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Place withheld · 2016-06-18 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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I find myself at the top of the stair leading down into the basement of my childhood home.I begin heading down the stairs, and I am amazed by the vividness of the scene as I stare at the collection of pictures on the wall going down, and get ready to turn right. The scene appears to be an almost exact reconstruction of the real life setting. I realize that something or someone is coming around the corner and I realize it could be anything. I make the turn, and a very young boy with a red polo and blonde hair walks up with a big smile. He appears to be in middle school or so. I am very impressed by how real everything looks, and am getting a kick out of it. I finally make it to the bottom, and see a few more very young kids approaching. I feel almost as though I am in a realm with ethereal people and am amazed at how realistic these figures appear. Out of interest I approach the upcoming two figures and pass my hands right through their torsos, and am fascinated by the transparency. I spot the diamond shaped mirrors on the wall in the same spot as in waking life. I decide to look at my reflection. I view myself as a child, roughly in middle school or so, expcept with more lean features as I have now, and shorter hair as I have now. I turn away and continue to make my way into the room toward a couch area. I see a large group of very young kids, possibly in Elementary school. It appears that they are about to start a video game. I decide to ask them a question that is been on some of my recent dream goals. I am appreciating the vividness and stability of the dream, and feel no need to stabilize. I think back to Sageous's posts and am amazed that he was experiencing states as this in every dream. I think about posting in the WILD class as I used a personal variation of a WILD technique in order to initiate this. I approach one of the youths on the left and ask him what my life purpose is. He begins thinking and chattering to the others then asks as if still considering.'you know my firend?'' 'I think you need to talk to him'. This does not make much sense to me, and I reason that it just dream characters. I then turn to another and ask what my life mission is. He talks about meeting and hanging out with a celbrity of some sort. I find this comical again and tell him in a dry humor tone that next time I am in a life conundrum I will make sure to chill with a celebrity. I decide to head away from the group, and work my way toward where my dad's office. I find that it is not an interesting area and turn back around, and look toward the wall unit in front of the group of kids. I consider teleporting to a forest at this point. There are many fantasy books lined up, and this reminds me about an awesome druid dream guide figure I met in a previous lucid dream. I ask them if there is a way I can teleport to the druids. They do not give a clear answer. The dream begins fading, I make my way to an in-between phase and begin trying to re-enter a lucid. A lot of HI starts forming, and I am finding the state very easy to navigate as I hold strong yet uninvolved awareness. I soon wake up, not able to chain another lucid at the time.

 

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