Linkzelda's Dream Journal

04.01.2013

Akashic Records Reading Real or Fake? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember that I'm inside of a hallway where things are quiet but peaceful. There's a very big book in front of me, and the exterior is a brown color while the pages are slightly yellow.

The room was a little dark, but there was a window right above me that was conveniently placed right behind the book so that I could easily read it. I couldn't remember the first pages of this book, and I probably wouldn't have been able to decipher them if I wanted to.

So as I'm going through more pages, I finally noticed something comprehensible. For some reason, that page came out to me, like it tore out on its own or something like that. It stated about me having a 53% of something, and by doing these actions, I would an augmentation leading towards that event being more probable and in my favor.

It was kind of hard to bear at first, and I don't really recall embracing the magnificence of the Akashic Records, probably because I felt I was in the lower levels of my own Records. The paper showed a graph somewhere on the right, and then there's a table that shows actions I can take that gives me a certain percentage if I accomplish them.

Then I had this mentality where it was Thursday of next week I believe, or maybe Thursday that already passed for this week. But to be practical, I'm going to presume the dream or astral scenario was for the week coming up after this dream journal entry.

So if I wanted to be in the clear for the event to be in my favor I had to get at least 10% to make it 63%.

With the options below on the table, it seemed I had a pretty good chance in making this happen. After realizing this, it gives me a sense of relief, but I'm still not sure if this was simulated or not.

Then the whole experience starts go into dream like qualities, and I see random people like Nick from Young and the Restless, so now as I'm typing this, the Akashic Records reading was either:

- Real, but I dozed off and got the experienced intertwined with a random dream

-Simulated along with the random dream

- Real, but how I conceptualize it was associated with how I analyze dreams.

Now the dream shifts where I'm planning out some of the activities on the paper that's torn out (this was obviously a simulation or something, because I don't recall your own pages actually being able to be ripped off or being able to be torn out.

It was mostly things related to college, and then it felt like it was Friday, and I didn't have any kind of awareness on any percentage increase. I felt my time here was limited, and that things would start crashing down for me.

Going into this self-induced pit of negative emotions, I start to phase out of my planning, if I had one, and I can't recall the rest of this experience.

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04.01.2013

Trying to Call My Father (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a house I'm currently residing for the New Years break, and I find myself trying to call my father. The phone starts blanking out pretty frequently, which irritates me.

My father picks up sometimes, but most of the time I can't even hear him at all. I didn't bother to check if the phone volume was on mute, but I didn't really want to do anything but to call him.

The house itself has the kitchen light turned on and the T.V. on the left is on as well I believe.

There's someone wearing an orange shirt and brown leggings or velour pants in the house that starts becoming annoying after a while and starts screaming, and I'm not sure if it's at me or my father.

But when she's screaming, I hear the response from my phone. I get confused, and I can't remember what happens after that.

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04.01.2013

Weird Creature & Dave Chappelle (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a creature consisting of orange and a slightly green tentacle. It's as small as a human fist, and it's moving around like crazy where I'm too scared to do anything.

Dave Chappelle randomly comes into this dream, and I'm trying to throw a ball at the creature, but Dave catches it with his butt cheeks. He starts going random mode on me, and I'm trying to look the other way before things go into the shitter for this dream.

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04.01.2013

Kaomea PMs me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Kaomea PMs stating that I could PM her every now and then.

Huh?

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04.01.2013

Alyzarin makes me Respond Quickly (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alyzarin wants me to respond to a thread with preset responses, and I do it quickly because she says it to me in a rush.

I thought I created the thread, which was something related to putting what describes you as a tag or something, but it seems Erii created it before me.

After reading my reply the second time, I felt this didn't really describe me. Then some random user below me with a Kid Goku picture for his avatar stated how he was going to describe himself, but I pretty much took part of what he was.

A lot of people liked this, and I feel confused on what I actually did to "steal" part of his identity in the first place. I felt guilty either way, and then as I'm scrolling up to see who liked it, I saw Kaomea and 6 other people liked it.

I was still speculating what I did wrong, and I felt guilty....lol...guilty over people who liked something that basically makes me look like the bad guy.


I turned to Alyzarin and told her that she shouldn't have made me do that, and she instant messages me with (paraphrasing here):

"I tend to do that a lot, get used to it."


Huh???????????????

This dream so random and incomprehensible to piece together.

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04.01.2013

Don't Bold, Italicize, or Underline! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's pretty much the whole dream; someone tells me not to bold, italicize, and underline.

