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03.30.2012

Castle Infiltration & Lady in Red Dress, I'm The END, Short Seats (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap that ended up being a little bit too late to take one.

Dream 1: Castle Infiltration & Lady in Red Dress

I'm starting out in an awkward position to conceal myself in this dream. This dream had a few resets and moments where I was close to being caught.

I remember being side a fancy area with gray tiling and gray brick walls, and there's red carpet in the middle of every path to walk on. I hear a man talking about something to some guards, but I can't remember what exactly.

I had to be really careful of the guards, because they had some weird formation that apparently preventing them from having gaps whenever they turned their back at me.

I remember there being some reset in the dream when I was caught because I underestimated the guards.

Here's something new, most of them were blonde females in red latex outfits. I don't know if I should be afraid of them, or fantasize their amazing bodies in this dream, but they looked like serious business.

After the guy is done talking, I put myself against the wall, slowly moving to the left to see that he's this close from me, but because the area I'm in an area for things to be hung up as decorations, he doesn't bother going through the mini-hallway.

I see what's near the hall way, and I head outside to the door to the right of me quickly before the guards turned out.

I think there was another instance where I was hiding in the mini-hallway again, but this time, I was leaning at the right side to see the guards and the guy interacting with each other.

Since they were closer to the exit, that meant I could hide on the other side.

The area that's next to the mini-hallway I was in was formatted into a square, so there would be guards at each corner, but since they all gathered to listen to what that guy was declaring, I quickly went to the left side of the square hallway.

I see the blonde females in red latex suits move the opposite direction, and I quickly leave out to the door.

Somewhere along in those moments, there was one female who got closer to where I was hiding inside the mini-hall way with decorations and red carpet.

She actually came into the small room, and instead of staying there and making her tell the other guards, I quickly dash towards her, grabbed her neck, held it really tight, and then stabbed her in her stomach.

I didn't pull the dagger/knife out, I was still holding onto her neck, and slowly helped her descend to the ground. I believe she had brown hair, the type that had a shine to it, and her face was sort of pure with a light apricot skin tone to it.

She was wearing a red dress, not a latex suit. But because I was worried that someone might've heard the dagger penetrating through her, and her coughing blood once, I didn't bother to ask who she was before she really died.

She was completely different from the guards, she didn't have any weapons or anything, she just came in at the wrong time. I look her dead body, gazing at her cold and blank stare at me. She still has her mouth opened, and there's blood dripping out to the side.

Her skin tone started to become even more pale, and her arms are spread out. I couldn't do anything but leave the area.

If you want to talk to me, and make yourself less likely to be killed or injured, at least don't wear the same color as the other female guards!

Why am I killing people so recklessly in these dreams?

Dream 2: I'm The END, Escape from Bicycle

The title may be a little confusing, but I was "The End", I'm sure I was because even though things were in third perspective, I could feel myself being him.

He's basically this old guy who is supposed to be remarkable with sniper weapons and hiding overall in Metal Gear Solid 3, and if you managed to get him to cough up some items, you can get the camouflage that has the best percentage to conceal yourself in the game I believe.

I'm in some desert area, and there's a guard base. Since I'm using the camouflage of his that can alter to most environments, I didn't have to worry about guards finding me.

There's wide and big light brown tiling format I'm on that matched the sand's color.

I was prone (still in third person perspective), and there's a guard in front of me. I'm near his feet, I ponder if I should grab them and make him trip, but I decided to quickly stand up and grab the back of his neck.

I could feel how hard "The End" was choking this person from behind, I can feel the vibrations and the guard having no chance against him.

The guard falls to the floor, and then I find myself shifting consciousness somewhere else. The dream shifts to where I'm trying to escape an area full of guards and tanks with machine guns and turrets attached at weird parts of them.

There's a set of bicycles lined up at a bicycle rack, and most people are trying to escape, but none of the bicycles are moving, something is locking them.

It seems that the guards didn't care I was there anymore, because they're busy running for their lives as well. I was in a large and dark garage, probably where they stored their weapons and vehicles.

It opens up, and a guard that looks like a soldier in desert gear is getting on a bicycle, waiting for the garage door to open up. I see there's a bicycle next to him, and as he heads out, I quickly rush to it.

