Linkzelda's Dream Journal

07.30.2012

Love Song (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting at a computer lab with a few random people, and I trying to think of something clever for a project I have to do. I believe I was wearing a black leather jacket, with a regular white shirt underneat, and probably long jeans.

I wanted to do some set of drawings for something, and I believe I was doing it digitally by first scanning a sketch of something, and then creating a separate layer to quickly draw in the lines in the sketch for better detail.

That's what I would think I'd do, but then I started to get distracted with something else. I look at the computer screen, and I was watching Nana (not the singer Nana) and Nobu hugging each other. Nana was crying on Nobu's chest, and he's holding her tightly in his arms.

I look at this for a while, and tried to speculate how I could relate this to the project I'm doing (and I honestly don't know what I'm doing it for).

I felt someone's presence to my right, but I didn't bother to turn around to see who it was at the time. I start getting more worried and needed to do something quick, at least that's what I think because I felt like I was being rushed.

Then the person sitting next to me queried,

"Why don't you do a love song for her?"

It takes me a few seconds, but I finally realized she was talking to me. I slowly turned my head to the right, watching her from her breasts all the way to her mouth. As I'm elevating my head, the black shadow starts to fade away and reveals more of her visage.

I think she had long black hair that was curly and wavy....

Unfortunately, that's all I remembered, I didn't get to see any other parts of her face except for her smile.

A love song? For who?

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07.30.2012

Store Killing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside of what seems to be your basic supermarket. I believe I killed someone based on the number of people looking at me, and I think someone said that I killed her myself.

The dream resets, I think, and I'm walking around checking the aisles of the store for any kind of suspicious activity. I still have the feeling that I did something wrong, and I eventually reach an aisle, but didn't go into it, where there's a lady who most likely fainted.

An older women who has a wide stopic and huge ass (you know, the droopy torso and elevated ass kind of older women) holding the lady that looks like she passed out in her arms. She's kneeling down to support the lady on the floor, and when I looked closer, there's blood somewhere on the girl's chest.

As for the girl herself, I didn't pay attention too much to get her visage, because I still had a feeling that this could've been my doing. It felt as if this was a rewind on the event, except that I'm not with the group of people crowding around the female.

I'd say the female was in her 20s, and she was wearing a faded swamp green kind of dress with the thin straps that can go over her shoulders. Her hair was brunette, I'm sure of it, and she was skinny, but not too skinny.

Why am I killing people without knowing why I did so in the dream?

07.29.2012

Job Interview with Brunette (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down inside a small room, and it's well-lit. Judging by its atmosphere, this same room feels like it would be air-conditioned if I had more awareness of the external stimuli of the A/C running in waking life. The light gives off a faded light orange-yellow-ish color, and in front of me is a female in a pink dress or something like that.

She's a brunette with wavy and curly hair in some parts. She's exhibiting a lot of radiance and enthusiasm towards me, which leaves me speechless until she popped the question,

"What are your view on work?"

After she asked me that, it was as if I indulged into some kind of mental time dilation to process why she would query me this. That feeling fades away when I get a mental light bulb, and realized that I must be at a job interview (at least). I tried my best to not portray any apparent facial expressions to her, and quickly fabricated a half-assed response.

I believe I declared that I'm a virgin, and that I'm single. I also explained some things (it felt like an extreme bravado on my part) of how I'm a decent person. In short, I was convincing her that I was a good little boy, though I don't even know why I'm meeting her in the first place.

She takes a neutral look at me with her mouth slightly opened, and then she quickly smiles and laughs. She even gives me a round of applause with her small claps.

She was very attractive, something about the way her visage was angled, her eyelashes and makeup really made me enticed by her.

I wonder if that could be Alyzarin I met, or maybe someone else. She had the height and the youth for her to be Alyzarin, and her wearing the pink outfit reminds me a lot of Alyssa as well.

Hmmm, guess it's all speculation.

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07.29.2012

Open Ceiling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being on top of the ceiling inside a building, and it didn't look complete. I noticed that the interior of the building, at least the room that I'm on top of, is composed of fairly faded white wood material.

07.28.2012

Airport Traveling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember going to an airport several times.

I've been having some airport related dreams lately....

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07.28.2012

Weird Costumes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm inside of a waterfall cave with someone wearing a bright colored type of superhero outfit. It was just the helmet and cape that had bright orange and yellow colors, while the rest of their outfit was black.

They wanted me to follow them I'm assuming, but that's all I remember.

07.27.2012

Negative Points in School (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a classroom, and it feels like it's in afternoon dream time. The teacher uses a point system, but I don't know for what purpose. The teacher looks like Sasha from "Meet the Browns" television sitcom. She's wearing a pink shirt that looks a little tight on her.

Maybe it was because her breasts were a little larger than normal, which pulled the shirt up a bit where you could probably see her bellybutton if she had a larger breast size. For some odd reason, I insulted her, though I can't remember what exactly, and she deducts 50 to 100 points from my overall score, which was low in the first place.

This sends it down to a really really low negative score. I was shocked at first, but after the teacher finds petty reasons to bring other people's grades down, I just let the dream plot be a passive experience instead. It's close to dismissal, and it's quite a crowd outside of class.

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07.27.2012

Disposable Prostitute (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a drunk prostitute, and she's short and very ugly. She's wearing a slutty black outfit. Basically, it's like she's wearing a panty made out of a black string that's only like 1-3 inches wide, which means you can see all of her private holes.

Simply disgusting, and since it was late at night, it was hard to look at her face, but I'm glad I didn't try in the first place. I'd say she was at least 50 years old or so.

Then I did something horrible, I literally lifted this short female, and threw her on the dirt on the side of a house, and turned back like she was nothing at all.

07.26.2012

Redhead in Black (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm not even sure if this is a precognitive dream or an actual one, because I think that when the dream was over, I was talking to myself about something, and I had a feeling that this happened in the onset of the dream being created.

I had the intention of finding Alyzarin in a dream, since I felt I could match her REM cycles at some point during my sleep.

All I remember is seeing a skinny female, big anime like eyes, but still within the border of realistic eyes. She is wearing dark red lipstick, and she's smiling to where the front of her lips make a steep curve down, while the sides curve inwards to her cheekbones.

She is wearing a black dress that looks like it could be worn in bed, like a nightgown of some sort.

Something tells me that I asked if she was my dream guide, but I can't remember if she responded to me at all. All that I could remember from her is that she just looks at me with a smile.

The more I stare at her, the more her eyes become enticing. She had light brown eyes, and then they were more gold-ish and lighter than before when I focused on the detail.

Her hair was similar to Paz's style in Metal Gear Solid: Peace Walker. The hair itself looked like it was just filled with a light red-pink color, no detail like individual strands or anything like that.

Her facial structure was small, slightly round, and made a slight dip or smooth point for her chin. She also had pale skin, and the black nightgown she wore augmented this with the heavy contrast.

The environment itself was blurry, very dark, from gray to black. It felt as if this environment was so blurry to where it would look like a running ink painting of buildings, etc.

After seeing the girl in front view, my perspective changes to where I see her in profile view. I realize how skinny she really is, and she isn't wearing any shoes, I think.

I can understand that the girl's visage and body structure was mostly because I watched a random Metal Gear Solid: Peace Walker video of Snake vs. Paz on YouTube late at night.

Now for the pale skin, and black night gown, it's probably because of a woman named Stoya who has pale skin, and wore a black ngihtgown or lingerie. I'll keep that source to myself. *whistles innocently*

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07.26.2012

She is a Lesbian (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Because I had little sleep last night, because I decided to do some late night internet searching, and talking to someone before they passed out (you know who you are =P), the recall is shallow.

I believe I'm hanging with someone, and based on how relaxed I felt, it was most likely the persona I take when encountering relatives that I haven't seen in a long time ago. It's the passive demeanor that just allows the naivette to grow and grow.

I honestly can't explain my feelngs for this kind of dissociative thought..

I think I'm following her in a clothes mall, and I only stick to following her. I wasn't interested in buying anything for myself or her, and I guess the only reason I was with her was because I wanted to walk around, or to just be there for the relative of mine.

I couldn't get her visage, it was blurry, and she was wearing mostly black. It was as if I was just following a shade or something. I believe we finally reach a cash register, and as I let her tend to her business with paying for whatever it is she has, I notice someone else close to me.

