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    The Kestrel's Dreams

    Welcome to my Dream Journal! I'm still getting used to the site, so bear with me!

    I'll make this all pretty eventually.


    // Recurring Characters (real people), for your and my own reference (since they're all aliases) //

    Zukin: Bestie and 3/4, went to Germany with me last year. We have almost died together multiple times by now
    Backpacking Group: Zukin, Ivan, Dan, Josh, Kebab, Penny, Cindy, and Suzy; We all drove down to Texas and spent Spring Break ('14) backpacking in the Guadalupe Mountains
    Bob: Older Brother
    Erik: Little Brother
    Germany Group: Zukin plus 7 others who were in the same program to study abroad in Germany for 6 months
    Kristin: Current roommate and close friend of four years
    Jasmine: High school Best Friend, but we don't talk much anymore


    Now that I have something Lucid in my DJ: Orange text = Lucid

    1. Dioramas and Rooster Tails

      by , 11-12-2014 at 04:05 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      November 08, 2014


      Dioramas

      I was a prince of some fantasy country, and there was a celebration for my family. I was the oldest son, and we all had to participate in this ceremony where we face ourselves. We were all sitting on our knees, Japanese Tee Ceremony style, on some pillows. Next to me, the floor opened up. It was dark, and the hole had a part that looked like it was stairs, and a part that seemed to go straight down. I thought it would be too easy, a trick, to go down the easier looking stair-like part, so I lowered myself down into the unknown, through the plain hole. My feet soon touched a platform, and I lowered myself lower so my eyes could adjust to the darkness. I kept lowering myself to platforms on the walls of this square-shaped vertical tunnel. It was a little like a well, but square-shaped.

      I saw a point of light at eye level at some point, and I moved my head to get perspective and pinpoint where it was coming from. I leaned on the wall, and it moved. I realized I could slide the walls to either side; It opened the hole a little more, and so I slid another wall a few feet until there was a hole big enough for me to get through.

      When I got through the hole, I was in a room that looked like it went around the original well-like tunnel. There were dioramas that moved lining the walls. You had to pump them or something to get them to move, but they were devices I was familiar with and fond of, so I knew how to use them all. They were all scenes from my life. I followed the room all the way around until I got to the diorama of this day, and was a little bit surprised and scared to see that there was one more diorama after it. When I mustered the courage to look at it, it was simply the garden with a piece of a stone wall missing. But it still bothered me somehow.

      I went back up to the surface and told my family about my experience, and how the missing wall really bothered me. The foreboding feeling had grown since I'd seen it.

      I think there was something about an uncle betraying us or something after that.




      Rooster Tails

      I was at an entrance of a building that was on a lake. There were platforms to jump out onto, and I jumped to one, and it moved away from the building a foot or two. There were eels or something, maybe some huge catfish, in the water, and something making rooster tails in the water next to and around me. I kept jumping to new platforms, each one moving further and further away from the building, until there were no more platforms I could jump to. I was afraid of whatever was making the rooster tails in the water (think that scene from the Princess Bride with the man-eating eels)
    2. You've Got OTHER Skills, Too.

      by , 10-04-2014 at 05:44 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      September 25, 2014


      I was an agent of some sort, and was going to meet my parents at a restaurant for dinner. But I had a mission, and told them I wasn't feeling well. I would meet them at the house we rented.

      I found the target: A man in his mid 20s, who had long curly, blond hair. He looked like a dumbass.

      I took him back to the house I was staying at with my parents, but enough time had passed that they would be asleep now. I was sitting with this guy on the couch in the living room, and seduced him. I had to get some information from his computer, so I put a bug on it when he wasn't looking, and then had to stall him long enough for it to get the info. So I dripped some melted chocolate on his leg, and said, "oops~" and actually licked it off him. His leg was hairy and gross. I must have been a boss agent if I was willing to do that for the info. I then "accidentally" spilled some chocolate on my thigh, and made him lick it off.

      At that point, I only needed like a minute and a half more time, and the guy was hard as hell, so I basically used him so that I could climax, and made him leave. Like literally, I had my way with him, and kicked him out of the house still hard... Poor guy.