The bicycle was blue I think, and one of those with the curved metal handles at the ends. I'm trying to pedal, but I have to pedal too much, and it's not really going fast to compensate the effort I'm giving it.

I tried shifting gears so that it would be a little harder to pedal, but it would not go faster. While I'm riding awkwardly, there's some person to the left of me trying to get on a bicycle, but he can't ride it because it's locked somehow.

He asks himself, "What the hell is going on?"

I don't know if he was asking me, because I was too busy trying to escape whatever it is I'm running from.

Dream 3: Short seats At Lunch

I'm waiting at one of the lines at a random school, and I take a while on what I want to buy, even though I had enough to eat on my tray. I go to the cashier, but I can't remember paying for anything.

I sit near these group of people, mostly females, and the seating is really awkward, the seating was really low for comfortable eating.

I basically sit there feeling like a dimwit, trying to come up with a way to make myself seem normal around these people.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

It was a hot day. I was walking up a slope in a desert forest. The soil was grey and dry. There were pine trees, well-spaced, and shrubs and boulders.

I somehow sensed an animal stirring behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see an animal I first thought of as a deer starting up from behind a boulder.

The deer seemed to be afraid of me, so that it wouldn't move. So I turned around and walked away, hoping to calm the animal.

The deer now rushed out from behind the boulder and past me, coming a little close. It was probably still afraid of me. It scared me a little, too. It was very big. I now thought of it as an elk, even though it was colored like a deer.

I now turned to my left and was walking toward a path or road. There were no trees in this area, and the sun was bright. From behind a smaller boulder sprung another deer-like animal. This one was dark mahogany, almost like an elk. But it only came up to my waist.

The little animal was really friendly. So I decided to pet it. It began licking me. But then it got too clingy with me. It began kissing and sucking my hand. I couldn't escape from the animal. It almost seemed to be coiling around me. And it was slobbering all over me.

I knew people said that wild animals with rabies first act really friendly with people. I wondered if this animal had rabies. If it did, and it was slobbering all over me, if was probably exposing me to rabies.

I managed to free myself from the animal. I was now on the path. There were a black man and woman on the path with me. Off to my left was a small, nice, wooden bridge that overlooked a wide, shimmering valley or gleaming lake.

The woman was telling me how she was poor and hungry. She was trying to get me to give her money so she could get some food. But I had a feeling that she only wanted to feel me out to see if she could use me to get a lot of money.

But the man told the woman to stop complaining and to get onto assistance. The man said that where we were, in South Africa (?), people could get really good food assistance.

Dream #2

I was watching a true-crime TV show, kind of like "Unsolved Mysteries," probably with my family. The segment was about some woman who had been murdered by her boyfriend.

The murder was pretty gruesome. But, for some reason, what struck me more was how irresponsible and neglectful the woman had been in her life. I took as a sign of this the woman's obsession with collecting little "cute" toys.

One of these toys stood up on a bookshelf. It was a little, black rabbit. I somehow knew that the rabbit was controlled by a stylus, as if it were something like a touch-screen Game Boy.

I was standing -- somewhere -- with my sister. I was showing her that I knew how to play with these "cute" animals as well. The "cute" animal was basically a screen like an iPad screen, surrounded with white fur.

I was now walking around outside with a tall, fattish white man. The man had stubbly cheeks and wore a baseball cap and a too-tight, pale yellow t-shirt. We were walking through some small mountain town that looked partly lke an old western town and partly like a modern town.

The man and I were crossing some bridge from one section of town to another. After that we walked up a hill of buildings that kind of looked like Old West buildings.

I was telling the man about my job. The man said that my job sounded pretty good. I started to worry that the man would think I was bragging and either try to cut me down or take my job away. So I thought I should tone down my enthusiasm.

I told the man that the job was good for somebody like me because it was a project that was just starting out. It was good for people like me who had volatile emotions. I found it physically hard to say "volatile emotions."

The man asked me what I meant. I explained -- while shrouding my head with a towel (???) -- that I could suddenly get angry really easily.

I was still talking to the man when he veered us into some building that looked partly like an Old West saloon and partly like a modern cafe. I hadn't even quite realized we'd gone inside.

