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    1. Tall Sporadic Lemur Monster & Searching for the Man in the Red Shirt

      by , 03-22-2014 at 01:19 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      21.03.2014
      Tall Sporadic Lemur Monster & Searching for the Man in the Red Shirt (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Things start out in a spectator point of view, and I eventually shift into a third person view of myself. I’m walking, being able to feel the soles of the shoes every now and then, and then focusing on my torso region for a bit. There’s several dream characters walking with me, and one I can’t really recall decently enough, but with the other two DCs, I presumed she was a female.

      One was a small chimp or monkey in a 3D cartoon style composition. It had a fairly odd head shape, and the anatomy of it definitely correlated to a cartoon-ish look. It has light brown fur, and a milky caramel color for its face, hands, and feet. I had a feeling this little guy was going to be very crucial for whatever it is we’re going to do.

      Then there’s the next DC that’s very tall, and looks like a lemur with white fur, a dark blue face, hands, and feet. It looks like it wants to murder me anytime it feels like it, and the worst part is that it keeps following behind me. Apparently, if the lemur, that was probably 10 feet or more tall, wanted to cause harm on me, the little guy would hum some kind of tune, or use some form of communication to calm it down.

      I had to deal with this cycle of what felt like every 15-20 minutes in waking life. Thankfully, the little guy knew how to protect me. The other dream character that I couldn’t see was most likely female, and maybe a dream character that resembled Natti in waking life. I’m presuming this because another dream where I was with her and a lemur, it seemed as if I was looking at her point of view, and seeing myself through her, just like how it was the same occasionally in this dream.

      I have a feeling that we were communicating, but I put off recalling this dream for most of the day that I can’t recall anything except for the fact that we’re searching for an individual. This individual apparently would be wearing a red dress shirt of some sort, and over time, I had a feeling that he looked a lot like Dickson from Xenoblade Chronicles:






      There were a few regions on his visage that were a bit different from Dickson, but overall, he looked the same. For his outfit, he was probably wearing a red version of the picture above along with a dark gray version of the white jeans he wore as well.

      The dream environments looks fairly barren, and the closest connection for it would be akin to the environment of Gerudo Valley from Ocarina of Time:






      Except, it was a lot more detailed, and less blocky. It wasn’t the exact replica of the environment, but there were moments in the dream like walking through mini-wooden bridges, and small cave entrances here and there similar to it.

      Now, for some reason, we didn’t want him to know that we were following him, and I had to resort to stopping time in order to see where he could possibly. This seems to be the first time I resorted to manipulating time in a dream, and actually being able to pull it off as if it’s second nature to me. The dream atmosphere turns into a Sepia overlay fluctuating with a light brown overlay as well. I can feel my dream body waving left and right like water for a bit before being able to stabilize myself in the stillness of everything and everyone else.

      At this point, all I was fixated on was walking a linear path, and getting a feeling that I’m getting closer and closer to this man in the red dress shirt that. It seems this guy is still able to walk, but very, very, very slowly, and I quickly turn back the moment I find him. I’m not sure if I communicated with the DC that was actually a human, but it didn’t seem like it would matter at all.

      At some point in this dream, the lemur monster seemed pretty close from inflicting damage to me, and the little guy managed to save me in the nick of time again. I’m really not sure why this lemur is being sporadic, and it seems to have a contrasting demeanor to the more reserved and calm female type I saw a few weeks ago.

      The direction of the dream starts getting blurry, and I can only recall a few patches here and there. I recall being inside a building, seeing the man in the red shirt preparing to enter a large cave, and then some random DC suggesting something to me in what seems to be some kind of gym.




      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    2. Eating Cake with DeadDollKitty & Shoulder Workout of Death with the Grim Reaper, Brushing My Teeth

      by , 07-06-2013 at 10:53 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      06.07.2013
      Eating Cake with DeadDollKitty & Shoulder Workout of Death with the Grim Reaper (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I expected to have shorter dream recall than usual, but it seems even when I'm not even trying to recall my dreams to the best of my abilities with WBTB and such, I guess being over-analytical of things in life helps a lot in dreams. Guess that's a good thing, seeing how I'm getting better with hypnosis, and because I haven't made a hypnosis script to just have better recall with my dreams, these are just mini-novels compared to what I can potentially do with hypnosis.

