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    1. 29 Jul: Dying tortoise and salvaging stuff from a market

      by , 07-29-2022 at 03:39 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP[/B]

      Some place with a large table in the middle of a garden. It has pots and plants and all sorts of clutter and then I spot a large tortoise almost looking like clay, in the middle of it. I realize it is a real tortoise, but she is so dehydrated, she is turning brown. I open up a path through the stuff on the table to access the critter and immediately it moves toward the edge of the table and plunges her head in a tall vase with wated that is below the table. The tortoise drinks tons of water, seems to regain some vitality. I wonder who trapped the poor bugger in there.

      On a bus returning from a day on the beach or something. Seems one of my childhood memories when I used to go with other kids on a kind of open summer camp, in which we returned home at the end of the day. I am accompanied by my school friend Mara and her nasty brother. I am taking a ride home with their mother who is picking us up on her van. While we wait, I find a box with some used sneakers by the side of the dumpster. Ricardo mocks me for picking it up but I tell him I sell hundreds of items like these every month and make a buck from it. He doesn't seem to believe, but he shuts up and goes away. Then I notice that there are a couple dumpsters full to the brim with pairs of shoes, used and new. I wish I could pick them all. Then their mother arrives and I ask if she has bags on her van. She has a blue plastic trash bag and a blue IKEA shopping bag. I ask her to wait for me while I fill them up. Then someone points out that there is a street market just behind the dumpsters and someone just abandoned an entire workbench with new and unused baby clothes for anyone to take home. I go grab them first and stuff the two bags with it. Then my mother appears out of nowhere and tells me my friends had to go to the toilet at a cafť, so we can spend a bit more time here. She also finds another abandoned workbench full of handmade bijouterie and artwork inspired by cottagecore and elves, fairies, etc. The bijouterie is all in large boxes and she stacks them in order to carry it all to the van without bags.
    2. 10 Feb: Nudism, falling into void lucid, party and funeral

      by , 02-10-2022 at 10:02 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      At home with Riverstone, someone else and my dog Hachi. Strangely there is a balcony or deck over a cliff and we are chilling on lounge chairs. It reminds me of when I lounged in my parents balcony before they closed it. But this one is dangerous as there are no guard railings. I don't feel afraid, I am actually feeling totally happy as I never felt. I am even doing nudism and feeling comfortable in my naked body in the wind like I never felt before.


      I am walking down a corridor and it gets very dark, I feel like I am dropping out of the dream and I become lucid. I don't try to fight it, so I just free fall in the dark void with no expectation of what comes next. I just try to see the void as the nature of my mind and not be afraid of the referencelessness. I stop falling for some seconds and then I fall again, but I never try to control the outcome. Then finally it stops and I am in some dark room.

      At some party in a garden with a view over a city. I spot some bush with berries and I grab some to eat, but then find huge catterpillars in a gelatinous cocoon on the plant and it looks both awesome and disgusting. I show it to my mom. Then feel an itch in my hand and notice a big alergic reaction for having touched the berries and the slime of the cayterpillars. I rush to wash my hands.

      My mom is running a bakery but when I visit it, she is not there and I find strange that she left everything unfinished or out of place, like a cake half eaten on a table. I eat it, But she comes back soon and says one of her friends needs a ride somewhere and asks me if I can do it. It is inconvenient, but I offer to do it. He is going to a funeral. My dad offers to comes with me. Turns out that side by side with this funeral is also going on a funeral for my friend Nelson and I am shocked to find out this way that he died. For saving costs and the environment, the bodies are rapidly decomposed via a chemical process and in the end all that is left is a little biodegradable container with some liquid. Because both deceased expressed not wanting it to go anywhere, they just dispose of them both into some trash container and I am a bit upset. I wanted to pay homage to my friend some other way.
    3. 30 Jan: Keanu Reeves on the bus and guest at Audrey Hepburn's house

      by , 01-30-2022 at 10:01 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

      I am sitting near the back of a bus. Keanu Reeves comes in and goes sit in the last row. I play cool and just make sure he sees me and notices me, so I try to engage later. I don't wanna annoy him for no with a rushed approach. Then he drops something and doesn't notice, so that's my cue. I pick it up and give it to him. Apparently it is something important, because he thanks me a lot and says he wants to reward me somewhow. As he looks through his bag looking for something, I say "You know, we have a common acquaintance." "Oh really, who?" And I say "DJ K. You worked together at a film." And he is like "Whom?" I didn't expect him not to remember, so I insist and say maybe he forgot because it was a long time ago, but they were pretty close and I even have pics of them together. He is curious and wants to see the pics but I don't have them with me on my phone. I tell him I can send it later. He asks for my number and I feel like my mission is accomplished.