The man veered off to the left and left me behind. He told me he wasn't trying to avoid me. But he just had something important to take care of. He went to the counter.

I stood around for a bit, then decided that maybe I should get something while I was here. But I needed to get money first. So I went to an ATM just to the right of the counter.

Just to the right of the ATM was a table at which sat three ladies. The ladies were all dressed like from the Old West. I felt like I owed the ladies something. So it didn't seem right that I should be getting money out of the ATM right in front of them.

The man walked over to the table and I followed. Apparently the man and I had done something for the ladies. Now the man was looking for our repayment.

The head lady addressed the man. The lady was tall and stately, with a firm, shapely figure. She wore a dress with red and maroon stripes, a corset-like waist, and puffed-out sleeves. She had her greying hair up in a very fancy coiffure.

The lady handed us two tickets as repayment. I looked at my ticket. It was white with peach-pink writing. It said that it was good for any one sporting event, anywhere in the world, at any time.

The woman said she had discussed our repayment with her lawyer, and that this type of repayment balanced being the best for us and the most convenient for her. And since she'd discussed it with her lawyer, it was legally protected. So we shouldn't try to fight her for any other type of repayment -- such as, I guess, the money we'd probably expected.

The man and I walked away. We were probably back outside. The man was disappointed at first. But then he said that this gift was actually good, and quite a feminine gift, because it balanced the boyish and adult sides of a man.

I thought the gift was cheap, and I couldn't figure out why the man seemed satisfied with it. But, either as or after I woke, I began to realize that I could go to any sporting event in the world, at any time. I began trying to decide what sporting event I would go to.

I just wanted to sleep...been dozing off all day. Last night was the first night in a long time I remember not randomly waking up.

I remember something about trying to get a device fixed in an office, and because I didn't file the report, it obviously got worse. There was something else about Rocco Botte and zombies. The part I do remember however....

Involved me at some bar. I was sitting at a table with AM, and I was trying my hardest to hook up. From the looks of the table, she's had like five rum and cokes, and there's no telling where I'm at, but I have a feeling the place is going to be closed soon. I went in for a kiss on the cheek, and got denied. "Oh no, I just saw you as a friend", she explains after pushing me away. I got up and headed towards the door. I needed some food because I don't know how drunk I thought I was. This one guy had pizza on his table, but all of it had been half eaten. I head outside, and it's daytime.

Not only that, the cannon goes off, and I have to salute the flag because it's going down. I see some people in airforce uniforms walk off while the flag is still being lowered and I'm just shocked. There a group of people who also start walking before the song ends. WTF is up with these people? Anyways, I need a pencil and there are a bunch on this stair case. Some woman starts talking to me and ask me about myself and what not. I tell her that I'll be getting out of the Army in a few days, and getting into school. We go back and fourth about my choices as far as my curriculum is concerned. I don't know if she's just hating on the fact that I'm trying to better myself, or just happens to be a negative person.

I was on vacation in Florida or Mexico or someplace warm. We even brought a dog (it wasn't my dog, I don't know whose it was). We drove there, but wound up getting lost and having to walk through a desert

Then I had a FA. I laughed at my brother because I recalled a dream and he didn't. (I don't think he even knows I lucid dream). I had some problems writing in my DJ, every time I typed something it disappeared.

Had a frag where I was about to cook but I realized I had been eating chicken and mixed vegetables for three days in a row. Nathan made an appearance and borrowed a 5 for the snack machine.


I'm in the desert and I'm trying to park my car. For some reason I do it with a remote from someone else's car. The controlls get jacked up and the car goes flying down the interstate. Micheal Strahan is there and he's telling me some hind sight crap about how I shouldnt have done it.

I also remember seeing Acatalephoc...I just don't remember why.

And watching a SNL skit that involved lots of sex and coke.

Mermaid

I was at a beach. It was at a vacation resort or something. There was some chic in the water who's bathing suit turned into a mermaid costume. For some reason, half of the top was exposing the bottom of her breast as though it were a bikini top. ?

I didn't get a good look, but others there supposedly had their bikini's coming up also, so I tried to catch a peak with them. I didn't have much luck.

