12-03-2013, 12:00 AM
2/1-2/13 Campwow/mountain lake/Xcor
I went to bed feeling flat and empty, no expectation for anything. And boy howdy, did my socks get blown off in dreaming!
Day 1: Five (6) of us meet, in dreaming. Im not quite sure all who, but i suspect it was as follows. Myself. ( ) We decide to travel, to a special place, a camp, a place of learning and or relaxation, each to their own. It was as soon as my eyes closed, i was pulled, as solid and lucid...more then lucid, energy everywhere, in everything...right to it. We travel by intending to move, as a group! And we are there. A place, on the edge of a forest, near some rocky hills. A vast camp/center. And my god, was it crowded. Arrival day. Again, every moment, every sound, so real, and full of energy. The small details, the woman at the back of the room looking at a map, converations between people...all real dreamers! Buzzing, the sun...and gathering clouds. Just...wow. Awe inspiring. And this was just check in. We check in as a group, and are given a large cabin, because we think more might be coming, so we write down for, on a clipboard, a group of 15-17. We each take a bed, some people unpack...not me, i leave my junk in the suitcase, what do i care about wrinkles?. We talk a bit, and its latter in the afternoon. It has become cloudy, and a moderate rain begins to fall, everything outside gets muddy, so many people stay in the bunks or the common room mingling. Still more people are coming, thousands are here it seems. Something neat, i can see between us, something like a big moving energy snowflake, that connects us all in some strange, energetic way. Not all, or most can, but we are so linked, on some level bellow mind, its...amazing. I stand smokeing, leaning against an awning post, watching the rains pool and run in streams down the now muddy hill. Sand. Walkways are sand. I watch a man...maybe ( )? but more then him, skateing on some strange skates like little skateboards strapped to the feet, but wheels like rollerblades. Its easy to sue them on the concrete pathways, harder to do it on the sand or mud, but some, like him, can, i observe, no i feel through the link, and as i do, i learn exactly how as well, even just standing there. Eventually, i try to do it some too. Latter, its night. rain ha stopped, its like 10pm. There is a room with a big tv, and a bar. People, some people...wild people, not the nature lovers long in bed, gather to go buy drinks and relax. the bartender is so real, the L shaped bar. So i see ( )? I think i do, getting a drink. I say hello and we talk. Her energy line is loose, its connecting to a bigger grouping, like in dreams, but isnt tight atm. but shes here too. Cool. at the bar ofc lol. So then i take my drink, a strange, energetic thing, in a tall glass, and sit in a high stool, that spins, but with a back. against a wall. I watch the tv from a distance. Its like some TV show, a movie, about an investigation, really...lucid, and power. I glance up, and i sip my (Zima lol? cloudy) i dont drink much...and man, im just gone, like almost black out, but i remember in a cloud. When im back to normal...its like 7am? My clothes are just gone, im in my boxers, i got lipstick on me. Im like wtf. I look at my drink...i only drank 1/3! what is this stuff? I take another sip, and begin back to our cabin...then i turn around, and leave the drink on the bar...just one sip im sorta drunk...Hair of the dog that bit me i laugh, and continue on. Outside, nature people. going to exploe the river bed, the lake, look in the woods. And her eim almost naked, and stumbling, looking like i had a wild time. Many people are staring...there are kids here. Like...EWWW. Im chuckling. My boxers are too tight, but i realise thats me groin still engourged. Well who cares. But walking, its all tight and kinda hard. Im afraid MR Winky might peek out, so i keep shifting them. lol. Walkings hard like this. I need to cross a river bed, i walked the long way to cabin. Its full of rocks, and hundreds of people looking at insects etc. I say *** it im flying. I do, in my almost nude glory...but the riverbed pulls me to the middle. In a group of people. I turn to one woman and wink, say "hope my junk wasnt showing". she is agape. I see a teacher spirit, hes...laughing. I shrug say oh well, head up the other side of the riverbed to the cabin on my feet.
