Looking for Zam
Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 8:46 amFinally. It would appear intent affecting lucid dreaming is very slow to operate. For some time now I have wanted to find Zamurito in dreaming. He told me about a place where he converses with don Juan. I didn't remember that place, nor did I consider, as Kim suggested, trying to find him at his house, but this time, I DID remember to try to find him.
I don't recall the beginning of lucidity, but once again, as usual, flying was the key to realizing I was dreaming...and as I floated just beneath some trees I remembered the task. However, I wanted to get above the trees so I could see where I was and that took some effort, as well as conscious effort to maintain the dream. I managed, finally, came out from under the branches into a gloriously open vista of lush hillsides and expensive homes. I yelled for Kris, recalling Carlos yelling for Genaro. I flew through one fancy backyard, and yelled, and the owner came out on his balcony, not happy I was there...I said, "You're not Kris..." He said nothing and I flew on, over a park where some folk were picnicking, still no Kris. The people could see me in this dream, but were not concerned that I was flying above them.
At the end of it, some guy in a suit accosted me, told me they didn't want any gay people around. I told him I wasn't gay, but he didn't believe me, so I grabbed him by his lapels, put my face right in his like I was going to kiss him, and he said, "Yeah...you're right...you're not gay" - not sure what all that was about, and end of dream.
I don't recall the beginning of lucidity, but once again, as usual, flying was the key to realizing I was dreaming...and as I floated just beneath some trees I remembered the task. However, I wanted to get above the trees so I could see where I was and that took some effort, as well as conscious effort to maintain the dream. I managed, finally, came out from under the branches into a gloriously open vista of lush hillsides and expensive homes. I yelled for Kris, recalling Carlos yelling for Genaro. I flew through one fancy backyard, and yelled, and the owner came out on his balcony, not happy I was there...I said, "You're not Kris..." He said nothing and I flew on, over a park where some folk were picnicking, still no Kris. The people could see me in this dream, but were not concerned that I was flying above them.
At the end of it, some guy in a suit accosted me, told me they didn't want any gay people around. I told him I wasn't gay, but he didn't believe me, so I grabbed him by his lapels, put my face right in his like I was going to kiss him, and he said, "Yeah...you're right...you're not gay" - not sure what all that was about, and end of dream.