non-lucid

3rd of May 2015
I found myself at a indoor trance party, where a brown bag was missing. The decor that was inside the bag was present, although the actual bag seemed to be gone. As the set crew looked a intoxicated friend and I danced like hooligans oblivious and fooled around, throwing coins at the crowed that sat at the back of the dancefloor.
I drank a Maca smoothie and offered some to a airy fairy chatty Sherri while Ryno watched and turned down the offer for the same.

Eventually I looked in my bag and found the brown bag which everyone was looking for. Many where angry at me,a few appeared to be teachers, but it seemed i didn't give a fuck.

3rd May 2015
My girlfriend and I sat in a corner booth of a restaurant about to order a meal.The lighting was dim and sepia like, slightly romantic. Two guys,one being a Indian comedian, approached us and sat down. He then gave my girlfriend a flower and a pink box of dark chocolate with her name on it. I laughed inside thinking that he was about to get blown of while his white cronie stood and watched.To my surprise my girlfriend giggled and began to entertain his antics.
The green eyed monster,jealousy, immediately took hold but I somehow managed to control myself and walk away. Looking back at them made me nauseous, with him and here chatting and flirting.

I looked down up a huge swell from Chapmans peak and tried to get into my wetsuit as fast as possible as the sun went down. We where on the corner above the road on a multi coloured conveyorbelt at "Imvumvu's" hang out, which was open to the elements.I thought it would be better not to put on booties to save time but then remembered the treacherous rock path below that could cut my feet up. A Cristiano Ronaldo look alike was also on his way down to enter the water. When I looked the sun had practically set,and i doubted we could go surf...also worrying about sharks.

2nd May 2015

I walked the dirty streets of India with a young local, yet westernized girl. We chatted nonchalantly and as we stepped off the pavement I noticed a gold coin that had a half moon cut out from the top. The girl immediately notified me of its high value.

A local man with his family noticed all of this and offered to purchase it from us. I negotiated with him, and after some fuss managed to bring get 5000rupees from him, as the Indian girl watched quietly.The man gave the gave her the 5000rupees and carried on his path.When I spoke to her about splitting the money she told me it was her coin and therefore her money.I felt flabergasted and cheated. I,after all, had done all the work!

1 May 2015

I find myself working at an above the ground mine. It seemed that many of the teachers/workers where on leave or sick.
Everyone was capitalizing on the long weekend and this left a group of us confused on who was in charge as superiors where minimal. Linds ran around sorting out things at a frantic pace, but not knowing much when I asked her what to do.
Reza and Mikey Roman with 80's dreads climbed the dangersous ladder that where laden with rock debris to be removed and proccessed. After climbing up to help i realised I had no saftey harness or hard hat..a recipe for disaster considering the nature of work. I climbed down the ladder and skateboarded toward a cave, trying a few kick flips on the way.

Inside was a man busy cutting smokey quarts crystals with a hand device. He tells me he's unable to help me find the safety equipment after genuinely trying. Suddenly there was panic in the air as a gushing river flowed into the cave threatening to drown us.

All turned to black.
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Brandon, my cousin, showed me a new haircut I could wear which didn't look half bad. Michael Roman and his girlfriend modified his dreadlocks 80's style, and I could apparently do the same.

My girlfriend and I went to the outer to rondavel bugalows and found a strange ladyboy in the room, looking at us with a prehensile appendage, sexually.

30 April 2015

After the show at school was over, I was assigned to take the box full of yummy goodies and supplements back to the classroom.
The visual perspective and colour of the dream seemed sepia and olden days.
An old classmate, Andrew, asked if he could have the left over sweet potatoes in the box. I obliged, thinking to myself that
they would go to waste otherwise.

Once in the class where the drop off was to be made i began scavenging for the expensive leftover, putting the AFA-Blue green algae from Klamath into my pocket.There where others in the room watch, although they did not seem to care.

