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    1. Losing My Grip

      by , 02-23-2013 at 10:32 PM
      I doubled up the menthol at WBTB and I think it definitely had a strong effect on the early dream content. Also, it was cool to finally bring a DV member into a lucid dream! Reading DV during WBTB was a huge help, I think.

      Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

      Lucid #68: Losing My Grip

      I'm in a long bedroom, and immediately I realize that this is a dream. Wife is reclining on the bed in her winter pajamas, reading her Kindle. On the opposite side of the room is a large window with its curtains open. Sunlight pours into the room.

      "Hey," I tell Wife, "I'm having a lucid dream!"

      She looks up. "Good! Have fun." She returns to her reading. I know that I'd planned to go to Angel Falls for Task of the Year, but my head is buzzing with sexy thoughts. I look out the window for a moment. The sun's too bright to see outside and the window is consumed by a warm, yellow glow.

      When I turn my gaze back to Wife she has changed. The Kindle has vanished and she's gone from lounging in flannel pajama pants to laying over the bed in a negligee and booty shorts. My urges are going crazy. I decide that I'm not getting any of my goals done this dream. "What did you just do?" she says, looking amused.

      "It's the menthol," I tell her. "I had 6 bags of peppermint tea. I think it's making me frisky." She raises her eyebrows and tilts her head forward, looking skeptical. "It sounds like an excuse," I admit. "I make too much out of these drugs. Kind of like how I think galantamine gives me magical powers." For some reason, I turn and force-push a clock off of a nearby dresser and shout "Galantamine!!"
      (So embarrassing. What a dream-dork. )

      I join Wife on the bed and start to kiss her. The sensation is incredibly vivid and I start getting caught up in these really strong fantasies about what's going to happen. (These were crazy, cosmic fantasies that involved space, time, and dreams-within-dreams. Sadly, most of the details got scrambled up.) The fantasizing quickly runs away with me, and I'm close to losing lucidity. Before we can start doing anything, I hear the sound of little feet on the floor near our bed and a little voice say, "I see Mommy!" I freak when I realize that our two boys are here and lose lucidity. The sexytime mood leaves the room as quickly as it arrived. Wife is now back in her flannel pajamas and it looks like nothing was ever happening. I'm relieved that she's so good at acting normal.

      We go downstairs with the kids and start going through a semi-normal morning routine. After a very long time spent doing mundane morning stuff, the boys are helping me bake bread in the bread machine. As I'm taking the bread out out, R (my 1.5 year old) climbs up on the counter. Before I can stop him, he burns himself on the bread, bonks his head on the bread machine, and tumbles all the way to the kitchen floor. This scares me but the accident is so comically absurd that
      I regain lucidity.

      The boys run off and I see that Wife's looking at me. I tell her, "Don't worry, that whole thing with the fall was just part of this dream." She says okay and joins the boys in the den.

      I notice that the living room is filled with a strange darkness. I catch figures moving in the darkness but I can't make out who or what they are. They don't seem hostile, and I somehow decide that they're DV members and that I want to pull one of them into the scene. NewArtemis, Alyzarin, Xanous, and OpheliaBlue are in there. I catch little flashes where I sort of "see" their faces without seeing them. (It's a little hard to explain.) I choose to bring Xanous in. (Even though the sexytime mood from earlier is long gone, I feel like it's a really bad idea to bring a female DV buddy into a menthol dream.)

      I turn my head away from the darkness and extend my hand for a handshake. I expect Xanous to walk into the kitchen and shake my hand. After only a second or two, I'm gripped by a firm handshake... I turn to look, and hell yeah it's Xanous! He's in a gray t-shirt with some logo and he's laughing about something. Before I can say anything, he rapidly shrinks down until he's about a foot tall, but somehow I'm still shaking his hand.

      My vision goes black but I still have a hold on the handshake. I ask Xanous what he thinks I should do but he just says something unintelligible in a weird robot voice. The handshake slips away and I fall back to the gladius trick. This doesn't do anything, and I alternate between swinging a sword and slapping myself in the face. It doesn't seem to get me anywhere.

      After a bit,
      I wake up, staring straight at a wall. Wait, Wife should be where the wall is. Still dreaming. I try to move but I'm totally frozen. I start contemplating an OBE exit before I wake up for real.

      Updated 02-24-2013 at 05:03 PM by 57387

      Categories
      lucid , false awakening
    2. Akashic Records Real or Fake, Calling my Father, Creature, Kaomea PM. Alyzarin commands, and more...

      by , 01-04-2013 at 06:15 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      04.01.2013
      Akashic Records Reading Real or Fake? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember that I'm inside of a hallway where things are quiet but peaceful. There's a very big book in front of me, and the exterior is a brown color while the pages are slightly yellow.

      The room was a little dark, but there was a window right above me that was conveniently placed right behind the book so that I could easily read it. I couldn't remember the first pages of this book, and I probably wouldn't have been able to decipher them if I wanted to.

      So as I'm going through more pages, I finally noticed something comprehensible. For some reason, that page came out to me, like it tore out on its own or something like that. It stated about me having a 53% of something, and by doing these actions, I would an augmentation leading towards that event being more probable and in my favor.

      It was kind of hard to bear at first, and I don't really recall embracing the magnificence of the Akashic Records, probably because I felt I was in the lower levels of my own Records. The paper showed a graph somewhere on the right, and then there's a table that shows actions I can take that gives me a certain percentage if I accomplish them.

      Then I had this mentality where it was Thursday of next week I believe, or maybe Thursday that already passed for this week. But to be practical, I'm going to presume the dream or astral scenario was for the week coming up after this dream journal entry.

      So if I wanted to be in the clear for the event to be in my favor I had to get at least 10% to make it 63%.

      With the options below on the table, it seemed I had a pretty good chance in making this happen. After realizing this, it gives me a sense of relief,
      but I'm still not sure if this was simulated or not.

      Then the whole experience starts go into dream like qualities, and I see random people like Nick from Young and the Restless,
      so now as I'm typing this, the Akashic Records reading was either:

      - Real, but I dozed off and got the experienced intertwined with a random dream

      -Simulated along with the random dream

      - Real, but how I conceptualize it was associated with how I analyze dreams.

      Now the dream shifts where I'm planning out some of the activities on the paper that's torn out (this was obviously a simulation or something, because I don't recall your own pages actually being able to be ripped off or being able to be torn out.

      It was mostly things related to college, and then it felt like it was Friday, and I didn't have any kind of awareness on any percentage increase. I felt my time here was limited, and that things would start crashing down for me.

      Going into this self-induced pit of negative emotions, I start to phase out of my planning, if I had one, and I can't recall the rest of this experience.

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      04.01.2013
      Trying to Call My Father (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside a house I'm currently residing for the New Years break, and I find myself trying to call my father. The phone starts blanking out pretty frequently, which irritates me.

      My father picks up sometimes, but most of the time I can't even hear him at all. I didn't bother to check if the phone volume was on mute, but I didn't really want to do anything but to call him.

