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    still no effing lucids

    by , 09-29-2010 at 05:28 AM (477 Views)
    chris

    I'm walking in some weird high up place and I see Chris sitting on a bench. I say "hi" but have to keep walking for some reason. I pass by him a few times wanting to talk to him but something keeps distracting me so I hesitate and don't talk to him.

    Manuel

    I'm in a dark place with the Nagual Manuel. Our energy bodies are being compared. We are both Naguals, but his energy body is brighter than mine, it feels slightly larger than mine as well. I unserstand that is why he is so sought after. It's his energy, he can share it with anyone with no harm to him. My kind of Nagual has to learn to conserve and deploy energy properly. For Manuel it isn't much of a problem to just give some energy away. Dreamers can seek him out for a boost. Since I have dreamed with him a few times, lucid dreamers can seek me out as a certain scout to take me top him in dreams. Dreamers can call to me a to take me to him. For some reason he seems to trust me in dreams.

    Taking the rougher road

    At first I have to go to some house out in the country. The setting seems to be chilliwack near cultus lake. I go to the housw but I don't remember what happened there. When I leave I decide to leave from the side of the yard which takes me closer to the road. I have to climb up a steep hill to get there. I have to literally use my upper body strength to geto the road. The cars are so close by that I worry if they'll run over my head as I climb. But as if on cue, the cars dissapear.

    I begin walking down the road and wind up in an office I've been here in dreaming before when Asuka was playing a cat and mouse game with me last year. I remember the route I took to leave the building.

    Later I wind up near a restaurant. I go inside with Gary, but when we arrive he is another friend. Someone hands me a cell phone I think Is my dad's. It's an insurance company calling for him and they want to talk to me. I say since I'm not my dad that it's not my problem. I hang up and laugh with my friend about it. I eat some sort of omellette after.

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    1. Baron Samedi's Avatar
      hmm... i haven't remembered a dream in a few days. At least you remember.