non-lucid

Morning of March 15, 2013. Friday.



I am in a sort of drama unrelated to anything in real life or movies I had seen. There is a fight outside between an Asian man and some sort of American or Australian English missionary. There are also two other men with the missionary, who seems to be shot with an arrow through the chest, but he turns out to be alive. The fight is related to the fact that the Asian man had claimed the other man had not rescued his wife from a location she could not leave as he had promised a year or two prior. This turns out to be a Cantonese factory, where she works at a very low wage and can not go home. The man says he will find the other man’s wife (being held in a factory owned by the mother, it seems) and so I leave with the group of three and the Asian man remains in the city area and seems very sad.

We come to a large building (of about four floors high) that has a very large elevator disguised as a main door and facade area that leads into the normal (public) part of the building (about eight times the size as a normal one in real life). It also goes down to a hidden factory area. It has folding retractable stairs that only come out when the hidden area is reached to allow access to the secret factory through an extended hall from where the elevator stops. (The steps are built into the side of the elevator itself.)

It is easy to fit in, because there are people from all nationalities working there. There is a chubby, white American woman of about thirty who seems the most extroverted. One of the “spies” I am with is given a multiple choice test with only one distractor (so the chance of being randomly correct is a full 50%) to see if he can read Cantonese well enough to do his work. It is a small, rough black-and-white drawing of a snake-like dragon (which is always a negative symbol in my dreams that I believed related to either lung cancer or the mother of a bride in the past - the “slaying of the dragon” equating to rescuing a girl from her manipulating mother, which seems to fit this dream theme somewhat - the rescuing of a man’s wife from the “control” of a strict factory setting where the mother is “manager”). The man just randomly picks answer “b” over “a” (both are a total of about seven or eight characters each) and turns out to be correct, but it does contain some of these characters:



Supposedly a play on “DRAG king”, apparently, a woman who dresses as a male or runs a factory as a male(?) - MAN-ager?

The correct one seemed to involve “low-lying” stealth (as a “real” dragon - “lung”) by the mother of the bride with a sort of triple pun involving “drag” (as dragging on the ground from being “low” and being “lowly” in an act of stalking or manipulating someone - I have gotten many intriguing, complex or layered pun-like patterns from dreams of the past I likely would never have thought of consciously).

I am thinking much of the writing (but not all) looks more Korean than Cantonese, but I then notice a muddled mix of Asian languages on some of the other documents. One phrase seems to mean “a hat for my boyfriend”, another, “a collapsible vase for my darling mistress”, which seems odd, since the products are supposedly public-oriented and from a large “secret” factory.

The American lady seems friendly and helpful and does not seem to be there against her will like some of the others may be (I am not certain). I also do not know about the missionary or where the Asian man’s wife might be, perhaps a different area, but that becomes less important in my dream. On a regular basis, our job is simply to put together products from the parts we receive in black satchels of slightly varying sizes. We open them, read instructions, and pass the items down the longer tables along with the satchels (I think with the satchel flat, then the documentation, and the item on top that).

I receive my satchel and open it. In it is a kit that is mostly already put together, along with the related merchandise tags (to sign?) and instructions. It is a very dark blue (almost black) umbrella with two tiers. The top tier can come down to cover the first, more normal part of the umbrella. It seems kind of unusual. To me, it would logically seem that rain could probably go under the top section and leak through the main part (normal main part, but with an opening for the ribs of the top part and some sort of retractable device for the smaller hat-like section to come down and fit more snugly to look more like a normal umbrella). Not much happens after that. There does not seem to be any presence of foremen to watch people work, advise to work faster, or give additional instructions as was expected.

This may relate a bit to real life. It has been ten years or so since we have been able to find a real umbrella that did not fall apart or break upon first usage or so. A lot of stores in the region are known by many as “landfill shops” because of the modern trend in extremely poor quality in almost everything made (even expensive new beds) and how the product should be in a landfill before you even buy it.

This dream turned out to have precognitive elements (although probably a bit more like remote-viewing).

Dream1(fragment):

I was watching something, possibly some kind of video game, i also recall some sort of metallic place.

