Recent DJ Posts

1. I was in school, in class talking to my friend Jacob. We had been talking about his game with girls and I was telling him how to step it up because he had no game at all. I told him that he had already ruined his chances with this one girl that he was going for, and he got really mad at me. I was only being honest though, because he never even talked to the girl. Suddenly, Morgan, a hot blonde in our class, came over to us and joined our conversation.
She seconded everything that I said and gave Jacob some advice. It seemed like we were talking for a good 5 minutes or so. As we finished talking, the bell for class to end rang. I walked out of class and for some reason I walked to the first floor of my school and walked out the back exit as if school were over even though English class is only my 1st class of the day. As I walked outside I immediately noticed that it was raining really hard. The sky was filled with dark clouds and there was even lightening. Luckily, I was wearing my Zumiez Empyre jacket with aurora borealis print on it, so I just threw my hood over my head and walked in the rain.
Ahead of me I saw my entire crew sitting on the bleachers next to the football field. It was literally my entire crew, so at least 25 guys were all chilling. I walk over to them in the pouring rain, and they say they are about to watch a game. Wtf? Watch a game in this weather? I figure I would just chill with them anyways since I had no where else to go at the moment. I walk around the rows of bleachers looking for my main crew of my friends Patrick, Trey, Dylan, and Alex. Soon I find them and they are sitting down in the middle of the bleachers. I sit down on the left side of my friend Dylan and we chill.

I find myself running through an underground tunnel. I must be recovering from amnesia. I pull up my HUD. A map of the area floats in front of me, and my target. I am on the astral plane. I hear a boy screaming in terror and pain. I don't remember my name or who I am, all I can feel is pure rage as I sprint down the tunnel toward the scream. I shift through a rusty door, and the scene turns my stomach. A hairy fat man is raping a young boy. I wrap my arm around the man's throat, and yank him back. He coughs and chokes, stumbling backwards. The boy runs away. I plunge my Psi-dagger into his right kidney, and his astral body twitches, and ectoplasm leaks out of the wound. I drop the man to the floor, and cleanse my blade with violet flame.
The man's physical body has a grand mal seizure. I see his spirit float up out of his body. I slice it in two with my Infernal Sword, and his soul screams in pain and agony. I cast each half into different dimensions. An alarm goes off. Men in uniforms run in the room.
"Oh my God, the Admiral had a heart attack."
Then, the see the boy's bloody clothes. "What the fuck?"
I spit on the dead body, and teleport back to the Black Pyramid.

Bits & Bobs from last two nights.....

1) My pal texted me with a list of birds he had seen round Forfar Loch. Bit of gap then I was at his hoose. He said 'I kent ye'd be here in nae time!' I looked at his list , there were about 40 species, including at least 6 species of Eagle... (no eagles in Forfar) I didn't have the heart to tell him he was a blether. There was another species (I forget) which I pulled him up on as it was out of season....

2) My wife telling me I needed insoles for my shoes...

3) Looking at Long tailed Tits and thinking they weren't quite right (no wonder, they were soft toys!!)

Morning of December 21, 2014. Sunday.

Dream #: 17,534-03. Reading time: 1 min 18 sec. Readability score: 75.



My family and I are living in a composite location that northerly features the houses on Barolin Street. However, the house that was next door to us at a different address (Stadcor) is one additional lot over. The directional orientation is mostly that of Barolin Street. There is no definition of the southerly direction.

I am unsure who is living next-door to the north. It may be a group of younger males, perhaps at least three TAFE students. (There is no backstory to my dream.) I watch one man go through their backyard and into their house. Loud annoying music plays. There is a point where I look over, but then look away after seemingly gazing a long time, because I eventually realize that I can see into their house through their front screen door, as it is facing toward our house, and I do not want to be seen as spying regardless of their behavior. However, all I see inside are a few empty chairs facing our house. I think about how the music is louder with all their doors open.

