non-lucid

10.08.2012

Kid Goku Loves Shrimp (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I try to convince Kid Goku to eat some Sushi, and it seems he's a bit too nervous, as if it was his first time if he did want to eat it.

Mother was there, but she disappears for a while. Then I get Kid Goku to eat some Sushi.

Dream shifts, and I see there's a bowl of raw fish used for Sushi separated from the rice and the wrapping. Whaaat?!!?

Seems Kid Goku is talking to someone outside, and it seems to be like a front porch or something like that. I don't know who it was he was talking to, but it seemed he had a good time talking to them, or maybe he's just smiling a lot at anyone.

I can't remember much after that.

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10.08.2012

Weird Math Exam (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm taking a Math Exam, and finish it at some point, I just assume there's a dream shift or a gap in recall.

I'm now standing up, I don't know why, but I guess you can do it in class, and there's someone who corrects mistakes on th exams or something like that. I thought it was for something else, like people who had the most answers wrong. Going by that weird logic, I peeked over at one of the presumed test graders, and saw that my name, along with two others to the right of mine, were placed on the list.

I try to calm myself down from panicking for no apparent reason, and I end up trying to think to myself and wonder what is going here. Eventually, I think I talked to someone near me and asked them why my name is one there.

The person responds to be and says that it's there so the test grader can correct the mistake that was on the exam before I took it.

I think it had a value of:

9/-∞ or 9/∞.

I replied with an "ooooh okay" type of tone, but I'm still confused on that value being there in the first place.

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10.08.2012

Christian Club w/ Strong Underwear Values (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Loooooooooooool, from enema toys, a video game female character farting, and now strong underwear values???? OKAY, this must be like some kind of shit filter my mind has to go through.

I join a club from my University, probably because I always see something to join this club, or that club, it's everywhere in this University that it gets annoying at times because it's hard to pick if you want to be interested.

Dream shifts and I'm sitting down one of those black chairs with the metal gray stick supporting it from the ground. It's the chairs that are curvy, both for the sitting area and the resting area. I think one of the leaders wanted me to fold my underwear a specific way WHILE I still have it on.... like they wanted me to get the two symmetrical fronts of the tighty whitey underwear I'm wearing.

It felt kind of weird doing it around people, but it seem they didn't mind at all.

What's worse is that after I go through all that, another dream shift occurs, and I have the feeling that I REALLY like this club, and I actually assume this to be a reality. Like, this club is legit....strong underwear values, and something else that made it awesome...whatever those other aspects were, damn....I was bloody happy.

YEAH, Link...fold the underwear like you never folded it before!!! Embrace the holiness of the underwear!!! Shout in the name of the underwear!!!

I'll probably be the only one laughing at that huh.

I woke up several times, and even woke up to the alarm twice (no snooze), so I didn't really do a WBTB technically.

10.07.2012

A in Organic Chemistry Lab?!??!?! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a laboratory, but it's completely different than the one I go into in waking life. The area has orange-yellow lighting, a faded khaki or light muddy colored flooring, and it was smaller as well.

The one in waking life is gray overall, obviously a bit bigger, and has white lights instead.

I remember reading a textbook, though I don't know what subject it contained, and it didn't seem to be anything related to Organic Chemistry at all....not even a single notion of reactions or anything of that sort. The place felt dark at the time when I'm glancing over pages in this textbook, though I'm pretty sure I was in the same laboratory room....I just had a weird vibe that it was true.

I felt a presence of a Lab TA, most noticeably, the one I have now for Organic Chemistry, Dr. K.

Dr. K is around the same height as me in the dream, she still has the petite structure, has her blonde hair tied up into a ponytail. She's wearing clothes that range from dark to neutral colors. There seemed to be a lot of ancient creature lineage in the textbook that I'm reading, there's all sorts of random information that is way too much for me to recall.

Maybe it could've been the lighting in the room at the time darkening a bit that's skewing my recall of this, but it seemed some information in the book involved creatures that lurk in the deep sea. Everything feels so calm in this dream, there isn't too much for me to worry about, it's weird....that's really abnormal.

Maybe this dream itself is probably just my mind attempting to make a lab simulation for what might happen to lab the next few days or so.

Anyway, after a while, I gave up reading the textbook, and I think the dream shifts where I'm at the south-west side of the room (just pretend I was north-east reading the textbook when you're looking at this screen), and I'm waiting for some set of papers to come out. It was weird, my alarm clock in waking life was there inside the lab, and it seemed there was a timer set on it.

I tried pressing a button, and as I'm waiting for whatever information on the paper that's coming out, I look up at Dr. K anxiously, and declared to her with a slight frightened chuckle,

"Almost done!!!"

I tried not to pay attention to her too much, I still am afraid of her a bit in waking life, but honestly, she's a kind soul, but just puts up the tough facade, considering she has to keep track of everyone's safety and such.

Then again...she can be condescending at times, even to me.....okay, let's not get distracted Link, she's like....in her late 20s man....

I look down on my alarm clock that's still serving as a timer for the laboratory, and it had the digits "38"' on it, so I assumed there was 38 seconds left for whatever information to get on the paper. I click on the button on my alarm clock, and the time is extended to 42 seconds.

Hmmm....that's 4 seconds apart....I wonder why just 4 second interval increases?

What?!?!?!? I start to panic, and decided it's not best to trouble with alarm clock serving to be a weird timer for something I have yet to know why I'm spending my time waiting for. I glance at my TA and back to the alarm clock, and the paper coming out for a bit.

I finally get the papers out, and I'm assuming these were results I needed to turn in the lab report and for her to sign her initials on it. I quickly run to her, gave her the papers, and then there's a dream shift where my grade is shown on a bulletin board.

Apparently, I made an "A" in the lab overall...I couldn't believe it, I would be crying tears of joy if that happened in waking life, and I was really caught in the moment that I thought this was actual reality.

I was confused on how on the board that "50 > A" was there, a fifty is greater than an A? Whaa???

I didn't care though, I was just happy knowing I got an A, and I don't even know how I verified me getting an A, I'm just enjoying the thought of the moment of presuming I had an A....weird huh?

After enjoying my triumph for a bit, I started to calm down a bit, and started to become doubtful about the whole celebration I gave myself just now. I stood there for a bit, and then looked up to Ms. K. (I should just call her Ms. K since she doesn't have a PhD...I think?)

I asked Ms. K if the A I received constitutes for the whole course load, and she responds (paraphrasing here),

"It's not for the whole grade, you still have to do the exam." (I'm assuming she meant the final exam for the Organic Chemistry Lab....and now I think about it....I probably should make a study guide, because these labs are pretty much a breeze with the right help....and the days are passing by quickly too)

I felt a bit disappointed that I wasted my energy celebrating over an "A" grade that was just temporary unless I did just as well on the exam to sustain that.

After that anticlimactic turn of events, I can't recall what happened next in the dream.

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10.07.2012

Asian Restaurant and Scone Dog??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I don't know how to title this dream....you'll understand...I think...in a bit.

It night time in the dream, and this place seems to be very familiar because I remember being somewhere like this before in a dream, I just didn't have the awareness in this dream at the time.

I'm at the back section of the abnormally formatted restaurant, and this area doesn't seem to be one for people to eat at. I didn't even order anything at the time, at least to my recall of this dream, so I guess I was trying to get out of the restaurant the other way so I could get to the shortcut.

I had to move a large stool that was probably 7 feet tall by lifting it up, and then placing it somewhere vacant. Then I did some random maneuvering, and finally got out of the area. The whole restaurant interior was a really dark shade of maroon, and it some of the material looked like it was made out of wood. I also noticed the restaurant really was formatted to have the Ancient Temple type of vibe to it as well.

After I get out, I'm at the huge empty yard, and I noticed there's a gray wired fence to the right of me. Yeah...this area is familiar, it's like a derived section that would lead to my apartment in waking life if the parking garage and fancy dorm section didn't exist.

I slowly walk towards the wired fence, and noticed a section of it had been snipped off that had enough room for me to go into it. But I didn't want to just go through the whole like that, I felt that something could've been to the right of me if I entered too quickly. It's because the right side of the area was blocked off by this small metal shed that I didn't want to go in the grassy area just like that.

I presumed a dog would be there, so I walked a few steps, stopped, and then said,

"Woof!" "Woof!"

No response....no dog I guess, then when I started to have more confidence that nothing would be there, I noticed a gold-ish brown tail wagging a little on the grass, along with a body attached to it.

Crap...but it seems whatever it is, it was sleeping, and it didn't have its face in my direction, probably because it wouldn't expect anything to come through this shortcut. I decided that I should go back to the area near the restaurant, and come in to the section the other way.

Eventually I do, and I noticed the dog has one eye opened, and I started to tense up, but after getting closer, I noticed that this "dog" is really just a really big bun (or Scone) shaped like a dog's face, with a cherry ball in the middle of it.

Wow....REALLY? I was worried over an inanimate object that looked like a dog? Wow...that's just...REALLY random for a SCONE to look like a dog.

Like really? REALLLLY? I swear, my mind must be full of crap....

