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09.16.2012

WILD + Spirit Guide Search Failed + Pseudo Lucid Dream??? (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up around 3:23 AM from this. Before then, I believe I had woke up for a while, and was conscious of it. I closed my eyes and was sleeping on the right side of my bed.

I decided to try and imagine some random image, which was:

" n_n " emoticon, I sort of pushed my eyes out, and from that point, those sensations started to come back to me. Random numbers, Then a mini Green 0,1 matrix font coming down.....and then more random numbers and images, BAM.

YES!!!! WILDED LIKE A BOSS!!!!! SUCK IT 20 minute WBTB.....10 second WBTB FTW!!!!!!!!

Also, this pushing eye my eyes thing while I focusing on one image for a few seconds, and then seeing random stuff appear....I wonder....maybe I should try that again after this entry...

OMFGz0ers SUPER MASSIVE RECALL TIME!!!

As the images and numbers started streaming, literally giving me the sensation of having my dream body pulled out and then laid on the edge of the bed, I finally have my dreaming eyes opened without trying to force anything open.

Good..goood...let the lucidity flow in you LINK. I stay in this awkward position on the edge of the bed where I have my upper breast region, head, and arms on the bed. My arms were spread apart and stretched naturally. My head was on its left side, and I realized immediately that this dream setting is set for night time. I slowly get up, amazed, but still calm, that I'm dreaming.

Then I decided to touch myself so that I wouldn't be indulged into that excitement, and possibly ruin my dream stability. So I rubbed my chest with my hands for a while, and my thoughts start becoming clearer now, I realized that using the mentality that being exciting or pumped up would be useless, so I might as well just be nonchalant about the whole thing to increase stability.

For some reason throughout the process of rubbing my chest for a few seconds, I had an image of Madara Uchiha appear with the Rinnegan, in a completely lifeless form. Weird.....maybe it's just an afterthought when I woke up...but it just came up when I was just typing this stuff below.

I didn't pay attention to the surroundings in my bed for too long, though I did see a orange-yellow night light source on the north-east side when I turn my head to the left(since I'm still standing on the ground next to the edge of the bed).

I saw that there was a huge dresser shelf laid out to the left of the night light as well, and also a mirror on top I believe, but I paid more attention to the shelf instead. It was light brown, had a fairly shiny wood coating on it, and then I decided to do a nose plug reality check.

I take my right hand, plug my nose, and tried to breathe, and I can't breathe at all. Maybe I didn't plug my nose completely, but I'm pretty sure that I did. I attempted another nose plug reality check, and got the same result. I also felt the lower torso of my body sucking in, except that I didn't feel too much of it compared to if I did the nose plug RC in waking life.

I did hear that sound where if you didn't plug your nose all the way, it would make that "pbbbbt" sound (try to leave a little hole open in your nose if you do a nose plug reality check, and you'll know what I mean).

A nose plug reality check where I can't breathe through my nose....HA...

Better resort to the good ol' finger counting! So I take my hands out from the nose plug reality check, look down, they looks like my hands alright. So I started to count from the right hand thumb.

1 2 3 4 5 6....yep, 6 fingers is definitely abnormal, definitely dreaming. And during this whole process, I finally become cognizant that the moment I turn my body around, I find that there's a door a few feet to the the right in front of me. Something about area feels.......kid like....spacious....there was this feeling, as if I was a spoiled little kid.

Mind you, I still had my dream body of now, so I wasn't a little child in my dream, even though I didn't look at myself in the mirror. I was sure of this because when I rubbed my chest from before, I felt these slight bumps, and I was most likely in a muscular body than in waking life.

Anyway, after reality checking, I started to collect my thoughts together, not aware if I'm naked or not. (I know I was naked in waking life).

I told myself,

"As soon as I open this door, I will find my spirit guide............."

I slowly turned the knob of the door to the right, feeling the circular edge around it, and opened the door slowly. I take a little peek out without popping my head between the gap,

"Okay maybe not????? Sorta?"

I opened the door completely, and it's apparent that my bedroom exit would be next to a kitchen to the left of me. The section to the right of that is completely dark, and I presumed it was the living room of this random and spacious house. I haven't stepped out of the bedroom as yet, but as soon as I did, I noticed my mother is standing there to my right.

....lol....awkwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard.

I look at her for a while, and I'm bit shocked by her presence, but I went back to calming myself down and tried not to get too excited. It seems she's wearing clothes that resemble her sleeping outfit. She's wearing a white tank top that had very thin arm strings, and she wore sky blue velour type of pants.

She had a bit of a stomach to her, and had thunder thighs as well. Her hair is tied up, and the rest of it is curved up into a ponytail style that's balled up. I looked down on the floor a little bit to distract myself and try to come up with something to do with her being here.

I get close to her and try to reach my hand out to her, but as soon as I try to touch her hand, she immediately retracts it.

Oh come on now, you're not my mother if you do that, even if I don't know you too much, you were never like this.

I stand there disappointed in myself, not really thinking too much on why she retracted her hand just now, and to be honest, from the dream I had yesterday about her, there was no point resorting to rage at all.

She starts to move perpendicular to where I'm at, and as I'm watching her walk to the left, I tried to get her attention again.

"Wait."

I then tried to make myself larger and tried to scare her, but I failed SO hard doing that. I get my upper torso and arms flexed and tried to lift them up, trying to get the sensation and imagining my body getting bigger, but no luck at all.

My mother turns around, and she tries to imitate me as well...LOL...She fails in her attempt to grow larger as well. I try it again, just one more try, I did it with so much force that I felt my legs trying to come off from the ground by a few inches.

My mother does the same thing again with imitating me, and by this point, she's completely useless to me, but I still decided to indulge into the thought that she's significant in this dream region for some region.

So instead of running out of the house and TRYING TO FIND MY FUCKING AKASHIC RECORDS FOR GOD SAKE OR EVEN MY DAMN DREAM GUIDE, I stay in the house like a good little boy. *sigh* I waste my time for a mother who retracts her body away from me from every attempt of me trying to hold her hand....

After our little imitation trick of trying to grow larger, which was kind of a cute mother-son bond thing (even though it was obvious this was just a lifeless dream character with no signs of initiative), and her not saying anything to me at all to this point, I still I had a fear about her.

I don't know, when I was trying to get larger, I imagined her doing some scary shit like having her eyes pop out and her turning demonic or something, but nope....she's just as incapable as I am in the dream of doing these kinds of things.

Then I hear a grunt from my left ear, and as soon as I turn my head to the left, I see my father trying to get into an erect sitting position as he's waking up. He's wearing a dark blue pajama shirt and pants with a even darker hue of blue stripes going down vertically. He has his eyes squinting at us, trying to see what's going on.

Out of reflex, or maybe a slight shock, I quickly told him,

"Oh no! Everything's perfectly fine here....."

He makes a grunt noise and goes back to sleep, and by the time I turn my head back to focus on my mother again, she's by the kitchen on the left. It seems she's going to heat something up, maybe some warm milk or something of that sort. By this time....I decided.

Screw this. I dashed to the door, which had a light shiny gray lock on top of it, I turn it to the right or left (doesn't really matter now), and I opened that door and catapulted my way out of there. I slam the door shut, and as soon as I turned my head, this fairly big neighborhood appears before my eyes.

It's still night time, but I can still make out the contours of the houses around me and in front of me. It seems the house that my parents and I were in just now in the dream is located near a cul-de-sac. Ha....a dead-end, d----dOn'T ANALYZE NOW.

There are a few small bushes to the left and right of me, and I could tell this neighborhood is fairly decent and peaceful.

I'm surprisingly able to keep running without losing stability AT all...so plus for me..unfortunately...and it's very hard to for me to distinguish if there was something in the middle of the cul-de-sac, I slowly start to float in the air.

I had no intention of flying at all, but figured that if I'm floating, this means it would be harder should my mother want to chase me, but in all actuality, that was not needed at all. Though I could sense that she was gone at this point, even though I didn't bother to look back at the house I came out of.

I started to get higher and higher in the air, slowly flinging my arms and legs out, feeling out of balance, but I knew this was a dream, so I still remained calmed. Then my body starts rotating a bit slowly, and I could see that roof of the same house I dashed out from starts to open and remains tilted to the right side.

A HUGE BEAM OF LIGHT SHOOTS OUT FROM THE HOUSE AND TO THE SKY. It was SO POWERFUL, that I swore it could've been enough to reach outer space...in the dream of course.

Then I realized....I'm floating BECAUSE OF THAT.

So basically, the dream environment is telling me like,

"OH NO YOU COME BACK HERE, YOU COME BACK MISTER!!!!"

I try floating away from the house, with all my might, but I'm completely incapable of doing so. So I went into "oooh screw it" mode and let the beam of light suck me in, and I'm almost in transitioning myself to wake up, but then I hear some voice....like the voice from the guy from "The Price is Right."

No, not Drew Carey, the "YOU JUST WON A NEW CAAAAAAAAAR!" guy voice. I don't know where he is, but all I hear is (paraphrasing):

"Find out how YOU can pseudo-lucid dream as well!"

Wait wait........I KNOW that when I woke up with my eyes opened for a few seconds, I saw the fan I have in waking life rotating.....I think.....DANG IT, NOW I'M CONFUSED. Do I tag this as a WILD or a DILD contributing a FALSE WILD

UGGGGGH..But but....how can I have those sensations of being pulled in, just like a WILD, I was in the dream in the first plac-----*cries*

I don't know anymore! It's a WILD to me.

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09.16.2012

Who's That Anime Blonde Chick? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much from this dream, but there was a lot of feelings of being hopeful towards a blonde anime female. There were a lot of people in the dream that were skeptical about her, but I still had more faith in her than any of them. She looked like the one chick from that show I rather not talk about. :x

But if you do find it, "SHHHHHH."

There were dream shifts where both of us were walking along some thin path. We had to brace our backs against the rocky walls, and make sure that our feet are still on the very very thin walkway, otherwise, we would fall into a seemingly bottomless pit.

09.12.2012

Team Rocket Tries to Hack Me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was kind of fun, even though I'm being hunted, with the sliding down a steep hill and all.

A nap that isn't too random to actually get some substance of action for once. I slept around 3 PM until 6 PM.

Damn, the recall on this one....and just for a freaking nap too....how is it in this case, I'm remembering my naps, which are basically 1-3 hours of sleeping compared to me sleeping for 4-5 hours and then going back for another 2, or 3 if I'm lucky, and getting horrible recall....

Must be REM rebound, and the experiences of this nap feeling pretty strong....hmmmm...this sleeping style I'm taking is weird, taking naps late in the afternoon, or early night, and then staying up for maybe 3-4 more hours.


I remember two people are after me in some way, I just feel like I'm being hunted. The environment outside consists of mostly autumn leaves on the ground. It was a large and spacious area, and I believe it had at least one STEEP hill going downwards on your right when you look at this screen. I'm pretty sure there's also a hill going up as well covered in gold-ish brown autumn leaves.

There were a lot of trees, most were very, very tall, and their color almost looked like a mix between dark brown and black, they look like they were fading away. But because the environment was so freaking huge, you sort of ignore how many tall trees there were, and they were so spread out, it wouldn't be a distraction at all if you happened to see two of them together if you were sliding down.

The skies are not apparent at all, because it seems the trees themselves would extend even towards space. The atmosphere's color becomes apparent from these trees blocking all signs of it, and the color is a light muddy brown mixed in with some swamp-ish green.

It's hanging there, and I could even see small white specks of light around it as well, but just barely, since most of my focus was sliding down and going up two steep hills that are spread out. I see James, a member of Team Rocket, looking for something. He appeared in a 3D form, like a Nintendo 64 version of him.

He's around one of those tall black trees, and at first, I didn't see him as a threat, even though he is the only person other than myself in the dream at the time. He turns around, but he's barely making any kind of reaction towards me. It's very hard to pick up what kind of mood he's in.

In fact, the more I think about, I think this is just a person wearing mask with James smiling, because the face has a mouth opened, but it looks like a cut out, and also, the eyes themselves are completely black, and probably has some small hole in each of them, so that whoever is wearing the mask can see of course.

I feel that at some point in this dream, it had frequent dream resets.


