Got the jogging TotM just in time for my wings to get clipped, typical
Spoiler for LD:
At home, on the landing at the top of the stairs, I start to carry out my rc/sat routine. I have a dreamy feeling but can't seem to prove it. Still not quite lucid I start to freak out, wondering, if a dream could simulate all waking life stimulus, could any rc prove I was really awake, would I be stuck in an inception situation, constantly doubting reality? I'm nose-plugging over and over.. there! I feel some dream air escape my nostrils. To prove it I float up to the ceiling, and doing so reflect that dream control is probably the best recourse when in doubt. I dive straight through the spare room window, and set off on my jog. I'm at a leisurely pace and enjoying myself, stabilising along the way. I round the corner at the top of my street when black tinted cars pull up and cartel looking guys get out with guns. I wrestle a gun from one and shoot him point blank in the head, there's no effect. I tell him that if he gets shot in the head he has to die, be realistic! After that I'm able to dispatch a few, but then decide it would be better not to get drawn into this dream plot. I set off again, ignoring them. I get another 500 yards maybe when, wait... I'm back on my street. Up ahead my nan has crashed her car into another car and i'm drawn back into an NLD.
I didn't get far, but I find this everytime I become lucid and just start walking off with no destination in mind that the unconscious is desperate to draw me back into whatever non-lucid plot, usually in the form of combative DCs (inception has a lot to answer for, huh). I think this is actually really difficult dream control, see how far you can get just walking while remaining lucid.
There's also the theory about your subC being "programmed" to stop you in whatever ways possible from getting to the "edge" of your consciousness. So going on and on in a chosen direction puts up all sorts of red flags, and your subC will do what it can to stop your progress. When I was flying northward in my last lucid, eventually I hit that endless water. It wasn't my goal to just go as far as I could, but I wonder what my subC would have done to stop me if I had tried.
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