Became lucid the other night. I knew because I was casually flying and remarking at the odd surroundings. Noting things I've seen before. The fact that the whole place was crumbling slowly. Cracks in the earth showing. It's like the place I was in didn't like that I was lucid there. We were attending a show. Waiting in line. As I'm doing defying gravity thing. These three women come up to me entirely bemused. They ask me how I was doing that. I blurted out that I was a witch. For some reason dream walking was my specialty and my domain where I felt most comfortable.

They laugh and seem utterly enthused. They take me inside and the man we all came to see. Appears before us in this theater as we take our seats. But the intended show didn't go as planned. He took a more serious tone. Almost scholarly. Behind him was a screen. And he is describing what we were seeing. It was hard to focus on what we were seeing. And I think that was the point. He tells us reality isn't what we think it is. That we aren't our bodies.

I see these three odd very intricate tear drop shapes. Intersecting and forming a very complicated diagram. The three shapes became almost these infinite slivers of glass at the intersecting parts. It's like I was looking at the universe in physical form. He's talking but I can't hear him. But I'm absorbing the knowledge of what he meant by peering into this artifact.

I wake up feeling strange. Like I looked past a veil not a lot of people get the chance to.

Anyone else been having these increasingly stronger dreams of reality bending encounters? Becuase lately they've been getting weirder and wierder. Like I'm tapping into something.