      The house itself has the kitchen light turned on and the T.V. on the left is on as well I believe.

      There's someone wearing an orange shirt and brown leggings or velour pants in the house that starts becoming annoying after a while and starts screaming, and I'm not sure if it's at me or my father.

      But when she's screaming, I hear the response from my phone. I get confused, and I can't remember what happens after that.


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      04.01.2013
      Weird Creature & Dave Chappelle (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      There's a creature consisting of orange and a slightly green tentacle. It's as small as a human fist, and it's moving around like crazy where I'm too scared to do anything.

      Dave Chappelle randomly comes into this dream, and I'm trying to throw a ball at the creature, but Dave catches it with his butt cheeks. He starts going random mode on me, and I'm trying to look the other way before things go into the shitter for this dream.

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      04.01.2013
      Kaomea PMs me (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Kaomea PMs stating that I could PM her every now and then.

      Huh?

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      04.01.2013
      Alyzarin makes me Respond Quickly (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Alyzarin wants me to respond to a thread with preset responses, and I do it quickly because she says it to me in a rush.

      I thought I created the thread, which was something related to putting what describes you as a tag or something, but it seems Erii created it before me.

      After reading my reply the second time, I felt this didn't really describe me. Then some random user below me with a Kid Goku picture for his avatar stated how he was going to describe himself, but I pretty much took part of what he was.

      A lot of people liked this, and I feel confused on what I actually did to "steal" part of his identity in the first place. I felt guilty either way, and then as I'm scrolling up to see who liked it, I saw Kaomea and 6 other people liked it.

      I was still speculating what I did wrong, and I felt guilty....lol...guilty over people who liked something that basically makes me look like the bad guy.


      I turned to Alyzarin and told her that she shouldn't have made me do that, and she instant messages me with (paraphrasing here):

      "I tend to do that a lot, get used to it."


      Huh???????????????

      This dream so random and incomprehensible to piece together.

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      04.01.2013
      Don't Bold, Italicize, or Underline! (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      It's pretty much the whole dream; someone tells me not to bold, italicize, and underline.

      It wasn't like that exactly, she made a blog post on how "Brandon" is violating the Terms of Service by doing these actions. Then she goes on to ramble on and on and on and on.

      Then I looked at the comments that seemed automated and a bunch of one-liners. Then after speculation, I realized this whole blog post was a bunch of BULL, and this didn't make sense AT ALL.

      Could've done a reality check, but nope.
    3. Splinter Cell Failed Mission, H20 Decision, Aly & Melanieb Chat, Aly & Roads (SDE Pt. 2: Day 27)

      by , 10-31-2012 at 10:35 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.31.2012
      Splinter Cell Failed Mission (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm mentally controlling Sam Fisher again from the Splinter Cell Series, and I'm in a dark area where there's quite a few guards roaming around in a pretty tight and compact location. Most of the area consists of metal framework of stairs and walkways that formed into squares.



      I don't know what I was doing honestly, but I presume instinct prompts me to just avoid any contact with the guards as much as possible. I'm just doing random things to prevent myself from coming into enemy fire, and I even have Sam get near the large and tall column in the middle of this metal framework of square walkways.

      There's a fairly large square object in front of Sam as he uses his whole body to grapple on the column. It looks like a C4, and I realized there's an ON/OFF switch. I make a whisper at the guards for no apparent reason other than to divert them the other direction, but the problem is, they're going to the source of the sound for once instead of going "Hmm?" and walking to some other direction where I can have ample time to sneak past them.

      The guard to the left I believe is bald, and he has an outfit that resembles Chris Redfield from Resident Evil 5-6. I think he asks another guard what the ON/OFF switch of the same C4 I'm near does. The guard replies "Turn it on."

      I start to panic, and I even put my hands out before the guard can actually touch it, which exposes my position, and they set an alarm for the whole area. The C4 thingy turns on of course, and the whole place blows up. Now I'm on top of a random building in the darkness, and I think there's a fat man to the left of me who's unconscious.

      He's wearing a white dress shirt tucked under his black dress pants, and is also wearing a red tie. I hear Lambert's voice, and he basically states to Fisher,

      "It seems that you've blew up the place, and your best friends as well...and you will not be getting a promotion for this at all."

      Now Sam Fisher is swimming in a random body of water with one arm, and holding the fat guy probably with his other arm.


      The music that plays when you failed a mission or died from Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory comes into the factor, and the mission ends.
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      10.31.2012
      Trying to Choose Water (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside of a store that resembles the Kyoto Sushi area that I occasionally go to in waking life, and I'm trying to buy some water from the mini-transparent fridge container. I open the container, and I see all sorts of water brands.

      I see one that looks like Aquafina, and I decided to go with that, and I have a hard time reading the labels correctly, and didn't do a reality check at all for that.



      I eventually realized that this water was used to make some kind of Cream flavored milk, most likely Vanilla, due to its white color.

      I asked the employee at the cash register about the confusion, and I forget what happens after that.
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      10.31.2012
      Alyzarin and Melanieb talk about Insecurities (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember is that Alyzarin and Melanieb are talking about "Insecurities" in #DV chat.
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      10.31.2012
      Alyzarin and Roads (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I think I'm inside of a car with Alyzarin, and we were talking about gray roads or something like that.
    4. Dr. No Has ED, [DILD] Eva Is a Miner, Alyzarin's Gradual Vision (SDE Pt. Day: 23) + Tulpa

      by , 10-27-2012 at 03:52 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Oh, I'm making a Tulpa. Sounds like fun, and it can help make college less bullshit.

      10.27.2012
      Dr. No can't get his Thing up (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Pretty sure is a dream frag.

      Okay, Dr. No, who looks nothing like Dr. No, apparently, based on what I'm recalling on random images, he has ED.

      Yeah, weird. Dr. No's Thing is basically saying No to Erection.

      LOL.
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      10.27.2012
      I can Duplicate Money & Eva is a Miner (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm near a brown table, pretty generic, nothing added to make it look a ltitle more appealing. I can make money appear by holding it with my left hand, and then take my right index finger and thumb to flick it around the center.

      Flick....money....another flick, MONEY. MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!

      Literally.

      I started out with coins, pennies, nickles, then quarters, and finally dollar bills, 10 dollar bills and ultimately 100 bucks. The 100 bucks came out of random when I was flicking the 10. Then I looked at the money duplicates, and they were fake. Either way, I'm still having fun creating fake money.

      I'm REALLY into this, it's so amazing destroying the dream economy like this, keep flicking and raising the inflation rate Link!

      I do a nose plug reality check,
      hmmmm, can't breathe through properly, or maybe I'm just not plugging it hard enough and breathing in.

      After a while, I head to an office to the right of me, it's a casual environment, quiet and empty. The carpet layer seems to be a mix of smoky gray and violet. The walls are probably a light gray color, and I stumbled upon Julia Louis-Dreyfus from Seinfield.