      I went to the bathroom to pee, found out my sister was in the shower. (I don't have a sister IWL)

      Then the next morning I met all these people who lived in the house we were renting. IT was a huge house, so lots of people lived there. One of them was a guy in my agency, who was congratulating me for my work last night. My parents were in the kitchen, and the guy was saying how talented I was.

      "Yeah, I'm pretty smart, aren't I?" I said.
      I was cleaning up around the couch just to be safe, and he leaned on the couch and whispered, "You've got other talents, too ;)"
      We found an empty room and... ya know.

      Flash forward, and I was walking through a field, back to the house. It's a field through dunes, and there are trees around the huge field, and the path I'm on leads to a lake, eventually. I've been there in my dreams before, but I don't recall when. I got back to the house, and had to help one of the residents move a large antique furniture.
      Tags: family, lake, sex, spy
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Snidney // Underwear...

      by , 09-15-2014 at 11:02 PM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      September 13, 2014



      Snidney

      I am a new Dream-Hacker in a group that was just started in my town. We are on a mission to capture back one of our children, who had been kidnapped. His name was Sidney and they kept calling him "Snidney" and I was getting super upset about that. We had an informant in the enemy group so we were able to gret enough info to get him back.





      Underwear...

      I was with a friend an one other person who I don't know. We were both given a task to do, like a date (??). I had to go through a small town in my underwear, waving a flag. And then I would have to go to a beach on the other side of the shore we were on, and wave a red light so the guy who gave us the tasks could see that I had it.

      I must have woken up as soon as he finished explaining, because I don't remember actually doing it.
    4. Grog

      by , 06-04-2014 at 07:42 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      May 08, 2014




      Dream within the dream: A smurf-like girl (she was blue and had a hat) and a human boy met on a beach. It was dark and red-tinted.

      I woke up from the dream within the dream, and found out a young boy was going to live with us. It was the boy from my dream. We were to protect him for a couple of years and give him tests to see if he would be ready for the prophecy that was said about him; he and that girl would save the world from a tyrannical rule.

      So we moved to a small house in the middle of nowhere and gave him the series of test, all of which he passed easily.

      By the time of the prophecy, we left the house in the middle of nowhere and took the boy to Grog (where ever the frack that is). It was on a beach; it felt like it was a beach in the northern side of Lake Michigan. As we passed the enemy camps to get to the beach, we were ambushed and captured, and taken to one of the tents in the center of the camp. We were tied to posts and gagged to keep us quiet.

      But it turned out we had an insider there. He was a Kung Fu master, and singlehandedly laid waste to everyone there, while carrying me, still tied up. He freed us all and untied us, and we made our way to the beach as he continued to strike down everyone in our path, easily.

      When we got to the beach, the sky was all prismatic and rainbow, a bit like oil gets when it spills on pavement. I got out my phone to take a picture, and I remember I was thinking only in hashtags for a good five minutes of the dream. For instance, while I was taking pictures of the rainbow oil sky, I was thinking #nofilter and #wow.

      Then, the lake caught fire and the sky turned deep orange. I took a picture of that, too, and noticed a large, dark castle out in the water. There were rocky spires around it, and a giant dragon statue out of black stone at the front gate of it. There was no bridge to the castle. My mom called the castle Grog when I asked what it was.

      We all turned West and walked along the beach, where we found the smurf-like girl from my dream. She stood at a big stone gate. Our boy walked up to her, smiled and hugged her as if they were old friends (even though he'd never met her before). He embraced her very awkwardly, though, too. Since he was a young boy still. They held hands and each touched the gate, which opened with a whirring sound. Some white mist gets released from behind the gate, which spreads over the whole area, lifting the fire and returning the sky to a normal sunset.

      We all leave the boy and girl together, for some reason. Like they had a lot of catching up to do. Like, thousands of years of catching up to do, even though they were only 10 at most. While they talked, my family, the Kung Fu master, and I all painted bright, colorful, happy pictures over all the symbols of the tyrannical regime we could find.

      Updated 06-07-2014 at 06:52 AM by 69491

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable