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    1. 26 Jan: Running from home, spiritual encounter and expelling a demon

      by , 01-26-2019 at 11:12 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


      Living with my family, but feeling despaired and wanting to run away. I am preparing a bag with clothes and a few more items to run away while they are all out. Then my family returns, I hide the bag, no one suspects of my plans. But I see my mom and I start reconsidering my plans because of her. I don't want her to suffer for not knowing about my whereabouts. She is the only one I don't want to hurt.

      All alone in Brussels, very early morning. People are still going around, hoping from bar to bar. I feel pretty alive and aware and I absorb all the details of the decorations, architecture, the terraces, etc. I notice that the street is warm but in between terraces it is extremely cold. That's because they use gas heating on each terrace. Then I am dragged with a crowd into a very underground place. Its entrance is literally a tunnel with no light, just some very fade lamps at the end of it, where there is a door. The people and the light and the shadows make really interesting images and I grab my phone to take photos.

      Enjoying my last day abroad. Go to a fair, incredibly crowded. Then at some lateral street I see a couple of Buddhist monks and decide to follow them.
      I find a long line of monks waiting to go inside some building and I go with them. Once inside they prostrate until we reach a room with an altar and some pictures and images of Buddhas and teachers. I pay my respects to. Then follows another room and another altar and more prostrations. As I also prostrate, an old lady in a thin robe appears and leans over to whisper in the ear of the woman in front of me, something about her health and some advice on how to deal with it. The woman seems caught by surprise but thankful for the advice. Then the lady turns to me, her robe opens up, she is naked and doesn't care. She tells me I have to summon and surround myself with nagas to expel the bad naga that is disturbing me. I say "what?" but she goes away without further clarification. I get up and follow her through the crowded streets until she enters her house. She doesn't pay attention to me, never says a word, but also doesn't ask me to leave. She feeds her cat and does whatever she has to do. I tell her I need to know more about her warning, and tell her that my mom had dreamed something related to it the previous night [she did, in waking life]. She doesn't reply but she points me to a bedroom where I can spend the night. I stay there. I lay on the bed and I fall asleep. Then wake up but feel drowsy. I try to move, but feel like my body weighs a ton. Then try to call for help and my voice sounds terribly deep, scary and distorted, like I have a demon controlling my body. I fight back for some time. Then eventually it goes away and I recover control. I don't see the lady anymore.

      Then leave to airport. I am back to Lisbon. There are some new constructions by the river bank and I fly over to see the changes. I find a burger stall with a nice terrace, selling really pricey food. A veggie burger is 15Ä and a whole meal with fancy wine and dessert is 250Ä. But then I look around and find a really cool vegan fast food place that has affordable delicacies and I call Riverstone to come have lunch with me there. I meet Evangelion there by chance.

      Updated 01-26-2019 at 11:14 PM by 34880

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      dream fragment , non-lucid , false awakening
    2. 10 Nov: painting, park and parkour

      by , 11-12-2010 at 02:49 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      23:00 GMT

      Painting in group
      With some people working on something, split in groups of 4 people. We’re preparing paints – each group prepares 2 colours but we’ll all share it. Each group has to make a painting, but for that first we need to agree on the subject and then somehow combine each individual style. I picture it won’t be easy. I notice a very interesting girl and also a guy, whose profiles are just amazing and I propose we paint their profile portraits. But my proposal is totally ignored and my 3 colleagues are already sketching something totally different for which they didn’t even ask my opinion. But they were the majority, so I let them. It wasn’t till I actually see the drawing that I got really disappointed. It was some drawing of a hill with trees and houses, but very badly drawn, like the guy who did it had no talent whatsoever to drawing. I decide to go to toilet.
      I then realise we’re on my late grandma’s house. I feel her presence very strongly and I say out loud that I miss her.
      For a brief moment I was lucid, but then I simply went to pee. I noticed in the end that there was no bathroom door and I felt surprised that this doesn’t disturb me at all although there are these people around in the house. Then a brief moment of lucidity again. One guy just passes by, tells me something all smiley and goes meet the other guys on the living room. I hear the others joking about a potential romance between us two and I feel they are totally deluded.