Day 2: I get some sleep, and go party some more. I really dont seem to give a ***. And its weird...all around, me so much power, and learning, everyone really engaged. I party all afternoon, and again loose my clothes. And again the walk back to the cabin. Two women, doing a little demo. Of fish they caught, and then cooked on open wood, little trout squares. No one is coming to look, there is so much subtle power in it. They hold the squares on two sticks. and cook it with intent, a flame of intent. power. No one is relaly paying them attention, they are sorta near the cabin, like demonstrating what they learned. It smells nice, so i walk up. Omg...one of them is ( )...and someone similar. Umm. they look at me with distaste, so rather then speak, i pick up a trout swuare they had thrown away, and put it in my mouth, like a hobo. I say "4 hour rule, right?" and laugh. then...( ) knows its me shes like....Sen? omg... like shes mortified. I say "yep" and walk on, chewing the flakey, magical, trout. Just what i needed. Thanks! Back to the cabin...and all our **** is moved! What the hell. So in my dirty boxers, i go to the reception area. So many important, well dressed people. I just stroll in like that, and go to the front desk say...wheres our ****? The desl lady lets me cut in line. This pisses off. Well. There is a woman, with a younger...beautiful girl. Like a princess, strong but beutiful features. the matron...gasps...and covers her eyes. Seems Mr winky got loose again, and shes looking. Well...to bad lol. They, at the desk, tell me, that we only brought 6 so we got moved to a communal tent. then the desk lady winks and smiles...she says "i dont suppose you want to know were the communal showers are" I smile a big hans solo smile and say "nope i dont suppose i do". I wink at the princess as i walk out, and she blushes. lol. So to find...the tent. I need to put on some god damn clothes. Or not, but i should, to go explore. I find the tent, its really cramped. 2 small beds, and all our stuff piled out...like a six feet by six feet square. Whats cool is each square, is a different dream! so ours is like part of a larger room, next to another, next to another. Like tiles. Wow. I dig through my **** and get changed. ( )? or ( )? comes in. I think ( ). He has a child with him. then the child is like a bratty teen, like the princess. Demanding. Needs constant attention. Then its a child biting again. Hes really rude. You guys ever see frasier, his brother miles? he starts to look like miles. Ms? has glasses. the litle **** grabs them. He get really, mad and just smashed the brats face, twists him, and throws him behind the bed. And then stalks of to get some space. So i change. comb my hair. *** the shower the funks on me and i like it! Im ready to go. A girl maybe ( ) or ( ) im not sure, we start gathering and talking. the little brat, reforms. OMG it is a dreamer here...i swear, it was like a younger ( )! remind sme of him, i dnt know why. He says "that guy is so dead...hes pissed. Then he looks at me, he says not you guys, not you Sen. Although you did stand there and watch. I say "sorry bro, maybe im petty" He stalks of looking for ( )? grumbling. lol. No the people in the square come up to us, men and girls. Omg they are fancy...i mean like...performers. Glitter on bodies, uniforms, these weird smiles. One has a panda mask. They are all perfect in energy and body. real nice...but not, stuck up as hell. I kinda want to shag the girls right there, but i dont. they have musical voices, but its kinda snotty too. Like of your so unique, you really think you can win! We hope you can like us! Whatever. lol. putting on airs. Im dressed, time to go, but i check them all out as i do. Becasue why the hell not right? I say out loud "one of us is one of them, somebodies a spy...discuss" lol. and leave to go party some more i guess.
