Kaizen

Tuesday,3rd of September 2014

Moon Cycle: 54% Illuminated (First Quarter) in Sagittarius (8 days old)

Tarot Card of the Day: Two of Pentacles

Mayan Calender Date: Blue Galactic Hand


This DILD occoured in the latter REM cycles before a WBTB,using MILD.
The duration of sleep was approximately 6 hours from 11:45pm until 5:45am.
Manta used: "Tonight I will have lucid dreams, and I will remember them."


Colour code: Non - Lucid
Lucid


I found myself on the 3rd floor of a enormous brightly lit airport resembling Dubai International with my Mother and Russel Brand.
We are in transit, and Russel has just smuggled a small portion of drugs onto and off of the plane, mule style.
There's frantic activity all around us as we and many others wait impatiently for the two large metal lifts to descend through the transparent glass shafts to transport us to the roof, where the airport departure runway lays.

Suddenly the lights start to flicker and a piercingly loud siren sounds. I look up through wide adrenalized eyes at the transparent shaft where the lifts now shake, shudder and gyrate up down and side to side violently, with the people shrieking and screaming inside...presumably in pain.
Chaos erupts, and everyone begins to panic...many running around as a headless chickens would.

"They have control of the power supply!" a middle aged woman shouts at the top of her lungs, trembling in fear.
I can hear the poor souls in the lift crying loudly in agony for someone to switch the power off.
I echo their pleads and begin to shout the same.
"Turn the power OFF!!!!"

"Shut the f'ck up!There's nothing we can do....Run for your lives!",a security guard hollers.

I grab my quivering mothers by the hand and we begin to run toward a large convenience store where I catch sight of a green emergency exit symbol hanging overhead.
I notice that I'm unable to pick up pace and my stride length remains short as I attempt to sprint faster,albeit unsuccessfully. (Dreamsign)

The omnipresent bolt of lucidity strikes me, and an immediate calm percolates the entire dreamscape.
I turn to my mom and a she possesses a golden luster which radiates outward like some sort of halo. A modest smile creeps into the corners of her mouth. I feel a tremendous relief and give her a kiss on the forehead.
I remain calm and decide not to perform ant dream stabilization technique since my visual field is acceptably vivid*.
I examine the surrounding dreamscape. We stand in bright cavernous passage, with the beige tiles gleaming and shining squeaky clean beneath our feet.
Many empty craft and clothing stores line the left and right hand side, displaying their products through large square glass windows.
The emergency exit lay at the very end of the passage,inside a large convenience store.
A closed liquor store was located directly to my right,and outside stood a medium sized circular metal trash can.

I recalled the Task of the month and expected to find a fortune cookie beneath the trash can, which I did.
I unwrapped the small cookie from its thin transparent plastic cover and broke it in half to reveal a stone/tan colored piece of folded paper.
Unfolding the paper proved to be rather difficult and, to my dismay,revealed nothing but a blank surface.
Then, on closer inspection, strange symbols and words seemed to magically transcribe themselves onto the sheet...similar to the invisible ink scene in Harry Potter.
I could only compare the inscriptions having a resemblance to a combination of Greek,Arabic and Hieroglyphs.
Similar but not identical.

I discarded the paper and figured i'd try again, looking in the same spot.
Lo and behold I found second specimen, and upon opening I had the same experience with the magical emergence of the text.
This time it was in English.

"BROMIOIDE",I uttered out loud.(Pronounced BRO-MEE-OH-IDE)
I turned the sheet over, hoping to find a meaning.

As I focused on the opposite blank side "PZ33" slowly manifested itself, surrounded by a rectangular border
It then faded away as quickly as it appeared.
I began to chant the word and letter-digit combination out aloud in order to ingrain it into my pre-frontal cortex so I could remember it in waking life.

The story doesn't end there, an I continue into a fairly fun and abstract adventure,leading to an abrupt false awakening through a dream meditation...more of which i'll post in Part 2.

Very excited to have completed my first TOTM
Whoohoo!

