Linkzelda's Dream Journal

14.03.2013

Comforting Hawkgirl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall is kind of skewed, but I believe I can get a decent overview on what happened.

I remeber being immersed in an environment that felt completely remote from previous experiences that I can't recall too well last night. I remember the darkness creating a sense of comfort, but that could be due to the person that was next to me. I had this attraction towards a dream character that looked exactly like Hawkgirl from the Justice League.

She was wearing the mask shaped in a form of a hawk, with a dark gold in the middle going all the way towards the beak of the helmet and black on the sides. I believe there were trees, and they were dead, most likely similar to some of the trees at my University when it's not Summer as yet.

However, the darkness itself confused the beauty of this dream environment, it was dark and would be scary if I didn't have a dream character by my side that I had an attraction with. It was like the perfect place to have a side to side conversation with any dream character I preferred. The ground below me mostly consisted of bland colors in the range of gray and a bit of white.

There were stones fused with the gray concrete, and I could remember hearing my footsteps more than usual in a dream. It almost felt like a mini-Alice-in-Wonderland kind of theme where nothing but the dream character and me existed, or at least was of significant importance.

I felt calm, relaxed, I had no objective to do anything random like my dream self usually does when non-lucid. I believe I'm holding Hawkgirl by her right shoulder with my left hand. I'm getting an image that I'm wearing a white dress shirt with light gray office suit over it and a light gray dress pants as well. I'm probably wearing basic laceless brown shoes that were polished as well, and I have the white dress shirt un-buttoned all the way down to the top of my chest.

There are stone benches on the side of the ground placed conveniently for two people to talk things out. Hawkgirl's emotions suddenly became more apparent to me, and she's starting to cry. I felt as if I'm being stung mentally because I wanted to know what was wrong with her and why she was crying.

Somehow her tears managed to go through her mask, and she quickly gets her right hand to wipe her tears. The logic with this felt kind of weird since the texture of the mask should be able to have liquids slide right off it with ease, but I was more focused on her emotions.

I propelled my right hand forward to the stone backless bench, and told her we can sit here. She's still wiping her tears, and she proceeds to sit down. I do the same and I get closer to her and wanted to take my right arm and give her a side hug to console her.

From this point, I can't rememeber specficially on what we talked about, but I do know it was definitely something that was bothering her mind for some time. Even though I don't have any recall on that presumption, it just felt like that, and based on how she was in the original Justice League show before Justice League Unlimited, it's like she wanted to give me a secret.

I felt like crying alongside her as well just because it felt comforting to just cry, kind of like having eustress (positive stress). Whatever we talked about, I felt her warm body lean towards my chest. Her back is facing me and I wrap her gently around her neck and listened to whatever it is she discussed with me.

The environment started to become insignificant at this point, and I was more focused on wrapping her around my arms and trying to empathize with her. After that, I can't remember anything else.

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14.03.2013

Going Under a Bridge with Sumire Ryuzaki and Child Naruto (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this one is that Sumire Ryuzaki from Prince of Tennis, and maybe Naruto when he was a child were near me as we're on motarboats that seem to operate by themselves. It felt like that for a while until I realized there was a rope connecting between us, literally.

The rope probably was 20-30 feet in length, and I was in between Sumire Ryuzaki and Child Naruto. Naruto was wearing a gray shirt and orange shrots while Sumire Ryuzaki just wore the same outfit she wore in Prince of Tennis.

The dream environment had this red-ish Sepia atmosphere, but we as individuals still maintained our basic colors. We were riding the boats and preparing to go under a bridge. This bridge was fairly wide, maybe 50-70 feet wide, and was composed of bricks. The bricks were probably brown, but that could probably be due to the Sepia-Red-ish tone that was apparent.

Beyond that bridge was a very bright light, and it was impossible to see what was ahead. Whatever it was, it definitely was better than being stuck in this bland and almost timeless environment.

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14.03.2013

Light Yagami and the Hard-Skinned Blimp (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm on top of a Blimp that seems to be hard-skinned because there were a few needles flinging at high speeds near it. The setting is night time, and below me were city lights everywhere. I didn't acknowledge this sensation in the dream, but it felt amazing, the wind blowing through me, I felt so alienated from below that it was just comforting.

Then Light Yagami from Death Note showed up. He's wearing a white dress shirt buttoned all the way up except for the neck and is wearing dark pants and brown shoes. He looks relaxed, and then looks at me seriously at first, but then goes back to being neutral. I don't know what he's doing here, but he seems to be enjoying this as well.

That's all I can remember, the blimp is going somewhere, kind of like the midnight train going ANYWHEREEEEEEEE.

09.09.2012

Time and Space Logic with Tarzan (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in spectator mode, and I notice I'm in a environment that looks like some kind of Aztec jungle area. In the background that's far away, I notice I'm at an area that's pretty high off from all the tall trees below it. If I'm looking at this right, I'd say this area is probably floating above this rainforest type of environment.

