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Of the many dreams I recall having the night of Tues 10 Feb, one was lucid. In this dream, I tried twice to manipulate the scenery and died both times as a result. Died in the dream, that is; I'm not a zombie blogger guys don't panic.
I was on a farm, standing next to a red barn. There were those tube metal fences around, which formed several enclosures. In the area were a lot of chickens roaming around, a few hens but mostly roosters. As I saw them, I couldn't help but make clucking sounds. I soon discovered that this really pissed the roosters off because they started getting aggressive towards me.
My roommate (from waking life) was somewhere in the barn washing dishes. As I looked around for him, I found myself going in circles in an unnatural way. I realized that I was dreaming because of the altered physics. It was thus I found myself facing a large frightening bird that was a cross between a rooster and an emu. It was exactly as foul-tempered a fowl as you'd expect.
This killer bird attacked me straight away. Instinctively I threw up my guard, but then I had a thought. Perhaps if I stopped defending myself, the bird would cease to be an attacker and become something else. So I let down my guard, and what I got was a warm sensation spreading out from my throat and down my chest. The bastard actually killed me.
After that I may have woken up, not sure. But I soon found myself in the same dream world running from the same godforsaken bird. Although I knew I was still dreaming, I didn't think to try to wake myself up to escape. But I probably wouldn't have taken that option anyway. This time, the roosters that had been aggressive towards me were now helping me escape my assailant. I would hold out my finger, and one would grab on and fly me to temporary safety.
Eventually they led me up to the top of a tall tree, completely out of the death bird's reach. I found myself looking out at a beautiful sunset. I could see the stars among the purple and deep blue of the sky. Perhaps it was the image of space that led me to do what I did next.
At the top of this tree, I closed my eyes. I felt everything begin to spin around. Next, I let go of the tree entirely. I expected to float off into the night, and have some new adventure in this dream world. Instead I plummeted straight to the ground.
At this I woke up into a new dream room. I thought at this point that I was awake and at home. I was laying on back and still spinning rather rapidly, as if there were a pin in my navel and my limbs were the hands of a clock. My hands and feet were colliding with objects in the room. Once again, the strange physics triggered a realization that I was dreaming. As soon as I realized this, my hands and feet did not collide with the objects in the room as I spun around.
I was on a farm, standing next to a red barn. There were those tube metal fences around, which formed several enclosures. In the area were a lot of chickens roaming around, a few hens but mostly roosters. As I saw them, I couldn't help but make clucking sounds. I soon discovered that this really pissed the roosters off because they started getting aggressive towards me.
My roommate (from waking life) was somewhere in the barn washing dishes. As I looked around for him, I found myself going in circles in an unnatural way. I realized that I was dreaming because of the altered physics. It was thus I found myself facing a large frightening bird that was a cross between a rooster and an emu. It was exactly as foul-tempered a fowl as you'd expect.
This killer bird attacked me straight away. Instinctively I threw up my guard, but then I had a thought. Perhaps if I stopped defending myself, the bird would cease to be an attacker and become something else. So I let down my guard, and what I got was a warm sensation spreading out from my throat and down my chest. The bastard actually killed me.
After that I may have woken up, not sure. But I soon found myself in the same dream world running from the same godforsaken bird. Although I knew I was still dreaming, I didn't think to try to wake myself up to escape. But I probably wouldn't have taken that option anyway. This time, the roosters that had been aggressive towards me were now helping me escape my assailant. I would hold out my finger, and one would grab on and fly me to temporary safety.
Eventually they led me up to the top of a tall tree, completely out of the death bird's reach. I found myself looking out at a beautiful sunset. I could see the stars among the purple and deep blue of the sky. Perhaps it was the image of space that led me to do what I did next.
At the top of this tree, I closed my eyes. I felt everything begin to spin around. Next, I let go of the tree entirely. I expected to float off into the night, and have some new adventure in this dream world. Instead I plummeted straight to the ground.
At this I woke up into a new dream room. I thought at this point that I was awake and at home. I was laying on back and still spinning rather rapidly, as if there were a pin in my navel and my limbs were the hands of a clock. My hands and feet were colliding with objects in the room. Once again, the strange physics triggered a realization that I was dreaming. As soon as I realized this, my hands and feet did not collide with the objects in the room as I spun around.