The Akashic Records Glimpse
Last night, I have a lucid and I ask the dream world to send me to the "Akashic Records". The dream send me to a place and to a page of book. I do not know if the dream literally send me to the akashic record or just another trick made by dream.
It was started when I found myself outside, on a road and it was dark. The only light is coming from that open building. The building is the only source of light, and so I use my guts feeling and walks toward the building, get inside and found out that the building was a museum. I question it, I question myself, I question the dream and I am talking to myself asking if this the akashic records?. Well, I'm not pretty sure maybe just a random place... I don't have a huge ideas what is akashic records really looks like, and not sure if it's really existed, though I research it and some tells that the akashic records is a book.
Inside the museum, I can see a lobby not far away from me, and it looks like a casino, it's like a Chinese casino. There are so many people inside, and out of nowhere, I really don't know but out of curiosity, I just walk toward to that red door. Inside the red door, I saw a plenty historical things inside the box of glass. I somehow feel and know that all the people inside are in the field trip and I am one of them. The place seems familiar to me, like maybe I already seen this, and I suspect that I already dream about this place, I have that dejavu inside the dream. I am thwarted to what I am seeing, because I really "expect" that the akashic records is a book!. I run to the lobby and leave the building, go outside.
People are busy outside, my mind was busy too asking the dream to please send me to akashic records. I lay down on the ground and try to sleep inside the dream. After a while, I absorbed by darkness, and it took my vision. I can feel, I can feel the warm environment, but I am also blind in the darkness.
I try to wake up, and so I opened my eyes, stand up and finally I am awake. But wait, the environment seems inappropriate, it is so hazy, my sense of touch is different from the waking life, I can feel the soft moisture coming from my environment. I can feel my body as solid as my physical body, and so I have that confusion that maybe I am really awake. Yet, I choose to do the reality check, for me to make sure if I am still in the dream. I use to see my hands and yeah it looks normal. I ask myself to make my fingers add more fingers, and 100% I am really sure I am still dreaming... Why? cause I saw my right hand, and my fingers become eight.
I went outside to ask again the dream to send me to the akashic records for the second time. And after I tell the dream of what I wanted, the darkness took my vision once again. I can feel the warm surrounding, I also feel mixed emotions in which I can't explain using a single word. As time goes by, there is that dot of a light coming from far away in my direction. It was expanding and expanding and turning into a page of a book. You can imagine it like you're on a dark room, and the source of light is coming only from a book, in which coming towards you.
The page was written on not my own language, it is not Filipino and not English. But, I can read who is the author, cause it was readable. I can see a name and it was written in the name of Aristotle. I never read any book of Aristotle before. I try to memorize analyze the book, find any information that maybe helpful, but I can't, because it was written in unknown alphabet, though I can see a text which can be read, the BCE text and a number. I am trying
to memorize the number, speaking it through my mind repeatedly, and so all my focus takes by that wrong decision, and so I woke up cause of high excitement and a burst of emotion.
After, I woke up I try to search what I have found in my dream. Search the name of Aristotle...
to memorize the number, speaking it through my mind repeatedly, and so all my focus takes by that wrong decision, and so I woke up cause of high excitement and a burst of emotion.
After, I woke up I try to search what I have found in my dream. Search the name of Aristotle...
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