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This dream was odd. I had lucid and non-lucid moments, but my athletic ability to climb was truly surprising.

And so many dream signs!


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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The day is Halloween, and I am with my kids scrambling toget them ready to go over to their grandparent’s house. Last minute touch-upsto costumes and making sure the front door is locked, we leave and head over totheir side of town.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the dream their house is on a side street along SouthFirst, far from their real home. A privacy fence surrounds the front yard andI’m not accustomed to walking through a gate to get to their door. Inside thehouse the living room is decorated for a Halloween Party, and a few pumpkinscan be found in the corners of the room instead of outside.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The clock says it is close to 7:00 P.M. but the sky stillhas light in it. I am just about to leave with the kids when the phone rings.The random person who answers it tells me that my daughter’s teacher is on thephone, and I can’t imagine what could be so important that she would call onHalloween night. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Reaching for the corded white phone I say Hello with aquestioning sound, still not sure what could be so important as to call now.She explains that she is in north Austin and wants to know if the neighborhoodaround the school is a good place for trick-or-treating, knowing we live rightacross the street from the school. I wonder why she is in north Austin when Iknow she lives southwest.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Gesturing with my hand as I speak I explain to her thatnormally she could come visit us and see that the school neighborhood is agreat place for trick-or-treating, but seeing as we are at the grandparent’shouse we aren’t handing out candy at home this year. I think about whichneighborhood I should recommend, debating in my mind the best places for candyand finding people home. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think you should try the neighborhood around the school,“I tell her. “There are lots of people around with kids and there will be morecandy than going to some of the western neighborhoods. Of course, you couldalways come visit us off South First, lots of people over here giving outcandy.” I smile thinking about how much fun the kids are going to have, brieflywishing I could be one also.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“It’s already 7 o’clock. You probably have about 90 minutesto trick-or-treat, and every 30 minutes you delay reduces the chances ofgetting a good supply of decent candy. It would probably take you too long toget here. I suggest you either stay where you are or try the neighborhoodaround the school.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I feel disappointed that we won’t get to see her and herkids for Halloween but the thought of being helpful lifts my spirits. I reallywant them to have a good time.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I get off the phone and walk from the dining hall to theliving room, finding myself in the house I shared with my mom in the early90’s. I walked out the front door and found it was daytime, perhaps earlier inthe day than before, though I still felt it was just after 7P.M. People werearound inside and out as though I was holding a party, so I assumed that I mustbe having people over. Even my neighbors were out walking about the street butI did not recognize any of them.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the driveway stood a man with a motorcycle, an oldermodel clearly in need of repair. The body was black but the rims of the bikewere golden instead of the normal chrome typically found on bikes like this.The biker was likewise dressed in black, and his clothes appeared a bit rattyas though he had been wearing them for years. His attire seemed odd consideringhow hot it was outside.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man turned off the bike’s engine as I approached andwalked to the opposite side of the bike from me. I noticed that fluid wasleaking from a seam close to where the front poles attached to the frame of thebike, and as I bent down to inspect it closer the leak intensified. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Your bike is leaking!” I said this with urgency, though notquite a shout. The man stopped and looked back to where I had indicated. “Isthat a problem?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think it might be.” He said this matter-of-factly andthen smiled at me, his handlebar mustache flaring up as his dirty teeth peekedout from between his chapped lips. His oversized round goggles made his faceseem overly cheery despite the spike on his classic-style helmet.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The liquid came in contact with some hot part on the bikeand began to steam/smoke. The smell was part gasoline and part coolant, anunusual smell for a motorcycle. Some of the paint on the front column began todisappear, exposing grey metal beneath. I began to back away from the bike,expecting it to catch fire at any moment. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]This seemed like a good time to go indoors, and I headedupstairs. For some reason I felt I needed the phone again, and I grabbed it offa table in my upstairs room. People were out on my balcony and I looked aroundfor a quiet place to talk on the phone, the music playing in my room too loudfor a private conversation. I was aboutto choose the closet or bathroom as a good place to talk when something caughtmy eye outside.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Quickly turning to my right I heard a crashing soundaccompanied by a frightening rumbling sound, similar to the effect of a tankpassing by. I looked out the window and past the people sitting outside to seea yellow crane passing my house and turning to crash over the fence between myproperty and the neighbor’s house. A large scoop/wrecking ball was attached toa cable at the front of the crane.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Moderately upset that the man had driven the crane over myproperty and left deep grooves in the yard I suddenly realized that if he wasgoing to trash and demolish the furniture around the backyard pool I should askif I could have first-crack at some of the stuff before it became trash. Therewas some nice furniture over there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turned again and raced through the room, passing right onby the stairs to the first floor. I needed a quicker way down and I foundmyself on the front balcony, a structure that didn’t normally adorn the housebut something I had always wanted, and would have placed there had I built thehouse myself. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I found myself looking out from the third floor of what wasnormally a two-story house, and I briefly wondered how I was going to get downsafely if I wasn’t using the stairs. Becoming suddenly aware I was dreaming Iknew the best way down would be to vault over the railing and lower myself downto the second floor. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Getting over the rail was easier than I expected, and eventhe rough wood gave me no splinters as I climbed down. I did not feel my weightas I expertly lowered my feet to the second floor railing, the rough woodproviding plenty of grip to keep me from falling. Remaining on the outside ofthe railing as I brought my body down I repeated the maneuver I used, quicklyfinding myself just four feet above the ground. An easy landing brought me tothe grass in the front yard where the driveway should normally be, and I ranalong the side of the house to catch up with the mighty yellow beast.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The fence was destroyed and a moderate pile of debris andwhat used to be patio furniture sat next to the pool. I almost skidded as Imade the turn into the yard, running past the crystal clear water and over tothe patio near the hot-tub. I managed to catch the attention of the manoperating the vehicle as he approached. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man was dressed in a blue button-up shirt, patternedlines all over the material. Khaki shorts and loafers completed his outfit, andhe stood before me like a man unsure of how to react. He appeared to be in hislate 40’s and was balding slightly on the top of his head. I suspected hisancestry to be northern European, his face round but flat on top with a widemouth and thin lips. He didn’t seem like someone who smiled often.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Hi, I’m your neighbor, Melanie. Welcome to theneighborhood! I was wondering, if you’re going to demolish everything could Ilook over any of the furniture or other things before you destroy them?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I gave him my most pleasant smile as I asked, dipping myhand in the beautiful water of the hot-tub, surprised to find it cold andinviting, just like the nearby pool. He stuck his hands in his pockets, lookeddown and scuffed his shoes in the dirt.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Shucky darn, “he replied. “I haven’t decided yet if I’mgoing to demolish everything. I guess so.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I believed he was indicating I could look around for thingsI liked though he never was any clearer with his answer. I turned my gaze tothe house over my right shoulder and saw a young girl, presumably his daughter,staring out at us from a wide window in the kitchen. She was probably aroundten years old, pretty, with long hair and a blue shirt. She sat on a stool andturned her head to the side when I looked at her, as though she was avoiding mystare. She seemed meek, possibly unsure of what was going on and how to react. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The kitchen was beautiful and seemed fitting for such a nicehouse. Wide, well-lit spaces with new appliances and furniture that looked likeit was made from polished bamboo or some other light-colored wood. I wasenvious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Knowing I had done what I set out to do I knew it was timeto leave, telling myself that I didn’t want to upset this guy, particularly ifhe was going to be my new neighbor. He seemed like a nice dream character, Idecided. When I wake up, I thought, I should tell the people on DreamViewsabout him. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walked back over to my house and entered through the reardoor, the messy floor immediately coming into focus. The party must have endedand everyone had left, possibly when the giant construction vehicle had showedup. It had been a little scary.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I had this dream fragment Monday morning. Like Sunday, I woke up early and never got to go back to sleep. I'm sure with how tired I was I would have had a good dream and probably lucidity if I could have.

