non-lucid

12.10.2012

King Kong and Lisa Ann (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a creature that looks a lot like King Kong, except it's a smaller than the original, maybe 15 feet or so tall. He grabbed a female that looked like Lisa Ann in a black dominatrix type of outfit.

There were a few men that were trying to save her, and someone asked the question if they really needed to save her.

The reason why the asked is because if they did want to save her, they would have to save someone else, and so on. It's hard to recall, but it involved risking one person's life if you can't get to the other one in time.

The dream shifts where Lisa Ann motions entices me to come to her, and she said,

"Let's keep this a secret....."

OMG WHATtttttttttttttttttttttttttt

And she goes into a black hole on the grass next to me on the right. I was kind of confused, but I decided to go ahead and jump into the hole.

The dream shifts where I'm on a mine-cart, and the area around me resembles certain environments similiar to Minecraft. The perspective of how I see myself and Lisa Ann is interchanging between 3rd person and spectator mode.

I'm looking below as the mine cart is moving, and the DC that looks like Lisa Ann is looking at me. I see something is wrong here because she's passing through the mini-Minecraft buildings with ease, and I'm wondering how she's doing that.

She looks at me in a semi-lewd manner, but I never really picked up the habit of doing a reality check or just realizing I'm dreaming based on the phasing through buildings abnormality.

12.09.2012

Almost Caught Masturbating (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a random house, and I remember that I did a lot of things in the dream, but not exactly what I did. I felt tired, and a few familiar faces were going to sleep as well.

I was assuming me and a few others were guests for someone that I know from New York in waking life. She's remaining passive like she usually is, looking at me occasionally without really realizing that she's looking at me way too much.

At least in this case, she's focused on something else other than me. I remember a few dream flashbacks where she asked a family member of mine something, and they responded "No" while fixing something on a table.

It seemed that it required his full attention, which made him end up being laconic to her.

After that and a few more that I can't recall well

I'm wearing a pajama set where there's swampish green stripes going down vertically next to a more faded lime green color....so it was a faded lime green stripe, then a swampish green stripe, and so on.


And now for the fun part......

........(warning, a bit graphic)........

Spoiler for 18+:

I get this strong urge to masturbate, and my penis is rock hard. It magically is saturated with saliva or some kind of weird lube. I tried to hide my boner while finding the nearest closet that's away from everyone that's going to sleep.

I find one of those very long closert doors that can bend and move around a bit. I go inside, and there's clothes in my way, so I decided to duck under them. I slowly take my the pajamas that I'm wearing, I could feel how hard my penis was.

My left hand twitches, dying to touch it, dying to stroke it vigorously. I give in to the temptation, and I have my knees on the floor. I'm not sure what I have on my right hand, I think it's a pillow, or maybe something else.

I make short breaths, stroking it more and more, enjoying how thick my dick was. I wanted to get this done quickly because me not being inside of the bedroom with the other guests would seem suspicious.

So I dissociate myself from the reality in the dream and closed my eyes while stroking my dick even faster, grinding the sides of my teeth for a bit, and expanding my mouth as I expose my teeth as well.

Then I hear footsteps, and someone is calling out my name.


I had an "OH CRAP!" moment, and I still didn't even get the chance to reach orgasm and ejaculate. I couldn't think straight, and even though I was in the closet, I was still panicking. I decided to use whatever is on my right hand to cover up my boner, and I quickly pulled up my pajama pants.

The lady was wondering why I was away for so long, and I just tried to look at the ground and not make eye contact with her, because I'm still kind of horny. She scoffs at me, turns around, and I follow her into the bedroom.

I'm still wondering how the hell I can fap without anyone noticing. I started to create scenarios, since I'll be sleeping next to this woman, on how I can still fap vigorously without her being suspicious. I didn't want to have sex with her mind you because she was a family member.

I tried to imagine if she would sleep with her back facing me, which means that I could at least align myself where I'm resting on the right side of my body. This way, since I'm uncircumsized in the dream, I could use my thumb and roll around the head of my penis and get a quick ejaculation without making lewd noises to wake anyone up.

The other scenario is that if she was facing me, I would have my back facing her while I'm resting on the left side of my body. This way, I could use my right hand, but it would be a little too strong for me since I haven't used it in a-------

Wait, what am I saying...I....I don't............

You didn't see that!

As I'm busy formulating ways I can get this boner over and done with, I'm trying my best to make sure I suppress the urge to stroke this eager cock....it's realllllllllly hard to suppress it.

12.08.2012

Chicken Felattio Wake up Call (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out where I'm with a group of dream characters who have to fill in an empty case with a label on the side of it with the right CD.

To make this dream short, it was basically just putting things in the right slot. Then I'm getting felattio from a cartoon chicken female in a red female ceo suit and skirt.

The funny thing is, as soon as things were actually getting good, the alarm in waking life wakes me up.


Which means a chicken not only did a cock doodley doo on my penis, but the fact that I woke up and roosters being a wake up call (except it was a female though) just made me confused.

Note, I'm still not able to process whether or not who is giving me head is an animal or human at the time I was waking up. In fact, when I woke up, I wanted to perform a DEILD, but the alarm made my eyes open up.

I quickly turned that damn thing off and went back to imagining the dream scene of me getting sucked off by whoever (which in this case was the female chicken).

But I decided the wasting another hour of sleep just to attempt to get virtual blowjobs wasn't going to be worth it since I would have company over in 2 hours or so.

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12.08.2012

Happiness and Sadness in the Snow (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking in the snow, and completely ignoring that it rarely snows where I live in waking life. I'm assuming I have my brown leather jacket on with regular dark blue jeans.

It feels so empty, until I see a girl to the left of me about 10 feet away. She's a redhead, and she's wearing a white sleeved shirt where the sleeves are pulled up near the intersection of her elbows. I believe she had a few freckles around her nose, but I wasn't paying too much on her visage.

I was just giving her a passive glance, and I saw there's a guy coming next to her, and it seems he's her boyfriend or just a really good friend. She talks with him for a while, and he mentions something on how she did on Algebra.

I couldn't hear her response, but I could tell she's excited and enthusiastic in her speech. She mentions that her final exams are done, and that she can finally let loose and have some fun.

The moment she said that, it made me reflect how I still have freaking 3 exams next week. And I went back to looking down on the ground, hugging myself because it's fairly cold. As I'm walking slowly in the snow, I passively accept the audio from the girl and the boy that I just eavesdropped for a while.

I hear the echoes and muffling sounds from them, feeling their positive energy over their exams being finished pisses me off more, and I just want to get to the gray door that's about 15 feet away from me already.

It seems I'm heading for a store, but the store itself seems to have no activity, at least from what I was seeing from afar. The windows are fairly realistic, having reflections here and there. The insides looked pitch black, but I can still make a decent visual on the contours of what's inside there.

It seems to be nothing but wooden chairs, tables, and all sorts of furniture inside. The boy and the girl who are now behind me, completely out of my scope of vision, I could sense that they're leaving to enjoy themselves.

