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I am in a German village and I am walking to the clock tower. A woman is there and after some conversation she head up with me further into the tower.

On the third floor just as I get over the stairs a hunched over spirit of a girl shining blue is there. She tells me or warns me of something then she vanishes from where she was. We continue until we reach the top floor.

From up here the wind is blowing at my face. I look out the top and can see the whole entire village from up here. The woman grabs a key off of a pedestal and hands it to me. I take it and place in a chest just behind the stairs and the chest opens. I forget what's inside.

(I think I'm not recalling the real beginning of this dream, so I'll start from where I start remembering the dream)

I was sitting in a bus and it was night, I think the bus was driving through some kind of tunnel. I was looking up and there was a hole or window in the bus there and at some spot we were driving through I could see the sky and the stars. It was just for about 2 seconds that I could see them and the first moment they looked normal but the next moment the amount of stars I could see started to heavly increase and they were forming a shape, a little like a magical seal. I was literally thinking "WTF?" and pinched my nose, and I could breathe perfectly, making me immediately lucid. I got up and looked around me (there seemed to be some random stuff in the bus) and told myself "all this is not real", resulting in some energy coming from me (I think) which dissolved everything to a more clear state, as well as helping me to stabilise.
Like usually I teleported to another place, I was left in a rather empty room, pretty dark but with some blue and purple colors. Looking out of one of the windows I saw space, looked like a blue galaxy. I wanted to go there so I went closer to the window with the intent to pass through it, but when I came closer I saw a reflection in the window, caused by the lamp in the from, preventing me from going there. So I simply opened the window and jumped through which worked well, I told myself "there's no gravity in space" so I only fell a few meters down and then I started floating. The blue part looked a lot like it had been painted to a wall because I could see a cube like shape from the inside (like when you are in a room). I turned around and went to a more red part of space, there was a sun and a bunch of asteroids around it. I thought about a certain track called Nebula (EBF3) which I then heard playing. The details of the stellar objects were going down a lot though and I only saw them in polygons. I was lightly jumping from one asteroid to another and tried to raise the details but I woke up.

In this dream, it was mainly about my boyfriend and I. We were laying in a super comfortable bed, but this bed was in public. The details are kind of hazy, so I can't exactly pinpoint whether we were in a park or on the side of a road. Either way we were fooling around, and about to have sex when a couple of girls start to walk by. My dream 'Me' doesn't know it, but I know that these females are sex buddies of my boyfriend, and ones that he has been keeping from me. Think Mean Girl kind of females. They are disgusted by the fact that he's decided he wants me, and so they plot to mess with us. One of them, a skinny, long-haired blonde, comes up to me with a bottle of perfume offering to share it. In reality (and in this dream) my boyfriend is super sensitive and finicky about certain smells. She knows this, so she sprays something on me that doesn't bother me a whole lot, but reeks to him. He then decides that he doesn't want to continue what we've started and leaves me laying in the bed.

Late for School

I was going down a flight of stairs when I saw a girl sitting at the top on a ledge. I looked at her and told her she had nice -- but I only pointed to my lips to indicate I liked hers.

She said, "Lips?"

I nodded. She started talking, but I don't know what she said.
I went downstairs and started eating breakfast. I noticed I was late for school. It was 11:30 A.M. or so. I used to never be late or absent from school, but I was afraid that I would be in some sort of trouble for just staying out.

As I left, someone, maybe my mother, was yelling stuff to me that I didn't want to hear. I ran around a puddle. There was a mist in the air. It was raining a very large mist.

I realized I left my kids at the bus stop. I was horrified that I would leave them there alone. I told them to come on up to the house. It was my Dad's house. My wife came out and reprimanded me for leaving them out there without supervision, and for not giving them breakfast.

I felt so bad for having just eaten but I didn't give them anything to eat. They had an umbrella, but they were standing out in the rain waiting for a bus that they had already missed, and hadn't eaten breakfast. I felt horrible.

Fighting My Brother

My dick-ass brother was being a dick. He was laying out the rules for us fighting. We rarely actually fought, but we were about to.

He was saying, "If you punch me in the neck, I'm going to punch you in the neck. I can't wait for that." He was tall and thick. IWL he is very tall. I didn't care. I started throwing jabs.

He ran up the stairs so that I would follow. I decided not to play that game and waited down stairs. He came back down.

He's an asshole.

My brother the asshole.

Sorry, that wasn't dream. That part was a poem I just made up called, "My Brother Asshole."

Old Time Movies

I was watching some kind of black and white movies. Two old men were walking on lawn chairs floating in the water. The were connected by something in the middle, but the chairs broke away from the middle piece under their weight. They were in the Bahamas or something.

E-mail addresses from that era kept flashing. They were all numbers because they weren't as advanced as we are now.