I go to the front porch of our house and confront one of them about their loud music, which I can feel through our floor and walls. However, at the same time, the boy from the house on the other side (who had lived next door to us in Brisbane in reality and fought with his mother a lot) had been screaming at the top of his lungs because of also being annoyed by the loud music. The boy comes to the front of their house, continuing to yell about the music. Between my complaining and the boy’s continuous screaming, the males in the middle house soon give up and turn their music down to where I cannot hear it at all. At times, I can still hear the boy yelling in the backyard while playing a game with at least two friends.

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ii drempt i was inn bak seat of the car with a giirl who had crystal blue eyes. i really wanted her but she rejected me and went for shannon instead.

First I was at my house, about 5 in the morning getting ready as I normally do, getting ready for a trivia crack tournament, and I'm about ready to shower when the door is all screwed up, I ask for some help with it and my friend who comes over to help rips the door of the hinges and he said he was "sabotaging" me and he left and joined our rival team. Later, the rest of us go off and we arrive at the tournament place, which looks like a school gym, except the bleachers go all the way around and its square shaped rather than rectangular, and the bleachers are odd, with different colors, being large cubes, and having symbols like X and O on them, and lights. A lot of people were there, but it turned out that the tournament wasnt going to happen until a few more hours, so we all left back to my house. At my house we just chatted for a while, screwing around.
I remember at some point needing to use the bathroom, I go in there and it's like a public restroom, and it's HUGE. There are stall walls but they're very tiny and you can see over and under them without trying to. In the back is a HUGE handicap stall, and there's a wall with a bunch of silver, rectangular urinals, stacked above each other and stuff.
Then I remember being back at my house and me and my friends want to play some video game, it swaps to like first person view in game, and we're running through a low resolution, hilly forest getting fired at by all kinds of guns and mortars, our little dudes look like master chief, and some of us go down but I make it to a spot where there's a tank and a fighter jet, I hop in the fighter jet and soar off, and I run in to some other jets and the only weapon I had were missiles that you had to aim in front of them so you could hit them while they move, because the missiles weren't heat seeking. It was hard but I managed to shoot a few down, I remember flying over mountains and forests, and we got to a spot that's a huge lake and I saw them down there as I circled around, and another plane came from behind a mountain and we nearly went underwater and I shot a few missiles, and missed, but eventually I hit him.

I also had a dream I was at winn dixie, with someone (cant remember who), and other people showed up and I remember looking for someone, and going out in the parking lot and driving.

I'm pretty sure I dreamt that I was in sleep paralysis, it sucked because it sounded like a nuclear bomb was going off in my left ear.

I'm trying to fall asleep when a cat jumped on me and started to walk on me. Oh, boy. Here we go. It goes under my covers. It's a yellow cat. Aw, how cute! It bit my hand. I start yelling at it repeatedly, "What do you want!" After a minute it started to eat my head. Fine, eat my head! What do I care! I finally realized yelling at it wouldn't work and I had to calm down and show love and compassion for it. After I did that, it disappeared, and then of all things, wait for it, a SMART PHONE appeared in my hands. I've never dreamed of a phone in any way, ever. On it is a text message from the cat. It says "A drink". Stupid cat! Some sort of game then shows up. I'm still trying to figure out what's going on. The game makes a sound like I died. Then, finally, the screen for texting came up. It wanted me to text to a fictional woman named Sally Razen. I have zero texting skill whatsoever. After a couple of seconds of figuring out what to do, I woke up.

