Linkzelda's Dream Journal

08.30.2012

Dianeva Ends Our Relationship (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much from this dream, other than the fact that someone who I believe is Dianeva tells me directly that this relationship isn't working out for us.

I tried to give this some thought, but just couldn't, I can't even remember how I felt........

*sigh* With the things I've been seeing in my dreams, that could mean anything. I hope it isn't a premonition for the other Alyssa I know of.

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08.30.2012

Hunter stabbed someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Hunter, a person's name in waking life that I knew in middle school, admits to me and two or so people sitting around him criss-cross apple sauce that he stabbed someone with a knife. (He didn't stab them criss-cross apple sauce, and I'm too lazy to change that )

He has the same curly dirty blonde hair, has a dark colored shirt and khaki pants. He's touching his wrist (I can't remember which side) as he's continuing to talk.

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08.30.2012

Golden Dog Game (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm watching a video game where there's a part that you can play as dog. The dog has a gold-ish kind of fur, but doesn't look like a Golden Retriever at all. There's a "Hard Mode" that you can choose for the dog, but I decided to know do that.

As if I have any fucking choice, the dream continues to show the dog, and it seems to be one of those third person games where you just hack and slash enemies (sort of).

The environment in the game was saturated with variants of violet, making night time in it feel a little bit more eerie than it should be. The dog could run pretty fast, but I can't remember anything else.

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08.30.2012

51 Cents (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm going to the upper floor of what seems like a mall, and I believe I'm following a group of people as well. The store, or the outlet we're going to resembles a coffee shop in a way. Most of the lighting made the outlet itself have orange and brown hues intertwined, and it seemed this place was pretty active, but not too active with people.

I remember going up near a jar where one could donate a certain amount of coins that the store would contribute to some organization that helps less fortunate people. I look at the jar, and it's almost full, and this is a BIG jar, it's even wider than my arms if I were to make it into a ring shape. Most of the jar had pennies in it, which explains why it was mostly brown inside the jar.

I believe I was following an Asian girl and a woman who was probably her grandma. I don't understand why we were following her, but it seemed like a fun idea at the time in the dream I'm presuming. A random employee, who is wearing a green apron and white shirt (can't remember the pants), and has a dark-skinned tone comes near us and I believe is talking with the small Asian girl first.

He's declaring that the jar is full (oh really now?) and starts professing some things I forgot about. Whatever he was saying, after he was done talking, he decides to give everyone 51 cents. I literally see this guy take out two quarters and one penny. I have my hand out, and he gives me mine, and I'm wondering what's the point in giving us 51 cents. I look to my left, and I remember seeing another Asian girl with me as well.

She's wearing a small pink sweater that had some buttons on it, and she only buttoned the middle portion of it so that the top and bottom section would form an hourglass shape. She's wearing a white shirt as well, along with light khaki long pants. She resembles an Asian girl who was in my Communication Applications (Comm App) class in High School when I was a senior.

She has some mascara around her eyes, a round, plump, and pale face, but the contrasts with the mascara and the light clothing (even though darker colors would make her more prominent) was enough for you to focus on her visage instead. She also puts on a puzzled visage like most of us are doing, and is wondering why she's getting 51 cents as well. She looks to the left and then to the right.

The employee goes back to do his job, I think, or just disappears completely. I go back to following this random group of people, and it honestly feels like I'm putting blind faith in following these people, because all I see with my peripheral vision are dull colors and random white light shining around here and there. I have no understanding of where I'm going.

That's all I remember for that one, I had a crappy night......it's hard trying to sleep early.

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08.30.2012

Asian girl in Pink (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The doorbell is ringing, and I'm in a different room that has the door closed. My senses spike up a little bit, and I realize I'm half-naked, and I really need to find a shirt. I wanted to wait inside the room with the door closed to hear what's going on other side. One.....two...three....at least three people are coming in, and I feel like it's inevitable that I have to greet myself to them.

Seems my father is in the other room with the people, and he calls out my name. Then calls it again, and I tell him that I'm coming. I grab a shirt, though I can't remember what color it was. I open the door a little slow, and the first person I see is that same Asian girl I met in the "51 Cents" dream above. She's wearing a pink outfit, though this time, it seems she has buttoned it a little more so that her breasts covered with the same white shirt would be tugged from the gap that section buttoned created.

Not sure if she's doing that so I look at her breasts more...

She's resting on a white and comfy sofa that looks very fluffy, but not feathery fluffy (sorry, my descriptions are equivalent of a 3rd grader in the morning).

She looks at me, though not on my eyes, just my chest. She gazes on my chest for a while until I get really close to her. I spread my arms out to try and hug her, but she's still sitting on the sofa, so I have to bend down and hug her while she hugs me as well. I didn't ask her name, and I greeted myself to other people.

However, the Asian girl was all that I was interested in this dream, so my recall of the other people is horrible. I honestly thought I was shaking hands with random shadow figures or something like that.

Sometimes I wonder if the Asian girl from the previous dream was her child self, and then the one to the left of me that looked puzzled in the previous dream was her present teenage/young adult self.

Interesting....but will only be just a counterpart to the waking life version. I can't really grasp anything from this dream, or the previous "51 Cents" dream.

08.29.2012

Sean Connery's Hideout and Tommy Lee Jones (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Sean Connery and me were at a beach, and he's just wearing a dark blue beach underwear. He presses some button near some rocks, which opens up a secret door. We quickly go in and it closes, and the insides of this place consists of shades of brown.

The place was fairly small, but pretty nice for one person living here. I see Sean Connery, though I can't remember what he's wearing exactly, probably a dark brown sweater and khaki pants now instead.

He's walking around, and I'm just standing there watching him move around his hideout. I try to make conversation with him and tell him,

"You keep this place pretty clean Connery," and I also mentioned something else about the place he's hiding in, probably related to what conceals the place.

He moves around a bit some more and tells me,

"There's still some bottles on the floor."

I didn't know what to say after that, so I decided to look around the place myself. I looked at window curtains, which completely covered the windows. They had some weird colors, but most of them were dark colors, maybe some white too. I take a slight peek to see what's outside, and I see a lot of houses that are packed together.

They were long sideways but not so much in length. Most of the houses I'm looking at had bright colors like light yellow for the base and dark colors like dark borwn for the roof. The back of some houses were supported by these thick wooden structures that were deep into the ground, and some houses were even above a slight downward slope.

I look around a bit, and this place seems peaceful, and at some point in the dream I decided to go to the exit, but not open anything. It was like a big pipe entry that was cut in half. I look around the walls and floor, and one part was different from the rest. Instead of being a darker shade of brown, it looked like it had a gold-ish type of color.

Maybe that was the switch to activate the exit, beats me. I go back in, and probably did more searching around the house while Connery was busy doing something else.

The dream shifts, and apparently, someone has found out about Connery's hideout. He's out defending himself, and I'm only watching him, but I'm not part of the action at all. He's just using a pistol, dodging bullets while staying near the secret entrance that's covered up.

But the environment now changes from a beach to some kind of construction area. The secret entrance was to the left of a small sandy hill that almost went over a gray wired fence. Connery was on that slope, and barely takes any shots at people.

The dream shifts again, and I don't see Connery anymore, and I'm pointing a gun at someone, but it doesn't seem like they're going to do anything to me. I'm still being cautious because I don't know how I got inside this bus in the first place.

The inside walls and ceiling were light green, and the seats had a dark turquoise type of color, and this whole section felt so old to me. I had a feeling I ran out of ammo, so I quickly too some gun magazine and quickly slide it into the slot of the gun.

I put the magazine in the wrong way, because while I'm still holding a gun, I get an angle where I can see under me, and the magazine is clearly not inserted right.

LOOOOOOOOL.

I had to do something quick, so I pretended to act all serious again in front of these people, and quickly take out the magazine and put it in correctly this time. I aim the gun left and right at the three people near me just to make sure none of them don't pull a fast one on me.

By this time, the third person was outside of the bus near the opened window behind the driver's seat. I don't recognize her visage at all, looks like a randomly generated dream character. Most of them are wearing white dress shirts and black pants, almost like fancy pilots and flight attendants.

Then Tommy Lee Jones, a fairly old version of him, comes in out nowhere, and walks slowly towards me. While he's walking on the left side getting closer and closer, he looks at me for a little while, stops where he's at, and after that, I forget what happens next.

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08.29.2012

Penetrating Contest (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is weird.

Spoiler for 18+:

I'm with three woman, maybe four I think? Not sure. One looks like the adult version of Imari from Bible Black. She has a penis and has penetrating someone. I'm not sure if I'm having sex with another woman side by side with Imari, but I do know that based on how fast the clock above us on the right is spinning, it determines how fast we or just Imari has to penetrate the woman in front of her.

I think Opheliablue was in on the game as well, but I can't remember actually seeing her. It was in a dark room with some light to just see everyone in the small area, while the rest of the place was blacked out.

I see from a slightly aerial view of Imari penetrating.......and there's really not much I can remember from this point.

08.28.2012

Rage Quit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm suddenly angry over some member on the DV irc, and I said,

"SHUT THE F***K UP!" and left the irc program.

Huh???

OldSparta gives me a PM relating to why he kicked me out of the irc, but it seems I'm kicked at some different system other than the default one and KVirc.

His message was quite long, and it's hard to remember what he said exactly, but it mostly contained what I did and what another member did.

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08.28.2012

Sex or Blurry Foreplay? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think a woman had her way with me last night, though I can't remember the exact details on it. All I remember is that that room are dark, with some lighting, and I felt like some female was all over my body doing something to me.

I wonder if she drugged me....you don't need to drug me to have sex you know.....just saying.

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08.28.2012

Sisters in Aunt's House (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember seeing one or two of my sisters in waking life inside of a house that looks like my aunt's.

