non-lucid

05.27.2012

Go Forth Link!!! (WBTB)

I decided I should sleep after I recalled the set of dreams from the previous entry...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

As I'm drifting to sleep, after waking up to type some dreams that I recalled from last night, I decided that I should ahead and just sleep one more time, because I felt pretty tired after a while, even though it was around 9-10 AM at the time.

I slept on my stomach, started counting, but not too seriously, just on and off counting.

And LOL, this song "Go Forth," and old Christian song, it's kind of funny that it would be playing and the singer saying "GO FORTH," which was probably just my mind telling me to go already, hahahahaha.

Here are the lyrics to the song, I can't find a Youtube video of it, must be a really really really old song.

Spoiler for Lyrics to "Go Forth":

Lyrics of Go Forth


Rise up,
You champions of god,
Rise up you royal nation
Rise up and
Bear his light abroad
We'll reach
This generation

We've got our
Marching orders
We've got our
Marching orders
Now is the time
To carry them forth

Go forth,
Jesus loves them
Go forth,
Take the gospel
Go forth,




The time is now
The harvest is ripening
Go forth!

Feel now
The burden of the lord
Feel how he longs
To save them
Feel now for those
Who never heard
About the son
He gave them

We've got our
Marching orders
We've got our
Marching orders
Now is the time
To carry them forth

Go forth,
Jesus loves them
Go forth,
Take the gospel
Go forth,
The time is now
The harvest is ripening
Go forth!

But I finally used my damn brain for once to get lucid in this dream.

I was laying on my stomach or on my back most of the time in this dream.

I hear some music, some Christian music to be more specific. The song is "Go Forth" which was by William McDowell I think.

It was kind of tricky at first, because when I heard the song playing, I thought it could be external sounds, but I know that no one could be playing Christian songs right now.

Then I made the excuse that I'm probably listening to my Zune HD playing the song, then I told myself that I couldn't have had my Zune HD playing, and that I wouldn't be putting my earphones inside my ears while sleeping.

I get up, open my dream eyes, I still think I'm in waking life though. I do the nose plug reality check. It doesn't work.

LOL.

YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME, IT DOESN'T WORK FOR ONCE?!?!? OH CRAP.

I didn't give up though, I think it didn't work because I wasn't holding my nose tight enough, and I didn't feel that slight pain in my stomach when you try to breath in with your nose plugged it. I was sort of in a stationary position with holding my nose and trying to breathe.

Instead of worrying too much about that, I shift to the next thing in my reality check arsenal, my hands.

I counted them slowly, and I swore I counted six on my right hand, but to make sure that I wasn't distracted with my left hand, I put it out of my view, and count again.

Seven fingers, I'm freaking dreaming. Instead of going "EVA EVA eVA EVA EVA SEX SEX SEX SEX" or some random shit like that, I take the time to calm down.

I'm in my apartment, and my bedroom is still dark, I know I'm not in my apartment right now in waking life. I move quietly, because I still have a little fear of the dark in lucid dreams, but it's only because I'm not good at stablizing as yet.

I walk slowly, having my back facing the open bathroom that is to the right of the hallway when you exit my bedroom. I extend my arms for some reason, but I just go with it, I'm freaking lucid, doesn't matter what I do with my body right now. I look left and right slowly, just to make sure nothing random will pop up and potentially screw up this lucid.

I stop moving slowly, turned my body towards the exit, and rubbed my hands as I walk to the exit. The living room of the apartment is the only place that has light in it. I see the light brown table that's in the middle of the room like in waking life as well.

I forgot what I did next, but I do remember some dream shifts.

One I believe involved Lindsay Lohan, but I can't remember what exactly, because when I woke up from the lucid, I still had my eyes closed, so I was in a conflict of opening them up to recall the lucid fully, or just tell myself with my eyes closed that I would use the keywords, "Lindsay Lohan," and drift back to sleep.

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05.27.2012

Anal Sex and DP (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I.........just wow. LOL. The first part was kind of awkward for me to watch, but the second part with the female was erotic.

Spoiler for 18+ Material, You have been warned, don't blame me if you see this!!!!!:

I'll just give a very very VERY short summary of this dream.

Men fucking each other in their asses like animals, mostly cartoon figures.

Then a blonde female cartoon character is being double penetrated in her vagina and asshole. It takes her a while to get used to it, but after that, she's loving this.