I'm not sure if she was following me, or is waiting in line, but I get a close up view on her. I realize she looks a lot like an African American girl I had for a Science class.

To make sure I somewhat remember her, I'll just put it out here that her family history involved having sickle cell.

She looked so adorable and cute, just like the waking life version. She looks up at me in a shy manner, if that makes any sense. I think she glances at me because I glanced at her, and I think she tried looking back somewhere else.

She was short, I'd say 5 feet or so, which is probably a safe estimate that the waking life version of her was in Middle school.

Wow, now that I think about it, she really was cute when I had her for Science class, but her personality....not so much.

LOL, why am I going through analysis of middle school encounters?

Someone is calling the relative who is still blurry for me, I think, and I think at some point, she said she is a lesbian.

I don't know how, but something just tells me she said that to someone.

07.25.2012

Non-REM Sleep Nonsense (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This whole dream was full of nonsense, I honestly don't know what the hell I was experiencing here.

I'm walking in a hallway of some sort wearing light colored, or slightly dark colored striped pants going down. They go a few inches (1-3) past my knee, and I believe I'm wearing my white running shoes that I use at the gym. I'm walking with someone, but I can't remember who exactly.

I have a feeling that it was my mother, but due to the insane randomness and insanity of this dream with fragments as well (I think), it didn't really matter. Whoever it was, she was wearing some type of green outfit with a white female dress shirt underneath.

I come to the realization that there are many people on the sides sitting down, just enforcing their roles of showing that humans are magically gregarious beings when something prevents them from moving forward.

I don't know what's keeping these people from moving, and the reason I'm concerned is that I feel weird and have exaggerated thoughts of paranoia that they are probably making fun of me some how.

I try to hide those feelings of insecurity with a healthy dose of bravado and randomly declared to the person I'm walking with,

"I'm just going to walk in front, and not look back!" something along those lines.

Some confidence booster that was..........

I'm also smiling like crazy while I said that as well! I immediately look at someone on the left side with my peripheral vision, and noticed it's someone who looks like a High school tennis teammate I used to know that was #1 I think at our school.

He's just looking at me, like he's trying to balance between being neutral and slightly weird of my presence.

There's no point speculating about his thoughts right now.

The dream shifts to where some redheaded lady, who is at least in her 50s asks me,

"How's Sinoblak doing?"

The lady is wearing a fancy white jacket that's a bit higher than her waist, has dark clothing on underneath.
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Then there's a dream shift where I'm playing Runescape, and I pick a world with the number 130 in it, I think it was "RunescapeGuild130," something along those lines. I feel as if I'm playing with my clan leader, Mellania, and we're basically just destroying the Corporeal Beast with two or three more clan members.

We killed the Corporeal Beast a few times, and it dropped a Chaotic Rapier, and with my dream logic, this made perfect sense. I told myself mentally that I would have two Chaotic Rapiers to attack the Corporeal Beast.

(If you're using a rapier on the beast, I think it only does 50% damage, which isn't worth the damage it will put on you).

The dream shifts again, and I'm upstairs at some random house. The whole section is circular, so the stairs to go down were opposite of where I was. For a few seconds, the environment changes completely, and I have to face a monster with one huge eye.

It was purple on the outside for it's skin, and it it just looked weird. A skinny body to support it's large head was completely unreal. I had to do more body formations than William Shatner high on sugar to bounce back this black energy ball it created.

Then after that madness, I'm back upstairs, and some guy is humping a girl very very very very hard that....I don't need to go into those details.

Then the same guy humping the girl turns around, looks at me weird, and suddenly wants to chase me. Since we're in a circular top floor, I basically have to try and trick this guy into thinking I'm going the other way.

It takes a while, but I finally dash for downstairs, and I press the "Back" button as if I was on the internet or something.....

I woke up immediately after that...LOL...I think.

07.24.2012

Burnt Toast (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see my Uncle and older cousin again. They were talking about something, and throughout the whole dream, I smell slightly burnt toast.

(I didn't know what there was actually a burnt toast smell spreading around the house I'm at for vacation in Florida as yet).

My older cousin is cooking two pieces of bread, and he has another pan to the left that's heating up some butter that's already in the liquid phase (I'm assuming he took a block of butter in the fridge and let it simmer a bit until it melted).

The same pan he's melting the butter in, I believe it is tilted to the left, so that all the butter would be allocated in one spot, probably so he can poor the butter with ease, without having to worry too much on grease that might accumulate on the pan.

While he's waiting, I notice he looks kind of tired, or maybe he looks depressed. His facial composition is slightly droopy in all areas, and he doesn't look too happy that he has to put some toast on a skillet. My uncle then shows up finally to sit next to my older cousin.

My uncle queried my cousin about something related to the toast, but I couldn't remember.

The burnt toast smell gets stronger and stronger, and my eyes immediately open, and I really DO SMELL BURNT TOAST IN THE HOUSE.

I realize that I haven't been burned alive as yet, so I calmed down. I look at the timer I had for the alarm, and I woke up 25 minutes before it actually rings.


Hahahaha, interesting dream, thanks subconscious, for telling me there was burnt toast.

Maybe now I can float above shark infested waters, and doze off a bit, and trust that my mind is going to help me wake up and realize I should get the hell out of those waters....hahahahaha.

I feel like I'm laughing at myself sometimes.

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07.24.2012

Sonic and Knuckles? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember either Sonic or Knuckles carry the other while flying....without Tails being the one holding them up like in Sonic Heroes.

That was weird...

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07.24.2012

Train Station Security (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember going through some security after getting off a train stop. I take the time to make sure I'm going through the right place to get scanned, and I think I went to the wrong section.

The security man simply told me that I needed to go back, and I quickly complied with his order and wait there for a few seconds to pass through with no worries.

07.23.2012

Lolis are for Pros (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and it seems to be owned by my uncle. It definitely is not his home, but I just ignore querying him in the first place.

I believe while he's gone somewhere, I'm with his sons and the daughter, and we're getting ready to go somewhere by sorting through the bags with our clothes.

Something feels weird when I'm sorting through the clothes, and as I realize that these clothes obviously don't match what I wear in waking life, or at least the style of what I usually wear (which is usually generic compared to others anyway), the others catch up on this as well.

We finally come to the conclusion that I mixed up my clothes with one of my uncle's sons, the older one that is. I saw that one of the long sleeved sweaters had light gray, dark gray, and black stripes on it.

The older cousin is slightly annoyed that we mixed our clothes up together, but we eventually sort that problem out fairly quickly.

I forget all the minor details, but we eventually get ready to go to a mall to buy some things, I don't know what, but we're definitely headed to buy something. I had a hunch that it was something related to the phone that I already had in possession.

I remember my uncle declaring that it was something related to having Firefox on my phone, which could be a homologous variation from me looking at the Firefox homepage that suggests one should download the app for the Android phone....or not.

It wasn't a Blackberry phone though, it somewhat looked like an Android or Iphone. The mall we're inside has a blue carpet flooring to it, at least the walkway did before one goes to any of the outlets on the side.

Surprisingly, I was the one taking the lead when we were all walking, at least that's what I thought I was doing, since I was sure where we would go first. My uncle, aunt, and cousins declared my name, and I turned around to see what's up.

They informed me that we're going to the Video Game Outlet first, which makes me look up to see what was the name. It probably said "GameStop," and the font was either white on the first half, and red on the second half of the name, or vice versa.

I tried looking closely to it, but my vision was slightly skewed and blurry when I looked at that specific point of view. Eventually, my uncle guides me to the path to get some special feature app for my phone, which is probably an Android phone too.

There's a cute lady, I'd say in her mid-twenties. She has nice brunette hair, a little shine to it. She was wearing a fancy white shirt with a slight V-neck cut on the neck region of it I think, and she would a simple but smooth looking black skirt. I think she had black high heels as well, and she was sitting on a metal stool.

She has a stack of papers clipped together, and a black pen in her hands, and she has a wonderful smile as well, especially when I came closer to her. But it's probably just her being kind to everyone. She directs me on some things, and I just nod my head throughout the whole process.

