I got no idea what happened last night but it was awesome. The biggest mystery was whether or not this was lucidity, I reason that I must've been but then I didn't realize per se that I was dreaming, but I did. *sigh* it's really wierd
It was sorta like a nightmare at first, long story short me and some of my school friends were trying to stop the spread of a religion that advocated cannabalism in order to purify the soul, we were desperately trying to find an infinite grassy field where we could learn a way to defeat the demonic god that the believers were worshipping. in the field we found a plaque, at first we thought that the legends we'd researched were false, how was a slab of metal going to save us from our eventual annihilation, we were walking back to the car to come up with a new plan when I spotted a key jutting out of the earth by the side of the path, I picked it up went back to the plaque and found a keyhole, I put it in and a little box opened on the top of the plaque, I then distinctly remember hearing a voice out of nowhere tell me that "this is the power of controlling dreams" inside were a pair of frail looking glasses. I slipped them on and immediately felt like some kind of divinity, I turned around and saw the dark clouds and gloom of the belief creeping towards us. I sort of decided to try something, so I said, "I wish that everything was it's proper color and that the lighting was normal." Slowly the clouds dissapeared and the sky turned a natural pink as the sun started to come up. I started to walk back through the villages and towns where the believers had tried to catch us and eat us before, I decided to do something again, "I wish that the believers would no longer exist, that they would return to normal, and all the people who were killed would come back." we entered the village and the people just watched us walk down the middle of the road like we were idiots, apparently all memory of the religion was gone. At that time I decided it was time to take on the demon god but I was still a little wary of his power so I created some weapons out of thin air gave them to my friends and told them that I'd wish the god to appear over there somewhere and as soon as he appears to shoot him. I never found out whether or not the plan was successful because I woke up, but still that kind of control was awesome.
was I lucid though? I don't think I knew it was a dream, but somehow whatever I wanted would happen if I wished for it. So was it not lucidity just control? I'm confused, it was very weird but cool at the same time, it's like I turned an out of control horror film into a story where I was writing the script.
I don't really know what it was but it's been on my mind all morning and I don't know how to classify it.
