Linkzelda's Dream Journal

27.10.2015

Bank Robbery & Potentially Escaping to New Jersey (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a grandiose robbery going on where it seemed more of a series of technical idiosyncrasies that caused it vs. a physical attack. I was an affiliate of someone that was helping me get some gold bars covered in black metal with the monetary value of them. Each one was close to 55k-100k, but I’m not sure about the actual value in terms of $, euro, etc.

Most of the environment is very bland with blue and gray, and the carpet for some areas were a mélange of fainted warm colors dominated by the cool color. I wasn’t able to recall the visage of the individual that was helping me hoard money, but based on how he escaped, he was of Asian descent. He had a short hairstyle, and seemed to be in his 30s.

The more I describe him, the more his visage looks like one with a rough visage. Yes, a slightly spiky hairstyle to him, and a bit of a slanted forehead from the 3/4s angle projected in my mind’s eye.

Anyway, it seems I’m lucid mostly during the end of the operation, and the ending looks like why where everyone is going their separate ways, and moving on to whatever quotidian lifestyle they want to enhance with the wealth that they’ve gathered.

The robbery itself doesn’t seem to be one that causes moments of consternation for most of the dream characters. I was apprehensive on wanting to give some gold for the Asian male that presumably helped me out. I believe I had at least a million dollars in gold, and was willing to give 100k-150k for the male. However, just as I was about to profess to him, he’s already going his own way, which probably implies he has just as much, or more than I do.

I put the gold bar encased with black metal back with the other stack, and now had to devise my own way of getting out. There were two dream characters near me; one to the left, and one to the right. The one to the right seemed like another affiliate because I queried, “Where’s the gun?” and they immediately used the side of their shoe to spin it across the floor to me.
As soon as they did that, they ran away as well, and all that’s left is a random elderly black female wearing a faded purple shirt and some cool colored pants. She’s just casually reading over some documents, and seems to be passive in terms of being aware that there has been an internal bank robbery going on, or she’s feigning her disposition to prevent retaliation from me, and any other individuals.

I was not made privy to the layout of the bank in particular, or maybe I just had a relapse in memory at the time, but the starting point was unfortunately having to utilize her as a shield. However, I didn’t force myself to do this to her, and merely just ducked under the desk she was sitting around. It was a thin black metal desk and chair, and her slightly grandiose weight was a useful way to cover.

Then what happened next completely changed the mood of the dream to where I could take advantage of the moment, and get off scotch-free, I guess. I was in the prone position, and I could barely see the top of someone’s head passing through the small hallway trying to navigate, and potentially shoot anyone that seems suspicious.

That individual looked like one of my managers I used to work, so let’s call him Jess for now (Hispanic one for future reference with black glasses). He seems to notice that someone is near the elderly female, and takes a shot or two, but is only able to make a few fractures to the wall she’s sitting nearby. I immediately declared to him,

“Jess
Jess…it’s me.”

I put my hands up, and his disposition went from earnest to one of enthusiasm. It was the typical long time, no see conversation with a subsequent handshake, and the dream completely influences me to make a complete 180 in my disposition.

Jess started telling me how he shifted his role from retail to more technological aspects, but I’m not able to pick out the exact job position he was talking about. He was wearing a light gray polo shirt and black dress pants, and puts his hands around his hips while his arms are in a sideways V position.

The conversation was short, and I feel that through him, I was able to casually leave the building without anyone feeling suspicious. As I’m walking out, I started to question if this was even a bank robbery at all. I noticed to my right that there’s a female with long curvy black hair that looks like a co-worker of mine. For some odd reason, I feel predisposed towards her as if we’ve been in a relationship with each other in this dream for some reason.

It felt as if those predisposed infatuations and attractions towards her were taking dominion of my preference to just tone my actions down completely. Somehow, the materialistic gain made me more giddy towards her, but I didn’t have the intention to shower her with items. She was wearing a dark navy blue polo shirt that I’m sure she buttoned up with faded blue denim jeans of some sort. I can tell she was wearing her thick black glasses, and I realized how she’s taller than me.

Just as I’m trying to be gregarious with her, as if it’s the only chance I would get, a random Asian Indian male interacts with me. He’s wearing a yellow shirt, light gray pants, and some brown sandals. He looks like he has a clean haircut going on, and looks like someone name Brian from New York that I used to know. He’s asking me if I want to move to New Jersey, and queries how much money I have. I didn’t question why he would suddenly query this after the event that just occurred, and things seemed like a blank canvas in terms of how I could react to this.

For the girl, that I’ll nickname Abbey, she was someone that I wanted to query if she wanted to move in with me to New Jersey. Then, the second dream character that is portrayed looks like my mother that suddenly has the accent of Consuela from Family Guy.

She’s like,

“No….you can’t do that…nooo. Noo.”

She starts to scratch me subtly, which is awkward with the music that was playing when I was thinking of Abbey awhile ago:

I started to move my arm away from her because it was awkward and irritating. My predisposed attractions towards Abbey started to augment, and before I could be gregarious with her, I was quickly thinking on the meaning of having to move to New Jersey when I could stay in Texas instead, and buy a decent house.

I felt that these predispositions would go in vain, and yet, it seemed that I was guided towards her. This mélange of unconscious guidance and emotions made me query why a certain individual in waking life was querying over what my hobbies her, and from a dream interpretation site that I take loosely, utilizing gold in a certain way means I should find a new hobby.

Or in other words, find a hobby that I would be able to synch with Abbey, however, I feel it could just be another co-worker that’s using middlemen to extract things I do for quotidian activities. I wanted to make the decision to move to New Jersey with her, but still was attached to Texas as I like the grandiose feel to it vs. the more compact and economical feel New Jersey had in my previous experiences.

Flustered with figuring out what to do, I figured that the first step was to touch her shoulder instead of trying to calculate everything to declare to her. And just as she’s turning around with a smile on her face, the dream starts getting blurry, and I believe someone wakes me up.

It’s going to be awkward going to work.

07.10.2014

Krauser Pierces Through My Chest and Kills Me (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m in a narrow hallway, and I’m encountering a dream character that resembles Krauser from Resident Evil 4. There’s several feelings of helplessness, and the overall setting of the dream gave an impression that things won’t turn out well for me. The environment seems to be some kind of aftermath of an explosion.

