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Man of Steel
I've done numbers 67 and 87, all in past dreams, but predetermined. In fact, I'm Superman in all my lucids...
#67 ~ Take down your biggest phobia
I have long had a vague fear of grounds. Most would call it a fear of heights, but it's not the height that kills you, it's the ground. I had already decided just recently that the next lucid dream I had, I was going to try to fix this.
I dreamed that I was crossing the threshold of my brother's house, and I remember the familiar scent of what the house used to smell like when my uncle was alive (my brother inherited the house when my uncle died) hitting me. I walked on through the door. The house was constructed oddly, with a long plank-and-rope bridge where the living room should be. It stretched across a shallow creek, with a rocky bed. My brother stood in the middle of this bridge. It was perhaps a fifty foot drop to the creek bed, in which perhaps six or eight inches of water flowed. I started to walk out to my brother, but when I looked down, between the large gaps in the planks, my fear of grounds hit me. That is when I became lucid.
I thought to myself, wait, this is a dream, I can fix this here and now! And so I swung right over the side of the bridge and jumped down, knowing that nothing could harm me. I seemed to fall in slow motion, heading toward a huge pine log split in half, with a flat side laying facing up. I thought for a second about whether to hit it and land atop it, or to just hit it hard and see what happened. I decided on the latter, and wound up buried up to my waist in the log, splinters everywhere but in me. I grinned, then jumped straight up, flying briefly, and landed beside my brother on the bridge. He gave me a funny look, and then showed me a rope swing and water slide he had set up in the creek, and made some comment about how he knew I wouldn't use the rope swing because of my phobia. I showed him, though, when I immediately grabbed the rope, swung out and around a few times, then let go and aimed for the water slide, which I missed by a considerable margin, and landed hard on the rocks. My lucidity faded soon after.
I woke up the next morning feeling like my phobia was at an end, though I still haven't put it to the test.
#87 ~ Be Superman
Well, I'm Superman in most every lucid dream, but here's an excerpt from my last lucid:
I found myself running down what seemed to be my driveway. I didn't much like the setting, so I changed it. I got a busy city street next, and decided that would do. It was a very busy road, four-lane I believe. Or maybe just an oddly wide two-lane with a turn lane, not sure. There were cars speeding toward me from both sides, as I was standing in the middle of the street. Being Superman, as I nearly always am in lucid dreams, I wasn't all that concerned by this, and thought I'd have myself a little destructive fun. I dove and rolled, rolling beneath a passing car, coming to my feet on the other side of the road, and used my telekinesis to lift another car into the air and throw it into a building. Then I dove again, rolling across the street underneath several vehicles. I again rose to my feet and used telekinesis to thrown cars and trucks around, some of them exploding on hitting the ground. I repeated this a few times, once even kicking up with my feet as I rolled under a car, sending it flying skyward only to explode in a fiery ball of flame as it hit the hard pavement upon getting reacquainted with gravity. After I'd blown up or destroyed most of the cars within sight, and grown bored of this, I stood in one place for maybe half a minute, thinking on what I wanted to do next.
And yes, I nearly always use telekinesis. :D
