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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)
      Alarm Prevents Me From Trying Out Some Toys (DILD)


      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 Iím 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 Iím 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. Itís an evening setting, but it really feels like itís 2AM, or something.

      Thereís streetlights around, but theyíre emitting a faded white light, and this misty aura thatís 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 theyíre 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. Heís 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, Iím 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 heís 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 weíre 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 thereís this bright, white light above us. When we reached the apex, I noticed this grandiose area thatís covered in white. Thereís some white tables stacked in rows along with some white metal fold-able chairs that are spaced out about two feet from each other. Thereís all sorts of dream characters, but the ones that I can remember at the moment was this Asian female that looks like sheís in hear early thirties thatís wearing a white dress shirt thatís 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.

      Sheís handing papers to everyone that seems to be in the building, including me. I look at the paper for a moment, and noticed that thereís nothing of sexual connotations whatsoever. It looks more like complicated math formulas, and some scientific context thrown in there for good measure. Iím 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 heís over-playing it, especially when there shouldnít be anything to hide in this dream.

      I couldíve said that this is only a dream, but I couldnít be bothered with opening Pandoraís 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. Sheís of dark complexion, has her black hair tied in a hair bun, and her visage really looks like itís fleshed out with barely any noticeable nuances to it.

      Sheís looking at me, which feels awkward, and she has the demeanor that sheís out for some toys as well, but we just dart our eyes somewhere random in space. I think sheís participating in the pseudo class being set up, when sheís 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 heís 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 itís just a dream subconsciously, and thanked the guy. Now, I had to dart out of this place, and then realized that itís fairly late in the night. I look at my phone, and noticed that itís 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 Iíll be back soon in about 30 minutes or so. First, it started out with ďBRT in XX minutes,Ē 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.



      Typing Tags To Recall Previous Dream (Non-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.


      At Tennis Courts Without Tennis Attire (DILD)


      Iím 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 canít recall too much of the events other than seeing a Caucasian female about to sit next to me thatís 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, thereís 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 didnít have a racket. I was so caught in the moment that I went to the tennis courts only to see that theyíre occupied at the moment. Some are red courts, and others are green courts, and thereís a mixed race of people. I see an elderly man with a dark complexion wearing a white shirt, cap, and maroon colored sports shorts. Heís wearing sunglasses as well with a small silver necklace. I donít know what heís 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 didnít really think about just fabricating one along with a sports attire.

      Iím in pursuit of a racket, clothes, and shoes to go along with it for the rest of the dream.
    2. Forced to Marry My IPC Teacher, I Win A MP4 From A Claw Machine

      by , 05-13-2014 at 01:17 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Forced to Marry My IPC Teacher (DILD)


      The irony of being forced to have chemistry with a Chemistry teacher.

      The starts out in the same room where I had IPC in High School, and since there seemed to be one lighting shining on me, the rest of the room was dark, so I didn't pay too much attention to any finer details.

      I believe I'm wearing a white dress shirt that isn't tucked in along with an open black suit along with a black tie. I have black dress pants and maybe black laceless shoes. I'm sitting on the floor in an awkward manner, with my legs folded in an upside down V position, and my arms titled at a 45 degree angle to stabilize myself.

      I started to become aware, at least through spectating myself in the dream, that I was dreaming. My IPC teacher appears, and seems to be a decent emulation of her in general. She seems to have features, both for her visage and body composition, of another lady at work. She doesn't make the sudden proposal apparent, so I end up being coerced into following her direction, and we're traveling through all sorts of areas.

      After a while, she states something which makes me imply that she wants to marry me, and although it was kind of predictable, the emotions from my end were kind of overwhelming to the point where I probably forgot that I knew she was going to hint it at me. It takes me a few seconds to make a response as the tinging sensations surging through my spine and head augmented, but I agreed to go along with her.

      However, I didn't say "yes" to her indirect response that wasn't even in a form of a question, just "yes" to continue on our escapade I guess. After a while, we stop at an area where there's quite a few dream characters, the most noticeable was an emulation of Reba in a light blue dress suitable for a wedding I believe.


      I Win A MP4 From A Claw Machine (DILD)


      I presumed that today within the dream was my off day from work, but for some reason, I went ahead and wore my work clothes. I noticed the sensations were completely different. It feels as if Iím existing in waking life, but that subtle atmospheric dream quality is there, and it seems prevalent whenever I tried to use my peripheral vision.

      I noticed that I wasnít paying too much on the external environment, but judging from the lighting within the building Iím in, it seems to be a late afternoon. From the gravity, to the usual feelings of being relaxed and prepared to work, this dream really emulated waking life pretty well. As Iím entering the building, I noticed one of the employees standing around some computers and other electronic devices. Sheís of Indian descent, has a short body composition, and the same hairstyle as in waking life.

      Seeing how I implied this was my day off within the dream, I had implications that I wanted to talk to one of the managers, or the admins for certain questions. An image came up of one of them that I talked to frequently, and I was tempted to go up the stairs to see if they were available. Then all of a sudden, I get an urge to play around with the claw machine thatís usually there in waking life, except this time itís by the small hallway where you could take an elevator to head to the lounge and meeting room.

      I didnít really have to put anything of monetary value for this claw machine, and the prizes consisted of MP4 players, similar to the one in waking life. The machine itself was quite complicated at first, especially since the main lever you control had all sorts of buttons. I try to go slow to gradually see what does what, and saw that I failed on my first try, but it seems I didnít have to worry about putting in money for another go.

      The lever itself has a black coating around its light gray color, and the coating was probably conformed for hands, and thereís one small blue button just a few inches below along with maybe two light gray buttons. Then thereís a switch that you could push up or down, kind of like a light switch on the lever as well. I presumed this was to move the claw up and down, and was right in my presumption.
      I look at the black MP4 player, and fixated on getting it since it seemed to be the only color where the red-pink cloth material for the base where the MP4s rested on wouldnít distort my vision. Though this is merely post-analysis of what I would choose out of unconscious preference.

      I fiddle around with the claw, and I finally got it to grab the mp4 player that doesnít seem to be protected by a case should the clawís grip pose a problem in damaging the screen. Fortunately, the claw held onto it just fine without crushing anything, and now Iím focused on moving it slowly without the MP4 wiggling out of the clawís grip.

      I had moments where it was close to coming out of the claw, and when I had it near the hole that would slide down for retrieval, it almost landed back on the surface it previously rested on. I finally get the prize, and I grab the MP4 player, and then proceeded to figure out what to do next in this building.

      I noticed a dream character that looks like one of the managers or admins is coming in my direction. Letís call her Liza, seeing how I had a small talk with her on how to pronounce her name later on in the dream. Liza has a name tag where itís just Liz, and sheís wearing a blue cardigan of some sort with a white dress shirt buttoned up underneath it along with wearing khaki pants and sneakers with a white base near the toe region.

      Sheís holding a clipboard with some paper on it, and sheís questioning how I seemed to have won the MP4. She expounds that the machine previously could never work at all, and she was wondering if I somehow hacked the machine. I quickly responded ďNo,Ē and wanted to give a follow-up that the machine just happened to work when I used it. Then she tried to come up with another probability of it suddenly working because I used ďit.Ē

      By ďit,Ē I guess she was referring to inputting my worker id for this building, and she ends up declaring this probability to me as well. Sheís writing some stuff down on the clipboard, and Iím concerned if she could be writing a report on me, or at least writing how the machine works for further reference to the other managers. It didnít seem like she needed my undivided attention anymore, but I still wanted to stick around her for a bit just in case something else came up in her mind.

      I saw that what she was writing down were a bunch of long-tailed numbers, which prompted me to feel that thereís really no point in engaging with this dream character emulation of Liza. Liza is about to leave, and I believe I was asking her how she states her name.

      I asked, ďLisssssa? Liz?Ē

      She responds, ďLeeeeezahĒ

      I tried to pronounce this, and it shouldíve been easy to declare back to her, but Iím having minor trouble here. So we ended up using trailing voices for her name for a while until I finally got the ďzĒ down. I finally was able to say her name with a slight indication of a Hispanic accent integrated with that.

      After stating her name right, she proceeds to go through the hallway just like in waking life, except this time there seems to be a pathway to the right where one could continue to instead of being closed off in general.

    3. Getting a Haircut & Turned into Spongebob, I Challenge You to a Game of Ping-Pong!

      by , 04-27-2014 at 12:52 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Getting a Haircut & Turned into Spongebob When I Did (DILD)


      >Went for a Haircut
      >Waited by sitting on a small black sofa
      >When my turn comes, someone motions their finger to me, I somehow turn into Spongebob.
      >I get a kind of haircut that seems like theyíre trying to split my spongy body
      >Spongebob form still looks the same


      I Challenge You to a Game of Ping-Pong!....After We Clean This Table (DILD)


      I love how I wanted to play ping-pong instead of trying to extract some information from my mind for something to apply to waking life. But nope, spent the whole dream trying to clean a table to play ping-pong, only for someone to intervene and stop the whole endeavor.

      I believe Iím wearing a yellow sweater with black horizontal stripes that were probably 2-3 inches tall, and probably had a white dress shirt underneath the sweater since there was a white collar popping out and folded around my neck. Iím also wearing basic blue jeans, and probably brown lace-less shoes as well.