Oh, and I'm not even taking part in any of this.....just a spectator.

She loves having her holes filled with something inside of her so much, that she just closes her eyes and smiles, and the only sounds I hear are the gushing sounds as the two penises go in and out of her holes.

She was squatting as well while she was being double penetrated, and she just takes two cocks like a pro, she is fucking loving this.

I......I was turned on by this, but I can't remember what I did next.

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05.27.2012

College Randomness (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'll shorten this dream too. I'm walking down the walking lane when the walk signal turns on for pedestrians to move.

I get to the end of the lane, and walk on the pretty wide sidewalk that had a lot of cover for shade, and to the right was the bar near University Drive called Hookah Station. I didn't really have to pay attention to the name of the bar in the dream, I just knew it resembled the bar in waking life.

I'm walking down the sidewalk, just looking at what is in front of me, it seems I had a goal at the time in the dream. I see a chubby girl that looked like the one I had in a previous art class in High School before I took the art class with that lady I met in my last dream. (nicknamed Ms. J for private reasons)

The chubby girl and me are walking in opposite directions, we get closer and closer, and take a quick glance at each other before looking at our own direction.

I wanted to get to the left side of the area, so I looked left and right for traffic, saw that the right lane was clear, walked on it. Then I checked for any vehicles coming to the left lane, it's clear too.

The moment I step on the left lane, BAM, a car almost comes close to me, but they managed to do some awkward drifting to where they are parking next to the Sushi Restaurant that resembles the one in waking life. At least that's what I assumed the place to be in the dream.

I look at the driver of the red car that almost bumps into me, and then carried on to whatever it is I was doing. I turn my back, and I see another chubby girl on lane that I was on before pick up some kind of plastic circular jar of cheese. She grabs it, and has the edges of the top on the container between her teeth.

I just assume she's going to eat it, and then turn back to where I was going.

Then another dream shift where I was climbing a short ladder I believe, and found something on top of whatever it is I was looking at to find something. I gave whatever item it was to some dude and said,

"Here you go Dominic."

He thanks me, and goes on his way.

I can't remember much after that.

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05.27.2012

Sneaking Mission Gone COMPLETELY WRONG (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The vibe of this dream, it felt like it was going to be a Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory type of dream.

I think I'm playing as Sam Fisher in third person mode, or maybe I was playing a video game in the dream, it's hard to tell, but I know I had some moments where I was moving by myself.

The reason why I'm assuming that is because it feels like I'm going to start the Bathouse level (Hokkaido) in the game. I start out in the initial location just like the game. Over a small puddle of water.

The setting is set at some kind of mini Asian temples that would be apparent when you advance up front more, just like in the game.

But instead of running up to that area, I remembered that just like in the game, there would be a guard near the edge of a small cliff patrolling. I look up with and aim my gun to search for any guard on top, and my assumption is right, he's right there on the cliff.

I take a steady aim, but I noticed I moved a little too fast over the puddle of water, which makes the guard on top of the cliff suspicious.

Shit.

I decided instead of trying to use the Sticky Shocker (a non-lethal weapon in the game that does like the name implies), I shoot the guard.

Bad move.

Things start turning into shit from here, I swear, I did NOTHING wrong to cause suspicion to the point where guards start getting ready to try and find me.

And the worse part, it's guards with thermal vision goggles. So staying in the dark isn't going to really help me here. I advance forward, since moving quietly is not a priority anymore, they already know I'm here.

I still try to be careful though by hiding behind solid covers that the thermal goggles can't see through, like rock for instance. The environment changes COMPLETELY, it's not like the Hokkaido mission at all anymore.

I brace my back against the wall, or have Sam Fisher brace his back against the wall (still having trouble distinguishing whether or not I'm him or I'm controlling him by playing a video game in a dream).

Peeking over to see which types of guards are inside the small area, I notice there's one thermal goggle wearing guard, and shoot him immediately, since he'll be the first one to find me out if I leave myself open like that.

Then I just basically get myself into a situation where I'm like "Just fuck it! RUN!!!!"

I dodge whatever gunfire is coming at me, and then turn back and found myself at a dead end. The guards are getting closer, they're not shooting me this time, they know they have me. They know they have the upperhand here.

Closer...closer....closer...SHIT what the FUCK do I do NOW?!?!?

