Non-Lucid Dreams
so this is non- lucid dream where being awake and your always awake yet you transcend into a forever sleep form while always being awake so as I close my eyes I see lights and dark aura manipulation where I try to attain solid form and metal like awareness In the solidify light and darkness I try meditating and controlling the dark aura around me before slipping into lucidity as I start to sink in the bed i become aware when i start to wake the lights are gesture of reality that have been said and done then they come into a wake of psychotic expression in 2dimension that i have to try to stare and figure out the complexity before i fall into a deep sleep when in deep sleep the gesture of the light and darkness rave into complexity of false reality and reality alike then when staring into the light aura and darkness rave the intent then becomes whateva i can think before blacking out and waking up in lucidity
so I wake up dreaming about god the first thing that happens is I'm on a mountain then it starts to rise then god spoke and as god spoke I claim that he was false god then I started falling from the edge of a corner into a ditch as I was in the ditch more images of friends hanging out become apparent then I was walking on a pipeline in some constructed area after that I was in bed where my blanket started wrapping around me after I got out of that mess god claim to be there again after I woke up in the dream all I can a remember was people surrounding me
I close my eyes then start moving lucidly around my surrounding then I fall to my knees holding my stomach then grip the ground bashing the floor I scream I start to fall from the heavens then I wake up in lucidity murdering every virtual opponent I start crying as my tears start to fall I start transforming god starts worshipping me trying to banish me out of heaven until I see her again then I start moving slowly I bend down on one knee then lounge forward screaming I wake up laying in bed in darkness I close my eyes tighter my eye lids start to fall then I'm flying in the heavens looking at a vast eternity I see puppets and angels getting murder In my sight the there jus subconscious being I don't know if they really have a consciousness then I wake standing in mid air falling from my chest start bleeding then I'm falling in the ocean as I get buried under water in the ocean I wake up I close my eyes tighter then I'm in a seem less adventure where I'm in a burning forest where I stand in the wake of others persecuting me until I sleep again
so these dreams is I'm always staring at girls then I get the nerve wrecking pinch that makes me want to do something else then about a hour a later I want to stare at girls again then when I recall it only last 8 to eleven minutes every time I have this dream
so this is a dream theory that when one perceives there imagery In dreams and reflects lights in the darkness of seeing human and conscious awareness in dream thinking demons angels monsters are all your subconscious creations so when dreaming in nightmare in ld its your mind trying to fathom how you perceive your own after life in a game played when your eyes are closed so when closing your eyes and meeting dream characters and having view and conversation when sleeping being that your mind makes a deep desire to replicate and create images in your own being and waking life seeing images and reflection of the scary monster the most ruthless demons the most exotic angels and having conversation with other human dreamers in a sense of imagery your mind wakes up in a dream a you seeing other images that aren't your image sometimes I'm not sure if someone has just a standing in a mirror point of view of seeing their lives unfold so when your mind contracts the darkness to reflect the light you make up being in the darkness in moments notice while trying to wake for daily activities in your own pre-set mind games and conscious fathoming
I wake up getting worship by god Girl on Drugs) I stare at there faces as they wake an I escape by darkness
it was very cold the breeze was a deep chain of being crucified in the wilderness I felt as if I been here before or the place same like a familiar setting I start running as I was running the cold pressure got more intense I was frozen in a staring photo as I try to open my eyes I see a pinch black sunset arise from the clouds into a orange crème as the orange took control of the sky I see a pinch dull of blue getting ready to take the sky over as the creamy orange was settling in
I'm staring at a blinding white light trying to type words as the ink of black stain the white pre scene I get engulf in words that are meaningless if they have no purpose the intent of the dream fades as I'm staring upon the glass I close my eyes and start typing words in my dreams as I'm dreaming I cant understand anything that goes on I jus see a floating of words trying to memorize the event that never happen I try to write more yet its just black ink staining the ominous white color as the black ink stains the white I see myself transforming in letters of gesture I only have when my eyes are closed
