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10.22.2012

Disturbing Board Meeting (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a vehicle sitting on the left back seat with my father in the driver's seat on the left. I had to do some fancy maneuvering to get out of the door. I had to twist my body in a very weird way, but I managed to get out.

It seems I'm going into a large Board Meeting of some sort, and it's kind of like an auditorium you would see in a High School. The flooring is consists of carpet, and it's purple all over. I'm assuming the seats are all a very dark color of turquoise, or just Black. I go down, sit at a random chair, and after a while, the Q&A finally commences.

There's one guy standing on the center of the stage. He's wearing a red shirt, black shorts, black sneakers, is Caucasian, and has dirty blonde to brown hair. He seems to be the one taking in the questions, and there's a few people that give him some questions that really gets him thinking. Even when he responds, they basically show him how much the University they're in is based on some kind of derivative of my University's funding.

To make it easier to explain, basically Texas A&M University at College Station promotes some kind of propery management for Texas Tech University, at least that's how it looked like from the dream. The guy tries to avoid the question at times, and even tries to restate what has been refuted, especially he mentions the property management thing again.

After a while, the meeting in the auditorium comes to an end, the guy on the stage looks like shit after the questions being slashed at him back and forth. I recall there being some kind of resentment for Texas Tech University students on Texas A&M University overall, but i've distracted myself for so long that I can't recall the details. All I know is the property management was stated a lot.

As I'm going through the row of seats, I noticed there were pens on the floor, and they looked pretty random to me. Not many people were around at this point, so I decided to pick one pen up, and then looked at the others scattered on the left side of the Auditorium as I was trying to leave(right side if you were coming). I realized that these pens look familiar, they looked like the ones in waking life.

One that I remember specifically is the blue ink pen with the gray cap, Black color base, and had a fine tip. I tried writing something random on my hand, but the ink is clearly on the verge of running out completely. I picked up another pen, this time, it had the Transparent dark gray base where you could see how much black ink was still contained, a black bottom base for the ink point to stick out, and a cap that can be pressed in and out.

I looked up after picking up a few pens, and found that they were contained in a very small vase, or pot. The pot is kind of hard to recall, but I'd say it was a light faded teal color, or something along those lines, and that it was tipped over. It looked familiar as well, like one of the objects in waking life where I put in a lot of pens and pencils that were probably useless.

I noticed some people in waking life were there as well. There was a lady who looked like Gem. She was wearing a Black and brown tank top or something with a black jacket over it, along with black dress pants as well. She's bending down, at least that's what the image of her keeps showing up in my head as I'm recalling this. After a while, everyone leaves, but I decided to stay near the entrance to the auditorium.

Suddenly, the seat capacity gets over-filled, and all of them seem to be the Band and Choir of the University. I saw one distinct person that was the counterpart of someone in waking life. He lookd a lot like a guy named Robert S., except he looks a lot younger in this dream. He had the hairstyle where most of his eyes would be covered.

Anyway, his face looks cheekier, and then I get bored of this event that happened right after that large meeting. I go outside, and see my father inside the driver's seat. The door to the back seat is vacant, and in order to get in, my father tells me that I have to go inside the front, and then slide my body on a small slope to get inside. It was weird, it's like he disappeared, and a light green slope going downwards appears.

After that weird entrance to the vehicle I can't remember what happened next.

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10.22.2012

Runescape Clans (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was talking to someone about the clans I've been part of in Runescape. I talked about the recent one before I quit, then one before that, and then one more before that one. The last one involved me doing some Corporeal Beast killing, though I doubt I did that with the last one, or any of them for that matter.

That's because I always had to go to sub-clans meant for everyone with the right stats to join temporarily if they wanted to do Corporeal Beast killing.

Boring stuff indeed.

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10.22.2012

The Young and the Restless Weird Killing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Sharon from the Young and the Restless is posing as Adam Newman. She goes up to some woman that I can't even get a facial recognition of, and she starts stabbing and slicing her with a knife.

All that shows up are cuts, and the other one is doing the same to Sharon I believe. There's several cuts on the two females stomachs, and chest region, it them not showing any kind of pain is frankly disturbing.

10.21.2012

Sonic vs. Shadow + Chaos Control out of nowhere? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm controlling Sonic the Hedgehog, like playing a video game. I'm preparing to go into some room, and I get strong feelings of fear and anticipation of what's to come. My gut feeling thinks I had a dream reset at least once, which probably added on to my perception of the outcome to do better than the last attempt.

I go inside the room, and it's structured like the stage before the final variants of the final boss in Sonic Adventure 2: Battle where Shadow and Sonic face each other off.

Out of a reflex, I mentally control sonic to do a Homing Attack at Shadow. It's hard to tell if Shadow is my enemy, because I'm getting thoughts that it was the Chaos creature in its Zero form.

I'll just assume it's Shadow. Shadow comes after Sonic, and I prompt Sonic to dodge to the left immediately and then dash to get some distance from Shadow. After a while, Sonic falls off the edge of the same violet type of surface mentioned above.

Then I realized we're at very high altitude in outer space, just like in the game. But while I think there's no hope of doing anything, except wait for another game reset because I probably had a lot of lives, something weird happens.

Sonic is able to use Chaos Control, and teleports himself back to the seemingly infinite path of the violet type surface.

I can't remember what happens after that.

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10.21.2012

Killing Thor-Like Gods and Someone Saves Me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's kind of hard to recall all the details here....and I'm kind of shaken at the turn of events later on...

I'm killing DCs that looks like variants of Thor. I think I'm doing this to save somebody who's blonde that's wearing a female CEO outfit, the black skirt, white dress shirt underneath the black jacket, etc.

The Thor-like variants all have HP bars on top of their heads, and I'm able to kill them pretty easily. I can't recall if I'm in my dream body similar to waking life, or someone else completely. I believe I was wearing a Black tuxedo unbuttoned, with a white dress shirt underneath, and long black dress pants.

It takes maybe 2-3 hits to kill the assumed Thor Gods. The HP bar level of danger was set up like the usual Green being healthy, Yellow being Cautious, and Red meaning danger.

The environment I'm in seems to be at an open city. Me and the enemies are on a wide gray concrete surface separate from the empty roadways.

Even though the enemies were pretty easy, it seems my life points was decreasing as well, and I don't know why. I'm at 15 HP, but it still shows up as green, so it must be that I'm invincible despite the HP going down.

As I'm getting to the last enemy, I think someone tries to tell me something bad is going to happen. Since I had my back facing the majority of the environment when I killed the last enemy, I turned my back to find a laser-like beam was going to be fired at me.

At the last moment, the same blonde female in the CEO type of suit comes in, grabs me, throws me out of the way to the back of her. She takes the laser beam between her chest and stomach, and I open my arms, desperately trying to make sure I can catch her falling towards me with her back facing me.

I can't tell who it was, just that she was blonde.

Wow..just wow...you took the shot for me? And I can't even remember how you looked like?


I think I might add this to memorable, and hopefully consider drawing it in the future...if I can even remember to do so...

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10.21.2012

No You Stay Here (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The people didn't really tell me that in the dream literally (the title)...

I'm inside a random house, and I'm doing something on a laptop. After a while, the people in the house decide to leave to go somewhere, and I said that I'll come along as well.

My father declares to me that I have to stay here, and I get disappointed because whatever it was, I really wanted to go.

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10.21.2012

Math Exam Curve and Different Math Classroom? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Weird dream...

I'm sitting in a math classroom that seems to be a smaller sized college room, or a regular sized High School room. The teacher is a young Asian male, and he says there will be a curve for the exam.

Everyone starts doing that reaction where they start talking at low volumes, and then augments in excitement as they talk about about the curve being implemented. I can't blame them, since I was busy having my own mini-mental orgasm of there being a curve for the class.

I think the curve would be applied because the class average in this dream was horrible, like a 48 or something like that. The environment is kind of blurry in some areas, and I can't even recognize my teacher, but that's due to his bowl-shaped brown hair covering his eyes.

The dream shifts, and I'm trying to look for my Math Class, here's the part that bothers me the most.

After looking around in one of the hallways, expecting my classmates to be in this randomly generated classroom, I get this conception, like an unconscious reflex or something, that associates that this is the classroom that I usually go to. I ended up turning back to get out of the hallway.

As I'm getting close to the big main hallway, I look to the second to last or last room to my left, and noticed familiar faces from waking life inside. For some reason, those faces triggered me into believing this must be the classroom that I have to go in, and that the teacher probably had a room change or something.

I get disturbed by these types of dreams where my mind associates a random collection of people, tries to conform it to a plot of a basic endeavor like trying to find your class, and suddenly, it's like having false memories implanted based on feelings on previous experiences in life and in dreams.

It's a bloody Apophenia fest in this dream.

Oh, and the dream seemed like it was just developing, but my external alarm in waking life wakes me up...7 AM. Ugh. Life. Eeeew. Laundry....NOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

So I decided to set an alarm that would make a LOUD 10 second beep EVERY hour ON the hour until 6:22 AM or so. Seems it probably augmented my recall a bit, or maybe this is just the natural collection.

