Data That Highlights Itself Inside The Mind Of A Telepath

This information is based on a recent experience of mine. I was contacted by someone trustworthy to do a job that I don’t really know about. I decided to take it because that person was in urgent need of assistance. I needed to email some key figures to get some help for him fast; but, I did not knew whom to connect with. To get me started, he gave me names of three journalists. Then, the real action began.

I said one name once to myself and then wrote the other name on a piece of paper. Then, inside my mind, I focused on one name only and repeated the names of some email domains including gmail.com, hotmail.com, and yahoo.ca. All of a sudden, hotmail.com was highlighted inside my mind. I googled the name of the journalist; and, then I placed hotmail.com next to it. Soon, I found her real email address, which was at a private email server. Although I had never heard the name of this server before, just using a random selection brought me close to my target. Then, I scrolled over to the second or third page of Google. Soon, I found a large Excel file that had names and emails of 87 key journalists. Bingo! I just proved that Telepathy creates mega-results.

I have this file open in front of me right now; and, I am slowly sorting out their names to complete my task. If you are ever stuck and don’t know what to do, play this technique. Only use information that is highlighted inside your mind.

For this technique, I used Internet as a tool. But, if I don’t have a real tool in front of me, I can attempt to find answers by using my dream world. This has worked well in the past. And, if it is a face-to-face answer, then I can offer the correct answers by glancing at faces of people or just analyzing the situation. This has also worked out in the past. Another technique of mine is just to engage in a conversation with someone and then lots of helpful information just starts flowing in my direction for some reason—I believe that this has something to do with how I talk.

The only person who documented this particular incidence is the guy who reached out to me for some assistance. This is how things are working at my end. I have helped some people before by using telepathy; but, I have to maintain confidentiality while I discuss the used methods online. Please note that none of this information is fabricated no matter how fantastic it seems. I can perform these techniques simply because I can see the truth through lucid dreaming.

So if you are really stuck somewhere and need help, know that real telepaths receive vivid lucid dreams.

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Another Lucid Dream Came True: US Is Dangerous For Journalists

I had a dream in October 2018 about murder of a popular American journalist. Read “Watch Out! Journalists Around the Globe Are In Extreme Danger“. I have known him through the net only so I was too hesitant to contact him. Instead, I used Twitter and WordPress to leak this information out.

In my dream, I specifically stated that I saw an American journalist being shot. Then, I said that sometimes my dreams combine lots of elements to deliver results. I wrote that I know that he is still alive; but my dream suggested otherwise. Even when I wrote that post, I was feeling that something very wrong and deep was going on.

Today, I found the article, “US Ranked As One Of Deadliest Countries For Journalists For First Time“. This one was published in Dec 2018; and, it is sharing results of the 2018 Worldwide Round-up report that was created by Reporters Without Borders.

Reporters Without Borders ranked the United States as one of the deadliest countries for journalists after six reporters were killed while doing their jobs.

The organization’s 2018 Worldwide Round-up report, released earlier this month, was the first time the U.S. was listed as one of the most deadly nations for reporters, according to The Hill.  Source: U.S. Ranked as One of Deadliest Countries for Journalists for First Time

Notice that my lucid dream is just stating the result of this report and my mind is doing this without using any such reports. It is doing this ahead of time. I feel so excited every time I find proof of a precognitive dream coming true. It feels like being Mutant QuickSilver. “Hello World! I am Mutant Fractal a.k.a. LucidStereo” (stereo refers to my high levels of Stereodepth vision). Just imagine being able to nail things ahead of time. It all depends on what you are already immersed in!

This is why I plan to teach Lucid Dreaming to interesting parties including Journalists, Politicians, Business Professionals, and Writers. I am working towards creating a small course/workshop; and, I hope to address those who are genuinely interested in learning this method of detection as soon as possible.

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Lucid Dream: Man Carrying A Green Flag

Some days ago, I was thinking about a great Christian speaker when I fell asleep. I had a very strong lucid dream that day.