      Iím inside a classroom, and it seems thereís going to be quite some time before class starts, and Iím sitting down by a large rectangular desk that seems to be formatted like a mini Ping-Pong table, but there was a few items that cluttered the area. I challenged someone to play Ping-Pong, and I believe he looked like a classmate I had for Geography Pre-AP/K-level in High School; letís nickname him ďS.Ē
      ďSĒ accepts the challenge, but we have to clean the table first. Iím frantically trying to remove anything on the table, even if itís just thrown to the floor. From black backpacks to binders and other small items, we managed to clear the table. Then the next thing was to find some paddles and a few Ping-Pong balls, and as Iím turning to the right side of whatís behind me, I find some paddles and a few Ping-Pong balls near me. I think the balls were levitating, conveniently within my reach, and the same probably goes for the paddles as well.

      I never bothered to question the logic of how they just somehow magically appeared, I just had an insane urge to play Ping-Pong. Unfortunately, just as I was about to initiate a game, it seems an individual that looks like a teacher for the class intervenes, and we immediately stopped what we were doing.

    4. Persuading a God while He Tries to Kill Me, Balloon Giraffe, Green Squares of Death

      by , 03-31-2014 at 05:41 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Persuading a God while He Tries to Kill Me, Balloon Giraffe, Green Squares of Death (DILD)


      Iím inside of an educational facility, and apparently, thereís a news station crew that broadcast that itís dangerous to try and enter a certain room because criminals are inside of it. I had the intention of going into the office way before this announcement, but now, whatever plans I had were delayed.

      The ďcriminalsĒ come out, and thereís an outbreak. People are screaming, panicking, and running for their lives. I canít really see the criminals that well, because everything felt like a rushed blur, but the dream shifts to where I eventually get outside.

      Thereís a balloon giraffe thatís probably 300-500 in the air, and as for the actual height, at least 50 feet or so.

      It apparently has the ability to summon large light green squares, and can mentally break them apart into smaller cubes, and theyíre all being directed to me. This ends up being a dream where I just run for my life, trying to use whatever I can in the environment while gradually developing an escape plan, other than to wake up.

      I can feel my back tingling constantly in this dream, and even though it gets annoying, along with the head pressures, it helps a lot with avoiding the green cubes. I already know Iím at a major disadvantage since the floating giraffe can move about anywhere, and can get a quick aerial view of where I could be at. I couldnít cover large distances, so my general tactic was to hide in buildings while peeking to see if the giraffe is off looking at me in the other direction.

      But it seems that as long as the giraffe can locate me, the green squaresí composition can be manipulated to fit into the tightest corners, and then swoop in to try and inflict damage to me. Speaking for damage, Iím pretty sure I was attacked several times, but I didnít really feel any pain.

      The adrenaline, and other surging tendencies prevented me from noticing this. Maybe I knew it wouldnít be something as dangerous, but itís hard to know if I would be aware of that in the circumstance I was in. The giraffeís composition was nagging, and this made me realize why this giraffe may exist within the dream.

      I felt as if I was having to deal with a projection of how I conceptualized someoneís over-inflated ego. And because the visage of the giraffe was stationary, correlating its attacks at me, while it portrays no emotion whatsoever, since itís a balloon, makes things pretty intimidating.

      I speculated on whether or not the same individual I engaged in discussion with in waking life was either a Sociopath to remain calm, and yet still be so aggressive at the same time without even knowing that theyíre being so in the first place. Building after building, and crashing into so many random items and resources, I finally get some breathing time.

      I took that time to speculate why I havenít woken up as yet, especially when all the rushed surging of adrenaline was so overwhelming. I guess what helped sustained me within this dream was that I was fluctuating between going into a dream body, and then just viewing what was happening if things were too overwhelming. Itís hard to describe, itís almost as if I wanted to see how this dream would turn out, despite of its nonsensical nature.

      After a while, it seems the giraffe isnít going to win this hunt, so it decides to turn into what seems to be a godly entity. And I swear he looks exactly like the Advice God meme:

      He has a built chest, and is wearing white robes that seem to move around like smoke. He continues to use the green squares, keeping his distance away from me. I continue to play this game of chase and run, realizing that heís obviously not here to kill me, but rather to intimidate me, and wanting me to respond to his random queries.

      But then again, I donít think it wouldíve been wise to stop someone that turns into a giraffe to hunt you down in the first place. Iím now in a building, and I reach the top floor, and it almost feels as if itís some kind of public school in New York, or some kind of area where thereís mostly dull colored buildings.

      The flooring consists of a checkered tiling with dark gold and dark brown, and thereís all sorts of papers and fliers. The entity starts creating winds to swoosh into the area, and now heís augmented his size so much that I can see his whole eye extend probably up to 20 feet just from me looking at the window. He asks me at some point,

      ďWhy donít you believe?Ē

      I get confused, trying to strip away the obvious reasons why he would ask me this. After this, I believe I woke up at some point. After going back to sleep, Iím now in a building, except it seems like a mix of a laboratory, and a disco dance floor, exceptt with white tile flooring and walls, and no disco ball. Thereís an entity wearing a fancy suit, and had a body composition similar to what you would see in Team Fortress 2ís Spy (never played the game by the way).

      Except his suit is black, and he just has an expression, despite wearing a mask, that makes me feel really bad for this guy. I donít know what it is in particular, but something irks me about him.

      I think I was going to declare generalizations on nihilism to him. But what would be the point of telling a spy that his objectives have no inherent meaning?

      Get it? Get it? Geeeeeet it? Okay, enough cracking existential nihilism jokes.

      After avoiding conversation with the guy, it seems Iím headed for an elevator nearby, and itís really an open elevator where you can see some of the gears and metal bindings. OH, there was another dream shift before this I think where I'm Roxas, and I'm trying to run away from the giraffe, or the godly entity, can't remember who.

      After that, I canít remember what happens next.
    5. Random Gunfire Kills Children, Mile in 4:30, Messy Apartment, Relative Catches Me Late at Night

      by , 12-11-2013 at 08:16 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Random Gun Fire Kills Children in Sporadic Intervals (DILD)


      When I became lucid, itís in a dream setting similar to a school cafeteria. It's completely different from the pre-existing models my mind usually utilizes. The flooring has the basic bland light gray colored tiling with black tar/rubbery-like substances between the creases.

      It's either morning or early afternoon, and there's a lot of individuals in their own groups. Two distinct groups where the ones that seemed to be Hispanic. For some weird reason, I had some predisposition into thinking they could be two gangs that have turmoil between each other.

      It seemed pretty normal in the sense of a school having individuals desperately trying to find an identity for themselves through gregarious activities with peers to have some illusory perception that there could actually be sustainable bonding. And I happened to be in the middle passively acknowledging their existence.

      I hear abrupt and short bursts of gun fire to the left, and I immediately turn in that direction to see the group to the left of me panicking and crowding around someone that may have been shot. Naturally, I get up to see what actually happened.

      There's a man who seems to be close to descending into a crying fit as he's holding a dead child in his arms. I can't really describe the details of how the dead child look because it was too disgusting to even contemplate on it.

      There's blood streaming through the child's face in several directions, almost as if there's some kind of radial streak originating somewhere along their chest. The group seems to be in a longer state of shock, and I didn't pay attention to what was going on with the group to the right of me.

      For some reason I wanted to confirm that this actually just happened, that a child just randomly dies due to gun fire that was very difficult to confirm where the origin was. Seeing how there were walls surrounding the building, the only presumption that can be made is that the bullets can somehow pass through walls and people and solidify until it meets whatever target the shooter wants.

      After looking at the child and the man who seems to be at his nadir, I presumed he was either the father, or some kind of relative to the child. Then I noticed most individuals here seems to be around my age or even older, and it felt weird with them existing in a school that would seem to be formatted for Middle School and High School.

      I don't know where I'm headed, but I just wanted to get out immediately because of my current attachment to the high state of paranoia of who would be next.

      This next environment seems to be an expanded version of the previous one, and the next attack seemed to have been initiated diagonally to the right. I'm sitting with a dream character that was a counterpart of the waking life individual I talked with in High School mostly though lunch period.

      Although his existence didn't really seem to matter much, though for the sake of just getting some descriptions down:

      • He was wearing a bland gray shirt, dark blue jeans, and his usual messy hairstyle

      • His body composition emulated gestures that seemed as if bad was going to happen, though I'm not sure why I'm led to believe this

      Most of my attention was on the right section of the dream environment, and I seemed to have some restriction to turn to the left. Maybe it's because I felt something bad would happen in the direction I'm paying attention to the most, or it's something else entirely that I wasn't aware of.

      Then more gun fire comes in randomly, and everyone starts screaming. I get up immediately, and the person to the right of me gets up and seems to be shifting his head left and right frantically trying to find where the shot came from.

      Turns out it's another child that died, though I didn't bother to take that into consideration seeing how I ended up bringing out the neurotic state again. Since the attack came from afar, I didn't bother paying attention into looking at the child.

      Because at the point, if I came in to see what would happen, I would be questioning why I would want to make the attempt to go there and confirm whatever visualizations would show up of the late child's body. And like the previous event, I get out like everyone else eventually did.


