Dreaming Awake

[Stephen DC]

I was raised by role-playing games. When I was in an engineering physics course in college I was studying 15 hours a day and started lucid dreaming about physics problems. I tried starting a resort/business in Houghton Lake (as well as growing MMJ), but there were communication problems between Mom and Dad. I started imbibing entheogens and writing poetry to process the experiences. While heavily under the influence of cannabis I studied a dozen philosophers and coalesced their philosophies in an essay I titled Multidimensional Communication. I tried to finish a University degree, but got expelled for "arguing" with "teachers." I practice nondualistic yoga and can't seem to stop my brain from acquiring knowledge. I am learning to communicate with a guitar, because I think it might be easier than learning how to communicate with a human. I spent six months in Florida wandering around after being evicted from my house in Redford and am still learning how to travel. My favorite form of travel is oneironautical....

 

[native]

sweet I practice lucide dream and astral projection. studied yoga for a month on Gainesville fl on 15 acres of land. keep traveling

 

[Stephen DC]

sweet I practice lucide dream and astral projection. studied yoga for a month on Gainesville fl on 15 acres of land. keep traveling

Cool. I almost made my way up to Gainesville on the rumor there was a good drum circle there when I was in Florida last year, but I ended up getting a ride out of Sarasota back to the keys to work on album, then to Denver, and from there heading back to Michigan disheartened--everything seemed owned in all directions. I am not an intentional traveler--or rather, when I wake back in my body I feel like I am in hell on a mission to attract a band of musicians to travel with the music. "You have spent so much energy into building a prison for yourself. Now spend as much energy on demolishing it."

Every time I attempt to astral project it seems vibrations in my body synchronize with electrical systems around me, they intensify, and I feel like I am going to explode--once a drunk bum nearby even said, "Boom!" Another time I was accidentally attempting to astral project and my ethereal body held me tightly within and wouldn't let my shadow go. Now instead of trying to project my awareness outside of my body (whatever that means) I commune with spirit, asking for ecstasy, or purification, or guidance, or whatever I feel I need to continue on my mission. My yoga practice is about becoming wholly multidimensional all the time, not splitting my awareness into separate selves at different times. Then maybe I wouldn't feel like I am constantly having to run from undead. ::walkingdead::