I was sitting near a train station and there was a baby in my lap. Suddenly, I saw a group of people emerge from one direction. They all seemed confused compared to one tall athletic man who was holding a green flag. The  man easily dodged everyone in the crowd and confidently approached me. The green flag was very difficult to hold because of its really thick wooden flag pole. But, the man was so muscular that he was holding it like I was holding a baby. He bowed so that he may be able to see my face. He had a good look and then he nodded his head in agreement. I said hello to him almost as if I was expecting him. Two of my brothers were standing near us. The man approached both of them and hugged them. I finally started feeling puzzled and woke up.

Babies represent angels as well as dreamer’s innocence. I get dreams of babies sometimes and I feel that those are angelic in nature. According to MyIslamicDream, color green means that I will benefit somehow or that I am submitting to the will of God. This site also states that a green flag means journey by land.

Wow! I like this interpretation. I think something interesting is going to happen to me. What if this is somehow linked to that Christian speaker because I was thinking about him before I fell asleep!

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My Motherly Instincts Are Sharpened Through Lucid Scents and Music

Lucid Dreams can be activated through scents of essential oils as well as scents of human bodies, especially the scents of your loved ones including heroes. During sleep as well as while we are awake, music that comes from the human bodies is being absorbed by everyone. I hear this music distinctly while I am asleep or awake; even then, certain sorts of human music is not fully understood by my mind.

Yesterday, I was with my brother’s daughter. I was tired because the Christmas party had just ended. I gave the baby to her grandmother. Then for some reason, I felt like sitting next to them. I sat at grandmother’s feet who was sitting on the sofa while holding the baby. When grandmother felt tired, she placed the child near her feet and distracted her with some toys. The baby started feeling a bit sleepy while I was talking to grandma. All of a sudden, on impulse, I placed my hand under the baby’s head, which she was just about to place on the floor. Obviosuly, her intelligent grandma was going to notice very quickly that the baby was feeling sleepy; but, I was already sitting in the right place somehow. This is when I realized why I was feeling the need to sit close to my niece.

This story is the same as a much older story that took place in Pakistan several years ago. Some shops in Pakistan are right next to very busy streets. Some shops don’t have a place for customers so they all stand outside. That day, my mother and my siblings were at a very small shop and the streets were busy. Mom was negotiating with the shopkeeper about merchandise when my youngest brother who was just a toddler freed his hand from his sibling and ran towards the street. I was also checking out the merchandise eagerly when, all of a sudden, I started feeling bored. So I turned around. This is when I saw my toddler brother standing on the street in front of a horse carriage. I screamed and ran towards him. I mean, horses are unpredictable. They can easily get out of control and crush somebody. My mind got fixed on my baby so it was easy for me to dodge some cars and pedestrians. I am glad that I got there in time and saved my youngest baby sibling.

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Influence Of Angels on Lucid Dreamers and Telepaths

I know that angels visit people during their dreams and telepathic experiences. An angel that I distinctly remember communicating with Angel of Death—I know that its the Angel of Death because it stands near my feet. I have written before about how just before falling asleep, I sense a different glow around my body; and, I sense more including sensing the people I have learned to admire. Read the following posts:

Vibe Size

Energy Enhancement Part 1

Energy Enhancement Part 2

In my previous post, “What Kind of Angel Am I?“, I discussed that it is possible to see angels during lucid dreams. Of course! You should not be expecting the same vision as that of a real Prophet but there is still lots to learn. In this post, I am trying to nail how you can connect with angels and what you should be feeling while you do so.

YouTube video, How to SEE HEAR and FEEL ANGELS, Josie Grouse discusses how to write things you want to See, Hear, and Feel when you see an angel during your sleep. I think its worth trying this technique because it requires you to write things down, which helps you visualize what exactly you need.

