The Dream Magic Experiment

I used an "elevator ball." It's an elevator but shaped like a ball and it drops down (or floats up?) to its destination. I was in a hotel with some people. Friends?

I was in an outdoor gym doing parkour with friends. A non-parkour colleague was leading the QM. I smelled/saw burnt food. I was in Crossing in our hometown. There was a memory of Animorphs.

There was a dog. It bit my sister's left little finger. I told told her she shouldn't have tried to cover the dog's mouth while it was trying to eat something.

I was in a meeting. A new place. There are many new people, but there were familiar ones too, some coworkers and some from parkour. I was introducing a new guy to friends. I remember seeing Pie there with her hair cut short. The guy knows her.

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- Slept 4am, woke up around 8, slept and woke up around 11:30.

I was in a room. I was going to meet some PK friends outside.

I went to the bathroom. I needed to take a dump. The stall is small and there were already some trash in the toilet but I had no choice. I worried that I might not have some toilet paper too. Somehow, I got some. When I was done, I left but not sure how to flush it along with the trash. I went out the stall to fix some stuff in my backpack when a maintenance guy, or more like a part-time student-worker, passed by and complained who left the toilet unflushed. I owned up to it although at first I had second thoughts. The guy wasn't mad, and I felt he was actually grateful that I owned up rather than deny it.

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Notes:

- I kept thinking about owning up a problem at work. I was the bottleneck. This thought came up for days, a week even.
- I had a nice feeling when I woke up.

I was in a hotel in a resort. I was with co-workers and/or friends.

Two people are leaving (work or the place?). One, a female, is leaving now, and we're all chatting and they're all hugging (I'm not a hugger even in my dreams, but I try to in real life). The other person who's leaving is me. She's leaving now, with all her baggages ready, but I'll leave later in the day.

We were talking in the lobby.

NOTES:

- I listened to 9-minute meditation guide by Sam Harris.
- Alarm set at 8. I only had 3 hours of sleep.

I was a spirit. Dead? I'm on the "other side." I was looking for someone. I saw accidents but they look more like a picture: still and unmoving.

I found a woman. I went back to the world of the living with her. We had to go through a "portal." It's not a whirling "hole" on the air though. It's like... a field, where everything is hazy, where the land of the living and the dead overlap. I saw the place where the woman will end up, in a camp in the middle of the woods. I thought of how it will be difficult for her to go back to her life since she's already about to be buried. While thinking this, I saw another woman, older than her, inside a tent. The older woman is stopping her from going back. I had to fight her. I used a spear. Eventually, she got torn apart, with her face on a paper/poster on the door (to our garage). I tore it a bit more before opening the door and going outside.

I was outside a mall. I looked for people I know. They're in the cinema. I went in. There was a talk. I saw Arfel and I talked to him. He looked sheepish for some reason. I went outside. I was in SM Megamall, right in front of EDSA. It's night.

6:13 pm

I was lying on my back and heard a magical sounding twinkle, like in the old cartoons I guess. My eyes were still closed. I then was seeing a dream image where I was in a mall, it's really hazy. A guy was talking to me but I couldn't hear clearly. I said something back to him, something about me being in a dream I think. Then I was lying back on my bed. I heard that twinkling again. I could feel my body but everything's hazy.

Then I imagined moving my body, and I felt like I was floating. At this point I was still "closing" my eyes. I felt that familiar buzz throughout my body. I decided to stand up and open my eyes. I did, and I knew it was a lucid dream. I had no plans whatsoever. I saw my door partially open. It's also dark outside, like there was a blackout. I think I was scared of what might jump at me. I moved to the window and pushed my head through the glass, and my upper body followed. I saw that it was very cloudy. I thought maybe I should try to fly. Unfortunately, I could still feel the (imaginary) pull of of gravity, and I don't the shock of awakening (or peeing in my pants). I looked at the building across. I extended my left hand and tried to turn the lights on of a room from that building. No much effect. The overall mood is still dark.

I dropped into a dream. I was in a friend's house. It was also dark. I tried to turn on the lights; didn't work, and I asked them. They didn't answer. R and L were there, and there was another guy (D?). I asked R if he was feeling better. He said something, but the thought came through as he's still trying to get better. The thought also included about me being lucky I get to live my life on my own terms. Then he playfully grabbed me with a full nelson (reverse, the way I do it, which is a mistake), and L playfully punched me twice on the upper right side of my chest. I tried to laugh but couldn't get some air. They released me. I realized I couldn't talk, or didn't really talk. We were talking through our minds.

NOTES:

- I slept around 4 p.m.
- I ate late lunch (jasmine rice with turmeric and bay leaf plus instant la paz batchoy).
- I drank coffee (Cafe Blanca).
- I meditated to Sam Harris's 26-minute meditation audio.
- I planned to just take that as a break and go back to work.
- I was (and still is) feeling a bit sick, slight headache with runny nose.

I was looking at a book. I was with friends, but I don't see them. They're just beside me, I think. They were sharing two or three other spells, and I am sharing my own. I think we were writing them on the book, which looks really old. Or maybe we were reading them from the book. Can't quite remember.

This is my dream after my LD.

WARNING: Mature content.

