Linkzelda's Dream Journal

08.01.2016

The Train-Like Restaurant & Fabricated Memories (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I’m going inside a restaurant with a female relative, and the environment itself is akin to a Denny’s. The flooring consists of a bland, dark green carpet with some blotches in it, and the walls are dark brown, with no attempts at hiding the creases of the planks utilized to sustain the composition.

The lighting is surprisingly bright, and most of the area seems to be dark, and I noticed the light seems to conform to wherever our current proximity is. I’m not sure what I’m wearing, but I’m getting flashes that I’m probably wearing a sky blue dress shirt with some black dress pants, and brown shoes; maybe even a Khaki/vanilla colored dress shirt with similar colored dress pants as well.

So, as we’re going inside, there’s a Hispanic waitress that asks us how many people, and I recall putting my hands up for “two,” but noticed it was putting up for 3, but the waitress inferred that it was for two instead. I quickly put my right hand down, and tried to shrug off the awkward situation. The waitress is wearing a black shirt, pants, and an apron as well. She looks like she’s in her mid-40s, a bundled up hairstyle-like a ponytail that’s scattered about at the ends, and has some makeup that makes her visage a little bulkier, but not in terms of fat. There was something attractive about it, but I can’t fathom precisely why.

She has the menu on her left hand, and it’s a vanilla sheet of paper that’s protected by a laminate with some brown leather borders. She’s waving it left and right, and a few nuances of going forward and backward all while making sure it doesn’t touch her thighs. She was quite an elaborate way of walking with swaying her hips side to side, and I’m tempted to look at her rear because she’s moving like a pendulum.

She turns her head to the side, and I feel she noticed, and she quickly turned back to the front to continue guiding us where to go. Just when she thought she would find a table for us, I glanced over to my right of a Non-Smoking section stated for verbatim.

As she’s preparing to make a complete 180 to eventually ask us if this table will be alright, I asked her if we can go into the non-smoking section. Before I bother listening to her retort, I noticed the table we would’ve sat around had some random dream characters that were already preparing themselves to eat, which was really awkward for the waitress to suggest.

She eventually guides us through the non-smoking area, and this environment is starting to feel like some grandiose train with several layers going laterally for some reason due to the how every time we go through a door, it’s like going through the train’s door and mini-hallways before going to the next section. There was this old school vibe behind the train, but it was fairly maintained in appearance.

We eventually reach to the other end, and noticed that there’s some tables perpendicularly placed in front of us. They’re covered by white sheets, and the base and legs consist of a caramel brown color with a subtle nuance of yellow to it. There’s some people sitting to the right in front of us, and one that comes to mind is a certain co-worker of mine, but I’m not interested in going into detail on that.

So, we’re sitting down, and we finally prepare for what to eat. I remember there were other dream characters that were talking and asking people certain questions like their childhood, etc. I think I pitched in at some point, and started having flashes fabricated out of nowhere.

It’s like each flash was a pocket dimension for me to experience those moments that I never really experienced before. These little conduits were transient, but somehow gave me the implication that I had these experiences before, even though I explicitly can say with confidence that these were merely fabricated.

Some things that came to mind entailed me running around this tropical beach area where there are some fancy houses around; like some large backyard where there’s this gregarious hangout, and everyone has a spirited disposition. I see remnants of my visage as a child, and me moving around with joy, and then said entity twirling around to face towards me smiling, and then dissipating.

I go back into being aware of the current environment with the restaurant section, and things start fading out from there.

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08.01.2016

Eating Tacos with Shane West & Asian Lady (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m walk through more hallways that vibe off the vibe that I’m in some train, but still feel a bit too large for the notion. Things are darker than the previous dream, and the orange lighting is the dominate feature that bleeds into the brown-colored theme of the walls, furniture, and cabinets as well.

There’s this surreal vibe I’m picking off from the dream, and based on my emotions at the time, it seemed that I’m going through a resting period from some kind of conflict, or objective that was chaotic, I think.


Whatever the case, I move forward to an area that looks like a mini-bar, and it seems that it’s already at its closing period, and I noticed an Asian female is all by herself sitting down preparing to munch down on some late night food. She has this waitress outfit where the black dress on top of the white dress shirt she’s wearing is up to her upper thighs for eye candy. She’s really cute, and the puffy white shoulder compartments augments this appearance.

She seems to be pretty comfortable with me being around, even though she’s not paying too much attention to me. I noticed that Shane West is also preparing to sit next to her, and asked her while pointing at some Tacos,

“Are you going to eat that?”