      I visit a botanical garden and check a little corner that I loved very much. There are two guys there making some sort of inspection. One asks for my opinion about the flowerbed arrangements. It looks gorgeous, very colorful and diverse. I say I have never seen it so gorgeous. We talk about the evolution of the garden. Then some rich guy, a movie star, arrives in a big SUV, stops in front of us and very theatrically, comes out with an entourage. One of his bodyguards puts some sort of key inside a stone carving in some stone steps on the opposite side of the path in front of us. The stone stairs pull in magically and reveal another set of stairs going underground. Then everyone around goes in and since I am curious I go after them. Someone questions if I am supposed to be allowed in, but no one seems to care. A the end of the stairs we walk down a corridor that looks like service tunnels, with art pieces stored in storage rooms or hanging on the walls. It is an access to some house of an artist. The house itself has a really exotic decoration. Finally we arrive at the main area and I learn it is actually Audrey Hepburn's house. It is huge. Although we entered via an udnerground tunnel, the house actually spreads up through an entire building several storeys high. We head for the top terrace, where there are two indidivual houses on top of it and get to see we are in the middle of other city buildings. The terrace has different levels, one looks like a normal rooftop with a pool and direct access to the house we just came from. But then we go down a few stairs and there is another level that looks like a restaurant, with rowns of tables outside in front of another building which is a kitchen and another level with a private cinema. I meet Audrey, she is so nice, but I tell her I am not so sure about her house. Seems cozy but also just too much and so kitsch with weird art everywhere, which makes it overwhelming to the senses. I even find a pot in the middle of the way with some Buddha ststues and jewels inside, just abandoned there and I take them out and put the budddhas on top of a boulder that is on the side of some stone stairs. Then try to untangle a necklace to also hang it there but I fall in love with it and I put it on me. It is made of a dark metal, deep blue stones and peacock feathers. Some security guard looks at me sideways and I say "Don't worry, I wont leave with it on, I'll just wear it while I am here." Then everyone starts heading to the cinema because there will be some movie preview. There is a lobby where guests have to leave bags and coats and check-in and I get in the line. In front of me is a girl with a baby in her arms, and she seems a bit stressed, because the computers crashed and they can't log us in. I get her a chair and offer to hold the baby for a while, which she accepts after a while. The movie started and we are stuck outside but the baby is adorable and I am ok, don't even know if I want to watch the movie.
    4. 10 Aug: Grandma's garden turns into chinese garden, I become rich, my teacher is sick

      by , 08-10-2021 at 10:18 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP


      At my grandma's house in Moita, with my parents and aunt/uncle. I am reminiscing about the time my cousin said he had a cancer and did not show any worry, but I felt it was a big deal (and it was). Dad is closing the windows of the house, saying it is time to sleep and I ask if he locked the front door. He says no, so I grab the keys and he asks if I know which one to use. I say I'll find out. Turns out there is not even a door in place to close. My aunt joins me and I show her there is no door and she thinks it's no big deal. Then my mom also joins and while they figure out what happened to the door, I step out in the garden and admire how lush and chaotic it is. It grew into a full forest, but with edible plants all around too. I tell mom I'd like to move in here and she looks worried and tries to change my mind.
      I realize there is a small road passing through the garden that is being used by other people. There are rickshaws taking people through our garden. I watch as one departs empty and the conductor falls down a bridge over a stream at the end of the garden, that cracks under his feet. Other people come to his rescue. As I approach, I am no longer at my grandma's garden, this is in clearly an Asian garden in some Asian country. I'd say Chinese by the style. I then see a temple and go inside. Like in some comedy movie that I am watching, there is a funny scene where some village idiot gets into an absurd situation and somehow is face is reflected on Guru's Rinpoche statue and people think it is a miracle and pray to him. While this happens, my mom comes in looking for me and asks me to leave with her. But I am actually interested in staying and joining a prayer session starting. She complains she does not understand a word it is being said and I point out there are subtitles in the air if she pays attention, but she can't seem to catch them and is upset. I walk her to the door but say I will stay. Then I am surprised by D. Rinpoche who comes from a back room to me at the door and asks me why haven't had a child. And I am like "I don't want to". He insists "why not?". And I wonder why is it so important for him that I have a kid. I explain it is a complex mix of reasons and he asks for the main one. I reply I think Riverstone would be a bad father to my kid. He looks a bit shocked but wants to know more. Then Riverstone is at the door and we have to stop talking, so I bow down to D. Rinpoche and say farewell.

      I am rich, just inherited some hypermarket stores chain and a mansion. I am exploring my new house and it is ridiculous. I have a walk in closet the size of my actual living room and two-storey high, filled with outfits. There is also a room with a full library of comic books and rare graphic novels, and several copies of each volume. I am already thinking of selling some. All is fantastic, I am planning on having a quiet weekend enjoying my new mansion, when instead of all the people who were present, going away, more and more people are coming. Turns out one of the chain stores is right below my house and actually partially going into my house, like that library is actually part of the shop and not just for my pleasure and the walking closet is actually the clothes section, so turns out I don't have any privacy or the things to myself. I feel upset and go through some back door to what looks like a storage area. I am attacked by a really fat crocodile that comes out of nowhere. I climb something and try to stay out of his way but he keeps chasing me. I am saved by a giant toad that attacks the crocodile.

