I did the WILD technique after waking up in the middle of the
night.
I was in a circle of people who gave off a calm feeling. We were planning to visit the subconscious mind. It would be similar to the WILD technique, only I was already lucid dreaming, so I wouldn't have to drift off to sleep. Instead, I went through the floor. I drifted down into a large cavern. There was a bull riding competition going on. The challenge involved some other task as well, possibly herding some other type of animal. I watched several people try. Most of them fell off or ended up chasing the bull all over the cavern. One guy managed to ride the bull easily and accomplish whatever the task was.
Then it was my turn. I thought it shouldn't be too hard, but I wound up chasing the bull all over the cavern. Eventually I was just trailing after it slowly. Several times I talked to it, trying to get it to understand. Once the bull began to get tired as well, it told me to stand in a certain spot. We were near a tall structure of scaffolding by a construction site. The bull wanted me to stand behind the scaffolding, claiming that I was supposed to trust its word. I almost did, but I got an uneasy feeling and hesitated. I glanced up and saw that above the indicated spot there were a couple of buckets. One of these buckets tipped and poured out acid as a construction worker pulled on a rope attached to it's handle.
***
I was in the guest bathroom (no longer lucid) experimenting with the light switch. I turned it off, then quickly turned it on again. I turned it off once more, and found it odd that I felt absolutely no fear. I sat down in a chair, facing the mirror. I couldn't see very well, but I had a general sense of what was around me. I got the impression that there were other people in the room who wanted me to turn the light back on. After a moment I stood up and did so. I turned around and saw two or three people sitting near where I had just been been. I found this amusing. I walked away, catching a glimpse of my own refection as I passed the mirror. I had a bland expression and was almost smiling.
I was in a circle of people who gave off a calm feeling. We were planning to visit the subconscious mind. It would be similar to the WILD technique, only I was already lucid dreaming, so I wouldn't have to drift off to sleep. Instead, I went through the floor. I drifted down into a large cavern. There was a bull riding competition going on. The challenge involved some other task as well, possibly herding some other type of animal. I watched several people try. Most of them fell off or ended up chasing the bull all over the cavern. One guy managed to ride the bull easily and accomplish whatever the task was.
Then it was my turn. I thought it shouldn't be too hard, but I wound up chasing the bull all over the cavern. Eventually I was just trailing after it slowly. Several times I talked to it, trying to get it to understand. Once the bull began to get tired as well, it told me to stand in a certain spot. We were near a tall structure of scaffolding by a construction site. The bull wanted me to stand behind the scaffolding, claiming that I was supposed to trust its word. I almost did, but I got an uneasy feeling and hesitated. I glanced up and saw that above the indicated spot there were a couple of buckets. One of these buckets tipped and poured out acid as a construction worker pulled on a rope attached to it's handle.
***
I was in the guest bathroom (no longer lucid) experimenting with the light switch. I turned it off, then quickly turned it on again. I turned it off once more, and found it odd that I felt absolutely no fear. I sat down in a chair, facing the mirror. I couldn't see very well, but I had a general sense of what was around me. I got the impression that there were other people in the room who wanted me to turn the light back on. After a moment I stood up and did so. I turned around and saw two or three people sitting near where I had just been been. I found this amusing. I walked away, catching a glimpse of my own refection as I passed the mirror. I had a bland expression and was almost smiling.
Something
about the light switch had informed me that I was dreaming. Or, more
accurately, reminded me. I didn't do a reality check, because I
already knew. I went through the wall. It felt similar to when I had
gone through the ground. I came out the other side in the kitchen. Unlike waking life, it was located in an apartment. My
mom was there. She said to me, "...I know I'm awake,
because I counted my fingers..." and she started counting.
Before she made it past five, I said, "I'm dreaming! You're
probably dreaming too. Otherwise, I couldn't do this; watch."
and I phased effortlessly through the solid glass window.
Outside now, I flew around for a while. I landed in a corridor down a short set of stairs. There was a spoken advertisement for a medicine of sorts, which was supposed to help lower back pains. My lower back was hurting. Since the voice was disembodied, I interpreted it as my subconscious. I was starting to get very irritated with my sub-c, but I picked up the jar of translucent blue capsules and swallowed one. I walked up the stairs, which led back to the gathering of people who formed the dream circle from earlier. One or two people were complaining about back problems. One guy took the jar of medicine from me, and everyone came over to inspect it. "But we have nothing to burn it with!" one person lamented. I gathered that we would usually burn various ingredients with the medicine to receive more interesting messages. This time we would have to make do with the plain medicine.