Monday,1st September 2014

Moon Cycle: 38% illuminated moving from Scorpio to Saggitarius

Tarot Card of the Day: King of Cups

Mayan Day: White Resonant Worldbridger

Dream

After WBTB from 07:20--->08:49

I find myself in a Dutch style house on a cliff face overlooking the dark green choppy sea.
The weather is gloomy outside and several greyish black clouds lie overhead.
In the room with me is my cousin,Jared.
I sit reading an article in the local newspaper which reports on a visionary artist getting credit for her dance floor decorations at BOOM festival in Portugal.
The picture in the article has many blue-indigo/purple fractal psychedelic backdrops with omnipresent 3rd eyes decorating the the stretchy material that the artist painted on. She stands next to her work smiling proudly.
I recognize a beautiful tall blonde tribal looking girl in the photo standing next to her.(false memory)

"Hey Jared, isn't this Mandy in the photo here?"I ask,as he comes over to check.
"Yep that's her,she's living at my house right now with Kim in the extra bedroom!",he replies excitedly.
"Wow that's awesome, she's such a gorgeous tantric goddess" I say, surprised by his statement,and hiding my streak of envy.

We decide that we want to go for a walk, but can't seem to make up our minds where to.
I suggest we go up to the caves on the cliff face as they are't too far away.
I open the front door and notice the grey clouds have turned black. There's a slight drizzle and looks as though it may turn into a full blown thunderstorm any minute.

"Hey man,it's raining outside...we can't go!"I shout through the door as he is still inside.
"No way!"he bellows back at me.
I feel kind of relieved as i wasn't to keen on the hike anyway.

Upon entering the house I cast my gaze through the glass sliding room door at the back of the house and see something absolutely amazing.

"Look outside! Its some kind of super rainbow!",I exclaim.
We both both gaze with mouths agape in wonder at the mutant rainbow. It looked as though 5 rainbows where alchemically squashed into one.The color spectrum was abnormally pronounced.

And that's when it struck me...Am i dreaming?
For some reason I chose a unorthodox reality check, and one i never use, trying to reaching out and grab the rainbow like Mr Stretch. I was successful and my arm stretched out of the suede green button up jacket that I wore, toward the quintuple rainbow.

The rush of lucid hit me and everything seemed to be fading quickly.
I began to rub my hands frantically and shout "Clarity now",although no enhancement was evident.
I also noticed that I could barely feel my hands, and it was if they where dead.
As all began to fade to black i decided to go for my last resort.I remember reading somewhere that falling backward can transport you to a new dreamscape. I did so, and I immediately plunged into darkness.
It felt as if my astral body was slammed back into my real body and felt as though i was lying in bed.
I kept my eyes closed and soon came to the realization it could be a false awakening.And it was indeed.

I felt as though I was being dragged by my legs while lying on my back and sensed a presence in the room with me.
I kept my eyes shut, fearing I would wake up if I opened them,and maintained a calm awareness on the bodily sensations which now turned from dragging/pulling to a vibration with accompanied loud sound.
The sensations started to fade so i decided to slowly opened my eyes.
Then something weird happened.
It was as if i opened my eyes to a brand new dreamscape,but only caught a small glimpse of it.
I can barely recall what it looked like, just a quick flash.

Then another "set" of eyes opened and i found myself in my bed lying on my left hand side back in my bedroom in waking reality. (I think...forgot to perform another reality check haha )

Friday,29th August 2012

Moon Cycle: 14% illuminated waxing crescent in Libra

Tarot Card: 2 of wands

Mayan Calender: Blue Self- Existing Night
Dream:

I found myself in the red rocky mountains that had a resemblance to places in the grand canyon.
An old Apache Indian chief lead us toward a huge orangy red mesa-like mountain.On the cliff face of the mountain many abstract colourful art paterrns where painted.
Two scientists followed closely, although they where more of a pain than anything else.They continuously complained about the heat and how much further we had to go. I prefered staying close to the Apache shaman that lead us, listening to his stories and wisdom of the solar system and our planets, namely Pluto.

At the top of the mountain was where we where to do a shamanic vision quest ceremony,the first night consuming blessed tobacco and then moving onto other psychedelic medicines.
The walk soon turned into a climb, when we where faced with the shear cliff face with practically vertical stairs upon it.When we reached the top there was a small hatch to climb through.Once through a small concrete covered room lay,with the view of the azure sky.
I felt rather guilty as i forgot to tell the scientists to bring blankets and warm clothing,the nights where going to get cold.