I am disoriented. I pull up my HUD. I'm getting a ring. It's Nomad. "Virus, we have a target in range. We have a lock on him."
I am on some strange desert landscape. Mars. I breathe. This is a dream, no, I am on the astral plane. I see the Martian soil at my feet.
"He's asleep in the colony," Nomad says. He downloads me his coordinates. I type them into my holo-keyboard, and teleport to the pedophile's location.
I am in a room made of what looks like platinum. There is a sweaty fat man sleeping here. I shoot an astral tendril to his brain. What I see horrifies me. “Nomad, we have verification.”
I open a pouch on my belt, and toss three beetle robots on to him. They latch on to his pineal gland, heart, and spinal cord. Program: Terror/Fear. The beetles twitch and vibrate, and the pedophile whines in his sleep. I smell the stench of urine, and suddenly he sits up in bed, screaming. He turns and looks at me. I morph into a fiery angel, and lunge forward, slamming his head against the wall. I begin to choke him, he gags. I hear him asking, “How can an angel kill me?”
“Virus, Abort Mission, you have a literal army of spooks coming your way.”
“No, fuck them.”
“Dammit, Virus!”
Nomad opens a portal on the side of me, and the spooks open one behind me and yank me through. I feel pain in my head, then black out. I awake strapped to a table. I try to teleport out. I can’t.
“We have ways of trapping your astral body, Mr. Virus. You thought it not possible? And now, witness.”
I am in a large white room, like a medical room for students to look down and watch a surgery. The spook clacks some pliers he picks up off a table. “Damn you psycho Agents! Can’t you see you are slaves?”
“You are the slave, we are the masters!” Then this man dressed as a doctor clenches down on my testicles with the pliers, and twists them. I scream in pain, I can’t block it out.
“You want to kill people in the real world through your “astral hacks” as you call them? How does it feel for your astral body to be held captive by us?” A portal opens behind the “doctor” and a hand yanks him through. Multiples portals open, and people wearing Guy Fawkes masks unload mind bullets into the Agents. They slice through my bonds with a psi blade, then we portal back the The Black Pyramid. I am taken to the Healing Room. I lie on a large bed. I feel nauseous, and pass out.

Saturday 20-Dec-14 Dream I woke from about 6am.

I was asleep. I heard a knock on my door. I called out, "Wait a minute!"

I pushed out of bed and stumbled in the dark to put my nightgown on. My ballance was good because I clambered-over my been bag (in the dark) without falling.

I opened my bedroom door and there was a man with a nice dog. He said, "I just thought I betterlet you know that I'm keeping this nice dog in my room and it don't matter if the landlady finds out and kicks me out because I'm leaving in 2 weeks".

Then I saw another 2 nice dogs in the corridor near the courtyard. I got down and hugged the silky, floppy-eared, medium sizee, very calm and friendly dog, sitting next to the man.

Next, I was dreaming about a different man with 3 baby snakes, snuggly wrapped around hiswrist and fingers. I wanted one. Next he had a large (thick) 2 or 3 foot snake (black and yellow) on his chest. I wanted it. It jumped onto my chest, turned into ashadow, fell on the floor and the snake shadow disappeared. (eod)

When I woke I went to the calendar on the back of my door. Counted 14 days and circled the 3rd of Jan 2015 to see what happens to that guest here at my boarding house. Will he get a lovely dog and move out? He has lived here almost as long as me (about 20 years.

He hasnt knocked on my door for years but I see him lots around the boarding house. A few hours ago he knocked on my door to ask if the pension comes early when its due on a holiday day. I told him yes then told him about the dream. He's not a dog person and none of the 3 dogs mean any thing to him.

Just now 10pm Sun 21/12/14 I heard for the first tim, a TV add about a lotto megga-draw to be drawn on Saturday January 3rd

Wow

I'm going to ask Our-Dreaming-Mind to give me dreams of THAT lotto mega-draw. Then I'll give that guy the filled-out coupon with my dream numbers on it. Then give him the money to play the coupon. If the numbers come-up, the winnings are exclusively his.

So now I can fall asleep till the 3rd of January with that excitement, in the pit of my stomach, wondering if my dreams will hit the target.

Yippppppppppeeeeeeeee!!!!!

This is definitely one of my longer dreams. I tried to WBTB but I was feeling slightly ill when I woke up so I didn't bother. I'm beginning to see a pattern in many of my dreams being at school or about school with my friends or about my family. Those may be some of my dream signs that I should try to pick up on. I'm also noticing that I'm starting to question the events in my dreams more, only I get an instant reply from my brain telling me that I'm not dreaming which kinda sucks. I guess it's only a matter of time until I ignore the reply and become lucid, hopefully sooner rather than later. Until then I'll keep on dreaming

