid. I replied, "Yeah, but then we couldn't do this..." I then turned and punched a random passerby square in the jaw. He fell down, then stood right back up and continued walking as if he hadn't been punched in the first place. I laughed and began exploring the convention. There were quite a few people and loads of different game demos set-up. I was going to look for Kingdom Hearts 3 when I noticed a huge electrical outlet in the wall. It was 30 feet tall or better and people were in line to enter the outlet. I had to stop and stabilize for a moment to hold my excitement back. I then took off running and jumped into the outlet/portal. Blue lightning/electricity flashed as I passed through the portal and I found myself in a huge area. It was the like the area in the movie, Wreck-It Ralph where all the games were connected. I could see archways, doorways, and portals all around me that led to many different games. The area was more futuristic looking than Wreck-It Ralph. It was like a futuristic, industrial, steampunk mixture. It was really cool. I could see people using hologram screens, robots moving through the crowd, and some people were wearing cyclops-like visors. There was no way I wasn't going to go along with this dream setting. I immediately jumped into my "King" persona. I walked through the huge lobby/area like I owned the place. I greeted random DCs, making up their names on the fly. One said, "Welcome back your highness," in fun, but respectful manner. I had already decided in my head that this was the center of the gaming universe (the Gameverse) and I was the King, the #1 gamer in the world. Another of the DCs shouted, "The King is back!" There was an eruption of cheers and applause. Several DCs came up to me and greeted me like old friends. I looked at the nearest one, who was a fairly attractive chick with black hair and a cyclops-like (x-men) futuristic visor, and said, "Yo, Clair! You down for a challenge?" She laughed and said, "Well that didn't take long, but what do you expect from the #1? Of course, I'm down!" Before I could finish asking what game she wanted to play, she shouted, "Magnetica!" Going with the flow, I playfully acted confused, "Magnetica? You really going to play me at one of my strongest games?" She said she had been practicing since I had been gone. As I followed her through a nearby archway, I saw a winding and twisting roadway that went into the air and led into tunnels that passed through the surrounding walls. The road pretty much filled up the entire room. We walked over to the start line and there was a hologram screen where we had to choose our characters. I told her to be her best character and I would be the worst on the game and still beat her. She chose Princess Peach and I cycled through the characters. Some were random made-up characters, some were from Mario Kart, and other were from many different video games. I cycled through and found my character. It was "Mangled Peter Griffin." Peter Griffin from Family Guy, but he had been cut in half and didn't have any legs/waist. He was dripping blood at his severed torso. Upon selecting characters we were now in these metallic silver racers. Each racer had a different paint job and there were at least 20 magnetized to the road/pipe. The road was more like a flattened out pipe. It was flat on top and bottom, but rounded on the sides. The racers were metal and the road/pipe was magnetized. You could drive the car on top, on the side of the pipe, or even upside down on the bottom. We were driving on the outside of the pipe ride and not like the inside of a pipe. Since I had no legs, I had to press the gas pedal with one hand and steer with the other. The start light turned green and we took off and a really high speed. The pipe/road twisted a winded all throughout the huge room. It often times led into dark tunnels through the walls and then back out into the room again. There were electric barrier-like obstacles here and there as well as these mesh walls that some racers crashed into and exploded. To avoid these, you simply had to drive to the opposite side of the pipe (upside down or rightside up, accordingly). The race was fast and felt like it was at pod racing type speeds. I had a blast flying through the course and slamming into other racers causing them to ignite and explode. At one point, the course went through a town. The road was still the same pipe, but there wee houses and whatnot on either side of the pipe. It also weaved through a candy forest (reminiscent of Wreck-It Ralph) at one point. By the time 5 laps were completed, me and Clair had lapped every other racer several times and