I find myself in a location where I usually vacation with family and friends called the Widerness.
My Father and I walk back to the communal house I which we have rented.He shows me his Gold Credit card which seems to be in bad condition.Wax and dirt coat the plastic.
I tell my Dad not to leave the credit card in the communal house in fear that the domestic worker, and elderly Indian man might capitalize and steal it.
"Don't worry, I can sense he's a good chap" my Dad replies.
I'm surprised by my Dads positivety.

We enter the long grey room in the house and find the Indian man washing dishes and making tea in the far corner.
He offers us the bright yellow tea in mugs and we accept.
My Dad blatantly tells him its horrible tasting and returns the mug.
I feel sorry for the man, and embarrassed at my Dads words although i soon reflected and realize he was being honest..the tea did have a foul taste.
The Indian man leaves seemingly nonreactive to the statement looking fresher than when he arrived.
My Dad and i then begin to clean the dbris and wax off of his credit card.

I arrive at home after the wave pool incident to find my cousin, Blake, levitating while in full lotus meditation in the entrance of my room.
I try not to disturb him and tip-toe to the lounge. On the centre wooden table i see a collage made with all of my pictures from when i used to live in Portugal.
"What a lovely surprise present"i think to myself..

Blake soon enters the lounge and we begin to watch some intense big wave surf footage of Kelly Slater,who films using a go pro strapped to his board so you are able to see from his perspective as he is tube riding.

It's almost as if i am right there with the surfers,hovering over them from a 3rd person helicopter perspective.
"Kelly Slater is an amazing athlete,the sporting world completely underrates him.he's the Tiger Woods of surfing!"

As the worlds leave my mouth I float in this "3rd person perspective over a exotic string of islands in a turquoise blue ocean.
On the islands i see an immaculate golf course.

Thursday28th August 2014

Moon Cycle: 7% illuminated Waxing crescent moving from Virgo to Libra

Tarot Card of Day: Queen of Swords

Mayan Calender: White Electric Wind

Dream

I was frustrated and feeling slightly annoyed. Who wouldn't be, after being told that you have to pay for the food at a funeral service. At first i thought it to be some kind of sick joke to play at a funeral, but after my uncle confirmed i put the keish/cottage pie down and left the half hexagon lecture the ceremony was taking place.

(Scene change):
I find myself in an artificial wave pool in the centre a city that could be New York.
A golden sandy artificial beach lines the shore, and fake rocks built into a wall create a surrounding perimeter.

There's a small crowd out in the water and and mind my own business,duck-diving waves and catching the ones I can.
My balance is wobbly, and I attribute this to not having surfed for a while. There's a few self conscious thoughts floating around in my head,worrying about how i look while I'm on the wave.
Suddenly from the far wall of the wave pool I see many old high school "friend"s trying to throw rocks directly at me!
"Get off of our turf!"they shout
Angered by this, I'm overcome by the urge to pull the middle finger at them, but think twice.There's many of them,and one of me.
Another real friend gets close to me from the wall and tells me to ignore them.
Shortly after, the entire pool is drained of water. It was now apparently the kids under thirteens chance to surf,and everyone was to leave the water.

Wednesday,27 August 2014

Moon Cycle: 3% illuminated waxing Cresent in Virgo

Tarot of the day: 8 of swords

Mayan calender: Red Lunar Dragon

Dream:

I stand in the very front of the dance floor where the stage is lit up red and indigo at a big festival in Goa,India.
My good Indian friend,Shai, happened to be DJing. He played some deep fractal psychedelic trance.
Another friend, Samantha, encouraged me to try to hula hoop. I prefer Poi but think "what the heck" and give it a go.
I managed to do a couple of moves without looking completely retarded.

My cellphone starts vibrating and ringing in my pocket. It's Penelope from South Portugal.
I scurry into a quiet corner shop away from the chaos, examining the weird latex party masks and translucent glowing gum boots while answering the phone and speaking to her.
"I'm in Goa!I wanna meet up with you!",She exclaims.
"Sure I'm available right now,come to this party I'm at",I reply.
"Umm actually i forgot, I can't right now because the forum post didn't get enough hits, but your cousin is somewhere close by so maybe you can meet with her instead.",she hungs up.

