This is by far one of the strangest lucid dreams I have had thus far. I decided to turn a very wierd dream into a cool experiment.
My alarm wakes me up, and I hit the nap button for ten more minutes of sleep. I remember drifting back to sleep, my body feeling very, very warm. The dream starts. I’m standing in a really shitty looking cement-walled bathroom. The room is entirely empty as far as I can tell, except for a mirror hung on the wall. I walk up to the mirror and notice a blackhead next to my nose. I lean in to the mirror and use my fingers to squeeze it out. As soon as I squeeze it out, my pore bursts open and a semi-solid stream of puss pours from the hole. I jump back from the mirror and start to get really scared. I’m afraid that if the puss chunk squirts all the way out, I will have a gaping, exposed pore, and I’ll bleed to death or get some sort of terrible infection. I realize that this much of something coming out of my face is not a good thing. I’m able to suck a little bit of the puss back into my face by snorting, but then I realize that the puss has bored through my sinus cavities on the inside of my head. I start to choke on the warm, yogurty puss. Then it dawns on me. This wouldn’t happen in real life. This must be a dream. I get calm all of the sudden and do a reality check. It is a dream! I go back to the mirror and notice that my pores have closed up and the puss has disappeared. The first thought that goes through my head is that I should fly somewhere cool now that I’m lucid. But I realize that I always go flying, so I decide to try something a little different. The lights turn off. I think my brain is trying to shut me down, because it’s afraid of what I’m about to do. I turn the lights back on. My brain backs off. I have control now. I look at myself in the mirror and decide to explode my own head. I have absolutely no idea what this will do, which is why I want to try it. I brace myself, and start to scream at my reflection. The mirror shatters and the walls splinter and start to crumble. The air bend around my screams. The wall behind the mirror collapses, but the mirror shards float in place. Six or seven different pores on my face burst open, each one spurts out a long glob of puss. My face feels like it’s being stretched apart, but I know it doesn’t have to hurt, so it doesn’t. I scream even louder and my face starts to ripple and twist. My alarm goes off and I wake up. I really wish I could have seen where that was going.
I think you guys should all try this out. I would be very interested to hear how your attempts at self-destruction play out.
- Jesse