Anyway, I am still noticing the color blue.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I was face-to-face with a large man, bulky and sweaty, withvisible veins along his skin. He looked upset, though it could have just beenthe effort of moving his sweaty bulk around. He was clearly not enjoyinggravity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dressed in a stained wifebeater that may have once beenwhite, he looked like he had been eating something recently. Food stained hischin, his shirt, and the light blue shorts he was wearing. I had never seen aman this big in person, and I was repulsed by his appearance. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As he approached he began to speak but only moans andguttural sounds came out at first. My instinct was to flee but something heldme to that spot. I didn’t want him to touch me or come any closer. I neversmelled him but I feared I wouldn’t like it if I could.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He stopped and looked at me like I was doing somethingwrong. Oddly it wasn’t my displeasure that seemed to bother him. Somethingother than my expression had caught his eye, something big enough to make himpause. This made me turn my head slightly to the side in wonderment.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He regained his composure, made a half-smile, and simplysaid, “They’re coming.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Before I had a chance to ask him about this he turned andbegan walking away. I was just about to reach out, ask him to turn around, whenhe suddenly disappeared. His form shot forward in a blur that diminished to adistant point. It happened so fast I had no time to register it before thepoint grew into a blinding white point of light that expanded to fill myvision.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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So I went to sleep very late last night. Despite being way tired it was difficult to fall asleep. My mind was not racing like it sometimes does when I have trouble sleeping, but something wouldn't allow me to fall asleep easily.