I felt like attacking James, to try and get his attention, since he had his back turned on me. From seeing the back of him, I could tell he's wearing the default team Team Rocket costume. The black (or dark gray) gloves, boots, and belt along with the long white pants tucked into the boots with the shirt tucked into the pants as well.

I'm wondering if this guy is just some kind of lifeless dream character, it's like he's not taking any effort in at least pretend to feel like he's in pain from me kicking his legs. He turns around, finally....and I quickly look at his hands, and realize he has a machine gun....

I waste no time to quickly dash before I'm covered in bullets, and from that point on, the calmness of the whole dream is completely eradicated, it's all a rush now. Run or die. Even when I quickly move to cover, which is basically hiding behind on of the many dark trees spread out.

It seems James is a little slow in his reflexes, since I could still see him shooting at empty space that I was at a few seconds ago..maybe I was too quick, but it didn't feel like I really was that fast though.

I'm having some trouble in remembering the gaps between those dream shifts and resets, but one prominent moment was that I'm aware that Jessie is now part of the hunt with James to find and possibly kill me.

I recall sliding down those same steep hill I mentioned before covered completely with autumn leaves everywhere. It felt so exhilarating, the simple act of going down this steep hill, I could just get a sense of how it would feel as the wind clashes with my body. This moment of sliding down itself temporarily alleviated the feelings of being hunted.

I recall seeing Jessie near the end of the steep hill, and even though she's far away from me, I could zoom in on her, and it seems she's ready to attack me. She has her mouth open smiling at me, but it was hard for me to distinguish if she's smiling at the thought of killing or injuring me, or maybe she's really eager to meet me and possibly not do anything bad to me at all.

But because of my preconception of Team Rocket, if James was going to shoot me from before, obviously Jessie wouldn't mind doing the same. But there was something completely different about her compared to James.

One, she looked like the exact counterpart in the show, and she didn't have cutouts on her eyes and mouth as James did in this dream, she looked like the real projection of Jessie. and not a person wearing a mask.

She wasn't wearing her version of the default costume the suspicious James was wearing. She wore a Black version of it, with the same Red "R" logo between her chest. I most likely take another turn somewhere to avoid her.

Oh and she had Red Hair as well, rather than the Magenta colored one that shows up and is changed around with the Red color a lot throughout the series.

Then I have another dream shift where I'm going down the hill again, maybe a new hill, but it's going down like the other one before, and the moment I passed through one tree, still feeling like I'm being hunted, I could just sense that something distinct would be on the ground.

I look to my right, since I was sliding down (I think) on the left side of the dark tree before I decided to turn my head. I quickly noticed that they was 1-2 Blackberry Curve phones, like the one I have in waking life. So I make 180 degree twirl to stop the momentum of sliding down this steep hill to go hide behind the tree where the Blackberry phones were contained.

I immediately take one of the phones, or both of them, and replaced them with duplicates. I don't know why I did this at all, since I'm shifting a lot between feeling these non-lucid experiences and just letting the forces in motion as I'm seeing myself and others in third person throughout the majority of the dream.

As soon as I replace the phones with duplicates or fakes, I see myself grinning as I'm holding one of the phones with my right hand. It seems that as I'm sliding down the hill again, I'm also probably using the trackball on the Blackberry to scroll through some information. I see all of this occurring when I'm watching myself in third person.

I noticed that I'm wearing a jacket, and judging by how rare it is for me to wear jackets, it looks a lot like the brown leather jacket I have in waking. I'm probably wearing generic dark pants as well.

After a while, I'm shifted into another perspective in third person where I get a mental image of a screen that has the format of:

Username: ••••••••
Password: ••••••••

And I saw the black circles being entered, so I couldn't tell what the username or password was at all. The screen login had a very light magenta bar on top of it that went horizontal, and it was thin as well. Maybe it was Jessie hacking into something.

My eyes were wide opened, and my mouth is slightly hanging down a bit, as if I went with a trance state of mind for a moment. My eyes were blank, like information was being inserted rapidly, and all that I could remember was the "••••••••" being put inside the Username and Password slots.

The experience was like this video of Light Yagami (brown haired guy) getting his memories of the Death note back, excluding him going batshit crazy again of course:

Then there's another dream shift (yes, it's all very confusing with which hill I'm on, but bear with me), and now I'm sliding down the hill on the OTHER side, which means I would've went up to it if I kept sliding down from the other hill.

I see Jessie again, waiting for me, and I quickly hide, and suddenly, I have a feeling that I have a machine gun, an Uzi specifically because of how light-weight it felt on my hand. I quickly exposed myself to see if I could aim for Jessie, but I had a hunch that shooting anyone in this dream is not necessary when I can just use the trees spread out for cover.

In fact, whether or not I did have a machine gun was very hard to tell in this dream, I could've shadowed the motion of preparing to shoot a machine gun, or maybe the gun was just that lightweight to make it seem as if I'm holding nothing.

Anyway, I didn't see Jessie anymore when I exposed myself to try and aim at someone, so I assumed they went to another spot, or disappeared completely. However, I still had strong feelings that I was being followed and hunted still.

Then the dream shifts (another gap in my recall unfortunately) again where I'm not inside some kind of base. It's mostly shades of blue and turquoise, which is completely different from the orange, gold-ish brown, and yellow setting from outside. And to the right of me is some extremely muscular guy. It's very hard to tell what his visage looks like, since he's pretty tall. I looked to my left, and I see Jessie stops right where she is and looks at me.

I look at her, and for some weird reason, the same tall muscular guy that was really a big blur to me seemed to scare Jessie. She was kind of freaked out, but that was probably because I motioned my eyes towards that same guy to my right, as if it was me warning her that she's going to get it if she tries anything funny with me.

She makes a weird expression on her face like she's tired, so I guess she gives up on whatever it is she's trying to do or say to me.

After that, that's all I remember.

09.12.2012

Another Sucker (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

A woman is sucking a penis.

There are other details, but it's sex, I don't fancy voyeurism in dream at all. Bleh

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09.12.2012

Me and Alyzarin (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is talking to Alyzarin in some way, the rest of her face, except for her mouth and chin are cut off for me.

I already know how she looks, why does it cut it off for me. Blehhhhh.

Whatever it is we're talking about, she's happy, which makes me happy.

Wow, a simple dream like that makes me want to dream about her even more.

09.07.2012

Catherine with Purple Wings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is someone levitating above me, she had huge purple wings. Whenever I'm trying to recall how she looks like, she looks a lot like Catherine from the game "Catherine."

The background behind her was shining with bright colors, like a mix of white, a little bit of orange, pink, and other things. She was wearing the default costume in the game, but what was different this time is that it seems she's wearing white lingerie stockings as well.

How I see her is starting the bottom of her feet in stockings, all the way up to her arms spreading out to me, as if she wanted to wrap her arms around and hug me. Then the angle shifts up more, and she's smiling at me.

Well......I guess there's no doubt about it, I was just heartbeats from getting a direct answer from her, but I don't even remember what I did after I saw her.

She's my dream guide, or if I want to start getting more into it:

-My Guardian Angel
-A Succubus
-Or a Shape shifter Dream guide...which probably means the blondes in my dreams are all some element, and Catherine is just another form she can take....probably because I had an attraction to her in the game (gaaaaaaah video game crushes............)

Hmmm....finding which dream to try and draw gets harder, especially when an idea pops in my head to help me remember the dream and get it engrained in my mind.

I still remember the dream with the lady in the blue dress.

Then there's Ada Wong with the Black Wings, and now Catherine with the Purple Wings.

As much as I want to interpret this dream as just a figment of my imagination, as an aspect of apophenia, ugh....

that's no fun thinking like that! Oh well, maybe I'll have some luck tonight, that's what I always say to myself. -__-

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09.07.2012

Sakura and Sasuke (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The environment is dark, it had colors ranging from dark maroon, red, and black. Sakura from Naruto Shippuden is wearing the same white cloak she had over one of her default costumes in the series. Sakura is right behind Sasuke, and Sasuke is just standing there, waiting for a response I'm assuming.

Sakura bends her neck a bit forward and I think she starts crying, almost similar to the scene where she tried to kill Sasuke (sorry if I spoiled it for anyone, but I doubt anyone is going to die if they were trying to catch up on the anime and manga).

She decides to get the kunai in her hand closer and closer to Sasuke's back, and the moment he turns around, both of them have their weapons next to each others neck. Sasuke has his sword, and she has her kunai, things look like a stalemate.

Hmm....that's weird, Sasuke allowing himself to get into that position, I honestly thought he would

EMS+ Spam Amaterasu+ Spam Susanoo to overkill her or something.

08.27.2012

No Wedding Ring (SDE Day 13 Part 2) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had to go to Organic Chemistry Lab, and didn't have time to write this dream out with the previous entry.

I'm in a store, and I'm trying to find a wedding ring for someone, the employee gives me few options, but they don't even look like Wedding Rings in the first place. One apparent jewelery was a transparent sky blue glassware. It was oval shaped, with a curved tip on each end. I believe there were a few waves perpendicular from the curve tips on the vertical side of the object.

I try to look around the the displays contained in the glass containers in typical jewelery stores, but they are pretty much empty. The lady in front of me who was the employee wore a light blue dress shirt, and had black/dark brown hair, and looked like she was in her 40s. She had some mascara around her eyes.

I leave the store, it's useless wasting my time here. The dream shifts, it's a very bright environment, full of grassy hills here and there. I walk down, and see a lady in a light blue dress opening her arms to the skies. I can only see the backside of her, and the dress looks very nice on her. She has light brown hair, is fairly tall, probably my height, or a few inches taller.

I gaze at her for a while, until she notices I'm close to her. She turns her face to the left side, and she's smiling, but I don't know if she's smiling at me. She has her hair tied up, bundled into a short ball in the back. She was in a very positive mood, as if she's in her own little world, nothing to hold her back.

Out of reaction, I tried to smile, but after she turns back to continue spread her arms out, something felt wrong. I guess I didn't feel I belong here, so I left...

08.26.2012

Sakura Haruno Driving (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember getting on a train, and as soon as I take a step to go up to the train, I take a sheet of paper and placed it parallel to the step, and then decided to put it perpendicular to the step instead. The paper had red eyes on it, and it could've been random images of Sharingans. I see someone coming on the train, and tell them to step on the piece of transparency sheet before they get on the train....I think?

I look behind me and I see Itachi from Shippuden looking at me with his Sharingan. He didn't scare me though, and I think Sasuke who wore the white samurai type of outfit in the show as well came along for the train ride.

The dream shifts, and I'm in the back seat of a windowless jeep with no roof and sides. I look to my left and the person driving the car has light pink hair, and it's Sakura Haruno.

I can't remember anything after that.

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08.26.2012

Ada Wong's Black Wings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Lol, I can't wait to draw this dream, it's so scary, but oh so FUN! And besides, it's not everyday I have a female that makes me warm and fuzzy inside while still scaring me.

I believe I was helping someone, a male, but I can't remember the exact details on how they look. I'm helping them kill someone, and all three of us are located at a circular base.

The base has a smaller circle in between the base we're standing on, so think of it as being shaped like a donut. In the middle of that hole is water, and the outside of the outer ring also has water. The walls look like they're made of rock, and it feels like we're inside of a small section you can reach by going underwater.

As I'm moving around the base, I'm trying to shoot at someone, and when one weapon didn't work, I mentally brought up the Inventory Screen, and decided to go for the Chicago Typewriter because I believed it was the best thing I could use. Infinite ammo and rapid firing rate, surely I can kill whoever it is I'm shooting at.

After equipping it, I quickly aimed at my target, which ended up looking like Ada Wong from Resident Evil 4. I didn't have time to flinch and think about what I'm doing, because I felt I needed to shoot her for some reason. I aim the laser sights near her, and start blasting away. I kept holding the trigger, but none of the bullets are affecting her.

She's just standing there with her arms folded, looking at the ground to her left side. She's not feeling any of this, and she's wearing a red dress as well. As I'm trying to continue shooting her, she comes behind me so fast, wearing a different outfit this time, the one in the mini-game Assignment Ada from Resident Evil 4.

I turn around, and I see things in slow motion for a few seconds. She was kneeling down on the ground, and quickly rose her body up, and I saw her face close-up too. I believe she had brown eyes, and she had a neutral expression on her face.

