(questioner:) [What would happen if don Juan] had a mission to teach in America? How long would he last outside of the loony bin?
(Carlos:) Oh, not even two hours.
--Carlos Castaneda, 1969 university lecture
I'm bringing this website back as-is, along with my other two magically disappearing websites, at Limberluck.com, minus the dream journals. I'll be gradually sifting through the chapters for things to edit, but for now it's the same old website, minus the dream journals and other personal stuff.
I worked pretty hard on a book called The Appendages of Intent which was supposed to be a journal of me teaching myself volitional unworlding. Some people call that "out-of-body experience" or "wake-initiated-lucid dreaming (WILD)". But as my mama used to say, there's no telling about some people.
The book or journal got so long that I had to start the sequel, entitled The Mind People of Earthville, a project which didn't get very far past the amazing title.
One of my new goals has been to learn how to Do It without a dream journal. While I obviously like to write, one problem with dream journals is that when it becomes a task to grind out pages of description that no one will ever read, there's a tendency to start resenting your choice of preoccupations. Hell's bells, maybe I'd rather watch the news than write down all the things I experienced in the Unworld while my head was drooling on a pillow.
Remembering dreams without a prop is an Intent kinda thing. In fact, it's all an Intent kinda thing. So many unworldings, officially lucid or not, are about what we do with hands, feet, eyes, and ears. In my way of defining lucidity, the more of these appendages of Intent get involved in an unworlding experience, the more lucid the dream. Life is just a long recurring dream, you might call it the Prime Unworlding or something. In life we become preoccupied with making dreams more lucid: longer, more relevant, and more personal. More solid, more 3-dimensional. That's what a lucid dream really is. A big dream is a dream that matters more: is more like matter.
But a Tibetan dream yoga teacher urges us to never cling to any experience. Carlos Castaneda ridicules the notion of a dream journal through the voice of don Juan. My journal was up to 37 volumes thick when I stopped writing and started experiencing.
I don't know about you, but the dream journal technique works so well for me that I don't have time to write them all down. Typing and re-typing for public consumption on my website was a huge burnout. My so-called practice was destroyed by social pressure, not from others--who were more than supportive--but from me. The urge to impress others with my experiences had to be chopped up, digested, and sublimated as the urge to experience. The Magical Mindset still gives me big dreams, but seems to suffer from strangulation by social pressure when I brag about my big dreams to others.
Having a Facebook group was just plain stupid. Thinking in terms of making "progress" in some "practice" was a huge burnout, especially when trying to do it as a public charity. Calling myself a beginner so no one could accuse me of teaching something I could hardly do... wasn't enough. A few months ago someone had to remind me that I had not closed the Facebook group, but rather just left it. I forgot the group even existed. That's how badly I needed a forum for pretending I knew something about unworlding. It was a huge burnout to secretly think of myself as some kind of teacher, even with the pronouncements that I was a beginner.
As I slowly read through these chapters, I still like most of them. I'll delete those I no longer like. This website is not a monument to everything that's ever passed through my mind, god forbid.
I like what Christopher Kelley kept saying in forums. You have your methods and I have mine. They are not going to be the same.
But as impossible or paradoxical as it sounds, I try to generate spontaneity in what I used to call my practice. And in spite of steadfastly refusing to write down even the biggest of dreams, there are certain activities that--for me at least--seem to lead to results.
I've talked about the breathing a lot in this website and on my YouTube channel, and coupled with the practice of paying attention to both everything that's audible and everything my body feels, I am seeing evidence that this might lead into instant hypnagogia and Going to Sleep Right. That thing they klunkily call Wake Back to Bed is pretty much the bee's knees. This worked so well last night--coupled with other notions such as pretending to be slightly bored when I find myself saying, in a dream, "Heck, I must be dreaming..." I'm not bragging... well, yes I am, but only for a moment. But yeah... in spite of no dream journal and a horrific diet, when I lay down and closed my eyes I instantly knew and saw that the darkness behind closed eyelids is not darkness but an infinite pile of images, one on top of the other. The idea is to just see the one on top. I'd love to brag about the amazing lucid dream I had last night, but my focus now is not on teaching or bragging or whatever it is, but on experiencing.
My attitude about progress has changed into this: progress doesn't matter. The purpose of experience is to have experience. Experience is its own reward. I'm chipping away at that pile of dream journals, using the paper to start fires. My belief now, as to why we have a hard time remembering dreams, is that in a dream I am not me. I am someone else. Volitional unworlding then becomes a matter of spontaneously paying attention because it's interesting and because I want to. Instead of forcing myself via the Obsession Technique to "get lucid". In this way I avoid having a bunch of discouraging 2-second-long "lucid dreams" where I realize I'm dreaming and quickly wake myself up by worrying about how to make the dream last longer. The idea now is to have all this progress stuff happen at its own pace. Pushing the river is a huge burnout. The evaluative state of mind is wrong for learning this skill. "Relax no matter what."
In fact my mantra as I lie down has no longer been "I am dreaming" or the like. For a few years now, my mantra has been "I'm going for a walk." And truly, when I just go for a walk in the Unworld, that's when I experience the most amazing things, because it engages the appendages of Intent. Somehow, for me, that's what makes me kinda organically start paying attention.
Professor U. d'Guru, January 2026