Today i dreamt i was going to the cinema, i was on the cinema reception there was a square glass separating me from viewing the person attending me. i could see her face though, when i got there i said "good afternoon, i want a ticket for gran turismo movie and a pack of popcorn please" I was happy because i was doing that by myself (i'm kinda shy so...) the lady said "There isn't any ticket for that movie" and i said "I want a ticket for gran turismo movie please" she said "there isn't any ticket for that movie" I looked up, to the movies board, i saw 2 same movies in different boards, they had a white cover and some scribbles on it. i choosed that one, when i entered the cinema room, everything was dark, i just could see the TV light, and i thought to myself. "Since she didn't asked me for a seat, i can sit wherever i want" so i was going to be back there, i pulled down the chair but then i changed my mind and decided to go further front, i could see the movie better. i sitted and i saw there was a different movie than i excepted, it was giving lacos de sangue (portuguese soap opera). i found it weird but i kept seeing it. then i found out my geography teacher was sitted next to me. Dream elements: -cinema room -geography teacher Technique used: MILD hours slept: 8 hours
This is going to be short because I forgot to write it down AGAIN!! ugh I am very disappointed with my self. I was a police officer with others who had authority and we had to work together to complete a task. But my dad was drunk so he couldn't do it properly and it was very frustrating. Two famous basketball players( I don't even like or watch basketball so I don't know who they could be) were raising money for charity. There were dogs and I ended up playing with the dogs with them.
Today i dreamt i was having a lunch with my dad and with beatriz silva. I was so happy to spend my time with her, i had finish lunch, and my dad told me yelling "Eat these meat!" i was kinda ashamed due to his bad behavior before beatriz, i did what he told me, to not cause any more trouble or yelling. Beatriz got up and my dad Yelled with her "Don't leave anything on the plate" she sitted down as well. *Scenario changed* This time the scenario was in the car, beatriz was driving, my brother was on the right seat, my mom was on the left seat behind, and i was behind my brother, i was lying on the car's "Sofa" but i was shrunken, i said "I will kill you" in japanese "shine obokurus" (i know it isn't) but that was what i said, or something among this words. and beatriz started laughing out loud. i was happy to make her laugh. Dream elements: -beatriz silva -dad -mom -brother -laying in car Technique used: MILD hours slept: 8 hours
today i dreamt i was in desert storm game, i was behind a rock, there was a sandstorm but me and my partners had to destroy those 2 tanks. i tried to take a peek and they shooted a cannon bullet. i threw a smoke grenade so they couldn't see me. i tried to sneak near them, when i got near them, i planted a c4 bomb, then i tried to go far away, keep throwing smoke grenades, then i enabled the c4 bomb, and they both exploded. behind my mates there was a helicopter coming above from that sand abyss, then my mates entered the helicopter. Dream elements: -Desert storm (game) Technique used: ---------- hours slept: 7 hours
non lucid *Me and my girlfriend flew in a car with by her sisters house. *Roberto's mom kept saying his name when he wasn't around. *Fell in love with a Japanese girl. *My sister gave my brother an awesome CD we all listened to. *Offering cake sincerely to all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. *Exploring a random house in my old apartment complex.
In this dream I had a gynacologists appointment, for which I arrived absurdly early, and was waiting for like hours. Then the gynacologist came to the waiting room, and said I was in luck, could see me earlier than scheduled. I said, oh good, because I am leaving on vacation right after this. Then the gynacologist and I hung out for a while, like we were buddies, just chatting.