      She's wearing a black office suit, with a white dress shirt underneath. Her hair is tied about a bit.

      I literally asked her, with a full awareness for once,

      "Am I dreaming?" She holds the office phone, which is vanilla colored, to her chest, and does a nod.

      Guess who's dreaming? This guy.

      Then I finally, for once, get the urge to ask Julia if I can meet Eva right now. She responds,

      "Um, she won't be here until 17 minutes?"

      I asked her, "Why for such a long time?"

      She replies,

      "Because she's a miner."








































      Me: "What?!?!?"

      I just stand there for a while, and then started to walk rapidly into some door to my right that led to some dark area, probably the mining area she's in apparently.

      I lose lucidity from this point, I think, maybe I'm semi-lucid, but whatever.

      I'm at the mining area, and there's this black cave hole to my right. It has Minecart tracks coming out, and SWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH, in comes Eva.

      Now I'm seeing things in third person or spectator view, Eva is wearing her default costume from MGS3. I think she's coming close to me, and then wraps her arms around my waist and looks up at me.

      I look down at her, and I can't remember anything else after that.
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      10.27.2012
      Alyzarin and her Vision (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I meet Alyzarin apparently, and she tells me how it takes a while for her vision to come into full color.

      First she starts out with Red, Blue, Green Vision, and the Purple finally comes in to make her see things perfectly in full color.

      There's some other thing I did with her, but it was random.
    5. Alyzarin Gets Sexual, Weird Bicycle Tube Deflated (SDE Pt. 2: Day 13 Part 2)

      by , 10-17-2012 at 09:19 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.17.2012
      Bicycle Tube Deflated (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I took a nap from 11:40am to 1:15 PM, which I really needed, and managed to remember twos dreams. I set a countdown timer for 15 minute intervals before the whole hour and a few minutes of nap was up, which was probably key to recall a dream.

      I'm riding a bicycle somewhere in an environment that's similar to the Circular Road at the Clock Tower where only half of the road is the right way for the left and right side. It seems that I'm riding a bicycle, but I actually end up driving a typical white Ford Truck.

      It feels really weird riding a truck with the feelings that I'm riding a bicycle....I end up pushing the White Truck around the ring road around the Clock Tower, and I wanted it to stop. I guess I had more power to push it so easily and quickly than I thought I would have.

      Then I focus on a bicycle, probably this same one I was riding while riding the truck at the same time

      So much confusion here.

      Anyway, I check the tire of the bicycle the front one specifically, and I realized that it's starting to loose some air. There's only one way it could've done that, something must've punctured it. I slowly rolled the front tire to check for any nails or sharp objects. I saw that the valve that would receive the air for the bicycle was inverted.

      What I mean by that is that you know that little nib that gets the air for the bicycle usually goes through the metal to secure the tubing and tire? Well, it ended up being ON the surface of the tire.

      There was also two valves on the tire, which was weird. It could've been two nails or black metal objects, but it was hard to tell, so I presumed it was the valves with the cork screwed in.

      That's all I can recall
      10.17.2012
      Alyzarin gets Sexual....Even more (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Yeah, not really going to include it.
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      Updated 10-17-2012 at 11:13 PM by 47756

      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Tennis, Code Lyoko Krabs, Laundromat, Killer, Alyzarin, and much more........... (SDE Pt. 2 Day: 08)

      by , 10-13-2012 at 06:09 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Damn, this took a while to type. I had to shorten the second to last dream, since you know, I have to do human things in this humanistic planet we're on....like taking care of laundry, then studying for math midterm, and finishing up any Organic Chemistry Lab homework when I come back from the Laundromat.

      Heh, had a dream about Laundromats....and since that came up twice in one night, I figure I should search a general dream meaning...and found dreams with laundromats are associated with trying to change your overall character, rejuvenation, enlightenment.....well I guess that's 95% right, considering I'm trying to see my difficulties and negativity in life in a different way that isn't going to cause a breaking point for me...

      10.13.2012
      Ryoma Echizen and Kevin Smith (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I see Kevin Smith from "The Prince of Tennis" outside near a random house or apartment complex. The building itself consists of a very very VERY light sky blue color, and the window frames on the outside are bordered with white wood-like material. It seems Kevin Smith was doing something in order to get accepted into a team.





      What the heck, Kevin's hair isn't blonde!! Whatever, only picture I can find with both of them, since I'm too lazy to post two separate pics.

      I don't know for what purpose, but after he gets accepted ( I can't remember how), the dream shifts where Ryoma is trying to get into a team too outside. There's no one to try and prove anything to get int, it's just them alone. Ryoma gets accepted, but he doesn't seem too excited about the whole thing.

      Then after he's gone, I think I'm near the side yard of the house doing something, but I forgot.
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      10.13.2012
      Code Lyoko Krabs (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      This whole dream has that futuristic Sci-Fi theme to it, it's so apparent that it's a complete turn around from my waking life related random dreams. I can't recall too well on this, but I remember facing a Code Lyoko Krab (yes with a K), and I tore all four of its legs.





      I did so (or maybe it was someone else, but it felt like I did it) by getting behind it and grabbing its two back legs and forming them into a V-shape together, and then somehow got the front legs to to form a V two along with the back legs. Maybe there was someone else helping, but it's hard to recall. I finally ripped out their legs, and head of the Krab tilts over and falls.

      The Krab also seemed to be in the color range of violet or something of that nature. The dream shifts to where I feel like I'm a flight attendant, but like in the future. There's a simulation on a portable screen on the wall. It's essentially giving me a checklist of what I need to double check on to make sure the pilots are going to have a safe trip, and enough food to sustain themselves.

      I had a feeling my mother became one of those future sci-fi pilots, and I was assigned to occupy her safety and additional equipment. The list is followed by a computer generated voice, and it did basic checks like what kind of food do I have in front of me, and if I have milk or something else.

      I look down, and I see there' two candy bars, and I had the urge to just take them for myself. I think one bar was a Payday peanut caramel bar, and the other must've been a Twix that was half opened and contained in a silver wrapper material, and had warm colored font for the name "Twix," which I think was red.

      I can't remember much after that.
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      10.13.2012
      Tactical Laundromat Shoot out! (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Will I turn the knob to Permanent Press? Or will I put in a few more quarters to dry my clothes faster?!?!?!? Should I mix the whites with the colors and set them all to Cold?!?!?

      FIND OUT below!!!!

      I'm inside a laundromat, and there's maybe 4-5 rows of washers in front of me, on each side. The last rows on the left and right had a lot of dryers stacked up and down, and even all the way back from the rows in one long column.

      There seemed to be some weird situation going on in the Laundromat, there were these mini-figures that were causing havoc on top of the Laundromat. I don't know why, but I just had the urge to pitch in and do some Tactical Laundromat Eradication of the Enemy....

      Yeah...it's THAT random. It felt like a turn-based RPG game, where I would set out certain mini-futuristic figures on top of the huge washers, and hope that they can kill whatever "enemy" is on top. It felt awkward not knowing what's going on the top, because the washers are still too tall for me. So I just place my faith in my random selection of people with shotguns, machine guns, etc.

