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    1. 19 Oct: Colbert & death

      by , 10-19-2011 at 02:07 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      1:00

      Stephen Colbert
      I'm with Stephen Colbert. Don't recall what happened previously, but I'm stealing a kiss from him. He retracts, embarassed. He tells me he is married and can't do that, to which I reply that he shouldn't worry, because it's only a fantasy. I tell him I had recently a fantasy with Jon Stewart to. [Does this make me a freak or a geek???]
      He relaxes and says "ok then", but to take it slow. He tells me he needs to finish writing a bit of a comics book on a super-hero version of him. I ask "but you're just writing the story, right? someone else will draw the actual comics?" and he says "yes, of course". Then he shows me a doll of the super-hero character, all muscled but with his face. He looks like a kid, really amused with it and he says "you know, the doll is anatomically complete." and he pulls the doll's pants down and it has a plastic penis that lifts up. I goggle with surprise.

      3:00

      Briefcase
      I forget a briefcase full of documents of a friend inside a bus. I go back to that bus to get it, but the driver said some lady found it and kept it, in case I'd come looking for it. He delivers me her address. It is a kindergarten, for children of different ages. It is very nice. The kids have cool things to play with. The lady is a teacher there. I talk to her and she wants 15 dollars to return me the briefcase. I'm shocked and I tell her the documents are not worth the money and I'm not willing to pay. I ask if I can use the toilet, to let her think about it for a while and she points me to an outside cabin on some terrace between big rocks that surround the building.

      Death
      From the cabin window I see people on top of the rocks and I feel curious and go up there to. It is a big cliff and on the other side is the ocean. Way down there is some beach resort. I see lots of young people having fun and swimming. I start becoming half-lucid and wonder what all this is about. Then I hear a loud siren and everything changes. Everybody looks sad, saying the time has come. They all walk to the top of the cliff, near where I stand.
      I see to my side three gutters, kind of water slides, going straight to the edge of the cliff. And people are lining up, laying down on them, their bodies becoming really stiff and lifeless as they slide 'till they fall of the cliff.
      One of the gutters has water flowing and takes the bodies on a cascade to the water below. The second gutter takes the bodies with a flow of air and they simply free fall on the water below. The third gutter throws the bodies against a ramp of rocks, before they crash on the water below.
      An old couple is saying goodbye. She thinks she is the only one going and leaving her beloved behind, but once she is on one of the gutters, he follows her by lying down on another gutter. She screams "nooo!" but he says it is his time to go to, because without her he has no more reasons to live.
      Conveyor belts come from under water on the bay below. They recover the bodies and take them up to a kind of disassembly line. First the bodies are chopped up and I see hands, feet, heads... Then the parts are skinned and I see the muscles, bones and tendons exposed. Then they are incinerated and I see carbonized body parts and then ashes. It all comes together as a punch in the stomach. The people who I had seen minutes before, breathing and speaking and loving, had been stripped down by the
      four elements - earth, water, fire and air - and reduced to dust.
      I experienced the most visceral comprehension ever of the ephemerous nature of life and of the inevitability of death.

      5:00
    2. 14 Nov: Hacking a secret society temple

      by , 11-15-2010 at 09:46 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG
      01:30 GMT

      Hacking a secret society temple
      On an underground cell. My dad is sitting on the floor, looking hopeless. My mom and BF are also there. I am there to save them, but right now I also focused on opening a kind of secret vault on the stone floor. Thereís a tiny iron ring buried on the stone, but I manage to turn it and start a mechanism that opens the stone slab, exposing a hole on the floor with a box. I take out of it tiny metallic plates with tiny precious stones incrustations. They look like chips, not exactly jewels. People around me ask what it is. I seem to know exactly what it is but no time to explain. Then I also open a secret passage on the stone wall and tell everybody to go in. It is pitch dark and they hesitate but thereís someone coming and I tell them to hurry. I manage to close the passage door just behind us, but our captors saw us. In the dark we can more or less see some very old stairs carved in the rock that go up. I take the lead. The stairs are very imperfect and I warn people to be careful. I clear the way from the giant spider webs and finally see some light. The passage ends on some place with a loosely fit wall slab. I push it a bit to the side and it leads either directly to outside, where thereís a parking lot or to just behind a column on the main entrance. Some of us manage to go to parking lot, but soon appear some guards and we canít go there anymore. So the last of us, including me and my BF, have to go to main entrance and try to mingle with the crowd. Thereís a lot of people around, because this is some sort of big event of some secret society, so we split and try to pass undetected.
      I end up in some oval room with amphitheatre seats around. Three guys in capes and hoods come inside and everybody bows to them. I do the same and sneak out of it very discretely, because once they start whatever they are about to start, I will get stuck there.
      I pass into another room, bigger, and more elliptical. Some ceremony is taking place here, but thereís an area for observers Ė like a small amphitheatre on one of the sides of the elipse Ė and I see my BF sitting there. Because it is the perfect time to escape but he seems to have chosen to sit there till the end, I decide to go meet him to warn him we must go now. But then I canít say a word, I canít make any suspicious signs, because weíre surrounded by these people from this order or society and they are all sitting straight, looking to the front, not saying a word. Through very discrete signs I make him understand we should go immediately, but some girls sitting below us look back and notice something strange. They ask me all sorts of questions, which I dodge wonderfully, but one of them didnít buy it. She knows I donít belong. But she wonít make a scandal, she knows Iím trapped. I review in my head how many steps to the parking lot, where the car is and I feel the adrenalin rush. I know as soon as we get up, the girl will warn about my presence and guards will be after us, but I must escape, because I have the whatever-it-is-that-I-stole.