I had it, but its gone, I must be so close to lucidity though, I can feel it
I am at my friend K's house and having a nerf gun war with her and her brother when I randomly get lucid. I (forget to stabilize) and try to recall what my dream goal is. (My dream goal is to complete one of the TOTM). But I falsely recall my dream goal and it is to manifest a weapon. (How the heck do you do that?!) The house immediately becomes abandoned and quiet. I am the only one here, but I can sense another presence has taken over. One that feels friendly, and strangely feels like it is the TV, phone, and game console. It may have been some kind of artificially intelligent computer program entering the technology around the house. One more note, if I were to look out the windows it looks to be nighttime. So anyways, I have forgotten my dream goal and decide to try and manifest a weapon. I hold both my hands behind my back and say "Setweapon: Handgun" (I like how it sounds almost like computer syntax.) I pull my hands out and in my left hand is a small plastic handgun that fires a plastic dart. (Remember we had been having a nerf war) But I didn't care, I wasn't trying to do anything other than manifest the weapon, so a toy is fine. I swap it into my right hand, and I begin shooting the plastic gun to find out that it was reasonably accurate. I later held my hands behind my back and said the same thing again "Setweapon: Handgun" It was the exact same weapon. (Heck yeah, dual weild!) But with two guns I didn't have a free hand to reload so I put both hands behind my back and simply said "Reload". I pull them back around and they are both reloaded. I fire them again, and now I am getting really excited and start taking pot shots at paintings and things around the room. I repeat the reload command about half a dozen times, making quite a mess with darts in the process. DEILD/FA... or something. Point is, the dream sorta glitched. -Skip the first part of this dream new, Kinda personal- Or maybe it's just so inherently stupid that I just didn't feel like describing it. Did you think of that, subconscious?! Well I get away from the personal conflict. [This whole dream takes place at K's house once more, but this time it seems like the house is huge, the ceilings are really high and the doors are really wide. I want to go into the front room and try to manifest a real weapon. I think about the weapon that I got as a Christmas present from those dream characters. But I can't manifest it because I don't know what it's called. I suddenly realize what it is called (god help me how). That weapon I got all those lucid dreams back is called a terminal detonator. I manage to manifest it, but suddenly sense that I am losing the dream, I can feel my body in bed and have no time to stabilize, so I wake up.
Updated 08-27-2014 at 07:38 PM by 53527
I got lucid tonight. The lucid dream itself was decent. I flew a bit, and I tried telekinesis, but with no luck. I find it sooo hard to actually do telekinesis.... Next time I'm gonna try a different technique. The interesting thing about my lucid this night, was not the lucid dream itself, it was the way I got the lucid. I was in a dream, and I forced myself to wake up. When I woke up, I didn't bother to RC or open my eyes or move, I just imagined a dream scenario in front of me, and the image slowly got clearer and clearer, and boom. I was in a dream, lucid and all. Maybe I will try this DEILD technique again tonight if I have the energy.
Morning of January 21, 2014. Tuesday. I am on the second or third floor of a large old building, likely part residential and part commercial, seemingly on Third Street in La Crosse, the street (and seeing it from the same building) where, in 1991, a large group of teens turned over a police car and set it on fire after the Coon Creek Canoe Races. Over time, it seems much like my (half - on my mother’s side) brother Dennis’s old apartment, which I have not dreamt of that much (and presently have no online references to it yet). I am sitting at a desk near the window, which faces west. I seem to be working on some documentation of some kind, perhaps an educational report for state government (one is due soon in real life). I seem to be somewhat distracted, though, as if my mind is trying to clarify where I am, but in a very subtle way. I hear about four teenage girls joking about on the street below. I think it is late afternoon. I look out and see they are looking up at “my” window. “Rasta rasta come out and play,” one says. None of them are familiar. “Oh no, he’s looking,” says one, running off but in a playful manner. (I am not Rastafarian, by the way - though I strongly relate to and understand the concepts of the “Babylonian system”, though older-style dub reggae is some of the only music I can truly get into other than styles my father performed as well as wrote.) Over time, I hear them talking and apparently planning or plotting something, but I am not sure what to make of it. I do not think they are left-over spectators of the canoe races. They seem to be “fans” of some sort, though I cannot quite make the