She does some weird stuff that I can't remember, but I do know that she took off the belt I had on, along with a few mini black storage cases that were attached to the belt, and they're just placed right on the floor.

She also has black Angel wings........





and she does a leg back kick right on my stomach, I take a hard hit to the ground and look up at her. She's completely lost it, she's holding a black object with her left hand, and as I look up more to see her face, she has a sinister look on her face. She slams the object she's holding on to the wall, and tells me,

"You have 31 seconds before this place blows up."

I look at the object, and she's not joking. She quickly takes a dive into the inner ring I mentioned and disappears. Seeing that there are no viable options of escape other than to do the same thing she did, I also take a quick dive into the water without hesitation.

Holy.....

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08.26.2012

Ada Wong and My Scooter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a very large city, though there's not a lot of people in it at all. I'm riding a scooter casually, just thinking about going forward and not looking back. In front of me was a beach with a few houses spread out.

For some reason, I wanted to go to one of those houses, and as I'm pushing my feet off the ground to accelerate the scooter, I feel as if someone's following me. I turn around, and I see someone in a red dress, and it takes me a few seconds to get an idea of who it is.

It's the same dream figure that looked like Ada Wong from RE4 again. I quickly turned back, hoping she didn't see me stop and turn to see her there. She was really far away from me, she was literally on the horizon behind me if that makes any sense. I could feel that she was a bit calmer than her direct and dominant behavior from before, but I couldn't help but feel worried.

I try my best to calm down and continue riding my scooter, still feeling pressured to take a few more glances back to see if she's gone by now. I could've just dropped the scooter and run as fast as I could, but I was worried that it would make things worse for me. I'm still maybe quarter of a mile from reaching the random house I want to go into, and I have a sidewalk path that looks weird.

All I can say is that it looks curvy, and that there were several paths for me to ride on. I turn back quickly and find Ada's a little closer than before, probably a quarter mile closer than before. Okay...no problem, just turn my head, and keep riding the scooter.

The feelings of fear kept growing and growing, and all I wanted to do was get away from her because of what she did to me in the last dream. I ride a little faster, and then decided I should go to a random path instead of going to the house near the beach-like area.

I take a random path to the right, and then turned back to find Ada is even closer than before, maybe 50 feet or so close to me. This prompts me to just forget the scooter and run like hell. I realized by now that whenever I stop to look back to her, she stops as well.

I go to an area where there are barely any sidewalks, and I tried thinking of some place to teleport, because I felt that if I stayed for a few seconds more in this area, Ada would be right behind me. I'm seeing things in third person by this point, and I see a light green poof of smoke appear when I disappeared.

When that happens, I see random image of Penny Proud from the show "The Proud Family." The image starts to distort and then it blanks out and starts repeating itself randomly and makes the sound of, "D-d-d-d-ddd-dd-dd-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dd-d" like a broken record or something.

I think the last dream was to get me to pay attention to her, and when I dived into the water to go into this dream, she was a lot calmer and didn't have any intention of trying to attack me. It's just me being afraid of her. Wish I was braver and stopped to see if she wanted to say something to me.

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08.26.2012

6 Paper Towels (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking around in a random area, and I believe I'm asking random dream characters for help on where to go find some people I wanted to meet. Most of them showed me a path to follow, like following a lighted path, or that I would have to look for a door with a blue stream of ink running along from top to bottom.

I do all of that and eventually go into two people's houses where they wanted my 6 Paper Towel rolls. I didn't know why they needed them, other than for obvious reasons, but after they were typing on the computer for a little bit, it turns out that these 6 Paper Towels are valuable.

Like $6 a stack, and without thinking at all, I'm shocked and was angry that I basically gave them something that would've gotten me a lot of money. They smirk for a little while, and I count the stacks they made. I had trouble counting...so much for reality check there, but then again, the stacks were kind of misaligned that it was easy to confuse two stacks to be one.

I counted 10 in total, that's $60 for paper towel stacks.....LOL. I re-counted, but didn't bother to remember if I counted right or wrong. I finally asked one of them how many pieces of paper is considered a stack. I can't remember what they declared exactly, maybe 20-30 are considered stacks, but whatever amount it was, it made the value less than $60.

I think they were selling this stuff on eBay, even though I didn't check, it just felt like it.

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08.26.2012

Izanami and Tobi's Love? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I recall reading some kind of site that looks like the Naruto Wikia, and there's things about Izanami. One thing that really gets my attention is how Tobi claims he has an ability that is so powerful and deadly, that he doesn't want to use it, because he fears that it would affect others and that he wants a world of love and not war.

LOL.

I see a picture of Tobi wearing the mask when he has both the Rinnegan and Sharingan, there's other link that I could've clicked, but decided not to. It had some stuff that looked out of the norm, but that should've tempted me to click on them though.

Eh.

Oh and 42 days of a dream recall streak starting from 7/15/12

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsss let's keep this up!!!!!

08.17.2012

Lugia (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's night time, and I'm on the upper floor of this random house. It has the default wood flooring that goes longways for each individual piece. I currently have a flashlight with me, since it really is dark, but the light itself is way too dim for me to venture safely in this house.

I have to walk slowly for most of the dream. I finally find the bathroom in this house, and the whole area consists of white....white walls, white tile flooring...everything. It feels so empty, I can't even sense a living soul in this house. I look around the bathroom sink, and find that there are two flashlights for me to use.

There's one that's already on.....just laying at the edge of the bathroom shining at the mirror....laid there convieniently just for me....

Woah....

I get a little suspicious and wanted to take the other one that wasn't on, but I decided I might as well take the light blue flashlight that's already on. Plus, it looked more appealing, even though that itself shouldn't have allowed me to be passive on the fact that it was on already by something or someone.

I look at the flashlight a little bit, and it's so bright that I can even see through the blue layering that covers most of the base and top of the flashlight. It also has a fairly thick black rim around the glass where the light shines. I get out of the room, and I quickly see one child in front of me.

He looks very familiar, let's call him "H." I can tell he wants me to follow him somewhere, and I do. He opens one door, and points somewhere. I go in the room to see where he's pointing, and I hear him mention something about Lugia...

I think he was trying to say something else, but that's the first word that pops in my mind when trying to recall this dream.

I tried to find ways to comprehend what he's doing by pointing at the room. Maybe he wasn't focusing on the toys on the bed, and since it was dark, maybe where I was trying to look at where he's pointing was wrong.

Darn it.

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08.17.2012

VHS tapes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember going inside the living of a house. It has red carpet flooring, and I decided to check the DVD shelf near the PC on the floor. I didn't realize this could be my mother's sister's house until I recalled this.

I look through random VHS tapes, and I see names of people on them, I think? It was so random, these felt like the type of names you would see on a forum or something. I hear voices, but I can't make a clear distinction of the source....

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08.17.2012

You are One of Us.... (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Before I had this dream, I decided...."Let me turn off my laptop, and everything else in this room." My Blackberry, the chargers for the laptop and phone, and just keep the fan running.


I always keep my laptop on as a way to ensure that when I wake up, I'll immediately open the DreamJournal system by Banhurt, and start typing away as many thoughts that appear in my mind. That's all I've been doing up to this point, well before this point.

And I know this may be just random luck that I managed to become lucid from this dream, but maybe I should try having the laptop off when I try the WBTB. In fact, maybe just not have it on altogether, and resort to traditional means of waking up, the less distracting external alarm that I use to wake myself up for in college rather than the countdown timer on my laptop

Since I don't have to worry about waking up multiple times and forgetting to set the alarm again, I can try it out. I wonder......I've seen threads about electronics interrupting parts of your brain from functioning at a certain time when you need them to, but I never really indulged myself into that belief.

I'll just believe in it now, since I rarely become lucid in the first place, and the moment I turn off the computer and the phone, I wake up 2 hours later and can recall this lucid dream.

I'm outside somewhere, it feels like New York, with the gray atmosphere, good weather in fact judging by how clear the skies are. I feel like I'm jogging or running around this random section. I keep moving forward, ignoring the roads to the left of me because I don't recall seeing any cars passing by. I keep running and using my peripheral vision, I see something blue above me, like a store or service sign.

The whole area consisted of very dull colors, mostly the gray, and I couldn't help but stop to see what's inside this section that looks like those mini-stores in New York. It seems to be shut down, but it's opened. Most of the place is empty, just random objects on the floor. I go inside this area, and eventually find a man sitting down somewhere.

He looks a lot like the brother of a man that I knew in my childhood, let's call him "G."

"G's" brother is wearing a white shirt, with short black pants, and dark colored shoes. I think he's even wearing long black socks. He's probably around the age of 50-60, and still using that "Just For Men's" haircolor like always....*giggle*

Sorry...it's just....ugh, people and their ambition to maintain youth....as your body continues to decay, what's the point? It's like trying to add a bowtie on manure.... Anyway...

I see another man next to G's brother, but I don't pay much attention to him. I realized that being here isn't going to give me something useful to do or experience. So I turn around and try to get out, and suddenly things turn into a mini-maze for me.

I had a feeling G's brother was looking at me, and this feeling of thinking he was doing that started to get stronger and stronger, but I'm sure it's just me being paranoid that he might do something to me...can't really have your back faced on them with the sporadic nature of non-lucid dreams...

I finally get out of this mini-maze, which was just running left and right around wall ledges. As I continue picking up the pace with getting faster, some random guy riding a bike does an insane wheelie stunt, almost coming in contact with me.

Things are going in slow motion for a little while, and I quickly glanced at him. He was wearing a white vest, and dark colored shorts. He was a dark skinned man, and I can't remember his hairstyle. After he disappears, no one is in my way now, and I keep running.

The dream shifts, and I'm suddenly on the top floor of a house. I immediately realize this is my uncle's house when I made a trip to Canada for a week a month ago. There are three doors on the left of me, and I'm currently near the first one (excluding the master bedroom) if you were to go up the stairs to get there.

I decided to check the bathroom, but I can't remember which door I picked, probably the middle or the last one in front of me. I go inside, and I find the bathroom is completely different than the one in waking life. The sink is on the right side, right as soon as you enter the bathroom it's right there compared to having to walk a little bit and seeing it on the left side.

I see there's a green mini-towel, and out of curiousity, since the whole bathroom was white and shiny, the green made a huge contrast. I zoomed in a little it to see if there's any leterring or symbols, and I find that when I turn it around, there's 5 stars.

They are all lined up horizontally, and they have a darker shade of green compared to the thin fabric that was wrapped around the mini-towel. I put it down, and I get out of the bathroom. I see that someone is coming in. I see a small child coming in with someone, and I quickly turn around and find something was weird.

I do a nose plug reality check, and I can breathe through my nose. I couldn't believe it, so I held my nose even tighter than before, and can still breathe through. I continued to feel the sensation of my dream diaphragm contracting to inflate the lungs. I surprisingly kept a calm demeanor throughout the rest of this dream.

Didn't really need to bother with stabilization since the dream itself was vivid and crisp. I can sense that these people are coming up the stairs, hearing the pounding their feet are creating on each step. I can sense that these had to be children, I could sense the enthusiasm.

They finally come up, and the first one that I notice is my grand-daughter, let's call her "K." I didn't pay much attention to the rest of the children, just her. She was very cheerful and happy to see me, completely different than she was in waking life where she was always too shy to talk to me.

Even though I didn't pay attention to the rest of the children, sometimes I wonder that if I did, I could've seen a glimpse of the other children my sister would turn out to be when they get a little older.

I wanted to go inside the other room in front of me, so I forgot about "K" and the other children altogether. I don't know what motivates me to go inside this room, but I opened it and immediately closed it to prevent "K" and the rest from coming in.

I see a bed in front of me, and I think there's a blonde anime girl 1-3 feet in front of me. She has those big and adorable eyes. I forget what she's wearing because her big and cute eyes are luring me to come closer to her.......

She advances to me.....

She tells me,

"You will now become one of us...."

Ho ho ho hoooooo, I like where this is going.

She gets a syringe out, and she immediately stabs the right side of my neck, pushes whatever liquid contained in the syringe, and pulls it out. It actually was painless, and the fact that being lucid and not being bothered by this really concerns me lol.

