Lucid Strange

Date: 3/17/2019

After being in this dream a while I became lucid. I can’t remember the pre-lucid part, except that I know I had been walking around inside this house that I found myself in, because I purposely headed to this dungeon-like basement. Outside the basement door, a middle-aged black man with a mustache stood, like a guard. His demeanor and style reminded me of late American slavery-era people. I looked at the door- which was built so close to the edge of the adjoining wall that the doorknob was cut in half to fit. The man nodded at me with a small smile. I opened the door and went down the dark concrete stairs. It was like a small dungeon. I turn right at the bottom of the stairway and enter a tiny door-less, dimly-lit room. I told myself a handsome man would come down the steps and we would have sex. I raised my shirt to expose my breasts. Almost immediately, I hear footsteps, but I can’t see who is coming because of the wall to my left. Soon a very short and old white man comes to me. His hair is long, or it’s a wig, again reminding me of 17th or 18th century. He started to fondle and kiss my breasts, which were eye-level for him. I decided I was not into this and said so much as I pushed him away. He left obediently. Still lucid, I waited for another suitor. Soon I see a dark horse peek around the corner. Shocked and a bit scared, I said ‘No!’ and pushed it away. Then a white horse looked around at me and again I said no. What happened next it frightening to think about but at the time I remained in control. I saw a mass of tangled dark hair, just on the other side of the wall to me. The wall to my left now did not reach the ceiling but came just about to my chin, so I could see over it toward the stairway. I reached over to touch the head of the new person to encourage them to join me. As my fingers poke into the nest of hair, I realize that the person is crying, and what I thought was the back of their head was actually the front. Their face was behind the tangled hair. I told myself I did NOT want the dream to go in this direction. Almost immediately two young men appeared. Handsome-ish, I decided they would do. I initiated activities, they seemed confused but got into it. Other people entered the dungeon and walked towards us but didn’t seem to notice us yet. Still lucid, I assured the men that these people won’t care what we’re doing. I woke up soon after this. ———- 2nd part Thanksgiving dinner with my family. We were all crammed around a table with okayed full of food. I had been picking onion skins and other food stuff off of the carpet under the table to keep it tidy before we ate. (Weird) My mom hurried me and then she and my brother started explaining that all but 2 of us should not eat the waffle/pancake on our plate because my sister J has not followed my brother’s recipe properly and the ones she made were not good enough to eat. We all had to share the 2 my brother made.