I calm myself down, seeing as these guys won't shoot me, I look to my left, and see there's a fairly huge pool filled with water. I did what any person would do if they see a chance for escape.

I dash to the left like there's no fucking tomorrow. (sorry for my language, but even when I'm typing this, I can still feel the rage and intensity of this dream)

I dive into the pool of water, and find that there's a hole in the wall in front of me (imagine having my back facing the dead-end wall before I dived into the pool of water, that same wall extending over to the pool side is the one with the hole in it).

Wow, instead of getting my ass interrogated, I managed to use whatever escape I could find!

I can't remember much except that I managed to dive into the water easily and go through the large hole.

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3]I wish I could recall more of this dream because I'm under the impression more happened, but my children wanted food, and my recall efforts only gave me this fragment.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My friend’s daughter is going to build something, a creationout of junk and leftover gardening material. She has located an old rosetrellis, something buried in a pile of detritus. When she lifts it the wood iscovered in mud and dirt, and some breaks off and lands on her arm. She brushesit off as though it was merely a speck of dirt rather than the clump thattrails across her skin.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“What are you going to do with that?” Her father and I areboth curious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]She replies in her eight-year-old voice just three simplewords. “I don’t know.” Her tone suggestsshe has a use figured out for the wood but it either isn’t fully developed as athought or she just doesn’t want to tell us because she knows we’ll just takeit away from her.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The dream shifts to an interior room with a high ceiling andbright overhead lights, similar to a TV studio. The lights are only on theimmediate area, creating darkness for the rest of the room, and my camera-viewdoes not penetrate the darkness.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A carpeted riser is in the middle of the lighted area, andon it are a number of clear plastic blocks, boxes used for building astructure, about 8 inches on each side. The girl is using these blocks to buildsomething in the same manner one would use normal-sized wooden blocks, thoughit is not clear what she is making. I ask but I never get an answer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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This dream wasn't lucid but the imagery of the half-naked woman will haunt me for some time.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The earliest thing I recall is standing in the conferenceroom at my former job. Along with several others I am setting up food forpeople returning from a meeting where it will be announced that we haveachieved a big win, an announcement that we have been awarded a major projectwith lots of money involved. On this scale such awards happen only every fewmonths at best so this is a big deal. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]One of the engineers I work with, J.W., is standing near meand talking about the project. I don’t really pay attention to the specifics,though I am glad for our success as a company. I’ll be attending the meeting,though my work on the project may not come for months.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A gathering of people has been set up on the top floor ofthe parking garage, a makeshift receiving line designed to welcome ourreturning staff with honor and fanfare. The problem is that other offices sharethe parking garage, and their clients happen to wander inadvertently throughthe receiving line. The first couple of people don’t really cause any stir, butthe third person, a large woman in a car with no roof, really causes some commotion.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The woman is older, perhaps somewhere between 55 and75,though it’s hard to determine exactly as she appears quite unhealthy and obese.She is wearing a muumuu and as the car rolls by she sticks her legs in the air,revealing her cottage cheese legs and bulbous calves. What’s really grotesqueis she has on no underwear, and her misshapen crotch is a sight that makesseveral people ill, including me. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turn to my dad who is standing next to me in the line and ask,“Did you just see what I saw?” He confirms that he did and we both just faceaway, still looking for our expected staff. When some employees do arrive weshout and throw stuff in the air.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I make my way back inside the building and head downstairsvia the elevator. Some of the other staff members have arrived through thisfront door. I pass a group of older men dressed in suits, talking and laughingas they head in. I keep heading for the door.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I walk out into the sun I encounter a young man in aservice uniform and cap, coming in with a load of boxes. He’s slightly blondwith a charming smile, fit though not heavily muscled. He does not seem out ofplace in any way.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“You sure have a lot of boxes there, “I say. “It’s like you’vegot a bomb or something. I recall that we had received a notice that someonehad given us a bomb threat, someone who had been causing trouble in other partsof the city, and we should be on the lookout for a person with a lot of boxes,but I do not suspect this guy. I’m joking with him when I mention bombs.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He turns slightly and his gaze settles on me. He still hashis bright smile but as he faces me the happy grin disappears, and is replacedby a look of determination. Something about the change in his demeanor alertsme that he is the bomber I’ve been told to keep an eye out for, and my fearlevel shoots up a little. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]By this time I’m standing on the opposite side of my SUVfrom him. He has been unloading boxes from it and has one more box to carry inbut it is still inside the vehicle. I am standing by the open driver-side doorholding the keys, and as he reaches for the back passenger-side door to get hisbox I press the button to lock the doors.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]THWUNK! All the locks go down at once.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He looks through the vehicle at me, starting to look alittle bit shocked that I’m keeping him from his bomb materials. He has his ownkey fob and presses the button to unlock the doors.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]SHOONK! The locks all go up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I know I can’t let him get in so I press the button againand hold it down so he can’t operate them from his fob. I’ve managed to keephim from getting in but there isn’t anything to stop him from coming around thevehicle and attacking me, and this realization spurns me to action. I jump intothe driver’s seat and start the vehicle, still holding down the lock button onthe key fob. I can’t risk him getting in before I get away, and without hislast box he can’t do any serious damage.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I manage to get the door shut and I start driving as fast asI can though I am going terribly slow and can’t seem to pick up speed. The viewahead is of a street on the U.T. campus and there are speed bumps along theroad. I stop worrying about my speed, not wanting to fly up if I hit a bump toofast, and instead turn my attention towards looking for a police officer. Theyseem to be abundant whenever I don’t want to find any but I can’t locate any ofthem now when I need them.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT][FONT="Calibri"]And then I wake up.[/FONT]

