Journal Path to Astral Projection

[Konsciencia]

3/14

I created a symbol to represent accessing my subconscious and visualized it falling asleep, this is the dream I had that night:



I am captured by some men, and they tell me before they kill me they will first destroy me and humiliate me.


They drag me to a remote camp and cut off both of my hands, after throwing me around and kicking me they then cut off my feet and laugh as I try to move. Next they cut off my arms at the elbow and taunt me by punching me, I keep trying to defend with phantom arms I no longer have.


Then they cut off my genitals and eat it in front of me, laughing at me, and then finally they throw me on the ground, kneeling on top of my head.


I am no longer in a camp but in a gym, with people from my life around me. Some of my friends even join in on the torture while others are horrified by what happened to me but refuse to speak about it.


I see people around me doing things I once enjoyed, including the men who did this to me, and am filled with intense sadness


I am filled with a burst of anger and while one of the men is laughing I roll on top of him and press my arm against his throat, feeling his pulse, and wanting to kill him,


but realize the futileness as it would not change what has happened and get off of him. I next contemplate to curse them so they go through the same suffering I just did, but again decide not to.


I realize that this life and identity is over, and endure further mocking and beatings quietly. I lay down and let myself die.

I wonder what that meant?

 

[Lemongrass00]

6/6/24

it’s been a while since my last lucid dream, I have decided that besides my daily routine of practice, I am at a point in my life where I need to focus on mundane matters and take a break from further serious occult involvement for a few months, but I had a pretty intense lucid dream last night spontaneously:


I am in a second story room somewhere in the the back, there are some people around me and a woman at the table. She isn’t human and her face morphs stretches past what a human can make in a smile and I can see something moving underneath her skin as she speaks.

She has my right arm in her hand and she is skinning me like an animal and laughing while she is doing it. I remember trying to intently focus on the sensation to try and make it less painful but it was agonizing feeling my skin being ripped off my hand. I suddenly become partially lucid after she finishes skinning my right hand and asks for the left. I decide to end the dream by jumping over the balcony.


I run and dive off it and while I’m falling I relax myself. I hit the ground but it feels like landing on a mattress. I open my eyes and look around, and I am still dreaming! And now I am even more aware so I start to fly around. I levitate off the ground and look back up and see her staring at me from the balcony, I fly full speed into her and through the wall of the building, when I come out the other side I am holding her severed head, which turns into dust as soon as I look at it.

I fly around this dream world and am aware enough to not fly too high, or to not become too excited or else I would wake up. I fly low and fast along the ground and into the forest. I see strange trees that look ancient, they are extremely bright almost like they are fluorescent and sparking in the sun with long roots wrapping around everything and are pulsating in sync with all the other trees like they are breathing together. I sit by a waterfall and overlook this scene before waking up.

 

[Konsciencia]

6/6/24

it’s been a while since my last lucid dream, I have decided that besides my daily routine of practice, I am at a point in my life where I need to focus on mundane matters and take a break from further serious occult involvement for a few months, but I had a pretty intense lucid dream last night spontaneously:


I am in a second story room somewhere in the the back, there are some people around me and a woman at the table. She isn’t human and her face morphs stretches past what a human can make in a smile and I can see something moving underneath her skin as she speaks.

She has my right arm in her hand and she is skinning me like an animal and laughing while she is doing it. I remember trying to intently focus on the sensation to try and make it less painful but it was agonizing feeling my skin being ripped off my hand. I suddenly become partially lucid after she finishes skinning my right hand and asks for the left. I decide to end the dream by jumping over the balcony.


I run and dive off it and while I’m falling I relax myself. I hit the ground but it feels like landing on a mattress. I open my eyes and look around, and I am still dreaming! And now I am even more aware so I start to fly around. I levitate off the ground and look back up and see her staring at me from the balcony, I fly full speed into her and through the wall of the building, when I come out the other side I am holding her severed head, which turns into dust as soon as I look at it.

I fly around this dream world and am aware enough to not fly too high, or to not become too excited or else I would wake up. I fly low and fast along the ground and into the forest. I see strange trees that look ancient, they are extremely bright almost like they are fluorescent and sparking in the sun with long roots wrapping around everything and are pulsating in sync with all the other trees like they are breathing together. I sit by a waterfall and overlook this scene before waking up.

Lemongrass!!! Oh my God!!!! It's been decades!

 

[stalkinghyena]

I fly full speed into her and through the wall of the building, when I come out the other side I am holding her severed head, which turns into dust as soon as I look at it.

