memorable

Dream about a team of teenagers building a wall of sand at the beach.

I was in my house when i had guests i did not actually remember when they got in. They brought a pitbull a bird that could sing really well to every song, And the weirdest thing was this german shepperd cat that meow'd and barked at the same time and it sounded sooooo weird. First off i remember playing with the bird it was a small one like a parrot but when i leave it alone it turned into a pigeon (still singing) I thought it was really cool and played with it for a while it did want to go out the window becouse it was calm idk. After that i remember sitting down with the guests and there were 2 dogs i started playing with the pitbull but it was very weird becouse it wanted to bite me everytime i touch it (NOTE: it's mouth was white from the inside i thought it was normal so no biggie.) Then i told my guests that i have a shirt that has a pitbull on it and it looked very much like their's. I brought the shirt but it was old and the picture was all yellow and it was of another pitbull like an animation i did not pay much atention to it so i put it back where it was. After that there was the second dog or at least i thought it was a dog. It was actually a cat hybrid with a german shepperd it's face was very weird i couldn't even look at it from the weirdness then it made a sound some thing like a bark and a meow at the same time .

That's when i woke up and tried to remember other details about the dream without moving an inch but that was all weird as fuck i will tell you that.

Something odd happened last night. I don't know whether it counted as a 'ludic' or not, mainly because it happened the second I fell asleep. I remember tossing and turning a lot because it was a hot night, but once I settled down, this dream popped into my brain immediately.

I was standing on a cliff overlooking some sort of tropical forest, and I saw a few creatures in front of me.

I immediately recognised them as Leavanny, and I became certain that I was dreaming. Sure enough, I actually tried the poke-through-the-palm and it went straight through with no pain or sensation at all!
The Pokemon started attaching large leaves onto their forearms and jumping off the cliff, using them as wings (incidentally, this is not something that Leavanny can normally do!) I decided that I wanted to try doing this too, so I grabbed a pair of enormous leaves and held them...somehow...to my arms.

I think I jumped off the cliff, I'm not sure. In any case, I didn't get the chance to see if I could fly. The dream crashed and I sunk into a relatively dreamless and completely non-lucid sleep for the rest of the night.

Alright..Here we go about a little nightmare-ish dream I had a few days ago.(As I said, it was a few days ago, so it is a little patchy, bear with me)

