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    1. Car Accident & Looking For a Mechanic

      by , 12-12-2015 at 12:02 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Car Accident & Looking For a Mechanic (DILD)


      Iím driving a really nice vehicle; a BMW I believe. Iím trying to either park in, or get out of the parking lot, and came to the realization that I probably needed to get something at the convenience store. I had a yearning to get some kind of breakfast burrito, or at least some beef fajitas for some reason. The setting of the dream environment entailed that it was early morning, or close to evening time; but based on the context of what occurred soon after, it was probably the former.

      So thereís a quick skip where I received the food, and just as Iím trying to get out, I visualize myself outside of the car, and itís parked halfway, and thereís a truck to the left of it parked parallel as well. Then, the perspective changes to where Iím driving again, and I see a car ram into me abruptly. I knew who it was for a split second, but I didnít really feel any kind of rage. I only cared about tending to the vehicle, and finding a mechanic that can get the job done at a reasonable price.

      For the rest of the dream, we had our backs turned. They tried to ask me a few questions, but they were afraid to make a face-to-face interaction with me. I wasnít afraid, but felt that trying to argue would be a waste of time, and I spent some time looking at a screen related to Google Maps of nearby mechanics. The problem is, theyíre way too far; oneís 67 miles, the others are about 200-300+ miles.

      I hear the relative talk to someone on the cellphone, and I presumed that they found a mechanic. For a little bit, I started to recall the sensations of being in the car crash again, and there was a sense of relief, for some odd reason. I spend the rest of my time casually scrolling through the computer/laptop while ignoring further interactions with the relative; it seems were both at an impasse as to what to say.

      I checked up what car crashes may entail with a grain of salt, but most of them made sense in context of conflict, and even reaching a big achievement. I didnít elaborate more on the dream since I didnít want to get too personal, but yeah.
    2. Fishburne Gets Framed, Peach's Jet, Gas Station Fiasco, Alarm FA, Long Hair, Jade Fetch Quest, Vests

      by , 05-12-2014 at 04:49 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Laurence Fishburne Gets Framed (DILD)


      Okay, so a random guy wants to frame a man named John Whitman, and Whitman isn't going to put up with this act. So what Whitman does is that he finds where the framer could be, and I'm just watching everything happen, and being played out. He apparently becomes a sniper so he can pick off his framer while he sets up a plan to weed him out.

      Laurence Fishburne unfortunately is in the wrong place at the wrong time, and the stranger hears a phone ringing. He picks it up, and John Whitman is wondering if this is the person that he's after that's framing him. The guy lies and states Laurence Fishburne is the guy that's framing him, and the actual framer runs out of the store on his knees.

      Out of reflex, John Whitman shoots the individual, ironically killing the framer without knowing about it. Now he has the idea that he probably killed someone random, and believes Fishburne is the real target.


      Princess Peach Finds a Pink Jet/Airplane (DILD)


      Basically, I catch Princess Peach in the act of lying that she has a Pink Jet/Airplane for others to use for travelling. She feels a bit guilty, and is wondering if she should state to others on her recent finding. This is the Paper Mario version of Princess Peach by the way, and some major differences was her hairstyle. She actually used a hairband to bring her hair back, which seems suitable seeing how the setting of the dream was residing in a desert of some sort.


      Fiasco at the Gas Station (DILD)


      There was a lot going on, so I'll just give a quick overview on what happened.

      [list][*]Jūgo from Naruto Shippuden seems to be one of the individuals that's fighting another dream character[*]I'm basically watching him and others through a spectator perspective[*]The fight is at a gas station, and some areas are pretty dark, even though it was clear the dream setting was during an afternoon[*]I feel as if I'm in the situation, and that I have to get out, but I don't bother


      False Awakening From Not Remembering One of the Alarms Set (Non-lucid)


      I hear the sound of my alarm, and out of reflex, I quickly grabbed where I presume it would be, and itís in the exact area of where I put it in waking life. Forgot to do a reality check for several reasons, the most prevalent is that I had to go to work.

