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Shortly before the weekend, Pete the unicorn, my now deceased cloned purple unicorn I created when I was just a young billionaire child prodigy, came to me and taught me what he had learned on his travel in the clone purple unicorn afterlife (It’s quite exclusive)…One of the things I remember most is what he taught me about the secrets to a successful lucid dream. This subject intrigued me as I have always wanted to be aware I was dreaming and being conscience in said dream.
So I set the date. I would try to have a lucid dream on the
night of Tuesday the 22nd of January; this is mostly so I would only
have to maintain my excitement level for just a few hours before I told
everyone about my lucid dream experience! And so last night I waited till all the Martians had settled…
**Silence falls as
night approaches on the red planet the princess in her bed, the prince falls in
love and we all quickly calm down, as I turn the last page of my fable, the
princess and the tea tree.
**A FAR LESS THAN AVERAGE NIGHTIME IN THE MARTIAN COMPLEX
BEGINS! **
I followed the steps Pete told me in order to have a lucid
dream, and I drifted off to my conscious sleep. At first, I was admittedly
scared, I was now in a state where my body thought I was sleeping, yet my
thoughts and awareness hadn’t switched off as it usually does when you sleep. All
I needed to do is wait, and hope Tuesday was the night I would have a dream
that I could control in my conscious-dreamlike state!…
A blackened fuzziness turned into a white light and what
happened was truly amazing. Like the screen of a television, an amazing,
flickering image started to appear before my closed eyes. This is when I knew I
was about to experience my first lucid dream. ...
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When the dream began, I found myself still on Mars still.
Yet this was noticeably different to the normal Martian soils I knew. For
example, normally I don’t come across a snake dressed in a smart bow tie, mustache and mini, fashionable top hat combination. I must say he does look
very dapper though. I assume it’s a male snake, he has a mustache. Or it might
be something to do with overpowering hormones.
In this amazing candy like dream scene I found myself in I found
I was able to do whatever I liked, and after I had walked and explored
extensively, I looked to the violet sky to find a bodiless Gaga in the air. I
found my personal deity. This dream was awesome.
When she began to talk, her voice boomed and filled the
crazy dream world that was my overpowering imagination. She told me my abilities
to control a dream meant she could take me on a tour of the world my mind had
created. And so with a snigger at the sliding baby who seemed to endlessly slide
down the giant smarties that made the candy Andes, and a lick of the square watermelon,
I commanded my dream to take me on, I was unbelievably getting bored of the
candy-like Mars…
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The next part of the dream seemed to be part of an old
movie, though there were particularly interesting differences. I mean other
than the fact I appear to be nearly falling to my death, yet with a look of amazement,
I think I enjoyed the danger and the belief I could not be hurt, in something
that was a simple work of my imagination!
**Can you see some of the things that just shouldn’t be in
this black and white pre 1930’s scene??** Comment!
It was here gaga told me the significance of this situation.
Gaga told me my inner conscience seemed to be telling me that my work was
becoming outdated, in terms of the Lychee conglomerate. This was teaching me a
useful lesson… I need to create an innovation, a new product that is unlike any
other thing, ever. Even though I was able to control this ‘lucid dream’, I
think the life concerns and inner worries of other fruit based companies
catching up to Lychee was involved in creating this odd 1930-esque dream, with
a bit of trillionaire imagination thrown in obviously! This dream was proving
to be more valuable for my life, in general, by the second, Apart from the fun of going
through this dream in what I thought as real time.
A sudden wind could be weirdly felt, as this simple scene
turned into a twisting rainbow of colours where the gaga head seemed to be
calmly pulling me through and humming a jazz version of bad romance and you and
I...
(It was a seemingly long
transition to the next part, even travel in a conscious dream takes time…life!) youuuuu
and meee could write a baaad romannnncceee…..
A sudden wind could be weirdly felt, as this simple scene turned into a twisting rainbow of colours where the gaga head seemed to be calmly pulling me through and humming a jazz version of bad romance and you and I (It was a seemingly long transition to the next part, even travel in a conscious dream takes time…life!) youuuuu and meee could write a baaad romannnncceee…..
A beat of the drum was approaching. This is the first thing I heard as a group of tiny construction workers started to build a small room around Gaga and me. By this time the dream was beginning to be less and less out of my control, in terms of the amount of things I was able to do in it.
The floral headed Gaga suddenly was silent, and a weird sensation passed over my body producing the body of a light brown llama. I had the body of a light brown llama. This dream could not get any weirder. Oh but it could!
I found my llama self and gaga in a hell like, padded cell. This part of the dream was becoming less enjoyable and more concerning. Especially as this was the doing of my own imagination.
The head of gaga became more demonic as her giant, freaky mouth hole started to produce ocean water and a great white shark contained within the salt water. What was this about! I still don’t know!
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As the dream began to fade, and my body slowly waking, the
scenes became more bland and colourless, until the bodiless Gaga was no more
and the control I had in this apparent lucid dream was non-existent, to the
point I, for a reason I don’t know, found my dream to end with a depiction of
the Mona Lisa but with my face. The ‘Mona Thomas’
The look of surprise I had in this impressive alternative
reproduction of the famous Leonardo de Vinci work/ self-loving portrait of me
was the last thing I saw as this fascinating dream experience was coming to an
end.
I woke to the sound of the cleaners cleaning, the creatures
purring like a wolf, and the nonsense of the arc screaming loudly at the cheese stall. All
was normal in my quaint Martian complex. I was back in the real world. I knew exactly what I had to do next! It was
all so clear as I lay in my bed, listening for the slight vibrations of the
build in bed alarm that gave me an early warning that my alarm for the start of
another day was about to begin shortly.
And I smiled to myself as the white llama depicted in my
lucid dream stood outside. I knew it now. Do you realise it too?
I knew it now. Do you see it too?...
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