Linkzelda's Dream Journal

06.08.2013

Eva Talks About Thought-Forms and Stuff (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in an environment that looks like a graveyard, and the contents within this dream mostly consisted of shades of gray and bits of dark green here and there. It seems that I'm mostly just watching the dream from a spectator point of view, and I noticed Eva is hiding behind pillars, and there's caption showing on the "display" in this dream, like on Youtube videos.

She or maybe someone else is talking about how people who emulate those in real life into thought-forms should just allow those people who died or exist to have a distinction. She's wearing a dark green jacket that's slightly unzipped until it shows a slight cleavage. She's wearing light brown pants and dark brown leather boots I believe.

Anyway, it's raining as well, and this dream itself is kind of depressing, almost as if while the voice is narrating certain things to me, despite of my lack of ability to recall the exact words, my emotions were mixed with feeling slightly sad for something, but also being comforted with something else.

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06.08.2013

Missed The School Bus, Elementary School, & Female Police Officer Flirts With Me (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I did a few more sessions with the mental exercises that helps with being more proficient and aware of tapping into the unconscious mind by letting it do the job for you with the mental imagery, and all I have to do is just describe what's going on. Slept late last night, had the confidence that I'll be aware of my dreams, knowing how my unconscious mind will make those connections to enable me to have a lucid dream, and I managed to get a decent lucid, despite of its randomness of someone flirting with me and all sorts of stuff.

I freaking love these exercises, makes visualization, imagining, and other things so much freaking easier to do now. I used to think I didn't have to put in much effort into dream recall, but now, that was clearly an understatement. Anyway, let's move on to the lucid dream shall we?

Alright, so I'm in an environment that looks really familiar to a previous neighborhood I resided in waking life during my Junior year in High School. The setting is early morning, and things obviously feel more dream like that it's just blatantly obvious that I'm dreaming.

As soon as I feel the rush of emotions and sensations common in the dreaming world compared to waking life, it doesn't become a challenge for me to know whether or not I'm lucid dreaming.

I noticed that there's a school bus I have to follow to class, I don't know why, but I just presume it has to be the one I needed to take. The reason being is that I'm feeling sensations and emotions of being rushed, out of choices, and not knowing how to go about finding other routes to get to whatever destination the bus was going to take me. The consistency of the dreaming environment was dependent on my ability to calm down, so if I was panicking for too long, the dream just feels messed up.

However, it's not like I was going to have an unstable dream to the point where I would wake up, no, been through that already and know how to plant myself into this dream. Emotions and adrenaline do not matter anymore, just don't pay attention to how they can wake you up, and you can enjoy them as much as you can. So as I'm wondering where in the bloody hell to go now that what seems to be my only ride to whatever location I had in mind passed by too quickly.

I even tried lurking around to check to see if the bus will make a turn-around somewhere, since it had to have more than one route to pick up the dream characters. But it just happens that the route that I'm in is the last one, but at least I gained competence in a dream for once to look for alternatives. Now it seems things are hopeless for me, and although I knew I could just do whatever I wanted to, I decided to just let this dream happen and watch while being able to go back and forth in spectator mode, third person mode, and first person mode.

It's hard to describe, it's as if I'm shifting through three states of consciousness or perspectives I should say all at once. It's not even 360 vision, it's just sublimating my awareness in 3 perspectives at once, it's a really funny feeling, but it's really comforting being able to do that, especially when it would enable me to keep track of anything suspicious going on. I noticed that I'm wearing a long black jacket and a dark blue polo shirt and black dress pants. I believe I'm wearing lace-less shoes, but because I'm not focusing much attention to my outfit, and rather on what to do next, it's merely conjecture for my dream body description.

I turn around and I quickly noticed a dream character that looks very familiar, and it doesn't take me very long to deduce that this was a dreaming counterpart of a person in waking life that I'll just nickname "K." He had the mannerisms, body posture, and annoying attitude of the real one. He's wearing a black and white striped dress shirt that's buttoned and spread out. Even though I'm looking at his back, it's clear to identify that he's wearing a white t-shirt. Now for the pants, the thoughts coming into me now say he's wearing white baggy jeans.

