(A brief disclaimer; I write my dreams into a dream journal on my iPod as soon as I wake up to prevent my mind from over analyzing and fictionalizing the dreams more than necessary to retain information. Therefore; the way I write them down is very non-linear, or sometimes just completely backwards. All my writing in parenthesis will be done after the initial documentation of the dream and will be there just to better clarify what was written. I'm not trying to create great stories and be grammatically correct in my dream documentation as a lot of my dreams are in non-earth languages and so difficult in the first place to process. Nevertheless, welcome to my dreams)
I went and I died and time was very different. I got an introduction to just how things work on the other side. It's beautiful the way it's done, and its constantly there for anyone who wants to go. Simple prerequisite is having to leave the body. This can be done in a myriad of fashions. Tonight's method was death jumping.
Upon dying, or at least allowing my body to die, I was able to step into it and it was free out there. I was able to jump into other bodies that I could choose for myself although I had no need for (my) seraphim (construct) at that point. I'd imagine it could come in handy sometimes.
I was able to go back to my body or just be light (although my body at that point was a light body, I was able to travel as an individual photon very rapidly if I wanted). It's all inside us all. I want to show others... But need to learn more first.
I was able to see my family (after I died, they were mourning their loss of me in their fashion) and even bring them pizza (I heard one of the members of my family say they wanted my favorite pizza so I manifested into a body outside their house with a pizza in hand, rang the doorbell, and gave it to them).
Then I ended up searching for demons out there (in the dead/astral space) but only found succubus (who happened to have no mal-intent so I left them be, despite them ravaging a friend who came with in search for the demons). That's all right though, they seemed friendly enough. I ended (finding my own space and) drawing, thinking back to here (Earth) about the story I have yet to write.
In all things. Selah. I love Yall
One of the first things I did (upon reaching a purgatory-esque area with plenty of bureaucratic employees facilitating all the death transitions) was show perspective alteration to one of the workers up there. It was awesome (she was initially trying to show me that I could alter the space by altering my perspective, something I've done in my lucid dreaming for some time now and so when I showed her what I could do, she was quite impressed by the reality manipulation). Just a p.s.
(There was also a long period of time in which I was getting used to my new light body and went on a collaborative adventure with others in that space, but I didn't write the details, although it remains fairly clear due to the level of lucidity through the process.
Also, I remember my death in the dream leading to the above dream. I was driving in a car and knew a bomb was being dropped, and instead of trying to avoid it, I let my body die, and made the transition into the purgatory-esque world.)