Based on the color of the ground, and the bland formatting of the building I’m in, there seemed to have been a laboratory here. There’s bits of metal and other scraps scattered all around the area, and random combustions of fire as well.


What’s weird about this environment is that it was fairly wide, but the space in which I can traverse was fairly limited; almost to the point where I felt it was intentionally done so I would only focus on the Krauser DC that’s slowly coming after me.

There’s a bit of discrepancies in validating whether or not I’m in a dream body version of me, or some alteration between Leon. What made me convinced it was the former presumptions is that I had full reign on how I moved in the dream itself while also being able to spectate myself from a behind the back third person perspective.

And seeking any means of escape was pretty much futile since I had to deal with him first. I knew something bad was going to happen based from personal experiences, but I still tried to defend myself from him. Naturally, I used whatever weapon I had on me at the time, which happened to be a regular pistol.

My plan was to go along with the logic of defeating this guy in the game, which would be shooting him in the legs in hopes that he would have one knee to the ground to expose his chest for me to shoot him before he gets back up from the relapse. For some reason, zooming in on the pistols iron sights shifted to a view as if I was using a sniper rifle.


The aiming aid consisted of a very thin white cross with some short perpendicular lines on each end; at least two for each side that seemed to have been formatted for me to get straight into focus, and maybe avoid using peripheral vision within that line of sight. The subtle smoke that wraps around the atmosphere makes things a bit blurry.


Almost suitable for the sake of giving off the dream-esque effect where the contours of things aren’t as rigid and defined. I shift my awareness from the sights back to a first person view.


Krauser doesn’t seem to look like the actual one, and has a few modifications for his visage, but with how I’m too engulfed with instincts to survive, I can’t render him out in detail except for the organic like arm blade he has.


I shoot his legs a few times, but it doesn’t seem to be working at all, but I still keep shooting. Then I get a sensation around my neck and head that my weapon is about to run out of ammo. Somehow, I’m redirected to an inventory screen, and I see that I’m fairly limited in options of which weapons to utilize to assess this seemingly futile endeavor.

I wanted to take out a grenade to see if I could cause substantial damage to him, and proceeded to do so, only to find that it doesn’t really seem to scathe him. I go back to the inventory screen, and I feel there’s more options for me to use, but I felt that while I’m doing that, he’ll only get closer and closer.


Kind of like playing Five Nights at Freddy’s, and you look into the camera too much, and Freddy, or one of them comes up to you and kills you the moment you take your eyes away from the camera. I keep shooting with my pistol, and I eventually run out of bullets.


Just as I was preparing to reload, he’s already close to me, grinning as he knows that any other attempts to attack him would be useless, and he uses the mutant organic arm blade of his to stab me in the chest. As he’s about to do this, I’m visualizing myself in the front from a third person perspective, and I watch as my mouth opens from the pressure, along with the air around me creating some kind of gushing sound effect.


I eventually shrivel up in my last movements and die, and blood is coming out of my mouth while the chest seems to be filled with a darker color of blood.

Funny thing is that I was imagining a few months back of how I would fight this guy again should he ever randomly show up; thinking I would find a way to win, but ironically, expectations of what will happen in a dream doesn’t always turn out to be the case, especially if one invested in a bit of time imagining themselves accomplishing whatever goals they had in mind.

18.04.2014

Fight Fire with Fire (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m navigating back and forth between two settings in the dream, one where I’m outside within a snowy environment, and the other is going inside a building that looks like some large cathedral, or huge fighting stage.

I’m with Reyn from Xenoblade Chronicles, and a few more dream characters I can’t recall too well on.

We’re trying to defeat some kind of fire demon, and his minions of knights in black-armor with silver trimming. Apparently, every time I seem to mess up in how we go about defeating these entities, I just have to exit the building, come back, and the enemies’ position is reset, or they prepare to go back to their initial point inside the building.

One of those attempts at fighting them involved me using some kind of green sword that’s implied as “Earth Sword,” and I’m frantically slashing my way through the demon, and his minions, but it doesn’t seem to do much damage. I keep going until I finally stepped back, went for cover, and contemplated on what could be the weakness for all of them.

Somehow, I’m informed through visual cues within this state of being that a bow and arrow that seemed to have been of a fire element, at least based from its red color with some orange at the end, could be used to defeat them. I didn’t really question why a fire-element, or implied as fire-based weapon would stand a chance against a demon that also seems to be fire-based.

I shoot an arrow at one of the guards, and I see this through looking myself over the shoulder, but still feeling the sensations of using the weapon, and it explodes on one of his minions with ease. I get more confident, and started to take them down one by one. The dream shifts to where I’m facing the fire demon, and it seems the bow and arrow can also serve as some kind of sword as well.

I had to let the fire demon attack on the weapon I’m using, because the weapon can absorb the energy of the fire demon, and once it (the weapon) reached its maximum capacity, I simply have to redirect this energy back to the demon.

However, it took a few tries to realize the weapon had a maximum capacity before I would start taking damage, and I would see this through the Life points meter HUD portrayed on the top left corner of how I perceived the dream.

It seemed that I could do up to 10k+ damage on the demon, and would have to repeat it several times, seeing how his HP after several repetitions with the tactic done to absorb and throw his energy back at him was at least 80,000.

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18.04.2014

I'm a Sniper (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m a sniper, I’m shooting random people without a scope, and everyone else doesn’t seem to bother at all. I have to reload every now and then as if I were reloading a machine gun, and there’s not much to elaborate on for this dream because I didn’t really experience anyone dying.

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.

22.06.2013

Almost Killing Someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much to this dream, but it had the similar environment like the previous dream, except the scenario was more cruel. Basically people who were in trouble had to run around some area inside the building, and if you didn't comply, it would only make matters worse. It was like being inside of a building full of snobby, immature, and inconsiderate individuals. There was this one guy that really bugged me, bugged me to the point where even in the non-lucid state, I couldn't tolerate his existence anymore.

I believe I grabbed his neck and had a gun form from my left hand. I shoved the tip of the barrel extending from my hand to make him feel how close he was to getting his brains blown. Of course, I don't really shoot him, but I was just inches away from doing so. I probably felt bad later on, but that's probably because now I feel a bit miserable just recalling it.

