Two symbols

A dream or two last night. In one of them, I encountered the pleasant symbol of detachment: I took a bunch of electronics to a colleague, to give it away just like that. He was quite surprised. I tried to make it look like it was no big deal - that much of it wasn't really working anymore and what not .. bah.

At some point, while discussing something with a friend, I noticed a wall with a graffity on it. No big deal, right? I mean, it's a big wall and all, but it definitely caught my attention. Because the graffiti was constantly repainting itself. It consisted of a painter (who himself was painted), and a blue circle with a red arc on top. The painter put forth extra effort to ensure that the blue circle was well drawn.

A sketch of what it roughly looked like. The painter himself was less refined than the circle.

Edit: What just happened? While typing this down, somehow the tab closed and a popup with Firefox hotkeys appeared.

Today has been a strange day. A lot of stuff happened. Re-found a gift card with free money to spend (had forgotten it into my drawer at work). Also received my Nikon D3300, yay!

The night of flight

Probably the longest levitation dream I've had so far. Spent the whole night flying from building to building, from tree top to tree top. Chased a couple of propeller planes as well, as they crossed the sky. Didn't spot any fighter jets, though. Would've been awesome to try and chase those too :D.

Dream training

Hmm .. there's some sort of tension surfacing every now and then, out of small things.

Focused on the Udana for a moment, as described in Steve Richard's "Levitation". The results were easy to recognize. Several jolts in consciousness today, in addition to the feeling of consciousness shifting.

With the Udana being seated in the throat, obviously some throat chakra type challenges popped up today as well. One of the lecturers (a colleague) asked me to describe some processes that I didn't understand very well. So, I had to improvise without being afraid of being wrong. Luckily I had practised just that in the only dream I had last night. Could've done better but it went quite okay anyway, I guess.

Steve Richard lit the path of pk for enlightenment very well, by providing a good overview of the terminology. This helped me realize that without pk I would probably have a hard time with it. For years, I kind of hoped that there wouldn't be a difference but it seems that pk practice is the easiest way to transcendental awareness or samadhi.

Also, one of the issues that I encountered last time was lack of desire. I no longer had any. Though, without any desires it's somewhat more difficult to progress. This time I ought to be wary of the stage without desires.

Puzzle bits self-assembling

Continued reading Steve Richards' "Levitation". Reinitializing some old exercises that I used to do .. which are coincidentally also considered important for levitation practises. Some jolts of consciousness. Re-realized the simplicity of the principle behind siddhis and concentration.

Broke some equipment at work, a couple of days ago. Something that's not supposed to happen in such a way. Though, I was amazed at how much I could conclude from the observations. Noticed how there were signals that it would break but some info was missing and the whole puzzle didn't fit together until it did. Thus, it had to break.

Strange dreams. Two uncles, with whom we discussed things. One of them was an idol for me when I was little. The other uncle was little .. I was confused if it was his son or if it was him .. reincarnation? They did something with one of the tractors. Then they piled firewood on the rear end of the tractor and lit it. I was very confused about this - an unexpected extra-witchy ritual or whatnot.

One day I just popped up at the VR lab, looked around, acting all familiar and asked people what they were working on. I like to act as if everyone were an old friend of mine (as it often turns out that's the case - Estonia is small). Met the guy who was researching lucid dreaming and VR. Mentioned OBEs and VR. He showed remote interest, but much like the other people there .. seemed to be confused about why the hell I'm there at such a random time, for no apparent reason (meh just had time to spend). Well met. Met him again today at the ESA public discussion event. Nice :). Well, met a lot of other interesting people there.

Apparently I also had a fan at the event, who managed to convince me that spacetech and gamedev would start to merge sometime soon. So that eventually I wouldn't have to leave one to work on the other. This left me wondering about the third, tho - ZPE. Well, the third one I think I saw on the list of proposed answers to the ESA questions. Ambiguously stated, just like it would have to be, but it was there.:3

Moreover, the discussion event seemed to have reflected the thoughts that popped up on a plane right after returning from the Alpbach summer school. The thoughts that mankind should come up with a list of potential goals for the mankind. It was very good to see ESA working towards the same thing in roughly the same way I had also envisioned it.

Hmm .. just after the event some kind of a girl made a facebook friend request. Unrelated, it seems, as she asked whether I would like make acquaintance. Figured she's probably one of those clicking on random accounts hoping for a date. With slight disgust, I said NO, but then realized I'm clearly biased in that regard. Why not a friend? I wouldn't treat friends like that, would I? For one, the girl did not seem like a typical bot. Based on her profile pic, she looked as if from a rough family. Even worse for me to treat her like scum. Sorry and thank you for the lesson.

Ah, remembered that yesterday I tried trataka on the mirror again for a minute or less. For a second, I saw a white orb floating about 2-3 cm above the head in reflection. While seeing that, I also heard a low-frequency humming. Didn't hear that before nor after the sight.

Plot twist

Experienced a plot twist two days ago, when I had a dream where I was worried about some people. One of them looked at me and said: "You know, sometimes I don't understand at all, why you do the things you do." Realized the irony of the previous post "Old lady with a functional body". Now I was the old lady, acting exactly the same way. No wiser.

Remembered a night when through sleep I semi-subconsciously made a sound exactly like the cat does. Just for the record.

Old lady with a functional body

Some of the last dreams today morning..

I was minding my own business, packing stuff to go back (about time for the morning alarm). Suddenly I sense someone behind me, just over my right shoulder. I look there and I see nothing. Knowing there must be someone there because I feel them, I adjusted my awareness. Sure enough, an old lady became visible. So, I listened to what she had to say. Couldn't really remember all of that, and it didn't actually make too much sense, either. She was worried about all sorts of people. At some point she left .. and then showed up at the doorway just a minute later. She was worried again. Told her: "Instead of constantly worrying about the bodies of others, return to check the status of your own body." In a minute, she was back again, crying from both sadness and relief. I didn't get why she still came back, but she said she hadn't returned for a long time and that the body was still more-or-less habitable (ears and eyes had degraded a lot, though). She seemed happy.

That was quite unlike any other dreams that I've had.

Still tired.

Old barnhouse

An interesting combo of OBE and LD elements.

I appeared at the door of the old barnhouse. Everything was in this dark blue haze, which I've taken as a sign for OBE. I focused more on being there, and the blue haze disappeared. It was no longer night. Opened the door .. or at least tried to. It took me a lot of fiddling with it, to get it open before me and closed behind me. Inside, I moved around and observed the numerous entities that were chilling around. Some of them produced loud non-physical sounds that I could hear inside me.

At some moment, I left the barnhouse (teleported, I guess) and found myself among a few other people. Thinking I was without a proper body, I expected that the people wouldn't see me. Though, they seemed to have .. to some degree at least.

In the last dream I was in the attic somewhere. The attic floor was slowly falling apart. However, there was an issue with some kind of oil spill in the attic. This oil spill had to be resolved before any of it drips down. Couldn't interact with the oil nor with the attic floor .. so couldn't do much about it. Eventually it turned out that as the attic floor degraded, the oil vanished instead of dripping down.