I was in my room, and the moonlight was shining into my window. I was listening to KRS-One talk about religion. A lot of it didn't make any sense, and J walked in and asked me about it. I told him I listened to it, but I wouldn't let it have any affect over me. I'm in some casino, and there are various wheel of fortune winners, and I was trying to convince them they should all get together, and use their money to make more money. I really want to say there was a girl involved that I was flirting with a bit. They declined, and I walked over to a dance floor and waited for them to play something decent. There were people out there battling, and they were c-walking. Their skill level didn't seem all that great, so I was going to slide out there before a friend of mine got completely served. I slid out there, and started working it, and just like that, the song switched up, and it was one of those 'know the dance' types. It two people facing each other with a person behind each one. They would do some moves and slap each others hands several times and eventually slap the hands of the person behind them. It was kinda cool...but not my thing. I remember something about being in a basement....watching tv, but the cable cord wasn't plugged in. There was some other thing going on, and they put me on the spot so I went out there. People were lined up, and my goal was to imitate/out do the style that the person on the other side was doing. It started off with some hip-hop moves, and it was super easy. Then it moved to Spanish music. The first thing was salsa, and I wasn't that great at it, and then it switched up to the samba. I nailed it, and some DC was like "wow he learned that in three steps". When the music stopped playing I shook everyone's hands/gave them a hug. I was walking off when I noticed I had these powers....well everyone really. I could say "tiny" and shrink down to a few inches in height, and saying "regular" turned me back. I kept doing it back and fourth so I could Jump up, and land on tables that would have normally broken in two. I had some test to do, and it involved sparring with a guy while a laser grid moved around us. Eventually the other guy gave up, but my shrink skills helped me last longer. Once that was done, someone started yelling "fight'! I saw some guy get thrown through double doors into our area, into a vending machine that was next to a water cooler. This girl was owning him. She grabbed him and stuffed him inside the water bottle and stuffed it inside the machine....pree sure that guy died. I ran into the next room and said "guy's you gotta stop this chick outside, or she'll lose control". They ignored me, and I ran back out side, only to watch him (she was some black guy now) owning people in the crowd. Most of the people were just afraid of him after seeing what he did, and never really tried to fight him. He was knocking them out of the way like a football player. I noticed one problem though. He was really slow. Eventually he came after me, and I didn't back down. I used my shrinking skills to dodge his punches and went back to regular size when I was behind him due to his effort of swings. I got punched one time while blocking with my arms crossed, and it sent me into the air, and things seemed to slow down. I landed on my feet, and decided to try one last ditch effort to take this guy out. He rushed at me, swinging with all his might, and I yelled "tiny", shrunk down, yelled "regular" and turned around. I laughed at the fact this guy still was using the same basic moves. He swung at me one more time, and as soon as he did, I yelled "big". I gained about three feet, and a a lot of muscle mass. I caught his fist, pushed it down by his side, and grabbed his ankle and tossed him back and fourth like a rag doll. Each slam had concrete flying up from the ground. When I was done he got up again, and I jumped up, got him in a scissors leg lock in mid air, and barrel rolled. It was something like a side-waysfrankensteiner. During the roll, everything went into super slow motion, and I could see the guy throwing up on my legs while spinning. It looked grossly amazing.
NOTE: Used subliminal audio 1 by ninja in DV. Jasmine tea before sleep. Reverse day recall. Dream: Dark. Lightning. People fighting. Super powers. A small child with super strength. A giant cross. Night. Fighitng another being with a giant cross. "I" threw the giant cross at him. After fight. Dad stays behind. "I" was unconscious for a few days. The strong woman. is there. Walking. Night. LRT station. Morning. Walking down the street. A school. Roman type. Architecture. Some people. Formal clothing. Yellow. Golden. Inside building. A guy in tux. Looks lost.