Meh

DAMN IT, WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER THE SECOND DREAM...I KNOW SOMEONE WAS INCHING THEIR WAY ON MY CHEST....gjdfkagjgkdjkkjdfkfgs *cries*

08.27.2012

No Wedding Ring (SDE Day 13 Part 2) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had to go to Organic Chemistry Lab, and didn't have time to write this dream out with the previous entry.

I'm in a store, and I'm trying to find a wedding ring for someone, the employee gives me few options, but they don't even look like Wedding Rings in the first place. One apparent jewelery was a transparent sky blue glassware. It was oval shaped, with a curved tip on each end. I believe there were a few waves perpendicular from the curve tips on the vertical side of the object.

I try to look around the the displays contained in the glass containers in typical jewelery stores, but they are pretty much empty. The lady in front of me who was the employee wore a light blue dress shirt, and had black/dark brown hair, and looked like she was in her 40s. She had some mascara around her eyes.

I leave the store, it's useless wasting my time here. The dream shifts, it's a very bright environment, full of grassy hills here and there. I walk down, and see a lady in a light blue dress opening her arms to the skies. I can only see the backside of her, and the dress looks very nice on her. She has light brown hair, is fairly tall, probably my height, or a few inches taller.

I gaze at her for a while, until she notices I'm close to her. She turns her face to the left side, and she's smiling, but I don't know if she's smiling at me. She has her hair tied up, bundled into a short ball in the back. She was in a very positive mood, as if she's in her own little world, nothing to hold her back.

Out of reaction, I tried to smile, but after she turns back to continue spread her arms out, something felt wrong. I guess I didn't feel I belong here, so I left...

08.27.2012

At Least Give Me $20 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Inside of a High School, and the tile flooring is light brown, and I'm at one of the end sections of it like the one High School in waking life that shows up a lot lately. Apparently, I'm waiting for something, I think, and I can't go inside of the rooms because most of the students are taking an exam of some sort.

I'm just casually waiting at a wall, wondering when it's time for dismissal. I'm assuming I finished my exam early, like REALLY early, so it's no wonder I'm waiting so long for the bell to ring. As I see people coming out, for some reason, I had to give some guy cash, like around $30 if I remember correctly. I felt as if I didn't need to give him this at all, I felt like I Was just giving away free money.

I tell him to give me back my money, and he does. I check the amount in my hand and had $5 instead, so I asked him,

"At least give me 20."

He looks at me, but he's just standing there like an idiot, and since he's not going to respond at all, I decided to prepare to leave for the building. There's a red sign with white font saying something along the lines of talking not being permitted when others are taking the exam.

When it's time for most students to leave, there's a blonde teacher who looked likes Ms. Anderson in one of the High Schools I attended. She's wearing a light gray jacket, light blue jeans, and has the same, or close, body composition as the waking life counterpart. She's resting one of her hands on the red sign, and is pushing it forward, which obviously means we can't talk for as long as she drags the sign wherever she's going.

I walk a little faster, since there's really no point in being in this area anymore, and I finally get out of the long hallway from one of the end sections, and I am now at the beginning of the 1/4 mile path that would be perpendicular to the hallway I just came out of. It looks like good weather out there, light gray skies, not too sunny at all. I turn to the right, since the left side is pretty much a dead end with a brown wall like the waking life version of this High School layered in bricks.

I'm still cognizant of the sign being moved around, but by this time, I'm already at a fair amount of distance from it. Here's the part that makes this High School different from waking life. There's a section to my left where you can prepare to leave the building and go to the bus docking area. It's easy to distinguish because of the light gray carpet flooring and glass doors.

I had a feeling that I might've been late to get on the bus, but I don't know why, just a hunch. That hunch was wrong because as soon as I get out of the building, there are plenty of buses that are dormant. All of them are your classic canary/yellow colored buses. A few are starting to get ready to form a line for students who will be outside in a few minutes.

I decided to get a clear view of all the buses, so I decided to take a jump up some wide ledge above me with easy, probably 10 feet, and look at the view. It's pretty decent, and I have my right hand between my waist and upper thigh. I had it in a reverse upside-down L position (if you try to make that with your arm right now, I'm sure you'll know what I mean), and I said a few words to someone, though I can't remember what exactly.

I believe it could've been something related to how cool the scene looks from above, seeing the horizon and the buses preparing to form a line. From afar, the school buses still looked pretty huge, but I didn't pay any attention to that. The person to the left of me looks like a debater I knew in High School named Danny.

He responds by whatever I'm saying by saying, "Yeahhhh...." while looking at what I'm looking as well. After a while, I'm presuming that I get ready to find my bus to go home, and that's all I remember.

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08.27.2012

Kaiba's Wives (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a light-orange room, and it feels too weird to be in here, it feels like a garage to me. If I turn to my right, I will see a Plexiglass type of window where you could look outside, however, it's too dark to see anything at the moment. I can feel that my father is here, and a friend of his as well too. There's three entities that would come near the Plexiglass outside.

Before they came, I assumed that Kaiba from Yu-Gi-Oh! or someone would be the husband for all three of these entities, and I'm not saying that word loosely. These are completely abstract beings, not human AT all. The first one that shows up looks like a variant of Gardevoir, and she looks so cute. Anyway, she comes up slowly, has her hands, or whatever you want to call them, and looks shy. Then there's another entity that looks orange, but I can't remember what exactly.

The final one that comes up is a pink octopus, though I don't know how the hell that's could be a wife for a human. I can understand if the human has some sick fetish for Gardevoir, but an Octopus?

How does that relationship work out, through suction cups? =P

I think I tell someone that the three wives are here, and my father and his friend come on, though I don't know why they need to come in the first place. They declared that they can't see properly outside, and the window was kind of misty that they had to wipe it from the inside, lol, that's dream logic for you.

Then after they leave, Kaiba comes in out of nowhere and starts using these type of binoculars or some microscope lens attached to the window. I'm wondering what the hell he's doing, and he responds to me by saying my first name, and then declaring that I was disrupting him from finding out something.

What could you be finding through those weird lens attached to a wall, and through complete darkness outside?

Also, my father random decides to mix what seems like orange juice, milk, and hot cocoa power together.

Whatever.

08.26.2012

Sakura Haruno Driving (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember getting on a train, and as soon as I take a step to go up to the train, I take a sheet of paper and placed it parallel to the step, and then decided to put it perpendicular to the step instead. The paper had red eyes on it, and it could've been random images of Sharingans. I see someone coming on the train, and tell them to step on the piece of transparency sheet before they get on the train....I think?

I look behind me and I see Itachi from Shippuden looking at me with his Sharingan. He didn't scare me though, and I think Sasuke who wore the white samurai type of outfit in the show as well came along for the train ride.

The dream shifts, and I'm in the back seat of a windowless jeep with no roof and sides. I look to my left and the person driving the car has light pink hair, and it's Sakura Haruno.

I can't remember anything after that.

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08.26.2012

Ada Wong's Black Wings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Lol, I can't wait to draw this dream, it's so scary, but oh so FUN! And besides, it's not everyday I have a female that makes me warm and fuzzy inside while still scaring me.

I believe I was helping someone, a male, but I can't remember the exact details on how they look. I'm helping them kill someone, and all three of us are located at a circular base.

The base has a smaller circle in between the base we're standing on, so think of it as being shaped like a donut. In the middle of that hole is water, and the outside of the outer ring also has water. The walls look like they're made of rock, and it feels like we're inside of a small section you can reach by going underwater.

As I'm moving around the base, I'm trying to shoot at someone, and when one weapon didn't work, I mentally brought up the Inventory Screen, and decided to go for the Chicago Typewriter because I believed it was the best thing I could use. Infinite ammo and rapid firing rate, surely I can kill whoever it is I'm shooting at.

After equipping it, I quickly aimed at my target, which ended up looking like Ada Wong from Resident Evil 4. I didn't have time to flinch and think about what I'm doing, because I felt I needed to shoot her for some reason. I aim the laser sights near her, and start blasting away. I kept holding the trigger, but none of the bullets are affecting her.

She's just standing there with her arms folded, looking at the ground to her left side. She's not feeling any of this, and she's wearing a red dress as well. As I'm trying to continue shooting her, she comes behind me so fast, wearing a different outfit this time, the one in the mini-game Assignment Ada from Resident Evil 4.

I turn around, and I see things in slow motion for a few seconds. She was kneeling down on the ground, and quickly rose her body up, and I saw her face close-up too. I believe she had brown eyes, and she had a neutral expression on her face.

She does some weird stuff that I can't remember, but I do know that she took off the belt I had on, along with a few mini black storage cases that were attached to the belt, and they're just placed right on the floor.

She also has black Angel wings........





and she does a leg back kick right on my stomach, I take a hard hit to the ground and look up at her. She's completely lost it, she's holding a black object with her left hand, and as I look up more to see her face, she has a sinister look on her face. She slams the object she's holding on to the wall, and tells me,

"You have 31 seconds before this place blows up."

I look at the object, and she's not joking. She quickly takes a dive into the inner ring I mentioned and disappears. Seeing that there are no viable options of escape other than to do the same thing she did, I also take a quick dive into the water without hesitation.

Holy.....

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08.26.2012

Ada Wong and My Scooter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a very large city, though there's not a lot of people in it at all. I'm riding a scooter casually, just thinking about going forward and not looking back. In front of me was a beach with a few houses spread out.

For some reason, I wanted to go to one of those houses, and as I'm pushing my feet off the ground to accelerate the scooter, I feel as if someone's following me. I turn around, and I see someone in a red dress, and it takes me a few seconds to get an idea of who it is.

It's the same dream figure that looked like Ada Wong from RE4 again. I quickly turned back, hoping she didn't see me stop and turn to see her there. She was really far away from me, she was literally on the horizon behind me if that makes any sense. I could feel that she was a bit calmer than her direct and dominant behavior from before, but I couldn't help but feel worried.

