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16.06.2012

Chilling with Satan (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in some sort of building with red walls. Absolutely no idea about what the function of the room is.. but my objective is to kill this guy. He's standing in the corner of the room with his back facing me - perfect! Creeping up to him, I pull out my pistol. As soon as i'm about 2m from the guy, I fire two shots into his head. ... wait.. what the.. It had no effect what so ever!
He turns around, perfectly unscathed. The hell is this guy? Is he hacking? (Man... I've been playing too much Battlefield 3 ) I don't know what the fuck is going on, but I give up. At this point, I don't even care about anything. I turn around and walk up a small flight of steps which brings me to a girl sitting at a messy desk. It somehow reminds me of the receptionist of a ghetto PC gaming cafe.
After saying a few words to her, I black out..

I'm now standing infront of a red telephone booth with the girl to my right side. However, this is no ordinary telephone booth, it's actually an elevator. (Whilst writing this, I have absolutely no clue who the person coming up the lift is.) I have an incredible urge to eliminate this guy. He committed some sort of betrayal and it's seems only fair for him to die.
I crouch on all four limps and leap up onto the top of the telephone booth. It wobbles and I'm forced to stand on two in order to keep my balance.
(Can't clearly remember what happens here) but I'm pulled off the top of the telephone booth. I gain a low level of lucidity. The next thing I know, I'm talking to... Satan. Satan's wearing a black suit yet I can't seem to recall his facial features. He's now sitting on a lounge (picture one where you would lay on when going to a psychologist) with a small table next to him.
I start a conversation to him about energy work.
I start off by complaining about how the girl I arrived with wouldn't teach me energy work. He doesn't reply but doesn't seemed bothered by my presence so I continue.. "Can I try something?" No reply.
I lift my hands up so that my palms and facing towards him and start to absorb energy. "Can you feel that?" There are golden sparks flying in the air from his leg into my palm - that's his energy flowing into me.
"You're only talking a small dose, but it's very distinct."
He checks his nearby laptop and discovers an identitity of an online user. For some reason, this is quite important to him.. the user is the brother of... someone or rather >_> He says he needs to go find this person and stands up to leave, making his way to the door.
I'm eager to ask this man (whether he be Devil or not) to teach me energy work. An idea comes to me after watching "Buddha Boy" on Youtube again about Tummo meditation, generating your own body heat through.. energy? Qi?
I draw the energy from the area about an inch under my stomache to my chest, then extending it over to my hand. I place my hand on Satan's shoulder (God knows why.. I was just really eager to do some energy work!)
Satan turns his head and somewhat glares at me, though it didn't seem like a threatening glare. Moreso a "Man, you are starting to get a bit annoying." Ignoring my actions, he opens the door and walks outside.
Being persistent as I am, I follow after him. The outdoor area looks almost identical to my waking-life backyard. "Will you teach me energy work?" I ask him.
Expecting him to teleport, I stay close by him, getting ready to make contact with him to make sure he couldn't suddenly teleport away.
But.. he flies. Feeling the shift in his mindset, I grab onto his arm. WHOOSH. Man, this guy flies FAST. For the first few seconds, I'm awestuck by how fast he flies, then I decide I want to fly for myself. As I let go, I'm immediately pulled down my gravity. For a second, I just fall but then propell myself forwards as fast as I can.. It's simply not enough. I can't catch up to him. He's probably going about 3x the speed I am.. blagh.
Though I have no hope of catching up to him, I notice that we're flying over beautiful mountains with rivers flowing through the land. The landscape is absolutely spectacular..
There's also something very interesting I noticed.... Satan's energy is WHITE.

17.04.2012

War! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm standing with my small machine gun in hand next to my friend, Jacob. We watch as a swarm of enemy soldiers start to march towards us.. the battle starts. The enemy soldiers start running towards their trenches as fast as they can while our soldiers rain bullets on them.
I attempt to aim and fire my SMG but the distance is just too far. The bullets become unaccurate over the range and hits nothing.. I pull out my Desert Eagle. Everyone that has played CS: S knows that DEs shoot better over long distances! I take a few shots.
Many of their front wave get injured from the volley of bullets, tumble, and lay face-down, still, in the mud. The enemy decide that they are in a really bad position and retreat deep into the tunnels of their trenches.
We follow.. but that was a bad move. Once we climb into the tunnels, we find them all lined up with their guns out.. a trap, great.