Articles, “3 Signs That Angels Are Guiding You” and “12 Signs of Angels, Which Means Your Angels, Are With You!” share some signs that help you realize that your angels are with you. I receive the following signs during my telepathic or lucid dreaming encounters:

Telepathy

  • Hearing intelligent voices
  • Smelling some scent that comes from absolutely nowhere
  • An immense feeling of peace, understanding, and love
  • Music
  • Feelings and emotions
  • Changes in temperature (right before I fall asleep, my body temperature changes given that I am thinking about a spiritual or religious individual like a speaker. This is because that speaker is attracting angels towards himself/herself; and, I start sensing this)
  • Angels’ spiritual powers

Lucid Dreams

  • Smelling some scent just before I fall asleep and while I dream except this time I can somehow see it
  • An immense feeling of peace, understanding, and love
  • A sense of universal knowledge
  • Babies
  • Pets
  • Music
  • Feelings and emotions
  • Angels’ spiritual powers (I dreamt of seeing the universe or perhaps just a Black Hole today. I also saw a large hand that moved around until the universe or Black Hole became visible. The hand moved on top of something else—I will talk about this in detail in my book—in a particular sequence that was hard to identify)

I can see now how some very challenging prayers of mine just get accepted; and, how some demons and not just angels appear in my dreams to help me out.

To engage in a proper manner, make sure to read “How Guardian Angels Can Guide You in Lucid Dreams“.

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How To Detect A Narcissist Through Dreams?

I have a narcissist in my life and I am trying to get away in a very methodical manner; I  have to do this carefully because he is otherwise a real gentleman.  How can dreams help me find out if the narcissist is going to attack again? Well! You can get a dream signal. Fact: I got this dream signal about the narcissist just today. Fact: Something is going to happen again. I say something because his behaviour is unpredictable because he apologizes often. Here is my dream:

In this dream, I am carrying my younger brother who is a baby; taking care of him; and, feeding him. I am very busy and preoccupied with these tasks and the baby. I got so bored that she decided to tail this guy to the university campus. I texted him and told him that I am coming to see him. He does not text back or perhaps says okay to my inquiry. I take this as a signal that I can go there. After wasting a lot of gas and some effort, I got to the campus. There was a class going on somewhere; a professor was talking to someone; the professor closed the door after finishing his brief conversation; then, he started listened to what his class has to say. I moved around in this interesting place. Someone is playing a piano. I can see two men sitting near the piano: one is learning and the second is teaching. I am wearing a shalwar qameez (traditional Pakistani dress) in this dream; and, so I feel surprised when two foreign men stopped to play with the baby. I let them play with my baby; and, I notice their smiles and comments in an aware manner. Somewhere in this dream, my baby brother changes his face. I feel more relaxed because I love both babies although I cannot tell who the second baby is.

I paid zero attention to all the attractive signals in this dream because I was thinking about this dude. If I paid attention to these other dream characters, then the entire dream would have different. I look around and finally find his backpack and laundry on a table in a large cafe. I leave my shoulder bag and laundry there as well. Finally, he gets there to see me. The first thing he says to me, “You guys are so controlling.” I think he meant, “Oh! so you got all the way here.” I ignored his comment and said, “I have to go buy a banana and feed it to the baby.” He thinks, “Oh! that’s nice of you.” He watches me slowly as I walk over to buy a banana.

I woke up soon after I heard this mean comment. I started wondering that if he does not want me there, then why didn’t he text me back or use a thought to convey a message? I was already so stressed from taking care of the baby. Why did he just lead me on like this? By saying mean things, he is closing my feelings so that my emotions may pent up and then I finally blow due to exhaustion. He apologizes so that I may cave into the upcoming exhaustion and become a codependent. In real life, he says demeaning things like “You are crazy” or “You need help” every now and then. Everything is at risk: my life, my career, and my independence. What if he is having fun by making me cry and that is why he apologizes right away! I feel my self-esteem is being shaken gradually. This is why I have started believing that I am dealing with a The Co-Dependent Enabling Narcissistic Cycle.

Now let us review this dream again. This man just said something degrading to me again in the dream. Dreams are a type of dimension and they can sometimes open the future. So, I will cancel some of our future meetings because I am afraid that he is going to try to label me as “controlling” this time. This dream signal showed me that he never meant anything when he apologized to me last time. Another thing that I have learned is that it is possible to use past characters from one’s life to create an alternate reality where you may see the subject of concern behave. Reality is that my younger brother is not a baby anymore; and, he is very much grown up. I just learned how to use his dream character to check on something. He is very nice, easygoing, and trustworthy man. So it is easier for me to use his dream character to create a mood to find certain things out.