I try my best to calm down and continue riding my scooter, still feeling pressured to take a few more glances back to see if she's gone by now. I could've just dropped the scooter and run as fast as I could, but I was worried that it would make things worse for me. I'm still maybe quarter of a mile from reaching the random house I want to go into, and I have a sidewalk path that looks weird.

All I can say is that it looks curvy, and that there were several paths for me to ride on. I turn back quickly and find Ada's a little closer than before, probably a quarter mile closer than before. Okay...no problem, just turn my head, and keep riding the scooter.

The feelings of fear kept growing and growing, and all I wanted to do was get away from her because of what she did to me in the last dream. I ride a little faster, and then decided I should go to a random path instead of going to the house near the beach-like area.

I take a random path to the right, and then turned back to find Ada is even closer than before, maybe 50 feet or so close to me. This prompts me to just forget the scooter and run like hell. I realized by now that whenever I stop to look back to her, she stops as well.

I go to an area where there are barely any sidewalks, and I tried thinking of some place to teleport, because I felt that if I stayed for a few seconds more in this area, Ada would be right behind me. I'm seeing things in third person by this point, and I see a light green poof of smoke appear when I disappeared.

When that happens, I see random image of Penny Proud from the show "The Proud Family." The image starts to distort and then it blanks out and starts repeating itself randomly and makes the sound of, "D-d-d-d-ddd-dd-dd-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dd-d" like a broken record or something.

I think the last dream was to get me to pay attention to her, and when I dived into the water to go into this dream, she was a lot calmer and didn't have any intention of trying to attack me. It's just me being afraid of her. Wish I was braver and stopped to see if she wanted to say something to me.

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08.26.2012

6 Paper Towels (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking around in a random area, and I believe I'm asking random dream characters for help on where to go find some people I wanted to meet. Most of them showed me a path to follow, like following a lighted path, or that I would have to look for a door with a blue stream of ink running along from top to bottom.

I do all of that and eventually go into two people's houses where they wanted my 6 Paper Towel rolls. I didn't know why they needed them, other than for obvious reasons, but after they were typing on the computer for a little bit, it turns out that these 6 Paper Towels are valuable.

Like $6 a stack, and without thinking at all, I'm shocked and was angry that I basically gave them something that would've gotten me a lot of money. They smirk for a little while, and I count the stacks they made. I had trouble counting...so much for reality check there, but then again, the stacks were kind of misaligned that it was easy to confuse two stacks to be one.

I counted 10 in total, that's $60 for paper towel stacks.....LOL. I re-counted, but didn't bother to remember if I counted right or wrong. I finally asked one of them how many pieces of paper is considered a stack. I can't remember what they declared exactly, maybe 20-30 are considered stacks, but whatever amount it was, it made the value less than $60.

I think they were selling this stuff on eBay, even though I didn't check, it just felt like it.

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08.26.2012

Izanami and Tobi's Love? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I recall reading some kind of site that looks like the Naruto Wikia, and there's things about Izanami. One thing that really gets my attention is how Tobi claims he has an ability that is so powerful and deadly, that he doesn't want to use it, because he fears that it would affect others and that he wants a world of love and not war.

LOL.

I see a picture of Tobi wearing the mask when he has both the Rinnegan and Sharingan, there's other link that I could've clicked, but decided not to. It had some stuff that looked out of the norm, but that should've tempted me to click on them though.

Eh.

Oh and 42 days of a dream recall streak starting from 7/15/12

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsss let's keep this up!!!!!

08.25.2012

Sivason's Warning (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember reading some posts on a DV thread, though I can't remember the name of the thread, but I knew it was something along the lines of telepathy, shared dreaming, or just other aspects of indirect communication. I posted something, though I can't remember what it was about, but whatever it was, Sivason made a post below warning my that if I continue to go off-topic, that he would shift my posts somewhere else, or delete them altogether.

This makes me interested in what I really posted, but I decided I should read all of the content in Sivason's posts before going back to mine. He basically made a suggestion that I was trying to talk about communication with another person, and I'm assuming that this must be something related to some kind of communication in dreams.

Some people liked his post, and I can't remember anything else.

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08.25.2012

Horrible Water (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a random room, and it feels like night time. Somehow, I've been informed that that water company that flows the water in this house has some horrible water. I turn on one of the faucets closest to me, and decided to let some water run into a random glass I'm holding. Seems everything is crystal clear to me, and I'm wondering what's so bad about their quality of water.

I turn off the water faucet, and poured out all the water into the sink, and then turned the water again. Things go fine again, until the water stops and spurts, and then it starts showing this brown color, and it gets even worse. It's really disgusting, and I turn the faucet off immediately and pour everything out again.

There's a lot that I'm forgetting in this dream...A L O T.

The last thing I remember with the water issue is that when I poured it out again into a glass, it looks as if there's a bunch of white minerals saturating it, but if you looked on the bottom of the glass, the minerals looked as if they were slowly disappearing all the way up. It's as if the minerals were being evaporated instead of the water.

Then I remember another dream scenario where I'm looking above the glass I'm holding, and it just looks horrible. It's mixed with gray and black colors on top.

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08.25.2012

$10,000 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm looking at something online through a laptop, and the primary color of the website is light blue. There seems to be columns and rows stacked together portraying numerical values of pretty high numbers. It looks like a banking account site to me, and I must be viewing my bank account. I'm passively scrolling down the numbers, until I see a total of $10,000 in what seems to be my account.

I forget my reaction to seeing this value, but when I scrolled up, there was $6,400 on one row, and I guess the rest were split amounts for $3,600.

Wow, I'd go crazy if I had that amount.

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08.25.2012

Dream Journal Comments and HP (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember posting some dream journal entries, and a few people made some comments on mine, like 1-3 of them. I read one person's dream interpretation of how the contrasts in colors of the dreams I experience represent something....I forgot what exactly. Even though I can't remember, I do remember the feelings of being shocked on how they are dead accurate with their interpretations....it just made sense to me somehow

They also included another dream element which represented some person's intention to be more concerned about their HP than others. A person liked it, in fact SpaceCowboyDave liked it.

I think whoever it is that gave me the dream interpretation was trying to relate the person being more concerned about their HP was me.

Health points? What???

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08.25.2012

Female Drawing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember trying to draw a random female character and her body. I was working on a rough sketch, making a new layer to get a more refined line art, and then made another later to sketch in the clothes she's wearing. She's wearing a vanilla type of sweater, and she has fairly huge breasts.

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08.25.2012

Kakashi Chidori v 2.0? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember Kakashi from Naruto Shippuden is just spamming Chidori everywheeeeeeeeeeeeerrreee, it's crazy! The environment was dull, and it looked like it was raining as well. He could shoot the Chidori into a straight line, (sorry if I don't know that exact technique name), but it's what Sasuke used to kill Danzo by penetrating him and Karin.

He starts using that technique everywhere to eradicate anything inside of a hiding spot, like the inside of sheds and other mini-storage areas.

08.24.2012

Bank Statements (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a completely different house consisting of dark cool colors, and most of the major features inside of it were blanked out, probably to make me pay attention to my father and mother instead. My father is holding a sheet, and is looking at me seriously for some reason. I look at the paper and saw that I spent $10 on one day and then $2 on another.

Oh god, here it comes....

He starts asking me what these payments were for, and I already had the answers, but how he asked me made me stutter a bit. It's as if I wasted on a Ferrari or something lol. I eventually told him that one of the payments was for some drawings that were of interest to me. I can't remember what the drawings tried to represent, just that they were mostly line art and/or graphite portraits of random people.

As I'm trying to explain him what I made on these small purchases, I walk around this house that I barely even know about and pointed to him that the drawings on the walls are what I bought with the money, most likely with the $10. I do recall one drawing where I see myself, and there's a bunch of muscle on me, which looks deformed.

I'm doing the archer pose on the left side of the drawing, the one that Usain Bolt does. I looked so weird, seeing my big head and then a larger deformed muscular body on me. Then when I'm done explaining things to my father, he suddenly calms down and leaves.

I really hate it when this happens in the dream, he's suddenly boiled up and the moment I say something simple, he just calms down. I mean, sure I want the dream projection of him to calm down, but how he goes through it is way too abrupt that it looks like he's bipolar or something.

After that little episode of unnecessary acts of anger from him, I go into a room to play a game. I don't pay attention to the controller I'm holding, I just know I have something in my hand. It's a weird game, but the objective is to try to match the words on top, and then you'll have an individual square for each letter than you have to scroll up or down really fast to go through the alphabet.

There's a timer for around 5 seconds for each letter, which is why you have to down or up so fast. I think the word I'm trying to match is:

TALES

Though I don't know why I needed to do that, since I felt that even though this is a game, something tells me this was something as a hint for me rather than a randomly generated word. Anyway, I have trouble matching the word "TALES" and ended up with the word "TRAPES" or something like that.

But I'm still not sure how it ended up, it's just the first thing that comes to mind.

I think me, my mother and father were planning to get ready to go somewhere, since I had feelings that I had to finish this quickly.

That's all I remember, I didn't get much sleep last night.

08.23.2012

Random fights (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being outside, and it looks like it's a little dark outside, and we're under a some train tracks. It honestly feels like the part of New York I walked through during vacation. There a mix of colors of lights ranging from purple, red, white, etc. I can't remember too much on the dream characters engaging in this really pointless battle against each other. There seems to be just two groups fighting one another, and I'm only watching everyone just moving around, trying not to get hit too much.

There were moments where several members would try to attack one or two people, making the other group just stand there because they don't know what to do. After a while, the random moving around, waiting for someone to make a move started to get boring, and I only remember patting someone's back after this really pointless moving around and waiting for someone to make a move.