      I looked at the phone, and saw the alarm was set to wake me up for 7:30 AM. I dismiss the alarm from finishing its gradual low to high alert process, and then went to sleep again since I knew I had one set for 8:00 AM.

      After waking up around 8:00 AM, I noticed I never had 7:30 AM set in waking life. Dang, missed that subtle chance for easy lucidity. Guess I'll just have to get back into the habit of doing reality checks even if the alarm is blaring.


      My Hair is Long and Elastic (DILD)


      I'm inside a building that resembles the laboratory floors at a University I attended. I can hear the subtle humming of machinery operating (mostly what would be heard from fish tanks, and maybe some of the lights as well), and noticed the lighting seems to be a bit dimmer than usual.

      The flooring consists of a vanilla colored tile layering (the soft tiles), and I find myself walking straight through the hallway to get to an elevator. I gradually noticed that as soon as I'm heading for the elevator, I can feel that my hair feels longer than usual. I noticed that it can conform to any shape that I could imagine, though I didn't really care at all to abuse this.

      Then I slowly felt as if I'm inside a female's body, seeing how the hair was definitely longer than it should be, and I felt lighter than usual, and a little bit shorter as well. Not trying to objectify women, it's just the sensations, and how I felt seem to make me feel that I'm a female in this dream.

      I noticed an Asian dream character that looks like a girl I'll nickname "Ang" in waking life during High School a few years back. Her slightly darker complexion is pretty accurate in this emulation of the waking life version, except her eyes and eyelashes look more refined and sharper; almost as if she had makeup specifically to have others pay more attention to her eyes to make up for her fairly short body composition.

      While I'm inside the elevator, I noticed the insides consist of dark brown walls, and milky yellow flooring, and metal bars to hold on to as well had this color scheme going on.


      Finding Jade Tokens/Plates/Shields (DILD)


      Feels like the dream revolved around a Sonic X theme, which is kind of rare to have. Probably dream day residue of some content I happened to glance over, I guess.

      I'm on an adventure with several dream characters, though most of them aren't really seen for very long. I just imply that they're part of this experience, and that we're going our separate ways. The overall objective was to collect some Jade items ranging from plates (not the plates you eat from) to shields. It seemed more like an annoying fetch quest than anything exciting.

      And actually finding these items was complicated, especially when dream logic makes me wonder if what I'm looking at is really me going through the motions of trying to find these items. After a while, I believe I'm standing on top of a pyramid that seems to have the apex cut off completely.

      This area seems to resemble the level from Super Mario 64 with the huge pyramid, except the environment was more realistic.

      I noticed that a dream character is next to me, and he looks like Chris from Sonic X.

      I think we end up celebrating how we found a lot of jaded items, though I didn't really seem interested in contributing to that celebration with the others.


      Dude in White Vest Claims He Cheats Academically (DILD)


      Iím walking through a few green hills, and Iím far enough to see some of the city landscapes as well. Thereís a lot of dream characters in this area, and the setting seems to be a typical breezy day where the clouds are covering up the sun. It looks like it might rain, but this didnít really happen throughout the dream.

      The grass, the atmosphere, and the dream characters all look very realistic, and I find my awareness ebbing and flowing of the sensation of the wind. I noticed that Iím around an individual that looks Hispanic, and is probably around his early 20s. Heís wearing a white vest shirt, and probably some dull colored shorts. He has a mustache, and spiky hair along with probably wearing a small silver necklace.

      His cheeks seem to be shiny in a few areas, almost as if he put a little too much lotion on his face. He resting on the grass, and is casually rambling on about things, and one that sticks out is that he admitted to cheating academically.

    3. Gas Station, Sharon Newman & Samuel Jackson Makes me Chop Boxes, Reverse Driving, Guerrilla Escaping

      by , 03-14-2014 at 07:49 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Looking for a Gas Station (DILD)


      Iím driving just fine in this dream, and the environment Iím in seems to be within the Cypress neighborhood I used to reside in years ago. Iím concerned about the amount of fuel left in the vehicle, and proceeded to look for the nearest gas station that wouldnít try to rip me off.

