<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12562025</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:44:25.465-05:00</updated><category term='kundalini'/><category term='Salvia'/><category term='lucid dream'/><category term='ether'/><category term='Salvia experience'/><category term='Salvia Divinorum'/><category term='OBE'/><category term='astral projection'/><title type='text'>Nerijus' Zelionka Astral Projection Experiments</title><subtitle type='html'>When you turn off TV, your mind becomes a matchless entertainment system.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12562025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-adventure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nerijus Zelionka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07547105722146894833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBUwWzkDB5A/SZoqVuN7AAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/89RxvVzRYDY/s1600-R/n1444042836_76391_6724.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12562025.post-849812348065476686</id><published>2010-07-07T16:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:10:28.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Above Italy</title><content type='html'>It was extremely hot today, the afternoon sun was shining through my window. I must say I just had the most joyous Salvia trip I ever experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I saw a continuous process of multiplication of fractals, and I had a feeling that I must give something. Then I suddenly became the sky above Italy. The view was as if I was above Mediterranean see looking from West to East toward Italy. The whole perspective was inverted upside down. The size was adjusted automatically as if my body would fit the sky, I did not feel to be too big. I could see towers of the Italian cities far away. The feeling was good, I did not want this to end and concentrated in order to prolong it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up sweat was running all over me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;form Method="POST" action="http://www.feedblitz.com/f/f.fbz?AddNewUserDirect"&gt;
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As usual I was in my favorite trance state observing images generated by my mind. I was trying to catch that moment when my body falls asleep, at the same time keeping my consciousness awake so I would be able to witness that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I went unconscious for a second or too, but after that I realized I could see even my my closed eyes were closed. This was a natural occurrence to me – so called astral sight. Usually after this phenomenon happens I wake up, but this time I did not get too excited so I gave a try for an OBE. I still could see some unknown yellow wall pattern with my astral eyes. For some reason I thought I am at my late grandmas house, even I knew I was lying in my own bedroom. I applied the “Falling” technique, and the pre-OBE vibrations commenced. I just kept calm and concentrated on my forehead to trigger the exit. It took a bout 20 seconds till the Astral view emerged. I could hear the voices of children, probably it was from outside of my actual bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I successfully projected into my grandmas living room the view was still unclear, but it got better after a few moments. I dissociated completely from my physical body and now I could not just see but touch as well. It was nice day outside, the wind was blowing leaves on the ground. It was amazingly quiet, however. I flew through the window glass to take a look outside. I was so light I was afraid to be carried by that wind. Nevertheless I made up my mind to resist it and made to the neighbor house. It was empty. I turned around before entering it and glanced to the sky. It had an awesome blue color and a few clouds. No Sun, as usual, just the omnipresent light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched my hands, looked at them. They were thicker. My tactile sensations were not as powerful as in the physical world. I flew to the neighbor house. This time I could freely move through the multitude of walls and other objects without failing my projection, maybe because I was pre-imagining what I was expecting beyond those walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I floated outside and decided to make a flying speed test. I observed a line of trees standing further – they were perfect to measure my speed, and flew there. I have noticed it was hard to maintain high speed and astral projection at the same time. It required more concentration and energy, the physical reality started to emerge – I understood by physical body was lying on the belly in a very uncomfortable position, this made reentering to the Astral Plane even more difficult. I had sent more energy to my chakras and enjoyed the flight for some more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I could see a pond with