      It's truly amazing, and I'm always finding more ways to apply hypnosis to create triggers for other sensations unconsciously. It's unfortunate that some people never marvel or even want to revel in the thought of seeing hypnosis in a completely different way beyond their spectrum of misconceptions behind it. Anyway...


      I'm with a dream character that has a mix of looking like DeadDollKitty and probably the Angela Varona that had the ABC interview of how she became an Internet sex symbol. One part of me wanted to believe that this dream character was more like DDK though, so I decided to just go with that instead. Seems we became close friends somehow, seeing how she asked me if we wanted to work out in the gym.

      We're both outside, and it looks like it rained recently or it felt like it was going to rain. It mostly felt like the first presumption, seeing how the concrete below us was saturated with a darker gray color that's very wet as we're walking together. The grass to the right of us looked pretty wet itself, even though I didn't bother looking for mud-holes or anything where the soil is. You know how you can get the feeling that the grass is wet or not before you actually step into it? That you can notice the difference even if the area you're at is completely new to you and you didn't have a mental map of it in advance? That's exactly how it felt, and even though the analysis of just being aware of the grass itself would be trivial and petty, it felt pretty interesting for me to recall something like that, or to even be aware of that in the dream.

      The sky around us, it had a calm and relaxing atmosphere around us, and is mostly a medium tone gray color with blue thrown in to make it less monotone and dull. I can recall some white specks here and there as well, and it felt like the sun within the dream wasn't going to show up at all. All of this was processed within a few seconds, seeing how most of my attention at the moment was on the dream character replica of DeadDollKitty,

      DDK, she had a completely different vibe to her, at least how I interpreted her on chat when she comes on rarely. She didn't seem as cheerful in this dream, or at least even wanting to be gregarious with me. It was a weird persona this dream character was expressing to me, she wanted me to follow her, and I kept up at a reasonable pace. It's almost as if she became stoic and combined with her body gesture of showing that she wants to walk faster to whatever location we're going so that I would just follow her and not get myself saturated on trying to analyze her persona too much.

      She didn't seem to show any signs of lacking interest in me having company with her, it seemed something was heavily going on within her head. You know how you can tell a person essentially goes into a trance with themselves when speculating about something and still manages to walk just fine to their destination? It felt like something bad was going to happen within her mind, and because I couldn't really go into her mind so easily and was more disheartened by her slight depression, it just made things seem much worse than they should be.

      It got to the point where I had to know what it was she was thinking within her mind, what exactly was she thinking at that time? She gave off an impression that she was calm, collected, and at ease and yet it's as if her body language was telling me that she either wanted to find solace in some way but was too distracted with anxiety to hopefully come to terms with me and talk things out. She's wearing a black leather jacket of some kind that extends down to upper waist region, and she's wearing a white blouse underneath, the type of blouse that has folded sections and then wrapped with a strap in the middle.

      The top of the blouse has nice spacing that makes her breasts the center of attention with how the black leather jacket makes a huge contrast for her Apricot colored skin. Although, with the hue this atmosphere outside in the dream gives, her skin is a bit more pale than usual, being a little bluer, as if the reflection from the sky truly made an impact in how I conceptualized her changing skin tone later on in the dream.

      Her hair is dark brown, smooth, silky, and almost feels as if it was attached to her hair, it was too perfect in fact. Then she had long tight leather pants, or maybe even in the category of being between latex and leather. My recall of her pants in particular is kind of patchy, but I think that on the outer regions of her ankles, there were a few rectangular holes on the tight black leather-latex pants she wore that were aligned horizontally. Combine that with her black Motorcycle Biker Slouch Double Buckle Mid Calf flat boots (that had a top that was mid-way in reaching her knee), she was the classic biker chick.