      Running a Mile in 4:30 (DILD)


      Guess DILDs are my frequent means of reaching lucidity. That's glad to know considering how haven't done any WBTB lately, and the fact that I was sleeping late and waking up fairly late as well.

      The environment looks exactly like the middle school I used to go to, except there some weird atmospheric overlay of brown, orange, and other warm colors. It seemed it was close to night time, but the sunset managed to sustain its existence for a pretty long time.

      The conditions of the dream with the environment, and where I was placed with other dream characters and other factors such led me to believe there was going to be a mile run. I can't recall when the coach blew the whistle, but I proceeded to run at the same time everyone did.

      I seemed to have realized my legs wouldn't tire out, though I seemed to have been experiencing psychosomatic processes where I felt like I was tired after running fast from the start. The dream shifts to where now I have to go around a huge ring where there was a large field of grass in the middle.

      However, it wasn't necessary to go around this circle. All I needed to do was get to the middle, and then turn around and dash all the way back to the start, and then turn to the right to the next new outer ring. I was stumbling a bit in my movements, but then a random image somehow gave me a jolt of energy.

      Out of all the imagery that could show up to emit some kind of emotional response, Shanks from One Piece shows up and fades away. It was a younger version of him smiling while wearing a straw hat, at least younger than the current version that looks like he's in his late 30s or something.

      Either that was some weird reference on how Luffy has a long-term goal of eventually meeting Shanks when he becomes more powerful, or just a random image altogether.

      Anyway, deus ex machina kicks in and I'm running very fast. So fast that I'm already close to finishing the mile run and I'm already by the large gates that I have to go outside the edges. I then get the urge to propel myself to run even faster and finally reached the end.

      The coach looks like exactly like the waking life counterpart that seemed to be in his late twenties. He was wearing a dark blue polo shirt along with dark gray sports shorts. He checked his stopwatch and stated that I finished the mile in 4 minutes and 30 seconds.

      Clearly something I never was able to do during middle school or even in my current state.

      The dream shifts to where I'm heading somewhere holding a cellphone and calling someone. I don't know who it was, but based on how I felt and communicated with them, it was someone really close. Though that's pretty vague seeing how it could be anyone really. I told them how I managed to finish a mile in 4:30, and by that time it was night time.


      Messy Apartment and the Realism Distracts Me From Dream Logic (DILD)


      I'm in an apartment that resembles the one when I was in College Station, and it seems my father was on his way over there. I didn't know how much time I actually had, but with the situation I'm in now in the dream, my apartment was a horrible mess.

      Everything here felt so real to the point where I really started to get distracted. I tried formulating ways to clean up this mess before actually doing so, but I barely got anything done. Then the dream shifts to where I meet an individual in waking life that I'll just abbreviate as Jas.

      Jas seemed to be close to this area for some reason in order for me to interact with him so easily. He looked exactly like his waking life counterpart, probably to near perfection. His expression and his fairly passive demeanor to twist his words a bit to make himself look better seems to be there, but that could just be my conceptual schemes playing out within this dream.

      He seemed more casual, and even friendlier than he is in waking life. It was almost as if I was a very close friend of his within this dream. I was getting something out of a Jeep Blazer vehicle, and I seemed to ignore the fact that I owned a vehicle for once as well.

      Jas was stating something, and I interrupted him with a joke since how what he was saying was going to end up awkward and weird. I forgot what I actually took out, but I went back to the apartment only to go back to square one on what to do with the messy apartment.

      Sometimes I wonder if it was an error in perception on the apartment being messy, and instead it I was probably confused on how there were so many objects in front of me that were most likely organized in a weird fashion.


      Relative Catches Me Late at Night (DILD)


      I'm just going to be lazy and give a brief overview of what happened:

      • It's night time in the dream
      • I wanted to get out of the house that I was in for reasons I can't recall
      • My relative wanted to get out, but he wasn't aware that I was outside for a few seconds
      • I ended up walking into his direction, and he's surprised on how I was able to get out
      • I go back into the house
    6. Eva Talks About Thought-Forms, [DILD] Missed The School Bus, Military Base Stuff

      by , 08-07-2013 at 05:16 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Eva Talks About Thought-Forms and Stuff (Non-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.


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


      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.


      Military Base Stuff (Non-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.
    7. Ada killing Dopplegangers and Me Dancing To Kill?

      by , 08-02-2013 at 06:27 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Ada killing Dopplegangers and Me Dancing To Kill? (Non-lucid)


      Last night I did about 90 minutes of training myself to let unconscious thoughts come in faster without giving much conscious judgment in them, and even though it's my first attempt, it's helping me SO MUCH with dream recall lately. It's actually fun doing those sessions as well because of how my unconscious mind can gather all of these random events and make something out of them.

      The reason why I'm doing that kind of exercise is so that when I wake up to attempt to recall my dreams, I gain more confidence that I will be able to synch in with those unconscious thoughts we get when recalling our dreams, where we don't question what's going on, and all we're doing is just letting those thoughts come out.

      I put this dream off for about 2 days, and can still remember a decent portion of it as well.

      So I'm walking through a school hall, and noticed how a bit blurry the environment is, with small patches of refined detail here and thread, almost as if something bad is going to happen. And as I'm shifting left and right in this perception in the dream, I noticed that the crowd in the hallway is getting a little bit bigger than it should be.

      I'm on the left side, and people are coming through me in the opposite direction that I'm facing. I noticed there's this fairly large entity that looks very abnormal compared to the rest of dream characters here.

      He's like the picture from above, except most of his body is white with a small hint of pink within it, and his face seems to look human as well, and seems to have a dark blonde hair-style similar to Albert Wesker's. The environment surrounding us consists of turquoise and shades of blue.

      The tile floors below us consist mostly of white and blue blocks, and there's a bit of a worn-out look on the floor, most likely because of the dust and dirt from the constant flow of people coming in and out of the school building.

      To the left of me, about 3 feet in front of me, is a random classroom door, and the mutant creature is standing perpendicular to me as I'm parallel to the wall to the left of me. He slowly turns his head and looks down at me, and for a few seconds, I was in fear of what he'll do to me, but he just ends up smiling at me and turning back to look at the classroom door.

      Eventually, the door opens, and we both go into an environment a lot brighter compared to the previous area. It has this milky and glowing aura type of atmosphere with specs of circular lights floating about. There's streams of curvy vanilla lines flowing through, and it feels kind of weird being in an environment that would induce positive feelings due to its nature.

      So, I noticed that my perspective is changing, and I'm not aware of my dream body as much, and it feels like I'm watching a randomly generated video clip of Ada talking with one of her dopplegangers. Not Carla from RE6, but just an exact copy of her, only that this doppleganger is a little bit more muscular and has a bit more meat to her.

      Ada is wearing the costume she had from RE2, like the picture below:

      Seems Ada is irritated with this doppleganger, and I can't recall the exact conversation they had. All I know is that Ada eventually took a silver tableware knife and stabs the doppleganger in her ear. The doppleganger is still alive, and is slowly walking down some stairs, and I noticed the dream scene shifts completely from being bright to being a little darker.

      The stairs are dark green with a few streaks of yellow, and the handrail is black and has a very thin metal frame as well. It seems she's going through the type of stair format where it looks like it's forming squares if you were to look down below from a high elevation, like spiraling down into what seems like a bottomless pit.

      The doppleganger is using her right arm to hold onto her left elbow, as if she's injured from other areas of her body. I can't remember what happens next, but there's a dream shift where I'm back to the bright area I mentioned before.

      For some reason, I have to dance with some random dream character that looks kind of like Mr. Bean, except he has light brown hair and has a softer visage. I have to pretend I'm dancing to some music with this guy so that Ada can kill him.

      I don't know why, I just went with the flow and tried to do my best to give the signal to Ada without the dream character trying to turn back and possibly find out about her plan to eliminate him. I gave Ada some eye gestures for quite some time, and I'm wondering if this dream character is just either really passive about body language, or he's just doesn't have enough sentience and sapience to know what we're up to.

      I can't recall what's going to happen next after that. It just ends up being me trying to give her signs to kill him off while I look like an idiot trying to dance where there's nobody around but me and two people.

    8. Ada Calls in Several Osprey Gunners and Shoots Luis Sera & Trying to Finish an Assignment

      by , 07-12-2013 at 05:35 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Ada Calls in Several Osprey Gunners and Shoots Luis Sera [DILD] (DILD)


      Okay, think I might get back into interpreting dreams a bit more, even though ultimately, asking the subconscious/unconscious directly would be more accurate. Either way, the point of this dream is that with the dream meanings with helicopters, sniper rifles, and aiming down a target with accuracy leads to an implication that I'm reaching some kind of higher level of thinking of something that was bothering me all this time with dream characters/thought-forms/figments of my imagination.

      Throughout the dream, I was a spectator, kind of like watching a screen of a dream character in a video game go through an area and such, except without the heads-up-display and what have you. Ada, specifically the version of her in Resident Evil 6, is going about infiltrating a base, but it seems like it was a floating base of some kind, because I can slightly feel the vibrations in the regions of her feet.

      There seems to be no one inside this base except her and me spectating her, so she's just moving about in a slightly dark aware with a few specks of lights here and there. There were black metal crates with silver linings on the sides and corners that were maybe 3-4 inches in width. It almost felt as if I was in a huge helicopter or even a Osprey gunner (in call of duty).

