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At some house, looking through clothes my mom found in trash, then also some toys which are to be donated to a kindergarten, checking if they are complete and playing a bit with some of the games.
Then for no reason I see my teacher sitting at the end of this room, with it's back turned to me and I get lucid. I go towards him and surprise him by touching him softly in his back. He is wearing a light brown shirt and he looks to the side to see me. I move my hand down his arm and gently caress him. He shuts his eyes in total surrender. So I kiss him. I notice his lips a bit dry, but soon our salivas mix and our tongues intertwine, while I caress his shaved head. I enjoy every bit of it.
Then I realize there is someone else in the room. We stop and I turn to this person. It looks like my dad, he doesn't seem to recognize me. He turns away quickly and heads to a door. As he opens the door, he looks back one more time and his physiognomy changed. He is taller, slimmer, more tanned and dresses like an Indian man. I follow him but lose him in the movement of people outside. My attention also gets drawn by the majestic landscape and I don't follow the man anymore. In front of me are some amazing mountains covered in luscious green vegetation. And there are people going up and down the mountains, apparently carrying things, picking up fruits, going about many different activities. Strangely, the mountains seem extremely tall ,but people have the same apparent dimension whether they are at the top of it or down at its base. I see a huge strange black bird flying over my head. It is the size of a big eagle, it has a beak like a toucan and strange wings that make a half-moon shape with the first two feathers on each side slightly round and color red. I follow its flight and to my left I see what seem like clouds made of liquid water, which give the impression that everything beneath it, is underwater. There is a type of tree whose top touches the liquid cloud and behaves like kelp in the ocean. Then I turn my attention again to the mountains. I realize the contours of the mountains, the hills and valleys, the rocky surfaces, are all fractal shaped. I decide to take off and fly to see it up close. I am mesmerized by these patterns, and the psychedelic colors they have and then I almost wake up, but instead I have a FA in a totally white empty house. I remember I left my teacher back in the other house and I go around this house calling out his name, hoping to summon him back. Going through some corridor I spot someone that looks like him and other people going after, but when I get closer, it isn't him. But he is also a teacher to these people, who admire him and are respectfully walking him out as he leaves. I am starting to feel the LD fading away, so I decide to get out of here and do my own hing. I find a window and jump to outside. It's again a beautiful landscape with green hills, but this house is right on the slope. I have to climb some moss covered rocks to reach the top of the hill. Some lady who had made some comment to me inside, followed me out the window and insists on asking me something about mind training. Something like, if I feel that realization is a consequence of how much time you practice. If it is an inevitable consequence of your time dedication to practice, because she is feeling frustrated for not seeing results. I don't remember exact words I said, it was very short answer, but it was something in the line of "no, it's not just time related, more about quality and merit."
Then on the top of the hill I see a valley below, but really far below, like we are many kms of altitude up. I decide to jump and fly some more. I enjoy it for some time, once again absorbing the details of the majestic landscape. Until I start descending and land in some city below. I land in a town square between some classical buildings and there is a giant painting on the floor with a reproduction of some classical work of art. I dig my hands in the floor and have fun picking up elements from the painting and throwing them in the air to watch them slowly fall like confetti. Then I want the painting to become a giant trampoline and I have fun jumping and doing flips in the air.
When I am done with it, I walk down a street. The LD is weaker and I don't remember exactly what happened but I end up in a TV studio, where a famous morning show is being recorded and I am sitting with the live audience. The show hostess is demonstrating some modern appliances and its uses and we are offered some bread cooked by a bread machine. I taste it and it is completely bland and tasteless. I feel this is boring and once again I aim for a window to change scenario At some corridor outside the recording area, I see a window. I look through it and down below I see a moat or a lake. I am about to jump to it, when I notice it is full of big animals swimming. First they look like crocs, but on a closer look, I see they are mainly big fish, turtles and some mutant creatures, like fish but with tiny arms and hands. I decide to go get the tasteless bread and feed it to the animals. The bread wasn't a lot but seems to multiply as I split it into bits, so I keep feeding the animals for quite a while. Then I wake up. .