I open the door, and I find myself being shifted into a completely different dreaming environment. The inside of the room is fairly compact and short, and the walls consists of a dark red intertwined with a maroon color.

It feels like I'm in a mini-factory, or the back of a store where you have all the boilers and steamer machines being exposed. This place feels so familiar, but I have not awareness as to why, and I believe I take my jacket off at this point since I'm not seeing myself wearing it at all.

I'm shifting through third person and first person view here and there, so it's a bit hard to collect when I'm a spectator or seeing myself 3rd or 1st person. I walk slowly into this mini hallway consisting of a gray and thin concrete linear path, and as I'm heading for the interseciton that makes the pathways into a cross, I encounter someone familiar.

This person to the left of me looked like a guy who was in my art class in High School. He had weight issues, and not to be cruel or anything, he was extremely obese. He puts on that facade of depression, or at least this passive state of interchanging the demeanor of being bored or just tired of life.

I looked at him, seeing if he's going to respond to me at all, but he doesn't really declare anything to me. I continue walking slower, focusing my sight on the door in front of me. It seems I had the keys for this door, so I take them out of my right pocket I believe.

The door knob is silver, and is suprisingly being a little brigther than the rest of this dull environment saturated with dark red and maroon colors. The big guy is still there, and by this time, I was this close from completely blocking him from my reality inside of this dream, he didn't really matter to me because I simply did not have an attachment or any kind of bonding with him in waking life.

But he says something, which quickly alerts me to acknowledge him, but here's how things work out. As he's talking to me, I'm in spectator mode, and I see myself wearing a gray shirt and jeans, and my view is focused near the stomach region of the shirt.

There's a gap on my left side (if you were to take on the role of me in 1st or 3rd person view), or to the right if you're looking at this screen where I could see the guy's face and body behind me. I noticed that while I'm in spectator view, I seem to be depressed about myself overall as well.

I can barely see my eyes because they're covered with a shadow of darkness, and my lips are neutral, barely dropping any kind of facial expression as I'm listening to this guy. Again, I can't really hear what he's saying, but I do stop in my tracks to at least show some respect and wait until he's done talking.

When he's finished, I go back to treating him like another human being that I'll just see and forget. I go inside the door, and I find myself in a store. It's a very short store, about 20 feet in width, and maybe 30-40 feet in length from the start of the door I came into all the way to the Indian man in front of me.

He seems like a peaceful man, and he's wearing a faded vanilla dress shirt, and I can't tell what he's wearing below because he's behind a counter. The store inside is the same as the mini hallway I was in a while ago. There's shelves to my left and right, though I wasn't interesting in materialism.

Something about this man made me go after him, I can't remember what happens next.

12.07.2012

Playing Tennis and Dog (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was playing tennis in a random court that seems to be a collection of previous High Schools I attended.

Two dream characters that looked very familiar to others in waking life of Joel and Kimmy.

Joel and I were beginning to rally, and he mentioned how he tried to hit slower and softer so that the ball would bounce less. Even though that logic was kind of messed up, I just acknowledged what he said and got my racket ready.

He serves the ball under handed to me, and as soon as I make contact with the ball, I make an awkward gesture where the ball ends up flying all the way to the left side over a very tall fence.

I looked at Joel and he makes the facial expression that says, "You're getting that...not me."

I put up an "eh" face, and quickly ran to predict the ball's trajectory. I open the small get to get outside of the court, and I realized the ball landed on someone's backyard.

The layout was very weird, there was a brown picket fence, but the ball somehow managed to get on the mini-sidewalk that leads to the backyard.

There's a Pug Dog that looks pretty innocent, or just mentally deficient. I start being fearful of it, but it's not really making any reaction whatsoever. I didn't want to take any chances though, even if it did look sad and depressed.

It picked the tennis ball with its mouth, and I immediately was disgusted about this, and decided I should go ahead and leave. Problem is, I'm having trouble opening the door that I have halfway open. I tried to wiggle my way in, but I really can't get back into the area for the courts at all.

The dog is getting closer, and is being harmless, but with my anxiety and over-exaggerated fear of it made things worse. I kept looking back at the dog, and then the area I want to get to, and I repeat this for like 10 seconds until the dream fades away, or when I had a micro-awakening.

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12.07.2012

Candy Jar of White Stuff (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm waiting for someone to buy something at a store, and all I remember is shooting sperm inside of a Candy Jar.

*sigh*

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12.07.2012

Fake Death Matches (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

That's all there really is to it. It's inside of a fake bedroom, and dream characters are just making up fighting gestures where I actually think they're killing each other.

The lights go on and I go up to them and they say everything is fine. And everyone really is fine, which confuses me.

yep.

12.06.2012

Calvin and High Speed Punches (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that Calvin from Tyler Perry's, "House of Payne," is engaging in an intense battle with some random dream character.

Calvin is wearing a maroon dress shirt buttoned up along with black jeans. He's giving it his all punching this DC, and his opponent seems to be giving him an equal amount of punching as well.

Their punches are so fast that it ends up being a Dragon Ball Z type of battle where you just see random flashes and it's hard to know where they're trying to punch.

Oh, and he's also flying and punching too, and he has his mouth slightly open, probably to exhale as he's exerting immense force in his attacks.

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12.06.2012

Nazi Kamikaze Soldiers (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a store with a few random people. Everything about this area feels suspicious, like everyone is watching us, watching to see when we'll seem like we're out of synch with everyone else.

Kind of like in Inception when the subconscious manifestations of dream characters start looking in on someone who isn't in synch with the host's mind.

I believe we were trying to retrieve something, and I was going through a fairly long aisle in front of me. The flooring was all white, the lighting was pure white, and the shelves were mostly gray and dull in color.

The dream shifts where I'm trying to take something, and I'm doing a horrible job at hiding it. It's a really long white pole, that I'm putting underneath my random black robe outfit that I'm wearing.

I tried pushing the pole down to see if I can make it shorter, but the action itself was too awkward, and I started to get growing suspicion from everyone around me.

Then I heard someone state,

"Get him."

I tried to rub it off and walked casually to just to make sure I didn't assume they were talking to me. But with the footsteps picking up their pace, I made a dash for it. Things go out fairly well in my escape, until I temporarily had my speed decreased for no apparent reason.

I literally was pedalling my legs....how is that even possible? I tried so hard to speed up, and I did, though the reaction time was very awkward because I went a little too fast.

Spoiler for A bit too poopy:

The dream shifts where I'm now sitting on top of a dark red rotating chair. I have to use #2 so bad right now, and I can literally feel it being squashed as I'm trying to move around the chair.

What's worse is that there's someone to the left of me, and I'm worried if they'll smell the horrible odor, and become disgusted on why I'm not going for the toilet. I completely forget that I could go to a toilet for some odd reason.

Spoiler for A bit too poopy:

I know toilet and poop dreams tend to be signs of having to release stress in your life.

Anyway, I tried moving to the right side, trying to ignore whoever is talking to me because it's kind of hard to comprehend and think while shit is trying to come out of your ass.