So...no lucidity. Dream fragments a plenty but nothing lucid.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I dreamed that all people are vessels filled with energy,like a liquid, that can be either good or bad. In my dream a person was beingpoured out, emptied, of all their bad liquid. The waxy liquid was being pouredinto a large iron cauldron, the kind one might see in a steel mill. The man incharge of this looked like a sweaty Jeremy Irons, and he wasn’t wearing a shirt.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]People aren’t always filled with bad liquid, but when itdoes fill someone up it needs to be poured out. Being poured involves beingsevered in half at the waistline, lifted by the torso over the iron vat andemptied of the bad material. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I never did get to see someone reintegrated.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dream #2 - [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I was trying to tie my shoes and I couldn't get my hand to make the loop. I kept trying to slow down and do it right but the more I tried the more frustrated I became. Ultimately I gave up and went looking for my sandals but the dream shifted and I never put anything on my feet. I walked through some hotel that wasn't familiar and went behind the front desk to use the phone in the bathroom, and it was wet.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dream #3 - [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I hated something yellow, and wanted it to be blue. No clue what it was. I don't even know who I was arguing about it with. I was in a room with bumpy wooden walls, like they were made out of the bamboo screens that shield the front windows from the sun. They were dirty walls.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dream #4 - [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I went to the grocery store to buy bananas for my office manager. The grocery store, usually a large H.E.B., is located down the street and surrounded by old, wood-frame houses. Instead of sliding doors a long metal gate blocks the entrance and somehow manages to keep the cold air in as well. It swings with a creaking noise that makes the people in line cringe and cover their ears. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look down and see there are fire ants near my shoes and I move to avoid them, but they keep coming closer and closer. When I turn around I see a couple on my pants and brush them off frantically. I then see one on my arm and I'm scared of it and it starts to turn bigger.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]

I was taking a nap. I tried to lucid dream, but I ended up not getting a nap at all. However, this was still quite interesting.

Whenever I close my eyes, I see patterns of blue light. I see waves of glowing blue all moving around freely, with some occasional orange thrown into the mix.

This time it was very vivid. At one point it was so clear I could see the rough edges instead of blurriness.

The strangest part is, at one point my heart started pounding for no reason. It quickly went back to normal, though.

I also remember feeling vibrations in my feet at one point, but it went away after a few seconds.

Spoiler for Picture:

So pretty!

04.09.2012

Frida Kahlo Fellatio Queen, Trickster, Ridge Forrester, Melanieb, Alyzarin in Black Dress

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Frida Kahlo Fellatio Queen

Spoiler for 18+........................:

I remember the dream starting out where I was near a garage, like near the end of it to where you can pull down on the door. I didn't pay too much attention to the surroundings beyond it since I had my back facing the area, I do remember it being day time.

I'm receiving a blowjob from a women, but she her face was a but distracting, maybe because she looked a little bit fuzzy in her visage.

I think she looked a lot like Frida Kahlo, the artist who had the unibrow....

But the way she was giving the blowjob was amazing, it was like she was a blowjob queen! The way she slowly bobbed her head back and forth, along with sticking out her tongue to leave a small gap of air to go all the way in.

The way she closed her eyes and made small moans, while moving her tongue in a circular motion, and I was feeling every single bit of saliva saturating my penis, and eventually ejaculated without waking up!

There was another lady to the left of me, I didn't get to see her face, she was spreading spreading her ass out, and it was gaping like crazy. I make a "Come here" finger motion, and I almost went inside her ass with only the head of my penis getting in, but the dream shifts.

......................if you didn't read the spoiler, basically, there's a dream shift near the ending of it.

Then I find myself in the garage, but it's still open. Apparently, I'm forming this type of energy disk floating in the air, and I'm controlling it with ease. I use my right hand to move it to the left and vice versa for my left hand.

It almost felt like water-bending from Avatar: The Last Airbender series.