She makes the “No” gesture, and he proceeds to sit down. I go forward, and go around the side and asked her if I can eat some as well. She moves around to sit next to the middle of me and Shane West, and she continues eating. I sit down, and I take that as a “yes,” and proceeded to take one of the tacos.

The Taco itself was an absolute guilt trip; ooey-gooey cheese that’s dripping on the sides very slowly. I can see the viscosity glaring at me along with the warm ground beef, and the vegetable toppings with lettuce, tomatoes, and such drenched on the top. I knew it was a dream, and it’s not like I’m cheating on a diet, or anything.

I take one long bite where I get my teeth into the taco, and moved my tongue around as if I was trying to caress it, and took a long series of chews to absorb the bulkiness of it all. I can feel the cheesy juices going into my throat, and I let out those “Hmm..Hmm..” sounds. I told her that this is really good, and started to munch them down one by one. I felt a slight disturbance in my stomach, but I didn’t care.

The tacos were awesome, but I found the pairing with Shane West, the Asian lady, and me was odd.

17.04.2013

Subway Train with Ada and Gave up on Akashic Records (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a train within a subway, and I started to feel that this train was similar to the video game of Half-Life 2, except it was wider than usual, maybe 20-25 feet in width.

I know this is all a dream, and Ada is to the left of me, I decided to take my time to focus on my dream body a bit and absorb the contents of the dream visually. Something in my mind is making me feel very irritated, but I can't really pick out what exactly. I'm holding on to a metal pole within the train as the train slowly moves, making slight rumbles, and I can almost feel the acceleration surging inside of my feet.

I feel so weird, it's so hard to describe my overall mood. It was mostly combined with creating this dream through sheer will and focus that probably made me feel a bit exhausted. I had another intention to just go back to the Castle like scenario in my last dream with Ada, but decided to just stick with this dream environment for fun. The train stops, and I try to calm down a bit, and the right door of the train slides open.

Ada comes out of the train, and I follow her, and I ask her where we're going.

"To find your Akashic Records."

I felt kind of annoyed by this, but since I didn't have anything else to think about (definitely need to start planning this a bit more), I decided to just go with the flow, since I'm just focusing on getting her more vocal anyway. We have to go down about three steps, and the subway train ends up in an open-environment.

There's still a Half-Life 2 vibe in the dream, especially at the new train station we're at, except there were some sections that had red light that you would see in a Darkroom for photography. It felt a little suspicious, and I was beginning to speculate on whether or not this was just going to be an ego trip rather than the presumed "ethereal" experience of getting of the Records.


Ada starts to tell me,

"Just remember that this is all within the confines of your mind. This whole experience is just to make things easier for you to recall should you actually get to the contents of the Records."

I felt like she's just repeating all sorts of things that I read about the Records, but I still paid attention to her.

"Whatever you get out of it depends on the situation you're in now, and based from that, there's patterns and predictions made from behavioral habits and other factors."

I was going to ask her if that makes life deterministic, but I already knew the answer to that, and kept the naive question to myself. We're finally at the base of the train station, and there's black wired fences in cubed sections protection small random areas here.

To the left of us, there's a pod about 20-30 feet or so, and the red light is very strong glowing and having its light reflected in a blurry effect. The wired fence door is opened in order to step into the area where the pod is in.

Ada takes the first step again and I follow her, and we slowly reached to the pod and it opens. I let her go in first, and then I go in as well. The interior of this pod consisted of several hues of light and sky blue, it was easy on my dream eyes compared to the red light from the exterior.

I tried not to go too much on analyzing why the red light was there in the first place, and now the perspective shifts to where I'm a spectator now looking down on my dream body. I noticed that I'm wearing a white dress shirt with a khaki dress suit and pants along with light brown lace-less shows. I have my collar slightly out of order and have a few buttons unbuttoned as well.

I felt a bit more calm now being inside of this elevator, and Ada is wearing the default costume from Resident Evil 6 as well, at least for a while. I never really focused too much on what she's wearing, it felt like she was wearing a dress and was in her other form rather than the video game form. So I'm going to assume that she alternates between having short hair and long hair.

The elevator feels futuristic, but that could be due to the fact that there's still a Half-Life 2 vibe from this whole dream. The elevator was very rounded and cylindrical, and some parts of the Plexiglas were really transparent and had this weird but unique blend of other Plexiglases layering on top of each other.

