Linkzelda's Dream Journal

09.04.2014

She's Moving Her Eyes Too Much While Reading the Teleprompter (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m holding a teleprompter for a female, and she looks Hispanic, and maybe around her mid-twenties. She has long black hair, and the outer edges of her eyes seems to be curved slightly upward, or it could be the illusion of the black makeup she has around them.

I’m analyzing how she’s moving her eyes, and whether or not she can properly state what’s on the teleprompter without making it obvious that she’s reading it. I had to do many “cuts” because she’s just not getting the habit down at all, and each time there is a cut, it’s as if the dream blanks out on me, and then comes back to life again.

She gets better over time, but she still isn’t making significant improvements, or maybe I was being too strict on the girl. She’s trying her best not to laugh, and not make this dream end up being a series of bloopers on her end.

The environment was most likely a grocery retail store, seeing how there’s cashier stations that are akin to one I go to frequently. I noticed the conveyor belts are going in the opposite direction, i.e., if you were to put an item on the belt, it would basically come back to you.

It feels awkward filming this female when I’m close to a conveyor belt, especially when my peripheral vision keeps making me have sensations of being bothered by it.

08.04.2014

Grocery Retail Promotion Test (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery retail store, and it feels that I’m taking some kind of test to be promoted, or something like that. I see dream characters that are wearing dark blue polo shirts, and this makes me feel as if I’m going for assistant manager, or something like that. I know that I’m dreaming, though I don’t really take any means of changing the dream environment. I seem to shift my awareness to my dream body, and then in spectator mode where I’m analyzing the environment around me.

Things start out with me interacting with a female that looks like Kyra for short in waking life. She’s about the same height as I would conceptualize her in waking life, and I feel that during this moment, I had another dream with her. It was basically her trying to convince me to hang out with her more often, and that when a new section that will be a sports bar, or something like that in the small town opens up, that we could party with others.

I can’t remember my response to this, and I felt I ignored her to some extent. Anyway, back to shifting to the main dream, I think I had to ride a white scooter around the store. I honestly didn’t know what my task was, but it seemed to involve analyzing some objects around most of the store, and engaging in conversation with other dream characters that looked like assistant managers as well. There seems to be shifts where I would be starting out with a different assistant manager from Kyra.

One was a male that seemed to want to get the test over with, and he was using words like, “let’s get this shit done and over with, man.” He also tried to inform me to keep it a secret between us of how he intends to be easy on me during the test. After a while, I at a section where there seems to be toilet paper for sale, or maybe paper towels. I meet a dream character that looks like this, except with white hair:

He’s motioning with his fingers, and visage of something related to the objects in front of him, but I’m not really too sure on what he means through these non-verbal cues. After a while, I seem to have less awareness of the dream, and I forget what happens next.

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08.04.2014

Skating Through University (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m skating through a section at a university I used to attend. It feels so real, from the bumps on the wheels rolling on the surface, to the wind, and the momentum following along with how I shifted my body weight to speed up. I find myself eventually bending with my knees to go even faster around this area where buses usually stop near the Psychology building of the University.

07.04.2014

Me vs. Ganondorf, Midna, and Zanza (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside an area that seems to be some kind of ancient arena filled with decorative projections akin to what you may see in a castle. It seems to be the lowest of the structure that I’m in, and I find myself right in the middle of an odd situation.

Ganondorf (the Twilight Princess version), Midna (her original form), and Zanza from Xenoblade Chronicles (I think the DC resembled him) all seemed to be coming after me.

I take this as a sign of having to prepare for retaliation, rather than stopping in my tracks, and asking what they’re intending to do. Midna seems to be wearing a female version of Zanza’s attire, and Zanza’s is in his usual getup. I forgot what was needed in order to defeat them, but it was something in relation in affecting the body vessels they absorbed energy from if there were ever close to being fatally injured.

I think I had some dream characters that would help me out, but they either became nonexistent after a while, or I had to fight them instead. There’s a few shifts where Midna seems to be planting a sword deep into someone’s upper chest, and she’s sit on them while having one knee kneeling on the floor. She casually turns to my direction with a face that seems to be smiling, but not in a manner of I’m-going-to-kill-you-next, I was unsure of what she was going to do.

Maybe she killed the Ganondorf DC, beats me. And as for the DC that had a resemblance of Zanza, I don’t recall him being an issue. He just sort of existed, and flew about in random places every now and then.

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07.04.2014

Itachi, Red Eyes, and Some Other Stuff (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Too long to even bother investing time on:
>>I’m shifting perspectives between Obitio, Itachi, and maybe a dream body of myself
>> When I’m me, it seems that I’m going to fall into a bottomless pit, and I see the sides of where I’m falling are filled with paper bombs, similar to what Konan did to Obito

>> Obito uses Kamui to try and save me, I think, but the paper bombs are obviously going to be sucked in. So I guess he used Izanagi, since I seem to be fine after that fiasco.

>> Itachi states how a person can acquire certain eyes if they are leaders for a clan, or something like that.

>>I see a 3d representation of the eye, but I can’t recall the finer details too well

>>Some other stuff happens, I don’t know.

06.04.2014

Looking for the Lawnmower (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

One of those dreams again where I feel like I'm in some kind of alternate hyper virtual experiential reality of waking life again.

