I tried to see how high up I could fly in a lucid dream last night. My heart was pounding as the sky changed from blue to black and I was feeling a little afraid for some reason. I stopped to soak in my surroundings, which I could go on and on about, but let me get to the point. A bolt of lightning or something hit me and I fell straight back down to earth. I landed on my back in the middle of a parking lot lit up by orange streetlights. When I got up I was convinced I was back in waking life and that I just somehow teleported to where I was. I don't know why that sounded like the logical answer to me but it makes me laugh thinking about it. It wasn't a false awakening but more like getting the lucid smacked out of you, and losing a few marbles in the process. |
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