I was paying attention to her visage, absolutely enticed by it. Her cheeks had a little glow to them, makeup probably enhanced that, and the way she looks down on the paper, her eyelashes were long and curved up.

Then there's a section of the paper where my uncle comes close to us, and he tells me I need to sign somewhere. I don't know why, but I started to get angry for some reason. I slammed my left hand very hard on the paper, and I told my uncle,

"I KNOW THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Maybe I wanted to look at the lady's visage more than be distracted, loool.

I realized the intensity of my scream, and especially towards my uncle, I was surprised at myself. I didn't look at my uncle for a few seconds, because my eyes were still wide open in shock from my sudden shift in aggressive demeanor.

My uncle didn't express any emotions of me being angry at him, in fact, he continued to point to me where to sign while being in a zen-like personality. The first words I wanted to declare to him were, "I'm Sorry," but something kept me from declaring them.

To me, it felt worthless to apologize to him over something so petty that I let my emotions get the better of me.

I guess the fortune cookie I received yesterday ordering Asian takeout that said, "Delay is the antidote for anger" was true.

Apparently, I was questioned if I like Loli content, and my aunt even asked me in a joking manner.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm


>.>


<.<

>.<;;

I said I don't.

I believe I sign the paper after that awkward moment, and I can't remember how we head back home.

Once we're home, I'm sitting on a separate cushion seat. I was basically in the fetal position, except that I was sitting instead of leaning to my side. I held my legs together with my arms, and could do nothing but stare at the ground. I still felt kind of depressed that I would scream at my uncle that way.

I indulged myself in this depressed state of being, until my Aunt asked me if I would like something to eat/drink. I realized she was going out to get food and drinks for the others, and I go back to looking at the ground and replied, "No thank you."

She leaves, and eventually, I decided that I should go get something to drink and eat for myself.

The dream shifts to where I'm outside, going to a supermarket. It looks like Wal-Mart, but I just pay attention to actually going in than looking for the name outside. I walk around to find some soda, and I think I picked up some Crush Orange soda bottle.

My aunt finds me, and I think she asks me something to related to me suddenly coming in the same store she was in.

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07.23.2012

Gray Font (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I find some way to insert a random word in gray font on any website, though I can't see what the actual word is. I thought at first that it would go away when I refresh the page, but it actually sticks on the webpage unless I want it gone.

I think I go on Dream Views, and stick in it random places.

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07.23.2012

We had Homework? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was sitting in class, and a very young teacher that looked like a girl named Miranda that I know in waking life apparently assigned us homework yesterday. I was this close from panicking, because I didn't remember any of this!

But it seems student declared that she just canceled the homework instead because nobody was doing it?

Lol okay.

Then another part in a different class where I thought I forgot to do my math homework, and I had thoughts of trying to pretentiously charm to some unlucky nerdy female to get it done for me.

I look down on the desk I'm sitting on, and the homework is right there, mostly complete. Maybe it's because I didn't turn to see the back side of the page, but I had a feeling the homework was 15 questions to solve, and the first page had 8 or so questions solved.

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I think the next dream occurred after I failed to attempt a WILD after a WBTB in hopes of finding the password Mindraker created for the Password Shared Dreaming Experiment, but maybe the elements from these dreams themselves are giving me clues to find it....since I did write a note related to making sure that I will find the password somehow...so it was like a V-MILD throughout the day, and I did look at it a few times during the WBTB in hopes of seeing what happens.

The blonde I met in the dream, I couldn't tell why she appeared, but because she was pretty much invincible to all gunfire, and kept a calm composure, it probably was for something important, but.....you'll see.

07.23.2012

Blonde Female in Black (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a dark area, and it feels like I'm on another sneaking mission. It has the Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory type of setting to it, and I know that I'm the one making most of the decisions in this area, instead of controlling someone to do it.

I'm trying my best to avoid enemies from spotting me, even though I have some weapons that are silenced. I was worried because I didn't want to shoot too much to the point that the silencer degrades and becomes useless. The enemy guards were wearing a winter type camouflage, with slight hues of green to them.

As usual, the guards somehow know I'm here, forcing me to fend for myself by shooting each of them in fatal points. It takes a while to kill them off, since they called for back-up a lot, and they kept coming through a black door on the right that was 6 feet or more away from me. I fell on my back a lot for some reason, but managed to keep shooting them without taking too much damage, in fact, I didn't really feel any pain at all.

After killing most of them to death, I continued moving through the ducts instead of the hallways that may be patrolled by more guards. Once I get out of the ducts, I have to walk across fragile wooden top areas that would be considered roofs or covering if you were down the hallways.

I walked slowly, trying to make sure the creaking sound of the wooden areas wouldn't make it obvious that I'm hiding on top. I reached an area where there's water that floods the place at least up to people's waist. I see there's a section in front of me with an open, but dark door to go through. Problem is, there's a light source near it.

I thought things out a while, and since I have weapons and items from Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory, I decided to just use the OCP (Optically Channeled Potentiator) extension from the 5-7 SC Pistol to temporarily shut down the light source.

I knew that this would attract some attention, so I quickly decided to go to the wooden post that was next to the light source. I still had a lot of time before the light source would turn back on, and I looked to my right to see that in front, there are a lot of unarmed people wearing white dress shirts and black ties (black skirts for females).

They were getting closer and closer to see what happened to the light source, and I quickly switched to the SC-20K to use the non-lethal attachments. I literally saw the small heads-up-display when switching weapons as well, and I scrolled down on the section for the SC-20K to the "Sticky Shocker"

Since these people were in a body of water, I could make use of the little ammo of non-lethal weapons I had. Everyone were in small groups, around 6-10, so I started to shoot the sticky shocker near the group closest to me. They immediately collapse, and I waste no time to shoot one more sticky shocker at another group.

I continued doing this two more times I believe, until I realized that I'm basically out of sticky shockers. I knew these people were unarmed, but I didn't want to resort to using actual bullets to defend myself. I try to calm down, but feelings of fear of being found out were too overwhelming for me.

While I tried remaining poised, a very attractive blonde to my left is slowly walking in the water. She has her hair tied back, and is wearing a black shirt that is tied up under breasts. She's also wearing a very short skirt, barely covering, at most, 3-4 inches past her lower private region.

The closest person that looked like her was Mila Kunis....just imagine her, except with blonde hair.

She has a little mascara around her eyes, and out of reflex, I resorted to using the last non-lethal attachment I had for the SC-20k, which was the Airfoil Round ammo.

She was unarmed as well, and I didn't want to shoot her or anything. Since a head shot was pretty much the only thing that would make the Airfoil Round's efficacy of knocking out a person work, I quickly aimed for her head and shot it.

Nothing happens.......




I'm pretty sure I was dead accurate. I tried shooting again, but nothing is happening. Compared to the dream characters on the right of the wooden post wondering why people are collapsing, the blonde on the left remains a calm composure. It's like she felt nothing at all, as if all those non-lethal shots just bounced off her.

Her eyes, she was looking up, probably to slowly ascend to where I am at, and I realize she's actually advancing to my direction. She gets closer....







Closer.............

















Closer...........



























And then I wake up because someone woke up me.








*sigh*

Another dream character that is invincible to any attacks, would've been nice to see what she had to say to me, since I'm sure she knew where I was.

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07.23.2012

Scorpion (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm at some kind of convention or meeting related to Art and Comic book creation and Mangas as well. While people are going around, they can edit out some parts of drawings, and I indulge in erasing parts of random drawings.

I saw one drawing of a Naruto Shippuden Manga, and I lightly rubbed off a shading near Naruto's neck. It was a drawing of him with his eyes closed and smiling.

Then someone alerts me to say that a painting or drawing of a Scorpion will not change into the color of the ink drops people are trying to saturate it with. I immediately run to see if this is really true, and I start out with small drops on the scorpion art piece.

It quickly reforms back to its original color and state. I decided I should add more purple ink drops this time. Things seem to work at the time, but after a few seconds, it's like the drawing absorbed all the pink and it went back to the same color and state as before.

I didn't know what else to do.

Hmmmm, a drawing/painting of a Scorpion that doesn't conform to any color changes from the ink drops.........

Hm....I honestly can't think of any interpretation from that.

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07.23.2012

Sandwich Stolen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at the top floor somewhere, and it feels like night time. I go near the edge to look over to see that someone is buying a sandwich at one of those mini-trailer stores near malls.