I had a similar dream experience a few weeks back after an evocation. The horror of the dream forced me into lucidity, and I realized that this was the point - it was teaching me. When I awoke I thanked the spirit for the training exercise. So reading your post makes me think this is a training technique from the other side?

 

[Lemongrass00]

I had a similar dream experience a few weeks back after an evocation. The horror of the dream forced me into lucidity, and I realized that this was the point - it was teaching me. When I awoke I thanked the spirit for the training exercise. So reading your post makes me think this is a training technique from the other side?

It could definitely be, often the only way to become aware is to reach such a point of absurdity and intensity that like you said you’re forced to acknowledge lucidity.

did you have any more dream experiences after that evocation?

 

[stalkinghyena]

did you have any more dream experiences after that evocation?

Not like that. I did have an "introduction" from another spirit in the same decan but this did not result in violence or lucidity.

 

[Lemongrass00]

7/16/2024

Had a spontaenous lucid dream, last night but it was very different than previous dreams. In most lucid dreams I try to prolong the state of the dream, but in this one I felt trapped in it.

I woke up in my bedroom in my childhood home, but it was unnaturally dark. Everything was blurry and foggy, making it extremely difficult to tell where I was. I stood up and checked my phone, my alarm clock and then my laptop, but they were all completely dead. I felt very uncomfortable in the room and felt like something bad was about to happen.

I performed my favorite reality check (trying to breathe while plugging your nose) and I could breathe through my nose. I was shocked because I felt a lot more aware than I usually was in dreams, and repeated it maybe 3 or 4 times, confirming I was definitely dreaming. I tried to change my enviornment and move things around but everything was responding how the room felt, dead and lifeless. I couldn't do a thing no matter how hard I tried.

I hear the entire house shake and I knew somehow something enormous is nearby. I become scared and I want to wake up. I start shouting at myself to wake up, I close my eyes and spin around, and open them, but to my shock I am in the exact same enviroment (this sort of enviornment stability is really unusual in dreams).

I feel an urge to escape, and as I start to become more worried, the room starts to close in around me, and the shaking intensifies. I dive into the floor to try and escape. I remember how weird it felt for my head and arms to pass through the floor, but it wasn't seemless like a ghost passing through a wall, it felt awkward and like I had to sort of crawl into the floor, but once my entire body passed I felt nothingness and started freefalling.

The environemnt changes and it's honestly hard to describe the vividness. I'm now flying incredibly fast through this vast space, that is filled with rainbow colored geometric fractals, they are spinning all around me and I see tendrils of yellow light swirl around me as I'm spinning and falling faster. I eventually come out through the floor again in the same room and try to wake myself up again. Which I do.

This was a really trippy experience, and it felt very different from other dream experiences I've had, a lot more realistic.

 

[Konsciencia]

 

[Lemongrass00]

8/12/2024

Had my first OBE experience last night, but before it happened I was prompted by this dream I had:


I am in this old rundown town, it looks like west Texas, with a desert landscape and sparse patches of grass everywhere with old buildings around. I am walking around and it’s completely silent.

I hear a faint singing somewhere behind me from inside this giant barn. I hear it get closer and run to the side so I am hidden. I see a giant woman, at least 12 feet tall wearing a cloak and wearing a wooden tribal mask float out of the barn singing.

I am staring at her and I hear a sound from these black pipes that are by my feet and running all along the ground. I hear something scrape against it and can see the outline of something pushing against it. It stops in the middle of the street and pokes through the pipe.

I walk over to look and it’s a giant grey finger. It looks old and has a solid grey fingernail. It’s pointing straight up, so I look at the sky. The sky is completely black, with a blindingly bright white sun with greyish clouds and dim blue stars that are barely visible. I look down at the finger and bite it off and hold it in my hand.

I look down and it grew back bigger. I look up at the sky again and get violently thrown upwards. I am flying faster up until I feel it all stop and I am laying in my bed. I am fully conscious now and before moving I vividly imagine myself standing at the mirror. I imagine touching it and looking into it, and suddenly I am touching a mirror and looking into it from my bathroom. My reflection looks very different, with my eyes and skin being a different shade. I walk back to my bed and lay on top of my sleeping body and wake up again.

 

[Konsciencia]

8/12/2024

Had my first OBE experience last night, but before it happened I was prompted by this dream I had:


I am in this old rundown town, it looks like west Texas, with a desert landscape and sparse patches of grass everywhere with old buildings around. I am walking around and it’s completely silent.

