Last night, I attempted to project. After a good, long while, I fell asleep and went into what I thought was a lucid dream. I don't have any lucid recollection of actually leaving my body. I came to realize that I had all of my senses including touch.
The place had buildings with very cool colors that were almost neon bright (maybe a city?). I kept reminding myself that I was, at the very least, as alert as I am in normal, awake mode. I do remember testing the environment. I would try to pass my hands through walls. Some I could but I could still feel the texture. One wall had the consistency of thick mud. I even taste tested the wall. It tasted slightly sweet which is probably because I was hoping it would be sweet.
There is not much else that I can remember because, stupid me, I have not gotten in the habit of journaling my memories after waking up before they get faint. I do remember that there was a whole lot more that I now can't remember (except for unconnected snippets).
If this place was a real place and not a Super-lucid dream, then it was definitely in a place that was in a whole other dimension (if that is the right word) with differing properties.
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