Confused by the odd phone call ,I simply shrug it off.

Soon after I get a message from my Ex-girlfriend asking if I posted something on her Facebook wall.
"Not that I remember",I text in return.
I go check her profile directly after my reply and notice she has new photos with her bf plastered all over her wall from the "crocodile dundee" camping trip the just went on, next to the same river where I attended the Rainbow Gathering.
I could feel a slight spark,a tinge of jealousy ignite in my chest.

When I walked out of the party store the dream scene had changed slightly. A large yellow roller coaster stood at the forefront of my vision.
All my friends where jumping on and signaled for me to do the same as it would set off soon.
I sprinted to the very back seat and made it just in time.
As the roller coaster jolted into motion I began putting the seatbelt on, and to my dismay mine didn't clip into place. It was broken!
We began to lurch forward up the steep incline to where a sheer drop lay.I shouted for it to stop but the ride continued slowly upward to the summit.
I figured my best bet would be to hold on for dear life.

Luckily,the ride was fairly tame,and from what i can remember i managed to not fall out of the seat.

I looked at various sites on the internet for plane tickets to South America while lying on a double bed. Next to me a loud, plump quintessential Spanish woman with black hair,a corset top and black knickers on knelt beside me. I could sense a male presence in the room. She started ranting in Spanish,something about "poquito".
I returned the banter with a couple Portuguese phrases like "tash Fish,Ta bong,toet beng".
I watched as the computer visualization on the screen was flying (or was I??) over the Earth and started moving through the depths of the Amazon jungle.
I observed entranced.

(Scene change)
I sat in a toilet cubicle with Brandon,and old friend,while he showed me the new cellphone designs.
He then takes a medium sized onion out of his pocket and proceeds to cut it in half with a sharp knife.
According to him this was the new telephonic device of choice.

Monday, 25th August 2014

Moon Cycle:New Moon in Virgo

Tarot card of the Day: Ace of Cups

Mayan Calender:Blue Cosmic Storm

Nostril less blocked on awakening: Right (Masculine,left brain,logical/analytical)

This dream occoured on the start of the New Moon on Monday when my girlfriend,myself and two other friends (another couple) decided to hike up one of the nearby mountains and camp out in a secluded cave for a night of shamanism and star-gazing.

As the clear,still night fell we all consumed a small amount of plant medicines in the form of a tea (San Pedro and Psilocybin).
The effects where felt, although very mild.
We made a fire and began telling stories,playing music and chanting before falling asleeping just before the crack of dawn.


Dream:

I'm speeding through a city which resembles my hometown on my black Enfield motorbike, still on the initial lucidity realization high. I feel confident and invincible...there seems no reason to stabilize the dream.
(ln retrospect I should have, as I only maintained a surface level of lucidity)

I weaved through traffic, knocking pedestrians and cars to pieces knowing that no real bodily harm could transpire.
Or could it?
I asked myself the question while taking a particularly long and wide corner and the mental doubt caused the tires to slip from under me .
I began to slide with my right leg being dragged underneath the bike.

Swiftly I jumped up and let my bike continue to slide away while i scurried to my feet.
"it's just a dream,its just a dream...",I reminded myself.

There was a feeling of angst that the dream was about to end, which caused my behavior to become erratic and crazy to say the least.
Even though I was conscious and somewhat lucidly aware,it was as if my primal male instincts took over and I was observing my dream body on auto pilot.

I saw a frozen yogurt cafe on the sidewalk where I just had crashed and sprinted into it in a frenzy.
Jumping over the counter where various cakes and sweets where displayed, i proceeded to stuff as many flavors of frozen yogurt in my mouth using the cooling dispensers which lay along the far wall.

"What are you doing?",the cashier shouts from across the other end of the room.
"Whatever I want!" I reply in a commanding tone.

I double take at the cashier and notice she is extremely attractive.
Curly brunette hair ,deep brown eyes,olive skin, curvaceous body and full lips.