Day 3. Finally i want to explore. Im a bid tired of partying hard. The skates. I put on the skates i saw, and start racing. I race so fast, that the world becomes two narrow tunells on either side of me, up paths, over water, its all the same. such speed, so exhilerating. I race up, to the lake, a long ways, but so fast. I slow down, and stop, to look around. A tall thin, yet familiar man, with a little boy. My god, its the child that fell out the window, a few dreams ago! He wants to race with me, ride. His caretaker says "ok". but be carefull. So he races along, he makes shoes from energy like mine, i slow down. I do a weird thing, i stay exctly two leangths ahead of him, and our riding becomes motorbikes. the thin man runs on the side, calling to him. He keeps trying to overtake me, and the man smiles, calls out. "Let him split the enrgy, make the path, you ride in the wake...you dont have to win, its not a competition!" the kid grudgincly listens, so we ride like that. Then i feel him getting tired. So i stop, and he stops. I turn the bike into a "big wheel" and slowly pedal backwards. He and the man laugh at this, and he stops i pull besides him. and we get up and the bikes are gone. The dad? Wants to look at the lake up here, it was so far few came out. Sounds great to me. So i follow him, we walk up a hill..and there we are! So strange. Mily, yet clear water. Light...i SEE into the water...great glowing crystals, energy, giving light. Ibs? sorcery for sure...but not the same feeling. I notice the lake is artificial, it has a lining in the soil, like concrete. Its from here the river full of little fish flows. I see the fish in the water! the being at the lake speaks, points out things. He looks at me and laughs...but you already know. I smile. He tells me "thus ued to be a conferance center, then we dug out the lake moved it" I say really!? He says...no. But he means in the crystals...i know and he knows, so we laugh. I wlak back with the people, and go back to my room. get ready to go out. See the princess, and the matron, back at the bar. We share a drink, and tlak in soft voices then i go back to our square and go to sleep.
Day 4. I wake after a long sleep. i dreamed in the dream, but i let it go...my god, so much if i did not. I let it go in the dream. We all meet, later in the day. something in our mouths..sand. I cough pull it out. But then...more. thousands of small pearls, come up, we all wretch them out. they are from the "oysters" in our "bodies" by being here so long. We know what to do. We save them, they are things of beauty and power. after i do this, i go on my own...and its like im so out of it, its a rush of images. I come too....its the last night, i know, the big party. I come suddenly lucid, like down from a drug! Im...on a dance floor. Techno music, throbbing. alla round me...here are the glitter people, making out having standing sex practically the way they dance. I was dancing with one of them. she smiles moves to another dude. I see myself, and around. Im nude, covered with thin white fglowing paste. Im nude, i just got some bubbles! my flaws are exagerated, like i did it on purpose, in my body. Im earing a spiked leather colar, and there is aleash hanging down from it, for pulling my head up. I look around...like ive come down. i go to the DJ booth, a guy next to it, hold up my hand like i want something small. He hands me a blue glowing vile...energy, a drug. this is what i was on. I peer at it. Like the vacine, but more mellow, milky...not the same. I hold it between two fingers. I hear my name. I look up. I see our room square, and 4 of the people there, sitting tight on the bed talking. Its like i SEE to them, and it, but its not here. ( )? looks up. Everyone does. They are...they say "Oh my god dude". Casue...well loo at me, out there. They see me. I almost feel shame. A inner thought. "*** that, im always the responsible one, and it got me...known and dismissed. Not my problem now. Now is for me" and i look away. I look up. Two women, dressed like me, making out on the wall. Yea i say...yea. and down the liquid. I start to get high, but not right away. I see the princess girl, coming onto the stage. I run up and kneel. Bow and smile, and we just go at it hungry. then the drug kicks in, and im flying, im gone. I spiral its too much, so i wake. I wake laughing, i do a fist pump, and say "Hell Yea". Take my notes look at the clock. 6 am. All that was 2-3 hours, straight from when i closed my eyes, no breaks. Hell yea! i feel so happy and free, unlike when i went to sleep.