      3:30 GMT

      Lesson on LDs to dreamers
      I enter a dream which I recognize as having had before waking up but didnít recall then. It had to do with being in some classroom and it being invaded by wasps. First one, then two, then we are all trying to escape from them, cause an entire colony entered through a hole in the ceiling. As we go out and close the door, our teacher promises to go back and get our stuff for us. She gets some guys to go and when they come back they bring dolls. Each of us had a doll which is delivered to each seat on a new classroom where we shall continue our lesson (?).
      Then on the new room, thereís a long table, with the dolls on and we seat, more like to have a meal than to have a class.
      All of this is absurd and I slowly get lucid. Then I start talking to the nearby colleagues Ė I donít know any of them, a girl and two guys. I am looking at their faces which are very clear and donít change even when I look away. I tell them about lucid dreams, that I am currently having one and that I think they are not DCís but actual dreamers. They seem surprised but interested. They ask how do I know it is a dream and I sank my arm on the table. They find it so cool and try to do the same with no success. I explain they first have to believe it is a dream and teach them the nose pinch RC. I do it at the same time as the girl. I tell her I am feeling my RL body breathing very clearly but she tells me she canít. But I tell ďOK, yet you are breathing although youíre pinching nose.Ē Sometimes you donít feel it right away. Then she says she is starting to feel it. She looks very focused, she smiles and... I wake up.

      4:30 GMT

      Ecovillage sanctuary
      On some ecovillage on a remote area. It is somewhat closed and hidden from most eyes and it is kind of a sanctuary. I am listening to a lady with long hair who lives there and she explains that when the civilization collapses, everybody will turn to places like these and hope to be welcomed. But she says they canít open their arms to everybody, so theyíll only be open to people who had previously a connection to them and contributed to their project, for example with donations. I find it a bit cold-blooded, but I totally understand and I start considering doing just that.

      Celebration of mission acomplished
      After a good succeeded mission (I guess the temple one?), I meet with some group of people from alternative underground movements I know. Weíre all jammed into a very tight place, like a secret office bunker we have. Itís so crowded there we can hardly move, but weíre partying. Iím the hero of the day and get congratulated. But thereís some girl who is totally jealous of me and just wants to humiliate me, so she posted pictures of me on the wall. She says itís in homage to me, but they are private, familiar stuff that wasnít supposed to be exposed. On one I am totally fat with my belly showing (I wonder when that was???). She looks at me defying but I smile and go over it, totally not caring. Weíre celebrating, so I hug her. She feels touched by my attitude and she looks embarrassed. She asks me sorry and ask if I believe she can change as a person. I tell her yes, she smiles and then she leaves. I sit and start writing on my DJ, once again forgetting to first wake up.

      5:30 GMT

      Guy looking for Celia
      At home with my BF. Some guy knocks on the door and I open. He asks for Celia. I say she doesnít live there. He doesnít believe me and insists this is her house. I try to recall who she can be and tell him she did indeed live there before us, but now weíre the ones living there for more than a year. He still canít believe it and gets really angry. He gets inside without permission and starts looking around. My BF does not believe his attitude, but I make a sign to chill. I tell the guy I will look in my contact book if I have her number, so he can talk to her and find where she lives now. But I donít know her full name. He tells me she is Celia Silene. But as I do this, the guy is picking up some papers we left on the table and starts making innuendos that my BFís signature does not match in different documents. I say ďSorry, and what are you insinuating with that?Ē He says he is not saying anything but I read in his mind he thinks weíre liars and somehow kidnapped her or worst. He sits on the sofa and will not move any time soon. I ask my BF to be patient as I go look for my agenda.
      Our home is quite impressive, big, beautiful, stylish. Then I see we have a backdoor open and some people standing there. I am amazed at the house design Ė it is Japanese like, with a porch all around and sliding doors and we even have an altar full of golden Buddhas, turned to this backdoor. That is why some people are there. They look like Inuits. They are a couple with two girls. They are admiring the Buddhas and ask if they can come in, but I explain this is a private home, not a museum of some kind. Still, I tell them we will gladly welcome them there some other time as we have a ďguestĒ in the living room that we have to deal with. I then cuddle the older girlís head and she looks totally pissed off and gets away from me. I say Iím sorry and I wonder maybe it was just her teen attitude. Then I do the same to the youngest, but she also reacts badly and I feel stupid.

