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    1. Alarm Interrupts Experience at XXX Shop, False Awakening, At Tennis Courts Without Tennis Attire

      by , 12-12-2015 at 07:30 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      12.12.2015
      Alarm Prevents Me From Trying Out Some Toys (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was actually going to attempt 12 hours of image streaming before thinking that 30, or so minutes of it was more than enough, and that I could always do it on my next day off. Fortunately, the image streaming session beforehand proved to be advantageous in remembering some dreams.

      So I’m doing some grocery shopping, but not sure who for in particular; maybe just myself, but later on in the dream, it probably was for a relative, or even one of the co-workers I was trying to image stream in being with. Whatever the case, I remember that I’m finish with the shopping, and I have a huge paper bag with some vegetables on top; your stereotypical visual cue of produce being bought along with some random items underneath.

      The size of the vegetables were a bit larger than they should be, but I had a one track mind towards something else-finding the near XXX store to buy a sex toy for myself. I eventually stored the paper bag filled with items inside of a car that was probably white, but fairly old (in the 2000s, or even 1998), and proceeded to casually zone around the area. It’s an evening setting, but it really feels like it’s 2AM, or something.

      There’s streetlights around, but they’re emitting a faded white light, and this misty aura that’s shaped like a cone penetrating the ground. The ground itself-side walk and all, consists of a melange of blue and gray colors, and by looking at that, it has this chalky, semi-realistic vibe to it. I eventually reach a section of the area that looks like it could sell sex toys, but the layout looks weird.

      You get the impression that whoever owns the store is about to move out, or that they’re sold out, and probably needed to stock for the next day. I go ahead and open the glass door anyway. Inside of the store, the walls are light brown, and the milky, yellow lights make it more caramel. The flooring is a generic white checkered pattern, and to the right of me is a Caucasian male. He’s wearing a gray hoodie with the hoodie resting on his back, some brown pants, and a generic cool colored shirt. He has light, caramel hair, but he could have dirty blonde as well, and based on certain features of his visage, he looks like he could have originated in the East.

      I wanted to feel that his overall clothing scheme would be shady, but honestly, I’m not surprised based on what the shop was in general. I go up to him, and started to get down to business. I first had apprehensions on this people a XXX store, but he clarified things to me in vague ways, almost as if he’s trying to have external ears deter away from that probability, I think.

      He turns to the right, and I promptly follow him, and wondered how we’re going to pass through this brown wall that will clearly make him face plant into it. Then, a concealed door opens, and I hear this futuristic Zwooomp sound for a few seconds, and became even more confused. It felt like this guy was over playing it in hiding the real intent of the shop.

      I continue to follow him upstairs for a bit, and there’s this bright, white light above us. When we reached the apex, I noticed this grandiose area that’s covered in white. There’s some white tables stacked in rows along with some white metal fold-able chairs that are spaced out about two feet from each other. There’s all sorts of dream characters, but the ones that I can remember at the moment was this Asian female that looks like she’s in hear early thirties that’s wearing a white dress shirt that’s tucked in nicely into a faded black skirt that accentuates the contours of her thighs, and ends a few inches above her knee.

      She looks like Lucy Liu, and she has a hairstyle akin to the one Jady Nguyen had in Hitman: Absolution.






      She’s handing papers to everyone that seems to be in the building, including me. I look at the paper for a moment, and noticed that there’s nothing of sexual connotations whatsoever. It looks more like complicated math formulas, and some scientific context thrown in there for good measure. I’m confused once more, but I continue to follow the guy around, as this is probably his second layer of hiding the fact that he owns a XXX store. This still seems like he’s over-playing it, especially when there shouldn’t be anything to hide in this dream.

      I could’ve said that this is only a dream, but I couldn’t be bothered with opening Pandora’s Box that comes with the reactivity levels of said dream characters. I had a feeling he was talking to me, but it was filtered out as background noise for a few seconds while I was processing the general layout, and more of the dream characters. I noticed a second dream character looks like one of my co-workers. She’s of dark complexion, has her black hair tied in a hair bun, and her visage really looks like it’s fleshed out with barely any noticeable nuances to it.

      She’s looking at me, which feels awkward, and she has the demeanor that she’s out for some toys as well, but we just dart our eyes somewhere random in space. I think she’s participating in the pseudo class being set up, when she’s probably trying to get more information on toys in general. I follow the guy, and get a little impatient, and started to ask if he had any toys for sale. He magically pops out like three Flesh-lights-one green, one blue, and a black one. He makes me privy to the function of each one. The blue one seems to have vibrations set up along with some ring that fluctuates horizontally, which seems to imply that it sets certain amounts of pressure if you put your rod in it. The green one seemed to be alien related, I think, and the black one was just your generic Flesh-light. They looked like actual flashlights from the base, and smaller than the actual Flesh-lights.

      I asked him how much each of them would cost, and he starts throwing out figures like $49.95, $59.95, and $XX-95, and he literally just hands me all three of them. I ask him more questions as to why he’s handing me them all at once, and he states that I can go ahead and try them out before I buy. Then I started to question if these things were used, and how the packaging for each entailed of Bubble Wrap. Then again, he took it out of a large box, but I was kind of concerned on whether or not there was a metal rod in each of them in the first place.

      Started to reconcile that it’s just a dream subconsciously, and thanked the guy. Now, I had to dart out of this place, and then realized that it’s fairly late in the night. I look at my phone, and noticed that it’s 11:02PM at the moment. I realized I probably would have caused moments of consternation for whoever I was supposed to bring the paper bag of groceries to. So, I utilized my phone, and wanted to text them that I’ll be back soon in about 30 minutes or so. First, it started out with “BRT in XX minutes,” but when I rejected this for something else, the moment I was about to send it to them, the phone in waking life sets off the alarm.