      I think I'm doing this creation thing from my mind, and throwing them up on top of the washers. I hear some small shooting it seems I'm doing pretty well. In the mean time, it seems everyone but me is clueless on the whole matter, and I start to wonder if I'm schizo or something, because I'm hearing all these small sounds, and yet these people are moving like they're lifeless.

      After a while, I can't remember what happens next, the small little shootings and sounds of the futuristic battle dies down, and I end up having a piece of shit on my hand. I'm not really shocked by this, I'm just focused on getting it off my hand and cleaning my hand. I don't know why I'm carrying shit on my hand, literally, but I am power walking, or jogging lighting around the Laundromat for some Water source with soap on the side.

      The dream characters are still retarded and just have the weird facial expressions. I remember seeing a dark-skinned female who was about 6''5' and wore a pink vest. She was kind of overweight, but like in a good way. Because of her height, it seemed most of her weight was distributed properly, so it's hard to presume she really is overweight.

      She also looked like she's in her 50s or higher, and yet still has an amazing body for her age. I think she ends up showing off her stomach to someone at some point, and it was flat, like six-pack abs flat.

      I remember some huge Asian or Hawaiian guy wearing a Burnt Orange shirt near one of the washers. I don't know what I do with him, but I do know that I passed by him at one point where I had poop on my hand.
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      10.13.2012
      Baseball Bat Killer (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember things feeling overly dramatic in this dream, I'm trying to run away from someone is trying to kill other people with some form of club, bat, stick, etc. I end up seeing the other people get knocked out, or die from severe head concussions from the killer giving them hard blows with objects in his hands. I can't recall the killer's visage too well, but I do know he was in the form of a child.

      I basically spend the dream running at random points, there's a lot of dream shifts, so I guess that there's a lot of gaps in my recall of this as well. Eventually the final part that I remember, someone, maybe me as well, ended up jumping these huge set of stairs and to the ground safely. The killer can't reach us, because he doesn't want to take that big of a jump.
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      10.13.2012
      Alyzarin makes Sexual DJ entry about me (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm talking to Alyzarin on MSN Chat, I'm assuming, and then she states that she wrote a long sexual dj entry about me. She mentioned it involved her sitting on my face, and rubbing her ass back and forth on me.

      I was like, lw43etuirwfode4er90dfowel45fowe9cvsdeioklr,edkfiw. @[email protected]?E#[email protected]

      I forget what happens next, and there were other things she mentioned that would be on the entry, but I rather not talk about them......

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      10.13.2012
      Riding a Skateboard, Sudevi, Laundromat Dryer of Ajna Chakra, Tran-sexual Store, Richard Cheese & Dancing, and Someone has a Mini-Heart Attack? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Yeah, it's one big clusterfuck of a dream! And wooohooo, I honestly thought I wasn't going to remember ANYTHING, but I guess the recall is coming naturally now. And I did a WBTB this time, and this dream occurs after the WBTB+WILD failed attempt. So GO me for recalling all this shit! WOOOHOOOO

      How is it going to help me for math midterm? I don't know! But at least my memory is improving!!! So I guess that's a plus! I don't even know what I'm trying to say here................ANYWAY, on to the dream!!!

      I'm at an area that looks like it's fairly busy, sort of like a mini-downtown New York, except that there's not a lot of apartments and houses apparent, just stores and restaurants that I didn't even take .000043 seconds to look at. The whole area is kind of dark, but the whole setting itself still portrays that it's at least morning or afternoon time.

      I believe I'm wearing my brown leather jacket, and regular blue jeans. I can't tell what shirt I'm wearing, and it's kind of hard to see my face when I go in 3rd person view. I know it has to be me, I don't how, I just know. There's a lot going on, and it's hard to recall them all, since there's a lot of events coming in at once in this dream.

      I end up going in first-person view, and I'm now riding a skateboard going on an uphill. I'm on a lane that seems to be of a different texture to the one left of me, like you know the extreme ends of a lane on a freeway have more abrasive texture to keep you aware that you're going off the lanes? Yeah it was like that, except, I didn't feel anything at all, I just knew this texture was different.

      There was someone else with a skateboard to my right as well, but I felt that this lane that I'm on is too narrow for two people to be close together laterally instead of in a line. However, it doesn't seem to be a problem, because my skateboarding skills are like over 9,000.

      There's a red car to the left of me that's getting close, and I think they're being careful not to get to close because they didn't want to risk getting any damages on their car or myself I presumed. It wasn't a problem for me at all, I felt as if I was going to get off the lane, but I managed to do some precise maneuvering.

      After a while, the uphill slope gets higher and higher, and I naturally, out of nowhere, jump off the skateboard, and was able to get it decelerated enough to where it stops completely for me to pick it up. I think I was doing a tail drag, but I'm not really experienced with skateboarding terms, and the only time I rode a skateboard was when I had a Digimon skateboard when I was like 10 or even younger.

      I pick up my skateboard, and I put it under my right arm. I have some difficulty doing this, since I tried to get the wheels from the front and back of the skateboard to not touch my brown leather jacket. It probably takes me 2-3 attempts to get the flat side under my arm, and I proceeded to go to the right at the peak of the uphill.

      I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm just observing where I'm going. It seems that there's a bus shuttle that is coming soon, and I'm wondering if I should go ahead and take it, but again, I don't know where I'm going in this dream. The bus opens up in a weird way.

      Instead of opening just one door, or an automated side door for those to exit from the back, the whole right side of the bus opens and lands on the ground. It doesn't touch the ground, so it's probably supported electronically. The bus stays there for a while, so I guess it has a 5 minute waiting period or something, just like for my University's bus loading zones.

      What I mean is final stop for the buses to wait for 5 minutes or so before doing another run.

      I look at the inside of this half opened bus, and I see a few familiar faces of people I've met in waking life. There's that one girl who dyed her hair red, and is still a but chunky near the stomach. She's wearing a really dark blue hoodie, and probably some type of denim dress skirt underneath.

      I decided that I'm not going to get on the bus, since I don't know where the hell I'm going at this point. I end up going inside anyway somehow, and then I realized....WHERE AM I GOING TO STOP AT???

      There's some random man in the bus to the left of me I believe that tells me that I should check for the bus stop numbers. I do so, since any kind of direction in this dream would help. I eventually find one bus stop sign that looks a lot like my University's sign. The number for the bus was "05" on the sign, and I presumed this is the same but I'm on.

      Then when I looked at the random stores and restaurants passing by, I saw a Laundromat, and something quickly triggers into my mind that...oooh, I have to go to the laundromat!

      But why? I have no bag of clothes to wash and dry....

      I just let myself go with it, and waited until the bus arrives near the stop at the laundromat. I get off, and there's a dream shift where I'm in a dark area. It seems some people are fixing up this random place. I see two females together preparing some kind of wood glue, and I carefully walk over these spots of glue, since I didn't want to waste their efforts of doing so in the first place.