The first thing I see is this normal living room, in a nice house, in the country. The room was cool, had large front windows, except one thing: It was empty. I was standing in the middle of what I can already sense was a real old, huge house. I start hearing conversations with my mom about the house being a beautiful house, that we obviously just moved in, there were some stuff there left by the previous owner(whatever happened to them, I am scared to know...), the house was welcoming, but it didn't sit right with me. As I go looking about the home(Which was not but 3 rooms that I saw), I got more and more story about that house. The stories were unintelligible, I couldn't make out/remember what was being said, but I thought I heard a rumor about a haunting in it, maybe that's where I got the creepy feeling. Next thing I remember is it skipped a few days, and I ended up in this giant room upstairs that looks like a catholic cathedral. The issue with this room, was it was almost 100% dark, no lights. The only lights in here were light seeping in from nearby bedrooms and dim light from other invisible sources. It was enough to see barely forward, but it was pitch black at the roof.
The cathedral was beautiful, but so empty, it felt sad instead of joyful. In the center was a sink(Probably supposed to be an alter, now that I think about it) with about 3 really old china, that needed a wash. I was elected to clean them, and I was pretty much alone anyway at this point. I didn't feel threatened per se, but it was definitely creepy, as it was dark. The realtor told me as she left the room that there were these two figurines on the sink, to the right. She said if these ever, EVER look away from each other, that it would be very bad.
I stare at them the whole time I wash the dishes, and I feel more and more creeped out by them. I guess they reminded me of Weeping Angels from Doctor Who as if you stop looking at them, they move. I finished the dishes, looked away for a sec at the doorway(there were two, one went to bedroom(s), the other I have no clue), when I looked back I tripped, when I got back up the statues were looking toward me at an angle, not in a threatening way, they had no expression, but I knew I was in deep trouble. I must have bumped the sink platform thing as I tripped.
I get so filled with fear that something might happen that I start walking out, but just then, I fall over crippled with a full body numbness(I assume sleep paralysis in real life?). It lasts a few seconds, then I get over it. I run out of that cathedral, and fall in the hallway outside that had two bedrooms there. I hear the loudest, creepiest sound from the bedroom, and I can't get back up. I anticipate the worst. What comes out is this wind-up toy(You know like the little robots?) that looked like a train with a demon/dragon(couldn't tell) face on it. It reminded me of a bug as it slithered toward me, but I run down the stairs, and straight into the living room. Here I tell mom about what happened, just as another comes behind me. I stomp on it and throw it out the window, but another one is on the window. Now I fear it is a full-blown infestation. We somehow skip the night, and I go outside, screw this creepy as hell house.
What I see outside is a fresh, August, Saturday morning. What does it look like? Hundreds of tall thin trees with no leaves. It appears to be the fall season, late August maybe, and makes me even more creeped out. I ask how we leave, and I am told by helicopter. I am thinking "Okay, then we will just call them to take us away from here!". Yeah right..It is a Saturday, they refuse to fly to us on the weekends. We are trapped here. I hear a river, and I decide "Lets go to it." I forgot to mention, my bro was there with my mom in the living room the whole time in the dream. Now as we are all outside this house, the house feels like it was never there. It was a bad memory, but I never look back to see if it was still there. We find the river, and here is the sight: There is a canoe, overturned, by some boulders to the left, across the embankment(it was about 40 feet across, from where we were, to the other side), there was an American flag to the right on our side, and to me that was a good sign, at least we are in America. I climb a tree, well lets be honest, I found myself atop a tree after making the decision to be up it, and saw we were trapped on a remote island. There was no other island in sight, we were on a pretty big island, with obviously the only thing on it what I already described. I figured the canoe was our only option to do at least something. (I am now on the ground, next to mom and bro)I say "Hey, I can levitate, I will fly to the other side, get the canoe, and bring it back. I will get it to you, and we can all ride in it."
I jump into the air, and get about 5 feet until I start getting blown by the winds. I am going higher higher, lower, left, right, any direction. The wind came out of nowhere, affected only me, and I was hopeless. I finally will myself to be near the flag, I grab onto it, pull myself closer to the pole, then force myself down, shimmying to the ground. I touch ground and say, "I am never doing that again, I guess we are trapped."
The dream promptly ended.

Well, that's about it for my first dream here, I have had a few in the past, but I thought I'd share this one. It was entirely non-lucid, not entirely vivid(I couldn't feel anything aside from the flag(barely), and the numbness in the cathedral room.) but it was pretty memorable, I gotta say. This happened about a week ago, and has been on my mind ever since. It was not a nightmare, but was pretty freaky/creepy. I never had sweats, shaking, fast heartbeat, or quick awakening when I woke up.
By the way, the floating thing is a recurring theme in my dreams, which I hope to turn into a dream sign. When it happens, it happens in almost all my dreams, it is usually as I leave a building or van, I just levitate into the air, sometimes I can control it, most of the time I cannot. I try going upside down, sideways, doing different hand motions, etc to get back down..It can be scary, as I turn upside-down trying to grab a hand or roof or something to grab onto, but I am too slow and drift into the sky. Perhaps one day I can make it to automatically signal lucidity.

Two friends and I found dead bodies in an ally, covered in giant spider webs. We used tracking skills, leading us into an abandoned warehouse. When we walked into the center of the room, hundreds of cat-like creatures honed in on our position across the ceiling. They leaped down to the floor where we were, mutating in mid-air...human upper bodies emerged from the cats where the head would be. We pulled out our bladed weapons, which seemed to grow larger with mental thought. The fight was on, as we battled these hundreds of creatures. Few were left, as the remaining tried to run for the door. At inhuman, almost instantaneous, speed I flew across the room to meet two of the attackers head on...superman punching one through a wall and another through a steel framed door. I immediately thought to myself...why did I need the sword? This is where this dream ended, LOL.

Surgery

I arrived in some kind of building with avatars from dream views. I had acquired Mel's avatar some how ,except I could see it as a whole person. I also noticed a picture of a purple men with a sword, painted on the outside wall. I did an RC check and levitated. I went into the next room, telling myself a men would have passed out. There I saw a passed out men. For some reason I believed I get extra points for removing all of his organs, especially his intestines. Though it was called something else in my dream, a insestined. So I told myself by removing his organs into the air i was curing him. I grabbed a scalpel near by. It was then I felt queasy. I told myself I needed to do this task. I grimaced and used the scalpel to draw a mortitionary line on him like in a movie I saw. I cut from belly button to half way up and cut either side to form a v shape. It was a bright red line that resembled blood but didn't bleed anywhere, as though he was dead.