I think she tries to explain a few more things, but by this time, things start getting a little blurry for me. There's a dream shift, and I'm back in the bedroom again. I see there's someone sleeping in the bedroom.

Things get weird from this point, I can't even comprehend how I come into play this time compared to before. The girl realizes that I'm in the bedroom, I think, and she unfolds the sheets to show herself and turns around and blushes.

She asks, "What are you doing here?" and opens her mouth in shock, and her blushing increases in redness. Then I see there's a person on the left side sleeping on the floor wake up, and he ends up blushing at her in shock. This is the part that I'm confused on lol, was it me, or was it the other random anime guy?

By this time, I decided I might as well wake up, because I started to get worried about what was going to happen. All three of us were surprised to see each other....then again, that shouldn't have been my reason to just wake up lol.

08.16.2012

Blackmail & Lady's HOT voice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

(Just keeping this for reference: Lady in bed is similar to a lady I talked to about where I wanted to go in life while on my trip to New York, and I had feelings she was into me, even though she is currently married...name starts with "S")....some note that was....ha!!!!

I believe I'm with my father and mother again, and we're getting ready to pack our things and move somewhere. I don't know where, but somewhere, the environment is dark gray, with white lights emitting from above. I remember seeing a vehicle parked next to them, and it honestly feels like I'm in a parking garage.

I wanted to go back to the elevator to the room we were in before, I take the elevator, but I'm not aware of picking any kind of floor, I just go in, and I guess things happened just like that. The elevator opens, and I enter into a room. It's dark, with little lighting, and I looked at the bed right in front of me.

Someone is obviously sleeping here, but I can't tell who, they have themselves covered with white sheets. I have a feeling it's someone I know in waking life, so I make sure I walk silently to get whatever it is that I wanted. I don't know where I went, but I came back to the bedroom that was near the elevator door.

I look at the bed one more time, and I see the person is finally awake. I'm shocked at first, but I decided I might as well stay for a while and see who it is. She has black hair, she looks up to me and asks me something related to why I'm leaving so soon or something like that.

She really didn't want to see me go, and I assumed so based on her voice, it was so kind to me, it's as if she wanted me to hold my position near the bed and not move one inch. She had way of words, because I honestly could not see any reason to leave so soon. Whatever it is she said to me, god.....

Her voice was so bloody enticing, it it possible to be fully turned on by someone's voice?

After a while, I had to say goodbye to this lady, and I guess she did so as well. I go into the elevator, not even paying attention to which floor I picked in advanced. Then I get a flash in my mind of being in that same bedroom again with the lady with the enticing, lewd, and sexy voice.

It seems I had a recording of her before I talked to her of when she had sex with someone. The voice recorder resembles the model I have in waking life that I wanted to use for recording lectures, but there just a few extra buttons, and I think it was a different color in this dream.

Anyway, I play the recording, and I hear her moans as whoever it is continues to penetrate her. She starts using dirty words in synch with her screams and moans of pleasure. After the recording ends, I'd say it was 10 seconds overall, there was a button that gave me the option of sending this information to VH1.

LOL what?

I was tempted to press this button, and I think I even clicked it, but I clicked it one more time to cancel the transfer. Apparently, the transfer would be wireless, and I heard all sorts of beeping sounds that I didn't know verified what. I was worried that I was probably to late when I wanted to cancel it, because there were a few beeps occurring that would sound like I sent something in correctly.

I find another button on the recorder where I could see the video of her having sex with someone. She has herself in the spread eagle position, bracing against the bedhead, and sheets covering most of her waist and part of her legs. I can't see who's having sex with her, but it's a person with light skin tone for sure.

Definitely not her husband as far as I know.

Don't tell me I'm a manwhore in my dreams now......

OKAY, back to the dream, she's really enjoying what this man is giving her, and I hear the voice recording go in synch with the video, so it really is the video version of it. I even get tempted to send that to VH1 as well, but I don't think I do.

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08.16.2012

Feigning Crying and Social Anxiety (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a lot going on in this dream, so it's really hard managing how things started out.

Holy crap, I need to get better with this recall thing and making sure the only thing I do is type my dreams out the first time I wake up.....this dream could be longer, but because I had trouble synching those events together......eh......just another thing to conquer.

I remember being inside of a house, it's fairly dark inside, the windows emitting light from the moonlight is pretty much the only thing keeping this house from looking like it went into a blackout or something. I remember parts where I would come in and out for something, and every time, I would see a couple in a bedroom doing random things.

One was a man in a black tuxedo, and the other would be a woman in a red dress that had portions of the dress that completely wrapped her to where her hourglass body structure was apparent. I took these people for random dream characters, even though I know them being manifested are part of my dream signs of seeing a females in red dresses.

So much passive demeanor, it's as if I have a naivete of a child that still believes babies are delivered through storks. It's so sickening, but I let myself play things out to see how they go, I just have to....I don't know why....

I open the door to get outside, and now it's night time, with the tall street lights emitting light orange light, saturating the clean concrete that is now a cul-de-sac. I look around, and see that people are sitting around the edges of the cul-de-sac in fold-able chairs (mostly).

I see that most are young females, though I didn't really take the time to start doing a mental rating of who's hot and who's not because I was insecure on how I looked to them. They were passing glances at me, causing more mental stinging on my part, which forces me to resort to something to distract myself from their gazes.

I take my left arm out while continuing to walk, and pretended that I had to do some random inspection of it, even scratching it because I felt a slight itch on it.

I did this for a while, and then resorted to rubbing my the top of my head all the way down to my chin, pretending that I was tired. I finally reached the end of the cul-de-sac where a straight line would be formed, and sat next to a random person in the small get together everyone is having around here.

Someone informs me that someone had died, but I can't remember who specifically. In my mind, I honestly did not care about their death, because it didn't trigger any emotions of sadness for anyone that I knew that I thought was close to me. But since this person is trying to be gregarious with me, I started to feign feelings of sorrow.

I even stood up for a while to ask in a pretentious shock, "Really??? Him???" I slowly descend down to the ground again, covering up my eyes with my hands, making wringing motions as if I'm going to cry.

No.....merely feigning tears at this point, but I did make sounds to show that I was crying, and I honestly tried to cry to make it seem like I cared, but it only ended up with little more water saturating my eyes, but only at that, no dripping at all.

I did feel some kind of liquid stained below my eyes, but it was most likely the sweat accumulating from wringing my hands to feign the tears. I get up, and decided to go back inside of the random house I was in before.

I think the dream shifts at this point, and there's one part that I feel doesn't belong, but here goes.

I'm inside a house, it feels like the same random house, except it's now daytime, judging by how bright the windows are emitting light, even going through transparent light gray curtains reflecting some of it back. There are a lot of people in here, I'd say 5+, including my father. I pay no attention to the other people except my father.

The walls in the house are light green, similar to a house I've been too before for vacation. There's an entertainment center just like the one in waking life. It has a glossy and shiny dark brown painted wood finish to it. There's also a bunch of items and accessories around the place, but I only focus on my father.

He's wearing his glasses, and seems to be talking to someone at the moment. I get closer to my father, just waiting for him to include me in the conversation. I don't know why I wanted to, but I just kept quiet until he makes a response about me. He talked about how I would call him constantly to update on small things.

I get annoyed by this, and told him that I don't do that kind of stuff. He looks at me seriously, but then puts on a smile and taps my head with his finger.

WTF, did you just do the "Itachi" tap on the forehead just now? LOL, I'm not Sasuke bro (Sorry, maybe Naruto Shippuden fans might get what I said).

Spoiler for What kinda sorta happened...:P:

It made me calm down though, the tap on the forehead that is....what the hell.....WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED. LOL, was I being petted just now?

I couldn't really do anything, couldn't really feel any kind of anger trying to get it's way back into my reality again...damn it...

I turn to the man that my father is talking to, and he puts his hands out, and I shook his hand. I didn't know his name at all, all I remember is him wearing a Hawaiian type of dress shirt with dark gray dress pants. I knew he had a dark skin tone, and then I decided to leave the house.

The dream shifts again, and now I'm back in the same night time at the cul-de-sac. I still reform to pretending that I'm trying to make sure I'm fine, because the female glares still kept mentally stinging my mind, and this time, when I reached the end of cul-de-sac......

I see a mirror in front of me, and I see myself....I'm wearing the yellow and black horizontally striped sweater I have in waking life, along with denim looking jeans. These jeans were a bit too small for me, in length, but they were perfectly fine in width. I looked so innocent, and I still had some focus on how short the jeans were.

That's all I remember for that one.

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08.16.2012

Passenger Seat (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a vehicle, most likely the Chevy Blazer my father owns in waking life, and I'm on the passenger seat. I pay no attention to my father at all, or whoever it is that's driving.

I have my body faced perpendicular to how they're sitting, and the door on my side was completely opened while they were driving. So I'm facing the door that would've been closed instead of facing the front windows.

Ignoring the obvious that this is a dangerous thing to do, the passive demeanor on my part is absolutely remarkable. I actually enjoyed having the vehicle door opened, and I realized that there were a few things contained in the little slots on the top and bottom door.

It's bright as day outside, but since we're going pretty fast, the wind makes me ignore looking up in the sky. The breeze felt so nice......probably my fan in waking life at my apartment blowing in high speeds is what is causing this homologous variation in my dream.

Anyway, there seems to be a black leather folder contained in the bottom slot of the car door that's opened, and also a stack of papers packed closely together with a black binder clip on the right side.

The top ends of the papers are blowing very rapidly, but everything is safely contained in the bottom slot. Nothing is going to come out at all, despite the rapid winds from the vehicle going at high speeds (I'd say 70+ mph) because that's the point where if you were to slide down the window, it would just be constant wind blasting in your ear.

I have my seat belt on, so I guess I'm not that passive. =P

I have my shins forming a V shape, which makes my feet align closely together, and I have one of my elbows resting on top of the other hand that's perpendicular to the same elbow having the forearm up so I can rest the side of my face on my hand.

I'm just looking at traffic, random traffic, seeing the cars go by a little slower than what we're going out. In fact, there seems to be a traffic delay, and then I noticed the vehicle I'm in slows down to their speed now. I guess this just gives me more time to look at my environment, whoop dee doo!

But I really took the time to pay attention to the traffic, and I honestly cannot comprehend why I want to locked in this position facing away from whoever it is that's driving for me. I see a couple of people's faces waiting for the traffic to start disperse. On my side, the vehicle is probably going at 1-5 mph, but at least it's moving compared to the others at a complete stop.

One noticeable dream character though, as the vehicle on my side continues to advance, I see one lady with only her left side having a complete eye, nose, and mouth. The right side was completely gone, or at least overshadowed by extreme darkness.

In order to not show that I was really freaked out by this, since she was looking at me, I take the hand on my right side that was resting on the right side of my jawline, and shifted it diagonally to cover my mouth while closing my eyes at the same time.

I felt so ashamed that I couldn't contain myself with being shocked that this woman's face did not show completion on both sides. I kept closing my eyes, wishing things could speed up a bit more so that this same lady would just be like those other random dream characters that would be faded away from my mind.

I'm sure I opened my eyes again at some point, but just wanting to forget that lady's visage was my main priority. It just kept stinging to me mentally, "be grateful on how you look."

DAMN IT.....thanks for the belittlement repressed feelings!

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08.16.2012

Taylor Swift Acrobatics (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a room mostly with shades of brown, and I'm near a table with a paper bag in the middle. The table is light gray, extremely thin, and supported by black metal legs. I see a blonde sitting on the floor a few feet away from the table.

She looks exactly like Taylor Swift, and she's wearing a fancy light violet dress that is slightly transparent. She looks cute, and she's doing some really random things on the floor. The floor was a faded brown, and the lights from above made a reflection on it.

The Taylor Swift lookalike has her elbow resting on her other hand so she can rest her jawline. Then she starts getting a little too open with herself.

She literally does a leg split, showing her panties, which are also a color of violet!

Isn't this cute?!?!? She matches everything together! Go Taylor! /sarcasm.

(I don't hate her, just couldn't help but be amazed on how she matches everything....EVERYTHING....)

