23 Aug 2020 Psychic Lucid Dream

So this one was a complete dream unto itself. I had a lucid dream that I was a psychic. It started at my parents' house. My wife and I were not together but we were dating. She was staying upstairs in the guest bedroom and I was in the downstairs bedroom. For some reason my brother came in and started asking questions. He asked me why my girlfriend had condoms in her bedroom and I told him someone must have left them there. He didn't buy it, made a skeptical face and left. It's about 2am and his question was burning my mind so I decide to check it out. I get out of bed and float through the hallway, dining room, and finally up the stairs. I stopped halfway up and I could hear her talking. She said "don't stop." My heart sank. I peered through the wall but there was a parrot 🐦 keeping guard and, it being my dream, it sensed me and came over and blocked my view. The action stopped. I floated up the rest of the stairs, down the hall, and kicked the door open. Inside I found a guy from work and my wife. She was still slightly leaning over the edge of the bed but he was already pulling up his pants.

I yelled at them both. "Are you serious!? Why would you do this!?" I entered the room and went to her for answers. She said nothing was happening but I could see the guilt on her face and the evidence was overwhelming at that point. To deny it was foolhardy. She was on her knees saying she was sorry. I slapped her, not hard though. I immediately picked her up and dropped to my knees asking her to forgive me for what I'd just done. My sights turned to the guy and I saw red. We argued as I dragged him out the room. At the top of the stairs I kicked him downwards. The kick was strong enough that he didn't touch any stairs and flew straight down into the dining room.

Everyone was awake by this point and they were all in the dining room wondering what the fuss was about. As he crashed into the floor with a thud, he let out a pathetic groan.

I dragged him to the front door and threw him out. Supposedly it was winter ❄️ so it was chilly outside. I locked the front door and went back to tell everyone what happened. After my big reveal everyone thought I went too far. Having calmed down a little, I went back to the front door. The guy was in a sleeping bag freezing his balls off. I went outside. I couldn't feel the cold. I picked him up with one hand and carried him down off the porch and into the street, forcing him to stand.

"Looks like we'll have an opening on that project at work?", I said.

"What!? Why!? I can still do it!", he pleaded.

My anger reemerged. I teleported everyone from the project to our location in the parking lot. No one seemed surprised. With everyone in one place, I started explaining why Richard should be off the project. His supervisor didn't seem to understand. As we talked, I began constructing a building around us. Of course no one cared about that. Everything was about the project. In my anger, I finished the building. I was getting where arguing so I took even more drasdtic measures. It wasn't until I had finished talking that I realized what I had built.

With everyone in the conference room of the freshly assembled building, I laid on the floor. With it being my dream, I repelled the floor. The building shook and the metal creaked as it took flight, repelling the Earth and shooting above the clouds. I floated around the room. The sudden acceleration caused everyone else to pass out. I watched them sleep. In the middle of them sleeping, I encountered someone who seemed knowledgeable about me, my powers, and the project. He went to use the bathroom but the zero gravity had him spiraling around. I stopped him with my telekinesis, read his thoughts, and let him go.

When everyone finally woke up, we were looking at Earth. I shared my sight with them. The Earth was not spherical. More egg-shaped if anything. I could see the tides as they were, had been, and yet to be. The flux of matter was unusual and the surface of the Earth moving with an undulating sentience as we watched from a distance.

I brought the ship down somewhere in Asia. It was a soft landing. I unlocked the doors and unfolded the building into a courtyard with terraced seats and a podium at the bottom, much like a lecture hall. Aside from my crew, people moved freely to, from and through the ship. It was as if it had always been there in their minds. My power to shape perception, even reality was growing. I sensed that I could do more with my lucid dream.

A diplomat entered. I told him to get the general.

He responded "that's not how it works...."

"Tell ME how it works then."

He continued, "the general will speak with you if he wants to."

Indignant, I slammed my hand on a desk. I was pissed. I wanted Richard off the project. Moreover, I wanted to be alone.

I used a telekinetic pulse. Everything slowed to a crawl as I charged it. The flow of time and space contracted around me. I felt a surge of consciousness as I held it there. On release, the wave pushed everything. People around the world felt the shift, as I tugged at their perception and balance. Reality aligned to my will. A fierce wind blew all the paperwork from the conference room out the back door. I counted the sheets as they disappeared. I immediately apologized to my colleagues. I turned to the diplomat. His mouth agape in awe as I removed my hand from the table, revealing the unharmed surface. "I. Will talk. The general. Will listen." The diplomat nodded and led me off. As I left the building, I knew what I needed to do. I turned and spoke telepathically. "I will settle this and all wars. I will fight this front and The Other. Alone." I point upwards and the building shifted form into a heli-building. I sent it up and back to it's origins. I left a piece of me onboard to ensure they traveled the vast oceans safely. The building disappeared without any noise, wind, or propulsion. I talked to the general about what I planned to do.

After the war/project was complete, i returned home. I led a normal life. I took college courses and lived an innocuous life. I failed a test and talking with my class about it. I told them I could've easily passed if I used my telepathy but that was cheating. The teacher responded that "telepathy isn't listed as cheating in the student handbook and can't be proven so..."

My lucid dream my rules.

I excused myself to use the bathroom. Really I wanted to used my powers. It had been years since the project was completed. I flew down the hallway, right above throngs of people mindlessly chatting and walking incredibly slow. I twisted through the air yet my perspective remained unchanged. I left the building and flew high over the city. Ironically, by the time I landed I had no idea where I was or how to get back to school. I transferred myself into a passing car and shifted into the driver's mind. The car moved seamlessly towards the university. At points it faced forwards, but mostly it was either reverse or sideways. I didn't know where the university was so I applied the driver's knowledge to the task. I relaxed on the rear seat as the passenger in front was freaking out, first by my appearance and then by the haphazard and unnatural movements of the car. We arrived at our destination and the car came within inches of a concrete wall. I got out, as did the hijacked driver. His mind overflowed with awareness and the perspectives of everyone but his own. I freed him of the burden.

A woman came out of the university and approached him. Before she could speak, he ran, jumped into the car, and sped off. I don't know if he was running from her or me. She knew him, I could sense it. They had a child together. I saw the disappointment in her. She looked at me and saw that, despite my overwhelming power, I was alone. She asked me "do you want to stay with me for a bit? I don't see a ring or your hand." I held up my hand. She was right of course. I remembered what happened with my girlfriend (wife) and Richard. I was overcome with sadness. "No, I don't think that's a good idea." She showed me the way up a fire escape to reach my floor of the building.Someone told us that wasn't the right way. I followed, knowing that the woman knew exactly where I needed to go. Afterall, it was my dream and everyone an extension of myself. Dream over. Was that weird?