non-lucid

I've been absent from dreamviews for a while and unfortunately I've been terrible about the lucid dreaming attempts. I thought dreamviews was gone and two nights ago I randomly decided I would start dreaming again and I look on the internet and find dreamviews again. Glad to be here, on my second attempt at mastering my dreams.

#1

Me and laurens family were camping and somebody (I forgot who) was driving and I was trying to teach them how when they somehow ran into a model plane that was in the sky. We drove away as fast as we could but pretty soon we were arrested. I forget a lot of what happened when I was arrested, but soon we were released and I went back to the camper that we were staying in and lauren's dad shot me in the chest. I looked down and my shirt was off and the bullet was partially sticking out of my chest. I touched it and it started gushing blood.

This one is from a page in a journal I wrote down a few years back, but wanted to post it on here.

I rose in the dream to the sound of screaming. An unrecognizable voice was near me saying something I couldn't understand...what's she saying? "GET THE F*** UP, WE GOTTA GO!" I snap to, taking in my surroundings with what little time I have upon me. I'm on a mountain in what looks like a campsite. Like some dreams, the beginning seemed unclear to me, yet I was not lucid so I was unaware I was dreaming at all. I look to find my wife shaking me trying to get me up. Within those first couple seconds, I finally remember what was going on. A group of people had attacked others in the campsite. The air was filled with disturbing moans, almost deafening like the sound of cicadas. I get up and we start running for our lives towards another cabin that had been used for supplies among the campers in the site. A couple gun shots go off, hand guns it sounds like. I turn in shock as I watch four rounds pierce the chest of one of the moaning people. That shock quickly advances to horror as the shot individual gets up and bites the shooter, literally chewing his neck out. What the hell is going on, I think to myself…
We make it to the cabin and I start rummaging through the drawers looking for anything we can use as a weapon. I run to the rooftop and my wife is helping some survivors tend to their wounds. I tell her to take them across the sky ride attached to the roof (I don’t know what the hell it was doing there but how convenient lol).“If ANYTHING comes through that door that’s not…regular, don’t hesitate to get your ass down the mountain” I tell her. I run back downstairs and barricade the door best I can, knowing that if I need to return to the roof, I can scale the wall from outside or break down the barricade myself. I turn around to arms barely a few inches from grabbing me; I pull out my long knife and slash at them just enough to knock them away. They’re swarming the cabin, but they don't seem tp know to go through the door leading to the sky ride. They’re focused on me and they’re coming through the door. I dart towards the window, jumping through it taking a few cuts and bruises in replacement of what would’ve been my demise.
I run down one of the paths, dodging and juking out any of these “things” that are reaching out to eat me. There’s so f****** many of them… I reach my destination after a few minutes and my little brother is with my mom, dad, and little sister in another cabin. Thankfully there are only four of them outside, but I still have to keep my guard up. I reach in my jacket and pull out a .357 that I apparently had with me this whole time (lol). I take out four extra rounds in my jacket pocket, reassuring myself I have a little more ammo after the next couple shots. I take them out of the house, only to find something else going on outside. More gunshots? Those are automatic weapons though, and more than one… we stealthily make our way back to the original cabin with nobody inhabiting the place, as they’ve all moved somewhere else for the moment’s time. I remove the barricade and we head for the sky ride, my wife waiting for us with the other survivors. We get on and we start taking the sky ride down the mountain. We get to the bottom of the mountain, surrounded by fog…not fog…smoke? Past the smoke is a city engulfed in flames and chaos. I remember a map faintly in my head from when the camp instructor told us about the sky ride…and because I did, I realized that the place we needed to be, a safe zone if you will, was on the other side of the city…

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.

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.

Non-dream Dream

I can only recall a couple of words to describe my dreams: car race and grocery store.

I'm just outside my house during night time. My father wanted something from me so we wandered around the house for quite a bit then went back.That's all I remember from the first dream .