      I try to find the near light, no matter how less dim it would be compared to the rest of this dark area. I go towards the exit, or outside actually, and I meet Sudevi, the mystic that has a YouTube channel.






      I get closer, and it really is her! In the most minimum value, a projection of her, but a vivid and nice one at least! I told her that I've seen some videos of her
      (I actually watched about 2 yesterday of her for the first time), and how cool it was to finally get to meet her her. I don't think I declared how excited I was to meet her in a dream, just her being "here," which is probably that biggest "piss me off moment" for not being able to do a reality check in this dream.

      She seems to be a bit shy towards me, probably shocked that I'm exerting so much effort into portraying my amazement of her personality on the videos I watched her on. I presumed she owned the Laundromat in here, or at least is a frequent customer.

      I asked her, stuttering for a little bit, maybe 3 seconds (paraphrasing here),

      "How much does it cost to use a washer and dryer?"

      She responds by declaring in a questioning tone, and I mean that I couldn't tell if she was saying it in jest or being earnest about it,

      "The dryer isn't operable because of its Ajna chakra." I take a moment to absorb all of this, and I just stand there looking puzzled. She then puts on a smile, and I realized she's just joking around. She's probably one of the more lively dream characters with a sense of humor, which is why she kind of made me stumble a bit when she stated the joke.

      I look at some area in front of us, and I looked up to find a sign that stated, "Tranny Women" something something. I think it was like a hangout for Tran-sexual Women, but the derogatory term kind of turned me off a bit. Then out of the blue, I told Sudevi that I have a fetish for Transgenders and essentially Post-op Transsexual females (MTF).

      *cough* *cough* *cough* *COUGH* MOVING ALONG........No comment.

      The sign was in white rectangular form, and the font was dark blue for the name of the area, and there's an image of those pictures of silhouette women you see on a car front or something like that.




      For some weird reason, this area feels like Hawaii, or maybe it's related to the environment in a video I watched of Sudevi with tropical trees, gray clouds that are actually a beauty to see, and having a calm atmosphere.


      She then looks at me with a neutral facial expression of questioning, probably to see if I'm returning the favor with the humor, but I was actually being serious with her. So after that conversation killer, I just declared,

      "Ahh....I probably shouldn't have said that huh.........."

      I find something random to say to distract her, but can't remember what...
      there I go again, being serious...and then having to do something stupid to distract people...I swear this habit of mine in a dream is kind of scary.

      What if I said, "I love it when women put their ass cheeks on my face and rub it back and forth." And then try to change the obviously TMI awkward conversation with some random joke like, "Why is 8 afraid of 7?"

      *sigh*


      She's wearing the outfit I put above, but I think it's mostly a green shirt or transparent dress with a red collar instead. After her little joke with the Dryer with a bad Ajna Chakra, she tells me the price for using a washer and dryer.

      "It's $2.00 for the washer and $1.00 for the dryer."

      For some odd reason, I thought that the pricing was outrageous, and asked her how much can the washer contain. She stated that it can take a big load, and the dryer the same, but just a bit smaller.

      Then I came back to my senses and stated,

      "Oh, it's just like the laundromat at my University....okay." and I tell her my thanks and left, probably to somehow magically find a bag of my laundry that I didn't have with me AT all in this dream.

      I wished I could've hanged around her a bit more. I know she's mostly likely just a projection of Sudevi, but she had the potential to be someone I could REALLY talk too...despite it essentially being a projection of myself in a vague way. Her sense of humor that shocked me is what entices me still when I'm recalling this dream. Okay enough of that slightly romantic attraction for a DC.


      The dream shifts, and it seems I'm either in the same laundromat, but with bright light sources, or a different one. There's a few Indian people coming in, and they all have Black trash bags stuffed with clothes or something like that.

      I remember that on my left, there's a fairly taller Indian man who is pretty skinny. He's wearing a dark blue sweater type of jacket, and regular long jeans. He seems to be taking out of his black trash bag some candy and other random stuff. I think the other people started doing the same, but I can't recall if they were taking out candy as well.

      The dream shifts again where my father comes into the laundromat, but here's the thing, he doesn't LOOK like my father at all, and yet I still had the conviction that he is my father.....

      He starts singing like Richard Cheese,
      here's a video below of his voice.




      I get attracted to this man's voice (not the guy mind you), and I didn't have any awareness of the name of the voice this supposed father of mine is doing an impression of until I texted Alyzarin this morning.

      He starts augmenting the tone of his voice, and I can't remember what the song was about, but it obviously altered the environment in the Laundromat from a white light atmosphere to one of a vibrant orange light.

      The dream shifts where I see Calvin from Tyler Perry's "House of Payne" wearing a brown leather jacket, and brown leather long pants. He's doing some weird dance moves with someone, and I'm not sure if that's even dancing.






      It's just sticking out his legs and arms in random positions....


      After a while, dream shifts again, and I see Ryoma Echizen from prince of tennis.

      At first, I see his legs, then it pans over to his torso and then his face. He's just standing there, and I think he's looking at me or someone else. Behind him, I see a blur of someone, and it looks like Nanjiro Echizen, his father.







      Nanjiro Echizen is wearing his default clothing in the series, which is just a simple black samurai type of robe (after all, he is referred to as a Samurai in Tennis in the series). Ryoma Echizen suddenly grabs the right side of his top torso, and is holding on to it very tightly.

      It seems he's having a heart attack, but he's grabbing on the wrong side....maybe just a reflex for him to touch the closest area on his chest?

      Anyway, he falls down slowly, and Nanjiro notices he is falling, and quickly comes over to him.

      After that, that's all I can remember. I think that same scene at the end of this long ass dream is an association when Nanjiro was trying to rescue his son from possibly drowning in the OVA episode 24 or 25 I believe.







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      10.13.2012
      Runescape Waterbirth Island Dungeon Running (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I see a runescape character wearing a Proselyte torso and legs, along with some kind of Pope like hat with a layer that conceals his face. It was basically a white helm with gold linings on the side with a long point going upwards.

      He is also wielding an Arcane Spirit Shield, except the Arcane Sigil (white thing) isn't on it at all, and a Staff of Light as well.

      I don't know if it's me controlling him, but they're running inside the Waterbirth Island Dungeon.

      Heh, reminds me when I used to Tribrid solo Dagannoth Kings before....fun times....
    7. Taylor Swift, Room 174, Wedding Gift (SDE Pt.2 Day: 05)

      by , 10-10-2012 at 02:37 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.10.2012
      Taylor Swift in Black Latex Catsuit (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Another blonde in a black latex catsuit...well at least she's just posing instead of doing disgusting things.



      I'm on a website, and it has a white background to it. One picture that stood out the most is Taylor Swift in a black latex catgirl suit. I can barely see the outfit, but she is wearing one for sure.

      In that same picture of her, there's a dark brown background with darker hues of brown mixed in with it, and they existed as small dots that seemed to be diluted in some way.