      Accidentally I turn up at some ceremony that will be lead by Rinpoche. He is coming soon and people are looking for a place to sit. The place is a narrow rectangular room, people sit on the floor with their backs against the walls and Rinpoche will sit at the end on the narrower side, on a slightly elevated stage. I get a very good place right by the side of the stage on the floor, but then realize I don't have any of the texts I will need to join in prayer, so I put down a jacket or something to mark my place and get up to go get some texts somewhere. I jump over a wall to get outside more quickly and come across Rinpoche who is just passing behind that wall. He asks me where I am going. I explain I am going to get texts and he says not to bother, and just ask the boy sitting next to him. So we go inside and the boy is sitting on the elevated stage prepared for Rinpoche. He is a very young boy, I believe a tulku, and he is sitting on the stage on a pillow and has another ready by his side. I ask him about the texts and he says he does not have extra but will share his with me and offers the pillow by his side. I am so embarrassed and I say "no, I can't sit there", but he insists, so I ask if we can at least push the pillows near the end of the stage and not be so close to Rinpoche. He indulges by moving like 20 cms to the side. I give up and sit by his side, so very self-conscious of what everybody will think. Then notice I am dressing an exquisite outfit and wearing adornments in my head I didn't had previously. Still nobody in the audience flinches and I wonder "what do they know that I don't?"
      Then Rinpoche arrives and sits on his place but before anything else, he says he has something to share. He says his cancer is back and he just found out this morning. I see people in shock but nobody moves from their places, so as I am so close I reach out to hold his hand, knowing once again this might shock people, but they don't care. Then Rinpoche comes closer and leans to me, crying a bit. I hold him in my arms and comfort him. Tell him I don't think I'll live long either, so let's live one day at a time. Then I start feeling again self-conscious and whisper to him if we can meet later alone. He says yes and nothing else.
      It is only when the ceremony ends that some Asian girl approaches me to say "when Rinpoche leaves, please follow me".
    5. 25 Feb: Dating Jaime, dangerous catterpillars, hostel stay

      by , 02-25-2019 at 09:11 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Lunch or dinner with Jaime. He is a rich guy now. I meet him at top of a tower, we're supposed to go out to meet other couples at an Asian restaurant, but he stays behind to watch some fireworks from the tower. I go meet the other couples at the restaurant, because we are the hosts. We all need to choose our menu at the counter and then sit on designated places. Jaime is still not coming.

      Driving down a street with my cousins in the car. I see a line of processionary caterpillars at a garden and a little dog getting too close to them. I stop a bit further ahead and make a u-turn and go look for the dog to rescue him. Then I see a couple with children and that dog, sitting on the grass having a picnic. There is also other people around and the caterpillars are moving on the grass between them and no one is noticing. I ask for their attention. The guy from the couple turns to me in anger and reveals a demonic face. Scares me for a second but them he calms down and listens to me. I ask if they know about this caterpillars and how dangerous they are, they don't, I explain and everyone freaks out. Some boy says they are piling up and he covers them in paper or plastic and sets them on fire. I turn away as the animals shriek in agony, but I tell myself it had to be done.
      Then I leave. I am staying with school colleagues at some type of hostel. First nothing seems to work, the whole place is in the dark, but I find the main board with the switches and turn it on. Don't understand why nobody did it before me, the guys are a bit embarrassed.
      I check where is my bed, we are staying in mixed shared rooms and I find out I will be sharing my bunk with Jaime. I leave a note on his bed just saying hi, because he hasn't arrived yet and then go out. At lunch time I meet with some friends and they ask me what I have done to my hair. I don't know and look in a mirror. I have bangs and short hair and I think I look pretty cute. Later my dad and some others are visiting me and he brings Bernardo. Outside I hear some dogs growling and I go check. I think one of them is Faial who belongs to Jaime. I worry about him coming in with his big dog because of Bernardo, but actually Faial is growling to bring attention to another street dog who seems injured and afraid. Some people step in to help the dog.
    6. 10 Sep: Mutants and complex in the jungle

      by , 09-12-2011 at 11:25 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream lucid false awakening

      23:30

      Hotel
      At a fancy hotel. I enter an elevator with another 3 or 4 people, to got down to the lobby but it goes down faster than normal. It doesn't free fall, but it doesn't stop on the lobby either. It takes us to a very deep underground level. A couple, who says this happened to them before, is very concerned. They say it may take hours for someone to notice that the elevator is broken and that we're down there. They say last time they were almost running out of oxygen whey they were rescued. But I don't accept to be stuck there for hours, so I open the electronic panel of the elevator and manage to fix it. As it takes us to the lobby, they thank me.
      Apparently I had just arrived at the hotel and I was supposed to join a group on the lobby who's going for a guided tour to the hotel itself. At some point we end up at the rooftop where there is a suspended garden. It is a bit difficult to walk there. The passages where we can walk are made of an irregular metallic mesh, but the alternative is walking on the soil which is too soft and hilly, or on the grass, which is wet and slippery. But all in all, it was pleasant and the view of the street was pretty amazing from up there.
      Later on I go to a supermarket to buy some food, but it's almost closing time and I'm asked to do my shopping quickly. I go straight to a stand with veggie cheeses and salami. They have some things to taste before buying and I get distracted trying all those flavors. There are some bread sticks that I let fall on the ground, but I catch them, blow them and they are just fine to eat. Some lady who is passing by makes some comment on how gross that is and we start an argument in which I point out a number of much more discussing things she certainly eats everyday without even thinking.


      5:00
      ...

