Well, something to report.
Before anything, my concrete technique to daydream is to lay in bed, head up, arms to the sides, straight position. Then, being a Monroe follower, I say in my mind the Gateway Affirmation ("I am more than my physical body...") just in case. And then I start to imagine as vividly as possible my journey. I start in a place probably related to something I observed during the day, but the scenery is rapidly changing as my subconcious takes charge. The time for this is, right now, undetermined.
The night before I didn't even tried, I was too tired, so I went straight to sleep.
But yesterday I started as usual, only this time my subconcious took charge pretty quick, in about 2 minutes,started controling the scene and changing venues, the quickest reaction I've ever had. And after a while, I got lost, probably asleep. I don't remember anything more. (This was around 1:40 AM)
But then, a regular dream. It started as a regular dream, with more or less usual actions and situations, and later on it turned to a nightmare: I found myself escaping from what appeared to be "Homeless ninjas" that wanted to kill us or at least beat us a lot (Me and my sister).
My sister already turned into a brother I've never had (?) and I lost track of her, and I found myself lying in the dark, trying to evade those suckers kicking around like Bruce Lee. At some point I even saw scriptures overlayed on my vision field with "words of wisdom" those fighters would live by... (pretty bizarre)
As I had hidden in a corner completely dark, one of them kept throwing a boomerang (Kungfu + Boomerang???) at me in hopes of luring me out of the dark or hitting me. I was shitting bricks when it hit me: "This much terror? In real life? I bet this is a dream... But feels so real, it couldn't possibly be." Then I remembered the "wanting to wake up" neccesary sometimes to wake, and it didn't worked so fast, so I had time for another thought "So if this is not a dream, and sure not real life, what the fuck is this???"
And then I woke up (3:30 AM), but knowing what was, I kept myself frozen, didn't open my eyes, went over the dream (with several "acts") mentally, readying myself to write it down, and that's it!
FIRST LUCID TIME.
I hope it's not the last.
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