      Taylor Swift has her chin sticking out, and she doesn't look too bad at all. She's also wearing red lipstick, and has her mouth slightly opened where she's showing mostly her top teeth in the picture.

      It's hard to tell if she was posing in an enticing position.

      And why would I be looking at Taylor Swift photos? I mean....why would I look at someone who makes a song after they break up with someone?

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      10.10.2012
      The Blonde in Room 174 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember for this dream is that I'm inside a room that looks like it could be a Middle School, or mostly likely a High School classroom. I remember having to switch to another class, so I end up trying to look for it. I have trouble reading numbers in the dream, but I'm not performing a reality check at all.

      The whole hallway that I'm on has several shades and highlights of brown, and after a while, I finally found where I needed to go to get to room 174. The area I'm in is also confined, like at most just 30 feet in length and probably 20 feet wide in terms of what I can see well. The rest of the environment was a blur, so I'm assuming that this area that I can see well is what I needed to focus on.

      The teacher I have is a tall blonde female. She kind of reminds me of another art teacher who was just next to the art teacher I had for High School, except, it looked like she was the younger version of her. The one in waking life, I think she's in her 40s-50s, this version looked like she's in her early to mid 20s.

      I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, there's something about her that's enticing that makes me want to get closer to her on purpose, even if it would have to be confined to just solely seeing her as a teacher, and me as a student.

      It's hard to keep up that mentality, because she's REALLY attractive. She's not the most stunning person in the world, but she is very enticing indeed. She looked like she was a bit shy or something, she was a little quiet, but judging from her eyes and body structure, her clothing, she looked like she could exhibit positive energy to anyone near her.

      Her outfit consisted of a semi-transparent faded white scarf, dark Khaki women's jeans, and a white dress shirt that was buttoned up half-way or all the way, not sure. If it was half-way, my best bet from recalling that is that she work a gray shirt underneath.

      I think she was in the process of telling me something, but I kind of zoned out looking at how she's luring me in somehow. I feel so good around this woman, and I can't help but not care what happens next in the dream as long as I'm around her.
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      10.10.2012
      Wait...WHAT WEDDING?!?!? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside of a house, though I can't remember too many details of what happened there. I get out of the house to go somewhere, and I have a feeling it's the Postal Office building somewhere near this randomly generated neighborhood.

      I see some vanilla or light brown concrete to my right eventually as I walked down the faded gray tar road, and had a feeling that I'm getting closer to the Postal Office. I walk up a fairly steep slope that's maybe 10 feet diagonally. I'm now on the parking lot, and before I go into the building, I look back, and see that there's someone getting their keys out 20-30 feet away from me to get their mail in the gray metal boxes you have to pay I think for mail you want kept safe.

      The dream shifts as soon as I enter the building, and I'm inside of a Hispanic Restaurant, and a waitress comes up who has her hair tied up in a ponytail ball, wearing a turquoise/blue shirt, has a muffin-top (yes, she's a bit pudgy on the sides), and is wearing the usual dark blue jeans that look like they would lift her butt or something.

      She looks at me, and I assume she's just waiting for me to declare my order. She then realizes that I must be a new customer here, and asked me if I know about Blueberry pie.

      I respond like an idiot, and all of a sudden, I don't even know what a Blueberry pie is....LOL. I start saying random stuff, and describing what a Blueberry Pie would look like completely wrong, and the waitress ends up laughing at me, along with another one who was behind her as well. Then I tried to correct myself by actually stating what a blueberry was, but it was too late, already made myself look like an idiot.


      The waitress has that face that says, "I'll get you something you'll like," so she goes back to the kitchen to tell the chefs the order I'm presuming. After a while, I get my food in a white To-Go Box, and I opened it to make sure what's inside of it.

      It ends up being some kind of white cream sauce, maybe ranch sauce, and sliced tomatoes......

      The waitress tells me this is a gift since I'm going to be married....that it's a wedding gift.


      I passively accepted that, and didn't take into consideration that she said MARRIAGE and WEDDING in the same or near the same sentence. I get out of the building, and it seems I'm back at the parking lot for the Postal Office. I go up to some old blue truck, like it was made in 1950s or something, and there's a blonde guy inside on the driver's seat.

      I tell him,

      "Sorry to have kept you waiting...."

      He responds,

      "Nah, it's no big deal" (paraphrasing here).

      After that, I guess he takes me back "home."

      10.10.2012
      Alyzarin Becomes Admin of DV (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I see Alyzarin has the Admin rank, though it's probably just On-Topic Admin or something like that.

      - It was that Eva chick in the Black latex catsuit
      -Now it's Taylor Swift in the Black latex catsuit
      -Then I remember Taylor Swift doing weird things with her body in a violet dress in a dream a few months ago
      -Then I remember a blonde in a fancy silver glittering dress months before that
      -Then I remember a blonde who came through a small black vortex while wearing black clothes
      -Then I remember Catherine from the video came "Catherine" with purple wings and wore her white costume.
      -And a bunch more blonde females that I cba to recall.

      Maybe I should just create a Lesbian Dream Guide, so I don't have to be so insecure contemplating about having sex with them......-____-

      Updated 10-10-2012 at 04:21 PM by 47756

      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    8. A in Organic Chem, Asian Restaurant and Scone Dog, Alyzarin MSN, Asian Huts (SDE Pt. 2 Day: 02)

      by , 10-07-2012 at 05:04 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      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....

      Updated 10-07-2012 at 05:11 PM by 47756

      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. Alyzarin Filling, Sonny from General Hospital 6 Pack Abs, Prince of Tennis Sasuken & Chicken, Pizza

      by , 10-04-2012 at 02:32 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      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. Alyzarin's Videos, Oil-spill road

      by , 09-21-2012 at 01:37 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      09.21.2012
      Alyzarin's Videos (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I only remember Alyzarin giving me video links to show clips of herself. I think she was hanging around with people, I'm not sure, or maybe she was just making some YouTube video about herself.
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      09.21.2012
      Oil-spill Roads (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      I'm waiting outside for a shuttle bus of some sort to go somewhere. I look at the roads, and there's oil covering the middle area of it.

      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Another Sucker, Me and Alyzarin (SDE Day 29)

      by , 09-12-2012 at 02:19 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      09.12.2012
      Another Sucker (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Spoiler for 18+:


      There are other details, but it's sex, I don't fancy voyeurism in dream at all. Bleh
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      09.12.2012
      Me and Alyzarin (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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

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

      Updated 09-12-2012 at 02:22 PM by 47756

      Tags: alyzarin, blowjob, sde
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. Locker Combination, Alyzarin's Skirt (SDE Day 23)

      by , 09-06-2012 at 01:15 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      09.06.2012
      Locker Combination (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside the locker room of the athletics room in Cy-Lakes, the flooring was light gray, most of the gates to enter the sections of the lockers were open, and there was enough light to see most of them. I go to the tennis locker section, go back to my old locker, but I can't remember exactly where, only knowing that it was on the top section of lockers. Oh, and they were all red, just like in waking life, and had the small holes on top outside, and on the sides in the inside as well.