So this is just one way the dreams can teach you how to stop domestic abuse. I hope you enjoyed learning from me; and I am hoping that you will soon gain this skill.

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Demons and Seals of King Solomon and the World of Lucid Dreaming

I have been analyzing my lucid dreams in new light after I learned about the Key of Solomon. Three aspects of lucid dreaming that inspired me to investigate this in detail are 1) Shadow Figures; 2) Otherworldly monsters; and, 3) my new-found ability to fly. First, I wanted to think that all this was just my very eccentric and vast imagination at work; later, I found out similar data in Carl Jung’s book “The Red Book”.

I thought about all this; thus, I allowed myself to drift into deep dreaming states often. Eventually, I figured out that Lucid Dreaming is allowing for very well-defined mathematical and geometric patterns as well as monsters of some sorts to open up in my world.

I have seen lots of patterns and sceneries; but, I cannot describe them fully because I don’t know how to draw. That is why I am looking for help from real artists or animators to draw some stuff that I have seen. And, I have seen lots of monsters or monsters who have shapeshifted.

I want to talk about some monsters that I feel appeared in my sleep and that are actually  mentioned in the Lesser Key of Solomon. Watch the video “72 Demons of King Solomon – Demonology” before you read the rest of this blog post.

Demon 1: Samigina

He is a big Marquis. He appears as a small horse or a donkey; but, sometimes he takes human shape too. He speaks…passing words of the ones who died in sin. Source: 72 Demons of King Solomon – Demonology

I have seen this demon before. I ride it often. It is fast and like a real horse. It has never taken human shape in front of me. You can read one of these dreams here. Once, I saw it coming out of a relative’s home some years after a senior relative had died. What if it was stating that she died in sin? You know I don’t share this often; but, I know that she was verbally abusive towards some of the younger women who lived in that house.

Demon 2: Marbas

The President who appears as a powerful lion; but, sometimes he takes a human shape too. He speaks honestly about all secret things or hidden things. He is the one who is the healer as well as the one who is bringing the diseases. He is good in mechanics and he can turn people in everything he wants. Source: 72 Demons of King Solomon – Demonology

I was visited by Marbas as well. I found him very friendly, gentle, and open. He appeared in the form of a lion; walked with me as we navigated through a scene that was filled with snow; and, slowly changed into a man. I woke up as soon as he changed into a male. His manner of conduct still startles me because he felt like a very caring entity. I was surprised when today I found this description of the “Marbas”; I was even more shocked when I read that this entity is a healer.

Demon 3: Beleth

Horrible and Powerful King. He rides on a white horse while all kind of music surrounds him. He is furious if he is called first; he must be held and handled in a triangle or a circle and with a stick of hazel; and, he must be turned to the South-East. He must be welcomed as a King with respect; but, no matter what you must wear a silver ring on the middle finger of your left hand and always near your face. He makes love happen among men and women and he comes from the Order of Power. Source: 72 Demons of King Solomon – Demonology

I recently had a crush on a foreigner I happened to meet at a conference. I fell asleep thinking about a whole lots of things when he appeared in a large van. I was sitting at the back; and, I was holding a child. Then, the van just zoomed through the time wrap. I could sense all sorts of chaos, rage, fury, power, and knowledge inside that van. The scenes, which I could view through the windows of the van, changed and changed as the van moved through time. It felt like watching music of some sort, the scenes changed really that fast. This is when I saw that the van was moving inside what appeared like a triangle. How the triangle appears in this dream is funny. I see that there are two buses and that their fronts meet somehow although it is not an accident. Then, our van seems to pass right through this triangle almost as if the triangle did not exist. The description above states that Beleth must be turned South-East; I don’t know what it means but there was a clock in that van that was used to cause the movement of the van. The clock could move only when the guy or the gal touch it; and, set it to some specific numbers. Soon, I wished/screamed due to shock that this man should go away simply because I haven’t known him for too long; this is when a rather scary and disoriented man appeared and caused many accidents as he drove. I started screaming that my crush should come back; and, I think he came back. After reading this description, I realized that Beleth makes love happen among men and women and he comes from the Order of Power. Love was demonstrated in this dream when the man stopped the car on purpose so that I may get out and relax; and, when he listened to my entire commentary. Order of Power was demonstrated in this dream when I traveled through time and appeared in a different country, which I think was New Zealand; and, when I briefly attended a Christmas party. The van would have actually traveled in circles as the woman tried to make the man turn it around and go back. I didn’t see what happened next, whether it actually turned around or not. Also, the silver ring was still kind of there. I am lucid so I can massage my fingers and imagine wearing rings as Totems. What if Totem rings are used to control some demons that help you with lucid dreaming!I recorded everything in an audio and sent this audio to my closest friend. It was kind of exciting

