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Password: "salt"

Hipnapop

Squarish chunks of colour moving towards me with spaces inbetween like in an invisible soft tube. Out in space not inside fluid or underground. 12:44pm Sat 6-Oct-12.

As I happily became aware that I was having a hipnapop (waking image) I got the word "Salt".

Wow- just got up and started puting a sock on my right foot and there is a indigo bruise under my big toe nail. That immediately made me remember a dream snipet from last night:

I was picking at my big toe nail because in the dream it was way-too-long and dry. Then the whole big toe nail peeled-off painlessly (oops). No pain or discomfort and as I poked, cuiously at the my big toe where the nail should be, it was only soft for a second. It was hardening up quickly.

Wow my dreaming brain informed me last night that I was loosing a big toe nail but not to worry because there would be no pain and it would harden-up again in no time.

(I have diabetic neuropathy in feet. Thats why I don't remember bumping my toe hard enough to bruise under the nail.) I am thrilled that my brain informed me before I saw it, wow.

OH! Had a supremely rare short lucid last night. DILD. Wanted to cross a road and my body slowly lifted and I was winding in the air slowely, like a snake. Then I thought I can't fly so I'm dreaming. I didn't feel excited because I remembered that this kind of thing had happened several times before in my long lifetime but never last long. Then I thought I should be brave and float in front of an oncoming car since I was dreaming and therefore coulden't get hurt. As I was floating toward an oncoming car I slowely landed then lost lucidity and continued the dream not knowing that I was dreaming (or not careing).

Felt more like a little lucid gift more than a successfull personal attempt.

23

A monk threw a hat over a 23. Befor that a monk opens a big barn door. The sunlight casts a light shadow in the darkness on the floor. Little wrinkly balls roll( with curiosity) into the shdow of light to look at me then timidly roll into the safe anonimity of the darkness of the barn.

Then that monk throws his dark, round, wide hat over the 23 in the light shadow in the barn.

After breakfast I got a happy stream of thoughts. I,ll win lotto then set up my sacred beach mandalla dream synchronicity game.
I will not pay for hits but participation. But don't too excited yet cos I got to win lotto first.

That monk (non verbally, through emotional energy) is communicating that "by 2014 have happy paid-participants rearing to go."

I might have hundreds chomping-at-the-bit in the starting-stalls for the opening race.

And they're off.

Instructions:

Look at Henry Reeds mandalla

Go to sleep

Wake

Record any hipnagogs, dream snippets, hipnapops and tune running through your head on waking.

Post

Then I will keep an eye on the 6-o-clock news and post anything that corrosponds to what you posted.

Note: no possibility of cheating cos it ain't happened yet, like the sharks and the biggest earth quake recorded.

http://www.dreamviews.com/f19/dream-...loaded-123389/

I was at a computerscreen and talking to BF. He said "You have a camera?" I said "Yes, I click here and I see on screen the camera view of my (shod) foot, then I can move my foot to the right onto a peddle and that brings up the screen I want".

Then I was clicking the "close" butten (X) at the top left of screen but a little pop-up kept almost covering it. I was wiggling the mouse and saying "why does that keep happening?" then I could keep closing screens (windows).

I said "a lot of ad windows have automatically opened".

At that piont there was a tap-tap on my (real) bedroom window so I called out "I'm coming".

I got up, grabbed my bathrobe, went out, unlocked the front door, stuck my head out but no one.was there. Came back to my room and it was only 8:40pm Tues 4-Sept.

Lastnight I didn't get a remembered dream so no "number".

There doesn't appear to be a "number" in this (nap) dream that the window tap-tap woke me from but I will say that the third "number" drawn will be the "tap-tap" on my real window that woke me. So I choose "02".

So that is (42, 16, 2) so far.

Yesterday I woke to a hipnapopic image of a carousel and one pretty horsey had the number 42.

This morning I wake from dreams of owner/trainer at a bright CityGym (next to World Gym now Your World gym). I'm doing reps of sixteen.

So

On the 22nd of this month the megadraw's first number is 43 the second number is 16.

Last nights dream of 16 reps got me thinking of everyone here at the old Dream Gym "Saltcube". So I will do this experiment here on Saltcube.

Vague waking image of a chidrens carousel and a number on a pretty horsey on the merry-go-round. 42

I wasn't going to record my last waking image but it happened again after my nap and just now it happened after dinner, while awake, so maybe I should log it.