      That impression alone with her outfit, and her seemingly being in a hypnotic state of being with possibly speculating about things going on in her life that she probably felt she didn't have control over only added on to my curiosity for her. We continue walking in a moderately fast pace of walking, and whatever our destination ended up being, all I could recall for this moment while walking with her is blurry batches of green, gray, red, blue, violet, and a small streaks of yellow.

      I believe the DeadDollKity dream character informed me that we're going to the gym to workout together, but with the clothes she was wearing, and what I was wearing, it felt kind of odd going to the gym. What I wore exactly is hard to recall, at most, I was probably having a similar vibe with the persona she had as this biker chick. I remember wearing a black shirt, black belt, and a black dress pants that had smooth creases along with black lace less shoes most likely, or just regular black biker men boots.

      So maybe based from the clothes we were wearing, we came off a motorcycle or something, seeing how we found ourselves still moving reasonably fast as we're walking. The sensation was like this, you know how you walk or run on a treadmill for a good bit, and then when you come off and go on a different surface, you notice your mind still has the predisposition that you're still engaged with using the treadmill? That your legs are still slightly vibrating and you feel the very same ground you're now on moving a bit?



      Of course, I'm not trying to make mind vs. body with skewed dualism, but hopefully you'll get the idea of how it felt. Also, another thing that I noticed with the DeadDollKitty dream character is how she had her whole left arm down vertically while she uses her right arm to make an L-shape across her stomach to hold onto the elbow of her left arm. It didn't come as a realization in the dream, but maybe she was hurt in some way, seeing how with her fast pace of walking, she probably wanted to find help right away.

      The dream shifts, or my dream recall of what happened before we reached our destination occurs. We're now in a building that is pretty interesting in its composition. It seems that it's always changing, or maybe it's due to my growing awareness of the surroundings that makes it interesting.

      DeadDollKitty had a completely different vibe to her, her countenance was alluring, it was impossible for me NOT to gravitate towards her visage frequently as I tried to socialize a bit with the dream characters within the building. I ended up making smooth by quick jerks to gaze at her visage a bit more while being occupied and confused on what to do next in this building.

      I expected that we were going to work out, but that didn't seem to be the case. What was now a dark environment within a building was now filled with lighting and the realism of the dream was augmenting, but it still left that subtle hint that this all was a fantasy.

      I could say that I was lucid in this dream, but it's one of those dreams where you don't even care about your level of lucidity, you just let it happen. You just let yourself become confused by the dream logic, of how the very same girl I was walking with that had this persona of feeling rushed, desperate to find support to heal her presumably injured arm into someone who comes down-to-earth, relaxed, and care-free.

      The dream characters started to come together, and I had a sense that we would all end up eating together. I noticed long tables facing horizontally in my direction (as you're looking into the screen), and I can hear a few food carts rolling in. I get an automatic thought that it was going to be dessert coming in, but that could be DeadDollKitty along with the random set of dream character's chattering in the background of looking forward to eating cake.

      For a moment, I found myself in a trance just like DeadDollKitty was when we were walking towards this destination. I found myself easily embracing my confusion and how I unconsciously built predispositions to prepare myself of being gregarious with the dream characters.

      You know how we tend to have less conscious critical awareness of our actions and let them ebb and flow? And how we tend to be more suggestive and in agreement with others once we eased ourselves in their perception of looking at us? It's almost as if that despite of the fact that I was only fixated on DeadDollKitty's existence in the dream, even with my peripheral vision, the dream characters surrounding me had an augmenting aura of trying to reach out to me.

      Because of this, because I can feel how they're naturally kind and sociable to me, my body becomes loose, I noticed my muscles becoming loose, my whole posture in general was relaxed and prepared to just get into the experience. I think I recall an elderly female touching my shoulder. Just one touch and I started to expand my 360 vision within the dream and noticed she had glasses on and a slightly buzzed short hair style.

      The type where the ends are curly, loose, and in all directions. Her visage had small variations of creases, but they weren't that bothering to see. Her outfit in general consisted of a slightly diluted swamp green mixed with brown colored dress jacket and dress pants. I believe she wore a dark red shirt as well, and her skin tone was surprisingly full of life with its apricot-like hue.

