SydTheCat
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The last dream I had this morning (6/7/12) was about me meeting a man in a house that I was roaming in. I walked into a room, and saw someone. He was probably in his twenties.
I was sensing that he had passed on. He said that he had been electrocuted. As soon as he said that, I said "Yes, that explains why my entire body is feeling tingly."
Apparently I was a ghost whisperer. I could see him, and sense his experience.
I asked him his name. I told him that if he wanted, I could relay any messages. He told me his name, but I didn't understand what he said at first, so I asked him again.
Although I wasn't lucid, I wanted to know his name so when I woke up, I could find out if he really existed.
I asked him a few times, and I think he was getting irritated with me.
I think he told me his name was Aaron something, but not sure.
When I woke up, I googled 'Electrocution'. Hoping to find a news story about someone being electrocuted. What I got was a story about a NHL prospect. He was 23 years old, and was reported to have died by electrocution a day ago. His first name was Bryan. (Aaron/Bryan sounds alike)
I saw a picture of him, and he did resemble the man in my dream.
I don't know if it was him, but it was interesting.

I'm don't really play too many wargames, but last night I had a cool dream, where I was playing in a virtual FPS. I usually get hammered in real life, so I decided to lay low and hide out. I found a bush to hide in. From my POV I could only see a holographic see thru bush. I could see everything around me, but they couldn't see me. So I waited for someone to approach.
I saw a player approach, and I waited until he got close enough. I decided to use a grenade. I remember thinking "how do I throw a grenade?" I figured that I must hit "G" on a keyboard. LOL, so I saw a keyboard, and I hit 'G', and a grenade was launched at him.
Then everything went into slow motion. I saw the grenade bounce toward the player. He didn't see it. The grenade went off, and the player went flying in the air. The funny thing was, the blast didn't cause any bloodshed. But it did blow his clothes off.



I had hoped that no one saw my hide out after the explosion. Another player approached from the opposite side. He didn't see me, but got too close for comfort, so I started shooting him with my finger.



It felt like I was playing kinect in my dream. From my POV I was just shooting my finger, but from everyone elses POV, they saw I was in full gear and had a weapon. Very cool dream.
Later on I wanted to feel what the virtual bullets felt like, so I pointed my finger at my arm. I could feel very small impacts, but didn't really hurt.
I never had a dream like this before. Very very cool.

btw: this is the first time I used pictures in my dream journal. I see how it adds more impact to a dream entry.

This morning was interesting. I awoke at 4am on my own. Got up to go to the bathroom. I took one galantamine and went back to bed. I read for 15 minutes and proceeded to fall asleep.
I went straight into lucid dream. I was in a room with people I never saw before.
Not going into too much detail, because sex was involved. Long story short, I kept waking up to my timer (lucidology), and instead of staying awake which is what usually happens, I kept perfectly still. I didn't plan this, but In my mind, i looked down to my hands, and they were in a prayer pose. Within seconds i could feel myself slipping back into the same dream and place, with same people.
Each time it started off hazy and fuzzy. I kept saying "clarity now!", and looking at my astral hands to clear my vision and it worked.
This happened at least five times, before I finally decided to get up.
I did go to bed late, and was very tired at 4am so I think the lack of sleep, along with the galantamine pill that kept me having multiple DEILDs .
Anyway it was pretty awesome.

I recently lost my wife to breast cancer, and I want to connect with her from the other side, so I have been working on learning Astral projection. I have had some success in the past. Now I want to be better at it.

Two nights ago, I got William Buhlmans 6 CD set on how to astral project. I listened to the first cd and then went to bed after. I had a hard time falling asleep, but I finally did after midnight. I did some visual techniques and some confirmations.
Shortly after I fell asleep, I became lucid, and I tried opening my eyes (I'm not sure why I did that), but then I felt some vibrations and then realized what was happening so I let them get stronger.
I then rolled over and out of my bed (my astral body), and remembered what william said to do. I said "Door Now!", and suddenly I was in another house.
I then thought that I want to see my wife JoAnn. So I said "I WANT TO SEE JOANN NOW!"
An older woman came from the adjacent room. She looked like she was in her sixty's. She had glasses and blondish hair.
She said to me "Not now!"
I said again "I WANT TO SEE JOANN NOW!"
She then started talking to me in jibberish. I couldn't understand what she was saying to me, but I could see that she wasn not going to let me see her.
So I turned around and thought about what to do next. So I said out loud "Take me to her old home"
I was then swept up and landed hard. The excitement almost made me wake up, but I relaxed and held the projection.
I then looked at where I was. I was at her childhood home, and I saw someone sitting outside on a bench.
I walked up to see who it was, and I noticed that it was her deceased mother, and she was smiling. She looked like I knew her when she was younger.
I walked up to her and said "Hi Jan"
I think I must of had a thought of my physical body, because just then I woke up.

