Linkzelda's Dream Journal

07.30.2012

Love Song (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting at a computer lab with a few random people, and I trying to think of something clever for a project I have to do. I believe I was wearing a black leather jacket, with a regular white shirt underneat, and probably long jeans.

I wanted to do some set of drawings for something, and I believe I was doing it digitally by first scanning a sketch of something, and then creating a separate layer to quickly draw in the lines in the sketch for better detail.

That's what I would think I'd do, but then I started to get distracted with something else. I look at the computer screen, and I was watching Nana (not the singer Nana) and Nobu hugging each other. Nana was crying on Nobu's chest, and he's holding her tightly in his arms.

I look at this for a while, and tried to speculate how I could relate this to the project I'm doing (and I honestly don't know what I'm doing it for).

I felt someone's presence to my right, but I didn't bother to turn around to see who it was at the time. I start getting more worried and needed to do something quick, at least that's what I think because I felt like I was being rushed.

Then the person sitting next to me queried,

"Why don't you do a love song for her?"

It takes me a few seconds, but I finally realized she was talking to me. I slowly turned my head to the right, watching her from her breasts all the way to her mouth. As I'm elevating my head, the black shadow starts to fade away and reveals more of her visage.

I think she had long black hair that was curly and wavy....

Unfortunately, that's all I remembered, I didn't get to see any other parts of her face except for her smile.

A love song? For who?

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07.30.2012

Store Killing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside of what seems to be your basic supermarket. I believe I killed someone based on the number of people looking at me, and I think someone said that I killed her myself.

The dream resets, I think, and I'm walking around checking the aisles of the store for any kind of suspicious activity. I still have the feeling that I did something wrong, and I eventually reach an aisle, but didn't go into it, where there's a lady who most likely fainted.

An older women who has a wide stopic and huge ass (you know, the droopy torso and elevated ass kind of older women) holding the lady that looks like she passed out in her arms. She's kneeling down to support the lady on the floor, and when I looked closer, there's blood somewhere on the girl's chest.

As for the girl herself, I didn't pay attention too much to get her visage, because I still had a feeling that this could've been my doing. It felt as if this was a rewind on the event, except that I'm not with the group of people crowding around the female.

I'd say the female was in her 20s, and she was wearing a faded swamp green kind of dress with the thin straps that can go over her shoulders. Her hair was brunette, I'm sure of it, and she was skinny, but not too skinny.

Why am I killing people without knowing why I did so in the dream?