nightmare

I was going to my old school in the dream.As I was in my way to one of the busy roads in my city,gradually the sky was darkening.It become so dark that stars were seen in day.I was looking up in the sky,suddenly,I saw bunch of shooting stars marching across the sky in parallel.Just I was noticing its movement,I saw one of the shooting stars fell vertically near the horizon,and there was a blast and my dream was over.It was very vivid and I remembered fine details of it.I saw it between 7:30 AM and 9:00 AM in morning.Awesome experience.

DreamLucidAwake

So a few days or so ago I started to create a tulpa of my dream guide, Krystal. Part of my reason for doing this was to see if she could help me with lucid dreaming even more in some way. I remember she talked a lot when I was half asleep during the night. I can't remember what she was saying, but I think they were mantras. I can't really confirm that, but it makes sense to me.

As far as I know, this dream started off with me being lucid. It's possible stuff happened beforehand, but I don't remember. I was walking with Krystal in the middle of nowhere. Not really sure how to describe it. There was a lot of dirt and a lot of rocks. That's about it. The time was also near sunset, so the sky was pretty at least.

As we walked we came across an area where there were many large stones. They seemed kind of organized and looked as if they used to be structures. My first impression was that we were among the ruins of some old village that had been abandoned or destroyed. As we walked among the ruins we came across what looked like an old wheat field. Oddly, there was still wheat growing. It also had a creepy scarecrow on a post in front of the wooden fence.

Unfortunately Krystal didn't seem to talk much, and for the things she did say, I have trouble remembering. Perhaps I'm just a horrible listener. However, I do remember her saying something related to the wheat field being a massive unmarked grave. She also mention something about construction. Krystal then jumped over the wooden fence and dashed into the field. I was confused at first, but I jumped over the fence too and followed her. When I caught up to her, she was pulling a leg out of the ground. She then dragged the leg back towards the scarecrow. I found an arm sticking out of the ground next to me, so I pulled it out and dragged it back to the scarecrow.

Krystal removed the straw from one of the scarecrow's legs and then shoved the human leg back in to replace it. When she did that, the leg somehow locked into place. I then did the same with the scarecrow's arm and the human arm I found. We then went back into the field to look for more body parts, but time must have skipped here or completely forgot it.

Next thing I know, the scarecrow's straw has all been replaced with human body parts except for the head. Krystal transformed her hand to give herself claws. She took a swiped at the scarecrow and cut off its head. After that, Krystal went back into the field and brought back a pumpkin. She placed the pumpkin where the scarecrow's head would be and asked me to carve it for her. I didn't feel like asking questions, so I transformed my hand to give myself claws and started carving. I decided to try to make it as scary as I could for the fun of it. I gave it glaring eyes, a smile that showed many sharp teeth, and a triangle nose.

As I was doing that, Krystal had pulled out what I would assume is a spell book. She started flipping through it and reading it as a green glow formed around the scarecrow. When she finished reading, she closed the book and the glow disappeared. She then she asked me to ignite a flame inside the pumpkin. So I pointed a finger at the pumpkin's mouth and shot a tiny fireball into it. The pumpkin's face lit up brightly and I felt compelled to just stare at it for a moment. The scarecrow's body twitched slightly, and I immediately jumped back and into a fighting stance. Right when I jumped back, the scarecrow tried to grab me, but it missed. We had apparently brought the scarecrow to life.

The scarecrow detached itself from the pole and walked over to a tree stump. There was a hatchet that had been left wedged into it. It pulled the hatchet out and turned back towards me. For some reason I wasn't thinking too clearly and wasn't sure how to react. The scarecrow then charged towards me at a super fast speed. I finally decided that it would be a good idea to transform into a dragon. Before I had the chance to transform though, he was already right in front of me. He knocked me back across the ground and into a wall. As I got back on my feet, I was kind of dazed and I wondered why Krystal wasn't helping me at all.

The scarecrow appeared in front of me, and before I could even react, he grabbed me with one hand and swung his hatchet with the other. The blade went into the right side of my neck and I felt a sharp pain. The pain at least wasn't as bad as you would expect it to be though. He then wriggled the hatchet back out and then started hacking away at my neck more furiously until it fell off. My head hit the ground and rolled a bit before the scarecrow stopped it. He picked up my head and then smiled. It seemed as though he desired a human head to go with his human body.

My vision was starting to fade when I saw Krystal appear behind him in wolf form. She attacked him and I blacked out. After a moment I heard Krystal's voice telling me to use my illumina spell. It was kind of difficult since I didn't really have a point of focus or a target for it, but I eventually formed a purple light around me. Suddenly I could see again, but it was weird because it looked as if I was wearing a jack-o-lantern over my head. That was kind of close to the truth. I tried turning my head to look around, but I couldn't. Krystal angled me to be able to look up at her. It became apparent to me that I was still just a head and Krystal was carrying me.