      I believe her touching my right shoulder was for me to unconsciously receive that as a cue to feel free to find a seat.
      So as I find myself realizing my conscious critical awareness in this dream, and the lucidity that naturally finds its way into my schema of this dream, I paused for a moment and looked around and everything seems to been made in a nice and fit package of just one of many things I think anyone would want in a dream.

      Unconditional love.

      And I started embracing the unconditional love and genuine nature of the dream characters that were enjoying each others' company and my company as well. They welcomed me with open arms, but they didn't need to express that directly. Their body language, their tonalities, the aura they gave out of having something within them forming into some kind of phantom hand pouring out its positivity and slowly trickling its fingers on my body.

      I decided to take a random seat, and realized I'm not sitting near DeadDollKitty, the same person I was so attached to just a few moments ago was now considered someone equal to me. Her visage, her beauty, her youthful composition was just as equal as the elderly woman that touched my shoulder a few moments ago as well. But I still paid more attention to DeadDollKitty, mostly because I still held my attraction of her just a bit more.


      I noticed for a fleeting moment, a moment that intensified as my awareness augmented, she was exhuming more confidence towards me. Her visage was flirting at me, practically just waiting for me as she folds her arms and raises her eyebrow at me in curiosity. It's almost as if this time, she's probably wondering what was on my mind just like I had the same curiosity before when she was talking in hypnotic gesture.

      She's wearing a white sweater, only making myself having more presumptions of how she's sustaining her down-to-earth demeanor towards me and everyone else in the dream. For that moment, we both had the type of sentience and sapience where all that really matters was that we were going through this mental dance of teasing each other by distracting our awareness of ourselves with the other dream characters, and them coming back to just us paying attention to our awareness again.

      I wanted to get closer to her, but our distance didn't really matter, I already felt her aura surrounding me even when she's just there patiently waiting for me to make a move to sit next to her. For a moment, the dream characters were seemingly non-existent, and her existence continued to become more lively. I started to look into her eyes a bit more, couldn't make a good distinction of the color, but I'm presuming it's between hazel, brown, or just pure green. I guess when her more saturated colored brown hair, green eyes would be more appealing to make her brighter.

      Her cheeks were defined on the outer regions of her face, it was weird, it was fluctuating between being defined and not as apparent to me. You know how in video games where if you're close up to a character, you can see the sharpness of their whole body composition while the people in the background are literally just blobs and blurs? And this isn't just talking about our peripheral vision, it's when the developers create this system to imply peripheral vision for the character in the game viewing this.

      It was exactly like that. My perception became a narrow tunnel, and I noticed my breathing is fluctuating as well. Mixing in with short breaths of lust over her figure and longer breathes that wanted to ease my libido. Breathing in lust, breathing out intentions of only seeing her as a friend in the dream. Imagine for a moment that in order to conceptualize what I just experienced looking at her, you know how when you're meditating, when you have that sense of silence after all those distracting thoughts become less intimidating for you?

      When you get into a hypnotic state, or a trance of embracing the silence more? Where you start thinking unconsciously, and you're actually being aware of yourself thinking unconsciously? Where your primal instincts that you usually leave not being as developed as our more refined judgment now takes cover completely? Where we're this close from becoming animals wanting to fuck each other brains out, but then something within us restricts us from doing so?

      I started becoming the unconscious, I started diving myself into this ocean where I let my unconscious govern everything that's happening to me. Almost salivating from her figure but closing my mouth to gulp it all down. And she knows this is happening, she continues smiling at me because of it, she keeps her position, as if she suddenly was like a person that models themselves so people can draw them in an art studio.

      Then it became too much for me and I eventually came back to being consciously aware of the environment around me again. The dream characters that were blobs and blurs to me are now back again to their sharpness. DeadDollKity is still there, but with my 360 vision, she's not going to become a blur to me because I don't want her to be.

      Sadly, this is the point where the dream recall goes down to crap again.

      Losing my awareness, and not really caring that I did, the dream shifted into a completely different setting that now had a Point A to Point B to it. And it was because my emotions were the driving force in making things linear now. I'm completely out of the building where me and DeadDollKitty were looking at each other. She didn't exist anymore, the dream characters didn't exist anymore, it's just me again.

