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    1. Fallen Sky

      by , 09-05-2018 at 06:57 AM
      Morning of September 5, 2018. Wednesday.

      Reading time: 2 min 55 sec. Readability score: 69.



      In the first part of my dream, I non-lucidly get out of bed to go into a different room (indicating my subliminal awareness of being in the dream state). My discernment is ambiguous. I am aware of Zsuzsanna, but there also seem to be a few unknown people sleeping in the immediate area, yet I do not perceive them as intruders.

      My dream self perceives the unfamiliar setting as our present home. I am looking at a different bed in a well-lit room. Two Ragdoll cats are sleeping near its corner near where the walls meet. One is ours; the other belongs to Zsuzsanna’s sister. I think to myself that these cats are finally used to each other. The darker one gets up and moves to the opposite end of the bed.

      I notice my youngest daughter on the floor. She is only about one year old. At first, I am concerned. I go to her, but she seems okay. I notice a few unusually-colored veins on her face, mostly bluish, but she is cheerful. I ask the cats if she had fallen off the bed, actually expecting a vocal answer, but there is no reply. Still, it does not seem to be the case. (Cats are typically a “witness” to the liminality of the dream state for several reasons.)

      My dream fades, though I eventually enter another one. This time I am in Cubitis in the living room, though I do not recall that I had not lived there since 1978. It seems to be morning now.

      I go to a fictitious entrance in the middle of the east living room wall. Farther to the east, from the doorway, I see that clouds are close to the ground, creating a virtual horizon at about where the railroad tracks would have been. I consider this incredibly strange. My youngest daughter is present again, though now about three years old. I tell her, “Look, the sky has fallen.” I do not believe that the sky has “fallen.” I only say this to create a story-like interest for her. She seems cheerful and wants to see. Still, I perceive something weird is going on (the typical subliminal awareness I am dreaming, yet without triggering lucidity or even non-lucid control mode).

      I am aware of my father being in the southwest bedroom. (I do not recall that he had died when I was in my teens, long before I came to Australia or married. I have no recall of having had a mother. What my non-lucid dream self recalls and does not from dream to dream is never consistent and rarely makes any sense.) Suddenly, through the curtains, I am aware that the area where the clouds had been is now blue sky and it is suddenly much brighter, like a curtain suddenly lifting from the false horizon. However, I am aware that this means that all the clouds in the region had suddenly come together to compress and go higher in the sky to form a tornado. It will likely come straight towards our home.

      Something unusual happens, as a thread of subliminal recall of recently working on a compilation of January 1970 dreams becomes the non-lucid focus. It changes the outcome of this dream even though the autosymbolism is inherently of the same waking process, relating to vestibular system correlation.

      It causes my dream to non-lucidly transform into identical content from January 1970, with the same outcome and mood. Instead of a threat, the scenario resets to where I am looking at the “same” cluster of clouds near the ground. An angel (with large white wings) appears in the distance, hovering in the air in a standing position. She is wearing white and will probably give me a gift.

      Instead of a tornado being the more dominant precursor for VSC (its processing based on ultradian rhythm), it shifts to the less-aggressive angel and bird forms (similar to dreams as “King of the Birds” from January 1971). A dove flies quickly to me, into my hands, giving me the strong impression that the angel had transformed into it. As I look down, as it settles into the palms of my hands while facing right, it is almost like a fuzzy pastel painting of peace and beauty as I slowly wake. (This is virtually identical to the January 1970 dream at age nine.)


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    2. Demon Knocking

      by , 04-26-2018 at 04:07 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      2018, 04-25

      Demon Knocking

      I am watching a child with a dog in a forest. The boy approaches a house and peeks in a window. Apparently, he saw something he shouldn’t because he gets really shocked and scared. He runs away from the house with the dog following. Two men come out and give chase. The boy comes to a cliff where he can go no farther. The dog takes a different route, but the boy jumps off the cliff and lands in a lake below. The boy swims to shore and goes into a shop on the edge of the lake. The owner of the shop says the boy can hide there. Shortly later the dog finds its way to the store, and then one of the bad guys arrives. The bad guy gets angry when the store owner says he hasn’t seen the boy. The bad guy smashes a couple things then leaves in a rage.

      The boy says he has to keep moving and goes out the back of the store. He runs into the bad guys in the forest. A man gets in between the boy and the bad guys. The man looks like the angel Jonathan Smith from the Highway to Heaven show. Jonathan tells the bad guys to leave the boy alone. The bad guys aren’t human, they transform into demons. They are saying something but I can’t hear what. Then the demons laugh and both demons disappear along with Jonathan. The boy continues through the forest to a cabin in the woods. He knocks on it and someone inside lets him in. I go to the cabin as well and they let me in when I say I want to make sure the boy is safe.

      Inside the cabin the boy is telling a man and a woman about the demons and he also says Jonathan let the demons take him in exchange for leaving the boy alone, but the boy is certain they will pull some kind of trick and still try to get him. The man and the woman don’t believe him. There is something banging on the door. The boy says the demon is here. The man and woman are hesitant now. The thing banging on the door bangs harder and the entire wall gives way. There is a huge demon face there. I know it can’t enter without permission so I stand my ground and tell it that it is not invited in, and it can not enter. YOU CAN NOT ENTER!