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08.23.2012

Ellen DeGeneres and 11 O' Clock AM (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a High School again, and it feels like it's at Cypress Lakes again. I'm coming out of the area where the athletics locker rooms, and the P.E. Gym would be located at. I'm walking with a few people that are on the left and right of me. I noticed that Sarah from that last dream two days ago with the school bus thing is here again. She doesn't notice me as yet, she's just walking with two random people on both her sides as well.

As I'm walking, I realize that how I walk is a little difficult. I'm wearing these default black shoes, and I get this small dream flashback of some sort where I decided to just wear the shoes without any socks because someone else wore gray shoes with the white rim on the bottom without any socks as well.

I come back to the reality in this dream again, and presumed that the reason why I'm not walking properly and feeling as if I could slip and fall on the ground at any moment was because like the flashback suggested, I didn't wear any socks. The guy to the right of me resembles Cor (not his full name) that was a highly ranked Varsity Tennis player in the tennis team I was part of.

I believe he's wearing the Varsity Tennis Outfit like Sarah did in this dream as well, which makes sense, since we just came out of the Athletics department. The floor consisted of small light-brown tiles, and the area was very spacious, probably because there weren't a lot of people in it to begin with.

There's more than enough lighting from above with the the huge glass rooftop on top that's probably extending at least 1/4 of a mile like the High School in waking life. I didn't pay attention on whether or not it was artificial light or sunlight shining down inside the building.

Cor started to correct me in nearly everything that I was declaring to myself at the time. It was annoying, but I felt that what he said to me made sense. A dream character that makes me feel stupid....well isn't that a nice...

I'm still walking a little slow since this floor or shoes I'm wearing is making me slippery. I look at Sarah again, and for a split second, I saw a random image of a white sheet of paper with some kind of sketching. It looked like there were squares and lines stacked together, like a blueprint for some building. I come back to the reality in the dream again, and noticed someone, I think Cor, comes up to Sarah to tell her something.

I had a feeling it's something I was talking to him about somehow while looking at her and blanking out for a few seconds. He was probably 5-6 feet away from me at the time, and he starts whispering to Sarah, which forces me to listen and augment how I'm receiving the audio input between the too. It seems Cor was mentioning a "she," so I guess he didn't include me in the conversation at all.

Sarah turns around to listen to what he's saying, and she's just staring at the wall to the left of her, which looks weird from the angle I'm seeing her, because it looked like she was just blanking out and letting the information Cor gave her come passively. I couldn't hear anything else other than the word "she."

I felt as if I missed out on some important information, and by important, I just mean based on the environment I'm in. It's a High School, so the only thing that would make me concerned if this was some kind of stereotypical setting where someone would tell someone else gossip, which in turn would make me wonder if they're mentioning me...

After a while, I start losing focus on Sarah and Cor, and decided to focus on going to lunch. The dream shifts to where I'm waiting in line, with no white Styrofoam tray in my hand. I'm bracing my wrist against the shiny gray metal extension (forgot what you call it) where you place the tray and can slide it along the path. I look up to see who's going to serve me something to eat, and it's the girl that I remember shaking hands with at a store in waking life.

In short, this was a girl who said she wanted to have sex with me....and you know what that means....

Let's manipulate her a little bit and see if I can get a free meal!

I look at her, and she's telling me something, but I forgot. When I looked down, I saw that there's a meal inside of what looks like what Caesar salads are served it (the black bottom and transparent plastic covering). I looked up at her and made facial expressions rather than talking on whether or not this is the meal she set out for me, and she nods.

Then I hear her declare,

"I put a little something special for you."

Poison? Viagra? What did you put in here that was so "special?" Maybe she wanted me to eat it so I can pass out and she'd have sex with me knowing anything at all! Ha ha ha, don't be like that Link...but I really think she would do that if she could in waking life. Oh, and she's one of those girls who appear like an Amoeba, out of nowhere, and randomly say, "Hi!"

But I wasn't thinking about what I said in gray just now during the dream, I was happy that I was special to her (LOL), but then the guy on my right starts grabbing some of my food with his fingers. I'm looking at him, making the facial express that just says, "WTF ARE YOU DOING?!?!"

And he's still taking my food, and all I'm doing is just holding that facial expression until he gets a hint to just stop taking my food and eating it, but he's just going and going and going. I decided to just shift the tray to the left side, and asked the same girl if she can give me something else.

She's a completely different person now, she basically just gives me the cold shoulder...

Wooooow, so much for giving me something special....and so much for me manipulating her emotions for me to get something extra

I can't really do anything at this point, or was too much of a wimp to demand that I get something to eat, so I just continue moving forward until I hit the section that's perpendicular to the line I was at. I saw a few things in the frozen section where you would pick up drinks like Gatorade, Sprite, etc. I saw some Sausage Biscuits that were frozen, and decided I should use the black tong to the left of me to get a few contained in the box.

I don't know why I'm getting frozen Sausage biscuits, 1 Diet Coke and 2 Sprites...but at least it was better than nothing on my tray plate. I go up to the cash register, and I have to enter in my own lunch pin code from the machine.

Crap.

What the hell do I put? Lmao.

"9658" is the first set of numbers that comes to mind...so I'm assuming this is what I put on the pin, but I do know I entered something else before that, and then cleared it to try again. I don't know if this is going to work, but I guess it does because the cash register didn't see anything wrong with it. Then things get a little random, and she points to a clock, and I look at it.

I even looked away from it, and looked back again, but that didn't help with become aware of anything, despite knowing that I couldn't tell what time it was. I listen to the lady, and she said something like,

"I'm not supposed to be telling you this, but at 11:00 AM, everyone can leave early."

"I know." I said. Wait....how did I know that before her?

After this awkward conversation, I go to a random lunch table, and as I'm trying to find a seat, I see Ellen DeGeneres sitting on the other side of where I planned to sit. I moved the items away so I can put my tray plate on the table, and sat down wondering how Ellen DeGeneres got here.

She has a white outfit, pants and suit opened, along with a light blue shirt underneath I believe.

She's just staring at me smiling, probably waiting for me to respond to her in some way. I sit down, still a little shocked from this, and for some weird reason, I handed her the Diet Coke that I bought. I think I gave the two Sprite bottles I ordered to other people, but I had my focus on Ellen.

I had a feeling Sarah from before was somewhere around me, and I find it odd that I'm concerned about her in general. I pretend to do something silly to see if she would look at me, so I go to a randomly placed mini-fridge that you have to open up the top, not the side, and tried to reached for a bottle.

I didn't care which one it was, I just wanted to make myself look like an idiot...I think? I didn't even look back at Sarah to see if she paid attention to me.

Wait...did I just do that? I actually wanted someone to pay attention to me? Looool.

I gave up in getting the bottle, or whatever is in there, and turn back to Ellen. I think I wanted all my drinks back, but by the time I look at the Diet Coke in her hand, it was already empty.

I look at her and asked,

"You finished all of that already?!?!?!?" I can't remember if she's even talking, it's like I'm talking to a wall or something. For some reason, it's like I start losing all logic and start thinking things out of my ass or something.

I asked these random people around Ellen about something that they took away from me, and while I'm going through a conversation of "No I didn't" "Yes you did" for a minute or two, one person asks me if I ever considered blaming a guy that I'll just abbreviate as John C.

I don't know where I found any respect for this guy, but I said,

"No, he's John C., he's cool."

Then I lift both my arms and start pointing fingers at random people and blamed on them.

Wait what? Did I just go full retard mode here? I don't even want to type the rest of the dream. Actually, that's all I remember.


EDIT:

It's 10:18 AM, and I'm afraid of what's going to happen at 11:00 AM

08.22.2012

My Zune HD Smashed Into Pieces (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Thank goodness this was a dream.

I remember talking a few people inside a fairly small building, I couldn't tell if it's an apartment entrance or a small store or coffee shop. I don't know how, but when the conversation was coming to a close, I told them how I had 150 videos on my Zune HD....

That's waaaaaaaay too many videos dream self!

I tried to pass what I said off as a joke, and even tried doing a fake laugh. The others fall for it, or are probably just being nice and laughing as well. There's more that I know that occurred before this, like meeting someone, and all I can feel from that is disappointment from the person. It was a female, she had some weird but positive aura in her.

The dream setting was hard to tell, the area I'm in feels slightly dark, but there is still a little bit of sunlight. It could be the sun setting or rising.

Then I find myself riding a bicycle, but I don't really pay too much attention to the details of it. It's a very ominous setting now with dark turquoise clouds and a cool atmosphere. It seems I'm riding on a new black tarred road and on each side, there's open fields everywhere, very beautiful. Even though I didn't pay too much attention to this large and expansive area, I could just feel how that despite the gloomy setting, it was still amazing.

It seems I have my earphones on, and I guess I'm playing music on my Zune HD while riding my bicycle. I start riding a little faster, and then the earphones get caught on something below. I quickly look down and they get between the spokes of one of the bicycle wheel.

Damn, and I knew I couldn't do anything about it, but I still tried to stop.



That was the worst decision I could've made at that time.....


The earphone and the wires connecting it start dangling rapidly through the spokes, and then I realize....

Crap, the plug that usually stays firm inside the Zune plug-in must be out by now. I hear several clanking sounds, and decided to just press the brakes even harder because the last attempt was just just a progression rather than a complete one. I get off the bicycle, let it drop on the around, and I'm looking at metal trails along the road.

No no no no no........

No no no............I get closer and I look at my Zune HD, smashed to pieces. I start shaking the bottom of my mouth in shock. I really believed this was the actual Zune HD I have, and I start walking slowly thinking of how I made over $180 go to waste(probably more than that now that it's a discontinued product).

I could do nothing but walk away, there's no pointing picking it up.........

