Woke up after 6 hours of sleep, short WBTB, some SSILD but wasn't fully focused and fell back asleep. Had a long, vivid non-lucid dream in which I was travelling along a deserted dust road when I suddenly went lucid without any obvious reason. It felt as if I decided to not follow the predefined dream plot passively anymore - a sudden feeling of freedom overcame me. I got up and walked to one side of the road, being strangely aware of my whole body and its movements. I took a moment to simply marvel at my surroundings which included some houses with neat front gardens on this side of the road. Then, I remembered my plan to shapeshift into a bird and I began to flap my arms as if they were wings. At first, I was somewhat sceptical if this will work because normally I initiate flying in a different way. But then I felt myself leaving the ground and flying high into the air - with the typical rush of excitement. Looking down I had a clear view of the landscape, and I noticed my shadow on the ground - which had indeed the form of a large bird of prey! I realized that I didn't have legs anymore, instead I could somehow influence my flight with my ... tail (was probably not very realistic but whatever). Excited I looked down to see if I had indeed wings now, only to find my seemingly normal arms still in place. I concentrated on my arms/wings and found them changing form and place all the time. This was a little confusing and with me being distracted my surroundings decayed into gray nothingness. Can't remember what happened afterwards, I guess I lost the dream to a false awakening.
May 12 I am standing on the front porch of my mom's boyfriends' house. I see a number of moons in a line in the sky (like Ilus from the Expanse). Blam. Dreamsign. Very clearly lucid. I look and coming down the sidewalk to my right is this silver android with green energy conduits running all over his body walking down the sidewalk. He stops about 15 meters away and announces that I am his target and set to be terminated. He raises his right hand which has some kind of energy weapon in it and creates a large energy ball. I duck out of the way and it explodes destroying my mom's truck in a fireball. I declare to the robot that we don't have to fight. Here me of all people, trying to be less violent in my lucid dreams. The robot responds that this is his programming and that he will not stop until I am dead. I figure it best just to leave it. I decide to just abandon the situation and fly away. The robot flies into the air with antigravity and plows into me with a powerful punch. I do not feel it and don't seem to be physically damaged by it (though my clothing is shredded) as I am sent flying through several houses causing significant damage to all of them. I get up and dust myself off, now standing in the middle of a pile of broken lumber and bricks in what was somebody's house. I notice the robot seems to be gone so I decided to take off and fly away. My propulsion powers work, though they are weaker than I would like. I have to angle my rockets mostly down just to stay in the air and this leaves me moving forward through the air. I begin repeating an old mantra that I used to use when I first began practicing LD. "I am a good lucid dreamer. Lucid dreaming is easy for me." For some reason, this slowly starts to increase the effectiveness of my propulsion and I am soaring well above the landscape and gaining speed. I look down seeing highways, towns, forests, farms, roads and what have you. Right below me is a large complex of condos with yellow siding and red terracotta roofs. The android comes plowing in from absolutely nowhere and pounds me towards the ground. I land in a small yard between two condo buildings in the dirt. I have literally made like a cartoon style imprint in the shape of my body into the ground. I see the android hovering down next to me and preparing another energy blast. "Okay... you had your chance at mercy. Now I'm going to kick your ass." I begin throwing out fireballs in rapid succession. This has little effect aside from minorly staggering the robot. I combine my orange and blue fire and it makes a purple plasma ball that I throw at the robot. This seems more effective, the plating on his chest becomes mangled and half molten though he's still intact and relatively unharmed; at least now I know I can damage his armor. The robot flies at me again, hitting me so hard it creates a shockwave. I'm sent flying for miles and when I land, find myself on the surface of an ice lake surrounded by a snowy forest. A moment later the robot comes flying out of the sky and smashes me down through the ice. We begin wrestling underwater; I think the robot intended to drown me. I've been practicing avoiding the drowning feeling in lucid dreams and breathing underwater. It seemed to work here, as I didn't have any problems breathing and managed to get a hold of his arm with one and begin hitting the shoulder joint with my elbow. Eventually, the shoulder of the bot crumples and I'm able to tear off one of his arms. I then get the idea to slide his arm like a glove and start firing energy blasts from it. This works and the android attempts to retreat. I fly after it, pursuing it to this mountainous area. There are huge cliff faces and this gigantic circular castle tower built into a cliffside. Judging by the number of windows the minuscule scale of buildings below it is the size of a skyscraper at least, and I continue fighting the android. At some point, I attempted to throw a kick but wound up kicking IWL and jolting myself awake. Jun 20 (Today) The dream begins with me having to retake 5th grade. I complain that I am a grown adult and shouldn't have to return