After I woke up and thought about it, maybe her mother was smiling was because she was with her daughter again. Maybe if I could have held the projection, I might have seen my wife. I'll try again.

(Lucid)

I first find myself standing next to a railing, which was about waist height. I was either on a tall building or a bridge. I did not turn around so I'm sure which one it was. Away from the railing were protective fencing to keep people from falling to their deaths. I could see below that there was a large body of water. I would estimate that I was well over a thousand feet up above the water.

I was completely lucid and I knew I was dream...well I was pretty sure, so I said to myself "Ok, if I am dreaming then I can fly." But instead of jumping over the railing and falling to my death, I first tested to see if I could fly. So I began to hover about six feet above the platform. "Alright, I'm dreaming!". I then proceeded to fly off the bridge (I'll call it a bridge) toward the protective fencing. I could not fit through it, so I had to tear a hole with my bare hands big enough for me to slip through. I did this and continued on down toward the water.
As I got closer, I noticed a rather large cave opening, so I flew toward it.

I landed in the water at the opening and I started to enter the cave when a large ferocious sea creature popped up out of the water
and began to chase me. The cave opening had stalagmites, so to evade the creature I was flying in and out around them to keep get away. I flew deeper into the cave, but I had a hard time to fly fast. The creature was much faster then I could fly, and I knew he would catch me.

I knew I could not out run him into the cave, so I guess I jumped out of my body. My point of view I had stopped, but I saw myself in a third-person view fly deep into the cave and away from the creature. I must have been invisible now, because the sea creature went right by me and didn't see me.

Ok now I am back with my body and I am in the cave. It seems to be some kind of social club, as there are numerous people in there. I am sitting at the bar and I look around to soak in the view. Its dark, but not so dark that I couldn't see that it was a rather large cavernous area. The people were not ordinary, they looked a little different than human. I was still very lucid and I did not want to wake up yet, so I brought up my astral hands and viewed them to hold the dream (this always works great for me). They were a little thinner and longer than my real hands. I noticed that my hands had an upside down triangle symbol in red and blue going from my index finger to my ring finger to the center of my palm, and they were the same on both hands. A rather large thin man saw me looking at my hands and approached me to show me his hands and they had the same symbol. He said "I guess we're related".

Since I knew I was dreaming, I thought to myself, 'Now that I am dreaming what should I try to do?" I was reading a day earlier about how you can ask for lottery numbers and they will show you them. Out of everything you can do, I picked this. Hey who couldn't use some more money. So I approached the bar and satrted to watch the TV that was behind the bar. I asked for the lottery numbers. nothing changed, so then I demanded the lottery numbers. (The article said to demand the numbers). I wasn't mean about it, I just said in a calm manner that I wanted to see tomorrows lottery numbers now.

Instead of the lottery number appearing on the televison, I turned around and saw a spot light on a stage with someone pulling lottery numbers. The kind with the pop up balls. There were two machines side by side. He was pulling numbers so I had to get closer to see what the numbers were. I had a real hard time to see the numbers, and in the end I got close enough to see that one machine had the number "10" and "63", and the other had "9" and "63". This didn't make sense, so I figured out that it must be our daily numbers play 4 and play 3, so the number must be "1063" play4, and "963" Play3.

Ok, so now I am desperately trying to remember them, I try writing them on dream paper, and I keep confusing the numbers when I write them on paper. I read them back and they are different. So I say thats not right and I erase and finally correct it.

Now I know I must leave the dream in order to remember the numbers. I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay ,but I knew I would forget them if I stayed. So I said to someone beside me that I had to go, but I would be back. Still in my dream I was thinking that I didn't have a pen and paper next to my bed when I wake up, so I had to get up and go to the kitchen to write it down. I then proceeded to concentrated on waking up. In a matter of seconds I was awake. I got up, put on my bathrobe and went to the kitchen and wrote it down.
I tried to get back to sleep and see if I could continue it, but I was trying to remember the dream so much that I couldn't get back to sleep.