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22.06.2013

Kinesiology Professor Owns Quarter of a Billion Dollars (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a building resembling a University, and the presumption is because I saw my Kinesiology professor there, and I already had my own respect for him despite this just being a non-lucid dream. He was gathering everyone in his class, about 15 people I'm presuming, to give a final speech before the class was officially over.

He went on to state something related to expressing lessons of love and how people may have seen him as someone who's only doing the job for the money. He clears the misconception immediately by admitting that he's only doing this to teach and grow, because he already has an accumulation of a quarter of a billion dollars, so the money behind the job is not really important to him. He goes on to declare other things that makes me and the rest of the classmates almost cry.

I go up to him, shake his hand, and gave him a hug because of what he said, and I started to cry. I told him he's one of the best damn coaches/professors/teacher in this University. And he really was.

He pats my back a few times, and everyone begins to go their separate ways, and I can't remember where I heading for, but I do know that I wanted to stand still for a bit and let the experience marinate a bit.

Self-hypnosis works again, and these were dreams a few days ago.

29.04.2013

My Neighbor Has No Manners (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of my apartment, and the dream scene is so realistic that I assume that it was reality. I didn't want to question anything, I just knew I had to be dreaming either way. It was fairly obvious, the setting was different, it was bright as day outside, and it was a little windy as well.

I'm only wearing my tighty whities just like in waking life now, and I feel perfectly normal. The dream is fairly linear, and I proceed to get out of my bedroom and starting to walk through the small hall in my dream apartment. It was about the same width as the actual one, I noticed some furniture and such were oddly placed, but I didn't care too much about them.

What bothered me is that I noticed something weird about the window in front of me. I noticed that there was someone outside, and they're bracing against the wall near my apartment outside as well. I come a bit closer to to see who it was, and it was this odd-looking fellow. I raise up the red curtains, which were definitely not related to the blue curtains I have in my actual apartment, and I noticed that the window is opened.

To my surprise, as I'm slowly raising up the curtain, the odd-looking neighbor said, "Thanks." I realized he was reading a book, and I saw he glanced up at me quickly and immediately turned his head to go back to reading. I didn't know how to recieve this kind of response, since it was obvious that no one should be bracing against the interior of my apartment, and because of this conflict of reasoning on what to do next, I decided to continue to trying to get the curtains up in a position.

For some reason, I believe my conflicted reasoning also wanted me to move the curtains so the neighbor could brace properly outside and be able to rest his left arm on the opened window. The window was a bit longer than usual, and in order to open it, there was the generic lock that you had to twist outward into your direction to open up, and I believe this isn't the case for my actual apartment.

The thought on whether or not he potentially stole items in my apartment didn't come to me whatsoever, since he had a calm and relaxing demeanor throughout most of this dream. I have an awkward time moving the curtains and trying not to get them to touch my presumed neighbor again. I would lift them in the general direction from down and straight up, then I would go from down to diagonally placing it to the left and other angles as well.

I realized I needed some kind of pin or object in order to keep the curtain in place. The neighbor had to move his arm frequently each time I put the curtain down, and I still didn't know what I was going to say to him, since he has yet to make any kind of concerning behavior and/or action. I quickly look around this limited area in my apartment, and I noticed there's a pink-clip that was somehow a pin as well.

I don't know how the logic with that worked, but I picked up, and I slowly inserted it inside a part of the curtain. I didn't question that a clip suddenly served as a pin, and I finally managed to get a huge chunk of the part of the curtain that I folded up so it would make a curve like this " J ".

Then I realized I needed an actual pin to keep things in place, however, with dream logic, that wasn't needed since the vanilla colored walls and the weird looking object I used as a clamp suddenly was able to stick together. After this fiasco, I start shifting my thoughts back to this neighbor randomly bracing against the inside of my apartment.

His visage looks awfully familiar to one of my actual neighbors, except he doesn't have as long of a hair than him. It's more of a bow-shaped head with out of wack curls on the ends. He's wearing glasses, thin framed, and his face is partially filled with acne, and he has the "Pedro" stereotypical mustache on him as well.

It seems he was half-naked with just dark brown jean shorts, and he immediately enters my apartment. While I'm busy preparing for a "Wtf do you think you're doing" on this guy, suddenly my kitchen is closer to the both of us. He turns his back on me, and goes opens the fridge to see what's inside. I noticed that there were mostly transparent bowls with food inside with red tops concealing them as well.

The light inside of the fridge was the generic yellow bulb light, and then I immediately close it, slowly warning this guy that he's not suppose to be in this apartment. Then he takes a spit on the floor, and I'm wondering what the fucking hell is wrong with this dipshit, and that's when I started to break.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!"

He looks at me weirdly, slightly affected with a tinge of fear, and decides to do one more random action of trying to get something on top of the fridge or whatever the hell it was, couldn't remember to great detail. He wanted to take the dime that was placed on top, and I grabbed his wrist and gave him a "NO" facial expression. I take the dime away from him, and I directed him to get out through the window, and I believe I stated,

"AND STAY OUT YOU JERK!"

or something to that nature without trying to use curse words. He apparently lived to the right of me, which was kind of awkward, since now I know he's bloody one door to the right of me, and it only makes me worried what he would do next time. I started to question how he got the window to be opened in the first place, since I don't even open my window in my actual apartment in real life simply because it's awkward to have it opened and let people see what I'm doing.

After that petty drama was over, I decided to clean up the area where he spat. I get some paper towels, and I maneuver them in a circular motion and then threw it into the trash can that didn't have a lid on it. It seems that I had the intention to move my stuff in a U-Haul truck, seeing as I had some small furniture and bags I felt that were mine outside of my apartment. I made sure that I kept a good awareness of my environments, and also an eye in case that neighbor wants to randomly come into my apartment again.

I didn't pay attention anything beyond the U-Haul truck in my apartment, but with peripheral vision, I could tell my subconscious did a fair job to make it seem like it was a replication of waking life's setting. I had some random brown bag that seems to resemble the one that a Pan-Asia Restaurant I go to from time to time uses for To-Go orders.