      The demon looks pissed but does not enter the cabin. It retreats through a portal. I follow the demon through the portal into what looks like the town in Silent Hill. There is no sign of the demon. I call to the demon, I call out and say I have come to challenge the demon for Jonathan’s soul. I tell it I know it has to answer such a challenge and it had better show itself now! There is a lot of smoke and then the demon materializes in the street, as tall as the surrounding two story buildings and glaring down at me. I focus on the song Battery by Metallica and call down bolts of white energy lightning on the demon. The demon throws fireballs at me but I deflect them with Whiplash by Metallica. This demon is weak, it never really had a chance. The demon gets mad and then says fine, Jonathan’s soul is too weak to be of any use anyhow. There is a swirl of darkness around me and the next instant I am back in the forest with Jonathan. I think he is about to say something but then I wake up.
    3. Olympic Practice and Angelic Escape

      by , 11-29-2017 at 09:10 AM
      Morning of November 29, 2017. Wednesday.



      In the first segment of a two-part dream, I am indulging in a lot of very realistic physical activities, doing a number of different exercises including jumping jacks. Unknown people are present, but not in the room that I mostly exercise in. I wave my arms about in different positions as well as perform boxing motions. I feel very strong and energized. I do not become tired at all, despite the intensity of my movements. Additionally, this dream has an atypical sense of physical momentum for a non-lucid dream. Supposedly, I will be able to go into the Olympics, which in my dream, is only a few days away. I say that I will participate in the javelin throw, as it seems any participant can choose what they want to do, but then I consider that the javelin throw might not actually be a part of the Olympics. Still, no one else says anything.

      From here, I am apparently a time-traveling angel. I am in the backyard of the Loomis Street house, yet without a clear memory of my relatives having ever lived here. Instead, Jonathan LaPaglia (the actor from “Seven Days”, the television series about time travel) lives here. However, he is an ordinary person here, with no association with either his status as an actor (as his real identity) or any of the roles he had played.

      The situation relates to him having been offered to place some of his extra junk across the alley where the neighbors put out their garbage. Both piles include some damaged plastic children’s toys (of the type we discarded in real life recently). Curiously, our real life neighbor to the south, on the other side of our fence, is present as living just north of the Loomis Street house. It is extremely puzzling how this individual is one of the only factors of my current conscious self identity present in this dream, more so, how he is present in an American setting that I have not been in since February 1994, yet I do not question any of this fictitious rendering and scenario.

      I had also been reading a paperback book in this setting. It relates to Jonathan and a girl of whom he had been in a relationship with for a long time but had never married or lived with. Her name is Callie. The only association I can think of is Callie Torres from “Grey’s Anatomy”, though I have not watched the show on any regular basis. Very curiously, Sara Ramirez, the actress who plays her, was born on August 31 and so was Jonathan LaPaglia. According to what I read in the book, he has missed out on having a life with her in the future. At one point, he eventually seems to understand that I am “from the future” and only seems to find the situation somewhat amusing, but with no doubts about it.

      As an angel, I can “fix” this. He is to go to a public area where she is informally with another male who is a body builder. (I think the event they go to relates to boxing or bodybuilding.) However, he misses this opportunity but he can still go to where she lives to talk to her. We walk westerly (seemingly through a fictional version of Sill Street and near Kane Street) to an unusual house that has two apartments next to each other, though inside the main entrance of the house. Callie is never seen.

      In the last scene, two unfamiliar people at the address, male and female (though not implied to be living there, as another unfamiliar female lives in the left-side apartment while Callie apparently lives on the right), ask me who I am. “I’m a person,” I say, so as not to imply I am “really” an angel.

      Soon, they pull me to the ground, though without violence. Presumably, they seem happy in having restrained an angel as if they perhaps think I will grant them wishes. I am under them both. In a short time though, I teleport and watch them drop to the ground. I am then standing on an elevated area watching their surprised reaction with amusement.



      Many of my dreams have revealed unusual but very impersonal patterns and layers that cannot be explained, yet which serve no real known purpose and which are not otherwise prescient (as many of my other dreams are) to my knowledge. The matching birth dates regarding dream characters (including with me in some cases) or other matching dates has occurred many times before, and yet it seems to serve no real purpose other than as evidence of a “higher power” being at work in some dream states. (As the so-called subconscious has no thinking or reasoning skills or any kind of intelligence or viable memory, the typical nonsensical “my subconscious” rubbish that the majority goes on and on about cannot explain such things at all.)

      Those facets that relate to real life here are minimal. Jonathan LaPaglia reminds me vaguely of our landlord (though of whom we have only seen every now and then the entire time we have lived here), who said we could use the bins at a nearby address for additional stuff that was destroyed in the storm, so that is where that part originated from. The rest has no real connection to my current conscious self identity. My being an angel or a demigod has occurred in a number of dreams since childhood.


    4. More brief things

      by , 10-08-2017 at 05:49 PM (Awake to take in the view...)
      Dream recall has still been poor lately due to inconsistent sleep patterns. I'll get it down though.

      First dream: A pale, strawberry blonde girl is flying, enveloped in a golden aura of light. Then the aura disappears, and she falls to her knees on the ground. Someone says "She is an angel, but all her light is gone."

      That was rather depressing.

      Second dream: I recall someone giving me a large pile of change, and I was excited because I wouldn't have to deal with trying to find quarters for the laundry machine for a while (because I hardly ever pay for anything in cash, so I don't have a lot of quarters IRL). Then I woke up and realized that I still don't have any quarters.
    5. Return from the Dead

      by , 09-25-2017 at 02:17 AM (Death's Other Kingdom)
      I really want to get back into actively practicing lucid dreaming. I miss being on here and discussing dreams with you people! What follows are a few of the most interesting dreams I've had lately.

