Wildfirethetige

This is my first successful practice at WILD (Wake-Induced Lucid Dreaming). I am truly awake and listening to Linkin Park's newest album: Living Things. Numbness is setting in, and my limbs are heavy. The weight of my sheets is starting to feel like air pressure. I have the sensation of falling backwards, and my equilibrium re-calibrates.

I am now standing inside of a hot nebula on a thick sheet of glass that gives in to what little weight I have like the surface of water. I cannot see anything yet, but I know what I look like: Greyish off-white hair, Dark grey tae-kwan-do uniform with an Ice blue belt, bare hands and feet. I feel myself glow and radiate with a fire-blue aura, like someone out of Dragonball Z. Lies, Greed, Misery starts to play. I open my arms and my eyes, and clap my hands with unbelievable force. A dart of light a color I've never seen before shoots from my hands into the nebula, igniting it into a fledgeling star. The newborn gas ball ignites with an explosion, bending the glass floor into a well that eventually shatters. I am now flying. I observe the star as I orbit it a few times. Three solar flares reach out to me like arms and embrace me. The sheer heat and energy warm the colors of my uniform, and invert it, as well as my hair. I can feel myself digging my roots into the dream even deeper as Castle of Glass's first verse finishes.

The star begins to cool. It is now a sphere of Glass with a white dwarf at the center. I phase through it and journey to the core. There awaits a throne and a staff. I thus become the God of this planet. I make its people much like my silhouette, but again, inverted and gently sparkling like small torch fires.

I stand up from my throne and phase from below my floor back into my body. I am paralyzed with ecstasy and fevered comfort.