      The reason why that's the closest thing in my mind right now is because it was extremely spacious, and with the creates and objects surrounding Ada, it felt as if she was actually preparing an assault towards an area or even a person. So maybe she was just strolling around for the time being just to kill "dream time," I guess, if that makes any sense.

      I know what I said doesn't feel right, but I just meant that as in where we go on a journey in its entirety rather than actually teleporting to our destination.

      Anyway, I start feeling at ease being inside this Osprey gunner, but at the same time, because I'm wondering where in the world Ada is doing at such a high altitude, I felt that she had to be grounded somewhere, to at least take things a better pace rather than inside a Osprey gunner-esque.

      The reason for that is while something like this, being in a helicopter or some flying object that's huge, it can give us a sense of protection, but it also means we might have to ground ourselves so we don't go too quickly in our lives to where it ends up being a one step forward, two steps back experience.

      The dream shifts to where Ada seems to be on a ground surface, and we're both hearing the humming of helicopters and the Osprey gunner-esque flying vehicles roaring in the background. It wasn't loud to the point that it was distracting, just enough to where anyone can hear it with along with the vibrations from the sound waves.

      At this point, I could describe the dream environment, but honestly, everything is too dark and tedious to really get a good description of. They were merely objects that filled the environment, and paying particular attention to them didn't really matter. Ada finds a window, she gets her right leg and kicks it I believe (or probably just uses the sniper rifle to destroy it completely), and she gets out of the dark area by putting her hand at the bottom edge of the window and doing a side twist with her lower body region to the other side.

      She's now in an environment where the overall color is brown, the surface below her has a mix of brown soil and maybe dead brown grass, just like the image below:

      The region she's on now, it's like a mini-cliff that spans about maybe 10-12 feet in width, and if she stepped any further, it would be a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG fall to the bottom. So just imagine the environment beyond that mini-cliff as mixes of gray, red, and other colors that were blurry because there wasn't much focus for them.

      She encounters a man to the right of her that looks a lot like Luis Sera from Resident Evil 4, and it seems she's aware that he would be there initially.

      Spoiler for big image:

      He's wearing a darker outfit, probably just a black jacket over his current costume that's similar to the image above. Just being around him made me feel he had something up his sleeve, and even though Ada seemed to be confident that he was perfectly fine, something was not right.

      I started getting these tingling sensations on the sides of my stomach, dream body or waking life, they started to get stronger and stronger
      (and there wasn't anything in waking life that contributed to that).

      I'm not so sure if Ada picked this up initially, and based on what will happen next, it's safe to presume she did know, but she was just pretending to be casual towards the Luis Sera look-alike. She quickly flirts with him, but they were laconic to where it didn't really add substance to the conversation. There was something that made Ada immediately use her Sniper rifle and aims it towards Luis Sera.

      She shoots him with high accuracy, and the moment she shoots him, he's pushed off the mini-cliff, but somehow, he's still alive, only with his face removed and his skull showing and I think it was covered in flames as well. He's just standing there levitating, and it feels like this guy is going to be difficult to take down.


      Ada had several Osprey Gunner-esque flying vehicles floating above her, and they all aimed and Luis Sera......and he's dead, or at least disappeared immediately the moment the flying vehicles came. One Osprey Gunner is a shitty mess together to take down in call of duty unless you have a lock-on missile launcher, but 5-7 of them? Nothing, at least a singular entity in the dream, could stand up against that, unless they were invincible. But that didn't seem to be the case, thankfully.

      After the Luis Sera dream character disappears, Ada gets her grapple gun, aims it at one of the Osprey Gunner, and finally gets into it. Like the scenario in the link below, except she gets into the Osprey Gunner like flying vehicle and is wearing her RE6 outfit

      From there, I can't remember what happens next, but the next dream that probably came after it, adds on to the dream meaning.

      Okay, so in a nutshell, with the Luis Sera only having a skull after being shot, with how skull is interpreted in dreams, it means a sense of danger, and also repressed feelings and all that combined with feeling that we're at a dead end situation. So as Ada was talking with the person, when she shot him with the sniper rifle, which obviously means higher accuracy and tackling a problem with accuracy, either means:

      - I'm getting over an aspect of myself that gave me negative vibes of concepts of life or just me in general

      - Ada is probably killing those repressed feelings behind the dream character Luis Sera that only had a skull and body instead of a face for some other reason

      - Ada finally found something I needed to get rid of, and with her being on the ground, she's working at her own pace rather than being on top of a helicopter, and being inside or on top of a helicopter generally means one should take things at a slower and practical pace. Because she called in those huge helicopters, it gives a sense of security and stability in being able to control one's life and have a higher level of thinking over something that's bothering them. They found a way to justify the mechanics of what they wanted to solve initially, and now that it's taken care of, Ada going back to the helicopter means she's going back to moving at a quicker pace, but also is able to go back and forth through land and air with ease.

      And the important item here is the Grappling Gun, the item that acts as a conduit in her being able to move up and down and about anywhere with ease. Because of this, it can often lead her to going into too many places at once, but with practice and experience, she uses the grappling gun only when it's necessary.

      Because the same grappling gun can be spammed to death in the dream to get out of the situation like the skull dream character, but instead, she eliminates the part of myself that was insecure, seals the deal, and grapple hooks her way back to the helicopter, waiting there and doing whatever until there's another problem that comes up that I need justification or a way to solve.

      Because of that, because there were several Osprey Gunner like flying vehicles, it most likely reflects on how I conceptualized the unconditional love and security the mind can give a person, if they know how to accept it being a double edged sword (and by that, I mean that despite of the unconditional love, it can be your worse enemy, because when you have nightmares, the more you reject them, the more apparent they'll come unless you take some measures to end it, or it becomes repressed and comes back later on in your life).

      So with that, it could mean many other things, but I have a decent understanding of the dream. Maybe it was just an example of how a dead end situation (with the mini-cliff) was just for experimenting and amusement, but not necessarily having an underlying meaning.

      However, because of her being on the cliff, it can symbolize there's a life-altering decision where I can't hold on to the beliefs I had before. And with the dream I had of Ada previously in the link below:

      I realized that Ada seemed to just jump off the edge of the castle walk-way in that same dream in the link above. And usually, if you jump off a cliff, it can symbolize there's forced change that I wasn't ready to be prepared for for that dream.

      So with this dream I just now, I am able to climb over that difficulty, because I now accepted a cold and hard truth towards a concept I'm trying to understand more on a higher level. And because Ada has those attack flying vehicles by her side at her command, I am now at a higher level of thinking towards the concept I had difficult sugar-coating. The sugar-coating itself is now eliminated because I know the truth, and I can come to terms with that truth.

      I can now use those helicopters, and Ada can use the grappling hook to connect herself to land and air with ease, that she's able to balance between being too ambitious while on the helicopter (going at a fast pace), and going back to the ground surface to take things slow.

      It reflects that despite of the situations where I feel there's a dead-end, I will have to start looking into myself more to make life-altering decisions in order to climb over that dead-end, and continue being someone that wants to progressively learn through self-improvement.

      And I know what those set of situations are, because of the dream I have next with school and classrooms, it basically means I'm in the process of getting used to the life-altering decision that I was going over in my mind recently.


      Trying to Finish an Assignment and Going to Class (Non-lucid)


      Basically, I signed myself up for a random class that seems to not make any sense in whatever I was aiming for in the dream. I think it was a flight simulation class (kind of funny that occurs after the helicopter thing in the previous lucid dream).

      Anyway, I was sitting in a random room of what seems to be a university of some sort, and as I'm typing things on the computer, I get this feeling of being rushed, that I need to take care of the assignment now. I'm not so sure if I was procrastinating and had to rush through, but whatever it is, I'm too anxious to get things done in this random assignment.

      I look at the paper, which didn't make sense in terms of the syntax and wording, and I look back at the computer once more. There's a clock on a wall to the left of me, and I look at it, and it seems that 5PM is the time I have to get things done and head to my next class. The assumption with that came about when each tick made me want to rush more, and I decided that because I couldn't finish everything, I might as well accept what I did now and head to class.

      I quickly head to class, and surprisingly, no one is there, I'm actually early too. I didn't enter the class as yet, and I just happened to find a girl coming out of the room I was planning to go into. She starts giggling, and I ask her what's so funny, and she states the teacher is busy watching porn on his Media device player.


      I wanted to see if she was lying, but she's right, this guy is going through porn pictures of naked women, one that looks Hispanic (maybe Brazilian if I want to be more specific). He doesn't seem to care who's entering the room, he's just casually getting his libido filled up with the porn, and after that,
      I can't recall what's happening next.

      But the dream meaning was apparent like the lucid dream before it. There's something I'm trying to learn (and the teacher is just a distraction). The girl giggling and laughing probably means I need to let go of some things and not build so much pressure on myself, kind of like what I did when I tried to finish an assignment in a dream before it reached 5PM.

      So yeah. That's all I remember, and honestly, two dreams recalled is more than enough for me seeing how their themes were apparent.
    9. Surviving Flooding Ship, Spanish Teacher, 4-Lettered Password (SDE Pt2. Day: 11)

      by , 10-16-2012 at 02:44 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Surviving Flooding Ship (Non-lucid)


      If I took the initiative to immediately type this down when I woke up, there would be more recall on this...Anyway...