After watching her giving me a show of her panties, someone comes in, and I think after they talk for a while, I realize the paper lunch bag is actually for me. I started getting ecstatic for no apparent reason, and I had some weird hunch that women would be inside of the brown paper lunch bag.

Lmfao, what the heck was wrong with me in this dream??

I opened the lunch bag, and it had all sorts of treats, small blueberry muffins (oh man, they looked soooooo tasty), and all sorts of little desserts inside. I think the person wanted to take one inside the bag, but I just moved the bag away from them.

MINE MINE MINE is pretty much my behavior in the dream.

08.12.2012

Yellow Paper Quiz, Lunch, Athletics (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being inside of a classroom, and it's way to small for it to be considered something related to university, and it had too much of a childish environment to it. The walls are light sky blue or maybe white, and it's mostly because this serves as the heavy coating to make the wise and long bricks feel smooth, VERY smooth.

I'm sitting in the left section of class, and 5-10 feet (give or take) away from me is the exit to the classroom. This room itself reminded me of a middle school I used go to (Thornton Middle School), but some of the people that I saw looked old enough to be in High School though.

The situation that I was in at the moment felt like we were going to be quizzed on something, because I heard some kind of authoritative voice somewhere in the background, and I didn't really pay attention to trying to find the source of that voice. The table that each student is sitting out consists of a glossy gray ceramic top, a very think top, with think metal rods (I'd assume it would be black) as the leg support for the top.

If you stretched your hand out all the way on the desk you're sitting on, you would be able to feel the slight dip near the edge (but not completely on) of the desk. It was thin. but long enough to spread horizontally on the desk. These yellow pieces of paper were handed out, and they looked like the type of paper that would be served as writing down a To-Do List.

The were thin black lines going across this paper, and it paper itself was maybe 2-4 wide and 5-6 inches long I guess. I remember seeing a few dream characters, but only through quickly glancing at them. One noticeable dream character that keeps popping in my head as I say this is a girl named Sarah. Sarah was just like the waking life counterpart that I remembered from High School as a Junior who was on the tennis team I was in as well (Note to self, it was the older Sarah).

In the dream, she was wearing a yellow top of some sort, maybe a sweater, or maybe a light and soft material (cotton, something like that) jacket over a simple shirt. She has her left hand over her mouth, and is using her left elbow to rest on the desk. Her hair is black, tied up from the back, and she looks at me quickly.

I could see her slightly bigger eye pupils form for a few seconds when looking at me. It's now time for the quiz, and there's two questions (it wasn't until later I realized it was 3).

They were simple questions, but the first one is something I can't remember unfortunately. The second question involved knowing an answer by paying attention to the words put on the paper. So in a way, the question wanted another way to say those words as an answer. I can't really recall how I felt during this quiz, but if it's done through a small slip of yellow paper, with no proper heading format or anything like that, I'd assume this was a quiz that wouldn't be graded.

After I answered both of the questions, and I can't remember what I put down exactly, but I had a hunch that I should check the back of the paper to make sure there wasn't a question of any kind. Turns out I was right, but I can't remember what the question was exactly. I do know that it had the fewest words compared to the other two questions in front.

I can't remember what happens next in the class, and something tells me that I did actually see who the teacher was in the classroom. This person looked a lot like the waking life counterpart who used to be a P.E. coach at Thornton middle school. He was a tall young male, had a facial stubble (5 o' clock shadow beard), and wore a simple blue polo shirt that had a slight glow to it, along with basic Khaki long dress pants.

Judging by the face that is stained in my mind while typing this, it looks like he's listening to a student's question, and seems to already know what to answer to them. He has his teeth showing a little bit as well.

Anyway, after the quiz was done, I have a dream shift where I feel it's lunch time. I had to get out of the school building I was at, and wanted to go somewhere else to get something to eat. While I'm walking, I believe I hear that song from Code Lyoko that would always start when there's something passive to watch, and this was most apparent when looking at scenes from the Kadic Academy the main characters would go to.

Anyway, I'm walking along a random path, and the atmosphere feels sort of misty, just a bit. It felt like it had rained previously, judging by how the the skies were slightly darker. The sky was still mostly blue, but a hint of gray was starting to come in. I believe I'm walking on a fairly new tarred layered ground, and I think I see a fancy black metal fence going quite a ways from where I was heading too, but didn't really pay much attention to see if it would change.

I felt hungry, and imagined how it would feel holding a Styrofoam lunch tray with food in it, and I as I'm walking, I mentally imagined myself eating whatever it is by popping it into my mouth as if I was eating a small bite-sized snack bag. I also was able to see myself in third person as well!

I had my hair cut, but not completely to where I was bald or anything. It was close to the amount of hair I have on me now, but not by a lot. I believe I'm wearing a gray shirt, a shirt that slightly conforms to my torso structure. I'm also wearing faded out black skinny jeans, and I looked really weird in them.

My thighs were a little fat, and the rest down was skinny, and my whole lower region wasn't completely disproportionate or anything like that, it just felt weird seeing myself wear tight pants. I think I'm wearing black sneakers, with a big white Nike check symbol showing up on the tongue of the shoe.

Not really the type of shoe I normally wear because I don't really care much on what I wear as long as I can wear it with almost anything.

It feels I'm skipping a little bit along the way as I'm looking at myself in third person view.

Dream shifts again, and now I'm in a locker room. It has lighting the emits a dark yellow color, but it doesn't stop the impression that the locker room looks very dark in a few parts. There was some kid that looked like the Freshmen who was on the tennis team I was part of as a Senior in High School.

I didn't pay much attention to him because I hated him.

Spoiler for Here's the reason why:

I didn't really mind this guy being on the tennis team at all, they were all freshmen, and I was a senior, and I didn't really have that temptation that most seniors would do by making fun of the freshmen.

There was one day where we were practicing after school. I was practicing some Kick serves, and this was probably weeks after I finally elevated how served completely (I was really really really good at serving because I finally had the complete kinetic chain to pull off the kick serves, and other serves down).

Anyway, I go to the other side of the court, and I believe the assistant coach asked me to tell one of the freshmen to move to the other courts on the right side, for the sake of priority for those on higher levels of junior varsity and varsity. I decided I should let Samuel move, because he wasn't really anyone I could play against, because he wouldn't be able to return the ball to me at all in rallies.

It wasn't being bias, I just didn't want to waste time with someone I'd constantly have to find a new ball to start a new rally. I was a VERY nice guy on this tennis team, VERY quiet, but still nice and respectful to ALL people. I asked him NICELY if he could move to the other court per assistant coach's request.

Then he decides to be a little cunt and says no. Okay, don't mind your resistance, so I asked nicely again in a soft tone if he could please move to the other court. He says No again, and even adds his own mini Gettysburg address to me too.

Sweating in the heat, repressed rage starts boiling up and I screamed at that little cunt to just "GO NOW!" while pointing my hand to the right. Everyone that was in range of me stopped and looked at me in shock.

But I didn't care, I looked at him in rage, and he tried to defend himself, but everyone is looking him, so he would only make himself look like a incompetent asshole. He ends up grumbling and complying to my loud but comprehensible scream at him.

Now that you know why I didn't give a damn about that demon spawn, let's move on.

I realize that I'm wearing a completely different outfit than what I wore while getting something to eat for lunch. It was a light blue jeans, the country-styled one that was a little bigger for me. I felt something wet underneath my crotch and rear regions.

I assumed it was sweat, since it was something I was conscious of a lot after a certain event where someone told me I was wet in a certain region (between the upper sections of my thighs and under the crotch region).

I also noticed I was wearing a black outfit, probably a sweater, that was also too big for me. I use this to my advantage, and quickly pull the bottom ends of the sweater to cover up that wet region on the pants. I look around to see if anyone was looking, but it seems the little cover up went through just fine.

I walk around a bit in the locker room, looking at the several white sinks spread out in a row for several sections, maybe 2-4 small rows with 3-4 sinks each. I turn a few on, and most of the switches looked weird.

I just let the water flow for a while before turning it off.

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08.12.2012

Flower for Me? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in a store, or maybe a school library, can't really tell. I opened a transparent door to get out, and saw that people were going to move stuff inside the area I'm trying to leave. For some odd reason, I turn around to look at the lady that I probably talked to before heading out, and she already knew what I wanted to saw, and nodded.

And the reason that wasn't verbally stated was to help these people move the objects in. They didn't feel heavy at all, and while I'm dropping one near the area, the same lady comes in to slide a flower on top of the side of my head. I didn't know why she gave me the flower, but I couldn't reject her small gift of appreciation for helping out.

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08.12.2012

Ada Wong: Assignment Ada Stage Replica (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see someone walking slowly on some flat rock surface. I could tell it's a female because of the dark gray/black boots they're wearing. I start to see more than just the legs, going up to the rear, and finally the back of the person, and then their head and torso regions.

I realized this is Ada Wong, and she's in her outfit from "Assignment Ada" in Resident Evil 4. She's still walking casually, and I also noticed that the dream environment she's in is almost exactly like the stage where you play in "Assignment Ada." I see her health bar, just like how it shows up in the video game, with the name "Ada" and everything like that.

Except, usually, there's a semi-circular bar that represents how much health you have, and when it's filled up with a green color, you're in full health. Problem is, there is no green bar filled up, and there isn't even any red color to show that she would be in danger of dying at all!

It's completely blank, and she's still walking for some reason. I also feel as if something is constantly draining her energy, and I see that she dies, or at least it seemed that way because she made that "Oooooooooh......." sound if she died in the actual game.

The dream resets where she's walking at the first area of the Island Military type stage again, still walking slowly, and this time, she starts making weird sounds, as if she's struggling.

Like "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oooooooooh" (Maybe I should show a Youtube Link because I'm horrible at making sounds here lol).

Spoiler for 18+ Blood:

(If you look at 1:09 at the video with the guy shooting her, that's the sound she made)

I felt as if I was telling her that each time in those few dream resets that there was something behind her. I'm still seeing things in spectator mode, and I find myself rotating the perspective angle to see what's behind Ada. There's nothing at all following her, no Plagas soldiers trying to shoot her with arrows, spiked clubs, electrical batons, nothing at all!

So what is it that's "killing" her?

It didn't take long for the dream to shift to where she's a little it ahead of where she died. After I watch her move for a while, I realized this is the very same part in Assignment Ada where she would have to fend off quite a few Plagas soldiers. I'm now seeing Ada completely in third person.

In fact, the angle I'm seeing her is a little bit more zoomed out than usual. I didn't notice it at first, but I'm mentally taking control of some of her actions. It wasn't much, just minor actions like coordinating her to the left or right. The environment itself is somewhat like the Island Stage.

There's the little cartel boxes that are next to the window that she could jump into the small fort/building with the ladder in it

Then the camera angle changes to where I see Ada's left side, just from the bottom of her torso region all the way up to her face. Then I felt something moving above her, so the camera angle pans over to the top, and there goes J.J with his Gatling Gun.

If you don't know who J.J is, that's the nickname of the Plagas victim who is a big and fat man. Imagine that, and him wearing a Red Beret, along with some orange-red glowing eyes, and a bunch of machine gun ammo formed as an X around his shoulders and chest.

J.J doesn't notice Ada there, because he himself is in progress of going down the path from all the way up. I take advantage of this and scrolled the camera angle so that Ada would take proper aim with the Sniper Rifle she's now holding in her hands. She quickly zooms in to where I see the interface to move around the aim sights, zoom in and out, etc.

J.J realizes he's going to be shot, so he tries to quickly lift up his Gatling Gun, but Ada already took a dead accurate head shot on him. I knew that J.J can take quite a few Sniper Bullets before he permanently stays on the floor dead, but when he already makes the dying sigh, I thought he was dead.

Maybe it could just be an auditory flaw with synching the enemy's dying voice or something like that, or maybe it could just be a trick he's playing with Ada. Usually, J.J shakes his head a bit to recover from the Sniper Bullet shot, which he does, and I wanted to get Ada to prepare to shoot his head again when he lifts his head up.

However, he quickly gets his gun up, and I quickly make Ada dash to the wall of the fort/building I mentioned above with the ladder inside. I see the machine gun bullet paths piercing the the top section of the mini-fort/building, all of the dust and residue coming up sporadically.

