Linkzelda's Dream Journal

11/25/11

NON-LUCID
LUCID
Talking

I don’t know if I was Snake from Metal Gear Solid or not, but I had to shoot many enemies one by one. Eventually, they found me, but I took advantage of the dark and kept shooting. Then it seems I quit the game and left.

I woke up from this next dream at around 3:30 AM.

I wake up in my apartment and tried turning all the lights, 2 out of the three didn’t work. I assumed it was because I flipped the wrong switches. But then I had a flashlight in my hand, and it was glowing white.



I look at the image it made at the wall at night. I saw some markings and I find out it’s just markings of a jaguar.



Then I peeked outside through the blinds, and the outside is NOT like my apartment’s exterior environment. Now I know I was dreaming because there was a huge lawn in front of me.



The environment was gray and ominous, and I pinched my nose for a RC and was able to breathe through my nose…definitely dreaming. When I head out, I could feel the wind blasting my face.





Then I looked at my environment carefully and saw a few stores and some oncoming traffic. Then I realize I’m going down towards this area, like down the steps of a wider area (like the steps leading to the Lincoln statue or some kind of government monument, without the statue) in a setting that was grey and dark blue.




People look at me with cold stares, I think I even saw Sidney Poitier driving a car that had a dull color, and he’s looking at me earnestly as well.



I decided to the stunt Leonardo did in Inception and pretend I’m just part of a dream. Then perspectives change and I’m some guy who looks like Irving Lambert from the Splinter Cell series.





The stunt works and Sidney puts his eyes back on the road and everyone else around me went back to normal as well. I made sure to say that I was dreaming to stabilize it.

Everything was vivid to me, and out of a scale of 1-10, the lucidity was probably a 8-9.

Then I turn around and I see a guy from the show Seinfeld, Newman, I believe, walking somewhere. He turns around and looks at me with a surprised look with his mouth slightly opened and loose.



For some reason I was scared again, but I still retained my lucidity, and I tried talking to him. I was like “Woah woah now,” and decided to run away from him. I’m assuming he’s chasing me, and I dashed down and I think I ducked under this middle age lady who was fairly large in her pink night gown and pushed her off I think to distract Newman.

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200 Cheeseburgers and it's almost like the one I saw.

I continue running, ignoring all other people and saw a ledge above me. It was fairly high, and I jumped to it and grabbed on with my right hand and twisted my body to go with the gravity to land on top of the surface. That’s when my eyes opened in waking life.

Before this lucid dream, I was with my friend Rudy and we were inside some building and it had red carpet and white walls. This small chamber was open and it had black folders with some gold lettering or numbers to it. I look for my name, and as I’m doing so, I’m having a small conversation with Rudy about what would happen if we can’t find out names on the folder.



He said with a grin, “Well I guess we’ll be screwed.” And I added on and said, “What’s the worse that could happen? A nuclear explosion?”

He starts to laugh, and then I finally found my name, but I had to move the folder a bit to the light to see my name in black engravings on a black folder. But my date of birth was in gold, and another folder had the same birth numbers, but it was a female name (weird). Then I see two papers on the red carpet and picked it up. They seem to be the lab sheet analysis I had for CHEM 111 LAB at Texas A&M University.

I asked Rudy, “What are these?” He didn’t respond, so I said, “Oh from the trip…” Then he laughed some more.

Now I’m in a classroom and this black girl wears a shirt under her blue jacket (hard fabric) and the shirt was a skeleton with flames on the side I believe. The image was set up like an Internet meme. I knew I had more dreams, but they were really short.