112cla502 months ago
you just mindfucked the game
Next dream. Another mountain, another lake. It is winter, the lake is just thawing. there is a forest on the side. A large yet small one. A "hundred acre" woods. So magical. I wander up from the lake, with a woman, it is ( ). We explore the woods, slowly,. Look at the trees, the branches. ( ) might be here too. she shows me a single branch. A butterfly, a small snail. Everwhere i look, life, stirring. And larger things. Like a saber toothed cat, thing si cant explain. this is no normal woods, its so alive, set aside. Its a place for spirit allys! Thats what they are. Even the trees, all aware. So wonder full, and alive. Objects. not sticks, We look, and select..are sticks, are not. I let her choose one for me, it is...divine. the essance of the thing. We go to a lodge, its another seminar, or gathering, but i am just here for a time. A familiar older lady, the "shaman" I dont speak the language, but i dont need too. I can SEE. I leave the group meeting. I take a walk all around, and up and down the wonderfull mountain. Alone, with the stick i was given....thank you, ( ). It has somehow become carved, like runes. I think of a story of 2 jews on a mountain. I resolve to mention that work today. I return to the resort. A feast...in rooms. long narrow rooms. A feast in time, the people, are like a flock, they move along the feast, like its LIFE itself in one direction. Time, you see. I enter it the other direction, but behind them. I work over the leavings of their passing. They leave so much behind. What they take is cheap, or appealing. experiences. Say a pie of "monetary success" they leave the small wafer of "seeing". so much to eat, a moving feast in reverse, then i change at the beginning...birth...and follow them, i find bits even i missed, and i move to catch up to them at the end, death. My clothes have shifted again. Im wearing pants, a vest, a shirt. The pants and vest are like the night sky, the vest is full of silver, shining strands, Its...awe inspiring. Just...wow. I walk wt the stick. I feed and am happy, quiet, in my self. When i am done, i come to the gate..death. I smile. I learned, i jump...through it. I "fuse". its hard to explain, i jump through, and change, get set, and land...in another city.
A city, an old market square, small stalls. Its not the united states. It could be...europe. Spain, no, maybe central...why cant i tell. I dress nicely, in a hotel room. I go to the street, to eat. A small place, i am here to meet one woman and one girl. I do not speak the language. A lady at the lunch counter. A hole int he wall place, yet devine. I listen to the whir of an old soda case, full of bright bottles. The woman working there is so nice. I can show, she can see, what i want with my mind. She brings me "sopa" a brown egg, something like large tripe slices, but not. Devine. I sample, but wait for who i came to see. she comes! omg so beautiful. the woman, and a girl child. "Valencia". am i in spain? no...the name is a city. She sits but does not eat, but bids me to, so i do, and the young child. None of us speak the language, or any language. Mexico. she tells me she is in mexico. But we are not. Language is "Lineage". Did i enjoy the camp, she brought us to. Yes i did. Do i feel better...she says with her eyes, as i eat the egg. Yes, i do, thank you. My slurp says back. We smile.
A final dream. Again, i meet, this time its at the dream university. A friend from college, lyn. I look very well and fit, still in those clothes. We meet in a common room. she is still beautuful, a bit younger then me. we smile. We know each other, but shes not as lucid as me. She reminds me very much of ( ), as always, but not her....i think? She asks me, if i still can argue, and think, see in that way, as i did. I say yes. She is not sure, she says i will need to if so, soon. I smile and nod. We walk together, another mountain/hill we pass many fine and important beings, all smile and nod. We speak to several, some give me an invitation for one more thing, as i am like them now, or seem to be, or...it does not matter. Its an actual invitation, on paper. I agree to go. She can come too...in RL, sometimes we would go to lectures at caltech in pasadena, on science things, rocketry, the Mars society. fun stuff like that. She was also my debate partner and more, or so i imagined, sometimes... turned out to be not really the case but that aside. hehe. We go to a gathering, black tie, in a hangar. A rocket, a mockup. We are here for a launch. It is for Xcor, the rocket is the "lynx". I saw a spirit one of these in the forest! Shhh lyn tells me. A speach. Richard Branson, of Virgin Group, is on the stage, with a scarf. A rousing key note. He is going to go up, in this competitors suborbital rocket, as an act of goodwill, and to help spur the "spaceflight" market. We go outside, the rocket plane is ready. He and one pilot, to go up and back. The invitation was not just for this, but for that flight. It goes up...and away. An odd thing, a small square lands on rockets. I turn tot he president of Xcor, hanging on the side away from fancy people. I begin asking questions. At first he is a bit reserved. But i impress him, we impress him, by knowing our rocket stuff. I say the return piece...was like the craft in the origional Kistler aerospace desighn. Yes he says! but why was it on this two man suborbital...its a first stage return unit. He smiles, i know, he knows, im starting to wake. He tells me, as i wake. Youll get it, you know. Remember, dreams are not what they look like. Ahhhh! yea! i get it i say. As i wake, im speaking it out loud as i wake. I write finall recall, and get up. Its a bit after noon. Fin.