So after that's settled, I accepted whatever is inside of me, and completely ignored the simple function to just find a bathroom and do #2.

The dream shifts where I'm in a mini-mall of some sort. There's a lot of dark-skinned dream characters, and I had a feeling this was a tribal setting. I also felt that these people were most likley cannibals as well.

I tried my best to remain cautious in everything that I did inside this area. It was difficult getting out, because I didn't want to stare at anyone for too long to provoke them, and also not make myself too out of norm where they might just attack me for no reason.

12.05.2012

The Boss' Escape and The Boss' Prelude to Sorrow (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outdoors in an PS3 simulated type of environment, and it seems that the day is almost coming to an end. I can see the sun preparing for departure to my left, and it's emitting a bright yellow color.

Because it's starting to set down, this saturates the surface color with slightly darker shades than the original color of the sun. I realized that I'm on a white brick like surface.

There's a few random trees to the left and right of me, and they're all aligned ideally to imply that this must be some kind of magical and large front yard to get to someone's gargantuan existence of a mansion.

I felt that something suspicious was going on for a while, like someone was watching me. I was aware that there were people around me, and even though I don't know why I was participating with them, I could still feel this tingling feeling inside of me that someone else unknown to me is there.

There's was a gate that required access to go further into this white brick like surface path that has fancy trees and grass on the sides.

The control panel of the gate involved taking a Democratic or Republican side; and there's Obama and Mitt Romney to choose from, but they're in the wrong position. Romney is on the Democratic side and Obama is on the Republican side.

After fiddling with this random apparatus, I finally managed to open the gate, and when I do, my feet start vibrating, sensing someone is coming in. I realized it was The Boss from Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater, and she's merely taking on the form of her shadow.

She bypasses the gate that's open, and as soon as she sets foot to this new and unlocked area, she takes form, and immediately dashes for the lake 20-30 feet or so from where I'm at.

She's wearing a slim black outfit, probably just a black version of the default white outfit she wore in the game.

I think people are trying to shoot her, but of course, she's invincible to all attacks.

It didn't matter if it was a hot and deadly laser gun emitting red aura, or if it was 100s of bullets from a machine gun shooting her, she remained calm, and all the efforts from the random dream characters were useless.

I tried to catch up to her, and as I'm going into the lake, I have the dream shifted....

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12.05.2012

The Boss' Sorrow and White Lotus (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is continued from the last. I'm now in a completely different dream environment.

It's similar to the Agata Forest in Okami:

I can feel the mist around me, the blue atmosphere setting off a depressing setting for the environment. And I finally see The Boss in her white outfit instead.

She's standing from above, trying to tell me something, and I can't recall what she told me, but knowing her existence, it was probably something important.

Especially since every dream character that ends up being invincible is probably someone I should focus my attention to. She stands straight up, and curves her spine downwards as she looks at me and starts stating things that are all a blur to me.

All I can remember is feeling sad, empathetic for whatever it is that she told me. I saw a flash of a young girl in a white kimono:

She didn't look like the one in the image above, but at least it's better than nothing. Most of the features were like that for the one I met for a while in the dream. She apparently passed away, according to The Boss' declarations; maybe I'm wrong in my presumption that the girl died, things are still a bit skewed in my recall for this.

I remember seeing a white lotus making a large contrast from the blue and gloomy environment surrounding it.

I could feel that The Boss was apparently sad over the death or disappearance of the girl, and I could see how much she tried to hold back her tears. I didn't know what to do but stand there and just periodically look at the white lotus and paying attention to the words The Boss was stating to me.

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12.05.2012

Someone Gets Kidnapped (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that someone I know in waking life, "A," was kidnapped by some kind of dictator.

In the end, he was rescued, and things end up being just fine.

12.04.2012

Killing Re-Deads (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this dream was that I'm trying to set up a trap for a group of Re-Deads from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.

The plan involves provoking them to chase me in some way, and then I would accelerate faster than them so that I can go through the Prison cell on the top floor. There's a switch I would activate, or a button that I would stand on, and they would be trapped and exploded by some unknown force.

There probably 20 ReDeads going at least 100 mph at me.....

You wouldn't want this:

To come at you in high speed.....

I started stomping the button with my feet like my life depended on it; and some ReDeads were able to get out for some reason.

Other than that, I can't remember what I did next, except for maybe 1-2 dream sets where I was perfecting my plan to kill the ReDeads.

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12.04.2012

Reading Newspaper in the Library (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's a fairly calm atmosphere in the library, and the lighting implies that it's a bright afternoon outside, since most of the lights are kept at a low setting.

The carpet for the library floors overall was probably green or turquoise, and I'm casually sititing down on a wooden chair with green padding for rear sitting and back resting. I open this fairly long Newspaper, and I can't understand one shit of what I'm reading.

But since I'm completely oblivious in this dream, the action of reading, even though I don't know what the content is exactly, was the more enticing endeavor. The newspaper had a nice weight to it, I could feel that I required practical amounts of energy to unfold it.

I could hear the creases as I'm unfolding it, seeing them expand and spread out, and I proceed to reading more pages of the newspaper.....

Until a random Indian girl from another dimension is talking to me through a portal that's on the left of me. I tell her that she looks attractive, but she tells me that she isn't.

This makes me speculate on my convictions with seeing a women's beauty beyond her looks; and I felt that in this case, my kindness wasn't going to make this female shift to any kind of positive mood in feeling better about herself.

She informs me of something, but I can't recall it too well. After that, I can't remember the rest.

12.03.2012

Teasing a Math Teacher (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember going to a class similar to the Math Course I'm taking, and doing horrible in waking life. My professor isn't there, and there seems to be another professor still teaching, and by the looks of it, the content on the screen projector seems to be too abstract, not even math in some cases.

Blah blah blah, boring math stuff, students being bored as hell, yadadada, until the dream shifts to where I'm near a lady who's probably about 30-40. I'm getting annoyed on how much of a bitch she is to her students, and she's probably just cranky because of no sex or something.

So I go up to her, I ask her random questions, like what college she went to.

She looks at me in shock and states in a mildly questioning tone,

"Texas A&M.............................???"

I get close to her and hold her hand,

"No before that."

She responds,

"Berkeley...." She starts getting relaxed, and she's looking into my eyes with more confidence, but her body isn't able to handle this random contact I'm having with her. She tries to kiss me, but I tease her and moved back.

Then I turn around and got the hell out of there while she stands there completely dumbfounded and wishing she took control over me in another room to go few rounds with me.

>.>


<.<


*whistles innocently*

12.02.2012

Dream Scholarship (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm informed that there's an Asian lady hosting a small contest to win her scholarship of $3,500 I believe.


I'm going inside of an auditorium or a huge lecture room that could occupy maybe 300+ people. The walls are probably milky brown with some kind of pink to it, and the lighting above us is mostly white.

There's not a lot of people in the room, and I decided to merge with the 15-20 or so people sitting near the front. There's 4 sections of seats, and I decided to go to the middle on on the left. I have to go through someone, and they moved their legs for me.