You know what's funny...it could just be coincidence, but I was watching a video on my Zune HD where a camera gets smashed into pieces because someone accidentally fell and crashed into it.

Ha....Ha....Ha.....*starts getting paranoid* Don't LEAVE ME ZUNE HD, I NEED YOU TO PLAY MUSIC.

Music, when you close your eyes and listen to it, and depending on the theme of the song, can really help with imagination.....Anyway, done with that dream.

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08.22.2012

Biology Teacher and Facebook (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Finally we're getting somewhere related to the password experiment.....because there's no way in hell that I want to even be near that professor I had...ever...again...

I go inside of a classroom, the size of it alone feels like I'm in Middle School or High School. There's the dark blue carpet mixed and drowning other small colors, light colored walls, and adequate lighting on top. I look over to someone on my right, and it's him.

Let's call my previous professor "M." M looked over to me, started to lighten up his mood a bit, and he's actually enthusiastic to see me. Ha ha ha......right...

I start putting on that horrible facade of tolerating others that I cannot stand to be around, and decided I might as well be nice around the guy. He was telling me a few things, but I was being distracted holding two sheets of something.

It looked like tracing paper, it had the slight opacity that you would see in them, but it could've been overhead transparency sheets as well. There was something written and drawn on it, and it looks like==================== that I wanted to show to the participants in my attempts to find them.

After going through the two sheets back and forth, I put them down, and M asked me if I could log onto Facebook for him. I wanted to ask him why, but just gave a questionable expression on my face and went around his desk. I think he already has the site open for me, and that's all I remember.


EDIT:

Oh, and about the Zune HD dream, I was headed for the Biochemistry Department to send a letter for my adviser, and my sunglasses fell off while I tried to put them on while riding my bicycle. The moment that happen, I chuckled to myself on how this was just like the dream, except it was hot as hell out here.

08.21.2012

WakingNomad Dun Took Mah Comb, Bus, Vortex (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

You'll see soon in this dream...*giggle* even if he may be a projection from my mind, still funny...I'm probably going to be laughing just by trying to imitate some hillbilly accent while saying the title.

There's a lot of dream shifts, but they are all so similar that it's best to just make it one dream, and maybe it was! I did sleep a little late last night. I'm at the pinnacle of my dream recall when it comes to purposely getting distracted with things and still remembering the details (most of them). Now I just need to elevate that peak more....MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I'm running around somewhere similar to a track and field, and I feel this is just some final exercise we would do for a class. Things feel like their coming to an end, and then I remember running fast at an angular line. The grass was so blurry that it started to look like N64 graphics if that's a decent comparison to go by.

I didn't feel any pain from my legs at all running so fast, so I kept running and running until I reached a locker room where I assumed my stuff would be located at. I'm still running a little fast, making short turns and curves inside the locker room and finally found my locker.

There were a few guys around the area I was going too, and most of them only had their boxers or underwear on, and it felt kind of awkward too.

I decided to do a short jump over the small light apricot/vanilla colored wooden bench and take a seat. I'm still breathing a little fast from this (THE RUNNING mind you), but I didn't notice it too much unless there was complete silence in the locker room. Then a guy wearing a dark gray shirt and some dark blue denim-type of shorts randomly declared in the most annoying tone,

"That was only a side jump!" Let's nickname him "DeS" to help me remember the waking life counterpart the DC is the embodiment of. I turn my whole face to the left, look at DeS for a few seconds and literally said (not doing the act of it),

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWNNN NNNNNNNNNNNNN" (yawn)

DeS looks at me weird, so I guess my job was done here. I managed to make a DC shut up for once and not make me feel bad about myself!

I thought DeS was going to react from something like that, like punching me on my left jaw kind of reaction....guess not. I open some random locker door and claimed it was mine, and some of the stuff felt like it really did belong to me. The locker doors were white, but had some fade and wear to them, but not by a lot.

There were those little holes as well for air to go in and out easily in the front of them as well. I start taking random clothing inside my locker room, and there wasn't a lot of stuff in it, just a few dangling pieces here and there, and the rest was just a dark gray shadowing most likely from how the lighting in the room was spread out.

I forget where I put my belongings into, but I guess it would be a bag or something. I take out a comb from the locker, and it is devoid of any teeth (those little spikes). I can't remember the exact color of the comb, my guess is between swamp green or the default orange you see with the skinny combs.

I also recall seeing a shape of a fist and all the fingers clenching together that you would see on an Afro pick.

I look at it for a while, and then lose all awareness of it being in my hand. It felt like someone took it and quickly dashed away. I remember seeing a silhouette of someone behind me on my left, and it wasn't DeS anymore.

With my peripheral vision alone (I love this vision of mine I've been using a lot lately in my dreams), I could sense that this person had very long hair, and was even smiling a little. I didn't need to see the person's face, their aura was so positive and full of jestful nature, and he quickly fades away.

Once I realize this, I quickly get out of the locker room, and the dream environment shifts into a fairly dark room with natural lighting from outside shining through some small windows near the sides of the roof.

And without even thinking about it, I presumed this person to be WakingNomad.

"Hey....hey....give me back my comb WakingNomad....." I could see that he's not really trying to go anywhere with my comb, he only took it away to get my attention.

Then I started to declare in jestful tone myself,

".....before I go into yo dreams....and....and..." (I can't remember what I said to him after that =P )

I think he gives me back my comb, not sure, but I do remember the creases on the silhouette's visage forming to where it looks like he's smiling. He leaves through a door, and I do the same.

The dream shifts where I'm inside of a yellow school bus. (Second time in a row so far that's happened).

I'm going to the back section and sit down at the right side of the bus. There's a few girls in front of me, and I barely noticed this. I see some heads moving around left and right, as if they're trying to build a conversation of something. And then I see the blonde Sarah that I used to know in waking life.

She was beautiful...just like the waking life counterpart.

Spoiler for Mini Life Story:

(Damn it, I remember her trying to have a conversation with me, but I didn't like her simply because being a Senior in High School, and her being a Freshmen at the time wouldn't go together at alllllllllllllllll. She was beautiful though....)

Anyway........I doubt she's going to find this, so I'm okay.

While I'm looking at her, her other friends are like blurs to me at this point. I pay attention to how the dream captured her hair realistically, and started to lower my vision to her visage. She had a fragile but soft and glowing facial structure, completely innocent and enthusiastic.

I think I get a Blackberry phone out of my pocket, which is probably a teal color instead of being "black" like the one I have in waking life, and pretended that I was going to text somebody.

[Sarcasm] Very smooth Link....very smooth...[/Sarcasm]

I realized I was wearing the varsity tennis outfit from the school me and the blonde girl Sarah wore. It was dark green, with some one white stripe along each side. Then I checked over on Sarah again, and she's wearing her's too. She's also wearing really short sports shorts as well. I think she and the other girls she's sitting between know I'm looking at them, but they just pretend they don't know I'm looking at them.

It was so obvious because Sarah tried to use her peripheral vision by turning her face to the side a little too much. After this "pretend to not see" contest, the perspective changes to where I see the back of the school bus, and I also see a separate small window somewhere around the corner that shows the bus driver.

It's a dark-skinned man, and he looks very young, and the fact that he's all jittery doesn't give me enough assurance that we're going to make it through whatever destination me, Sarah, and all the other random dream characters are going to. The driver was driving on top of a bridge road, and he literally has the bus near the edge of the bridge.

I don't know how he got the wheels to get on the edge, especially when there were side borders to prevent something like that from happening, but I start trying to tell the guy to be a bit careful....like seriously, this guy, I swear if someone scared him, we would be falling off from a very very very VERY high bridge.

I had moments where I thought I was going to freaking faint, I can't believe I go on a bus where I place my faith on a jittery and inexperienced driver. Just thinking about it makes me laugh and scared at the same time. The driver looks familiar, but I can't exactly who he looks like.

I basically go through this mental process of "WTF MAN, YOU TRYNA KILL US OR SOMETHING?" and "HOLY S*** WE'RE GOING TO DIE," and while I'm going through this traumatic state, the dream characters are just chilling, Sarah too.

Like what the hell, how are they this calm when the bus driver looks like he's high on sugar? After watching the outside rear of the bus again, and seeing the driver on a separate display at the corner still jittering and looking like he's fucking crazy with every shift to the edge of the high bridge, there's finally a dream shift......

on flat ground....thank goodness!!! (I hate how I'm still giggling at how scared I was with the bus driver's competence)

I'm not sure if I'm in the school bus anymore, maybe I am, but now we're inside some weird tunnel. I'm pretty sure I'm inside some moving vehicle, I don't see myself at all, just a first person perspective, but it still feels like I'm seeing this over the shoulder.

Think of third person shooter type of games like Resident Evil 4 and up( go on YouTube for game-play to get the gist of what I experienced....if you really care. =P)

The tunnel consists of darker shades of green, and with the alternating colors of it and other random colors, it feels like I'm going through a vortex tunnel that doesn't look like it's going to end. There's all the typical vortex sounds you'd hear, so much "Whooooshing" and "Swishhing" interchanging, playing at the same time, it was just a rush, rush, rush!

There's all sorts of things happening here, there's random creature that look like Deku Scrubs from the the Zelda series, and whenever they are destroyed, a feather that looks like the ones that are dropped when you kill monsters from "Tak and the Power of Juju" and the rest of the series shows up.

The surface inside this tunnel looks like very shallow water, there's all sorts of small ripples forming. ***********EDIT******** Oh, and there were skunks all over the place in small groups as well....o.O

So much flashing, so many things going on at once that the only thing I could do was just become passive and embrace everything. Then the dream starts getting even MORE random.

Now it feels that I'm watching a game, a game with so many things on it, too many enemies to avoid, and it had the game play of Super Paper Mario for the Wii (the dream had a side scroller type of perspective and 3D view).