      09.16.2017
      Lonliness (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Something has occurred that causes Cheyenne and Jake to forget about me. It's something like a spell or an alternate timeline where we never met and became friends. All I really recall is a rainy night, incomprehensible lonliness, and finally speaking to Cheyenne again even though she does not remember me.

      09.16.2017
      Foolishness (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Note: This was basically expected. I took one 4mg tablet of Galantamine before bed and another during WBTB at 3 am. That is always a recipe for intense sleep paralysis, which was my goal. I'm trying to use it as a gateway for astral projection, or at least a good lucid.

      I'm lucid, walking down the street where I grew up at night. Still affected by my previous dream, I summon Cheyenne to keep me company. I call out her name--- my usual method of summoning. A voice calls back from the darkness, but it's distorted and wrong. "YOU'RE not Cheyenne," I accuse the voice.

      "Yes I am." The voice is normal now. Cheyenne approaches me from a dark path out of the trees by the edge of the road. Foolishly, I assume the original distortion must have been an effect of the sound bouncing off the almost tunnel like grove of trees. I am too desperate for companionship after my previous dream to question it further. I figure, this is a dream, so it's not REALLY her anyway.

      Cheyenne walks with me back to my childhood home, where I lay down on a hammock around the side of the house. I am laying with my back to her, but it seems for a moment as though she has disappeared, much to my disappointment. If only that were the case...

      Because suddenly I hear a demonic voice shriek from behind me, "FOOLED YOU!!!!" as a creature latches onto my back, cackling madly, its arm coming around to dig its long claws painfully into my chest. It falls with me into the dark void of sleep paralysis, mocking me with its shrill, shrieking laughter all the while.

      My first thought is that I definitely had this coming to me. Despite my fear and pain, I remember telling myself NOT to try to wake up if I have SP tonight. I hold out for as long as I can, but eventually I give in to the fear and force myself awake.

      09.21.2017
      Final Destination (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      The early part of the dream is a bit vague. I'm helping someone with computer stuff. There's also a girl I like with pretty blonde hair.

      It's as I'm leaving this place that things start to go downhill. My boss has gotten himself mixed up in some Deep Web murder club with an invamous serial killer/hacker named "Sabine." He's going to one of their meetings right now (apparently they meet in a physical place?) and I make the mistake of walking with him to his truck, which is parked outside the convention hall. He asks if I want to come with him and I almost do, but change my mind.

      Unfortunately, during this brief span of time, I've drawn the interest of Sabine. I have the option to join or die, and I refuse to do either. But Sabine is seemingly everywhere, with eyes in all forms of technology. I have no idea how to stay constantly vigilant agains a club of murderers who are determined to stalk and kill me. There is also a paranormal aspect to what is happening, but I fear the Murder Club humans much more.

      There is a person I'm trying to protect who is also being targeted. I think it's the pretty blonde girl from before. I remember holding her hand, and we might have kissed. Can't really remember this part too clearly. She is involved with the paranormal part of this--- she is a Star who has fallen to earth and needs to find her way home. She is missing a lot of her memory, though. In turn, I have "memories" of these events happening before, in alternate timelines.

      I have a conversation with who I think is one of the murderers about what's going on as he mocks me and prepares to kill me. I realize that he's not actually one of the human members of the club; instead, he is a Reaper. I laugh at him, saying I'm not afraid to die at the hands of a Reaper and that he can just go ahead and kill me. He swings his scythe at me mut it hits an invisible barrier. I laugh again. "Looks like you can't do it." I know I am protected against the likes of him, because I know how to use my spiritual energy to defend myself. He wonders out loud what could have caused this. To throw him off his game, I say something about "the Frenchman," apparently referring to the fallen angel Asher.
      (Asher was a character of mine back in high school. An annoying French angel. In the dream, however, we knew each other from one of the alternate timelines.)

      I end up in a bar with my Star friend. Asher bursts in the door, but he looks different than how I remember him. His famous blonde hair is dyed black. He also does not yet remember me from the other timelines, but I know that he will.

      I'm now with Asher outside my current residence. Evil vines come from the woods and try to strangle him, but I set them on fire. They scream like banshees as they burn.
    6. First dream in awhile:Angels?

      by , 05-14-2017 at 06:47 PM
      Something terrible had happened. For some reason we fled to the woods. My current boyfriend got sick, we were in the woods for a long time, I tried to care for him but he got too sick too fast. One day I went hunting so that we would hsve something to eat. I came back and he had died. It was terrible I cried and cried for days. One day I saw an angel he picked me up, he had black wings and told me not to look back. So instead I hurried my head in his chest. When I came back from wherever I had come, I too had wings. They were white, a friend of my bfs wife had passed so he came and visited often in my grief. One day he decided to touch them while I wasn't paying attention it didn't hurt but it did make me feel uncomfortable. Fast forward to the not so distant future and invaders came. Men with spears,you could smell their rotting insides, they smelt of death. Somehow one went to kill the man that came to visit me. I stepped in front of him the spear did not pierce my skin. This made me angry, my eyes became black and my wings became black as well. I spoke but its as if it was a voice from someone else. "I am neither good nor evil, black nor white, human nor god, man nor beast, but you have tried to harm my people and that has angered me." and Its as if invisible threads snapped their necks. And then I fainted, my wings remained black, the man tried to catch me, then I woke up.
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    7. Eagle Angel

