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    1. 03 Oct: Enemy of the state and flying around the globe

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

      0:00 GMT Ė Sleep

      Enemy of the State
      I am in a future world. Iím wanted by the government. Iím considered a terrorist and an enemy of the state, only because I hang out with environmentalists and activists from human and animal rights. I am currently being chased because I participated at some action for animal liberation. I tried to delete my tracks, but they are still after me, so I am driving high speed for long time. I pass by paved roads, desert roads, off-road, railroads, highways, always speeding and making really cool (dangerous!) manoeuvres to pass other cars or obstacles. It feels like a racing game. At some point I even drove high speed on water (on a boat, I guess).
      But after some time I am caught at a road block, where people are being mass detained. I am taken into a kind of camp where we are lined up on queues: they call our name and tell us to go to a designated queue (with a number). Then weíre arranged in groups and put on some facilities and given a password Ė each group has its own password and we canít share it with people outside the group. People are kind of brainwashed because they are accepting all this as a game as if they are in some kiddie camp instead of a jail.
      Some day, after being there for a while, a lady comes to me and whispers that she has some papers she must hide in a safe place and she trusts I will find such safe place, because I know people. I do talk to a few people and find one who has a safe locker where these can be hidden. I donít know what they are about, but I know itís important they arenít found by the guards.
      Later on Iím on a porch over an inner court. Itís damn cold and rainy. My mom comes up, for visiting me. But I am already heading inside, cause I canít stand the cold. I tell her to come inside, but she on the other hand is feeling hot and wants to get some fresh hair. So I have to stay inside with my head sticking through the door to talk to her. When she finally comes inside, I sit over some low table that is in front of a sofa where she sits. A lady guard appears and scolds me for that, so I sit on the sofa to, feeling eager to get away from here.


      5:40 GMT

      Group of backpackers sleeping over
      Iím alone at my late grandmaís house, on her office, writing. Itís quite dark and I realise itís already night and I havenít locked the front door. I go there and when I am closing the door, I am scared by a guy coming out of the kitchenís dispensary. Right after I see a whole group of people with bags and backpacks coming from the next room. They are speaking foreign languages and donít immediately notice me. I see a note from my uncle saying some group of researchers were dropping by to sleepover. Only now he tells me? I turn to them and this first guy is looking at me anxiously waiting that I say something so I tell them I will help them settle in and then he says ďAh, so you speak! Nice to hear your voice.Ē. Why that comment? Itís not like he said hi to me and I didnít reply...

      Fragment about DV
      I was reading DV posts and there was a new RPG task which was described in two short sentences and was something totally outrageous - which unfortunately I canít recall (it would be fun to know). I felt upset that I havenít yet managed to do the latest task...

      7:00 GMT

      Great wall of unknown place
      On a square of a beautiful old town, trying to take a picture of myself doing a V sign with my fingers when a couple offers to take the picture and I accept. I notice that I canít really make the sign with my right hand Ė my fingers are stiff and donít bend. Still they take the picture, I thank them and go close to them o get the camera. Then I see a sightseeing platform behind them with a marvellous view over mountains and valleys and a giant wall stretching from around this city to way beyond what my eyes can see. I make a surprised comment that I didnít know this city was located so high and that there was a wall like the Chinaís Great Wall here. They smile and tell me I shouldnít really miss it and I decide to go there right away.

      Surreal water cube
      Then Iím flying over the globe and I remember seeing Staten Island and the Statue of Liberty, the shoreline, ferries, cities, then a gap and later some lush green marshes, Christ the Redeemer satue in Brazil and beaches. I land on a beach in Brazil in some shallow waters. I see the waves hitting the sand and I decide to rest under some square shade covering an area on the sand. I am there enjoying the warmth and calmness when a wall of water rises and comes to hit the beach. I am scared by it but I also control it so I make it go around the place where I am. So, under this shade, no water enters, forming a cube of water all around. Thereís total silence and a sense of wonder for this surreal image.

      Organic book
      Iím on some office, different from all others Iíve dreamed so far. The building is square with a central square staircase around which the open space (which should be a corridor) is an office, with desks all around. I am working on something related to Organic when, coincidentally I see Marcopolo coming up the stairs. I am sure he saw me and I go meet him as a good host. But when I arrive where he is supposed to be, he has disappeared. Only the people who were coming with him are there. I think he is avoiding me. One of the ladies of his group offers me a book still about to be published that looks so cool and is full of funny stories and jokes about the organic and environmentalist movement. I go back to my desk to show it to my colleagues.

      8:00 GMT Ė Wake up