Linkzelda's Dream Journal

29.07.2013

Eva Wants Sex (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is kind of hard to recall surprisingly, but whatever happened, it had to be sexual.

Eva is wearing a full latex suit, and has part of her cleavage exposed. I go inside a building that looks like the apartment I used to rent in College Station. And the moment I go in, she immediately slams the door.

I turn around wondering why she has to slam the door like that, and she keeps her hands on the lock so I can't think of getting out of this situation with her. She tilts her head and smiles at me, and after that, the only thing I can remember is me stripping her latex suit off and then slowly sliding down her pink panties.

She's bracing herself against a wall as she props her rear towards me desperately wanting something to happen as I have the panties halfway to her knees.


I can't remember anything else from that.

28.07.2013

Ada killing Dopplegangers and Me Dancing To Kill? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Last night I did about 90 minutes of training myself to let unconscious thoughts come in faster without giving much conscious judgment in them, and even though it's my first attempt, it's helping me SO MUCH with dream recall lately. It's actually fun doing those sessions as well because of how my unconscious mind can gather all of these random events and make something out of them.

The reason why I'm doing that kind of exercise is so that when I wake up to attempt to recall my dreams, I gain more confidence that I will be able to synch in with those unconscious thoughts we get when recalling our dreams, where we don't question what's going on, and all we're doing is just letting those thoughts come out.

I put this dream off for about 2 days, and can still remember a decent portion of it as well.


So I'm walking through a school hall, and noticed how a bit blurry the environment is, with small patches of refined detail here and thread, almost as if something bad is going to happen. And as I'm shifting left and right in this perception in the dream, I noticed that the crowd in the hallway is getting a little bit bigger than it should be.

I'm on the left side, and people are coming through me in the opposite direction that I'm facing. I noticed there's this fairly large entity that looks very abnormal compared to the rest of dream characters here.

He's like the picture from above, except most of his body is white with a small hint of pink within it, and his face seems to look human as well, and seems to have a dark blonde hair-style similar to Albert Wesker's. The environment surrounding us consists of turquoise and shades of blue.

The tile floors below us consist mostly of white and blue blocks, and there's a bit of a worn-out look on the floor, most likely because of the dust and dirt from the constant flow of people coming in and out of the school building.

To the left of me, about 3 feet in front of me, is a random classroom door, and the mutant creature is standing perpendicular to me as I'm parallel to the wall to the left of me. He slowly turns his head and looks down at me, and for a few seconds, I was in fear of what he'll do to me, but he just ends up smiling at me and turning back to look at the classroom door.

Eventually, the door opens, and we both go into an environment a lot brighter compared to the previous area. It has this milky and glowing aura type of atmosphere with specs of circular lights floating about. There's streams of curvy vanilla lines flowing through, and it feels kind of weird being in an environment that would induce positive feelings due to its nature.

So, I noticed that my perspective is changing, and I'm not aware of my dream body as much, and it feels like I'm watching a randomly generated video clip of Ada talking with one of her dopplegangers. Not Carla from RE6, but just an exact copy of her, only that this doppleganger is a little bit more muscular and has a bit more meat to her.

Ada is wearing the costume she had from RE2, like the picture below:

Seems Ada is irritated with this doppleganger, and I can't recall the exact conversation they had. All I know is that Ada eventually took a silver tableware knife and stabs the doppleganger in her ear. The doppleganger is still alive, and is slowly walking down some stairs, and I noticed the dream scene shifts completely from being bright to being a little darker.

The stairs are dark green with a few streaks of yellow, and the handrail is black and has a very thin metal frame as well. It seems she's going through the type of stair format where it looks like it's forming squares if you were to look down below from a high elevation, like spiraling down into what seems like a bottomless pit.

The doppleganger is using her right arm to hold onto her left elbow, as if she's injured from other areas of her body. I can't remember what happens next, but there's a dream shift where I'm back to the bright area I mentioned before.

For some reason, I have to dance with some random dream character that looks kind of like Mr. Bean, except he has light brown hair and has a softer visage. I have to pretend I'm dancing to some music with this guy so that Ada can kill him.

I don't know why, I just went with the flow and tried to do my best to give the signal to Ada without the dream character trying to turn back and possibly find out about her plan to eliminate him. I gave Ada some eye gestures for quite some time, and I'm wondering if this dream character is just either really passive about body language, or he's just doesn't have enough sentience and sapience to know what we're up to.

I can't recall what's going to happen next after that. It just ends up being me trying to give her signs to kill him off while I look like an idiot trying to dance where there's nobody around but me and two people.

27.07.2013

Oneironaut Zero Saves Me (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Listened to a self-hypnosis recording I did with my voice and decided to continue not using WBTB, managed to get a decent lucid. Without even trying, SWEET!!!

Recall is okay, just the normal if I were to actually do a WBTB and have a decent sleeping schedule. It will only get better when I get more into making more audio hypnosis scripts and/or saying them to myself before sleeping at night. I managed to get my tonality and emotion-pouring down with the scripts, which makes the imagination that much easier. Might even make a longer hypnosis script for myself where I'll make a recording and save it for some other purposes.

Imagine being in an underground base where the dominant colors are mostly shades of blue and turquoise. The dream itself repeated some aspects for some odd reason, and it was mostly me checking if the person Oneironaut Zero killed stayed dead. But let's not worry about that right now.

All I can remember as I'm shifting back and forth with third person, first person, and just spectating what's going on over what seemed like watching a movie, I started harboring extreme sensations with adrenaline and fear.

My recall for this has a lot of patches, seeing how there were so many areas I must've traveled in a short span of time. Most of the double doors were electronic and open, and it seems every time I enter some area, I would see to my right side a wired fence shaped into a cube protecting random electronic objects. Like bases or power generators of some sort, and with how things were going, it seemed the building we're in has some kind of invasion of weird creatures, machines, and such occurring.

It seemed I was pretty lucky, not having to deal with all of that, yet. Throughout the dream, I felt sensations occurring within my head, neck, and back region. It was a sort of fuzzing and vibrating feeling, it didn't hurt, but it wasn't something I would want to tolerate for too long. It almost as if my senses were just elevated because of the rush and adrenaline surging through my dream body, that it was a matter of life and death, and all that mattered was getting out before I end up dead.

And as I'm running and dodging without looking back, as if all that was needed was for me to sustain the narrow tunnel vision I had in this dream, Krauser shows up yet again, and his countenance is completely different from the other dreams where he seemed to only show up to scare me, but never had any ambition to kill me.

He extends his left arm, and seems to be ready to facepalm my face straight into the wall behind me, and luckily, there just happened to be someone right behind me that he ends up hitting instead of me. Either he was still trying to scare me, or he just had crappy aim. I waste no time and immediately dashed to the open double doors to the left about 10 feet away from me.

Suddenly, I find myself accidentally tripping, and it's really, really hard to get up.

Great.

JUST GREAT!

While Krauser is trying to get his hand out from the person's head he slammed against the wall, I'm still struggling to get up. I felt like this dream was going to end up being miserable until someone in a blue-black jacket comes in rapidly, and the dream character looks a lot like Oneironaut Zero who's just waiting for a good fight with Krauser.

He indirectly signals me to leave, but I'm still trying to process how he came about. Eventually, I managed to finally get up from the floor, still looking at what Oneironaut has up his sleeve to deal with the Krauser dream character coming after me. And before I managed to get past the same left door that's now to the right of me (since I braced against the wall), Oneironaut Zero goes through some mutation while Krauser does the same.

There seems to be tentacles gradually coming out of the left side of O's face, then some grows behind his back, and after that, I was too afraid to really see the full transformation from both dream characters. I wanted to help, but it seemed O can hold his own, especially since I have no chance against a fully mutated Krauser that probably would end up twice the height of the original.

Now things shift back to me watching the events as if I'm looking at a movie or something. I noticed I started to pick up the pace with running away, but not only that, feeling more agile, flexible, and even ready to do super-human jumping as well. The scene that was previously saturated with a turquoise and blue atmosphere now changes into a mustard-yellow atmosphere.

And things are getting even more hectic as I'm trying to avoid the random machines and other-worldly creatures that are just too hard for me to process their visage and composition because of how I only cared about getting out of this place alive. I still worried about whether or not O would be fine dealing with the Krauser dream character, but I guess some kind of instinct kicked it telling me he'll be just fine.

There's a long metal chain that happens to be one of the few ways to get out of this place, and I immediately jump up to grab onto it. And as I'm slowly taking my time climbing up the metal chain, there seems to be random fighting below me. I noticed Wonder Woman (the Justice League version) seems to be taking pretty hard hits from whatever entities she's fighting. She's being thrown left and right and still while recovering each time to go back fighting full force.

All of this is still occurring while I'm looking at myself and the background scene in spectator mode. It seemed the dream character of me was so fixated on climbing upwards without looking down, and the more I focused wanting to get out, the more intense the fighting is below. I can hear the slashing, clashing, and all the punching sounds along with the grunts, moans, and screaming as well.

I wondered how the hell I got myself into this dream environment, and I'm presuming I finally made it to the top and I'm hopefully free and safe from all the chaos beneath me. My train of thought, or at least me being able to visualize myself starts getting patchy again.

I start seeing a few glimpses of areas I've been before, and I take advantage of this ability to check to see if O was okay. All I saw was Krauser's dead mutated body, so I'm presuming O managed to seal the deal and get out perfectly fine. But I didn't have time to speculate and try to again some assurance that he's alright, seeing how the monsters and machines most likely are tailing me by climbing the long metal chain as well.

From this point, I don't know where in the world I'm headed, all I remember was just jumping off somewhere very high. The dream environment and setting shifts completely now, and that's probably because I forgot what happened in the middle.

That's what I get for not doing a proper WBTB.

Anyway, I'm in a different scene, and my feelings are less anxious and intense, so I'm assuming things are safe now. Imagine me now being within a large and spacious area that resembles a base for small planes and helicopters to traverse. Surrounding me about 400 feet to 2 miles are large garage type buildings, as if I'm near some miltary base.

But it doesn't feel like that, it feels more like some type of training ground for people who want to pilot flying vehicles. And I find myself noticing that I'm waiting in a short line, and I quickly shift my head to the left to see who I'm waiting in line to meet.

I noticed there's a lady that looks like she's in he 30s, she has bowl cut hairstyle that's orange-red with a slight shade of black near the front regions before stopping to the side of her face. She's wearing a classic secretary black dress shirt and skirt that's a about knee-level.