It was moving so fast as well, and I think there was this person in the middle of the garage. I had so much control over this flexible and weird looking disk-shaped energy that I moved the energy around his neck, without making it come in contact with his skin.

I could tell the energy I was forming was dangerous, since it was rotating a little faster than I expected to be.

Then there's a dream shift to where I see someone in some weird outfit. I think they were wearing clothing that looks like Magneto's outfit from X-men and Brainiac's from Superman.

I think he looks at me for a while, and then a small menu appears on the bottom right hand corner, as if my first person view was a HUD screen.

The options were pertaining to rejecting or accepting some type of action, and I think I set my intentions to reject it, but it was too addicting for me to stop whatever it is I'm doing.

Then there's an option to make things easier or harder, and I see a girl I have a crush on in waking life, I think. Let's call her "Isa."

Isa was standing there near something electronic, and I decided to put the option for a harder difficulty, and she ends up reading a newspaper?

(I guess reading newspaper instead of using electronics is the new expert mode or something, hahaha).

For some reason, everything felt like I had to choose these options quick, or something bad would happen, but nothing serious was occurring at all.

That's all I remember.

Dream 2: Trickster Mind (WILD)

I'm resting on my bed, deciding what to do to get into a WILD. I decided that I should go ahead and incorporate KingYoshi's relaxation method where you flex your muscles for a few seconds, seeing as I haven't done that in a long while.

I did that, and then I started to focus on my breathing. I had some thoughts in my head, but eventually, I decides to just....let....go.

After a few minutes of breathing, one moment I realized my breathing was skipped and suddenly reached a calmer and more relaxed state that didn't need my conscious effort to alter.

I turn to my sides a few times, not too much, and once I go to my left side.

I started to feel sensations around my head region and neck.

I felt a "pull" sensation, almost like a vortex making a warping gravitational pull. I continue breathing slowly, while the back of my eyes are exhibiting a dark environment with a void feel to it.

There were vibrations as well, and I slightly opened my eyes, but not too much to affect what was going on, since I was being calm through the whole thing.

Then I find my body instantly rolls over to the other side, without me even making and effort! I just went with the flow, and it was if I was floating, and then turning to my right to rest on the bed.

After the vibrations stopped, it takes a while, but I get up, do a nose plug reality check.

Yep. Definitely dreaming. My mind is being pretty clever right now, the overall color of my bedroom matches exactly to the current state of how it looks like in the morning in waking life. But that didn't fool me.

I see the door was closed as well, just like in waking life. I had the intention to find Alyzarin I believe, since I knew Kaomea would be a little too busy for me to find her.

Since I'm on the right side of the bed, I have to move forward, turn left and then another left to reach the door.

Then I find myself stopping to a halt, and I'm wondering what's going on, but it seems that I'm not use to using my dream eyes as yet.

I wake up again, and I get up again, and I see this fairly large chameleon statue on the left side of my bed.

I was a little shocked to see something appear just like that when I woke up for a temporary False Awakening.

"Oh that's clever...." I declared to myself.

I look at the statue a little bit more, and it seems like it was smiling a bit. Not sure if it was at me, but I'm presuming it was smiling at me since I almost fell for the FA trick.

I find myself in this twilight state, half-awake, half-asleep. And as I'm holding the state with my arms, just to feel things, my waking life eyes open slightly and I see the statute is suddenly alternating to how my pillow looks like.

I see the ends of my pillow in waking life, and see the blue stripes going horizontally.

The statue disappears and I wake up.

Dream 3: Ridge Forrester

I was at a Hispanic Restaurant, and I'm standing near a tray line to order what I want to eat. I get the Enchiladas meal with Spanish rice and all of that good stuff, and apparently I'm ordering to go.

After a few minutes or so, the employee at the tray line says that the meal is done, and she gives me it in a To-go package and a bag. I take it, and before I could make a complete step, she tells me,

"Oh, sorry! It's not heated up as yet."

I was a little confused, but I turned back and gave her the food. Then things get weird, and she says it's heated up already, and I taste the food to see if it's warm.

It turns out to be warm, but just to make sure, I told her that it tastes raw. Then she calls someone, not to sure on who it was, but she starts mixing up the food, since most of the heat was on the bottom.

I do the same thing with my food and go along whatever path I'm headed for.

Then the dream shifts to where I'm in another restaurant most likely, and there are these group of female who want Ridge Forrester from the Bold and the Beautiful to choke.