I did sleep fairly late, like 1:01 AM late, and I usually get shit recall, but not this time. It was okay. I could've extended on some environmental stuff, but I have to go to Organic Chemistry Lecture Before 9:35 PM, even though there's no Tardy system implemented in the first place. But still, I want to see my grade for the second exam!!! OOOH I'm so scared!!! I know I did well, but still, I don't know!!!

EDIT: I did horrible

Anyway, have fun reading some dreams. Some actually make sense for once for me. I'm going to do the Alarm ringing every hour on the hour thing daily now to see if I can get conscious at some period, and BAM, DEILD or a WILD that was initiated through a one-second WBTB with my eyes opened.

10.18.2012

Tezuka's Moral System and Picture Taking (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Kunimitsu Tezuka from Prince of Tennis is wearing the sports jacket and jogging pants he wore from the series when he had to take rehab for healing his injured arm in Germany. Except this time, the sleeves are light violet, and the base of the jacket is black, along with this long black pants.

I'm walking with Tezuka, I believe, and it seems me and probably just him are waiting for something. This area seems to be like the section in the airport where they would have a few fast food areas, along with the waiting area in between. I can tell that by this environment, it was night time. Pitch black, it's nearly impossible to see what's going on outside in this dream.

All I could gaze at really is the reflections on the glass walls inside. The flooring consists of vanilla-brown tiles, and the walls are also of the same or similar color. It could be that the usual orange-yellow lighting saturating the atmosphere in my previous dreams is making it seem that it's vanilla-brown. Everything feels calm, I feel calm, I'm very observant in this dream.

It's difficult to presume if I'm in first person mode, or just in spectator mode watching as many things possible. Tezuka also is carrying One-strapped Black Sports Backpack of some sort. It looked like his Tennis Racquet Bag in a way, since it was fairly longer than your usual backpack. It seems someone queries Tezuka,

(Paraphrasing) "What do you believe is good or evil in a moral system?" Something like that.

Tezuka pauses for a moment, and proceeds to state that (more paraphrasing, though I'm almost exact here),

"In a moral system, the good tends to go in, and the bad is dragged out."

Pretty laconic way of thinking Tezuka.

I can't recall if the person asking the question said "Thank you" in response, but they leave, and I also can't recall how that random person looked like. Then a dark-skinned female, about 5 to 5'5'' tall queries Tezuka the same question.

Before Tezuka has the time to respond, I get this surge of emotions to just state the answer myself by repeating what Tezuka said before.

I declared,

"In a moral system---------" and I decided to stop right there, since it felt rude answering someone's question that wasn't directed at me. I let Tezuka state it once more. The same lady that was asking the question was wearing a Bandana, a pure dark red or close to maroon colored one. She also had a wide dark gray hoodie jacket along with basic blue or dark blue velour pants.

She leaves, and again, I can't recall if she said "Thank you" in response to Tezuka.

I felt that his answer was directed towards me, even though he was directing it to this random dream character.

What amazes me, is that he gave her the same level of respect as the other person. He was extremely stoic in his facial expressions, but he was very respectful and calm. Because of his stoic expression, it was hard to know what's going on in his mind. It was an annoying, but an enticing thing to observe from Tezuka, since that's how he usually is in the "Prince of Tennis" Series.

I'm stating that observation because if I were to become lucid and met a DC that was unattractive, or just not appealing sexually, etc., I would just treat them like shit, and do the whole "It doesn't matter if I talk to you because you won't be real the moment I wake up." attitude.

The dream shifts where Tezuka is now getting his pictures taken. One involved focusing on the darkness of his Black Pants, and how the camera of the person taking the shot would do something fancy that I have trouble recalling.

After idolizing an fictional character from an anime for a while, the dream shifts to the reason why Tezuka may have been at this area with me that looks like it's an airport building. It seems he would be tested to see if he can catch up with Ryoma Echizen and the former Captain of the Seigaku Middle School team when Tezuka was a first year.

This dream shift had a major contrast than before, it's suddenly a huge rush for me. It's like I'm traveling within a snowy vortex accelerating and rotating at very high speeds. It felt like I'm skiing fairly quickly, trying to catch up with Tezuka, who is trying to catch up with Ryoma Echizen and Yūdai Yamato (former captain at Tezuka's first year) I believe?

I didn't realize this in the dream until later on but, I noticed that I was following Tezuka in this path for some reason. I know that in the series, Tezuka had to overcome many trials, especially before his fully healed arm. Ryoma Echizen was someone who beat him, and it seems this dream is his path to beating the former captain when he was a first year, and even Ryoma sometime in the future.

And I'm following right behind him, as if he is someone I need to overcome, or take the personality off before I reach true divinity I guess. It's confusing, but I guess the next dream I'm going to state will add on to this.

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10.18.2012

Final Star in Mario 64-esque Game (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm obviously controlling Mario in this Nintendo 64-esque game. The graphics are way better than the N64 version, and it seems I'm at a very confined floating area in the sky. I move Mario around a bit, and it seems this place is just going around in a long circular path.

The bottom of the floating land is brown dirt, and the top is green grass, and it's designed to be simple like that, just like in the N64 counterpart. After a few seconds of running around, trying to see something new from this circular path around this floating land, I finally see different things now.

I also noticed a small dog, and it looks like a Chihuahua. It has a mix of white, gold-ish brown base for its face and some spots on its fur, along with black and white areas as well. It's coming after Mario, and it's making barking sounds. It's not coming in too fast, but I don't want that little fucker anywhere near Mario.

So I try to out-maneuver it, and when I saw a two row stack of Transparent and Crystal Blocks floating above, I immediately directed Mario to jump on top of them. I continued running, even though the dog most likely would have never reached that height.

As I'm controlling Mario the jump occasionally on the series of transparent crystal like blocks, I believe there were some words forming on them, but I went by them too quickly to recall anything from it. I finally get to the other side of this circular path in this floating land. Then everything becomes quiet from this point.

I see a mushroom on the green grass next to some Black Walls. The mushroom has its Cap exhibiting a pulsating rainbow accelerating pretty quickly inside of it. It was going in one direction upwards, but not coming out of the Cap at all.

Then I remembered having to figure out some small puzzle that was a bit random and confusing at first. I had to hit a block, which would then make some kind of bumper or floater appear. I would then direct Mario to go on it, and he would soar all the way up to where I can see the whole floating land's structure, and then come down.

I wondered what the heck is going on, and what I have to do here from this point on. I take another shot at going up into a higher level, looked down on the floating land again, and saw there's an open gap on this fairly tall dark brown brick chimney with not house around it. It was just supported by the black walls.

I decided to shift Mario in the air into that whole. I finally go all the way down, and the bottom was curved slope, so I presumed Mario was able to slide for the rest of the short trip down the tunnel like slope.

He reaches an empty base, and it's darker than outside, but light Pastel Green light is emitting from the Black rock walls, kind of like glowing crystals if you will. I then get an awkward view of Mario, and can only see the back of his head, and then his red cap as well.

I heard a distinct sound, the same distinct sound in "Super Mario Sunshine" that verified a Shine Sprite was very close. I turned the camera around, and noticed the Shine Sprite is right there. Out of reflex, and it's probably anyone's reflex to do if they played a Mario game, I grabbed the Shine Sprite.


Mario does the usual dramatic build-up for twisting and turning around and then floating and exposing his right white glove palm.

Then the classic Mario font style shows up stating,

"YOU GOT THE FINAL STAR!!!!"

After that, the camera slowly zooms out, and the whole dream fades away.

Okay, I looked at the general meaning of stars in a few dream dictionary and interpretation sites, and for this situation, it seems that it portrays I'm at some path towards excellence, etc.

And since I apparently found the "Final Star," what does that mean? Does it mean I'm finished with the path of finding divinity, and I'm now walking and learning into the true path of enlightenment?

Too vague of a dream to say, especially since it's contained in a video game type of dream.

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10.18.2012

Running Really Fast (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm running with some people on a wide field of grass of what seems to be related to a section of my University that's close to bus section where you can get a ride to the Biochemistry Department and other sections, with a few off-campus routes.

The grass is faded, it has a yellow-green color to it, with the yellow part showing up just a tad more than the green. I see all sorts of people, a man wearing maroon jacket with a light brown cowboy hat and Khaki long pants.....all sorts of things.

After a while, it feels like I'm at my final lap, and I decided to give it my all, and started to really go fast but gathering all my energy toward my stomach, and then releasing it to zip through everyone else.

I remember finally finishing the lap in a few seconds, and the dream ends.

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10.18.2012

Resting at Sbisa Hall and Nvidia Graphics Cards (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting outside near the Sbisa Hall at my University, and I'm resting on that seems to be fake green grass. I'm with a group of people, though I can't remember them too well. Based on my emotions at the time, despite them mostly consisting of complacent and passive demeanor, these seemed to be familiar people.

I think I'm resting my head on a backpack, and I slowly close my eyes. After a while, I wake up and see another set of random people. The fountain at the Sbisa Hall is most likely there, but I don't pay attention to it.

