The Dream World

Oh I was going to mention something real funny. Got to have a laugh!
Last night I was sleepwalking I suppose. I thought I woke up but wasn't really awake. Before I went to sleep I turned on a nightlight in the hall and kept my door open a little. It was still real dark in my room and then I fell asleep and woke up to this nightlight that I had no idea what it was and told myself I better get up and find out what it is. I could have sworn it was coming from outside someone or something flashing lights from the window. I was getting real curious because it was flashing all these colors. So I got up thinking I was going to the window to open it but things felt differently and I had no idea where I was in my room. Then the lamp I touched kind of woke me up slowly. I was actually heading towards the hall when I thought I was heading towards the window! Thankfully because I was going to push full force into thin air and would have slammed into the wall and knocked myself out! But I was extremely disorientated while trying to wake up while sleepwalking. It's funny I had no clue what the nightlight was!

flames. you watched a movie called jacobs ladder?

your dream reminded me of that movie because it has strange henchmen coming after the lead character too

tim robins leads and theres a lot of cool supporting actors. his massage therapist is Danny Aiello http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000732/



ill share one of my cruelist dreams

well, I used to wet the bed. lol. so i once dreamed i wanted to pee but wouldnt take myself to the washroom. so i dreamed in the dream that i woke up. because i believed i was awake i went to the toilet and started peeing. a little bit later i woke up and was in my own piss.

i felt betrayed by my own subconcious.


i definately see things sometimes right after i wakeup. its usually a shaking and fluttering object that isnt really there. like wtf a red ball of yarn on the wall? if i shake my head and close my eyes it usually goes away.

i dont know why i have these hallucinations of simple objects. rarely its anything alarming like a person, but it has been a few times.

A few nights ago i had a fight with another women (in my dreamtime) and she was all bragging how she is stronger then me because she could push me down with her excess weight. A bully is never smart, only more "physical"...

But like you Flames I woke up the moment it made no sense to expose oneself to it anymore...sometimes it doesn't matter who wins a fight, but who "wakes up first".....*lol* I know this sounds ambigous...but so is waking and dreaming time. Jealousy is a poison, people will attack those they compare themselves with and consider to be better then themself. Maybe there is somebody who feels like this about you.

so i dreamed in the dream that i woke up. because i believed i was awake i went to the toilet and started peeing. a little bit later i woke up and was in my own piss.

That was magical pee. You got to a very lucid state and were "awake" within the dream....the pee was only the message for you to remind you of that "state of mind during dreamtime"....tell your unconscious mind to wake your body up at night when you got to use the bathroom. Ask your unconscious mind to let you see your hands next time when you become lucid during dream time.

Then the lamp I touched kind of woke me up slowly.

Thank goddness. Sleepwalking is a serious issue, it means your astral body wasn't disconnecting from the physical body while in dreatime. This happens sometimes when one slips in and out of lucid phases...which then causes the disorientation.

It could be hilarious Flames, got to laugh! What if you started to laugh at those violent people in your dreams. Better yet give them something that will help with the violence. Seems that you are in that victim mode from your past. The crazy thing is that I knew where I was, but couldn't figure out where I was in time and space. And don't recall going back to sleep or how I got back to bed.

One time, I must have fallen asleep and thought I was awake and picked up a little two year old who also fell asleep and was going to take them to their bed. So when I got to where I thought was their bed, it ended up being a wall and we both flew into the wall, good thing I went sideways so I fell that way and not on the poor kiddo! Even when I slammed down I still didn't understand what happened and wasn't fully awake still. Then I slowly realized what happened, and was enough to wake me up some.
I see everything you can possibly imagine in the lucid state. All of it very very scary looking because I guess part of my mind that is the reasonable state doesn't want to accept those things at all. And because my mind wants to accept only one reality as well. So it's all very normal looking perhaps in other states.
But the lucid state of mind is so used to it, I just make myself get out as quick as possible. A few times I really focused on what I was looking at then whatever it is disappears. Then I go to sleep.

Little Highnoon needed a diaper change that night!!!

Flames, I thought you said something about having to be in a humiliating state to get over the traumas or something like that.
Working overtime you can say that again, I work everything out in my dreams.

Oh no, my poor dog just went crazy! She's so funny.

...guilt and shame...it's a history of abuse and being abused...like I said...

...it is our individual powerlessness in the face of culture and the cultural
limitations placed on the true development of self that has resulted in all
this abuse and being abused and particularly aggression.