She's filling in applications and signing forms I'm presuming, and while I'm waiting for my turn, I take the time to just look around and stare into random space. I noticed how it's early morning within this dream, and I can see the sun rise up slowly to my left side. And as I turn to my right, you know how you can see the heat waves or whatever from a distances where the light gives the illusion that the objects are bending?

It was like that for a a minute, and as I'm turning left and right occasionally, I turn to my left again to find an elderly man sitting about 5-10 feet away from the same female that's busy with the people in line. He has his back faced to her on her right side (my left side), and is sitting perpendicular from her.

It seems he's waiting for something, and I begin to notice how he's holding some kind of certificate in his left hand. I didn't want to pry into the information within this certificate, but because he's holding it in a way that makes it look like eye-candy, I can't help but zoom from far away to see that he's most likely trying to get his driver's permit or something.

The man is wearing thin-framed glasses, a few jagged features sustained in his visage, and is a bit obese, maybe 250-400lbs. He's wearing a green cap with a small streak of orange, if I remember correctly, and he's just casually reading this certificate to himself, probably to kill some time.

Then he finally gets his turn, and quickly gets up to meet the secretary like female I'm waiting for as well. She declares to him the type of license this man will be getting, and she stated some things that are hard to process, jargon most likely. I believe he had to have a restriction on his license or whatever it is he's trying to get because the female stated how he had some kind of disability.

She states this a bit loud, not too loud, but just enough to make the man feel ashamed for his disability. He quickly tries to cover the topic by questioning her randomly, but it's not really working out for him. I don't really pay too much attention to is situation with her, and I'm sure the dream characters I'm behind in line didn't really care, or at least pretended they didn't hear the conversation.

You know how you wait in line for something, and there's someone somewhere at the far corner of the area you're in that shows off or does something loud that makes every avert their eyes towards them? And then when things settle down, they quickly turn back so the person doesn't feel like people are staring at them like hawks? It was kind of like that, and as the man eventually has his situation covered, it's finally my turn to speak to the lady.

I honestly don't know why I'm standing here, but it seems the lady knows I'm here for something fortunately. She tells me that O gave me a letter, and I was puzzled for a bit. She tends down while still sitting on her black rolling chair to open a drawer and hands me a letter. I quickly tear the seal and read the glanced at the content for ab it.

Then I tried to re-read it to absorb whatever content the O dream character that saved me tried to give me in this letter. The letter is folded into thirds, hot-dog position, and as I'm trying to sustain my vision and make things a bit clearer, I find it difficult to read the content.

It starts getting blurry, and no matter how hard I tried to calm down, relax, and let the word trailing shift back to their original position, I can't really string together a cohesive train of thought from this letter. I believe I decided to put this letter in my pocket by folding it the opposite way after folding it back hotdog style and gave my thanks to the secretary like dream character female.

All I can remember from the letter was that O stated he was alright and didn't really have much injury from before, but he was more concerned that I hopefully got out alive without any injuries myself.

I can't recall what happened from this point, and I guess I tried to leave because I didn't want to stall the people waiting in line behind me.

Sucks I don't know what the O dream character was trying to tell me. It seems whenever there's a message being given to me, especially letters, I always end up having to save them for later only to forget them and never really getting the chance to see them before I try to have a dream where I can find the letter again without worrying if it was going to be a false copy.

If only I recalled this dream earlier, I'd probably be able to get out a few chunks within the letter, but that's my fault.

I felt even more guilty that despite of this O counterpart being a dream character, that this entity still cared enough to risk his own life to make sure I got out safely. It's happened before with a female that takes a laser cannon shot to her chest and stomach region, and a few others I can't recall off the top of my head. I'm personally glad O was just fine and things didn't end up where someone's life is taken away, compared to the dream I had months ago where the lady that pushes me off before possibly dying from the laser shot.

Those types of dreams where someone has to take their life are always hard for me to process honestly, even if it's all just a dream.

I wanted to do much more in this lucid dream, but I guess all I really cared about was seeing how the dream plot would unfold instead of sitting around doing nothing but wondering what to do.

20.07.2013

Asking Advice from a Mute Person (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking into a classroom, and as usual, I happen to be the only person to come in other than the presumed teacher that's inside the room. Seems that it's early morning for the dream setting, seeing how the chairs are on top of the desks in this room, and only a few lights were on while patches of darkness fills the rest of the room. I believe I left the door half opened, and as I'm going inside the room, I notice a female is nearby, and from peripheral vision alone, I knew she was taller than me, by 3-5 inches taller.

It seemed she was on her way of sitting near her work computer, and she quickly turns around to greet me. The moment she turns around, I fall victim for how she looked. She looked Hispanic, absolutely beautiful and her facade was proportioned to near perfection. The only makeup she seemed to have gracefully plastered on her visage were eyeliners and red lipstick. Before she started uttering a word of greeting to me, I made a presumption that she was a substitute teacher for this classroom. The reason being is that it felt like she was exploring the room a bit before turning around to chat with me.

Her body movements and such clearly wasn't in synch compared to teachers who know what's in the room and know where to sit in the room. She has black hair that's in an updo hairstyle, and is wearing a vibrant orange dress that ends just a few inches above her knees. And as she's turning around and me going through some trance of gazing at her beauty, she asks me a random question,

"Are you an immigrant?"

Lolwat.

It took me a few seconds to start using logic after falling for her looks, and I quickly stated,

"Oh, no, I'm a citizen."

I'm not sure if I gave her a smile along with that, but anyway, she gets closer to me for some odd reason and gets a blanket that she wraps around my face gently. She smiles and casually goes back to sit at her work station, and I begin to notice this blanket is a dark gray color and feels very warm.

I can feel her very essence through this blanket, and I noticed her perfume is covered on this blanket as well. Her smell and the perfume, although this sounds creepy, it was a very pleasurable experience of smelling it. I take my hands and wrapped my face with the blanket more, going through a slight mental orgasm of positive thoughts.

Not sexual thoughts, just thoughts of wanting to cuddle with her, and as I'm going through this random act of appreciate a woman's smell, a part of me eventually realized it was best not to be fixated on it for too long. I put the blanket down, and it seemed this lady was going to leave, and I'm not sure if she was leaving for good or just had to get something.

Either way, the dream quickly shifts to a completely different scenario. What felt would be some cheap romance dream with a teacher that was just maybe a few years older than I was, I'm not some guy with different clothing and with a completely different dream character I had odd fear with. He was dark-skinned, wore a gray sweater with a light gray collar folded neatly along with dark colored pants (can't remember the specific color).

It was as if my competency level was reduced tremendously in this dream, seeing how I literally obeyed, sucked up to this guy's words and commands, and thought he was going to do something bad to me if I wouldn't act accordingly. So while he's being condescending without actually being direct with me, I continue going through random acts of filling out some papers. Whenever I find myself being confused about something, I would ask him and he would just point where to fill out and find information, and the more I needed help from him, the more annoying he was to me seeing how he was so irritated with my questioning.

It wasn't even complicated questions, seeing how my competency level was now equivalent to a 8 year old or something, and he never uttered a word, only pointed and used hand language and gestures. Was I trying to get advice from a person that's mute? If so, then this dream just went downhill.

In fact, either way, it felt kind of weird being looked down upon a mute person, it just felt that no matter what questions I needed help on, he would only just point and shake his head.

*facepalm*

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20.07.2013

Dodging Parts of A Collapsing Roof (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm in this spacious building that feels like an airport, a very huge airport. I can presume that the roof was 100-300 feet from the ground, which kind of felt too much in terms of practical building composition. Even so, it's a good thing it was built that way, seeing as you already notice what's going to happen.

The roof is collapsing without actually showing signs of collapsing, if that makes any sense. Random huge blocks start slamming down to the ground, and in this moment, it doesn't matter what I'm wearing or what I had intended to do, all that matters was just me dodging as much as I can. I had moments where if I were a few seconds too later, my dream body would be "destroyed."

As I'm trying to keep myself alive in the dream, the fear and adrenaline augments rapidly, and unconscious reflexes started to become apparent. After the series of close calls and dodging prowess that seemed like a deus ex machina, I started to recollect my thoughts again, and it seems my first thought was finding if my mother was okay. I started panicking for some odd reason, despite of the inconsistency with her existence in the dreaming life and waking life.

As I'm looking left and right to find her, I start using 360 vision again, or maybe it was just spectator mode where I see her behind me feeling perfectly fine. Seems I wanted to reach my left hand out to her without turning back and held her hand. For a few moments, I felt relieved and at ease with myself.

I turned around and was surprised that she was still alive after all that.

I don't know what happens next.

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20.07.2013

Mini Resident Evil Nemesis (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside a house that's fairly dark, and the more I venture through this building, it feels like a mansion. I noticed that a mini-version of the Resident Evil Nemesis is trying to get me is saying,

"S.T.A.R.SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!"

Yeah, time to get out.

18.07.2013

It's Just an Environmental Awareness Safety Course Right? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems this hypnosis script is working well for me, and the scary thing is, because of its universal use in being able to connect the dots better and recall things better, if I were to actually make a hypnosis script to have better recall, the dream content below would be greater, much greater.

I'm also beginning to notice how easy it to get the dream plot despite of my lack of knowing the content within it. Because I focus on the emotions and as much of the totality of the dream-scape itself, piece by piece, I can find bits of imagery coming in to make the dream a little bit more comprehensible. Of course, it's not perfect, especially since I'm only using a general hypnosis script, but I'm glad either way that I have this memory still ingrained in my unconscious. Since after all, the more the person finds themselves naturally wanting to remember these things and sustaining them even when they have to do something else, it becomes easier to recall.

Anyway,

So I'm inside a house that's almost the exact replica of the one I'm staying currently in waking life. Only that this house within the dream had this sense of a yellow-green atmosphere flowing around me and my perception of reality within the dream. Imagine for a moment of recalling any of your dreams where you found yourself mixing through sepia themed dreams or even yellow-green overlay dreams where it feels as if you're going into the past or even just in a rush because while you're moving quickly, everyone around you and the environment around you feels like it's going a bit slower than you.

But at the same time, you find yourself noticing that you tend to slow down a bit as well in order to be able to socialize with these dream characters, otherwise, things wouldn't make sense if you spoke fast while they couldn't right? Now, I'm going through that same motion, and everything is coming by naturally, and I haven't even gained sentience or the type of awareness to see that I'm dreaming, however, due to the circumstances within the dream, I probably did, but just wanted to see the plot unfold.