Krystal carried me to my body (which was oddly still standing up), and attached me to my neck. I could feel my body again and I had control. I looked around and saw the scarecrow guy lying on the ground headless. Not far from him I also found my head. After putting two and two together, I realized that I had the scarecrow's pumpkin head as my own head now. I felt kind of sick at this point and fell over. I passed out and woke up for real.

These past couple of nights I have had dreams with depressing themes:
Death
Crime
Violence
Rape

Dream sign would have to be dead dogs... and a nearby town (the location of murders in my dreams)
I think I had a couple false awakenings, where I recount my dream and then wake up later without anything written in my dj

This dream was the longest Ive had in months and even though i would occasionally wake up, i still managed to keep it going.

The first dream scene started out with me going to this mansion and for some reason i decided to do some exploring in it. I cant remember if i was with someone but all i recall is going down to the basement to check it out. It was extremely dark and while being carefull i still managed to trip on something and fall to the floor. When i looked up the place all of a sudden lit up because im assuming my eyes adjusted. What i witnessed was so grotesque and disturbing it would definitely make any other person scream in fear. The walls were covered with faces and body parts all meshed together in disturbing ways. The faces would scream and groan in pain and agony. For some reason i couldn't move and when i looked at my feet I saw hands grabbing on to me. Next thing i know the walls are pulling me towards the faces and other meshed flesh. I remember seeing myself being meshed in with the rest of the people and becoming one with them. I woke up as soon as i assumed i was dead.

Keep in mind the entire dream was like a movie being shot. My POV would be from a camera guy capturing the scenes in different angles and because i knew this i did not feel scared nor was it a nightmare. It was more like watching a C ranked Horror movie.

I fell back asleep quickly and continued the dream. This time it started outside where I saw a bunch of cars arrive and in them were about 6 to 8 College kids most likely visiting for summer vacation to have fun. I saw them enter the house with suitcases and they began to walk around and get settled in. There were about 3 guys and the rest of them girls. Shortly after this scene one of the guys yelled and the rest of them rushed to him. The first person to get there was this girl who asked what was wrong. The guy said "I was trying to take a shower and it keeps fucking with me" She asked what he meant and he said "take a look". He turned on the water and it came out of the shower head normally but after a few seconds it started to turn yellowish brown and suddenly water started spouting out of the air vents and any openings in the bathroom. The girl screamed and the guy quickly turned the water off. The guy said "See" and when he said that, they started to hear moans and groans coming from the walls. I woke up at this point but went back to sleep to continue. The scene was now following the guy who first discovered the water. My view was behind his shoulders and he seemed to be walking disoriented and confused like as if hes been in a fight. I knew in my dream he was the main character. When he stepped outside i saw his face turn to complete horror when he saw that the disfigured and bloody meshed up bodies in the basement somehow were able to get up and form bodies that I will now call Zombies. The Camera of the dream switched to a scene where it passed by the front of the house in which the zombies were eating the guys friends. I recall a girl laying on a table with her stomach ripped open and the zombies were eating her. I saw another girl running away screaming but foolishly running into a zombie and falling on top of it; more came and began eating her. Everyone else was dead on the floor. As the dream ended the camera started moving away and I could see the main character just watching on the door step in complete hopelessness.

The dreaming was not over yet but ive ran out of time to type the rest. I will continue it when i can.

-Adallia the Mystery-

I was at my high school, there was a large commotion filled with ambulances, police cars and... moving vans. Still, I was but a teenage girl, in this dream at least. I was a brown-haired, short-short teen who seemed a bit bitchy, to say the least, and for some reason, I needed to get into the room that the officials seemed to be protecting the most, and so I was able to walk right on by, easily too. As I walked to the room, I kept hearing something about this girl Adallia. Something about her being either dead or missing, or both. I went into the room, who I assumed was Adallia's. Inside, there was just a bunch of boxes, almost like instrument boxes, though I walked outside, looking at the night street corner and suddenly seeing a young female's lifeless body in my vision, snapping back and forth over and over again, only at different angles. I could only see her body and the environment around her. I screamed loudly, everyone stared, I screamed "It's Adallia! All I can see is Adallia!". After that, I only remember seeing a view of the arm of a fallen dead person, pale and lifeless with a glove on that represented a fox's paw of some sort, something about how Adallia was still alive and that this was only a cod to cover up another murder she committed. That didn't explain why I could only see her body, or someone's body.

I was horrified.