connections and am not sure of their intent. I sit with my chin resting on my left hand, thinking. “Come on, I came all this way and you’re not coming down? What are you doing up there?” It seems one is a “leader” of sorts. I look out again, and am almost hit with a small package tied with a large blue ribbon that comes through the open window and lands on the desk. I read some writing on the package that clearly says “Dread” (supposedly addressed to me) and part of a note that says “Dear Dread”, which is interesting as the two words have the same letters. I am vaguely aware that I have dreadlocks, but only in a very loose sense and only a bit in back (my wife usually combs this out in a personal screaming session when my hair is pulled). I am not sure what to do. I had been working on yet another new style of dub with special types of frequency bands, but have not finished anything yet, due to my overly meticulous associations so far this year - even with inaudible phasing - nuances I often think of that most people do not even know exist. Curiously, these girls seem to know about my special abilities regarding sound manipulation, which only a very small number of people apparently know about if the huge amount of misinformation (even from “experts”) on the Internet is anything to go by. Still, it is hard to believe anyone younger could respect or understand that area of knowledge, so I am somewhat suspicious of their motives. I am also somewhat annoyed by their seeming lack of self-control in public. These thoughts pass through my mind, rather than anything relative to lucidity or even having fun of any kind. (I do not directly notice any musical instruments in the room - there is nothing studio-like about the room as it is more like a home business office.) I open the rest of the package and find that it is a larger hand puppet that is apparently a manticore, although its head is more lion-like at first. I notice that the letter has some rather unusual but precise anagrams of “manticore”. Looking at the list, I see: Romance It! Man erotic! Cream into! All of these being anagrams of “manticore” seriously puzzles me as if it was by design somehow, but almost as if everything that exists is a potential path to a different meaning. Another girl (possibly a version of my wife) who appears to be some sort of very shy “live-in secretary” is sitting at another desk near the middle of the room. I am thinking of going through business letters that I need to check, but my mind is wandering and thinking of inter-dimensional polarity reversal in “key” areas. It is as if I “almost” know how to open a gate or portal by inverting certain linear patterns so that others are then extant. I am trying to work out “zero pairs” into the concept and cannot quite get it, probably because I am thinking in fifth-dimensional ways, which is impossible to resolve. I am thinking of layered XOR functions (almost like a “she loves me, she loves me not” series, trying to work out if the end result will be a positive variable or a negative one), but then dismiss it, as the universe is not a computer, so that would not work. I put the manticore hand puppet on my right arm and admire the highly detailed homemade handiwork. It is soft and velvety and looks as if it cost a lot of money in special or rare materials It also seems to have dreadlocks as a mane, but in a subtle way. I sense my wife as a shadow on the wall, but the “shadow” is white and somewhat glistening instead of black (recurring) - likely based on the concept of photographic negatives. She walks around “on” the wall (that is, a “shadow” without a visible source) and my mind starts wandering again in concepts of fractal geometry and what connects where and what “door” goes where. Meanwhile, I start to play around with the hand puppet, moving it a certain way, its lion face becomes more of a man’s face by some sort of rolling section of material. Moving its mouth by way of my hand motions inside the puppet, large rows of sharp “teeth” come out, resembling shark teeth - and I play about making its mouth open and close, watching the teeth sway about, which are a bit like plastic or real bone attached to the velvety material and row of silk to simulate the “lips”. I continue to look at the remarkable complexity of the puppet, still thinking of the skills it must have taken to make it, thinking that the girls may have good intentions and respect for me. I decide to go downstairs, perhaps just to enjoy the outdoors or go for a walk. I put the puppet and letter on the desk. The cowardly lion from “The Wizard of Oz” touches my arm and says “D-D-Don’t go out there, d-duh, I wanna live, ehuh-ehuh…like dis…I don’t wanna see what’s out there”. I am annoyed by this “poor excuse for a lion/man” and say, slowly, going closer to his face, “Are you…supposed to be…Martha Washington?” and walk down the stairs. His sobbing becomes less audible behind me. Four girls are on the staircase near the doorway. The main one says “My name is Micra. I’m the one who gave you the note.” (It dawns on me that “Micra note” is also an anagram of manticore.) “Hello