I felt as if I was in waking life, and could feel every sensation of my body, or in this case, my dream body. I'm entering to the garage of a house that seems to be close, or an exact replica of the one I'm currently residing in waking life.

It seems to be early morning within the dream, and the lighting seems a bit bright, which may have suggested that the temperature would go up gradually over time. I'm wearing a light gray shirt that seems to go all the way down to the mid-thigh region, and I'm wearing a dark blue pants that has very small dark blue, or black vertical lines spread out maybe a quarter to half an inch away from each other.

I believe I'm wearing a light vanilla cap as well, probably to protect myself from the heat and light. I ask a relative of mine where the lawnmower is, and I believe they stated that they didn't know. I didn't notice until later that the format within the garage was completely different than in waking life.

I have to proceed through this area by moving one foot a bit higher than usual to go over a few objects, and make a few torso twists to get by. I see the lawnmower is hidden behind some wooden objects wrapped in some kind of transparent material. The perception of how I saw the lawnmower seemed to have changed pretty frequently while I'm on the way of trying to get it.

First it seems like it's a regular sized lawnmower, then it looks like it's way too small to be of any use for whatever the front yard could be. Then it felt as if there wasn't a lawnmower in the first place. I have to move the wooden objects, and all sorts of things just to get the lawnmower out.

I can't remember what happens next, things felt too much like waking life as well.

05.04.2014

Almost Tripped Over a Girl & She Wants Me to Enter a Dark Room (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m walking inside a fairly dark room where the center seems to have the most lighting. There’s an attractive female that’s about to get up that’s diagonally to the right of me. I happened to be going towards her, and accidentally bumped into her. I almost trip, but I grab her hand, almost as if I was going to dance with her, I planted my feet just right, twirled around, and then ended it off with her back bending while I leaned forward on her.

After apologizing to her and all, she seems she wants me to come into a very dark area. She almost had me, seeing how she had a smile that was so radiant, it was difficult not to move as if she put me into a trance. She’s inside the dark area, and motions her hands quickly for me to follow her, but I most likely didn’t go there.

Since the last time I let a female walk me to a dark area, I couldn’t breathe, and woke up with salvia almost foaming out of my mouth. No thanks, honey.

Also, she had light milky brown hair, and had a slightly powdered face than usual, or it could be the lighting that makes it seem so. I believe she wore a light sky blue tank top along with very tight yoga like pants, or something like that, not really an expert on female clothing names.

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05.04.2014

FemBoy Juice, Now Available At Your Local Grocery Store! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery store, and I directed myself to the Dairy section. I eventually reached an area where they’re selling something called “Femboy Juice.” I look at it for the sake of curiosity, and paid attention to the composition and colors. It looked like it was similar to skim milk, at least from the purple colored box with the yellow cap.

I put it back, and I guess I go to wherever in this grocery store.

04.04.2014

The Guy with the Axe and Gun (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up, and found myself in an environment that looks exactly like the area I'm currently residing in waking life. Green walls, a bed that's slightly elevated more than usual, and the same material of dark gray carpet.

I'm gradually becoming more aware that this is a dream, feeling the slight blurry echo effects as I'm moving about inside the house. I hear footsteps coming near the house's entrance, and I immediately motioned myself near it.

I peek through the hole, and I see a Caucasian male that has dark brown hair, is wearing a yellow polo shirt that's untucked, along with regular blue worker jeans. He's wielding an axe with his right hand I believe, and he's knocking on the door, and spends a few seconds waiting before knocking again.

I quickly turn in the other direction, wondering where I could find a weapon in case this guy has ill intentions in mind. I decided I should check the other bedroom diagonally to the left of me for something. I hear the knocking, but I try to not let it intimidate me since they couldn't possibly come in.

Completely wrong.

I hear the door open, and because I couldn't find something to protect myself, and because I was too fixated on the emotions of fear and panicking, I ended up making horrible decisions, and decided to try and hide under a bed.

Too bad the bottom of the bed barely had any space for me to hide under, and it would only be a matter of time for the person to find me there even if I could hide under there.

The individual is getting closer and closer, and he's raising his shoulders up while having his arms at a lop-sided "L" position with the axe, and a gun as well. My perspective starts getting a bit weird, and it feels like I'm seeing things at a slanted angle now, almost as if I'm about to fall down.

The guy is walking pretty slowly, and the blurry echoes become more prevalent, but I'm too bothered by what may happen rather than attempting to change the dream environment.

I wake up, because it doesn't seem anything was going to change at the time.

31.03.2014

I Don't Think That's Where You Put Them (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m asking an individual that seems to be reliable to store some items back for me. One prevalent item was a Lunchables box, and the rest are probably just things to eat and drink with it I guess. The individual is a Caucasian male bald, and he has a light shade of brown for a beard without a mustache. He’s wearing a black suit with a dark gray dress shirt along with dark black pants and shoes.

For some reason, I didn’t feel he would really send the items where they’re supposed to be, though the setting of the dream wasn’t really one to represent anything related to food retail, especially with the clothing format the individual had. He stated he’ll take care of the matter, and simply opened an upper drawer that consists of a dark pink mixed in with a slight overlay of red, and puts the items inside, and stated the request is done.