I believe I'm watching Mario, and the entirety of what makes him, him....is saturated with different uses of gold, and a little bit of orange as well. It was like the classic NES or even arcade type of embodiment he was in. The walls in this new environment are full of bland colors, mostly various hues of gray. A bunch of block like structures, but no surprise there since the dream seems to be conforming to the classic 2D game style.

There was so many things that happened that I can only recall a few. One was me mentally controlling the Golden Mario, and making him avoid direct contact from enemies trying to come after him. Some of them look like variants of the default Goomba you see in Mario games.

I kept mentally controlling Mario to jump up constantly because the enemies confined in the area he was in were just all over him. I remember one scenario where Mario is on top of those brown blocks that you would normally make him butt his head on for coins or other random items, and I think there was a Shell going left and right, and it was hard timing everything right so that I can step on it to make it stop moving.

Then there's one more part I recall, like with the Super Mario game play, things went into 3D-mode, but still had a two dimensional feel to it. Then a random Thwomp block just strolls its way into me, or Mario, or whoever, all I know is that I'm seeing things in first person perspective now.

The Thwomp is actually trying to talk to me,

"Hey Bro....."

or something like that. I know he told me something else, but I can't remember because I distracted myself too much with watching YouTube videos early in the morning. =(

I think that's all I remember, I know I had more dreams, but you know what...WHATEVER....I can deal with forgetting a few dreams, there's always the next time I sleep for that.

08.20.2012

School Bus and English Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a girl who's trying to find her father because he took something that she needed to get to somewhere I think.

I forget if this girl is a blonde, since I think I slept again instead of typing it on my laptop because I was too lazy to turn it on.

All I remember from this is that the girl used a bicycle, and her father had a faster model of another bicycle or motorcycle. I thought the girl wouldn't catch up, but she managed get to the same speed as her father. When he realized she really wants to talk to him, he finally stops.

He gets off the bike and gives the girl a plastic bag with some random items in it, but most importantly, he also gave her the item she was looking for, a very transparent bead.

The dream shifts, and now I'm inside of a yellow school bus. I couldn't see the outside, but based on how the seats were arranged, it definitely had to be a school bus. There were quite a few people inside, but there were two people I had most of my focus on.

Before doing so, I think I looked at myself at the mirror, but I'm not sure if it's me, it looks like a female.....am I in a female's body?

Whoever it is that I'm looking at in the mirror, she has some white cream on her face, so I take some object, probably a paper towel or something, and slowly wiped it off her face. It doesn't take long for me to finish this, and then I listen to the two girl's to the right a few seats in front of me. One girl was talking about how her Adviser told her she had to take some other course because of some condition I can't remember.

The girl had to leave, and then her friend called her to declare that in short, her Adviser doesn't know what she's trying to tell her at all. She starts telling her that she can do whatever it is she thought she couldn't, and after they talk for a while, maybe a minute or two, I see the same girl who left walking around on the cell listening to her friend to respond,

"Okay."

The girl was wearing a black leather jacket, white shirt, and some dark colored jeans. I don't do this often, but her visage wasn't very appealing to me, in fact, she reminds me of a girl in High School when I was a senior. She was on the cheerleader team, but I knew that someone like her would be the one talked about behind everyone's back as not looking good enough or something like that.

She hangs up and after that, everything is quiet. Then another random girl, who is a redhead, wearing a light gray shirt and the usual blue jeans is talking about people's weight. As the bus is taking a very deep curve to the left, while I'm on the right side of the bus looking at the window of the arrows signaling vehicles to take a deep left turn, the girl talks about how that if she sees someone obese in her neighbor, she takes that as a compliment.

It took me a few seconds to process how that can be a compliment, but for some weird reason, I found some logic in her twisted and cruel declaration. It makes sense, when you apply it as petting her ego and making herself feel better. She was a little pale in skin tone, and pretty skinny, but not too skinny, she had a little substance in a few regions.

The dream shifts again (everything seems to be following the same theme for me)....now I'm inside of a school building, and I'm on the top floor. There's a classroom I have to go to that's "Room 113," something like that. The overall setting are shades of brown, very dull and boring.

However, the room is closed, so we have to wait for a while, so I decided to walk around the hallway a bit and look around for any other classes that have started already. I get a hunch that someone is coming near Room 113, but it ends up being a student instead.

It's one of my short-term friends, Marissa, and she's wearing a think black cotton type of jacket with some kind of brown or dirty colored shirt and dark pants. Her face looks just the same, but she has a brown beard showing.

I can see why I didn't find this weird because she actually did a play where she had to paint a beard to act as a man....

The teacher eventually comes, and everyone is already trying to find their new seats. There's probably 10-15 people inside, excluding the teacher. Most of these people are familiar faces. There's one guy who looks like Gere wearing a black shirt and dark pants. Then there's this skater dude that I sat near a lunch table with in middle school, though he was a douchebag in waking life.

He's still skinny as ever, and is wearing a white shirt, though I can't remember the color of his pants. Then there's Marissa, who I already mentioned, and then there's another guy that I'll nickname "Hay" for the sake of being anonymous as well. I'm not too sure on that, but whenever I try to recall the details of the classroom, he always pops up.

I also think another girl from middle school who had a family history of sickle cell anemia there as well wearing a thin black jacket like Marissa, except she was shorter than her. The teacher was also wearing a thin black jacket and probably a white shirt underneath.

I think she had an inverted bowl shape hairstyle, which reminds me a lot like my first English AP teacher before I switched classes. While everyone is quickly finding their seats, I end up being the last one trying to pick a seat, and the teacher isn't really patient herself, in fact she told me,

"It shouldn't take long to find a seat..." (paraphrasing here).

I awkwardly acknowledge it, but I forget where I decided to sit down. I think she hands out some sheets, and while I'm scavenging through them, I find there's one worksheet that asked two questions. One was related to something about having a specific type of camera. I think it was a Yes or No question. I was confused about this because I thought this was an English class.

But I think the reason why I assumed that is because I saw Marissa, who I only met my English AP and U.S. history dual credit class.

It seems this is some type of photography class, and I think other people start getting confused as if they're in the wrong class.

I can't remember anything else.

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08.20.2012

House (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In a house with father and mother probably, there was some talk about ants and how they don't go onto certain animals because of their stench....house feels incomplete.

Not a lot I can remember here.

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08.20.2012

Tennis in the pool (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up, making grunting sounds, and I felt really tired as well. I see one person to the left of me who looks like Jerry in waking life. He's wearing dark clothes. In front of me is a pool, but I can't remember if it's full or not.

It had a sky blue glow to it, and apparent, there was supposed to be a tennis match near the pool. I think I ask Jerry if I can join in, but I don't hear anything from him.

I see three fluorescent green tennis balls on the grass. I pick them up and formed them into a triangle. A random lady comes out of nowhere and looks at me. It seems she's going to pick up the tennis ball, but I can't remember what she does. She's a little overweight, and based on the cap, she looked like she could be the umpire.

This area seems to be the backyard of someone's house.

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08.20.2012

3D Thong and Rear Display (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

Random butt of a lady is displayed wearing a full bikini suit. The front area was barely covering her vagina, and the back side....it's basically a string. It's not even covering her asshole at all, and it just looks weird only seeing the butt and not the whole lady.

08.19.2012

Zombies...Zombies Everywhere! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being inside of a very dark room, but it did have some light so I could see everything. In fact, I think I saw things zoomed out a little bit. There was this little test where you would have to wall run, then jump off to the other wall, and then wall run again to make one more final jump to get to a certain ledge.

The reason getting to this ledge was so important was that there was an item that prevented you from being attacked by zombies. They would just let you by, but if you took it off, they would charge after you again, but when you put back on the item, you're back to not worrying about them killing you. It was like playing a video game for a while when I finally got the light blue item, I think it was a hat that you wore.

I remember dream shifts where Kuniko Houjou from Shangri-La came out of nowhere and decided to do the wall-run and jump to the other side and wall-runs and jumps again to the final ledge with ease compared to me who had to struggle climbing up the final ledge.

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08.19.2012

Cursed or Lucky? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that if you pulled something out of a dark object, you would get something like "Cursed" in red colors floating in the air around you, or some positive word with a green or blue color floating around. I've gotten a few "Cursed" pullouts, but it turns out that there was a report that someone hacked into all of these and just let the "Cursed" float around in the whole sum of dark objects with positive outcomes.

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08.19.2012

Engagement Ring? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm driving a car with my mind.

Like, I know it's all a mental thing in your dream, but I mean just as in not actually remembering myself touching the wheel to steer the car.

There's a one lane road, and it's one of those lanes where you would go to get to the parking area of a rest station or something like that. There were stop lights, but it mostly consisted of just one light medium that would show one of the three colors at some point. The lights weren't working right, they would shift to green, yellow, and red way too fast.

This made driving a pain because I had to stop a few times before I could get on the lane to get a parking spot. I also had to merge into that same lane, which meant I had to wait for other vehicles before me to come. There was a cop vehicle getting close to the left of me, so I obviously gave him the right of way. He didn't look like anyone who was going to pay attention to subtle things like that, but again, he was wearing sunglasses, so I don't know where his eyes were focused on.

Once he's in front of me, I pretty much go as slow as I can, because one, I never rode a car, excluding riding around a large empty parking area for practice with my father, in my life. I didn't care about the other drivers behind me possibly mouthing me off inside of their vehicles. After the cop finally speeds up a little, I can't remember how I park, but I get out of the vehicle at some point to go inside this building.

I believe my father was there sitting, waiting for me for something, and then there was one girl that I felt was my future girlfriend....if that makes any sense???? =P

She was fairly short, maybe 1 feet shorter than me, and had an over exaggerated type of hour-glass figure. Her ass was pretty huge for her height, and she had long and curly brown hair. I couldn't see her visage, just her body. She wore tight dark blue jeans, and it augmented her contours a lot.