05.27.2012

I found the song that was playing on Episode 25 of Cowboy Bebop!!

Cold Hearted Art Teacher (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A dream about one of my Art teachers in High School, haven't had one of those in a while...

Tried finding Kaomea last night, no luck, sorry Kaomea.

It's late afternoon, or at least early morning, there are a few people out walking around, so it isn't exactly a ghost town or anything like that. The place resembles my University, just a little bit, and I could feel like there were a lot of trees as well.

I wasn't focusing on the environment much, just some major components like the road and a few buildings. A shuttle bus that looks like the University bus is passing through, and some guy gets on the road, waits for it to pass, but the bus is still taking some time to go through.

The idiot decides to walk back a little, and run, and he gets knocked out instantly when his body slams to the moving bus. He looked a lot like Kevin that I know in waking life. I quickly rush over to him, trying to wake him up and asking him if he's all right.

I was prepared to call 911, but my recall of what I did next is horrible.

Dream shift.

Okay, I'm inside of a building, and I believe I'm in an Art Studio that seems to be owned by one of my Art teachers, let's call her Ms. J for short. Before I went to meet her, I go inside of the stuidio room, and find that I was working on a project.

I look at the large sheet of paper in front of me, and it was as wide as the length of one of my arms. It seems that it's mostly graphite portraits of several people contained in the drawing, and there was still space for me to add a little more faces or full body figures.

One thing that caught my attention was the girl I drew on the bottom right corner, she looked a lot like Erica in waking life. I speculate on who it really is, and I didn't even do a reality check.

I look up to see Kevin, a different Kevin (let's call him Kev2 to make things less confusing, who was in my art class. I could tell this was the other Kev2 for sure because of the girl he was sitting next to looked like his girlfriend. She was also in an Art class that I was in while in High School as well.

Hmm....

Kev2 seems to be explaining to her some math problems, sounds like Calculus. There was a person up in front that looked like he was a teacher, but I don't think he was discussing anything related to Art.

I couldn't remember what he said exactly, but Kev2 kind of made the teacher stop in the middle of his speech several times, and the teacher got annoyed and decided to shut up so the Kev2 can get the hint that he's supposed to quiet and listen.

The professor continues once Kev2 stops talking, but after a few seconds, he's STILL talking to his girlfriend about the math problem or whatever. Even though he's whispering, it's way too loud, and I get annoyed by this because in my mind, him distracting the teacher from saying what they wanted to say made me impatient, and all of these abrupt pauses made it worse.

The dream shifts, and I meet my Art teacher, Ms. J. I believe she's sitting with someone, and I told her about what happened to Kevin (not Kev2, the first one). I don't know why I mentioned him to her, because I'm pretty sure she wouldn't have known him in waking life.

I declared about the accident he had, and she justs has that look that says, "Okay" in a dull and stoic expression. I think she was even annoyed by me saying it, and think she wants me to leave. I could just tell, seeing as she has some company in the room.

Why is it that the cute art teachers have to be so....so.....so....so....never mind, she's probably still in a relationship with her boyfriend who is apparently a CIA agent in waking life.