I stare blankly at him for bit, but seeing how it’s not my problem anymore, I leave. As for reasons why I wanted to send back the item, I seemed to have been concerned with a certain football team at a University, so maybe I bought some items for the sake of having some team spirit, I guess.


This reminds me of how customers in stores usually leave items anywhere without taking into consideration that they may rot over time, especially if the staff is either too busy or lazy to look for any misplaced items.

30.03.2014

Persuading a God while He Tries to Kill Me, Balloon Giraffe, Green Squares of Death (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of an educational facility, and apparently, there’s a news station crew that broadcast that it’s dangerous to try and enter a certain room because criminals are inside of it. I had the intention of going into the office way before this announcement, but now, whatever plans I had were delayed.

The “criminals” come out, and there’s an outbreak. People are screaming, panicking, and running for their lives. I can’t really see the criminals that well, because everything felt like a rushed blur, but the dream shifts to where I eventually get outside.

There’s a balloon giraffe that’s probably 300-500 in the air, and as for the actual height, at least 50 feet or so.

It apparently has the ability to summon large light green squares, and can mentally break them apart into smaller cubes, and they’re all being directed to me. This ends up being a dream where I just run for my life, trying to use whatever I can in the environment while gradually developing an escape plan, other than to wake up.

I can feel my back tingling constantly in this dream, and even though it gets annoying, along with the head pressures, it helps a lot with avoiding the green cubes. I already know I’m at a major disadvantage since the floating giraffe can move about anywhere, and can get a quick aerial view of where I could be at. I couldn’t cover large distances, so my general tactic was to hide in buildings while peeking to see if the giraffe is off looking at me in the other direction.

But it seems that as long as the giraffe can locate me, the green squares’ composition can be manipulated to fit into the tightest corners, and then swoop in to try and inflict damage to me. Speaking for damage, I’m pretty sure I was attacked several times, but I didn’t really feel any pain.

The adrenaline, and other surging tendencies prevented me from noticing this. Maybe I knew it wouldn’t be something as dangerous, but it’s hard to know if I would be aware of that in the circumstance I was in. The giraffe’s composition was nagging, and this made me realize why this giraffe may exist within the dream.

I felt as if I was having to deal with a projection of how I conceptualized someone’s over-inflated ego. And because the visage of the giraffe was stationary, correlating its attacks at me, while it portrays no emotion whatsoever, since it’s a balloon, makes things pretty intimidating.

I speculated on whether or not the same individual I engaged in discussion with in waking life was either a Sociopath to remain calm, and yet still be so aggressive at the same time without even knowing that they’re being so in the first place. Building after building, and crashing into so many random items and resources, I finally get some breathing time.

I took that time to speculate why I haven’t woken up as yet, especially when all the rushed surging of adrenaline was so overwhelming. I guess what helped sustained me within this dream was that I was fluctuating between going into a dream body, and then just viewing what was happening if things were too overwhelming. It’s hard to describe, it’s almost as if I wanted to see how this dream would turn out, despite of its nonsensical nature.

After a while, it seems the giraffe isn’t going to win this hunt, so it decides to turn into what seems to be a godly entity. And I swear he looks exactly like the Advice God meme:

He has a built chest, and is wearing white robes that seem to move around like smoke. He continues to use the green squares, keeping his distance away from me. I continue to play this game of chase and run, realizing that he’s obviously not here to kill me, but rather to intimidate me, and wanting me to respond to his random queries.

But then again, I don’t think it would’ve been wise to stop someone that turns into a giraffe to hunt you down in the first place. I’m now in a building, and I reach the top floor, and it almost feels as if it’s some kind of public school in New York, or some kind of area where there’s mostly dull colored buildings.

The flooring consists of a checkered tiling with dark gold and dark brown, and there’s all sorts of papers and fliers. The entity starts creating winds to swoosh into the area, and now he’s augmented his size so much that I can see his whole eye extend probably up to 20 feet just from me looking at the window. He asks me at some point,

“Why don’t you believe?”

I get confused, trying to strip away the obvious reasons why he would ask me this. After this, I believe I woke up at some point. After going back to sleep, I’m now in a building, except it seems like a mix of a laboratory, and a disco dance floor, exceptt with white tile flooring and walls, and no disco ball. There’s an entity wearing a fancy suit, and had a body composition similar to what you would see in Team Fortress 2’s Spy (never played the game by the way).

Except his suit is black, and he just has an expression, despite wearing a mask, that makes me feel really bad for this guy. I don’t know what it is in particular, but something irks me about him.

I think I was going to declare generalizations on nihilism to him. But what would be the point of telling a spy that his objectives have no inherent meaning?

Get it? Get it? Geeeeeet it? Okay, enough cracking existential nihilism jokes.

After avoiding conversation with the guy, it seems I’m headed for an elevator nearby, and it’s really an open elevator where you can see some of the gears and metal bindings. OH, there was another dream shift before this I think where I'm Roxas, and I'm trying to run away from the giraffe, or the godly entity, can't remember who.

After that, I can’t remember what happens next.

22.03.2014

Obito has both Sharingan (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Imagine.

Obito with both of his Sharingan, and he's right in front of you trying to warp you into another dimension.

I can't recall what happens next, everything goes black.

