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I was at a daycare of sorts. We kept having many recesses in which we were all supposed to play outside together. I was being strange though, and kept stealing plates from the kitchen. I would take them outside and eat them.

After chewing on pottery for a few minutes, I decided to take a nap. I laid on the grass and rested against the brick wall. Several groups of students walked past me before I managed to fall asleep.

I awoke in a dark cellar. I was in the cellar of the daycare now. I walked back up to the front lawn where the other children were playing.

Something seemed off, so I did a reality check. Indeed, I was dreaming. And of course, at that moment, everything seemed to heighten in clarity.

I had no lucid goals though. I wasn't sure what to do in this dream.

For a moment, I stood there on the street with nothing to do.

I flew up into the air and into the clouds. They were so beautiful and defined, full of life even though they were inanimate.

But no, I had done this before.

I flew back to the ground and landed on the sidewalk, still wondering how I should spend this dream.

And then it came to me. How would my dream respond if I asked for transcendence?

"Take me higher," I whispered.

Instantly, without my doing, I rose into the air.

Everything morphed around me. Not into anything new, but into hyper clarity...that's not even the right word. Everything surrounding me became a kaleidoscope pattern, but yet nothing changed at all.

"Higher" I whispered.

This soundtrack began to play and I began to move forward:



I can't exactly describe how I felt. It was similar to that of tripping - but more intense.

I was moving forward without my doing. The street ahead of me was coming towards me.

I was about to fly straight through a billboard, but I wasn't afraid. I simply passed right through.

"Higher," I whispered.

Everything began to move faster. I zoomed out of the city and in the process left my body behind.

My consciousness was now flying warp speed through the Earth (que really fucking epic music).

I was flying so fast through country roads, wilderness paths, and scenic highways that I could only perceive them as the rapid progression of pictures. A billion pictures flew past my eyes per second.

"Take me higher," I dared.

I surpassed the warp speed that I was already traveling and my consciousness was risen into the universe.

In front of me was a massive black hole. It was beautiful.



Holy shit.

And I was flying towards it at warp speed.

Could I go any higher than this?

I felt my consciousness being ripped apart as I reached the singularity.

"Higher," I whispered, at the last moment possible.

The last thing I saw was a tear in either the fabric of the universe, or the fabric that held my mind together. Or both. It pulsated orange.

I woke up in my bed at my parent's house. I felt heavy.

But this still felt like a dream.

I got up out of bed to write this in my journal. The time on the clock kept changing. I had known it all along - I was still dreaming. Yet, I was very paranoid about forgetting the last dream that had just occurred.

I ran up the stairs. My mother was washing dishes.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

That was a really good question. What was I going to do now? I felt like nothing could surpass what had just happened, and I didn't want to forget it either.

"Maybe I'm just going to sit on the porch and enjoy nature or something," I asked.

"You have a lot you need to do, you shouldn't be wasting your time right now," she scorned.

"It's a dream," I flat out told her.

"One of these days you're just going to lose it," she warned.

I rolled my eyes and ignored her and proceeded to the porch.

There was a white rose growing against the warped siding. I sat down beside it. I could feel its warmth.

I wanted to experience again what happened earlier, but every time I tried I got a blazing headache. I decided to just let it be, and woke up for real.



I just reread through that again and I have to admit that my description of that dream does not do it any justice whatsoever...

This is after over 2 weeks of not remembering a single dream at all...