I couldn't see the cashier hand out the sandwich to the guy paying up front, but the sandwich is on his left side. As the guy is getting out his cash, I see a little child to the left of him quickly snatches the sandwich.

My eyes widened from this unexpected event, and I wanted to pursue the child, but I wait for a while, and the child came up the stairs where me and several random dream characters were at.

The man who was going to pay the cashier looked a lot like a guy named Jeremy that I met at a bus stop during Middle School. Let's just call him J for short.

"J" gets ready to pay for the sandwich, and then realizes it's not there at all. "J" gets pissed off pretty quickly, and it seems he knows who stole it. He quickly runs to go upstairs, and before he makes his presence known, I quickly grabbed the child by the back of his shirt, lifted him up, and told "J" that he was responsible for stealing his sandwich.

"J" looks at the child with a serious facial expression, but knows he can't really beat him to a pulp or anything like that.

I let go of the child, and I believe to the left of me, there's a dream character that looks like the Cartoon Joker from Batman.....like the old school version of him.

Except, he had longer and straighter hair, and his eyes squinted more.

I believe I told him I was going to get him a sandwich at some point in this dream, but I just can't remember.

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07.23.2012

Me and Sarah at Lunch (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe this is a continuation of the Scorpion dream I had, but just wanted to put this separately.

I see Sarah, the same Sarah dream I had a few days (or was it just yesterday) that I had with the Round table at lunch again.

But this time, it's a regular straight and long table at lunch. She's sitting down with Joel, who I honestly could care less about right now. I quickly get to the other side, probably by using my left hand on the table, and jumping and twisting my body to the side to sit right next to Sarah.

I think I wanted to talk to her about something, until some other random girls start coming in to discuss about how people are obsessed with making people like their own possessions.

Weird stuff.

07.22.2012

Chainsaw Women (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Inside of a Resident Evil 4 environment, and I think I'm controlling Leon hen in his default outfit when he has his jacket taken away from the Plagas enemies. The environment itself lies in the first section of the Village with a few houses and barn areas.

Although, the dream itself confines Leon's location a bit more to where there's probably just one small shack on the left. There are maybe 10 or more Chainsaw women slowly walking around the area, and every single one tries to attack Leon with the chainsaw at random intervals.

I can't help but feel tensed up, because any of them can chop his head off if I don't pay attention to when they flinch and scream before lifting up the chainsaw. After a while, the women are more passive then usual, it's like they're just there walking without any kind of life in them.

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07.22.2012

Mucus Circles (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at one of those buildings where there are employees sitting inside of a bullet-proof glass, with a small slot for exchanging and all that.

I believe I'm sitting down, minding my own business, not sure what I'm doing here in the first place. Then I hear someone start building up mucus to their mouth and spitting. I just listen to it passively, trying not to make it annoy me too much, but then the sound gets even louder.

I look over at the source of the sound, and see it's a guy, who looks a lot like one of the Biology lab classmates I had as a Freshmen in college. He has his head down on some kind of petri dish, and is wearing a faded out violet shirt, and regular blue jeans.

He's sniffing the mucus out, and then someone is able to split the mucus into perfect little circles and let it out on the petri dish. This ws a horrible scene to watch, but I couldn't help but watch to see what would happen next.

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07.22.2012

Jack Krauserer and Pink Fluffy Bunny (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm facing Jack Krauser again from Resident Evil 4, and he basically owns me every time.

Completely different to when I killed him in that entry I made with the drawing. This was completely crazy, and I don't know why I kept attempting to kill him.

The first environment is in the Village, like for the Chainsaw Women dream, but it's a bit more opened. However, most of the fighting takes place at one of the exits to the right if you entered the Village for the first time in the game.

Basically, it's a slope getting higher and higher, and eventually reaching a flat point, with an old shack to your right.

I'm not in the environment, think I'm controlling Leon, or watching him fight Krauser. Krauser does his usual weird crap, dashing extremely well, making precise knife movements that gradually get more tedious to dodge.

The perspective is shifting from first to third person a lot, so it's difficult to know who's facing Krauser. Eventually, Krauser starts getting more agile and accurate that Leon takes quite a few hits, both low and fatal.

There was even a point where the dream shift to where I'm controlling Krauser, so it's basically a Krauser vs. Krauser match.

Let's say the Krauser I'm taking the perspective of/controlling is Krauser1, and the Krauser that continually gets more difficult is Krauser2.

Krauser1 utilizes his powerful bow on Krauser, but it's really no use, Krauser2 dodges them with ease. Krauser1's left arm turns pink, which means, he can activate the Las Plagas Armblade, just like Krauser2.

I believe this is the part where I know I'm sure I'm controlling Krauser1. He prepares the stance to get ready to do a dashed stab to Krauser2, and I'm sure I pretty much timed it perfectly.

But Krauser2 dodges so well, and uses his Las Plagas Armblade to stab Krauser1. He pierces through his chest with immense force that the armblade come out the other side of his body. He picks Krauser up with it, and I think drops him on the ground.

The Resident Evil 4's "You are Dead" animation comes up.

I haven't played this game recently, and by recently, I mean at least 1-2 months ago, but it wasn't anything too hardcore to be some kind of incubation.

The dream isn't done yet though!

The dream shifts to where both me and Krauser are at the mall, and the it's first person perspective for me, so maybe I'm in my dream body now instead of some random dream character's.

Krauser gets ready to charge after me, and I honestly don't know what to do anymore.

Fortunately, before he could get 3-4 feet to me, he suddenly turns into a Human sized Pink Fluffy Bunny outfit. The style of the outfit matches Okami's art. The belly is pretty wide and white, and the face is small.

And when he transformed into the bunny, it made a weird "POINK" sound, kind of like the sound you'd hear in Okami if you headbutted on some soft object that can't be destroyed (like headbutting an NPC, if I remember correctly when I used to play it a lot).

After standing there in awe for a few seconds at this random transformation, I realized that there's no danger anymore. I walk around in this mall area, and it's pretty spacious. For some reason, I believe I was merely inside some kind of simulation machine in the middle of the mall.

So maybe the whole dream fight with Krauser was just a simulation that I happened to get out of in time before I start shitting myself.

The lights in the mall are dim and yellow, but it feels like day time outside, even though I didn't look outside at all. The tile flooring is white, very clean, and some walls and seating areas look like they are made of marble.

I stand around like an idiot, still trying to calm down from that Krauser thing, and an Asian woman looks at me. She's short, maybe 4-5 feet tall, and is wearing a soft layered black shirt, probably made of velvet or polyester, and is wearing long khaki pants.

She has black hair, and it looks like she has some mascara on, but not too much, and her eyes are drooping just a little bit. I believe there's a small teenager boy by her side. She's holding some golden object, and she said she's going to hit me with it.

I thought she was joking, but as she's getting closer and closer to me, she gets ready to raise it. I raise my arms up in retaliation, and I think I fall down on my rear. I got up quickly and ran.

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07.22.2012

Password Elizabeth??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm a suspect for some kind of hacking. My father asks me what did I do and why I did it, and I try to explain him that I wasn't responsible for any of this supposed hacking. I also declared to him that I didn't have any intentions of hacking at all, because I'm already too busy with trying to settle problems I have.

I almost reached the breaking point, but then......

A girl says she's not part of the section that specializes in confirming things like that, but she declared that I'm most likely not responsible for some kind false site start up that was set up somewhere.

She has brown, curvy and wavy hair, has a visage that looks like a mix of African American and Caucasian, and has freckles on her cheeks.

My father then suggests that I plug out any extensions like mouses, flash drives, etc. to prevent future invasions inside my computer/laptop (not sure which one I had in the dream). It didn't make sense to me, but I just complied and did nothing.


While she's talking to my father, I relax a little, and then I get a quick video or animation flashing in my mind of something turning.

It looks like DNA, or at least an attempt of imitating the double helix structure of DNA. It shows a red part first, then a yellow part to it.

Then I see a Computer screen, it's completely black.....


Things feels weird, and I can't help but gaze at the computer screen because of the white cursor blinking.

Without anyone typing on the keyboard, the computer slowly types out,




"Elizabeth" and then the cursor stays in a neutral position and continues blinking.