21.03.2014

Tall Sporadic Lemur Monster & Searching for the Man in the Red Shirt (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out in a spectator point of view, and I eventually shift into a third person view of myself. I’m walking, being able to feel the soles of the shoes every now and then, and then focusing on my torso region for a bit. There’s several dream characters walking with me, and one I can’t really recall decently enough, but with the other two DCs, I presumed she was a female.

One was a small chimp or monkey in a 3D cartoon style composition. It had a fairly odd head shape, and the anatomy of it definitely correlated to a cartoon-ish look. It has light brown fur, and a milky caramel color for its face, hands, and feet. I had a feeling this little guy was going to be very crucial for whatever it is we’re going to do.

Then there’s the next DC that’s very tall, and looks like a lemur with white fur, a dark blue face, hands, and feet. It looks like it wants to murder me anytime it feels like it, and the worst part is that it keeps following behind me. Apparently, if the lemur, that was probably 10 feet or more tall, wanted to cause harm on me, the little guy would hum some kind of tune, or use some form of communication to calm it down.

I had to deal with this cycle of what felt like every 15-20 minutes in waking life. Thankfully, the little guy knew how to protect me. The other dream character that I couldn’t see was most likely female, and maybe a dream character that resembled Natti in waking life. I’m presuming this because another dream where I was with her and a lemur, it seemed as if I was looking at her point of view, and seeing myself through her, just like how it was the same occasionally in this dream.

I have a feeling that we were communicating, but I put off recalling this dream for most of the day that I can’t recall anything except for the fact that we’re searching for an individual. This individual apparently would be wearing a red dress shirt of some sort, and over time, I had a feeling that he looked a lot like Dickson from Xenoblade Chronicles:

There were a few regions on his visage that were a bit different from Dickson, but overall, he looked the same. For his outfit, he was probably wearing a red version of the picture above along with a dark gray version of the white jeans he wore as well.

The dream environments looks fairly barren, and the closest connection for it would be akin to the environment of Gerudo Valley from Ocarina of Time:

Except, it was a lot more detailed, and less blocky. It wasn’t the exact replica of the environment, but there were moments in the dream like walking through mini-wooden bridges, and small cave entrances here and there similar to it.

Now, for some reason, we didn’t want him to know that we were following him, and I had to resort to stopping time in order to see where he could possibly. This seems to be the first time I resorted to manipulating time in a dream, and actually being able to pull it off as if it’s second nature to me. The dream atmosphere turns into a Sepia overlay fluctuating with a light brown overlay as well. I can feel my dream body waving left and right like water for a bit before being able to stabilize myself in the stillness of everything and everyone else.

At this point, all I was fixated on was walking a linear path, and getting a feeling that I’m getting closer and closer to this man in the red dress shirt that. It seems this guy is still able to walk, but very, very, very slowly, and I quickly turn back the moment I find him. I’m not sure if I communicated with the DC that was actually a human, but it didn’t seem like it would matter at all.

At some point in this dream, the lemur monster seemed pretty close from inflicting damage to me, and the little guy managed to save me in the nick of time again. I’m really not sure why this lemur is being sporadic, and it seems to have a contrasting demeanor to the more reserved and calm female type I saw a few weeks ago.

The direction of the dream starts getting blurry, and I can only recall a few patches here and there. I recall being inside a building, seeing the man in the red shirt preparing to enter a large cave, and then some random DC suggesting something to me in what seems to be some kind of gym.

15.03.2014

Eating the Best Vanilla Popsicle while 100 Lemurs Come Out of a Van (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It almost feels as if I'm living several lives now to the point where I don't really worry too much on the absurdities that may occur when dreaming.

The dreaming environment is in the dead of night, and I'm following random dream characters in what feels to be a huge parking lot with many stores, strip malls, and such surrounding us. There seems to be some kind of enticing event coming up, and there are several Hispanic males that are gathering an audience for this.

Apparently, they're offering free vanilla popsicles, and there’s an option to buy a Chocolate Popsicle with vanilla inside for only $1. I just stick with the free option, and realized they’re going to release 100 light brown lemurs to go about in some kind of procedural circus act or something.

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15.03.2014

Hank Hill Gives Water Hose Advice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Ants reside in the backyard
>I get annoyed by them, trying to avoid them
>Hank Hill indirectly shows me how to drown them out by using one water hose, and then connecting another to the back of it to increase the spreading distance

>I water hose like a madman

14.03.2014

Looking for a Gas Station (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m driving just fine in this dream, and the environment I’m in seems to be within the Cypress neighborhood I used to reside in years ago. I’m concerned about the amount of fuel left in the vehicle, and proceeded to look for the nearest gas station that wouldn’t try to rip me off.

Even though what happened before this dream was patchy, a mini-flashback slides through my awareness that a gas station was selling gas for $3.15, so that became my median price to look for. I’m on the left lane, and was speculating whether or not I should take the furthest left lane to make a left turn, but I decided to stick in the lane I’m at for now.

I wait for the stop sign, and a few vehicles are in front of me. I take a moment to glance over the atmosphere, and it’s the perfect kind of day honestly. Light gray skies, not too hot, nor too cold, and it almost feels as if I’m on my way to heading home.

I eventually arrive at the gas station that was beyond the stop light I previously was around, and the price showed up as $3.19 for gas on a Red sign that was probably 100 feet or so in the air. The number and “$” was portrayed through the same format you would see in an electronic scoreboard.

