White Toga

 Just like a couple of weeks ago, I had trouble falling asleep at night because I slept a lot during the day. I tossed and turned for a very long while but eventually I fell asleep and went into a dream.

In the dream I found myself in a very large open room. There were a couple of beds there. I was on one of them. I was reading a comic book. I attempted to set the comic book down on the bed but it fell off the bed.

I got off the bed to retrieve it but to my surprise I didn't see it. I looked around for it but I simply couldn't find it.

One of my brothers and another unknown guy was there. My brother laughed at me because I couldn't find the comic book. "You can't find it?" he asked.

I didn't answer but kept looking for it. Both of them were laughing at my incredulity because I couldn't find the comic book. 

I looked and looked but couldn't see it.

"It can't possibly blend so well with the floor that I can't see it!" I exclaimed. But I simply couldn't see the comic book anywhere nearby.

Then I saw a bed several yards away. "Maybe I dropped it from that bed," I thought to myself. I decided to go and check around that bed. So I began to walk in that direction. I saw a few steps that led to a higher level of the floor so I began to walk up the steps.

It was at this moment that I became conscious that I was in the astral. I was having a lucid dream. I was out of my body, or however you want to describe it.

I walked up those few steps and turned left. I walked out of a door and found myself on what was a beautiful tree filled mountain. The building I had walked out of was on a high mountain top and I could see the rest of the mountain range all around me. It was beautiful. It was lush green and full of trees.

I walked away from the building towards the natural mountain surroundings. As I walked I looked down at myself and saw that I was dressed in a white toga and was wearing sandals. Similar to ancient Greeks and Romans.

I walked out onto the natural surroundings and I realized that the entire mountain range was a gigantic rock. As the mountain range aged huge chunks of it would break off and form giant boulders. As these boulders aged they became smaller rocks, then pebbles, then simply dirt on which the trees grew.

 

 

I walked out onto these boulders and balanced myself as I stepped from one boulder to another.

I found a boulder from which I had a very good vantage view of the mountain range and a road just below it. I decided to straddle it. I'm not sure why but I did and when I did I felt the solid rock pressing against my genitals. This turned me on and I pressed my genitals more against the boulder. As I did this I began to slowly wake up in the physical. When I did I found myself back on my bed, laying on my side and I had and erection.

Just A Dream

 I found myself in beautiful  locale. There were many eateries there. I found myself in one of them.

For some unknown reason I craved a burger.

From where I was I decided to leave and go to a burger joint.

I found myself in a restaurant that served burgers among other items.

But for some reason I wanted to leave. I thought of my nephews and nieces.

Another Astral Travel II

 Last weekend I had trouble going to sleep. Probably because I slept a lot during the day. In fact I stayed in bed all day Saturday. So it's no wonder that when evening came I couldn't fall asleep.

I lay there in bed and repeated the mantra fa-ra-on over and over.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_E42KWhx8g

As I lay there in bed, on my side, with my inner ear I heard a woman's voice say "It's you" and I felt my right hand gently touched. I remained still. I wanted to fall asleep.

Eventually I did go to sleep and I entered a dream.

I was in the living room of my current residence. One of my brothers was there. He built a tent and went into it.

When we were young we would drape a blanket over some chairs or other furniture and make a tent. We would have fun like that. It was our way of camping at home.

In the dream he built his tent right in front of the TV and blocked my view. I asked him if he could do something with his tent so I could watch the TV.

"If you want to kill me go ahead and kill me!" he said.

That baffled me. I didn't want to kill him. All I wanted was for him to do something with his tent so I could watch TV.

I left him alone.

It was at this moment that my consciousness awakened and I became aware that I was in a dream. As I looked around I recognized that I indeed was in the living room of my current residence. But it was almost empty of furniture. It had almost no furniture except for the sofa and the stand or table on which the TV was on and the tent that my brother had made and was still hiding in.

I decided to do what I always do when I'm in the astral. I decided to explore. I walked over to the front door and opened it. It was dark outside. It was night time. I saw what looked like smoke outside. I called to my brother.

"Hey there's smoke out here, come look."

I do not believe he came to see. He was still sulking in his tent.

I decided to walk out. I stepped out the door and walked down the stairs onto the sidewalk in front of the house. There I turned right and walked the short distance to Foothill Blvd. It was dark. It was night time. I realized that what I thought was smoke was not smoke. It was more like fog.The fog was everywhere. I looked up and down the street. It was empty.

This was strange to me. I have been in the astral many times. I know that the astral world is not empty. It's full of people. I always see people. Lots of people. As I pondered that thought I suddenly began to see people. Lots of people. As always, there were some who were alone and many others who were in pairs or groups of three to five.

 

For the first time in my astral travels I decided to mingle with them. Later I found out it was a bad choice.

I walked around through the crowd. I attempted to make conversation with some of them. I should not have did this. I discovered that many of these denizens of the astral world are menacing. One guy in particular was abhorring. His nose was bent out of shape. Imagine someone's nose bent to one side. This guy's nose was bent to one side. He came close to me. I smelled an unpleasant odor so I stepped away. I didn't want him near me. He sensed my repulsion and became offended. He made some unpleasant remarks to me because of my repulsion to him so I walked away,

As I was walking, another guy called me by my real name.

"How do you know my name?" I asked him.

"We all know about you," he answered. He also told me about some career choices I had made. He was correct. But I felt uncomfortable that he knew me by my real name so I walked away.

I started to head back towards my house. On my way back I saw some people sitting on the curb. I came near them. One guy was not pleased by my presence. 

"You think you're really something, don't you!" he declared to me. He also said something else that was offensive to me. I didn't want to deal with this. I walked away offended.

I decided to go to our back yard. From my many astral travels I know that the astral world is very different from the physical world. Although there are many similarities the astral world can be very different. I wanted to see what our back yard looked like at this very moment while I was in the astral.

On my way to the yard I walked by more people who were just sitting there on the walk way.

Again, one of them called me by my real name. I stopped, turned and asked what he wanted.

He asked "Is this our future we're in?"

I answered "No, we're re-living our past."

At this very moment my astral travel immediately ended.

I was back in my bed. Laying on my side in the same position as when I heard the woman's voice and my hand was touched,