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10.07.2012

Chatting with Alyzarin On MSN (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm logged on Windows Live Messenger, and I'm talking to Alyzarin. She's typing why she hates Sundays, but before I could see her reasons, I started to feel as if I'm going to wake up.

And I end up doing so, and I think I checked my alarm clock before I went back to sleep.

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10.07.2012

Asian Huts (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm not even sure if this was a dream, or one beginning to become one...if that makes any sense?

I'm walking in the middle of a path where there are some shacks lined up both on the left and right side. Most looked like huts, and for some reason, it felt like I was in an Asian-oriented environment. There's a random group of people that charges past me, and I'm wondering what they're in the rush for.

I think one of them tells me why, though I can't recall exactly. After they leave, instead of trying to catch up with the group of Asian people, I just stand there....

10.06.2012

Girls (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a group of women coming at me and saying,

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii Brandonnnnnnnnnnnnnnn."

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10.06.2012

Settle Things in the Past? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is a voice telling me to take care of something from my past....

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10.06.2012

False Awakening Trolling Me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

OH MY FREAKING GOD, IF I DID AN RC, I would've been lucid RIGHT THERE and then.................


UGGGGGGH

I wake up, and I noticed that my mother is in my room, and she's just staring at me and the window to the right of her. The whole bedroom in the dream looked almost exactly the one in waking life. Even the setting of the light emitting from the red blinds is there, somewhat.

It's obviously morning time in the dream, and the nightlight is also sitll on I think, which is another thing I wasn't aware of that wasn't on in waking life. I look at my mother, and ask her what she wants with me. She looks at some stuff on the bed I'm on, and I noticed that in front of me, there's some random things like a white rag with a turquoise font on it.

That same color font automatically makes me assume it's mine, so I grab it, and then I threw it along with the other stuff on a wooden foldable chair.

Wait a second....the wooden foldable chair is supposed to be RIGHT next to me to the left, NOT on the bottom left side from where I'm still on the bed! Dang it LINK!!!!

I look at my mother again, who's sitting down on a foldable chair still, and I think she wants me to wear a jacket or something like that without even talking to me. I just wanted to go back to sleep, so I grabbed it and wore it.

Then I go to sleep....

LOL,

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10.06.2012

I get Rejected and Punching Someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking down an area that looks similar to the environment in waking life near the Blocker Building at my University, except on the left side, there's a huge sidewalk slope. The whole atmosphere looks as if it's going to rain, seeing as there's a gray sky all over.

I'm on top of the same slope I mentioned above, I'm going down it and noticed someone familiar. I don't even know her name in waking life at my University, but I go up to her and get my left arm around her shoulder and walked with her for a little while.

She immediately rejects me within the first 10-15 seconds, which leaves me wondering why. I saw that she was looking for someone to pick her up. There's a guy driving a black car, and I assumed it was her boyfriend. The car door on the right opens automatically, and the girl leaves. She was wearing a green shirt, along with a long white dress skirt, and I think a white laced dress shirt kind of jacket.

Then after that, I go inside of a store to get something, and I get this urge to just find some random stuff and just waste my money in doing so. Then there's some kid pencil tapping on the metal shelf opposite of me. There's a lady that asks,

"Who is making that noise??

I look to the left, and the person looks like a guy named Brian that I knew in middle school is the one doing the annoying pencil tapping. He's wearing a maroon or dark red shirt, and I get pissed off at him, and threaten to punch him. He still makes the noise, and I yelled at him, and he finally stops. He tries to look back at me, but I am way too pissed for him to try and defend himself.

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10.06.2012

Eva Can Fart Too (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

WHY AM I EVEN MENTIONING THIS...

So I'm walking casually near a section at my University where you can lock your bicycles. It seems to be morning time as well in this dream, the trees look the same like in waking life, almost at a stage where the leaves are losing their natural color and are turning brown.

The flooring looks the same outside, brown cement, and there's even the dirt patch with the small tree on the left side of one of the walkways to get into the bicycle lock area.

Before I even get the chance to go in there, I see a blonde in a Black Latex Catgirl suit.

She's fairly tall, at least from 5-10 feet away from me, and she has her cleavage showing. It takes me a while to process this whole visual, and then she turns around and flaunts her ass at me.

She tells me,

"Come on!!!!"

She shakes her ass more,

and I'm hoping this came out of her mouth, but I hear a

*PBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBT* sound...

Dear mother of god, level of traumatizing is just.....too much.

"Come onnnnnnnn!"

She turns to the side where I'm seeing a complete profile view of her body and face

*PBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBT*

After that, things just go to hell from perspective, and all I'm seeing and hearing is her butt shaking left and right and PBBBBBBT farting sounds.

*pukes*

Women do not fart!! That's impossible!! >.<

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10.06.2012

Exchanging Souls (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Some statue that can move and talk like a human being is giving this random demon girl orders that if she takes someone's soul, he'll reduce her count by a lot.

I'm like hardcore paraphrasing here, there were some digits involved, but it doesn't really matter. The demon girl agrees, and all I can remember about how she looks is that she gave off a light violet aura around her body.

Then when she leaves, the statue guy starts talking to himself.


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Oh and I had another Dream where I'm at a Political Science class, and the teacher has on the board of some concepts on previous exams.

The second exam had a low average, and some girl said, "oh because of the trade exchange" concept or something like that.

10.05.2012

Buying Eyedropper Enema and Riding Crop Stick? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I downloaded an mp3 file of a Binaural beat that lasts for one hour, and is supposed to aid in Astral Projection. I set it on repeat for the whole night, and at some point, probably moved. But when I woke up and slept again, I finally recalled a few dreams while the beats are playing.

I'm inside of a store, and it looks like any regular supermarket like Walmart. I'm at a section where there seems to be some BDSM items at the end of the aisle. I noticed a Riding Crop is there along with what seems to be an eye dropper. It really looks like some cheap enema at first, and I get closer to get a better view.

At the same time, I felt afraid looking at it because I was worried people might look over at me to see what I'm doing. So I tried to do this whole process slowly as I could, and there were several moments where I tried to grab both items, but failed because I would jump a bit if I saw someone pass by. I finally get the two items and put them in the cart.

The dream shifts where I'm watching some people inside of a lab class, and one person seems to have a huge ass eye dropper that's probably the length from the tip of his fingers all the way to his wrists. For some weird reason, I would use that as an excuse if someone asked me why I have such a big eye dropper myself.

The guy with the eye dropper looked like your classic southern Caucasian male, he wore a red mixed with some dark color striped dress shirt where the stripes were going horizontally and vertically. He had a light gray shirt underneath this opened dress shirt, and his hair is messed up.

It's short and curly hair, and it look like it's regular brown hair, or dirty blonde hair. His visage obviously slows he's a bit chubby, and this is sort of augmenting him to look like a Larry the Cable Guy or Hardcore Hillbilly Truck Driver. He's talking with some people that I can't recall at all, and it seems he and the rest of the people are waiting for the experiment to start.

The dream shifts back, and I now have the Huge Eyedropper in my hand again, but no signs of the Riding Crop (I don't really need to whip myself, so makes sense).

I take a closer look at the eye dropper, and noticed the transparent tubing is way wider than it was when I first bought it. I could make a ring with my index finger and thumb, and that's the width of it. I also see there's anal beads, and each individual bead has a different color ranging from green, orange, and purple.

I assumed that you could pull out the black squeezing material for the huge eye dropper and use it on someone, but I didn't. I went to the bathroom with it, and the rest is history.........................

Actually, I don't know what I'm going to do with that, but I sure hope that it's at least a female and not myself I'm using it on.

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10.05.2012

White Horse Rolling in Shallow Water (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a fairly big white horse, very majestic and beautiful, that ends up resting on its side on shallow pool of water that looks like a fountain as well. It has long and pretty white hair, and it seems to be trying to get up, and it looks awkward seeing the whole thing happen.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.05.2012

Smelling Food and Almost Tasting It!!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm riding a bicycle fairly quickly on what seems to be a freeway. Most of the area consists of a lot of green trees passing by, and several gray roads with yellow dashed lines between them. There's another road branching off to some different area, and the whole path seems that it'll make it curved.

I end up going anyway, and the large green sign you see in traffic says something about. "Farmville" (looool, weird name to have that reminds me of the game on Facebook).

I really get lost and try to find any paths to take me back to the freeway to get to my apartment I'm assuming that I'm going to. I stop, forget about the bicycle completely, and walk around this random area. There's a red sign with white text that says "AMT" or something of the sort.

Then I go up to some wooden white gates that seems to be the entrance to get into some restaurant that has the format similar to "Denny's" in waking life.

It has some fairly racial content on the gates, and I think it was stating something along the lines of,

"Black Women Before they were Oscrzd"

I'm assuming the "Oscrzd" was a horrible abbreviation for "ostracized." I felt afraid going inside of this area, especially if it had weird text on the gates hinting it could be a racist restaurant. I go in anyway, and I see some Black people anyway, so maybe it's just my mind trolling on me. I'm on a deck that's covered by some shade, and there's round tables with white cloth on top and chairs organized neatly.