to elementary school; it would be awkward etc. However, when I get there I find that I am in a 5th grade class full of other adults...? I'm still suspicious because being in lower grades is a dream sign. We take a field trip to somewhere in colorado I think. We are walking through a natural area of forests and farmland with large beautiful mountains on the horizon. I'm still suspicious of the situation and eventually break through into full lucidity. A pretty typical scene plays out in where I am attempting to convince the other dream characters that I am lucid dreaming and they are not believing me. I attempt to prove it by spinning around on the spot and levitating. The dream characters don't seem particularly impressed. I ask them to replicate this feat and they are unable to do so. I instead decided to test out other powers. I've had water, fire, and air manipulation in the past and been able to use them pretty consistently; but never been able to earthbend. I find a large pink granite boulder about a meter in diameter sitting by the side of the road and decide to see if I can earthbend it. First I tried several times a sort of uppercut motion; to see if I could levitate it. This doesn't work. I eventually break into trying to go at from a different angle (the exact mistake a certain airbender made in a certain show). Thinking that the logic of the show applies here I decide that is not the best course of action. Instead of attempting to telekinetically lift the rock I opt to simply punch it with my own hands. I kneel down some and punch it in the side. This works, the boulder is sent rolling a few meters away. Seeing that actual physical contact seemed to help; I then decide to try and split the boulder with a knife-hand strike. Initially this doesn't work but on the second attempt, the rock splits down the middle, as intended. The entire thing then crumbles into small fragments, which was not intended.
In the dream, my mom is complaining about how dirty the van is, as she starts wiping down the upholstery and around the dashboard..apparently was left a mess after some previews trip, according to her. This van reminds me of the one we used to have in NJ., a 1972 Ford!, a heavy-duty mechanic steering wheel, a real workout!...back to the subject, I sat on the passenger seat, and of course my mom is driving. ( , my mom doesn't drive until this day. IWL). As she starts driving, I see at the distance, a huge bridge, more like the George W. B. This bridge is only 3 wide lanes, and the floor is wooden boards ??! and mom takes the middle. I start noticing there are missing boards on the bridge, and the tension starts to build up inside me. Then I feel couple of bumps here and there, we're not going too fast, about 30 to 40 mph. The gaps between the wooden boards are getting bigger and bigger, now I'm really tense.. Then my attention gets fixed on how we will be able to make it through an incoming gap, about 1 foot wide; so now I feel we're stuck... I look in front, there aren't any boards on all three lanes, only some type of iron rails dividing them , but I could glance at what it seems the other side of the bridge; one or two-man are standing couple hundred feet apart from us.. We're hanging in the bridge, so desperate need, my mom goes on reverse (well, my intention goes R..) Mom steps on the gas with no hesitation..all the way! I start thinking shit! the incoming traffic, I see cars zooming by, we're recklessly driving on R. to where the bridge started and beyond.. We finally slow down after about half mile. My vision and perception zooms in and out of the van, video camera like, I see cars fast and slow-motion simultaneously, trafic is coming as close as 12 in. apart.. Next thing I know, the police arrives with multiple cars, I think cameras on the bridge must have seen that scene A female accompanied by other two police officers approach us calmly by the side of the road, and I see no guns out. Then mom says: " I want to report to that officer, I trust that one!" (nothing personal).. I raise my hands up behind my head, submissively My sister and my aunt arrive to the scene, as Im signing some card. I noticed my signature blurs out as I write.
Dream1:I was on a trip and went to a place where I saw an exotic bird. I put on the gloves so it would land on me and I forgot to take it off. I accidentally brought it back over the border and then realized I dont want a bird to take care of. So we stopped by the sameplace we did on the way there and the man who owned the place was an exotic pet owenr so I gave it to him. When I got back tot he bus I got comforted by the sweet lady who told me "It's always warm outside when its warm inside". I closed my eyes and started seeing visions. I had visions of japanese/anime-esque places, people and scenes in black and white. I was then in a place which had a ton of those statues like from super smash bros and we touched 1 which then came alive. It started touching others and creating an army. the 3 of us tried to stop them and it was easy because they were still toys. After we stopped the army I saw a place right next to us that I recognized from my visions. I brought them and we went to do what I knew we needed to do. We got some wheels or plastic or something that we had to reassemble for these little toy cars. Then we had 4 gems which were the same as some other guys over to the side. They were sitting on thrones and surrounded by others like it was some ceremony. There were 2 empty seats and some missing gems so me and Lorne took some gems and took the missing places. Then I woke up Dream2: I was hiding in a casino with Evan. A man with FBI on his shirt came and got us to get out of the restricted area.