Demon 4: Botis

The great President and Count. He appears as a big snake, but he can also take the shape of a human but with horns and big teeth. He carries sharp sword in his hand. He is the creator of past, present, and future. He can bring peace between enemies. Source: 72 Demons of King Solomon – Demonology

I have definitely connected with Botis. He is actually a very smart and knowledgeable demon. I wrote about this earlier here. In this dream, I was in love with a young man who liked to read me his books. He was a very loving man and he loved sitting close to me. He did not had big teeth or horn though; is it because I did not want to see them? Here is what I wrote before: “Then a large male dragon came and attempted to injure the younger man. To my surprise, the younger man changed into a gigantic dragon and engaged in a battle with his bully. I sat and stared in fear until the younger dragon got injured. I couldn’t tolerate this any further so I willed myself to transform into a dragoness. Then, I attacked the dragon who interfered with our meeting. He attacked me back; and, I fell down. But, it was already too late. The meaner dragon felt compelled to fly away. The younger dragon was still too worried so he transformed back into his human self; picked my wounded body; and, flew out of the window. By the way, this young man looked like my younger brother who loves me a lot.” Reality is that there is “peace among enemies”, which is also one of the abilities of demon Botis, due to some of my efforts.

Demon 5: Purson

The Great King. He appears as a man with lion head carrying a snake on his hand, riding a bear with trumpets in front of him. He hides and finds hidden treasure and gives straight answers to all the questions you ask. He brings good spirits in house. Source: 72 Demons of King Solomon – Demonology

I think I met this demon in Jan 2017, before finishing an interview in Feb 2017. In this dream, I saw Carl Jung—I think he is a good spirit because he makes my dreams super powerful—sat on a seat that was placed inside a large and deserted room. The seat is the bear that Purson rides. There was no one else there except for Carl. He was tall and had the ability to beckon any soul towards him with ease. This matches the description that Purson can answer all your questions and bring good spirits to the house. I examined him from far away. Soon, I realized that he was not alone at all. I first SAW a smell of some sort; then I thought I saw some sort of dark presence wrapped around him; as I stared further, the dark presence moved a little and whiffs of rotten smell spanned across the room and reached me. This matches the description of the snake on the hand of Purson; we all know that snakes can wrap themselves around people very easily. Carl remained unmoving towards this presence as my head started whirling at how strong and strange that smell was. I also felt some sort of creative music and solitude in his kind presence. This again matches the description of Purson who always carries a trumpet. I woke up soon after this; and, I felt that if I had the strength and courage to go near him, then he would have started talking like the rest of my dream characters. Was Carl there in spirit form and telling me about my upcoming ordeals? Was the bad smell there due to these upcoming negative experiences? I was rejected from the interview and my dad fell ill. All this happened in Feb 2017 and this dream took place in Jan 2017. Or was this dream signal actually an indication of some sort of overlap between Carl Jung, my father, and the interviewer? My father healed pretty soon, which matches the description of how Purson brings good spirits in the house. So these were all “straight answers to some questions”, which is what Purson offers.

