The Dream Magic Experiment

I was in my hometown. I was going to ride a plane. I was packing my things and thought I was late. I hurried out to the airport, which turned out to be right beside our home, where the municipal building was supposed to be. The plane is no longer there. I was told that it's near the market area, and it turned the roads to a runway. I walked to the market. There's a fair. It was a sunny day. When I reached where I thought the plane was supposed to be, it was dark, night, and flooding. I think it was raining. I was on top of some sort post. I looked down at some of the debris being swept away by the flood. I didn't feel fear. A bit of fascination.

I was walking along the road with mom and sis in a subdivision. Sis mentioned about renting a place. The one she's currently in is horrible. The space is small, the light is dim yellow, security is awful. It also looks cheaply made. I led them down the road. There's a bit of flood on the road. It was raining. There were cars passing by. I was impressed by one car that looks expensive but was able to go through the flood without sputtering. We reached the place, a house I was renting (all on my own or sharing?). I pointed out how the setting is perfect. Sunlight does not go inside too often, only on the east where it rises, and on the west, there's a building that will block it. The house looks decent. Mom wanted to hurry back home. I thought sis was supposed to back home with mom but apparently she's staying. She was in the living room working on her laptop.

I was in my hometown. I was going to ride a plane.

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Notes:

- I woke up pre-dawn and wrote keywords for the first paragraph. I slept and woke up around 10am and wrote keywords for the second paragraph.
- Had a hard time sleeping. I went to bed around 2am.
- I tried going to gamma through alpha but I keep getting distracted.
- I will have to go back to basic meditation.

I was in Metro Manila. I received a call/message that I'm supposed to go back to the province or that my family is going here. My father died. He was about to go to the Metro before he died, so they rescheduled his plane ticket, which was scheduled January. They moved it to February. (apparently, corpses can travel via plane as people) My father's side was going to meet us there. (not sure if "there" means the province or Metro)

I was on the phone. I was calling someone or receiving a call from someone. I heard a female voice. For some reason, I thought of Alona.

I was in the province, in our hometown. There's a parkour activity in our backyard. They were training but I was doing chores. I went inside, watched TV for a bit. When I went out, they were already cooling down with meditation.

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NOTES:

- Set alarm at 4 hours and 44 minutes.
- I was seeing hypnagogic images, very realistic as if I was really "seeing" something in front of me, not just imagining.
- I slept around 4 a.m.

Two parallel universes. In one universe, I was single. In another, I was married with kids. Transport.

Student. Koreans. Karaoke. Field. A kid. Parallel word. Hiding food.

Batman. Helicopter. VTOL plane. Building or house. Shield.

I was partially aware that I was dreaming, and I was trying to interpret my dream while I was dreaming. I was telling myself about people who are just looking for someone to apologize to. I was looking at a hallway.

Robot fight. Five humans who are 'embedded' with robot structures. Cyborgs. Like a hull with tentacles. It connects them to this super cool, white-colored robot. I saw one of them, a female, lying dead still attached to her robot. Water world. Animated move-like scene.

I was with a group. We were on a couch. I was lying down. They're beside me, talking. They talked about how only 3 out of 5 survived, and one who died was the daughter of some super rich person.

NOTE: Tibetan Meditation

An unknown place. Church nearby. Muddy. Path. Rained. The color of a rainy day. Travel. Quezon? QC? Left some stuff behind. Had to hurry and get them. CLothes, socks, bags. FOrest. Next stop. Too many. Chase. Shooting down. Plane helicopter.
Machine gun shooting. A huge tank-like thing. Arnold Schaawarngger. Banahaw path. Chase. Old woman. Corridor. Small town. Houses. Room. Small martial art master. Arnold surrendered.

Home. Cousins in Manila. Visited. A rich aunt and uncle. Incest. Polyamorous husband. Enter through the window. Pool. People swimming. Red shorts. I'm out on the living room. They're in my room, the guests. A key in the pool. A ? movie. Taft ave.

I am in Manila. LRT. I met a classmate from high school. Felix. We made a bet.
Dystopia. LRT. Airport. I jumped over the thing that takes your ticket/card. The other people continue to line. I am inside the plane (still on the ground) with sis. We climbed upstairs and ladders (rusted). Looks old. Like a maze. Finally saw the exit. A hole on the side. of the plane. We saw others exercising. Forming teams. Sis went in first. I went through. PE. I said to myself I didn't sign up for this.