      I'm on a ship, and it seems to be a cruise ship, and at a minimum assumption, maybe a Navy ship. But it couldn't have been the latter, considering the havoc that would come later on in the dream. The deck has a shiny wooden floor surface on it, at least for the area I'm in at the given time.

      I seem to be having a conversation with someone, and I think this person ended up having a machine gun magically appearing, and then lifts it up and warns everyone to run while they can. I'm like 1 feet next to this guy I though was innocent, so I dashed the hell out of there.

      I had to first go through the watertight door you see in ships and submarines that was half-way opened, and from there, the dream shifts where I'm at the control center for guiding the ship in certain directions.

      I turn my back to the door I went through just now, and the whole thing is flooded.

      EVERYTHING below is flooded, there's only a few people in this control room, me, and just 2 females I believe. Holy shit. We're the only survivors in this area!

      My gut feeling is telling me that a few people probably did extreme measures of surviving the big flood from the ship, and this assumption is sparked when one of the random DC females gave me a paper the size of an index card. The card had a Milky Light Pink color, and it was fairly rough and durable, seeing how it doesn't bend easily.

      On the same card, are values of something, and I don't know what it means at all. I believe the numbers that are stacked on each other is some kind of code for people who survived. I remember looking at one value, where there's one 2 on top, and another 2 on the bottom.

      For some reason, when I looked at that, it triggered a memory of my half-sister in waking life, and I presumed that she was on this ship, and managed to survive, even though I was very doubtful anyone could've made it through this fast-flooding ship.

      It felt weird that the control room is perfectly safe, even when the whole place is tilted diagonally to the left
      (your perspective of looking at this screen to the left of course).

      I'm relieved that she's alright, along with other values that represent other people that I can't remember.

      I believe I had another dream reset where I experienced meeting the few people on the ship again.

      Wow.....obvious dream meaning there, but not going to consid-------- okay, I better make an analysis, it wouldn't hurt.

      Okay, Ship = a belief

      Water = Overall consciousness

      Sinking Ship = Let go of Conviction/unshakeable belief I have so I don't drown with it, and become one with my consciousness

      Me surviving the flooding ship that's still floating at the top = Me at the apex of eradicating this old belief, and since I'm in the control room, I have control on how I want to set a new direction in life.

      Okay. That's enough to make a tear come out to any overly emotional person, but the problem is, just what the hell is/are my belief/beliefs that I need to sink away and get away from?

      The only things I can think of are:

      -Fear of failing college

      -Not getting a job sometime after graduation

      -Being somewhat of a nihilistic in terms of everyone's beliefs and preconceptions, but not really advocating the ideal of eradication of a social system....so I'm a "sorta Nihilistic" or "Hipster Nihilistic" or just a "Complains about human race...WAH!"

      I'm thinking the dream has to do with this Math exam I have today, but I doubt I would be dramatic over one exam....then again, I still surprise myself every day...
      Meeting my High School Spanish Teacher (Non-lucid)


      This dream probably goes along with the dream I had previously, so I'll just mesh the two together.

      I'm inside of a classroom, and I'm memorizing important concepts to do well in this oral presentation. As I'm looking at the teacher, who looks a lot like my Middle School English teacher at some point. Oh, and her name is Ms. Bloom in waking life (Don't think she'll find this Dj entry in the first place anyway).

      After a while, when one person gets up and talks, I'm informed by someone sitting to the right of me, I think, who says that memorizing the concepts is not enough, since you have to derive those mechanics into forming an oral presentation on a book we had to read.

      I started to panic a little, but I calmed down, and on my lap, there's an essay that seems to be mine. This same essay would be a life saver, because based on my emotions at that given time, I felt relieved. So I presume that I utilized this essay I written out to give the oral presentation, and how well I did is left for speculation.

      The dream shifts to where I have to move around in a lot of rooms. I enter one room, and I see Ms. Bloom, and she's in the middle of lecturing students. While you're looking at this screen of course, the teacher formats the class seating where the students would be sitting and facing parallel to my lateral vision.

      Ms. Bloom would also be parallel to my lateral vision as well, and she's wearing a fancy Black Laced tank top or some sort, along with a Black dress skirt that would conform to her curves and literally "hug" her thighs" where they become an enticing part of her body to look at. She has one leg over the other, and I realize I'm interrupting her.

      So I put my lips inside my mouth, and quickly tip-toed so the other students wouldn't turn back to see who it was. I had a feeling Ms. Bloom saw me, but she just used her peripheral vision most likely and just went out to give a fluent lecture discussion. The walls in this room were Khaki colored, and the flooring had a dark turquoise carpet layer with random shades of blue intertwined.

      To the left, despite me not paying any focus on it, but with just my peripheral vision, I could tell that it was mostly dark, as if the students were looking at the school stage that's also contained near the Commons/Cafeteria.

      I open the door to the right of me, and now I'm shifted to a different area. It seems I'm at an office base in the school. It's set up where there's different subjects in white font surrounded by a rectangular green sign. The basic subjects were there: Math, Science, English, etc.

      I look up at the "Spanish" sign, and I then turned to the right to find that I'm looking at the back of a person talking to someone. The back of her head starts getting familiar, and I slowly walk towards the direction of this person.

      It can't be.....it's my Spanish 3 Pre-AP/K-level teacher Ms. Hasan!!!!! At least a projection of her.

      Ms. Hasan was an AMAZING spanish teacher, I managed to get an A in that class thanks to her extreme kindness in making things easy for us. Because honestly, taking a 3 year Foreign Language course wasn't necessary, I just needed two years.

      She's wearing a black shirt, blue jeans, and has a red rubber-band like necklace starand that's attached to her School I.D. She seems to be holding a white styrofoam cup with something inside, probably coffee. She turns around, sees me, and smiles and says,

      "Heeyyyy Brandon!!!!"

      She hugs me, and I hug her. I think we started having small conversations that would lead to bigger ones, but I forget what happens next.
      4-Lettered Password? (Non-lucid)


      Okay, this dream...not sure if my mind is teasing me, or giving me a hint here.

      I'm inside my apartment, and there's this girl who looks like Emily that I used to know in World History class in High School. I set up a fairly long password on a laptop in the living room of the dream apartment similar to waking life. Then Emily has a 4 lettered password, where the first character on the screen is some other weird letter that I can't guess.

      I don't know what's going on in the dream, I just know I feel confused and somewhat irritated that she would just have a 4, or even 5-lettered password.

      Oh, and there's one short dream where I compliment someone I know in waking life by the name of Aaron on how well he making his own room with some silver marble coated material.

      Updated 10-16-2012 at 02:50 PM by 47756

    10. Yellow Paper Quiz, Lunch, Athletics, Ada Wong: Assignment Ada Stage Replica

      by , 08-12-2012 at 07:52 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Yellow Paper Quiz, Lunch, Athletics (Non-lucid)


      I remember being inside of a classroom, and it's way to small for it to be considered something related to university, and it had too much of a childish environment to it. The walls are light sky blue or maybe white, and it's mostly because this serves as the heavy coating to make the wise and long bricks feel smooth, VERY smooth.

      I'm sitting in the left section of class, and 5-10 feet (give or take) away from me is the exit to the classroom. This room itself reminded me of a middle school I used go to (Thornton Middle School), but some of the people that I saw looked old enough to be in High School though.

      The situation that I was in at the moment felt like we were going to be quizzed on something, because I heard some kind of authoritative voice somewhere in the background, and I didn't really pay attention to trying to find the source of that voice. The table that each student is sitting out consists of a glossy gray ceramic top, a very think top, with think metal rods (I'd assume it would be black) as the leg support for the top.

      If you stretched your hand out all the way on the desk you're sitting on, you would be able to feel the slight dip near the edge (but not completely on) of the desk. It was thin. but long enough to spread horizontally on the desk. These yellow pieces of paper were handed out, and they looked like the type of paper that would be served as writing down a To-Do List.

      The were thin black lines going across this paper, and it paper itself was maybe 2-4 wide and 5-6 inches long I guess. I remember seeing a few dream characters, but only through quickly glancing at them. One noticeable dream character that keeps popping in my head as I say this is a girl named Sarah. Sarah was just like the waking life counterpart that I remembered from High School as a Junior who was on the tennis team I was in as well (Note to self, it was the older Sarah).

      In the dream, she was wearing a yellow top of some sort, maybe a sweater, or maybe a light and soft material (cotton, something like that) jacket over a simple shirt. She has her left hand over her mouth, and is using her left elbow to rest on the desk. Her hair is black, tied up from the back, and she looks at me quickly.

      I could see her slightly bigger eye pupils form for a few seconds when looking at me. It's now time for the quiz, and there's two questions
      (it wasn't until later I realized it was 3).

      They were simple questions, but the first one is something I can't remember unfortunately. The second question involved knowing an answer by paying attention to the words put on the paper. So in a way, the question wanted another way to say those words as an answer. I can't really recall how I felt during this quiz, but if it's done through a small slip of yellow paper, with no proper heading format or anything like that, I'd assume this was a quiz that wouldn't be graded.