I don't know why, but apparently, if he didn't take two pills around the same time, something would happen to his body. They get some people to steal one pill, and Ridge drinks the other.

If they failed to do so, it would be hard to take him down.

He's trying to find the other one, but I believe there's one in front of him already, and he drinks that one as well.

I think the women were shocked, and I think I probably gave him the pill in spectator mode without anyone seeing me, but I'm not too sure on that.

Well, that was a random event.

Dream 4: Melanieb

I'm in spectator mode again, and I see Melanieb doing something with some people. I think they're balancing a mouse or something on a teddy bear that looks like the one from "Bleach."

There's a cat that is coming from some small hallway, and Melanieb and whoever she's hanging out with wait for the cat to dash towards the mouse. The cat does so, and Melanieb quickly grabs the teddy bear because she doesn't want it to get dirty.

I'm pretty sure that was Melanieb, seeing as I saw elements of the lady on her avatar.

Dream 5: Alyzarin in Black dress?

The way things were in this dream, despite it being short, I'm compelled to believe I may have met Alyzarin in this dream.

The way this person looked, how tall they were, the blue tiles, the small little details that gave me the vibe that was her.I'm in a public bathroom. The tiles blue and white, and I realize that I'm in the female's restroom.

Sweet.

Some females come in, and I don't think they're bothered by my presence at all. To be honest, I'm not sure if I was a female or male at this point, seeing as the females didn't scream at me or anything.

I'll just assume I was a male in this dream though.

I stand there for a little while, and I'm that blank state of mind, until I see another female come into the bathroom.

She was blonde, she wore a short black dress, and by short, I mean SHORT to the point where it's barely covering her private parts.

I look at her for a while, I take a good stare into her eyes, a really good stare. It seems she's looking at me as well. But I'm not sure if I made her fall for me, or if she was luring me to her, but either way, everyone else in this dream didn't really matter but her.

I didn't pay attention to this in the dream, but I do remember the DC Alyzarin met who was blonde and had a black outfit, and Alyzarin is fairly taller than me, and the blonde in front of me fit that description.

I slowly advance towards her, thinking of what I'm going to do to her. Dirty thoughts are being fabricated as I'm getting closer and closer.

I hold her hand, and I rest my body on her against the wall. I think she's a little surprised at first, but she felt so freaking warm and nice.

This vibe of hers, I swear, it's like she puts up the innocent demeanor just to play cute with me, and once I was on her body against the wall, I was trapped by her kindness, I didn't really care if she was playing weak to dominate me.

I think my left hand was holding her right hand, and my left hand was probably holding her waist. I started to kiss her a little bit, taking control for a little while.

I honestly do not know how I know how to Kiss, but something is working....

I can't really remember how it looked like, seeing as I'm busy slobbering myself all over her. Then I carried her for a little while, grabbing her ass so she wouldn't fall down.

We get closer to the exit of the bathroom which didn't have a door. It was one of those where there was a wall in the middle, so you had to walk in a L-shaped formation to get out.

We're near the wall of the intersection of the L-shaped path, and by the time my back is agaisnt the wall, she takes control.

She has her legs wrapped around me, and I'm still grabbing her ass, feeling how soft it is. She takes control kissing me, and by this point I'm in that "Do whatever the fuck you want to do with me" moment.

Then another female comes in, and I use my right eye to peek to see who it is, while Alyzarin or whoever it was is going crazy with my mouth.

The other female looks at us for a second, but she just pretends she isn't seeing anything lol.

(I don't know if it was Alyzarin, the blonde she met in the black outfit, but whoever it was, it was pretty fun).

We continue kissing and breathing like we're animals, and then I realized I had to go somewhere?

(wait....what? what do I possibly need to do another than this??!??!)

FRICK, WHAT THE FRICK DO I NEED TO DO THAT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN THIS!!!
DAMN IT!@$%@^$#%&$

Yes, Kaomea, I'm going to use Frick now because of you.

I help her down, and her legs are finally on the ground again, and I can't remember what I tell her, probably something about meeting her again soon.

I go to a door to enter to a class, and I see look through the window to see someone with crutches.

So I push the door to get in, and then pushed it out to allow the person with crutches pass. I didn't get a "Thank You" or a modicum of appreciation from the person, but I didn't really care after a few seconds.

It was just something natural to do, it almost seemed I had to do it so I wouldn't look like an asshole.

I can't remember what I did in the classroom, but moving to the classroom was pretty fricking pointless after that treatment I had with the blonde in the bathroom.