There's some food on the table, and I look at it, and I get a BURST of all these wonderful smells! DAMN IT, I could presume that my tongue was watering in the dream, because it's smells soooo good that I could literally almost taste what was there.

I saw Peace Cobbler or Apple Pie, and mostly just other dessert type of stuff. There wasn't anyone around outside here except for one random Black person wearing a swamp-ish green shirt and probably gray shorts eating something at a table.

I look around, and feel tempted to just take a bite of the stuff on the empty tables, but choose not to. I looked inside, and noticed there are more people eating, though it's barely noticeable. The wonderful smell of food was too overwhelming to me, and I forget what happens next.

10.04.2012

Alyzarin Filling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alyzarin wants liquids inserted her holes.

Yeah.....not going to go far there.

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10.04.2012

Sonny from General Hospital 6 Pack Abs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Sonny Corinthos from General Hospital is half naked and has six-pack abs and an overall lean, muscular body figure. He's talking to someone, but I'm not sure who it is, all I'm see is just him looking pissed off and pointing his finger at the person.

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10.04.2012

Prince of Tennis Sakusen Playing+ Walking with Chicken (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems I'm walking with fast food chicken breasts/tenders in a box that I have half way open. While I'm slowly eating the chicken, I'm walking down a diagonal path (but it's straight from my perspective) at an area near the Sul Ross Statue at my University, and the "Sakusen" song from Prince of Tennis is playing.

Like really? That's playing while I'm eating chicken? Like....am I suppose to say....


"Mada Mada Dane!"

*takes a bite*

"Mada Mada Sune"

*Takes another bite*

Then at 0:42 seconds of the video I posted above,

"Almost at the last bite!!!!"

Then at 0:52 seconds,

"You still have lots more to work on..."

Then at 0:55 seconds,

*final bite*

Then the rest of the song,

"YESSSSSSS I DID IT!!!!!!!!"

Then Tezuka randomly comes in doing Tezuka zone and says,

"Don't let your gaurd down....and EAT THAT CHICKEN!!!!"

LMAO. If that actually happened in the dream, it would make it a little bit more interesting. But really, that song added to this dream is SO random, I didn't even have it playing in the background in waking life at all, nor did I listen to it during the day....

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10.04.2012

I need a Pizza (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I walking slowly, or maybe watching someone do it, and I am/whoever they are is/ heading to an area that sells pizza.

"I need a Pizza..."

That's all I remember.

10.03.2012

Weird Science Lab Experiment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a laboratory where there's just a few long black tables with stools lined up in a row vertically when you're looking the screen this way. There's a list of instructions to do the experiment, and they're pretty easy to follow. While I'm doing so, I realized that the people sitting in the stools on both sides of the black tables aren't really doing anything.

I contemplated on what was holding them back, and then proceeded to wait for a while for some part to finish for the experiment. Most of the questions I'm looking on the paper seem to be personal queries. Then I remember being around something with a yellow color, and it was very distinct because the lab room mostly had dull colors.

I read the questions again on the lab instructions, and it turns out that there are more questions on the list now, and they do not even relate to anything to the lab. It's like the whole experiment I went through was useless when the answers just came like that. It's as if I needed to do the experiment, despite it not matching the instructions, in order for the answers to show up.

And most of these questions are self-help kind of questions like, "Can you Do it? YES!" or something like that.

Weirdddddddddddddddd, don't know how a means of motivation relates to lab....maybe it's a sign for me to keep being more positive even through rough times?

Bleh..

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10.03.2012

Two Invaders (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside a house saturated with orange-yellow lighting, and I have growing suspicions that two people will be trying to invade the house. I go to the location where I'm picking up the strongest vibe of this possibly occurring, and I see two random men trying to get inside the house through and opened window. I screamed at them, and they fall back and probably just stand there.

Before they do something else randomly, I think I go to the other side to open some door to tell someone that looks like my Grandmother that two men tried to invade this random house we're in. She looks left and right, and isn't even looking at me.

I don't know what happens next.

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10.03.2012

Fast Driver (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is being inside of a vehicle, like a Ford truck or a Jeep, and the person to the left of me seems to be in a rush to get somewhere. It's also night time in the dream, and I don't know why I'm in the vehicle with this guy, I have no faith in him being able to drive well at all.

*sigh* Here we go again with the N-REM randomness....hope this cycle of mine ends soon with a lucid(s) sometime before the end of this month.

10.02.2012

Assigned Sex Positions? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

There are these anime maids that are assigned to do a specific sexual position based on the sizes of their various body parts.

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10.02.2012

Artelis makes a Program (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm watching Artelis make a program, he's sitting on a black rotatable chair, with one arm in the L-position so he can have his index finger and thumb on his chin.

It seems he just initiated the program, and I can't remember anything after that.


I really need to start getting adjusted to sleeping early...this recall is horrible loool.

10.01.2012

Evil Prince of Tennis Shapeshifter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke around 2:41 AM in waking life....

I'm in a round hallway with orange-yellow lights saturating the area, and Prince of tennis players are watching what's outside through the windows. To name a few that I can recall on from the top of my head, there's most of the Seigaku team, most noticeably Fuji, Tezuka, Kawamura, and Oishi.

Kirihara, who is from team Rikkaidai is also there, and there's probably more of various teams there as well, but I can't remember all of them.

Fuji has a towel on his head, and his eyes are opened (that only happens when he gets serious in a tennis match or sees something amazing and tense from watching a match).

Apparently, the Seigaku team and random members in other teams are having a dining out party, and I see Ice tea drinks in the usual Restaurant cups with lemon slices on top of the edge of the cups. Oishi is showing the back of the Seigaku jacket I believe, and there's a digit on one of the long sleeved sides with the number "68".

It seems Oishi declared that this was the average height of the Seigaku members, which is about 2.23097 feet. (What the hell? The shortest regular member there is Echizen, and he's at least like 4-5 feet tall....that's impossible).

I'm mostly watching things in first person perspective, and I'm pretty sure I'm not a spectator floating around, and I get a feeling that there's a poser, or shape-shifter in disguise with a weapon, I can just feel my dream body tingling with negative vibes. I try to avoid this negative frequency, and I warn as many player's as possible that there's a spy/poser/shape-shifter.

I immediately hear gunshots, and Kawamura is preparing to duck, but I don't know why.

Maybe because of the gunshots were coming in his direction. While I'm seeing Kawamura on the floor taking cover, I realize that I have my whole body curled up next to an L-shaped wall (the enemy would have to move over a bit to see what's between the gap).

There's a door to my right, and it has two gray locks on top of each other, and I quickly turn them horizontally and opened the knob to quickly dash out of the door.

The environment outside is similar to my Aunt's in South Carolina, and I go through the small path that would lead to the entrance of her house with the tropical kind of bushes on the sides of the small walkway.

I go to the driveway, and a Black Jaguar car comes out of nowhere from the neighbor's backyard.

It comes onto the driveway somehow, it just magically passes through the small metal wired fence that's like 3-4 feet tall that would lead to the backyard. After the vehicle passes and goes it's own way on the road perpendicular to the driveway, I turn back quickly to see the shape-shifter point a gun at me through an open window.

He fails to shoot me, and I get more tense, and then he tries to shoot again, but he still fails to do so. I try to run, but I'm doing it very slowly, and frankly, it was pretty damn irritating because I have no sort of weaponry on my body, at least one that's apparent. I go to the right side of the road perpendicular to the driveway in this familiar neighborhood of my Aunt's, and the shape-shifter comes out.

He takes the form of a little kid who looks like the toddler version of someone (nicknaming people again) named Mo (a tennis freshmen when I was a sophomore in HS).

He's preparing to ride purple bicycle to get a beach ball with red and white colors (they are forming into a spiral) to hit me. Apparently, he declares to me that the beach ball is explosive, and he rides the bicycle down the small slope on the driveway, and the ball comes right at me, but I quickly dodge it.

Despite me not being able to run quickly, the ball came really slow. He tries to get a few more balls and random objects thrown at me by ramming them with the bicycle, but he fails to do so. I'm still feeling tensed up and can only run very slowly. This is where the dream resets or shifts to another point I believe, and I'm back at the driveway that looks like my Aunt's.

Another car comes out through the backyard of the neighbor's onto to the driveway I'm on, probably the same Black Jaguar with a female inside riding it this time. I remember she had a ponytail, looked like she was Indian, and she had glasses with the black metal rim on the sides.

Mo aims his gun at me again, but he's just making himself the epitome of a Crappy aim. I get to the right side of the road YET again, and Mo this time comes out with a Pit bull by his side. The shape-shifter has a baseball bat in his hand, and the pit bull has a white face and a brown body. It looks like it's about 2 feet tall, and the pit bull gets ready to come at me, but the pit bull betrays Mo and barks and tries to bite him.

Mo gets scared from this, and the pit bull was probably irritated with Mo ordering him around to try and charge at me. The pit bull goes back to focusing on me, but it's still just standing there, slowly walking a few steps and stopping. Mo comes at me, and I stand my ground. I focus on the incoming pit bull and Mo, and Mo comes first.