      Even though what happened before this dream was patchy, a mini-flashback slides through my awareness that a gas station was selling gas for $3.15, so that became my median price to look for. Iím on the left lane, and was speculating whether or not I should take the furthest left lane to make a left turn, but I decided to stick in the lane Iím at for now.

      I wait for the stop sign, and a few vehicles are in front of me. I take a moment to glance over the atmosphere, and itís the perfect kind of day honestly. Light gray skies, not too hot, nor too cold, and it almost feels as if Iím on my way to heading home.

      I eventually arrive at the gas station that was beyond the stop light I previously was around, and the price showed up as $3.19 for gas on a Red sign that was probably 100 feet or so in the air. The number and ď$Ē was portrayed through the same format you would see in an electronic scoreboard.

      I turn to the left into the entrance of the gas station, and now the dream shifts completely. There isnít even a gas station to begin with, only a fairly large building thatís probably 5 stories high. It consisted of dull dark colors, and tinted windows. I go inside, and Iím lurking around trying to find a gas station in a building.

      Eventually, I presumed a room Iím entering would be where I could get some gasoline. I donít know how I could deduce something like that, but I just let it happen naturally. A room to my right seems to have a lot of people sitting down watching something, maybe T.V.

      So I go inside, and I slowly walked in, looking around to the right to see if thereís another pathway to take, or if I should stay where I am right now. One noticeable dream character was a blonde male that looked like he was in his mid to late twenties, and he was wearing a basic light gray shirt with blue jeans. His beard seemed to mix around dirty blonde, to almost a light brown color.

      I believe I asked him on whether or not this is where we would wait for gasoline. He nods, and states (paraphrasing):

      ďIf youíre expecting to meet your girl on time, this might take a while.Ē

      Before I could even make a response as to how he knows what Iím doing, even though I donít know where I was planning to head after getting gasoline, I noticed two people having a conversation to the left of me.

      I couldnít see the individual that was closest to me, because their back was facing me. But I could see the other person, who looked like Alan Harper from Two and a Half Men. I believe heís wearing a striped orange and white polo shirt, and is probably wearing Khaki or milky light brown pants with a dark brown belt.

      He looks at me for a while and smiles, and Iím curious on whether or not if he can be a reliable person to ask where I could find gasoline instead of having to wait in this room where other people are apparently waiting or gas.

      Alan Harper goes back into focusing on the conversation, and I canít remember what happens next.


      Sharon Newman Fiasco & Samuel Jackson is Making me Chop an Office Box (DILD)


      Things start out in a warehouse thatís fairly packed with metal shelves with random objects. The atmosphere of the dream made things too dark to bother with observing the environment around me, so I donít know if those shelves were filled with boxes or anything. To the right of me are a series of windows, which is pretty much the only light source illuminating the area for the time being.

      Iím only spectating whatís going on in the dream, but I see Sharon Newman in white bath cloth with another man wearing the same as well. The guy definitely doesnít look like anyone sheís going with in the show at all, and he seems to be around 30 years of age. He has short blonde hair, and has a few rugged features surrounding his visage.

      They donít seem to be doing anything other than probably having a conversation with each other, and then to the right, someone seems to be heading their inside the warehouse, and they look like Nicholas Newman. Heís wearing a brown jacket thatís only going down a few inches under his waist region.

      He comes inside the warehouse, and it seems now Iím fluctuating between perspectives of the spectator view, and the guy that Sharon Newman was just with. Sharon Newman turns around, and seems mildly surprised that Nicholas is here, and I believe she starts flashing her body in front of him for a few seconds.

      Nicholas looks at her, and then shifts his face diagonally, almost as if heís slightly bothered on whatís going on. While Iím trying to validate whose body Iím in, Nicholas eventually leaves, and Sharon does the same after a few seconds. Now Iím positive that Iím inside the body of the Blonde guy, but thereís still some doubt.

