Okay, this morning, only about a couple of minutes ago, I had my first Wake-Initiated-Lucid-Dream! I was having a nightmare about my teeth falling out and when looking in the mirror thought "this could be a dream!" but was too preoccupied with my teeth to actually do anything.
Basically Markus and James kept asking me if I had to see the dentist today, which I was confident the answer was no, but they kept insisting, and then started talking about how my teeth sucked and how I should see a dentist like they did.
Later on I "woke up" still with James and Markus, and went over to my bathroom. In the mirror I saw my front teeth were absolutely butt-fucked, and freaked out. I tried to put them back into place with my fingers, which made a bloody mess of things. I got upset because my teeth were even worse, after all this time with braces. Some emo girl appeared and looked at herself in the mirror while this was going on, then disappeared, ignoring me.
Before that, I had this cool dream where everyone in my TAFE course were in some large church-like building, and our teacher Ben had come up with a little "exercise" for us to do, which involved tying one of our classmates down to this intricately designed rack (that made me jealous, because it was so well designed by someone else, haha!) Three other students, including myself, were at three seperate but identical controllers with about four or five tiny, round buttons on them. The teacher told us to muck around with the buttons and see how long it took until he told us to stop. Immediately, the two other students on each side of me, Nathan and Melissa, started pressing away at buttons like little sadists, which made the wooden rack move in weird ways that twisted and contorted the person in the racks. I mucked around with that for a while, but the person seemed to be enjoying it, which was creepy... He had volunteered at the start for this "class exercise" though.
After that most of the students went off on their own to find more torture devices that they could hurt each other with, flocking to this other metallic bed-like thing in an excited crowd.
Another part of this dream involved my programming teacher zooming along in some flying simulation (that was just a straight pipe), singing a song by Thrice, which I think was The Artist In The Ambulance. He was really getting into it, and I was laughing. Then James appeared with a massive pile of lego that he was carrying, but in real life probably wouldn't have been able to carry, and stated that this was what he and I would be doing for two weeks straight.
My programming teacher looked at the both of us, horrified.
Then somewhere after this point I had the tooth dream I mentioned at the start.
I woke up and cursed myself for failing to get lucid from the tooth dream, and decided I was going to get lucid, damn it! So I lay down on my back and and started imagining random images, and then focussed on imagininng myself running out into my back living room.
I could feel myself actually slipping into a dream at this point - and decided to take control of my imaginary self and take a running leap through the living room window, into my back yard and fly. As my feet left the ground, the dream solidified and I was immediately more lucid than I think I've ever been.
I passed through the living room window like a ghost, without even breaking it. In my mind it wasn't even a realised obstacle - I was so intent on just getting outside and flying. I flew out into the middle of my backyard, and then upwards, and thought to myself "what was I supposed to do?"
I realised I was supposed to try making chalk-drawing doors. As if I was an expert at flying, I landed on my feet and walked over the my shed. I held my index finger and thumb a bit apart and tried to summon chalk, at first it failed, but then I tried harder the second time and a little bit of white chalk appeared in my hand.
I took the chalk and drew a shabby rectangle on the wall about two feet high and one foot across, slightly elevated from the ground, then added the door handle on the right side (from my viewpoint). I tried to get it to turn into a door, but nothing happened.
I decided my door wasn't big enough anyway, and drew a bigger one next to it, which was still small, but at least people could fit through it if they squeezed... maybe. I tried to make the drawing of the door real again, and it failed the first time. Then I did something I don't like to do usuallyin dreams incase it wakes me up, I blinked, and when I opened my eyes, this white door started to form a few centimetres out of the shed wall, handle and all. It was like a cupboard door, though I sort of wanted a proper front-door for a house (my fault for making it so small and only drawing circles for the door handles).
Inside was really cramped and only a couple of inches deep. Althrough no person could fit in there, I tried to summon someone anyway, like I had talked about doing in real life. I concentrated on a particular person and opened the door again, but they didn't appear.