She gets close to me, and I think I take her hand. We probably said something, but I forget what exactly. Then I had a feeling I was missing something, and that's when my father came in to talk about some ring he bought for me for the girl I'm with?

I'm still very doubtful if that's what he really did.

I talked to him about something related to a receipt, and then......

I can't remember anything at all.........

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08.19.2012

Garrador and The Yellow Flash (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a room with a vanilla type of tile flooring, with a very bright light on top. It seems I'm on the run from something, and with each room I go to, it's the same design all over like I mentioned in the first sentence. I see some enemies from Resident Evil 4, or at least, that's what it felt like at first, but I didn't pay much attention to them since I can easily dodge and dash away from them.

What I was really concerned is how overconfident I was, as I'm opening the doors, I encounter many randomly generated enemies, and there was even a Garrador that was coming after me, but that was because of my being playful. I think this Garrador could actually see, because I did not make any distinct sounds other than the door opening.

I freaked out when it looked at me, so I closed the door quickly and dashed for another random door. I tried to eliminate the thought that it was going to follow me, and it turns out it disappeared. Now I'm in a room where I'm upstairs, and there are people downstairs trying to block me from to another level up. The path that I would go to was laid out with a red carpet in the middle.

Hmmm...this red carpet thing is one dream sign that I still remain passive about.

I had some fear that these people would really hit me, but they were pushovers, the moment I started faking my movements, they were too confused, and I instantly dashed through them. Once I reached the next floor, I have to go downstairs again I believe, and this time, it was kind of tedious to find a way to go at a certain speed without screwing things up.

So instead of trying to dash through these random people, I think I jumped in the air and did a back-flip over them.

The dream shifts, and I'm not taking any part of it except watching someone who looks like Minato from Naruto trying to infiltrate a building by himself. He has one Flying Thunder God Kunai in his hand, and completely makes every single guard trying to block him useless.

Spoiler for Rambling :P:

(In a nutshell, the Flying Thunder God Technique is where you can transport yourself instantly based on where the sealed Kunai is. So if you were to throw it at someone, and they dodged it, if you timed it write, the second the dodged it, you transport yourself to the Kunai's location and do a surprise attack.)

I think it's cool having something like that in your disposal, especially if something came up to attack you, and you don't have any time to react, you can just transport yourself to escape if you have a location marked with a sealed kunai or technique formula somewhere. And appearing in the blink of an eye would be scary for anyone in your way.

Anyway, he throws the special kunai away from the guards to transport himself behind them, and then more guards started to come. So he quickly throws the kunai back from the entrance to confuse them some more.

I can't remember much after that.

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08.19.2012

Facebook Comments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I post a status on Facebook, and people are actually interested in it. I think it's because it was related to something about parties in general. Though I can't remember any of the comments posted, everyone seemed to be interested in other people's comments.

Yeah, nothing "exciting" after that.

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08.19.2012

Stranger Handshake (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a vehicle, me and my father get out, and he happens to meet someone I knew in waking life. Let's call him "Sheh."

Apparently, Sheh and my father know each other, and they both give a handshake to each other and they even do the shoulder brace and pat on the back to each other. I was surprised that he would know Sheh, but only for a little while until I went back to feeling neutral again.

Sheh was wearing a long dress shirt, and some dark colored jeans, he's the type of person who likes dressing well.

I can't remember anything else.

08.18.2012

Pink Flag with White Dot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a school building, most likely High School. I don't even know the name, and I try my best to find out without asking the people around me. I felt that if they are trying to hide the name, that asking them would be rude. I'm next to a blonde female, who looks a lot like my Chemistry 102 tutor before she graduated.

The school walls are made of brown bricks, everywhere. It's the most basic and dull style there is. It's hard to tell if there's a roof or not, it looks like a really faded canary kind of color. Maybe there wasn't a roof at all, maybe the sky had some kind of weird faded gold-ish color to it. The whole atmosphere was saturated with this type of color, it felt so real, the people, the materials on the wall, everything.

I stand around a bit, desperately trying to find some kind of logo or something, school uniforms, sports outfits, etc., ANYTHING that has a name of it. Nothing at all! What is up with the name of the High School not showing up anywhere? I tried to calm down since there's no way I would ask these people what's the High School name if they go through so much to hide it.

Even in abstract dream logic, I'm still thoughtful of these people....loool.

I see there's a pink flag hanging away from me at 1-3 feet, and maybe 10 feet above me. It's just a pink flag with a white dot on it, and it's hanging diagonally like any basic flag with a small pole holding it on a wall. Then I decided to check the back of the shirt of the blonde female next to me. Her back was slightly facing me, and I knew there was another dream character to the left of me. He was tall, probably blonde as well, but I didn't pay too much attention to him.

I looked at the tag at the back of the blonde female's really close, I zoom onto her neck, without trying to make myself look like a creep, and I finally see some kind of wording.

"PPW," in fact, It was lined up to be started from the top, and then would go diagonally to the right. It was just a tag, but noticing this subtle detail on how it's laid out amazes me when I'm recalling this dream. Anyway, at some point, this same blonde female is going somewhere, and I'm following her as well.

Seems she's headed for a class, and the whole environment changes according to that. There's a white floor, basic white lighting on the ceiling. I'm trying to find where the teacher is, and it's a female voice for sure, sounds like someone who's maybe in their late 40s or so. Turns out the teacher sits in the middle of the class, probably to emphasize on interacting with the students or something I guess.

I think she's blonde too, kind of, and she's wearing a thin layered clothed black jacket. She's wearing some kind of shirt with a shade of green, maybe swamp-ish kind of green. She's also wearing long Khaki pants, and as for the shoes, I'm not so sure.

She's holding a book with her left hand, and she's looking down and reading whatever it is from the text. The blonde female I followed sits down, and I try to find a spot quickly. I could tell the teacher knew I was here, I could see that she used her peripheral vision, and she went back to reading the book without any kind of pause in her speech at all.

I guess that was my confirmation that I should go ahead and find a seat, and I looked around quickly for one. I decided to sit behind the blonde. I noticed she's wearing a black sports jacket now instead of the pink sports uniform shirt. Maybe she covered it up with the jacket, don't know.

As I'm sitting down, there's one dream character that looks fairly young, maybe 14 years of age, probably a little less than that. He's wearing a gray shirt and I can't pick out the pants he's wearing. He's fairly dark-skinned, and has black curly hair. He's trying to understand some problem, but continues to portray that he cannot comprehend anything on the matter.

I didn't know what it was they were talking about in the classroom, so I just stayed quiet and paid attention to how others would react to each other. There was one guy that's diagonally to the right of him writing down notes fairly quick.

The dude in the gray shirt asks that same guy some question related to whatever is projected on the screen, and the guy writing down the notes gets irritated saying that what he's doing is real, something along those lines.

I noticed that when we was saying that, he's holding a yellow folder, close to be golden, and it has paper stacked inside of it. He was waving it up and down, probably a form of sublimating his irritation with the question the guy in the gray shirt asked him. The guy taking the notes was wearing a white polo shirt, had slightly spiky black hair as well.

After that fiasco ended, I can't remember what happens next.

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08.18.2012

Good Kitty (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

For some reason, I'm suddenly a potty-mouth towards my mother, and I don't even feel concerned about it for the first few sporadic sayings at her. She starts repeating what I say to my father, and I eventually said to myself quietly,

"Shut the fuck up."

Where did that come from?!?!?!

She still was able to hear me, and repeats it to my father. I screamed at her,

"NO, I DIDN'T SAY THAT AT ALL!!!!"

My father comes out, and he looks at me and says something to me that I shouldn't forget the $1,500 he's putting in for my tuition.

LOL. Okay...........

I just take what he says without saying anything, what a complete lie.

Am I really this bloody stupid to not do a reality check?

After things cool down, I still feel heated up, the dream shifts to where I'm resting on some sofa with a black and white cat. It's very close to me, and I start rubbing it, feeling at peace each time. It's enjoying how I'm scratching under it's neck gently, having its eyes closed, and the form of its mouth almost resembling a smile.

I rub the cat on the head again, feeling how fragile this thing is compared to me. I continued doing this probably for the rest of the dream because I can't remember anything else.

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08.18.2012

Electrical Boxes and Aunt (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember the vehicle I'm inside with some random people completely stops, and to fix this, we had to insert electrical boxes that don't look anything that belongs in a vehicle's engine. Two boxes were needed in order to fuel up this vehicle, and I think I was the one who inserted them.

At first, I did it wrong, but that was corrected quickly, and then there's another dream shift where we have to get new boxes. Robert Ri'chard shows up, and is apparently an employee for the random Auto shop we're in. I can't remember the exact details on the work uniform he's wearing, but I do remember that the main colors are: Red, yellow, and black, and maybe orange.

Then I realize we're inside of a garage, well, a work garage for the auto shop. Pretty dull place if you ask me, but I can't really expect much from a place that would have a lot of dirty work from grease in the first place.

There's another dream shift where I see the back of the vehicle, and I'm probably 10 feet away from it. I seem to be eating something, and it's on a vanilla colored ceramic plate. Seems to be Spanish rice, or dirty rice, I just know the rice is yellow, and I'm eating something else with it, probably chopped up chicken breasts. It tastes pretty decent, and I continue eating this for a while, even though I don't see any signs of this food actually decreasing lol.

Infinite Food!

A lady wearing a red shirt, and a yellow long dress skirt....think of the stereotype of a Hispanic lady with a fruit bowl on top of her head.

Now just exclude the fruit bowl, bam, that's imagery for you!