      Thereís a table right behind me (I was mostly facing the window to the right), and it consisted of a gray metallic texture. The dream shifts a bit where Samuel Jackson in his Avengers attire arrives. I freak out for a bit, since his expression seems like he has ill intentions in mind.

      Not that kind of expresion

      He takes out a sword, and waves it around for a bit, which intimidates me even further. I feel as if heís making threats at me, but it would be difficult to recall what he stated exactly to me. But then he sits down, and offers me the sword. I take it immediately, and I proceed to follow his instructions, seeing how he doesnít seem to have an ambition to attack me.

      Between us on the table is an office box, you know, the ones with the oval cut-outs for handles on the side, and the square box top to cover it. It has a purple top, and the box itself is white with a few black fonts and thin lines near the top region on the sides. Based on how Samuel Jacksonís gestures, he seems to be instructing me to start chopping up the box. I hold the hilt tightly, and things shift into a first person perspective. I raise my arms, and I proceed to make my first attempt of slicing the box.

      The box itself is surprisingly durable, but Iím able to almost make a clean slice. Samuel Jackson instructs me to keep going at it, and I proceed to go through trial and error of what kind of strength I would have to apply to completely cut through the box. The box is sturdy, and seems to never shift an inch, no matter how hard I tried to slice and dice it up.

      After that, I canít remember what I did next.


      Saving Someone & Bypassing Guerrilla Soldiers (DILD)


      This dream was way too long for me to get time to expound on it, so I'll just give a brief breakdown.

      • I'm with a few dream characters, and we have a goal to save someone that's apparently prisoned in some kind of guerrilla infrastructure
      • I take the initiative to go inside, while the others apparently play their roles
      • We somehow managed to rescue the individual(s), and I have to find a way to get out without alerting the Guerrilla Soldiers that seem to be similar to the models in Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory
      • Iím almost at the rendezvous point, but I have to observe 1-2 soldiers movements to avoid taking the wrong move and being caught
      • After being patient for few minutes, I take the opportunity, and I believe I escaped
      • Throughout the dream, feelings of adrenaline, fear, and having to control that at the dead of night within the dream environment were the main challenges for me


      I Almost Hit a Child while Reverse Driving (DILD)


      Even though this was a dream, it was a close one that the child wasnít injured at all.

      Anyway, before I get to that, things start out where Iím interested in buying something. I donít know what I have in mind, but I presume I donít have money for the time being. Wherever I was heading, I was probably following a relative of mine to a food store.

      I glanced over an electronics store on the way, and wanted to get a particular advice that was probably some kind of memory storage, or something of that nature. After a while, Iím left alone, and I proceed to going back where I parked initially.

      While Iím going back, a female with dark brown hair (or maybe black hair) comes to me, gives me $100, and leaves. After absorbing how shocked I was from this generous act, I contemplated on who that particular dream character looked like. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties, and was wearing a dark colored sweater where there were vertical seams, along with wearing blue female jeans.

      Iím not sure what I was going to do, and I had an urge to go to the electronics store, but my recall of what happened next is bad. All I know is that Iím back at the vehicle, and I wanted to prepare to drive out. I unlock the vehicle, do the usual thing, start up the engine, and wait for a while.

      I noticed that through the rear-view mirror, there was an African-American female walking by with her child. The older female had a crisp and vibrant hairstyle with dark brown colors, and a hint of lighter golden brown dye as well. I believe she was wearing a light milky caramel jacket that stretched all the way down to her ankles.

      She was wearing dark clothes underneath the jacket, probably dark violet for the shirt, or at least the shoes, I donít know precisely. Her child was wearing a light blue shirt with dark blue dots everywhere. She was wearing some kind of cool related color, maybe violet, or blue. She had a pompom hairstyle as well, and I shift my awareness at looking through the rear-view mirrors and side mirrors as well.

      Unfortunately, the moment I try to reverse, the vehicle is slightly out of my control. It backs up, and then swerves to the right, and then straightens out so fast that I worried on whether or not I rammed into anyone, especially the child. The vehicle stops, and I set it on park, and I quickly get out of the door, panicking and wondering what in the world was going on just now.