enormous waves, ducks and black cats. I knew they were the symbols of something. Cats – probably my past habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I returned to the grandmas yard. I had an idea to experiment with materializations. I found a ladder and started to climb it without the ladder touching any support point. I held it with my mind. After it ended I successfully climbed on a thin air. I had decided to make a room hanging in the air. It materialized after a few attempts, but not exactly what I was expecting. If I could make a room, why not to make a human. This was not so easy. Actually, the funny thing happened: one of my former classmates brought a person to me that, I understood, was the result of my experiment. That person changed its appearance very frequently, approximately 10 times per second. It was very unstable. It took a form of a girl, or a boy, every time different face. It was morphing from one appearance to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was enough for today, I thought, and gradually returned to the physical reality. 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My right arm was under my head, palm up. I could hear a party was going on and a sound of loud house music was flowing from the neighbor room. My eyes were open and I saw how a woman approached my bed. I remember I saw her on one of the Realty TV shows. I did not like her very much but she had very beautiful blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She uncovered my bedclothes and sneaked under it. My hand was still lying palm up and she laid in such a way that her breast was right on my palm. That was a pleasant sensation and I kept exploring her breast she was positive too. I was still sleepy so we were lying for some time besides each other touching lightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I guess that was my mother, came and uncovered our bed sheets saying that we have to make some place for yet another person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, I had another dream where I was in the old town of Vilnius. It was dark at night, some street lights were on. 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I met my childhood’s friend Erikas. We used to practice Greek-Roman Wrestling as well as the other martial arts together. In addition, we were classmates and good friends. He used to fight me most of the time, because he was much heavier than I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered one of the rooms; it was lit superficially. I suggested us to fight because it was a long time since we tried our skills together. I was setting up the mats for our fighting while I was talking. He was unsure about Karate, but I was able to convince him to wrestle with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shook our hands, but he did not release mine, and attempted to perform some kind of a throw on me. I was faster and inflicted pain on his hand. I threw him on the ground immediately. He became nervous and stood up promptly. We fought again. This time he tried to throw me by my arm, but I was faster and locked his hands behind him using my legs and arms. 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It was a sunny day. A known person came and sat beside me. I used to see him at my University. He said he wants to give me a present, and it was a calculator. I replied, it is very kind of him, but he already gave me a calculator last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the calculator out of his handbag anyway. There was some kind of handle connected to it. I suspected it was an electromagnetic field measurement device. I could see the numbers on the calculator screen changing rapidly. I wondered why and looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far back at the horizon I noticed black clouds gathering and a storm coming up. I invited everyone around me to observe this phenomenon. Soon afterwards, we observed how huge blasts of thunderbolts were coming down on the city and burned it down. I understood it was a weather control example and we started to think about our evacuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to move to the underground emergency facilities together with the others but I heard someone calling my name from outside. I ran towards the voice. It kept calling. As I ran closer, I was able to recognize the voice of Kazimieras. I still could not see him because there was some kind of construction obstacles on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness was falling from the sky; the signs of storm coming up started to show off. There was a sensation of terror and evil all over the place. Finally, I found my friend. His face was changed; it looked younger, slimmer as if he was starving for a week or so. We fell into each other arms happy with tears. Then he showed me his hands – they we deformed because of the thunderbolt strike. He told me how that happened. 