The Samurai

It was then the man with a sword in the picture came to life and fired gun shots at me. I dodged side to side as I yanked the men's heart, lungs, kidney and intestines out determined to get as many points as possible. I remember thinking that I might have to hide this in a spoiler tag with warnings, gruesome violence. After I yanked everything out I went to leave. I stopped realising that butchering a men doesn't count as surgery. I then used the scalpel to jam the door to keep the purple men out. The door reminded me of a butchers fridge room door all black plastic. I put all the men's organs back inside him and closed the flaps of skin. I imagined staples stapling him back together. I slapped him and waited to see if he would wake up. I heard a voice "will the men wake up we will see next week." I groaned just as I saw the men lift his head and open his eyes.

Short dream about black grenades shaped like pokeballs that have a little clicker button instead of a pin. I was randomly throwing it around a room and it was randomly coming back.

I was on a mission, to what? I will never know.. I was running barefoot over sandy grounds, and through a maze of fences, when a bell rang. I can't remember much after this.
Then I realize I'm on my back porch, and I see a duck, but my porch table is on the way so I can't see much. The duck took off, and as it did it turned into a vulture/ostrich with four legs.
In the next dream, I was riding on the side of a white truck, like you would with a bike that has pegs on it. I rode down my street and saw a guy checking his mail, then I rode back up the street, and ended up taking off into the sky. I realized I was falling to the ground as I was holding a towel, then I shot back up and fell to the ground like a feather. I hit the sandy ground and blacked out. Then I heard people asking if I'm okay, and I told them I was fine. They seemed frustrated about my landing on the beach.
Next thing I know I'm in a room with a friend of mine and I'm watching him play a game, then he turns around, and I call him a nigger (I'm not racist at all, I only use that name towards my friends who understand me.) Suddenly he turns into a black guy, and I wake up from my dream.

Dream

I had a false awakening from a dream, but for practical purposes I want to get this writen out first while my memory is fresher.

I felt my consciousness starting to pull into the 'physical plane'. But I stopped it and stayed in that state of mind. I was between sleep and awakeness. There was a voice telling me things, teaching me to leave my body. At first, it felt like I was unintentionally holding my arm up. But it told me to not open my eyes to check. At that point I figured it was my spirit's arm that was up and that my focus was more on my spirit than physical reality.

Then I felt my upper body involeentarilly rise up a bit. I figured that was my spirit again. Then at some point my spirit leaves my body and stops 3ft in front of my physical body. Up until this point, I couldn't see anything, only the back of my eyelids. I projected my consciousness into my spirit, so that I could use the body and move around. Though my focus was unstable, and I saw my suroundings blurry for a second, until my consciousness went back into my physcial body, because I had the stray thought of my physical body.

I did that about 2 more times, until the voice told me to stay in my spirit, and it will be better. I did and my surroundings became more clear. I felt like I was floating, and I was. The voice told me to travel to the other side of the livingroom, so I did. Then to travel to the otherside, but walking on the ground. So I Willed my spirit to walk the floor, and I did. I could feel the floor on my feet. Then it told me to practice hovering, floating around the house. I floated over my inanimate physical body and felt a weird energy from it. Like negative energy with pure energy..

The voice didn't think I was ready, but I went outside anyways. There was a nicer, more aboundent energy outside. I slowly began to float up into the sky. But I willed myself to go down. I went down, but when I stopped willing myself to go down, I would just start slowly floating right back up.

The voice told me to walk on the ground and make a connection with it and my feet. I did. I thought of my feet being connected to the earth. And it worked. I didn't float upwards anymore. It felt like standing up, except there was no weight on me, no gravity.

I walked around and felt a bunch of energy, also felt the compacted energy that is dirt on my feet. I walked about 100ft, when I saw one of my old friend's apartments. I started to walk to her apartment, admittedly to see if I could see her naked. Though when I began to walk to her house I felt a sharp feeling in my neck. And I unvoleentarily was veering to the right. I could fight it a little at first, but it got stronger. Then I appeared in another false wakening.