      Feeling insecure on a park
      After the previous events, I’m on the exterior and I sense it might be in London or in Brussels. I’m near a park and looking for a spot to plant some seeds. I walk over some brick wall, I step on some leaf covered ground, but don’t like any spot. Then I see a tall iron gate entrance for a more reserved area and decide to take a peek. It leads to some alley but then I see two guys approaching with a suspicious look, seeming interested that I’m walking that way, so I give up on my intent and just go around this area.
      Later at night I come back to this place, this time with company and also there are more people actually going across this alley, so I feel safer. Strangely, I conclude this alley is home of many homeless people, which gives it still a bit of sinister feeling. But then I stumble on my own wallet on the floor – I hadn’t even missed it! I check it and all documents and money are there. I am surprised that being so afraid of people’s intentions on this area, not one of them had taken my wallet – of course they could have not seen it, but I felt they simply didn’t want to pick it up.


      Brussels and parkour
      With my BF and it’s definitely in Brussels. We only have one day there so I ask him what he wishes to visit. I suggest taking a tram to the Africa Museum, because the tour to get there is already very nice, but then we can visit the beautiful park around it. But then he mentions he hasn’t even seen the city centre and I agree he should do that.
      Later I’m (we’re?) watching a parkour competition. The contesters have to climb and do their tricks up and down a very narrow and tall building, very art nouveau, with lots of structures on the faÁade. I am delighted watching the skilled people competing and say to a friend I would definitely love to learn to do this. Then a fat girl from the group I am with surprises me by also competing. I think “if she can do it, why shouldn’t I?”


      6:40 GMT

      Updated 11-12-2010 at 05:29 PM by 34880

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      lucid , non-lucid
    3. Precog dreams confirmed

      by , 09-23-2010 at 05:00 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      In the past few days I've had really strange experiences with precognitive dreams. It is not unusal for me to recognize places I go for the first time from dreams I had before going there, but this time for a bunch of days I felt like I was living a huge dťjŗ vu and that every step I was taking I was reliving several of my dreams.
      I went to Brussels and Ghent for work reasons. I've been in Brussels many times, I even lived there, but his time I took a different route from the one I always take out of the airport. It started there, when I recognised a car park where I had a dream adventure some time ago (even before joining DV, so no DJ record of it). I had never seen the place before, only in that dream.

      Then when I was on this bus to Brussels centre, I realised I'm dressed similarly to the dream of 9 Sep when I meet a friend at a library (on the same night by coincidence I also dreamt about Brussels). I'm wearing a skirt, leggings and some lycra socks that are kinda dirty. I am also wearing sabrinas, which is totally unlike me. I am going directly to the European Parliament, where my friend JF (whom I had met on this library dream) works. I think I need to take the socks and leggings out before arriving there or I'll be going through the embarassement of having to undress there, like I did in my dream, in front of my friend behind a desk. So, that problem was averted, due to reminding this dream.

      Then I spent all afternoon and night working at the Parliament, in some office with some friends and colleagues. Here I recognised the dream of 22 Aug about a "casual 5* hotel". It wasn't really a hotel, but the parliament at night. I recognized the lobby with the black square sofas, the amazing staircase leading to the glass window "chamber" on the upper floor (not really a concert hall, but the look was still incredibly similar). Instead of the lake and plants in the middle of the staircases, there's a huge metallic sculpture on the centre that looks like a waterfall.
      Then when we were working, one of the guys started to sing "who let the dogs out" and everybody joined in and laughed. Someone made a comment that we should have brought our dogs for company throughout the night. And I totally related this to the dream (dogs running around free on the hotel in the middle of the night).

      Also, the recent dream I had about hacking a building was totally related to the Parliament experience. I stayed there all night, which was not supposed to happen - I only had a permit for staying during the daily working time. But me and one colleague decided to stay behind to finish a job in the office of the person who got us in, hoping the security guards would not kick us out. We didn't stay inside the office all night as we were too curious and wanted to explore the building. We managed to walk around, avoiding the cameras and hiding of a security guard (a lady) we saw at a certain point, but amazed that no one was actually stopping us. Only at 4 a.m. did they caught us, because by then we thought nobody would come to kick us out. We decided to sleep on some couches on a corridor and a guard doing a round finally found us. We were totally exposed and relaxed about it. A mistake. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

      A few days later I went to Ghent and as I was passing by a really cute shop where I saw this basket full of teddy bears and other dolls, it totally reminded me of the teddy bear basket I had found in the security control room of the building I hacked (in the dream).

      Also in Ghent I arrived at this street where I saw the scene from the dream of 21 Aug (that then I marked as a potential precognitive). I had dreamt of a certain beautiful building on a corner of two streets facing a canal and there it was. It wasn't the embassy of Switzerland - that was a dream confusion, because the next day (not after the dream, but after this day in Ghent) I was supposed to go the german embassy (work related) and somehow my mind foresaw it but mixed it up. Anyway, no doubt that was the same place from the dream, although the building was not pink but actually orange/reddish, but hey... In front there was a canal and I leaned against the fence to take pictures both of the building and of the canal, for future reference.

