Voices

Originally Posted by LiveInTheDream Sorry there was no entry yesterday. I have been overtaken by really bad allergies, and I could not sleep that night...so obviously, I had no real dreams, just vague images here and there. Last night I fared a bit better; sleep did not come easily, but it did come, and brought dreams with it. Still, my discomfort messed up recall a bit, so only the lucid part really stands out in my memory. I was in what was like a mix of real life and Mass Effect. That is, there were people and locations from real life, but I was actually Commander <PERSON> and I remember even mentioning to a few people that I was a <PERSON> as well. When I would talk to people, frequently (though not always) I would choose my sentences from a circle of options, just like in the game. I also remember adjusting my equipment selection from a 'screen' that perfectly mimicked the original Mass Effect screen. And I had a Palm Pre, which totally made my day Although I do not recall there being any fights, at one point a DC who looked a lot like a certain friend of mine came up and said: "That was a pretty slick move you made back there." For some reason that seemed to ring a bell in my head, and I could just feel in the air that I could pull off any moves I attempted. That much figured out, it was only a moment later before I figured out why... "Oh right! This is a dream!" I whispered quietly to myself. Then I cleared my throat and spoke up. "Dude, I am the ONE! I can do anything!" "Really?" The DC asked. "Show me." "Ok. Watch." I then ran a few steps and did a flip that landed me perfectly on my feet. "And I cannot even do flips! Not in real life, anyway." Someone clapped, even though I never saw who. Figured it was worth going on if they would enjoy a show, though. Since I could not really injure myself, it seemed a good time to try something that would kill me IRL. I ran another few steps and did a flip and a half, this time landing directly on my head. Then I just stood like that, maintaining balance without my hands, even, and even though I was surprised to find that it did hurt, I was not actually wounded, so it did not bother me. After that, I did everything I could think of to show off; butterfly twists, wall runs, handsprings...a lot of stuff requested by the onlooking DC's. Maybe I just went too crazy and flung my head around so much that the dream faded, I do not know. But for whatever reason, just like I went lucid in order to start pulling off moves, I stopped pulling off moves and lost lucidity. The dream only went on a little while after that anyway, so I did not miss out on much. Seems weird that I just do not RC in my dreams anymore. I do RCs faithfully every day for weeks, and then in the dreams that end up being lucid, I just...go lucid. It is very unfortunate, actually. I have the presence of mind to understand that I can do things that I cannot do IRL, but my mind is still absent enough to not be very creative; I usually just keep doing whatever I was doing in the non-lucid part of the dream, just in a more extraordinary way. And it does not really feel like lucidity should...more like the feeling of playing a video game that I have total control over than feeling physically present in the dream. I will have to work on that...maybe I should start RCing assuming that I have already gone lucid, so that when I naturally go lucid in dreams, my first action will be to RC and thus improve my state of mind.