I turn to the left into the entrance of the gas station, and now the dream shifts completely. There isn’t even a gas station to begin with, only a fairly large building that’s probably 5 stories high. It consisted of dull dark colors, and tinted windows. I go inside, and I’m lurking around trying to find a gas station in a building.

Eventually, I presumed a room I’m entering would be where I could get some gasoline. I don’t know how I could deduce something like that, but I just let it happen naturally. A room to my right seems to have a lot of people sitting down watching something, maybe T.V.

So I go inside, and I slowly walked in, looking around to the right to see if there’s another pathway to take, or if I should stay where I am right now. One noticeable dream character was a blonde male that looked like he was in his mid to late twenties, and he was wearing a basic light gray shirt with blue jeans. His beard seemed to mix around dirty blonde, to almost a light brown color.

I believe I asked him on whether or not this is where we would wait for gasoline. He nods, and states (paraphrasing):

“If you’re expecting to meet your girl on time, this might take a while.”

Before I could even make a response as to how he knows what I’m doing, even though I don’t know where I was planning to head after getting gasoline, I noticed two people having a conversation to the left of me.

I couldn’t see the individual that was closest to me, because their back was facing me. But I could see the other person, who looked like Alan Harper from Two and a Half Men. I believe he’s wearing a striped orange and white polo shirt, and is probably wearing Khaki or milky light brown pants with a dark brown belt.

He looks at me for a while and smiles, and I’m curious on whether or not if he can be a reliable person to ask where I could find gasoline instead of having to wait in this room where other people are apparently waiting or gas.

Alan Harper goes back into focusing on the conversation, and I can’t remember what happens next.

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14.03.2014

Sharon Newman Fiasco & Samuel Jackson is Making me Chop an Office Box (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out in a warehouse that’s fairly packed with metal shelves with random objects. The atmosphere of the dream made things too dark to bother with observing the environment around me, so I don’t know if those shelves were filled with boxes or anything. To the right of me are a series of windows, which is pretty much the only light source illuminating the area for the time being.

I’m only spectating what’s going on in the dream, but I see Sharon Newman in white bath cloth with another man wearing the same as well. The guy definitely doesn’t look like anyone she’s going with in the show at all, and he seems to be around 30 years of age. He has short blonde hair, and has a few rugged features surrounding his visage.

They don’t seem to be doing anything other than probably having a conversation with each other, and then to the right, someone seems to be heading their inside the warehouse, and they look like Nicholas Newman. He’s wearing a brown jacket that’s only going down a few inches under his waist region.

He comes inside the warehouse, and it seems now I’m fluctuating between perspectives of the spectator view, and the guy that Sharon Newman was just with. Sharon Newman turns around, and seems mildly surprised that Nicholas is here, and I believe she starts flashing her body in front of him for a few seconds.

Nicholas looks at her, and then shifts his face diagonally, almost as if he’s slightly bothered on what’s going on. While I’m trying to validate whose body I’m in, Nicholas eventually leaves, and Sharon does the same after a few seconds. Now I’m positive that I’m inside the body of the Blonde guy, but there’s still some doubt.

There’s a table right behind me (I was mostly facing the window to the right), and it consisted of a gray metallic texture. The dream shifts a bit where Samuel Jackson in his Avengers attire arrives. I freak out for a bit, since his expression seems like he has ill intentions in mind.

Not that kind of expresion

He takes out a sword, and waves it around for a bit, which intimidates me even further. I feel as if he’s making threats at me, but it would be difficult to recall what he stated exactly to me. But then he sits down, and offers me the sword. I take it immediately, and I proceed to follow his instructions, seeing how he doesn’t seem to have an ambition to attack me.

Between us on the table is an office box, you know, the ones with the oval cut-outs for handles on the side, and the square box top to cover it. It has a purple top, and the box itself is white with a few black fonts and thin lines near the top region on the sides. Based on how Samuel Jackson’s gestures, he seems to be instructing me to start chopping up the box. I hold the hilt tightly, and things shift into a first person perspective. I raise my arms, and I proceed to make my first attempt of slicing the box.

The box itself is surprisingly durable, but I’m able to almost make a clean slice. Samuel Jackson instructs me to keep going at it, and I proceed to go through trial and error of what kind of strength I would have to apply to completely cut through the box. The box is sturdy, and seems to never shift an inch, no matter how hard I tried to slice and dice it up.

After that, I can’t remember what I did next.

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14.03.2014

Saving Someone & Bypassing Guerrilla Soldiers (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was way too long for me to get time to expound on it, so I'll just give a brief breakdown.

• I'm with a few dream characters, and we have a goal to save someone that's apparently prisoned in some kind of guerrilla infrastructure
• I take the initiative to go inside, while the others apparently play their roles
• We somehow managed to rescue the individual(s), and I have to find a way to get out without alerting the Guerrilla Soldiers that seem to be similar to the models in Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory
• I’m almost at the rendezvous point, but I have to observe 1-2 soldiers movements to avoid taking the wrong move and being caught
• After being patient for few minutes, I take the opportunity, and I believe I escaped
• Throughout the dream, feelings of adrenaline, fear, and having to control that at the dead of night within the dream environment were the main challenges for me

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14.03.2014

I Almost Hit a Child while Reverse Driving (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Even though this was a dream, it was a close one that the child wasn’t injured at all.