I was recruited into the army as a blue (In the halo world of red vs blue...duh) All i remember is going on some crazy mission to fight the reds, the leader of which turned out to be a class mate of mine. He was probably the only smart one but even so there were far to many idiot reds and blues for him to handle. I ended up just saying screw it, i have know idea whats going on, and just doing what ever Church said to do. All i remember after that id explosions and running and Caboose yelling, who in my dream is like my best friend (Even though Church is his Best friend...whom which we stalk together at one point...idk) This does not surprise me because Caboose is my favorite character. Anyway it was fun.

02.27.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Zhaylin???

I was riding my bicycle randomly within my University, and I saw Zhaylin or someone who looked like her inside some huge vehicle, probably a Hummer or something of the sort. She was smiling at me, and I don't know what I did after that.

However, the dream shifts to where I asked Zhaylin if she wanted to mix Dragon Bones with something. I think she didn't want to do anything else with me anymore, but I don't know the things we did exactly.



The last thing I remember was thinking to myself that it would help get her Prayer up in Runescape if she did want to use Dragon Bones.

I think she giggles and wants to get out of the area that we're in.

Dream 2: Someone Tricks me

Apparently, I'm choosing things on some screen, and apparently they were being saved, and at the end of the little test I had to do, I've been given a horrible score on one part of the exam.

I've been given a 1, but I forgot what part it was, maybe it was on Morale or something of the sort. Then a DC that looks a lot like my father's friend. Let's call him "Rupe."

He was explaining how what I entered would affect my performance somewhere, but I can't remember what exactly, all I know is that I was panicking like mad.

But to make sure that the DC didn't pick up on me being paranoid to potentially saturate my mind with more worries, I immediately shifted to being neutral in my demeanor and asked him a random question.

At first I wanted to say how long it would take for me to obtain a Bachelor's Degree, but I immediately pause before saying Bachelor, and asked him how long it would take to get another degree (I forgot what type I asked him about).



He said that it would take me 7 years to get the degree that I forgot I asked him about. (Of course, this is assuming with undergraduate studying (4 years), I'll get it in 3 years after).

I guess that might be a good thing since I'll be getting whatever it is early? But I'm also concerned about the validity of this random test that I took on the screen.

I saw components like dream recall, which led me to assume that this was probably just how I remember my dreams and how I apply them to certain fields of writing/typing them down I guess.

Dream 3: Science Review Game

I'm sitting on the top level of a large lecture room with some random DCs. I see a blue screen in front of me, and the teacher that I can't recall their facial features, was about to start a review game for something.



Some random questions came up and the teacher had a horrible method of verifying if a certain team got something right or not, people simply raised their hands, and I guess he took that as a right answer or something when he asked "Who had this?"" etc.

I asked the DC to the right,

"What team are we on?"

He replies, "Blue."

After that, I look at the environment a little bit before waking up.

I was pretty glad the second dream was just a dream, because it felt like it was related to college, and I was this close from going insane for some reason, even though I tried to fake my calmness towards this DC.

I checked the definition of Morale again just to make sure the dream wasn't too random:

mo·rale/məˈral/

Noun:The confidence, enthusiasm, and discipline of a person or group at a particular time

Well that explains things, I guess this dream was basically telling me that I'm not motivated to do great things now.

Maybe it's a sign or not, I'm not too sure, but I have been thinking about giving up a lot lately. I just don't see myself anywhere good in the near future.

Just testing this feature

I Got A Brick (FRAG)

I was back in college but it was very confusing because nothing resembled campus and that was very noticeable. My girlfriend wasn't there and that was really bugging me also so I was constantly thinking about her. I then tried to figure out something to do since she was not there so I could fill in my time. I remember I was wearing my green windbreaker sweats and boots. I pulled out both of my pant legs and my calf tattoo was showing but for some reason it felt uncomfortable. (I've noticed in my DJ hiatus that a dream sign is when my tattoo looks weird or is fuzzy). I then went on an adventure to find the mail room and I walked into Walking around trying to find the mail room. I then ran into jordan (not sure which one) and one of his friends. I thought that was weird, especially because in this reality of my college there was an upperclassmen side and an underclassmen side and they were on the upperclassmen side. That side was a strange throw up yellow paint on a strange bare feeling cement architecture. I kept walking and saw a guy with a sunflower tattoo on his right arm (he was wearing a wifebeater) I kept going in search of the mail room and ran into Austin C and one of his friends. They were talking about a recruit from the first week of school and I couldn't remember who they were talking about. More walking. The sole of my right boot started peeling off. Austin is gone now. I keep going on my search which leads me to an underground tunnel thing. It was all painted a strange blue and it was still weird barren cement architecture. I finally get to the room which is considered the mail room. There is an old lady, fat and hunch back and she either has a mask on or she is actually a monster. I talk to her about trying to find my mail and she laughs, wanders to the back of the room, and comes back with a thick envelope. I open it up and its a brick. We joke, we laugh.