Elizabeth? Hm......I haven't had an automated message show up on any recent computer dreams before.

07.21.2012

Kicked in the Chest (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and there's a beautiful dark skinned woman. She's wearing an orange shirt long sports pants, but they are so baggy, she most likely was wearing them to hide her actual curves. I was trying to be nice to her, but when I got closer to her, her face turns from normal to pissed off within a matter of seconds.

I believe she kicks me in the chest and mouths me off, and I'm just resting there on the floor wondering what I did wrong. The dream resets, and I see her again, and it takes a few resets in order for her to calm down.

When I meet her one more time, I told her quickly that I wasn't going to do anything sexual to her at all. She looks at me carefully, but she finally turns around and doesn't consider trying to hurt me again.

She was so beautiful though that it was very hard trying to refrain from being sexual around her. It's like she had a strong sexual aura all over, and it started to become torture for myself if I continued to be around this beautiful and sexy woman.

Ugh.....first time I've seen a woman in my dreams pissed off at me and assaults me, and I slightly feel the pain from it as well....

Why do you have to be mean to little old me? T___T

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07.21.2012

Bike Riding (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's hard to know which dream came first, but a gut feeling tells me the bike riding came first.

I'm riding my bicycle at a section of my University, and maybe 15 feet away from me to my left is a section to lock your bicycle at the bicycle rack. It seemed it already rained, because as I'm riding near the curb before reaching the bicycle rack, small streams of water start bursting out, and the surface was wet all over.

I kept my left foot on the left pedal, and stood up really quick to shift the right side of my body to the left side of the bike. Then I decided to bend down, while still having my whole body on the left side of the bicycle, and then pressed the handbrakes as much as I can.

I finally get off the bicycle, and I think someone tries to talk to me by first saying, "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!"

But I ignored them for some reason.

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07.21.2012

Horse Riding and Torso Healing? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My torso feels weird in this dream, it's as if I'm going through stages of getting it healed and stable if that makes any sense?

There's a flash black background with words in yellow font with a red outline I believe that shows how close I am in getting my dream torso region stabilized. I'm also riding a majestic white horse, and it takes a while for me to get used to riding this thing, but I start feeling connected with this horse for some reason.

I decided to put my faith into it that it will carry me where I needed to go, even though I don't know where I'll be going. There was a small rope like material that I would tug a little bit if I wanted it to speed up a little.

I did this a few times, but the horse did not make any changes in its speed, so I tugged it even harder, and it finally complied with my action. I think I rub the horse gently to show that I'm glad that it followed my request for it to go faster.

I can hear the sounds of it beating the ground while I'm resting my head on its warm neck. After a while, the horse stops, and I get off, and someone asks me if my torso was alright.

I said "Yes," and even told them that it was completely healed. They were surprised, but they responded that this was good.

Huh?

I don't remember how this person looked like who asked me the question.

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07.21.2012

Tennis Courts and Indoor Garden? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm with someone, though I'm not sure who they are until later on, and even then, it was hard making a decent glance at them. The person I'm following is already way ahead of me, and I realize that I'm between two tennis courts.

To my right is two men playing, both Hispanic, and both wearing black clothing, or at least some type of dark clothing. It's dark outside, but there's decent lighting inside this weird Indoor Garden/Tennis Courts hybrid infrastructure.

The light sources are at the top corners of the building, like the corners of a square.

As for the guys' skills, they looked like they just play Tennis for fun. One of them literally pushes the ball when serving, or tries to randomly smash it down hard, only to put the ball off in a tangent away the service box.

They both turned around to realize that the tennis balls were outside, and they asked me if I could help they get it. I saw one tennis ball was still inside, and pointed to them to pick that up. They said thanks, and I just ignore helping them get the other one.

There was someone on the left tennis court who could help them, and it looked like their tennis buddy who was picking up the tennis balls for them while they're playing.

When I get closer to the person I'm following, I believe it's my mother. The material that supports the composition of the building is very weird. It's made of a very thin plastic, like when you buy those water bottle packs and try to pierce a hole with your thumb.

(That's actually a bad idea because I recently tried that and I made some weird movement with my thumb and it hurt a lot. :c )

I use my fingernails to pierce the plastic material of the building in order to climb up a little to get some plant or vegetable hanging on top of some small surface. My mother suggested that we go outside to make sure I'm climbing on the right section.

I go down to surface again, go outside, and it looks like I can just jump up or something to get whatever vegetable that I needed.

I don't know why I needed to get the vegetable in the first place.....

07.20.2012

You Can Do it (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap around 2 PM or so, and woke up around 5:15 PM I guess?

3 hours for a "nap", no wonder my recall of this is better than those skewed recall with 1-2 hour naps.

I'm following an Asian man, he's wearing a hoodie, without the actual top on his head, has glasses on, and your generic light blue jeans. I don't know why I'm following him right now, but it seems we're both having a decent conversation while going through waves of people.

He has black spiked hair as well, but it's only spiked at the edges, everything else is smooth. He's making most of the conversation, and I'm just answering what he asks me. After we get out of the airport, the environment shifts to where it feels like we're in some kind of run-down urban area.

The whole atmosphere just breathes that this area is industrialized. As I'm following the Asian man, I noticed that we're walking on some old and faded out wood. There are a few wood houses and stores to the right of us, but I ignore all of them and focus my attention on following the Asian man.

I look to my left, and I see a few more wooden houses, but they are more spread out, and they are high off the ground and supported by some long wooden beams. The ground itself is pretty much light brown and sandy dirty. As I continue to limit my sensory input on the environment more to catch up with the Asian man I'm following, I randomly asked the man if he plays Runescape.

When he responds, he speaks so fast, that I could barely recognize what he said. Instead of saying "pardon me" or "excuse me," I just tried to speak fast too to show that I didn't understand what he declared.

He takes the hint and speaks slowly, and declares, "HaHaIhave0Range." It felt like a weird name to have, and I even repeated it just to make sure I heard him correctly, which I guess I did since he didn't respond back to me for correction. He then asks me what my Runescape username is.

"King Wuggles."

I start to giggle silently because I realized that sounds so silly to admit to someone, and then the man starts laughing more than I did, which compels me to laugh just as loud as him. I continued to block more of the environment I'm in, and it seems it's night time right now.

I'm finally inside the man's house, at least that's what I think I'm in right now. There's a few light sources, both ranging from faded yellow to bright orange, and I think he said that we can play a game on his Nintendo 64.

The moment he mentioned that, I started to have images of outdated graphics in my head, but I figured I might as well be sociable to the guy, since I am staying at his place (apparently).

He turns on the T.V., and it turns out the game that we're playing on the N64 is actually a Basketball game. I didn't really care too much about it, but it was a good time killer. The graphics were actually pretty decent, dare I even say better than actual N64 graphics.

For the game itself, we were playing in an indoor Basketball stadium, and I think some of the characters' heads were a little bigger than their actual body. I think one of the teams we were using were wearing white outfits and long black socks.

I can't remember much of who won or lost, and I could care less. The guy disappears, and I assume he's just going out to get something, and then the dream shifts to where I'm outside again.

It's not night time anymore, but close to it, and I can still see the sun on the horizon. I'm standing on the light brown sandy ground surface I mentioned before when I was following the Asian man. There are a few vehicles that look like your 1960s type of small trucks and cars passing by me.

I wasn't sure how these people were able to distinguish the proper lanes to be on, since I couldn't see any lines that would majorly help with preventing accidents. I see the house that I was in before the dream shift, and I immediately start running to get there.

I see a vehicle coming to my direction going diagonally on my right side, which leads me to assume the driver will keep going that path. I run a little faster from this assumption, and she nearly runs me over.

I pause for a moment, turned around to look back at the idiot trying to run me over, but I knew I couldn't do anything about it. The reason being is that when she was driving, she was either so lifeless to not know where she's going, or she's being too careful to where she's not actually paying attention to the area she's driving at.

I somehow jump up on top of the same house that's elevated through long wooden beams, or maybe I climbed a ladder, not too sure on that. I noticed the dream environment changes into night time again instead of being in the onset of it.

The place is empty, and I'm still outside of the small house. It has a square walkway for you to see things outside before actually going into the house.