It was a very upsetting nightmare where I was trapped in a building with some people. There were other people chasing us and they had people who looked like us trying to trick us. I really hated it, so I'm not going to write more about it.

This is a nightmare I had a few nights ago.

I was holding a young girl, an infant, in my arms. I was inside a building when a man pushed me into a room, slammed the door, and locked it. Inside, I saw a woman cowering in a corner, sobbing so violently she was shaking. I heard something being released through small rifts in the floor, and I felt suffocated. I was in a gas chamber. (Just to let you know, I was 20 ish in the dream. Six years older than I am now) I held the baby against my chest and fell to my knees, not wanting this baby to die. She cried and cried until I shushed her, calming her. They opened the door and took her from me, and I heard her screaming. The other woman lay dead before me. I stared in horror at the corpse before screaming for them to give her back to me. The baby, that is. The man from before laughed and kicked me hard in the abdomen, causing me to fall backwards.

From this point on, it was like I was outside my body, watching the proceedings from afar. I saw him laugh as a woman ran up, a large wooden beam in her hands. She drove it through my stomach, and I heard a myself cry out, blood trickling from my mouth. She pulled it out of me, making blood spill EVERYWHERE. She drove it in again...and again....and again. I was begging for death. She laughed, torturing me until there was so much blood around me I thought I had to be completely drained. I saw her drive the stake into my heart, and, hearing myself softly grunt, I watched my body slump forward.... dead. In the background, I heard a child crying until silence came and I woke up.


Note: This is the first time I've ever seen myself die in a dream.

Well, although this dream wasn't exactly life-changing like the last one, it WAS lucid however so I feel it worthy of taking note.

So, I was at this old hotel place and it was night. The atmosphere was very creepy in general, with the lights in the hotel having that sort of eerie, dim glow, even when switched on. Anyways, during the whole thing it was amost like watching a horror movie, with everything having that creepy green tint. Then... it got really wierd. I remember hearing a knock at the door (Ok I guess it was a motel, not a hotel. ) Anywho... in the dream I just had this dread that something bad was gonna happen and decided against answering. The knocking subsided, but then I realized... I had left the door UNLOCKED! I ran over to lock it when I heard more knocking. Then... someone started to try and open the door. I resisted with all my might but I was feeling strangely weak and was helpless.

Then... the door burst open and this very scary looking horse type creature with pure black eyes and a satanic look on its face came charging into the room at me. Luckily... I managed to dodge it and escape out the window. I went running through the parking lot looking for help, but like all horror movies... even when there should be help around... of course there wasnt.

After running till I could run no more.. I finally came to a house. Luckily... the guy inside was a cop so if I could just get his attention I would be home free! At this point I became fully lucid, and in control of my body. I was like... "Oh, wait... I'm dreaming! Before I work on my dream goals though... better take care of the problem at hand so as not to ruin the experience." So then... I proceeded to get the cop's attention so he could shoot this darned horse scary creature thing and I could get on with my experiments. However... as is the stereotypical cop.. he was glued to his tv watching football with coffee and a donut at the ready.

Being a good citizen however, and always showing appreciation to our service-men, I politely knocked on his door. The strange thing was... despite having perfect control of myself, no matter how hard I knocked, I just couldn't get the door to make any noise! I tried yelling as well, but my efforts were all futile. At this point, the horse creature was right behind me but I simply asked it to wait for a moment until I could figure this out. Apparently I am finally overcoming my DC interference issues, because the creature obeyed as if it was my dog.

Now... I had to come up with a creative solution to get the cop's attention. I happened to have a notepad with me so I wrote him a message. I then tried breaking a window to throw it to him, but I was unable to break the glass for some strange reason and instead, simply slid it under the door. However, then he got up from his chair because commercials came on. Although I was still unable to make a peep, I was able to exhibit some amazing control here. I simply willed him to come back downstairs and find the note. To my own amazement in the dream... this worked after only a matter of a few seconds. He came downstairs, read the note, got his gun, and that was that.

Unfortunately at this point however... I can't remember ever getting to work in my dream goals because that is as far as I remember. Maybe he invited me in for donuts and coffee??? Hehe.

[Thursday, October 11th, 2012]
(I had just fallen asleep from waking up the first time. Before this dream, I had the Carnival dream.)

There was an odd man and a teary-eyed child walking up a quiet path to a large cave.
At the top of the path, the man shoves the kid inside, after stripping his clothes off and assures him, "It'll be all right, go inside. I'm going to help you. This has to be done."
The bare child has no choice, really. He lacks sureness in his feet, as he walks into the cave, almost as if he's afraid to fall from a cliff. It was so dark, you really couldn't tell if there was a dropoff or not. The kid takes a little, but now he's in the center of the cave. You can see him hunched into a ball somewhere in the dark with your dim nightvision that no one else but us has. The man wants to do this where no one will find them.