Dream 2:

There was one platformer game i was playing, which had both 2D and 3D levels and also it had level creator/editor. Can't recall much details but i was playing it for the most of the dream, i can recall that one of the enemy types was some kind of darkred colored dragon with five heads and it had also smaller and less difficult version of itself.
Then after i finished i was watching someone else play it, he was on ice level and in one area there were three floors filled with various boxes and the objective was to get to the top of the area. There were some blue energy dudes spawning at random through the level and they had an attack that launched an homing plasma cloud. The problem was that there were some powerful enemies on top floor and the player had to retreat, and when he did he was ambushed by blue dudes that randomly spawned through area. He had to repeat it a few times but then he was able to go through.
Then after i finished watching i visited dreamviews and shmup forums. Dreamviews had much more different look than IWL, background was completely black and it only used simple colors for everything else, as in if it was 8 bit or something. There were two new threads to both which gab had replied, i recall one of them had something to do with highscores which would be more fitting in shmup forums, haha.
After that i was helping Yogscast to do stuff in that platformer game before and was suggesting a few custom levels, later they invited me to their minecraft server to record something, but we were shortly out of time. Then dream ended.

Literally and figuratively..

Gotta be quick: in one non lucid I had that damn dream sign where I'm growing these amazing tomatoes. IRL I can't grow them worth a shit, but in dreams I'll either find, or grow tomatoes in impossibly large sizes or quantities. I had 3 the size of basketballs this time. And they were all misshapen and pockmarked, like those crazy delicious heirlooms we get at work. Anyway, no lucidity there.

Then another nonlucid where a guy at work (that short goofy little queen from whole body), was asking me about lucid dreaming. He asked specifically about how to bring something from the real world into a lucid dream, and then the opposite. I remember going into detail about doing the TOTM where I wrote on a piece of paper irl, then found it in a lucid. Then I told him about how I had a nonlucid about this lady baking these really huge cinnamon rolls (which was a nonlucid that I had actually had earlier), and then how I had gone to work and we started carrying them (which was another nonlucid I had earlier, where I believed that the dream about the large cinnamon rolls magically appeared at work). Again, no lucidity from that one either.

14.03.2013

Comforting Hawkgirl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall is kind of skewed, but I believe I can get a decent overview on what happened.

I remeber being immersed in an environment that felt completely remote from previous experiences that I can't recall too well last night. I remember the darkness creating a sense of comfort, but that could be due to the person that was next to me. I had this attraction towards a dream character that looked exactly like Hawkgirl from the Justice League.

She was wearing the mask shaped in a form of a hawk, with a dark gold in the middle going all the way towards the beak of the helmet and black on the sides. I believe there were trees, and they were dead, most likely similar to some of the trees at my University when it's not Summer as yet.

However, the darkness itself confused the beauty of this dream environment, it was dark and would be scary if I didn't have a dream character by my side that I had an attraction with. It was like the perfect place to have a side to side conversation with any dream character I preferred. The ground below me mostly consisted of bland colors in the range of gray and a bit of white.

There were stones fused with the gray concrete, and I could remember hearing my footsteps more than usual in a dream. It almost felt like a mini-Alice-in-Wonderland kind of theme where nothing but the dream character and me existed, or at least was of significant importance.

I felt calm, relaxed, I had no objective to do anything random like my dream self usually does when non-lucid. I believe I'm holding Hawkgirl by her right shoulder with my left hand. I'm getting an image that I'm wearing a white dress shirt with light gray office suit over it and a light gray dress pants as well. I'm probably wearing basic laceless brown shoes that were polished as well, and I have the white dress shirt un-buttoned all the way down to the top of my chest.

There are stone benches on the side of the ground placed conveniently for two people to talk things out. Hawkgirl's emotions suddenly became more apparent to me, and she's starting to cry. I felt as if I'm being stung mentally because I wanted to know what was wrong with her and why she was crying.

Somehow her tears managed to go through her mask, and she quickly gets her right hand to wipe her tears. The logic with this felt kind of weird since the texture of the mask should be able to have liquids slide right off it with ease, but I was more focused on her emotions.

I propelled my right hand forward to the stone backless bench, and told her we can sit here. She's still wiping her tears, and she proceeds to sit down. I do the same and I get closer to her and wanted to take my right arm and give her a side hug to console her.

