<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 06 Sep 2024 19:17:38 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Personal</category><category>reccuring dreams</category><category>Calamity</category><category>Lucid dreams</category><category>annoying</category><category>familiar</category><category>gruesome</category><category>hygiene</category><category>intense</category><category>lovelife</category><category>people</category><category>places</category><category>sickness</category><category>sleep paralysis</category><category>strange</category><category>throwback</category><title>The Lucid Zone</title><description>Defining the reality beyond dreams</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-6551546677712702691</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2015 04:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-29T20:22:14.518-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lucid dreams</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reccuring dreams</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleep paralysis</category><title>Lucid Dream to Sleep Paralysis</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Kagabi nagkaroon ako nung tinatawag na lucid dream, ito yung panaginip na parang nasa pagitan ka ng pagtulog at paggising na sa sobrang babaw ng tulog mo ay may kakayahan kang kontrolin yung kilos mo sa panaginip, ganito yung eksena: Nasa malaking bodega daw ako na maraming kahon, pumasok daw ako sa isang area na maraming stocks pero nung lalabas na ako ay hindi ko mahanap yung dinaanan ko, dahil yun sa dami ng mga stocks. &lt;br /&gt;
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Kahit anong ikot ko daw ay bumabalik ako sa dati ko nang dinaanan, at dahil nga lucid dream yun, nararamdaman ko yung touch ng realidad kaya kinontrol ko yung paglakad at pagliko ko para makalabas sa bodegang iyon, pero kahit ano gawin ko hindi pa rin ako makalabas. Pakiramdam ko na-stuck na ako. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mula sa malayo may natatanaw akong mga tao pero hindi ko mahanap yung daan para makapunta doon. Maya maya pa pa pinipilit ko na gumising dahil parang hindi na ako makakilos, naididilat ko nang konti yung mata ko pero hindi ako makagalaw, nagpumiglas ako hanggang sa tuluyang magising. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ganun ako palagi kapag may lucid dream, alam kong gising na ako pero hindi ako makagalaw, pero first time nangyari yun nang gabi, madalas ko ma-experience yun kapag umiidlip sa hapon. &lt;br /&gt;
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Actually nakakatakot yun, parang pinapanood mo yung sarili mo na habang binabangungot. May feeling na para kang nakagapos. I don&#39;t know if dream experts would agree kung lucid dream ang tawag ko dun, pero nakokontrol ko yung panaginip ko kaya yun ang tawag ko dun, hindi ko lang ma-explain kung bakit madalas nauuwi sa sleep paralysis.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/lucid-dream-to-sleep-paralysis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-155672694471693187</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2015 11:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-28T03:55:38.038-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Calamity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reccuring dreams</category><title>Flood in Dreams</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Napanaginipan ko kaninang madaling araw na bumaha daw sa office namin, hanggang baywang daw. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ang itim itim ng tubig, pero ang nakakapagtaka, tuloy pa rin ang trabaho, parang hindi napapansin ang baha. &lt;br /&gt;
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Umusog daw ako sa kabilang side kung saan mababaw ang baha, pero nawala rin yung baha at ang linis ng office. Ang kintab ng sahig at parang walang nangyari. &lt;br /&gt;
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Madalas ako managinip tungkol sa baha, isa ito dun sa mga panaginip ko na paulit-ulit, hanggang ngayon hindi ko ma-decode kung ano ang significance nun sa waking life ko. Sabi nila kabaligtaran daw ang panaginip, pero alam ko may gustong iparating sa akin yun kaya paulit-ulit.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/flood-in-dreams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-4378698285847889326</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2015 11:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-27T03:53:49.152-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">familiar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lovelife</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">people</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">places</category><title>Condominium, Auditorium, Magandang Babae</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Nanaginip ako kaninang madaling araw na may tao daw akong ini-stalk, sa pagsunod ko daw sa kanya ay nakarating ako sa isang condominium. Ang ganda ng hallway, ang linis at ang mga ilaw medyo dim, parang Trinoma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Maya-maya, pagliko ko sa isang hallway pakaliwa, may grupo na humila sa akin papunta sa isang auditorium, pagpasok duon maraming teenager na tila mga estudyante, pinaupo nila ako at sa harap nandun yung professor. &lt;br /&gt;
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Agaw-pansin sa akin yung babaeng katabi ko, ang ganda, pakiramdam ko naging classmate ko talaga siya sa totoong buhay pero hindi lang kami naging close. Pero sa panaginip ko, kami yung laging nag-uusap. Nagsalita na yung professor, parang prime minister ng south korea ang aura niya at may mga rules na ipinakita sa amin na nakasulat sa kartolina. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hindi masyadong maalala yung ibang rules pero ang natandaan ko ay yung pinakamatindi. Kapag daw makikita namin siya, sasaludo daw kami at sasabihing &quot;bakuno bakuno&quot; hindi ko alam kung ano ibig sabihin nun pero yung iba sumunod kaagad na parang mga na-brainwash na sundalo. &lt;br /&gt;
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Maya maya nagpa-head count si prof parang platoon ng mga sundalo, hindi ako nakabilang maigi dahil alanganin yung upuan ko, akala ko ako na kaya sabi ko &quot;thirteen&quot; yun pala hindi pa, nun namang ako na ang bibilang hindi ako sumagot dahil akala ko hindi pa ako. Akala ko magagalit yung prof nakakatakot pa naman dahil mukang diktador ng komunistang bansa. &lt;br /&gt;
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Tapos ang huli kong nakita ay nag-uusap pa rin kami nung magandang babaeng katabi ko tapos yung ibang tao dun ay nagtataas ng mga fan signs na may glitters, tapos nagising na ako.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/condominium-auditorium-magandang-babae.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-1094895923858912884</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2015 11:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-14T03:20:39.795-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strange</category><title>I Am Weak</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Last night I had a dream that I was dressed as Darth Vader but I was under the sea. Then came a huge underwater ship glowing in neon green. &lt;br /&gt;