Then I sit down, and started to phase out for a while until I saw people's names were on the board. There was this half-naked guy who was near the board, and I assumed I had to talk to him to get my name added for the scholarship contest.

So I go up to him and state my name, but apparently, there's someone already with my name on the chalkboard....then I hear someone call out, "Yeah, that's me!"

I was a bit shocked, but then decided to mention my middle name as well to make the distinction between the random dream character and myself. I go back to sit to a random seat, and I noticed there's one girl that looks like someone at my college in waking life.

She's dark-skinned, wearing tight khaki long pants, along with a green sweater with a few mixed in colors of red, white, blue, and such. She's looking at the large projector screen on the stage. I can't recall what was the exact content, and I doubt there was anything useful.

I just wanted to wait for the Asian lady, or whoever is hosting the contest. Then after a while someone comes in, and claims they are the host, so everyone starts paying attention. I passively hear what she's saying and focus on who is around me. Since I realized this is a contest again, I have to rank who might be a challenge to me.

I saw a guy with an orange shirt for a while, and then noticed he's similar to someone named Danny in waking life. I started to worry about his existence because he was supposedly a good debator in High School. Everyone else looked pretty easy to compete against.

The lady on the stage was most likely Indian or Hispanic, she was dark-skinned, but more of a tanned skinned complexion. She's wearing a black dress shirt that's slightly opened to show her cleavage, and I believe she's wearing regular dark blue jeans.

She looks like she's in her 30-40s, and she has long and brown hair, along with dark red lips. Her visage is plump and cheeky, and she has a decent body for her age overall.

She calls up one person, and I believe he would be asked a series of questions. After a while, I can't recall what happens during that inteveral, but I find myself on the stage with other people. I tense up a bit, and quickly turned my back to see what's on the screen.

Gradually, my awareness of the content picks up, and I realized these are mostly dream-related questions.

I start getting confident, and felt that this scholarship is easy pickings, too bad I didn't reality check since dreaming was the topic of discussion. As the lady is rambling on some stuff, my urge to just mention anything increases, but I didn't want to disturb the lady.

I start twitching while trying to be patient and see when she's going to just be quiet.

I can't remember anything after that.

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12.02.2012

Someone Tries To Shoot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being outside, and I think I'm walking with my father or someone, along with some random female.

She was wearing a blue jacket, the hard layered ones, along with a dark red shirt underneath I believe. She also had regular light blue jeans, and she looks like she's in her 40s or so.

She has black hair, and is dark-skinned, and has a skinny torso region, but wide hips. I think my father was going to aim his gun at her for some reason, and I'm seeing this in spectator view. While things are going in slow-motion, I see that he really wants to prepare to shoot her, and as I'm informing the lady to watch out, she finally turns around.

She's shocked, and I think she someone takes the gun out of his hands and drops it somewhere else.

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12.02.2012

Sonic Heroes & Professor Dumbledore (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm watching a random small clip of Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails, and they're in an environment that's similar to the Lost Jungle stage in Sonic Heroes.

Sonic is trying to convice Tails and Knuckles to form together near a flower pod that can transport then to a huge plant base inside that's maybe 30 feet away from them. Knuckles raises his hairless eyebrow region on the left side, probably feels it's a crazy idea, but he agrees along with tails.

Now I'm mentally controlling Tails as Sonic and Knuckles hang out below him. I'm going through some weird sewer like region. The overall atmosphere's color is a light misty brown mixed in with yellow.

The walls and roofs are formed in a semi-circular composition, and as I'm progressing with the three characters, I finally reach a gated area. The irons seem to be rusty brown, and there's a gate door that we can open.

I prompt them to open it, and as soon as we go into the area, Professor Dumbledore comes in out of nowhere. He's sitting near a desk, and seems to be sorting through some papers. He looks very busy until I prompt the characters to get closer to him, after that, I can't recall anything else.

11.30.2012

Me Vs. Ganondorf (Windwaker) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was controlling Link from Windwaker mentally, or maybe it really was just me in his outfit, and I see Ganondorf is preparing to run up the long and twisted castle stairs forming into the right side. There's a red carpet materials in the middle of the stairs, and it leaves about 1/4 of the width of each step from both left and right sides exposed.

This endeavor in the dream was fairly simply, hunt down Ganondorf and face him off. Before I run up the stair to get to him, for maybe 20 seconds, I was in the area behind the start of the stairs going up. There were turquoise walls composed of stacked like bricks, but with a completely different material.

The flooring was also turquoise, or maybe slightly grayer than the walls. I see Ganondorf is standing there with his two swords, and he's about 10 feet away from me. I quickly prepared my Light Bow, and it shot through Ganondorf like it would for any other entity of evil.

However, it doesn't seem to affect him at all. He quickly runs up the stairs, and I get this sense of exhiliration. Going after the bad guy, hearing the "Hyrule Castle Ganon" Track from the Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess.

As I'm getting to the apex of the stairs, I could sense something bad was going to happen. I see Ganondorf in a different form, from Ocarina of Time. I get this quick imagery of him opening his mouth and has his eyes wide open, as if to scare me.

The dream resets, and this time, when I reached to the stairs, I believe I encountered him, but I forget what happened next.

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11.30.2012

I'm Floating Over a Sea (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream feels similar to a Winder Waker ocean envrionment. It feels like I'm in the body of Ganondorf from Ocarina of Time. I'm at least 200 feet above the sea.

I can't believe how much I'm stabilied by floating, and I start seeing incomplete forms of several islands from the Windwaker series. They all started out as gray colors, and then began to accumulate more detail.

However, because I'm lucid that I'm floating above the sea, which REALLY scares me, because I don't want to descend into it and face whatever mystery contained in there.

My fear of this makes me descend slowly to sea level, and before I knew it, I woke up out of fear.

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11.30.2012

Almost Becoming Lucid (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember walking on a side walk, and as I'm randomly talking to whoever,

"Hello? Yeah....I......uhmm."

Then I woke up before I could get the chance to become fully lucid.

*sigh*

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11.30.2012

Outset Island (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember wanting to take a family member to Outset Island from Windwaker. I don't know why exactly, but I just wanted to.

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11.30.2012

U.S. History Discussion Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at the discussion room I usually go to for U.S. History class, and there seems to be quite a few people in a small area.

The flooring is vanilla, the walls are the same as well, and there's more than enough white lighting inside. I was probably sitting at the back rows on the far left side that's closer to the left wall.

The reason I'm confused is that I have another dream shift, but that will be mentioned later. I hear my discussion teacher go on in random declarations, and I don't really pay too much attention to the details until he calls my name.

I quickly jolted upwards, like literally half a feet. I quick put on a dazed and confused facade, waiting for his question, but I can't remember what it was.

Then the dream shifts, but I think this would've been a DEILD if I had been aware. Anyway, I'm sitting in the front or somewhere near the teacher, and I think he asks me a question that I was engaged in.

Funny thing is about the dream, in waking life, I had a discussion meeting for History today, and when no one didn't know the answer to the teacher's question, he said he would randomly pick out someone.