      Then I started to get unconscious responses that the same DeadDollKitty character wanted to do a shoulder workout with me in the gym. I found my unconscious creating another model of her, only this time in a white sports tank top and very short blue shorts. She starts stretching her arms out, and it's just too much for me. As she's stretching, it's as if I'm purposefully finding my unconscious focusing on her breasts popping out more. Then she starts stretching her legs.


      I shake my head, and she continues to say that we should meet at the gym again. Things started to become in-cohesive, and as I'm LITERALLY letting my emotions control my actions, I go into a "hands-off" approach to let things happen. I arrive at my destination, but it's clearly not a gym. More like going into an abandoned shed with a yellow light lamp above me conveniently (sarcasm) placed in front of me while the darkness is so apparent that something bad is going to happen.

      And I knew something bad was going to happen, but again, I'm in a "hand-off" control in this dream.
      I noticed I was taking form of a female, one that resembles Ada, specifically the Resident Evil 4 version of her. I possessed her body for a moment with ease, and as I'm doing this, I can feel those tingly sensations and vibrations as I mold my consciousness into her form.

      It was as like a stinging sensation, but it was completely pleasant to experience.
      I go back into caring less about the lucidity and seeing what Ada would do in this situation. I was in her body (of course I know it's an implication), and she quickly dodges some elderly man that was trying to stab her in the chest. He's wearing skin tight blue gloves, is bald, wearing circular glasses, and just suddenly became the enemy of this dream. He was in the process of wearing a blue grim reaper mask as he tries to stab Ada.

      There were many moments where Ada was going to die, very, very, very close moments where just an inch off with the reflexes, and good bye to her dream body (unless I wanted to just bring it back to life). The old man becomes more irritated with her just moving too fast for him, and from there,
      I can't remember much after that.

      The only thing that comes to mind as I'm fading away from the dream is seeing the back of Ada's body.


      06.07.2013
      Brushing My Teeth (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      So after the dream above, I woke up, had a false awakening basically. I was so into the thought of posting the dream eventually, and everything looked real to me. The sink, the toothbrush, everything, and then I think I went back to sleep.

      Lol, missed a chance for lucidity, but oh well.

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      Updated 07-06-2013 at 11:00 PM by 47756

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    3. Gym Running

      by , 02-02-2013 at 09:39 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      02.02.2013
      Gym Running (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I only remember running around inside of a gym with dream characters that resemble a few people in my Kinesiology class. The flooring resembled a basketball wood polish texture, and the walls were either a dark brown or gray color.

      I saw my Kinesiology instructor as well, and he's busy timing everyone by looking at his stop watch. He was wearing a white sports shirt and I believe a gray sports short pants.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. Dreamprofesser?

      by , 06-17-2012 at 07:21 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      06.17.2012
      Dreamprofesser? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID





      Wait....did I.....nahh....but...maybe my recall is a little skewed, we'll see how this plays out.

      I took a nap like an hour or two ago, can't really remember, but I had a few weird dream I guess. I'll just combine all those frags together since it was a nap.

      Things start out in a bus, kind of like those Greyhound buses with the containers for storing small suitcases and stuff above the seats. There's this guy who is muscular, wearing a gray/white shirt, and looks like one of those gym instructors at that place I workout in waking life resting his arms on top of the seat he has his knees on in front of me.

      It didn't feel awkward until he started to sweat a little bit on me, so I turned my legs to the side instead of having them in synch with the direction of my torso. And it seems he can barely fit in the bus too, he's so tall, he has to duck his head when his sitting down, but I guess that's because he had his knees on the seat instead of actually sitting down.

      He gets up, thank god, and says,

      "I need to take a shower." I passively accepted that as something he would do later, but he's getting up to go to the back, and he opens some containers on the left side, and they have water in them.

      Lol, don't tell me you're going to try and fit yourself in there and take a shower....

      This guy is actually going to do it! He's carefully opening one container at a time, and then goes to the back of them to drain out whatever is left, and I think I helped out for some odd reason. As I'm draining the water out, I swear it went from transparent to a dark pink-ish type of color. I make sure I wash the container properly with some soap.