We all laid down in the lawn chairs. I went through the floor, wondering what the next message would be. I was once again in a cavern, only this one was smaller and closer to the surface. A few of the people from the circle were with me. For some reason I felt like I was supposed to go down further, so I did. Things started to happen quickly, and I was really confused. Even though I was trying to pay attention to what was happening. I had a closed umbrella, which I pointed downwards to travel in that direction. I plunged beneath the surface of a pool of freezing cold water (complete with ice cubes floating around in it). This was not pleasant. I opened the umbrella and pointed it up, which brought me out of the water and all the way back to the circle.
I got up and looked around. Towards the center of the circle there was a chair with a violin on it. Thinking it was mine, I picked it up. Then realized that it was someone else's, more expensive violin. I set it back down carefully and saw my own violin on the next chair over. I picked my violin up along with the bow. I realized I was still holding the bow from the other violin as well. I started getting confused. I put my violin down so I could figure out which bow was which. For a few moments I just stood there, looking stupidly at the two bows in my hands. When logic returned, I remembered how to identify my bow.
A guy with curly brown hair came along and put some of the lawn chairs in the sitting position. The guy who had taken the medicine got into an argument with him, saying that we wanted the lawn chairs to be flat. I noticed that my own chair was propped up. I was able to get it back to the way it was by lifting it up and over two stops, which had held it in place. I mentioned that when it was in the original position, it could be rocked forward and used as a seat just as easily (this logic made more sense in the dream). Both people gave me a blank stare, then continued arguing. Now I ignored them and stood up. I saw TK sitting in a chair a little ways from the circle. I went over and talked to him for a while. We started making fun of a pink boa. After a while I walked away. The boa had somehow gotten torn to bits, and there were feathers everywhere.
I felt myself drift into a lighter sleep momentarily, but I kept myself from waking up. Contemplated what to do next with my lucidity, I decided to try psychokinesis. I found an open space and hovered in the air. I thought the clouds were beautiful. It crossed my mind that I would be able to levitate a house if I wanted to. I decided to try something bigger. On a whim, I created and levitated a giant rubber ball with the slightest of thoughts. It was too easy to be very entertaining.
I forgot the ball and saw a wide expanse of water; the ocean. I started running across the surface of it. It wasn't nearly as graceful as I had planned. I splashed a lot, although I didn't go further into the water than just above my ankles. I started to lose track of the fact that I was dreaming, and I was a little worried about the possibility of sharks and other sea creatures. However, I still knew that I was relatively safe (I knew that if I had the power to walk on water, sharks shouldn't be that much of a problem). There was another woman there who was also walking on water. Her presence was reassuring, and she gave me tips on how to keep my footing.
By the time I reached shore, I had lapsed into a normal dream. I now seemed to think that the circle had been a music camp, hence the violins, and therefore I wasn't surprised to see Ludwig van Beethoven staggering out of the ocean and onto the beach, dripping with salt water. Someone was coming. I got a case of deja vu. I remembered that the last time this had happened, someone had come to kill Beethoven. I tried to save him, but I led him the wrong way and they had succeeded in their nefarious plans. Armed with this forewarning, I led Beethoven behind a wall instead of out into the open as I had done in my deja vu memory. I had to use hand signals, as he didn't seem to hear me very well.
There were several similar walls, which formed a maze. I just tried to keep Beethoven out of view. I figured I was relatively safe, since there was no price on my own head. We came across an outdoor stage where a small group of musicians was setting up. Beethoven wanted to join them, but I said that he shouldn't go near music or the assassins would find him.
Further along there was a fair. I knew this place was safe. It was allegedly "not the sort of place where assassins go". My dad was there. He led Beethoven to the bathroom to hide until further notice. I felt happy now, and I wanted to go on some of the rides. My dad and I went on the ride where chairs at the end of chains go in a circle and swing outward into the air. It was a lot more unnerving than it usually is; there were no seat belts and I was finding it difficult to hold on. I woke up soon after.