It wasn't like that exactly, she made a blog post on how "Brandon" is violating the Terms of Service by doing these actions. Then she goes on to ramble on and on and on and on.

Then I looked at the comments that seemed automated and a bunch of one-liners. Then after speculation, I realized this whole blog post was a bunch of BULL, and this didn't make sense AT ALL.

Could've done a reality check, but nope.

So I'm trying out a new method of trying to induce AP/OBE

Basically in summary (though there's a lot more meaning behind the steps)

1. I take a small nap for about 1 hour to 90 minutes.

2. Wake up, stay up for 30 minutes to an hour

3. Practice relaxing, which shouldn't be too hard since the Pre-Sleep will make my body relaxed.

4. When I realize I'm in a state of complete relaxation and different awareness, I'll pretend there's a rope that I'm climbing, and apply passive awareness combined with deliberate force to keep climbing until I feel the sensation that I'm "Out of Body" Or in a "Dream Body."

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Not sure if the dream recall pitched a bit because of it, but I'm going to keep it up.

I'll probably still do another WBTB with it, but just practicing these small steps first.

11.06.2012

Sex with Rich People Fetish (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a thread on DV where someone mentions how they feel when they have sex with rich people, sort of like a fetish thing.

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11.06.2012

The Green Chalk Board (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is being inside of a small classroom, and there was a guest speaker that was trying to explain to us a few things, but I remained passive and found the whole thing boring.

That was until he introduced something to the class that was actually interesting, and it enticed me to get up an interact with them. Some of the dream characters looked exactly like the main characters from the show "Recess."

It makes sense, since I was watching a MEP (Multi-Editor Project) video that involved using some song with clips from the show yesterday. The content was all on the green chalkboard, and I can't recall exactly what enticed me.

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11.06.2012

REM Cycle Graph (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up and noticed there's a REM Cycle graph that tracked my sleeping cycles for the night apparently, similar to IamCoder's program involving using mouse clicks to record when you sleep, and for how long you keep it up before hitting REM cycles.

It was on a white background graph, and the lines of data, or heartbeat type of lines were various colors of blue, and there were a few red lines as well.

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11.06.2012

Suena and Link (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Suena mentions a post about some link that makes her feel a certain way, then I was wondering if she meant link as in my username Linkzelda. After having thoughts of confusion circling around for a while, I finally realize she just meant link as in a website link.

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11.06.2012

The Sidewalk of Changing Events (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm walking on a sidewalk, mostly on the left side if you're looking at this screen. There's a lot going on, many people coming and going, many vehicles disappearing, and being replaced with new ones.

I turn around back and forth a few times, and realize that almost everything I do that, something changes in this environment. The atmosphere was neutral, gray colored and all, and it felt like morning or an afternoon with gray skies foreshadowing rain or something.

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11.06.2012

Random DV Thread (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's some thread I'm reading on DV, and there's a lot of members having conversations in it. To list a few:

f0rceez
Erii (I think)
Alyzarin
Linkzelda (me)

and a lot more, but I can't recall the rest. There were a lot of jokes exchanged and people recieving likes.

Other than that, I can't remember anything else.

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11.06.2012

Picture of Myself (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm looking at a picture of myself on a laptop, and I'm wearing a black shirt, and I have my hair at a low level like I do in waking life at the moment.

I put on a smile for whatever camera I'm talking the picture in, and I noticed my teeth don't belong on my face, it feels like I'm wearing someone's teeth. Maybe the teeth were just misaligned that made me presume that.

11.04.2012

Finding Food for Erii (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I would've recalled a lot more if I decided to stay up a bit.

I think I'm wearing a white suit, similar to what Wu Jing wore in "Sha Po Lang" when he played as Jack.

I meet Erii, at least the previous avatar of the blue colored striped Umbreon she had.

I think Erii showed her human form as well, but she was wearing a black hoodie jacket with the hood over her face. I think she asked me to find some food for her. We were near at the front of a house near a cul-de-sac neighborhood, and it seemed to be either night time, or early morning.

I forget my response to her, but based on the series of events coming later on in the dream, I most likely replied to her that I'll help her out. I started to dash quickly, though I'm not sure of where I'm going. I pick up the pace, and realized I'm in a random city at night.

There's just blurred city lights everywhere, and for some reason, I feel like I don't belong here at all. In fact, I even feel like I'm supposed to be hiding from someone. I hear motorcycle sounds getting louder and louder, and out of reflex, I decided to just fall down on my stomach to avoid whatever it is that's coming to me.