From this point, I can't rememeber specficially on what we talked about, but I do know it was definitely something that was bothering her mind for some time. Even though I don't have any recall on that presumption, it just felt like that, and based on how she was in the original Justice League show before Justice League Unlimited, it's like she wanted to give me a secret.

I felt like crying alongside her as well just because it felt comforting to just cry, kind of like having eustress (positive stress). Whatever we talked about, I felt her warm body lean towards my chest. Her back is facing me and I wrap her gently around her neck and listened to whatever it is she discussed with me.

The environment started to become insignificant at this point, and I was more focused on wrapping her around my arms and trying to empathize with her. After that, I can't remember anything else.

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14.03.2013

Going Under a Bridge with Sumire Ryuzaki and Child Naruto (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this one is that Sumire Ryuzaki from Prince of Tennis, and maybe Naruto when he was a child were near me as we're on motarboats that seem to operate by themselves. It felt like that for a while until I realized there was a rope connecting between us, literally.

The rope probably was 20-30 feet in length, and I was in between Sumire Ryuzaki and Child Naruto. Naruto was wearing a gray shirt and orange shrots while Sumire Ryuzaki just wore the same outfit she wore in Prince of Tennis.

The dream environment had this red-ish Sepia atmosphere, but we as individuals still maintained our basic colors. We were riding the boats and preparing to go under a bridge. This bridge was fairly wide, maybe 50-70 feet wide, and was composed of bricks. The bricks were probably brown, but that could probably be due to the Sepia-Red-ish tone that was apparent.

Beyond that bridge was a very bright light, and it was impossible to see what was ahead. Whatever it was, it definitely was better than being stuck in this bland and almost timeless environment.

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14.03.2013

Light Yagami and the Hard-Skinned Blimp (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm on top of a Blimp that seems to be hard-skinned because there were a few needles flinging at high speeds near it. The setting is night time, and below me were city lights everywhere. I didn't acknowledge this sensation in the dream, but it felt amazing, the wind blowing through me, I felt so alienated from below that it was just comforting.

Then Light Yagami from Death Note showed up. He's wearing a white dress shirt buttoned all the way up except for the neck and is wearing dark pants and brown shoes. He looks relaxed, and then looks at me seriously at first, but then goes back to being neutral. I don't know what he's doing here, but he seems to be enjoying this as well.

That's all I can remember, the blimp is going somewhere, kind of like the midnight train going ANYWHEREEEEEEEE.

Notes
Semi-lucid/gaining lucidity
Lucid

I recall several dreams from last night.

#1 - I had a dream, but don't remember what it was. I wake up.

I attempt WILD but cannot tolerate lying on my back; roll over on my side, and fall asleep. While I fall asleep, I still focus on my intent to go lucid: "The next thing I experience is a dream; I am aware; I am in complete control."

#2 - I am in a small taco restaurant. It's a hole-in-the-wall restaurant; the walls are avocado green, and the paint is chipping. There is some sort of unnamed danger or dangerous situation. I am looking for M__ , but I can't find him, and I'm getting nervous and anxious. I am calling out, "M__? M__? Where are you?"

I have been dreaming for roughly 30 in-dream seconds when something filters into my brain. "I need to be aware. I need to be aware. I need to be lucid," I think. As this happens, my awareness increases. I begin to realize on a basic, non-lucid level that I am dreaming. That awareness increases and leads to a further desire to become lucid, until the dream scene loses its fogginess and I am fully lucid.

I know that I am dreaming. The anxiety of the dream that led to my lucidity has not faded, however - I'm still anxious and scared, even though I know that this is a dream and I am theoretically fully in control of the environment. I don't like the taco place at all and, although I know that I should explore my current environment to reinforce my lucidity, I am anxious to get out of there.

I remember Advanced Lucid Task I, which is "Find a treasure map and follow it to treasure". I decide that it is far better to pursue that than hang out in the creepy taco place. I attempt to do a scene change by closing and covering my eyes and focusing on an outdoor scene, but fail. When I open my dream eyes, I also open my real eyes.