He screamed out "Brandon!"

I was shocked, but fortunately, there's another Brandon, and he picked him instead.

Hahahahaha.....that almost made me go crazy.

11.25.2012

Fingering A DV Member or Batgirl? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I ended up fingering some girl that looked a lot like a DV member I rather not mention about.

She has black hair that's curled into a ball, with the ends being spiked out. Her skin complexion is that of a Caucasian, and she's fit, but has a slight pudge on her stomach.

I like girls like that, or maybe I was liking her because I was going to do sexual things with her.

Spoiler for 18+:

At first it was anal fingering, and then it was vaginal fingering. I take one finger, then put in two fingers with my palm facing up.

The dream shifts sightly where she's on top of me, and I'm lying down on the floor. She's sitting with her body perpendicular to me on the left, meaning her legs are near my left side. I ask her a question, which was probably to finger her vaginally.


She responds, "Okay sure."

She quickly gets up, sits down and prompts herself into the Spread Eagle position.

I felt the squishy-ness, she's wet as fuck, and I saw a little tiny drop of blood dripping from her vagina. Don't tell me I fingered her virginity away....

I find that special little bump females have and kept rubbing it. She has the expression of, "Oh Shit," and as I'm getting deeper, her breathing augments, and shortening in pace.

She starts vibrating with sexual euphoria, shaking, and I'm trying to hold her with my free left hand, but it's not enough. She orgasms, and she twitches her legs, rotating them towards her vagina at a 45 degree angle.

Later on, I end up talking with Batgirl. Something is odd about her. She feels completely different than before, and I can't recall what she was before.

I had a feeling I was fingering her before or something, because she looks at me with a smile on her face, like, "You just made me orgasm with just your fingers" happy face.

So instead of friendzoning, I get a list from a fairly large notepad, and then I mentioned to her how we can do more of the fingering, and much more later on with her.

There's definitely something about Batgirl's smile that bothers me, it's like I've been socializing with her before or something. She looks peaceful, as if she can feel safe whenever I'm around.

Her exposing this fragility to me, especially when she still has her masks on gives me mixed emotions.

Things that I feel for dream characters.......

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11.25.2012

Desserts (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember going to some area at a top floor. The carpet is green, the lighting is a diluted orange color that spreads across the environment. It's the type of lighting that makes me imply that it's night time.

I saw a bunch of desserts ready to be served.

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11.25.2012

Akashic Records - Flashes of Intuition (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I decided to meditate while inside of a vehicle. I wasn't driving mind you.

I always assume that I have to travel somewhere to find my Akashic Records, or have some kind of puzzle solved before being "deserving" of my records. I watched a certain video on Teal Scott over the Akashic Records and how to access them, and deep meditation seems to be the best method for me.

Since I barely become lucid anyway, I might as well take the time to deconstruct my thought patterns, and hopefully overcome that mental state where sporadic thoughts are abundant. If I can get past that stage, I can reach a state of tranquility, and access the records from there.

It's really just intuition at it's finest. I asked for advice on how I can be productive more on my blog, and how I can get more views and all that. Not this blog, another one, and I won't link it because I don't want to get an infraction or possibly banned.

Anyway, I started getting ideas popping in my mind, all sorts of very enticing things I can do. In fact, I'm going to do them now before the end of the night, and I'm doing fairly well in ideas at least.

I'm still getting a writer's block, and with so many things to worry about like not failing my exams and such, maintaining the other blog with over 1,000+ views within 4 days...I'd say I'm on the right path, I just need to keep this up.

I've noticed that it's good that I'm sublimating my tl ; dr ability into making a lot of blogs in the future. It should be fun, and I plan to access my records again tonight. I really would like a path on how I could talk with my tulpa.

Because if that can happen like before my exam, shit....I'd be fucking HAPPY.

Sigh....the only way to find out is to do this meditation state well, and start getting serious, because I know there's a way for me to overcome all this stress. If not, I might be fucked for life, and I just might...never mind.

11.22.2012

Zombies, Hinata And Picture Taking (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside at an environment where there's this huge ditch, or slope going towards one. It's mostly grass that I'm on, and the sky is actually clear and bright.

There's few clouds, and the light blue sky dominates the aerial view here. I believe I'm trying to avoid zombies coming after everyone. They don't look like zombies, they look normal like any other human being.

Except they make the distinct moaning sounds, "Duuuuuuuuuuuuuh" or "deeeeeeeeeeeeer."

After running around for a while I realized that since these zombies look the same, I can pretend that I'm one as well. So I tried walking like a zombie, and made random groaning sounds. It works out fairly well, and I can interchangeably conform to pretending and back to my usual self to get some distance between the zombies and me.

I finally reach the top of the slop that leads to some weird looking water down a ditch. The concrete of the slope is a milky light khaki color, and I see there's an obese zombie wearing a white shirt and some shorts. He's looking up at me, and I decided I might as well make a huge jump into the ditch.

I ignore any fears that may accumulate during this huge fall. I stick my legs out as I'm bending my back forwards, and I stretch my arms out as well, waiting to balance as soon as I hit between the gap.

When I land, I immediately run up to the slope in front of me, passively acknowledging the zombie to the left of me. I finally reach the top of the other slope, and randomly moved around the other side of the grass area. I think I'm informed that I could've done a fire jutsu from Naruto Shippuden to burn off the zombies, but I didn't pay attention to it for very long.

The dream shifts, and now I'm in a room full of zombies, or at least they're moaning like them. It doesn't feel so scary at first, because these beings are not even concerned of my existence. I see Hinata, from Naruto Shippuden, look up at me.

She's blushing at me, and I think I wanted to save her from the zombies. It was like I had the wrong mindset in a peaceful environment, if no zombies wanted to attack me, why should I worry about what they'll do to me?

I grab Hinata by the waist from the back, lifted her up, and started to carry her around the area randomly. Then I noticed another Hinata, like the alt ego of her from the Naruto movie Kishimoto will release soon hopefully.

The one I'm holding is the shy Hinata, and this one is the complete opposite. I believe she looks at me with her Byakugan activated.

It looks weird, but she looks so hot when she was angry, I don't know why. I get close to her, and then something happened, but I can't recall. I don't think she was out to get me, maybe she wanted me to get her attention.

The dream shifts again, and this time there's a random girl with some guy who does a sneak photo of me with the camera in their pink phone. The flash surprises me, and she starts giggling. I tried to follow her, but I can't remember anything else unfortunately

11.21.2012

Kaomea's DJ entry (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm having those dreams where I read dream journals again.

And guess what? The DJ system is back, glad that things are safe enough to have them out again at least.

I'm scrolling down down some entries, and they're all a blur to me because I'm scrolling way too fast. I see the basic color of Dream Views, at least the format I have in waking life that's transcended towards the association I see here in the dream.

I see Kaomea made a post, and I was going to click the ">>" button to get to it. I saw that there were 11 comments overall in her post, and I scrolled down really quick to see what it was about.

At that time, I just wanted to see who was having a conversation with her, wasn't too interested in the content of the conversation though.