Anyway, before I get to that, things start out where I’m interested in buying something. I don’t know what I have in mind, but I presume I don’t have money for the time being. Wherever I was heading, I was probably following a relative of mine to a food store.

I glanced over an electronics store on the way, and wanted to get a particular advice that was probably some kind of memory storage, or something of that nature. After a while, I’m left alone, and I proceed to going back where I parked initially.

While I’m going back, a female with dark brown hair (or maybe black hair) comes to me, gives me $100, and leaves. After absorbing how shocked I was from this generous act, I contemplated on who that particular dream character looked like. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties, and was wearing a dark colored sweater where there were vertical seams, along with wearing blue female jeans.

I’m not sure what I was going to do, and I had an urge to go to the electronics store, but my recall of what happened next is bad. All I know is that I’m back at the vehicle, and I wanted to prepare to drive out. I unlock the vehicle, do the usual thing, start up the engine, and wait for a while.

I noticed that through the rear-view mirror, there was an African-American female walking by with her child. The older female had a crisp and vibrant hairstyle with dark brown colors, and a hint of lighter golden brown dye as well. I believe she was wearing a light milky caramel jacket that stretched all the way down to her ankles.

She was wearing dark clothes underneath the jacket, probably dark violet for the shirt, or at least the shoes, I don’t know precisely. Her child was wearing a light blue shirt with dark blue dots everywhere. She was wearing some kind of cool related color, maybe violet, or blue. She had a pompom hairstyle as well, and I shift my awareness at looking through the rear-view mirrors and side mirrors as well.

Unfortunately, the moment I try to reverse, the vehicle is slightly out of my control. It backs up, and then swerves to the right, and then straightens out so fast that I worried on whether or not I rammed into anyone, especially the child. The vehicle stops, and I set it on park, and I quickly get out of the door, panicking and wondering what in the world was going on just now.

Fortunately, the child and the mother are safe, but the mother is very angry at me. I didn’t know what to say other than slowly trying to calm myself down. She starts saying random things, and she stated she would call the police or something, but after a while, I just went back to the vehicle since I didn’t injure anyone.

I don’t know why the sudden change in demeanor occurred, though it was probably just because it was a dream all along, and there’s no need for me to fixate on something like this. The dream shifts where there’s a random series of me standing near the middle of a turning area on the road. Then there’s one where there’s an African-American female walking with 3-4 children.

I can’t remember anything else for the dream.

08.03.2014

Danzo Gets The Senju DNA (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's almost as if I'm at a sky city, but I'm not aware of this throughout the dream. I'm standing on a series of long wooden planks that are coated in red.

Feeling a sense of adrenaline surging through my dream body, and how I had awkward mental states fluctuating, and that Hashirama is actually talking to me made this obvious. Though it's a typical dream where I decided to be a spectator, and see how things would progress, because those are always fun when you don't have constant worries of having to plan.

Hashirama seems to be worried about something, but I'm not really bothered to ask him why. I knew that behind me would be a drop off from a high elevation, so I look forward to find there's a very large entrance that seems to be surrounded by some kind of mini-mountain. Inside, there seems to be a lot of retaliation going on, and I rush into the scene for no apparent reason.

Danzo is fighting someone, though I can't make out the facial composition of the other individual. It seems Danzo gets his neck pierced with a sword that goes digonally into his stomach.

Forgetting about all Naruto Shippuden logic, somehow I'm convinced that Hashirama's Senju DNA was something conveniently given before his (Danzo) apparent death in this dream. But of course, it's just an illusion when it's prevalent that he's using Izanagi. He looks at me, and probably Hashirama as well. And then he has a purple aura surrounding him, carrying on with the fight with whoever is surrounding us.

I can't remember much after that.

Haven’t been interested in recalling dreams to extensive detail, except for a few that were just too overwhelming and crazy to generalize.

124+ Lucid dreams since the time I joined this site. Of course, with the other 1,022+ dream sets I’ve made, if I took time to see where I could’ve been lucid, the number would be much higher. Maybe there could’ve been more in the 2,000-3,000 dreams from 2011 to early 2014 recalled; the exact number of dreams recalled is still unknown seeing how I had different formats of clunking several dreams into one entry compared to the separate entries I’m doing on a separate program, and then combining it to as few entries on this site as possible. But by that point, it would just be a bias and problematic wondering how I would become aware of my existence in the dreaming state. Oh well, we all have to start somewhere.

It’s amazing how putting in a lot of hours within a few weeks that I did for image streaming last year would make dream recall easier. It’s just a matter of actually caring to have unwavering acknowledgement of all dreams, nonsensical, hidden with deep symbolism, or actually a potential to relate to helping quotidian lifestyles in waking life.

It’s hard being busy with the streaming of inspirations in my head in waking life, and wanting to do the same in the dreaming state. I think I prefer the former since there always seems to be a direction to go to fortunately.

To anyone that seems to have episodic struggles with lucid dreaming attempts: Persevere with your shittiness until you get good at it. It’s a constant struggle that you’ll just have to accept every now and then. If I couldn’t find some way to reduce how I react in the cluster of dreams filled with a myriad of emotions, or some inspiration to animate them, I highly doubt I would have any more incentive to recall them.