      It took a while for me to get the soap out with some running water because the sink was full of plates and I didn't want to container to come in contact with them. The container was basically a square that was cut diagonally. I think people wanted me to hurry up and finish washing the container, but they didn't say to me directly, I could just tell by their expressions that I'm spending way too much time on this.

      The dream shifts, and I believe I'm in the gym with my mother, lol, how does that work out? So much for reality checks.

      Anyway, my mother has her workout clothes on for a few minutes, and then suddenly she comes back again with regular clothes. She tells me she can't go on the treadmill, and as we're walking to the set of treadmills, she pointed at one that some lady just got off from.

      I tried to make her shift her hand somewhere else so that lady wouldn't think we're talking about her, but meh, seems the lady was clueless anyway.

      Apparently, the gym is set outdoors, and it rained a few minutes ago I bet, so that made all the gym equipment icky and stuff. Makes sense to not go on the treadmill, especially with all those people's hands on the bars of it, and the surface being wet as well.

      We get out of the area of the weird outdoors gym,
      (I swear that should've been another reality check lol.....who invests in expensive gym equipment and puts it outside for it to get damaged?)

      You know.....I guess it's time with each reality check, instead of asking if I'm dreaming, I should really be analytical of things, maybe that might help things a bit. I tried avoiding being too thoughtful about these things, but I guess it's time I do it again, especially since I want to find a certain someone again.....

      Okay, back to the dream, yeah, by this time, I believe me and my mother go our separate ways. I go to some random alley, and it's still daytime, but the gray clouds make it look like it's close to night or something. I see two black men, one a cop, and one I can't tell at the moment because of the angle I'm looking down at is a bit awkward.

      The cop is helping the guy carry some books, and since I was on top, I accidently walked on these pile of books, but I quickly get off. Seems I didn't affect anything, so I keep walking a bit until I hear one of them say something about people being able to donate any books they have for what seems to be a mini-library that is being set up near the alley.

      Hm...........I decided I should give a book for the cause, and the title had a "Pt. 2" to it, so I wonder where was Part 1 lol, but I just put it in the pile of books they were going to carry in. I go down, and I finally see the black man other than the black cop.

      He's wearing glasses.....


      He's smiling, he's wearing a dress shirt and some fancy dark pants as well. I didn't click for me as yet on who this could be though...I told him that I gave them a book, and I think I said the title as well when he asks me what it was.

      Then to add on to what I said, I believe I started to sing a short phrase related to the nature of the book. It just came out, just like that, don't know how I even concieved the thought, but hey, the guy digged it, so I guess it's wasn't too bad.

      The dream shifts again, and this time, I brought my mother to the same alley that I was in. We're back on the top of the alley, and since the pile of books were removed, I figured I should help bring my mother down through this gap.

      I take my time to get her prepared to drop, and when I do, she immediately collapses.

      Are you kidding me....oh god......what the hell do I do now?!?!?!?!?

      I jump into the gap, and it realized it's a bit deeper than it was before. I could've sworn that same gap was a least 5 feet deep, and that's enough for anyone to land safely.

      Felt like this time, it was 15-20 feet deep. Ugh.

      I panic a little, but I calm down, and I rush to the door where the books were going into, and I'm ignoring the same man at the time because I'm really worried about what's going to happen to my mother.

      I'm trying to find a phone, so I can call my mother....LOL, what logic is that Link??!?!? She's unconscious, and you want to call her in hopes that she hears the ringtone?

      GOD, I'm am so STUPID!!!!

      I even picked up a small cracker, and tried to dial in the little bumps on it, I was saturated with the thought of worrying that something bad will happen to her that I didn't even realize I'm fucking using a cracker to dial numbers....


      LOL.

      I'm sure the guy inside was just watching me, probably even mentally facepalming himself at the horrible skill I'm exhibiting right now. I open the door to check the status of my mother, and my vision of things right at that moment is blurred. I see a figure slowly get up, and immediately, I knew it was my mother.

      I rushed to her and asked if she was okay.

