The Odds and Ends of a Crazy Person!

October 9th, 2010

LONG dream [Fights, Flights, Zombies, Clarity] (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

[[Warning: This IS a very long dream]]

So, as is my custom now, I go to bed with the mantra (I guess this makes it a MILD? I dunno. ) that I will become lucid. I don't specify how, but hey, it worked.

So I get into the dream, and I'm with a group of about 50 people and we're all fighting these giant suits of armor gladiator style. Looking back on it, I'm glad I didn't go lucid here. It was much more fun without it! I was some kind of magic person that could shoot iciles out in a wave around me. Anyways, I got seperated from the group and it was just me VS a giant armor guy. . . So we talked. We stopped fighting and just talked about civilization. He mentioned one of my friends going to college just like me and remarking on that. But here's the creepy part... When I woke up this morning, that same friend had JUST sent me a friend request on Facebook... WTF.

Anyways, after a nice chat, the event is over and I go walking outside with the huge group. We're all talking and having a bit of fun and walking out of some kind of Hotel. I meet up with my brother. As we get to the parking lot, I notice our car and go to walk towards it. Apparently, though, we went over the time limit for parking there EVEN though we had a permit to do so. They ended up moving our car to the furthest part of the lot. This happened to be so far away that we had to get a hotel room for the night. We unpacked bags that we suddenly had, and as I unpacking, I thought, "Man, this would be cool if it was a dream. Wait, what if I am dreaming? I'm dreaming!"

Boom baby, Lucid activate! I stood up and looked out our window, which had almost nothing outside of it. I yelled, "Clarity now!" Suddenly, this hotel was a port-side hotel with a beautiful bay next to it. I could see people walking and everything! The water shimmered with the sunset, too. I actually spent a while just admiring the landscape and touching everything. Lots of touching. The walls were soft, my hands made friction, the bed compressed when I stepped on it (Laying down in it might bring me back to waking life.), etc. I can't remember how it happened, but I got myself outside the hotel room, but to the left of the window I looked out of. I was in some kind of survivor camp. There were roofless structures that looked like high-tech RVs with a floor on top of them and stairs leading to the top. I knew one was mine and walked up that. There wasn't much there, toothpaste, a watch, maybe a dresser drawer or something.

Getting kind of bored, I turned around and saw another camp tower (I'll call them that.) grilled some hotdogs on theirs. I jumped over with a low-gravity thing and tried to talk with them, but their were biker-type people who liked to talk with fists. They kind of stared at me angirly, but didn't do anything. I got off their little camp tower and saw the point where me and my brother waited while their unfairly moved my car. But this time, there was a door behind it. I opened the door and casually walked inside. By the time I reached the end of the hallway next to some thin, cast-iron stairs you would find going to a boiler room or something, I felt something... I turned around and a disfigured, horrible zombie (Why did I want clarity?!) was limping VERY quickly towards me. I could go into detail, but I won't. Lets just say it was very clearly missing some of its organs...

"Guns!" I thought, but all I got was a knife-fork: a blade with prongs like a fork at the end of it. I stabbed it in the heart, and it went down surprisingly fast. Then, the door I walked through burst open quickly with a girl running through it. Also, it was now pitch-black midnight. One of the biker guys, kind of slim, sleezy face, long black ponytail, covered in leather, etc, charges the girl and pushes her down, then stabs a sword right through her (It was in complete shadow, but it was implied that he stabbed her.). Okay, I was starting to think following this dream wasn't going to go anywhere nice. I thought that, and instantly the guy stared at me and practically teleported right in front of me.

Next thing I know, I feel like I've gone back in time. I'm back outside with the camp towers and it's daytime again. "Allll right..." I had a few things stolen from me, but I didn't mind. I was dreaming! I felt a little shaky, so I did some RC to stabalize everything. Hands rubbing, plugging my nose (It is the weirdest feeling to breathe like that. I usually skip this RC 'cause it's easy to fail), and then checking the number of fingers I had. I already knew I was dreaming, but my dream tried to fool me... I had 7 fingers on my left hand and 3 on the other. I just started laughing. A second later, I saw that I couldn't see too far over this cliff conviniently located next to me. I just flew over it, and soon I was covered in a fog. I tried "Clarity!" again, but it didn't do much. I arrived at a huge door made of various food products. The knob was pretty big, but I opened it. Inside, an empty room yet again made of food and another big door. I did this cycle about 3 times until I got to a pitch black room. I said, "Lights on." and blip! Lights came on. Somehow, I was no longer flying, and the room was like a janitor's closet with empty shelves. The furthest wall from me was made of cakes. I walked in and saw that it was getting gradually darker behind me.

Holy shit... I turn around and I see Death with huge, torn, flowing black robes and all. So I did what any sane person would do; punch Death, steal the Scythe, teleport away. The punch actually worked and I got hold of a weird scythe made of bones and wrapped in cloth. I could only think of one place to go; the camp towers. But something had changed. . . Each camp tower was now themed based on a school I had been to. It now seemed more militaristic, too. I played around with Death's scythe a bit, but didn't wanna go murdering DC's, so I dropped it and it kind of vanished. At this point not too much was happening, so I tried something new. I struck a pose like Ryu from Street Fighter and tried to get a fireball going. After a few seconds, I could hear the fire in my hands, feel the warmth, rotating my hands to contain it and feeling it grow with each passing second. The I let it loose! Aaand nothing was there. Damnit! So close...

By this point I kind of lose lucidity as a girl from my high school camp tower points a gun at me and tells me to sing a song from the school to prove I'm not a zombie. I laugh that I can't think of any songs and she goes away. . . But then a bunch of soldiers from the game Modern Warfare 2 start to pop out and I defend myself with a sniper rifle until my dream fades away... But hot damn was that a long and awesome dream! Sadly, I wouldn't call this 10 minutes of FULL lucidity, seeing as I like to go along with my dreams. Usually they're interesting.

Kind of weird, but included in my little night-time mantra, I try to picture the place where I will become lucid. I pictured myself in some kind of room facing a corner at which two windows meet. HUH. SOUNDS FAMILIAR. LIKE A HOTEL ROOM I WAS IN. Yea, I'm kind of freaked out that it worked, but also incredibly excited that I did that. Perhaps I can start out my dreams in different locations like that. I dunno. Dreams are weird.