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    Shebra

    by , 11-15-2017 at 02:40 AM (171 Views)
    #517 - DILD - 2:30AM

    I have an anxiety nightmare early in the night about rats. I do a mini WBTB and fall asleep with my intention set. My last thought was about my LD goal.

    That same dream repeats itself, but this time there is no anxiety because I recognize it almost immediately and become lucid.
    I turn away from the rats scene and turn down a hallway in some way better version of my house. Everything is brightly light.
    Because I am always amused how realistic my shouting is, I yell out, "Hey! Hey! HEEEEYYYY!"
    I suspect all this shouting will conjure up a DC. I turn into a door way into a bedroom. I see my wife is scantily clad. I notice no bra under her thin shirt. I say something to her, I don't recall. All I remember is that she has a really strange reply. She gives me a high-five and attempts some strange secret handshake I lose track of it.
    Instead of getting caught up in it I remind myself by telling her that this is a dream, "I am dreaming. This is a lucid dream."
    She smiles.
    I then tap her once on each boob and say, "I'll be right back."
    I turn to a window in the room and phase outside. I recall my goal, inspired by TWD, to ride a tiger.

    I wonder around my neighborhood. Again, enjoying the sound and feel of dream shouting, I call out for a tiger. After a moment a large, dog-sized version of my childhood pet cat appears. The orange tabby reminds me of the cat I once named Tigger. I take a brief second to appreciate this memory, but this isn't quite what I want. I turn away down the street and try to remember the name of the tiger from TWD. The closest I get is Shebra, but I now know that what I meant was Shiva. It's OK my dream tiger can be Shebra if I want.

    After some walking and shouting for Shebra, I find her sitting and waiting. She's about the size of my Great Pyrenees but that doesn't stop me from trying to ride her. I get on her back and wrap my hands around her neck. She stands and carries down the street. Though see feels like she has gotten quite a bit bigger is really just feels like I am hugging my own dog. I am a little disappointed. I see some kids playing with an young woman, maybe still in her teens. I notice her shirt has an 80's design and reads, 'LOVECRAFT'. I ride away as I gradually wake up.


    It's probably meaningless coincidence, but I found this after googling 'lovecraft tiger'

    Little Tiger

    Little Tiger, burning bright
    With a subtle Blakeish light,
    Tell what visions have their home
    In those eyes of flame and chrome!
    Children vex thee - thoughtless, gay -
    Holding when thou wouldst away:
    What dark lore is that which thou,
    Spitting, mixest with thy meow?

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