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I could not get asleep again so I turned on my back and started to practice the Full Body Circuit energy exercise. After some time I became bored and turned around so my body was lying on the belly. I felt I was relaxed and began falling asleep. At the same time, I felt pre-OBE vibrations starting to take over my body. This was surprising to me because it never happened while lying on belly. I relaxed and let it go. After a few moments, I felt I was separating from my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dark in my eyes and a sound of baby crying fade in. I felt uneasy, but I maintained calmness and ignored any disturbances. I felt my physical body at the same time was breathing through the mouth, but I did not attempt to change anything because I knew any physical tension or movement would cause my projection to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I saw a fireball. It was like a shiny ball of lava suspended in the air and changing its form constantly. Initially it was colored but later I could see it only in black &amp; white. When the ball faded out of my view, I could see a room. I found myself hanging at the ceiling of an unknown room. The cry of a baby was still in my ears but I could not see any source of this sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the view is going blur so I had sent some energy into my navel center and my view was OK again. I started to navigate through the apartment. It looked old. The floor was worn out. I had an idea of visiting my homeland but the transportation failed. Then I thought it would be great to find a mirror and take look at myself. I found it but I was unable to look at it. Even if I forced my eyes, they would not look that direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had noticed a balcony outside the room and flew straight through the window towards it. When I leaned down I had noticed I was on floor 9 or something. I knew nothing could harm me, but still was anxious to jump down on a street below me. 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I was lying on my bed and suddenly pre-OBE vibrations caught my body. I could see with my eyes into the Real Time zone, a plane between the physical and the astral worlds. I could see my room where my body was actually lying, but it was enormously changed. I relaxed and applied the Third Eye Gazing technique to trigger my OBE. This time my exit was unusually easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I realized I was lying in the same place where my actual physical body is lying, but I was unable to move it. I realized I still was in the Real Time Zone, and my physical body was attracting my astral double as a magnet. I have collected all my will power to make an attempt to jump away from my body. It was not easy. Few attempts went unsuccessfully; I was still in the same place. Then I somehow managed to grab some kind of a handle on the sidewall and extract myself away from my physical body. I was moving extremely slow.  Meanwhile I could observe the room: it was a room very similar to my bedroom. I could also notice that there was a reverse mirror reflection of my room, but I could also walk into that reflection as well. My sight was somewhat paralyzed, because both of my eyes were looking into the opposite directions. I have closed one of my eyes, and then I could see something. I have tried to do the same with my other eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a few moments analyzing the environment. I needed to force my body movements as if my body was rigid and inflexible. One idea was spinning in my head that I should return to my physical body because it is not recommended to be outside of my body for extended periods of time for the first time (even though this was not my first OBE). I crawled back to my body. It was standing on the edge of my bed. I have plunged into it as if it was some kind of diver’s uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt I was in my body again. 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I used to practice for four to six hours daily waking up at 3:00 in the morning then plunging myself into advanced Pranayama techniques even though I was not prepared for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one of those early practices, I was lying in my bed in a trance-like state, half-asleep, probably resting in Shavasana. It was still dark outside. Suddenly I became conscious because of the strong vibrations taking all over my body. I was completely unaware what is happening to me. I felt my heart was beating about 300 beats per minute (actually it was my heart chakra as I have realized it later) and I thought it was going to explode. Nevertheless, I knew there is something related to OBE happening so I did let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few moments, black pitched darkness surrounded me and scary astral noises commenced. I felt very uneasy, but kept calmness inside and wated patiently. I could see various ornaments approaching