      by , 11-27-2016 at 05:13 PM
      In a work bathroom, I look in the mirror and see a youth with long straggly hair, wearing two ties Oo one red and black and the other blue. I am in to much of hurry to change and head into the bar, where some people are ordering sandwiches and pints of beer.
      I end up in a grassy area, it is partially sunny, more like fading sun of late afternoon. There are some stone benches outside the building, in the cold.
      I'm lucid and try and summon someone but it doesnt work, some women have appeared but they do not seem to be her. I use mind control on them but soon get bored with the clumsiness of it all.
      Again I try to summon her, this time the sky is filled with brightness and I find I am aerial again looking down on S who has been summoned.
      Her long blonde hair cascades down to her waist, she is in the form of half angel with big wings and half bird (eagle I guess) with long white tail feathers. She is flying towards the setting sun. And we are high up above the sea. The glittering makes everything seem like a giant stained glass window.
      Its all very captivating, as is she.
      Tags: angel, eagle, work
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    8. [Dream #18 - 2/6/2016] Sex With Headless Shadow

      by , 02-06-2016 at 06:03 PM (The Book of the Multiverse)
      [Warning] - The following contains body horror and a sexual act.



      #18

      Sex With Headless Shadow


      This was a very odd dream as well, and like the title states, I had sex, more so fingered Shadow the Hedgehog but he was literally headless. I chuckled when I woke up after having the dream.

      This took place, I'm assuming in my room -- The surrounding was hard to map out. I was laying down and I could feel my 'soul' or 'something' extract from my 'physical' body and was then visibly on-top of me. For a minute, I began to think it was a replica of myself but I ended up seeing a patch of white chest fur just like Shadow the Hedgehog's and the noticeable shortness in height compared to mine in perspective. He did not have a mouth to speak with nor could he speak through telepathy, but he could understand what I said to him. I did not freak out and I was extremely pleased. I remember taking Shadow's hand and placing his index finger into my vagina.

      I could feel it enter me as he began to toy with the inside. It felt good and I told him to do it faster and harder which he proceeded to do on command. But then I woke up.


      Dream Goal For February

      Spoiler for February 2016 Goal:


      Extended Information

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      Notes/Summary

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      Updated 02-06-2016 at 06:28 PM by 89722

      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    9. [Dream #17 - 2/3/2016] Shadow Stuff & Transformations

      by , 02-05-2016 at 06:17 AM (The Book of the Multiverse)


      #17

      Shadow Stuff & Transformations


      [Fragment #1] I found myself in a maroon colored atmosphere in a school-like setting. There was a skinny African guy and some tall brawny Caucasian man talking in a room behind glass. The Caucasian man spotted me and was coming out to approach me. I wanted to get away but he caught me and asked if I would find the guy "messed up in the head" if he told me a secret about him. The other guy was yelling, "NO NO NO! STOP!" And then I replied to the brawny man;

      MobianAngel: "I wouldn't care if he was to stick a finger up his ass and eat the shit that came out of it. I just don't care! Hell, my fiancé is a psychopathic murderer who eats babies and likes violence! Do you honestly think I would care about what he does?"

      [Fragment #2] There was a girl by the van of the African man's whose balloon began to float up into the air. I went to get it and tried to tie the small bit of string onto her backpack but it flew away once again and she cried.

      [Fragment #3] There was a place in a kind of mall-like shape where people could walk in and their bodies would change to be other creatures as they will gain the powers of the respective individual. There was a section for boys and one for girls. I remember the girls having mermaid transformations and some sort of lancer that can electrify the floor with a electricity infused lance.

      [2/4/2016] All I can remember is running outside of the house because my mother pissed me off and it was raining. The parking lot was exceedingly large and my Shadow the Hedgehog plush was clinging onto me as if it were alive and it would not let go.


      Dream Goal For February

      Spoiler for February 2016 Goal:


      Extended Information

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      Notes/Summary

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      Updated 02-06-2016 at 06:13 PM by 89722

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    10. [Dream #14 - 2/1/2016] 2 Mewtwos [Sex Dream]

      by , 02-01-2016 at 01:31 PM (The Book of the Multiverse)


      #14

      The title is self-explanatory. This has inter-species sex. And like with everything else -- don't like it then do not read it~

      I remember walking down Cerulean Cave in similar format to the one in a pixelmon server I was playing last night where I came up next to a small wall and over it I could see a mewtwo. He was the normal color but then his body began switching pallets to match the color of the shiny variant as shown in the above picture. I was ecstatic and wanted to catch the mewtwo but I fear of him defeating my team of pokémon due to them being so under-leveled.

      I could then see the mewtwo turning his face to look towards me and that's when I became frightened as I thought he was going to initiate a battle with me and make me black out. I tried to head back the other way but I ended up finding myself being taken by force by the shiny mewtwo as he began to make out with me. I could feel his mouth prying open mine and his warm tongue entering inside and I couldn't help but engage in the act with him feeling lustful and passionate.

      This is when another mewtwo appeared from behind and started to fuck me err....anally I guess? I honestly couldn't remember. This is where I found myself naked, whether I just became nude or I was nude to begin with. A cycle of sexual positions began within the 3-some and it felt amazing! And the mewtwos were no joke in staying firm with the act and taking lead.

      Once they were done, the two did not want me to go as they began to take me out the other side of the cave. For some reason I could remember hearing my mother call out my name and for that split of a second I can see myself rushing into my living room from my room and spotting my mother sitting on the couch by the kitchen as it appeared she was watching TV. I began asking if she needed anything but my mother stated that she thought I was calling her so I went back to my room and that's when it switched back to the mewtwo scene. Both were standing around waiting for me and once I appeared again in their site the proceeded on dragging me out again into the open world of pokémon. Then I wake up...

