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I wake up too early, and since I've already used up my medication for the night that's supposed to help me sleep, I take a regular Unisom (which is NOT recommended for good, deep sleep -- but I figured I only needed a little bit more, and the quality didn't have to be that great). I'm surprised that after a while of concentrating on my heartbeat, I easily slip into the state where I'm about to go OBE. I'm sleeping in my old dormitory room, but don't even notice that -- I truly believe that this is where I fell asleep IRL.
(I went OBE about four times at this point, waking up after a minute or so each time, but easily falling back into the dream after waking up. I just cannot now remember most of what happened in these sequences, except for the last one).
I slip so quickly into the OBE state the last time that I'm startled -- it happens in what seems like a split second, and I don't even notice any buzzing. Can I really just go into it that easily every night? I feel hopeful.
Still in the same dorm, I pass through a wall but run into some heating pipes, which are actually hot and unpleasant to dissolve my body through. Finally, I get to a swimming pool. The dream is fading, so I stare at some stairs and the dream seems to get solid again. However, the second I look away everything starts to morph wildly from one thing into another, at such a frantic speed that I feel dizzy. The stairs turn into a metal scaffold, and then into something else, and on and on and on like that.
This wakes me up, but I manage to fall back asleep again. No longer lucid, I wander towards a pond with beautiful lily pads in it. I see a woman wading through the water almost up to her neck, but she's fully dressed in old-fashioned clothes.
I want to take a picture of the purple flowers and dish-shaped leaves, and I realize that my camera is in my backpack, which I'm carrying. But I also want to wade into the pool like the woman is doing, and dream logic tells me that won't damage my camera in my backpack (when of course it would). I feel the water suddenly traveling up my the fabric of my clothing even though I'm not in it yet, and enjoy how refreshing it feels.
I wake up.
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I'm sleeping on a gym floor,
but I think this is normal and it doesn't make me lucid. There are friends and
family milling about me in the gym.
I look through my closed
eyelids at ceiling and can still see it. Wow, I think, that's cool
-- I must be seeing with my third eye!
I slowly liquify my hands
and start to fall through the floor. It takes a long time, though. Finally I
get too impatient and just roll out of my body, off the edge of the sleeping
bag, and through the floor that way.
(long part to the dream
here, now forgotten because this dream went on for so long)
I float into a bathroom
that's in disrepair. I sense a spirit there and a blast of warm air confirms
it in my mind (odd, I thought spirits produced cold drafts of air!). My fear
increases when I see what I think is evil writing on the wall.
I blast out of there and
begin flying rapidly over what seems to be a "fractal city" -- that
is, I'm aware that my brain is creating the buildings I'm flying past, but also
aware that they are contrived on what seem to be very simple design rules and
then put together in a very scientific way based on these minimal rules. I kind
of marvel at this -- I didn't think my brain, at my age, was still capable of
such a feat. The buildings are highly cohesive, even though they do seem randomly
Some of the designs aren't
like anything I've ever seen, in particular an art deco-like design of cream
colored bricks in blocky patterns over very dark brown bricks.
For a second I think the cream-colored bricks are spelling the words, "New
No! I tell myself.
That can't be.
I begin to have my usual
worry that I've been in the dream state for too long. Planning to vigorously
shake my head back and forth so I'll be certain to wake up, I turn my head to
the right ... AND WAKE UP.
I realize I was very close
to the waking state the whole time.
I look at my bedside pad
and see that I recorded these words, although I have no memory now of the dream
they were from --
five-gear underdrive and overdrive
flood -- ruin Hawaiian shirt
Precognitive because parts of this dream seemed to have picked up elements
of this show that I watched today, that I had previously recorded:
Kids: Children of the Paranormal"