The picture below is a pretty good example of where I was at. If you look beyond the fountain in front, that's the Sbisa Hall. Look to the left side of the photo near the Sbisa Hall. See the grass there? That's where I was resting and sleeping on.

I don't know why I'm doing so, but I guess it doesn't matter how I spend my dream time non-lucidly I guess. Then the dream shifts where I'm inside the house of a girl that I know in waking life.

Let's call her "A. Lee"

A. Lee's house, with her parents and her twin brothers, are all there with her. It seems my father and her father are actually getting along and having a good time. I don't look at them for too long, and by the sounds of their voices, it looks like they're having a good time watching some kind of sport on television.

Dream shifts to me being inside some random bedroom. A. Lee's mother is inside, and she's wearing a black female corporate suit. The fancy black dress tuxedo style jacket with a light gray dress shirt underneath buttoned up, along with the Black skirt that goes all the way a few inches above her knees.

She's wearing fairly thick framed Black glasses, has really curly hair to the point where I think it looks like she's wearing a wig or something. I'm sitting on the floor, looking up at her. She's helping her child sort through some stuff, and it turns out, the child actually broke the laptop he had in half. He starts getting scared and crying out of confusion on why this had to happen to him.

The mother doesn't seem like she's going to punish him for damaging expensive equipment, which is probably a characteristic the waking life mother has of being non-violent and tolerant compared to the father who does the opposite.

The mother takes out a graphics card from the laptop, and it turns out it's an Nvidia Graphics card. I assume it is, since I'm mostly seeing Green and Black mixed in, and it probably had "Nvidia" on it, but it's hard to tell, probably because the font changes occasionally if I look back to it.

The mother asks me a question, and them gently throws the Graphics Card in the shape of a CD upwards and it lands on my lap. I look at it, and I answer her question, even though I can't remember what the question was in the first place.

I declared, "Well, this used to be a good graphics card back then..."

And things kind of felt awkward at this point, I was still speculating if the mother threw the card on my lap gently out of a seemingly intention but failed expression of anger when her child destroyed his laptop in half, or for something else.

I'm concerned because the waking life counterpart is extremely nice to me, like all other women....pffft what nice standard to use her in when it's applicable to the majority of females....18+ or Cougars...you name it...

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10.18.2012

The Toilet of Extending Doom (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yes, the title was served as enticing you to read this awkward dream. NOTE: I put this on the bottom for a reason. DON'T LOOK if you don't want to see....I mean, it's not graphic, it's just me taking a #2, but there's some weird stuff that might entertain someone......

SOMEONE.............*chuckle*

So I'm listening to someone sing a country song, and I have this abnormal fascination at the fact they are actually making rhymes, as if this is some in new age discovery for me or something. The song is your typical country song, some kind of problem the person has, and then how they can overcome it, *insert Christian God morality values expressed in verses here*, and that's how it was for a few seconds.


------------------STOP HERE if you cringe at the word "shit" and "Number 2"---------------------------

I needed to go to the bathroom, and go to the pipes first, but I forget what I did near there, then I turned around to find the stalls for the toilets. I'm trying to take the #2, and the distance from the entrance of the stall to the toilet is fairly long. As I'm actually trying to do the #2, some random guy on the stall next to me asks,

"How are you doing?"

I don't know buddy, I'm close to having a shitty time!

The guy doesn't even look like he's going to take a shit, despite him sitting down as well. And WHAT THE FUCK, HOW CAN I SEE THIS GUY SITTING DOWN? Like, the walls on the sides are so short, that there's no damn point in having a door in front anymore.

The guy seems to be looking at a text message on his cellphone. He's Hispanic, is wearing the classic "Look at me, I'mma HomeG Sliceboy from the Bronx" looking Black cap that he turns backwards. He's wearing a hoodie with a Black base and dark gray sleeves. He's wearing Khaki colored shorts that go a few inches past his knees, at least when he bends down to sit.

I feel so awkward having myself exposed, even though the guy isn't looking at me. It feels weird trying to take a shit without that can sneak a peek on you.

The toilet can extend, I find this out by dragging my feet (since my pants are near my ankles), and I noticed the metal pole from the back is what makes it extend. It can go all the way until the end of the stall door.

I finish, take care of my business, and I get up to wash my hands and all that fun stuff. Then there's a slight dream shift where I'm naked, and I only have a white towel to cover myself. The towel is too damn short to cover my crotch radius (fancy words), and I really try to pull this thing close to the other end to tie it, but fail.

I flip the towel over, and there's a smear of shit on it. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. From that point on, can't remember

Recall isn't that good, had an Organic Chemistry Lab, it went pretty well, took up most of the class time, since it was basic TLC paper. I was lucky to use the Ethyl Acetate as a solvent, since Hexane and other liquids used sucked for my two partners.

Maybe I should take a nap, since I only had 2-3 hours of sleep.

10.15.2012

Framing Someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is framing someone before they could frame me. Then the dream shifts where I'm trying to dance like Michael Jackson, even doing grunts and sounds.

Then the real one appears, opens his eyes as he lifts his body off the wall to my left. He has his Black hat and Black glittering jacket with a white shirt underneath, along with long black pants and shoes.

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10.15.2012

Negative Father (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My father says something to me, but whatever it was, it makes me feel pissed. I get mad enough where I wanted to tell him off, and he leaves.

Man, it must've been some serious stuff too, and I can't recall what I said to him, just muffled sounds.

It's been a while since I had a dream where I was REALLY pissed at my father....

*shrugs*

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10.15.2012

Bacteria (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm in a library, and there's a huge bowl at what seems to be the information center of the building. There's two on top on each other, and there's light brown stuff accumulating inside of it.

The bowls were a transparent faded yellow color, and I realized that it was Bacteria forming inside. I also noticed my AP English Teacher from the Second High school I attended when I moved is there.

The flooring was green carpet, and the lighting is the same orange-lighting that I see a lot in previous dreams, it kind of augments the hazy or somewhat blurry atmosphere. My teacher looks at me, and I think I'm communicating with her, but I can't remember what.

I think the Bacteria was associated to a conversation with someone talking about a Virus.

I recalled nothing, but right around the time I finished reading this post a little fragment surfaced. Reading the word "shadow" reminded me of a dream scene I had right before waking in which I was kind of arguing with my dad. I think I was trying to express how I could feel so many feels, maybe even all of them so that when I told him or someone I understood something that I truly did. He was pretty mad with me for claiming that and bitterly said it didn't count or matter anyway because "You're nothing but shadows" or "You're nothing but a shadow." In the dream, I was pretty taken aback because the comment was so unexpected, not to mention the magnitude of spite I felt coming from him.

Bad feel if I ever knew one.

Damn, this took a while to type. I had to shorten the second to last dream, since you know, I have to do human things in this humanistic planet we're on....like taking care of laundry, then studying for math midterm, and finishing up any Organic Chemistry Lab homework when I come back from the Laundromat.

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

10.13.2012

Ryoma Echizen and Kevin Smith (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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

Then after he's gone, I think I'm near the side yard of the house doing something, but I forgot.

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10.13.2012

Code Lyoko Krabs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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

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

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

I can't remember much after that.

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10.13.2012

Tactical Laundromat Shoot out! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

FIND OUT below!!!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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10.13.2012

Baseball Bat Killer (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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10.13.2012

Alyzarin makes Sexual DJ entry about me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

I was like, lw43etuirwfode4er90dfowel45fowe9cvsdeioklr,edkfiw. @?!!@?E#?!$@RF....

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

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10.13.2012

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

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*sigh*

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

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

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

Then I came back to my senses and stated,

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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10.13.2012

Runescape Waterbirth Island Dungeon Running (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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

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

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

Heh, reminds me when I used to Tribrid solo Dagannoth Kings before....fun times....

Brother

I don't remember the dream, but I dreamed about my brother, and as usual, he was being an asshole. I haven't talked to him for over a year and I still dream of him as being an asshole. I don't think about him IWL.

Father

I was with my father at The Pinnacle Peak Patio. It is my favorite restaurant, and is in Arizona. We were considering purchasing the restaurant, but the roof needed to be raised. This was going to be very expensive. I guestimated how much that would cost.

10.09.2012

Girl watched DBZ Hentai (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a girl who looks like someone in waking life from my Organic chemistry Lab, and she's in the ROTC or Corp Cadet as well. She's wearing a dark greed cadet uniform with some fancy badges on her chest. We're sitting at a lunch table on the opposite sides.

She's a few seats to the right of me on the other side, and I seem to be alone, but I to distract myself, I just listen to the people on the right, and the girl. The girl is bragging how she looked at DBZ Hentai all day, and starts making fun of herself, even doing a pretentious crying reaction.

Then the dream shifts or resets where she said that I would sit next to her?

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10.09.2012

Mall with Parents (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a mall, and I'm walking with my father and mother, and my father asks what would be his favorite kind of food, and I make an assumption that it's Whataburger.

He then says, "No your real father,"

Wait....what?

I'm a bit puzzled when he told me that, and then passed it off and said "Panda Express." I don't know why I'm saying these things, since I don't know what the hell he likes, and my mother looks at me weird when I said that fast food place, like she's surprised or something. I see some different Asian restaurant outlet when I declared it.

