Lucidity level: various, 3/5 being highest.
Dream sign: realizing that perhaps in real life we can't fly.
Reality checks: jump to hover.
WHY CAN'T WE FLY?
Not sure which order all these go in, just writing as it comes.
I'm on a hill which i run down and leap into the air to fly. I fly around with my arms spread out like an airplane.. I begin to wonder whether such low flying is possible in real life.. It normally isn't, i must be dreaming.
I want to make sure so i do something that's hard to describe. I automatically "wake up" into another scene, this one a lot more realistic, so realistic that i'm convinced it must be real life, but i'm here to test that.. I walk around what looks like a very comfortable-modern looking old peoples village. An very fit man comes out a few times a day to do exercises (like tai chi, but something more rigorous). I notice the great amount of people who come out of their rooms to join him in the sunshine. I find out its not an old people's village, but all kinds of people live here. This daily exercise routine has been happening for such a long time, everyone just does it and no one is shy. I feel a warmth from this lovely community..
However i'm here to test the gravity. I keep searching for a small grassy area, each place i go there are people gathering together for some activity. One of them even looked like a small group dressed for a funeral.
Anyway i finally find a spot right at the very back of that large block of buildings. I run off the hill and sure enough i can glide around the yard with my arms spread out.
Once again i wake myself into another scene, supposedly more "real" than the previous. This time into an empty urban land lot, its covered in lush green grass. I run and see how long i can stay in the air while jumping. Turns out its as long as i want.. Oh i'm still dreaming. This time i'm mildly annoyed as i begin to wonder "can this really be done in real life? hovering a bit while jumping?" A part of me knows i shouldn't be able to. As i look at the sky i begin to dwell on the differences between dream and real life. A great sorrow comes over me. My frustrations on this topic are so great that i allow my sadness to permeate the white cloudy sky. My sadness turns the sky dark grey, and i begin to cry. "Why is real life so different? so difficult?" emotions run through me i don't even have words for and at the same time a giant moon like orb manifests in the sky, yet its alive and i almost mistake it for an alien space ship. I begin an attempt to verbalize my feelings and frustrations to it from where i stand, but can't find words to verify my confusion. I feel it is listening because i'm already one with the whole scene. "why am i here on this earth?" is the only thing i can say among other unaddressable sorrows.. (I think) the orb begins to change shape and my mind just follows it into distraction.
I'm laying in bed and Trey finds a big Daddy long legs spider which he proceeds to play with in a torturous sort of way. Pulls at one of its legs, this thing is huge, i warn him not to be too rough, because although they rarely ever bite, their bite is actually lethal..
next thing i remember is finding some kind of similar shaped creature attached to my leg and sucking my blood. I pull it off, its body is really long. It keeps crawling back and attaching itself to me. Even tries to get a suck from out of my hand. I finally address it as "Alien creature, i'm afraid i can't let you do this, here have some steak and tomato sauce, its MUCH more tasty, trust me!" I stick its sucker to a plate of steak and sauce, which it does indeed enjoy suckling on. I leave it be and go off..
I walk into Trey's room and he has moved his mattress for some reason. I suggest "How about we place the bed in another position for a change" and i go on imagining places to put it. The room has a fascinating shape, and i dwell briefly in the corners.
I go out to the living room, Trey's mum is really nice, i hang out at this blue couch and begin to think about the rest of the house. I'm convinced this is the layout, but how come i can't recall what the back of the house looks like? ..but i was sure this was the layout of their house... uhh since its incomplete in my mind.. maybe not. guess its a dream.
Also i remember doing a fair few finger pulling RC's here and there, but struggle to recall exactly when i did them. Feels like i did them in the house and in other dreams i may not be able to recall now.