I wake up. I immediately do a reality check; nope, I'm actually awake. I attempt to WILD but I feel overheated and I can't get comfortable, I'm way too hot. I get up and turn down the thermostat. I lie back down.

#3 - I am riding a bus alongside a canal. The road is actually level with the water, and the concrete sides of the canal rise above us. I'm riding it with a friend but I don't remember who. It's a coach bus, rather than a city bus. It connects with a ferry and a cruise line called "Olympia". I can only get to where I want to go to on the cruise line, but I'm worried that I don't have enough money. Right now, the emotional tone of the dream is fairly neutral.

The bus reaches its destination, and we get off the bus. I read a sign that indicates where the ship we're looking for docks. It docks in a ruined old building; upon inspecting a city map (note: appearance of a map possibly has something to do with my earlier focus on a treasure map) and based on my knowledge of the area, I realize that it is an old orphanage that was destroyed by a fire.

I take several photos of the orphanage with my camera. When I look at them again while I am showing them to my companion, there are ghosts in them; I am immediately extremely afraid, and the tone of the dream changes to one of great anxiety and fear.

I wake up. I'm not as hot any more, and much more comfortable.

#4 - I have a small blond boy with me. He needs to go to the bathroom. There is a van that is supposed to be a bathroom. The child climbs inside and begins to enthusiastically pee everywhere, like a fire hose. The whole thing is presented with the buzz and excitement of a 90s television commercial that is aimed at kids. The kid finishes peeing and climbs out of the van... he is soaked in urine. The woman who is in charge of him (I have switched to 3rd person) complains that he smells awfully ripe, and doesn't want to put him in their car; the man he was with doesn't seem to think it's a big deal.

#5 - I am running a chatroom. An idiot comes into my room and is being very annoying. I ban him from the room, but am unable to block his messages. He is spamming me with messages, and it's becoming increasingly irritating. I look for a support button for the website I'm running the room for, so I can ask how to ban him from sending me messages.

The dream shifts. I am now recording clips of myself pushing and riding a medical cart up and down a beach, so that I can edit it into one video and put it up on the website.

#6 - I am an old man. I am dressed in a rough gray scarf, a worn gray suit, and a brown jacket. My skin is old and dry and wrinkled by age. I am now not the old man, I am watching the old man. He is walking down a city street. It is more like an urban slum, like the areas of large cities that are forgotten and neglected.

He -- I mean, I, now -- watches a train go by. He/I meets up with a companion, a bigger guy with a shaved head. We want to go into a building, which is an orphanage, but the building is right along the train tracks and you have to walk across the tracks to reach the door. We have to time things carefully; the woman in the building opens the door, we wait for the first train to pass, and then leap before the next comes. The woman is wearing a plum-colored, old-fashioned traditional British maid's outfit, with frills along the apron. She has brown hair and looks like she is in her late teens or early 20s.

We go through the door. The orphanage is now a restaurant. There are corrugated metal stairs leading upstairs, where the food is served. We are on kind of a foyer. The restaurant has 3 floors, we are on the middle. The door behind us has turned into one of those metal gates that shopkeepers raise and lower to open or close their stores at night. We are level with the street; the street is now paved with bricks, and the train track is gone. Each of the levels of the restaurant is level with the street. I feel the floor moving beneath me; the restaurant is actually a truck.

I wake up. Attempt WILD, fail. My heater is distracting me. I think I will have to turn it off at night.

#7 - I fall asleep. I am in a small town in an area with a temperate climate, although I can't say specifically where. It is summer. There are several wooden buildings, many of them shops. I am now playing a video game. I go into a shop and meet a character and befriend him. He is a large bald man who looks like a biker. I go into another shop, a leather-working shop, and there is a cutscene. A man comes in with a gun and threatens to shoot the shopkeeper. The biker I befriended shows up with perfect timing, and disarms him. I understand that if I had not befriended the first character, the cutscene would have ended more tragically. I exit the shop.

Ninjas bound through the trees on the outskirts of town. I realize that I am in no shape to combat ninjas without armor. I re-enter the leatherworker's shop and ask about armor. He tells me to give him a pattern for what I want, within an inch of my measurements, and he will produce it for me. I have an idea of what I want, but I need to find a photo and draw a pattern. I go back outside.

