Voices

#254 - 04:53 AM - DEILD I <PERSON> from a non lucid dream and slowly vibes start up. I become excited but quickly push that away and just focus on the vibes for a moment. I get up blind. I have to open my dream eyes and its a little difficult at first. Slowly I begin to see and I focus on an object. I am in some extra fancy remodelled version of my house. I set outside into daylight. There is a redbrick patio garden with iron chairs and table. I recognize my old friend <PERSON> sitting there looking at me. I shout out her name in surprise but walk past interested. I am thrown back into an FA with vibes again. This time when I get up and open my dream eyes it feel slightly painful like my eyes are glued shut. I manage to open them regardless but see moonlight projected on my bedroom wall. I quickly close them afraid I was opening my physical eyes. I focus on seeing on the back of my eyelids as I make my way outside. Now that I am out, I see that It is dark now. I walk into my yard, remembering my task to jack Santa's sleigh. I yell out for him and get a reply. However, it sounds like a half crazy hill-billy speaking gibberish. It seems like the voice came from a small wooden shack across the street, but I am pretty sure this is not Santa so decide to ignore him. Still looking for Santa, I fly up hoping to see his sleigh. It is slow going and I realize I am only halfway up the height of the tree in my front yard. I summon a jetpack hoping this will help. I push a button on the extension in front of me and hear the roar as I imagine myself projected forward. Unfortunately, I soon realize that I am barely making my way across the yard. I try for more height but I feel block like some invisible ceiling is above me. I feel the dream destabilizing and my vision going dark so I decide to land. I end up in the shack across the street and I begin rummaging through tools for stability. It does not help and I soon find myself in the void. I begin to believe that I am waking up but check myself. I do a nose plug and blow clean. Not willing to give up, I look for my hands and rub. In a few seconds my vision returns and I am standing outside the shack and in the street. There is an old 80's model black hatchback sitting idle. I ask the driver for a ride and the back door pops open. I start to get in and notice there are no occupants in the car. I say out loud, "Oh hell no. I am getting in the front. I am driving." Now, the front driver side door pops open in submission. When I get in, I notice and old dirty, musty smell and wonder how old this car really is. I decide to give up on Santa, but what now? China! I begin driving and the sun emerges to full noon. The neighbourhood blurs past as I drive a fast as I can. Suddenly the road ends and there is a chain-link fence. I see a concrete barrier and a river beyond. I tell the dream that this is the border between China and the US. I pull up on the steering wheel and the car pops over the river. I tell the dream that I am now in China and I look around expecting to see things that look like China. But the dream was stubborn and instead YOU.S. flags begin to sprout out of the asphalt and concrete. Refusing to give in, I start thinking more about China and I begin to hear some man speak unconvincing Chinese. It is all I have so I focus on it but at that moment, I wake up.