But now is not the time for me or you reading this to worry about that, and as I go through embracing the dreaming environment a bit more, I started to get myself solidified into the dreaming experience. I begin to notice there were a few dream characters already engaging themselves with each other. Eventually, I found myself slipping into the conversation somehow as I'm sitting next to a dark-skinned female that resembles someone in waking life.

It's as if she never knew what I was doing beforehand, standing around the environment feeling as if I was just lost in the moment of the dream, lost within the confines of my mind as I'm twisting and turning the dream time and dream setting without even realizing it. The more I engaged myself with these dream characters, the more the yellow-green atmosphere, or the overlay surrounding this dream setting disappears.

I noticed how I continued to blend in with the dream characters, mixing around in seeing things in third and first person. The female beside me is wearing a white blouse along with white short pants. The contrast between her dark skin and the white clothes, combined with the slightly saturated sepia tone within the dream makes it hard to see if this is some simulated dream with implications of a past moment or something, or even a glimpse into a probable event in the future.

Suddenly, my confusion for this dream being random or probable pre-cog, was eliminated the moment I heard this female asked me a question about what I'll be doing after summer is over. I knew her response related to some things I'm actually doing over the summer, and then she stops herself abruptly and remembers her logic doesn't make sense. And the experience was weird in itself, it felt as if I knew she would come to that realization, and all I needed to do was just wait and see her do it.

It's as if that despite of my uncertainty in this dream, it felt as if there were unconscious processes becoming apparent to me. Such as what people might say, how things will end up, how the dream will turn out, and such.

I wondered because of this awareness of the unconscious formulating the plot of this dream were my sparks of being lucid, but just going back with the dream since the lucidity didn't really matter. I'm not sure if because I was aware of these unconscious processes, that I naturally find myself not caring much about lucidity altogether, seeing how I would obviously do something completely different if that were the case.

The moments within this dream, the pacing, started having its ups and downs to the point where I couldn't follow what else these people were saying, and it feels as if there would be a dream shift because of it. Before the dream shifts, I recalled that the same female, this woman in her 50s most likely just like in waking life, told me about some type of Environmental Awareness Safety Course that I could take.

Find that pretty ironic as I spent most of this dreaming entry describing the dream environment.

The moment she stated this, her existence is hard to follow because I realized I shifted from being inside of a house to being outside with maybe 2 people with me. It felt as if this same lady was replaced with a younger dream character, and I began to notice how I was looking at a certain person within the dream while she's talking to me.

You know how you're discussing things with people, and you tend to avert your eyes a bit from time to time to look around in space and the environment? It was just like that, except that this dream character himself had something that was odd or familiar about him for me to make a longer gaze at him.

It wasn't anything concerning, I was probably just bored of the content the dream character female to the right of me was saying, and probably was just staring at space when a dream character just happened to be within that spectrum of vision. The man notices I'm looking at him as well, and this gives us an awkward moment where we go back to the people we're discussing things with and pretending nothing happened. I can't really recall the next conversation, so I'll talk about the dream shift to where things get even more random and a bit more hectic.

You may notice how the pacing of this dream, or at least these dreams that I felt connected with each other, really doesn't add up, but still somehow makes sense. It's as if that despite of being able to recall of this, we have a predisposition to connect the dots together, even if the endeavor itself would just be apophenia.

However, even with these patches of recall, I'm sure if I gave this recall more thought rather than putting it off, I may have found an underlying meaning behind this, just like finding a needle in a haystack of information that feels less significant.

You may also begin to notice how my dream self went from this passive and naive boy to some calculated and psychopath closet serial killer. It won't make sense initially, but there's no need to worry about that now until you begin to notice when I start to change completely within this dream.

Now, I find myself inside of a tunnel, a very spacious tunnel. The sounds bouncing from the walls with ease as I hear the vibrations and humming, I begin to notice that there may have been some vehicles around here if I looked beyond that's right to the curve blocking my view of what's ahead.

Suddenly, I find myself being cognizant of a dream character to my left, and she's another dark-skinned female, and I had a feeling she was this same female talking to me before the dream shift. Something felt so weird being around her, and I kept paying more attention to her to wonder why I would be in this tunnel with this female.

Because of my uncertainty, I had to just let things happen naturally and just become aware of the unconscious feelings and emotions so that I would be able to connect the dots and have better neurological changes to hopefully get the underlying meaning of this dream. This female, despite of her facade not having contrast to this dream, her vibe, her energy, the way she expressed herself even when she was dormant for a good bit before I got myself back into the pacing of the dream was comforting.

I felt safe around her, but also had these feelings that she has bigger plans ahead for us within this tunnel. She's wearing a swamp-green jacket with a few highlights that quickly made me assume it was probably raining when we were going into this road tunnel.

Her black hair has a small shine, but not enough to really provide contrast within this dream environment, which was saturated in a brown and nearly sepia tone overlay. While the overlay itself made the environment bland, insignificant, boring to gaze at, there was a sense of realism as I found the air around me literally going in and out through my eyes and body.

My breathing, the pacing was perfectly fine, I felt as if I had unlimited energy and would never be tired, and all that would make it seem any different from that would simply be psychosomatic occurrences (And by that, just like how initially when we first recall our lucid dreams, we may found ourselves getting excited mentally, and because of that, the body will generally follow, which would generally make us have a harder time staying in touch with the dream).

Because I began to notice myself being dissociated from the double-edge sword that psychosomatic reactions can give us in our dreams, I felt more at ease for whatever plot would come in this dream. I literally had this unconscious implication that it's simply a dream, a simulation, but knowing whether or or if I'm aware of the dream simply didn't matter. Because like before, you'll remember how that if I were lucid, things would end up differently (i.e. me changing the dream environment).

Finally, the pacing of the dream picks up a bit more, I started to feel the rush, the excitement, the slight thrill of wondering what will come next. And with this assurance of security I had with this female beside me, despite of her being this randomly generated thought-form/dream character, I'm finally getting into the groove of this dream.

I found myself realizing what I'm wearing, a black long jacket that stretches all the way down to my ankles along with a dark gray shirt and black dress pants. It felt weird that while this female had her jacket saturated with water, my outfit was completely dry and perfect. I guess having my jacket wet would feel uncomfortable seeing how I would begin to notice the weight of the soaked jacket.

Now, the female and I find ourselves encountering a police officer, and during this moment, there was this feeling of fear, the type of fear that foreshadowed there would be bad things to come. But because of how this female to the left of me sweet talks her way with this police office, I decided to mute the conversation altogether.

Now, you may begin to notice why I wanted to mute the conversation, because I knew that the more she would sweet-talk her way with the police officer, how she expresses herself wouldn't matter, because you'll find out quickly that the dream character's fate would be sealed either way. I merely avert my eyes to some other direction, while still keeping my peripheral vision in synch with the female's swamp-green jacket. Somehow, just somehow, she finds a way to kill him silently.

Instantly, I turn around a bit to have better inward focus on what she's holding, a silenced pistol. The moment I saw this pistol, and how my outfit and her outfit felt a bit peculiar, there was some kind of ambition that would involve some kind of retaliation. I started connecting the dots a lot better from that, and just let whatever happen, happen.

It as if I was shifting through being a spectator of the dream and shifting myself into the dream in third person or first person. My sense of identity was more expansive, and it felt like I was watching 1080p Blue-ray film or something while still shifting back and forth from spectator to a participant in the dream.

Because I have a better presumption of who this female is, a sweet talker that knows how to kill and fortunately doesn't seem she'll try and switch sides and do the same for me, I had a feeling of what she would do next, hide the body. She opens a door to the left of us, and I follow along with her, and I noticed I still have some fear for her.

But with the security she easily expressed to me that she wouldn't shift her positive views of me, it was more of me having conflicting moments of a sense of security with fear slipping in despite of knowing things would be perfectly fine with her. Because the sense of security beings to express itself more to me, the more I wondered the point of me being with her. That would find myself realizing I would be safe around her made me wonder if I'm just the same as her, except I'm just letting her do things her way.

Or maybe I was really commanding her to do something unconsciously while at the same time, I still thought I was just some guy who happened to have an expert killer that happens to be nice to me. So as she places the body in a decent position, I realized there's another door to me on my right. While she's busy standing around there, I take a small peek of what's beyond.

You know how when it's raining, and you see the lights' horizon on the vehicle front being more apparent, and how with the slight drizzling of water that goes all over the place distorts that light, but in subtle ways? It was just like that, and because of that, I started to question the situation we're in now, because those same lights were police officer lights.

Even though I only glanced quickly to see what's out there, I had a presumption there would be at least 10-20 cops, maybe more seeing how that was just looking at one part of the tunnel before the curve to the right blocked my vision of the rest of the path. I was surprised that despite of these cops aiming their automatic weapons at us, that they didn't even realize I closed the door. I looked at the female and gave her a gesture that we need to go now.

Like NOW.

She instantly gets the idea, and as I'm following her by going back out from the door we cam in, abstract dream logic starts kicking in again.

Immediately, I heard a click.

This is not a good click.

After this concerning click, I can hear the sound of the hands moving around the object slowly, and I quickly realized we're at gunpoint. All at once, everything felt like it was just going to end here, when everything felt so right and calculated, only to be contradicted with a dream character that just happened to show up so quickly.

It almost felt as if my female companion in this dream didn't take out all two individuals in this dream, and if I were to actually pay attention to who she was talking to rather than muting out the conversation and realizing someone was with her, we wouldn't be in this position at gunpoint.

However, my female companion seems to defy the contradicting logic of the dream character showing up by bravely moving away from him, despite of our backs facing him. I looked at her and wondered how she could risk her life like this, how could someone just go around throwing their lives away like that and keep moving?

But now wasn't the time for me to revel in that thought, I felt her character, her courageous demeanor, I wanted to follow along with that. I slowly walked and followed her side by side as well, while having 360 vision of seeing the guy still aiming the gun at us.

Why isn't he shooting us? Why, despite of what the female did to the other guy by killing him, he doesn't shoot us? It felt inconsistent, and I wondered if the female companion truly instilled fear into the police officer that he couldn't shoot, or maybe he was just afraid to pull the trigger altogether for other reasons.