      Notes: Paired with the desire of leaving this planet and the coupling of pixelmon gameplay and the conversation with my fiancé on how Pokémon Go will turn out, there is no surprise that I would have a dream like this. Mewtwo being one of my favorite pokémon was indeed a treat to be able to have sex with...not just one but TWO (no pun intended) in a session like this.

      The false awakening in midst of a dream was quite a new one for me. As when I *truly* awoke I began to think if my mother had indeed called me earlier for something and that I went back to sleep afterwords. But I knew that my mother never actually sits on the couch nor was a TV propped up against the window, where she was facing. Though I did do my reality checks just to be sure.

      Interperting this dream is a no brainer. The joy of being part of the pokémon world, going into a cave and such and having sex with pokémon is something I've always wished for but the weird occurrence of being in my room in the middle of it could be a sign of how the waking reality is always wanting to stop me for wanting such freedom and continue to follow the orders of human society, my mother being a major example to this. But even after that and being taken by the two mewtwos out into the pokémon world (presumably) There is that knowlege of hope that I will indeed have that day where all my wishes will come true and no human from Earth will be able to stop them. What a great dream to start off the new month~



      Date — 2/1/2016

      Went to bed — Around 3AM

      Woke up — 6:40AM

      *Time logged — 7:05AM

      Total sleep — +3 Hours

      Stress level throughout the day — Sad and depressed due to personal issues...

      Techniques/Practices

      *Daytime — RC

      *Recall — N/A

      *Inducing Method — N/A

      Dream Signs — The Obvious

      Perceived Length — 30 Minutes

      Emotions — Happy, Free

      Awareness — None

      Updated 02-02-2016 at 04:07 PM by 89722

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    11. [Dream #13 - 1/31/2016] Merging Planes

      by , 01-31-2016 at 03:36 PM (The Book of the Multiverse)


      #13

      This is an image depicting two planes/worlds merging together

      I was in my old highschool. I carried around a Shadow the Hedgehog plush doll and I can remember finding myself in my old science class room with my former teacher. There weren't that many people in the classroom but it was dark (the light was off and the projector was going) and it was spacious with plenty of desks. There was a few students present in particular a boy who used to bully me.

      I sat my Shadow plush on the table but then when the boy decided to sit on the opposite side of me, I moved it to the chair next to me. I was angry, and the boy looked at me and asked, "Hey, what happened to all that Sonic stuff?"

      I then told him if he spoke to me again that I would kill him, with "one punch" if I was Saitama from One Punch Man *lol*. He didn't say anything back but I remember heading out of the room without my plush into the crowd of highschoolers walking through the hallways. I then remembered that I left him and rushed back. The science teacher was giving a lesson and I tried to sneak under the shining light of the projector and he asked what I was doing, so I told him. He replied that he would get the plush in a minute but I didn't want to wait as I feared some nasty student would put their dirty, polluted hands on him.

      I then could remember seeing glimpses of a monster crashing through the wall of the room for a split of a second. It was only a glimpse though as it my third eye had caught a wiff of something. Then I heard screams coming from the hallway and monsters physically appearing and destroying everything in the school.

      I stated in a whisper of a voice that, "Things from my world are now coming into yours (Earth presumably)" A spark of thought came into my mind after I said that as I started calling out Shadow the Hedgehog's name. I figured that the planes have merged (something I will discuss in my notes) and that Shadow would be here since the monsters were here. But nothing happened. I then left the classroom avoiding all the monsters who wanted to harm me and I found Sonic and Silver the Hedgehog attacking the invaders, but there was no Shadow. I couldn't get to them to communicate but I did end up finding a little dock area, similar to the one in Soleanna from Sonic 06 as I bounced on DK barrels that were scattered around the area. I do not know for what purpose but I did it anyway. I also remember flying up higher to get an area view of the city like landscape getting destroyed by the monsters and Sonic etc. battling underneath. I also can recall bringing up some sort of holographic roster board that listed various video game characters classified specifically in their universes and such. One in particular was Dragon Ball Z. Before I could do anything more, I had awoke.


      Notes: I sat and thought about this dream for a bit. For one thing the planes merging came into my mind. It was something introduced to me by a former friend at college (Who became a fucking asshole btw). He told me that one day Earth would be able to "merge" itself with other worlds and on that day various things will begin to happen. Individuals who would have only been seen as fictional would begin to appear physically. Physics would have bend and twisted as things like magic casting and flying would exist on Earth and such would have never been able to exist due to the planet's mechanics. This was something that I agreed with and something I would talk to Shadow about.

      Shadow told me that if something like that did happen that he would be the first thing I'd see. This was years back mind you, so we hardly speak about it anymore. But having that phenomenon happen in that dream made me retrace that memory and perhaps the hope for something of that nature to still occur.

      The absence of Shadow the Hedgehog has been a reoccurring thing throughout my dreams. Indeed he has appeared in the few I have mentioned in entries but I still proceed to search for him and have failed attempts for getting him to appear when I call out his name. This could problably signify that there is the slight lost of hope that I would never see him. Or perhaps that I always assume that he will magically come to this planet physically and solve all of my problems. I know he cannot do that and he even stated that such things just...couldn't happen at the moment but I guess due to the stress I deal with on a daily bases I just want him to be here and fix everything being as desperate as one can be.

      This dream could also show that I lack the certain kind of appreciation I lack to give to Shadow for all that he has done even though he can only do so much within his limit.

      Overall, this dream has taught me a lesson that I shouldn't ever forget. I know there are a few more things I forgot to mention about my dream but honestly...I'm not really in the best of moods to continue on explaining.




