Neverland met Wonderland

So last night i had a dream that i had peter pan like powers, mixed with Super Sayian and in the land of wonderland. The dream was rather intense and i actually hated waking up from it. All i remember is saving the mad hatter from these lizard people that were coming up from the sands. The dream started off as the mad hatter passed me in his crazy car shaped like a hat. It was almost Tim Burton style scenery. Everything was vibrantly colored and beautiful. The beastly's were equally as dangerous and ferocious looking but it was deff fun. I cant wait till gaming crosses the boarder of what reality is and i get to fully experience worlds like that.

Sadly alice wasnt there tho.

and neither was this place.. but this is neverland... minus michael jackson..

ALIENS ancient or not.. they are SCARY AF

I have been watching History Channels Ancient Aliens now since the show aired April 20, 2010. Intriuged by the concepts presented i just cant wait till the new episodes come out. So because of this, i have created a few android apps that offer the Book of Enoch.

I guess this is why i have been dreaming of aliens comming down to earth. In my dreams they start colleges that they force us to attend. Also, the people who do no comply to their wishes are killed on the spot. I wonder what this dream means? Could it be foreshadowing? Or are they just my imagination mixing with wishful thinking?

Is such a thing even possible?

Nightmares

Long time no dream. Whats up folks! So, ive been dreaming of a white Christmas.. Yea.. not really. Ive actually been having alot of negative dreams. TONS AND TONS of negative dreams. Last night for instance, I dreamed I was walking in the woods with some dream characters when we stumble upon an old shack like house. We walked into this dirty abode and it instantly felt like the house from Texas chainsaw massacre, well the decor anyways, not the size. Well i walk into this room and find a girl sleeping on a bed, or hiding, or ignoring us. Im not sure which. I tried to wake her up to ask her some questions (idky just my curious nature) and i heard some evil voice warning me to leave. So we start to scramble out when the girl, now up and out of the bed, looking like this....

Kills my dream characters then begins to eat them. Im trying to remain calm and start to become a little more lucid. I run up to a brick house and use one of my "lucid dream abilities" and teleport into the house through the bricks. Once that occurs i feel a little more safe then the dream fades..


Something else I am starting to notice. I have been dreaming alot about being in a sort of prison. Well its not really a prison, just a sort of encampment that I am not allowed to leave. The living quarters are co-ed. And i dont feel like im there for doing something wrong, BUT more like, im there to learn something. The dream-scape is reoccurring and always contains people I know. It almost feels like its a spiritual learning encampment.

I have talked about this before. The idea that when one sleeps they visit other versions of reality that they are apart of. Life inside of life inside of life. I have noticed that my dream-scape's descend in the same order they ascend. So once i go from dream one (waking life) into dream two (dreamed life) i will come back from dream two back into dream one. BUT they go way deeper then that. LAYERS BEYOND LAYERS deep of different lives that we live. Each life containing memories and people similar to the waking life. Fractals EVERYWHERE. To the brain, there is no difference in waking reality and dreamed reality. We learn from both, and in fact learn more from our dreams since dreams seem to dilate time.

Wild the way the mind works

Dream upon dream. Inception almost. I felt like last night this girl my mind manifested and I, had this crazy adventure. It was like we were locked in by this mysterious  compounds. Almost like a prison, yet free roam, and co_ed. Perhaps like we were quaritined by a questionable force, but more like for our own good and learning. Anyways, she started running away from me as if for me to chase her. This is when I went sort of lucid. And walked through two walls. She runs down this flight of stairs and I jump down them after her. Once this flirty game of cat and mouse ends at the bottom of like 10 flights if stairs we end up at the door way to a huge  dark launchpad, felt like we were in the wrong place. So I pulled  her curious ass back out of immenint danger, then woke up longing for a manifestation of my mind, wondering of  her safety.

Down the rabbit hole and back the infinite life we live.

Dreams, dreams, dreams, oh how i have missed you and now glad you have returned to me. I've talked numerous times about the side effects marijuana and alcohol have on dreaming. Short story, they hurt your dreaming while doing them but when you stop, your dreams come back like 10 fold.

Anywho..

The dream i woke up from this morning was one of the most clear non lucid dreams i have had in a really long time. I awoke walking into a small room with doctor equipment all over the place. I sat on the bed and waited anxiously as the doctor walked in. In that state i knew why i was there, and what was going to happen. The doctor walks in looking all dr'ish prepped for immediate surgery. He lays me down and puts what seems to be an anastesia mask on my face. My reason for being in there was to fix something wrong with my face, not anything new to me since i was born with a bi-lateral cleft lip and palate. The doctor silently rubs some local anastetic on the inside of the mask and i calmly follow the pattern. Sullying myself into the heavy hypnosis the drugs normally induce. While in that state of halfway there, i remember the dr starting to put something in my throat asking me to make vibrations with my voice at a certain pitch so he could fix it, i remember trying to say i cant do this but i will try, and he said "good good, just keep going, you are doing fine, ALRIGHT HOLD THAT YOU GOT IT" and  felt a small pinch as if he started to sow up something in my throat or perhaps just pierce it with a needle. Then he says "just stay just like you are, you are doing really really good, i have to get something and then ill be almost done, hang in there". Sitting there with this thing in my mouth i could feel with my tongue and teeth, and the small pain i could feel while swallowing, the whole time still feeling completely sedated. He returns after what felt like a few mins. He starts counting.. ONE, TWO, THREE, i felt a huge POP in my throat and I woke up in my bed instantly. First thing i did was swallow then feel for my throat. Everything was back to normal and here i was. in my own bed next to my gf, who i then woke up and told her about the dream.