Talk about having an awesome art teacher in High School huh?

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05.27.2012

Dream on how I Lucid Dream (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream pisses me off so freaking much...

My field of vision, it feels that my eyes are closed....okay....seems I'm trying to attempt a WILD after a WBTB. All right, and it feels like I'm trying to teach someone how I lucid dream, but I'm still not sure on that.

Anyway, the field of vision was light green, a very bright green, had a lime color to it, but not much. I see little waves moving within this field of vision, and I pretty much only remember myself looking at that for a while with my eyes closed.

Sometimes I wonder if that's what I saw when I tried to do a WBTB, but didn't get out of the bed...which made me drift to sleep quickly.

Running

I was with my Cross Country team. I remember we had to go through these "checkpoints" while running. In those checkpoints we could use the bathroom, change clothes, etc. I'm not sure how much time we had during those checkpoints.

I remember running out of the checkpoint, following after one of the guys on my team. It was nighttime; and it looked like we were running through downtown somewhere. There were people cheering all around; the finish line must be near.

Somehow we made it to my mom's house. I was standing with some of my Cross Country team. We were waiting to get into the next checkpoint, which was in the backyard of my mom's house, and was underground. I was waiting on my mom to open it, but she kept going so slow. So I got impatient.

That's all I remember.

Fragment

I remember pushing my conditioner and shampoo bottles aside while trying to get into the shower.

Well, it has been a long time since I remembered any dream. My recall faded, as it seems. However, after an attempt to MILD, I had a dream I remembered.

In the dream, I wasn't in my body, but simply observed things. I noticed how dragons always cause trouble in The Elder Scroll games, which is only partly true. As I think of this, images from different parts of TES games appear, following my thoughts.

Yeah, that was it, kinda stupid.

picture this; your in a high mountainous area, theres snow everywhere and huge pine trees here and there. it's not snowing, but it's everywhere on the gound, just white everywhere you look, and there's a huge chipmunk the size of a skyscraper. he's all moving slow, rummaging around and looking for you stomping his feet and all. I kept hiding behind trees and dugouts in the snow but it never worked very well. this was really wierd, I dont usually have dreams like this. what do you guys think?

Sharing the Wheel
I am in a car with Arik and his girlfriend. It is a strange car, there is no technical "back seat" although I am sitting behind them. Another strange thing about the car is that the steering wheel is in the middle of the car, and both Arik and his girlfriend are driving us through Stephenville. I scribbled in my bedside DJ that "they both really suck at driving this thing" but then again I suppose they are doing quite well considering they are sharing the steering wheel, gas and break pedals. Arik mentions something about coming to stay at my house, but I do not want him to so I dodge the question. Oddly enough, we are driving through town in search of hair growth products for Arik, even though he is young and still has a full head of hair. We drive by my old apartment on campus and I see Derek. He asks me something about money, which I find a little annoying.

Notes: The first thing that comes to mind after re-reading my DJ entry is the metaphorical interpretation of the dream. Arik's girlfriend is a new addition in real life, and the car obviously represents them as an item. I hold doubts about their likelihood of succeeding as a couple, but my dream shows me they are doing quite well at keeping things in balance all considering. Arik is the type who worries about what I consider to be unimportant things: having the newest gaming console, having the best special addition whatever, being the first to find something, knowing the most information about a band, etc. The fact that he has a full head of hair and that he is already looking for hair growth products in my dream shows what I think about his tastes. I'm not saying it's really bad or anything, obviously I care about him if I'm dreaming about him like this, but I like to think I have a very different, more practical approach. Or maybe my dream is trying to warn me not to wander into his way of thinking. The majority of people in this modern age are quite spoiled. We have many things we really have no use for when you look at the big picture. What is the point of having the newest special edition video game when it will quickly become outdated, and when 10 years down the road you will most likely realize it was largely a waste of time and money? That's just my opinion though. The end part with Derek (my brother) bothering me about money is obvious and really needs no explanation, although it should be noted that Derek is well off and I am pretty much still a bum at this point.

Missed dream signs:
---The crazy design of the car. It surprised me even in my dream!
---Their driving was a little reckless and I would have been more worried in real life.
---The hair growth products for Arik's full head of hair.
---Stopping by my old college apartment, which is precisely just that: old; not my current residence.

my sister calls me. I answer the phone and say, "mom's dead, isn't she?"