I went to bed feeling flat and empty, no expectation for anything. And boy howdy, did my socks get blown off in dreaming!
Day 1: Five (6) of us meet, in dreaming. Im not quite sure all who, but i suspect it was as follows. Myself. ( ) We decide to travel, to a special place, a camp, a place of learning and or relaxation, each to their own. It was as soon as my eyes closed, i was pulled, as solid and lucid...more then lucid, energy everywhere, in everything...right to it. We travel by intending to move, as a group! And we are there. A place, on the edge of a forest, near some rocky hills. A vast camp/center. And my god, was it crowded. Arrival day. Again, every moment, every sound, so real, and full of energy. The small details, the woman at the back of the room looking at a map, converations between people...all real dreamers! Buzzing, the sun...and gathering clouds. Just...wow. Awe inspiring. And this was just check in. We check in as a group, and are given a large cabin, because we think more might be coming, so we write down for, on a clipboard, a group of 15-17. We each take a bed, some people unpack...not me, i leave my junk in the suitcase, what do i care about wrinkles?. We talk a bit, and its latter in the afternoon. It has become cloudy, and a moderate rain begins to fall, everything outside gets muddy, so many people stay in the bunks or the common room mingling. Still more people are coming, thousands are here it seems. Something neat, i can see between us, something like a big moving energy snowflake, that connects us all in some strange, energetic way. Not all, or most can, but we are so linked, on some level bellow mind, its...amazing. I stand smokeing, leaning against an awning post, watching the rains pool and run in streams down the now muddy hill. Sand. Walkways are sand. I watch a man...maybe ( )? but more then him, skateing on some strange skates like little skateboards strapped to the feet, but wheels like rollerblades. Its easy to sue them on the concrete pathways, harder to do it on the sand or mud, but some, like him, can, i observe, no i feel through the link, and as i do, i learn exactly how as well, even just standing there. Eventually, i try to do it some too. Latter, its night. rain ha stopped, its like 10pm. There is a room with a big tv, and a bar. People, some people...wild people, not the nature lovers long in bed, gather to go buy drinks and relax. the bartender is so real, the L shaped bar. So i see ( )? I think i do, getting a drink. I say hello and we talk. Her energy line is loose, its connecting to a bigger grouping, like in dreams, but isnt tight atm. but shes here too. Cool. at the bar ofc lol. So then i take my drink, a strange, energetic thing, in a tall glass, and sit in a high stool, that spins, but with a back. against a wall. I watch the tv from a distance. Its like some TV show, a movie, about an investigation, really...lucid, and power. I glance up, and i sip my (Zima lol? cloudy) i dont drink much...and man, im just gone, like almost black out, but i remember in a cloud. When im back to normal...its like 7am? My clothes are just gone, im in my boxers, i got lipstick on me. Im like wtf. I look at my drink...i only drank 1/3! what is this stuff? I take another sip, and begin back to our cabin...then i turn around, and leave the drink on the bar...just one sip im sorta drunk...Hair of the dog that bit me i laugh, and continue on. Outside, nature people. going to exploe the river bed, the lake, look in the woods. And her eim almost naked, and stumbling, looking like i had a wild time. Many people are staring...there are kids here. Like...EWWW. Im chuckling. My boxers are too tight, but i realise thats me groin still engourged. Well who cares. But walking, its all tight and kinda hard. Im afraid MR Winky might peek out, so i keep shifting them. lol. Walkings hard like this. I need to cross a river bed, i walked the long way to cabin. Its full of rocks, and hundreds of people looking at insects etc. I say *** it im flying. I do, in my almost nude glory...but the riverbed pulls me to the middle. In a group of people. I turn to one woman and wink, say "hope my junk wasnt showing". she is agape. I see a teacher spirit, hes...laughing. I shrug say oh well, head up the other side of the riverbed to the cabin on my feet.