The first demon I ever communicated with was “Bagarbilla”. I wrote about him here.  I was able to put this demon under my control by instructing it to obey my commands. I must comment that I was a child back then; and, I was not exposed to any data about demons and magic. Even then, I was able to communicate with demons and spirits because these are a part of the world of lucid dreams. An Islamic teaching states that humans are superior than jinns (demons). What if some of this superiority is in form of dreams? Of course! in the dream world, we humans are mostly observing and learning. But, are we also controlling the world around us by employing power on demons of the dreams? I think the answer to this question is “Yes!”. I say “Yes!” because I have been able to create some change by blogging about my dreams.

According to the Lesser Key of Solomon, the above-mentioned demons were captured by King Solomon who was a Prophet of Islam. According to some ancient Islamic text that I have read, the jinns have religions, intellect, and free will. What if these demons arrive easily in the world of lucid dreams because they were captured by King Solomon? I am going to cut pictures of Key of Solomon’s Seals and Demons and stick them to index cards. I will review these patterns and spirits before falling asleep. I will use the lucid visualization techniques to beckon all this.

So far, I have been willingly talking to angels and God only before falling asleep; I do this task simply because I am a Muslim. I just learned from Wikipedia page “Shem HaMephorash” that there are angels ruling over these demons and that some Psalms of David can be used to control them. I already know this teaching because it is taught in Islam as well. For example, the Ayat-ul-Qursi of the Quran is known to burn bad demons simply because it talks about “Throne of One God, Allah”. The things that are taught in the Wikipedia page, “Shem HaMephorash” are different than what I already know. Summoning demons and spirits in an aware manner would be an interesting task, I think. Let us see what happens next!

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Pickled Mangoes and Potato Tikkis

Because I am a lucid dreamer, my choice of foods is different to begin with. I pick things that I love; people who have seen me around my favourite foods tend to discuss my reactions for pretty long. Here I will discuss two of my favourite foods.

Mangoes

I have always loved mangoes and I have always eaten all sorts of mangoes including pickled mangoes. When I was younger, I did not knew why I felt like this. We did not had Internet in the Pakistani city I was living in at that time. So I couldn’t have just researched this online. When I moved to Canada, I used the net to find out that mangoes actually improve dreams. I was picking on mangoes by using my gut feelings. Stupendous! Check out this story from my childhood.

Grandma had spent an entire day peeling and cutting raw mangoes and spreading them on Charpai. “They will dry in several hours from now,” she told herself as she walked away from the courtyard. She felt delighted and upset at the sight of her two grandchildren who seemed to be waiting for someone or something at the entrance of the courtyard. The boy was dressed in a red-stripped ironed shirt and brown knickers while the girl wore a light pink cotton frock and matching hairpins. “Two of you should go inside now. Courtyard is not for you now,” Grandma warned them sternly since she was aware of their rebellious ways. But, they managed to crack a tired smile on her old face as they gave her that wide-eyed innocent look, the one they had reserved for special occasions such as brainwashing opponents. “Please don’t go in there. I am drying mangoes there. It’s for food, and we will eat it later,” Grandma felt compelled to explain herself to her kindergarten grandkids. “Ok Grandma! We won’t go there,” the girl promised her and smiled at her in hope that she would let her and her brother off the hook. “Heaven knows what they are thinking,” Grandma huffed and puffed and went inside the house.

“Let’s go inside. I don’t want to upset Grandma,” the boy told his sister as he tried to drag her back. “Please, I want raw mangoes. I want them. You should try them too. They are so tasty. Please!” the girl decided to cast the final stone of uprising that will most assuredly create mutiny on board. “OK! Hold my hand. I will help you get them,” the boy finally gave in to his younger sister’s wishes.

Holding hands, they ran away towards the courtyard. Upon her brother’s instructions, she hid herself under one of the Charpais. He scooched right next to her and comforted her. Bravely, he extended one of his hands out and examined the Charpai for some ripe raw mangoes. He snatched two pieces and gave one of them to her sister. They both enjoyed the sour mangoes peacefully as its taste made them imagine themselves to be as rich as the Ruassian Tsars. Without realizing, they had finished several of Grandma’s precious raw mangoes.