Afterthoughts

What I was taught in my dream seems like a very plausible OBE technique. I plan to try it out in real life. It should be noted that I know it was a dream because I left my physical body at my old house. Also, I think a real master came to my dream to teach me. When I sense it, it almost senses like the teacher is a part of me that only resides and travels around in my dreamspace. Possibly a part of my deep-self that has things to teach me. Also when I sense back on it, the master sensed like a native American. Which I view as generically the best teachers for spiritual arts. Though, my master on the physical plane is native American, so that could've been one of his ancestors.

So the other day i had this dream that i was somehow working for NASA everything was so vivid and cool they told me in russian (i know its weird, i don't even speak russian) to go on top of the shuttle that it was preparing for launch as i was getting to the top many people were coming down like they were scared or something i did not care as i was on the top there were 5 people all getting ready with normal clothes not astronaut suits and were telling me to get ready for take off and get a good grip as he said it my face was something like this was i going to space like this? To my surprise the shuttle taked off without a countdown or anything everybody was excited me too of course. So this "shuttle" got pretty high and it turned into an air balloon i was feeling so happy becouse its kind of a dream of mine to get on one of these. Everybody was excited (There were like 2 guys and 2 girls and me) as we were having the time of our lives flying through countries for such a short time we flew through this poolparty were i saw a friend of mine i told them to go low and i bumped him on the head and looked at him with a smile he just told me " I will call ya tomorrow". We were going very low and we could not make it go up as it did not have the gas thingie to make it fly higher so we made some effort to make it levitate higher but nothing. We stopped for a second when a woman scientist came and upgrade it to an Air Balloon Minivan... weird as fuck so i thought it was a dream and tried to read something but there wasn't anything. So we got on the Air balloon minivan and i was the "pilot" or "driver" idk. To make it fly i had to flap my arm's like a bird and it would go up i was on the bottom of the minivan and i could pop my head through the seat to take a look at everybody as we were flying it felt awesome. We flew through this beach and saw my parents they did not seemed excited to see me on a Hot air balloon minivan i was like " Bye " and they did not say anything so i got into the van through the seat and took their laptop that i am currently writing on. When i go out i saw that they were not there so i thought what the hell NOTE: I knew it was a dream but i was too happy to make an RC becouse i did not wanted it to end as my other attempts. While going through the air someone got out of the van then everybody fallowed him i wanted to see where they were going and it was somekind of a mall i thought "Does this mall have a name?... lets see!". as i was searching for the name of the mall incripted above the front doors it was only some white smudge so i became semi lucid it was a nice feeling but immediatly i was on another beach and everybody was eating something when one of my "coleagues" said "DO IT AGAIN" and so i started flapping my arms and got higher i was getting used to it so everybody looked at my ease and applauded me and cheered from the excitetment i woke up.

I need to say that it was one of the most fun dreams i had in a while

Had my first lucid dream last night. Granted it wasn't very long at all, it was still quite the interesting experience!

-The Game Where You Beat Old Men-
In the theme of back to school, I had been stressed, seeing as though it was the first day of school and I had missed four periods already. I was playing a video game, one that I thought was a game titled The Witcher 2, but it wasn't. My brother walked in on me playing it, and he looked suave as hell. He wore a black suit and his dyed black hair was swept back with gel, black bow-tie as well. He asked me how the game was. Granted, I didn't really know. I guess it was alright, and I replied to him with "Oh yeah, it's pretty fun." I said, though I didn't know the slightest thing about the game, not even how to controls worked. Nonetheless, I continued playing it, and I found myself beating a helpless old man on top of a pillar that overlooked a university with a controller. He screamed in agony, and he wouldn't do anything. I felt really bad, though that's where I fortunately woke up for a bit.

-My First Lucid Dream-
After falling back to sleep, I dreamed that I was in my Junior math class, or my summer school math class. I couldn't tell. Still, summer school was over, so this was weird. There were a bunch of kids still in the class, and the teacher was one I've never seen before. We were watching a movie, and I knew no one in the class. Having finished summer school, I really wanted to leave, and then I thought "This could never happen. This is a dream." and boom, everything felt real. I got out of the chair on my own will, and walked to the front of the room. I decided to make this last, so I flipped off the teacher and shouted obscenities to the kids in the class as I tried to leave. I then tried to do something beyond my lucid dreaming ability; fly. That's what woke me up though. I jumped, and couldn't do it, and I woke up. It was morning when I got up, so I decided to stay up, happy that I actually had a lucid dream for once.