Day 2: I get some sleep, and go party some more. I really dont seem to give a ***. And its weird...all around, me so much power, and learning, everyone really engaged. I party all afternoon, and again loose my clothes. And again the walk back to the cabin. Two women, doing a little demo. Of fish they caught, and then cooked on open wood, little trout squares. No one is coming to look, there is so much subtle power in it. They hold the squares on two sticks. and cook it with intent, a flame of intent. power. No one is relaly paying them attention, they are sorta near the cabin, like demonstrating what they learned. It smells nice, so i walk up. Omg...one of them is ( )...and someone similar. Umm. they look at me with distaste, so rather then speak, i pick up a trout swuare they had thrown away, and put it in my mouth, like a hobo. I say "4 hour rule, right?" and laugh. then...( ) knows its me shes like....Sen? omg... like shes mortified. I say "yep" and walk on, chewing the flakey, magical, trout. Just what i needed. Thanks! Back to the cabin...and all our **** is moved! What the hell. So in my dirty boxers, i go to the reception area. So many important, well dressed people. I just stroll in like that, and go to the front desk say...wheres our ****? The desl lady lets me cut in line. This pisses off. Well. There is a woman, with a younger...beautiful girl. Like a princess, strong but beutiful features. the matron...gasps...and covers her eyes. Seems Mr winky got loose again, and shes looking. Well...to bad lol. They, at the desk, tell me, that we only brought 6 so we got moved to a communal tent. then the desk lady winks and smiles...she says "i dont suppose you want to know were the communal showers are" I smile a big hans solo smile and say "nope i dont suppose i do". I wink at the princess as i walk out, and she blushes. lol. So to find...the tent. I need to put on some god damn clothes. Or not, but i should, to go explore. I find the tent, its really cramped. 2 small beds, and all our stuff piled out...like a six feet by six feet square. Whats cool is each square, is a different dream! so ours is like part of a larger room, next to another, next to another. Like tiles. Wow. I dig through my **** and get changed. ( )? or ( )? comes in. I think ( ). He has a child with him. then the child is like a bratty teen, like the princess. Demanding. Needs constant attention. Then its a child biting again. Hes really rude. You guys ever see frasier, his brother miles? he starts to look like miles. Ms? has glasses. the litle **** grabs them. He get really, mad and just smashed the brats face, twists him, and throws him behind the bed. And then stalks of to get some space. So i change. comb my hair. *** the shower the funks on me and i like it! Im ready to go. A girl maybe ( ) or ( ) im not sure, we start gathering and talking. the little brat, reforms. OMG it is a dreamer here...i swear, it was like a younger ( )! remind sme of him, i dnt know why. He says "that guy is so dead...hes pissed. Then he looks at me, he says not you guys, not you Sen. Although you did stand there and watch. I say "sorry bro, maybe im petty" He stalks of looking for ( )? grumbling. lol. No the people in the square come up to us, men and girls. Omg they are fancy...i mean like...performers. Glitter on bodies, uniforms, these weird smiles. One has a panda mask. They are all perfect in energy and body. real nice...but not, stuck up as hell. I kinda want to shag the girls right there, but i dont. they have musical voices, but its kinda snotty too. Like of your so unique, you really think you can win! We hope you can like us! Whatever. lol. putting on airs. Im dressed, time to go, but i check them all out as i do. Becasue why the hell not right? I say out loud "one of us is one of them, somebodies a spy...discuss" lol. and leave to go party some more i guess.