      After I answered both of the questions, and I can't remember what I put down exactly, but I had a hunch that I should check the back of the paper to make sure there wasn't a question of any kind. Turns out I was right, but I can't remember what the question was exactly. I do know that it had the fewest words compared to the other two questions in front.

      I can't remember what happens next in the class, and something tells me that I did actually see who the teacher was in the classroom. This person looked a lot like the waking life counterpart who used to be a P.E. coach at Thornton middle school. He was a tall young male, had a facial stubble (5 o' clock shadow beard), and wore a simple blue polo shirt that had a slight glow to it, along with basic Khaki long dress pants.

      Judging by the face that is stained in my mind while typing this, it looks like he's listening to a student's question, and seems to already know what to answer to them. He has his teeth showing a little bit as well.

      Anyway, after the quiz was done, I have a dream shift where I feel it's lunch time. I had to get out of the school building I was at, and wanted to go somewhere else to get something to eat. While I'm walking, I believe I hear that song from Code Lyoko that would always start when there's something passive to watch, and this was most apparent when looking at scenes from the Kadic Academy the main characters would go to.

      Anyway, I'm walking along a random path, and the atmosphere feels sort of misty, just a bit. It felt like it had rained previously, judging by how the the skies were slightly darker. The sky was still mostly blue, but a hint of gray was starting to come in. I believe I'm walking on a fairly new tarred layered ground, and I think I see a fancy black metal fence going quite a ways from where I was heading too, but didn't really pay much attention to see if it would change.

      I felt hungry, and imagined how it would feel holding a Styrofoam lunch tray with food in it, and I as I'm walking, I mentally imagined myself eating whatever it is by popping it into my mouth as if I was eating a small bite-sized snack bag. I also was able to see myself in third person as well!

      I had my hair cut, but not completely to where I was bald or anything. It was close to the amount of hair I have on me now, but not by a lot. I believe I'm wearing a gray shirt, a shirt that slightly conforms to my torso structure. I'm also wearing faded out black skinny jeans, and I looked really weird in them.

      My thighs were a little fat, and the rest down was skinny, and my whole lower region wasn't completely disproportionate or anything like that, it just felt weird seeing myself wear tight pants. I think I'm wearing black sneakers, with a big white Nike check symbol showing up on the tongue of the shoe.

      Not really the type of shoe I normally wear because I don't really care much on what I wear as long as I can wear it with almost anything.

      It feels I'm skipping a little bit along the way as I'm looking at myself in third person view.

      Dream shifts again, and now I'm in a locker room. It has lighting the emits a dark yellow color, but it doesn't stop the impression that the locker room looks very dark in a few parts. There was some kid that looked like the Freshmen who was on the tennis team I was part of as a Senior in High School.

      I didn't pay much attention to him because I hated him.

      Spoiler for Here's the reason why:

      Now that you know why I didn't give a damn about that demon spawn, let's move on.

      I realize that I'm wearing a completely different outfit than what I wore while getting something to eat for lunch. It was a light blue jeans, the country-styled one that was a little bigger for me. I felt something wet underneath my crotch and rear regions.

      I assumed it was sweat, since it was something I was conscious of a lot after a certain event where someone told me I was wet in a certain region (between the upper sections of my thighs and under the crotch region).

      I also noticed I was wearing a black outfit, probably a sweater, that was also too big for me. I use this to my advantage, and quickly pull the bottom ends of the sweater to cover up that wet region on the pants. I look around to see if anyone was looking, but it seems the little cover up went through just fine.

      I walk around a bit in the locker room, looking at the several white sinks spread out in a row for several sections, maybe 2-4 small rows with 3-4 sinks each. I turn a few on, and most of the switches looked weird.

      I just let the water flow for a while before turning it off.

      Flower for Me? (Non-lucid)


      I remember being in a store, or maybe a school library, can't really tell. I opened a transparent door to get out, and saw that people were going to move stuff inside the area I'm trying to leave. For some odd reason, I turn around to look at the lady that I probably talked to before heading out, and she already knew what I wanted to saw, and nodded.

      And the reason that wasn't verbally stated was to help these people move the objects in. They didn't feel heavy at all, and while I'm dropping one near the area, the same lady comes in to slide a flower on top of the side of my head. I didn't know why she gave me the flower, but I couldn't reject her small gift of appreciation for helping out.

      Ada Wong: Assignment Ada Stage Replica (DILD)


      I see someone walking slowly on some flat rock surface. I could tell it's a female because of the dark gray/black boots they're wearing. I start to see more than just the legs, going up to the rear, and finally the back of the person, and then their head and torso regions.

      I realized this is Ada Wong, and she's in her outfit from "Assignment Ada" in Resident Evil 4. She's still walking casually, and I also noticed that the dream environment she's in is almost exactly like the stage where you play in "Assignment Ada." I see her health bar, just like how it shows up in the video game, with the name "Ada" and everything like that.

      Except, usually, there's a semi-circular bar that represents how much health you have, and when it's filled up with a green color, you're in full health. Problem is, there is no green bar filled up, and there isn't even any red color to show that she would be in danger of dying at all!

      It's completely blank, and she's still walking for some reason. I also feel as if something is constantly draining her energy, and I see that she dies, or at least it seemed that way because she made that "Oooooooooh......." sound if she died in the actual game.

      The dream resets where she's walking at the first area of the Island Military type stage again, still walking slowly, and this time, she starts making weird sounds, as if she's struggling.

      Like "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oooooooooh"
      (Maybe I should show a Youtube Link because I'm horrible at making sounds here lol).
      Spoiler for 18+ Blood:

      I felt as if I was telling her that each time in those few dream resets that there was something behind her. I'm still seeing things in spectator mode, and I find myself rotating the perspective angle to see what's behind Ada. There's nothing at all following her, no Plagas soldiers trying to shoot her with arrows, spiked clubs, electrical batons, nothing at all!

      So what is it that's "killing" her?

      It didn't take long for the dream to shift to where she's a little it ahead of where she died. After I watch her move for a while,
      I realized this is the very same part in Assignment Ada where she would have to fend off quite a few Plagas soldiers. I'm now seeing Ada completely in third person.

      In fact, the angle I'm seeing her is a little bit more zoomed out than usual. I didn't notice it at first, but I'm mentally taking control of some of her actions. It wasn't much, just minor actions like coordinating her to the left or right. The environment itself is somewhat like the Island Stage.

      There's the little cartel boxes that are next to the window that she could jump into the small fort/building with the ladder in it

      Then the camera angle changes to where I see Ada's left side, just from the bottom of her torso region all the way up to her face. Then I felt something moving above her, so the camera angle pans over to the top, and there goes J.J with his Gatling Gun.

      If you don't know who J.J is, that's the nickname of the Plagas victim who is a big and fat man. Imagine that, and him wearing a Red Beret, along with some orange-red glowing eyes, and a bunch of machine gun ammo formed as an X around his shoulders and chest.

      J.J doesn't notice Ada there, because he himself is in progress of going down the path from all the way up. I take advantage of this and scrolled the camera angle so that Ada would take proper aim with the Sniper Rifle she's now holding in her hands. She quickly zooms in to where I see the interface to move around the aim sights, zoom in and out, etc.

      J.J realizes he's going to be shot, so he tries to quickly lift up his Gatling Gun
      , but Ada already took a dead accurate head shot on him. I knew that J.J can take quite a few Sniper Bullets before he permanently stays on the floor dead, but when he already makes the dying sigh, I thought he was dead.

      Maybe it could just be an auditory flaw with synching the enemy's dying voice or something like that, or maybe it could just be a trick he's playing with Ada. Usually, J.J shakes his head a bit to recover from the Sniper Bullet shot, which he does, and I wanted to get Ada to prepare to shoot his head again when he lifts his head up.

      However, he quickly gets his gun up, and I quickly make Ada dash to the wall of the fort/building I mentioned above with the ladder inside. I see the machine gun bullet paths piercing the the top section of the mini-fort/building, all of the dust and residue coming up sporadically.

      I think after J.J takes a break from shooting to see if she's still there, I quickly get Ada to shoot J.J in the head this time. I'm not sure if he's already dead at this point, but I assume he is since he's not shooting back at all. I'm not back to seeing Ada from a slightly zoomed out perspective again, and I watch her move forward on her own without trying to think anything.

      Then I tried to mentally control her actions by thinking "Left" "Right" a few times, which didn't work, but when I start imagine how she would look like moving left and right, it starts working. She's now complying with most of my mental commands.

      What's funny is that during this, I could swear I had my waking life eyes opened slightly to where I could see my right arm on top of something. I tried my best to not think about waking life, and went back to focusing on controlling Ada's movements mentally.

      I do some weird commands for this woman. I told her that she would go under the Island that she's at, and she literally goes under and through it like it was invisible or something. Then the Island starts to disappear, and the environment starts manifesting generic objects until there's completely nothing but a slightly faded white void that Ada is running into.

      I command her to do a roll on the floor where she would have to put her head on the ground first and then bring the rest of her body with it.

      I make her continue to do this to where I want her constantly doing it without me telling her all the time. Then I say she will move into a different scene. The faded bright color void she's rolling quickly through starts to change gradually. However, as this is happening, I fee the dream is fading out a little bit, and I think I open my waking life eyes.

