#392 - WILD - 3:44AM Almost an hour WBTB with some meditation and the usual Galantamine dose. I focus on body awareness and quickly enter into a very long transition in vibrations and SP. I use every trick I can think of to get the dream going but it's being very stubborn. I forget most of the sensations, but it was all very typical for me and only mildly interesting. Eventually, I find myself floating listlessly above the foot of the bed. I look up and see the floor. I am upside down so I reach for the floor landing on all fours. I crawl out of the bedroom into the living room, heading for the front door. I feel very weak and gravity is extra heavy. The dream is very unstable and non-vivid but it's all I've got right now. I continue to crawl, making very little progress. I know I need to stand, but the thought of it seems impossible. I tell myself, "Don't be a pussy." as I use all my will to stand up. As I stagger to the front door I see a line of dead bolts spin to the unlocked position. I was grateful for this, because the thought of manually unlocking all them seems like an impossible task at the moment. I feel hopeful as I reach outside but the dream is still really unstable. I float to the grass in the yard and feel with my hands as I revert back to crawling. I note the texture and feel as my legs drag across long blades. I recall Jenkees' dare to have theatrical music and try to conjure up something. The Indiana Jones Theme song begins to play in my ears. This is all wrong for the moment so I shake the sound out my mind. At this point the dream decides to crash. I wake up feeling mentally exhausted and decide to hope for DILD later. I mantra "Remember mindfulness" as I fall back to sleep. #393 - DILD - 4:07AM Originally Posted by From Ringworld, by Larry Niven. "I have a variable-sword," said Speaker-to-Animals. "I urge calm." The kzin stood against a curved wall. In one clawed fist he held something like an oversized jump rope handle. Ten feet from the handle, held expertly at the level of the kzin's eyes, was a small, glowing red ball. The wire which joined ball to handle was too thin to be visible, but Louis didn't doubt it was there. Protected and made rigid by a Slaver stasis field, the wire would cut through most materials including the back of Louis's crash couch. I am at an old slave house back in the 1800's. The door is boarded up but I manage to breakthrough. I feel compassion and want to free them all. I load everyone up into covered wagon and try to think of a way to get them to the underground railroad. I have a mini wake-up but fall right back to sleep. I am now in a mixture of my basement and the old dirt floor garage from a house I lived in as a child. I am mindlessly digging up the dirt floor wanting to make a tunnel. As I do this I recall the previous dream. I notice how odd it is that the dirt just vanishes as I dig. It's very minecraft-life. After a moment I pause and stare out a window in a door. Something feels off. I remember to be mindful and quickly recognize this as a dream. I step outside now unconcerned with digging. I quickly recall one of my goals. I want to revisit the lightsaber play from a non-lucid dream that I had last week while taking another stab at the theatrical music. Recalling the visuals, I blind summon a red lightsaber and give it a few spins. It looks good at first but the light quickly fades out as I walk around the house. I come around the side and see a very strange and distorted version of my Dodge with all sorts of attachments jutting out from the sides. I look at my lightsaber, but it only look like a laser pointer as I stare at a red dot on the driveway. I decide this is ok because it is now a variable-sword like the one in Ringworld. I flick my wrist and make a cut at one of the chrome appendages on the car. I see it slice a very thin line but it doesn't fall off. I go ahead and give a tap making the thing drop away. I make another slash at the side-view mirror with the same effect. Ok that's kind of cool. Now I need my music. I try to summon something, but all I get is random humming in my head that sounds pretty weak and ridiculous. I let it go for now and wonder around with my sword. To my left, I see smoke from a something like a brush pile, and to my right, I see a tree covered with Christmas lights. I am torn between the two; looking back-and-forth. This seems to do something strange with my eyes causing my eyelids to flit open, waking me up.
Well did not write in my journal in a few days and did not write in this journal at all so why not . So for the past few days i keep finding myself dreaming about a trip ( train tickets , buss tickets ) a school ( either my high school or middle) and my grandpas house . Last night i find myself in a subway station buying a ticket to go to my city(which is 12 hours by plane away from where i am) . I go to reach for my money that i always keep in my right back packet but they are not there , i find this strange because i know that i always keep them there ,but then tell myself that maybe i moved them and i look in another pocket to find them .Next thing i'm laying on my back somewhere in the subway station with one of my female friends from high school and another girl i remember from long ago, i think i was trying to get some , well i started looking at one of the girls and she was naked so i looked down from her neck to her breasts to her belly got to her what was supposed to be her female parts but no she had a freakin penis ! Then i look at her and she says " what did you expect" ... Yea ...