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There is an earthquake or something. Everybody gets evacuated from home, but I go back to get some food. I had some giant potatoes cooked and ready to eat which I store in plastic containers to take. The building starts swinging side to side, collapsing but I stop the swinging by playing as a counterweight (duh).
Outside people are jamming the roads, everybody is dressed like the 50's.

My best friend is having his wedding in a castle. I am actually in love with him but never told him. He looks like Chris Pine and his girlfriend is Jennifer Garner. I don't like her, we have a history and she must have skeletons in the closet. Some guy she knows appears before the wedding and kidnaps her with intention to rape her. My friend goes after them, but he gets injured in a leg and can't keep up. The bad guy sees a chance and hangs him. His ghost comes to me and takes me to where his body is. But he is not yet completely dead, stuck in a limbo, I do CPR and I save him. Then he goes to save his future wife.
Later on, with his girlfriend safe, we're back in his room where he thanks me for saving him. His eyes are full of love. I go away and another friend who was watching at the door tells me that we should have kissed right there, because he clearly is in love with me and would not go through with the wedding. I tell him I couldn't do it, I didn't want to ruin his wedding. If he hadn't figured it out before, too late. Still, I have hopes that he will come after me, but he does not.
I go down some spiral staircase and end up in a patio where I scream out of my lungs that I love him. I start getting lucid, realize the details and clarity of the scenario and enjoy being in that state for a while.
(woke up)

In some holiday place with a bunch of guys who do not seem really happy to have me with them. One of them is a surfer and he says let's go to the beach and he will teach us how to surf. I say I'd like to, he looks annoyed, but doesn't know how to decline.
We are staying in some type of dorm and downstairs there's a kind of shuttle pods on rails that take us directly to the beach. He takes us to a small and hidden beach that looks heaven. I try to take pictures of this place but can't find my phone.
(wake up)

Some scenes with my father and me testing a new precinct for my dogs, with individual kennels and a common area and access to a lake. The dogs are happy. I have trouble directing them to the kennels and some find a door open in the back and run to the lake. But it's fine and all my dogs are gathered there and not fighting so I am happy too.

Then at some place like a restaurant cleaning up a mess, raw eggs and soup all over the floor. Maybe I work there, not sure. I get to a backroom, with the cleaning stuff and I have a close encounter with a vampire. Not a human like, but a Nosferatu bat-like vampire with wings. He is flying from place rt place, trying to bite me. But I somehow affect him with a strong light and throwing on him an acid used for cleaning. At some point he is actually scared and trying to run away. I guess I owned him.

Visiting the restaurant of my friend Ax-man. He moved his business to a new place, much larger, also very different, but he seems to be having success. Lots of kids from college go there for lunch, it's quite noisy and chaotic. It has long rooms one after the other, connected by ramps. But kids push it a bit too far. There is one skating through the ramps to the exit. I know him, he is a good kid, but I scold him and he runs away. At the entrance, my friend (the one I am in love with) is entering and is hit by the skater. Now he doesn't look like Chris Pine anymore, now he is black, like another actor I can't remember right now. He and the kid fall down. As I run to help him, I also fall down on them. We're all ok, the skater kid goes away and we both laugh at it, still all twisted on the ground. He insists on checking my ankles and massaging my legs and I know right there, seated on the ground with him, that he is in love with me but doesn't want to admit it.

I reminisce memories from time in school. I was bullied by the girl he is now going to marry. Once she scared me with a knife at the cafeteria. She was the popular girl, but she felt threatened by me. For example, I was a great gymnast and I beat her once at a competition. When I was on stage receiving a medal, she was in front row in the audience, looking like she could kill me.

Again with the dudes, that I now understand are my friend's groomsmen and also kids who disliked me in school. They can't help gazing at my body as I undress, but also seem to really detest me, because as we grew up I was the nerdy ugly duckling they despised. We all went swimming and I am way ahead of them, but stop to give them a chance to reach me. They basically almost went over me and couldn't care if I drowned. I realized we were never going to be friends.
At night we are joined by the groom. The boys are all a bit drunk and so I lead them to a shady cabaret on a basement. It's not innocent, I know what this place is. I enter through the artists door and I ask them them to wait outside. This place is a den of vampires, all which I know and are my friends. I talked to them and say I brought preys. But before, they will watch me as I perform on stage. Their chins will drop and then they'll die. But I explicitly tell my vampires friends to leave the cute one out of it, because he is mine.