I was island-hopping with my friends, quite literally: jumping and swimming around to get to the nearby islands. There was a big, gold buddha monument and buildings that looked like toys everywhere. My sister held my hand, as she led the way. We dove under. The water was crystal clear blue (much like swimming in the pool). It was beautiful. We resurfaced and waved at our friends. There also were boats and planes around, a cartoony-like image.

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Upon arriving at a place that was dim and damp, with wooden floors and walls, I was introduced to my fiance. An arranged marriage or so it seems. I recognized him (Hyun-Bin), but in this dream he's just some random guy I met for the first time. We were told to answer slam-book like questions in the blackboard to get to know each other.
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We were being chased (can't remember who I was with). We trespassed a building that was fenced all around. It looked like a school, a monastery, and a convent all at the same time. The ceilings were low. Walls were cream and maroon-colored. When we passed by a dojo-room with an ongoing martial arts class, we barged in and said we wanted to learn, thinking we could get away from whoever was chasing us. They caught us up though. One guy pointed a big pencil-like weapon (which is weird) directly at my right eye. I feared for my life, but I wasn't able to move either. He wasn't able to hit me because people around saved me.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I may have been in an airport. Near me was a black man who may either have been a friend or an acquaintance. He was kind of tall and kind of strong looking. He had long, wavy, brown hair that almost looked like a wig. He also had a long, black beard. He wore black sunglasses, a black, denim jacket and no shirt, and probably blue or black jeans.

The man was in trouble for some reason. Airport security may have thought of him as a terrorist. I hoped security's suspicion of the man wouldn't spread to me. The man and I seemed separated from each other by about ten meters. Near the man was a line of boxes about knee-high.

I was now in the man's house, which was a big mansion. We were in some area like a living room or a sun room. We still stood apart from each other and facing each other, like we'd stood at the airport.

The interior of the mansion was spacious and open. Everything was white, and there were big windows and sliding glass doors everywhere. The man may have been wearing white versions of the clothes he'd worn in the airport as well.

Somewhere was a "library," which the man showed me. It was really just a bookshelf. It was wall-height, maybe three or four meters long, with five or six levels of shelves.

All the books in the "library" looked like they belonged to one edition or came from one publisher. The books were all bound in leather or fake-leather, marbleized-looking covers. The bindings had gold lettering and trim.

There were only three colors of books: blue, red, and green. The three different colors were all grouped together. There were very few blue books: they only took up a portion of the left side of the very top shelf. The red books took up the most space: from where the blue books ended, down to about halfway along the second to last shelf. The green books took the rest of the space.

The man may possibly have showed me "my bedroom," or the guest bedroom, which was, now, also the library. In this library-bedroom there were a bed and a desk, both white. Over the desk was a wall-mounted bookshelf, with the same kind of books as on the previous bookshelf, arranged in a similar fashion.

I'm with A. M. in the former home of my grandmother. He has a son.
The kid is blonde with blue eyes.
It has a yellow babygrow.
A. M. turns to me and says that today we gonna playing football.
When we arrived to the football field, I realize that the field is a mixture of petrol stations and a dirt field.

One of the football poles (of my team) was between two gasoline stations.
I fail some goals but a little later i score one, the ball goes very slowly between the legs of the goalkeeper.
I start running and screaming goooooooooooaaaal!
However A. M. wonders where his son is, and he says that the child is with T. A. , he's taking take care of him.

Suddently the police or some sort of a special force appears... and suddenly I'm in a helicopter with the leader of this special force ...

Barack Obama is the commander of these special forces. He's about to throw me from the Helicopter. He as metal discs
in his hands and feet,they function like the Iron Man´s propellers.

I put some metal discs in my own hands and feet too.

He dominates that technology better than me. I try to take a swing at him...but he suddenly disappears.
The Helicopter lands and a white-coated scientist comes to me and says that F is expecting my orders.