They had been hiding and eating there for around an hour and now their tummies had become slightly upset. The girl started crying,”How are we going to come from underneath the Charpai without being seen? The courtyard is so big and it is surrounded by so many rooms. Somebody might see us coming out from our hiding place. Mom is going to be angry when she finds out that we got cold while sitting under the Charpai,” she sobbed slowly as he hugged and comforted her and ignored that mild headache she sometimes gave him. “We will make a run for it when nobody is watching us,” he promised as he stealthily stepped out in the open. Nobody was there; to his surprise, the courtyard was deserted. “Come out, we are safe,” he reported to his sister who was very pleased to see his safe smile. Then, they made a run for it again while the girl peeked over her shoulder for Grandma who might attack them with pickled mangoes like a ferocious Terminator: Grandma loads mangoes in the rifle and fires. Bam bam bam. ‘Tis cracks their bums. K.O.

“What happens when Grandma finds out that we emptied almost half of the Charpai?” the girl whined again hoping that her brother will fix that too. “She will think a storm came or some animals ate them,” the boy laughed heartily as he took his sister safely inside the house. And thus, their rather scary and thrilling adventure ended.

Potatoes

I have always been in love with potatoes although my mom used to complain that potatoes can ruin your figure. I could not help her at all when she would say this because my mind used to go out of control at sight of potatoes. When I left Pakistan and got into Canada, I researched this as well. I found out that potatoes have vitamin B6 that boost dopamine and serotonin production. Thus, potatoes relax you a lot and can cause great dreams.

We had some servants who would take care of us. One of them was Amma NZ who was usually busy taking care of the kitchen and food—we used to call some of our female employees “Amma”, which means “Mom” because they were also our nannies. Amma NZ was an old woman who used to pray a lot and still looked really beautiful despite all the wrinkles she had. Here is how I used to request her to cook me some potatoes.

“Amma, Amma”, I screamed after I got home from high school. I was so stressed because the equatorial heat was too much for me to handle. “Amma, make me something from potatoes”.

“Oh! You aren’t even breathing properly. Slow down! Maybe you are really tired. What happened? Drink some water Arzoo. What happened?” Amma tried to calm me down once she saw me in pain of some sort.

“Amma! Just make me something from potatoes”, I requested in a stubborn manner just like a child would have.

“Sure! What do you want to eat Arzoo?” Amma asked me in a gentle and loving tone.

“Amma! Just make me anything. Potato Paratha, Potato Tikkis, or French Fries. Please! I just want potatoes”, I told Amma as fast as I could.

“Please be quiet Arzoo! Hush, Hush. You ate potatoes yesterday,” Amma tried to quieten me as she cooked the lunch for the family.

“Amma! Don’t worry too much. Make me something easy to cook like French Fries,” I begged again.

“Arzoo! You have no shame, child. You ate potatoes yesterday and then day before yesterday. How many potatoes do you want to eat? Oh God! I think you are going to finish all my potatoes,” she complained in a frustrated tone.

“Amma! Please! I have known you for so many years. Please negotiate something. How about one and a half potatoes?” I tried to make an easier demand so that she may comply.

“Negotiate? Where did you learn this word from, my child? From dad, did you? You are using this new word to bug me, aren’t you? I know that your father sits in his office and talks like this. You must have caught it from there. OK! OK! Sit down and don’t worry. I will iron the clothes and then cook french fries from only one and a half potatoes. Not more than that! Then, don’t come in the kitchen and ask me for extra goodies. Seriously! Your mom is going to be so angry when she notices that the potatoes have gone missing,” Amma screamed the last sentence in anger.

“Amma NZ! Thank you! I love you so very much,” my mood brightened as I hugged her.

While Amma NZ was frying fries for me, I went back to the kitchen and jumped at her from the back. She screamed in surprise because she got scared.

“Now what Arzoo? Why are you not leaving the kitchen to me? I cannot believe that you are back. I am not going to make your chips like this. You bug me too much,” she fired another set of complaints at me.

I got so worried that I won’t ever get my french fries from her and that she would be annoyed at me. “Amma, Amma, please let me see what you are cooking so far. I could smell these from my room. I couldn’t resist the smell so I came to check. Aha! They are almost golden brown. Please put some red chilies and salt in there,” as usual, I protested for spices.

