Voices

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #29: The Lucidity Machine Wife, dressed in a labcoat, straps me into this huge contraption that we have built called "The Lucidity Machine". She explains that when she turns this on, "you are going to be lucid and the dream will be really pixelly, like an old video game." I tell her that I am ready. Wife walks over to a huge rocker switch on the wall, flips it, and I am lucid. As promised, my view of everything is extremely pixellated, reminiscent of classic Atari games. I am immediately reminded of Adventure: I appear to be in a low-resolution version of the same room but Wife is no longer here. I get out of the machine, focusing on sharpening the scene, knowing that it will grow clearer and clearer as I work my way through it. Sure enough, the graphics tighten up with every step that I take and within a few seconds everything's in full clarity. I walk outside of the building into the sun and my recall gets hazy for a bit here. At some point, I find myself standing in front of a cute bungalo that is surrounded by a broad moat. It has a pleasant garden in front of it and I want to see what is going on in here. I decide to use a technique that Xanous described in an old DJ entry that I believe he got from <PERSON>. Basically, I employ a sort of "targeted flight" where I focus on where I want to go and imagine myself being drawn there rather than on any specific mode of transport, like flight. I focus on a flower in the bungalo's garden and sure enough I am pulled into a vivid close-up of this bright pink flower. I hear voices coming from inside the bungalo and my perspective returns to normal. I am now standing by the front door, safely across the moat. I open the door and walk through a small foyer into a modest bedroom with a window that overlooks the ocean. Two young women in their mid-20s are sitting on a bed taping a video podcast about lucid dreaming. I feel like they must be from DreamViews but they are both strangers to me. My dream body has sort of faded from my awareness and the two podcasters do not appear to see me, so I just listen. They describe a guy who "built his own lucid dreaming machine" and describe things that I would done earlier in this dream. I remember them talking about us building the machine in our lab and mentioning something about me hopping on a train (DC nonsense or forgotten scene?) Suddenly, a group of people in lab counts bursts into the room, completely unnoticed by the podcasters. My friend S from work is part of the group, which is led by an older lady with graying hair. They are an amiable group but they announce that they are here to put a stop to my "abuse" of this "lucidity technology". The gray-haired lady says, "What you did was impressive but now it is gotten out of control." She gestures at the podcasters, and I see that one of them has turned into a 3-foot-tall Asian of indeterminate gender. Lucidity is probably starting to slip, and I become angry that they want to take this technology away from me. I tell them that they will never destroy what took years to build. The gray-haired lady says, "You will find that these things are much easier to destroy than to build." Emotion sweeps me away and I lose my lucidity. I get wrapped up further in this new dream plot but my recall gets very hazy from here.