Linkzelda's Dream Journal

09.29.2012

Asian Restaurant Fighting Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside near a small parking lot, and it's daytime currently. It seems I just came out of some kind meeting. I'm wearing a gray shirt, and long dark blue jeans, and I look over to the other side at an area that looks like an Asian Restaurant.

I had a feeling people behind me were looking at me, and it was kind of annoying for a while since I wasn't looking back at all. I eventually decided to let the worry fade away and get ready to move to the other side. I'm going down a small road slope where cars could exit and join the small two-lane path perpendicular to them, then I walk over to some grass, and it seems that to the right of me is a huge gap.

The water in the middle of this long gap, if it is even water, seems to be saturated with some light brown substance. It seems that the top layer is hardening a bit, but the liquid below it is keeping it from looking like it was frozen. I didn't want to pay attention to it for too long because I felt I would lose my balance as I'm passing through the small path to avoid having to jump to the other side.

I finally reach this restaurant looking area, and it's fairly dark inside, and I assume they're just using the natural lighting outside as a light source, since most features of this building stood out pretty well. As soon as I enter the glass door, to the right of me is an Asian man.

He looks a lot like the chef that worked at this Vietnamese Restaurant before it shut down. He's wearing a dark gray shirt, and regular blue jeans with the usual spiky black hairstyle. He's shorter than me, maybe 5'5'', and it seems that he's still stoic as ever.

I go up to him, and I started to ask him questions on what fighting lessons he offers. He talked about Jiu jutsu (guess he forgot to say Brazilian Jui Jutsu instead), and he mentioned other forms of fighting like Karate, and the rest I kind of forgot. Then something triggered in my mind, and I asked him while gently touching his left shoulder,

"Hey do you know about Donnie Yen?"

As I'm waiting for a response, I immediately thought about Donnie Yen in the movie "SPL" (Sha Po Lang).

The guy responds in a very passive and uninterested tone,

"Yeah..."

Then I asked him an example of some move he could teach me, and he forms his hands in a weird way in which he intersects his fingers together and makes some weird hand motion. I don't know my initial response to this, but I backed away immediately from him because I was afraid he might hit me, even though it probably would've been a light impact.

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09.29.2012

Sivason and Yellow Blossoming Flower? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe this might be an extension of the dream above, but just wanted to make it separate because it gets confusing.

I'm inside a building with glass windows behind me, which is similar to how I entered the restaurant type of building in the previous dream, it was like a waiting section most likely in-case seats were occupied. It seemed to be empty, and I honestly don't know what I'm doing here. Most of the colors in here consists of black, turquoise, and green.

This area felt weird, it's like a small hallway with glass windows as surrounding border, and there were lights illuminating behind them in a sort of mystical way. It was like seeing city lights when you dilate your eyes....you know the vision when that happens right...when the lights become big circles and shine in all sorts of directions? Yeah, like that.

Then I see "Sivason" written somewhere, and it was near a picture, or maybe an actual model of a yellow lotus type flower blossoming.

There was an extension next to Sivason's name, and it actually could be reasonable enough to be an add-on to his name, but unfortunately, I can't remember what that extension was.

Then there's a random blonde female who comes into the other side where I'm parallel to through a glass door. She looks familiar, like one of the Biochemistry undergraduates I've seen do a presentation on Melatonin I believe. She's wearing some jacket, a light gray shirt, and a skirt, probably light violet or some kind of cool color.

She doesn't really look too enticing for me, since I only glanced at her for a few seconds. I believe she was complaining about something, but I decided to just ignore her anyway because it did sound quite petty, though I can't remember what it was exactly that she complained about.