So I scroll up, and Kaomea has a lot of pictures of very strong sexual nature. She had a dream involving something really sexual and enticing, that she even collaborated a video that matched what she had in a dream.

But she takes bits of what occurred in the video, and made snapshots of them. In the majority of those pictures, there's a naked lady bending down on her knees. She has sweat and small drips of water at the right parts, the eye-candy....the breasts, near her stomach, her face, and near her vagina.

These same spots made her look majestic, she was simply beautiful when it comes to just looks alone. Her body was lean, tight, and fit. She didn't have abdominal muscles showing as much, but her contours around her thin and curvy stomach made that concern insignificant.

She's closing her eyes, has her mouth slightly opened, her dark red lips entices me to look at her face instead of the rest of her tanned and soft skinned body. It's weird to describe the texture of her skin. It was soft, like I stated, but it was also firm too...it was in between.

Kaomea basically made the pictures stand out more, and used as less words as possible.

After that, I can't remember anything else, other than being shocked at how much she exposed this female naked.

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11.21.2012

Elie's Etherion Goes CRAZY (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Let me give you a brief summary on what Etherion really is in the anime/manga series, Rave Master.

Basically just think of it as a power that can take off a huge chunk of Earth if it's not released sporadically.

I'm honestly surprised I wasn't shitting myself on how much power could've been released in this dream. And I'm starting to get why I had this dream.........the power of Etherion, its potential to destroy a world and much more is associated with how I'm not holding on to practical grounds in this world, and that maybe my passions are starting to become too chaotic.

Maybe. Just maybe...I don't a have lot of Rave master theme dreams, so it's probably a sign.

Anyway.

I'm inside a building, but that main point of focus here is that it's a fairly long hallway. The walls are white, the flooring, I'm not to sure of, it mixes around from blue, white, and other colors I didn't focus too much on. There seems to be some content on the walls, but there's so much paper stuck on the walls that it's too overwhelming to even bother looking at them.

They all had the same format, but were just in sporadic and random locations.

Which means there could've been a message my mind is trying to give to me.

I feel that I'm Haru Glory, from Rave Master, or at least just wearing his default jacket costume in the anime series. I didn't realize this until later, but I had a quiver strapped on my back with a few arrows on it. I also believe I had a sword, but my recall is a bit shady, so I'm not so sure.

Elie, one of the main characters in the series, seems to have Etherion going full blast, and everyone is fucking panicking on how to seal this power.

Yeah, that's what happens when Etherion is released...things go chaotic, she goes into a mini-coma, and all hell breaks loose in trying to seal it.

Spoiler for :If I were lucid":

If I was lucid, I would obviously use Rune Save and just seal the power, since it is an intangible power that can't be cut.

In summary of what Rune Save actually is, it's one of the forms of the sword Haru uses in the series that can cut things that aren't tangible. Etherion is not tangible in mankind's perception, so Rune Save....it doesn't cut tangible things...just intangible things.

Major contradiction, but that sword itself kicks ass if you know how to use it. Magers don't have ANY chance against you with it , IIRC on its potential.

I see that various people, that I can't really recall too well on their visages, are trying to stop Etherion from expanding, and potentially blowing up the place we're in. Their magic attacks are not working obviously, it's way too late to do anything.

Then I get the idea that if magic doesn't work on magic, that weapons like arrows will do the job. I guess the reason I was thinking that was because of the combat triangle in Runescape that I was so used to when playing it.

In short:
Rangers own Mages,
Mages own Meleers,
Meleers own Rangers

So I become aware of the few stacks of arrows in the quiver I have attached to me. I grip my bow out, take an arrow out of the quiver quickly, and aimed for Elie.

But I can't make the reflex to just shoot her immediately. I struggle, because I'm worried that I might injure her. I finally let go of the arrow and it doesn't AFFECT her at all.

If you skip to 4:43-5:07, that's the power of Etherion, at the initial stages, which is still kind of scary.

FUCK.

I have no PLAN B, C, D, E, F, G, H, OR Z!

And because I don't have the logic of Rune Save (the sword) applied to in this dream, I start to get worried on how to deal with this situation, while Elie is in a mini-coma, and the Etherion within her is going crazy.

After that, don't know how I solved this dream, maybe it just faded away....

11.18.2012

Hardcore Racing and Ron Jeremy! (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Asked my subconscious to help me wake up, keep my eyes closed, and remain still. And she helps me out here! <33333

I hear the alarm that I set, and I become aware that I'm awake, and I immediately enter the dream state within 30 seconds or so.

I get up from bed, and immediately checked out the window in my apartment. The light in the living room is on, which is a big difference than before. The environment is clearly different than in waking life.

There's a huge tree that's apparent near the front yard of the apartment complex, and there's all sorts of things that I could describe. I do a nose plug reality check, and then proceeded to open the door to the left of me.

I get out, and I walk around a bit. I noted to myself that I'm dreaming, and how I will have a stable lucid dream. I had thoughts that said, "wake up!" "wake up!" but they are immediately eradicated out of my dreaming mentality.

I'm completely immersed in the dream scene, and nothing is going to stop my stabilization in the dream at all. So I started to talk to Eva mentally for a few moments, and then I started to touch my chest more. I rubbed it more and more, and things started to get more detailed.

I'm walking on a newly tarred black road, and see there's curved road way heading to the left. There's this house to the right of me with a long curved slop going upwards. There's a lot of cars within this driveway, and the garage seems to be open.

I'm afraid, because I had a strong temptation to take one of the cars away from whoever owned all these cars. After a while, after seeing one car completely opened on both sides, I decided to go in quickly.

I head on the left side for the driver's seat. The car's exterior is a light brown color, and parts of it makes me presume it's a Lamborghini with a fix of Ferrari parts as well.

The interior is mostly black, and I realized the vehicle is already turned on. I looked to my right and noticed the front passenger seat is open, and the padding between the seats is giving me a bit of a challenge here.

I have to get up and move my rear on the padding a bit, and then I slam the passenger seat shut. I close the driver's seat as well, and then I tried turning my head back to check and see if there's any oncoming vehicles.

Seems the back window is completely blocked by the large brown sofa-like chairs, and I decided to back up either way, even if I could've smashed into another vehicle.

I start accelerating fairly quick, and before I know it, I'm already on the high way. I have amazing control, and I'm turning the vehicle around tight corners at amazing speeds. I'm seeing this all in third person riding the vehicle, and I'm mostly seeing the back and top of the vehicle for the camera view.

I make a few wrong turns, like going to the McDonald's drive-thru for instance. Everything still maintained a decent about of detail, despite all of the high-speed madness going on here. The atmosphere is mostly gray, and it feels like morning will arrive in a few minutes. After going crazy with these twist and turns, perfectly not hitting into anything, at least not hitting into everything, I'm suddenly in a NASCAR type of race.

Then it turns into a race where the field is open for any kind of car stunts. It seems Ron Jeremy, during this point in the dream is watching me somehow, and I'm led to this assumption because there's some random guy in a blue racing suit that popped up for a few seconds stating,

"Ron Jeremy hates it when you're doing this!"