As I'm following my parents, I think, I see two men to my right stilling on some rotatable stools, and the one on the right looked very familiar, at least based on the profile view I saw him in. It ends up being "Rup" (nicknaming) that I know in waking life. The other person on the left is probably a relative or friend of his, but I don't know his name.

Father shakes hands with Rup and the other guy, and I do the same. When I get to the other guy by saying,

"I'm Brandon," I move my ears closer to wait to hear what his name is.

He says it, but I can't recall what he stated, and he declared that we've met before, when I used to be quiet.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmm............don't think you were around when I decided to be quiet as a child....

The mall has a lot of contrasting colors, the most apparent being Blue and Red.

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10.09.2012

x+ y^2 Equation (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm going inside of a classroom, and I see an African American male teacher who is fairly tall, about 6'6''-7 feet tall. He's wearing long sports pants, and a shirt. He seems to be doing last minute reviewing for the class before the exam starts.

A student queries on a concept on what they would use for some random equation I can't recall too well. The teacher was in the middle of passing out something that seemed to be given in the order of colors ranging from yellow, red, and blue while the student was asking the question. The colors are probably just different exam forms.

The teacher then shows how to do the problem requested, and there's two models where you would graph it. One is a basic line with some points on it, and the other seems to be just half circles curving downward and in a chain.

Then the paper I'm looking at with these models changes into a sepia colored hill slopes with black ink outlining the top and at least some of both sides of each hill-like structure. I guess the black ink with the hill slopes were the answers, so I decided to memorize that before the exam begins.

The teacher finally gets the exams handed out, and I see a yellow paper and small packet handed out to me. I presume this is my exam, and I quickly get rid of all my stuff I took of my backpack to prevent from being accused of cheating.

Then the dream shifts where I still feel I'm taking an exam, and this time, I have a gray laptop open in front of me. It seems to have the same Acer Aspire Series background I currently have in waking life for my Acer Laptop, but I didn't notice it at the time.

I was stumped on a question that had something like:

(X value here) + (Y squared) = Value here

I seem to have difficulty remembering a basic concept here, and I just stare at the laptop like an idiot. There's a person sitting next to me on the right. I didn't want to pay attention to her too much, so I kept her within my peripheral vision, so I can't recall her visage too well.

Something about her makes me presume she must be an Asian female that I knew in waking life, so let's call her "Jen"

I wasn't sure why Jen was looking at my laptop, considering we're still taking an exam, but it seems she doesn't care, and is looking at my laptop still for some weird reason.

It gets irritating and makes me nervous because I had feelings that she was looking to see how I'm having trouble figuring out what would've been a simple problem if I didn't have basic logic eradicated in this dream.

I tried entering a random equation of x+4^2 = something, but it doesn't help, even though the problem is clearly an x+y squared format....

*sigh*

I started to tense up more, and to prevent myself from looking like an idiot to Jen, a DC that just happens to conform to the body composition and visage of her, I clicked a forward arrow button on the bottom right to move on to the next problem, and planned to go back to the one I stumped on later on.

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10.09.2012

Windwaker Windfall Island Possessed??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I seem to be controlling Toon Link from The Legend of Zelda: The Windwaker, and he's walking around in the front section of Windfall Island, and everyone's eyes look weird.

They all have some kind of dark orange aura around their pupils, and every time I go near an NPC, they always come up with the response,

"I remember!"

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE...It's LIKE A FUCKING CREEPYPASTA of Majora's mask or something, except it's just for Windwaker....holy shit......................

Instead of using them using the typical response in white font on a black box with the green circle thing on the bottom from the actual game, it's on the blue-violet type of box that would show up if you were to get an item or it couldn't be used.

After looking around a bit more, I feel I finally like I'm really just playing Windwaker as a game through a gaming console, and I see one person's eyes who are normal, but they quickly enter some building.

From the quick glance I took, it was Orca from Outset Island in the game, and I quickly go into the random house/store (which seems to be the bomb shop in Windfall placed near the water instead of the hill).

I finally see Orca to my left on the other side of a small border that's like 2 feet tall. He has no shirt on, just like in the game and concept art, and his the blue pants or whatever along with holding his long spear too.

I try to catch up to him, but it seems he breaks some vases that concealed a portal that looked a lot like the Twilight Portal Midna uses in Twilight Princess to warp to several main areas.

He uses it, and I don't know where the fuck that portal is headed, and I can't remember if I decided to chase him.

What the hell is going on in this dream?!?!?!

Seemingly possessed people with orange pupils all saying "I remember!" every time I go near them....and then Orca who just magically wants to disappear through a portal on a floor?

UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH, how the hell am I supposed to interpret this?!?!

Bleh, N-REM bullcrap.

10.01.2012

Evil Prince of Tennis Shapeshifter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke around 2:41 AM in waking life....

I'm in a round hallway with orange-yellow lights saturating the area, and Prince of tennis players are watching what's outside through the windows. To name a few that I can recall on from the top of my head, there's most of the Seigaku team, most noticeably Fuji, Tezuka, Kawamura, and Oishi.

Kirihara, who is from team Rikkaidai is also there, and there's probably more of various teams there as well, but I can't remember all of them.

Fuji has a towel on his head, and his eyes are opened (that only happens when he gets serious in a tennis match or sees something amazing and tense from watching a match).

Apparently, the Seigaku team and random members in other teams are having a dining out party, and I see Ice tea drinks in the usual Restaurant cups with lemon slices on top of the edge of the cups. Oishi is showing the back of the Seigaku jacket I believe, and there's a digit on one of the long sleeved sides with the number "68".

It seems Oishi declared that this was the average height of the Seigaku members, which is about 2.23097 feet. (What the hell? The shortest regular member there is Echizen, and he's at least like 4-5 feet tall....that's impossible).

I'm mostly watching things in first person perspective, and I'm pretty sure I'm not a spectator floating around, and I get a feeling that there's a poser, or shape-shifter in disguise with a weapon, I can just feel my dream body tingling with negative vibes. I try to avoid this negative frequency, and I warn as many player's as possible that there's a spy/poser/shape-shifter.

I immediately hear gunshots, and Kawamura is preparing to duck, but I don't know why.

Maybe because of the gunshots were coming in his direction. While I'm seeing Kawamura on the floor taking cover, I realize that I have my whole body curled up next to an L-shaped wall (the enemy would have to move over a bit to see what's between the gap).

There's a door to my right, and it has two gray locks on top of each other, and I quickly turn them horizontally and opened the knob to quickly dash out of the door.

The environment outside is similar to my Aunt's in South Carolina, and I go through the small path that would lead to the entrance of her house with the tropical kind of bushes on the sides of the small walkway.

I go to the driveway, and a Black Jaguar car comes out of nowhere from the neighbor's backyard.

It comes onto the driveway somehow, it just magically passes through the small metal wired fence that's like 3-4 feet tall that would lead to the backyard. After the vehicle passes and goes it's own way on the road perpendicular to the driveway, I turn back quickly to see the shape-shifter point a gun at me through an open window.

He fails to shoot me, and I get more tense, and then he tries to shoot again, but he still fails to do so. I try to run, but I'm doing it very slowly, and frankly, it was pretty damn irritating because I have no sort of weaponry on my body, at least one that's apparent. I go to the right side of the road perpendicular to the driveway in this familiar neighborhood of my Aunt's, and the shape-shifter comes out.

He takes the form of a little kid who looks like the toddler version of someone (nicknaming people again) named Mo (a tennis freshmen when I was a sophomore in HS).

He's preparing to ride purple bicycle to get a beach ball with red and white colors (they are forming into a spiral) to hit me. Apparently, he declares to me that the beach ball is explosive, and he rides the bicycle down the small slope on the driveway, and the ball comes right at me, but I quickly dodge it.

Despite me not being able to run quickly, the ball came really slow. He tries to get a few more balls and random objects thrown at me by ramming them with the bicycle, but he fails to do so. I'm still feeling tensed up and can only run very slowly. This is where the dream resets or shifts to another point I believe, and I'm back at the driveway that looks like my Aunt's.

Another car comes out through the backyard of the neighbor's onto to the driveway I'm on, probably the same Black Jaguar with a female inside riding it this time. I remember she had a ponytail, looked like she was Indian, and she had glasses with the black metal rim on the sides.

Mo aims his gun at me again, but he's just making himself the epitome of a Crappy aim. I get to the right side of the road YET again, and Mo this time comes out with a Pit bull by his side. The shape-shifter has a baseball bat in his hand, and the pit bull has a white face and a brown body. It looks like it's about 2 feet tall, and the pit bull gets ready to come at me, but the pit bull betrays Mo and barks and tries to bite him.

Mo gets scared from this, and the pit bull was probably irritated with Mo ordering him around to try and charge at me. The pit bull goes back to focusing on me, but it's still just standing there, slowly walking a few steps and stopping. Mo comes at me, and I stand my ground. I focus on the incoming pit bull and Mo, and Mo comes first.

I grab Mo by his collar (sorry, the kid has a baseball bat and is mostly likely wanting to bash my head with it) and kick him out of the way, and then try to deal with the pit bull.

