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News Briefs 29-10-2012

Sorry the news is late. It seems there are a multitude of glitches in the matrix today.

Quote of the Day:

Dream sex, dream flight, creative control—we novices wanted some of that. But either nobody was talking or we weren’t getting any. Not much. Not yet. The key for us — as Stephen LaBerge discovered as a young Ph.D. candidate at Stanford’s sleep lab, under the gun and needing to lucid dream on demand — would be memory. Simple, mysterious memory, the brain’s ability to remember to remember to do something. And memory training, along with the science of sleep and consciousness, has been the main thrust of the seminar. We’ve made lists of personal dream signs — bits of recurrent bizarreness — to try to remember to recognize and thus use to trigger lucidity. I once owned a horse, for example, that shows up pretty regularly in my dreams, still angling for the crippling kick; I’ve been on the lookout for that brute. And all week we’ve been playing a memory game in which every time someone in the group hands you something, you must wink or tap your brow—I remember!—or else get a flower sticker on your name tag. We’ve made countless ‘state checks’ during the day, asking ourselves, ’Am I dreaming?’ trying really to examine the nature of waking awareness, making little hops to see if gravity is operational, so that the question will become habitual and the likelihood that we will remember to ask ‘Am I dreaming?’ while dreaming goes way up. And then we’d try to fly. For in the dream, to ask is to know, sometimes; but to fly is to dream, nearly always.

In short, we’ve cultivated at our leisure an absurd obsession. And I remember it was starting to work.

Bucky McMahon, Adventures N My Bed, Esquire Magazine, February 2003.

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