Hovering

Alrighty. I remember a ton of fragments from last night, but no full dreams, and nothing very interesting. Loaf was in a couple. Also, all of them involved LDing in some way. No idea why I did not get lucid. BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM! ??.??.?Crash Course in Control (WILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I felt the transition. I am dreaming. I get out of bed and climb over my couch, toward my window. The sun pelted through my blinds as the green leaves of the trees outside swayed gently back and forth. I pressed myself against the window, ignoring the blinds, they mean nothing. As expected, the glass starts to give way to my pressure, conforming to the shape of my skin, like a cool sleek putty. In a mere moment I am outside, hovering above my backyard. I glide over the trees, simply enjoying my surroundings. There is a large clearing below me. Just like before they put all those town-houses in. In it, are people having a Nerf War. I drop down to join them, but I do not have a blaster. I inquire to a nearby DC, "Where is my Recon?" he looks at me like I am an idiot as he replies, "What are you talking about? It is right there." Sure, enough, on the grassy hill lay my Recon. I grab it from its resting place and join in the fray. A time lapse finishes things up rather quickly, but I am content with the amount of action I got. Heading toward a nearby house now, I decide to track down my DG. It is been awhile since we have met. I walk in the back and am greeted by a few random DCs and a good friend I know IRL. I approach him, and ask, "Hey, M, where is my Dream Guide?" "She is downstairs with your parents." "Thanks dude." "No problem, man." Trusting my friend, I locate the stairs. The house I am in is more of a building than anything else. I make my way to where I believe she should be, but a guy with a nice shirt and slacks is blocking my way. I tell him, "Bring out my Dream Guide for me." "I am afraid I cannot do that." "<PERSON> shit. Bring her out, now." He leaves for a second, a look of worry on his face. When he returns he has a random female DC in tow who is obviously not my DG. I am getting pissed now. "I am going to say it one more time before I bring this entire building crashing down on your head. Bring. Me. My. Dream. Guide." He scampers off, sensing my intent to follow through with the threat. Sure enough, he comes back with none other than my DG right behind him. She looks annoyed for some reason. She steps up to me and looks me in the eyes with her penetrating gaze. She demands of me only one thing: "What do you want?" What happened next I simply cannot accurately explain. I began to speak: "I want to be strong. I want power. Unlimited power. I want the ability ro destroy universes upon a whim. The power of a god. . ." I could not stop myself from talking. Worse, I could not even control what I was saying. I poured all of my willpower into stopping my mouth from spurting out these words, but, again, I had no control. This went on for a good minute, and there was nothing I could do about it. I was, in a word, powerless. I eventually finished talking. The gravity of what had just happened had not quite hit me yet, and it would not for a long time afterwards. My DG had just taught me a lesson about how little power I actually had in the grand scheme of things, and had shown me how meaningless my previous quest for power and glory had been. At the time, though, I was still in shock. My DG, noticing I still did not get it, gave me a look, shook her head, And the dream ended.