My "cave-man" mentality at the time gets the better of me and I grab her by the arm and pull her into the back room.
Strangely she complied without any resistance.
The erotica that ensued was very intense,fast paced and primal...with ripping off clothes, loud shouts and groans and the collision of sweaty bodies... often being thrown around the room.

Then she uttered something in my ear...
"Remember what you are here for...."
I was struck by a sudden clarity and lucidity again.
"The dream task!"I exclaimed.
I left the sexual escapades in the back room and ran outside.

Many dream characters where sitting on the sidewalk in the sunshine drinking around round white tables.
I took a seat at one of them and asked a chubby short man to tell me a foreign word and its meaning.
He replied in something that sounded similar to Spanish.
I then asked a middle aged lady sitting adjacent to him the same question,and she replied in what I could make out to be a French accent.

Upon awakening I was unable to recall the words or their meaning...only the unique accents in which the DC's spoke.
Arg.

Almost!

Friday ,22nd August 2014

Moon Cycle: 10% illuminated Waning cresent moving from Cancer to Leo (27) Days Old

Tarot Card of the Day: 6 of Wands

Mayan Calender: Yellow Planetary Wind

Right nostril more open upon awakening(Masculine,logical,analytical left brain)

Dream

I find myself in a long,wide,sterile and empty corridor.
I somehow instinctively know that its a hospital, after passing a parallel corridor that is more populated with people that appear to be patients.
The walls are purple and the windows are encased in a grey concrete frame.e i
Standing in the empty corridor i become lucid. I figure i must have just completed a habitual reality check,as nothing seemed seemed to extra-ordinary for me to come to this realization otherwise.

The usual rush of butterflies and excitement floods my system and i managed to hold on as the initial incline lucidity high passes.
I look at my hands and rub them to stabilize the lucidity,shouting out "I am aware" to anchor.

Having no DC's around to test the task of the month on (asking them to tell you a word in another language and its meaning),I begin to run to the more populated corridor that I was in before my lucidity struck.

Suddenly I seel that everything is fading. I get a strange sensation that my astral body is being pried and pulled out of my dream body.

I decide to surrender to the peculiar phenomenon, thinking I may get another task if a False Awakening occurs.
I experience some vertigo/ washing machine effect and boom...I end up in my bed.

I figured that I may have lost lucidity in the surrender as i didn't bother to RC,and had no recollection thereafter.

Saturday, 17th August

Moon: 62% illuminated waning gibbous (21 days old) in Taurus

Tarot of the Day: Knight of Pentacles

Mayan 13 Moon Calender Date: White Self Existing Dog

Nostril open on awakening: Left (feminine side/right brain)

Dream:

A sprawling Florentine city lay before Matt and I.
(Matt is one of my best friends,although we do not see each other anymore as he lives overseas)
We explore the Tuscan city fully prepared up with our backpacks and camping gear.There seemed to be a reason for us to avoid authority on every occasion that they appeared.Why I do not know

The was an electric charged energy of festivities that lingered in the air,and there many females paraded around the narrow streets dressed entirely in white.
Woman's day perhaps?

We reach an empty silo made of large off-beige coloured bricks. Inside we find many thin wooden poles that have their one end firmly concreted into the wall, with the other side protruding outward. We glanced at each other and I can telepathically tell we're both thinking the same thing...
Monkey bars!
My conscious perspective shifts to the 3rd person and I watch Myself and Matt climb and swing from one pole to the next,slipping a couple of times but saving ourselves with a swift grab and grasp on the lower poles.

I find myself in a big open plaza with my black Royal Enfield motorbike,the same one I had when travelling around India.
A group of excited and most likely intoxicated middle aged ladies are celebrating in a big white double decker bus with the roof removed about 30 metres to my left.Shortly after, they exit the plaza in a frenzied blur.

There's a cold breeze out, so I lay along the length of the long motorbike seat and cover myself with a blanket.
Jenna,a petite girl with blonde dreadlocks and piercing blue eyes approaches from behind to chat with me. I can immediatly sense the attraction between us and I invite her to come join me under the covers.
She surveys the parking lot anxiously, and I can see her think twice about my offer, but eventually she obliges.
We begin to talk about how body warmth is the best thing to keep warm in this cold weather. This was just small talk as the fondling began to escalate, with me spooning her tightly from behind.
I stop.I know this is wrong.I know that she has a boyfriend, and a child with the same man. Guilt grabs continue hold of my gut and my primal nature is unhappily halted.
Jennas initial reluctancey of joining me made complete sense.