I think after J.J takes a break from shooting to see if she's still there, I quickly get Ada to shoot J.J in the head this time. I'm not sure if he's already dead at this point, but I assume he is since he's not shooting back at all. I'm not back to seeing Ada from a slightly zoomed out perspective again, and I watch her move forward on her own without trying to think anything.

Then I tried to mentally control her actions by thinking "Left" "Right" a few times, which didn't work, but when I start imagine how she would look like moving left and right, it starts working. She's now complying with most of my mental commands.

What's funny is that during this, I could swear I had my waking life eyes opened slightly to where I could see my right arm on top of something. I tried my best to not think about waking life, and went back to focusing on controlling Ada's movements mentally.

I do some weird commands for this woman. I told her that she would go under the Island that she's at, and she literally goes under and through it like it was invisible or something. Then the Island starts to disappear, and the environment starts manifesting generic objects until there's completely nothing but a slightly faded white void that Ada is running into.

I command her to do a roll on the floor where she would have to put her head on the ground first and then bring the rest of her body with it.

I make her continue to do this to where I want her constantly doing it without me telling her all the time. Then I say she will move into a different scene. The faded bright color void she's rolling quickly through starts to change gradually. However, as this is happening, I fee the dream is fading out a little bit, and I think I open my waking life eyes.

08.11.2012

Lab Meniscus, Movies, Calculus (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I slept around 3AM or so, because of some party (when I didn't really party lol), and talking on the DV tinychat with another forum that went on it by accident (and some were actually interested in lucid dreaming too! And their forum name would be abbreviated as DV as well!).

Funny how things turned out that way. I honestly thought I wouldn't remember any dreams, because I thought I would have to wake up in 3 hours time to pack some stuff to go back to my apartment, but I slept maybe for 7 hours, with a short WBTB in between that, so I guess that helped with the dream recall. Then again, I didn't remember any dreams before during the WBTB though.

I'm happy that I got some decent dream recall with the horrible sleeping pattern I had to deal with from the late night party.

I remember things starting out in a room that looks like the one I was in during my Junior year for Chemistry Pre-AP. The lights that would flicker abnormally was there, and I sat at the seat (or close to it) that I was in in waking life before a few years ago.

It had black top, and a think but durable wooden base to support it, the flooring had a vanilla type of color to it, where you can see the reflections of the lights above it if you really looked into them. More people started to come, and then I tried focusing on who the teacher actually is.

I can't remember her face exactly, in fact, I don't even thing it qualifies as a human being. All I remember was seeing an entity with body parts with different shades of purple. I knew she was a female, and I knew she had a wacky hairstyle, and I think she was even floating at some point.

All I do know was that when she talked to the class, her voice was awesome, and she was an awesome teacher as well! I believe all we had to do was watching a movie for the rest of the class time. As the lights were slowly turning off, I rest my arms on the table and watched the whole movie throughout the class time.

This part coming up is what confuses me.....

There's a dream shift where I have to go to another science related class (or maybe I'm at the same classroom??? It's so hard for me to tell...), and after some random searching in the hallway, I find one that looks like the classroom I needed to go to.

I look at the seating arrangement, and it seems we're doing some kind of lab activity where teach table is designed for a specific lab method for experiments.

I blindly go to a seat, but I think someone informs me that based on what I did before, "Dot Picking" or something like that was what I was assigned to do. It felt weird that dot picking would be an appropriate term for a method to use for an experiment, but I just went with it.

I sit at the table at the right section of the classroom, and I forget who my partner is, it was probably a randomly generated dream character, since I didn't get any kind of hunches that it could be some dreaming life counterpart to waking life.

We had a Graduated Cylinder, a little bigger than your usual one, and we had to fill 1 Liter of some blue liquid. I get up , go to the left side of the classroom where there's a set of lab tables with the same black top as the one I'm assigned to, and I get ready to pour out the blue liquid.

As I'm pouring it slowly, I tried to use common sense lab procedure and fill it all the way until the meniscus hit the 1 Liter (or was it 1 mL?) mark. I swore this would be the easiest thing to do in a lab, but as I ask my random dream character lab partner if I filled it to 1 L (I'm just going to go with Liters), they keep saying "No."

I tilted my head downwards, zoomed in very closely at the meniscus, and I could've sworn it hit the 1L mark! It's barely there, or maybe my perception in the dream was skewed. After a constant series of "No" "No" "No," I forget if I gave up on it and let the partner do it, or maybe I finally did.

Now I know how Patrick the Starfish feels in Spongebob when he opened that Pickle Jar.....because I would be screaming with joy if I could fill it to 1L in this dream.....

I think we had to mix this blue liquid with something else to give this weird muddy color, but that was based on my assumption of looking at someone from another table shaking their liquids together.

Not only that, I wasn't cognizant that they shouldn't have been shaking it in the first place....you can just shake chemicals like you're a madman! This whole classroom was contradiction to all basic lab procedures, and I went with this horrible logic to!

Shame on me....

There's another dream shift, because I honestly don't know how I go here, but now I'm at a university/college type of lecture room where we had a few minutes before class would be over. I think it was 2 minutes to be precise, but boy, those two minutes felt like freaking 5-10 minutes while I'm in here.

There's some random Asian kid who wants to show off this movie he made with the help of family members and friends for another class project. As he starts it on the computer, it shows up on the big screen emitting from the projector.

The background was black where he and his relatives and friends acted in, and how they go about "acting" was so weird. The guy would walk, and someone would walk in line from him, and then try to lightly hit him with a paddle that you would use from a canoe.

What??????????????

This movie is SO LAME, but I kept quiet of course, and then it had random scenes shifting from different angles.....it's was like trying to make turning on an mp3 player the most dramatic thing you could do in life.

Loooool.

Anyway, I eventually just ignored whatever showed up on the screen, and waited until class was over. I can't remember how I knew when it was over, but I eventually left the classroom, and had the thought that I had to go to one more classroom.

By this time, it felt like I was wearing white dress shirt tucked into some long black dress pants that I was wearing. I think I even wore a red tie, along with some fancy black lace-less shoes that were slightly bigger than my actual foot size.

I could feel that the front end that my foot could barely touch bend a little as I began to run lightly to my random destination. I could feel a slight breeze hitting the long sleeve dress shirt I was wearing, and something tells me as I'm dashing towards the long hallway, I had to change my direction and go upstairs.

I head upstairs, and kept going up maybe 1-2 more levels until I saw that two people were just standing there in the middle base before you could go to the next set of stairs. I wondered why they were waiting, and then turned my head to the right to see that there's some kind of maintenance work being done.

The stairs were completely gone to get the next level I needed to go to, and I saw that through the entrance to get to that level, there were normal people (as in teachers) inside their rooms, so it definitely wasn't shut down. The mediums that they used to extend to the next wall was some kind of long and yellow object.

It seemed they were going up into the insides of the ceiling to fix something. I see a man wearing a dark blue dress shirt and jeans, and also had construction helmet on as well (probably orange or yellow).

He's going down a ladder slanted and on the wall, and I get the urge to just walk on these series long yellow objects to get into the level I felt I needed to go to. Before I do, I remembered some features of the two people just standing there watching them do maintenance work.

One was female, she was wearing a pink dress shirt, with the bottom ends not buttoned up. She wore some kind of vanilla or khaki colored shirt underneath the dress shirt. She had long Khaki dress pants as well, with tan brown lace-less (I think they were lace-less) shoes.

She was a blonde, and based on her visage and body weight, she looked like she was in her late 20s or early 30s. The outfit alone looked like she could be a teacher in this school building, and she also had a brown purse hanging on her right shoulder I believe.

She was slightly chubby, she looked like that kind of mother that would try to work out, has a decent body ratio, but still ends up feeling chubby because of children and stress from work or something lol. These body features of hers, even though they were covered up, were actually appealing to me.

Now for the other person, the male, I forget how he looked like...I was more interested in the female's body and facial composition. Her face had an apricot/peach tone to it, wasn't pale at all, and I think she had some makeup, but not a lot, just for enhancing her cheeks a bit.

Anyway, somehow I work my way into balancing on the long and yellow objects (I think they were 12-20 inches wide, so that was a fairly thin path for me to walk on) and get to the floor level. I look left and right, and as I'm turning on the right side, through peripheral vision, I could tell that the setting for the dream was either close to afternoon time, or during early morning time.

The floor I'm on has a blue carpet layering to it, the walls are plastered with a very light sky blue paint on it, and I believe at some point here, I asked someone for directions to my math class. The man looked familiar, but I can't remember his name from the High School I attended years ago.

He was Caucasian, looked like he was in his early or mid 40s, wore a light gray shirt, had a little beard growing on the sides of his jawline, probably, and he probably wore dark blue sport shorts with a gray lining going vertically on the sides....or maybe he just wore long light blue jeans...not sure....but the sport shorts is what came into my mind at first.

I forget what he tells me, but I acknowledge him trying to help me, and he goes on his own way. I wait for a while at the room I think I'm supposed to go into. I even decided to go in a little to peek in, and noticed that 5-15 feet in front of me were 1-2 computers out on a light gray table top with thin metal black legs supporting it. The computers themselves are black, and they looked like one of those Dell PCs.

The whole room has dark and cool colors. The lighting isn't as bright as it should be, and the walls themselves had a lighter version of blue, just like the walls outside. I go back out, and forget what I did in the mean time, but eventually, I see an older man come into the same room I went into.

He's wearing a white dress shirt like I am, red tie, and black dress pants. He looks a lot like my Geometry teacher I had in High School. Let's call him McReynolds.

I quick ask the man,

"Mr. McReynolds?" and he turns his head to the right to see who it was behind him, but I don't remember him saying anything. He went inside the classroom, and I followed him, and I showed up a piece of paper I randomly had. I turned out being the schedule for all my classes, and when I gave it to him, I explained to him why I came in all of a sudden.

I told him that I moved to another school to take a few courses, and then came back here to finish the rest, so that's why I came in on short notice. He nods, and I asked him a question about how Calculus would be like for me.

I can understand why I asked him that, because I'm nowhere close to being a math prodigy, all I would do to pass the class is memorize a few derivatives that I know WILL solve and answer, and leave that work ethic just at that.

Surprisingly, he tells me in a confident tone that a smart guy like me won't have too much of a problem with the course, since Calculus 1 would just be generic formulas and such.

I think he's overestimating me here....

After listening to his words of encouragement, I forget what happens next.

08.07.2012

Blue Haired Lady and Four-Ink Pen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I don't know the order of these dreams to be honest with you, but I'll put this one first because it's not only a bloody tease, it's hilarious (at least when I looked back to it again)

Wow, I'm lucky to remember this much, probably because of that "one" moment that makes me want to remember as much as possible.

I'm inside a very dark area, and the whole dream itself is reminiscent to Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory.

My mission was hard to follow, and I believe there was an optional side mission I could do by getting $5,200 somewhere in the area I'm going to sneak in. I know this because some person in the darkness wearing some kind of jacket with large collar sides told me. It looked as if they had glasses on, but it was too tedious to confirm in the dark.

The only difference in this dream is that the Noise Meter that is usually apparent in the game's HUD is gone, which means the only thing I have to worry about now it keeping myself in the dark. Things start out where I'm inside of a room that's not really full of lights at all.

It seems to have a style of Japanese flooring you'd see from a mini-temple, and the atmosphere of a work office. Even though there isn't a Noise/sound meter to be conscious of, I think made sure I walked silently.

(The bar above "SC Pistol" with the square in the near middle is the noise meter in Chaos Theory)

It's obvious that the person in this dream I'm looking at most of the time is Sam Fisher, but I feel as if I'm taking control over his body.

I walk silently to peek at what's in the other room that's to the right of me, and the way in is opened completely. I see a man sitting down at his desk working on something, and he's wearing a white dress shirt, with the sleeves folded up all the way to his elbows.

He has black pants as well, and when I was trying to sneak past him, I accidentally stepped into the light, raising my light meter to the near maximum level.

I panicked a little and quickly tried to find some dark areas to hide in. Someone quickly asks, "Who's that?" and I start running even faster to the dark source. It was some random DC wearing a dark blue dress shirt and dark dress pants, and I think this automatically raises the alarm system in the building. The music where you're found out in Chaos Theory is playing as well.

