Linkzelda's Dream Journal

I'm really motivated to start drawing out my dreams in the near future, especially when I think back on a few and can still remember the actions I did, facial expressions, etc.....maybe when college starts again for me, or some time during this vacation I might find one dream to do some drawings on.

My ultimate goal is to even add music along with the drawings too. I can already tell that would take a lot of time, and I would have to do it gradually because of that, but it should be interesting.

I'll just stop being reserved of what I can do and just use what I can do instead of wasting it each day I don't.

06.06.2012

Dogs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The environment was kind of confusing to presume what time of day it was, but I assume it was morning because the sky was light gray, and the weather was kind of neutral, so it had to be morning, otherwise there would still be glaring hot rays over here.

Very calm environment, very nice as well, I could even push it a little and say that this would be an ideal environment to take a little stroll.....definitely at my University in this dream.

I believe I'm walking to get to my bicycle at what seems to be College Station in Texas, more specifically, the area where the statue of Sul Ross is located at. Yes, I can see it now......large spacious area in front of me, the statue probably 3-6 feet away from me if I paid attention to it.

I see there's a small chihuahua, light brown fur, and probably wearing a little pink cloth hanging around its neck was barking at me.

The owner was right next to it, and looking at the dog, I thought it was kind of cute for it to bark down on me like that. It looked so fragile that I could've squished on it if I wanted to.

Then when I focus my attention back to walking again, something zooms past me to my left. By the time I turn my head to the left, whatever it is already gone, and I'm still a bit delayed from this.

I'm like "uhhhhh" while still looking to the left and to the ground, and then after a few seconds, I look where the thing was headed that went ahead of me. I see it's a dog.

Okay, no problem, I'm a little slow that it basically looks like a double sized pit-bull, and that the owner trying to stop it, even though her weight alone and her holding on the leash should've been enough to prevent the dog from moving.

When I said her weight should've been enough, she was pretty chunky and short. She looked very young as well, I'd say 15-16 or so based on what I saw from far away.

This dog was obviously not within her control, and I believe it was wearing a dark blue cloth around its neck as well. This reminds me of the group of dogs in Okami that are supposed to be guardians or something.

I'd say the dog looked like the 4th one on the bottom to the right, and wore a blue scarf or cloth like the one 3 squares above it. Oh, and it had the ears of the one 3 square above it as well.

I believe it also has a deformed white oval extending from the bottom of its neck, all the way to its body. I look at it for a while, still being a retard until something clicks in my head.


HO



LY





SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



That dog was this close from freaking tearing my ass into pieces!!! I quickly look at it, it's still a good distance away from me, but if it could go that fast to where it takes a while for me to notice something passed me, the "safe" distance didn't matter.

I'd say it was 20-30 feet away from me, and I saw that the owner was trying her best to stop the dog by pulling the leash very vigorously.

I could've just played it off and ignore the dog, but this thing is too freaking twitchy for me me to be passive all over again. I finally get me legs in synch with the "holy shit" moment I just had, and the dog turns around 180 to see what's behind it.

Something tells me that in that dog's mind, it was saying "Did I get him? Did I get him? Did I get him? Did I get him?"


*sigh*


But enough for instilling a Black stereotype on myself. I was still scared, just a bit, of this dog possibly coming after me. The owner finally had a good grip on him/her/whatever the fuck you want to label that atrocity, but I didn't want to take my chances.

Me and the dog are both looking at each other from a distance, and it seems that it just happened to glance at me while it's looking at other people as well. I didn't want to take my chances, so I ran a little to the left away from it, built up some speed, and then prepared to do a twirl while jumping in the air like I'm some kind of Ice Ballerina.

I actually pull it off with ease, and I think I land perfectly as well, I can feel myself twirling in the air, feeling as if I might fail and fall, but I land majestically, at least from what I experienced.

When I landed, I bumped into one of those La-Z-Boy furniture chairs, so I guess the landing wasn't really perfect. It seemed I just happened to step on the lever that brings the sofa chair back, so I bend down to pull/push the lever to bring it back up.

I can't remember what I did next.

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06.06.2012

Party (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm shirtless throughout most of the this party. It's held inside the house that I'm at in waking life. There seems to be a lot of young people here at first, and I assumed I guess I hosted the party, even though I never hosted on in my life.

I walk around, see a few familiar people, and then I saw her...


Isaura...sigh.

She's not with her boyfriend. Why did she have to be in this dream?

She's wearing a short black jacket that just hands half way to her waste, and I believe she's wearing a striped shirt going horizontally. She's also wearing a really short denim skirt with black stockings underneath and some pretty fancy dark red heels.

Her lips as well are dark red, which makes her more enticing to have a conversation with. But she had a boyfriend in waking life, I'm not going to talk to her at all, even if it is just a dream.

I'm waiting in line to get some food, wait, I have to wait in line if I'm hosting this bloody party?

Wow.


Anyway, while I'm waiting in line, I see some guy that looks like Ivan in real life (guy from High School that I kinda knew in one or two classes).

He's shirtless too, though I don't really pay attention to the details, and I think some guys like myself were either wearing short black sports pants or some weird yellow or black cloth covering our private parts. Ivan asks a stupid question, like he mostly does from what I recall in waking life, and this query of this is wondering how he can alter the color of the cloth he's wearing.

There's supposed to be an island cabinet in the middle of the kitchen (so much for reality checking), but the brown dining table replaces it, and some random person grabs Ivan's cloth, and you know the tiny little gap that shows from tables that can be split in two in order to save space when you don't need them?

