what the heck!

from my DJ, too frustrating not to post it

now.
I say.
How stupid can one be?

The setting: an enormous unfinished but already working residence-hotel, in a beautiful mountain town which I know as my pokets because I spent there my first years, with looooots of rooms to explore and things to do.
Details, so many details you can sell it at the market. colours, shades, objects, a goldmine. (edit: i don't mean there was a goldmine, i mean that the dream was a goldmine of details)
Then put ME, the most stupid dreamer on earth, in this place. So I explore, go around, and so on, then I end in a WONDERFUL library. Bookshelves everywhere. the FLOOR is made of bookshelves, the WALLS, even the STAIRS are made of it... and of course the DOORS, F+ing doors of all sizes, covered on bookshelves, like secret passages in fairy tales. And most of them lead in pure darkness, lovely pre-creative chaos.
That means, for me, that they lead just ANYWHERE i want.

They would. If I only had the decence of becoming lucid. BUT... here's the nice monologue that took place in my useless head - because I forgot to say that I even had an unusual amount of brain with me, not to mention a fine working memory and ALL those F*ing things that turn out so useful in LDs.
So....

"Hey me. Is'nt this library nice?"
"oh yes indeed. It' a pity that none of these books is real. They're only a stamp on the hotel wallpaper ..."
"yes, but I may make any of them real if i just wanted" (and felt I was meaning "make any of them have always been real")
"naaaay, why now? isn't worth the time"
"Doh, look at those nice doors"
"aren't they too little for me?"
"oh well, i could pass anyway, but why now?"
"hei hei. Nice this stair-like floor. wouldn't it be nice to go around jumping if I became lucid here?"
"mmmh yes, i definitely should do this next time"
"oh well, let's jump anyway on my way back, and then go look for a shower!"

well.
I mean.
does anyone want a brain sandwich?
gosh!

ROFL! Ah, too bad, I hate it when that happens.
I was once talking to a DC about LDing, I even showed her my watch to prove that everything was a dream but I didn't become lucid! :mad:
Oh well, better luck next time :)

Man, that as something to do with your inducing technique, I know as these kind of things happens to me everytime...

I'm in my bed, visualising me becoming lucid. I see events, sets, and I imagine me saying to myself: "Oh, that's a dream", then I go along with it... It worked for some times, as at some point every night I became lucid. But these days, you know what happens in my dreams ?

*Is working at the Mcdonalds*
*Sees the oven in fire, an employee with 4 arms*

Me: Sheesh, too bad i'm just in my bed imagining this stuff, I wish it could be a lucid dream, I know I'd have fun here...

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