this is a crucifixion dream I keep getting crucified in a dark alley when I'm laying in my bed I woke up seeing 3 fire spot that I had to stomp out when I try to stomp them out a fourth fire started then fading out after that I woke up in my bed
closing my eyes I can see stars when I'm not outside I become lucid the lucidity of the darkness becomes an intent light flickering and shimmering around my very being as I'm lucid I can still see the darkness the darkness lucidity and the light lucidity was a lot different the shape of my dream become that of a blinding light space starts forming as star particle's over and over am I my own galaxy am I alien or human who has this power to control space and time I think to myself as I'm becoming lucid the darkness flicker the light once again I fall into a deep sleep I still know my eyes are closed yet I'm in a world where I see thing more vibrant then when I'm awake the universe becomes destroyed as a simple blink I can destroy galaxies and space with a mere gesture yet when I destroy the universe more galaxies and space form every time I close my eyes
this dream starts I look in the mirror then I see a darkness devil following me and pertain to my every iit stares at me it darkly clouds my jugdement I start transforming my lucidity as the devil keeps following me I vanish vortex then the devil implodes so the devil was my image playing games on how I see the dream world it was like staring in the mirror as I seen the reflected devil I become still infamy begging myself more clarity the Xels are cells was being born with devil dna like playing games and getting crucified every time you die in a video game to wake back up in the same level and stage to dream about more gestures of my devil form so when I was looking at my reflection of the devil my mind made a game about it I was in prison in a game where I had to do certain gesture to make my self wake up yet I love this dream more than anything knowing I'm the ruler of hell every time I see my reflection in the mirror I turn off the lights and just stare into darkness making my spiritual embodiment come to its senses as I dream in my devil form the xels are to integrate on how I live in the after life in my devils body over and over as I close my eyes forever
this takes place in all houses and apt dream eternity white mech snow gloss the nano slumps then shatter facee cop face fuck dream eternity welcome world dream intercourse in my distant vanish vortex i crush the atoms of the opposing face particles as she shatter and melts i mech in my nano form in my white gloss snow mech gloss snow white in light white full spectrum enough a enough i force you to do anything for me indepth of mech nano suit gloss white form of gross gloss snow effect snow life waking intent gloss snes gray smoke form i slid and dash to the right off my left edge on the edge increase scan form in my intel wetmouth network dreaming eternity as an unlawful entry over and over as i torment and crucify the sleep form intent of waking base intent of drug form of my mech nano suit in my white gloss snow suit i dream of my nano to reach 814 over eight hundred and fourteen dream eternity waking in sleep in my forums waking over and over disgrace to the public i wake intent of the highest form of savior of crucifying me into my nano vortex white snow gloss form in my mech nano i shut down in my snap evaporate form as i evaporte in to more condensce pixels i dream on internal use of my intent over the edge in my false replica perspective i had full crucfiixion over my opponet the destruction of the after life of the intercourse in my being the over lord of existence creates more intel the intelligent over drugs the esscence of over and over dream states play time is never over i will rape the after life as i used the force i was intent of existence of world dream of escape of the world in universe over and over the think think of my dreams over my hologram forms over and over the white gloss of my nano snow form starts to snap evaporate as i crush into dense into vanish vortex the squadren of my gang rape face when making creates the dream interface force blow alingment staff interject flow dripping ex cell across thinking all the vvsss my cum worth more nutting white gloss snow mech rapture the snow gloss melts as the white light gets blind sided introduce to a new enemy of worlds crucified into mix of more mixing drugs mixing my drugs capsules dreaming enter sleep my wake into espace interface drug mix c into white gloss snapping evaportaing mech melting metal mix melting drug effects the world unifying thru my being over and over as i dream in eternity waking escape forming concentration dull strand effect pulse im getting headace the officer says as i he mind eclispe he wander what he saw he was trying to process if he