Recall hasn't been that great the last week. Hasn't been that bad despite not being that focused on my dream, up until the last week that is. Doesn't help that I've not been sleeping enough and been sick too the last week.
I know I need to start record more at least taking better notes.
My last vivid recall is of a fragment from a couple days ago. I'm in a vehicle as a passenger in the front seat. We are driving down a highway when there is a car coming at us that is going the wrong way into oncoming traffic. The driver of the vehicle I'm in swerves to avoid the oncoming car and we go up onto two wheels nearly rolling the van. It was kind of a scary moment as I realize we are not wearing seat belts and I wonder what would have happened had we actually rolled with no seatbelts.
I actually just woke up from a dream that kind of slipped away. I was in some kind of room and a woman in a flowing outfit like a dress or in my mind seems more like a long loose nightgown is silhouetted in the doorway light behind her from the are outside the room. She is talking to me saying something but I don't remember what she was saying or what it was about.
A couple of days previous to that I recalled a little bit of a parkour dream. That was pretty cool as I've not had a good parkour dream in a while. There was some type of parkour competition going on and I was trying do more creative moves other than just jumping off obstacles and flipping through the air in order to score better better points in the competition or whatever. I felt like I was being kind of repetitive leaping and doing flips off of whatever was in front of me so I was trying think of a way to add more to my moves.
Waking reality notes:
I've been playing my guitar a lot, and playing too much of Dying Light 2. Trying too max out my characters legend level points in the game and unlock a bad ass night runner outfit which I should have completed today as I have less that five levels left to gain to get the prize.
I'm planning to start broadcasting playing my guitar on the internet. I would have loved web cams and internet back in my hard core headbanger days, and I guess it's never too late for that. And who knows maybe can even make some money doing it. I've been playing a lot and sometimes when I'm getting into it I feel like I'm playing better than I ever have.
Maybe it's because I'm more in tune now with the spiritual aspect of where it's coming from than I was back then. I remember back in the day I sometimes felt like I was getting help from someplace beyond as I would gone into a sort of trance state and it just flowed out of me and I had no idea what the heck I was playing from moment to moment. Now when I get into that zone I acknowledge it and just fall into it completely.
i had felt like my dreams were trying to tell me to get back into playing my music as inexplicably playing music kept repeatedly showing up in my dreams. I'm glad I listened as it's the only thing that cuts through the horrible depression and takes me to some completely other reality sound and emotion. One day recently I was playing to a pretty fast tempo to a drum beat on my keyboards. I think I played at fast tempo for over five hours straight until I noticed blood on my finger tips, look at my guitar and I had been smearing blood all over the fret board lol. Playing for so long and hard I had sliced open my finger tips. Fuck, I had noticed a little soreness and just completely ignored it and kept playing had no idea I was bleeding all over my guitar, ha. The next day I put band aid over my sliced open finger tips and managed to still be able to play somewhat with the band aids on.