Whisper Awake

IWL, my Custom Alarm was on.

I dreamed I was sleeping and trying to go back to sleep. I was trying to become lucid, so I didn't want to move. I dreamed someone said in a whisper, "I'm whispering. Can you respond?"

This scared me. It's a strange thing to say unless something is wrong, possibly with me. I woke up.

Messed Up Sexy Time

I walked into a restaurant and had a drink. There were two girls in separate beds close by. I was playing kind of cool. They may have asked my name, or maybe I offered. I told one my name and the first answered. I told the second my name, and she said her name was whatever her first name was, and said her last name was my last name. Well, that was all I needed to hear.

I got a good angle to look up her dress and she obliged. I tried to feel her up, but then just took off my pants. As I took off my pants, I realized that since I was dreaming, I should be able to pull them off by just pulling them through my legs. This thought was a byproduct of always having trouble getting my pants all the way off. I should have become lucid with that thought, but no.

I decided to get on this girl since my pants were mostly down. When I got back to her, she was turned backwards. I could still do her, but it would be uncomfortable, so I turned her around. Now she had a mans face. Shim still had the same body as before.

I tried to put it in shims vagina, and I said I would prefer if shim had the woman's face.

Damnit!

I was trying for days but finally I made it, a successful but anorthodox WILD.

Once I started to feel the vibes inside my head, I felt the room turning red. Once they stopped, I raised myself effortlessly from the bed and looked around. Everything was indistinguishable from reality! As I was up sitting on my bed, a big floating screen approached me showing ladies with their boobs exposed! This screen faded after a while when I got up.


After that, something weird happened, I saw my school bag on the corner of my bed and I reached it to see how realistic it was, and pull random things out, I heard it's easier to visualise an object through a bag/pocket etc. But by touching it, I saw my hands, they looked weird and then my dream started to fade. I stood up and started spinning around but I got wrapped with the fan's coil which was exposed on the floor. The main problem was that my eyes closed and I couldn't open them to see.


So I stood still and waited for the scene to stabilize. It finally did! I raised myself again and performed a reality check :shadewink :nose plug works everytime and it worked of course, I could breathe right through. Without much thought, I opened my bedroom's door and decided to fly.

At this point, I tried not to screw up because I saw many reports of people having difficulty in flying but I flied naturally and effortlessly to the living room, which is about 40 meters away. I saw my dad sitting on the sofa, which was placed differently from waking life and I said good morning. He told me to shut up in a kind way because my mother was talking on the phone with a business partner. I ignored him and walked to the balcony to fly.

I jumped out and floated naturally forcing myself anywhere I wanted like I was 0.1% of my weight! So I explored the neighbourhood a bit and then I went straight up to reach space or something, I reached the clouds and woke up suddenly because the dream faded.

I'm sad it lasted that little but happy I finally made it to a 100% pure WILD, without doubts. Now that I convinced myself this works, I only have to analyze and master it.

I'm in a house with my sister and we are almost hiding out. I can feel that there are very few life forces around. Maybe a few other families on a big, sandy colored suburban block of Las Vegas style, upper-middles class houses. There is a war/fight going on in the sky. It is night time. Out of the large living room windows I can see formations of flying fighter crafts deploying to some unknown mission. Are they on our side? I don't think so. I know it's not safe here and at any moment we could be attacked. It seems my sister is unaware of this or doing very well do ignore the threat. A man knocks on my door. He is a shorter brown man with black hair and a moustach. I think he's Indian. I immediatly and suspicious of him, and he invites me to a meetup a short distane from here at an abandoned Taco Bell. Here we will learn about the threat and current conditions. I don't believe him. He leaves and a short time later, his wife knocks on my door. She is brown like him and she has some thawed out bags of meat to give me; tilapia, shrimp and something else. I take them graciously even though I don't eat meat. I understand that food is sparse. She asks me how I am and I feel I must mention the meeting with her husband. She acts as though she doesn't know what I'm talking about but I can tell she does. I can see her husband watching us behind her through the door.

Frags:

• something about ballroom dancing, maybe

Raven and I are sitting on the park bench by the Koi pond, and tossing food to the fish. They swim up and seem to smile at us. Raven, I really want to share dreams again, on a routine basis, I smile at her.

Yeah, she says, me too.

I've been so sick, Raven.

I know. She hugs me.

Let's go somewhere, anywhere, just open a portal, Raven.

Okay, she smiles, opening a portal. We walk through. A portal opens in the sky above a great battle. There are an army of goblin-Templars chasing a small group of humans and elves across a plain into a forest. We fly down upon the Templars. I transform into a black dragon, and land in the middle of them, crushing some. I laugh and breathe violet flame on them. Raven transforms into Queen of Night and blasts the Templars with lightning savagely. The Templars flee like crazed ants.