I noticed this was like a mini-trash bag, seeing how there were paper plates that had random residues of food, and there was also a concerning amount of wasted rice in this bag as well. After realizing it was just another way to trash some things, I noticed something very shiny inside, and it ended up being my Zune HD. At first, I didn't want to believe I would trash it, but then I turn back again and picked it up and it seems I really did.

I had to wipe off the food sauce and residue from it, and then I slowly walked back to my apartment while examining the Zune HD to make sure that it was working. I ended up not paying attention to it and just put it somewhere in invisible land, because I sure don't remember not having it anywhere near my tighty whities. For the rest of the dream, I continued to beleive that this was slightly realistic, the whole event with the neighbor and such, and I felt that I had to post this on Dream Views because that guy was in a really odd position.

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29.04.2013

I Killed One Million People (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is one of those dreams where you shouldn't have been lucid in any moment whatsoever. It was so awkward, it's like I was suddenly a mass murder terrorist, and I can't believe how I had this tinge of fear rather than a full-blown anxiety trip. It was also one of those dreams where if I didn't know I was dreaming, I would be really stupid.


So I'm hiding inside some random room in a building, and I have a device that allows me to hear the conversations of soldiers trying to find me.

"He's in in the....*so and so and so*"

I only have a silver gun on my right hand I believe, and I'm really wondering what's going on here.

"He's killed a million lives..." or something like that.

I started getting scared on what I could possibly do that could kill that many people, and I started to feel that this was a reality, and that I really fucked up this time. I rub my head a bit and....


I decided to open the door slightly to see if there's any soldiers around. I go about running randomly, always keeping an increased awareness of my surroundings, and twitching at any sign of movement or any kind of shadows that would show up. The environment I'm in is hard to describe what kind of building it was.

The carpet was red, and there ways a vanilla tile floor maybe 30 feet away from me, and the overall lighting atmosphere was a milky yellow. The walls were hard to distinguish, most likely a range of brown and orange-red colors, fairly flat colors, nothing too abstract. Feelings started to rush inside me as I hear the foot steps of soldiers coming in.


They're finally here, and they aim their machine guns at me, but then things start getting weird. Time slows time a bit, and I start shooting all of them in the head, dropping like flies.

Then there's this annoying old man trying to shoot me, kind of like the type of AI you expect from a video game when you're playing on "Easy Mode," and you're ducking for cover, but the enemy comes out at random times, so you can't even get a proper aim at them. He couldn't shoot me, and I couldn't shoot him, so I decided to just dash and go somewhere else.

I can't remember much after that, and I prefer not to, since I doubt there was a happy ending.

I took a nap around 4:15 PM, woke up to alarm set for 7:00 PM, set it to 8:00PM and slept until I woke up around 7:50 PM.

09.23.2012

Pepper Seed Jar and Biochemistry Adviser Office (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside an office, and there's a lady to my right sitting at a desk. It has a computer, a bunch of papers spread out, the usual thing. From the front left, I see there's another door opened to another room near the main office, probably 10-20 feet away from me. Inside of that same room, I saw my Biochemistry Adviser sitting down looking at the computer.

Before I describe her, the office itself was slightly different than the waking life counterpart. My adviser's room is designed to where you can't see her unless you actually go into the room, because when the door opens, only half of her room is visible when you come into the main office before looking inside. Here, I could possibly see everything there, if the door was completely opened in the dream.

My advisory wore a dark gray polyester female dress shirt (it was a thin material), and a light gray dress underneath that. The door was slightly opened, and I assumed that I talked to her previously in the dream, but I can't recall what we talked about. But by judging my feelings in the dream, it didn't seem anything too serious, and as I'm close to leaving this section of the Biochemistry Department, I just happened to see to my right, pepper seeds.


They were contained in a circular jar, like those types where the ends would be cut (not literally) with rectangular ends, so the jar wouldn't roll off the counter or shelf. There was a black text that showed the price to eat the pepper seeds I'm assuming, and it was for "15 cents" each, with the logo for cents.

I didn't know about this until later on, so I took one pepper, and quickly put it in my mouth and chewed on it.

[My.....very....very...SPICY!!!

OH MY.......SPICY!!!!!!!! Its taste is hitting certain areas around my tongue.....

Ooooh, tasting the salt there......ooooh tasting the bitterness there......OH OH OHHHHH THAT WAS SPICY]

All that I said in brackets is how it felt in those few 2-3 seconds of chewing it (Note I wasn't really saying that, just added expression to how real the taste was).

I prepare myself to leave the office, but I immediately hear the lady that was to the right of me before I turn my back declare,

"15 Cents will be taken off.."

I respond,

"Ooooh....Oh! Sorry, I'll go ahead and pay for that right now!" (the pepper seed).

I take my left hand to dig through my left pant pocket, and heard some change jingling around. I take as much as I can out of it, and I quickly counted 15 cents and gave it to the lady.

I think she said "Thank you," and as I'm turning my back again to leave the room, I turn around once more and declared,

"Oh! I gave 20 cents instead huh?"

She quickly looks at the change with her hand opened, but before she could say something, I professed,

"Oh, don't worry about it..."

I left the area, and that's all that I remember.

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09.23.2012

Angelina Jolie Counterpart spams God Mode (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I looked up Pepper Dream meaning signs, and most of it foreshadows danger of some sort, be it through quarreling, financial loss, etc....but I feel that previous dream was just prelude to this one.....I can't really take dream meanings as set in stone notions of truth...but still....

*sigh* Anyway


Ugh....not this kind of dream again.....

Invincible DC+ me being a crappy aim or them spamming God Mode = GETS ANNOYING.

I'm inside a gym, and the carpet is dark blue, there are mirrors attached to the walls on all sides, excluding the entrance and exits I'm assuming. There's a pretty large collection of treadmills around this area. I happen to be close to one, and I believe I'm just observing what's around me.

There's this man who looks like he's an inspector of some sort, like to see if the gym equipment are in good conditions for gym members. He's a really picky guy, he has that really really really analytical eye going about these treadmills and other gym equipment.

There was one treadmill where he put his finger around some buttons, and he didn't like it at all. He takes his index finger off the machine, quickly wipes it off his pants in disgust, and declares,

"I don't like this at all!!"