      6:30

      Pre-historic monsters
      I'm merely observing the dream without taking part on it.
      There's a lady, maybe a marine biologist or something like that, who is snorkeling near some rocky caves close to the beach, while her kid is splashing on shallow waters with more people enjoying the sunny weather.
      She finds a decomposing body of a whale or some other big marine animal, stuck on the rocks. As she tries to identify it, she finds herself face to face with some big jawed reptile like animals, slashing meat from it. She is in shock. She doesn't know what these creatures are, but they are clearly dangerous. Fortunately they don't attack her. She gets out of there as quickly as possible. But at least one of the creatures became interested on her and started following her ashore. When she realizes it, she speeds up and shouts to the people on the beach to run away. The animal also speeds up and bumps into her. He is now more interested in all the people on the beach that in her. Someone is attacked and screams. People run out of the water in panic. It looks like a scene from "Jaws".
      Then I watch some later scene where this biologist and other colleagues conclude these are some pre-historic animals once considered extinct. They also conclude that the ones they saw were just juveniles and that at least one much bigger animal is out there in the sea.
      In the following days, even stranger things happen. Another planet appears in the sky, very similar to Earth, with oceans and continents. It causes a solar eclipse that lasts for days. Then nature starts to change on a massive scale, with animals mutating. People first notice that their chicken are laying different eggs and soon they are regressing to an ancestral saurian version. That's just the start,

      (...)

      Military complex
      I'm living on a military complex in the middle of a jungle. I'm part of a team, which includes 2 or 3 chunky black guys, 1 or 2 chunky blond guys and one bad-ass asian lady. She is taking most of the guys on some mission outside and I stay behind with one of the black guys and another white girl.
      These two are having a secret affair, which I know, but they don't know I know. So, they soon disappear in the jungle to have more privacy, leaving me alone in the complex. I'm worried that they are taking so long to come back, but I keep doing my job, certain that everything is just fine. I go wash some clothes on a sort of dammed lake nearby. It's a privileged position as from there I get to see the complex without being seen. And I observe a suspicious scene that puts me on alert. Our asian boss is back, but she comes alone and is moving as if trying not to be seen. She disappears for a while and then reappears, stretching a wire, from inside the building to the jungle. I realize she just installed some kind of explosive and is going to blow up the place. But why? I go back and confront her. We fight and she is loosing, so she escapes to soon bring along some big guys to get me. But I didn't stay put. I went back to the dam and I open it, flooding the entire complex. They are dragged down by the waters.


      7:30

      Updated 09-24-2011 at 09:50 AM by 34880

      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. 12 Jan: Wizard of Oz (ToTY) and Earth's core

      by , 01-18-2011 at 12:36 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

      23:30

      Fighting oneiric monster
      With my BF on a small hotel in India. Weíre tired and we take a hot shower or weíre in a spa, something relaxing I feel we deserve. Each of us stays in different rooms. Later weíre in a war. Iím running to help my BF who is held prisoner on a cave by a half human, half-robotic creature that wants to kill me. Itís some oneiric monster we want to get freed from in our dreams. Weíre fighting but Iím kicked out of this dream and find myself in a beach, lying on shallow water. I swim for a while along the coast to reach some place I see at distance.

      3:00

      Trying lucid meditation
      On some nice big house where Iím staying for some time, like keeping it clean for its owners who will come back soon. The house is full of gadgets and tech stuff and Iím in the kitchen trying to make sense of some gadget that is on the counter. Then someone comes, maybe the owner. I need to leave so I go close the kitchenís window. Then I feel like jumping out of the window and check a nice terrace to my left but I think ďOh, I wish I could do that...Oh, wait, I can! I am dreaming!ĒSo I become lucid. I fly out of the window, check the view from that terrace and there I find an entrance to a small lab where some young people work. The terrace connects to more terraces and I walk and explore them. At the end, where it opens on a suspended square, thereís a playground with kids playing. Below thereís a sandy road. The landscape is ugly, like some poor neighborhood on a 3rd world country and I think thatís maybe a clue that I should use the opportunity to just meditate, as there's not much to see. So I decide to levitate, legs crossed and I meditate. But as I do this, I slowly come closer to the floor unwillingly, until I land on the sand, facing a wall. I stay focused. I keep my eyes looking down and I notice the sand, I can almost see every grain. I feel each sandy grain on my feet, this helps lucidity strengthening but then I see the sand moving and growing a lump in front of me. It is about to form some face and I am sure it will be some kind of demonic figure to scare me and distract me, but I don't care, so it vanishes before finishing to form. Then I hear what seem like a bunch of cars coming in my direction and I recall Iím sitting in the middle of a road Ė for moments I forgot this was a dream and I got up, afraid of being hit. Two trucks were coming towards me, but I remembered again I was dreaming and decided not to move. They just passed by me, without even touching me. Then I forgot to keep meditating and thought about the ToTY Ė my first goal was to do the Wizard of Oz task.