      Later on, I saw this huge amount of people in bicycles and when I saw a particular family it got my attention - it totally looked like the part of the dream before hacking the building, where I followed this family on bikes. On the dream it was car-free day and... surprise, surprise: I found out then that it was car-free sunday in Ghent!
      By now I decided I should follow the bikers as I did in my dream, and see where it would lead me in waking life.
      Apparently to no place special. They crossed a bridge and kept cycling around the neighbourhood. I was tired of following them and stopped by the back of this huge building which I found to be a museum. On the back of this museum there was a nice garden and I just felt like meditating there for a while. That's when I found a koi pond in the middle of it. Weird. I had to do a RC just to be sure I was not on the moon
      I did sat there for half an hour and had the most bizarre meditative experience. I actually tried to contact the dream world while awake and felt strange effects. I'm not saying it was not my imagination, but I felt weird, like a strong difference of pressure over my head, strong swirling winds started to blow in the garden and around me. It was strange.

      Last but not least, while I was in Ghent I had also this weird dream that I was attacked, on a kind of guesthouse/restaurant, by some cult followers that kept saying "Simon says!" (haven't published this one yet on my DJ) and the next day I found out there was a place close by my hostel (a B&B and coffee bar) which is called "Simon says" - how odd is that? Unfortunately I had no time to actually go there, but the good side is I probably I escaped my attackers

      Updated 09-11-2011 at 10:26 PM by 34880

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    4. 9 Sep: encounters with friends, hacking a building and groceries

      by , 09-10-2010 at 04:07 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING RPG

      23:50 GMT Ė Sleep

      Lucid imagery and tasting words
      The first sleep is always hard to recall but when I woke up from this I knew for sure I had been lucid. I think I fell asleep focused on the hypnagogic imagery and didnít really enter a dream, was just staying lucid observing the sequence of images and then I tasted words. [Iíve heard of people tasting colours, but this was new for me]. Unfortunately I can only recall this but not describe the actual sensation.

      2:20 GMT

      Library encounter
      I am at this roundabout close to my momís home and I discover a new library opened right there. I recall when I was in high school and spent so much good time in the municipal library and decided to go inside check the conditions and maybe start coming frequently. I check the novelties shelf in the entrance, I pick some book and sit on a couch. I notice this guy JF, whom I know from college and havenít seen in a while (although we communicate by email), but decide not to go to him and wait to see if he sees me. He comes to say hi, we talk a bit and then he asks me if Iím staying longer, because he is leaving and could give me a ride.
      I say Iím still staying as I just arrived, but then he ask if I came on foot and points out that it is starting to rain and Iím not prepared for rain. I look down and Iím wearing skirt and sabrinas and the weather is definitely becoming nastier. So I say, ok youíre right, I accept the ride.
      But when I looked down I also saw I had pantyhose on one leg but not on the other and they were also quite dirty. What the hell! So as we leave the building, I first sneak behind the entry desk and try to take off the pantyhose. He comes back looking for me and finds me with skirt up, pantyhose down and trying to adjust my underwear who also got out of place with this tricky move. Embarrassing, but he just does his best to ignore and tells me I forgot money on a table in front of the couch I was sitting on. I did? So I go back and find a lot of coins on the table. Think it was not so much and shouldnít really care about it, but he says that it doesnít matter, it is my money, I should take it. Ok, ok. As I start putting it in my purse, the coins transformed into pieces of fruit and in the end my purse was full of fruit salad.