Suddenly- I'm the boy. I see nothing but pitchblack. The light from outside doesn't enter this cave. "I'm coming in~" a whisper violates the silence, but is carried along like a screaming wind. I take a step backwards- but I hear my footsteps crunch in the sand a few times. I stop and listen- I hear
a "crunch... crunch... crunch... crunch..." at such an irregular beat. Something is different now and off- my skin began to crawl. The cool air suddenly became so cold, it hurt my skin. The crunching is growing closer and closer and closer. It had to be less than a yard away... I throw up my hands in pure terror in a pathetic attempt at self-defense. I touched nothing- just waved my arms around quietly.

Then someone SEIZES my hands violently and shoved them down to my side. They lean their face closer to mine. I became semi-lucid- just in time to witness some... THING... with a sunken face staring at me dead in the eyes with soulless milky-black charcoal eyes. The face quickly morphed into Alex.

"Do you wanna see my noon?" she whispered through the dead silence of the cave. "Do you wanna see my noon?"

She stares me dead in the eye with a blank expression on her face. Then she slowly opens her mouth wide- and two fists pushed together... slowly crawls out of her open mouth as if someone inside was pushing them out. They began to open and creep towards my face to grab it.

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP."

(Imagine making two fists in front of you like you're holding a steering wheel tight. Push your hands together like that. Then, holding the bottom of your hands together where it joins the wrist imagine them opening and unrolling like a flower. That's how she tried to grab my face.)


<I woke up.>

I am in a large building. I have a room there. Late in the experience I notice a door has appeard next to my room in the long gray hallway. I open up the tall gray metal door to a strange room with shelves and shelves of food supplies. I go to joyously exclaim my findings to my roomate when I get the sense of danger. Someone very bad is in the hallway. I might even see them if the door was closed and my blind spot were elimintated. They know I'm on the other side. A man in uniform appears.

Wow... It's started happening again... My bed randomly floating around and flying and whatnot... (Explained here -> http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/sup3...ays-fun-36861/ )

So it happened again... Only this time, it was a bit worse. It kept occurring multiple times as opposed to just one, which used to be what it was like. My bed randomly floating off the ground, not being able to see it happen generally, but I could feel it as usual. It happened 2 or 3 times, then it stopped and I was awake. I woke up multiple times. Almost every time I tried to go to sleep, I would get that sinking feeling. I couldn't go to sleep for a while, Maybe about 2 hours. Keep in mind that this was at about 4:30 AM already.

There is a good side to this though. I was able to see things happen, only once however. I looked up and saw that I was floating. I didn't see my bed floating, but for some reason I could still feel it beneath me. I floated up a bit and was then launched at my wall. Then it went black for a fraction of a second and I was back in bed laying down. Eventually, I was able to get to sleep. This was terrifying, but in the dream, I knew I was dreaming... I'm now starting to think that these dreams are maybe a weird type of Lucid Dream... And if they are, then that's good because they're pretty easily accessible to me.

I had too many dreams last night, so I can't remember everything...

The first one, I was in the kitchen. I know I was talking to some friends and they were scared because it was too dark. I'm afraid of the dark, which means I was terrified. I decided to turn on the lights, but they were either weak or not working. I managed to get a bit of light there anyway, so I went back to doing the dishes (even though I hadn't been doing them before). A glass was haunted, but I told my friends all we had to do was wash it. It didn't work, so I went with my second best idea... I threw it on the floor. A dark mist came out of it and it attacked me. I sort of had sleep paraysis in the dream, as if not moving was because of the ghost/spirit/whatever it was.

My other dream, I was following McGonagall around Hogwarts. Hogwarts turned into a mall, I kept following her, she was ignoring me. For some reason, I was hitting on her, even though she is older than my grandmother. I got tired of being ignored and decided to look for a bathroom. I ran into this little girl who used to be on TV, she wad telling people to go to a bookstore. I didn't go in, but I smiled at her, waved and said hi. As I kept walking, I heard he saying how happy she was that I had been nice, because people were all treating her terribly. I found the bathroom, one stall was filthy, the second one was dirty, but I thought I could use it. Then I noticed it didn't have any paper, so I left, cursing the bathroom, and woke up.

The third dream, I was in a sort of hotel. I saw Lily Evans and I asked her out. She really didn't like me, but she decided to give me a chance. I was happy and went to my bed supef happy. I was sharing a room with some boys who were my friends, but I didn't want to talk to them, so I kinda ran away from them. Then I fell asleepand woke up with a letter from Lily, telling me that we were going to meet in thirty minutes. I got up and started to get ready, but then my father showed up. He was VERY mad and shouting a lot because I had made too much noise. He kept telling me I'd be sorry for waking him up at five am and that sleeping was too important.