Awake / Comment
Non Lucid
Lucid

1. Clarity: 3/10
   Importance: 2/10
   
   … I enter an unknown house with some friends (2 I think). They need to do something and go upstairs.
   I stay in the hallway waiting for them to come back. For some reason I question that this is reality and perform the nose pinch RC.
   I’m indeed dreaming. Before I can fully grasp that I am lucid, I notice I’m soaked wet and wearing nothing but a bath towel.
   In the very same moment a man enters the hallway and is quite surprised to find me here.
   “Who are you? And what are you doing here?”
   Not really sure how to make sense as to why I am standing alone in his house, wet and dressed in nothing but a towel, I tell him.
   “Yeah… I’m here to meet Christian”, as I recall that one of the guys I entered the house with was named Christian.
   He shakes his head and is clearly annoyed, and quite confused, but leaves me alone and goes into another room.
   This sudden event throws me off quite a bit, I completely forget to stabilize the dream or set myself any goals. Due to this the dream isn’t very clear, and I’m not as aware as I usually am.
   I completely forget that I am still on a quest to meet “her" (http://www.dreamviews.com/f11/recurr...er-dcs-106461/) again.
   I decide to explore the house, but I don’t really have a proper goal for this dream. I walk down the hallway, past the kitchen, where the man I met before and his wife are having a discussion.
   I wonder if they’re talking about me. I continue down the hallway and go downstairs. I get the idea to use some form of dream control, but I’m not really sure what to do.
   I try to summon someone inside the room downstairs… not sure whom to summon, I settle with the idea of a cute girl about my age. That’s pretty much all the details I use.
   As I enter the room I find a cute girl, about my age, watching TV. I’m happy that I can still do this easily, even though I barely had any lucids lately, or recalled any dreams for that matter.
   She’s confused. I intruded into her room and she doesn’t know me. She clearly wants to say something, but she can’t find the right words.
   I use some more dream control, I want to make sure she doesn’t scream or something like that.
   I try to charm her by projecting my energy onto her. She completely forgets I’m an intruder and embraces me. She can barely stand, maybe I overdid it?
   I didn’t really account for how much energy I wanted to use, it was more like a random reflex, and I have no idea how much energy I used.
   “Kiss me!” she says. Well... who am I to deny this lovely lady a kiss, somehow thinking that I’m pulling a bit of a Hank Moody.
   I enjoy the kiss, but I can feel her whole body shaking, I really must have overdone it with the energy projection.
   Suddenly, my vision fades. Damnit! I forgot to stabilize the dream.
   
   
   
2. Clarity: 2/10
   Importance: 2/10
   
   I notice I haven’t moved yet after waking up. I immediately try to recreate the scene from my dream since I’m still somehow half in it.
   I can still feel some remains of the girl’s body heat, but I see through the eyes of my real body, which are closed…
   Suddenly I’m back in the dream. It didn’t really feel like a typical WILD transition, it was way too fast, still, I’m convinced it was a DEILD.
   … I notice the girl is gone, which is quite confusing... and there are 2 armed men in the room. Oops? This can’t be good.
   The man I met earlier is there. “You tried to steal my most precious belonging!”
   What is he talking about? Ooooh, right! I’m a thief and I’m here to steal something from him, in fact, I already stole it…
   I lose lucidity at this point, after all the thief story made so much sense *cough*.
   I have no idea what the item is that I stole, but I strongly believe I have it in my possession, and that I was hired to steal it.
   Both of the armed men draw their guns, time to get the hell out of here. I instinctively draw my own gun and shoot a bullet just past both of them.
   This startles them quite a bit and gives me enough time to run around the next corner. They try to shoot me, but I’m a thief, obviously they’re never going to hit me at that distance.
   I keep running down a corridor and know how to get out of the building. (It’s different from the house I was originally in)
   One of the men reappears in front of me; he must have found a shortcut. I need to go past him though, but I don’t want to shoot him.
   I try to knock him unconscious with my gun and he falls to the ground. The other guy is getting way too close, I don’t have a choice, I shoot him in the chest and he drops dead.
   Shooting the gun was hard (physically) I remember that I often experience that in non-lucid dreams, but I do not notice that I am dreaming.
   For some reason I know I’m running out of ammo, I decide to pick up the semi-automatic gun dropped by the guy I knocked unconscious.
   Unfortunately, the blow to his head wasn’t strong enough, he was still awake. Before I am able to grab his gun, he puts some kind of metallic spring onto my right index finger.
   It looks like one of the springs used in pens. It’s rotating around my index finger, and with every rotation it adds another layer of spring.
   I try to stop the rotation with my middle finger, but it just starts rotating around both.
   I try to use my left hand to pull it off, but it starts rotating around both hands. Well, this is a very annoying but highly effective device.There is no way I’ll be able to remove it here.
   I start running again, and remember this place in Thailand which to a normal person seems like a place where you can get your nails colored, but it’s actually a good spot to get handcuffs removed.
   (I saw an episode of American Dad before going to bed, and Roger went to exactly that place to get his handcuffs removed)
   I successfully stole the item, I just need to make a stop there and it’ll be all good…
   … I’m in a car with 2 people. They’re associates of the one who hired me to steal the item. They’re bringing me to the airport so I can leave on a plane.
   As we approach the plane I notice that it’s a concord. Do they still make those? No they’re not… I wonder if this is a dream?
   My thought process gets interrupted by someone shooting at our car. The driver startles and drives our car straight into the landing gear of the plane, what an idiot.
   I get out of the car. The pilot of the plane is not amused and goes to warp speed. Wtf?
   One of the guys I was in the car with says “Did you see this, this thing accelerated this fast on only 6 out of 8 engines!”
   He’s right, only 6 of the thrusters were lit… The dream fades away…