I managed to get both pushed back far enough to give me ample time to calm down, and I honestly don't know what I did in retaliation to deal with them both, but it must've been extreme.

I slowly elevate my top torso up again from having to bend my back while doing the fighting move that I couldn't see clearly at all, and after that, I woke up with intense feelings, and felt shocking sensations for a while.

Oh and, the 68 cm on Oishi's Jacket from before, that's about 2.23 cm tall, and the pit bull seemed to be around that height, maybe a bit more......WHAT?!??!?!?!

Coincidence or some vague foreshadowing? I don't know.

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10.01.2012

Father Studies for Medical School (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I'm a little child in this dream, something like that, it's really hard to verify this. There's some tennis match being displayed on a very large screen outside, and people from away on the huge grassy hills with other people sitting down are watching the match. The two people sitting down are apparently my parents, I could barely seem them, but their body contours from far away become clearer to identify.

The dream shifts to where my father is hugging me while I'm resting on the right side. He tells me that he has to study hard to get into Medical School...

That's all I can remember, and looooool, he did accounting...nothing related to medical school, at least as far as what he told me. Accounting was at its peak during his time, not medical...pfffffft what a stupid dream.

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10.01.2012

Novak Djokovic takes Statistics course? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room, and the professor asks if anyone is interested in taking Statistics in the future, probably to replace taking Calculus 3, which is similar to the options I have for Biochemistry in waking life. I raise my hand along with a few other people, and I'm sitting at the section to my left closest to the entrance.

The room is sloped deeply to maximize the number of seats, and someone who looks like Novak Djokovic mentions he's taking Statistics.

Someone asks how he got in it, and he declared that he had to get one of the highest scores, probably from a math placement exam, to get in. I see a value divided by 5 pop into my mind as soon as he declared that.

Then after that, the class goes back to paying attention to the random professor again. Then I realize I'm with a group of three, including myself. A random girl in the corp cadet outfit, which is a faded type of Khaki color, and she has a plump face, most noticeable on her cheeks. She has brown hair where the back side is balled up, and she has a device that looks like an iPad.

She has some weird extensions on it that's on the top and bottom layers, which leaves the rest of the screen available in the middle. The top section seems to be a keyboard type of extension for the iPad counterpart.

The next person in the group is some random dude next to her on the left side. He's chubby, and is wearing a dark blue hoodie jacket, light gray/white shirt underneath, and seems in a passive demeanor overall in class.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.01.2012

No Riding Bicycles in Building (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a class I have to go to that starts around 1:35 PM dream time, and the time now in it was 1:37 PM, and the apartment that I'm in, I could get to the class in maybe 2-3 minutes alone just by running as fast as I can. To be honest, it felt like it could've taken 30 seconds or less to get there, and even faster if I used a bicycle.

I get to class, and fortunately, the quiz or test we were going to have, teacher's assistants were still distributing the exam/quiz packet and Scantrons to fill in the answers for the multiple choice section. The lecture room has white walls, and there's dark blue carpet everything....on the steps to get to the rows of seat and where the professor's desk and and large table were as well.

Again, the class was formatted like that last dream, it was sloped down, to maximize seating arrangement, and I'm looking for a TA (teacher's assistant) who is handing out the blue scantrons, and then wait for them to finish the last row of seats so that can give me an extra one. I head for a random left handed seat all the way to the left side of the room. The room was structured to where it was it was curved, and it reminds me of my current math class room in waking life.

I go down to the seat, and I can't remember what I did next, so I assume there's another dream shift....

I ride my bicycle to get to class somehow, but I'm 1-2 minutes late again, but I don't think the professor cares about anyone being tardy for class. I looked at my Blackberry Curve phone, and realized I'm actually early, so the time changed dramatically from 1:37 PM to 1:07 PM, and then to 1:21 Pm without me doing a reality check.

The room actually had a different professor, but I didn't realize this until later on. She didn't seem to mind me being here, and I saw more students coming in to fill some empty seats for the next time, so I assumed this current class was almost over.

After my class is done, I ride my bicycle again, but inside a building. An old man wearing glasses, has gray hair, and is wearing a dark yellow dress shirt and Khaki pants tells me to not ride in the building. I feel embarrassed by this, and I stopped, and spent around 5-10 seconds lifting my bicycle so I could put it on my right shoulder. I walk like an idiot in front of everyone.

While I'm walking on the black tile flooring in this random building, two people seem to be having a conversation over something behind me, and I started to take interest of what they're trying to say. My audio starts kicking in and augments on their conversation, and I heard words that sounded like they were talking to me, even mocking me.

I get irritated to a point where I stopped, turned around, and told them that I know I shouldn't have had my bicycle in the building to ride on, and wanted them to stop making fun of me. They were two fairly tall African American males that looked like the counterparts to waking life versions that I had for a Comm App class in High School who were basketball players.

One of them immediately told me,

"We're not talking about that...."

And I turned around quick in more shame for me assuming they're talking behind my back, and now I'm going down an escalator with the bicycle. I trip and land on my rear somehow, but I managed to get up, and it's probably because the bicycle made my body out of balance.

It's weird thought, I thought I was holding it just fine when walking.....

Then I meet some person who looks like "Nin" (nicknaming again) in waking life. I don't know why he's here, but I figured I'd be nice to say "Hi" to him before he thinks I'm ignoring him or something..(you know those people that look at you, seeing if you get the same reaction of surprise that you know them as well, but haven't met in a while? Yeah...)

We have a general conversation, and I ask him how's college going for him. He takes a while to answer, and before he could respond, I immediately said his words for him.

"Oh, you just wanted to take some time before you do anything right?" (Meaning he wants to do some kind of other work before he goes to college I'm assuming).

He nods his head, we say our farewells, and I go back to my house to get something to go to another class, probably the same one in this new dream shift....there's an assignment that involves turning my vote on a worksheet, and I needed proper MLA citation, and it doesn't seem I didn't even do the assignment.

Eventually, I get the paper finished, and someone outside of the class before I go in has examined how the class is for me, and they're wearing a fancy suit and motorcycle helmet. I can't see their face at all, and the helmet is white with a black layer to cover their visage. They're resting their back on the wall with their arms folded, and told me that the class shouldn't be too much of a problem for me.

I go into the class, double check the worksheet I had to do with the proper MLA citation, and I can't remember what happens next unfortunately.

That person concealing their face with the bicycle helmet, it reminds me a lot like Light Yagami's father from the Death Note Movie where he wore a bicycle helmet during some small festival....

I know it couldn't have been him, the person felt familiar in terms of their energy signature, but now I'm not so sure....

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10.01.2012

Food in the Kitchen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in my apartment, and it's fairly dark inside. There's food left on the kitchen in various spots. Roast beef cut into circles done by my father I assume because I get an image of him when I see it....it's probably made for sandwiches I guess.

Then later on, I find fried rice in small to-go boxes, two of them, and there are a few ants crawling around.

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10.01.2012

Awesome Asian girl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet an Asian girl who looks like the counterpart in waking life that I had for geometry in High School. She's a positive girl and is open to me, but it seems she wants me to start the introductions and conversations.

She's skinny, has a slight tanned skin, and she has black hair that's a balled up ponytail. I meet her outside some area with brown brick buildings. She looks down on her phone, and she tells me she works 6 side jobs....

I couldn't believe this chick, she's this happy and has 6 side jobs? To the left of me, there's an Asian guy who looks like Tim that I had for tennis class as a Junior, and the girl is still a few feet away from me.

I tell Tim that it must be her free day, because those are a lot of jobs...and I realized I think I should help him go out with her, rather than me taking her out.

I guess what I did was just help him get a date with her, and that's all I remember.

A lady who was at a party earlier in another dream is suddenly snooping around the apartment I'm temporarily staying in. She doesn't know me too well and thinks I'm a child so when my dad leaves the place, she comes snooping in and tries to go through his files. I approach her and close the folder she's going through and asks her what's the matter. She's sort of taken aback and after realizing she can't get away with this she says the suspicions about my father are back. She invented some tale about his time in an institution 3 years ago and how he had fits of uncontrollable laughter. Then another tale about how he's a potential murder suspect of a girl and boy.

The dream shifted and I'm living the story of him murdering the 18 year old girl and boy. The girl is blonde and the boy has brown hair. They're strapping something to a horse or pony. My dad comes out of the cabin beside them and is young Harrison Ford (think of the first indiana jones). It's raining outside and inside the cabin. He offers some sort of help. I imagine he's going to try and rape the girl since he's been single for years. I don't remember exactly what happens but I think he kills them. As soon as he starts grinning that Harrison Ford grin of satisfaction, something bumps into the cabin door in front of him. Lightening flashes a mutilated body/face with empty eye sockets of a woman with tangled brown hair is momentarily visible. It's the tormented soul of his ex wife who he apparently murdered in the dream? Looks like the seductive brunette in Eraserhead.

Dream shifts but still relevant.