Awake|Dreaming|Lucid I'm in a farm and I know it's a dream. I fly over the trees and look at the red barn. I remember I wanted to meet up with and create a permanent DC. I thought of a new experiment. I have a distinct favorite color and some lucky numbers I always go with. I would like to have an interview with a DC in my dream and ask him or her what his or her favorite colour is, what their lucky number is and try to memorise their face as well as I can. When I wake up I want to make a painting of the DC's face, write down the name of the DC, her or his favorite color and lucky number. I also would want to create some notes about what I think about the DC and what he or she likes to do. By doing this I will create a deeper connection with the DC and much more easily create a permanent DC. I wake up in a bed and there are Diego and some other people. We play a game and Diego wants us to pray.
Dream 1: In this dream I was living alone in a small apartment across from Dominos. I went to work and then wanted to take a break and go home for a bit so I did and then was worrying about how long it had been since I left. I spent time making and eating food. I also saw a friend outside my apartment and they found out I was living there now. They thought it was really cool because right next door there was some popular shop. Maybe an ice cream shop. You had to go down a ladder to get there. I also was eating food at my friends car during break. When I finally went back there was an inspector and he was checking stuff out. I realized I forgot my hat, mask and apron so I had to leave and come back.
A semi-lucid I had the other night, I was on a street close to the clubhouse in my childhood neighborhood, there was a dialogue going on but I interjected and said "this is a dream" and then the dream exploded into vividness, I started to try to stabilize the dream, I rubbed my hands together, I said "three plus three is..." and there was a slight pause in the dream then I said "six", I looked forwards and feared that the dream was going to wobble and collapse but I did something I don't normally do and I spun around to stabilize the dream, I remember vividly trying to stay conscious to keep the lucid dream alive, earlier in the dream I had become vivid and feared I was going to become too excited to pop the dream but it didn't end at that point. I was outside with my mom, the dream scene was on a slope against a coast. My mom and I were picking in the grass, there had been some sort of item that had exposed a group of drugs and my mom was on the case, I was acting innocent like I'd never seen it, I threw the object onto the ground and my mom went on to the ground to see it, we were both now on the ground looking at what was originally a small object of drugs turned into a row of acid and molly, while I'm looking at this on the ground with my mom I see a girl from my high school Ol in a lawn chair against the house shuffling back and forth, she eventually gets up, she turns into my older sister, my view turns towards the ocean, I'm wearing a cape, the wind catches my cape and I'm flying down the slope towards the ocean, I think I may land hard but I fly upwards before landing harshly and I land in the ocean beyond the markers, and now I'm swimming towards the shore towards other people who are within the markers.
20 ОС. Полёт в воздухе. 20 ноября 2011 Высокое здание опять с арочными проходами, только маленьких размеров. Зашёл за один такой проход. Осознался. Наконец-то! Посмотрел на руки, потом на одежду: Зелёная футболка и чёрные шорты. Тут меня стало "Колбасить" - зрение ухудшилось раз, стало трудно ходить два, почувствовал тело очень лёгким три. Подумал, что это вибрации. Ни в какой астрал я выходить не хотел, поэтому схватился руками за кирпичную кладку. Стал усиленно тереть кирпич. Удалось закрепиться. Кирпич был красный, и на этот раз тактильные ощущения реальные. Пролез на четвереньках под маленькой аркой обратно. Возникла мысль, что в этой стороне лучше не оставаться иначе не проснусь (тут явные пересечения с предыдущим ОСом про "Ангела смерти"). Решил взлететь. Удалось поразительно быстро. Пришлось даже остановится в воздухе, казалось что могу вылететь за атмосферу Земли. Но при попытке полететь, куда глаза глядят, ничего не получилось. Пришлось использовать метод плавания. Сделал пару гребков и полетел. Сначала хотел в сторону дома, потом вспомнил про план найти маму и сказать, что это сон. Прилетел к месту возле рынка. Увидел маму. Опустился на какую-то крышу (уровень второго этажа). Она стала по этой крыше от меня убегать. Схватил её за ногу, и она исчезла. Стал смотреть вниз. Увидел её с рыжей большой собакой на поводке. И на глазах солнечные очки (у мамы, а не у собаки). В реале мама собак терпеть не может, да и я их тоже недолюбливаю. Стал медленно подлетать к ней, и в это же время стал просыпаться. Выводы: 1. Снова видел местность с арками и красным кирпичом. 2. Чуть не вылетел из сна. В совокупности проблемы со зрением, с ходьбой, с ощущением сновиденного тела. 3. Тактильные ощущения были, как в реале. 4. Летал во сне. Метод плавания все же лучший. 5. Персонаж исчез на моих глазах. 6. Другой персонаж принял облик исчезнувшего персонажа. 