![]() it tried to pull me into the pit but i resisted, pulled away and put myself in familiar surroundings, people i knew, a place i knew well. when he couldn't answer, a hole opened where the mouth of the depression would be and it swallowed him, you could see sky through the "mouth". it pulled one of the people down onto the "face" and spoke to him in some language i couldn't understand, it sounded like gibberish spoken by 1000 people in unison. a large depression formed in the ground in the shape of a persons head and shoulders which was about 10 feet deep and 15 feet across. i was in a grassy field, there were others around me, not close but around, they seemed as confused as i was. she seemed genuinely surprised by all of it. we spoke, i showed her a note she wrote herself that she didn't remember writing and levitated the pencils on her desk. the teacher acknowledged me consciously, kind of astonished i was talking to her at all. i knew i was dreaming, i've been lucid dreaming for almost 15 years since my dad showed me how (though he didn't know thats what he did, was a side effect of him trying to show me a way to fall asleep easier) and the technique almost always results in a lucid dream. i spoke with the teacher since she was seated at her desk in front of me. the room was lively, all the other students talking to each other. I had a lucid dream recently, i was in a classroom, looked like a middle school classroom, cinder block walls with thick yellow paint, chalk board and so on, instead of desks though there were pews filled with students. ![]() It was as if some invisible cover SHIELDED me. What was strange was that, although it was raining hard, it DID NOT rain directly on the two of us. When the two of us clasped hands, the clouds opened up and it began to POUR. I then began to run excitedly towards the figure, reaching out your hand to grasp theirs. There were two powerful bursts of thunder. It was then a series of MASSIVE thunderbolts struck, startling you from your distraction. I paused for a moment to gaze in the window. In the window, there were SIX BOXES wrapped in gold paper and tied with bright ribbons. The person was wearing a black overcoat with FOUR GOLD BUTTONS.Īpproaching this mysterious person, I walked by a store with a large picture window. I began to walk towards the figure, which was standing very tall. I were carrying a RED umbrella, which stood out brightly from the bland surroundings.Īt the end of the street there was a figure standing in the shadows. The entire scene was devoid of color except for one vivid thing. There was a warm breeze and it was wet and muggy. ![]() The rain was close by, but not quite upon me. The street was empty, and the ground was dry. It was beginning to darken, as the sun was going down. It was clear that a huge storm was coming. The clouds were grey and murky and there was thunder in the distance. I idnt know where to put this.but its also faceless dreams. Chim's World of Literature Januat 4:17 AM
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