Day 3. Finally i want to explore. Im a bid tired of partying hard. The skates. I put on the skates i saw, and start racing. I race so fast, that the world becomes two narrow tunells on either side of me, up paths, over water, its all the same. such speed, so exhilerating. I race up, to the lake, a long ways, but so fast. I slow down, and stop, to look around. A tall thin, yet familiar man, with a little boy. My god, its the child that fell out the window, a few dreams ago! He wants to race with me, ride. His caretaker says "ok". but be carefull. So he races along, he makes shoes from energy like mine, i slow down. I do a weird thing, i stay exctly two leangths ahead of him, and our riding becomes motorbikes. the thin man runs on the side, calling to him. He keeps trying to overtake me, and the man smiles, calls out. "Let him split the enrgy, make the path, you ride in the wake...you dont have to win, its not a competition!" the kid grudgincly listens, so we ride like that. Then i feel him getting tired. So i stop, and he stops. I turn the bike into a "big wheel" and slowly pedal backwards. He and the man laugh at this, and he stops i pull besides him. and we get up and the bikes are gone. The dad? Wants to look at the lake up here, it was so far few came out. Sounds great to me. So i follow him, we walk up a hill..and there we are! So strange. Mily, yet clear water. Light...i SEE into the water...great glowing crystals, energy, giving light. Ibs? sorcery for sure...but not the same feeling. I notice the lake is artificial, it has a lining in the soil, like concrete. Its from here the river full of little fish flows. I see the fish in the water! the being at the lake speaks, points out things. He looks at me and laughs...but you already know. I smile. He tells me "thus ued to be a conferance center, then we dug out the lake moved it" I say really!? He says...no. But he means in the crystals...i know and he knows, so we laugh. I wlak back with the people, and go back to my room. get ready to go out. See the princess, and the matron, back at the bar. We share a drink, and tlak in soft voices then i go back to our square and go to sleep.
Day 4. I wake after a long sleep. i dreamed in the dream, but i let it go...my god, so much if i did not. I let it go in the dream. We all meet, later in the day. something in our mouths..sand. I cough pull it out. But then...more. thousands of small pearls, come up, we all wretch them out. they are from the "oysters" in our "bodies" by being here so long. We know what to do. We save them, they are things of beauty and power. after i do this, i go on my own...and its like im so out of it, its a rush of images. I come too....its the last night, i know, the big party. I come suddenly lucid, like down from a drug! Im...on a dance floor. Techno music, throbbing. alla round me...here are the glitter people, making out having standing sex practically the way they dance. I was dancing with one of them. she smiles moves to another dude. I see myself, and around. Im nude, covered with thin white fglowing paste. Im nude, i just got some bubbles! my flaws are exagerated, like i did it on purpose, in my body. Im earing a spiked leather colar, and there is aleash hanging down from it, for pulling my head up. I look around...like ive come down. i go to the DJ booth, a guy next to it, hold up my hand like i want something small. He hands me a blue glowing vile...energy, a drug. this is what i was on. I peer at it. Like the vacine, but more mellow, milky...not the same. I hold it between two fingers. I hear my name. I look up. I see our room square, and 4 of the people there, sitting tight on the bed talking. Its like i SEE to them, and it, but its not here. ( )? looks up. Everyone does. They are...they say "Oh my god dude". Casue...well loo at me, out there. They see me. I almost feel shame. A inner thought. "*** that, im always the responsible one, and it got me...known and dismissed. Not my problem now. Now is for me" and i look away. I look up. Two women, dressed like me, making out on the wall. Yea i say...yea. and down the liquid. I start to get high, but not right away. I see the princess girl, coming onto the stage. I run up and kneel. Bow and smile, and we just go at it hungry. then the drug kicks in, and im flying, im gone. I spiral its too much, so i wake. I wake laughing, i do a fist pump, and say "Hell Yea". Take my notes look at the clock. 6 am. All that was 2-3 hours, straight from when i closed my eyes, no breaks. Hell yea! i feel so happy and free, unlike when i went to sleep.