"He hates it when you're trying to speed up the ramp!"

I'm speeding up the ramp, and Ron Jeremy doesn't seem to mind at all, in fact, I can sense him encouraging me to do the stunt, which I did with ease. After random driving and pulling off the ramp stunt, things calm down a bit, and Ron Jeremy gives an analysis of what happened.

I think he gave me an overall positive review, and it's hard to recall the exact words he stated, since they're typed or set out in a blurry font that has a lime green background behind it.

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11.18.2012

Women in Tubes and Insane Sex fest (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Holy hell, this was just....submission to the extreme.

Throughout this whole dream, I'm seeing things from above, so everything looks flat, but is still easy to distinguish what's 3D and what's not, but most of the environment and the people I'm looking down at are 3D.

Spoiler for 18+:

There are women in transparent tubes, and the interior of this Plexiglass material seems to be a light sky blue color that's glowing.


There are holes for them to stick their asses out to for men to penetrate them as much as they want to. Think of them as glory holes, except bigger so their asses can fit outside. There's several tubes with one women, and maybe two inside of them, and there's all sorts of action going on that it's hard to put in into detail.

I remember one female's ass cheeks had the sun tan lining in a shape of a triangle that's pointing downwards to her asshole. There's a male that holds her big ass on the sides, and thrusts her like crazy, and she has to submit completely, and she can't get out. So while he's rocking her, she's barely able to hold on to something.

The same goes for the other tubes, and it's kind of hard to distinguish if there's mostly vaginal or anal intercourse, but with the things going on in this dream, anything is possible.

After a while, it seems everyone is slowing down a bit, and I even see a male that starts cuddling with another woman that looks a lot like Lisa Ann.

I can't remember much after that.

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11.18.2012

Finding a Hotel (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm riding a bicycle, the type that hardcore cyclists utilize in those marathon races. I seem to be wearing a completely black outfit that's flexible, and conforms to the curves of my dream body easily. The leggings of this full sports outfit stops between my thighs.

I'm have lean muscle, and my whole body seems to be fairly proportionate. I'm riding a bicycle on a road, and I have my chest a few inches behind the bicycle front, and I have my arms in the "L" position as I use the lower handles you see in the same cyclist bicycle.

I'm riding fairly well, and I think a few people are riding bicycles as well. I get a phone call from my mother, and I quickly take it out while having one hand holding on to a handle and a brake. She starts asking me if I have enough stuff with me, and I start getting annoyed by this and told her that I'm just fine.

I hang up, and reached for my left pocket, and felt a paper-like material inside. I take it out, ignoring the road, and realized it's a $20 bill. It's a bit difficult capturing all the details of the money, but I do see the numbers for it. I put it back inside my pocket, and focused on the road again.

I started to speed up way more than before when I was distracted with the phone call. I didn't feel any pain whatsoever on my legs, and continued to pedal faster.

Eventually, the dream shifts, and now I'm near a movie theater that has a red color for it's exterior. It's raining at the moment, and I can feel the rain drops falling down on me sporadically. I quickly find shelter under the Theater thanks to the roofing of random extensions.

Because of the rain, it makes the atmosphere gloomy, with the dark gray clouds and aura everywhere. Most buildings are dull, consisting of shades of gray and black, while the movie theater itself sustains a high contrast of colors.

Then I realized that I can't remember the name of the hotel that I bought a room for myself. I worry a bit, but then realized I could call my mother. But then I get distracted, and I decided to explore this place a bit more. I look to my left, and I see a ticket booth with a blonde female inside of it. She's looking at a computer or something, and waiting for people to get near her to buy tickets.

Then I head for this random hotel in front of me that has a high contrast of colors like the theater, and I have a feeling that this could be the one I bought a room for, but I'm still a bit skeptical about it overall. The carpet within this hotel is mostly dark red, but it has fancy patterns with light brown borders, and a dark green color in the middle.

I think I have my shoes off, probably because I didn't want the carpet floor to get wet. I have some kind of awareness of where I left off my shoes, and proceeded to walk around bit in this hotel area. It looks pretty fancy, like those really luxurious hotels that cost like 150 bucks or more. The walls have a dark yellow to dark gold color, and the lights on the ceiling have a faded yellow-orange color, mostly leaning towards the yellow side.

I decided that I should try to find a Help or Information Center within this hotel. I look around the front out reflex, and no employee is apparent, or anybody at all. I could see the transparent Plexiglass doors for the entrance of the hotel in front of me, and I quickly glanced to find it's still raining outside. The environment outside is still sustaining the dull colors that I mentioned before.

I decided to go upstairs this time, and there's this elderly lady who is coming down the stairs. I really don't pay attention to her that much, but I noticed she wore a fancy light milky pink hat along with a women's suit and dress of matching color that ends near her knees.

She's dark skinned lady, and I believe she's wearing glasses. For some reason, she starts having a conversation with me, and I don't what she said to me to get my attention. I honestly was focused on finding help, and hopefully finding a phone source I could use, since I think my phone was probably fried from the rain, or that I forgot I had one altogether.

So I'm conversing with her, and I mentioned how I have a hotel room reserved that I paid $70 for.

"Only $70?" She replies.

I'm a bit spaced out with she stated that, $70 is a large amount of money, at least for someone like me, who has no job in the first place. She then starts talking about random stuff that I can't recall.

She's a good at having a gaff with, or should I say, a conversation with. Though she really isn't enticing at all, and I'm not attracted to her elderly composition at all. She does have a positive personality, an d that's really the only thing she has going for her, but come on, she's old, so I can't really be more insulting than I am right now.

More elderly women start to come downstairs, and I get a dream shift where I'm seeing things in first person view instead of 3rd person. It seems I'm on the first base that's on top of the set of red carpet covered stairs. I realize the walls have a milky Khaki or milky light brown color to them, and it was the lighting that I mentioned earlier that made it look like it was dark gold or something.

There are some long dark green leaves perching over the intersection of the walls coming together behind me at the base I'm at with the females. Because it's so tall (the artificial leaves), that's what shows the walls true color, that I mentioned in the last sentence.

The first female that I can recall is to the right of me, and she's wearing a white shirt with some gray colors mixed in. She has glasses as well, and has a pure mix of gray and white hair with a short hairstyle as well. She's light-skinned, light apricot color to be precise, and I believe she's looking at me or the dark-skinned lady that I mentioned before.

But I think that same dark-skinned lady is not really present, and now I'm with Whoopi Goldberg, who's wearing a loose black outfit with a swamp green color mixed with some gold lining going vertically along the buttons of the dress shirt.

Then there's another elderly woman that comes by, and she's fairly obese for her age. I noticed the other female to my left is obese as well, and there's a lot of sagging body parts for both of them.

I tried my best to just ignore my disgust with how they're looking, and their extremely tight shirts that seem to conform to every disturbing sagging body part for their torso. Apparently, to them, this body form of theirs is beautiful, but I still find that VERY HARD to grasp. I just keep my mouth shut, and then I can't recall what happens next.