I stopped and looked over through the cages at the back of my shed, noticing that everything looked as real as it could get; from here my vision was probably better than real life! I could see the individual pieces of grass growing over the dog kennel, but it all looked more alive than in real life.
At some point here the time of day became night.
I stood up and decided I would summon someone, so I called them, but they didn't appear. I decided on a different approach; I called my dream guide. At first nobody appeared, but then I noticed someone hidden in the shadowy darkness in front of my house, where all the concrete is under the veranda. They looked rather sinister from here because I couldn't make out who they were, but since I was lucid, I just changed the light settings to make it brighter. It was still night time, but now I could see who it was: Andrew!
My first thought was "Andrew's my dream guide!?" I didn't believe this, so I just asked him, "Are you my dream guide?" Andrew immediately replied "no", chuckling in amusement. Knowing he was a dream-character, I asked him "can you help me find my dream guide?" He said "Sure!" and began walking off to the drive-way behind the shed, but I suddenly wasn't keen on following him because I assumed he was talking nonsensical crap like I hear dream characters are supposed to.
Instead I walked onto the grass again and decided I would try and complete July's lucid task of the month: shoot fireworks out of one's hands! I had already summoned chalk, so I wasn't feeling unconfident about this. I basically used my palms to build up energy and release it: The result was this orange cloud that floated up into the air like a helium baloon, and then exploded into heaps and heaps of colourful balloons in the sky, thirty metres above me.
I tried this two or three more times, trying to get the "fireworks" to actually act as sparks instead of balloons and clouds, but was interrupted by some short, fat woman.
She walked up to me and asked me what I was doing, and I told her I was making fireworks, but then she decided to get all playful and start poking me. Suddenly I was afraid that when her fingers made contact with my stomach, something bad was going to happen, like me getting impaled, so I grabbed her arms and told her to stop it. She stopped, but when I went back to trying to shoot fireworks, she tried to poke me again. I told her, "look, you're pregnant, how would you like it if I started poking you like that?" indicating to her bulging stomach. She decided to relent at that point, and went away.
I gave up on fireworks and decided I would check on my doors. Both of them worked now, and inside were brown, wooden walls (the wood was that type of wood that has a lot of splinters, I forget what it's called). While they only went a few inches deep, I assumed their "ceilings" stretched forever, and tried to summon someone again, hoping they would just pop their head through the ceiling, because I knew nobody's body would fit through there.
Nothing happened. I thought to myself "what if I try summoning a Xenomorph instead?" So I focussed on creating a xenomorph, but made sure my face wasn't very close to the cupboard, because I suspected the thing would lash out at me immediately if I stuck my nose into there like a moron to look for it.
Eventually its head appeared from the gap in the ceiling of the cupboard, hanging upside down with the skin on the side of its head wrinkled and its mouth open, revealing inch-long needle-sharp teeth, like it was grinning at me. I thought that was awesome, and contemplated fighting it, but it was stuck in the cupboard, and there was no way I was going to try to get it out with my hands (I didn't think of telekinesis which is ironic because...) I decided to fly away instead. From where I was, I leapt up into the air for my third time flying ever, and glided around to the back of the shed, where there was some sort of frame-work for a contruction going on around it. I flew up this framework and then ducked into this small gap between my shed roof and more wooden frames above me. The gap was probably a foot tall, but even so, I was impressed that I could control my flight so well and go through it without smashing into anything, or simply losing confidence. On the roof, I flew out into the open and landed on my feet, then propelled myself onto the next roof belonging to my neighbours, which I landed on in a running motion and quickly leapt off again, propelling myself upward. I decided I should try to fly to space, but then the dream ended.
I had a false awakening immediately, but was so excited about writing down this lucid dream that I didn't care, I just wanted to be properly awake. I went to my bedroom door and the lighting was really poor again, but when I opened it I found my sister on the other side, in the kitchen, looking at me and standing only a metre away. Nothing clicked, and she said that we only had an hour to get ready because we were going out. This pissed me off, of course, because I wanted to write down every detail of this WILD! After that I woke up properly, and here I am... breakfast time now.
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