I looked back at the mermaid and thought it a strange bathing suit.

Dream Skip

I'm inside the resort finishing a bowl of soup. I go to get some desert, but first have to put my bowl in the soup kitchen. As I go to that kitchen, the door closes to get in. I'm thinking the door to the desert kitchen is also closed now. That sucked because I was hungry.

The End

I think this may have been my first WILD.

I panicked.
Having entered the dream world, I did something incredibly rude in the first few "seconds" I was there. I had accidentally cut off some guard's head.
I didn't mean to do it.
I just wanted to talk to them about something and when they opened the heavy door, I automatically slammed it on the guy's neck. Apparently, he could also change into a black cat.
Of course, that was also headless.
I thought about walking in there and explaining that I didn't mean to do any of that, but I could feel the animosity and knew I had to get out there. So, I jumped up and flew. For some reason, something was keeping me down. I thought it was the area with all its animosity, but it was probably my own inexperience with flying. When I'm mad, I tend to gain a lot of determination and motivation (and I'm not a very motivated person), so after that the flying was quite simple.
I just knew I had to get out there.
I flew up and up until I saw the building.
It was a castle, probably made out of limestone, and shaped like an octagon.
A dangerous castle resting upon golden sands that seemingly stretched for miles.
Still upset, I lifted my hands and flicked my wrists. With each flick, I set fire to the building. Finally, I gathered up enough power and...
*BANG!*
The castle started to crumble as easily as the sand beneath it.
I felt a sense of power, but not from flying. It was from destroying that castle. Honestly, aside from the breathtaking views, flying was not as grand as I thought it would be.

Then, I woke up. I suppose I could consider something like that a nightmare, but I only consider it one if I can't control the outcome of the bad dream. So, it wasn't a nightmare.

I'm in the desert, and I'm just putting rounds into this huge guy with my sniper rifle. He's really close, so I'm just aiming from the hip at center mass.

Spent most of this dream running from this guy...and finally gave up and said "now what".

I'm at some counter with some sort of ID, and the guy asks me a question and then turns around and says I can't get another one for 10 years. I'm mad...yelling. Cops are there, I turn my back waiting for them to arrest me but they don't. I go off even more.


I'm in/watching a reality tv show, and I notice this guy has all these old school games I've never heard of or played...and just when logic kicks in, I wake up.

Something else...about driving in the desert. Obstacles made of cars....but they were inside small hills.

I was in the thieves guild, but I don't remember much.

I am someone very similar to Leonidas ... I leave a fortress city, to its exterior. I see the city wall which extends through the endless desert ... the sky is very dark brown, very dark ... the whole dream is in sepia tones.
I say something, but I do not remember what.

1
i was playing mw3 in the middle of the desert. there was a floating tv for me to play on. there also was a electricity guy behind my working on my internet. i started a game were it was half muti player then in the game it became dark and became zombies. i was playing for a little then it bacame dark and zombies started to come everwere. i felt like i was really in the game now. i ran around and started blasting there heads off. all my team mates have now died. it was just me now. there was a massive hoard of zombies following me know. i jumped on some steam thing. they all jumped in to. i killed almost all of them. the stream carried all the way around the map. when i came back around to the front of the map were the last couple zombies were. i killed them. i was know back in the desert with that guy. i asked him were he got the game and he smiled and said were do you think. i looked on the case and it said Canada. my mom was now there and i told her that next coD that comes out im ordering it from Canada. the she said she didnt know anybody that lived there then i said Shawn.(he is a friend of mine that died a while ago and lives in Colorado) she said alright. i wanted to ask the electricity guy if i could buy the game from him but i never did.

random fragment from last night
i was walking up to my school cause i wanted a name tag. i walked up some weird stairs that ive never seen before. i was also eating something. i was confronted by some old lady. i said sorry i know im not allowed to eat in the school. then she said no no its ok. we then had a little conversation about school rules.

I'm at this house, that kind of reminds me of my old one, and I'm talking to this beautiful Thai or Indian woman. She wants her daughter (girl I'm dating) to take up a musical instrument. The mother doesn't recall what she took up when she was younger, but she wanted her to take that up again. She was asking me if I had any idea, and I told her I thought it was either the piano or violin. We were in her room, and I suggested that more than likely whatever she played would be in here. Eventually she left, and my "girlfriend" walked in.