...we could probably all benefit from realizing what an incredible organism
we really are...so enjoy your remarkable talents because know one else
will...they'll probably abuse them...

...we haven't looked hard enough at ourselves because we are not nearly
enough in awe of ourselves...given the opportunity and everyone will abuse
you if you let them...

...thousands of years of abuse and being abused makes for some rather
turbulent emotional scenarios: drugs, murder, rape, pedophilia, perversion,
random fornication, killings, mass deception, beatings, accidents, alcoholism,
robbery, random violence...no man can tell another man how to direct his
search in life...

...enjoying the human experience yet?

Excellent post TG, let me share this animation with you guys...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=l7AWnfFRc7g

I empathically detect some quality insight in that post Tg

Okay, that video, Lada, has a lot to say about our circumstances.

The internet connects our empathy extending the central nervous
system.



I have a grandson and this is what has been flourishing in my life,
re Kapis complimenting on my previous post.

I want new systems and institutions; not for me but for my
grandson, whose with me?

TgII, welcome to the dream world thread. Wouldn't it be incredible to realize who we all are.

The internet connects our empathy extending the central nervous
system.

Wow!

Okay Flames, I found your quote in your karma and stress thread. What does that mean?!

I believe sometimes we may have to put ourselves in humiliating circumstances to insure other peoples peace of mind.

I grew up with a different script, no adults around to humiliate and shame me so I never have had those kind of dreams. But I was psychologically abused after childhood and that caused self esteem issues. I also haven't developed a full ego because I grew up with no love and bonded with nature and animals, so I would much rather be with them, but I have a huge tolerance towards folks and can be around the worst though it's extremely difficult to not get affected and when to notice the symptoms or wounds inside can happen because of folks projecting or dumping and it's interesting they don't even know who they are, what they are doing or the damage they can do. (a fuse blew?!)
But I love to observe others and gained alot of awareness going inward as a child. So it makes it a little easier to know when my boundaries are crossed energetically. It takes a lot of awareness to have the realization to not get affected by all that is going on though.

Don't know if any of it makes sense.
Wow, I was going to mention that I found out that one of my friends was diagnosed with bipolar. I thought at first they were just acting out wounds. But now realize it could be a genetic or physiological thing going on besides the trauma, one or the other triggering each other.

caught in the merry go round of sin, cycling with the changes, caught in the wheel of life and death

I want new systems and institutions; not for me but for my
grandson, whose with me?

I am It is true that we always built on top of what has been, or who we have been,
but we can always cut off a rotton root within, and grow new ones..and nothing lasts forever,
surely this applies itself to the internet too.

Concerning the issue of diagnosing "bi-polar disorder", I truly don't believe in utopia. According to the american psychiatric association
everybody is a mental freak and shod be treated with psychotronic drugs. And unless we are really fond of Barbie robots we may as
well embrace people's multifaceted natures the way the come, and give them a decent education instead of drugging them senseless.

In that video they say that the average child these days understand life and death and the impermanence of their existence at around
the age of eight. Well I figured this out when I was four years old and this humbled me quite a bit, but I also understand that death is
an integral part of life and my brain does not register life as good and death as bad...as it cannot really be separated from one another.
Instead I can put myself into other people's situation and still respect them, no matter what inflicts their souls...and I believe in the
afterlife as I have left my body conciously and during dream time on many occasions. For me it doesn't matter if somebody argues that
I just had some haluzinations because those people can't really prove that imagination and reality are indeed different states of being.

Life is a mystery and I would have to lie to myself if I were to deny to occasionally extatically enjoy it.

My four year old daughter constantly reminds me of what I have forgotten about myself since I have grown up into an adult.
She is a great teacher.

I have a little choto guru too!

But the game of trying to act like I'm important is over with.

For sure a game! That's it! And it does get scary if it really all is a game, artificial. Just like folks play games with themselves and on each other. Maybe we are being used in a game by something else. Now that is serious. But it is good to have a laugh now and then right.

If I said that you basically have no ego, that is great! I didn't know I said that.

If you think about it, if the love isn't there from human beings, what else in the universe provides us with sustenance, other than nature itself?

Absolutely

I have also partaken of many a slow burn over vast hours of Mario Kart....back when life was simple and carefree.