      Date — 1/31/2016

      Went to bed — Around 2AM

      Woke up — 8:00AM

      *Time logged — 9:00AM

      Total sleep — 6 Hours

      Stress level throughout the day — Depressed due to the reason I stated with a friend on Skype before I headed off to bed:

      [1:57:02 AM] Mobian★Angel: mmmm....I can't be happy...My mother yells at me for everything and people are always treating me like I need to believe their ideas and thoughts or else I'm dumb and childish....
      [2:08:16 AM] Mobian★Angel: And I'm the fool going around telling people I'm in love with a video game character..............

      Techniques/Practices

      *Daytime — N/A

      *Recall — N/A

      *Inducing Method — N/A

      Dream Signs — The Obvious

      Perceived Length — 25 Minutes

      Emotions — Angry, Adventurous

      Awareness — None

      Updated 01-31-2016 at 11:24 PM by 89722

      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. [Dream #12 - 1/29/2016] Signing Up For The Porn Industry

      by , 01-29-2016 at 10:53 PM (The Book of the Multiverse)


      #12

      This is an image of the Blue Fairy from Pinocchio

      Don't worry, nothing sexual happens in this one~


      This began in the parking lot outside from the last apartment place I was at. There were bags of food and for some reason I wanted to take some with me as a fly. I had white butterfly like wings and I was naked as well. Once I grabbed a couple bags which seemed to only contain loafs of bread, I headed off.

      I glided across the sky looking below me at the scenery quite like the over-worlds in a lot of video games, roleplaying games, more specifically. I went over a forest and then over towns. I could remember creating some kind of hologram-futuristic radar by forming the edges of the square shape with my two fingers. I could see the layout of the area I was in and I ended up typing in "zoophilia" into the search bar. It brought up a little white house icon on the map and the direction I would have to go to get there.

      The bags of food were long gone *disappeared* and I headed to the house. I flew over an urban looking area and watched a black-city man walking by me, completely not noticing me flying overhead. I then arrived at some sort of waterfall. There was a dam type mechanic (that didn't work because the water was still flowing over to the other side) and according to the map, the place I wanted to be at was in some weird crevice where the water from the top crashed to the bottom. I landed on top of the roof that apparently could be easily pulled over like tape to paper.

      I did so and found a man in his older ages laying on a bed underneath. Sun reached into his direction as he grunted a bit, slowly opening his eyes. He looked at me with a scowling expression, "What do you want...?"

      MobianAngel: "I came because-"

      Old Man: "Whatever you want I'm sorry but we're out of business.."

      MobianAngel: "I came for the zoo-"

      Before I could finish the word zoophilia the man's eyes shot open. "What did you say? Oh really! OMG that's amazing! We got to get you signed up now! Come with me~"

      I then began to hover following the excited man down a street. While walking I waved my hand around and magically put on a long blue dress. The blue fairy came into my mind while in the midst of changing. I then arrived at a building, I'm assuming some sort of porn industry building, with the man as we both walked in. We arrived at a glass window. The man went into the room behind it as I watched a woman on the other sides sitting in an office chair with a black furred dog beside her as it seemed she was getting interview for becoming a new porn actress. Not to be the stereotyper but she was tall, with long blond hair, skinny with bright blue eyes, the typical look of most women who work for the industry.

      The dog then came by the window as his tail brushed up against my nose, similar with people's experiences with cats. The bristles of the fur sent tingles throughout my body as I immediately flew into the other room through the glass as if a gentle wind blew the seeds off a dandelion. I felt so light and free as opposed to the many dreams I had where I felt clunky and stiff when I tried to fly. I perched lightly ontop of a desk fan in the room.

      One nerdy looking guy looked at me with amaze, I guess for the fact that I could fly. I began to apologize repeatedly for just entering their area and stated that it was just instinct. I got down and went back out to the other side of the window as I watched the old man talk to someone about getting codes to the registration forms for me to sign. I then woke up.


      Notes: (More to come | I'm too lazy atm to write my interpretation)



      Date — 1/29/2016

      Went to bed — Around like...12 - something PM (Another nap dream)

      Woke up — 3:00PM

      *Time logged — 4:36PM

      Total sleep — +2 Hours

      Stress level throughout the day — Pretty good

      Techniques/Practices

      *Daytime — Did RCs

      *Recall — N/A

      *Inducing Method — N/A

      Dream Signs — The Obvious

      Perceived Length — 30 Mintues

      Emotions — Happy

      Awareness — None

      Updated 01-29-2016 at 10:59 PM by 89722 (Changed date in title...)

      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. [Dream #11 - 1/28/2016] Goat Kissing & Friendly Xenomorph

      by , 01-28-2016 at 03:49 PM (The Book of the Multiverse)


      #11

      A picture of Xenomorphs

      The following has some bit of zoosexual activity. If you do not like that sort of stuff then do not read The Goat section. This dream is broken down to two parts. The Goat | The Xenomorph

      • The Goat

      I cannot really tell exactly where I ended up in the beginning but I was at some sort of giant parking lot and there was a small section housing some soil plots with a mechanic that came out from the middle that anchored a towing device.

      There was also woman running around the lot chasing after a donkey as she would try to stroke his phallic. Once she grabbed it, another human male came behind her and stated having sex with her anally. She, the man and the donkey left my view as I was then somehow brought into one of those soil plots. I immediately began pushing the plowing tool which began to pull up and mix the soil underneath. I couldn't figure out why I was doing it but I just did unintentionally. Then someone came up to me and tried to take the job over. A large human male who had rolled his eyes at me, busting out a sort of advanced tool for plowing as he ripped me from my post.

