Lucid Dream.
4/12/07
Teaching me from step forward.
I am at a shopping centre near my house. I am walking around picking up bits bobs. I walk to the front counter and wait in line. I see a man and two small boys waiting in line next to me, one boy is bouncing up and down asking his fater for something from the snack area, his father laughs and tells him he already has enough.
I feel a strange connection to this these 3 although i just ignore it. now i pay for my gear and as i am about to leave i notice one of the boys next to me looking at me, i kneel down and ask his name but he hides behind his father. I smile stand and leave.
As i walk out of the shops lucidity tingles, i latch onto the feeling and gently raise my awareness. As i do i remember my intention of the night, just to be lucid and feel the world, baby step it again, and also the quest.
[color=blue]I streach out and feel everything with my mind, run my hand through the air and breath it in. Sighing as i feel more and more aware, and more and more relaxed, colors brighten and i walk towards where my motorbike waits, bright red and undamaged. I put down the gear i am carrying and run my hand over the bike, feeling the metal and leather. Soon ihear talking and turn to the the father and two boys walking my way.
I feel a tug, a memory of knowing these people, but my lucidity is not quite there yet. One of the boys walks up to me, the one that i asked his name and looks right at me, the father and other boy do not notice me.
I kneel down and look at him, as i look into his eyes i realisei am looking into my own, only years before, I feel the tug and realise this boy is me.
I smile and talk to me, i tell him about dreaming, investing and how the only way to be rich is to work smarter not harder and invest well, i talk about postive cash flow property and management, i give advice on a lot of subjects, the younger me waits and listens. I hear a call, the father, my father, now looks at me and expresses with out words ’ he wont understand you’
: i know dad, but one day he will, his subconscious will understand now and later it will know"
My father expressed the idea of my younger self be autistic (or how ever you spell it)
i smile at my yonger self as i run to my father and speak to my younger selfs mind, you do understand, its just everyone else needs to learn how to talk your lanuage.
I awake to the sound of my alarm, rolling over i see it is ten minutes left till it goes off, understanding this i remember the dream then fall back asleep for ten.[/color]