The elevator goes down, and Ada is smiling for some reason, she's really happy, and I have a neutral expression on my face as I continued to look at both of us in spectator mode. The dream transitions to where we're not in this short but vividly detailed environment with video game layered grass (the type that's usually flat but with some detail). The picture below is kind of how it looked like, except the environment was brighter than that.

I slowly stepped into this environment with Ada, and this reminded me of the last time I had a dream related to what seemed like me on my way to my Akashic Records or something with Eva last year. Before I came to full realization of this, music started playing in the background that was similar to the Lake Hylia from The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess.





At first, it was very hard to identify the name of the music despite it's really relaxing tune. At first I thought it was music from a Sonic game, then I eliminate that absurd thought out of my mind, and I started to contemplate on a few more games that might match this kind of music. Eventually, I gave up and decided to slightly lower down the music at will since I didn't want it to distract me too much.


Ada asks me, "Do you remember this area? Remember the barrier that was here?"

"Yeah..."


It felt kind of awkward on how this was a similar waterfall cave (without the waterfall) from the dream I had a long time ago. It's almost as if she read my mind (well, that's no surprise since this is really all within the confines of my mind anyway) and she responds,

"The environment is exactly the same because it's the only thing we can go by based on your previous experience." I started to map out where to go next without making another step, and after maybe 5-10 seconds, I came back to focus on the green environment. I think we went through the invisible barrier, or maybe there wasn't a barrier there at all.

We go inside the empty waterfall cave and get into the darker regions that would lead to a set of stair steps leading to a very dull and blurry hue of light emitting diagonally down towards us. We're finally at the library, the same library like before, and there's papers scattered all about on the tables. So the environment went from a train station, to an elevator, to a waterfall cave and the outside regions of vivid grass, moss, etc., to a library that had hues of brown and maybe a mix of orange-brown here and there as well.

There wasn't anyone there compared to the guards like last time, and I felt that there was definitely a huge difference in experience than before. It reminded me of how Ada told me in the last dream yesterday that I kept thinking my mind was a trickster, which would make most of my dreams "guarded," and anything related to me having to rise up to a challenge or test.

It feels very empty in here, and I started to become more interested in Ada's existence in this dream because I had a hunch that this floor would be most basic and generic of all types of information within my mind that's scattered about and not taken too seriously. Maybe things that I didn't pick up on as much and left them all behind, and this is just assuming that if I were to go to higher floors, the more complex and detailed I would be able to define how I think and potentially how my reaction to certain events would lead to other events.

But instead of absorbing the emptiness of this room, I started to become even more irritated at myself for being indecisive with what to do next. This whole thing felt like a huge ambition for me, even though it shouldn't since it's supposed to be something that's easily accessed if you're in the right "frequency" or what have you.

The table in front of us is long and is brown, and is placed vertically from our perspective. It seems Ada probably knew this place more than I did, she felt so relaxed while I was so anxious for no apparent reason. I decided to sit at the width of the vertically placed brown table, and Ada sat on a chair close to the long side. She's now wearing a red dress, and her arms are very soft just from visualization alone.

She's looking at a random point in space within the library, based on my peripheral vision to the right as I was becoming anxious. I rubbed my head in hopes that I would have my focus together and hopefully come up with something to say. Then I started to question on why her existence in this form she's in, and it felt as if the question was useless since she was shape-shifting between two forms.

She looks at me for a while and continues to smile at me, and spreads her arms onto the table, stretching and then stating a default answer to me,

"Probably just an unconscious desire of yours."

I asked her more questions on how to get her more vocal during the hypnosis induced lucid dream, and I can't remember specifically what she stated. After we continue to accept that we're the only two people in this very....very...very...large library, I start to notice parts that I didn't acknowledge to well from the last dream I had months ago with the dream character that looked like Eva, except with orange hair and and a damaged body composition.

The windows in front of me that were about 30-40 feet away were huge, and I could barely see the environment outside since I was busy speculating on other things. However, I did noticed the same gargantuan violet base from the last dream with Eva. I wanted to see what was in there, but I remained in the seat, just speculating and absorbing the emptiness in the room even more.

Ada finally breaks the silence once more and asks in a casual manner,

"We can go check that out if you want to."

I started to shrivel up a bit, feeling as if the violet base was an area that I shouldn't open at all. After a while, I told Ada that I'll meet her again and simply gave up and wanted to take a break from the lucid dream.

I'll probably check out the violet base later on in the next hypnosis session, things are pretty straight-forward now, and I noticed that whenever I sleep again after the hypnosis, I wake up and can still have good visualization of random things, but most of those things are sexual, probably do to the effects with later periods of REM sleep stimulating the body more.