Nothing bad happened, it's just a line of people riding motorcycles at 15-25 miles per hour, and they were fairly close to the sidewalk edge I had my body on top of. After that, the dream shifts, to where I think I probably went through a portal of some kind.

This same portal that's showing what's on the other side, there's a cafeteria.

Then I most likely thought, "Oh, this means I can find something for Erii to eat" (not really thinking it, just having the reflex to help her out coming back to my awareness, if that makes any sense?)

After I go through this portal, there's people circling around me, people that I knew during second to last High School I moved to during my whole high school years. Their faces are all too familiar, the same people I hanged around in the round table during high school are not making a circle around me.

It's too overwhelming, these were people I didn't know that much because I moved to different High Schools to since we needed to find better housings. They look at me, they have neutral expressions plastered on their visages.

This pisses me off for some odd reason, I look at one guy who looked like Shawn, if that's even his name. He looks just like him, the black hair with spiky ends in the front, wearing a white shirt, and regular black shorts. He just looks down on me while I'm sitting on the table.

I have to get out of here, these people who clearly knew I wouldn't talk to them in waking life (except for the females I hanged around with), and probably had mixed feelings of hanging out with them in lunch....I had to get out of here...quickly.

I launch myself off the table, and just ignored my peripheral vision, and continued moving forward, ignoring all those random people in my life that I never gave any concern over, realizing that I only was around them because I was insecure with sitting along in High School, especially with 100s of people my age who have the habit to glance over at anyone that would sit by myself.

Those feelings, those petty insecurities kept augmenting, I wanted to get out, I just wanted to get the hell out of there....I kept running...after that....I can't remember anything else. Those feelings made me forget why I came to that area in the first place, to get Erii some food.

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11.04.2012

Crab Rangoon and Random Commercials (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I take out a To-Go Box that looks like it was from an Asian Restaurant out from the fridge. I open it, and find all sorts of delicacies here.

There's a lot of Crab Rangoon, in huge sizes, at least compared to the waking life versions I get occasionally nowadays. There's Chicken and Fried Rice, but I pay most of my attention on the Crab Rangoon.

I plan to take all but two left inside the box, and apparently my mother is sitting on the round table I have in my apartment in waking life to the right. I'm ignoring her at the moment, or at least passively accepting her existence. I take a bite out of one Crab Rangoon, feeling the chewy texture of the cream and other contents.

I can't recall if I tasted anything, but whatever the outcome, I do know that I enjoyed eating it. I was planning to heat them up, but I literally ate them in a few bites each, they were that good I'm guessing. I asked my mother if she wanted the last two, and I believed she said I can have them.

I take the last two, eat them out, and now the dream shifts where I'm watching something on the T.V. I'm not even sure if this was a T.V., my laptop, or some kind of electronic device that acts like both.

I realized I'm sitting at the living room, and the light for it is turned off while the laptop/whatever it is gives off most of the light in that area. The kitchen to my right has the lights on, and my bicycle in waking life is practically gone in this dream.

The carpet is still the same, a really light brown color, and the walls have or are close to the color of the vanilla-covered walls in waking life.

The first commercial portrays Bill Maher, and he's wearing a Camelot type of knight outfit. Shiny Gray metal arm pods with a metal chain vest. He also wears a red cape, and he's holding a baby with both of his hands.

The baby is making a lot of farting sounds, and it starts to get annoying, and I was wondering if someone was making fake farting noises or something. A baby cannot shit or fart that much.....EWWWWWWWWWWWW.

Then there's another commercial with Bill Maher in a different situation, then another, and one more. A total of 4 commercials together that seemed to be different trailers for the same movie with him in it, though I can't recall the name of the movie that was going to show up at the end of each of them.

I can't recall much after that.

04.14.2012

That Guy, I don't build roads, Melanieb and Erii DV post, Stealing my thunder(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Took a short nap, well a little too long of a nap around 12:50PM-3:55 PM, with at least one period of waking up and going back to sleep, so I'm going to start with the one I had recently.

Oh, and I also realized that the DJ program I use collects all dreams from the same date when it makes a clipboard to copy the text from....didn't know about that before ( I just thought the clipboard copied separate entries, and you would manually have to click publish and close the tabs that appear to the DJ entry link, but that's not the case), at least I don't have to make another long title of my dreams except when entering a DJ title. I really feel like an idiot for not realizing that....oh well, learn something new everyday.


Dream 1: That Guy....