I can even feel that soldiers are going to come in as well. Since the people in the room where I'm found out are unarmed and innocent citizens, I just take the initiative to dash out of the room to a darker and wider space.

The next room is a simple hallway, and I run to the right, and see there's two doors. One involves lock-picking it, and the other seems is most likely unlocked. I attempt in pick-locking the fancy looking one first, but I had a feeling something bad was going to happen.

I quickly braced on the wall to the right of me, and there's a line of armed soldiers who look like Tengu troops from Metal Gear Solid 2 running past me. My foot was at least 1 inch away from them stepping on my feet, and I froze in fear. All of them didn't even know I was there....

I watch them go to the door I came into, and then turned back to get ready to lock-pick the door again.

What a flawed security they have! Soldiers with machine guys and metal armor....what a bunch of cannon fodder...

I get the lock-picks, and when I start lock-picking an interface comes up. It shows a see-through version of the door knob, and I see this in the night vision goggles (I find it weird I only use the goggles for this and not while sneaking in the dark...).

I get the feel of the lock, listening for any rapid clicking, and managed to get one part finished. I feel around some more with the lock-picks, and finally get the final part. I twist them together and the door opens. I believe there's a door to the right of the new hallway I'm in, and I go inside, and find that I'm floating on water.....

I go underwater without trying to hold my breath before, and I to my left, I see a portrait of a King with a Crown. The portrait is probably as long as my dream body, and it seems to be covered with some random broken objects. I take them out one by one, and then noticed something sparking on the portrait.

The crown on the King's head is actually real, and after struggling a bit to move it around, I take it out. Something tells me that this crown is $5,000 or more, so I guess by luck, I finished the optional mission that I mentioned above.

The dream shifts, and I honestly don't know what I would do after getting the crown.

It seems I'm back at the same starting point as before, so I guess this must be a dream reset or something.

I crouch down and walk silently towards two people talking casually. I tune in on what they're saying, but I'm also paying attention on whether or not they're going to close in on my location obliviously. They start coming in the room I'm in, and I decided to crease again a wall that I know they wouldn't bother to get too close to.

These are unarmed people, so I had to make sure I was very careful in what I was going to do to them, avoid any kind of lethal damage. I think one person was bald, looked like he was in his mid or late 20s, had a dress shirt and dress pants, but I couldn't pick out the colors.

While I'm staying still, I look at the guy that's like 10 inches away from coming in contact, and I see he's looking down on me.

I'm shocked at first, but seems he's just taking a quick glance at the floor and back to the person he's talking to that's behind me on the left. After they move around a bit, I finally find an opportunity to escape with ease. I go to a room where I have to go up a mini ramp (or stairs, I'm not sure) to get to the higher level, and as soon as I reach the top section...

A blue haired lady comes out of nowhere through a door. She's casually walking while her eyes are closed, and it doesn't seem she know I'm in this area because I dashed to the side of the wall, just barely though. I watched her as she goes down the ramp, and it looks like she's the type of woman with an attitude, I'm not sure why, but from her visage alone she looks like she's feeling cranky or something.

She's wearing a small blue jacket that extends until it reaches her waistline, and has a white dress shirt underneath it as well. She's wearing a blue skirt that goes all the way down and stops a few inches above her knees. The closest figure I'd say she looks like is Misato Katsuragi.

For some reason, as I'm watching her get closer to the door I came through, I wanted to aim my gun at her. A voice warms me that I shouldn't try to hurt her, and I quickly put the machine gun back.

I ignore her and continue going my way, and then I hear her footsteps getting closer and closer. I stay still, and she comes up right in front of me. I look at her lips covered with light red lipstick. I zoom in more on her lips, and she slowly opens her mouth in a lewd manner.

I'm tensed up, and she advances towards me....closer...closer...she tells me,

"You have something I want, and I want it now."

I wonder if she's into S&M.

She puts one of her hands into my pocket, and ruffles around a bit. She takes out a four-ink pen, puts her hand closer to me, and clicks in one of the ink slots for the pen in front of me.

Wait.....wait....you said all those things in a perverted tone, and that's what you want?


I honestly didn't know how to respond to this....

whole dream turned to complete nonsense to me by this point. There's some narration that the same woman that wanted my four-ink pen inside of the stealth camo-suit I was wearing had some slight mental deficiency....not too sure on that though.

That was a complete tease...I can't even recover from that...

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08.07.2012

Alyzarin's Voice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is talking to Alyzarin, but not really seeing her. I noticed her voice suddenly pitches. The environment and everything else was blurry.

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08.07.2012

Burning Babies into Diamonds (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember stuffing babies inside of an oven, don't ask me why. While I'm shutting the oven cover, or whatever you call it...it changes into some kind of frosty fridge container. Apparently, the babies would be converted into coal from the heat, until they converted into diamonds.

Once the diamonds were created, the cold version turns on to preserve the diamond I guess. I start scooping out the diamond, but it really looks like glass to me.

Yeah, I'm not going to go far into details on this, just cruel randomness.

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08.07.2012

Around the World (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is going to random places in the world, going to school, and then seeing people trying to go to different colleges.

The area where everyone was at looked like half of an Aztec temple. The sky is beautiful, and even though I can't remember the sensations of the wind, I'm sure it's perfect weather in this dream environment.

I noticed one female who sounds British stepped up in the middle to talk about something. She was wearing a skirt, and a small brown jacket that only extended to her elbows. I think she wore a white shirt with some fancy decorations on it, but I was looking at things far away.

There's another dream shift where I'm standing near a table, and someone is asking me a question, though I can't remember what it was exactly, but I do know that I had feelings of fear is I didn't respond correctly.

My response was related to how moving to another area would be reasonable. And as I'm explaining why, a mental image of a map shows up, and then an airplane ticker with white dotted trails showing it's path becomes apparent.

It seems the plane is moving to Madagascar, but I don't know for what purpose.

There's also another dream shift, probably before all that I mentioned in this dream title itself, but it's just mostly running and following people.

07.18.2012

Spectral Sigil (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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


LOL.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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07.18.2012

Alyzarin Sings? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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

Maybe she's a good singer? =P

07.17.2012

Eating Lunch and Saincara (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a family's house, and apparently it's the family of a man in waking life called Mo. That's not his full name, but let's go with that.

It seems outside is either early morning or early afternoon, because it's fairly bright. Maybe it's too bright for a reason, so that I would focus on the interior of the house more. There's a shiny wood flooring I'm standing on, and furniture, the objects, and the house itself are very realistic.

There's isn't a Half-Life 2-esque kind of graphic style that I normally see, it's real just like in waking life. Mo is trying to get his family to come together to eat with me, and it feels like this meal would be my last in the house for the time being.

I think I explore the house a little more in the mean time, but I can't remember all that I did. I think I went to a closet to decide which shirt and pants to wear.

I'm not sure if this experience that I'm going to mention is a separate dream, but it felt connected with this dream.

As I'm trying to decide what clothes to wear in the guest bedroom, I see some activity outside through the window on my right. I see three characters from Code Lyoko.

Ulrich was wearing a shirt, with a small dress shirt opened on top of it. He was trying to confess his love for Yumi, and after a bit of stuttering, he finally tells her that he loves her. I assumed Yumi would say she loved him as well, but she just stands there with her eyes wide opened.

Ulrich is still waiting for her to acknowledge his confession, and Yumi finally takes one step back and shakes her head. She couldn't say anything back to him and runs away. Sissy, the third character that's outside, gets near Ulrich to console him.

I can't really tell if Ulrich feels bad, to me, it felt like he knew Yumi wasn't ready for that confession, even though they had many many many MANY MANY MANY moments in the actual show that they had feelings for each other.

Then I believe the environment shifts a bit, and I'm not even sure if this fragment belongs here, but oh well, here goes.

There isn't anyone outside at the moment, there's just a gray bench, and how it's represented is just like the Code Lyoko art style, so I guess it looks like it's painted, but it's still realistic, just a bit. While I'm staring at the bench and the rest of the environment outside, I hear two people talking.

I focus on one point in the environment outside, and then blank out on the rest, then I see subtitles on the bottom of the area I'm looking at. The two men talking, even though I can't see where they are right now, are talking about some kind of Camp located in Africa.

The man declares about a location called the Saincara? Something along those lines, and then the guy tries to correct him by saying, "Don't you mean the Sahara?" The other guy confirms that he's not confusing it with the Sahara, and he goes on to explain that it's some lost location on the map, and that it was sort of like a camp for a specific group of people.

After that little soap opera and Saincara (I think it's really Saincara he said now, but I won't go too much into it), I shift my attention back to the closet, I finally decided what I wanted to wear! I already had a plain white shirt on, it looked like it felt tight on me. I wanted to wear a dress shirt on top of it opened. The sleeves were a little longer than the usual dress shirt, maybe 3-4 inches more.

I decided I should fold the edges up a little bit, and then it felt uncomfortable, so I unfolded them. I go down stairs, and I see the family of Mo are waiting for me and one other random person. I sit down, and there's some random blonde guy, who seems to be their butler or something, and is handing out their food.

He's a fairly tall man, blonde hair, but he looked a little too old to still have nice hair. He's wearing a fancy dark blue dress shirt that's buttoned up, slim light blue jeans, and a very enthusiastic expression towards everyone.

He manifests the plates out of nowhere, for all I know, he could've just pulled them out of his ass or something.........

But no one cared, so I conformed and decided to not worry about it either. I forget what he serves to Mo, his wife, and his daughter, but I do know that they were completely random food objects. When he serves my plate to me, it's basically Guacamole and Chips. While he was putting the plate in front of me, he said the meal's name in what seemed to be in a French Language.

Must be from all the French talk during my vacation.

I look at the plate for a while, it's a dark blue plate, and the Guacamole looks like it's LEGIT Guacamole, with some bell peppers chopped up, and some decent corn Tortilla Chips. Before we could actually eat, Mo and his family prepare for grace.

Now, I may be putting a stereotype here, but I don't think this type of family would be one to use Grace with their cultural beliefs...but whatever...

Mo is to the right of me, and his wife is to the left of me. He closes his eyes, and she does as well, and they both spread their hands out to me. It takes me a while to understand what they're doing, and then I realized they're saying Grace. I quickly held their hands, and put my head down to listen to what Mo was saying.

Within 5-10 second, he's already finished with declaring Grace. He says something at the end like, "Thank you God." etc etc., probably for the food on the table.

I take one chip and scoop a huge load, since I didn't get a lot of chips in the first place.

The Guacamole almost tastes exactly like the one I had in a Hispanic Restaurant in College Station or Bryan, Tx. It still felt bland, but I ate it anyway, and once I'm done eating, I say, "Excuse Me."

Seems no one here cares about anyone having basic table manners....oh well. I pick up my plate, and I head over to the sink and put it in there. I see a small plate filled with some Ginger Ale. Eradicating all basic logic in my mind that it's supposed to be in a bloody cup, I take it and drink it.

I felt the fizz swirling in my mouth, and it tastes pretty good, very refreshing. I try to look to see if the wife was looking at me, because I wanted to pour more Ginger Ale on the plate. I did my best to make it look like I'm looking at something else, and tried to use my peripheral vision to make sure I wasn't trying to do the obvious.

Seems she's still busy eating, and I guess I was just being paranoid in trying to get another shot of Ginger Ale. I pour it out slowly, and drink it a little slower this time, since I couldn't have a lot on the small plate.

I forget what I did next, but I believe the dream after this one somehow correlates to this one.

But about the Saincara thing, I don't have a lot of background on it, but based on what I read and searched, it involves something about how desire is born and grows.

Hmmm....my desire for what exactly?

I have several "desires," but I never really fulfill them, or at least don't think that I can.

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07.17.2012

Public Bathroom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It feels like this dream was a continuation of the previous one, so I presume that after I left Mo's house, I'm inside a Public Restroom. The flooring is light gray, the walls are dark gray, and the ceiling itself is probably light gray as well.

The bathroom stalls are dark gray, so even though things are a bit bland for a bathroom, it contrasts pretty well. I see a man wearing a dark gray jacket and hat (like the hats that Mafia members wear) and shiny black shoes. He goes into a bathroom stall, and something about that guy bothered me.