My last dream, I was driving and I think I was going to the doctor. I parked the car and then I went inside a building, there was an LGBT party going on. I found people from my city and hoped to get a ride back home with them (even though I had driven there). Then some people invaded our party and I think they were going to hit us or kill us. Either way, three people jumped through the window and one of them died, so I gave up in that. Then I hid in a cabinet and planned on leaving once they weren't there anymore.

That's all I can remember...

Damn, this took a while to type. I had to shorten the second to last dream, since you know, I have to do human things in this humanistic planet we're on....like taking care of laundry, then studying for math midterm, and finishing up any Organic Chemistry Lab homework when I come back from the Laundromat.

Heh, had a dream about Laundromats....and since that came up twice in one night, I figure I should search a general dream meaning...and found dreams with laundromats are associated with trying to change your overall character, rejuvenation, enlightenment.....well I guess that's 95% right, considering I'm trying to see my difficulties and negativity in life in a different way that isn't going to cause a breaking point for me...

10.13.2012

Ryoma Echizen and Kevin Smith (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see Kevin Smith from "The Prince of Tennis" outside near a random house or apartment complex. The building itself consists of a very very VERY light sky blue color, and the window frames on the outside are bordered with white wood-like material. It seems Kevin Smith was doing something in order to get accepted into a team.

What the heck, Kevin's hair isn't blonde!! Whatever, only picture I can find with both of them, since I'm too lazy to post two separate pics.

I don't know for what purpose, but after he gets accepted ( I can't remember how), the dream shifts where Ryoma is trying to get into a team too outside. There's no one to try and prove anything to get int, it's just them alone. Ryoma gets accepted, but he doesn't seem too excited about the whole thing.

Then after he's gone, I think I'm near the side yard of the house doing something, but I forgot.

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10.13.2012

Code Lyoko Krabs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This whole dream has that futuristic Sci-Fi theme to it, it's so apparent that it's a complete turn around from my waking life related random dreams. I can't recall too well on this, but I remember facing a Code Lyoko Krab (yes with a K), and I tore all four of its legs.

I did so (or maybe it was someone else, but it felt like I did it) by getting behind it and grabbing its two back legs and forming them into a V-shape together, and then somehow got the front legs to to form a V two along with the back legs. Maybe there was someone else helping, but it's hard to recall. I finally ripped out their legs, and head of the Krab tilts over and falls.

The Krab also seemed to be in the color range of violet or something of that nature. The dream shifts to where I feel like I'm a flight attendant, but like in the future. There's a simulation on a portable screen on the wall. It's essentially giving me a checklist of what I need to double check on to make sure the pilots are going to have a safe trip, and enough food to sustain themselves.

I had a feeling my mother became one of those future sci-fi pilots, and I was assigned to occupy her safety and additional equipment. The list is followed by a computer generated voice, and it did basic checks like what kind of food do I have in front of me, and if I have milk or something else.

I look down, and I see there' two candy bars, and I had the urge to just take them for myself. I think one bar was a Payday peanut caramel bar, and the other must've been a Twix that was half opened and contained in a silver wrapper material, and had warm colored font for the name "Twix," which I think was red.

I can't remember much after that.

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10.13.2012

Tactical Laundromat Shoot out! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Will I turn the knob to Permanent Press? Or will I put in a few more quarters to dry my clothes faster?!?!?!? Should I mix the whites with the colors and set them all to Cold?!?!?

FIND OUT below!!!!

I'm inside a laundromat, and there's maybe 4-5 rows of washers in front of me, on each side. The last rows on the left and right had a lot of dryers stacked up and down, and even all the way back from the rows in one long column.

There seemed to be some weird situation going on in the Laundromat, there were these mini-figures that were causing havoc on top of the Laundromat. I don't know why, but I just had the urge to pitch in and do some Tactical Laundromat Eradication of the Enemy....

Yeah...it's THAT random. It felt like a turn-based RPG game, where I would set out certain mini-futuristic figures on top of the huge washers, and hope that they can kill whatever "enemy" is on top. It felt awkward not knowing what's going on the top, because the washers are still too tall for me. So I just place my faith in my random selection of people with shotguns, machine guns, etc.

I think I'm doing this creation thing from my mind, and throwing them up on top of the washers. I hear some small shooting it seems I'm doing pretty well. In the mean time, it seems everyone but me is clueless on the whole matter, and I start to wonder if I'm schizo or something, because I'm hearing all these small sounds, and yet these people are moving like they're lifeless.