I'm inside of a classroom, probably a High School room because it was way smaller than a college lecture room. I believe it was a Chemistry teacher that had a review session with us.

Everyone is dismissed, and as I'm walking out, I stop mid-way to put some things into a black backpack I have. I put some papers in, probably the review worksheet. Then I find myself holding a plastic bowl with a cover that's filled with water, or some other type of clear liquid.

The bowl cover was kind of messed up around the edges because there was water dripping out randomly, and I didn't want to put in my backpack if it was going to drip on review sheet inside of it. The bowl was transparent orange, and the cover itself was an apricot kind of orange.

I'm wondering what the heck is wrong with this thing, even if I seal it, it either drips a little, or just splashes a bunch of liquid on the floor. I decide I should just hold it in my hand instead.

I stop again to listen to some girls talk about something, but I keep my back facing to them, and one girl says,

"My grandpa (or father) gets more ladies than that guy...."

At first I wanted to think that they were mentioning someone else, but then I get that vibe that they could possibly be talking about me. Then I'm sure I have the feeling that they're talking to me, because the girl pauses after her speech, and the group of girls she's with laughs with her.

I just ignore them, get out of the room, and turn left to go somewhere.

Dream 2: I don't build Roads....

I'm outside of a house with my father, and we're standing on the front yard. This setting looks exactly like a previous house I've lived before when I was much younger.

There was the pine tree in the middle, a small sidewalk if you walked a bit further from that. The atmosphere was neutral, and it was kind of peaceful because the weather felt perfect (at least it would've if I actually went that deep into dream senses).

My father is wearing a gray vest, and some short as well, and he calls me to show me that I could use some type of material to build some roads.

"I don't build roads, father...." I declared. I believe I also turned my back, just my back, and pointed to the main road that is completely tar black with yellow lines in the middle to help distinguish which lane is which.

That abnormality itself should've made me do an RC, since roads like that aren't usually in neighborhoods, but focus my attention back to my father. I believe my mother was here as well, but I didn't pay too much attention to her.

The dream shifts to where I'm in a different house, and it seems to be the one I went to most recently other than my apartment. My father is busy washing the dishes manually.

Then out of the blue, when I see him doing this, I go up to him, smile, and say,

"Let me do this....let me do this."

It takes a while, but he lets go. I ask him if there's anything he wants me to clean that he needs now, and then he said something weird along with the word "knife."

I was a bit confused, and asked him what he meant by that, and he picks up a butter knife.

"Oh, okay."

I only remember myself washing the dishes after that.

Dream 3: Melanieb's Post and Erii

I can't remember much about this dream....but it's worth putting anyway.

I'm on the DV forums most likely, and I see Melanieb is posting something. Apparently, it was deleted by a mod, and I wondered why it was deleted.

It was just a picture of some blonde wearing a black vest. I think she was holding her hair up, which would tempt your eyes to look at her cleavage since the long strands weren't as distracting.

Then I decide to post the same picture to see what happens, and it gets deleted too, apparently.

Then I asked some mods why the picture wasn't acceptable for viewing, but no one responds, and then I made a joke, and then Erii responds with something funny as well, but I can't remember.

I also noticed when I saw Erii's response, her avatar had a green hue to it instead of the blue stripes...I guess I wasn't that aware in the dream.

Dream 4: You stole my thunder....

It took me a while to notice this, but I believe I was standing on a stage with a few females. All of them were anime girls, and I think I took the role of a random anime guy. He was wearing a fancy suit and pants, with some black lace-less shoes.

It felt kind of weird, it was like I was shifting from first-person to third-person perspective back and forth for a decent amount of times.

Whenever I had to speak, I would always shift to first person perspective. I hear a random voice ask me an awkward question, which leads me to transfer to first-person perspective.

"I...uh.....I went out with, this girl! And that one too!"

The anime girls were a bit confused, but they started to smile at me and advanced towards me. I believe even Elie from Rave master was there too. She was wearing her basic outfit from the anime series.

Then some other dude makes a grand entrance, and even though I couldn't remember his visage, he was more attractive to the girls.

All of them except one left me.....he totally stole my thunder, even though I was portraying bravado when I lied about going out with those anime girls.

The girl who is staying with me, she kind of looks like Megumi Ooumi from Zatch bell, but the one in my dreams had black hair. She was probably wearing a long yellow dress with a green jacket. She had her arms on my neck, and I felt kind of happy that she didn't abandon me.

I look at the other guy with the other girls, and that's all remember.