The epitome of a wanna-be gangster who doesn't know how to pull up his pants and is either too indolent or incompetent to know how to use a belt. Of course, this doesn't bother me one bit in the dream, and I noticed that he's looking left and right, and I make sure that I don't attract any attention to him.

It's weird, although I knew he couldn't possibly hurt me, since I'm going with the classic predisposition that this is a lucid dream obviously, but I still needed him. The reason being is because he's the closest thing to being a student or someone looking for a bus as well. And because I wanted to know why I had intentions of going inside of the School Bus, he was my only option for the time being.

So I make sure I keep a trail off of him at least 30 feet away from him or so, and he's slowly walking. Then he picks up the pace, and before he starts going a bit faster with power-walking, I noticed my vision is now focused on his trail and where he's going. Which means there's an augmented tunnel vision in my perception of the reality in this dream, and everything else outside that scope is considered blind, insignificant, and a waste of time to recall to the best of my abilities.

I had a mix of emotions when following this guy, and they weren't really that positive at all. I had the urge to just slam this guy to the ground and destroy him completely, but again, can't do that since he's still a valuable dream character. And as I'm picking up my pace, I noticed he takes a sharp turn to the left side, and I quickly avert my eyes to the right to pretend that I'm not trying to follow him.

He doesn't really seem to have much competency level in terms of being sentient and sapient of my presence, and this tempts me to just shrug him off completely once I figured out that the path he's going towards is to a school. I walk past him, but then find myself slowing a bit just to see where this dream character is going to go. Instead of just ignoring him and him fading out of existence because of my lack of interest in being aware of him and the other DCs, I decided to just let his existence hang just a bit longer.

I noticed that the psychological tendencies I had towards this guy, especially in waking life, were now shut down completely. He's not the type of person I knew "K" was, a very loud-mouth individual that was cross-eyed and didn't see to have much going for his life. He's countenance is completely different, despite of his dark-skinned complexion still being difficult to conceptualize to full detail. He seems to be expressing a kind demeanor, especially towards younger children, and I just let go on auto-pilot in terms of walking as I shift to the completely different "K" individual.

There's a little boy he's walking with, and he looks familiar as well, all too familiar, and this boy is wearing a shirt that consists of dark warm colors (mostly orange, maroon, and such). He's wearing sports shorts, but I can't make out the actual color because as I'm walking in auto-pilot, I noticed that I'm picking up the pace a bit more because I'm having less interest in this twisted up version of "K" of a dream character.

I finally avert my eyes to the environment surrounding me now, and the tunnel vision has disappeared completely, and you could say that I'm just going through 360 vision now. There's no need to go through the sublimation of 3 perspectives seeing how this is a school environment, which means there isn't really going to be much of a threat, seeing how I'm never encountering physical threads in school dreams.

So as I'm easing myself into this third-person 360 vision, I begin to notice that I'm already shifting myself into the building. And here's where the environment starts becoming inconsistent, but just for a little bit. Now, imagine for a moment for where I'm standing right now in the dream, imagine seeing the back of a person at a slightly tilted angle to where their face is slightly further away from your perspective, but only by a a few degrees.

Now, as I'm absorbing the content of the dream environment here in order to make presumptions of where to go next, something feels very peculiar about this dreaming environment. Typical. Anyway, allow me to describe the environment during this moment. The overall colors that pop up are brown, dark yellow, green, and maybe a faded and dirty milky violet color here and there. These colors mostly show up on the tile flooring below me.

The stairs that I'm on top on, which probably has 3-6 steps, has the dirty milky violet color along with the walls as well. It almost felt that the colors themselves made this dream more like a a puzzle, kind of like this image below (I'm really freaking shocked on how that association just came up on a fly, whatever, not complaining! Whatever helps me get to the point right?)

Just imagine that some of the walls are patches of brown and dark-gold with those few walls that are also the dirty milky violet color as well.

I apologize for my horrible description of colors as well. Please bear with me.

And one interesting thing shows up after I analyzed the dreaming environment. There's a vault, a fairly huge one, I'd say about 8 feet wide and 9 feet tall. But here's the thing, because the vault crank, or whatever you call it is small from my point of view, but it still felt like it would be bigger when I get closer to it (just imagine the huge vault cranks you see in those movies where there's bound to be a bank robbery or something).