We kissed, and I playfully pinned her down for a second, and she quickly reminded me that her moms was right down the hallway. We talked about something else for a brief moment, and headed to another room. This room was my old one, and there were like three other girls there at least. They started talking about how big the bed was, and I was trying to be modest about it. One of the girls "L" started stripping for no apparent reason. Since my girl was there, I decided to turn the other way, and look out of the window.

Suddenly I found myself marching with this special military unit. We were in this neighbor hood that was in the middle of the desert. Everyone sort of had their own specialized gear, and no soldier looked like the next one. We even had this guy who was riding a modified missile carrier



The wheelbase looked exactly like that, but instead of the front part with the engine, there was a 80s Camaro and it faced the opposite direction. All the people in the neighbor hood walked out and greeted us, and some guy who knew me was proud that I finally maded in this particular unit. I wish i could remember the name of it, I think it was kinda badass.

I'm finding that most of my dreams seem to focus on roads and driving. The following is just a fragment from the first of three dreams I had last night:

I'm riding in a car or train that's moving pretty fast but I have an urgent need to get off, like someone is after me or following me. I throw an object out onto the ground (perhaps what the person following me is looking for?) then jump off the moving vehicle myself. Since we were moving pretty fast, it's a hard landing but I make it okay. I get up, dust myself off, then backtrack to find the object I tossed away. I find it a short distance away, something in a light blue buttoned case, like a multi-tool or something. As I look around, I seem to be in the middle of a desert setting, with scrub brush and cactus all around.

The next dream was even more fragmented. All I remember of it was that there were cars that would drive up, transform into different colored dragons or griffons, then lie down like a dog or cat resting. Strange I know....

My next dream was really vivid but I still was not able to become lucid. When I woke up, I just jotted down some quick notes and keywords, then went back to sleep:

I'm in some sort of shop with someone. I don't know who, but in the dream he's a friend. He points at someone walking through the shop and says, "Look! It's Huggy Bear!" (in reference to the character from the old 'Starsky & Hutch' TV series) because the guy looks like the actor who played Huggy Bear, only he's limping. The next thing I remember is that my friend is being chased by someone down a series of sloping steps that seem to be made out of sand and rocks. The person chasing him is angry and yelling, "I'll kill you!". I'm trying to get away as well because I fear he might come after me too. My friend makes a break for it down a flight of stairs that are off to the left of us and I follow him. We now seem to be in some kind of large shopping mall. The man is still after us but so far behind us that I can't see him. But I can hear him yelling, "You're dead!" and "You can run but I'll find you!". When I get to the bottom of the stairs, though, my friend is nowhere to be seen. So I run to my left and duck behind some partitions I find. As I'm standing there, a stranger walks up and says, "There you are."

That's all I remember. As vivid as this dream was, I still seem to get caught up in the dream and don't even think about doing a reality check.

I remember being out in the desert....some lady was telling me some story that I wasn't really interested in. I saw a desert fox like moments before I woke up.

Dream 1
I was in a desert and I realised I was dreaming so I looked up and around it was really nice. Then I woke up and it was dark my mum was in the room, I rolled over and touched her arm and woke up again. In real life.



Dream 2
I was a huge dinosaur and had been captured by the Krakeder from Space Clash (a game I used to play) there was the green empire there aswell and then I suddenly warped out and became human. I was out on one of the streets and there were muslim girls reading books each at a distance in a row.

I figured the dinosaur was more fun so I went back but I noticed a pen and gave it to one of the girls. Then I woke up in a nother dream.

Dream 3

I was in bed and woke up (false awakening) I could hear my mum and sisterdownstairs and thought to myself "I'm dreaming" I got exicted and ran downstairs I did a nose pinch and I could breathe but since I have a small nose but I was lucid. I was going to go outside but got sidetracked and went into the living room. Where I saw my mum and sister, I lost lucidity and woke up.

Side Notes
When I woke up I made sure to reality check. I don't even know if this is real or not LOL.