I just wonder what caused it...

I was in some kind of a beach party in my home country i walked into a room and there were people dancing to rap music after i while i saw that Redman was there (he knew me by the way) we shaked hands talked a little then he put on some music and started a rap battle he was saying some stuff i wasn't even listening but everyone was going after every line i felt kinda insulted. Then the music stopped and he said that it was my turn he put on the music and everyone was waiting for me to start rapping, needless to say i could not i was just there shaking my head with a grin on my face they got kinda pissed so then i thought i would show them some sick dance move. They were impressed , but as i was doing my dance i saw that my favourite wristband was gone and went to look at everybody's pocket ( i need to add that while looking through the pockets i felt there was something in there like lighters and celular phone's and etc...) as i was looking for my wristband it magicly appeared on my wrist so i told all of them to fuck off not very pleaseant but i dont care. As i was walking out this guy came next to me and started telling me that when i knew what an MC was i should call him that he has a studio. I said to him to fuck off (i mean i wasn't even singing) i knew i was there with my bro so go to search for him while searching i felt this pain in my mouth like when your arm is going numb but with my mouth the front teeth area to be exact i finnaly found my brother he was talking with some girls i told him "We need to go" as we were leaving i tried moving my teeth with my tongue and they fell out he asked me "Did they do this to you" I responded "No" and then i spit 3 teeth it was a fucking nightmare the feeling and all i looked myself in some kind of a mirror i could see my reflection and saw that i did not have the teeth that had fallen out i was begging to get angry and i woke up from the excitetment

This was around afternoon so i jumped out of my bed and checked my teeth and they were there damn it was a relief

08.12.2012

Yellow Paper Quiz, Lunch, Athletics (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM 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:

I didn't really mind this guy being on the tennis team at all, they were all freshmen, and I was a senior, and I didn't really have that temptation that most seniors would do by making fun of the freshmen.

There was one day where we were practicing after school. I was practicing some Kick serves, and this was probably weeks after I finally elevated how served completely (I was really really really good at serving because I finally had the complete kinetic chain to pull off the kick serves, and other serves down).

Anyway, I go to the other side of the court, and I believe the assistant coach asked me to tell one of the freshmen to move to the other courts on the right side, for the sake of priority for those on higher levels of junior varsity and varsity. I decided I should let Samuel move, because he wasn't really anyone I could play against, because he wouldn't be able to return the ball to me at all in rallies.

It wasn't being bias, I just didn't want to waste time with someone I'd constantly have to find a new ball to start a new rally. I was a VERY nice guy on this tennis team, VERY quiet, but still nice and respectful to ALL people. I asked him NICELY if he could move to the other court per assistant coach's request.

Then he decides to be a little cunt and says no. Okay, don't mind your resistance, so I asked nicely again in a soft tone if he could please move to the other court. He says No again, and even adds his own mini Gettysburg address to me too.

Sweating in the heat, repressed rage starts boiling up and I screamed at that little cunt to just "GO NOW!" while pointing my hand to the right. Everyone that was in range of me stopped and looked at me in shock.

But I didn't care, I looked at him in rage, and he tried to defend himself, but everyone is looking him, so he would only make himself look like a incompetent asshole. He ends up grumbling and complying to my loud but comprehensible scream at him.

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.

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08.12.2012

Flower for Me? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM 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.

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08.12.2012

Ada Wong: Assignment Ada Stage Replica (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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:

(If you look at 1:09 at the video with the guy shooting her, that's the sound she made)

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.

08.11.2012

Lab Meniscus, Movies, Calculus (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I slept around 3AM or so, because of some party (when I didn't really party lol), and talking on the DV tinychat with another forum that went on it by accident (and some were actually interested in lucid dreaming too! And their forum name would be abbreviated as DV as well!).

Funny how things turned out that way. I honestly thought I wouldn't remember any dreams, because I thought I would have to wake up in 3 hours time to pack some stuff to go back to my apartment, but I slept maybe for 7 hours, with a short WBTB in between that, so I guess that helped with the dream recall. Then again, I didn't remember any dreams before during the WBTB though.

I'm happy that I got some decent dream recall with the horrible sleeping pattern I had to deal with from the late night party.

I remember things starting out in a room that looks like the one I was in during my Junior year for Chemistry Pre-AP. The lights that would flicker abnormally was there, and I sat at the seat (or close to it) that I was in in waking life before a few years ago.