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11.18.2012

Dude with Measure Tape Tongue (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this dream is a guy with a measuring tape tongue.

He has dirty blonde hair, and I swear he's familiar, like a variant of someone that I saw before in my Chemistry 112 lecture course last semester last year as a freshmen. He's wearing a white dress shirt that has light skinny blue lines going vertical and horizontally, along with regular blue jeans, and probably black shoes.

He sticks his tongue out, and a measuring tape line is coming out.

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11.18.2012

Balancing Corona With My Feet (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this one is that I was holding a Corona bottle for someone. I didn't know who, but I did my best to balance it with my feet. I believe I was on a vehicle that's moving, and I couldn't let it the bottle get too far away from me, or else it would break.

I spend most of the time moving my feet, trying to keep it in place.

Then there's dream shift where my Zune HD is on a shelf along with someone's Black Ipod Video device to the left of it. The room inside with the shelves has a dark turquoise setting to it.

11.17.2012

I'M PREGNANT LOL (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

16 and PREGNANT, OMgz0rs LOLzzz BABY SHOWER!

Okay, I'm lined up with my arms bracing against a female to the left of me, and there's probably 2-3 more females lined up just like that.

There's some random man walking around in a jacket. I had a color of red on the shoulder region, white in the middle, and red for the rest of the jacket.

It's hard to remember if he has it unzipped or zipped. And the women in line with the profile view of our faces parallel to what we're looking forward at, the glass windows far away from us, seem to be wearing red and white clothes too.

I look down, and my stomach is huge...HUGE. I look at the women to my left, and they're stomachs are huge, which is disproportionate to their actual body composition, which leads me to the assumption that they're pregnant.

Then I look at my stomach and theirs, and it's about the same radium, same surface area, same whatever you want to call it....I'm PREGNANT.

I'm pretty sure I don't feel like I have a vagina, so................


I wonder how things are going to come out!!! I rub mah belly, yes, "mah," and I swear I could feel something kicking. Oh shit.

OH SHIT. No water didn't break, thank goodness.

NOW FOR DREAM ANALYSIS TIME!!

This was taken from a site that I had here, but now it disappeared for some reason EDIT: Never mind, here it is:


http://www.astrology.com/dreams/preg...1/2-d-r-154570

A man who dreams of being pregnant himself is often in a situation where his virility or creative participation in the world is in question.

This occurs most among men who see themselves as less creative than they would like to be.

The dream serves as a form of compensation to illuminate the more creative facets of their personality.

Men who are pregnant do not give birth exclusively to children, but a wide range of objects that somehow support their mission in the world.

The first thing that pops up is that it's associated with me trying to tulpaforge, or maybe how I go about drawing. Maybe I feel like I can't be creative enough, I don't know. You see, just like the interpretation implies, my creativie participation in the world is in question, but I think it's just a question within myslef?

Bleh.

But if you are not actually pregnant in waking life, or even if you are a man dreaming this, is it usually about a new area of your potential or personality developing; a deepening relationship with your potential is producing a new area of experience, a new talent or facet of your personality. If it is still unborn – i.e. not yet expressed outwardly – it is developing. It can also be shown in the drama of the dream, how you are bringing to birth a new scheme or creative idea is ‘hatching’.

With this one, I really think it could be related to tulpaforging, making a slight dissociation, making an extra limb in your body that you are aware of that's extended. I hope this is the case, because I don't see much of myself being extended, even though the tulpa is an extension of myself.

Does that make any sense? Hahahah

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11.17.2012

Come Hither Woman (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So there's this blonde female wearing a black shirt and regular blue jeans that I presume is my U.S. History teacher, but she's nowhere close to any of them in waking life.

She looks like she's in her 30s, and she looks pretty attractive without any makeup on. I think she announces some kind of project we had to do, and what would be considered artistic for extra points.

I was a picture of a man in a red military uniform, probably the British redcoats, and he was wearing Khaki pants. He has one foot on top of a rock that's ideal for a foot pedestal. It's curved upwards, and then makes a downward curve, almost like a mini-uphill cliff.

I believe he's holding a red flag, and it's very enticing, despite its bland shading here and there. It was shiny in a few areas as well. The man is standing proud, your classic stereotypical manifestation of the ideal patriot.

Then after she was done announcing, I wanted to talk to her SO bad. After seeing the drawing, I wanted to show her some traditional drawings I did in waking life with a pencil. So I somehow find the same blue folder where I store most of my traditional media graphie portraits of people I drew in waking life, and waited for her to get near my area.

She was about 10 feet or so away from me, and I alerted her to come next to me. She comes slowly, and then I have to motion my "Come here" finger to her, and she gets really close to me. She has her hands on her thighs, and her spine is bending down so she can move her face close to my face, so that she can hear me.

I don't know why I wanted to speak privately to her, but has I'm opening the folder, I take out one drawing, the first being this one I did:

Spoiler for A little big:

As I'm taking it out, I turned to her quickly, and told her she should keep her voice down if she'll offer any advice on whatever it is that I'm asking her to do.

I even put my index finger close to my mouth, and I feel I'm showing her this to get an ego boost or something, and to see if she would give me a response if I could get extra credit for the high example of an acceptable drawing she put up with the patriotic soldier from before.

She tells me that they look good, and as long as I can fix a few things, I should be fine. I showed her this drawing I did at some point as well:

Spoiler for Another big one:

11.17.2012

Pinnacle of Perfection Tennis...AGAIN (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's this really short anime boy who looks like he's 5-8 years who is wearing a black cap, white dress shirt, and black shorts. He asks this anime girl, who looks like she's 16 years of age or so to play some tennis with her.

I had the feeling this girl was a REALLY good tennis player. She's wearing the usual Asian school outfit you would have engrained in your mind, white blouse shirt with a red tie in the middle, along with the insanely short black skirt.

She was playing the boy for a decent amount of time surprisingly, and I was shocked at how patient she was playing with him, because the boy had no skill at all.

Looking from the back of of the girl, I could see how she sees playing the boy. She can see all his weak points, and they're indicated on the green tennis courts with white arrows going one direction.

I assume these direction arrows were places she can hit the ball to. It all seems like this is a waste of her time, UNTIL the little boy suddenly unlocks Pinnacle of Perfection from Prince of Tennis.

Pinnacle of Perfection, in a nutshell, is the final gate where you have the assurance that you have fun playing tennis, and aren't worried about winning or losing.

Each ground-stroke the boy takes, they get more powerful, each grunt of him performing a backhand or forehand is replaced sighs of joy, them giggling, then laughing, he is having fun. His footwork augments tremendously, and he's so fast, I can't even catch up to him looking at the side view of the tennis court.

There's a big SWOOOOOOOSH, and he's gone. Then in a split second, he appears on right in front of the girl who is at net-play area now. He's floating in the air, and he slams the ball with immense force that it makes a white smoke.

I can't recall much from here, but I can assume the little guy owned the girl in a tennis match.