me in the darkness, spinning clockwise and I had submerged into them. There was this terrible sound of a massive locomotive speeding through me with his alarms and whistles blowing at full extent. I could also hear various voices and steps walking right beside me. That was very creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the moment all the noises had stopped. A view of some kind of room faded in. I felt I was flying... through my room. Astral wind was carrying me. I could recognize my room, but it was changed: there was no kitchen table, no carpet, there were some old maple leaves lying on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew right through my kitchen window even if it was closed. I realized I could possibly be in the Astral Plane. This made me very excited. I took control of my flight and headed towards the main entrance. I kept touching things on my way. Everything looked as realistic as on the Physical Plane. The only difference was that if I wanted my hand go through those things it would go, I could also go or fly through walls and change forms of the objects at will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my hosts sitting outside at the table and drinking some kind of tea. They appeared much younger to me than they are in reality. Now when I was aware of my immortality I wanted to make a rush to my room through all the walls that were on my way. I flew at an enormous speed and a sound of the shattering glass was heard behind me. I looked at my body – I was still uninjured, though I was strangely dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I made my way to my room, I was surprised to see a young Papua native dancing in there. He resembled me in a way, but was smaller and one eye blind. I observed his dance for some while and suddenly I entered his body. Now I could see myself dancing in his body in front of a mirror. I could also notice that my right eye was useless. 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I was meditating in my room in Germany, a very quiet place in woods. Even then, I was using my earplugs to ensure the silence is not disturbed while practicing my routine. Earplugs are very helpful for the beginners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the semi lotus posture that evening and suddenly I began to hear the sound of a church bell. It was continuous and too much echoes was around it in order to be realistic. I knew there is the church near by and it rings every evening at the certain times for several minutes, but this sound was continuing for about twenty consecutive minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to disregard that disturbance, but still it was interesting to me what was going on outside. I took off my earplugs and was surprised – there was no sound at all, it was complete silence around me. So I inserted my earplugs again and continued my meditation. About few minutes later, the mystical sound touched my ears again. This time I continued to listen to this beautiful sound and as I concentrated on it was growing louder and louder. Soon I have noticed it is not a church bell at all, that was a sound coming from inside of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continued every time I sat down for my meditation. I kept wondering where it is coming from. I had a different kind of sound coming from my right ear, but I knew it was a buzzing caused by the loud music that I was listening in the discothèque few weeks ago. This was a completely different case and I could not explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months later I was reading Paramahamsa Yoganangaji’s writings. He was explaining the sound of chakra’s or astral nadis in that article. I have realized that the sound of church bell was nothing else but the sound of my third, solar plexus chakra. After that, I have discovered my root chakra sound, which sounded like a cricket. Then I heard my heart chakra playing the sound of flute. 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I found it quite difficult to maintain concentration and my mind kept wondering. Nevertheless, by rigorous practice of breathing techniques I was able to quiet my mind for short periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago or so I was having a terrible headache, which is still lasting at some degree since then. I was doing a research online looking for the cause and a possible solution to it. I have discovered &lt;a href="http://www.consciousdreaming.com/lucid-dreaming/brainwave-entrainment-info.htm"&gt;Binaural Beats&lt;/a&gt; and how they work on human brain on one website. There was a list of human brainwave patterns and their effect on body and mind. I found that one which removes headache so I designed a stereo track on Sound Forge by Sonic Foundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to that self-made track for about 20 minutes and felt I was in a trancelike state. It was quite extraordinary, because I did not believe anything unless I tested it for