We continue to chat about bland surface layer topics without the previous sexual aura, yet i know that she began asking herself question.
"Why did he stop?Surely i made it clear what I wanted by jumping under the covers with him??"

Later, around the lunch table, I see her boyfriend sitting with a black beanie covering his long hair... and his smiling eyes greet me. I act as if nothing has happened.

The plaza now seemed to be a full on festival,and in the corner of my eye I see my parents,looking startled and out of place.
I decide to give them some pure MDMA to ease their anxieties.
"What the hell is this??",my mother asks worryingly.
"Just trust me and take it.", I tell her as I break the large pinkish-white crystal into two pieces,giving the bigger half to my Father.

Wednesday, 14 May 2014

The classroom was full of students,at least 30 of them.
I recognized the old brown chairs and wooden fold up desks to be the same ones in my high school,which i haven't visited in 7 years since matriculating.

I sat quietly,2nd row from the back.After uttering something that to a fellow student next to me i felt a painful slap making contact with the left side of my face.The blow came from behind.
Angrily I turned around to see curly haired, olive skinned Casey with a look of menace on his face.
Could he overheard and perceived my comment to be an offensive one?

The statement was soon deciphered as benign and non-malicious,although i received no apology as redress.
This made me boil inside.

13 May 2014
Method: WBTB with MILD

Time: 07:00-08:55

I awakened to the darkness of my bedroom.A flash of lucidity struck me, and as it did I immediately felt an invisible force which pinned me down in my bed at the shoulders and began to pull me toward my door.
I sensed something or someone. In the room with me.A presence of another being,one I could not see clearly,a mere silhouette in the darkness.
Was it the one in control of the force or was it merely observing my predicament?
And why was i paralyzed,unable to fight this strange energetic field that held me stationary.

There is a sudden scene change and I finds myself standing outside in my back garden,still lucid, gazing upon the stars that where shining unuasually bright.
I notice that I cannot recognize any constellations.
The next door neighbor lets off a firework that implodes making a loud and echoing bang although instead of the usual chaotic visual effect an organised pentagonic pattern radiated outward from the central point,made of white dots joind with beams of light.

I find that if i begin to focus and concentrate my attention lay on the red strawberry,which lay on the table infront of me, I'm able to gain occular clarity.

....

12th May 2014
The old age home was the meeting place for all the recently graduated Physio students.
In the centre stood a large open courtyard, well lit bay a panoramic glass.
Walking down the white zig-zag stairs, I wondered how many people have died there.

At the bottom of the staircase stood several of my old classmates,all in their navy blue and white uniform attire.
A rouse of jealousy ignited within my gut as the thought of them working,having stable jobs and making money while i did the opposite and went travelling.

After awakening I realized that those thoughts where materialistic and futile.

Did i somehow forget the awesome adventures and extraordinary times I had over the passed year?
The experiences and beautifully diverse people i connected with where beyond any monetary value.

Saturday,11th of May 2014
Time: 23:45- 08:50

Dream:

Did i fly all the way to Budapest to experience only half of the festival?
Surely not.
Even though i felt mildly content exchanging saliva and erotic palpations with a rather cute red headed Danish vixen outside the venue, whom i had met moments before, my adventutous side needed to be quenched.
I came all this way so i could sneak through the security gates and have the time of my life!

Besides, I was now the centre of attention with every man and woman in the queue looking at me and our sensual escapades. How was I to be invisible and hop the fence?

With no money,I opted for the civilized option. I would have to sweet talk the muscle bound,square chinned bouncer.
It was dark out, but i managed to vaguely make out the two sides of the party... split into an massive amphitheater with accompanying viewing area through the red drapes that hung from high metal scaffolding.

I grabbed my black backpack, which turned some heads and roused some suspicion,and started walking toward the entrance.After explaining to the bouncer that my brother needed his medication and I had his special prescription in my bag he reluctantly slapped an orange plastic wristband around my left arm.

All fades to black.