Micra. Would you like to tell me what is going on?” She has orange “vibrating mirror” somewhat kaleidoscopic eyes (normally such eyes are more silvery and highly reflective in dreams). In fact, they all have orange eyes, and with the small black stripes of their irises, I am thinking of tigers, but not quite in a threatening way…Tangerine Dream has a song version of the poem, and it flows somewhere in the distance… “Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?” She (the main “tiger girl”) touches my arm and fire emerges. The fire does not hurt, but I see my skin peel away, turning curly and black, flaking off, to reveal a bluish light underneath with differing “fibers” of darker and lighter. It reminds me vaguely of those “pills” that you light, and ash grows out swiftly, forming an “ash snake” - they used them for cheap Fourth of July celebrations going by various names, I think, such as “Magic Black Snake”, “Cobra”, and “Python” - not only that, dreadlocks remind me somewhat of these “Magic Black Snakes” and my own “hair” is transforming as such. Eventually I fly up into the air moving over the street watching them run and wave, looking up. The entire environment starts to resonate and cracks like ice, sizzling in vertical wave-like patterns into crumbs of concrete and destroyed buildings and streets - and four smaller lights fly away in different directions, the scene somewhat like stage curtains self-pulling apart to reveal what is really behind it all, and at the same time, being a giant manticore’s mouth opening up (but very spectral, almost ice-like in appearance) and “letting me out”. I am vaguely aware of the concept of the phoenix. The “comet rain” (yet another manticore anagram) spreads and becomes more pastel-like. My new “bat wings” carry me into a realm of stationary lights, somewhat abstract. I fade into the real morning. My wife moans next to me, complaining about the heat. “Cremation” is also an anagram of manticore… Additional layers of association: An old Tommy Cash record with the song “Free Man”, including lines such as “The king of the jungle is a lion, but you kill his freedom once he’s in a cage” and “If you only want a puppet then go buy one, if that’s how it is then I can’t stay”. Another song was “Four Strong Winds” with the line “You could join me if I’d send you down the fare”. This was our original plan but I moved to Australia. The four girls are the “four strong winds” of freedom, perhaps Earth, Air, Fire, and Water as well. An episode of “Grimm” called “The Good Soldier” (season 3, episode 11) features the manticore, which I not only did not know of prior to the dream, it has not aired here in Australia yet…we only just saw the last episode of season 2 - I will count that as precognition (or remote viewing?). It is one of the only newer shows we watch.
Updated 09-30-2015 at 03:35 PM by 1390
I have no idea when I had these dreams, but they are kind of dry. But here they are anyway. I was staying with my family at some kind of ski condo lodge for staying long term. The condos are built up next to a parking lot and they are these log-cabin type buildings about four stories high. Two condos are stacked vertically as well as perhaps 20 horizontally going down the row. We are staying in the bottom condo at the end of the building. Time to go skiing. We get to the ski hill and the chairlift takes us about halfway up only to find that (enter dream logic) all of the ski runs on the top half of the hill have replaced all the snow with sand. Me and some other guy (no idea who, not part of the family) decide to try to ski down the sand hill. We take a second chairlift to the top of the hill. We get to the top of the hill and find that on the side of the hill opposite the ski lift is a large ocean lined by a tropical beach. So how there was snow on the other side of the mountain... I dunno dream logic. We start skiing back down and we get to the halfway point where the snow starts again only to find my father waiting there. He explains that one of my cousins got sick and that another group of the family went to eat lunch; he had stayed behind to meet with me and (whoever that guy was) when we returned from the top. So now with this big overly complex family split up, I didn't know what to do. I can't recall what happened after that. I am at my family's favorite beach resort. (I've been trying to induce dreams there.) where there are two beaches. Supposedly it has become this new fad for resorts, so they had gotten a large dredging ship to build a second sandbar off out over the beach. The new sand bar was a very large sort of bean shaped island that was quite large, but it looked as though during high tide the entire island was underwater. This seemed to be because the entire surface of the island was made of smooth wet sand. I walked out on the island and noted that this "second beach" thing is strange, but never went as far as questioning if i was in fact dreaming. I still have to get three more lucids this month to fulfill my goal of 8. In one of e'm, I'd like to try and do the basic TOTM. Got 10 days. Let's do this.