      Wizard of Oz (ToTY)
      So I decided that when I turn around, I would see the beginning of the yellow brick road and I would meet Dorothy a bit more down the road and ask for her shoes. When I turned around there was just a normal paved road, but it was flanked on both sides by yellow markers and yellow walls and only yellow buses circulating along its length. My first thought was to try again, but curiosity won, I wanted to see how it would develop further.
      To my right side I found a bus terminal, right at the beginning of the road. Having a rest, near a parked bus, was some girl with wavy brown hair. She was with three male friends and she was changing shoes. She had a large suitcase open and lots of shoes on the floor. She was putting aside some really nice red shoes with high heels and slipping into some other more comfy shoes. I approached her and I said I really liked her shoes and asked if I could try them. She allowed but when I put them on, the shoes became yellow. I asked her why did the shoes become yellow and she said it was the way they were, theyíd change colours when weíd put them on, but she said not to worry, because they were perfectly fine and would totally work the same way. So I decided to knock my heels 3 times while saying ďthereís no place like homeĒ. But nothing seemed to happen.
      I waited for a while without moving. Nothing seemed to change. Then I noticed there was a river right in front of us, behind the bus terminal. A huge noise revealed a boat approaching fast. This boat had two guys inside and they made some quick and dangerous turns in the water, causing it to spiral and wave in amazing patterns. I didn't know what this exhibition was about but I was admiring the hypnotic effect on the water, when a group of mutilated dolphins that had just been cut by the boatís engine arose at the surface amidst bloody water. Some were still fighting for their lives, but there was just too many bones exposed and bits of meat everywhere. It was a horrific scene. Then we heard police sirens and for some reason we did not want to be there when they arrived. So we run up the road and looked for cover.

      Meeting unknown dreamer
      I jumped over a low brick wall and grabbed some hanging vines which revealed some door behind. I sneaked in and found myself on some kind of tunnel. At its end there was another door and when I crossed it I was on someoneís house. I was looking for someone and I heard snoring in the living room. I went there but there was only an hi-fi from where the sound was coming. Then I saw something moving on the next room but it was just some robotic arm which grabbed the remote to the hi-fi and turned it off. This house was becoming too creepy, but I kept going. Then on the very last room on the back I found a guy. He was short, tanned, round face, south-american looking. He smiled at me and welcomed me. I sat on his bed and we talked. I insisted in speaking English, because I knew he wasnít Portuguese, but his language sounded familiar. He was either speaking Spanish or Portuguese-brazilian. He insisted that I speak Portuguese because he could understand me, but
      I was having difficulties in changing language mode, so I would still sometimes reply in English. I said I was sorry for that, but it was the habit. He told me is name was Irino but his last name Iím not so sure. I just know that we laughed because of the similarities with my own name. Then I realised I was dressed in the dream just as I was dressed in my bed in RL Ė just panties and a tank top. He noticed that I noticed and because now he was sitting by my side and touching my leg with his leg, I noticed that he was getting aroused and his eyes were glowing. He put his hand on my leg and I said no way, it wonít happen! Just yesterday I met this other guy who also wanted sex on a dream, but we had just met, like WE have just met, ok? [Off course I already had sex with other guys I just met in dreams, but either I wasnít lucid or the feeling was mutual and overwhelming. If not....] So I got up really fast and headed to the closest window. I saw his garden outside. He had beautiful lettuces and orange trees. I asked him if he was growing it and he was proud to say yes. I was glad that gardening was a topic capable of diverting his attention from sex. We talked a bit about the importance of organic gardening and growing our own food. Then I woke up.

      6:30

      Earthís core
      As I fall asleep I focus on a hypnagogic image and it becomes a stable dream. It is a city on a valley, seen from above, on a street going downwards. On my side thereís a show window of some shop and when I see my reflection there I realize Iíve just fallen asleep (WILD). I fly and I hover above the houses thinking about what to do. Then I turn around and see the hill I came from and I recall a dream that some guy shared on DV about his meditative experience on the center of the Earth. So I plunged on the ground, on the hill besides me and I imagine myself going deeper and deeper and crossing the several layers of the planetís interior. I remember the guy (sorry, donít recall who you are!) saying he felt the different forces of each layer (the mantle, the core,...) pulling in opposite directions and I tried to experience the same. I did feel the forces or energies, pushing and pulling and twisting in all directions and it felt clearly different from when I cross wormholes between dreams. When I felt I reached the core I stayed there in absolute darkness for a while, just feeling these forces around me.

      8:00

      Updated 09-24-2011 at 10:22 AM by 34880 (correcting spelling mistakes)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , task of the year
    8. 01 Oct: Meetings, nymph and instant karma

      by , 10-03-2010 at 11:28 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      23:30 GMT Ė Wake up

      Doing late hours
      On some office with my boyfriend. He works there. Itís on ground level, a long open space with several desks and a few cubicles. Itís 1 am and we stayed behind for him to finish some work. I then go to the entrance and meet this lady behind a desk. I ask her if sheís also working late and she tells me she is the security guard and is waiting for us to leave so she can also go home to her family. She is on her mobile talking to her kids and I feel so guilty. I go back tell my boyfriend who doesnít believe me needs to go out there and check for himself. We then try to rush up to leave and find out that more people were also still working late and also werenít aware they were keeping this lady stuck there.