He wore glasses, looked like he was in his 50-60s, and he was holding his hand with his left hand, and using his right hand to cover up the opening of the jacket he didn't button up all the way.

Maybe he was just preparing to take them off when he was going in the bathroom stall, but because he held that position with his hands before he even reached 1 feet away from it, it felt suspicious to me.

By this time, I do my business and get out of the bathroom.

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07.17.2012

Hot Sweaty Sex (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

The fact that I know I have god knows how many perverted and debauchery acts repressed in my mind, and how my dreams are slowly exhibiting these very very very very very perverted and enticing dreams, but doesn't let me participate in them, it just.....it just makes me feel horrible when I wake up, because I know my day is going to be boring and so full of shit.

I......I.............come on, at least try to nullify the self-hatred I'm going through right now with some sex subconscious, even if I never had it. :c

I immediately become lucid the moment I see two women on top of each other. I mean come on, if I'm non-lucid for someone as hot as that, especially since I did a WBTB before this dream occurred, there would be something wrong with me.

Anyway, the girl on top is a blonde, a skinny blonde, but looks very hot, at least to me. She looks exactly like Catherine, the succubus in the game, "Catherine."

Hm.....succubus desires starting to show up slowly for me....

She's gliding herself up and down a female with green hair....hmm...and it looks kind of like the hairstyle of Shion from Higurashi, which leads me to believe that this is Alyzarin.

It's because Shion automatically makes me refer to Alyzarin because she talks about her and loves Shion's laugh.

The blonde that looks like Catherine is taking complete control of Alyzarin, who is in awkward position, but she can't help but close her eyes and enjoy the ride Catherine is giving her as she's rubbing her clitoris against Alyzarin's.

Alyzarin/Shion just......omg...lol....She has her eyes closed the whole time, with her mouth open. I can't hear if she's moaning, all I see is that Catherine is obviously the top in this kinky relationship.

And while I'm watching, I feel some squishy stuff from my crotch.

Uh.......................

I didn't really bother to focus on that until I just typed it. Then the perspective changes to where I see the heads of Catherine and Alyzarin. The rest of their body is following the horizon, which makes it look like the bodies are far away.

Catherine is just giving Alyzarin a good time, she even somehow gets her nipples to graze against Alyzarin's/Shion's, and Aly/Shion still has her mouth opened and eyes closed.

Catherine starts sweating more because she's doing all the work, and then maybe 15 seconds after that, the dream fades away.

Like, it fades, and then disappears like a vortex sucked it in.

NO YOU COME BACK CATHERINE AND ALYZARIN, THIS IS NOT FAIR

THIS IS NOT FAIR AT ALL

I.....THIS IS MESSED UP

The whole dream itself, I'm glad I saw everything, but how it ended, and the process of it being ended is what pissed me off. I mean, I can deal with the dream fading because of my excitement and all that, but when it ends like someone is saying, "That's all you're going to see," it makes me wake up with more self-hatred than I had before!

Just.........whatever.

07.08.2012

King of the Pirates (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm reading a One Piece Manga, and someone who claims to be the King of the Pirates wants someone else to take the title. That same person looked more like Zolo, except with a bigger chest and way taller than usual.

Apparently this Zolo look-a-like was stabbed on the left side of his chest, barely piercing through his heart. He was okay, just twitching his eyes a little bit from the pain.

I can't remember much after that.

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07.08.2012

Mattress Sneaking Mission (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I was a complete idiot in this dream.

I'm inside a fairly dark area, and I believe I'm using a mattress at some point to hide from some people, I think they were two black females who were really overweight. I watched their movements to know when to dash past them and I eventually get out of the area.

I doubt they would've done anything to me, because no one was carrying weapons or anything like that. I go to some store, and I have to deliver something for someone. I go to the cashier, tell him about it, he immediately knows, and pays me like $20 in cash for my troubles.

I think I wanted more money from him, but I said thank you to him and left.

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07.08.2012

Blonde and Sinoblak (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I don't know, but Sinoblak was talking to me, either through a message or she was actually next to me on my left.

Though I wasn't paying too much attention to her because a blonde came out of nowhere on my right. How she made her own entry was kind of..........abnormal.

It's like she made some medium of a black-hole or a vortex, and when she spreads her arms out and forms a circle to make the medium she's traveling through bigger, she gets closer to me. I believe she's wearing a black shirt, and I can't recall what leg-wear she wore.

Sinoblak was trying to tell me something, but this blonde in front of me surprised me too much, and I couldn't resist looking at her.....

Her face was fairly small, a little cheeky, nice glowing blonde hair, and a beautiful smile.

I can't remember much, but I feel sad that's all I remembered. Maybe she could be my dream guide, but eh, whatever.

She's the first blonde female in my dreams to ever make such a fancy entry by using warping dimensions as her means of travel, which is actually what I would like to do to save time as well.

Hmmmmm................NO DON'T ANALYZE LINK.

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07.08.2012

Alyzarin (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I forget how the dream started initially, but I find Alyzarin through some random dream characters I think that showed me where she was.

I look at the female in front of me. She's wearing a white vest and a long white dress as well. I think at the ends of the same dress, there was a bit of brown covering all the way up to her ankle region I believe.

She had long and beautiful brown hair, both wavy and curly, her skin looked so pure and innocent. If I could just touch it, I bet I could've felt the smoothness and slight coldness of it.

I get closer to her, but I'm not sure she's Alyzarin though, but her hair and skin reminds me of her.

I'm not sure if she's shocked to see me and is too shy to respond, or if she was just lifeless at the time.

I think I hug her....maybe that's just pushing the recall into wishful thinking. :/

06.22.2012

Give Me a Dollar (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Inside a random school building, and I believe I'm at an auditorium. I forget what is going there, but there are quite a few dream characters listening to someone.

Whatever event happened ends, and I believe I get out of the building to go do something, then I forget I left something at the auditorium looking place.

It was dark, so it was hard to tell if it really was one, anyway, I go back and I find that one guy that looked like Spencer from "The King of Queens" (the sitcom) is responsible of containing lost material.

Apparently, some girl to the side of me that I can't remember too well told me about him, and as I'm going to speak to him, she interrupts me and says,

"Give me a dollar."

"Hold on," I replied while putting my up my hand. I talk to the Spencer looking guy, and he starts showing me what I left behind. I get the stuff back, and then I have a dream shift to where I'm near a school bus.

It's pretty difficult trying to get inside of the bus, and I basically spend nearly 30 seconds or so looking like a complete idiot trying to climb up to the entrance of the bus. You literally have to take one arm, lift yourself up, and then find a place to plant your opposite feet just to get a small boost.

The bus starts, which prompts the others to start as well, and I still haven't gotten inside the bus as yet!

So I'm left dangling with my hands holding tightly at the edge of the entrance to get inside the bus. After a few seconds, I managed to pull myself up. This bus is really small, like build for only 2-3 people at most, excluding the bus driver.

I glance over to see some lady trying to run after the bus, and apparently she's some kind of assistant for the bus driver since I heard her screaming at the top of her lungs that she's supposed to get on there as well.

The bus driver ignores her though, and I only remember standing for a while inside the bus, but not sitting down.

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06.22.2012

Small Flood (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe this dream goes with the first dream. I find myself shifted to a place that feels like home. I go inside, and my father invited a few of his friends to hangout and have a drink. There's probably 3 men I recognize.

Let's just nickname them "W," "R," and "C."

R is basically standing there relaxing, and probably speculating about something because he looks a bit spaced out from my view. W is sitting down, and he looks pretty chilled as well, and he tries to ask me a question, but like the other girl in the previous dream, I tell him to hold on a little bit.

I go up to C, an adult I played tennis a few times with outside the realm of being in tennis teams in High School.

Anyway, C tells me that I've lost some weight since the last time we met, which is probably just my mind telling me that I really lost a few pounds.

I forget what I say in response, but the conversation eventually ends. Then I realize that the floor I'm walking on, it's flooded with water. It's as high as my ankles, and I decide to go upstairs.

There hasn't been a house that I remember having a two story, except for one, but it was a really small area to be in, so technically it was still a one story house.....meh whatever.

I have a few dream bits that somehow get incorporated with this dream. I see Kakashi when he was much younger from the Kakashi Gaiden arc or whatever you call it from Naruto Shippuden.

Seems Kakashi is trying to protect something wrapped in white cloth, I would presume it's a baby safely contained with open space to breathe of course. Seems he and a few other shinobi are trying to send these babies or containers for them somewhere else.

They're stored in what looks like a random house, and the most apparent feature of the place were the shelves with books.

I think Obito was there as well, but things went a little fast for me.

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06.22.2012

Demon/Incubus Version of Me? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems I'm engaging in some kind of Call Of Duty: War at War-esque type of dream. I believe I'm a spectator most of the time, but I have moments where I'm shooting people as well.

The area resembles the "Cliffside" map in COD:WAW, but the thing that makes it different is that the bases inside look completely new compared to old, dark, and ancient look from the actual game map. It almost felt like being inside a mini locker room.

I don't recall myself dying at all, and I do some weird things too, like lifting dead bodies and using a person's weapon to kill a few people, but that itself is something I'm not sure of.

I continue doing this until I probably get bored decided to spectate for a while. I'm inside from of the bases, and after I've seen that people aren't coming it as frequently, I see a woman come in.

She looks a lot like a girl who was from my art class that I thought was really cute.

It's call her "Allis" for my own sake.

Spoiler for 18+:

I get this urge to just grab her as soon as she comes in. She falls on the floor, and she's wearing black lingerie. She's a bit shocked at first, but she smiles at me, prompting me to do the same.

I feel something weird, I feel like I went through some kind of transformation. It took a while for to realize the effects, but in the mean time, I slowly advanced to her and gently slide my penis inside of her vagina.

Both of my hands are on the sides of her shoulder, not touching though. I begin thrusting her, and I see her close her eyes and moaning in pleasure.

I kind of feel how it's like to be inside her, but the sensations seemed to be suppressed, so all I feel is a nice slippery sensation.

Sucks being a virgin...

Anyway, while I'm thrusting her, I get her into the doggy-style position, and this time, I change my perspective to where I see the lower regions of my body. I can still see myself thrusting her vigorously, and my skin is blue.

Wait....I slowly look up a bit, now I have abs.....still humping Allis like an animal....then I look up and I see myself with purple wings and slightly bigger afro than I do now in waking life.

My eyeballs are yellow, and my pupils are black, and the Sclera is black as well. I have one mark below each eye going vertically, and they're red marks too.

They don't go all the way down, I'd say maybe 1-3 inches long. Sweet, guess I'm a demon. I can't be an incubus because Allis was sleeping, or maybe I managed to share a dream with her and have my way with her....hmmm...she liked it, so I guess it's not so bad.

So much for morals and ethics.

After thrusting her, I decided to go after her anally. Damn it, just doing it in the vagina was just fine Link......

I tried to forced it in, because deep down (now that I'm recalling this dream), I hated this bitch in waking life. I knew she liked me (maybe I'm just being full of myself right now), but she was always a bitch and tried to make herself look like she's all that, sure she was nice to me, but meh.

Okay, enough of that little confession. I see that forcing it isn't going to help, so I rub my cock a little bit around the rim of her asshole, and slowly push it in.

After that, I barely feel any sensations of a nice tug inside me. Think the dream fades after that.

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06.22.2012

Middle School Again... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a Middle School environment all over again, more specifically, Thornton Middle School in Texas. Some parts are a little different, but the section with different food selections and all that is still preserved like in other dreams I've had about this school.

I wait in line to get the side meals for the foam tray we're using to contain it. One of the servers, who was a male, looks young, like he's probably still in college, asks me if I wanted another part of the meal added. I kept saying yes because all of the food looked pretty damn good.

While I'm waiting in line, I arrange the food properly, and even took a little bite out of the french fries on the tray. It seems the line I'm in, the supply of the main meal is already done, so we have to move to another line, but there isn't anything interesting.

I get out of the line, look around for other sections, and I see there's a soda machine. I get a foam cum and start filling it up with Sprite, even though the logo for the part that I'm getting the Sprite from said "Asian."

In fact, all of the soda names were "Asian."

I was this close from doing a reality check, but assumed it was just some prank.