Oneironautic Escapades

Filipino Journey

I have just arrived in the Philippines with a few friends
As we get checked in there is a guy who gives us all of our paperwork/visas
They are printed on transparent acetate cards that are oversized which fit into my loose pants pocket only barely without falling out
We are in an area similar to a large cafeteria almost, partly looks like an abandoned k-mart with bare walls and busted fluorescent lights
There seems to be food waste all over the floor with some kind of brownish orange sticky sauce smeared all over the place like someone was mopping with oriental sauce
The floor is very sticky and I'm trying not to walk on it as I explore where we are
I'm just kind of amazed that I'm in a new place
My friends are moving very fast and not really taking things in, they are also boisterous and I worry we may be drawing too much attention to ourselves
We adventure around the inside here, I notice children scattered playing in the corners, and people generally waiting around like a train station of sorts, though I am surprised at how dingy and worn down everything is
We go through a doorway to another room and I notice a giant block of butter maybe 3 feet high on the other side, I take up a chunk and eat it
My friends all laugh, I notice there are businessmen and other random people coming in and out of this concourse
One guy in a suit coming through the doorway sees me eat it and laughs too but it's all jovial and lighthearted

When we finally leave the area we are in a very busy marketplace-type bazaar roadway that seems like a back alley connected to other streets
It is very busy with people coming in both directions, vendors shouting and even the odd motorbike whizzing past, it seems very populated
I tell my friends we should probably find someplace safe because I know not everywhere around here is safe to be as a tourist
We are dodging in and out of alleyways eventually meeting a friendly looking american

He leads us to his permaculture farm which seems very interesting
I notice there are other americans living there in a commune-type setting
G is with me now, it seems my friends have gone in a different direction
As we're walking through this permaculture farm I notice that it's nestled around/built into a wooden framed house, going through the different rooms I realize that we accidentally just walked into their home
I see the main guy who owns the place in his bedroom
He is a farmer and also a chef, he is very friendly and incredibly kind, a relaxed soul
We apologize that we're in the bedroom and he walks us back out giving us a little tour of the permaculture farm along the way and the little community center where everyone is hanging out
I notice there are a lot of very earthian healthy looking people but they all seem like-minded and hospitable
It is picturesque and comfortable here

He's describing a dish they're putting together, it's very similar to falafel
He asks if we know how to form them with a wood dowel concave mold he is holding and if we would mind helping them prepare a large batch for the community
We agree, I'm very happy to learn about a new dish in a new place, I am amazed to be in a new country and that there are so many like-minded souls here
I notice that I’m wearing these very shiny brown leather shoes and the floors are very smooth terracotta tile
I slide over the tiles very easily as if there is a layer of oil on the floor
To the point where I don't even have to walk or lift my feet to move around
It sort of feels like I'm ice skating and I tell them how weird it feels to be able to move around They watch me and chuckle as I kind of slide around the room without really moving my feet much
We walk outside together and I ask him if there are many permaculture farms around here
He says no, I respond that I'm really surprised I thought that there will be more permaculture farms like this in the Philippines
He says there's a couple but it's not very popular with the locals

As we're walking I notice practically across the street from the farm there are many other similar types of people wearing tan leather-bound medieval armor and some of them are riding horses
There's some kind of grand activity going on that seems like a medieval game of sorts
I'm just amazed at everyone’s coordination and the varying outfits
They're very excited to be involved in the activity, and everyone besides me seems to know what's going on
I talked to a random girl with black hair as I am walking into the group
I now have leather armor on my shoulders
I'm watching the horses ride and do stunts as they're also manipulating different weapons and staffs in a LARP fashion, it reminds me of a renaissance festival
G is with me now so we walk in the other direction away from the permaculture farm and notice that we're very close to the beach now

The ocean is to my left
I am in a video call on my phone with the main chef guy from the farm
Describing what I'm seeing, the beach is very close to the road so I walk over
Excited because I've never been in this ocean before, I stand with just half of my feet in the water
I see the waves gently crashing, the sand is incredibly white, almost pearlescent
Though the shore is only two or three feet deep along the side of the road which is very close to the water
The water is turbulent, not really wavy but I can see peaks
The water is also darker than I expected, it looks different than other seas or oceans I've been in
I'm very excitedly explaining on the phone what I'm seeing and I'm so happy to be in a new place with G