After a while, I can't remember what happens next, the small little shootings and sounds of the futuristic battle dies down, and I end up having a piece of shit on my hand. I'm not really shocked by this, I'm just focused on getting it off my hand and cleaning my hand. I don't know why I'm carrying shit on my hand, literally, but I am power walking, or jogging lighting around the Laundromat for some Water source with soap on the side.

The dream characters are still retarded and just have the weird facial expressions. I remember seeing a dark-skinned female who was about 6''5' and wore a pink vest. She was kind of overweight, but like in a good way. Because of her height, it seemed most of her weight was distributed properly, so it's hard to presume she really is overweight.

She also looked like she's in her 50s or higher, and yet still has an amazing body for her age. I think she ends up showing off her stomach to someone at some point, and it was flat, like six-pack abs flat.

I remember some huge Asian or Hawaiian guy wearing a Burnt Orange shirt near one of the washers. I don't know what I do with him, but I do know that I passed by him at one point where I had poop on my hand.

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10.13.2012

Baseball Bat Killer (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember things feeling overly dramatic in this dream, I'm trying to run away from someone is trying to kill other people with some form of club, bat, stick, etc. I end up seeing the other people get knocked out, or die from severe head concussions from the killer giving them hard blows with objects in his hands. I can't recall the killer's visage too well, but I do know he was in the form of a child.

I basically spend the dream running at random points, there's a lot of dream shifts, so I guess that there's a lot of gaps in my recall of this as well. Eventually the final part that I remember, someone, maybe me as well, ended up jumping these huge set of stairs and to the ground safely. The killer can't reach us, because he doesn't want to take that big of a jump.

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10.13.2012

Alyzarin makes Sexual DJ entry about me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm talking to Alyzarin on MSN Chat, I'm assuming, and then she states that she wrote a long sexual dj entry about me. She mentioned it involved her sitting on my face, and rubbing her ass back and forth on me.

I was like, lw43etuirwfode4er90dfowel45fowe9cvsdeioklr,edkfiw. @?!!@?E#?!$@RF....

I forget what happens next, and there were other things she mentioned that would be on the entry, but I rather not talk about them......

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10.13.2012

Riding a Skateboard, Sudevi, Laundromat Dryer of Ajna Chakra, Tran-sexual Store, Richard Cheese & Dancing, and Someone has a Mini-Heart Attack? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, it's one big clusterfuck of a dream! And wooohooo, I honestly thought I wasn't going to remember ANYTHING, but I guess the recall is coming naturally now. And I did a WBTB this time, and this dream occurs after the WBTB+WILD failed attempt. So GO me for recalling all this shit! WOOOHOOOO

How is it going to help me for math midterm? I don't know! But at least my memory is improving!!! So I guess that's a plus! I don't even know what I'm trying to say here................ANYWAY, on to the dream!!!

I'm at an area that looks like it's fairly busy, sort of like a mini-downtown New York, except that there's not a lot of apartments and houses apparent, just stores and restaurants that I didn't even take .000043 seconds to look at. The whole area is kind of dark, but the whole setting itself still portrays that it's at least morning or afternoon time.

I believe I'm wearing my brown leather jacket, and regular blue jeans. I can't tell what shirt I'm wearing, and it's kind of hard to see my face when I go in 3rd person view. I know it has to be me, I don't how, I just know. There's a lot going on, and it's hard to recall them all, since there's a lot of events coming in at once in this dream.

I end up going in first-person view, and I'm now riding a skateboard going on an uphill. I'm on a lane that seems to be of a different texture to the one left of me, like you know the extreme ends of a lane on a freeway have more abrasive texture to keep you aware that you're going off the lanes? Yeah it was like that, except, I didn't feel anything at all, I just knew this texture was different.

There was someone else with a skateboard to my right as well, but I felt that this lane that I'm on is too narrow for two people to be close together laterally instead of in a line. However, it doesn't seem to be a problem, because my skateboarding skills are like over 9,000.

There's a red car to the left of me that's getting close, and I think they're being careful not to get to close because they didn't want to risk getting any damages on their car or myself I presumed. It wasn't a problem for me at all, I felt as if I was going to get off the lane, but I managed to do some precise maneuvering.

After a while, the uphill slope gets higher and higher, and I naturally, out of nowhere, jump off the skateboard, and was able to get it decelerated enough to where it stops completely for me to pick it up. I think I was doing a tail drag, but I'm not really experienced with skateboarding terms, and the only time I rode a skateboard was when I had a Digimon skateboard when I was like 10 or even younger.