      7:00 GMT
    3. 04 Oct: Stories around a bar and attack of the Jennies

      by , 10-24-2010 at 03:58 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      23:30 GMT Ė Sleep

      Fragments: BjŲrk in a colourful dress. Stuff about my travel to Japan.

      2:00 GMT

      Decorating a bar
      On a terrace or penthouse, helping my mom decorating it. We decide where to put two bookshelves and at last minute she decides changing their place to maximize the space. This place is cozy but doesnít look like a home to live in, more like a bar with glass walls around and view over the city. There are sofas in the middle and a bar desk on the left side. After we finish decorating it, the building starts shaking (recurrent dream) but this time I manage to stabilize it just by wishing it to stop.

      Watching and being on other people's skin
      Then I am an observer of a coupleís story. She is coming to this bar, she is a beautiful blond med student, coming for first time to this city for some event. She is married to an older guy who loves her very much but also has a secret affair with an older woman. This girl is not happy with her relationship but she thinks her husband is so devoted she canít possibly hurt him. Then she meets a young doctor at this bar and they instantly connect and speak all night. She ends up in his apartment and they sleep together. She feels no guilt but her husband then calls to know where she is, because she was supposed to have taken the night train. She lied that she lost last train and had to sleep at train station. He is sick worried and promises to go get her immediately by car. She runs to train station and wonders how sheís gonna tell him the truth.
      Then Iím back on this bar, this time I am under the skin of a guy and another guy comes to me and asks me if Iím such and such person. I say yes and ask why. He says a friend told him great things about me and my last book published. I go humble and say it wasnít that great and actually feel embarrassed.


      Ivy League University
      Then Iím myself and Iím outside. Itís early morning and Iím in front of what looks like some Ivy League University. I stand still for a while in front of its gates and hear some music coming from behind me, from what seems a parking meter. It is some hymn and it feels so enjoyable I listen to the end. Then I finally cross the street and enter the gates. I have some bags there and need to go get them to leave. I fly my way there and nobody cares except 3 or 4 guys who seem surprised and point at me. I land close to them and walk from there on. Some other guy and girl are walking around collecting signatures and donations for some health related NGO. I say Iím not interested right now and they donít insist.

      Sandy beach
      Then the lawn becomes a sandy beach and I see kids playing. I spot a really cute baby alone in the sand and I pick him up, to find out itís just a really believable doll. Then two girls come up and ask me to play with them. They have more of these dolls, girls and boys version.
      I become lucid and decide I must remember this sequence of dreams since I had already woke up before and was too tired to write notes. So I believe I woke up and I start writing on my DJ, then I go back to sleep. Only later I really wake up frustrated that it was a FA and then had hard time recalling the dreams.

      5:20 GMT

      The attack of the Jennies
      I go semi-lucid and decide to fly. I try to do that trick Neo does on Matrix, of kneeling down to lift off with high speed, but I only manage to jump a few meters high. I do some acrobatics in the air for fun or to impress someone. Then I decide climbing an old tree behind me that seems to impress some ladies on the ground. I see the clouds above me and I see a green pasture on top of a hill and I see a fence around a herd of cows. Then I put my hand on some tree branch and thereís a tarantula which gives me the creeps and I lose my semi-lucidity.
      When I go back to the ground I actually feel sorry for the spider Ė it looked really old and I think it missed a leg.
      It was becoming dark and I walk towards these ladies that look alike. All dressed in black, long straight hair and luminescent stripes on their outfits. Then I see them touching a guy and a girl which transform into copies of these ladies, with same exact look. When I realise they are up to no good, I hide behind a car and prepare to run but they spread like a virus and suddenly they are by my side. Just have time to fly away. Then no matter where I go they have taken over. I call them Jennies. In the morning I finally reach some property where some event is taking place and people still look normal. I think they are worth saving but how can I alert them and what can they do to defend themselves? I find my friend John Blacksmith and ask for his help. Because he is good at speeches, I tell him to interrupt the people talking and warning them, but when he gets the mic he doesnít go straight to it. Through the window I can see Jennies coming. I push him and grab the mic and just say weíve been invaded by some kind of aliens who take control over us just by touching us Ė most people think itís a joke, but some lady asks me why do I assume they came to harm us. I say I donít know if thatís the case, but whatever they are doing is not with our consent and therefore not acceptable. Anyway, soon they hear screams and realise itís serious and start running in all directions. I escape through a sliding glass door behind me and fly to the roof. Soon they are everywhere and I donít know what to do.

      7:30 GMT Ė wake up