I grab Mo by his collar (sorry, the kid has a baseball bat and is mostly likely wanting to bash my head with it) and kick him out of the way, and then try to deal with the pit bull.

I managed to get both pushed back far enough to give me ample time to calm down, and I honestly don't know what I did in retaliation to deal with them both, but it must've been extreme.

I slowly elevate my top torso up again from having to bend my back while doing the fighting move that I couldn't see clearly at all, and after that, I woke up with intense feelings, and felt shocking sensations for a while.

Oh and, the 68 cm on Oishi's Jacket from before, that's about 2.23 cm tall, and the pit bull seemed to be around that height, maybe a bit more......WHAT?!??!?!?!

Coincidence or some vague foreshadowing? I don't know.

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10.01.2012

Father Studies for Medical School (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I'm a little child in this dream, something like that, it's really hard to verify this. There's some tennis match being displayed on a very large screen outside, and people from away on the huge grassy hills with other people sitting down are watching the match. The two people sitting down are apparently my parents, I could barely seem them, but their body contours from far away become clearer to identify.

The dream shifts to where my father is hugging me while I'm resting on the right side. He tells me that he has to study hard to get into Medical School...

That's all I can remember, and looooool, he did accounting...nothing related to medical school, at least as far as what he told me. Accounting was at its peak during his time, not medical...pfffffft what a stupid dream.

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10.01.2012

Novak Djokovic takes Statistics course? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room, and the professor asks if anyone is interested in taking Statistics in the future, probably to replace taking Calculus 3, which is similar to the options I have for Biochemistry in waking life. I raise my hand along with a few other people, and I'm sitting at the section to my left closest to the entrance.

The room is sloped deeply to maximize the number of seats, and someone who looks like Novak Djokovic mentions he's taking Statistics.

Someone asks how he got in it, and he declared that he had to get one of the highest scores, probably from a math placement exam, to get in. I see a value divided by 5 pop into my mind as soon as he declared that.

Then after that, the class goes back to paying attention to the random professor again. Then I realize I'm with a group of three, including myself. A random girl in the corp cadet outfit, which is a faded type of Khaki color, and she has a plump face, most noticeable on her cheeks. She has brown hair where the back side is balled up, and she has a device that looks like an iPad.

She has some weird extensions on it that's on the top and bottom layers, which leaves the rest of the screen available in the middle. The top section seems to be a keyboard type of extension for the iPad counterpart.

The next person in the group is some random dude next to her on the left side. He's chubby, and is wearing a dark blue hoodie jacket, light gray/white shirt underneath, and seems in a passive demeanor overall in class.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.01.2012

No Riding Bicycles in Building (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a class I have to go to that starts around 1:35 PM dream time, and the time now in it was 1:37 PM, and the apartment that I'm in, I could get to the class in maybe 2-3 minutes alone just by running as fast as I can. To be honest, it felt like it could've taken 30 seconds or less to get there, and even faster if I used a bicycle.

I get to class, and fortunately, the quiz or test we were going to have, teacher's assistants were still distributing the exam/quiz packet and Scantrons to fill in the answers for the multiple choice section. The lecture room has white walls, and there's dark blue carpet everything....on the steps to get to the rows of seat and where the professor's desk and and large table were as well.

Again, the class was formatted like that last dream, it was sloped down, to maximize seating arrangement, and I'm looking for a TA (teacher's assistant) who is handing out the blue scantrons, and then wait for them to finish the last row of seats so that can give me an extra one. I head for a random left handed seat all the way to the left side of the room. The room was structured to where it was it was curved, and it reminds me of my current math class room in waking life.

I go down to the seat, and I can't remember what I did next, so I assume there's another dream shift....

I ride my bicycle to get to class somehow, but I'm 1-2 minutes late again, but I don't think the professor cares about anyone being tardy for class. I looked at my Blackberry Curve phone, and realized I'm actually early, so the time changed dramatically from 1:37 PM to 1:07 PM, and then to 1:21 Pm without me doing a reality check.

The room actually had a different professor, but I didn't realize this until later on. She didn't seem to mind me being here, and I saw more students coming in to fill some empty seats for the next time, so I assumed this current class was almost over.

After my class is done, I ride my bicycle again, but inside a building. An old man wearing glasses, has gray hair, and is wearing a dark yellow dress shirt and Khaki pants tells me to not ride in the building. I feel embarrassed by this, and I stopped, and spent around 5-10 seconds lifting my bicycle so I could put it on my right shoulder. I walk like an idiot in front of everyone.

While I'm walking on the black tile flooring in this random building, two people seem to be having a conversation over something behind me, and I started to take interest of what they're trying to say. My audio starts kicking in and augments on their conversation, and I heard words that sounded like they were talking to me, even mocking me.

I get irritated to a point where I stopped, turned around, and told them that I know I shouldn't have had my bicycle in the building to ride on, and wanted them to stop making fun of me. They were two fairly tall African American males that looked like the counterparts to waking life versions that I had for a Comm App class in High School who were basketball players.

One of them immediately told me,

"We're not talking about that...."

And I turned around quick in more shame for me assuming they're talking behind my back, and now I'm going down an escalator with the bicycle. I trip and land on my rear somehow, but I managed to get up, and it's probably because the bicycle made my body out of balance.

It's weird thought, I thought I was holding it just fine when walking.....

Then I meet some person who looks like "Nin" (nicknaming again) in waking life. I don't know why he's here, but I figured I'd be nice to say "Hi" to him before he thinks I'm ignoring him or something..(you know those people that look at you, seeing if you get the same reaction of surprise that you know them as well, but haven't met in a while? Yeah...)

We have a general conversation, and I ask him how's college going for him. He takes a while to answer, and before he could respond, I immediately said his words for him.

"Oh, you just wanted to take some time before you do anything right?" (Meaning he wants to do some kind of other work before he goes to college I'm assuming).

He nods his head, we say our farewells, and I go back to my house to get something to go to another class, probably the same one in this new dream shift....there's an assignment that involves turning my vote on a worksheet, and I needed proper MLA citation, and it doesn't seem I didn't even do the assignment.

Eventually, I get the paper finished, and someone outside of the class before I go in has examined how the class is for me, and they're wearing a fancy suit and motorcycle helmet. I can't see their face at all, and the helmet is white with a black layer to cover their visage. They're resting their back on the wall with their arms folded, and told me that the class shouldn't be too much of a problem for me.

I go into the class, double check the worksheet I had to do with the proper MLA citation, and I can't remember what happens next unfortunately.

That person concealing their face with the bicycle helmet, it reminds me a lot like Light Yagami's father from the Death Note Movie where he wore a bicycle helmet during some small festival....

I know it couldn't have been him, the person felt familiar in terms of their energy signature, but now I'm not so sure....

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10.01.2012

Food in the Kitchen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in my apartment, and it's fairly dark inside. There's food left on the kitchen in various spots. Roast beef cut into circles done by my father I assume because I get an image of him when I see it....it's probably made for sandwiches I guess.

Then later on, I find fried rice in small to-go boxes, two of them, and there are a few ants crawling around.

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10.01.2012

Awesome Asian girl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet an Asian girl who looks like the counterpart in waking life that I had for geometry in High School. She's a positive girl and is open to me, but it seems she wants me to start the introductions and conversations.

She's skinny, has a slight tanned skin, and she has black hair that's a balled up ponytail. I meet her outside some area with brown brick buildings. She looks down on her phone, and she tells me she works 6 side jobs....

I couldn't believe this chick, she's this happy and has 6 side jobs? To the left of me, there's an Asian guy who looks like Tim that I had for tennis class as a Junior, and the girl is still a few feet away from me.

I tell Tim that it must be her free day, because those are a lot of jobs...and I realized I think I should help him go out with her, rather than me taking her out.

I guess what I did was just help him get a date with her, and that's all I remember.

09.30.2012

Gift and Aunt from New York (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of my apartment, probably busy reading something, and then I hear a doorbell. I only have a my white underwear on, but I still take a peek through the hole on the door to see who it is. I didn't see anyone there, but as soon as I looked down, I saw a small Black boy wearing a Black shirt and gray shorts.

I quickly try to find some clothes to wear, since it would be awkward being half naked in front of some kid, so I grab the nearest clothes, but I can't remember what I wore exactly, maybe a dark colored shirt and dark blue jeans. I open the door, and looked down at the little boy and asked him what he's doing here at my apartment.

He responds with,

"My momma said to give you this."

I replied,

"Huh?"

He extends his left arm to me, and opens his hand to show a small plastic container, a really really really small one, like the size of a paperclip. The boy leaves after he gives me the small plastic Ziploc bag, and I quick opened it up to see what's inside. It was transparent, but I wanted to know what they really were by zooming my vision on them more.

This looks an awful lot like the spare nibs and nib holder in waking life that's in a small bag.

However, for this dream, the metal holder that would've been the nib holder to take nibs out of drawing tablet pens serves as some kind of scratcher. To scratch what exactly is what boggled me, and from this point, I can't recall what happened next other than a dream shift.

