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12.24.2012

Merkaba Meditation (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, here's what I think of the Merkaba Meditation so far.

ROYGBIV + 10 more breaths of feeling all lovey dovey spirtuality stuff.

(Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet).

So....I find it weird to do a meditation like this, and last night, barely could sleep, thankfully I finally was able to sleep for a good bit until waking up at a random time and then going back to sleep.

My perception of time was completely nonexistent, which should be a good thing. However, still have to increase the patience more, I was bashing my head with a pillow several times out of anger because I couldn't feel anything.

Counted down 300 breaths, even 100 more breaths, still nothing but knowing my body is relaxing and going to sleep while my impatient mind can't bear with the fact that I can't align myself to the right frequency to astral project.

So my options are to listen to binaural beats sometime later this afternoon so I can get into the frequency. I definitely have the will to meditate for a long period of time, now the question of whether or not I can learn how to shut down my brain (not literally of course) is the next challenge.

I just KNOW I can do this if I just put my mind to it. I've been meditating, or at least meditating for at least 30 minutes to an hour or more daily.

I know progress will come eventually, but I have to push this up a bit with my patience.

Alright now for the dream recall.

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12.24.2012

Lost Childhood Memory? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember sitting down on a chair with a guy to the right of me, and a girl to the left.

The girl to the left was a blonde female.

Oh, well look what we have here.

She resembles someone that I saw in waking life, but I don't have any more information other than that. She's wearing some kind of cool colored shirt, maybe blue or green, and my presumption is leaning me towards the blue color.

Her hair is actually bleached blonde, and she has it tied up into a ponytail. There's a piece of paper or some greeting card where we have to write our names for some odd reason. The paper is a milky red color, and she hands it to me.

I looked down on the paper, and I saw that her name was "Chistine"

It was obviously missing a "R," or maybe it could be that I was too hyped up with glancing at it several times in rapid successions. Or it could just be the assumption of dream text being abnormal and not clear every time I read something.

My dream eyes were honestly disoriented when I tried to process her name, and I accepted it as "Chistine" without a "R" included. For some reason, I don't write my name, but I hand it over to the guy to the right of me, and I see my name is already written.

I take the card back, not using any sort of manners towards the guy and looked at it clearly. It's obvious someone added an extra "S" to my last name. I become irritated by this, and the blonde to the left doesn't directly tell me she wrote it, but it was obvious that she did write it down.

I couldn't do anything but release my anger, because I had somewhat of an attraction to her. She's paying attention to whatever it is we're sitting for while pointing down on the card and asking me,

"It's Stephens right?"

I immediately scratched out the S for my last name that ended up being covered in dark red scratches. I can't remember using a pen, but something definitely happened for it to be covered like that.

I noticed that the seats were all of a generic black color and your basic cheap chairs utilized for a large gathering of sorths, but I don't pay too much attention except relying on my peripheral vision passively acknowledging this.

I noticed the environment is obviously blurry the moment I fixate on the girl, the boy, or the card. They are clearly the most vivid projections of this reality, until things randomly start having more clarity. The atmosphere of the room is a light yellow-orange mist with the lighting and all.

There's an adult who is dark skinned and looks like she's in her 30s. She's wearing a faded black and dark brown mixed animal hide jacket over her black dress. I tried to ask her a question, but then I decided to look around the environment I'm in, and I noticed there are a lot of children reading books.

Some parts feel too familiar, like small bits of childhood memories that were probably repressed so much that it would be improbable to recall them. I saw things like "Accelerated Reader," which was some kind of program with some reward system for reading books and doing well on a test to show proof that you read the book correctly.

But I wasn't paying attention to this for very long, and I started to space out, and that's all I remember for that dream.

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12.24.2012

Someone Fishes an Octopus and Random Gathering (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a random gathering in this weird environment that shifts to an island or an auditorium or something similiar to that. It reminds me of Outset Island from The Legend of Zelda: Windwaker.

It's night time, and I'm near the sands saturated with the water going in and out. I don't recall much on the sound of the ocean, and I doubt I was feeling any kind of "weather."

There's a table with tablecloth that states something about some kind of sale that will go on very soon. Apparently Elysian Shields from Runescape are going to be (and I'm just guessing the price):


i>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>and some number value.

That's literally all I can remember, I just remember something being repeated, and definitely there was a lowercase "i" in yellow painted font on top of a green tablecloth layer.

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Dream shifts, I guess, and there's a guy going to fish someone near shallow water. He starts looking around, and he immediately catches an Octopus. And while he's trying to do so, I honestly wish he would've worn a belt for his pants, because the image is really disturbing.

People are saying secretly of how he's exposing his rear end, and I agree with them, but just inside my mind. Then he starts fishing other stuff.

I can't remember what happens next for that one.

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I realized this is all being experienced in the auditorium now. The walls are white, the lighting is the generic white color, and the carpet is gray. There someone who is talking about something everyone can attend, but most people shrug it off and decide to leave.

I jump in the bandwagon and left as well, I honestly didn't think it would be interesting in the first place.

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12.24.2012

Bus Farting (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember random things happening in the bus, and it was awkward. I remember a girl that looked like Diana that I only met on Facebook as a friend. She decided to sit at the seat behind me, and I felt awkward.