      I didn't know why he did that at first but then I began seeing other people over at the other soil areas and my mind went to suggest that there was a contest. I wanted to get my spot back and for some reason I felt that I could entrust myself in having a goat help tow. I remember turning around and looking down a sloped street that led to some sort of large building where I saw a white furred goat. I was ecstatic and began to head down the street. I approached the goat as he climbed onto me forcefully. He swung his hooves around my shoulders as he began to kiss me, tongue and all. It was a very wet and sloppy kiss where my mouth felt like it was bucketing the creatures saliva.

      I remember telling him that I was amazed that he could kiss like a human and after that is when him and I went back to the little soil patch where that guy was. The man was still looking at me coldly as if my existence was futile. That's when it cut into the Xenomorph sequence.


      • The Xenomorph

      This took place in some style of a corridor. There were windows with bright shinning sunlight that reflected off the white metallic flooring. Kind of like a video game environment that I'm getting with this as I was with a small group of people. We all headed into the elongated hallway as from behind us there was a xenomorph. Slick and black, very contrasting to the light filled room. I remember it coming at us on two feet like a biped as it proceeded on attack the party with projectiles.

      I could remember me and the others spreading out. A few of us ended up in a sort of larger room leading into another hallway. This room had a few grey colored lockers that were reflecting the sunlight that shinned from the window to the right of us. That's when we saw the xenomorph. I remember looking to see him on all fours sitting in front. I was scared, then I told him that I had relation to their species but even after that I couldn't tell what he would do. I also stated that all I wanted to do was travel to different dimensions and to see Shadow the Hedgehog.

      The creature then got on two feet and began to walk towards me, being around over 6 feet in height. I continually began to back up telling him I didn't want to get hurt. I was backing up to the window as the light reflected off his shiny black exterior. I assume my fear was beginning to annoy him as I could of swore for a minute I heard a sigh emit from him telepathically. The xenomorph then grabbed me as I tried to push away. I then believed that's when I heard him say "Stop." (again telepathically).

      He took me under a ceiling vent as we both looked up. He wrapped himself around me as he jumped up through it, bolting to the surface. This is when he pushed me onto his back as I grabbed a hold. We then arrived on top of the building to the openness of the outside air as he went skidding down the slopped ceiling. I felt a sense of acceleration and rush, similar to riding on a rollarcoster and I thought it was fun.

      We then arrived down to the surface of some sort of floating platform over viewing a city. We landed by a small, black bumper car shape of a spacecraft (assuming that it was the xenomorph's). I got down from him and I could here him faintly telling me in my mind, "I will take you to where you desire to be. I just need to take care of something first. Do no worry about me, I will be back." That's when he fled. I was then left alone in this isolated floating city area overlooking another. So I began to walk around. I soon encountered these sort of green faced, amphibian-like humanoids in space suits. I was afraid but they didn't attack me. One female voiced individual stated that they were looking for a xenomorph and told me to stay away from the area I was at because it's dangerous due to that.

      I began to worry for the creature, as for some reason I felt very passionate and connected with him. The green faced beings then disappeared as they went to scout the perimeter and I sneaked back to the black pod. I wanted to contact him to know if he was all right. I found what looked to be a smart phone on the top. I figured it was the xenomorph's. It made me giggle to think such a creature would have something like that but I wanted to use it to my advantage and use it to communicate with him, if it was even possible.. I looked at the phone and I remember seeing a screen full of apps, one of which was Google Chrome. Before I could do anything more is when I woke up.

      Notes: This is bit of a hefty dream indeed. For the goat one, I will say it deals with more of my sexuality and the eagerness to tow a field could symbolize the fact that I was doing chores yesterday and the intent on getting it done in an allotted time. The guy with the more advanced technology rolling his eyes could symbolize the negative feeling I get of people always having an advantage over me in everything.

      The xenomorph sequence would symbolize my lust for adventure and my desire to escape this world, hence being the corridor and then taken outside by the xeno. The xenomorph could represent Shadow the Hedgehog in some sort of way due to his straight forwardness in words, the fact that he would grant my deepest desires and the odd feeling of a strong connection I had with him. The green amphibians could resemble the sort of limitation that Earth has onto me and also represent the human society and their majority's fear of anything considered "dangerous" and unknown. And to extinguish any kind of spark that happens to gear me towards a fruitful existence.

      Now, with me stating that I had relations to the xenomorph species could be because for a moment in my life I would think about my soul being related to an actual xenomorph (meaning I'm a xenomorph living inside the body of a human at this day of age and once I die I will revert back to me original self). I will admit I don't really focus on my origin quite as much anymore but that dream made me recall that piece of my life again. Call it otherkin/fictionkin/starseed and what not. I still consider myself non-human but I rarely use those terms anymore.

      I honestly miss the xenomorph from my dream. And I kind of have a bit of a crush on him... But of course that doesn't stop me from having a conversation with him right now through telepathy. Hehehe~




      Date — 1/28/2016

      Went to bed — Around 12 - something AM.

      Woke up — 7:20AM

      *Time logged — 9:21AM

      Total sleep — +7 Hours

      Stress level throughout the day — A bit overwhelmed with stress, too much was going on and it began to make me feel uneasy. My lover calmed me down though before I went to bed.