20 LD. Flying in the air. November 20, 2011 The tall building is again with arched walkways, only small in size. I went in for one such passage. Confessed. At last! I looked at my hands, then at the clothes: Green T-shirt and black shorts. Then “Sausage” began to me - my eyesight worsened once, it became difficult to walk two, I felt my body very light three. (Колбасить "Sausage" - This is Russian slang denoting the physiological reaction of the body. When you are shaking, you cannot control your movements. And here I do not know sausage) Thought it was vibration. I didn’t want to go to any astral plane, so I grabbed my hands on the brickwork. I began to rub the brick hard. I managed to gain a foothold. The brick was red, and this time the tactile sensations are real. I crawled on all fours under the small arch back. There was an idea that it’s better not to stay in this direction, otherwise I won’t wake up (here there are obvious intersections with the previous LD about the "Angel of Death"). I decided to take off. It was amazingly fast. I even had to stop in the air, it seemed that I could fly out of the Earth’s atmosphere. But when you try to fly where your eyes look, nothing happened. I had to use the swimming method. I made a couple of strokes and flew. First I wanted to go home, then I remembered the plan to find my mother and say that this is a dream. I flew to a place near the market. I saw mom. I went down to some roof (level of the second floor). She began to run away from me on this roof. I grabbed her leg and she disappeared. I began to look down. I saw her with a ginger big dog on a leash. And in front of our eyes are sunglasses (with mom, not with the dog). In real life, my mother hates dogs, and I also don't like them. I began to slowly fly up to her, and at the same time I began to wake up. Findings: 1. Again I saw a place with arches and red bricks. 2. I almost flew out of sleep. In total, problems with vision, with walking, with the sensation of a dreaming body. 3. Tactile sensations were, as in real life. 4. I flew in a dream. The swimming method is still the best. 5. The character disappeared before my eyes. 6. Another character took the form of a disappeared character.
Basic ii -sneak up on DCs - Succeded! In the dream, I'm at school, in a classroom that seems to be 3rd grade. but wait! I think to myself, I finished High School and College, why am I here..?? Then 3 girls come to my desk and I get distracted.. They started putting glue or more like slime on my desk, one of them mixes some brown and black paint on it, and tells me this is a cake for you..! As I intended to do an RC. splaaattt!! goes all over my face! I remained calm and think to myself, "This is just a dream", immediately I remembered the basic II task. I stand up, raising my both hands up, just like a lagune monster emerging from a swamp. Then I see a group of boys and I do a loud gggroooaarrr!!! they all start running away, knocking some desks down.. Then the teacher starts yelling, "What is this mess?!!" I started wiping my face off like if nothing has happened. co
Dream1: I was hanging out with Nelk and SteveWillDoIt. I was mostly taking to Steve. We were hanging out for a while and he seemed to like me so I asked him if we could do an interview and put it on youtube. He liked that idea. I asked if we could put 1 video on my channel and 1 on his. He said no he couldnt do that. Then I offered to just put it on his channel and he gives me a shoutout. He was donw for that. At one point I was chugging my water but it didnt really feel like I was drinking anything so I looked inside my bottle and there was a metal layer close to the cap. Thats why I couldnt drink, it was blocked. I then learned if I just tip it I can drink some water slowly.
Night of June 17, 2020. Wednesday. Dream #: 19,539-14. Reading time (optimized): 2 min 30 sec. Before deliberately letting go of my conscious awareness and recognition of being in the dream state (see note one below), I watch the typical rapid morphing of surreal imagery until it begins to slow into something with which I can integrate. I become aware of an audio snippet from “The Solid Tin Coyote” that accompanied the scene where it is striding. (It is a very familiar and nostalgic sound going back to age five when I first saw it in a drive-in theater with my sister Marilyn and her husband.) I focus on the imaginary sound, and this results in a vivid vestibular response of being the solid tin coyote. However, during my dream, my viewpoint changes. At times, I am the solid tin coyote, cheerfully striding through a field. At other times, I am inside its head at a panel reminiscent of an aircraft. Additionally, I am sometimes watching it from an incorporeal perspective. Soon, Imperial Walkers (AT-AT walkers) from the “Star Wars” franchise appear on each side. They are slightly shorter than the solid tin coyote. As the solid tin coyote, I happily push them over and avoid their attacks. Eventually, when cerebral cortex nuances rise above vestibular cortex nuances (that is, thought cohesiveness beginning to overtake the imaginary physicality of the dream state because of higher liminality