Bedtime: 9:00 Wake: 3:30 Late for a Meeting and a lot of Friends I am in the cafeteria at school. Our science class is having a meeting during lunch that we have to be at. I see Camden at the food line after everyone has already gotten their food. I see some scraps of food on the ground next to the lady you buy your food from. I go up to him and talk to him, glad that I finally can talk with him again. I realize I have to get to my meeting and I rush to the middle of the downstairs portion of the cafeteria. There are steps leading down to the bottom of a rectangular room and a door is on my right. I enter and everyone else is already there. I am worried that I’m late and my teacher looks at me disapprovingly. I am then in the back of a truck going up a steep hill at night time. We are heading to someone’s cabin. We pull in front of it and there are lights on inside and a bunch of other people are there. When I walk in, people are sitting at the table eating and there is a cat running around and I’m chasing it. Wake: 5:17 Sexual Choices There is some sort of advertisement at my middle school and to win I have to do it with a sister of a girl I know. I don’t want to do it but for some reason it’s really hard to resist. I am then in the basement of the school at the library, which is a classroom. We are getting a tour of all our classes. There are pedestal type things around the room for us to stand on while we listen to the teacher. SH throws his phone over the teacher’s head to another girl standing behind the teacher. I somehow know what the text SH sent says. It was telling the girl to masturbate. The teacher scolds SH for sending the text telling her to do that. Wake: 8:00 Car Crash after Leaving School for Basketball I am in my brother's care and we are driving to lunch. Me and a teammate got out early because we have a basketball game later that day. My brother pulls into an intersection and drifts. I smile and hope that my friend is impressed so he’ll think I’m cooler, but I also think how dumb my brother is to drive like that and I know we are going to get into a car crash. I think about commenting on how cool the drift was, but I look back and realize my mom is now in the car, so I'm glad I didn't say how cool the drift was. We are then at another intersection and my brother is going straight but another car comes from the side and we hit them in the back. I wonder why they didn't stop to avoid hitting us. Our car and their car continues and we both pull into the parking lot of the restaurant ahead. It is in a desert like area and the restaurant is a wooden shack. The sign is very tall and has a yellow outline with red letters and it’s situated in the parking lot. The dude that we hit gets out of the car and apologizes. I am then in the restaurant and my mom is there. She has a book on a computer and she shows it to me. I had already seen it before and it is about a psychotic killer and I thought it was weird that she actually enjoyed it. I thought that she would say that it wasn't appropriate. Then I am in a dark basketball gym and we are playing against another team. There are a bunch of spectators standing on the court and watching and I am wondering how we could play in this cramped space. Everyone is messing around and I am getting mad because I want to try and get better. The coaches take our entire group out and put me in because the other group wasn't trying. I am glad I wasn't in the other group because I knew even if I would've been trying, I would have still been taken out because the rest of the guys weren't trying so they wouldn't have seen me trying. I am on defense and I look at the windows and think that this is a perfect scenario for a zombie apocalypse and if it happened we would be done for because it’s pitch black. I become a little scared but forget about it. Then I start trying hard and I get a steal (and I think take it down for a layup). Then I am driving in my car back home and I am on a desert type rode next to a gas station. I notice my car is out of gas and I check and there is a symbol on my dashboard that is showing it’s out of gas. For some reason I am looking at it from the passenger side of the car so I can’t see it clearly. I double heck it and then a truck drives by and I tell them to stop. A dude comes out and says he’ll pay for my gas. We get the car to the pump and start filling it up. I am then sitting inside the gas station and talking with him and another guy. They are asking me questions like they know me, and I realize I recognize them. I am trying to think about where I've seen them before and am about to ask them but the dream ends. Breaking Bones over Bad Calls I am in the bleachers of my high school watching a basketball game. We are in the corner section nearest to the entrance. My grandpa keeps on disagreeing with the ref’s calls and he is breaking bones over it. He got so mad he pushed his thumb into a bleacher and it snapped. On one call, he belly flopped into the ground. The game is then over and there is a little kid walking out and my friend and I mess around with him because we are buddies. My parents come over and my mom is trying to fix grandpa up and she is worried about his broken thumb.