As I'm looking around more I see almost what look like high-end villa sort of enclosures
They all seem like streamlined verandas of organic shapes terraced multiple levels high and built into the hillside all facing the ocean
There are random pieces of furniture scattered about and little curtains hanging around doorways
I'm wondering if maybe these are timeshares or if people live here
I don't see any place for beds or anything so I'm really confused as to the layout
We're just kind of adventuring around different passageways
I seem to go inward too deep and through a curtain there's an older woman wearing flowing clothes who is obviously staying here, she comes out to meet us but doesn't say anything
Apologize turning around we walk back out towards the sea

I am walking down the road by myself now
I seem to be wearing some traditional garb that fits loosely, like multiple layers with the outer layer covered in decorations and a vibrant blue color
As I'm walking I notice a group of people almost like a religious gathering in the street
They are walking towards me slowly like a meditative walk
As I get closer I see it's mostly younger children with maybe a half dozen adults in the center
They are all wearing matching garb of blues and reds, which also match my outfit
They're playing chimes and flutes while walking in a very specific way almost like a dance
So I step to the side to let them pass but one of the men in the group sees the way I'm acting and shouts “Continue walking!”
Saying over and over again “Just walk straight ahead with your hands at your side, just walk straight ahead with your hands down, just walk straight ahead don't stop!”
I gather I have done something culturally improper and he is correcting me
So I continue to walk forward just looking straight ahead and walking through them as they pass through around me
I see now they all have ornate decorations all over their shoulders and down the front
They all have hats on which almost look oriental, flared up on the sides with a round top with colors that match the rest of their outfits
The feeling as they pass me is almost mystical as I purposely attempt to not look directly at any of them

I am in my parents' house now and I understand this is before we left for the Philippines
Getting ready to go pack up and I’m told someone is at the front door for me
It's not the person I'm expecting as I glance down the stairwell from the second floor looking out the front door I only see a pair of very tan very long legs
Coming down the stairs closer I notice it's a woman in a red dress with blonde shoulder-length hair and bright blue eyes
I recognize her immediately as Tricia Helfer from battlestar
Stepping out to meet her I remember when winning the trip to the Philippines I randomly messaged her inviting her to come on the trip with us, even though I knew it would be a long shot, there was no way they would respond but here they were on my front door to go on this trip with us, she seemed excited too
Complimented her on how good she was in battlestar and told her that I loved everything she brought to the character and how impressive it was that was her first acting gig
Also that I understood why she hasn't wanted to try to revisit the role or just try much more in Hollywood since then because it was so popular, she tells me about how she wrote a film called Invertigo but it never got made
The dream fades as we’re laughing and just generally chit-chatting on the front porch

Fragment

I am in a music store that seems to be having some special release party
It’s locked to the general public and we’re all vibing inside
There are maybe a dozen people and I only recognize a couple
Christina Ricci is sitting in the corner with some friends
The dream fades with the general murmur of layered small talk and chill music playing

11/27/20

I am with mark weins
He is a swinger with some norwegians
He wears pink lace underwear

2069
I am on a layover in texas, Ben asks if we can hang out before my next flight, I agree.
He picks me up and we drive back to his parents house without notice.
When we get to his house he gives me a small black electronic device I do not recognize. It kind of looks like a small digital camera with a display on the back and buttons on top but I don't know how to turn it on.

The house is incredibly large with hundreds of rooms and a grand foyer which has been extensively decorated for Christmas. Multiple floors overlook the entrance room with many hallways coming from various directions. It is reminiscent of the house from Home Alone only it is cartoonishly large.

I gather that this is mostly Ben's family and extended family. Only there are almost a hundred people scattered about running their own unique intentions saying goodbyes and everyone seems to be in a hurry. I gather that the adults are dropping off their kids of various ages and they are all going on some adult outing together.

I do not recognize anyone, everyone is quite comfortable and I get the impression this is a yearly occurrence for everyone involved. The kids all form their own little friendship groups as if they were being dropped at summer camp. No one recognizes me and I don't even see his parents anywhere.

I was traveling and forgot what time I needed to be back at the airport. I do not have my ticket but remember I had a picture of it on my phone. Looking at the time I realized my layover was only 45 minutes and I have been in this house much longer than that. I was somewhat anxious but am now resigned to the realization I have missed my flight and now am only looking for Ben.

Walking up stairs and checking hallways I decide to start walking into rooms, they are all different shapes with different groups of people in them having their own little social gatherings. I lean against a large papasan chair that has a smooth leather jacket hanging on the side. As soon as I do a smug looking short haired blonde teenager appears and immediately starts chastising me for wrinkling his perfectly smooth leather jacket. He points to me as I am wearing my members only jacket and insults me saying I wouldn't care because I'm already wearing a wrinkled leather jacket. I'm inclined to agree. I move along.