She was a really nice lady, very enthusiastic. She was dark-skinned, and I could swear she looks a lot like my father's sister. The more I think about it, she really did look like her. She had black long hair tied up from the back. The same eyes, nose, lips...........


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Maybe it's just me being in a suggestive mood.

Anyway, she comes with a plate with food on it. It looks like Scrambled eggs and some red beans. She puts some on my plate, even though I didn't want any of it.....wow, another characteristic just like the waking life counterpart....always eager to put more food on my plate....

*sigh*

I decided I might as well eat it, since if this really is the waking life counterpart, she would be able to cook well. I take a small sample of the egg, and it tastes pretty good. I could taste some of the salt mixed in with the cooked yolk. It gave off a distinct feature, a little bitter, but that's what made the egg taste amazing!

I spend the rest of the dream eating this food, even though I'm sure it wasn't going to run out in the first place.

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08.18.2012

Oneironaut Zero's Typos (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can only remember seeing O try to make a legible post, but judging by the typos, he was probably in a hurry for something.

I can't even remember the words on the post because it was really hard to comprehend. The post was related to a thread where someone had a question, probably a personal one related to waking life.

I do remember some signs there like:

@,
#,
%,
but that's all I can remember.

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08.18.2012

Alyzarin & Golden Edit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember communicating with Alyzarin somehow, and she told me a solution to how I didn't like the quality of webcam pictures I would save for myself. She said that if I used some feature called "Golden --------------," that it would enhance the quality of my pictures, so that needing an actual camera wouldn't be necessary.

I tried it out on a sample picture, but I couldn't really see much of a difference, however, the picture was saturated with a type of golden aura.

Too bad I didn't know what the other part of the word was.....Golden-------------....this really bothers me not knowing.

08.17.2012

Lugia (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's night time, and I'm on the upper floor of this random house. It has the default wood flooring that goes longways for each individual piece. I currently have a flashlight with me, since it really is dark, but the light itself is way too dim for me to venture safely in this house.

I have to walk slowly for most of the dream. I finally find the bathroom in this house, and the whole area consists of white....white walls, white tile flooring...everything. It feels so empty, I can't even sense a living soul in this house. I look around the bathroom sink, and find that there are two flashlights for me to use.

There's one that's already on.....just laying at the edge of the bathroom shining at the mirror....laid there convieniently just for me....

Woah....

I get a little suspicious and wanted to take the other one that wasn't on, but I decided I might as well take the light blue flashlight that's already on. Plus, it looked more appealing, even though that itself shouldn't have allowed me to be passive on the fact that it was on already by something or someone.

I look at the flashlight a little bit, and it's so bright that I can even see through the blue layering that covers most of the base and top of the flashlight. It also has a fairly thick black rim around the glass where the light shines. I get out of the room, and I quickly see one child in front of me.

He looks very familiar, let's call him "H." I can tell he wants me to follow him somewhere, and I do. He opens one door, and points somewhere. I go in the room to see where he's pointing, and I hear him mention something about Lugia...

I think he was trying to say something else, but that's the first word that pops in my mind when trying to recall this dream.

I tried to find ways to comprehend what he's doing by pointing at the room. Maybe he wasn't focusing on the toys on the bed, and since it was dark, maybe where I was trying to look at where he's pointing was wrong.

Darn it.

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08.17.2012

VHS tapes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember going inside the living of a house. It has red carpet flooring, and I decided to check the DVD shelf near the PC on the floor. I didn't realize this could be my mother's sister's house until I recalled this.

I look through random VHS tapes, and I see names of people on them, I think? It was so random, these felt like the type of names you would see on a forum or something. I hear voices, but I can't make a clear distinction of the source....

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08.17.2012

You are One of Us.... (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Before I had this dream, I decided...."Let me turn off my laptop, and everything else in this room." My Blackberry, the chargers for the laptop and phone, and just keep the fan running.


I always keep my laptop on as a way to ensure that when I wake up, I'll immediately open the DreamJournal system by Banhurt, and start typing away as many thoughts that appear in my mind. That's all I've been doing up to this point, well before this point.

And I know this may be just random luck that I managed to become lucid from this dream, but maybe I should try having the laptop off when I try the WBTB. In fact, maybe just not have it on altogether, and resort to traditional means of waking up, the less distracting external alarm that I use to wake myself up for in college rather than the countdown timer on my laptop

Since I don't have to worry about waking up multiple times and forgetting to set the alarm again, I can try it out. I wonder......I've seen threads about electronics interrupting parts of your brain from functioning at a certain time when you need them to, but I never really indulged myself into that belief.

I'll just believe in it now, since I rarely become lucid in the first place, and the moment I turn off the computer and the phone, I wake up 2 hours later and can recall this lucid dream.

I'm outside somewhere, it feels like New York, with the gray atmosphere, good weather in fact judging by how clear the skies are. I feel like I'm jogging or running around this random section. I keep moving forward, ignoring the roads to the left of me because I don't recall seeing any cars passing by. I keep running and using my peripheral vision, I see something blue above me, like a store or service sign.

The whole area consisted of very dull colors, mostly the gray, and I couldn't help but stop to see what's inside this section that looks like those mini-stores in New York. It seems to be shut down, but it's opened. Most of the place is empty, just random objects on the floor. I go inside this area, and eventually find a man sitting down somewhere.

He looks a lot like the brother of a man that I knew in my childhood, let's call him "G."

"G's" brother is wearing a white shirt, with short black pants, and dark colored shoes. I think he's even wearing long black socks. He's probably around the age of 50-60, and still using that "Just For Men's" haircolor like always....*giggle*

Sorry...it's just....ugh, people and their ambition to maintain youth....as your body continues to decay, what's the point? It's like trying to add a bowtie on manure.... Anyway...

I see another man next to G's brother, but I don't pay much attention to him. I realized that being here isn't going to give me something useful to do or experience. So I turn around and try to get out, and suddenly things turn into a mini-maze for me.

I had a feeling G's brother was looking at me, and this feeling of thinking he was doing that started to get stronger and stronger, but I'm sure it's just me being paranoid that he might do something to me...can't really have your back faced on them with the sporadic nature of non-lucid dreams...

I finally get out of this mini-maze, which was just running left and right around wall ledges. As I continue picking up the pace with getting faster, some random guy riding a bike does an insane wheelie stunt, almost coming in contact with me.

Things are going in slow motion for a little while, and I quickly glanced at him. He was wearing a white vest, and dark colored shorts. He was a dark skinned man, and I can't remember his hairstyle. After he disappears, no one is in my way now, and I keep running.

The dream shifts, and I'm suddenly on the top floor of a house. I immediately realize this is my uncle's house when I made a trip to Canada for a week a month ago. There are three doors on the left of me, and I'm currently near the first one (excluding the master bedroom) if you were to go up the stairs to get there.

I decided to check the bathroom, but I can't remember which door I picked, probably the middle or the last one in front of me. I go inside, and I find the bathroom is completely different than the one in waking life. The sink is on the right side, right as soon as you enter the bathroom it's right there compared to having to walk a little bit and seeing it on the left side.

I see there's a green mini-towel, and out of curiousity, since the whole bathroom was white and shiny, the green made a huge contrast. I zoomed in a little it to see if there's any leterring or symbols, and I find that when I turn it around, there's 5 stars.

They are all lined up horizontally, and they have a darker shade of green compared to the thin fabric that was wrapped around the mini-towel. I put it down, and I get out of the bathroom. I see that someone is coming in. I see a small child coming in with someone, and I quickly turn around and find something was weird.

I do a nose plug reality check, and I can breathe through my nose. I couldn't believe it, so I held my nose even tighter than before, and can still breathe through. I continued to feel the sensation of my dream diaphragm contracting to inflate the lungs. I surprisingly kept a calm demeanor throughout the rest of this dream.

Didn't really need to bother with stabilization since the dream itself was vivid and crisp. I can sense that these people are coming up the stairs, hearing the pounding their feet are creating on each step. I can sense that these had to be children, I could sense the enthusiasm.

They finally come up, and the first one that I notice is my grand-daughter, let's call her "K." I didn't pay much attention to the rest of the children, just her. She was very cheerful and happy to see me, completely different than she was in waking life where she was always too shy to talk to me.

Even though I didn't pay attention to the rest of the children, sometimes I wonder that if I did, I could've seen a glimpse of the other children my sister would turn out to be when they get a little older.

I wanted to go inside the other room in front of me, so I forgot about "K" and the other children altogether. I don't know what motivates me to go inside this room, but I opened it and immediately closed it to prevent "K" and the rest from coming in.

I see a bed in front of me, and I think there's a blonde anime girl 1-3 feet in front of me. She has those big and adorable eyes. I forget what she's wearing because her big and cute eyes are luring me to come closer to her.......

She advances to me.....

She tells me,

"You will now become one of us...."

Ho ho ho hoooooo, I like where this is going.

She gets a syringe out, and she immediately stabs the right side of my neck, pushes whatever liquid contained in the syringe, and pulls it out. It actually was painless, and the fact that being lucid and not being bothered by this really concerns me lol.

I think she tries to explain a few more things, but by this time, things start getting a little blurry for me. There's a dream shift, and I'm back in the bedroom again. I see there's someone sleeping in the bedroom.

Things get weird from this point, I can't even comprehend how I come into play this time compared to before. The girl realizes that I'm in the bedroom, I think, and she unfolds the sheets to show herself and turns around and blushes.

She asks, "What are you doing here?" and opens her mouth in shock, and her blushing increases in redness. Then I see there's a person on the left side sleeping on the floor wake up, and he ends up blushing at her in shock. This is the part that I'm confused on lol, was it me, or was it the other random anime guy?

By this time, I decided I might as well wake up, because I started to get worried about what was going to happen. All three of us were surprised to see each other....then again, that shouldn't have been my reason to just wake up lol.