      Meetings at university
      Iím with mom on the inner court of some university on a palace-like building on some foreign country. Thereís an inclined tower that used to be connected to the main building but is now falling apart. Itís being held by some scaffolds but clearly falling apart. My mom wants to go closer and take pictures but I hear it squeaking and I swear I saw it moving a few centimetres. Some people who are sitting on some terrace tables confirm it looks like itís going down soon.
      I then have to head to a meeting Iíve organised. I booked a room on this building somewhere. I try to gather people for the meeting that I encounter along the way, but still only a few come after me. I go up some stone staircase Ė the whole place looks very institutional Ė and I meet a lady with her geeky daughter. They are nervous because she is heading for an interview for an internship on the administration office. I wish her good luck but have mixed feelings. My father is always trying to convince me that a job like that is what I should aim for, because of the stability, so I kinda feel jealous of her. On the other hand I have a much more interesting life and feel luckier.
      The meeting room is circular, with a glass dome and sculptures all around, very imperial style. Only 3 people came to the meeting and soon the conversation degenerates and we donít do any work at all. Some scene of ego fighting and bad mood from some of the participants. I call it a day and we go downstairs. We enter a cafeteria and by my right side I see this amazing garden which I want to visit. Thereís a structure made from hedges and trellis in form of an ark and inside it, thereís a small zoo for the visitors. I donít like zoos but I need to see that strange and different construction. But my friend Rita is now present and tells me I can go there later, but now need to join some group around a table. One of them is a guy from my school, a former bully and I wonder what he is doing there, maybe a friend of a friend. Then I also see Lasma, a girl I met last month. When I look at her I have a vision about her. She is in the woods. The trees are naked, itís a freezing cold and a dim light - some northern country, maybe her home country. She is involved on some whistleblower activity, denouncing some crime that is being perpetrated away from public eyes. She meets some monks living in the woods and then I hear shots. They are running for cover. She is so brave going there alone to get this story out.


      5:30 GMT

      Plant Nymph
      I am in a room on some big public building, like a gallery. Itís totally empty and a bit old, with the stucco on the wall falling in some places. My dad and my boyfriend are also with me. Then on a corner I notice this bizarre green sculpture that looks like an animal with no head. As I come closer it transforms into a beautiful green woman. She has one hand rooted inside the wall and she looks a bit pale (pale green). She looks so unhappy. I ask her why and she says someone planted her inside disregarding her feelings and needs. She says the ones of her kind grow outdoors and in groups. They need sun and each otherís company and she lacks both, so she lives in hell. And because she is so deeply rooted there, if someone tries to get her out, she will die. I bring my dad and my boyfriend to meet her and they get really saddened by her story but they offer her some money and I wonder if they understand that money isnít going to make anything for her. She needs to be transplanted and that is not a matter of money but of skills and will.

      Working group and advocacy for the nymph
      I am in some classroom where all the tables are occupied. Iím sitting on the right side of a table Iím sharing with my boyfriend. Under the table on my feet are some bags I own. I just arrived, late. We are deciding as a group on topics for a later meeting. I am asked if I want to be included in the agenda and to make a presentation. I say I really donít want to but if they insist I can make a short report of some other meeting I took part in.
      Then they put me in charge of a working group that gathers on a tiny room with view over a garden. We are 4 or 5 people and everybody looks uninterested and disconnected. I sense itís gonna be a disastrous working group, unless we go out and sit on the grass..
      Then back on the classroom I use the opportunity to tell everybody about the nymph I had met before and about her situation. There are a few journalists in the room (or activists who would write something about the case to spread the word) and they are interested in knowing more. One of them is a bit ignorant and is writing on his notes that she is a bit sick and pale because she is vegetarian and I correct him by saying ďMoron, she is not vegetarian she IS a vegetable!!!ď


      6:30 GMT

      Muslim neighbourhood
      Iím crossing a muslim neighbourhood. I see a guy on a car who is totally reproving me because Iím wearing a short top and showing my belly. I pull it down a little. Then I pass by a kiosk and I see comic books. I am totally amused when I spot magazines like Uncle Scrooge, but in a muslim version. For example Gyroís Little Helper has his normal robot body but the head of a muslim with a beard and a turban. [Once again I donít mean to offend any muslim, but my mind keeps making up this crazy stuff.]
      I also pass by a muslim girl, but she is totally normal and going about her life. I then reach a main road and I sit on a kind of giant ball with a seat, that I drive through mind control and I remember crossing over some railroad tracks.


      Theatre premiŤre
      Iím on a theatre foyer and some play is premiŤring on this exact day. There are tables with material to pick up and other for sale related to the play and the actors are hanging around in their characters skin, taking pictures and talking to journalists. The main role is played by a girl about my age and the story is about her trying to manage the family business in a world of men and in a time where women and especially of her age, where not considered fit for this job. Then I spot some posters for sale about some other show or event and I get closer to read and I take note of something I read there, but then Iím pushed and pulled by two ladies who really want to buy the posters and I lose track of what I was doing.

      Sex and the city
      Later I am on a coffee table and on the table next to me are the girls from Sex and the City, making arrangements for something. They seem excited about it. I then accompany Miranda (the red hair girl) to her apartment but just as an observer, she doesnít really know Iím there. She is soaking on her bathtub and on the phone with her friends. They are all going to do something at the same time. She then gets a small device from a package and I more or less imagine whatís coming, but then I get totally surprised when she sticks it on her big toe of her right foot. She then starts feeling something, because she is clearly delighted. Apparently her friends are doing the same on their houses. Then they discuss results and decide it is quite good although not at the level of an orgasm.