I'm not looking at things above me, as if I'm lying down on the floor outside of an environment similar to my apartment. I'm still wondering who is the mother of the little boy who gave me the small gift. Then I see a blonde guy come downstairs to go somewhere, the stairs are similar to my apartment. A dark blue or black layered railing on the sides, and gray colored steps.

It looked like it just rained, because the skies were dark gray.

He was wearing a light gray shirt, and dark khaki/butterscotch shorts (the baggy ones with a lot of pockets). He's really skinny, and his visage, he looks like he could be British. He meets this lady that's not too far from where he went downstairs at the time, oh, and he looks like he could be 19 or in his early 20s

As I'm still in this awkward position of being able to see people from bottom to up, still feeling as if I'm lying down on the surface, I noticed that the lady talking to the same blonde guy looks familiar to me. I take a closer look at her, and she looks exactly like a lady I know from New York.

Let's nickname her "Gl."

Gl was fairly obese, she had quite a belly, and she looked pretty much in the same condition as she was the last time I met her in New York a few months ago. She's dark-skinned, and has her hair cut off, but she isn't bald at all. Think of the hairstyle corp cadets males would have to get...the buzzed off haircut, except for Gl, she didn't have it cut that far.

She's surprisingly able to talk to his boy fairly well, because in waking life, she had some kind of mental problem with communication, and would end up repeating some things over and over again. She's gotten way better the last time I saw her, and while she's talking to this boy, she's really exhibiting fluent language.

I shift my focus on her, since she seems to be the only interesting person at the time in this gloomy environment that looks like it had rained before. (Funny, the environment is just like this in waking life as well).

Gl is asking the boy some simple questions like,

"What are you currently majoring in?"

The boy responds,

"Parapsychology." (or something like that)

She then finds a way to extends the conversation more by asking more general questions, and there's one question where the boy is a bit shy and worried of answering properly. I believe it could've been a question on why he wanted to do the major in the first place.

As I'm still lying down around the grass near my apartment looking at them, I can't remember what happens next.

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09.30.2012

Let's See Who'll Die + Girl in Asuka's Red Outfit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Someone is pointing a gun behind my back, and I'm forced to comply to whatever they want me to do. I raise my arms up to show that I don't plan on doing any kind of suspicious acts of bravery. They guide me to an area up a ladder where there are a few people inside already.

When I reach to that area, I noticed some person sitting down at some kind of dark gray crate I believe. I looked around the room before paying too much attention to him, and the walls are all covered in turquoise. I have a lot of feelings piling up, and I get worried on why I'm lined up horizontally with people and perpendicular from the guy sitting in front of us.

It's hard to make out his visage, pretty blurry. Apparently, we're lined up so he can pick which set of people can die, while the rest are able to live.

Crap.

He starts moving his fingers quickly doing a "test" run on who could be killed, that heartless bastard.....

He eventually points at me during the process, and then a few others to the left of me I believe, which means the ones on the right are considered "alive" for now. The guy doesn't do anything at all, and by this point, there's another dream shift because I cannot recall what happened next.

It seems a girl in a red latex suit, or a suit that looks similar to Asuka's from Neon Genesis Evangelion, is escaping from the same environment I was in, but not, I'm spectating what she's going through.

She quickly goes down the gray ladder from the top floor, and there's some huge dude that somehow managed to either go down the ladder or come from the other side in the new floor she's in.

This girl had dark brown hair, and she kind of looked like Asuka, but some features made her look different. One, I believe she had a few freckles on each of her cheeks, and her face was a little bit more defined than the simple pointy chin structure of Asuka's.

She gets a light gray metal chain, and wraps it around the big fat guy's neck coming after her. She tries to choke him manually by going behind him and pulling the chain with all her might to hopefully choke the man.

However, something ends up going completely wrong, instead of trying to choke him completely, she lets go to quickly make the light gray metal chain into a noose formation, and lets the guy hang there to die. Because of the man's extreme weight, there isn't any need for him to be at a high elevation and drop down to be hanged.

He starts making faces of being choked to death, and he makes quick random motions with his mouth trying to find some way to breathe, but it's pretty much futile. The man dies, and there's blood dripping down on the floor near the girl in Asuka's outfit.

For the first time in my dreams, I actually see the explicit portrayal of someone dying, and blood dripping down as well. It wasn't too bad though....but still...after getting the censored treatment of not being able to see someone dying ever since I came to this forum....it's a pretty big step...

The girl gets back to focusing on escaping, and I'm wondering if what she did to the man just now was an unconscious sublimation due to her being traumatized and over-burdened with having to stay alive....

Anyway, the girl beings to run away from the guy she just killed, and there are guards coming in her direction. She turns around to go back near the guy she killed, and more guards come her way.

She trips on the same pool of blood from the guy she just killed, and as soon as she got up, the guards were already close to her....she's pretty much caught, no way out. Of course, she tries to struggle her way out, making grunting sounds as well, but to no avail.

She's brought back to the top floor, but it seems this same floor had another floor above it.

A floor within a floor? Floorception!!!

Superman appears out of NOWHERE, and casually walks in the opposite direction the captured girl in the red suit is going.

From this point, it seems I'm taking on the perspective of the girl in first person view, but I'm not able to control her or anything like that....maybe because she's still bound by the guards still.

However, Superman stops and reaches his hand out towards her so that both of them would do a bro fist.

As soon as this happens, her red suit starts glowing like crazy. It starts from her fist, to her lower arm section, and then to her elbow, and then a quick canary colored electrical surge forms around her body and disappears. Superman is already gone by this point, but now, the girl is charged up and is ready to kick some ass.


I can't remember what she did after that, but I assume she was on the start of destroying the guards behind her.

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09.30.2012

Lecture Room Study Group??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room that looks similar to my Organic Chemistry Lecture class, except this time, the lighting is completely different. It's saturating the atmosphere with a gold color, and I'm sitting near at the top section to the left.

Still sitting alone, with the rest of the people in the dream going into their own little groups, despite the seating arrangement being one long table going horizontally. I rest my chin on my hand, and just wait to see what's going to happen next. There seems to be no professor in the room at the time, and I noticed the few people in this room are starting to flock around this one girl.

From my perspective, I could only see the back of her head. She had light brown hair, wore a maroon jacket I believe. And like birds to a feather, flock together, I get up from the seat and join the group. I go to the right side of the steps to get to the row they're in.

They don't seem to mind me being near them, and it's mostly just females here. There's one girl that looks like another Alyssa that I knew in waking life during High School, she's wearing mostly black clothing, and has her hair tied in a ponytail.

Then the girl everyone seems attracted to glances over me for a while, and then I noticed I'm sitting or standing on what would be the left side as you're looking at this screen reading this. The girl takes more glances at me, and each time she does that, I feel a shock of energy....I feel that I need to pay attention to her more, despite her just being a counterpart of the waking life version of the girl I know in my University.

Every time she looks at me, I feel as if she's just shy towards me, seeing as when I look at her, she glances over somewhere else. It feels like this is a study group of some sort.

I can't remember much after that.

09.29.2012

Asian Restaurant Fighting Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside near a small parking lot, and it's daytime currently. It seems I just came out of some kind meeting. I'm wearing a gray shirt, and long dark blue jeans, and I look over to the other side at an area that looks like an Asian Restaurant.

I had a feeling people behind me were looking at me, and it was kind of annoying for a while since I wasn't looking back at all. I eventually decided to let the worry fade away and get ready to move to the other side. I'm going down a small road slope where cars could exit and join the small two-lane path perpendicular to them, then I walk over to some grass, and it seems that to the right of me is a huge gap.

The water in the middle of this long gap, if it is even water, seems to be saturated with some light brown substance. It seems that the top layer is hardening a bit, but the liquid below it is keeping it from looking like it was frozen. I didn't want to pay attention to it for too long because I felt I would lose my balance as I'm passing through the small path to avoid having to jump to the other side.

I finally reach this restaurant looking area, and it's fairly dark inside, and I assume they're just using the natural lighting outside as a light source, since most features of this building stood out pretty well. As soon as I enter the glass door, to the right of me is an Asian man.

He looks a lot like the chef that worked at this Vietnamese Restaurant before it shut down. He's wearing a dark gray shirt, and regular blue jeans with the usual spiky black hairstyle. He's shorter than me, maybe 5'5'', and it seems that he's still stoic as ever.

I go up to him, and I started to ask him questions on what fighting lessons he offers. He talked about Jiu jutsu (guess he forgot to say Brazilian Jui Jutsu instead), and he mentioned other forms of fighting like Karate, and the rest I kind of forgot. Then something triggered in my mind, and I asked him while gently touching his left shoulder,

"Hey do you know about Donnie Yen?"

As I'm waiting for a response, I immediately thought about Donnie Yen in the movie "SPL" (Sha Po Lang).

The guy responds in a very passive and uninterested tone,

"Yeah..."

Then I asked him an example of some move he could teach me, and he forms his hands in a weird way in which he intersects his fingers together and makes some weird hand motion. I don't know my initial response to this, but I backed away immediately from him because I was afraid he might hit me, even though it probably would've been a light impact.