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Looking to attend my guru's teachings. Not sure if I will see him, because I just dropped by and was not invited, so I decide to explore the place a little bit and see if I encounter him by chance. I risk going through an area I am not supposed to enter. I come across a few monks and lamas on a hallway and before they see me, I go down a flight of stairs that lead me to a sort of chamber where some people are seated waiting for an audience with my teacher. Nobody sees me as I hide under a table covered in a cloth. At the opposite side of this room there is an opening to outside and I spot my teacher arriving with a group of people. I am watching through a gap in the cloth and I notice that although he is talking with the people on his group, his eyes are looking in my direction and I know that he knows that I am hiding there. I feel there is no need to keep hiding, so I come out and join the other people in sitting on the floor in front of a low wooden stage. My teacher comes to talk to people but he chooses to sit on directly on the floor of the stage, right in front of me. Since his eyes locked with mine, he hasn't let go and I feel as if he is inside me. I feel dizzier as he comes closer, so close I stop feeling there's a separation between us. I become sort of lucid, not exactly, it is more like a small enlightenment. I feel so light that a breeze pushes me through the ground and slowly it elevates me in the air, seated in half-lotus position. I just go with the wind, I cross walls and tree trunks and rise up in the air. I rise and rise until I am in outer space, surrounded by darkness with the dim lights of the stars shining far away. Then I go across the fabric of the universe itself, until all shapes and forms start to disappear one by one. All of my memories fade like 2D pictures dissolving in a black background. I let go all of them. But then I panic. I don't want to lose my teacher's memory. I hold on to his memory. And as I do it, a faint vision of a table and a chair become stronger in front of me and I grab the chair and sit, to stabilize this reference. I grab the table and try to recall familiar things. Then from the table, embedded in it, a dark male figure rises, kinda demonic, but I feel it is also the help I need to go back. He wants to know what I want. I state clearly that I have to go back to my teacher, no matter the time or place, just meeting him again.
He says no way, that's gone, now I am stuck here forever in this limbo. But I insist on coming back to my teacher. I recall the time I last saw him, but any other time and space will do. He gets mad and disappears. Around me a scenario of an office starts to take shape. I get up and walk around until I find a couple ladies at a booth, like a ticket booth at a train station and they ask me my destination. They ask date and exact hour. I don't know. I feel a bit confused. They yell there is no time for hesitations. Only a few seconds for the time to be set. I could see in a screen random numbers starting to form a date and I shout my actual birth date and as I am saying the hours, I am already feeling a pull and I am thrown back on planet earth. As I approach I see the clouds, rocks, majestic ocean waves, buildings and people and I feel an intense happiness that I will be meeting my teacher again.

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I have been crossing a desert with few lucid dreams these past couple of years, mostly due to my mind's attention having been taken over by "reality" and its demands. But lucid dreams do happen once in a while. I had one a couple of nights ago, I suddenly got aware I was dreaming and didn't waste any more time, went straight to realizing the whole dream scenario was an illusion and made it all disappear and just hang around in the void and emptiness. But I didn't last long, I felt that cry of despair of the ego, wanting to go back to what’s familiar, to references... and as soon as I felt it, I was back into the stream of dreams.