Yeah, someone puts the cloth between it, rubs it a little in between, and take it out, and it matches the color of the brown table.

Okay.....don't know exactly why Ivan wants a change in color for his cloth, but not my concern, hell, I think I wanted mine changed too....LOL.

Anyway, as I'm getting closer and closer to the food, I'm still waiting behind Ivan. Then I realize the food in front of me would be gone. Ivan goes around the table to where we're facing each other, and I see there's like 4 pieces of food left, like Hors d'oeuvres type of food.

Sigh.....

I let Ivan take it, and try to look around to see if there's any food, but the only thing I'm seeing are chips and some small packets of what seemed to be red salsa for it. I think there were Fruit Loops cereal as well.

I get a bowl, and I think I put some chips inside, but I also think I put some Fruit Loops inside of it as well. I guess I forgot that I put chips in the bowl.

The dream shifts, and I'm in the same kitchen, and I see bottles of some black stuff. In my mind, I thought they were overloads from Runescape.

To describe what Overload potions are in a nutshell: Basically, you need 96 Herblore to make these things, but you can boost your stats up if you're lucky and get a 5+ bonus from Spicy Stew. When you drink a dose of an Overload potion, your combat stats go WAY up, making it useful for killing things faster, and the effect lasts for 5 minutes.

If you're 99 in all combat stats, you're basically level 125 in Attack, Strength, Defense, Range (I think) and 106 for mage I think? (because having 125 Mage means you're a fucking god). Oh and if you drink potions that drain your stats, as long as you have Overloads and have the effect own, it boosts them back up to max, so it's the perfect potion when you use items like Saradomin Brews that boost your health way up, but drain your stats as tradeoff.

Think of Overloads as Steroids in the game.

Okay back to the dream.

I'm filling out this black substance in different containers starting from as small as a regular bottle with a cap on it, to as large as a oil barrel.

My second thought of what the black substance was is oil as well, the overload thing came into mind after I assumed it was oil. I pour it out in bigger containers, for some odd reason, and then I think I reached the point to where I just pour things out without really giving much thought to it.

I think I drank some stuff from the bottle, then realized I probably took some of the black substance, panicked a little, but it was actually water, not the black substance.

Then someone calls out my name, I turn around, and it's one of older people in their 50s calling me. It's from a group in waking life that basically has parties for anyone's birthday.

Anyway, as I'm listening to her, though I forget what she said specifically, I'm tying up what seems to be a trash bag. I tell her to give me a few seconds to finish tying up the bag, and there were several people sitting near the couches and chairs as well.

The dream shifts again to where the party finally ends. I go outside the garage, and the environment outside is completely mixed up. On my right, I see parts of College Station, Texas, more specifically, areas near the Clock Tower and Texas A&M.

I even see the railroad lane and some oncoming traffic as well, and yet I don't do a reality check for this. I think someone comes in to see if the party is still going, but I'm not sure what I said, but they left eventually. I think I was outside at the garage to get some kind of fairly large blue object, like an over-sized notebook of some sort, and probably went back inside the house.

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06.06.2012

Hypocrite (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I sitting on my bed, it's bright as day from what I see through the blinds and the overall natural lighting of the room I'm in. There are a few kids around, so I presumed I have to babysit them while the adults party it up....-.-

I threw a paper ball at one kid, and quickly changed my facade to where I had no participation in this. He turns around to find out who it was, and he's not completely stupid fortunately.

He's a small kid, probably 6-7 years of age I believe, and resembles one of the twin kids that I sometimes have to make sure behave when they come to this house in waking life. He's wondering where the paper balls are, and they are right next to my left leg. It seems I'm wearing long gym pants.

Before the kid could check the left side, I slowly put my leg on top of the paper balls, and when he goes on the left side, he's wondering what the hell happened to the rest of the paper balls.

Lol, what a bloody idiot. I continue pretending that I didn't do anything by asking him where they could possibly be. I even pulled out some sheets that I probably used to cover myself while sleeping to help him see if there were there.

Nada, still under my legs, he isn't going to find those paper balls.

Idiot.

I guess he gives up eventually because there's a dream shift where I'm talking to another child. I have to bend down on my knees, and slant my back forward just to make eye contact with him.

The kid did something that irritated me, probably something he said to the other kids. He's dark-skinned, resembles another kid who is a little bit more mature than the other twins, probably 9-13 years of age in waking life now.

I tell him he's a hypocrite.

His face is still, I don't think he knows what hypocrite or hypocrisy means. I almost thought he was going to tell on me for calling him one.....LOL...but really, he asks me,

"What's that?"

I gave him what I thought it was at the time with my diluted logic in this dream. I told him that a Hypocrite is a person who tries to proclaim ideals that should be met, and contradicts those intentions by not trying to follow them.

I even give him an example, a horrible example that went a little out of context. I declared something about believing in God, The Bible, Angels, etc., and then contradicting those intentions and ideals by not believing in Angelic symbols.


I'm paraphrasing here, but I know I did a horrible job with telling this kid what it means. Oh well, don't give a crap on what I instill in that kid's head, just wanted to enlighten him so he wouldn't be bothering me, or possibly go up to his parents and declare that I called him a hypocrite.

Boy....that wouldn't be fun.....especially with how my father tries his best to let the adults enjoy and loosen themselves at parties...I might as well fabricate whatever came out of my ass at the time.

Not saying I want to ruin the parties or anything, just that the children can be horrible sometimes with their behavior. Thank goodness for video games or just basic television, because that's the only thing that will shut them up.

Man, I really do hate children huh? Guess I won't be considering marriage for a loooong time.