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Preface:
I do not smoke marijuana. However, I attended a concert the night before, and almost the entire crowd was smoking. My sister and I were exposed to the second hand smoke, so I guess it was a contact high, although I didn't feel high. However, when I got home around midnight I was really hungry, lol. I had a very peaceful sleep and a lucid dream. I was pleasantly surprised. This is the longest lucid dream I've had in a long time, and though people are saying that marijuana doesn't aid in dream work, I think I might actually have to disagree. Let me reiterate that I don't smoke mj and am by no means an advocate, so you can see how this is honestly puzzling to me. I also have very conservative beliefs when it comes to drugs and things that alter reality or control- although i do not judge others or hold them to my beliefs.


DR 1
I was in a large house, moving around from room to room. There were things I had to do- errands, chores, find things, put thins in their place. When I was done, I started looking for more things to do, making up things as I went along. It seemed like the dream was repeating itself, only it was me- going in a circle, creating a cycle. Upon completing the last cycle, I realized- "hey! I don't have anything else to do because this is a dream!"
And in that instant I was lucid. I decided to jump through the floor to get to the level below. I expected it to happen fast- but it wasn't like anything I expected. I jumped on the floor kind of hard (or so I thought it was) but I landed super soft and kind of melted or floated down through the floor, landing very softly. That was totally unexpected.
I began to get really excited. I saw some windows in front of me on the lower level and I approached them. Green, green grass was outside- a huge lawn. No people were there, until I thought of them. When I thought of people they appeared, passing by, and I began making crazy gestures for them to see me, to make sure they saw me, acting crazy because I knew it was a dream and I had control of it.

I'm not quite sure how to explain the interior of this dream. It looks like a giant foyer or boiler perhaps where all the floors are that material where you can see down to the floor below you. In the middle of this wide expanse is a big hole where a set of spiraling stairs goes down an uncountable number of floors. It's very dark inside, but somehow I can still see everything that goes on. People are pressed against the walls along all the walls on every floor, as this seems to be a series of races. I'm actually involved in the first race around.

When we start, you're not allowed to stand up and run. Most of the races consists of you trying to crawl at a fast pace to every stage on your knees. I'm allowed to stand to run down the stairs to the next level, but I'm required to crawl to the next actual stage. At this point I seem to be very far ahead of everyone else. Once I reach the first stage, I stand up and have to do some tasks. I don't remember what it is other than it had something to do with archery. I continue on the course, but cannot recall what all stages I have stopped at or having gone down all the rest of the stairwells. The next thing I remember is passing the finish line, somehow on the top floor once more and I'm not at all our of breath.

My prize turns out to be a HD T.V. of some sort. I instantly turn in my dream and go to hand my prize to some little boy's father. He tries to reject the gift, but I insist that he takes it anyways, so he does. I then return to sit with my family to watch more of the races. I hear names of people I recognize being whispered, and I actually see one of my friends tumble off the side of the top floor of the foyer. I can actually perfectly see her crash several floors down, but she just gets up like she never actually fell. The races continue on, but I wake up just as a group of contestants make it down the first flight of stairs.