This dream is actually just the last dream of a set of dreams that i had. I woke up earlier in the day with both of my arms completely numb around 6:30 am. In about two hours i had what felt like 6 hours of dreaming. Each one felt like a different life that i had steped into, complete with emotions and memories attached to that specific life. Like i had been that person many many many many times.

What if we really are not just one "person". Like for instance, in the reality that i return to in order to write this blog post could be just one instance in which i exist. What if when i dream, the self similarity property that everything in the universe adheres too also adheres to dreaming as continuation of life. Every life i go into is as complete with experience as this one is, with its own memories and loved ones. What if we are not only 1 person but infinite PEOPLE, and that is what makes us who we are, trans dimensional patterns of energy and awareness. What if we are all gods/universe . Dream experiences could prove infinite life. I think, every night when we sleep, we return to those lives and live just like we do when we wake up in this life. Its been so weird lately because my dreams have been returning, and it feels like everyone in those dreams are glad to see me, as if i have been away on some long trip, people asking me if i'm ok and i just blow it off like, yea im cool guise thanks for asking! Such familiarity on all of their faces. Certain times often feeling like this body i occupy right now is an avatar that i got lost into, where dreaming is the time where i can return and report my findings as if i signed up to be this person that i am. Perhaps that is what the indigo children theory is based on. Perhaps some of us really did sign up to be on this planet. Or perhaps this reality is just a simulation and since time is perceptive to ones surroundings and reality sampling, this whole life could ultimately be happening in just small instant.

Sorry so long

I have been very busy lately, and i guess updating this blog has slipped through my mind. I have been taking this intro to psychology course and we have been talking about dreams for a few weeks. SO im going to update the "lucid dream guide" blog with a really long post. I do however have some experiences to share today.


Few weeks ago while having quite a few beers with the bros, i started passing out. Well earlier that day around 12 i took a 3 hour nap. So my passing out was solely by alchohol. Being that i was at a party and didnt want written on i fought this sleep hard. Trying to stay awake as i lulled deeper and deeper into a WILD. I was on the couch and then i was standing in a beautiful field of yellow flowers with a cool breeze. Completely lucid, completely aware, with everything clear. I remember walking around for what felt like at least half an hour to an hour, when someone at the party made a crazy loud noise which then reminded me that i was indeed sitting on the couch. Sucked back to the top. It was like i at first, i knew i was sitting on the couch, then after being caught up in all the detail, i quickly didnt care about sitting on the couch and now this was my new existence. I tend to wonder if this is what death is like, our minds just go through continuation then stop giving a damn about what was in the past due to ignoring the past.

Also, last weekend pals and i went to the strip club and had a shit ton of beers. On the way back we home we gave some dude a ride home who proceeded to smoke a blunt with us. Normally weed just zones me out, it doesnt make me trip. Even if im drunk. Welllll not that day. I had my head down already for the trip, and staying what felt like conscious the whole time i started going off into my thoughts. Having what felt like 100's of dreams in 100's of comes of different experiences. Vivid and clear as what we call reality. So real that in one of the dreams, we were in the same car, driving on the same rd, and we hit a tractor trailor dead on, then my eyes snap open and i inhale the biggest breathe, and i was riding in the same car, on the same rd, and in this instance, no semi.

First lucid dream in over a month.. Complete Paradise

Brief explanatory.. If you were to read through some of my older dream post, you would see that i havnt made a post in some time. In the past I have made some references to marijuana effecting my dream awareness and ability to attain lucidity. After a month of medical grade toking, its time for a break. This is now day three of my sobriety binge, and well.. My dreaming has came back, aswell as my ease of going lucid, aswell as the clarity of the dreams. Also i have noticed, if i drink a few beers a couple hours before sleep, like drink them, get buzzed, get sober, then force sleep, I will have significantly longer REM periods, or perhaps it just feels that way. Enough of the science more with the dreams.

First Lucid Dream: Paradise Found
I realized awareness sitting at a wooden desk, on the porch of a log cabin, looking onto a beautiful green field full of flowers. First thing i did was look at my hands and noticed that their lack of detail was crazy, but the amount of detail on the field was so amazing. The grass was bright neon green, the sky was turquoise. There were all colors of flowers everywhere, but the color that stuck out was the neon purple. The smell was perfection, like spring time in the garden of eden. I got up from the desk i was sitting at and ran through the flowers. I could smell their sweetness, and feel their softness, yet everything about my hands were out of focus when i tried to look at them. Perhaps all of my energy was spent manifesting the outside. who knows. Sadly when the dream started fading i couldn't keep it together and darkness consumed me.

kinda looked like this, but with a shit load more flowers and no cows.. or trees, but similar colors.