Linkzelda
Existential Hero

18.01.2016

Through the Broken Window (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Coming out of the house through window and worried about relative thinking window is broken. They make the hand gesture of "hurry up!" which entailed that the structure of the window was the least of their concerns. I go into the vehicle, and somehow, the vehicle in the backyard shifts its way outward.

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18.01.2016

Lady Kills Two Murderers (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

People out to kill a man, then a lady comes in to kill one of them running away by his neck with a sword 1800s type of clothing

- Small room
- She's wearing a dark green dress
- Dress style she's wearing is akin to the female in the dream collapsing in Inception; remember that.

17.01.2016

The Chicken Breast Rooftop Challenge (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m standing on top of a blue, pastel stylized rooftop with another dream characters. The plot of the dream was to ensure that the chicken breast packages that you would typically see in grocery retail wouldn’t topple over.

How I assessed this was by standing in the center, and then analyzing the environment through different angles to calculate which crevice underneath the peculiar roofing would have the chicken breast packages fall over. There was one moment where there’s an old lady underneath walking out, and I had the feeling that the chicken breast package on that side would topple over.

I dash over, and managed to place it back through the slot in time. Fortunately, there was about 30 seconds left on the timer displayed on top in the dream. And as soon as it reached zero, I take a jump into the blue abyss below me, and start looking at the area I was just in. It was contained in some transparent sphere, and I’m falling at a moderate pace while smiling at someone, but I’m not sure who.

16.01.2016

Kicked Out of Vehicle (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m being kicked out of a car by some relatives, and while I’m looking at the environment, I lose incentive to carry out the rest of the dream.

14.01.2016

Dog Dissipates Into Puddle (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The atmosphere entails that it’s early morning, or the afternoon that’s shrouded with clouds. There’s an overlay of orange everywhere around me, and everything feels so clean and nice outside.

It’s raining, and there’s a black dog with large quantities of fur that’s stuck in a puddle. I try to save it, but it somehow dissipates into the puddle. For reasons unknown, I’m breaking a banana once, and then again after the event. I think I was grieving for the loss of the dog transiently, and I shift my focus on the next driveway that looks like a place that I currently reside in.

I see three Hispanic entities that come out of nowhere, and I follow them.

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14.01.2016

She's Bagging Thin Air & Being Asked Dating Advice (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, another dream of the girl that I’ll nickname ShaP. She’s glancing at me when I’m not, and then said glancing isn’t contingent on that anymore. She’s bagging for a bit, but isn’t really touching anything. Then, another girl that looks like AngeliT asks me for dating advice.

11.01.2016

I Live To Serve Her & Flirting With a Girl (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m on my way to open at work, and the parking lot, if it’s even considered one, is so grandiose that getting from point A to B would seem to take a long time, but it didn’t. I see a large gray stoned wall that looks like stone doors of some sort. I’m wearing some gray dress pants, and a gray shirt as well, though, before the encounter with a certain dream character, it felt as if I was wearing a green shirt instead.

I’m in a fairly active mood, and feel so energetic that it slowly bleeds into how I interact with people. The first entity within my peripheral vision was an Asian male that’s probably in his early 20s as me that looks like a parking lot attendant I know. I’m not fixated so much on him other than the fact that he’s wearing a bright, lime shirt, and black shorts.

He’s just strolling around, I guess, and as I’m moving forward, I encounter a blonde female with a heavy foreign accent. She’s wearing a white vest, and some black pants/shorts. She has her hair tied up in a ponytail, and as I get closer to her, she professes to me, in a manner of jest:

“You should live to serve me,” and smiles. As I’m trying to process the words, I was looking at her reaction to really see if she’s just joking around

But I couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something between the lines of said profession.

I basically shrug it off while retaining a transient smile, and go inside the doors that start to open up. It’s this spacious garage with all sorts of stuff that I didn’t bother paying attention to. The two main colors that came to mind were brown mixed with a bit of dark violet, and this light turquoise color that has this chalky overtone to it.

I see two girls that I’ll nickname Bail and ArtGirl10; the former of darker skin complexion, and the other that’s lighter. I fixate on the latter, and she says I look different physically. For some odd reason, I get a surge of motivation to start flirting with her physically. I go up to her, smile, and take my finger to rub her nose.

She giggles for a bit and asks where I got the shirt, because apparently, it costs like $70 bucks online. I have an “uhh” moment, and we part ways after that. Meanwhile, Bail says, “3 XXX,” and I feel I’m shifted into another dream.

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11.01.2016

Shaking Hands to Break Gregarious Tension (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of a house that is dark brown mostly pertaining to the walls and ceiling, and golden for the flooring; a little nuances of brown blotched in as well. I can see that there’s this indirect gregarious tension with my presence in here, but the individuals remain quiet while trying to find something to distract themselves from making it explicitly awkward.

To dissipate the tension, I took the decency to start shaking hands with everyone, and they all naturally complied. I reached to the point where I interacted with an obese female that’s wearing this black dress with some dark pink flowers surrounding it along with a fancy black hat as if it was 1930s style, or something.

I started to hug her for a bit, and as I’m trying to release my grasp, I awkwardly touched the gap towards her armpit, and eventually to the muscles that would connect to the top left region of her breasts. I try to pretend that I didn’t notice this, and see seems fairly nonchalant in this being done. I turn around immediately, and proceeded to move forward, and then to the right to go into another room.

The entrance to the room that I have to turn to the right once more involves this dark red drapery that hangs to the sides like “Y Y.” I see there are some chairs that are dark red for the base and back rest, and bordered with golden colors. I go inside to immediately sit, and just reveled in being alone while feeling I’m waiting for someone, or some event to take place.