and more predominant duality), a Boston Dynamics robot dog struts into the scene from the opposite direction. “Mind your social distancing,” it says in a strange synthetic voice, yet while walking even closer to my solid tin coyote form. “Here’s your social distancing,” I say, and kick the Boston Dynamics robot dog over a pole vault bar about a city block’s distance away. After this, vestibular dynamics rise above cerebral, resulting in seeing a herd of zebras running to the horizon. (See note two.) It is important to emphasize that this is my first liminal to instinctual dream where a pandemic term was perceived, though it still did not trigger any dream state recall of the pandemic itself. Note one: In contrast to “becoming lucid” while dreaming (though I have always been spontaneously lucid in the first half of a sleep cycle since I was a toddler, a fact that most people can neither seem to comprehend nor accept), I often utilize the opposite technique. After building a foundation of repeated specialized affirmations (though I never post more definitively scripted dreams online), I deliberately release my conscious presence, so my dream becomes instinctual (without conscious bias, allowing my dream’s narrative to render naturally), which is more intriguing and unique than by way of liminal modulation. (This term includes the sustaining of the duality and knowledge of causal factors between dream space and waking space.) It is overwhelmingly evident that most people lack any understanding of the dream state or its processes, but I try to write as clearly and as honestly as I can. I use specialized software to utilize as low a grade level (concerning readability) as possible for the content, making multiple passes. Despite my AI-reported performance, typically 100% (correctness, clarity, engagement, and delivery), that does not guarantee that my writing is entirely free of errors or ambiguity. Note two: Anything in my dream resulting from vestibular-cerebral handshakes and their instinctual, liminal, or lucid management, for example, a car, horse, robot, and so on, vary with which cortex is concurrently most active. Robots correlate more with cerebral cortex integration (and my liminal awareness that the physicality of the dream state is wholly imaginary). Physical forms such as animals (in this case, the zebras) correlate more with vestibular-cerebral passivity as I release my hold on liminality. I have experienced these results in thousands of my dreams since childhood, so there is no mystery as to their causal factors.
Haven't been having the best kind of dreams lately. Woke myself up from this one.
19 ОС. Город из красного кирпича. (18 ноября 2011) Часть первая - стеклянный дом друга. Осознался у себя дома. Решил найти друга. Попробовал метод двери - не сработал. Так же попробовал вытянуть друга из-за спины - тоже не получилось. Вышел из дома. Подъезд в памяти не зафиксировался, сразу оказался на улице. Пошёл в сторону дома друга. По идеи местность, по которой я шёл, должна была быть соседним двором, но было не так. Не хватало двух домов, да и сам двор выглядел по-другому. Я шёл по тропинке. На дворе играли дети. На тропинке подобрал веник и захотел кинуть им, но подумал, что эта мысль внушённая, и поставил его обратно на землю. Дойдя до конца тропинки, я не увидел ничего похожего из реальной местности. Прошёл чуть подальше, и увидел одноэтажный деревянный дом с крышей треугольной формы, наружные стены дома были стеклянными. Мысль: "Ну конечно он же на даче постоянно обитает, неудивительно, что ему такой дом снится". Я открыл дверь и вошёл внутрь этого дома. Планировка такая: Комната в ней две женщины, напротив дверь со стеклом в центральной части, сквозь стекло видно коридор, за коридором ещё одна такая же дверь, а уже за той дверью сидит друг за компом. Пошёл к двери, и ко мне тут же подбежала женщина. У нас произошёл короткий диалог - Ты куда? - К Другу. - К нему нельзя. - Мне надо. Решил пройти дальше, но она схватила меня за руки. Тогда решил спросить её имя. Тут же в голове ФИО того человека про которого я думал. Но так как спрайт этой женщины ни слова не произнёс, доверять этой мысли не стал. Решил спросить у другой женщины. - Тебя как зовут? - Рахматова Мария. Тут же пришло знание, что эта Мария как то связана с той женщиной, которая меня не пускает. И ещё вертелись мысли о поэтессах России. Только когда проснулся, понял если в фамилии Рахматова убрать букву Р, то получится Ахматова. Я сумел открыть дверь в коридор, но дальше пройти не удалось, женщина держала меня крепко. Тогда я стал звать друга, но он из-за двери не слышал. И тут я решил её обмануть: - Он нас увидел. Ты ведь не хочешь, чтобы он узнал, как ты меня не пускаешь?! Сработало! Она тут же отпустила меня, и я вошёл к другу. Поздоровавшись с другом, мы стали обсуждать одну ситуацию из реала. Я был более чем уверен, что это действительно мой друг. Я решил рассказать ему, что мы во сне. Он не поверил. "Сейчас я тебе это докажу", - говорю я. Подхожу к стене, делаю кончики пальцев нематериальными и проношу сквозь стену. На самой стене висел ковёр. Друг не увидел, как мои руки прошли сквозь стену, так как он в эту секунду отвернулся. Тогда я убираю