Nighttime moves
Holy crud - I just remembered a few scraps of probably one of the most egomaniacal semi-lucid dreams I've ever had, last night, and am actually feeling in the right space to write it up. The beginning was something along the lines of finding that I could, with great effort and in times of urgent need, force my will upon the world in little ways - minor telekinetics, pidly almost stage magic stuff that showed up in fight or flight. Things progressed over perceived time, slowly but surely increasing power at an almost infinitesimal but compounding rate, until it became reflexive to use my will rather than my physical body to move through the world. As my strength increased, so too did my perception, growing in clarity and variety over time, until I found I could sense the vibrations and bubbles of force that comprise the world directly. Manipulating these too became a skill that I carved into my essence, until I found I could move mountains and microns with equal ease, f...