Dream For 4-12-6

I think I had a bunch of dreams. Being at my Grandma’s and asking where I should put the trash. I remember another rather surreal dream, except I was slightly lucid. Naturally, the light show subsided. Another was as if I was in the movie, charging through the streets on a carriage, but stopping just short of the King. Another, we were apparently investigating some sort of house, and really bad shit was happening underneath the floorboards.

I really need to try directed dreaming. Something to think of while dreaming. One word. I’ve been at a loss for what to think of, lately, when I go lucid. My imagination has been much better in the past. I’ve noticed the quality of my lucidness depends on the vividness of the background. If the world I’m playing with seems well-defined, I have more freedom to play. But if I have to actually think about the world, then everything falls apart. Only if the background is set can I do fun things like fly, go invisible, walk through walls, and (my favorite) make things explode. I haven’t done that in a while. Maybe I should try thinking of a shooting range like Ocarina of Time, and point at all the jars, watching them explode. *smirks*

So I can separate my dreams into background, objects, and actions. As long as I’m keeping up with my actions, the background tends to take care of itself.

I used to have a problem in my dreams with things breaking. This might sound odd, but try to follow. Let’s suppose there’s a piece of wood that breaks mid-dream. I’d reckon, “This is my dream, and I want a whole piece of wood!” I’d put it back together, over and over again, and every time, it would either remain broken, or it would break further. I forget whether I found a way to fuse the wood, or whether I just stopped breaking things in an effort to put them back together.

Anyway. I believe today’s goals are mostly academic. I have a lot of things I’ve been putting off. Meeeeeeeehhhhhhhhh. Hopefully I’ll run into the ladies later today.

I think I’ll go #2 now.