The Dream Magic Experiment

I was in a school of sorts. I was learning things.

I think it was gym. We were to learn some parkour techniques. I went and did a kong run across a field with some apes alongside me. I almost won first but there was one faster than me. The other students were back with the teacher.

We were told to line up. One, two, three, five lines? The instructor called us. A group. In our group, we were told to have one song ready. I keep thinking "Firefly" or something but I don't memorize the song. I keep forgetting and I seem to be keep on changing the song. The instructor told us to sing the song, then in 4 different ways. One was in an operatic way and there was another one way before he told me to stop and that I did okay. There was 1 of singing it with Tibetan chants. I wanted to so I chanted in my head, but not sure if it was the lyrics.

I searched for the lyrics online.

Notes:

- I've been consistently doing the 9 purification breathing, guru yoga, dakini visualization and throat and A focusing every day now for around a week. This looks like a positive result except that I'm still too monkey-brained to see a potential "exit" point from the dream to lucid dreaming.
- I always wake up calm, and I think that helps, rather than waking up and worrying what to do today or that I forgot my dream. I just wake up calm and not worry.

Escape. Run. Hide. TV? Fruits. Candies. Black guy.

I was in my room, on the bed, one evening. Cat was there as well, lying closer to the wall. He was wearing a white shirt. He (or I) was reading something, then he lied down on his back, his eyes closed. I lied next him coz I wanted to look at his sleepy face. When I got closer, I saw his eyes are still open slightly. When he saw me, he suddenly looked funny at me. I told him I just want to watch him as he sleeps. He turned around, facing the wall.

I went somewhere and went back. Cat was talking on the phone, facing the wall (or maybe pretending that someone called him). Then he said he has to go. I got sad. When he was about to go out the door, I reached for his hand and asked him where he's going. He said he's just going to the bathroom. I slowly let go of his hand as he slowly walked away into the bathroom, while both of us still looking at each other. I finally lost sight of him when I closed the door.

I went somewhere far. Bacolod? Morning. I was looking at eye/sunglasses in a store. I went out. I was in downtown Bacolod. I ran, sad and depressed, because he left me. Then I wondered, what if he just went somewhere, and he was going to return, but then he didn't find me at home, so we just went away? I got more depressed.

It was near the pier in Toledo. I ran. I was near the pier. The beach, with clean, white sand. There were some plants. I jumped over into lower ground on the beach, which was more than six feet high (I'd normally feel very uncomfortable jumping from that height). I felt sad, but at the same time, I didn't mind getting hurt physically, because the pain in my heart hurt more.

Then I reached a place on the beach where there are more people. There is a family of two male parents; they're married and they have three kids, having a blast at the beach. I checked the next "jump," and it was a lot higher. Too high. I saw a bamboo ladder going down. I told myself I'll go down and once I'm lower, I'll jump backwards onto the sand. I then hid my mobile phones in my short pants in a way that they won't get damaged.

I crossed stepped into the bamboo ladder and started going down. Then, at a height I thought I'd still be uncomfortable, I let myself fall backwards. I landed. It was closer than I thought.