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    1. I Think Its Jaw Moved...

      by , 12-20-2015 at 05:34 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      18.12.2015
      I Think Its Jaw Moved... (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      So, here I am in this jungle that also has a base that’s structured as if there were human inhabitants; Aztecs and what have you. Looking up at the sky, it’s clear as day, and the atmosphere above is light sky blue with a few clouds that are close to dissipating. There’s a myriad of things I ended up doing, but I can’t seem to recall everything in a sequential order.

      It’s almost as if this area in the dream was a hub for other dreams to occur. Some things that came to mind were:

      - Using weaponry to kill off all sorts of monsters from skeletons, and other disfigured entities. An image popped up of a huge skeleton that’s wearing this maroon helmet with gold trimmings that are about 3 inches in width, and they’re wielding a generic round shield, and sword. I even glimpsed a few moments of a floating gun turret akin to one in MGSV.

      - I’m sitting, or trying to sit on one of many chairs laid out at another section in this grandiose environment, and I get a random mélange of entities flashing around me.

      - I eventually start flying for a little bit to land on top of the huge machinery to slay the creatures I mentioned in the first part of this list.


      Then, after all that, and then some, there was a resting period. I believe I was traveling with someone, but I couldn’t make out their visage at all. I tried to pay attention to their voice, but for all I know, they could be mute, or too shy to respond. I’m walking down a rectangular pathway composed of stone brick tiling filled with Nature’s wear and tear, and greenery. There’s this milky, yellow tint emitting off of these bricks, but it’s not emissive.

      I see a few yards ahead that there’s two pitchers with a red base, and a white top. One of them is opened up with all sorts of juices and sodas, and when I get closer to them, it looks like a lot of Fanta juices from red, orange, and yellow. The other one is closed, and it almost felt like opening Pandora’s box. I think maybe I was a little exhausted from the previous events, and the dream starts equivocating like crazy from this point.

      Firstly, the pitcher seemed to have either dissipated, or shifted into a dead, black, crab that’s fairly huge in size. The outer regions of this entity consisted of a light brown trimming, and it really looked like it was dried up in some areas of its body.

      Then, its composition becomes nuanced significantly, and it looks like it could be a skeleton for something else to take shape from it. And every time I glance at it, and glance over something else, the form starts accumulating into something else entirely, and eventually looks like an unconscious black panther.

      For some odd reason, I was predisposed into wanting to take my right hand to try and open its mouth; as if I was still in the process of opening that other pitcher that’s still nowhere to be found. I immediately start controlling myself, and retracted the hand movement with a subsequent jolt, and started to push it towards my body, and made this weird shivering body gesture for a few seconds.

      It was clearly a black panther, and I can see that the sunlight above contributes to some parts of the highlights being violet in some way. When I started to step back from it, I see its jaw move…

      I immediately made a retort towards my unknown dreaming comrade, “I think its jaw just moved…” We both naturally seemed to have wanted to walk back slowly just in case it reacted to sudden, powerful movements like say…RUNNING.

      After we reached a certain distance, we just turned around, and made a run for it. But as we’re doing that, I’m somehow looking at myself in front of me, and then zooming into the unconscious panther. I see that its visage is starting to have more nuances, and its body starts moving upwards a bit, and then its face starts shaking like crazy as if it’s becoming conscious again.

      The moment it woke up, and while it’s busy processing what environment it’s in, I felt as if my ability to run is slowly decreasing. Either through me zooming in too much to want to naturally slow down, or just the fear gradually building up, and slowly paralyzing me instead of getting that kick in adrenaline.

      I noticed that the section we’re at now is this short distanced, but grandiose brown bridge with some subtle hints of red bled onto it. I’m holding on one of the wooden railings, and its literally being utilized as a crutch for me to hopefully propel myself. I can feel myself struggling a bit to pick up some speed, and the view of the panther from afar only makes things worse.

      I told the dream entity at the time to just RUN….RUN…RUN!!! I noticed for a few seconds that entity was a female. She’s wearing a black jacket, white shirt underneath that’s a bit longer than the jacket, or maybe there was some physics involved of the jacket’s ends moving upwards as she’s running, and she’s wearing light, faded blue skinny jeans with some black boots. She has black hair, or at least that’s what I want to believe; she could be anyone at this point.

      As I’m trying to escape, the alarm from my phone starts ringing.
    2. Anal Lab Experiment, Rejection, Hot & Slutty Girl, Cheapskate DC

      by , 02-18-2012 at 04:42 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      02.18.2012
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Dream 1:

      I was inside a lab in college. Apparently, someone had to finger me to get my feces and put it on what seemed like a Petri Dish.

      Two scary dreams in one night-glass-petri-dish.jpg

      I was a little scared, and wanted to lube it up a little before they stuck my fingers up my ass.

      Then the dream skips a little bit I think, and I'm holding a Petri Dish that seems to have green liquid inside of it. I think I had to drink it, but I didn't know if it was my own feces or green tea, it was steaming a little bit I believe.

      And then I drink it.

      Dream 2: Rejection

      I was asking a person if they would like me to do a drawing of them (I don't know why I asked them, they didn't look they would be worth my time drawing them), and they said No. For some reason, I felt kind of bad that they didn't want me to draw them. I think I cursed at them too for some odd reason...

      Some person tells me to not worry about it too much, but I couldn't remember who. I think I even posted on Facebook requesting that I'll draw anyone who PMs me or whatever first, then someone tells me "who cares?"

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      And one of their friends tells "I know right?" I stalk his profile, and see he's wearing some black tuxedo suit or whatever with a back hat. It looked like a top hat, but I'm not too sure.

      Dream 3: Hot & slutty Girl

      I was walking with some girl, but I didn't remember her facial features, I just knew she was hot. I think we were sitting by the stairs somewhere, and we went on talking about something. I think there were like two random DCs with us.

      Eventually, the girl asks them if me and her can have alone time. They were confused I think, and she told them, "You know what I mean..." And she showed her vagina to them, but I don't think that helped at all for them to leave.

      Two scary dreams in one night-sexy-legs.jpg

      In fact, one DC basically says wants some of the action when I'm done with her.

      I don't know if I was the person in the dream with the girl who wanted alone time with me, but I grabbed her arm and carried her somewhere away from the other DCs.

      Too bad I didn't have sex with her...

      Dream 4: Cheapskate DC

      This is more of a dream fragment, but whatever....

      I was outside talking to some DC, I think I wanted more soda, but he said I had to pay for a refill.

      I ask him, "How much?"

      He replies, "$10.00" I then replied saying how that was too much for a bloody refill, and asked him it shouldn't be too hard to get more soda because he can just use a mix and add water to the vending machine.

      Two scary dreams in one night-pepsi_fountain.jpg

      Then I told him some random scenario that if I had more water, but there was too much sand, and some random crap I can't remember much on.

      Updated 02-18-2012 at 04:48 PM by 47756

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