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Ha! insideout

I found you. Will you be my dreampartner in Chicken Itzs Shared Dreaming game.

when I posted here this morning I saw your post and I think we synced.

Also when I saw you avatar I smiled cos one of my remote viewing dreamtargets was "fly eyes"

here is the link:

0022 of 0365 FlyEyes | Flickr - Photo Sharing!

I uploaded it on November 4th 2010

it was dreamtarget 22 and there is a facinating artical about fly's eyes, in the description.

Enjoy, inside out.

Please consider being my partner.

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insideout
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Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

August 27, 2011: I know I am dreaming as I enter the living room of my old childhood home. I approach the stone wall where the fireplace is and I say that there is a secret door and that one of the stones opens it.

I press a small square stone in the wall. It slide in and a door slides open in the wall. There is a narrow, dusty hallway. It's more like a crawlspace. There are cobwebs and spiders in it. I start crawling through it, awkwardly. The walls do not seem solid or supported.
I say aloud to myself that I wouldn't want to do this in waking life. .Categories:lucid

I'd love to hear more about this as you explore it...what ideas do you have of reciprocating?

Ok, the dream I woke out of at 6am this morning was me waking up (false awakening) and wanting a pee. I went to my bedroom door but in the dream I decided not to open it to walk down the hall to the lop. In stead I decided to use my night bucket. It has a tight lid and a cup of disinfectant in it so it never stinks, in real life.

I walked over to my rubbish bin. Not my little night bucket. My rubbish bin looked the same in the dream as in real life. It was half-filled with water (or odourless per. I turned around to sit in it to pee. It buckled a bit and I almost fell in.

As I was peeing it filled up and overflowed.

I lay there, on top of my plastic rubbish bin watching my pillow, on the floor, getting soaked.

I finished peeing. Picked up the soggy pillow and began wringing it out into the now half-empty plastic rubbish bin. I was thinking to myself, "I'll have to buy another pillow to sleep on, today, cos I ain't never putting my head on this pee soaked pillow ever again. Then I woke-up for real.