I am in an office... not the office I work in - some backwards corporate office in a sky scraper. I have my own office, not a cubicle. One whole wall is glass.
This dream I went in and out of being lucid.
I say to myself, "I would never work here. This can't be real." I decided to try to turn off the light and couldn't. I rummaged through some papers and nothing seemed to look quite right.
I turn towards the windows and jump into them, smashing them to bits. I didn't fall, I sort of gently floated down to the sidewalk below.
I am holding some sort of device. It is black and round with a circular screen in the middle. I had cracked it on the fall down.
I am turning over this object wondering what it could possibly be for. Weird images keep flashing on it, it looks like it's trying to come back to life but is unable to.
I decide I want to leave the city as it is too congested and crowded. I spin and am in a park by the house I grew up in.
I am in the park, I forget for a few moments what I am doing there. I am still holding the device. Not far away there is a boy playing fetch with his dog. They seem to be having a grand time and I watch for a few moments...
Up in the air I see a hot air balloon. The baloon is light blue with white stripes going vertically down it. I start thinking to myself that I would like very much to ride in that hot air balloon.
A thought dawns on me that I can do anything I want, because of course - I am dreaming!
I approach the man and ask him if I could use him for a moment. He comes with me to below where the air balloon is. I climb up on his shoulders and jump hard, propelling myself high into the air where I grab ahold of the balloon and swing myself inside its basket. There are buttons and knobs all over the inside, control panels galore. I wonder what is going on at my house... I steer it towards my house.
When I get there, all of my friends are sitting in a circle in my living room with candles in the middle of them.
I walk over and sit with them. They're all smoking pot and looking rather burnt out.
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Okay... So, I'm frustrated.
I couldn't stay lucid and when I was lucid... Well, I didn't do much.
I think I need to work on an intention to carry out next time I become lucid. Everytime I become lucid I either go in and out of being lucid or I just kind of... don't do much. Buh.
Anyone have any suggestions?
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