Non-Lucid
Questioning
Lucid

I was in class and sitting next to my friend J. The seats were organised in a horse-shoe shape with one table in the middle. We were working on a math book, answering the questions on the first two pages. She was doing all of the work and I couldn't read anything in the book (thought I had dyslexia.) The teacher was trying to hype everyone up about the work even though it was really boring. He told us that we were in history which struck me as odd since we were doing math work but I just thought that we might be catching up. Out of nowhere two DC's carrying an injured student burst through the door and stopped right in front of me. J got up and started tending to the patient, I noticed my other friends M and S sitting on the table in the middle of the room. "Why don't you be her assistant nurse?" M asked me, "I don't have any medical skill" I told him. I decided to leave the classroom and walk around the school, I think the teacher got annoyed with me for trying to leave but I just ignored him. Once outside I noticed two kittens in on of the gardens. One of them was sleeping and the other was lying on a rock, I picked up the sleeping one and started to pet it (really cool because I actually felt the fur) which was acually quite damp so I assumed they'd lost thier mother. I found another one of my friends, L, and we took both of the kittens to find their mother. One of the teachers saw us and ordered us to put the kittens back because the mother would come back for them. I wasn't convinced and started looking for the mother on the bridge which is one of the entries to the school. I looked over the bridge into the creek and saw a red-furred creature dive between the rocks. I looked harder at the rocks which eventually melted into oil. I then loooked under my feet whewre the bridge was tranperent and saw a dead body along with some other oil covered birds. I looked back over the creek once again and the creature surfaced from the oil. I thought it was the mother of the kittens but the teacher told me it was a dog and the very cat-like looking face morphed into a dog's. (It became pretty vauge at this point but I kind of remember entering the sewage system which quickly turned a dream that I've had a couple of times.) I was with a group of people in a cave, It seemed like we were all knights and exploring the cave system to kill a witch that was hiding there. We were all wearing different coloured armour and I only knew the name of Thor (wearing black armour.) We eventually encountered the witch and promptly hacked her to pieces. Her remains combined to form a black deck of cards which would then turn into something much worse. I chopped it into two pieces, took Thor, and ran back the way I came. I vaguely heard the shouts of our comrades being dispatched as we arrived at the enterance which was now a manhole with a ladder leading to the surface. Thor climbed with ease and I began to have a lot of trouble reaching the ladder because a rubber platform was blocking my way. I heard footsteps and looked into the dark hallway to see glowing red slits between armour. I started to freak out and Thor held his hand down for me to grab before we closed the manhole. I looked around and it seemed we were on a huge castle with an army of the very thing that we were running from. They raised their bows and began firing upon us. We took cover behind the walls and stayed there for an amount of time before Thor suggested we surrneder. I wholeheartedly agree with him and we emerge from cover wiht our hands up. A group of stone men scale the walls to meet us, one looked at me and say "Your surrender is welcome, to me my servants!" The stone men merge to form a stone version witch that we had killed earlier. Once again, everything went super vivid and I saw the witch's face in such detail before I woke up.

That's a pretty long one in my opinion. It seemed like a bit of a chore to type down but I got it done and I'm excited to dream again tonight. I'll definitely try WBTB again now that I'm feeling much better. I think I'll change up my list a little bit to motivate that little bit more to become lucid again.
- Have another Lucid Dream
- Bend all 4 elements
- Tell a DC I'm dreaming and see their reaction
- Fly
- Find my Dream Guide or have them find me

Night creatures

*A nightmare in dark, overnight scenery. I recall that it's not the first nightmare placed there. I become lucid near the end.*

I am walking on foot in the pine forest at night. I was afraid of being surrounded by paranormal. I could sense the presence of something unspeakably evil. I thought I saw something behind the trees, but it was some kind of shrine made of white marble. I sensed something behind me, so I tried to run away. I found myself in the churchyard, but everything except cemetery was closed. I ran through the graveyard, on the road avoiding dead ends, and somehow entering the church. I walked upstairs, and saw someone praying to the elder werewolf god. I was surrounded by possessed dogs. I thought to myself Godmode! I grabbed two of them and threw them away. I grabbed the other two, but they bitten me really hard. I could feel the pain, but I wasn't even hurt. Eventually I threw them away, and woke up having enough of it.

