Knocking

16.11.2009Kicked Out of WWE (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was at a leisure centre to go swimming. However, the pool was in the middle of a concert arena, and there were thousands of seats around the outside. I already had my shorts on, so I walked down the steps to the pool. The steps were irregularly spaced horizontally, so I had to do sort of a leaping jog to get down. I was in the pool for a while, chatting to someone I knew, but cannot now remember. I was not really "swimming", more sort of floating about at the shallow end. Then I bumped against a wall and felt something in my pocket. To my horror, I realised I had left my phone in my pocket. I climbed out of the pool thinking, "Shitshitshitshit..." However, when I checked for damage, the phone worked fine, and barely even had any water on it. I really should have noticed this mega-obvious dream sign! It happens all the time. I walked back up the steps I had come in from to leave my phone somewhere safe. When I got to the top, I saw a family I knew. I asked if I could leave my phone with their stuff, and explained the miracle of it having gone in the pool and survived. I am a bloody moron. I then went back down to the pool. A little bit of missing memory here, the next thing I remember was sitting in a seat (still in the stadium), watching wrestling. The pool had been covered over and there was now a ring in the middle. I think this was brought on from watching an episode of South Park which was about wrestling. The whole stadium was filled with people, there were probably about 15,000. I stood up and started jumping about excitedly (which is weird, I do not even like wrestling), knocking into people. One of the burly security guards, who was wearing a light blue t-shirt said something along the lines of "Alright, that is it, you are coming with me!" and he escorted me up the steps out of the stadium. I became lucid here, probably because that sort of thing never happens to me. The security guard was going back inside, leaving me at the top of the steps. I thought, "Fuck this guy, I will do whatever the hell I want!" So I ran at the steps, very fast, and took a leap off the top. I soared for about 10 metres, and landed halfway down. I took another running jump from one of the longer steps and this time I flew over a large section of the crowd. I landed on my front, on top of a load of people in their seats. What happened next was a sort of crowd-surfing situation crossed with sledging. The seats were tiered, so I surfed downhill on top of people until I came to a stop at an empty seat, which I slid smoothly into, as if nothing had happened. Another security guard saw me, and chased me back up the steps and outside again. I was thinking of more ingenious ways to screw with the security guys, and I was suddenly compelled to run and slam into a nearby wall. I knew, somehow, that on the other side of the wall was a bull enclosure, housing thousands of bulls, which were somehow important for the show. It was very cramped in the bull room, and as I bumped at my side, I moved one bull. This caused a massive chain reaction which ended up making every single bull stampede out the other side of the enclosure and into the stadium. They burst out at the highest tier of seats, and stampeded over thousands of people. The destruction was awesome. The security guards had no idea what to do. I was very satisfied, and told my story to people outside the stadium. I lost lucidity near the end.