The ninjas are dancing around in the trees. There is a female ninja with long hair and a long, pale blue scarf. She is wearing some kind of dark purple 70s pantsuit/leotard. She slices off the ear of another female ninja with short, blonde hair. She springs off of tree branches, and it looks like ballet. I think to myself (semi-lucidly) that that is ridiculous and could never happen in real life because those branches would not support her weight and nobody can jump like that.


I wake up.

So once again this dream starts out like a movie (third person, I'm just watching it all unfold but I'm totally unaware of my body).

There's two spies that get a phone call about the same operation. I guess they need both of their unique talents to finish the job. The objective: Find a girl who's been kidnapped and take out everyone involved.

First scene shows them separate (it's animated, but looks kinda real), the guy gets a phone call while he's in the shower banging a chick. That part is blurred out, and I'm laughing. The next scene shows the female just getting out of the shower...her robot butler comes to give her the phone. She listens in, and the scene changes. To the objective I mentioned earlier. Then it goes back to her. She hangs up the phone...brushes the robot a couple of times with her towel, and then stuffs him down the toilet. After that, she sits down, takes repeated dumps in the toilet while the credits sort of roll.

(yeah weird anyway.)

The next scene has her walking through the forest, and she comes up on an old house where she thinks the girl is being held. The scene pans inside the house, and there's a lady with the kidnapped girl. Soon the female spy (never had a name in the dream but slowly started looking like Cristina Applegate) is whispering to the girl to follow her. The little girl is saying things like "why", and "where are we going", in regular speaking voice. The sight of frustration on Cristina's face has me laughing pretty hard. They make their way to the girls holding room. It looks like a regular girls room. (full of stuffed animals, can hardly see the bed, and closet because of them) Cristina moves some dolls out of the way to reveal a hole for their escape. The girl keeps talking super loud and Cristina just has to leave because the other lady can hear her, and she's coming to check up on them.

(meanwhile back at the Hotel....I'm now the male Spy)

Cristina and I are arguing about how the job went sour, and we're going back and forth, and it's getting really heated. There's anger and sexual tension between us. She closed in on me really tight, still panting and said "you know what we should do"? We both sat down on the bed at the same time, and said "order pizza". I looked at the mirror and said "who writes these roles for me"? She said "well you know I never get naked in my movies anyway".

Scene change.

We're (two other agents and Cristina) at a parking lot where we think the guy is. I see a truck that has this black jug of stuff (I forget the name, but it specifically states that it's for killing people). Meanwhile one agent is talking about how no one ever mentions BP locks. "Master Lock gets all the credit" he continues. We get to a BP green locker that a child could have opened. Corny Jokes ensue.:

"I bet i could have turned it to any random number and it would have opened"

"Did he really lock this? It seems like he just glued it".

(they were funny at the time....anyway)

The table I'm standing on is wobbly so I tell one of the other agents to get it. He get's a silver chain, dog tags, and a penny out. There are ton of other documents but he's all like "this is all I need I got this". "And if you're wrong" I question. He doesn't say anything and we head inside the building.

There's a fancy dinner going on, two choirs are singing, and Tyra Banks is hosting it. Recall goes completely blank here. Maybe there was some runway stuff going on...I know a cracked another joke somewhere. Then some guy comes out and says they're going to have a battle between the two choirs. "Old school vs. new school". They both sang the same song, but the old school choir was doing this dance with their hands up, while stomping back and forth (like zombie part in thriller) It was silly.

No recall today. I woke up at 8am and went back to sleep for an hour, I remember that I did dream, however I didn't remember until an hour or so later and I have no memory of what the dream was about.

Maybe tonight, fingers crossed.

Shoot I moved too early! I had it! Grr!!!

Something would not be so good for people if not something.(?)

This seemed like a fragment of a REM dream, watched like a movie with a moral to the story, but what was it?