myself. After that, I sought online for the similar software, because I knew there was somebody before me was doing the same thing. I found &lt;a href="http://www.SellShareware.com/ProgramInfo.asp?AfID=26408&amp;PrID=8929"&gt;Brainwave Generator&lt;/a&gt;, free software with great presets, community and forum. I was experimenting with it for few days in a row, some mystical experiences happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept looking on the Internet. I found the most promoted program on the Internet – &lt;a href="http://www.centerpointe.com/?aid=368280"&gt;Holosync&lt;/a&gt;. I listened to their free demo track, and was amazed how quick it was – my mind started falling to the trancelike state as soon as I put the headphones on. I bought the initial level (they have designed 12 levels or so) for this amazing program and enjoyed the results – effortless meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends also had similar experiences. 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Instantly I knew I am going to separate from my physical body in a moment so I have performed yogic third eye gazing technique to fasten the process. This helped a little but was not enough for the separation to happen. Vibrations continued for about next three minutes. I almost became bored and felt my leg muscles twitching. I thought that maybe the latter was the reason stopping me from having an OBE (out of body experience). Finally, I have decided to call my Guru, Babaji. I called His mantra for several times and felt vibrations developing repeatedly stronger and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time my astral sight was active and I saw myself lying on the bed at my grandma’s house. I thought this is for real. Someone was constantly walking behind my point of view. I could hear the steps. This creature was whispering something all the time. It was not a very pleasant experience, especially when everything is so dark and the place itself is associated with ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I have decided to relax completely and not to be so attached to the idea of having an OBE. Few moments later, my ears were stuffed with terrible astral noise, and I knew the separation happened. I felt the astral wind was carrying me away from my physical body at the unbelievable speed. I felt I was moving backward and up. On my way, I saw shiny maple leaves fading in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everything stopped and I felt myself suspended somewhere at the ceiling of the room at my grandma’s house. The light was on. I saw a bed beneath me. The astral wind starter to rotate me again, it was quite a pleasant experience. I looked at the bed once again – the room was huge, and I could notice three people on the bed sleeping in white bedclothes. I witnessed those three people transforming into one huge mature woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to experiment with my voice at this moment so I shouted once. The sound was as if my voice was ten times amplified. I could hear it reverberating and echoing back as if I was shouting through a huge metal tube. One more interesting thing is that this sound after approximately one second was completely cut, muted. I shouted once more – the same effect happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume the old woman lying on the bed heard my voice and stared at me then concealed herself into a drawer of the wardrobe. After the moment, I noticed my uncle crawling from the same drawer and attempting to attack me. He was furious but funny. I understood he wanted to fight me. I smiled, grabbed him on his few hairs then whirled around for a few times and threw on bed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same moment, I heard my mother’s voice in the room beside me. I wanted to make her a surprise. I flew through the room’s wall outside the house and observed the room she was in from the outside. There was my father and my sister as well. They were preoccupied with ironing, I assume. I entered the room straight through the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother asked why I am naked. I looked at myself and noticed I was in my underwear. I said I am not naked because I wear underwear. She replied that she does not see any underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to show them few tricks I am capable of doing in the astral plane so I jumped on to the bed and landed on my back on the floor straight through the bed. They all bended down to observe me under the bed [at the moment I am writing this sentence I had a deja-vu].  Faster then that I jumped up through the bed again and sticked myself to the ceiling. I was quite satisfied with myself because they were still looking for me under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I closed my imaginary eyes and thought my OBE is over, but after few moments I rediscovered myself at the same room with an afro-american guy in front of me. 