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09.29.2012

Sivason and Yellow Blossoming Flower? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe this might be an extension of the dream above, but just wanted to make it separate because it gets confusing.

I'm inside a building with glass windows behind me, which is similar to how I entered the restaurant type of building in the previous dream, it was like a waiting section most likely in-case seats were occupied. It seemed to be empty, and I honestly don't know what I'm doing here. Most of the colors in here consists of black, turquoise, and green.

This area felt weird, it's like a small hallway with glass windows as surrounding border, and there were lights illuminating behind them in a sort of mystical way. It was like seeing city lights when you dilate your eyes....you know the vision when that happens right...when the lights become big circles and shine in all sorts of directions? Yeah, like that.

Then I see "Sivason" written somewhere, and it was near a picture, or maybe an actual model of a yellow lotus type flower blossoming.

There was an extension next to Sivason's name, and it actually could be reasonable enough to be an add-on to his name, but unfortunately, I can't remember what that extension was.

Then there's a random blonde female who comes into the other side where I'm parallel to through a glass door. She looks familiar, like one of the Biochemistry undergraduates I've seen do a presentation on Melatonin I believe. She's wearing some jacket, a light gray shirt, and a skirt, probably light violet or some kind of cool color.

She doesn't really look too enticing for me, since I only glanced at her for a few seconds. I believe she was complaining about something, but I decided to just ignore her anyway because it did sound quite petty, though I can't remember what it was exactly that she complained about.

09.28.2012

Scar and Paper (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wrote down two tags for this dream, but I should've written more.

The dream is associated with someone getting a scar, and then something involving white printer paper.

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09.28.2012

Crystals in Bathtub (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Somebody had a hold of some object that could form crystals contained in a white plastic bag. A group of people, maybe 2-3, wanted to steal the contents in the bag. The dream most likely resets to where I have to save him before they beat him up.

I looked at the person, and he ran away, leaving whoever is coming to get him to me now. The dream shifts to where I'm at a lower floor, somewhere, and I'm looking on the bottom of a bathtub, and I find crystals forming and hardening. They had a slight yellow hue to them, and it almost looked like brown sugar when it gets wet.

Then I have something along in the notes related to Space Pirate Sara, the blonde chick that appeared in a dream a few weeks ago, though I can't remember what she did in this dream.

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09.28.2012

Superman and his Doppelganger (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a building with purple or blue carpet flooring in most sections, and there were violet walls too I believe. It seems to be daytime in the dream, and there were large vertical windows that emitted the bright light outside.

I see Superman, and I'm not sure if he's fighting anyone, but then I see another person that looks like Superman, to some extent, that seems like he's preparing to attack the original one. Then what I have on the next tag is a thesis on a wall, and what I can recall from that is that it was more of a column with a thesis written on it rather than a wall.

The column was dark orange-red, and there was some random guy sitting next to the right of the column . His hairstyle was messed up, a bunch of curly hair, and he wore glasses with a thick, black, metal rim around it. I assume he's on the floor because of the whole deal with Superman facing his doppelganger, judging by how he shook his legs rapidly in fear.

What I have next as a tag is "Lois and Clark Kent together saying, "Mmmhmmm..."

What I can recall from that is that Superman and Lois are walking together. Lois seems to be wearing an opened mid-tone violet female dress shirt, along with a faded sky blue shirt underneath it. She also seemed to have been wearing a light gray skirt.

They're both looking down at something, and I assume it's just me looking at them in first person view, and they said in unison,

"Mhmmmmmmmmmm....."

Okay, today, before I typed this dreams up and had them in bite-sized tags, which I should definitely extend more than just 2-3 tags, the dream above with the Superman and the Thesis on the wall, I noticed that today in History discussion, we talked about the guidelines for our Thomas Paine Essay. Our TA mentioned something about the thesis, which was a pretty obvious thing to start with so the graders don't get confused on the purpose of the essay...just wanted to point that out.

09.27.2012

61 Point Relaxation Drawing Attempt (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I was doing a sketch of a women's body, and I was trying to remember as many points for the 61 point Relaxation technique thing as I could. I don't know what I was doing, and I'm pretty sure I missed a few points, but after a while, I handed it in to my teacher.

This same teacher looks like my Organic Chemistry Lab TA, and in the dream, she has her blonde hair tied up, petite structure, and she's wearing a gray hoodie with a blue shirt underneath along with regular blue jeans. She examines the drawing I did and she declares,

"Do it over again...."

I look at her in shock, but I couldn't really do anything but take the sheet of paper when she hands it to me. She leaves, and I feel pissed that I didn't get all the points right. I was talking to someone on the side, but I don't remember who they are. I do know that they were asking me what I will do now that failed to draw all points that I needed to pick out.

I pause and think for a moment, and then conformed back to being mad again and crumbled the paper and threw it somewhere.

I told the unknown person that I would have to do it over again on a new sheet of paper. For some reason, they were startled by this, and after that, I don't remember anything else from the dream.

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09.27.2012

Full Time Tennis Job (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Two guys are walking at random locations in daylight, I'd said it was maybe late afternoon time, judging by how the atmosphere upwards had this weird misty orange-red color. I realized it was Jon K. and John K. who were the highest ranked tennis players in a Varsity team I was part of in High School.

John K. is wearing a white shirt, along with black sports pants, and Jon K., I forget what color shirt and pants he's wearing, but he basically has the same format as the first one I described. It seems they're just having a regular walk-and-talk conversation, and then John K. pops up a topic on how both of them would be able to get some time to play tennis together.

He mentions to Jon K. that when he gets into college (since John K. is at my University at the moment), that tennis will be a less likely activity that he would participate in, and as the years progress, maybe they could play a bit more tennis, and eventually when they're done with college, they could attempt to go for full time tennis.

Jon K. responds to John K.,

"Yeah, that sounds like fun! It'll be easy...."

The environment they're contained in, if I can remember correctly, it's similar to a parking garage area, except that they're outside of it, and it seems they're walking down a road with no traffic whatsoever. The concrete had a dark vanilla type of color to it.

Spoiler for Random Waking Life Memories:

Ha, rich people.....it's really disappointing that if you don't have money as a constant medium to reproduce various situations towards developing how you play tennis to hopefully make it big, the dream is pretty much dead. But nooooooo, this dream reminds me oh how rich people such as these two can easily talk about it.

Especially when I know both of them attended those high class fancy tennis clubs while I just practiced on any court I could find with my father and try to watch videos to learn how to serve.

What's funny is that I finally was able to reach a huge achievement in mastering my Kick Serve. While the rain is dripping down my face while I'm waiting for my father to come to pick me up when I was done with tennis practice, I would toss the ball up with three fingers to make sure it didn't go out of place.

Then I would motion my left hand up to the sky, and do the natural kinetic chain movement for a Kick Serve, and I would still look at where the ball was in the air and do the whole motion.

That was how I could finally master it, just keeping my head still while programming my body to move all at once. It was amazing when I finally was able to apply so much spin that the ball was definitely going to go into the service box.

Now all of that opportunity to join a Tennis club for serious matches is gone, but hopefully I can get back to playing tennis for fun when I'm done with college and everything.

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09.27.2012

Man with Mini Shotgun (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's night time, and I'm walking through a random area that I have yet to develop a mental map on. I go to this hotel structured area, similar to a Motel 6 or your usual Hotel, and I randomly go up and down, left and right through this area.

After a while, I meet a random DC who's wielding a mini-shotgun, and it seems he's just randomly shooting it all over the place. As I'm almost on the path to go past him, he's already aiming the gun as the path that I'm going to. It doesn't seem like he's trying to shoot me though, though I am concerned that I'll be part of the crossfire.

I don't know why I'm in a rush or anything, but either way, this guy who keeps popping up at random locations where I'm trying to avoid him with his mini-shotgun starts to get annoying, and I realize that I'm basically running around in circles. There's another person, who is not a threat at all, and as I'm running around again a few times, I decided to stop, think, find another path, and hope for the best.

I eventually reach the less threatening guy and told him about the guy with the mini-shotgun still showing up randomly, and the guy points to a path that I can take (I think). I go there, and finally get out of the area, and I realize that to the left of me as I'm lying down on the grass, is a parking garage with walls consisting of maroon colors.

It looks similar to the one near my apartment, and I spend the rest of the dream making sure I stay concealed as possible on the grass that's fairly tall.

09.27.2012

Melanieb Links a Porn Site (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Melanieb apparently has an account for some pornsite, and she uploaded a random foreign video on a tutorial to do some sexual act.

Darkmatters commented on it and said it was great.

LOL.

09.25.2012

You Can Just Use My Password! + Eva In an Office? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in an area that resembles my university, it looks like it's going to rain because there's absolutely no sun present in the skies. I remember seeing a section of concrete with some pebbles fused with it, and a few trees here and there. The trees looked weird, they looked black, but it was probably an extreme hue of dark brown.

There's a few people around me, and I don't know why I'm here at all, I think I'm just standing there zoning out somehow. There's some part in the dream where I'm in an even darker environment, and I go inside of this small house that's actually a mini-museum of some sort. When I go inside of the house, there's this wooden rocking chair that has a shiny light brown wood polish to it.