A show ensued, and a dramatic fight scene followed..the kind you would see in chinese movies. One of the female battlers wearing gypsy white pants did an upside down impossible helicopter kick. The sight was hilarious and I woke up in a deep and throat laugh, thinking to myself "you know shits funny when you wake up laughing".
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Liam had just started at a new car company working under an Indian man. He seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, as did i just shadowing there for the day.
A randomised computer key generator was able to find the code to unlock cars cd player, one that was readily available on the internet. This was a surprise as other mechanics paid a pretty penny for the program.
A twinge of jealousy had overcome me as I knew he would be earning more than me, and Matthew would be going overseas to make some money and buy a new Audi hatchback.

We all sat in a circle and they played a drinking card game, Nehanda and Annette( although it looked like Mardy) included. A bottle of vodka was soon opened and Annette started to drink.I opted out as I quit drinking, but was quite disappointed and frustrated that Annette gave into peer pressure that easily.

Monday, 29th September 2014

Moon Cycle: 30% illuminated waxing crescent in Sagittarius
Tarot card: 9 of Pentacles
Mayan Calender: White Resonant Wizard

Dream

I appeared to be in the shallow dock yards of Venice. The long and wide megalithic canal walls where lined with many open topped boats and people sat and enjoyed their sundowners. Our boat was old, unpainted and wooden resembling a small version of Noah's Ark.

My friends steered on deck as I jumped off and pushed the boat outward, a little journey was in order. As the ark began to move I noticed my friends where fooling around and not controling the rudder to steer. The Ark now headed toward some other expensive looking yachts. Luckily the people on the other yacht soon realised danger and swiftly moved just in time.
"Idiots!" I think to myself about my friends.

The crew from the yacht that we almost just hit into shot us disapproving death stares, and signalled to the coast guard security closeby, who had seen everything anyway.

They signalled us to come over immediately.
"Uh-oh...now we're in shit",I exclaimed out loud. My mind immediatly asked if we had any illegal substances on the boat...its wasn't our boat and who knows what could have been stowed away.
I sat in the front of the ark,legs hanging of each side, steering toward the coast guard.

As we got closer a short man tanned with a mustauche climed down the ladder from the watch tower to receive us.
Beaming my most sincere smile, I greeted with a "how are you sir" as if the previous events didnt occour.
Strangely, the guard was cheerily friendly and we began a conversation consisting of unrelated small talk.

After observing his body language and facial expressions for a while I soon realised that he was intoxicated and merely was looking for another drink from any unsuspecting citizen.

Sitting in my small square white walled room, my best friend and cousin discuss the different countries we've visited while looking at the large map plastered on my wall. There seemed to be red moving markings on it, a animation that showed the routes we travelled. India seemed to be distant and across many seas.
They soon left, leaving me alone in my room.

A bag of cheesy chips lay on my desk close to the window. Suddenly a pigeon flew inside and began to peck at the crumbs.
I tried to shoo it away with a pillow but it kept flying back.Then a large guinea fowl entered. It's large blue and red head towered above the pigeons as it pushed the weaker counterpart aside.
I approached swiftly, trying to scare them away, but this time the guineu fowl looked directly at me, unafraid, as if he wanted to charge at me.I threw the pillow at him,which he easily shrugged off. He then ran at me with malignant intent,disregarding my size and stature comparatively to his.I was left having to to side step in order to dodge him.
Crazy bird!

Sunday,14 September 2014

Moon Cycle: 66% Waning Gibbous in Gemini
Tarot Card: The Emperor
Mayan Calender: Blue Resonant Storm

Dream:
I find myself on a large open patio of Tara's house(an old friend, overlooking the garden.
We lounged around relaxing and vegetating after some party celebrations from the previous night.
On a far bookshelf I see something glinting and shining,which immediately catches my eye.
On closer inspection I find a leather bound book with a green band across the front cover.
Inscribed on the spine is a large fonted "PEACE" along with other symbolic markings and languages written alongside, all in luxurious golden leaf print.

The book resembled some kind of ancient Egyptian scripture or pre-historic Bible, with paper similar to that of papyrus,very ornate and sacred looking.

Opening it up and examining it closely, I recognize the text to be a mixture of Hebrew and Arabic...with various English translations.
Many symbols, such as the star of David and various others which I cannot identify are printed in rows along the horizontal plane of the page above the body of text, circled on golden ink/leaf.
"Was this the book that would bring Peace to the Middle East?"I pondered to myself, hopeful.

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!

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.

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.

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.

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.