While I'm sustaining 360 vision a bit longer, it feels the officer is putting his gun down, and me and the random female companion gracefully exit out of the tunnel. Now that we're outside, while still sustaining the 360 vision, I begin to notice the air is much different than inside the tunnel. Things aren't so concentrated as much with the sound waves, and everything feels spacious again. We're now in a section of a road, and we're near the side railing, just like what you would see if you were driving in high altitude.

While we're walking, I'm still trying to string together what in world just happened with this experience with the police officer. I immediately find myself being addicted to this female's presence, so I quickly ran up to her and quickly conformed to her pace of walking. She doesn't really look at me much, keeping her head in profile view to me, and she starts explaining what happened.

Apparently, she stated how she switched guns with the cop somehow, which means that if the cop is holding the gun without gloves, he would be caught in a situation where if the cops that we encountered before closing the door again finds out the bullet of the dead cop came from that same gun, the cop would be in a predicament of explaining what happened.

While she's telling me this, it's still hard to comprehend how she switched the gun somehow, and why the cop didn't want to shoot us. It felt as if while she was trying to make a cohesive statement, she ended up failing, or maybe I failed to acknowledge the other bits she was declaring to me. And even though I was confused, I still found myself somehow trying to connect the dots again by what she stated and actually congratulated her for pulling it off.

Okay, why am I congratulating her on killing someone? I know that she had to do it to avoid any kind of problems with them, but still, it felt almost disgusting for me to state that to her. My own mentioning of acknowledging her ability to get us out of the situation ruined the value of the plot of this dream. Just what in the world was going on and why am I suddenly finding solace in what she did just now?

Of course, this didn't really make itself apparent that much, seeing how I still had some fear with this woman. She was an enigma, while I was sure that I could basically do anything to her (sexual thoughts started coming in for some reason), I still wanted to do it in a subtle manner because I don't know what her breaking point is. This started to become sick, but before the dream ended, it was as if all the thrill and fear turned me on because of how she expressed herself.

So I guess after that, we had sex, I can't recall what happened after, just the two of us walking down the road.

But I'm sure with my attitude around her, we were bound to have sex.

Lol.

12.07.2013

Ada Calls in Several Osprey Gunners and Shoots Luis Sera [DILD] (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, think I might get back into interpreting dreams a bit more, even though ultimately, asking the subconscious/unconscious directly would be more accurate. Either way, the point of this dream is that with the dream meanings with helicopters, sniper rifles, and aiming down a target with accuracy leads to an implication that I'm reaching some kind of higher level of thinking of something that was bothering me all this time with dream characters/thought-forms/figments of my imagination.


Throughout the dream, I was a spectator, kind of like watching a screen of a dream character in a video game go through an area and such, except without the heads-up-display and what have you. Ada, specifically the version of her in Resident Evil 6, is going about infiltrating a base, but it seems like it was a floating base of some kind, because I can slightly feel the vibrations in the regions of her feet.

There seems to be no one inside this base except her and me spectating her, so she's just moving about in a slightly dark aware with a few specks of lights here and there. There were black metal crates with silver linings on the sides and corners that were maybe 3-4 inches in width. It almost felt as if I was in a huge helicopter or even a Osprey gunner (in call of duty).

The reason why that's the closest thing in my mind right now is because it was extremely spacious, and with the creates and objects surrounding Ada, it felt as if she was actually preparing an assault towards an area or even a person. So maybe she was just strolling around for the time being just to kill "dream time," I guess, if that makes any sense.

I know what I said doesn't feel right, but I just meant that as in where we go on a journey in its entirety rather than actually teleporting to our destination.

Anyway, I start feeling at ease being inside this Osprey gunner, but at the same time, because I'm wondering where in the world Ada is doing at such a high altitude, I felt that she had to be grounded somewhere, to at least take things a better pace rather than inside a Osprey gunner-esque.

The reason for that is while something like this, being in a helicopter or some flying object that's huge, it can give us a sense of protection, but it also means we might have to ground ourselves so we don't go too quickly in our lives to where it ends up being a one step forward, two steps back experience.

The dream shifts to where Ada seems to be on a ground surface, and we're both hearing the humming of helicopters and the Osprey gunner-esque flying vehicles roaring in the background. It wasn't loud to the point that it was distracting, just enough to where anyone can hear it with along with the vibrations from the sound waves.

At this point, I could describe the dream environment, but honestly, everything is too dark and tedious to really get a good description of. They were merely objects that filled the environment, and paying particular attention to them didn't really matter. Ada finds a window, she gets her right leg and kicks it I believe (or probably just uses the sniper rifle to destroy it completely), and she gets out of the dark area by putting her hand at the bottom edge of the window and doing a side twist with her lower body region to the other side.

She's now in an environment where the overall color is brown, the surface below her has a mix of brown soil and maybe dead brown grass, just like the image below:

The region she's on now, it's like a mini-cliff that spans about maybe 10-12 feet in width, and if she stepped any further, it would be a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG fall to the bottom. So just imagine the environment beyond that mini-cliff as mixes of gray, red, and other colors that were blurry because there wasn't much focus for them.

She encounters a man to the right of her that looks a lot like Luis Sera from Resident Evil 4, and it seems she's aware that he would be there initially.

Spoiler for big image:

He's wearing a darker outfit, probably just a black jacket over his current costume that's similar to the image above. Just being around him made me feel he had something up his sleeve, and even though Ada seemed to be confident that he was perfectly fine, something was not right.

I started getting these tingling sensations on the sides of my stomach, dream body or waking life, they started to get stronger and stronger (and there wasn't anything in waking life that contributed to that).

I'm not so sure if Ada picked this up initially, and based on what will happen next, it's safe to presume she did know, but she was just pretending to be casual towards the Luis Sera look-alike. She quickly flirts with him, but they were laconic to where it didn't really add substance to the conversation. There was something that made Ada immediately use her Sniper rifle and aims it towards Luis Sera.

She shoots him with high accuracy, and the moment she shoots him, he's pushed off the mini-cliff, but somehow, he's still alive, only with his face removed and his skull showing and I think it was covered in flames as well. He's just standing there levitating, and it feels like this guy is going to be difficult to take down.

NOPE.

Ada had several Osprey Gunner-esque flying vehicles floating above her, and they all aimed and Luis Sera......and he's dead, or at least disappeared immediately the moment the flying vehicles came. One Osprey Gunner is a shitty mess together to take down in call of duty unless you have a lock-on missile launcher, but 5-7 of them? Nothing, at least a singular entity in the dream, could stand up against that, unless they were invincible. But that didn't seem to be the case, thankfully.

After the Luis Sera dream character disappears, Ada gets her grapple gun, aims it at one of the Osprey Gunner, and finally gets into it. Like the scenario in the link below, except she gets into the Osprey Gunner like flying vehicle and is wearing her RE6 outfit

Splicd 03:37 to 04:01 · Resident Evil The Umbrella Chronicles Cutscenes [HD] [Ada Wong] Cutscenes

From there, I can't remember what happens next, but the next dream that probably came after it, adds on to the dream meaning.

Okay, so in a nutshell, with the Luis Sera only having a skull after being shot, with how skull is interpreted in dreams, it means a sense of danger, and also repressed feelings and all that combined with feeling that we're at a dead end situation. So as Ada was talking with the person, when she shot him with the sniper rifle, which obviously means higher accuracy and tackling a problem with accuracy, either means:

- I'm getting over an aspect of myself that gave me negative vibes of concepts of life or just me in general

- Ada is probably killing those repressed feelings behind the dream character Luis Sera that only had a skull and body instead of a face for some other reason

- Ada finally found something I needed to get rid of, and with her being on the ground, she's working at her own pace rather than being on top of a helicopter, and being inside or on top of a helicopter generally means one should take things at a slower and practical pace. Because she called in those huge helicopters, it gives a sense of security and stability in being able to control one's life and have a higher level of thinking over something that's bothering them. They found a way to justify the mechanics of what they wanted to solve initially, and now that it's taken care of, Ada going back to the helicopter means she's going back to moving at a quicker pace, but also is able to go back and forth through land and air with ease.

And the important item here is the Grappling Gun, the item that acts as a conduit in her being able to move up and down and about anywhere with ease. Because of this, it can often lead her to going into too many places at once, but with practice and experience, she uses the grappling gun only when it's necessary.

Because the same grappling gun can be spammed to death in the dream to get out of the situation like the skull dream character, but instead, she eliminates the part of myself that was insecure, seals the deal, and grapple hooks her way back to the helicopter, waiting there and doing whatever until there's another problem that comes up that I need justification or a way to solve.

Because of that, because there were several Osprey Gunner like flying vehicles, it most likely reflects on how I conceptualized the unconditional love and security the mind can give a person, if they know how to accept it being a double edged sword (and by that, I mean that despite of the unconditional love, it can be your worse enemy, because when you have nightmares, the more you reject them, the more apparent they'll come unless you take some measures to end it, or it becomes repressed and comes back later on in your life).

So with that, it could mean many other things, but I have a decent understanding of the dream. Maybe it was just an example of how a dead end situation (with the mini-cliff) was just for experimenting and amusement, but not necessarily having an underlying meaning.

However, because of her being on the cliff, it can symbolize there's a life-altering decision where I can't hold on to the beliefs I had before. And with the dream I had of Ada previously in the link below:

Ada and Double Suicide and Ada's and Eva's Polarity [WILD] - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

I realized that Ada seemed to just jump off the edge of the castle walk-way in that same dream in the link above. And usually, if you jump off a cliff, it can symbolize there's forced change that I wasn't ready to be prepared for for that dream.

So with this dream I just now, I am able to climb over that difficulty, because I now accepted a cold and hard truth towards a concept I'm trying to understand more on a higher level. And because Ada has those attack flying vehicles by her side at her command, I am now at a higher level of thinking towards the concept I had difficult sugar-coating. The sugar-coating itself is now eliminated because I know the truth, and I can come to terms with that truth.

I can now use those helicopters, and Ada can use the grappling hook to connect herself to land and air with ease, that she's able to balance between being too ambitious while on the helicopter (going at a fast pace), and going back to the ground surface to take things slow.

It reflects that despite of the situations where I feel there's a dead-end, I will have to start looking into myself more to make life-altering decisions in order to climb over that dead-end, and continue being someone that wants to progressively learn through self-improvement.

And I know what those set of situations are, because of the dream I have next with school and classrooms, it basically means I'm in the process of getting used to the life-altering decision that I was going over in my mind recently.