After looking around for a little while, I see a HUGE dog that looks like an Alaskan dog, or at least a hybrid of it.

I thought I would feel afraid when it jumped up, but it seems in the back of my mind that I met this dog before. I even presumed that this was the Asian man's pet as well, and I tried to get its attention by saying,

"Hey boy!"

But it doesn't pay attention to me, it simply passes by me and jumps down where I went up. I felt a little disappointed because the dog had this energy that it could be playful and fun to be around. As soon as it jumps off the place I went up, it's like the bottom area was saturated with darkness, and I could not visualize where the dog was going to go.

This prompts me to go back inside of the small house, since it's getting a little too dark out here. Everything is quiet, and I walk a little bit to hear someone talking. The voice sounds like teenager girl, maybe 16 years of age, or at least close to my age of being 18.

By the sound of things, she's arguining with her mother, or an older relative. I can't recall her visage well enough unfortunately, but I do remember her wearing a small green hoodie jacket with fairly long strings on the sides to tighten or loosen it.

She had long and beautiful Platinum Blonde hair. I see there's some food on the table she has her hand resting on, and as I get closer to her, I hear the sounds of the older relative yelling at her. I finally glance over to see that it's a tall redheaded lady.

She's wearing a long green or gray jacket. She has glasses on, and she has a fancy hairstyle. It's hard to describe it, but here goes. From her forehead, the hair is slightly cut off to be in a straight form, and then the sides of her are short, but both of them have depth and a nice orange shine to them.

She immediately silences herself when she sees me, probably because it felt awkward to continue yelling while a guest is here. I actually felt I was in the wrong house, but the mother of the girl didn't seem to mind my presence here. The mother seems to be embarrassed that I heard her yell at her daughter, and she turns around probably to go into house clothing.

After that small drama, I look at the food near the girl on the table. It seems to be some huge sausage with hot dog buns made with white flour. It's inside of a small paper tray, so I guess they went out to buy the food. I take a small bite out of it.

I can't remember the taste though, but I guess it must've tasted pretty good.

It realize that we're in the kitchen, and the lights above are the only ones on at the moment. I turn to the girl, placed my hand on her shoulder, and declared to her with confidence,

"You can do it."

She asks me what I meant by this, but by the time I could make a response, I forget what happens next.

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07.20.2012

Cafeteria Round Table (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down at a round table in a High School I attended before. Everything outside of the range of this table feels blurry, so I let myself focus on what's in range of my peripheral and main direction of vision.

To my left is a girl name Sarah, the same Sarah that accepted my request to sit by her and her friends in lunch, since I moved to that High School in waking life, and needed people to hang around with so I wouldn't look like a social outcast.

I'm wearing long black pants, a gray shirt, and my black winter jacket. Sarah has her attention to me, but it seems I'm ignoring her. I'm still looking at her with my peripheral vision, and it seems she's smiling at me.

She holds this facial expression a little longer until it's just her mouth being neutral. I couldn't say anything to her or the person to the right of me.

The person to the right of me is Joel, someone that used to question why I didn't talk to others in the tennis team in waking life. He's looks depressed....like he usually is. It's time for everyone to leave and go to their next class. As I'm getting out of my chair, there seems to be something in the way of me and Joel's path. I think it's just a small backpack where you just pull the string to tighten it, and I kick somewhere out of the way.

Joel looks down to try and move it, but he sees I already took care of that, and he goes back to looking all depressed and ignoring me again.

I guess this dream was just portraying proof of how quiet I was at the table when I was a senior in High School....oh well.

07.20.2012

Missed Flight and Blind Rage (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a two story house, and right now, I can tell that it's already night time, or at least early morning where it's still dark outside. It feels like I'm at my uncle's house, except with a few modifications to it.

The house, at least the top floor, is a little bigger than normal, because it isn't split off to where there's two different floors, it's just one big floor linking to several rooms. It feels like we went out to some kind of party or at least went to a fancy restaurant.

I go inside a room that's apparently the guest bedroom for me, and I look over to my left to see a Black TV Cable box. I look at the time passively, not really double-checking if it's going to alter. It's in green digital font, and the time was around 5:37 AM or 5:57 AM.

I had a feeling that I had a flight to go that would depart around 7:45 AM I think, and I felt too tired to even care. Bad idea...

As I'm drifting to sleep, I wake up around 7 something AM in the dream, and then the awareness that I'm not going to make my flight back home starts coming back to me. I panic a little, because I would have to contact my father that I couldn't make my flight.

And then I would have to worry on what he's going to say to that, wondering what kept me back and blah blah blah blah blah blah.....

I decided that it can't be helped, so I thought about having it re-booked instead, and I can always tell him later on. I honestly didn't really care too much oh whether or not my father knows I missed my flight because I overslept. I shift my focus back to being in the house, and as I'm getting up, I get another feeling that I was working on two drawings before.

I keep walking on the top floor until I see a table in the middle with two mini sized poster paper with portraits of myself. One drawing was me posed as if I'm drawing something with my head down, and the other one.......I can't remember what it was exactly.

I think I come back to those two drawings, and I look back to the first one I described. I take a good look at it, and the details start becoming more vivid and clear. It looks like I did the drawing myself, and I tried not to touch it too much because it was a graphite drawing, and didn't want the lead smearing on my finger.

I look at the drawing closely again, and I see a blue ink mark.

I get pissed....someone either did this out of spite, or was completely fucking clueless when they wanted to see if a pen had ink in it and needed a paper to test it. My rage gradually builds up, and I feel like I'm grinding my teeth while keeping my mouth closed. I started to make assumptions of who could have done it.


I shift my focus to my Uncle's sons, and I realized that "J" couldn't have done it, since I had a feeling he told me he didn't do it. Then I try to find "D," trying to suppress my rage until the time was right. I calmly ask him if he was the one who marked on the drawing.

I wasn't cognizant of his mother being close to him at the moment, and he told me that he did do it. What made it worse is that he said it in a passive tone, as if it wasn't a big deal at all.


..............................................

I don't remember what I said exactly, but I know I screamed at him and asked him what the hell is wrong with him. Then I remember that my Uncle probably heard all of this.

I tried calming down quickly, because I hear my Uncle footsteps. I wasn't worried on how he would respond, it's just that I didn't want him to see me pissed off, since I always had a calm demeanor and respectful tone towards my uncle and his family.

My Uncle comes closer to me and asks me what I would like for breakfast, seems he didn't really hear what I said to "D." I'm still trying to get out of the thought process of worrying that my Uncle would be concerned on why I screamed at D, and after a few seconds, I calmed down completely.

I told my Uncle I would like some Pancakes, and a few other things I can't remember, since I still had my mind on calming down with the mark on the drawing.

My uncle leaves, and then I shift my attention back at "D" and his mother. His mother changes the conversation immediately, and she's talking about something.

This is the part that confuses me, I'm not sure if someone else explains it to her, or if she's explaining it to me. I also have thoughts about missing the airport flight, and I get a mental image of several air planes outside at an airport, and seeing several flags hanging on tilted poles.

I regain focus on the two people in front of me.

I'm going to assume that there's a dream shift now, because things feel out of synch right now.

I believe a blonde female, probably around her early 30s is talking to me on how she paid for college. She declared to me that the funding was based on how well she did in her courses, the higher the grade, the more likely she would receive more funding to pay for tuition and other expenses.

There was a specific scholarship where you had to at least have 3 100s in your current semester of courses, which elevated the difficulty of being eligible for the award in the first place. The blonde female shows me that she was able to get it easily. I think she managed to get 6 100s or something like that.

Okay lady, I'm glad you did well and all that, but I don't see how petting your ego is relevant to adding anything to my own knowledge.....sigh...

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07.20.2012

Old Camera (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I go inside of a room, and it's really dull and boring in here. I see there's a dark brown shelf with a nice wood layering to it. However, the insides of the shelf looked old and dust, and I peek to see what's contained in the shelf.

I think someone is behind me, but I don't pay attention at all of their presence. I see a Camera bag inside, and I immediately take it. I slowly opened it, because I had a feeling something would crawl out, especially if the zipper for the bag was slightly opened to let little critters go in it.