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Tuo momentu buvo apsiniauke ir saltoka, berods lauke buvo siek tiek sniego. Neprisimenu del ko aplankiau savo mokykla, taciau isejau pro laukines duris ir patraukiau namo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisiminiau jog atvaziavau su masina ir, kad ji laukia stovejmo aikstelej. Apsisukau ir ejau jos pasiimti. Uz nugaros ejo trys merginos ir prunkste is mano uniformos ir siaip bendro ivaizdzio. Jauciau vesia zeme savo padais, vietomis buvo ledas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smirinejo daugiau zmoniu aplinkui. As palindau po kazkokiu medziu ir atlikau pora smugiu rankomis ir kojomis. Mokyklos sodelyje tuo pat metu praktikavo Wu-Shu mokiniai. Ju buvo apie trisdesimt. Visi su baltomis Wu-Shu uniformomis, ir dirzais. Praktikavo kazkokia koordinacijos technika ant vienos kojos, bandydami pakirsti priesais stovinti nusisukusi varzova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praejes juos pradejau dairytis savo masinos, bet aiksteleje jos nesimate. Paejus toliau atradau dar viena stovejimo aikstele, nors jos tenai neturejo buti. Sutemo. Pastebajau savo transporto priemone beveik uzblokuota kitu gretimais stovinciu masinu. Vos-vos isispraudziau pro priekines dureles, uzvedziau. Garsas buvo toks, kaip, kad masnos kur kazkada turejau, o vaizdas dabartines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atsargiai neuzkliudydamas pravaziavau blokuojancias masinas, pajudejau mokyklos kiemo link. Vel tapo giedra, ir, berods, jau buvo pavasaris. Vaziavau atsargiai, nes praeinanciu is tiesu buvo daug. Ieskojau kur paparkuoti masina, nes turejau sugrizti i mokykla ten pasiimti savo rubu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu-shu mokiniai vis dar praktikavo ir demonstravo savo sugebejimus. Vienas su futbolo kamuoliu, mazdaug sesiu metu vaikas rode kamuolio valdymo klase. Po to jie sulipo vienas ant kito padarydami 4-5 zmoniu stulpa, pats aukstutinis laike kamuoli. Po akimikos ju stulpas isiro ir jie minkstai nusoko ant zemes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuri tai laika jie bande pastatyti dar aukstesni zmoniu stulpa. Jiems ejosi sunkiai. Taciau akimirka kai as nusisukau ir vel atsisukau mazdaug devyniu zmoniu stulpas jau virto ant zemes. As pestebejau, jog patys virsutiniai zmones buvo manekenai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Autobuse&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilipau i kazkoki trumpu marsrutu autobusa. Ir paprasiau bilieto iki Kauno. Vairuotojas pareiske, jog Kaune nestoja. Anot jo galimybe sustoti yra tik Kulautuvoje arba 25 km uz Kauno. Paprasiau bilieto uz Kauno. Jis vel kazka pradejo aiskinti ir isvengdamas susidurimu su priesiais gatve einanciais paaugliais dare staigius manevrus vairu, bei stabdziais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada jis apibilietavo naujai ilipusius keleivius, o as vis dar stovejau be bilieto. Vel paprasiau bilieto, tada jis paeme kazkoki grazinta/naudota bilieta ir bande ikisti man. 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Taciau ta siki is karto patingejau uzrasyt ir pagalvojau, kad prisiminsiu. Jau vel uzmiges sapnavau, kad irasineju ta sapna ir atsipalaidavau isitikines, kad ji irasiau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po kiek laiko suvokiau, kad mano irasas tebuvo sapnas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Miegaliai&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veiksmas vyko po kazkokio pasilinksminimo. Buvau tamsioje patalpoje, kur miegojo  zmones. Tai buvo mano klasiokai, grupiokai ir siaip pazistamas ar matytas jaunimas. Jie miegojo susisupe i margus miegmaisius ir miegojo visur kur papuole: ant stalu, grindu, praejimu, palangiu, neskaitant lovu ir kedziu. Reikejo atsargiai zengti idant neuzlipti kam nors ant ausu. Sugalvojau neiti i tualeta, bet ir ten miegojo mano grupiokas Audrius. Tuo metu kai as atidariau duris uzsidege sviesa ir jis atsibudes pasikele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Netikra Anketa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapnavau apie 20 metu merginos anketa pazintys.lt. Perskaites informacija supratau, kad si anketa netikra. Be to spalvos buvo ryskiai melynos. Kai supratau, kad anketa netikra. Melynos spalvos dingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lenktynes su Lagaminais&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buvome tusciame kambaryje tryse: as, mano sese ir jos drauge. Berods ruosemes kelionei, nes i kambari isiverze nepazistamas vyras su geltonu ir juodu lagaminais ir pakrates juos kreipesi i merginas: "Ladies, are we ready, I hope they are not too heavy?". Po to jis dingo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jos ciupo uz lagaminu ir puole prie duru, kur buvo liftas tiesiai is kambario. Paspaude iskvietimo mygtuka ir liftas nedelsiant atsidare. Jos zuguzejo i vidu - del dideliu kroviniu treciam zmogui vietos neliko, todel man teko leistis laiptais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakeliui zemys as