      Hacking a building
      Thereís an announcement about the day with no cars (happens every year) and immediately I see the roads with no cars and a family cycling around the neighbourhood. They go up a ramp and I follow them Ė until now I was just watching but now I materialize. On top of this ramp is actually a dead end so I wonder where they disappeared into. When I turn back, this is no longer a street but actually a closed precinct, like the backrooms of some public or governmental facility. Then I find myself with 2 other friends and we make a challenge to each other Ė break in, do the tour of the building and leave without a trace. There are vigilance cameras everywhere, so it wonít be easy. As soon as I leave this room, the hallway has a camera and I know it is just a matter of time until a guard appears. I just have enough time to break in the door at the end of the hallway, my friends follow me and we close and block the door when the guard is about to catch us. Now we face a new challenge as this room has no other exit. We decide to go through a vent and get out on the control room, where the guards should be, but since they are still trying to break in the first room we blocked, now we can hack their computers and tapes and delete all recordings about our little adventure. As my two others friends are deleting the files, my attention goes to a corner where there is a basket full of teddy bears. I wonder what they are doing there and canít resist to go through them, looking for one that is cuter and eventually take it with me, but in the end, they are all cute but none really stands out so I leave them, wondering why guards need teddy bears.
      The door of this control room is locked electronically Ė so nobody enters or exits, while the guards are out Ė but my friends broke in the code and tell me a sequence weíll need to insert on this door and a next door we will find. But hey, Iím distracted with toys, so I donít recall the numbers. Fortunately my friends are better concentrated and remember it for me. When we unlock all the doors, we find ourselves moving to an entrance lobby with visitors and a kid notices weíre coming out of a restricted access area and asks us if we should be there. I smile at her and tell her no, that weíre hackers but we didnít do any harm, we were just having a bit of fun and ask her to keep a secret.


      Buddha Neo
      Someone tells me ďDid you know thereís a secret short movie that is a crossover of Little Buddha and Matrix?Ē No, I donít know about that!!! So then Iím showed this amazing film with Keanu Reeves playing Neo (of course) and then he finds the truth inside the truth and becomes the Buddha (he also played Little Buddha) and the Buddha hacks the Matrix and kicks some asses, but also sits to meditate as Neo. Weird stuff but awesomely cool. I would love to see that movie!


      4:45 GMT

      A very quiet friend
      I am at a lobby of some building with my dad, close to a desk. Weíre waiting for someone or something, but itís totally deserted. He makes some remarks how he feels uncomfortable with these places, especially when some weird people comes by Ė better beware of your purse - like... for example this guy that is coming in now! I wonder why he says that, itís just my good friend H.L. from Estonia, whom I donít see for a few years. I donít mention this to him and simply go to my friend, also to scare my dad a little. He recognizes me and smiles but when I hug him he is distant and not really replying the hug. Then a blond girl with a kid appears and I wonder if they are together. Ok, but thatís no reason to be cold towards a friend. The girl finds this corner for kids, with a little castle for kids to play inside, and she leaves the kid there. I try to break the ice by saying how I would have loved to have one of those when I was a kid, but all I had was chairs, blankets and a lot of imagination. But she also doesnít reply.


      Sharing memories from Brussels
      Iím in the middle of the street opening a letter that just arrived in my mailbox and Iím surprised to see itís a renewal card for going to the cinema with discount, in Brussels! I donít live in Brussels for more than 3 years and I also wonder how they got my new address.
      Coincidentally, I see this lady which I know from tv, she is an actress and I know she lived in Brussels to and misses it a lot. So I start talking to her showing her the card and asking if she knows whatís about. She was totally surprised and didnít first understand what I wanted. But as she looks closer to the card, she knows what I mean and makes a big smile. I tell her I also lived in Brussels and we start walking together exchanging stories about this city. Itís so rare to find someone who lived there and actually loved it, everybody always complains about the weather. As we walk we pass by this abandoned lot and I notice a lot of garbage, a few vegetable gardens and 2 dogs who soon start fighting. When I look again to my way, we encounter a friend of hers whoís waiting her with a car, we say goodbye and she leaves.


      Buying groceries
      Iím shopping on this little town grocery shop some food for me and taking to some group Iím hosting. I buy some tomatoes, eggs and I see these amazing carrots that are labelled organic but cost only 90 cts/kg. I find too cheap and ask the grocer if these are locally produced, by some villager or so. He confirms and goes about saying how amazing these carrots are, delicious and that he misses when all vegetables were so tasty and not these plastic chemical-filled things we eat nowadays. He starts talking about the wonders of organic farming and I smile. I want to tell him he his preaching to a converted, but he is now turning to some other clients, some villagers who are asking something about his ham. The grocer goes to the backroom and comes back with a piece of ham. He cuts bits for others to taste. But first he tastes it itself in a very ritualised manner and I realise the guy is a gourmet an totally obsessed about quality food. Before he also offers me some ham and then I have to explain why Iím vegetarian I turn away and pretend to shop some more stuff.


