Cities in the Astral

I was involved with a random lucid when I wondered if I was over sleeping. I woke up (FA) and checked the time. I suspected a possible FA and decided to examine things. I walked into the front room thinking I will see if anything is odd. I thought everything looked normal (No. It was washed out and the color was towards a grey spectrum. I get into the front and some stranger is looking at my fish. They commented that they fed them. This made me mad. I totally forgot about the chance of an FA. I focused on who this guy could be and so on. Opportunity missed.

I became lucid at some point in the night just because things got confusing so I RCd by rising up into the air like Magneto. Sure enough. Later there was a phase where me and DG are laying back in a weird bubble energy. It was like floating in shifting beads. Slight variations in frequency would shift the stuff to warm fluff like clouds. It was not an experience I can put in words and was some sort of training on subjects too foreign for me to understand on the physical world. We later walked for some time while she told me things. It was a decent amount of talking and made sense. Darn if in waking life the contents of the talk are not translatable, so come across blank.

In a lucid I am flying fast through narrow streets at night. Ahead I see the Idaho capitol building. I go Spider Man and shoot an energy line out and reel myself in super fast to the building. I can not get above the fancy stone work ledge. I stop and try to fix what ever is wrong in my thinking/expectations. I am doing everything right but can not move higher up the building. I decide to physically climb the stone work. It teeters and threatens to collapse on me. some form of hidden barrier?

I am in a confusing dream and my friend is asleep on the floor which seems wrong. I sense I have somehow ended up in some one else's house. I wander around and my friend wakes up and agrees we should not be here and could get in trouble. There is a woman there. and I talk to her. No of this makes sense so I decide it must be a dream. I RC by attempting TK, which works. Lucid now. I go outside to explore and he comes with me. We fly along a dark street in the rain. he says he is hungry, and I tell him to just visualize food. Up ahead is a burger restaurant. We go in (first door is locked) and he wants to order. I am suddenly thinking this feels like I have gone astral and am in one of the cities. I worry that if he orders and they serve him actual astral food he will be expected to pay with some form of actual astral wealth. I assume he has none as I certainly never have any form of currency, in fact it being made clear in the past that i do not have clothing (I just imagine I do.) I do not want to get people angry, so decide to find out if these people are real and if this is indeed a real place not just inside my head. I sit down calmly and call out into the ether asking for someone to explain where I have found myself and if there are any rules I need to know about.
Before long someone real (entity) does approach and asks me to follow them. They take me out of the building through the back. Some other entities are out there. I can hear them talking/ thinking to each other. One is saying they are confused as to did I honestly just peacefully turn myself in? What? Am I wanted here, or something? I certainly have screwed up and run amuck in many more than one area of the astral. Wow, but if I want to be welcome in these places i must face what ever local law enforcement wants to deal with me and hopefully move forward with fixing my disturbing past. They bring me to a building and say my powers will be dampened in there while I am interviewed (like the prison I was sent to in the large every time I showed up for months.) It is ok, I know in a worse case I can force my consciousness back to the physical realm.
Inside the building is a woman who interrogates me. I am accused of treachery. I supposedly acted disloyally in some setting that harmed the interests of this group. Images of space ships are projected as if that should remind me of the crime. I explain to her that I do not remember anything about the situation if it happened. I explain that I am a dreamer and am rarely in the astral. that when I do make it there my cognitive function is impaired much like being drunk, so sometimes I screw everything up. I am unaware if I have an existence there when my life is taking place on Earth, but that blaming me (this awareness) for things some avatar of me does when "I" am not there would be confusing to me. I am at a huge disadvantage in dealing with there legal system.
She seems pretty pissed off and not impressed with my excuses. I panic and decide to get the hell out of the dampening field incase i need to protect myself. I force my way out the door. I make a run for it and take off flying. She chases/follows me and amazingly can match my every maneuver (uncommon in most cities.) I can not get away and decide to force myself back into my body.

In this dream I was lucid for a long stretch and I at one point decided to try and kiss my dream guide. I pulled her close but was polite about it and put my lips timidly on hers. Fade to grey, disapproval, I will force you out of the dream. Sorry, sorry, step back. Dream comes back. We start walking. I decide to create a totally fake DC and kiss it. I know the crowd will have a pretty women. It does. I know she will walk up to me and want to kiss. It does. Fade to grey. I will force you out. Dispel Dc, say sorry, sigh, sorry, sorry sorry. Continue on.

I am back 25 years ago and on the job when me and dad were in business together. I guess we had been planning on going to a concert out of town. He can not go for some reason, but I am still planning on going. He gets very angry and starts yelling. He does not need me to stay and his attempt to pressure me to stay is petty. I realize dad has been dead 8 years and it is 2020, not the 80's. I think this may be Dad's spirit which often seems confused. I stand up to him and loudly proclaim "listen you should not yell at me like I am a kid. I am almost 50 years old and in waking life am considered a highly accomplished man."