      Fortunately, the child and the mother are safe, but the mother is very angry at me. I didnít know what to say other than slowly trying to calm myself down. She starts saying random things, and she stated she would call the police or something, but after a while, I just went back to the vehicle since I didnít injure anyone.

      I donít know why the sudden change in demeanor occurred, though it was probably just because it was a dream all along, and thereís no need for me to fixate on something like this. The dream shifts where thereís a random series of me standing near the middle of a turning area on the road. Then thereís one where thereís an African-American female walking with 3-4 children.

      I canít remember anything else for the dream.
    4. You're Lucid Dreaming, We're All The Same, GPA Miscalculation, Her and my Father

      by , 12-22-2012 at 03:19 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      You're Lucid Dreaming (DILD)


      I'm basically doing a nose plug reality check and telling my mother in the dream that she's dreaming.

      I kept doing the nose plug reality check and it's clear that I can breathe through my nose while I plugged it.

      She's surprised, and I tell her, "Yeah....."

      We were in a completely different dimension where it was just us, it felt like a nice place with absolute assurance of safety.

      It's hard to describe, it was like a void, but the environment consisted mostly of yellow, orange, red, and other vibrant and bright colors.

      There were some sparks here and there, and the ground we were standing on was invisible, which felt weird, but I didn't pay attention to that for very long.


      We're All The Same (Non-lucid)


      I was making constant trips to this Gas Station mini-store, and as I'm trying to get Pringles, Cheetos Puffs, or just a simple soda drink, I meet this man who looks Asian or Hawaiian.

      He looks a lot like Sammo Hung, and he seems passive most of the time as a employee operating the cash register. I think my 3rd trip going into the store to get something, as I'm about to leave, he tells me,

      "You may have this............(forgot the content on what he said), but we're all the same........we're like mirrors...."

      The store itself had a lot of items to buy, and a lot of aisles for a small area. They were easy to pass through, and most of the items were a blur to me until I acknowledged that I wanted something from the aisle I was in.

      The Pringles can was kind of deformed and a bigger than normal, and I had insane cravings to just buy the biggest snacks I could afford.


      GPA Miscalculation (Non-lucid)


      This obviously pertains to how I had to set up an appeal letter because of my GPA in college right now. I hope it gets approved >.<


      I looked at a transcript that seems to be my own, and I looked down to see my GPA in waking life, or at least the GPA for the given semester of college. I checked the overall GPA, and it seemed fine.

      I was busy speculating what I did so wrong here to make me get into having to set up an appeal response for financial aid. Then I realized, soemone miscalculated the GPA by placing the current semester as a separate row below the overall GPA.

      This made the system probably assume that was my overall GPA, which wasn't the case, it was my GPA for this semester before 2013. I get irritated by this, and I immediately set plans to go to my Academic advisor.

      Apparently a relative of mine was going to help me get to there, and I felt she would help me, but when I went outside, it seemed she was long gone. She was wearing a slightly lime green shirt mixed in with some blue to make it a little darker.

      I can still see her, and I was basically following her for a few seconds until I decided to go find a path on my own. I used a teleport/transport medium of some sort that involved using the Thunder God Jutsu from Naruto where I have to touch an item that I can remember easily so I can transport myself there instantly.

      So I picked my two items, and this elevator door appears out of nowhere, and when I open it, it's a portal to get to the Academic Advisors office for Biochemistry. It wasn't anywhere close to the office in waking life, but I had a feeling it would be in this dream.

      I go through the door, and I'm now in a different dimension or location in the dream. I go up to my Advisor and provided her the information on paper, and she clearly saw the miscalculation.

      She stated that she would go over this, and contact me as soon as she can. I feel a lot better,
      and honestly, if I could make this waking life reality, it would be SO AWESOME right now since I'm kind of afraid of what's going to happen now.....