I hear a faint singing somewhere behind me from inside this giant barn. I hear it get closer and run to the side so I am hidden. I see a giant woman, at least 12 feet tall wearing a cloak and wearing a wooden tribal mask float out of the barn singing.

I am staring at her and I hear a sound from these black pipes that are by my feet and running all along the ground. I hear something scrape against it and can see the outline of something pushing against it. It stops in the middle of the street and pokes through the pipe.

I walk over to look and it’s a giant grey finger. It looks old and has a solid grey fingernail. It’s pointing straight up, so I look at the sky. The sky is completely black, with a blindingly bright white sun with greyish clouds and dim blue stars that are barely visible. I look down at the finger and bite it off and hold it in my hand.

I look down and it grew back bigger. I look up at the sky again and get violently thrown upwards. I am flying faster up until I feel it all stop and I am laying in my bed. I am fully conscious now and before moving I vividly imagine myself standing at the mirror. I imagine touching it and looking into it, and suddenly I am touching a mirror and looking into it from my bathroom. My reflection looks very different, with my eyes and skin being a different shade. I walk back to my bed and lay on top of my sleeping body and wake up again.

OMG!! Lemongrass!! I am so happy for you. You finally did it. Wow!! Amazing man! It's been a while for me. But, congrats!

 

[Lemongrass00]

OMG!! Lemongrass!! I am so happy for you. You finally did it. Wow!! Amazing man! It's been a while for me. But, congrats!

Thanks man and yeah it took wayyy longer than I hoped but it was a humbling process.

 

[djcullgirl]

Im curious, how do yall define lucid? Is it control over your dream environment, the ability to conciously engage with the dream (without control) or simply the awareness you are dreaming???

a friend of mine can almost always control her dreams and routinely flies around on her couch and visits her friends... gotta say, im damn jealous.

Ive only been able to fly a couple times, other than that i dont ever recall controlling my dream, just interacting with what is there lucidly.

 

[Lemongrass00]

Im curious, how do yall define lucid? Is it control over your dream environment, the ability to conciously engage with the dream (without control) or simply the awareness you are dreaming???

a friend of mine can almost always control her dreams and routinely flies around on her couch and visits her friends... gotta say, im damn jealous.

Ive only been able to fly a couple times, other than that i dont ever recall controlling my dream, just interacting with what is there lucidly.

Very subjective question, but it is a spectrum with various feels of lucidity.

One person might vaguely realize the absurdity of a dream and not take it as seriously as if they truly thought it was real, that is a form of lucidity

another might be aware that they are dreaming but are still controlled to a large degree by the unconscious and does seemingly random and nonsensical things (average lucid dreamers)

another might have a stronger awareness and be able to carry out predetermined tasks or tests but still is influenced by the unconscious more than waking consciousness, experiencing heightened states of emotion or a sense of urgency.

another might achieve the same level of consciousness asleep as when they are awake (this would be the start of classifying it as an OBE)

then there are people who apparently can have greater awareness than waking consciousness but I personally have not experienced this, but it makes sense that it can happen.

 

[Konsciencia]

Very subjective question, but it is a spectrum with various feels of lucidity.

One person might vaguely realize the absurdity of a dream and not take it as seriously as if they truly thought it was real, that is a form of lucidity

another might be aware that they are dreaming but are still controlled to a large degree by the unconscious and does seemingly random and nonsensical things (average lucid dreamers)

another might have a stronger awareness and be able to carry out predetermined tasks or tests but still is influenced by the unconscious more than waking consciousness, experiencing heightened states of emotion or a sense of urgency.

another might achieve the same level of consciousness asleep as when they are awake (this would be the start of classifying it as an OBE)

then there are people who apparently can have greater awareness than waking consciousness but I personally have not experienced this, but it makes sense that it can happen.

I have experienced the Average Lucid Dreamer a couple of times. It's really rare.

 

[Lemongrass00]

Weird dream last night,

“In a pool with a baby, she is very heavy and I’m struggling to keep both of us afloat, I hold her over my head and swim to the edge.

At the edge I start dipping her toes into the water and she’s crying. The mother comes over and tells me to look at it.

When I look down the baby has the face of an old woman and has stopped crying. I look back at the mother and I hear the baby crying again so I dip its toes in the water.”

not sure how to feel about this one. I felt good after waking up. Jung believes water is a common symbol for the subconscious, but other than that no clue on any meaning.

 

[Konsciencia]

Crazy. Rebirth maybe for you?