Not sure who he's talking to, but he was looking at someone. I also recall that same man wearing a dark colored dress shirt tucked into some long Khaki pants I believe.

Then the dream shifts a little bit to where I'm near a dark-skinned lady, and she wants me to look through something that resembles that scope thing you see in submarines to check what's out there. As soon as I put my eyes near the glass to see what's going on through the scope, it's like I'm being transported to a completely different dream environment.

It feels like a video game now, and I'm in it. Whatever area I'm confined in now, it's moving, and it's moving fairly quickly. I find out I'm inside a vehicle or some sort, maybe it's not, but it is moving. I still have the feelings that I'm looking through the same scope.

While I still am, I zoom in on a lady that's inside of the back of a truck that's also moving. Before I go into details on her, here's how the environment looks like. There's a huge brown boulder, or mini-cliff on the left side, and there's a huge body of water on the right, though me and the truck that this vehicle I'm in is following are way above the water level.

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I see some area that looks like a town is coming up to the right far away, and finally, I see the lady. The scope has Thermal vision, so I'm mostly seeing blue, green, yellow, red, and some orange colors, but it's mostly just cool colors I'm seeing....that's weird....barely any body heat on this woman?

I don't think she's human.....she's mostly showing up as colors of blue and green throughout her whole body, and maybe a little hint of yellow and red on her forehead, but it was a very thin vertical line.


She's wearing a pastel green sleeveless tank top, and probably some short khaki dress. She looks like she's looking at me directly, has her lips slightly opened, with her teeth together, and she has pretty big lips. She wears some sunglasses with a thin metal frame around the lens, and she seems to not mind me looking at her.

But something about her bothered me.....it seemed she was up to something.

You know like one of those shows where some random person sees someone, but they look completely normal to them, but they don't know they're probably kind of serial killer or bank robber? Yeah, it felt like that.....

Something made me try to aim a weapon at her, but by the time I do that, the back of the truck seems to be covering half of where she is probably behind right now. Maybe it could be that the right side of the truck cargo she's in is exposed rather than the back. Or it could just be that the thermal vision from the scope can see through thick metal, and I assumed that the backside of the truck cargo was exposed.....hmmmm.


The truck makes a sharp right turn in this enclosed road we're on, and the moment that happened, I decided to just shoot the damn thing.

SHOOT IT SHOOT IT NOW!!!

Then all sorts of things happen, there's this rush, so many events happening....the truck speed up, along with the vehicle I'm in speeding up. Sometimes I wonder if I was just running as high speeds, because I don't recall seeing any kind of car roofs or windows at the time.

Anyway, the dream shifts, and now I'm in a room...I don't pay too much attention to it. All I know is that it consists of light colors of brown and white...like a Calypso type of setting...yeah, this whole dream has that vibe. I open a dark gray door, and I slowly peek out to my left....and I believe the Angeline Jolie counterpart is with some random old guy.

He's wearing a dark dress shirt that's unbuttoned, and probably a light gray shirt with some dark pants and shoes as well. The guy is fairly shorter than her, and she's pretty tall, probably 6'4", something like that. The mini hallway they're in, there's a window in front of them, and it's fairly bright, must still be sunny out there.

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The floor tiles are vanilla colored, and as soon as Angelina Jolie and the old man start, I quickly take aim at try to shoot her as much as I can. Crap...is my aim this HORRIBLE???? I panic, slam the door shut, and quickly looked at the gun I'm holding. It's like a default pistol with a gray coating around the gun head, and studded black material around the holding base.

It also had some weird attachment to the front of it that seems that it can be pressed for some kind of feature, though the split second thinking I'm running out of, I didn't have the time for that. I looked at the gun a bit more, and saw "Bronze Hatchet" labeled on it.

Ugh...another Runescape item reference? But the gun doesn't look anything like a hatchet!!! It's a gun....bleeeh!!

I need to find a place to duck for cover before she opens that door. I quickly find a table that has a decent covering spot, and I hide under there. The door opens, and I see just Angelina's legs walking, searching around the area in her first few seconds of entering it. Then I realized, my father is sitting down on the floor, bracing his back against the wall next to the opened door.

Shit....I get up quickly and aim my gun at her...and by this point, I just start going crazy, I can't recall perfectly on what happened. But based on me going nuts and worrying if she'll shoot my father or something, I assumed I just shot at her in fear, and it didn't seem to work at all. I noticed the gunshots sounded like the M1 Garand "ping" sound.

http://images.wikia.com/callofduty/i..._ping_CoD1.ogg
(Click to hear the ping sound)

Nothing is working on her....there's not a dent on her....and I think she has her gun in her right hand aimed near my father's head, and she's looking at me with her glasses off I believe. It definitely looks like an Angelina Jolie counterpart, or a doppelganger.

I aim my gun at the old dirty, and probably smelly guy, but the gunshots aren't affecting him as well. I know I'm not a crappy aim in a close-ranged situation, so these two probably just have God Mode on full blast.

I can't think straight, I don't know what to do, I don't know what she's going to do with that gun aimed at my father. They're just STANDING there, doing nothing, waiting for me to do something, but I'm dissociated from myself that I eventually just try to end the dream and woke up somehow out of fear of what would happen next.

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09.23.2012

Sensui and his New Light (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'll keep this dream short, because the second dream.....took a quite a while because I was distracted with some things, and I really should finish this lab report and pre-lab questions too before it gets too late at night.

Alright, I'm in a void....it's really.....dark...so empty...I don't see myself, maybe I'm just looking at this void in first person view, but I hear Shinobu Sensui's voice from Yu Yu Hakusho.

He talks about how in the darkness.....the blood was his new light.

*sigh* Too much ambiguity...

05.15.2012

Just walking and chilling (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking in the back alley or some remote and quiet area was what seemed like a city beyond my view. I start spacing out a bit, and as I'm walking, something doesn't feel right. I nose plus reality check, and I can breathe through my nose.

Instead of getting too excited, because I know there were so many things I could've done, especially with the city that would be apparent if I had been able to stabilize a little bit longer.

I believe I was wearing dark or blue jeans, alone with a white dress shirt with short sleeves, and there really thin black lining on it going vertically or horizontally.