It had black top, and a think but durable wooden base to support it, the flooring had a vanilla type of color to it, where you can see the reflections of the lights above it if you really looked into them. More people started to come, and then I tried focusing on who the teacher actually is.

I can't remember her face exactly, in fact, I don't even thing it qualifies as a human being. All I remember was seeing an entity with body parts with different shades of purple. I knew she was a female, and I knew she had a wacky hairstyle, and I think she was even floating at some point.

All I do know was that when she talked to the class, her voice was awesome, and she was an awesome teacher as well! I believe all we had to do was watching a movie for the rest of the class time. As the lights were slowly turning off, I rest my arms on the table and watched the whole movie throughout the class time.

This part coming up is what confuses me.....

There's a dream shift where I have to go to another science related class (or maybe I'm at the same classroom??? It's so hard for me to tell...), and after some random searching in the hallway, I find one that looks like the classroom I needed to go to.

I look at the seating arrangement, and it seems we're doing some kind of lab activity where teach table is designed for a specific lab method for experiments.

I blindly go to a seat, but I think someone informs me that based on what I did before, "Dot Picking" or something like that was what I was assigned to do. It felt weird that dot picking would be an appropriate term for a method to use for an experiment, but I just went with it.

I sit at the table at the right section of the classroom, and I forget who my partner is, it was probably a randomly generated dream character, since I didn't get any kind of hunches that it could be some dreaming life counterpart to waking life.

We had a Graduated Cylinder, a little bigger than your usual one, and we had to fill 1 Liter of some blue liquid. I get up , go to the left side of the classroom where there's a set of lab tables with the same black top as the one I'm assigned to, and I get ready to pour out the blue liquid.

As I'm pouring it slowly, I tried to use common sense lab procedure and fill it all the way until the meniscus hit the 1 Liter (or was it 1 mL?) mark. I swore this would be the easiest thing to do in a lab, but as I ask my random dream character lab partner if I filled it to 1 L (I'm just going to go with Liters), they keep saying "No."

I tilted my head downwards, zoomed in very closely at the meniscus, and I could've sworn it hit the 1L mark! It's barely there, or maybe my perception in the dream was skewed. After a constant series of "No" "No" "No," I forget if I gave up on it and let the partner do it, or maybe I finally did.

Now I know how Patrick the Starfish feels in Spongebob when he opened that Pickle Jar.....because I would be screaming with joy if I could fill it to 1L in this dream.....

I think we had to mix this blue liquid with something else to give this weird muddy color, but that was based on my assumption of looking at someone from another table shaking their liquids together.

Not only that, I wasn't cognizant that they shouldn't have been shaking it in the first place....you can just shake chemicals like you're a madman! This whole classroom was contradiction to all basic lab procedures, and I went with this horrible logic to!

Shame on me....

There's another dream shift, because I honestly don't know how I go here, but now I'm at a university/college type of lecture room where we had a few minutes before class would be over. I think it was 2 minutes to be precise, but boy, those two minutes felt like freaking 5-10 minutes while I'm in here.

There's some random Asian kid who wants to show off this movie he made with the help of family members and friends for another class project. As he starts it on the computer, it shows up on the big screen emitting from the projector.

The background was black where he and his relatives and friends acted in, and how they go about "acting" was so weird. The guy would walk, and someone would walk in line from him, and then try to lightly hit him with a paddle that you would use from a canoe.

What??????????????

This movie is SO LAME, but I kept quiet of course, and then it had random scenes shifting from different angles.....it's was like trying to make turning on an mp3 player the most dramatic thing you could do in life.

Loooool.

Anyway, I eventually just ignored whatever showed up on the screen, and waited until class was over. I can't remember how I knew when it was over, but I eventually left the classroom, and had the thought that I had to go to one more classroom.

By this time, it felt like I was wearing white dress shirt tucked into some long black dress pants that I was wearing. I think I even wore a red tie, along with some fancy black lace-less shoes that were slightly bigger than my actual foot size.

I could feel that the front end that my foot could barely touch bend a little as I began to run lightly to my random destination. I could feel a slight breeze hitting the long sleeve dress shirt I was wearing, and something tells me as I'm dashing towards the long hallway, I had to change my direction and go upstairs.