      So while I'm waiting for her to contact me eventually, I decided to summon the elevator door to transport me back to my dream apartment so I can let loose for a while. The amount of stress being lifted off was amazing, I felt like I could breathe again knowing that it was a miscalculation that would boost my GPA big time.

      I don't know what I was doing in my apartment, but it was definitely something pertainin to just relaxing and not worrying about the outcome. The dream shifts where I'm apparently being contacted by the advisor, so I quickly set up the Elevator portal, almost forgetting an item I should use in case I wanted to quickly transport myself to the apartment again.

      The advisor tells me it definitely was a miscalculation, and I looked at the new transcript to find an even better result than last time. I saw an A somewhere on the bottom, and a B, and a few other good grades as well. There was one "D," but I didn't mind at all since my GPA met satisfactory standards to continue receiving financial aid.

      So I started thinking about things I can do to boost my GPA more, and getting motivated to work even harder because of me being able to endure through the small conflict I had when finding the miscalculation of the GPA.

      I realized that the advisor had a mini-fridge behind her while she's sitting down, and apaprently, I could take some stuff and help myself out to a drink or some food. But I didn't take anything out, however, I have the mindset that I did take something out before, and I asked my advisor if she and her assistant wanted me to get them something to drink that I could put into the fridge.

      They didn't mind, and I remembered I had a full liter of Ginger in my fridge back at my dream apartment.

      While I was remembering that, I also get a mental picture of my dream apartment again, and if I had paid more attention to the format of the apartment, I could've been lucid. The thing that was different about the dream apartment, at least one noticeable thing now as I'm typing it out is that the Refridgerator was placed in a different position.

      Instead of being on the left side if I were to enter the apartment and head to the kitchen, it was placed on the opposite side from where it was before. I go through the elevator portal again, and I quickly opened the fridge to grab the Ginger Ale.

      I also noticed that I had a few other things in the fridge,
      like the soda I picked up from the previous dream where the guy told me that we're all the same (the Sammo lookalike dream character).

      I quickly go through the portal once more, and realized I don't need to worry about fixating on an item to transport myself anymore if I have a portal that appears with my mere mention of expressing my will to its manifestation.

      Maybe I should do this for meditation.

      I then get random dream shifts of several areas that looked like they were mixed from other areas in waking life. I saw a few random dream characters and a few familiar faces here and there. There was one girl I saw that liked me in High School, but I quickly ignored her.

      I can't remember anything else that happened in the dream.


      Her and my Father (Non-lucid)


      I just remember my girlfriend meeting with my father, which was something I was very afraid that was going to happen.

      The same encounter that I tried to avoid ended up being casual and nothing of conflict ironically. But I still had my guard up, trying to listen to my girlfriend respond to my father.

      Things seemed okay, and my father was helping her out by picking up and carrying the suitcases she had in the trunk of her car, which was weird, because it wasn't the van/jeep at all.

      She looks down at the trunk, and she seems a bit phased out, and she has her mouth slightly opened while she's looking down. I felt worried that maybe she didn't know what to see to the both of us, and before I tried to comfort her, I forget what happenes next.
    5. Get Away from Gay Bar, Gas Station

      by , 04-12-2012 at 05:18 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Get Away from Gay Bar, Gas Station (Non-lucid)


      I actually remembered a few dreams, despite the short amount of sleep I had.

      Dream 1: Get Away from Gay Bar

      Note: I didn't realize this until later on....

      I'm trying to go into a club, and it has a few steps to go on to get in, and with each step, it gets harder to even land my feet on the surface.

      I literally had to exert more force than usual to do a simple function, it was as if there was an invisible barrier keeping me from entering. Eventually, I managed to get in the bar after a few times.

      Then I realized that when I came in, there's only males, and one of them said one guy would "take care" of me.....

      And he was bald, and HUGE....no thanks buddy. I realized it was a gay bar because of all of the flirting that they were throwing on me and other men.

      I think I just let the dream fade because I don't want some huge guy raping me D:

      Dream 2: Gas Station

      I'm at a gas station, trying to collect some silver objects to show someone something. The clouds were light gray, seemed like it was going to rain most likely.