were neck and neck. I was in first and stated to pull away on the 6th and final lap. Suddenly, I noticed the course had changed for the final lap and the barriers were now moving all around the road. I barely missed a few before clipping one of the wire mesh walls and spun out. Clair passed me as I regained control. She was pulling away, so I got an idea. I started spiraling around the road at a high speed building up Spiral Energy (Tengen Toppa Gurren Laggan). My racer and myself started glowing green when I shouted a battle cry and hit a huge jet speed burst. I passed Clair about 20 yards before the finish line and won the race. A huge crowd of people were cheering and throwing confetti. I hopped out of my car (I had become myself partway through the race and was no longer "Mangled Peter"). Clair walked up to me smiling and said, "I swore I had finally bested you!" I told her I was surprised at how much she had improved and she told me that she had climbed all the way up from being unranked to being the new #2 while I had been gone. I took her hand and set out to explore some more. As we traveled through the sea of people, I now noticed many alien, star wars-like species. I asked Clair where Kingdom Hearts 3 was and I she had now taken off her visor. She looked incredibly hot and I couldn't resist. I said, "How about the new #2 and the #1 become official?" I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close. I began kissing her and she started kissing/licking my neck/ear. She whispered, "That is all I've ever wanted." I become incredibly aroused and pulled her into a nearby photo booth (like the ones in the mall, lol). I began undressing her and went down on her. The dream began to fade and for fear of forgetting this epic dream, I allowed myself to wake up. I was mad as shit at myself for getting sexual and ending such a masterpiece of a dream. It was one of the best I've had in a while. I couldn't adequately describe the race itself, but it was such an amazing experience. I can't wait to get back into the Gameverse again. Series Details With the dream series, "Mind of a Gamer," the gaming world and the dreaming world collide to produce a lucid paradise. Read as I take video game scenarios to the next level. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!
Updated 06-17-2013 at 09:09 AM by 22654
Non-Dream Dream Lucid Since I'm going to try to post my dreams on Facebook everyday from now on, I figured I might as well post them here on well. I didn't write down my dreams in my paper dream journal so they aren't that detailed today. I should try to get better about writing them down. Dream 1-A female co-worker, former male co-worker and I were running around in a field. We ended up in a crowded city where people were trying to electrocute me with some sort of metal bar. Dream 2-I was at a water park. It was sort of an expansive Disney World type water park with many attractions. I went on this large raft slide. There was a very fast water powered lift hill that was about 70 feet tall. As the raft spun around on the turns, there was a voice over saying "This is the best river rapids ride in the world". There were a couple of small drops throughout the ride leading up to the final drop which was 40-50 feet. I got off the ride and the dream ended. Dream 3-I was at another water park. This one was expansive as well, but this one was right next to the ocean. One of my female cousins was cold in her cabana so her brother and I were trying to warm her up with our towels. Nothing sexual was involved of course.
061613 Triple=wonderful father/son experience+2 LDs(1=son + 2nd=very odd fighting&sexy dream..don't have fight much anymore in dreams). 2nd night in a row to LD(mostly only attempt on weekend) for first time I can remember and first time with two LDs in one night! WBTB/SSILD/DEILD. Only one LD below...may fill in the rest later...busy. ...and I looked over at (my 18 year old son who IRL is getting ready to go off to University) was sitting at the table with a few other people and he said I need a haircut and then he started crying and thought that's strange why would you be crying about getting a haircut and then he turned into a toddler with his short hair curling up where it is too long just like he was so many years ago it was the most wonderful experience and I said I am dreaming...realized I was dreaming and went over to pick him up... I got too excited (much more excited than my LDs recently) and was kind of in a light sleep anyway and woke up. Lucid part was too short but I wouldn't trade it for anything! I have been dreaming about my son a lot lately. Empty nester to be..