16.04.2012

Star? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's an asian girl.. I think she's a celebrity. Everything in this dream just seems to be based around her. She's absolutely stunning. We are playing tennis and i score a round against her. She cusses and laughs her melodic laugh. I can't get over how gorgeous she is.Her eyes have so much emotion like.. I can't even put into words.
Later, we are standing in a line with a mutual friend, laughing together. We bring up old memories of going to a tutoring together for maths. I watch her father walk out of the room briskly with his.. assistant(?) and recall memories of him leaving his daughter for work.
She and I spend the next 5-10 minutes or so cuddling on a couch and just laughing. This dream was really pleasant and calm..

16.04.2012

Uni (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in a lecture university, studying Psychology.. or maybe physics.The man who is running the lecture is actually the vice-principal of my high school. He's short and actually encourages us to make jockey jokes, but quite a tight-ass if you break any rules what-so-ever. The room is somewhat dully lit but really relaxing.
As I decide I should start taking down some notes, I lean over to where I placed my bag down to grab my pens and books.. it's a seat or two away. The lecturer stops what the whole class just to tell me that this isn't the right time to do whatever I am i'm doing.. what? Wait, so he doesn't want me to take notes? I thought university teachers didn't care what you done in lectures unless you start to distract other people.
Later, i'm sitting with my laptop searching the web when the lecturer decides to call me out again. "If I turn off the internet, do you think you'll start paying attention?" He says to me. I think about it and consider that I could tether my phone to my laptop as a wi-fi hot-spot.
"Probably not," I reply honestly.
The class continues and some time later, he asks a question about how an electronical plug.. how it's illustration is male.. the logic made sense at the time of the dream so I was confident with my answer. Looking for brownie points seeing as I had already been called out twice, I answer the question. [wait.. but this is supposed to be a Psychology class!]
The lecture finishes and everyone goes to their next class or have their break.. I wonder off to buy a drink and then realise I have absolutely no clue where my next class is. I consider calling my girlfriend as she's a year above me to ask my way around but I didn't want to bother her - then I consider calling Erii as she's in my Psychology class awell, but knowing how tightass this teacher is, i'd probably get her into trouble..
I end up running around looking for someone I know, but I don't find anyone..

25.02.2012

Dream Yoga START (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’ve been trying to practice dream yoga, I think it’s going reasonably well. It took me about 4 weeks to see any results. My first lucid came 4 weeks after starting to practice dream yoga. The week after that, I had 3 lucids and this week, i’ve had 2. It’s probably too soon to say that this lucid rate is steady, but I definitely feel that there’s a lot of progress.

My lucid from this morning:

WBTB, DILD

I sit up in my bed to realise that I’m in a dream. Oh. I couldn’t remember falling asleep at all. Oh well.

It’s dark.. the sun hasn’t come up yet. My room looks perfectly normal, even my bedroom dream sign (no desk) wasn’t visible. I’ve been reading Lucid Dreaming: Gateway to the Inner Self lately and remember that it mentions intermediate lucid dreamers explore their dream location upon getting lucid before going to explore. I make my way into the living room where I see my friend’s computer set out on the floor, the sofa-bed is pulled out and my brother is sitting in an office chair with his back to me. I didn’t think to interact with him, but I made a mental note to interact with dream characters in my next lucid dream.

Having little hold my interest within the house, I walk towards the door leading to the backyard. Not noticing that my dog wasn’t waiting outside for me, I ponder whether I should put shoes on.. finally deciding that it was a dream and so it shouldn’t matter, I walk into my backyard. Surprisingly, it’s a lot lighter outside, being lit up by the moon but pouring down rain.

I decide that I want to change the weather, something I’ve tried but never been able to do before. Slowly, the rain eases up and within 20 seconds, the sun is out shining. Satisfied, I walk onto the grass and start flying.

Flying in this dream was much different to any other.. It was like the only thing that was keeping my up was my speed. If I slowed down, it felt like I would fall out of the sky (kinda like flying a plane?). I fly over many rooftops, sometimes almost falling out of the sky due to day drea- .. Can it still be called daydreaming if you’re already in a dream..? huh..

Due to the mindless flying with no objective, I lose lucidity and end up beating up a few goons.