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... I meet a beautiful exotic lady and she is hitting on me. I feel flattered, a bit excited, but an alarm rings at the same time. I seem to sense something beneath the appearances. I reject the seduction. So her face morphs indistinctively and becomes monstrous. I recognize the demon, Lord Mara. He asks "maybe if I'm a handsome man instead?" and he starts shapeshifting into a hot guy, but I know who he really is, so I reject his seduction. I've already seen his true face! So his shapeshifting doesn't hold and I keep seeing his real monstrous face underneath. I tell him I know we're in a dream, but even so I won't succumb to his temptations. He gets mad. He summons some bad guys with big guns who start shooting in my direction. I'm hit by some bullets, but I repeat that nothing is real, I feel the certainty inside me growing and so the bullets just stop hitting the target. Like Neo, I don't have to dodge bullets Mara gets really furious. He reveals his true self and comes like an explosion towards me with his sharp teeth and claws, threathening to shred me into pieces. But I stay put, I hold my ground. I feel a bit scared deep down, but I keep reminding that he is just my mind. He stops just milimeters from my face. I grab it and make it melt, like I can do to walls and anything else. Melting and angry, he grins at me and says that I may win this battle, but that he will keep coming back, as I know. I do. But I also know it is up to me to stop him entirely, that's enlightnement. But what am I missing? I melt and make disappear the entire dream. I stay for a few moments in the emptiness, then I wake up.

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I am looking through my bedroom window and notice that all the trees on the street are burnt. Then I see a thunderstorm moving away, but a lightning could not have burnt all those trees. I search the landscape for some clue and I see that instead of the regular houses that exist in my village, the hills are covered in green grass and lovely country houses, almost like the hobbit's shire. So I get lucid. Then thinking of what to do: fly outside the window, stay indoors? Then realizing: what outside? What indoors? So instead I turn “inwards” and all the images disappear. Instead I float in this blackness, splattered by an occasional shine like of distant stars. I just focus on the moment, the sensations, the absence of everything. Until I regain some sense of my body, by starting to feel a warmth n my second chakra. It grows and spreads out, energizing my entire body. It is in fact so much, that I feel the need to shoot out some through the palms of my hands. I get back to my home and I see my 3 cats approaching me curious. I shoot this energy towards them, wishing them many blessings. But they jump and run away as if they receive an electrical shock. Oh well, maybe it was too much for their little bodies

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I am with a couple of friends and we go meet my teacher. He opens up a vintage drawer and shows us some items, like old photos and postcards, decorative objects, some older, some newer. He says they belonged to the great teacher J.K.W.R., but I feel that he is hiding part of the story. I look at each and every object and I know that some of them actually belonged to his consort, like a small wooden engraved box and an incredible sculpture of a baby in blue stone with his arms around a silver lion. I wonder if this is some kind of test. Try to memorize all the details of the objects.

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I am inside a house, become aware of the dream and go out to a large balcony. It stands over a large pateo with black, white and rose tiles. I dive into it and feel myself sinking into the ground, moving fast through the darkness. Until all is still and there's only clarity.
In front of me appears a book, as clear as day light. It has a picture on the cover, of a palace in the mountains and a title with a long word, whose meaning I sense but don't know how to translate. I try to memorize it, but I can't. The pages open and I read it. More books follow. I realize they are written in german and italian, for some reason. I feel a connection with Switzerland, but the contents are universal. I give up trying to understand and memorize. It only seems to work well when I read without trying to comprehend. I feel that whatever I am "learning" will be imprinted, even if I don't understand consciously.
I wake up briefly and go back to lucid dream. I keep on reading. This time the message is clear, it is about the Universe, our solar system, something very specific about Jupiter.
I have a false awakening and I transmit to my mother the message I just received. Then I realize we're still in a dream.
I finally wake up. Can't remember any detail about what I read, but I believe it is recorded in my unconscious memory.