руки и тут же задеваю какие-то предметы на потолке. Один из них падает на пол. Чувствую, что сейчас проснусь. И говорю ему: "Я сейчас исчезну, и ты поймёшь, что это сон. Просыпаюсь. Часть вторая - ангел смерти. Тут же засыпаю, вижу ЛП, как я хочу записать этот сон на комп, опять заставляю себя проснуться. Вспоминаю, что забыл у него имя спросить и засыпаю заново. Удалось вернуться в сон. Я опять нахожусь в той же комнате с другом. Говорю ему -Я вернулся, забыл у тебя имя спросить. Тот на меня смотрит, как на придурка. Мол, ты ведь и так знаешь, что это я. В этот момент в комнату заглядывает женщина, которая меня не пускала. - (Имя друга) к нам гости пришли. Я говорю другу: - Ладно, мне пора - Ну давай приходи ещё. Пока. Прохожу по тому же коридору. Вижу уже 3-х женщин, одна почему-то в красном нижнем белье стоит. Про себя думаю, "что на них внимание обращать спрайты обыкновенные ведь. А другу я так и не доказал, что это сон, как сюда пришел, так и вышел". Вышел из этого домика, и решил идти к себе домой. Не тут то было! Местность кардинально изменилась. Если когда я шёл вперёд, вокруг был пустырь и только этот домик. То сейчас вокруг были дороги, кирпичные многоэтажные дома. В той стороне, куда я направлялся, был кирпичный дом в виде 3-х этажной башни, и арка для дороги. Повыше этой дороги виднелась автострада. Я попытался взлететь на эту автостраду, не вышло. Подпрыгнул - то же самое. Ещё несколько раз попрыгал - бесполезно даже прыжки, как обычные. Тут вспомнил про метод дистанционного управления сна руками. Пытаюсь что-нибудь схватить руками. Но не теми, которые у сновиденного тела, а вообще представляю свои реальные руки и пробую что-нибудь сделать. Попробовал раздвинуть этот башенный дом, не удалось, но почувствовал какую то энергию. Стал со всех сторон хватать эту энергию и заталкивать в себя. Во сне я думал, что это "энергия тяготения" и с помощью неё я смогу взлететь. Подпрыгнул, взлететь не вышло, но я схватил во время прыжка ноги и стал левитировать невысоко над землёй. Тут я увидел над автострадой аттракцион – что-то наподобие американских горок, и тут же притянулся к нему. С этого аттракциона я сумел рассмотреть город. Город был большой, много дорог, многоэтажные дома, но не панельные, а из красного кирпича. В небе летают два белых воздушных шара (не маленьких шариков, а большие воздушные шары, в которых люди летают). Посмотрев вниз, увидел на автостраде малюсенькие машины. Испугался высоты. "Да, думаю, летать собрался, а сам высоты боюсь, надо перебороть этот страх" и спрыгнул с аттракциона вниз. Сам прыжок я наблюдал со стороны. Падал я медленно. Попытки взлететь во время падения, не увенчались успехом. Опустился на какую-то металлическую ребристую крышу, на вид из алюминия. Под этой крышей была автострада. Я пошёл по ней, как думал в сторону дома, хотя и не было ни одного ориентира в какой стороне может находиться мой дом. Тут ко мне подходят три, или даже четыре девушки. Одна из них спрашивает. - Ты что тут делаешь? - Иду. Если я посмотрю вниз, то свалюсь на автостраду. Таким образом, я вместе с ними прошёл по крыше всю дорогу. Девушки тем временем между собой разговаривали. Одна что-то говорила про цирк, который находится на этой дороге. Типо теперь в него люди будут на представления ходить. Другие говорили, как я понял про меня: «Какой молодой». Я ещё подумал интересно, что они имеют в виду. Тут я взглянул на девушку, которая со мной заговорила, и решил спросить у неё имя. - Моя мама называла меня Никола-крошка, но мой отец сказал, что Ангел смерти не смотрел. - Так ты Ангел смерти?! - Да. Тут же стало понятно, что имели в виду две другие девушки, когда говорили какой молодой: «молодой ещё для того чтобы умереть». В это время мы уже шли по асфальтированной дорожке. Впереди стоял кирпичный дом, опять с проходом-аркой. Я снял с левой руки маленькие электронные часы. И они улетели в этот проход. "Стоп", - говорю я: "Я не хочу туда идти. Мне надо домой." - Так (или здесь) ты домой не попадёшь. Тебе надо проснуться. Она продолжала говорить что-то ещё, но я решил воспользоваться её советом и проснулся. Была уверенность, что если я бы зашёл в ту арку, то никогда бы больше не проснулся. Бред конечно, хотя пробовать проверять я бы не стал. Выводы: 1. Друг встречу не подтвердил. Он не помнил, что ему снилось. 2. Вообще в соседнем дворе у меня частенько искривляется местность. 3. Интересен дом со стеклянными стенами. 4. Сумел вернуться в сон. 5. Интересна местность кирпичного города с арками. 6. Метод дистанционного управления руками все же сработал. 7. Чувствовал некую энергию, которую я впитывал в себя. 8. Удалось взлететь. 9. Когда прыгал с аттракциона, попал в позицию наблюдателя. 10. Интересен персонаж ангел смерти Никола крошка. 