A couple of evenings ago I relaxed my mind into earth, then into water, then into fire.
Yesterday there was a calmness, unconditional love and internal heat present throughout the day. Sometimes a problem appeared in the mind, but dissolved very quickly. Each time something "burned" away like that, it felt as if I were at the desert somewhere, dreaming of this life. Before falling asleep in the evening, I had hypnagogic imagery of being at the desert again. Then a snake appeared. This snake started rising like a straight vertical pole. It seemed as if this snake was infinitely long. At some moment I recognized the symbolism as "kundalini rising". Regardless, nothing unpleasant happened.
A couple of nights ago I transformed boring war game dreams into a flying race. My cloud of consciousness was small in and around a large building. Flew through spider cobwebs, slalom around roof support beams and stuff. Increased speed almost up to the typical speed in drone racing.
Last night I visited the summerhouse in the dreams. Met with one of my many aunts. She showed me a lot of things that had changed since the last time I was there (1.5 years ago or more - basically worked throughout holidays). There were recurring elements in the dream: pipework in the sauna and a storage building full of burning coal. For some reason, the storage building had to be set on fire. An entity even threw a fireball at it but I don't think it lit up. It was about the time for sunrise and I told aunt I have to leave. She asked: "you'll be back tomorrow, right?" Me: "Uh, probably not. Or perhaps without a body I might. With a body it takes like a whole day to drive here and the same to go back. Would be really nice if I finally learned teleportation though, then I could visit each evening for up to 4 hours." A bit awkward that I didn't realize I was dreaming and in dreams I could visit the place anytime.
Left the place together with an entity (I think). Passed by some sort of a event or festivity, I think. Then some guy in a uniform walked past. There was an acronym on his back, similar to "STIS" or somesuch. Seemed out of place and suspicious, so I wondered what the acronym would mean. "Soviet something something?" The entity: "No, looks like a Mexican." Well, whatever. We arrived at another odd scene. There were a few cameras, microphones and then an actor playing wounded on a blanket next to the road (with a few bandage rolls and other dummy stuff around him). The general atmosphere seemed to indicate that he was playing a civilian war victim or something. Decided to act along and loudly express my thoughts on war: "Why put so much effort in fighting? Better cooperate with space agencies in space exploration projects." We continued walking as I said that. One of the people at the scene stressed/freaked out because of what I said. I could feel that. Then it occurred to me that although I was dreaming, I could have affected something in the physical world.
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