This is my 2nd attempt to heal my son’s plantar wart using lucid dreaming. The 1st attempt is recorded in my dream journals under ‘Part 1’ (Dec 13, 2014). Apparently it’s possible to heal using lucid dreaming, so I’m giving it a try. I feel this attempt worked out much better than my first, but still needs some work, no doubt, so I’ll try again soon. After my 1st attempt I realized I needed to rehearse this with my son prior to attempting this again, because it was a little more involved than what I thought it would be. My son willingly went through a couple of rehearsals, so that my mind would be ready for the 2nd attempt. I have to admit, it came across as being a bit odd when we were doing these rehearsals, especially since my son is not a lucid dreamer. However, he happily accepted, because he’s been dealing with this large wart on his left heel for three years now, and no medical remedy has worked. Next step is a minor operation, which we’re trying to avoid. Here’s what happened in the lucid dream: I woke up around 7:30 Am for a second WBTB. At 8:00 Am I quickly fell back to sleep, ready to do some more lucid dreaming. Little did I know I was about to be involved in an exciting false awakening! Next thing I knew I was being awakened by some good old rock music. I sat up in bed and realized I was wearing my Sony Walkman Headphones and listening to an old cassette tape. I couldn’t figure out how that happened, because I haven’t used my Walkman in 10 years or so, and I certainly didn’t go to sleep with it on. I looked over and saw my son standing at my bedroom door. I got up and walked over to him, and asked what time it was? He said he didn’t know, so I reached into my pocket and pulled out my iPhone, and it strangely said 1:00 Pm. How could I sleep for 5 hours and not remember a single dream. I was also a bit disappointed that I didn’t have an LD. I went to ‘crash out’ in my bed, and sleep some more, because I was still really tired. Strangely my bed was covered in my daughter’s possessions. I carefully lifted them off my bed and placed them down, but more of her stuff kept appearing on my bed. I repeated and repeated, but more her belongings kept on appearing on my bed. Finally I got frustrated and started to sweep them off my bed using my forearm, but they still kept appearing! Finally, I figured it out! I’m having a false awakening! I'm lucid! How could my daughter’s possessions keep appearing on my bed, after all, she’s in Heaven. I then remembered my plan to heal my son’s plantar wart. By this point my son had left the room, so I quickly called him back. He instantly returned, and then he laid down on the floor with his left foot raised. I then called my daughter to come and hold his leg up, so as to free both my hands. My daughter walked into the bedroom and held his foot slightly off the floor. This was all going as rehearsed and planned. I kneeled down and removed his left sock, and I could see the plantar wart right there on his heel. Next, I sat down on the floor in front of his foot, and said, “Through love and consciousness we heal the wart on your foot!” I had both of my palms pointing at the wart. Nothing happened, no light, no nothing. I then remembered the Kami Hami Ha I did in one lucid dream, so I took this approach, and cupped my hands together as if I was holding an imaginary volleyball. I focussed and concentrated on creating a healing light. A warm, white, fuzzy, light ball, with hues of yellow, appeared in my cupped hands. I then focused this light ball into two beams of light projecting from the palms of my hands, at my son’s plantar wart. This was working! I was really excited! Then my vision went dark, I couldn’t see anything! Darn, I’m losing lucidity! I stayed perfectly still and asked my daughter if she was still there. She replied, “Yes dad, I’m still here.” I replied, “I love you! Please help me out, I can’t see anything.” I could feel my legs, arms, and shoulders being pulled all at the same time. At this point I had no idea what was going on. My vision slowly came back, and I was surprised to see that several kids, including my son and daughter, were spinning me in a circle, as I sat on the floor. I couldn’t believe it. They were spinning me, like lucid dreamers do, when trying to improve clarity. This was very cool. We reassumed positions, and I recreated the light ball in my cupped hands, and again focussed the beams of light back on the plantar wart. At this point there were several dream figures standing around watching. One of the younger kids then jumped over my right arm and sat down on my left thigh, with both my arms reaching around him, as I was projecting the light. I guess he wanted a front row seat? I was waiting for my son’s heel to start glowing before I stopped, but then I unexpectedly woke up. It was 9:00 Am (WBTB was at 8 Am). This was one cool lucid dream! I went and got my son a Timmy’s hot chocolate, woke him up, and told him about the LD I just had. I said next time, we’ll have your heel glowing and that should do it! He enjoyed his Timmy’s hot chocolate and my enthusiasm to help out with his plantar wart in this unconventional way. Strangely enough, his wart did look a little bit better today!