      Updated 08-13-2012 at 01:34 AM by 47756

      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    11. Dead Bird, Essay

      by , 08-04-2012 at 08:06 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Dead Bird? (Non-lucid)


      I'm walking with my father, getting ready to go back to a random vehicle, but he can't move it because some spots on the ground had dead bird residue?

      I'm not even sure on that.


      Essay (Non-lucid)


      I only remember being in class trying to prepare to write an essay. I see Melissa at some point.

      What I find weird is that after I woke up to record these dreams, I slept until around 1:19 PM starting from 6-7 AM.....and I didn't remember any dreams from that second sleep....ugh.

      I have glimpses, but I don't know if they were works in progress.
      Tags: bird, essay, school
      lucid , non-lucid
    12. Negative Points, Prostitute

      by , 07-28-2012 at 03:23 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Negative Points in School (Non-lucid)


      I'm in a classroom, and it feels like it's in afternoon dream time. The teacher uses a point system, but I don't know for what purpose. The teacher looks like Sasha from "Meet the Browns" television sitcom. She's wearing a pink shirt that looks a little tight on her.

      Maybe it was because her breasts were a little larger than normal, which pulled the shirt up a bit where you could probably see her bellybutton if she had a larger breast size. For some odd reason, I insulted her, though I can't remember what exactly, and she deducts 50 to 100 points from my overall score, which was low in the first place.

      This sends it down to a really really low negative score. I was shocked at first, but after the teacher finds petty reasons to bring other people's grades down, I just let the dream plot be a passive experience instead. It's close to dismissal, and it's quite a crowd outside of class.
      Disposable Prostitute (Non-lucid)


      There's a drunk prostitute, and she's short and very ugly. She's wearing a slutty black outfit. Basically, it's like she's wearing a panty made out of a black string that's only like 1-3 inches wide, which means you can see all of her private holes.

      Simply disgusting, and since it was late at night, it was hard to look at her face, but I'm glad I didn't try in the first place. I'd say she was at least 50 years old or so.

      Then I did something horrible, I literally lifted this short female, and threw her on the dirt on the side of a house, and turned back like she was nothing at all.
    13. June 2 Dreams

      by , 06-03-2012 at 11:14 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Helping Out (Non-lucid)


      I'm at a building, but some parts of it transferred me to a random house that I assumed was mine.

      Anyway, there were a group of young teenage boys walking and talking with each other. One of them was asking the other one why they didn't post their defense level to whatever site or group he was talking about.

      The building inside was one of those structures that you could hear the footsteps of people quite well slamming on the tile floor. There was adequate lighting, but not a lot, probably because it was still daytime when I looked outside.

      But even when I did, outside was a little darker because the clouds were covering the sun at the time.

      The guy said he'll do that, and the other guy asking him said there's only 2 spots left. Out of randomness, I wanted to help the guy, but I had things to do on my own.

      I'm going to assume they were talking about Runescape. Anyway, I tell the guy who has to post his defense level or whatever to follow me, and then we're transferred to my room in a random house. I have a T.V., and I can't really remember what game console I had in the room.

      From what I recall, there was a controller I gave the teenage boy to, and it looked like a XBOX 360 controller. I tell him to grab that, and then find a way to connect to the Internet, and do whatever it is he needed to do.

      For me, I believe I had to go to a school at around 11:30 AM-12, but going at 11:00 AM would be better to prepare for some things. After helping that kid out, I think it's close to 11:25 AM, so I started to worry a little bit if I'll be late to whatever it is I have to go to a school for.

      I can't remember what happens next, but the dream shifts to where I'm in the room again, with different people. There's one child in my room, and he's standing on those chairs that you see director's sitting on in movie production.

      I tell him in a slightly heavy and angry tone to get his feet off the seating area, and put them on the level slightly below it to rest them. He looked exactly like one of the children I have to babysit when one or two of their parents come.

      Finding Someone (Non-lucid)


      First, I was riding my bicycle with someone who looked like my Psychology teacher in the last High School I attended before. I believe we were looking to see if someone would come near the oncoming traffic. The environment looked almost the same as the area that's a little far from where my apartment is at in waking life.

      The guy I'm following decides to go on the other side of the road, and once traffic clears up a bit, I ride my bicycle to follow him riding his own too.

      I had a little trouble pedaling it, the gears where shifting a bit, and I tried ignoring it, but it kept doing that for a while.....

      There's another dream fragment where the same guy was wearing a shirt that said "Gay" or "Gays"????

      You Can Sit Here!! (Non-lucid)


      I believe I'm in a lecture room in college, and I think I either tripped or something, because I landed on a random seat somewhere, and a blonde in a pick shirt I believe is right next to me on the left side.

      There's another girl on the right, but I don't pay attention to her, I apologize to the blonde girl in the pink shirt on how I didn't mean to sit between her.

      She said with a really enthusiastic voice,

      "That's okay!" and she really meant it. Her smile, her facial expressions, it was as if she was glad I was sitting next to her.

      I can still feel some of the positive energy from her. I don't know.....I could imagine hugging her and her showering me with wonderful energy...

      Star in Space (Non-lucid)


      I remember walking with someone, and it was near Traditions at Northgate at College Station. It was a little dark outside, maybe in dream time, it was associating that with early morning in waking life or probably just the type of 6PM-8PM darkness here in Texas.

      I look at the sky and see some kind of orange-red star in space, it continues floating slowly, and then as it's fading away,

      I take my right hand,

      formed it into a gun gesture and said,


      I said it with weird confidence, as if I felt alive, as if I........

      I don't know...
      Any Life forms on other Planets? (Non-lucid)


      This dream was weird lol.

      I was at a void, and I could select which any planet within this solar system I wanted to explore. I was excited but also afraid as well, since I felt that when I do choose one, the sensation of going to another planet, and seeing the mysteries my mind could come up with would probably be too much for me.

      It was set up where I could mentally scroll which planet I wanted to go to, and I wanted to check Uranus,

      Lol, I wonder what would be in Uranus....looool, anyway, mind out of the gutter Link!

      I asked someone in the void if there are lifeforms in other planets, and they showed this screen panel of examples of lifeforms from other planets including humans from Earth as Well.

      How the entities were portrayed was like seeing an Anime representations. Kind of like the Chibi-style anime, and the entities varied from looking like Humans to completely different forms.

      They were all cute though, but something that made it weirder was that a penis related to their own kind showed up, and a female of their kind was giving them a tugjob.



      It just didn't match having a Chibi-style portrayals giving tugjobs penises that would match their type.

      All of them had the same animation of giving the tugjobs as well.

      Faye Valetine and wine (Non-lucid)


      The environment I'm in is a cold one, at least it looks like it would feel cold because the whole setting was slightly dark, and the overall colors were different hues of blue.

      I'm walking with someone again, and it seems it's Faye Valentine. My recall of this is decent, but who I actually was with still confuses me, so I'll just go with Faye Valentine for now.

      I believe I'm holding wine bottles in my hand (that's something new, never drank alcohol in my life, or even in my dreams).

      I poured out some wine, and I'm not sure if I took a sip or anything, maybe I was pouring it out for Faye. I then decided I should mix the two bottles of wine together.

      Faye basically tells me,

      "No! Don't do that!" while smiling at me.

      I mix them anyway, and she just responds with a "whatever" look on her face.


      Hmmm, wonder if I was setting up a roofie on her. LOL.

      Nah, I wouldn't do that, and I wouldn't know how to do that anyway.
    14. Afraid of the Dark, No Exam for me, Store rage..

      by , 05-06-2012 at 05:40 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Afraid of the Dark (WILD)


      I don't know how to categorize this lucid, lol. WILD, DILD, DEILD? I'll just go with WILD I guess.

      I believe this is after I heard the alarm, because I said to myself that I would do a reality check after the alarm started to ring.

      I'm resting on my bed, and I decided I should do a nose plug reality check.

      I feel awkward at first, but I know I'm lucid because even thought it was hard to breathe through at first, I know that in waking life, my insides wouldn't be able to expand.

      I'm at my apartment, and it's dark, barely any light at all, maybe near the kitchen, but I'm not sure about that.

      I take the time to try and turn on one of the lights several times, but none of them are working for me. I believe I rubbed my hands at some point for stabilization, and I decided to open the front door. It's still dark outside, and I see maybe two or so random people walking outside.

      I couldn't see their facial composition though, there was one person that looked like a silhouette, literally, and for some reason, I was afraid of going outside in the dark, so I go back inside my apartment.

      That's all I remember.
      No exam for me (Non-lucid)


      I believe I moved to another school in this dream, because the main thing I wanted to ask this random professor in the ends was whether or not I still have to take an exam for moving in at an awkward time. The professor seemed to be awesome, everyone paid attention to him and all that fun stuff.

      After class was over, I go up to him and ask if there's any exams that I have to take. He pauses, then smiles and says,

      "Nope, we're pretty much done."

      I remember the dream shifting to where I'm waiting for my father to pick me up.

      Store Rage (Non-lucid)


      I go inside a store, and I asked one of the employees how much they would buy a pair of black shoes I was holding on to.

      "Ten bucks..."

      I said, "Make it 20$."

      "You got yourself a deal...." he replied.

      I go up to the guy, get my money, check it, and then he said,

      "That easily would've gone for $15."