Updated 08-27-2014 at 07:39 PM by 53527
Non-Dream Dream Lucid I recently had the longest dry spell I've had in a while. I think it lasted over a week. There was even a few days where I couldn't remember any dreams at all! So, I had to start all over from the beginning. First I had to figure out how to fall asleep which is the first step of lucid dreaming for me. I remembered, to fall asleep its best that I simply focus on relaxing my body and my mind. Once I figured out again how to fall asleep, my recall jumped back up to 3-5 dreams a night. With my recall back, I had to figure out how to become lucid. I went back to autosuggestion as my technique, telling myself before sleeping that I would simply try my best during the night to become lucid. If I become lucid, great! If I don't, I tried my best. Then, one dream, I was on a golf course in the hills. I was at the tee of a spectacular hole. A dogleg right par 5 with huge waterfalls beyond the hole. I flew to the corner of the dogleg to see the green several hundred feet below next to the ocean at sea level. I woke up, and while thinking about the dream, I suddenly found myself back in the dream and became lucid. I jumped off the cliff and flew to the left to find some flat land. I told myself I was going to let myself land. I hit the ground on my feet and skidded a bit on the gravelly ground before stopping. Then, I uncontrollably started to float in the air but again told myself I'm going to let myself fall down and land. I remembered my goal of getting a girl to kiss me. I looked around and saw several DCs walking around. I found a middle aged woman with dark hair. I asked her to give me a hug and she gave me a hug. I asked her to give me a kiss and she kissed me on the cheek. Then, I put my hand behind my back and called for my crush. There she was, short with medium length blond hair. She looked 20 years older but, whatever. Immediately I felt her hand and turned around. I asked her to give me a kiss and she kissed me on the cheek. Then, I asked for another kiss. She questioned this but gave me another kiss on the cheek. Then, we gave each other a few kisses on the lips. Satisfied, I left and walked around a bit, having no goal in mind. I danced a short tango with a very short DC before deciding I was done with the dream and woke up. This was the most satisfying lucid I've had in a while. I had been either waking up before I could get to the girl or had been getting refused by the girls. But, now I feel I'm back on track and am ready to have some good fun again.