Updated 12-22-2014 at 03:04 AM by 71173
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #261: Have a Badass Day I’m standing in a store that looks like a cross between a barber shop and a clothing store. There’s a mirror on every wall and as I catch sight of my own reflection, I see that Dreamer is standing just behind me and to the right. She acknowledges me with a casual nod, like it’s totally normal that we’re both here. Dreamer goes back to shopping and as I think about how she might have gotten here, I realize thatthis has to be a dream. “[Dreamer], I’m having a lucid dream!” I say. She gives me a skeptical look and says something like, “Right now? You’re sure?” Dreamer looks about ten years older than in waking life, and I notice that her hair is short, very light blonde but shot through with streaks of purple. At first I think about working to convince her, but decide that no, once things get rolling, she’ll believe it too. I grab her hand and we run toward the store’s exit. There’s no door, just an open air exit that leads out to a street made of interlocking stones. There’s a high stone wall ahead, and we have to turn left to make it around. There’s a shaft of yellow sunlight covering the road where we need to go, and for a moment I wonder whether it’ll block us. As I think this it shimmers like a glass barrier. We have some quick discussion about this as we approach it, and I say something about this “will be easy to phase through.” There’s a moment of pressure as we cross this threshold and then we’ve phased through. We emerge on a dusty street that has a Mad Max vibe to it, like we’re in a post-apocalyptic desert. It looks a bit like something out of screenshots I’ve seen from Rage. There’s an enclosed tunnel of metal and glass that stretches across the dusty road, and I become curious what’s inside. Still gripping Dreamer’s hand, I try to fly up there. There’s a little sticking point, though, and as I narrate my intent, for some reason I get the urge to sing. I start belting out whatever comes to mind, and an electric guitar immediately starts playing along in the background. (Yes, these are the actual lyrics... I "performed" them into my phone upon waking. ) I want you to know that I’m happy to be here, Let’s fly up in the sky, And have a badass day! I really belt out the last part. I try to keep going, but I’m too busy laughing about the very silly lyrics that I’ve already sung. We manage to fly up just a bit above the tunnel, and as I’m trying to get a view of the rest of the town, the dream ends.
I have yet to figure out my true dream signs so I have been randomly doing my RCs throughout waking life. I look at my hands, ask if I'm dreaming and try to read a clock. So when I found myself in a high-class RV of sorts with two characters from a show Ive been Netflixing called Californication, Hank and Karen, I decided to do a reality check by looking at my hands. I remember thinking there is no way this is a dream but just for shits n giggles, Ill do it anyways. Sure enough, my hands which looked normal started to shake like an overloaded washing machine and I suddenly realized: Wow, I'm dreaming. The dream started to crumble but I remembered my training; to focus on one object until it stabilizes but not focus too long on said object. So I noticed this very nice kitchen wall which was made of naturally finished teak that had fish aquariums and lcd screens built in. I made the wall itself my central focus for about 4 seconds and the dream stabilized. I then was so excited...I almost felt drunk of sorts. So then, Hank took me on this adventure as my dream guide. I randomly had my way with these willing women I don't know, maybe they were tv characters but I can't quite remember. I was then walking through a hallway when i decided to see if I could use telekenisis and it worked as I tossed a blanket back onto the bed and launched a couch cushion clear across the room. I also called out for an ex girlfriend just to see if I had the ability and wow...it worked! I talked to her a bit just like we are friends today and I remember feeling comforted knowing I could summon something or someone if my dream went awry. So I was sitting with Hank and Karen when a house keeper/babysitter walked in. I asked her "What do you represent?" she looked at me funny and was like, "Uhh, I don't know what you mean." I told her "Well you are a dream character so what do you represent?" and she says something like "inner inadequacies i guess, I don't know?" I shook my head in agreement and said okay as Hank also kind of understood what she meant. I will have to look further into that! So anyways the dreams last scene was me again doin the deed with one of my ex's best friends which was completely subconsciously summoned. I noticed outside while being somewhat pre occupied with her that we were floating in the RV about 200 feet above a sunny day Los Angeles and I believe that was what made the dream finally dissolve as I awoke in my bed with a big stupid grin on my face. Obviously this was a very exciting experience and with only my second experience being lucid I am glad I was able to use what I learned to stabilize this dream and do what I pleased. I'd say this lucid was at least 5 times move vivid than my first. Wow...back on board!