Can't Wake Up

I realize I'm dreaming, and there are a bunch of people surrounding me that I think mean me harm. I try to wake myself up, but I can't! Every time I try, the best that happens is that I change locations, but those people are still around me, coming closer! I start to panic

Friends in Barcelona

I discover that some of my friends are also in Barcelona for a short trip! I manage to track down their group to a tour bus that's about to leave. I jump on board and the doors close behind me. But I just stand there awkwardly at the front of the bus for a while, trying to decide how to admit to them that I've been stalking them and hoping to hang out. The terrible part is, they all know who I am, and they'll have recognized me by now. Seriously awkward.

Later, we're all in a bar. Someone points out an amusing Spanish translation of my last name. Later we're trying to decide where to go next, and unfortunately the group has broken up into various smaller ones. One guy (who speaks about five languages) is looking at a poster with a naked male torso on it--obviously an advertisement for some kind of gay bar. He seems interested in going there, but I'm not sure if that would be my first choice.

Previous hours:
Mar 11, no sleep

For Science

Darth Vader switches roles with some other character. Somehow one of them learns how to be a mysterious new creature. I'm playing the game as a character that learns about the creatures it fights by punching them. Some kind of physical absorption of knowledge. I need to punch it again because my old knowledge is bad now, incomplete, watery. Later I use a cheat code and cast a time-freezing spell, but it doesn't affect the two main opponents, who are at this moment locked in combat. As their spells and swings come into contact with the frozen soldiers around them, they start coming back to life. It's interesting to watch a sort of wave of motion spread outward through the battlefield.

Previous hours:
Mar 8, 1:54-8:32 "living on mtn, powerful entity expects me to leave/kill myself"
Mar 9, no sleep

I didn't even know I had a baby until someone told me. I was laying back on my living room couch, chilling. At first, I saw a few people gathering around me like something was wrong. There were also one or two babies in front of me. I didn't know what was happening until someone came in front of me and gave me something important.

Some woman came in front of me and gave me a baby. I didn't question it, I only tried to remember the last time I stuck my thing up in there. I couldn't remember. At the time, I thought it was kind of cool because I had a female who was stuck with me but, having the baby being mine was ever better!

The baby was kind of a whiner though. I picked it up to hold it and eventually realized it was a he. At first, the baby was beginning to cry but after rocking it in my arms, he started to cheer up. There were times when I almost felt like I was going to fall.

There was also another baby in the room but I don't think she was mine. She looked a lot like my niece. She was standing on the couch waiting for me go outside and leave elsewhere.

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Fragment #1 - 11:24PM

Cartoon Doctor Who in a minecraft field

Mixed Up 3:02am

There are two of my mother-in-laws. One is an impostor. They look very similar but one has an obvious give away. They try to convince my wife that they are both real but she doesn't believe them. They get me to play along. I feel like a liar.
My wife is in college. We are there with her. I see my ex-wife's Aunt V and her family but they are holograms being played in a loop in a fake house like some bad play. My dead grandmother is telling my wife, A, she needs to go to bed for school in the morning. I think I may as well go home. It's a 2 hour drive.

Took
Many disruptions from baby.
Tired MILD then went to WILD. Almost there. Woken up many times.
Tried DEILD. Recall suffered.

Fragment #2 5:37AM

Using the neighbors trash can outside. Somehow our houses are connected and open to each other on the inside. There is an open wall to a bedroom. The old cabinet TV my parents used to own is blocking the entrance. I see an actual doorway around the corner.

First Successful WILD Session

Disclaimer: ADULT content ahead! Some twisted, morbid content ahead! Proceed with caution!

Note: This is a WILD Session that popped up around some time before. c: Not really this time where I'm officially challenging myself to master WILD, just before I heard about WILD and wanted to give it a shot. Anyway, without further ado, here's the session:

I was pretty damn sleepy that time. Just finished a project, and despite the fact I just had sleep a couple of hours earlier, I'm now lying in my bed still really sleepy. weird, this rarely happens. It was around the afternoon. Now I'm not sure the exact time, I'm thinking around 2PM or 3PM or 4PM.

The *atmosphere* circulating around my mind was just. really. different. from the usual. I can't put it into words, but seriously, it was just so different, like something I've never experienced before! The feeling crawling up to me was just like I could just summon whatever's in mind to a dream at any given point of time.