11. Реально было страшно зайти за арку, куда улетели часы. 12. Примерное время нахождения в ОСе - 18 минут 19 LD. The city of red brick. (November 18, 2011) Part one - the glass house of a friend. Confessed at home. I decided to find a friend. I tried the door method - it did not work. I also tried to pull my friend from behind - it also did not work. I've left home. The entrance to the memory was not fixed, it immediately appeared on the street. I went to the side of my friend’s house. According to the idea, the area I was walking along was supposed to be a neighboring courtyard, but it was not so. Two houses were missing, and the courtyard itself looked different. I walked along the path. Children were playing in the yard. On the path, I picked up a broom and wanted to throw them, but I thought that this thought had been suggested, and put it back on the ground. When I reached the end of the path, I did not see anything similar from the real area. I went a little further and saw a one-story wooden house with a triangular-shaped roof, the exterior walls of the house were glass. Thought: "Well, of course, he always lives in the country, it is not surprising that he dreams of such a house." I opened the door and went inside this house. The layout is as follows: The room in it is two women, opposite the door with glass in the central part, through the glass you can see the corridor, behind the corridor there is another same door, and already behind that door sits at the computer. I went to the door, and a woman immediately ran up to me. We had a short dialogue - Where are you going? - To friend. - You can’t go to him. - I need. I decided to go further, but she grabbed my hands. Then I decided to ask her name. Immediately in the head the name of the person about whom I was thinking. But since the sprite of this woman did not say a word, he did not trust this thought. I decided to ask another woman. - What is your name? - Rahmatova Maria. Immediately, knowledge came that this Mary was somehow connected with that woman who would not let me in. And thoughts about the poetess of Russia revolved. Only when I woke up did I understand that if the letter R was removed in the surname of Rahmatov, would Ahmatova be obtained. I managed to open the door to the corridor, but I couldn’t go further, the woman held me tight. Then I began to call a friend, but he did not hear from the door. And then I decided to deceive her: “He saw us.” You don’t want him to know how you’re not letting me in ?! It worked! She immediately let me go, and I went in to a friend. Having greeted a friend, we began to discuss one situation from real life. I was more than sure that it was really my friend. I decided to tell him that we were in a dream. He did not believe. “Now I will prove it to you,” I say. I go to the wall, make the fingertips intangible and carry through the wall. A carpet hung on the wall itself. A friend did not see how my hands went through the wall, because at that moment he turned away. Then I remove my hands and immediately hurt some objects on the ceiling. One of them falls to the floor. I feel like I'm waking up now. And I told him: "I will disappear now, and you will understand that this is a dream. I wake up. Part Two - The Angel of Death. I immediately fall asleep, I see FW, how I want to record this dream on a computer, again I force myself to wake up. I remember that I forgot to ask his name and fall asleep again. I managed to get back to sleep. I am again in the same room with a friend. I tell him -I'm back, I forgot to ask your name. He looks at me like a moron. Like, you already know that it's me. At that moment, a woman who did not let me in peeps into the room. - (Friend's name) the guests came to us. I tell a friend: - OK, it's time for me to go - Well, come again. Till. I walk along the same corridor. I already see 3 women, one for some reason is standing in red underwear. I think to myself, "that ordinary sprites should pay attention to them. After all, I have not proved to my friend that this is a dream, as I came here, I left." Came out of this house, and decided to go to his home. There it was! The terrain has changed dramatically. If when I went forward, there was a wasteland around and only this house. Now there were roads, brick high-rise buildings around. On the side where I was heading there was a brick house in the form of a 3-story tower, and an arch for the road. Above this road was visible highway. I tried to fly onto this freeway, it didn’t work out. Jumped - the same thing. Jumped a few more times - even jumping is useless, as usual. Then I remembered the method of remote control of sleep with hands. I'm trying to grab something with my hands. But not those who have a dreaming body, but in general I imagine my real hands and try to do something. I tried to push this tower house, failed, but felt some kind of energy. I began to grab this energy from all sides and push it into myself. In a dream, I thought it was "gravitational energy" and with it I could fly up. I jumped, it didn’t work out, but I grabbed my legs during the jump and began to levitate not high above the ground. Then I saw an attraction above the freeway - something like a roller coaster, and immediately attracted to it. From this attraction I managed to see the city. The city was large, many roads, high-rise buildings, but not panel ones, but made of red brick. Two white balloons fly in the sky (not small balloons, but large balloons in which people fly). Looking down, I saw tiny cars on the freeway. Frightened of heights. “Yes, I think I’m going to fly, but I'm afraid of heights, I need to overcome this fear” and jumped