Detective
The Detective

Since the relinquishment of my power the world that was my mind seemed to begin to form. It was birthed (of course all metaphorically speaking) in a chaotic manner (not metaphorically speaking). From this new beginning I could only describe the state of my mind as chaos. Feeling of dread came over me whenever I decided to go to bed. From there were feelings of needles and pins, the very boundaries of left and right side of the brain warring in order to gain form and void. (Metaphorically speaking) The very forces at work would not stop at my pleas and agony. Trying to take form the right side while the left only wanted it to morph, such a feeling only could come perhaps when I was sick (when the true nightmares came around) but even then the feeling grew worse and worse.

I believe it all stopped when I slept one day to be confronted with a sound at the porch and a rapping at the door. Opening the blinds I spied a Woman in White, whose feet didn't even touch the ground. She pointed at the door as if it had significance. I decided to answer the door and attempt to talk to this supposed "apparition". To see what she wanted, when I opened the door to speak to the woman the area around me blurred and she vanished from my sight. Ironically I was found in the floor of the kitchen that was in fact where I confronted the dream creature. Most likely I was sleep walking but I always wonder about my strange experiences.

(Not in the dream world just yet, I wasn't lucid.) One day I had horrible nightmares that caused me to feel like I was having pains in my head. I was really young and childish and I couldn't take the nightmares anymore. One night I prayed to God for him to help me with my dreams and that he would help me to confront them.

(In dream) For an entire week I had power. I was lucid, able to control the moon, the sun, the sky and the earth. For days I looked up at the sky and moved the sun and moon to my whim. But on the seventh night (in the real world) I found myself unable to find purpose in controlling it all. I finally found myself sighing and looking up at the sky and saying let it go.

Of course being young I didn't know what I could do with dream control. That is until now which makes me regret it because now my dreams seem to go against me. Though obviously not literally but It feels like it.