I take the camera out, and this looks like one of those non-digital cameras. That was the initial thought until I turned it on. The screen behind it flashed, and then there's just a blank bright screen that's on. I didn't pay attention to the fact that it wasn't gathering light from the lenses to show its focus.

I look back into the insides of the shelf, and I see a slightly smashed cockroach.

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For some odd reason, even though the camera bag was opposite of the dead cockroach, I didn't want to touch the left side of the Camera, because I had a feeling the cockroach was contained in the bag somehow.

I really can't believe I'm going this far to describe what it was like to take out a camera from a bag.....

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07.20.2012

New Classroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I go inside a classroom, and I try to find a seat. There aren't many people there as yet, and when you go into the class by entering it to your right, if you stick you arm out as if you're going to spread both of them out to make a snow angel or something, the seats were parallel to the direction of your arm.

The desks were very flat and gray, with a nice shine to them, seems things are pretty new in this classroom, or the janitors know how to clean well.

I wanted to sit at the back of the classroom, and since there was a weird seat arrangement for a classroom with a small surface area, sitting in the middle wouldn't be ideal, especially if there were seats on both sides of the desk. Then I realized that I never been to this class before, and I look at the teacher, and he's a tall dark skinned man wearing glasses.

I think he glances at me to see who I was, and I take out a paper out of my backpack with my schedule on it to eventually show the teacher. While I'm in the process of picking up my black backpack, I see with my peripheral vision that an Asian girl is looking at me. She looks a lot like one girl on the tennis team I used to be in the last High School I attended.

Let's call her Angelina, since I doubt she's going to find this information in the first place. I don't know why Angelina is paying attention to me, maybe because she didn't expect me to be in the classroom in the first place.

I go up to the teacher, and I quickly hand him my schedule to show proof that this is the right class that I'm in. He nods and acknowledges this, and I go back to choosing a seat. More people start coming in, and some even put their backpacks on the desk and left for a while to confirm that's the seat they wanted.

Damn it, and they took the good seats, especially the seat that was near the door to leave the class. I tried to look for other seats near the side of the door, since there was a better walkway to quickly leave the glass. I guess it's just a habit for me to speculate on this because I wanted to make sure I was early to class a lot in High School.

More people start coming in, and it gets more complicated trying to find a seat, and I didn't want to sit next to people who had a seat saved for their friend. I had no choice but to go to the back section of the seating arrangement, but fortunately, I was able to get a vacant seat that was at the corner of the side with the walkway to the door.

A girl two seats to the right of me is saving a seat that's on the right of me. The girl she's saving the seat for is Hannah, and to my surprise, she looks exactly like the Hannah I had for my World history class when I was a sophomore in High School. Hannah has her hair tied back, and she's wearing a pink shirt that looks like the ones cheerleaders in high school would wear to show school spirit or something.

After everyone finds their new seat, the teacher begins by having these helmet parts handed out to us. You know those small race cars you have to turn the gear constantly, and then let it go on a flat surface to make it drive automatically until the gears you turned reached their end?

It felt like being in Pre-K or something, and the teacher's impatience with the class not following his instructions for this weird assignment made it even more hilarious, at least it was when I'm recalling it. One helmet part had a mini ramp going down or up, I can't remember, it was like a slide.

We had to attach this helmet on our heads, and somehow arrange the racing car on top, turn the gears a bit, and then wait for it to land on the desk from the ramp it's on. Weird assignment, and it would've been fun if the teacher didn't go bi-polar on us.

I don't remember anything after that, but I do remember a dream fragment related to High School.

I'm walking in the hallway, and it seems it must be break time for students with a specific schedule. Everyone is hanging out with their friends by the lockers on the sides of the hallway, and I hear someone say "Brandon."

I didn't pay attention to them, because I felt it wasn't meant for me, but every time they said "Brandon," it was as if someone was yanking an invisible chain on my ankle, tempting me to turn around to see who it was.

That's all I remember. I guess the recall is okay, considering I woke up to do some small things that kind of skewed the recall a bit. I really do need to get into the habit again of only focusing on writing my dreams, and completely eradicating all logic of daily life when I have that opportunity of not being distracted at all.

07.19.2012

Airport Sushi (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside preparing myself to go inside one of the planes in an Airport area. There are a few people going on the plane as well. The sky is light gray, feels like it's either going to rain, or maybe it's early morning.

I follow along with the group of dream characters, just to make I don't miss my flight that's right there in front of me. An elderly man that looks a lot like a tennis coach I used to have is here to direct us inside the plane I believe.

He had gray hair, wore one of those safety vests on top of his long-sleeved shirt, wore long pants, and was Caucasian. He didn't really talk much, and I can only recall him using hand gestures. Before we follow his instructions, a gust of wind hits me and everyone else all over, and I realized that this must be generated by the plane that's actually being operated at the moment.

I ignored how dangerous that was, and then finally went inside some small building to get ready to go on the plane. I go inside, and the building feels empty. The building's composition is glass all over, even for most of the doors. There are escalators both going down and up, and I follow the dream character instead of waiting for the others to respond.

It seemed the path we're going to would lead to boarding on the plane. I knew who the person was that I'm following. I only saw the back of his body, but his hair alone was enough for me to know.

He had blonde hair, slightly dirty blonde hair, wore a fancy black polo shirt, and khaki or a really light gray long pants. He probably wore a light brown or black dress shoe. Oh, and let's call him Con.

As I'm waiting for the escalator to send me all the way up, Con wastes no time to start skipping, even when there's no rush to reach the boarding area. I start to do the same, and then we have to walk a little before going down on an escalator.

I didn't wait for this one to carry me down either, I just started skipping the steps and finally reached the bottom.

I hear two females talking to each other, and I believe they're wondering how they are going to find their seats or something, I just assumed they were completely clueless based on the tone of their voices.

I think the dream shifts to where I'm finally on the plane, but for me, this feels like I'm in a mini-hotel or something. Instead of analyzing the environment around me, I just take advantage of the bed or chair I'm sitting on and just relax.

There's a female asking us if we would like something to eat, because they have a lot of food to offer. I didn't want to go at first, but I finally got up and followed the lady to the right on my right. The flooring is mostly dark red carpet, and maybe dark blue at some other rooms as well.

Things felt luxurious for me when I saw all of the food on the table. The foods that caught my attention the most were various Sushi and chopped up chicken breasts. I get a bowl, and I believe it's a red ceramic bowl.

I guess it makes sense for me that it's red, especially since I used a red ceramic bowl for eating cereal yesterday.

I don't hesitate at all while I'm adding stuff to the bowl, I took a lot of what looks like the Sushi and the chopped up (and cooked) chicken breasts. The chicken breasts had a very light brown color.

I most likely went back to my fancy room, still not cognizant on whether it's a hotel, airplane, or even both at the time.

I think I'm called again if I would like more food, and I think I follow another lady for more to eat.

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07.19.2012

Sinoblak (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm talking to Sinoblak on the Dream Views forums, something related to our dreams. All I was paying attention was her avatar and name, everything else went out of focus for me.

Except when she posted about shifts or something in our dreams or something like that.

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07.19.2012

Cookieh and Oblivious Searching (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I did a WBTB before I recalled these sets of dreams, which is why my recall for everything right now is okay.


I'm waiting for a train to come, and while I'm being passive in paying attention for it to come, the train is already halfway through. I still have a little distance to make one final dash.

I tried doing a curved dash, like moving away from the plane while running, and then turning to the right to leap and hopefully get a grip on the bar on the back of the train, but I failed.

I had some feeling that I shouldn't be on the tracks, but I saw at least one person walking near the tracks to go up the stairs somewhere. And the actual tracks themselves, I thought it would be dangerous to step on them because I thought it would be an electrical hazard.

I step over the tracks, nothing bad happens. I get out of the train station, and randomly walk around, trying to find some place to go. I don't know why I wanted to take the train I just missed, but now that I'm in a huge conflict with not knowing where it was going in the first place, it's very hard to find any kind of guidance in the dream.

I think I run a little bit, looking over to my right at the skies. I think I see some huge city skyscrapers, and decided that I should find a way to head over there. While I'm running, or just power walking, I think I'm going into a section with various warehouses and storage garages.

There are a few teenagers, maybe around the ages of 16-18, and they look like Skater posers or something, based on how they dressed themselves, and how most of them are practically skinny.