15 hours ago when I first woke up at about 8am this morning (Monday 27-August-2012) I saw a happy chubby old-man-baby. It might have been toddling towards me but it was too young to walk. It was kind of standing but it was too young to stand.

It had a happy, fresh, old man's face. The hipnapopic image was very bright and when my focus lifted from the unusual old man baby I realised the were three of them. They were identicle.

Although the hipnapop was bright and happy I felt mad (angry-annoyed) at it and that's why I didn't want to remember or record it.

Password: healthy longevity?

Running Horse 10 hours worth (hahahah)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?annotat...&v=9HcyagL7Ujw


I went to sleep trying to affirm:

“Because “U” love me
every thing is perfect in my world
and I am always prepared
thank you, thank you.”

I woke and my last dream was an hypnagogic image of a large black face looking to me in an open way. The large black head was on a naked, crouched oddly small male body. Then I got the world “homunculus” then this Youtube began playing in my mind (hahaah) so I knew I had to get to an Internet cafe and post.

It is now 1:25pm Thursday 23-Aug-2012 and I woke at about 11am.
sO

password is "Homunculus"

False awakening

Woke and there was a slim bird flying in my bedroom. My bedroom was too big but I took that for granted.

I wanted to catch the lovely little bird to release it. The beautiful little bird began flying slowly so I could reach out and take it from the air.

It didn't struggle. It felt lovely to gently hold. I brought it to my body so it would feel safer.

I opened my bedtoom door, walked down the boarding house hallway to the courtyard. I held you up (Linkzelda) and you flew in an lovely slowmotion-way onto the clothesline.

You kind of went smaller. I have never seen that type of bird before.

I was awake and thinking about that lovely false awakenkng dream when I realised it was you.

It is now 11:11 am here now. (Thursday 16-August-2012).

It's 7:02 am here and I just woke with the image of a man taking a large pet crocodile (8ft long and very musclly) for a walk through a jungle, on a lead, like a dog. I was behind them so no fear of huge crocodile for me. Got to put it in dream journal and pasword thread later.

Now it's 9pm (same day) Wed 15-Aug-12. I joined Linkzelda's password experiment.

I am lazy but I am honest. I find incubation and intending too much trouble. So, I am not going to think about finding Linkzelda's passeord or finding winning numbers for Waking Nomad or anything. I will just listen to my breathing and heartbeat as I drop-off. I won't even hope to remember a dream. But if I do I will see if I can find any numbers for Waking Nomad or a password for Linkzelda.

They say that as we go through our sleep cycles we enter and leave emptyness (total death) several times. But we do it without awarness so we miss the opportunity to permanently drop connection to what we are not.

I want to die. I have wanted is since I was an infant. As an infant I offten hoped I would never wake up.

The dream below is from sivison's old thread called:

http://www.dreamviews.com/f19/experi...5/#post1860668

This dream reveals my deepest wish (to die).

Originally Posted by debrajane

(...)

I slept and drempt well last night.

It is 8:33 am Tuesday 14-Feb-2012 here now.

Had nice smooth dreams but the one I liked best was:

I saw a notice inviting folk to a meet of some sort. I went to the place willing to wait, even sleep in the wet, (with rain or dew) grass til other folk turned up.

When they did they were humans but unusual looking.

Like beautiful hand-carved living wooden statues. Every move was extremely beautiful and perfectly poised. But totally natural, as in, they had been highly routinized and highly self-disciplined monks and nuns for a single life of thousands of years with thousands of happy years of highly routinized and highly self-disciplined life yet to live.

Their prayers and meditations were non verbal, it was all gentle movement and body language and facial expression.

Together we went places.

Gently teleporting, smoothly, imperceptiblty. We were just there quickly and quietly.

At the last place, before I woke, I stood beside this cool silent monk in a forrest on the side of hills. I was aware of standing beside him as I desired to also be a yellow orb.*

Then I was a yellow orb of gentle energy.

I wanted to (metaphorically) die.

So, as an orb, I rose a mile or two, slowely, into the air, with reverent gratitude.

Then Gently and greatfully descended untill I touched the juicy topsoil of this sacred place and merged, formlessly.

Then I wanted to keep descending to the dark. molten and hard core of this divine planet but the quiet monk silently seemed to encourage me to consider remaining in the organic and alive, juicy, life-giving topsoil.