      UGHHHH!


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      12.12.2015
      Typing Tags To Recall Previous Dream (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      When the alarm rings for the dream before, I believe I woke up in waking life, or so it seems. I think another alarm rang for the actual time, and the dream itself was just a false awakening.

      I can feel myself feeling tired and groggy, and trying to gain mental fortitude to attempt a WBTB seemed so difficult for me inspite of sleeping very early (around 8-9PM). I'm waving my hands over, and realized that my phone should be located on the floor.

      I somehow have a notepad app that I took the liberty of typing down some quick tags for the previous dream I had with the shop in order to remember some of the content, and expound on it later on. Once I finished, I went back to sleep.

      Dang it.

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      12.12.2015
      At Tennis Courts Without Tennis Attire (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I’m inside of a school facility, and it looks like it could be a High School. There was a class that I was in, but I can’t recall too much of the events other than seeing a Caucasian female about to sit next to me that’s wearing a gray shirt, and a white hoodie on top along with generic skinny, blue jeans.

      Then the bell rings, and I felt a little apprehensive, and figured there had to be one more period to attend. It turns out, based on the professions of an Asian male that looks exactly like an Asian Jon I used to know in real life, there’s only 7 periods, and the rest is up to the person to revel in extracurricular activities.

      I told him how awesome that is, and I wanted to attend tennis practice, even though I didn’t have a racket. I was so caught in the moment that I went to the tennis courts only to see that they’re occupied at the moment. Some are red courts, and others are green courts, and there’s a mixed race of people. I see an elderly man with a dark complexion wearing a white shirt, cap, and maroon colored sports shorts. He’s wearing sunglasses as well with a small silver necklace. I don’t know what he’s doing, but it seems like he could be warming up.

      The other people are just people about my age, or in their early teens rallying with each other. I pass through one of the courts, saw that they were looking at me and waiting before they presumed their rallying, and I felt odd being here at the moment in my current attire. I had plans to buy a racket pretty soon, but didn’t really think about just fabricating one along with a sports attire.

      I’m in pursuit of a racket, clothes, and shoes to go along with it for the rest of the dream.
    2. Father Calling Me, Monk

      by , 06-01-2012 at 05:50 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      06.01.2012
      Father Calling me (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I slept late so yeah, not really good on the recall that night.

      My father is basically calling me over the phone to ask me a question that annoys me, and I scream over him on the phone, then apologized for it, then continued screaming.


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      06.01.2012
      Monk (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was helping Monk, from the show Monk, do something, can't remember.

      Lulz
      Tags: father, phone
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Prof & Google Earth, Speaking to my Half-Sister, Mall Show, Fast Race

      by , 03-08-2012 at 01:52 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      03.08.2012
      Prof & Google Earth, Speaking to my Half-Sister, Mall Show (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Dream 1: Prof & Google Earth

      I believe a professor was giving some lecture on how the maps on Google Earth were interesting. She started to state that a certain part of some random area that looked like the shape of a lizard would be the same shape, even if it rotated.

      Being Lucid and Knowing It!-google-earth.jpg

      Then she started spinning some other piece of land on Google, and it would change some rock formation and set what some floor switches near that area. The switches were designed for High, Medium, and Low.

      She started to mention other random facts of this land, and from that, I think the lecture ends.

      Dream 2: Speaking to my Half-Sister

      I believe my father is in this dream, I'm inside a random vehicle with him, and the book on my lap is apparently that I would buy for my half-sister.

      In this dream, it seems like she's a college professor, and I call her. I wait for a while, and she doing the usual conversation starter with the "Hello?" and everything.

      I tell her something, but I can't remember, but it must have been related to the book I have on my lap that I was going to send to her.

      After a while, even though this phone call was short, I could tell she was either busy with something, or had didn't want to talk to me in the first place and just put up a facade that she was interested in what I was going to tell her (even thought she wasn't).

      After I tell her goodbye, she hangs up at the speed of light, I'm slightly bothered and sad by this, but the dream fades.

      But thinking about it now, I wouldn't be surprised if she were to be like that to me. I have two more half-sisters, but this one is the one I haven't talked to in years. The last interaction I had with her was 4th grade.

      Dream 3: Mall Show

      It seems this mall is also the airing spot for some T.V. show that looks to be males competing in something. What they do to distinguish which people are actors is giving the males some thin and fancy transparent cloth, and people part of the show are actually come up to them and giving it to them.

      Being Lucid and Knowing It!-457340_725e10e82152ffe0e589b4cff5409c93.jpg

      I end up getting these cloths for several competitions, the show was like a male version of the beauty pageant.

      There were the common things to compete for, and the dream ends.

      I know I had more dreams, but they faded away faster than usual for some reason, too "fragmenty"

      EDIT: Remembered one more.

      Dream 4: Fast Race

      I'm having a race with some random DC, and I'm going really really fast. It's basically an A to B race, and we're going back and worth for a while, then when we make the final stretch, for some reason, I wanted to use the Fly Thunder God Jutsu to win the race.

      Suddenly I see Minato in third person view, and he's getting his kunai ready to throw at the wall, but he throws it too late, and the DC managed to get to the wall and win the race.

      Being Lucid and Knowing It!-338100.jpg

      That was weird, I was sure that as soon as the kunai hit the wall, I would be able to teleport in the blink of an eye.

      Updated 03-08-2012 at 02:26 PM by 47756

      Categories
      non-lucid