Excursionist

This was my third experience with lucidity and I was SO excited to realize I was there again.
This time I started by jumping down a road. I could not exactly fly in this experience, it was more like I was jumping like on a pogo stick but a giant one. I would come down, but then all I had to do was bounce and push and I was flying again. Anyway, I was going down an empty road. It was paved, but no stripes, so it was a fairly empty road in the country. It was dry as all the landscape was kind of dead and dry. I saw other people this time who were doing the same thing as I was, who I believe were also lucid dreaming, or in the same world that I was, but there were also people there that were unable to see me. People driving in cars who did not seem to realize all of us flyers/bouncers were around. While going down the road, (I was looking for a town and I don’t know why) I came across some sort of sports team, at least that’s what I thought they were. But they were men, all dressed in green and I assumed they were irish because they had red hair and freckles. I only noticed them because they were together and I notice that they too saw me. In this event, I could not see myself for some reason.

Ok, I bounced along until I got to a town. I went (bounced) into a restaurant and was looking around. I noticed that there was money outside on the floor of a porch that no one noticed, and I thought, wow, I’m going to go pick up the money, and then I said to myself there would be no need to do so because I wouldn’t need it and could just have whatever I wanted. I went to check out this theory by going behind the counter in the restaurant (it was a diner of some sort) and started opening the refrigerator on the counter and cabinets to test if anyone would see me and chase me out of an area I was not supposed to be. They did not. No one could see me. It seemed as if I could not really control well where I was going when I would bounce because I wanted to stay there but I bounced too hard and ended up leaving there and bouncing higher up in the sky, away from the diner. I ended up coming down near some sort of convention center (at least that’s what I thought it was). It was some sort of busy downtown stadium where there were a lot of highways. I had to go down under a street actually walking and I know I was walking to get to wherever everyone else was going. Everyone else meaning there were people like me, and not like me (Like ghosts, or flyers or whatever I was) all attending. I didn’t even get to the event because I encountered violent people. I knew this because they had guns and were dressed in some sort of combat suits. I knew that they knew I was not a bad person and they were not after me, but I also knew that the people they were after must have been behind me and I could somehow become injured in the crossfire. So I quickly bounced back into the other direction, trying to get out of the way. It seemed as if my bounces were not as powerful as before so I had to work harder to get a shorter distance. Eventually I was running on foot and my bouncing did not work at all. Fighting started behind me, still back on that city street and underpass before the entrance of the stadium. I could hear and feel the wind of bullets passing near me and for some reason I do believe I could have been hurt, had I been shot. This fight was between people like myself, people who could see me, not with the other “normal” people who were not spirits. They had no idea anything was going on. They were all still driving past, going to this event, with full cars. I finally got to the top of where another highway was, was able to bounce across, and then landed in what I think was a huge front yard in front of the diner. The diner was at the very top of this hill and I was at the bottom. I was still super scared because of the shooting behind me and I saw that the next lot over, there were a bunch of police tanks of sorts. I started bouncing over there to get help. I bounced into the yard of that place and I could see that the entire hill was covered with mud but I didn’t think it would affect me. Well it did. I got stuck in the mud and was so scared because the police were aware of this fight and the fighting seems to have followed me. I could not bounce. I was just stuck. I was scared I would be shot, so I decided it was in my best interest to wake up and get out of this situation…which I did.