      7:30 GMT

      Baby falls down the window
      On some room full of kids and a few adults taking care of them. I am just passing by to take some little girl with me to play and I meet Marco Polo there. We sit on some table to talk a little bit. The girl also sits while she waits for me. As we talk we get really close, as the table is so small. I feel his legs touching mine under the table and I sense he is desperate for my affection. So I lean and touch his forehead with my forehead. He says he is no longer with his wife and enquires me about my situation with my boyfriend. I tell him the truth, that I am still with my boyfriend and despite the fact that I love him (always did) I donít intend to leave my boyfriend for him, not now and not probably ever - at least not in this lifetime. For some reason he was hopeful of a different thing and he gets really gloomy. I get up to allow him to digest it and I go play with this little girl. I lift her up and put her on top of some shelf Ė she kinda shrinks to fit there. One of the other ladies scolds me, afraid she might fall and get hurt but I assure her I have it under control.
      Then I see my cat over a bed near a window and a kid is playing with him. I trust but I say to watch out so the cat doesnít climb to the open window and the kid actually thinks the opposite would be much more interesting and starts cornering the cat so he feels forced to go up to the window. He is laughing and saying he would love to see the cat flying down the window. I go nuts and go to the kid and kick him hard. He was a goofy 6 or 7 year old with glasses and I leave him contorting on the floor with pains. Immediately I feel so incredibly guilty and everybody runs to me in shock and to help the poor kid. This moment of distraction allowed a baby to climb up the bed and the window and only I notice this but it is already too late. When I scream to warn people about the baby he has already slipped and fell. I am horrified because I notice we are on a 3rd or 4th floor and I think the baby stands no chance of survival. I donít even have the courage to go look and see the result. I am just crying like a mad and I ask everybody who is the mother. I feel I need to be the one telling it to the mother. But nobody knows.
      I go out and look for his mother everywhere. I canít find her and then I encounter the ladies who were watching over the kids on that room where it happened. They tell me theyíve deliberated that it was all my fault, that because of me the baby had fell. ďWhat?Ē I wasnít even in charge of looking after any kid, I was just passing by and got involved in some events that somehow led to it... Then I connect the dots and think this was all instant effect of bad karma for having kicked the other kid and is totally deserved that I get the blame, even if I know I am not really responsible and they are just trying to frame to get rid of trouble.
      Then I arrive at this room where I see a lady surrounded by people comforting her and I assume she must be the one and that the news run faster than I thought. So I sit by their side and wait for an opportunity to tell her how terribly sorry I am. But they look at me surprised by my presence and ask me what I want. I say itís about the baby and they say ďBaby, what baby?Ē. Upsss, wrong person. Apparently they were watching a documentary before I arrived, it was about heirloom tomatoes and about a guyís quest to preseve its seeds and for some reason this lady had suffered quite an emotional blow from seeing it (maybe it was her dead husband or something). Then 2 ladies who were sitting by my side ask me what happened, that they realise something bad happened out there but they donít know what. I tell them yes, something terrible happen and then my cat (in RL) wakes me up.


      08:45 GMT - Wake up

      Updated 10-04-2010 at 10:30 AM by 34880

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    9. 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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    10. 2 Sep: jumping through lucid dreams+ false awakening

      by , 09-02-2010 at 12:16 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


      23:30 GMT – Sleep

      Adventure in Southeast Asia
      I am in an exotic country, like maybe India and I feel both the weather and the socio-political scene is unstable. I am staying at this colonial style house that was lent by a friend. We both live in the west and she stays away from this house for months in a row. There had been intense rains and since I was coming to here she wanted me to check if everything was ok and not flooded. It was ok, but intense raining started all over, so I could not guarantee it would stay that way.
      There’s also a lot of commotion on the streets and I decide to take the van just outside the gate of the property, ready to leave at any time, just in case something goes wrong and things heat up.
      I am also being spied on and followed and I already spotted this guy always looking over my shoulder wherever I go.


      3:40 GMT

      Some other dreamer’s house and memories?
      I am lying in bed, with my laptop and I am checking dream journals and replying to some. I found this guy who found out he is dreaming about some house for some time and he suspects it is the house of some other dreamer. I also find out I have dreamt a few times about his own house or more precisely, some surroundings around his house - it's on top of a mountain or hill and there's a road going there with a little tunnek trhought the mountain.
      I am going trough this when I hear some noise. I look around and my room isn’t really my room. I am at this big house, I don’t know of whom. I go out of the room and the noise seems to come from the kitchen which is one or 2 doors on the left. The house is rectangular, with a large hallway in the middle, crossing the house from one side to the other.
      Everything is absolutely dark but there’s some clarity coming from under the kitchen’s door. I wonder if there’s someone inside, open the door and after all it is also dark. I assume the light was some reflection, maybe from the moonlight.
      When I decide to go back to the room, I suddenly watch this scene as if hovering on a different plane/dimension: a guy is coming down the hallway from the room (just as I did), because he heard some noise in the kitchen. But unlike me, he is surprised by a room mate coming out of the kitchen. He says something like “Damn, you scared me. I didn’t know you were back tonight.” But the other guy was in an incredible bad mood and told him something in the line of “sod-off”. Then the scene fades and I continue down the hallway, back to the room.