I find myself at a cinema, just outside of it. I explore the place and find a zoo. Me and some dream characters
get stuck in one of the cages and soon I find out that this is a cage of a big white tiger with something like a red feather on it's head that can breathe fire. The cage was fire themed, I think that's their natural habitat. We ran away from it and get stuck in some strange ice cage. There weren't metal bars but bars made from ice. The creature that belonged to this cage is a giant white bear similar to the character Volibear from League of Legends but it could freeze things unlike the character. Shortly after getting there it attacked us but we evaded it's hits. Somehow the fire tiger appeared in the same cage then proceeded to fight with the bear. It breathed fire trying to hit the bear but missed hitting the ice bars instead which melted them and provided us with an escape route. We got out alive and healthy after that I couldn't remember anything.

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.

Had some pretty intense dreams last night!

Long dream where I had wings (though didn't use them much) I was with a group of people also with wings. We were trying to get across some big distance, I don't know why we didn't just fly there and I voiced my opinion quite a bit. About half way through we got sidetracked with some awesomeness, I don't know exactly how it came up but I broke off from the main group with another dude that was pretty cool. We found and hot wired a sweet off road van of some sort, it was tan and I'll just say that I would so drive it in real life. We drove up to some desert gate, we could see a mansion up on a hill. The gate opened though there was no sign that it was automatic, it was just a simple gate really, like one that would keep horses in. We drove through ( I honestly have no idea why we went in lol I wasn't the driver) Sucks but I can't really remember what happened next, I think that we were attacked by some big guy.. We ended up beating him and then the guy that owned the mansion came out and was like a bad guy, there was a little kid there too. He was also against us but his little kid curiosity outweighed his hostility towards us, I assume, because he didn't even know why he was supposed to be mad at us. In the end we bead the owner who was pretty tough (don't remember how we beat him) and we ended up asking the kid if he wanted to come with us. He agreed and we drove out talking to him.
Dream skip
(pretty weird, that dream I just posted was like part of the same dream but it was like a separate unrelated dream with the same people (person) and we knew that we were going to go back to the group after we were done with that)

Now we were back with everyone, it was like my own flock (from a series that I am reading about kids that have wings, it's quite good) We needed to get somewhere across a bit of land and quite a bit of the ocean. I was talking about how we should just fly there, I think that the flock just wanted to find a way there other then flying. I was annoyed. It ended up that the telepath in our group talked to dolphins and we rode them for sooo long, like the entire way across the ocean! It was slow progress and I am lucky that most of it was a dream skip. We finally came upon it, for some reason I got there long before the rest. (I probably ended up flying) and I went into some awesome cave, I remember wondering if it was still salt water in the cave and I tasted the water. Yep. This made the dream quite a bit more vivid actually. As I swam around wishing that I was flying instead (don't know why I wasn't) I saw some dinosaur, like.. this one:




I was like oh crap, he snapped at me but I swam back too much, wondering if he could swim and was just jacking around with me I backed away as fast as I could wishing that the telepath was here so she could tell it not to attack anyone. Just then I heard them calling my name which wasn't my name it was some other name but it was supposed to be mine. Again, really REALLY sucks that I can't remember it because it was awesome and I know it's not the first time that in a dream I was called that. Anyways, after a little bit of stuff that I can't remember and checking out cool glowing things on the wall the dream ended..



DREAM 2: Vash the stampede! (me)