The main area of where I'm going to pay attention to most of the dream has a circular stone base, and there are one or two columns on the the sides of the circular base, one that's north east from where's I'm looking, and the other one east of me. The skies, there isn't a presence of a sun at all, but the clouds still show signs of daylight, it's completely clear, probably because this area I'm looking at is at a very, very, VERY high altitude.

In front of me, it's very hard to tell, it's as if I'm speaking to a dream character that alternates in different male forms, but I can only recall this being shifting once or twice in visages. And another thing, it's sort of difficult to understand if I'm:

1. The one spectating the soon-to-be conversation.
2. The one in the dream body of the person going to explain to the alternating dream character
3. I'm both the spectator, and I'm able to synch myself back and forth with ease into the dream body I'm using.

I'm kind of shifting on the third option being that possibly, since I did feel emotions at one point where I'm pretty sure I completely shifted into that body.

Anyway, I talk to the dream character, and by this time, he/she/it/whatever it is looks like an Indian man. I think he's wearing glasses, but I'm not too sure on that. The dream body I shift my focus to now is explaining to this person how they can "soften" up their body, so that they are able to essentially phase through objects coming at them, or if they want to go through something.

This immediately reminds me of Tobi in Shippuden.

Then it/me started to explain that he/I can soften a certain area in the environment around me, so that I can use the phasing technique to go underground with ease. The person takes it slow a bit, getting half of his body into the ground already, but still is looking up at the entity he's explaining it to. Then this weird substance is apparent all over his/my body, and it looks like I'm slightly melting into the ground.

The body type had this weird butterscotch type of color, and as I'm seeing him/myself halfway into the ground in third person view, they finally drop quickly under the surface. Now the perspective changes where I quickly see him/myself under the ground, still trying to talk to the person above who is probably Tarzan by now.

I don't know if he/I knows if Tarzan, or whoever it was can still hear him underground, since there was no hole/vacuum for any sound to go through and bounce off of. I hear a muffled voice in third person now, and then go back to seeing the guy/myself below. He's at a really awkward position, he has to bend most of his upper torso , and is poking at the ceiling that's very close to him.

A few little rock and dirt pieces fall down, and there's a sudden shift in sound that basically makes me imply that I shouldn't be poking the dirt ceiling underground in a careless manner. It seems that while I'm explaining, it's like the person I see getting out from underground again isn't talking...so in a way, it's like while he's moving, another part of me is still in narrative mode explaining the Tarzan DC on time and space and phasing.

It seems that the guy/me knows there's a secret path to get out of the underground area in the floating area in the sky. After he gets out, there's this dirt path that goes up all the way back to the circular area with the one to two columns on the right side. The bottom of the floating area is dark brown, and its texture makes me presume that this same area was probably pulled up from the ground by some kind of large force for it to be elevating so high past even the clouds.

As I continue explaining more stuff that I'm not even paying attention to at this point, I shift back to the guy running up the secret trail to go back to the circular area again. While I/he's talking, there's another voice coming in, as if it's whispering, that declared (paraphrasing here):

"And I can just take this path here and trick you.." He meant you as in the Tarzan guy.

Yeah....that's not really a good paraphrase, I forgot the exact words, but obviously it was something only for me to hear.

I finally am aware that I take the dream body of the guy going up the path, and I walk slowly as I'm getting closer to the circular area again. I hide behind this boulder conveniently placed for me to just rest my right hand on, and then peek slightly over to the left to see if the Tarzan DC was still there.

I started to feel the anticipation of him still being there, and the feelings got even stronger as I exposed my face more and more, but I forget what happens next....

ARRRRRRRGH, I really shouldn't be distracting myself early this morning, the recall would've been better if I didn't have something important on my mind...BLEH whatever.

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09.09.2012

Light Yagami is Blackmailing? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see Light Yagami from "Death Note" getting a silver flip-cell phone out, and he's opening a drawer of a girl he's probably hanging around with. Something tells me it's Misa from the series as well, and he's taking quick snapshots of whatever is inside of the drawer.

He has his red eye and evil smirk pose while he's taking the pictures....

I wonder what could be making him smile so much, maybe he's taking pictures of her underwear?

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09.09.2012

Old Age and Kirstie Alley (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm just going to shorten this dream up, because I don't like at all.....

On my left is a dark-skinned female that seems to be either unconscious or just dead. I get close to her, kneel down, and I compare her to Kirstie Alley, who is showing up as a mental image from me temporarily blanking out in the dream.

To the left of the Kirstie Alley (yes the Jenny Craig lady), are some numbers, which apparently are signs of old age. I remember there being exactly being a "256" there, a few 50's and some figures in the 100s as well. I believe I'm speaking to someone, and I'm saying how she can be compared to that, though I don't know if it's the lady that's unconscious/dead or Kirstie Alley.

BORING.