      While I was trying to explain, I was speaking at 300,000,000,000,000 words a second, so she looks at me weirdly, and then I started to slow down a bit and talk coherently.

      I told her I was trying to call her to see if she wakes up (stupid Link...STUPID STUPID!) and all sorts of explanations.

      And the same guy who was inside? I'm pretty sure that was dreamprofesser...but since I was so occupied with doing a horrible job of trying to get my mother conscious again, I couldn't take the time to absorb all the features of the man's visage.

      But the glasses alone, it could've been him.


      Some nap that was!



    5. Throw the Gum Away, Running Up Stairs, 2 Men & 1 Woman, Eva? Anyone???

      by , 05-04-2012 at 01:36 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      05.04.2012
      Throw the gum away (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm sitting in class, and it's almost time to leave, I can just feel it.

      I was doing some project with some people I can't remember, but apparently, people were waiting for me to be able to be dismissed. It took me a while, but everyone started to shift their attention towards me.

      I look at them have that "Okaaaaaay" face on me, I get up, and I think I was chewing gum.

      Guess the teacher wanted me to spit it out for whatever odd reason that prevented us from being dismissed. I wanted to be a hero and throw the gum in the trash can, but I miss, like I always freaking do, and did the walk of shame.

      I heard some voices going, "Nooope" "ahhh ahhh!" "awww" when I was going to shoot the gum in the basket.

      I go back to sit down, and that's all I remember.
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      05.04.2012
      Running up Stairs (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I believe I was with a group of people, and one of them was summoning trees to grow larger or something, and then the dream shifts.

      I was in a house, don't know who it is, but it has a lot of small sets of stairs going up to the attic. I was going up pretty fast, probably even skipping a whole set, and turning to the other sets until I'm finally up to an attic.

      I see those same trees that were extended, and they were weird looking trees, they looked more like zoomed in versions of flowers.

      There's this random tree-house attached inside the house, and it extended to the outside. What I mean is that if you decided to go inside of it, it would be in midair, but supported by the house itself.

      It looked unstable, since I tested it but tapping my foot near the floor, and there was some creaking sounds....definitely not going to an unstable tree house outside of an attic.

      Oh, and apparently, mooseantlers (DV member) built the tree-house because a message came up as a chat bubble saying,

      "Mooseantlers built this."

      After that, I can't remember anything else.
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      05.04.2012
      Two Men & One Woman (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This felt like a middle school dream or something of the sort, maybe a High school one. I was sitting down near the bleachers in the gym, and I was sitting next to a blonde girl.

      Someone was complaining why we need to eat stuff, well duh, to survive...right?!?!?

      Anyway, I was holding an object in my hand, but can't remember what exactly. The girl I was sitting next to, the blonde, she basically smelled me without making it apparent she was smelling me.

      She was disgusted by it, and shifted to the left a little bit. I ignored her to pretend like nothing happen, and to save embarrassment if other people looked at her and saw that she moved away from me.

      There was some guy sitting one level on the bottom of me, and he was telling me what's up, and how it's been a long time or something like that, but I ignored him. I saw him make the face that said, "Oooh okay, guess I'm not cool or anything." but I didn't care too much.

      I believe she was wearing a white dress shirt, blue jeans, and based on my peripheral vision, she probably had freckles as well. The instructor/teacher requested everyone to arrange themselves to where there would be one female and two males for a group.

      She said that,

      "It would be best to have it with two males and one females, because having a female in it will give more attention to you all" or something like that.

      There was this new girl sitting next to me, and based on my peripheral vision, she looked like she resembled a Biochemistry classmate I had this semester. I forgot her name in waking life though, and she was Hispanic as well.

      She wore a black sports jacket with white stripes along the sides of her arms, and had a red shirt underneath it. I believe she was wearing long black sports pants as well. There was another guy with us, but I didn't care too much about him, he was sitting left of her.

      After a while, I think the dream starts to fade, and this is probably one of those dreams where I get closer and closer to finally getting a CANWILD technique done.
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      05.04.2012
      Eva? Anyone??? (DEILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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      Okay, so......IT WORKED IT WORKED, now to just keep up with the technique. I set my alarm on the computer to wake me up after four hours of sleep instead of the usual 5-6 that I tried this week.