I was supposed to be someone similar to vash the stampede off of an anime called trigun, it's not really important what it's about right now, but basically I had quite a bit of the fuzz chasing me around in tunnels below the city. I was a wanted man although I never killed anyone! Who would believe that though right? Avoiding the popo was pretty easy, I mean if I was cornered I could just break out some of my skills that I got through my demon hunting training right? Wait.. Demon hunting training? yeah, that exact thought went through my head and I still didn't become lucid at all! what's up with that right? I was running in barely lit tunnels as fast as I could without breaking out the skills if you know what I mean.. Every once in a while would see some light from the SWAT team's flashlights and such, Good thing I was like a master of stealth.. Anyways, I took a right and opened a door. Two armed SWAT guys came through it, before they knew what was happening I shoved them back right onto the ground, definitely stronger then your average joe, I didn't even push that hard! I guess all of this training is paying off.. I took off the other way now into another door that was on the same side but right behind me, before I opened it 5 or 6 of them burst through guns blazing, I had to do some crazy stuff to get around them, I don't really know how I did it but I did some elite dive jump right over them through the doorway. I saw a latter that came out in a manhole and jumped clear up the whole thing landing on the ground above. Hey! I know this place, it's my local park! I was ready to pull out my wings (which for some reason I had) and do an up up and away when I was hit in the face by some chick, a particularly hot chick. Some brunette in non standard armor. I fell onto the ground, Dayom she's got some power behind that punch. But immediately rolled onto my feet, she pulled out some awesome pistol, aiming it at my head. We talked, I don't remember exact dialogue but basically I told her that I was a demon hunter and I have never even killed anyone. She couldn't tell of anyone that I killed and in the end she believed me. But some moron cop came over and shot me! I was hit by a 9mm right in the lower right gut. It was weird, I have never been shot before in a dream, or in real life.. It was painful but I knew that it wasn't a fatal shot and I needed to get to my trainer, I sure wish I had learned how to treat wounds. But I haven't learned that. (lol maybe oreoboy1996 was right about the healing magic) after a little bit of stumbling around I ended up running off into the night. yeah, that dream kicked ass! Besides, of course, being shot I mean.. But who doesn't get shot right?

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

I had a son. I told my wife that I would take him to school so that she wouldn't have to. Don't remember who the wife was. Son was like four or five years old, very short, black hair. He and I get in this giant SUV and we head towards his school. We get there, and he thinks I'm gonna just drop him off outside, as it looks that I'm just pulling to the front door by the road. I instead pull around to the back, and ask him if he wants me to walk him inside, and he gets really excited. We park the vehicle in the back of the building, and get out. Some guy comments on the fact that the SUV is blocking most of the road, but fuck him, my kid's almost late, gotta get him inside. We start to go up to the top floor. I would say upstairs, but there aren't many stairs involved. The building is falling apart, and we have to get up to the top. So I'm helping lift and carry him up to the top. We get to the very end, where there's a little gap you have to cross, and I step across and then put out my hand to grab his so I can pull him across. He jumps, and catches himself on some old metal fence thing, and I pull him across. I'm worried that the fence hurt him, so I lift up his shirt and there are four tiny holes in his stomach. They aren't life threatening or super dangerous at the moment, but they need to be taken care of very quickly so they don't get infected. I tell him to stay right there, that I'll be right back. I zip down the building and start looking for rubbing alcohol and bandaids. I can't find a convenience store. I keep looking all over the area, nothing. Some dude that I know who lives near there asks me what I was looking for, and I tell him what I need. He says he has it, and goes to grab it for me. At this point I wake up.

I later had a dream about my sister being in control of the family investments, and her fucking it all up buying posters and screens and shit to promote some band. Don't remember much of it.

And then there was another that had to do with us fighting... something. I remember even less of this one. I just remember the feeling of a general struggle against some other force.

And then there was another where I was trying to play a certain amount of NES games to unlock some special NES game... or something. I also don't remember much of this.

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.

Blue Angels

I was supposed to go to a Blue Angels show with some friends, but we got delayed. We decide to head over there anyway. When we arrive, we see a lot of other spectators still there--apparently the show's getting started late, also. Only, we wait there for another half hour, and it still doen't start. The Blue Angels were a no-show! Later, I'm playing a game that looks a lot like Galaga, but you play as jet airplanes. There are two teams facing each other, and the basic objective is to capture the enemy flag and bring it back to your side. The controls are similar to those from Snake.

Frags:

• Something math-related.

First dj entry!

I woke up sitting in a bus with 5 Asian people sitting in the back. After checking out my surroundings for a couple of minutes I see 3 old white men get on the bus. The old men looked evil. I can't remember where they sat. After the bus start moving I start hearing the white men talk. One of them said, " Look at those Asians. we should capture them." That's all I can remember from this dream.