112cla502 months ago
you just mindfucked the game
Next dream. Another mountain, another lake. It is winter, the lake is just thawing. there is a forest on the side. A large yet small one. A "hundred acre" woods. So magical. I wander up from the lake, with a woman, it is ( ). We explore the woods, slowly,. Look at the trees, the branches. ( ) might be here too. she shows me a single branch. A butterfly, a small snail. Everwhere i look, life, stirring. And larger things. Like a saber toothed cat, thing si cant explain. this is no normal woods, its so alive, set aside. Its a place for spirit allys! Thats what they are. Even the trees, all aware. So wonder full, and alive. Objects. not sticks, We look, and select..are sticks, are not. I let her choose one for me, it is...divine. the essance of the thing. We go to a lodge, its another seminar, or gathering, but i am just here for a time. A familiar older lady, the "shaman" I dont speak the language, but i dont need too. I can SEE. I leave the group meeting. I take a walk all around, and up and down the wonderfull mountain. Alone, with the stick i was given....thank you, ( ). It has somehow become carved, like runes. I think of a story of 2 jews on a mountain. I resolve to mention that work today. I return to the resort. A feast...in rooms. long narrow rooms. A feast in time, the people, are like a flock, they move along the feast, like its LIFE itself in one direction. Time, you see. I enter it the other direction, but behind them. I work over the leavings of their passing. They leave so much behind. What they take is cheap, or appealing. experiences. Say a pie of "monetary success" they leave the small wafer of "seeing". so much to eat, a moving feast in reverse, then i change at the beginning...birth...and follow them, i find bits even i missed, and i move to catch up to them at the end, death. My clothes have shifted again. Im wearing pants, a vest, a shirt. The pants and vest are like the night sky, the vest is full of silver, shining strands, Its...awe inspiring. Just...wow. I walk wt the stick. I feed and am happy, quiet, in my self. When i am done, i come to the gate..death. I smile. I learned, i jump...through it. I "fuse". its hard to explain, i jump through, and change, get set, and land...in another city.
A city, an old market square, small stalls. Its not the united states. It could be...europe. Spain, no, maybe central...why cant i tell. I dress nicely, in a hotel room. I go to the street, to eat. A small place, i am here to meet one woman and one girl. I do not speak the language. A lady at the lunch counter. A hole int he wall place, yet devine. I listen to the whir of an old soda case, full of bright bottles. The woman working there is so nice. I can show, she can see, what i want with my mind. She brings me "sopa" a brown egg, something like large tripe slices, but not. Devine. I sample, but wait for who i came to see. she comes! omg so beautiful. the woman, and a girl child. "Valencia". am i in spain? no...the name is a city. She sits but does not eat, but bids me to, so i do, and the young child. None of us speak the language, or any language. Mexico. she tells me she is in mexico. But we are not. Language is "Lineage". Did i enjoy the camp, she brought us to. Yes i did. Do i feel better...she says with her eyes, as i eat the egg. Yes, i do, thank you. My slurp says back. We smile.
A final dream. Again, i meet, this time its at the dream university. A friend from college, lyn. I look very well and fit, still in those clothes. We meet in a common room. she is still beautuful, a bit younger then me. we smile. We know each other, but shes not as lucid as me. She reminds me very much of ( ), as always, but not her....i think? She asks me, if i still can argue, and think, see in that way, as i did. I say yes. She is not sure, she says i will need to if so, soon. I smile and nod. We walk together, another mountain/hill we pass many fine and important beings, all smile and nod. We speak to several, some give me an invitation for one more thing, as i am like them now, or seem to be, or...it does not matter. Its an actual invitation, on paper. I agree to go. She can come too...in RL, sometimes we would go to lectures at caltech in pasadena, on science things, rocketry, the Mars society. fun stuff like that. She was also my debate partner and more, or so i imagined, sometimes... turned out to be not really the case but that aside. hehe. We go to a gathering, black tie, in a hangar. A rocket, a mockup. We are here for a launch. It is for Xcor, the rocket is the "lynx". I saw a spirit one of these in the forest! Shhh lyn tells me. A speach. Richard Branson, of Virgin Group, is on the stage, with a scarf. A rousing key note. He is going to go up, in this competitors suborbital rocket, as an act of goodwill, and to help spur the "spaceflight" market. We go outside, the rocket plane is ready. He and one pilot, to go up and back. The invitation was not just for this, but for that flight. It goes up...and away. An odd thing, a small square lands on rockets. I turn tot he president of Xcor, hanging on the side away from fancy people. I begin asking questions. At first he is a bit reserved. But i impress him, we impress him, by knowing our rocket stuff. I say the return piece...was like the craft in the origional Kistler aerospace desighn. Yes he says! but why was it on this two man suborbital...its a first stage return unit. He smiles, i know, he knows, im starting to wake. He tells me, as i wake. Youll get it, you know. Remember, dreams are not what they look like. Ahhhh! yea! i get it i say. As i wake, im speaking it out loud as i wake. I write finall recall, and get up. Its a bit after noon. Fin.