      Without even thinking too much, I twist and turned the the combo lock for 24-16-21, because it felt familiar to me that this was it. It opens with ease, and I take out all of the equipment from racquets to other small things with me. There's a guy on my left, fairly short, barely 5 feet tall, let's call him "Mo." Mo was wearing a light brown jacket, some kind of light dark colored shirt, and regular pants.

      I believed he asked me if he could have the racquet that was in my locker room, and I quickly told him, "No."

      I told him I can make more money trying to sell than to give it to him. As I'm closing the locker, he tells me he has a job. I ask him to be more specific, and he decalred that it was giving out hotdogs somewhere, and I think he said they were free
      (what???).

      _________________________
      09.06.2012
      Alyzarin's Skirt (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember was walking with Alyssa, and she's wearing a white tank top and a dark blue skirt. The environment is sort of dull, gray skies, a slightly misty atmosphere. I think I was directing her to somewhere, but I don't know where exactly.

      I just recall us walking down a black road near a bridge of dull colors probably ranging from gray to turquoise.

      Updated 09-06-2012 at 01:18 PM by 47756

      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. Pink Flag, Good Kitty, Electrical Boxes and Aunt, Oneironaut Zero's Typos, Alyzarin...(SDE Day 04)

      by , 08-18-2012 at 06:29 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      08.18.2012
      Pink Flag with White Dot (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside of a school building, most likely High School. I don't even know the name, and I try my best to find out without asking the people around me. I felt that if they are trying to hide the name, that asking them would be rude. I'm next to a blonde female, who looks a lot like my Chemistry 102 tutor before she graduated.

      The school walls are made of brown bricks, everywhere. It's the most basic and dull style there is. It's hard to tell if there's a roof or not, it looks like a really faded canary kind of color. Maybe there wasn't a roof at all, maybe the sky had some kind of weird faded gold-ish color to it. The whole atmosphere was saturated with this type of color, it felt so real, the people, the materials on the wall, everything.

      I stand around a bit, desperately trying to find some kind of logo or something, school uniforms, sports outfits, etc., ANYTHING that has a name of it. Nothing at all! What is up with the name of the High School not showing up anywhere? I tried to calm down since there's no way I would ask these people what's the High School name if they go through so much to hide it.

      Even in abstract dream logic, I'm still thoughtful of these people....loool.

      I see there's a pink flag hanging away from me at 1-3 feet, and maybe 10 feet above me. It's just a pink flag with a white dot on it, and it's hanging diagonally like any basic flag with a small pole holding it on a wall. Then I decided to check the back of the shirt of the blonde female next to me. Her back was slightly facing me, and I knew there was another dream character to the left of me. He was tall, probably blonde as well, but I didn't pay too much attention to him.

      I looked at the tag at the back of the blonde female's really close, I zoom onto her neck, without trying to make myself look like a creep, and I finally see some kind of wording.

      "PPW," in fact, It was lined up to be started from the top, and then would go diagonally to the right. It was just a tag, but noticing this subtle detail on how it's laid out amazes me when I'm recalling this dream. Anyway, at some point, this same blonde female is going somewhere, and I'm following her as well.

      Seems she's headed for a class, and the whole environment changes according to that. There's a white floor, basic white lighting on the ceiling. I'm trying to find where the teacher is, and it's a female voice for sure, sounds like someone who's maybe in their late 40s or so. Turns out the teacher sits in the middle of the class, probably to emphasize on interacting with the students or something I guess.

      I think she's blonde too, kind of, and she's wearing a thin layered clothed black jacket. She's wearing some kind of shirt with a shade of green, maybe swamp-ish kind of green. She's also wearing long Khaki pants, and as for the shoes, I'm not so sure.

      She's holding a book with her left hand, and she's looking down and reading whatever it is from the text. The blonde female I followed sits down, and I try to find a spot quickly. I could tell the teacher knew I was here, I could see that she used her peripheral vision, and she went back to reading the book without any kind of pause in her speech at all.

      I guess that was my confirmation that I should go ahead and find a seat, and I looked around quickly for one. I decided to sit behind the blonde. I noticed she's wearing a black sports jacket now instead of the pink sports uniform shirt. Maybe she covered it up with the jacket, don't know.

      As I'm sitting down, there's one dream character that looks fairly young, maybe 14 years of age, probably a little less than that. He's wearing a gray shirt and I can't pick out the pants he's wearing. He's fairly dark-skinned, and has black curly hair. He's trying to understand some problem, but continues to portray that he cannot comprehend anything on the matter.

      I didn't know what it was they were talking about in the classroom, so I just stayed quiet and paid attention to how others would react to each other. There was one guy that's diagonally to the right of him writing down notes fairly quick.

      The dude in the gray shirt asks that same guy some question related to whatever is projected on the screen, and the guy writing down the notes gets irritated saying that what he's doing is real, something along those lines.

      I noticed that when we was saying that, he's holding a yellow folder, close to be golden, and it has paper stacked inside of it. He was waving it up and down, probably a form of sublimating his irritation with the question the guy in the gray shirt asked him. The guy taking the notes was wearing a white polo shirt, had slightly spiky black hair as well.

      After that fiasco ended,
      I can't remember what happens next.


      _________________________
      08.18.2012
      Good Kitty (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      For some reason, I'm suddenly a potty-mouth towards my mother, and I don't even feel concerned about it for the first few sporadic sayings at her. She starts repeating what I say to my father, and I eventually said to myself quietly,

      "Shut the fuck up."

      Where did that come from?!?!?!

      She still was able to hear me, and repeats it to my father. I screamed at her,

      "NO, I DIDN'T SAY THAT AT ALL!!!!"

      My father comes out, and he looks at me and says something to me that I shouldn't forget the $1,500 he's putting in for my tuition.

      LOL. Okay...........

      I just take what he says without saying anything, what a complete lie.

      Am I really this bloody stupid to not do a reality check?

      After things cool down, I still feel heated up, the dream shifts to where I'm resting on some sofa with a black and white cat. It's very close to me, and I start rubbing it, feeling at peace each time. It's enjoying how I'm scratching under it's neck gently, having its eyes closed, and the form of its mouth almost resembling a smile.

      I rub the cat on the head again, feeling how fragile this thing is compared to me. I continued doing this probably for the rest of the dream
      because I can't remember anything else.
      _________________________
      08.18.2012
      Electrical Boxes and Aunt (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember the vehicle I'm inside with some random people completely stops, and to fix this, we had to insert electrical boxes that don't look anything that belongs in a vehicle's engine. Two boxes were needed in order to fuel up this vehicle, and I think I was the one who inserted them.

      At first, I did it wrong, but that was corrected quickly, and then there's another dream shift where we have to get new boxes. Robert Ri'chard shows up, and is apparently an employee for the random Auto shop we're in. I can't remember the exact details on the work uniform he's wearing, but I do remember that the main colors are: Red, yellow, and black, and maybe orange.