Journal Entry non-lucid #9 Dream, non-dream (Comments) Background:I slept late, and I woke up at 4am. I read some of Stephan Labergs book and went to sleep about 6:00am. The first dream was fueled by emotion because I was angry that day. Again 2nd dream I have no idea where it is coming from. I get celebrity appearances for some reason. Of course false awakening because I do reality checks when I wake up. I don't know where the "sign" dream came from. Dream fragment 1 from 11:00pm-4:00am" Racist Black Guy": I was in a classroom, and my old math teacher from Calc II was passing back grades. Everybody was happy about their grades, I was also. My math teacher walked to me and said something funny then left. We were just sitting there waiting for something to happen. This girl, teacher's assistant, from Chem 120 walked in and told us to get to a chair. We all sat on same table. I sat next to, TO, he got up and asked me if I can hold his seat for him. As soon as he got up this black guy steals the seat, and he says, " I ain't even about to give back to him". He looked like a basketball player, way taller than me. I got mad after he said that, and I told him to get up from the seat. He started backing out with the seat because it was a rolling chair. He got up and he said," For real! you ain't going to stick with your own kind?" I told him that it is not about color or race. He got mad and said," You dark ass n*gga". I looked at my skin color, and then his. I started laughing because he was darker than me, and I thought he was joking. I then told him, " I love him for that" (for the joke). Despite my change of attitude towards him, he didn't change, he was still angry. He murmured something before he went in a different class room that got me mad. I went to this wall, they had little advertisement nailed to the wall. I picked out the nail, it was about the size of my fingers. I put them in between my fingers. I was now very angry. I didn't do anything though because he went inside the classroom. I carried this negative energy when I went back into the classroom. I tried to find the movable chair for my friend, but he already was already sitting down. I then put the nails next to him and sat down. The teacher's assistant then kept blabbering about how I am going to get a bad grade in class if I do that again. She told me what do you do everyday? do you waste your time? I got up and I wanted to brag about my grades, but I reminded myself very briefly that showing off is not for me and success is defined by me. Dream fragment 2 from 6:15am-8:11am" Mr. White's Hit list": I was at a gas station with Walter White from breaking bad. He wanted to kill this man because their was a hit on him. The man was heavily surrounded by private security guards. When we got their, me and a couple of other people convinced Mr. white to leave. It seemed at first that he would listen, but instead he became desperate and tried to run him over. The security guards immediately took him inside a building. After being a little shaken by the incident, he backed up the car and parked a block away. He wasn't deterred by failing. We wanted to leave. The man with the hit on his head tried to scramble to a car. While his security guards were rushing to get going this man shows up to the car and smashes the mans face with a piece of plank. His head was torn off. It looked gruesome because it was blood and stuff mean just gushing out, but it wasn't "accurate". In waking life the skull would have been fractured and stuff like that. Instead it was like he didn't have any bone on him. White wanted to make sure he was dead, he grabbed his gun and walked out the car. He walked very slowly and very calmly, while his face looks furious. The private security guards blame his and started opening fire on us. Dream fragment 3 from 6:15am-8:11am " False awakening": I woke up from my dream and started writing my dream in my dream journal. My sister shows up and starts talking to me about something. I wasn't listening, but instead trying to remember my dream. Then I woke up. Dream fragment 4 from 6:15am-8:11am " Sign": I was with my dad inside a car. I started having this nasty cough. I felt it to my bone. I told him I am going to need medicine. He advised me not to take any type of medicine. I was trying to get a very light cough medicine. We arrived at our house while I was asking him. The neighborhood looked very dark at first. It looked like sun was setting. People were running back and forth. I saw this sign outside of my house, on the side walk. I think it read "Here is proof for actual claim to this property" (I assume it was talking about the sidewalk). I then questioned why it would be there. I rationalized it by saying that my uncle must have put it there. I forgot that my uncle has moved out about a couple of months ago. I then tried to remove and realized that I wasn't strong enough and I went to my garage door. Incredible details in this dream, very clear, and I actually felt more connected to this dream.
There's a man coming down from his room to breakfast at an inn, somewhere expensive and in the mountains, there's snow visible outside, the place looks like a ski lodge. The woman he checked in with is sitting at a table, and he's surprised to see that she's still here, he half expected her to have left during the night. He goes and sits down with her, starts talking with her, but he's distracted, noticing that the innkeeper and his husband are watching them, not being at all subtle about it. This woman is someone in the public eye, and she's married or engaged to someone else, and the innkeeper looked a little scandalized when they checked in together last night. He says to the woman now, "That... Well, it wasn't an accident. And will you just leave?" By 'that', he's referring to something that happened between them at dinner last night that made it clear he wants her - but it's something small, like a touch on the cheek or the leg; they aren't having an affair, despite the impression they've been giving people. He stands up and as he leaves he gives her this sort of very slight bow, and says "Sleep tight, Sonja."