I pick up my skateboard, and I put it under my right arm. I have some difficulty doing this, since I tried to get the wheels from the front and back of the skateboard to not touch my brown leather jacket. It probably takes me 2-3 attempts to get the flat side under my arm, and I proceeded to go to the right at the peak of the uphill.

I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm just observing where I'm going. It seems that there's a bus shuttle that is coming soon, and I'm wondering if I should go ahead and take it, but again, I don't know where I'm going in this dream. The bus opens up in a weird way.

Instead of opening just one door, or an automated side door for those to exit from the back, the whole right side of the bus opens and lands on the ground. It doesn't touch the ground, so it's probably supported electronically. The bus stays there for a while, so I guess it has a 5 minute waiting period or something, just like for my University's bus loading zones.

What I mean is final stop for the buses to wait for 5 minutes or so before doing another run.

I look at the inside of this half opened bus, and I see a few familiar faces of people I've met in waking life. There's that one girl who dyed her hair red, and is still a but chunky near the stomach. She's wearing a really dark blue hoodie, and probably some type of denim dress skirt underneath.

I decided that I'm not going to get on the bus, since I don't know where the hell I'm going at this point. I end up going inside anyway somehow, and then I realized....WHERE AM I GOING TO STOP AT???

There's some random man in the bus to the left of me I believe that tells me that I should check for the bus stop numbers. I do so, since any kind of direction in this dream would help. I eventually find one bus stop sign that looks a lot like my University's sign. The number for the bus was "05" on the sign, and I presumed this is the same but I'm on.

Then when I looked at the random stores and restaurants passing by, I saw a Laundromat, and something quickly triggers into my mind that...oooh, I have to go to the laundromat!

But why? I have no bag of clothes to wash and dry....

I just let myself go with it, and waited until the bus arrives near the stop at the laundromat. I get off, and there's a dream shift where I'm in a dark area. It seems some people are fixing up this random place. I see two females together preparing some kind of wood glue, and I carefully walk over these spots of glue, since I didn't want to waste their efforts of doing so in the first place.

I try to find the near light, no matter how less dim it would be compared to the rest of this dark area. I go towards the exit, or outside actually, and I meet Sudevi, the mystic that has a YouTube channel.

I get closer, and it really is her! In the most minimum value, a projection of her, but a vivid and nice one at least! I told her that I've seen some videos of her (I actually watched about 2 yesterday of her for the first time), and how cool it was to finally get to meet her her. I don't think I declared how excited I was to meet her in a dream, just her being "here," which is probably that biggest "piss me off moment" for not being able to do a reality check in this dream.

She seems to be a bit shy towards me, probably shocked that I'm exerting so much effort into portraying my amazement of her personality on the videos I watched her on. I presumed she owned the Laundromat in here, or at least is a frequent customer.

I asked her, stuttering for a little bit, maybe 3 seconds (paraphrasing here),

"How much does it cost to use a washer and dryer?"

She responds by declaring in a questioning tone, and I mean that I couldn't tell if she was saying it in jest or being earnest about it,

"The dryer isn't operable because of its Ajna chakra." I take a moment to absorb all of this, and I just stand there looking puzzled. She then puts on a smile, and I realized she's just joking around. She's probably one of the more lively dream characters with a sense of humor, which is why she kind of made me stumble a bit when she stated the joke.

I look at some area in front of us, and I looked up to find a sign that stated, "Tranny Women" something something. I think it was like a hangout for Tran-sexual Women, but the derogatory term kind of turned me off a bit. Then out of the blue, I told Sudevi that I have a fetish for Transgenders and essentially Post-op Transsexual females (MTF).

*cough* *cough* *cough* *COUGH* MOVING ALONG........No comment.

The sign was in white rectangular form, and the font was dark blue for the name of the area, and there's an image of those pictures of silhouette women you see on a car front or something like that.

For some weird reason, this area feels like Hawaii, or maybe it's related to the environment in a video I watched of Sudevi with tropical trees, gray clouds that are actually a beauty to see, and having a calm atmosphere.

She then looks at me with a neutral facial expression of questioning, probably to see if I'm returning the favor with the humor, but I was actually being serious with her. So after that conversation killer, I just declared,

"Ahh....I probably shouldn't have said that huh.........."

I find something random to say to distract her, but can't remember what...there I go again, being serious...and then having to do something stupid to distract people...I swear this habit of mine in a dream is kind of scary.

What if I said, "I love it when women put their ass cheeks on my face and rub it back and forth." And then try to change the obviously TMI awkward conversation with some random joke like, "Why is 8 afraid of 7?"

*sigh*

She's wearing the outfit I put above, but I think it's mostly a green shirt or transparent dress with a red collar instead. After her little joke with the Dryer with a bad Ajna Chakra, she tells me the price for using a washer and dryer.