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I fell asleep slowly, keeping my awareness, and the plunge was so subtle, that I wasn't sure when I was already asleep or not and both worlds overlapped for a while. I was clearly already visioning a dream world, but every time I moved my hands to do a RC, I was still moving my "real" hands and not the dream hands. It took me a while to finalize the transition. And when I did, I still wasn't sure in what level of reality I was, because I got up from my dream bed and went to a balcony and clearly the world outside was a very large city and not my hometown, but it was so realistic in all its details and sensations, that I chickened at the thought of flying away from the balcony. I decided to do one more RC just to be on the safe side and not kill myself.
When I was absolutely sure, then I flew away over a 10-lane highway and for fun, landed on top of a big truck and surfed it.
I had no clear goal with the dream, so I let the story unfold.
My stunts attract some attention and I gather a group of misfits and adventurers who follow me as their leader. We become a rebel group on this futuristic mad max style world. Some day I meet a guy I don't fully trust, but he is a bad-ass with some skills and I spend some time with him, to see if he fits in our group. We hijack trucks with materials we can use, but we never hurt anybody. But he attacks a truck with a family and kills the parents of a kid and almost shoots the kid. Needless to say, I kick his ass and make sure he never hurts anyone again. Then I adopt the scared kid and take him to our base. We live in a semi-underground tunnel complex on the outskirts of the suburbs. I love this kid very much and make sure he grows up nicely and in a peaceful environment.
I guess he brings me into maternal mode, because I do much less adventures outside and have become more home-based. I even have a date with a guy and a friend helps me pick up a dress to go out that evening. I leave the kid with a lady who is not human. Her head is hairless and instead is covered in a thick brownish skin with round protuberances of different sizes. But she is the most trustworthy person around, very calm and serene.
This guy I'm going out with, he's like the Hulk, big and green. The babysitter suggest I should wear a green outfit to match, but I disagree, he might think I'm mocking him.

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(...) An incredible coincidence happens in Riverstone's life, which makes him aware of a mistake he was about to make and puts him on a path that is extremely favourable to him. He makes a comment like he is thankful for the path correction but wondering how many sentient beings will suffer in consequence. I don't understand wht he means and he explains his view that karma balance is in pyramidal hierarchy. The more merits you accumulate the better karma you have but the universe has to balance it by distributing equal ammount of bad karma to those with no merits. "I find that hard to accept. Is karma like entrophy? So what happens when you accumulate endless merits and you tend towards budhahood? The rest of the world plunges into darkness, so you can get enlightened. And then what? Big bang happens?" He just points out that I should see how the beings who are close to enlightnement, magically don't need to worry anymore about providing for themselves, there's always people attending to their needs and that gives them more freedom to meditate and pursue liberation, like in a positive feedback loop.(...)

(...) A lost man appears at my front door, asking for a place to spend the night. I let him in, he seems harmless. But later on I think he kidnaps me, because there's a gap in my memory and I end up at some place where they seem to be making experiments with humans andhibridation with something else. I watch a baby being born and starting to talk soon after and growing up in one day the equivalent to at least 5 years.
I wake up and start writing down this dream, just to realize I'm still dreaming.
Next thing I am trying to escape this place, it's a complex labyrinthic building. They don't lock me up, they just keep me in some living area where others like me are kept to do a seemingly normal life until whatever.
I find Zilla and some other girl I know among them. I tell them I found a small hatch under some stairs in a discrete place where few people go and invite them to try to escape with me through there. They accept to take a peak. I go inside and find a tunnel that opens up like a funnel and seems like a promising getaway route. But when it's their turn, someone else passes by and they just run away. I decide to go alone and see where it leads.
I find myself in a different area, where other people are confined, most of them of african descent. I am welcomed by a group of Angolans and one big lady shows surprise when I tell her my name. She says she has a notebook, where she rights down information she gets in her dreams and that recently she dreamt of a girl with my name. I get half lucid, not entirely aware I'm dreaming, but very much focused and I can clearly read from her notebook and even when I look at different times, the information on it does not change.
She shows me the page and it adds up. She wrote my name, my approx. weight in kgs (60), my height in feet (5.4) - and I just had to check online how much that is in meters, cause I use metric system - my day and month of birth and... the date of my death! I was shocked, because it is 14 June 2014. I turn to her "That's just a little more than a couple of months away! It can't be!". She says " I don't make the rules, I just get the information". "So, I do I die?". And she touches me and I have a vision of an accident, some heavy metal piece falling from a scaffold over my head. There is only one thing that does not add up, the year of birth: she wrote 1964 and that is more than 15 years before I was born. I tell her that maybe it's not me, but someone else with my name and older than me. She says, her visions are not always 100% spot on and some numbers might get confused, but if every other number is right, there's good chance it is me.
So, obviously, I'll avoid any construction site and scaffolds around that day!

