fear

April 1, 2010

i am falling down through blackness. i wind up in some sort of building. i keep walking and walking until i realize i am in an old library. it is all wood and musty. there are empty shelves around me and many old documents in scrolls, or made out of very old paper in odd shapes and sizes. as i walk, the number of people and things around me diminishes. i can see, far ahead of me, a room full of students. i wonder who they are and what they're doing. i consider walking back there when i get a cold chill. my energy body becomes afraid for no real reason. i decide i had better turn back rather than go on. as i walk back, i am wondering if i should intend to find W.. at the instant, a crazy looking old man is rolling by on one of those mall-cop standing scooter thingies. he is in a trenchcoat and has long gray hair. i say "W!" and he stops and looks at me. he says it's good to finally see me and we hug like old friends. i start to follow him wherever he's going but get distracted at some point by a commotion outside the building. 

this is the first time i can recall feeling afraid in a lucid dream. the sensation of fear is very different from what i would normally experience. for some reason, when my dreaming body is afraid, it is more scary than the "real thing".