      Then I realize we're inside of a garage, well, a work garage for the auto shop. Pretty dull place if you ask me, but I can't really expect much from a place that would have a lot of dirty work from grease in the first place.

      There's another dream shift where I see the back of the vehicle, and I'm probably 10 feet away from it. I seem to be eating something, and it's on a vanilla colored ceramic plate. Seems to be Spanish rice, or dirty rice, I just know the rice is yellow, and I'm eating something else with it, probably chopped up chicken breasts. It tastes pretty decent, and I continue eating this for a while, even though I don't see any signs of this food actually decreasing lol.

      Infinite Food!

      A lady wearing a red shirt, and a yellow long dress skirt....think of the stereotype of a Hispanic lady with a fruit bowl on top of her head.

      Now just exclude the fruit bowl, bam, that's imagery for you!

      She was a really nice lady, very enthusiastic. She was dark-skinned, and I could swear she looks a lot like my father's sister. The more I think about it, she really did look like her. She had black long hair tied up from the back. The same eyes, nose, lips...........


      ....................
      .............................
      .................................

      Maybe it's just me being in a suggestive mood.

      Anyway, she comes with a plate with food on it. It looks like Scrambled eggs and some red beans. She puts some on my plate, even though I didn't want any of it.....wow, another characteristic just like the waking life counterpart....always eager to put more food on my plate....

      *sigh*

      I decided I might as well eat it, since if this really is the waking life counterpart, she would be able to cook well. I take a small sample of the egg, and it tastes pretty good. I could taste some of the salt mixed in with the cooked yolk. It gave off a distinct feature, a little bitter, but that's what made the egg taste amazing!

      I spend the rest of the dream eating this food, even though I'm sure it wasn't going to run out in the first place.

      _________________________
      08.18.2012
      Oneironaut Zero's Typos (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I can only remember seeing O try to make a legible post, but judging by the typos, he was probably in a hurry for something.

      I can't even remember the words on the post because it was really hard to comprehend. The post was related to a thread where someone had a question, probably a personal one related to waking life.

      I do remember some signs there like:

      @,
      #,
      %,
      but that's all I can remember.
      _________________________
      08.18.2012
      Alyzarin & Golden Edit (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember communicating with Alyzarin somehow, and she told me a solution to how I didn't like the quality of webcam pictures I would save for myself. She said that if I used some feature called "Golden --------------," that it would enhance the quality of my pictures, so that needing an actual camera wouldn't be necessary.

      I tried it out on a sample picture, but I couldn't really see much of a difference, however, the picture was saturated with a type of golden aura.

      Too bad I didn't know what the other part of the word was.....Golden-------------....this really bothers me not knowing.
    14. Blue Haired Lady and 4-ink Pen, Alyzarin's voice, Burning Babies, Around the World

      by , 08-07-2012 at 08:12 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      08.07.2012
      Blue Haired Lady and Four-Ink Pen (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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


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

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

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

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


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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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







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

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

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

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

      I wonder if she's into S&M.

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

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


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

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

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



      _________________________
      08.07.2012
      Alyzarin's Voice (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember is talking to Alyzarin, but not really seeing her. I noticed her voice suddenly pitches. The environment and everything else was blurry.
      _________________________
      08.07.2012
      Burning Babies into Diamonds (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

      Yeah, I'm not going to go far into details on this, just cruel randomness.
      _________________________
      08.07.2012
      Around the World (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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

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

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

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

      There's also another dream shift, probably before all that I mentioned in this dream title itself, but it's just mostly running and following people.
    15. Alyzarin and False Awakening, Texas Store, Jenny is a Bloody tease

      by , 08-03-2012 at 09:28 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      08.03.2012
      Alyzarin and False Awakening (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I HATE FALSE AWAKENINGS. I hate it so much, that I have to use CAPS.



      I open my eyes, all droopy and shit, HA HA HA, feels so real too you know!!!?!?!?

      I look at the laptop I always have by my side to wake up from the alarm I have set. I open windows live messenger, and I see Alyssa (Alyzarin) log on.

      This is where the bloody nbullsghakjdgsfsgvnfdbg happens.

      I ask myself, "Why is she on so early?" I thought she'd be sleeping like a baby.

      My eyes want to shut down, and I fall back to sleep.

      Alyssa wasn't on at all....FALSE AWAKENING, DAMN IT.
      _________________________
      08.03.2012
      Teaxs (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Yeah, I know I spelled Texas wrong, because that's how it was spelled in a store I went to in this dream.

      I was driving a vehicle (I don't drive, so much for reality checking). I'm driving pretty slow, feeling that if I do anything too quick, something bad would happen. I turn to the left, kept straight until I saw a few stores coming up.

      I get out of the vehicle, and it seems my father is waiting for a friend to come with us. I don't know how I know this, but apparently, this same person he's waiting for was cheating on someone before years ago.

      It seems to me that he probably met him to settle some things. The man is fairly old, he has a blue dress shirt tucked into some dark dress pants. I didn't really pay attention to him talking to my father, I was just a watcher.

      We go inside the store, and before we go all the way in, I see that at the entrance, it says "Teaxs" instead of "Texas."

      I didn't want to pay attention to it for too long, since the words were stacked closely together, and at first glance, I just assumed it was "Texas."

      The dream shifts, and I believe we're at someone's house. There's white tile flooring, and each of the creases is covered in black. There's a random dark skinned man, wearing a long gray vest and some short pants. He's also wearing a black cap turned the other way, and had a beard as well.

      I think we asked him about his life, and he declared something about doing one thing, and then having to find a job at some point. He shrugs his shoulders when he tells us that.

      That's all I can remember.
      _________________________
      08.03.2012
      Jenny is a Bloody Tease (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Oh god, first of all, this dream made me realize how perverted I was when I played Bloody Roar Primal Fury for the Nintendo GameCube, and played as Jenny at one point.

      Sometimes I would pause the screen, and just look at her, everything....EVERYTHING...I would even spam the emote for her to say "Yes" in that enticing voice of hers.....oh god....and some of the moves she did, I swear....are they even LEGAL?

      Anyway....



      It's pretty obvious I'm lying on my back on a floor, and the whole room is dark and has a blue atmosphere around it. It's blurry at first, and I feel I can't really move right now. I see a blonde female walk on the left side.

      I still can't do anything, and she gets near me, squats down with her ass in front of me, and waves her fanny all around my face. She doesn't even make her ass touch my face, at all.

      She leaves me there to just be teased, and even asks me,

      "You want this?" with a smile on her face, and she was wearing blue latex I believe as well, very tight latex that I could see her cameltoe.

      T________T

      WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY JUST WHY

      THAT WASN'T NECESSARY.

      WHY!!!! THAT WAS....HER GENITALS WERE LIKE 2 INCHES AWAY FROM ME!

      God, why....I'm still trying to cry from this, but I can't...sigh......stop teasing me already!!!!



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