It could've just been the shade, but yeah, I saw myself in third person view for a while, like seeing myself and looking up from the ground, and then I established a first person view again.

The area I'm in, it had a huge contrast compared to the city that would appear if I moved a bit further.

I'm going to take a moment to describe the feeling and the environment around me, since there's not much going on except me focusing only on the external.

When I realized that I was dreaming, my hands were extending out in front of me, and my eyes slowly opened. It was completely dark at first, but I could still see the city from beyond exhibiting a very bright energy.

The place I'm in had this sense of calmness despite it being a little dark, it was just dark enough for it to be considered as shade compared to the city out there.

There were small hues of purple on the skyscrapers I was walking through. When I looked up in third person view, these skyscrapers were huge, and I literally so the point of view from above as if I'm zooming in my perspective at a certain point.

I said that now because in waking life, it isn't like that, normally, I would only see this rule being applied loosely in things like How-To-Draw that include a section on perspective and everything.

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05.15.2012

I just want to freaking sign my Signature!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream happened after the lucid I had. I heard the alarm play the two times I set it for the late morning.

I honestly don't know how I'm remembering all of this, but hey, if my mind is giving me the experience back again...no use complaining!

And I really need to start describing my dreams more and more, really helps with linking things back together.

I'm riding my bicycle at University Drive in College Station, and I believe I'm wearing something related to the sleeveless cardigan sweater I was wearing in waking life (because it was kind of cold in the morning, and I didn't want that to interfere with me trying to go into a dream).

I also had a orange shirt under it as well. In my mind, I was wondering if I should head over to Jin's Asian Cafe around here, but I already passed the road to get to it from University Drive.

Then I decided that I should just go ahead and go the extra length to get there. I stop at the intersection at University Drive, turn to the right, pass through whatever eating areas were there, only focusing on going to Jin's Asian Cafe.

I believe at one point while riding on the University Dr., I was waiting for a few people to pass by, but I got impatient, and there was a round curb.

There was the metal pole that would be the support for the stoplights above on the left, and I saw that there was a little space I could ride my bicycle through, and if I timed it right, I could dash through the people walking slowly without bumping into them.

I managed to riding into that tight space, and then....I saw this girl.

Not your ordinary girl, compared to the rest of the dream characters in this dream, at least the females, she was completely different, and although I shouldn't focus too much on her, seeing as I didn't really care about anyone in the dream because I was hungry (talk about biological needs....hahahaa).

Anyway, she had black hair, and it had a shine to it that made it looks so realistic and full of depth. I believe she was wearing black lipstick or dark red lipstick as well. She wore one of those Black trench coats, probably because it would be better at resisting the slightly cold weather in the environment.

I know I started to feel cold the moment I saw more dream characters wearing jackets as well, not all of them did though.

Anyway, back to the girl, when I almost ran into her with my bicycle, she freezes and is in a slight shock.

We both gaze into each others eyes for a while, and even though it only happened for a split second, something tells me that she was trying to get my attention by randomly appearing and accidentally bump into me, go through that whole "Oooh I'm so sorry" phase and introduce each other like how Mako had the Moped accident with Asami in the Legend of Korra.

Loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool
I just know those two characters are going to reach a conflict and have some kind of dramatic breakup...the potential is just SITTING RIGHT THERE!!!! No chick that hot would just randomly go up to a guy and go out with him without having some kind of mischievous plan....right?? /legend of korra rant

But nope it wasn't like that, I managed to just barely stop myself from accidentally ramming into her with my bicycle by stomping my right foot on the ground, since only one side of the brakes (the right side I'm presuming) was working.

(And it's like that for the bicycle I have in waking life...).

I just treated her like she was just a random dream character, I get on the bicycle lane, and then as I'm going to head right, (sorry, I'm back tracking again because I remembered more events as I was typing this out) I have to stop AGAIN to wait for another slow walker going through the lane for walkers when the light showed up for them.

I tried to restrain myself from getting pissed off, but this dude was being slow, and I don't know what's up with random people like the lady in the black trench coat suddenly being in my way.

But I couldn't take it anymore, I screamed,

"GOD WHY ARE SOME PEOPLE SO SLOW?!!??!!?"

I knew the guy registered my rage towards the general people, but I was trying to indirectly tell him that, and I knew he heard me. Yes, you fucking heard me, but he looks down the ground and tries not to look at me.

I look at him in rage, then shifted my attention back to turning right from University Drive (again, sorry for the back tracking there). Anyway, as I'm riding down to another stop sign, there aren't a lot of cars around the small intersection, so I immediately take a right.

I'm riding, and the road itself to the right had a slight slope to it. It wasn't bothersome, but I felt that was I'm trying harder and harder to pedal the bicycle, the gears might make that weird shift, and that sound where you know it's trying to go to the right level might occur.

But I kept going, despite it being difficult to ride the bicycle. I finally reach Jin's Asian cafe, and now, I had to find a place to lock my bicycle in place. There weren't any bicycle rails to do so, and I saw one bicycle on my right lock their bicycle around some small pole.

I turn to my left, and I see some weird furniture on the parking lot, but I ignore this, like I normally do. I can't remember where I lock my bicycle, but I'm sure I found some area, because I wouldn't be caught dead without my bicycle if I'm using it.

I go inside the restaurant, and I see an Asian lady who looks similar to the one I normally see there at the store, the shy and quiet type. She's not really all that enticing, but she has a nice and kind behavior in waking life.

However, the one in this place was kind of cute, though my recall on her complete visage is slightly blurry.

I take a moment to sit down, and there are other people who are waiting for their To-Go meals as well. The environment was kind of tricky to analyze and test my reality and all, since I'm not really used to the area in waking life because I only went there a few times recently before leaving to go home.

It takes me a while to realize that I didn't order anything To-Go as yet, so I quickly get up to the counter, and tell the lady that I would like Sweet and Sour Chicken with Fried Rice.

She asked,

"Anything else?"

I respond, "Ummmm, how much would it cost if I wanted to have the cheesecake as well?"

She inputs some information down on the cash register,

"$2.50"

Not to make myself look like some guy who knows too much about the prices of this area, I do know that cheesecake was definitely not that cheap in this restaurant, it's actually $3.99 in waking life because I remembered the pink menu I got from them in the mail.