1. I was in school, in class talking to my friend Jacob. We had been talking about his game with girls and I was telling him how to step it up because he had no game at all. I told him that he had already ruined his chances with this one girl that he was going for, and he got really mad at me. I was only being honest though, because he never even talked to the girl. Suddenly, Morgan, a hot blonde in our class, came over to us and joined our conversation. She seconded everything that I said and gave Jacob some advice. It seemed like we were talking for a good 5 minutes or so. As we finished talking, the bell for class to end rang. I walked out of class and for some reason I walked to the first floor of my school and walked out the back exit as if school were over even though English class is only my 1st class of the day. As I walked outside I immediately noticed that it was raining really hard. The sky was filled with dark clouds and there was even lightening. Luckily, I was wearing my Zumiez Empyre jacket with aurora borealis print on it, so I just threw my hood over my head and walked in the rain. Ahead of me I saw my entire crew sitting on the bleachers next to the football field. It was literally my entire crew, so at least 25 guys were all chilling. I walk over to them in the pouring rain, and they say they are about to watch a game. Wtf? Watch a game in this weather? I figure I would just chill with them anyways since I had no where else to go at the moment. I walk around the rows of bleachers looking for my main crew of my friends Patrick, Trey, Dylan, and Alex. Soon I find them and they are sitting down in the middle of the bleachers. I sit down on the left side of my friend Dylan and we chill.
I find myself running through an underground tunnel. I must be recovering from amnesia. I pull up my HUD. A map of the area floats in front of me, and my target. I am on the astral plane. I hear a boy screaming in terror and pain. I don't remember my name or who I am, all I can feel is pure rage as I sprint down the tunnel toward the scream. I shift through a rusty door, and the scene turns my stomach. A hairy fat man is raping a young boy. I wrap my arm around the man's throat, and yank him back. He coughs and chokes, stumbling backwards. The boy runs away. I plunge my Psi-dagger into his right kidney, and his astral body twitches, and ectoplasm leaks out of the wound. I drop the man to the floor, and cleanse my blade with violet flame. The man's physical body has a grand mal seizure. I see his spirit float up out of his body. I slice it in two with my Infernal Sword, and his soul screams in pain and agony. I cast each half into different dimensions. An alarm goes off. Men in uniforms run in the room. "Oh my God, the Admiral had a heart attack." Then, the see the boy's bloody clothes. "What the fuck?" I spit on the dead body, and teleport back to the Black Pyramid.
Bits & Bobs from last two nights..... 1) My pal texted me with a list of birds he had seen round Forfar Loch. Bit of gap then I was at his hoose. He said 'I kent ye'd be here in nae time!' I looked at his list , there were about 40 species, including at least 6 species of Eagle... (no eagles in Forfar) I didn't have the heart to tell him he was a blether. There was another species (I forget) which I pulled him up on as it was out of season.... 2) My wife telling me I needed insoles for my shoes... 3) Looking at Long tailed Tits and thinking they weren't quite right (no wonder, they were soft toys!!)