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12.07.2013

Trying to Finish an Assignment and Going to Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Basically, I signed myself up for a random class that seems to not make any sense in whatever I was aiming for in the dream. I think it was a flight simulation class (kind of funny that occurs after the helicopter thing in the previous lucid dream).

Anyway, I was sitting in a random room of what seems to be a university of some sort, and as I'm typing things on the computer, I get this feeling of being rushed, that I need to take care of the assignment now. I'm not so sure if I was procrastinating and had to rush through, but whatever it is, I'm too anxious to get things done in this random assignment.

I look at the paper, which didn't make sense in terms of the syntax and wording, and I look back at the computer once more. There's a clock on a wall to the left of me, and I look at it, and it seems that 5PM is the time I have to get things done and head to my next class. The assumption with that came about when each tick made me want to rush more, and I decided that because I couldn't finish everything, I might as well accept what I did now and head to class.

I quickly head to class, and surprisingly, no one is there, I'm actually early too. I didn't enter the class as yet, and I just happened to find a girl coming out of the room I was planning to go into. She starts giggling, and I ask her what's so funny, and she states the teacher is busy watching porn on his Media device player.

Lol.

I wanted to see if she was lying, but she's right, this guy is going through porn pictures of naked women, one that looks Hispanic (maybe Brazilian if I want to be more specific). He doesn't seem to care who's entering the room, he's just casually getting his libido filled up with the porn, and after that, I can't recall what's happening next.


But the dream meaning was apparent like the lucid dream before it. There's something I'm trying to learn (and the teacher is just a distraction). The girl giggling and laughing probably means I need to let go of some things and not build so much pressure on myself, kind of like what I did when I tried to finish an assignment in a dream before it reached 5PM.

So yeah. That's all I remember, and honestly, two dreams recalled is more than enough for me seeing how their themes were apparent.

06.07.2013

Eating Cake with DeadDollKitty & Shoulder Workout of Death with the Grim Reaper (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I expected to have shorter dream recall than usual, but it seems even when I'm not even trying to recall my dreams to the best of my abilities with WBTB and such, I guess being over-analytical of things in life helps a lot in dreams. Guess that's a good thing, seeing how I'm getting better with hypnosis, and because I haven't made a hypnosis script to just have better recall with my dreams, these are just mini-novels compared to what I can potentially do with hypnosis.

It's truly amazing, and I'm always finding more ways to apply hypnosis to create triggers for other sensations unconsciously. It's unfortunate that some people never marvel or even want to revel in the thought of seeing hypnosis in a completely different way beyond their spectrum of misconceptions behind it. Anyway...

I'm with a dream character that has a mix of looking like DeadDollKitty and probably the Angela Varona that had the ABC interview of how she became an Internet sex symbol. One part of me wanted to believe that this dream character was more like DDK though, so I decided to just go with that instead. Seems we became close friends somehow, seeing how she asked me if we wanted to work out in the gym.

We're both outside, and it looks like it rained recently or it felt like it was going to rain. It mostly felt like the first presumption, seeing how the concrete below us was saturated with a darker gray color that's very wet as we're walking together. The grass to the right of us looked pretty wet itself, even though I didn't bother looking for mud-holes or anything where the soil is. You know how you can get the feeling that the grass is wet or not before you actually step into it? That you can notice the difference even if the area you're at is completely new to you and you didn't have a mental map of it in advance? That's exactly how it felt, and even though the analysis of just being aware of the grass itself would be trivial and petty, it felt pretty interesting for me to recall something like that, or to even be aware of that in the dream.

The sky around us, it had a calm and relaxing atmosphere around us, and is mostly a medium tone gray color with blue thrown in to make it less monotone and dull. I can recall some white specks here and there as well, and it felt like the sun within the dream wasn't going to show up at all. All of this was processed within a few seconds, seeing how most of my attention at the moment was on the dream character replica of DeadDollKitty,

DDK, she had a completely different vibe to her, at least how I interpreted her on chat when she comes on rarely. She didn't seem as cheerful in this dream, or at least even wanting to be gregarious with me. It was a weird persona this dream character was expressing to me, she wanted me to follow her, and I kept up at a reasonable pace. It's almost as if she became stoic and combined with her body gesture of showing that she wants to walk faster to whatever location we're going so that I would just follow her and not get myself saturated on trying to analyze her persona too much.

She didn't seem to show any signs of lacking interest in me having company with her, it seemed something was heavily going on within her head. You know how you can tell a person essentially goes into a trance with themselves when speculating about something and still manages to walk just fine to their destination? It felt like something bad was going to happen within her mind, and because I couldn't really go into her mind so easily and was more disheartened by her slight depression, it just made things seem much worse than they should be.

It got to the point where I had to know what it was she was thinking within her mind, what exactly was she thinking at that time? She gave off an impression that she was calm, collected, and at ease and yet it's as if her body language was telling me that she either wanted to find solace in some way but was too distracted with anxiety to hopefully come to terms with me and talk things out. She's wearing a black leather jacket of some kind that extends down to upper waist region, and she's wearing a white blouse underneath, the type of blouse that has folded sections and then wrapped with a strap in the middle.

The top of the blouse has nice spacing that makes her breasts the center of attention with how the black leather jacket makes a huge contrast for her Apricot colored skin. Although, with the hue this atmosphere outside in the dream gives, her skin is a bit more pale than usual, being a little bluer, as if the reflection from the sky truly made an impact in how I conceptualized her changing skin tone later on in the dream.

Her hair is dark brown, smooth, silky, and almost feels as if it was attached to her hair, it was too perfect in fact. Then she had long tight leather pants, or maybe even in the category of being between latex and leather. My recall of her pants in particular is kind of patchy, but I think that on the outer regions of her ankles, there were a few rectangular holes on the tight black leather-latex pants she wore that were aligned horizontally. Combine that with her black Motorcycle Biker Slouch Double Buckle Mid Calf flat boots (that had a top that was mid-way in reaching her knee), she was the classic biker chick.

That impression alone with her outfit, and her seemingly being in a hypnotic state of being with possibly speculating about things going on in her life that she probably felt she didn't have control over only added on to my curiosity for her. We continue walking in a moderately fast pace of walking, and whatever our destination ended up being, all I could recall for this moment while walking with her is blurry batches of green, gray, red, blue, violet, and a small streaks of yellow.

I believe the DeadDollKity dream character informed me that we're going to the gym to workout together, but with the clothes she was wearing, and what I was wearing, it felt kind of odd going to the gym. What I wore exactly is hard to recall, at most, I was probably having a similar vibe with the persona she had as this biker chick. I remember wearing a black shirt, black belt, and a black dress pants that had smooth creases along with black lace less shoes most likely, or just regular black biker men boots.

So maybe based from the clothes we were wearing, we came off a motorcycle or something, seeing how we found ourselves still moving reasonably fast as we're walking. The sensation was like this, you know how you walk or run on a treadmill for a good bit, and then when you come off and go on a different surface, you notice your mind still has the predisposition that you're still engaged with using the treadmill? That your legs are still slightly vibrating and you feel the very same ground you're now on moving a bit?



Of course, I'm not trying to make mind vs. body with skewed dualism, but hopefully you'll get the idea of how it felt. Also, another thing that I noticed with the DeadDollKitty dream character is how she had her whole left arm down vertically while she uses her right arm to make an L-shape across her stomach to hold onto the elbow of her left arm. It didn't come as a realization in the dream, but maybe she was hurt in some way, seeing how with her fast pace of walking, she probably wanted to find help right away.

The dream shifts, or my dream recall of what happened before we reached our destination occurs. We're now in a building that is pretty interesting in its composition. It seems that it's always changing, or maybe it's due to my growing awareness of the surroundings that makes it interesting.

DeadDollKitty had a completely different vibe to her, her countenance was alluring, it was impossible for me NOT to gravitate towards her visage frequently as I tried to socialize a bit with the dream characters within the building. I ended up making smooth by quick jerks to gaze at her visage a bit more while being occupied and confused on what to do next in this building.

I expected that we were going to work out, but that didn't seem to be the case. What was now a dark environment within a building was now filled with lighting and the realism of the dream was augmenting, but it still left that subtle hint that this all was a fantasy.

I could say that I was lucid in this dream, but it's one of those dreams where you don't even care about your level of lucidity, you just let it happen. You just let yourself become confused by the dream logic, of how the very same girl I was walking with that had this persona of feeling rushed, desperate to find support to heal her presumably injured arm into someone who comes down-to-earth, relaxed, and care-free.

The dream characters started to come together, and I had a sense that we would all end up eating together. I noticed long tables facing horizontally in my direction (as you're looking into the screen), and I can hear a few food carts rolling in. I get an automatic thought that it was going to be dessert coming in, but that could be DeadDollKitty along with the random set of dream character's chattering in the background of looking forward to eating cake.

For a moment, I found myself in a trance just like DeadDollKitty was when we were walking towards this destination. I found myself easily embracing my confusion and how I unconsciously built predispositions to prepare myself of being gregarious with the dream characters.

You know how we tend to have less conscious critical awareness of our actions and let them ebb and flow? And how we tend to be more suggestive and in agreement with others once we eased ourselves in their perception of looking at us? It's almost as if that despite of the fact that I was only fixated on DeadDollKitty's existence in the dream, even with my peripheral vision, the dream characters surrounding me had an augmenting aura of trying to reach out to me.

Because of this, because I can feel how they're naturally kind and sociable to me, my body becomes loose, I noticed my muscles becoming loose, my whole posture in general was relaxed and prepared to just get into the experience. I think I recall an elderly female touching my shoulder. Just one touch and I started to expand my 360 vision within the dream and noticed she had glasses on and a slightly buzzed short hair style.

The type where the ends are curly, loose, and in all directions. Her visage had small variations of creases, but they weren't that bothering to see. Her outfit in general consisted of a slightly diluted swamp green mixed with brown colored dress jacket and dress pants. I believe she wore a dark red shirt as well, and her skin tone was surprisingly full of life with its apricot-like hue.

I believe her touching my right shoulder was for me to unconsciously receive that as a cue to feel free to find a seat. So as I find myself realizing my conscious critical awareness in this dream, and the lucidity that naturally finds its way into my schema of this dream, I paused for a moment and looked around and everything seems to been made in a nice and fit package of just one of many things I think anyone would want in a dream.

Unconditional love.

