2-3/02/11
Im gonna keep writing my incubations for a bit, because for a while I didn't while I was supposed to. I haven't done any meditation yet, Ill look back at the logs for class#3.
Pre Sleep
-Chest Technique. I didn't so much visualize a chest, but this time I did a narration, and listened to the sounds of chest open/close, and vanishing. I narrated to myself all the things of the day, thoughts, worries just going into a bubble and into the chest.
-Mantra: "Tonight I will have a lucid dream, or very soon." Repeated for maybe 5 minutes ish.
-'Visualization': Tried bringing up memory of concert for visual, but mostly thought of songs playing, and the sounds and feel of ground and other people etc. Tried holding onto the sounds and stuff as I feel asleep, but it was tough and I don't think I held onto it for as long as I should have.
Dreams
-Im on the bus and there are some cute girls. Im making some converstation with one of them, she says she'll get off with me. We get off at a mall by my house, although the parking lot looks slightly different than normal. I struggle with my boots and all the things I have with me, and two girls get off with me. Going towards my place, I call a friend and ask if I can go to his place with the girls if I need to. We get into a convo of whether or not his parents will freak out if they walk in on a threesome. I think my parents are gone as well, so my house is good too. I meet the friend at a restaurant of what seems to be a hotel or large building, along with another close friend and some random people, and some people I vaguely know. "Help urself to some drinks, the bartender says". A very beautiful brunette who is a lot prettier and less whoreish than the girl I want to have sex with offers me a glass filled with ice and a clear drink, probably vodka, which I take. "Thanks".
We are sitting in a large booth, with cushioned benches facing eachother. We are discussing a party at J's house, but the girl I want to have sex with is on the other side of the booth, and we're not talking. Things seem kinda cold.."why do things always get like this with girls?" I wonder. I debate going and sitting with her, but it'll feel awkward after not talking for a while, and I can't think of anything to talk about. J hangs up his phone and says "yep, looks like my house it is. Just got to say bye to my ex-girlfriend." "she's coming back?" "Yeah.." He hugs people and the scene changes
Im in what seems like a highschool, and some people from my old highschool are there although I can't remember who. I go out through some glass doors, or I'm outside and about to go in some glass doors, its pretty vague. The girl I want to have sex with is nearby, there's some comotion, party time? I am excited to have sex.
-I'm in a very large bed that can probably hold like 20 people. Everybody is clothed and its nothing sexual. There are some people from my program at uni that I recognize. I have 2 very small holes in my throat that a couple people are putting a small white (maybe 3cm long) tubelike thing into them. They take it out, I have trouble breaking, I take it from them because I want to do it myself, but I can't find the holes. They help me. I think this was some kindof expirement...
-Im in a backyard, there is a half broken down leaning fence running diagonally from one corner, 3/4 of the way to the other one. Some guy is coming, I hide behind the fence. he runs around and tries to jump into a blow up kiddy pool, but it is half deflated and folded. I have a conversation with some woman on the other side of the fence.
-There is a kid who thought back to his childhood (huh? kinda weird looking back at what I wrote) and remembered an image of aids children marching in the street, with boils covering all of their body..It is strange image..he wants to help them, but he wants to create order first in order for the help to actually be effective. Im at the table with my family and my ereader is open. Im flipping with the power switch, and there is a 3d popout image of fruit that looks pretty real. (really its black and grey, but detail is good)
-Im at an intersection near my house in the car with my mom, and someone I know from highschool waves to me from his car as we are turning left.
-False awakening. Im lying in bed the wrong direction, and I hear people in my sisters room. I hear "someone is getting a text, and there be bird cages in here!" Wake up (kinda funny cuz in real life as I was falling asleep last night, I heard that static kindof noise that happens whenever ur celll phone is near electronics, and ur getting a text.)
WBTB
I write down the dreams, and forget what Im supposed to do for a WBTB..I just haven't reread the logs which I plan to do tonight..anyway, after writing out the dreams I repeated my mantra and started incubating a concert and trying to really beleive that I would become lucid this morning.
Dreams round #2
-Im on campus, near a boiler in one of the tunnels. There really is no boiler IRL. I want to open the hatch and crawl through it to get to this amazing study place that is like a secluded alcove with nice seats and windows with a nice view. The technician comes and tries to open it for me, but some toxic gas comes out and there is a sign that pops up saying "fumigating". I walk away and see my ex-girlfriend. I keep walking and see her again. Wait, thats really odd I start to think. I follow her to a table with a girl I had a crush on in highschool who doesn't go to the same school as me anymore, and ask "are you real?" or "was that really you just a minute ago?" The other girl I had a crush on is looking REALLY good.
-I am at walmart, and me and my mom sneak into the garden center/warehouse. Some people there ask me to work in the toy department.
-False awakening. I am in my bed and my sis and mom are in the room too. They are talking about an autistic child my mom works with, and say that he always says "I see 2". They say that he is going to see an eye doctor soon, and the problem may just be with his vision. They say they always thought the problems were much worse than that though.
-False awakening. I 'wake up', and write out my dream. Then I wake up for real
Post Sleep
I see that I havnt actually written out my dreams yet and am pretty dissapointed. I do a reality Check, and confirms I am awake. Its kinda funny that I had 3 false awakenings last night. Before bed, I resolved to do a reality check every time I woke up or was in bed etc.
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