Updated 06-16-2013 at 09:41 PM by 61674
This was the second of five lucid dreams from last night/this morning. Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #107: Menthol and Marriage, the Sequel I'm helping my friend "Leroy" and his wife prepare for a huge party. For reasons unknown, Leroy sticks an ice cream cake in a heated oven, and it melts to a puddle in seconds. "No, man, don't do that!" I say, too late to be of any help. Leroy gives me a pathetic look and asks, "Do you think it can be fixed?" Solemnly, I shake my head no. I then have a false awakening on the floor of my master bedroom. The lights are all on and Wife has spread circuit boards and other electronic gizmos all over my side of the bed. "What's all this stuff?" I ask. "How am I supposed to get back to sleep?" She ignores my second question. "Did you know that [son E] had all of this stuff in his room? I don't even know what he was building but I've got to figure out what it's supposed to be." I'm super tired and very annoyed that this project is going on. "Can't we figure this out tomorrow? I'm trying to get some sleep. It's..." I look at the clock. "12:30." Wait, my WBTB was at like 3 in the morning... I realize that I'm dreaming. "Sorry, you're right. Keep looking into it. I'm going to look around outside." With that said, I phase through the external wall. I don't emerge in any particular dream scene, though, and fall immediately into the void. I rub my hands together and probe my dream body, trying to device what exit I'm going to use. I decide that I'll call NewArtemis to pull me out and wind up at the Alamo (or wherever she happens to be.) I extend my hand, calling out twice, but there's no immediate response. This isn't alarming since it's normal for this stuff to take some time. I'm getting ready to "expect" a hand to reach out to pull me through, but before it happens... ... I have a false awakening back in my bed. It's dark now. It's an excellent replica of waking life, but somehow I'm not fooled. I look over at Wife's side of the bed and she's there, fast asleep. It's tough to discern detail in the dark, but it's obvious that she's scantily clad. Things proceed in a fairly predictable fashion and we have a couple of very fun but very private minutes of dream sex before... ... I have a false awakening back in bed. I wrongly believe that I've woken up for real. Wife rolls over to my side of the bed and hits me with a make-out style kiss. I think how cool it is that "waking life" is imitating the dream. She stops for a moment and says, "You're not kissing me the way you usually do. It feels different." "I was just dreaming. Maybe that's what it is." "Oh, right," she says. "This is a dream. That's what's different." She kisses me again. I find myself hoping that this is some sort of Groundhog Day scenario. Unfortunately, I wake up soon after, this time for real.
This was the first of five lucid dreams from last night/this morning. It was a crazy night! I've got until the kids wake up from their nap to get these all journaled. Go Canis go!! Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #106: The Terminator Locker I WILD into a long, empty gym locker room. I'm unsure whether I'm in the locker room or an observer. I sense the presence of my friend "Conan" but I don't see him. Conan says, "What's it like to have a lucid dream? Is it like in Limitless?" "No. Not like that. He was smart in that movie. In a lucid dream, I'm stupider than when I'm awake but I can do really cool stuff. It's more like Inception or The Matrix." "Really?" he says. "I want to be like the guy in Limitless. But I guess it's better to be in The Matrix if Terminators came crawling out of those gym lockers." The moment that he says this, a skinless T-800 smashes through one of the gym lockers on the opposite wall and starts running toward me. (Us?) Almost immediately, time slows down, the color in the scene shifting slightly toward yellow and a faint heartbeat sound playing in the background like in Max Payne. I want to be armed, and right away there's a Dirty Harry-style .44 magnum revolver in my hand. I fire once, blowing a hole the size of a silver dollar in the T-800's forehead. As it crashes to the ground, three more Terminators break through the wall of lockers. Time slows further. I fire three more times, and this time I can actually see the bullets fly through the air. As the three T-800s fall, I wind up in the void. I expect to transition into a new scene, so I plan to reach my hand out for help. I still feel the revolver in my hand, so I toss it away. But the moment that I do, I feel my real hand jerk and I'm awake.