I appeared alone in a forest for her funeral, crying. there are clear tubes wrapped all through the trees and then music started playing. the music was absolutely beautiful, like nothing I had ever heard. when the music started playing, this liquid started flowing slowly through the tubes and changing colors. I started crying hysterically at this point because she was the liquid and she was there, right in the forest. I heard my mom say that she was happy she had a brother who set this up for her.

my grandmother appeared and I wanted her to see what I saw so I played the tape again. the music was really weird and off and my grandmother was confused so I started trying to rewind it for her, but she disappeared. I cried more and more in the forest, then something told me I could switch places with her. I almost did because I couldn't bear it. but then I thought of how hard it would be for her in my place and I decided against it.

notes: my grandmother died a little over a month ago and my mom doesn't have a brother.

I was at a airport with two guys I know in real life. We were on the runway, running away from security guards. I don't remember what we did, it may have been simply being on the runway, but we were all running away from them, splitting up. I reached a nearby city, but I continued to move and weave through crowds, knowing someone was following me. I figured maybe the cops were now following me... Someone grabs my arm while I am moving out of a crowd and I turn around as they leave and I see a beautiful blond girl holding my arms with piercing blue eyes, but the bottom parts of them are rimmed with orange. They were very pretty and unusual. I knew she was also hunting me down to turn me in but I was captivated by her eyes and all I could say was, "Your eyes are so pretty". She apparently thought I was just trying to distract her and said, "I'm not going to fall for that one again". And I said something back but I am not sure what. Something about asking her to do so one more time(but not like as a trick, but to believe it because seriously, it would be amazing if someone had eyes like that ). Then she simply turned away for some reason and let me go and walked off and vanished into a crowd. Then one of my friends ran by and I woke up due to my alarm clock... -.-'

May 26:

Me and a bunch of other people were in a large underground barn looking area. At some point, I sorta went back in time and changed something, causing zombies to attack everyone. We hid in a smaller area in the place, where there was some sort of hay on the ground instead of cement. In the outside area, there was also a deep circular area of water. I believe I went into it before causing this attack. Anyway, we hid in this area, and there were alien devices, black and white ones. We got word (not sure how, but I think a radio) that this infection was found and people trapped in this place have to stay there (to avoid spreading everything). There was a small window that was just a bit too small to fit through. I thought that maybe we could get out, but i concluded that it was too small. Also, you couldn’t see out of it, it was tinted and covered in dirt from the outside. For some reason (and I know there was one, but I have no idea what it was, and it probably wouldn’t have made sense anyway), I spread a bunch of rice crispies onto the ground (most or all of a box, the only food we had), and then someone said that they was hungry. All I could think was “oops”.
Eventually we left the area and I hid in the water area, but kept my head up so I could see what was going on. I think there was music and i knew something bad was going to happen. Then I saw a tank (From Left 4 Dead 2, the zombie), and was like, okay I’m outta here. Then there was a charger that ran toward the edge of the pavement area. The water was right at the end of it, and I went underwater, and managed to get to the bottom, then came back up. I repeated this multiple times to try to make it so the charger wouldn’t get me. At one point I breathed in underwater, and became a little confused. I couldn’t remember if you were supposed to breathe out or in underwater.

I didn't become lucid.

I think I brushed the idea aside. Eventually when I came up, Cops and/or military had cleaned things up.

easiness to recall:
7/10 (vivid and pretty easy to recall)

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) Legends about a dark power ruling the world from two black towers that no one had ever seen. I got to the place where the two towers stand. On the edge of a gigantic canyon on a desert. They are tall, pointy on top and shiny black. Around it there is a large open area with marble floor and I don't see guards or anyone else. There are although some walls, leading to the towers as if through a labyrinth and I soon find out that there are patrols behind those walls. So I decide to reach the edge of the canyon by going around the perimeter and to fly to the towers from the back.
Night is falling, so hopefully I can fly without being noticed. I had heard stories about a fire raging inside the towers, as if they were direct entrance to hell. On the air I notice for the first time that the towers don't start on the ground level, they actually continue down, along the canyon wall, buried on the rock and there, As the darkness sets in, the windows are backlit by red and orange light, as if there was a fire inside. I come closer to solve the mistery but something happens... I black out.

No need for spoilers, the title says it all.