Outside now, I flew around for a while. I landed in a corridor down a short set of stairs. There was a spoken advertisement for a medicine of sorts, which was supposed to help lower back pains. My lower back was hurting. Since the voice was disembodied, I interpreted it as my subconscious. I was starting to get very irritated with my sub-c, but I picked up the jar of translucent blue capsules and swallowed one. I walked up the stairs, which led back to the gathering of people who formed the dream circle from earlier. One or two people were complaining about back problems. One guy took the jar of medicine from me, and everyone came over to inspect it. "But we have nothing to burn it with!" one person lamented. I gathered that we would usually burn various ingredients with the medicine to receive more interesting messages. This time we would have to make do with the plain medicine.
We all laid down in the lawn chairs. I went through the floor, wondering what the next message would be. I was once again in a cavern, only this one was smaller and closer to the surface. A few of the people from the circle were with me. For some reason I felt like I was supposed to go down further, so I did. Things started to happen quickly, and I was really confused. Even though I was trying to pay attention to what was happening. I had a closed umbrella, which I pointed downwards to travel in that direction. I plunged beneath the surface of a pool of freezing cold water (complete with ice cubes floating around in it). This was not pleasant. I opened the umbrella and pointed it up, which brought me out of the water and all the way back to the circle.
I got up and looked around. Towards the center of the circle there was a chair with a violin on it. Thinking it was mine, I picked it up. Then realized that it was someone else's, more expensive violin. I set it back down carefully and saw my own violin on the next chair over. I picked my violin up along with the bow. I realized I was still holding the bow from the other violin as well. I started getting confused. I put my violin down so I could figure out which bow was which. For a few moments I just stood there, looking stupidly at the two bows in my hands. When logic returned, I remembered how to identify my bow.
A guy with curly brown hair came along and put some of the lawn chairs in the sitting position. The guy who had taken the medicine got into an argument with him, saying that we wanted the lawn chairs to be flat. I noticed that my own chair was propped up. I was able to get it back to the way it was by lifting it up and over two stops, which had held it in place. I mentioned that when it was in the original position, it could be rocked forward and used as a seat just as easily (this logic made more sense in the dream). Both people gave me a blank stare, then continued arguing. Now I ignored them and stood up. I saw TK sitting in a chair a little ways from the circle. I went over and talked to him for a while. We started making fun of a pink boa. After a while I walked away. The boa had somehow gotten torn to bits, and there were feathers everywhere.
I felt myself drift into a lighter sleep momentarily, but I kept myself from waking up. Contemplated what to do next with my lucidity, I decided to try psychokinesis. I found an open space and hovered in the air. I thought the clouds were beautiful. It crossed my mind that I would be able to levitate a house if I wanted to. I decided to try something bigger. On a whim, I created and levitated a giant rubber ball with the slightest of thoughts. It was too easy to be very entertaining.
I forgot the ball and saw a wide expanse of water; the ocean. I started running across the surface of it. It wasn't nearly as graceful as I had planned. I splashed a lot, although I didn't go further into the water than just above my ankles. I started to lose track of the fact that I was dreaming, and I was a little worried about the possibility of sharks and other sea creatures. However, I still knew that I was relatively safe (I knew that if I had the power to walk on water, sharks shouldn't be that much of a problem). There was another woman there who was also walking on water. Her presence was reassuring, and she gave me tips on how to keep my footing.
By the time I reached shore, I had lapsed into a normal dream. I now seemed to think that the circle had been a music camp, hence the violins, and therefore I wasn't surprised to see Ludwig van Beethoven staggering out of the ocean and onto the beach, dripping with salt water. Someone was coming. I got a case of deja vu. I remembered that the last time this had happened, someone had come to kill Beethoven. I tried to save him, but I led him the wrong way and they had succeeded in their nefarious plans. Armed with this forewarning, I led Beethoven behind a wall instead of out into the open as I had done in my deja vu memory. I had to use hand signals, as he didn't seem to hear me very well.
There were several similar walls, which formed a maze. I just tried to keep Beethoven out of view. I figured I was relatively safe, since there was no price on my own head. We came across an outdoor stage where a small group of musicians was setting up. Beethoven wanted to join them, but I said that he shouldn't go near music or the assassins would find him.
Further along there was a fair. I knew this place was safe. It was allegedly "not the sort of place where assassins go". My dad was there. He led Beethoven to the bathroom to hide until further notice. I felt happy now, and I wanted to go on some of the rides. My dad and I went on the ride where chairs at the end of chains go in a circle and swing outward into the air. It was a lot more unnerving than it usually is; there were no seat belts and I was finding it difficult to hold on. I woke up soon after.
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