01.02.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Naked Pictures of Myself

I don't remember too much about this because it was oddly disturbing and surprising at the same time. I was inside a room sitting somewhere that had an adequate amount of lights that radiated a yellow/orange color to them, and my father is going through a series of pictures on a Laptop.



I think a few of them are me naked with me holding my penis and actually take a fully body picture with it too. I'm freaked out as hell, wondering how the hell I would do something like that, but my father just scrolls through them like he didn't even see anything.

I didn't register any element of surprise from his face when he was going through my photos.

Either he tried to make it look like he didn't see anything and wanted to scroll faster to avoid the other naked pictures I had, or was a completely oblivious DC that was doing random shit on the laptop.

That's all I remember for that one. And good thing that's all I remembered.


Dream 2: Groping Woman's Ass in a Train

I'm on a train that's pretty empty. A pretty cute black girl is outside wearing a RED shirt and has glasses on (looks like Shi Reeves). She looks familar to me because before the dream, I think I heard the voice of some lady trying to convince me to talk to some people or something.



She's with a guy though, so she comes in the train with him. We're all standing, and the train moves. It's the type of train that's outside and above ground, not in the subway. But it felt like I was in a bus, but I'll just go with train for now.



The girl doesn't recognize me, but I have a feeling she was trying to find me in a dream I can' remember seeing her. She was looking outside the windows of the bus while I take a quick glance at her breasts.

I don't know if she was pretending not to see me, I think she even looks at me, but it was only for a second, but I could remember seeing the cheeks on her face have a little makeup on.

Then she gets closer to me with her back facing me, but not paying attention to me. The guy who is with her is on her right, and he's close to me as well. Her back is facing me still, and she gets a little closer to me. She gets closer and closer, and I eventually feel her ass in gray yoga pants or some leggings with my knuckles.

I wasn't trying to touch her intentionally, it's just that she got closer to me. While the bus is constantly moving, making her ass bump into the knuckles of my hand even more, the dude who is next to her grabs my hand I think and forces me to grope her ass.

He's asks me "Don't you want this???" At first I'm shocked because it feels like this guy had persuaded me to meet this woman before in different dreams that I cannot remember, but I could actually feel her ass.

It was so smooth and firm. Feeling the texture of the yoga pants was amazing, but I wasn't lucid. It felt erotic just holding my hand around this woman's amazing ass, I felt like a child that suddenly got into the temptation.

I ended up holding the sides of this woman and starting to move both my hands near the bottom region of her stomach to her vaginal area and continued moving them around her rear.

I finally was convinced and told the person "Yes...I'll be with her." or something like that. I didn't see how the guy looked though. But damn was this woman I'm touching hot. She really started to look like Shi Reeves.

I think I'm in a different dream scenario to where they are taking me to a random house. We get there by car I think. The environment overall has some gray clouds, and the neighborhood looks like a pretty maintained and fancy place.

It was quiet at the time, and the Shi Reeves look-a-like DC is going in it to pack some stuff I think. I go into the car to get random things out to put inside the front entrance of the house.

When I go in, I see dark brown wood flooring, dining table....stuff that you would generally see in a house. I asked "Hello?" inside the house, and didn't get a response. I started to get louder and asked if anyone was in the place.

No response, so I go venture around the place, and see a bathroom when I moved forward and turned right. It looked empty, and no lights were on, but outside of the bathroom was partially lit.

I sensed that the black female DC was in the bathroom with the lights off, but I couldn't tell. I saw another DC that was in there, but I don't think he was doing anything with the lady. She was probably sitting on the toilet, so I immediately moved away to not look like a peeping tom.

I waited for her to be finished, but I woke up.

Dream 3: Place gets drenched with Tsunami

I'm seeing this random area get demolished by a Tsunami, or a huge wave of water at least. I don't feel any of the impact, but I look around a small field of vision and someone was asking me what happened to the place.

I think I said Scotland had a Tsunami occur, but I'm not sure if that's really what I said. I was telling some random voice that I didn't bother to look for the source it was coming from the experiences I had encountering the Tsunami.



Apparently I hanged on top of a ledge, but not with my knuckles facing me, but the other way around (palms facing me), and I'm just hanging on to the ledge very tightly until the Tsunami hits my way.

How does hanging from a ledge where all of your strength relies on your arms and hands prevent one from getting injured from an incoming Tsunami? I don't know, and it felt like silly too.