30.01.2014

Public Shower with Women (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

• Outside in public shower near a pool I guess
• At least three females diagonally front of me
• They're wearing bras and panties only
• One wears a light sky blue bra and panty
• I'm pause for a moment, and then wake up.

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30.01.2014

Riding a School Bus to Catch a Missed School Bus (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, that's pretty much it. It took a while before I decided to give up after doing something futile where I didn't even know the location of the school I was supposed to go to.

31.01.2014

Kingdom Hearts Themed Island? (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I know for the time being is that the island I was residing in the dream was related to Kingdom Hearts in some way. I don't know, it's just what's initially showing up in my mind.

I did all sorts of random things with dream characters, but I can't remember any significant or memorable moments. It had that weird feeling of accepting the illusion of comfort in a confined island, similar to what I'm sure the main characters had during their childhood.

03.02.2014

Clipboard of Teleportation & Wanting to Take a Photograph with Victoria (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of a store that looks a lot like the H-E-B within my area in waking life. Apparently, I have a job in this dream, though I’m not sure what it is I’m doing specifically. I’m wearing a red polo shirt, seeing how that would be one of the default colors to wear along with some colored dress pants.

I’m holding a clipboard which I believe also had the color of red, and there’s paper attached under the clip. There’s a square that’s split into a series of smaller squares that are numbered.

05.02.2014

Petting a Horse/Dog Hybrid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm petting a horse/dog hybrid that's vanilla colored.

I'm petting it, and then I move around the environment without any kind of indicator if I'm in a body or not. I seem to be able to go through walls, and I see a few wolves that are inside a dark area. They have yellow eyes, and have a mix of brown and black fur.

They seem to be friendly.

06.02.2014

Walking on Sand (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Walking on sand
>Entities that looked like they were lost and trying to find somewhere to go surround me
>I have to walk behind them and keep walking to convince them to move forward and being purified
>One of them transforms into an older man holding a brown folder, or binder

07.02.2014

Petting a Cat & Backing Up A Vehicle (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Petting a cat, enjoying experiencing the sensation of petting it

>Backing up a vehicle that I thought was a Blazer, ends up being a motorcycle

15.02.2014

Running Away From Robert Knepper & Prison (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m on the run, and it seems I’m helping some prisoners escape while trying to elude Robert Knepper. His hairstyle is similar to his role as T-Bag in Prison Break in Season 4 most specifically. I’m not too sure on what his overall composition was, but it seems he was shifting from a human body to something like a large insect composition.

I’m wearing an outfit similar to what Michael Scofield wore in Season 4 of Prison Break, except the sweater probably has a darker hue from this:

The closest I can associate to this transient form of is U3 from Resident Evil 4, except this time the overall color for the bottom region is a mix of brown and a few overlays of red, and other warm colors.

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Spoiler for u3:

Now, all that really mattered to me was making sure I kept moving forward, and that the prisoners I was saving can get out safely. I believe it was two females, or one female and a female, or maybe three individuals that I’m saving, but I’m not too sure because of the cluster of adrenaline and fear surging through my dream body.

My initial presumption was that I’m escorting Michelle Obama, and one of her daughters, or Obama and Michelle. Whatever the case, it seems that I keep implying that I’m saving them within the dream, but the more I try to avoid Knepper, the less I see the presumed dream characters. It’s really dark outside, and it doesn’t seem that I have to worry about security, light towers, or anything that would require systematic planning, or contingencies at all.

I noticed that I’m going through a cyclical process of running for a few times within the dream. It starts out with heading for a slope, and having to go upwards. The hill itself consists of brown dirt with a few rocky substances here and there, and there’s a set of light gray cemented stairs on my right that I can take to skip the grind work of going up the hill.

I take the opportunity, while constantly being weary of how Knepper may be close to chopping my body in half, to jump abnormally to skip a few steps of the stairs, and eventually reach the apex of the hill. I look down, and turn my head to the left to find a small house that I can go to that seems to lead to path of other houses that could be used as a shortcut, and give me more stalling time from Knepper.

17.02.2014

Shooting Arrows at Large White Monster (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Feels like I'm playing an MMORPG, and I have a Ranger role where I can shoot arrows that have a dark blue arrowhead with a light sky blue aura surrounding the tip.

There's a huge white whale like creature, or seal like creature that's coming after me. I click on the creature with a mouse click I'm presuming, and the character starts shooting arrows rapidly at it.

It seems the creature is pretty close to potentially eating the character, but I can't recall what happened next.

21.02.2014

Finger Gets Shot & Golden Retriever (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and the dream characters, despite of not seeing them clearly

Running away, ran for a mile, came back to house, had to go up stairs

Open door, relative is there, golden retriverer barking at me at front door, but not biting me

He gets out of the house and pushes a lady that was with a guy.