Fam (no one is divorced now or murdered) was moving back into our first house that's now currently run over by Mexican gangs and shit. The outside of the house was a light turquoise but it actually looked okay. We had parked about 3 cars in the driveway since the whole fam was there. Some of my dad's friends are over playing catch with two dogs and smoking cigars and drinking beers. The house is way too small for all of us as we've grown up, but we're moving back in for the time being. I head inside and ask for my father. My mom mentions he's acting strange and won't budge from his room. I open the door to his room and he's doing t'ai chi beside his bed in the dark (his walls and bedspread are teal). I tell him I know his "secret" and that coaxes him out of his bedroom. I end up getting him to follow me to the street outside our house to look at this glorious river that had formed when they cleared out a Dead End road and joined it to a new town. The water was ridiculously, vivid blue.

I took a nap around 4:15 PM, woke up to alarm set for 7:00 PM, set it to 8:00PM and slept until I woke up around 7:50 PM.

09.23.2012

Pepper Seed Jar and Biochemistry Adviser Office (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside an office, and there's a lady to my right sitting at a desk. It has a computer, a bunch of papers spread out, the usual thing. From the front left, I see there's another door opened to another room near the main office, probably 10-20 feet away from me. Inside of that same room, I saw my Biochemistry Adviser sitting down looking at the computer.

Before I describe her, the office itself was slightly different than the waking life counterpart. My adviser's room is designed to where you can't see her unless you actually go into the room, because when the door opens, only half of her room is visible when you come into the main office before looking inside. Here, I could possibly see everything there, if the door was completely opened in the dream.

My advisory wore a dark gray polyester female dress shirt (it was a thin material), and a light gray dress underneath that. The door was slightly opened, and I assumed that I talked to her previously in the dream, but I can't recall what we talked about. But by judging my feelings in the dream, it didn't seem anything too serious, and as I'm close to leaving this section of the Biochemistry Department, I just happened to see to my right, pepper seeds.


They were contained in a circular jar, like those types where the ends would be cut (not literally) with rectangular ends, so the jar wouldn't roll off the counter or shelf. There was a black text that showed the price to eat the pepper seeds I'm assuming, and it was for "15 cents" each, with the logo for cents.

I didn't know about this until later on, so I took one pepper, and quickly put it in my mouth and chewed on it.

[My.....very....very...SPICY!!!

OH MY.......SPICY!!!!!!!! Its taste is hitting certain areas around my tongue.....

Ooooh, tasting the salt there......ooooh tasting the bitterness there......OH OH OHHHHH THAT WAS SPICY]

All that I said in brackets is how it felt in those few 2-3 seconds of chewing it (Note I wasn't really saying that, just added expression to how real the taste was).

I prepare myself to leave the office, but I immediately hear the lady that was to the right of me before I turn my back declare,

"15 Cents will be taken off.."

I respond,

"Ooooh....Oh! Sorry, I'll go ahead and pay for that right now!" (the pepper seed).

I take my left hand to dig through my left pant pocket, and heard some change jingling around. I take as much as I can out of it, and I quickly counted 15 cents and gave it to the lady.

I think she said "Thank you," and as I'm turning my back again to leave the room, I turn around once more and declared,

"Oh! I gave 20 cents instead huh?"

She quickly looks at the change with her hand opened, but before she could say something, I professed,

"Oh, don't worry about it..."

I left the area, and that's all that I remember.

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09.23.2012

Angelina Jolie Counterpart spams God Mode (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I looked up Pepper Dream meaning signs, and most of it foreshadows danger of some sort, be it through quarreling, financial loss, etc....but I feel that previous dream was just prelude to this one.....I can't really take dream meanings as set in stone notions of truth...but still....

*sigh* Anyway


Ugh....not this kind of dream again.....

Invincible DC+ me being a crappy aim or them spamming God Mode = GETS ANNOYING.

I'm inside a gym, and the carpet is dark blue, there are mirrors attached to the walls on all sides, excluding the entrance and exits I'm assuming. There's a pretty large collection of treadmills around this area. I happen to be close to one, and I believe I'm just observing what's around me.

There's this man who looks like he's an inspector of some sort, like to see if the gym equipment are in good conditions for gym members. He's a really picky guy, he has that really really really analytical eye going about these treadmills and other gym equipment.

There was one treadmill where he put his finger around some buttons, and he didn't like it at all. He takes his index finger off the machine, quickly wipes it off his pants in disgust, and declares,

"I don't like this at all!!"

Not sure who he's talking to, but he was looking at someone. I also recall that same man wearing a dark colored dress shirt tucked into some long Khaki pants I believe.

Then the dream shifts a little bit to where I'm near a dark-skinned lady, and she wants me to look through something that resembles that scope thing you see in submarines to check what's out there. As soon as I put my eyes near the glass to see what's going on through the scope, it's like I'm being transported to a completely different dream environment.

It feels like a video game now, and I'm in it. Whatever area I'm confined in now, it's moving, and it's moving fairly quickly. I find out I'm inside a vehicle or some sort, maybe it's not, but it is moving. I still have the feelings that I'm looking through the same scope.

While I still am, I zoom in on a lady that's inside of the back of a truck that's also moving. Before I go into details on her, here's how the environment looks like. There's a huge brown boulder, or mini-cliff on the left side, and there's a huge body of water on the right, though me and the truck that this vehicle I'm in is following are way above the water level.

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I see some area that looks like a town is coming up to the right far away, and finally, I see the lady. The scope has Thermal vision, so I'm mostly seeing blue, green, yellow, red, and some orange colors, but it's mostly just cool colors I'm seeing....that's weird....barely any body heat on this woman?

I don't think she's human.....she's mostly showing up as colors of blue and green throughout her whole body, and maybe a little hint of yellow and red on her forehead, but it was a very thin vertical line.


She's wearing a pastel green sleeveless tank top, and probably some short khaki dress. She looks like she's looking at me directly, has her lips slightly opened, with her teeth together, and she has pretty big lips. She wears some sunglasses with a thin metal frame around the lens, and she seems to not mind me looking at her.

But something about her bothered me.....it seemed she was up to something.

You know like one of those shows where some random person sees someone, but they look completely normal to them, but they don't know they're probably kind of serial killer or bank robber? Yeah, it felt like that.....

Something made me try to aim a weapon at her, but by the time I do that, the back of the truck seems to be covering half of where she is probably behind right now. Maybe it could be that the right side of the truck cargo she's in is exposed rather than the back. Or it could just be that the thermal vision from the scope can see through thick metal, and I assumed that the backside of the truck cargo was exposed.....hmmmm.


The truck makes a sharp right turn in this enclosed road we're on, and the moment that happened, I decided to just shoot the damn thing.

SHOOT IT SHOOT IT NOW!!!

Then all sorts of things happen, there's this rush, so many events happening....the truck speed up, along with the vehicle I'm in speeding up. Sometimes I wonder if I was just running as high speeds, because I don't recall seeing any kind of car roofs or windows at the time.

Anyway, the dream shifts, and now I'm in a room...I don't pay too much attention to it. All I know is that it consists of light colors of brown and white...like a Calypso type of setting...yeah, this whole dream has that vibe. I open a dark gray door, and I slowly peek out to my left....and I believe the Angeline Jolie counterpart is with some random old guy.

He's wearing a dark dress shirt that's unbuttoned, and probably a light gray shirt with some dark pants and shoes as well. The guy is fairly shorter than her, and she's pretty tall, probably 6'4", something like that. The mini hallway they're in, there's a window in front of them, and it's fairly bright, must still be sunny out there.

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The floor tiles are vanilla colored, and as soon as Angelina Jolie and the old man start, I quickly take aim at try to shoot her as much as I can. Crap...is my aim this HORRIBLE???? I panic, slam the door shut, and quickly looked at the gun I'm holding. It's like a default pistol with a gray coating around the gun head, and studded black material around the holding base.

It also had some weird attachment to the front of it that seems that it can be pressed for some kind of feature, though the split second thinking I'm running out of, I didn't have the time for that. I looked at the gun a bit more, and saw "Bronze Hatchet" labeled on it.

Ugh...another Runescape item reference? But the gun doesn't look anything like a hatchet!!! It's a gun....bleeeh!!

I need to find a place to duck for cover before she opens that door. I quickly find a table that has a decent covering spot, and I hide under there. The door opens, and I see just Angelina's legs walking, searching around the area in her first few seconds of entering it. Then I realized, my father is sitting down on the floor, bracing his back against the wall next to the opened door.

Shit....I get up quickly and aim my gun at her...and by this point, I just start going crazy, I can't recall perfectly on what happened. But based on me going nuts and worrying if she'll shoot my father or something, I assumed I just shot at her in fear, and it didn't seem to work at all. I noticed the gunshots sounded like the M1 Garand "ping" sound.

http://images.wikia.com/callofduty/i..._ping_CoD1.ogg
(Click to hear the ping sound)

Nothing is working on her....there's not a dent on her....and I think she has her gun in her right hand aimed near my father's head, and she's looking at me with her glasses off I believe. It definitely looks like an Angelina Jolie counterpart, or a doppelganger.

I aim my gun at the old dirty, and probably smelly guy, but the gunshots aren't affecting him as well. I know I'm not a crappy aim in a close-ranged situation, so these two probably just have God Mode on full blast.