      7:10 GMT Ė Wake up

      Updated 09-10-2010 at 06:55 PM by 34880

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      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    5. 26 August - 9 dreams (1 lucid)

      by , 08-26-2010 at 11:51 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      23:30 GMT - Sleep

      Friends visiting and kid gets hurt
      Iím in a home I feel itís mine but only has some similarities to my real home. Iím at the balcony, that in reality is on a 3rd floor but in the dream it looks like 1st floor and has direct access by stairs to the street. In front, instead of other buildings there is a huge landscape with green hills and sparse houses. At distance I see a group of friends, but i can only recall who was one of them (H.E.). They see me and we wave at each other. They decide to come to visit me. We express lots of joy when we meet, but then they surprise me by saying theyíve been there before when I was not present. I ask ďreally?Ē and they say ďSure, and A.G. even stayed behind. Didnít you see him inside the house?Ē I was embarrassed thinking that he might have been hiding and saw me undress and talking to myself. But then they say they are just kidding and I say it wasnít funny.
      Later at dawn thereís a big fuss going on under my balcony, on the street. I go look and apparently some kid had an accident while playing and is losing a lot of blood Ė it seems he cut or lost his ear, but Iím not sure. An ambulance is already coming and lots of people are taking care of him, so I decide to close the window and go inside. But I think my action didnít please my neighbours and I hear them saying nasty things, like I donít care if the kid is ok or not.


      Cat possessed by a spirit
      The next day I receive a visit from my dad, my two uncles and one aunt. They are on the kitchen that connects directly to the living room. It then that I realise this house is actually much more like the beach house of a friend of mine. On the living room I find my black cat but with him are two other cats and the most striking is that one of these cats which is also black, heís a bit old and has some injuries, namely one ear missing (what a coincidence Ė a cat-dream-reincarnation of the kid of the dream-night before).
      When the visitors leave, then something surreal happens. In the living room I find this demon or spirit which I can only sense but not really see. He is cloud-like and when in contact with it I feel itís intentions. I just have time to grab a plastic bag and close it very tight (cool, catching spirits with a bag, reminds me of Ghostbusters). As if it was some insect, I decide to take it outside and then close all my windows so it wonít come inside again (silly). But when I arrive at my second balcony on the back of the house, thereís an helicopter landing on it and with all this commotion going on, I realise I left the spirit out of the bag.
      I run the house looking for it and I find my cat, possessed by the spirit! He looks demonic and ready to cause some damages. But with love and patience I approach the cat and I think I calm him down (donít remember more.)


      Brussels on a hurry
      I was in Brussels, inside a taxi and upset that this time I had no time at all to enjoy it. I was passing an avenue and saw the theatre/opera which strangely looked more like Berlin than Brussels, but ok. I was thinking of some invitation from friends who were going to see a play and I couldnít go because I was on my way to the airport, already leaving. Even the hotel where I stayed was amazing and I had no time to stop and simply enjoy it. I was sad and a bit frustrated. [I am actually going there next month, so weíll see if itís just work and no enjoyment or not.]


      2:00 GMT Ė 1st waking

      Undefined
      As soon as I move to write it down, it fades. I vaguely remember looking at some charts with hollow olive-green circles and something about magic.

      4:00 GMT Ė 2nd waking

      Talking about gurus and peeing myself
      I met my high school girl friends, with whom I donít speak for so long. Thereís a huge distance (emotionally speaking) separating us and they are talking with each other, excluding me from the conversation. Until I hear them talking about their spiritual journeys and realise that L. is very interested in my guru, although she has no clue he is my guru. I tell her and this breaks the ice. She wants to know more. We hang around a bit and then head to a toilet - I go to the toilet every night, probably because I really go to the toilet every night in RL. The toilet seat is very high and when sitting there I pee all over the place because I canít sit straight on this thing Ė itís embarrassing! A cleaning lady comes at the right time and I tell her it was not my fault. She is aware of the toilet problem and even helps me, showing me a shower where I can clean myself. Then I finally leave the toilet with my friends, but itís not easy because meanwhile a huge crowd of ladies is going in and out of it. (What a stupid dream...)

      War (again)
      Iím with my friend R. (from the previous group of girl friends) in a trench. She is dressed in military uniform from WWII with one of those metal helmets on her head. Behind us is a tank shooting at some wall in front of us. My friend is getting to adventurous and gets out of the trench heading to this wall. Not only she is danger because of the enemies, but she is on the way of our own bombs. I see she has some idea but I have no clue what could be. I see the bombs exploding closer and closer to her I also get out of the trench and move towards her to get her back in a safe place when one bomb falls right by her side and we are projected in the air. Magically none of us get seriously hurt and then I hear some off-voice commentating that in reality this wouldnít be possible and explaining all the physics behind it to prove his point. (I felt I was inside a war documentary.)