I find it funny that I'm aware of that in waking life, despite not being aware of other things....I guess when it comes to food, I have a better awareness for these things, hahaha....hmmm that could be good practice for dream awareness, but again I might be oblivious and ignore those subtle alterations.

Anyway, instead of doing a reality check, I said "Okay" with a slight smile, and she tells me the price for everything in general, and I forgot how much.

I would assume it's over 12 bucks in total, at least, since the Sweet and Sour Chicken would be $9.65 including tax alone, again, there I go again with remembering the exact price in waking life! XD

I check my wallet, and it looks exactly like my wallet, except my debit card isn't there, but I wasn't too worried about that since I knew beforehand in this dream somewhere, that I had over 20 bucks. I know I had at least one ten dollar bill, 2 five dollar bills, and a few 1 dollar bills as well.

I take a while to decide I'm going to give my money, because I wouldn't want to use a ten if I could use the the two five dollars along with the several one dollar bills. I forget what I decided to do, and just hand the lady the money.

She inputs the amount on the register, and takes out the receipt and I have to sign it.

That's another thing I didn't pay attention to, because I would only have to sign it if I used a debit card, but not cash....oh well. Something to work on next time, I guess.

I go ahead and sign it anyway, and I'm doing pretty well signing my name in a dream on a receipt, except when I tried to sign my last name. I wrote something completely different in cursive.

Instead of asking the employee for another receipt to sign, I cross out the random last name I put, and tried to put my actual last name this time, but the pen started to run out of ink.

Ugh....DAMN IT!!!! Always happening when I really freaking need a pen...I changed my pissed off demeanor back to a neutral state and told the cash register lady that the pen isn't working. She looks up at me, and I give her the empty pen, and she gives me a new one probably.

After this, things start getting a little TOO dramatic. I can't remember much during the transition phase, but there's some old man who is wearing a light brown suit along with a white dress shirt underneath it, and he's also wearing a light brown cowboy hat as well. As for the pants, I can't remember how they looked, and prefer not to look down there anyway.

It seems he's annoyed that some order of his isn't getting through, and he's a little TOO angry, because there are other people waiting for their To-Go orders as well....man...old people....

I don't mean to disrespect them or anything, but wow, after him getting pissed off, it was kind of annoying because it was distracting me from getting this fucking signature signed on the receipt! After indulging in the moment with this man's rage, I turn my back, and then I heard a cock of a weapon..

Are you fucking kidding me old man...you're THAT impatient over an order that hasn't gone through for you as yet?

He's not aiming the gun at me, but I silent turn my head and see that he's holding an old-school revolver. He starts getting more confident, obviously since he has a gun. I'm not sure if I had a gun in my dream, and I would assume I wouldn't anyway since I'm going somewhere remote and humane like this restaurant.

The guy starts threatening the staff members, and I'm just like......annoyed by this point, even though I should be scared because this guy was being a bit sporadic and could've sublimate some of that rage towards me.

God damn it, why can't I just sign my fucking signature!!!!!@$%@#%$

That's all I remember unfortunately...I know I had another dream after or before the lucid I had at least, but it really doesn't matter...I hope..

05.02.2012

I think I'm on my second day of attempting the CANWILD technique that I tried a long time ago that got me to do a WILD pretty quickly before. Going to rely on that technique from now on, seeing as I'm getting used to the alarm I have set up to waking me up.

I still keep my eyes closed, so that's a perfect way for me to hopefully seize a REM period to have an instant WILD. It'll take a few nights, but I'm not going to give up on this technique, and thanks to the assignments on the DVA courses hosted by OpheliaBlue and fOrceez, I want to make sure I get an A+

I'm really glad that I joined those courses, it forces me to stick to one technique, because I know how much I complain when I do too many. So for from now, it's the CANWILD technique for me...I know it works because I had a WILD from it on the first go or two.

Here's the link if you're interested.....

http://www.dreamviews.com/f79/**craz...rial-**-87710/

As for the alarm sound I used, it's the first one in this site:

http://soundjax.com/alarm-1.html

The only exception is that I augmented the sound by 500%, so there's no way in hell that I can ignore a sound like that.

Barbershop & Song Parody (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The way the parody was set up with the tune of the song "I can't Decide" by Scissor Sisters was pretty funny, in fact, it went so fast and it was so catchy that I couldn't possibly remember even 3% of the song.

The dream starts out where I'm in an environment that seems to be raining a bit. The overall color of this place is brown, and the mix of the rain and the natural color of the place kind of gives off this mood that I should just remain in my place and watch the view.

Some group of black people came and needed help finding a certain class. They came to me first, but I didn't know what they were talking about, nor did I know what bus route or whatever would take them to the right place.

Then some random person helps them, and it seems he had a better awareness of a reasonable route to go, but it seemed even he was a little confused on what they wanted.

While he's talking to them, I look to top left, and there's a road going up, and I see two girls sitting on a bench. Both of them look familiar, one was blonde female and one was a black female. Let's nickname the blonde one Chels and the for the black female, I forgot her name lol.

I decided that since I know that Chels at least took a math class in the university I attend would be of some help to the group of people asking us a question, I quickly added on to the conversation and declared and pointed towards Chels and the girl sitting next to her might be able to help them.

They acknowledge it and go to them. They first were waiting on traffic to pass by, so that they could walk or ride their bicycle. I stay inside under some cover so the rain wouldn't get me or anything.

The people waiting on the traffic are STILL there...and I even told them,

"Hey, you can go now....there isn't any traffic..."

But they're still hesitant in going. I decided to just ignore them, and I find myself pushing a mattress on it's side. I look to my right, and I see two barbershops, talk about location and competition.....

The barbershop that was little further away from me had some guy working on people's hair. He looked familiar, but I could only make out the outlines of his visage. The one closest to me, there was a female working on people's hair.

I ditched holding the mattress like it wasn't even there, and go to the one with the female inside (lol I would choose the female).

There were two people sitting down, and I believe there were four rotatable chairs on the left side of the shop. One person was sitting on the one closest to me, and the other was sitting on the third one further away from me.