So I noticed my perception in this dream is a little bit skewed, it feels like things aren't really following along pretty well. However, this doesn't stop me from exploring what seems like constant and altering chamber that resembles a prison and elementary school at the same time. The Vault crank itself has a fairly large black dot in the middle, and it now looks like a Huge Gear trying to protect something I believe.

I don't touch it of course, instead, I just go about lurking in random areas in this confusing dreaming environment. I begin to notice that as I'm going through these doors, it feels like randomly generated scenarios with dream characters and such. Kind of like what you would see in movies where the person is in an area with what is presumed to be an infinite amount of doors, and they stumble upon the most abnormal and peculiar of things.

Except it's a little less scary fortunately, just randomly generated child dreaming characters, teachers, and other school staff members. I remember one door where there was just a black void and that same kid I was imagining before that hanged around with the "K" guy. He seems to be looking at the teacher, and the teacher is a female that looks very familiar.

Kind of like my Reading teacher that I believe I had for 6th grade in middle school. I noticed that her hairstyle is still a bit poofy and proper, and she's just looking down on the child while having her face and neck turned awkwardly.

Anyway, I close the door for whatever reason, even though I doubted myself on what I would be doing here in this dream with stairs being inverted, twisted and stuck on places where they shouldn't be. The abnormality itself is what keeps my lucidity sustained I guess. I find myself noticing how I'm raising one of my eyebrows speculating what to do next.

Then after what seemed so long, boring, and dragged out event, I'm just going to skip to the final part now. I find myself getting near an exit, actually being able to see what's outside for once. As I'm preparing to go for the exit, the tile checkered floor here is different than the one before. It consists of a faded vanilla and black colors, and the moment I find my shoes making contact with the floor, it delivers the type of echo as if I were in a large and spacious region in a building.

The area itself was too hard to make out because it was a little dark on the corners, despite of the fact that there's a strong lighting outside and the sunlight is still able to leak in some rays as well. I continue heading to the exit, and there's a metal bar that I would have to pass through, kind of like the rotating bars you would see if you were to come to a supermarket .

Except this time, I wasn't able to get past these bars, and as I'm trying to move back and forth to see if they're sensor-activated, there's a random female dream character in front of me that informs me I can't pass. I was a bit puzzled on why she would tell me this, and I decided to turn back and realized there's a female police officer, or some security guard up front.

I immediately go up to her and she informs me that I just have to show my I.D. or something, and I just pull up a random card out of my pocket, and she takes it real quick and looks as if she's busy typing information. As she's going about doing whatever, she tells me I'm handsome.

I said, "Thank you." in a silent voice, but it didn't seem she was hearing me well, so I said it a bit louder. I wanted to just remain silent, but I just had to pretend to be social with her since she's my only way out. She has very short hair, as if she was bald a few weeks before, and she's fairly cheeky and has a dark complexion. Her outfit is mostly dark blue, and she seems to be the cheerful type of guard, but of course, I can't really revel in her kindness for too long.

After that, I don't know what the heck went on from that point sadly, seeing how I had all sorts of dreams in the middle most likely.

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06.08.2013

Military Base Stuff (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this one is that Eva's face is zoomed in, and it seems we're just going around inside a military base. The main colors are very light gray.

Yeah, that's all I remember for that.

03.30.2012

Castle Infiltration & Lady in Red Dress, I'm The END, Short Seats (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap that ended up being a little bit too late to take one.

Dream 1: Castle Infiltration & Lady in Red Dress

I'm starting out in an awkward position to conceal myself in this dream. This dream had a few resets and moments where I was close to being caught.

I remember being side a fancy area with gray tiling and gray brick walls, and there's red carpet in the middle of every path to walk on. I hear a man talking about something to some guards, but I can't remember what exactly.

I had to be really careful of the guards, because they had some weird formation that apparently preventing them from having gaps whenever they turned their back at me.

I remember there being some reset in the dream when I was caught because I underestimated the guards.

Here's something new, most of them were blonde females in red latex outfits. I don't know if I should be afraid of them, or fantasize their amazing bodies in this dream, but they looked like serious business.