      Reptilians
      I was with my parents at the airport. I had just arrived from somewhere (probably Brussels, from that other dream before). We were sitting on a cafeteria, talking, and I had this itch in my eye that was getting worst and worst. I looked on some mirrored surface what was going on and I had this awful irritation. After a while my iris was all black and I had this internal jelly-like extra lid - like cats have. I thought it looked like I had reptilian eyes, but I didnít say anything, because my father would not understand or would think Iím crazy. But he left the table for a while and I told my mother what was on my mind. She then told me she had had the same exact problem a few days before and it occurred to her the same exact idea. No way! Then we were discussing that maybe we are reptilians without knowing and about if that would even be possible. I mean, this would prove that they arenít all evil heartless cold blooded creatures, but that they are actually normal people or that many of us are actually unknowing reptilian-human hybrids!

      Two dreams intertwined, soup kitchen and a stalker
      Iím still with my parents at the airport but nobody is coming to serve at the cafeteria. My father comes back and tells us that we must go to a desk on the opposite side from where we were to get the food. It happens that this was in fact a soup kitchen for the poor. Then I had two dreams overlapping and I was two characters at the same time, with different stories Ė my own RL and some DC.
      So I was on the queue to get the food when some girl putting potatoes on the plate found strange that I was there and asked me if I was really poor. I said I wasnít starving but that I was a single working mom and my baby was staying with his grandma and that we had food but we also needed to save money for other expenses with the baby and I had in fact got stamps from the social services to eat there. Although none of this is true in my real life, I wasnít truly lying. I could actually see the baby in my mind and know that he existed in my life and the story was real. But at the same time I had doubts Ė didnít I just arrived by plane from somewhere? Wasnít I here with my parents? The girl believed me and went back to get even more potatoes.
      Then I notice a guy leaving the queue and exiting the place. He tries to do it unnoticed but I have a glimpse of him and I recognise him as this guy that stalked me for some time (in RL). He knows me (the real me) and I got scared that he knows Iím not poor 8the me thatís not poor, I mean) and he probably is feeling upset to hear my dream me telling this story that for him isnít true. I imagine that he is waiting me outside somewhere to hurt me. Or maybe he knows my new address and is there lurking, waiting my arrival. I feel worried and try to get company to go home with me.



      5:40 GMT Ė 4th waking

      Lucid in the city and Goldberg machine!
      Iím walking in a city, it looks like Lisbon, but could be anywhere. I pass in front of a grocery store and they have those supermarket freezers with no doors on the sidewalk. I think ďwhat a waste of energyĒ and stop to look at the leafy green vegetables and salad dressings they have on it. Then for some reason I become lucid. Oh well, what am I going to do?, maybe fly. I fly around the city, really trying to shock the DC, but as usual, they donít find it strange that Iím flying and I get bored. Letís try something Iíve never done before: fireballs in my hands. I make a wish, I visualise, I do my best, but nothing comes out, just a bit of smoke. I feel frustrated and try harder. This time a new set of fingers grow in the palm of my hand, imitating a flame, which is very funny and original but clearly not what I had in mind. I shake it away and they are gone. Before I lose lucidity I decide to fly a bit more, this time to above the city, to see the world from up there as Iíve done before. Unfortunately this night Iím not managing to fly much higher than the city buildings and taller trees. Luckily on top of a tree I find a wooden platform and discover a whole circuit between the trees and city buildings, made of platforms, suspended bridges, ropes and lianas and I decide to follow it. Not only it might be amusing, but I wonder if by doing it it will help me loose these fears of doing it in RL. At some point it even get dangerous, because I have to cross some place with high-voltage wires just hanging on ropes Ė I start to forget that itís just a dream and feel a bit fear. Then I end up in front of this amazing 3-storey high box-like construction and wonder what it is. I figure out it is some kind of Goldberg machine and equate if I go inside it or not, when some chair falls down and the whole thing starts to fall apart Ė jets of water, hanging objects falling, etc. Three guys, laughing their asses off and all wet, come out of it. They were inside it and had lost the game. It was a team game: they had to solve some kind of puzzle, but as they go on, they start running out of options and one wrong movement can start the machine, ending the game. Apparently they were there for hours, thinking about the next move, when one made the wrong move, collapsing it. All of a sudden, puzzles and chess games look so dťmodť. Then I can't keep the dream on and I wake up.

      6:55 GMT Ė Wake up

      Updated 08-31-2010 at 06:44 PM by 34880

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