And I started embracing the unconditional love and genuine nature of the dream characters that were enjoying each others' company and my company as well. They welcomed me with open arms, but they didn't need to express that directly. Their body language, their tonalities, the aura they gave out of having something within them forming into some kind of phantom hand pouring out its positivity and slowly trickling its fingers on my body.

I decided to take a random seat, and realized I'm not sitting near DeadDollKitty, the same person I was so attached to just a few moments ago was now considered someone equal to me. Her visage, her beauty, her youthful composition was just as equal as the elderly woman that touched my shoulder a few moments ago as well. But I still paid more attention to DeadDollKitty, mostly because I still held my attraction of her just a bit more.

I noticed for a fleeting moment, a moment that intensified as my awareness augmented, she was exhuming more confidence towards me. Her visage was flirting at me, practically just waiting for me as she folds her arms and raises her eyebrow at me in curiosity. It's almost as if this time, she's probably wondering what was on my mind just like I had the same curiosity before when she was talking in hypnotic gesture.

She's wearing a white sweater, only making myself having more presumptions of how she's sustaining her down-to-earth demeanor towards me and everyone else in the dream. For that moment, we both had the type of sentience and sapience where all that really matters was that we were going through this mental dance of teasing each other by distracting our awareness of ourselves with the other dream characters, and them coming back to just us paying attention to our awareness again.

I wanted to get closer to her, but our distance didn't really matter, I already felt her aura surrounding me even when she's just there patiently waiting for me to make a move to sit next to her. For a moment, the dream characters were seemingly non-existent, and her existence continued to become more lively. I started to look into her eyes a bit more, couldn't make a good distinction of the color, but I'm presuming it's between hazel, brown, or just pure green. I guess when her more saturated colored brown hair, green eyes would be more appealing to make her brighter.

Her cheeks were defined on the outer regions of her face, it was weird, it was fluctuating between being defined and not as apparent to me. You know how in video games where if you're close up to a character, you can see the sharpness of their whole body composition while the people in the background are literally just blobs and blurs? And this isn't just talking about our peripheral vision, it's when the developers create this system to imply peripheral vision for the character in the game viewing this.

It was exactly like that. My perception became a narrow tunnel, and I noticed my breathing is fluctuating as well. Mixing in with short breaths of lust over her figure and longer breathes that wanted to ease my libido. Breathing in lust, breathing out intentions of only seeing her as a friend in the dream. Imagine for a moment that in order to conceptualize what I just experienced looking at her, you know how when you're meditating, when you have that sense of silence after all those distracting thoughts become less intimidating for you?

When you get into a hypnotic state, or a trance of embracing the silence more? Where you start thinking unconsciously, and you're actually being aware of yourself thinking unconsciously? Where your primal instincts that you usually leave not being as developed as our more refined judgment now takes cover completely? Where we're this close from becoming animals wanting to fuck each other brains out, but then something within us restricts us from doing so?

I started becoming the unconscious, I started diving myself into this ocean where I let my unconscious govern everything that's happening to me. Almost salivating from her figure but closing my mouth to gulp it all down. And she knows this is happening, she continues smiling at me because of it, she keeps her position, as if she suddenly was like a person that models themselves so people can draw them in an art studio.

Then it became too much for me and I eventually came back to being consciously aware of the environment around me again. The dream characters that were blobs and blurs to me are now back again to their sharpness. DeadDollKity is still there, but with my 360 vision, she's not going to become a blur to me because I don't want her to be.

Sadly, this is the point where the dream recall goes down to crap again.

Losing my awareness, and not really caring that I did, the dream shifted into a completely different setting that now had a Point A to Point B to it. And it was because my emotions were the driving force in making things linear now. I'm completely out of the building where me and DeadDollKitty were looking at each other. She didn't exist anymore, the dream characters didn't exist anymore, it's just me again.

Then I started to get unconscious responses that the same DeadDollKitty character wanted to do a shoulder workout with me in the gym. I found my unconscious creating another model of her, only this time in a white sports tank top and very short blue shorts. She starts stretching her arms out, and it's just too much for me. As she's stretching, it's as if I'm purposefully finding my unconscious focusing on her breasts popping out more. Then she starts stretching her legs.


I shake my head, and she continues to say that we should meet at the gym again. Things started to become in-cohesive, and as I'm LITERALLY letting my emotions control my actions, I go into a "hands-off" approach to let things happen. I arrive at my destination, but it's clearly not a gym. More like going into an abandoned shed with a yellow light lamp above me conveniently (sarcasm) placed in front of me while the darkness is so apparent that something bad is going to happen.

And I knew something bad was going to happen, but again, I'm in a "hand-off" control in this dream. I noticed I was taking form of a female, one that resembles Ada, specifically the Resident Evil 4 version of her. I possessed her body for a moment with ease, and as I'm doing this, I can feel those tingly sensations and vibrations as I mold my consciousness into her form.

It was as like a stinging sensation, but it was completely pleasant to experience. I go back into caring less about the lucidity and seeing what Ada would do in this situation. I was in her body (of course I know it's an implication), and she quickly dodges some elderly man that was trying to stab her in the chest. He's wearing skin tight blue gloves, is bald, wearing circular glasses, and just suddenly became the enemy of this dream. He was in the process of wearing a blue grim reaper mask as he tries to stab Ada.

There were many moments where Ada was going to die, very, very, very close moments where just an inch off with the reflexes, and good bye to her dream body (unless I wanted to just bring it back to life). The old man becomes more irritated with her just moving too fast for him, and from there, I can't remember much after that.

The only thing that comes to mind as I'm fading away from the dream is seeing the back of Ada's body.

06.07.2013

Brushing My Teeth (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So after the dream above, I woke up, had a false awakening basically. I was so into the thought of posting the dream eventually, and everything looked real to me. The sink, the toothbrush, everything, and then I think I went back to sleep.

Lol, missed a chance for lucidity, but oh well.

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28.06.2013

Arrested for Not Having a Light While Skateboarding (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I'm heading for the apartment I used to reside in college, and as I'm going through this very familiar dream environment from College Station, the setting of the dream goes from afternoon to night time fairly quick. I'm apparently using a skateboard, which is rare for me to do in a dream, and as the walk light confirms I can move, there's a police vehicle about 15 feet away from me.

I ignore it because I didn't feel I was doing anything bad, just strolling along and riding a skateboard back to the dream apartment. Then I look inside to find a police officer is looking at me suspiciously, and he prompts me to stop and then informs me how I have get arrested for not using a light while skateboarding.

I couldn't even fathom why I needed a light in the first place if I have nothing to attach it on the skateboard, and holding it on my hand wouldn't make a different either. It just didn't make sense to me since the setting wasn't even that dark. I enter the police vehicle, and the composition of the vehicle is very abnormal. There's about 3 more police officers in the vehicle, and suddenly the same car as the space of a limo. There's two cops sitting on the left side, and one on the right, and I guess I sit somewhere on the left, and I didn't even pay attention to see if anyone was going to operate the vehicle in the first place.

It's almost as if the moment I said that, the dream characters that were police officers suddenly lost all competence and awareness of their roles of actually BEING officers. But I decided to just let it play along and see where this is going to lead me. The dream shifts, and I'm not in the police station office, and it's pretty busy, but not too hectic. People were going about doing their usual thing, and I'm not even sure if I had handcuffs attached or not. There were moments where I had my hands in the position that implied I was handcuffed, and other moments where I was venturing around the huge police station office with many stairs, levels, and floors.

The environment inside mostly was saturated in a turquoise color which really created the theme of how chilled and relaxed this area of the dream was. I could sense that it was fairly air-conditioned, and it just had that office smell to it, most likely because of the blue-violet carpet that had all sorts of colors in small dots, but not too much to where they dominate the general color. I could hear some fans blowing when I'm going around the police station office, and just random dream characters that are occupied doing desk work and such.

I was beginning to wonder if I'm really committing a crime here, seeing how I'm not in jail. The dream shifts and I'm sitting down bracing my back against the wall with handcuffs still attached. I turn to the right and saw I'm near an exit of the building, and then I turn back to find some random blonde male coming near me. He seemed like a friendly guy, and I guess he asks me what I got in trouble for.

I told him I got stopped by the police for not having a light at night while skateboarding, and I started to explain how it was silly to even be arrested for doing so. Everyone but him started to make those quiet remarks to themselves about what I just said, like:

"Ooooh, look how he's trying to *insert whatever they said*"

He looks around them for a bit and focuses on me again. He mentions if I wanted to hang around with him sometime later on, and with this logic, I'm not so sure if an office is supposed to ask anyone to hang out when they're handcuffed. He stated how he has friends that drink, and I felt his logic was even more contradicting especially since I had a hunch that he arrests his friends for drinking as well.

I don't know, maybe it was just my dream emotions preventing me from conceptualizing a cohesive thought on what's actually going on with me and this guy talking. I forget what I stated to him, but whatever it was, he casually leaves and probably goes back to his duty.

I can't remember much to that dream seeing how I put off the recall for a day.

25.06.2013

HUNK vs. The Village (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another Resident Evil 4 type of dream where I'm playing the Mercenaries section, and that's because I've been playing a lot of Resident Evil Games lately. The character I'm controlling is HUNK, and he has the default costume setting with the major color being black. His goggles though didn't seem to have the red hue though, it was mostly faded out. It could be that the colors for them were shifting from black to red. And it would've been difficult to notice something like that in the dream to hopefully become lucid because of the situation he's in.

The moment HUNK (yes the name is naturally expressed in caps) steps into the village, there's already Las Plagas infected villagers that are coming after him, maybe 5-10 in frequent moderation throughout this dream. Of course, I had a sub-machine gun just like in the actual mini-game you play with him, and I also remember his neck-breaking ability that's essentially a one-hit kill.

The village was a pretty decent replication of the one in the actual RE4 game, with the mini-bell tower from the far left corner, the two houses that are about 30-80 feet apart from each other left and right, the mini-shed/barn at the beginning of the village to the left, almost everything is where they're supposed to be.

I wanted to use the neck-breaker to my advantage even though I most likely had unlimited ammo in the dream seeing as I wasn't so worried with how much was left. So I aimed for the enemies' head so that they would flinch, put their hands on the inflicted area that distracts them before I attempt the neck breaker move. It seems it worked pretty well for the first few Las Plagas victims, but then dream logic starts coming in to make things worse for me.