Stopping the thieves

I was in a big seaside city with my classmates. We saw someone breaking into the jeweler's shop. We entered the car. I was the driver, and we drove through the wall, stopping them, but destroying the building. Police came quickly, they were mad at us for all the destruction, but since we helped them, they didn't punished us. We were invited to a party made by the jeweler, but I said I have to go, I have something to do. While going away, I heard my classmates saying Something about that one... I didn't wanted to hear it, and entered another shop. After a while went out, and met someone from school. We went on the
shore, and talked about our lives.

Dying for love

It was in post apocalyptic world. Germans won the World War Two, by using nuclear weaponry. It happened during the evening and night. I was trying to save a girl attempting to suicide, I felt that I love her. She wanted to enter the hazardous environment, where one of nuclear rockets striked. I persuaded her to stop. She wanted to jump onto the train, but I stopped her in the last moment. Then she accused me of stalking her. I entered the truck, trying to escape from a group of german officers. They shot me in the heart. I died in that cold, dark foggy night.

Fallout

The cold war ended with nuclear war. Humanity lived in the cavernous bunkers made by germans during the world war. Everyone was scavenging for food and other resources. One of my friends told me to go for resources into the western chamber 1/a. I told my group to look elsewhere, and I'll go there alone. I entered it, but suddenly the automatic doors closed, and toxic gas was going out of a pipe. I tried to open the doors, only finding another set of doors behind them. I finally got to the last one, but they were too hard to open. Then a dog put his paw through the door, stopping them from closing, and saving me. I came back to my group, with a new friend.

Morning of December 22, 2014. Monday.



I am in some sort of business building that is seemingly in the same location as the King Street boarding house was and on the second floor. I am not sure of what is going on, so I mainly just walk around. Other people, unknown, are sitting and standing in the area in a few different rooms. Apparently, we had all been involved in some sort of educational task but I do not recall what had happened before. At one point, I notice that my hair is braided on each side as well as the back, with a cluster of three feathers on each. Not knowing what else to do, I do a vocalization that is somewhat chant-like.

Although I am not singing that loudly at all, another male walks by and acknowledges it. He tells me that he is Irish American (thus not like me at all) but that my singing seems to have made him feel better and is “improving his mind” in other ways. I am not sure what to say but make a vague remark and generalization about wavelengths. We walk north down a hall to some sort of counter. Apparently everyone is leaving but only a couple people here and there are getting awards for some reason. As I slowly walk by the counter (to my left) in the line of people going out, I am told that I “did very well” (though I have no idea what the reference is to) and a male places a bronze decoration (as an award of some kind), that represents a cluster of three feathers, on the counter. Before I get much farther, I am given an additional award, which is one smaller bronze feather. I am not sure how to react but I put them in my pocket.

After leaving the building, most of us walk west down King Street, but the area is quite different. At first, it seems fairly late at night. There are sections that look like the inside of a house (even with furniture) but are inverted to be external features near the sidewalk. There is a turn off to where we are apparently going to walk north. During this time, an unknown female is worried about being accosted so she walks to my left for protection. There are other random people around that are farther away from us.

One of the males near the front of the line is talking about people with guns approaching us (from the north). At first, I think it may be some sort of military scenario, then think about a possible active gang. The male that warns us is soon shot.

Several new unknown people appear - all with pistols, the leader being a blonde female working with a dark-haired male, and we are apparently going to be forced to be guests at a “mob” wedding due to the fact that they do not have enough guests and the wedding is to be very soon. They hand out adult “bibs” that look like the front part of a white dress shirt - complete with real black buttons (but no tie). All of us are supposed to wear them and follow the others to the wedding location as we are all held at gunpoint.

After a short time, even though I am not lucid, I “remember” that I have certain abilities, primarily to manipulate the thoughts and physical movements of people. Even though the two main people with guns are bossing my group around, I soon mentally will them to turn around and shoot each other. That threat is eliminated. I then cause the others to turn back and give the members of my group time to get to a building for safety. We travel easterly into an industrial area with large warehouses and my dream begins to fade.