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(...) I encounter Nighthawk, he looks a bit bizarre, dressed all white with a small red tie and red pullover over the shoulders. We talk, he invites me out. It's early morning, so we go out for breakfast. We find this posh place where I expect to be served a lush meal, but there's something strange about the place. It's a large ballroom, the stage is set, music is playing. We are taken to a table and they say there's little beer left. I say "who drinks beer for breakfast?" but these people were probably there all night. A show starts. I see dancers coming on stage dressed with uniforms that seem familiar. The waitress brings me a frapuccino. I try to remember "Did I ask this? I don't recall having made an order.". I call her back, I want to know if it has cow milk, 'cause then I'm not drinking it. Meanwhile the dancers dance and I realize, their uniforms are from the SS. WTF? More dancers come on stage, with nazi german uniforms and flags. The public shouts "Hitler, Hitler!" and I say "oh my god, what the fuck is this?". Someone says, "It's a nazy themed party, but it is purely satirical". "Satirical, my ass! Anybody entering through that door right now, would say this is celebratory". I want to get of there as soon as possible. But then I recall, no, I didn't ask for the frapuccino, this is just a fucked up dream.
I get lucid and fly away from there. I cross over town and just enjoy the beauty of the details of the place.

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(...) With ZIlla, at some conference. There are stands from different countries. Don't know the topic of the event, but I see mainly Asians. There's some stir, when tibetans put their table really close to the chinese. A fight starts and some japanese dressed like samurais step in. Zilla gets caught in the middle of it. A medallion comes into my hand. My attention goes entirely to it. I focus on its surface, design, details, I get lucid. I am sucked into the medallion. I see and become its molecules. As I dive towards the quantic level, I exit on a clear blue sky where I float around in bliss.
Slowly, I descend on the ground. As I walk through a cobbler stone street, everything around seems perfect: the sky is a pallete of beautiful colours, beautiful birds dance in the sky, showers of petals... I feel like a goddess. The overwhelming feeling is of love and romance. I look around and wonder what I should do about it. The silly idea that comes to my mind is to create a cliché romantic scenario that I'll never experience in life. I imagine a beautiful dress to wear and a white gown appears over my skin. I imagine a gorgeous palace I'm walking into, to meet my prince charming. So far, so good and the birds keep dancing around. But when I enter the palace, inside it looks oddly small, actually, it's nothing more than a trailer. And my prince? Well, he is handsome, but rude, drunk and is all bruised. He asks what the fuck I'm looking at. He says such-and-such kicked him. I feel he probably deserved. So disappointing.
I end up meeting his bully and flirting with him. Silly fantasy gone bad.

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(...) I'm on the road with some guy. He is driving, we're talking. Then we see something orange scattered at even distances, over the line between adjacent lanes. But it's not plastic cones! It's monks in orange robes, meditating! My friend is puzzled and wondering what in the world that can be. I just become lucid with the absurdity and I realize what it is. They know it is safe, they are aware where we are, they chose to sit in the middle of a road because it tests their confidence in the knowing that nothing can harm them. I get it and could join them. But instead I just float around, enjoying the beauty of this awareness. I start touching everything, I touch some statues, the rough walls of buildings, the tree leaves, the hair of people passing by. Everything I touch is simply perfect and overloads my mind with joy.
After a while of this experience, I enter a not so bright zone. The night falls, there is an entrance to a non-lit park and a few homeless guys are sleeping on benches and on the ground, on both sides of the pathway. A couple of them looks at me like saying "hey babe, come here..." and I feel a chill and turn around in fear. Then I think what is the worse thing that can happen, considering it only happens whatever I allow to happen? If they rape me, I just wake up. So, I lose all fear and all I can feel is compassion. Instead of fearing a rape, I feel like offering myself to them as a gesture of my total surrender to the fearlessness. Automatically, I become naked as I walk through the pathway. They just can't believe what they are seeing. They actually are quite gentle to me.