      Techniques/Practices

      *Daytime — Did RCs

      *Recall — N/A

      *Inducing Method — N/A

      Dream Signs — The Obvious

      Perceived Length — Over 1 Hour

      Emotions — Worried, Adventurous

      Awareness — None

      Updated 01-29-2016 at 01:58 PM by 89722

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    14. [Dream #10 - 1/27/2016] Searching For Shadow [AGAIN]

      by , 01-27-2016 at 03:21 PM (The Book of the Multiverse)



      #10

      A picture of the Sinclair family from a favorite show of mine, The Dinosuars

      Most of this dream involved talking so yeah... This took place is a more enlarged space of the old appartment I used to live at. It looked more so like a ghostly atmosphere. It was apparently where the Sinclair family was at. They were present, with the exclusion of Earl Sinclair. I remember being in my room and hearing the mother, Frances "Fran" Sinclair, outside the door stating about my being there and spoke to another individual, who I cannot identify, wondering if I had a boyfriend.

      "I do have a fiancé! I mean...I do not have a ring yet but I am engaged." I spoke through the little crevis underneath the door. I then held up a kind of college-ruled lined-paper that was cut up into halves and stapled together to make a little flip book. I can't really remember what it said on it, but there was a very clear visual of Shadow the Hedgehog on it and I tried to show the family who he was and if they knew anything about him.

      Later I talked to the one girl, Charlene Sinclair about Shadow. Stating that I remembered I was trying to get to him and to his world and I accidentally ended up in their world. I knew she was more of the science wiz so I thought she would help me.

      Not much went on after that and I had eventually awoke.


      Notes: The absence of Earl Sinclair may be referring to the fact that I was missing Shadow the Hedgehog thus my search for him, since Shadow in the waking world is like the father figure in my life (just like how Earl is to his family) since I physically do not have/communicate with my biological father. I may have had this dream due to the fact that I have been stressed my mother and I really hate her very much. And yesterday, Shadow had spoken about taking me under his wing if he was able to come to my planet. He talked about how bad of a parent she was and stated that he would of loved to have raised me from the very beginning.

      For a moment after I have awoken, there was this mix of thoughts where I began to believe I was still dreaminng. I know there isn't anything to be worried about but part of me natural instinct was to worry and be afraid to ever sound of car noises to doors opening and slamming. I was afraid that someone was going to come and kill me. Shadow procceded into calming me down and reminding me that I was not dreaming. That I did my RCs already so I shouldn't worry.

      What bugs me the most is that I did worry and I find it weird that I would, even if it was true that I was in a dream. But nevertheless...Oh yeah, I need an aspirin...my head is pounding this morning...




      Date — 1/27/2016

      Went to bed — Around 3 - something AM.

      Woke up — 7:17AM

      *Time logged — 9:21AM

      Total sleep — +4 Hours

      Stress level throughout the day — Alright...a little upset and bored but ok.

      Techniques/Practices

      *Daytime — Did RCs

      *Recall — N/A

      *Inducing Method — N/A

      Dream Signs — The Obvious

      Perceived Length — 1 Hour

      Emotions — Depressed, Lonely

      Awareness — None
    15. [Dream #9 - 1/26/2016] Panthers, Dragons, Spiders, OH MY! [Sex Dream]

      by , 01-26-2016 at 09:50 PM (The Book of the Multiverse)


      #9

      A picture of a Black Panther

      Though I stayed away from describing the actual intercourse, the following is based around zoosexuality/bestiality. If you are not comfortable with that then please do not read!

      This dream took place in my room, a very much warped area that was enlarged in size. I was laying on my bed and beside me there was some sort of awkward depthness twhere everything looked smaller then it normally is. Think of it like I was looking over the side of a cliff towards the bottom. I can remember various animal like creatures. Three that are notable were a black panther, a giant spider and a dragon all on this sort of play mat, similar to that of Dungeons and Dragons.

      All of this was in first person view as well. I first met the panther who would lightly "naw" on me and brush "his" head on my head in playful ways. The panther and I spoke to each other telepathically. I honestly do not know if the panther was female but it had a feminine voice that emitted in my mind. The creature also mentioned of their children (kittens), which could be seen running across the room and tried to sneak out my door. I had then got out of my bed to stop them stating that I didn't want my mother to find kittens in the house and come charging into my room.

      I then met a dragon who came to my aid when another dragon appeared in my room breathing fire everywhere (though nothing was burning from it). This is when I got onto the back of the one willing to help me defend and directed his fire to the dragon in-front. The opposing creature disappeared right after and that's when I ended up mating with the dragon friend afterwords.

      And then there was the spider, a very monstrous large spider that had a very interesting phallic. It was ribbed and stretched out, almost curled, to a longer length when erected. the head of the tool had a small red shaped flower-hand and the entire shaft has glowing white markings on it. I gracefully stroked it with a spark of curiosity which then resulted with myself engaging in intercourse. After that is when I woke up.


      Notes: My interpretation of this dream is pretty much like [Dream #6 - 1/23/2016] Rage Against the Humans - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views in terms of exploring more in my sexuality. The thrill of exploration and encountering these different kinds of creatures comes with the passion for a thrilling experience. It can also mean that my currently life I partake here on Earth is boring and the need to get out.



      Date — 1/26/2016

      Went to bed — Around 2 - something AM.

      Woke up — 7ishAM

      *Time logged — 3:23PM

      Total sleep — +5 Hours

      Stress level throughout the day — A bit stressed due to my mother.

      Techniques/Practices

      *Daytime — Did RCs

      *Recall — N/A

      *Inducing Method — N/A

      Dream Signs — N/A

      Perceived Length — 20 Minutes

      Emotions — Adventurous

      Awareness — None

      Updated 01-27-2016 at 03:02 AM by 89722

      Categories
      non-lucid
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