Morning of December 21, 2014. Sunday. Dream #: 17,534-03. Reading time: 1 min 18 sec. Readability score: 75. My family and I are living in a composite location that northerly features the houses on Barolin Street. However, the house that was next door to us at a different address (Stadcor) is one additional lot over. The directional orientation is mostly that of Barolin Street. There is no definition of the southerly direction. I am unsure who is living next-door to the north. It may be a group of younger males, perhaps at least three TAFE students. (There is no backstory to my dream.) I watch one man go through their backyard and into their house. Loud annoying music plays. There is a point where I look over, but then look away after seemingly gazing a long time, because I eventually realize that I can see into their house through their front screen door, as it is facing toward our house, and I do not want to be seen as spying regardless of their behavior. However, all I see inside are a few empty chairs facing our house. I think about how the music is louder with all their doors open. I go to the front porch of our house and confront one of them about their loud music, which I can feel through our floor and walls. However, at the same time, the boy from the house on the other side (who had lived next door to us in Brisbane in reality and fought with his mother a lot) had been screaming at the top of his lungs because of also being annoyed by the loud music. The boy comes to the front of their house, continuing to yell about the music. Between my complaining and the boy’s continuous screaming, the males in the middle house soon give up and turn their music down to where I cannot hear it at all. At times, I can still hear the boy yelling in the backyard while playing a game with at least two friends.
Updated 08-27-2019 at 03:47 PM by 1390
ii drempt i was inn bak seat of the car with a giirl who had crystal blue eyes. i really wanted her but she rejected me and went for shannon instead.
First I was at my house, about 5 in the morning getting ready as I normally do, getting ready for a trivia crack tournament, and I'm about ready to shower when the door is all screwed up, I ask for some help with it and my friend who comes over to help rips the door of the hinges and he said he was "sabotaging" me and he left and joined our rival team. Later, the rest of us go off and we arrive at the tournament place, which looks like a school gym, except the bleachers go all the way around and its square shaped rather than rectangular, and the bleachers are odd, with different colors, being large cubes, and having symbols like X and O on them, and lights. A lot of people were there, but it turned out that the tournament wasnt going to happen until a few more hours, so we all left back to my house. At my house we just chatted for a while, screwing around. I remember at some point needing to use the bathroom, I go in there and it's like a public restroom, and it's HUGE. There are stall walls but they're very tiny and you can see over and under them without trying to. In the back is a HUGE handicap stall, and there's a wall with a bunch of silver, rectangular urinals, stacked above each other and stuff. Then I remember being back at my house and me and my friends want to play some video game, it swaps to like first person view in game, and we're running through a low resolution, hilly forest getting fired at by all kinds of guns and mortars, our little dudes look like master chief, and some of us go down but I make it to a spot where there's a tank and a fighter jet, I hop in the fighter jet and soar off, and I run in to some other jets and the only weapon I had were missiles that you had to aim in front of them so you could hit them while they move, because the missiles weren't heat seeking. It was hard but I managed to shoot a few down, I remember flying over mountains and forests, and we got to a spot that's a huge lake and I saw them down there as I circled around, and another plane came from behind a mountain and we nearly went underwater and I shot a few missiles, and missed, but eventually I hit him. I also had a dream I was at winn dixie, with someone (cant remember who), and other people showed up and I remember looking for someone, and going out in the parking lot and driving. I'm pretty sure I dreamt that I was in sleep paralysis, it sucked because it sounded like a nuclear bomb was going off in my left ear.
I'm trying to fall asleep when a cat jumped on me and started to walk on me. Oh, boy. Here we go. It goes under my covers. It's a yellow cat. Aw, how cute! It bit my hand. I start yelling at it repeatedly, "What do you want!" After a minute it started to eat my head. Fine, eat my head! What do I care! I finally realized yelling at it wouldn't work and I had to calm down and show love and compassion for it. After I did that, it disappeared, and then of all things, wait for it, a SMART PHONE appeared in my hands. I've never dreamed of a phone in any way, ever. On it is a text message from the cat. It says "A drink". Stupid cat! Some sort of game then shows up. I'm still trying to figure out what's going on. The game makes a sound like I died. Then, finally, the screen for texting came up. It wanted me to text to a fictional woman named Sally Razen. I have zero texting skill whatsoever. After a couple of seconds of figuring out what to do, I woke up.
