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04.27.2022
12:00 PM

The Magick Room at the Dream Views Base (DILD)

This dream felt like it took 45 minutes int total but I lost all memory of the start of the dream about midway through.

I am lucid and in someone else's dream helping them overcome a nightmare. After the end of their dream things reform into a hallway that I am walking down. I am at the Dream Views base and I pass by Juliana and our friend Nico. I give them a group hug. I notice Juliana looks completely different from how she has looked lately. She looks asian but I know its her somehow. The room we are in is large and well furnished. It has 5 doors leading to different areas. I open the door to my right and find a square room filled with magickal herbs and components. The centerpiece of this room is a stone alter with a red alter cloth on it. There are two candles on tall candelabra. There is a gold ceremonial dagger lying to the right of the pentacle.

I feel the need to pee which shocks me out of lucidity. I go to the next door which is a bathroom. I remember that if I pee I will pee the bed. I do a nose plug RC which feels the cleanest I've done in recent memory. I walk back into the middle room and wake up.

I have been in a dreaming rut for a month now. My work schedule has allowed me to sleep in way to much and I have had no willpower to dream journal this whole time. Fortunately, my life is becoming less stressful which makes me think I will get an up-kick in my discipline and routine soon. I have already been making progress in my witchcraft and tulpamancy.

I have been learning to manipulate psychic energy by reading the book Psychic Witch by Mat Auryn. I learned to feel my astral body when I was 16 while researching astral projection but I never learned to draw on external energy sources until reading this book. Practicing channeling terrestrial and celestial energy makes me a circuit for so much energy it leaves me feeling strained by at the end of the day because I'm not yet very good at turning that energy off.

Juliana, my tulpa and dream guide, has made some new internet friends recently. She enjoys texting because it makes her feel very present and appreciated. I look forward to the next time I summon her in a dream. I'm thinking about incubating a spa where she and I can relax and have a nice conversation.

I am in bed with Winter. A ghostly foot comes down from the ceiling. She doesn't see it. I try to tell her, but I can't speak. I motion with my hands, but she doesn't understand. The foot disappears, then reappears. Every time I see the ghost, I lose my ability to speak. It happens again and again. Finally a whole pale deathly leg comes down. I get pissed, grab the ankle, and yank. A ghost-body of a dead woman with no arms and only one leg falls to the floor with a sick soft thud. I awake with a start.

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[I]Wakinglife[/I]
[I]This is a fucking nightmare bed, I say. Two physical factors contributed to the nightmare: heat, and sleep apnea due to using too thin a pillow. Simultaneously, an evil presence is felt in the room. Through scrying, Q tells me there is an astral demon connected to the house. I send a message to Raven over the internet asking for help, then I perform a ritual of invoking the archangel Michael to banish with white light in the name of Satan. [/I]

Mountains. Climb. Train. Shortcut. One of us can see far.
False awakening. lucid. Sleep paralysis. Dark vision of my right arm.

AFTERNOON

Ticket? French fries. eminor. Book by Rob. A. WES. Many people. Smoke. Trivia. The first and second was easy but I can't light my cigar. Third one missed: I am wrong. A woman asked me if I have research magick 3-1-1. I gave her a blank stare. She said that I'm not the advanced magician she thought I was. Remembered her from a meeting with Rob or elsewhere. Theosophy. She's Rose. She showed me a brown pipe. Asked if they deliver to the province. She just gave it. Her room or sanctuary was borrowed there for a few days. 30% of it? 30% of her soul? Explored the sanctuary. Mind and body retraining.

We are in a mall. We are looking for a resto. There are a lot. Saw an ince cream resto. We are in la salle bacolod. Hurry. Car. I am home. Playing Super Mario. Checking some Magick files in a PC. A sorcerer owns that PC. I need to hide the fact that I checked it. There's another person, protecting me. The woman is his apprentice?

I close my eyes and feel large hands moving across my stomach. The changeover must have happened so quickly and undetectably, I'm slightly surprised, yet pleased. The hands are not threatening, they seem to be almost searching. I grasp the hands and pull a being into my other bedroom. It's night so all I can see is the dark outline of his figure. "Who are you?" I ask inquisitively. He responds, but I'm unsure of the name he gives. He spoke softly, and he had a thick other wordly sort of accent that I've never heard before. His name sounds something like Astaroth. His skin is soft and smooth and he appears to be completely hairless. He embraces me and I run my hands over his back...wings. He kisses me passionately, and I notice his teeth are sharp and pointy. A demon. He asks for my body. I consent. Then he asks what I want in return. I've never been asked this before and am not sure what to say nor can I think of anything. Then I telepathically send him an image, he nods, and we spend several steamy minutes together, after which he fades into the darkness and I wake up.