So the first thing that came into my mind was: smexy time! c:

Then I just felt like being sucked into the dream. Not like being vacuum cleaner sucked in, but the images, the scenes - they just kept coming, before I even realized it, I was inside the dream. And let me tell you, it was no smexy time at all.

Now here's the WEIRDEST thing ever. So I was in the dream, and then I heard a kid. A little kid, asking for help. To stop it. Please, I never meant to hurt them. For some unexplained reason, I got the story that there was a daughter, little kid - abused, and then the stepfather, the abuser - and this little kid, she ended up, I think, killing her step sister. For what reason, I don't know, can't remember. So the stepfather was furious. Next thing I can remember, I was like floating in a room that looks like the one next to mine (in the real world), so I browsed through the computer and saw like an article piece of a kid who killed blah blah blah. Actually, I forgot what's exactly in that article piece, I just know I saw a news article and all that.

And then there, I was in the body of the little kid. And I felt something inside of me. Like the stepdad's you know what. And it was painful. Not the kind of sex sensation I've ever experienced in a dream kind of painful.

Then I woke up. The transition from a little girl body to my own felt like a wave overcoming me. It was weird. The first thing that came into my mind then was that how weird everything in the dream was. If you would take a look at it, it's actually somewhat realistic - like the plot is realistic and all that, but there are fragments (like elements in the dream) from the dream that are simply distorted. Though I think those distorted stuff would play some roles in dream interpration, etc. etc.

Anyway, so that's one of the dreams I've had in my WILD session.

I remember having a couple more, and I can still recall their scenes, but I won't put it in here anymore as their just bits and fragments. What I can is that they were extremely vivid and just very long dreams + far from my usual dreams

Dream Start-
It's daylight, and I am in my old apartment,sitting on the floor. I am sitting on a rug I still have, behind a sofa I have. But somehow, I am still able to see the long window behind it, along with the spring-looking woods outside. My vision of the outside is extended farther the I should see in real like (Left to right). I quickly take notice to a young girl in front of the window (about six feet away). She is brown or blonde (her hair kept switching colors), her height was indistinguishable, she was pretty gorgeous (body wise), and she was wearing lingerie. I seem to set aside the fact that she was dressed unusual. Somehow, she was ONLY communication through body language and I was talk to her in my mind (She did NOT say a word.). She appeared (or teleported, whichever you prefer.) in front of my door and slowly gazed at me. After about ten seconds, she gave me the feeling that something needed to happen, and looked to her right. I slowly looked towards where she was glancing at, and saw the window open, and my friend, who smokes, smoking a cigarette. I semi-panicked, and telepathically told her to come in. My view "zoomed in" by her hip, and I got a closer look at her thighs . I then saw my friend look towards the girl and nodded as blew the smoke out of his mouth and nose. I suggested to the girl that we should go into my room (I was still in the living room) and have sex. She still gave me an odd feeling, but proceeded into my room, with me following. I opened the slot for the airconditioner in my room and went to close it, as I did, I told her to becareful and be aware. Before I knew it, she was in a dogystyle position, and had her panties moved to the right . I proceeded to have sex with her, but after three or five 'humps', we got up and I went to go see if my mom was home. Seeing she was, I went back into my room to tell the girl about the news, but when I walked in, she was gone . I noticed that the slot for the air conditioner was opened (I was on the first floor, so, the slot was about five or so inches above the ground.) (when I saw it while having sex, (in the corner of my eye) it was closed) and I had a strong feeling that the girl left through there. I looked closer where the slot was, and I was starting to feel lonely and disappointed.
Dream End. (The girl's face was blurry, and I couldn't really describe how facial features.)

I was at a dinner party where everyone except me were Italian. I didn't understand anything of what they were saying, so I just went around and burned time. As I do so, I notice that a person is trying to put me in a bad light. A different person asks me if I could check someones bag to see whether his phone was in it. Without thinking, I go ahead and do it, until I realize he's making me look like I'm trying to steal, so I stop and walk to the other end of the room. I notice the person trying to put me in a bad light is whispering in peoples ears, and I now have a lot of Italians sending me mean gazes. They each separately come over and yell something at me in Italian, and I try to explain that the two people were just trying to make me look bad. Nobody listens.