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    1. Message from my subconsious?

      by , 04-25-2011 at 07:00 PM

      For some reason I start wondering if I'm dreaming. I do the nose RC and since I can still breathe I know I'm dreaming. The dream I'm in is very vague and I have trouble seeing any details. I remember that I was supposed to talk to a DC in my next lucid dream. There's a man next to me so I say something to him. He doesn't reply. I decide that I should leave to try to make the dream more vivid. I go up some stairs and through a door. I'm now in a school corridor. I look around and everything looks real. I turn to the left and start walking. I notice something flying around. It looks like a moth. I consider that my subconscious might be trying to tell me something so I follow it. The thing flies up to a door and I open it and walk through.

      I'm in a classroom. There are a few students and a teacher there. It looks as if one of them is having a presentation. I get bit nervous and for a second I'm afraid that this isn't a dream, then
      I apologize for being late and step in. I think that the things written on the black board might be important. I can't quite remember what it said, but I remember thinking that I should do the reading RC, but I don't since I know I'm dreaming and I don't want the text to change. I read everything on the board and then I decide that talking about it with the teacher might help me remember it. "Does this mean that there are lots of people living in horrible conditions in Africa and no one cares?" I ask.
      "That's right" the teacher answers "we are also reading this book. You should check it out." She hands me a book with red covers. There's a picture of a woman on the front. It's called something about OBEs in south Africa. I tell the teacher that I will read it later, but right now there's somewhere I have to be. I think I've waisted to much time on this already.

      I leave the classroom and enter the corridor again. I decide to try summoning someone. I think that there's a man walking behind me. I turn around and there actually is a man there. He is big and has lots of muscles. I don't want to talk to him so I turn into another corridor. Then I decide to summon a guy I know online but who I've never seen. I say that he's behind me and when I turn around I see a young man with chocolate colored skin and long black hair. I know this isn't what he really looks like since he's from Asia, not Africa, but I decide it's close enough. I run up to him and hug him. He kisses me and it feels exactly as I had imagined it would. He says something to me about how different I am from other girls, but I'm not listening. The dream starts to fade and I wake up.
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    2. A lucid dream and the mystery of the kidnapped 12 year old drug dealer

      by , 04-01-2011 at 06:05 PM

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      I'm outside my old grade school. There are other students there too. I decide to go to the classroom that was used by the 5th and 6th graders when I went there. I go in to the school. Then I realize that I'm far too old to go to this school. That means that this has to be a dream. There's a boy who's about 10 years old next to me. I tell him that this is a dream. He isn'timpressed by that. To demonstrate that it's a dream I start levitating. Then I decide to show the boy some magic. I say Hokus Pokus Filiokus and snap my fingers. This works, but I can't remember what happened.

      The boy takes my hand and leads me away from the school. We come to a bridge from which I can see a group of 12-14 year old boys. I go down to them. They get angry and ask me what I'm doing here. I notice that they are stealing drugs from a pharmacy. I tell them that I'm not going to take their drugs from them. That seems to satisfy them and they tell me about a friend of theirs who went away to work at a store some time ago and who they haven't heard from since. They are worried something has happened to him. I call the store and a man answers. He says he is likes it there and that he isn't coming back. The boys say that that's what he said when they called, but they don't believe it's actually him. They've also been to the store, but they got turned away at the door. I think that that's probably because they are young boys in shabby clothes, so I decide that I should try that too. We go to the store and I go in. I ask the woman at the counter where the boy is and she points further into the store. I go there and see a head that's been hooked up to some kind of wheel chair. I ask it about the boy and it answers exactly the same as when I called, so I understand that the head has kidnapped the boy.