Intermediate Dreaming Awake: Stretchy Dreams

If you want to do this for hours a night, you MUST follow instructions!

The biggest confusion beginners get into is likely caused by the pictures.

They wander in, recognize that there must be some actual magic going on here, no one wants money, and everyone shares.

But they've been brainwashed by all the other places you can seek magic, to seek attention from other people instead.

It's the self-pity feature of the river of shit. I suppose until you move your assemblage point far enough, that's even difficult to understand or notice.

So they sit up on pillows, mostly eyes closed, pick up a few crummy meditation techniques they liked in the past, and "look for their greatness" in the darkness.

Sitting there like a useless Buddha with their eyes closed. I just hope they don't fake up the lame "blissful Buddha smile".

Don't do that! Counterfeit darkroom.

We're trying above all to learn to remove that internal dialogue COMPLETELY. And secondary is to bring out your double, so you can fully enter the dreams you perceive but while completely awake, eyes open, and sober.

I actually wanted to draw what that looked like today. Not how to share dreams from 6000 miles away.

That's a practical magic hobby, and not very useful to others.

But it seemed informative. I started to draw that for half of my picture this morning and it took up the whole page.

And I ran out of time.

So the "good stuff" I did last night, is not in this picture.

And good luck trying to remember stuff like that, days later.

It's pretty much GONE by the end of the next day.

You remember what happened on Aisle #12 in the grocery store 2 days ago, when you went looking for the sardines in a can?

No! Of course not.

Dreaming awake is FAR WORSE than going to the grocery store, for being able to retain the memory of it.

So you get "Stretchy Dreams" today, and the rest is lost.

The rest was what it's like when Silent Knowledge turns every square foot of your darkroom into a portal into a real dream.

It's like swiss cheese with more than usual "big holes".

And inside each one, a different dream.

If you expanded the edge of that giant piece of swiss cheese so you were looking at a flat white surface filled with holes in which dreams are playing, and perhaps colored the cheese a little more blue grey than white, that's what "SK Dream Space" is like.

Stick your head in a hole, and you're inside the dream for an instant.

When you get a little jolt and wonder, "Why am I looking into a bag of fresh Baby Spinach only to see the store receipt there in the bottom, with all the spinach missing?" you bounce back to your darkroom.

It's a "latent obsession" from your recent daily world, causing the emanations to reskim at that location in the room, to sum up some "feeling" you had, which is intriguing to the double.

A very good example of why sorcerers practice recapitulation.

Or at least, that's the best I can understand. Latent obsessions are all that's left, in Silent Knowledge.

So they manifest to give you "knowledge" on that topic.

You might turn to the left in your darkroom, now filled with "Silent Knowledge" dream portals, look slightly down and find you are reaching your hand out to open a door with a weird industrial door style knob.

And why are you wearing weird cotton clothes from India?

The "realization" causes you to zip back to your darkroom.

You'll have to conquer that, if you want to remain long in any.

You have endless places to get "absorbed" and explore, once you can reach SK without all the "show biz" concerns.

While gazing at that last night I saw a cool being materialize.

It was some kind of Silent Knowledge Entity. He looked like a medallion of a south american "sun god".

I waited for him to speak, but then I forgot what happened after that.

Somehow I vanished from my darkroom.

I came to laying on my side listening to him finish explaining how not to waste sleeping time.

He reminded me, "Once you can get silent, all dreams are real."

As I watched that dream fade away the witch from the tunnel, who had stretched a dream all the way to my room so I could try to walk in, got into a car and drove off with the Silent Knowledge entity.

"Hey!!! What's going on???", I shouted.

I had a sudden memory flash of her trying to shout out to me, from the other side of the stretched dream. She'd changed from pinkish to intense black and white, with vivid contrasting details on her face. In interpreted that to mean she's succeeded at getting her double to come into my darkroom, at least partly. The pinkish version of her was merely a stretched dream. And not "the real thing".

But when did that happen?

Unfortunately it was time to get up for work.