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Place withheld · 2011-08-03 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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It is late in the evening and I am pretty beat from the day, so I decide to get in a few z's and maybe a short dream. Shortly after closing my eyes, I find myself in the middle of a dream I think I am outside, in a metropolis, and the vibrant blue twilight is bathing everything in a nice royal blue tinge. I cannot remember what prompted me, but I reality checked with a nose pinch I am dreaming Everything begins to feel like it is vibrating at a very high frequency and I am suddenly in the void. I am surrounded by darkness, but I can see myself. I hear, feel, and see that everything is vibrating very fast so I try stabilizing by looking deep into my hands. The stabilization seems to be working, but the vibrations eventually make me fall back into reality. Fuck! I curse under my waking breath. I am awake, but something feels off... I reality check . . . Awe yeeeaaah I jump out of bed and I am outside. I am stabilized. I think about the list i have made of tasks to do while lucid and I decide on a few first. I make a great leap to test my abilities. Once I land, I leap once again and take flight! To Chichen-Itza! I am soaring in the sky; against strong headwinds I push on. Do Not think about flying! I tell myself. Do Not think about the fact that it is not possible. I begin to doubt myself and i feel more and more turbulence. Look at what you have done, fantastic. I plummet to the earth . . . Son of a bitch! Awesome as it was, I did not make it to chichen-itza . . . I reality check with another nose pinch and I fly straight up out of my bed. Hehehe Seeing as flying to chichen-itza was met with a crash landing, I try a different approach. Still flying, I drag myself across my ceiling over to my closet in an attempt to use it as a teleportation device. As I approach my closet I see myself standing there, with some sort of holographic purple cube floating in my hands. Somehow i know that this is my interpretation of death. This is not something I was going to deal with at the time so I cast it off as ridiculous and fly off, but before I leave my house I remember to check myself in the mirror to see if my astral form is any different then my regular self. I look into the mirror and see myself. My plain old regular self, black jeans, black bullet bill t shirt, short black hair. I may have been holding something in my right hand. Somewhat disappointed that I was no different, but also somewhat relieved, I decide to try teleporting via another method. I recall reading about the spinning technique to change location and a falling back technique used for the same purpose. I do both at the same time for lulz but i wake up in my bed. A RC and I fly out of my bed once again. I fly out the door, dragging myself along the ceiling (this is like when you are playing a video game and your character is running forwards, but there is a wall in the way so he slowly slides to the side while still running forward lol) I try and draw myself a portal with my finger this time. I trace out a large rectangle, it has sparkling edges but the portal itself is a void. I Am not too sure if I should enter, there is something strange about it. Before I can enter, I am awoken by my my family being loud. Soon after I awake, I realize that the house in my dream was not my house. This house was a bungalow with bright yellow-orange walls with a white ceiling and large potted palms out in the front. All in all, I had a good time

 

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