I can't think straight, I don't know what to do, I don't know what she's going to do with that gun aimed at my father. They're just STANDING there, doing nothing, waiting for me to do something, but I'm dissociated from myself that I eventually just try to end the dream and woke up somehow out of fear of what would happen next.

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09.23.2012

Sensui and his New Light (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'll keep this dream short, because the second dream.....took a quite a while because I was distracted with some things, and I really should finish this lab report and pre-lab questions too before it gets too late at night.

Alright, I'm in a void....it's really.....dark...so empty...I don't see myself, maybe I'm just looking at this void in first person view, but I hear Shinobu Sensui's voice from Yu Yu Hakusho.

He talks about how in the darkness.....the blood was his new light.

*sigh* Too much ambiguity...

09.23.2012

I'm a Disappointment + Was That Windhover?? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and I'm holding a shiny gray metal bowl, it looks like the same bowl I have in my apartment that I use to mix pancake ingredients. The house itself resembles the one in waking life that I went to for summer vacation by the end of my Freshmen year.

There walls in the living room are Pastel Green, the flooring in that same area was dark brown with a nice wooden polish. I think my mother was there as well, which is really something I keep forgetting isn't a part of waking life at all....

I can't remember the details in between what I did inside of the house, but I think I tried to get out of the house again and escape for some odd reason. I ended up coming back because I was afraid of someone, like my father, catching up and finding me.

When I came back to the house, I played it off as if I just went outside for fresh air or something like that. Then the dream shifts to where I'm walking with my father in a completely different place, and he tells me,

"You're a disappointment."

I looked at him weirdly, and I can't remember what exactly caused him to declare, but I kept trying to talk to him and try to understand what it was that I did wrong. However, random things in the dream keep distracting me from trying to give him a rational explanation.

This next part is confusing, I can't even tell if I'm in my dream body, or if I'm watching Windhover, or if I'm taking the embodiment of Shiro that's on her avatar from Deadman Wonderland.

And here's my horrible sketch in the morning of Shiro....aHHHHHH....but it's really how I saw Shiro/Windhover/Me/I Don't know who!!! :c
(And those hands are Shiro's/Me/Windhover/Idk's hands...the hands look weird..but...don't worry about it xD)

Spoiler for Horrible Sketch of Shiro:

Even my thoughts started to become a distraction as well, because the more I tried to formulate words, the more a tingly sensation in my mind would initiate, as if it's telling me not to declare whatever thought came first.

I saw someone in spectator mode having their arms folded and hands open as if they were really trying to come up with something to say, but failed. I think the Shiro counterpart was wearing a khaki jacket and a white shirt underneath.

Unfortunately, that's all I remember for that dream.

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09.23.2012

Exam Review? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room, and it's pretty spacious. There's a huge screen that takes up nearly 90% of the whole wall that's far away from me. There's a downward slope, probably to be efficient with spacing, and there are a few people in here already.

I believe I'm already sitting down, writing things whoever is tutoring us at the bottom left corner is writing.

It was some math problem, but it seemed it had some Organic Chemistry with Equatorial and Axial positions. I remember the number "5" next to one of the two axis labeled:

X axis:______

Y axis:______

It seems the tutoring session for the exam review was coming to a close, and there was something about the problem that bothered me, so I raised my hand and asked.

"If you were to put the 5 on the axial rather than the equatorial, wouldn't it be reversed?"

Something along those lines, and whoever it is I'm looking at, I can't remember their visage well, but they nodded.

I guess I was right about something.

:shrug:

09.18.2012

Spread Your Legs Naruko Anjou (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, I grabbed you with the title huh....alright..

Spoiler for 18+:

There's an anime girl with short light brown hair, or maybe orange-brown hair (?), and she's in the spread eagle position, with her legs folded upwards, like this:

M

And by the looks of it, she resembles Naruko Anjou.

It seems she's resting on a slope, and whatever it is, it's light blue, along with most of the area around area, so I'm presuming this is done at some kind of spacious shower. I don't know if I'm the one to command her, or if it's someone else, but something makes her cringe and twitch her eyes in shame, until she finally gives up and spreads her legs more.

Then a wooden penis appears on the bottom of her, and I think it's stuck on the floor. It seems the next command was for her to gently get on top of it, and slowly take it inside her asshole. After going through those facial expressions of being shy and all that, she gets every single inch of it in her.

Her vagina was soaked, maybe it was the water, or maybe she's climaxing from anal.

I can't remember anything else from the dream, except that she probably got used to having the wooden penis stimulate her anally.

Oh, and no traces of scat....and that's always a good thing.

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09.18.2012

Don't Steal From Him (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking with my father, he tells me to not steal from somebody that will be coming into whatever house home is in this dream.

Why are you telling me this? Why would I want to steal--------oh wait, hold on, inb4blackstereotype.

I try to explain to him calmly on why I wouldn't want to steal from him or anyone, but he stops me mid-sentence and gives me this small lecture on what he values in his children.

By this time, I just thought, "Whatever man."

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09.18.2012

Car with External Audio (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm in a vehicle with my father and mother, and then we go into some parkway, a pretty small one that could accommodate a few vehicles that may be coming in all directions. There's this white vehicle that comes in on the right, and I see there's a couple inside. A man wearing a mid-tone blue dress shirt, and probably dark dress pants.

The environment is very bright and sunny, but I don't really feel much of the glare and heat hitting my skin, since the vehicle I'm in is probably has the A/C on. All of the seats in the vehicle I'm in are light gray.

The wife/girlfriend/escort/whoever is barely noticeable, I just had a feeling she was there. I think she had long blonde hair though. It seems my father and the guy coming in were at a gridlock, so the guy in the white vehicle activates an external speaker from his car, which kind of looks like a White Mustang.

I don't know where the voice box or sound system is coming from, and then my father starts responding to the man. From my perspective, my father had all of his windows closed in the vehicle, so how in the world does he think the man is going to hear him at all?

From where I was sitting, I could hear my father's voice bounce off the windows a bit, there's just no way the other guy is going to hear this. Surprisingly, the guy hears him just fine, still a little bothered by this, I continued to listen their conversation. I guess it started with trying to get someone to back up so the other person could park, since they're still at a gridlock.

I can't recall the exact words, but I did notice a gradual augmentation of anger coming from both parties. I'm just sitting there, absorbing all of this, and then finally, the guy in the white vehicle gets pissed, and leaves. I think he screams something at my father, but whatever it is, good riddance to that guy.

My father probably talks to my mother about what he thought of the whole situation, I just can't remember what he declared specifically. I look where the guy in the white vehicle was headed, because I was worried he might follow us or something to intimidate my father even more.

So I turned my head to the right, ignoring whatever it is my father and mother are professing, and I see the guy is trying to take a curve to the right behind some building, and then I see him come out the other side of it. I'm not sure if he still wanted to hang around that area on purpose, and that's all I can recall.

Organic Chem and Math Exam...you're GOING DOWN today.

09.16.2012

WILD + Spirit Guide Search Failed + Pseudo Lucid Dream??? (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up around 3:23 AM from this. Before then, I believe I had woke up for a while, and was conscious of it. I closed my eyes and was sleeping on the right side of my bed.

I decided to try and imagine some random image, which was:

" n_n " emoticon, I sort of pushed my eyes out, and from that point, those sensations started to come back to me. Random numbers, Then a mini Green 0,1 matrix font coming down.....and then more random numbers and images, BAM.

YES!!!! WILDED LIKE A BOSS!!!!! SUCK IT 20 minute WBTB.....10 second WBTB FTW!!!!!!!!

Also, this pushing eye my eyes thing while I focusing on one image for a few seconds, and then seeing random stuff appear....I wonder....maybe I should try that again after this entry...

OMFGz0ers SUPER MASSIVE RECALL TIME!!!

As the images and numbers started streaming, literally giving me the sensation of having my dream body pulled out and then laid on the edge of the bed, I finally have my dreaming eyes opened without trying to force anything open.

Good..goood...let the lucidity flow in you LINK. I stay in this awkward position on the edge of the bed where I have my upper breast region, head, and arms on the bed. My arms were spread apart and stretched naturally. My head was on its left side, and I realized immediately that this dream setting is set for night time. I slowly get up, amazed, but still calm, that I'm dreaming.

Then I decided to touch myself so that I wouldn't be indulged into that excitement, and possibly ruin my dream stability. So I rubbed my chest with my hands for a while, and my thoughts start becoming clearer now, I realized that using the mentality that being exciting or pumped up would be useless, so I might as well just be nonchalant about the whole thing to increase stability.

For some reason throughout the process of rubbing my chest for a few seconds, I had an image of Madara Uchiha appear with the Rinnegan, in a completely lifeless form. Weird.....maybe it's just an afterthought when I woke up...but it just came up when I was just typing this stuff below.

I didn't pay attention to the surroundings in my bed for too long, though I did see a orange-yellow night light source on the north-east side when I turn my head to the left(since I'm still standing on the ground next to the edge of the bed).