I transform into my Demon Self, Deathgawn. I summon my astral pet, the mad wolf-boar-beast, Jo and we go hunting down the stragglers. Raven tends to the wounded.

We meet the humans and elves in the forest. They open a secret door in a tree which leads to an underground lair. They tell us they've been hiding here for eons, but rarely come out during the day, for the Templars hunt them like animals.

(to be cont'd)

This DILD is worth documenting because of one cute part of it. I was well into a long semi-lucid, when I thought "stop having this line of thought. You are only dreaming this irritating stuff, because in real life...." I decided that despite it being a work night I would go ahead and take control of the dream, because I had 8+ hours time for sleep, and the semi-lucid was already emotionally tiring me out.
It was on a board walk, but I do not care to document the entire thing (frisbee coaster, surf border, and so on). A pleasent day and TK on a few things, preety routine for an LD. The cool part is at one point I was practicing using my voice, so I was saying out loud what ever came to mind. I passed by a bench and there were three big dogs sitting on the bench. I said out loud "Dogs become weiner dogs" and wave at them. They blurred and the picture reformed with them little. It took about 5 seconds to get them to look like wiener dogs. I took a close look and they even had good detail as far as fur patterns. Two were tan and one was dark.
Not an amazing thing, but funny enough to bother writing down. Dur~ 3-5 minutes. Alarm interupted it, so I did not give up much sleep either way.

(I remembered to stay still and do the DEILD technique. I try to release whatever tension that is in my muscles and soon I felt the vibrations. They go off and on and I try to curb my excitement, I don't remember rolling out but I did get lucid.)

I am in my room now. I am lucid. I see my grandma sitting in her chair and she is talking with my mother. I hear my name mentioned but that is all I hear. I take the time to ground myself by rubbing my hands together and touching the objects around me. As I touch the wall I notice how cool it felt. I look at my hands and nothing is wrong with them. All of a sudden I 'wake up' and now I am in the same place again. I am still lucid but unsure if I am dreaming so I do the nose plug RC and it confirms I am dreaming. I then go up to my grandma and slap her in the face. I run into the hallway. "I hope she didn't get mad" I say. I return and she is sleeping (like she always does in real life). I feel like I am being 'pulled' and then I wake up.

I am outside sitting at a desk that is facing the house. It seems to be getting dark. I have no shoes on. I check my phone to see what time it is. It is past 3. I know my mother comes home at 3 so I open the garage door and push the desk inside. I then stop what I am doing and take a moment to look around my surroundings. Nothing is out of the ordinary but even so my awareness had increased enough for me to realize I am dreaming! I rub my hands together. I look around my dreamscape again but I feel like I am fading away. I close my eyes and wake up...

I am at a playground playing some basketball with some friends. I dribble the ball to the other side and make a shot and the scene changes. I am inside a factory and I find a lightsaber. It looks like it is a cheap replica. The hilt is twice as longer than an original lightsaber. I press the button and a tiny green plasma blade comes out. Not nearly as long as it should be. I try to cut some stuff with it but the objects here seem to be resistant to the saber. I get a call from my mother but I have no clue what the conversation is.

I go through this entrance leading down into a little room. Below me I see a man in a tiny kitchen cooking stuff. He looks up and sees me. The dream changes again. Everything has become big. There are big tables and chairs everywhere and gravity seems to have weakened since I can float. I float from chair to chair. A man sitting at one of the chairs grabs me and makes me sit down. He gives me his phone number and says "Add me and don't forget to call, this i meant to be a sad story" I then float away. I wake up after that encounter.

All I remember is that I was sliding down this road. It was a very big slope so it was like a slide. Then the scene changes and I am with my friends. I throw a ball in a container and everyone starts to celebrate and I wake up.

I am sitting meditating... but where am I? So many places at once... focus on one dream, one place, one timeline.

I am in my mediation room, sitting in BanYanLand in the Biodome on the Green Moon. An image appears in the mirror. Raven is battling orcs by herself in a forest. The scene looks strangely familiar... I leap into the mirror, and land in the forest. I am in the first dream I had with Raven in a battle together. I see my past self, Selene and Raven.
My past self looks at me curiously and smiles. I help the three in the battle. We slay all the orcs. Raven asks me why I showed up, and who I am. I tell her I am from the future. She laughs. I tell her I came into this dream by accident... or not...?

I tell her she is dreaming. She says she knows. I tell the same to my past self and Selene. They smile and laugh. Maybe I am here for me, and not for you, I comment.

"I love this dream. I love all our shared dreams, Raven. So amazing and beautiful."

I hug the three of them good-bye, and return to my timeline, as I know it.

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....