The sensations of altering someone else’s thoughts (as well as in causing them to move a certain way) is quite direct and physical where I actually seem to “feel” movements in the other person’s mind from a distance; the act somewhat like mentally changing the positions of tiny magnetic balls. This is the third time in a row in recent dreams where I was experiencing something related to perceived movements in the mind. It is far more defined and clearer than it had ever been in the past, though even that was rare.

Temporary opinion:

Even though I have sporadic results, skewed interests, and spotty motivations in my dreams, I feel it’s a source to keep trying to find ways to connect those experiences together. Or in other words, even if some moments may not hold much value in the life I’m living right now, I feel the more I recall them, and start seeing patterns, and hear certain things that validate why these things are happening in my dreams, it sort of gradually removes my doubting on dreams holding any learning potential.

I had a few dreams today that were blatantly obvious in how I could associate it with the present. Before, I would be left questioning why things are occurring, and it’ll probably be an up and down kind of adventure with meaning and no meaning, but that’s what makes it fun; whatever dream character I interact with, non-lucidly or lucidly, is a chance for me to test my means of apperception, i.e., taking new ideas/knowledge/experiences, and assimilating it to whatever is already in my mental repository.

It seems like the conquest to know more about myself, and how I assess myself in my life will never stop. It seems to be my source of inspiration, reflecting on things, finding ways to rise to the challenge; finding ways where I can’t control something and overcome adversities, but knowing that it’s okay; it’ll all be alright in the end, because the more I keep my center in any circumstance, dream or this reality, I can persevere and find new outlooks on things. Whether it’s finding meaning in life (e.g. existentially, psychologically), how to interact with others, how to appreciate and care about other people’s lives, it’s always there for me to tap into.

And even if those moments in my dreams are transient, and imaginary, there’s a sense of liberation when realizing that even if there’s potential irrelevance and meaningless in my dreams, and even in life, it’s alright; just keep going.

Though my workbook says I'm practicing the DILD method of lucidity, after further research I decided to try MILD. I'm starting tonight. My goal is to remember as many fragments of tonight's dream as I can, in the morning.

20.12.2014

Exploring Unknown Island in Windwaker (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m Link from the Windwaker game, and I’m exploring a small island that doesn’t seem to resemble any I traversed in playing the game in waking life. Though I have a feeling it could be similar to one island where there’s a merchant Goron, and a huge boulder concealing a dungeon. I look out to the sea, and gaze upon the vast sea and horizon. It’s sunset, and it’s an absolutely beautiful sight as well.

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20.12.2014

Girl Takes my ID & Killing ReDeads (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I’m going into a bathroom to do my business, wash my hands, and head out back to the building that looks like a store. But it seems I’m preparing myself for a party at a bar, or some kind of in-door rave. I noticed a dream character looks like an individual I knew in High school that would have spiky hair, or even a Mohawk at times.

He glances over at me with this weird facial expression of him puckering up, but it’s probably just how he naturally is. I look over, and I get a feeling that one of my neighbors that’s also a co-worker is someone I’m going with for whatever event to come very soon.

Skipping ahead, I gave her my ID, and she puts it in her black purse. Then when I want to enter some section of a building, they requested my ID, and she’s already in there. I had to move away, and tried to do anything to call her, and tell her to give me my ID back. I go so far back that the plot of the dream becomes irrelevant, and I’m inside of a forest where I’m trying to kill creatures that look like ReDeads from Ocarina of Time.

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20.12.2014

Someone Invades House with Dynamites (DILD)


NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A little personal for me to put in here for some reason. But someone sets off a dynamite booby trap that I presume to be part of the house I feel I have a family in.

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20.12.2014

Batman's Millisecond Reflexes (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Batman is literally so fast that his reflexes must only take milliseconds for him to perform nearly impossible feats of escaping intense circumstances. Such as, an enemy preparing to throw a dynamite at a group of people in an enclosed space of a building that looks like a convenience store, and before the dynamite explodes in the other direction, he’s already down the stairs to fend off the next group of enemies.