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From the ship came down a strange lady with long hair dressed in white dress. I got scared so I hide behind a huge rock, but the strang lady found me and I felt like I was hypnotized and reached out my hand to her. &lt;br /&gt;
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My hand glowed with neon green lights too and she also reached out her hand and touched mine, the glowing lights went out and she&amp;nbsp; took back her hand and told me that I was weak. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then she went back to her ship and went away. I&#39;m sure that a lot of things still happend after that but I cannot remember the rest of that dream anymore. &lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/i-am-weak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-2414013855431412464</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2015 10:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-13T02:31:37.054-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">annoying</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>The Show Off Officemate</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I had I dream last night that I was riding a pasenger jeep with my officemate whom I&#39;m so annoyed with.&lt;br /&gt;
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And in my dream it seems that were some kind of room mates. I don&#39;t like these dream at all because I&#39;m so annoyed with this guy whenever I&#39;m in office because he&#39;s such a suck up to the boss and always shows up.&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s good that my dream didn&#39;t last too long and I woke up immediately.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/the-show-off-officemate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-2049956751143087591</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2015 11:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-12T03:23:25.872-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gruesome</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hygiene</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>I Think I&#39;m Gonna Poo</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
My dream last night was a bit gruesome, I apologize to those who are having their meal. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Last night I dreamed that I wanna poo and there was no comfort room because I was outside, so I walked around to a comfortable place where I can let out all frustrations from inside my tummy, but I couldn&#39;t because there were a lot of people. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Suddenly I had this eerie feeling that I live in slum area where there are no bathrooms and people had to poo anywhere else they wanted, that is absolutely unhygienic, and gruesome. The hair all over my body is rising as I do this post.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/i-think-im-gonna-poo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-8580900199165942242</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2015 11:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-11T03:32:49.602-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Calamity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sickness</category><title>Cancer and Flood</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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I had this dream that one of my lady officemate was crying, and all the other girls was trying to console her, I notice she was carrying her bag and seems she&#39;s leaving, when I asked why one of the girls replied &quot;her mother has cancer&quot;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Then after that the entire scene changed, I was walking on my way home and it was raining hard, then the entire street was flooded, the others were swimming but I wont cause the water&#39;s too murky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I went back to avoid the flood but the other way was flooded too so I just went on since the water is just knee deep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Suddenly the rain stopped and the sun shine, and as I go on the flood is subsiding. I saw a truck and then I woke up.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/cancer-and-flood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-1769393774718517246</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2015 11:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-11T03:28:35.242-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">intense</category><title>Locked up inside a store</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
A dream I had last Wednesday, I was in a novelty shop which sells some nice stuffs made of wood, recycled papers and knitted clothings and bags, the lights inside the store was so dim it&#39;s like you&#39;re inside a disco.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went around the store and I picked some underwares, face mask, and a jacket, then suddenly the entire place went quiet and the airconditions stopped running, I thought that the store is gonna close so I hurriedly went to the cashier to pay for my stuffs in fear that I&#39;m gonna get locked up inside when the store closes, but thankfully it&#39;s not yet closing it&#39;s just that all the customers inside has left but I didn&#39;t know why the airconditions stopped running.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://thelucidzone.blogspot.com/2015/11/locked-up-inside-store.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059896062447242331.post-1225528430658371825</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2015 00:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-09T16:27:48.976-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reccuring dreams</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">throwback</category><title>The High School Throwback</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Hi, welcome to The Lucid Zone. This is my very first entry for these blog. I had a dream that I was still in high school and we&#39;re having our graduation ceremonies, and during the graduation march I was in as boy scout uniform along with my other fellow scout officers.&lt;br /&gt;
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As we march to the stage my our senior crew leader was behind me and he was pulling my shoulders, it seemed that he has trying to stop me from marching to the stage.&lt;br /&gt;
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But then we finally reached the stage and lined up with the teachers in front of the other graduating students, the strange thing is that when I look at the faces of people, except from some teachers and my fellow scouts, none of them was part of my high school batch. Some faces I&#39;ve seen were people I encounter in the present like bank tellers I see in the bank that I go to.&lt;br /&gt;
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And the funny thing is the graduation we sung was a ballad love song called &quot;say that you love me&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is actually not the first time I dreamed about situations from my high school years, this is one of the strange recurring dreams I have. Maybe because of the throwback fever we have today.&lt;/div&gt;
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