07-09-2011, 12:00 AM
I did not really realize the exact night I stopped dreaming. For maybe the past ten years or so vivid technicolour lucid dreams are no longer a part of my nocturnal life. I fall soundly asleep and just wake up in the morning not really remembering anything out of the ordinary to say I just had a dream. I have seen my dreams and use them as vehicles of understanding myself and who I am in this world. The lucid dreaming of the past have shown me how fearless freedom is relinquished into the daily construct of now. I have learn to know myself through dreaming and now have taken those dreaming lessons into the reality of now. Having resided to the fact that I am retired from those days of vivid dreams has now brought me into the now of things. The intent index is on the rise now where I feel like I am one or two seconds ahead of knowing what another will say or do, although I travel several seconds behind. I am way more a stalker who has learned how to transfer the feeling memory of the dream into being an activated witness of this moment.