“Waaaah! Arzoo! This is sounding so unhealthy to me. You have no shame. How much spices do you eat, Arzoo?” Amma tried to make fun of me so that I  may feel ashamed and forget about adding flavour to my fries.

“Amma! Amma! Stop! Stop! Please just do what I ask you to do. I will leave the kitchen then,” I decided to stick around and bug her further. It was so fun connecting with her. I loved her a lot; and, she was so beautiful and funny too.

“OK! I will throw a handful of spices in there. You are forcing me to give you spices. I cannot believe this! OK! You can have these. Please, be happy about this,” Amma NZ commented as she cooked like an expert.

Soon, she threw a plate of golden brown and spiced french fries in front of me. “Here! You just eat this. You are probably not having lunch now. I made lunch for you as well. Now that is going to get wasted,” she grumbled again as she lovingly gave me a tissue paper to clean my hands.

As a result of this drama, Amma NZ was angry all day. And, I just ate my potatoes and burped a lot. I slept really well after eating fries; and, I think I missed my lunch.

After a couple of days, I came back to bother Amma. “Amma! I want more chips,” I said as I drank some water and eyed her carefully.

This time, Amma started laughing. “Your fun isn’t over yet, I think,” she replied as she stared at me dotingly.

“Thank you Amma. I love your laughter,” I held her arm and paid her a compliment to make her smile again.

“You know, I just checked the rest of potatoes. There are really less left and some of them have worms on them. I need to throw the bad ones. Forget it for today. Eat an ice cream instead,” Amma immediately made an excuse and tried distracting me with ice cream.

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What My Imaginary Friends Are For?

Even as a child, I had lots of imaginary friends. I knew less about lucid dreaming back then; but, it used to get triggered on its own. I never shared these dreams with anyone because I did not understood what I was looking at. As I matured, I ended up spending more time on my own simply because I found that the people close to me were less creative (not lucid or beginners at lucid dreaming) and different. You know, this is why my close friends find it very hypnotizing that I pay lots of attention to them whenever I can and that I genuinely love them. One day, to beat boredom, I started acting in front of the mirror. I imagined talking to some journalists who work at The Mantle; and, then I dreamt of two of them. My mind was too preoccupied to sort things right away; so I never realized why they were here to see me until today.

Today, something marvelous happened to me. Last night, before sleeping, I felt like playing games just like my old self. I learned this game on my own. I used to imagine putting oil in my mom’s hair until she would fall asleep due to this massage. I used to literally place my hand somewhere and tell mom that I am bringing oil from that place. This place could be the back mirror of my dad’s car. I was just a little older than my toddler self back then. So last night, I reviewed this aspect of mine. Then, just before sleeping, I played twice a certain game. I imagined clicking on certain parts of a round object. Then, I took that round object and threw it up; I imagined it got suspended above me as a flat protective layer. I was still not satisfied. So I played again. Again, I imagined pointing to certain areas of a round object, perhaps it was the globe—I am not so sure. This time, I threw it up with much more confidence. Then, I mentally commanded it to watch out for my lucid needs. I looked closely at this imaginary shelter without feeling any fear and waited patiently to fall asleep. Oh, here is something that I almost forgot to mention. Before, I used this strategy, I listened to the video, “Improve Concentration and Memory | Guided Imagery | Hypnosis | Meditation Yoga”.

One thing I found out upon a much closer analysis is that my fingers tapped on the round object in a certain way; and, the dream scenery was constructed the same way. It’s like shapes appeared in patterns that are similar to the way I tapped my fingers. I think if you are imagining having sex with someone and tapping your fingers the same way, then that is definitely going to happen in your lucid dreams. I have done this before although I just realized today what it all means. It’s an extended version of the FILD technique.

whichever you tap your fingers, Now then, here is the grand news! I received a very extended lucid dream after playing with my mind this way. In my dream, I visited several houses and tracks that were built on really large mountains. The dream offered an astounding view; and it was populated with children and grown-ups. I watched them closely although I was invisible. I had so much fun! I wrote all this down and sketched it as well. I will publish this in my first book, “Intertwined“.

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