As I shoot the enemies in the head, as I'm trying to press the command to prompt the Neck-breaker move, it doesn't work as effectively as I thought it would. I think the Las Plagas hosts even brushed off HUNK by literally just grabbing his wrists before he could kill them. So in the mean time, I decided to just spam the unlimited ammo sub-machine gun, even though at THIS time of the dream, I now get worried about the ammo capacity. As the anxiety continues to augment, I started to notice more things, like this dream actually being timed.

Instead of the timer appearing on the top left-hand corner, it shows up on the opposite, and I noticed, at least when I quickly glanced at it, the timer was at 2 minutes and 30 seconds. Of course, with how time is interpreted in dreams, that could've been 2 pigtails and 30 Oldspice deodorant overlords from the 23-43 delta section of the Nova Universe for all I know. But I didn't bother with looking for ( ' ) or ('') near the numbers to see if it was in minutes or seconds, too much anxiety built up. I quickly made HUNK run through the village to collect some Hourglasses to extend the time like in the real game.


It was quite a challenge even finding any that should be in certain location, and then I saw a green hourglass, but I'm not so sure that I used it yet. I probably presumed at the time of the dream that it was going to give me a bonus, and I didn't want to use that until I was sure I could do a really, really, really long combo with the neck-breaker one hit move.

HUNK is moving considerably fast in this village, and the villagers themselves don't even become a problem to me anymore seeing as I was focused on extending as much time as possible (even though I could've just use willpower to create implied experiences of there being extended time). As I stroll around the village, I sensed someone completely different from the villagers, and it ends up being Krauser with a completely developed Las Plagas like arm-blade. Despite of my previous dreams with him basically just trying to instill fear into me only to probably get my attention and discuss something to me, I still didn't want to take the risk.

The reason being is that I was so driven up with putting up my defenses and focusing more on reflexes to survive the onslaught of Las Plagas victims around me that Krauser was no exception to this. He doesn't run as fast as he SHOULD though...





I started to go into spectator mode and gazed over the village to get a good estimate of how close Krauser is from me. It seems the villagers themselves don't see him as an enemy, and it seems he's personally using them as shields should we get into close encounters. I decided that in order for me to destroy as many Las Plagas hosts all in one spot, and hopefully Krauser as well, I would have to bait them into a location where it's tight-spaced. The first location that comes to my mind it to seek out the barn/mini-shed that would be located at the beginning of the village on the left. It had a ladder, which was the perfect tool for me to go on higher grounds and shoot enemies trying to climb up to me.

However, even with that, I was a bit forgetful of the fact that Krauser just might be able to jump up if he suddenly has his near-superhuman speed back again. It didn't seem Krauser showed up as much, and I end up just shooting the villagers, but after that, my recall of this stops there.

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25.06.2013

I'm an Incubus Attempting to Hypnotize Women (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dreaming environment's setting is night-time, however, with how the dream scene alternating between day and night, it's hard to make out where I really started in this dream. I did know that I was an Incubus with purple skin and a vanilla or tan-brown robe wrapped around my waist and hanged all the way down to my ankles. I don't know my overall ambition in this dream, but it seems I'm just after a set of women, any that I can kind.

I heard some giggling and decided to fly around a bit and found there were able 6 or so females talking to each other. I wanted to use hypnosis, the type that isn't really what hypnosis stands for in waking life, the classical stage one where people think a person is really manipulating someone, but they're not. It was weird how I was going to manipulate their minds, an on-screen white HUD shows up in the middle and shows a list of who I want to start manipulating. Of course, I spammed for all 6 or so females, and about 4 out of the 6 managed to fall unconscious.

Problem is, those other 2 ended up being a challenge for me, and I think pretty quickly they prevented me from getting the other women. So I had no other option than to run and fly away.

Oh and they giggled at me for running away as well, guess I'm not getting pussy with being scared.

Lol, so much for dream sex.

22.06.2013

Almost Killing Someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much to this dream, but it had the similar environment like the previous dream, except the scenario was more cruel. Basically people who were in trouble had to run around some area inside the building, and if you didn't comply, it would only make matters worse. It was like being inside of a building full of snobby, immature, and inconsiderate individuals. There was this one guy that really bugged me, bugged me to the point where even in the non-lucid state, I couldn't tolerate his existence anymore.

I believe I grabbed his neck and had a gun form from my left hand. I shoved the tip of the barrel extending from my hand to make him feel how close he was to getting his brains blown. Of course, I don't really shoot him, but I was just inches away from doing so. I probably felt bad later on, but that's probably because now I feel a bit miserable just recalling it.

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22.06.2013

Kinesiology Professor Owns Quarter of a Billion Dollars (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a building resembling a University, and the presumption is because I saw my Kinesiology professor there, and I already had my own respect for him despite this just being a non-lucid dream. He was gathering everyone in his class, about 15 people I'm presuming, to give a final speech before the class was officially over.

He went on to state something related to expressing lessons of love and how people may have seen him as someone who's only doing the job for the money. He clears the misconception immediately by admitting that he's only doing this to teach and grow, because he already has an accumulation of a quarter of a billion dollars, so the money behind the job is not really important to him. He goes on to declare other things that makes me and the rest of the classmates almost cry.

I go up to him, shake his hand, and gave him a hug because of what he said, and I started to cry. I told him he's one of the best damn coaches/professors/teacher in this University. And he really was.

He pats my back a few times, and everyone begins to go their separate ways, and I can't remember where I heading for, but I do know that I wanted to stand still for a bit and let the experience marinate a bit.

18.06.2013

Group of Females Have Sex But They Slap Me If I Join In & Explosions Everywhere (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's hard to give out a decent description of the area I started out in, seeing as I didn't have much interest in recalling it from having the dream yesterday or Monday of this week. The first thing that I do recall is that I'm bracing my back against a wall, a very dark brown brick wall that eventually extends into a dark hallway the more I acknowledge the environment around me. I have several women, maybe 5 of them surrounding me, and I can feel their sexual energy and their enthusiasm of embracing themselves with penetrating each other with strap-ons and using sexual toys to enhance their experience and attachments to each other.

I simply wanted to view the experience at first, hearing their subtle moans and sighs of reliefs as they continue going through a system of just loving each other through sexual means. I was naked as well, and I started growing fond to how cold the wall and the floor I'm sitting on felt combined with the warmth that was expressed with these females. It felt as if they were teasing me, and it was hard to tell if they purposefully restricted me to join in, or if I was doing it to myself for some masochistic reason. I held on to the thought of them increasing their sexual vibes towards each other, even though the imagery and visualization isn't as clear since I woke up from the dream. I held on to the thought, and I eventually gave in.

I wanted to participate with them, seeing as now that their state of libido has augmented so much that they wouldn't be judgmental in who is penetrating who. However, when I tried to do so, I can only recall snippets of random moments that distracted me from the overall atmosphere of the dream. I didn't even see my own dream body anymore, but rather other bodies of males that I felt that I was controlling. And one that I was actually possessing, or taking the role of had white hair, about 20+ years of age, and looked like an anime character.

Then I realized these same women I was surrounded by looked exactly like the concept art behind an erotic animated series called Discipline and even Starless. *gulp*

Anyway, while I was trying to collect my thoughts and hopefully have sex with whoever is in close proximity, an explosion just random occurs. (Why does something always happen just when I'm 3 feet away from having dream sex...UGH)

All of the females and myself were soaring in the air from the blast, and while I'm in mid-air, I managed to control myself a bit more and immediately grabbed a blonde female that looked like Leona Morimoto (google that name at your own risk).

What felt like just grabbing her arm to hopefully save her from being injured from impact to the ground ended up with me holding her in my arms completely. She looks up to me and smiles at me, and from there, I started to becoming more enticed into her smile and the vibe she gave me. From there, I can't really recall what happened.

19.06.2013

Painting and Fixing a House (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream seems a bit inconsistent, but the overall plot was just to fix a house and make it look better.


Things start out where I'm in an environment where the gray skies gave an implication that it was about to rain. However, it didn't seem like it would end up that way, seeing as there's a decent amount of activity with dream characters aiming to make this randomly manifested house look a bit better. Although the house itself was just fine as it is, I decided to take part of making it better than it already is.

To the right of me is a ladder that's about 8-15 feet tall, and the person that's on the right side of it is an elderly woman that looks Asian. She's wearing a light gray shirt blouse or something including a black shirt or some dark colored shirt underneath it. She also has a dark-colored female dress pants as well, and she has her hands placed on one of the steps on the ladder. It seems that she needed help moving it, and I feel that I asked her a few questions on whether or not she needs help.

I then proceed to go near the house itself, and I get closer to one of the windows and one of the surfaces where random objects were on. It seems people were weeding out some things in the plant pots, and I saw a few small and weird creatures moving about, especially a spider that had an abdomen that was just a circle with legs attached.

Other than doing random things with the dream characters, I can't remember anything further than that.

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19.06.2013

Going Through a Castle (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Too lazy to describe this dream because it's just too trivial, very very very very trivial and had so many petty moments to it that it's hard to gather meaning from inconsistent data like this.

In short, I was just going through a hallway in a castle at night that also had windows opened to allow the moonlight to give a nice blue hue and created small patches of light on the ground, walls, and anything the light can get a hold with.

I eventually went through a series of random events to eventually open a room where the setting was afternoon and was in a backyard that was very peaceful. There was a pool in front and all sorts of things I can't be bothered to describe.

11.06.2013

Kaomea and Cuddling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems I was driving a car with Kaomea in it, and she's just wearing a long red dress. The environment feels a bit too familiar, like one of the neighborhoods when I was in middle school. It was afternoon most likely in the dream, and most of the content of the area was blurry unless I fixated on it.

The house itself looks familiar, and apparently my father is non-existent while my mother suddenly is. I opened the door and let Kaomea in, and my mother is on the chair doing something. I didn't pay attention, except giving greeting Kaomea to her and her greeting her back. Actually, Kaomea looked as if she could care less about greeting my mother.

Oh snap.

And then we went to bed and cuddled with each other. After that, I can't recall what happened next. Actually, it was probably just me laying down there and her probably giggling when her back was facing me when she was laying down on her side.

Man, I am pathetic lmao.

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11.06.2013

Porn Shoot Prank (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Lol.


The environment seems like I'm in the backstage of a building, and I'm traveling behind a blonde and some random guy with a blue/black cap on. He's wearing a black jacket that's open, revealing a simple white vest and is wearing basic dark jeans. There's a blonde female that looks exactly like Amy Brooke, and I had a feeling I was going to be part of a Porn Shoot.