Behind the resting area for one's back are words that are engraved. The font is sharp in form, like someone really took a chisel or knife to make it look like some serial killer wrote it or something. The house itself feels like it's smaller than it should be, and I can't help this inside was a lot brighter than outside. The lighting had a orange-yellow setting to it, the flooring of the house seems to be made of wood as well.

The walls, it's hard to presume, but I maybe without the yellow-orange lighting saturating the whole area, they probably would've been white, and I also think they had a series of small brown polka dots all over them as well. There was something about the message behind the chair that I wish I knew, because it definitely sparked my interest.

The dream shifts, I think, where I'm back at some section that resembles my university again. There's this girl who looked a lot like my SI tutor for CHEM 101 my Freshmen year. She had a plump face, brown hair, a cute smile, and was slightly chubby down there. She was wearing some kind of small teal or turquoise jacket, a white shirt underneath, and maroon short shorts.

(Just exclude the ruffles and vertical lines, and just imagine a maroon jean short shorts material and that's what she wore)

Her wearing the short shorts made me look at her ass and her thighs, and the thighs surprisingly looked smooth and had some glow to it. I think she wore default sneakers with white laces and a gray base with a white round section near the front side of her feet. Despite her not being the type that was attractive in waking life, but at least had an ass and perky breasts, she did make this gloomy environment that I'm in a lot more tolerable.

She then asks me if I want to go somewhere with her, which she eventually said it was the building for BIMS majors (Biomedical Science Majors). I asked her in sort of a passive-concerned manner,

"I though non-major BIMS majors weren't allowed to go into the building?"

She responds in a cheerful tone,

"Oh no! You don't have to worry about that" *giggle* "When we get there, you can just use my password to get in!"

I still was doubtful about the whole thing, because I really felt that I would be in trouble if they found out I'm not a BIMS major, and that I'm encroaching the area for no logical reason or something like that.

I eventually agreed with her.

Maybe I agreed to follow her because this environment would've just set myself for a melancholy demeanor anyway, and since she was probably the only cheerful soul in this gloomy atmosphere, maybe she would've directed me to a more positive environment. I go inside a building, and I'm at a huge office with her.

The environment inside, the main color was a mid-tone of Pastel Green all over the walls, and there's dark blue carpet flooring as well. I hear papers ruffling, the sounds of a really busy office of productive people most likely, or everyone rushing to reach their quota.

It's your typical office, certain blockers with a section for each worker that would have a computer, desk, and chair, and all sorts of stuff on their desk

I stay still for a while, and lose awareness of the girl I'm following just for a few seconds. I remember glancing over a lady who looked like my teacher in middle school in English class when I had Ms. East for Social Studies (she was an awesome teacher....she really loved having me in her class because I did so well in it)...

I still can't help but think that my motivation to do well was so clear during my childhood, as if it came naturally, that I didn't need to think about why I needed to do something, I just did it to the best of my ability....maybe seeing that same teacher made me realize that....and that I shouldn't worry about the current failures I'm going through as long as I just keep my head up and persevere.

The lady that resembled the past waking life counterpart of the English teacher, she had Black and slightly curvy and curly hair that went down all the way to her chin. She wore a white shirt, with some kind of polka dots, and even though she was sitting down, I had a feeling she was wearing some kind of pink jeans. She wore red lipstick, and the area around her eyes seem to have a little mascara.

She looked like she was in her 40s as well. After coming back to "reality" in the dream, I realize the girl who looked like Megan (the same one I described that was cheerful in a gloomy environment) is now back to being by my side again.

She has some papers in her hands, and I don't know what's contained in them. I continue to follow her, while I still had feelings fear and being in an awkward situation that someone might pick on that abnormal behavior and possibly call me out. But it seems that people were so busy in this office to even care or even look.

I eventually reach the upper areas, which I noticed transitioned to warmer colors than the cool from floors below. I finally reach a floor with the Megan counterpart, and by this time, I lose all focus on her. I think she disappeared at this point in time, and it seems I have papers in my hands now.

Maybe she gave them to me and left, I can't recall it too well. I noticed that my Biochemistry adviser was inside this building, in fact, the tone of her voice, ordering some student workers around, I presumed she was in charge of this section. Hm.....that's a bit ironic, my Biochemistry Adviser commanding a section in a building that I presumed to be a Biomedical Science Building...

I looked at her, and she looks at me, and we just have awkward moment of, "Dafuq??????" for a few seconds, until I quickly glanced somewhere else before she probably noticed who I really am. The environment in here was like at the bottom floor.

Busy people everywhere, tight work spaces that I have to move in awkward positions. People just kept coming in and out of nowhere, and while I have the papers in my right hand, I seem to be looking down at someone at a particular workspace in the office. I don't know who it was, but their back was facing me.

The environment that I mentioned in this room being similar to the red atmosphere you see in the Darkroom for photographs and such made it difficult to get a decent vision of the contours of their body.

As I'm typing this, I keep feeling it's the back of a female that I'm looking at, and she has long blonde hair.

The outer layer outfit she's wearing looks like a light brown pilot suit, which I think is the same outfit Eva wears in MGS3. Other than that, it's really hard telling if could be her or someone completely different.

I only remember advancing to them little by little, feeling the anticipation go up with each step.

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09.25.2012

Blonde Guy in Brown Sweater (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a blonde guy that looks an awful lot like a someone I know on the internet...yes I'm afraid ot stating who it is lol.

Anyway, it seems I'm going through some pictures mentally of this person wearing a long brown sweater and dark blue jeans. The brown sweater had a few stripes from the top and bottom region that were light brown, almost a vanilla type of color.

He had hair that went down until it was chin length, and these photos looked like he was posing inside of those small photo booth stands you would take with a friend or lover of yours, except that he was inside of a house. The house had a orange-yellow lighting to it, and he's sitting down at what seems to be a dinner table.

This dinner table had a fancy dark brown wooden polish to it, and the wood flooring was light brown with a nice shine to it as well. Some noticeable photos I can recall of him taking were:

-Playing a Guitar

-Sitting on a chair, and turning a quarter of his body while the picture is being taken by someone else where his bottom region is closer in the photograph than his upper region.

-He's making some weird hand gestures, along with weird facial expressions.

And that's all I remember.

I took a nap around 4:15 PM, woke up to alarm set for 7:00 PM, set it to 8:00PM and slept until I woke up around 7:50 PM.

09.23.2012

Pepper Seed Jar and Biochemistry Adviser Office (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside an office, and there's a lady to my right sitting at a desk. It has a computer, a bunch of papers spread out, the usual thing. From the front left, I see there's another door opened to another room near the main office, probably 10-20 feet away from me. Inside of that same room, I saw my Biochemistry Adviser sitting down looking at the computer.

Before I describe her, the office itself was slightly different than the waking life counterpart. My adviser's room is designed to where you can't see her unless you actually go into the room, because when the door opens, only half of her room is visible when you come into the main office before looking inside. Here, I could possibly see everything there, if the door was completely opened in the dream.

My advisory wore a dark gray polyester female dress shirt (it was a thin material), and a light gray dress underneath that. The door was slightly opened, and I assumed that I talked to her previously in the dream, but I can't recall what we talked about. But by judging my feelings in the dream, it didn't seem anything too serious, and as I'm close to leaving this section of the Biochemistry Department, I just happened to see to my right, pepper seeds.


They were contained in a circular jar, like those types where the ends would be cut (not literally) with rectangular ends, so the jar wouldn't roll off the counter or shelf. There was a black text that showed the price to eat the pepper seeds I'm assuming, and it was for "15 cents" each, with the logo for cents.

I didn't know about this until later on, so I took one pepper, and quickly put it in my mouth and chewed on it.

[My.....very....very...SPICY!!!

OH MY.......SPICY!!!!!!!! Its taste is hitting certain areas around my tongue.....

Ooooh, tasting the salt there......ooooh tasting the bitterness there......OH OH OHHHHH THAT WAS SPICY]

All that I said in brackets is how it felt in those few 2-3 seconds of chewing it (Note I wasn't really saying that, just added expression to how real the taste was).

I prepare myself to leave the office, but I immediately hear the lady that was to the right of me before I turn my back declare,

"15 Cents will be taken off.."

I respond,

"Ooooh....Oh! Sorry, I'll go ahead and pay for that right now!" (the pepper seed).

I take my left hand to dig through my left pant pocket, and heard some change jingling around. I take as much as I can out of it, and I quickly counted 15 cents and gave it to the lady.

I think she said "Thank you," and as I'm turning my back again to leave the room, I turn around once more and declared,

"Oh! I gave 20 cents instead huh?"

She quickly looks at the change with her hand opened, but before she could say something, I professed,

"Oh, don't worry about it..."

I left the area, and that's all that I remember.

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09.23.2012

Angelina Jolie Counterpart spams God Mode (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I looked up Pepper Dream meaning signs, and most of it foreshadows danger of some sort, be it through quarreling, financial loss, etc....but I feel that previous dream was just prelude to this one.....I can't really take dream meanings as set in stone notions of truth...but still....

