Astral Beginnings

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i have always lucid dreamt, my earliest memories are dreams and astral memories, dreaming is the reason for my existance,
i think it is the key, on universal and individual levels, to spiritual evolution.

i hope to share my experiences with this journal

To start I will tell of a dream that happened a few weeks ago.

I am with a being, he is shapeless and holds no matter, but can communicate. He is an outline that is my friend
we come to a dog, a vicious dog that is leaping and snarling, bearing it's teeth, barking and tugging at the chain with such virocity that it looks as if will snap any moment, me and the form try differant ways of approching the animal, on the left is a flat wall that looks like the side of a school building and the other is an oldy farm styley brick wall with evergreen trees behind them stretching about 20 ft in the air
anyway the form floats above the dog and leads it to the the left hand wall and tells me to run for it
I quickly start and burst past the dog stopping at the farm wall wich is now in front of me, I turn to the left of me and see a gauntlet of them , 6 snarling vicious black dogs tied to sticks in the ground, I feel adrenaline up my spine, eventually after geting through the first five, the form runs up a ramp and dissapears into a wormhole in the sky, all thats left is a dog in front of the wall, i figure if I get a few steps on the wall to the right i might be able to jump over him and the wall behind him, i end up running up the wall and in to the tops of the evergreens where I hold on look down see the dog and jump
I land in a place covered in moss, a factory that looks as if it has been abandoned in the jungle, a stuffy grey air is in the sky, I walk to the back, of the factory to a loading ramp the crumbling white plaster of the walls mixes with the foliage around, I slowly walk down the long loading ramp to a door at the bottom on the left under some stairs
as I step through the door frame, a huge white furry dog runs up to me and starts sniffing around me, I look up and see his owner, a man in his pijamas, tracksuit bottoms and a Mr bungle T-shirt, he smiles at me and I smile backwe are inside a brightly lit basket ball court that has rooms facing inward all around the room
i say to the bloke
'I know this place, in my primary school we had a military training base in the basement (which It didn't)'
He replied
' yes it's just like that but the other way around'

i start to walk toward one of the rooms where I see a deep ocean blue carpet, the room looks like a young boys room, a lady walked beside me also looking inside the room , though she could see something differant from me for she started screaming and saying 'i carnt look at it take it away holdin her eyes very shut almost cowering from what she saw, the dogwalker bloke comes over and comferts her and gives he a hug, he looks in the room and says nothing
I turn from this sence to see what she saw
it was a huge monty python foot made of plastic about the size of a chest of drawers
I hear a noise and out troops in two rows a long long line of little girls in french school girl uniforms all skipping in syncrhonicity
the last girl to come has no partner and looks a lot scruffier, she is wearing rags, she looks worried and leads me by my hand down a flight of stairs to a large ally way to the left of the staris is a wall as tall as me and a pane of glass that rests about 25 dgrees toward the building, I stop the girl and say
'hang on'
Now
I stopped because I knew the scene, I had been there before in another dream and knew I needed a baseball bat for the dream I was having now
anyway
I jup up on the ledge and find a base ball bat, I say to the girl
'cover your eyes'
and start smashing in the window that now has iron bars the whole way up it, I pick through the last of the glass and squeeze through a space that is smaller than my head, i see that the girl is already there, I find in my hand a worn out wooden sign, that says in big capital letters
'BEWARE, GAINT BEES'
now these bees were the size of cars,
I get warped into a five minute manga animation of the girl who has now a white robe and butterfly angel wings describing the power of the workers and how when three all land on you they dissapate into the ether of your being and you become......
I wake up from it and am back in the place before the montage, it looks exactly like the basketball court but abandoned and empty, dark, and with no rooms facing it, I walk toward a dusty antique dressing cabinaet that is againts the south sied of the wall, on the table are guns, lots of guns, and some other brick abrac like money and matches
I turn after picking up some weponry and see a crew of people two are male and like the outline at the start of the dream one is a woman who is decked out in tight leather with ammunition belts goping around her shoulder and gun holters at her hips, the girl is there and is back in her rags
I feel an affinity with these beings and feel like adventure has been experienced between us
I see out the corner of my eye a figure move in the shadows at the other end of the factory floor, it is moving, but very slowly, it walks through a beam of light coming from a hole in the roof, I see it's face, it is dead, or rather undead, bright red with machinery as part of it's organism, I zoom quick as light into the center of his forehead where he tells me that the only way to kill him is if I blow him up with dynamite and the woman shoots him, I am shot back into the warehouse by the cabinet with my crew, the lady says to me
'I'll do the dynamiting and you shooty him'
I agree
I run to the left hand side of the wall
aim
and fire at the creature, it stops and turns towards me and walks very slowly closer
i shoot again this time in the head, it falls to the floor and starts moving like a worm toward me I have run out of bullets and search for more weponry
I turn and find a gun that looks like a childs ray gun I pick it up and and it starts to extend and move in my hand like electronic cogs I run towards my crew who now have him ties up in electrical wiring with a bag on his head
two tufts of purple white hair are poking out the sides that look like horns
I square the gun right point black between his eyes and fired
He burts free of our grip and that of the wires and head bag
I shot him in the arm
he laughs a deep meancing laugh
I say to him
'mate, your really hard to kill'
the devil/zombie shakes it's head which is coivered with blood and says
''s ma job innit'
'fair play, you really got that down '
'thanks, I try'
'yeah it shows'
'alright mate see you later yeah I'll come get you in two weeks, seeya'
'toodles'
at this point he is crawling away with one arm into the shadows blooded and beaten
someone from the crew shouts 'quick we got to go the poilice are coming!'
an intense worry and panic about time shakes my whole being, i rush over to the cabinet and pick stuff up, it takes me far far far too long, ages are spent picking things up a timer above my dream has begun counting down, I try and brush some money and matches off the table into my hand, I do this action several times, I then realize that I am in my room with my hand next to the tableusing an astral hand to brush i see it recognize it, then it fades leving me completly awake in my room.

this was one of four epic dreams I had on a 16 hour sleeping bender

so yeah that is my first installment
all comments welcome and wanted :)