I was walking with some friends at night. I think it was ST and RP. There were a few people drinking by a table outside. We grabbed some chairs and sat down. I declined a drink. I am with RP inside a feng shui store. He was talking about how people go to the jewelry store to sell their jewelries. Why not to individuals? He said for a rare/good 25-cent coin, you can get as much as 3 pesos. I jokingly told him I have lots of 25 cents at home.

I am out in the field. It's daytime. I am waiting for a sports game of some sort with some friends. Some jock challenged our team. Everybody arranged the net near the goal. It looks like a mix of rugby-football and soccer-football. I think we won, although I don't think I even played. For some reason, I ended up jumping (or catapulting) to the other side and penetrating the jock who was stupid enough to challenge us. He was on top of me. I worried about unsafe sex. The guy was arrogant earlier. Now he's submissive.

Slept: 11:35 pm
Woke up: 5:02 am

The thought came to me as I woke up: "The only teacher is experience."

I was in college. I was hanging out with some friends. We were looking for a place to hang out after. It's night. Or maybe 3 am.

I passed by the school's food court/cafeteria, and saw a classmate who was careless and she dropped a whole plate of palabok, a noodly meal. I cringed at the wasted food, and I moved on to find my own food.

I saw some Archie comics there, and I really wanted to borrow and read them. But I don't want to be distracted. I saw one that shows them in the snow, Archie, Betty and Reggie.

I 'finished' reading it, and I was in a different location. Some sort of garage. I felt like we're preparing for a battle, or had a battle.

I am with some friends. We were escaping from some people, or maybe just hiding. We were in our high school, near the quadrangle. It looked like a forest there.

Then a van passes by. It's M., my high school crush (who I was obsessed with). He invites us in, although I am wary. I sat in the front row of the van, near the window. The others are sitting behind.

M. sits beside me, to my right. I am hesitant, but after a while, I put my head on his left shoulder, and we held hands, both hands resting on our legs.

I am in some sort of abandoned building at night. It's in the middle of some city. The PLUS people appear, and we talk. Not sure of what.

i think my dream self is partially aware, teaching me how to lucid dream. We are in some sort of technological facility, and it feels more like a game.


NOTES:

I slept at around 11 p.m., and I watched United States of Tara most of the day. I also wrote some pieces of a story about a wanderer. I was very emotional when I wrote it, in love perhaps? Before sleeping, I recall thinking about how to add a crushing ending.

Went up to a mall with friends. Are we avoiding someone or something? Side of the mall. No escalator. Stairs. Almost off.

Boat. Seaside. Yellow orange sunset by the sea. Circling a mall.

Some sort of zombie attack. We were in an old building. There were slow zombies. But they easily adapt to problems, until they became fast zombies, and even climbing zombies. Eventually, almost everyone were zombies, including some characters from D.Grayman.

The rest of us tried to avoid them as much as we can. Until we reached a boat run by Japanese soldiers and scientists. It seems they have discovered that the zombies can't bend down from their waist, so they partially closed the upper part of the boat/jeep that we were going to ride.

It's started to close for real, so we ran for it. My friends and I made it. We were able to escape to other places where there were none or at least fewer zombies.

One day, I was walking and found a "zombie escape hatch." It's basically a huge pipe that can fit a human body, twisting all over inside and below a building, with enough handles to climb or hang on to.

But they weren't made for climbing. They're elaborate traps against zombies, but only those who are acrobatic or athletic enough can pass through it. Zombies will basically get ripped to shreds trying to chase a person through it. I tried it out, and I "acrobated" my way into the inner area.

While doing so, I heard the voice of an old lady, who I suspected was a zombie. I thought it's a good way to find out if this works. Then I saw her inside. She actually made it through that maze-pipe trap. But she wasn't able to jump off the last part. She said something like she can't survive the fall. Then a guy entered the scene. She called the old lady grandma, but he's a living human. He has long, white hair, reaching some way below the shoulders, and a light, silvery clothing. It's kinda anime-ish, but he looks "real," and a Caucasian.

Sleep: 2:20 AM
Intention: "I will remember my dream"
Didn't hear alarm set 4 hours later.

7:27 AM

I was near the Bacolod North Terminal. I think it was afternoon. I was with some friends, watching buses go by, south-east direction. One says Xan of Carlos, or something. A friend mentioned that there are several same-name cities, so they have to specify which city. That confused me. I believe the term or idea "factory" was also included.

It was night. I was still there with friends, looking directly south. Almost no vehicles in sight. Almost no people. There was a security guard or two. We were sitting on chairs in the middle of the road. Then they stood up to leave. I asked if it's okay to just leave like that. I remember returning the chairs and apologizing to the guard afterwards.

I was in our school in college. I am with some friends. I needed to pay the rent.

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Dreamsigns:

School in College (I'm not in school right now)
Needed to pay rent (I'm not renting anything)

I recall a boat and rough seas, with friends/allies, in a war/battle. We landed on land, and I was surprised that we ended up on level with the dock, despite the terrible waves and the storm and dark skies.

I was walking with someone, down the Manapla town road. We went to tito Ric's place. It's being renovated. I was gonna take the rice and stuff, but it was too heavy. Mom was there. She suggested we get an artist to help carry the stuff.

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Dreamsigns:

Mom's suggestion of carrying the sack of rice with the help of an artist (yeah, he'll paint all the way home)