There was a seat in front of me, the second one, and I decided to sit there and wait. I don't know why I'm waiting, I guess my dream body wanted a haircut, but I didn't really pay attention to how I looked, seeing as I'm in first person view most of the time.

I since I knew this chairs can go up or down depending on how you press the lever on the bottom, I decided to have a little fun spinning around and going up and down. But before I could do that, the lady taking care of a person's hair said not to do that since the chair is wobbly, and might fall off if I make it move sporadically.

I immediately stop, and then someone tells the lady about something related about the chair being wobbly and that I could still play around with it, not to sure.

Then someone comes in to give me a message from someone, and asks if I wanted to see it. I said no, but I still take the message.

After they leave, I open it, and now I'm in a different perspective to where the paper takes up the whole field of view. Words start scrolling down slowly, and a catchy tune is playing....

Sounds familiar.....and I realized it's the tune from Scissor Sisters' "I can't decide" song playing with different words.

The song is playing while the lyrics are scrolling down, and it's hilarious on how different words are able to synch up with the tune! I spend the time listening to how it is basically talking about me, from how I look and my fitness level, academics, etc.

After it's finished, I can't remember what I did next, but it was funny listening to the tune of the song with different words, honestly, if I could remember all of it, it would probably be an even better laugh in waking life.

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05.02.2012

Don't Jump to Conclusions (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a garage with a group of people. I believe I have a weapon on me, an old school revolver that's silver, with some dark blue padding on the gun handle I believe.

I didn't notice this until later though.

There's this old man who gets near the apartment, and he has a gun himself in the front of him tucked halfway inside his pants.

I start to panic a little bit, and he also came by parking his red car on the driveway of another house. I just stay back like the other characters are doing, and the man asks while pulling his pants up.,

"Any of you a student?"

I almost raise my hand, but the DC to the left and front of me did, and came with the guy. I was going to get ready to use my gun on the old man, but I was afraid that it might not shoot, seeing as in previous dreams, it only worked if I had some kind of pain of loss or something, like with Eva getting injured in the Akashic Records dream I had a while back.

So the old man and DC, who looked like someone I knew in waking life, let's call him "T."

He and T go back inside his red car, and they go off somewhere. After they pass, and me acting like a little pussy by hiding behind the door, me and the dream characters come back together near the garage, and I start talking about what the old man is going to do with T.

I took out my gun, opened the barrel, and there's three bullets inside, and the whole thing can contain six. It's a good thing that I didn't take my gun to shoot him, because I realized the gun itself was set to a slot that had no bullets AT ALL, so if I decided to try and be a hero and shoot at the old man, it wouldn't have worked because there were simply no bullets for that slot.

And if I shot again to realize it didn't work, it wouldn't have worked again, because ANOTHER slot would be empty.

So I guess the third time really is the charm in this case if I went in blind fury on how the gun didn't work, because the next 3 slots would have bullets in them. (The last slot was already on the right before the two empty slots if you're wondering about that).

Anyway, we all calm down a bit after T and the old man go away, but I'm still worried what the hell the old man could possibly want with a "student."

Then shit started getting even weirder, I swear, one by one, dream characters are randomly disappearing, and I don't know who the hell is causing all of this.

I look at one random dream character, and tell them that we're in for it now, and that we better start being more diligent. I decided to go outside again, and I see someone coming in with some kind of black jeep vehicle, the type where there aren't any windows or roofs, like the ones you would see poachers use or whatever. (Hunting Jeep)

Yeah, a female comes out, and she looks Hispanic, she has long and beautiful light brownish hair I believe, almost close to being orange. She was wearing a plain white shirt that was ruffled up a little bit, and I believe she was wearing really short pink shirts that would probably be a replacement for her underwear....

Instead of confronting her, I duck for cover under a vehicle because I'm not taking any chances with how the dream characters are disappearing just like that. I think I get some dirt on the clothes I'm wearing, possibly sand or dust, but I don't care much about what's on me though.

The girl looks at how I'm ducking for cover under a vehicle, and she has this face that says,

"Lolwut, what's wrong with you?"

Anyway, after she comes, and I forget what I did with her, a red car comes near the driveway on the same house to the left again. I thought this was the old man bringing back T again, but it was a young blonde female, kind of cute by the way, especially with how her cheeks where shaped to make her smile naturally.

I calm down a bit, and I forget what I did around her as well. The dream shifts to where the old man and T came back, and it looked like the old guy shot T, because T's head was leaning to the side, and he didn't even move.

I start to get even more worried as the old man comes out, but T is actually alive because he comes out as well! The old man leaves, and I ask T what the hell he wanted to do with him.

T said that he needed someone young to try out some clothes for him, apparently, it was supposed to be clothes for some female, probably the old man's grand kids or whatever.

Okay......................................you just randomly come in with a gun tucked in your pants, and you ask for students in an almost threatening tone just so they can test out how some clothes would fit for someone?

Perfectly reasonable..../sarcasm....

It's a good thing that I didn't shoot the old guy, seeing as he wasn't a threat to me in the first place.....but one thing remains....

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE OTHER PEOPLE THAT DISAPPEARED IN THIS DREAM!!! It was like a mini-horror flick in the afternoon....

ugh....

I did learn from this dream not to jump to conclusions, even if the person has a gun and has a serious tone in his speech.

I also realized that I should check how many bullets I have with the weapon in my hand the next time I dream myself with one.

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05.02.2012

Blue Snake (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember a lot from this dream.

there's this blue snake, with black spots at random places, and I decided to kill it because of the fact that a snake with that kind of color looks freaking dangerous.

I don't know what I did, but I started to chop it up in fear and rage.

I think during the time I was killing it, either it changed to the color green, or I killed another snake. For the snake that was green, I remember grabbing it by it's tail, and stomping on his head very hard.

I started to pull its body and eventually hear a cracking sound. I let go of the tail, and it's dead.

Then some lady talks to another lady on how it's okay that someone's egg was broken, because the blue snake bit on an egg already...

Couldn't really understand that...but just putting it out there for the sake of remembering.

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05.02.2012

Stupid Kids (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much from this, just walking inside of a store, looking for something. Then some small children were looking at me for a while, and I was kind of annoyed by them.

The place kind of resembled a Barnes and Nobles bookstore.