I saw that there was a huge dresser shelf laid out to the left of the night light as well, and also a mirror on top I believe, but I paid more attention to the shelf instead. It was light brown, had a fairly shiny wood coating on it, and then I decided to do a nose plug reality check.

I take my right hand, plug my nose, and tried to breathe, and I can't breathe at all. Maybe I didn't plug my nose completely, but I'm pretty sure that I did. I attempted another nose plug reality check, and got the same result. I also felt the lower torso of my body sucking in, except that I didn't feel too much of it compared to if I did the nose plug RC in waking life.

I did hear that sound where if you didn't plug your nose all the way, it would make that "pbbbbt" sound (try to leave a little hole open in your nose if you do a nose plug reality check, and you'll know what I mean).

A nose plug reality check where I can't breathe through my nose....HA...

Better resort to the good ol' finger counting! So I take my hands out from the nose plug reality check, look down, they looks like my hands alright. So I started to count from the right hand thumb.

1 2 3 4 5 6....yep, 6 fingers is definitely abnormal, definitely dreaming. And during this whole process, I finally become cognizant that the moment I turn my body around, I find that there's a door a few feet to the the right in front of me. Something about area feels.......kid like....spacious....there was this feeling, as if I was a spoiled little kid.

Mind you, I still had my dream body of now, so I wasn't a little child in my dream, even though I didn't look at myself in the mirror. I was sure of this because when I rubbed my chest from before, I felt these slight bumps, and I was most likely in a muscular body than in waking life.

Anyway, after reality checking, I started to collect my thoughts together, not aware if I'm naked or not. (I know I was naked in waking life).

I told myself,

"As soon as I open this door, I will find my spirit guide............."

I slowly turned the knob of the door to the right, feeling the circular edge around it, and opened the door slowly. I take a little peek out without popping my head between the gap,

"Okay maybe not????? Sorta?"

I opened the door completely, and it's apparent that my bedroom exit would be next to a kitchen to the left of me. The section to the right of that is completely dark, and I presumed it was the living room of this random and spacious house. I haven't stepped out of the bedroom as yet, but as soon as I did, I noticed my mother is standing there to my right.

....lol....awkwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard.

I look at her for a while, and I'm bit shocked by her presence, but I went back to calming myself down and tried not to get too excited. It seems she's wearing clothes that resemble her sleeping outfit. She's wearing a white tank top that had very thin arm strings, and she wore sky blue velour type of pants.

She had a bit of a stomach to her, and had thunder thighs as well. Her hair is tied up, and the rest of it is curved up into a ponytail style that's balled up. I looked down on the floor a little bit to distract myself and try to come up with something to do with her being here.

I get close to her and try to reach my hand out to her, but as soon as I try to touch her hand, she immediately retracts it.

Oh come on now, you're not my mother if you do that, even if I don't know you too much, you were never like this.

I stand there disappointed in myself, not really thinking too much on why she retracted her hand just now, and to be honest, from the dream I had yesterday about her, there was no point resorting to rage at all.

She starts to move perpendicular to where I'm at, and as I'm watching her walk to the left, I tried to get her attention again.

"Wait."

I then tried to make myself larger and tried to scare her, but I failed SO hard doing that. I get my upper torso and arms flexed and tried to lift them up, trying to get the sensation and imagining my body getting bigger, but no luck at all.

My mother turns around, and she tries to imitate me as well...LOL...She fails in her attempt to grow larger as well. I try it again, just one more try, I did it with so much force that I felt my legs trying to come off from the ground by a few inches.

My mother does the same thing again with imitating me, and by this point, she's completely useless to me, but I still decided to indulge into the thought that she's significant in this dream region for some region.

So instead of running out of the house and TRYING TO FIND MY FUCKING AKASHIC RECORDS FOR GOD SAKE OR EVEN MY DAMN DREAM GUIDE, I stay in the house like a good little boy. *sigh* I waste my time for a mother who retracts her body away from me from every attempt of me trying to hold her hand....

After our little imitation trick of trying to grow larger, which was kind of a cute mother-son bond thing (even though it was obvious this was just a lifeless dream character with no signs of initiative), and her not saying anything to me at all to this point, I still I had a fear about her.

I don't know, when I was trying to get larger, I imagined her doing some scary shit like having her eyes pop out and her turning demonic or something, but nope....she's just as incapable as I am in the dream of doing these kinds of things.

Then I hear a grunt from my left ear, and as soon as I turn my head to the left, I see my father trying to get into an erect sitting position as he's waking up. He's wearing a dark blue pajama shirt and pants with a even darker hue of blue stripes going down vertically. He has his eyes squinting at us, trying to see what's going on.

Out of reflex, or maybe a slight shock, I quickly told him,

"Oh no! Everything's perfectly fine here....."

He makes a grunt noise and goes back to sleep, and by the time I turn my head back to focus on my mother again, she's by the kitchen on the left. It seems she's going to heat something up, maybe some warm milk or something of that sort. By this time....I decided.

Screw this. I dashed to the door, which had a light shiny gray lock on top of it, I turn it to the right or left (doesn't really matter now), and I opened that door and catapulted my way out of there. I slam the door shut, and as soon as I turned my head, this fairly big neighborhood appears before my eyes.

It's still night time, but I can still make out the contours of the houses around me and in front of me. It seems the house that my parents and I were in just now in the dream is located near a cul-de-sac. Ha....a dead-end, d----dOn'T ANALYZE NOW.

There are a few small bushes to the left and right of me, and I could tell this neighborhood is fairly decent and peaceful.

I'm surprisingly able to keep running without losing stability AT all...so plus for me..unfortunately...and it's very hard to for me to distinguish if there was something in the middle of the cul-de-sac, I slowly start to float in the air.

I had no intention of flying at all, but figured that if I'm floating, this means it would be harder should my mother want to chase me, but in all actuality, that was not needed at all. Though I could sense that she was gone at this point, even though I didn't bother to look back at the house I came out of.

I started to get higher and higher in the air, slowly flinging my arms and legs out, feeling out of balance, but I knew this was a dream, so I still remained calmed. Then my body starts rotating a bit slowly, and I could see that roof of the same house I dashed out from starts to open and remains tilted to the right side.

A HUGE BEAM OF LIGHT SHOOTS OUT FROM THE HOUSE AND TO THE SKY. It was SO POWERFUL, that I swore it could've been enough to reach outer space...in the dream of course.

Then I realized....I'm floating BECAUSE OF THAT.

So basically, the dream environment is telling me like,

"OH NO YOU COME BACK HERE, YOU COME BACK MISTER!!!!"

I try floating away from the house, with all my might, but I'm completely incapable of doing so. So I went into "oooh screw it" mode and let the beam of light suck me in, and I'm almost in transitioning myself to wake up, but then I hear some voice....like the voice from the guy from "The Price is Right."

No, not Drew Carey, the "YOU JUST WON A NEW CAAAAAAAAAR!" guy voice. I don't know where he is, but all I hear is (paraphrasing):

"Find out how YOU can pseudo-lucid dream as well!"

Wait wait........I KNOW that when I woke up with my eyes opened for a few seconds, I saw the fan I have in waking life rotating.....I think.....DANG IT, NOW I'M CONFUSED. Do I tag this as a WILD or a DILD contributing a FALSE WILD

UGGGGGH..But but....how can I have those sensations of being pulled in, just like a WILD, I was in the dream in the first plac-----*cries*

I don't know anymore! It's a WILD to me.

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09.16.2012

Who's That Anime Blonde Chick? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much from this dream, but there was a lot of feelings of being hopeful towards a blonde anime female. There were a lot of people in the dream that were skeptical about her, but I still had more faith in her than any of them. She looked like the one chick from that show I rather not talk about. :x

But if you do find it, "SHHHHHH."

There were dream shifts where both of us were walking along some thin path. We had to brace our backs against the rocky walls, and make sure that our feet are still on the very very thin walkway, otherwise, we would fall into a seemingly bottomless pit.

09.04.2012

$175 Phone Bill (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had to pay $175 for a phone Bill, and the due date was today in dream time. My father told me to make sure I pay it off, and I told him that I will, and that he doesn't have to remind me.

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09.04.2012

Kingly Implings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm catching Kingly Implings again in a wheat maze, I'm literally see more and more of them pop up in the maze, and all I'm doing is just feeling as if I'm going to make more cash by continuing to hoard all the ones spawned.

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09.04.2012

Someone's Dream Guide (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I summoned a dream guide, but I don't know if it's mine, I think I summoned my father's dream guide, but whoever it was, it looked a lot like Catherine from the game "Catherine."

The dream itself was so random, it's hard to remember anything other than her being summoned, or at least someone that looked like her. I'm confused here...

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09.04.2012

Sex Slave? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

I see pictures of someone wearing a black lingerie outfit, and with each progression of the pictures, smaller accessories of clothing start to pile up on them. Apparently the picture the right was a 100% sex slave, and as you go left, it goes down in 10% increments.

The female was tall, had long black, curly hair, and was light-skinned.

09.04.2012

f0rceez Banned someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

f0rceez banned someone, though I rather not say who.

He literally posts on a visitor message wall, "BANND"

Yes, without the "e."