But this was a rushed rationalization based on what I saw from my peripheral vision, or at least when taking a 1 second glance at them approaching my direction, but not necessarily to talk to me or anything.

I started to develop a fear that they were coming after me though, since I'm all alone in a random section with warehouses and storage garages outside, I just couldn't help it. I ran a little bit faster, and then the feelings of fear eventually faded away.

I don't know where I ran, but now it seemed I'm finally in an area with some people to start asking questionings too. The first person I talk to is red-headed. Her hair is somewhat long, almost reaching her shoulders.

I assume this person is Cookieh, just because of other features I've noticed that matched the real one. (And I mean that in a non-creepy way).

I asked the Cookieh look-a-like a question, most likely relating to where the hell I am at the moment. She looked a little depressed for some reason, and I asked her if she can give me a ride to somewhere that I can't remember. She's still looking down, and I guess I just take that as a "no."

I don't think she wanted to talk to anyone with the state she was in. I open a glass door to go into a building, and I get some kind of mental flash that someone posted a picture of a nipple on the Dream Views forum.

And because of that, I had some reflex that basically made me think, "YOU CAN'T POST NIPPLES ON DREAM VIEWS!!!!!"

I take a look at the animated nipple in my mind, and it's oozing out so much breast milk, and the fact that it's not attached to anyone's body freaks me out a bit. After that random episode, I think I ask someone else for directions.

I can't remember if it was a male or female, but they pointed to the sky. I look up, and they mentioned about how I could go to some big company to get more information on what to do next. The same finger that was pointing up was geared towards some huge building being held by some large machine crane, ready to drop it at its new location.

Seeing a building lifted up like that was pretty cool, but also scary because with dream logic and all, it could end up pretty bad if it fell somewhere else.

The dream shifts to where my perspective changes to where I see myself walking to someone.

While I'm in this spectator first person view, I see gray hair to my left, and then realize it's an old lady, and apparently, she's the owner of whatever section I'm in. I shift my perspective back to the dream body of myself that I was previous contained in, and the lady continues to declare that I could go anywhere but near her and her daughter.

I don't know what she thought I was going to do to her daughter, but I think I remember seeing the daughter at some point in the dream. She was hot, but it's not like I was going to sexually assault her or something.

After the old lady gave me the freedom to walk around this city, and by the looks of where I am, either the city is just naturally dark, or maybe it's night time in the city.

I don't remember what I do next though.

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07.19.2012

One-Fifth Monster (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much, but I think I'm fighting, or getting close to fighting a random monster. I don't know its name, but someone declares that it gives 1/5 Retribution or something like that.

Guess it was some kind of RPG-esque kind of dream.

Another one!!! Yay, I was supposed to be done with this weeks ago. Then I decided I might as well finish it today.

Maybe I can find some old dream in this huge dream journal of mine to draw next. Or maybe I can just wait until I have a dream worth spending hours over. xP

Here's the link to the old entry: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/link...ch-sand-30934/

Spoiler for Click Here for entry with the drawing :D:

Fighting Krauser (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Fighting Krauser from Resident Evil 4

The dream is out where I'm given advice on something for Metal Gear Solid. I hear some music playing which seems to sound like the song,"Cavern", in Metal Gear Solid 1.

The advice was kind of small, but pretty useful in terms of knowing which areas you already went to. It told me that the new stairs that you go up towards have this sort of new shine to them, and stairs you already when to, they would appear blank and look dull.

It also mentioned how that if you're found out, the boss will know you'll be coming after them, while if you managed to sneak attack, they would barely notice you; they were showing a clip of someone sneaking behind Albert Wesker who was typing on a keyboard in some front, which kind of felt odd if this was supposed to be Metal Gear Solid related.

This advice was common sense, but I guess helpful anyway for those who never played a stealth game.

I go up the stairs a bit, and go into this hallway, and I could tell I'm going to face a boss here. The door closes, and the flooring has a white shine to it, so taking the advice from what was mentioned above, I obviously wasn't here before.

I see some entity that looks like Albert Wesker from Resident Evil, but his back is facing me. I don't know what happens, but I do know I leave the other door he was in, and I was back at the enclosed area with white flooring and white all over basically.

Then I see a figure that looks familiar, I can't really tell if it's Albert Wesker or Krauser because all sorts of colors flowing on this person's body to where you only see the outlines of their figure.

Then the colors start to fade away, and it really is Krauser. At first, I didn't really feel anything in this non-lucid, except for the fact that I had nothing to do but ONLY feel nothing, so that I wouldn't screw this encounter, because I know if it's Krauser, I better think QUICKLY to kill this guy.

He was in his fully developed mutated arm blade, and I immediately knew what to do, shoot the fuck out of him before tries to stab me.

I knew I had to aim for the legs, because his Arm Blade would cover his entire chest region, so shooting the legs would make him fall and crouch down, exposing his chest for a few seconds before he makes another quick flip and defend himself again.

I started to shoot him in the legs, then his chest, then I quickly crouched down to shoot his legs again, and basically repeated this process until he's killed.

I killed him way quicker than this person did because I was just as fast as Krauser since I was able to crouch down really fast and go back up and shoot his chest with automatic weapon to the point where he only had 1-2 seconds to actually make a move on me lol.

Instead of him using a flash grenade to escape in the video, he actually died this time.

07.18.2012

Spectral Sigil (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm taking a shower, and as I'm busy cleaning myself, random items start coming out of the little hole on the bottom of the bath tub.
One of them was a Spectral Sigil from Runescape.

And with my horrible logic, I almost screamed like a girl because I thought I was going to be rich! It didn't really look like a Spectral Sigil, more of an Arcane, since it was white and transparent, while the actual Spectral Sigil is sort of a light violet color to it.

What's funny is that I did a nose plug reality check, but I sort of half-assed it all. I wonder if I didn't breath all the way because I didn't want this moment to be a dream.


LOL.

The bathroom tub was white, and the lighting in the bathroom had a light yellow glow to it. This felt a lot like the bathroom of a house I used to be in.

I'm heading out of the bathroom with my Spectral Sigil, just waiting to somehow sell it in the Grand Exchange in Runescape, even though it's physically impossible to transfer something in this virtual reality into a virtual game within a dream. Wait what?

And even if I could, it would be Real World Trading....hahahaha (Real World Trading is where you use cash in real life to buy items or coins in the game, or when you sell the in-game cash for in real life cash; that's something Jagex doesn't want others to do).

I know one person who's account is worth at least $1,500 USD, but this was maybe 2 years ago. It's probably up by maybe $3,000 USD, just from a game. O.O

I think everything is going to be just fine, until the Corporeal Beast shows up. I almost fainted at the size of this thing, and it was a cartoon version of the Beasts, with some 3D structure though. It was focusing only on me, and for some reason, I turned on Protect from Magic....

LOL, I can do all these things when non-lucid, but not when I am lucid....

I'm running everywhere I can, trying to dodge the the white forms of energy blasts it keeps spewing out to me. And there were some parts where I see a girl in a towel, an anime look who has her mouth open and is running around instead of me.

I think she looked like NANA, but I'm not surprised there, since I was watching a few episodes so that I could at least stop on episode 21.

Lucky me, she takes the role now of hiding and dodging the Corporeal Beast. She tries to be clever and and find a way to go under it without being crushed by its claws, and she barely manages to do that. The Corporeal Beast's logic was a bit slow, but it started to pick up on its mistakes.

Then some random anime dude with wings comes in to save Nana I think? I'm not sure anymore if it's the guy who saved her.

I believe he wore some type of red outfit, his face was brown, and his hair was probably dark brown. Then I think a purple anime guy with long hair was his back up or something. This one wore a gray outfit with different shades of it, and he had more of an Apricot skin tone.

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07.18.2012

Alyzarin Sings? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm close to Alyzarin, but I still can't see her face, just a bit of her long and curly and wavy hair hanging over her breasts. What's funny about the face being cut off is that I couldn't see myself either, but I knew it was me though....

I believe I held her forearms, trying to tell her something, but I couldn't hear her at all. I ask her to write on some paper, maybe for her autograph? xD

I think she gets a microphone, and starts to sing. I still couldn't hear anything, but I think the expression on my face was surprised when she started to sing.

Maybe she's a good singer? =P