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    1. 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. We’re tired and we take a hot shower or we’re in a spa, something relaxing I feel we deserve. Each of us stays in different rooms. Later we’re in a war. I’m running to help my BF who is held prisoner on a cave by a half human, half-robotic creature that wants to kill me. It’s some oneiric monster we want to get freed from in our dreams. We’re fighting but I’m 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 I’m 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 I’m 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 kitchen’s window. Then I feel like jumping out of the window and check a nice terrace to my left but I think “Oh, I wish I could do that...Oh, wait, I can! I am dreaming!”So 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, there’s a playground with kids playing. Below there’s a sandy road. The landscape is ugly, like some poor neighborhood on a 3rd world country and I think that’s 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 I’m sitting in the middle of a road – 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 – 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, they’d change colours when we’d 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 “there’s no place like home”. 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 boat’s 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 someone’s 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 wasn’t 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 I’m 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 – 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 won’t 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 wasn’t 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

      Earth’s 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 there’s a show window of some shop and when I see my reflection there I realize I’ve 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 planet’s interior. I remember the guy (sorry, don’t 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
    2. 6 Dec: Stabbed to learn not to feel pain

      by , 12-06-2010 at 12:06 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED
      1:00 GMT

      Stabbed to gain control over fear and pain
      I am in some apartment building apparently coming out of my cousin’s home. She has something weird about her look, like dyed hair or extreme make-up. She goes downstairs but I feel more interested in following a corridor that seems to connect to a different partof the building or even a twin building. I then have fun exploring these connections - I go from corridor to corridor, explore different levels by taking the stairs sometimes. Every block is of a different colour or has different tiles on the wall, but it’s getting boring so I try to look for an exit.I’m a bit lucid. I look at a map on the wall, trying to locate myself, when some guy offers his help and tells me to just follow him. I do so and he leads me out. Outside, it’s a city street, looks like London and he meets a bunch of friends he was with before. They are making plans for next steps and they divide in two groups. I stick with the guy’s group, a small one – 2 guys and a girl. I don’t know where they are taking me. A bit further down, when we’re around some ugly buildings of a bad neighbourhood, the guy draws a knife and he wants to stab me in my belly. I am aware it’s a dream, but still, I shriek at the thought of feeling a knife slashing my flesh. They say “Don’t be afraid!” and I’m like “What’s wrong with you?” So just when they are about to stab me I say “Sorry, I don't want to be stabbed, I’m going to wake up!”. I wake up but I still had a brief moment when I could feel the knife cutting through my flesh. I felt discomfort and I was awake for a while...
      When I go back to sleep I am again in the same city and they are still around waiting for me. What the hell? I felt like I was going through a Freddy Krueger’s nightmarish type of thing. I ran away, I zig zagged between buildings, trying to lose them. I laid low behind a building and a concrete wall, where people threw garbage and I lost lucidity for a few moments. I got distracted with all the clothes and bags perfectly good that were thrown away. I am considering taking them with me to give away to people who need it, but suddenly I see my chasers about to find me and I instantly get back to the action. I run again but eventually they cut my way through, as they knew a shortcut through some tunnel. They grab my arms and the guy is once again about to stab me and he swears “It won’t hurt!”. I first thought he was just being psychotic, but now I have this clear feeling they were also lucid dreamers or some dream beings who were just testing me and trying to teach me something. Their attitude changed slightly when I opened myself to them. The guy said to me “It only hurts if you believe so. I’m telling you it won’t hurt if you don’t give in to fear.” Oh, so that was it? I was still a bit afraid, I was actually already feeling the pain again, just by thinking of it, so I told him ”OK, but let me do it to myself. And can I stab my leg instead? Just to try?” “OK”, he said. So I stabbed my leg and I was amazed that it felt like stabbing styrofoam. I could feel it buried in the flesh but it didn’t hurt. I was starting to lose fear and thinking about stabbing myself a bit more (lol). They smiled at me and simply left.

      Female robot and androids
      I am now free to do whatever. I look around and I am in some industrial park or similar. I see a huge robot-like metallic structure rising above the houses and go check it from a safe distance, because it starts to move its arms. Below it and around are people watching some demonstration of its functioning. It’s made of hollow metallic tubes that shape it slightly into a female form and some of this tubes are then channelled to some interface where half a dozen women are plugged in, apparently controlling or feeding this robot. The creator of this machine is explaining how it works and what it does, but then all the focus goes to one of these females who detaches from the interface. I find out these are not real women, but androids. Lots of flashes in her direction, reporters asking questions and the inventor says she can even speak Russian. He ask if any Russian speaking is around and some guy points to a girl by my side, but in the middle of the crowd we get mixed up and they bring me closer to the android. I say there’s been a mistake, I can’t speak Russian, it was some other girl, but the android lady is looking at me totally interested. She seems to think I am lying and she is processing that information and trying to figure out my intentions. She says she wants to meet me and asks me for my contact. I don’t recall even handing her over my contact, but I see her adding my email and name to her processor/brain – like if she just extracted it from my mind and I was reading the info on her eyes as she was processing it. Then she turned away and left, followed by a sea of curious people and reporters.

      Office scene
      I remember maybe it’s time to meditate a bit, but I can’t find peace, there’s just too much going on and I can’t make it still. Then I think about dropping a visit to Nighthawk’s dreams. I am now in a corridor with doors to offices. I see elevators and decide using one as a portal, but every time I try to get into one, someone holds the door and enters. I even try to do it with some suit guy by my side looking at me like I’m crazy, but it doesn’t work ‘cause he totally distracts me. I give up on elevators and try to use the office doors instead. The problem is they have glass windows and I can see the other side, so I have once again difficulties in making appear a different world on the other side, because I keep seeing the people working inside the office. When I open the door, it is still an office. Oh well... I just look around, checking every person on each cubicle. Mostly very young people. It’s a nice office, light coloured wood furniture, glass walls, lots of light. I go to the end of it and I find a window to a square interior patio, with view to all floors. I notice the building’s decoration is quite nice and then I see a corridor through which the company’s CEO, a tall slim lady in her 40’s, is coming in my direction. She sees me there and asks me what I think of the place. I say it’s nice and I like the carpets on the hallway. She invites me for a drink in her office and we sit and talk there for a while.

      4.50 GMT

      Lottery
      Just recall my mom had a good prize in the lottery and I clearly recall the numbers. Will suggest her to make a bet

      6:30 GMT