Linkzelda's Dream Journal

25.12.2015

Dog Invades Orange Juice Filled Garage (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a garage that’s open, and there’s this dog that’s a Rottweiler/Pitbull mix with brown being its dominate color. At first, it’s not really lethal whatsoever, and I would infer that if it weren’t for certain actions, it just wanted to play with me, and whoever was around at the time.

I felt anxious around it, and tried to move slowly, and hopefully get myself inside the house to shut the door. The only time it ever portrayed an aggressive disposition was when some random dream character had some blue gloves that can shoot triangular, metal sheets at it. And when it did portray aggressiveness, it wasn’t able to jump towards the right person; it felt delayed and infantile.

The garage eventually is filled quarter way with orange juice, or some kind of yellow-orange substance. I eventually get out, and trapped the dog inside a closet somewhere. I can see a glimpse of its visage before shutting the door, and it looks sad.

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25.12.2015

The Rice Terrorists & Toy Snake (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I’m trying to get a tire quota filled up by driving into random vehicles, and automatically fixing their tires when I’m within a certain distance to them. The experience is quite fast paced, and the two colors that are dominate are brown, and dirty, golden yellow.

I eventually get on one of the vehicles, or I’m transitioning there for some unknown reason, and I see that I’m caught at an impasse. There are several men in guerrilla soldier uniforms that are threatening to kill anyone that tries to move suddenly. One of them that looks like the leader is holding a glass container with some dirty rice, or raisin rice.

And I kid you not, he takes one of his hands, and lists up the black spoon, and utilizes an earnest disposition that he really means it when he’ll kill someone if they move. Apparently, the rice has flies, or some kind of insects inside of it that when a person eats it, I guess they die from some parasitic interaction.

So, I defy logic, and I’m abruptly shifted into a different dream environment where it’s nighttime, and I’m catapulted into a bed. I lie down for a bit, and noticed myself looking at the ceiling for some reason. I think I hear some voices in the background, and maybe a voice talking to me very closely. I look at a faded, sepia colored piece of paper that seems enigmatic at first, but I realized it gave me some shocking plot twist.

Apparently, I was the one that was the snake all this time, metaphorically speaking, and the moment I realized this, a toy snake materializes from the same paper, and onto the bed. I grab the green and yellow striped snake with my left hand, and started to duck for cover around the sides of the bed I was on. I’m not sure why I’m utterly shocked over this realization, but whatever the case, I needed to hide. I saw some entities coming their way through the small hallway in front of me, but only their silhouettes.