Is it a dream? Is it a vision? Is it an OBE? No matter, I closed my eyes to relax asked for some of that good "Super Love" and sent some of my own back too, and I teleport to an overpass that goes over the 405 freeway in California, complete with cars driving by and some joggers. I tell my self "This is a dream, so I can run as fast as any car."
Sure enough I dash over the overpass keeping up with the cars but not outrunning them since I probably didn't state an intent to outrun them. I pass some pedestrians who seem to somewhat notice me somewhat. I can even hear the traffic driving down the road but I think my ears are just hearing the gardeners outside my window who do not sound quite like cars.
The sky has a haze in the distance; As I move forward, the road transforms into something different from it's real-life counterpart: I enter a neighborhood park that the road goes around in 90 degree angles and I decide to enter one of the neighborhoods. I tell myself "You know you CAN fly."
So I take off from the ground -- with my arms emulating wings -- and start hovering above the houses and see a formal church in the distance. I rapidly fly to the church and find that a haze wall is right behind it in a defiance of physical rules. Walking into it, I decide that it is time for the haze to go and it does revealing a rich neighborhood.
I fly up onto a tall structure that seems to serve no apparent purpse and spot a large swimming pool in the middle of a dead end drive surrounded by well-built houses. The neighbors of this sector are enjoying the pool and one person jumps in. For a moment, I get a little nervous about whether I would feel pain if I fell off of this very tall building. I decide I will be alright and decide to convert my arms into Dragon wings in order to please the rationalizer. I catch a fleeting glimpse of them making a transformation into the body skeletal structure but my flight does not need them at all and I float down anyway.
I land back in the church grounds where a crowd has gathered and is not aware of my consciousness there. I next see what I can only described as "A white duck melded onto a person's body. The person has no human head. I approach the duck and unleash a part of my subconscious: A predator personality that wants to kill the duck and possibly eat it. I have encountered this personality in my waking life but in this case, the predator wanted to go in for the kill really strongly. On the other hand, my conscious self just wants to cuddle the duck and make it feel comfortable like I would my pets I have at home.
With this infighting between myself I come back to my C1 mode to work on this conflict.
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