After the guy is done talking, I put myself against the wall, slowly moving to the left to see that he's this close from me, but because the area I'm in an area for things to be hung up as decorations, he doesn't bother going through the mini-hallway.

I see what's near the hall way, and I head outside to the door to the right of me quickly before the guards turned out.

I think there was another instance where I was hiding in the mini-hallway again, but this time, I was leaning at the right side to see the guards and the guy interacting with each other.

Since they were closer to the exit, that meant I could hide on the other side.

The area that's next to the mini-hallway I was in was formatted into a square, so there would be guards at each corner, but since they all gathered to listen to what that guy was declaring, I quickly went to the left side of the square hallway.

I see the blonde females in red latex suits move the opposite direction, and I quickly leave out to the door.

Somewhere along in those moments, there was one female who got closer to where I was hiding inside the mini-hall way with decorations and red carpet.

She actually came into the small room, and instead of staying there and making her tell the other guards, I quickly dash towards her, grabbed her neck, held it really tight, and then stabbed her in her stomach.

I didn't pull the dagger/knife out, I was still holding onto her neck, and slowly helped her descend to the ground. I believe she had brown hair, the type that had a shine to it, and her face was sort of pure with a light apricot skin tone to it.

She was wearing a red dress, not a latex suit. But because I was worried that someone might've heard the dagger penetrating through her, and her coughing blood once, I didn't bother to ask who she was before she really died.

She was completely different from the guards, she didn't have any weapons or anything, she just came in at the wrong time. I look her dead body, gazing at her cold and blank stare at me. She still has her mouth opened, and there's blood dripping out to the side.

Her skin tone started to become even more pale, and her arms are spread out. I couldn't do anything but leave the area.

If you want to talk to me, and make yourself less likely to be killed or injured, at least don't wear the same color as the other female guards!

Why am I killing people so recklessly in these dreams?

Dream 2: I'm The END, Escape from Bicycle

The title may be a little confusing, but I was "The End", I'm sure I was because even though things were in third perspective, I could feel myself being him.

He's basically this old guy who is supposed to be remarkable with sniper weapons and hiding overall in Metal Gear Solid 3, and if you managed to get him to cough up some items, you can get the camouflage that has the best percentage to conceal yourself in the game I believe.

I'm in some desert area, and there's a guard base. Since I'm using the camouflage of his that can alter to most environments, I didn't have to worry about guards finding me.

There's wide and big light brown tiling format I'm on that matched the sand's color.

I was prone (still in third person perspective), and there's a guard in front of me. I'm near his feet, I ponder if I should grab them and make him trip, but I decided to quickly stand up and grab the back of his neck.

I could feel how hard "The End" was choking this person from behind, I can feel the vibrations and the guard having no chance against him.

The guard falls to the floor, and then I find myself shifting consciousness somewhere else. The dream shifts to where I'm trying to escape an area full of guards and tanks with machine guns and turrets attached at weird parts of them.

There's a set of bicycles lined up at a bicycle rack, and most people are trying to escape, but none of the bicycles are moving, something is locking them.

It seems that the guards didn't care I was there anymore, because they're busy running for their lives as well. I was in a large and dark garage, probably where they stored their weapons and vehicles.

It opens up, and a guard that looks like a soldier in desert gear is getting on a bicycle, waiting for the garage door to open up. I see there's a bicycle next to him, and as he heads out, I quickly rush to it.

The bicycle was blue I think, and one of those with the curved metal handles at the ends. I'm trying to pedal, but I have to pedal too much, and it's not really going fast to compensate the effort I'm giving it.

I tried shifting gears so that it would be a little harder to pedal, but it would not go faster. While I'm riding awkwardly, there's some person to the left of me trying to get on a bicycle, but he can't ride it because it's locked somehow.

He asks himself, "What the hell is going on?"

I don't know if he was asking me, because I was too busy trying to escape whatever it is I'm running from.

Dream 3: Short seats At Lunch

I'm waiting at one of the lines at a random school, and I take a while on what I want to buy, even though I had enough to eat on my tray. I go to the cashier, but I can't remember paying for anything.

I sit near these group of people, mostly females, and the seating is really awkward, the seating was really low for comfortable eating.

I basically sit there feeling like a dimwit, trying to come up with a way to make myself seem normal around these people.