((Dream fragments)) I was in some sort of building, near some vending machines... or near some sort of arcade machine, it either one of those. I walking around looking for some quarters to put into the machine... but not only did I find quarters, I also found some nickels as well. Although when I did find a nickel, I beleive I just threw it back on the ground and went to search for more quarters... I think my mom was there as well, she was disapointed about something... ((the dream is very fuzzy)). Also, a women offered me a cupcake (I forgot the occasion) and as soon as I took a bite out of it, she took it back and said something a long the lines as "Oh, this is the lighter cupcake, let me get you the more heavy one."
Updated 06-16-2013 at 09:18 PM by 57176
1. my horse 2. the life of the mind The first dream was so awesome that I made a huge point of recalling it. Woke up at 6am after it ended, and my intention to recall it was so strong that it might have actually hindered other dreams from materializing. I was getting on a bart train. Throughout this dream there were lots of themes of fucking around, playing with people a little bit more in order to experiment with other modes of existence. I was wearing a bright purple trenchcoat. I got on the train and sat next to an old woman, who would become my good friend. Keeping with the vow of silence, I decided to show her a text message with my thoughts on it. (I actually sent it to my boss on accident, but it was OK.) Immediately after getting on the train, I realize that I have left my backpack with my slackline in it behind, and it's too late. I meet up with my dad at one of the stations. I ask him to call the Bart line to see if anyone has turned it in---no luck. The bart line goes in a straight line heading down and diagonally to the right, and eventually it loops back around. I'm not sure how this works out physically (I'm not actually concerned), but it does mean that I'm going to get back to the first bart station and get a chance to get my bag back. I suppose it's like the train station in The Matrix; one end meets up with the other, and you come out the other side. I get back to the first bart station where I departed from, and me and my possee (the old woman, another girl who is way hotter, my dad) start looking around for it. Things are looking grim when I round a bend and... MY HORSE!!!!! My horse has been tied up at the station, using my webbing and all the gear from my slackline. Poor baby! I'm so sorry I left you alone! My horse!!!!!! There is a massive flash of recognition. It is a tall horse, almost like a hybrid between a giraffe and a horse. I am overcome with emotions; I start to cry I love this thing so much. I untie it and nuzzle up to its head. What a sweetheart. Love and compassion. I even go and tell everybody back at my grandpa's (now sold) house. Other dream: People were up and about, making breakfast (IRL). I have a false awakening of sorts; I get up and it's still dark, and nobody is even awake yet. Well shit, what's the point of getting up early? I cruise around the house in roller skates (the ones which fold up into the bottom of your shoes, the Skechers ones). Back to sleep. I am a paralyzed black boy in a bed, dreaming. There's not much organization between these different states. It's almost like a 24 Grams, chopped-up cinematic style, and I haven't enough background to piece it all together. I'm walking around Moorpark (the expanded, dream-state version), it's still before dawn. We have plans to meet at Mike Font's house to go swimming. I'm holding onto my phone, and it's buoyant. I hop a fence, floating/bouncing up the side of the hill. There's the pool. This is a setting that I recognize. I float and bounce away, and try for some flying. My reasoning: this phone is buoyant, it is bouncing. Therefore, it must have a bigger force going UP than my weight going DOWN. I can take advantage of this force! I close my eyes and try to actualize it, and I end up floating up a ways, but no real flight. Eyes closed. This leads to a re-awakening. After opening my eyes briefly and staring at the ceiling of my room, I go back to the dream. I'm the paralyzed black boy again. There's another black man (an uncle?) who wants to take advantage of me and sodomize me. I'm viewing it from third-person, though. At this point this is more narrativized than my attempts at floating, less "me." I am going to die soon. He tries, but is overcome by guilt. Shrug. I come to a sad realization, as I wake up. There's so much I don't care about. This breakfast that is going to be a lot of effort, but is so unhealthy and so bad. It's all about appearances. It's about wanting to appear like you're doing someone else for something, but really putting minimal effort into it. This is life on the surface level; these people don't dream, not like I do. I live the life of the imagination. The life of the mind.
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