Then I gently woke up.

*

Sole fish

Dream Snippet. Caught bus sat on single swival seat near back of bus at left-hand side window. Folks gasped in (almost) protest and the guy in the seat in front said a low "aww" as if I shouldn't take that seat. But I was'nt and didn't feel rejected.

Also my seat was a single where-as the others were in normal double bus seats. No one could sit next to me.

Next Dream snippet I was in small food court with people from bus. One food stall had strange chocolates but the chocolate stall man also sold grilled fish at the the right-side end of his stall. He was interested in me buying from him. He looked a bit like a pencil sketch.

I went to a table with a couple of people from the buss. I told them about the nice (cold) grilled sole and that I will have that. (end of dream).

I read you post at about 1am (my time) where you said:

Originally Posted by Windhover@

Welcome DebraJane! Thank you for participating

I think you should be in New Zealand group because you're in GMT -9:30? Correct me if I'm wrong, I'm not good at calculating stuff lol

I was already in bed thinking of hooking-up with you guys (Windhover, Atras, Juroara, The danknight, thebeastofold, Lmrhone and Abra. Oh, and Sydney) so after I put the phone down I thought "relax and stop incubating, Any Dream Will Do".

But it looks like I hopped on your dream buss and as I sat down you guys knew I'd caught the wrong bus. But I rode along with you any way cos my intention (incubation) was set and I was too sleepy to stop it. (hehehe)

Later today I will try and find the New Zealand group. Bye-bye.

Here I am, world. I hooe the pic of our sender (MindRaker) copies. It might helo me focus as I incubate a dream in which the password is revealed. Cross fingers.

Yay

Ok, woke from dream but soon realised that dream was pointing to a dream syncronicity target.

So, I will record dream on my flicker account when I take target photo (1)

Then when the games begin in the spring I'll have the first target (...)

See post 44 on WakingNomad's thread called "I see a bunch of BS"

The dream briefly:

I get off bus in a suburb. I strain my eyes a bit to see further than the (visual) horizon. As I try to see further than I naturally can, I see the sea beyond the town.

Once I get a focus on the sea it comes closer or I get physically to the sea.

Now I walking on low sand dunes looking at a deep blue ocean. It's short waves are quite rough and choppy but there is no white.

Then I notice people in there. And some are coming out and some are going in so it aint rough at all. Looks can be decieving.

I pass SOMETHING (hahaha) the target.

The the darkblue, blue water surgess forward. Then a surges forward again. No one is afraid. I sit. It surgess again and I say to the swimers "the surging tide will stop there".

We all know it will stop at the target so there is no fear.

Then the dream changed and I felt sexy. (EoD).

Steps in the garden
Chess in the garden
By lobsang rampa

Woke at 6am from dream where I was in a reading room. I tilted my head to read the jacket of a hard back copy of a book some one was reading. It was titled " walk in the garden" by Lobsang.

But as I woke the dream faded so fast that I wasn't sure I got it right. As I was wondering if I had got the title right I got a hipnapop of a small dark gray-green plasic figurine of a big square-chested robot warrior with a human face and the thought "chess-piece.

So, maybe the book I was straining to see the title of was:

Chess in the garden.

This is my first dream for my experiment of dreaming of future news.

Dreamed 1st/2nd of July (now) for 1st/2nd of January 2013.

In dreamed I was with old friends walking through the old familia dream mansion in the the familia dream property and favorite (dream), geograohical location. I was me (52 year old woman) but (in dream) I imagined a little boy of 6ish, spontainiously, bust-out of my old body, run down to the beatiful blue-grean swimming pool and jump in.

Seconds later when I got to where the pool was, the pool was gone. There was a new bitumin road with just a fresh white outline where the pool once was.

Then I noticed the familia hill in front of me was changed. My memory remembers a a brightly lit rocky grey hill with a great view of a town below (on other side). Now the hill is lovely and emerald grean with lush grass and the view on the otherside is rural.

I wake disappionted and sad.

What happened to the way it was?

Later I realized it was now (here in Adelaide) Sat the last day of June. TONIGHT I start dreaming of 1213.

Wow! I might have missed that.

Tonight I incubate as I drop-off the sleep:

"Now (tonight) I dream about the 1st day of 2013."