"It's $2.00 for the washer and $1.00 for the dryer."

For some odd reason, I thought that the pricing was outrageous, and asked her how much can the washer contain. She stated that it can take a big load, and the dryer the same, but just a bit smaller.

Then I came back to my senses and stated,

"Oh, it's just like the laundromat at my University....okay." and I tell her my thanks and left, probably to somehow magically find a bag of my laundry that I didn't have with me AT all in this dream.

I wished I could've hanged around her a bit more. I know she's mostly likely just a projection of Sudevi, but she had the potential to be someone I could REALLY talk too...despite it essentially being a projection of myself in a vague way. Her sense of humor that shocked me is what entices me still when I'm recalling this dream. Okay enough of that slightly romantic attraction for a DC.


The dream shifts, and it seems I'm either in the same laundromat, but with bright light sources, or a different one. There's a few Indian people coming in, and they all have Black trash bags stuffed with clothes or something like that.

I remember that on my left, there's a fairly taller Indian man who is pretty skinny. He's wearing a dark blue sweater type of jacket, and regular long jeans. He seems to be taking out of his black trash bag some candy and other random stuff. I think the other people started doing the same, but I can't recall if they were taking out candy as well.

The dream shifts again where my father comes into the laundromat, but here's the thing, he doesn't LOOK like my father at all, and yet I still had the conviction that he is my father.....

He starts singing like Richard Cheese, here's a video below of his voice.

I get attracted to this man's voice (not the guy mind you), and I didn't have any awareness of the name of the voice this supposed father of mine is doing an impression of until I texted Alyzarin this morning.

He starts augmenting the tone of his voice, and I can't remember what the song was about, but it obviously altered the environment in the Laundromat from a white light atmosphere to one of a vibrant orange light.

The dream shifts where I see Calvin from Tyler Perry's "House of Payne" wearing a brown leather jacket, and brown leather long pants. He's doing some weird dance moves with someone, and I'm not sure if that's even dancing.

It's just sticking out his legs and arms in random positions....


After a while, dream shifts again, and I see Ryoma Echizen from prince of tennis.

At first, I see his legs, then it pans over to his torso and then his face. He's just standing there, and I think he's looking at me or someone else. Behind him, I see a blur of someone, and it looks like Nanjiro Echizen, his father.

Nanjiro Echizen is wearing his default clothing in the series, which is just a simple black samurai type of robe (after all, he is referred to as a Samurai in Tennis in the series). Ryoma Echizen suddenly grabs the right side of his top torso, and is holding on to it very tightly.

It seems he's having a heart attack, but he's grabbing on the wrong side....maybe just a reflex for him to touch the closest area on his chest?

Anyway, he falls down slowly, and Nanjiro notices he is falling, and quickly comes over to him.

After that, that's all I can remember. I think that same scene at the end of this long ass dream is an association when Nanjiro was trying to rescue his son from possibly drowning in the OVA episode 24 or 25 I believe.

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10.13.2012

Runescape Waterbirth Island Dungeon Running (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see a runescape character wearing a Proselyte torso and legs, along with some kind of Pope like hat with a layer that conceals his face. It was basically a white helm with gold linings on the side with a long point going upwards.

He is also wielding an Arcane Spirit Shield, except the Arcane Sigil (white thing) isn't on it at all, and a Staff of Light as well.

I don't know if it's me controlling him, but they're running inside the Waterbirth Island Dungeon.

Heh, reminds me when I used to Tribrid solo Dagannoth Kings before....fun times....

Maya and I are in a house. Mom. This house is long and narrow. There is a yellow white lighting to the place like there are a lot of lamps overhead and about. It is crowded and cluttered. We are playing a game. I cannot recall how we entered the game but there is a dark, authoritative figure present and the game begins. We are chased and harassed by two huge dogs. Like pit bull, greyhound, wolf hybrids. They have snarling teeth and dirty mugs.

We are scratched and bitten but never mortally or even severely wounded. I spot a large stuffy sofa below and open window. I look to a bite/scratch on my finger and see it bloody and bubbling with pus. Out the window is another row type house and and average neighborhood. Now I am lucidly aware that this is very much got the feel of my birth house on Alberta. We jump out the window onto the stuffy chair.

Well lets see what i can recall from this horrid dream.
It started with a jumbled mess of wedding planning to being in school. Very realistic for me family fighting and then making up. Well after all this is going on my dad and granddad suddenly die. I do not remember how or why. I just remember crying saying who was going to walk me down the aisle. I woke up crying. Now you see usually i would think this is just because im nervous about my wedding and school but my mother had a dream her sister died and my best friend had a dream her father died. All around the same time. I need to get to the bottom of this