The enemies seem to represent some kind of guerilla soldiers that look Hispanic.

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20.12.2014

I'm Jimmy Neutron Charged for Potential Sexual Assault? (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I’m messaging some random person on Facebook. I mistake this individual for someone else, and presumed I could be overly sexual. I’m also wondering why I have that kind of disposition in the first place in the dream, but figured since it wasn’t a dream, there literally wouldn’t be any consequence other than being paranoid that something back would happen.

It was basically a “You show me yours, and I’ll show you mine” kind of thing. Then I realized this person is someone else; someone of a more innocent demeanor, and would probably be traumatized if she had to experience something like this. But it didn’t seem to be the case, as she’s magically existing somewhere else in the dream. I believe I’m somewhere around a gray wired fence with the diamond shapes to it.

I realize I’m Jimmy Neutron:

And he has his penis out, and all I can really do is stop being this guy, and watch what will happen. I noticed I’m in a perspective as if I’m at the same level of the ground next to the same girl I mentioned above with the happy go-lucky innocent disposition. She has a baby near her, and Jimmy Neutron is literally -this- close to the baby, and the girl is so offended that she calls the police.

Unfortunately, this makes me shift back into being aware that I’m in Jimmy Neutron’s pants. I put it back inside my pants, and run for dear life. My initial reaction was to contact Jimmy’s parents. After instantly arriving to the house, the mother tells me I can hide in my room, and that she and her husband can put up a barrier near the door so the cops and other authorities will have a difficult time apprehending me.

I realized they’re just pretending to help me while they prepare to leave the house completely, and leave me all by myself. I look through the window, and see two individuals that seem to be coming after me. One looks like someone I knew in middle school; Australian accent, curly and fluffy dirty blonde hair, and he’s wearing a black shirt and blue jeans.

I’m not sure if he’s carrying a weapon, and as for the other person, I can’t recall how they looked like. I’m panicking for a moment, but it seems the dream characters aren’t competent enough to figure out where I am. Even though I make myself apparent for looking through the window for too long, they seem to make no effort in catching me.

I do random things like trying to sidle my way through outside the window, and onto the roof with the intention of finding another place to hide. Maybe a secret lab, or something like that.

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20.12.2014

Two Shadows and Sonic Go Super Form (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There’s two Shadows; one seems to have sinister intentions, and the other probably wants to go Super form with Sonic. Sonic comes in at some point, and bonks his head by an invisible wall, or maybe he’s just clumsy. They all end up going Super form, and that’s all I remember.

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20.12.2014

Vulture Picks at a Girl's Private Parts (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I’m in a hallway that resembles that of some kind of spacious education facility; probably High School at best, or even a close-knit kind of college/university.

There’s black and white checkered floors, the building itself seems ancient, but still being able to sustain its novelty without looking ruined at all; it seems to have some kind of Renaissance-esque feel to it. I was talking to someone about how on the outside of the windows, there’s a pair of large wings resting on top of the monuments with a flat surface.

I can’t remember what he stated, but he looks where I’m pointing, and gives an expression of confusion as well, and moves on. I look down through the window, and see a group of females talking to each other. The one that’s most noticeable in this boring and dull environment of dark colors is a girl wearing a pink shirt. She looks Hispanic, puffy cheeks with makeup on along with long black hair. She seemed to have a slutty disposition for some reason, and what happens next only confirms my conjecture.

The same set of wings I mentioned before suddenly transforms into a vulture, and this vulture flies down towards the girl. She’s not even afraid at all, and is already in a position of bending down to do something, and I’m not sure what it was. But the vulture gets close to her ass, and literally starts pecking into the girl’s vagina.

I expected some screaming, and WTF moments to ensue, but she rams her vagina into the vulture’s beak; a bird is getting more action than I ever could in a dream apparently. So while my jaw is dropping, and me being in a state of awe, she’s still having fun having a vulture’s beak up her vagina. After a while, she casually pulls up her pants, and walks away as if nothing happened.

I can’t even remember how the others reacted because I’m too bothered with what’s going on right now.