      Okay.....I get out of the store, then I checked the amount of cash I had, there was some trouble reading it (missed reality check), and it takes a while for me to calculate how much I have in my hand right now.

      I actually see a nine-dollar bill while looking through the amount I had. I realize that guy gave me over $20, and I decided to go back into the store to tell him this, but then I had a gut feeling to just not tell him, I almost did, but I stopped midway.

      The dream shifts to where I'm probably in a different store, and there's an Asian employee this time of a Caucasian one. I'm looking above the shelves to my right and see a bunch of printers and scanners.

      I'm interested in the scanners, and ask him how much they cost. I check the price tag on them, and saw $30. I was surprised at first, but I checked again, and it was for the ink cartridges. The actual printers were around $100 or so.

      The Asian guy gets angry at me for some weird reason, and I'm trying to figure out why he's being so mad at me. I look down at one of the printers, and I see Japanese symbols that were printed out, which leads me to assume that it doesn't print English.

      He gets more serious, and I just reach the breaking point and basically told him to go screw himself and left the store. I get out of the store, and I think I'm shifted in the dream to where I'm near the store again, and the Asian guy is taking a smoke.

      I don't think he notices my face, but I'm still pissed at him for getting mad at me for no reason, so I ignored him and get near a fairly deep ledge to get on the grass on the bottom.

      I look left and right for traffic coming by, then when it's clear, I jump off the ledge, walk down the road to get to the section in the middle with grass on top of the curb to split the lanes, and then cross it as well.

      I see a blonde girl in a black jacket and some short sports shorts, sitting down with some females. There's other groups of people around, but I just continue walking forward.

      I had another dream, but I forgot it, whatever..

      Updated 05-18-2012 at 11:10 AM by 47756

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    15. Throw the Gum Away, Running Up Stairs, 2 Men & 1 Woman, Eva? Anyone???

      by , 05-04-2012 at 01:36 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Throw the gum away (Non-lucid)


      I'm sitting in class, and it's almost time to leave, I can just feel it.

      I was doing some project with some people I can't remember, but apparently, people were waiting for me to be able to be dismissed. It took me a while, but everyone started to shift their attention towards me.

      I look at them have that "Okaaaaaay" face on me, I get up, and I think I was chewing gum.

      Guess the teacher wanted me to spit it out for whatever odd reason that prevented us from being dismissed. I wanted to be a hero and throw the gum in the trash can, but I miss, like I always freaking do, and did the walk of shame.

      I heard some voices going, "Nooope" "ahhh ahhh!" "awww" when I was going to shoot the gum in the basket.

      I go back to sit down, and that's all I remember.
      Running up Stairs (Non-lucid)


      I believe I was with a group of people, and one of them was summoning trees to grow larger or something, and then the dream shifts.

      I was in a house, don't know who it is, but it has a lot of small sets of stairs going up to the attic. I was going up pretty fast, probably even skipping a whole set, and turning to the other sets until I'm finally up to an attic.

      I see those same trees that were extended, and they were weird looking trees, they looked more like zoomed in versions of flowers.

      There's this random tree-house attached inside the house, and it extended to the outside. What I mean is that if you decided to go inside of it, it would be in midair, but supported by the house itself.

      It looked unstable, since I tested it but tapping my foot near the floor, and there was some creaking sounds....definitely not going to an unstable tree house outside of an attic.

      Oh, and apparently, mooseantlers (DV member) built the tree-house because a message came up as a chat bubble saying,

      "Mooseantlers built this."

      After that, I can't remember anything else.
      Two Men & One Woman (Non-lucid)


      This felt like a middle school dream or something of the sort, maybe a High school one. I was sitting down near the bleachers in the gym, and I was sitting next to a blonde girl.

      Someone was complaining why we need to eat stuff, well duh, to survive...right?!?!?

      Anyway, I was holding an object in my hand, but can't remember what exactly. The girl I was sitting next to, the blonde, she basically smelled me without making it apparent she was smelling me.

      She was disgusted by it, and shifted to the left a little bit. I ignored her to pretend like nothing happen, and to save embarrassment if other people looked at her and saw that she moved away from me.

      There was some guy sitting one level on the bottom of me, and he was telling me what's up, and how it's been a long time or something like that, but I ignored him. I saw him make the face that said, "Oooh okay, guess I'm not cool or anything." but I didn't care too much.

      I believe she was wearing a white dress shirt, blue jeans, and based on my peripheral vision, she probably had freckles as well. The instructor/teacher requested everyone to arrange themselves to where there would be one female and two males for a group.

      She said that,

      "It would be best to have it with two males and one females, because having a female in it will give more attention to you all" or something like that.

      There was this new girl sitting next to me, and based on my peripheral vision, she looked like she resembled a Biochemistry classmate I had this semester. I forgot her name in waking life though, and she was Hispanic as well.

      She wore a black sports jacket with white stripes along the sides of her arms, and had a red shirt underneath it. I believe she was wearing long black sports pants as well. There was another guy with us, but I didn't care too much about him, he was sitting left of her.

      After a while, I think the dream starts to fade, and this is probably one of those dreams where I get closer and closer to finally getting a CANWILD technique done.
      Eva? Anyone??? (DEILD)


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      Okay, so......IT WORKED IT WORKED, now to just keep up with the technique. I set my alarm on the computer to wake me up after four hours of sleep instead of the usual 5-6 that I tried this week.

      I told myself that when I hear the alarm, I would wake up, keep my eyes, closed, and remain still. Worked like a charm! In fact, I woke up from a dream naturally, kept my eyes closed.

      I presumed that since I woke up, it was probably a few minutes before the actual alarm set off. So I told myself in this void state from coming out of a dream that I would still keep my eyes closed and remain still, and it works!

      So the CANWILD tech, although I came out of a dream naturally, I was able to listen to the alarm passively. Once I heard it, started getting ready to get into the dream state.

      After maybe 10-20 seconds of being still, started to feel this fuzzy feeling around my head and neck region, but I kept calm, with my eyes slightly open, but I closed them shut, and then I realize it's my dream eyes.

      But to make sure I wasn't opening my real one, I closed them and imagine what the room would look like.

      My dream eyes opened naturally. I was laying on my left side in the bed, and when I was looking inside of the room, the walls were white, and it definitely was NOT my apartment this time.

      I think it was either me in someone's house, or maybe this is just a new setting my mind wanted me to explore a little bit. I do a nose plug reality check, and from that point on, I focused on stabilizing the dream.

      Stabilization was my main objective, along with trying to summon Eva, of course.

      Anyway, the same bedroom I'm in, it had stickers all over the walls. I couldn't tell exactly what they represented, but I know there was this dim light blue light radiating from the bottom somewhere, probably to serve as a nightlight for whoever house this is.

      I open the door, and slowly walked out to the living room. The flooring has a wooden shine to it I believe, and it's fairly empty, but everything is pretty vivid in this dream. I turn on the lights, because there were a lot of doors arranged in this dream, and I was a little fearful that something random might pop up.

      I kept holding my nose and breathing through it to remind myself that I'm dreaming, since the place would be an environment that I would take for granted and become non-lucid or something. There was some temptation to roll my eyes, which has a nasty tendency to wake me up, but I suppressed the urge, and still kept myself in the dream.

      I'm walking around the living room, and there's a light lamp shining from above, while all the other areas such as the kitchen and dining room were left in the darkness.

      I decided to summon a T.V., didn't expect it to work but, it did! An HD widescreen T.V. showed up, and it was gray on the external layers on it.

      Wow.....that's amazing, summoning something simple as a T.V. was a challenge for me. I think I either turned on the T.V., or listened to another one in the house.

      A commercial was playing, or some clip of a random movie, but I never seen anything like it, so I guess it's just a collaborated event going on. There's this blonde female in the shower, and there's two men in it I believe.

      Don't think it's porn scene, lol. Anyway, she looked like she was afraid of something, and walked over quickly to the strong and muscular guy for protection. It was kind of short, the clip that is, and I focused my attention back to myself.

      I even rubbed my hands slowly as well, finally getting a sense of what it's like to feel my dream hands. Things shift from third person to first person perspective for me a few times, and I believe that's what caused me to get the dream stabilized, since in most of my non-lucids, it's mostly third perspective.

      So I guess I just need to get used to being in first person perspective in these lucids now, will help tremendously.

      Anyway, I figured that since I'm stabilized in this dream long enough, even though I should've stabilized some more, I decided that since I summoned the HD T.V. in front of me, I said,

      "Eva!" and waiting for someone to appear, but nothing. I mean, I knew that it might've taken a while, and that I should've been patient, but since that didn't work out, I decides to say,

      "My previous dream guides!"

      .................................................. ......
      .................................................. .........................

      Nothing lol.

      I was sitting on a small soft chair meant for one person to sit on, and I think I had one of my legs over the other.

      Disappointed, I get back up again, and then the dream starts to fade, and I think it's because I was starting to see myself in third-person perspective.

      Anyway, glad I got a lucid from autosuggestion and setting the alarm after 4 hours of sleep for the successful DEILD, so even though I didn't do the CANWILD like I thought I would do, I still did it because I told myself that I would be aware of the alarm, and remained still and keep my eyes closed.

      Updated 05-04-2012 at 02:53 PM by 47756

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