down from the attraction. I watched the jump from the side. I fell slowly. Attempts to take off during the fall were unsuccessful. I sat down on some kind of metal ribbed roof, looking aluminum. There was a freeway under that roof. I walked along it, as I thought towards the house, although there was not a single guideline in which direction my house could be. Here three or even four girls come up to me. One of them asks. “What are you doing here?” - I'm coming. If I look down, I will fall on the freeway. So I walked along the roof with them all the way. The girls, meanwhile, were talking to each other. One said something about the circus that is on this road. Like now people will go to performances in it. Others said, as I understood about me: "How young." I also thought wondering what they mean. Then I looked at the girl who spoke to me, and decided to ask her for a name. - My mother called me Nicola baby, but my father said that the angel of death did not look. “So you're an angel of death ?!” - Yes. It immediately became clear what the other two girls had in mind when they said how young: "young in order to die." At this time, we were already walking along the asphalt path. A brick house stood in front, again with an archway. I removed a small electronic watch from my left hand. And they flew into this passage. “Stop,” I say: “I don’t want to go there. I need to go home.” “So (or here) you won’t get home.” You need to wake up. She continued to say something else, but I decided to take her advice and woke up. I was sure that if I went into that arch, I would never wake up again. Brad of course, although I would not try to check. Findings: 1. A friend did not confirm the meeting. He did not remember what he dreamed. 2. In general, in the neighboring yard, the terrain is often curved. 3. An interesting house with glass walls. 4. Managed to return to dream. 5. The terrain of the brick city with arches is interesting. 6. The remote control method of the hands still worked. 7. Felt a certain energy that I absorbed in myself. 8. Managed to take off. 9. When I jumped from the attraction, I got into the position of an observer. 10. An interesting character is the angel of death Nicola baby. 11. It was really scary to go behind the arch where the clock flew. 12. The approximate time spent in the OS - 18 minutes
It all begins outdoors, on the top of a mountain, semicovered with ice.. I'm observing a veteran is getting ready to go down a steep hill, a couple of hundred feet down. He's not even well covered, just wearing a t-shirt and black shorts, he's also barefoot!. He sits on the floor, starts scooting with hands and feet, and takes off!, he gains speed quickly, then he hits a bumpy curve and bounces up and down, and I think to myself "that must hurt". He's laughing and going all the way down. Another DC appears and wants to do it as well...He is about 20 years old, he's well protected with gloves, jacket and padded pants, and has one of those go PRO cameras. He is going down the hill on his stomach?!... I only see when he takes off quickly. Now I'm at the bottom of that steep big hill. There is a rectangular wooden box enclosed, where the two DCs ended up! I could see, and feel what is like inside the box. DC 1 and 2 are facing down, one after the other, and can't move much inside. Then I get that claustrophobic feeling! terrifying...! the young DC is calling someone's name, but there isn't any answer. I glance outside the box and there seems to be a building... I go back inside the box, and I can't take that feeling anymore... I decide to tear the box apart so they could get out.!
Dream1: This dream was around my house. At one point I remember having rolled a ton of small and skinny joints that I wanted to give to someone. At one point I remember seeing a new minecraft modpack that made me really want to do a LP youtube series. At one point I remember Carlo being there and I was tagging him as a vulnerable player or something in this game menu. Dream 2: I was setting up a date with this girl I havent met before and was also thinking about what Kim would think Dream 3: I wanted to play baseball with some friends and then some young kids showed up. I asked if they wanted to play against us and they said after their game. Dream 4: I was on a cruise ship and saw connor murphy fooling the staff and getting away with shenanigans. He stole a uniform. Then he was preaching the good word to some kids from a catwalk and it was getting a little weird with the way he was asking kids to raise their hands and stuff but it was wholesome in the end. I became him during that. Then I remember 2 enemies on the ship fighting either to get me or against eachother. I remember one died then I tried to kill the other. My gun ran out of bullets and I ran all pver the ship looking for more but just found empty mags. Dream 5: I was at a social gathering in an alleyway looking place. I found these mechanical pencils which shot spraypaint so I started spraypainting "THC" on the walls as best I could. I remember there was often lines on the wall showing where the spraypaint would go as if I was in VR.
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