Here is a thought about freedom , last night , i had a very vivid lucid dream, which featured at the end of it, 2 guys that i used to know and worked for their father for a short spell, i also was in school with their attractive sister , they were part latin
Their father owned a large business store in the city where they all worked, keeping it in the family , i had not seen any of them for years

In the dream, i recall a few things, then walking into their store , pushing open 2 doors like saloon doors , and they were both standing at a counter , i says Good Evening Mr blah and blah , and in the dream i was realising ... i haven't seen these guys in ages , i then told them that , then requested something of them, i did not say this part in words merely willed it, then they replied in words saying why do you want that , i then said in words, i can't tell you now , but later you will know, at that moment, began a visible transition whereby i started to see the surroundings in my bedroom , i just woke up

Then awake, i recalled whats stated above in every detail, and i thought to myself, hmm that was an interesting dream, but what a waste if it doesn't do anything for me in awake existence , what a waste of good energy .
After breakfast, I'm driving into the city where these people used to dwell, the business is still there but i have not been in it for bout 20 years or so, I'm in a queue of cars, and i look at the bmw in front of me, and the registration plate of the bmw has the name of the aforementioned business written on it above the private registration, and i look into the rear mirror of this car in front of me to see 2 latin eyes seemingly looking back towards me, if not for me personally maybe not recognising me , but i recognise them at double check as i pass at a roundabout , it is the sister of the 2 guys that i dreamt off who i had not glimpsed for years

There are only 2 interpretations for this phenomena , the first is pure co-incidence , chance , and there are various explanations for that from believers in such chance
The second explanation is that there is something in the psychic world that has the ability to co-ordinate dream substance with reality experience, as some form of given recognition of its presence.

Lets say that i have not encountered an argument strong enough on the chance theory to stop me in my tracks from any ongoing investigations into the phenomena of higher intelligence .
And if i was to consider for a moment that there is some form of psychic weaver that is actually able to weave the synchronisation of dreams and reality whenever it is called for by its own deduction/judgement , then i have to realise that this can lead to positive and negative conclusions .
I could consider that i had previously manifested a conscious dream , which was , in a very unexpected fashion , scuppered by some unpredictable behaviours by someone involved in it, just as it was taking the shape i had envisaged after a lot of energy was inputed to its expectation . I can then come to the conclusion, why was it that this higher intelligence refused to massage reality in the favour of my own dreamed expectation , and conclude that this higher intelligence had it in for me, and was some kind of control freak , but an eco-warrior would plead, this higher intelligence knows whats best for everyone and sometimes, you don't get what you want, but only what you need ,
A valid argument for which i think, ok then what is the point of a free will and the ability to shape a dream, if that dream can b blocked or dispelled by this higher intelligence simply because it does not fit in with whats best for you or others involved in its eyes
That leaves me with the conclusion that free will , freedom, is a very very limited tool, its only allowed to flourish in conjunction with this higher intelligences will , which is not disclosed openly for scrutiny , but only disclosed by its circumstantial effects in ones existence
Therefore i am left with the free thought that i have got to learn to just lump it ...the willed fate of the higher intelligence .....or i am somehow working against a fast flowing river and getting nowhere fast , or i can delude myself that i am its intimate friend and think its working closely with me and then one day when i least expect it, bang, it shafts me big time, when my defences are down, and I'm left broken in the gutter which gives me the final conclusion that i am in control of certain things as long as they coincide with hidden higher intelligence designs , but if i stray of its pathway , , i could b shafted badly , so i have a form of freedom and a form of imprisonship depending on which way i decide to perceive it, positive or negative

It is at this realisation that i seek out a proponent of chance theory so that i can delude myself that i am in control of most things unless chance or bad luck goes against me and i get shafted badly, so i have a form of freedom and a form of imprisonship depending on which way i decide to perceive it, positive or negative

And in the end , i am left here thinking , all roads of thought lead to this conclusion , freedom is very very relative, sometimes it can give the impression of being endless , other times it is so limited , and these extremes have their pleasures and setbacks , but if one was to think about freedom just a little too long, where does that leave you , stretching for a drink or a toke for most , its really tough not to , but i still have some illusion gas left in me yet to continue my ride a bit further, after all, who knows what may crop up , when 2 worlds collide

Want to give proper attention to your dream post Kapis, I do like reading what you write very often, but I find that I need to read it more than just once. Will re-read in the morning/afternoon for me, and I hope to say something intelligible and sensible back to you. Take care and thanks again for providing this forum of free and more often than not, meaningful expression!