      I told myself that when I hear the alarm, I would wake up, keep my eyes, closed, and remain still. Worked like a charm! In fact, I woke up from a dream naturally, kept my eyes closed.

      I presumed that since I woke up, it was probably a few minutes before the actual alarm set off. So I told myself in this void state from coming out of a dream that I would still keep my eyes closed and remain still, and it works!

      So the CANWILD tech, although I came out of a dream naturally, I was able to listen to the alarm passively. Once I heard it, started getting ready to get into the dream state.

      After maybe 10-20 seconds of being still, started to feel this fuzzy feeling around my head and neck region, but I kept calm, with my eyes slightly open, but I closed them shut, and then I realize it's my dream eyes.

      But to make sure I wasn't opening my real one, I closed them and imagine what the room would look like.

      My dream eyes opened naturally. I was laying on my left side in the bed, and when I was looking inside of the room, the walls were white, and it definitely was NOT my apartment this time.

      I think it was either me in someone's house, or maybe this is just a new setting my mind wanted me to explore a little bit. I do a nose plug reality check, and from that point on, I focused on stabilizing the dream.

      Stabilization was my main objective, along with trying to summon Eva, of course.

      Anyway, the same bedroom I'm in, it had stickers all over the walls. I couldn't tell exactly what they represented, but I know there was this dim light blue light radiating from the bottom somewhere, probably to serve as a nightlight for whoever house this is.

      I open the door, and slowly walked out to the living room. The flooring has a wooden shine to it I believe, and it's fairly empty, but everything is pretty vivid in this dream. I turn on the lights, because there were a lot of doors arranged in this dream, and I was a little fearful that something random might pop up.

      I kept holding my nose and breathing through it to remind myself that I'm dreaming, since the place would be an environment that I would take for granted and become non-lucid or something. There was some temptation to roll my eyes, which has a nasty tendency to wake me up, but I suppressed the urge, and still kept myself in the dream.

      I'm walking around the living room, and there's a light lamp shining from above, while all the other areas such as the kitchen and dining room were left in the darkness.

      I decided to summon a T.V., didn't expect it to work but, it did! An HD widescreen T.V. showed up, and it was gray on the external layers on it.

      Wow.....that's amazing, summoning something simple as a T.V. was a challenge for me. I think I either turned on the T.V., or listened to another one in the house.

      A commercial was playing, or some clip of a random movie, but I never seen anything like it, so I guess it's just a collaborated event going on. There's this blonde female in the shower, and there's two men in it I believe.

      Don't think it's porn scene, lol. Anyway, she looked like she was afraid of something, and walked over quickly to the strong and muscular guy for protection. It was kind of short, the clip that is, and I focused my attention back to myself.

      I even rubbed my hands slowly as well, finally getting a sense of what it's like to feel my dream hands. Things shift from third person to first person perspective for me a few times, and I believe that's what caused me to get the dream stabilized, since in most of my non-lucids, it's mostly third perspective.

      So I guess I just need to get used to being in first person perspective in these lucids now, will help tremendously.

      Anyway, I figured that since I'm stabilized in this dream long enough, even though I should've stabilized some more, I decided that since I summoned the HD T.V. in front of me, I said,

      "Eva!" and waiting for someone to appear, but nothing. I mean, I knew that it might've taken a while, and that I should've been patient, but since that didn't work out, I decides to say,

      "My previous dream guides!"

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      Nothing lol.

      I was sitting on a small soft chair meant for one person to sit on, and I think I had one of my legs over the other.

      Disappointed, I get back up again, and then the dream starts to fade, and I think it's because I was starting to see myself in third-person perspective.

      Anyway, glad I got a lucid from autosuggestion and setting the alarm after 4 hours of sleep for the successful DEILD, so even though I didn't do the CANWILD like I thought I would do, I still did it because I told myself that I would be aware of the alarm, and remained still and keep my eyes closed.

      Updated 05-04-2012 at 02:53 PM by 47756

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