NON DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm sitting on the floor, next to my friend, J. We're writing stories or something. Suddenly, I notice my hand has a weird message written on it. In real life, I had written "DREAMS!" on my hand with pen, so that when I looked at it in my dream, I would notice it said something else. Well, it worked. Looking at my hand, I became lucid, because now it said something else. It still said "DREAMS!" on it, but underneath that, I saw the sentence "It's an oracle!" I performed a reality check, and sure enough, I was dreaming. J, who is still sitting next to me, suddenly becomes angry. Her face gets rounder and her eyes are further apart. She starts growling. I hardly have any time to be scared before I'm suddenly lying down in my bed. It's not a false awakening, because I still know I'm dreaming. My vision is blurred, and I slowly and blindly step out of my bed, trying to walk around. That's when I notice I'm standing on the ceiling. Weird, I think to myself, as I slowly flip around and land on the ground the right way. I will myself to have clear vision, and I do. Not knowing what to do next, I walk over to my window and look outside. It's daytime. I randomly see Leonardo DiCaprio standing there, as his character Cobb from Inception. At first I'm afraid that he's gonna try and steal my thoughts and ideas like in Inception, so I try to scare him away. I do so by making scary faces at him through the window. He slowly backs off and runs away. I almost immediately regret scaring him off because I wanted to interact with my DCs. So, I walk into the backyard and see him standing there by the bushes, towards the woods. As I begin to approach him, I am interrupted by my grandpa's friend, P, walking towards me. P is carrying my crying brother and asks me if I could help figure out what was wrong with him. I agree and take my brother, and P is gone. I ask my brother, "What's the matter?" Still crying, he says "The Xbox won't let me be Player 1!" I shrug and decided to help him, just because. Following him inside, I realize the Xbox is set up in the kitchen, and the TV is attached to the fridge. I don't know how technology works in the dream world, so I randomly press a few buttons on the controller. But it seems to work because he stops crying and runs off to go to the bathroom or something like that. I start to go back outside but remember to check my hand, just to see what else it says. It still says "DREAMS!" and "It's an oracle!", but now it also has random scrambled letters written on it, too. I step outside, and as soon as I do, my vision gets blurry again. I suddenly hear voices around me and I know I'm near people, but I can't really see them. I recognize some of them as people from school. They are frantically warning me that I've entered the 2nd dream level, the dream within a dream. They told me of how there was an explosion and everyone was in danger. Looking at the ground with my vision still blurred, I could barely make out what I guess were supposed to be fragments of blown up bomb. I kept struggling for clarity and finally achieved it. As soon as I did, I remembered how Cobb was still outside, and I feared that he'd been harmed. I shouted out, "COBB!" and ran over towards him. He was still in the same spot by the bushes, except he was lying on the ground, half dead. He looked weird. He was blue, with a bleeding face, cracked skin, and he was wearing a Native American headdress. I kept reassuring him he'd be ok, and he didn't respond. Suddenly, a group of about 3 or 4 people ran over to him (I don't know who they were) and revived him. He was fine. It was now darker outside. Randomly, my best friend H appeared next to me. We were looking on our phones for a new tuxedo for Cobb, because he was going to Vegas for vacation, apparently. H found a snazzy looking suit and showed it to me. Of course, the suit model was Eames from Inception. I agreed that it was a nice suit. H disappeared. I decided that I would once more try to change my appearance like I have in other dreams. I closed my eyes and made a mirror appear in front of me. I remember the mirror was one of those big full body mirrors, with an intricate design on the gold frame. I closed my eyes and told myself that when I opened my eyes, I would look like Zooey Deschanel, who I failed to look like in another lucid dream of mine. When I opened my eyes, the only thing that changed was my hair. Then I decided that since everything seemed to be going along with Inception, I'd try and change myself to look like Ariadne. This time, all that changed was my hair and my clothes. I even got Ariadne's little scarf she always wears. I woke up. My first thought was, "Nooooo! That dream was too short!" But as I reviewed the dream in my head, I realized I was very lucky I lucid dreamt at all, and I had an amazing lucid experience.
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