Tells them to get out, closes the door, he goes back in, I do too, he gets mad, waves gun, I stay near door, back to door, sitting down telling him not to shoot, hands up, he shoots one of my finger, or fingernail


Reverts back to normal

28.02.2014

Someone is Kidnapped (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Someone is kidnapped, and I'm apparently trying to save them, even though I don't know who it is I'm after

>I'm listening to someone that seems to be the one taking the person hostage

>They're instructing me to do all sorts of things

>Relatives are suddenly involved in helping me out

>White SUV is being driven by a relative, never seen him ride one before of that color

>Female relative ends up going to clinic to get a prescription that's important for complying with the kidnapper's demands

>Dream shifts to where I'm at a docking area of some sort

>I head to a shed, and before I enter, I see a green frog outside

>I decided to play around with it, and started to throw it up a bit

>Then I went back to focusing in entering the shed

>Two floor panels near the entrance, I only step on one

>Open door

>Kidnapper, that sounds like an old and cerebral female, tells me I made the wrong move

>Apparently I wasn't allowed to get anyone to help me to comply with her demands

>Dream shifts to where I'm reading a manga that looks like Naruto Shippuden

>I see Kakashi, Obito, and Rin in their childhood years

>Kakashi and Rin are side by side, Obito is on the opposite side

>Someone is holding Obito's head as his body slowly elevates from being picked up

>Obito's head comes off, and only his scalp and hair remains within the person's grasp

>Kakashi and Rin freak out


>I can't take this dream anymore

04.03.2014

Peter Bergman, Running Away From Bombing, and Lady in Red Gives Up On Wedding (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out at a luxurious hotel, and it takes a while before I realize that I’m dreaming. Some dream characters that come to mind is one that looked like Peter Bergman from the Young and the Restless:

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Along with Joshua Morrow as well:

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The latter doesn’t seem to show up until later on in the dream, but I’m quite confused on when he does arrive.

I honestly saw this dream as so nonsensical (and the ones a few days before it), that it wasn’t really enticing enough for me to type it down. So my memory is going to be a bit patchy due to wanting to forget this altogether.

The hotel room itself was comfortable enough for a gregarious conversation with the dream characters, and it also felt as if we were on the higher floor as well. I couldn’t make out the actual conversations streaming through, but it seems there’s a scheme to bomb part of the hotel apparently. I can’t recall how I specifically reacted, but I felt things were going to get intense very quickly.

Joshua Morrow comes in at some point, and I believe he’s wearing a brown jacket with some milky light brown fur around the collar, along with wearing regular denim blue jeans. He has his hairstyle groomed and gelled up:

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The dream overall has this celestial, blurry, and slightly dark overlay to it. It clearly made it prevalent that this was a dream, and it almost felt like the kind of atmospheric overlay you’d see at sunset, or something like that. While the dream characters are having a conversation over whatever, it seems that Peter Bergman has a control switch in his left hand. It’s a typical black box with a red button, and other small buttons in there as well.

He becomes impatient, and wants to click the switch now, which basically blows up everything within the room. No damages are done to me, him, and any other dream character that happened to be there. But my instinct was to run away before something more catastrophic would occur. Panic initiates, and I feel that somewhere during the run, I glanced over the window, and saw that people were already forming groups outside to see what was happening.

Joshua Morrow plays a significant role in this part to some extent, but my memory is kind of horrible at this point for what he really helped out on. All I could presume is that he helped me find a way for shortcuts to reduce suspicion from others that I, or anyone else in that same hotel room were advocates of the bombing event.

After this, the dream shifts, and despite of the inconsistency of the next dream, I felt this one had some correlation with the previous. Simply because the atmospheric overlay was the same, and my emotions at the time still had a high sense of adrenaline and fear of trying to escape from something.

I’m riding a motorcycle, and I’m driving parallel to someone that’s riding a motorcycle as well. The freeway we’re on is pretty spacious, though the perspective and perception is clearly abnormal. What seems to be large in front of us takes quite a while before it gets smaller. During this ride, I felt as if I was experiencing another virtual reality where an Asian female wearing a red dress wants to propose to me.

Her visage mixes around for a bit, and one was similar to someone in waking life. The moment I saw her face, I was questioning why she would want to propose to me when she’s already in a relationship in waking life. Maybe she wanted me to be the man of honor, but her expression clearly wasn’t one that was friendly, it was more sexual than needed.

Then her visage shifts around with other relative Asian facial compositions, and the shape shifting dream character looks more like she’s in her late 20s to early 30s. For the top section of her long red dress, there’s an “X” format of cloth wrapped around her breast region.

Snap back to the motorcycle riding, and I’m asking the dream character, who I can’t really see too well, on why she would propose, or want me to marry her. Whatever the dream character stated, it eventually ended the conversation, and it seems my reaction to it was that my concern was resolved in some way. Apparently, we were on our way to talk to that same Asian female, and once we met her, she called the wedding off.

I can’t remember anything else after that.

13.01.2014

More Sex and Being Blown (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another vivid sex dream, and I didn't even have intentions of having one in the first place. There's a female in front of me in the spread-eagle position, and she seems to Hispanic, or some kind of mix with that or even Asian descent.

She has short hair, and the hair shape is formed like a curvy M, and she has a few streaks of caramel brown and dark brown. The wall behind her was pure manila color, and to the left of us was a window with very bright white light.

Spoiler for 18+:

She inches closer to me, and I look down to find myself erect. After a few seconds, I'm even more erect and she proceeds to perform fellatio. I can feel her tongue rolling around me, and the saliva gushing in and out of her mouth.

When she takes her mouth off, the saliva is hanging on her lips and takes a while before breaking off. The dream shifts to where she's taking two guys at once, but I'm not sure if I'm added into the equation.

Not sure what we did after, but I guess the surprise shocked me a bit to wake me up.