*sigh* Anyway


Ugh....not this kind of dream again.....

Invincible DC+ me being a crappy aim or them spamming God Mode = GETS ANNOYING.

I'm inside a gym, and the carpet is dark blue, there are mirrors attached to the walls on all sides, excluding the entrance and exits I'm assuming. There's a pretty large collection of treadmills around this area. I happen to be close to one, and I believe I'm just observing what's around me.

There's this man who looks like he's an inspector of some sort, like to see if the gym equipment are in good conditions for gym members. He's a really picky guy, he has that really really really analytical eye going about these treadmills and other gym equipment.

There was one treadmill where he put his finger around some buttons, and he didn't like it at all. He takes his index finger off the machine, quickly wipes it off his pants in disgust, and declares,

"I don't like this at all!!"

Not sure who he's talking to, but he was looking at someone. I also recall that same man wearing a dark colored dress shirt tucked into some long Khaki pants I believe.

Then the dream shifts a little bit to where I'm near a dark-skinned lady, and she wants me to look through something that resembles that scope thing you see in submarines to check what's out there. As soon as I put my eyes near the glass to see what's going on through the scope, it's like I'm being transported to a completely different dream environment.

It feels like a video game now, and I'm in it. Whatever area I'm confined in now, it's moving, and it's moving fairly quickly. I find out I'm inside a vehicle or some sort, maybe it's not, but it is moving. I still have the feelings that I'm looking through the same scope.

While I still am, I zoom in on a lady that's inside of the back of a truck that's also moving. Before I go into details on her, here's how the environment looks like. There's a huge brown boulder, or mini-cliff on the left side, and there's a huge body of water on the right, though me and the truck that this vehicle I'm in is following are way above the water level.

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I see some area that looks like a town is coming up to the right far away, and finally, I see the lady. The scope has Thermal vision, so I'm mostly seeing blue, green, yellow, red, and some orange colors, but it's mostly just cool colors I'm seeing....that's weird....barely any body heat on this woman?

I don't think she's human.....she's mostly showing up as colors of blue and green throughout her whole body, and maybe a little hint of yellow and red on her forehead, but it was a very thin vertical line.


She's wearing a pastel green sleeveless tank top, and probably some short khaki dress. She looks like she's looking at me directly, has her lips slightly opened, with her teeth together, and she has pretty big lips. She wears some sunglasses with a thin metal frame around the lens, and she seems to not mind me looking at her.

But something about her bothered me.....it seemed she was up to something.

You know like one of those shows where some random person sees someone, but they look completely normal to them, but they don't know they're probably kind of serial killer or bank robber? Yeah, it felt like that.....

Something made me try to aim a weapon at her, but by the time I do that, the back of the truck seems to be covering half of where she is probably behind right now. Maybe it could be that the right side of the truck cargo she's in is exposed rather than the back. Or it could just be that the thermal vision from the scope can see through thick metal, and I assumed that the backside of the truck cargo was exposed.....hmmmm.


The truck makes a sharp right turn in this enclosed road we're on, and the moment that happened, I decided to just shoot the damn thing.

SHOOT IT SHOOT IT NOW!!!

Then all sorts of things happen, there's this rush, so many events happening....the truck speed up, along with the vehicle I'm in speeding up. Sometimes I wonder if I was just running as high speeds, because I don't recall seeing any kind of car roofs or windows at the time.

Anyway, the dream shifts, and now I'm in a room...I don't pay too much attention to it. All I know is that it consists of light colors of brown and white...like a Calypso type of setting...yeah, this whole dream has that vibe. I open a dark gray door, and I slowly peek out to my left....and I believe the Angeline Jolie counterpart is with some random old guy.

He's wearing a dark dress shirt that's unbuttoned, and probably a light gray shirt with some dark pants and shoes as well. The guy is fairly shorter than her, and she's pretty tall, probably 6'4", something like that. The mini hallway they're in, there's a window in front of them, and it's fairly bright, must still be sunny out there.

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The floor tiles are vanilla colored, and as soon as Angelina Jolie and the old man start, I quickly take aim at try to shoot her as much as I can. Crap...is my aim this HORRIBLE???? I panic, slam the door shut, and quickly looked at the gun I'm holding. It's like a default pistol with a gray coating around the gun head, and studded black material around the holding base.

It also had some weird attachment to the front of it that seems that it can be pressed for some kind of feature, though the split second thinking I'm running out of, I didn't have the time for that. I looked at the gun a bit more, and saw "Bronze Hatchet" labeled on it.

Ugh...another Runescape item reference? But the gun doesn't look anything like a hatchet!!! It's a gun....bleeeh!!

I need to find a place to duck for cover before she opens that door. I quickly find a table that has a decent covering spot, and I hide under there. The door opens, and I see just Angelina's legs walking, searching around the area in her first few seconds of entering it. Then I realized, my father is sitting down on the floor, bracing his back against the wall next to the opened door.

Shit....I get up quickly and aim my gun at her...and by this point, I just start going crazy, I can't recall perfectly on what happened. But based on me going nuts and worrying if she'll shoot my father or something, I assumed I just shot at her in fear, and it didn't seem to work at all. I noticed the gunshots sounded like the M1 Garand "ping" sound.

http://images.wikia.com/callofduty/i..._ping_CoD1.ogg
(Click to hear the ping sound)

Nothing is working on her....there's not a dent on her....and I think she has her gun in her right hand aimed near my father's head, and she's looking at me with her glasses off I believe. It definitely looks like an Angelina Jolie counterpart, or a doppelganger.

I aim my gun at the old dirty, and probably smelly guy, but the gunshots aren't affecting him as well. I know I'm not a crappy aim in a close-ranged situation, so these two probably just have God Mode on full blast.

I can't think straight, I don't know what to do, I don't know what she's going to do with that gun aimed at my father. They're just STANDING there, doing nothing, waiting for me to do something, but I'm dissociated from myself that I eventually just try to end the dream and woke up somehow out of fear of what would happen next.

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09.23.2012

Sensui and his New Light (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'll keep this dream short, because the second dream.....took a quite a while because I was distracted with some things, and I really should finish this lab report and pre-lab questions too before it gets too late at night.

Alright, I'm in a void....it's really.....dark...so empty...I don't see myself, maybe I'm just looking at this void in first person view, but I hear Shinobu Sensui's voice from Yu Yu Hakusho.

He talks about how in the darkness.....the blood was his new light.

*sigh* Too much ambiguity...

09.23.2012

I'm a Disappointment + Was That Windhover?? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and I'm holding a shiny gray metal bowl, it looks like the same bowl I have in my apartment that I use to mix pancake ingredients. The house itself resembles the one in waking life that I went to for summer vacation by the end of my Freshmen year.

There walls in the living room are Pastel Green, the flooring in that same area was dark brown with a nice wooden polish. I think my mother was there as well, which is really something I keep forgetting isn't a part of waking life at all....

I can't remember the details in between what I did inside of the house, but I think I tried to get out of the house again and escape for some odd reason. I ended up coming back because I was afraid of someone, like my father, catching up and finding me.

When I came back to the house, I played it off as if I just went outside for fresh air or something like that. Then the dream shifts to where I'm walking with my father in a completely different place, and he tells me,

"You're a disappointment."

I looked at him weirdly, and I can't remember what exactly caused him to declare, but I kept trying to talk to him and try to understand what it was that I did wrong. However, random things in the dream keep distracting me from trying to give him a rational explanation.

This next part is confusing, I can't even tell if I'm in my dream body, or if I'm watching Windhover, or if I'm taking the embodiment of Shiro that's on her avatar from Deadman Wonderland.

And here's my horrible sketch in the morning of Shiro....aHHHHHH....but it's really how I saw Shiro/Windhover/Me/I Don't know who!!! :c
(And those hands are Shiro's/Me/Windhover/Idk's hands...the hands look weird..but...don't worry about it xD)

Spoiler for Horrible Sketch of Shiro:

Even my thoughts started to become a distraction as well, because the more I tried to formulate words, the more a tingly sensation in my mind would initiate, as if it's telling me not to declare whatever thought came first.

I saw someone in spectator mode having their arms folded and hands open as if they were really trying to come up with something to say, but failed. I think the Shiro counterpart was wearing a khaki jacket and a white shirt underneath.

Unfortunately, that's all I remember for that dream.

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09.23.2012

Exam Review? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room, and it's pretty spacious. There's a huge screen that takes up nearly 90% of the whole wall that's far away from me. There's a downward slope, probably to be efficient with spacing, and there are a few people in here already.

I believe I'm already sitting down, writing things whoever is tutoring us at the bottom left corner is writing.

It was some math problem, but it seemed it had some Organic Chemistry with Equatorial and Axial positions. I remember the number "5" next to one of the two axis labeled:

X axis:______

Y axis:______

It seems the tutoring session for the exam review was coming to a close, and there was something about the problem that bothered me, so I raised my hand and asked.

"If you were to put the 5 on the axial rather than the equatorial, wouldn't it be reversed?"

Something along those lines, and whoever it is I'm looking at, I can't remember their visage well, but they nodded.

I guess I was right about something.

:shrug: