Competition Entry # 9
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, 08-05-2014 at 12:40 PM (577 Views)
Not that I gathered many points - but I gathered lucid time, for my meagre standards quite a lot of time, even.
Did a WBTB, but again a short one, and not like planned...
LD #1: I was standing in the atrium of a house, maybe 3 stories high, looked like an office-building, I don't know how I got there. But looking down the hall - it just simply struck me, that it was a dream. Forgot to RC, but did that later on. What was on my mind first, was that Maxis had lucid dared me to die and survive it like a proper cat should be able to do. But what I did first wasn't trying something fancy, nor going after my 5 senses, since I ended up in the void by interrupting what I was doing before and especially upon lacking input from a sense, I search. So I slowly walked out of the building, as if nothing had happened. And that was a good idea, when I came out, the dream had nicely stabilized.
The idea had been to transform into a cat and then let myself get hit by a lightning strike. Somehow I had the feeling that I'm not up to full transformation, didn't dare try - and since I could also die and survive something as a human - I started weather-witching instead and conjured up rain and storm and darkness - but lightning eluded me. I was a bit afraid then if I'd get anything done and went flying - by jumping from a high cliff into something like a canyon. The plan was my 3-stepper super flight, into which I wanted to switch while in the sky, and maybe catch a deadly lightning strike under way. But - soo stupid - I suddenly had such an urge for the toilet, that it disturbed my air-swimming. Soo - what now, I think in mid-flight, and wanting to get something out of this LD in the last seconds, I grab my right eye, see if I can rip it out for the TOTM. Well I do - but not really - it stays on it's optic nerve, I get it out maybe 20 cm and then it bounces back in. No pain - no spectacular visual effects, either - but it feels slimy. Now reading back - I should have examined it further - what I can say, is that I saw it with my other eye, as a dark ball. Before I could go on and land somewhere and maybe cut it off with something, I felt I had to go so urgently, I woke myself up. And of course - nope - I didn't need a toilet irl - this happened several times before. Need to remember that once and for all - maybe stop moving my dream-body or just letting it go...
Dream #1: It's back - the old house. This time, though, it had been ripped down except for a small part, and all the place around it had been sold and integrated into city-buildings on one side, on the other was some garden left. I was very happy to be there, to know it exists, but later on I found out that even that last bastion had been sold, and there was a party with the new owners moving in suddenly appearing in my and a friend's living there. We were just living there, and they came in all dressed fancily and with champagne glasses, we had to first find out what they wanted, I couldn't believe it nor accept it, but I had to in the end...
Fragment #1: A woman stands at a table and wants to demonstrate something, takes her fingers and does as if it was a touch-screen and she would make the picture bigger. It screeched like hell, but that supposedly belonged to the new technology, where you could use anything as a monitor.
I guess I know exactly where this is coming from - Sivason and the wet oil painting thing, which I mentioned yesterday...
Fragment #2: Washing dishes...
Fragment #3: A kid with a sick guinea pig, and I don't want to check it, because I'm afraid it bites, looking somewhat sinister
Fragment #4: In a coffee shop, looking at the lots of cakes
Again didn't dictate something - hence the fragmentation...
And I try to keep that up - just pretending nothing would have happened upon lucidity, taking it slowly - that was good.