Updated 01-21-2014 at 12:22 AM by 64691
Tips: Today I don't have a video. But I have an amazing article I'm quite sure a bunch of people (including myself) could use! It's about setting dream intentions and unless you get everything you want to get done in your lucid dreams completed. Here's the link:5 Ways To Strengthen A Basic Lucid Dream Intention Entry: 1) I'm a reindeer. (this is my first reindeer dream lol) I'm in a field type place with my reindeer brother and he's talking about flying and travelling. "We need to fly around! I wanna see the world!" I'm the grumpy reindeer. "No we don't, we just need to survive." Then a crazy witch comes in trying to catch us and kill us. We run away and get away from her. (Now my perspective has changed to that of a man in a car driving, I'm wearing a black suit and black glasses.) The grumpy reindeer is riding in my passengers side. I'm trying to take him to a safe place. The other reindeer is flying over a traffic light in plain view. He tells his brother "I'm going off to be with Santa." Then the witch sees him flying and she's in her car. The traffic isn't moving so he gets away. Then there is another reindeer in a car, she sees him and pursues him without him knowing. The driver speeds off towards the safe place. We're at a swampy place, it's foggy and dark but I can see that the "water" is a deep green and mucky. I think I (the person) has to walk/swim through it while the grumpy reindeer flies over it. We're now in a white room and I'm the reindeer again. The man in the now clean again black suit is sitting in a black leather couch. I have a phone now and the man has changed into my mom, while I'm now myself. There is a small tv on a cart in front of us now. There is some explicit content playing on the tv. I feel awkward because my mom is just like sitting there ignoring it. Then it freezes on the most awkward picture. I walk around and look at my cheap phone. The same thing just popped up on my phone and I hit the exit button really fast. I look out of a window and the sun is rising and I think "Oh my gosh, it's sunrise and I still haven't WILDed! So I wake myself up. 2) I'm with a large group of people (around 20-30 people) and we're in a forest type place with a road, we're near a stop sign. I'm Billy from The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy ...lectedIndex=17 - Bing Images (The little boy with the hat on.) Some extra characters are here (Erwin and someone else). They tell me to take something from the thugs. They have something that looks like a ball of burgundy hair lying on the ground in front of them, it looks kinda personal though. I walk up to them and look at them and say "I'm not gonna steal your thing I just wanna see if I can take it." Then I do some crazy quick move, like swing my leg out and spin on the balanced one to kick the item into my hand. I smirk at them, and kind of taunt them. I guess they're angry now. So one of them tries to punch me but I block it and punch him at least five times before he can back away and he's kind of confused. His friend just looks at me. The other guy tries to punch me but I grab his arm, and throw him on the ground, grabbing his leg and stepping on his balls, not hard enough to hurt just a warning that if he moves then it's gonna end bad. His friend walks up to me and I see a card floating beside his head that's twice the size of his head. It says "Leaf Storm" a pokemon move, in my mind. I say "If you use that on me his balls are gone." I guess he thought I was bluffing and I saw him move to use it and I crush his friends testicles. The attack hits me but it doesn't hurt at all, it just stirs up a lot of leaves, and now I'm ready to kill him (this is happening more now) I walk out of it and look at him and his friend and say "Oh. Now you will feel my rage." This is where awesome murder scenes usually happen but this time it gets blurry and I remember walking over their limp bodies, I don't think I killed them I just beat them senseless and they've passed out, I mean they didn't even hurt me, they just pissed me off a little. I walk back to my personal group of Grim, Erwin, and some girl. Someone yells out that I should fight "Charla" and she looks like a black version of Mandy, the blonde in the picture, Charla has black hair and she's tan. But the girl in my group says "No, don't! I want you to exist!" then they pull out Mandy and she's heated! Like yelling and flailing, and I know how strong Mandy is so I decide to back down... Goals! - Remember something from IRL in a dream - Succeed with WILD and learn more about the relaxation stage - Meet Juroara and practice dream control (I completed my second goal from yesterday!)
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