504-Falling down N-Park building

 

8.29am

I was getting in and out of sleep—
micro-sleeps, micro-dreams—
lying on my right.

I used the technique: just blank, nothing—
minimal thoughts, no heavy thoughts—
just rest, easy, with no thoughts.

Then, in micro-sleep and micro-dreams,
still lying on my right,
I felt it was time to try to induce
an out-of-body experience.

I tried to twist, rotate, roll—everything—
but it didn’t work.

Then I remembered that I could use my hands to rub—
rub my fingers—and it worked.

Two hands appeared in front of me.
They rubbed in front of my head,
and I could rub my fingers together
and also rub my hands together.
I felt the familiar rubbery feeling
on the palms of both hands.

I rubbed them together,
then rubbed my forearms,
then rubbed the mattress.

I swung my feet over the bed,
onto the floor,
and stood up.

I touched the window on the left with my hands
and also rubbed the mattress with my right hand.
I walked toward the door of my bedroom,
and as I walked,
I rubbed the left wall
and also touched the floor on the right.

When I reached near the bathroom,
I rubbed the bathroom wall on the right.

Then I came to the wooden door of my bedroom.
I put my hands on the wooden door and rubbed it.
I reached for the handle,
twisted it,
turned the handle,
and opened the bedroom door.

I walked into the living room,
and while I was there,
I said to myself,
“Yes, yes, this is it. Yes.”

I could hear my voice clearly.

I touched the floor of the living room,
then peered at my hands.

I walked to the main door of my house—N-Park.
I opened the door and asked myself,
“What will I see outside?”

I opened the door,
and outside was bright.
It was daylight.

I saw the corridor leading to the iron gate,
and I walked there.
I walked through the iron gate,
and then I saw an orange sky.

I climbed over the ledge—
over the ledge—
and then I was falling,
but slowly.

I rubbed the walls on the side of N-Park
as I fell slowly to the ground.
I knew I wouldn’t get hurt,
because this was a dream.

I fell all the way to the bottom
and hit the grass.
I touched the grass,
rubbed the grass.

I think this was the N-Park playground grass,
the playground side.

I stayed near the ground, near the grass,
and tried to find familiar things.

As I was walking around like this for a while,
traveling around the surface,
trying to look for familiar things in the park,
the dream faded.

It was near the washing area.