      Then I am falling asleep in the dream, when the room door opens and I jump up with fright. This time it is my boyfriend P. and I also wonder “I thought you were not coming back tonight!” - I thought I was already awake and he was real, because in RL he was actually not sleeping at home this night.Then I really woke up amidst some confusion.

      5:00 GMT

      Messing up a palace with crumbles
      I’m sitting in an armchair of a palace, eating breakfast cereals from the package and wondering what I’m doing there. Maybe it’s from some friend’s grandparents or something. I look around and think “Hmm, maybe I should explore this place a little bit.” Then a maid appears, looks surprised to see me there doing that – not the behaviour you’d expect of someone living in a palace. I feel embarrassed of the mess I made with crumbles on the chair. I say I’m sorry and promise to clean up later, but she refuses, after all that’s her job so she just moves me away to the side and cleans up the mess. Ok, ok. I get it. I pack my cereals and move on. I am decided to explore the palace but all sorts of distractions cross my path. For example, this lady close to the entrance door wants to know if I remember if she paid the entrance or something like that. I don’t know what she’s talking, but I say I don’t remember, so she gives me money to pay... whatever.

      Mirror portal
      I am in front of the mirror above the sink in my bathroom. I realise I am dreaming and I sink my hand in the mirror. It was even more clear than usual. I decide instead of plunging there to take some liquid mirror with my hand and play with it. I drop it in the sink and try to solidify it there, but I don’t succeed, it stays liquid. Everything is getting dark and I feel I am loosing lucidity so I focus on the mirror that now transforms into a screen. For a moment I feel my face on my bed and realise I'm sleeping belly down, but manage to hold on the faint dream.
      There’s only darkness around and this screen in the middle. On the screen there is a lady in uniform asking me where do I want to go. It looks like a flight company commercial or an interactive help post at an airport. I even laugh saying to myself the lady looks a flight attendant from Lufthansa (german company). I really don’t know where to go and while I think, all sorts of images of places but also just flashlights and patterns succeed on the screen at amazing speed but also amazing clarity. Then a map of the world appears and I am asked where I want to go. Stupidly the first idea that occurs to me is Germany (because of the Lufthansa connection) and I am sucked into the screen. But I can’t hold it steady and I wake up in my bed (or so it seems).


      False awakening
      I open my eyes, I’m in my bedroom, it’s early morning. Some light already coming in. I look around feeling disappointed with the previous lucid experience. And then I realise my bedroom’s door is open. I always close it to sleep, or else the cat will bite my feet all night. I get up to close the door and check if the cat is inside or outside, but I find it all too strange. I mean, not the room, everything looks just like it should, but the door open when I am pretty sure I closed it last time I woke up and went to the toilet... I decide to reality check and I sink my hand on the wall. Great! I am still dreaming!

      Entering Nighthawk's dream
      Still in my false bedroom I face the mirror on my wardrobe and decide to continue from there. I like using mirrors as portals, so I think again where I want to go in front of the mirror: from frivolous things to really important things I decide for the frivolous, mostly because I am still training so I have to take it easy. So I decide to go visit Nighthwak. I jump in the mirror, dwell in the voidness for a while and find myself in a lab. What went wrong? But then I see him there. He looks younger and I realise it must be one of his memories, from the university. He saw me eventually and he looked interested in exploring my presence in his dream. He signalled for me to wait a little while, but when he returned it wasn’t really him anymore and I sensed I had lost the connection and was just projecting. The lab was now an open air space, so I decided to move on, since this experience was no longer working.

      Trying to escape a collapsing dream
      I am walking around in this open air space that looks more and more like a park, with ponds, little bridges over canals, suspended gardens. I am thinking about where to go next and decide I must sit and do some meditation to go back on tracks – in terms of focusing on the really important things to do. But this dream here is kind of collapsing – maybe because it wasn’t mine? The bridges started moving and now end up in the middle of nowhere in the air, two gargoyles in stone detach from this stone balcony and attack me. I feel I need to get out really fast or I will wake up. No mirror around so I think about jumping in the water of the pond. But instead of mirror-like it is now murky, I see strange creatures swimming around, crocodile-like. I don’t feel so attracted to jump on it. Now the murky waters are rising and I’m losing ground. I climb to some brick wall and decide to jump from there to the floor and hope for the best.

      End of the adventure
      It worked. As I fell on the grass, I sank and landed on some other dream. I was somewhere in the Middle East. Also in a garden. All was shining in warm colours, red and orange, really beautiful and in the end of this garden there was this beautiful and amazing mosque, also reddish. I was stunned with the scenario and thinking that I could sit there. That’s when I saw a group of angry men pointing at me, running in my direction. That’s when I realised I had landed over this kind of big stone or wall, which apparently was sacred for them, or the whole garden was and he fact I’m sitting up there it is extremely offensive to them. As they approach me and start bringing me down from where I was, I ask forgiveness but I am still smiling, commenting with them that their mosque is really something special. They think I’m crazy. Then I realize I have to jump again but they just don’t allow me to do that. I have men grabbing my arms, others grabbing my legs, I can’t move. Shit, I have to develop a method to jump without really jumping, just with thought. And I really need to build a place to go just sit, because dreams are crowded with monsters and armies and just plain distractions to get us away from our objectives.

      7:00 GMT – Wake up

      Updated 09-11-2011 at 10:40 PM by 34880

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