I head upstairs, and kept going up maybe 1-2 more levels until I saw that two people were just standing there in the middle base before you could go to the next set of stairs. I wondered why they were waiting, and then turned my head to the right to see that there's some kind of maintenance work being done.

The stairs were completely gone to get the next level I needed to go to, and I saw that through the entrance to get to that level, there were normal people (as in teachers) inside their rooms, so it definitely wasn't shut down. The mediums that they used to extend to the next wall was some kind of long and yellow object.

It seemed they were going up into the insides of the ceiling to fix something. I see a man wearing a dark blue dress shirt and jeans, and also had construction helmet on as well (probably orange or yellow).

He's going down a ladder slanted and on the wall, and I get the urge to just walk on these series long yellow objects to get into the level I felt I needed to go to. Before I do, I remembered some features of the two people just standing there watching them do maintenance work.

One was female, she was wearing a pink dress shirt, with the bottom ends not buttoned up. She wore some kind of vanilla or khaki colored shirt underneath the dress shirt. She had long Khaki dress pants as well, with tan brown lace-less (I think they were lace-less) shoes.

She was a blonde, and based on her visage and body weight, she looked like she was in her late 20s or early 30s. The outfit alone looked like she could be a teacher in this school building, and she also had a brown purse hanging on her right shoulder I believe.

She was slightly chubby, she looked like that kind of mother that would try to work out, has a decent body ratio, but still ends up feeling chubby because of children and stress from work or something lol. These body features of hers, even though they were covered up, were actually appealing to me.

Now for the other person, the male, I forget how he looked like...I was more interested in the female's body and facial composition. Her face had an apricot/peach tone to it, wasn't pale at all, and I think she had some makeup, but not a lot, just for enhancing her cheeks a bit.

Anyway, somehow I work my way into balancing on the long and yellow objects (I think they were 12-20 inches wide, so that was a fairly thin path for me to walk on) and get to the floor level. I look left and right, and as I'm turning on the right side, through peripheral vision, I could tell that the setting for the dream was either close to afternoon time, or during early morning time.

The floor I'm on has a blue carpet layering to it, the walls are plastered with a very light sky blue paint on it, and I believe at some point here, I asked someone for directions to my math class. The man looked familiar, but I can't remember his name from the High School I attended years ago.

He was Caucasian, looked like he was in his early or mid 40s, wore a light gray shirt, had a little beard growing on the sides of his jawline, probably, and he probably wore dark blue sport shorts with a gray lining going vertically on the sides....or maybe he just wore long light blue jeans...not sure....but the sport shorts is what came into my mind at first.

I forget what he tells me, but I acknowledge him trying to help me, and he goes on his own way. I wait for a while at the room I think I'm supposed to go into. I even decided to go in a little to peek in, and noticed that 5-15 feet in front of me were 1-2 computers out on a light gray table top with thin metal black legs supporting it. The computers themselves are black, and they looked like one of those Dell PCs.

The whole room has dark and cool colors. The lighting isn't as bright as it should be, and the walls themselves had a lighter version of blue, just like the walls outside. I go back out, and forget what I did in the mean time, but eventually, I see an older man come into the same room I went into.

He's wearing a white dress shirt like I am, red tie, and black dress pants. He looks a lot like my Geometry teacher I had in High School. Let's call him McReynolds.

I quick ask the man,

"Mr. McReynolds?" and he turns his head to the right to see who it was behind him, but I don't remember him saying anything. He went inside the classroom, and I followed him, and I showed up a piece of paper I randomly had. I turned out being the schedule for all my classes, and when I gave it to him, I explained to him why I came in all of a sudden.

I told him that I moved to another school to take a few courses, and then came back here to finish the rest, so that's why I came in on short notice. He nods, and I asked him a question about how Calculus would be like for me.

I can understand why I asked him that, because I'm nowhere close to being a math prodigy, all I would do to pass the class is memorize a few derivatives that I know WILL solve and answer, and leave that work ethic just at that.

Surprisingly, he tells me in a confident tone that a smart guy like me won't have too much of a problem with the course, since Calculus 1 would just be generic formulas and such.

I think he's overestimating me here....

After listening to his words of encouragement, I forget what happens next.

Spoiler for dream plot:

A dream that is somewhat sims 3 themed. The dream involves me datting my brother and trying to have sex with Phillip my real life abuser. This then continues to a strange competition where we are trying to best each other in sex. As well as a real life dream sex show.

Comeing soon.