My libido got the best of me, and I ignored the obvious hints that this was going to be a prank. Amy tells me that we're going a certain direction and points it to me. Seems that we're going to do this in a van with tinted windows. Then she presses some random buttons on a black remote she has on her left hand most likely. I suddenly get distracted when the van opens up in the middle of a mall. I realized I only had a jacket and tighty whities on, and I quickly went back to hide on the corner of the wall so people wouldn't see me.

Then the Amy Brooke look-a-like tells me to go inside the random chamber that should've been a van...what?? I go there, and lay down on the floor, and she starts laughing and runs away. I get pissed off that I made myself look like an idiot in front of a mall full of dream characters doing the "OOOOOOOOOOH" "HAHAHAHHA"

I got really pissed and ran for the Amy Brooke clone, grabbed her jacket collar and started to shake her around vigorously. After that, I can't recall what happened next.

31.05.2013

Post-Apocalyptic Sex with a Blonde (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm fighting two people at once, and I'm thinking it's with weapons like semi-automatics or maybe just knives and swords. Either way, this person wanted the whole world to blow up for some reason. He wanted me to die along with him, and the dream environment we're in resembles the Interchange map from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3 ( the image above).

Before the explosion, it felt like a regular construction site, a very huge one that was spacious and only had randomly placed large objects on the brown soil. There was a clear blue sky with few clouds hovering over, and the whole dream itself was obviously in for something serious. Anyway, back to the guy who wanted to blow up the world, or at least this section of the dream environment I'm part of.

All I can recall is that he was tall, had tan skin, and was probably Caucasian. He had another friend that would probably be his backup in case things go wrong with the world ending. It felt like a huge bomb from the sky was going to come crashing down, and before I could even react and absorb the contents of the dream environment, there's a 10-second countdown.

I started panicking, trying to find some kind of underground shelter in hopes that the inevitable nuke blast wouldn't destroy anything under the surface. I found a huge blue metal cargo container you would see on trucks that was open on both sides, and decided to quickly rush and duck for cover there. When the countdown reaches zero, I'm not sure what to feel at the moment other than the sound of the nuke piercing the atmosphere and moments from explosion. The blast quickly spreads out, and I can barely feel anything at all. I didn't die, but I did feel small vibrations from my body that probably absorbed some of the recoil from the blast.

The guy that wanted to blow me up along with him was dead, and it felt like I was the only person in this dream environment. The area itself was shifting a lot, and that's probably due to the fact that I wasn't interested in paying attention to the dull environments that were mostly made of gray and light turquoise walls and blocks that occasionally gave shape into houses and other things. I walk around the area for a bit, and I happened to see a blonde female sitting down alone in the corner. She has light & soft skin, and she has curly and wavy blonde hair.

NOTE: 18+ below

Her cheeks were slightly puffy, and her eyes most likely had a hazel or blue color, not completely sure since she greeted me with a concerning spread eagle pose. She's wearing a light blue denim jacket that probably only extends 3 inches from her breasts along with a very short denim skirt. She's waiting for me to enter her, and I let my dream body go towards her. As I get closer to her, I kneel down, and I immediately take my dick out. I move my hands to her sides so that she's in between them, and I get even closer to her. She decides to open her legs so she can wrap them around my lower back region.

She braces for the wall and leaves her arms stationary as she receives a slow penetration into her vagina. My penis feels the slightly tingling sensations and being en-coated with her vaginal liquids and being slightly squeezed in and out. I could feel everything, and it was so strong, I had to do it slow or else I would probably climax too fast. I can hear her slightly augmented breathing as I pick up the pace a bit more. It felt so good and I didn't want to stop, and I started phasing out and being amazed on how real this felt.


It was as if her vagina was injecting sedation that would soften the head of my penis while at the same time increasing its sensitivity. We kept having a slow and deep intercourse, and I place my neck on top of her right shoulder for support as I'm continuing to pound her. She starts saying some words, but I wasn't able to recall them very well, however, I'm presuming she was talking dirty to me to make me feel more excited. She wraps her arms around the back of my neck, and this entices me to hold on to her tighter as well. She's trapped me with her legs, and each time I go out slightly before coming back in, she uses her feet to thrust me into her deeper and faster.

She wanted it very bad if she's doing this, and then I realized it's probably Eva in a different form. I had a feeling that she wanted this for a long time, and those other dreams I had with her, she was slowly creeping herself towards me, basically offering her body to me waiting for me to do something to her. Now she's the one making the actions and indirectly guided me through this whole act of intercourse. She keeps talking dirty to me, and her whispers to my right ear makes my back tingle and vibrate immensely.

I can't remember how long this act of sex was, but it felt like I had a near-perfect simulation of what vaginal sex would feel like. The gushing sounds, the tingling sensations as she squeezes the head of my penis in and out, and her words to me as she tightly wraps her arms and legs around me was all too much, but so pleasurable. I actually climaxed in the dream, but I felt it was just an orgasm rather than ejaculation. The orgasm itself slowly crept itself up to me, it felt as if I had the orgasm already somewhere during the penetration, and then it just comes in like a loaded shotgun.

I had to pull out because having that kind of experience with the orgasm and her vagina walls that seem to have a mind of its own that seeks to please me as much as it can would just be a mindfuck; I would probably be in a temporary blackout from it all as well.

Oh and if that wasn't enough, this experience happened again in slight alterations to Eva's costume and face as well for at least 4-5 times. I think she made it clear to me of the type of visages she would transition into rather than that default form I gave her. Her first form in the dream I believe was with her hair in a pony-tail, and she had freckles on her face, then the next one was her hairstyle forming into a shape of an "M," with the center of her hair in a smooth-V curve going up both left and right, and then drooping down to have sides that looked like they were cut to take shape of a pointy end. As for her face, that was hard to recall, except for one form that had a shiny light pink color to it. The white highlight that was small, but very intense and noticeable really added on towards me being enticed by it. Her lips didn't have those small creases and grooves you would eventually see if you looked deep enough, her lips her wet and shiny, and completely free from blemishes (even though the creases would only show up if she was puckering up).

If I wasn't so saturated in the moment of vaginal penetrations in the 4 sessions we had, I probably would've asked her to perform fellatio for me with those attractive lips.

Other than that, each session we had seemed to allow me to get adjusted to her cunt that kept giving me new sensations that are so hard to describe.

The dream environment itself didn't matter, considering that it had a post-apocalyptic vibe to it.

I also recall her eventually having her clothes off and spreading her ass for me, potentially greeting me to have anal sex with her, but the vaginal was more than enough. Maybe she was just showing how flexible she was, but it felt like she was wanting me to do more after those sessions.

I wake up to find myself have light surges of mental orgasms, and unfortunately, I got up too quickly instead of enjoying them a bit more.

Didn't really care much for using self-hypnosis for lucid dreaming and just wanted to have the sleep where you sleep through until the next morning.

17.05.2013

Sex with Teal Scott [DILD] (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, can't really remember much, but I'll try.

The dream, at least from what I recalled, was already occurring, it's just that the non-lucid state was so hard to remember until this point. I feel I was lucid at the time, seeing as how it was similar to me doing self-hypnosis sessions to go from waking to dreaming state quickly.

So the dream starts out with me and a female that looks exactly like Teal Scott on YouTube (The Spiritual Catalyst). My memories of how she would talk, and her overall personality, and her positive demeanor that she naturally shows (or maybe it's just me wanting to believe that), combined with her being half-naked in front of me...it's just hard to describe my emotions at the time.

Damn it, I need to work on my descriptions more.


I don't know why two spoiler's are showing up, but whatever, too lazy to edit this.

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Her hair is very detailed, with individual strands coming off to the left side of her forehead, and her lipstick was either black or a very dark pink color. It was hard to tell since there was more focus on me having sex with her. I couldn't tell if it was vaginal or anal, but whatever the case, I find myself shifting between two people once more. I'm not sure if there's another clone of me, but it feels like I'm filming this sex scene with her and my doppelganger.

It feels like I'm blackmailing her for the majority of the dream, but I found she doesn't really care anymore and ends up smiling. She was on top of me, and I was lying down on the bed, gripping my hands on her love handles, and she has her back facing me. She was probably wearing red lingerie seeing how they were on the right side of the bed.

The bed itself was fairly dull in color, like a muddy brown color, and was probably laid out like that so that I would focus my attentions towards Teal Scott. She has her shirt lifted up, but not taken off, just enough to fit and wrap around on top of her breasts about 3-4 inches. She's really enjoying what's happening, and I find the more she looks at the camera, the more she starts smiling.


She's confused with her own sexual expressions and trying not to laugh at the camrea

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(hopefully she wasn't laughing at what I did to her ;____; ), and even though we didn't reach climax, I could still remember how intense things were. I decided to shift back to being a spectator that's filming this, and I take an electronic device and told Teal Scott that we'll be taking a picture of her as well.


She mounts herself off of me, and she quickly pull down her red shirt, and it ends up being a red netted shirt with the neck region and some of the shoulder region being regular fabric. I don't know why she wanted to cover herself, especially since all of this was going to be filmed in any case.


And when I saw her in the netted shirt, it made me focus more on any colors different from her overall skin colors, and her brown nipples became eye-candy for me. I gazed at her breasts for a bit, and I'm sure there's more that I did to her,

but that's all that I remember.

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17.05.2013

Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall....and a Demon (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm looking at a mirror in a random room that seems to be there for me to focus more on the mirror. The room itself had bland and dull colors of crimison red and burned red (I'm horrible with color naming, sorry).

I could feel that looking into this mirror would turn into something random and potentially bad. I didn't bother looking at myself, just at the mirror in an angle where I couldn't see myself. I see a sinister face show up, and I start getting jumpy. I shift my focus to a random point in the room, and then turned back to the mirror, having a longer gaze than before.

I do this once more, and then focused on the mirror until the face of a demon shows up, and I can't remember what happened next.

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17.05.2013

Chubby Anal Sex (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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I had anal sex with a dream character that was chubby. The most awkward penetrative dream sex so far. It was like a mix between realism and cartoon effects.

The room was similar to the ones I had with the dreams above me, which is kind of weird. But whatever.

My penis wasn't really working that well, and I had to ignore the person's face so I wouldn't get turned off. I think that was the major conflict her, her visage.

Eh.