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(...) I start seeing ghosts. First they scare me, but then I become half lucid and lose my fear. Then I establish contact with them. They want my help. They seek a man, indirectly responsible for their deaths. A rich business man, with no moral, responsible for the despair of so many and cause of death of some of them. They want me to help them find him and kill him. I help them find where he lives and I wait by the entrance of his mansion with a bunch of ghosts floating around. When the man arrives home, the ghosts follow him and scare the bejesus out the guy. That's when I come in with a gun, when he is already freaked out by all those scary ghosts. They keep him all curled up on the floor, crying like a baby and ask me to kill him. That's when I'm invaded by a sudden overwhelming compassion for the guy. I can't pull the trigger. The ghosts keep telling me all the horrors he is capable of and pushing me to do it, but I can't. I start crying like a baby, I feel so much compassion for everybody, I can't honestly feel any anger for any being, I am drowning in tears for all the evil people in the world, because they are so ignorant, they don't know what they are doing.
So I tell the ghosts that I won't kill him, that he deserves to go to jail and to learn about the impacts of his actions and to have the opportunity to redeem himself, but I can't kill him. The ghosts are not happy, but they also can't kill him.

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I am revisiting my kindergarten. It is now fully modern and totally different. I see one of the teachers from my time. I avoid her before she sees me. It connects directly to an art school. It feels familiar, but why should I know it? When several guys in the common room start looking at me, like they know I don't belong here, I hide behind a book shelf and pick up a large comics book. A boy appears and talks to me. He knows me, says he didn't expect to see me there again, I do feel like we've met before.
We go for a walk. A semi-rural area, it's pretty, but he says the surprise is still to come. At the top of a narrow street sided by old stone walls, we encounter an entrance to an old castle. He introduces me a couple of hippies who have reclaimed this abandoned site and are slowly making it their home and reconstructing it.
I leave and find myself floating through the air down to the urban area. I become aware and watch an open area, with concrete floor, a few trees, people walking in a hurry in different directions, heading to their jobs. It's a grey, rainy day, people look somber and mindeless. I am lucid and don't have a clear goal, so what I decide to do is reverse time. Don't know why, but I do it. I watch people walking backwards, the wind blowing backwards, the clock moving anti-clockwise. Then I stop it and time resumes it's course, forward. Most people don't react to what just happened, they do exactly what they had done before, repeat the same steps. But something amazing happens, a few of them remember! And whatever they are feeling changes their perception of everything. A couple of friends who is crossing paths again, they walk slowly to each other, with lucid understanding in their eyes, they stare with a smile in their faces and then they hug, with no rushes. Others stop walking and swirl around, like dancing, or stare at the sky or look at others admired that they haven't seen what they saw. They experience a small enlightnement with the realization of the relativity of reality.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Before falling asleep, I invoked the dakinis that watch over our sleep and dream, asking for awareness and protection against the darkness we can encounter in the dream world. Later I woke up and I saw a tiny dot of light, of the kind that I so often see during the nights, above my forehead, gently dancing like a firefly. It disappeared soon after - they never last more a few seconds visible - but the feeling of seeing them is just indescribable.
Then I fell asleep and started dreaming that I was laying in a dream version of my bed. The dakini also materialized in the dream. She looked like a moth butterfly with a humanoid body, but she wasn't pretty, was a bit more monstrous like. Anyway, she flew around my dream bed and fought away two dark clouds of energy that entered the space. Then disappeared, dragging away that darkness.
The dream continued - I don't recall a chunk of it - but then I was on a car with Riverstone down a winding road. The car starts speeding and he loses control of it. He panicks, but I take over the control of the car and tell him not to worry, because we're just dreaming. He is surprised. I insist so, but he only believes after seeing me landing the car safely after it flies out of the road and over a cliff.
I keep aware as the dream proceeds and then I am in a situation where I meet two ladies who are also freaking out with something and once again I remind them we're just dreaming. They never heard of such thing as being aware in dreams and want proof and explanations. So I provide a short intro on lucid dreaming to them and tell them I am considering making workshops on the topic and give them the names of a couple magazines and websites where I might announce the coming workshops, so that they come and meet me in person.
Now... I don't know why the hell I committed to organize such workshops to two DC's [potential other dreamers] but should I keep my promise or ignore it?