sugalvojau su jomis palenktyniauti. Girdejau kaip leidziasi ju liftas ir jauciau jog jos bus pirmesnes. Be to laiptine atrode per siaura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leidziantis kokiu treciu aukstu zemiau pastebejau klaida laiptines isplanavime - laiptai ejo aplinkui be jokiu aiksteliu. Be to grindys tapo stiklinemis, kaip ir patys laiptai. O vienoje vietoje stiklas buvo nepritvirtintas ir issikises - buvo lengvai galima susizeisti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isgirdau triuksmus apacioje ir supratau, kad laiptine yra remontuojama, matesi stiklintojai, kuriems nuolat trukde dirbti laiptine praeinantys zmones. Vienas is ju buvo arabu kilmes, kuris nuolat atsiprasinejo del sutrukdymo, po to praejo aziete moteris. Po to dar kazkas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supratau, jog noredamas pro cia praeiti turesiu ilgai laukti, tad nusprendizau ieskoti atsarginio isejimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saujos Plauku&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stovejau kazkokioje virtuveje prie saldytuvo, kazkas ten buvo be manes, nes prisimenu jog kalbejomes. 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As stebejau viska kaip filma is aukstai pakibes virs kazkokios pilies. Aplinkui sviete zibaliniai zibintai. Taip pat sarvuoti zmones nesiojo fakelus. Is kazkur zinojau, kad toje pilyje gyvena princese, kuria jie saugo, taip pat zinojau, kad kazkas nori jam pakenkti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vos tik pagalvojes, kad butu idomu tame “filme” suvaidinti pajutau kaip leidziuosi is ankstesnes savo stebejimo vietos ir begu nuo tu riteriu, laidanciu streles is savo arbaletu. Netrukus pliukstelejau i vandens kanala, kuris veike kaip apsauga piliai ir supo ja aplinkui. Pajutau kaip kazkas mane sukando visame kune, bet neturejau laiko ziureti, nes turejau perplaukti kanala. Perplaukes puoliau valytis savo kuna ir pastebjau, kad buvau aplipes mazais zaliais kirmeliukais. Nusipurciau ir begau toliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pribegau kazkoki miska, pute gan stiprus vejas, vis da buvo tamsu. Pastebjau viename dideliame medyje esant busta ar kazka panasaus. Uzlipau, ten miegojo zmogus. Pacioje medzio virsuneje buvo dar vienas “butas”, bet ten zmones nemiegojo del per stipraus vejo. Niekas manes negirdejo. As lipau kopeciomis ir girdejau kaip vienoje is lovu kazkas mylejosi arba masturbavosi. Kitas zmogus miegojo ramiai. Berods jie mane pastebejo ir pradejo vytis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atsiradau Raseiniuose visas slapias ir pusiau nuogas, pro sali vaziavo masina. Ten buvusios moterys mane pastebejo, as uzsokau uz medzio. Ju veidai buvo pilni uzuojautos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Uzuolaida&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vyko kazkoks pasilinksminimas Kaune pas pusbroli Raimonda. As dauguma laiko praleidau ziuredamas pro langa lovoj. Tada mama apibare mane kad taip sunkiai keliuosi is lovos. Be to reikejo pataisyti sijona kriksto mamai. Vakarejo, visas vaizdas buvo rausvas del besileidziancios saules. As pastebejau gretima daugiabuti 9 aukstu nama. Buvo keista tai, kad ant langu is lauko puses buvo uzdengta viena didele uzuolaida per 2 – 7 aukstus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada priejo prie manes su kazkokia blondine sokes Raimondas ir isputes ora is dideliu zandu paklause ar su manim viskas tvarkoj...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toliau atsimenu, kad diktavau savo sapna kazkokiai moteriai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Tinklinis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sapno gerai nepamenu, bet is uzraso galiu spresti, kad tai buvo sapnas apie tinklini, su labai specifinem taisyklem: reikejo isminuoti kazkokias minas, visas ziadimas buvo labai itemtas. Buvo labai daug zmoniu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;CD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atejau i kazkokia pogrindine compaktiniu disku parduotuve. Juodaodis pardavejas, apie 16 metu amziaus nelabai kreipe i mane demesi nes jis stovejo ant galvos. Kai priejau pasisveikino ir padave CD kuri norejau pirkti. Berods tai buvo vienas is Kid Koala albumu. As ieskojau kokio grotuvo kur geleciau ji pragroti, bet nerades ejau is parduotuves. Apsisukes paklausiau ar as uz ji uzmokejau. Pardavejas linktelejo galva, ir as apsigrezes paziurejau i jo kaina. Ten buvo uzrasyta $60. Labai brangus – pagalvojau, istraukiau $20 ir palikau ant prekystalio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Nukentejes Augalas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaziavau autobusu su savo buvusiais klasiokais: Egidijum, Eriku, Marium ir dar kai kuom. Be musu buvo dar daugiau zmoniu autobuso gale. Mes kaip visada skaldeme juokelius ir zvengem. Uz vairuotojo nugaros stovejo kazkoks augalas, berods vairuotojo numyletinis. Egidijus issitrauke peili ir pradejo raizyti bei pjaustyti jo lapus. As perspejau Egi, kad tai