It´s seems im some kind of leader of some sort of organization.

I grab some propellers, put them in my pockets and go away.

A and I had moved into a new house. The house was large and had many divisions.
Once we got to the new house,a boy with black hair came to visit us. He had blue jeans and a pale-blue shirt. The boy was very curious, talkative and friendly.
He is always around us, that seems to please A.
I'm a little upset that he´s always around, due to the lack of privacy.
A tells me that he just needs attention and someone to talk to him. He tells me he is the son of a neighbor.
I saw him come into our house through the large windows of our room. Initially when he tried to enter the house through the window,he looked adult, and wore an electric-blue shirt, and had short black hair.
I flew towards him to give him a kick in the face, but the curtains (which were also blue) blocked my sight, and I stopped. When the curtains came out of my sight, the man had disappeared and in its place was already the boy.
I'm walking around the house to see how it is. The kitchen has walls painted of many colors.

The room has a small television .... It also has marble stairs that give access to a garage door, in the bottom of the stairs.
Along the staircase, I see three dogs. The first one is near the top of the stairs, looks like a Labrador. When I open the door he wakes up. The Labrador was sleeping in a bag of raffia. He looked at me in a sweet way.
Everything i saw in this part of the dream was in night vision mode, since everything had a green tint.
The kid comes home again after I have sent him away.
I speak a little with him and then he leaves.
I speak with A and tell him that this lack of privacy can not be and that we must move to a new house.
She tells me: "You need to speak with the landlord first ok?"
I went shopping with A. Once we parked the car four thives appear.
After locking the doors of the car, i started walking back and forth with it, trying to run over them.
One of the times I did Reverse one of the robbers hit on my rear window with a wooden baseball bat. The window didn´t break.
I look to my right and I don´t not see A inside of the car.
She´s outside of the car, dressed all in black with a dress in spandex, to mid-thigh. It has a black bag to match the dress.
The robbers are trying to get her, and each time one of them comes near her she hits him and pushes him.
I tell her to get inside the car, but every time she goes in, one of the robbers approaches her.
She does not seem too bothered by the robbers, because she laughs each time one of them gets close.

I get out of the car, grab the baseball bat from one of the robbers and throw the baseball bat at one of them, breaking his teeth, i break the head of another robber with a punch. Then i grab the baseball bat again and deliver a full swing into the third robber in the head, leaving the thickest part of the club in his skull. When the fourth robber comes in my direction, i break his nose with a kick.
The third robber looked like Alec Empire from Atari Teenage Riot.

A and I are coming home and she began to hear a noise ... we saw a beetle.
The beetle was near a water pipe at the corner of our apartment.
Next to our apartment there is a house with walls made of tiles, with decorations in dark blue.
Suddenly two neighbors appear and we all try to take a picture of the beetle, but no one could.
The beetle is light brown and have wings and hieroglyphs in the head, of various colors.
Suddenly the beetle changes color, becoming all black and blue with green reflections.

I was at home, near our smaller gate, with some of our family. I found a small, blue fish flying along the plants, like a butterfly. I tried touching it. It flew behind me, and I felt it's nozzle push me in the ears, only to find it was actually our dog, and the fish keeps flying/floating. Our dog pawed at it gently, and some of the fish's "hair" fell off, but it's still floating. It flew up to the sky. Someone said that there are a lot of them living in Utah?

A flashback.

I was looking at a Latino-looking boy, around 8-years-old. He was pushing a cart filled with "balut" (the flying blue fishes' eggs that they lay on the forest trees, found in Mexico/Utah?) on a dirt road, and everywhere I see trees, but not very dense. More like a tropical place.

Two kids of about the same age (and also Latino-looking) appeared in front of him. He left his cart and charged at them. I assumed he fought them, although I didn't see any fight. There were two more kids behind him, and they took his (?) mop.

Afterwards, I see the two kids who appeared first take the cart. I didn't know what happened to the kid pushing the cart.

I was in a church. Somehow, I thought it was in Mexico. The kid was there. He grew up, although now he looks Caucasian. He was tall, like a teenager. Then he became small, as if at will, back to his own age-height, but still very Caucasian. He was looking for the book he left in the cart. I forgot the book title, but the author's Michael Frankl, or something. I saw the edge of the book stacked somewhere, and the cover color theme looks like that of Dianetics.

There was a pastor in the center, and somehow I sensed he was one of the kids who took the cart. He's now quoting and plagiarizing the book.