was getting rape or if he died standing up he trys to laugh with no fusion of mind and subconscious he melts away in a snow gloss the white shimmers as he eyes blink as he starts to feel he feel the pain of his fiction over and over i should of stop him i had the chance to be the hero of the city of course im the bad guy so i wanted to desire more fiction of more of the state of the glimmer white i seen earlier today as i fiction his form as the white shimmers blinks the white gloss of snow the gloss snow melts into a snapping vapor clouding the premise with smoke i inhale then faint as i start to blink and close my eyes the whole world eclispe then vanish as the universe swallow me whole the dull strain an strands out of my hand dreaming intercourse of internal lust dream in escape dreaming wake intent dreaming thinking over slept think kept dreaming in luciidty unlawful pulse comes out of my hand the unlawful post drain my strand energy as i gress to more profane awareness the events and effects dull my stranded light pressure pulse the white snow null into pinch black dust the dust of the blackness dream on more white light entering and taking the darkness away as i travel in my dream world the 3d aspect of my world seem so assuring now that ihave all this power i want to use it to destroy the 8th dimeinson then turn the world into a 14th realm over and over as i age in youth to become younger and younger the sound of my voice vibrates and shakes the univere a res of my voice taints the forgotten then seem in the light in wake intent of my fragment form rebuilding a new snap vanish as i evaporate vortex i enter the abandon bando then discretlly make my descend should i make my descent or should i flee away like a little bitch and not know how my exile takes place waking up in distraught wake callng the police my 8 inches becomes one and one again
some I'm in a lucid dream trying to get control of my gestures so I can attain a higher form of intellect and knowledge knowing my power is immense I start crucifying my movements with wake jolts that can imprison my body in still infamy then start dreaming about more connecting to the world that becomes a fantasy of virtual demise I start dying the vanish in a vortex of destroyed pixel where my body reform as liquid hydration as I keep dying I notice I have more and more chances to come back to life and try this gestures over and over until it seems fit that what I'm doing is correct as I wake back up in lucidity I start transforming in melting glass then turn on fire in inhaling grasp my body becomes shrouded with flames haunting and tormenting my body to the exact pleasure of intense heat as a burning desire I try to gesture some more for more intent to wake up from my lucidity as the controlled virtual form of myself start replica forming where when I fall asleep my replica body become more passionate thru the darkness in a onslaught of gestures waking up after taking a power nap I'm in the virtual world again ready to die and keep trying it over and over
this dream I'm side scrolling then I get suck into a vortex where cosmic darkness engulf my whole body the dark then envelops into imploding star light the light and the darkness tug and pull out each other as I'm trying to become lucid as my lucidity start I get suspended in the air then I see a circle of green light the green light then becomes neurons as atom particles that get minded away when I'm trying to jolt awake I'm in animation then I start jerking my physical body from my dream body trying to wake up cause the light fixtures were becoming to condescending so I'm trying to pull my my psychical body from my dream persona as I become lucid my dream become an developing white light and I can still feel my body with air pressure floating in the air as the light shimmers into a dark fade I awake where the light start spurting on its own and when I wake up my pants are wet from peeing on my self
a close my eyes and let the abyss engulf me I darkness I will become one with the universe I utter under my breath as the darkness looms over a fantasy of star lights I grasp the darkness with pinch nerves wondering how I wake if I only see nothingness I wonder for a minute as the darkness becomes fading smoke gestures as the light starts taking control I see the darkness expand turn into foolish gestures as they light start glimmering the wakefulness of being up prompts me into waking up some more like I'm transforming dark into light as the light become more temper my mind becomes consciousness as I start dreaming I notice that the light can do whatever it pleases without darkness getting in the way as the gestures become more intent my dream form fades into a light phase of smoke gestures surrounding me in a prison of dreams as I wake I become lucid as I'm becoming lucidity itself the dawn of eternity becomes light and darkness as I try to wake from this sleep I become more powerful until the next time the light and darkness fades