gali nesulaukti pritarimo is vairuotojo puses. Vairuotojas, aisku isgirdo, nes mes buvom visai salia jo. Jis staigiai atsisuko, ir negalejo patiketi savo akimis. Atrode rimtai sunerimo. Jis sustabde autobusa ir pradejo mus barti. Egis i viska reagavo ramiai ir isrove augala. Vairuotojas eme grasinti paskusias musu mokymo istaigai. Paklause kur mes mokinames, ir as be jokiu skrupulu atsakiau: “KTU Elektronika”. Galvojau sulauksiu nepritarimo is savo bendru, bet nieko. Tada vairuotojas isvare visus keleivius lauk ir pats isejo paskusti mus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atstumas iki miesto buvo didelis, todel ejom pesti per visokias pelkes, kiemus, dumblynus. Sirdy jauciau, kad padarem kazka tai baisaus – tolygaus zmogzudystei, todel eidami vietomis slapstemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagaliau priejom Raseinius, ir vienas is musu draugu pravarde Muse pasiule uzeiti pas ji. Namuose buvo jo brolis labai panasus i aktoriu Barry Pepper. Jo sukuosena buvo eziuku, viena puse dazyta zilai, kita sviesiai melynai. Jis pasakojo kazkokius savo nuotykius. Tada grizo Muses sesuo, prisimenu tik tiek, kad jos akys buvo labai zydros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pazastiplaukiai&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uzdegiau degtuka ir pagalvojau ka cia padeginti. Tada pagalvojau, kad mano pazasty yra siek tiek plauku ir nutariau juos pasvilinti. Buvau uzsivilkes balta maike, todel ji man trukde. Pabandziau padeginti ikises degtuka per rankove, bet napavyko, nes degtukas sudege. Nusivilkau. Usidegiau kita degtuka, ugnis griebe gerai pajutau jog apsideginau oda ir liko zaizda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;form Method="POST" action="http://www.feedblitz.com/f/f.fbz?AddNewUserDirect"&gt;
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Dar jis man kazka parode kas mane isiutino. Paivijau ji savo dviraciu mindamas i kalna, sudaviau jam per peti. Jis atsisuko ir atstate sautuva i mane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaziavau masina labai greitai viduramziu laikais, kelias nelygus, kazkokia suo, kate matesi. Zinojau, kad kazka tai pazeidziau, nes atsiduriau policijos nuovadoje. Taciau man zut but reikejo kazkur suspeti, todel stengiausi is ten kuo greiciau istrukti, teko prasmukti pro 2as duris, bet lekiant pro trecias man pastojo kelia policijos virsininkas ir jo padejejas. Dar prisimenu, kad sprukdamas tempiau su savimi kazkoki juoda maisa, visaip ji trankiau, berods jame buvo kazkas panasaus i lavona.. Labai veiksmo pilnas sapnas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Skalbeja&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalyvavau paskaitoje apie rubu skalbima. Skaitove buvo apie 30 metu sviesiaplauke moteris labai gerai ismananti savo reikala. Salia matesi ir dirbo didziule pramonine skalbimo masina. Moteris kazka tai labai intensyviai mums aiskino ir deste bet braize ant lentos kaip viskas veikia. Buvo labai didele pagyrune, nes aiskino visiems kaip visa ta dalyka studijavo universitete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Baseinas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buvau kazkokioje sventeje ant 2 aukstu pastato stogo. Zemai matesi baseinas, berods buvo ziema, bet vanduo buvo siltas, rudas ir neuzsales. Zmones kalbejo kaip jie visi eis issimaudyti. Gintas, atrode jis kazkoks susitraukes, soko nuo to stogo tiesiai i baseina nenusirenges kostiumo. Dugno nesimate, be to jis nera gana giliai – pagalvojau, kad cia labai paprasta nusisukti spranda. Iskilo nusivale veida ir pasigyre. Po to pamaciau kaip per baseina perplauke milziniskas ungurys, berods 5 metru ilgio. Salia jo plauke jo vaikas. Kazkas mete pagali ir jis spruko i kranta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toliau jau veiksmas vyksta tame pastate. As sedziu ant tuliko, bet ten jokio privatumo – viskas atvira. Pastebejau jog kiti zmones irgi laikia savo eiles ir visi ziuri i mane. As paziurejau zemyn – kojos nesiekia zemes ir po pedom metosi kazkokie plytgaliai. Paskubejau nusisluostyti, bet dariau tai kitaip nei visada, nes mane stebejo apie 10 ivairiatauciu zmoniu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po to nuejau i persirengimo kabina ir nutariau issimaudyti tame baseine, nes man tas vakarelis jau ejo per gerkle. Kai isejau laukan nuogas tvyrojo rukas o baseino dydis buvo toks kaip geros upes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sapnas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kaimynas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stovejau savo miegamajame prie didelio veidrodzio ir tytinejau savo veida. Veidas buvo siek tiek kitoks – jaunesnis, gal 16 metu, staiga priaugo tiek plauku, kad vos galejau matyti save veidrodyje. Isgirdau jog atejo sveciu, apsidairiau ir pastebejau, jog as nuogas. Suradau triusikus i bandziau i juos isokti. Pavyko gal is kokio 4 o karto. Mane aplanke vaikystes draugas, kaimynas Marius. Pasidomejau kaip jam sekas. 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