Knocking

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid April 6, 2012: Slept for 4 hours, then took 8mg of GalantaMind As I am going back to sleep, I feel my body get lighter. I crawl out of bed, out of my physical body. I cannot see very well. Suddenly I am back in bed again. I feel like I roll over onto my back. I reach up and I can feel the ceiling with my hands, and I knock on it. Now I can see and I am floating in my room. I see out the window that the sky is purple and then changes to dark blue. Now I am in a room with carpet on the floor and walls, maybe the ceiling too. I am lucid. The bottom part of the walls look rotted away. I go to what looks like stairs going down, but it is just a shallow hole in the floor. Then I go into a bathroom. The toilet also has a carpet-like cover on the lid. I see my reflection in a mirror. It loos scary, like a zombie. Now I am in a parking lot with no cars, surrounded by a chain fence and tall trees. A zombie falls from a tree into the fenced-in parking lot. I try to ignore it, knowing it cannot bother me if I do not let it. But then I go pick it up. it is just a plastic skeleton with a ridiculous looking smushed-in face. I say "This is not my best dream." I lie down on my back with the skeleton beside me. "But listen to that," I say. I can hear crickets and maybe frogs or birds. It is rather nice. Then I wake slightly, back in my bed. I do not move and I enter another dream. This one involves flying while carrying three ladies. I discover that one of the women has both male and female genitals. We play around for a bit until I wake up again. I am outside, in the front yard of my childhood home. I say aloud "I am on an adventure to help someone! I am like Fin from Adventure Time." It is dark out. I say "Too bad it is night time." Then I see the sun very low on the horizon and decide that it is the morning sunrise. Soon it is light out. There are lots of animals around. especially a lot of cats near the house. I ask them if they need help. I move some object so they can get to some food. Then there are lots more cats around. I say to myself "I wonder if there really are so many cats outside our house. Surely there is no so much junk in our yard." There are big piles of garbage around me. I keep walking and find a shop full of glass objects on glass shelves. There are little bowls with figures on them and hanging glass shaped like people, like art mannequins. I break something by throwing it, but mostly just look at things. I think of trying to smoke something and getting high. Probably because the glass bowls remind me of pipes. But instead I find a Chinese restaurant. I say "I can help finish soup." I go to the owner, a little bald Chinese man, and ask him if I can help by cleaning the floors or washing dishes, or whatever. He eventually agrees to let me clean the floor. This is not very exciting, but at least it is helping someone. We go to a room in the back. Employees are checking out. We are about to get the mop when I wake up. It is slightly disappointing that I did not follow through, even though it would have been boring mopping a floor in a lucid dream.