a makeshift platform of chicken wire and twigs (illus.)
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Lucid Intent? Yes Lucid Technique: WBTB
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I see other people flying up through a wooden shaft toward a makeshift platform made out of chicken wire and twigs.
So I do it, too. When I come in contact with the chicken wire and the twigs, they easily break away and let me float up high up into the air. I see that I'm above my parents' cabin out in the woods, but also that a tornado is coming. Oddly, the only way I know this is that the ground is erupting here and there with little clouds of dust.
I spin my body in the opposite direction the little clouds are moving in to counteract the tornado.
I think, Wind and ink? and wake up.
I eat a yogurt and go back to sleep.
I find myself zipping over many perfect lawns and yards in a suburb that my grandparents lived in in Southern California. After a while, I feel a little amazed that I haven't really found any signs of neglect in a single backyard that I have gone through.
(shift) I transfer my dream journals from a small, Timex watch computer to an old computer (like an Atari, but certainly not as old as a Timex).
(shift) I harangue with my sister-in-law, D___, about my right to drink instant coffee while visiting them in their house. She has blue hair, not completely like Marge Simpson, but more like a punk rocker from the 1980s (it seems like a little silver was mixed in with the blue). In the background I see my mother, in a somewhat masculine-acting persona. I note that in spite of the fact that she has managed to bring about some kind of change in her afterlife/being, she is still very ill.
I wake up and wonder ... and hope that my mother is somehow getting past the "ill" stage in her afterlife. I want her to be happy, and I don't want her to keep needlessly suffering from ill health ... like she did for more than twenty years.