I understand that there are going to be 50+ people all staying in this house in various rooms scattered all about. Only the adults were leaving one by one couple by couple out the grand entrance, assuming they are all congregating in front of the house for their adventure. I do not know where they are going but they are all excited to leave their kids and the kids are apathetic/happy to be with their friends.

I cannot find Ben anywhere, like no where no where. Always new rooms new couches new arrangements of kids of all ages 18-5 having their own little gatherings scattered about. I wander around for almost an hour looking for him to no avail.

Things are starting to not make sense as I don't recognize technology or even the styles of most people. It occurs to me I may be out of my time. I ask some kids what year it is and they are just laughing at me thinking I am kidding. That there is no way someone doesn't know what year it is at Christmas time. Finally someone says it's the year 2069. I am somewhat flabbergasted. I have no idea how I have slipped out of my time again. But I am welcome to the adventure.

There are still some adults here and there saying goodbye to their kids. I notice a somewhat concerned couple saying goodbye to their children and assuring each other that everything will be fine and they will be back in no time. They are dressed somewhat bohemian and I feel a comradery with their style. Most of the parents are ritzy and done up like they are at a formal Christmas party, like upper class glitzy styles and too many conflicting expensive perfumes.

I see an older gentleman come out of a door to the grande entrance and I think at first it is Ben's father. Only his face looks like Caesar. I extend my hand and tell him it's good to see him again and it's been too long. He doesn't know who I am but shakes my hand anyway. I wonder if my hand is dry or sweaty from the hurried walking around this expansive house.

I finally see Ben up some stairs walking a girl with mocha skin up more stairs and to his loft getaway. I gather he has been avoiding everyone and I am somewhat frustrated I have missed my flight and have been wandering around for the better part of an hour in another time, confused as hell. His loft has a large balcony overlooking the city below. It is a cartoonishly large futuristic and detailed city, with purples and greens and blues and yellow hues to the buildings. I now definitely know I am out of my time.

I am standing on the rail looking out to the view just taking it all in when he approaches me to my side and stands by the rail next to me. He asks if I've ever seen anything like it before. I say yes, it's exactly like the city I saw in my dreams a couple nights ago. He is taken aback but not entirely surprised. There is a girl sitting on cushions behind us who is the girl he was leading up here. She is confused at our conversation. I remember that he left me in the beginning so I start into some great tirade exclaiming my frustration with him. I take off my jacket and I have no clothes on underneath. I have no shame but I am yelling at him that I have been lost, and out of place, and I have no clothes, and I missed my flight, and I have no idea how I got to 2069. The girl with him is bashful at my appearance and several people walk by gawking while I am going on my monologue. I am unphased in noticing them as I am always comfortable nude. He assures me he can get me to Denver quickly. I look off the balcony, there are multi hot air balloons in various shapes and colours, I joking say Oh you're gonna fly us there in a balloon!? He smiles knowingly and responds that if I had left with his dad we could fly the blimp.
'Noah?' I hear, and I am awake.

Thankfully!
Finally had a wonderful string of lucids last night/ this morning! SO AMAZING
it has been well over a month since any clear lucidity was had. And finally 3-4 times just in one night I was able to become lucid in dreamscape! Whew what a rush, I don't even know where to begin. Most certainly these arose from increased reality checks, my plan to teach as many people as possible to reality check while awake. Though in my dream I never did my rehearsed check. It was always realized by either lack of gravity or something being out of place that cued my awareness.
Every time I realized I was in a dream I was focused on jumping great distances, running as fast as I could and jumping miles at a time. I was so exhilarated the majority of the dreams I was just laughing hysterically. Of course I wasn't content with just the speed and agility, I am bound by no physical perimeters! I am going to fly! So I took to the sky, traveling fast and slow I traversed from city to city, eventually crossing the globe. The feeling was so exquisite! Several times during the dream I thought to myself, "This is why dreaming rocks, need more!"
Completely amazed at the ongoing experience the excitement dulled my lucidity in place of dreamplot. Several times I would "Snap back" into the reality that I was dreaming and continue exploring. I feel as though I spent a prolonged time in the dream realm, noting that I had been dreaming for a while whilst in one of the last dreams. My recall has been below par recently so the details escape me. But the experience far rejuvenates my desire to rejoin the non-physical.
Here's to many more, clearer, longer, and more insightful adventures