Linkzelda's Dream Journal

25.10.2014

She Wants 10 More Men for Sex (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in bed with another member in this forum because I wanted to meet them, but not through this way. I wanted to be in a more platonic environment, but I guess my mind was rendering this virtual experiential reality as the only way we probably could even communicate.

And maybe that’s the probability I have to consider, and if that’s the case, I might as well move on with my life instead of trying to rekindle with them directly; especially if circumstances in real life wouldn’t make it compatible in the first place. Or maybe I’m missing the whole point, and there’s some underlying and symbolic meaning as to why this emulation of someone else is presented this way.

I’m mostly watching what’s going on, but I’m aware of sensations of my feet and legs despite looking in a third person point of view. She’s to the right of me, if you’re looking at the screen just the way you are, and she has the sheets near her chest raised up. Accepting her invitation to do whatever to her, I proceed to do so, until she stated she wanted 10 more men to join in on the fun.

What is this, Ocean’s 11?

I just couldn’t comprehend why a female needs 10 more men to have sex with her; there’s only so many holes to where if you need that much, it’s overkill.

And even if they're just a DC and a figment of my imagination, why do they need to be occupied by so many people anyway?

I'm probably just missing the point of this dream, so I'll leave it at that. Wish I could censor out 97% of this entry, as it would probably be blatantly obvious to that member of who it is that wanted to have sex with me. Maybe she'll know, or not.

04.04.2014

The Guy with the Axe and Gun (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up, and found myself in an environment that looks exactly like the area I'm currently residing in waking life. Green walls, a bed that's slightly elevated more than usual, and the same material of dark gray carpet.

I'm gradually becoming more aware that this is a dream, feeling the slight blurry echo effects as I'm moving about inside the house. I hear footsteps coming near the house's entrance, and I immediately motioned myself near it.

I peek through the hole, and I see a Caucasian male that has dark brown hair, is wearing a yellow polo shirt that's untucked, along with regular blue worker jeans. He's wielding an axe with his right hand I believe, and he's knocking on the door, and spends a few seconds waiting before knocking again.

I quickly turn in the other direction, wondering where I could find a weapon in case this guy has ill intentions in mind. I decided I should check the other bedroom diagonally to the left of me for something. I hear the knocking, but I try to not let it intimidate me since they couldn't possibly come in.

Completely wrong.

I hear the door open, and because I couldn't find something to protect myself, and because I was too fixated on the emotions of fear and panicking, I ended up making horrible decisions, and decided to try and hide under a bed.

Too bad the bottom of the bed barely had any space for me to hide under, and it would only be a matter of time for the person to find me there even if I could hide under there.

The individual is getting closer and closer, and he's raising his shoulders up while having his arms at a lop-sided "L" position with the axe, and a gun as well. My perspective starts getting a bit weird, and it feels like I'm seeing things at a slanted angle now, almost as if I'm about to fall down.

The guy is walking pretty slowly, and the blurry echoes become more prevalent, but I'm too bothered by what may happen rather than attempting to change the dream environment.

I wake up, because it doesn't seem anything was going to change at the time.