Updated 12-22-2014 at 11:52 PM by 57896
I am disoriented. I pull up my HUD. I'm getting a ring. It's Nomad. "Virus, we have a target in range. We have a lock on him." I am on some strange desert landscape. Mars. I breathe. This is a dream, no, I am on the astral plane. I see the Martian soil at my feet. "He's asleep in the colony," Nomad says. He downloads me his coordinates. I type them into my holo-keyboard, and teleport to the pedophile's location. I am in a room made of what looks like platinum. There is a sweaty fat man sleeping here. I shoot an astral tendril to his brain. What I see horrifies me. “Nomad, we have verification.” I open a pouch on my belt, and toss three beetle robots on to him. They latch on to his pineal gland, heart, and spinal cord. Program: Terror/Fear. The beetles twitch and vibrate, and the pedophile whines in his sleep. I smell the stench of urine, and suddenly he sits up in bed, screaming. He turns and looks at me. I morph into a fiery angel, and lunge forward, slamming his head against the wall. I begin to choke him, he gags. I hear him asking, “How can an angel kill me?” “Virus, Abort Mission, you have a literal army of spooks coming your way.” “No, fuck them.” “Dammit, Virus!” Nomad opens a portal on the side of me, and the spooks open one behind me and yank me through. I feel pain in my head, then black out. I awake strapped to a table. I try to teleport out. I can’t. “We have ways of trapping your astral body, Mr. Virus. You thought it not possible? And now, witness.” I am in a large white room, like a medical room for students to look down and watch a surgery. The spook clacks some pliers he picks up off a table. “Damn you psycho Agents! Can’t you see you are slaves?” “You are the slave, we are the masters!” Then this man dressed as a doctor clenches down on my testicles with the pliers, and twists them. I scream in pain, I can’t block it out. “You want to kill people in the real world through your “astral hacks” as you call them? How does it feel for your astral body to be held captive by us?” A portal opens behind the “doctor” and a hand yanks him through. Multiples portals open, and people wearing Guy Fawkes masks unload mind bullets into the Agents. They slice through my bonds with a psi blade, then we portal back the The Black Pyramid. I am taken to the Healing Room. I lie on a large bed. I feel nauseous, and pass out.
Saturday 20-Dec-14 Dream I woke from about 6am. I was asleep. I heard a knock on my door. I called out, "Wait a minute!" I pushed out of bed and stumbled in the dark to put my nightgown on. My ballance was good because I clambered-over my been bag (in the dark) without falling. I opened my bedroom door and there was a man with a nice dog. He said, "I just thought I betterlet you know that I'm keeping this nice dog in my room and it don't matter if the landlady finds out and kicks me out because I'm leaving in 2 weeks". Then I saw another 2 nice dogs in the corridor near the courtyard. I got down and hugged the silky, floppy-eared, medium sizee, very calm and friendly dog, sitting next to the man. Next, I was dreaming about a different man with 3 baby snakes, snuggly wrapped around hiswrist and fingers. I wanted one. Next he had a large (thick) 2 or 3 foot snake (black and yellow) on his chest. I wanted it. It jumped onto my chest, turned into ashadow, fell on the floor and the snake shadow disappeared. (eod) When I woke I went to the calendar on the back of my door. Counted 14 days and circled the 3rd of Jan 2015 to see what happens to that guest here at my boarding house. Will he get a lovely dog and move out? He has lived here almost as long as me (about 20 years. He hasnt knocked on my door for years but I see him lots around the boarding house. A few hours ago he knocked on my door to ask if the pension comes early when its due on a holiday day. I told him yes then told him about the dream. He's not a dog person and none of the 3 dogs mean any thing to him. Just now 10pm Sun 21/12/14 I heard for the first tim, a TV add about a lotto megga-draw to be drawn on Saturday January 3rd Wow I'm going to ask Our-Dreaming-Mind to give me dreams of THAT lotto mega-draw. Then I'll give that guy the filled-out coupon with my dream numbers on it. Then give him the money to play the coupon. If the numbers come-up, the winnings are exclusively his. So now I can fall asleep till the 3rd of January with that excitement, in the pit of my stomach, wondering if my dreams will hit the target. Yippppppppppeeeeeeeee!!!!!
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