Disruption and evasion:
The dream started with me being busy to try to have fun with my girlfriend, but she seemed to be increasingly distressed so we stopped. Not long after we were trying to avoid this dude who was following us and we made a huge fool out of him with a really weird physical trick my girlfriend used, basically we made him think we were running along the ground even though we were on a bridge which was a good 30m higher. That dude was maybe the reason we had to stop having fun.

Too weird for me:
I spent the whole dream as an inexistent 3rd person watcher; I was watching a certain detective doing his stuff. At some point he was starting to do naughty stuff with a totally unrelated and somewhat surprised and perplex girl. A few minutes he told his assistant to call together the settlement and he went outside with the girl where the city was watching, they sat down on a table being observed by everyone but even though I wasn't existent and not even able to think clear I wasn't content about continuing to watch this so basically I stopped the time.

Staysharps Tail:
I think I was on some kind of beach as I remember water being on my left, I was standing on something sand-like and to my right were a lot of rocks and cliffs, stuff I can't identify was lying around as well. The interesting part was the fact I had some kind of devils/demons tail.
It was pretty hard to find a picture which has such a tail which looks roughly right but here goes (picture is anime-style, maybe a little weird but nothing too bad):

Spoiler for Example picture and further description:

My tail had pretty much the same length however my tail was a little thicker and it had nearly the same thickness all the length, so it was a lot less pointy before the tip. The tip itself was thicker as in the picture as well. Also it was looking more purple.

I used it to do very naughty things to a girl, if I remember right I touched her sensitive front side with my hands while my tail was caressing and later penetrating her from behind. Oh and that tail was very well capable of ejaculating. Unfortunately I didn't feel the dream very strong, though I know that I used that tail like I always had one, it felt a little too natural actually

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes


Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams.



Dream #1 Babysitting kids.

Im in some house babysitting 2 little boys. There was a fairly attractive young lady in the house getting ready to head out somewhere. (She was brown skin with a thick curvy figure, had black curly hair, and had a british accent) The little kids were getting to be a pain in the ass, so i called this head coach (not sure who he was) over to help me babysit these kids.



Dream #2 The loaded gun.

Im in My cousin L's house, and she gave me this silver gun. I check to see if the safety was on, and it was not. So i intentionally pointed it at a table and shot at it, and there were other people in the room who jumped from the gunshot.

"You did'nt put the damn safety on."

(My cousin L talking)

"I thought i put it on after i loaded it?"



"No you did'nt. Just leave it with me in the time being."

I tuck the gun underneath my belt buckle, and started cleaning up.



Dream #3 They are plotting against me?


Im still at my cousin L's house, and i noticed this heavy set black dude sweeping something up. I was cleaning up some cheerios or something like that, and i said that i needed to use the bathroom real quick. There was this latino dude sitting down in a chair talking to someone on the phone, and staring at me the whole time.
(Little did i know, somone was plotting something against me)

But little did they know, i was on to them and ready.



Final dream: Paranoid? Crazy? Or Both?

Im walking down a long a long hallway, and went into this bathroom. (it looked like a public bathroom stall) Im taking a piss, and hear someone coming towards the bathroom.
I finish, turn off the bathroom lights, and notice some shadow coming towards the bathroom. I hid behind a wall of the door, reaching for my gun waiting for this person to enter the bathroom. Soon as he entered the bathroom i shot him twice, and once in his head.

I hear people screaming down the hall. I said..

"Ah ha..they ARE plotting against me!"

I waited again for someone else to appear in this dark bathroom. A second guy appeared, and i shot him. A third guy appeared, and i shot him like 5 times. He kept crawling towards me, and i shot him in the face. I ran out of that bathroom, and ran down this long hallway, dived thru the floor and woke up. =/



No luck becoming lucid in this dream. :/ I was gonna try and search for Littlezoe again, but i ended up only being semi lucid. Oh well, there is always tonight to look foward too!

I was looking out the window and had seen 8 tornadoes in the distance.. they were making their way towards the direction I was in. I instantly grabbed a camera and started to take pictures. People were running all in the streets and I was ducking low behind the bottom part of the window only to pop up now and then to snap pictures of these twisters. out of the corner of my eye I spotted pure darkness and realized it was a huge massive dark tornado.. it practically engulfed one side of the sky.. I felt the air becoming warm and I woke up.